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San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-09-30
ghe Daily Eight.

IT WILL PAY TO WAIT for the big show
of Sells Brothers and Barrett at San An
tonic, Thursday November 6.
San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-09-30
FOURTH RACE.

So mile dash madens 3yearolds and upward Purse $500
$3.50 second sI2.5o third Horses entered to be
sold for $1,000 carry weight for age. If for less al
lowed ID. for each $Ioo to $780, then lbs. for each
$Ioo to $500.
The Exposition grounds will be brilliantly Illuminated
night and remain open until o'clock.
Admsson-Fty cents in cash. children under years ad-
mtted free
The gates of the Exposition will be opened to the public
o o'clock a..
LOUIS J. WORKMAN, A. c. SCHRYVER,
Secretary and General Manager President
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
Costly Cupa

"What delicious waterl It's the sweet
est water ever tasted. I declare, shall
come up here for drink every day dur
ing my vacation" The young man who
spoke had come from San Francisco to
the Sierras fora fortnight He had been
drinking from mountain spring among
the red woods, mile from the cabin
where he was camping. He had knelt
on the ground and his mouth had been
down to The water.
AS he spoke, he rose, brushing the
drops from his face. His companion,
an old mountaineer, replied, "Suits your
taste, does it? Well, now, the sweetest
water / ever tasted was when I was
down to Frisco ten years ago. You know
that fountain in the square with the iron
cup chained to it? used to go down
there every day while I was in the city
to take drink from that fountain"
Reservoir water and lead pipes!" ex-
claimed the city man, land public cup
rusty, tool"
The old mountaineer chuckled a mo.
ment before replying, II reckon you've
forgotten it cost me several days time
and $40 in carfare to git where I could
git taste from that rusty free cup, just
she same as it cost you to git up here
and stick your nose into that spring in
the ground.
II tell you what. young mister, it's the
trouble it costs to git things that sweeten
their taste, every time. Com.
panion.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
Rich Mon on the Wing.

A prominent railroad official stated
the other day that but for the fact that
two-thirds Of them use passes the men of
wealth and prominence in the nations
affairs would be among the best patrons
of the roads.
"As it is," he added, "they are the
most frequent passengers. Some of them
spend as many hours in railroad cars as
they do at their homes and journey all
the way from twenty to forty thousand
miles year"
The registers of all the we'll known ho-
tells reveal the names of men who come
here every week or two, travelling hun
dreds of miles and thinking little or moth
ing of the trip.
In fact, Mr.. George Pullman has be-
come SO popular as host that many men
do large part Of their dictation and COR
respondence while In his charge and take
their secretaries along with them for
that purpose.
A rapidly growing tendency, too, is
for man to have his own car, request
the railroad president to "dead head" it
over his line and branches, and thus he
brings his family and all his friends
along. When an, express train is be-
hind time ask the conductor the reason
for the delay, and nine chances out of
ten he will answer:
eve had to hitch on Mr.. So-and-So's
car. He's making the trip with U.s."
But there are still a great many people
who cannot indulge in the luxury of
0,000 house on wheels, and if you can't
put that amount of money into one there
is no use sending your order to the works.
Philadelphia Press.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
What Ia True Iiss9

Of human life the time is a point, and
the substance is in flux, and the percep-
tion dull, and the composition of the
whole body subject to putrefaction, and
the soul whirl, and fortune hard to di-
vine. and fame thing of judgment.
And, to say all in word, everything
which belongs to the body is stream,
and what belongs to the soul is dream
and vapor, and life is warfare, and a
strangers sojourn, and after fame is OBJ.
livion.
What, then, is that which is able to
conduct man? One thing and only one,
philosophy. But this consists in keep
ing the demon within man free from
violence and unharmed, superior to
pains and pleasures, doing nothing with
out a purpose, nor yet falsely and with
aught of hypocrisy; and besides, accept
ing all that happens and all that is al
lotted, as coming from thence, wherever
it is, from whence he himself came; and,
finally, waiting for death with a cheer
full mind, as being nothing else than a
dissolution of the elements of which
every living being is compounded.
But if there is no harm to the ele-
ments themselves in each continually
changing into another, why should a
man have any apprehension about the
change and dissolution of all the ele-
ments2 For it is according to nature,
and nothing is evil which is according to
nature.-Marcus Aurelius.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
Drew tho Line at Breath.

