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The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1883-09-22
On the Pier at Queenstown.


So, there were they, all going home,
In their long gloves and heavy rings,
Chatteriug of Paris, Venice, Rome,
The Alps, and certain other things
ION, Land, where they aud l were born,
Somehow loved them, half in scorn)
And there she sat-her cap Of snow
No whittier than her head-her face
gracious one, thought, but low
In whitening hands-there in her place.
And, careless of us all, she walled
For one whom the steerage-salled.
And there in that poor crowd he sat;
CThe widows only son was heb
l knew him, for he wore his hat
Low on his brow that none might see,
Through the still sadness of his eyes,
His heart snake at his mothers cries.
A young man, tall, with dark, curled hair,
The rose OF Ireland In his cheek,
And something stately in his air,
And southern in his voice. TO speak
The truth, he looked more proud than vain
OF blood the Armada brought from Spain.
Rough men with burdens passed her way
With curse and jest. II : ladies smiled
And stared. But still heard her say,
Through many a sob, "My darling chiId!"
As from the Old World, fading through
The mist, h . fOated toward the new!
Then, when the boat had left the pier,
Where, with her head wrapped in her CLOAK
She sat and moved not, 1 could hear
How, with his last, long look, he broke
Into a farewell chant OF pain
For this green isle of sun and rain.
Mrs. S. NJ. B. Piatt.
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By the farmhouse gate at the old coach road,
With her parcels packed by her side, they stood,
Twas early in September,
And the clinging hands, and tho words they
spoke,
And the quick warm flashes of light that broke
From the eyes or each "A thought awOkt,
Which both might well remember.
Would they meet againl Twas all he said.
Might he CALI He saw she was sore afraid
And with some sad memory worried
'No, no." she said, and she blusned for shame
Ana she pressed his hand and she breathed his
name.
And off to the town she hurried.
And long through his mind wild fancies stOa
OF a maid who pned meath some fierce control
And sighed at her window easement
And the thought of her purse proud parents
bore
A sting to his heart, and it grieved him sore;
Nor dreamt he she worked in fancy store
And lived in a downtown basement.
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The End of the World.

London Graphic.
The end of the world is confidently pre-
dcted by devout Moslems TO be approaching
with the close Of the Mohammedan thir-
teenth century on Nov. s. Tradition declares
that in the present month, during the Ra-
MADAM feast, the sun shall rise in the west
the day of mercy and forgiveness shall
cease, and that of judgment and retribution
begin. Thus, a proclamation has been
issued from Mecca warning all true believers
to prepare for the coming day, which, the
Times of India tells us, has been widely cir
cuated, and has created great impression.
A fanatical pilgrim to the Prophets tomb at
Medina, Muhammed Saleb, declares that Mo
manned appeared to him in a dream last
march, and warned him of the approaching
end. There are twenty-five signs to be full
filled before the great day. and some of
these the Mohammedans already recognize,
the closing signs being the coming OF Imam
Mahdi the dictator, with his troops bearing
black ensigns, and a mighty wind which
shall sweep away the souls of all who have
but grain of faith in their hearts, After
the Mahdis reign the trumpet will sound
two blasts, the dead shall all rise and the
Judgment begin.
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millionaire and Barefoot.

lis evening, and the round, rec sun sinks slowly
in the west,
The flowers fold their petals W, the birds fly to
the nest
rhe crickets chirp in the grass, the bats fit to
aud fro,
And tinkle-tankle up the lane the lowing cattle
go;
And the rich man from his carriage looks out on
them as they come
On them and on the barefoot boy that drives the
cattle home.
II wish," the boy says t. him self-"I wish that
l were he:
And yet, upon maturer thought. do not-no,
sirreel
Not for all the gold his roiyass hold would be
that duffer there,
With liver pad and a zoutc toe and scarce q
single hair;
Fo have wife with a Roman nose and fear lest
panic come
Far better to he the barefoot boy that drives the
cattle home"
Aud the rich man murmnrs 70 himself; would
give all my PEE
10 change my lot WIZ yonder boy2 Not If I
know myself
Over the grass that 'Il o. ants and chill with
dew to go.
With a stone bruise Don either heel and a splin-
ter in my toe;
Oh, I'd rather sail '1Y yacht O year across the
. oceans foam
Than be one day tho barefoot boy that drives the
cattle home"
-Harper's Monthly.
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Next to the mouse, the maiden breads most
the hoptoad She will move further out of
the way fer hoptoad than for any other
animal, including man, except the mouse.
She does not fear the hoptoad for the same
reason that she fears the mouse. The hop
toad is not likely to undertake the same ex-
plorations that the mouse sometimes in
dulges in There is no immediate need of
mounting a chair when a hoptoad appears
half a mile up the road. The maiden breads
stepping on the hoptoad. The sensation
sends series OF small-sized chllls up and
down the maden's frame. The sensation is
invariable followed by a scream. 1t is the
fear of undergoing that peculiar feeling that
comes when the foot brushes the toad that
causes the maiden's antipathy to the hop
toad. The very sight of the toad changes the
maidens smile into look of horror. She
will stop clingng to her lovers arm in the
cleaning, and run race with time across
the street at the appearance of the hoptoad.
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AN INTELLIGENT HORSE.
The Work of Ambulance Horse for a
New York Hospital.
New York Tribune.

