SULLIVAN REPUBLICAN.
W. M. CHENEY. Publisher.
VOL. XIII.
The Czar of Russia tells his subjects
that he is an autocrat, as his father
■was, and means to remain so.
M. Andre, a European aeronaut,
thinks he could get to the North Pole
in i balloon at an expenditure of
übout 835,000. He is still looking for
a millionaire to blow him off.
The Now York World announces
that a prize of 8100,000 is offered by
this Government for the best air-ship
for passenger and freight traffic. In
ventors have until 1900 to perfect
their plans.
A movement is on foot in England
to celebrate the sixth centenary of the
British Parliament, which will be
rounded out this summer. It was in
1295 that Parliament first assembled
on tho basis from which has grown the
form of tho present assembly.
The statistical fiend has been figur
ing out the cost of the chain letter
business asking for stamps. He esti
mates that if the letter reached its
fiftieth number and brought back ten
stamps for each letter written it would
take 101,372,794,958,094,779 cars to
carry the stamps.
The examples of New York and Ohio
in founding colonies for epileptics is
about to bo followed by Illinois, an
nounces Harper's Weekly. Tho medi
cal societies of that Stato and of the
city of Chicago are moving in the
matter, and have submitted a bill for
the purpose to the State Legislature.
The Atlanta Constitution announces
thai "Bishop Potter, of New York,
practically endorses the plan suggest
ed by Rev. Mr. Rainsford, some years
ago, of having saloon attachments to
the churches. In this way good
drinke-may be obtained by the thirsty,
and the desire for company be grati
fied."
Twenty years ago the persons of tho
Emperor and Empress of Japan were
sacred; they were seen by none save
high court officials, and even to these
the Emperor's face must bo veiled.
Tho Empress now visits the free hos
pital of Tokio, and talkci -or gives
presents to the patients as freely as in
any Western land.
J. Boss writes in the Engineering
and Mining Journal that sinoe the
diamond discoveries in South Africa
the Brazilian diamond-mining indus
try has fallen so low that the annual
output is now not over SI 50,000, when
thirty years ago it was upward of S2,>
500,000. Brazilian diamonds are so
much smaller than the African that it
does not pay to mine them against
African competition.
Tho political and financial pro
gramme of tho Bussian Government
for this year is of a comprehensive
character. It includes the improve
ment of publio credit, the extension
L>f roads and communications, the de
velopment of commerce and agricul
ture and the promotion of the export
of Bussian manufactures. A special
tax is proposed on all merchandise
entering the port of St. Petersburg.
There were issued during the year
1894 20,803 patonts. The inventive
Yankee is not losing his grip, the New
fork Mail and Express makes appar
ent. In proportion to population
more pate nts were issued to citizens
of Connecticut than to those of any
other State. Massachusetts ranks next.
Rhode Island is third, New Jersey
fourth and New York seventh. Mon
tana and Colorado are fifth and eighth
respectively.
Kleptomania is the polite term for
common stealing when the thief has
money or social position, remarks the
San Franoisco Chronicle. The latest
instance of this vice of the period
comes from Paris, where a rich old
collector of curios looted the Louvre
and stole many valuable arc relics.
If these kloptomanics were treated
like ordinary thieves we should hear
of them less frequently. Because a
man has no itcontive to thsft except
cupidity is sufficient reason why he
should be more severely punished than
one who steals from necessity.
-\VLs>i the New York Mail and Ex
press esteems an excellent scheme for
an international postage stamp is
shortly to be submitted to tho varinus
Governments of Europe by tho Ger
man authorities. The exceeding in
convenience now existiug in the case
of those who wish to inclose stamps
for reply in a letter addressed to a
foreign country will be wiped out,and
a stamp bearing the names of all the
countries in which its value as postage
is recognized, together witti a table
giving its value iu the coin of each of
these countries, will become uuiveisal
it the scheme is adopted.
GRANDMA. LAND.
