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VOL.VI.
OVER THE BAR
Blindly the awkward spa *'t
Comes stumbling over the bar,
And the soldier ship I see
On the field of the ocean war;
But the signals gleam and the
seem
Idle and faint aud far.
Blindly* the awkward waves
Come stumbling into the ba^
And tlie old, old sea behaves *
Like a babe of yesterday;
But the lighthouse stands Ifr the
sands
And the ships are saved to-day.
Blindly die awkward thought »
Comes stumbling into my heart
And old bosom battles fought"
Are as play to this new art;
I or a wilder sea hath imprisoned tac,
And the tore i cannot impart.
Blindly the awkward words
Keep sattiing iu from afgr,
Till they join, like autumn birds.
In a song that ends the war;
And the words break out in a gentle
And my love is over the bar. .
—Collier’s Weekly. S'
THE EARRINGS
OF THE
I T was In the palmiest days of
Second Empire. It was an
ing in midwinter. The Paris
son was at its height, and a
audience had assembled at Lie
Frahcais to witness the performance
Jules Bandeau's delightful play.
moiselle de la Seigliere.”
The Empress was present,
and beautiful; the„Emperor at her
wrapped iu his favorite air of
abstraction, which, like Lord
celebrated nod, was supposed to
so much, yet which, viewed by the
partial light of subsequent
history, seems to have signified so
Several officers in glittering
were in attendance, sparkling with
imations showered upon them by
grateful sovereign; and among
gallant warriors, conspicuous by
of his attire, ’was a solitary,
black-coated civilian, in ordinary
ing dress, with the inevitable speck
retl at his buttonhole.
In a box, Immediately opposite
occupied hy their Imperial
was a young and exceedingly
Russian lady, Countess Ivanoff,
cerning whose manifold
the great world of Paris elected to
terest itself considerably.
The beauty aud wit of this fair
ern enchantress were the theme of
ery masculine tongue, and her
icent diamonds the envy of ail
beholders. The Countess was
panied by her husband, a man of
tinguished appearance.
! The curtain fell after the first act.
The Emperor aud Empress withdrew
during the intermission. Many hum¬
bler mortals followed their example;
among them Count Ivanoff, apparently
in nowise disturbed by the fact that
“gilded youth” in the stalls were bring¬
ing a small battery of opera-glasses to
bear upon the dazzling charms of his
beautiful wife. The Countess leaned
back in her luxurious chair, fanning
herself, serenely indifferent to the in¬
terest she was exciting. In the dim
light of her curtain-shaded box, the glit¬
ter of her splendid diamonds seetned to
form a sort of luminous halo round her
graceful head; a myriad starry bril¬
liants gleamed among the masses of her
gold-brown hair, and two priceless
stones flashed aud twinkled in her little
shell-tinted ears.
The Count had been gone but a few
minutes when there was a gentle knock
at the door, aud, in answer to the
Countess’ “Enter,” the usher appeared,
and said, deferentially:
“Pardon, Mme. la Comtesse; a gentle¬
man charged with a message from Her
Majesty the Empress waits in the cor¬
ridor, and desires to know if mndame
will have the goodness to receive him.”
“Certainly. Enter, I beg of you.
monsieur,” repliedrthe Countess, as she
recognized the distinguished-looking
civilian she had already noticed in close
proximity to the Emperor in the Im¬
perial box.
The visitor advanced a few steps, and,
standing in deep shadowy said whu
grave dignity:
“I trust my intrusion may be par¬
,
doned. I am desired by Her Majesty to
ask a favor of Mme. le Comtesse, and,
at the same time, to beg that she will
have the goodness to excuse a sorne
what unusual request.”
“The obligation will be mine If I can
fulfill even the least of Her Majesty’s
wishes,” replied the Countess.
“The case is this,” explained the gen¬
tleman. “An argument has arisen con
cerning the size of the diamonds in your
earrings and those of the
Jill The Empress begs that you
intrust one of your pendants to her
mare for a few- moments, as the only
satisfactory method of disposing of the
vexed question. I will myself return it
the instant Her Majesty gives it back
into my keeping.”
“With the greatest pleasure,” agreed
the Countess, detaching the precious
jewel forthwith, and depositing it, with¬
out misgiving, in the outstretched palm
of the Imperial messenger. The Count¬
ess bestowed a smile and gracious bow
of dismissal upon Her Majesty’s dis¬
tinguished ambassador.
