Terre Haute Weekly Gazette, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 22 April 1886 — Page 9

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IN .^PARLIAMENT.

WHERE GLADSTONE MAKE HIS GREAT SPEECH FOR OLD IRELAND.

The House of Commons Is a Small Hall, and Hard to Get Into—Member* Wear Their Hats in Session.

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Next to the American civil war, the settlement of Ireland's troubles 4s the most important history that has been made in the last half of the Nineteenth century—if they are settled, that is to say. Every lover of civilization and progress is hoping that they may be, and that they may be decided as Ireland wants them to be.

Nothing is more remarkable than the change which has taken place, both in Great Britain and America, in the sentiment on the Irish question. Home rule for the unhappy island was an idea scouted with derision by all but a handful of dreainers and malcontents twenty years ago. "Solid" Americans and Englishmen alike ridiculed it

But flu Irish began to come over to America by the thousands. Shipload after shipload of tbcm, exiles from their native isle, landed at Castle Garden and scattered thence throughout the length and breadth of the republic.

Along with him he brought his love for the old country, the hapless mother land. He thrived and begot children by the half score. To every one of these he gave as a secret trust the love of Ireland and the remembrance of her wrongi These children in turn thrived. They got education and money in this free !a:id. They became lawyers, editors, congressmen, high officials and millionaires, and they multiplied. How they did multiply and increase! And every one of them to a man, and every daughter among the women cherished still the remembrance of old Ireland and her wrongs. Behold! Almost before anybody knew it there was a new Ireland in America—rich, united and strong. It became an element that no political aspirant dared ignore. Then at last the "solid" Americans themselves began to see that Ireland had wrongs and it suddenly became clear to the solidest that the Green Isle •ught to have her own sayso about her own affairs.

So the change came about. It came about the same way in Great Britain. The Irish elwpent, united under intelligent leadership, became too strong to be ignored.

GLADSTONE RISES TO SPEAK.

.3 Those who have followed English politics J- have watched Gladstone gradually growing to the occasion. Year by year the course of natural statesmanlike development has brought him to the lofty plane whence the other day he looked benignantly down on his fellow countrymeft and proposed home rule •i for Ireland. •i He is the most splendid figure in European statesmanship to-day. If be carry home rule for Ireland, he will be the grandest figure i' Europe in the Nineteenth century. Bismarck cemented a nation with blood and

iron, but Gladstone will have freed a people. by the divine arts of peace. It is better, lar better, to be Gladstone than Bismarck.

Undoubtedly the greatest day of the preii mier~s life will bj that on which he intreduced las bill for home rule for Ireland. They «ay there never was heard such cheering in the house of commons in all the centuries as when he arose to introduce his bill. It was so tremendous that it disconcerted him a little, and he paled before it when he first arose.

Very different is the English house of commons from our American house of representatives at Washington, and the difference i5 not in favor of the British organization either. For one thing, an English member lias no particular seat through the season. It is first come, first served. A member may preserve a seat to himself for one night by putting his card into a little brass receptacle at the back of a chair. He may also secure a f, squatter's claim by placing his hat upon a chair beforehand. This is called "hatting," and is very common. But it must be the ,5 hat which the member wears for the day consequently he is obliged to walk around bareheaded while his hat guards his seat

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GLADSTONE SPEAKING.

Our American congress begins its SSSSons at 18 noon, which is a very decent hour. The English parliament does not commence until 4, public business at 4:50.

The sessions are therefore prolonged tall far into the night. But this suits the late rgtir-

ing for which the English are so famous. Mr. Gladstone began speaking on his home rule measure at 4:35, and kept it up three hours.

Another feature ef the British house which an American will not like is the difficulty of getting into it. Strangers must be invited by a member, and have a ticket to show the police that line the doorways and corridors, before he con get inside. But there is only room for 200 in the strangers' gallery. There are often 1,000 applicants. Visitors' names must, therefore, be balloted for, and this must be done a week ahead of the proposed visit, so long is, the list of persons applying.

