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the only one of the kind.
There are whitesmiths and blackmiths,
and Smiths of all degrees;
The Smiths abound in every State ; there
are Smiths across the seas;
There are tinsmiths and gunsmiths, and
Smiths in every trade :
There are Smiths of high distinction, and
Smiths of lower grade.
You'll find the name in history on nearly
every page ;
You'll find it in each hemisphere, in
every clime and age :
"Where the battles have been fiercest the
Smiths have fought and died :
In orgies and carousals they have held
their own with pride.
There was Adam Smith, who wrote a
hook still used in every college ;
There was Doctor Smith, the Presbyter,
of theologic knowledge ;
And James Smith, the younger, in spite
of nomenclature,
Was elected to the Senate of the Jersey
Legislature.
There is Mott Smith at Washington, of
Sandwich Island fame,
Who came to represent the Queen we
hesitate to name ;
But we search the wide world over,
where the English tongue is spoke,
For another Smith like the one whose
Christian name is Hoke.
SKETCHES OF FRENCH HISTORY.
THE ANCIENT GAULS.
The early history of the French,
like that of all other countries, is
unknown. The facts are so largely
mingled with fiction that it is hard
to tell bow much is real and how
much is fancy.
The best authorities, however,
assert that for many centuries before
the time of Caesar, the land had been
thinly settled by wild tribes of al
most savage people. Each tribe had
its Chief, and the lower ranks of the
population was in a condition of
Slavery. They dwelt in caves or
rude huts, and occasionally they had
villages and towns. In their man
ners they were harsh, and they
were much given to drunkenness
and the crimes that go with it.
These people were known to the
Homans as the Gauls. They had
come into France from the direction
of Germany, and had driven out and
almost exterminated the original in
habitants, just as we have driven out
the Indians.
A remnant of the orignal people
managed to escape destruction, and
still preserve their distinctive habits
and language to this day. They
dwell in the Pyrnees mountains, and
are known as the Basques.
One of the customs of this people
was this : When a Chieftain thought
it was time’ for his daughter to mar
ry, he would give a great feast and
invite all the marriageble young
men. At the end of the banquet
the girl would come into the com
pany bearing a glass of wine. Hav
ing inspected the various candidates
for her hand, she would give the
wine to him she preferred. This
settled the business, and the for
4miate man got both the wine and
woman. What the other fellows
got, we are not told; perhaps they
had to put up with “red liquor.”
Once upon a time a Gaulish Chief
tain near the sea-coast had ordered
such a feast in order to marry off
his daughter. It happened that a
vessel bearing some Greek strangers
had just come into port near by.
Being a hospitable nabob, and very
much puffed up perhaps at the idea
of getting rid of an expensive
daughter, the Chief invited the
Greeks to the banquet. They of
course accepted. After they had
partaken of an elegant repast of
roast oxen with the hide on, stewed
boars (cooked pretty much as they
Lad come to hand) and other deli
cacies of that sort, the blushing dam
sel came into the company with the
glass of wine.
The principal man among the
Greek strangers 'was a youth named
Euxenes To the utter demoraliza
tion of the Gauls, this girl walked
straight up to Euxenes and gave him
the wine. Thus had a complete
stranger come into the community
and won the heart and hand of the
Fairest lady it contained.
I have often wondered why it was
that our girls so often “kick” us
iome boys to accept a stranger
nhom nobody ever heard of and
xhose character is totally unknown.
But it seems that this puzzle is a
rery ancient one.
Euxenes turned out to be a good
flioice. He and his wife lived hap
|ily together. He settled in Gaul,
brought over many other Greeks and
funded the great city of Marseilles,
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which is the chief seaport town of
France.
The Gauls were a strong and val
ient race of men. Next to eating
and drinking, they loved to fight.
They would go to almost any dis
tance, in any kind of weather, to
stir up a quarrel with folks who
were minding their own business
and who had never bothered the
Gauls. When they could find no
foreign tribes to fight they would
pitch into one another. Peace and
quiet had no charms for these inter
esting people. War they must have
at any cost.
Sometimes they would cross the
mountains and fight the unoffending
tribes in Spain. At others they
would invade Greece, burning and
slaying as they went. Again, they
would cross over into Asia and make
their battle axes ring on the heads
of the heathen who dwelt in those
unhappy regions. Again they would
cross the frozen summits of the Alps,
swoop down on the Roman country
and almost rub it off the map. They
had so often defeated the armies of
Rome, had so often ravaged her
fields and burnt her towns, had so
ofter brought her people to the ne
cessity of hiring them to go away,
that they were a terror to all the
Romans. Whenever the news came
that the Gauls bad crossed the Alps
and were on their way to Rome,
many a Roman began to tremble and
to wish that “he were a baby, and a
girl baby at that.”
