The sunny South. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1875-1907, April 20, 1878, Image 4

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JOHN H. SEALS. - Editor and Proprietor. W. B. SEALS, - Proprietor and Cor. Editor. MRS. MARY E. BRYAN (*) Associate Editor. ATLANTA, GEORGIA, APRIL 20, 1878. Burton Bros., of Opelika, ;Ala., are Agents for Tee Sunny South. A list of the delegates to the International Sunday School Convention will be published in our next issue. Tlie Old Tabby House.—We do not know what to say to our readers in explanation of the non-appearance of this story for two weeks. We have had no word of explanation from the distinguished author at Washington, but fear he is overwhelmed with official duties. Woman’s Patriotism.—In this country, wom en so seldom exert any avowed influence upon the political transactions, that we are not in the habit of thinking of them in connec tion with public sentiment When our journals speak of the opinions and wishes of the people, it is generally understood to be the pant-wearing portion of the population to which reference is made. The fact is certainly not duly apprecia ted that women may be affected by political oc currences, and therefore have an interest in the management of public affairs. Nor can all of the sex find a full outlet for their energies in mak ing bread and trimming bonnets. While most women do make slaves of themselves for the sake either of being model housekeepers, or of being leaders in society, there are some who think of other things than these. There are those, who are not to be classed with vile intriguers, or strong-minded females, who seek to exert and do exert a powerful, and in most instances a salu tary influence upon politics. Despite the Salic Law, woman will rule the camp and court as fully as she does the grove, so long as she is pos sessed of tact, wit and beauty. It is well that it is so; for woman’s love of country is purer than that of man. In her devo tion to a cause there is less of selfishness—less looking after the main chance. She gives her self to it entirely, allowing no greed of gain, or distinction to interfere with her consecration. When men embark in a revolution there is al most invariably something of business mingled with their motives. One is impelled by disap pointed ambition, and another by ambition for power; wealth, or glory which he trusts will not be disappointed. Often close beside the noblest are seen in dark relief the worst principles of his nature. Woman sympathizes with and shares iue cause wmuu uoi uuoumhv*, , -- er has espoused she believes in with her whole heart. Let others have what opinion they may of the justice or injustice of the quarrel, it is holy to her. When she assists with trembling fingers in buckling on the warrior’s grim ar mor, she believes she is preparing him to battle for the right, and this enables her to repress the starting tear and to hide the heaviness of her heart behind a smile. Hampden, Jefferson and Mirabeau uttered brave words that enthused continents and changed the destinies of nations bat neither they, nor their illustrious compeers in council and action ever displayed a patriot ism surpassing the high-souled devotion of wo man. History will confirm all that we have said. Many generations have admired the Spartan Matron who bade her sons return with their shields or on them. From heroic mothers the sons of Rome received that firmness of temper which gave them the mastery over all the other nations. But we need not go back to those dim records. In our own land and in our age, we have witnessed most signal displays of woman’ g patriotism. In our war of secession, our women gave up unmurmuringly all they held dear, and still kept heart when statesmen and warri or* despaired. In war woman is called on to exercise the bravery of patience, a virtue of a far higher type than bravery in action. But while we joy in the fortitude with which she sustains this fearful ordeal, it is not amid such scenes that we best love to contemplate her. We far prefer to trace her influence in the private walks of life—in the books she writes, in the sentiments she utters, and the studious desires she ever evinces to make home a place of happiness. As a patriot she figures best and does most as a fire side teacher, instilling with graceful tact into the minds of her offspring those principles which shall make men firm in counsel and bold in ac tion. Petty Animosities.