The present parliament house is upon the site of an old one which dated back to the time of Edward VI. The visitors' entrance •to both the lords and the commons is through a beautiful long marble gallery called St. Stephen's hall. The legal duration of one parliament is seven years. Members of both nousgs sit in session with their hats on. This

Is an old custom and a bad one.

UNDER THE SHEARS.,

The Hair Cotter at a Fashionable Hair I Dresser's. [Special Corrrfiiondensp.!

NEW YORK,

April

12.—The

cutting of wo-

menfc hair is a great industry in this city. All the feminine world wears bangs, an$ bangs must be cut once a month or eveiy six weeks. None but an expert can cut them, either. The woman who cuts her own bangs is as far behind the style as the boy whose mother cuts his hair. At the hair cutting establishments which have the name of leading the fashions a chance to be sheared is something to be grateful for. The fair applicants enter continually, pay tReir half dollar, secure their ticket and sit down to wait in the presence of the victim already in the cutter's hands.

One of the great hair dressing houses has & German cutter, who looks as though he kngw nothing, but when it comes to hair heltndfrs all things. He is elderly and bald but, strange to say, not the least garrulous. Silence is literally golden to him. He has no time to talk, cutting and dressing the hair of thirty subjects daily, day after day. His shears fairly fly over the fair damsels' heads, and he manipulates the curling tongs with a •kill and dexterity absolutely dazzling.

Just now the fashionable cut is in three layers, like three rows Of shingles, which in curled, then combed upward directly in the middle and brought down a little on each side. The whole effect is fluffy, almost to the point o! being bristling. Then, for thin necked women, the hair is but short at the back of the neck, curled and separated, to "till in"' back of the oars. This style is only adapted to women Atith small heads and slender necks. But being the fashion, women with necks like prize pumpkins will insist upon it, with a result too astonishing to be described.

The old German not only cuts hair with a I fkili that approximates inspiration, but lie dresses it exquisitely. Hi hands are like big, stubby cushions, but he twist* and brushes and pins and adjusts till every head he manipulates looks as modish as a wax fixure. Curiously enough, they all seem to absorb a little of his nationality by passing through his hands. Every soul'of them has, in spite of the fashionable coiffure, become a little bit of a Dutch woman. Twisting and coil-making are mere play for the old man, but tying a ribbon bow bothers him, and when he has tied it, it lacks the quality we call ease.

He thinks things, if he is silent He does his best to discharge eveiy expression from his face, but a close observer can read between the lines. He knows things well worth saying about the heads that he manipulates what has streaked the hair, or killed it, or broken it off. The ladies, conscious of guilt, in the matter of dyes and bleaches, do their best sometimes to throw him off the track but they can't He shuts his eyes up tighter, closes bis mouth firmer, and nothing replies. What is it to him what they do with their heads, dnywav? Scarcely one woman out of thirty has healthful, beautiful hair. Girls of 13 are gray oftert, their hair dead or dying, stubby and broken. The general decay of hair has given rise to hosts of "hair doctors'7 and "scalp surgeons," men and women, many of them the most ignorant quacks, who drive a lively business on the declining capillarv charms of women.

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EBBON OLIVER.

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Sam Jones wears a cutaway coat in the pulpit, but no cuffs. His watch chain shows, ina he

and ne looks like a well-to-do clerk or engineer. The lanky, cuffless wrists are very dramatic, however. When he lifts his arms in apostrophe or prayer, that stretch of bare wrists has its proper dramatic effect He is a man who is appealing to tbe people, and he does not wish to have any more starch about him than is necessary. Other men may tremble or flush with the message tbat is in them and is struggling for deliverance, but Sam Jones has a calm consciousness of power that would well become a power Yiiat was greater. »jy? ..

Tom Corwin's Ready Repartee. •©hn C. Calhoun once pointed to a drove of mules just from Ohio, and said to Corwin: "There go some of your constituents." "Yes," said Tom, gravely, "they are going down south to teach schoolLouisville CourierJournal

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A REMARKABLE WOMAN.

