anaheim-gazette 1876-10-21

Detroit Currency. The last New York bankrupt had twenty-two servants in his house. His creditors didn't wonder. Boss Twedd is not of those who believe "There's no place like home." He'd rather be anywhere else. Why can we not dance as we used to—say ten years ago? [St., Louis Globe. Stifter in your joints, probably. Samuel Bowles carries home a codfish from the grocery with more grace and ease than any other man in Massachusetts. No four-gallon jug will fit into another four-gallon jug, but hardware men expect two joints of six-inch stove-pipe to fit each other. Detroit street-car conductors collect fare of all persons who have been to the Centennial just the same as from those who can't afford to go. Cleveland dry goods men see better times ahead. There are thirty-five yards in the last fashionable dress, and everything looks bright and cheerful. John Paul Jones, of Rhode Island, broke his arm for the seventh time the other day. The lady who "takes his arm" should take it up tenderly. Along next winter when the wood gives out and the potatoes run low, it won't help a family a bit to remember that they went to the Centennial. Gen. Sherman says that the Indians must be crushed at one blow. Well, General, you have been talking all summer, and now where is the "crusher?" This is the time to lay in $20 worth of feed for that pig which the family got last spring to eat up the crumbs and yield 150 pounds of pork without cost. One million Americans are carrying loaded canes to hit vicious dogs with, and yet no one ever hears of a dog being injured. Either the canes or the dogs are a failure. There are eighteen different styles of combing ladies' hair, but yet all the fashionable females in the country are holding their breath to see what the nineteenth is going to be. Yes, there should be a reform in the matter of spelling. The editor who fixes up the communications sent in by lawyers, doctors, merchants and others, sees the need of reform. A Curious Sect and Curious Customs. "Dunker," says a correspondent of the Cincinnati Commercal, from the German verb dunken, to dip or duck, a word used in familiar, conversational German. The German Baptists immerse their converts in a manner wholly peculiar. They take the convert down to the water's edge, always to a river or running stream, none of your new-fangled warm church cisterns, and have him kneel down in the water. Then the preacher takes him by the back of the neck and dips him under the water, face foremost, three times, once in the name of the Father, once in the name of the Son, and once in the name of the Holy Ghost, thus giving him a triple or triune baptism. Hence the nickname Dunker or Ducker. The men of the church part their hair in the middle, wear both hair and beard quite long, and look like pictures of the old Bible patriarchs. They wear long hair and beard because the patriarchs and apostles did, and are forbidden to crop their hair short or to shave their beard off. The religious ceremonies which particularly distinguish this from other Christian churches are kissing, feet-washing and soup-eating. In various places in the New Testament the "holy kiss" and the "kiss of charity" are mentioned; therefore, when these brethren and sisters meet at church they shake hands and kiss. When a brother comes into church he shakes hands with and kisses all the brethren, a sister ditto the sisters. I confess it nearly upset my dignity to see these gray-bearded old fellows come in and kiss one another, with a sounding smack, all around. I dare say one could get used to it though. The brethren kiss the brethren and the sisters kiss the sisters. But they never kiss across. In the matter of greeting colored brethren with the holy kiss, the church rules say that inasmuch as some white members have a weakness against kissing colored folks, it is "considered advisable" that the colored brethren put up with that weakness for the present, and excuse the holy kiss until such time as the white brethren become stronger in the faith. The German Baptists take their children to church, babies and all, in ancient pioneer fashion. There were people in the little meeting-house from seventy years to six months old. The old Dunker women have the peaceablest, prettiest coat. The Rich Merger It was night, and then nearly deserted, the more was snowing fast. A however, might have been in a thick overcoat, urging on the tempest, by the light lamps. Suddenly, as herous tenement, the figure of up before him. "It is too much trouble himself," and this wind in Besides, these beggars are I'll warrant this girl wants spend in some gin-shop." harahly, he said, "I have no If you are really destitute, will take care of you!" The girl shrank back w and drew her tattered gar her shivering form. But she on her cheek in the light of The man passed on, and next corner, soon knocked a splendid mansion, th richly-curtained windows streamed out across the st vant obsequiously gave him the sound of his footstep door was