There's a wonderful country far away,
And its name is Grandma Land;
Tis a beautiful, glorious, witching place
With grandmas on every hand.
Everywhere you may look or go,
Everywhere that the breezes blow,
Just grandmammas! Just grandmammas!
In this wonderful oountry far away
Where grandmammas abide.
In this beautiful, witching Grandma Land
The good things wait on every side
Jam and jelly cake heaped in piles;
Tarts and candy 'round for miles;
Just good things here! Just good things
there!
In this wonderful country far, afar,
Where blow the candy breezes.
In this beautiful, glorious pudding land
Each child does just as he pleases.
All through the night, all through the day,
Evory single child has his way,
Each his own way! Just as lie pleases!
In this wonderful country far away..
In this gorgeous grandma clime—
When tired children can oat no more,
There are stories of "Once on a Time."
Stories are told and songs aro sung,
Of when the grandmammas were young—
"Once on a Time!" "Well, Let lie See!"
To this wonderful country far, afar,
Where only good things stay,
To this beautiful, glorious GrundinaLand
Good children ouly find the way,
But when they sleep and when they dream
Away they float on the gilding stream
To Grandma Land! To Grandma Land!
—Harper's Young Toople.
A NEIGHBORLY FEUD.
C - p'LL tell you, Frank,
it's got to the point
y where something
nmst be done,"
said Mrs. Burnett,
and as she spoke
she rapped at the
small knuckles that
were moving to
~ • bowl. Morton,aged
nine, jerked his hand out of the way
and Juughed at his mother, who
pursed up her lips to conceal a smile.
"Don't do that, Morton," said Mr.
Burnett. Then turning to his wife
he asked: "What have they been do
in' now?"
"That boy and some more of his
crowd put tin cans along the top of
the fence and then threw at them to
knock them off. About every other
stone went over tho top of the fenco
and went sailin' across our back yard.
If one of them had struck anybody he
wouldn't have known what hurt him."
"What did you do?"
"What did I do? I went out and
told them if they didn't stop I'd send
for a policeman. I said to that Dea
kin boy : 'lt's a shame your mother
can't teach you to be a little better
than a savage.' "
"Maybe she didn't know they were
doin' it."
"I do believe she puts 'em up to it.
That boy's euough to try the patience
of a saiut."
"Next time he comes into onr yard
I'll bet I throw something at him,"
putin Morton, whose chin was drip
ping with a mild mixture of milk and
coffee.
"You leave him alone," said the
male parent. "You get into enough
fights already."
"Well, Frank, those boys aro for
ever picking onto him," said Mrs.
Burnett.
"Boys are a good deal alike," re
sponded her husband. "I'll bet when
he gets out he's the same as the rest
of them."
Morton grinned and said nothing.
The only member of the Burnett
family who had not joined in the ar
raignment of the neighbors was Alice,
six years of age. She knew all about
the feud and shared in the suspicions
of her mother, but at present she wus
too busy with supper.
The Deakins lived next door, and
although there was a dividing fence it
had not kept the two families apart.
In the year during which the two
households had dwelt side by side
there had been a growing enmity. Yet
Mrs. Burnett had never spoken a word
to Mrs. Deakin, and her husband
knew nothing of Mr. Deakin except
that he worked with his hands for a
living and spent a great many of his
evenings at home.
It would have been rather difficult
for either the Burnetts or the Deakins
to explain how the feud started, but
it was operated from the start through
the children.
There were two Deakin ohildrou,
Lawrence, or Larry, aged ten, and
little Willie, who, at the tender ago
of three, had learned to regard the
Burnett tribe with scorn and hatred
and suffer, to some degree, under the
indignities heapod upon his family by
that arch fiend of juvenility, Morton
Burnett.
For when the Deakins sat around
the supper table and cast up the ac
counts of the day it was Larry who
posed as the persecuted and abused
child, while Morton Burnett was pic
tured as an infant of dark intents,
headed straight for the Bridewell.