When Alexander the Great ascend
ed the throne of Macedon, his first
war was in Europe on the Danube
River. His success was so great that
his fame spread rapidly among other
nations. Some Gaulish Chieftains,
out of curiosity, decided to go and
see this brilliant warrior. Alexan
der entertained them cordially at his
camp. It pleased him to receive a
compliment of that sort and filled
him with the notion that everybody
was getting afraid of him.
After much talk on various sub
jects. the young King asked these
Chieftains what the Gauls most
feared. He probably thought he
would draw out the flattering answer
that they chiefly feared him, the said
Alexander.
But those half naked Barbarians
merely laughed in his face and told
him that the only thing the Gauls
were afraid of was “that the heavens
might fall on them some day,” and
mash them out of shape.
There brave people had no real
military discipline. Their weapons
were rude clubs, axes, swords,
spears and knives. ~ They rushed
into battle like a disorderly mob—
each man yelling his battle cry.
Only the Chiefs and the higher or
ders rode horses. Their vehicles
were huge carts with two wheels—
the entire wheel being one piece of
wood which turned round with the
axle. Oxen did the pulling. When
the Gaulish army marched, the wo
men and children went along in the
wagons. During a battle the wag
ons were massed in the rear and the
men fought in sight of their wives.
In case the day went against them,
the wagons became an object of at
tack and the women would defend
them with desperate courage. In
fact, the Gauls were a fighting crowd
from the old lady down to the baby.
Such a think as physical fear seemed
to be unknown in the family.
But they were densely ignorant
and their priests made them mental
cowards.
These priests were called Druids.
They claimed authority over Kings
and nobles and people. The laws
were made pretty much as they dic
tated. The government was admin
ministered by their dictation.
Their place of worship was the
oak grove. The oak was sacred to
them, and the Misletoe 'which grew
upon it was believed to possess al
most miraculous healing properties.
In the dimness of the vast forest
they practiced their religious cere
monies and offered up human sacri
fices to their God.
They believed in the immortality
of the soul and in one Supreme Ruler
of the universe.
Next in authority to the Druids
came the Bards. They were the
people who had made what was sup
posed to be Poetry, and furnished
what was claimed to be Music. When
it is remembered that the musica
instruments of primitive tribes con-’ 1
gist of horns and drums of all sizes
and degrees, we can readily imagine
that these Bards, fired up- with a
proper amount of bad liquor and
turned loose in a town, could raise
almost as much of a racket as one of
our Brass Bands.
No wonder that they were looked
up to with awe and admiration. The
athletic horn tooter is not to be
sneezed at anywhere. And the drum
thumper has never yet found a place
where he didn’t feel that he was as
big as any man in town.
What sort of Poetry these Bards
dug out of their heads I have never
been able to discover. The -world
has lost it. Perhaps that’s one reason
why things are so much out of joint
at this identical moment. But what
ever it was, the people were very
fond of it and had great respect for
the men who could manage to get
the rhymes up to the sticking point.
At a later period, when the Mis
sionaries were trying to convert the
Gauls to Christianity, they could
make no progress till they put the
Scriptures into Poetry. When this
was done the people at once began to
embrace the new Faith.
What little knowledge there was
in Gaul the Druids and the Bards
monopolized for themselves. In
this way they kept the people ig
norant, and therefore superstitious.
The minds of men can always be
shackled when they are not given the
right to learn and to think. The
Druids and the Bards were a selfish,
exclusive class, determined to main
tain their power and their privileges.
Therefore they denied to the Masses
the right to knowledge and thought.
You will notice, therefore, that
Gaul was divided into many clans
each having its chief. There was no
King over all the Tribes.
These chiefs frequently made war
upon each other, and often united to
attack other countries. Below the
chiefs came the gentry. These were
the men who rode horses. No horse,
no gentleman.
The chiefs and the Riders (as the
gentry was called) made up the priv
ileged class. They had no work to
do except to eat and drink and fight.
They were lazy, insolent, brave and
and brutal. Below them came the
common people, who were mostly
serfs or slaves, and who did all the
manual labor. It was their pleasant
duty to support the chiefs and no
bles on the best fruits of their toil, and
to feed themselves on such scraps as
were left.
Above the people and above the
chiefs and the Riders towered the
Druids and the Bards, exercising
over the minds of all, both high and
low, a despotic tyranny based on ig
norance and cemented with the blood
of human sacrifice.
