Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 19, Number 11, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 1 September 1888 — Page 1

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THE _MAIL.

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

NTotes and Comment.

The effect of liberal and judicious advertising Is aptly illustrated in the phenomenal success of our county fair this week. 'Hahing and processions and tin horns and brass bands

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It's funny. Every Republican who goes to New York comes back with the report that the state is sure ly going Republican and every Democrat who returns from au Eastern trip is Just as certain that the Empire electoral vote will bo cast for Cleveland. It all depends upon the fellows you meet fend the glasses you see through.

The Pennsylvania coal barons have turned the crank of tho "Trust machine and sent up tho price of coal so that every poor consumer will have to pay more for the fuol that is to 'keep his wife and children warm than before. There is no excuse for the increase. It is simply to put a few moro millions into the coffers of the coal kings. Down with the rings and trusts.

Good-bye, stenographe rs. Edison has now got his wondorful phonograph so perfect that it will reproduce any sound that can bo mado. The crash of a hammer, tho laugh or cry of a child, or the most delicate strain of music is reproduced perfectly. Anyone can learn to work it in two hours, and it will take tho place of stenographers, the typewriter copying dlroctly from tho phonograph.

Tho man who offer* 'himself as a candidate, or who accopts a nomination, does so with tho knowledge that in tho heat of the campaign many sharp and bitter things will be said of him, especially if the canvass is close. So universal Is this experience that it is always expected and the raco is undertaken with that understanding. Hut a strong man

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man of stability of character, shakes off all these annoyances, and pays no moro attention to them than a duck does to a snnshower. The greatest men of the nation have been most berated. But they walk serenely through it all, and come up smiling serenely after the light, as though not one unpleasant word had been breathed.

Talking with one of our doctors the other day the conversation naturally drifted Into medicine and sickness. "Do you know" ho said "the poison conveyed by the human teeth is ono of the most annoying that a physician over has to deal with. A chewed ear or nose is months healing, where a more important wound infllleted by an instrument would readily yield to simple remedies. I have had under my care severe and most complicated esses of blood poison ing, in which the patient had but slight ly abraded the hand in the course of a tight by striking his knuckles against the teeth of his opponent. I have known hands thus poisoned only saved from amputation by the application of all the rescnurces of science. Tobacco and whisky, or disarrangement of the stomach from many other causes, may be responslble for this poisonous condition of the teeth, and I am oot prepared to say that a man with good health and a clean, sweet mouth would convey this poison, but 1 can only speak of the frequency of this class of cases and the difficulty of attending them successfully."

What is the reason that so many people commit suicide now-a-dayn? There seems to bo an epidemic of suicide raging throughout the country. Death acem* to have lost Its terrors to the common mind. Scarcely a paper can be picked up that does not contain the announcement of one or more mortals who wearied of life, have taken the solution of the &m% mystery Into their own bands and prematurely severed the golden cord. They launch out into eternity with the nonchalance and sang froid, seemingly, that they would start out to a picnic. Is this due to the ration* alistle ideas spreading throughout the community, or la It because the lines of life are much harder drswn than they used to be? It to difficult to find any sufficient i^-on for the *prmd of the disease, If a «itod, but the fact to patent that to rapidly nomas! tuf.

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ble influence no doubt, but after all it's voting that tells. The Chicago Tribune and the Indianapolis News are having fun in their own way out of tho campaign. Both papers heartily support Harrison but both ere "fornlnst" the Republican platform. Anew way of campaigning, that.

Indianapolis *is dull and lonesome without tho visiting delegations to call on Gen. Harrison. Worse than that it is losing several thousand dollars a day in money that the delegations used to bring. But good things can't last forever.

those who are energetic and efficient.

