The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1891-11-26

When this letter is printed the great
question Of future greatness or future
shame and degradation in Ohio will
have been settled. Ohio will have then
cast the die and crossed the Rubicon.
Will she rise above the political horizon
purified and ennobled. to take her place
among the great sisterhood Of progress
i've, prosperous and glorifed states, or
will she hang her head in sorrow and
humiliation in the ranks Of the lost and
undone, amid the bleaching wrecks and
battered hulls Of broken and stranded
ships which line the bleak and forbid
ding shores of time: This will depend
greatly on what paper you take.
Findlay, O., is essentially gas town,
O. every one knows. Ispoke there four
years ago to a crowded house, consisting
of the gentleman who introduced me to
the audience ard bright young janitor
chosen words introduced me. | spoke
feelingly to the janitor, and | am told
that he went away n better man.
In the course of the evening violent
| hailstorm broke loose over Findlay, o.,
| and Is there was low tin roof over the
stage, could not hear a word that said
So did not enjoy the entertainment SO
much as usual. went to my hotel Won
dering if had made myself clear to the
janitor, and as wrote my press notice
for the morning paper | said to myself:
"Have I made stride in the right d.
rection? Have I purified and ennobled
this janitor who has been placed within
the sound of my voice."
Since then Findlay has grown from
1900 people to 1000, and from the good
work done with that gentle janitor has
sprung up an audience that would have
swelled the heart of Frank Sanger.
Time heals over wound quicker than
one would think.
Findlay now has gas wells which make
the old Karg well look tame. Though a
few years ago the Karg was the wonder
Of the world, now, by the side of recent
discoveries, she looks like the dim light
in which my young and trusting hear,
was won by one to whom l afterward
gave my hand in marriage, together witt
my worldly goods, consisting of the
good will Of newspaper which wa'
pretty generally disliked.
The gas which forms in the earth il
and about Ohio would Indicate a yer,
unsettled state Of affairs i'll that region.
am getting accustomed to the use o
natural gas now, having been i'll the ga
region and competing with it, as ma,
say, successfully for two weeks, SO tina
at my hotel yesterday lighted my owl
gas stove. Iput a newspaper in the stow
and then slowly turned on the gas, hav
ing first ignited the paper. had lighte'
the paper, which was one of the New
York Sunday papers, by the way, an
while was turning on the gas the blaz
went out. This left the stove full Of III
employed gas, though could not see II
being a little nearsighted anyway. 5
when I did light it successfully ther
/ came pleasing little surprise in the wa
Of an explosion, which filed the air ful
2 of special Sunday articles from the pape
and drove my hotel pillow into the ink
stand out of sight.
}. One should be very careful in lightin
the gas stove, or he may burn off III
whiskers and thus become manned fo
life.
. Meadvilie, Pa, is a very thrifty an
% picturesque town in the western part {
the state, where had the pleasure {
o spending the Sabbath. 1t is very bus
town, and inhabited by thriving an
! most courteous and kindly people.
T. It was here, / think, that ! heard abor
an absentminded consumptive who !,
bricated his buggy all summer with CO
liver oil and dosed himself with Frazer
axle grease. When / saw him he W;
improving rapidly.
Mr.. Burbank, who goes with me
e order to give an air Of mirth and hume
n to our show, an air which it sadly nee'
t at times, / think, is taking cod liver c
d too. It is in new form. The oil is CO
e cealed in flexible capsule about the si
It of thirty cent watermelon. Now an
2. then he asks me to join him in a soci
a capsule, but SO far have not allowed Il
habit to fasten itself upon me. The ca
sule is OF the shape and consistency of
hens egg that has not as yet had the she
\ put on it. Possibly the reader has see
e the Plymouth Rock roe in that conditio
n The patient throws back his head, toss
e this cold, dank mass against his palat
J. and with q sinuous movement of Il
~ neck, as al ostrich would swallow
~ door knob or a drowned colt, he TAX
his cod liver oil capsule.
God liver oil is not the most apnetiZil