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THE CHICAGO OF TODAY

A PICTORIAL INTRODUCTION GREAT CITY.

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fetyle being based by Architect Janney on #tbe fourteenth century Lombardie. The corner is rounded and supports a tower with a dome of colored glass, through which the sun sheds its rays into the spacious dining hall with magnificent effect. The great reception hall on the first floor, with its spacious old English fireplace, and the grand stairway are special features of the interior. The total cost of the building was $150,000.

CHICAGO OPERA HOUSK.

The native of Chicago who has been absent from his native heath for a decade would be apt, like the legendary Rip Van Winkle to rub bis eyes when bo struck the northwest corner of Clark and Washington streets. What the Hay market is to London •his spot was to Chicago. Hero stood the notorious Tivoli, the resort of broken-down actors, as well as of actresses in their prime of sports and of men around town, aud of strangers from the east and west, who, passing through the city, were anxious to see the place which had become notorious over a continent Here fortunes were nightly lost over the card table, drunken orgies were indulged in. and scenes were enacted which would not be permitted in this day and generation. But the Tivoli had its day, and the mutations of time saw its main floor •urned iuto a rendezvous for the member* of the open board of trade, and its upper

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The Plioenlx of the West—Twice It Rliei from Ashes—The Present Building Boom—Architecture that is a

Credit to Our Country.

[Special Correspondence.]

CHICAGO, Sept. 88.—The architectural development of Chicago is of comparatively roceut data. This, as a matter of fact, might go.without saying. A city which saw its first white settler little more than half a century ago, and which twice in that period has been swept by lire—on one occasion from center to circumference—could hardly b3 expected to favorably ccfrnpar^ with Philadelphia, New York or older cities in th? number or architectural beauty of its buildings. That it does so compare is but another of tin many evidences of the enterprise and spirit of development which characterizes her people. From an architectural point of view the great fire was both a good and »a bad thing for Chicago. It was a benefit in the fact that it cleared the ground of acres upon acres of shanties and Cookeries, which, but for the devouring element, might have continued to be eyesore to this day. But this had its drawbacks iu the fact that the necessities of business compelled such a hurried erection of buildings that no attention could lie paid either to design or substantiality. What the business community wanted in that trying time wa3 something to get into it cared not what, and hence hundreds of building.* went up without the architects being afforded a ghost of a chance to study or develops. Of late years, however, there has been a development of the substantial and beautiful in Chicago architecture, and-scores of what as late as '82 were vacant lots and mud ponds are occupied to-day by handsome and imposing structures, while others are rising from their foundations on every hand. As a prominent architect remarked to-day, "Give us five years more of the building boom which we have had sinca '82, and we will be able to show such a city of architectural beauty which, taking into consideration its age- will command the admiratiou of the world." And he was right,

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UNION LEAGUE.

Time works wonders. Here, at Jackson and Fourth avenue, right on the border qf: what less than a year ago was one of the worst of Chicago's hotbeds of vice, astately, handsome building I'as risen from the ground. It is the future home of the Union League of Chicago, an organization formed in 1879, as the Chicago branch of the Union League of America. It has hitherto had no home of its own, but has occupied apartments in the Honore building. Its new quarters front seventy feet on Jactson street and 100 feat on Fourth avenue. The. fronts are of brick and terra cotta, the

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portion nueu wan loiivm-rawt lawyers, usurers, Dogberry justice shops and temporary quarters for adveuturers. Last year a tvwnty years' lease of the ground expired. A syndicate of five people incorporated the Chicago Opera House fjmpany, with a capital of $850,000, and secured a lease of the ground for ninetyDine years at a ground rent of $25,000 per annum. Four large elevators run day and night for the accommodation of the occupants of the -1,500 office rooms upon the upper floors. The cost of the opera house, which occupies the center of the building, was $260,000. Its capacity is 2,250, and its interior is as handsome as that of any place of amusement in the country. Its name, however, is something of a misnomer inasmuch as it is a temple of dramatic airs rather than a temple of music. Keene opened it, Clara Morris followed, and a comedy company is now on the boards. The idea of being associated with the construction of a "theatre" was a little too much for iha refined sensibilities of the Puritanical members of the syndicate. They could stand e.n "opara house," which should scarcely over see op3i*a, but a theatre, never. Bo the little "Chicago opera house" was agreed upon by the lessees, as a concession to their tender consciences, arid although the lessees, painfully aware of thi incongruity of the title, have recently endoavored to secure a change to "theatre," the owners are obdurate, and "opera house" it will remaiu.

