Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 7, Number 39, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 24 March 1877 — Page 1

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Vol. 7.—No. 39,

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

SF.r.OND

ENCOURAGEMENT.

BSSPKCTITU LLY IUSCBIBKD TO CAPT. C. H. A.

comrade, have yon ever In

Your1

let

me oflrr you a consolation,

With tendereat chiding point to a reminder, A sympatheilc soothing lor yonr desolation. 0s* heart there was whose lowest, gentlest

Wru'nit from the winds an echoing groan, The angels' voices plaintively replying.

TOe?£STmanes

green branches waved to

Here our'Sfgh^rlfSt put on our sorrow Here was the holy sacrifice complete rTnftuhe bitter inoCkef of the morrow,

When Ho should be uplifted, plerctd In hands and feet. For yon and me his bloody perspiration

For^US He wept, until the dawn of day.

For

vou and me Hiss uHerlng spirit soared AwhUe from that rough, rocky tenement

Oh. downcast heart, when

Think you that lonely struggle In the dark,

Could be repeated here by you or me

Now this our comfort: That great heart

StllLour Kmanuel "condescendsto be Still to each burden-bearer blessing gives I know it, for mj Havloor comforts me.

tbe

hoped

'vii

EDITION.

[For the Mall

Y°NR

Thought that of sufferers you were the chief? Have yoa Imagined thavjt could true No one had ever Sorrowed as No doubt, airtld your deep and bitter yearn-

pwsionate spirit's strongest anger

Yoa have supposed that never human heart Attained to youra in depth of pain and smart .. That never misery of inftn could go Unto tbe leug oi yoar unutterea woe.

Dear friend, my friend, than whom none e'er was kinder, Oh

te™$^vtofIflplne'

Hemember what the Son of Mary felt.

Was ever sorrow likened unU mine rn we endure what Me did, as He

A. M. Q.

Town-Talk.

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T. T. bai seldom had his heart more deeply moved than it was last Sunday witnessing the scone of one hundred persons uniting with the charch. It is no common sight to see old men and women, boys and girls Innocent of vice —and those who bad been deep in the worst vices, those having been long attendants upon churoh services, and those who until recently seldom or never darkened tbe door of any church,

sons and daughters of religious parents, an 1 the sans aad daughters of the irreligious, business men and their wives—it 1»

common sight to see

a hundred such representations of all classes standing together to take upon themselves publioly, the vows of a Christian. It touched the heart of T. T, and he is not ashamed to say that it moistened his eyes, too. And it set him to peering forward into the future, or trying to do so. H® wondeied if all thoae who stood there, feeling so tenderly toward each other, would oontinue to do so, in the years to come. Will they all feel a peculiar interest in eaeb other in the days and years to come, because tbey were of the same company that entered churoh together? T. T.

it would be so, and his hope was

not a faint one. If they shall always feel thus tenderly toward each othor T. T. could but think what a bappy greeting each could receive from the others gone before when they should come to the Pearly Gates beyond tbe life here.

T. T. wondered if all would prove faithful. As^he scanned their faces, tbe elder and the younger, he saw not one that did not seem In dead earnest. He believes that every one meant to keep tho vows made, and he would fain believe that not one will fail. No doubt the truly religious lite is the happiest life, the most satisfactory life, and yet

there

oomo times when It is very bard net to think that some forbidden sweets are better 'than those permitted. The old colored auntie asked prayers for her sister, who had been a christian but had stopped by the way to pick flowers. T. T. wondered if any of these would loi tor by tbe way to plok flowers when they should be pushing on.

If any should fall, T. T. wondered if the others would really try to help.them upon their feet again. He could but wonder If they wero all so thoroughly regenerated that, unlike the wcrkl generally, they would never whisper to

each

other of tho faulty mistakes, sins of one of their number, but would first go kindly and in love to tbe offending one. It is going to be pretty hard for them all to go just right always and everywhere. Present circumstances are favorable, but tho real work of the christian life, that which will try its strength and test lfa value, Is yet to oome. Each will need all the aid which all the others can give. Will they get it? T. T. hopes so, and folly believes that Mich so Intends now.

