Eureka daily sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1871-1887, 1877-09-16
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SonAe years ego we were in the habit
of meeting a one-eyed man, who was a
"eucber sharp" lie was a rough old
sea captain, named Lands, and was
the father Of lands. of Vineland, who
some moths ago shot and killed an
editor. Young lands founded the
Temperance, Free-I.ove and Yankee
Elysiam of Vinelsnd, about thirty
miles from Philadelphia. redeeming
from alluvium a splendid blackberry
and grape patch. Young lands mar
ried a daughter Of Commodore Meade.
The Commodore was non compos, and
chased young lands around for some
time with a navy persuader, but Lam
dis evaded him. Vineland is a suburb.
an village, where people tired OF dissi-
patton go TO recruit their faculties-no
liquor is sold there-brush up the sen
timental bumps, and deal in euphu-
isrns; in fact, a made magdalen asy-
lum, with Lands for its mddre.
Newport one in for It's share of
journalistic puffs. Newport is a sum-
mer city on a crescent-shaped bay,
where ~aristocracy builds its cottages;
where revenue cutters and other Gov
eminent vessels anchor, and send their
gold laced snobs and feeders at the
public CRIB to the hotel hops; where
oreign coachmen and Wallets assume
their masters titles, and monopolize
heiresses; and where snobs, with COM
fpr hla hnIlSaa at hnmn nav nnnr-
nous prices for accommodations below
those of a mining camp. Newpor, has
its displayed columns in its praise.
John Morrissey has his line. We
remember a fellow With u slouched hat
and a broken nose, and a pair of black
eyes, SOME twenty-five years ago-tnat
was him.
Superintendent Wickersban ,ofPenn-
s~ylvania, says: Il am not sur but
that II bali the money expended in the
schools OF our cities were expended in
the erection of shops to teach boys and
girls trades, it would be better"
Mem: We had a ''gurl." Her name
was Beck Plum. At the door of the
church we waited for that ''gurl."
Some fellow stepped in front of US and
offered her his arm. Beck didn't see
it, and as she walked Off hooked to our
sinister wing, we said: "Who was
that fellow ?" "Why, don't you
known" said Rebecca. THAT was Mr..
Wlckeerham; he had a select school of
half a dozen young Arabs and was
then a rising man."
Ben. DeBar is dead. He died as
F~als,aff, but he killed Falstaff first.
Warren was the Falstatf in this coun
try, and after him Backett-Rip Van
Winkle-Mons. Mallet, Monsieur Ton.
son Hackett. Ben. DeBar was too vul-
gar for Falstaff. We knew Ben. well.
and his wife too-his last wife. She
was a ballet dancer, Miss Vallee, and
whose father was a lock smith-not a
gunsmith as the press says-an5 has
a shop on Pine street above Eleventh,
Philadelphia, or had four years ago.
In connection with nero obitu
aries of Davenport we find the name
of Joe Jefferson. A good many years
ago Charley Burke produced at the
old Chestnut street 1Theater a light
haired, slim shanked, awkward boy,
his half brother. His name was Joe
Jefferson, and as the grandson Of the
celebrated old Joe, he was received
kindly, though his first efforts were
of a very awkward kind, and his at
tenuated figure most unprepossessing.
He grew, however, and he is now the
Rip Van Wrinkle of the stage.
In Pennsylvania politics a gentleman
named Passmore has been nominated
for Auditor Genral over III. j. Rudu.
The nomination recalls this reIninis
cence: Rudu is the son of And. j..
Rudu, of Eastern Pennsylvania, once
a Governor of one of the Provinces.
In 1861 young Rudu vas a student at
Princeton, and 81 was a young man
who is now an Episcopal clergyman,
named Fullerton, a Philadelphian,
and son of A. j. Fullerton, ESQ. Full
lerton got off some red rot rebel senti
ments, and Rudu with several others
PIT him under the pump in the cam
Pus, and got expelled for their tricks.
Rudu Joined the army and Fullerton
took orders and is now a fat, lisping,
and English mimickiug liturgist, and
Rudu a politician.
Running over Philadelphia Press
has evoked these memories, and l give
them 10 you As souvenirs of the past.
They may not interest your readers,
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