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A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

SECOND EDITION.

Town-Talk.

Common politeness, as wall as hon esty, Is the best policy. And if people cannot be decently courteous from principle, as a good nflanycannbt, especially among strangers, then It were better that they be taught that their own sel fish Interests demand the decent treatment of all.

The very sage conclusions announced above were foroed upon T. T. by an in oident that be witnessed on the cars not long since, and he will give it exactly as it occurred. It is no fancy sketch but a fact in every essential particular. T. T. chanced to get upon the train in quite a crowd, and directly in front of him was a young laiy, the niece of a gentleman of great wealth, not a thousand miles from Terre Haute. This nieoe is also a member of the family of the said gentleman, who has a son at the marriageable age, a cousin, of course, to the young lady. As she passed along the car look ing for a seat, she came to one occupied by a finely dressed young woman who Bat direotly in the middle of it, talking with a lady in the seat before her, and the yonng lady looking for a seat said very politely, "Is this seat occupied?" The other young woman, without offering to move along, or rise t? let her pass, said, in a careless and exasperating tone, looking impudently in her faoe, "No. Do you want to come in?" Of oourse the young lady blushed with indignation and passed on. By this time T. T. had found a seat and invited the young lady to share it with him. She said to T. T., "Did you hear how that woman answered me?" "Yes," said T. T., "and ailtti^rised that any woman appearing respectable could be so rude." "I was so Indignant I oonld have struok her," said the young lady. "And the joke of it is," she oontinned, smiling. "I know who she is, and if she had known who I am, she would have been very polite to me. She is very sweet on my oonsin, aid is doiqg her best to "catch" him, and hearing him speak of me, has Often said that she de sired to meet me," "Qood enough for her," was T. T.'s comment. But the idea of being rude to a person one has never seen before and never expeots to see again, and then having it tarn out to be the very person whose good graces, of all others, one desires to win—to be rude to a stranger and have it turn out that that strangor is the favorite cousin of tho Wealthy and high-toned young gentleman in whose eyes one desires to appear the very pink of perfection! That might be called opening a mouth and putting afoot in It. And yet people go through the world ail smiles to friends and acquaintances, and perfect bears to straugers taking great paint to please and accommodate those who are known and who know them, and utterly disregarding the pleasure of strangers. There is enough of this everywhere, but perhaps more of it on the cam than anywhere else. Common deeenoy ought to make men and women polite and obliging everywhere. There ought to be enough affection for mankind and worn an lnd as such, without any regard to personal relations, to treat all with oourteay, if not with generoelty. But if the "milk of human kindness" be all dried up, then it is time to impress upon such the fact that it is not safe to be rude to anybody. In this world it is very difflault to know when we are, or may beoome, dependent for important aid, and the only safe course to pursue is to go through the world making as many friends as possible, and a« few enemies. It is a little thing to be polite^ bat it pays. But T.T. is forgetting to finish the Itory

The young lady during the day joined her cousin, and in the evening they were returning home on the train, when in came the other young woman, and at once catching sight of the young gentleman as ahe„entered the door, the smiles wreathed her countenance, and he, not knowing what had happened, rose and saluted her cordially, and at once turning, said, "Allow me to pre­

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sent you to my cousin, Miss of whom you have frequently heard mg speak." Where, oh where, were thf smiles? What made them turn to such a sickly simper? And was she suddenly the victim of spontaneous combustion, that her fece grew so red? She simply saw what a fool, she bad been, and if she failed to see the unmeasurable depth of her folly it was revealed to her when, afterwards, the favorite oousin of the man ahe wanted for a sweetheart said ooolly to her, "I noticed you on the train this morning." There was no longer any doubt tbat she had been recognised, and no doubt that her rudeness would be reported to the ears to which of all others she desired it uot to come.

