Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 10, Number 6, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 9 August 1879 — Page 1

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

SECOND EDITION.

Town-Talk.

ASOCT A RAILROAD DEPOT. T. T. recently bod to lay over several hours at a railway station where, going Jrom a tbpeagb line to a cross read, the trains didn't connect, and he saw more of people who travel, their peculiarities and oddities, than he had ever before noticed. Doubtless Glrdner and Cook erly, of the union depot ticket «Aoe here see much of the same every day of their Uvea, but in this instance having nothing to do but watch the people coming and going, T. T. was impressed for the first time that in and about a depot is an admirable place to study character. There are the loungers, in themselves a study. It is astoolshing bow eloquently tbeycan talk borse, and dog and locomotive. In a loquacious mood they oan out-gossip a village barber-shop. Then there is the passing, or the making up of a freight train, which has been wait ing lot the passeuger train to pass. The backing and bumping, the switching and signalling, have an exoitement peculiar to themselves, and loungers as well as waiting travelers take a deep interest in the movements. Brakemen come in for a drink, and conductors make their roeord, or something or other, and the freight snake winds its slow length away with a cough, creak and rumble.

After a while a passenger train is expected from tbo other end of the road* Hacks, omnIbusses and wagons begin toarrivo. The drivers spar *nd joke with the loafers. Spruce young bucks come down to see simpering youugladies off. Old ladies have awful work to get out their money to pay their fare, and can't understand it when it is paid. JDraggled-out looking mammas are tasked to amuse gingerbread eating children. A countryman in a quiet oorner is laying in a little bread and cheese previous to departure, while another, whose nose is chronically blush ing for the sins of the world,UJ obscurely moistening his lips "just for the good of his stomach." Lovers, who are to be separated for a seasou, pace to and fro, oblivious of everything save their own communings and the too speedy flight of time. A father has oome to see bis •son launch off into the world. The boy is fall of hope, the parent of -solicitude. The boy sees everything through arose colored atmosphere, the father looks upon the world as it is. Adolescens thinks he is very wise. Silver-bead knows that in worldly wisdom bis downy-cheeked son is a fool. The one impatiently advises, the other itnpa. tiently listens.

Expressmen dash up and tumble out boxes, bales and btind4es, defiantly regardless of the plainly marked: "This side up with care." The apple, peanut and pie vender stumps along the platform and thrusts his basketiuto the notice alike of the hungry andthe full, and away in tbo distance is beard the •screech and the rumble of the coming train.

As the crowd gathers on the depot platform there Is to be seen prominently an old woman with spectacles, who carries a huge, big-bellied umbrella, carefully covered in a casing made up from the faded remnants of a calico drew. T. T, find* just such a woman every time he travels. There is little difference in her stature, and the sharp, distrustful expression of the face seems to belong to the class. There is almost always, and there was in this case, a pursy little man .following kor, with a big bundle that a'ae would not entrust to the mercies ef the baggag* master, puffing as he plods along behind the dame, wboee •harp elbows soon give her walking space through the crowd, and glancing at her in a fearful, half admiring sort of a way that tells of his secondary importance in conjugal affairs as plainly as if "pen-becked" was chalked all over him. "All aboard!" cries the conductor, the train pall* out, and T. T. tarns to the station waiting room to wait for the down train on the croaa road.

A new couple have come in. Evidently they never traveled ten miles from their home. "I say, Joe," says the female part of the household, "ain't you most afeerd the railroad will run off?" "Not a bit," says Joe, "therms so more danger, M*tUdar,iban there is In our kitchen." Matilda is satisfied, and for at time silently gazes at the depot clock, when all at once she jumps up with a new thought and dutel^-^ her companion by the wi.^pers: LoH •akevJoe, what yet don# wit| itL trunk?" loe informs her that he has "chucked it," exhibits the little brass token, and explains the operation of chucking baggage. The whistle of the cross roads train is heard, and everyone hurries to the door, each bent on gaining tho- platform first. This is thei

opportunity for the man who is late for the train, and he comes elbowing his way through the outgoing crowd with a satchel in one hand, a baby on tbe other arm, a meek wife following in tbe rear, and a boy and a poodle dog also. He seizes the conductor who is just going in at tbe door to report, and nervously asks blm not to start the train until he gets his tickets. That aooommodadng functionary promises to oomply, and the man with the satchel, baby, wife, boy and poodle finally get aboard the train all safe, the word is given "a& aboard 1" and T. T. leaves the depot at tbe cross roads.

