Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 8, Number 3, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 14 July 1877 — Page 2

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THR PEOPLE.

TERRE HAUTE, JULY 14, 1877.

ON BOW-SHOOTING.

To the Editor of The Mail:

I have been reading the Interesting papers of Maurice Thompson in Scrib net's and Harper's magazines for July, and have seldom been more delighted. 1 doubt not that many lovers of nature and of rural recreations have been interested in these admirable articles, but I wish to criticise them on a few trifling points, and also to offer some suggestions.

First, as to the criticisms: Mr. Thompson in the preparation of the manu scripts for these magazines should have been more careful with respect to the illustrations. In one of the piotures in Scribner, poitraylng the archer shooting at a woodpecker, the man was drawn on the electrotype as he should have been in the print thus a reverse of the intended detail is produced, showing him as holding the oow in his right hand and discharging the arrow with bis left. Then In the picture showing the sportsman shooting upward, the arrow is held on the right side of the bow, which I greatly barn at oor at ten paces.

In the descriptions of the apparatus, Mr. Thompson fails to mention the depressions which should be cut near the base of the arrow, to allow a firm gi by the fingers. If amateurs were to follow his directions literally, they would no doubt soon become weary of the sport and throw away the bow altogether. Furthermore, our author speaks of gluing the feathers to the shaft. This is not the fashion of the Indians. They wind fine sinews around the ends of the three feathers, passing them also around the shaft of the arrow. The glue, I should think, would soon give way when wetted by the dew in the grass in an early morning, whieh is the best time for all kinds of game. I would like also to mention that sinew is the very best bow-string to be found. The heavier violin string, wetted and then driod again, will answer when the sinews can not be had. These strings which the Indians use so universally are taken from the strong muscles overly ing the spine of the Buffalo. They are as strong as steel wire, and can be divided so finely that the squaws make admirable thread from them.

I would like to see an archery club formed in Terre Haute. Young men •who are tired of croquet, and too humane to slaughter birds by wholesale with shot-gnns, should read the attractive writings of Maurice Thompson and see what can be done. The capital required would be about the same as the cost of a good croquet set, so that bowshooting does very well for "hard times" sport. Those who are skeptical as to the possibilities of the bow and arrow, remembering only the unfeathered hickory sticks with which their youthful fingers played, will -be surprised at the accuracy with which a well-feathered and correctly weighted arrow flies to the mark. Let us have an archery club.

Graphic Description of a Bathing Scene al Cape May.

Cape May is one of the most delightful summer resorts of the East. The waves there are higher, and they dash upon the hard white beach with far mare force than at Newport or Long Branch, which only adds to the health-giving qualities of the water, and to tho.general amusement.

7-"*?

correspondent of the New York

Times gives the following piquant description of a bathing scene he recently witnessed there, which we know will be relished by readers:

To-day I saw a young man and woman come timidly out of the bathing houses to go into the surf. She was slender, graceful and fair: he was strong limbed and rather stout. Evidently they had only been a short'time married. This wsa so apparent that they were watched with more than ordinary interest by the idlers on the beach. Daintily Bbe picked her way over the •ands to the edge of the sea timidly, and with the winning graoe and gentleness of a young fawn, she clung to the arm whicn was to protect her in health and in sickness, upon the deep as well as upon the land. He seemed to leel the full weight of the responsibility be had assumed^and with tender care and words of encouragement be guided her toward the waves. At length they stood upon the edge the indashing surf reached almost to their feet, but still her pretty gray flannel bathinrsnit was dry and unspotted, and the bright red trimmings caught and threw back the clear rays of the summer sun. So they stood for a moment she with her hand resting confidingly in his, be looking bravelylnto her upturned and half frighten

So striking "was the picture that one oould easily imagine tbey had just turned from the altar, and were about to throw themselves into that other far more dangerous whirlpool, that men call life. Of oourse, the mans persistence overcame the woman's fear, and thev dashed into the turf together. Then all at once the picture changed. They parted company, and he, 'braying all and fearing naught,' rushed forward into the waves. For a moment he rode them manfully, and his little partner,

SPARE THE ROD.

