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HILLSBORO, HIGHLAND CO., O., THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 11, 1886.
VOL. 50 NO. 32
Of tbe Bayous, By-Ways, Cane
brakes and General Char
acteristics of the Pel- ,"!.',
And Owns Up to Getting Mixed Ob
the Geography of that Region
Go Thou aid Do Like
wise "When Bull
Was a Pap."
With all its gray andsombrejollage
and mournful, dismal lo'okjng swamps
and stagnant bayous, ahdlonely, isolat
ed cabins in the canebrakesjthe winter
landscape of Louisiana" is beautiful. To
me it is grandly beautiful picturesque
ly beautiful, and the month spent in
that State .three winters ago, will ever
be looked back to with pleasure.
the ha you
(Pronounced by-oh) is a freak of nature
peculiar to that part of the country.
While found in Texas and Mississippi
you must go to Louisana to flndthem
in numbers. The bayou is a sort of a
cross between a creek and a pond, with,
perhaps, some percentage in favor of the
creek. Sometimes the water always
sluggish and muddy becomes perfectly
still, and sometimes it flows one way and
sometimes another,and though often nar
row are always deep, and few of thorn are
so narrow but that some enterprising
waterman don't run a sort of a steam
boat clear up to where they begin.
On Christmas day of 1883 I turned up
in Holly Springs, Miss., wondering to
myself if I wanted to return to Ohio
and snow, or to make a little tour into
the rural districts ot the Pelican State.
I guess I must have decided upon the
latter course, as noon the next day
found me in that old, quaint, quiet, pe
culiar, interesting, semi-outlandish city
of New Orleans, on my way to Morgan
City, where I was to board the steamer
Nellie for a tour up the bayous. It was
about noon of December 27th when I
took my way down the old Rue Royale
and turned down Rue St. Louis toward
the river, and passing by the old Place
d' Arms it is Jackson Square now and
the Mint with big smoke stack and
wealth of precious metals, I soon reached
the Morgan R. R. Ferry. A few tink
lings of a bell, and long, hoarse whistle,
a few puffs and the wide, shining sur
face of the Mississipp is between us
and New Orleans. We are in Algiers.
Not the Algiers where "tbe soldier of
tho legion" from "Bingenon the Rhine"
lay dying, but the place There the Mor
gan Railroad Company has its west side
depots. Then I boarded the train and
It was three o'clock, I think, in the
Was reached. The place amounts to
little more than a hamlet of oyster fish
ermen, excepting that the Morgan
steamsnip and railroad companies have
important offlcs there. It is situated
on Berwick's bay, which the railroad
crosses "on stilts," and upon the west
ern shore of which is situated the little
hamlet of Berwick. The train stopped
long enough there to give the hungry
passengers an opportunity to ''blow
themselves" against the lunch counter,
during which time I learned that no
Nellie was at the wharves there. I sup
posed, then, that she must be at some
point farther west, upon Bayou Teche,
with which the bayou into which Ber
wick's bay narrowed connected about
five miles inland. I did not think there
was any other way for her to reach
Morgan City than to come down that
bayou, and it occurred to me that I
might remain aboard the train until we
went to some point farther up the
bayou, thinking I could inquire at each
station on the bayoa regarding the ar
rival ot the steamer, or news of her.
Had my knowledge of tho geography of
that region been as good as I imagined
it much trouble would have been spared
me. The steamer wasn't coming down
that bayou at all, but down some less
Important one, unmarked on any maps
I had seen. And so I passed Patterson
ville ; and fearing to go farther than
Franklin I climbed out of the car there
and walked up a street of white, cot
tages, shaded by ancient live oaks, to
tbe wharf-boat. No Nellie had been
eeen. No train could get me back to
Morgan City that night, but I might
catch a boat to Pattersonville. Know
ing that the tfeUk would' be at Morgan
City sure the next day I was anxious to
get back as aooaf possible. Bo I de
cided to get to Pattersonville as soon as
possible, and trust to- Pro videnoe for a
way to reach) M irgan City that night
80 I lunched on oysters on the half
ahell and waited for the down boat. It
was due then, the man in the wharf
boat informed me, and we went out and
sat on the post they "make fast" to,
and which had been in use so long that
the rope had sawed it half in two, and
we could see, sure enough, a dim cloud
of smoke across the level county. But
it seemed It never would reach us. It
was long after we saw the smoke be
fore we could hear her'lbw, tremulous
whistle, and it was near sundown when
at last she floated up tad threw out
her gang plank. One or two some
bodies, evidently tourists, disembarked,
and aailtr the superintendence of the
mate a fs)z, packages oi freight were ex
changed with the wharf-master. And
I "cabbaged" (that expression hadn't
gone ouPlst style then) a chair and
placed my feet wk the front railing of
the main deck and prepared to take
things as easy as possible "under the
clrcumstances,' (quoted for reasons
purely my own). And then they cast
off, and swung up the gang plank, and
the pilot stepped on a lever that tinkled
a bell in the engine-room and called out
something down a speaking tube and
there were mote puffs and the John M.
