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Supplement to trie 'X’r'u.e Citizen.
A PICTORIAL INTRODUCTION
To die l uces of Persons Whose Nncnee
Are Familiar.
george h. Pendleton.
The important diplomatic station of Min-
later to Germany has been granted to “gentle
man” George H. Pendleton, and at the age of
60, after 35 years of his life s]>ont in politics,
though not always successful, few men are
better entitled than Mr. Pendleton to a
rewai-d from his party. It is claimed by
his friends that his speech in the Senate on
civil service reform is what compelled
hii opjtonents to adopt that measure, which
proved afterwards to be one of tho severest
blows to them. Mr. Pendleton began public
life in 1854 as a momber of the state senate of
Ohio. He represented Ohio in the national
congress from 1857 to 1864, when ho was the
Democratic candidate for vice-president on
the ticket headed by George B. McClellan;
was a candidate for governor of Ohio in
1869, and in 1879 took his seat in the United
States senate. In private life Mr. Pendleton
is held in the highest esteem. His wife is a
lady of rare accomplishments. She was the
daughter of Francis Scott Key, the author of
“The Star Spangled Banner,” and a niece of
the great, cliief justice of the United States
supremo court, Roger P. Tauey. Their
home is at Cincinnati, where Mr. Pendleton
was bora and lias since resided.
Simply a Slim In Addition.
[Milwaukee Sentinel.1
An anglers’ journal is publisliiug a scries of
letters to prove that a brook trout weighing
£4 pounds was caught in Maine in 1849.
There is nothing very remarkable about it.
As a trout generally increases in weight at
the rate of one pound an hour after being
taken from the water by an angler, the
Maine ilsh of 1849 should now weigh about
800,000 pounds.
Minister to France.
ROBXRT M’LANE.
Robert MeLane, who has been appointed
by the president minister to France, is by
iducation a statesman and admirably fitted
for a diplomatic station. His family, the
McLanes of Maryland, are among the first
families in an honorary way in the United
States. Allen McLano was a distinguished
revolutionary officer. His Bon Louis repre-
lentcd Maryland in congress for ten years
E ior *n 1837, when he was chosen senator.
e was minister to England under Gen.
Jackson, and afterward secretary of stato till
June, 1834. Robert, the present leading
representative of the family possesses in a
marked degree the talents of his ancestors;
he has taken on active part in the politics of
his state, filling acceptably every position to
which he has been chosen.
Commissioner of Internal Rovenua.
JOBEFn S. MTLLKR.
Mr. .T, fi. Miller, the newly appointed com
missioner of internal revenue, is a vory pop
ular man among those who know him liest.
The people of his state, of all parties, speak
well of him. Ho was born in Cabell county,
W, Va., about 37 years ago. He is descended
from an old family of the Virginia valley,
*nd bis ancestor* figured conspicuously in
the revolution. Mr. Miller was educated
*t Reach Glove ucademy, Ashlnnd, Ky.
tie is a lawyer by profession, but
■as alwuys taken on active In
terest in politics, and when but 31 years
#f ago was elected clerk of tho circuit
tourt of Cabell county. In 1873 he was
sleeted sneretary of tho state senate, and in
1B70 he wiu elected state auditor. In 1880
he was re-elected, and his last term expired
t»u the day President Cleveland was in
augurated. He was prominently mentioned
for governor last foil, but did not go before
the convention.
•loro Thun u Cyclone Can Htund.
[Norristown Herald.]
Tho Italians beliovo that maternity robs
woman of her voicn. The Italians should
dine to this country and listen to a rural
mother call homo her chifdrtu, whonro play
ing in ft wood a mile distant. When a
cyclone hears her voice shooting along, It
knows it must either jump over it or get
wrecked.
Chicago Ledger: If tliero Is anything more
to lie desired than gold, yea, than liuo gold,
it Is a child’s shoo that can’t bo run down at
Ibe heel.
No Uso to Bet Against u Congressman's
Wind.
[Newman Independeut,]
Half a dozen men in a saloon in Nipand- i
tuck, the other night, wore trying to blow
out a candle ten feet distant, but all failed,
presently a genteelly dressed gentleman en
tered the room and offered to bet $60 that he
could extinguish the candle 13 feet distant.