Bob Ingertoll Pitied the JPfeer Ohxld and

Said Ingersoll, in his California lecture: The children of povertyl My heart bleeds when I think of them the children simply covered by a rag the children of famine aud of starvation the children of drunkenness and the children of crime, flotsam and jetsam upon the wild, rude sea of life the children in alleys the children that crouch in corners when they hear the unsteady step of a drunken brute of a father the children, little babies, with drinking mothers the children, too, of the rich. that have no liberty—these little children that are crashed, that are trampled upon that are frightened. I pity them all from tbe bottom of my heart. What right have you to tyranize over a child? I have very little respect for a man that cannot govern a child without brute force. Think of whipping children! Why, they say that children tell lies. Yes, cowardice is the mother of liestyranny is the father of lies. Suppose a man who is as much larger than you as you are larger than a five-year-old child

five-year-old

will hold

Slug Seven.

IN THE SURF.

Bland

ing knee-deep in the bright water, looked upon him with admiration, not uumixed with a satisfaction that comes of assured possession. But, as has been the case with stronger men. bis glory was short lived. A billow higher ana more powerful than any that bad gone before—what is known as 'a Cape May ripple'—dashed full against hi in be struggled, lost bis balance, was lifted off his wet, and splashing, dashing, throwing his arms and legs about wfldiv and helpless*!y. be was thrown sprawling at (he feet of the little lady whom a moment before be bad been patronizingly urging to pat her trust in him and fear nothing. 'So pride must ever have a fall.' The young woman was equal to the occasion, what American gtrl is not? Tbe receding wave was about to carry the ventnreeomc young gentleman back into the sea in whicn he professed to be ao much at home be was still sprawling —it to the only word—and catching wildly at tbe sands, struggling to regain his feet, when she, stooping down, quietly but quickly caught hia bathing shirt firmly in both her bands and bed fast till the wave bad gone back. Then he jumped to hia feet, and she, woman like, when he waa no longer in danger, gloried in his downfall, aodnaid, with a pretty toss of her dark brown curls, •There, I told you so what did yon want to go out so tar tor, fooilah follow.' ..Vv

ohild

should come at you with a pole in his hand: 'Who broke that plate?' You would tremble your knees would knock together, and you wonld swear you never saw the plate, or that it was cracked when you got it.

Think of a member of the Board of Exchange whipping one of his children for prevaricating. Think of a lawyer

ig his own flesh and blood because he evaded the truth. Think of a dealer

beati

in stocks punishing his ohild for setting afloat false reports. What an inconsistency!

Think of it! If you should hereaf

ter whip your child I wish you could have a photograph taken when doing so, with brows oorrugated with anger, vonr cheeks red with wrath, aud the little child shrinking, trembling, crouching, begging! If this child should happen to die, wouldn't It Je sweet in the autumn, when the maple leaves are turning to o!d, and when the scarlet vines run ike a sad regret out of the earth— wouldn't it be delightful to go aud sit on the inouud that covered the flesh that you had beaten, and look at the photograph of yourself In the act of whipping that child? Now think of it think of it and if all I say to-night will save one blow from the tender flesh of infancy, I am more than paid.

FASHIONABLE SUICIDE. [St. Louis imes.] Mistress Fashion has also decreed a tight glove for the hand and a compress for the foot. It prevents the free flow ef the blood, causes discomfort and injury. No matter if the hand calls for No. or 7, a glove half size less may be used, ana Is used in a multitude of cases. It can be pulled, pushed and stretched until fairly adjusted the palm of the hand is folded almost together the round, fat wrist puffs np, but a stout hairpin will settle that. 'This glove has got to be buttoned, if I never get to church,' said a young girl just taking her first society lessons—a persistency worth abetter service. After both hands are thus imprisoned, there is nothing left but to hold them in position, for they

nothing else, as they are

rendered useless. Ladies sit for hours in this wny the blood pressed

hurt, and

away

from the extremities—where? Toward the brain and heart. Said a lady just returned from a walk 'I am so glad to get into a wrapper my dress hurts, and my gloves

