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Bellefonte, Pa., March 5, 189
THE MINISTER'S DAUGHTER.
In the minister's morning scrinon,
He told of the primal fall,
And how henceforth the wrath of God
Rested on earth and all.
And how of His will and pleasure,
All souls, save a chosen few,
Were doomed to cternal torture,
And held in the way thereto.
Yet never, by Faith's unreason,
A saintlier soul was tried,
And never the harsh old lesson
A tenderer heart belied.
And after the painful service,
On that pleasant, bright first day
He walked his little daughter
Thro’ the apple bloom of May.
Sweet in the fresh green meadow
Sparrow and blackbird sung;
Above him their tinted petals
The blossoming orchard hung.
Around, on the wonderful glory,
The minister looked and smiled :
“How good is the Lord, who gives us
These gifts from His hand, my child.
“Behold in the bloom of apples,
And the violets in the sward,
A hint of the old lost beauty
Of the Garden of the Lord.”
Then unspake the little maiden,
Treading on snow and pink,
6 Oh, father! these pretty blossoms
Are very wicked I think.”
‘‘Had there been no Garden of Eden,
There had never been a fall,
And if never a tree had blossomed,
God would have loved us all.”
“Hush, child!" the father answered.
“By His decree man fell ;
His ways are in clouds and darkness,
But He doeth all things well.
‘And whether by His ordaining
To us cometh good or ill,
Joy or pain, or light or shadow
We must fear and love him still.”
“Oh, I fear Him !” said the daughter,
And I try to love Him, too;
But I wish he were kind and gentle,
Kind and loving as you.”
The minister groaned in spirit,
As the tremulous lips of pain,
And wide, wet eyes uplifted,
Questioned his own in vain.
Bowing his head, he pondered
The words of his little one,
Had he erred in his life-long teachings,
Had he wrong to bis Master done ?
“
To what grim and dreadful idol
Had he lent the holiest name 7
Did his own heart, loving and human,
The God of hls worship shame ?
And lo! from the bloom and greenness,
From the tender skies above,
And the face of his little daughter,
He read a lesson of love,
No more as the cloudy terror,
Of Sinai’s mont of law,
Bat as Christ in the Syrian lilies
The vision of God he saw,
And as ween in the clefts of Horeh,
Of old was His presence known,
The dread ineffable glory
Was infinite goodness alone.
Thereafter his hearers noted
In his prayers a tenderer strain,
And never the message of hatred
Burned on his lips again.
And the scoffing tongue was prayerful,
And the blinded eyes found sight,
And hearts as flint aforetime,
Grew soft in his warmth and light.
—dJuhn G. Whittier.
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ALL'S FAIR IN LOVE.
When Charles was 30 he decided that he
had gone to school long enough. His fath-
er had arrived at that conclusion years be-
fore, but the son’s indomitable determina-
tion to conquer at least the rudiments of
his profession before he should enter upon
active practice made him deaf to all pa-
ternal entreaties to return home, until one
morning he waked up to find that his thick,
bronze beard had developed several gray
threads. Then Dr. Dayton made up his
mind to leave the city’s colleges and hos-
pitals, where he had lived for the last de-
eade, not because he cared in the least for
the gray beard but merely because he all
at once realized that he was a boy nolonger
and that if he ever hoped to do any good in
the world it was high time to put an end
to preparation and to enter upon the actual
doing itself.
Consequently, one fine spring morning
all Blisstield was electrified to see, as it
passed the quaint old Dayton homestead, a
modest little gilt sign bearing the simple
words ‘‘Dr. Charles Dayton.” "Then Bliss-
field peeped and talked and- questioned till
everybody knew that old Mr. Dayton’s
elder son, who had gone away a big-headed
boy, with serious
had returned a big-headed man, still with
serious gray eyes and red hair ; the only
perceptible change at all in his appearance
was caused by the addition of the bronze
beard and a few deep furrows across his
wide fine brow.
He didn’t take with them at first, He
wore short coats in opposition to all former
ideas of the professional man’s dress and he
didn’t seem to remember anybody whom
he had known in his youth. Tt wasn’t be-
eause he was proud, he knew, but he had
been occupied with graver things during
his absence than remembering who was the
sister to his Sunday school teacher and who
married the youngest of the Baker girls.
