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THE MAIL
A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.
This advice is good for people as well as for roses. There may be Websters, Clays and Calhouns concealed from the public in the back woods, the country village, the town or city. There may te men of eminent business capacity who never had a chance to exhibit themselves before an astonished and admiring public. There may be saints of the first water who "waste their fragrance on the desert air." But if a man is not reoognlzed as a stateman, a shrewd business man, or a saint, by the public, it is safe for him to conclude that the public is right in its judgment concerning his merits, and that he and his special friends are mistaken. "Vox populi, vox Dei." In ninety-nine and nine-tenths cases out of a hundred the "vox populi" concerning a man is quite as good as the •'vox Del" would be. Men generally get quite as good a reputation as they deserve, and instead of fighting against it, and growling or whining, or sniffling about lack of appreciation, or being misunderstood, the best thiag one of these unappreciated and misunderstood people can do, is to take the public judgment as correct and attempt to earn a better reputation.
There is a man prominent before the public, whose friends and admirers—the most prominent among these friends and admirers being himself—think he is greatly misrepresented and misunderstood. T. T. knows the man intimately and thoroughly, and knows that his reputation is far better than he deserves, lie regards himself as the soul of honor, and Is so regarded by his admirers, bat T. T. and all who know him Intimately, know that to secure his own ends there is no dishonorable act of which be would not W guilty, though of oourse be and his friends would find some pretty name in which to dress it and conceal from his and their eyes its real deformity. He is regarded as learned by his friends and himself, but it is only his self-conceit that persuades him of bis superior wisdom, and his self assertion that convinces his satelltea. As be moves about the streets with an air of importanoe •suggestive of the "monarch of all I survey," a few Atand aside in awe, but moat whom he meets "laugh in their sleeves" at the self-conceited poppy. Of oourse these sentiments get expression, sod then he, poor fellow, feels hurt, or would if he did not know, as be thinks, that it is not from lack of real merit, bat from lack of appreeiation that the disparaging remarks are made. The fact is, that this bombastic, self-inflated balloon ia even more highly thought of than be deserves to be.
Then tbare Is no matter about his name—who la always in a row with somebody, and must everlastingly be straightening out some crooked thing, or something that he thinks is crooked. Now this man thinks he is misunderstood by the public, that it is his exalted honor and piety that brings him into trouble. He is mistaken. He is a sour old curmudgeon, who mistakes his vinegary temper for religion. He deserves the reputation be bean, or at least be does not deserve abetter one, and never will till be takes the popular judgment conoerning himself ss correct, and sweetens up.
Then there is a sensitive man who thinks he is without due credit lor his generosity. He really thinks that he has been a very generous man, while be
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VOX POPULI, VOX DEI.
There may be a large number of rosen "bora to blush unseen," though T. T. cannot swear to it, as be never saw an unseen rose blushing, and rw saw anybody who did. Yet judir'v.s from the fact that roses are often foand in oat of the way places, it is probably true that there are some, perhaps a majority of the family, blooming and blushing in nooks and corners and deserts so far out of the way that nobody over sees them. Some of these may be very fine roses. But If arose does blnsh where it is seen it may as well accept the popular judgment in regard to its beauty and fragrance as to grumble about not being appreciated.
has the reputation of never having given as much as he claims, and, when he has given, has taken pains to put his gilts where they would do the most good—to himself, He thinks that the public, his church, and the people generally do not appreciate his efforts and gilts. They do at least they give him more credit than be deserves. He will be fortunate If he finds In the end that "vox Dei" is as favorable as "vox populi," aamuoh aa he complains now of the vox.
