Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 24, Number 37, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 10 March 1894 — Page 1
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Vol. 24.—No. 37
ON THE QUI VIVE.
I 1 On the 7th day of March, A. D. 1894, l|l| the city of Terre Haute shoveled tne t| muck and mud off the brick paved streets. Is it too much to ask of the gracious and condescending street committee that these same streets be flushed from the hydrants? Just once, only once. Some of us taxpayers want to see the color of the br.cks, for since the big rains in Jane, 1893, we haven't laid eyes on the pavement.
Nabody blames the Ohio street people for kicking at the council paving that broad street. It isn't because the property owners are stingy or lack patriotism. In fact, they show truer patriotism than the street committee who vote for paved highways, and then let the highways rot with filth and garbage.
When the street commissioner's gang were chopping mud logs and burning brush heaps on Main street Wednesday, the same old army of unemployed were besieging the Citizens'Relief Committee for bread. V. took a pencil and tab and went to see the street cleaners. Eight of them I kne*v personally, and six of that eight own property in the city—one of them owning two houses, •the HniHllor of which he rents to his son for 313 a month. Now why should the oily pay out good money tosnpport men in idleness, and at the same time hare her streets shoveled by well-to-do property ownors who put the city's money in bank. Is it economy? No, but it is politics.
Macksvillo is visibly agitated. The biggest man in the town was arrested by the United Htatos government this week. Mr. A. F. Miller has been postmaster for somo months and was the victim of thefts which nearly broke the Macksville branch of the postal servico. Whon Mr. I'. O. Inspector swooped down on the village, ho insisted on the vacuum being tilled. This Mr. Miller did out of his own pocket and the P. O. i. gave the P. M. a receipt in full, going away happy. 'Post-master Miller was the only ono who had lost anything, and ever since the disaster has been earning back his loss, whon, presto! the U.S. marshal sends a warrant after the unlucky P. M. and drags him before Commissioner Williams, charged with embezzlement from Uncle Sam. Tho mpathy ol the community is with the postmaster, and it seems to be a pieco of petty malice on the part of some ono that Miller should bo humiliated when lie has reimbursed the government for every cent due it. '1 he attorneys claim that while tho indictment might be technically correct, yet, the honorable conduct, of the postmaster will outwoigh the pin-point of the law.
The "('hollies" about town are screwing their knuckles into their eyes and feeling "dwelful sorwy, don't cheknow" because a report in out that the Coates college gtrls will all go to Crawfordsvillo next year. The girls aren't crying a bit, for they would gladly exchange the limited society they have in Terre HautA for the larger and more collegian of the Walmsh college boys.
Terre Haute cannot afford to lose an institution that is said to bring $-111,000 everv vettr to our city, and ii would seem that here was a chance for the Business Men's Association to help, ju«t as if it were a factory with a §10,000 pay roll that was vanishing from our midst.
Several very iarge hearted men are on the board
of
trustees for Coates college,
and I understand that if they hadn't gone down into their own pockets and paid hundreds ot
dollars
yearly the col
lege would have closed ita doors several years ago. As it is. the finances of the school are at a low tide and vet tho colliding trustees have never got their money back. Probably they are content with th«» fact that they have generously afforded education to scores of young girls who were unable to go east to school. Auvway, from what 1 can learn, they had better take their pay in such coin, as the legal interest in U. S. money (to say nothing of the principal) will not be forthcoming.
How can this be? If this college is bringlng$40,000 annually to Terre Haute, why should it call on six or eight philanthropic trustees in order to keep going? Q. V. thought this a proper subject for investigation just now and sought an interview with a prominent and wealthy citiy.en who is also a trustee for several Terr© Haute institutions, and who doesn't interest himself much In such things, but who seemed to be brim fall of conclusions as to the financial flatness of Coates college. He told me that while President Duncan was a model disciplinarian and a good professor, yet his habits as a financier were below par, and money in his fingers was like butter on a red hot plate. The trouble was, as the trustee informed me, that the college had too high a standard, educationally speakiug. It aped after Vassar, Smith and Wellesley. Nothing was too good for it. More teachers are employed than are absolutely necossary. The president sees his ideal college just before him be plunge* ahead to reach
it, and the struggling, panting trustees tumble after him, holding the bag.
