Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1883-12-06

lQOy-A NelO COnl1c DoHy~IU'tye"'
and Huy-C Christmas Periodicals. The
London Graphic-We 0ahspe c0"ue''-
ton.
New York, December LIST, 1888.
The Evacuation Day festivities, or
rather that part of it which was not
melted under the terrible downpour OF
rain which made the day miserable
one, in the fullest sense of the word are
almost forgotten, except by those who
are rackcd with colds or rheumatism.
For the doctors and druggists the day
proved veritable bonanza, as also for
the "good liquor men," whose supply
of fire water was in such demand that
the prohibition people must have felt
inclination to give up their agitation in
disgust. What was really remarkable,
was the attention Governor Butler ex-
cited. His appearance in the parade
acted like charm on the multitude,
galvanizing them out of their sad, soak
ed and bedraggled listlessness into life.
He attracted even greater notice than
the President himself, and the cheers
with which he was greeted must have
served as a species of balm after his ex-
periences in his own State. Coming
up Broadway near Fulton Street, | was
a witness to rather curious incident,
which somehow has thus far failed to
find its way into print. A tall lank
fellow with lantern jaws, stood gazing
over the heads of couple of smaller
men in front of him. What are they
cheerin' for % he exclaimed, as Buffers
carriage came by, and the crowd began
to hurrah. "For Butler,' said a by
stander. THAT is he, in the carriage
"Oh, said the follow, and look of
disgust crept oyer his face. "Thats
the Teller what stole de spoons, is it,
He had scarcely uttered the word, when
a darper little man reached up, struck
him in the back of the neck and knock.
ed off his hat. Several others took a
hand in the ARRAY, and by the time
they got through with hustling and
pushing him, he was glad to make his
escape. His like for Butler was evil
IDENTIFY not increased.
The music publishers have provided
an unusually large supply of new songs
and ballads for Christmas, and some of
it is unusually good. Among them
might be included "rhe Lullaby Song
of my Mother" words by James Foster
Coates, the managing editor ofthe Mail
and Express, and the music by Stephen
Massct the at one time famous "Jeems
Pipes of Pipesville."
Everybody now whistles or sings the
new song "Guess how much the baby
weighs" which promises to retain as
powerful hold on the popular fancy
as "The Babies on our Block" and
other similar sublime poetical illusions.
The music is very catchy, and, when
heard for the first time extremely
amusing. Ilarrigan and Hart have
made fortune out of their songs, and
solely by their music, although the
words generally give it point and effect,
And yet their music is all cribbed from
old Irish airs, as ore their dances and
fancy steps. lIarrigan and Hart are
New York lads, the sons of good old
Irish parents, who brought with them
the arts of the Emerald Isle when they
arrived in this country.
The publishers of Christmas period
calls have completed their work, and
both in literary and an artistic sense,
they are marvels of excellence. AS in
former years, the London Graphic will
probably have the largest sale. 1t will
be published simultaneously in England
and America on the lst of December.
The edition amounts to no less than
100000 copies, and as several of the il
Illustrations are in colors, which necessi-
tates a fresh impression for every tint,
the sheets represent a total number OF
| 1860, 900 impressions. And all this
for fifty cents.
A queer convention was held at the
beginning of this week at Utah Hall
the Oahspe Convention. The society
is composed of lot of men and women,
spiritulistic in their tendencies, who
propose to reform the world. | attend
ed one of the sessions, and although
the men might be termed cranks by
the irreverent, their earnestness i'm
pressed. They propose to establish col
onies, where the young may be educat-
ed far from the madding throng. At
those places liquor and tobacco is not
to be known even by name. In fact
they propose to form an ideal race of