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THE ICONOCLAST.
yortli went he through a wanton
world.
Amid liarsh work and frowning faces,,
And broke old images and hurled
Time-honored idols from their places.
gome shouted "Blasphemer!" and some
Fierce-faced fanatics “Crucify him!"
Approval stood afraid and dumb.
And none there were to justify him.
yet on he passed, his grand intent
Uncooled by all their w*rath and clamor;
And at each step as on he went,
Some error fell beneath his hammer.
The ban of church and state alike
Declared him outcast, doomed and
hated;
gtill had his arm the strength to strike
At wrong however venerated.
Upholders of dry-rotted creeds.
And empty rites as one maligned him
Condemned his motives and his deeds,
And to the death of deaths consigned
him.
Time passed; the image-breaker died—
Himself a man and many-faulted;
And whom it would have crucified
The world to heights sublime exalted.
ARTHUR GOODENOUGH.
SOME TEXAS SNAKE STORIEES.
Mattie Howard, i just can’t let you
walk off with the prize for telling the
biggest snake yarn—not while Texas has
a'i many and as great an assortment of
the beautiful things as she has.
Yes, I do tltink them perfectly- beautiful;
*. least, some of tne kinds we have here.
And I'm not one bit afraid of them. It
makes a good deal of difference to have
been brought up on intimate terms with
them like i have been—one can t be afraid
ot anything that ono is as well ac
quainted with as I am with snaKes. I
have nad a great deal of fun out of my
mother along this line; she old not come
to 1 exas [ill she was 17, and to tins day
she cannot see a single attractive quality
In Mr. Snaae.
i, on tlie contrary, hate to kill them;
bu; until recently we simply had Ho, they
were troublesome. Now his Snake
s'- •-‘cents lo be going the way of tile
buiialo and the Indian, so 1 can afford'
to let my charitable impulse get the bel
ter ot my judgment wheat I meet one of
Vue > riibe, whose head any heel is sup
posed to loruise.
In tile days when I was still on exter
mination bent, my favorite method was
to mas It the reptile’s head with a rock.
Front long practice, I could hit its head
center on the firslt shot, aftc-r which it
would be ‘too stunned to bite while I
pounded it with a rock held in my hands.
Some times, though, I would run onto
one in a place where there were no rocks
handy.
For instance, one morning I bad occa-
r ■ ii go into the closet where we kept
U'tilis and sheets stored. 1 was feeling
a nti in the dark for what I wanted,
■w mu my hand came In contact with an
° ne timo for filing the best
down », t ,u ry? J hls Un t knocking you
d ™ a w, th a hint, however.
o,, t °V" na a k - eS .„ dont botber me—but look
for dev11 8 riding horses. Did you
stmt n,° n , e? 11 looks l k e an animated
tick with legs—uncommonly long ones—
Nn ,^- r . eve ^ ibIe head ‘hat is all eyes.
you n lV lf has lta baok turned to
eve' „afil Ways looks J’ou stralglit in the
melancholy, surprised ex-
JL| " n that makes you remember every
sin you ever did commit.
dsrkiL af thes ? r '■varmints” that the old
in vjp eff y ’ Lord ’ honey, if dey spits
dev u. 5 yo “ sho ' w| it so blind, ’case
knn_ ki , de debil hissef." I don’t
£” t * whe ‘ her ‘here is a special affinity
between his satnnic majesty and my-
n ’ hut w-hen I sit In the hall to write
*i . a su mmer evening, those uncanny
m«nv S r °'‘. S , t ln my hair. I’ve had as
£ne flnfe * et tan ^ ,ed tip in it at
tiny dau ®hter of a friend of mine
mind one on a window pane one dnv
mifwe alled h6r mo ‘he r , "O, muzzef.
hi e- Tt C „°. m . e . r " ,1rk and ,ook a ‘ a funny
hu^- i‘ ain t got no dress on.”
of A" tbnt was tIle best description
1 f T er heard. You’ve heard of a
ffiim ^° n? WeI ” thnt is the
like ?k? L’ 0rse - Tru,y * il doGS ionk
ii -<*1* "’’^ht hail from regions where it
is too hot to sit in one’s flesh.”
ELAINE.
JUST ENOUGH—AND NO MORE.”
I he votaries of socialism are for the
most part people in whom the sense of
want is either atrophied or abnormal.
Dei-mfr #* S a e,nt ? ,-aCG8 those who have
permitted their ambition to go to ^eed—
^ r Pl lrt °i ? refer to 11 ve ‘*1 a tent, and
care everyb ody else don’t
care to do likewise. They covet not the
he wm anS , e ,° ld ’ but ha,e him because
<e M fora “ke his goods and take
to the bushes like them and live ”na-
lareer^eV t. 1 " tbe ,atter class-much the
predominant'elenient C Tht- t0l w!ir» S .** | b /® i sands of little stitches that are made in
m.r , “L el ?. ,nent - Tbey wal “ the rich I a day require the careful and constant
appeasing the hunger of the entire bug
population of the country, I drew the
line.
To the disguest of the festive visitors,
1 got up; 1 lit the lamp and investigated.
Surely, the occasion was some great re
union—no mere family affair, for there
were present bugs of all sizes, ages and
conditions—fat bugs—bugs, long and lean
like Cassius, short and .long bugs, horny
old veterans and delicate but active
youngsters. All creeds, tribes and condi
tions might have been represented, but
they agreed in one thing—appetite.
They scampered lielter skelter from
the recent common center of attraction,
paying no deference to age or youth, in
their flight. Many were overtaken and
a massacre ensued that fairly imitated
the work of the Russian rioters. Prob
ably the definite occasion of that night's
gathering wil: never 'be recorded, and
there will be lost to the annals of the
beg-bug race an important bit of history,
perchance a glowing chronicle of epi-
eurlan days before mankind learned the
art of extermination.
ATLUS METIIINK.
JUST TALK.
Isaac. I'm glad you asked me that
question about dresses. It gives me an
opportunity to aiir some of my Ideas on
the subject. I’ve had a peep behind the
scones and it is amazing to know how
much thought and time some women
spend on their clothing. Is it any won
der some of them look tired and worn
out when they spend so much time on
the clothes subject that there is little
left for mental and spiritual develop
wife and I forbid any further remarks.