But after a year or so they began to un-
derstand him, especially when his superior
skill had saved the darling of nearly every
household in town when the scarlet fever
threatened to fill the tiny graveyard out on
the edge of the hill. Dr. Charles, as they
learned to call him in imitation of the prim
spinster sister of the Dayton family, had an
additional trait in his favor ; he knew how
to neglect each and every woman in Bliss.
field with equal severity, Not that wom-
en enjoy being neglected, hut they always
develop a sort of respect for a man who
doesn’t stoop to them, providing he is con-
sistent in his frigidity to all the women in
the place.
At the end of five years two things had
taken place in Blisstield. Dr. Charles was
the idol of the town, and young Tom, the
baby of the Dayton family, was to cele-
brate reaching his majority by taking unto
himself a wife. Poor old Father Dayton
was all in a flutter, for such a thing never
before happened in his household. Eli ,-
beth, the only daughter and four years the
doctor’s senior, had never been guilty of a
love affair in her near-sighted, soft-voiced
existence, and nobody had ever dared to
ask Dr. Charles how his heart fared in all
gray eyes and red hair, -
its temptations. It was an awful mistake.
thought the whole household when the
downy-cheeked Tom stood up in blushing
bravado on his return from his junior year
at college and persisted in the statement
that he was never going to school again.
For that fall he was to become the husband
of the dearest little girl in all the world.
At first the family looked upon it as a
domestic calamity, but reason settled upon
them, and the only stipulation was that
the little maiden should come for a visit to
the family of her future husband some
time that summer.
One morning late in July Miss Dayton
and her younger brother set out for the
East and returned a week later with the
tiny lady, who was in a pretty state of ner-
vousness at the strangeness of the situation.
It was raining when they reached Blissfield
and as dark and ugly a night as could be
imagined, but the pretty old Dayton home-
stead, with its quaint corners, heavy old-
fashioned elegance and gentle air of hos-
pitality, immediately set the timid Miss
Eloise at peace with them all. * Dr. Charles
was out in the country at the bedside ofa
patient, and when, after midnight, he
stumbled in, dripping, splashed with mud
after his long ride in the storm, he had
forgotten all about his expected visitor till
he caught sight of a little sailor hat on the
table in the hall. Something impelled
him to pick it up, and from its crown fell
a pair of crumpled damp gloves. Then he
smiled so tenderly that he would not have
recognized himself if he had realized it.
For an instant he had thought the little
things belonged to Elizabeth—Elizabeth
with the generous, broad hands, the smooth
hair which had not been guilty of a stiff
hat for the last 20 years. It seemed so
very odd to find anything so young, so
daintily feminine, in this staid old house
that he stood long in the dimly lighted
hall, absently smoothing out the tiny
gloves, pressing each finger in place and
noting with an indulgent smile that a
button was missing from the left wrist.
When he finally came to himself a hot
blush ran over his forehead and he plunged
upstairs guiltily.
Dr. Charles slept ill that night and
awoke with the sun, in spite of the late
hours of the night before. Some way, the
first thing to come into his mind as his
eyes opened was the rumpled tiny, but-
tonless glove in the hall below, and the
more he tried to throw off the memory the
closer it'clung to him. At last he sprang
from the bed with the same irritability
which had marked his flight from the hall
the evening before. Was this slim-wristed
girl in the room across the hall going to
turn him into a nervous, sentimental vie-
tim of one of illusion? If she affected him
thus before he saw her what would be the
result when he came to know her? But
{ then, argued Dr. Charles, with a fine touch
[ of masculine security, when he once saw
her he would cease to think of her ; it was
only the novelty of having a guest, es-
pecially a young and fair guest, in the gen-
erally so sedate Dayton home that bothered
him.
When he reached the lower hall he found
{ himself again by the little table with the
little hat and gloves, and he put out his
hand with a touch almost caressing. Just
as his fingers met the feminine trifles he
heard a fresh young voice hehind him
saying :
Pll take those if they are in your way.
I forgot them last night. 7
Dr. Charles wheeled about guiltily.
There on the lower step, with one slipper-
ed foot poised for the next, and her long
thin hand resting on the balustrade, was a
young girl, looking straight at him from
the most haby-like blue eyes ever lighting
the face of woman. Dr. Charles, later on.
in analyzing his feelings, realized that he
had experienced three distinet sensations
at the first sight of her : First, that of the
critic, in which he was amazed to see, here
in actual flesh, the slender, soulful-eyed,
little girl, in a white gown with her golden
hair tied low on her neck with a blue ril,-
bon—the girl whom he had always before
thought existed only in sentimental novels.
