Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 9, Number 48, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 31 May 1879 — Page 2

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O* bin Paper are published. l„c KIKar EDITION, on Friday Evening, iia& a large circulation in the surrounding town*, where It is sold by newsboys and bgtStS. Tne 8ECON EDITION, on Saturday Evening, gH8 into the hands of nearly every reading person-in the city, and the farmers of this immediate vicinity. Every Week's Issue is, in lac',

TWO newspapers.

In which all Advertisements appear for THE Pit ICE OF ONE ISSUE.

8TORY TELLERS IS WASHINGTON.

HOW SBNATOKS AND REPRESENTATI VES AM USE HEM SELVES

IN TEE1R LEISURE, -ij: HOURS.

Washingtoa Cor. St. Paul Pioneer Press Wh«n some senator or member of ruuuci«tte ability is making a speech, the cloak rccais are generally crowded. The scene represents a club room more than anything else." but were there not so many hats and coats along tbe walls, and w«re there more ol an air of cheerfulness, the resemblance would be more oornplete.

As it is, however, the cloak rooms are the asost interesting places at the Capitol. Around the walls are cleats, on which are large brass hooks with the nfitues of their owners on little cards under them, on which tbe Congressional hats and coats are hung. There are sofas and settees of old-fashioned patterns, and well worn numerous chairs in va rkua stages of decay, and offering various degrees of attraction are scattered •bout. '1 re area tankard of tee water, three or four marble wash basins, with soap and tuwels, and at the House end of tbe Capitol a couple of barber's chairs in each cloak room. Cheerful iires burn iu tbe grate*, and generally one of the cbsncieliers are lighted, for the only light that can be otherwise obtained is filtered through tbe stained glass windows from the public corridors. A box of matches sets ou the mantle, and in the House cloak room one of the pending gas jets seen in cigar stores gives tbe smoker his"fire."

At any time during the season, groups of lounging statesmen may be passed, in every variety of posture, all smoking, and "discussing the events of the day, or telling stories, and some of the best atory tellers in the world were in the last Congress.

Abraham Lincoln's stories are quite a? much apart of his administration as the Emancipation Proclamation. President Grant told a story eloquently when he was "unbent," but he was not iu tbe habit of telling tbem promiscu ously. President Hayes does not origi nate storirs as Lincoln did, but often quotes them, and seema to have bees studying Lincoln, for he repeats his sayings very frequently.

Secretary Evarts is an habitual wag aud is the life of Cabinet meetings, very often Illustrating his views on a pendiug question on the point of an anecdote. Many of his stories are in circulation now. Attorney General Devens doesn't tell many stories, but is given to punning. Secretary Thompson loves a joke a? well as ever a man did, and can entertain a company with ''Hoosier" anecdotes for a whole evening at a time. Postmaster-General Key often attempts to b« fupny, and sometimes succeeds, but generally tells a story you have heard before. Schurz is fond of a good story, but doesn't tell one. Sherman and McCrary are the sober men of the Cabinet. Sherman sometimes smiles, but was never heard to give a goocl hearty laugb. McCrary laughs sometimes, and is always in good humor, but you seldom get an anecdote from him

Charles Sumner never knew what a joke was. Humor was entirely absent frum hia nature. Morton enjoyed stories, and told them sometimes, but he was always a very busy man, and when be wasn't in bed suffering torture indescribable, bo was generally at work.

Gen. Sherman is an inveterate story teller, and you can catch him at army headquarters, surrounded by his staff, relating his experiences, of which he seems to have an tmsual amount of an amusing character, or describing some funny sight he has seen, or some funny thing he has beard. He has a keen sense of the ridiculous, aud is graphic in description, and very successful in mim lcrv. Vice President Wheeler enjoys a joke as well as any man in Congress, but seldom perpetrates one.

Conkling is Inimitable whenever he cheoses to Be. There Is no man in public life wbo has conversational power equal to his. He can be interesting on any subject that may enter a conversation and when he fairly lets himself out, a be did a year ago last summer, in England, people stare at him until they are overcome by fascination. Blame is equally accomplished, but does not display himself as Conkling does on stated occasions. Blaine is more genial as a common thing, but not so pyrotechnic in his displays.