"If I was a man, Tom Deakin,"
said the wife, "I'll warrant you I'd go
over to that house and give notice
that things are simply going too fur.
To-day that boy got up on the fonee
and called Lawrence all kinds of
uames."
"He said that his mother said that
ma didn't have clothes fit to wear,"
suggested Lawrence, who had begnu
to breath.i hard during the recital of
his grievances.
"Anyway, I don't try to make my
self look like a peacock every time I
•tart to church," said Mrs. Deakin.
This comparison of Mrs. Burnett
tiokled the children, and they laughed
immoderately. Tom Deakin restrained
| them .with a quiet "Tilt, tut," and
I atid that tb*i Lirouer way to get along
LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, APRIL 26. 1895.
was to pay no attention to the neigh
bora.
"I'd like to know how yon can it,"
said his wife. "That boy is up to some
mischief every hour of the day, and
his mother seems to encourage him in
everything he does. He throws things
over into our yard, teases Willie and
makes faces at me."
"Next time I see him pick on Willio
I'll give him another licking," (suggest
ed Larry.
"You'll do nothing of the kind,"
exclaimed his mother. "Don't you
remember the talking to I gave you
the other time you had that fight with
him?"
Lawrence ) emembered the mild re
buke, and his inward resolution was
not changed. Tom Deakin went for
his pipe, oppressed with the thought
that he had been very unlucky in his
selection of neighbors.
These complaints had come to him
day after day from the downtrodden
members of his family.
The feud had grown from a thousand
aggravating circumstances.
Suppose Morton Burnett to be on
the fence. His mother would open
the back door and say loud enough to
make herself heard through the open
windows of the Deakin house : "Morty,
get down from that fence! Haven't I
told you about that?"
Mrs. Deakin would hear and under
stand. Then she would wait her op
portunity to appear on the back
stoop and retaliate.
In summer time, when both women
were out of doors much of the time,
they occasionally exchanged glances
which were more significant than any
thing they could have said.
When Mrs. Burnett put out her
washing she knew that Mrs. Deakiu
was watching her and counting the
number of pillow slips and table
cloths.
When Mrs. Burnett came to the
back door and called out, "Come,
Alice, dear, and practice your music
lesson," it was equivalent to saying to
Mrs. Deakin: "Aha, we have a cot
tage organ in our house, but you
haven't any in yours."
Mrs. Deakin had frequently in
formed Tom that the Burnett organ
was a cheap, second-hand thing.
One day, when Mrs. Deakin came
home from a funeral in a covered car
riage, there was consternation in the
Burnett family, and accounts were
not fairly balanced until the new coat
of paint was put on the Burnett house.
The Deakin children told the Bur- j
nett children all that their mother had j
uaid about the probable character of |
Mrs. Burnett. Likewise the Burnett i
children repeated to the Deakin chil- j
dren all that they heard a t the supper j
table. Mrs. Burnett knew that she
was being reported to Mrs. Deakin, :
and Mrs. Deakin felt it to be her duty !
to learn what the viperish thing liad
been saying. Frank Burnett and Tom j
Deitkin became convinced each that j
the other's family was probably more !
to blame over the fence, clothes-line :
and garbage-box issues.
Allie Burnett started to ran across
the street one day in front of a deliv
ery wagon. She fell, scrambled to her
feet again and a horse's knee struck
her in the back again. She fell on the
block pavement and lay quiet.
Mrs. Deakin saw it all from her i
front window. She ran into the street ;
and gathered the muddy child in her
arms. The frightened driver had left
his wagon, and he followed her timid
ly to the front door of the Burnett
house.
Mrs. Burnett screamed and thou
began to cry.
"Run for a doctor, you loony," j
said Mrs. Deakin to the driver as she ,
placed the limp little body on a bed ;
and then ran for cold water and cloths. ,
When the girl opened her eyes she ;
found her mother on one side, Mrs. j
Deakin on the other, while a reassur- !
iug physician smiled at her over the
footboard.
