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Freie Presse fuÌˆr Texas. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1865-1945, 1884-08-28

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Freie Presse fuÌˆr Texas. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1865-1945, 1884-08-28
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Freie Presse fuÌˆr Texas. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1865-1945, 1884-08-28
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Connecticut western news., 1884-05-28
Bring on Your Goat!

Mir. Jones has been thinking of form ing lodge and becoming Free Mason, so he will be able to tell straight story to Maria when he comes home late at night all tangled up in his mind. So when he met the Grand Panjandrum the other day on the corner of Henry and Clifford streets he began 10 talk busi- ness.
 "I'm coming down some night" he said winking one eyelid rapidly, ''to get nishiated."
 ."Do," said his friend, winking back. "We'n rattle you through the degree in no time. Goat while you're young, Jones. Dye hear, old man? ?"
 At that moment wicked white goat that lodges at McCarthy's stables, and day-boards around on vacant lots, rushed out of the corner yard, knocking Jones into the middle of the street, and seating the rand Panjandrum outside of the sidewalk.
 "Look here," said Jones, getting ur slowly out of the dust, ''I call this taking mean advantage of a man. I wasn't ready to be 'nishiated, and don't like that way of doing things However, ain't going to be scared of l If anything happens to me tell Maria I died game. Now bring on your goat" and Jones rolled up his sleeves and steadied himself for square fight.-Detroit Free Press.
Connecticut western news., 1884-05-28
Baked Tomatoes, with Cream.

Cut the tops from dozen large toma- toes, %ipe them with wet towel and scoop out the inside with teaspoon; put over the fire large pan, with enough butter to cover the bottom, and when the butter is hot put in the tomatoes and quickly brown them on the under side; when the bottoms of the tomatoes are brown take them up without breaking them, and lay them carefully in an earthen dish just large enough to hold them; into the pan where they were Drowned put the pulp previously scooped out of them and set the pan over the fire; soak in cold water as much stale bread as there is tomato pulp, until 1t is soft, and then squeeze out the water and put the bread with the tomato pulp; season them highly with salt and pepper and stir them over the fire until they are scalding hot; use this mixture to fill the tomatoes, pour around them enough cream to moisten them. dust dry crumbs over the surface, and then bake the tomatoes in moderate oven for twenty minutes. Serve them hot in the dish in which they were baked.
Connecticut western news., 1884-05-28
Militia and MObs.

In most riots the neglect of few sim- pie principles by both civil and military authorities has caused most of the blood shed. The militia should be assembled promptly. If this is delayed, their armories may be surrounded and their assemblage prevented. Besides, the knowledge that troops are in readiness strengthens the police and intimidates the mob. They should not be paraded until the last moment. The bayonet and rife are deadly weapons, and not suited for mere police work. But as soon as there is danger of the police being over- powered the militia should march to their aid, and then all sentimentality should be dispensed with. A mob is a gang of law-breakers, with the criminal class coming to the top as it gains power; and the very existence of society depends upon it's being promptly put down. Halfway measures are cruelty. Any militia officer who permits his men to be shot or stoned, without resistance, deserves a court-martial. A mob never appreciates forbearance. Blank car tridges simply inspire them to fresh as- saults. Firing in the air has the same effect, besides killing innocent people at distance. Volleys are seldom neces- sary. To detail few sharp-shooters to pick off the leading aggressors is fa1 preferable. If the thrower of the first brick is shot, as rule no more will be thrown. Four shots at Cincinnati which killed four leaders dispersed the mob that attacked Powell's gun-store. The same number-fred with like effect would have scattered that which attacked the jail, if they had been the first which had been fired by the troops. It mus ] be remembered that no troops will stand being stoned or being shot al without firing in return. If the officers wait too long Gas was the case in tho Orange riots in New York;, some is sure to fire without orders, bringing on { 1 general fire which unnecessarily destroys many lives. The troops should no allow themselves to be besieged. Strong detachments should traverse the streets aiding the police in dispensing al crowds, and in clearing the streets. Tn, mob, when once broken, will neve again collect. If the militia are strong and well disciplined, and it is under stood distinctly that they will permit n, trifing, their mere appearance is usual, sufficient. If their condition is such tha the mob do not fear them, many live have to be sacrificed before peace can b.
 restored. June Ce1atltru,
Connecticut western news., 1884-05-28
COL. CASH AND HIS DEAD SON.
Regrets That the Young Man Had Not Bteu
 Brought To Justice.