So it goes the world over and the world through. If a man gets a reputation for being proud, he probably is proud, and he'd better stop a little. If a man gets the reputation for being couceited and overbearing, he probably has earned it, and has no reason to complain of his wages. If a man gets the reputation of being an old scold, be would do well to devote the heft of his energies to letting the vinegar out of his temper and putting In a little sugar. If a man gets the reputation, after years, of never giving a penny unless he sees how he is to get two in the place of it, he can secure appreciation by bestowing his bounty where it will not benefit him personally. A reputation for meanness is not built on generous, noble living. There Is no use in butting our heads against the "vox populi," or wasting our breath in complaining of it, for most of us will be lucky dogs if we find in the end that the "Vox Dei" lets us off as easily as the "vox populi."
Topics of the Times,
CAPITAL AND LABOR
"Wealth or property cannot be conjured np by legislation nor by political parties. Nosllght-of-hand can produce It no phi losopher's stone or perpetual motion can be discovered by legislative device*, however cunning. Property is the produot of labor, ltmmt be hewed out of the forest, plowed out of the field, basted out of the mine, pounded out of the anvil, wrought out in the factory and furnace. Labor is at the bottom of it all, aad the nation in which there are the & ost laborers, and in which labor Is the best cherished and cared for, must be the richest and most prosperous. Capital and labor are natural allies. When tbey work together both are enriched wlien they are hostile and are separated both suffer."—Senator Conkliag.
These are wise and true words from eloquent lips. There are many men who imagine that all the ills we suffer and all the blessings we enjoy flow either from good or bad legislation as the case may be. If the country prospers, the laws are wise if it is in distress, the laws are foolish. When hard times come all the blame is saddled on the party in power and there ia furious clamor for a obange no matter what the change is, only the party in power is ousted. Present the most cogent arguments to this class of people, make clear as the sunlight the true canse and reason of the distress from which the nation Is suffering, and it avails nothing. They will wag their heads incredloosly and be satisfied with nothing but "a change." Tbey cry that capital is oppressing labor, that the "money power" is sucking the blood like a vampyre from the veins of the worklngmen. Strangely enough, when capital was building factories and railroads and giving labor all it could do, it was not charged with oppressing the workingmen. But now, when It foils to furnish as mnch employment as. before, this charge of oppression is made. The truth is, as Senator Conkllng says, that labor now lacks employment because capital is afraid it hesitates and holds back, and the laboring classes suffer In consequence. And why is capital afraid? Because of this agitation of the financial system because of this wild clamor for a change from old and tried principles to new and doubtful expedients. And capital will continue to be afraid as long as this agitation oontinuea. And as long as capital is afraid the worklngmen will oontinue to suffer, because industry will remain torpid and paralyzed. It is asocial maxim worth remembering that "when oapital and labor work together both are enriched when they are boatile and separate both suffer."
HASTE TO BE RICH.
We have lived a month now without a bankrupt law, and it really seems ss if we can get along without that expensive luxury. And, are we mistaken, or Is it true that the change has exerted a tonic effect on business and the credit of business men generally? Are we mistaken again, or la it Indeed a Ikot that we arealowly swinging round to the oldtime virtue of honesty sod integrity? In our baste to be rich we had well nigh forgotten yt. Happy will it be for the nation if the storm of disaster and ruin which has beaten upon us for the past five years shall drive os into the safe haven of honest dealing.
It is certain that Integrity is the foundation principle of all genulnefraooesa. It takes an honest and sinosre man to accomplish anything of permanent value. A trickster may seem to suooeed for a time, but his suooesa is short-lived. Men find him out by and bye and he la cast overboard. He soon passes for his true value and Is treated with contempt by honest men. "He that znaketb haste to be rich shall not be innocent." That maxim has rang down the ages and will be as true a thousand years hence as It is to-day. Merely to get riches is no worthy object of lite. The comfortable income
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which enables Its possessor to supply his family with all the needed oomforts of life and properly eduoatehia ohlldren, is in reality productive of more genuine happineas than the colossal fortune of a Stewart or a Vanderbilt. The man who aeta bia heart apon a fortune ia very apt to beoome groveling and penurious his oonsoience losea its natural senaitivenesa and grows dull and rusty the more refined enjoyments of life lose their relish, and he becomes sordid, peevish and morose. Ha who, on the other hand, fixes as his goal the attainment of an income sufficient for all hla reasonable wants, can take life more leisurely, can afford to put more principle into his work in short, can afford to practioe the old-time virtue of honest dealing. If we shall not make money quite so fast for the next few years as we did, It is quite possible that we shall get more real enjoyment out of what we do make and out of the manner of making it.
