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The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02
New York Herald.


There can no longer be any doubt that
the breed Of ghosts is running down and
out.
There was time within the memory
of many a grandmother when a ghost
had some style about him, as we'll as con.
siderable individuality. If he wished to
manifest himself he would stalk in skel
eton form into a crowded room and clank
a chain that had the ring of true metal
about it, or he would dash with cleaning
eye-sockcts and grinning jaws, through
town at dead of night on a white horse
which snorted real fire in stead Of breath.
Sometimes he would choke miscrs to
death, scare drunkaris into sobriety and
in other ways show himself to be worth
talking about. When he had any com
muncation TO make he did it by word Of
mouth, and in fine, vigorous English
But how are the mighty fallen! No
body sees ghost nowadays except at the
theatre. Instead Of talking ghosts rap
idiotcally upon tables to express their
meaning, and even then it requires some
one equally idiotiC to determine what they
| mean.
When the "Herald" announce that a
| haunted house had been discovered, and
on Staten Island, too, hope for a season
revived, for both the story and the locality
had fine favor of antiquity. But, alas
the Staten Island ghosts appear TO be as
feeble minded and mpish as their imme,
diate predecessors, They dropped a
basket OF eggs at a preachers house, just
as shamefaced participator in donation
party might have done; they shook up q
bedstead which was shaky enough already
they turned dead persons hair to plum
color, Just as many an insensate hair dye
does; they flashed lights about in a house
where nobody lived, and, consequently nc
lights were needed. Worse still they
we're vicious; they broke lamp chimneys
by the half dozen, which is something
that the lamp chimney Of the period is
amply competent TO do for itself withou'
spiritual assistance, and they dragged
blankets from beauty's sleeping form-ar
act the dastardly nature of which readily
suggests itself to minds Of every capacity
Unless an immediate infusion of fresf
blood is provided the race Of ghosts vii
soon be extinct. Even if the breed were
crossed with nothing better than mule
it would be vastly improved, for it woulc
then at least have little vigor about it
without danger of losing the long ears
which are now the distinctive feature o
the ghosts themselves and all who believe
in them.
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02
A Scene on Washington Street.
indianapolis sentinel.I

Tom we will Just call him Tom-Tom
bame to town on Thursday last with a
load of corn township. Betsy,
his wie-we will Just call her Betsy-rode
in with him.
The arrangement was, when Tom sold
the corn Betsy was to purchase a few
things for the children. She said they
wanted lots of things Benny a straw
hat and a pair of shoes, Nancy a new
wrap Matte, just blooming into woman
hood, new bonnet with feather like
city girls. Tom, a large, awkward Hoo
sier, with heart as big as a barn, said,
"All right, Betsy, I'll sell the the corn
and give you the money"
Tom left Betsy on the corner hauled
his corn to livery stable, sold it and got
the money, "Ever drink" queried the
man of horses. DWELL, hardly ever" re-
spends Tom. "S'pose we imbibe?" "Nuff
sed, says Tom, and down goes three fin
gers OF bourbon straight Tom felt elated,
In ten minutes he was rich as Crnsus.
He had forgotten Betsy and home-Benny-
Nancy and Matte His great heart swell
| ed and throbbcd. He said he was as "big
as Indiana" and the hoodlums chuckled
Tom at once began to treat, and his
corn money disappeared rapidly. Betsy,
tired and anxious, at last discovered Tom.
| Her great brown eyes were filled with
tears. She exclaimed, "Oh! Tomn Tom
saw the point at once and exclaimed, al m
fool, Betsy; but by Jingo, have got
some of the corn money left" Here, and
he rolled out several subsidiary coins.
But Betsy's tears flowed on.
She pulled her white sun bonnet down
over her face, and her delicate form
trembled like leaf Tom was sober in a
minute, His great arms, like the arms OF
a derrick, swung out and wound around
| Betsy. And the great fountain of his
loving heart was broken up, and he sob
bed like a November rain.
At last, gaining control Of his tongue,
he calculated; Betsy, | have been a
darned fool, have spent six bits of my
money for Ticker, but | amt drunk Betsy,
and right here swear off," Tom in
quired for purple ribbon man. His
search was successful. Give me the
pledge, says Tom, and a ribbon as big as
the American flag. No more bourbon
for me, and sure enough, Tom took the
plege, and the blue ribbon was tied in the
button hole Of his Jeans coat Betsy
knew that Toms word was as good as his
bond. The tears we're brushed away, and
a smile, radiant with Joy, irradiated her
| features. There was enough left Of the
| corn money for the ShODning and as Tom
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02


Curate, in the course of morning call
upon lady communicate Curate: l was
panied yesterday morning to see you put
your handkerchief to your mouth after re-
ceiving the precious blood of our Lord.
Lady communcant: Indeed! I was not
aware of it, or that there was any impro-
priety in doing So Curate: | assure
you it was sinful act, and I earnestly
counsel you to avoid ii in the future. 1t
is PROCLAMATION of the Holy Eucharist to
stain the handkerchief with the sacred
blood. So careful, are we (the clergy) in
this respect that when the veil which COW
ers the cup is occasionally stained, Mr..
A. B. c. D. (senior curate) and myself
carefully wash it and we drink the water
in which it was washed, lest one particle
Of the precious blood should be lost. La
dy communicate lawfully subdued):
will be very careful not TO put my hand
kerchief to my lips again at Holy COM
munion.
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02

A couple, not 100 miles from Manches
ter, carried on their courtship in rather
novel manner.
A young man had fallen in love with
the daughter of his employer, but from
certain ideas of wealth a match was op-
posed by the father. The consequence
was that the young man was forbidden to
visit the house of his employer. The old
gentleman was in the habit of wearing
cloak, and the young couple made him
the innocent bearer of their correspon-
dence. The lady pinned letter inside
the lining of the old mans cloak every
day, and when the father went into his
counting house and threw off his cloak,
the lover took out the lady's epistle, and
read it, then returned reply in the same
manner. 1t is needless TO add that love
and ingenuity were finally successful.
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02
lightning Benefits.

When boarded the train at New York
yesterday morning, a man said to me:
"Big thing this telegraph"
"Yes," said, "it was as big as a grape.
vine"
"No joking" he said. a came here to
New York yesterday, 100 miles out of
my way, to see man. When l got here,
went to the ST. Nicholas, and when l was
ready to go out to see my man, by jocks
stranger, had lost his address, and by
George, couldn't think of his first name,
even. And his last name was only John.
son. Easy name to hunt, ch? | was
left. You know what it is to find anybody
in New York when you don't know their
address. 1t is worse than finding an hon
est man. Well, this man was new
conner here; name wasn't in the directory.
l asked questions until made fool of
myself
"Then l said to the telegraph operator
at the St. Nicholas;"
"Itll keep me here week. I've got to
write to ST. Louis and get that mans ad-
dress
telegraph" the operator said.
"Well, | never thought Of that before, l
wrote dispatch right away:
"'To Gett &Keepit, brokers, ST Louis
What's our man Johnson's first name,
and what's his address"
"And in due course the answer came
back;
"James p, St. Nicholas Hotel
"What do you think of that, stranger?
I went to the clerk and said:
"Is Mr.. James P. Johnson in his
room"
"That is Mr.. James P. Johnson said
the clerk.
"The man, stranger, was standing be.
side me, waiting for me to move SO that
he could speak to the clerk. And had
Just sent one thousand and sixtyfour
miles to find out where he was, Funny,
stranger, wasn't it" .-... -----...---.
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02
Labor and Waf
Boston Transcript

"All things come in time to him WIN
waits" says the old proverb, but how few
there are who know how to wait.
This feverish, anxious expectant wait
ing, how it wears upon the soul, robbing
the thing waited for Of half its pleasures.
1t is calm, confident, patient waiting
that bears the earliest and most certain
fruit, the waiting that does not seem long
because the waiter has discounted disap-
pointment at the outset by expecting it
to be long. The man or woman who has
an object to accomplish may set all pos
sible machinery in motion, may plan and
scheme, but in nine cases out of ten there
will be no success without waiting-pa
tient, steady, silent waiting.
The wise man watches the develooe.
ment of his plans, notes every symptom
and estimates the bearing and impor-
tanccbu he bends his energies to waiting,
and-succeeds.
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02
Do the Dying Suffer Pain,
Exchange,

