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

ATLANTIC CITY SIGHTS.

PICTURES TAKEN ON THE SPOT OF FAIR BATHERS AND OTHERS. 1 4

Philadelphia's Coney Inland Bathing Coitnmei that Never Get Wet —In the Sands Under Red Umbrellas—The Board

Walk—The Sandbox.

ATLANTIC CITY, July 18.—Philadeipma appears to understand solid comfort better f.h#n New York doe*. The nearer her vioinity one approaches the cheaper £nd more comfortable the necessities of life becomes There is more free-hoartedness apparently, and people with wares to sell do not seem ho much of razor-faced sharpers whose aim is to get the last cent out of you and give as little as possible in return. You get more free than elsewhere.

This generous, hospitable disposition is shown even in Philadelphia's watering place, Atlantic City. It is a place that has shoved ahead tremendously. Twenty-five years ago only duck hunters and fishermen knew what p, paradise of a spot it was. Now it has a permanent population of 10,000. It is noted, they say, for mosquitoes and girls with red hair and freckles. But the mosquitoes .one can defend himself against, and the redhaired girls with freckles he does not want to be protected from.

Atlantic City is situated upon a long, narrow, sandy island upon the New Jersey coast. The island is called Absecom beach, and Atlantic City is sixty miles southeast of Philadelphia Several railroads pass through the place. There is a lighthouse, called Absecom light, llpon the north end of the island, which is not, however, called an island at all, but a beach. Atlantic City is an all the year around resort, and hundreds of thousands of people come here.

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A rammer resort is supposed to be where' people go to rest and recuperate. How they do it at Atlantic City you will- see by the' picture. The "board walk," as it is called, is a raised plank promenade that runs alobg and above the beach from one end of Atlantic City to the other. It is nearly three mile3 long, is fifteen feet wide, and is crowded with humanity from morning till night. Sometimes the footsteps of 230,000 persons patter upon its boards of a single evening. The crowd are as hot, as elbowed, and jammed and tired as if it was a continual Coney Island Sunday exclusion. Yet they like it, for it iachange, ancl change isabout the only rest worth having.

Atlantic City is the Coney Island of Philadelphia, they say, exoept that it is not so expensive. Here are booths, stands, steam calliopes, merry-go-rounds and catch-penny shows inconceivable. Photographers wfll give you your picture by instantaneous process. When they see a couple that look spooney, the sly dojjs murmur confidently, "Your photographs taken together, twentyfive cents." The beat often takes. It is whispered that the spooney couples are sometimes married couples, and not married to each other, either, and that these twentyfive cent photographs, "taken together," have figured as dumb witnesses in divorce cases be ore now. But that is neither here nor there.

THE BATHERS

The visit or* at Atlantic City are not so conventional as at the resorts farther north. The nearer the cold north one gets the more prudish surf bathers and others become. In Atlantic City fair girlB promenade for hours upon the beach in bathing costumes. They look as trim and neat as pretty girls well can in the sensational bathing costumes they adopt. Brightly contrasted blue and white are the favorite colors. Black stockings, often of silk, reach up to the close fitting trousers at the knee. All the women affect black hose for bathing this summer. A little white canvas bathing slipper strapped or tied fast, completes the costume downward. The girls tie fancy handkerchiefs over oilskin caps to keep their hair dry, and they have some kind of scarf tied in a sailor knot under abroad collar at the neck.

The beautiful wretches wear corsets with these fancy bathing suits, and squeeze themselves up and strap themselves down like veritable fat French women. Corsets are offered with the hired bathing suits regularly now. After bathing hours the clothes lines in the vicinity of the women's dressing rooms show a string of wet, bent, discolored tad hideous looking corsets that are enough to make any one with aesthetic instincts judder.

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that It is only the proper thing for women and girls to wear corsets into the rurf. A strange thing, this devotion of women to her corset. Yon may break you may shatter her, you may pound her into a jilly and drive her through fire and brimstone and •hoot her through a twi-inch plank, but she will cling to her oorset still. The stiff, steel ribs and bones destroy freedom of muscle in the water and hopelessly hinder a woman from learning to swim, and she knows it, but yet she hangs to that pair of stays like grim death. Nothing will separata her from it. Therefore long live the eurset and the woman who pants and writhes lnstdb of it while she goes in surf bathing. *1

After bathing, the spooney douples and flirting oouplep dig in the sand and sun themselves. They plant a huge umbrella down deep into the ground and hide their heads under it, leaving the rest of their bodies in the sunshine. They lay their heads together under the red umbrella, and so remain for hours. But what they say and do„ there is mostly unknown to the

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IN THS SANDS.

The pretty girls promenade the sands in their ravishing bathing costumes, and get their photographs taken in them. But when it comes to going into the surf, some of them slip off to the dressing rooms and hire a cheap bathing suit, aud wear that in the water. The splendors of the other are for the sands, and not to be dimmed by contact with the salt sea. It is a good idea.

A favorite spot for the girls is the "sand box." Here they come in groups and gangs to lounge under red umbrellas from morning till noon, before and after bathing hours. Here much spooning is done. The sand box is a- long wooden framework, a sort of pier, filled with sand.

Ladies go crabbing, too, at Atlantic City. The favorite spot is an inlet five miles away. They drive along the beach to the place. All along the coast here the sand is hard, firm and smooth as a floor, making at low tide an unequaled drive.

Atlantic City contains nine churches and ISO drinking saloons. A writer says that the women support the churches and the men support the saloons. There are, besides, nearly 700 boarding touses and hotels, mostly well filled. SAHAH KING.

THE COWBOY EVANGELIST

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Was Onee a Maverick, but Claims to be Branded. The great southwest does not mean to be outdone by any other portion of this great continent, learning of the success of the Rev. Sam Jones, and the sensation he was creating east of the Mississippi, they have taken up what they claim to be an equal prodigy in the person of S. W. Wesley, who as an evangelist can "whoop her up with any of them."

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was born," said the evangelist, in a reported interview, communicating the startling secret with much impressiveness, "I was born in Missouri, but when I was a 3-year-ole I riz to the enormity of the fact an' went to Texas. One dark night I saddled a gray filly an' rode out info Texas. Yes, sir, it was my third birthday. I brought up on the frontier, an' until a year ago was a cowboy. Every one knew me. I was branded all over with the devil's irons yes, sir. One day a year ago, things ben? corpse-like on the frontier, I dropped over into Anderson county, jest to get a swaller of civilization. I had several, so to speak. Happened into meeting one night, and there was Ma j. Penn, an evangelist, firin' red-hot Bible into the crowd Before that I'd been a sort o' Maverick, knockin' around without no owner but that night the Lord jest lassoed me, branded me, an' says, 'Now you caper on my ranoh,' an' I've been adoin' the very same. Why, a year ago I didn't know Matthew from Mordecai, but I've sorted things out If any man can- jump a quotashun from the Bible that I don't know why I'll— Fll .swaller my hat or eat him blood-raw, jest as he likes."

Mr. Wesley is in real earnest in prosecuting his present mission. He recently visited some of the northern states for the purpose of raising money to buy and repair a church building in Caddo, Tex In this he has been successful He is the son of an Illinois river steamboat captain, and claims to be a descendant of the great John Wesley. His progress in the church has been rapid He was converted in April, 1885, licensed to preach by the Baptist church in July of that year and ordainecl in April of this year, since which he has been constantly preaching.

A Dark Conspiracy Afoot.

El Nacional, of the City of Mexico, is quite sure that there is a dark conspiracy afoot in this country, first to Americanize and then to swallow up Mexico.

PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE.

PORTRAIT AND SKETCH OF THE VP CHIEF SOUTHERN POET.

Ells FoW$»BMftiHed Cottage Amotag the Sweet Smelling Georgia Pines»His Picturesquely Adorned Study The

Poet and His Books.

A feeling of regret and sadness filled the hearts of those who read recently that Paul H. Hayne, the southern poet, had been suddenly attacked with blood clot on the brain and died next day. Mr. Hayne has long been almost an invalid. He has had slight hemorrhages from the lungs for years. It is only the watchful care of a lovely and loving wife that has kept him able to do any literary work at all.

The whole country will share in the regret at the announcement of Mr. Hayne's death. Gradually he was becoming more and more favorably known as a poet, and his literary contributions were more and more frequent in the best periodicals of the country.

Paul Hayne's history is rather romantic. He comes of a South Carolina family of long desoent His uncle it Was, CoL Robert Y. Hayne, who had the memorable controversy with Daniel Webster in the United States senate on the occasion when "Black Dan" passed his celebrated encomium on Massachusetts and said: "There she stands, lookatherl" 4

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Bat he did not have so bad a life of it at first He was born in Charleston in 1830. 'His family was well-to-do and he enjoyed all the advantages of wealth and a choice society.