New York Tribune
The driver of a Bellevue ambulance stood
on the pavement patting his horses neck
The animal seemed to enjoy the attention
paid by the driver, and looked around in an
intelligent way as if to say, We understand
each other don't WEI" Il don't believe
there's smarter horse in New York than
this one" said the driver passing his hand
over the smooth and shining coat of his
favorte. 81 have driven him for five years
and therefore know whatI am talking about.
That horse can tell every time when l have
stiff in the wagon and governs his pace &C
cordingly. l remember a while ago of
taking along man who had been injured
on the elevated road. The fellow was all
smashed up when we started for the hospi-
tai, but thought he might pull through II
we could only get in before death came. That
horse seemed to realize the importance of
reaching the hospital as soon as possible,
and tore down the street like mad. All /
had to do was to hang on to the reins and
ring the bell. Well, we had come within
half mile of the hospital when all at once
the horse began to pull up and soon fell into
a gentle trot. | tried to make him go faster
by cluckng to him and striking him gently
with the whip, but it was of no use. |
couldn't understand what had come over him
until | happened to turn around and look at
the poor fellow lying III the ambulance. Then
| knew the reason-the man was dead. That's
not the only case l have bad in which my
horse has discovered that the patient was
dead before we reached the hospital.
How does he find it out? Blamed if l
know. He beats all the horses l ever saw.
tried to fool him one day. The man in the
wagon was dead when we started, but being
in hurry to get in as soon as possible l
whistled to my horse and struck him with
the whip and endeavored to make him think
we had an urgent case on board. 1t want
no use He saw throught it ali and wouldn't
bulge out OF slow trot. All | wish is that
he could talk He'd make good surgeon,
he wOuld -
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"DOWn Brakes"
Lecture of ex-sergeant French.

Lecture of eX-SeT geant French.
Senator Davis, who, l have just told you,
was in earlier days a brakeman, once gave
the Senate an emphatic demonstration of
this oft-noted fact Judge Thurman, being
a generous snuff-taker carried an immense
red bandanna handkerchief, and when he
arose to speak, usually, as preliminary,
grasped his nose with the red bandanna and
gave a blast like a trumpet 1t was we'll to-
ward morning of wearisome all-night
session, and Senator Davis was asleep, his
head resting upon his desk. But will say
for the Senator that he was not often asleep
in the Senate Senator Edmunds had pro-
voked Judge Thurman to a speech and,
by introduction, the Judge unfurled his red
bandanna and blew blast of more than
usual power Mr.. Davis may have been
dreaming of his old railroad days; at any
rate he sprang to his feet in ahalf-dazed con-
dition, and, catching sight of the red flag
the Old signal of danger-and seeming to
imagine that he had heard shrek of alarm
from the open throttle of a locomotive call
ing for down brakesl' seized his desk, and
by the brakemans firm, quick twist,
wrenched it from the floor. l was not pres
ent on this occasion, and therefore cannot
assert the entire truth of the story from per-
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London Times.

LondOn IIIhss.
1t appears from recent statistics on.this
subject that Paris occupies very unenviable
position. The ratio of suicide for every mill
ion inhabitants averages yearly 402, while in
Naples it is only 81. The French capital is
thus the saddest as we'll as the gayest city in
Europe The ratio for other cities is as fol-
lows: Stockholm, 354 (this high average is
quite unaccountabe in the northern city,
where the pressure of life is not great;
Copenhagen, 3O2 Vienna, 287; Brussels, OIL;
Dresden, $40; s. Petersburg, BOG; Florence.
$780, Berlin, 10; New York, 144; Genoa, 135;
London, 81, and Rome "A. London thus
occupies a very advantageous position in the
list With regard to New York. ii is said
that the majority of suicides in that city are
Germans.
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A Tale of the Sleeper.