opened, and a apparently about seventeen his arm,kissed him on hi then began to assist in rem coat. “What kept you so long she said; “If I had kno were, I would have sent You never stay so late at t No, my love; I was a busy—very busy—and all he kindly patted her check Maggy, can't you give me The daughter rang th dered the supper to be se just such a one as an epic light in—just the supper on a night like that." “Pa,” said the daughter One million Americans are carrying loaded canes to hit vicious dogs with, and yet no one ever hears of a dog being injured. Either the canes or the dogs are a failure. There are eighteen different styles of combing ladies' hair, but yet all the fashionable females in the country are holding their breath to see what the nineteenth is going to be. Yes, there should be a reform in the matter of spelling. The editor who fixes up the communications sent in by lawyers, doctors, merchants and others, sees the need of reform. It is believed that if Vanderbilt had to pay the writers for all Frank Leslie has stolen for his publications, Vanderbilt's heirs wouldn't get over seventy-five cents.—St. Louis Republican. Dio Lewis has taken a change. He now thinks that invalid persons should wheel a barrow loaded with bricks up a steep hill at sunrise, and then sit down to a breakfast of fried chicken and other good things. The Louisville Courier-Journal says: "With a forum and an independent newspaper Cincinnati could hardly be distinguished from Rome." So? It had always occurred to us she was more like a city in grease. Dutch Beauties. Having, as a general thing, dark hair and eyes, Dutch ladies are rather Spanish looking. The Dutch lady's face is a grave and thoughtful one. There is much quiet dignity in it. It indicates great capacity of motion, but it is not easily moved. Neither does she speak too readily, but with a certain calm deliberation, which gives a quietness to her society unlike that of ladies in general. Their humbler sisters are really remarkable for their general prettiness. They are usually very fair, although the braid of hair on the white forehead, of which so little is seen, owing to the stiff border of the snowy cap, is of soft dark brown. This cap, with a clean print jacket, and buy-a-broom black skirt, short and full, forms the costume of the servant, a neat and pretty race, and a sturdy one, too, as any one may perceive who will walk through a Dutch town early on a Saturday morning, and see how a Dutch maiden can propel the upward stream from her waterspout to the topmost windows of the lofty houses, looking like a naiad, with her fair oval face and white rounded arms. The young fishwomen of Scheveningen are very pretty, too, as they come to sell their fish in their coarse straw hats and wooden shoes, and with no harsh discordant cries. Prettier still on a gala day, as they saunter through the Scheveningen wood, on their way to the Hague, in full dress, their hair nearly all hid, a curious gold or silver casing surrounding their heads under their lace caps, terminating over the ears in dangling ornaments. They do not look so pretty, however, when they drive home from the Hague in their equipages, drawn by three fine dogs, among their baskets. Prettiest of all are the Boerins who come in from the provinces porched up on their high red carts, with the deep curtains of their beautiful lace caps falling around their fair throats; further adorned In the matter of greeting colored brethren with the holy kiss, the church rules say that inasmuch as some white members have a weakness against kissing colored folks, it is "considered advisable" that the colored brethren put up with that weakness for the present, and excuse the holy kiss until such time as the white brethren become stronger in the faith. The German Baptists take their children to church, babies and all, in ancient pioneer fashion. There were people in the little meeting-house from seventy years to six months old. The old Dunker women have the peaceablest, prettiest faces I ever saw on any old lady. The faces of the youngest are all so fair and sweet looking. There sat a venerable grandmother with snowy hair and calm, fair face. Beside her a beautiful young mother with her baby, the cunningest little bright-eyed Dunker baby, a perfect picture of the Madonna and child. And, if you'll believe me, even that Dunker baby wore on its face the Dunker look of ineffable calm and peace, too. You won't be surprised that the Dunker sisters' sweet faces look fair and unwrinkled and sweet tempered, when I tell you how they dress. Their dress-up church costume is a plain-cut calico dress and cape, and a gray calico sun bonnet. The mea's dress is of the very plainest cut, too. Only think of it, friends. Suppose we could one and all suddenly cut away everything cumbrous and uncomfortable from our dress and from our lives, and have no more overskirts, bustles, ruffles, tight boots, tight dresses, tight coats, tight heads or corn doctors; no pearl powder, false hair, false smiles