Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 5, Number 38, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 20 March 1875 — Page 1

Vol. 5.—No. 38.

THE MAIL

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APER FOR THE EOPLE./

Written for The Mall.]

ALONE IN LIFE'S SIGHINq ^0 ^.

A R. kki r*5 i»*r. '4

There are lives that lie plaold in Llfc'imoinitlff fftify There are Uvea thai are scorching In Lifts'* noontide glare: There are live# that in pleasure seem ever to My way Ilea atone through the white sighing

Know.

My morning was retry, but Orter* torrid

O'er took e'er tfce noon, iu poor, wcurj I am ieft 'in the night! Ilupe's bad ne'er Again in my heart. I'm alone in Llft}'*«now.

My life is ail thorny and ragged the way, My have withered beneath tho sun rav. My youth hwrtcnftTted and I, broken-heart-

Most wander alone, through Life's sighing wow. Oh beautiful 'Nvorld.' full of sorrow for many! )h tremulous, blur-tinted Life sstormy BOB If it Ufll* nil or J*y or pure pleasuro to any, It gives naught but the soft

KltKE WHISKY.

N. H. has interviewed a number of the leading saloonista this week, and finds them all in good humor, and exceedingly hopeful in regard to the very encouraging prospects for a good spring trade. Tho majority of those individuals oxpretw a very warm friendship for the two gentlemen—Messrs. Havens and Gilbert—the educational committee man -especially—who labored so arduously during the lato sossion of tho memorable defunct legislature, to whom they .ascribe much praise for having burst asunder the tyrannical bonds of oppression which gives to evory mother's son of Adam's fallen raco "free whisky," in quantity to suit the purchaser. One of the strongest arguments aduced by these disinterested business-men in flavor ofthoprosent mongrel liquor law is: that it is such a complete victory ore): the d—d orusaders, who oameso near ruining tho whisky traffic Jast summer, and will serve as a warning to toacli them as to whose rights must and ahaU bo respected in future. N. H. met quite a large number of very prominent citizens—many of whom endorsed the ladies crusade last summer, and others who "swore off" New Year's daydrinking tho health of tho victors. The large proportion of the exuberant obe^oyfUl party seamed to be inclined not lo show any partiality in their rejoicing, they took in everything that had a "scroen sign" and—not unliko Alexander tho Great—were ready to weep bocauso of so very few "screen signs" to rcgolce with. N. II. also conferred with a number of the leading legal gentlemen concerning tho constitutionality of the new born babe of the legislators, and finds with but a single exception they all agree in pronouncing it A constitutional necessity with tho profession.

N. H. also has tho assurance upon the HUthority of tho lion. Pat Shannon that the time of closing the saloons, eleven j». M., meets with tho approval of Gov. Hendricks, Joe Gilbert and Tien TTavens, and is considered by "Dick Turpie," the late speaker of the House, to be one of the strongest Democratic electioneering points—not excepting the state prison job—made during the entire session. N. H. is satisfied from personal remarks made to liimseir during these interviews that the saloon-keeper's union don't admire "Bill Baxter," and will not attend Ids funeral as an order.

A WAR AJCOXO TWR TKMMBK

The solemn realities of a recent war at a tlr*t-ela«* boarding house has just ueme to the knowledge of X. H. It ia said by those who had an exoellent opportunity of knowing, that any amount of epithets were shot with red-hot indignation, but strange to s^y not even a flesh wound wan inflicted upon any of the "contestants though qnlte a number of female characters who participated in the struggle were handled without gloves. IfN. II has been correctly informed—be don't board there—a very prominent lady—who did board thereknows quite a good deal about the origin of the little unpleasantness, and that it is not the first boarding-honae trouble she has boon mixed tip in. 1?. II.

f&Ut 4*ti £1}!

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falls to me.

snow­

Oh trlM heart ot womanOh heart more than human! .... There Is more of dread mis ry than pleasure below. Were a life full or beauty, rewarded to daty My Walk would not 110 In the eold, sighing ••now. I know that tho rod, sent me from God, Hut my poor, wicked heart has shrunken each blow. ,. Tho' eneh chord snapped asunder, I would not pass under And uow, all my loved ones lie under the snow. tfh father, bond nerr rne! Oh mother come

•Oh brother aud sister and chlldreu, bend

Oh husband, watch o'er me, with love, I irtiplon.* tliee, Until I am laid In the white sighing snow.