The following story was told US in the
strictest confidence, and we don't wish it to
go any further: An invalid gentleman and
his lady had engaged a berth in a Pullman
car of the Northwestern railway. Toward
midnight the patient awoke with severe
pain in his back, and asked his wife to apply
a mustard-plaster as quickly as possible. His
better-half at once got the plaster ready, and
hen ran to the other end of the carriage to
warn it at the lamp and make it draw all
the better. Returning to her sick husband,
the little woman unfortunately went to the
wrong bed which happened to be occupied
by a stout wine merchant, who was fast
asleep. She quickly drew the curtain, lifted
the bed-clothes and, in a twinkling, clapped
the plaster on the travellers back. At that
moment the sick husband called out from
his berth: Mary! what long time you
are!" Now the poor woman first became
aware of her terrible mistake. Hurrying to
her husband, she told him in whisper of
what she had done. The poor sufferer could
not help laughing in spite of his pain, and
he laughed until his pain had left him. Then
all was still for awhile, until suddenly loud
cries and imprecations were heard proceeding
from the wine traveller. "Herrgotsmiilon-
endonnerwetter? What is that have got on
my back? Himmel- bombem- granaten-ele-
Hagelw etter! Whew, how
it burns! Water! Fire! All OH my back.
The bed is on firel Thunder and lightning!
Water! My back!' etc. We draw veil over
the rest of the story.
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Why He Was Fined.

Pittsburg Dispatch
No, sir utterly and positively refuse to
listen to any excuse from you" said the Aus
tin recorder, emphatically.
"But, your Honor"
"There are no mitigating circumstances
whatever. 1 have no sympathy for the man
who neglects his family"
Il didn't neglect my family. l only gave
my neighbours boy a warming up"
That's just it. That's the trouble Here
you have house full of children of your
own, and yet YOU go out on the street and
wallop strange child whom you were under
no obligations to whip, and leave your own
children unpublished. Yes, sir, you are
mulct sir, actually mulct in the sum of $40
and costs. Call the next case"
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Ode to John Brown.

National Republican.
The following is said to be the initial verse
of Tennyson's ode to John Brown. 1t is strik-
ing for it's originality, if for nothing more:
",Tohn Brown is dead-..that good old man;
We ne'er shall see him more.
He used 70 wear a long tailed coat,
And wait upOn her Majesty,
Queen Victoria, and
Nothing mOre!"
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SPICE.

Rochester Post-Express: Half loaf is
no doubt better than none, but news
paper man never gets chanceto loaf at all.
The following is extracted from a smart
boys composition on babies" The
mothers heart gives 4th JOY at the baby's
LIST 9TH"
Creelsburg Oak, is just about one hun
bred days old, and has christened itself the
Saratoga of Dakota, the inhabitants having
noticed a very unpleasant taste in the water
Boston Transcript
A young miss of sixteen asks what is the
proper thing for her to do when she is ser
enaded by party of gentlemen at a late hour
We are glad to be able to answer this ques-
ton. Steal softly down stairs and unite the
dog.
NO" said Mrs. shoddy, 81 don't care so
much because 1 never had any children; l
never liked children, you know But l
should like to have one, so that could have
"nrse in lace cap to take care OF it when
10 the sea shore. It's so stylish, you
L.. ""
Norristown Herald: Before a young man
can court a Mexican girl he has to tell her
parants on the door steps of the house what
his prospects in life are. If he says he is a
curve pitcher for a champion basel ball club
the old folks say go in"
Five minutes walk to kirk
Makes her sick-its awful work
And that is why she seldom heeds the bell:
But let her young man call
And invite her to ball
You never saw girl SO strong and well.
Whitehall Times.
On the stage or in real life man always
puts his arm round girl to protect her.
Now, unquestionably, man with one arm
occupied in hugging girl isn't in the best
form to ward off danger, but still it's a good
custom, which we wouldn't for the world see
go into disuse, the danger is so often mag
mary.
Il trust your daughter is not one of those
tame spiritless sort of girls that sometimes
apply to us for situations and.are too bashful
to fill them" said Boston shopkeeper to a
father who was seeking employment for one
of his children.
Sir" he replied, Indignantly, tiny daugh-
ter has red hair"
when does the honeymoon end Mr.
Johnson?' asked a sentimental young lady
of a friend with whom she was discussing the
subject of married life.
Il don't know" returned, the practical Mr..
Johnson, but L We heard you could consider
it over when husbands pantaloons go more
than two days without a full complement
OF suspender buttons"
as this train to stop at Neponset?" pas
senger asked a conductor of the Old Colony
road the other forenoon, mo, sir, " was the
reply, mo stops between South Braintree
and Boston," Why, how's that?" said the
surprised inquirer you used to stop there;
YOU did the last time | came up" The con-
ductor was puzzled. Guess you are wrong"
her said but when was the timer "Well,"
replied the passenger, II can't say exactly"
And after moments thought he continued,
lit was when l built my barn some time
during the war."-Boston Transcript.
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*IT is not necessary to enter into particulars
in referring to the complicated organic and func-
tional difficulties to which the more delicate
classes of American women subject; but we
take pleasure in saying that Mrs. Lydia L.
Pinkham's Great Remedy for all these troubles
has an unbounded popularity.
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sonal knowledge. But it was often repeated
about the Senate chamber, and l never
heard any of the details called in question"
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JACOB JOHNSON, farmer near indianapolis.
was cured of dyspepsia and biliuESuess BY tho
use of Browns Iron Bitters.
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Got the Wrong Girl.