A letter from Columbia, s. O., says the recent tragic death of w. Began Cash, only son of Col. E. B. c. Cash, is still the theme of public comment, md there are two views of the matter. No one questions the justice of the fate which overlook him, while public feel ing is fairly divided as between those who would have preferred that the de- ceased had so acted as to let the law mete out the punishment for his crimes. as a jury of his countrymen would have unhesitatingly determined. The young mnn had been of a turbulent character his whole life. He had been principal in two duels, instigated third, killed a peace officer, mortally wounded an inof- fensive citizen, and finally met his death with 20 wounds while resisting a Sheriff's posse. Young Cash had inherited all of the violent traits of his father, and neither of them could conceive of any atonement for real or fancied wrongs save by the shedding of blood. Both of them were men of excellent educational training, and the father was possessed of generous impulses, but the love of strong drink and disregard for human life debased their natures.
 Col. Cash will be brought to trial the latter part of this or the first of next montlr on the charge of being an access sory before and after the killing of Town Marshall Richards and the mortal wounding of James Coward. While there never was much expectation of his conviction, it is probable that the death of his son, the principal actor in the double deed of blood, will have appeased public wrath to justify the acquittal or very mild punishment of the old man, whose life is now complete wreck in every respect Col. Cash has two daughters-one married, who, with her husband and child, was at her fathers house when her brother was killed, and a single daughter, who teaches school in Spartanburg, s. o. It is probable that the father would have been buried in the same grave with his son had Began Cash been hemmed in at the pateTnal mansion, but Began was surrounded in n barn on his own plantation, about five miles from Col. Cash's home. Aservant of the household, upon being asked how the Colonel took the death of his son, replied: Mighty hard Mighty hard r
 James Coward, the unfortunate vic- tim of Began Cash's pistol practice, still fingers, with no possible hope of recoy- cry, and with no immediate prospect of release from his sufferings. His entire body below the wound continues par alyzed. Where the ball entered and where it was extracted have healed over and seem healthy, but bad sores are forming. Coward is very che erful under the circumstances.
Connecticut western news., 1884-05-28
POOR JACR'S GUARDIAN.
sermon nt Sailors Snug Harbor to tn,
 Old Salts Luid Up in Ordinary.

The frontispiece of the June Century is an engraving of St. Gaudens's statue of Robert Richard Randall, the founder of Sailors Snug Harbor" on Staten Island; and Franklin H. North con tributes lively anecdotal paper on the Harbor, from which we quote typical sermon of the Snug Harbor preacher: Chaplain Jones presides at the little church in the grounds of the Harbor. He is sailor himself, having served be. fore the mast for many years, and knows how to talk to those who follow the sea. When mere lad he ran away from his English home and shipped aboard of an East Indiaman. He is about sixty-five now, and many years ago forsook the sea to study theology. As soon as he was qualified, he went among the sailors of the great lakes. and afterward opened a Bethel in St. Louis. Then he returned hither and became the pastor of the Mariners Church. Worn out from early exposure and hardships, he was about to start for Europe in search of health and rest, when he was appointed to his present post by the trustees.
 "The visitor to the Harbor who fails to hear him address his shipmates robs himself of spectacle at once interest ing and unique. Familiar with the char acteristics of the sailor, Dr. Jones ad- dresses him in his own language, and this is the prime reason of his influence over him.
 "Hereis the substance of, a sermon # * from the text Let go that stern-line, which is given in substance. T once stood on the wharf watching brig get ready for sea- began the Rev. Mir. Jones. The top-s'ls and courses were loosed, the jib hung from the boom, and the halyards were stretched out ready to run up. Just at this moment the pilot sprang from the wharf to the quarter deck, inquiring as he did so of the mate in command, "Are you all ready?"
 "'"All ready, sir" said the officer. Then came the commando "Stand by to run up the iib !-Hands by tho head braces Cast of your head-fast, and stand by aft there to let go that stern- line LET Gol-Man the the top-s'l hal yards-Run 'em up, boys-run lem up 1! Does the jib take ?-Haul over the Starboard sheetp'
 "'She pays off fne-thero she goes, and-"HmLoA HILLoA WHAT'S THE MATTER Whats fast there {? STARBoARD THE HELM STARBoARD !" shouts the pilot. "What holds her? Is there anything foul aft there? WHY, LOOK AT THAT sTERN-1INE Heaye it off the tI2berAhead HEAyE OFF THAT TURN !"
 "'"It's foul ashore, sir P says one of the crew.
 "''"Then cut it, cut it | Dye hear {? Never mind the hawser Cut it before she loses her way"
 "'By this time there was a taut strain on the hawser. A seaman drew his sheath-knife across the strands, which soon parted, the brig forged ahead, the sails were run up and trimmed to the breeze, and the brig Billow filled away.
 "'So, too, when see men who have immortal souls to save bound to the world by the cords, the hawsers of their sins, then I think of that scene, and feel like crying out: Gather in your breast lines and haul out from the shores of destruction. Fly, as Lot from the wicked Sodom Oh, let go that stern line 2"
Connecticut western news., 1884-05-28
She TwIgged.

