Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 24, Number 38, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 17 March 1894 — Page 1

Vol. 24.—No. 38

ON THE QUI VIVE.

The maddest man in Terre Haate on Tuesday was Mr. E. W. Joyce, of New York. He is a well-to-do drummer for an importer, and had just bought a mileage bookof the Union station ticket agent, Cbas. Mixer. Mr. Mixer became decidedly mixed after the New Yorker had paid for the ticket, and pronounced the $20 bil? he received a •counterfeit. The obliging traveller promptly redeemed the "green," but Mixer wasn't satisfied. The depot police w*re told of the matt-en-, and the man from Gotham had to Wirn his pockets inside out to convince th'e officers that thiy were arresting an innocent gentleman. Even that didn't do it. The patrol wagon rumbled up to the depot and Mr. Manhattan was lugged to the station house.

Fortunately for this city's name, the officers at headquarters knew what a counterfeit was even if the Union depot ticket seller didn't. Mr. Joyce was promptly released, arid spent the night at the Terre Haute House instead of in the Evansville sleeper. If he cared to do -so, what a pretty kettle of fish ho might prepare for the over-zealous counterfeit detectors.

Another office building gone glimmering. Home people thought, a few weeks ago, that a Chicago syndicate was to build an eight-story block near Main street. They came, they saw, they went away. It is Haul that if they could have purchased the Will Farmer corner, at Fifth and Ohio, for a roasoua/ble sum, the "sky scraper" would have been assured. 'Tis a pity they didn't.

One good "sky scraper" in Terre Hauto would pay. Three wouldn't, fioleot a convenient corner, build an •eight-story "cliff," put a swift elevator in it, and fill it with small offices. Within sixty days eyery lawyer, broker, architect, and dentist that could, would •be an occupant and the eighth story would bo rnoro popular than the secend. It would be a land mark. The novelty •of the building would advertise the rontors well. The first building of that nature will monopolize the field. The steam heat, water and gas privileges will so attract that the old rookeries now inhabited by rospectable office renters will go bogging at one-quartor of their prosont rent. First, come,-first served. "Horo's rielmoHs for you."

Luther Benson and Helen Gougar were lot loose on Terro Haute at the same time this week. The author of "Flftoen Years in Hell" is popular here, and his graooful imagery anil fiery, ovorpoworing rhetoric ploasos tho most •exacting critic, lint the wilver hill rod

Melon doesn't attract tho same kind of an audience. Kho draws out the belligerent*, the fighting fanatics (to use her own phrase), while Benson attracts tho quiet, the weak, as well it* the strong and the boisterous.

Mrs. Gougar is intensely personal. She (lings objurgations Irko a sperm whale throws hi* tail—so that when they

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love for Terre Haute. With a scorn fill tone

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referred to our "'J'W saloons,

although the citizens of Terre Haute couldn't, tunl HV'if they wow to rake the town with a fine-toothed comb. But a little mistake of h)0 saloons "didn't hurt MIN. G.'s speech. She wn trying to down the high license system, and if she had admitted that Terre Haute had fewer saloons under high lkeuse than before, she would have received a body blow.

Vale Kid Gerard What a sweet lot of. fellows Terre Haute has sent to .Jell, i^v the last, few years. It must make Warden Tatton shudder every time he sees the Vigo county sherifi step off the train and approach the southern prison. We don't send bi.-oming innocents to the penitentiary. We send criminals. And ovory time Mr. Pat ton hears a new Terre Hauto voice, ho doubles tho guard. We »!«Q respected abroad.

Manager Sam Young's wail is being answered in a way he likes, You will ^member that Sam unbosomed himself several months ago and let the west end know that although he had remodeled the Su -Clair flats at much expense, yet if the neighbors didn't assist him by making improvements, he might be forced to rent to infamous people for infamous purposes, Sam didn't mean that but he gained his point. Now the opposite corner is being rebuilt into a handsome three story brick and other a well west end blocks are talked of.