Gen. Butler can make himself as in* teresting as any man when he chooses, but his humor is generally of a grim kind, and he tries to make people uncomfortable. If Butler stould sit down at a dinner table with twelve strangers, before the ooffee was reached he would find the tender spot of each man's armor. He has a disagreeable way of finding out the weaknesses of those with whom be comes in contact, and a conceited ass or a braggart never wants to saeet Butler a second time. He puts his faculty o! making people unoomfortable to very good use sometimes bnt be isn't always disagreeable, for he can be as charming as sweet sixteen when he •looses.

Msrtin I. Townsend, Proctor Knott, Sunset Cox, Charles Foster and Dr. Stewart were the story-tellers of the last House. Ir. Stewart will be especially 'missed from the cloak room coteries, mnd his stories, most of which are new down here, will be quoted until he coram back to Congress to tell some more,

NEW FRIENDS.

There are new friends wbo are as dear «s the old—those who give their young confidence to our matured sympathies, or who meet us as companions, each ou &he same level of experience and thought. They know us when the struggle is past and we are made they see us perfected in fortune and repute, and "know nothing of those early days of trial when wn failed more often than we succeeded, and for even? step forward used to slip two back. They see only as "successes," and it is to tbem an If we liad been born in the purple, which the older know that we have bought by our .own exertions only, and donned but of

Jute years.

A HUSBAND'S EXPLANATION. Cauaeur in Boston Transcript. It is a fact that has been noticed and commented upon, timeout df mipd, that many husoaads neglect those little attentions and marks Of affection of which they were so Jlavish during courtship. Of course there must be a reason for a custom which, though rspreheusl* ble in the abstract, has the sanction of all but universal practice, and it becomes tbe duty of the philosopher to inquire into and expound it. Perhaps it is best illustrated by an annecdote which was told Causeur by a friend, whose wife, by the way, manifested her dlspleaqurteiiy very decided terms While be was relating* it. It seems that on Columbu.9. ».Y,eaH0_ there dwell a wedded pair who were made one last fall. No knight of old was more devoted to his "fair ladye" than was the husband during the honeymoon and the moon that followed it., But ere tbe third moon had waned the youug wife noted—or thought she noted, no doubt it was fancy—a change. As time passed on, it became still more apparent. Her husband was loving, of course, but somehow there was a lack of tbe old ardor, there was a falling off in the old aemonstrativeness. This troubled her, and woman-like, she was quiok to conclude that bis love for her had cooled. One evening, after thinking the matter over all day, she broke out with, "You don't love me any more." "What makes jou think so?" he asked, in a business-like way, scarcely lifting bis eyes from tbe book which he was reading. "Because," she sobbed, "you never pet me any more, and you re not half so attentive as you used to

are be." regular cry. The husband saw that something must be done. Laying aside his book and regretfully relinquishing his cigar—a man does hate to be disturbed when once settled for the eveninghe went to his weeping wife and led her to the window. "My dear,"be said, "do you see that horse car coming up the avenue?" "I do," she sobbed. "And do you see that man running to catch it?" "Yes, dear, what of it?" "And do you see that he is straining every nerve, that he is shouting to the conductor at the top of his voice, and doing his best to make the car slop?" "I do," said the wife, whose curiosity was aroused, "but what on earth has that to do—" One moment, my dear. Look again. Do you observe that he has caught tbe car, and that he is no longer running, but is probably quietly seated inside, taking a rest? He has got through shouting and running, because he has caught the car. Now, my dear"—at this point he kissed away her tears—"it is just so with me. I have caught the car." And with that the self-satisfied monster led bis wife back to her seat on tbe sofa, and silently resumed his easy chair, cigar and book

Aud then she broke down into a

HOW MR. LINCOLN CAME TO WEAR HIS BEARD. But first, why is it that we should naturally come to write Mr. before the name of our great President, and not think of doing so before the name of Washington, is somethiag we cannot explain. He never bore any other title except that of "Honest Old Abe," and when be passed through the fires of martyrdom, to our respect for his high integrity was added the warmest feeling of our nature, love for the lost. Any incident, however trivial, connected with the personal or private history of such a man, so near tbe heart of every true American, is not without interest