—It has been pronounced by critics a defect in the earliest and grandest of epic poems that it has a theme no more dig nified than a wrangle between two chieftains for the possession of a female slave. While the great bard has sought to ennoble the wrath by por traying the evils which it brought upon the Grecian host, it must after all be pronounoed petty. But while perhaps less dignified than it might be, this deficiency is fully atoned for by its trueness to nature. Petty animosities had much to do with directing the movements of ar mies and the councils of nations in the days of Homer, and so do they now. The inward his tory of the greatest political revolutions would reveal the fact that the spitefulness of some fe male intriguer, or the jealousy of some disap pointed aspirant are the hinges upon which mo mentous events move. We are told that the greatest captain of modern times was stopped in his career of victory, the tottering throne of Louis the Fourteenth saved from utter over throw, an efficient ministry turned out of office in disgrace and the whole political force of Eu rope changed because a little water had been thrown on Mrs. Mashan’s gown. Nor are we disposed to reject the statement as a bold flight of imagination when told that our own war of Secession and the painful consequences which have flowed from it were hurried on by the resentment of Peggy O'Neal at being denied admission to Mrs. Calhoun's drawing-rooms. Certain we are that causes as seemingly insig nificant have been among the leading influences in bringing about the greatest events. But we design to speak not so much of the conseauences of petty animosities, as of their frequency, and harassing nature. They exist in almost every community, and constitute one of the greatest hinderancesto social enjoyments. It is very difficult to get men cordially united to any scheme for their own progress and improv- ment. One holds off because he cherishes dis like for another who is hearty in the movement, or perhaps many refuse co-operation because each one cannot be leader. Many of the best laid plans for ameliorating the condition of so ciety have thus come to nought because of little prejudices which those who cherish them would be ashamed to avow. Organizations designed to promote the moral culture and intellectual advancement of their numbers have fallen to pieces because they could not agree. Even the church, the most sacred and beneficent of all organizations, has suffered largely from this cause. Many a body of professed Christians fails of extending any wholesome influence upon the world around them, because of the uncon fessed spites and jealousies which they enter tain against each other. There are not a few men, who however unlike Achilles in strength and heroism, resemble him in the one particu lar of being willing to see their cause fail rather than that one they hate should be aggrandized What Substitute Z—Almost since its first introduction into the world men have been writing against Christianity; but who has ever suggested a creed more potent to curb the bad passions of men and in fuse peace and good will on the earth? The demand to do this must stop the mouth of the loudest infidel. If all the religion be but a de lusion—if Christianity be but a myth and a fa ble, it must still be admitted that it has done good, and if we now set it aside, what shall we take in its place, Some influence we must have to restrain the corrupt tendencies of human na ture. When Tyndall, Huxley and their disci ples shall have reasoned God too far away to be perceptible with their spontaneous generation and evolution, they will have a harder task to perform in showing how this last product of protoplasm with all its powers to feel, think and act, in passion so like a demon, in intellect so like a God shall be induced to refrain from evil, and learn to live in accordance with its higher instincts. * Sunday morning dancing is getting quite fash ionable. In Williamsburg last Saturday night, the proprietor of Francois Hall, where there was a dance, greatly insulted the crowd of young roughs by turning off the gas at midnight. They tore up the pavement, and riddled the building i with stones. Not a pane of glass was left and Hhe furniture was all broken. tssures us no man can govern, has much to do with producing and keeping alive these petty animosities. The slanderous tongue is in fact the greatest blister of humanity. The wounds which it can inflict upon the spirit are more severe and more lasting than those which the hand can inflict upon the body. The voice once uttered knows not to return, and the effects of a bitter speech can never be wholly effaced. Apologies may be received, resentment may no longer show itself, but only with the noblest na tures is the offence really forgiven. The dislike remains hidden away to become the controlling influence of some course of conduct, which, to one not apprised of the facts seems perfectly in explicable. We are not sure that civilization, as it renders the repression of the passions more necessary, tends to promote these secret animosities. The savage openly resents every affront, and when he has exacted reparation for the real or imag inary wrong he may be again at peace with his neighbor. But in polite society, this may not be. The covert sarcasm cannot be punished with a blow, but it may awaken a dislike which may linger in the mind for years. We suspect, that were the little animosities analyzed and traced back to their origin, many of them would be found to have arisen from words spoken in seeming jest. Often the offender is quite un aware of the offence he has given, and if inform ed of it, might be perfectly willing to repair the injury so far as a full acknowledgement would do so. We need more candor as well as more Christian forbearance. If thy brother offend thee go and tell him of his fault. Were this plain Scriptual injunction followed, how many of the petty animosities which disturb society would be prevented. Soldifrenehers.