So T. T. says, if people cannot be polite from principle, as a good many people cannot, especially among strangers, it is well to put them under the influence of fear, being taught tbat politeness, like honesty, is the best policy. Many a bully by nature is kept within the bounds of deoenoy by fear of a licking if he does not behave himself. Better not to be a bully, but a bully afraid to act out his mean nature is better for the general public. Better not to have the inclination to be rude, but if destitute of the elements of character which produce the true gentleman or true lady, it is better for the community that men aot the gentleman, and women the lady, because they are afraid to do otherwise. But it will not do to tie to suoh people either in friend ship or matrimony.

If a woman will not be polite to bis "sisters and his oouains and his aunts" without knowing the tender relation ship, she will never make a good wife— never—hardly -—. T. T. begs pardon. He never quoted that before, .never— Whew, there it goes again!

THAT BIT OF HISTOBY.

T. T. is getting old and hismemory is a little treaoherous. Last week be gave a bit of history in which Deacon Ryce was given the oredit of bringing Fanny Kellogg before the public. T. T. doesn't take baok one word, in that direction. Deacon Ryce is entitled to much more credit than was there given. But away back in the history of the fair prima donna there is the name of another of our oitizenB tbat should have been mentioned. That is Prof. Kilbourne, a bard working, painstaking teaoher of music, whose only fault is his extreme modesty. Of a retiring disposition he does not get full credit for his work. It is his instruction that has given us many of our |best singers, including Mrs. Bertha *£oopman Ho berg and MJsa Helen Jeffero. He found Fanny Kellogg in Council Bluffs, while holding a musical convention—became interested in her, and was the cause of her Visit to this city, where for a time she lived in hia family and that of Mr. W. H. Paige, while he laid the foundation for a voice that has already attained a national reputation. Prof. Kilbourne gave much attention to his promising pupil without expectation of*peouniary reward, and for thlis be should have due eredlt. T. T. gladly makea this addition to that "bit of history."

A Woman's Opinions,

MORS ABOUT INGKRSO&U

It Is yourself this time, Mr. Editor, who has made a misstatement in regard to the much misquoted Robert. Your, editorials are usually so careful, and so accurate, that it is a matter of surprise to find any sentenoe that Invites criticism but, judging from all I have read and heard of Ingersoll, I think, that although be has ottered many wild and incorrect opinions, he has never maintaiued that which you claim in your last week's issue. You say "Ool. Ingersoll has for some years boldly proclaimed bis belief that there is no future life— that death is the final end of all things." Can you give your authority? I have read almost everything he has ever written, but any suoh avowal as the above has eepaped my observation. On the occasion of his first lecture in Terre Haute, he said plainly at the beginning of bis remarks—"I would not destroy a ray of hope In the heart of any human being. I would not take away the belief of Immortality and offer nothing In Its stead. I only olaim that we have no proof. It may be true and it may not. No one ever has returned to tell us, and we oannot see beyond the grave. This I do believe: If there is a life of future happiness it will be for all if there be no resurrection, all will share alike the last, long sleep.n To a friend, who often abased bis hospitality la Waahington, he said: It may be tbat we shall all live again: neither I nor any man oan say, but as for myself, it would be sufficient bappinese to rest forever by the side of my beloved wife and family."

There it no admission, In his funeral oration, of a belief in a future life. Standing by the ride of his idolized brother, looking upon his face for the last time, he said, "Every life, no matter if its every hoar is rich with love and every movement Jeweled with a joy, will beoome a tragedy as sad and deep and dark as. oan be woven of the warp

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and woof of mystery and.deatb. Life Is a narrow vale "between the oold Iqpd barren peaks of two eternities. We atrive in vain to look beyond the heights. We ery aloud and the only answer is the echo of our wailing cry. From the veloeleas lips of the unreplylng dead there oomee no word, but In the night of death Hope sees a star, and listening Love oan hear the rustle of a wing.' The latter part of the sentenoe is, of oourse, metaphorical, and it is not at all surprising that intblddlng farewell to a beloved one theie should arise a passionate hope of a future meeting, but there is all the difference in the world between a hope and a belief, and, while Ingersoll does not hesitate to express the former, he does not in anywise com mit himself to the latter.