) Shortly afterward Count Ivauoff re
“I have been talking to Du
jfclfcyer he remarked, as he seated bim
fellow, Dumont. I am
Methodist?' ■” 1 he at tUe must Em find Peror’s him partial- useful
a new . .... cxiureV \
want of an idea.”
fe^nt?” ■tkUuferes inquired the
■tic-. ”
THE RECORD
Look, ho has just entered the
box—the man in the black coat.”
“Is that M. Dumont?’ exclaimed the
Countess; “if so, he has been here
you were-away, He cams, on the
of the Empress, and carried off one
luy earrings which Her Majesty
to compare with one of the
IVoronzoff’s.”
“Dumont! Impossible! I was
ing to him the whole time l
sent.”
“Nevertheless, dear, he has been
and has taken my earring. Seel it
gone.”
“Effectively,” agreed the Count,
a grim Smile; “but Dumont lias
taken it. It is to the last degree
likely that the Empress' would
such a request. Depend upon it,
have beeu the Victim of a thief
up ns Dumont.”
“Impossible!” cried tue Countess
her turn. “The affair is absolutely ns
tell you. It was the veritable M.
mont who came intb this box and
away my diamond. Only wait a
and he will bring it back intact.”
"To wait a little Is to lessen
chance of Its recovery. 1 will go
inquire of Dumont, if I caii get at
whether he has been seized with a
den attack of kleptomania; because
idea of the Empress having sent
roaming about the theater borrowing
lady's jewels I regard as
Ah. these Parisian thieves'.”
With this the Count departed, nnd
second act was nearly at an end
he returned. In the meantime
Countess perceived that, she was an
ject of interest to the occupants ol’
Imperial box.
“I was right,” whispered the Count,
re-entering and bending over his
chair. “Dumont knows nothing of
earring, and, needless to say, the
press never sent him upon such
errand. 1 have put the matter into
hands of the police, and they will do
that is possible to recover it.”
The Countess was duly
by sympathizing friends, hut
more was heard of the jewel until
following day.
Early iu the afternoon the Countess
was about to start for her daily drive in
the Bois. The frozen snow lay deep
upon the ground, and her sleigh, with
its two Jet-black Russian horses jing¬
ling their bells merrily iu tlie frosty air,
stood waiting in the courtyard while
the Countess donned her furs.
A servant entering announced that
an officer of the police in plain
asked permission to speak with Mme.
la Comtesse concerning the lost dia¬
mond.
“Certainly," said madame, gracious¬
ly; “let the officer be shown into the
boudoir.”
Into the boudoir presently came the
Countess, stately, beautiful, fur-clad,
buttoning her little gloves. Near the
door stood a short, wiry-looking man,
with keen, black eyes, closely cropped
hair, and compact, erect, military fig¬
ure. The small man bowed nrolour.dly
wliile he said, with the utmost respect,
at the same time laying a letter upon
the tabliy
“I am sent by order of (he chief of
police to inform Mme. la Coin (esse that
the stolen diamond has been satisfac¬
torily traced, but there is, unfoi i nnate¬
ly, some little difficulty connected with
its identification. I am charged, thevo
fore, to beg that Mme. Ia Comtesse will
have the goodness to intrust tlie fellow
earring to the police, for a short period,
in order that it may be compared with
the one found in the possession of the
suspected thief. Madame will find that
the letter I bring corroborates my state¬
ment.”
The Countess glanced hastily through
the letter, and, ringing the bell, desired
that her maid might be told to bring the
remaining earring immediately; this
was done, and the dapper little man,
bowing deferentially, departed with the
precious duplicate.
The Countess descended to her sleigh
and drove to the club to call for her
husband. Crossing the Place de la
Concorde, she related to him the latest
incident.
“You never were induced to give up
the other!” cried Count Ivanoff, incred¬
ulously.
“But I tell you. dear, an officer of the
police came himself to fetch it, bring¬
ing a letter from his superiors vouching
for the truth of his statement.”
“If the prefect himself had come, L
don't think I should have been cajoled
Into letting him have it after last'
night’s experience,” laughed her lius- f
band. “However, for the second time,
we will inquire.”
