Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1872-08-23
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The city OF lOledo is celeorateu III
current history. as being the residence of
Petroleum V. Nasty, Postmaster of the
Confederate Cross Roads, whose modest
residence bears on its door-plate the less
widely known name of David II. Locke.
He is difficult man to catch during the
lecturing season, when he is starring it
from Portland to Washington, and west
ward as far as Kansas, but in the sum-
mer time he may be found in his den on
the fourth floor of the Blade building
writing his squibs for the Daily Blade,
and bordering over his Nasty letters
In this style of writing he excels and ex-
ults over his points with an occasional
war-whoop. His mind is quick to per-
ceive weak place in the enemy's armor,
as he glances over the exchanges, and
when he "goes for solitary foe he al
ways returns with the scalp hanging at
his girdle. His paper is doing magnif-
cent service for Grant in northwestern
Ohio.
Personally, Mr.. Locke Cor Nasty as
he is oftener called is a man oe about
five feet and nine inches in height, with
brown hair pushed in all directions, ru-
bicund of visage, rotund of face and
broad of girth, and weighing some two
/
hundred pounds. His face gives no in
telligence of the intellectual man within,
except in the deep-set expression of his
eyes. But be cannot speak or write with
out Joke, or without expressing his
extreme tense of the ridiculous.
His Nasty letters are often planned
out weeks before they are produced, but
are usually written at the last moment
and under the high pressure of call for
copy" AS the reading public well
know, they have always a point to make,
andsucceed in keeping it in front through
out. Hence the extraordinary success
of his lectures. They touch some living
spring of thought and action, and leave
the past to itself
Enter his dim and dusty sanctum and
hearty welcome waits you, though the
host be in his shirt sleeves, and the grey
suit be none of the newest, and his hat
be battered shockingly.
AT home in pretty little house in
Huron street, Mr.. Locke entertains his
guests with true Western hospitality.
Groups of Rogers statuary are scatter
ed about the room and many paintings
adorn the walls. The most attractive of
the latter is little water-color sketch
by Thos. Mast, representing himself as
met at the depot by Parson Nasty. The
drollery of the picture is inimitable, and
the portraits are excellent. The carpet
bag swung in the left hand of Mast, as
he extends his right in greeting, is al
most as large as the hero himself.
Mr.. Locke has an interesting family,
consisting of wife and three boys. The
eldest of the latter is seventeen and the
youngest three years of age. 1t has
been the pleasant lot of Mrs. Locke to
see her husband rise from the ranks of
Journey-man printer to national repu-
tation and a fortune. The "late Post
master" &C., is worth at least 100000.
AT home, Mr.. Locke throws off the
cares of business with his boots, and is a
man who thoroughly enjoys the comforts
Of his household. Or, returning earlier
than usual from his office, he rides out to
his farm, distant three miles, and surveys
his crops. So far alone does he resem-
BILE Mr. Greeley, whom, it is needless to
add, he thoroughly detests.
Recently Mr.. Locke has gathered the
best of his Nasty letters into one volume,
to which, singularly enough, Senator
Sumner has written the preface. In this
preface he speaks of the good work the
letters have done for the republican
cause. Yet before the book had come
before the public, Nasty had set his face
against Sumner and let fly some of his
sharpest arrows against the great disor-
ganizer. The honorable Senator's pre-
dicament on the point can scarcely be
pleasant.
Many persons have criticised the Mas
by letters severely, but when Sumner,
the scholar, bears his testimony in their
favor, and repeats what Lincoln said
that he he had rather have written them
than be Observation-Disclosures will find it
hard task to deny ability in them.
They have been read in every State, by
all classes of people, and have even pro.
voked laugh from those who suffered
from their satire Cor. N. Y. Times.
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