At the time Hayne passed his young manhood there, Charleston was also the center of a literary life which has never since been equaled. It was .the home of John C. Calhoun, of Gilmore Sims and of Legare. From the*eJ3aya**ta»w incitements 4o his young ambition. A good-looking, gallant youth he was, slight and graceful, with piercing black eyes and a clear, dark complexion, whose freshness he retained at the age of 56.

He studied law and was admitted to the bar. He never practiced his profession. Probably in those days he was too busy inditing Sonnets to his lady's eyebrow'1 to look after clients. He was married at 22 to his devoted, sunny wife.

He was and is still an ultra-southerner. When the war broke out he entered the Confederate army as a member of G?n. Pickens* staff. His health had never been robust, and the exposures of a soldier's life did not help it any., After that, troubles came thick and fast. His mother had been wealthy "befo' de wah." That swept away all. Haynes' future was not promising. He was too much of a poet to enter on a business or professional career and recoup himself from his losses., &i-fci,vA -.tV-'

COPSE HILL, HAYNE'S HOME.

Under the circumstances, he certainly did the wisest, wholesomest thing. He retired to the lands known as the "Pino Barrens," sixteen miles from Augusta, Ga. In the midst of the oak and pine trees he built a cottage of four rooms, and lived there and wrote poetry. He is a lover of nature, and, like Bryant, the poet of nature. But he had printed verses long bafore this, in his youth. His first volume was published in Boston, when he was 85 years old. Before the war he had printed three volumes. During the years following 1860 he published his most famous poems. Stirred in all the depths of his soul, he wrote war lyrics. "Beyond the Potomac" was the one most widely circulated He has issued two volumes since living in the lonely, sweet-smelling woods at Copse Hill.

THE POET'S LIBRARY.

"Legends and Lyrics," which appeared in 1872, is considered the best collection of his works He is undoubtedly the chief living southern poet, His styler is characterized both by strength aod daintiness of expres

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sion. tie ought to nave lived many years yet, and done his best work still. The family at Copse Hill consists of threefather, mother and son. William, the pretty boy of a few yearr ago, is now a grown man. They have never been anything but poor, yet they are very happy. The way sweet Mrs. Hayne decorated her husband's study partakes of the heroic. "She patiently cut picture after picture from magazines, from illustrated papers, anywhere she could find them, and pasted them upon the pine wood wall till it was all covered. There is infinite variety in this pretty and pathetic monument of a wife's love. A copy of an old church painting of Christ hangs not far from a picture of a horse race.

Mrs. Hayne also, with her own hands, up holstered the chair in which the ooet sits among his books. She even made die home ease, which was originally a number of pine boxes.

Mr. Haynes' poems are admired and ap predated on both sides of the Atlantic

CHIEF GALL,

Who Commanded the Indians at the Custer Massacre. Our soldiers from both north and south meet of late on the anniversary of a battle, and reunite in good feeling on a field where years before they were endeavoring to fight one another to death. It is the manly and soldierly thing to bury old animosities on the scene of their culmination. How much more magnanimous was the burial of the hatchet on the part of our soldiers and their savage antagonists on the recent occasion of the tenth anniversary of the Custer mqssaQre.

The great Sioux Chief Gall, who commanded the Indians on that ter-^ rible day, was vited by the few-, survivors of that T*. fight and members of the garrisons in the. neighboring posts to go over the field with them and describe the manner in which Custer's command was annihilated. With dignity and emotion, aided by an unerring memory, the brave warrior depicted the scene as if it were but yesterday. He saidj We saw soldiers early in the morning crossing the divide. When Reno and Custer separated we watched them until they caine down into the valley. The cry was raised that the white soldiers were eoming, and orders were given for the village to move. Reno swept down so rapidly upon the upper end that the Indians were forced to fight Sitting Bull and I ^ere at tha.-£oint where Reno attacked. Sitting Bull Wag the big medicine man. The women and children were hastily moved down the stream where the Cheyennea were encamped. The Sioux attacked Reno and the Cheyennes Custer, and then all became mixed up. When Reno made his attack at the upper end he killed my two squaws and three children, which made my heart bad. I then fought with hatchet (meaning that he mutilated the soldiers.)

From other portions of his graphic description of the fight one of the chief causes of Custer's disaster is determined. He says that some of the horses stood on their heads from fright at the Indians yelling and shaking varl-colored blankets at them. The soldiers then abandoned their horses to fight on foot, leaving the horses in charge of a few men. These were soon dispatched by the Indians, and the already frightened horses stampeded, carrying in their saddles the reserve ammunition on which the soldiers depended. The wiley redmen knew all this, and drew the fire from the white soldier until his ammunition was exhausted, when they closed right in and killed them with hatchets. This account of the disaster is born out by the known fact that most of the Seventh cavalry had, just previous to the battle, been remounted on fiery young Kentucky horses, untrained to the yells and excitement of Indian fighting.