Then a merchant told me much about Coates college. He said that they do not trade with hint now,because he insisted on prompt payment of bills but he felt bad over the loss of the college trade because it was a high priced trade. The orders came in bunches and no attention was paid to details.
Now what assurance has Terre Haute that when the subscriptions have been tendered which shall place Coates college on its feet again, the management will not rush headlong into bankruptcy and besides damaging a half dozen generous Christian gentlemen, nhake the confidence of the city in tde institution. Isn't it possible to separate the financial and the educational branches of the college? It is to be hoped that may be done for Terre Haute has a warm spot for Coates college for women, and believes that its lasting success will be our lasting pride.
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WES" HAUCK'S CANDIDACY. Tho chances of "Wes" Hauck for securing the Republican Domination for Auditor of State were greatly improved this week by the announcement of the withdrawal of J. Irving Riddle, of this city, and S. Elwell, of Fountain county, both of whom had been considered strong factors in the race. The withdrawal of these candidates makes it probable that Mr. Hauck will secure the unanimous endorsement of this district in the convention, and as there are 144 votes in the district it will give him a boom. It has been more than thirty years since Terre Haute or Vigo county had a candidate for a position on the state ticket of either party, and if he should be fortunate enough to get the nomination next month, the well-known loyalty of Terre Elauteans for anything or anybody bearing the Terre Haute trade mark would ensure him the sup port of men of ail parties in this community. It is considered a good omen that the last Terre Haute man to hold a state office was Albert Lange, who was State Auditor from 1860 to 18(32, and who, like Mr. Hauck, had previously been honored by his fellow citizens. It is not saying too much fcr Mr. Hauck that no more capable man is mentioned in connection with the nomination, and besides this he lias every element of strength before the people. He is a selfmade man in every respect, and has demonstrated by his conduct of the city treasurer's office that he is thoroughly competent and scrupulously honest. He has the confidence of the people of this community, and the Republicans of the state will make no mistake if they place him on the ticket.
Tho project of erecting an office building at the northwest corner of Fifth and Ohio streets has fallen through, through inability of the projectors to secure the ground through to the alley in the rear. It is saiii the Chicago men who were interested in the enterprise made Wm. Farmer an offer for his ground, with the idea of erecting a business block, but there was a difference of $5,000 in the price offered and his price, and there was no bargain. Ho will erect a one story brick building on the side of the photograph gallery recently destroyed by (ire.
Property owners in the neighborhood of the city schools, who have taken their front fences down, complain of the damage done their 1-iwns by some of the school bovs, who with their foot ball, base ball and "shinny" games are not at all careful where their sport leads them. Ono indirrnant citizen complained at polico headquarters this week, and served notice that if tho police didn't make an example of some of the boys who had been trampimg his beautiful lawn that he would not bo answerable for the consequeuces.
Residents of the south (die are propounding to themselves a revised edition of the old minstrel gag, "What makes more noise than one pig under a gate," with its answer of "two pigs." Their conundrum is, "What makes a worse smell, with the wiud from the west, than one distillery." Their answer, anticipating the completion of the anti-trust distillery is, "Two distilleries." When both distilleries get in full blast, deodorizes, will be in great demand on the south side.
The malodorous stretch of mud and filth, between Main and Ohio streets, from Fifth and Sixth, "That Alley," has been ordered paved with brick, the contract being awarded to J. E. Voorhees A Co. "That Alley" has been an eyesore for many generations, and the people doing business in its vicinity will rise up and call this council blessed when this work is completed.
Luther Benson will sp«ak in Asbury church Monday night.
LICENSED TO WED.
Harry I*. Evnas and Nannie Mattox, no. McCrary and Edna Strouse. James K.Thomas and Julia A. Wood all. Roscoe C. Jessup and Ella Haines. Hfnry F. A. Meisiiel and Lnelnda A. Hope. J«»nit* Bradbury and Minnie Yooum. John L. Ft It* and Mary E. Sn«ved. WUhert Bogard and Louisa OreLssti.
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BAB'S LETTER.
THETREASURES OF LONG AGO AS REVEALED BY AN ANCIENT CHEST.
The Stories of J^oves and Lives of By Gone Tears, as Told by Old Love Letters, Tin
Types and Valentines—The Story of a Lit
tle
White Hearse.
Qui VIVE.
(Copyright, 1894.1
If you are feminine, which, to put it in the words of the old writer, would mean, if by chance you are a woman, then surely there come% into your life the sort of a day when you are kept indoors as closely as if you were a thief, and the bouse were a jail. And, whenever this stormy day comes around, somebody,some feminine body, invariably suggests that everything should be straightened up. "Straightening up" isa feminine phrase. It would only be possible to the feminine mind. To straighten up, to explain it fully, means to pull all your belongings to pieces, to linger over them, as the stage miser does over gold,' and then to put them all back in their places again. When my household is affected in this way, when the straightening up fever comes to it, I always drift to a chest of drawers that, because of lack ef time, or carelessness, or what you will, is never quite as tidy as it might be. In the top drawer, the ribbons are smoothed out, and put in their places the handkerchiefs are laid in piles the bits of jewelry put in their proper boxes, and once this is fixed all becomes easy, until the lowest place of all is reached, and I hesitate over that.
It is
LIKE OPENING THE DOOR OF ONE'S HEART, and yet, even that must be done once in a while. Here goes, then. It doesn't look as if it held much, and it seems as if all the things thereiu were worn out. Close to the edge is a white satin slipper, high of heel and with a rosette made of orange blossoms on the tip. Somebody wore that at a wedding—who was it? I turn around and look in the mirrorsurely not the woman I see there. The girl who wore that slipper and who danced so merrily thought all the days were sunshiny, all the world was love, and that she would dance through life to a joyful tune and uever dream of sorrow or pain. And the woman who is looking at it knows that the dancing days soon ended, that the rainy ones came, but she can be glad for one thing, and that is though merriment seemed to go, love and kindness stood beside her like two good friends and made a'bit of sunshine in the darkest weather. I wipe the little slipper off and putit back in its place, and 1 pick up an old-fash-ioned daguerrotype. You have picture's just like this one's where, unless you hold it properly, you simply see your own face reflected, but given the right light, there is the softened face of some one you remember. This one is the picture of a small girl who, rebelling at having to stand still, looks as fierce as if the whole world was to be fought by her, and the bird promised by the photographer would never appear. I can laugh over that photograph, and so I can over the next. It is a tintype of a whole party of girls holding croquet mallets. Under it is auother one of a young girl and a young boy, each looking as eonscious as possible, and I discover by close examination that the small girl had borrowed a pair of earrings and had them tied on.
AULD LANG SYNE.
I throw the pictures down and pick up a box—my first valentiue. It is a gorgeous combination of lace paper and colored flowers, while in the center, in lovely pink letters, are the words "Ever true." Yes, the poor little chap that seut that was true, true for a year and a day. It is impossible for me to get sentimental about him because I had an invitatiou the other day to his daughter's wedding. I think I will give that valentine away, some of the children misrht like it. Nobody likes to keep an evidence «f even a boy's unfaithfulness. The heart of woman is so beautifully unselfish that she wants everything masculine to love her and lore her forever, and she must be privileged to love one and for just a little while. There is a bunch of letters comes next, letters that are tied up with a pink corset lace. I read two or three over, and I find myself wondering about the people who are spoken of. One sentence reads:
Allie danced all night, and it was nearly seven o'clock when she got home. Mother says she hopes none of our boys will take a fancy to her, as she is entirely too worldly. For my own part, I find no pleasure outside of my religion it seems to fill up my life and I am more than annoyed wheu, lor mere household duties, I am forced tp give up my hours of reading or praying. After all, there are very few girls who are, as mother says, like me." Isn't that the conceit of youth? And between you and me, how very offensive this young saint must have been. What became of her? Do you want to know? I saw her at the opera the other night in an extremely low gown and surrounded by a lot of men. She is'today the representative fashionable wife, and the religion which she claimed meant so much
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TERRE HAUTE, USD., SATURDAY EVENING, MARCH 10,1894. Twenty-fourth Year
to her was in reality nothing more than a surface disease which soon wore off. And Allie? To-day the white snowflakes are falling on the stone that has Alhe's name carved on i.t.
SHE DANCED INTO LOVE ONE DAY and then she became somebody's wife, and she made somebody very happy with her merry, laughing, loving ways, but another day and she was gone, and in her place there was a sainted form that held a dead baby in its arms. I tear up the letter I have just read I despise the writer.
Up in one corner are innumerable ribbons, pink and blue, and, most enticing of all, bright scarlet. I remember when they used to tie long flaxen braids, but now the braids are pinned up closely about the head, and the ribbons are impossible, and though life is full of good things, still these things are not tied up with the rosy ribbons of girlhood. That's an old prayer-book down there. The alasp is broken and the cover discolored. Ou the fly-leaf is written the name of a girl and following that the dates that were the most important in her life. Her birth, her marriage, the deaths of those she loved, and there is just ruoui enotigh for a few more words —for the announcement of another death. I wonder when it will come! I wonder who will remember and write it there, and I wonder most of all will this girl be afraid when death does come. Somehow I don't think she will. Somehow it seems to me that having seen much of the dark side of life, having tried to do her best always, she has learned to look on God as a merciful judge, as one who before He says one word of reprimand will remember every temptation and will think how, mentally and physically, the poor soul that comes before him, was weak. And It seems to me that He is going to look at all the world in that way, and, knowing and believing that, I don't think that girl will be afraid to die.
BYGONE DAYS RECALLED.
It is possible one dread may come to her, perhaps it will come to you. It is the being the last left, the having to live when all that one loves has gone when the customs of the world have changed, and when standing alone, utterly alone, one prays for death and it doesn't come. I put the prayer book aside with some care. I would rather not think about that girl. There are some old-fashioned l&cjB iiandkerchiefs and an embroidered shlftvl, and in a fanoifully carved box is a palm Iqaf. The Palm Sundays since that was blessed have been many in number. Yet, the leaf always tells the same story, year in and year out the st6ry of great happiness to be hoped for and of joy in the present, joy over some sin that has been overcome, joy at the triumphal procession that goes to meet the King of Kings.
I always wish I hadn't helped to straighten up. I com* away from the old chest of drawers, and I look at the girl who is straightening the books. Her head is buried in her arms, and I go away. A little poem has brought back something of the past to her, and she is living it over again. I walk quietly into the dining-room, where somebody else is fixing up the old silver, and that somebody else is trying to look steadily at a baby's Christmas cup. And I wonder why it is that we women find a certain sad pleasure in bringing uj^ the past, seeing it as it was, and as ,we were and comparing all with the present. Sometimes it does us good.
It does every woman good to remem ber what a great amount of belief she had once, and to try and bring back that belief again. -It does every woman good to think of the mistakes she has made, so that in the future she may be more careful. And I think, my friend, it does us all good once in a while to realize that this life doesn't mean forever. I don't think we ought to walk around expecting to meet death every mioute, that we should elect by continual reference to be, so to say, ^GOWNED IN OUR GRAVE CLOTHES, but we ought to be brave enough not to be tfraid to meet Death when he comes. He is so certain. And not one of us knows how we will meet him whether as a?friend coming to free us from pain, or as an enemy coming to take us from joy. I do not think that we will be asked to chose our times. You and I are prone to look upon him as an enemy, and yet to so many of us he is a good friend. He throws over our faults the mantle of charity, and makes those who are alive remember us only as kind and good and sweet.
