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The Morgan Monitor.
VOL. II. NO. 14. II PER YEAR.
That’s just the amount you need, and
then-”
“Oh, but, Dolly, I couldn’t! Why,
what are you thinking of? Explain to
a milliner? ABk Mme. La Rue to givo
me back the money? I never could in
the world! Besides, it would just
break my heart to part with it.”
“Then go to your father, Madge
dear, and tell him.”
Oh, but, Dolly, that’s impossible,
too ! You see,” flushing a little, “he
had to help me out last month. You
know I broke Nellie Graham’s gold
locket, and it cost so much to get it
repaired, I had no idea. Well, I
couldn’t pay the bill, so I had to go
to papa, and he lectured me so. He
is so particular. He said I was care¬
less and extravagant, and if I could
not learn to manage better ho would
have to stop my allowance altogether,
and just give me fifty cents a week for
spending money the way ho used to ;
and I couldn’t bear that. It would be
too humiliating.”
“I wish your mother was at homo,”
Dolly said, thoughtfully.
“So do I,” sighed Madge. “But
she i sn >t t and I must have the money.
Look here. Dolly, Do you think I
could get it if I could screw up my
I courage to tell that Katherine up and
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Leave thy sowing, leave thy spinning!
Leave the world and all its sinning.
Come and pray!
Greet the joyous, radiant morning,
Lift your hearts up to the dawning
Easter day.
... tar lilies chastely glisten,
See! they raise i heir heads and listen,
Murmuring, Peace!
Listen to the songs of gladness,
That through sorrow and through sadness
Never cease.
Hear that glorious anthem ringing,
One clear treble voieo is singing
Wondrously:
“I know that my Redeemer Jiveth,
The love that unto earth He giveth
Cannot die!”
One long sun-ray brightly beaming,
Through the chancel window streaming
On his face,
Seems to saint the siuger lowly,
Seems to bless all in the holy
Dim-lit place.
reace that puts an end to sorrow,
That all heavenly hopes doth borrow,
On Easter day;
These are guerdons, Christian, giving
Blessing, love, and joy in living;
Come and pray!
—Pcrcival Sleet.
AN EASTER THIEF.
BY JUDITH SPENCER.
ililr H, Dolly, Dolly,
I’m in such a
mm "TM pickle!”
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;{ looked up and
HSl . )m .§/ laughed a little
at her friend’s
distressed face.
“Madge, dear,
in pickle. What is it you are always
a this time?”
Madge Townsend threw herself bock
desparingly in fhe big armchair.
“This is the worst one yet 1” she
sighed.
Dolly laid down her embroidery
and looked at her inquiringly.
“You know I’m tho Treasurer of our
‘Merry Workers’Circle,’” Madgo be¬
gan.
“Yes.”
“And the money from our dues nnd
fines, and the sale of dolls and aprons
amounted altogether to fourteen dol¬
lars and seventy-five cents, We’ve
been trying to get it up to fifteen dol¬
lars, and we were going to give it for
an Easter oficring at church to morrow
afternoon.”
“Yes ;well?”
“Well, it’s gone!”
"Gone?”
“Yes; gone, and worse yet—stolen !
Not a soul knows yet but you and I,
and the thief, of course. "But isn’t it
awful, and what shall I do?”
“Stolen, Madge? But I don’t uu-
derstand who could have stolen it.
Where did you keep it?”
“Well, I was counting it over only
day before yesterday, and I laid it
down on my mantel—it was in the
Tiffany note-paper box I’ve always
kept it in—and then, well, to tell the
truth, 1 forgot and left it out there,
aud to day when I remembered and
went to look for it it was gone. =
“But that doesn’t prove S: WHS
stolen, Madge.”
“Doesn’t it? When nobody has
been near my room but Katherine,tho
new waitress—I never liked her—aDd
she has a sick sister, she pretends, who
needs ail kinds of expensive medicines
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“DOLLY LAID DOWN Him EMBROIDERY.”
and things. Of course she stole it.,and
I don’t know what to do. Mother is
still away, and I really don’t dare ac¬
cuse Katherine to her face. There’s
no knowing what she might do, but
it’s awful to have such a thief around.
