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Cincinnati Weekly Times (Newspaper) - January 14, 1986, Cincinnati, Ohio Vol. XLIII. TVo. S.CIIVCIIV>"A.TI, THXJItSD^Y, J^VUAiHY 14, 1880. r*er Year. A Buttonhole Bouquet. BT r. U. B. A boiitorniorc! A clalniy thing— Were I ft poet I wouW «iii* In flowing vciie .hy benulie# rare, O boutonniere! The iteel-rlnrt knight wore on hl»ere8t A riblKin from his larty'ü breaet; The moflern lover «till rtoth wear Her boutonniere! A hurt from her corsage bouquet, Some heliotrope in volute ipray, A tendril, too. of maldcn’a hair— Ah boutonniere! Thoee tendrils wind aroiu.d mv*heart. The rosebiut’s thorns have made me smart; tVottld 1 could think thou wen noanare, O boutonniurj! NOTES AND NkWS. ’ The average age of the British peer is fifty-eiKbU Montreal is to have a larger ice palace than ever ibis winter. The Gerrann Government has ordered a eenaus ol trampa in that country. About 22.000 dogs were abelterod last year in the L'lndon llnrao for Lost Dogs. The latest critics of Shakspeare think that “Hamlet” was meant to be a fat man. A Michigan girl committed suicide when she found out that 1880 was not a leap year. The senior class of Columbia College is trying to raise |100,000 with which to build a gymnasium. “Juliet’s tears” is the name of a new confectinn In Paris. E leh globe has In it a ranc Two swln steel crulsprs are tobe built at the EUwIck (England) Works for the Chinese Governuient. Mrs. Talmage, the wife of the Brooklyn preni'her, leotures every Sunday to a class of 300 women and men. Senator Cn#ueron continues to gain health and strength, and expcoie to remain in Washington all winter. New Zealand, with a population of aliout 600.000. has a debt of neurly £81,000,000, or over $250 for each inhabil.atic. The Philadelphia Academy of Sciences has just received a liequest of over |61,000, yieiUiiig a present liioonic of |1,600. Minneapolis is said to turn out for horse sales with greater entluiHiasm and uaanim-ity than any other city In the Union. An admirer of Ex-Senritnr Conkling has sent that reiiiiemsn a barrel of chewing gum, believing it w ill cure his dyspepsia. D<‘hWs ill wild animals in Europe olten lose 112.000 a year bv death of tbe aaimals. The profits of the dealers are enormous, however. A Southern critic likens a certain literary lady’s sonnet* to “the silvery texture of a cobweb endowed with the durability ol a nearl.” The latest freak of fennle European circus riders is to hold a living python outstretched in their hands as they swing round the sawdust. A Socorro (N. 31.) newspsper invites girls who are working in the States at |1 60 a week to come to New’Mexico and get 126 and $30 a moutb. Sraail footmen, the Boston Traveller is informed by a Washington correspondent, tre non in style. “The day of the great big strapiilng footman tind driver has gone past.” The completeness of the work dono by the earlier astionoroers is shown bv the fact reoentir stated that out of the 6,000 or more nebuim now known the lierscheis had liscovered 6,000. M. Lockrov, Victor Hugo’s son-tn-law, besides lieiiig Hob, with deoided literary ability, is a keen and successful politiciuii. He is a radical Ui'publican and aspires to the Prcmieisbip. Judge Hughes—meaiiiiiir the genial author of “Tom Brown”—laielv gave a char-acteristiu decision in a suit over a walking match, to tbe efiect that ihe coutest should be rejieaied in bis presence. A Chinese syndicate recently offered 12.000.000 tor the Palace Hotel in San FYan* cisco, and were prepared to pay |2.600,000, but filially concluded that the investment would be an unwise one at the present time. l*bc farmers of Oreion mid the Columbia Valley are feelliiir exceedingly blue, and all branches of iudustrv iu that regiou are greatly depressed. I'tie crops arc as abundani as ever, hut tbe distance to market and high railwav freight oharges consume all poasible profits. A free popular and acientlflc library Is to be established in Philadeluhia. Artioles of agreement have already b.*en drawn up by which tbe government ol tbs institution will be vested in eiebteen trustees. Of the |25\000 necesvary to carry out the plan $60,000 is already subsci ibed. Borne twenty colonies have been established in the Santa Fo District of the Argentine BepuMic. Their territory occupies ninety-five ►anare leagues, snd tbe settlers number 1.H68 fumiliee. During tbe last tbtrtr years the district has grown through coIoiiixiUioii until it has a popu-laticn of 110,000 souia. The officers of the German Navy number •84. Tne nsvy coiihIsis of 13 ironclads, 14 armorea vessel* (gunbo.ite for coast defense), 9 cruiser frigates, 10 cruiser corvettes, 6 cruisers. 