St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1880-11-05
Our New York Letter.

TRUE INWARDNEsS EXPLORED-A BIG
FIRE AND A LITTLE ONE-sARAH
l. BERNHARDT, KATE CLAYTON AND A
GALLANT BLOWER OF BRAsS-FREE
BREAD AND HOT COFFEE FOR THE
MILLIONAIRE WORK OF REVEREND
FATHERS IN GoD-sILENT SHADOWS
AND CAUGHT CoUNTERFEITERs.
NEW YORK, Oct. 90, 1880.
10 the Editor of the Caledonian:
Well! Before write another RADIx
the long agony will be over and we
shall know who is to be our next Presi-
dent. Eschewing politics, as you know
L always do, they give occasion some
times for some items of news which it
would be objectionable to slur or pass
over without mention Some pretty
good hits have already been made by
your humble servant, and will lust
invite your attention to what fondly
believe is another. 1t is surmise, and
yet something more than a surmise,
relative to the all-absorbing topic of
the day, the alleged Garfield Chinese
letter. "Stupid and brutaln it is ac-
knowledged by all. Some thousands
of respectable citizens think it for
gerry, while other thousands, equally
respectable, think it isn't. If it be
forgery, l maintain that it has many
elements akin to that other famous
sensation in its day, the historic Bogus
Proclamation, for printing which, in
rather too much of hurry to believe
it true, the editors of the World and
Juornal Of Commerce were clapped into
Fort Lafayette during the war, while
their papers were temporarily suppress
ed, in company with the author, Joe
Howard, that lovable but cratic ex-
lamb of Mr.. Beecher's flock, with his
irrepressible twist to deviltry of high
and ingenious order. A bird of like
feather is Mr.. Quilp, or rather Philip
his moral deformity made me think of
Dickens creatiOn-who is accused of
being the forger of the document. If it
be bogus, l believe that it will be found
that in its inception it was the outcome
of a prolonged sitting under the juniper
tree, when the boys got frolicsome and
their wit itched to find startling out
let. That was the way the Bogus Proc
lamation was started. Joe Howard
declares. and know him well, that he
hadn't an idea of such thing till FIVE
minutes before he set to work on it.
The idea struck him like q flash, and in
congenial company, convulsed with
laughter, the precious screed was con-
cocted and dispatched on its mischiev-
GUS way. Like the light Whit of snow
kicked up by chamoise on the Alps,
the thing has grown to an avalanche
the prime movers evidently did not
dream of. 1t is singular how readily
Mr.. David NJ. Stone, of the Journal of
Commerce, swallowed this bait as well
as the former one. He at once adopted
the atrOcious sentiment, while init
mating broadly and with little blink
HuOotiOu was d
cowardly liar for repudiating it, back
handed slap all around in fact. The
canvass of 1876 was hot work, but the |
ginger in this is very noticeable, indeed.
The great dry goods WHOLESALERS shut up
shop early in the afternoon of Thurs
day and marched, phalanx of million
aires, in body to Wall street, to sup
port Bob Ingersoll at one of the most
influential outdoor meetings ever held.
while feeling is running SO high that,
on the burning of the Ansonia Clock |
Company's works, in Brooklyn, the
other day, entailing the loss of millions
and throwing thousands cut of work, it
was currently believed for some time |
that the disaster was of incendiary orr
gin, and that the workmen destroyed |
the source of their livelihood in order
to give hint to their employers that
they objected to Chinese Cheap Coolie |
Competition. In fact, there's too much
bad blood already. / wish the election |
was over. l think the country will be
safe, after all.
Sarah Bernhardt is here at last in all |
her ethereal thinness, and has already
assimilated large quantities of cock tails |
and Bourbon sOurs, those supposed-to-
be indigenous American drinks. | fan
cy it will scarcely be worth my while |
to tell you much about her, since all
the papers have been, and will be, full
of her, her sayings and doings. To tell
the truth, | can't say much now. for
haven't seen her yet, and shocklnS us
it may sound, were it not for tne inter-
est of your readers, 1 personally would
not care to cross the street to see the
polyandrous but well-preserved in
vader. .,ut she has set Gotham in
blaze.
Talking of blazes, Kate Claxton was
on the stage with another fire the other
night, little one this time, which was
put out with great presence of mind by
the trombone, or rather the agile though
pouderous performer on that instru-
ment. Not with his breath, though
Herr Pfeiffenschneider can puff away
with the best of them, but in a real
workmanlike manner, and the audience
at the Bijou Opera Heuse had good
reason to applaud his bravery and cool
ness in the emergency. The good fell
low certainly saved panic which
would inevitably have caused great loss
of life, and he ought to get silver
from hone at least as memento Of his