Got the Wrong Girl.
Girl in hammock
Reading book
Catches man
BY hook or crook.
Girl In kitchen
Scrubhing pan
Gar not gOhble
Any man.
Ten years later,
Head in whirl,
Wished he'd taken
Kitchen girl.
West Virginia freeman. (Parkersburg, W. Va.) 1881-1886, 1883-01-31

What is gratitude?
Gratitude is the memory of the
heart.
What is hope?
Hope is the blossom of happi-
ness.
What is the difference between
hope and desire?
Desire is the. tree in leaf, hope j.
the tree in flower, and enjoyment
is tree in fruit,
What is time?
A line that has two ends-a path
that begins in the cradle and ends
in the tomb.
What is Gods
The necessary being, the sum Of
eternity, the merchant of nature,
the eye of justice, the watcher of
the universe, the soul of the world.
Does God reason?
Man reasons because he doubts,
he deliberates, he decides. God is
omnicient. He never doubts; He,
therefore never reasons.
West Virginia freeman. (Parkersburg, W. Va.) 1881-1886, 1883-01-31
He Wanted the Heather to Have
Them Too.

The spirit and aim of those who
are sending the Bible to the heath
en- is beautifully illustrated by an
incident narrated of little Miller
Bissell, of Norwalk, dear child
of seven years of age, whose early
death occurred few months since.
He belonged to Sunbeam Circle, !"
company of little children who
gathered up in"mission boxes"such
gifts as they could, and who in
this way during the last year rails
ed sixty-five dollars for the foreign
field.
Often during the week that Mill
er was so i'll did he ask to have his
BOX" opened, that he might see
how much he had for the "poor
heather children. Once in open
ing 1t his mothers attention was
attracted by little piece of news
paper among the pennies. "Why,
Miller, what is this?" she said,
"you don't want this in" ooh,
yes" he said in his quick bright
way, "yes do, mamma, why they
are beautiful, beautiful verses
about God. | do want the heather
to have them too, they are beautiful.
I know they will like them. y
And SO the precious little paper
was put back to be sent with his
other treasures for the Lord.
He admired the verses and want
ed the heather to have them too.
This was genuine benevolencc, and
it illustrates the nature of true
love which seeks to give to the
heather that gospel which is to
us as the pearl of great price. - Be-
BILE Society Record.
West Virginia freeman. (Parkersburg, W. Va.) 1881-1886, 1883-01-31
An AllegOry.
FROM A LADY's ALBUM,