And then, Dolly, to-morrow’s Easter.
I’m responsible for that money, and
how am I going to replace it?”
“Your allowance?” suggested Dolly.
“But I haven't fifty cents loft. Yon
know how money always slips through
my fingers. I really meant to do better
this month,but Thursday I bought the
loveliest new hat for Easter. When I
saw Jennie Warren’s I was dying with
envy, bat mine is much prettier, and
it ought to be—it cost fifteen dollars.
Idon’t know what mamma will say,
but it’s a beauty.”
“Look hero, Madge. Wouldn’t they
take it baok again if you explained ?
upon quires of pink, glazed paper
which showed them off to the best ad¬
vantage.
She smothered a sigh as she care¬
fully wrapped them in paper, for they
had been a labor of love, and sho had
counted so much upon her mother’s
and sisters’ pleasure in the surprise
she had prepared for thorn, For-
tunately, no one was in the secret but
her friend and herself; and if by
sacrificing them she could get poor,
careless Madge out of this serious dif¬
ficulty, ought she not be willing, even
glad, to do so? And especially ns
during the evening she would have
time to embroider initials on a hand¬
kerchief apiece for her mother and
sisters, and she could make other
centrepieces at some future time.
Together the girls went out and
down to one of the large fancy-goods
shops where they were both unknown.
Dolly turned rosy red, as she stated
her errand, and flushed still more
deeply when the head woman calmly
but decidedly freused to buy.
The Bame thing occurred again.
The afternoon was waning; the girls
were in despair. Dolly had a music
lesson at half-past four, aud at last
there was nothing for her to do but
leave Madge with the undisposed of
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ri EASTER TREASURE.
I tilled my house with flowers for Eastar Day,
All that the loveliest nnd sweetest bloom;
I In every nook some cluster lay,
Perfume and beauty gracing every room.
k Boses nnd lilies, spicy holiotropo.
Carnations, hyacinths and daffodils,
Pansies for thoughts of love and ardont liopo,
And sweot bluo violets bringing balm for ills. *
The flowers wero all for him, my boy, my boy!
And I thought gain mayhap ho might from little heaven added look joy, smiling down
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Seeing his mother's lovo in blossoms shown.
Thero was a woman bowed with grief and caro
Who-told me, amid tears, how faraway
i In father-land hi>r kinsfolk forth would faro
To church with hymns nnd flowers on Easter Day.
il it
Poor homesick soul! I had no flowers to spare,
But yot, grief somehow hath eompolling power;
I gavo from all my rich abundance there j
A small jar with a rod geranium flower.
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A neighbor’s My little child came bringing mo j
A single lily. flowers stood In ranks ;
What could a single added lily bo 1
I took It from her little loving hand,
Ami gave the eager upturned faco a kips; ,1
My boy in heaven would soe and understand i
How mid bis wealth of flowers came also tills.
That night I dreamed of Holds and gardens fair
Where light was shining nnd where fountains played,
,1 Where chanting voicos thrilled the fragrant air,
And whito-robed peoplo with glad faces strayed.
And one thero was. a little • :y apart,
My boy, my own, in heavcn f s sweet Enste r hour,
Clasping A and with radiant smile upon bis heart
lily, a red geranium flowor! 1
—Mary L. B. Branch.
that I knew she was a thief, and
to have her arrested if sho
not put it back on my mantel by
morning?”
“Oh, no, no, Madge; don’t think of
It isn’t a question of courago,
but thero might bo some mis¬
“No there isn’t,” Madge said, posi¬
tively ; “and how else am I to get the
?”
“Madge, would you mind my tell¬
mamma?”
“Oh, Dolly, 1 should die of shame
if anyone were to know of it but you.
Even the girls must never know what
a careless treasurer I am 1”
Dolly looked very thoughtful and
anxious. Tnis seemed to her the worst
Ecrnpe her happy-go-lucky friend had
ever got into. Madge was a warm¬
girl, but careless and extrava¬
as her father had said, and Dolly
that if she could not suggest some
remedy, even worse trouble
follow. While Mrs. Townsend
away with her sick mother, con¬
Dolly felt that in a way sho
be guardian over thoughtless
and extricate her from ail her
At last her brow cleared.