Give’ me those letters.” Then, lie ought
to have tested the young woman "first,”
and "if" guilty, condemned her. ’’not"
before. If she was a country girl, she
could not have understood the double
meaning of her expressions, she was
simply wishing or appealing for apprecia
tion and comradeship. If she was a
boarding seiiooi girl, that's a different
matter. Some of those seem to take
pride ln g >lng the full length of the
social tether. But they know what they
are doit^! Ah if they could hear the
sarcastic and contemptuous remarks that
college men make about them, they
would surely change their tactics. I
have observed that the more Immoral a
man is the more he condemns a girl of
“fast” proclivities. If girls could only
keep that ln mind!
Not long ago, “down south,” I went
Out with a good friend of mine. We met
some acquaintances of his on the way,
and he Introduced me to them. Present
ly one of them whispered to my escort.
"Lively as a cricket—and a French girl!”
My friend frowned and said, “Look out!"
Being very quick of hearing. I caught
the “aside,” but I did not understand its
purport at the moment. I was bantering
my friend on some little matter, and
one of the new acquaintances said to me,
“Miss Blank, tell him ,” an every
day. common-place remark, which I in
nocently repeated. At the instant I did
so I caught the indignant look which
my friend dashed upon the other young
man. who at once changed countenance
and the subject.
Later, when the young man had left
us, my friend said to me, "Ma’amsellc,
pie ought to have to live under Osar
Nicholas.
3. We have had the “what,” now for
the "why.” It is only by the national
government (.and under socialism that
means the people) owning and controll
ing the means of production and distri
bution that the laborer (the one that
produces all wealth) can get all he pro
duces. Why? Listen! (Tliis is the point
the anti-sociaiists forget and overlook.)
Because the government (the people)
can run these things at cost; but no
trust monopoly or private concern would
or could do such a tiling. The govern
ment doesn’t have to make a protit, but
Rockefeller, Morgan & Co. do. See?
No private concern (because it must
make a profit) cun compete with the
government in any sort of business
Pleasant Fields of Holy Writ
Have for my dally range
Among the pleasant fields of Holy Writ,
1 might despair.
-TENNYSON.
Commentary on the International Sunday-School Lesson
Third Quarter. Lesson XI. Matt, xxi, 1-17. September 9, 1906.
JESUS ENTERS JERUSALEM IN
TRIUMPH.
“A great multitude of people
Fills all the street: and riding on an ass
whatever;‘"therefore the''laborer""would Comes one of noble aspect, like a King!
The people spread their garments in the
way
And scatter branches of the palm-
trees!”
—"The Divine Tragedy:" Longfellow.
ment? Then there are women who go
off “to rest” and leave the dressmaker’s I never'repeat ~what that young man told
,kiii you t0 say . i t has a double meaning.
‘bill unpaid. Sometimes the bill must
not he sent to “Jack” until she is away.
And tlie poor, tired drepsmaker waits and
work.? on. Then there is the woman who
tells the dressmaker just how she wishes
something made. It is made and she
comes to see It; it does not look like
she thought it would—O. no; and tlie
dressmaker must smile and take the
thing to pieces. Of course, all women
axe not like this, but every dressmaker
has some of tilts tyipe to please.
And few people realize tlie great strain
tlitere is on the nerves of one who sews
day after day. The hundreds and thou-
aiana money because they are too im
provident to make any of their own.
John
use of the eyes, and consequently the
optical nerves that lend directly to the
John vnn mu i. A * „ __ I ouiiutti nci i ro i licit tin ctu\ tu ix
Kilgo ’when tlie con serin t ' n'm ° f B " ck j brain are kept at constant tension,
aftor Wm ’ r,?,,nt, ?h* P officer* were 1>ear -Old Womas.” I’m glad y.
high places ” You* ° n y toId us about that new oil stove. I sus-
^ of us wm try ° ne some of
de“M^tat q ihf dl^S2 C ^2? < 7 l i. No 0,10 J“J«a 'Coman Tail, your idea of a
some*good features^Sl ?t u Household book is excellent.
horse Indeed that hasn’t a shade of figiu I Pi ^ re IjC .? e , au > * en J° yed your letter
in him Forsooth it <> gnl | on Success. it pleased me more than
M U ,ichhause™ 00t oecasionaHv ^silnned C 't he! aay ‘hl n f» I have ever read on the sub-
lie was drinking (I didn’t perceive it
at first), but I’ll settle with him about
this when I see him.”
Now. my friend had a« much right to
condemn me for using an expression the
double meaning of which I did not know
as that poor girl’s medical fiance had. to
condemn lie.r for writing things which
in her innocence she did not fully grasp.
Tierre Le Beau: Amiable cousin, your
expectations are far from ‘being realized.
"He” still calls and. as a third party
tells me, admires me more than ever:
hut in my own opinion, I was never so
little appreciated. You see, some other
young women have been throwing them
selves ill ills way; but, then, they had
no "magnificent independence, handsome
ou salary and luxurious quarters” to lose.
, ,, occasionally slipped the;( Pf .'t
truth. However nn , k„.— ... jeci
bedding,
vest!
, — — we do not have to go
back to ihe laws of Lyourgus and ancient
Palestine for proof ttiut the air ship of
socialism lias enough foul gas in it to
cause it to “bust” on its first voyage. We
have illustrations nearer home. Johnnie,
how long has It been (four weeks?) since
a socialist candidate for governor in one
of your neighboring states committed a
crime in an adjoining state, and when
lie was arrested and put in Jail his con
stituents at homo held a mass meeting,
which was harrangued by one of its
leaders in the following language: "We
w-lll go bring him home; guilty or not
... .... BulJty, and elect him!" Doesn't the above
t considerably colder titan any of the' aou , nd like ‘ he sl °Pe between socialism
• ol and anarchy is very slippery indeed?
T. Roddy, I have read two of your
articles in “The Southern Horne,” and
find them very interesting.
T. L. Orton, your last article in tlie
Household puts me in an argufying
mood. The mood has passed, but I just
want to say the man who denies him
self the companionship of the woman
whom lie loves and who loves him, be
cause she has happened to achieve the
greater success, is wholly selfish at
heart.
Lomacita, writing of the "Platonics”
calls up tlie memory of tlie most inter
esting friend I ever had—that is one of
tlie most interesting. He was a “iior-
man” (1 hope my readers are properly
A inan will wait a long time before I
put myself in his way.
Tom Lockhart: Dear -friend, I*m not
impatient, but if the book I ordered
from you would come scon I would go
around among my friends and get or
ders for you.
Little Mattie: I hope your dream of
the “blessed little church" is material
izing. Having contributed toward it my
mite—n registered dollar, which I hope
you received—I feel a personal as well
as a sympathetic interest in it.
Lon Dare: Good for you! Your ideas on
socialism are clearly and firmly presented.
I am not a s oialist, hut I hno\x enough
about the subject to perceive when it is
correctly stated. It was in the Helvetian
Republic (the country which has the
finest laws and where T spent tlie hap
piest years of my childhood) that I
heard and took in a good deal about
socialism.
Adel Box and Dr. Botts: Women of
today can no more admit the scriptural
ig. I opened tRe door wide to in- would Emma Goldman nF*lex andI shockPd) - Thls "Mormon” boy was one demand that they be slavishly subject
ate, and there was a pretty grey Herkman dared to have uttered 1 more of the P iesldenls o1 ' tlle lar S e conference to men than clear-thinking persons can
mouse-snake, neatly coiled up. watching! fiagnun ileflnnce of law and tusHce" held in thls state several years a *>- He
It certainly did hurt my conscience .John what’s so ndte-iiiv- xJr fnL e ~-..K i wa ‘ 3 six feet tall and was the most (per-
ik. _ , „ „ , i iiiiu vainest auu nu was turn]
mle n LZr P „ f T ° f . " a,1 °T 1 ; heart If ever a person was. We nc
lord o In tb f 'fye lh ? discussed religion..but I learned mud
word. All our products of both field and h | B creed.
factory find ready market
honest . wherever lie went lie drew about him a
his own fault.
firm in her order of immediate execution,
however—said she had to go in that closet
herself sometimes..
-’he appears to possess a sort of mag-
ne!!'' attraction for snakes, although site
is cruel enough not to reciprocal:e their
a flection in the least. One day slfe was
washing her hands In a howl that hap
pened to the in one of the rooms which
i ■ carpenters had: not yet finished. Sud
denly from the rafters a dark object, . w , ..... w ,._ vw , vv ..^v.
i e»d downward, and the ensuing splash e t -K s and perish when they could get j j lC sings to his little daughter. And
, plainly enough where he had landed. f? od "’ages ^ anywhere ln the country. sorne day when I am out west T will
Y ion mamma saw tlie howl filling up 1 Kansas w-ants 2h,ooo men nt S2 and S3 David up and see tlie beauties and
with a wriggling mass of shining snake* be .T day ar -o board to help house her, won ders of the Mormon temple,
flesh, slm coieluded that possession is vliea ‘ cr °P. an " can t get them. Any Q ne afternoon not long ago the little
1 ‘ ‘’economical man can get rich in ten vears ! - .... -- - ■ • •
, | . , , , , \t m icvn nu went nc ui t w duuui Him a
p™*"- a r nd J abo . r 13 , ln demand at good ' ,.jrclo of friends, although they'differed
t S , a , Hungry man (if he s ; f rom him In these religious views.
.ano and healthy) in America today it s ■ Among the interesting pictures he had
And lain Dare says so- ! wa s one of his sweetheart—a beautiful
cialisrn will not suppott the indolent. Is ; w P ] s h K j r i
the government to blame if men pack up David is
like sardines around the great eastern i think of hii
married now and I sometimes
his angelic voice and wonder if
nme-tenths of the law and took just two
steps to the door. The poor thing (I refer. ?k f UC,T , wnse8 ’. -""reover, Ivon nare says | ramh le.
- - - 1 in mm ix that under socialism * Every man shall
ti can get^rlch in ten years boy kindly offered to take me for a
. Moreover. Lon Daresays ra mhle
accept tlie old-time idea of eternal hap
piness that it consisted of perpetua!
psalm singing and playing on golden
harps—no music teacher would want to
go to heaven.
Cousin Reddy—Now you are after the
foreigners. Poor immigrants! Yet. with
the exception of hot-blooded Italians,
they are. ns a rule, respectable, law-
abiding people, and have ma^e good
American citizens. Adieu.
' HELVETIA.
HOME AND HEART—SOME BOU
QUETS.
Attention, ye Householders! I’ve
‘ sawed w-ood and said nothin’ " long
enough. Do give an old maid a chance
to air her grievances. I’m not quite an
old maid—still under thirty—but lf there’s
not "something doing'’ I’ll he one some
years from now. Well. I realize the
truth of the saying, "When ignorance
ho snake) had 'evidenflv become! ““m-. .-u.-.n..s..i ruveiy ...hi. «..«.» i -But I don’t want to go if I have tolls bliss, ’tis folly to be wise.” No dis-
tnrvcd for waiter and had mndo nn hie i ^ ave ®nough to live on, and no more. 1 | p U .t on a white waist and wear shoes,” j turbfng ideas about socialism or platonic
•til to set it nolens volen« p socialism would ferrit out New . sa jj f looking: down at hiie bare legs. ! love had entered my thick cranium, but
Again on a winter afternoon mv mn*h ! }°mi 8 PaBt S,de m. ar \ 11 . 1 ^ S .? nd „ S ^j d o tf tS m i "Let’s go across to the school house j now. since listening to ail the Household
was rending alomd'to mv m'.nt—•> mil-- <wl,lla K ar unwilling) to the fields. For, a n^ out the Hapeville road. We won't I Is saying on these subjects, I am in a
• „.k„ _ ... a ^ I^ 111 L are says the idle will be put | have to pass many houses tliat way." | quandary, and fain to ask, with Tom
I looked him over. The blue percale I Watson, “where am I at?” But I oer-
f j, who took the view- that people a'nCP
(forced) to work.
ch ar passageway* to the ground beneath.
7: ; tlie fire ‘burned hrlehtlv end the hook
was ahsorbn gly interesting. nn<T my .*vunt
■c is enjoying hers-lf Immensely in spite
of poverty or future contingencies. MV
n.other sat with 7ier hack to the wall
when all at once sho heerd nistiir><r —.
csbes at her side. She looked down
end there came a large snake descending
in some haste from a ‘burning hollow log.
The dramatic chapter received the ad
dition if a scream thnt was not In th
text, and one chair was vacated •with dis
patch.
