St. Joseph County Independent, Volume 12, Number 3, Walkerton, St. Joseph County, 17 July 1886 — Page 2

THE INDEPENDENT. WILL A. ENDLEY, Editor. Entered at the Walkerton Postoffice as second-class mail matter. SUBSCRIPTION: For One Year $1.50 For Six Months ...... 75 For Three Months 50 ’ WALKERTON, IND., JULY 17, 188 G. Ton Can’t Do Without It. Yes, no doubt but that you have been beaten a little by the newspaper adventurers of thia place—but does that argue that there are no honest newspaper men in the laud? You say, “Well, I’ll wait a little while before I subscribe. 1 want to know that you are going to make a non-partisan paper before I sub. scribe.” How are you ever going to decide that thing? Suppose you wait ten or twenty years, subscribe, and the very next issue comes out bitterly partisan. Do you want a paper in Walkerton, and if so, do you expect to wait five, ten or fifteen years to see which way it’s going to flop and by such means encourage a nonpartisan paper? You doubting Thomases have not been asked to advance one penny on subscription. Suppose you subscribe without paying in advance, are you not at liberty to stop your paper at any moment, by paying up, that it deviates from the course agreed upon? You will agree with us that Walkerton should have a paper; and, moreover, a non-political paper. Who will make you such a paper? Will a democrat or a greenbacker be more likely to do so than one of republican bias? We hardly think so. Then why not come forward, subscribe, and if you doubt, pay at the end of each quarter, or at the expiration of six months, or a year, or just when the paper goes to cutting up capers contrary and obnoxious to your pre-conceived religious and political ideas, and thus encourage the very enterprise that you argue long and loud should be encouraged? Suppose you of opposite political biases withhold your support and encouragement by waiting and waiting to see, nobody knows what, would or could you censure a paper under such circumstances for taking up the cudgel for the party from which it derives its support? No, you could not. But this paper will never do that. It will close doors rather than become partisan, now that it has adopted that line of march. But the truth is you can’t do . without the paper, and you might as well subscribe at once. While it’s a fact that it will give all the news _home news a specialty —its columns will carry a fair share ot advertisements, which, if any difference, is of more importance to you than the news. Charlie Stephens can’t run around and tell you about his numerous articles. Sam Ross is a poor traveler, besides that he’s too lazy to even tell you about his massive stock of hardware, etc. You must see his advertisement. The baby takes croup at quarter past one some dark night, you grab up the Inde pendeut and see Bull’s baby syrup recommended for croup and away you go to Arlington’s, Endley’s or Woodworth’s drug store and get a * bottle, on time, and if you can’t get it on time, you get a doctor. He trusts, as well as mistrusts. But then, it is useless for us to go into detail about this matter. A word to the wise is sufficient, and the above brief hints are intended for the wise—for we believe he’s a lollie-cooler who can get head or tail to this production. The following notice appeared on the west end of a country meeting house: “Anybody sticking bills against this church will be prosecuted according to law or any other nuisance. A Hungarian conjurer spreads a newspaper upon the floor and places a-young woman upon it, whom he covers with a piece of silk and then causes to disappear. We have never seen this trick here, but we have known a man to put fifty thousand dollars on a newspaper and it has disappeared before he could cover it with anything.— Boston Commercial Bulletin.