—During the late war it was noicommon thing for preachers to be come sobrs, and since the war, for soldiers to beconoreachers. We have a distinguished examplei the case of Rev. C. A. Evans (for merly (this city), of Augusta, a prominent general the Confederate army. There are many cai of less note, but equally as patriotic and galli. We doot however refer to this class of ‘soldier-pchers’ in this connection. O’ur purpose jo call attention to a valuable article in the Phdelphia Weekly Times, March, 30th, from the u of Major Sidney Herbert, of this city, in lich he sketches the career of the graduates' West Point Military Academy who, after a femonths or years, resigned from the army anditered the ministry. The finof these graduates was Rev. Dr. Woodbridj of Richmond, Va., of the class of 1826, and t last was Rev. C. C Parsons, now of Memphis, inn., of the class of 1361. Of those deceased a Bishop Polk, Rev. Drs. Wood- bridge, Wion and Bledsoe, and Rev. Profs. Hackley, Bant, Parks, Curd and Swing. Of the living p Rev. Drs. (and Gen.) Pendleton, Clark and Ishon, and Rev. C. C. Parsons, with Rev. Geo. ’atson, unknown. Cadet Leonidas Polk becama bishop, and Rev. Dr. Winton and Rev. Mr. Piks declined bishoprics which were tendered tlm. All were or are men of ripe scholarship, and the Church has received valuable setices from them in her highest educational jstitutions. Bishop Po:, Rev. Dr. Woodbridge; irture, Pendleton ail Pork, and Rev. Messrs. Hackley, Bryant, Park and Parson, were, or are, Epis copalians; Re. Mr. Parks, however, was first a Methodist, lev. Dr. (A. F-) Bledsoe and Rev. Messrs. Swig and Watson were Methodist Rev. Drs. Clak and Deshon and Rev. H?. Curd, Roman Catho cs. Bishop Polk resigned before he was assignd to duty in the army, and some of the others Qly served a year, or less. Rev. Mr. Parsons ws a gallant soldier in the Federal army, during tie late war, serving in the South west, and was'requently brevetted for his good conduct. He:esignedin 1870 as Captain (and Brevet Lieut. Dol. U. S. A) of the Fourth Ar tillery, and is tow a rector of an Episcopalian church in Memphis Tenn. It is a singular fact that much of Iib most gallant service in the late war, was performed in that state as a fede ral soldier. Bu; now, in the midst of peace, and aB a soldierof the great ‘Prince of Peace, Col Parsons is doing a noble service for, and not against, the people of that section. A good soldier always makes a good minister. In all the list above named, not one failed to do a noble service for the great ‘Captain of our sal vation. And all are now among the revered dead or the honored living of the Church of Christ ’ . . ,, y»i| carjd the Yankees The Stage Mania. Really, the figurative re- thumb-nail, and *J* en 1 h to 6arr en- .lannnaa that “all fchft word that thcr© isn fc any S „ , flection of melancholy Jacques that “all the irord that there isn t any der. But you don’t believe it, ad t The Key to Success. what is the key cr talent; I Dinners and no Dinners. A French wit facetiously divides the human race into two great classes—“those who have more dinners than appetites, and those who have more appetites than dinners.” The former are the matter-ot-fact, solid men who make money and enjoy it, and who rejoice in their good common sense and plain, plodding pro clivities. But such men never speculate. Plenty of roast beef and plum pudding produce a very quiet, self-satisfied feel ing; that is highly respectable and reliable. The full stomach acts as a weight to keep down all flights of that erratic thing called mind. But it is the latter class—those who are not troubled with dinners, and whose appetite goads them to restlessness, that “see visions and dream dreams.” These are the originators of new in ventions—the explorers and discoverers—the founders of new theories and new faiths. There is not in the world such a potent source of in- spiration as the gnawing of the gastric juice. From the reckless activity it induces, arise plans and plots that overthrow thrones, and theories that startle the world and supplant all other beliefs, or else dazzle with a brilliancy momentary, but splendid. * Too Personal.