LOUISE MICHEL, TEACHER, POET, AND .REVOLUTIONIST*

Her Constancy of Purpose, Fearlessness, Generosity, Affectionate Disposition and Stoical Indifference to Physical Suffering. [Special Correspondence.

PARIS,

shown his satisfaction with his recent reelection for another term of seven years by pardoning a nnmber of political prisoners. Among them is the famous Louise MicheL I well remember the day she was arrested. It was in March, 18S3. .A workingmen's meet^ ing was held, or rather an attempt was. made to hold one, on the Esplanade des Invalides. But the police dispersed the gathering, disorder followed and the windows of some bakeries were broken and bread stolen. Louise Michel was the instigator of the meeting and was found in one of the bands that had forced its way into a bakery. In the following June she was sentenced as a thief to six years of prison, although no proof was produced that she had taken any bread or even that she had urged others to do so. Before an American jury she would probably have been acquitted, or at lftast would have received only a slight punishment for disturbing the peace. But at that moment there was great suffering and discontent among the working classes of Paris. The government feared that the good name of the republic might be jeopardized. Public opinion called for an example, and Louise Michel was sacrificed while the fair name of French justice was tarnished by an ineffaceable blot.

Louise Mjchel began life as a teacher in the public schools. At that time she was a fervent Catholic, and was the author of many religious poems pervaded by a spirit of deep tenderness and nobility of character.

A short time before her imprisonment she was invited to lecture at Versailles. A lot ofrowdies broke up the meeting and Louise Michel was forced to go alone from the hall to the railroad station followed by a jeering mob. She did not show the least fear on this occasion, but looked the threatening crowd calmly in the face, remarking, in a gentle tone: "I forgive them they dont know what they are doing. When our side gets into power these people who are now insulting me will lie the first to applaud me. I care nothing for these adults my aim is to convert children to my view. I address myself to the future. The present is rotten."

During the sufferings, caused by the siege of Paris in the autumn of 1S70, Victor Hugo was in the habit of giving money to a lady friend, who distributed it among the poor. One day she came to the poet and said that a certain woman vrhom she knew was in the greatest distress.' Victor Hugro handed over 100 francs. But he was astonished the next day to leam that -this woman was still in need of relief. "But what have you done with the 100 franois of yesterday?" he asked. "Oh, she gave them to the starving mothers with children," answered the almoner. "Well, here'is another 100." continued Victor Hugo "but I give them to you on the express understanding that your friend keeps them for herself." The lady hurried away with the money. "This is for you alone," she said as .she placed the louis d'ors in the poor woman's lap. "Is that the condition OD which they are given me?' asked the recipient "Yes," was th& reply. "Then you may take them back again," continued the former "thank Victor Hugo for me and tell him I appreciate bis good intentions." "Oh, no," answered the lady, somewhat embarrassted: "I will assume tbe responsibility thqn of letting you do what you like with the money. But I must say that you are very obstinate about it? This obstinate starrer was Louise Michel.

I pass over in silence that terrible period in her life, embracing the fall of the Commune, her arrest, transportation to New Caledonia and her return. Suffice it to say that throughout those hard years, which nearly destroyed her physical beauty and which unquestionably affected her brain, Ionise Michel displayed all those elevated qualities that have characterized her Paris existence during the past five or six years. Let us follow hei- to her cell. After the death, a year ago, of her mother, whom she loved so tenderly,

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TERRE HAUTE, INDIANA, THURSDAY. APRIL 22 1880. TWO PARTS: PART SECOND-

April 8.—President Gr£vy has

The Paris commune of 1871 and the sufferings of the poor won all her sympathies. Sh9 threw aside her school books and prayer books and thenceforth

devoted herself entirely to the cause of -the proletariat I have talked with Louis Michel in her humble home, I have heard her speak at public meetings, have followed her acts during her stormy career. While I do not share her wild enthusiasm, nor applaud her yiolent measures for the regeneration of society, I cannot help admiring her constancy of purpose, her fearlessness, her generosity and her affectionate disposition. A few anecdotes will illustrate these noble qualities of mind and heart

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the only bitter feature of *her imprisonment, Louise Michel became an inmate of the woman's prison of Saint Lazare, situated in the heart of the city.

