Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 11, Number 32, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 5 February 1881 — Page 1

Vol* 11.—No. 32.

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

SECOND EDITION. Town Talk.

CHARITY.

A case of charity, coming from a quarter so unexpected, was brought to T. T.'s notice this week in such a manner that he cannot help narrating it. It appears that a party of young bloods were assembled in a billiard, room, with the usual bar attachment, recently in this city, for the purpose of amusement and conviviality. Many gamex had been lost and won. Many rounds of the usual quality of liquor had been called for and deposited safely under many vests many funny stories had been told all the Bernhardt jokes bad been rehashed, clothed in new dress and freely commented upon, when the proceedings suddenly became dull and the wit ceased to flow with its accustomed fluency and volubility. At this stage of proceedings a seedy looking stranger entered the barroom, took a, drink, sat down in a convenient chair, and was soon, apparently, sound asleep. Here was an opportunity which could not be lost. New life was immediately infused into the convivial party, and a continuous stream of witticisms, at the expense of the unconscious one, flowed without interruption for over an hour. He was thoroughly discussed in every particular his old hat called forth many a joke his hair was closely examined to see if it contained enough hay seed to entitle him to the sobriquet of "granger" his old coat contained a number of rents, and looked as though it had seen enough servico to entitle it to a discharge with the commendation "welldone, good and faithful servant," retire and enjoy a comfortablo pension the remainder of your days bis pants were shabby and his feet encased in a pair of boots which would not grace a ballroom ho was gone ovor in a general way a number of times and then taken up in detail until the5 last joke *iad been cracked and the mirth ceased to "flow. When the jovial crew wore studying to what they should next turn their attention, a middle-aged woman with throe children made her appearance in the room. She camo in looking for assistance for herself and family. Her Btory was that she had gone out west with her husband sometime ago he was a good mechanic and had plenty of work nt good wuges, but was stricken down by aicknws doctors bills and the needs of the family soon devoured all their savings and tho husband and father died leaving his wife and little ones in want, strangers in a strange land. The brave little woman was battling hor way home to some small town in Ohio, and had snecetdod in reaching this city through tho kindnoss of tho charitablo who are ever willing to lend a helping hand to those in distress. Whon her tale of suffering had been told there was a general searching of pockets one of tho party went out and soon returned with transportation for herself and children to Indianapolis one gave a dollar others gave more and all gave liberally according to their means. In the meantime the seedy individual had been neglected, but when the contributions had been about completed ho was wide awake ho had heard the wholo story and closely watched tho movements of his unconscious tormentors. Rising to his feet he put his hand in his pocket and, handing the woman a twenty dollar bill, said: "I had a good mot hor once, boys, and she always told nie to help a woman whon 1 saw hor in distress, and hang 1110 if 1 don't do it." Of course their was a sudden change of feeling in his favor, and one of the party remarked: "Old fellow there's a little white angel sitting aloft who will place many a mark to your credit for such an act as this." "Aye and there is many a black angel down bolow here that will place marks enough against my name to more than talance the little good there is iu me," said the stranger as he walked out. Investigation proven! him to be a gambler of the three card monte stripe, who would not have hesitated at beating these fast youths out of all they could gather at a single throw of the cards, but who is, nevertheless, another proof that total depravity exists only in the minds of those who are ever ready to condemn their fellows, and that there is something good in every human breast if the proper means are only used to reach it.

THK TOUCH.

That a policeman's life is not a happy one is almost as true as the gospel itself, and T. T. is sorry that the force of this city is no exception to the general rule. Ever since the present party same in power and changed all the men in the various departments, it seems the other party demands that their more fortunate !ret hern shall be sujected to very dose inspection at all times and in all places. A very strong objection was mads to placing a man on the fire department because he circulated himself around