- “Madge, dear.”
“Yes, Dolly?”
“I think I can help you out,”
“Ob, you darling! I knew you
1”
“I have five dollars you can take. I
was saving it for—but no matter; and
then there’s my embroidery. If we
only sell those three centre¬
I’ve just finished!”
Mudge knew that her friend had
been working on them for the past
two months, in secret, for Easter gifts
for her mother and her two married
sisters, and her heart gavo a quick
throb of compunction and regret as
she realized the extent of Dolly’s gen¬
erosity.
“Oh, but, Dolly, would you?”
“Yes, dear, on condition that you
tell your mother all about it, and ask
her advice just tho minuto she gets
home.”
Madge promised, and Dolly brought
from their hiding place the three
beautiful centrepieces, whioh had
been carefully pressed, and tacked
POPULATION AND DRAINAGE.
MORGAN, GA., FRIDAY, APRIL 16,1897.
counted out the money and banded it
to Madgo.
With a grateful “thank you” Madge
hurried away, stopping just for a mo¬
ment to tell Dolly of her suocess and
then speeding onward to her home.
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ONCE? SHE FALTERED. ”
embroideries and hasten back to bo in
timo for her lesson.
Meanwhiio, Madgo had been expe¬
riencing a variety of emotions. At
first indignation against the new wait¬
ress—the thief—who had mado this
disagreeable business necessary, hail
been uppermost in her mind. But
gradually, as she noted Dolly’s eager
interest nnd anxiety to help her and
her distress at their lack of success,
she began to feel a sort of admiring
envy of her unselfish, loyal friend, and
a queer sort of indignation against
herself and her own carelessness in
leaving money for which she was
responsible lying around where tho
first dishonest person could take it un-
perceived.
If she was so to blame, surely she
ought to bo willing to endure a little
humiliation. So, with sudden deter¬
mination, sho started for the fancy-
goods shop, which hor mother always,
patronized, and where she was well
known.
The head woman, Mrs. Leo, herself
came Madge forward,smiling and bowing when
entered.
“Good afternoon, Miss Townsend,
what can I show you to-day?”
“Oh, I’ve not como to buy,” Madge
stammered. “I’ve como to show you
something. It isn’t my work—it’s a
friend’s—but she has let me take it,
because—because—mamma is away,
and we want to raise some money be¬
fore a certain day, and—and—we
oouldn’t tbmk of any other way.”
“I see, yes, the embroidery is very
prettily done. You want to leave it
hero for mo to sell for you on commis¬
sion ?”
Madge’s faco flushed still rnoro
deeply.
“We—that is I—need tho money at
once,” sho falterod.
“How much do you want?” inquired
Mrs, Lee, hor eyebrows lifted in sur¬
prise.
“Oh, what must she be thinking of
me?” thought Madge. “Niue dollars
and seventy-five cents, please,” she
murmured, faintiy. And Mrs. Lee,
knowing that the work would readily
sell for more than that amount, and
feeling, too, that it might be poor
policy to refuse to oblige the daughter
of one of her beat customers, smilingly
Her heart was lighter than it had
been all day, and yet she felt a
strange, unexplainable, underlying
burden of regret and shame.
To her joyful surprise an upward
glance as sho approaohed the house,
revealed her mother’s faco at the win¬
dow.
“Oh, mamma, mamma dear!” sho
cried, as sho threw herself in her
mother’s arms, "how 1 havo wantod
you and longed for you! Don’t leave
mo again. Aud I’ve so much to tell
you. You will be sorry and ashamed
of me, I know. I havo been so care¬
less, so cowardly, but you ought to
know about Katherine at once. It is
really dreadful. And Dolly Morton is
the dearest, noblest, most generous
girl I know.” And then she poured
into her mother’s ears the whole story
of the stolen money, and how sho had
been afraid to accuse tlio thief to hor
face, ashamod to go to her father
again and tell of hor carolossness and
extravagance, and how unhappy she
had been until Dolly Merton had so
sweetly Mrs. Townsend como forward looked to her roliof.
sho listened this very grave
as to recital. When
Madge had finished she said:
“The first thing to do is to buy back
Dolly’s embroideries and return them
to her at once with the money she gave
you. Here is my purse, go back di¬
rectly to Mrs. Lee and pay hor what¬
ever she may ask. The other si do of
the matter wo will consider later on.