Russell Harrison has not been here f«r iiuue weeks but his street railway continues to improve. Modern oars are being rebuilt tho clumsy vestibule oar* are to be remade and more conveniences are in sight. He was long headed when he refused the would-be Forest Park purchasers his promise as to the extension of a line to that place. The werst needed extousion of the Terr© Haute railway is up north Third street to SwaffurdsviUe. It Is a crying necessity and as that district Is thickly populated, the extension would be a paying one. The little suburb of Swaffordsvilie is a good sized Tillage, as big as .Macksville, and the fact that Woodlawn

cemetery is on the route would be an added argument for a motor line.

Vaccination is still being discussed in the Circuit court, although we understood from the attorneys long ago that it was settled. A Mr. Pickering, who is said to be a noted English scientist, created quite a stir among the local medical fraternity by testifying that vaccination spreads small pox and that it also spreads other vile diseases. He entertained radical views,as to the cure of small pox foi a well known doctor told me that be was in tte court room when Mr. Pickering said that he could cure a patient »f small pox in three days by the Turkish bath method. This, the medic observed, was the height of absurdity. But as my informant walked away from me, another physician came up and when I mentioned to bim what we were talking about, to my surprise he said, "Well, I had just as soon risk a Turkish bath as the modern leprosy contained in vaccination, with the added horror of a pest house where civilized people drag the poor pustule-covered patient to lie and die." I remarked, "Why Doctor, I thought you were sound in tho faith. You are not a crank, too, are you?" He hesitated a moment and replied, "I'll vaccin ate you or your children if you want me to, but I never will touch one of my own—nev«r."

Well, that surprised me, for he is an allopath of fair fame. If he declared to me the truth, his medical training must have warped his conscience.

Qui VIVE.

POLITICAL SMALL TALK.

Dr. H. O. Medcraft has become a candidate for the ^Republican nomination for council in the Seventh ward, and will make an energetic effort for the aldermanic honors in that ward.

S. C. Bndd, the well-known clothier, will probably be a candidate for the Republican nomination for council in the Fourth ward.

Homer Stees has been added to the list of available men on the Republican side in the Fifth ward.

In the Sixth ward Ed. Drought, chairman of the Democratic city committee, will probably be the Democratic candidate for council, and Henry Schonefeldt is being urged as a strong Republican candidate.

The date of the Republican city primaries has boen changed from April 4th to April 6th, and the city convention from the 10th to the 12th. The dates ot the Democratic meetings have not boon announced as vet.

There in going to be a hustle for the oftic.e of township assesssor this fall. Already the following Republicans are avowed candidates: Chauncey Pointer, Otto O, Carr, John Van Cleve, Chas. W.. Look man and Fred Cornell.

David L. Watson, familiarly known as "Grandpa," is the latest candidate for the Republican nomination for county clork. He has the reputation of being a hustler as a politician.

W. W. Byers, who was deputy city treaswror for some time, and who a£ present is engaged in thodirectory business, is the latest addition to the list of Republican candidates for county auditor. He is looked upon as a strong candidate.

J. E. Watson, of Rushville, who is a andidate for Secretary of State, will address the Republicans of this city, at Commercial College hall uext Monday night. He is a forcible speaker.

Dr. 4. T. Scovel! has announced that he has retired from the race for State Geologist, thus improving the chances of Prof. W. S. Blatchley.

"Kid" Gerard is now reposiug behind the bars at Jeffersonville, where he will serve seven years, less good behavior credits, for his attempted robbery of an old soldier in a west end saloon. The "Kid" has probably figured in the police court reports more frequently than any other persou in the city, and his enforced absence will create a vacancy difficult to fill.

The grand council of the Royal Arcanum will hold its annual meeting in this city, beginning April 5th. It said that John C. Warren, who is now an officer of the grand council, will be elected grand regent at this meeting. The local council, Equity 324, will give the visitors a banquet *at the Terre Haute on the evening of the 5th.

The committee on streets and bridges has decided to recommend to the council Tuesday night that Fifth street from Ohio to Park be paved with asphalt, curbed with the Parkhurst curb, and that the sidewalks be paved with concrete.

LlCEySED TO WED.

Henry Solomon Trent and Matilda Frances Malcolm. Wm. B. Shores and Mary E» Ward.