“Oh. come hack and finish that chapter
T want to see what they did,” said mv
mint, with a. comfortable laugh. “Don’t
V“\; know that snakes never monkey
with you unless you monkey with them
first? He’s gone down through the
hearth, anyway; so come rn hack.”
My mother returned with dlgnitv and
discretion and seated herself with a
suspicious glance at the ventilation aper-
tures Tlie story was nearing Its climax
w.ien a second rustling in the ashes
‘ ned another exit from tli° burning
My mother didn’t stop to measure
hut my aunt assured her. be-
i n giggles, that he was as big as the
other one. “Gome <c«, now—that’s the
lust one. and that story is just at the
exciting part.”
Scarcely had my mother settled herself
again when a half-grown hopeful rustled
gracefully out and followed his parents.
That was too much for my mother.
’ No more romance for me today. T
be |cye it is a Mormon family—and, be
sides, how do you knew that the de
parted ones won't come back the way
they went and try to he sociable?”
Well, T guess this Is enough snake for
one meal- Like Tennyson's brook. I
could go on forever with “reallv. truly”
teles of my own or my relatives’ ex
periences out here in earlier days: hut
T’ll wait till somebody Is considerate
enough to say, “Oh. pleas© tel! another
one!"
And. by the way. did you know T took
Now the simplest student of human | wa j st wa s passably clean .and his hands ! tainlv belieye a good woman can huv-
nature (espeleally American nlRure) ; wfre spotless. I wondered a little at the j men friends without something warmer
knows such a method of procedure would . j a tte.r fact until 1 remembered that he i f voicing from the relationship,
cause anarchy to reign, and from the • h a( j a few hours before, caught a cat- i Miserable I know whv von did not like
rums of anarchy^despotism would rise. | fish out „ f the brook and had insisted ! vour counHy hom^ Your henrt was not
ere. Do yo
which told U8-
f ikes will trear you very much as you
treat them. I have often wondered if it
takes poverty to teach us a true philoso-
i ■ of life—at any rate, T find my poor
kinsfolk very much more lovaible than mv
: ones. The hearth at thal particular. Just as “citizen France” slid Into "ter- j 0n cleaning It for Ills breakfast. In ‘he | there'“'do Vou’remember'an'old' song
Place was w-11 ventilated, there being rorlsm.^ on^Uie^ wreck of which Napoleon ! cleaning process he had also cleaned | which told ns— %
Lon Dare says one or the tenets of j ' About 5 o’clock we were off. The wide I
socialism is “brotherly love. ’ Now, it the , road to Hapeville Is slraigbt ns an ar- I
rich man works—Russell Sage worked ri>w an(] a ij a ion,- the wav the green I
as hard in his eightieth year as any so- W oods and farms made a most restful I
cialist in America—iki.1 finds a pleasure an ,j pleasing picture, and the wind came
in piling up stacks of sordid gold, and I coo l and misty from the southwest. We
it does not interfere with our means of , leisurely covered the 2 miles and. after
getting all we want, why should we' a K ii m pse of lovely little Hapeville, we
take exceptions to his mot bid fancy, eh? 1 turned homeward.
Alt. my boy, there’s a screw loose in the ] Before us lay the glories of a summer
ARE YOU
GOING
TO BUY A
Vehicle?
“Home Is where the heart is.
Be the dwelling great or small.
There Is many a stately mansion
That is never a home at all.”
No matter where the home may be. if
your loved ones are there It should be
dear to you. 1 live on a large farm, and
Dt .. u . c ^ ^ , W e have no servants ln the house, vet
machine of socialism! | sunset" ^ f luid''st<^ped”tcTtn'ke"a ‘took’ at ; I systematize the work so as to have
Our country and our government (save 1 t j lr . long lines of faraway pines, where 1 time for reading and a little recreation
a tew kinks that wiil be smoothed out i t i 1( , misty shadows of the gloaming were every day. If I live to be an ohl woman
in season) are all right. The former is of j a i r e a dv gathering, when the little bov
tlie greatest of tlie creations of God; the called to me:
be perfectly immune from the exploita
tion of the unscrupulous strong. The
latter would be shorn of their power.
Let's see a private concern compete
with tlie government in carrying the
mails and exploit us Household writers
out of two or three cents on the letter!
It cou!d no more be done in any other
line than in this.
I said that our postoffice system is
a Vpociallfetlc feature /of our present
government. Don't you like that feat
ure? If you don't, then let us turn the
postoffice system over to Rockefeller
and let him charge us 4 or 5 cents on
a common letter, so lie can make a profit
out of It. Let's be consistent. If the
principle of socialism is wrong, let's get
rid of It—seed, root and branch. If it
is right, let's have more of It. I hate
a compromise and a straddle. What do
you say? Lay down your prejudices;
you can't afford to harbor them.
Now. are these things so awfully hard
to understand?
Remember, the government can and
does run its business at cost, while a
private concern or nionojsoly must make
a profit—that's what it is in business for.
The government under socialism can
run every other line of industry just as
it does the postal system—at cost. The
principle is the same in all.
Remember that when the government
runs all industries at cost, the maker
gets all he earns, and thus profit, rent
and Interest are forever destroyed. It
is through the three channels—jirofit.
rent and interest—that a few are mil-
lionaired. many pauperized. and tlie
laborer filched out of the greater part
of what he produces. It is through
these three channels that some men
grow rich by the sweat of other men's
faces.
Under socialism private property wil!
still be private property. What one
earns himself is his own. The beauty of
the system is this: he can't get any one
else's earnings, nor he can't take his
own earnings and use them as a means
to exploit his follow man. Now, put that
down.
One must master the economic princi
ples of socialism before he can see its
bearings on ethics. For the present a
thought or two on that line will suffice.
Every form of evil, vice or crime either
springs directly from an economic cause
or is indirectly nourished thereby. Profit
is at tlie bottom of every form of
deviltry. “The love of money is the root
Of all evil.” Exit.
JOHN MASON.
latter the noblest of the works of man
it is tlie product of tilt greatest minds of
all times; it embraces must of the vir
tues, with but a few of the vices of every
1 will stiil cherish s weet ntemodles of my
childhood’s home
I wish I could throw* a bouquet to each
of my favorites, lwit they are too many.
Julia* Oonian Tait’s book reviews and
"Look, oh, look! The golden gate Is
open.”