Yes, it takes all kinds of people to make a world, and the greatest variety, with their characteristics most prominently dlsplsyed—those which distinguish one man from his fellow—can too found at the average railway depot.

Susan Perkins' Letter.

TERRE HAUTE, Aug. 8,1879.

MY DEAR JOSEPHINE:—I take my pen in hand to let you know that I am well, and hope these few lines will find you enjoying the same blessing. There 1 I might as well sign my name right here for I have nothing else to write. This fall I hope to make my letters more entertaining. Summer is a time when mind as well as body ought to rest, and It is equally useless to make auy demands upon either. Unole still refuses to tako us out of town. He is such a queer old fellow. We were invited to large reception, a short time, ago, and be would not attend because ho had become too fat to wear his "swallowtailed" coat.

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suit," said Aunt .Miranda. ."Can't afford it," was the reply, so we had to go without Lim. The next morning aunt began lecturing him by saying, "Mr. H. was there, and he looked so nice." "Did he? Well, if he would pay me that five bund rod dollars he has owed we for the last two years, I could get a new suit." "Mr. B. had on an elegant new suit." "Very likely. He has lived in one of my houses for a year without paying mo any rent," Baid uncle. That is just the way it Is here, Josephine. Some people can't pay their honest debts, and owe everybody that will trust them, and yet they live nicely, go everywhere, dress elegantly, and enjoy the world to its fullest extent. I can't see how t,hey manage it.

I promised to tell yon ef several weddings. One is that of a prominent Main street hatter, who, it is said, is to marry the most beautiful woman that was ever in Terre Haute. They say people always choose their opposites. Another is that of a charming blonde belle, formerly of Oxford College. Still another is that of a talented and independent young lady who prefers tho practice of law to matrimony, but has finally decided to combine the two. I hope she may, but, as a man cannot serve God and Mammon, neither can a woman attend to housekeeping and manage au outside business, for either she will bate the one and love tbe other or she will forsake the one and cleave to the other. I am a littie faulty in my Scriptural quotation, but yon know what I mean. And then there are the other responsibilities of married life—but we will not discuss them. I guess I will never marry. I have had a very sad experience since 1 last wrote you. You know I tcld you how near perfection my lover was. Oh! I do wish you oooid have heard him quote poetry, and then he bad snch beautiful ideas of life and such lofty aims, and be was going to bring about a great reformation of some kind, I don't know exactly what. Well, one beautiful moonlight evening we were talking together, fee had been telling me what a wasted lllo his had been and bow he longed to do better, and bow much he needed my help, aad wound up by asking me to marry him. I thought I might uever have a chance to do so much good again, so accepted tbe responsibility and we became engaged, He measured my finger for a ring which he said he would send to New York for. Then, after swearing by the sun, moon and stars that he would henceforth lead a blameless life and that he thought my love would protect him from all evil, and a great many other protestations, he took his leave. I- retired to rest but was to inspired aad happy to steep. About two o'clock in tbe morning I went to the window and drew aside the curtain. The moonlight wss so pare and beautiful I sat there* for a long time wrapped in happy thoughts. Suddenly 1 heard an -e of shouting and singing and a gmup of :ysy yonug men came staggering down the street. Two of them I did not know but they supported a companion whom I recognised as my affissn"-1.: When tVr came opposite the hou* hft stops ft&d leaning against tb* jt"-1. exclaimed. "Shwear by shuira, shwear by man iu the moon, goin' to r'form th' world goin' to com* mence with myself. Fact, old girl. I've got an heiress, boys, I'll set

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my love then and there and shall henceforth be as sarcastic on tbe subject as Mat!*, herself. Poor girl! I wonder if sbe ever went through all this. No wonder women grow cynical.

My dream of love is over, Twaa sweet, 'twas false, 'tis fled, And now turn down the oever

And let me go to bed."