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KINSLEY'S RKSTAURANT.

This unique appearing structure on the north side of Adams street, directly opposite the entranae to the north wing of the postoffice, and which arrests the attention of even the most hurriei pedestrian, is th) future Delmoaico's of Chicago. Under its mahogany, in years to co:n many fey.' will b3 crossed, while the choicest of viands will be partaken of, and wine will flow like water. Here men of note, both of our own and foreign ccuatries, will be feted and dinad, and "Auld Lang Syne" will be sung around the. festive board by many a gathering which will pass into history. The building has been erected by H. M. Kinsley, a Chicago caterer, at a cost of $140,000, and has a frontage of 45 feet and a depth of 150. The exterior is of terra cobta complete, the type being Moresque, taken even in its smalhsi details from the Alhambra at Grenada. The undersides oi the handsome bay windows are covered with copper work en repousse, while tho transomj over the windows are filled wit!i stain 3d glass of unique design. Tne first and second floors are covered with Mans' Euglish tile, while those above are covered with concrete. The two elevators are inclosed with ornamental iron, electroplated in bronze. The first floor, decorated in Persian colorings and designs, is devoted to the ladies and gentlemen's business lunch room and tho sample rOom. On the second floor is the ladies and gentlemen's restaurant and gentlemen's cafe. Thj third is occupied by private dining and banqueting rooni3, while the grand banqueting hall and dining room, on the fourth floor, are each 48x60 feet, and 20 feet in height. The general rooms are finished in marble flooring and wainscoting, while the moro retired rooms are richly colored and finished. FE who knew Caterer Kinsley whoa, in the many years ago, be started tho little restaurant under the opera, ever dreamed that tho course of years would see him the Delmonico of tho west and th uwii^r of one of the palatial restaurants I th) New World.

PULLMAN BUILDING.

There are monuments and monuments. Some rise majestically over the remains of the dead, while others right in the center of our marts of trade and commerce perpetuate in their names the memories of those to whom they owe. their existence "Long John Wept orth," one of the pioneers of

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TERRE HAUTE, INDIANA, THURSDAY. OCTOBER 1. 1885. TWO PARTS: PART SECOND.

unicago, nas recently provided lor the erection of a $25,000 monument over the site of his last resting place. George W. Pullman, on the other hanJ, has, in his lifetime, erected a monument which is a credit to the city of his adoption and will prove a source of large financial revenue to those that he will leave behind him. This massive,'stately pile, on the southeast corner of Michigau avenue and Adams street, where its towering proportions can be sean miles out on the lake, and its beauties can be admired by the tens of thousands that daily enter the city by those great avenues of travel, the Michigan Central, Illinois Central and Baltimoro and Ohio,^ is a monument to a life of energy, industry, perseverance and success, which will last long into the centuries when perhaps the Pullman oars may be things of the past-* The building fronts 120 feet on Michigan avenue and 171 feet on Adams street. It is niue stories in height, and, although surrounded by many large structures, it looms uf» alx&e thorn all with a combination of dignity and grace. Tho style of architecture is a modification of the Norman round-arched Gothic, modernized and adapted to the peculiar purpose for which it was intended, the main object being to give it an expression of dignified elegance and simple massiveness. The upper floors are req£ed in suites to families and bachelors of means, and the entrance to to this portion is on Michigan avenue. But it is the grand Adams street entrance which arrests attention. The first story is of rock-faced granite laid up in large" blocks in a heavy buttressed manner at the base. This has the effect of giving an expression of great strength, while the color harmonizes with the red pressed brick used in the rest of the structure. A series of arcades on the Adams street facade support the superstructure, the heavy elliptic arches being on massive columns with carved capitals and molded octagon bases, with highly polished red granite shafts. 'A notable feature of the elevation is a large central arch that spans the entrance to tho court approaching the offices. This is 22 feet

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in diameter, and is supported on' large rectangular columns, with carved caps, moulded bases and polished red granitfe shafts. 'This arch is enriched in its sprandels with bold terra cotta carvings, and beautiful wrought iron gates prevent approach to the interior after sundown. The court extends from grade upwards, running back at right angles to a depth of 80 fest from Adams street and opening entirely to tho street. This court practically divides the elevation into two buildings, which, connected by tho massive archway, gives a unique and picturesque effect In the courtyard is located the grand staircase, while, surmounting the granite and encircling tho street front of the building is a heavy molded belt course or impost building, from which starts the brickwork of the superstructure. No stone is used above tho granite story. The street corner building is accentuated by a circular bay, carrying with it tho effect of a tower and conservatory up through the entire height from its massive granite ba*«, and is surmounted by an observatory.*

Who would have prophesied when George M. Pullman, then a young fellow of 25, was by hie work in a furniture shop at Albion, N. Y., was eupftortinsj his widowed mother and her two other children, that a quarter of a century later his name would be known throughout the world, and that th3 city of Chicago would contain a million do'tiar monument of his rise and progress. Veiily, time works wouJers.