lam tired

foot must

suffer

this

unequal war,

Too small shoes are purchased with the assurance that they will stretch, the voice of the shopkeeper prevailing over the voice of wisdom. Cold feet and painful Bwellingsand an ungraceful carriage are the result. A lady artist said to me: 'My hand is large I cannot help it—it is the result of constant practice. No very small or delicate hand can render the themes of the grand old masters of song.' Just then her servant brought In ajar of fruit, which she could not unloose, but our fair lady, with one twist of tbe trained hand, that had been expressing silent notes in enchanting strains of sound, removed the cover. Oh. I think that a grand hand. A friend tells me of a beautiful lady in this city whose arms were paralyzed from the use of what is called 'Flake White,' a face powder in common use. She left it off, and is well and better looking without it. This evil is widespread, and endangers life hair dyes produce violent pains in the head, injure the brain and are sure in time to produce paralysis and death. As If there were not enough suffering in in life. It is pitlfuL

INFLUENCE OF WOMEN. Winwood Reade, an English traveler, pays the following tribute to the frank intercourse of American women:

A curious and charming feature in Harvard College life, is the presence of young ladies, who, without false modesty or ftear, frequent the grounds and mingle with the students. In America are none of those barriers which in Europe divide and tantalize the sexes. Boys and girls are sent to the same schools, and from their earliest childhood are familiarized to one another. Whether it is owing to this continual companionship, annihilating instincts, and stifling romantic and dangerous illusions, or the facility of early marriage, or the severity of public opinion, or tbe influeuce of climate,or tbe superior education which women receive, and which endows them with dignity and self-res sect, or a combination of all these causes, .t would be difficult to say but this at least can be affirmed, that there is no country in the world where less suffering is caused by tbe weakness of women and tbe sensual selfishness of men.

FOR

PERNICIOUS READING BO FA The country is flooded with boys' magazines which appeal to their love of bravery aud courage, feelings, which, if rightly molded, are honorable, but which too ofleu lead them to deity as heroes those who are simply brutes and villains. Take np any of those books and you will find they all run in the same groove. One day we have the picture of a white man scalping an Indian, a second day of an Indian scalping a white man, and tbe third of a white man and an Indian scalping each other. Boy des peradoes and bravos, youthful adventurers wandering across prairies or sailing over foreign seas, hair breadth es

brain is set ail rv with this constant whirl, and some fine day a formerly quiet youth fills his pockets with bis Blotter's Hard-earned savings and steals away from borne in the early dawn, fortunate if he brings up in aotna friendly police station instead of sin king gradually into vice and becoming a miserable outcast. vj ==5=5=:

NATIONAL, SOT PARTISAN (Memphis Avalanche.) Tbe president's "policy" hi strong in tbe soutn because it is not recognized as a partisan but a national policy.

TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENIJN Or

An Old Offender.

When Carl Binkley, the private detective of the Macaoheok Air Line Company led Courtney Tenny to Ibe altar, he shavdd his faoe until uo hirsute appendage save a fine blonde raustaohe remained thereon. This whim prevented his recognition by several acquaintances on the day of his wedding, and he and bis bride enjoyed more than one outburst of merriment at their expense.

Tbe wedding tour planned by "Blnk," as the employ®®8

antl

ofllcers of the road

familiarly oalled hlin, promised to prove quite extensive, and the directors placed a palaoo car at his disposal.

But be preferred, and so did his bride, to travel like the rest of the people, and on the afternoon of the wedding day, they stepped on board the train a:nld the good byes of a host of relatives and friends. They expected to reach their destination at one o'clock the following morning, and for the sake of Courtney, who baa a horror of sleeping coaches, the bridegroom rofnsed an offer from Scott, the conductor.

As the train rolled westward, the sun sank to rest, and the night stars peeped out again in the sky. It was a beautiful mid- Autumn nlgbt, and the cool breeze ever and anon blew the yellow leaves against tho windows of tbo coaches. 'Carl, what If an old offender should board the train—I mean a man for whom you have been looking?'