Yesterday afternoon an aged and
somewhat infirm specimen of humanity
called at The Telegraph Office and SOL
icite,l the liberty Of writing a note,
which was accorded him. He was given
seat at the EDITORS desk, and, although
pens and ink were in view, he asked for
pencil, which was handed him. Paper
was his next desire. and this was also
supplied. Carefully wetting the end OF
the pencil and adjusting the paper in
front of him, he ran his fingers through
the tangled labyrinth of iron-gray hair
that fringed his not over-clean brow.
and, with a far away look in his eyes,
he wrote what might have been will
His note written, he turned and blandly
asked for an envelope. land if you
would kindly le- ~ i:ave stamp with
it."
A newspaper man can stand almost
anything, and he got the envelope and
stamp. Carefully inserting the note in
the envelope and addressing it, he again
turned and requested that it might be
dropped in the postofice. as he wished
to catch a train. This was all right
He belongs in Stonington. and all he
said was agreed to- A pipe and tobacco
lay on the desk, and as he arose from
the chair he detected the tobacco. TAX
ing from his pocket rusty pipe. lie
asked If he couldn't have some tobacco
and a few matches. This was "piling it
on" pretty thick, but with the usual
agreeable and obliging temper charac-
teristic Of The Telegraph employees. he
was told he might have some tobacco and
matches. but lie couldn't possibly be sup
piled with breath-that. unfortunately
he'd have to get outside-and he did
New London Conn., Telegraph.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
He Would Do.

A good story is told on Bishop Graf.
ton, of the diocese of Fond du Lac. One
of his first visitations was at Waupun,
where there has been much church dis.
sension in the past, and while there he
was the guest of Mrs. Webster. After
the prelate retired he was annoyed by a
mouse in the room. He did not lie awake
and wonder what could be done to
abate it.
He quietly arose, took the remains of
lunch which he had been enjoying,
placed it on top of glass in the center
of wash bowl, filled the bowl half full
of water, leaned photograph from the
table to the edge of the bowl, SO as to
give the mouse a runway, then calmly
went back to bed. In few moments he
heard the pattering of the mouse's feet
on the photograph, a splash, few strug.
giles and all was quiet. Then the worthy
bishop turned over and slept the sleep Of
the just. AS Mrs. Webster remarked
the next morning: Bishop Grafton will
find no difficulty in governing the diocese
if he can so easily handle mouse."-
Appleton Post.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
Reporting Rapid Talk.

Speaking of rapid takers makes me
think of the time was sent to report a
lecture by Henry Ward Beecher," said
the mayors private secretary, Tom
O'Neill, at the Press club the other day.
II was something of stenographer and
bad always been able to keep pace with
every man had been assigned to take.
So, with no misgivings. sharpened my
pencil and took my seat at the reporters
table and waited for the distinguished
divine to begin. The subject was 'Evo-
lution,' which, in those days, knew alb
solutely nothing about. Well, he started
in, and for minute everything went all
right. The second minute lie took a
squirt, and found myself pushing my
pencil at high rate of speed. The third
minute he put on more steam and had
to write 20 fast my pencil got hot and
came near setting the paper afre. The
fourth minute he spurted again and
was lost. He kept on squirting until at
last he struck his gait.
Heavens! how he talked. No manu-
script. No notes. He just stood up there
by his desk with one hand on it, the
other by his side. His mouth was open,
and without changing the expression of
his face or moving muscle the words
came rolling out one after another like
drops of lead from the summit of shot
tower. Chicago journal.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
Safety Pilot for Railway Trains.

An apparatus which promises to ma
terially lessen the danger to human life
in case of collision on railways has Just
appeared. 1t consists of a collapsible
buffer, which, attached to and propelled
in front of a train, will receive the force
of the shock and permit the train to be
brought to a standstill without being in
jured or derailed. The apparatus is pro-
vided with series Of air chambers con-
nected to telescope together and permit
the air to be gradually driven out, and
mounted on a rolling support, which may
be held near to, or removed some dis.
tance in advance of the train by the fold
ing or unfolding of the telescoping sec.
tions. Either compressed air or steam
may be admitted as desired to both series
of air cbambers.-NewY York Telegram.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
To Beat the Machine.

