Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 24, Number 18, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 28 October 1893 — Page 1

Vol. 24.-~No. 18

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ON THE QUI VIVE.

The Terre Haute club has come down handsomely. Any well-bred citizen who has friends enough in it to make the Joining worth while, can enter that nbw for $10 cash and does of $2 a month. Sorely no one can complain of such reasonable fees. To become a stockholder costs more but the average man cares little as to who. conduct the club affiiirs, and if he can have all the privileges cheaply, he is confident that the prominent meniof Terre Haute who are leaders of the club area guarantee for a splendid directorate.

It wasn't charity that prompted the T. club to lower its entrance fee. The present membership consists of three classes: business men who hold stock and never have time to step over the club-house tbresh-bold, the club-men proper, who are a royal set of fellows, and then, the third class, the chumps.

Now all these have paid $100 for their membership and also pay heavy dues. You cannot keep up a fashionable club ^in a small city at high, rates. And the 1 Terre Haute very sensibly saw. that many a fine young man with hosts of friends and a brilliant career stayed out of the club from financial reasons.

A cafe will be established and then it %ill really be a club. Indianapolis has three such organizations apd there Is no "reason why Terre Haute should lag,..

Up goes the price of gas! The very company whose manager so glibly told tiB a few months ago that they could put fuel gas in the reservoir at a cost of less than 20 cents a thousand, has given warning that 86 cents is starvation price, and they must have 50. And that, too, right on the verge of winter, when coal stoves are dear and coal is dearer. It is Just after you have had the plumber fix all your gas stoveB and pipes, and just while you are dodging the aforesaid ^plumber's oollector. t*-

An old saying it is, that corporations have no souls. Nobody ever had the hardihood, though, to remark that a gas (or ice) company is an exception to the .general rule. -AptOTS that stormed us this last v^eek seeraqd to .be

aooused of courting an actress. The attorney denied the allegation and hit the alligator in the eye. That won the case, and all hands went to the Terre Haute oafe and had a "frapped" oook-tail together.^"

Then, "a few nights later, Lawrence ^%anley, the aotor who married his leading lady and "didn't care who know'd it," tried to thrash a traveling man at the hotel beoausethegrip-sacker wanted to know what time of night it was from an adjoining bed-room. Hanley broke

Into the inquisitive man's room, nearly

pulled the i. m.'s leg cut of joint and then choked him until his face resembled Woodmansee's everlasting Ink. & All of these episodes occurred in and around mine host Baur'n hotel. In addition to these, Digby Bell had to go broke when he struck Terre Haute, and the popular Baur loaned the "Tartars" enough to get to Milwaukee on. They can hit Ous Pabst there, if they don't have large box receipts. Gus la a friend of "ourn" and related to the "perfesh" by marriage 1 'J'**/ -V Of nil the howling howl* that ever were fowled, George Howk'x howlers gave the worst. The board of children's guardians took five children away trom Howk because he couldn't feed them, and the sheriff was taking them to the Friendly "Inn. The barber that was shaving me thought some wholesale butchery was z' being carried on and he left me half Sf lathered while he investigated. He said that chubby Tony Frisa, the deputy sheriff, was walking" «fF with a child in each pocket while the mother and in--fe:fanta together made all the horrib'e ^•noises. The mother finally dragged one infant away from the oflicer while he held four with two hands.

The board of children's guardians, •with Hon. Sidney Davis at their head, is doing too noble and grand a work here to be criticised and I trust they will not take It as criticism when Q- V. states that there are hundreds of children in Terre Haute who are in depraved andfbratiah homes, with violent vogues for fathers and prostitutes for mothers, who should be rescued, befoie other chlldien are taken from merely homes of poverty and squalor. Poverty is bad enough, God knows, bat it isn't a crime.

Jupiter Pluvlus and old Boreas conspired against Mr. Jefler* and our Nancy •Hanks track. Pluvins caught us "a comln," and Boreas caught us "agolnV Nary a record went down, and those of us who shivered out there this week, ^t&ad more ton in watching Louis Turner **txy to Imitate*'a book-maker than we did seeing the star-horses trot and pace.