Hurry now, dear, or the shop will be
closod before you can got thero.”
Mrs. Lee smiled as Madge reap¬
peared breathless before her.
“Mamma has just returned,” the
young girl said, joyfully, “and she
knows all about it and has sent me to
buy back tho centrepieces you so
kindly bought from me just now.”
So Mrs. Leo brought them out and
wrapped them up, and refused to take
more than she had just paid for them,
knowing well that by so doing she was
paving the way for generous profits in
the future.
That evening, right after dinner,and
just as Dolly had shut herself in her
room and was diligently at work on
one of tho haiulkcrchiofs, which wero
to take tho place of her pretty vanished
centre-pieces on tho morrow, there
came a tap at tho door,and thero were
the centre-pieces again; and a note
from Madge telling how hor mother’s
unexpected return enabled her to solid
back tho embroideries and the money
wit h a thankful heart, at it the assurance
that she would never forget hor friend’s
sweet kindness.
So Madge,asTreasureroftho “Merry
Workers,” handed in fourteen dollars
and seventy-five conts after the service
that Easter afternoon.
And sho felt very thankful that
everything had turned out so well—
for hor sick grandmother was improv¬
ing—her mother was at home again—
and Dolly’s willing sacrifice had been
unnecessary after all.
But still sho was not happy, and
strnngoly enough,sho took no pleasure
in tho now hat which only yesterday
she had thought so fine. It had seemed
impossible to part with it thon, though
sho had been ready enough to accept
Dolly’s far greater sacrifice! Sho half
envied Dolly to-day, wearing hor old
felt; her money had not been all spent
upon herself! And Madgo ponitently
resolved to please her fathor by learn¬
ing to spend her allowance more wise¬
ly and less selfishly in tho future, and
to keep a certain proportion of it for
an “emergency fund” as Dolly had so
often laughingly advised.
But about another thing sho was
still dissatisfied and uncomfortable.
Though her mother bad como to her
rescue and supplied the missing money,
the fact remained unalterod that tho
“Merry Workers' ” money had been
stolen, aDd the thief was still at largo.
Mamma had said,as Dolly had dono:
“There may be some mistako. I am
not suro that Katherino took tho
money.”
Madge They woro both very blind, for
felt positive that it was so.
“What olso could havo become of
it?” she had asked herself, conclu¬
sively, again and again.
But on Easter Monday morning, as
sho was rummaging through her un-
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tidy closet for a missing glove, she
box—a camo suddenly upon a familiar looking
Tiffany's note-paper box—with
its contents all untouched ! Aud then,
in a quick-shamed flash of recollection
she saw herself hastily placing it there,
out of sight, when sho was oalled
downstair? suddenly, several days be¬
fore. And feather-brain that she was,
sho had afterward forgotten all about
it.
Her mother had gone out aud it
seemed au age until she returned and
Madge could mako a full and completo
confession.
“Oh, mamma, what hnvo I done?”
she cried penitently, “I have ac-
cased an iunooent persoD. What
amends can I ever make to poor Kath-
criuo 1 I have been so wicked, so
selfish, so thoughtless, so blind and
silly aud extravagant. I can see it all
now. I have been learning so many
lessons those past few days, and now,
this, too 1"
Mrs. Townsend laid hor hand ten¬
derly upon her daughter’s bowed
head.
“They are all comprised in this, my
dear: ‘Charity,’ which is the same as
love, ‘sufforeth long and is kind ; cn-
vieth not, is not easily provoked,
thinketh no evil. 1 ”
“Ah yes, mamma, I understand,and
that is Dolly’s way; it must be,”
Madge said, thoughtfully. “And be¬
fore next Easter comes around,” she
continued, looking up steadfastly into
her mother’s eyos, “I will try to make
it my way, too.”—Frank Leslio’s
Pleasant Hours,
Good Friday Superstitions,
There are many quaint superstitions
attached to Good Friday. From ear¬
liest Creole days the girls in the French
quarter have made It a point to rise
at break of day and clip tho ends of
their hair; the adage runs that such
action seoures a beautiful aud glossy
growth. But it must bo borno in mind
that the clipping must bo dono before
daylight.