The coachman turned and drove, as
directed, to the Bureau of Police, at
which the. Count had lodged his com-*
plaint the night before. After a some¬
what protracted delay, the Ccunt re¬
joined his wife with a semi-grim look
of amusement on his handsome face.
“The police know nothing of your de¬
tective or his epistolary efforts,” he
said, drawing the fur rug up to his chin
as the impatient horses sped awaV over
the frozen snow; “your second
has been netted by another member
the light-fingered fraternity, and,
my honor, I think he was the more ac¬
complished artist of the two!”
And from that unlucky (Lay to this the
Countess Ivanoff’s diamond
knew her pretty ears no
Argonaut.
Where Grass Is a Curiosity.
At the London county council meet¬
ing the chairman of tlie bridge com¬
mittee stated that about fifty vehicles
and 500 passengers per hour passed
through the Blaekwall tunnel. He
incidentally remarked that a pathetic
point was that children passed through
to the south side of the river and car¬
ried back to the east tufts of grass as
though they were curiosities.
The prettier a girl’s spring dress is,
It may ]u> known that lie?
it.
DEVOTED TO THE INTEREST OF JOHNSON COUNTS' AND MIDDLE GEORGIA.
WRIGTHSYILLE, GA., TUESDAY, JULY 12,1898*
FIELDS OF
Thrilling incidents And daring
deeds on land and sea.
From Death to X.lte—Experiences of One
Buried Under an Avalanche of Snow
and Ice—Jaguar and Puma Fight
Over a Baby and Finally Forget It.
From life to death and back again
td life was the experience of A. Miller,
of Portland, Oregon, in the recent
Chilkoot catastrophe-.
Mr. Miller arrived in Portland a few
days ago feeliug fairly well, yet he has
not entirely recovered from the effects
of being buried beneath tons of snow
nnd ioe. He suffered internal injury
that for a time gave the physicians
doubt as to the ultimate turn of his
case, and looks back to the loss of
many pounds of flesh as one of the
least regretful features of his narrow
escape, Mr. Miller was caught Under
the large slide that extended over a
mile along the trail at the Seales,
being at the time, with over 100 men
and women, fleeing from what was
known to be imminent danger. After
more than two hours of unconscious¬
ness, during which time Mr. Miller
was thought by many to have tak eu a
permanent abode iri the shadowy
realm, he was finally revived through
the good offices of his friend, F. B.
Holbrook, of Portland, aud Dr. Maple,
the Government physician who ren
dered such valuable services to the
unfortunates.
About 11 a. m. Mr. Miller, with Mr.
Holbrook and a party of over 100, left
the Scales, a long rope being used by
the party in the same manner as by
mountain climbers. This was mainly
for the protection of the women, al¬
though some of the men found it valu¬
able iu clambering down the steep,
treacherous trail. Shortly after 11
Mr. Miller says he was suddenly made
aware of the great avalanche by a
terrific rumble aud roar from above.
No one could see it; in fact, the
driving snow made it impossible to
more than see the trail beneath their
feet. From the time the first roar
was heard until the avalanche engulfed
the party was only a moment. Most
of those holding the rope were struck
while still bending forward to protect
their faces from the blizzard, the mass
of snow simply crushing them down
to the trail, Mr. Miller started to
turn for a backward look when caught,
aud was pressed down on his side iu
a cramped position. When narrating
his sensations at that time, he said:
“It is hard to tell how I felt. I
realized our danger first, before seem¬
ing to contemplate that I was facing
death. Knowing how we had rescued
many during the day from smaller
slides, my first thought was the
chances for being rescued. My chest
felt like it was fitted into a cement
tomb, permitting no expansion. My
fingers, hands, arms, and limbs were
pinioned so that it would have re¬
quired great exertion to move either.