Secondly, as the physician who frowned at
the extreme slightness of the figure, the
frail waist, the tiny neck. And lastly, as
the man who wanted to take her close in
his arms to kiss her, to love her and to call
her his own. He even felt an intense de-
sire to carry her off where no one else in
all the whole world could see her, where
he could minister to her in her adorable
weakness. Perhaps he looked all these
things in turn, for the girl drew back with
a rising flush on her flower-like face until
the man was ashamed of his brutal abrupt-
ness and hastened to stammer :
I really must beg you to torgive me, but
a young lady is so rare a pleasure in this
house that I was overwhelmed with my
good fortune.
She smiled a little, it is true, but the
doctor recognized that his ridiculous ex-
travagance of expression was ill calculated
to set her at her case. Finally, gathering
himself together, he walked over to her,
and taking one of her hands in each of his.
he said gravely :
You are to be my sister, I suppose. I
amr Brother Charles.
Eloise was herself again, and smiled
charmingly as she said :
I knew you immediately. I’ve know
you for a long time, I think, for Tom talks
of you all the time. ' I quite suspect that
Dr. Charles is the hero of his family, she
added, with a touch of mischief, swinging
his hands which still clasped her own.
She was most delightful, Dr. Charles
confessed, but somehow it rankled him
that she should accept him so much as a
matter of course. He would have pre-
ferred her look upon him more as a man to
be studied rather than a problem already
solved. What a fool he had been to call
her his little sister. He didn’t want to
think of her as a sister, he didn’t want her
ever again to speak of Tom in that familiar
way, as though everything was settled.
He felt his finger burn when it touched
Tom’s ring, and then—then he deliberate-
ly drew her close to him and kissed her
fairly on her smooth, white forehead, She
struggled away with a little cry, while her |
face grew deadly pale. Then she said,
with a nervous, hurt little Jaugh which |
sounded pitifully like a sob : |
Of course, since you are Tom’s brother.
Dr. Charles's teeth were so locked that
they refused to open. ~ Besides, what could
he say? He had been a brute, and de-
served only that some one should put an
end to the life which was so unreliable.
When he came down to breakfast he
found the family at the table, .but Tom rose
with a strange new pride to present his
lady-love to his fine big brother. Eloise
blushed and her eye lashes fluttered as she
glanced up to see how to meet him. Dr.
Charles bowed gravely but without a word
and sat down in his place. Tom, nothing
and mistaking poor Eloise’s emotion,
clinched his teeth at the sight and poor old
Father Dayton trembled with shame at his
elder son’s cruel rudeness ; Elizabeth
shifted her glasses in amazement on her be-
loved Dr. Charles. Then the physician
said, in a grave, calm voice :
I met Eloise in the hall this morning. I
kissed her.
If consternation had assailed them before
it now rose to a terrible pitch. Tom’s
fingers clutched the edge of the table and
he drew in his breath sharply, when little
Eloise, with that tact which heaven some-
times sends women in their times of peril,
answered :
Yes, and he called me his little sister.
He isn’t much used to kissing a girl,
though, I know, for he did it so queerly,
and—he kissed me on the forehead, Tom,
while you always choose my lips.
It was an awfully bold thing to do, hut
then it is the lightning flash which clears
the sky. All waited for Tom’s lead, and
the tiny, coaxing hand, creeping over his ;
as it touched the table, won the day. The |
lover wavered, tried to speak once or twice,
and finally ended by bending over and
saluting the little girl squarely on the |
lips.
aw sweetheart, we’ll show him how
it isdone. And the amazed Miss Eliza-
beth ejaculated, mercy me, so loudly that
the whole party went off into a nervous
but steadying laugh. In spite of this
questionable gayety the meal was a farce
and Dr. Charles took up his medicine case
and hurried down the street the instant
that it was over. He stayed away for
three days and nights, but when Sunday
came he appeared among them as usual,
apparently as grave, as preoccupied as be-
fore the tiny Eloise came to Blissfield.
She even took a walk with him in the
garden and pinned a big white daisy on
his coat. The touch of her fingers made
him set his teeth, and when she raised her
eyes he knew that she, too, was on the
verge of giving way. However, all her
eyes told him after all was gratitude that
he had told them all the other day, so that
her peace would not be marred with the
consciousness of a secret between them.