SUPERSTITION.
Speaking of popular superstitions, Mrs. Henry Ward Beecher, in the Christian Union, says: "It is seldom that a housekeeper can persuade a servant, particularly if she is Irish, te begin her work In a new place on a Friday, no matter bow urgent the case may be but they are perfectly willing to come on Saturday." But this foolish superstition about Friday being a day of bad omen is far from being oonfined to servant girls, either Irish or otherwise. There are many sensible people who entertain it, though tbey would be ashamed to admit that they did. The fact affords a striking illustration of the perversion of ideas by the lapse of time. In his history of the English people, Mr. Green, speaking of the days of the week and how their names origisated, says: "Friday is Frea'sday, the deity of peace and joy and fruitfulness, whose emblems, borne aloft by dancing maidens, brought increase to every field and stall they visited." But the moderns have taken this day that was sacred to the god'of peaoe and joy and made it a day of ill omen, of bad luck, and the day of all the week best suited to the hanging of criminals! If any thing will cure one of superstistion, lessons like this ought to do it.
A Woman's Thoughts.
BY A NEW CONTRIBUTOR.
Women, as a class, are incapable of true friendship men, as a class, are incapable of constant love. History bears me out in this statement, for while we find recorded many instances of the lasting friendship that existed between the heroes of olden times, I do not know of one solitary example that is handed down of the loyal friendship of women. I always make it a rule to defend my sex as far as possible, but I am entirely too well acquainted with them to claim perfection for them, and agiin I make the assertion that women cannot be friends In the highest sense of the word.
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Take for instance two schoolboys: they fight one another and the boys who have a band to band oombatone,day,and scratch and pull hair and pound in regular pugllistio style, will the next day go swimming or nutting or fishing in the most devoted manner and woe be to any boy who insults either of these friends, for he is sare to get a good threshing from the other. They grow up together and enter oollege. Here the old friendship continues, tbey read Latin and Greek together together tbey commit misdemeanors and are arraigned before the Faculty, and whatever may be the penalty inflicted they bear It like men, together. The time oomes for parting they make no wordy vows of eternal friendship, tbey do not even promise to correspond, but In the hearty grip of the hand, the moisture of the eyes, snd the fervent "Good by, old fellow if you are ever In trouble, just let me know," each frAn that be posa friend till death.
They go out In the world and enter the busy, rushing turmoil of life, but amid all the cares and anxieties in the strife for wealth and fame never a thought of the old friend oomes without a warm throbbing of the heart, a longing to look Into those honest eyes and clasp that beloved hand. As his boys grow up about him he tells them of his old obum, and charges them if ever they meet any of his children to be kind to them for their father's aake. Years afterward if be hear* this friend Is in trouble or disgraoe, he dots not stop to ask whether or not he deserved it, but be simply says, "For the sake of the old friendship I will go to his assistanoe," and he goes. Thus they pass through life, working and sacrificing for one another, permitting no petty jealousies oifenvy to oome between, each rejoicing over the other's successes and Borrowing over his misfortunes, defending him when the voice of slander assails blm and extolling bis virtues when tbey are questioned and when one of these friends dies, the other follows him to his last resting place with a heavy and mourning heart, saying, "1
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have lost something this world can never replace, my loat companion, my dearest, best friend." Such is man's friendship.
