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Town-Talk*

"Isn't it the ttrangest thing in the world tbat people who own bones never think of those who do not Why, if I owned a horse and carriage, one of the greatest enjoyments of them wonid be -in taking those to ride who bad none."

T. T. heard tbis the other day for about the eleven thousandth time. He has heard it from bis youth up, and it has left him in constant wonder at the diatribution of horses. It has seemed to 4iim migbty strange tbat none of these 'thoughtful and generous people ever do •own horses. In all bis experience in Terre Haute, from youth to old age, T. T. has never come across but one of these kind and thoughtful owners of horseflesh. There was one here. It was a woman. Sbe had a horse and carriage, and, with her children, almost lived in it—the carriage, not the horse— and hardly a day passed tbat somebody who was not as fortunate did not have 4he benefit of this boVse and carriage.

But sbe dldnt keep the horse long, and now goeu on foot, and T. T. knows of uo one who has taken her place. .f

T. T. bad meditated on this mystery, and tried in vain for nuny years to find a satisfactory explanation for the un wise distribution of horseflesh. He was about ooming to the conclusion conoern ing horses which was reached toy some fellow concerning wealth, who said tbat the Lord showed what he thought of tuoney by the kind of people to whom he gave it. T. T. was thinking that the Lord didn't think much of horses, or he would have given them to those kind and generous people who hadn't any, but who would use them so philanthrope ically if they only had them.

But T.T. has bad a revelation. As he was walking—T. T. goos on foot now the old plug by which he used to be recognized died a year or more ago, and the buckboard is a widow—as T. T. was walking, the dust from Bill G's carriage filled his eyes, and as he shut bis mouth to keep it out, and wiped bis eyes, he remembered tbat Bill Q. was one of the men who used to talk loudest as to what be would do it he ever owned a horse. He wouldn't be so mean !as to enjoy it alone, He'd take bis friends to ride, and especially poor people, and the sick He'd not dash over people at the street crossings, nor allow his horse to splash the mud on pedestrians. He'd be a model horse owner. And he is-—a model of all that is selflsh. He never took a friend to ride, unless it was some body tbat he oould make something out of. If a poor man or woman—poor as housed to be—ever got into his carriage, either they or Bill G. would get out migbty quick. And aa tor splashing mud and dashing across street crossings, a worse man than Bill G. does not hold the linee over a horse's back.

And come to think of it, Bill G. is no exception. T. T. has known a score or more of these people whose breast* were just bursting with the milk of human kindness, and who only needed horses to show how the owners of horses and carriages ought to do, who afterwards rode in their own carriages, and not one of them ever did what he said he would do. The breasts which teemed full to bursting were simply padding.

The fact is that people who own borsea Are made out of about the aame stuff a* people who don't own them. Change things about and there would be mighty little change either in the kindness shown or toe grumbling done.

Just so about money. It isn't because the Lord thinks so litUe of money tbat lie give* it to those who have it—mean as some of them are—but because be cannot find any better people on an average to whom to give it. The feet is chat we poor folks are not so much better than rich folks aa we think we «re. Give us the aame opportunity and we would be like them, probably worse, most of us. And you rich folks are not 00 much better than ua poor folloi aa you thluk. If you were poor you'd probably growl just as much and just aa unreasonably about capital as we do. The humiliating fact is—and it la mighty inconvenient—that those of us who go on

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foot and those who fide, those of ua who ace poor and those who are rich, thoaeof ua who are working men apd those who are capitalists, all of ua live in glass houses that rery likely will be shivered if we attempt to throw stones at any of the other class. Human nature, wherever it is found, is pretty mean sort of material any way. That: is no excuse. It is no reason why people who own horses should forget, or neglect, or splash those who do not, because these would do the same thing if they bad a chance. It is no reason why the mistrees of the house should be domineering and selfish over the servant girl, because the girl would do the same thing, or worse, if she were mistress. Nor is it any reason that the servant girl should get the highest wages possible for as little work as possible because the mistress would do the same thing if she were the servant. It is no reason why rich folks should be and do no better because they do. as well as poor folks would do if they were rich, nor why poor folks should do no better because they do as well as rieh folks would do if they were poor. But the fact that we all Hye in glass houses ought to make us a little careful how we throw stones. T. T. has learned not to think much of those people who pray: "Lord I thank thee that I am not as other men are, and would not be like other men if 1 had a chance."

