The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-05-10

she does not wish to bring disrepute upon the
society; besides she is i'll of incurable disease
and can live but few months at best This
last admission proves that this distinguished
| theosophist has some things to learn. What
does the power to feat invisible through space
! profit her If she cannot cure her own aiments2
Let her wing her way to Boston. and be healed
by their Christian scientists, who shall persuade
her that no disease exists The Boston mind is
still in advance of Buddhist intellect
A VERY current newspaper item just now
credits Sir Henry Taylor with story that
''Coleridge once felt insulted by remark in
paper, and went to the Office to see the editor.
He was shown into private room, where he
met big prizefghter. who announced himself
as the editor" There are two objections to the
story. Coleridge was Rev. Samuel Taylor
Coleridge, preacher, who lived up TO his faith
and was no bruiser. The same story precisely
has been told of at least ten prominent English
men and Americans while in modified form
it has been told of full twenty more. The
original of all of them was an actual occurrence
in the experience Of that incorrigble practical
joker, Theodore Hook His paper the "John
Bull" had been handling some conceited military
gentleman little unpleasantly, and the
latter went to the John Bulr Office
to exact reparation-an apology or gore. An edi-
tor was not respectable enough to be ''called
OUT by an officer and gentleman. So the irate
hero went with cowhde to give the offender a
punishment suitable to his degree. A. clerk
recognized him, suspected his purpose and
Gaav,, Ii
and notified Hook, who went out and procured
the attendance of pugist who kept tavern
saloon now-a-days-near by, and he waited on the
exasperated little fellow with big stick and a
savage scowl. "Are you the chap as wants to
see meg" mo, want to see the editor" That's
me. I'm the very man. I'm the head hitter of
the Bull" The officer dropped his wrath and
his cowhide and got away as easily as he could
Don't let me ketch you comm here again, IN
less you know who you want and what you
want, was the encouraging farewell he got. Out
of this has grown large, if not intelligent, pop
ulation of jokes.
A orTY contemporary finds that the recent
death of Mrs. Ellis, of Washington township, re-
called to some of the ''oldest inhabitants" that
she came to Indianapolis in 1926 when ''there
were but three houses here.r The reporter has
badly misunderstood the ''odest inhabitant,"
from whom he obtained his information, or the
inhabitants memory has gone badly astray. In
1926 the capital had been removed here from
Corydon, the courthouse completed, the popula-
ton largely gathered in the center and east in
stead of along the river, and, though held back
by the prevalent chills of the region, and not
growing rapidly, census early in the next year,
February, 1926, showed population of 7GO, of
whom 2O9 were children Of six and
upward, and 16O were pupils in the Union Sun
day-school, organized about three years before
There were more than three houses here in the
latter part of the spring of 1920 five years earlier
''She came with her father in boat" good
many settlers came that way, and a very con-
siderable portion of the salt, -four, powder and
whisky. indispensable TO every Western settle
ment then as now, was brought here by
pirogues and keelboats. The Indians of the
Shawnee and Delaware villages, up the river.
brought corn down here in their canoes. The
river was used for navigation more in the frat
ten years Of the city's settlement than it has
been used for the same purpose in the last
twenty.
A BALL let fall from the top of the Washing
ton monument strikes the ground at speed of
1877 feet second. Several of the most expert
ballplayers have tried to catch one in this rapid
descent. but have either failed or feared to
venture. No wonder. 1t is good deal more
like stopping cannon-ball than one would think
without little calculation. Let us try little
figure work on the case: The initial We
locity of an ordinary thirty-two pound shot is
LOGO feet second. At 1000 yards from the
muzzle of the gun it is reduced to 1000 feet a
Second; at 1,5OO yards, GOO feet second; at 1000
yards, 465 feet, and at $500 yards (neary
mile and half it is but 367 feet or not
quite double the velocity of a ball dropped
from the monument At the distance of 5000
yards, mile and two thirds, the thirty-two-
pound shot would be moving at no higher speed
than that of the baseball. Now imagine
man trying to catch a four-pound can
non bail, nearly the same size as that of a base
ball. at the distance of a mile and two-thirds
from the gun, and you have, allowing for the
difference between the iron of one and the hard
packed material Of the other-and that is not
very great-a pretty good idea of what
catcher" would have to risk in stopping and
holding ball from the monument. 1t would be
very likely to smash his hands and cripple them
for life, if no worse
SPRING poet, who is more fanciful than ex-
act, writes as follows of the trailing arbutus, the
little May blossom that unfortunate flower
lovers in this latitude know nothing Of
loft by the side of snowdrfts cold upspringing
The little May flowers grow
Seeking beneath their broad green leaves protection
From chilling winds that blow.
But when, from out their hiding places peeping.
They meet the suns rays,
Their pura, pale checks with modest bushes burning
Turn crimson meath his gaze.
AS a matter of fact, the modest bushes
burn only when the shy flower is in hiding: