SULLIVAN JHSBA REPUBLICAN.
W. M. CHENEY, Publisher.
VOL. XIV.
German women have been appealed
to by the International Woman's
League for Peace in Paris to help
them in brifcging about a general dis
armament.
Count Okuma's proposition of a
world's fair iu Japan is a sensible one,
thinks the New Orleans Picayune. The
Occidental attendance at an Oriental
exposition would be immense.
Henry WattersoD, editor of tho
Louisville Courier-Journal, is gcing
to write a life of Abraham Lincoln
from the standpoint of an ex-Confed
nrate who admires the genius of tho
martyred Fresident.
Four professors of tho University
of California, after lisloning, as judges,
to a public debate on the New Wo
man movement, voted solidly against
the New Woman, deciding that tho
movement "is not for the best inter
ests of the race."
Alphonse Daudet, the French nov
elist, has been sorely troubled by his
uncomplimentary remark about Eng
lish women. He declared the other
tiny that he had decided to say noth
ing about women in tho future, be
cause this "sex, usually called feeble,
has too many defenders when at
tacked."
The Pennsylvania Railroad Com
pany has asked all the important lines
using Pullman sleepers to join in a
request to the Pullman Company to
reduce the price of upper berths
twenty-five per cent, be'ow tho prioe
charged for lower berths. Pullman
cars are run on 127,0C0 out of 173,000
miles of road in this country.
Feminine caprice in dress has ruined
many a flourishing industry, and now
tho Calaislaceiuakers are the sufferers.
The present fancy for thick heavy
guipure laces prevents sale of tho fine
delicate fabrics wrought in tho neigh
borhood of Calais. Calais manufac
turers havo distributed their laco free
to Parisian shops, but customers will
not take it up.
The tiuth of the u luge that an hour
oi sleep before midnight is worth two
hours after midnight is questioned by
Dr. R Colby, who states that ho
made somo study »112 tjie snbjeet while
. in naval service during the Civil War.
The ship's company on shipboard—
officers and men oliko—stand fonr
liour watches day and night, with the
interpolation of a dog-watch of two
hours to change the time of each set
of men oil successive days. Thoso men
are therefore obliged to get their re
quired sleep very irregularly, but in
moro thuu two years of observation
Dr. Colby could nover discover that
tho watcn officers and men woro not as
fully refreshed by thoir sleep as woro
tho medical and pay officers, who
stand uo watch, and have hours as reg
ular as any householder. In the varied
industries of our cities, where many
workers aro employed ut night and
must sleep-by day, further evidence
tyv'i? doubtless bo fonni that the time
\/rk i) sleep is obtained has not the in
cidence upon health aud longevity for
merly attributed to it.
Tennesseo hie plannod and is now
constructing an industrial exposition
of interstate aud international scope
to celebrate tho ono hundreth anni
versary of her admission into the
Union, to open at Nashville, tho oapi
tul of the State, September 1, 189(1,
aud to continue 10) days. The plans
call for twouty main buildings to bo
grouped around a lake, a military
plaza, and a roprodnotiun of the Par*
tbenon at Athens, standing snow white
nud uloue iu tho middle upon a high
terrace. Iu tho main exposition
buildings Tennessee will present iu
c!us«itled form uu ler appropriate do*
partuu uts the t videuoes of her re
sourceful mint's, her fertile fields aud
licr numerous manufactures. She in-
iti s every other State aud foreign
nil to come au I pi toe its exhibits
e by si Iu with hers, uud will make
charge for the space oooupiod.
management to which uas bu.-u la
sted the del-tils of the fair desire
the iu»st unique and the most
jiltila exposition possible may re*
from their labors. For Tuuues
part more thau 100-t prominent
aud woiueu scattered throughout
<Uts ale >aid by the managers to
i earnestly end patriulically,
without salary, preparing ekhib
for "ther Jitales, fr. j sji4ju iu
'ililtliugs to? ushihit* aud sites
, ItVI lual e liflees are >il! r« I, aud
il 4ltiM«>iteUt reuder alt assist
i to sueh i -»'u uissiuutrt «« are up-
I out. 1 tur the KUOJ -»«ful p r/oru
ei.n ui tii' ir tiul>e«. "l'uuue»»«e,"
i n in "is iu earnest aud
site will prove agHiU by her egpttsl
liitii l tie mutts ui the tvi iu 'Vtfluutver
totals. '
| WHEN MY SHIP COMES IN.
