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The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
A Queer Freak of Death.

Cincinnati Enquirer.
The case of Jacob Weber. who died in New
port on Sunday, Nov. 2, and whose remains :,ra
still in the vault of the Evergreen Cemetery.
back of that city, is the talk of Newport. Tie
deceased. while acting as marshal in one of the
Republican torch-light professions of last wecE,
contracted q cold which, to all appearances,
terminated fatally on Sunday, Nov. 2, after bat
one weeks illness. On the following Tuesday,
Nov. 4, the funeral took place from the 1t.
Pauls German Lutheran Church, and the body,
in a wooden casket, was taken to the Evergreen
Cemetery, three miles back of Newport, and
placed in the vault with others yet unburied.
lake all baskets Of the present day, this one hal
the Hat detachable lid at the head of the coffin,
that on removal would give a view of the face
through the glass cover.
Young Weber-he was but twenty-three-had
hosts of friends, and since the funeral, ten DAYS
ago, many OF them have paid visits to the cem-
etery, where Sexton Brown has kindly permitted
them to again see the features. The parents of
the young man went out daily. The life1ike ap-
pearance of young Weber was commented upon
by every one who went to the cemetery. A flush
of health marked the face, and the lips retained
the redness common to them in life. Not until
yesterday morning did it begin to fade, and the
ashy pallor of death set in, accompanied by dis
celebration of the forehead and temples. the
bereaved father was told in the morning by the
sexton that, for obvious reasons, to-day's look
must be the last.
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WHIMSICALITIES.

Locality Ethel; ''Oh, Mamma, I've got such
a pain
Mother: 'fWhere, dear?"
Ethel ia refined child: in my sash, mamma. -
London Judy,
lola is fond of telling how near he came to
starvation once. He is mistaken in supposing
that there is anything extraordinary in his ex-
perience. Other men besides him have lived in
clearinghouse Elk.
he said good night with the Emma Abbott at
tachment thereunto appertaining. IF you must.
you mussed, 3" replied Linda; 'look at my hair
and rufde." And he ruffled--Burlington Hawk
eye.
Here is a portion of an interview with a Queens
land native, as reported in a Sydney newspaper;
missionary very good fellow. Missionary he
come along an he see Kanaka boy with banana
leaf round him. Missionary he say: White
like calico oh, and who sold the calicoF oh,
missionary, he sell Calico"
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name at all and I've been here ever since the
line was opened, replied the official.
"A sudden chill came over me. Had I made
a mistake in the name of the placel Was it
possible that there were two places of the same
namel A more horrible thought came over me
winch l almost blush to record, that had been
made the victim of a heartless hoax; that my
goddess was none but a siren. Perish the
thought! | muttered, and drew out the address
Mrs. Mountjoy had given me. 'Naseby, Har-
rletsham, Kent, and showed it to the station
master.
'Lor, yes, sir he exclaimed. Mr., smith
lives there, he do. Left hand-road, SIT; Just
against the Old Pilgrim road, sir
'But,"I said, confused, "Mountjoy was the
name given me-"
Very likely, sir, said the official with a
grin, III it was given by the mamma, sir. You
see, sir, she's very proud and Ugh, sir; you'll ex-
cuse my saying 1t, sir. And as the name of
Smith is rather common sir, she allus travels
by some swell name. Last year it was Fitz
Simmons, sir. It's all right, SIR
'Greatly relieved, I thanked the station
master and FASTENED along in the direction
indicated In a short time I came to a
notwithstanding old Queen Anne house
standing in its own grounds. | had scarcely
passed through the lodge gates when | heard a
welEknown and wellbeloved voice exclaim:
" Here heis, papa! here he is! and Enid, all
radiant with health and beauty, appeared in
company with--whom do you thinkP
Smith the Borel' l hazarded.
Right you are" said Jones. And you may
imagine what a laugh we had over it ALL OF
course he accepted me as his future son-in-law,
and I've never had reason since to regret that ]
formed a friendship with the old fellow. And SO
you see, if he'd never had his hobby, L should
never have been able to keep Enid
And when 1 come back to see YOU" I said, !
must be careful not to bIurt out anything about
that Bore Smith,
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
A Venerable Gentleman.