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Editor oi tho Pall Mall «zntt«.

WILLIAM T. STSAD.

William T. Stead, the editor of The Pall Mall Gazette, is about 40 years of age, a slim, wiry, nervou3 man, with push and energy stamped up in his brow. Tho son of a Congregationalist minister, ho was born at Howden-on-Tyne, and at first floated on the world as junior clerk in a shipping effloe. As a boy be wa? passionately fond of reading, especially of history. When a young man he was offered and accepted a position on The Northern Echo, a daily paper published at Newcastle. AVhen John Morley accepted the editorship of The Pali Mall Gazette he chose Mr. Stead as his first lieutenant, and so faithfully and successfully did Mr. Stead •ulfill his duties that when Mr. Morley reigned the editorial chair the proprietor of The Gazette made Mr. Stead Mr. Morley's successor. This petition Mr. Stead has ever

auiue occupied. His revelations of the abominations practised by a portion of England's idle, aristocracy and overfed military establishraenr, under cover of the law, has proved &uch a national disgrace as to bringdown on his head tae enmity of the defenders of Britain's honor. His trial for the abduction of a girl from the custody of brutal parents has attractei attention over the whole world, and it is moro than likely that he will be punishei for breaking the law in order that good might result while those who committed the basest of crimes will go

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Where Henrv Ward Beecher Preached ,{ His First Sermon. [Special Correspondence.] fins i.

BATAVIA, O.} Sept. 23. Few persons pusfiug uu oid livery stable in this antiquated Ohio village would deem it worthy of notice only as a spot to get away from as speedily as possible. And yet this square wooden building was onei the First Presbyterian church, and those very rafters looked down on Henry Ward Beecher, when at the age of 22 he preached his maiden sermon in this place.

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WHERE BEECHKR FIRST PREACHED. In 1830 this building was erected, and in 1834 George Beecher, the highly gifted brother of Henry Ward, was chosen its pastor, anc^it was the opinion of many who knew the brothers that Georg^ had be lived, would have even surpassed his brother Henry, as a pulpit orator. While hunting, which was George's favorite sport, ho blew into his loaded gun, and it was discharged, killing him instantly. In 1835 Henry Ward, still pursuing his studies, paid a visitduring vacation to his brother George, who was then alive. Not feeling well one Sunday morning he requested Henry to take his place in the pulpit. To those who remember his bright boyish face, the' sweetness of his voice and the fervor and enthusiasm of his manner, that morning is looked back to as one of the brightest ftabbaths of their lives. It is said that he iLany times after* wards, while on visits to his brother, preached in this church, but never did his eloquence thrill hearers as did that first sermon in this building, fifty years,ago.

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p! Bill Nye to Lecture Abroad. [Boston Globe.] Though I have bean supplicated for some time by the people of England to come over there and thrill them with my eloquence, my thriller has been out of order lately, so that I did not dare venture abroad.

Having at last yielded to the entreaties of Great Britain, I have decided to make a professional farewell tour of England with my new and thrilling lecture entitled "Jerked Across the Jordan, or The Suddeu and Deserved Elevation of an American Citizen."

This lecture treats incidentally of the ease with which an American citizen may rise in the territories, when he has a string tied around his neck, with a few personal friends at the other end of the string. It also treats of the various styles of oratory peculiar to America, with specimens of American oratory that have been pressed and dried especially for this lecture. It is a good lecture, and the few straggling facts scattered along through it don't interfere with the lecture itself in any way.

I shall appear in costume during the leo* ture. At each lecture a different costume will be worn, and the costume worn at the previous lecture will be promptly returned to the owner.

Persons attending the lecture need not be identified. Polite American dude ushers- will go through the audience to keep the flies away from those who wish to sleep during the lecture.

Should the lecture be encpred at its close, It will be repeated only onca This encore business is being overdone lately, I think.

A Promising Boy.

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Jejpler (to new boy)—Did you sell any* thinjj while I was out, Johnny. New boy—Yes, air. I sold six plain gold rings."'Jeweler (very much pleased)—Good, my boy. We'll make a first-class jeweler ol ykm one of these days. You got the regular price, of course?