"She's a little jolted up and bumped
her head when she fell, but it was
mostly shock," he said.
"Law me!" gasped Mrs. Deakin,
"when I saw that child fall my heart
just went into my throat. Don't cry,
Allie, you ain't a bit hurt. The doc
tor says I can put some more poultioe
on your bad old bump."
"I'll get it," said Mrs. Burnett.
"No, you sit still. You are as pale
as a ghost."
That is how it happened that Frank
Burnett, coming home from the works
by the baok way, found in his kitchen
the hated vixen, the trainer of crim
inals, the woman without character—
Mrs. Deakin.
She told .him what had happened
and begged him not to frighten his
wife, as there wasn't any real dan
ger.
Mr. Deakin was likewise surprised
upon arriving home. Supper was not
ready and his wife had gone over to
the enemy. He went after and was
taken in.
Mrs. Deakin told him she couldn't
come home because Mrs. Burnett was
all upiet, and some one would have to
take care of the child. So Mr. Deakin
nud his two boy's ate aoold lunch with
Mr. Burnett and his boy.
Mr. Burnett sent Morton ont to get
two cigars, and while the women
i sat by the bed in the front
| room the men sat in the back room
| ami smoked, while the three boys,
j awed by the revolution, kept very
ijuiet.
"If Morton ever bothers you, Mr.
: Deakin," Eaid Mr. Burnett, "you
just let me know, and I'll tend to
him."
"1 was just going to say to you that
Larry's apt to be too gay now and
then, and if I ever hear of him pick
iug on your children I'll make him
remember it"
! In the front room Mrs. Burnett was
i tbankiug Mrs. Deakin, who was hop
| ing that her children had never both
! ored Mrs. Burnett very maoh. The
I little girl weut to sleop and the Dettk
i in family weut home.
That was the end of the fend. In
each household there was a general
order that in case of neighborhood
riot punishment shonld be visited npon
those nearest at h»nd.
Those two houses, side by side, be
came the peace centre of the west di
visioo.
Tho Deakiu children were at liberty
tc go oyer and thump on the Burnett's
cottage organ.
But who ended the feud—the men,
tho women or the six-year-old? Ch
icago Record.
The Age ol Trees.
Much speculation has been in
dulged iu as to the length of time
duriug which trees of particular kinds
may livo; but anything like an abso
lutely accurate estimate is obviously
impossible. Approximation to exact
knowledge is all that can be obtained.
Such an approximation, however, is
interesting, and here it is. The cedar
has been known to live 2000 years,
the cypress 800, the elm 300, the ivy
335, the lareh 575, tho lime 1100, the
maple 510, the oak 1500, the olive
800, the oiange 630, the spruce 1200,
the walnut 900 and the yew 3200. It
is not unreasonable to suppose that
some of tbe giants of the Yosemito
Valley are older than any cf those
given, their yeors being almost, if not
quite, equal to thoso of tho perio I
since the flood, according to common
chronology. The existing cellars of
Lebanon are supposed to bo contem
poraneous of those cut down by Solo
mon for the building of tho Temple.
Doubless there are trees to be seen
in every primeval forost as old as the
Christian era, and some, perhaps, that
antedate tho Pyramids of Egpyt.
While we look with undisguised awe
and wonder upon the ancient monu
ments of civilization, we fail to real
ize that we may have almost every
ilay within our view, in tho shape of
an aged oak or towering pine, a yet
living and vigorous witness of tho
far-off morning of the world.—New
York Ledger.
To Preserve the Hair.