And as for tbe churches, which, with tears of joy have openod wide their doors to welcotne these new member*, rejoicing not only in the salvation of these, but rejoicing also, as it was meet they should, in the increase of strength that' has come to themselves, T. T. tried to penetrate the future and see if these older members would keep the vows which they made. Would none of them i*f

overlook suspiciously upon the new comers? Would they have that charity which "believeth all things, hopeth mil things"—believeth all good and nothing evil, unless compelled to do so, and hopeth for the best things? Would they go to them to tell them of faults and dangers before they went-to anybody else to tell about tbem?

If these, young and old, prove faithful T. T. tried to see what changes would be wrought in the future. But he could only faintly grasp these. He saw those who had lived the butterfly life settling down to earnest useful work, doing good and being good. He saw those heretofore going down and dragging others with them, going up and helping others up also. He saw businesi heretofore conducted for the gain that could be secured for the Individual, now purified of all doubtful practices, and conducted with an eye to usefulness as well as gain. He saw homes made happy, faults corrected, and when still manifested, more patiently borne with children more filial brothers and sisters more patient and self-denying husbands and wives more forbearing and helpful parents more tender towards their children and all. relations of life purified, sweetened and made channels of greater joy and good. He saw better children, better brothers and sisters, better husbands and wives, better business men, better citizens, better voters, better civil office holders—people bettor in all relations of life. Is thi9 the kind of religion that was professed last Sunday T. T. believeB that it U. Ho believes that to a very great extent those will be the results flowing from It. If he is not mistaken then that Sunday marks an era in the history of this community, as well as of the churches and the individuals.

T. T. also wondered if those who united with the different churches would, in tbe future, become so much more churchly than religious, as to feel it necessary to fight each other rather than fight the devil, or to pull each other down rather than help each other, up. An era of good feeling between tho churches has existed here during the months past. In fact tbe churches of Terre Haute have generally been noted for their harmony between themselves. Still, while on tbe outside all has been harmony, there has often been a strong undercurrent of suspicion and jealousy, a fear lest one should outdoor outgrow another, or get some members that another wanted. This has cropped out now and vh«n, in some pretty sharp criticisms. T. T. wondered whether these bands who. united with tbe different churches, were to be first and above all Baptists, Congregatlonalists, Methodists and Presbyterians, qr first and foremost Christians—Christians loving and working for their respective churches in all honorable and Christian ways, but loving and working through their own churches and with the other churches for the one Lord and Master. Will the fanoes between these different pastures be kept so low and open that the sheep can run back and forth' at will, and those looking on from tbe outside hardly be able to see that there Is more than one flock, one large one Instead of a dozen small ones fenced off from each other? It Isn't very hard to go back and forth now, and tbe new members of the flocks, and some of the older ones, feel nearly as much at home In one pasture as tbe other. Will they always keep on these friendly terms? T. T. hopes so. __________

Husks and Nubbins.

xJNo. 846. ___

PHASES OF HUMAN NATURE.

Said a man the other day: "T once thought all men were honest, but I have come to tbe couclusion now that none aro." Tbe man had been deceived in some special cases and generalized too hastily. There are some honest people yet and a good many of tbem too, but one does make ssd discoveries now and then of dishonesty and hypocrisy. It Is really wonderful how men look out for their own interests and how ready they are to sacrifice tbe public good for self. For instance, when the bill to fix the maximum rate of interest at eight per cent, was on its passsge in the House, recently tbe country members uniformly voted against it, not because it was not specially calculated to benefit the farming community, but, (so it is said,) because these particular men happened to be to some extent In the money-len-ding business themselves. And so, Instead of acting for the best interest of those who had sent them there to make wise laws for the State, tbey chose to convert the power thus delegated to them Into an lustrument for subserving their private Interests. It Is bard to believe that men could be moved to such a gross, violation of their duty for so small a consideration and yet It la hard to escape the conclusion that such motives did influence tbem. —Take another instance. The writer knows a man who was, and is yet, head and ears and heart and soul in the greenback delusion. Meet him where you would, he was, in season and out of season, extolling tbe glory of tbe green