My ship oomes sailing In from tbe sea,
And I am glad as glad can be.
Ob! I have kissed my love to-night,
And all life seems one calm delight.
My ship oomes in, my ship comes in,
My ship eomes sailing up the soa,
And life is like a dream to me.
Tho stars look larger than before;
The moon Is silver now. The dooi
Of Paradise seems open wide
As yon chureh-door for my fair bride.
My ship comes in, my ship comes in;
My ship comes climbing up the sea,
And land and sea are fair to me.
I know full well in my ship's hold
Lie neither gorgeous silks nor gold;
But oh! I know my love loves me
And ask no more of lan J or sea.
My ship comes in, my ship comas In;
My ship has crossed tho lonesome sea,
And I am glad as glad can be.
—Joaquin Miller, in His "Pooms."
A BAN ON THE NAME.
" °* a ' ' eas ' *^at
was m .y name
when, one bright
summer day, tbe
another cloud in
it. I came home across fields from
Nellie Hobort's wedding, when my
foot caught in tbe grass, where somo
boys had tied it, and down I fell,
twisting my ankle aud hurting my
head so thet for a while I knew noth
ing.
At last I felt some one lift mo off
tbe gronnd, and opened my eyes to
see that it was a great, swarthy, blank
eyed girl of seventeen or so—a girl
with all her tangled curls tucked under
a'dress which was not ladylike, but she
had the voice and manner of a lady,
and she asked me very kindly if I
were much hurt; and, seeing that I
was, picked me up in her strong arms,
and carried me through a garden gate,
and into a littlo parlor, where she
laid me on a sofa and bathed my head
with rose water, and told mo to keep
up my courage for "Gideon had gone
for a doctor."
That name told me where I was. I
was under a roof that I had never
thought would shelter me, no matter
what camo to pass. I would have
risen and gone away, if I could have
stirred from the odd old sofa, for thia
was Gideon Lecd's old homestead, and
here dwelt the children of the man
who, sixteen years before, bad been
bung for tho murder of my Undo
Matthew. I was but a baby when it
all happened, but I could remember
how the whole village was astir in
search of tho missing man, and how a
body was found, at last, in tbe bcart
of Alcott's woods, and how tbe facts
that there had boen a quarrel between
Gideon Lee and Uncle Matthew, and
that Gideon Lee owed the latter
money, and how they were last soen
together quarreling in Gideon's gar
den, where a bloody handkerchief
marked M. G. was found soon after,
brought Gideon to the gallcws. Per
haps hearing the story afterward from
my grandfather made me fancy I re
membered it; but, at all events, the
namo I had learned to hate was that
of Gideon Lee, and now it was the
child born on the day of bor mother's
death, tho very day on which the fath
er met bis awful fate, who lifted me
from tho ground, dusky Madge Lee,
who had never found'a playmate nor a
friend in tbe village, because of the
ban upon her father's name, and Gid
eon, tho SOD, who had been old enough
to understand it all at the time, who
camo in with old Dr. Humphries soon
after. They were not poor people.
The gray stone house was a substan
tial one, and the farm had prospered
in Gideon's hands, and there were
more books and pictures and tokens
of refinement within than country
homes generally boast of; but even
the farm hands spoke contemptuously
of the "son of the man who was
hung," and the servants who were
hired by Madge Lee were not natives
of the plaoe.
And hero was I, Matthew Grey's own
niece, lying uuder tbe roor, and like
to be there some time, lor tbo dootor
forbade my removal.
"I must go homo—l mast go away
from this house," I said, angrily and
foverisbly.
