Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-03-24

A few weeks ago met on board Boston
bound train the venerable Josiah B. Grin
nell, for whom the thriving young city of
Grinnell was named. He is as hale and
hearty as he was when the historical Incl
dent occurred which gave him his start and
made a classic of that simple sentence,
young Man, Go West.
HE WENT WEST.
Josiah was the young man to whom Hor-
ace Greeley addressed the above remark,
and Mr.. Grinnell has demonstrated that it
was a wise one. While the chances are
somewhat narrowed down for young man
now to 60 West and start q city and build
an opera house and open bank, the theory
that young man will do = better among
strangers as rule than where he has grown
up and is still called boy by his neigh
bors, holds good. It's good thing that
he should have the props knocked out from
under him instead of rocking back in the
home nest and opening his bIrdling mouth
SO as to reveal his inmost thoughts, at the
same time expecting from year to year that
the parent bird will come and drop large,
juicy worm in it.
Mr.. Grinnell still has the letter written BY
Mr.. Greeley at the time, and although he
has not yet succeeded in reading it all, he is
absolutely certain, almost, that Mr.. Greeley
suggested that he would do well to 60 West.
And so he did. It seems odd, now, that Mr..
Grinnell should have been addressed as
young man., for he is in the sere and vel
low leaf period, having just left his measure
for new set of teeth a few days before I
saw him, and which had not as yet been de-
livered. But he was good talker, none the
less, and as full Of life as on the day he
started out for Springfield, then very
young town, and began to do newspaper
work in order TO fit himself for the ministry.
He quit the pulpit on account of his voice,
which, in trying to adjust itself to the
acoustics of his salary, gradually narrowed
down until it could not be heard beyond the
third row in the orchestra.
tried to get his photograph for use in
this letter, but he hesitated and finally got
out of it. 1 also saw him shudder, and I
thought that perhaps he had prejudice
against allowing his plain and rugged
features to appear near my own pIquant and
sunny face. So forgave MIN and we parted
the best of friends He is very fluent con-
versationalist and P rohibitionist. He
speaks earnestly about the evils of rum, and
he has the right of it so far. How he will
succeed with prohibition I do not know
Certainly there are places where it will take
weeks and weeks yet to thoroughly over
come the evil.
Take Washington, for instance, during a
great celebration. Probably for months
yet you can get intoxicating liquors in
Washington if you go at it right and elbow
your way up to the bar.
RAZzLE-DAZZLE RIDDLEBERGER.
This naturally brings up to my mind the
name of "Razzle- Dazzle" Riddleberger, who
has just closed his tempestuous career as q
Senator, and who may now at home, in the
quiet of his back yard, carefully scan his
highly favored past. As usual, the Con-
gressiondl Record will contain only the most
meager account Of his closing remarks In the
Senate, but it will go along in the memory
of those who heard it with the speech of
Andrew johnson, as twin arguments against
the excessive use Of mince pie favored with
spirits.
In closing this letter will call attention
to the fact that the barn stormer runs up
against one query which is dup plicated over
and over again. till it becomes with us the
refrain for topical song. It is: "Where do
you go from hereT' And SO as it falls into
rude rythmical shape, append it here:-
host at our hotel,
"And where do you go from here?'' asks the
boy who answers the ring of our bell.
We have ordered ice water and towels and
soap,
And call at six or near,
And our trunks brought up, that the porter
may ask,
"Where do you 60 from heref'
The fireman asks as he builds the fire,
Where do you go from here?"
And the old friends, too, ere their calls expire,
Where do you go from here?'
The barber who shaves us and grasps his tip,
As we hurriedly disappear,
With "calI again" hushed on his trembling lip,
Where do you go from here?"
"ADd where do you go from herer' Oh,
heavens!
"And where do you go from here"
Till in fancy we stand at the last command
Facing our doom with fear;
Facing the keeper of the gates,
AS he peers outside with leer
And says, "oh, yes; you're them lecturers
"Where do you go from hereT"
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