Chambers (since burned you may have
read about it) with, its precious freight
(me) was speeding along the bayou.
For a little, short trip I had lots of fun
that time. The happy realization that I
was .young and seeing the world was
enough to drive away the faintest
thought of loneliness, and tho clerk was
aTMly'gftod fellow who came out and
satvpnHhe railing, and told me funny
storiesJTmd" pfott? legends and tales of
the stately plantations we were passing.
"THE TKCHE COUNTRY,"
As the level region through which
Bayou Teche (pronounced tash) flows is
commonly designated by Loulslanians,
is probably the richest portion of the
State. Its principal industry is the cul
tivation of sugar cane and the manufac
ture of sugar and molassas. Now we
stop at some warehouse that propects
out over the waters of tho bayou, and
by the light of pitch-pine torches take
on barrel after barrel of the concen
trated sweetnesrf,the deck-hands singing
their quaint and characteristic negro
melodies as they work. Then we glide
past some plantation that takes one's
imagination back to the days of plan
tation princes, and the homes in which
they lived in times ante-bellum. The
old white mansion with many piazzas
and the long rows of white-washed cot
tages make us think of Marks and Topsy
and Uncle Tom and little Eva.
But Yankee capital and progress have
penetrated away back into these regions.
While floating past just such a planta
tion as I have described I saw a big
wind mill, bearing the familiar name of
Foos, Evans & Co., Springfield, O. I
remarked to the clerk that I had often
seen the shops at which that wheel was
made, and was somewhat surprised
when told that the plantation was the
property of Mr. Foos, of Springfield,
who 'was experimenting with it as a
I want to "fess up." I did think I knew
a little about the grography of Louis
iana, but since writing the above I have
consulted an atlas, and the more I
studied it the more mixed I got in my
head. Berwick's bay seems to be an
extension ot the Atchafalaya (they pro-,
nounce it ' Chaff el-i down there) after
that stream has found its way through
Grand Lake. How it got through there
without getting mixed up with the lake
water and coming out a different named
stream the geographer who got up the
map may bo able to explain, but I am
not. The Nellie did not come down
some little bayou at all but by way of
Grand lake instead. Anyone who will
get a map of that State which shows all
the bayous, and look at it and try to
make heads and tails of it, will be at
tempting something an awful sight
more difficult than he (or she) imagines.
The most gaily railroad company in the
country couldn't arrange their map so
as to show more extensive connections
than the average Louisiana bayou pos
sesses. On the maps they form an in
terminable labarynth of black lines that
is too perplexing to think about. Dear,
good, sweet, kind, guileless, beautiful
reader (oh, how I love you) please do
me the favor the only one I have ever
yet asked of you to get a correct map
and attempt to trace those water-courses.
Then you will sympathize with me
and perhaps love me for what I have
There is not much timber in the
Teche country. It is mostly open and
all painfully level. Any way we could
look across the level landscape we
could see the black smoke curling from'
the stacks of the sugar mills. At Thibo
deaux, a brisk sort of town on Bayou La
Fouche, I visited a big mill and looked
through the entire establishment with a
great deal of interest. The superin
tendent showed me every courtesy, and
gave me many interesting items. I
have forgotten how many hands were
employed upon the plantation, but it
was a goodly number, as 1800 of the
3,000 acres it contained were under ac
tive cultivation, and the cabins of the
laborers formed a little city of them
selves. Speaking about the way they pro
nounce everything down there I am
really in love with the nomenclature of
Louisiana, though you mustn't pro
nounce more than one name out of a
doxen as it is spelled. The mix that re
sulted from retaining Indian names and
working in French, Acadian and Yankee
names, gives us some that sound cute, I
would say were I a girl. As I am not a
girl I won't say it. You will, see on the
map such geographical names as Cata
houla, flowery Mound, Big (Jane, Cot
ton Plant, Prairie Faquataique, Plaque
mine Bralee, Bonne Ide, Cypre Mort,
Funny Louis, Hickory Flat, and Frog
more, to say nothing of Jones's , Land
ings and Smith's Ferries.