People do not like to think of death. II
is an unpleasant subject; but it constantly
obtrudes itself, and there has been much
speculation as to whether mental or phys
cal pain attends the final act Observa-
ton teaches us that there is little pain Of
either kind in dying. Experience will
come to US all one of these days, but it
will come too late to benefit those who re-
main. 1t seems to be a kind provision of
nature that, as we approach the dread
event, our terrors diminish, and the COW
ard and the hero die alike-lcarless, indif-
lercnt or resigned. AS to ply pain,
DR.. Edward II. Clark, in "visions." says:
"The rule is that Inconsistencies, not
pain, attends the final act To the subject
Of it death is no more painful than birth.
Painlessly we come; whence we know
not. Painlessly We go; whittier we know
not. Nature kindly provides an an@sthet-
! ic for the body when the spirit leaves it,
| Previous to that moment and in prepara-
| ton for it,respiration becomes feeble, gen
orally slow and short, often accomplished
| by long inspiration and short, sudden ex-
| pirations, SO that the blood is steadily less
and less oxygenated. At the same time
the heart acts with corresponding debility,
producing slow, feeble and often irreg-
ular pulse As this progress goes on, the
blood is not only driven to the head with
diminished force and in less quantity, but
what flows there is loaded more and more
with carbonc acid gas, a powerful an
| athletic the same as that derived from
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02
The Value Of Sympathh
unknown Exchanged

Till we have reflected on it we are
scarcely aware how much the sum of
human happiness in this world is in
debted to the one feeling of sympathy.
We get chcerfulness and vigor from the
pleasant smiles and looks bestowed on It's,
and we catch inspiration, we know not
how, from the passing reflection.
In irving ordeals and in the dark pas
sages Of our lives, how supporting it is to
enjoy the sympathy Of kindred friends!
When the desolate, aching void enters the
heart, and it is bowed down and crushed
by sorrow, how sweetIy fall upon the car
the kindly words Of heartfelt sympathy!
Then cheering word brings with it a ray
Of Gods own sunshine that radiates our
whole being; and as the warm hand
clasps ours we feel thrill which tells us
that there is a living response to our emo
tions-an encouraging pulsation. We
know that one heart beats in unison with
our own. One look or one sigh of sym
pathy when the heart is sore is worth
more than the costiest present wealth
can procure.
Riches may assimilate fattery and
homage, but they can not buy one genu-
inc heart throb or one spark OF true
feeling. Wealth may mask, but it is not
always a true index TO happiness; for
many a heart to-day that pulsates beneath
a costly robe pines for that priceless boon,
true sympathy If we could lift the cur
tain for a moment and gaze into the in
most chambers of each human heart and
see the woe and anguish written there,
| - 10 ,tl,
and those we now condemn we would
cover with a mantle of charity. God
pities many we condemn, and condemns
many whom we pity. A kind word or
act has rescued many one who had wan
dered away and was fast hurrying to ruin,
while the cold, heartless, unlecling world
clapped its hands and urged on the
chase.
Every heart yearns for sympathy; and
there is not soul so hardened but what,
deep down in its remotest corner, covered
over with cobwebs and rust, lie broken
heart strings that, if touched by the warm
hand OF kindness, will respond and vibrate
again. Nor is there soul SO careless
that it will not welcome loving desire
for its welfare. How closely interviewer
and entwined is this word sympathy with
memory! How our thoughts play "hide
and seek" through one brain as visions OF
the old home and its clustering joys come
crowding up! But the happy home-circle
is broken, and in after years we hunger
and long for the old home sympathy
whose softening influence shaped and
nodded our characters, and fitted US tol
the sterner duties of life.
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02

