Terre Haute Daily News, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 2 September 1890 — Page 3

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Wednesday, September 3rd F1TZPATRIQK 8 SPECTACULAR

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COMPANY,

Supporting the popular h*r*e*er actor R. E. M. CRANE in hi# nuutcrly impewonatlon of the '^Vagabond of the Katskiils.

Knickerbocker Bend and Orchestra. Special Scenery. •se~ Popular prices-25, 35 50 cents. No extra, no higher.

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September 4tb,

BEACH 4 BOWEK'S

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Residence, 620 Chestnut street. Office, 111 8. Sixth 8a\liiRS Bank Building.) All calls promptly answered. Residence telephone 218.

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cost no more. Bargains in BOOTS AND SHOES. Before purchasing elsewhere come and examine the goods and prices.

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300 Main St., Terre Haute, Ind.

BATH HOUSE.

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to* phvsiciau toVsuirf« to Uwfcn Ms* and hoTbaU^ rapor. and Russian bath*. Elegant

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PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON.

Residence,

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A. Willison's drug store at Fourth street and the Vandolla road. Calls promptly attended to. Office telephone, 178. Residence telephone, 192.

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AFFAIRS OF THE RAILWAYS.

BRIEF HISTORY QFTHK P1EEMS1 JfAOAZlNK.

PrsbaMy the Moat Influential Railway Journal* and Has cnistlea of 23.000 Ceplss-lsil irsy Meatioa.

it is stated that the annual income of Eugene V. Debs, grand secretary of the Brotherhood of Locomotive Firemeu. from his holding that position, is $2o,000. He is interested in the Firemen Journal, which yields handsome returns. Evansville Courier.

This is a most remarkable

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Rallnrsy Rumblings.

Jesse Lee, operator for the Vandalia at the East St. Louis freight house, is in the city visiting old friends.

F. Miller, engine dispatcher at the Vandalia round house, lias gone to Oklahoma on a visit to relatives.

The Locomotive Firemen of Chicago gave a grand picnic yesterday in a groves in one of the suburbs. There were 1,500 present.

Chairman Finley, of the Trans-Mis-souri Freight Association, has addressed a communication to Chairman Faithorn regarding the new distance tariff promulgated by the Kaitsas Railroad Commissioners, and advises an advance in salt rates.

There is now a prospect of the early construction of a line irora Pierre, Dak., to the Black Hills, through the Sioux reservation, by the Chicago, Milwaukee & St. Paul Railway Company. This extension has been in contemplation for several years past, but the Milwaukee & St. Paul was prevented from building it on account oi the opposition of the Sioux Indians to a road through their reservation.

S. B. Hovey has been appointed Superintendent of the Western Division of the Chicago, Rock Island and Pacific Railway Company's line west of the Missouri river, with headquarters at Colorado Springs, Col., vice W. J. Lawrence resigned, to accept position on Colorado Midland Railway. W. R. Morton has been appointed trainmaster, vice S. V. Hovev, promoted, with headquarters at Good land, KSB.

The directors of the Rock Island met Saturday and were in session about an hour. President Cable called this meeting to ask for advice In regard to the course he should pursue as to the order of the interstate commerce commission reducing rates on grain from the West to Chicago and St. I/mis. President Cable has been in favor of obeying this order, while many other Western roads .were anxious to test the validity of the order in the court. These other lines could

Wit win over President Cable, so they attempted to bring pressure on him through New York, lie then called a meeting of the directors and submitted the question to them. A unanimous vote of approval of President Gables course was passed and a resolution was adopted instructing him to obey the order of the commission.

THE FIGURES*

A Rtsttmvni Showlnj Fair Re* eelpta Far '8® and ^O. The following statement is furnished by Treasurer Schaal, of the Fair Association. It shows the receipts for this year to have been in the excess of last by over a thousand dollars: 18S& 90. Wagon sate.. SO Street car gatft 1.4S9 u\ North «»i* Amphitheater 4J11 Onarter ctretrh..... 96 SO l» SO Money found in itateboxes 38 .. stands and privileges SSI 3,«&3&

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T*»e Rsat of Veterans.