Oh lost muse, come sing me, what age tolls to bring me Oblivion from all the dark Warriors below! -Oh misery forsake me! Oh heaven's angels take me Away from Life's cold drifting, sad, sighing snow.

Night-Hawk.

knows of his own personal knowledge of two or three others in which this same Individual waa accused of playing quite a conspicuous part and he is not sorry to lvani that she met In this late battle* a foe, who in point of hair snatching, kicking and biting aras equal to tho emergenoy. We all nave our little troubles, N. H. has his troubles and he don't board at a very fashionable hasbery either. Hairs will get in the butter and hot biscuits, and Mrs. N. H. complains about it, and talks to the ether lady boarders, and they jaw back, and all that sort of thing. But thankB to the God of boarding-houses—if God pays any attentjpu to such institutions —wo are not cursed with one of those sly, cunning, artfal demons who betray even their best friends into trouble, if by so doing it in any

can

way

enhances

their own chanoes to personal or public favor. Tho landlady of the first-class boarding-house did oxactly right in making one of the principal participants in the riot pack her kit and hunt lodgings elsewhere immediately and the the other get home to pap's house as quick as one of Baldwin's locomotives could tako her and if a few moro ju*t such exemplary boarding-house impositions were either kicked out or cremated on the spot, N. II. thinks he would then make up his mind to go into the business and open a boarding-house in Bag-dad.

HK'B RECKLESS,

Was tho familiar expression which penetrated tho ear of N. II. the other night as he flitted above a group of some half a dozen "uppertendom," who stood waiting at a fashionable bar, for their drinks. The gentleman—3T. H. calls him a gontleman for he has a good heart —whose case was undergoing a scrutinizing examination by those worthiop, is one of their number, and was at the time ot which N. H. writes with them, but had imbibed too frequently to understand the blackmail which was being made the instrument to wrench from the unfortunate his money. Liberal to a fault, when under the influence of whisky, this unsuspecting individual is toasted and treated until he becomes quite drunk, when he is the willing dupe of the crowd and made to bleed to the extent of all the money which he

procure while in this condition. N. II. is sorry that so useful a citizen is so often misled and taken in for large amounts of money, as is this willing subject of the "clique," and if N. H. thought he could save him he would willingly lend a hand to pluck the prey from the grasp of the deoeptive crew who

are

the

feasting upon the vanity of the

unfortunato. This is no new thing. N.H. often meets those scalpers leading their victims to the altar after the scheme has been successfully laid through the influence of whisky, where the poor deluded creature is robbed of his money. The city is full of Just such dens where •.hese poor drunken fools aro fleeced out of hundreds of dollars almost every night. N. II. don't propose to stand this thing much longer patience ceases to bo a virtue at a cortaln point, and by

virtue of the law—if there is any in it—some of these institutions will be laid low, and N. H. will yet see the day when he, will flop his wings over the asliea of their annihilation. Keep an eye open N. II. has been watching the movements of-some parties who visit such dens, and has made up his mind to give the next item bearing on this question to the Grand Jury instead of giving it to The Mail. ,f^r

Husks and Nubbins.

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KDOAR A. POB. t..A,

Probably no name in English literature excited such strange and sad thoughta.' Pathetic as were tho lives of Hood and Iiamb and DeQuincey the story of neither of them calls out our sympathy and admiration, our pity and respect, like thaf of poor Poe. It is a tearful history to dwell on—a history which, in the contemplation of every sensitive and delioately-organixed mind excites feelings loo sad for words. We cannot doubt that the poet's life has been much misunderstood—the fragile poreelain to not apt to be appreciated or comprehended by the coarse and heavy pots which crush it to atom#. A genius like Poo's will be sadly misunderstood by ninety-nine people oat of every hundred, even when it Is not painted by a pen of envy dripping with the black ink of malloe, but when, as with Edgar A. Poe, the latter is the oase, what wonder if the frailties of the poet are better known than his virtues. But the envious and fklsi! ying biographer is beginning to be met and exposed.