I oughtn't to parody poor Tom Moore, but I feel reckless to-night. Let us change from one frivolous subject to another, from men to the fashions. You entreat me to tell you the prevailing styles. I cannot except by saying, Whatever is becoming is fashionable. If you are tall and angular, small hoops are in style as a sort of mantle of charity to oover the deficiencies of nature. Light lawns are pretty tor fresh young facos, but those who are plain featured or advanced in years will be safer if dressed in thicker and darker material. If you can dress your hair becomingly, it Is growing in favor to go bare headed upon the streets in the evening, although a hat or bonnet will render you less conspicuous. If nature has been bountiful to you in the way of physical charms, wear a tight fitting princess dress but if not, then avail yourself of tbe uncertainly of a panier. If you have pretty arms, the present style of elbow sleoves gives you an excellent opportunity to display them—if not, make a virtue of necessity and wear long sleeves, because you consider them more modestl If you be one of those few fortunate-women who have aper feet foot and ankle, you will never have abetter chance to exhibit them than the present style of embroidered hose and fascinating slippers affords but if otherwise, confine yourself to high button ed boots, and never lose an opportunity to condemn the immoral and unchaste slipper. Every woman has her charms and her defects. Always dress so as to display the former and conceal the latter. This is one art of the fashionable woman which her country cousin would do well to imitate.

Heighol I must stop and dress. Somehow, I don't feel half so broken hearted as I ought to under the circumstances and the strangest part of all is that I keep thinking of John ail the time. Such is a girl's inconsistency.

Adieu, Josephine no more till next week from if A

Your faithful friend, '1, SUSIE.

LETTER FROM RE V. S. 8. MAE TYN.

A OQKNECT1CUT HOME-SAIL ON THE HUDSON—CASTLE BUILDING. MALLDALKJ CONN., Aug. 1st, 1879. To The Mali:

Let the readers of The Mail imagine themselves in a level strip of oountry about.five miles wide, running north and south, with a ridge of precipitous hills standing guard on either side, east and west, and with spots of rolling land breaking the general level, and they will understand where I am to-day, seated in one of the pleasantest of New England country houses, tho snme spot where, .fifteen years ago, I became strangely interested in a certain little woman who has since had much to do with my destiny and has made many a rugged spot in life bloom with hope aud beauty for me. df The Mail wishes for names, that is a secret. But I will say that I have always had a great affection for this spat since those magic hoars of other days, and that my children call it "grandma's house," their mother,— "home," aud I—well, never mind, I don't want to tell any family tales.

Here is an old New England farm of three hundred acres, divided up among the children of tbe good old deacon, who long since went to Us reward and the sous of that deacou, with their nephews and boys, are living in their own homes on the old farm, and carrying on a man ufacturing .business In "the shop"' as It is familiarly called, situated on the bank of tbe pebbly stream which turns the wheel that carries tbe ponderous machinery. The click of lhat mill, added to tbe uiurmur of the water flowing over the dam, with the crickets' chirp occasionally striking in, unite to make music that falls with sweet charm upon the esr. Do you wonder that I wanted to oome back. *nd visit this Connecticut home As I look out of «ny window, I see rising before me three peaks, called tbe "Hanging Hi Us" or "Blue Mountains," about four miles away, yet seeming scarcely more than a mile, and sitting with a kind of majestic grandeur, looking down upon the dwellers below, as If the cares of earth never disturbed tbeir calm repose. Aad yet I have seen the lightning piaty around their tops, and ttureioade rait down upon them, shutting tbem out from vie#, aud have heard (be thunder go crashing through them, just as tbe storms are wont to burst upon tbe valleys beneath, and to ooius sweeping over tbe pathway of us all.**#

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every night. Green girl, greenbacks, take 'em both."—! dropped tbe curtain ami *»uk d?wn in tine .tfr, I trax!«

I s&iHed mil tKrtrever, not to tAlk about this pieasant summering quarter of mine, but to tall of a trip I took yes-1 terday, up the Hudson river to Newburg and back, In company with friends who were on tbeir way to the Catakilla, where I expect to meet tbem soon, and where I will writ® you If I do.

But where do nil these crowds of peor.ir :O» .ras,

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loading down the myriads of boats that float past us, and flocking in every direotion whither we may ohance to go? As ono looks at tbem, and never meets the same faces twice, be is tempted to exclaim, "I never supposed there were so many people in tbe world." They weigh tbe boat down almost to the water's edge, ss we* start, and worse than all, they bide our view. But keep good natured, Mr. Grouty-Gruff, keep good natured tbe secret of happy travel is to smile a heavenly smile, and breatbe out a soft "Thank you" every time any one steps on your corns.