An exchange gets off the following and it hits a few in this county right square between the eyes ; “After you get upon your ear and make up your mind to stop your paper, to make the editor feel humiliated, just put your finger in water and then pull it out and look for the hole. Then you will know how sadly you are missed. The man who thinks a paper cannot survive without his support ought to go off and stay awhile. When he comes back he will find that half his friends didn’t know he was gone. The other half didn’t care, and the world at large hadn’t kept any account whatever. You will probably find some things in your paper you cannot endorse. Even the Bible is rather plain and hits some hard licks. If you were to get mad and burn your Bibles the hundreds of presses would go on printing them, and if you were to stop your paper and call the editor names, the paper would still be published and what is more, you will sneak around and borrow a copy of it every week from your neighbor. It is much better to keep your vest pulled down and your subscription paid in advance.’’ Speaking I nder Difficulties. [Texas Siftings.] To address convicts in jail without saying anything that might be regarded as personal is very difficult. A blunt old German member of the Illinois Legislature, Mr. Plotke, was one of the committee appointed to investigate the State penitentiary at Chester. While there he was called on for a speech. He said: “I hardly know 7 vot to say to you. I cannot call you shentlemans, because you is no shentlemans, and again I can’t call you friends, because dot might gif mineself avay. Vot shall I call you den. I vill call you members of the Illinois penitentiary shoost the same as we are members of the Illinois Sheneral Assembly. You have been unanimously elected to fill de places you have widin dese walls, shoost the same as we members of theSheneral Assembly have been elected. I cannot say dot I am glad you is here, because dot might make you feel bad, und den again I cannot say dot I is sorry dot you are here, because I dink it is goot dot you is here, and I hopes dot you will do your duty shoost the same as we do our duty for de term for which you is elected. “Aigenon,” said a fond father to his young hopeful, “We have known each other now for several summers and during that time you have never, to my knowledge, told me a falsehood. Am I not right?” “You are, father,” replied Aigenon, his eyes sparkling, and his young bosom swelling with boyish pride. “I sincerely trust, my boy,” continued the father, “that you intend to continue in the way you have begun.” “Such has ever been my intention,” replied the happy lad, while a bright crimson blush mantled his handsome face. “Then Aigenon” said the parent, “that being the case, I have a question to ask of you. Last evening before retiring, I entered the bath room with the determination to indulge in a bath, when to my chagrin I discoverd that somebody had entirely removed the zinc from the bath tub. Now Aigenon, think well before you speak, and then tell me if you know who did the hellish work.” । The lad’s handsome eyes filled ’ with tears, while convulsive sobs . shook his frame. At last after a ' short silence, he raised his eyes looking his father square in the face and said: “Father, I cannot tell a lie ’twas I who did it, with a cold chizel and a piece of stove i wood. 1 sold the zinc at the junk ■ shop and invested the proceeds in fire crackers and pop.” When the boy had ceased speaking, his father, strong as he was, swayed to * and fro showing plainly bow the I boy’s frankness had affected him. , It was of but short duration, howi ever , and then reaching out cau- ■ tiously he grabbed Aigenon by the , scalp lock, twisted it thrice around ■ his index finger—but why continue. ' Suffice to say that Aigenon did not arise from his couch for several 5 days, and was obliged to eat his ■ meals from the mantle piece even then. i

AS OTHERS SEE VS. South Bend Tribune: Will Endley, formerly with the Tribune, has bought the Walkerton Visitor, < the only greenback paper in the ; district, and changed its name to . the St. Joseph County Independent. It will be independent in politics. Will has the ability to 1 make a good paper and will do so I if he gets the proper encouragement from the people of Walkerton and vicinity. South Bend Times: The St. Joseph County Independent, successor to the Walkerton Visitor, comes to band with Will A. Endley’s name at the head of its editorial columns. The paper is a great improvement over its predecessor as a local paper, promises to be non-partisan, and should be supported. Bremen Enquirer: The Walkerton Independent,formerly known as the Visitor, came to our office this week. It is entirely changed in appearance and the local news which it contains shows up well tor the editor. May it meet with success. Garrett Herald: The St. Joseph County Independent, published at Walkerton, Ind., by Will A. Endley is upon our table. The first number looks neat and tasty, and contains considerable local