Life — October 22, 1885 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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> LIFE: THE HELL GATE EXPLOSION. VIBRATORY VAGARIES. ROM a scientific point of view the blow- ing up of Flood Rock last week was as great a success as its engineers could have wished. Not only was the rock completely shattered, but many curious phenomena as to the traveling capacity of shakes were dis- | covered. $1 | Gentlemen of undoubted veracity and of so far advanced a stage of scientific culture as to be able to distinguish an earthquake from the fall of a roller skater, were stationed at various points along the road from this city to Boston, with instructions to report the exact time at which the vibrations reached them. | At New Haven the shock was felt twelve minutes before the explosion took place, a fact which is vouched for by a celebrated shakeologist,’ notwithstanding the equally positive declaration of others that a furniture van passed his house at the same moment. At Hartford it was felt at 11:25 by one scientist, and at 11:20 by another. The | phenomenon about this is that each observer is prepared to take his solemn oath that his watch was and is right. At various other points on the road equally astonishing phenomena were observed by parties interested in Comparative Shake- ology, and at Springfield a gentleman who had been afflicted with the ague for twenty- five years is prepared to affirm that the shake reached him five minutes before the adver- tised hour and has n’t left him since. F. K. Bangs. Lady, gate; It is not unusual for a sporting man to talk horse after being out all night. FEAR when you die, O my And pass through the heavenly When you put on the wings of an angel, You will never fly perfectly straight. TO MY LADY OF BOSTON. When you rise on those Heavenly pinions, And soar through that kingdom of Love, You will show a strange weakness for moving In the most select circles above. Vir. while Minister to this country in 1840-1842. He was a courtier accustomed to all the pomp and splendor of the Old World, and the newness and rudeness of this country was continually offending his fastidious taste. Webster, the God-like Daniel, was in his eyes discourte- ous, awkward and devoid of any social graces; Clay and other distinguished men were little better than boors. There was nothing good in the whole country except the North Shore of Staten Island, Philadelphia and Niagara Falls. What a strange association of malaria, stupidity and grandeur ! Droch. . . . HAT publishers assume very great risks is a well-known fact. At the same time it could never happen under any other than a Democratic Administration that the most conservative of publishing houses should put upon the mar- ket at one fell swoop so handsome and attractive an edition of the works of an obscure English country poet as Messrs. Holt & Co, have recently given us. In publishing seven volumes of the meagre plays and poems of Mr. William Shakespeare of Stratford-on-Avon in such sumptuous style, Messrs. Holt & Co. have assumed considerable risk, and when we remember that the greater | part of these plays and poems are but a rehash of hackneyed | quotations, written in a very early English—in fact almost chestnutty—style, we tremble for the future welfare of this Esteemed House. REPORTS from Long Branch state that there is “ still bath- ing in the surf.”—Rather abnormal surf that. comicbooks.com >