"Gimme anickcl's worth of buckshot, >
said a ST. Paul gamin wearing somewhat
disordered raiment. His head just top.
ped the counter in bazar devoted tc
sporting goods.
II suppose he will load them into a
rusty pistol and accidentally shoot some
one of his intimate friends" suggested a
bystander.
"oh, no." replied the proprietor of the
gun store, she has no firearms. HDis
going in to beat the nickel-in-the-slot
scheme, and suppose 1 am particeps
criminis."
"How?'
"Why, lie will put them ON the street
car track, the car will convert them into
the exact size of nickels and pennies,
and, of course, you can anticipate the
financial panic liable to ensuc in st. Paul
shortly, with a gum machine at almost
every corner. st. Paul Pioneer Press.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15

Ihave known It young, Ihave known It old
Ihave found an idol OF purest gold,
And yet there hos always come day
When saw that tho idols feet were clay.
OF purest gold was fashioned the rest,
In that one idol loved the best;
And ah! that there should be this to say,
That the feet were clay, the feet were clay.
You may watch till watching outdoes your might
Never the gold is whit less bright;
The idol never shall lose ray,
But the feet are clay the feet are clay.
Ihad counted, half knowing, the cost before;
IF only the idol is mine to ADORE"
cried, ''it is naught IL the trumpets bray
That the feet are clay, the feet are clay.
IF the thunder's voice should bear It afar
That the idol is what all idols are;
If take them for gold, what matters II, pray,
If the feet Of the idol are only clayt"
And yet the news one day must come
With tune Of harp or rattle of drum,
In strife Of squadrons, on moonlit bay,
That the feet utter all are nothing but clay.
Let the people tell it, and let them repeat
What tales they like of the idols feet,
To this assurance my life I'll hold.
That the idols heart is of purest gold.
A worshiper must be brave and wise
The gold is dauntless gazer's prize;
'Tis the blind who chant in the same dull way
That the feet Of our idols arc always clay.
Let the darkened eyes of the blind awake,
Let them see the truth for the truths own sake,
They shall know It's foolish tale is told
That even the feet are Of aught but gold.
Let the blind but open their eyes to the light,
Nay, let them see truth in their visions Of night
So shall they an idol fashioned behold
Through and through of the purest gold.
Walter Herries Pollock in Longman's
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
Robbie's Picture,

Much interest is being awakened by q
portrait of Burns now on view in Princes
street. The picture has been quite re-
Gently discovered, and though the final
word has yet to be spoken by theexperts
there is every reason to suppose that the
portrait is by Sir Henry Raeburn. In a
letter from the artist, written in 1903, he
mentions having dispatched q portrait
of Burns in fishing smack from Leith
to London to we'll known firm of pict-
ure dealers. The later history of the
picture is not yet satisfactorily cleared
up, but from internal evidence there is
every reason to believe that the present
picture is the portrait alluded to in the
letter. The coloring is rich and mellow
in tone, and the figure stands out from
the canvas with lifelike force and reality.
The poet is painted seated in an arm
chair, with one leg crossed over the
other.
There is much individuality about the
treatment of the figure and face, and it
is curiously different from Nasmyth's
portrait; but as the latter picture was
done as an order from tho publisher for
q frontispiece to the poems, it may be
supposed that the face was somewhat
idealized.
In this portrait the eyes are full of fire
and the eyebrows generally marked
feature in people of the artistic tcmpera-
menD are broadly defined and have a
stamp of marked individuality. The
forehead, one of the most characteristic
features in an intellectual face, is unfor-
tunately almost hidden by the heavy
black hair; the lower part of the face is
somewhat coarse. It is difficult, when
looking at this picture, to know how
much to gather from the face itself, or
how much we read into it from our
knowledge of the character. Whether it
prove to be the missing Raeburn or not,
it is decidedly fine piece of painting
and most suggestive portrait.-NIur-
rays Magazine.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
A Funeral from the Tenement,