I turned and looked. A dark cloud lay.
across the path of the sun and the • sketches are keenly enjoyed by me. So
form ot national rule, from anarchy to;g.] Pams j iad broken through tlie center! is Annie Valentine's delightful humor,
absolute monarchy. But then you Jinow 0 f ^ making n space that did, indeed, | Tjomacita’s lftters are splendid. I envy
_ look like a golden gateway. In silence : her the ability to write tl; 0550 lovely let-
we watched until the cloud became thick | t P rs. r almost crack the com—iandments
and dark again. The little boy looked j and covet her gift for writing
some people would grumble at anything—
even at being hanged!
Johnnie, you westerners are a sight—a
sure sight! You act like little boys sit- | down from the embankment and liis
ting ln the corner eating plum pie and • brown eves were full of poetry and
every now and then one cries out, pathos.
“Found a now plum'.*’ There must be i -All the people who wanted to go
something in the hemisjdiere or the at- j have gone in now. and the golden gate
mospliere over there that has a lialluci- > j s closed,” lie said softly,
natlng affect on your minds. Morman- j n a moment he was down and skim-
ism. Shakerisin, Doweism, Hokourism, ; ming along the road like a swallow,
evolution, socialism, divine healers, oste- j
opathy—anything that comes down tlie i oil. the sweet responsiveness of child-
pike can get a following ln the west. In- ’ hood!
deed the latest is that Luther Burbanks, ] oil, the quiet jov of these w*alks and
of California, is raising ’Simmons and j talks with the little hoy.
’tnters on a gotiaft vine, and John Ma- j Some day we are going to visit the
son. of Indian Territory, has started ft orphanage at Hapeville and write about
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monkey ranch!” What next? John, not
withstanding you have the cart before
tlie horse ln the old saying, "See that
you are right, then g<» ahead”—you go
ahead and do your "seeing for right"
afterwards—you’ll be famous yet. For I
most know you are going to add another
tale to the "Arabian Nights Entertain
ments,” thus making 1002—Edgah Poe
added one, you know.
John, as I am so “crusted” that 7 can’t
absorb anything—even to a bolt of light
ning—and you are so "spongy” that you
absorb everything that coine s down the
wind, I think we'd better run into a
treaty port and kinder “vide up' and
got normal again. What say ye?
“The love of things ancient doth argue
stayedness, but levity and want of ex-
nerience maketU apt unto innovations.”
P PINEYWOODS TOM.
P. s.—John, don’t forget to save me a
young monkey out of your autumn
“round up." A capuchin. "Uebus capuei-
nus ” preefrred—you know they are so
"ancient” looking, and 1 do love every
thing ancient. P- T.
A MIDNIGHT REUNION.
Good morning. Household friends. Ii
Is ten minutes after the wierd hour of
midnight, but here I am keeping vigil—
an enforced vigil, because my bed—m>
boarding house bed—‘is 'the scene of
strange revels.
Some time ago the newspapers told
ns of a distinguished entymologiftt who
perished of malarial fever in the South
American jungles, where he was hunt
ing for a bug. Misguided man! Why
did he not stay in his own country? And
Why. Oh why. If he wanted bugs, did
he not come to this boarding house and
share with me the experiences of this
bed ’
I am a person of primitive habits, and
I seek my virtuous couch at half past 9.
It was at that hour that I rested my
recumbent form on my bed—my boarding
house bed. 1 anticipated the presence of
only the usual family of nocturnal visit
ors! who are in the habit of paying me
attention and investigating tlie condition
of my red corpuscles. Perhaps tlie usual
number might be augmented by buggies
of tender age, for this interesting insect
is no believer in race suicide. I should
not have particularly grudged a quiet
feast to the native inhabitants of my
boarding bouse bed, but when t came to
what we see there
Love to the Houseliold,
ITALY HEMPERLY.
This week’s Sunny has just come and
I glanco over the Mousehold page and
note with pleasure tlie return of some of
our long absent members.
Thomas Lockhart, a thought of you
comes to me as 1 write these lines. Vic
tor Hugo said in some of his writings:
"The sorrow's of winter are on my head,
but ‘it is eternal spring in my heart and
as i approach the end I hear around me
I pur-
Sax jii
I have
had no opportunity to cultivate what tal
ent I may possess. I owe all the mental
culture I have to books and papers. I
learned w*hat I know* by reading.
With love and best wishes to all our
scattered hand', from the Atlantic to .he
Pacific, I make my ret ™ M ^°^ ELU
Morton. Miss.
WHAT SOCIALISM IS.
The powers that be permitting,
pose to say, in short, simple
words, what socialism is. The elemental
principles of socialism can be stated in
a few words. Tlie real dilflculty is in
the man who runs as he reads, thor
oughly grasping those principles; for,
smile at the idea who may. it is only
by constant and varied iteration that
alien ideas are even superficially lodged
in reluctant minds, and only by earnest
thought that those ideas are thoroughly
comprehended. I am speaking from my
own experience as well as from observa
tion It is easier to present truth than
to receive it. A new truth wears -
the immortal symphonies of another; strange .face, and we must get aequaint-
world.” And in speaking of Valjean’s : a(1 * w (th it before we are qualified to ac-
deatli he says: "remaps, scoine great; ce pt or reject.
angel waited near to receive his soul.” i whether a thing Is right or wrong de-
Tliis was Hugo's belief.. And there are I p o !U j s up0 n whether or not its principles
others who hold tliis belief. i ' Vleht or wrong—that is. whether
1 believe it-beUeve at with all. my | J hpy Bre founded and grounded on the
soul. The Infinite father who pitleth i h ^k of truth. If the fundamental
his children” does not leave us to suf- .. ici , pg of a tLtnK are right, then its
fer alone ’ L H ’ j subsidiaries are bound to be right, or
i can be made right. If the principles are
! wrong the whole thing Is wrong from
I alpha to omega. Do you agree with me
I thus far? .
| Now. if you can grasp the principle of
thing stated in a few words, and
oil
AN UNUSUAL EXPERIENCE.
