The Ashland union. [volume] (Ashland, Ashland County, Ohio) 1854-1868, 1854-08-23

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Interesting Items.
New YoRK, August IL, 1854.
For two or three days past there has
been a GOODNESS almost uncomfortable in
the air. The general health of the city
has not improved by it, as this half and
half weather is the harvest-time of Chol-
era. Wednesday, a very cold day, there
was a large increase of cases reported.
In New York, however, the pestilence
seems to be subsiding, Your c~orrespon-
dent is informed by a physician in large
practice, in Brooklyn, that but a small
proportion of the cholera cases in that
city were reported-that the aggregate,
truly stated, would be almost equal to
that of New York, with its numerous
population. Brooklyn water is by no
means SO healthy as the Croton. The
wells of that city furnish a liquid too
plentifully imbued with lime. Large
numbers of the physicians would rather
pay the fine than make the report, as
they could be occupied half the time in
running to and fro from headquarters
Still, all our cases of cholera arise from
individual imprudence. Let a a
watch his system narrowly, and care for
it, and he is safe. There is no conta-
pion about the disease.
Another of the old landmarks of the
city was yesterday swept away by the
co~niagration of Wednesday last. The
Broom Street Presbyterian Church,
near the Centre Market, was leyeled with
the ground. This was founded in March
1920, that is, the congregation was
gathered at that time the cornerstone
of the old square building was laid in
1921. Here the eloquent d~iscourses
of DRs. PATTON and WILLIAM ADAMS,
were listened to for many years. REV.
Mr.. WcoD is the present pastor of the
church. So all our old churches are 60
ing. 1 was passing down Mercer St.
the other day. On the corner of Grand,
there is a large old brick church which
[ had often noticed. This time, a change
had come over it, in one feature. A
large entrance-way had been opened, a
horse and carriage were passing under
the portal, and a crowd ~ofloafers sat by
the quondam sanctuary, criticising horse
flesh. Inside, the family-pews had grown
into horse-stalls. A small church on
Nassau ST., one of the oldest in the city,
between Fulton and John, has been con-
yerted into a "Temple of HEALTH" by
S. P. Townsend, the Sarsaparilla Man.
An old church in Brooklyn, now serves
as an auction-room. Down town, the
pull-down and build-up fever has recon-
menced, furiously. On the west side,
especially, near the Park. Standing on
Chambers St., you can look through
Murray st. into the back windows of the
Columbian College, three blocks, thro'
a great gap made by uprooted edifces.
The ancient palaces of "New Amster-
dam" are giving way to the magnificent
warehouses of Young America. Pro-
gress forever
Ihave just heard, from a gentleman
travelling in the South and West, a story
of a very clever Northern swindler who
has been playing a skillful and success
full game On Southern and Western peo-
pie, for the past five years. The man is
young and of a very pleasing address
He pretends to be an Episcopal theolog-
zeal student. He hangs around the
Northern colleges, Yale and Hazard,
till he can pick up some few scraps of
information about the wealthiest of the
southern students !; learns who their pa
rents are and where they live, etc.
Then travelling through the south, he
stops at the residence of some hospitable
planter, pretends that he has trayersed
aside from his course, at the urgent re-
quest of the gentleman's son, his init
mate college friend. Under such cir
c~umstances, nothing can be too good for
him. He lives on the fat of the land,
and always contrives to lose his pocket
book, with several hundreds in bills and
drafts. He don't tell of it, but
feigning, with jesuitical c~raftiness and
art, a concealed sorrow, he exeites the
s~ympathizing inquiries of his host. Then
bursting into tears, he confesses his
loss. Of course, the planters pocket
book is wide open. The theological stu
dent helps himself, and walks off. But
he don't ever come back to that vicinity
again. He goes on to new conquests.
In one place, however, on the Ohio Riv-
er, he victimized three gentlemen within
a few miles of each ether. Perhaps he
may favor some of your readers with a
call. He calls himself MAHAM, alias
MAHoRN, alias a half dozen other names.
Judge MCGEE, Rev. Mr.. STRATToN,
N. O., and others have suffered by him.
New York is full of people, yet the
cry continues "noboy at home.'' New
York people are not at home. That is,
the lively, conversable, visitable part of
the world is not here. There are plenty
of business men who I" can't get away,
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