The only solace of these long days of confinement was her pen. She has written.' during the last ten years, several books that will soon be printed. She also won the esteem of the officers of the prison and the affection of her unhappy fallow* sufferers. Whenever kind friends—and she had man}*, some of whom have a world-wide reputation—sent her delicacies, they were immediately distributed among the other uecupants of Saint Lazare. She was especially attentive the little children, wtfio, up to tbe age of three years, are allowed to remain with their unfortunate mothers. Nor does Louise Michel's' tenderness toward living creatures gtop with humanity. She has ',

always bad a great xonaness lor cats, and had several in her cell. But the kindly powers of her nature were best shown by the success that crowned her efforts to bring into friendly relations her own cats and the obtruding prison rats. It was a curious sight to see these timid little animals eating crumbs of bread on Louis9 Michel's table while the cats purred quietly in her lap.

Louise Michel is a pronounced free thinker, but that does not keep the prison chaplain, Abbe Duble, from speaking well of her. "She is very .generous," he said some time before her liberation "more than once she has shared her meals with her sisters in misery." She is jealously regardlflfc of her own interest. For instance, she twice re'fused offers of money from thoughtful friends outside of the prison walls. She would not be an object of charity.

Her stoical indifference to physical punishment had become a cause of real embarrassment t® he government Many a French­

man, be it said to their honor, blushed for the good name of the Republic when Louisa Michel was thrown into jail, and the Radical element of the Republican party has never ceased to demand her restoration to liberty. But the victim always treated her persecutors vi ith such scorn that they hesitated to approach her. Several months ago, when the ministry were actually on the point .of opening her door, Louise Michel sent them such a bold letter that their dignity checked their clemency. Her position, which was a strong cne, was this: lam unjustly imprisoned and cannot accept "pardon," and, furthermore, the state prisons contain others confined for political reasons, and for what I consider insufficient reasons there must be a general jail delivery of this class of convicts, or I must refuse to quit my cell. No exceptions must be made, and there must be nothing said about pardoning us. So when the officers* came the other day and informed

Louise Michel that the president had pardoned her and a half-dozen other Socialists, she absolutely refused to leave Saint Lazare, and sat down and wrote letters to this effect to both M. Gr£vy and the chief of police. The government was on the point of cutting a ridiculous figure. There was but one avenue of escape. The private secretary of the chief of police hurried to the prison and informed the Tartar that unles^ she departed immediately, and of her own accord, she would be put out by main force. And thus ended this discreditable affair,tin so far as the government is concerned.

As soon a& she was at liberty Louise Michel penned a half-dozen letters to as many dif' ferent newspapers, expressing her dissatisfaction at M. Gravy's clemency, and in conversation she blames severely those of her friends, and especially Henri Rqfhefort, who, by pressing her release, have brought about this "infamy that she is the victim of." She has spoken in public several times during the past week and is in such an irate state of mind that she announces her departure from France. "This country is dead," she exclaimed the other, night

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here any longer. I mean to go where open war is declared against the Socialists, to the dominion of the all-powerful czar, to the land where the revolutionists fight"

It is highly probable, therefore, that the world has not yet heard the last of Louise MicheL Her past sufferings and actions have given her a great notoriety. If she remain in Paris, sSe is sure to come to the front at tbe outbreak of any disorder, and to act an important part If she go to Russia, she will not only prove a source of grave trouble to the imperial government, but she may cause international difficulties that, if they do not produce serious consequences in the foreign affairs of France, rfiay precipitate a crisis at home, where the political situation is like tinder awaiting the spark.

THEODORM STANTON.

vV ,A Jn the Spring Time.

IT SHOULD BB. CAPITAL AND T.ABOR IK FULL SWING.

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.f».The Coming BonneJ.