In the current number of the Interna* tional Review, John H. Ingram, of London, comes to the rescue of Poe*s maligned character and corrects some of the malicious misrepresentations which have been heaped upon his grave. The writer regrets that Americans should know their illustrious countryman only through the memoir of Rufus Griswold, which Mr. Graham, the proprietor of the onee popular Graham's Magazine, and who knew Poe Intimately, eharao-

terixed as "an immortal infiuny"—immortal, wo presume, only because the memory of the man it falsifies will never be fbrgotton. Tho general impression with regard to Poe is that be was shamefully profligate and dissolute, that his intemperance caused his dismissal first from the Uulvorslty of Virginia, next from the Academy at W«rt Poiut, at length from the hospitable home of hi* adopted father, Mr. Allan, and finally from ovory .newspaper and magazine with which his extraordinary powers brought him into connection ny, and that bis neglect and ruthless «*nduct were the causo of his young wife's early death. If Mr. Ingram is tp bo credited (and he usually brings the' testimony of willing witnesses to corroborate his statements) no slander could be fouler and blacker than this with which Poe's namo has been made to reek. All the sketches of Pee'a life have had their foundation in Griswold'a biography, hence, their similarity of coloring.

Mr. Ingram begins with tho poet's infancy, when he was left an orphan, at six yeArs old, and was adopted by a wealthy gontleman named Allan, follows him to bis five years' incarceration in a boys' school at Stoke Newington^ England, and rapidly sketches the principal ovents of his life. While at the University of Virginia, he distinguished himself by his high literary attainments and his demeanor was "uniformly sober, quiet and orderly," never falling under the censure of the faculty. As to his disimssal from the Military Academy, Mr. Ingram explains that it was an utter impossibility for a mind of such poetical and imaginative power afi Poe's to conform to the heavy and lumbering routine of a military training. As might be expected, he was restive and discontented under the restraints imposed and naturally fell into neglect of his duties, for which "neglects" he was expelled, and not for dissoluteness or misbehavior. As editor of the Literary Messenger he won the highest confidence and regard ef its proprietor and was not dismissed for drunkenness, but resigned tho situation to accept a more lucrative one on the New York Quarterly Review. While he lived with his young wife in New York, Mr. Gowans, a wealthy book-seller, boarded for eight months in the same house, and testifies that he never saw him under the influence of liquor, and that he was uniformly kind, courteous and a thorough gentleman. After raising the circulation of Graham's Magazine, from five to fifty-two thousandfn a little more than two years, he resigned the editorship of that periodical, for ^what reason does not clearly appear, but not on account of intemperate babitS, as Mr. Graham himself testifies. During his six months' connection with the daily Mirror, Mr. Willis asserts that he was invariably punctual and industrious, and always at his desk from nine in the morning until tho paper went to press. In a private letter to his partner, Gen. Morris, Willis writes "You remember how absolutely and how good humoredly ready he was for any suggestion how punctually aud industriously reliable in the following out of the wish onee expressed how cheerful and present minded at his work, wheu he might excusably have been so listless and abstracted." It must be confessed that such testimony as this puts a new atmosphere around tho character of Edgar A. Poe.

Like most literary men, ho longed for a periodical of his own, that he might own and control free of all restraint, but when at last he came to bo the proprietor of she Broadway Journal, poverty, ill-health, want of business experience and a wife on tho verge of the grave, combined to sink his enterprise In financial failure. His wife died, not from neglect, but from consumption, and left him plnngsd in loneliness and desolation. Mr. Ingram admits that towards the closing years of his life Poe's "sorrow and pecuniary embarrassments drove him to tbeuseof stimulents," butdenies that be was given profligacy In bis earlier career. Poe himself writes from his bitter loneliness of the cause of this habit as having been "the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories*—memories of wrong and injustice and Imputed dishonor—from a sense of Insupportable loneliness, and a dread of some strange impending gloom."