He did not accompany them to church,
but as he watched her by Tom’s side,
dainty in the snowy muslin gowns she
wore so much, with the sunlight flecking
her bright hair through the maples at the
gate, he turned away with a mighty pur-
pose in his eyes. From that instant it was
fated that Eloise should be the wife of the
man who didn’t know how to kiss her, in-
stead of the gay-hearted boy whose privi-
lege it now was to claim her as his own.
Dr. Charles had long ceased to argue with
himself that he was doing a tremendous
wrong. He was old enough and possessed
of will enough to deceive the whole family,
and, as Eloise’s visit was to be prolonged
till September, he could afford to be cau-
tious. While taking care not to frighten
her in any way, he made himself necessary
to her in countless ways, and Tom, all sus-
picions long since vanished, seemed to he
rather glad of a respite from his attention
to his lads love when he knew that Dr.
Charles would not let her lack for en-
tertainment. Gradually the physician be-
gan to hint to his father and the trusting
lizabeth that the two were too young by
far to think of matrimony, and the old
fears of Tom's irresponsibility began to rise
anew.
Then Dr. Charles exploded his last gun,
and that point blank at Tom himself.
Eloise was too frail, too delicate, to he any-
body’s wife. She herself had confessed to
consumption in her family, and the doctor,
with a professional skill which terrified the
boy, drew awful pictures of the relentless
disease. Of course he—the doctor—would
not for the world advise a complete break-
ing of the engagement, only a postpone-
ment to an indefinite future. Hadn't
poor Tom noticed her extreme fraility ?
How her breath came so quickly at the
least exertion? What had he supposed
those bright spots in her checks meant ?
It was a cruel lesson for the devoted boy,
and he stormed that he would marry his
sweetheart on her death bed but when he
calmed down he was less determined, and
some way managed to leave the little maid-
en more and more to the care of the grave,
calm doctor.
One fine morning, when Eloise had heen
laughing with the family in the shaded
he now asked .
You are free again. Eloise ?
He had taken the little left hand. drop-
the glove for its better, and turned it till
the firclight showed the bare third finger.
And poor Eloise could only say a little,
half sobbing, yes.
Then, said Dr. Charles, solemnly, I may
ask you to give up that freedom again and
to teach me to kiss you as Tom did.
Afterward Eloise declared that it was
the most brutal proposal ever made. At
the time, however, she merely let him
draw her to him, while she whispered.
Iam so happy. And so ashamed. Do
You want a wife whggs so fickle with her
lover ?—Chicago News.
-—
W. J. Bryan on “Money.”
' A Most Enthusiastic Reception Given the Silver Ad-
lane, a telegraph was brought to her an- |
nouncing the death of her beloved father : |
and so Elizabeth and Tom started sudden- |
ly away from Blissfield with their terror-
stricken little charge. Dr. Charles didn't
say it even to himself, but he some way
felt that the fates were with him, for. of
course neither Eloise nor her mother
would think of letting her marriage take
place for at least a year. In the meantime
Tom decided to return to college, but he
stoutly refused to return to his former
school, which was near Eloise’s home, but
chose instead a seat of learning farther
East. He didn’t confess anything at home
but when the Christmas holidays passed
with his going to a house party at the home
of a Virginia class mate, and he put Eloise
off with a hurried note and a costly pres-
ent, Dr. Charles smiled. The little girl
wrote to Elizabeth regularly, and the inno-
cent sister always handed over the woeful
little epistles to the hig brother to read.
Finally, one February morning, there ar-
rived a short, unhappy note, in which poor
Eloise begged to come to visit the Dayton
family. Mamma is at sister’s, whose baby
has the scarlet fever, so they won’t let me
stay with them, and it is so lonesome here
in this big house with no one but the ser-
vants. Besides, I want to talk to you
about Mr. Thomas Dayton.
Dr. Charles’ heart leaped for joy. This
formal Mr. Thomas Dayton spoke volumes.
And so the little girl came to Blissfield the
second time and reached the Dayton home
on another stormy night, this time to he
welcomed by the bearded doctor standing
by the glowing fire and holding out both
his hands. Simple Elizabeth the next day
told him all Eloise’s confessions of Tom's
neglect, and added ;
She puzzles me, Dr. Charles. She doesn’t
seem to be half so broken-hearted as I ex-
pected. I really think that her pride is
hurt worse than her effections. And I
thought she loved him so.