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Topics of the Times.

A WOMAN'S CURSE.

Near the spot where the remains of the murdered woman, Julia Merrick, were discovered was found a bit of newspaper—an extract from the Woman's Journal—reading a* follows:

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"No man will ever prosper who has the curse of a ruined woman upon him. The murderer of the body can be tried and executed -by the world's laws, but the murderer of a soul is tried by heaven's law, and execution is as sure as divine justice." Aunt Betsy said this as sbe folded the white bands of a beautiful girl and put white flowers and reen leaves about the marble cold orehead. There was a tiny babe beside the girl mother. The house was hushed ana there was mourning auob as few knew. Half glad that the mother and child were dead, the rest of the family must perform the last sad office of burial and bear the family shame. A haunted house! a ruined home! God the architect and man the spoiler! The curse is there and the destroyer cannot escape.

This little scrap evidently fell from the woman's olothes while the murderer wss rudely tearing them from, her dead body. He did not, in the darkness of the night, perceive tbis mute memento of his guilt fluttering to the ground Yet there it lay for a whole week and more, through wind and rain, ailently waiting, as it were, for the ooming of those to whom it oould utter the thoughts of the dead woman's heart 1 How many times bad her eyes poured over these lines in the bitterness of her anguish! Betrayed, outraged, murdered! No wonder a woman's ourse rested on the head of him who had wrought her ruin. Tbat curse has followed him already through days and nights that have seemed agee from the torments that have racked his brain it rests upon him now in the deep gloom of a felon's dungeon and it will follow him as he mounts the scaffold not long benoe, as we hope, and will rest upon his head while the hangman pulls the blaok cap over hia face and adjusts the Altai rope about his neck. Will it follow him into eternity also and torture him tor all time to oomeT True it ia, indeed, that no man will prosper who has the curse of a ruined woman upon him.

SAVE THE MINUTES.

There is a class of people who exouse their lade of culture by saying tbat they have no time to read. Yet, strange as it may seem, it is the busiest men who are the greatest readers. It is not an unusual thing for a professional man, a doctor or lawyer, to prosecute some systematic oourse of reading, it may be hlatorical, scientific, or In the direction of general literature, while be is absorbed in a large and taxing practice. There are persons who have hours to his minutes and who yet read nothing but the newspapers. The trouble with them is that they have not learned the secret of utilising odd moments. The great readers are not frequently those who spend long, unbroken periods over their books, but men who have a book always handy and take it up whether they have one minute or one hour to give to it. The young man who read the history of England while waiting for his meals at his boarding houaa, ought to have become distinguished for his literary attainments in after life. Everyone who has a taste for reading, or an ambition to beoome well informed, can find time enough to do a great deal, if be only sets about it right. But, to begin with, he must quit thinking that he has no time and make the best possible use of what he has. He must pick up the fragments which be has been wasting and he will soon find they will make a basket full. Thirty minutes a day saved will amount in a year to a whole month, counting at the rate of six houaa per day—about as much time ss sny one could profitably .-J* 4.^1 ipM 5,-^5 t, & 'it" & & 1P

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spend in continuous reading. Think of what oould be accomplished by a month's solid rssdlng each year Yet the busiest of busy people can find that much time if they only will. The way to do it is to save the minutes.

A HERO'S DEATH.