Edward V. Haney and Laura Miller. Charles Harris and Laura Wilson Orma R. Mar bury and Lola M. York®. Jowph A- Harariok and Ella E Charles Hay worth and Alice Charles Sellman and Farthenla Smith.

Dawson. May.

BAB ON DRESS REFORMS

POINTERS ON THE ARGUMENTS ADVANCED BY THEIR CHAMPIONS.

la the Corset the Devil's Invention ?—Re­

formation That Should Begin at HomeGood Food Essential—What Constitutes a Good Novel ?—Honor Thy Mother! [Copyright, 1894.] Lent is a very improving time. One is asked to join all sorts of clubs and societies, and there's no doubt about it that one does learn a great deal. One learns how to listen with one's eyes shut when the Egyptologist talks about what all the queer hieroglyphics meant one learns to stare straight into vacancy while the woman of the present talks about the woman of the future, and one learns to be quietly enthusiastic on the subject of dress reform. I have been to see them all. I mean all the dress reforms, and it does delight my soul to hear them all talk—by them I mean the dress reformers. Somebody who has been living on overdone beef, on much pastry, on many preserves, gets up and tells about the corset being an invention of the devil, and pretty gowns being impossible with brains. Then thespeaker meanders off and says: "What will the coming generation be when the woman of to day is satisfied to merely look pretty And sit there and think ot the handsomest, healthiest, happiest babies I have over seen babies born south of Mason and Dixon's line, and whose mothers were best satisfied when they wore white mull gowns and blue sashes.

THE DRESS REFORMER BEGINS. 1 love to hear the dress reformer talk I like to hear her damn the corsets, ob ject to pretty underwear, and consider as a work of the devil a dainty dress, like to hear her object to woman's hips that something which is so essentially feminine, and which were made broad and strong that they might carry bur •Sens. The dress reformers doesn't believe this she wants to have every thing strung from one's shoulders, never made a speech in my life, but I •wish somebody would speak for me, and say that nature (the dress reformer prefers to say nature instead of God) would have made women with narrow hips and broad shoulders if it had been in tended that her burdens should be-Vcsfcr* ried from them. I once saw rv reformer in. her nightgown, and she was a sight! She had it made out of some medicated material', the odor of which was not pleasant, and it was straight up and down, entirely suggestive o»f utility and not of beauty.

I think if the talkers would get up and say that women eat improperly there would be a great deal more igood done to the coming generation. They need less pastry and more mutton. They need fewerfried things and more roasted ones. They need better bread andbutter, and less tea perhaps I ought to say less bad tea, for good tea hurts nobody. They need to devote a longer time to dining and less to reforming the world. Oh, of course I believe dn reformation but, I think, like charity it ought to begin at home and the woman who wants to keep a man in of an evening is more apt to do it by having a good dinner, commencing at 7 o'olock and lasting until 9, than by all the preaching in tb.e world. After 9 o'clock he feels so "Comfortable that he don't •care to go out, and a woman must be a fool who can't entertain a man who has had a good dinner.

THE POOD ON OUR TAB&E3. I don't belong to auy society at all— but if somebody would only start one for the propagation of good food, •would be wiliing to help and to work that it might be a success. Bad food has made more 'trouble than anything else iu this world. Overdone meat, ex pressive butter, weighty bread and badly set tables are enough to drive men to murder. It doesn't cost one cent more to have a decent dinner than it does to have a bad one. It is true, it may take a little more time and thought, but $hat time and that thought is well given. But I was talking about what one learns during Lent. I belong to a card dub, and I hare learned how brave is lovely woman, and how she will rush in where Hoyle himself would fear to tread. Some nights we play whist. The other night I was asked to take as a partner a young woman who said she knew a little about the game and was willing to learn. I think she was giyen as a partner to me because I had the toothache, and they thought she woald aet as a counter-irritant. After she bad lost three tricks by throwing away low trumps, she very calmly pat the king on my ace and gleefully announced that dreadful old saying that she did not believe in sending a boy to do a man's errand. After this she said she had gotten her cards mixed and her methods of straightening them was to lay the different suits in piles on the table so that anybody who bad any sense at all could guess what her band was. She always forgot the trump, and when the game was ended I beard her telling a man I knew that she didn't think it was ladylike to understand a game toe well. Will you please tell me what right that

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Woman had to come in and spoil everybody's pleasure? Lovely woman is, I fear me, selfish.