The Hudson has been called the Rhine of America, only they tell us that it has a more varied lake-like character.

To thoroughly enjoy it, one ongbt to be acquainted with the traditions whioh have immortalized it. A guide-book is not enough. Let tbe boys and girls of Terre Haute read the old Knickerbocker Tales of Washington Irving, which used to interest me as no Arabian Nights even ever did. Let tbem read up tbe campaigns of the American Revolution, as they were fought in the region of the Hudson. Then let tbem, as they get a little older, or the time comes, take a sail on tho river, and they will thank me for this suggestion,

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As we start, at the foot of 24th street, I remember that in this region, or abdut •30th street, we used to take row-boat rides across to the hills upon the other side. We were boys then, and our starting point was all rocky country. But as we have grown older, the city has stretched for miles along up the island, until now the old country landing place is supplanted by solid brick houses. Altera few minutes' sail, the Pallisades begin to rise to our left, a solid line of natural rooky fortifications rising, for. about fifteen miles, perpendicularly out of the water, on the western or Jersey side, and having fiue specimens of architectural beauty ir^the way of summer hotels and private residences situated frequently upon their tops.

It is a vast city indeed, stretching before us, not to speak of the five hundred thousand inhabitants crowded into Brooklyn beyond, which is only a grand sleeping room.of New York. And one never realizes this immense sizs so much as when he starts out for a sail in either direction. The island is, I believe, 11 miles long on the East River Bide, from the Battery to Harlem River, and 13 miles on the west or Hudson River side, being on an average from two to three miles wide, from east to west. Think of the greater part of this Space as crowded with housos, and as a mass of struggling, toiling humanity.

But away we go,—sunlight overhead, aches and oares left behind in spite of us, and tbe majestic river, like so many different lakes, continually presenting new and unexpected beauties to view. I had forgotten this feature of the river, with its winding oourse making the hills and mountains that rise tier upon tier ki tbe distance away, seem like so many sentinels standing guard upon the shores of as many seas. The width, in many places, as at Tappan Zee, apposite Tarrytown, where Washington Irving lived, is not far from four miles, while the hills close in a kind of circle around, giving to the whole the appearance and effect of a lovely bay or lake. How beautifully the towns and cities nestle among the mountains, as if Nature bung with light upon man's endeav ors to embellish her.

And thus on we go, until on our left, sailing up, we reach Stony Point, where General Anthony Wayne, of Revolutionary fame, or"Mad Antkony," as he is nicknamed, called upon the British to surrender. Eveiy schoolboy knows the story, how, when asked in whose narale he made the demand, he replied, "In the name of God and the Continental Congress 1" Now we begin to reach ttie Highlands, with "Anthony's Nose," a precipitous rise, resembling exactly the human nose, protrcding itself to tbe waters edge upon eur right, A tunnel has been $derced through it for the Hadson River railroad. Some one in oar company irreverently remarked that the "old fellow's nostrils ran the wrong way!" In this region Is West Point and if tbe old Grecian heroes were ever furnished by tbe Gods on Olympus with more congenial surroundings for the development of the warlike spirit, yet like a patriotic American, I shall still doubt It. Just beyoad West Point, and on tbe same side of the river, is OornwaU-on-Hudson, where lives Terre liaute'd former favorite, Rev. Lyman Abbott. Ten miles farther north, as if sitting at tfee bead of an inland eea, lies Newtwrg, the place of my destination, the old Revolutionary town where Washington's headquarters are still pre* served with jealous eare~a plain, otd style bouse, transformed into a sort of national repository for revolutionary relics. And now we land, walk a quarter of smile or so up a steep declivity— certainly the steepest for a city I ever climbed—and reach at length tbe heart of tbe old place. Tbe city numbers today 18,000 inhabitants. What is view bunts upon the eye as we look off up and down the river! Words simply fsU to describe it And so we pass on, hunt •j foid-Uon tnltttetfetf tl comrade Sei-i

tied in tbe loveliest of parsonages, are introduced to his wife and beautiful children, take dinner with him, and then turn my steps to meet the afternoon boat, which comes along only too soon, to bear me back ,./