matter. We welcome the paper to our sanctum and wish it abundant success. New Carlisle Gazette: The St. Joseph County Independent is the name of Will A. Endley’s new venture at Walkerton and it has all of the appearance of a healthy new-born. It is a 7-column folio, sparkling with news and should recieve a hearty support. StarkeCounty Enterprise: Will A. Endley has purchased the Visitor office, and the first issue, July 3rd, comes out under the head, The Independent. May it live long and prosper. We know it will for the merchants of Walkerton “get up and get”—they are wide awake to the interests of their lit tie city. Albion New Era: The St, Joseph County Independent is a new paper jast established at Walker ton, and from the appearance ot ihe first number now before us, it is an improvement on the newspaper ventures at that place. It is published and edited by Will A. Endley, and it will be a non-parti-san, independent paper. Bremen Banner: The Visitor,ot Walkerton, has changed hands and name. It now comes out as the Independent with Will A. Endley holding onto the string and y dlm« “Gee-lang, there! ” May it prosper and be a light to the town. Mentone Gazette: The St. Joseph County Independent steps into the shoes of the late Walkerton Visitor and spreads sad under a neutral breeze with Will A. End ley at the helm. From t heboid and spirited way in which he lamches his craft upon the temp-est-tossed quagmire of Cacoethes Scribendi, be has full confidence in his ability to pass the breakers. So mote it be. Will A. Endley has tak^n editorial charge of the St. Joseph County Independent, and proposes to make things hum grandly. His salutatory declares no allegiance to any sect or party. We welcome the Independent, and hope for success tor the editor. — Bristol Banner. The fish caug ht by Drs. Montgomery and Sawyer at Chain Lakes has grown ten pounds since the Mishawaka Enterprise spread the story. Such an increase only four miles from home shows wonderful possibilities before that item gets through making the round of our exchanges.—South Bend Times. Can’t you understand anything? It’s a fish story. A Reporter was Accosted by a Prominent Citizen, who said: “Why is it that you Newspaper Fellows are Always Poking your Noses into other People’s Business? It isn’t Right, and it Ought to be Stopped. You are regular Vampires, who suck the best Blood in the veins of the Community. By the way, did you Hear that Smith had Skipped to Canada. Fact. He made $75,000 by it. Smith’s wife has eloped with Brown. I have it on Good authority, but don’t Mention my name.” With these and divers other pointers given him by the Prominent Citizen, the Reporter was able to Hand in several screeds that day, and the manner in which he Scooped in some Esteemed Contemporaries was Painful to Behold. But the Prominent Citizen, when he saw what had been Published 1 said to his wife: “We shall have to stop the paper. This invasion i of Private life is infamous. There i should be laws to Regulate these matters.”—Omaha Herald,

Reverent Slang'. [From the San Francisco Chronicle.] It was not meant in any irreverence. It was earnest and sincere and spoken apparently of somebody he liked very much. There were three of them, and they were talking of somebody who had just been buried. “So he’s dead, poor chap! ” “Yes, he’s dead. He was awful sick, an 1 they had a doctor there he did not like. They said he wouldn't get better, but he sent for another doctor that he knew, and be came and looked at him. “Tell me, doctor,’ says he, ‘am 1 very sick?” “‘Yes, says the doctor; ‘you’re a very sick man. It’s no use, my boy. Your name’s mud.”’ “The vulgawity of Fweddy Fawnstoek is weally tewible, deah boy, pawfectly shocking, I assuah you.” “What has he, aw, been doing now?” “Doing!’ l Why, Gawd bless me soul, he was at the waces yesterday with a weady-made cane, he was, I give you my wawd! ” Woman’s Barbarous Dress. The effort now being made by certain humanitarians to discourage the wearing of birds or their plumage by ladies in their hats is all very good in its way, says the Millinery Trade Review, and gives opportunities for such persons to pose as reformers; but why they should visit their wordy wrath upon the poor milliners, as some have done, is as mysterious as it is inconsistent. The milliner does not kill the birds, nor do they reach her until they have passed through the hands of several dealers or middlemen, and she would not sell them were they not demanded by her customers. The consumer of an article is tbe person responsible for its being offered as merchandise. So we advise our benevolent brothers and sisters to "go for” the consumers. And while they are about it, let them not stop at plumes ou hats; let them recollect the beautiful tortoise-shell comb Miss Fashion wears in her hair was originally taken from an innocent creature which used this material for its only defense. The kid gloves she has on hex' hands were stripped from a babe whose parents had hoped that its maturity would be spent in the harmless