Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1870-03-12
Our Buttonhole Chit-Chat.

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II Is pleasant TO the temporary Editor, that
when the Editor has gone, he can have nice
chat with the host Of dear frlends with whom
he spends column every week. 1t is nicer 10
be editor now and then, than for all the time
for one does not have the monotony and pres
sure Of responsibility, but only "the fun OF the
thing" Now since we can sit down together
for tie whole paper, let's gossip,-lePs do what
most folks are said to do,-talk about our
ncighbors.
No man stands so high as 10 be above the
reach of death. Even the Christ must taste
DEATH The papers have been telling Of the
sudden decease of Anson Burlingame, the spe.
cial Envoy and representative of the Chinese
Government Since full accounts of the life
and death Of this remarkable man arc and
will be, fully given ia the papers, (lIarpers
Weekly has fine picture Of him. l will not
fill up the space of our gossip with them.
A year ago last fall l was in Boston, and
passing down fremont St., from the Temple to
Queens Chapel noticed a great crowd in
School Street. filling the sidewalk opposite
Parker's, while line of gorgeous carriages
stood in front of the hotel. Now who can re.
slst crowd 2 l went to help swell it. AS
got down below the burying ground, and just
against the open space in front Tor rear, l never
could tell which,) of the City Hall, l found an
old lady with spectacles on her nose and reti.
cule on her arm, gazing at the first carriage as
though It was a star of the first magnitude, and
she Bond. Now If you want to get reliable in
formation about anything, ask an old lady in
spectacles and reticule. So l sald
"Will you be so kind as to tell me why this
crowd is here. 1t must be something remark
able that can keep such nice people standing
so long"
The dear old lady dropped little courtesy
and blushed little bit, (probsbly feeling that
she represented the nice people) and said, with
pleased smile,
"Oh, yes, sir. It's the Chinese embassy
Them heathens as dress like women, an don't
know no better, an how should they, poor
things. They amt missionaries enough to
preach to all on 'em. They re agoin' to The
Blind Asylum over to South Boston. There
they'll see thing or two to remembers There's
Anson Buringame, fetched up in Christian
New England, he's with em, an he's got a
great responsibility. I've seen his mother,
Mrs Joel Burlingame. They've gone to Illi-
noy They're a eatin' dinner now. Them mar
tingdles on the front horses is just solid gold,
50 they say, and on. the other horses silver
Well, do wish they'd come
l didn't stay to see them take their carriages,
but it has always been satisfaction to me that
l came so near seeing the far famed Chinese
embassy.
But the death of such q man is better than
such death as is represented in Mr.. White
more who left Congress In disgrace for selling
cadetships And yet he is probably not more
guilty than many others.
But while he-a white Southerner-is ex-
pclled the House, auother,-a black southern
er-comes to take jeff Davis place in the Sen
ate. JEFF Davis endeavored to destroy the
Union TO put an everlasting bond on the negro.
What is the result of II his schemes? He has
secured the death of thousands of men, and
the election of Il negro as his successor in the
U. S. Senate. Mississippi goes out with Il white
man, in 1861, and comes in in 1870 with black
man ! MAN proposes and God disposes"
Meantime, at this present writing-under
President Grants administration--gold is down
at 1.12 Qower than it has been for eight years,)
and U. s, Skies of 1881, that have been as low
MS 80 and under, now sell at par, in gold =
Quietly but surely we are getting out of the
financial mire. Yet the House has talked of
imitation The Senate wisely killed the bill
But of Washington and Columbus matters
our correspondents will give full accounts, and
we can refer you to their letters.