4 iintinnored gunoosts, 8 dlfpatcU boats, 10 iruiiiing ships, 1 surveying vessel, 2 tnnspoi ts, 12 vessels for harbor service aud 10 pilut vessels and fire-ships. Two French women entered into a contest to determine which of them could talk the faster. A routnul friend was appointed umpire, and tbe sum of 1,000 francs was to go.to tlie victor. For three hours they read from ^ugeno Buu’a feuilieton, and during that time the victor succeeded in pronouncing 200.811 words. Her adversar? came In a bud second with 902,660 words. Pari* has twentv-two squares of an area of eleven hectares, w hile Berlin has btty squares of an area of forty hectares. The park* ol I..oiid«ii sirirrega’ts 877 heotares, ngnin*t Berlin’s 417 hectares, which, con-siderliig the Uitferenue in tbe population ol the two oilies, isdecidcdir to tbe adruntsgc of tbe last named oitr. in tbe number ol trees Paris, with 87,602, against Beriiu’s 88.000, IS largely ahead. “1 Ix>ve Her Better Than Life.” Well, then, why don’t you do somelhing to bring back the roses to her cheeks and tbe iiuht to her eyes f Don’t you see she is suffering from nervous debilitv, the result of female weaknessf A bottle of Dr. Pierce’s “Favorita Presonptioii” will brighten those pale checks and send new life tbrouL'h that waiting form. If you love her, take heed.MY FRIEND MEURTRIER. FROM THE FllEJiCU OF FRAKCOIS COP-PEE. I was at one time employed in a Government office. Every day from from 10 until 4 o’clock I became a voluntary prisoner iu a depressing office, adorned with yellow pasteboard -boxes, aud filled with the musty odor of old papers.* There I breakfasted on Italian cheese and apples, which I roasted at the grate; I read the morning papers, even to the advertisements; I rhymed verses, and 1 attended to the affairs of state to the extent of drawing, at the end of each month, a salary which barely kept me from starving. I recall to-day one of my companions in captivity at that epoch. He was called Achille Mcurtrier, and certainly his fierce look and his tall form seemed to warrant that name, He was a great big fellow, about forty years old, without too much chest or shoulders, but who wore felt hats with wide Orims, short, but ample coats, large plaid trousers, and red neckties under rolling collars. lie wore a full beard, long hair, and was very proud of bis hairv hands. The chief boast of Meurtrler, otherwise the best aud most amiable of cumpau-ions, was to trifle with an athletic constitution, to possess the biceps of a prize fighter, and, as he said himself, not to know his own strength. He never made a gesture even in the exercise of his peaceable profession that did not have lor its object to 'convince ilie spectators of his prodigious vigor. Did he have to lake from its case an empty )>asfebuard box, he advanced toward the shelf with the heavy step of a street porter, grasiMjd the box soliiliv with a tight hand, and carried it with a stiff arm as far as the next table with a shrugging of shoulders and frowning of brow worthy of Milo of Crotona. He catried this manner so far that he never used less apparent effort even to lift the lightest objects, and one day wlicn lie held in his right hand a basket of old papers, I saw him extend his left arm horizontally as if to make a counterpoise to the tremendous weight. I ought to say that this robust creature inspired me with a profound j’o-spect, for I was then, even more than to-day, physically weak and delicato, and in consequence filled with admiration for that energetic pliysiquc whicji I lacked. The conversations of Meurtrier were not of a nature to diminish the admiration with which he inspired me. Above all. In the summer, ou Mond^ mornitiygs, when he had returned to the office after our Sunday holiday, he had an inexhaustible fund of stories concerning his adventures and feats of strength. After having taken off his felt hat, his coat and his vest, and having wiped the perspiration from his forehead with tlie sleeve of his shirt to indicate his sanguine and ardent'temperament, he would thrust his hands deep in the pockets of his trousers, and, standing near me in an attitude of per|>endicular