Rescue I knew must come soon or
never, and I thought of the linemen
who had gone on ahead a short time
before, and of any that might' have
been above the slide, as the only ones
from whom we could hope. My breath
grew shorter. I tried to blow against
the snow to enlarge the little place
where I breathed. Each slight exer¬
tion warned me that I would rapidly
succumb if I did not remain perfectly
quiet. Then I was terrorized with the
thought of suffocating. It occurred
to me that this had always been a
manner of death for which I held a
peculiar horror. To be pinioned rigid,
crushed by tons of snow, slowly dy¬
ing, while life and happiness were a
few feet above my head! As I felt
weakness growing my thoughts turned
to my wife and children. I saw them
in their home, all happy and content¬
ed, and then, as they were thrown in¬
to mourning for me in that very posi¬
tion in the snow. My mind then re¬
viewed their financial condition, and
as! I realized that they would be pro¬
vided for I felt a sense of relief. Re¬
gretting that I must pass from them,
yet happy to 'know they would be well,
I left them to think of the final pang.
A stupor grew on me, without pain,
until it was as though aphysicianheld
to my face an anesthetic that took
away consciousness and life.
“When I revived Mr. Holbrook held
me by the collar and was vigorously
chafing me. My surprise was-great to
know I had again come to life, and it
required moments to reassure myself
that there was no mistake. But then
the pain began. It was easy to die,
but life came hard. After one im¬
pulse to know what had become of the
money in my pocket, part of which
belonged to another, my time was oc¬
cupied with sharp, pricking pains
through my limbs and oppressive feel¬
ings in my chest. As the blood start¬
ed through the veins and arteries my
agony became so great that I almost
regretted that they had broken my
peaceful sleep. In due time I began
to recover, thanks to the considerate
work of Dr. Maple, and finally was
able to get out again. ”
When the rescuers dug Mr. Miller
from the seven feet of snow burying
him he was thought to be dead, and
was laid out. Mr. Holbrook recog¬
nized him and commenced the re¬
suscitation that restored life after
more than two hours’ work-. Mr. Hol¬
brook, being nearer the rear of the
party, was covered up only to about
his shoulders, from whioh position ho
succeeded in getting to the surface.
Others at different positions were cov¬
ered deep, and will not be brought to
the light until the sun melts the snow.
Mr. Miller and his party were about
three-fourths of a mile below the
Seales when caught, the trail at the
place being in the bottom of a gully.
A peculiar condition, and one which
may be instructive to others similarly
placed, was that of the number res¬
cued shortly after being buried, those
showing evidence of struggling vio¬
lently were the ones that could not be
rev)ve ^- Many of these hat! scratched
their own fa,ces in a terrible manner,
aud one had torn an eyeball from the
socket, Those who kept quiet were
the only otles revived at all. One or
two when they came, to fife were rav¬
ing maniacs for a few minutes, which
Dr. Maple explained to be a wakening
iu the same sense of fright in which
they sauk to unconsciousness.
A. Wonderful Escape.
In tlie Guarico country, at a village
called Paraykj near the Merida trail,
I saw an Indian named Jose Lobado,
writes a traveler, in the Philadelphia
TimeSi whose face and head were
deeply scarred and whose body was a
network of similar scars from wounds
received through being carried away
by a jaguar when an infant in arms.
Of course he could not remember the
occuranee, but his mother, who had
rescued him, described it to me. She
had gone to a mata, or ,wooded spot,
on the pampas for firewood, carrying
her child, after the fashion of Venez¬
uelan women of humble station, in a
shawl looped from her shoulder. This
shawl with the small boy in it she
slung to a low tree branch while she
gathered her bundle of sticks, and she
did not perceive the approach of a
jaguar until he had seized the, child
and was carrying it awsV. The moth¬
er grasped her machete and ran after
the jaguar, shrieking. She managed
to keep the beast in sight, bnt^ie was
rapidly getting beyond her view when
suddenly the jaguar stopped, put the
child down, and, bristling for fight,
stood with his fore paws resting
upon it.
Then the mother saw that a puma
was fronting the jaguar. She hurried
on toward where the two beasts faced
each other, growling and snarling.
Before she got to them the puma
sprang, and at once; the two were
fighting fiercely above the child. In
the struggle the child was rolled to
one side, but before the mother could
get to it the jaguar broke away from
the puma, aud, springing to the boy
again, crouched with his paws above
him as before. The puma leaped
again and the light was renewed, but
again the jaguar got clear and jumped
to guard his prey before the mother
could get a chance to snatch her
child. Once more the puma attacked
his foe, aud as the beasts struggled
and tore each other an accidental kick
from one of them sent the boy twenty
feet away, almost to the mother’s feet.