Tho bet was promptly taken, the genteelly
dressed man blew out the candle at the first
effort, pocketed the money, took a drink, and
then left the barroom loafers looking at each
other in blank astonishment.
“Who in the dickens is that ’ere feller, any
how?” queried the “bum” who had lost the
bet.
“Don’t you know him?” asked the barkeep
er. “Why, that feller is an Indiana con
gressman, and goes around to the county
fairs and wins money by blowing tho bottoms
out of lung testers! It’s no use to bet against
his wind, boys I”
Postmaster at. Now York.
HENRY O. PEARSON.
The question as to whether Mr. Pearson,
the postmaster at New York, should be re
tained in his position, which has been the sub
ject of so much press discussion, renders his
portrait of interest. Mr. Pearson was a New
York boy, educated in its public schools. He
is now in his -13d yoar, having spent 35 yearn
of his life in the post ofHce. He began in
1860 as a stamper, and rose through seven
intervening positions to that of postmaster,
in 1877, prior to which he had for eight years
been assistant postmaster. His opportunities
for knowing it thoroughly have boon excep
tional, and ho has been constantly on the
alert to improve the service. The importance
of his position may bo judged from the fact
that his vilico employed regularly during
1884 1,730 persons, whose aggregate pay for
the year was $1,511,035, tho total receipts of
the office during the same time being $4,380,-
738.49.
Life Insurance m n Health Restorer.
[Bill Nye in Boston Globe.]
Life insurance is a great thing. I would
not be without it. My health is greatly im
proved since I got my new policy. Formerly
I used to have a seal-brown taste in my mouth
when I nrose in the morning, but that has
disappeared entirely. I am more hopeful
and happy, and my hair is getting thicker on
top. I would not try to keop house without
life insurance. Last September I was caught
in one of the most destructive cyclones that
ever visited r republican form of government.
A great deal of property was destroyed and
man} 7 lives were lost, but I was spared.
People who luul no insurance were mowed
down on every hand, but aside from a broken
leg I was entirely unharmed.
I look upon life insurance as a great com
fort, not only to tho beneficiary, but to the
insured, who very rarely lives to reulize any
thing pecuniarily from his venture. Twice I
have almost raised my wife to affluence and
cast a gloom over the community in which I
lived, but something happened to tho physician
for a few days so that he could not attend to
me, and I recovered. For nearly two years 1
was under the doctor’s care. He had his
finger on my pulse or in my pocket all the
time. He was a young western physician,
who attended mo on Tuesdays and Fridays.
The rest of the week he devoted his medical
skill to horses that were mentally and physic
ally broken down. He said be attended me
largely for my society. I felt llattered to
know that he enjoyed my society after havin
been thrown among horses all the week that
had had much greater advantages than I.
My wife at first objected seriously to an in
surance on my life, and said she would never,
never touch a dollar of tho money if I were
to die, but after I had been Bick uearly two
years, and my disposition had suffered a good
deal, she said that I noed nuts delay the
obsequies on that account. But the life in-
liurance slipjied through my fingers somehow,
and I recovered.
In theso days of dynamite and roller rinks,
and the gory meat-ax of a now administra
tion, we ought to make some provision for
the future.
President of Guatemala.
JUSTO RUKINO RAURIOR.
Tho troubles in tho neighboring states of
Central America, in which our government
has been called on to interfere and lias taken
some action, brings into prominence Gcu.
Barrios, who has been fomenting revolution
In those countries since 1867. For tlio past 60
years tho five potty states lyiug between the
Gulf of Teliuante|>eo und tho Isthmus of
Panama havo been kept in a chronic stato of
insurrection by revolutionary leaders in t lie
vuin hope of establishing there a republic
such as ours. The mixed population of ne
gro, Indian and Mexican blood seem to bo
111 fitted for self government, the numerous
insurrections resulting only in keeping other
wise fertilo lauds impoverished.
The present president of Guatemala, Gen.