The detective looked down into the smiling face of his newly made wife and smiled himself. •Well, I don't know what I would do, Courtney,' he answered, 'but I suppose I would arrest him, take him to prison, and let you finish our wedding tour alone.' 'How

jolly

that would be!' Courtney

laughed. 'I really wish such an event would occur. I should be rid of y#u at least for a time, and I'd have the jolliest wedding tour ever written of.' 'I'd like to see you touring it alone with your three trunks, and groomless!' replied Carl,as the brakeman opened tbe door and shooted "Bloomfleld at the top of his lungs.

At the

almost

deserted station of the

iulaud town the train stopped long enough to permit two men to board it, and seat themselves in the car that bore the newly wedded pair.

The new passengers were tolerably well dressed, and passably good looking. They occupied one seat a short distance behind the detective, and almost directly beneath the lamp, that afforded a miserable light.

A detective is constantly watching human faces, and after a while he reads them as he would read an open book. Thus it was with Carl Binkley.

When the two men entered the car his eyes were upon them, and followed them to their seat.

By and by the conductor collected their fare, and the detective followed him from the car. •Where are those fellows going?' he asked* •To Terre Haute,' was the reply. 'Do they strike you unfavorably?' 'Moderately so,' said Blnk. 'Send a man in to trim tbe lamp above them.'

Then the detective returned to his bride who

thought

out.'

also

The

that something strange was

going on, and a minute later a brakeman entered and proceeded to trim the light in the coach.

Binkley did not appear to watch the two men but nevertheless his eyes were upon them, and before they moved back into a shadier seat he had spotted one, if not both. 'Courtney, I am afraid your wish is about to come true,' he whispered to bis

She looked up surprised at the solemnity of his manner. 'Why, Carl?' •An old offender has boarded the train,' he replied, 'and it is my duty to attend to him. I am certain ol my roan, though I have not seen him for two years, aud his face, smooth then, is bearded now. Jack Hawk has repeatedly committed depredations on our line, and we can send him to the penitentiary with ease. But you see, Courtney, you must catch a man before you hang hiin, and according to this truism, Jack has escaped punishment. I must attend to hi in, save the companv further losses, and put several hundred dollars in my own pocket. He suspects nothing yet, I believe. I think he nas not recognized me, and I have no doubt that, his companion Is an old offender like himself.'

The young wife heard her husband through, and then with wifely fear asked: 'Is be a dangerous character, Carl?' •Well, yes,' was the reply, 'but he's one of those fellows who submit gracefully when they see great odds against them. Of course I shan't attempt the arrest alone. I'll go forward and see tbe bovs In the express car. Do you watch Jack while I am gone, Courtney. If he has recognized me, which is not likely, as I do not think he has seen me more than twice, he may attempt to play one of his tricks. Here, and Courtney felt a small revolver dropped into her hand. •Do not attempt to use this unless you think that he is going to escape. Ho'a up to all kinds of tricks, and I consider him the shrewdest rascal outside of prison.' •Courtney's band trembled a little when she bid the weapon in her pocket, and Carl rose and carelessly left tbe oar. •We're booked for Jeffersonvllle, If be catches us,' said one of the twain In the seat behind tbe lamp. •Weare, without fail,Jack,'replied bis companion. 'Do you really think he knows us?' •He's recognized me, sure, and he may have Spotted you. But it's all the same thing. If be wants ine he'll not let you go. Why I knew him as soon as I sot my eyes on him, and I thought he would not know me as I've let my beard grow. Hes^nt that fellow in here to trim tbe lamps so that he could get abetter view of onr faces. I saw through the trick when tbe boy first took tbe lamp ont of its socket. Oh, I tell you, Byrd, it's all day with us if we don'toutwit the eagleeyed chap.' •Of oourse it is.' said the other man, doggedly. 'I didn't look for him on tbe ad to-night. And he's going on his wedding trip, I suspect.' 'Just so: but that wonld n't stop him if be wanted to catch a man,' said Jack Hawk. 'And taen he's been wanting me for tbe last two years. Look here I this train doesn't stop again until It runs into Terre Haute. If we're on board then, we're sure to be gobbled. He'll poet the men in tbe express and baggage cars, and they'll proceed to cut off every avonne ofeaeape.' 'If they do. there'll be bloody work,' grated Hawk's comrade. Tin not going to be taken. It would be a twenty years' term for me.' •And a life residence at Jeflersonville for Jack Hawk,'said the worthy who boasted of that name. 'We must escape,'said Byrd McDonaldson. 'King the bell, and when the train slacks we'll leave it.'