"What'll von hove on your hair,
sir?" interrogated a barber to the man
in the chair. "Nothing at all? Not
even water? Well, do you know that
you are one man in titty? The other
forty-nine want a decoction of some
sort to make their hair lay smoothly
and shine nicely. To tell the truth,
though," ho continued, iu a confiden
tial tone, "it would be a great deol
better for their hair if they also per
sisted iu having their locks combed
dry. Nature has placed a little oil
sac at the root of each hair, the duty
of which is to supply the hair with
natural oil, and make it smooth and
supple. The use of water, bay rum,
oil aud other hair dressings takes tho
place of this natural oil, and the sacs
soon wither from disuse. And so,
unless the use of dressings is con
tinued, the hair is liable to grow hard
and stiff. I would advise every one to
discontinue the uso ot all hair dress
ing, and have the hair combed dry.
About three'weeks of dry brushing
will reopen the oil sacs, and there
after the natural oil will do the work
thoroughly. No, sir, I wouldn't ad
vise any one to wet tho hair in comb
ing it. Bad practice. Next."—Now
York Advertiser.
Detective Ability.
A gome what ghastly but quite suc
cessful bit of elucidation is credited
to M. Bertillon, the anthropouietrist.
On his back, in bed, a man was iouud
the other morning, shot dead through
the mouth. The revolver was still in
his hand. There were doubts, how
ever, whether it was a ease of suicide,
after all. For one thing, deceased
had never been known to possess a re
volver. Of course, he might have
bought one for the occasion. It was
advisable to try to ascertain this, and
it was M. Bertillon who hit upon the
way. He had the corpse taken out of
bed, dressed it himself in deceased's
clothes, and sot it in deceased's cus
tomary attitude in his usual chair.
The coiffure was as it used to be, and
the hue of life was brought back to
tbe face as nearly as stage paints could
make it. Then tbe revival was photo
graphed, and the photograph was sent
to every gunsmith in Paris. One of
them recognized a person who had
bought a revolver two days before,
and this Witness identified the weapon.
—Pall Mall Oazette.
A Widow's Vow.
An English parish elerk, seeing a
woman in the churchyard with a bun
dle and a watering can, followed her,
curious to know what her intentions
might be, and discovared.that she was
a widow of a few months' standing.
Inquiring what she was going to do
with the watering pot, she informed
him that she had been obtaining some
grass seed to sow on her husband's
grave, and had brought a little water
to make it spring up qnicklv. The
clerk told her there was no oooasion
to trouble; the grave would be green
in good time. "Ah!• that may be,"
she replied, "but my poor husband
made me take a vow not to marry
again until the grass had grown over
his grave, and, having had a good of
fer, I do not wish to break my vow,
or keep as I am longer than 1 eau
help."—New York Sun.
Persecuting a Poet.
John Q. Whittier was greatly loved
by strangers, who not only called on
him, but thriftily insisted on patting
lup with him all night. "Thee has no
! idea," said his sister, "how mueh time
Cireenleaf spends trying to lose these
! people in the street*. Sometimes he
j comes home andaayat 'Well, sister, I
had hard work to lose him, but I bavu
I lost liitu. But I can never lose a her.
I'lim wi- ii- i! it re more pel tinacious tasg
' the || >i»'t thee till I I hum S%
Maria V
OUR FARMERS EGGS.
TllK CANADIAN IIEN SENDS HER
PRODUCT INTO OUR MARKETS.
Prices Have Fallen and American
Women Lose Their Pocket Money
—All Farm Products Cheaper Un
der the Wilson Bill—We Sell Less
In the Markets of the World.
It is eomo time since we looked into
the farmer's egg basket. Then it was
well filled with good fresh American
eggs that sold readily in all American
markets, the competition from Can
ada, Europe, China and elsewhere hav
ing been stopped under the McKinley
tariff.
But we have a new tariff now, a
Gorman tariff, which reduced the dnty
on eggs from fivo to three cents a
dozen. In order to learn how this is
1892.
working for the benefit of American
farmers wo have looked up the im
ports of eggs siuce September 1, 1894,
a few days after the new bill became
law, and find, from the figures of the
Treasury Department, that the im
ports oi eggs compare of follows:
Four month?, September 1
to L>»e»mbor 31.