The following is the programme for the Sons of Veterans' entertainment to be given in the G. A. hall to-morrow evening: Music EoterjMwn Sextette Recitation Mist RoueRieyier jptftatfcm XellteOresw a. Miss Dora llaocs R^ftatlott..«. 5. -:Ulm Cecil MHIer

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*...&aternian Se-xtetfec

Recitation ^.fill H«»lit«« Recitatioa. ..M%» Luetta Gregg* Mutic.*.. Euterpeaa Sextette

Rlr Kmlchts sf St. Vistsr. The Knights of St. Victor af their laat regular meeting elected officers for the ensuing term as follows

PMttident—!attiei Kotuui. •tee

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The printed docket of the September term of there are at pteMot awaiting the court's ftfentk»n, 8!ty-«tght criminal. rixty-W probate and one hundred and thirty aerea ClYtt CMMi

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and is as far from right as it wuld be. Mr. Debs' salary as grand secretary and treasurer is $2,500 and as editor of the

Magazine iB $1,000 or $3,500

year in all. The statement that Mr. Debs is interested in the magazine is a mistake. There is no private capital invested in it and it was founded by the order solely that the firemen might hav9 an organ of their own which could look carefully after the interests of the order and expound its principles from the standpoint of organized labor. In this connection a brief history of the Firemen's Magazine will not be iUopportune. The magazine was founded fourteen years ago, when the Brotherhood of Locomotive Firemen was a small, and comparatively weak order. It was not at that time the power that it is to-day, and to E. V. Debs belongs the credit for making it among the leading, if not the leading joutnal of organized labor in the United States. When he was made editor and manager of the Firemen's Magazine it was a Bmall publication innocent of influence and with a meagre circulation. With Mr. Debs' strong hand at the helm it soon became recognized as an able supporter of the cause of labor, but for some time it was not self sustaining. The drain upon the treasury became the subject of considerable comment, but Mr. Debs' keen intellect and far sightedneas bade him continue in his course. The magazine was continually improved and now has a circulation of 25,000 copies. It is probably the most influential railway, journal published, and what was once a weakling dependent upon the order for its existence is now the source of a large annual income. Through its columns the firemen fight their battles against the oppression of capitalists and corporations and it nobly flaunts its banner of a free order in the faces of tyrants. Too much cannot be said in •raise of Mr. Debs for the noble work he ias accomplished.

OOOP"BY-

How Shan w« know it is the last good hy The skies will not be darkened in that hour, No sudden blight will fail on k*f flower, Ko single bird will hnah its careless cry, And yon will hold my hantW, and smile or sign

Just, as before. FercUance the auddw tears to your dear eyes will answer to my fears, But there will ecsne no vok» o€ prophecy-" So to whisper: "Now, and not again,

Space for last wemls, last kisses and last prayer,

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aU the wAd, unmitigated pain Of those who, parting, clasp bands with do fpali* '•Who knows?" we say, but doubt and fear remain

Would any choose to part thus unaware? —Louise O. Houlton.

A PRETTY GIST 'S WHIM.

It was a beautiful garden—a garden in which one might almost lose one's sell among the heavy sweetness of the blossoming syringa bushes and the avenues of pink wygelia that wound irregularly here and there.

It was a July day. A girl lay idly in a wide luxurious hammock, her bright bead on the soft tinted cushions, her deep brown eyes upraised to the whispering leaves above.

She looked the ideal of liappy content as she lay there in pretty laziness, one slim hand drooping over the hammock's edgo. A great Newfoundland dog lay on the grass beside her as she swayed gently to and fro, toying affectionately with the dog's great, noble head.

Sometimes he would open his almost human eyes and look up at her silently, with a happy content that matched her own.

It was very pleasant there. The book she had been reading had dropped upon the grass and lay with crumpled leaves. A rosebud marked the place.

Wilma Pierce, whose summers were spent at her grandmother's quaint old country home, had come here a few days since, tired out in body and brain as only a young, hard working teacher can be.

Already the soothing quiet of the lovely place had done her good, and the brightness of complexion and the litheness of form, which had been impaired by the year's hard work, were returning to her.

A silvery haired, sweet faced old lady came out of the wide hall door with a light wrap in her hand. She approached the hammock with anxious solicitude in her kind, old face. "Child, it is cool for thee here thee must be more prudent with thyself."