Mr. J. C. Power, custodian of the Lin coin monument, has communicated to the Iuter-Ocean the facts in tbe case which, briefly stated, are as follows One day during tbe celebrated canvass of 1860, the father of a little girl named Grace Bedel (now Billings), aged thU"teen years, brought into the house a campaign picture of Lincoln and Hamlin. It was coarse aud rongh. The little girl being a stauuch Republican, and desiring ner favorite candidates to look as well as possible, thought to herself after scanning the face of Mr. Lincoln very carefully and critically, that it could be greatly improved. It was too plain for her, and the lines too angular. She therefore took it into her girlish head to write to the great "Rail Splitter" and suggest to him that the one thing needed to bring bis face out, was to adorn it with whiskers! She addressed tbe letter to Hon. Abraham Lincoln, Esq. Mr. Lincoln answered her letter, and informed her that he "was afraid people would think he would be guilty of a piece of silly affectation" were be to comply with her suggestion. But never theless the President elect did adopt the advioe, aud when the train reached Westfield, N.Y., where the little girl resided, on his way to Washington, Mr. Lincoln did not forget tbe little girl who bad advised tbe wearing of his beard. She was in the crowd trying to get a look at him, not supposing be had any thought of her. when what was ber sur-

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to learn that the great Lincoln bad nquired for her, ana said if she was present he would like to see her. She was brought forward. He stepped down to the platform of the car and shook hsuds with her, and kissed ber, remarking as be put his band t»his head, "You see I let those whiskers grow for you, Grace." The President did not fail to remind ber afterwards that she wss still in his memory. She now resides in Kansas.

NATIONS WITHOUT FIRE. According to Pliny, fire was st along time unknown to some of tbe ancient Egyptians aud when Thales, the celebrated astronomer showed It to tbem they were absolutely in rapture. Tbe Persians, Phoenicians, Greeks and several other nations acknowledge that their anoeetors were without the use of fire, snd the Chinese confess tbe same of their progenitors. Plutarch and ancient writers speak of nations who, st the time they wrote, knew not of tbe use of fire or bad Just learned It. Facts of the same kind are also attested by several modern nations. Tbe inhabitants of tbe Marian Islands, which were discovered in 1551, had no idea of fire. Never was astonishment greater than theirs when they saw it on the desert Nagellsn in one of their islands. At first they believed it was some kind of animal that fixed to and fed upon wood. Tbe inhabitants of of tbe Philippine and Canary Islands were formerly equally ignorant. Africa presents, even in our day, tribes in this deplorable state.

OHANCE FOR HISTORICAL INQUIRY. -Sj- VlncenaesMnn

It has long been a matter ot serious doubt to close observers oi the great seal of the State of Indiana, jost what the big bull was scared about—whether he was afraid the wild, awkward man with tbe ax was about to chop his tail off, or whether he feared that tbe "sun" just behind him was about to "set" on bias. Nans of the histories, to our knowledge, explain this important mat* ter.

"Nkvsr tell anyone what you are going to do till you have done it," mid Vabderbilt at one time, to a friend who Inquired of him wha&jnHt, the secret of success in business.

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TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENESTQ- MAIL.

A RELIQIO USSACRIFIQE THIRTY YEARS AGO?* Hartford Times.

The accounts aubljphed on the fanatical »murder* of his daughter by the Massachusetts Second Adventlst recalls a somewhat similar case that eecutred in New Haven some thirty years ago. It wss soon' after the frenzy that the predictions of Elder Miller, the apostle of tbe visible immediate coming of Christ, caused. In the northern part of the city, though then the outskirts, there were a number of ignorant people who Ujej together every day, ana almost all day long held their peculiar re/igious services, and among them were a man woman who were even more affectedoy the excitement than the others were. This man at length announced that a sacrifice was demanded that he was called upon by the Almighty to officiate as priest, and that the woman must give up her life as the sacrifice. He further announced that at the end of a certain time—those who best remember the facts say three davs—the woman's life would be restored, and that she would be glorified thereby, and be accepted as one of tbe saints of the kingdom. It is now stated that some of the people who listened to him believed that be was divinely commissioned to perform thq sacrificial act. At any rate, the hour and day were set, ana in a little room in a house in the outskirts tbe man and woman, and, it is said, others assembled. The woman, after prayers and incantations, laid upon the floor, and the man, seizing an axe, severed her head from her body, and otherwise mutilated the body then he sprinkled her with her own blood, and began to pray. When the police arrived he begged earnestly to be allowed to continue nis devotions, and assured the officers that they would either fall dead or else meet with the most terrible vengeance if he was interfered with. Popular feeling was so intense that there was some talk of lynching tbe man, but his insanity was so evident that he was merely confined. It put an end, however, to the religious excitement that had possessed a number of people for several months.

A REFUGEE'S STOR Y.