Catching him up, she ran for home
and got safe to the house. The boy,
though covered with claw wounds
from head to foot arid bearing deep
marks of the jaguar’s teeth in the
back, where the boast had seized him
to carry him"! away, recovered com¬
pletely from his injuries,, although
beai’ing the scars for his lifetime.
The puma and the jaguar were found,
both dead, at the place where they
had fought.
Mauled by a Lioness.
A lion tamer performing in Chippen¬
dale’s French menagerie at Armley,
England, had a narrow escape from
death last month. The victim of the
was Franco Montano, a well
known colored tamer of wild beasts,
who has had previous experiences of
the sort. The animal is an untamable
lioness, appropriately named “Vixen,”
which has been in charge of Montano,
a tall, heavily built man, for the last
nine months, daring which period he
has been more or less severely mauled
times.
The tamer enters the cage at least
a day, and on Tuesday night,
when he went to the cage door, he
was unable for at least twenty-five
minutes to gain an entrance. Even¬
tually, after driving the beast to the
of the cage, the tamer slipped in¬
side. The moment he did so the
leaped toward him, its ugly
catching him by the right
shoulder, the flesh of which was
torn. The blow knocked the
down, and the animal at once
one of its paws upon its strug¬
victim. Attendants came up
hot iron bars and water to beat
the brute.
the horror of the excited specta¬
it tore away part of the man’s
and inflicted \ ijuries on the
part of his body. After twenty
of suspense the brute was
last driven off and the badly mauled
extricated through the door
the head keeper, Henry Wesley.
Until then Montano had retained his
but now he fainted away
loss of blood.—Correspon¬
Chicago Chronicle.
II© Took a Fort.
In 1757 aman-o’-war’s man, Strahan
name, captured almost single
one of the forts on the Hoogly.
fort, which was strongly situated,
invested by the admiral, and
during the time of midday re¬
wandered off “on his own hook” in
direction. Gaiuing the walls with¬
discovery, he took it into his head
scale a breach made by the cannon
the ships, aud on reaching the
he flourished liis cutlass and
his pistol at “the Pathans,”
“The place is mine!” The
soldiers attacked him, and he
his own with indomitable pluck
reinforced by one or two other
who had straggled out of camp
heard his huzzas.
The enemy, unprepared for this ill
attack, and fearing further in¬
fled from the. fort upon the
side, leaving twenty cannon
a large store of ammunition.
to Strahan’s surprise, he was
by tlie admiral for his breach
discipline, and he was dismissed
hints of future punishment.
“Well,” said Btrahan, “if I’m flogged
this here action, I’m blamed if
I take another fort as long as I
: —London Bketch.
It is estimated that at least 1,000,
pounds of rubber is annually used
the manufacture of bicycle tires,
LETHARGY OF VOTERS
THE CAUSE OF THE DISTRESS
OF PRODUCERS.
A. Majority of the People Do Not En¬
joy Prosperity and Will Not So Long:
as the Non-Producers Control the
Government!
The power of this government was
intended to he vested in the people.
The will of the people was intended
to he the supreme law’, when expressed.
It is believed by the founders of the
government that the people would
have sufficient intelligence to divine
their interests and enough courage to
demand their protection and advance¬
ment. In the earlier years of the coun¬
try, public men sought, by close obser¬
vation and study, to evolve theories to
be made issues, by which the interests
of the people would be advanced; and
he who succeeded best in bringing forth
these practical theories and carrying
them to successful consummation was
the ideal public servant, and was con¬
tinued in office, because of his fidelity
and loyalty to the interests of the peo¬
ple. All the progress made by this gov¬
ernment w'as secured during the prev¬
alence of that system.
It is a remarkable fact that the in¬
terests of the majority of the people
no longer envoke or bring forth plans
for their elevation and welfare. This
country has less attention paid to the
masses of the people than any in the
world. II has become a reproach upon
any man to be a champion of the in¬
terests of the masses. He is called an
agrarian, a socialist, communist or
anarchist.
The people still have the power, but
they do not or can not use it. Two
thirds of them are mere party slaves,
who belong to a party and blifldly fol¬
low its leaders. Partyism has become
more practical and business-like, as to
the party, and less so as to the people.
