The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-12-19
ABOUT PEOPLE AND THINGS.

Mr. Labouchere has it in his mind to swim g
around the American circle next year.
For the first time in the history of the United
States there is not a single Smith in Congress-
George S. Boutwell, is to deliver eulogy upon
General Grant in the Old South Church, in Bos-
ton, Dec. %
CHARLES r. SToRRs, son Of the Rev. Dr.
Storrs, of Brooklyn, has become professor of law
in the University of Japan.
AFTER he gets through with st. Louis Sam
Jones intends to tackle Cincinnati, where two
glasses of beer sold for nickel.
PROFESSOR D. L. PHAREs of Mississippi,
enumerates 200 species of grasses and other
foliage plants in the Southern States
LULU HICKS. female hermit of Olean N Y,
died suddenly some time ago. Last week the
old cabin in which she lived was torn down and
$45 900 in bonds and currency is said to have
been found under the pallet on which she slept
LORD ST. LEoNARDs, while at ST. Kilda, a
fashionable watering place near Melbourne,
Aus tralia, recently received very sound thrash
ing from colonial bushman for having, at a
public bar, spoken irreverently and in9ecenty of
Queen Victoria.
Miss LINDA r. RICHARDS late superintend
ent Of the Training School for Nurses of the Bos-
ton City Hospital is going to Japan for five years.
to establish and conduct similar institution in
Toxic. 1t will be partly under missionary and
partly under government patronage.
Philip Lyons. of Atlantic City, N. j.. was 100
years old last Friday. He shaves himself twice
week, without a mirror. His intellect is
bright, but he is feeble in body and rarely leaves
the house, though ne voted at the polls at the
last election, and voted the straight Republican
ticket
The Birmingham Medical Review tells of an
old Highlander who was ordered by his doctor not
to exceed two ounces of spirits daily He asked
his son how much liquor t hat was. Sixteen
drachms;" was the reply. What a guild doe
tor" said the Highlander. "Run and tell Don
aid MeTavish and Big John tae cam doom the
NIGHT"
EARL RUSSELL, the inheritor Of an ilustrious
name, who has been travelling in this county, is
young of retiring disposition and no
particular talents that have yet been discovered
He seems overshadowed by the weight Of his
name, just as his grandfather, who made it,
appeared overshadowed by the stupendous hat
he was in the habit of wearing.
THE Marquis of Salisbury is an amateur
chemist of no mean ability. He has private
laboratory attached to his foreign Office, in
which he works ndefatigably during his leisure
hours while he is in London, and at Hatfield
House he has similar workshop fitted up with
all the modern appliances for research and ex-
pertinent. He is at present engaged in
preparing statement of the result of his chem
ical analyses, which is expected to be made pub
lie soon.
ALL nations have had their emblems in the
flower world. Thus the heliotrope was emble-
matte of Egypt and the lily Of the Nile, the fig
tree of the Romans, the tentain of the Celts, the
vervain OF the Ganls the lotus of the Greeks,
the beans of the Pythagorians the soldeneda of
the Alps the violet of Parma the adonis Of
Castiligione, the carnation of Lodi, the willows
Of the Orient. the by discus Of Syria, the rose of
Damietta and the jessamine is emblematic of
Martinique
AUBER was thirty eight before he ach eved his
first great success in opera, an age before which
Rossini, covered with glory, had ceased to write.
Auber lived to a ripe old age, active to the last
but his early youth and manhood had been
marked by change after change in occupation. He
was always as it were, burning his ships behind
him and beginning anew, whether because the
drudgery of Office work palled on him the
auburn haired and blue-eyed English woman
fascinated him.
A CoLoRED preacher in Georgia announced as
his text. 'In my fathers house are many man
sions.' Looking over the congregation, he re-
peated the text impressive]y, Eyes my bredren,
in my fader's house are many manshuns." He
had not more than got the sentence out when an
honest darby jumped to his seat and exclaimed:
dat am a lie; yonr fader amt got no 'ouse but
one-room cabin, dat amt enough to hold de chill
dren let alone many mansions. Go!ong wild
you. Tell us de truff, an don't stand up dar a
making out like you wus so rich"
THE French are constantly devisng means to
advertise their grief over defunct relatives. A
widow lately hit upon new device. Her hus-
band had owned a box at the National OPERA
and occupied IT with great regularity. If she
were to retain the box in perpetuity and never
occupy it, would it not tell of the dear departed?
This she proceeded to put into execution, but in
her absence a faithess employee nightly sold the
seat and pocketed the full value of the widows
grief wherefore she is going to bring suit against
the opera to recover the damage to her feelings.
MADAME CHRISTINE NILSSON has been invited
to turn her talents to lucrative advertising pur-
poses by an enterprising Yankee He wants
Madame Nilsson to undertake a tour in Western
America to sing portions of Faust in costume,
particularly the ballad of the king of Thule"
where. instead of the traditional spinning wheel,
she shall be working particular make of sew
ing-machine, bearing the name Of the manufact-
urer outlined by incandescent lamps, Madame
Nilsson would receive an additional E2OO to her
salary every time she used her machine in pub
lie, at least so says the Paris Figaro.
Mr. HALE WHITE, who chad the honor Of
living in the same house, No. 142 Strand, with
Neoi 80 i1iAo'' iof aooue WV wars, petWeeh 1901
and 1854" writes to the Athen@um to Correct an
impression which Mr.. Cross's book may possibly
produce on its readers" ITO put it very
briefly" he says, he thinks Mr.. Cross has "made
her too respectable She was ''really one of
the most skeptical, unusual creatures" he ever
knew She told him it was worth while under
taking all the labor of learning French if it
resulted in reading only one hook-Rousseaus
Confessions. He recalls her as she appeared in
those days. with her hair over her shoulders,
the easy chair half sideways to the fire, her feet
over the arms, and proof in her hands" He
hardly recognizes her in Mr.. Cross's book, where