He saves us many a pain and aohe, and it is wrong to look on him as a foe. You can always be sure that, in time, you will see why he did enter your household when there was apparently no reason for it. Be sure that if he took that little one it was because he wished to save it heart and body hurts. You may be sure that If he took a fine, handsome boy of yours, he took him now while he was a credit to you, and did not leave him to become, as Was possible, a grief and a distress. Sometimes one^cannot understand death. It seems most dreadful when he takes away the mother of the household, and the little children suffer, and the father is lonely.
fWken
I see the mother go, 1 always
look at the father, and, oh! so many times I think the grief he shows is not pure loving grief, but that tinged with remorsd. While she was alive she was so willing and so loving, and he was so selfish and so thoughtless. He never knew, until she was gone, all that she meant to him, and he never realized un til her eyes were closed forever how of ten by thoughtlessness, which is in reality cruelty, he had made those eyes fill with tears. Yes, man, weep for the mother of the household, and with every tear you shea I hope there will come up before you the thought of what you might have been and what you are.
IN DEATH'S EMBRACE.
Death comes into your house and into mine aud takes away those we love best, and then some one sits down and talks theology to us and adds to our grief by asking us such questions as, "Do you think the dead see you?" I hope they don't I dou't know whether they do or not but I hope most earnestly they don't see any of the sorrow that comes to the people they love, for if they did, surely heaven would not be heavdn to them.
I have left them all and am looking out the window now, and /.he snow is making the whole greatearth look white and pure, aud coming through the street, as if iu harmony with the background, is a little white hearse. Somebody's baby. So.mebody's baby to be put in the arms of mother earth. I wonder if you think of that as I do. To me it seems as if the dead baby had be come a something in heaven that made it more than worth while to do what is right on earth so that whoever it belongs to may be with it some day. Perhaps my ideas of heaven and of God and of His mercy don't agree with yours. All I can think of is loving kind ness all I can remember is heaven and mercy—1 forget hell and justice. I can only believe in that which is tender aud gracious and considerate. Perhaps it is a broad belief, but it is a belief which has love for its cornerstone aud mercy for .its watchvyord, and to that belief, in .token of my faith, 1 am only to glad to put the name of BAB.
PEOPLE AND THINGS.
In Iceland whistling is regarded as a violation of the divine law. American buggies are superseding those of English make in London and Paris.
In Denmark every citizen is given a pension upon reaching the age of 60 years.
In Berlin the police arrest people who play the piano in flats after 10 o'clock at night.
An exchange says that every man has a show in life but few of them find it a circus.
An old tuner says pianos have feelings just like human beings and often become siok.
In Paris they have a proverb: "Let me see your shoes and I will tell you who you are."
For the benefit of members of congress it is stated that the cuckoo is a migratory bird.
A Kansas school-teacher who changed her name from Mary to Mae was discharged by the school-board.
As there were just 13 marriages in Henniker, N. H., last year, the brides are all the objects of superstitious solicitude.
A pair of gloves passes through nearly 200 hands from the moment that the skin leaves the dresser's till the time the gloves are purchased.
An unfortunate youth of Des Moines who sued a blooming Hawkeye maid for breach-of-promise obtained a verdict for $1 damages. He must feel cheap.
Pun making used to be held in higher esteem than it is now. Among the ancients there were many offenders of this kind, and one of the greatest of them was Cicero.
Carl von Bulov?, a bar porter in a Butte (Mont.) hotel, says he is a nephew of the dead musician and that as he is the only relative he is heir to the estate of 8,000,000 marks. In the meanwhile however, he attends strictly to his duties as porter.
The "old maid" is no more. Until aged 30 they are called "bachelor girls after that age they are "bachelor women." They have a large bachelor girls' club in Washington, and each member must be aged 23 before gaining a membership.
A Pittsburg burglar who risked his life to steal $1,000 in Confederate money asked the judge to give bim a good, long sentence for bisassininity. He waa accommodated. Politeness costs nothing in such cases and it pays to be obliging.
Anew fad this season among society belles is answering invitations in verse. The hostess who has to read them will surely be overcome with regret. This will prove a new terror to hostesses. She will never know with a Browningite whether the invited one has accepted or rejected her invitation.
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THINGS THEATRICAL.