ir was MIDNIGHT
When PatUrsonville was reached. The
wharf-master with a youthful son and a
lantern was awaiting our arrival, and he
kindly steered me to a boarding house
(no hotel in tho place) where, by arous
ing the landlady and giving the clerk of
the Chamben as reference, 1 was allowed
to occupy tho vacant one of tho two
beds which graced a parlor bed-room
that told of better days. The "Pelican"
who occupied the othor bed, merely
turned over and snored when I entered
with my tallow candle, and "weary of
the chase" and confident that my ability
to judge human nature was right when
I looked into his face and decided that
if he got up first he wouldn't take my
remaining $2.75, 1 soon slumbered the
sleep of tho righteous.
To be continued in our next in
which I shall awake and journey by
devious paths into the woods ot north
TOIIES BULL WAS A VVV.
With apologies to tlURh MoNicol and hli
Amid trials, temptation and worry
And racket and clamor and din,
'Mid bnitle and hurtle and hnrry
And woes, disappointment! and ain
That over onr pathway are strewn
As we sip from life's oft bitter oi,p
How sweet seem the days halcyon
Those old days "when Ball was a pap !"
Time was when our protpeots look'd bright
And the angels of joy hOTer'd over
Our homes in their wearisome flight
And found us 'mid blossoms and clover.
It matters not now what the year
Or tbe month dates are all covered up
It happen'd, we say with a tear
Or a smile : "When Ball was a pup."
Far back toward the dim fading past
And the long years that linger between
Float mem'ries those happy days cast,
Growing sweeter, eaoh long day, I ween.
Will the days yet to come (how we wonder
As from sorrow's low depth we look np 1)
Be as happy as those now bid nnder
That vague time "when Ball was a pop ?"
Oracle Marie Tamplin, daughter of Newton
& aad Ella Templia, died Wednesday .evening,
aged 7 years, 6 months, and lvday. She was
the viotim of an accident at the age of eighteen
months, producing eurvature of the spine and
subjecting her to a life of constant pain and
suffering, fiom which dsath alone could bring
release. She was a bright, lovable, sweet
spirited, precious child. Her mental powers
developed in a ratio equal to the non-development
of her physical organization, so that her
wise, womanly words were in strange oontrast
to her child-like appearance. At one time aba
was strong enough to attend the day school
and was delighted, and when failing strength
compelled her to give up the privileges ot the
school she felt the privation very sensibly, but
yielded to it without a murmur. The joy of
her little sweet life was the Sunday School, and
often she would come when she was too weak
to all np until the servioes were over. She
loved her teacher. Addle Patton, ot blessed
memory, most tenderly, and the day after her
burial she said to her mamma, ''Adda is gone,
and we don't know but we will have to go
next." Although exceedingly ill and only two
days from death's door, last Sunday morning
she did not forget that it was tbe blessed Bab
bath, nor did she forget the Sabbath School 1
mum luu uvym ww w.v v aw HWIIUlilt
but realizing this was impossible she begged
Harry to go and be sure to bring her card.
The little Sunday School card ware great
treasurers to her. she kept them sacredly to
the number of one hundred and twentv-five.
and expressed her desire to have them placed
in ner scrap book, one uvea ih songs 01 ine
Sunday School and church, and she had one
special favorite, and many a weary hour she
whiled away lying on her grandpa's lap sing
ing m her sweet plaintive voice, "Book of Ages
Cleft for Me." Two or three days before her
death she called her pans and said, "Papa.
what does the doctor say about me?" He re
plied, "The doctor says it is your spine and
Drain mat is iunhu ; miu uu jou&nuw duuiv,
you can never get well." "Yes," she replied,
,'I would like to be well, though." Some
hours previous to her death her thoughts
seemed to tarn to her grandma. She said
"Grandma is not going away to-night." If It
be true that oar departed friends become min
istering spirits to them that are the heirs of
salvation, is it too great a stretch of imagina
tion to think of the sainted spirit of her grand
ma and her more recently departed Banday
Bchool teacher lingering about her dying
couch waiting to bear her pure spirit to the
mansions of the blessed? Whatever else Is un
certain this one thing is sore, in tht heart of
the blessed Christ there Is boundless love for
tbe children, for he has said suffer little
ones to come unto me and forbid them not.
And many dear children are gathering there,
for of such is the kingdom of heaven.