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among the saloons too much as current coin. It was true he promised reform and only asked employment as long as his good behavior continued but that made no difference the holier than thou doctrine had to be enforced against him at all hazards. Of late a great deal of attention has been called to the police force on the alleged grounds of inefficiency, general cussed near, and the natural antipathy which one political party has to seeing its opponents in power. It does seem to T. T. as though the present force has come as near fulfilling the expectations of its friends (its enemies it cannot expect to please) as it is possible to do under ordinary circumstances. The late force left as a legacy to its successors the care of the gamblers, and they immediately proceeded to close up their rooms, which was done, and the city has been free from gambling rooms for several months for the first time in years. This ought surely to be something in favor of the men who are designated guardians of tho law. In all cities the size of this a change in the police force is generally looked upon by foreign talent as an invitation to burglarize the town. This was tried after the new force went on, but it did not meet with that encouragement which would entitle it to bo designated a success. A gang of car thieves who had troubled the railroad company for many months were also brought to grief in a short time. T. T. believes in giving even the devil his due. The old force was a good one and the present one is its equal in any respect. They keep out of saloons, are interested in no schemes, and devote none of their time to running in all directions in the hope of capturing rewards offered by people who do not live near the city and have no interest in its affairs.

WED ALL BE HAPPIER

If wives gave up scolding. If gossips were tongue-tied. If babies didn't cry at night. If more people told the truth. If people didn't live beyond their income.

If homes were made pleasanter for children. If young and 0J4I took more care,of their health.

If people knew how to make the right use of money. If there were less rivalry in dress among women.

If No. 5 feet wouldn't try to get in No. 2% shoes. If those starting in life learned to lay by a little.

If there were fewer street angels and home demons. If people generally inclined more to fun and less to fighting.

If company dinners were a little plainer and every-day ditto a little better. If young married couples were less interfered with by relatives.

If there were a good deal less preaching about religion, and a good deal more practice of it.

If mothers were more willing to take rest when they need it, rather than run tbo risk of breaking down altogether.

If children were trained with a view to future usefulness and taught to be self-dependent.

If more people learned to be good naturcd as thoy go through life and avoid tho prospect of a cross-grained old age.

If wives were chosen for their good qualities rather than for the bewitching way in which they can carry 011 a flirtation.

If there were less hunting for faacy white-handed occupations, and more willingness for genuine old-fashioned hard-fisted work. \...

If all merchants had faith in printer's ink and the incalculable aid and assistance derived from a lively, spicy, newsy sheet like The Mail.

GIRLS, when that chap of yours is so terribly anxious about your sealskin being well fastened, your muffler tied, your mittens on, and all your other fixings just right, lest his dear little daisy should take cold, it's just as well for you to take a good deal of it all as "taffy," and to remember that once you're spliced he'll be just like the rest of them, and will let you go in a kitchen forty-seven degrees below zero to build up afire and get his breakfast. Go ahead, girls, fall in love all you like, and get married as soon as you can, but don't say we didn't tell you all about it.

Congressman Townsend, of Cleveland, says: "When the army reunion was held at Canton, Ohio, after he had been elected President, I went there with President Hayes, and Garfield joined us. After we had left Akron and were run* nlng down the bank of the Ohio Canal I saw Garfield sitting in the rear of the car, looking out of the window in a thoughtful way at the ditch of the canal, which was right under the cars. Said I 'General, are you in a brown study?' *1 was just looking down at that canal,' he replied, 'and thinking of the last time I saw it, I have not been along its banks for thirty-three years, and just that time ago I was driving a canal boat right bete.*w

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ABOUT WOMEN,

The Detroit Free Press wants to know why colored ladies do not wear white court plaster on their chin.

When you ask a Boston girl for a kiss she replies, "I have no objection to aplatonio osculation, but permit me, first, to remove my

All Washington society copies Mrs. Dahlgren in the little by-laws and roles of social etiquette, as she is considered the authority on such matters.

There is only one object in the world which will attract a young lady's attention from the handsome young man whom she meets on the street and that is another woman with a hat two laps ahead of any style she has yet seen.

The example of Lady Tilley, the wife of the Canadian Minister of Finance, in not providing wine at her reception, will be followed by the wives of two of the Cabinet Ministers, who intend giving a grand ball toward the close of the present session.