And Madge, lojking down on me as
an Indian princess might, with her
dark eyes aglow, said, iu a bitter
voioe, "Never fear, Miss Grey, we'll
not marder you," and somewhat
abashed me, haughty as I way. Grand
pa was away from home, or I think
eveu the risk of my life would not
have kept him from taking me home ;
aud 1 grow ill aud delirious, aud
Madge Lee nursed me as a sister
might, aud Gideon was kinder thau a
brother. He foiiud sweet flowers
dripping with dew in tbe woods; and
he aaug, as I uuvor heaid auyoue siug
before, those Scottish ballads that are
lovelier thau any other music ever
writteu to my miud. audit ended by
my loviug tbeui. So wheu I was well
euough togo away, 1 took Madge's
haud in uiiue aud said, "How shall I
ever thank you for your tender care
of uiet"
"Aud she auswered : Agues Grey,
the only gratitude 1 ask ts belief iu
u*. The people tlowu there," aud she
pointed with her browa baud toward
tbu towu, 'call us the ehildreu of a
murderer. \Vn are the übiUlreu of a
martyr instead. I itefor aaw my
father, but we both know that he is
iiiuoceut. Your I'uule Matthew—for-1
give ute, but it is the truth - was a
wild, bat fellow. He quarreled with i
my father. u<>t fatli<-r with him, and,
the debt was paid. Aud for the |
Idoo.ly handkerchief, he bad tut hi* I
baud and uubouud aud washed it aud
lied it up afresh iu mother's vtry
sight that day. liuu't be so cruel s»
to doubt It, Agitv* Urey."
LAPOETE, PA., FRIDAY, JANUARY 10. 1896.
And then she brought me tbe pic
ture that they kept as a sacred relie,
and verses written by his hand, and
tender love-letters, yellow with age;
and as I looked at the face, so sweet,
so good, so like that of the Oideon Lee
[ knew, I felt sure that those who
stood before me, though they were
the children of the man who was bung,
were not the offspring of a murderer.
And afterwards Qideon also spoke.
"It is hard for ns to bear," he said
—"hard to know that we must bear it
all oar liveß; but, if you only see the
truth—if only without proof you will
understand that we know no murder
was ever done by our dear father's
hand---we, who have his pictured face
upon the wall, the letters written to
out mother, the words our mother
wrote, begging us to read them often
when she was dead, and never doubt
the man who, on bis knees in the con
demned cell, oallingon God to witness
his last words, had sworn to the wife
whowoull have loved him even had
he, in 6ome hasty moment, dealt a
fatal blow, that he knew nothing oi
Matthew Grey's deatb, and even
doubted that he was dead at all—if you
can believe with us, and not with those
who were his murderers. I, at least,
shall have a lighter heart."
And I put my hand into his, and
gave the other to Madge, and said hon
estly :
"X do believe as you do, and I al
ways will."
A pretty scandal there wa3 through
the town when 1 began togo down
to the gray stone house to see my
friends. I knew it, and fought it
bravely.
"Gideon Tjee never killed any one,"
I vowed aloud to those who chided
me. "I will not ban his children for
tbe fault of others."
Bat there, in the village, were those
who had been at the trial, and eleven
of the jurymen, and the Judge and the
Sheriff and the fitnesses, and nndera
stone in the graveyard were the bones
that had been sworn to as Uncle
Matthew's, and in a bleak, lonely spot
—tor they refused it burial in holy
ground—the coffin of tbe man who
was hang; and how dared I, a baby
almost at the time, to judge for my
self?
I knew they were right enough, but
I never faltered. I was as suro as
Madge was that her father nover killed
Uncle Matthew.
They would not come to my home.
Indeed, grandfather would havo bad
tbe door olosed in their faces, but
nothing could keep mo from them.
And it was dangerous work for me,
too, as I began to know before long,
to sit so much by Gideon liee's side,
to bear bis voioe so often, to feel my
heart thrilling with a loving pity for
him for which I havo no words. Ho
was my wounded and despised knight,
this dear Gideon Leo, before I bad
known bim three short months, and I
would have given my life for hiui.
But he said no word of love to mo,
nor 1 to him.
We were litting together one even
ing, when grandfather walked into
our midst and clutched mo fiercely
by the arm.
No need to repeat th . words he ut
tered. Tho insults stung mo as sh irp
ly as tbev could Gideon Lee's chil
dren. But ho forbade me ever to
speak to them again, and took me
home with him.