The first desideratum of a party as
has been practiced by the two old
parties, is to get a campaign fund. In
order to do this it must make pledges
and enter into obligations which must
be carried out in case of success. In
this way an administration ia sold in
advance. It is pledged to interests
adverse to the people in order to get
a campaign fund to pay speakers and
newspapers to mislead and deceive
them.
A majority of the people have not
enjoyed any modicum of prosperity
for five years. There is little prospect
of their enjoying much more for the
next five years. The agriculturists
produce large crops and the mines
yield immense products, but those
who produce this wealth secure only
a bare subsistence. Why is this? It
is a recognized fact that if a man
wants to become independent, that
he will seek some other field for his
energy and industries. This is not
the place. He who produces does not
get the product of his labor. When it
strikes the market the first man who
strikes it gets one-fifth as much profit
as the man who produced it; and it
goes on down the line to the last hands
with each one securing five times as
much profit, relatively, as the man who
produced it. These inequalities are
caused by business sense and manage¬
ment, which all these other people dis¬
play, through organization and all
other assistants, which the producer
scorns. But even this account of this
reason somethiifg is unsatisfactory. There is
more. Systems are organ¬
ized to assure this result. These sys¬
tems embrace and embody all the
factors in the problem, with their ratio
or proportion of benefit, which have
become so fixed that it is almost im¬
possible to change them, certainly
never to be changed while so little ef¬
fort and so little organization are com¬
bined for their overthrow.
If “the laborer is worthy of his hire,"
certain it is that the producer is
worthy of the best and largest propor¬
tion of the benefit realized in the use
of his product; hut such is not the case
and it seems a v\ v long way ahead in
the future before), will be vouchsafed
to him. '
But If public men were held to a
stricter accountability for their man¬
agement of the public interest,
it would be a great stride
towards a return of favorable
conditions for the producers and la¬
borers, but that is what it seems im¬
possible to impress or to secure any
tangible and earnest effort to secure.
Failure of one causes failure of the
other. FRANK BALTZELL.
To Avoid Jail for Vagrancy.
A man was arrested for vagrancy
last week, and, in the trial before
Judge Conlan, the policeman swore
that he had seen him, at all hours, for
many days, begging on the public
streets. It developed that the accused
had been'discharged from the County
Jail, where he had been serving a term
of three months for some petty offense,
the very day of his arrest. He was
promptly acquitted and the officer
reprimanded, although he should be
prosecuted for perjury. It seems that
the only way for the disemployed to
keep out of jail for vagrancy Is to get
into jail for something else, so as to
“prove an alibi.”—San Francisco Star.
Hard to Keep Out of Debt.
A few of our Populist exchanges are
screaming themselves hoarse for the
people to quit going in debt and let
the mortgage business alone. The ad¬
vice is good and should be heeded by
every man who is in a position to do
so, but when a man looks into the
face of an Innocent family and hears
the good wife and mother say to him:
“John, we haven’t a bite to eat in the
house, and the children are halt
naked,” you’ll see that man get up
and put a mortgage on his soul if ho
has nothing else to place one on, but
what he’ll have bread for his family,
and he is not to blame for It.
POINTS FROM THE PRESS.
There ought to be an injunction got¬
against the goldoerats designating
their infamous schemes of wholesale
confiscation of the property of the peo¬
ple as “reform.” They believe in re¬
form as the devil believes in holy
water.—Bradford Silver Star.
The Republican administration has
fought the preposition to tax its mil¬
lionaires slush fund contributors for
war purposes with much greater ardor
than it has shown against the Span¬
iards.—Journal of Agriculture.
One paper says that the gentlemen
who would raise the question of sil¬
ver coinage in the present emergency
ought to be behind the guns at Morro
Castle. Well, we think that the blood¬
suckers who are planning to fasten an
additional and unnecessary tax on the
productive energies of the people
should be placed in front of the heav¬
iest artillery and fired over to Cub?.—
Cleveland Recorder.
No doubt the government can pay
its war expense with treasury notes.
The people will take them. A bond
issue means unnecessary expenses.—
Phoenix Gazette.
It is reasonably safe to say that if
Bryan had been president and Byran
men in power, there would not now be
a Spaniard on the island of Cuba, and
the Maine outrage would have been
avenged within a week of Its happen¬
ing. That is one thing that may be
said of the man from the West and the
men from the West and South who
are behind him.—Brann’s Iconoclast.