In memory of little Maudle, daughter of
John and Annie Ervtn, whose death occurred
Got. 10th, 1886:
Maudle't gone and oh we miss her,
Jesus called her to His home,
Whsre no harm can e'er befall hsr,
Pain nor death can never oome.
Hiss ber ; yes. oar hearts are lonely,
For ber chair now vacant stands ;
Bat we know she's with the angels,
While we're left a broken band.
Nevermore on little sisters.
Have their hearts with gladness filled,
For tbe little hands are ft lded.
And the voloe forever stilled.
Mams, weep not for your darling,
Jesus did what he thought best.
Took your little one from suffering
Unto heaven, and gave it rest.
Peaceful, loving rest he gave ber,
in that nome so ongnt ana reir,
And her sweet voice now is calling 1
"Meet me, papa, over there."
Yet, we'U meet you. little Maudle,
when oar lives on earth are o'er,
And we'll all be resulted.
On that bright, eternal shore.
By Mas. M. B. MoasaaiT.
If roar kldaeys are Inactive, you will feel
and wok wretched even In the meet cheerful
society, sad ateUaeboly on the Jolllest 000a-
VI. 4. u, Buaana uivcr ana Jtiuney
will set you all right again, 1.00 per
rorsaie iy Mjeen no.
IT COMES AT LAST!
Dittey and the Forged Tele
gram Shown Up,
Mainly From the Files of the
Sing nooilla, Dear Beodte, Street Boodle.
Editors NKws-HntALD: It. M. Dittey,
in the Gazette of October 30, makes the
publication of an article by me in the
News-Herald of October 27, which had
no reference to him or his paper, the oc
casion of again attacking me personally,
and publishing some bare-faced lies con
cerning myself. He has failed to profit
by an admonition I gave him last spring.
I now propose to ventilate the record of
this, at one time, candidate for pentiten
tlary honorsT A
T'he citizen bf Highland county have
not forgotten the story of the arrest of
the celebrated Robert McKimmie in
1878, his confinement in the Hillsbore
Jail, the effort to obtain a 'requisition
from Gov. Young, and whilst legal pro
ceedings were being had before Judge
Steele in our Common Pleas Court, an
infamous attempt was made to procure
McKimmie's release from jail through
means of a forged telegram sent from
Columbus, Ohio. The Hillsboro Gazette
of January 24, 1878, says, in commenting
upon the matter of the forged telegram :
Last week, while the case was pending,
Mr. Bullock made a trip to Columbus,
and during his absence a telegram was
received, directed to Sheriff Newell and
Marshal Lyle, signed Seth D. Bullock,
stating that "the papers were all wrong,
and to release McKimmie, but to 'shadow
him.' " The officers were astonished, as
the last words that Bullock uttered on
leaving here were to "hold the prisoner
at all events."
Mr. Bullock returned the next day,
and was equally surprised and indignant,
and pronounced the telegram a base
forgery. He has investigated the matter
with the skill of an experienced detect
ive, and may, make it hot for somebody.
In its issue of January 31, 1878, the
Gazette gives a copy of the forged tele
gram, and also of a second telegram or
dering the first not to be delivered, and
says in same issue :
The forged telegrams mentioned last
week as having been sent last week from
Columbus, and through which McKim
mie came near being released, have
caused much comment. It will be re
membered that 7dr. Bullock, the Black
Hills detective, went to Columbus while
the case was pending, and these tele
grams, purporting to be sent by him,
were pronounced: base forgeries on his
return here the next morning. We give
herewith verbatim copies of both:
Coi.tmntTH. Ohio Jan'v 15. 1878.
S. Lyle and Sheriff Newtll, HHUboro, Ohio:
Papers wrong;. Governor will not sign
requisition. Yoq will have to let Dim go,
Received 6:10 P.M.
Columbus, Ohio, Jan'y 15, 187S.
Manager Telegraph, JMUboro, Ohio:
Don't deliver tbe message to Lyle and
Newell sent to-day. Scth Bullock.
Received 8:30 A, M., January 10.
The Gazette, continuing its comments,
The first one, it will be noticed, was
received at 0:10 p. m. of the day Mr.
Bullock left Hillsboro for Columbus. As
the train on which he went leaves here
at 2:30 p. m., it is plain to be seen that
he could not possibly have reached Co
lumbus at the hour named in the dis
patch. The dispatch is also signed "Seth
D.Bullock," while Mr. B. signs his name
Seth Bullock. The other telegram was
received at 8:30 a. m. of the next day
(the 16th), but the first dispatch, order
ing McKimmie's release, had been de
livered the evening before. Fortunately
the officers to whom it was directed took
the matter under advisement, and de
termined to hold McKimmie at all haz
ard until Bullock should return. We pre
tume there is not a fair-minded perton any
where who does not condemn this foul attempt
to defeat the end of justice, and desire the
punishment of the person who perpetrated it.