AROUND THE CARD TABLE. Another c^-d club that I belong to always plays poker. This year we had two new members, and these two have Caused every one of us to be murderers in our hearts, I am perfectly Qerwin that I deserve to be hung, if intention means anything. One fool of a girl was overwhelmingly tender-hearted five ot us were playing, and a jackpot had been opened for twenty five cents. I don't ask anybody to believe this story, it is too much like a fish one, but it is true. he tender hearted young woman opened It and three people came in then the soft-hearted one started to bet twentyfive cents, but drew back her chips and waid: "No, girls, I won't, let you lose your money I've got a hand that can't be beat, and I am going to throw it down." What do you suppose she had? Naturally, the only hand that can't be beat is a royal flush. That feminine donkey held a straight, jack high. I was the proud possessor of four queens, another woman bad a Hush, and the third one had a full house. Th6re is no use telling what we all said, but the tender-hearted one cried, and the rest of us advised her to resign and join a kindergarten, where she could play with blocks.

I saw her about a w6ek afterwards, •jfthen she was playing hearts with some men. I declined to join the game, because 1 knew what the result would be. Nobody could convince her that Bhe must get rid of her hearts. Oh, dear, no'! She was very happy when she had gotten all thirteen, and couldn't possibly understand why she had to pay out her chips for that privilege. The game was stopped after awhile, and the young woman who was trying to learn said she had always been clever at most things, but she didn't seem to be so at cards, and the-various men looked as if tbey agreed witlji her.

V,.LIGHT AND DARK-HAIRED WOMEN. The very nicest of all of the Lenten has been thiat one where theire was leasaqt lumjfijeon and people just &f tbe^phappened to improve pother, wel^and good if they didn't, e^$IJ^V7i&l att^good A woman asked *ab she sipped her chocuhow

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TERRE HAUTE, END., SATURDAY EVENING-, MARCH 17,1894. Twenty-fourth Year

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CONCEIT OF THE WRITERS OF TO-DAT. "The idea of the man who wrote 'Ben Hur' saying that Dickens will be forgotten because his people are common! When his books are being used to wrap u$ slate pencils, people will be loving

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\fe h(i„ow the en .fing v'^h is invari j| motherhood as a burden^faith as a folly abv'1 pwle oki^. blir O uye, golden of lTar*d smaV of ^She is much '..Vjhbucb' ?.,yk-ii0lsed devil. She i% '°9^ •. /t -o dt-.-'d^Ularkness, while at. mast'aJ:uicy 'is convinced that slle is nn Qngel. febe poisons people, murd^'S them, usually with a dagger, wHch she uses for a mark in her prayer-book, does all sorts of dreadful things, while the good, young hero believes her to be direct descendant of ohe of Raphael's angels. I wonder what is the reason that she has changed her color?" ^"Well," said another woman, who was a blonde herself, "I think it is because he world is growing more intellectual, ubd the blonde tj'pe i« supposed to be the brainy one. The dark-haired woman is lovjng and passionate, and may be quick-tempered, but the blonde woman is cooler and more calculating. Then, too, she is inclined to be occult. She claims to have various spirits influence her, and she throws the whole responsibility of whatever she does on to whoever may be controlling her at that time. Those things are very convenient to believe. All these queer ideas take away the responsibility from the individual. I, know one woman who persists in saying that at times she ie governed by somebody else's soul, and that she cannot be held responsible for what happens when she is really not herself. Queerly enough, if you start in to count the women who accept these ideas, you v^llfind that nine out of ten have blue eyes. I don't know, but I would be lling to bet that the woman who wroto that horrid book, 'The Heavenly Twins' h|w light eyes, or is at least blonde in effect. Horrid? Yes, I do think it is horrible for it's stupid, and it's what I used toeall when I was a little girl, unn|ce. Books with purposes are like people with them—they bore one to death. "Probably in the days of the Queen of Sheba they were discussing that same old question as to the responsibility of man or woman in regard to sin, and ten thousand years from now they will still be discussing it. The people who make this cry of sex against sex are always forgetting that God did not make men like women, and that when He comes to judge them, He will judge them differeatly. Personally, I think he will be more lenient with the women, but I haven't the slighest desire to see them treated alike, either in this world or the next. I get very tired of the overwhelming