A warning to brides was given at a recent Chicago wedding, at which there were six ushers, eight bridesmaids and a best man. The wedding party got safely into the church, but the struggle of the bridesmaids for the odd man on coming out was a sight to behold

No Paris woman who is anybody ever wears any other than silk underclothes, and the most fashionable for that, as well as many other articles of dress, including the corset, is red. A celebrated modiste says: "It would be quite impossible to produce the same effects on an English or American figures, for the reason that so much and bungling underclothing is worn. A French woman has everything to fit her figure exactly and fine in material, and regards a fold or wrinkle as a device of the arch enemy to injure her appearance."

Mrs. Burnett's new story, Fair Barbarian," contains the following bit of conversation between certain English school girls upon whom the sight of an American girl has juSt dawned for the first time: "I have not the slightest doubt," said Miss Phipps, "that when she is at home she lives in a wampum." "What is a wampum?", admiring 'lejW!W Miss Phipps, with some impatience "I should think any goose would know that. It is a kind of tent hung with scalps, and—-and—moccasins, and—lariats, and things of that sort."

One of the most senseless and vicious fashions now popular is "the French heel," located along toward the center of the foot. It is neither beautiful nor useful, and positively injurious to health. It is the unanimous expression of the wisest medical men that it has caused serious and complicated diseases. The weight of the body presses directly upon nerves that are but little protected, and the whole system suffers. A lady a short time since called upon an eminent oculist of Chicago for a nervous trouble afflicting her eyes. After a careful examination the physician told the lady it was caused by her French heels, and he would make no attempt at cure until she changed the character of her shoes. He informed the lady that she would stand a good chance for total blinduess unless she obeyed. She left, remarking she "would think about it." Perhaps few would be so unwise, and yet fashion holdB people with a good deal of power. It is but just, also, to say that very few who indulge in the use of shoes made after this foolish fashion are aware of the danger incurred.

The bewilderiug "Bernhardt," in her meteoric flight through tho East, has left behind her a numerous company of devotees more or less possessed of the Bernhardt "craze," who can bo seen any bright day upon the streets the unmistakable wide-spreading, far-reaching, voluminous Bernhardt scarf enveloping their delicate throat their complacent faces peeping from underneath the vast overarching brims of the Bernhardt poke bonnet, and their dainty hands encased in] the long, saggy uncomfort-able-looking Bernhardt gauntlet gloves. Bernhardt has likewise a fashion of dropping her under jaw, a fact noticeable in her pictures and said to be observable in her acting. She has, by practice, brought this little trick to artistic perfection, but some of her infatuated imitators who attempt this ridiculous affectation—alas! they fail most absurdly—the lips open beyond the artistic limits and exceed the boundary lines of true artistic perfection, and the failing amateur has simply the appearance of a person who has either jast encountered a ghost or gorilla, or has run up three flights of stairs and lost her breath. All this makes people who have read Darwin's book on the "Origin of Species" fall to speculating and ruminating over some of the theories therein advanced regarding the imitative vein in human kind. Mimicry is the distinguishing characteristic of a creature from which one scarcely cares to claim descent, and the generality of people are disposed to regard with suspicion any sign that seems to substantiate the Professor's theory in even so slight a degree as that illustrated above.

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TEREE HAUTE, INC., SATUEDAY EVENING, FEBRUARY 5,1881. £1' Eleventh Year

CRAPS OF STYLE.

LITTLE ITEMS THAT GO TO MAKE THE LADIES ATTRACTIVE.

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New opera cloaks are of shaded plush. Bangs and bangles are alike popular. Moire antique ribbons are again in fashion.

It is not the correct thing to wear tight gloves. f* 2 Buttonless, loose-wristed gloves take the precedence of all other.

Eastern combinations of Oriental colors grow in fashionable favor. Tfee hair, in Paris, is dressed less fiat and higher than it was last year.

Ntawly imported French underwear of all kjpds fit the form as close as possible jw be comfortable.

Qtte of the new designs for a lace pin is aliar from which hangs an egg basket filled With pearls.

Among the novelties are white satin belts with peacocks' eyes painted upon them, and plush belts with unique embroidery of pearl or iridescent beads.