This view of Poe's character and career is In wide contrast with that usually held and will be given a cheerful hearing by the thousands of the poet's admirers throughout this country and Europe, who will be glad if the dark shadow whioh has rested on his name can be wholly lifted from if—or if not that, at least be greatly lightened.

TUB Pittafield (Mass.) Eagle has a story to the effect that Bessie Turner, who has been prominent in the BeecherTllton scandal, is a long-lost daughter of Bartiett McDermott, now living in Lee, Mass., who placed her, with two sons, when children, la an orphan asvlum in Brooklyn, on account of the death of their mother. They were afterward adopted by different persons, and ho lost trace of them twelve years, when the bovs were discovered, bat not the daughter, whose whereabouts was not learned till the developments of the sc£i\dal appeared.

TERRE HAUTE, IND., SATURDAY EVENING, MARCH 20, 1875. Price Five Genta*

lKOR, DEAR OLD TWEED. Mrs. Burnhaw, the New York (Sorespondent of the St. Louis Republican^ writes the following sentimental excuse for the exiled old mans

To-day -as I write, the sharp March wind beats up from the East river upon the bleak heights of Blackwell's island, cutting tho worn face that peers with hazard eyes across the leo-choked stream towards the city of bis former, greatness. The petty spite of politicians has bad its way aud tho poor old Boss wears the ignominious stripes. It was punishment enough to be shorn of bis strength—to be exiled from his home— to be Kept among the outcast* of society. But small pothouse politicians found Twoed actually wore bis ownoldclotl^m and tljey clamored loudly for the regimentals to be put on the man they crawled round but a year before. Well, they knew bow it was themselves, for out of the persecuting party several had been "on the islaud" in past days. One of 'ein iiad worn prison uniform twice, and those with whose criminal record I am unacquainted deserved to wear it the rest of their natural lives.

So poor old Tweod ou his Elba wears out his days and the Stato's stripes. A warm-hearted, kind-seuled man, .who, if he helped himself pretty freely at least robbed no one man, and is iu my estimation a model Christian beside the numenus pious bank cashiers, presidents and uirectprs who frouj lime to time default with tho bard earnings of the workiug-man.

Tweed beautified tho city. We got something for our uiouey. We got stunning boulevards, splendid parks and expensive court-houses.

My heartfelt sympathy goes forth to the big ruddy man who. in the pride of health and robust strength, did a quiet piece of kindness in my presence once.

It was the year before his downfall and we were both aboard an eastern train, tho Boss en route for his home in Greenwich. A freight train was off the track before us and we were detained in a muddy, barren bit of country over an hour. Some of Jhe passengers got out and walked down the read to the scene of the disaster, where a number of men were clearing the track, amongst 'em of course the writer of this, who can never keep out of a muss if there's one to get into.

The freight train had not only gone all of a heap off the track, but two cars bad collided and crushed between 'em a poor brakeman, who laid that chill, spring morning on the side of the road in great agony.

Tweed strolled along, but the instant he saw this suffering man he went to his assistance and in a few minutes he had the poor fellow on a board and a carci/shion, borne between a couple of men to the next station, where I have no doubt Mr. Tweed looked out for him. Presently the Boss started back to the train alone, and a ladv and myself followed leisurely behind. At a point in the road Tweed stopped and then turned out of sight, and when we gained the same point, behold, with his coat off, there was the king of New York, bringing all his weight to bear on the hind wheel of a two-wheeled cart that has stuck deep in the mud of a neighboring road. A cord of wood was neatly piled upon it, an old, feeble man was the proprietor of the concern the jaded horse pulled in obedience to tho lusty cry of Tweed tho old wood-cutter stood behind with a stake, shoviag it up against tho wheel every time the Boss gave a lilt.

Tho mud was soft and deep, and stioky. and the well-polished boots of the philanthropist were buried in it. His faco was red, for he was doing a good bit of muscular exercise. The tram was half a mile away and the wreck equally distant. He didn't dream a floul beside tho stuck old woodman looked at him, and ho was doing a real kindness with the will and vim of a sympathetic Christian heart, and the strength of bis whole body.