T. E. W.
THE CHICAGO BOODLERS HALTED.
Last summer $2,500,000 of the
people’s taxes were given away by
Congress to a private Corporation
which is running the Fair at Chicago.
A more unjust piece of legislation
was never enacted. To make it less
objectionable to the Masses, how
ever, a proviso was attached requir
ing this Money-making enterprise
with all its motley mixture of Bar
rooms, Restaurants, Gambling Dens,
etc., should be closed on Sunday.
’ The Corporation, having got their
money, now proposes to set aside the
Condition upon which they got it.
Under these circumstances Mr.
Watson has felt justified in pulling
the check-rein on this insolent and
greedy gang.
Some time ago they tried to sneak
through a $20,000 addition to their
appropriation, in the confusion of the
early morning, under the “unanimous
consent” rule.
Mr. Watson knocked it out.
Then they got the female part of
the outfit to come forward and ask
that a very large portion of the Gov
ernment property in the Smithsonian
Institution be sent out to Chicago, at
the expense of the taxpayers, to be
used several years for the private
gain of the Corporation.
Mr. Watson knocked MJs out,
also.
Thereby he raised a howl. Let
’em howl!
If these ladies really wish to earn
the admiring gratitude of the coun
try, they will advise the Corporation
to comply, honestly and promptly,
with the law of the land, in closing
up their show on Sunday.
Let them urge the recipients of
public bounty to comply with the
Condition on which that bounty was
bestowed.
When this is done, they will be
able to Obtain “unanimous consent”
for any reasonable request they have
to make.
Until this is done there will be no
further “unanimous consent” for
further favors to a Corporation
which is so disregardful of contract
and so contemptuous of the law.
Below will be found a clipping
from a Chicago paper and a letter
from a Chicago lady. It seems that
even in Chicago itself there is a wide
spread disgust with the methods em
ployed by the Boodlers.
Yes, indeed! Let’em howl! The
Boodlers may kick, but the tax
payers will approve.
THAT PESKY WATSON,
THE GEORGIA CONGRESSMAN DEFEATS
LEGISLATION IN FAVOR OF THE FAIR.
Washington, D. C., Feb. 18.—[Special
Telegram-]—Watson, of Georgia, the
Populist, is a brave man. The members
of the Board of Lady Managers of the
World’s Fair will probably characterize
him by a different term. To-day in the
House of Representatives, Mr. Watson
arrayed the women at large against him.
A Senate resolution was pending permit
ting the Smithsonian Institution to send
to the World’s Fair articles exhibiting
the progress of women, and unanimous
consent was asked to pass it. In all the
assemblage of Congress there was not
one man who had the temerity to oppose
it until Mr. Watson dashed into the arena
and called, “I object.” The House held
its breath at this rash act of one who
would dare throw himself deliberately
in front of the train of woman’s progress.
Then men gathered around and besought
him to withdraw his objection, and not
to ride a Rosinante against the vesti
buled limited. But Mr. Watson re
mained firm, insisting that nothing
should be passed unless the fair is closed
on Sunday, and the Senate resolution
took its place at the foot of the calendar.
Mr. Watson is said to believe that the
directors intend to open the fair on Sun
day whatever the law may be.
Chicago, 111., Feb. 21, 1893.
Mr. Watson, M. C., Capitol, Washington:
Dear Sir —Having read the enclosed
item, I wish to express to you my sin
cere thanks for the firm stand you have
taken in this matter. lam glad to know
that there is at least one man in Wash
ington who has the courage and man
hood to stand up for the right and give
his influence to maintain God’s laws,
even at the risk of offending the board
of lady managers. I am a woman, and
a strong advocate of Woman’s rights,
but I always try to govern my views
and actions in accvtdar.ee with God’s
commands. With I have seen
that some of the lafly managers have
failed to give their influence in favor of
Sunday closing. Th* woman who ad
vocates keeping the World’s Fair open
on Sun flay is unfit to be on the board of
lady managers no fair
than ignore the law- of God and man,
as some of the World’s Fair commis
sioners advocate. It ij said that the fair
should be kept open On Sunday to ac
commodate the Foreigners do
not expect to find Tfair open on Sun
day. They regard us a Christian nation,
and would be surprised to come here and
find that we had forgotten the sanctity
of our American Sunday, and could lie
down and take up our religion to suit
any visitor. For what have Christian
men and women labored the past four
hundred years but to make better and
Christianize the world ? And now comes
these World’s Fair commissioners and
tell us that we are to ignore the laws of
God and Chrristianity because our rever
ence of God and His commandments
might give offense to some irreligious
foreigner 1 Oh, shame, shame upon
such principles ! Would not every right
minded foreign man and woman despise
us for our cowardice? I trust every
member of our United States Congress
will bravely and fearlessly vote that the
World's Fair shall not be opened on
Sunday. I have watched this Sunday
question from the beginning and prayed
earnestly that God’s cause might win. I
cannot sufficiently express my gratitude
to you for the aid you have given this
Sunday closing. Stand firm, and let me
say in all earnestness, I thank you.