That was a pretty thing, though, thai Budd Doble did. Right In the midst of Manager's fast mile, as Doble was using the whip to urge the gray boiwe to make at least his record for the elated driver dropped one of hi* line*, and It Ml first on the flank and then lower atlU and, do you know, that smooth veteran of the tort, although he

was pained in back, went forward and down, recovered the

A Kentucky murderer preached his own funeral Bermon last Sunday, in advance of his execution. A great many men in publio life are now doing the same job for themselves, but they don't seem to realize it. r-»«mtrt(»'tfteyai^h«da pewei repeal of the Sherman silver law, all the ChioagO firms doing business in Colorado are to be boycotted by the people of that State., If this isn't business run to ragweed, pray tell what is it?

If Mr. Van Alen, the new embassador to Italy, oould meet Mr. Blsley, formerly of Vigo County, minister to Denmark, in some dark secluded spot they oould exchange confidences that would set the surrounding vegetation on fire.

Our advertisers have done a great deal towards editing The Mall this week, and they have some interesting things to say. The advertiser is the only known contributor to a newspaper who takes no chanoes on having a blue pencil run through his copy. What he writes goes*

Mr. Taubenbeck, the Clark oounty, Illinois, statesman, who is obairman of the national executive committee of the Populism, is making speeches in Kansas, in which he asserts that his party will sweep the country in 1894, and elect the president In 1896. Mr. Taubenbeck is one of those imaginative cusses who can hear a popgun go off, and declare it to.be the roar of a Krupp gun.

T. McDonald, of Fort Wayne, one of the disgruutled Republican contingent of Allen county, who ran a free excursion to the Minneapolis convention last year fbr kickers against Harrison, has been Indicted in New York for forgery in connection with the failure of the Madison Square bank. McDonald made a monumental show of himself in the State convention to select the Indiana delegates to the National Republican convention, and those who witnessed his antics there are not surprised at this lsiter development of his assininity.

Husband—"Look here, Maria, yon ought to have more patience with that boy. His mind Is just beginning to develop, and naturally he asks many questions. You must have more patience, and help him along." "Wife-—"Well, If you had to answer the same question over and overt all day long you'd lose your patience."

Husband—"Not by any means. If there's one thing I pride myself on it la that I am patient with children."

A few momenta later while the father Is applying hair restorative to his fastdisappearing locks, Willie comes to the front, with: "What yon doing that tor, papa?"

Father (very sweetly) "To make my hair grow, eon. The operation continuing, Willie aaks again: *&: "What areyiou doing that for, papa?"

Fathai-{not so sweetly)—"To make my hair grow." After watching his father a few momenta longer, Willie again propounds the Inquiry "What are yon doing that for, papa?'

Father—"To make my hair grow, you darned little fool—haven't you got any sense?"

TERRE HAUTE, ESTD., SA1

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the gray in at 2:06% to the fraction. Some said that if he hadn't lost therein, Manager would have made it in 2:06. I do not believe it. Mr. Doble showed masterly nerve in doing an awkward thing so well, and in turning that figure on such a day.

Our chief of police evidently"thinks that the gamblers did not hear his closing order after the races, so he has cleared bis throat and again says: "Public gambling must go." Put the emphasis on the word "public." It means that nobody can shoot craps on the sidewalk and that all wheels of- fortune must be operated under a roof. No reference is meant to the Main street joints where you can see lights at all hours of the night, and Where they string up a line of olothes to make belated "goodygoodies" think a family washing is being dried in that upstairs roem'. Walk up the steps to the second story and see for yourself the door with a round hole cut in it and a sliding plate across it./ If you go along and want to "buck," the door will open if a Vcop" is with you or you are just out for curiosity, the panel slideu to, and you are frozen out. Should you get in, some of the-faces there surprise you. But this is "private" gambling, and it' is safe. It is pnly ••public gambling" that "must go."

Qui VIVE.*'

N0TIS AND COMMENTS.

If anybody asks you, your Uncle David Hill has been getting in some body blows, making himself solid with the people who think that a majority should rule in the Senate.

The foot ball season is now at its heighth, and the prudent housewife who has laid in her winter supply of arnica and court plaster can smile with sympathy on her less thoughtful nolghbor.

BAB'S LETTER.