A funeral in crowded east side street!
From every window in the giant tene-
ments human heads are thrust, in every
doorway is a group of women, and clus.
tered on every hand are little knots of
children, on whose peaked faces is
stamped the desire lose no portion of
what is going on. Stretched along the
curb is a long string of coaches, headed
by a hearse decked out in all the trap
pings of woe. The drivers, brawny
set of men, used to such scenes, stand to-
gether idly talking. In the mouth of one
of the tenements stand dozen women.
"She must be heart broken" said one.
"Indeed she must" said another, cor
she'd never have spent so much money"
"It'll cost heap to pay for such a
beautiful funeral"
"And she hasn't cent, poor thing.
She'll have to work her fingers to the
bone to pay for it."
"And the poor children; what'll they
DOR
There is a clatter of heavy footsteps on
the stairs, and a rosewood casket comes
humping down on the shoulders of six
struggling men. 1t is rolled into the
hearse, which moves slowly away, and
the first coach takes it's place. A wild
shrill cry, half moan and half shrek
of pain, is heard, and out comes the
widow, q gaunt faced woman of middle
age. She sways her body to and fro,
and rubs her eyes viciously with her
handkerchief. A crowd gathers around
her, and she is hustled out of sight into
the coach with three other women in
rusty black clothes. A little boy in well
worn knickerbockers climbs up in the
drivers seat and there graciously recog-
nizes a crowd of little chaps on the side
walk, who gaze at him with envious
eyes.
care ye goin' to ride up there, Dinny?"
asked one.
"of COURSE" was the reply; "ain't it
me folders funeral?' And the somber
procession moved slowly away.-New
York Sun
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15

An amusing scene occurred on Essex
street, near the Phillips schoolhouse, this
noontime. Two large, dogs, weighing
perhaps 100 and 130 pounds respectively.
engaged in short and savage battle,
which ended by the 100 pound dog re-
firing. Just as he turned tail little
girl about 6 years old rushed in on the
scene. grabbed the 100 pound dog by the
collar. kicked him in the ribs, cuffed
him soundly over the ears, and then
dragged him triumphantly from the
scene. the big brute submitting with a
shame faced air. and his head and tail
down in an attitude indicating that he
realized his naughtiness, and acknowl-
edged the kicking and pounding as de-
served.-Salem News.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
A Man with a Lsrl...

A man was found nearly buried in the
sand near San Francisco, Two deputv
coroners could not pull him out. a
horseman was sighted. This is what
happened: He rode up to them, and
when the situation was explained, calm
ly alighted, united long lariat which
was coiled at the back of his saddle, and
without word began to make one end
of it fast about the upper portion of the
dead mans body. The rope was passed
under the arms and tied in knot at the
shoulders. Having accomplished this the
stranger paused, and looked up at the
astonished morgue officials as much as to
say:
81. "What's the matter with that"
"What are you going to do next?"
asked the deputy coroner.
edo? Why, I'm going to pull him
out"
"Well, you might as well give up that
idea" returned the deputy. at would
take half dozen men like us to move
that man."
"Maybe it would" replied the stran.
ger, with chuckle that was certainly
a little out of place, considering the oc.
casion; "maybe it would take dozen
men such as we are, but it will only take
one horse such as this is"
AS he said this he pointed to his steed,
which had hitherto stood motionless,
watching the movements of his master
with evident interest. Without more
ado the stranger mounted his horse, and
taking a turn around the horn of his
saddle with the free end of the lasso,
moved slowly ahead until the line was
drawn taut. Then, in response to gentle
cluck from his rider, the animal settled
his feet down into the sand and steadily
bent his strength against the rope There
was no jerking. 1t was an even, steady
pull. The line vibrated rapidly under
the heavy strain as the intelligent equine
hauled away upon it. In moment the
loop frightened about the corpse, and the
body was drawn, slowly at first, then
with swish, from its bed in the sand.
Having accomplished this the mysteri.
GUS horseman removed the loop from the
body, recoiled his lariat, mounted his
horse, and, after salutipg the wondering
officials in a highly dignified manner,
rode silently away. no one knew whittier.
San Francisco Chronicle.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
A Remarkable Feat,