As we oannot depend upon historical records of women's friendship, for the reason that history oannot record what never took plaoe, we must judge by what we have seen and heard, and take for example two little school girls in their white aprons on their way to school. Tbey will quarrel upon the moat trifling subject, and instead of fighting it out like boys, they will call eaoh other names, make "faces," and set to work to oreate two separate faetions of all the other little girls, each doing all they can to spite the other party. If two meet to spend the afternoon together and a third one comes In, even although tbey may be the beat of friends, the first two will make war upon the third and drive her ignominously from the field. Little girls are continually vacillating, friends one day, enemies the next. But from fifteen to eighteenth! what an example of friendship! When I meet girls of this age I keep saying to myself, "Have oharity. Have charity. Remember you once were in your teens." I expect I was, but bow I do pity the people who had to live with me. What vows of eternal, everlastlng, undying friendship girls exchange at that age nobody but themselves can ever know. Tbey are not satisfied with pledging themselves orally, but they go home and write it to one another on gilt edged note paper, and in the silence of tbe night tbey record tbelr pledges in the pages of their journals. But let one of these girls get a gold neck chain that the other covets, let her receive the largest share of attention at a party, or let her sucoeed in trapping some downy-lipped youth for whom the other had set her snares, and bang! goes the friendahip, .shattered into pieces so small they can never be collected and cemented together again. Every woman of mature years can look back with a smile and a sigh upon her school girl friends, a few of whom, perhaps, she atill retains, but a large majority would have to be introduced before she could even recall them.
But the most absurd thing of this kind is the friendship of married women. Here you behold it in all its absurdity and inconsistency. There are women who cant go down town to buy a calico dress without calling for their dear particular friend to go with them. Her opinion must be consulted upon the most trifling matters, 'and the two friends are inseparable, but if you happen to find one of them alone and mention the other, you will be surprised at the catalogue of her faults which will be furnished you, and you will wonder why, if the half of it is true, this lady will have anything to do with her, much less regard her as an intimate Mend. Let a woman get into trouble Or disgrace of any kind, and see how quickly her friends forsake her not one to stand by her in her humiliation. Such is woman's friendship. ri*j
In genuine, uncbangable friendship I give tbe palm to tbe maseuline sex but in constant devotion, in unalterable affection, there indeed do the beautiful characteristics of woman's heart ahine pre-eminent. A man may love with more strength than a woman but it is a quiok fire that soon burns out. If a woman retains her health, her beauty and ber vivaoity, ahe may hope to retain her husband's affections, but otherwise the chances are not in her favor. Long and continued ill health, and oonaequent loss of beauty and apirit, are very trying to a man's affection, but it ia around the sick oouoh and when a man ia broken down in health and vitality that the gentle and lovely qualities of a woman's nature are made manifeat, and the constancy and devotion of women in times of sickness and distress are proverbial tbe world over, while It is an acknowledged fact that these are tbe very times when a man wants to get away and delegate his duties to some of the weaker sex. There Is scarcely a man on earth who will atand by the woman he has loved If she foils Into disgrace. "I ask not, I care not if guilt's in that heart, I but know that I love thee whatever thou art," exolaims the woman, while tbe man says: "My wife must be like Caesar's, above reproach." "You have wronged and disgraced me," says the wife, "but I will forgive you and we will try to live it down together." Thus, supported by that faithful woman the man starts out anew and wins his last plaoe in society. "You have wronged me and disgraoed me," says the husband, "now go home to your lather, If you have any, and if you haven't, go some place else," and with no one to sustain her, the unfortunate woman can have no hope of regaining her former position
Of course it would be impossible to make any statement that would cover all cases, but tbe observation of all thoughtful persons will verify the opinion that men are more just to tbelr own sex than women ar»to theirs, but that women are more constant to men than are men to women. In ether words, if
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People and Things.
Most of tbe poetry milla are running full time on autumn styles. What a barber ahould talk about while shaving a roan-A^p? two seconds. .fefclflfr as'.f'
A western lawyer included in his bill against his client: "To waking up in the night and thinking about your case, |5."
One of John Brown's guns has just been recovered from tbe bed of the Potomac, where it has lain for nineteen years. •TV?'**™""'
There's no disgrace in being poor—the thing is, to keep It quiet and not let your neighbors know anything about it. —Elmlra Gazette. "Baby Mine's" sire has arrived at home, and had to get up after the paregoric eleven times the first night. He is going back across the sea.—Breakfast Table Brown.