Providence Journal.
1t is an interesting fact to note that Monday,
the day on which the dedication exercises of the
Newport Historical Society's new building took
place, was also the anniversary Of the natal day
of the venerable and distinguished president Of
that organization, the Hon. Francis Brinley.
This gentleman is one of four survivors of eighty
two members of the Harvard Glass of Is. Mr..
Brinley was born il 1900, and has, therefore, be-
come rich in years, being an octogenarian, with
several years to spare, His classmates now liv-
ing are Mr.. Sidney Bartlett, formerly of Ply
mouth, now of Boston; the Rev. DR.. Farley, a
Unitarian divine, now of Brooklyn, and the Rev.
Warren Goddard, a Swedenborgian minister,
now residing in Boston, Mass. 1t is a very sin
gular fact that all four of these gentlemen
studied law in Boston and all of them opened
Offices there; but Mr.. Goddard, who studied with
the late Prof. Parsons, declared that while he
liked the science of law, he did not like the prac-
tice, and he proceeded to study for the ministry,
course which was also pursued by Mr.. Farley.
Ir, Brinley is in the enjoyment of good health,
is only i~nfrmity being impaired sight.
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NV Choice.

o Muse, if you would sing to me
A song which I can understand,
Sing not in stately form and grand,
A song of mighty majesty;
But rather sing a simpler lay
That chases care away.
o master of sweet music's art,
If thou wouldst fill my soul with joy
Do not thy lo1dest notes employs
But rather seek to touch the heart
With strains like footballs on the strands
OF fairy lands.
And thou, stepped in philosophy,
Throw thou thy terms to emptiness,
With all thy systems proitlessi
But give, 1 pray thee earnestly,
Some simple thought that raiseth me
Toward what I fain would bs.
Good friend of mine, if thou shouldst care
To while with me an idle hour,
Let converse be of bird, and flower,
And sunshine, storm, or balmy air,
While natures finger points our souls
To loftier goals.
o, high-born SOUL Be thou content
To seek thy heights by lowly roads,
Where pompa and proud ambitions goads
Mar not the goods the gods have sent.
Make thou thine Own all things, all time,
Aud thus grow thou sublime.
When comes my parting hour, then 1
Care not for honors from the world
The mufled drum, the banner furled-
But some sad tear, some heaving sigh,
To mourn my fight upon that sea
Of mystery.
R. e. Pretlow
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Carlyle ON the Piano Nuisance.
London Truth.

III IIWNHs
l recommend the following passage in Gar
lyles Life to those young pests who, without a
real notion of music, make the air around them
hideous by their everlasting strumming OH a
piano; 1.-The miserable young woman in the
next house to me spends all her young, bright
days, not in the learning to darn stockings, sew
ness that will profit herself or others; not even
in amusing herself or Skipping on the grass plots
with laughter of her mates, but simply and sole
ly in raging from dawn TO dark, to night and
she will never in this world render more musical
than a pair of barn ~elappers! The miserable
Young femaleln
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16

Now 1ork WOrIu.
The recent report that President Arthur was
to marry Miss Frelinghuysen revives the mem
DRY of his wife, who died several years ago. She
was a most charming lady, and would have been
have lived in the White Honse. She was an &C
complished pianist, and her playing was always
a feature of the select social gatherings that
took place at the Presidents house in New York
long before he ever dreamed of the presidency.
Mr.. Arthur was devoted to her as few husbands
are to their wives, and among the touching evil
dences of his regard for her memory is a window
which he last winter had put into the little Epis-
copal church he attends in Washington. Years
ago Mrs. Arthur. when Miss Herndon, was the
organist for that same little church.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
A Life PreserYer.
Merchant Traveller.

Merchant Traveller.
MI. and Mrs. Lovgin went to Louisville, re-
Gently, by boat, and in the morning, when Mrs.
L. arose, she looked suspiciously at her husband,
and said:
Were you up during the nightl'
ayes, dear" he responded gently.
''What was the matterF
'eWhy, my dear. 1 woke up in the night a lit
tie nervous, and l got up to see if the lifepre-
server was in good condition in case of accident :"
Did you End itF
Eyes, my dear"
$50 / should say" she replied, with a disa-
greeable rasp in her voice. and you left the
cork on the shelf. Possibly, my darling, you
had better put it back in the life preserver, SO it
will be all right forthe next passer gers who may
occupy this stateroom."
Mr.. Lovgin took the cork, and didn't continue
the conversation.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
Wasted Sympathy.