St. Louis Letter to Cincinnati Enquirer. I said to her, "Aunty, where is your old man?" With a sigh she said, "I'se got none." "Who did you come with "Wid dat chile," pointing to a girl of about fifteen "Haven't you any men folks to care for you?"

The old creature looked up at me with a sigh, and answered slowly, yet with tbe most simple and pathetic earnestness: "I believe dar's a heaben an' a hell, an' dat dem dat lies an' steals an' kills goes to hell. I knows dat. Jes' two weeks afore Chrismas my ole man went out in de cane to look fo' de mule, an' he nebber came back no moah. De whfte folks said he done gone norf. Den de day after Christmas my brudder went out "in de cane, an' when it got dark he didn't come back no moah, an' dey said he done gone norf too. But I was 'fraid he done gone furder away dan dat, an' de nex' day I tole my boy —he was ol'er dan dis gal—to go out an' 'tend he was lookin' for de mule, an' see ef he could find 'em. An' he nebber come back no moah. An' when Sunday came dis gal said she would go out in de cane, fur de grangers wouldn't be edit dat day, an' when she got down in de cane t'ards de byou she seed de buzzards sailln' roun' an' roun' an' she went ober dar, for she thought de mule had got stuck in de mire an' died an' when she got dare she foun' de ole man almost et uy by de buzzards, but she knowed de close. Den she seed de buzzards sailin' roun' at a nudder place, an' she went dar, an' dar was her uncle most half et up, an' close to him was her brudder. Den we come away, sayin' we was gwine to find de ole man an^ de boy, an' dat gal an' me is all dat's left."

MORE UNFINISHED WASHINGTON MON UMENTS. Chicago News. ',1

They are engaged upon fiSe erection of two monuments to Washington in Philadelphia one is to be erected in Washington square the corner stone of this was laid in 1832 but it remains for nearly fifty years undisturbed beneath the sods of'the square to this day. The fund for the monument is about $130,000, and is in the Fidelity Trust company. As early as 1810 the Ancient Society of Cincinnati resolved to erect a monument to Washington. For this also about $130,000 has been collected. The sculptor, Thomas Ball, now In Rome, has sent photographic views of his design for this long expected memorial. These rival designs have maintained antagonism to esch otbor, which accounts for the delay In carrying either into execution. In the meantitiae the children erected a Washington monument in front of Independence Hall. The monument of the society of Cincinnati will probably be erected in tbe park.

NEW STORY OF LINCOLN. New York Tribune. "Gentlemen," said Mr. Lincoln one day during war-time, to several western men who called upon him to criticise the administration, "suppose *11 the property you were worth was in gold, and you bad put it in tbe hands Of Blondin to carry across tbe Niagara falls on a tight-rope, would you shake the rope while he was passing over it, or keep shouting to him, 'Blondin, stoop a little more,'°Go a little ftwter?' No, I am sure you would not you would not you would hold your breath as well as your tongue, and keep your bands off until he was safely over. Now, tbe government is fn tbe same situation, and is carrying across a stormy ocean an immense weight untold treasures are in its hands. It is doing the best it can: don't badger it keep silence and it will go safely overt"

THE APPLE IN THE BOTTLE. On the mantelpiece of my grand moth

constantly was, "How oould it have got there?" By stealth I climbed a chair to see if tbe bottle would unscrew, or if there had been a joint In the glass throughout the vial. I was satisfied by careful observation that neither of these theories oould be supported and the apple remained to me an enigma and a mysterv. One dav, walking in the garden, I saw it all. There, on a tree, was a vial tied, and within it a tiny apple, which was growing within the crystal. Tbe spple was put into the bottle while it was little, and it grew there. More than thirty years ago we tried this ex-

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3 WORDS OF WISDOM,

Man must have occupation or be miserable. Good nature ig more^mlable than beauty and more agreeable than wit.

Depend on your own efforts. Dare to think for yourself, judge, decide, act. Go straight forward in the way of your duty. Providence will take care of tbe rest.

Where good company cannot be had, it is better to keep no company at all. Heart-work is better than bead-work and it is a better temper to be fervent in charity than in disputes.

The mightest minds that ever astonished the civilized world were nursed in the vale of poverty: that was their incentive to action, their stimulus to glory and immortality.

Men often complain of tbe fickleness of fortune—the error lies in their mistaking her benefits for perpetual gifts instead of being thankful .$$%.. a. temporary loan.