Barrios, who is endeavoring to bring about
a union of the states of Guatemala, Sun Sal
vador and Honduras, has hud a remarkable
career. Born in Guatemala 50 years ago, lie
i received a collegiate education, graduating ut
the ape of 37, anil has since devoted his life
to revolution, which, in 1807, broke out In
open warfare against tho government, ending
In the latter’s overthrow in 1871. Immedi
ately after organizing the new government
under u president a fresh revolullou broke
out, which Gcu. Barrios quickly suppressed.
Since 1873 lie has been tho president of the
' republic of Guatemala
CHANGES.
[Boston Transcript.]
Like one who hears with sudden throb of
sadness
Tho lingering cadence of an old refrain
Which wakes the ecuoes of some vanished
gladness ■
With tender pain,
So stand 1 now with mingled pain and pleas
ure,
After long absence, at a well-known door
Which guarded once my darling, my heart’s
treasure,
In days of yore.
Still bloom the roses with their old-time
sweetness
Round this dear cottage in my native land; j
Trimmed is the hedge with all its wonted |
neatness;
The old elms stand.
Still slopes the lawn in beautiful gradation, ;
Like a soft carpet of the richest green;
Still leaps the fountain with its light pulsa
tion,
Brightening the scene.
Years have not changed it; now as then the
river
Winds in the distance like a silver stream;
Through the old orchard still the sunbeams
quiver
And brightly gleam.
Ah! but no voice of sweetest modulation
Nor rippling laughter greets my listening ,
ear;
All the brigh t scene but breathes in desola
tion,
“She is not herel”
“Not here I not herel” the murmuring elm
trees sigh it,
The rustling grass repeats it 'neath my
feet,
Her cherishod roses mournfully reply it
In odors sweet.
O’er the soft lawn the shadows westward
creeping
Darkly enfold me at the rose-girt door,
In deeper shadows lies my dear love sleep
ing,
To wake no more.
KINGS OF THE ROAD.
William H. Vanderbilt and Robert Bonner
Running a Race—Tho Result.
[New York Letter.]
The most observed of the drivers are
William H. Vanderbilt and Robert Bonner.
Tho former is in bad health, but lie has not !
missed an afternoon of tho rare diversion.
He wears neap of unplucked beaver, the
longer bail's of which stands out bristlingly
from his head like the quill from a porcupine.
The collar and sleeves of his ample coat, too,
are fur-trimmed, and by reason of flesh and
garb ho nearly tills the width of the light >
sleigh in which he sits alone. No lackey :
accompanies him, and when he pulls np at a
wayside iuu it is tho hostler who gets the
job of holding the horses. Those beasts are
Lysaudor und Aidlne, a pair which he has
driven on the track in 3:30, and which draw
him through tho snow for short distances at
nearly if not quite that pace.
Bonner uses a team composed of Raima
and Pickard, but they are not an ideal
match, for when urged to their fastest Icarus
forges uhond of Pickard like the running
mule to a trotter in a race. Bonner’s head
Is big and odd, the diameter being as great
from front to back as from side to side, and
that peculiarity is magnified by the huge j
otter cap which he wears. On the avenue
northward from Central park, where the
speeding of the horses to sleighs is chiefly
done, are tho hostelrios of Gnbe Case and
“Jedge” Smith, about a mile apart, Vander
bilt stops to drink at both places, but Bon
ner never at either.
Just as Vanderbilt drove out from under
Case’s shed Bonner came along. A race en
sued. Vanderbilt is not a handsome roins-
muu. He leans anxiously forward, in an
attitude suggesting that the reins are cast-
iron, and that with them he is pushing
rather" than guiding the , horses. Bonner
sits well back in his cutter, and his bunds
lie in his lap, even when he is holding hard.
But both shouted to their horses occasion
ally, after the manner of professionals in
citing racers to the utmost exertion. They
kept alongside for half a mile; niter that
Vanderbilt’s nags drew ahead; und on his
pulliug up ut Smith’s he had to wait two or
three seconds for Bonner to arrive.
A Boy Emperor'ii Grounds.
[Belgravia.]