—At a recent fancy ball in Ed inburgh, the son of Sir James Simpson, the fa mous physician and discoverer of chloroform, appeared as a penitentiary convict, chains on arms and wrists, striped clothes, a jemmy, and a five years’ badge on his arm. Washington, always eager for a new sensation to enliven Congress, would no doubt like to copy the idea for some forthcoming fancy ball, but it won’t do. That hint of the penitentiary would be taken as personal by too many members of our country’s law-making and law-administering machinery. * -. ” - ‘ "AH f All A*xa industrious and attentive to business, y Jt here I am at the bottom of the ladder, and likely to stay there.” It is hard to tell in this kap-hazard world what is the key to success. Sometimes, when we see fortune’s door opening to ignorant as surance, we are tempted to think the key is a brass one, but then impudence gets tripped up as frequently as better qualities. There seems no consistent law operating in this matter of success. Talent and industry often fail to rise, while mediocrity mounts the ladder in triumph. Some happy accident often does what genius and toil have failed to achieve. But, as a general rule, the way to advance is to push ahead. This is an intensely selfish age. Number one is the only numeral in its practical arithmetic: every man for himself its only rule of action. To reach a front rank in the “innumerable human caravan,” one must push ahead. No stopping to say, “by your leave,” no looking for nice places to step upon; no sitting down to cry over kicks and snubs. Tough elbows are necessary in this pushing business, and sensitiveness must be set aside for a more convenient season. Energy and will are worth more than genius in the battle of life. We see this exemplified every day. The large-browed, deep-eyed man of brains and culture is left behind by the go- ahead-ativeness of some active little fellow, with no talents to boast of, but with pluck and en ergy enough to put what he has got to the best advantage. Self-belief is another requisite to success. Not conceit nor impudence, but a calm faith in one’s own capacity, and a resolution to be suffi cient to one’s self. Be dependent upon no one to mould your decisions or to shape your course of conduct. Fawning and looking up and al ways asking for advice, may, by the flattery it conveys, win a certain kind of friendship, but it is one closely akin to contempt. The Uriah Heeps may fawn and wriggle themselves into favor, but what self-respecting man or woman cares to be trotted along to success by the string of patronage, as my lady trots her poodle after her by its blue ribbon ? Flattery and obsequious deference to every body’s advice and ojjinions may render a man that unenviable nonentity—a person of whom nobody says any harm,” but to succeed in life, to gain fame, or riches, or social elevation, one must believe in himself, trust to himself, single out his goal and push for it. Yery few people have honors thrust upon them. They must sow before they reap. No position worth having was ever won without working hard for it. It is a question whether the middle ranks are not preferable to the front ones in life’s great march, but, fortunately for progress, there are restless spirits that will not remain there. They have the principle of push in them—and, with their eye on the goal, they move straight ahead and open paths for the less energetic to follow in. * Miss Missouri Stokes, of this city, who ad vertises for pupils, on another page, is a lady every way worthy the patronage of those who desire a cultured, sweet-tempered, pains-taking and thoroughly efficient teacher for their child ren. She has had long experience in teaching, and has always been successful, filling to the satisfaction of all concerned, several difficult and responsible positions. Miss Stokes is es pecially competent to instruot in rhetoric and composition. world’s a stage,” seems about to become true literally. The stage is taking extraordinary prominence in our modera civilization. Every thing is becoming stagy, from the pulpit, down to the beer saloon. Star troupes of actors fill the season with entertainments, and then the amateurs take up the tale. Every town has its amateur dramatic corps, every village its acting club, and the histrionic talent exhibited is very remarkable. Is the drama to be the coming form of intellectual ex pression? Will the stage take the place of the printing press? Will the lecture do away with the book of history, essay and travels; the tragedy and melodrama absorb the novel, the comedy take the place of the lighter fiction; and shall we have the daily dime club instead of the newspaper ? The taste of the ago calls more plainly every day for its amusement and instruction to be in vivid, concentrated forms. In the acted play, the eye and ear help each other, and the mind takes in a rapid succession of images and ideas. Books are already voted slow and prosy, newspapers can hardly be concentrated and vivid enough. We have history and travels in lectures in stead of books; our preachers drop dry argu ment and abstraction and give us truth in graphic illustration, drawn from the life and duties of to-day. The days of twelve-volumned histories and three-volumned novels are gone by as com pletely as those more ancient days, when the nimble types were not, and the intellect of the age found its fullest expression in architecture. When the thought of a century built itself into some immortal pile of stone like the Pyramids, or some carved wonder of granite and marble like the ancient temples of Greece and Rome. Mind has constantly striven to find itself means of swifter utterance; until now, even printing seems too slow, and the quick speech and gesture are seized upon to “catch the man ners living as they rise.” Speech and gesture, indeed, are old as man is, but they have never been so