The only earthly objection some girls have to fur lined circulars is that it's so unhandy to get hold of agent's arm with one on, and yet those who have,them manage it some way.

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CONTEMPLATION.

FQJR SUNDAY

A good character shines by its own light. They that govern most make least notse. 4M

Simplicity, of all things, is the hardest to be copied. Pain may be said to follow pleasure as its shadow.

Love, faith, patience—the three essentials to a happy life. ,} V. ti fC Danger cannot be avoided .without danger. life hath no blessings like a prudent friend. fThe agitation of thought is the beginning of truth. jHe who loses hope may then part with anything.

nothing more. An angry man is not a fit companion for anybody, not even for himself

Even poverty is better than avarice, for while poverty wants many things, avarice wants everything.

It is always better to keep out of a quarrel than to make it up ever so amicably after you have got into one.

The reptile in human form should be avoided with care you may rub out the slime of the snail but not the slime of the slanderer.

A man has no more right say an un civil thing than to act one—no more right to say a rude thing to another man than to knock him down,

The man who revenges every wrong that is done him has no time for anything else. If you make your life a success you can afford to let the dogs bark as they go by.

IT WON'T BO. Peck's Sun.

A correspondent who has been astonished at the number of ladies who have been burned to death by their clothes taking fire at an open grate or fire, says he is experimenting on an invention by which a lady in case of an accident of this kind can, by pulling a string, throw off all her clothes at once and escape destruction. It seems as though something ought to be done to protect ladies from the fire place, but the remedy will eventually come through the making of dress materials fire proof. The scheme spoken of by our correspondent if made to work satisfactorily in case of fire might subject her to embarrassments. The string might catch on something when she was out shopping, or some villainous man might find where it was located, and while pretending to escort her across the street, he might pull the string. There are mefi mean enough to do it, in Chicago. We advise OHr correspondent not to waste any more time on nis invention, as nobody would wear it, after he had it perfected.

HOW THEY TREAT BOYS IN ,fvr, LOUISVILLE. Courier Jounlal. "Yes, boys are a tiresome lot," said a Louisville teacher, "and they try our patience to its limit. We don't flog them. Sometimes we can make a boy ashamed by talking to him other boys, again, are too coarse to feel shame. There are times when only ridicule is of service in guiding a youngster. There are boys who are so sensitive that you have but to point your finger at them and they recognize their fault. Some boys, after the grossest disobedience, and after they have been severely reprimanded, are as ready to come and ask a favor of me as if nothing had happened. Such

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are of the coarsest type.

In extreme cases a boy is sent home and forbidden to return excepMrith his par­

en ts, and sometimes a nded. As whipping."

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pen ded. As I said before, there is no

MARRIAGE LICENSES. The following marriage licenses have been issued since our last report:

Andenora Goodpasture and Martha A. Jones. William Johnson and Carrie Davis.

John M. Jobmon and Mary Anderson. John Bell and Esther A. white. Joseph H. Warren and Maggie Miller. Hlu Yanderhoof and Belle Carter. Edward P. Gillnon and Clara A. BeniOtt. Etaatlian D. Harvey and Martha J. Falling.

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A STORY OP HEARTS AND HOMES.

BY A PRIVATE DETECTIVE

This thriling story was commenced In The Mail of last week. It will be found full of exciting interest. The scene opens In Cincinnati, a little more than a decade of years ago, at twelve o'clock, on a cold winter's night. The chapters in last week's Mail introduce only two characters in the drama. One is Ned Courtney, a man of considerable wealth, the other is Frank Milton a young lawyer. The latter has In his possession some papers certifying to the marriage of Courtney and the birth of a child. Milton asked for these a sum of money greater than Courtney was willing to pay, and to get possession of them while crossing the river in a small boat on the night mentioned, Courtney struck Milton on the head with an oar, and threw his body into the river. On reaching his room Courtney burned the papers.

This brief synopsis is given for tho reason that last week's issue was exhausted before the newsboys had obtained all their supplies, fu 1» 4 #«•-, t"t^U -rvrm-r. TV?" -1

CHAPTER IV. A ROUGH GAME.

When Frank Milton was dropped into the river, the very coldness of the ivater revived him, and restored his senses.