WE BRAG TOO MUCH ON OUR COU^r TRY AND OUR PEOPLE.

It Is all Bight, so far as the Women are Concerned—Bat Oar Moral®, Nay—®h®: Kind of a r»»« B»b i. lAdww Foi" tbereha. been some queer story aB&ut her. Nop*, the queer story is this —One With the Courage to Tell.flieJ^I to His Congregation. [Copyright, 1893.]

Sometimes I get very tired of being ari| American. We are so brutally, youthj fully sure of ourselves. I never think of Yankee Doodle that I am not remind-, ed of the many-hued barnyard oook^

Ttmmself,and the impression generally was that he was to sail against a yacht owned by another gentleman. But, oh no, that didn't suit New York's commercial taste. The American yacht was owned by a syndicate, and was as much a commercial affair as selling a pound of beef. And then we talk about our millionaires.

They may have money, but they don't know how to spend It. The south and the w$st understand that better. Naturally, we oan't help being new, and that Is our misfortune, but we can help smelling so strong of varnish that it sickens people. The New York millionaire has a vague Idea that he can buy anything. Well, it is pretty nearly true, I am sorry to say. But I will tell you what he oan't buy he oan't buy the English press for the simple reason that when it attacks people, the editor can be had up tor libel he can't buy the simple, Innocent, good manners that are. found south and west of New York, and that are much more to be commended than the know-it-all, blase air which the crowing millionaire affects. I heard a woman, not very long ago, laugh about a southern girl who said, when dining with her last winter, that it was the first time in her life she had ever tasted strawberries at Christmas. The hostess thought this very funny, but I, who am blessed with a very good memory, could see before me the time when this girl's people had wealth and position, and when the hostess, to whom Strawberries at ChristmajB were not a novelty, was following the camp to which her husband was a sutler. Why In the world don't people oredit other people with some sense. os AIRS.

Mademoiselle Nouveau Rich© oomes to my little place to have a cup of tea, and tells me about breaking a teacup for which her mother paid $350, and adds, as I sympathise with her: "Oh, it don't make any difference there are plenty more where that came from." And Madame Good-days smiles pityingly at her Ignorance, for she knows there axe not plenty more where that came from that It was a piece of old and very fine china, and that it only got where it did through the good taste of the collector, who furnished the bric-a-brac for the Nouvean Riche mansion. Mademoiselle Good-taste laughs, and In spirit of fun announces that she won't have a new evening dress for the winter, as she had to take her choice between the frock or tickets to the opera, and, of oourse, there could be no question as to her choice. Madame Impudence says, "Just fancy 1 fancy not having a single new evening gown. Why, I never wear minemore than once."

And Mr. Good-fellow, titling quietly in one corner, remembers when Impudence himself was a clerk to some brokers, ami how there has always been a donbt as to how he got the money that he began to speculate with and be also remembers that Mrs. Impudence, who never wean an flatting gown hut onoe, need to rejoice in a new apron

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who goes out and does a deal of crowin^ljs a Very good person to know about because the hen has laid an egg. Wejqueer things. In the early days of her are BO abnormally self-satisfied. We not only think we have got the biggest of everything but we have a deoldfldly childish way of crowing about It, and of forcing it on other people. Once ii* a. while, it would be a good scheme to let1 our virtues be .discovered but oh 1 no,-, that wouldn't suit us. We have got ,to, stand up and whoop that we have got che finest country and the greatest government, the best dressed women, and the biggest fruit, and more names, for a drink than any other land.

ABOUT THE WOMEN, IT IS ALL BLGHT. But just put yourself in the place of a foreigner who bfw come to this country take up the morning paper and draw, your own conclusions. According- to the chosen mirror, all the politicians aye thieves the country is rapidly going'to the bow-wows, and a civil war is imminent. Then taste our big fruit—it has no flavor. Hear a preacher dilate on the fine morality of this country, and thferi, returning to that mirror of life, the newspaper, read about the divorcee in It. Oh, how we do love to pat ourselves and say haw fine we are. At the time of the international yacht race, NewYork behaved in a manner that would have been dlssreditabie to a mining towp. And, on my word of honor, I believe that in a mining town there would have been somebody who would have realized the courtesy due to the stranger: In our midst. Between you and" me, I think the west and the so^uth would have been ashamed of that race. The gentleman