New boy—Oh, ye3, sir. The price was marked on the inside, 18c., an' the gentleman took all there was lafL sir."

„v Spurned the Gold. [New York Sua] The world will be glad of the Assurance that there are some men is the humblest walks of life who can't be bought with the r»ljnlr of gold. A Hoosier who lost his wife a few weeks ago was waited upon a few days after the funeral by a man who introduced himself as the agent of a Cincinnati medical college, and he went right to business by remarking: "Mr. Blank, neither of us has any time to fool away. Your wife is dead and buried. I want her body for the college. I could Snatch it any dark night, but that's not my wav. How much cash will buy the cadarerP'

"Dig her up at your own expanse?" "Yes." "How much'11 you giver* "Fifteen dollars." I vui "And je cofflnf "Oh, that's no use tome." '"Stranger," said the widower, skip or I'll shoot. If you think I'm fool enough to thro away a forty dollar coffin in these hard tunes you haven't si£ed me up k'rect. Let the old woman stay thar. She isn't cos tin' anything for board and lodgings, and there ain't a penny out for re-

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Oat of the Old VwRlta Alexander E. Sweet.]

In the rooms of the'Now York Historical societv there is a splendid mummy of an Egyptian priest standing up on end in one corner, whicn looks as bright and fresh as if he had only been pain to last week. His mummy is really not in sight. It is inside, however, it being wrapped up in hundreds of yards of linen, and then placod in a tightfitting wooden case, which retains the shape of the body. A face intended to represent the deceased is painted on tho outside, and is calculated to inspire the spectator with any feelings but solemn ones. If the deceased could see himself as others see him, he would certainly laugh, or perhaps get mad, for the face and general appearance is strongly suggestive of the Jack of Diamonds. I dare say he was a very good man in his day, and it is a shame that whoever put bim up should fix him for posterity in such an absurd manner. The entire outside of the mummy case is covered with small hieroglyphics, which the gentleman who showed me around said was a complete biography of the deceasad. My impression is, from some of the figures, that tho reverend gentleman was moro or less mixed up in a social scandal

But I expect you have heard enough about mummies, etc. Nobody pays much attention nowadays to ,the ancient. Egyptians. They can't vote.

An KngliNhinan Gets Posted. [San Francisco Post.]

A party of English tourists were "coming from the Yosemite last week, when one of them, who«had been dubbed the Interrogation point of the crowd, espied a pair of brogans sticking in the face of the bluff, toes down. Nudging the coach driver, who chanced to be old Bill McClenathan, he asked: "Ah, driver, I wondah, what the doose those boots are doing up theah?"

Old Bill scarcely glanced up as he replied: "That's a man buried up there, and the boys, wpjce in. such a hurry that they did not dig deep enough to gat his feet in." "Bah Jawve, that's very strange, ye knau I'll make a note of that But, lsay, driver, the toos point down. He must be buried on his face, d'ye kuau." "Y6s," said old Bill, musingly, "he was an Irishman." "But what's his being an Irishman got to do with his being buried face down," tos.ked the now thoroughly aroused Britisher.

Old Bill looked at him in a pitying man ner for some seconds, and then in a tone full of deep sorrow and astonishment at the tourist's ignorance said: "Well, do you see, we've got a sort of superstition out this way that on election day every dead Irishman gets out of his grave and votes, and so lately we've got to burying 'em on the top of the hill, face down, so that the more the corpse tries to dig out the deeper he gsts in the ground." "Oh, yes, I 'see," said the Englishman, gravely. "I'll make a note of that for my book."

A Craty Qnilter. ILife.]

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Mrs. Quilter—You may cut me off a sample and I'll see my dressmaker and send for what I nejd.

Infant Terror—Why, mamma, that's juso what you said in all the other store.?.

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Char'.'y. E-chan

A «tory is to'd of a New York woman who was asked to add her name to a subscription list for a charitable purpose. "I can not," was the reply "1 did all 1 could afford to do for charity during the winter. 1 went to the charity ball, the kirmcss. and attended a number of private theatrical entertainments given for benevnJence."