Church people have tried for years to prove tbat, when death was approaching, Thomas Paine renounced opinions which were the result of a lifetime's careful study and earnest meditation. They will attempt the same thing with Ingersoll, not taking into consideration that if a man has the moral courage and mental strength openly to denounce superstition and declare his independent thoughts, he would not be likely to become a coward at the supreme moment of all and be frightened into an admission against his reason and conviotions. The moet severe of all Infidels, when speaking of the future, oan only say, "I do not know." Yon oannot endow a man with faith any more than you can with common sense. P-fwis *,tt, 'iif'i Jl f), Vit-.-iii MAN'S OPINIONS ON, WOMAN'S APPAREL.

Considering the sex of the writer and the nature tt hie subject, he deeervee a compliment for his interesting article, in last week's issue of The Mall, but with his kind permission (or without it), I wish to make few corrections. He assumes that we are returning to the fashions of our grandmothers, and declares that "the .hat Is doomed and the bonnet once more resumes its away." He should have consulted a milliner be fore writing the above and she would have told him that hats of every Shape and style were neyer more fashionable than now. Bonnets with strings are worn only by married ladles the bon nets worn by the young ladies are suoh }aunty affairs (of flowers and ribbons and are perched so airily upon the head tbat, after all, they should hardly be dignified by the name of bonnet. The sleeves were never before so small and tight to the arm. The waists, instead of being very short, as in the ancient times, are made as long as possible, and in place of low necks, they are made so high that a fashionably dressed lady cannot turn her head without turning her whole body. In regard to the trailing dresses, which are so graphically pictured with all their disadvantages, our friend must rub his eyes again and he will dlsoover that they are entirely out of date for street wear. The neat walking suit has almost wholly displaced them, and it is extremely dotfbt ful if they ever sgain find general favor If our critic will make careful observation he will find thats very large majority of our well-dressed ladies never appear upon the street In a trailing dress unless making calls ergoinft to ohnrch.

As for the "hitohing arrangement" wbioh he suggests, bless ray heart! where has the man been all this time? We have bsd "dress supporters" for the last ten years, in every style imaginable, but nope of them haye proven satisfactory.

With these trifling exceptions, the criticism of last week was excellent in every respect and is aooepted with humility. 8BCTAB1A9ISM.

The old question of how far sectarianism should be carried, has been revived again this week. On Sunday evening last it was decided by the charitable and religious people of the oity to give an evening concert for the benefit of the two families who were deprived of their support hy the accident at the sewer. To assist in this wortfey object Miss Kellogg, the gifted prima donna and true Christian woman offered her services. The ministers were requested to announce the concert and Its object st the Sunday morning service. Part of them oomplied with this request, bnt one refused to make the announcement, and another read the notloe but advised his congregation not to attend! These are both ministers of prominent churches, and do not Mi tats at all to profane the sacredness of the pulpit by announcing ioe cream festivals sr oyster suppers, for the beuefit of their own individual churches. As tbey did aot tbtnk tt proper to assist in this worthy charity on 3a day, although the Saviour expressly taught that It was lawful to do good on the Sabbath day, would it not be proper for them to go among tbelr people during the week and make collections, which they oould offer separately from those realised by the wicked concert last Sunday evening.

TERRE HAUTE, IND., SATURDAY EVENING, JUNE 21,1879.

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Last Tuesday three events transpired worthy of record and remembrance. One was the lecture of Dr. Moss of the Stf^ Uftlvendty on Liberal Education,,

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In bis earnest and forcible' mantoer he demonstrated how essential it was that eduoation should not atop when the course at school was linlshed but should continue through life that a liberal eduoation was never completed that teaobers should send their pupils hungering and thirsting for knowledge.