She wrapped the soft gray shawl about the girl's shoulders with loving, motherly hands. Wilma looked up and smiled protestingly. "It isn't chilly, grandmamma, dear— but I submit."

She took the wrinkled old hand in hers and held it gently against her warm cheek.

The old Quakeress bent her stately form and left a soft, swift kiss upon the girl's forehead. "I must go in, dear heart thee had best fall asleep for a little if thee can."

The soft, gray gown swept away across the grass, and the wearer stopped beside the door to pull a sweet, white rose that stretched temptingly toward her.

She went in, and the girl and her dumb companion were again alone. By and by she fell asleep. The roses at her bare, white throat rose and fell with gentle regularity as her breath came and went. It was a pretty picture. Ronald Mitchell, coming quietly across the garden, thought so as he caught sight of it, and paused involuntarily.

The dog raised his great, shaggy hea,d and looked a silent welcome from his brown eyes. They were old friendsRonald, the young farmer, and Rebecca Northfield's dog Don.

Tho young man Btood breathless a moment looking at the sleeper, then with a softer light in his blue eyes and a warmer tinge on' his smooth shaven cheek he went on toward the house. He entered with the familiarity of a well known and welcome friend, and sat down easily in a big, antiquated rocking chair.

JJebecca Northfield came into the room, her old face alight with welcome. She came and laid her small hand on his shoulder. "Ronald," she said, "my grandchild, Wilma Pierce, is come, perhaps it is not news to thee? She is a good child, Wilma is, but I fear she loves the world too well. There is little of the Quaker about her, Ronald."

He smiled. "I saw her when I .came through the garden just now. She is unlike you in her dress, but her face has a likeness to yours."

They sat together in the quiet room and talked a little while. All at once a shadow fell across the bare, white floor, and they both looked up. Wilma stood in the wide doorway, her face a little flushed with sle^, her eyes dewy like a child's after a refreshing slumber. She held a yellow rose in her hand. "Grandmamma," she said, all unconscious of a stranger's presence, as she looked half sleepily at the flower "grandjnamma, what a lovely rose! Just see how"—— 'Wilma," the calm, sweet voice interrupted her, "come here. This is Ronald Mitchell, the son of my old Mend, and schoolmate, Eunice Sand."

Wilma advanced a little and held out her frankly, but when she met the intense gaze of the clear blue eyes above her a shy look came into her own hnd phe withdrew her hand.

Bonald, watching her, wondered if her grandmother's remark about her had implied that she wasa bit of a coquette.

She leaned over the old lady's high backed chair and fastened the rich rose in the silvery white waves of her beautiful hair, And than she went away,with murmured word of excuse, leaving behind her ascent of roses and a remembrance of afirfr, fresh youag face rising flowerlike above her pale Woe gown.

That was thdr first meeting. All summer the young farmer came and went at his own will and helped to make the old place pleasant

They sang together in the gwtlen. There wgs so musical instrument in the primitive Quaker household, but Wilma had brought her guitar with her. They zead together in the eld summer house through long, kn«ty afternoons, while grandmamma mi near with hear homely knitting work.

I%ey walked together in the great old fashioned gftrden and along the murmuring creeks, and sat Idly on the Hltie rustic bridge, watching the rhythmic flow of the waters and the minnow* darting in the cool, dark depths below. idyllic sommer. Both woe knew why it w«3 the other

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TBRRB HATJTE DAILY NEWS, TUESDAY* SEPTEMBER «JWO.

Ronald Mitchell at ao years had for the first time felt his inmost heart stirred and thrilled by a woman's presence* He loved her with all the unwanted strength of his perfect manhood, with aft the tenderness of a true man's first love.

One evening be told her. They were sitting together on a mossy tog beside the creek.

Wilma had thrown eff her wide gar dan hat, and the late rooswin her dark hair gleamed whitely like a soft star in the dusk,

What caprice seized the girl? She listened to his eager words with averted face turned toward the dying sunset light.

When he Jtod jMshed she did not answer. "He takes too much for granted," she thought "he is too masterful he asks as though my heart was some light thing to which he had a right. I will teach tiim it is not"

She rose and turned to gdJ.' He caught her hands and detained her. "Wilma, are you not going to say a word? Are you then the coquette I almost thought you that first dayr

His words stung her. She tried to free herself, and the rose fell from her hair. He picked it up "If you wont say anything, Wilma, give me this rose. Let itMj symbol of hope to me."