A New York woman says: "Were it not for tbe self sacrificing women of the land who marry and support so many men, the number of tramps would be largely increased." *i
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Somehow or other, frben a man goes to Texas, be seems to think that his friends up North would appreciate nothing so highly as the present of a live horned frog. "Don't call me Mister," said an affected lover to bis package of sweetness, "give me some sweet sounding, cheering name." And she called him a "gay lute."—Reynoldsville Herald. "There would be more saloons in this town," said a native, a* the train slowed north through Montgomery, "if it wasn't for one thing." "And what ia that?" asked the-tourist. "Ain't any more houses," replied the native, and tbe tourist opened his note book and remained absorbed in thought.
Brother Nathan Kane attended arevival meeting near Culpepper, Va., and was singing psalms and bymnB and spiritual songs out of a bymnbOok whioh Deacon Lewis Tyman wanted. Deacon Tyman drew his trusty razor, and the pastor, who had been unable to prevent the discussion, will conduct Brother Kane's funeral services.
It is written in a fine female hand. It is a poem, and aaks: "What was the dream of your life It is signed "El frlda." We havent room for the poem, but just to quiet Elfrida we will answer her oonundrum. The dream of our life has been to be rich enough to put on a olean shirt every day and to have two suits of clothes with a pair of suspenders to each pair of pants, iiut It has never been realized, Elfrida. Castles in the air.—Keokuk Constitution.
Grace Greenwood think the Engliah workmen take too many holidays and oonsume too much beer and gin and beer, so that their brains are befogged and nerves unsettled. She saya: "I am convinced that England's heart of oak is being eaten out by the fire of intemperance. If no check is put to this fearful vice, no restriction on the multiplication of ale houses and gin shops, those crystal palaces of satan, republican Franoe will yet surpara imperial England in material prosperity as in art. She is surpassing her now in spite of the fearful hindrances and humiliations. the burden and drain of wars and revolutions."
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"Thk "Old Probabilities" scattered everywhere over tbe country are beginning to prophesy about the ooming winter. There is a good deal of unan imity in the expression that a severe winter is ^approaching. In New York the musk rata are building very thick walla to their houses, and the fish are seeking deep water. In the mountainous and milder regions the game is ooming to the clearings. All these and many other signs lndioate that this will be a fine season to lay In loe. It is a good time to contract for your ooal just now, though it is but fair to add that the onion peelings are thin, whioh betokena a mild winter. However, you ^a^ra your money and you takes your
A MAX named Frost, now in New England, Is doing his level beat to disgraoe the calling of a temperanoe leoturer. The clergy of Norwich decided, after hearing Frost'a lecture on temper* anoe, to give him no encouragement. Hie Rev. & W. Bacon conveyed thla determination to tbe lecturer, and in bis next apeeoh Frost said: "There ia a bell for just auch men aa he (Dr. Bacon). I aay here, publicly. I mean what I aay. Mid am responsible for every word I aay. Dr. Bacon is a mean, low, miserable, naaty, stinking minister or the gospel. Thara the kind of an oyster I am. If he wants to fight I am ready for him. I will meet film morning, noon, or night, and measure off twelve pasea with him anywhere. Hell is made for just auch men aa hew I defy Dr. Bacon. I defy the newapapers, 1 defy the devil, I defy them alL I will atav hare until I oompel Dr. Bacon to figbt. Tbe contemptible pup, be dare not jneet me on the field."
THK gnash of the eausage cutter chimes In with the flop of the pancake.
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We know all about twenty-seven button kid gloves now. The Boston Post' announces that tbey reach clear over the shoulder and button down tbe back.
A woman can't put on any side saddle style when she goes in a swimming. She baa either to kick out like a knan or get drowned.
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A young lady in Illinois, skilled in archery, disabled two tramps who were trying to break isto the house. Sbe struck 'em with a poker.