Dr. Charles smiled and the next time he
met Eloise he canght her by the hands and
looked so long and searchingly into her
cyes that she feared that he was
was going to kiss her again. The climax
came when a whole week passed without a
letter from Tom, and Eloise setting her
white lips and blinking back her tears of
mortification, wrote to offer to release him
from his engagement. The speed and
eagerness with which he accepted almost
tock her breath away ; nevertheless, the
first time she came down without Tom’s
ring she looked younger, happier and more
womanly than ever before.
Dr. Charles was standing in the twilight,
before the grate where he had welcomed
her the stormy night a few weeks ago. By
his side was the little table where he had
first found her tiny gloves last summer,
and he had found another pair now, stouter
and darker, but with the fatal first button
button missing from the left wrist. As his
eves fell on Eloise, half-broken half-ra-
diant, there sprang into them such a light
as made her drop her own. She realized
that Elizabeth had told him the whole pit-
iful shameful story, even to sending the
ring back in its tiny white satin bed, and
yet somehow, she never was so happy be-
fore. With that same abruptness with
A,
vocate in Carnegie Hall in New York Last Friday
Night.
Mr. Bryan spoke substantially as follows:
My Friends, Fellow Countrymen :
In coming to New York at this time to
speak upon the money question I miss the
presence of that warm personal friend and
heroic defender of the money of the Consti-
tution, who has so lately been called from
among us, William P. St. John. (Ap-
plause.) I feel that no words of commen-
dation of his work can be too strongly ex-
pressed to do justice $0 his labor. No
martyr ever burned at the stake who mani-
fested a higher moral courage than did
William P. St. John. No person ever
stood by his conviction amidst surroundings
more embarrassing ; no person ever showed
a dearer devotion to what he believed to be
right than did our friend. He was willing
to risk anything ; he was willing to stand
alone, almost, among business associates,
satisfied, if hg only had the approval of his
own conscience, even though he suffered
the criticism of those whom he had loved
and with whom he had acted. The world
would be much better if all the citizens of
this republic were willing to do as St.
John did. The world would be better if
all the people who live upon God’s foot-
stool were willing, like him, to think and
then stand by their convictions, let come
what will. (Loud applause. )
Before commencing the discussion of the
money question I want to call your atten-
tion to certain questions of government
which you may well consider if you are in-
terested in making government good.
THE RULE OF EQUALITY.
We must have certain rules to go hy. 1
want to give you a rule which will help you
to decide every question concerning govern-
ment which comes before you ; and it is
not a new rule, because the science of gov-
ernment is not a new science. And yet
this rule is just as important as if it had
never been stated before. :
I tind it in the Declaration of Indepen-
dence—that all men are created equal.
That, T lay down in the fundamental prin-
ciple which underlies our form of govern-
ment. Do not mistake. Do not confuse
equality before the law with equality of
possession,
Remember, then, that what we insist
upon is equal rights before the law. We
insist that principle that men are cre-
ated cqual is a principle of universal appli-
cation so far as governmental affairs are
concerned.
We mean that wherever the government
comes in contact with the citizen, that
wherever the citizen touches the govern-
ment, that then all must stand equal, and
that the legislative power. the executive
and the judicial power shall know no dif-
ference between high and low, rich and
poor. (Cheers. )
Now, out of that proposition that ali men
are created equal comes another. If all
men are created equal then no citizen has
a natural right to injure any other citizen.
You will find no one who insists that he
has ; vou will find no one who will openly
declare that he has ; and yet you will find
a great many who act as if they thought
they had. (Laughter and applause. )
NO RIGHT TO INJURE OTHERS.
If you accept that proposition you must
accept the next one—that if no citizen has
a natural right to injure any other citizen,
then a just government will neither enable
nor permit one citizen to injure another.
(Applause. )
But it has always been the case that
whenever a person raises his voice against
an abuse of government, the people who
profit by the abuse have always hidden
themselves behind government itself, and
try to make out that the reformer is an
enemy, not of the abuse, but of government
itself. More than that, the injustice which
has been done by a government has heen
at the request of those who have least need-
ed the aid of government. ( Applause.)
When I assert this I am not asserting any-
thing new, because in the same veto message
I have referred Andrew Jackson speaks of
the departure of government from the strict
line of duty, and when he speaks of the
humbler members of society having a right
to complain he adds: “Who are not able
to secure like favors for Mies
It is true that the humbler members of
society are not able to cope with the more
powerful ones when it comes to legislation
and special priveleges. ( Applause.)
I want to apply this principle to one
phase of legislaton. Take the subject of
taxation, which is one we always have
with us. In what proportion should peo-
ple pay taxes ? In proportion to the advan-
tages which they derive from the govern-
ment which protects them. (Applause. )
An unjust tax law is indirect larceny.