Our information u thdl the matter will be
investigated in due time, to all of wtiich the
people wtu neartuy say amen,"
The italicising of this last paragraph is
I was manager of the Hillsboro tele
graph office at the time these two mess
ages given above were received. I iden
tify them as being correct and received
by me as operator. As soon as I got the
first message I felt almost certain it was
a forgery, chiefly because Mr. Bullock,
as the Gazette states, had only left Hills
boro two or three hours before it was
received, and did not have time to reach
Columbus. I delivered the message my
self to old Mr. Newell, as the Sheriff was
not in town at the time, and cautioned
him that the message must be a forgery,
and gave reasons why. In calling at
tention of the people of Highland county
to the sender of this forged telegram, I
deem it a public duty, due to all, to say
that Robert M. Dittey, one of the pres
ent editors of, the Gazette, sent this forged
telegram himself from Columbus on the
day given. It is believed Mr. Dittey
sneaked out of Hillsboro on the morning
of the day the telegram was sent, or the
night before, and would reach Columbus
about 2 o'clock p. m. Mr. Dittey was
identified by the operator at Columbus
as the man who sent the message. Mr.
Bullock himself told me at that time he
had the operator at Columbus come to
Hillsboro and see if he could identify
any citizen of this place as the sender of
the forged telegram. Tbe man came,
and had no difficulty in picking out Mr.
Dittey. Mr. Dittey was not one of the
counsel engaged on either side, and must
have been the paid tool of some one, thus
selling out-his honor and integrity as a
man and an officer of the court, as a
He signalized his career at that early
day as a boodler by trying to bribe the
Columbus operator to go back upon his
identification of him as the sender of the
forged telegram. After this episode Mr,
Dittey retired to the shades of compara
tive privnto life in Dodson township.
Ho four years ago emerged from that re
tlracy to become one of tho most corrupt
political scoundrels (it is an easy descent
from forgery to corruption) that ever
lived in Highland county, as is evidenced
by three things :
First The corrupt means through
which it is generally believed he secured
the office of Probate Judge at two differ
Second So tainted with coal oil poli
tics had he become he held consultation
with John R. McLean immediately after
the October election or 188S, and before
the discovery of the forgeries in the Co
lumbus and Cincinnati tally-sheets of
that election. He can, if he will, explain
to the citizens of Highland county what
took place at that consultation.
Third He is and has been the chief
distributor for his party of boodle in
There is a class of society to enter
which I have no credentials, but it is that
kind enjoyed only by such persons as
R. M. Dittey and the inmates of the Ohio
That Dittey never presented his well-
earned credentials to his fit associates at 1
Columbus was because of the charity
and leniency of the Court in session at
that time. That he was never disbarred
for this criminal act is owing to the mis
taken kindness of his fellow-members
of the bar. He has never appreciated
the charity thus shown him, nor that of
the Republican press and those citizens
who were familiar with the full facts
herewith given, and who remained si
lent so far as the forged telegram is con
cerned when he was a candidate before
He has lied about both public and pri
vate citizens of Hillsboro since he be
came editor of the Gazette, and so far as
I am concerned he deserves no further
charitable consideration from me. Since
he became a resident of Hillsboro he has
befouled his own nest repeatedly. He
has ridiculed and slandered some of the
best men and women that ever engaged
in the holy cause of temperance. In
this matter he is confidently believed by
many citizens of Hillsboro to have been
actively connected with the vile sheet
published during the Crusade called the
He can pour forth again his lies and
slanders about myself, but I am too well
known in Ross and Highland counties
to have any fears that what he may say
will injure me in the least in the estima
tion of anyone.
"Let the galled jade wince,
Our withers are unwrung."
Hillsboro, Nov. 8, 188G. E. Cabson.
As a horse and cattle lotion Salvation Oil
has proven itself an infallible remedy. It has
received the hearty indorsements of many old
and well-knonn horsemen. Price 25 cents a
Mothers, do not let your darlings suffer with
the whooping cough while yon have a remedy
so near at band. Use Dr. Bull's Congh Bprup,
and the little sufferer will soon find relief.
Price 25 cents. flo
Quite a number of Rev. and Mrs. J.