1t is customary to ridicule the timid sex
by saying that the first thing they do on
retiring is to look behind the door and in
the closets to see that there is no man hid
ing in the room, and the last thing before
putting out the light is. to peep under the
bed. But comparatively few of them ever
think of looking after more dangerous
presence, and providing against its cxclu-
sion. The following from a scientific
writer win show what we mean;
1.-two persons are to occupy bed droom
during night, let them step upon weigh
ing scales as they retire, and then again
in the morning, and they will find
their actual weight is at least pound less
in the morning
Frequently there will be loss Of two
OF three pounds, and the average Of loss
throughout the year will be more
than one pound-that is, during the night
there is a loss of pound Of matter which
has gone off from their bodies, partly from
their lungs and partly through the pores
of the skin. The escaped material is car
bonic acid and decayed animal matter or
poisonous exhalations. This is difuscd
through the air in part, and in part alb
sorbed by the bed clothes. If a single
ounce of wool or cotton be burned in a
room, it will so completely saturate the
air with smoke that one can hardly
breathe, though there can only be an ounce
of foreign matter in the air. If an ounce
of cotton be burned every half hour dur
ing the night, the air will be kept contin-
ually saturated with smoke unless there is
an opening in the room for it to escape.
Now the 16 ounces of smoke thus
formed is far less poisonous than the If
ounces of exhalation from the lungs and
bodies Of two persons who have lost a
pound in weight during sleeping, for
while the dry smoke is mainly taken into
the lungs the damp odors from the body
are absorbed into the lungs and into the
pores of the whole body Need more be
said to show the importance of having
bedrooms well ventilated, and thorough
ly airing the sheets, coverlets and mat
tresses in the morning, before packing
them up in the form Of neatly made
bed?
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02
Written in the Cause Of the Oppressed
EAlice Kingsbury


j never saw a wOmad ycL who did not
regret being born a woman; never saw
woman yet who did not wish she were a
man; never saw woman yet who did
not feel that the conventional iucs that Ell
vironed her were too circumscribea for
the full development of her heart and
brain; never saw woman but would
make abetter man than half the creatures
that wear the bifurcated.
And yet l am woman; but my con-
sent was never asked whether the limited
lin some respects unlimitedy duties OF
house would satisfy all the cravings of my
intelligence, as well as my heart; | was
never given the choice of being a woman,
and have the easy and delicious task Of
bearing and rearing a large family, or
being mighty man, and with the strength
demanding occupation of selling hose
and chemises TO ladies'; was never con-
suited whether | should be president or
be a pot-washer, there being no act of
mine that was born this poor, despicable,
unloved thing-a woman-and no act of
his that nature placed him on the unlim-
tied throne Of manhood; then what calls
for the extra consideration, respect and
Difference paid him even from his birth?
They say that in this country women
are SO free, and so carefully tended; wo-
men are SO adored, that in rough Germany
they are harnessed to carts and to the
plough; that they lose all the sweet bloom
OF womanhood, etc, etc. | myself have
seen in the quaint city of Quebec wo-
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02
Co-OperatiOus
VU"UptTHtFUu8
Alfred B. Mason in Atlantic.

Alfreu Il. mason IN AIlanJlC.
1t is now ten years since some clerks in
the London post-office found themselves
unable to live on their pay. They asked
for more, and were refused. The answer
came on foggy November afternoon, a
day that was gloomy enough without bad
tidings.
Three Of the men, talking over the dis.
NAL present and the dreary future, re.
solved to try what cooperation could do.
They canvassed their fellows, and found a
dozen who were willing to buy among
them fifty pounds Of tea. The money
was paid in on the spot. The next morn
ing one of the original three, on his way
to the office, bought at wholesale store
half chest Of tea. After office hours the
purchase was duly divided, The amount
saved was twenty-five cents a pound.
The story of this success speedily spread
abroad. Within three days, the trium-
virate had orders for another half chest.
Soon they began TO buy in somewhat
larger quantities. They put the tea in an
empty closet in the post-office, and hired
the porter to weigh it out 10 the different
purchasers, paying him for his trouble
with the pound or so which each chest
contained over its nominal weight.
Little by little they added few other
staple articles TO their stock. The old
cupboard their first store, was now too
small. They hired little room in the
topmost story of a neighboring building
| for few dollars a month This was con-
sidered to be a most daring step. But
their business speedily outgrew these mar
row quarters. They were crowded out OF
room after room. Five years ago they
moved into building of their own, for
which they paid 100000. 1t is several
stories high, with frontage OF perhaps a
| hundred feet on each of two streets; 1t Is
crowded with goods, clerks, and custom
erS.
The Civil Service Supply Association
as it is called, sells $5,ooo,ooo worth Of
| goods year; moreover, it has arrange
ments with great number of the best
firms in London, by which its members
can buy from these firms for cash at from
twenty to forty per cent. discount. The
business done in this way is estimated al
$5ooo,ooo more.
Nine years ago, the association began
by selling half chest Of tea. Its growth
is most joyous fact 1t has been, how
ever, a most alarming fact to the retailers
of London.
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02