Gall, however, pays a high tribute to the bravery of Custer's command. "The Indians," he said, "were in couple* behind and in front of Custer as he moved up the ridge, and were as many as the grass on the plains. The first two companies (Keogh's and Calhoun's) dismounted and fought on foot. They never broke, but retired step by step until forced back to the ridga, upon which all finally died. They were shot down in line where they stood. Keogh's company rallied and were all killed in a bunch. (This statement seems borne out by the facts, as thirty-eight bodies of Keogh's troopers were found piled in a heap.) "The soldiers fought desperately and never surrendered. They fought standing along in line on the right As fast as the men fell the horses were herded and driven toward the squaws and old men, who gathered them up. When Reno attempted to find Custer by throwing out a skirmish line, Custer and all who were with him were dead. When the skirmishers reached a high point overlooking Custer's field, the Indians Were galloping around and over the wounded, dying and dead. p6pping bullets and arrows into them. Forty-three Indians were killed that day, but many more died subsequently from wounds."

Gall has with his own hand killed many soldiers and settlers in the twenty years that he was on the warpath prior to 1876. At one time a party of soldiers overtook him on the prairie, near Fort Sully, D. T. They shot Mm a half dozen times through the body, and to make sure that he was a dead Indian, they bayoneted him several times through the chest, but he lived to retaliate on the Little Big Horn battlefield

Gall is a magnificent specimen of Indiai humanity. He is full six feet in height^ with an immense chest and lithe, active body. He, like Sitting Bull and the majoi part of his tribe, are now sincere Christians, and that they are proud of their religion is evidenced by the cross which they wear. Though a born leader, Gall has become one of the meekest of followers.

Evangelist Moody objects to church fairs where "any girl can be kissed for twentyfive cents." He is right to object. Twentyfive cents is too confounded cheap.—New Or* leans Picayune.

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PORTSMOUTH, N. H.

AN ATTRACTIVE SPOT FOR SUMMER TOURISTS.

Founded In 1608—Its Early Exclusiveness and Present Conservative. Ap-' pearance—Its Bulns and Kelics—Excellent Harbor and Costly Navy Yard.

Of all the quaint and picturesque t^wns which mark the sites chosen by the early settlers of America, one of the most ancient and conservative in appearance is certainly Portsmouth, N. H. Situated as it is, in an arohipelsgo of hilly islands, it might have become one of the leading ports of entry but for the tremendou* fogs, which have thrown a wet blanket on it ada commercial port It certainly got an early enoug 1 start, for it was settled in 1623, and no town on the coast possessed greater natural advantages for a settlement The numerous islands and surrounding country are fertile, while the waters of the innumerable creeks and inlets, worming their way inland frpm the sea, were alive with fish.

SPIffiET IN ROOM OF WENTWORTH HOUSE. One of the earliest of the blue biood settlers was William Wentworlh, a baronet. In 1639 be, wi others, sitjned a "combiner tion for a government at Exeter, N. H.," and from that timo until the revolution he or his direct desoandauts held the political lines of the colony. For being too active politically one of the mombers of the fair.ily was beheaded for treason during George Ill's reign. A portion of the'old Wentworth mansion still stands, and it was here that Governor Wentworth and Martha Hilton (immortalizjd by Longfellow in his "L idy

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worth") were married. The parlor in which the ceremony took place remains unaltered. Most of the original pieces of furniture are yet In their places. In an interior room, appurtenanced as a private'arsenal, still hang the massive flintlock blunderbusses and other weapons of early warfare. From here a door opens the. governor's council cham"ber: The walls of this famous apartment are covered with colonial bric-a-brac, including the ancistral warming pan. Adjoining this apartment.is the billiard and music room, in which is the old-fashioned piano, or spinet as it was then called. •St Safe-*)

Thisv old mance of the Wenttf&tbs mtist be standing, or at least a portion of it, for a century and a half. An earlier settlement, though, than Portsmouth was made about nine miles from here on the Isle of Shoals. It was there that Capt. John Smith first set foot in making his early explorations, and the little seagirt neighborhood, treeless and almost verdureles^ holds, many traces of that ambitious man, besides the odd little monument erec od there to his memory. Strange as it may seem, this bleak group of islands, soon after its discovery, became rapidly peopled, and it is affirmed that 500 inhabitants onca had existence there. If oae can take record from the shapes resembling graves, rudely marked by the rough island stones, the statement ban't seem erroneous, but it appears in a different light when we wonder where the 500 found foothold at one and the same time, when now there seems scant soil for their graves.

