The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1881-01-13
MEME.

James All oA AA0n
Chicago, wiser if not better man.
a little son of John Netzer died with
diphtheria on Wednesday. 1t Is the
first fatal case Of this dread disease that
has occurred in this neighborhood for
some time.
Miss Bridget Madigan. eldest daugh-
ter of Michael Madigan, Esq, was mar
ried yesterday to Mr.. John Cries, the
ceremony being performed by Rev. Faith
er Roche. The happy young couple
started on their journey through hfe
under the most favorable auspices and
are heartily wished unalloyed happiness
by their large number of friends and &C.
quaintances.
A debate will take place in temperance
hall on the evening of the 18th inst,
upon the question, Resolved that the
secession of the southern states was lusti-
fable" The question is good one and
no doubt will be ably handled by the
verbal gladiators.
The literary observation-disclosures
occurred in the evrning of the 9th, was
very pleasant and profitable affair. TIE
address of Judge Kirwan was mastery
and exhaustive and occupied about one
hour and half in its delivery. ?. b
Hewitt, in very elaborate speech, ex
hibited the pleasing side of Oliver Crom-
well's character and endeavored to show
that he was not the blood thirsty tyrant
that many historians paint him. Peter
Brady delivered finely finished aud
scholarly essay on agriculture and MIR.
Sims ably read one of Burdette's side
splitting sketches. Miss Hayes recited
in very pathetic manner the lovely
poem Little Gretchen" while G. T.
Whelan drought down the house" in
his mastery rendition of two comic selec-
tons. Songs were sung by the Conway
brothers, P. j. White and others, while
a very nice little drama was performed
by the Misses Julia Hayes, Sarah Pep
pard and Maggie Walterbach. Altogeth-
er it was very fine entertainment and
reflects great credit upon all those who
participated in the exercises.
The melancholy death of Henderson's
ass, induced the solitary subscriber OF
the Tribune here to destroy his last issue
of that sheet ere it was perused. As for
ourself we touch not, taste not, handle
not the unclean thing. But an acquaint-
ance Of ours who is not in the least fas
tidious about perusing such disgracefui
matter informs us that we have complete
ly annihilated the lascivious quadruped
who runs that wonderful engine of the
stalwart republicans. We expected moth
ing else. We owe, however, the readers
of The Pilot al apology for squelching
him in such personal and perhaps. IN
gentlemanly manner. But as an excuse
We must urge that gentlemanly language
used in q discussion with the polluted
editor referred to, would be entirely USE
less, as he has not sufficient intelligence
nor manners to appreciate it. Hence, to
come within his maudlin comprehension
or understanding, We had to adopt lan
guage and methods which We would never
use in controversy with a gentleman.
But now that he is totally and forever
extinct, we can not refrain from doing
him the last act of justice, viz: writing
his epitsph. 1t will be seen that this
epitaph is very appropriate as it should
be for it has cost us many weary hours
III Composing. His friends are at
liberty to place it on his monument, and
though it entailed considerable expense
aud trouble i'll perfecting, we won't
charge cent for it's use. Here it Isl
TO the memory of Henry Sandford who
entered this vale of tears by an accident
and who left. it through the visitation of
God coupled with the assistance of the
Pilots Meeme correspondent.
Fold his dirty hand, together,
Close his ldotic eyes
See how like a deceased jack ass.
Pale and motionless he lies.
See the head that God intended
Should hold at least little wit:
In the bloated carcass lying,
Behold mans vile counterfeit.
Dump him roughly in pit-hole.
Cover him with sods and grass;
And let Us pray that God will never
More make such a filthy ass.