Value. Dozen.
1*94 tfhW.ll.i 1,865,096
1893 139,471 1,105,405
I ii''rra.su $211,642 259,6rt8
The new tariff had been in effect
only four months when we imported
almost 260,000 dozen more eggs than
during the corresponding four months
of 1893. Tho money loss to the farm
ers was $29,012 in this short time,
which is at the rate of three hundred
and fifty thousand dollars a year.
This much money distributed among
the farmers' wive 3 won Id come in
mighty handy during these hard
times, when eveu tho Treasury has
rnu short and had to buy gold at a
high rate of interest. The Gorman
bill is not doiug much good for tho
farmers in this country, nud tho Ca
nadians know it. Thiu is what we
fiud it in the Cauadiau Trade Review
of Februarv 15:
"We seem to be getting back onr
egg market across the border. Last
week ten carloads were shipped from
Montreal to New York, aud realized a
net profit to tho shipper of three
cents above what he could get at home.
Tho demand there is still fir from ex
hausted, and further supplies from
Canadian points will probably find a
rising market. This reminds us of
old times. Before the passage of the
1895.
MeKinley act our egg exports across
the border ran into quite large figures.
Amounting in 1889 to 14,011,017
dozen, ol the value of $2,156,725.
The five-cent duty of that tariff cut
down these exports to tho value of
$324,355 in the fiscal year ended June
30, 1893. The present duty is three
cents a dozen, a rate wihch should not
make it impossible to do an egg trade
of the former magnitude with our
neighbors."
This Gorman bill seems to ba gor
mandizing every little profit that the
farmer used to make. - He has lost
money on his wheat, corn and cotton
crops, and now the Cauadian eg-js are
coming in again, which means more
eggs in the market. Too mauy
mean too low prices, and no pocket
money for the farmer's wife after she
has paid for the chicken feed.
Spring Season Goods.
'•fcjkiJ; '* 'V
Oat ol work, out of style.
Terms—-SI.OO in Advance; Sl.2ft after Three Months.
Watchfulness is &eetl*arr.
Zeal after an election !» quite aa es
sential as before. The cause which
was successful at tho polls demands
constant zeal for its practical realiza
tion. The best agents of the popular
will are made better by the inoessant
watchfulness alone, but support, rein
forcement and encouragement are
necossary. The battle is only begun
when the first line of intrenchments
is taken. The army is quite as neces
sary in the engagements whioh are to
follow. The election only determines
public policy. It has then to be carried
out. It requires the people co-opera
ting continuously with tho public offi
cers to put into the form of law and
administration their declared purpose.
The election settles much or little,
dependent upon how the election de
crees are interpreted and executed.
The election only declares the people's
purpose. After this must come the
fulfillment, for the promises ot the
election should always be sacredly
kept. Hero comes "tho tug of war."
Then is not the time for relaxtion on
the part of the citizen, but for re
newed and redoubled effort and vigi
lance. If then the peoplo become in
different, you may be sure the publio
officer, however strong and true and
well meaning, will be inadequate for
the task. The official is quick to
catch the spirit of the people.
Lincoln said, as he journeyed to
Washington in 1861, in response to
the addross of welcome by Governor
Morton, of Indiana, at the city of In
dianapolis :
"In all the trying places in whioh I
may be placed, and doubtless I will be
placed in many such, my reliance will
be upon you, the people of the United
States, and I wish you to remember
now and forever that it is your busi
ness, not mine alone."
No truth was ever more manifested
or more significant then and now,
than that uttered by Mr. Lincoln.—
Governor Wm. McKinley.
Protection in the South.
Diversified farming is being enthu
siastically discussed in the South
where the low price of cotton is driv
ing the producers to a practical study
of what is best suited foi their needs.
They Bay that the money which they
(lo get for their cotton must be kept
in the South instead of its being sent
to other parts of the country for hay,
corn and meat. Thiß is good policy
and a policy that, in its broad sense,
should be applied to every .part of the
South, to the North, to the East and
to the Weßt. It is, in fact, the policy
of protection.
