The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1866-10-17

Goods price ez high, but nothin' else
lhen wut He sells wears along"
rise into something of solid pathos, Perhaps
TO those who saw in the great struggle OF the
last iour years nothing but subject TOR highly
| sptced articles to amuse the English public
this, along with some OF Mrs. Howe's stirring
lyrics, may seem "profane.p To those who,
like myself, look upon IL as the greatest battle
| between freedom and slavery that the world has
ever seen, the profaue1ess is on the other side.
| in conversation brilliant and amusing MT.
Lowell is one of the persons in whose com
pany one can scarcely be without carrying
away something worthy to be remembered.
AgHssiz.
And often too comes Agassiz, with his gentle
and genial spirit, his childnke devotion to sci
ence, and-or he would not be true sou of his
adopted country-his eager interest in the poll
tics of the day. We went to hear one OF his lee
lures at the University, not one of what are con-
sidered the popular Lectures, but one of special
course TO q small class. Yet it was deeply inte-
resting, the subject being the she'll of the
nautilus, and the question whether the nautilus
ioims its own habltatlon, and il so, in what
manner. in clear and terse English, though
with slightly toreipn accent he traced the
course OF scientific observation up to the pre-
sent time, indicating the questions which still
remained TO be solved and suggesting the
points 10 which the attention of inqulrers should
now be more especially directed. He wound up
with some general remarks in the course of
which he exholted his bearers to strive to
take the same pleasure in the scientific DISCO
veres of others as in their own-a noble aim,
yet, ah how difficult to attain! believe, how
ever, that II there are any persons capable of so
much single-mindedness Agassiz is one OF them.
Between the poet and the naturalist there exists
very warm friendship, and among other poeti-'
cal tributes, MIR. Longiellow has achieved the
teat-tor so 1t must seem to us with our rigid
English tongues-of addressing TO his friend IN
the October number OF the Atlantic MonttLg
gay and graceful clemson in his native language
And often, too, comes Dana, one of the most
mi oil,
his sea storles enthralling the circle of young
and old. Nor should the poets brother, Mr.
Samuel Longiellow, be omitted from the list a
scholar and critic, who, if he had been the
only one OF his name might have been better
known as writer both in prose and verse.
The OH Region.
MIR. Ferguson gives interesting accounts of
the Pennsy lVania oil district. He savs:-"A
wonderful place is Pithole, a city eight months
old, with ten thousand inhabitants twelve
hotels, o daily paper, and a temple OF fashion,
billiard rooms Innumerable, a theatre and an
academy OF music the bills of which an
"A musical matinee on Saturday
alteInoon,' were stuck all about the town. But
he streets are nothing but rivers of mud
across which you may occasionally see an in,
ilvidual wading in pair of huge iack-boots
Dnt winch ordinary pedestrians can only ira
leIse at certain places, leaping rom point to
brook. The city Of Pithole owes It's existence
o a celebrated flowing well struck in the valley
,elow, which had been ior many months nrj,
Iucng at a rate OF one thousand barrels per
lay, and the fame OF which had naturally
ttracted crowds of spectators from ali quar-
eis, eager to try their luck in the same
6ag , Making our way, among
ne ne forest & OF delrcks on the hill:
i The famous well. We entered an enclosed |
ara, containing number OF gigantic watts. into |
men the, precious stream kept constantly |
owlns nleht and day, leaving nothing for the |
OFF
S fast as they could. With what seemed ia me |
curious amount of incaution. considering the |
errible result that would arise from an acci.
a enIaI spark, lhey allowed us to walk un.
uarded through the place, and even to climb
p ano look into the huge tank into which. with
deep rum6ling noise, the oil was vomited !
,rth nom the bowels of the earth in great
,id 1asdnoolc lets; M well like this, which on an
ntlay OF flOOO or f2O00 must have been return
Y an income 10 Its fortunate propretors of
'mething like fl50,O0O year, is one of those
reat prizes which have a fascination to the
nrsuit of the oil-seeker. Its production, how
Ier, is thrown into the shade by that of a well
tely discovered in Western Virginia, and
hicb, according to the published account,
as flowing al the rate of three thousand barrels
day. All arounS the great United States we'll
Ell were busy boring in every direction, up to
e verge of its TERRITORY, in the eager hope of
piping the reservoir from \Shich its bounteous
leams were supplied. But though the general
suits OF the operations in tho district had
4.
lien to the lot Of any speculator."
Advertising.
The dead-wal advertising struck our travel
r oddly
The great advertisers in America scorn to |
nhne themselves to newspapers, they stamp |
"a a. aaoNeCtisements on the face of nature; |
It 'n%T %nst no. on.J BE- who runs may read,
verr read whether. he. likes or not
y prominent rock, not only in the White
district, but along the beautiful
anks OF the Hudson, ald in every place
mere travellers most do congregate, is carefully
ainted in large, letters with the name Of
ome specific or other, the most Hersistently OBJ
rusive being the plantation Bitters'' and |
5ozodont,' a preparation for the teeth. If YOU |
land by the Profile Mountain to gaze on the
,onderiui old stone lace, your eye is arrested
y brakes Plantation Bltters; ii you pause by
ne Echo Lake to listen, you are met by invita-
ons to 'pfy the Sozodont. 'And echo reolies,
! DON'T wrote wag underneath. The |
reatest bit IN the advertising line was made
y the proprietoIs of the former on the oc-
aston OF the celebration of Independence |
ay IN Boston, when, as usual, there was q
rand display OF fireworks, and all Boston
as there TO see. The final tableau had just
ed away in darkness when, in a moment
efoIe the spectators had time to turn away
eir eyes, another shower of many-colore2
lmes lighted up the sky, and in all the glorg of
re leaped out the words, brakes Plantation |
lttersP And not in vain are all these moe
on, :a"vices if 40 trust the statement mt
rth by the propretots of this article that there
ere sold during the past year one hundred and ]
venty mine miles ot bottles. On my last visit
Boston there was another article called
uchu, the name of which met my eyes at every
I'm, and never could see il without wonder
g how 1t was pronounced, till at last, if had
manned many days in America | should i'm
tier desperation have gone and Bought a bottle
set my mind at rest They Stve, zoo, some
mes, very quaint way of eating attention to
piI "A ynr ticprao oOY,fs =
le walls placarded in very large letters with the
.ords, AS pure as a soul without sim, Draw. |