solid-ity, begin a monologue something as 'follows; “What a Sunday, my boy I Positively no fatigue can lay me up. Think of it—.yesterday was the regatta at Jolnville le-Pont—at 6 o’clock iu the morning the rendezvous at Bercy for the crctv of the Marsouiu—ihe sun is up—we jump into our rowing suits and «cize the oar aud give M'ay—one-two, one-two—as far as Joinvillc; then overboard for a swim before breakfast; strip to swimming drawers, a Jump overboard, and lookout for squalls. After my bath I have the api>etito of a tiger. Good; I seize the boat by one hand and I callout, Char-l>enticr, pass me a small ham. Three motions in one time and I have finished it to the bone. Charpentier, pass mo the brandy flask. Three swallows and It is empty.” So the description would contiuue —dazzling, Homeric. “The hour for the regatta-noon, the sun just overhead. The boats draw up in hue ou the river, before a tent gaudy witli atreamera. On the bank the Mayor, with his scarf of office, gendarmes in j-ellow shoulder belts, and a swarm of summer dresses, open ^larasols, and straw bats. Bang! The signal gun is fired, thoMarsouTii shoots forward of her competitors and gains the first prize, aud no fatigue. We dine at Creteil. How cool the evening in the dusky arbor: pi]>es ^low in the darkness, and moths singe their wings in the flame of the cmelette au kirsch. At the end of a dcssdH served on decorated plates, we hear from the ball room the call of the cornet. Take places for the quadrille I But alreadv a rival crow boatcn that same morning, has monopolized the prettiest girls. A fight! teeth broken, eyes blackened, ugly falls, and whacks below the belt; in a word, a poem of physical enthusiasm, of no sy liilarity, of animal spirits; wilhoiit speaking of the return at midnight on crowded platforms, with ^irls whom we lift into the cars, friends separated, calling from one end of the train to t e other, and fellows playing a horn upon the roof.” And the evenings of my astonishing compauiou were not less full of adventure than his Sundays. Collar-and-elbow wrestling iu a'tent, under the red light of torches, betweeu him, simple amateur, aud Dubois, the irou man in person—rat chases near the mouth of sewers with dogs as fierce as tigers—sanguinary encounters at night in tlio most dangerous quarters with rofflans and nose eaters—were the most insignificant episodes of his niirhtly career. Nor do I dare relate other adventures of a more intimate character, from which, as the writers of an earlier day would say in noble style, a pen the least timorous would recoil with horror. However painful it may be to confess an unworthy sentnnent, I am obliged to say that my admiration for Meiurtrier was not unmixed with regret and bitterness, perhaps with envy. But the recitation of his most raaiwelous exploits had never awakened in me the least feeling of incredulity, and Achille Meurtrier easily took his place in my mind among heroes and denii gods, between Roland and Firitlious. IT. At this time I was a great wanderer in the suburbs, and I occupied the leisure of my summer evenings by solitary walks in those distant regions, as unknown to the Parisians of the Boulevards as the country of the Caribbees, and of whose ’somber charm I endeavored later to tell in verse. An evening in July, liot and dust.v, at the hour when the first gaslights were beginning to twinkle in the misty twilight, I was walking slowly from Vaugirai*d, through one of those long and depressing suburban streets lined on each side by houses of uneqiialcd height, w'hose porters and por rcsses in shirt sleeves and calico sat on the steps and imagined that they were taking the fresh air. Hai*dly anyone passing in the whole street, perhaps a mason white with plaster, a sergciit de ville, a child carrying home a four pound loaf larger than himself, or a young girl hurrying on in hat and cloak with a kaiher bag on her arm, and every quarter hour tlic half empty omnibus coming back to its place of departure w’ith the heavy trot of its tired horses. Stumbling now and then on the pavement, for asphalt is au unknown luxury in these places, I went down the street, tasting all the cliarms ot a stroller. Sometimes I stopped before an enclosure to watch through the broken boards tlie fading glories of the setting sun, and the black silhouettes of the chimneys tlirewu against a greenish sky. Sometimes through an open window on the