At the same hour, a little band of persistent and energetic individuals, known as the Board of Managers of the Terre Haute Public Library, stood for the second time before the City Council, arguing and pleading for the necessary appropriation to found an Institution which should offer to every man, woman and child the tpparlunity for a Liberal Education saying, In the name of the seven hundred majority who said, "We want a Public Library andh are willing to pay for it," we ask yon, as the representatives of the people, to carry out their wishes begging the Council to grant as a favor that which in common justice and honesty Bhould not for one moment be withheld.

On the same day the Board of Commissioners granted the lloense to retail Intoxicating liquor in Terre Haute, to thirty different persona I ,*v,

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TKRRBHAUTB, June 20,1879.

DHAR JOSBPHINB—Last week, upon taking up The Mail, the first thing tbat met my eye was "Advice to Susan," by the writer of "A Woman's Opinions." I read it! KA pause to suppress intense agitation.) Was it in this manner my hopes of fame were to be dashed to the earth) my cherished dreams crushed to atoms? It was too much. I leaned back in my chair, gasped for breath, turned deathly pale and concluded not to faint until I had read it a second time. Yes, there was one small ray of hope, and thst ray was—ybA. Since then I have lived on fish. Breakfast, dinner and supper have been composed of fish, pickerel, bass, white fish baked, fried, broiled and stewed. How I longed for spring chicken, peas, and strawberries 1 But I did not yield to temptation, and, although I do not like fish very much anyway, kept right on eating it. Not contented with fresh fish, I tried it smoked, piokled, and dried, but it was of no use. I am just as egotlstical as ever, and never can hope to attain the intellectual heights of my sweet and amiable, though oritlcal contemporary should I masticate a whale. One thing puzzled me. What oould have possessed a person of such Culture and high mental attainments, 6ne who evidently bad matters of much more weight and importance to occupy her time, to undertake the tHvial task of counting the pronoun I forty-six times in the letter of an unknown, red-Aeodad, oountry girl? But the problem is solved. This person had Just Written one of her articles naturally her mental powers were strung to the highest pitoh, and in order to avert brain fever or some other worse calamity, the monotonous counting of the pronoun I wss undertaken to bring her down to the level of ordinary mortals. I oould not help laughing when she said my hair was black, for that showed exactly how mneh she knew about it. 7/she saw me when my hair was as black as .a crow, then I must have been walking in my sleep, and| in order net to take oold, had pat on Uncle Ezt8*8 wig, "and oould prove it, too, if Bill Jones was alive."

One of the most pleasant amusements of the season is that of honeback riding. Although ttot popular enough to be eommon, still quite a number of gsy equestriennee may be seen centering through our streets on any pleaeant evening. Generally they ride in parties ef three or four, ox by oouplee, very few of the ladies riding alone, as it is apt to attract too much attention. The riding habit now fashionable is made of eome dark material in one of the prevailing colors. Black, navy bine, and dark green are especially pretty and becoming. The skirt is made much shorter tbsn formerly, ss it Is considered muoh safer, not being so apt to frighten the horse, and also mueh easier to manege in oaee of aocklent. Hie moot stylish habits are made perfectly plain with nothing to render them in any wsy conspicuous a helmet bat, turban, er a diminutive copy of a gentleman's silk bat, completes the costume. Among the first to introduce the fashion of horseback riding were Mr. and bis accomplished lady. Noticeable among the lady riders are the bright faoes of the Misses McK the graceful form of Miss E the girlish Q. the black eyee of Miss E. the stylish Miss MoG sad the lovely little Miss N. Y. on her pretty pony. Among the gentlemen bnt there, I had better not specify any of the lords ol creation. Tliey are att grsosfal, bat so modest that it might make them blush to have it told.

Although this week has not been gay with flags floating and bands constantly discoursing sweet mnaicon our streets, still there has been considerable to do and see. The sacred concert on Sunday night, Aabury social Monday evening, the excursion to Greenoastle Tuesday

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and the Normal atyl High School commencements have filled up the time very satisfactorily. I did not decide to go to Greenoastle until the evening before, when I Buddenly remembered the very argent Invitation of cousins Fan and Charlie to make them a flying visit sometime this summer. Why not go now, when I was euro of something intereatlng and.entertaining. Accordingly, Uncle Esra pot me on the Vandalia train the next morning, having previously telegraphed Cousin Charlie to meet me. Mueh to my surprise the Guards were not on the train, also to the surprise of the Greencastle Cadets, who were at the depot to meet and escort them to the oollege grounds. However, it turned' out all right, for the Terre Haute boys came over on the other road. The day was delightfully cool and pleasant Fan and Charlie were full of fun, and altogether I had a lovely time.