Me- York Graphic.
They mad not seen each other since they were
school girls. After embracing one asked how
the other had prospered.
II was married FIVE years ago in Chicago"
she replied.
Husband deadq'
mo; he got a divorce from me-
"Why did he do thatF'
Because 1 eloped with my second husband,
a Boston drummer"
"And her
II left him at the request of two of his wives
"You poor, poor dear! How sorry l am for
you"
You can keep your sympathy for women who
have only one husband. l have a splendid offer
to 60 on the stage at 500 a week, and l am en-
gagged to four of the incest young men in this
city.n
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
The Sea-Yoice.

IBay OF NapIes.J
restless Sea! that means thus at my feet
With murmuring waves from far America,
And seems to strive to tell a message sweet,
4 love too deep for words, from one to me,
Here dreaming by thy shore her thoughts will greet
The ~longings that 1 send across thee, Seal
Bear back on westering gales this answer true,
Forever dear to ears that wish to hear,
That one who loves is listening by thy blue
For the heart whispers that should reach him here
From soul as pure as is this falling dew
That seem in iIy Sea-Voice forever nearl
-ApIin Dana.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
ApprehensiOn.

Ofoolish dream, to hope that such as I,
Who answer only to thine easiest moods,
Should fill thy heart, as DER my heart there brood
The perfect fullness of thy memory
i fit across thy soul as white birds fly
Across the untrodden desert solitudes:
A moments flash of wings; fair interludes
That leave unchanged the eternal air and sky.
Even such to thee am [; but thou to me
As the embracing shore to the sobbing sea,
Even as the sea itself to the stone-tossed rill.
But who, but who shall give such rest to theel
The deep mid-oceah waters perpetually
CaG to the land, and call unanswered still.
Mary f. Robinson.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
Fading DAYS.

Filled with a quiet sadness nigh to tears.
When tears come fresh from no ungentle spring,
Beside this stream. whose tongue runs falterihg,
i watch this graceful fading of the years.
A breeze shakes all the host of grassy spears,
Rustling their faded pennants where they cling;
A brown rust widens round the fairies ring,
Pale on each bough a dying grace appears.
The air is treinulous with lowering fears.
Each moment some loved charm is taking wing.
For every pearl that falls from Summers string
Dies in my breast some song her love endears.
O'Autumn, haste: blow fresh through heart and brain
The Nper notes of thy reviving strainl
%. c. Auringer. in Tue Critic.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16

San Francisco Post.
Mrs. De Blank-"Wel, l will try you, if you
have a good recommendation from your last
place"
Donestic-fA what, mumF"
"a recommendation-a character"
"a charack ter, is it We wanti An SIGH as you
ask me, me, for a charack-terf'
well, well, and why notp
"You, .mum-you, the wife of a snake thafe, a
blackleg, a villain, the man what murdered his
grandmother, sure, and stole the pennies from a
dead pauper's eyes. you"
Mercy on us! What are you talking aboutl'
Yer villain of a husband, of coerse. Sure
didn't l rade the papers when he was runnln' for
officer
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16

Texas Siftings.

Texas Slftlngs.
Gilhooly and Gus De Smith entered an Austin
restaurant and sat down at a table.
What will you have, gehtlemenl7 asked the
ebsequioas waiter.
"Tll take three boiled eggs" said Gus.
and you, sir?'
IN take the same, but be sure and have
mine fresh" said Gilhooly.
The waiter goes to the speaking tube and
calls out
Six boiled eggs, three of them have got to be
Trash -
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
just Tall Enough.

She took my coat-I'm rather tall,
And she is not so very;
The steps led upward from the hall;
She stood, the little fairy,
just balanced on the second stair,
My great coats burden holding,
And then her hands-the kindest pair
The collar down were folding.
There never was an eye so clear,
Nor lips SO red in moving.
Just tall enough now, amt l. dear?-
See how I've grown from loving!'
just tall enough From eye to eye
Ran horizontal hight.
"Just tall enough toilet me try?--
Yes, tail enough-Good night"
Philadelphia Call.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
He Didn't Allow Gambling on Credit.
Vanity Fair.