Orl PrcUtel in his paper, the Chicago Sunday National, says: "Rich men are not always fashionably dressed. It ftaay be that such gaudinees is displeasing to their tastes or to their pockets. I f, therefore, yon were to estimate such a man's wealth by his drees, he might be as rich Cmmis, and yet, in your ~Mmn,{on, be clashed as a vagabond. H- rj in he west gamblers and blacklegs constitute the maj«Oy of tho fiwhionably Armmd people of our cities. If yon pnt every man down as a roguo until he proves himself honest, yon approach nearer the troth than by applying tho opposite rule. There are more honest hearts beating beneath the coarse ragged son shirts of onr kingmen than there are throt'Hng nnu*r the polished linen of tho Ykjpsnt man of leisure.'"

Admiral Loee says there to much less drunkenness in tho navy now than there was forty years ago, whoo bo enured the service. The fa^a are there to «#s drinking and tow drunkennera •Twrywhert.

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good livelihood afterwards. If so, it is plain that in most cases their plans miscarry and they go where they won't be obliged to look after work. It is evidently a dangerous experiment and the safer way is to devote a little more energy to the search of work, which is soone/or

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How much there is in the two words, Saturday night. To the whole civilized world it means much. It means another week of toil is over it means another week of worriment and hard work past it means that a day of rest is about to dawn it means that another week's journey toward eternity is made. Yes, it means all of ibis. It means that we are In years and experience by a week. It tells us time Is fast passing and every idle moment spent is just so much time lost, never to be made up. Did you ever sit down on a Saturday night and make a careful inventory of the week? Did you ever stop to consider the number of nlckles and dimes spent during the week for which you have nothing to show? Did you ever think how much more money could have been saved for a "rainy day" from the week's earnings if you had done as you ought to have done to yourself and to the loved ones at home? Can you not on Saturday night look back over your acts of the past week and see where you could have been the means of doing good to some poor creature, some unfortunato one whose toil could have been made the easier by some pleasant word from you, which, having neglected the opportunity you have a feeling of regret, and could you but have lived over again tho days that are gone, you would have lived them better? These are but few of the many thoughts that come to tho minds of the considerate on Saturday night. If you spend your days in idleness, devoting your time to licentious pleasures, you are not only wasting your vital forces, but every Saturday brings you nearer the poor house, noarer a permature—a pauper's grave. Says Charles Klngsley: "Every man, it would soem, brings into the world a certain capacity, a certain amount of vital force, in body and in soul and when that is used up, the man must sink down into some sort of second childhood, and end very much where ho begins,," If wo have nothing laid by when Saturday night comes, we are only making ourselves the moro helpless iu our old ago. Who wants to reach a heloless old age in poverty? Not a human being. Did you ever stand on the busy streot on Saturday night and look at the crowds of men and women, boys and girls, all moving about doing something? There goqs a man with a well tilled market basket on his arm. A peaceful, contented look is on his face. He is an honest son of toll going to his family with a week's provisions. Ho has settled his bill at the store and has a little balance left. Happy, happy man. See over there. There stands a young man who earns enough to take care of himself and have a snug sum left at the end of the week, but he has spent it all and is in debt. What a net of misery he is weaving about himself in his profligate course. Here you meet a man with his wife at his side. What a happy time to them is Saturday night. They bask in the sunlight of each other's love, and conscious of a frugal, well-spent week, they are content and happy. Saturday night to them is a" night of pleasure, in squaring up their accounts and buying something for the little ones at home. Envy them! Who does not envy them? The closing night of the week is Indeed a night on which we come up for examination. If the week has been well or idly spent, our record will tell it. Saturday night is the commain the sentence of our lives where wo are enabled to paus* for an instant to again start on a better or a worse course. And this is the close of the week, the world over.

It is stated that lamps "are again coming into vogue in the most fashionable circles. Gas is not used so much as formerly as a light for reading, and it has not the conveniences of the kerosene lamp. A great improvement has been mado in burners in the past few years, and lamps may now be purchased that have twenty and thirty candle power. Since Argand, the Swiss inventor, gave tho world his famous burner, the oil lamp has rivaled gas in brilliance and steadiness of flame. Lamps are now made of the most beautiful and artistic patterns, and some of them are highly prized ornaments, as well as useful household articles. The lamp is not only cheaper and handier light to have about the household, but the latest Improved fixtures are more satisfactory forgoing light work by. A lamp can be made a parlor ornament, and the gas jet cannot. Some of the new burners make the best light in the world it is soft and steady, never injures the eyes and is suitable for every purpose."