A ilck Man's Monkey-sinnej. IB ston Globa.l Perhaps you will laugh, and your readers, too, when you hear my queer reeipp for an upset stomach. Being troubled with it lately, I asked a friend for a remedy, who said: "Turn somersaults," which 1 did without delay, finding to my greaS surprise and delight

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A PIG IN A POKE,

Inexperienced Young Porker Gets fa Tight l'lace. .. [Virginia Chronicle. 1 Early on 'iuesday morning a voung porker weighing about ninety pouuds, in quest of sonioting to eat, followed his nose into an open spaca between the old Boston house and an adjoining dwelling on South streat. The space where he entereu was not more than five or six inches wide and gradually narrowed to about three inches in the rear of the housss. Here stood the objective point—a swill barrel filled with potato peelings, green com husks and other edibles tempting to the porcine palate— something really offal nice, as the girls say. The hungry pig went for the swill barrel— went as far as he could—but failed to reach it, for the convergement of the wulls of both houses left too narrow a space. It was a heroic and gallant pig, however, and he made deporate efforts to reach the prize. With snout uplifted and nostrils dilated by the delicious odor of fermenting fat, cabbage leaves and ooffoe grounds—with dorsal bristles erect as those of any other fretful porkupine—he lunged and plunged, and wheezed and squeez *d and snorted and cavorted—till he was wedged, jammed in so tightly that to move an inch backward or forward was aim ply impossible. Then the proud heart within that princely pig quailed. What previous pig had dared and done, that would be boldly tackle, but when it came to moving house3 from their foundations he flunked—he wasn't a contractor of that order. Meantime, however, he had contracted a headache, and in lieu of the snort defiant there welled out the squeal suppliant. Beginning like the far-off melody of the meadow lark, it roie quickly to par value with the oar-piercing, bowel-scraping shriek of a locomotive coming into town three-quarters of a second behind schedule time.

All the people living in that block were on hand, and each man submitted a pre scription. Several of thom were tried without in any degree tending to unconstipate the pig. He seemed proned to swell, like a poifonei pup. And still he squealed.

Word was sent to tho corporation house and Chief Pennison appealed with tho en"tiro effective force of the fire department. Pete Fitzgerald tried to poke the pi out with a hook and ladder pole, but the thing could not be done. The pig squealed, however. Bill Flaherty, who although a tough and silfewy lad, is as slim a3 a flounder, wedged himself in sideways until within reach of the animal's tail. The gallant fireman felt about, but the stupid pig, unconscious that ic was a friendly hand that was groping astern curled up his tail liko a corkscrew and kept it so. It took a threequarter inch rope and two stout men to pull Fireman Flaherty out of the hole. And still the pig squealed on!

An attempt was then made to pass a noose around his neck from the roof of one of the houses, which was accomplished, but whenever they tried to tighten the rope to draw the pig out the noose would Flip over hi* head. All attempts to dislodge hi in failing, the tired residents in the vicinity retired to "berl about midnight, but found it impossible to sleep. For the pig slept not—he still squealed—maJly, drearily—some people said damnably.

Early Wednesday morning the efforts to rescue the prisoner were renewed. Ho was growing gradually weakar, and must be dislodged before death ensued, as tho hot weather would soon entail putrefaction and a reduction of rents in the neighborhood. Two large property owners were sent for late in the afternoon, and they advised tho employment of a carpenter to cut a bole through one of the buildings opposite the pork vein, and stope him cut in that way.

Superintendent Sam Jones suggested a Burleigh drill and a giant powder cartridge, and a Skibbereen Afghan said: "1 don't think yez'll want the dlirill, sir, but the carthridge would do very well." For fear of injury to the houses the explosive idea was discarded.

Jake Steffen, the butcher, said he didn't think that pig would have any spare rifca about him when he got out of that scrape.

The prospect looked blue for the pig. The sun was going down, and there he was yet, lank with hunger and hoarse from squealing. At this juncture a stranger arrived on the ground who proved to be the man of the hour. Seizing a long scantling he went to the rear of the building and pushing it through the aperture forced the pig over backward, and by turning him over that way several times finally got it near enough to the entrance of the space to admit a man at that end, catching it by the leg and releasing it from its long imprisonment. As soon as his rescuer let go the pig ran grunting away in search of provender to fill up the largo vacancy made by the squeezing process he had been undergoing for nearly forty hours.

Where Progress is Slow. [Chicago Herald.]

"Smith, did you sje my wife go down this •treet?'

'Yes, shepassed abcut an hour ago." "Wonler what my chances are for over-* taking her." "Gcod. The sidewalk i3 just lined with show windows."

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Ragman Madame, shust dventy-fotir ponuds.' Bridget—Ye old scoundrel, it weighs over forty, for I weighed it me&lf.

Ragman B—lieve me, Madame, vouldn't sheat a child but my scales vill only vay dventy-four pounds.