He comprehended his terrible situation in an instant. Like a Hash came the conviction that if he once floated past the boat he was lost. The bow was pointed up stream and Frank was floating down even faster than the craft itself so when he thought of self-preservation it was almost too late.

He grasped the keel of the boat near the stern and then -held on with a death grip, although the weight of his clothes nearly dragged him below the surface. He managed, however, to slip off his overcoat. This was more easily accomplished than the reader imagines, for Courtney himself had unbuttoned it so as to get at the papers.

It was this article that had caught the latter's eye, iloating down for some distance below the boat and then sinking.

Frank, in his dangerous situation, heard his enemy mutter to himself and then take his seat upon the thwart so lately occupied by the young lawyer himself.

Then by the sudden jerk which almost caused Frank to lose his hold on the keel, he knew that Courtney was using the oars. -Allwti ottC§) raiw ml .t the young inan's brain.

He had, up to this time, taken it for granted that Courtney had attempted to kill him under the impulse of the moment now he saw that tnis was a wrong view of the matter. Courtney had resolved to murder him before they started out on tho midnight voyage, and in all probability he had appointed the lonely meeting on the wharf for that purpose.

If the deed was not premeditated, why had he sat in the stern and played witn an oar when he was such an excellent rower?

As the boat was making its way to the shore, Frank found great trouble in holding on, especially as Courtney was rowing against, and not with, the current, and tne icy water had nearly frozen his body and limbs.

Though Frank had a frame of iron, yet the blow he had received had in some degree confused him. He was aware of the fact, however, that if he once let go of the boat, he was doomed to a watery grave.

Life is dear in the hearts of all, young and old, and a drowning man wilfgrasp at a straw so, despite his fears, Frank held on, and at length to his relief he heard the bow of the boat grate upon the shore.

It was his white face that the scoundrel had seen when he turned to look at the river, after pulling the boat upon the sand.

Courtney had not yet passed out of sight when a drenched, half-drowned, and nearly frozen figure crawled from the water, and, stumbling to his feet, shook his fist at the retreating form. "Courtney," muttered Frank, as he staggered along, his limbs refusing to do their duty, "you've proved yourself to be a villam of the deepest dye. For my leniency in trusting to your honor I am rewarded in this manner but, never mind, a day of reckoning will soon come and I will repay in your own coin. Never will I rest until you are thrust from the house you call your own, and the rightful proprietor installed therein. Bvthe heavens above, I swear it!"

The river being high, as has been mentioned before, the distance between the water's edge and the buildings on the bank was not very great. Before he had taken many steps Frank began to feel dizzy, and, knowing it woula be impossible for him to walk to his home, he staggered up to a one-story frame house near the comer of Central Avenue, and facing the river..

On one side of the door there was a window, and, though the curtain was down, Frank caught a glimmer of light, and hence knew that the inmates, whoever they were, had not yet retired for the night.

Without any hesitation, for his situation was too desperate to think of propriety, Frank pulled his weary, halffrozen frame up to the house ana rapped on the door.

After half a minute had passed by, there was a slight commotion in the house, and, the door opening, Frank found himself face to lace with a beautiful young girl, while beside her stood a rather rough looking, but, as Frank afterward found out, kind hearted boy of sixteen.

Taken completely aback by this unexpected and lovely apparition, the young lawyer began to mumble something about having fallen into the river, when he felt a deathly faintness coming over him. Clutching wildly at the air, he lost his balance and fell heavily, in swoon, at the feet of the beautiful young girl.

No doubt the reader would like to know more about our hero, Frank Milton.

He was about twenty-two yean of age,

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although he looked twenty-five, such was his manly appearance. In height he was about five feet ten. and his form was exoellently moulded, being perfects in shape,

His broad shoulders and deep chest proved that there was a vast amount of strength in his body—more thaa is usually givee to young men. This he has" already proved, by performing a feat, which one man in a scorewoulahesitatt about attempting.

His hair was a dark brown, and slightly inclined to be curly. His eyes were gray, and there was a piercing look about them that made one think their owner was searching into his inmost thoughts.