field applauding the heroism of Sidney Carton, and adoring the sweet womanliness of Bella Wilfer. I don't believe Charles Dickens or Thackeray said that sort of thing about people who wrote books when they lived but a man who happens to make a hit with a book that has history as its foundation throws mud men who possessed the great gift of touching the heart and of drawing the pictures of living, breathing souls. Bother! Conceit may push a book, but it doesn't make it live forever it may advertise it, but it can't make us love it. We may all read it once, but when the heart is sad we don't go to it for cheer as we do to those living, breathing people created by the two great masters of novel writing in English."

After this she took a good mouthful of tea, because she had been so enthusiastic, and then somebody said: "What's the use of writing novels that are to improve people? A novel—a good one—is like a beautiful piece of sunshine it is going to bring joy to you. If you are well in mind and body, you appreciate it keenly it you are ill, it comes to you just like the golden ray that peeps through our shutters, and brightening your abiding place, makes everything around you gladder. He who can write a good hovel has done more than any other man to bring happiness to men and women and a good novel isn't one that has three hundred pages devoted to what the writer thinks about some much vexed question and one hundred to the story but it is one that tells Its story easily, carefully, and in such a way that it is like a series of pictures. Like the panorama of life, and for the time you are the looker-on. The immoral novel is the product of to-day.

WE SHRUG OUR SHOULDERS

and object to the books wherein plain language is used, and yet we accept, because they are the fad of the moment, the novels that analyze faith into nothing, that condemn man until one wonders how it was possible that God made him after His own image, and only makes of worth^a fool of a woman who considers it her business to remodel the world. I am tired of it. It is very good world if one wilLonlv take the trouble to look-foiv the goo4 wings

honor and effpeot: 'SViidyticai novel duy.''"Vi 7&ld yr»u want yonr mothtv i^o be-like one^of them? Tbey regardbd

humanity as a fraud. Tl&y talk, talk talk, talk, until you think that is the only mission they have. They com plain of unfaithful husbands, of wicked children. What have they done to de serve better ones? They are so busy talking that they have no time to think consequently they don't know how to get the love and respect that a man will give his wife, or the devotion and honor that a child will give its mother."

THE INFLUENCE OF GOOD MOTHERS For my own part, in answer to this, I said: "When I read about these women, I remember one of the com maudments, at least part of one of them, and that is 'Honor thy mother. The most loving child will fail in its attempt to honor its mother when she is not worth it, and these women, talking so much about reform, forget the great beauty 5f being a mother. 8ome of them, bad, wicked women, decline to accept the responsibility, the sweet re sponsibility of bearings child. I often wonder if they realize what they have missed. Never to have known that pain, worse than death, which is yet so sweet that it brings a woman close to heaven. But, thank goodness, there are other women who are far and away above those described in the analytical novel women whose children can honor them, and love them, and who return both in full. Honor your mother, I say, you who are a woman. You know how she suffered for you when she bore you, how patient and loving she has been with you, and you cannot give her too much love, or too much consideration.

SHE 18 YOUR CLOSEST FRIEND, I wonder if you will pray as I do, that, when death walks into the house, he may put his cooling restful hand first on you, for without your mother surely you would be friendless. What we give, we get back, surely. If you give to every man, woman, child and dog that comes into your life the courtesy they deserve, be sure you will receive from them what you have given, only in a greater measure. If you kick a dog, he is going to bite. If you are rude to a woman, she is going to be ruder to you, while the child to whom you do not give politeness will render you impertinence. All the way through one gets value for value. Just while you are reading this, respect the preacher—I don't think women should speak In churches, but this, whieh I didn't mean should be a sermon, has become one, and I have to ask you to forgive it because my intentions at least were honorable. And I have to speak as the spirit moves pie to. I have not gone through a theological seminary to learn my lesson, but through that hard

tie Nell, admiring David Copper-'one called the World, where the flesh

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stands on one side and the Devil on the other, and to keep the evil spirits away I have had to hit straight from the shoulder^ It is something to know how to do that, but I believe we can succeed in whatever we wish if we will try, even if you are only as I am I, who have no prefix or affix to my name, but am simply called— BAB,

PEOPLE AND THINGS.