(Cheers.)
My friends, the Creator never intended
that you should have other people do your
thinking for you. If the Creator had not
intended all people to think he would not
have given brains to all people. The fact
that you have the right to vote in all ques-
tions is conclusive proof that those who
framed our government and made the laws
intended that you should think for your-
selves on all questions upon which vou are
called to vote. (Applause.) You cannot
have a person think for you safely unless
that person’s interests are identical with
yours.
What is the fundamental principle that
underlies the money question? It is that
the value of a dollar depends upon the
number of dollars. (Applause.) You can
change the value of a dollar by changing the
value of a dollar by changing the number
of dollars. You can make dollars dear by
making them scarce ; you can make them
cheap by making them plentiful, When-
ever you control the volume of money yon
control the value of money.
, Now there are three systems of money
which have adherents and advocates. There
are those who believe in monometallism ;
there are those who believe in bimetallism :
there are those who believe in what is
known as fiat money or no metallism. The
monometallist believes that your standard
money shall be made for one metal ; the
fiatist or no-metallist believes that your
standard money shall be paper, not re-
deemable in any kind of money.
which he had told Tom of the stolen kiss
Then we have credit money which may
be issued by the government, as our green-
backs are issued, redeemable in another
kind of money ; or we may have a bank
currency, issued through the banks and re-
deemable in another kind of money by the
banks ; and then we have a third kind of
money, which is only a certificate of deposit |
which simply declares that a certain num-
Ler of dollars of gold or silver have been
deposited in the treasury and will be given
to the holder of the certificate on demand.
What I want to ask is your consideration
of the relative merits of the two ideas
which are now most prominently before
the people. While there are thoge who ad-
vocate fiat money, or money that is not re-
deemable in any other kind of money, the
great contest through which this nation is
passing, the great contest through which
other nations are to pass, is the contest he-
tween monometallism and bimetallism.
Assuming, then, the advantages of a me-
tallic base, I want to call your attention to
nonometallism and bimetallism, and I
want to give you reasons why we believe
that bimetallism is absolutely necessary.
What is the important thing in a dol-
lar ? It is the purchasing power. Where
is the test of honesty to be found ? In the
purchasing power of the dollar.
And yet the goldbug never mentions the
purchasing power. He never mentions the
purchasing power when he treats of gold,
but sometimes mentions it in connection
with what he calls ‘“‘the 50-cent dollar.’
Suppose all nations of the world agree upon
a gold standard and agree upon our dollar
as the unit ; and suppose next day they
should meet and decide that we had too
much money in the world—that they should
decide to gather in ninety-nine-one hun-
dredths of all the gold in the world and
sink it into the ocean. What would be
the result? Where we now have $100 we
would only have $1, but it would be *‘hon-
est money,’’ according to their definition,
because if we melted that dollar it would
not lose anything.
What is the proper definition of an hon-
est dollar? TItis this : An honest dollar
would be a dollar whose purchasing power
—not the purchasing power when measur-
ed by one particular article at one par-
ticular time—but a dollar whose general
average purchasing power is the same yes-
terday, to-day and forever. A dellar which
rises in purchasing power is just as dis-
honest as a dollar which falls in purchasing
power. The only difference is that they
hurt different people. A dollar which
rises in purchasing power helps the creditor
and hurts the debtor ; a dollar which falls
in purchasing power helps the debtor and
hurts the creditor.
The one is just as dishonest as the other.
Ido not insist upon an absolutely honest
dollar. If we could get a tolefably honest
dollar it would be so much better than
what we have at present.
We want bimetallism, not because it
gives an absolutely honest dollar, but he-
cause it makes a nearer approach to honesty
than we can make on a gold standard.
Now, how can we get nearest absolute
honesty 2 By having money sufficient in
volume to keep pace with the demand for
money. There are two things necessary in
selecting our standard money—one is
quality and the other quantity, and quan-
tity is as important as quality.
“The business man finds that he cannot
prosper unless the people who buy of him
.
are also prosperous. He understands that
“unless there is money in the country he
cannot get it into his store, and that in due
time the sheriff will get in there instead.
