The Leavenworth weekly times. [volume] (Leavenworth, Kan.) 1870-1880, 1870-10-20
FROM THE EAST.
no. II.

l,r spot ofthe United States is digni6ed with
his name. If Springfield, Ill, or Fort Har-
ker, Kan, had been called Buffalo, !
think the persons who name places would
have done more justice to themselves and
the brutes. Duubtless it is too late in the
day to make this correction. Since the buff
falo went west, the pale faces have built on
this bleak spot one of the beA cities in our
country. We were to stop here from 10 to
5, and it rained too hard for us to hunt
up the friends of Cur friend Nj. B. Shermer-
horn, an honored son Of Buffalo, and now
our popular Express Superintendent. So
we ''made for the printing offices. At the
Office of the Commercial Advertiser, 1 present
ell my card and it was SO fortunate as 10 fall
into the hands of Mr.. G. T. Warren, one OF
the proprietors. A more obliging and cour-
teous gentleman one does not meet anywhere.
Mr.. Warren took rs through tbe entire e.
tablishment five stories high, 70 which We
rode on an elevator. Our typographical
friends know that this is the largest railway
printing Office in the United States. Go
where you will, and the imprimation of the
Commercial advertiser is seen on the finest
railway posters, bulletins and cards. The
Office has been arranged specially for that
business, although the newspaper and Ordi-
nary job printing receive their due atten-
ton. In addition to printing proper, the es-
Enlistment includes designing, engraving,
lithographing and stereotyping departments,
all in a building made for the purpose and
arranged in the neatest and most convenient
order. l wish it been our Mr.. Ketcheson
instead Of myself who had the pleasure Of
examining this great establishment. He
would have gained valuable hints in every
room. About twenty power presses are en-
ployed, chiefly of Hoes make. Of small
iobbers the Ruggles is the most highly
priced. There is paper cutter that
goes by steam, the first one l
had ever seen. Its big blade cuts through,
three inches of card board, Ivy single
diagonal stroke, as easily and neatly
as razor drops hair. But the suPeriori-
ty of the work done here, which it would be
idle for me to attempt to describe in detail,
seems to me 10 consist i'm the attractive taste
fulncss of the designing, the clcaness and
hrilliancy of the inks, and the faultlessness OF
the press-work. In the-e respects have
seen no railway printing anywhere which
equals that done in the Office Of the CSmmcr-
ciial Id,crtiaer. Let me again thank Mr.
Warren for his ccurte-y in showing me every
detail Of his business. Western men are 50
often snubbei here, or treated cavalierly,
that gentleman who goes out Of his way to
obliye person he has never seen before, de-
serves special thanks and hearty recosni-
ton
wanted 10 zee "Mark Twain" ~ made
INV way TO the Erwcss office. Two clerks 81,
within the hank-like enclosure Of the Count
ing Room-sat and looked at me. gained
courage 10 say:
''Can l see Mr.. Clemens?"
Gle will nc IN at O'Clock. lie resides
at No. - Delaware street"
Glad to know that Buffalo, like Lcavcn-
worth, had Delaware street, went out into
the rain and down again to the Mansion
House. Had it been Virginia City, Nevada,
and not Buffalo, it is probable that should
have made the acquaintance Of the most pop
ular and versatile 81 American humorists.
Brett Harte is the only other young American
writer whom l want to see and whom l have
not seen, and shall ernleavor to call on him
in California, before he comes East, gets rich,
has carriage, livericl servants and an cstab-
lishment.
To New York by the Erie road We made
excellent time, saw much scenery which was
grateful to the eye Of the prairicd man Of the
West, and passed Mr.. Lowman's home at
Wavcrley (spell it with an {, as Sir Walter
did in a terrible rain storm-the same storm
that wrought such disaster in Virginia, and
the same night that thirty persons were
drowned at Harper's Ferry. That was long
time ago.
New York keeps growing, and growing
amazingly, no matter what the census may
say. Nowhere else in our country is there
such rushing, crowding, noisy and metro
politan city.
On Sunday went over to Brooklyn to hear
Henry Ward Beecher. Nearly twenty years
had gone Ivy since had seen or heard
Beecher, and the change in his appearance,
his manner and his doctrines has been very
marked. He has lost much of his youthful
visor and all of his religious asperity. But
he has made glorious 6ght, Of which Kan
sas and all America has shared in the vic
tory. As preacher 1 believe he has no
written creed, and il would be very difficult
to define his position theologically. His
sermon this morning was on the love Of God
very noble in sentiment but As illogical as
possible in statement. He said God was
love, but We should never know it from
looking at man or at nature. The knowl-
edge of that transcendent fact came to us
only through Revelation. Without it man
kind would despair. But nearly all Of man
kind knew nothing Of Revelation. Those
of us who did have the Revealed Word ual-
ally misinterprcsed it. God was generally
represented with rs as 4 God Of hate. Rev
elation made everything clear and answered
every want of mind and soul. But why
were we left in the dark? Why did not God
speak to US? Why did he not speak once in
thousand years? Why has he not spoken
to me. in my life timef These last thoughts
were uttered with inexpreasible sadness. In
this summary I have not given Mr.. Bee
cher's language, nor stated the order in which
his thoughts came, / have boiled it
down, and given his positions or
fair inferencrs from them. I should
think Mr.. Beecher would do more
to unsettle belief than a man who rejected