Despite all the great disasters in the polar regions, ninety-seven out of every hundred explorers have returned alive.

Of 1,000 men who marry, 332 marry younger women, 579 marry women of the same age, and S9 marry older women.

The latest pattern of rapid-fire guus throw a projectile through the air at the rate of 2,287 feet per second, or 1,963 miles an hour.

Mrs. Lease has been shaking up the New Yorkers, and the residents of that town now have a fair idea of how it feels to be Mr. Lease.

Steel has been used for ship-building only fourteen years, yet it is estimated that 96 per cent, of the vessels built Jat the present day are of steel.

It's rather a set-back to oue's conceit to find out that the people who pay us the most attention are the people who want to sell us something.

Ex-United States Senator W. F. Willejr, at the age of 84, continues an active career as clerk of the county court of Monongalia county, West Virginia.

Perhaps the oldest son-in-law in this country is Uncle Dave Brewer, of Lebanon, Or. He is 84, and his mother-in-law is living with him at the age of 99.

Andrew Carnegie's offer to contribute a dollar for every dollar raised otherwise before March 1st for the relieT of the poor in Pittsburg cost him Just ?126,170.72.

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Some of Mrs. Lease's sayings are particularly br I ghlf, Speaking of fashionable clergymen she sayss^'^hey hold. the tfav too h*gh to£ t^sh6en,^meaning the poor.

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young German girl who'will toach Baby Ttuth Cleveland languages. Sh^ speaks German, French, Italian and English llue-uly and comes from Bonn, Germany.

Gen. P. G. T. Beauregard was noted for his secretiveness. At Manassas junction, in 1801, one of the men who did not clearly understand his position asked Gen. Beauregard about certain big guns that had just arrived from liieh-

Beauregard replied: "Young

sunn 'i t)'» coat on my back knew the secrets of my heart, I would cut it in pieces."

A lot of schoolboys waited upon Acting Mayor McClellan, of New York, the other day and asked him to veto the Council's order for floating the Irish flag over the City Hall on St. Patrick's day. Tho spokesman was a grandson of Governor Wise, of Virginia, who refused to pardon John Brown, the abolitionist, who was hanged in Virginia just before the breaking out of the civil war, and his appeal was to the son of General McClellan, the first Union General to march Union troops into Virginia in defense of the Union.

If you want to be "up" on slang you should know that "he wears rubborH" is the very latest thing in slang circles. It simply means that a man is a sneak that, figuratively speaking, he approaches you with muffled feet. If you go into any police museum in tho country one of the things they'll show you is the rubber shoe that the sneak thief or the assassin uses. It is an ordinary tennis shoe with a rubber sole and a canvas upper, and the only reason it is worn by crooks is because it gives them an opportunity to creep up behind their victim without being heard. Another new bit of slang is, "He doesn't cut any ice." It simply means that he or she, whichever sex is referred to, plays no part. Both of these expressions are almost brand new, and the first one, at least, is likely to become much in vogne with people who like to piece out their vocabulary with slang.

Willis Wright, formerly in the furniture business here, has disposed of bis wholesale store in Indianapolis and will open a retail store in the same line, in the room formerly occupied by Apman, Fasig & Starr, at Fourth and Cherry.

The contract for the |60,000 addition to the Filbeck House is to be let next Thursday. The plans show a handsome building that will add greatly to the appearance of the business quarter at Fifth and Cherry.

A. Herz has purchased the White building on north Fourth street, two doors above Cherry, and will fit it up for W. F. Sibley, who will open a wall paper business there.