Here are some other superstitions:
If you have been unsuccessful in rais¬
ing a plant, put a cutting in tho
ground on Good Friday morning; the
plant will thrive into graco and beau¬
ty. It is very unlucky to sow or cut
out a garment ou Good Friday. The
person for whom tho garment is de¬
signed will never live to wear it. If
you have a great desire to obtain a
particular wish which is your dream
by night and day,visit seven churches,
praying for your wish, and it will bo
granted. Another way of obtaining
your desire is to bo in tho ohuroh ex
aotly ns tho clocli strikos 3, anil ask
your favor. It will bo granted within
the week,
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“I’ll be glad when Lent is over.”
An Aesthetic Jack Horner Pie.
A new idea will lend interest to a
luncheon that is to be given during
the Easter holidays by a New York
schoolgirl. Tho table will havo ns a
centrepiece a nest of excelsior, com¬
pletely covered with smilax, maiden¬
hair l'erns and violets. Within tho
nest there aro to ho little Eastor gifts,
or, more properly speaking, Easter
favors, for the guests. To each of
these favors a ribbon of pale violet or
green is to he attaohed, and then laid
across or along tho table to the place
of the guost for whom it is intended,
the end boing made into a graceful
bow.
These ribbons are to be considered
as moiely decorative until just beforo
the guosts leave tho table, when the
flowers aud ferns aro to bo lifted from
the top of tho nest, and a light “rein-
ing-in" movemont of each ribbon will
bring tho gift socured to the other end
safely to its destination. It is simply
an aesthetic, idoalized Jack Horner
pic.
A Gentle Easter Reminder,
lie bad boon reading au Eastor bon¬
net pleasantry aloud to hor, but sho
did not join in his “ha-ha,”
He read it over, but sho was silent
and unappreciativo as before.
Thon he grow a little indignant and
exclaimed:
“Great Scott, Maria I Haven’t you
any sense of humor at all?”
“Really,” she replied, “you can’t
expect doesn’t anybody understand, to laugh at what ho
It has boon so
long sinco I’ve scon au Easter bonnet
that I honestly don’t feel like assum¬
ing that I know what one is.”—Wash¬
ington Star.
One Place Where She Was Not.
“This is tho only troublo I ovor got
into,” said a oitizen of Arkansas City
as his neighbors drew him wet and
shivering from a cistern, “that didn’t
havo a woman at tho bottom of it.”—
Kansas City Journal.
T. P. GREEN, MANAGER.
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RANDOM REMARKS ON THE DING.
LEY TARIFF BILL.
"MUDSILL HAMMOND” IS QUOTED.
It AVns Ho Who First Said “Cotton 1*
King*’—William Sees a Proph¬
ecy Being Fulfilled.
In my last letter I said that I did
not, know who first said “cotton is
king.” This admission of my igno¬
rance seems to have surprised and
»" aliened somo of my Carolina friends
and now I know from many sources
that ox-Governor Hammond said it in
a speech in the United States senate in
1858, during the debate on the admis¬
sion of Kansas. It was a great speech,
for he was a great * man. It was a
states right speech such as Calliouu
might have made, and in it ho said:
“No, sir, you dare not make war on
cotton—cotton is king. Until lately
the bank of England was king, but last
fall she tried to put the screws upon
our cotton crop and was utterly van¬
quished—cotton is king.” That speech
gave much oftenso at the north and
won for him the titlo of "Mudsill
Hammond,” for in it he said: “In all
social systems there must be a class to
do tho drudgery of life—a class re¬
quiring but a low order of intellect
and but little skill. This class must
have vigor, docility and fidelity. Hu oh
a class you must have, or you would
not have that other and higher class
which leads progress, refinement, and
civilization. This inferior class con¬
stitutes the very mudsills of society
and of government, and you might as
well attempt to build a house in the
air ns to build except upon the mud¬
sills. Fortunately for the south, she
has a race adapted to that purpose.