Alone this time, I step aboard and ere long am lost in reverie, in whioh home, friends and castle-building mingle indiscriminately together, until, if every place I peopled with my own fancies on those river bights were mine, no feudal ohief of the middle sges could have held more undisputed sway over his fiefS of estates, nor oould Kidd's lost treasure have suffloed to buy me out. Ah, well, the castle-building Is the only kind of building most of us will ever own. When we can gain undisputed possession at so small a cost as sailing on% beautiful river and merely calling our houses into being ss Alladin called his good genius up to do his bidding of old, why not make the most of it Soon at farthest, shall we get back to the rush, rumble aud wrangle of the city, and now for awhile let us be rich and fortunate and great, as we take our day's sail upon tbe sleepy, dreamy, peaceful old Hudson, with its Sleepy Hollow, its Suunyside, itsldlewild, its Dunderberg, its Storm-Ktng Mountain, and its Crow Nest, on either side. They who can thus carry their castle-building with them throughout all life are the truly favored, for their panics, shocks, storms, tbe loss of friends—whatever may betide—cannot barm them if the crash come to-day the new castle oan rise ou the morrow, and anew world of beauty come forth on call.

And thus, thou too fair Hudson, hast taught me tbe lesson afresh in these vacation hours—that our real life is in tbe possibilities within ourselves, aud that with God, Nature and those Possibilities always left us, our living need neve^ be one etther of failure or despair. How aptly has Charles Lamb portrayed the same truth in his description of th& poor, yet still genteel Captain Jackson "With nothing to live on, he seemed to live on everything. He had a stock of wealth in bis mind not that which is properly termed content, for in truth he was not containtd at all, but overflowed all bounds by tiie force of a magnificent self-delusion."

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But our vessel touches tbe pier, tbe crowd jostles my dreams away, and once more I step ashore, to be the recipient of numberless attentions from haokmen and porters, fit emblem of a world which smiles upon us as long as we have something to give. But I haven't in the present case the price is too high I prefer to walk, at least to the street cars—and so the admiring world forsakes me. Accordingly I bid them, the day's jaunt and tbe readers of The Mail alike, farewell. 3. S. M.

TUB Centennial show hurt the Quaker City in more ways than one. Besides advertising to the entire world what a one-horse town it is aud that the Friends are individually and collectively devotedly "on the make," it now turns out that the extensive use of beer during the progress of the exhibition engendered a taste among the staid natives for tbe fluid, and tbe consumption has increased by fully 100,900 barrels of twenty gallons each. The total prodaCt of the breweries there now is 086,500 barrels, from which the deduction may be made that each mu, woman sod child in Philadelphia drinks 421 glasses of beer during tbe year. "I.drink thee down," sollloqulxeth the good Quaker, "lest thou msyest fall into tbe possession of some weak stranger who cannot control his appetite, and thus barm him sorely. Woe be unto tbe bad men who brew tbe vile stuff 1 Fill 'em un again, Johnnie."

DISTB£S* and failure excite onr pity, while success too often only excite our envy. It is easy to pity those falling behind as in the race, but not so easy to have a joyful sympathy with those neck and neck with us, or to rejoice with those whom fleetness, or plaek, or favoring circumstances permit to outstrip us. It is many times much easier to weep with them that weep than to rejoice with those that rejoice.

"I CAW plod f" Success in life depends more upon tbe ability to plod ttuin upon genins of any sort. Most man who have risen to eminence have done so by means of patient, persevering, hard word, osiled plodding.

A S9KKR has driven many a man away from the fulfillment of a good intention, when a threat would have bad no Influence whatever. In fact the bold man Is the one that ca& face a sneer without quailing.

opfsmivs PEOPLE. Boston Herald. Vulgar Jews are not the only people who are objectionable to tbe cultivated patrons of summer hotels, but their habits of thrift and shrewdness have enabled them, unlike more vulgar Gentiles, to patronise the best plaoes. Anybody who feeds with his knife, makes a bib or pocket handkerchief of his napkin. picks his teeth at tbe table, smokes in Jtbe faces of ladies, or makes himself vulgar with jewelry. Is offensive to peo-

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Scraps of Style.

White dresses are in great fovor watering-plaees this season. The beauty of summer dressing Is ib its freshuess and its comfort.

Untrimmed overskirts are destined to gain the victory over trimmed. ^^1Small bone, pearl and metal buttoua are greatly used for garnishing street costumes.