There are no lessons in life more important to our welfare than those which teach us how to square our hsbits of feeling and thinking to the inevitable.

If your mind is free for the exercise aud entertainment of the better order of thoughts, you will need no surer source of oonsolatlon than that which your own good sense provides for yon.

He is the happiest who confines his wants to natural necessities. He that goes further in his desires increases his wants In proportion to his acquisitions.

A great marry persons wonder why they nave so little to show for their time and labor, and how it is that some peo-

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can manage to get so muoh done. he secret, if their is any secret, lies in the fact that those who can accomplish a great and uniform plan.

CURIOUS AVERSIONS.

ECCENTRICITIES OF THE SENSES AND PECULIARITIES OF THE DIEST J. YE ORGANS.

The secretary of Francis I. used to stop up his nostrils with bread if he saw a dish of apples, to prevent an other: wise inevitable bleeding of the nose.

A Polish king had an antipathy to both the smell and sight of this wholesome fruit, and a family of Aquatine had a heriditary hatred of it.

A Flemish damsel was sadly troubled by an uncomfortable aversion te the smell of bread. Cheese, mutton, musk and ambergris have been so repugnant to some nasal organs as to send their owners into convulsions.

Gretry, the composer, could not en dure the scent of the rose, neither could Anne of Austria. The mere sight of the queen of flowers was too much for Ladv Heneage, bedchamber woman to Queen Bess indeed, Kenelm Digby records that her cheek became blistered when some one laid a white rose on it as she slept. Her ladyship's antipathy was almost as strong as that of the dame who fainted when her lover approached her wearing an artificial rose in his buttonhole.

A violet was a thing of horror to the Princess de Lam belle, tansy was abominable to the Earl of Barymore, Scanger grew pale before the water cress, and a soldier who would have scorned to turn his back on a foe, fled without shame from a sprig of roe.

A poor Neapolitan was always seized with a fit on attempting to swallow a morsel of flesh meat of any kind, and nature thus coademned him to vegetarianism, a sorer inflietion than that suffered by Guianerius, whose heart palpitated violently if he indulged in a pork dinner, or by the lady who could not taste udder of beer without her lips swelling to uncomfortable dimensions.

Dr. Prout had a patient wbo declared honest mutton was as bad as poison to him. Thinking this was all fancy, the doctor administered the obnoxious meal to him under various disguises, but experiment ended in a severe vomiting fit.

Another unlucky individual always had a fit of gout a few hours after eating fish, and a Count d'Aarmstadt never failed to go off in a faint if he knowingly or unknowingly partook of any dish containing the slightest modicum of olive oil. A still worse penalty attached to lobster salad in the case of a lady, for if she ventured to taste it at a daucing party, her neck, before returning to the ball room, would be covered with ugly blotches, and ber peace of mind destroyed for that evening.

According to Burton, a melancholy duke of Muscovey fell instantly ill if he but looked upon a woman, and another authority was doomed to cold palsy under similar provocation. Weinrichur tells of a woman who drew the line at old ladies, which did not prevent him losing his life in consequence of bis strange prejudice for being called from the supper table by some mischievous friends to speak to ah old woman, he fell do"vn directly he beheld her, and died then and there. What an old woman did for this old hater, an eelipse did for Charles d'Escaro, bishop of Lan-

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res. It was bis inconvenient custom to aint at tbe commencement of a lunar eclipse and remain insensible as long as it lasted. When be was very old and infirm an eclipse took place, tbe good bishop went off as usual and never came to again. Old John Lsnglev, who settled in Ireland in ltial, cherished an antipathy quite as obstinately, but bad no iaea of dying of It. By bis last will and testament he ordered his corpse to be waked by fifty Irishmen, for each of whom two quarts of aqua vitss,were to be prepared ui tbe hope that getting drunk would take to kllllngoae ahother, and do somethiag toward lessening the

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the bottle with alcohol and corked it np tight. We have it now, all as fresh, with tbe little pickers on it, ss it was when first corked up.

HOW SAD

The pastor of a church in Rh6de Island died suddenly, and tbe congregation, by whom he was muoh beloved, was thrown into great grief. On the Sunday following tbe funeral the son of tbe deceased, also a clergyman, conducted tbe service. It waa a solemn soene. The pastor's family, in dee black, occupied tbe front pews, whi the young man stood in tbe place made sacred by his father's ministrations. The sermon was little more than a eulogy on the virtues of tbe deceased. Near its close, overcome by emotion, tbe son's voice faitered, his arms dropped across thepnlpit, his bead sank upon tbem, his hands worked in his strong agony, and his tears fell upon tbe open Bible. Uttering a few broken words of prarer, be sank into a seat. Every head was bowed. Sobs were beard all over the church. Just at this solemn moment the deacons reee—and passed tte conlributton box?