Wonderful ingenuity was displayed in sc
planning the Chinese emperor’s palace as to
secure the greatest variety of situation and
to command tho most varied views. Every
natural feature of the ground has been elab
orated so us to produce charming landscapes
which oould scarcely be recognized as arti
ficial; hills of from ton to thxty feet in height
were constructed, divided by little valleys
and watered by clear streams forming cas
cades und lakes, one of which was five miles
In circumference. On its calm waters
fioatod beautiful pleasure-boats, including
one magnificent house-boat for the amuse
ment of the ladies of the palace.
In every direction winding paths led to
quaint little pavilions and charming grot
toes, while artificial rook-work was made
tho nursery for all manner of beautiful flow
ers, much care being bestowed ou securing
a great variety for every season of the year.
Flowering treas were scattered ovbr tbs
grassy bills, and their blossoms perfumed
the air. Each stream was crossed at fiw
quent intervals by most picturesque and
highly ornamental bridges of wood, brick,
or freestone, adorned with fanciful kiosks,
in which to repose while enjoying the view.
Tho triumph of art was to make these
bridges twist about iu such an extraordinary
maimer that they wore oftou three times us
long as if they had been led in u direct lino.
Near some of them were placed some very
rcmarkuble triumphal arches, either of elab
orate-curved wood or murble.
Old Putinchous Pilot.
[Boston Evening Record.]
Gen. Henry K. Oliver is ceiobrnted almost
ns much for his wit us ho is as r composer of
church musio. The general uud a friend,
who was u stranger in Boston, were walking
down Washington street one afternoon when
their attention was attracted to a very
large man wearing a heavy bluo overcoat,
who was approaching. He was a man who,
from his enormous proportions and great
breadth of stomach, would lmvobeuti noticed
anywhere, and, moreover, there were trace*
of salt water about him.
“Who is tliut iiian?" inquired his friend of
Gen Oliver.
“That man,” said the general, assuming a
very solemn look, “is 3,000 years old.”
“You surely cuuuot menu that,” said the
other.
“I do,” replied tho gauoral, “aud his uutno
Is Paunchous Pilot.”
Tho subject of the remark was ono of tile
best known pilots in Boston.
It Hors Hueni a Little Utopian.
[Philadelphia Bulletin. I
The time may come—although it uow
seem* too utopian a dream to lie realized—
when publio school* will lie provided with
medical, dental, and optical inspectors, be
cause publio opinion will then rooognlzo that
education does not consist lololy in sotting u
boy or girl on a wooden Iwnoh, with a
primer or a geography before them, but in
Hoeing to it that the body is not neglected for
the mind.
The Tramp’s Hollloquy.
[Puck.1
The joints of winter are beginning to re
lax, as it were. The snow that fringes the
Held will not fringe it much longer, for soon
will tho bobolink break its heart with wild
burets of song in the fields of waving clover.
The song of tho mock-turtle will soon bo
aeard in the land, the frog will croak until
le’s hoarse, and the whippoorwill will get
in his work on starlit evenings, whon
;he katydid and the tree-toad ore
Halting themselves felt. I love to
inger in the breezy wood when the
jink arbutus trails along tho snowy ground,
when the dogwood sends its snowy sprays in
ihe unbeaten paths of tho forest, and the
brooklet gurgles musically through the crevice
in your boot.
Therefore I shall hang my boots upon my
itaff, and start for the country just as soon j
is the winter passes aud the poet begins to I
take headers down the editorial stairway.
How my heart goes out to nature in all its j
varying forms and conditions!
A draught of nature is the best draught out '
when you can’t get any other. How sweet, j
an a fresh, bracing morning, when Phoebus is
getting in her biggest licks, to steal down the I
perfumed meadow, and purloin the milk from j
tlie unsuspecting cowl
I am a regular old nickel-plated tramp j
Pan, and when I get my notes together, and J
come out with an old, warm, empurpled, sen- j
3uous, roseate, landscape novel, I shall knock }
“Nature’s Serial Story” higher than a
plumber's bill.
In tlie Spring.
IThe Judged
Tho drummer with his samples starts on
his festive round.
A Substitute for His Snoring.
[Chicago Ledger.]
“Talking of snoring,” said Col. Dunlap, “it
came very near being the death of my graud-
i mother once.”