But Hawk shook bis head.

"Twouldn't do, Byrd,' he said. 'Scott is forward with Blnlc, and at the first tap of the lell we'd have tbe posse upon

""•Then it's ill up with us!' said the Scotchman, almost ready to despair. 'Noj wait hare for me.'

As he spoko, Jack Hawk left tbe teat and walked forward. OgurtiSey Binkley saw him pass her and leave the car by tbe forward door. She felt that he was up to some trick, but concluded to watch and nee what it WASt

She soon dismissed tho thought of bim leaping from the train, wbich.belng

it was, the express, was running at terrible speed, and believed that be would not desert his compaulon in crime.

Jack Hawk stepped upon the platform of the forward car, and drew a rope from his pocket, One end of it he fastened to tbe

Knob

of'the door, tbe other end, after

making tbe cord taut, be secured to the strong railing of tbe car. Satisfied with bis work, he next drew a knife and severed the bell

rope,

from slipping into the cars. Then he stooped over the coupling, a smile o! triumph on his faco. •I cun outwit the beet detective on tbe globe,' he said to himself above a whisper, and a moment later he rose, having successfully accomplished the work of separating the cars.

Tlton he sprang to the brake, and presently the speed of the rear coach began to diminish, while the greater part of the train,with newly acquired velocity, darted on.

He re-entered the coach, and sat down beside his partner. •We're loose,' he whispered. 'The train is a mile ahead now. We are stopping. Come! Now 1b the time. Who says I can't beat Blnk

The men left their seats as Courtney, who had been looking out of the car, dropped back into her seat, and put her hand on Carl's revolver.

The trick which Jack Hawk had played was apparent to her, and the two men had almost reached the rear door of the car when she rose and cried 'Stop where you are, villains!

When the detective came into the car he kissed his brave little wife, and secured the two villains, who submitted like lambs. He acknowledged that Jack Hawk had outwitted him, but said, smilingly, that the best and the bravest member of the Binkley family had proved too much for the old offender.

At Terre Haute the villlans were banded over to the sheriff, and, as Jack had been concerned In several murders, ho received a life sentence, while his companion went to Jeffersonville for along term.

Binkley found himself everywhere congratulated on the coolness of his wife who still boasts, as well she may, of her capture of Jack Hatt and his criminal associate.

Story of The Engineer.

[Detroit Free Press.]

'Let me put my name down first—I can't stay long!' It was a red ribbon meeting, and tbe man was a locomotive engineer, bronzed and strong and having eyes full of deep determination. He ugned his name in a bold, plain hand, tied a red ribbon in bis button hole, and as be left the hall he said: •As the Lord looks down upon me, I'll never touch liquoi again!' •Have you boen a hard drinker?' querled a man who walked beside the engineer. 'No. Fact is, I was never drunk in my life. I've swallowed considerable whisky, but I never went far enough to getdrunU. I shouldn't miss It, or be the worse of! for an hour if all thp intoxicating drink in the world was drained into the ocean.' •But you seemed eager to sign tbe pledge.' •So I was, and I'll keep it through thick aud thin and talk tompfrance to every man on tbe road.' •You must have strong reasons?'

'Well,

and

if you'll walk down to the de

pot I'll tell you a story on the way. It hasn't been in the papers, and only a few «f us know the facts. You know I run tbo night express on tho Road. We always have at least two sleepers aud a coach, and sometimes we have as tetany as two hundred passengers. It's a good rosd, level aa a floor and pretty

atraigul,

after a little oonsultatiou tbe conductor sent me ahead. We were to keep the main track, while the other train would run in on the ride track. Night after night onr time bad been so close that we did not keep waiting over two minutes, and were generally in eight when tbey switched in.