Up cauie the wagon, and the Boss pulled his coat from the wood-pile, got into it, clambered the bank to the track and rolled on to the train. Arrived there he got tho darkev waiter aboard to clean his boots, remarking:

It was d—n muddy down to that wreck." Poor, dear old Tweed, he's found it "d—n muddy" at many kinds of a wreck since.

THE following copy of an agreement, prepared in 1846. by a woman who wanted to live happilv with her troublesome husband, Is published in the Knoxville Press and Herald: You do solemnly swear that you will never beat nor cuss or abuse me without grater provioation than have given vou that you will not debar me from gofng to see my connection and neigh bors when oportunity permits nor them from coming to my amusement or assistance In sickness nor health that you will not be against going with me to meeting or for me to go on the same tenns that you will never throw up what has been pawned in sn-

Eandythat

oir: you will provide house room to water, and stay tharts that yon will not move me out of the settlement without I am willing to go that yon will provide things to werk on an with that yon will not treat mo with the hardship, flout or wound my feelings as yon have done, but perform the duties of husband and try for a living in peace on all aids. I do solemnly swear that I will not throw up what has been passed in angler that I will not float nor wohnd yoar feelings without eause that I will perform the dut« of a wife as far as health an reasson wflQadmit. I will treat yon with kindness while you do me, and try for a living in peace on all Bids."

Ax unsuspecting Teuton in Newark paid some practical fakers one dollar and forty cents the other day as his initiation fee into a pretended secret society. But after the candidate had stood for three honrs alone in the dark on his toea, on top of a barrel, with histhumbs tied np by wires to the cross-beams in the r»of, he concluded it was about time to yell for help, and some of the neighbors came in and accepted his resignation. —BS —=S=I

A wo^pkkftjl exhibition has been opened at Brussels. It is a collection of about one hundred landscapes of great merit, painted by a boy named Fritz Kerchove, of Brugs, who died an idiot at about eleven years of age.

Good news! MILLER & COX'S new Spring Stock now complete—the Handsomest Line of Suits in the c't#-.

SEWING MACHINE AGENTS.

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on* of Them—Remarkable Adtnissions. ..

Mr. Anderson, a sewing Anaohine agent, prints tho following defence of the profession in a Sunday paper of St. Louis:

Let me tell my story. Fivo year* ago I arrived In. tho city or Detroit, from the East, with bat Httlo money and no einploymon*. Answering the advertisement of .1 sewing machine company, I was told that I should receive nine dollars for each machine I sold. The very paper containing the advertisement contained also a column paragraph of virulent abuse of agents. Do you suppose I could go about my work boldly then, kuowing that in every house at which I called should find some one who had read that article I crept from house to house, diffidently offering for perusal the cireular I held in my nand.

Was I handed out by the ear Not I. Every human being I met treated me with studied consideration and profound rcsnect. Invariably I was invited in, ana I flatter mvself that I understand tho amenities of life sufficiently well to grace any drawing-room. I sold one machine during the day for flO cash and. the balance in monthly instalments, and of that flO I received |9. Would not such a profit as that induce me to carefully guard all my actions, and carefully refrain from anything calculated to display cheek and ignorance

From that time on I have been in the business, and my sales throughout have averaged two machines per day of seven days in the week, which at $0 apiece would seem to indicate that I am doing a remarkably good business, and that I am not a nuisance in the community. I admit that I have frequently pressed people who seemed to be in doubt and have hesitated, and I have wasted much of my valuable time in arguing with people who did net seem toknow their own minds, but I have never noticed the manifestation of impatience towards me, or that anyone few annoyed in my presence. I make it a point to be well and careftilly dressed, to display but little jewelry, and that in perfect good taste. I never show baste, but always have plenty of time to talk to anyone, even though I know he or she is not a purchaser.

My greatest successes have been among mourners. Wherever I see crape on the bell-knob, I know that there will I find a customer. Entering the bouse with the subdued air of one to whom the late lamented was a guide, philosopher and friend, I tender my services, and many a night have I watched beside the bier of some loved one. At the funeral I maifest a moderate, illy-concealed grief and I will bet any man with a corpse iu his house ten dollars that within ten days after the funeral I can sell him a machine, pro-, vided, of course, he is a man of a sensitive natare and truly loved the departed.