intelleetualized and utilized. Sunlight dates from the creation, but it is only lately that photography has turned the sun into an artist. What a Kind Word May Do, If you have nothing else to give your fellow- travelers, as you journey with them along this busy thoroughfare of life, give them kind words. They are often sorely needed when you do not guess it; they do good that your never know of. The kind word, the look of interest and sym pathy; they may be the drop of dew that keeps a heart from withering—the little touch that re laxes a chord strained almost to breaking. A poor girl said not long ago to a lady of true but unostentatious benevolence: Do you know that you saved my life once—just by two or three kind words? It was the first time I saw came in. i was so wreicnea auu u Ut ,v.i^vn you gone to buy morphine to end my misery. I could get no work, and I felt too weak—what with care, and sleeplessness, and want of food— to try any longer. My old acquaintances, I had known in better times, would not notice me in my poverty and faded clothes. I could not bring myself to beg. I had made up my mind the night before, and I had a letter in my pocket to mail to my brother in New Orleans—a good bye letter. I sold my shawl to get money to buy the morphine to put me to sleep forever. When you came in the store, you dropped your glove, and I picked it up. You thanked me pleasantly, and looked at me as if I were a hu man being. I must have shown my misery in my face, for you told your little girl to give me a flower, and when I put the rose up to my eyes to hide the tears, you asked me if I loved flow ers, and said if I would come some time to your house, you would give me some roses. Then time a gun-boat comes in sight you’ll come to me and say, ‘General, we can’t fight gun-boate with any hope of success,-don’t 7 0U t “ in we’d better surrender ?’ Do you know w a do then ? I’ve had a convenient limb ‘"“ me up, in front of my headquarters, and HI st « n g up every man that does say surrender, am told by those who knew him host that his statement of his purpose was probably^ not an exaggerated one, and that if he had . been charged with the defense of the city again.'? £• hostile fleei, he would have made just sucn a resolute resistance as that which he promis His courage and endurance had been abuna antly proved in Meaico, at any rate, and no body who knew him ever doubted either. This scene occurred just before the reduction of Fort Pulaski, by Gen. Q. A. Gillmore, U. S. A., at which time General Walker was in com mand at Savannah. But when the tramp of Federal soldier's feet was heard in the ‘I orest City’ for the first time, (Dec. 21st, 1864), General W. had been in his grave nearly six months. General Hardee evacuated the city, which was not prepared for a seigs, and General Sherman as quietly occupied it. General Walkers lan guage was indeed strong, but it must be remem bered that in addition to his irrepressible sol dierly daring, in this instance he was inspired by that fiery zeal that nerved so many valient Southern hearts whose life-blood stained hard- sought fields, in victory as well as defeat, for the Cause they so loved. Cruel Amusements I** Texas. Oh! for a multiplication of Mr. Bergh. They need a dozen of him in San Antonio, where late ly the cruel instincts of humanity were minis tered toby a fight between a lioness and a bull. The affair had been widely advertised, and thousands of men, women and children, were there to witness it. The lioness had been starv ed to make her more ferocious, but the starving process had been carried too far. The wretch ed animal was so weak for want of food, that the bull soon gored her to death. Next day an other lion was brought out; not quite so badly starved, and the bloody sport was more satis factory. , . , This is really as shocking as our every day cattle-car cruelties and the inhuman over-work ing of our street-car mules. Local Notes. No Half-tickets for Cook-fighters. A notable case of courage, conscientiousness and moral integrity has lately come to our knowledge which we feel ought not to be per mitted to go unknown and unnoticed. It is this. Col. Wash Houston is the General Passenger and Ticket Agent of the Air Line Rail Road here. He was applied to by some of the parties of the Char lotte Cockfight for half rates over his road, in order that they might attend that disgrace, ful exhibition of the remains of the spirit phatic refusal was accompanied with the de claration that it is the policy of the road to encourage nothing immoral. I am glad of the laconic rebuke. More than that, I am glad to believe it was sincere truth. The importance of the utterance of this Officer will be the more apparent by considering the following just and accurate paragraph from the editor of Scribner’s Monthly: ‘There is an influence proceeding from the highest managing man in a rail road corporation which reaches further for good or evil, than that ol almost any other man in any community. If the President or the Superintendent of a rail road is a man of free and easy social habits - if he is in the habit of taking his stimulating