Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 8, Number 50, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 8 June 1878 — Page 1

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

SECOND EDITION

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To#n-Talk.

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T. T. has no great fancy for being burned at the stake, or cooked on a gridiron, noryot for trying on thumbscrews, or being stretched out or cut off to fit the bed of old Procustes. Still be does think that be could certainly choose any one of these modes of torture to that which is inflicted upon him by those people given to loud talking, and he has seen the time when be seriously doubted whether all the tortures enumerated, if combined, could equal this one. T. T, fully sympathizes with the man he heard of the other day. He was travelling, and, coming to a hotel, ho stopped. While he was sitting by the fire one of those bellowing fellows came in and brayed out his orders at forty mule power, declaring in a tone easily heard a mile, that he was so cold he couldn't talk. The first man jumped to bis feet and ordered bis horse immediately, paid for the dinner which he had ordered but not eaten, and, when questioned as to his strange conduct, deolared that he must get away before that man got thAwed out so that be could talk. It isn't simply that these fellowsspllt your head open by the amount of sound which they thunder in at the ears. In these days of "*plitting headache" one can survive this sort of an operation though it is not pleasant. But the keenest torture is of entirely another kind. Going over to Indianapolis, T. T. desired to employ the time of the ride in looking over some documents and arranging his thoughts for a oase to whioh he was to attend immediately upon his arrival. One of these "bullB of Bashan"—or of Terre Haute—tookja Beat directly behind T. T., and began to bellow to his seatmate. Of oourse 1. T. couldn't think of anything. He looked around and scowled. Others looked up from their papers and soowled. Some laughed at the bawling ass. But scowls and derisive smiles were equally lost upon bim. Probably the fellow didn't know what was the matter. T. T. went to the end of the oar farthest removed from the bore, but no nook or corner in that car could be found where his voice was not heard. One could follow, rather was oompellod to follow, his conversation even while the train was in motion and when It stopped nothing but that voice could be heard. Tbat fellow has voice enough to supply ten men and ten mules aud, like a boy with a new whistle, he mako« all the noise ho oan with it, and seema to think it fun. This is bad enough, but even this Is not the severest kind of torture Inflloted by these loud talkers. It is bad enough to see any mau drunk, but it isn't half as painful to see a strangor reeling through the streets or making a fool of himself in public, as to see one's acquaintance or friend disgracing himself in that way. But T. T. would prefer to take any friend of his borne drunk at midday than to walk down street with one or two of his friends who are given to loud talking. It doesn't make so muoh difference what the man saya, though he Is just as likely to bellow out some delicate matter as anything else, but it Is the fact of his bellowing. T. T. is not ashamed of the legal profession, but he does not like to sit down at a hotel table and have a man talking over law case* with him so loud as to be heard the entire length of the table, and hare all eyes turned upon him. He may not say anything that T. T. would not be perfectly willing anybody should know. The last time T. T. was In Chicago, two clergymen came into the dining room at the Grand Pa* ciflc. One of them was a rather alight man with a refined air, and the other was six feet, and had voice enough for a man sixty feet. He bawled oat his professional talk, the sutyeot of his sermons, bis plana, his success, gossip about the member* of his parish, and so on, and the modest man blushed, twisted in his chair, attempted to hush him, but all to no purpose. The soar looks of the other guests, and the giggling of the young folks, all glanced off the loud mouthed bore, and all Ml upon his companion.