BUSINESS UNMISTAKABLY GOOD. Philadelphia Star. Slowly but unmistakably, business is reviving. Every day furnishes encouraging indicationa. All that 1s now needed is tbe exercise of patience. Properity of slow growth is always likely to be more lasting than that which ings up like a mushroom in a single

UNDRESSING LITTLE NED. "Where is 'whisky Bill,' who used to drive that old white horse in front of a twenty-flve-cent express wsgon?" repeated the man, in tones of surprise. "Yes." "WjjMl, now, it's a curious case," he slowly continued. We all thought he'd

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one to the dogs, for sure, for ne was a pint of whisky a day: but a few months ago he braced right up, stopped drinking, and now I hear he's in good business and saving money. It beats all, for the last time Isaw him he seemed hslf underground.

When you go home at night and find that sill is well with vour own flesh and blood do you go to sleep reasoning that riti

Do you ever shut your eyes and call up the hundreds of faces you have met during the day, and wonder if tbe paleness of death will cover any of them before the morrow When you have once been attracted te a face, even if it be a stranger's do you let it drop from memory with your dreams, or do you call it up again^and again as night comes and hope it may lose none of its brightness In the whirling mists of time

So "Whisky Bill" was hunted down. An inqjuiry here and there finally traced bim to a little brown cottage on a by street. He sat on the step in the twilight, a burly, broad-shouldered man of 50, and in the house three or four children gathered around the lamp to look over a picture-book. "Yes, they used to call me 'Whisky Bill,' down town," he replied, as he moved along and made room, "but it is weeks since I heard the name. No wonder they think me dead, for I've not set eyes on the old crowd for months to come." "They tell me you have quit drinking. One could see that by your face." "I hope so, I haven't touched a drop since February. Before that I was halldrunk day in and day out, and more of a brute than a man. I don't mind say ing that my wife's death set me to thinking, but I didn't stop my liquor. God forgive me, but I was drunk when she died, half-drunk at the grave, and I meant to go on a regular spree that night. It was low-down, sir, hut I was no better than a brute those days." "And so you left your motherless children at home and went out and got drunk?" "No, I said I meant to, but I didn't. The poor things were crying all day, and after ccming home from tbe burial I thought to get 'em tucked away in bed before I went out. Drunk or sober, I never struck one of them a blow, and they never ran from me when I staggered home. There's four of 'em in there, and the youngest isn't quite 4 years yet. I got the older ones iu bed all right, and then came little Ned. He had cried himself to sleep, and he called for moth eras soon as I woke him. Until that night I never had that boy on my knee, to say nothing of putting him to bed, and you can guess these big fingers made slow work with the hooks and but tons. Every minute he kept saying moth er done this way, and the big children were hiding their beads under the quilts to drown their sobs. When I had his clothes off "and his night-gown on, was ashamed.and put down, and when the oldest saw tears in my eyes and jumped out of bed to put her arms around my neck I dropped the name of 'Whisky Bill' right then and forever." "And little Ned

Mebbe I'd have weakened but for him." replied the man as he wiped his eyes. "After I got the child's nightgown on, what did he do but kneel right down beside me and wait for me to say the Lord's Prayer to him! Why, sir, you might have knocked me down with a feather! There I was, mother and father to him, aud I couldn't say four words of that prayer to save my life! He waited and waited for me to begin, as his mother always had, and the big children were waiting, and when

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him in my arms and kissed bim, I called heaven witness that my life should change from that hour. And so it did, sir, and I've been trying hard to lead a sober, honest life. God helping me, no one shall call me 'Whisky Bill5 again."

The four children, little Ned in bis night-gown, came out for a good night kiss, and the boy cuddled iu bis father's arms for a moment, and said: "Good nigbt, pa—good night, every body in the world—i^hhI nigbt, ma, up in heaven—and don't put out the light till we get to sleepDetroit Free Press. *.

fcd: REMEDY FOR TROUBLE.

Work is your true remedy. If misfortune bits you hard, you bit something else hard pitch into something with a will.