Once on a time a little leaf was
heard to sigh and cry, as leaves
often do when a gentle wind is
about. And the twig said, "What
is the matter, little leaf?"
"The wind" said the leaf, "just
told me that one day it would whirl
me of, and throw me down to the
ground to dep
The twig told it to the branch on
which it grew, and the branch
told it to the tree. And when the
tree heard it, it rustled all over,
and sent back word to the leaf:
"Do not be afraid hold on tight
ly and you shall not go till you
want to" ...
And SO the leaf left off signing,
and went on nesting and singing.
And so it grew all through the
summer, till October. And when
the bright days of autumn came,
the little leaf saw all the leaves
around becoming very beautiful.
Some were yellow, and some were
scarlet, and some were striped with
both colors Then it asked the
tree what it meant. And the tree
said:
"All these leaves are getting
ready to fly away; and they have
put on these beautiful colors be-
cause of joy"
Then the little leaf began to want
to go, and grew very beautiful in
thinking of it; and when it was
very gay in colors, it saw that the
branches of the tree had no color
in them, and so the leaf said:
ooh, branch, why are you lead
colored and we golden ?"
"We must keep on our work
Clothes" said the tree, ''for our life
is not done yet; but your clothes
are for holiday, because your task
is over" E....E-....E
Just then little puff of wind
came, and the leaf let go without
thinking of it, and the wind took it
up and turned it over, whirled it
like spark of fire in the air, and
let it fall gently down, and then
blew it under the edge of the fence,
among hundreds of other leaves,
and it fell into dream, and never
walked up to tell what it dreamed
about.
West Virginia freeman. (Parkersburg, W. Va.) 1881-1886, 1883-01-31
Kiss Me Good Bye, Dear.

That is the phrase heard in the
hallway of many home as the
man of the house is hurrying away
70 exchange daily labor for daily
bread in the mart of commerce.
6ometimes it is the wife who says
~, sometimes infant lips prattle
the c2ressing word, holding sweet
1ower-face for the kiss that is its
warm sunshine of life, and the
Strong man waits a moment to
elasp his treasure and is gone, and
3ll day he wonders at the peace in
pls heart; at the nerve with which
ne meets business losses, or bears
business crosses. The wife's kiss
qld 1t, the baby's kiss did it; and
Pc realizes that it is not wealth or
position or luck that makes our
happiness, but the influence we
pear with US from the presence of
those we love.
West Virginia freeman. (Parkersburg, W. Va.) 1881-1886, 1883-01-31
Old Oaks.

The noted oaks of England are
innumerable, Windsor forests be-
ing rich in them, and Sherwood
forest, once crown forest like
Needwood, and now fine fields, con-
tains memorable timber, dates be-
ing nicked on some of them that
are 900 years old. The great Win
farthing oak in Norfolk was called
the Old oak in the time of the Con-
querors, and has been supposed to
have attained the age of 1900
years. The King oak in Windsor
forest is upward of 1000 years old.
West Virginia freeman. (Parkersburg, W. Va.) 1881-1886, 1883-01-31
A Chapter On Eyes.

What variety of eyes there are
in the world! There are loving
eyes, admiring eyes, envious eyes,
malicious eyes, smiling eyes, tear
full eyes, meddlesome eyes, pene-
trating eyes, and eyes that look
and yet see nothing; besides many
other kind Of eyes which, in their
own peculiar way, are peering into
the worlds mysteries.
A good way to make loving eyes
is to be true, devoted, and thought
full of home comforts.
To attract admiring eyes, be
cheerful, tidy and industrious.
To cure longing eyes, call in and
give some supper to the poor, half
starved little creature who is gaz-
ing in at your bountifully supplied
table.
To satisfy inquisitive eyes, let
them see the very thing they had
rather not.
To avoid jealous eyes, be neither
distrustful, nor do that to another
which you would not have done to
you.
To avoid envious eyes, be squint-
eyed, hump-backed, squatty, dis
agreeable, and no sort of use to
anybody.
To keep clear of malicious eyes,
die at once and go to Heaven.
To cause smiling eyes, speak
kindly, deal gently and be light
hearted and merry, remembering
life is to enjoy.
Have fearful eyes whenever the
heart is full. 1t is a good way to
work off troubles and tighten the
spirit.
To avoid meddlesome eyes, stay
at home, lock all doors and draw
the curtains. Then if they look in
through the keyhole, throw hot
water on them, if you are over-sen-
sitive; otherwise, go ahead with
your own affairs in your own way,
and let them NEEDLE.
Penetrating eyes must lock up
and try to forget all the secrets dis
covered of the shortcomings OF
Others, only remembering the beau
tiful things which the blind cannot
see.
For eyes that look and see moth
ing there is no cure, excepting an
awakening of the soul or intellect
ual ener yies. Will it not be heav
en- when all eyes see clearly and
from kindly motives ELM Oriou