The last glimpse I caught of »tho
brother and sister showed them to me
standing hand-in-hand, their fingers
clutched tight, their teeth set, their
faces white with wrath, under the
bright moonlight. It was my last
glimpse for many years, for tho day
after this we sailed for England.
Grandfather was an Englishman, and
it was partly to revisit his nativo land,
and partly to put the ocean between
the Lees and me, that be took the voy
age. But ho could not toar my heart
from them. I lovod them better than
any people I ever mot; mo3t of all, I
loved Gideon.
But I nover heard of him or from
him, nor could guess whether ho lived
or died, remembered or forgot me,
for three long years.
At the end of that time my poor
grandfather died, and I, his heiress,
returned to my native land a rich wo
man and my owu mistress. This codi
cil to his will had left me all:
"I, Henry Grey, having causo to
fear that my belovod grandchild is
easily misled by artful persous, and is
not guileful euough to understand
their guile, do, for her own welfare,
add this proviso, that, should she ever
give her haud in marriage to the son
of the murderer of my son, Matthew
Grey, all ulairn upon the moneys and
estates above bequeathed her shall be
for/oited, and said property go, with
out leserve, to the Hospital of Saint
Martha and tbe church attaohed there
unto, to bo used by the trustee- of
said church and institution as they
Bt'O tit."
But, despite this oolioil, I went
dowu into the valloy in which Gideon
Lee's homestead stood before I had
been at home a day. It was suuset
wheu 1 reached it, but the light did
not, as of yore, gild the paue* of the
tspper windows to sheets of burnished
gold. Every shutter was closed, and
the bouse aeuuied to frown upon me.
The garden had run wild, the fields
lay desolate, the broken branches of
the orchard trees told of bojrish dej.ro
datiou. Htrauge cattle graxed in the
meadow,aud Hover's keuuel waseuipty.
I Wout up to tbe old porell aud foiiud
there, wet with rain uud I in
the dead relics of last year's Morning
glory vine, a acsrlet rib'ion, oue Madrfe
must hive Woru. No una could tell
iuu anyttiiug of Gideon ttee's chlldieu,
esoept what the empty house had told
HlM'"that they were gone.
1 had lost tUuiu. I *a« not hapoy,
I could not be gay. I *.*»»« id not vara
for auy thing very much, and I lived a
quiet lite for t*o Kmyears, and let
tlto* call uie oold aud proud who
would, I »a< Not Culd, but tti .«« who
cvtttlvd uiw wefu tiilvjit Lee'e eue
miee, anl Had persecuted protty
Malge sinoe her new birtb, and had
done their innooent father to death,
and I had hated them for it, though I
said nothing.
But at last, one bright morning,
walking up the road to look at the
desolate dwelling where I had come to
love Gideon Lee's children, I saw a
change in it. The windows were
open; a man was at work in the gar
den. Three figures in traveling cos
tume had just entered the broad
porob, and a carriage stood at the
gate.
I knew Qideou's tall figure at a
glance; but who was this—superb,
glowing, beautiful, with a look of tri
umph on her face—who came toward
me? And who was that old man, with
the strange, sarcastic smile, that I
fancied I had seen before?
As I advanced, I linew that it was
Madge—Madge, grown to be a mag
nificent woman—Madge, who kissed
me as of yore, and who left me in a
moment alone with Gideon, and drew
the stranger away with her.
And Gideon held my hand, and I
could only say, "It lias been very
long," and try to hide my tears !
"It has been long for me, Agnes!"
he said. And then there was a pause.
He broke it by saying:
"Yon are Miss Agnes Grey, and the
world honors you. I am the son of
the man who was hung. Even now,
loving yon as I do—as I have all this
weary while—that stands between tie,
a barrier you could not cross. Is it
not so? Were I all else lam not, and
so worthy of you, I should still be
Gideon Lee, and an outcast branded
with Cain's brand, and you could
neither love nor wed me!"
Could I say, ''l love you ?"' It was
not in maidenhood to do that. It
was impossible. I trembled ; I falt
ered. "It is an unjust brand! My
eye 3 never see it!"