Mr. Byran then referred to a speech
made by Mr. Blaine in 1878, and to a more
recent speech by Mr. Carlisle, in which the
latter spoke of idle capital and the injury
it wrought 10 toiling masses, and added 1
I know there are many people who re-
tard as a demagogue every person who |
speaks of the struggling masses. But I
insist that they are the great producers of
taxes of the country, and that these same
struggling masses, when appealed to in
time of war, were always willing to offer
themselves as a sacrifice, and when the
Monroe doctrine was’ assailed a short time
ago, we remember how these struggling
masses stood up in its defence and for the
honor and integrity of the country.
The gold standard has failed in this coun-
try, in Ingland, in France, in Germany
and elsewhere. New York cannot afford
to insist upon a financial policy that will
make tramps and paupers of the people of
the rest of the country. You may foreclose
mortgages, but you will need renters. The
people you turn out will not want to have
anything more todo with the farms. While
the farmer will live, your streets will be
filled with the idleand hungry, and it will
take all your accumulated wealth to feed
the people made hungry.
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A Wonderful Old Horse.
A Noble Animal that Reached the Age of Thirty=
Eight.—Incidents in Old Bob's Life.—Held One
Job for Quer Thirty Years—Succumbed to Old
Age—Was a Gymnast of no Mean Merit.
The death of Old Bob, the yard horse at
Osburn and Shaffer’s mill, at Falls Creek,
removes one of the most familiar and best
known figures from that portion of the
town. Old Bob was aged 38 years and
nearly all his life time was spent around
saw and planing mills where his imperturb-
able nature and steady disposition made
him of especial value. Before the war he
was an employee at Clark’s old shook mill
in Reynoldsville and for more than a score
of years he was enrployed at the saw miil
at Falls Creek where he worked steadier
and held his job better than any other em-
ployee. Many stories have been told in re-
gard to his sagacity and good horse sense.
So accustomed had he become to his work
and working hours that he could tell with-
in a few minutes the time when the noisy
whistle would announce the hours of 122.00,
and 6.00 and a few minutes before these.
hours Old Bob would amble to the edge of
the platform and by no amount of persua-
sion or entreaty would he allow himself to
become attached to another load of lumber
until he had received his rations and his
hour’s rest. On one occasion Old Bob had
the misfortune to fall over the platform
which was some distance from the gronnd.,
The chain to which he was attached caught
in the track and Old Bob in mid air swung
back and forth like a pendelum. Many a
horse would have become frightened hut
not so with old Bob. He very complacent-
ly commenced munching at the blackberry
bushes growing on terra firma below him
entirely obvious te his perilous position.
Old Bob made few friends. At the ap-
proach of a stranger he would throw back
his ears give his tail a few vicious switches
and announced the acquaintanceship at an
end. The death of Old Bob is deeply re-
gretted and it can be truthfully said that
his position at Osburn and Shaffer's mill
can never be filled by a Bucephalus his
equal.—DuBois Eupress.
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| FOR AND ABOUT WOMEN:
The foliowing women are said to be the
| Six wealthiest in the world : Senora Isidora
| Cousins, $200,000,000 ; Hetty Green, $50,-
[ 000,000 ; Baroness Burdett-Coutts, $20,-
| 000,000 ; Mme. Barrios, $15,000,000 ; Miss
Mary Garrett, $10,000.¢00 3 Mrs. Woleska,
1 $10,000,000.
The most advanced authorities on food
I now advise us to serve the hreakfast cereal
to the children of the family with chopped
dates or figs mixed with it instead of cream.
This mjght be an especially good idea to
try for the child who does not like cereals
and who absolutely refuses to eat the rath-
er insipid mixture of oatmeal or farina with
sugar and cream. Stewed prunes might
also be tried, and if mixed with oatmeal
the night before, and while the cereal is
hot, then put into a small cup and put into
a very cold place, it may be turned out the
next morning as out of a mold and either
cream or the juice of the prunes poured
over it. This may prove tempting when
the warm, soft mixtures fail.
Have yon a headache? No ; this is not
i the beginning of a patent medicine ad. but
a clever physician says that enemy of wom-
ankind that goes under the name of head-
ache is of many varieties, and requires
many kinds of treatment. That to at-
tempt to banish all variations of headache
by a single “‘cure’’ shows a child-like faith
in medicine but very little common sense.
That the first step toward curing a head-
ache is to find out which kind of one it is,
and then to devote one's energies to driv-
ing it away.
That the headache which results from
indigestion is of frequent occurrence, and it
implies over-eating or unwise eating, and
that when a woman finds herself afflicted
with such a headache she should proceed to
cure it by fasting and sitting with her feet
in hot water for a few moments before go-
ing to bed.
