The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1874-06-22

ed by majority of the electors of the vic
image and by two-thirds of the women
over eighteen. The result is said to be
very disastrous to the ardent trade. In
many Of the towns all the ladies are sign
ing protests against the traffic, and in some
a majority of the males.
At the last co1Y'ida dc toros at Madrid,
furious bull, after having broken divers
arms and ribs and trampled on several pi-
cadores, seized upon the unfortunate espada
Jose Machio, whilst he was thrusting his
sword into the bulls neck, and tossed him
high up several times. The torero was
! picked up frightfully wounded by the horns
of the bull, and his recovery is dispaired
| of. The taste of the population for this
cruel pasime, said to be invented by the
monarchy, is so deeply rooted that it would
be idle to expect that the republic should
be able to dway with these savage exhibi-
tons.
1t depends upon the part of the country
in which the trouble originates. In New
York an opposition editor is liar; in the
West he is anything that is mean, in a
modern Interpretation Of the term; in the
South, they read up history for the occa-
sion. Hence it was reserved for a Knox
| vile (Tenn ) editor to say that the Nero of
the, (who had attempted to disprove
some of his statements), "goes on with his
iddling, while the dense smoke of n de-
stroyed public system is seen darkening the
horizon!' But then, as already remarked,
it makes very little difference; and in the
South n man would as soon be called Ne
70 as a liar.
The noXt neighbors to the Dismal Swamp
want its name changed so they can sell
their real estate. A Virginia paper ac-
cordingly says that people "writc that the
country must be dreary and gloomy indeed,
and they fear they could not always live
under iog-thcy must have some sun
shine. How little do they imagine that,
instead of a dismal, dreary, foggy wilder
ness, the swamp in question is now clothed
with beautiful foliage! The graceful ey-
press, the stately juniper, the yellow jas
mine and clnging woodbne, sweet honey
sucl;le and fragrant laurel are on every
hand, and under May day sun the appear
ance is more like the poets dream Of Ar
cadia than dismal swamp"
This is what an enthusiastic newcomer
on the Philadelphia Press thinks of it, af-
ter elaboration "The newspaper man
who tells you he does not know what tC
write about is the fellow who continually
growlS about the hardships of the newspa'
per profession. He is as absurd in the one
case as in the other. There is no labor r
the world more fascinating to the true jour
nalst than that which journalism involves
Compared with all other professions, its
hardships are not worth noting. The veal
and tear of mind and body are fully com
pcnsated for their grand results. The jour
naist's orlS is free from monotony. The
A.. IL.
and in Il whrl Of constant excitement. II
may work early and late he may rise from
his bed rs tired as when he lay down; HI
may have no rest for many days and night
but if he loves his labor he would no
change a single one of its socalled hard
ships. the newspaper man who finds hi
business not in every detail thoroughly en-
ioyable has made blundcr, and the soone
he remedies it and leaves our little worlt
the better for himself his editorial breth
rem. and the reading public"