Talk of flames! They are icicles compared with the burning such a talker will create in a modest companion. Talk of thumbscrews! They are as gentle and cold as the touch of the fioger of a fashionable woman in handshaking at an evening party, compared with the excruciating torture inflicted by snch a talker. But this, awful as it is, is not the limit possible. Worse than this, beyond comparison, is it to have a woman endowed with one of these voices provided that woman is one whom you really esteem and whoee society, on all other accounts is desirable. T. T. has one or two lady friends with whom he never ventures on the street or in any publlo place. They are excellent women, intelligent, witty and, baring their voices, refined. T. T. chanced to pass one of these in the Opera House a few evenings since, and passed some little jest with her and her husband, and she laughed so loud and replied in such a voice as to attraot the attention of the entire audience. On the street, when by chance be has been caught, and could not escape, T. T. walking with one of these friends and chatting, has had the entire conversation on her aide carried on in a tone that compelled all within half a square to hear. T. T. wonders if the whole block resounded with the concussion when their husbands popped the question and they consented. Think of being married to one of these women and living in a boarding house, where all the boarders could not fail to hear all the sweet words, and the sour, that passed between the conjugal pair at any hour of the day or night. Think of having the wife calling you "sweet," "honey," "Love," and so on, in tones that would split your head, until it became toughened to it, and then rolling like thunder through the halls, parlors and bedrooms of the entire floor. Think of being compelled, in the midst of the bugging, and kissing, and petting—which T. T. is assured by his married friends does not entirely terminate with the wedding—of being compelled to say "Sh-sh! not so loud, somebody will hear." T. T. don't know how it is himself, but he thinks, whatever the domestic virtues of these loud talking women, that their husbands are to be pitied. At all events T. T. prefers the loneliness of the bachelor to all the joys suoh a wife oould bring. Jt may be the grapes are sour. But never mind that, only don't talk so loud.| '^1®

Topics of the Times?**

A" GRAVE ROBBING. The robbing of the grave of General Harrison's father at North Bend, Ohio, the subsequent finding of the body hanging by the neck to a rope in tho chute of one of the Cincinnati medical oolleges, was an affair so brutal and so ruthless that it has well served to open the eyes of the publlo to the horrors of professional grave robbing. The matter has made a deep impression on the popular mind and has brought the BUbject, in all its ghastllness, home to the fireside of every citizen. Who does not shudder at the thought of having the remains of parent, wife or child snatched from the new made grave to be cut in pieces upon the dissecting tableT And yet what security has one that the grave of his dearest relative will not be thus victimized and desecrated? And what assurance has any one that his own body may not fall into the hands of the grave robber? The writer knows of one instance, at least, of a woman lying at the point of death who expressed the dread she felt lest her grave Bhould be desecrated by the body snatcbers. Doubtless there are many snch instanoes. It Is a horrible business and ought to be broken up. One way to accomplish this Is to prosecute the guilty parties to the full extent of the law, as Dr. Van Buskirk, the demonstrator of anatomy In the Fort Wayne Medical College, was dealt with a few days ago, having been fined by the Jury |400 and costs, on a charge of body snatching. A vigorous searching for and prosecution of this class of offendeis would do muoh toward breaking up the business, but something more is needed and that is the passage by the next Legislature of a law providing for the necessities of the medical colleges in this respect. It must be conceded thai they are obliged to have human sutyents for anatomical disseotion, and if they cannot get them by fair, they will by foul, means. If the vandalism oommitted at North Bend shall create a sentiment that will oauae the enactment of a proper law on this aubject it will bring some compensation for ita ghoulish brutality. feM I GRANT AND LINCOLN.

In Parts recently General Grant emphatically denied to a correspondent the statement that President IAneoln compelled him to select the direct route to Richmond in preference to changing his base of operations to the James Rim, and that Lincoln was thus responsible tor the great loss of life which the battles of the Wilderness oost. So fax from this being the case, Gen. Grant says that both Lincoln and Secretary Stanton told him distinctly that they did not vast to know his plans, but

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only what was needed to carry them out. The President did speak of a plan he had thought of, and taking down a map, drew an Imaginary line between two rivers, bnt Gen Grant says he saw in a moment the plan was impracticable. Concealing his real feeling, he promised the President to consider it and that was the last he ever heard of that plan. "Upon me and upon me alone, must the whole responsibility fall," says the'General. And we may add that we know of nobody better able to bear it.