A most remarkable feat that saw
performed while on a recent hunting
tour in southern Missouri was that of a
native of that part of the country, who
skinned coon, or rather removed the
coon from tho skin through its mouth,
thus preserving the skin intact, which
brought home with me and am having
it mounted by taxidermist. The feat
l considered most remarkable one.
This is no fish story: it is the truth. The
operator removed the flesh and bones.
even the bones of the tail, feet and fin
gers. through the mouth. using no other
instrument than sharp penknife.-In-
terview in st. Louis Globe Democrat.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
L. the Sum Blne9

One of the shining lights of astronom.
ical science has this to say in regard to
the color of the sun:
1t may be asked: "What suggests the
idea that the sun is blueT' My own at
tention was directed this way many
years ago, when measuring the heat and
light from different parts of the suns
disk. It is known that the sun has an
atmosphere of its own, which tempers
its heat, and, by cutting off certain radi-
ations and not others, produces the spec
trail lines with which we are SO familiar.
These lines we usually study in connec.
ton with the absorbing vapors of sodi-
um, iron, etc., which produce them; but
my own attention was particularly given
to the regions of absorption, or to the
color it caused.
In these investigations found that the
suns body must be of a deep blush
';oior, and that it would shed deep blue
light, except for the solar atmosphere,
which is usually spoken of as being color
less, but which really plays the part of a
reddish veil, letting little of the blue
appear on the center Of the suns disk,
where it is the thinnest, and staining the
edge red, SO as to appear to delicate
test as being pale aqua marine in the
center and deep garnet around the edge.
The effect found to be SO important
that, were this all but invisible solar at.
mosphere diminished only by q third
part, the temperature of all temperate
zones would rise higher than any torrid
zone and make the greater part of the
world uninhabitable.
These studies directed my attention to
the great practical importance of study
ing tho action of our own terrestrial at
mospl,ere on the sun, and the antecedent
probability that our own air was also,
and independently having the effect of
making a really blue sunshine and sun
appear as white when it should be of a
cerulean huc.-St. Louis Republic.
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15
All in His Ear.

A middle aged colored man entered a
Brooklyn car the other evening with a
basket containing wine in his hand, evil
IDENTIFY sent to make delivery. He man
aged to get seat, and when the conduc-
tor came around to collect his fare he
never bothered about pockets or pocket
books, but simply placed his hand on one
of his capacious ears and drew forth, the
shining nickel. To say that conductor
and passengers were surprised puts it
mildly. The conductor, on recovering
himself, thereupon Remarked: "Why do
carry your money there, captain?"
Cause it's handy, sir" replied the son
of Ham, and the passengers all laughed
at the wrinkle i'll money pouches. 1t was
observed that he carried another nickel
in the other car.-New York Herald,
The Dickinson press., 1890-03-15

Tho Love OF Humbux.

If one may be inslulged in the use Of q
little slang, it makes wise man tired to
see how. persistently his connpcers run
after and are beguiled by the latest
shams, nnd seem never so happy as when
they are being deceived. Especially is
this trait noticeable in the matter Of
physical ailments. The family physician
may measure out his prescribed doses of
quinine or senna, give the patient. a
plain, practical talk, and depart with the
consciousness of duty done and the Ger.
tainty that the subject will leave the
powders untouched on the mantel, un.
less he becomes frightened, and that his
reputation as a physician will suffer in
consequence.
But let some travelling fakir come
along, pitch his tent, swing out his flag,
with ringing of bells and blowing Of
horns, and 10! the public is at his feet
ready to be healed, willing to swallow
the most nauseous mixtures, il only they
be christened with unpronounceable and
untranslatable names, anxious to pay
double the fees of respectable, respon-
sible physician, and bold to assert after
aweek's diet of bread pills and rain water
sweetened with molasses, that they are
perfectly cured of imagined ailments,
and are urgent that their friends shall
share in their good fortune.
Science doesn't always receive thesup.
port of the universal public; humbug-
gerry does. The street wizard, with
tangled hair and picturesque garb, can
extract teeth painlessly by the same pro.
cess which nearly murders the patient il
performed by an educated dentist, dressed
in Nineteenth century clothes and located
in a we'll appointed Office. The noble
aborigine, in war paint and feathers,
dealing out "Sagwa" and mystic oils,
will carry off all the spare change of a
community, while the village physician
grows poverty Observation-Disclosures Sen.
tinel