At weddings I have done fairly. Entering the bouse in party costume, I congratulate tho happy couple, and what more natural than that the bridegroom should seise upon my timid suggestion that he made his new wife a useful and ornamental present Sometimes it happens that the bride was possessed of the article before her marriage, but I never show any annoyanee at that. If I can't convince her that the machine is out of date, or worn out, and that the one I represent is superior in every respect, I display no annoyance, and "never do I, under any circumstances, act rudely

I have found another thing very efficacious in disposing of my wares. A sprained ankle, and a foil before a residenoe where there are young ladies at the window. I lie moaning in my pain, and am carried into the house. The rest depends upon my address, and I know of only'two instances in which I have foiled.

I never resort to the dodge of some agents—that of leaving a machine at the house and endeavoring to force it upon the family. I do not consider such an action proper. I know a trick worth two of that. Irlcan gain surreptitious entrance to a house at about dusk. I walk straight to the dining room, where the family is at supper ov dinner, and, courteously apologizing to the head of the bouse for my intrusion, admonish him that I have been watching two sus-picious-looking characters for some time, and that I Just saw them enter the house.

I suggest a rigid search, and offer to accompany the family through the house. I insist on visiting every room, and thus I discover whether or not there is a machibe on the premises. Upon onr return to the parlor, we enter into pleasant conversation, and I relate Incidents of burglary and robbery until every one is interested, and when I have become pretty well acquainted I introduce the subjeat of sewing machines. I have in this way sold 133 machines, and have foiled but forty times.

All these things I have dene in the most delicate fashion, never impertinently or Impolitely, and I challenge any person with whom I have bad dealings to fasten upon me one indelicate action. I have never been arrested, and have never been shot at but twice, and then under the impression that I represented another machine, and in both instances I sold a machine to the man who shst at me.

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CURIOSITIES OF LANGUAGE Tho Hindoos are said to have no word for friend." The Italians have no word for "humility." The Russian dictionary gives a word the definition of which is not to have enough buttons on your footman's waistcoata second means to kill over sgalna third, "to earn by dancing." The Germans call a thimble a "finger-hat," which it certainly ia and a grasshopper a "hay-borne." A glove with them is a "hand-shoe." showing that they wore shoes before gloves. The French, strange to say, have no verb "to stand," nor can a Frenchman speak of kicking" any one. The nearest ap-

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he, in fail* politeness, makes to It, to threaten to "give a blow with his foot," the same thing probably, to the recipient in either case, but It seems to want the directness, the energy of our "kick." The terms "up stairs" and "down stairs" are also unknown in French.

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MISS BROOKS, of Northfield, Vermont, recently horsewhipped a fellow named Kelley, eighteen years old, for throwing an obscene publication into her sleigh.

GOING MARKET,

How Women Perform-DifflmU Ope* •«-, r- -t 1 «**»».-

[From the St Louis Olobe.l You will notice they, are guided by rules and fixed) laws. Firsthand foremost, they attend tim meat market.. There is not a, woman in aJ I the ass *m- 5 blage who would.hearta the suggestion that she purchased her vegetables first. It may be that hor wav to the IN eatstalls the attratftUus of a poultry.-*1 and will catch her-eye and obliterate from her mind all piroonceived notions of a roast. But if if he succeed In pacing thev poultry, you will find her prodding uer fingers into the various "rounds" upon the bloek, and until she has driven tuat particular nr»pri'et«r h^lf wild'nothing can seduce ben attention from, him and,' his wares.

Loudly and tpngL does she oommont' upon the

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her contempbttion. Over and attain aha* turnsto-hei*eo«Hpanion, and points out some defect h» the brevet stehk.or ttio embryo chop, convincing herself and, every other woman around her, that a, oentapound less is roaliy all the thing 4a-wotm before God andman. It Blatters nothing how many varieties are •shown her, nor whattheirintrinsip valuo ,may be,, the vaiuo of their detecia is always a cent a pound, and a modgrn Ha-, gar ia a wilderness of beef, she-Eefuses, comfort on any other basis. 1-$ nerad-, venture, she conviijcqtb tJ|e daaler by lamentation and iujlucement that ahe hath offered all it is worth, and if, pereb*noe, he be willing to coiitide unto her the custody of the viand foufco.many shekels or scrip as she may *fffir. than we discover she has secured an "elegant bargain, and so cheap, too, yarn, know."