Vasaar oollege haa two Japanese girls, and the Philadelphia Chronicle aays it is an affecting sight to see tbe American girls teaching them how to slide downtbe balustrade.
Judge Sodgwick, of New York, succeeds Judge Hilton as tbe target of infuriated women. He has decided that persistent soolding justifies a divorce suit as much as does a blow or kick.
Women who would heaitate about crying before a husband or a lover have no ., scruples about shedding tears before an audience. It is with tbelr emotions as with their shoulders, tbey are only displayed in public.
Mrs. Mackay, wife of tbe bonanaa king, has over $250,000 worth of jewelry* and when ahe gets tbe toothache shesuffers just as tbe woman whose bracelets and diamonds came from the nine-ty-nine oent store. i.,,
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A cautioua man may seek recreation in toying with the hind hoofs of tho abrupt mule, but only tbe most reckless will follow within a oouple of rods of tbe agile young woman who kioka her train Into the air and oatcbes it on the fly. I 2, is..
The guardian of'the oemetery at Paris In which all the executed criminals are-' interred says that it rarely occurs that any of the relatives of the dead, with the exception of mothers, oome to visit tbe graves. But the motbera invariably* come.
A girl who will sit with a fellow all night on tbe stairs at a ball, with no clothes on above her waist worth speaking of, would faint away dead if the same fellow were to meet heron the stairs, muffled from head to foot in three nightgowns. Curious, isn't it ?,
A Virginia woman offers to Sell her husband by auction and apply the proceeds to tbe liquidation of the State.: debt. "I can recommend him to purchasers," sheadda, "aa a man possessing all the qualities a woman capable of controlling himoould desire."
It ia the custom in Franoe for the^ bridegroom to present tbe bride with:i three dresses—a visiting dress, a travel-rJ ing dress and a reception dress. Ao-^ cording to existing fashions tbe visitingu dress is usually of faille or fhille and oaabmere, the reception dress of Indian ^, cashmere and the traveling dress of the same material, only a coarser texture:
The carelessness of a lady carrying thousand dollar greenback in ber pockety while ahopping must be very apparent, 4 and the atill greater carelessness of leaving it loose in her coaoh while ahopping in Broadway, can hardly admit of question. Yet auoh waa done by a society lady in New York with the not astonishlng result of having it atolen.
A man in aNew York city jail on the charge of having, fourteen living wives was visited by six of tbem at once, the other day. The women filed in, inr/^ as on so at lean, their agea ranging from SO to 45 yeara, and all bearing a severe expression of oountenance. The oborus of an opera wasn't a circumstance to tbej noise they made when their twelve eyes* rested on the deatroyerof their happl-, ueas, sis*.*? sisft iMM- t*Jki
She waa a Boston girl. She waa vlalting her Whitehall oounty oousin. While ri walking out, several butterflies passed#? her. "Oh dear me,[what oharmlng little *'r birds. They are perfectly exquisite." "Tbey are not birds, my dear," replied the country oousin, "tbey are butterfiiea." "Ob, you don't say ao. Then', 1 these are dear little creatures that flyi-. from flower to flower and gather tbe aweet yellow butter that we uae? They are too loyely for anything."—Whitehall Tlmea.
In regard to a oertain foahion now In vogue, a gentleman writes tbe following to the Woman "a journal: "Ewry day I meet in the streets of Boston youug ladles who would otherwise look intelligent, reduced to tbe appearance of idiocy 4 by a peculiar method of oombing the hair down over the forehead. This hideous deformity is evidently copied from tbe patients of lunatic asylums^ and schools for tbe foeble minded. The S effect is shocking. Although not fastidioua, I shrink from these ladies as dilldren shrink from a hideous mask. It is a protest against being considered strong minded that the young women thus as- ft: aume the garb of idiocy? I am told that a lady thna degraded ia aaid to have her II hair'banged.' But it seems to methstPfl her sanity must be
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