T would like to tell you of a strange,
sad. yet comforting experience that be
fell our beloved pastor lately. He wished
very much to visit the home of liis ch J U-
hoofl in South Carolina, which he had net
seen for many years, so when his
churches gave him a month's leave or
absence it was there he w*ent. He saw
some of his ‘kindred and old friends, and
then he visited the old burial ground,
where his parents had long been slofn-
Ing. His friends told him “I do not be
lieve you can find their grave for the
jiTaee is grown up in weeds and hushes,”
but his sisttr said, "Brother, grandmother
told me our mother was put in .a metallic
case, and I believe w*e may find her.”
Procuring a long iron rod he, with some
friends, proceeded to the spot where ft
sfemed to him he had seen his mo'h-r
buried when he was a child. There w*ere
several graves all sunken and over
grown, nnd stopping beside one that was
less sunken than the others, he said. ‘ I
feel Impressed that this may be moth
er’s grave.” He drove tlie long rod <n
deeply, and It struck against a hard suh-
stance. He decid'd, with the aid of otk-
erts, to dig into this grave. After Tig
ging for some time they came to a me
tallic casket. It was perfectly sound—
the screws were not fven rusted. It was
opened, and Inside was the coffin, also
sound as ever. He removed the sli le,
wiped off the glass, and behold, thfre lav
his mother. Just as she had be.en put In
the coffin forty-one years before. Her
features were .perfect, only the face was
a little dark. The lace cap on her head,
the white ribbon about the neck, and the
garments she wore, were all perfectly
preser veid.
I had heard him speak of his mother,
and say, “Oh. if it was possible for me to
kneel by her side and look into her dea**
face that is printed ddlly on my memo
ry and sav. “Mother, how* is vour toy;
s^eak to hint; say one word to cheer
him.” And now here—as by a miracle—
his wish was realized. He was kneeling
hf.* the side of the mother he had .lever
dreamed of seeing again.
It was an overpowering experience. Tt
seemed to annihilate tlie long years anu
make him a boy again, standing desolate
and stricken as on that day, when he
saw his best friend lowered out of hts
sight. Since coming homo he Ins
dreamed of his experience nt ills mother’s
grave, only in Ills dream, she optned tier
eves, looked at him. smiled and spoke,
mid smiling, rose from the coffin. He
thinks It will he that way at the resur
rection.
Our pastor's mother died ln November.
1864 while liis father was in the army,
and friends had iter put In a metallic
casket, thinking her husband might wish
to have her disintered and laid elsewhere,
hut alas! in one month and three days
he was buried beside her.
This Is true, and happened Just as re
lated It affected our pastor deeply. 1
wonder If any onG pf your readers has
had a similar experience. „„„
E PLURIBUS UNI M.
ESUS left the hospitable
villa of His friends to Join
the pilgrim caravan on Its
way to the festivities of
the Passover week. He
was enthusiastically wel
coined. These Galilean
travelers had a local pride
in the wonder-working
prophet of Nazareth. They
felt It to be an honor to
be His escort to Jerusa
lem.
Jesus sent two of His
disciples ahead to bring the beast on
which He should ride. They would find
i‘ tethered at a certain point. Mention
of 771s name and need would be all that
was necessary to secure it. This com
paratively Insignificant incident, tlie re
quest for the beast ln the well known
name of the Nazarene, hastily reported
from mouth to mouth along the crowded
thoroughfare, would serve notice (as it
was designed to do) of Jesus' approach.
Up from a thousand pilgrims’ booths on
T7i e slopes of Olivet came an eager
throng, out from the city gate came
pouring an ever-augmenting multitude
of those who were only awaiting a signal
of Jesus’ approach.
Jesus was mounted now, and so ln
plain view of tlie lagrest possible num
ber. He rode a beast considered appro
priate for a sacred function—one never
ridden before. As only an ox that had
never worn the yoke was esteemed fit
for the altar, so this foal that had never
been saddled was meet for the Master’s
use.
Such a transport of admiring loyalty
seized that mighty throng as made all
former ebulitions seem faint in compari
son. The palm-trees were stripped to
provide tlie emblems of victory. Ten
thousand abbas were proffered to carpet
tlie highway with. A litter—a mattress
of twigs and green grass—was formed so
that the King’s beast migli t tread softly
beneath Him.
And now the multitude burst forth ln
a noble psalm of welcome, the rear
guard responding antiphonally to the
van.
The first glimpse of the city is the
signal for a salvo of joy and praise.
David's city is called to welcome David's
Son. When from the crest of Olivet the
city and temple lay at tile pilgrims' feet,
they raised such a shout tliat it pene
trated to the star chamber of the San
hedrin, and keyed to its highest pitch
tlie murderous jealously of the rulers of
Israel as they exclaimed, criminating
each other: "Perceive ye how* ye pre
vail nothing Behold, the world has gone
after Him!”
The crowd looked and shouted. Jesus
looked and wept. His patriotic heart Is
stirred as He sees the fate Impending
over the city, which knows not the
things which belong to her peace.
Some forward Pharisee, with ominous
glance at the Tower Antonia, exhorts
Jesus to suppress this demonstration.
But Jesus puts the seal of His approval
upon this festal spectacle, ln the decla
ration that the very rocks would find
tongues to welcome, lf the people did
not.
So the Messenger of Malachl came sud
denly to the temple. But a venal hier
archy could not abide the day of His
coming. He calmly looked about as the
Divine proprietor of all. But His pres
ence was like refiners’ fire and fullers’
soap to the dross and filth of the ecclesi
astical establishment.
ANALYSIS AND KEY,
1. The Triumphal Entry.
No mere Incident.
Event of large degree.
Not accidental, but designed.
Consistent with His plan.
Presents Hinzself for acceptance or
rejection
2. Contrast with Other Triumphs.
Meekness, lowly equipage.
Absence of captives and epolls.
Accorded by common people.
Not Church or State.
Yet most significant triumph of
history.
3. Evanescence of Popular Ovations.
4. Lasting Enthusiasm for Jesus.
How produced.
What channels It can take.
THE TEACHERS' LANTERN.
The triumphal entry was not a mere
passing Incident or accident of Jesus'
approach. ‘It was a very large event.
*****•••
Jesus deliberately planned this entry
and made It as effective as possible. He
was not captured by the multitude; He
captured It. and used It for His purpose.
The orderly precision of all His move
ments indicates this. The royal entry
was integral part of the history of
Christ, which would not be complete nor
thoroughly comsiste?Tt without it.