A memorial service in honor of Dr. J. E. Renner, the young physician who went from Indisnspolis to Memphis to attend the yellow fever sufferers and himself fell a victim to the plague, held last Sunday in the church of which he was a member. The large church was crowded to its utmost capacity, many persons not being able to gsin entrance to the auditorium. From the Acts stated by Dr. Bartlett and from extracts read from Dr. Rebner's letters, it appears that the heroic young doctor, though only twenty-eight years old was a man of marked ability and determination and had his life been spared, would assuredly have attained a high place in his profession. Many sober minded people have pronounced his action rash and foolhardy, but perhaps they were over hssty in reaching such a conclusion. It seems that young Renner had given much attention to malarial diseases, having pursued the subject as a special ty, both at college and afterwards. He was eager, to prosecute his study of tbis class of diseases still further and believed tbat the yellow fever of the South furnished a desirable field for such investigations. He was also moved by feelings of humanity for the suffering victims. He was hsrdly two weeks in the scourge'ridden district before he wss prostrated by the disease, but during tbis time he attended scores of cases and made a careful study of the disease. True, he was not spared long enough to complete tbo task be had undertaken and it might appear, at first thought, tbat his life was thrown away but we must not forget that the ways of providence are not always the ways of men. We cannot see just now what Dr. Renner's heroic work in Memphis was worth but maybe we sbsll know some dsy that it was worth all it oost and produced more fruit than a long lifetime, under other circumstances, might have done.

A Woman's Thoughts,

NO\ BY A NEW CONTRIBUTOR. k0i, There has been quite a goed deal of quiet talk about town during the last week or two in regard to a certain young lady who formerly ocoupled respectable place in society but who has now joined that large and constantly increasing class known as the deml monde. There are various rumors tn regard to the matter but the beat suthen ticated seems to be tbat after long and repeated efforts to effect a reform her parents finally shut the door againat her and having no longer the shelter of home, across whoae sacred tbreshhold even the worst slanderer sometimes fears to step, she becomes a public character with no one to protect. Henceforth sbe has no shield from the pitil attacks of an uncharitable world. It is not necessary here to discuss the action of a father and mother who would drive a child from the parental roof. They may have been sorely tried, may have forgiven seventy times seven, may have entreated and prayed and despaired and finslly said: "Go thy ways. We •will have no more of thee." But of this girl young and fair and fallen, I can not refrain from speaking. Only a little while ago she was but one of the many girls in this town who think it a pleasant paatime to engage in a street flirtation. This ia the first step that has led to the eternal shame and disgrace of many a young and thoughtless girl. A gentleman told me be stood upoh the oorner of Sixth aod Main, one pleasant afternoon and oounted over twenty girls engaged in flirting with the men in that vicinity. In relating this to some friends a young blood of the city exola.med: "Well, you must have been asleep half of the time or yon would have seen forty." In my day street flirtations were unheard of. If a woman recognised a stranger on a public thoroughfare that act stamped her at onoe as an Improper character, but then strangers were not so common aa now and young people did not live so rapidly. Street flirting came in with the telegraph, the railroad and the commercial traveller, known as the "drummer." This creature deserves a description and I will preface my remarks by saying that I oxoept all travelling men wbo can con-

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unequalled by any man living1. He is among strangers who. may neyer see him sgain. He is away from his family and not even obliged to give hia real name. He has every opportunity to do wrong and he does It. I do not hesitste to say that the day will oome when "drummers" will be considered as great a nuisance in their way as "tramps" are in theirs. Already it is aa much as a young lady's reputation is worth to encourage attentions from these travelling men, and the most disparaging remark that can be made of a respectable ^lrl is: "Oh, she goes with every drummer that oomes to town."