ground floor 1 caught sight of an interior, picturesque and familiar; here a Jolly looking laundress holding her flat iron to her cheek; there workmen sitting at tables and smoking in the ground floor of a cabaret, while an old Bohemian, standing before them, sang something about libert.v, accompanying himself on an old guitar. Suddenly I stopped. One of those personal pictures had caught niy eve by its domestic and charming simplicity. She looked so happy and peacetnl in her simple little room, the dear old lady in her black dress and widow’s cap, leaning back in an easy chair covered with green Utrecht velvet, and sitting quietly with hei hands folded on her lap. Everything around her was so old, and seemed to have been )>re-served, less llirough a wise economy than on account of hallowed memories, since the honeymoon willi Monsieur of the high complexion, iu a frock coat and flowered waistcoat, whose oval crayon ornamented the wall. By two lamps on the mantle-shelf cveiy detail of the old-fashioned furniture could be distinguished, from the clock on a fish of artificial and painted marble to the old and antiquated piano, on which, without doubt, as a young |;irl in Icg-of-mutton sleeves and with her hair dressed a la grecquo, she played the airs of Romagnesi. Certainlv a loved and only daughter, rcmaiiiiug unmarried through her affection tor her mother, piously watched over the last years of the widow.. It was she, I was sure, who had so toiidorly placod her dear mother, she who had put the ottoinau under her feet, she who placed near her the inlaid table and arranged ou it the waiter and the two cups. I expected already to sec her coming in, carrying the evening coffee, the sweet, calm girl, who should bo dressed in moil riling like the widow and resemble her very much. Absorbed by the contemplation of a scene so sympathetic, and by the pleasure of imagining that humble poem, I remained standing some steps troin the open wiudow, sure of uot being iiotioicd in the dusky street, when I saw a door open and there t|>-pcared—oh how far he was from my tlioughts at that moment—my friend Meurtrier himself, the formidable hero of tilta on the river and frays in unknown places. A sudden doubt crossed me. I felt that I was on the poiut of discovering a mystery. It was he, indeed. His terrible hairy hand held a tiny silyer coffec-(Mit, and he was followed by a poodle, which greatly embarrassed his steps —a valiant and classic poodle, the poodle of blind clarlnette players, a poor beggar’s poodle, a poodle clipped like a lion, witii hairy ruffles on his four paws, and a white mustache like a General of the Gymnase. “Mamma,” said the giant, in a tone of ineffable tenderness, “here is your coffee. I am sure that you will find It nice to-night. The water was boiling well, aud I poured it on drop by drop.” “Thauk you,” said the old lady, rolling her easy chair to tlie table with an air; “thank you, my little Achille. Your dear father said many a time that there was not my equal at making coffee—he was so kind and indulgent, the dear, good man-but I begin to believe that you are even bettor than me.” At that moment, and while Meur-tricr was jwiiringont the coffee w ith all the delicacy of a young girl, the poodle, excited no doubt by the uncovered sugar, placed his forepaws on the lap of his mistress. “Down, Medor,” she cried, with a benevolent indignation. “Did anyone ever see such a treiiblesome animal! Look hero, sir I you know very well that your master never fails to give .von the last of his cup. By the way,” said the widow, addressing her son, “you have taken the poor fellow out, have you not ?” “Certainly, mamma,” he replied in a tone that was almost infantile. “I have just been to the creamery for your morning milk, and I put tbe leash and collar ou Mcdor and took him with me.” Reassured on this point, important to canine hvglene, the good dame drank her coffee, bctweouTier son and her dog. who each regarded her with an inexi'ressiblc tciidcrndss. It was assuredly uniiecfcssary to see or hear more. I had already divined what a i>caceful family life, upright, pure, and devoted, my friend Menr-trier hid under his chimerical gasconades. But the spectacle with which chancer had favored me was at once so droll and so touching that I could not resist the temptation to watch for some moments longer; that indis-crctiou sufficed to show me the whole truth. Yes, this type