Smaller Exports o! Farm Products.
Farmers will naturally be interested
to learn Low great is the competition
in those markets of the world to se
cure our American farm products, for
the latest statistics show our exports
for the seven months ending January
31, 1895. lu comparing these with
the corresponding months a year
earlier we have the following:
EXPORTS OF FAIIM PRODUCTS.
Seven Months, July 1 to January 31.
1894-95. i 893-91.
Bushels. Jlusliels.
Rarlov 1,14:1,58.1 3,755,025
Corn 9.tMifi.42B 37,728,7(1.1
Oats 335,10> 5,479.704
|lv,. 8,810 230.628
Wheat* 18,28(1,579 63,114,284
Total bushels.... .58,838,505 110.308,401
Flour, barrels 9.20(1,48(1 10,143,687
Farmers can see that, during tho
seven mouths ending January 31,189.>,
we sold nearly 52,000,000 bushels less
food stuft to foreigu couu tries thau
we did during the seven months end
ing January 31, 1894, and also 1,000,-
000 barrels of Hour less. It is easy ti
imagine how the buyers in the foreign
markets of the world are lighting
among themselves to secure this small
quantity of our products, which is
only about one-half of what we sold
them beforo the wall of protection
was broken down in order that we
could reach their markets. Anil the
worst of it is, to j, tha', they are only
buying the smaller quantity at lowe/
prices than they used to pay for the
larger quantities which they bought
from us under protection.
English Cottons Coming.
The returns of the British Board of
Trade for 1891 show that imports into
the United Kingdom increasel bysl9,-
000,00 J, or nearly 1 per cent, more
than the imports of 1893. The export
trade fell od 1 per cent, or nearly
810,000,090 in amount. Tho decline
in the values of goo Is, it is thought,
will fully accouut for the shrinhage in
export values, because the volume of
business was certainly greater than in
1893, chietty owing to the larger qtian
tity of goods shipped to the United
States. In cotton goods the British
exports increased 11 per cent, in quan*
tity and only per cent, in value.
Why Or.vtt Was a Republic in.
The following lines, written an 1
signed by General U. S. Grant ia
1889, appear in his aucosrraph:
"I'here is not a precinot intUis v*st
Nation where a Democrat c.iaaot cast
his ballot, an I hwe it ountel as
cast, no matter what thepradominanca
of the opposite party.
"He can proclaim his political
opinions—even if he is one among
thousands— without fear and without
proscriptions on account of his
opinions.
"There are fonrteen States, and
localities in soma others, where Re
publicans have not this privilege.
This is one reason why I am a Re
publican." "0. S. GRANT.
We must ourselves ascend It ws
would lift others, and In this rsry up
ward climbing we are taking the first
and most essential sup in social las-
MOTWMBt - - - .
NO. 29.
UNFAITHFUL.
If man could rule his lovo of change would
mar
The purple dignity that wraps the hill*;
Pluck out from the blue sky some perfect
star,
And set it elsewhere, as his fancy wills.
Train the gnarled apple tree more straightly
up:
Lift violet head, so long and meekly bowed;
With some new odor All her purple cup,
And gild the rosy fringes of a cloud.
For mark! last year I lovod the violet best,
And tied her tender colors in my hair;
To-day I wear on my Inconstant breast
A crimson rose, and count her just as fair.
We are unfaithful. Only God is true
To hold secure the landmarks of the past,
To paint year after year the harobell blue,
And in the same sweet mold its shape to cast.
Oh, steadfast Nature, lot us learn of thee!
Thou canst create a new llower at thy will,
(Lnd yet through all the years canst faithful
be
To the sweet pattern of a daffodil.
—From Sometime, by May Riley Smith.
HUMOR OF THE DAT.
A fast man easily runs into debt.—
Puck.