We first went to the oollege grounds to see the military review and drill. The grounds were smooth and grassy, the boys in good spirits and looking exceedingly handsome in their showy uniforms. 1 felt as proud of the Terre Haute Boys as though I bad known them all my life. Indeed, it was quite flattering to bear the comments, not only of the military critics on their fine drilling, but of some of the young ladies who were captivated by their fine appearance. If I only had the time I oould tell of several impromptu flirtations and many a bright glance exchanged between the stylish Guards and the beauties of Greencastle. What wonder then that the boys were eager to stay to the dance which they beard was to be given in their honor that evening. To a Terte Haute boy a danoeisthe supremacy of happiness, and as some of the very fineet dancers were among the Guards of oourse they, In particular, were oveijoyed at the prospect of an evening's entertainment. You have heard ofthb gallant Jay K-——, the gentletnanly Charlie the handsome Horace 8 —, and Jasper the accomplished Charlie W they were all there and many others. How tbey searched the town for light kid gloves, white neokties, button hole bouquets, and othef articles

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neoeesary to the toilet of a gentleman of style! What visions of lovely waltzes with bewitching maidens, and cosy chats in shadowy corners, floated before tbelr eyes I It is not for me to say how muoh time each individual Guard took to tie his cravat in immaculate smoothness, or to wax his moustaohe to exact nicety, but the reeult was dangling. At length the time arrived, and they w*!*t to the ball—tbat is, as far as the doprl For some reason or other they went no farther, and, strange to say, suddenly eame to the conclusion that dances, were bores any way. In fact, they never danced but each one was trying to think of some entirely original way of committing suicide. Instead oMtonoing they spent the evening at billiards, pin pool, and, perhaps, In meditating on the folly of all human expectatipns,* Two,, of their number, Ed O and Ed having aoqnsintanoee and, possibly, being more winning In their manners, went and enjoyed It immensely, ss 1 oan testify, for Charlis took me to the dance, much to my deUgbt.

And now the opinions of the Guards is divided in regard to the beautiful little city**)! Greenoastle. Some think )t is a nice place for military parades bnt awful slow about dancing others think It will do very well for cheap billiards but those who went to the dance think it 1B perfeot in every thing.

I did not return nntil the next evening and so missed the Normal School Commencement. From all accounts it was a grand snocess and judging from the boquete and otber floral tributes I should say that some of the graduates were not only good scholars but great favorites. The students will be missed through the long, hot months of the vacation And gladly w^|«?med7 „back again in September,

A heedaohe and fatigue from the pleasant exdtemente of the week alsoj prevented my attending the first night's commencement of the High School. I was so sorry for I wanted especially to hear the musical part of the programme, whioh I have heard is so ably managed by Mrs. Gould.

One of the happy features of the seoond night's entertainment I hear will be a double wedding after the exercises have closed, both of the bridee being grsdustes. To-night I shall try to attend, and If it is not too old by next week I may tell you about it

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'X", StrsAN PERKINS.

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lately played Double Marriage" In a court rooai at Pueblo, New Mexioo, on a temporary platform, with two sheets for a drop curtain and no soenery. An actor explained before each act what the soene wss supposed to be.

Show us a man wh. has no! a good opinion of himself, and^we will show you a man who has no show at all in this world.

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Reform in femiuine dress—turning last year's silk inBide out.—Xe-ar York Mail.

Fanny Davenport denies the report tbat she is to married. She says it is all she can do to take care of herself.