back, apostrophizing the woes of the working men and imprecating curses on the guilty beads of bond-holders and capitalists. He could scarcely find words strong enough to express his horror of those narrow-souled men who grind the faces of the poor by lending them money at exorbitant rates of interest. He is a capitalist himself—a rich man—a money-lender—and for that reason these sentiments seemed the more honorable to him. But loi it subsequently turned out that this same apostle of justice and equity among men, was himself a lender of money at twelve per cent, interest, and had procured the notes given therefore to be so skillfully prepared as to show only the legal rate of interest on their face. Worse thsn that the money was losned to a couple of poor girls, (as be well knew) who were obliged to borrow it in order to save a small piece of real estate left tbem by their deceased father. Subsequently he was asked to buys part of the property so that with the proceeds of the sale, the girls might be able to pay off the debts and save tbe rest, and he touchlngly illustrated the doctrine of brotherly love be bad been so loudly proclaiming by offering for tbe whole piece less than half of it was worth. But he goes on preaching against the "money kings" as of old. What a funny world It Is!

Why Is it that the mention of a young person who writes poetry always excites a smile—especially if it be a young man I suppose there are several reasons for it. 1. Because it is generally thought that a young person who writes poetry is not good for much else. 2. Because there is a universal suspicion that his poesy will pale Its Ineffectual fires before that of Homer and Byron and, 3. Because there is a very wide spread belief that versifying is not the swiftest method of acquiring a competency. But all these are reasons thst ought to provoke sigh rather than a smile, for it is really a sad thing when a young man in narrow circumstances is forced to the conclusion that be has the gift of poesy. He is too proud and heroic to give up, and admit that his genius has been smothered to death by reason of his poverty. His spirit rebels rather and he vows that he will follow his favorite phantom whether the world encourages or ridicules him. There is nothing sadder than the twelve years silent work of Hawthorne in the old town of Salem. Silently he spun his weird and delicate fancies into those wonderful tales and sent them floating out upou the great world, waiting and longing Tor some word of recognition and encouragement to come back to him in his lonely solitude. And It did come at last, but who can conceive what that strange, sensitive msn suffered throughout those long, weary years of misgiving and doubt! Look at tbe Bronte sisters. Not seldom has a genius for letters proved a oalamity to the possessor while a blessing to the world. The literary instinct at onoe renders its victim keenly alive to the luxuries of wealth and plunges him into the most squalid poverty. If he be fortunate by birth, like Prescott and Buokle, he may bo the happiest of men but if his only patrimony is the splendid Intellect and sensitive soul of Burns or Shelley, he is a likely candidate for long term of misery. For the very qualities of mind required to write a poem or a tale are exactly such as unfit their possessor for practical pursuits, snd by praotical pursuits I mean any of the aetive occupations which bring a man into oontact and conflict with his fellows, either in the professions! or business world. Therefore it is no light matter for a ycung person to decide, that he or she is "a born poet," and such an one ought to bo spoken of by his Mends rather with tbe melancholy tone that would be induced by his having fellen into grave moral obliquities,—as for instanoe having embesxled the funds ofa sewing machine company—than with a snail* of careless levity.

Soxn-HiKa ofa little heroine lis tittle Nettie Darwood, eight years of ago. Sunday night, while her father was conducting services in the Centenary churh, adjoining the parsonage, and all tbe family except her little brother, wore in church, a couple of burglars en* tered the house. On entering tbe children's sleeping room, Nettie swoke, and partially rose up in bed. "Hist!" said ono of tbe men, "that girl's awake."

No," said tbe other, die's only dreaming" but to make sure, he passed his rough bands over ber face. Little Nettie realizing the situation, and fearing for ber own and little brother's life, feigned sleep, and the men went on with their search. They found little value to carry away. Money seemed to bo the object of their search. The children remained quiet until Mr. Darwood returned, but of course it was too late to catch tho rogues.

098 week from next Monday evening —tbe next evening after Easter, tbe St. Joseph's Total Abstinence Society will give a ball at Dowling Hall. Toute'a full quadrille band will make tho music, and the excellent young gentlemen having tbe affair In charge is assurance of a bappy gathering.