We call thorn slaves—a word discard¬
ed by ears polite—but you have a sim¬
ilar class at the north. Yes, you have
it—it is there, it is everywhere, it is
eternal.”
I remember how the northern press
scarified him for his mudsill speech,
lmt ho spoke the truth and it is still
the truth, and more so for the mudsills
are more numerous now in proportion
to population. Almost everybody in
this region is a mudsill, and if that
Dingloy tariff hill becomes a law the
masses will all bo mudsills for the
privileged and protected classes. The
common people of a nation can never
prosper under a protective tariff until
a ran i can lift himself up by the straps
on his boots. Only the protected will
prosper and they are but a small class
compared with the unprotected. Even
Mr. Atkinson, the Boston statesman,
says the Dingley hill will prove a bur¬
den on the people aud bring in but
little revenue.
But T did not intend to branch off
on this tariff question, though it is an
alarming and serious one to the south¬
ern people, for wo mauufaeture noth¬
ing to speak of. Everything in this
room where I am writing came from
the north. I have been working in
my garden all day with northern tools
aud even the wheelbarrow has the
stamp of “Grand Rapids" upon it. I
didn’t, used to Vie n mudsill, but I am
now and my hands are so cramped by
digging and forking the ground that I
can hardly hold the pen in my lingers.
But Senator Hammond did not ltso
that word in any invidious sense, lie
did not mean to sling mud at anybody.
Ho had built a mill on his farm and
knew that it was necessury for the
mudsill to be sunk deep down below
the water and quicksand or olso the
floods would wash the mill away.
Protection props will not protect the
mill unless tho foundation is laid
deep and strong, and it is the toil anil
sweat of labor that makes our food anil
clothing. Labor is the mudsill—tlio
foundation of society and government.
Extinguish labor for a year or half a
year or oven a month and the Goulds
and Astors and Vanderbilts would
perish. Wo are told that thore is
never a week’s supply of food in New
York and those millionaires couldn’t
ride and wouldn’t walk to the west
after it. I am mighty sorry for these
rich and helpless people. Just let the
trains stop running and the cooks quit
cooking and all the butchers and ba¬
kers shops be closed for lack of sup¬
plies and all the horses get out of food
what would become of the millionaires
in New York city? They would bo as
helpless as a painted ship upon
a painted ocean. They would be
like Mr. Ronss, who says he will
give any man a million dollars who
will restore his sight. The mudsills
must the only not bo dishonored, for they are
class who are fulfilling des¬
tiny, for the Lord said to the man,
“by the sweat of thy face shall thou
eat bread.” Yes, I am a mudsill right
now, and if it is u curse it brings a
blessing with it. I work hard at
manual labor and get all over in a
sweat of perspiration, as Cobe says,
and I feel proud of my day’s work,
and Mrs. Arp gets off hor mutronly
dignity and walks out to see what I
have dono anil condescends a few re¬
marks of approbation. That satisfies
me till next morning, when I work
some more before breakfast—work
makes mo forget to brood over
little troubles and it gives me a good
appetite anil my food digests and I
sleep better and snore less and don’t
cry out with the nightmare. It is a
blessed privilege to be a mudsill, a
horny-handed son of toil, for it secures
good health and brings a man nearer
to his Creator, for he was made out of
dirt anil unto dirt ho must retnrn.
Adam worked in a garden and.so do I.
Eve stepped around and smiled on
Adam while he toiled and so does Mrs.
Arp smile on me. Ho let the tariff
roll on. It won’t affect what I raise
in my garden, I reckon,—B ill A-ur in
Atlanta Constitution.
PRESIDENT’S FLOOD MESSAGE
Promplly Acted Upon I5y Hohho and Sen-
ate—8200,000 Appropriated.
The president Wednesday sent the
following message to the senate and
house of representatives:
“Information which has recently
come to me from the governors of
Arkansas, Mississippi and Louisiana
and prom prominent citizens of these
states and Tennessee, warrants the
conclusion that widespread disaster,
involving the destruction of a large
amount of property and the loss of
human life has resulted from the
floods which have submerged that
section of the country. They are^
stated on reliable authority to be the
most destructive floods that have ever
dovasted the Mississippi valley, the
water being much higher than the
highest stage it has reached before.