' WITV VII
Apropos of gambling in regiments, a story ia
told Of the late General Bunbury when he com
manded a crack rifle corps. Inspection passed
off satisfactorily, there were no complaints, and
the regiment was evidently in good order.
''But, said the inspecting general, 81 am bound
to tell you, Colonel Bunbury, that rumors have
reached me of gambling being carried on eN-
tensively among your officers" THAT may
have been the case, sir" said the Colonel,
''some months ago; but 1 can assure you there
is nothing of the kind in vogue now, because
I've won nearly all the ready money in the regt
ment, and | would not allow any gambling os
credit
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He Didn't Forget.

Atlanta CONSTITUTION.
I'm reviling and abusing your mother-in-law. "
put in the preacher, as Fitzgoober wound up his
TRADE on those defenseless creatures, you
should not lose sight of the fact that to them
you owe the existence of your affectionate wife. "
Il didn't lose sight of it" snapped Fitz; then
in an undertone he added, 'if l had, maybe l
have been so hard on the old lady"
lie that hath experience needs no explanation
of tho nhnva
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
with the Gypsies.

What mad. wild days in autumn woods,
When bursted chestnuts drop their pearlsi
What hours beneath the crescent moon
wasted with the gypsy girls.
What sights I mad of twinkling feet,
And half barred bosoms by SURPRISED!
How ItalY's sunny bushes blent
With swart Bohemia flashing eyes
And Preciosa, with her wealth
OF splendid lips and ebon eurls,
Oh, was she not the queen and flower
Of all the hoyden gypsy girisi
IT. B. Aldrieh.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
Love and Wrong.

A seofed-at prayer, the fit Of a dress,
The glance of a frenzied eye,
A sullen splash, and the moon shone out,
And the stream went murmuring by.
And never again will I walk by the moon,
Through the oaks and the chestnuts high,
For l fear to see the fit of a dress
And the glance of a frenzied eye.
And some may laugh, and some may weep,
But as for me, | pray;
For l know that a tale of love and wrong
viii be told on the Judgment Day.
%. Ii. RothaekeF.
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There Is no dread of death
For him whose soul by faith
Can soar above our beings earthly bars,
Beyond the void of night,
To realms of peace and light
Where shine serene the everlasting stars.
For him the angels feet.
Make music strangely sweet
Amid the noise and din Of daily strife;
And with the noisome scent
OF meldering graves is blent
The Ely-perfume of immortal life.
Southern World.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16

PortemOuth Times.
The suburban town of Newington has no store,
no saloon, no debt, no lawyer, no doctor, nobody
in the almshouse and mo one to modest or make
one afraid. 1t has one church, the pulpit of
which has been partially supplied of late by DR..
ROBBIE, of Greenland. The Rev. Samuel Hoyt. of
the Methodist Episcopal Church, sometimes
breaches there, and as he is very liberal in his
views he is attentively listened TO, The town al
ways goes Democratic at elections, and it was a
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
A Serious Mistake.


NNW y GWT
1.-THE only serious mistake I ever made during
my professional career" remarked a physician,
was when | cut the wrong leg off q patient. 1t
resulted in his losing both legs, poor fellow"
II suppose when he learned Of your mistake
he became very indignant and made a great
kick. didn't heln
"WeIl, yes, he became very indignant, but he
didn't make a great kick"
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
She Let Him Have 1t.

"You don't really love him, my dear"
"Well, perhaps not; but it's my first chance,
and | may never get another"
"Never mind if you don't. Wait until you
find a man after your own heart"
That's just what's the matter. mamma.
Charlie has been after my heart for eighteen
months, and l guess l better let him have it."
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16

place which the second President of the UniteH
n~ections still reside there. The scenery of New
ington is varied and delightful, and tourists of
taste and means are fond of wandering through
il.
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why He Did Not Hear the Sermon.
Albany journal.

Albany journal.
We'll, hubby, how did you enjoy the service
didn't take much interest in it. / could hardly
hear a word of the sermon" why, 1 heard it
perfectly. What was the matterF' "Well, L
don't know, 1t may have been because your
new bonnet was so loud" And then a silence
fell on the dinner table so intense that you could
hear the ice cream.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
The Matter with 1t,

7 HIIdU6TPIIIHT HII,
Mrs. Slimdlet-"What is that complaint you
are m~akingF'
Thin Boarder-"I say that my napkin is so
damp that it is of no use at ALL"
Damp, eh2 Guess you must have rubbed it
against your board bill"
"My board billf"
Eyes; that's all over due, you Know
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
Natural Mistake.