The ouestion of potatoes uext thrills her sotu. There breathes not under the. broad blue canopy of higli heaven a woman who would sandwich any purchase between hev meat ajid benaota^X'S. By every instinct of her nature and every element of her education, potatoes follow meat as iturally as. one goose follows another, when tboy seek their homes in tho lengthening shadows of the twilight. BA* to her mind there ia a vast difference between the meat man and the potato, man. She would no inorc attempt upon the latter the wiles she practiced upon the former, than ahe would of stuffing her potatoes and nxaphing her meat.

Unto him of the Murphies she eomes like the ghost of the Dane, whose ear

his death, and hints a» diu&ly. avails him nothing that he asseverates that "Them is the cneapeat pecUUers in the market she knows a uiag,.an indefinite man, who keeps around tho corner, as such men always. do,.aud who sells a much better article of potatoes at muoh cheaper rates. Ho Ip skeptical as to the existence of aqy such mat, but ahe solemnly avers ahe "seeu him a minit agone," and oft goesanicKol from the price formerly charged. Butter next, and then the rest ot the melange of a well-ordered dinner.

One after another they cotue, oach with the same views that harassed her predecessor, and all with the same idea of cheapening down and securing good bargains. And why should we laugh at them? To these people a oentapound on meat or butter, a nickel on a few potatoea, amounts to something. To them every nickel has its meaning and its value, every cent its plaoe in the grand whole of their domestic economy aud well will they fight and work to save even a fraction here and there, lest by paying more they suffer in the want of something they really neod.

And now they come down one side and up tho other. At each stall tnoy stop to inspect, and at every ouo they inquire the price of something. You see them purchasing odds and ends that you, gentle friend, would never dream of, but these people have some good use for them or they would nover carry them. You find them thick about the fruit stands, but there they seldom purohase. You find them thick before stalls whose articles are clear beyond their pecuniary reach, but it seems same satisfaction to them to look around and inquire the values they do nothing that repays tho huckster for his time in answering their questions.

But here comes a representative of an-, other class. Fresh, young, lately married and with exalted views of ner capacity as a housekeeper one of these nice Utile girls, who always buy anew pocketbook with tho first money they get and then make up their minds to bo economical. Evidently she intends to live cheaply, for she has passed the poultry stand with firmly compressed lips and eyes aakanoe, ana ahe marches upon the meat stalls In good order. Quickly is her measure taken and most unmercifully la she fleeced by the bowing butcher, who charges her all ho has lost by

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revious sales, and aells ber something could sell no one else at a price no one else would pay for the boat. bo can exhibit.

And from one stall to another she goes, swindled at all. buying forty cent butter paying fifty cents, and everything and else on the same principle, comforting herself poor little Innocent soul, with the reflection that she has done remarkably well, and hasn't spent one unnecessary niokel. Never mind, it is better to be pretty and inexperienced than old a and hardened, and who wouldn't pay' more the privilege of being a young married woman who ian'l up to the villainies of the world, than an ancient, and mildly beautlfbl dame who know it all.

GOOt) lIINT8 FOI$#VER YDOB T. The way to get credit is to bo punctual the way to preseavf it is not to.nse it much. Settle often have short aoaount*. Trust no man's appearance appearances are deceitful, pechapf assumed, for the purpose of obtaining credit. Be waro of gaudy exteriorsf rogues usually dress well. The rich are plain trust him, if any one, who, carries but Ifttle on nia back. Nevea trust, him who flies into a: passion of being donned, but make bisa

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iy if there be any virtue in the Whenever you meet a man who is fond of argument, you will meet one profouadly ignorant of the operations ef the hnman heart. Mind your ewn affairs. Let all the errors you sec In other management suggest correctness in your can, —ss.

A wo*AX lecturer says that man's in-t humanity io man can not compare in severity with woman1* "inhumanity'* to woman.