When we left we went ahead at a rattling speed, folly believiu* that the other train would be on time. Nine miles from to the little village of Parto. There to a telegraph station there, but the operator has no night work. He dosed his office and went home about 0 o'clock, and messages on tbe win* for him were held above or.be

MAIL.

which ho prevented

111

kill

tbe first man who attempts to leave this car without my orders. You two rascals will oblige me by dropping into seats wbero you now stand, and remaining there until properly disposed of.'

Startled at this unexpected interruption of their plans, Jack Hawk and his companion exchanged pale looks and glanced down the aisle at the little woman clad in bridal robes who pointed the deadly weapon at their breasts.

By this time the car had come to a halt, and

the

other

passengers

comprehending

the situation, were rising. Already oth er pistols were exhibited, and the villains saw that their game was baulked. •Let's be men,' said Hawk to McDon aldson, aud dropped into a seat. 'When the odds are agin me I always submit. That woman would shoot at the drop of the hat. Shoot is In her eye.'

A minute later the two worthies were seated, and two 'drummers' guarded tnem. Of course all knew that the train would 'back' when the absence of the several coaches was discovered, and in a short time it was announced as returning.

low until next morning. When I sight ed this station Jjaw and lantern swinging between the rails. Greatly astonished, I pulled up the heavy train and got a bit of news that almost lifted me oat of my boots. It was God's mercy, as plain aa this-big 4«pot. It was the ®P®rator who was swinging the lantern. He bad been roused from sleep by the whistle of a locomotive, when there wasnt one within ten miles of him. He heard the toot! toot! toot! while he was dressing, and all the way as be ran to the station, thinking he had been signaled. Lo! there was no train there. Everything was as quiet as the grave. 'Ah® man Tieard his instrument clicking away, and leaning hU ear against the window ue caught these words as they went through to

For God's sake switch the Eastern expreui off quick! Engineer on the Western express crazy drunk, and running a mile a minute!'

The operator signaled us at once. We bau left nine miles away, and tbo message couldn't have caught us anywhere except at Parto. Six miles fur tiier down w^s tb^ lont switch. It was time we were there, lacking one minute. We lost two or three minutes In understanding tbe situation and in consulting and baa just got ready to switch In where we were, when the headlight of the other train came into view. Great Heavens! but bow that traiu was flying. The bell was ringing, sparks flyiug and the whistle screaming, and not a man of us could raise a hand. We stood there on the main track, s*pell bound as it were. There wouldn't,have been time, anyhow, eilber to have switched in or got the passengers out. It wasn't over sixty seconds before the train was upon ub. I prayed to God for a breath or two and then shut my eyes and waited for death, for I hadn't the strength to get out of the cab.' •Well, sir, God's mercy was revealed again. Forty rods above us that locomotive jumped the track and was piled into the ditch in an awful mess. Some of tho coaches were considerably smashed i:nd some of the people badly bruised, but no one was killed, and of course our train escaped entirely. Satan must have cared for Big Tom, tho other engineer. He didn't get a bruise, but was up and across the fields like a deer, screaming and shrieking like a mad tiger. It took five men to bind him alter ne we* run down, and to-day he is the worst lunatic in tbe State.' 'Tom was a good fellow, continued the origii.eer,after a pause, 'and he used to take his glass pretty regularly. I never saw him drunk, but liquor kept working away on his nerves till at last tho tremens caught him when he had a hundred and fifty lives behind his engine. He broke out all of a sudden. The fireman was thrown off the engine, all steam turned on, and then Tom danced and screamed and carried on like a fiend. He'd have made awful work, sir, but for God's mercy. I'm trembling yet over the way he came down for us, and I'll never think of it without my heart jumping for my throat. Nobody asked me to sign the pledge, but I wanted my name there. One such night on ther»ad has turned me against intoxicating drinks, and now that I've got this red ribbon on |I can talk to the boys with better face. Tom is raving, as I told you, and |the doctors say he'll never get his reason again. Good night, sir—my train goes in ten minutes.'

