The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1883-08-04

scale at one hundred ana ten. A little dr1eC
up anatomy of a man. who lets his bearc
grow long, for fear people on the street
would mistake him for a telegraph boy. He
has the dyspepsia, and headache, and pains
in his bones. Ever since Selover threw him
down the cellar, he has never ventured in
the street, it is said, without an attendant
who walks behind him with his hand con
stantly on his Smith & Wesson, as if wait
ing for an attack. It is pleasant sensation
to walk with spectre at your back expect
ing every moment that some desperate
wretch you have swindled, may take the
top of your head off. I'd rather be an hum
ble newspaper correspondent, at my pres
ent salary of five thousand dollars week,
than such millionaire. AS I touch elbows
with the best of them at Manhattan, Long
Branch or Newport, [ ask myself how much
more good do these swells get out of them
than [ do. I get full breath of pure salt
air; they get no more. / hear all the music
that they hear, and at an infinitely less
cost. If Vanderbilt comes down to the
| 'ettSiA oSiiAAASs
back to town for less than S25 or $50. If
Jay Gould comes down on the Atlanta,
$500 would not foot the bill for an after
noon. | take it all in for seyenty-fve cents,
lager and cigars included, and [ arrive at
home with virtuous and elevated sense of
the fact that you have a representative by
the seaside of which any respectable news
paper might feel proud.
Your pride might be modified. however
if we should be entirely cut off from tele-
graphic communication, and that is not
the remotest of possibilities. The telegraph
operators and operatives form an army
q larger than that which won the independ-
ence of the United States. No news by
thunder-no kilograms by lightning-what
will We do without our telegrams The air
Is heavy with impending strikes. Gut off
our kilograms and our cigars, and what is
tii5re left of life: 1t only needs brewers
strike to complete our ruin.
The cigar makers have gone off upon
their cars. After months Of hard work,
during which they partially recovered from
the terrible effects of the strike of last year
they are ready to plunge their families in
misery again. The question dividing the
cigar makers, is not SO much one of wages
as principle The employers claim the
right to employ whoever they please The
regular cigar makers, however, will only
work with those who belong to their union.
If the result of the present strike is as sor-
rowful for the workers as the strike of last
year, they will have very little to congratu-
late themselves upon, when the winter
comes with its frost and snow.
That intolerable nuisance and blatant
political blatherskite Dennis Kearney,
| dropped in upon us a few days ago. It
must 90 hard with Dennis to find himself
denied hearing by such labor resormers
as T. j. Mcguire " Co. As Sir Lucius 0.
| Trigger remarks, it's a mighty purity quar-
rel as it stands, and the public interests
would be greatly conserved if both sides
were whipped. Dennis, however, has prom
ised to make it warm for all the reformers,
high and low, and to give every laboring
man three dollars a day and roast beef.
| This lot to be subject to tiuctuation of the
times, or to a difference of ability, it is to
| be regulated by law, and every poor fellow
is to get the same pay. What a vision this
for all the tramps and bummers, who must
look upon Dennis as their Moses. 1t won't
take him long to get played out in New
| York, and we are in hopes that by the time
we reach the Autumnal Equinox, he will be
breathing in the atmosphere of the sand
lots, and we shall be rid Of the nuisance.
Mr. Wong Ching Foo, editor OF the Chinese
paper, has challenged him. He will fight
him any way, or with any thing from a
goose quill to a Krupp gun. Ching Foo is
good with foils or broadsword and is rather
q heavy weight with boxing gloves. | think
if he could only get about fifteen minutes
at Dennis with hard gloves, according to
the Marquis of Queensbury's rules, you
would see the king of the sand lots knocked
out in less time than it took Sullivan to
knock out young Mitchell, the latest Eng
lish importation. | don't wish to be con
sidered a fghtist, but I would like to see
Ching Foo go for Dennis, and I'd bet my
nickels on Ching Foo.
About three or four times a week the
criminal classes get on a rampage, and it is
necessary to kill one or two of them before
you can bring them to their senses. The
other night three thieves started out Oh a
spree. 1t was their custom to go into a
saloon, cali for drinks, and after they got
them to tell the barkeeper to hang 'em up:
but they finally found a barkeeper who
| SocA&
cluded that they would clean him and his
saloon out So they went for a pile of
bricks, smashed in the front OF the saloon,
and nearly killed the barkeeper: bnt in the
nick of time he found an old musket loaded
with carpet tacks and marbles, and the re-
suit was coroner's inquest and a thief
with bail in his leg.
| Fortunately with the different strikes
came a fall in the thermometer. This was
good luck indeed, for if the weather had
continued as it was a few days ago, as far
| aS the present generation is concerned, it
would have rendered all future descriptions
of gehenna superhuous but it is a little
cooler, at which there is much rejoicing.
| Our new sanitary commission is doing
good work. The rookeries are being over
hauled; the model lodging houses, where
dozens OF men are packed like sardines in
a single room. a1a b3lng looked into. and
! sweetened with lime and carbolic acid.
| For even carbolic acid, vile as it is, Is an
after of roses alongside of some Of the
unholy perfumes of the sluns. There are
cellars where the tramps sleep. male and
female These have been turned inside out,
and still the good work goes on.
| There haS been a cry of Yellow Jack at
our door. but nobody seems to be very
much afraid.
On Thursday, we had a heavy fire in
Brooklyn, which destroyed some valuable
| shipping. The stores which run along the
river were burnt to the ground, but several
| ships were towed out into the stream and
saved. Some lives were lost and a number
of tiremen wounded. Loss half million.
WEew how hot it is F.: good by; here goes
for Coney Island.
Truly yours. BROAD8RIM
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| The most deadly foe to all malariai disease is
/ Ayers Ague Cure, a combination of vegetable