Mrs B.-"What an unnatural crimer
Mr.. B.-"Whats thatF7
Mrs, B.-'I see a New Hampshire man is
charged with robbing the grave of his great
grandmother"
Mr.. B.-'Iudeed! What office was he running
forln
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
Pedal Attachment.

Hartford CouraDt (Rep.)
A sad visaged Republican yesterday referred
to the Rev. DR.. Burchard as ''the old gentleman
with one foot in the grave and the other in his
mouth
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1884-11-16
Frost Time.

Upon the meadows, far and wide,
A silvory frozen mantle lay;
And on the upland mountain side,
Frost glistened in the dawn of day.
Winter was nigh.
The farmer paused in early light,
His rugged face was marked with care;
Amid his locks were lines of white,
For Nature, too, had frosted there
Winter was nigh.
charles x. Lush, in the Current.
Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1884-07-09
Fishing With Spears.

Attention is called to commu-
nication in another column relative
to the practice Of Indians back of
Mckinneys spearing trout. The
trout are now heavy with spawn,
and all the fish brought up by the
Indians are females. They build
screens Of brush over the creeks
with hole in the center, and as
the trout pass the hole they are
speared. Some trout weighing as
high as seven pounds are taken in
this way. and each one carries from
five to ten thousand eggs. The
law against taking with spear ap-
plies to Indians as we'll as white
men, and it would seem that the
California Fish Commissioners are
negligent of their duty if they do
not take official cognizance of this
destruction of fish and punish the
offenders.
Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1884-07-09
The Hidden Hand.

Although our city has been sur
feited with amusements, yet the
great popularity Of the Hidden
Hand" as we'll as the favorable
reputation here Of Manager White
leys Special Company, attracted
one of the largest audiences last
evening that has graced the Opera
House this season. To say that
every one present was delighted with
the entertainment would be but
giving this fine company the credit
justly due them and in every way
they fully sustained the reputation
accorded by the fiattering tes-
timonials that preceded them
State journal, Lincoln, Oct II,
1883.
Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1884-07-09
Seriously Injured =.

Last Thursday Mrs. j. +. Dennis
of Battle Mountain, was seriously
injured by the explosion Of can Of
gunpowder. DIR. Hanson, who was
called to attend her, found her face
badly powderburned and swollen
and it was thought for awhile that
her eyes were permanently injured,
but the doctor says one of them is
all right and he has hopes that the
sight of the other is not perma-
nently impaired. The accident oc-
Cured in an out-building, one end
of which was demolished by the
explosion.
Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1884-07-09
THE BOURBON COUNCIL.
Convention Called to Order and
AdiOUrucL

CHICAGO, July, Sth.-The Demo
cratic National Convention was
called to order at 12:40 P NJ, Hon
| VIM. II. Barnum in the chair
Hon. r. B. Hubbard of Texas was
unanimously elected temporary
Chairman.
A resolution was offered that the
rules Of the last Democratic CON
vention govern the present one ex-
cept that no State be allowed to
change its vote until the roll-call of
States has been called.
Grady of New York amended
that after the vote of states has
been announced that individuals
have the right to express their
preferences.
Amendment lost. Yeas, 332;
nays, 4G3.
Convention adjourned to II
0 clock A. NJ. tomorrow.
Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1884-07-09

DR.. Prices Special Flavoring Elk
tracts are without question the fin
est of their kind manufactured in
the world, and they will eventually
be used as a luxury from one end Of
our country to the other. We be-
lieve that the sale and use of such
pure and wholesome articles should
be encouraged. The flavor they
impart is as natural as the fruit.
Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1884-07-09
The Edgccombe sac.

The horses, carriages and har-
ness Of Edgec ombe's livery stable
were sold at auction yesterday A
large crowd assembled and the
first thing that they noticed was a
large sign over the office door which
bore the inscription
To trust is to bust,
To bust is hell.
No trust, no bust, no hell.
Evidently the stable trusted too
much, for the Sheriff hammer fell
on the effects. The stock was all
in good condition, and most of the
articles sold brought good prices.