VALUE OF SLEEP.

Gleep, Dr. W. A. Hammond says [reports the Scientific American], may be defined as general repose. Almost all the organs rest during sleep. The heart, popularly supposed to be in perpetual motion, is at rest six hours out of the twenty-four, the respiratory organs eight, and the other organs more or less. The brain alone is constantly employed during wakefulness, and for it sleep was formed and made needful to its preservation.

A NEW YORK LA WYER. E. W. Stonghton, who is scarcely ever mentioned in any list of Tweed's counsej, is said by Tweed himself to have had $30,000 from him, and about that he tells a rather good story. lie raid that Stoughton had obtained the sum named from him before his trial came on, and jost a day or two before the case was to be called, Stoughton wrote him a note asking for $10,000 more, to which no reply was sent. The day of the trial Tweed

him

though there is a bad spot or

two. The night express has the right o' way, and we must make fast time. It's no rare thing for us to skim along at the rate of fifty miles an hour, for thirty or lorty miles, and we rar^iv go below thirty. One night we pulied out of Detroit with two sleepers, two coaches, and the baggage aud mail cars. Nearlv all the berths In both sleepers were full, and most of the seats In the coaches were occupied. It was a dark night, threatening all tbe time to rain and a lonesome wind whistled around the cab as wo left tbe city behind. We were nearly seventeen minutes late, and that meant fast time all the way through.' •Well,' he oontinued, after a moment, •everything ran along all right till midnight. The main track was kept clear for us the engine was in good spirits and we ran into as smooth as you please. Toe express ooming east should tneet us flfteon miles west of but the operator at the station bad failed to receive bis usual report from below. That was strange, anl yet It was not,

Bitting

Jound

in the court-room, some dis

tance beb nd his own lawyers. Said he, "Are you going to takepartin the case today, Mr. Stoughton?" Stoughton replied, in the most magnificent manner: "Mr. Tweed, I wrote you a no*e yesterday—to which I have had—no answer. 1 am going to etep—'into the library here—and I shall wait there for an answer." And then Tweed acKh, with a wicked twinkle of tho*e villainous eyes, "And if he ain't tbe biggest liar in tbe universe, he in there yet." •.

THE HAIR.

fLondon Public Opinion!

Dr. Erasmus Wilson, after long investigation (says The Schoolmaster), estimates that each squaw inch of jhe surface of the human bead contains744 hair follicles, and that as many of these give passage to two hairs, tie number of tbe latter on a square inch may t»e put down at about 1 0«j6. The average superfic:al area of the head being about 120 square inches, we may reckon that each adult human being has about 133,920 hairs on his head. Ladies may reflect with wonder that each of them, whose tresses are more than a yard long, apd whose head is at all near the average size might, if the shining threads could be laid end to end, span with them the widest part of the United Kingdom, a

Tbe late Prealdential contest engendered much "bad blood," which cooloeee and judgment will correct. The "bad blood'Mndoced by a persistent violation of Nature's great but simple laws requires not only coolness but judgment, bat obedionce to bj gienic measures and tbe proper use of l5r. Bull's Blood Mixture to Insure Its purification.

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Can be found In office nlgbt. ana day.

Business Cards. CAL THOMAS,

Optician and Watchmaker For the trade. Main street, near Sixth, sign of big man with watch.

W. P. MYER,

A BLACK. 7*

EYE and EAR.

DR.

J. MILLS

would most respectfully announce to tne citizens of Terre Hante and vicinity, that he has opened, on the corner of 13th and Chestnut streets, a Medical Office, where he will ueat all classes of Chronic and acute diseases,of both se xes, in the most scientific aud successful manner, either with er without electricity.

Office aud residence on corner of 13th and Chestnutjstreets, three streets east of Vandalia aepot. Visits made to the country, if required.

C. O. LINCOLN,

xi-m

Tinware and Job Shop,

114south Fourth st. opp, Market House.

full stock of Tinware. Spt-cial attention given to Job Work.