Oh, sing tie genius and the skill Of milliners whose trade is "o me*

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The birds were shot, a year ago, To trim the Easter bonnet But now they put the things that grow

In market gardens on it

The vegetables and flowers and fruits, Tomato, radish, carrot. Banana or the bud, as suits

The lady who must wear it.

A turnip, on a curving brim, Will hold it in position A carrot be some lady's whim

To indicate omission

And onions, odorous and young, That aid the teara in falling, On moum'ng bonnets will I hung

To mark the grief appalling.

The hat or bonnet most complete, The envy of all wome Will be the one with biggest beet •,

Amid the garden trinunin\ —Columbus Dispatch.

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IN THE OREGON'S CABIN.

ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FEET BELOW THE OCEAN'S SURFACE.

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Among the Oregon's Treasures.

NEW YOBK,

April

13.—Mr.

Merritt, of the

wrecking company that has charge of the sunken Oregon, was seen at his dock, at Stapleton, Staten Island, where is kept the powerful machinery and peculiarly-built vessels requisite for this harzardous business. Mr. Merritt was not in the very best of humor in speaking of the Oregon. He wished he had never undertaken the job. In their business the risks are tremendous and the profits uncertain. It is based on the no cure, no pay principle. "Here we have had a force of some thirty odd men, besides a steamer and schooner, hovering over the' wreck for a month," continued Mr. Merritt, "and we have accomplished very' little. A New York newspaper, becoming impatient at our delay, engaged a single tug and a couple of divers to visit the wreck and make an immediate investigation. The reporters in charge of the expedition got so deathly seasick that they insisted on returning home. The tug itself was nearly swamped in the sea, and the expedition, which ended in a day, cost the-paper over $300.

That newspaper

has spoken less harshly of our work since.

A DIVER DESCENDING TO THE WRECK. The reason we cannot work while the sea is rough is this: Even when there is but an ocean swell the boats rise and fall as much as ten feet with every wave. Now, the diver's life depends on the signal or "life" line being kept taut, as it is by jerks on this line that he communicates his wishe? to those in the boat above so you can understand how impossible it would be to work with this boat bobbing up and down on the surface of the ocean at the rate of ten feet in ten seconds. Oh, yes. our men have been all over the decks of tbe Oregon. Their first business was to anchor buoys and set guide lines, so that the diver need not waste time in groping his way about the ship. You see, there is no north, south, east or west to guide him on the ocean's bOttx*n. He drops down on the vessel's desk precisely as a spider drops from the ceiling. He fastens his line there, and, like a spider, continues to lay lines that will guide him oq his return. The greatest obstacle in tho way of the diver's work is the tremendous air pressure required, which is over sixty pounds to the square inch. The air pumps are driven by steam power, which is something exceptional in diving work." Mr. Merritt being called away, left us with one of the divers who has been down among the Oregon's treasures He was a short, broad-shouldered man with a deep chest, bronzed face, keen, deepiy-set eyes and square jaws. He was inclined to be reticent, but willingly donned the great copper helmet and divihg armor with its leaden-soled shoes to enable the artist to make the sketches presented Herewith. After considerable questioning he described his visit to Mrs. Morgan's stateroom, in which he expected to find a sac-hei of dfcinionds but was disappointed

IN MRS. MORGANS CABIN.

He said that in groping for loose packages of any kind they searched the ceiling and not the floors of the cabins, as the great majority of articles were lighter than the water at that depth.. He believed that a great many valuable packages would be found pressed against the ceiling of the saloon, but it being so high he had not yet been able to devise a way of reaching them. "I'm rigged to go down and not float up 'gin the ceiling of a cabin," he said. Later Mr. Merritt said: "Yes, there is reported to be $1,000,000 wdrth of property inside the Oregon, onehglt' of which is in the shape of personal baggage. One man claims to have $800,000 in securities in one of the mail bogs. The cargo is after all the safest object for us to work for. On its recovery our pay is based on salvage with personal baggage and mail we trust to the generosity of the owner, which seldom pans out richly. We receive no pay froih the steamship company. The orders to our divers though are to first examine the hole in the Oregon's side to see if her plates are bent inward or out"

S. H. HORQAN.

How Congressmen Vote.