He showered kisses on my hand»,
but he 6poke again. "Do you dare
to do it, Agnes—to love an outcast,
to bring upon yourself contempt and
hate; to relinquish wealth for the
humble life of a simple farmer? Ts
your love strong enough for this?
Will you never repent?"
"Never!" I said.
"When your gold is gone, your
land another's, year friends turned
to enemies and your name—your
very name, Agnos, that of the man
who was hung?" ho aßked slowly.
"Think! can you bear that igno
miny ?"
And I took my hands from his and
laid them on his shoulders and said—
But no matter what I said. I have
forgotten the words that told him that
I loved him too well to doubt my
courage to bear anything for his
sake.
But suddenly, as ho knelt there,
looking up into my eyes, I saw a look
iu his face that I could not under
stand—a look that made me cry out;
and I saw the others draw near, and I
saw Madge clasp her brother's hand,
and the old man held out both of his
to me.
"We have been parted five years,"
said Gideon. "In that time I have
been searching for something that I
believed must be hidden iu tho wide
world. I have found it."
"What is it," I cried.
"Could any earthly thing but one
embolden me to spoak as I havospokon
to you?" said Gideon. "Do you
think that I would ever have offered
any woman a name that would have
made her an ontcast? That which I
sought, that which I found, was a
living proof of my father's innocence.
Look! do you not kuow this man?''
And I turned my eyes upon tho old
man, who had taken my hand in his,
and I knew that 1 looked upon my
Uncle Matthew.
The whole town knowns the story
now lie has told them how, yielding
to his wandering impulses, he left, a-)
-he hal done once before, the home
' and friends of his early manhood, an
far from all news of Christian lands,
dwolt in the Arab's tent upon the
desert, and wandered with him over
the burning sands, loving the life too
well to leave it, aud never hoaring of
Gideon Leo's uujust condemnation, or
of his terrible fate, until his son stood
before him.
They speak of Gideon Leo's children
now as of those of a martyr, and the
ban is lifted from tho name that I
have taken for my own.
'Career ol a Famuli* Surgeon.
lho London Lanoet says of the lAto
Professor Bardelubeu that "his surgi
oal career extended over moro than
half a century ; he begau his work at
the time when aniosthetios were first
used, aud closed it wlien surgery dares
successfully to attack every organ of
the Intuitu body. Although not per
sonally connected with auy striking
inventions or methods, he was always
ready to avail himself of new meuhod*
iu surgery. When more than fifty
years old, at a period of life when a
change of habits is seldom seeu iu
madioal men, he, with the late Pro
lessor Volkiuaun, made the autisoptio
method first known to the profession
of his country, and iu spite of the
scepticism which Sir Jouijth Lister's
work met with iu the beginning, he
was oue ol his most ardent cbt'.npious
in Germany."
Pivieni-e ol Mtn I at the Point ol Death.
Death cams to Captain 11. C. Mc-
Laughlin, of tho stwauer Hesolute,
while he was in the pilot house steer
ing his boat across Han Krauoisuo liar
bur the other day. As he felt his
seusti* leavtug him ha intuitively
reached forward and rtag the roll*!
boll for the mate. Wlieu the mate
rosebud the pilot house the
was lyiug on the Hour, seuseleas, aud
ill a uiinutu of Itru be was dead. Early
that day he had pieked up a horse
shue near the wharf, aud took II
altoard, tolling his friends that il
meant good luck for hiiu Yotb
Nil ft.
MEMORIES.
As a parfuma doth remain
In the folds where it hath lain,
So the thought of you remaining
Deeply folded in my brain.
Will not leave me; nil things leave 313;
You remain.
Other thoughts may come and go,
Other moments I may know.
That shall waft me. in their goins,
As a breath blown to and fro.
Fragrant memories, fragrant memories
Come and go.
Only thoughts o." you remain
la my heart where they hava lain,
Perfumed thoughts of you remaining,
A hid sweetness in my brain.
Others leave me; all things leave me-
You remain.
—Arthur Symons.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
It does not cost mora than the pric3
of two or three ice creams to be a hero
to a girl.—Atchisou Globe.