She snatched it from his hand "When I am ready to answer you she said, "I will send it to you, and then she slipped away and hurried toward the house. A spice of romance had always been part of her nature. Now as she flitted away she touched the senseless flower with lips that trembled. "I do love him—I do love him," she whispered as she sped along the shadowy path through the garden.

But the girl's willful heart was slow to yield. A week passed. Jf & Ronald Mitchell came not

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farmhouse. Rebecca Northfield wondered at his absence, and looked searchingly at the quiet faced girl. One evening she came into the quaint old room, with its sloping roof and lattice window, where Wilma sat reading. "I thought I'd tell thee, Wilma, that Ronald is going away to-morrow. He is tired, he said when I met him today, and needs a change. He does look worn. I wonder why he keeps away from us."

She looked keenly through her gold rimmed glasses at the girl. "I don't know, grandmamma, I'm sure. He does act strangely of late. Will he stay away long, do you think?" "A month, he said," she answered.

The girl drew a quick breath. "A month," she thought. "In a 'month I shall be back in school."

Her heart beat quickly. After awhile she took a little box from her bureau, and went down stairs and out into the garden.

She called to Don and wandered down to the mossy log beside the creek. She had been here every day since that time a week ago.

She sat down on the log, and Don sat down beside her, looking gravely at the running stream.

She drew a little" foldediiote from the box in her hand and opened it. "Come to me," it said, an(d then in delicate tracery her name, "Wilma."

That was all. The girl's eyes^shone haW mischievously as she fastened the tiny box to Don's silver collar with a bit of ribbon, and a bright color glowed in her cheeks.

Then she folded her small hands together and looked seriously into the dog's great, noble eyes "Good old Don," she Baid, "take it to Ronald—to Ronald)—do you understand?'

He looked up intelligently into her face and trotted off sedately. Ronald Mitchell was in his room alone. One by one such articles as were necessary were being packed into his traveling bag.

A sudden patter on the stairs arrested his attention, and the next moment a familiar black head was thrust through the half opened doorway. "Why, Don, old fellowt Come to say good-by? What's this?"

He unfastened the little box and opened it. When he had unfolded the slip of paper and found the withered white rose he sprang to his feet. Then, to Don's amazement, he bounded down the stairs and out into the summer twilight, the grave dog following at his heels.

He found her on the mossy log beside the creek, looking expectantly toward him with the shy, sweet glow of love in her dark eyes and on her face.

Only Don was the witness of that meeting, but when a little later the happy lovers wandered up the sweetly scented garden, cool and shadowy in the gloaming, and grandmamma came to meet them with a glad surprise and a light of calm Contentment in her serene face, all thoughts of the projected visit were banished, and the half packed traveling bag lay forgotten on the floor at homo.—Harriet Francene Crocker in New York Ledger. rf, -W-

Slight Covering.

"Why didn't you spade to me when 1 passed you on the street J&is afternoon, Mr. Wishingtonf" sedd BeaePepperton. "I—aw—I guess I must have been wrapped in thought" "Indeed! And weren't you afraid of taking coldf"—Washington Boat

OB a Business Basis.

"It was a brave act, young man," said the grateful father with deep feeling. "At the peril of your life you rushed into the burning building and saved my daughter. How can I ever repay you?" "Would coupks of dollars be too much?" suggested the brave resetter. Chicago Tribune.

An Absent *l*ded Man.

Bessie Bookworm—Oh, 1 never mind what papa say*—except when he ia away firom home.

Dick Dangleboy—Ah, yes I have always understood that the professor wan an absent minded anan.—Burtiagton freePtess.

The KSITM K**"* HdlaitiM. Batcheller—Ned, how would you define a love lttterf

Benedict—A love leWer a thing that tea years afterward you gesoeaUy wish you hadn't written.—6on»arviil» Journal.

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TO A POTATO.

Thou white and soft perfection of thy kind! Thou feathery, powdery, dainty edible, Thy snowy, creamy substance, gustable, Delights the eye and sotiales the mind. What though a lowly ptaca tig thine to AntW

Mere side dish in she grand menu—yet styi ^Temptation meat each fluffy cmrice flu. And be Ctbe cook agreeing) pleasure lined. How fared the world before thy presence earner

Hov set a dinner for the genial group, So wont around my eager board to troop, Without thy laughing faoe and 'customed name*

Kay, hid me not to such resources stoop? Too belpleas I—too high and proud thy fame, ss, —Good Housekeeping.

