The Indiana State sentinel., 1879-12-03

purpose, and the length of the evening is
multiplied by 100. Yesterday dined with
club here at half-past 2, and came back
here at half-past 8, with general impression
that it was at least o'clock in the morning.
Two days before l dined with Longfellow
at half past and came back at 8, supposing
it to be midnight. To-day we have a state
dinner party in our rooms at 6-Mr a nd Mrs.
Fields and Mr.. and Mrs, Bgelow. (He is
friend of Forster's, and was American min
lister in Paris.) There are no negro walters
here; all the servants are Irish-wilhng but
not able The dinners and wines are very
good.
keep our own rooms well ventilated by
opening the windows or passages, and they
are so overheated by great furnace that
they make me faint and sick. The air is
like that of the pre- Adamite ironing day in
| full blast. Your respected parent is i'm
mensely popular in Boston society, and its
cordiality and unaffected heartiness are
charming l wish 1 could carry it with me.
The leading New York papers have sent
men over for tomorrow night with instruc-
tions to telegraph columns of description
Great excitement and expectation every
where. Fields says that he has looked
forward to it so long that he knows he will
die at minutes to s.
| At the New York barriers, where tickets
are on sale and the people ranged as to the
Paris thcaters, spectators went up and
down offering $50 for anybody's place"
The money was in no case accepted. One
man sold two tickets for the second, third and
fourth night for "one ticket for the first
$50, and brandy cocktail" which is an
iced bitter drink.
Mr.. @. w. CHILDs.
From Philadelphia he writes:
The great man of this place is one Mr..
Childs, newspaper proprietor, and he is so
exactly like Mr.. Esse in all conceivable res
pect, except being an inch or SO taller, that
was quite confounded when 1 saw him wait
ing for me at the station always called depot
here) with his carriage.
4 A SLIGHT MISTAKE.
Writing from Baltimore he says:
This is one of the places where Butler
carried it with so high hand in the war,
and where the ladies used to spit when they
passed Northern soldier. 1t still wears, l
fancy, a look of sullen remembrance. The
ladies are remarkably handsome, with an
Eastern look upon them, dress with strong
sense of color, and make brilliant audience
The ghost of slavery haunts the houses, and
the old, untidy, incapable, lounging. sham.
bling black serves you as free man. Free
of course, he ought to be; but the stupen-
dous absurdity of making him a voter glares
! out of every roll of his eye, stretch Of his
! mouth and bump of his head. have a strong
! impression that the race must fade out of the
: States very fast. 1t never can hold its own
against striving, restless, shifty people.
al AS OTHERS SAW HIM.
ITO his friend, the late Charles Fechter
c ! he writes:
Y "I have an American cold (the worst in
e the world) since Christmas day. 1 read
e four times a week with the most tremendous
energy / can bring to bear upon it. trave
about pretty heavily. / am very resoluts
: about calling on people, or receiving people
: or dining out, and to save myself a grea
deal. read in all sorts of places-churches
4 theaters, concert rooms, lecture halls
: Every night / read am described (mostly
e by people who have not the faintest notior
of observing) from the sole Of my boot t
d where the topmost hair of my head ought t,
j be, but is not. Sometimes l am described a
1 being evidently nervous;" sometimes it il
r rather taken i'll that "Mr. Dickens is so ex
y traordinarily composed" My eyes are blue
: red, grey, white green, brown, black, hazel
r violet, and rainbow colored. 1 am like +,
: "well to do American gentleman" and tn,
e emperor of the French with an occasicna
e touch of the emperor of China, and de
t terioration from the attributes of our famou
townsman, Rufus w. B. D. Dodge Grumsher
e Pickville. 1 say all sorts Of things that
IS never said, 60 to all sorts of places that
t never saw or heard of, and have done al
G manner of things--in some private state o
o existence, / suppose--that have quite ESCAPED
? my memory. You ask your friend to de
: scribe what he is about. This is what he j
d about every day and hour of bis American
= life. On Wednesday came back here 70
e my four church res0ngs in Brooklyn
o Each evening an enormous ferryboat vii
, convey me and my state carriage. not t
3" mention half dozen wagons and any mum
Q, Der of people and few score of horses
= across the river, and will bring me bacl
again. The sale of tickets there was al
amazing scene.
Is THE sPEcULAToRs IN BROOKLYN.
The noble army of spectators are now fur
10 nished this is literally true, and am quit
?, serious) each man with q straw mattress,
,r little bag of bread and meat, two blankets
'. and bottle of whisky. With this out6
,r they lie down in line on the pavement tn
whole night before the tickets are sold, ger
orally taking up their position at about II
1t being severely cold at Brooklyn, they mad
y an immense bonfire in the street, narro,
! street of wooden houses-which the polio
y turn out to extinguish. A general fight the
T. took place, out Of which the people furthes
!. off in the line rushed bleeding when the
- saw u chance of displacing others near tn
y door, and put their mattresses in those place.
y and then held on by the iron rails. At 8 i
~ the morning Dolby appeared with the ticket
= in a portmanteau. He was immediatel
70 saluted with roar of "Halloo, Dolbylr as
Is Charley has let you have the carriage, hs
. he, Dolby?" "How is he, Dolby?" "Don
u drop the tickets, Dolbyl' Look alive, Do
byl'' ETC., ETC., in the midst of which he pre-
Z, ceeded to business, and concluded, MS usua
81 by giving universal satisfaction. He is mo-
=, going off upon little journey 'to look owe
ie the ground and cut back again." This lttl