General Grant also refutes the oharge made by foreigners that the North overwhelmed the Soutli by mere numbers. The North was divided the South united. In the South everybody was in the army in the North men had to be oonscripted. The South had 4,000,000 negroes who supported the soldiers and their families at home. The South was one vast camp, all peaceful arts and industries were given up, the war was everything. In the North the contrary was true. Business was never better. Everybody was busy. The great cities grew and- flourished, while the cities and towns of the South languished and stagnated. In addition to all this, in every Northern State there was a strong anti-war party which rejoiced over the defeat of the union armies and did alii they could to paralyze the arm of the government. Talcing all these things into consideration General Grant is of the opinion that the odds were not much in favor of the North and that whatever we gained we gained by hard and honest fighting.

CHANCE MEETINGS.

One of the most singular experiences we have in life is the sudden and unexpected meeting of people with whom we have been acquainted, in out-of-the-way or unlooked-for places. We move from a place we have lived in to a great distance—perhaps putting whole States between—time passes, perhaps years, we make new acquaintances, form new friendships, and, to a greater or lees extent, the recollections of the past are forgotten. If we think at times of the old scenes and recall the old faces, it is but to speculate on the improbability of ever seeing them again. Yet all this while changes'tare going on in other lives as well as in ours, of which we know nothing. Nature prepares strange surprises for us, and some day there stands suddenly before us, unexpected aud unannounced, the friend of the loug ago. We look for an instant in half-startled surprise, bewildered almost as much as old Rip Van Winkle, utter a cry of recognition and clasp the hand that is extended to us. Or, it rhnnoflu that some day a new family mcves into the neighborhood and we presently find out that the matronly lady we see going out with her half grown children, is the identical girl who used to go to the same school we did and whom perohance thought was the very sweetest and prettiest girl in the whole school. She is changed a good deal from what Bhe was then, and it seems we are too, for it takes some time to get over the changes the years have brought and back to the old days again. These chance meetings call up the past and the past is a strange world. How many would care to live it over again just as they have lived it

TICKET SELLING.

A Woman Replies to T. T.'s Article of Last Week.

T. T., in the main, is a pretty good fellow, but sometimes it happens that the interest attached to his articles lies more in the piquancy of the putting than in the merit of the matter.,

T. T.'s department in city literature is an important one, his purpose a good one, but he should be careful how he applies the lash of sarcasm and ridicule, lest it sting the wheel-horses of the public coach, that are working well, rather than the gaily prancing leaders, that are barely straightening their traoes and not pulling a pound.

It is a self-evident truth that we must deal with facts as we find them, work up such material as there is In stock, and produoe the best retro Its under existing circumstances. That being the oase, It follows that when the citizens, or a class of citizens, endeavor to get up some entertainment for a benevolent or social end. they need to resort to various methods in order to get the enterprise before the public. It immediately, from the very nature of the case, beoomes a business affair, and selling tickets is one of the legitimate ways of carrying it on. The terms are usually low, and the returns on the Investment are usually vastly more in proportion than on the majority of individual or company amusements.

Since the people'oompoalng the population of a city like ours are practically divided Into groups, with recognised leaders who do the agrees!ve thinking for his or her group, and if Mia. Highflyer is a leader of one of these groups, she is, therefore, a proper person to select to a ticket agent, and it is not contemptible in,

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unworthy of, Mrs. H.

Should the Hon. Pbiletus Phllp-flop or the Bishop D'Odox, from abroad, advertise a lecture to be given at the Opera House, tickets of admission one dollar spleoe, and a half dollar extra for reserved seats, there would be a grand rush to hear. A large sum of money would be taken out of the city and no great good left.

On the other hand, as a community we are eocially dependent upon one another therefore we ought, and it ia proper that* we should, patronize each other.