A'GAME FOB TWO.

W Mr. and Mrs. Gibson Browne, although sincerely fond of each other, found era they had been many months married that there were various things about which they did not agree. C*"*"

Hundreds of other young married couples have made the same discovery, and although it surprised and shocked them they have been too wise to allow it to wreck the happiness of their married lives.

Mr, and Mrs. Browne were thus wise. They wasted no time in undignified and unprofitable wrangling over their differences of opinion, but neither of them yieided one jot or tittle to the other. They simply kept silence on all topics on which they should disagree.

Happily also for them their differences of opinion were in regard to tho minor things of life, and, although it is the "little foxes that destroy the vines," their little differences did not destroy their worldly happiness, each of them being blessed with abundant good nature in spite of the firmness of opinion that made them decline to yield one to the other.

Mrs. Gibson Browne was a high church Episcopalian, while Mr. Gibson Browne was inclined toward Unitarianism, but Mrs. Browne did not become a Unitarian, nor did Gibson renounce his faith and become an Episcopalian—and yet they were happy as married folks go.

Mrs. Browne was decidedly opposed to all operas in which there was a ballet, while Mr. Browne was fond of a ballet purely because of the artistic effect it gave to operatic scenes, and he went to the opera whenever he felt like doing so, and he did not annoy his wife by telling her anything about it.

And when Mrs. Gibson wished to do anything she felt it was perfectly proper for hor to, even though Gibson did not approve ojf it, she simply and quietly did it, and Gibson was none the wiser. There were times when Mr, and Mrs. Gibson Browne exemplified the old adage, "Silence is golden."

One morning at the breakfast table Mr. Browne said? "My dear, don't forget that the Van Horns give their party to-morrow night." "I remember it," replied Mrs. Browne without lifting her eyes from her plate. "What dress shall you wear?" "I am not going," replied Mrs. Browne calmly. "Not going?" Mr. Browne dropped his knife and fork in surprise. "No, I am not." "Why not?" "I have my reasons, Gibson. Rest assured that they are good ones. And I'd rather you didn't go either." "But I think I shall go, my dear." ?'Pd rather you wouldn't." "I don't see why I shouldn't go." "Let the fact that I den't wish you to suffice for this once."

For the first time in their married lives, Mr. and Mrs. Browne engaged in a heated discussion. Mrs. Browne firmly refused to give her reason for remaining at home, and as firmly insisted on Mr. Browne remaining with her. There was, in fact, a good deal of firmness on both sides..

Mrs. Browne did not resort to tears she never did. Mr. Browne did not rage and fume and use ungentlemanly language he never did but their voices grew harder and colder every moment, and as they rose from the table Mrs. Browne said decidedly: "You Bliall not go, Mr. Browne to which Mr. Browne replied with equal decision: "Indeed I shall go, Mrs. Browne."

But he went down town in a more uncomfortable frame of mind than he had ever experienced as a married man. Never before had he seen such a look of firmness on his wife's face, and he knew by this time that Mrs. Browne was a very determined woman. But he was doggedly determined to resist her opposition. He would go to the party. "I guess she'll hardly hide my dress suit," he said. "But hanged if I feel like putting it on and marching off before her very eyes. I'm afraid there'll be trouble if I do. But I shall go, all the same, if I—I know what IH dol Yes, sir Pll do it, and we'll have a big laugh over it afterward, although it Wouldn't be much of a laughing matter if Mrs. Browne knew

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intended doing

it But Pll do it, sure as guns!" And when Mr. Browne went home to tea the next evening there was tucked away in his vest pocket a little phial containing a colorless liquid he had just purchased at the druggist's. "She often puts a few drops of this in a glass of milk or of water, mid takes it when she can't sleep or when she has a toothache," he said, "and it never fails to send her right off to sleep. Now I'll manage to put a few drops of this in her tea to-night She always lies down for a little while after each meed, and shell be asleep before ten minutes to-night, and I can drees and be off without those keen eyes of her upon me, and without any disagreeable arguing of the mattes', for go 1 will.1*