Moat people are Ignorant of the fact tbat the fig leaf was merely Eve's summer costume. In the winter she wore a big palm leaf, bouffante, with scar.oped edges and cut bias.

Mrs. Alice Oates' latest husband is assistant in a Philadelphia dry goods store. Alice can now get her stockings at half rates—a consideration not to be despised by au opera bouffe singer.

Courtney's reluctance to row this season is now explained. He hex been absorbed teaching young ladie-s fh? use of oars. He has now under his instruction four crews, each made of: eight young ladies.

Ladies who know how to travel never wear jewelry on the road unless of the simplest and most unpretentious description. A profusion of adornment is not only in shocking taste, but involves serious danger.

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Miss Virginia French,1a young lady of New Orleans, wrote such a pretty poem for the Picayune, some time ago, that a young Tennessean fell in lov* wUh it and her,went to New Orleans,and before long made her bis wife.

It is not at all complimentary to' your wife to remark that sbe is your treasure, snd tben read the verse of Scripture which commands you to lay up your treasure in Heaven In a tone of .voice whioh convinces her tbat you would like to do it. i- "VM

While Gen. Tom Ewing was speaking in the House the other day some of the occupants of tho gallery kept up a conversation, much to the annoyance of Mrs. General Sherman, who was sitting near. Taming to the group sbe said: "I oould hear more of what my brother is saying if I covilJ,Jae pf your conversation." it ifjvi-sri a

A lady not accustomed to raising poultry set a hen on some eggs, and in due oourse of time a brood of ohickens was batched. A friend coming in four days afterwards, notioing that the little things looked weak and puny, asked how often they were fed. "Fed was the reply, "why, I thought the ben nursed them."—Exeter Newsletter.

It is said tbat the woman who hesitates is lost. This is not always so, however. Quite frequently it is the ether woman who is coming right back of her and doesn't see her stop to pick up her drees. In one insraaoe lest Hunday, on our Main street, the woman who ran against the other was brown, and in falling spilt a breadth la her own silk with her own sunshade. Ladles In pausing to get the proper hold of their skirts should ring a bell or stepout into the roadwav.—Dan bury News..

STRANGB miscbauoee with fatal results are dally happening here and' there. A Boston butcher ran against a knife that lay on a blook, severing an artery, and bled to death. A Denver woman oaught her foot lu a frog, and oould not get loose before a train rant over her. A Vermont farmer sneezad with a straw in his mouth, drew It Into his lunge, and died choking. A horse kicked a Mlohigan boy into a deep well,, where he was drowned. The sbo*" flew off the foot of a kicking mule, in Nashville, and fractured the skull of a baby. An Oregon girl swallowed her engagement ring, and lived only a wevk afterward. While standing on his bead, on the top of a high feaee post, sn Iowa boy lost his balance, ^fell into a tab of hot water, and was fatally scalded. A stone, thrown by a playfellow, broke a glass from wbioh a St. L?nis boy was drinking, driving some of the pieces down his troat, and he died .a few days afterward iu great agony. Looklag up to watch the flight of an arrow, a Nashville woman did not see It deeoending directly over her head, and the sharp metal point penetrated her brain through one of her eyee, killing her lnstantljr.

THE following is from the "flcnic Hlnte" in the New Haven Register: "It is of the highest importance tbat yosr motber-in-law should be Invited. As a oommander-in-chief she will be lndls~ pensable. Also ask your mother. Somebody must be on hand to waih the dishes. A picnic without lemonade woald be jast no picnic at all so you tip over the wash tub and mop out the dost, snd oonooot a beverage that has all the deliciousneee oMbe lemon, combined with the flavor of onions tbat were brought to the ground in tbat self same tab. An ominous rumble of thunder and a hurry and scurry of tumbling crockery ware baok into the wagon, and a rsee with the ooming shower, in which the shower wins by a great many laps, winds up a day of rare pleasure, or a day in which pleasure has been rare! jast as you are of a mind to oall it."

TKB Davis Family will sing at Marshall on theFourth,

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