L. Gregg's friends of this city, called on
them in their new home Saturday even
ing, Oct. 16th, to remind them that it
was their united birthday Mr. Cregg
having seen the roses fade and fall sixty
times and his wife having witnessed
the same fifty-five times.
Mrs. Gov. Green and Mrs. Hon. Geo.
Green led the van, with knitting in
hand having "just dropped in to
spend the evening." But it was not
long after until Hon. George Green
"brought up the rear," and in stepped
the world-renowned land agent, L, R.
Elliott and wife, Rev. Mrs. Embree,
Rev. Mrs. Wake and others. The even
ing was spent as such evenings usually
are spent, and the company departed
with "many a happy return of the day."
It is sweet to be remembered, espec
ially when among strangers, far from
one's "kith and kin." May time deal
kindly with those whose presence
brought sunshine into our home that
evening, and may none ever know aught
of that loneliness of the poet who wrote :
"It Is not that my lot is low,
That bids this silent tear to flow ;
It Is not grief that makes me moan ;
It is that I am all alone."
Mas. J. L. Gregg.
Manhattan, Kan., Nov. 1st, 1880.
The Yerdlct Unanimous.
W. D. Suit, druggirt, Bippus, Ind., testifies :
"I can recommend Electrlo Bitters as the very
best remedy. Every bottle sold has given re
lief in every case. One man took six bottles,
and was cured of rheumatism of ten years'
standing. Abraham Hare, druggist, Bellvllle,
Ohio, affirms: "rne nest selling medicine l
nave ever handled in my twenty years' exper
ience, is Electrlo Bitters " Thousand of others
have added their testimony, so that the ver
dict Is unanimous that Elettrio Bitters do cure
all diseases of the liver, kidneys or blood.
Only a half dollar a bottle at Seybert AOo.'s
On Sunday morning, about 4 o'clock,
says the Wilmington Journal of last
week, the large handsome residence of
Charles H. Harris, situated on his farm
just west of Snow Hill on the New Vi
enna pike, was burned with all its con
tents. The fire originated in a wood
shed in the rear of tbe main building
and when discovered had made such
progress that the whole back portion of
the residence was in flames, and the
house was soon consumed. None of the
contents were saved. There was an in
surance of $2,500 on the house and $500
on the contents, but the loss is more
than double that amount Origin incen
diary. Mr. Harris is a brother-in-law
of Col. H. N. Miller, of this place, who
visited the scene of the ruin the latter
part of the week.
Indulges in a Reverie while
Columbus and Delaware Get a
Kalamazoo Beats the Model Town-
The Surrounding Country the
Leaving New Vienna on the morning
of the 27th of October, we took the Mid
land at Midland City (what's in a
name? A few years ago it was tho
hardest piece of swamp In all Southern
Ohio) for the north. We were not dead
headed, but truth compels us to say
that it js a splendid road. But we for
got all about the north, and the road
too, as we glided over the rich plains of
Ohio, wondering how much they sur
passed tho valley of the Nile, even in
its grandest days, when it was looked
upon as the granary of the world. Tho
mind, as our pride was aroused in con
templating the magnificent rich re
sources of our noble State, naturally re
called the Virginia pride of her sons,
many of whom consider to be born in
the old Dominion is equivalent to a
patent of nobility, and lends dignity to
her sons, however bankrupt they may
be in every element which the world
deems essential to true manhood. Being
born there myself, it is not to be won
dered at that my native pride began to
rise at being an inhabitant of so rich a
patrimony. But the poet's language in
truded itself to dispel the egotistical
Honor from no conditions rise,
Act well your part, there all the honor lies.
When awakened from the reverie wo
were rumbling into the Columbus depot,
in a great city such as only these rich
plains, inhabited by an enterprising
people, could build up in so short a
time. It is needless to speak of the city
and its institutions, as we nearly all go
there (that is those who read the papers)
and all of us who trace our genealogy
back to Mother Eve have curiosity
enough to look round on such a city.
It would be pleasant to note a de
crease in the number of convicts in our
penitentiary, instead of adding to the
Aggregate of sixteen hundred now here.
If the number could begin to lessen
with our ever increasing population, we
might have hope, but the number goes
on increasing. We will have to go back
to the source. Let two hundred and
thirty thousand or more temperance
men in the State of Ohio eo to work
with a will and with judgment, and
they can and will dry up the founjaln
from which rolls a deluge of woe over
our fair State.
Our benevolent institutions here
should make every Buckeye feel proud,
and what ought he to think of our State
House ? a pile of limestone, granite and
marble, that looks like it ought to en
dure till the earth grows hoar with age.