[ “How was that?” asked Orator Perkins,
j “Well, you see, tho old man had to serve
on tho jury once, and it was the first time he
had been away from home over night in 30
years or more. The old lady had got so used
to his snoring that sho couldn’t got a wink of
J ileep without it. For three nights she tossed
j from dark till dawn, without closing her
ayes, and I certainly believe she would have
been dead before the old man got back if it
hadn’t been for the ingenuity of the hired
girl.”
“Why, what did she do?”
“Well, sir, sho got out the coffee mill and
ground shell com, with an occasional sprink
ling of gravel in it, till night, aud the old lady
went to sleep right away and slumbered as
peacefully us a deacon in church tho livelong
night.”
True Diplomacy Defined.
[Fall River Advance.!
True diplomacy is the art of hiding your
i money whom your wife cannot find it, and
j then to lie in lied protending to bo asleep as
you watch her go through your clothes in on
j unproductive hunt.
Trunks racked Since March 4.
[Life.]
Tho sword of Damocles is not a circum
stance to tho suspense which hangs over cer
tain office holders.
“Just I.lke a Man.’’
[Pittsburg Chronicle,]
| A well-known city professional man who
has a brand new baby was advised by friend*
to nib the little one with lard and camphor,
| as it was troubled with some complaint that
treatment was sure to cure. The father
1 went down into tho kitchen, got some lard
out of a jian, and, mixing it with camphor,
rubbed it all over tlie baby’* feet, face and
. nock. Next morning the mother found that
tho poor little thin , wus covered witli a crust
of cold mnslied potatoes.
Apply at This Otllee.
[Boston Post.]
“Whut is a Christum?” asks a religious
weekly. Such ignorance In an editor is truly
deplorable.
Chicago Lodger: You can stave off a
troublesome creditor, and oven procrastinate
I bung'd' somewhat by tightening the belt, but
you can’t shirk a sneeze.
SOME NOTABLE AUTOGRAPHS.
Signatures of Many of America's Celebrated
Statesmen and Lawyer*.
-OfM-
ALEXANDER HAMILTON.
y
The chirogrnphy reveals tlie precise law
yer, tho shrewd financier and tho astute ad
viser.
AARON BURK.
Tlie letters are neatly formed and regular,
but the whole looks like tho writing of a cun
ning hand.
CALEB CUSHING.
Who would imagine tho above to be meant
for C. Cushing, tho distinguished jurist and
statesman? Being a lawyer, it is not wonder
ful he wrote so badly.
HENRY CLAY.
Looking at the signature, “H. Clay,” all
bunched together in a corner, and in which
the II looks more like a W than auything
else, one would hardly take it for a name
foremost in the annals of .American states
manship and eloquence.
THADIJEGB STEVENS.
The autograph of “Tho Great Commoner”
Is expressive of nervous energy.
^O—
CHARLES SUMNER.
lake many other great men, Charles Sum
ner wrote a miserable hand.
HENRY A. WISE.
His signature, an governor of Virginia,
sealed the fate of John Brown,
STEPHEN A. DOUGLAS.
The “Little Giant” could never have held
* professorship of Spencerian penmanship.
WILLIAM H. SEWARD.
Lincoln’s secretary of stato wrote a plain
but not vory characteristic hand.
SALMON P. CHASE.
If a spider had crawled into an inkstand
and started on his peregrinations he might
have made some scratches like tho Chief Jus
tice used to dignify with the title of signature.
HORATIO SEYMOUR.
Despite his 74 years ex-Governor Seymour
writes a Ann hand, which is strongly typical
of his life and character.
ALEXANDER n. STEPHENS.
The hand which pennod the above was shak
ing with disease, but not even the shadows of
the valley of death could quoueh the spirit.
ZACH CHANDLER,
Grant’s secretary of the interior, and prob
ably Michigan s greatest son.
ROBERT TOOMBS,
The fiery southerner, who refused to “ac
cept tho situation,” but whose signature
looks more like meekness than vigor.
An easy aud graceful autograph, strongly
suggestive of tho possessor of the “Hyperion
curl. ”
SAMUEL J. TILDEN.