amusement of bounding about on the suburban rocks and foraging freely on fence-board circus posters. The satchel she carries on her arm but a short time ago formed part of an amphibious animal whose only crime consisted of basking in the sunshine on the mud flats of the St. John’s river, Florida, occasionally frolicking in its waters, or watching for an incautious black pickaninny on whom to make a meal. The silk dress she robes herself in was made from the winding threads that formed protection for thousands of nature's beautiful creations, which were cruelly scalded within their secluded retreats lest they might eat their way out and spoil the continuity of the valuable fibers. The sacque that shields her fair form from the rude wintry blasts once helped protect a beautiful animal, whose native home is amid the icy regions of Alaska, where he was ruthlessly sacrificed for a species of skin game; an animal susceptible of domestication and capable of a high degree of culture, vying with the average Italian in musical ability, as was demonstrated by several that have been exhibited at various museums, where they handle the barrel-organ with marked skill. The portemonnaie she so daintily carries in her hand, and the card-case that accompanies her on calls of ceremony, were once part of beautiful tusks that excited the cupidity of Asiatic or African hunters, who murdered a possible Jumbo to secure them for commercial purposes. — —9 Big Fresh-water Keis. Os fresh-water eels as apart from their mighty cousin the conger, there are three distinct kinds—the sharp-nosed eel, the broad-nosed or frog-mouthed eel, and the snig. Os these three, the sharpnosed eel is both the largest fish and the best eating, though some prefer the i snig-eel as having a superior flavor. , The snig, however, in spite of its excellence, has not the same value as the ! sharp-nosed eel; for it seldom, if ever, attains more than half a pound in weight. The sharp-nosed eel, on the , contrary, attains an enormous size. One on record that was taken in the Medway, not far from Rochester, weighed thirty-four pounds, measured six feet * in length, and*had a girth of twenty-live inches. Another eel, taken in Kent, weighed forty pounds and measured five feet nine inches. Yarrell speaks of having seen at Cambridge the preserved skins of two which had weighed together fifty pounds; the heaviest twenty-seven pounds, the other twentythree pounds. But tfiese instances, though not to be regarded as apocryphal, are still very exceptional; and a very fair average weight for sharpnosed eels is six pounds. Eels of even ten pounds weight are not common, and Mr. Frank Buckland speaks of one of that size as being the largest he had ever seen. — Popular Science Monthly. The Washington Post says: “The lady clerks in the Post-Office Department and some of the gentlemen clerks, too, make a great pet of little Miss Mollie Vilas, the daughter of the Post-master-General, who visits the department every Saturday, spends the day under the protecting wings of the lady , clerks, and goes home with her father in the afternoon. She is a pretty little girl, with red cheeks, and bright, sparkling eyes, and a tendency to say sharp things. Last Saturday about 12 o’clock, when she wanted some luncheon, she was going to her father, when • one of the ladies remarked that it would be useless, as she had just seen him captured by a Senator. Senators are a bother, I must confess,’ exclaimed Miss Mollie, petulantly; and it can । hardly be questioned that she expressed the sentiments that her father frequently entertains.” , Ladies’ silk mitts at ths Philadelphia Store.

HINDOO LEGERDEMAIN. What S. E. Boblnson Saw in India—Marvelous Slelght-of-lland. When he entered the room he spread a white cloth upon the floor and sat down upon it with his back to the wall, the door of the room being on his right hand. His spectators were disposed in the following fashion: Mr. Smyth sat on a chair nearly in the middle of the room. I was sitting on a sofa near the door, the Parsee merchant stood in the doorway about arm’s length from me. The servants stood about in groups, the largest group being between the door anti the conjurer. As soon as he had settled himself he turned to the Parsec and asked for the loan of a rupee. The peddler at first demurred a little, but on being guaranteed against loss he produced the coin. He was going to put it into the conjurer’s hand, but the latter { refused and told the Parsee to hand it ) to Mr. Smyth’s bearer. The bearer took it and declared it to be really a rupee. The conjurer then told him to hand it to his master. Mr. Smyth took it, and then followed this dialogue: Conjurer—Are you sure that is a rupee? Smyth—Yes. Conjuror—Close your hand and hold it tight. Now think of some country in Europe, but do not tell me your thought. Then the conjurer ran over the names of several countries, such as France, Germany, Russia, Turkey and America —for the native Indian is under the impressioxi that America is Europe. After a moment’s pause