There's nothing like good, solid exhausting work to core trouble. If you have met with losses, you don't want to lie awake and think about tbem.

You want to sleep—calm, sound sleep—and eat your dinner with au appetite.

But you can't unless you work. If you say you don't feel like work, and go loafing all day to tell Tom, Dick and Harry the story of your woes, you lie awake, and keep your wife awake by your tossing, spoil your temper, and your breakfast next morning, and you begin to-morrow morning, feeling ten times worse than you do to-day.

There are some great troubles that only time can heal, and perhaps some that can never be healed at all but all can be helped by the great panacea, work.

Try it, you who are afflicted." It is not patent medicine. It has proved its efficiency since first Adam and Eve left behind them with weeping, their beautiful EJeu.

It is an efficient remedy. And good physicians in regular standsprescribe it moral diseases.

ing, prescribe it in cases of mental and

It will cure more complaints than any nostra in the materia medica, and comes nearer to being a "cure all," than any drug or compound of drugs in tbe market. And it will not sicken you If you do not take it sugar-coated

A orBt, who has become tired of single blessedness, thus Wrote to her intended:—"Dear Jim: Come right off if you are coming at all. Edward Kelderman is insisting that 1 shall have him and be hngs and kisses me sb continually that I can't bold out much longer"

P»r»rty Aatf MtftTeriaf.

"I was dragged down with debt, poverty and suffering for years, caused by a sick family and large bills for doctoring, which did them no good. I w*s completely discouraged, until one year ago, by the advice of my pastor, I procured Hop Bitten and oommenced their use, ana in one month we were all well, and noae of us have seen a sick day since, and I want to say to all poor men, you can keep your families well a ear with Hop Bitters for less than one ioctor's visit will com, I know it. A Workingman."

A WEEK. SI2 a day at home easily made. C*tly outfit free. Address 17-lyr TRUE CO., Augusta, Maine.

GENTS SELL THE MAIL IN

IXTY SURROUNDING TOWNS.

EDITIONS EACH WEEK,

1

CHARGE ONLY FOR BOTH.

ME MAIL IS THE

EST MEDIUM

OR ADVERTISERS.

ECAUSE

"T IS A PAPER

OR THE HOUSEHOLD:

WENTY THOUSAND READERS.

Taking Horace Greeley's estimate of the number of readers to a family—on an average—every issue of the SATURDAY EVENING MAIL ia perused by over Twenty Thousand People.

A Trial Will Insure its Popularity Everywhere.

"WHITE

Shuttle Sewing Machine

When once used will retain Its place forever. It Is Celebrated for its advantAgfes, In tbat it is one of the largest sewing machines anufactured—adiptecl alike to the use of the family or the workshop, it Uas the largest shu tie, with a bobbin that holds almost a spool of thread.

Theshuttle tension adjustable without removing the bhuttle from the machine. This machine is so constructed that the power is applied directly over the needle, thus enabling it to sew the heaviest material with unequaled ease. It Is very simple in its construction, durable asirou and steel can make it, all Its wearing parts case hardened or nteel, and lngenloualy provided with means ror taking up lost motion so we are Justitled in Warranting' Every Machine for $

Years.

It is the lightest and easiest running machine iu the market. It is, also, the most aborately ornamented and prettiest machine ev*r produced.

With all these advantages, it is sold from 915 to $25 less than other flrst-dlasa machines

J. N. Hickman, Gen, Agt.

804 Main street, Terre Haute, Ind.

T^YJERYBODY! SEE HERE! E A N IN DYEING & REPAIRING

GENTSWEAR

Cheaper than *3ver!

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H. P. Reiner's Dye House

No. 655 Main street.

irn 1 FROM THE I "V

Vigo JVooleu Mills

—TO THE—

Wool Growers. I

have a full line of goods expressly made for FAKMER4, which I will exchange for wool at the highest market price, or for cash.

Will also receive wool on commission, and make% cash advancement ou Philadelphia and Boston market price-

We believe It will be to the advantage of termers to call at the Vlgj Woolen Mills and exchange their wool for goods.

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R. JEFFERS,

Cor. Tenth and Main st*., Terre Haute, Ind.

LADIES,| KANBALLS

CIRCASSIAN^.

CREAM

wni complexion on pure as a BWsalc, wholesale and retail, by Bnntin A Armstrong.T^eHaute.Retal, Groves A Lowry. W. E. McUrew A Oo., anJ Freeman fc Sherburne. MaylO0m.

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