TERRE HAUTE, IND., SATURDAY EVENING, MARCH 24,1877. Price Five Ceatt

Arnmnsxt Monday the Express announces an issue every day in the week.

IT wont be long until we will all be doing our level bast to enrich the ice cream man.

FOR the accommodation of workingmen and others the post office is now kept open until sight o'clock in tbe evening. •OUR livery men find the present dull season welcome one, ss their teams afe needed to haul their earnings to the bank vaults.

HUDNUT Co. contemplate establishing a huge hominy mill at Evaosville. It will not interfere with their big establishment in this city. vt 14^

IT is hsrrowing to tbe soul of sensitive msn to see the multitude oi legal representatives who find no more profitable way of employing themselves than hanging aronnd courts.

MARRIAGE LICENSES. The following marriage licenses have been issued since our last report

Benlamin T. Fie her and Mary A. Fran els. William

It.

Bentley fciftl Mary V. Carson.

William O. Gardner and Mary £. Barnes.

THE colored people in the revivsl meetings in their two churches sre keeping psce with their white brethren. About one hundred will be baptized in the river as soon as the weather moderates.

THE Independents meet to-night in tbe several wsrds to nominate candidates for councilmen, snd to appoint delegates who are to meet next Saturday evening for consultation and to fix a time for holding a convention.

WHAT business has a woman to wear a trail a yard long to a place of amusement, or any other public gathering—let it drag when she is coming out, and then look daggers at the poor, unfortunate, who is so wretched as to be behind her and can't help treading on It at every step?

EVERY church should be placarded with tbe following notice: "Coughing may be prevented by pressing on the nerves of tho lips in the neighborhood of the nose, by pressing in tbe neighborhood of the ear, and by pressing very bard on the top of the mouth." Dr. Brown Sequard

Bays

so.

THE successof tbe Saturday evening socials of the Baptist Church, has prompted the youtig ladies and gentlemen of the Congregational church to go and do likewise, and the first of a series of Saturday evening socials will be held in the parlors of that church this evening.

MR. BEKCHKR'S idea of the "ministry Of wealth" is illustrated in the fact that immediately after his lecture here he went to Indianapolis In a special train, at a cost of seventy-five dollars—solely that he might have a good night's rest, and cot be disturbed in his morning nap fc-

IT msy bo noted ss a coincidence that iu 1812, when Mr. Beecher visited this city, and assisted in a revival, a few over one hundred persons were taken into the Congregational church—and now after a lapse of thirty-five years, on tbe Sunday previous to his return one hundred persons are again admitted to tbe church. s:-i

ON Tuesday night, as Deacon Ryce was coming down the Opera House stairs he wss Jostled in quite rough manner, as he supposed by the unmannerly crowd. He disoovered the cause, on finding that his pocket book, containing 9280, had been tsken. Tbe picked pocket was in his pants, over which was closely buttoned bis under and overcoat.

THE fate of John Grady must bo recorded as a terrible example—a warning to people that if they swesr to the truth tbey most stick to it—and if tbey swear to a lie they most stick to that. Recently John was called before tbe grand jury and testified that he bought liquor from the unlicensed Willism Hesse, paying therefor tbe aum of five cents. When the case came into court he swore that he didn't do any sucb thing. Tbe court wouldn't stand any such foolishness. John was indicted, tried for perjury, and on Thursday sentenced to a term of two years in the penitentiary.

CONCERT AT CENTENARY. At Centenary Church, next Thursday evening, concert of vocal and instrumental music will be given. Tbe programme, published In another column. Indicates that it will be one of the best musical entertainments ever gtvea by home talent in this city, and tbe low price of admission—only twenty-five cents—will certainly fill tbe church to overflowing. Among other features will be introduced tbe Centenary Quartette that won the prize at tbe musical contest at Rockville, recently, and Mrs. Talbot, tbe sweet contralto singer of Evansvillo, will lend her aid. But the programme 1h another column speaks for itselt It will be a rr ssical treat well deserving of the most liberal patronage, aside from the worthy object for which it Is given.