EVENING-, OCTOBER 28,1893.

wben^fipf was a young and pretty girl, and,w%j|§d on the table in her mother's boarding house, in which young Impudence had a hall room on the first floor, doming from the top down.

have been frozen into quietness by a Woman who refused to speak to another

fe bad a drunken husband, and duringiihe days and nights when she tried to care for him, an honorable man was his friend as well as her's. The drunken Ijrute died, and a year afterwards she married the other man. And Mrs. fi-udeissure that there must have been something queer about it. Mrs. Prude

life she resided in an establishment that som# people might think a little queer, and men who know don't hesitate to say that if Prude hadn't married her, the papers would have been full of the letters he wrote to her, and which compromised a number of other people. She it convenient to forget.

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OK AND TIRED OF GOSSIP. es I get so sick and tired of it want to rise up, tea cup in tell everybody the truth. I

wfttabitotforoe them to remember. It is a »ry good thing, this memory. When yoii are saying somethings rather nasty, iudt stbp for a second and decide whether yo^r ^ords are not like a boomerang, Itad whether they, won't come and hit and hit you squarely. There are so very few of us who haven't got a perjecjEly formed skeleton some place, and how many of us would like to hafve that skeleton,, danced out at afternoon tea andppernittted to show every bone he hasf and exactly how they glitter and glisten? There is a 5 o'clock tea here fh4^ is frequently called a skeleton $arty. It is one of the kind where you hiarall the troubles, worries and woes of your most intimate friend. As you depart, you feel perfectly certain that yjulwill be the next victim, and when everybody has gone home, the hostess has the charming sensation that her affair^ have been-duly discussed and the ver^Pi worst possible thought and said qbotft them. Horribly vulgar, isn't it? oan't people. ..understand that the fihd tbe bad in anybody pre-

ANTTHISrG GOOD IN THE WORLD, and you wish you were dead. I tell you Whal?we had better do, you and I. The next time we meet the busybody, let's say, "Oh, if it is bad I don't want to hear tlj beoptae I shan't like it and if it is good Idon't want to know it, because it jrill jnaie me vain." It takes considerable courage to do this, because from Eve down we have always wanted to know but if we oan just start the throwing of this cup of cold water on the toowilling talker, we will be surprised at the result. I tried it once, and I may mention quite casually that it worked very well. IJ

What's the matter with the world at world at large? Why does it want to make people feel disagreeable? Why shouldn't it want to make them happy? I sometimes. Wish that the preachers would talk ^Igainst lying and scandalmobglng fifty-two Sundays in the year, and I give you my Word that I wish-they woufil make the matters perfectly personal itqd refer by name to the members of the congregation. Religion ought to be personal when it does not apply to 'yon and me directly it is doing no good. The faith which generalizes will never save many people. I wouldn't give a straw to hear the finest preacher in the world talk about the nieaning of verses in the Old Testament—I want them to tell me what lying Is, define stealing, make the difference between right and wrong In everyday life as distinct a* possible, and teach me and teach you our duty to our neighbors. I Want a preacher who will say that, even to lose his salary, he wont flatter his congregation. I dob't know exactly Where we will get such a preacher, but I am hoping for hlin. ..

Tfitax's "A BLB88IWG—IB HOPK. When people affect fou so unpleasantly that'yon seem to. taste the bitter waUucaoflife, it is very good to be able to l^|e fdr something better. Say to yourselfr"Ob, well never mind there Is a to-morrow, and it may bring something nioer." Or even to think:

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In time there will be honest politicians, heave men, and women who will speak the tenth when It Is necessary and hold their tongues when it isn't." It always seems to me as If hope were a good bit Ultt a sponge cake. Yon know exactly hoir to make It, and yon look forward to the rerait with great delight then Instead of beanttfol

sembliDg the sponge it is named after, you get a flat, heavy, uneatable mess, tasting of eggs and sugar. You give a sigh, and throw it, metaphorically, to the dogs in reality, the dogs respect their stomachs too much to eat it. Tomorrow you try again. Your method is the same, but the result is different. It is a lovely, fine, flaky loaf of gold, that melts in your mouth, and for a bit of which the dogs will do all their tricks. You can't explain it you did your best both times, but if you had declared at the first failure that you would never try it again, you would have been a miserable, unhappy woman.