The poorest form of loafing is be
longing to a literary society. —Atchi
son Globe.
Unless you flatter some people they
imagine you are slandering them. —
Galveston News.
It is very hard to admit that a man
yoanger than yourself has more sense.
—Atchison Globe.
In the bright lexicon of the grocer,
even allspice is adulterated nntil it is
not all spice. —Puck.
Sheriff's advioe to a merchant—
"Don't advertise and I'll do the rest."
—Profitable Advertising.
The man who becomes a successful
hypocrite has to work at it every day
in the week.—Ram's Horn.
China invented gunpowder, but it
was so long ago that she forgot what
it was for. —Cincinnati Tribune.
A man doesn't look as pretty at a
piano as a girl; but, as a rule, he
sounds prettier.—Atchison Globe.
The man who commits suicide for
love perpetrates a slur on all the
women in the world except one. —
Puok.
"Those are pretty poor patent leath
ers you have on." "Yes; but they
were all right before the patent ex
pired."—Yale Record.
It's a wise young housekeeper who
excuses her bad cooking on the ground
of typographical errors in her cook
book.—Philadelphia Reoord.
Nearly every one has been.wioked
enough in his life to feel painfully
embarrassed when invited to a mind
reading party.—Atchison Globe.
Professor —"Mr. Wakeup, can you
tell what besides chloride of iodine is
found in salt water?" Wakeup—
"Why, yes; fish."—Yale Record.
Weazer —"The Populists used to
have a band wagon ; what have they
got now?" Teazer—"Nothing but the
wagin* tongue."—Philadelphia In
quirer.
Time flies. It seems but a few days
since a woman we know was cutting
out scraps of poetry, and now she cuts
out only sure cures for rhematism. —
Atchison Globe.
Chicago Alderman—"Who are you
and what do you want?" Old Party
(with lantern)—"My name is Diogenes.
Let me pass. I'm not looking lor
you."—Chicago Tribune.
Mrs. Elephant (after tying knot in
her spouse's trunk) —"There, now! I
guess you won't forget again to bring
the baby some of those cocoanuts when
you go down to the jungle."—Puck.
One fact should be known by him who'd
drink
From Fortune's golden cup;
By Fate is the mail turned down who wait 3
For something to turn up.
—Puck.
Madge—"l wish we oould meet some
of the leaders of our set this after
noon." Mamie—"That's easy enough
to do. Just put on your ugliest dress
and go out for a walk."—Chicago
Becord.
Little Sister—"Any new studies
this term?" Little Brother— "One—
elocution." "What's that?" "It's
learnin' how to read a thing so it will
sound as if you was at the other end
of a drain-pipe."—Good News.
Visitor—"lt must be very difficult
to produce such an exquisite work of
art." Dealer—"Nonsense. Almost
anybody can paint a pioture; but
finding a victim to buy it after it is
painted is where the art comes in."—
Tit-Bits,
Little Dot—"Uncle George says I'm
too loquaoious. What does that mean."
Mamma—-'That means you talk too
much." Little Dot (after reflection)
—"I 'spose big word* was made so
folKs oould say mean things wifout
hurtin' anybody's feelings."—Good
News.
"Eustace has been cured of his hab
it of boastiug." "How was that
miracle accomplished?" "He was
dilating on the size of his income the
other evening iu a mixed crowd when
one of the persons present spoke up
and remarked that he was an income
. tax collector."—Chicago Record.
A Strike Aniut the Hospitals.
There is a strike against the hospi
tals in Vienna. In Austria the private
doctor is almost nnknown, as nearly
everybody belongs to a medioal club,
by which, on payment of a trifle, medi
oal attendanoe is furnished whenever
required. These clubs have long had
an agreement with the publio hospi
tals to give a I mission to sick members
for thirty-six cents a week. The hos
pitals are now trying to raise the rate
to flfty oeuts per week aud the clulw
have struok agaiust them. —Chicago
Herald.