These little feetlvities and entertainments tend to soften arid break down the foolish walls of caste, promote social growth, assimilate crnde material, enlarge the heart, expand the mind, and out of a conglomerate mass produoe a oneness of feeling they also help to generalize ideas and in turn evolve indivividual thought.

Have a care, T. T., and when you are struck with an idea, turn it over, look at the end as well as the beginning. It is not wise to pick up your quill and dash off an article, at breakneck speed on the impulse of the moment, regardless of the results that may follow, whose feelings you may wound, what kind intentions you may thwart, or good works you may defeat. OMEGA.

Terre Haute, June 3,1878.

People and Things.

A man seldom uses his thumb nail for a screw driver but once. A shoe dealer in Rochester advertises "the Tilton shoe." It must be white souled.

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An exchange says many a ^lant is ruined by too much soaking. So is many a man.

A Baltimore man has invented anew paper collar whioh he calls the worm, because it will turn.

Relatives in the country now receive very affectionate letters from city cousins who want to get out of town.

A Southern Methodist boasts of having "twenty-five representatives of that church in'Congress. Is not that a little hard on the Methodist church?

An Illinois father of twins has named the helpless infants James Blaine and Robert Ingeraoll—which is another powerful argument against twins.—New Haven Register. "When tempted to kick a man," says a Scotch philosopher, "stop and remember that you may some day want a favor of him." Tempted men generally stop to see if the other fellow is the biggest.

The Peoria Journal, writing of a citizen who holds a license as a local preacher, closes its article with the statement that he is a very good man, but adds, "Some day he'll get too ripe and crack open."

A couple of young men were out fishing the other-day, and on returning were going past a farm bouse and felt hungry. They yelled to the farmer's daughters: "Girls, have you any buttermilk?" The reply was gently wafted back to their ears: "Yes but we keep it for our own calves." The boys calculated that they bad business away—and they went.

When a man goes into a barber shop to be shaved, and finds several ahead of him, he is as effectually stuck as a fly in a spider web. If he could only get outside and walk around, it wouldn't seem so like a penitentiary bnt if he goes out he loses his chance, and so he hss to stay inside. A woman knows nothing of this excruciating agony which nature has kindly permitted her to escape.

A western member of Congress lounged into the bar room of a fashionable uptown hotel one morning recently to get his matutinal invlgorator. When the necessary utensils were placed before him, the Hoosier statesman deliberately filled the glass to the brim with whisky. "Goodness gracious!" exclaimed the astonished barkeeper, "that isn't a drink that's a temperance lecture."— New York Sun.

An observer of the ways of all sorb of idiots has noticed that if a polite young man is Invited to join a crowd before a bar, and replies, **No, I thank you," or uses •itwiiMF words of declination, he is looked upon as decidedly 'fresh.* But let him simply say, 'I ain't drinking today,' and if farther pressed, repeat the words in an impatient, almost angry tone, and the "code" is satisfied, and be pains for a good fellow all the same.— Courier-Journal. good story is told of a Rochester, N. Y., deacon, who thought be recognized a young lady friend leading a little bey up the street and stepping to her aide, he asked: "Why, Mary, when did you get that chftd?" The scarlet face instantly turned to him was that of an entire stranger, and her quick reply folly satisfied him. "I came by it honestly," was all ahe said, andtthe good old nan had something to think about all the way home to dinner. •t the New York Press Club reception, Rev. T. DeWItt told the following story: "An old fisherman once told me

the reason so few sinners were converted is the manner in which the miniaters angled for them. 'When I go to catch flab,' remarked the disciple of Waalton, 'I use a delicate pole, an almost Invisible line, a hook of the moat artiatic workmanship, and at the end of all a tempting bait, which I softly drop into the stream but when you preachers start out yon take for a pole a weaver's beam, to which you fasten a cart rope, with a pot hook attached and aanapplng turtle for bait. This you throw into the water with a splash, and exolaim, Bite or be damned!"