Tho greatest trouble about blessings
in disguise is their dilatoriness about
discovering themselves.—Puck.
It is said that the idea of the tobog
gan-slide first suggested itself to a
man while swallowing a raw oyster.
Lots of room for ehecrfuldes?,
Though it rains a flood-
Let's bo thankful that it's not.
Slush instead of mud.
Silious—"Leave me alone with my
thoughts." Cynious—"What perfec
tion of solitude!"— Philadelphia Rec
ord.
There is a difference between a cold
and the grip ; but yon will not realize
it until you receive the doctor's bill.
—Truth.
Poet—"Hope springs eternal in the
human breast." Cynic—"Fes. That
the pool of disappointment may never
go dry."—Truth.
"ilappy Thought:" Mem. (from
note-book of careless man) "When
nothing elso to do, wind up my watch.
It saves time."—Punch.
There are bacilli in a kisj.
I've heard it onee or twice;
I really didn't know—did you? -
That germs oould be so nice.
—Washington Star.
Visitor—"Bat this portrait of Mr.
Bulger is a good deal more than life
Bize." Artist—"l know it. That is
tho size he thinks he is."—Boston
Bulletin.
Bowlder (excitedly) —"I tell yon,
6ir, this town isn't big enough to hold
us both." Waugh (calmly)—" All
right. When are you going away?"
Somerville Journal.
"I am not going to take my meals
at the Hash restaurant any longer."
"Why not?" "I heard the proprie
tor tell a delinquent customer to 'pony
up!'"—Detroit Free Preee.
g Proprietor—"l can't engage you;
your feet are too large I" Clerk —
"But they will be hidden by tho
counter, sir." Proprietor—"Xo
counterfeits allowed in this establish
ment !"—Waterbery.
"Women," said he oracularly to
her, "are rarely good listeners." And
the prospective mother-in-law in tho
hallway only applied her ear a little
closer to the key-hole an 1 smiled
grimly.—lndianapolis Jonrnal.
"Why, Willie! what, "have you dono
to Jimtny Woods that he has gone
home crying?" Willie—"Well, he
told a lot of boys that his mi said our
family wa3 one of tho oldest in tho
place an' I licked him."—Pittsburg
Bulletiu.
"Great Scolt !" howlel tha boss,
"does it take you four ho-.fs to carry
a message three squares and return?"
"W'y," said tho new office boy, "you
told me to see how long it would take
me togo there and back, and I dono
it."—lndianapolis Journal.
Ethel—"l suppose I shall have to
- -i this veil; it's tho only one I
.. It's so thick one can har<i|y
„ee my face through it." Edith—
"Oh, wear it, by all means. Every
body says you never had on anything
half so beoomiug."—Boston Trnn
soript.
"I want to buy a make-up box,"
said tho young married man. "A
make-up box?" tho confectioner
echoed. "Wo don't keep theatrical
supplies." "I mean a box of candy to
take homo to my wife. I promised to
bo home threo hours ago."—lndian
apolis Journal.
Judge—"What is tho n-e of ap
pointing a receiver for this corpora
tion? There is nothing left to re
ceive." Lawyer "Your Honor, I
wili show by numerous ottos that it is
not customary to appoiut a receiver
whilo there is anything left to re
ceive." —Brooklyn Life.
"Papt." (She knelt beside the de
jected tlguro and fondly kissed tho
drooping head.) "Papa, I uoi
keop the wolf from the door with my
MUgingt" He was without hope, al
though he smiled. "My child," ha
sighed, "yonr siugiug would keep al
most anything from the door, but the
wolf is pretty nervy. "—Detroit Ne#a-
Tribuue.
A Kmuarkabln Ink.
One of thd mo it remarkable iuk*
kuowu to the eluuut-t is made of a
preparation of Prussian blue iu cont
inuation with uilrio aud hydrochloric
aeid. The writiug done with this ink
lias the singular property of fading
when exposed to the light and rend
ering its color when taken into lho
sbade or pitied iu perfect dtrkuo**. -
ludiauapults Journal.
Chinese Ureal fop Uptn-trr*.