Mr. Smyth said he had thought of a country. “Then open your hand,” said the juggler, "see what you have got, and tell me if it is a coin of the country you thought of.” It was a 5-franc piece, and Mr. Smyth had thought of France. He was going to hand the coin to the conjurer, but the latter said: "No; pay it to the other sahib.” Mr. Smyth accordingly put the 5-franc piece into my hand. 1 looked closely at it, then shut my hand and thought of Russia. When 1 opened it I found, not a Russian, but a Turkish silver piece, about the size of the 5-franc piece, or of our own crown piece. This 1 handed to Mr. Smyth and suggested that he should name America, which he did, and found a Mexican dollar in his hand. The coin, whatever it was, had never been in the conjurer’s hand from the time the rupee was borrowed from the Parsee merchant Mr. Smyth and his bearer had both elosely examined the rupee, and Mr. Smyth and I turned over several times the 5-franc piece, the Turkish coin and the dollar; so the trick did not depend on the reversible coin. Indeed, it could not, for the coin underwent three changes, as has been seen. I need only add, for the information of readers who know not India, that a rupee is only about the size of a florin, and therefore about half the weight of a 5-franc piece. He did another trick almost equally as wonderful. As before, he was seated upon a white cloth borrowed from the mess sergeant He asked some one present to produce a rupee and to lay it down at the remote edge of the cloth. The cloth being three or four yards in length, the conjurer could not have touched the coin, and, in fact, did not touch it. He then asked for a signet ring. Several were offered him, and he chose out one which had a very large oval seal, projecting well beyond the gold hoop on both sides. This ring he tossed and tumbh d several times, in his hands, now throwing it into the air and catching it, then shaking it between his hands, all the time mumbling half inarticulate words in some Hindoostanee patois. Then, setting the ring down on the cloth at about half arm’s length in front of him, he said slowly and distinctly in good Hindoostanee: "Ring, rise up and go to the rupee.” The ring rose, with the seal uppermost, and, resting on the hoop, slowly, with a kind of dancing or jerking motion, it passed over the cloth until it came where the rupee was on the remote edge, then it lay down on the coin. The'conjurer then said: "Ring, lay hold of the rupee and bring it to me.” The projecting edge of the seal seemed to grapple with the extreme edge of the coin; the ring and the rupee rose into a kind of wrestling attitude, and with the same dancing or jerking motion the two returned to within reach of the juggler’s hand. I have no theory to explain either of these tricks. I should mention, however, that the juggler entirely disclaimed all supernatural power, and alleged that he performed his tricks by mere sleight of hand. It will be observed that he had no preparation of his surroundings, no machinery and no confederate. — Boston Herald. Temper in Trained Animals. Dan Castello, the veteran horse-train-er of the W. C. Coup & Hadfield educated horses, is carefully nursing a broken finger, the result of too much familiari--1 ty with the dancing stallion General Sherman. "The kindest horse will lose his temper at times, the same as a man 1 will, he said. “Now, that stallion, Sherman, is noted for his gentleness. I ! have seen children playing around him and he has never attempted to harm them, yet Wednesday he deliberately made a blow at me, and this broken finger is the consequence. He was out • of sorts all day, and showed it very ' plainly. There is fio one regrets it ’ more than he does now, though he has _ been punished for it. He sniffs at that ' broken fingei' now and goes through his acts with less prompting, and with good behavior endeavors to atone for his little fit of passion. The bronchos? They often get into a passion, but it’s over in a moment, and I don’t give them an 1 opportunity to do any harm. I prefer them to be that way than sulky. The । great difficulty is they arc full of mischief. There is none of them over four years old, and they don’t get sufficient exercise; consequently, they think more of play than anything else. They are full of spirits‘and fun, and I tell you it’s the best cure in the world for a fit of ‘blues’ to see them rolling around the stage prior to their drill.”— Chicago Herald. Not a Fisherman Himself, Perhaps. “You are fishing with persistence,” said a gentleman to an urchin who had thrashed a stream without apparent reward a whole afternoon. “O, no, sir; on’y jest angle-worms,” replied the youth, pleasantly. “i mean you have a good deal of perseverance,” explained the other. “No, them’s suckers; guess ye ain’t lived in these parts, hev ye?” The boy was not a little disgusted by the stranger’s ignorance.”— Binghamton Republican. ; —Go and see those nice new buggies, for sale cheap, at S. A. Robbins’.

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