THE POPULAR NAT GOODWIN TONIGHT IN "A GILDED FOOL."
The Holden Comedy Company Next Week W. Crane Coining—Stage Notes.
Nat Goodwin has always been a great favorite with theater goers of this city and his engagement to-night promises to be one of the most successful of the season. There has been a steady demand for seats and from present indications everything will be sold before the curtain rises. Mr. Goodwin will present his greatest success, "A Gilded Fool," which has already beeu passed upon most favorablj' in other cities. "A Gilded Fool" is described as full of bright dialogue and brilliant lines, and as replete with situations which are full of possibilities for an actor of Mr. Goodwin's calibre. As Ch.uiucey Short he plays the part of a wealthy young man, who turns out, in the language of the proverb, not to be "such a fool as he looks." Tho comodiau is funny for most of the performance, bin. he has enough serious work to do to show that he possesses the ability to rope with pathos as successfully a« with humor. Mr. Goodwin has surrounded, himself this season with an unusually tine company. Don't delay in securing seats.
THE HOLDEN COMEDY CO.
The popular Holden Comedy Co., the monarchs of -repertoire aud cheap prices, will "holden" the boards at Naylor's opera house the coming vveek^, opening on Monday night with the sensational comedy drama, "Roxie, the Waif." Music and specialties of an entertaining kind are introduced aud every effort will be made to please the patrons. All the old favorites who were with the company last season will be seen again, including Kittie DeLorme, C. B. Gillengwater, H. M. Holden, Harry Jackson and others. This company gives the best of satisfaction everywhere their repertoire is composed of bright, clean comedies, the members of the organization are entirely capable, the music aud incidental specialties Introduced each night are of an entertaining kind, and everything possible will be done to make this entertainment a big success. The prices of admission are such as to enable any one to attend, and in addition to giving good, clean entertaining performances at cheap prices, some useful presents will also be given away free during the engagement. The newspapers will contain all particulars later on. Seats can be secured at Button's without additional cost. Prices only 10, 20 and 80 cents. Special matinee on Saturday. w. H. CRANE COMING.
Among the coming attractions booked to appear in this city is that clever actor and popular comedian, William H. Crane. The play to be presented is "The Senator," an American comedy which has proved to be one of the most successful native plays produced of recent years. The play was conceived by David D. Lloyd, a nowspaper man, while he was the Washington correspondent of a New York paper. He died, however, before it was completed, and tho work was then entrusted to Sydney Rosenfeld for its finishing touches. It jumped into almost instant popularity, and its profits have made Mr. Crane a comparatively rich man, even in thesedaysof enormous fortunes. During his spring tour Mr. Crane will be accompanied by his entire stock organization, and will carry a groat amount of scenery.
NOTES.
Warde and James are credited with a streak of good fortune in New Orleans, where they are reported to have pla} ed two weeks to a business of $10,000.
The Holden Comedy Company will present "Babes in the Woods" on uext Saturday afternoon, at their special children's matinee. This play will please the little ones immensely.
Emil Haberkorn who married Margaret Mather and then separated from her by divorce, la an Invalid at Pittsburg, where he has led an orchestra, and a concert was given there to raise money to send bim to Southern California.
Prof. Breinig's Naylor's Opera House orchestra will be increased to twenty men to-night. The following special programme will be given: 1. Overture—-"Morning, Noon and Night," by F. V. Suppe. 2. "Hearts and Flowers," (Coeurs et Fleurs), anew flower song by Theo. M. Tobassi. 3. Violin Solo "Annie Laurie." Theme and variations by J. P. Breinig. 4. Cocoanut Dance. Piece characteristic, by Andrew Hermann.
Mrs. Helen M. Gougar, of Jjafayette, Ind., will speak in the Christian church to-night on the subject, "Give us work or give us bread or the way out for the unemployed." She will also fill Rev. Morgan's pulpit to-morrow night.
If all the women who have applied for liqnor licenses this year are granted them, Philadelphia will doubtless possess the unique distinction of having more women saloonkeepers than any other city In the country.