The t'biuese e»o«l tl Hyiug kitss
bftl the* tre even gfoatof at spinal i{
iu|»». Home of their t.ip* tre at Itrgj
ts half t barrel, tud it requires t»w
■iruuglh o| three I'hlittuiou to ■<<!
Iheui a spiumuf I'll i It-inii.lll , itl
tb<»e top, eatt bo ln-tt Itl t Lut.'il
vi MtveftJ huu li»-1 »tr U.
Terms—tl.oo in Advance; 51.25 after Three Months.
HOW FOREIGN MARKETS CAPTURE US.
Fcrejgn sent into IMuta oVt\e 1 1
Umted. States
, *V S Y»ca\^ears
End\ng iune 30
1854 ®T»d 1895
: :-V.;.':.-".; : *5V/>$ soocw?,: \i- ■; £
THE BAG-BAG BILL.
DEMOCRATIC TARIFF FOR SHOD.
DY AN UNSAVORY SUBJKCT.
<4 Snakina" the Odious Word From
tlio Dureau ot Statistics' Reports
—lmport 14,000,000 Pounds More
Foreign Rajs Than Under Mc-
Klnley Protection—Shoddy Cloth-
Ins for the American People.
"Anticipating that their bill would
flood the country with shoddy they
(the Democrats in Congress) were care
ful to 'snake' that odious word entire
ly out of tho new law."
This, from the New York Press, is
hardly accurate. The word shoddy
does appear ic section 279 of the Gor
man tariff where the tariff is reduced
to a 20 per cent, ad valorem rate from
tho specific duly of 30 cents per
pennd that existed under the McKic
ley law. This was equivalent to an
average ad valorem rate of 524 per
cent., 60 that tho reduction mado in
the rate of duty by the free traders
was 71.43 per cent.
Now as to tho "snaking." This has
been dono by the Bureau of Statistics
of tho Treasury Department. Under
tho McKinley law all of these adulter
ants were classified together as shoddy,
noils, waste, rags, muugo, dock, etc.,
etc. For purposes of com; orison it is
necessary to use the same classifica
tion, although under the Gorman law
they are returned under different
heads—some free and somo dutiable.
Tho total showing is a bad ono for the
flee trade tariff iavr. But wo don't
intend to allow them to escapo from
tho responsibility of having made a
law which admits free of duty, as in
fho case of rags, or of suoh a trifling
duty as that upon shoddy.
Tho fnct remains that tho imports of
nil of these wool adulterants have in
creased in ono single year of the new
law over 16,000,000 pounds above the
imports of tho same articles during
tho whole four years of tho Mc-
Kinley law, and as they were once
ecoured wool, worked over and over
until they had lost tho length and
SHOODY
(Rajs, N ? ils>a Ulsslc)
Produced in Foreign Countries,
end ffiorkeied in 111*
JJnitedStaUs\^
Fileal y*or» Ending June 30,
112 1893 1895 N
F£J'!S Go^an
I iHtU'onPawwdt- Wj |
faablr I
—i— -.11 Rlilliit Pausds" T- ■
(. H
8 itlii! {» filuf.dt' .11 ■
■
■ *1 hl.ll'o* ?CUI jl I
M
| —2 Hiiiinn !Vnlt' ' '■ I
! y3SMI -I
Jk k--——^l.
tut >.£*.» Mil'
MasstM.Mww
.> as* Oss
strength of fiber and durability of
pure uew wool, they are siill aa clean
us scoured woo!, though thoroughly
rotteu. Tho mereaao in these impor
tations during the tlrsl year of the
Qew law has bceu so -real as to eatoeej
ihe entire yield of Scoured wool pro
duced iu the annual clip of oar two
largest wool growing States of Cali
fornia and Tetas.
Hat the free traders s.nuotiiac* ob
lo comparison* being ina.lo with
ISJI, so let Ms look back to I WW. And
as they have "snaked" the word
shoddy fiout their statutioa we will
aeeuiMiu > late th.-iu by using their
own i-ru-rag*. Il.io are the iw
NO. 14.
ports of rags for tho two fiscal years
ending June 30, 1893 and 1895:
IMPORTS OF POnEIQN RAOS TO SB MANUFAC
TURED INTO CLOTHING FOB AMERICAN MEN,
WOMP.N AND CHILDREN.