The old stone church, erected In 1701, ia foe of the most appropriate monuments of the past It contiins records of all the early land grants, the census, eta, besides mention of the struggle to convert and educate the Indians, the perils of the colonial wars, and other facts that seem to us of this age as legendary as our fairy storiei At the breaking out of the revolution the inhabitants fled to the mainland for protection, and but few of the families ever returned to make the islands their place of abode.

THE OLD BLOCK HOUSE.

On the movement of the settlement farther from the sea the people prepared to protect themselves from both encroachments of the Indians and from foreign invaders, so that the defensive institutions of early Portsmouth were both numerous and ample, and many old earthworks yet remain. These, however, are less attractive than the old stone and mortar ones—Mc Clary and Constitution. Mcdary tops a jutty prominence of Kittery point, and dates back 900 fication is prevented.

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preservation in 1845—is a point ot no HgM interest. It was a model of protection in its day, built with a projecting upp^r story with loopholes arranged so that the garrison could fire down on the enemy in case of am attack, but now merely an aesthetic finiek for the modern fort at its base.

Portsmouth possesses, beside all this, th» oldest newspaper in the United States, called The New Hampshire Gazette, established is 1756. Its excellent harbor was early re cogn's?d, on account of the neighboring timber, as a site for ship building. In 1690 the Falkland, fifty-four guns, was ordered built here by the British government The Ranger, eighteen guns, Capt Paul Jones, was aba built here, under an order from the Continental congress. Eveit now it possesses a floating balance dry dock that cost our government about $1,000,000.

All told, there are few places oh the continent that contain so many relics or subjects for reminiscences, nor is mors worthy ci Visit by the summer tourist

For Governor of Maine.

In Maine, where a Republican nomination for governor has long been equivalent to am election, the lucky candidate this summer im Hon. Joseph R. Bod well, of HallowelL His career is a singularly interesting one, being that of the old fashioned, typical, American, Ben Franklin ssrt of boy, who, by industry and application, rose from a hun* ble position to emine'-c».

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He learned shoe making evenings, while fes fs was going to school in the daytime. He had, besides his quarry interests, a fine farm, is kqown as a large importer of bl stock. He is one Of Maine's most subeten-

tial and respected citizens. Remembering-1 his own poverty and humble beginnings, he I takes great interest in public schools and im I the cause of temperance.

He has twice represented his fello w-citizeav in the lower house of the Maine legislator^ has twice been mayor of Ha lowell, and a delegate-at-large to the Republican con^mventions at Chicago in 1880 and 1884

GOELET CUP'

says that the genius of the wind, with his army of elfin sprites, is sporting with the Nereid of the sea, while dolphins and Bear weed mingle in the flow of water, giving spiral form to the vase, etc.

The other side of the vase bears the inscription "Goelet Cup, .1886." The water trickles over that, too. The race will occur in the early part of August and will be from Newport, over a triangular course of fortyfive miles, to the starting point

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He was bora in 1818 in what is now part v~ of Lawrence, Mass. In those days tbey

called it by the old fashioned name of Metbuen. j. His father was so poor that the boy to live with an uncle. The probable gOT" i-t„*{ ernor of Maine has been farm-laborer, sho» maker, farmer, .teams'.er. quarry man granite works proprietor. The latter^ he still1 is on a very large scala He it was who opened up the granite quarries of Maine, thus giving his fellow citizens new industry. He began to work the quar-^v ries at Fo4 Haven. in lfcq2. So small nt| the beginning that heAised to haul the granifts out himself with one yoke of oxen.

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The Ooelet Cup. y.

This is a cup which offered to the fleetest yacht that sails, of any shape, size or nationality. It will be raced for during the I cruise of the New York Yacht club this summer:

The cup is presented by Mr. Ogden Goelet, oT New York. It is of silver, feet high, i^and cost $l,000t *N4The figure work upon it is to reptssent wind and w^ ter, with a lkrgs' "W." The female ID ihia drapery to the fore is a Miss B»»' reid. The old fellow just behind

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'her is her devoted adm irer, Mr Wind, the ancient, l"he water is running down over vbim from the shell* like top of the vasa The fins spun, technical description of this' work of high art

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