#*** + ••9
He openly came to His own. The issue
was pressed. They must now accept or
reject. The test was not made in any
dark corner, either. Nothing could have
been more conspicuous.
*****•••
Was it mere coincidence that the Lamb
of God ctjme to Jerusalem on the very
day on which the paschal lamb was se
lected and set aside for sacrifice? It
was the 10th of Nisan. The admiring
joy of the people also marked Him as
fit and worthy.
••*••••«
A triumphal entry, true! But how
many points of contrast it presents to all
other “triumphs” the world is familiar
with! Meekness of victor, lowliness of
equipage, absence of capitves and spoils—
a triumph accorded not by chiefs of
Church or State, but by common peoplt
Y'et even Pompey’s triumph pales iti
comparison. No similar spectacle was
ever fraught with such significance to
the whole race.
Something some time and somewhere I rememher tKo , ,,
“ * no longer nee- LT^r’ gfveS
to aid my memory.
essary to create beings by evolution, then
it is mere guesswork that there ever -was
such a thing. I believe no one will say
that evolution has stopped. But man al
ways was man and tlie part that evolu
tion has played has been in improving
the race, just the 3ame as degeneration
has pulled it down, and both forces havt
‘been at work from the beginning of this
world, and to deny part of the Bible you
must deny it all. God created man out
of the dust of tlie earth and woman out
of his rib and both were perfect human
beings, as children arc perfect until tliey
ate of the forbidden fruit, when they be-
came as we are now conscious of rlcfht
anrl wrong. That was the first step in
degeneration. Then came sickness, mur
der and deatli. And the great Instigator
ot wrongdoing is and has always been
envy and Jealousy. Nine-tenths ' of all
wrong has its origin in those two sins.
And just as they wore allowed to rule
the race, the race degenerates, and just
as they were stricken down and put be
hind The race, as well as the individual,
has evolved into a higher order, and evo
lution has not changed a monkey foto a
man, but a wild beast Into a civilized
Mother Meb, may I tarry long enough
to speak to those W'ho have remembered
4? nice wa nts to unite me
with Elam. “Dee-lighted.” I m sure,
but I am generous enough to allow
M-izpah Geraldine or some of the other
girls to try to capture him. Yes thev
can have first choice at Elam’s ’ heart
and his big farm.
Mother Meb, where is Texas Boy? I
remember that the answer to “Fay’s”
valentine came out in the Household for
“Fa,ye.” I was tickled to death, but I
don’t know how envious was the other
“Fay.”
Sunshine Jo, I appreciate the compli
ment you paid me. I read somewhere
that southern men were forgetting the
art of saying charming things about
women. I don’t believe a word of it.
Another paper printed this assertion of
a southern woman: “Southern gentle
men are exceptions, and southern chiv
alry is a fiction." Perhaps this woman
is related to Cousin Reddy.
I am well aware that there is noth
ing brilliant in this letter, but I am
hoping the mater will print it because,
human being. Take, for instance, oi^r, J° u se e, I don’t want you to forget
BACK TALK TO MY COUSINS.
Mr. J. M. Clark: Thank you, sir, for
your kind appreciation.
Mr. J. Mason: With your kind leave.
I should like to say that you treat your lm ...
subject with a good deal of precision, j thin k lt ou t for vourself. you may
You know what you are talking about, j vour th | n k ar an fl set it to grinding,
and I follow* with thorough appreciation r f( J r * hpre ls the what an d the why of
and interest. Of course, you know ‘hat socia j lsm in a nutshell:
the Roman church has been, and per- j ( Thp elemental, fundamental, bed-
haps still Is. a bitter foe to evolution of I rflP k principles: Each and every one
any kind. This wonderful, powerful | should get n’l he earns and earn all he
organization, headed by Pius X. keeps | g P | S
a sharp lookout that science should not 2 That principle applied to economic - .
damage religious theories! You are right; | ar ,,t industrial affniTs: All means of ing wav of looking at every pretty worn-
let people master a subject before they | production (as factories, mines. lands, an he met, as if he loved her
get up and condemn It. | e fc..) and of distribution (as railroads, urcoraaiPPi
Mrs. Roddey: My judgment on the steamboats, shins, telegraphs, tele-hones. 1 _ „ n « T TiwTnii o«rr»T»T>T , T»9
young man W'lio broke his engagement p(r j should be owned and controlled hv I WHY HAS EVOLUTION Siurrtiitt
with his fiance when he knew she had t j 1P whole people, and run without I Dear Mrs. Bryan: May I express my-
corresponded in a friendly wav with -‘profit" to any one nnd without deduc- self briefly on a few of the subjects oc-
OTHER PEOPLE’S THOUGHTS.
“How unfortunate it is that thought*
■anr.oi be fired ’broadside.’ like guns of
‘ ri-tth »”.—*• r> ■'*■ at :
time like the cartridges of a pistol.
“I have tried to keep utr with the cur
rent literature of the day, hut for the
sole purpose of distilling trom It a po
lite essence with which to perfume my
conversation or correspondence, in the
effort to be agreeable to that other
wise charming class of ladies, who
seem to think that reading or thinking ls
a waste of time and tNought.’
Still another writer says that “the best
expressions are not .far-fetched, and have
an air of simplicity appearing to spring
from the truth itself."
Another says: “The essence of an in
tellectual life does not reside In extent
of science or in perfection of expression,
but ln a constant preference for higher
thoughts over lower thoughts, and this
preference may be tlie habit of a mind
Which has not any considerable amount
of information.”
An author, in describing his heroine,
said that she w*as “a lily-hunted, lily-
sou led, lily-handed little witch.”
This from another is sweet and pretty:
“That faint, dainty fragrance of fresh
millinery; and that subtle, intangible
charm which, like an aroma, seems con
stantly exhaling from a lovely and well-
dressed woman.
Here Is a quotation that ls quite a puz
zle to me. at least: “There are no ugly
women; there are only women who do
not know how to look pretty."
This one is easy: “He had a charm-
MISSISSTPPI WILLIE.
other men before she knew him, is that
he is either an ignoramus or a libertine.