That a great many mysterious headaches
have their origin in overstrained eyes. This
kind is cured only hy giving the eyes a
vacation or by the oculist. Of course, care
in the use of the eyes is also a help. Read-
ing. writing or sewing in a dim or flicker-
ing light must be given up. The common
| practice of trying to read in jolting trains
must also be discarded. The eyes must
never be used too long at a time and when
there is much eye work to be done brief
rests and bathings in hot water will ward
off the dreaded headache.
That the headache which is the result of
exposure to colds or draught or sudden
changes is best treated by hot applications,
hot water bags and gentle friction of the
place of pain. Tf this does not banish the
headache in a day then a deeper illness is
| indicated. ,
| That the hest way to treat headaches is
| to avoid them. To refuse to overtax the
| eves, the nerves or the stomach, and to
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give attention to exercise and bathing,
Now, will you mind ?
{ Forsummer dresses tucks of all widths
will be much in evidence ; skirts will be
tucked, sleeves will he tucked, and bodices
will be likewise garnished —a fashion which
is a revival of the art so dear to our grand-
| mothers, but one questions whether the
fin de siecle women will employ their own
| fingers and time in the gentle art, as did
their industrious ancestors ! Ruftles
| edged with lace or narrow ribbon will be a
| feature of diaphanous summer gowns, and
| Yards and yards of velvet ribbon or silk
| braid are sewn around the bottom of walk-
| ing skirts or up and down the seams if
more becoming to the wearer.
Miss Jessie Ackerman, now in Baltimore.
will soon enter upon her duties as assistant
pastor of the Fourth Baptist church of
Chicago.
The best way to make a child good is to
expect good things from him. How many
children are ruined by hearing from the
lips of their mother or nurse words that
come thoughtlessly, “Naughty child 1’ I
have heard a little hoy proclaim as an ex-
cuse for his misdeeds, “I can’t help it. I'm
naughty.” He had been convinced that it
was of no use to try to he good.
How to become slender ? Oh, ve maid-
ens, inclined to embonpoint. Follow this
advice, and your forms will become as
willowly as you could wish, in a trice.
Rise early and take a cold bath, rubbing
vigorously afterward with a coarse towel or
flesh brush. Take a cupful of hot water
before breakfast. Avoid d rinking at meals
and confine yourself to one meal a day.
Take one small cup of tea at breakfast,
some dry toast, boiled fish or a small cutlet
and a baked apple or alittle frnit. At
dinner, which should he at mid-day. take
white fish or meat, dry toast or stale bread,
vegetables or fruit, either fresh or stewed 3
for supper, toast, salad, fruit, and six
ounces of wine or water. Hot water with
lemon juice in it is also good for supper.
When you have followed all these rules,
and find yourself fairy-like in proportion,
then you may begin to contemplate smart
toggery such as only the slender can wear.
A touch of black or white, or both, is al-
most a necessity for a modish gown, what-
ever the color of the material. A black
stock has the effect of increasing the seem-
ing fairness of the complexion, while a
black girdle materially lessens the appar-
ent size of the waist. :
Embroidery must necessarily he a species
| of decoration somewhat limited in its ap-
| plication in spite of the improvement in
| the mechanical contrivances by which it is
| executed. The most popular ornamenta-
|
tion for the skirts of woolen dresses through-
out the coming season will be hands of
mohair braid and velvet and satin ribbon,
laid on in horizontal bands, either grouped
together around the lower portion or
carvied up to the waist with regular
intervals between. For summer fabrics
the same arrangement will be car-
ried out in different kinds of lace
insertion. Piece velvet will also he
used for broader bands, and very much,
too, for making fashioned belts. collars,
vests and other portions of the highly
trimmed hodices, while narrow black rib-
bon velvet enters largely into the composi-
tion of fancy blouses, chemisettes and col-
larettes of all sorts. It is rather too early
to say whether or no flounces will be pa-
tronized very generally ; still, most dress-
makers are showing a few models flounced
up to the waist, and a single flounce or
ruching is very much used to trim the bot-
tom edge of handsome silk or velvet skirts,
and particularly to finish off the skirts of
evening frocks, for which all manner of
transparent fabrics, crepes, gauzes and tulles
are the most fashionable.
We are told by the modistes that Rus-
sian red will be the fashionaLle color for
early spring wear. A deep, glowing red it
is, just a trifle darker than the military
scarlet worn by an English officer, and so
eminently becoming to blondes as well as
brunettes.