It is the keeping all the time In your heart a belief that, after a while everything will be as you want it that makes life worth living. For it is, my friend, after ail. I sit down to chatter with you, and I am-, indignant about something, and I say jast what I think and after 1 have said it, I feel a deal better, and begin to get cheery, and remember the people who are altogether nice, and whom I hope I will meet. I try to think there is something good in the other people. As somebody wisely enough said, a man oan be bad all the way through, but a woman always retains a little of the divine sparlc. I quite believe this but I wish Bhe wouldn't be so mean. I would rather she would be a murderer of bodies than of reputations, because, after all, one only dies a physical death once, while a mental agony a thousand times worse than death is endured a million times. With the beginning with the tea-drinking season, it is very good idea for all of us to make a resolution or two. Of oourse, we mayn't keep them but it Is worth while to try. You like your tea properly made you want the water in the kettle to boll and bubble, and then you pour it over the fresh tea, which iji two or three minutes is ready to drink, amber of color and exquisite of taste. You drop in a little sugar, and perhaps a little milk. As you drink it, you eat a bit Of cake or some bread and butter. That's tea proper and as you delight in it, you want to tell about the pretty girl you have seen, the nice things you have heard, the play that interested you, or a song that der ligbted yocu

KITCHEN AND TABERNACLE.

SOT Its cxislenoe in the finder, for -"^Now, the other kind of teri is put in a like always gravitates to like? Don't you get tired, awfully tired, of hearing aboiit people's vices? And don't you yfish that some one would rise up and say that it is bad form to know these things and worse to talk about them?

You or I like somebody immensely. We meet a busybody who says, in the tnost knowing way, "Oh, you ought to hear what your friend says about you!" And then you are told something that is the result of a minute's indignation,, that may havecomefrom another speech but your feelings are hurt and you doubt your friend. You wondeV if there is

tin-^pot, deluged with water, stands^on the kitohen stove and boils, and it is as black as murder and bitter aB gall. You take a mouthful of it and hate the world, and all the wrong that everybody has done oomes to the surface and, as you take a mouthful and get the tinny taste, you don't believe the pretty girl's roses are her own you remember the disagreeable part of the play, and you can't thtfik there was any melody in the song. All of which means just this. The kitchen Is very close to the tabernacle, and unless we glye people the right things to eat and drink we can't expeot any virtues from them. Material, isn't, it? But then that is what we all are. Flesh and blood, and very assertive flesh and blood. Claiming to be properly catered to. It is very nloe to be able to write a great book it's very nice to oarve a wonderful image it is very nice to do all sorts of great things, but you know it is not the great things that make life. Every man I know will agree with me in thinking that the finest thing a woman can do is to order a good dinner. She then appeals to the material, the intellectual and the spiritual side of man. That a man should marry a woman because she writes a good book is a mystery to me, but that he should marry one who thoroughly understood how to "feed the brute," is perfectly comprehended by BAB.

Not many bridegroom's have the varied experience that fell to Lawrence Hanley the actor, who was married to Miss Edith Lammert, his leading lady, at the Terre Haute, last Sunday night. As the bride was preparing to retire, while the groom was sending some telegrams to friends, J. E, Hahlo, a Chicago traveling man, who occupied the room adjoining, climbed up to the transom and after playing the part of a "Peeping Tom" insulted, her further. When her husband learned thls on his return, be broke open the door to the drummer's room, pulled that individual out of bed, and was giving him a drubbing, when the police appeared. The bride insisted on accompanying the groom to police headquarters, and they thus took their bridal journey in the patrol wagon. Hanley was released, no charge being made against him, but to cap the climax, after the next night's bad business, he wss compelled to borrow money from local philanthropists In order to get out of town

Fred Barnes, the well-known traveling man for Hulman & Co., was severely bruised In a wreck on the I. 4L S. road, near Effingham, last Tneeday, In which a coach left the back and tarned over. This Is the narrow gauge road running through Sullivan, that Is regarded by all traveling men as dangerous Not long aaro, the T. P. A. post of this city, addressed a communication to the Illinois railroad and warehouse oommlsgion,calllng attention to the unsafe con dition of the road, and asking that steps be taken to have it made safe for travel.