THE feature of lastjSunday was the admission to the Congregational church of one hundred members—ninety on profession and ten by letter. It was a solemn and Impressive scene—this meeting st the altar of such a bdStof men and women, young and old, husbands and wives, parents and children, oonsecrating themselves to the author of their being. The church and platform was handsomely ornamented with flowers and green plsnte, the choir rendered the music effectively, the selections being exceedingly appropriate to the occasion, and the exercises, conducted by the pastor, were interesting throughout. Mr. Martin begins his ministry hers under the most favorable auspices.

People and Things.

The Detroit Free Press says: No one can tell who is President of Mexico, and 'nose of the Mexicans seems to care. What they want is fan.

According to French statistics for 1875, 152 men became lunatics through love, while the heads of only 87 women wen turned by the samp cause

Poor young men, "too proud to beg,* too honest to steal, msy bo interested in knowing that good apartmenta may bo rented in Paris for 960 per annum.

A Springfield, Massachusetts, man called upon the Lord to bless the Boston A

Albsny read If It stopped ru nnlng Sunday trains snd not otherwise. A rural editor in deecribing the oratorio of "Esther," beautifully ssys: "The swell died away In delicious suffocation, like one singing a sweet song under the bedclothes." i".

All the boys can appreciate this, as most of them have been there: A.

"The saddest words Of tongue or pea, I

tfrt She fooled me once. 1But she won't again."

'Did you think of me while you were gone?' tenderly asked a woman of her husband, who had just come back from Florida. He said he did—onoe. It was when he saw sn alligator's jaw.

An Indian agent in Dakota boasted openly of his gains during that corrupt period and making this pithy paraphrase of Perry: "We have met the Indians, and what was theirs is ours."

Queer comfort out on the frontier. A man writes to tbe Sibley, Nevada, Gazette "As we sit by our bright hay fire and think of men back in the timbered country who are obliged to haul wood in the cold weather, we're glad we escaped i.i,* •. ''ft jr, *2 such a dog's life."

He had been In the habit of making very frequent calls on a very agreeable lady of his acquaintance, and on entering her parlor one evening he said, "Well, Miss Sims, here I sm sgain, as regularly as the fever snd ague." "Oh, no," she said demurely, "That comes only evory other day." 'r -t

The first thing a young man does on seeing a friend with a new hat on is to take it off and serenely try it on his own head. When a young lady sses one of her scqusintances with a new bonnet on she just lifts her nose snd serenely wonders "where the thing got that fright."

Mr Moody keeps the reporters screened from the audience. And it is right. It is not in human cature to get up in meeting and say you freely forgive your foes, when right In rsnge of your vision are the men who persist in spelling your name wrong.—Turners Falls Reporter.

When the bill prohibiting the selling of pools, lotteries, and other gambling devices was before tbe Maine legislature an amendment waa offered to allow churches to indulge In ring cakes, grab bags, fish ponds, and other benevolent devicee at their fairs, Lut was defeated, and the bill passed. ..,

A Boston lswyer named Robinson uncommonly pious snd extremely high church, thinks it needful to sow seed by all waters, and so bss his note paper branded with scripture texts. The other day be had occasion to write for a favor from Chief Justice Gray, and he unluckily used a sheet headed, "Ye are all bought with a price." He didn't get it.

Sankey, while in Boston, stops at the hotel Brunswick. A pretty tune they must charge hymn.—New York Com. Adv. Perhaps he boards there on "time."—Norristown Herald. If he didn't get his rstions for mere song be would doubtless stay st hum.—St. Louis Journal. Re-ally we do not si but this hss gone too fa, sol lets rest.—HawkBye. Gentlemen, the tenor of your remarks air alto gether too base.—Torre Haute Mail.

If any man has heretofore failed to recognise the necessity of ssvlng, let him look around and observe tbe condition of men over fifty who are without means and seeking employment. No one will take them. "We can get plenty of young men, why take old

peo

ple say. "Why in the world do you keep that old fellow?" asked a hotel proprietor of his head waiter, who had retained a man past fifty, an excellent worker, In tbe plate room. This is the prevsillng feeling.