There is no need for anyone to become baldheaded hereafter. That is what the barbers in the fashionable shops in New York are telling their customers now. They have found a new preventive and all the thin-haired society fellows are employing it. The thing is the latest fashionable fad among the pets of the four hundred. They call it singeing the hair, and this is how it is done.t The hair is first washed, thoroughly dried and then brushed up in a pompadour shape. The barber has an iron like that used for curling women's locks. This is heated to such a degree that as it passes lightly over the ends of the hair it singes them. The theory is that the burning of the ends forms anew and natural cap upon the hair and drives back the oil to the root, thus adding new life and vigor to it.

When doctors disagree who shall decide? A bit of enterprise on the part of the Boston Globe disclosed a remarkable difference of opinion among the physicians of that city. A reporter, in perfect health, visited ten prominent Boston doctors and stated non-existent symp toms and requested a diagnosis. The man's physical appearance was perfect. But notwithstanding this each doctor diagnosed the case in a different way, and each gave the imaginary invalid a prescription. The diagnoses and prescriptions, together with the interview with each doctor and a statement as to the reporter's elegant health, were published in the Globe. And now the cultured Bostonians are snickering (they don't laugh in Boston) at the doctors.

It is noted that the system of brigaudnge, known as "tipping" has been worse than ever at tho resorts this summer. In many hotels the bell boy doesn't expect to move for less than 10 cents, and, as you are likely to employ a different boy every time, you soon begin to dread asking for anything. The head waiter of a summer hotel was recontly asked by a guest why the waiters were so slovenly and insolent. "Oh well-' was the reply, "I expect If you would lay down a two-dollar bill by your plate every Sunday morning, as the othergentlemen do, yon would find them all right. I understand you have only been giving 50 cents a week.

A London paper recently made SoM© extravagant statements as to the weight of a woman's dress. The fact is, says the Philadelphia Times, that the ordinary costume worn by a woman of medium stature is remarkably light. Very few weigh over nine pounds, dresses of silk and jet being the heaviest. A dress of cloth and jet averages about six pounds, a long velvet dress for evening wear about Ave, a cloth winter dress five, a tailor-made dress about six pounds and wrap of solid jet three, whilei drees of surah silk weighs somewhere,in the neighborhood of three and one-half pounds only. Summer dresses weigh from half a pound to two pounds,

The old adage that "prohibition does not prohibit" is illustrated in the case of Kansas City, which was supposed to be an absolutely "dry" town* It has recently been discovered that there are 250 saloons nrtder the guise of barber shops, pool rooms, harness shops, laundries and groceries, where men can procure any bibulatiog beverage that may snit their fancy, from the mild lager to the invigorating Bourbon. The good eitluni are shocked at the discovery, and will'a lan indignation meeting todevtoe means to get rid of these masked batteries, so to speak. fciATi-iiTi

The tramps have hit upon a new And as yet very successful begging scheme. One enters a bouse, saying that he has been looking for work all the morning, but has not moseded In finding any, and offers to buy a few siloes of breadWhen he receives It he searches In his coat to find the money. Much to his apparent affiawment, he discovers that it has fallen oat of a hols In his pocket, and be offers to return the food. His offer to never accepted, and he gets a good meal, besides lots of sympathy tor hit loss, _^

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Then we have a woman architect, who understands her work quite as well as the husband with whom she is in partnership. He plans for the ordinary home, and she for all the nooks and corners, closets and out-of-the-way places. Then she is an artist and knows what colors harmonize in paint, woodwork and furnishings, her own abode 4s marvel of taste and the fitness of things that please and satisfy the eye.

Another woman, a lady of refinement snd education, takes the furnishing of your new house for you, telling what y6u need and with carte blanche makes your interior surroundings and furnishings in perfect harmony, or she will gest to you what is essential in the parlor, library or hall.