The war with Spain would he a
double blessing to him (Hanna) if it
should stop the war on him in Ohio.
He -could shake off his pursuers who
are after him for buying a seat in
the senate and pursue without inter¬
ruption his business of doing the gov¬
ernment out of all the money he can
on contracts and other political job¬
bery.—Louisville Dispatch.
In order to raise money for the prose¬
cution of the war the administration
proposes to issue $500,000,000 in bonds.
This would mean millions in profit for
the bondholders and the saddling of
another great interest bearing debt
upon the producing classes. The money
power is behind this scheme. It would
be another lever in the hands of Wall
street and the Rothschilds; enabling
them to draw still tighter the screws
which bind the shackles upon the
masses; giving the Shylocks another
lease of life and power and enabling
them to dictate still further our coin¬
age policy and direct our legislation
generally.—Auburn Herald.
The Dingley war revenue measure
levies two-thirdo of the taxes imposed
on consumption, one-third on business
transactions and not a cent on the vast
accumulated wealth of the country. In
this, as in all wars, the poor do the
fighting and also foot the bills. The
rich buy bonds that will tax posterity,
and then howl against pensions.—
Cleveland Recorder.
Charles Dick, secretary of the na¬
tional Republican committee, has
closed his office and joined the Eighth
Ohio regiment for service in the field.
Soldiering is a good deal better busi¬
ness from any point of view than dis¬
tributing funds and laboring with re¬
calcitrant statesmen and legislators in
the interest of Marcus A. Hanna. The
latter gentleman, by the war, is chair¬
man of the committee of which Mr.
Dick is secretary. Why not make the
thing unanimous? Let Hanna volun¬
teer, too.—Phoenix Gazette.
L Necessity.
Q. How do the rich explain poverty?
A. They quote the scriptures.
Q. Anything else?
A. Yes: Malthus.
Q. What is the upshot?
A. That a certain number must
starve^' ,o matter what is done to pre¬
vent it.
Q. Is this true?
A. No. Scriptures do not ordain
poverty and Malthus was exploded
long ago.
Q. What do the rieh people reply to
this?
A. They give statistics.
Q. What do the statistics show?
A. That a certain percentage of the
population always lives in want.
Q. What is the conclusion drawh?
A. That a certain percentage must
always live in want.
Q. Js the conclusion valid?
A. No.
Q. Is it deemd valid?
A. By many, yes.
Q. Suppose it were really valid and
certain percentage actually had to
in want, what then?
A. The rich could constitute the per¬
Century.
Il.lp for the Foor Railroads.
A carload of Republican literature
has gofle to Kansas under Hanna’s
frank. This will not only do its work
as “literature,” says the San Francisco
Star, but, as it was sent during the
government weighing of mails which
is made the standard on which pay¬
ment, is made to the railroads for four
years, it helped to swell the daily
average; and, as they are usually paid
8 cents per pound for what would be
high compensation at one cent, this
car load (if it was ten tons) will in¬
crease the pay of the railroads for the
four years an aggregate of $876,000.
This is political perpetual motion.
Probably a few dozen more carloads
were sent to other statggffor the same
reasons. Thus the railroads are en¬
abled to return a fraction of the profits
in campaign contributions. And that
why Loud wants to cut off “sample
copies” of small papers and save at
tap, that Hanna & Co, may let go
the bunghole.
NO. 20.
HOUSEHOLD AFFAIRS,
To Clean Tapestry and Cretonne.
Clean tapestry with warm bran, rub¬
it on with a piece of new flannel.
cretonne with warm flour,
a piece of new flannel on the
When clean, brush off the
with a cloth brush, Another
is to apply a thick paste of
earth aud water. Let it lie
five minutes and then brush off. t
Apropos of Greasy Soups.
Strange as it may seem, observes
Talk, women who claim to be
cooks still serve greasy soups,
to eye, palate and
A remedy for this is the
“soup digester,” a kettle with a faucet
the bottom by which the clear
liquid may be drawn off' without the fat.
the convenience of this uten¬
sil, grandmother’s “good old way”
always available—to let the soup
stand over night, when the grease can
easily removed in a solid cake.
Moral: Greasy soups are without ex¬
cuse and in evidence of carelessness
or ignorance! _
How to Clean Glass.