Mr. Lincoln was one day during the war called upon by a woman, who, pushing adds other visitors, made a very low oourtosy to the Preaident, and,' as gradually rising, began in a loud voice: "Mr. Lincoln, my grandfather fought in the Revolutionary war, my

father

fought in the war of 1812, I have a brother now fighing in the Federal army to put down this wicked rebel* lion, and I want a commission for my son." Mr. Linooln looked up with a smile. "Why, ma'am, you belong to a fighting a family. You have done your share. Go home and loam the arts ofj^ P««ce"

Feminitems.

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The ftineral ot aNew York apple wo-| man cost fSSO. Senator Withers, of Virginia, has elev-|§ on fair daughters.

The New Orleans Picayune calls Dr.fi Mary Walker a self-made man. Cardinal red begins to pale it ineffect-v ual Area before the new vagary of fashion.

The late Mrs. Trotter, of Cambria,"* Pennsylvania, being childless, reared^-twenty-nine poor orphans.

A Kentuoky bride wants a divorce^ because her husband deoeived her as to^ the number of real legs he happened to possess, f'h

Tbe chMiige' to the latest style o! lady'sf* hat is resdily sccomplished now ia simply unshipping the bustle and transferring it to tbe top of the wearer's hesd^r

An English female witness promptly^ defined courtahip to be "Looking at each other taking hold of each other's handa, and all that kind of things."^ Exactly so.

A young woman in Rochester, N. Y,^ has sued for dsmsges a man who kissed ber. man who can't kiss a woman without damaging her, ought to pay fo% his awkwardness.

Somebody remarks that young ladies look upon a boy as a nuisance until he is past tbe sge of sixteen, when he doubles in ^plue, like a meerschaum pipe, he is priceless.

A Tennessee girl took her soletttn" word that she'd either take the freckles off her face or take herself out of the world. The freckles stuck. The neighbors say she waa a girl of grit.

A Rochester womsn hss been arrested as indecent for appearing on tbe atreet in full evening coetuuie low neck and., short sleeves. But why more indecent on the street thsn in tbe ball-room, pray?

A correspondent of an Iowa paper aajs thst the girls in his neighborhood use blue glass lamp-flues through which scarcely any light passes, thinking it makes ths queetion pop sooner. No pops reported up to dste.

Ladies' dresses will fit more olosely thsn ever this spring. Their dresses will bo made so tight, indsed, thst lovely woman will lose ber last relic of superiority over man—she won't be sble to put her clothes on over her heed any more.—Burlington Hawkeye.

Ob, ma," exclaimed a stylish young miss: I can't go to tbe service afte* all, for I have no prayer book." "Why yea you have, daughter," ssid the mother whrre's the oostly one I gave you Christmas?" "Ob, thst one," replied the Miss, "I couldn'tcarry that, for it doesn't mstoh my dress st all I" And tbe poor girl had to remain away from the cburch privileges.

A young lady of Bellevue, Ohio, beta young man a kiss that Tilden would be elected—he to pay if Tilden won, she to psy if Hsyes wss elected. On the morning of the 8th he called and paid the bet on the 9th he called and took it baok. Thatovening she paid tbe bet.* Next morning she took it back, snd he paid then she paid, and he paid, and so they have been kept busy by the contradictory dlspstches ever since and to this dsy do not know thst the question hss been settled. Truly, in this case, "Ignorance is bliss."

Chicago's coroner in his annual report ssys: "Among last year's suicides there were unususlly many prostitutes, snd, be it said to the credit of these unfortunate outcasts from human society, that in no case where one of tbem bsd sought relief from the sgony of a life of shame in suieidsl dosth was tbe county Treasurer asked to pay tbe funeral expenses out of the people's money. I bsve frequently seen these women gather around tbe coffin of an unfortunate sister who bad sought and found eternal rest for her weary soul. With expressive silence do they tenderly decorate with flowers the inanimate form of their departed friend, but hardly ever have I seen tbem weep. Death seems less painful after livea like theirs, snd it is not difficult on such occasions to read in their weary countenances a regretful resignstion to their hopeless fete. Perhaps they think of the time when the sun of human happiness shone as brightly for them as for their more fortunste sisters, when with pure and maidenly hearts snd fond hopes they awaited tbe future, when they knew not what misery falls to tbe lot of those who travel tbe broad road of sin." ?,