RW.

is true that sleep does not give

the brain a total rece=s from labour imagination and memory are often vividly active during sleep, and unconscious cerebration takes place, but enough rest is obtained for the reoovation of the brain, and that which has been torn down during wakefulness is to a certain extent rebuilt. Sleep is a most wonderful power—often stronger than the will, as in the case of the sleeping soldier—and more mighty than pain, as when sick persons and tortured prisoner® sle pin the midsi of their suffering. No torture, it is said, has been found equal to the prevention of sleep. The amount of deep needed differs according to the constitution and habits. Big brains pad persons who perform much brain labor need a large amount of sleep. Children need more sleep than grown people, because construction is more active than decay in their brains.

R. W. RIPPETOE

Gene «U Dealer in

GROCERIES, VISIONS AND PR& DUCE, National Block, 165 Main street

L. KISSNER,

J* Wholesale and'Retail Dealer in

Pianos, Melodeons, Organs, Musical Instruments, &c., Palace of Music, 48 Ohio S

SEWING

MACHINES

REPAIRED AND ADJUSTED In the very best manner and warranted to werk, by JOSEPH FOLK, No. 322 Main street, north side, between 3rd and 4th streets, up stairs. Don't condemn your machine until Mr. FOLK has had a look at it, for the real trouble may be vertr light and the cost of repairing a mere trifle. The best needles and oil constantly on hand.

Janel9-tl

STOVE DEALERS.

WHEELER & SELLERS,

!ln Street, between Eighth and Ninth,

TERRE HAUTE, IND.,

Keep on hand at their place of business

313% Main stre t. TE'RRE HAUTE, IND.

JOHN

T. WILEY,

INSURANCE

'*W /-1

5/C

I 1 TKiqta HAOTE, IXP S. M. BKKCHKK

(febH-iy)

JOSEPH RICHARDSON, M. D

IT.

Office in Ohio St, Bet. ttrd «& 4thTEREK HAUTE, IND

DENTIST.

drfcef 22l'Maiu street, near Seventh. Extracting and arUllcial teeth specialties. All work warranted. (d&w-tf)

DR.

L. H. BARTHOLOMEW,

Burgeon and Mechanic*!

DENTIST,

Dental Room, 157 Main Street, near 6th, TERRE HAUTE, IND. Nitrous Oxide Gas administered for painless Tooth Extraction.

G. W. BALLEW,

DENTIST,

Office, 119 Main Street, over Sage's old confectionery stand. TERRE HAUTE, IND.

large and well selected stock of STOVES, TIN AND HARDWARE, And ask the public to call and price their goods before buying elsewhere and be benefitted thereby.

Produce and Commission JOS. H. BRIGGS,

PRODUCE AND COMMISSION MERCHANT, and Dealer in

Dealer in

HIDES, PELTS, RAGS, BUTTER, EGGS, &C., Corner of Fourth and Cherry streets,

TERRE HAUTE. IND.

RESTAURANTS.

C. H. ROUSER'S

GRAND

Restaurant and Dining Rooms, No. 610 MAIN STREET,

North Side, TERRE HAUTE, IND. OPEN DAY AND NIGHT.

HOTELS.

ENDEIiSON HOUSE.

F. P. NICHOLS, Prop'r.

South Fourth St, Bet Walnut and Poplar, TERRE HAUTE, IND. First Class Boarding by the week, Day or Meal. Best wagon yard in the city.

HOGS.

HENRY

BROWN,

HOG SHIPPER, TERRE HAUTE, IND.

Bujti hogs every day In the

year,

"cash up

and no grumbling. Office on south ourtn street, one haLf square south of the inarket house, one door south of 11*nderscn house. All I ask Is to try me. Trade with ma onct a ndyou will trade with me again.

nr 1 BELIEVED. NomedlUHiAx cine. Book free. G. J. WOOD, Madison, lnd. Je9-4t-eow

WHOOPING COUGH. Dr. Detchon's

will save the lives of hundreds. Do nat let your child die of whooping cough when one bottle of this Specifle wtlf cure it. It modaratcs all the severer symptoms within the first twenty-.our hours. For sale by BUNTi.N AliilMKO^u. 1 or.-e Haute, lnd.