Respectfully, S. Bateman.
ACTIVE GIRLS ON FLYING RINGS.
What a Male Reporter Saw at a Young
Woman’s Athletic Exhibition.
The most fashionable of coachmen
drew rein before the doors of the Berke
ley Ladies’ Athletic club in West Forty
fourth street near Fifth avenue at 3
o’clock Thursday afternoon, and the
most fashionable of ladfes thronged
through the broad portals and up the
broad stairs to the gymnasium.
Its fourth annual open exhibition was
being given by the club. Six hundred
invitations were sent out, and 560 ladies
responded to the call, but there was no
call for males.
The exercises held in the gym
nasium regularly used by the Berkeley
Athletic club (masculine), and the stew
ard, knowing naught of the arrange
ments made by the sister organization,
readily admitted me and told me the
gymnasium was two flights up.
When I entered, I saw dimly a wilder
ness of bonnets and a substantial vision
in blue just executing a most energetic
maneuver on a flying trapeze.
Around a cleared space in. the center
of a neatly waxed floor ladies were seat
ed, three or four rows deep.
I had enjoyed the entertainment about
seven seconds when I heard a cry:
“Oh, there's a man! What’s he doing
here?”
Half a dozen ladies rose from their
seats in consternation. A lady of mid
dle age came to the place where I stood,
near the entrance, and exclaimed in ex
cited tones:
“How did you get here, sir? You
can't stay here. You must go right
out.”
“But I am from The”
“I where yqu’re frpin. You
mustn’t stay. Kot even the fathers of
these young ladies are permitted to come
in.”
The card of invitation which I carried
availed nothing, and as I was making
the best of a most ungraceful exit I heard
echoing behind me ripples of feminine
laughter, and exclamations of amaze
ment at my audacity, and the strains of
orchestra music, and the clapping of
hands in measure.
I caught a parting glimpse of other
visions on trapezes and horizontal bars
and parallels, and of little girls ranged
in open rank keeping time to the music
with calisthenic movements.
That was the way I attended in a pro
fessional capacity the fourth annual open
exhibition of the Berkeley Ladies’ Ath
letic club.
After the 560 ladies had seen all the
marching and calisthenics and dumbbell
work, and the work at the weights and
swingings and twistings and gyrations
on horizontal bars, parallel bars, tra
pezes and flying rings; after the visitors
had been taken into the club’s house next
door and had been conducted through
the different departments, Dr. Mary Tay
lor Bissell, the director of gymnastics,
told me of the afternoon’s entertainment
and of the club’s condition.
“We have about 300 members alto
gether,” she said, “but only 82 took part
in today’s entertainment. It was not, 1
think, the most successful of the yearly
exhibitions we have given. Still it was
very satisfactory.
“The theory we have followed is that
of light exercise and plenty of it, so the
heavyweight events were not partici
pated in so largely as the others. They
are not so popular, I believe, in men’s
gymnasiums either.
“The first event upon the programme
today was the marching. The drill,
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which includes many movements frofi
the military tactics, concludes by th<
formation of a double circle, the chil
dren forming the inner one. They carrj
light dumbbells and accompany th<
march with bell movements.
“There were dumbbell exercises bj
the entire class, the children under 11
using rings instead of the bells. The
older children were given each a sidgle
dumbbell for the dumbbell work. The
bells used by the adults weigh a pound.
The youngsters have only half a pound
to carry.
“Then came the performance on the
horizontal bars, flying rings and all the
heavyweight work, which was attended
by music and calisthenic exercises by
the children’s class. •
“We do have jumping sometimes, but
there was none today. The exhibition
altogether was highly successful.”—New
York Herald.
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An elevator is being constructed in the
house of commons in order that lady vis
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convenience of having to ascend the eight
flights of steps which lead to the ladies’
gallery. This improvement, of which
the need was pointed out years and years
ago, will be found a great boon by elderly
ladies, who have always found the stairs
very trying.—London Letter.
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Ninety-five per cent of the women of
Wyoming availed themselves of the priv
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some of them had to ride 70 miles going
to and returning from the polls. This
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tion whether, if women generally had the
right, they would take interest enough
in politics to vote.—Boston Globe.
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