Year Oiiding Quantity.
June 30. Pounds.
1895, free tra le 14,006,055
1393, protection 35
Increase of free tra lo rags 14,060,019
Under the MeKinley tariff the pro
tectionists were not ashamed to call
this stufl shoddy. But the free trad
ers shirk shoddy and "snako" tho
word put of their statistical reports.
But what's in a name ? There are the
facts. Farmers can tell the quantity
of rags that aro being used in place of
their wool. The people can tell the
qnnntity of foreign rags that they
must wear on their bucks, besides all
the shoddy goods that aro coming
from Yorkshire. And everybody knows
the increase in our supply of foreign
free trade rags. Senator Hill did wel'
to stigmatize this shoddy tariff as "o
rag-bag production."
Roach and Whitney.
We note with pleasure the nrrivul
of the day when an inability to con
struct a battleship is taken as an evi
dence of inability merely—not of
crime.
We recall with pain the existence of
the day when not tho inability, but
tho partisan suspicion of the inability,
to construct a cruiser or a dispatch
bolt was *aken not as evidence of ina
bility, but of crime.
We are glad that nobody colls
William C. Whitney a thief, or de
prives him of the dividends of his in
vestments, or drives him into bank
ruptcy or tho grave, because his im
| ported English (in design) cruiser
"Texas" turns out to bo a worthless
tub. -
We ore sorry that William C. Whit
ney called John Roach u thief, robbed
him of his dues, drove him into bank
ruptcy and the grave becauso partisan
dislike had putin his mind tho belief
that John Roach's "Dolphiu," tho
stanohest vessol of her sizo that doats,
was such a lopsided,dowu-by-the-head,
i buckling, turtle-turning (iu posse) nau
tical monstrosity as William C. Whit
ney's "Texas" has been shown to be.
Tho world moves. And in nothing
more is this fact shown than in tho
conduct of our navy. Not only would
it bo impossible for ouy Secretary of
| the Navy to-day to direct such a ruth
> less and baseless persecution as Mr.
i Whitney, in pursuit of political oapi
( tnl, directed against John Roach, but
I nobody thinks of asking Mr. Whitney
to reimburse the Government for the
| millious diverted into tho mass of old
! iron now lying in the Brooklyn dry
' dock. Nobody charges tho costly
failure of the "Tfxas" tc anything
worse than Mr. Whitney's Anglo-man
iao iguoranee.—New York Press.
An Agricultural Exhibit.
In September, 1894, our exports o!
agricultural products constituted 65.61
per cent. ol all exports. This year, in
September, they formed but 60.81 per
cent., a loss ol 4.83 per ceut. In Sep
tember, '1892, they were 72.53 per
cunt., showing a loss this year of 11.72
per cent. In September, 1891, they
were 77.88 per cent, of all export',
showing a loss of 17.07 for last Sep
tember as compared with 1891. This
gives farmers au idea of the maimer
in whieh the free traders help them to
capture the markets of the world. In
actual value this year's September loss
was nearly 50 per oout , the shipments
fcf agricultural products iu September,
1891, being worth $03,789,333 and
this year, iu September, only $'U,-
01)9,955, a decrease of $*29,033,581 m u
mouth.
I'roe Trade Trns's.
The Leather Trust, having put np
the pr.ee of Us product, has now de
cide 1 to close one hundred of its
tauueries, throwing fifteen thousand
persons out of eiuplopment for an in*
detiuite period. Suli the Democratic
trust-smashers are in control of the
llovertimeul at Washington. —Cleve
au I ( >bio) Ls«i|«r.
A Memo <rat en Dewier#!".
Ridiculous ai it *uun I* tor ihe
United Statmi at this period uf tin .r
existence, w.» are on tho straight tos I
in liaukruutey. The situation issu-H
that with Congress m Keputdieau eou
trot, a «112 the i^ipoamon
must aoeopt the teveune bill whieh is
Istd bufut* In. u Theru is a »Urtei»n v
in the National revenue, aa I wo atu-l
have money. It is a condition which
confronts u», nut a theory —New York
Huu.