But it is not with this class of men alone that our girls flirt, but with any well-dressed man that offers the least encouragement. Observe that modest, fair-iSaced, blue-eyed girl tripping across the street, her drees just short enough to displsy the neat kid boots, and pinned back till it exhibits every curve snd undulation of her form the Montagues carefully arranged about her innocent face her hat tilted over one eye, while the other is on the lookout for a "subject." She finds him loafing on the oorner, the little head tosses coquettishly and the eyes glanoe up, then down, in a bewitching manner, a dainty white handkerehief flutters out of the overskirt pocket, waves softly in the breeze and sinks down into its nest. That is all! My little lady trips on, thinking how cute snd fascinating she is. My gentlemen, if he be sn honorable fellow will let the mstter drop right here, contenting himself by retailing the Incident in some saloon that evening, and closing with: "Deuced pretty girl, but a fellow has got to go slow, you know." But if he bes rascal, aa is often the case, he accepts her tacit invitation and follows her, taking care to leave her before.they oome in sight of home and that tender, watchful mother but not before he has planned a. walk for the next evening, and this is kept up till the busy tongues begin to wag and the misguided girl is startled into the knowledge that although sbe msy still retain her virtue, she hss lost forevtor that other priceless jewel, her reputation. Does any father or mother think I exag gerate? Go to your own daughters, fresh as rosebuds, dearer to you than life, question them closely, insist upon truthful answdrs, and see if your loving eyes are not opened,

Street flirting was the first step toward evil with tbis poor girl who is now fallen so low that the hightoned young men of the town.tremble in their boots leet she may recognize them on the streets, the very men perhsps who helped to put her where she is now. I heard one young man ssy: "Sbe spoke to me in a crowd and my face fairly blazed," and another ssid: "I saw she was going to speak to me and so I crossed the street to avoid her." Nioe young men Avoid even the appearanoe of evil but wait till after dark and perhaps she will let you visit her. So low does a woman tell tbat she dare not recognize on the street the men who have dragged her down!

acfentioualy lay their hands on their left friien from woman's high estate and never again can abe reoeive bar heritage of purity and holiness. It la very sad for one woman thus to eon* template the ruin of another and I only apeak of so sortostful a subject is the hope that all pun and good young girls who wad may find herein a lesson which will not bs forgotten.

breast pockets and declare that word of what Is said applies to thaw in any particular. The "drummer" ia generally what is csllsd nice-looking. He wears a suit of a fashionable make, with immaculate collar and cuffo, a ahowy watch chain, scarf pin, and igdag on his little finger. His hair is shaved doss to hia head and hia mustache either drooping or curled In a perfectly irresistible manner. If he had any conscience when be first started on the road it is all obliterated long ago. Constant knocking around the world and meeting different Individuals has given him an amount of impudence and assurance

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The next opportunity offered to this young woman was the Hammond meetings. Never in the history of our city was such a ohanoe given for appointments, intrigues and wickedness as this Revival. Begun in the name of Religion, it ended in unlimited license snd freedom. I honor the motives of Mr. Hammond, I revere those noble Christian men and women who labored so long and fervently for the salvation of their follow beings, but before the close of the meetings it became evident to everybody that they were degenerating into something very different from what waa at first intended. Young girls roaming over the Opjra House,, aooosting perfect strangers, bandying words, rendering themselves liable to rude remarks, attempting to discuss religious subiects of which they had no knowledge and gradually drifting into worldly conversation young men behind the scenes chatting familiarly with prostitutes, whom the day before they would not have recognized in public for any consideration it was among such soenes that this girl's actipns first became commented on. Here, with no restrictions ss to her familiarity, she spent her evenings, and ss soon ss the Inquiry meetings began, •be oommenced roving around among the young men, oftentimes speaking in such a bold and fsmillar way that they would be obliged almost to insult her to get rid of her. From boldness to badis but a step. What was predicted by a great many who witnessed her immodest actions has OOBM to pass. She

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five foet ahead of a vidoua old gnat belonging to the Capulet estste, when, in pleading accents addressed, not to the light breaking from Juliet's window, but to the pursuing goat, be exclaimed "But soft !*—Hawkeye.

In the bright lexicon of Noah Webster there is no such word as "burated." Railroad trains are protected frem aocidents by the same means tbat houses are from lightning—by good conductors,

The only religions feature noticeable in Kearney'a lecture is when he says, "We will now take up a collection.— Norrfctown Herald.

An Iowa former, worth 919,000 started out four years sgo to secure legal revenge on a neighbor. The lawyers have hia all now, while he has the revenge.