Another ride of thirty-three miles
brought us to Delaware, the seat of the
Ohio Wesleyan University. We can't
Bay much for the old town, only it looks
very much as though a good part of it
was down in a hole. But a group of
noble buildings and a fine library re
minded me that all the men in this
world don't live for themselves alone.
And six or seven hundred students
there pouring over the history of the
past and present, give hope for improve
ment in the future.
But we started up among the Wolver
ines and brought up at our favorite
point, Kalamazoo. Not detracting from
our Model Town, but we will have to
say (in our humble judgment) with her
street railroads, her electric lights, her
fine schools and colleges, her numerous
churches', her magnificent private resi
dences, she beats all the towns we have
found of her size in our travels. But
the fishing and hunting are the great
attractions for so many. To-morrow
the hunting season commences, and al
ready it is estimated that more than
twelve hundred hunters have gone
north to be ready in the morning as
soon as It gets light enough to shoot. So
if each one gets a deer and one in twen
ty a bear, the game business will soon
play out. The law don't permit fishing
now for trout. Went down to the
brook yesterday to get a glance at the
speckled beauty, and saw some shiny
sides, but as there were so many people
in sight, of course we did not break the
law, but would like to have had one for
If we get a bear we will bring the
Junior Barrere and better-ball a piece.
In the woods.
For their horses and cows In the fall and
spring of the year, farmers should use Day's
Bedentary pursuits predispose persons to
constipation. For constipation there Is noth
ing so good as Dr. Bull's Baltimore Fills.
Prloe 29 cents.
Give the little sufferer at 'once Dr. Boll's
Baby Syrup for all disorders of babyhood!
Price 26 cU.
Sweet as the rose, Drexel's Bell Cologne, flo
With one hand the President alves
$500 to the Democratic campaign fund
in New York, and with the other re
moves a Federal officer for making Dem
ocratic speeches in Missouri. The man
who can reconcile these two acta will
hear something to his advantage by ad
dressing the National Civil Service Re
form League. Globe Democrat.
"Tbe doctors said my wife had consumption.
Tried 'Dr. Lindsey's Blood Searcher,' and she
has better health than ever." a. H. Hubbard,
Hampden, Ohio. nov
OW1II TO THE LITIiE RUSTER
That R. dttey hatshed last friday"
the Hlltburo gaset orfU
Qnd grulili oled burd how yuve dwindled donnl
Wbl, It hee ownley bin abowt 2 yeres slnse
Via : In Steen 100 A 8ty-(
That yn sink 1 ft onto tho Bary Mavaydys
A totlier on top uv the applelatchoheyennes
A krode A hollered A sung this eflrt
"Hooranr fur Mariar, hoorawr fur the kid,
We votld fur Kleveland & glad we did"
Ontlll us pore dountroden rlpuplikkins
Erauled nnder penut huls A up chlmblys
A doun krorfitb hoals and hid ourselves
In offal kornstlrnashun at yure blgnes.
Uut nou theres noboddy ornery enuff to rev-
Whl, yuve got so title that yure lalgs kant
From 1 korner uv Wm, gadlsos mowth to tbe
Thogh it air mitilypukkered up A turned doun
Speshily sinse sed wm g. hes bin spirited
Bi the lion, bord uv Kow. Komishlners
Tu sta at hoam fur the nex 10 mos
Along with bub harpur A uthir hosiers
A swet the swet nv laybur ur, from tbe tits
Whi burd, yu reely luk so offal runty
Thet 1 beleve tbet yu kuld hardly skeenely
Qiv t pore sqweeky "Eoky-budle-bu"
If yure entire life dippendid on it.
Nou burd, lme snmwbot uv a notid
Vetterunneighry hoss-doktor A I tell yu
I beleve I gnow Jest whots tbe mater with yu.
Thave bin a glvin yu most retched dleat.
Shot guuns A tisahoo balets, bulwhlrps A budle
Is mity hard on wun's dlcjestlv organs
Fur chikkens Is like pepel in there natcher
A both wil jest die if tha kant dlejest.
A then oled genl robison jumped on yn
A yu wos tuk bad with lefever A egyu
A puggaley shuk the gizard owt uv yu
M throde it to Jaxs dorg A j phouste
He yanked yure windpipe owt A henry
Hugins tuk wbot wos left uv inside fixlns
Owt uv yure karkass A now thares ownley
Yure bosna A meesley skin A sum tale fethers
A yure a mity tupeny lukin kreetchur,
A most disidid baron ijealllty.
