The States and Union. [volume] (Ashland, Ohio) 1868-1872, 1871-02-08
DON PIATT ON HELMBQLD AND
fISk-ESPEClALLI FISK.
The True Story of Jimjam Jubilee Jun
Tor and His..Ildia Rubber Cutters.

The True Story of Jimjam Jubilee Jun
ior and HIs..Lidia Rubber Cutters.
Don Piatt, the Buckeye Spaniard,
has been in New York, and break
tasted at the st. James Having
enioyed his Plus cafe, he thus commu-
nicates to the Cincinnati Commercial:
The snow carnival-everything is a
carnival new-a-days-brings out the
distinguishing features of New York
in all their glory. Sitting at a late
breakfast in the restaurant OF h st
James, 1 saw the net purport and re-
suit of free government us developed
in IL cities glide jing'ing by in great
m~agnificence. First came the dealer
in buchu in a sleigh that resembled a
circus band wagon on runners, drawn
by five horses, two abreast, and three
tandem. The gold ornamentation on
the harness is said to have cost thirty
thousand dollars. On the saddle OF
each steed a tower OF little bells
jingled like q million of blackbirds in
the spring, while the great dealer i'll
healing influences, rolled in furs, look.
ed out triumphantly upon the world.
Baron Buchu is an old favorite with
journalists. He is such a prince OF
advertisers! What pages on pages OF
announcements, in terrific print, his
magnifcence pays for, and how many
thousands on thousands of medicated
constitutions i'll return pay the baron!
| He is, himself, q tremendous adver-
tisement like a kite, his fame is made
up of newspapers, and as Shakespeare
hath it, "thereby hangs a tale"
After him came the Prince of Elie,
yet more stunning in his outft-six
black horses, each n worth
his weight in greenbacks or Erie
bonds, drawing the royal band-wagon
on runners, that shone with gold and
was magnificent in.furs. j. Fisk, jr.,
is an embodiment of free American
institutions, as developed in our cities.
He is THEFT personifed. He is iniqui-
ty male visible lie Is humbug ON
den. ed.
+ i 4 x =
The Prince of Eric has come to
grief in his domestic relations. Ru-
NOR tells us that he had three wives.
4 am writing for & respectable family
journal, and not a New York paper,
SO / use that term One of these he
calls "Erie Preferred another "Erie
Common" and the third was an inn
portation in the shape of legs-I beg
pardon, 1 should say limbs. vi
these three. two, to use an army
phrase, have 'gone back on him."
The importation" spoke no English
Fisk, Jr., was innocent of French,
t e only innocence that he can be-
charged with, and it was some time
before, under the circumstances, they
could come to an understanding, or, as
Fisk claims, Il misun lerstanding.-
He Il. ell to drive the importation
about i'll his magnificent turn out, sill
with her in Il private box that is open
to the public gaze, and make her All
Unlimited supply of magnificent pres
ents. Some benevolent trenchmaT
at last told the importation" that al
this meant to demonstrate to the pub
lie that he, Jim Fisk, jr., Prince o
Erie, owned, held and possessed her
Through III interpreter, the elegant
importation" quietly told Jeemes
that his little game Was at all end, anC
that he must hereafter keep Il respect
able distance from her. The first tim,
thereafter the "Prince ofSto!en Bonds
entered her private box, her little nose
curled up to the top of her head, and
with maj ked discourtesy, before til,
crowded theatre, she sailed ont with
a contempt that extended to the folds
of her voIuminous and elegant dress,
and manifested itself i'll a 1iirt of the
trail that disappeared at the door
Jeemes, very much disconnected, went
tor consolation to his Erie Preferrel.'
He found, as better men have betore
him, that evils never come singly, but
in crowds. lie tried his night key i'll
the door of the elegant mansion
"where the woodbi he Lwineth," and
his lady-love was ensconced i'll elegant
comfort, to find the entrance barred,
bolted and chained Oh the inner side.
|, Considerably puzzled, he rang the bell
but no one answered. lie pounded
on the door, but nu IL responded
Jim resolved himself into an indigna,
ton meeting, AID swore considerably.
In the midst of his anathemas Il vim
dow was opened overhead and Il
night, cap appeared on the midnight
air, and the TWO might have sung that
popular duet, now out OF date, but
once so well known
"Who's dat knocking at lie door?
Is dat you Stokes?
sob, no, Use Jim."-etc. etc.
But, alas, there was not harmony
enough in the two for such Il melody.
The sweet voice in stern accents wish
ed to know "Who's making that
damned row down there?"
IFS ME, my love- responded Jim,
passing from indignation to loves soft
est appeal.
"Well," replied the lady, 81 want
you to go away and not disturb a
peacable house at this hour of the
night"
"NNhat do you mean, my sweet !
asked the forlorn lover
81 mean what 1 say, 1 have had
enough Of you-indeed, too much for
my reputation. Ifyou don't go right
away I'll call the police. There, take
that m and a pair of India rubber over.
shoes fell upon the Inundated head OF
the Eric railroad.
He wandered in sorrow to a frugal
oh in the nearest hotel, and failing
in love resortcd to law. The next
morning he sued out an injunction,
..oo Stol-a, from intarfariDO