He called at the house and asked if she had any carpets to beat, adding that he had been in the business for over twenty years.
 "How much to beat that parlor car pet 2"' she asked.
 cone dollar"
 "Why, that's awful There was a man here yesterday who offered to do the job for fifty cents."
 Exactly, madam, but how was he prepared?'
 "He had a club in his hand"
 'I presume SO. He intended to take the carpet out on a vacant lot, didn't he ?"
 "Yes, sir. Our yard is too small, you know"
 Exactly. That is tapestry Brus- sells carpet. It is badly worn. It has numerous holes in it. He would make a great show in getting it out and in here. Out on the lot he would give you away to every one who asked who the carpet belonged to. Is that the way to do a job of this sort ?"
 "How do you do ?"
 "I take the carpet out through the alley. I wheel it home. I beat it in a yard surrounded by high board fence, and while I am returning it, all nicely rolled up and covered with Q cloth, if any one asks me what have reply that it is a velvet carpet for 224 Blauk street. If any one asks any questions l call at the houses on either side of you and ask if they have just ordered new Wilton. They watch me and see me come in here. Madam, in the language of tho Greeks, do you twig?"
 He was given the iob.-Detroh Free Press.
Connecticut western news., 1884-05-28
The London Bridge PeddIer.

The famous deaf and dumb knick- knack peddler who during the past IA years attracted so much attention on London Bridge IS dead, and the subject of the latest sensation. He died in the Southwark Workhouse, near the south end of the bridge. Despite his infirmi- ties he managed to support himself by his small sales, and, securing official and police favor by the gentleness of his de- meanor and the intelligence of his con- duct, he was allowed to occupy the same post on the great thoroughfare from year to year. Before his death the peddler beckoned to his cot one of the hospital attendants, and terrified him by speaking to him. When the attendant recovered from his astonishment the beg gar confessed that his dumbness had been feigned. He said he was Swiss gentleman of fortune and belonged to one of the best families in the republic. When young man he was betrothed to beautiful and accomplished girl He was possessed of Q most violent temper, and in lovers quarrel over a trife one day he so wounded the girl by the bitterness of his invective that she fell ill. The reproaches of his friends for his cruel conduct stung him so that he be- came melancholy from remorse and left home.
 He then resolved to punish himself. He vowed to become voluntary exile for 20 years; to earn his own living; leave his fortune untouched; keep his relatives and friends ignor- ant of his whereabouts, and go bare- headed and bare-footed in all weathers during the entire time, and to listen to no one and speak to no human being during the 10 last years of his exile. If he lived to complete his VOW he meant to return home, and use his fortune and the remainder of his days in making his betrothed happy, providing she were alive and unmarried. He had rightly kept his VOW, "but," he cried, before he expired, "my time is not quite up, and must die before it is. I have been pun ished as l deserved" Investigation, so far as it has gone, has proved that the peddler's story is entirely true, and his family in Switzerland have been made acquainted with his death.
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Connecticut western news., 1884-05-28
AS TO THE TART STRAWBERRY,
Various Ways in Which the Delicious Little
 Red Fellow May be Eaten.
From the Boston Journal.l