For the annual work of the spring
cleaning there is nothing more im¬
to have properly done than
the washing and polishing of the win¬
dows. While bright weather is re¬
garded as necessary in most branches
of home cleaning, a dull, cloudy day
should be selected for the windows,
as experienced housekeepers say the
cleaning cannot be satisfactorily done
when the sun is shining on the glass.
When ready to begin, the windows
should be well wiped with a soft, dry
cloth to free them from dust and
smoke, then quickly washed with
wavnr water to which a little powdered
borax is added, and dried. To polish
the glass: After cleaning, a small
muslin bag should be filled with
whiting, to which a little borax is
added, and the windows freely dusted
with it, then rubbed off, and poltshed
with old newspapers. Windows thus
treated will be clean and bright, and
will keep clean a long time.—Eliza B.
Parker.
New IIouse Thing?.
Japanese screens were never so
The black ones embroidered
in gold are most appropriate lor the
dining room or library, while for the
parlor very handsome ones of white
satin embroidered in colored silk are
shown, the frame of a simple black
and gold brocade. Simpler ones with
frames made of a thin hand of plain
wood hinged ready fur use come at
very reasonable prices. These ?an bo
enameled or stained at home, and
then mounted with panels of Roman
satin, burlap, denim or embroidered
linen.
Milady's dressing table, with its ifl i
numerable solid silver furnishings
and trinkets, is the chief ornament in
her room these days. The old-fash¬
ioned mahogany tables of our great¬
grandmother’s day, with the addition
of severely plain brass handles and
key plates are the most desirable.
Failing this, muslin and dimity toilet
toilet tables are always dainty and
sweet and can be made by a girl her¬
self. Besides, they can be freshened
by laundering.
The small ornamental windows
with broad sill between two rooms
lend themselves well to decorative
effects. A sash curtain is indispensa¬
ble. Striped madras in flower effects
or delicate yellow India silk are pret¬
ty effects for these. A silk scarf
draped gracefully over a gilt rod is
uncommon and effective. A jardiniere
with small plant put on the sill is
good. A figure in plaster, brass
candlestick or a Moorish lamp are
other suggestions that look well. An¬
other artistic addition to these small
places is to hang over the top of them
a small plaque, together with a half
dozen peacock feathers loosely and
carelessly grouped.
Keeipes.
Beef Omelet.—Four pounds of raw
beef, chopped fine; six well-beaten
eggs, five or six soda crackers, rolled
fine; a little butter and suet, pepper,
salt and sage; make into two loaves,
roll in cracker" crumbs and bake about
an hour; slice when cold.
Sweet Breakfast Muffins.—Sift two
teaspoonfuls of baking powder with
one quart of flour; add one cup of
sugar; rub into the flour "a piece of
butter the size of an egg, then stir in
one pint of milk. Beat to a smooth
batter, and bake in gem pans.
Bacon Fraze.—Beat four eggs into
a batter with one-half teacupful cream
and teaspoonful flour; fry some thin
slices of bacon and dip them in it ; lay
the bacon in a frying pan with heated
lard, pour the batterover it, and when
both sides are well browned lay on a
heated dish and serve hot. A good;
breakfast relish.
Potato Soup.—Boil three pobmes
in salted water until tender. aid
one pint of milk, with one tablespoon¬
ful chopped onion. Drain aud mash
the potatoes, add the hot milk and rub
through a sieve. Melt half a .table
spoonful of flour, half a teaspoonful.
of salt and a little pepper. Pour into
the hot soup and cook ten minutes.
Baked Cauliflower.—Boil uncovered
until tender, but not until it breaks;
split down the middle with a sharp
lay the cut sides down in bak¬
dish and pour over and around it
large cupful of drawn butter. Sift
bread crumbs on top and set’in
the oven nntil it begins to brown.
Serve in the baking dish, with vinegar
cut lemon.
Cornmeal Puffs.—-Heat one; <piart of
milk in double boiler; stir ia eight
tablespoons Indian meal, four table¬
spoons granulated sugar 1 , a tea¬
spoon grated nutmeg. Heut mid stir
until thickened anil smooth When
cool, stir into it six beat :n eggs
whipped light, pour into buttered,
cups, bake half an hour in moderate
oven, serve hot with lemon sauce.