of roisterers, who seemed to have stepped from one of the romances of Paul do Kock, this atlilete, this despot of bar-rooms and public houses, performed, simply and couragcousl3% in these lowly rooms in the suburbs, the sublime duties of a sister of charity. This intrepid oarsman had never made a longer voyage than to conduct his mother to mass or vespers every Sunday. This billiard expertaanly knew liow to play bcsique. Tliis trainer of .bull-dogs w'as the submissive slave of a poodle. III. Next morning on arriving at the office I asked Meurtrier how he liad etiijdoyed the previous icveniug, and he instantly improvised* without the least hesitation, an accou at of a sharp encounter on the Bouf vard, w'here he had knocked down . iritlLJi sia^e blow of his fist, havingpassed J s thumb through the ring of his kf ^ a terrible street rough.    / I listened, smiling ifonicaTly, and thinking to confound him; but, remembering how respectable a virtue is which is liidden even under an ab-surdit}’, I struck him on^ie shoulder, and said with conviction; “Meurtrier, you are a hero,”—[N. Y. Post Tobni^Eiiti Oustoines. [Etininnd Collin* in 0ntin¡;.'i Most tobogganers wiear a white blanket coat, trimmedj with red or blue; knickerbockers,biiff moccasins, and a toque, red and Ifue, white or red, or sometimes entiroly crimson or garnet The white coat with red faeings would be to me intolerably insipid but tliat it has a dash of the savage iu its inartistic uncouthness. White and bine are a little better; there is at least no suggestion of a vreasy, indolent Indian. Those of truer taste are adopt!ngimyrtle green, trimmed and slashed with cardinal or criinsou ; and a warmer, richer and more picturesque costume, with its toque to match, and crimson sas|j tied negligently about the waist, one could not well conceive. “(Jostumes” are becoming coHspicuous 4n the streets during winter, but some are satisfied with tying a sash of some dcnomi-uatiou of red about tbe waist of a black covercoat, whic^ is not ill-becoming. This is a favo^-fte expedient of the Governor hlinself, and his Secretary^ Ijoi’d Muteund. Ii is only during these laU years, however, that this pictur^ique apparel has become conspicuouiin the streets. Ottawa has adopted tlie fashions of Montreal, the home of ice carnivals, of the toboggan and tpe snow shoe; and you see ou wiitter mornings eveiywliere in the strert a fair young Canadian girl, her eyes'gleaming ana roses in her check, iq bottle green, crimson or Magenta float, luirryiiig along with her music ||ortlblio under her arnu _‘_ MarritMt Men as |^uelista. [London Figaro.| Here is a goml stofy apropos of dueling. Rather less than three vears aaro two frequenters ot the piincipal cafe at Arles quarreled, with the result that two friends of the one who considereil himself the aftVontcd party waited pii the otiier, a corn merchant in the town. The latter received them courteously, but after heai-ing their message sent them back to his antagonist with this reply. “Tell M. Carjurac,” he said, “that it would give me great pleasure to tight him were we en an equality as adversaries. But H. Carjuzac is a bachelor aud 1 am a married man and the lather of three children. Tell him that when he, too, is a married .man and the father of three children I will seriously consider his challenge.”THE DRILL OF THE GHOSTS. .%n Old Sortceant Tells a Strange Siory of Ouvernoi*’s Island. Mrs. Partiugton and aer *on Ike, it i* said, botb use Dr. BuH’t Cough riii) for colds. fMlnnoapolls Tnbnn*.] “The strangest experience I ever had,” said the old Sergeant, “was at old Fort William, ou Governor’s Island, in New York harbor, over twenty years ago. I was a Sor^cAnt at the time, married, and, with my youiig wife, had been living in a small house on the lower end of ♦he island, but tbe commanding officer concluded to tear it down, aud I was told to select the best rooms of the non-commissioned offiqers’ quarters in the then unoccupied foi*t. What with my usual military duties aud the fatigue of moving and placing things to rights, I was pretty well tired out when night came, and slept like a log. My wife was worn out, too, but did not sleep so sound as not to be disturbed cveiy night by what she called ‘the funniest noises, tliat sounded just like thunder,’ but I paid but little attention to her, thinking that it was only the noise of passing steamboats or Ihe wash of the water on the shore. It might have been two weeks after I had settle<l down that one night I awoke suddenly from a sound sleep with that peculiar feeling of dread or uneasiness upon me w'hich arises from an unknown cause and has’ been experienced by nearly all of us. “ VJohn, do yon hear it now ?’ asked my wife when she discovered I was awake; ‘It sounds like some persons at work below.’ “Listening for a short time, I recognized familiar sounds, and had I not been positive tliat the doors were locked, with the keys hanging on a nail iu^my room, I would have sworn that the batteries were manned by ei-pcrieuced gunners. The quick tread of tlic men as they dragged the guns in, the ring of the rammer, the handling of the shot that lay piled in readiness for use, the return of the iron wheels over the rails, as it was run out of the port, were perfect in every detail, only lacking the words of command and the report of the piece to complete the illusion. • “As I listened the uproar increased in volume until ft was impossible for us to hear each other’s voices without raising them to a high pitch. The pim were served with what seemed' incredible rapidity, and the very walls, massive as tho.v tvere, trembled under the heavy artillery in continual motion, while the balls were rolling from one end of the casements to the other, striking the sides with heavy tliuds. Unable to stand this state of affairs any longer, I arose, and, lighting niy lantern, took the keys along with a loaded revolver, and, descending the stairs as lightly as possible, reached the doors. The noise at this point was, if anything, more deafening than when 1 left my room. “Cautiously inserting the key into the lock, I cocked my six-shooter, and throwing the door open suddenly, with raised lantern and weapon presented, entered the nearest oasemcnt to find it unoccupied, save by the grim old gun and the shot stacked in their usual places. It w as the same in every battery I entered. Not a tootprint disturbed the tliick dust upon the floor, nor was there a finger mark upon cither the gun or shot. The toinpions were in place, and no carriage liad traveled over the rusty rails. Coufuuuded even stiil more than I was before, I returned to my room, and was disturbed no more that night. The racket, however, commenced again the following night, and was kept up, with slight intermission, for a month. My account of this singular «‘disturbance was met with jests and laughter from my fellow soldiers, which they modified, it is true, wlien I corroborated it by my wife; but then only so far as to declare that it was a scheme on our part to get removed from uncom-fortablG quarters to oue of the new quarters then about completed. Nettled at their taunts, I vowed that if ever the noises commenced again 1 would have other witnesses to them, and r did not have long to wait, for about one mouth after I was awakened by the phantom gunners. This time I passed out over the drawbridge, and, going to th« men’s quarters, awakened a sergeant by the name of Smith, and much against his will made him accompany me to the scene. After standing listening to the racket until Smith’s face was as white as a sheet and he was trembling from head to. foot, I throw open tlie door. Smith always declared that for a moment he saw the ghostly crew at their places, but could detect nothing, nor could I ever discover any cause for the disturbance, although I often was awakened by the nightly drill of my invisible artillerymen. “Some months after leaving the island I learned that during the Mexican war an artillery company drilled with these guns some time before they left for Mexico, and that they were nearly all killed in battle. I suppose it must have been a freak of theirs to have their reunions in these casements and practice with their old friends, the guns.” business more closely than any of his predecessors. He goes to ride with Colonel Lamont or his sister nearly every afternoon and sometimes takes a solitary walk in the evening, but when he is out always avoids public places aud takes the unfrequented streets. Tlicre arc many people in Washington who have been around on all occasions that have never seen him, so closely does he keep himself. Very few guests are invited to the Wliite House socially and those who go to see Miss Cleveland never meet the President. He hates to be lionized aud always declines invitations which are intended to make him