A gentleman went a few daya siaceto have an aching tooth atopped. The dentist advised him that be bad better have the tooth taken out, and assured him that he would feel no pain if he took laughing gas. "But what is the effect of the gas?" "It simply makes you totally insensible," remarked the dentiat 'ycu don't know anything that takee place." The man with the bad tooth submitted, but just previous to the gas being administered he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out hia money. "Oh, don't trouble about that now," said the dentist, thinking he wss going to be paid his fee. "Not at all," remarked the patient "I was simply going to see how muoh I had before the gas took effect."

In areoent gambling case in New York a German saloon keeper testified to this effeot: "Ysas, dey blayed carts by my blaoe. Didn't gount how many times, for byoause itvesnot my peezness. My poorness ees to tend to my peezness und ov de saloon peezness eea a respectable peesnesseet ees a respectable peezness yooat so long dan de man dooteee in de peezness keep himself respectable at de peezness. Ysss, I regeligtdotdey blayed carts but I didn't ax dem vot game dey blayed. I don't know vot poker ees. I told you de troot. I didn't see no money by de table. Ven a gustomer vant cup coffee, oder beefsteak, I don't ax him sometlng vot he don't do. Of dey blayed. poker for money, you better ax dem.'

It was not a good atroke of policy for Mr. Fraser. the Buffalo clergyman who was disturbed In his sermon by the squeaking boots of three departing young men, to say: "Well, that is the coolest piece of impertinence I have experienced for some time." That waa just the kind of a notice the rude fellows desired. They will repeat their lmpertinenoe as soon as a favorable opportunity offers. But had Mr. Frazer suddenly paused, and quietly atared with all the power of hia eyea at those ybung men, he would have concentrated the gaze of the whole congregation on them, and made them feel so sheepish that they would have hung their sinful heads for shame before reaching the door. If any minister who is annoyed by rude persons getting up and tramping out of church while he is conducting services will try this method, he will find it both dignified snd infallible.

Boss Tweed has made strenuous efforts to communicate with the dwellers on earth since his release from the flesh, but seems to have tackled an incompetent medium, or at least he so reports. The medium is Mrs. Danskin, and recently the Boss spoke through her to the effect tbst he was suffering the torments of hell, even more than while in the flesh—that the demon of night who controlled him in all hia orooktd transactions still had possession of him. He said he had not yet seen God nor the white throne. He said: "I've seen nothing. I sit on the rock alone and converse with the rippling waters. I despise men. I an held here in check, or I would give the names of those who hold responsible positions who are worse even than I but I am held, and dare noW He says death came and relieved him from one position, but plaoed him in another equally unpleasant. Altogether, he did not seem to understand himself nor to be able to express himself clearly, and announced hia purpose of going In search of another medicine pbyaioally strong enough to do hia work.

The Bishop of Melbourne hss come out flat-footed aa a champion and advocate of the right aort of tbeatrioal entertainmenta—the legitimate and the elevating, of course. He writes to a Melbourne paper along and a atrong article advocating the proper sphere snd use of dramatic entertainments. He holds that man must and will have them, and that they are good for the people. It doesn't make any difference whether or not St. Paul would have built a theater and played in it or attended it, in hia position, day and generation. The biahop acknowledgea the fact to be that theatrical* ace a necessity of the present day sad present peoples, and that they ahould be encouraged and made worthy of their high office. In short, the Bishop of Melbourne desires "to do something to make the drama what it ahould bo* the handmaid of religion and morality.' He Is not willing to despise and throw away such sn instrument for good ss the drama ia, and the opportunity of making still better. The bishop knows bow to valns a great popular institution, which has corns to stay as long as men have souls.

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THE PHYSICIAN'S DREAM. BT F. A.