glass, and it is known that he does so, his rail road becomes a canal through which a stream of liquor flows from end to end. A rum drinking headman on a rail road, reproduces himself at every post on his line, as a rule. Grog-shops grow up around every station, and for twenty miles on both sides of the iron track and often the clerk brought your parcel, and you said , for a wider distance, the people are corrupted good morning to me and went out. I went, too. in their habits and in their morals. The farm- ; ers who transport their produce to the points of I did not buy the morphine. I bought some ^ / A produce to the points of , , . , , . . fo j- shipment on the line, and bring from the denots bread instead, and then I went to my poor their 8upplie8> 8uffer a3 deeply as the serants of the corporation themselves.’ This is no imaginary evil. Every careful ob server must have noticed how invariably the whole line of a railroad takes its moral hue from the leading man of the corporation. Whenever such a man is a free drinker, his men are free drinkers, and it is not in such men persistentlv to discountenance a vice that they persistently uphold by the practices of their daily lives A thorough temperance man at the head of a rail- road corporation is a great purifier, and his road becomes the distributor of pure influences with every load of merchandise it bears through the country There is just as wide a difference in the moral influence of railroads on the parts of country through which they pass-as there S among men, and that influence is determined almost entirely by the managing man There are roads that pass through none but clean, well ordered and thrifty villages; and there are roads that from one end to the other, give evidence in every town upon them, that the devil of strong jaut-- 1 ? *.f Slate, is determined in a gr.Ster or tea by the character of the men who control railroads which pass through them. These men have so much influence, and when they are bad men, are such a shield and cover f or vice which always keeps for them its best bed and its best ize^heirk^owe^ 1D ^^ese 8 though^ 11 neu * Ta *" th A“r!l“ to i? connection wS my poor rooms and ate the bread, and smelt of my flower and took courage to live on. Only a few kind words and a rose, and yet they saved a girl from throwing away her young life—saved it for future work and usefulness and happiness. Sometimes a kind word saves more than life— it saves a soul! It puts on the brakes when the human locomotive has got upon a down grade, and is rushing to destruction. The youthful debauchee, on the very verge of losing all self- respect, of caring for nobody ‘because nobody cares for him,’ the girl, who, because of some thoughtlessly imprudent act, finds that the black bar of scandal and suspicion has dropped down to shut her from the fold of the virtuous, and to send her in her despair and human yearning for companionship into the haunts of vice, such unfortunates as these may often be rescued by that little talisman—the kind word. The little word laden with sympathy, the kind word laden with interest—they are worth more than long-winded moral lectures, than tracts or sermons. Why be so chary of them then ? Why not scatter them freely as flowers along life’s stony highway ? They may soften many a bruised foot. And they cost so little. * Onr Sketch of General Walker.—In the next issue we shall give the promised biographical sketch of Major General William Henry Talbot Walker, accompanied with a fine picture of this gallant officer, than whom a more irrepressible and heroic fighter never drew a sword on the field of battle. As General Scott said of him in Mexico, where he was‘shot all to pieces,’ any body but Walker would have died on the field. He was not that kind of a soldier, however, and after months of hand to hand conflict with death, he won the fight and ‘got on his feet again. ’ In an entertaining book, ‘A Rebel’s Recol lections,’ first published in monthly parts in the Atlantic Monthly, of Boston, Mr. George Cary Eggleston refers to General Walker as ‘a peculiarly belligerent man,’ which endorses the opinions of General Wheeler and Cols. Avery and Ross. He once met Gen. W. at Savannah and heard the General tell some of the people what his plan of operation was to be, in this blunt manner: “I’ll never surrender anything more than the ashes of Savannah. I’ll stay here, and I’ll keep you here, till every shingle burns and every brick gets knocked into bits the size of my railroads. They commend themselves for f ness and truthfulness to every thon^f/^ In view of the convictions exS ^ 1 - 1111 ?^ lines quoted, I congratulate th« P e88e, J ln tlie to the Ai, lS°Sd th „ 8 nT.S S' Houston as an officer of this ti?.? g ur He shows a firmness and a hi*?h moJ 1< i rOUg ^ fa 1 r0 ‘ are greatly needed in our pulflic SeD w °\ a i we had many more such men ^ oul( ^ road officials, amon g rail- Spring Hats by the Million, ipular hatter Lewis Clark« • . rriTJZJ5?. Emponem of newstyles. Everybody aid every- thmg that wears hats cat, be suited from his im nahitnd’th’t’ V L6Wi * “ “ S^d poLhe^er„ 0 “'“ 8 '“° *■** —