an ornament or an attraction at a public gathering. I have never heard of his dining out except twice, once when he met Oliver Wendell Holmes at the table of Mr. Bayard, and on New Year’s eve, when he attended Secretary Whitney’s house warming. Mr. Cleveland likes a good story, and tells one pretty well himself, but has not a social disposition, and I am told by Buffalo people that he never went into society there, aud seldom dined with company except at the club. Ho is not fond of amusements either, and has only been seen at a theater once since he came to Washington, and thereby hangs a talc. The President is strictly business. When he is not occupied with caliere he is at work on matters of public business, writes a great many letters with4ns own hand, and docs more actual official labor than any one who has ever occupied the Executive chair. Salvini’s Power of Adaptation. IBoHton Letter to Albany Journal.I I heard a story about him the other night that shows his insight of human nature wonderfully. Three years ago, when last here, he was playing far out West to an audience com[)o-*ed of the roughest men, many of them miners, and women ot course stamp. The play was “Conrad” or “Mortc Civille,” his favorite character, and tlic most terrible in all his re-l)ertoire. If you remember it, he dies of a broken heart. The piece had ]>rogrc88cd to the last act, and Salviui was standing at the wings waiting to go , on. He is always so deeply absorbed in his parts that he often forgets stage business, and his manager is therefore always near to remind him or supply any needed proj)-ertr. - * trbreni^ 'SalvlnFi gaze riveted on ihe house and saw him ncrvousl.v fingering a little vial and An Indiiairioua President. [Wftihliigton Cor. Chicago Inter Ocean.l President Cleveland keeps himself pretty well iu hand aud attends to finally place it in the belt of his dress. Touching him on the arm, the manager said: “What is that for; you don’t want a bottle.” “Y'cs, yes,” replied the actor abstractedly; “look at those coarse men 1 If I should die of a broken heart they would not understand it. I am going to take poison and die of convulsions.” And he did, to the howling pleasure of the audience. Bills and Ckiin at Boguta. [ranama 6Ur and Ileralu.] The National Government has contracted with Benor Louis G. Rivas for furnishing to the mint the silver bullion necessary to coin the sum of $500,000 in money of 500 grains fine, the circnlution of which will be compulsory, in accordance with the decree of tlio 14th of Mareh last. Reputable j^rsoiis who have come from Bogata have infonncd us that the mercantile community there have petitioned the Government, asking to have the emission of the low grade coin suspended, and that instead of the same, as the treasury is ill need, to order a new emission of the National bank bills. In fact, this will give to the holder a riglit to the full amount of the face value of the bill. Tills will not be the case, however, with the coin of 600 grains fine, becauso those accepting this coin will ultimately lose if their transactions do uot balance to meet the intrinsic value of the coin. It is not among the mereaiitile com* niunlty that this loss will fall, af-though it may cause stagnation, particularly so ill large transactions. Time Hurries fl>r No Cliild. I French Fun.) A mother to her child: “Baby niiistn’t go into papa’s room before noon; he came in late last night and wants to sleep.” Baby says nothing, but when ber mother's back is turned, she mounts a chair and begins fumbling with the clock. Suddenly, z-z-z-z-z-z-z—the spring breaks. “Naughty child,” cries the mother, running up, “what have you done ?” “Nothing—I was only trying to make it noon, mamma.” is w^iat accusing We Shall Sec. [Rhode Island Press.] “Criminal extravagance” the Democrats liavo been Itepublican administrations of for years. Now we shall see how a Democratic administration and a Democratic House of Representatives will cut down expenses without crippling the operations of the Govornmeut. Jamos Biurlejr, sectiuii lorcman of tbe C. A M. 11.11, who bnl not slept a whole night for over a jear, afur taktnx tbe third doee of Athiopboroe slept soundly and has bud no rheuniatisui since. A. 8. CaileV, druggist, IViukle, O. Anger of C.