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At night, dark sequel of a day pain-fraught, In dreams Axreal my restless pillow sought In his cold eye a dire defiance shone, Life's warm quick blood seemed curdling into stoae. As sleeping sense to startled horror woke The while the dread death angel grimly spoke. Presamtlous mortal, darest thy finite mind The chords of life hope to looseor bind But two fast friends nath man's exlstenoe here, The spirits at his birth, and near his bier Let science work Its will. Earth's secret creeps. Life's river floweth on. Death's sickle reaps Then passed the vision, on the night winds borne, And I, from out the early summer morn Into a ohamber, where In saddest plight Lay, of a widow's home the only light! Hopeless I stood, exhausted every art, When cries for 'grace" rose from that o'erwrung heart. Axreal *a wings that brooding dimmed the air Seemed softly folding through that mother's prayer.

Feminitems.'

"Waffle teaa" are In fashion in Wash* Ington. Ladies' visiting cards are no^ large and nearly square.

Brigbam Young'a widows are gradually remarrying. Gath says that the men of Kentucky are altogether Inferior to the women.

Rumor saya the favorite hymn In the Women's Hotel was "I want a man-sioa in the skies."

A writer ssys "that many women are never pretty till they are old." And then they are only pretty old.

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Report aays youngj ladles' traveling trunks will be ss large as ever this summer, hard timee to the oontrary notwithstanding.

Bob Ingeraoll says "Woman has the right to do as ahe pleaaea." Well, whether ahe has or not, that's exactly what she? does—if she's married.

Another woman has shot a burglar— this time in Bradford, Ps. Before going tbrongh a house burglars should make sure there is nobody but men around.— Graphic. *.

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Pleaae take notice that you never read of a breach of promise suit in whioh the mother doesn't seem to know much more about the case than the girl. Key-, holea were not made in vain.

It waan't women who started the fash' ion of wearing false hair, if you please. It was the men, aud they wore hair that waan't fast to their heads for a hundred years before women took up the fashion, which was only In 1780.

A Kansas sohoolma'am haa introduced a new feature in her schcol. When one of the girla misses word, the boy who spells It gets the permission to kiss her. As a result, the girls are becoming very poor spellers, while the boys are improving.

Jewish maidens, It appears, are very much like other maidens when In love. Miss Wise, daughter of a Jewish rabbi in Cincinnati, loved Mr. Molony, a Christian. She tried to conquer her love, but oould not, and after along struggle, eloped with her lover, and was married by a Unitarian olergyman.

A physician in Rochester says that thd girls of that town are very pretty, and grow in grace and lovelineaa until they are about eighteen or twenty, when they get pale and alckly looking, and faded, "going all to pieces at twenty-six." Among the causes of their deterioration he enumerates the lack of exercise in the open air, the wearing of veils that interfere with breathing, tight lacing, round dances, and too much study.

Here Is snother, girl's romance, *in brief: Miss Carrie French, a high school graduate, of Monongohela City, Pa., wanted to see the world. She answered an advertisement for "a lady agent to travel In the west and south," fell into the hands of a man named William Murphy, who took her to Cincinnati and accomplished her ruin. Murphy was arrested for seduction, snd people generally will be pleased to know that the penalty for the offense in Ohio Is three years in the penitentiary.

Some crusty old bacbolor writes: "Some of the pretty girls, in their glove fitting walking dresses, look ss if they were fed upon esnary bird seed, and three seeds mads meal. Their dresses fit 'em so tight that if they were to eat a cracker they oouldn't wear'em. Why, some of them go hungry a week before they venture out, so that they csn wear their dresses without giving 'em cramps. They are tighter than their skins. They oan sit down in their skins, but they can't in a walking drees. Some of them look like perambulating flour barrels, with ahead slicking out one end of 'em, and feet the other. They make a lean girt look thin, and make a fet one look Hko she's liable to bust at any moment. We admits and always will, a neatly made, well fitting, respectably lengtbed walking dress. We think they are beautiful when modestly worn, but we think some of the pretty girls carry the fashion to extremes, and overdo the thing and they subject themselves to common remark by corner loafers and black* guards as tbey pass.