Still another woman understands the art of decorating for dinner or evening parties and sends out cards to all new comers who have homes and wish to entertain. She will come and trim your rooms with flowers, arrange your tables and festoon draperies, and bring harmony of color out witlji wonderful effect. And where flowers bud and bloom in such rare perfection a flower artist can do, marvelous things iu floral decorations.

The following good advice to husbands by a writer in the Christian at Work, contains much commendable common sense: "First, get a wife secondly, be patient. You may have great trials and perplexities in your business with the world, but do not, therefore, carry to your home a cloudy or contracted brow. Your wife may have trials, which, though of less magnitude, may be hard for her to bear. A kind, concilatory word, a tender look will do wonders in chasing from her brow all clouds of gloom. You encounter your difficulties in open air, fanned by heaven's cool breezes, but your wife is often shut in from these reviving influences, and her health fa^s, her spirits lose their elasticity. Buf, oh, bear with her. She has trials and sorrows to which you area stranger, but which your tenderness can deprive of all their anguish. Notice kindly her efforts to promote your comfort. Do not receive all her good offices as a mere matter of course and pass them by, at the same time being very sure to observe any little ommission of what you may consider duty to you. Sometimes yield your wishes to hers. Her preferences may be as strong as yours. Think you it is not so difficult for her to give up always? Is there no danger she will deem you selfish With such an opinion she cannot love as she might. Again show yourself a manly man, that your wife may look up to you and feel that you will act nobly, and can confide in your judgmsnt.

WOMEN'S WAYS.

An English spirit medium claims to have paid a visit to the planet Mars. She says that the inhabitants of that planet are great engineers, that they are of* large, fpowerful physique, and that the men are very handsome. Being a woman, she does not appear to have noticed what kind of .women there are in Mars.

When you talk about woman's constancy don't quote figures, because figures prove that two wives elope to one husband, and that three widows remarry to one widower. Seven-tenths of the broken engagements are broken by the female side. It is man—cruel, tyranical man- wlie loves to stick and sticks to see that her grave is kept green.

The Kansas City woman who concealed $1,000 in her hustle for safe keeping and then iorgot both bustle and money must have been a feminine freak. It is not impossible that an ordinary woman might forget the money, especially if she were going on a journey instead of a shopping excursion, but that she could forget her bustle staggers belief.

Mrs. Eliza Garver Is the first woman politician of South Carolina to take the stump. She is a candidate for school commissioner and has set her mind upon being elected. To this end she has gone into the campaign like a "real jnan," and is said to have spent her money with great freedom, and to have organised her campaign with the cleverness of trained politician.

A woman recently killed a bear in a novel manner in Colorado. She was at work with some bee-hives clooe by the house, when turning around she perceived a bear sitting solemnly by. The hear was seen about the same time by the bees, who made raid on him. The maddened animal, supposing the woman to he the cause of the exquisite pain, rushed at her with open Jaws. The woman rushed into the house, picked np the first thing aft hand, which happened to be a dish cloth—and flung it at the beast. The doth lodged in the bear's throat and strangled him.

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Women, says a Los Angeles paper, are learning more and more how to take care of themselves and become independent. They devote themselves to bee culture, tho raising of silk-worms, the poultry business, flower selling, the gathering and putting up of sea masses to sell to tourists, and raising pampas plumes and curling them.

OH, THESE GIRLS.

THEY FILL. A LARGE SHARE OF OUR HEARTS AND OF THE NEWSPAPERS. V-K•

Miss Carrie Townsend, a South St. Louis girl, tells the following: I always have a feeling of pity for girls who have florid or sallow complexions, or whose faces are bespattered with freckles, looking as if they had been about when a bran bin had exploded. I feel sorry for them, not because of any harm that the freckles do, for really I think them nice, as they are evidences of a pure, light and healthy complexion, but because the removal of them is so easy if they only knew how. I accidentally discovered a a sovereign remedy a couple of years ago which costs next to nothing. One day the plumber shut our water of! and I could get none in which to wash my Tace. I was fearfully soiled and, looking out of tho wiudow just then, I saw a friend approaching to call on me. Glancing about me I noticed half of a watermelon from which the meat had been removed some time before. It was partly filled with juice and I hastily washed my face in it. Tho result was so soothing that I repeatedly washed my face in that manner. Judge my astonishment a few days later on seeing that there was not a freckle loft on my face. A number of my girl friends thoti tried it and the result was a great beautifying of countenances. No matter what is wrong with tho face the juice uf the watermelon will rectify it and produce a clear skin." •.