You can got a very good idea of "natural selection" in its practioal workings by viewing a celery glsss after it has onoe been sround the table.

Eli Perkins gives an aooount of the conversation between a male and a female idiot. Bit doea not mention the nsme of the woman he waa talking to.— Courier-Jouraal. "What I object to," said a Texas horse thief, aa he was about to be hung, "la yonr banging me here in the sun when there's plenty of shade close by. However, go ahead."

After all George Francis Train doea know a thing or two he aays: "The most important thing is to atop 8,000,000 damphools from voting, nntll they get some brains In their thick skulls."

By waiting until the train is fairly flying along and then apitting out the window, you can ascertain whether those on the three or four seata back of you have handkerchief^ or not.—Wheeling Sunday Leader. "Good gracious, Maria 'exclaimed Mr. Spilkin, "how my back itches!" "Guess somebody's put a flea in your rear," she replied Spilkins said there were paragraphers enough without her trying to be funny, a

Nothing will sooneV make a eyea shoot fire, his brain whirl, and his heart flop up againat his pslate, than to lose his balance on his available leg while trying to a tow the other away in his dual garmentnre.—Boston Transacript.

We find the Intelligence in the London Daily News that a wasp attacked her Brittannio Majesty, who hsd to be assisted by Viscount Macduff before it could be driven off." Where waa John Brown tbat he foiled to take the wasp by the soruff of the neck!

At a Dubuque wedding the other day among the wedding preeents ostentatiously displayed was a fl.000 bill, present from the doting fkther to his darling daughter. After the guests bad departed the old man cooly rolled up bill and put it in his vest pocket, and that was the end of it.

Did the prophet Isaiah ever eat at a railroad station? It certainly looks BO, for how oould he hsve described it so literally if he had not? "And he ahall snstch on the right hand and be hungry and he shall sat on the left hand, and they shall not be satisfied. a

A man may sneer at a woman will hecause ahe can't sharpen a lead pencil, but she hss the smile on him when he standa holding an unoccupied suspender button in his hand, and wondering whether it will hurt less to pull the needle out of his thumb the same way it went in, or push it on through.— Burlington Hawkeye.

Some of the boys of Carrollville, Wis., made a midnight parade, wrapped in sheets, and starting from'the village graveyard. Their idea was to scare whoever saw them. They succeeded. Three women went into convulsions at the sight, one sick man waa thrown into relapse, and a girl broke her arm hy a foil In climbing hastily over a fonca. 1.

General Butler's costume aa a workingman when he makees speech excites the admiration of the Hartford Times. He appears In a plain evening coatume —dress coat, white neoktie, white silk stoddngs and low dancing shoes Just like any other worMngntyui, to ssy nothing of his brilliant diamond ring, and faultless buttonhole bouquet.

The New Orleana Picayune requests politicians to make lem noiss at their wtlngs, as their vociferations, disturb the yellow fever patients. Which state of things reminds the Baltimore Ossetts of the persistent card dealer who crawled out from under the wreck of a steamship saloon on the Psdflc and cried 6ut above the Shrieks and prayers of the passengers snd the howling of the tempest, "Remember, hoys, I played the txay fox low."

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People and Things.

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enough to keep his mouth shut, go— peopls live sixty yeaa without learning the art indeed, the older they grow, the wider their mouths opsn. A man or a woman who is a gabbler ia a dreadful affliction to a home, a church ox a community. There are two things this age to learn when to aay nothing, and when it says anything, to aay it welL If any man among yon seems to be religion* and bridleth not his tongue, that man's religion Is vein.

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Feminitems.

The latest style in hair Is lunatler fringe. It is very popular for moon-jjk] light partings.

A fet woman drank ash bark tea tO| make her lean, and she skippsd off to?* the better land just two hours ahead of! a lean woman who was eating gumf arable to make her fat.

A French gentleman meets young* snd pretty Amerioan girl in Paris. "Whst in the world sre you doing* 4 here?" "Pm spending my honeymoon." But where is yonr husband "Oh! He Js in ]^e* York!"-Pari^Fi-, garo.