Twenty-fourth Year

ABOUT WOMEN.

Mme. Bernhardt in twenty-five years has received as her share for aoting $1,308,200.

The number of unmarried women in England and Wales exoeeds the number of unmarried men by a majority of near? ly 200,000.

Mrs. Frank Leslie recently responded to the query: "If not, yourself, who would you rather be?" "I would rather be nothing than to be any one else."

Mr. Julia Ward Howe received the very munifioent sum of $5 for the "Battle Hymn of the Republlo" from the publishers of the Atlantlo, and $10 foi "Our Orders."

A Valparaiso woman recently lost her husband, his life being insured for $2,000. The broken hearted woman at once telegraphed her relatives in Ohio. "Jim died this week, loss fully oovered by insuranoe.'V

Mrs. Annie Besant advised women who are healthy to get married instead of supporting themselves. She thinks that tbree or fonr children are as many as any woman oan raise with justice to them and herself.

When Queen Victoria dies her mortal remains will rest in the gray granite sarcophagus with Prince Albert's ashes. Underneath the arms of the Queen and Prince Albert oh the monument is inscribed "Farewell, well beloved. Here at last I will rest with thee. With thee in Christ I will rise again."

Bertha Lamme,of Springfield, Ohio, is said to be the first woman to receive the degree of electrical engineer. She is a graduate of the Ohio State University, where she

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at the head of her class.

She now holds a responsible position with the Westinghouse Eleotrical oompany, of Pittsburg.

The wife of Governor Flower, of New York, is quite devoted to philanthropic work. Her oharities cost her on an average $260 a week. She Is as shy as a schoolgirl. The only ploture ever made of her was a crayon, whioh the Governor insisted should be hung up. Mrs. Flower compromised by turning the face to the, wall. A portrait Is being paioted of hfoc now by an Albany artist. l&m&xmAiLy-pA

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,^ehapp1lfet ho^i!ieholdsrare that' do not let die out thV:ieutiiLrot connected with various anniversaries Although gift-giving or recognition of such events In a suitable way may be out of the question owing to the straitened circumstances of those within the gates, there can yet be a little air of festivity when mother's or father's birthday comes around, or some wedding anniversary is to be celebrated. An extra dish, a little bunoh of flowers or some speoial music prapared for the occasion will show the kindly spirit and the loving remembrance that oount far more than the monied value of any gift.

As the children grow up If these festivals are encouraged they will have much to look forward to and much more to remember in the years to come when they go out to do battle with the world and find that sentiment is crushed under foot and affeotion is regarded only as a side issue.

Life is full of beauty if we only know how to gather it into our bins and storehouses. There need not be great wealth nor worldly honor, but a loyal clinging together of parents and children, marked by happenings that have a direct bearing on each one's Individual history, will join the cirole closer together and make home life the ideal thing that it ought to be.

Do not, we beseech you, plead that you are too busy or too seriously occupied with worldly affairs to waste time on such* trlviaf matters as birthday parties and wedding celebrations. Such use of time is not a waste, and will prove among the sweetest memories of childhood and old age, long after the little chain has been broken and one member after another gone to that long rest from whioh there is no awakening.

SOMtf D0HPT3 FOB WIVES. Don't look for perfection in your husband. He has not found perfection.Jn you, has he?

Don't treasure up all of your daily trials for your husband's ears when be comes home at night.

Don't talk too much about what "lovely times" you used to have when you were "free and single."

Don't go around slipshod and slovenly before your husband. He may not say anything about it, but it will have a demoralizing effect upon him all the same. "*l

Don't ask him to be both master and mistress of the honse. Don't expect him to over see your servants or to do things that you, as mistress of your own home, ought todo. -t/-1',

Don't tell him how bad the children have been, or how hateful tbe kitchen girl has acted, or how thestove wouldn't draw, or how the clothesline broke with the week's wash on it, or how the baby has cried all day, or how badly the Ironing has been done, or how the milkman left milk that soured In an hour, or how little Ice tbe iceman left for fifteen cents, or how the grocer has sent bad eggs for good ones.