Tlie 8 in tlie “Sago of Grey stone’s” auto
graphs might pass for almost any letter in
the alphabet, but tho signature is more easily
deciphered than the rest of his writing.
JOHN SHERMAN.
The signature of Senator fiber man has
little to distinguish it from that of au ordin
ary man of business.
GEO. K. EDMUNDS.
A plain, legible hum I, as upright and
straightforward as its possessor.
JAMES G. BLAINE.
James G. Ulaln* writes like a iuau who
| finds correspondence not an unwelcome task
'y.
T. F. BAYARD,
Secretary of State T. F. Bayard writes
with n stuli pen, and legibly.
i
L. Q. O. LAMAR.
Too well known since President Clove
land’s inauguration to need an intTodsc
turn.
THOMAS A. HEN BRICKS.
A plain, matter-of-fact, businc. - hand, veij
much like the average lawyer writes
Sleighing.
[Thomas P. Morgan.]
The moon shines bright,
And its clear mellow light,
Like a flood, falls on country and town,
And the sparkling snow gleams
Till lilce silver it seems,
Aud the stars twinkle merrily down.
Two young lovers glide
In a sleigh side by side,
Aud the man has his sheltering arm
’Round ill 1 maiden’s trim waist.
And her lips he does taste,
And he vows he will shield her from harm.
He thinks no one near,
So, into her oar,
He whispers words—you know what kind—
But he quickly grows dumb,
As he hears a “Yum I Yum I”
From a boy on his sled tied behind.
A Cold Day for Thespis.
[Frank Leslie’s.]
The roller skating craze from a theatrical
point of view.
Not a Lawyer’s Corpse.
[Newman Independent.]
Smith—“Here is something peculiar. This
paper says that a man who was buried in
North Carolina a few months ago was disin
terred last week and was found lying on his
face.”
Mrs. Smith—“How straugel I wonder who
ho was?”
Smith—“I don’t know; the paper does not
give his name. But I should judge he was a
fanner or merchant—at auy rate, he wasn’t a
lawyer.”
Mrs. Smith—“How do you know he wasn’t
a lawyer, my dear?”
Smith—“Because if ho had been a lawyer
he would have boeu found lying on one side
or the other.”
“Next!’’
[Boston Transcript, i
“I protest I” exclaimed tho now barber, as
tho gentleman from the Emerald Isle dropped
into the operating chair; “I draw the line
right here. I am willing to mix lather, but
hang tne if I’ll lather Micks.” It was feared
that tlie Hibernian gentleman would razor
row then uud there, aud whisker round a
shilialah, perhaps; but as the barber was a
strapping follow the exile from Erin hal to
bone that tho joke was a good one. Let us
soap that all quarrels may thus end before
they havo begun.
The Apartment House of the Future.
[Life.]
The Washington monument being au en
gineering success, it is expected that architect*
will follow tho stune plan in carrjdng their
buildings skyward.
Quiet Love.
[Yonkers Statesman.]
“Do you love mo still, darling?” gushed
young Mrs. Crimsonbauk to tho pnrtner of
her joys and sorrows.
“No, wife, I cannot honestly say that I do,”
was tho husband’s frank confession.
“And why not?” asked the wife, prepaj-ing
to deluge tho place with tears.
“Bocauso you are novel - still,” came from
tho hai'd-hearted wretch.
Kl Mailin'* Return for HI* Losses.
ISomerviUe Journal. 1
El Mahdi never went sleigh riding in his
i life all alone with a pretty Yankee girl in u
' narrow cut tor, und he never know wliat it U
! to escort home the village beauty by mo in-
; light from a roal old-l'ashioued Now England
candy-pull, but he’s had so much fun with the
British this winter that ho says he is almost
i ocouciled to the joys that he has lost.
Tho Coudltlon of UusIuosm.
[Puck. I
Appreciative Employer—“Mr. Wiggins, 1
have been very muoh pleased with your as
siduity and attention to business during tlie
past year, and I have determined to rewurd
your fidelity l»y making you my junior part
ner ”
Horrified Employe—“Junior partner- -me
—no, sir I Don't do it—just, reduce my salary,
aud lot it go at thatl”