Embroidered satin napkins were provided for tbe guests at a recent Nowport dinner.

To vary the white dresses, 'waists of oolored foulard are worn with white trimmed skirts.

A lady of moderate means who wishes a pretty yet inexpensive costume should select bunting.

Ladies' underwear has bfeeofne W elegant In material and design as to be classed among the fine arts.

Tbe fingered silk-net gloves are iincreasing in popularity, but they wear out so soon that they are expensive.

Inexpensive fans are made of inuuimyolotb and have all tho effect of tb» satin Pompadour fans without th® cost.' 4 *,7*i

Many fashionable dresses are1"" made with the fan waist in favor many yearn ago, and so. becoming .ta^lencfcf figures.

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White foulard pettiooats are styhsb. They are to be worn with pretty walking costumes or with trained evening dresses.

A peculiarity of Jtbe present style Of dressing tbe hair is the large number of gold headed pins and Bmall side-eomt** that may be worn.

The demand for white ties is so great at present at to amouut almost to a furoi, and, therefore, of course the variety is remarkable.

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One of the prettiest styles of etatumes seen at preeeut.is the short, plaiu skirt with tbe bouffante matinee, aa this style of polonaise is called.

Tbe English jokey cap, with its stiff visor, is taking tbe place of the silk hat so long worn for riding and ladies bavo made tbem tbe material of tkeir habit.

The polonaise reappears this season under the name of a matinee, and in welcomed by tbe ladies with great satisfaction, It is short and bunchy fa shaoe

Poke bonnets are much worn at tbft watering-places. They are mtde ot oourse straw, and trimmed with buttercups, earnations, cherries or blackberries.

Many of tbe costumes at present fashionable are oopled after old pictures- »f tbe dresses worn in tbe days of Loula XVI. Materials as well as designs are imitated. 0$

Pretty young ladlli at Newport affect natty bathing suits, sometimes of so alight a texture that tbe rough wrestle with old Neptnne's forces tbe garmr.nte gettb.wor.tont. £*££^1$

A pretty style of hair-dressing for tfa*

morning is to wave all tho hair and twist it Into a figurs of^elgbt very law at tbe back of tbe] head, trausiLxiu& it with a metal dagger or arrow.

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Already ther^is talk of tbe styles tte dress-makers have devised for next winter. It Is whisperedJt.hat there are to be wonderful combinations of colony and novelties in material and *bar«*.

One of the newest fancies in jewelry is the "old oaken bucket" set In solid gold the earrings are tiny golcfcos buckets, and tbe pin is a perfect Httle windlass, with rope colled around1 it,, from the end of which the bucket Is suspended. 5 ,,

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MANTOi? MARBLE'S MARRlAQKi Manton Marble has married Mm Lombard, a widow, ,foity and rich. Jennie June says: "The lady's IneoaSe is very large, but it dies with her, and sbe therefore *fcured tre future of her hosband by driving with him immediately and secretly to the office of tbo Mutual Life Iosuranca Company, where sbe executed a policy upon her own life, in his favor, for $100,000. Tbeytiien started for Europe* This generosity on tbe part of a rich woman offers a fine contrast to tbe way in which rich men often tie up their money so thst tbe wife, who has been tbeir dependent while they 11 tre, sbpil benefit as little as possible, by (Jufir death.

WHERE FOOL8 DO CONGBEGATBL Chicago InterOeean. If any 6ne wishes to be convinced that fools abound tbis year, let him walk tbe alley from Clark street

let mm walk up street, betwedu on, and look in p^'rom 500 to

Washington and Madison, at the pool rooms, wbere*'i 000 men and boys, in ait** from 60 to sit on benches fanning and sweating*, as they await tbe result of base-baft games, walking matches, running racsv, Me., upon which they have staked tbeHr haves and quarters. Glancing at tb» eager, restless faces of these men undfr the strain of uncertainty, and breathing in and throwing off tbe mingled fame** of tobacco and bad whisky, it is easy to cast tbeir horoscope. From this list-of idai men and boys will be made up tbo paupers and criminals of future years, it robs a man of honest purposes, ana gives him a loathing of labor. It Intr4 duces him to a train of thoughts tbtf& unmans bimfor life. It is hardly witl»ln tbe mind to conceive evil which wiH not naturally and necessarily follow in tfcow^ /Jlo asseoir