Browse found it easy enough to "doetor" the glass of milk his wife always drank at the tea table, and according to her usual custom Mrs. Browne lay down on a aofe immediately after tea, and, as Barowae had predicted, she was »on fast asleep. "But hanged if Idont feel mean over it," said Browne as fee uat In his big easy chair looking at her and picking his teeth with the gold and pearl toothpick she had given him only three days before. "ft was taking a advantage of the little woman, hanged if it wasn't Wonder what shell say when she wakes and finds megone. Shell be mad enough, so doubt But it'll teach her that Tm not to be thwarted. Zt Isn't that I care much for thepartf- rm tired and sleepy enough to stay at home, but*

Hs arms went op over hia head, he yawned feazfuBy, and said to himself:

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shake off this drowsiness. Tve been losing too much sleep of late and" He yawned again and again. The paper he had taken up fell from hia hands, and his arms dropped listlessly at his

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clock on the mantel was striking 10 when Mrs. Browne yawned and opened her eyes to find herself lying fully dressed on the sofa in the dark. She rose slowly, groped her way unsteadily to the mantel in the darkness, found a match, lighted the gas and said to herself as she did so: "How queer my head feels! Just like it does after Tve taken an opiate. Mercy! if it isn't 10 o'clock! How could I have slept so long? And Gibson? I feel like a guilty wretch for doing it, but I was determined that he just should not go to that party, anl"—— "Louise!" vr "Why, Gibson!"

His voice sounded thick, and he had both fists thrust into his eyes and was rubbing them as he leaned back in his great easy chair. "What time is it, Louise?" "After 10, dear." "You've been asleep all the evening?" "Yes, have you?*' "I—I—guess so, and—why, it's time for the party!" "It's long past time. It would take you an hour to dress."

Browne sat for a moment staring blankly at his wifie. She had dropped suddenly into a chair and was staring as blankly at him. "See here, Louise." "See here, Gibson." "Did you dare to" "Did you dare to" "Give me an opiate?" "Give me an opiate?" "Yes, I did." "So did I."

For a full minute they stared at each other, and then both burst into a ringing laugh. "But don't you dare tell it to anybody, Gibson." "And don't you breathe a word of it, Louise." "I? Never fear.""I shall keep mum'enough about it."

Nevertheless I know all about it and so do you.—Zenas Dane in Yankee Blade.

.'When a Man Appears a Fool.

How foolish a man appears when he is arguing with a railroad company about something that cannot be helped. For instance he has purchased a ticket to, say, New York. He intends to travel at night comfortably in a lower berth on a Pullman palace sleeping car. He steps jauntily up to the window of the Pullman office and says, in an offhand way, "Give me a lower berth on the 7:15 for New York," as he lays down a five dollar bill. "Haven't a berth left, sir." "What?" It is impossible to describe the awful emphasds with which this monosyllable is thundered forth, but we have all heard it and know how it sounds.

Then follows a long tirade by the traveler, who cannot understand why some one is not to be turned out of the berth he has paid for to make room for the late comer why there are not more berths in a car why there are not more sleepers on the train, and, above all, why the imperturbable clerk in the ticket office does not hold a conference on the instant with the superintendent of the Pittsburg division of the railroad to "fix it so that he can get a berth." There are experiences of this kind for the clerks every day, especially during the busy season. This is the reason they are not disturbed each time the inevitable too-late man comes foaming up to the window. And then the too-late man who will not accept the inevitable always looks such a fool.—Pittsburg Bulletin.

An Academic Joke.

Census Enumerator—How many children have you? Lady—Two.

Enumerator—What is the age of the oldest? Lady—I have no oldest.

Enumerator—Well, of the youngest then? Lady—I have no youngest.

Enumerator—What then? Are they twins? Lady—No.

Enumerator—1 ask these questions officially and must have a correct answer. Lady—Before I was married I was a school-teacher, and I taught pupils that the superlative degree should not be used in comparing two things. I practice what I taught. My older child is 10 and my younger one 8.—Journal of Education.

Yaoclnation in China.

