Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1873-12-25
PARAERAPHlCAL.


Nashville Clear dealers wear long faces
just now. It's very near swearing oil
time" you know.
Miss Nellie Grant is to be bridesmaid,
and with the bridesmaids stand, wreath
upon her forehead, and bouquet in her
hand. -Grdphic.
There is great excitement in Kentucky
over the local political situation, and the
glavest apprehensions are entertained. II
has leaked ont that the new Legislature con-
simes less old Bourbon than any that ever
sat in thai State.--C hicGgO Pos.
The iaragraphist of the CGmier-JomYidI
very sensibly observes: Some of the news
| papers ridicule Henry Bergh: Idle asses
may be guilty of such conduct, but there is
| not worll-hofse in the city of New \ ork
that would make fool of himself in that
way.
The ST. Louis Globe throwsout this sug-
gestion: It's sheer wastefil to pay fancy
| prices for antelope steaks. Remember the
panic and don't do it, and keep in mind if
| you feel like indulging in that luxury, that
to get the best cuts for two and a half cents
a pound, You have only 20 go to Bowlder,
| Colorado, for them.
Ever and anon men with sWelled lips are
to be seen upon our streets. Don't SReer
at those unfortunates. They are clerks in
toy stores, and for a week past their time
and services have been devoted to blowing
trlmpets and halnonicas for the cdification
of embryo men and women who have
niclzels to eXpend in the qualification of
their musical tastes.
And is not the ST. Louis Journal about
| right when il says, If the Ne,v York
| Graphic wishes to start its proposed ''Gal-
| lery Of Idiots" in a manner to acquire the
public confidence, it viii begin the series
of illustrations by publishing the portrait
of one of its own contributors, eli Per-
kins?"
Alexander Agassiz, son of the deceased
naturalist, recently took the Walker prize
offered by the Boston Society of Natural
| History, for his investigation upon the
echionoderms.' We are glad of it. We
thought of devoting our leisure time to in
vestigating those things ourself, for we
have long realized the necessity of their
being Investigated, but as young Aassiz has
turned his attention in that direction, we
| fOrbear.
A western correspondent Of the Nelo
York San tells the story Of the "Man of
| Destiny" ''Train came to Sonora, and
put up at Broadigan's Hotel. He was the
| lion of the hour Hundreds trough gold
miners assembled to honor him. The la
dies waived their handkerchief when he ap-
pearcd upon the streets, and little children
cried if he passed them without dropping a
pleasant word. His mighty intellect at
| tractcd considerable attention, but the
crisp curls that fringe his brow like a thick
ct of manzanito bushes were universally adj
mired.. Everybody talked about them.
| Mr.. Train was accompanied by a valet.
| The valet kept Twain's room in order,
brushes his clothes, and paid particular at
| tentiOn TO his beautiful curlS. A Mrs.
| Shoup was visitor at Brodigan's Hotel.
! She talked with George Francis andpraised
| his cIirls. She was a woman with strong
common sense, and was in the habit of re-
marking that all was not gold that glitter
| cd. One morning a Chinese servant rush
| ed before her and threw several curl-paperS
| at her feet. "Why, John, where. did you
get them?" Mrs. Shoup inquired. "Big
| Mclean man-loud talkee-all same
- his room," Johnresponded. The secret of
| George Francis Trains crisp curls was out.
| He did his hair up ia papers when he re-
| tired for the night. Mrs. Shoup wasshOck-
ed at the baseness of the imposture. She
declared She had her suspicious excited at
| the dead color of the curlS when she first
saw the great man. If he had used curl
ing-iron She could have overlooked it, but
curl-papeFs were her abomnation. She re-
solved IL punish him. That night she sent
| TO the candy stores, and bought up all the
| torpedo notices she could find. The ma
liestic statesman's cUul-papers were abstract
| ed from his room and the notices put in
! their places. In the evening Train spoke
to the citizens. lie helched ike q volcano,
and The city OF SGnGra vas almost buried
beneath the lava Of his ol0qucnco, He re-
tired early. There was trouble in his room
ON the following morning. Hewas tearing
the curl-papcrs from his hair. At every
jerk there was a sharp snap, followed by an
eloquent cNpletive. Then the door opened
and The valet appeared, balanced on the
great mans boot lie laGdad halfway
down TIE stairs, shocllingly demGralized.
Mrs, ShOup was anxious 10 learn the cause
Of the explosion, but George Francis youcil-
safed nc explanation. He packed his va
lise, mounted one Of Sisson's stages, and
melted away in cloud of gold-dust.'