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There is woman in New York who deals in real estate (as did her mother before her), and hss amassed a largo fortune. Twioe she hss set her husbsnd up In business, snd twlcs he hss foiled. He stays at home now and is supported by his wife. in ri.*"

There are Some scenes aVmostlob pure snd sacred to be viewed by the thoughtless world. One of them is two hundred pound woman with a mole on her chin "talking baby" to an ounoeand a half canary bird in a brass csgs.— Rockland Courier.

Mrs. Mary Mapes Dodgs'was brought out through the medium of misfortune, whereby she was thrown upon her own resources. Her husband was a promising young lawyer, and waa rapidly acquiring prominence, when be was drowned by foiling overboard from a ferryboat. Thrown upon her own resouroee, the widow turned to literature, and uot only found a congenial pursuit, but the means of earning a handsome competence.

Bridget Sullivan waited outside the foundry wherein Patsy Dasey worked^ in Springfield, Ohio. He had offended her, and ahe declared tbat she Intended to puniah him. A throng of workmen gathered to see Patrick puniahed, and there waa much merriment when he came out, for fun was anticipated. But nobody thought it funny when Bridget, drew a revolver and fired six wild shots, two of the bullets lodging In the bodies^ of spectators and one In Patrick.

Accustomed to the sociability and fun^ of the bathing hour In America, the pictorial costumes of the bathers, and the spioe of danger inaeparable from most bathing along our coasts, English sea bathing seemed rather deeptaahle to Brighton correspondent of the Christian^ Union. The English woman's batbing| oostafne is hideous—a dingy blue ork brown garment shaped like a child'si^|^ nightgown, of the rudest msterial andi construction, and always of Skimped dimensions. Venus herself would be fright in it. "To see two dowsgers ofh beroio mould and monstrous breadth ini^v this oost tune," says this writer, "buret* Si lug from it, indeed—roped each to their wheel of her machine, standing knee deep In the water, and, holding each other by the hande, churn slowly, solemnly, and with profound agitation of the water, down and up, down and up,: nothing, no, nothiflg.save wild Uughter can adequately relieve the overwrought foelingsof the most dignified of obeenris

A MEMPBI8MAGDALEN* Memphis Appeal. Cook, who kept the noted demi monde establishment^ the Mansion' Bouse, hss disohansd sll bsr female inmates and is taking yellow fever patients in her elegantly furnished rooms. Being hereslf sn sxpsrt in the managemenf of the dlssass, ahe hi personally superintending the nursing of all the patients. One, we learn, has already eonvalssced In that establishment.

LATUL—Annie Cook the woman wbo, after along life of shame, ventured all sbebsdofllfeand property for the sick, died yesterday morning at 7 o'clock, of yellow fever, which Shecontraoted wldle nursing her patients.

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Minnesota girls who are out plowing^ and drop down for a rest and a nap,t~ wake up and find their long golden hair« gone—cut off by aome deaigning villains aent out by an eastern hair store.

It wss a man who invanted the aide-:, ssddle, and every time Anna Dickinsons? thinks of how much time he threw^ sway to make a woman look ungraceful ahe wanta to pull some one'a hair.

A Michigan woman aaya she hopes never to go to heaven unless there are^ poatoffloes there. She can think oft^ nothing nioer than to be handed a fat letter in a brown envelope by the gen-|iM eral delivery elerk.

The Nation thinks that part of the drill of every girl'a achool ought to be the reception by a wife in an old gown toadinnerof corned beef and cabbage of an unlookedfor guest, thoughtlessly brought home by a reckless husband,

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The doctor says—Plague teke it. The teacher ssys—Well thsfs eooL The scholar ssys—Fll be switched. The preacher aays Mercy on ua. The farmer says—Lsndsskss. The soldlsr ssys—Shoot it. The lawyer says—Hold up your right

The merchant eays—By the prophete. The newspaper men says hia prayers, for he never swears.

Actors say the hardest task to learn i^ how to laugh naturally.