1t never is wise TO throw away old
business papers, especially if any Of them
are Acknowledgements fer money paid. An
instance illustrating the truth Of this oc-
CURED the other day in this city. A do
mestic mentioned that she had thrown out
several old papers found in her sweepings
and her employer directed her to collect
them again and dry them. The next day
there came in an old bill for considera.
Bile amount, the receipt for which was
found among old papers that had been
cast aside and then reclaimed by the or
der of their level-headed owner But for
his caution he would probably have been
compelled to pay the bill second time.
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02
wrLLx,s VIEW OF THINGS.

Charley he's my little buther:
And We has the nostest fun,
Don't we Charley? Our mother,
Whenever we whips on mother,
TriuS lu whip u.s. and We run
Don't we Charley? And ncn byme-by,
Men she gives us cakes and pie,
Don't She ChArley?-when we come in
AID promise never TO do it agaiA.
He's named Charley; I'm Willy,
And I'm got the puttiest name!
NY Uncle Bob calls me Billy"
Don't he Charley? Our lilly
named Billy" the same
9hlst like me-and our mother said
"roD puts ioolishen into our head"
Di mi she. Charley?-and she don't know
Much about bOys-eos Bob said SO.
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02
Mr.. Reede smiled

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,uo.ch;.. .,,.,, c.-- :,
b.r 1ins ,,d so..a,I,. -o...-3 t
IN colI;rr Mic ,,,,, e .I,
| "An artful, flirting little puss" thouoh,
she. But at this moment Mrs, St, Jerome
a fine lady, with berouged countenance
| and a costume like unto the French plates
in the magazines, cried out tragically,
ur.s ,ho roru o,on
aDe.r me- Mrs c, rsror. said c1,r,
| with =, rarvous Start .,vbat ran Won mean
bv friqbtenino one ont of ones Wits
| al have seen her at Mr. Browns y cried
tbe fine lady. az knew her countenance
was familiar 10 me, never vet was mis-
taken in a face, securing the front door.
.tonc ,na srseriro ont the baun
"Who on earth do YOU mean?" cried
Mrs. Allen, half inclined to believe her
friend was going mad
al mean her" said Mrs. st. Jerome,
pointina straight at poor blushing Rena.
with the handle of her pearl and silver
fan.
uBut Won must be mistaken" said Mrs.
Alen'
"She is not mistaken" said Rena, with
burning cheeks. "i-I was Mrs. Browns
servant-maid before came here.
Miss Allen recoiled from the contact of
Rena's huttering scarf Mrs ST. Jerome
sank upon a garden seat with her smell
ing bottle pressed to her nose. Mrs. Allen
drew herself I'd haughtily.
"You never told me this" said she. Re-
mas lips ouiyered, the tears rushed to her
eyes.
"Was it any disgrace'" said she.
"Of course YOU won't keep her." said
| Clara
| "CertainIy not" said Mrs, Allen. and 7
olaIl never forgive Mrs. Brown for prac.
ticing such deceit as this upon me-"
Little Rena dropped her mallet on the
grass and ran into the house. scarcely
waiting until she had reached her own
room, to burst into the bitterest tears she
''''>' O'
at is such cruel world" she sobbed
"oh! why will people look and speak
so unkindlv? oh, wish that were dead! !'
She went backto Mrs. Brown, who
received her, fguratively speaking, with
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The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02

The following testimonial of certain
patent medicine speaks for itself Dear
Sir-Two months ago my wife could
scarcely speak. She has taken two bot
ties of your Life Remover and now she
can not speak at all. Please send me two
more bottles. / wouldn't be without 1t.
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A Good Gait.

The train which carried VIM. II. Van
derbit and party from St. Thomas to Fort
Erie, IlS miles, made the distance in los
minutes. On Thursday $50 miles were
covered at an average speed of forty five
miles an hour.
The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-08-02
Strange.

1t is a singular circumstance that though
any number of crowned heads have dur.
ing the present century been exposed to
the attacks of assassins, the only head OF
a state who has fallen in that manner was
the president Of republic-Lincoln, and
the only monarch put to death in the CEN
fury was executed on American soil
Macmillan OF Mexico.