or false hearts, no worry and heartache and scheming to dress as well as this woman or that one, and no wicked envy or spite in our hearts because we can't do it; sudelyly to throw all this rubbish aside forever, and be simply natural and comfortable. The very thought of it makes a woman's heart ache to fly away and be a Dunker sister, too. It must be something in the peaceful, simple lives of these women which makes them so pleasant to look at. It appears to me I never saw so many silk dresses together in my life as I saw in a Cincinnati congregation last Sunday, and yet, among all these elegant ladies, I failed to see one face as serene and fair and pure as the faces of many of the Dunker sisters that Sunday in the rude little church. It must be there is some hidden spell, too, in a straight light calico dress and gray sun bonnet, for the young Dunker girls who mostly wore the world's dress, looked coarse and commonplace beside their mothers in the Dunker costume. Bottled Bumble-Bees. No man can tell when a boy of nine or ten years is going to break out in a new spot. A Cass farm lad, who has been noted for his quiet demeanor and steady ways, all at once took a notion to hunt bumble-bees. He armed himself with a wide-mouthed bottle and tramped over lots and fields and entrapped many a luckless stinger. After securing them he had no further pleasure except to see them crawl up and down the sides of the bottle and whack their stingers into each other. But they never kiss across. In the matter of greeting colored brethren with the holy kiss, the church rules say that inasmuch as some white members have a weakness against kissing colored folks, it is "considered advisable" that the colored brethren put up with that weakness for the present, and excuse the holy kiss until such time as the white brethren become stronger in the faith. The German Baptists take their children to church, babies and all, in ancient pioneer fashion. There were people in the little meeting-house from seventy years to six months old. The old Dunker women have the peaceablest, prettiest faces I ever saw on any old lady. The faces of the youngest are all so fair and sweet looking. There sat a venerable grandmother with snowy hair and calm, fair face. Beside her a beautiful young mother with her baby, the cunningest little bright-eyed Dunker baby, a perfect picture of the Madonna and child. And, if you'll believe me, even that Dunker baby wore on its face the Dunker look of ineffable calm and peace, too. You won't be surprised that the Dunker sisters' sweet faces look fair and unwrinkled and sweet tempered, when I tell you how they dress. Their dress-up church costume is a plain-cut calico dress and cape, and a gray calico sun bonnet. The mea's dress is of the very plainest cut, too. Only think of it, friends. Suppose we could one and all suddenly cut away everything cumbrous and uncomfortable from our dress and from our lives,and have no more overskirts,bustles,ruffles,tight boots,tight dresses,tight coats,tight heads or corn doctors;no pearl powder,false hair,false smiles or false hearts,no worry和heartacheand scheming to dress as well as this woman or that one,and no wicked envy or spite in our hearts because we can't do it;sudelyly to throw all this rubbish aside forever,and be simply natural and comfortable.The very thought of it makes a woman's heart ache to fly away and be a Dunker sister,theo A crowd round the open cellar do tenement.The merchant quire what was the matter"A woman,sir,has been below there,"said one of "she starved to death,它is have sent for the coroner.has just come back,after night;I believe she was be her moaning." "Ah!" said the merchant went through his heart like for he remembered having petitioneredthe night before throughthe crowd,andocellular steps.A girl cow emaciated corpse that lay straw in one corner ofthement。它wasthe same girl would prove.Themerchanstruck. "My poor child,"he crili hand on her shoulder,"you for;God forgive me forlast night.Here,take thisa bill into her hand. The girl looked up ancantly at him;then she proffered money. "It will do no good no"mother is dead."And s A TRUE HOME.—Gov. Briggs, of Massachusetts, used to tell a charming story of a visit to John Leland, the eccentric Baptist minister long settled in Northwestern Massachusetts. He was a famous preacher, full of wit, which he used freely in his sermons. He also had the power of true pathos and eloquence, which he often spoiled by odd thoughts and illustrations. But he had a kind heart, was genial in social life, and strong and true in attachment to friends. Gov. Briggs visited him when he was eighty-five years of age, and his wife eighty-three. They lived alone, in a small but very comfortable house, about a mile from the village of Cheshire. Their ten children were all living, but had all gone from home. Gov. Briggs says: "To me it was an afternoon of rare interest, enjoyment and instruction. When the tea-hour approached, the good mother went about getting tea, in the style and manner of her time. She kneaded and baked her nice short-cake, and cooked her steak, in the same room where we sat. When supper was on the table, nothing about her person indicated that she had been cook, and nothing in the room showed that the simple and tasteful repast had been prepared there. In the fullness of my heart, I said to Mr. Leland: "Sir, I never sat down with more pleasure to a table than I do to this." With patriarchal dignity and simplicity, he instantly replied: "You never sat down to a table where you were more welcome." It is possible to carry wife-beating too far. A man by the name of Arl Mack, of Versailles, Kentucky, had whipped his wife so often for the past few years that the last time he attempted it the poor woman in a fit of desperation seized the club he beat her with and struck him, killing him instantly. Bottled Bumble-Bees. No man can tell when a boy of nine or ten years is going to break out in a new spot. A Cass farm lad, who has been noted for his quiet demeanor and steady ways, all at once took a notion to hunt bumble-bees. He armed himself with a wide-mouthed bottle and tramped over lots and fields and entrapped many a luckless stinger. After securing them he had no further pleasure except to see them crawl up and down the sides of the bottle and whack their stingers into each other. He was out early yesterday morning, gathering in the bees while they were numbed, and when he entered the house for breakfast he had about thirty great overgrown, wicked-looking bumble-bees. They were packed into the bottle heads and tails and other ways, and the father, catching sight of them, spoke up: "See here, boy, I don't want any more of this fooling around after bees. After breakfast you have that bottle out doors, and don't bring another bee around this house." The boy placed the bottle behind the dining room stove. There was a gentle fire, and the bottle had no cork. The family had got through with the first cup of coffee, when they heard something going: "Jing—ring—ding—ong—long—rong-g-g!" The fire warmed the bees and they left the bottle to warm the family up. It was a business affair, and the bees went in to do their best. The boy slid out at the first alarm, but the old folks flourished their napkins until sliding out would have done no good. The old gent got a sting on his left ear and another on his head at the same second, while the old lady was punctured in the shoulder and yelled "Murder!" with all her might. "Maul—maul em!" shouted the old gent, waving the butter dish around and getting another needle into his neck. "Police! Police!" squealed the old lady, diving under the table as a big bee settled on the lobe of her ear. It was a very even fight for a while, but then the man got down cellar and the woman flew for a bed-room, the one's deep bass voice shouting: "Gimme the camphor, Behy!" and the other squeaking out: "If you love me go for a doctor!" No one knows what became of the boy. He is reported as missing. Seated under the swaying head of some stunted thorn-tree on the commons, he looks longingly toward home, but he realizes that his reception will be red-hot—Detroit Press. A TREATISE ON "Hossen bridge youth old Ryder's Boston Courier," is the author lowing interesting effusion useful ter draw hacks an mike-hearses an a great many things. They eat hay an oan don't eat up linen dust mats like a marsh goat d will kick awful with his hzie Sours tried ter hitch a clu a nold car hoses; huff once hooss kicked him; soz his foll a funeral for him. It's fur hooses back. Ingins is the world. They skim over shoot buffalers and peace o I wish I was a Ningun school-teacher awful quick hooss gits scart he'll somethan miles an smash th everything. A hoses tail i thing in the world ter keep him. Their tails is also his fiddle-bows out ov. Whie sick soz he can't do no more sent to Ward's bone factor inter toilet soap an ivory ap Mean nother feller throwe pepper inter old Allen's hos day, while he stood in front market. He snorted an run some fish out of the wagon ter Fort Washington. I'd boss. AMERICA drinks ten times pagne than France. The Rich Merchant. It was night, and the streets were nearly deserted, the more especially as it was snowing fast. A single traveler, however, might have been seen, wrapped in a thick overcoat, urging his way against the tempest, by the light of the dim lamps. Suddenly, as he passed a rhinous tenement, the figure of a girl started up before him. "Please, sir," said she, "if it's only a penny; mother is sick, and we have had nothing to eat to-day." The first impulse of the moment was to go on, the second to stop. He looked at the girl. Her face was thin and pale, and her garments scanty. He was a man of good impulses, so he put his hand towards his pocket, intending to give her a shilling. But the traveller forgot that his overcoat buttoned tight over his pocket. "It is too much trouble," he said to himself, "and this wind is very cutting. Besides, these beggars are usually cheats. I'll warrant this girl wants the money to spend in some gin shop." And speaking harshly, he said, "I have nothing for you. If you are really destitute, the guardians will take care of you!" The girl shrank back without a word, and drew her tattered garments around her shivering form. But a tear giltened on her cheek in the light of the dim lamp. The man passed on, and turning the next corner, soon knocked at the door of a splendid mansion, through whose richly-curtained windows a rosy light streamed out across the storm. A servant obsequiously gave him entrance. At the sound of his footsteps the parlor door was opened, and a beautiful girl, apparently about seventeen, sprang into his arm, kissed him on his cheek, and then began to assist in removing his overcoat. "What kept you so long, dear papa?" she said; "if I had known where you were, I would have sent the carriage. You never stay so late at the office." "No, my love; I was at my lawyer's busy—very busy—and all for you;" and he kindly patted her cheek. "But now, Maggy, can't you give me some supper?" The daughter rang the bell, and ordered the supper to be served. It was just such a one as an epicure would delight in—just the supper for a traveller on a night like that. "Pa," said the daughter, when it was What kept you so long, dear papa?” she said; “if I had known where you were, I would have sent the carriage. You never stay so late at the office.” “No, my love; I was at my lawyer’s busy—very busy—and all for you,” and he kindly patted her cheek. “But now, Maggy, can’t you give me some supper?” The daughter rang the bell, and ordered the supper to be served. It was just such a one as an epicure would delight in—just the supper for a traveller on a night like that. “Pa,” said the daughter, when it was finished, “I hope you are in good humor, for I have a favor to ask of you,” and she threw her arms around his neck, and looked up in his face with that winning smile and those beautiful dark eyes of hers. “I wish to give a ball on my eighteenth birthday. It will cost, oh! a sight of money; but you are kind, good papa, and I know you have been successful, or you would not have been at your lawyer’s.” “Yes, my darling,” he said, fondly kissing her; “the cotton speculation has turned out well. I sold all I had of the article this afternoon, received the money, and took it to my lawyer’s, telling him to invest it in real estate. I think I shall give up the business.” “Oh, do, papa. But you will give me this ball, won’t you?” “You little tease,” said her father; but he spoke smiling; and putting his hand into his pocket, he took out a note of five hundred dollars, and placed it in his child’s hand. “Take this; if it is not enough you must have another, I suppose. But don’t trouble me about it any more.” The next morning broke clear; but the snow was a foot deep, and lay here and there in large drifts, blocking up the doorways. At ten o’clock the rich merchant was on his way to his counting room. He had turned down the same street by which he had come the preceding evening. A crowd had gathered round the open cellar door of a ruined tenement. The merchant paused to inquire what was the matter. “A woman, sir, has been found dead below there,” said one of the spectators; “she starved to death, it is said, and they have sent for the coroner. Her daughter has just come back after being out all night; I believe she was begging. That’s her moaning.” “Ah!” said the merchant, and a pang went through his heart like an ice-bolt, for he remembered having denied the petitioner the night before. He pushed through the crowd, and descended the cellar steps. A girl cowered over an emaciated corpse that lay on a heap of straw in one corner of the damp apartment. It was the same girl he feared it would prove. The merchant was horror-struck. “My poor child,” he cried, laying his hand on her shoulder, “you must be cared for; God forgive me for denying you last night. 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A boss will kick awful with his hind feet. Balzie Sours tried ter hitch a close line round a nold car hosseh huff once an the old boss kicked him, soz his folks had to have a funeral for him. It's fun ter ride on a hosses back. Ingins is the best riders in the world. They skim over perraries an shoot buffalers and peace commissionera. I wish I was a Ningun. I'd scalp my school-teacher awful quick. When a boss gits scart he'll sometimes run a thousand miles an smash thunder out of everything. A hosses tail is the usefulness thing in the world ter keep flies off ov him. Their tails is also handy to make fiddle-hows out ov. When a boss gets sick soz he can't do no more work he is sent to Ward's bone factory an made inter toilet soap an ivory an lot of things. Mean nother feller throwed a lot of red pepper inter old Allen's hosses nose one day, while he stood in front of the fish market. He mortped an run an thrown some fish out of the wagon, clear down ter Fort Washington. 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