lGIOlh blO OOoIOh OONA
 As the strawberry season is with us, a few ideas regarding the disposal of the delicious berry might be timely. Here is one ot the best recipes for strawberry shortcake:, One pint sifted flour, tea spoonful salt, scant; ] teaspoonful soda, measured after pulverizing; 1 full tea spoonful cream of tartar (omit if sour milk be used), mixed together and sift two or three times; cup butter, l cup sweet or sour milk or cold water. Rub in the butter, or melt the butter and add it hot with the milk, gradually mixing and cutting with knife, and use just enough to make it of light, spongy con- sistency. Either bake on a griddle or in the oven. When baked tear open and spread each half of the cakes with softened butter. Put half of the cakes on hot plate. Mash 8 pint of straw berries, sweeten to taste, put large spoonful on each cake; then put another layer of cakes and whole berries, well sugared. Serve with cream.
 Strawberry charlotte: Line a bowl with strawberries and fill with Bavarian cream. The cream is made up of | box gelatine, cup cold water soaked to- gether. Whip one pint of cream till you have three pints of the whip. Boil the remainder with cup sugar and when boiling add the gelatine. Add 1 tea. spoonful vanilla. When the mixture is cold add whipped cream
 Strawberry sherbet: One pint berry juice, pint sugar, pint water, juice lemons, tablespoonful gelatine. Or, pint preserved fruit, l cup sugar, quart water, 2 lemons, tablespoonful gelatiue.
Connecticut western news., 1884-05-28
DRIVER SPLAN'S START.
Promoted from Rubber to Driver, he
 Makes n Record on the First Day.

As an entertaining conversationalist John Splan has no superior. His story of how he graduated from the position of ''rubber" to that of driver is worth re- beating. "I was rubbing horses for Dan Mace," said Splan, ''snd one day an old gentleman who had taken great deal of interest in me came along. 'Why don't you get a horse, Johnny, he said, 'and be driver yourself?' explained to him that it was almost impossible for boy who had no influential friends to obtain a trotter. I have got two,' he said, my favorite team. Twang and Sting, and, if you like, I will let you train them Of course I accepted his proposition eagerly, and lay awake half that night thinking over my good luck. The next morning the horses were sent to the track, and, boy like, I wanted to begin operations on them at once. So l harnessed Sting up to sulky that l borrowed for the occasion from one of the trainers, and while this was being done took Twang out in the field inside the track, and turned him out to grass, tying him by long rope to a strong stake which I drove into the ground. Then I went back and began driving Sting.
 "I warmed the old horse up pretty well, and started to drive him full mile. We got along very nicely until we came to the place where Twang was nibbling grass. The old horse saw his mate coming at very unusual rate of speed, and as we neared him he gave a loud whinny and started in hot pursuit. When he had galloped the length of the rope that held him, there was sudden stop. The stake to which the rope was tied held its own, and the result was that Twang turned double somersault and broke his neck. Unconscious of the destruction that was going on behind me, drove Sting down the homestretch at his best rate of speed. After con- pleting the mile and stopping the horse, found that the unusual exercise had made him dead lame, and from the way in which he imped it seemed highly probable to me that he would never re- cover. While bemoaning this fact a small boy who had witnessed the catas- trophe to Twang came up and informed me of it. The next morning the old gentleman who took so much interest in me, and who regarded me as bright and promising boy, came out to the track. He buried Twang. led Sting limping home behind his buggy, and my career as driver began and ended in one day."
Connecticut western news., 1884-05-28
A PIucky Boy.

Treasurer Anderson, of a school dis trict south of Bismarck, D. T., drew $500 to build a school house. While away from his home, where he left his wife and little boy, two men called at the house and demanded entrance, which was refused by Mrs. Anderson. The door was closed and locked, but the in- truders succeeded in prying it partly open, and, pointing revolvers in the opening, said that they had come for what money there was in the house, and requested that it be handed over. The little son, with commendable pluck, grabbed the shotgun and discharged its contents into the right breast and shoul- der of one of the robbers, and was about to give the other dose of lead when his mother prevented him. The wounded man fell into the arms of his companion, who made his escape, taking his wounded comrade with him. The body of the robber was found near the spot, ho hay ing died soon after being shot.