A holler mokery uv yure formire gratenes.
Now, let me tel yu furder, litle rotter
Thet yu is bownd tu jest kepe on a-dwindling
Outill in 2 yeres more from this here rittn
i, e, in 8teen 100 A 8ty-ate, knowvember
Vulo be bi thet time so oltirid petered
Owt thet Ifuthin longslde yn will be as big as
A bippitypototomatoe as swlgms the rivers
In dark, benlted, hethen Maddygasskar
A thare wunt be a thing left to yure memmery
But jest a lingerin knassty smel uv kole oil,
A solium warnin to ol men A chikkens
To net be bad A talk to wikked llvin
Sech as is skinnln kornviks A ded nigurs
A votln the strate demykratik tlket,
But chuze the weighs ot wUdum jest as 1 dun
Who went to skole A got an edlkashun
To fit me fur to rite fur the knewspaplra
To manlfakter poewims A iiv onnest
As burds A men ehuld olwayes do forever
A vote rippoplikkin to the milennyum
Fur it la ownley in that sine we konker.
November 8th, 188S.
Thurman Sanders Sundayed in Lynohbunr.
Miss Ollie Sprinkle will teach theBicily school
Or. C'baney has erected a wood and coal
B. F. Tar.s gave a reading school at his place
The aged wife of Matthias Bear died sudden
ly on Sunday morning from apoplexy.
Another visitor at A. M. Coster's on the 5th
Inst. He cannot vote for 21 years yet.
O. W. Johnson baa moved from the West
End Into the property of J. W. Dnncanson.
Rev. J. W. Buble was called to Buford Sun-
uay to preacn tne runeral or Al. Dnncanson.
Otis Cochran ha returned from Hamilton
county where he has been at work since last
Our new mill has commenced running and is
doing splendid work. Tbe farmers are conse
William Smart and wife, of BelTast, were
visiting their daughter, Mrs. J, H. Barker, Fri
day and Saturday,
Ber. J, W. Buble returned from Georgetown
last Friday where he has been holding a pro
tracted meeting for two weeks past.
Mary Ann Abraham departed this life Oc
tober 30th, in her 66th year. Her funeral was
f reached on the day following by Elder J. B.
arts, after which her body was Interred In
tbe Buble Cemetery,
On Friday, November 5th, the friends and
relatives ot Elder J. H. Barker took possessiou
of his premises and tried to surprise him, which
they did. After dinner speeches were made by
Elders Barker and Buble. Elder Barker has
rescued nta aixty-thtrd mile stone and has been
a resident of our township for 46 years.
November 1st, 1886.
Bev. William Sanders has been quite sick for
J. a Head and wife, of Cynthiana, visited
friends here on Tuesday but.
ricott Bearers, of Piokaway eounty, is circu
lating among his friends in this vicinity.
Bev. J. L Tasgart left on Friday for a sev
eral days' visit to his son iu Jeffersonville, O.
Miss Fannie Johnson, of Leeiburg, spent
Saturday and Sunday here, the guest ot friends.!
Miss Carrie Brown returned Wednesday
from a visit among friends in Clinton county.
Robert Sumner and daughter Ella, and Miss
Ollle Sinclair, expect to visit Chicago next
John Bedkey, jr., spent a few days here tbe
pan wees, waing views oi several oi tne rati-
Bev. John H. Davis, of Martinsville, made
his parents and friends here a brief visit dur
ing the past week.
Mrs, William Bussell has been suffering
from a severe attack of malarial fever, bat has
Miss Essie Hall returned to her home in
Greenfield on Thursday, after a very pleasant
visit at the residence of W. M. Bkeen.
Mrs. Eliza Young, of Youngstown, and Mrs,
Henry Btorer, ot BerryvWe, were guests at
Dr. McBrlde's on West Main street, the fort
part of the week.
Misses Ussle Beavers and Cora Bkeen are
spending a abort time in Greenfield now, for
the purpose of taking music lessons of Miss
John Hixson lost a valuable cow as the re.
suit of a broken teg. The leg was broken by a
stone, wbloh was thrown in an effort to fores
the cow across a bridge.
The eleotlo pasted off very quietly here.
No one sumtil to be electioneering much, ex
cept one or two of the Prohibitionists, Wo
do not think that any party used money la
O. N.Baats.readinjr Uwla tbeoflesof Lot
Wright, Esq., ot Lebanon, oasas hams Bttsr
day and retarned Wednesday. Although the
set son lor vtatuag tae uavee is past, we w
he went In that dfrectton during his stay.