An ignoramus because, after being en
gaged to her and having been a good
deal ln her company, lie knew her not
better than to condemn her at the first
opportunity. If he had heen reared in
a model family and been an honest,
manly young fellow, esteeming and ad
miring womanhood, he would not have
acted that way. Then, if he had not
been a simpering m ral coward, he would
have stepped in boldly, but cooliy. and
said t> those college boys, “Young men.
the subject of your Jests is my promised
tions from any one's labor save a small
per cent to he used for internal im
provements. old-age pensions, etc. These
various industries will be run on the
same principle that ©ur postofflee sys
tem Is now run. With the l©ttiat!ve.
referendum and recall (that iF*-^.-© peo
ple's rieht to propose a law. vn e on It
themselves, and recall any officer from
dce*-pelter to president nt any time he
•fails to g|v> satisfaction), these would
keep the government In the hands of
the ppop’e. Such a government ^puld
rot he paternalism, hut froternalfsm.
Any on* who is afraid to trust tho poo-
cupytng the attention of the Household?
First, l want to ask why evolution has
stopped? Or rather, why no more hu
man beings are made that way? Some
may say tt is no longer necessary. But
why not? Then do the race continue
to evolute into something else? Since the
earliest record, have 'the human race de
veloped ln any respect? That is. are
they different from what men were then,
taking Into consideration their different
environments? If we first were mere
atoms, did tlie atoms come from nothing?
And If not, how did they start? At once
Into existence? Or by stages or degrees?
learned John Mason, give him an equally
learned and what we called refined wife,
and while it will take hundreds of years
to do it. if their offspring be placed among
environments calculated to do so, they
will degenerate Into savages and wild
men and women, but never while God's
sun shines into anything °lse but human
beings. Tlie point T winh to make is
tbTs: Everything is capable of back-
breeding, oven down to its very beginning
except those things that are not capable
of being bred at ail. What. John Mason,
has become of (those human atoms?
What lias become of the human race of
monkeys? Have all been evohited into
tlie human race? I am no lettered man;
my learning comes from contact and
study of nature, and it is » well known
fact that all very learned men are some
times wrong and wise men can learn
some things of fools. There Is something
in tlie woman’s reason “because." It is
not always prejudice nor ignorance, hut
we believe because we believe and the
why or wherefore we know n r>t. Romp-
times it Is early teachings, but not always
And T 'have seen the most stubborn minds
blindly follow some fake fad, and as
tlie evolutionist and socialist get mad and
think hard that others can’t look at things
from their viewpoint, forgetting wo can
only see one thing at ’the time and our
vision very often sees only mirages and
all things are not known and a great
many guesswork. CRACKER.
THE GIRL WITH THE HATCHET.
Don and I have been constructing
some seats under the Immense oaks near
our home. Don, I may explain, ls my
nephew, and since he attended school,
knows just a little more than he gives
me credit for. He and I do not always
agree, so one-half the time we argued, the
other half we talked. As far as visible
results are concerned, our afternoon Is
lost, but Don. the optimist, thinks we
will have our outdoor sitting room fin
ished “’fore long.” I am afraid the
lights and shadows flecking the gray
trunks of tlie oaks, the eoft, grass-
cushion and the murmuring music of
the boughs will “put the tiahdness in
mv bones till I can’t wo’k no mo’.”
A hatchet has a fascination for me.
Perhaps (though. I hope not), under dif
ferent environments. I might have be
come a Carrie Nation. My first ex
ploit with the hatchet has. burned itself
into my memory, though it occurred
when I was 4 years old. My brother
owned a tawney Shepherd dog, a much
admired animal. One day I saw him
digging away In a futile efTort to dis
lodge a bone frozen ln the ground.
Armed with a hatchet and a well-meant
but blundering desire to help, X sallied
forth. It was never quite clear to me
if Shep was over eager and put himself
In danger’s way or if my aim was err
ing. but the result was the same; I
took off a bit, just the merest trifle, of
Shep's black nose. He howled tremen
dously and fled to his owner for com
fort. I was heartbroken over the unex
pected turn of affairs, but did I run to
my brother for consolation? Indeed,
not! I gave a glance at C. G.’9 wrath
ful face and was instantly ‘possessed
with with a desire to bo near mamma.
FAYE.
LOOK FORWARD.
‘ be 1 :ev,. witli Gana that it l§ more
beneficial to look forward to our future
destiny than backward to our mysterious
origin. God created us out of dust,
whether instantly or according to His
law of slow growth, we do not know, but
the main point is that He breathed into
man a part of Himself and man became
a living soul.
No part of God can die. Scientists telt
us that matter is indestructible; that no
particle of matter lias been lost since
the world began, and dead bodies, like
other matter, only change their form—
the same elements are there. This being
true of matter, how supremely true
should it be of that fine, celestial es
sence—the soul.
“Can it be
Matter immortal, and shall spirit die!
Above the nobler shall the less noble
rise?
Shall man alone for whom all else re
vives
Know not a resurrection? Man alone
Imperial man—be sown on barren ground
Less privileged than grain on which he
feeds?”
ANTIQUE.
Collinsville, Ala.
ONE YEAR’S FARM EXPERIENCE.
The letters from our farmers and farm
er women simply thrilled me. Nothing
gives me more pleasure than to know
that women are making independent liv
ings in the country. What a glad thought
for those who are weary of the confine
ment of store and office life In our
crowded cities. All* of my life I have
longed for a home in the country. As I
belong to the large army of bread win
ners. it Is necessary that I should live
near a good market so as to dispose of
what I raise and grow. I find no en
couragement from my friends in the city;
they tell me that I am better suited for
city than for country life, hut I know
better, for I have proved to my satisfac
tion that I could make u success—of
course, conditions being even. Some
years ago, while visiting on a large
farm, the strawberries.l ettuce and poul
try were turned over to me. I found the
greatest pleasure working with them and
I was fully repaid; we had all the ber
ries we wanted for the table and some
to sell. I raised more poultry and had
more eggs to sell than had ever been
known on the place before, but when the
year was out I had to return to the
city, and that ended my country life and
my efforts at gardening and raising
poultry. I wonder lf any of the members
are interested in metaphysics? With best
wishes for a merry Christmas and happy
Now 'Year to you dear Mrs. Bryan and
alj the Household, will say goodby.
Atlanta, Ga. CALLIE FOWLER.
Her Complaint.
Nell—Oh, he makes me tired. He's
always trying to kiss me.
Belle—But you told me you liked him
so much you wouldn’t mind if he did
kiss you.
Nell—That’s just it. He’s “always try
Ins" and doesn’t get any further.