Both in form and features Fr^nk ^88 a fine looking young fellow. In an afternoon promenade along Fourth street, one might discern at least a score of men as handsome as Frank Milton, but there was & determined air upon his face that wbuld at any time have distinguished it froni all others.

He could have dressed better had he so desired, but he possessed a kind heart,' and, during the recent severe weather, many a poor soul in the great city had occasion to call down the blessings of Heaven upon the head of Frank Muton, the young lawyer, for favors received at his hands.

Frank had been recently admitted to the bar, and his natural shrewdness and intelligence told the other members that he was bound to make his mark before long. When he spoke, they listened with attention, for they were well aware that the man before them was ,a rising light. Although his fame was spreading and in a few years he would be among the foremost lawyers in the city, Frank's po'jketbook was at present not very well

It is true he had just settled a case the day before in favor of a client, and had received about fifty dollars as his remuneration.

Frank's fear, however, were not for money. Before another month had elapsed ho would be a wealthy man. Slowly but surely, with the assistance of his friend, Dick Sharpley.the famous detective, ho had been drawing a net around tho man who had defrauded him out of his inheritance, and now Pierson was in tho meshes.

Somehow or other, Frank managed to find out that Pierson was not tho persou he claimed to be. He to whom the wealth ought to have gone on acconnt of the strange will had died years ago in India. Pierson had been one o£ his in* timate companions and had learned all of his secrets. Taking advantage of tho helplessness of the widow and her boy of eleven, he had, by his scheming brain managed to gain possession of all their ^meipewemy, wrtnm xtre Tost month,' Frank had come across another comrado of the dead heir, who knew Pierson too. This man had proofs of the genuine heir's demise, and could also prove who

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wretch carefully nursed, for ho had been very sick, and but for the timely aid of the young lawyer, must have died.

It was therefore not from the want of money that made the young lawyer ask such a high price for tho papers he held, and whicn would, in the end, have boen Courtney's ruin.

For years Frank had kept an eyo upon Courtney, for to this worthy and Pierson together he ascribed the death of his dear mother. He had become acquainted with the Rev. Hilliard, and while looking over tho old minister's papers for him one day, had como across the marriage certificate and also the other paper relating to the birth of a child.

The old minister related the story about tho documents, and, as I10 had grown to like Frank exceedingly. I10 readily consented that tho youug lawyer should take tho two papers with him and, at Frank's request, also indorsed them.

From tho minister's papers, Frank took two blank certificates just liko those proving the marriage of Edward Courtney and Lucille Burns, and the birth of a daughter. For what use ho intended them the reader will see hereafter.

Frank now had lioth of his enemies in hispower. These two papers proved that Edward Courtney had married a young girl named Lucille Burns thirty-seven years before, in Dayton, and that a year afterward a child was born, when tho mother died. Courtney returned to Cincinnati, leaving the child in Dayton, and married again. The child haa grown up and had been married to a young man named Vernon, by another minister, a friend of Mr. Hilliard.

There was a young daughter, and when Edward Courtney (Bed, the couple, with their child, started for Cincinnati to claim their rights as heirs of the late Courtney, who had left a son then a young man.

There was a terrible collision on tho road, however, near Glendale, and both of the young people met an awful death while on the way to claim their wealth. Tho child was lost, and though the minister bad tried all manner of means to find tho proper heiress and give her the papers that would bring her wealth, yet bis efforts had been unavailing.

The heiress, the best link in the chain, was missing, and Frank was puzzled how to fina her. His efforts must now be turned toward that end.

-'CHAPTER V.

"ill® THE QCEEX OP HEABTH.

When Frank again opened his even, he could not at first understand where he was, and knew not what to make of his situation.

His first thought was that ho was in bed at home, and the horrible events of the night before had been but dreams but, upon casting his eyes around,he realized nis error.

In an instant it came to him that, after all, the events of the night before were not mere creations of a fevered brain, but realities. Courtney had attempted to murder him, and most probably thought ho had done so. Tho last thing he remembered was his falling in a swoon at the feet of a young girl and k°"They have kindly taken me in, and I

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