The red-headed girls of New York city have at last got tho joke on tho public. Every time a pretty girl with red hair enters an elevated train, heads are stuck oul of the windows and necks are craned to see if their isn't a white horse following the train. If she gets on the ferry-boat people look as if they expected a specios of Perseues of some kind to pass the boat. She has got tired of this and the miniature white horse that the Broadway dude wears on his watch chain and flaunts so insolently in her face as she enters a car. She has a new scheme—a counter-irritant. It is a white Uorse bieastpin made of celluloid, which she wears conspicuously at her throat. Instead of staring at her and the road alternateiy, people give hat undivided attention for a minute, and then they smile and pass on, glad for a chance to attend to their own business.

Twenty years ago, when Emma Abbott lived in the backwoods of Illinois, she tried to get an appointment to teach school. She read an advertisrment in some paper of a teacher wanted in the next township. The town was seventeen miles away, and there was only one way for brave little Emma to get there and that was by walking. She set off, however, on the lonely and hazardous journey, only to find when she reached her destination that eleven other girls had got there in advance of her. Footsore and weary, she crossed the threshold of the room in which the other applicants were sitting. A man was cross-examin-ing one of them, and as she entered all looked up. They were not a little surprised as she gapped out, "I have walked seventeen miles to get this place." The man .jumped up from his seat and exclaimed, "And you shall have it. Last come first served, this time!"

Miss Fletcher, the authoress of a number of popular novels, has published an article recently on the peculiar subject, "Can Women Think?" She plainly espouses the negative side. The one great reason for theiif failure, she alleges, is that they are never alone. "Woman," she adds, "is chaperoned, escorted and companioned till she has not only no clear idea of her own identity, but no very clear identity of which to have an idea. A man may betake himself to any place or resort be pleases, be a spectator of its life, and yet retain, if he likes, the personal solitude of the primeval wilderness: but if a woman would go to the mountains, to the sea, to the city—anywhere she will, she must have at least a woman companion with her in the guise of a cbaperone, friend or maid."

Fanny Davenport is, boyond question, this summer's sensation on the Pacific slope. At Santa Barbara, where she spent ten days of her vacation, she attracted unusual attention as an expert swimmer. The fair Tosea has been deliciously aquatic and her bathing costume Is described as a "stunner." An enterprising photographer went down to the beach early one morning and hid with his apparatus behind a bath house, in hopes of getting a focus on the fair Fanny in her bathing costume. Somehow she became aware of his intention and when she came oot she was surrounded by a bodyguard, which escorted her to and from the surf. This parade was kept np for two or three days until the man with the camera left in disgust.

Miss Leona Dare, the famous athlete, recently made a balloon ascension in England, hanging by her feet from a trapeze. On aligh ting, six miles away, she found that she had forgotten her clothing, and had to ride back to town In an open wagon clad only in tights.

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BALLAD OF TWO BO USEKEEPESS.

MRS. JACK ROBIXSOX.

There were very few housekeepers Who could equal Mrs. Wray In riolug every household tusk

The very easiest way And Just so quickly and so well Thntall who knew her, said: "They almost thought her very breath

Was drawn two days ahead!"

She never acted "all worn out," As mr.ny of us do, And what it meant to have'weak nerves.'

She said she never kuew While "over-worried" and 'over-worked"

Were terms that meant to her No more than talk of cold days would To one well wrapped In fur.

"A better neighbor never lived," Her neighbors all did say: "A better wife there couldn't bo,"

Thought Mr. Edwin Gray "The nicest mother in the world," So said each boy and girl: "Truly a Christian," were the words

Of Reverend Mr. Searle.