Hundreds of acres of uncultivated
soil aud much growing crops are in¬
cluded in the submerged territory. In
this section alone there are 50,000
people whose property has been de¬
stroyed and whose business is totally
suspended. Growing crops have been
ruined, thousands of cattle have been
destroyed and the inhabitants are
threatened with starvation. A great
majority farmers of the sufferers are small
and they have thus been left
entirely destitute, and will be unpre¬
pared for work oven after the floods
have subsided.
“Under such circumstances the citi¬
zens of these states look for co-opera¬
tion and support from the national
government in relieving the pressing
cases of destitution for food, clothing
and shelter, which are beyond the
reach of local efforts. The authorities
who have communicated with the
executive recognize that their first, and
most energetic duty is to provide as
far as possible within their means for
caring for their own citizens, but
nearly all of them agree in the opinion
that after their resources have been
exhausted a sum aggregating at least
$150,000 and possibly $200,000 will
be required for immediate use.
The local authorities have reluctantly
confessed their inability to further
cope with the distressing situation un¬
aided by relief from the government.
«( The citizens’ relief committee, of
Memphis, which has taken prompt
action, has already cared for from
0,000 to 7,000 refugees from the flood¬
ed districts, and they are still arriving
in that city in largo numbers. Sup¬
plies and provisions have been sent to
the various points in Arkansas aud
Mississippi by this committee, but the
most that can be done by these efforts
is to partly relieve the most acute suf¬
fering.
“It 1ms, therefore, seemed to mo
that the people should be promptly in¬
formed of the suffering needs of these
stricken people, and 1 have communi¬
cated these facts in the honest belief
that the legislative branch of the gov¬
ernment will promptly reinforce the
work of the local authorities of the
states named. William McKinley.
“Executive Mansion, April 7, ’1)7.”
The message when read in both
houses, was promptly acted upon.
Congressman (latchings, of Missis¬
sippi, offered a resolution appropriat¬
ing $200,000 for the relief of the flood
sufferers. This resolution was prompt¬
ly passed by the senate and transmit¬
ted to the president who signed it at
1:55 p. m.
SIMPSON CREATES A SCENE.
II« Denounce Speaker Heed For Refusing:
to Name C'ommitteeH.
Mr. MimpHon (Pop.) Kansas, created
a scene in the house Wednesday by
denouncing Speaker Reed for his fail¬
ure to appoint committees and an¬
nouncing that he would oppose all at¬
tempts to legislate by consent until
the house was organized.
Speaker Reed replied that the house
had control of the speaker; reasonable
time had always been allowed the
speaker for estimating the new mem¬
bers; he had consulted with the new
members and he had supposed until
now that the feeling of the house was
that the committees should not yet be
appointed.
TWO BROTHERS-IN*LAW KILLED.
M ©reliant Mu y«, of Tumpa, .Shoots Will
And Mhpvo Hammond.
J. H. Mays, a business man of Port
Tampa City, Fla., shot and killed Will
anil Murve Hammond, his brothers-in-
law Wednesday evening.
Tho Hammonds have boon employ¬
ed by him, hut recently lie determined
to discharge them. Wednesday night
the brothers went into May’s storo
anil attacked him.
WANTS FUNDS FOR THE COURTS.
Attorney General McKenna Makes Appeal
for an Appropriation.
Attorney General McKenna lias
written a letter to the senate commit¬
tee on resolutions representing neces¬
sity for an immediate appropriation to
moot the expenses of tho spring terms
of the federal courts throughout tho
country. He says that unless an ap¬
propriation is made the transaction of
business will lie seriously embarrassed
and tho judges compelled to adjourn
court unless the practice, with all its
accustomed abuses, of issuing certifii-
cates is resorted to.
Ho suggests tho passogo of a joint
resolution as an emergency measure
appropriating $450,000.
There wore only 1SS7 natives ot
Greeco in the United States in 1890,
according to the Federal census, a
smaller number than of any other na¬
tionality of which computation was
made