There are some men in congress whose distinction aoparentlv depends upon the man­

ner in which they record their votes. Senator Pugh's "No" sounds like the "Naw" of an infuriated Bowery'ehampion who has been disturbed in his slumbers. Representative Strait, of Minnesota, utters bis "No" as if it were a volley of hot shot intended for the enemy, and as for Judge Symea, oi' Colorado, he won't answer at all if the clerk who calls the roll commits the blunder of saving "Sims." The most graceful "Aye" is uttei ed by Timothy Campbell, but then he pronounces it

Oi. As for old "Joe" Brown, he never votes without washing his hands with invisible soap in imperceptible water, as if to disclaim any responsibility in the matter. Senator Edmunds' vote sounds like a silent pro test against the wickedness of this world ""4 grateful acknowledgment of the fact that he is not like other men. Senator Teller, riio has much in his manner of speaking to i»mind one of the Methodist exhorter, utters bis "No" as if he were proclaiming the doom of the Scarlet Lady of Baby.lon. -N. York Tribune.

MARTIN IRONS,

Tlie I.eader of the Strikers on the ionld Hailroads.

MARTIN IRONS.

The chairman of the executive commfttee of the Knights of Labor, district No. 101,

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Martin Irons, of St Louis. He it was who precipitated the strike on the Missouri Pacific railroad by ordering the members of the Knights of Labor employed on the Gould system to quit work until their grievances were heeded. Mr. Irons is a Scotchman, stubborn,' aggressive and self-reliant In this respect he is said to resemble jio man more than his antagonist, Vice-President and General Manager Hoxie, of the Missouri Pacific. It is a contest in which the leaders are well matched. If the sup}ort on both sides were also equally balance t.uere would be a chance of victory renting with the right,

One of the results of the prominence given to Mr. Irons by this strike is a flood of telegrams and correspondence which pours in* upon him every day. The majority of these letters bring encouragement, advice and substantial support The autograph fiend is also hounding him. He has received a request with an accompanying check of $50 for a five-page article from one of the magazines. Through his present notoriety he has also received a letter from a sister who has •been seeking him for twenty years. His mother, it appears, died in New Orleans after the war leaving considerable property.

They advertised in every way for Martin in order that he should receive his share of the estate, but were never able to find him until

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One Town the Darkey's Skipped* I, was chatting recently with IL C. Pal* sons of Natural Bridge, Va., about the colored men in the south, when he said to met "You know how the darkeys all flocked to the villages and cities at the close of the war. They seemed to thiilk that all they had to do was to get to a city, in order to be sumptuously taken care of. I knew of one place where the people managed to get rid of them through the wit of an old storekeeper. The darkeys had swarmed around his town until it wasn't safe for a chicken to fce out in the day time or on a roost at night. One night five or six of the colored men at the instance of this long headed old storekeeper were quietly taken in custody and put away where they could not communicate with their fellows. There was some little stir over their disappearance and the next day the old man sent for five or six of the leading ctflored me li. He took them out under aback piazza and said to them that he had a matter of stu-

I found an enormous man,

pendous moment to relate to them. He toli them that the disappearance of several of their number, coupled with a vision which had'appealed to him the night before had troubled him greatly. 'I was aroused from my sleep by a noise as of some one calling,' he explained to them, while their eyes and mouths hung open as he proceeded. 'I went out into the street and found an« enormous man on a horse larger than any I ever saw. He said to me that he wanted a drink of water, and asked-me to bring him a pail fulL I brought the bucket from the well, and he took it up and emptied it Jjt one drink. It went down with a sissing sound. He asked for another drink, and I got it for him. He wanted another, and before I got it I mustered up courage to a?k him his name. He said he was the devil. I asked him if he had been around long, and he said for twentyfour hours. I asked him what he lived on, and he said nigger hams. Then he rode off in a smell of brimstone. The second day after this revelation there were not above twenty darkeys in the place. They had all gone back to the plantations or skipped to other places."—New York Tribune.