>f«s«|]>ns Canraa. BT muK. Herr Reuben* Van Daubb, In want of a Job, One day got an order To paint my IricnU Bob. Paint laid on in gobs Made that picture *if Bob’s, Without an oxceptloa, Tbe vilest of daubs. Its defects to crown. The face wore a frown, For which thH good reason Bobqnlekly laid uown: “No woneler, egad, A face shonid look mad To And Itself painted So wretcficdlr bu<i!” CURRENT FUN. who Prefeired creditors—Tliose will not dun.—[The Rambler. “It is more blessed to give than to receive,” remarked the pugilist, as ho thumped his opponcut.—[Lowell Citizen. A calendar Is an almanac. And give* to each man, factors: A Chkneso theater goas bevond— It’s there they’re all ma'n actors. —[Go<j<luli’s Sun. TThen a girl of sixteen looks into the future it seems almost an eternity. When a woman of thirty looks into the future it seems as brief as a rab-blt’3 tail.—[California Maverick. The county in Florida that has the fewest doctors has also the smallest death rate. The natives are trying to decide which of those facts is causo and which effect.—[New York Tribune. Said William to Martha: “But you must remember, my dear, that my taste is better than yours.” Said Martha to William ; “Undoubtedly, when we come to remember that you married me and I married yon.” And William said not a word, but seemed to be thinking.—[Hariwr’s Bazar. He who a rc.«olution makes And flrmly kee|M hi* rows, and Nothing e’ei' his oathlet shakes, Is oue iiisu ill ten thoiiMind. —fN. Y. Morning JonrnaL They have had a shower of fish in Maine and showers of angle .worms Iu Arizona. We have uot yet heard in which States tlie showers of fish hooks and fish lies fell.—[Norrístowu Herald. French scientists are coustrncting a balloou which will be directed by a steam engine. SItouId the boiler explode when tbe balloon tsx thousand feqt or so overhead, the aeronaut ii more likely to bo blown down than blown up.—[Norristown Herald. Tailor—“Married or unmarried?” Customer—'‘Married,” Tailor (to cutter)—“One pocket concealed in ¡iniug of vest.” Ciisiomor—“Ehl What?’ Tailor (explainiiig)—“To hide your change, you know, at night; Pm married myself.”—[Cliicago Rambler. To show how shamefully particular some people are, it is related of a fa.shiouablo woman of Murray Hill that she refused to accept au invitation to dinner from a lady acquaintance, because she spelled “pleasure” with a capital “P.”—[New Y'ork Mail. , There is no end to the funny things tliat arc seen and heard by the teachers in our public schools. Once a teacher observed a huge blot of ink on a boy’s copy book. “Wltat is that?” he demanded. “Sure, I think it's a tear, sir.” “A tear? How could a. tear be black ?” “Sure, I think wan o’ the colored bovs drop])cd it sir.” -[Ex. The young ladv, Miss Jones, of. Highland, Ulster County, N. Y., who received ^,0(X) for an act of kindness to an elderly lady in New York City, lias received clevcu iettere asking her hand iu marriage. This goes to show, among other things, how many men there are in the world who are ready to fall in love with a kind-hearted woman.—[N. X. Graphic. Lore M»kinE tn ZalaUnd. [Le ler iu Sprlngflclii Repnblicaa.] The more refined sentiment of lovo is unknowtt ainang these wild people. The period ot wooing is brief. A young girl may have taken a liking to some warrior. Unknown to licr^ familj', or, if kiiawii, unrestrained she will leave licr father’s house, and at dusk will station herself before the hut of the favored oue. She will remain perfectly silent, neither asking nor answering questions. If her attentions are favored she will be asked ii’to the hut ami stay with the man a week or more. Tiren he ruturns with her to the failicr’s home, taking a few cattle along. These are presented and iiivariabiy acce ited, a sign that the parents W» will ng to enter into negotiaiioiu. The price is fixed and the couple return, and tlienccforth are regarded as man and wife. If, on the other hand, a young warrior takes a liking to a girl lie will induce her to follow him, and like any cominou buyer ot cattle, inquire into her good qualities. Or lie will lead to her fatiier'a home some cattle; if those are accepted the bargain is further discussed and finally closed. Eight or ten liead of cattle is the average price for a girl. Up to thi:- time the girl has gone almost pcrCectly iiakoil, a sign of her virginity; now, however a narrow grass covering hanga dowi from her waist. Every trav«ui>i( u».»» »4»'iuui take will him a tieuleot ealiauon Oil. Tiice »ui| 26eeoU.•n,,

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