Only a block away, there lived Her sister, Mrs. Brown, Whose trials and toinplaints were kuown

By every one in towu. She never got time to rest Yet her house was upside down, And her family seldom saw her face

Without its weary frown.

She dropped her music and her books. And said: "tslie couldn't see How some folks found so many hours

A gad-about to be. For her part, all her time was tilled In ceaseless household work, Which, she'd taken It. to do

She didn't proposei to shirk."

She cared naught for new fangled ways Of doing any task, Her mother's ways were Just as good

As au.v she could ask. Long hours she spent In useless toil. Yet. her work was never done, And her health succumbed to worry

Ere her life was well begun.

The world lias many Mrs. Browns, But fewer Mrs. Uray* And all because we find It hard

To learn new faRhloncd ways. We hate to own that others can Tench anything to us Or do the work we ttnd so hard,

Without ose-half the fuss.

While passing a few days at a coast village, Amelia Rives that was, Mrs. Chandler that is was out one day boating with a small eomowhat stupid Usher lad. She remained out till nearly dusk, when a couple of boats put out to look for her. They soon discovered the dory in which she had embarked slowly approaching, the fisher boy standing in the stern and sculling with a perplexed look on his faoe. Whore is Miss Rives? Quietly they pulled alongside. She lay at full length extended on cushions in the [boat, her long hair unbound, her white shawl draped about her, hands crossed ou her breast, eyes closed and wild rose* strewn over her in profusion. Had she meta watery grave, and wasthe fisher boy bringing her home in state? Not in the least she was the Lily Maid of Ascolat, and the flsher boy, who had never heard of the maid who died for love of Launcelot, nor the dumb gondolier who steered her funeral craft to tho court of Queen Guinevere, thought that she had "gone luny," as ho put it.

FOR THE INNOCENT ORANOEli.

CORN SALVE AND TOOTHACHE DROPS.

I want a box of the cheapest axle grease in stock, one-half pint of alcohol, one ounce of oil of mustard, three do^en small tin salve boxes and the samo number of one-half ounce vials."

Now that was certainly a queer looking purchase for such an "ornary" looking fellow to be making. So the druggist asked him kindly to come in and look at his samples when the wine in them was red, and he soon had the fakir, for such he was, making a confession to him. And this was the drift of it: "Those things cost me less than 70 cents. I shall sell the boxes and vifls when they are filled at 25 cents each—six dozen in all, equal to $18, But I have material sufficient for twice that number of boxes and ials, so that for about 80 cents more, or about $1 in all, I shall realize $30. Any trouble to sell? Not a bit of it. I rarely stop at a farm house that I fail to sell ono of each—sometimes two, three or a dozen while at every villas? 1 enter a dozen or so go of! like hot cakes.

What is it, do yoti say, and how do I work it? Nothing simpler. The axle grease goes Into the tin boxes. 1 do not ask for the cheapest to save money, but for the smell. I've done considerable patent medicine vending, and have found that the viler the smell the readier it sells. This axle grease once it is in the tiny tin box, I call it corn salve—receipt obtained from a Sioux medicine man. Nine people in ten in the country have corns on their feet, and a single smell of the stuff is enough effect a sale." "In the vials I pour two spoonfuls of alcohol, five or six drops ox the oil of mustard and fill it up with water. That vial then becomes toothache drops, which I learned how to make (I mean I tell the people this) from a Turk whose life I saved in the sea of Marmora, and he gave me the recipe ont of gratitude. There's lots of toothache among farmers, their wives and daughters. "As to their virtues, what of that? Farmers are the most credulous people under the snn, and their self esteem, the bump of which to awfully big. makes impositi upon them more easy. There are pro* ly hundreds of men in the United States engaged, like me, In selling nostrums to village sod country people, not one of them knows or cares whether there be virtue in them. Do I erer bear from those I have victimized? Bless you, this country is big and wide, and I never return the way I go, and am disinclined to sell at the house at which I pot up for night notil the following moraine. I give it to yon straight, young man, I do not miss a sale one time In ten, and were I not averse to gadding about I should follow this business as a livelihood. There's ten times as much In It a in a in

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