The Chinese, who reject scornfully nearly every application of western medical science, are, according to the governor of Hong Kong, firm believers in the advantage gained from vaccination and submit to the ordeal with a cheerfulness and philosophy which are characteristic of this wily oriental Protection by vaccination is especially required in Hong Kong, owing, as Sir William Dee Vceux points out, to the frequency with which smallpox is introduced by steamers coming firom all parts of the world and to its fatal prevalence when it has once obtained a footing.— London Tit-Biia.

Area of American Cities.

Beginning with the largest in size, the area of the country's chief cities is this: Chicago, 172+square miles Philadelphia, 129fc Washington, 72 St Louis, 8Si New Orleans, (50 San Franciaoo, 42i New York, 41 Boston, 87J-, Baltimore, 82 Brooklyn, 86f, and Cincinnati, S4.—Travtl«r vd Hotel Record.

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Mr. W.-My dear, I don't think you show sufficient veneration tor old sge. Yon will he' aa old. woman yourself one of three ft&ri.

Mrs. W.*~Ob, but it is such a «maothatt shall not be an old man.— tefcfcmthat MW York Herald.

BATS AND FALL OVERCOATS""

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TX30E TABUS.

j^AIL&OAD TQtS TABLX.

Standard time 10 minutes slower t»»^ city n»t

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Trains leave for the aorthwest at 7:is &15 m. Trains urive from northwest at U:1S and 7:06p1n. & AL.

Trains leave tor the south, mall and exnrwa &2S am Worth, mixed t:06 Arrive from the south. Worth mixed 10 so mail and express, 4:06 ra.

C. 4. K. I

Trains leave for the north at &20 arc 12:10 &20 and 11:10 m. Trains arrive from the north at &10 a 10:1) am 8:10 and 9:45 m.

BIO FOUR.

Trains leave for east at 1:10 a. m. &03a.m.: 1:02 p. m. S:48 p. m. Leave for the west 1:53 a. m. 10:09 a.m. 1:02 p. m. 7:8tp. m.

RAILWAY,

3 EXPRESS TRJUNS DAILY

FROM

EVANSVILLE, VINCENNE8, TERRE HAUTE and OAHV1LLT TO

CHICAGO

WHENCE DIRECT CONNECTION it made to all points EAST, WESTand NORTHWEST

All fsr Tloleti via CUctgo & Suttrn XlllMls B. & forratss, time tables and Information it. dstall, adcfrsM your nearsst Ticket Agent, WILLIAM HILL, Oen. Pass, and Tkt. Agt

CHICAGO. ILL.

R. A. CAMPBELL, Gen. Aflt.. Tem Hamp.

EXCURSION.

Excursion rates to Pari*, 111., everrday this week, account Edgar oo rnt* fair. Old Point Comfort, Va., and return, 121.50. Tickets good going September Qih and 61b, good returning until September 80ib.

Indianapolis and retnrn, $3 25. Tuesday, September 9th account Republican state convention

Half tare excursions to Kansas, Nebraska, Arkansas, Indian Territory, Texas, N*** Mexico, Colorado, Wyonstng, Utah, Idaho? Montana, Northwest lowa and Minnesota, and a number of Southern points, September 9th, 23rd, and October 14tb.

GOING XABT

No. 10 N.T. and Boston Express* 8... 1.10 a.m. No. 2 Indianapolis and Cleveland 8.03 a.m. No. 18 New YorkLlmlted P8CV 1.02 p. m. No. 8 Day Express and Mail 8.48 m. —eoiMowwr— No. 7 Southwestern Express ST..,. 163 a m. No. 9 Day Kxpres* and Mall 10.011 a m. No. 17 Southwestern Limited PSCV.. 1.0U p. m. No. 8Mattoon Express 7.38 p. m.

Tickets on sale at 710 Main street, Terre Haute house, and Sixth street «tepot. t. E. SOUTH,

General Ag«nt.

EXCURSION RATES.

SUMMER TOURS

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Bound trip tickets at low rates now on sale to the various pleasure ^nd health resorts of Iowa, Michigan, Wisconsin, Minnesota, Idaho, Monj 'ana, Colorado, Dakota, Yellow Stone National Park and Pacific coast: also to various points reached by the Lake lines from Chicago.. For

DESCRIPTIVE GUIDES

or information in detail apply at CM Wabash avenue or Union Depot Ticket Office. R. A. CAMPBELL,

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