ifronj an the telegraphic talk abou' mules in the campaign oue is forced to think that the humble kicker is tfl the army what co.i! is to the navy. In future years many a man who claims to have been where the battle was hottest in the war with Spain will prove it by showing that he stood in front of the bulletin board, the New York Mail and Express predicts. There is an element of reserve, ol thrifty limitation, in British hero-wor ship. Mr. Gladstone has been easily the most popular man in Great Britain for a generation, yet this did not sell his literary works. Indeed, he had to pay his publisher, Murray, about SIOO loss on one of his books. Not far from the filial resting place of Mr. Gladstone iu Westminster Ab bey is the tomb of General John Bur goyne, who was defeated by Gates at the battle of Stillwater, and who sur rendered to the Americans at Saratoga in 1777. Bnrgoyne is a picturesque figure in history, but at the best one must conclude Westminster honors were less highly valuable in 1792 than they are now. He was by no means a great general, and bis campaign in America ended with such advantage to the patriot arms that Yorktown and independence were assured. When Daniel Webster was speak ing once in Funeuil Hall, it was thronged with men standing so close ly together that some were taken oS their feet and there was danger of a panic. As the crowd surged to and fro, Webster thundered, "Let every man stand on his own feet." Each one braced up in his own place and the panic was over. "That," said Webster "illustrates the American idea of Self-government." The illus tration is pertinent to our affairs to day. Every man standing on his feet, and all steady together, will make our nation invincible. Says the London Chronicle: "Ad miral Dewey's interruption of the battle of Manila bay to give his crew? the opportunity of breaking their las* recalls our own 'glorious Ist of June,' when Earl Howe, before he gave the French such a hammering ofl Ushant.hove to for an hour before at tacking, to permit of his men forti fying themselves for the coming fight with a good meal—a pause which caused much conjecture in the minds of the astonished French. It lias evei been the Anglo-Saxon way to fight, if possible, on a full stomach. Welling ton once said that if ever he wanted an Irish or a Scotch regiment to reach a particular point by a certain hour all he had to do was to promise the former a drink on getting to its destination, the latter its pay; but that the corre sponding bait to an English battalion was a good dinner of roast beef.". Canada has a population of 5,f100,- 000 (against 1,000,000 in 1810), with a total trade of $-50,000,000 (against $25,000,000 in 1840), and with a na tional revenue of nearly $40,000,000 (against $700,000 in 1840), which in habits a.ilominion of seven regularly or ganized provinces and an immense ter ritory now in course of development, stretching from Manitoba and Ontario to British Columbia,whose mountains are washed by the Pacific ocean. This dominion embraces an area of 3,519,- 000 square miles, including its water surface, or very little less ihan the area of the United States with Alaska, or a region measuring 3500 miles from east to west, and 1400 miles from north to south. The maguificeut val ley, through which the tit. Lawrence river flows from the lakes to the ocean, is now the home of prosperous, ener getic and intelligent communities, one of which was fouuded nearly three centuries ago. The transportation of merchandise is a feature of the long-distauce trolley lines to which attention has yet been paid, but which has g:'eat possi bilities,comments a writer in Harper's Magazine. These lines offer remark able opportunities for the develop ment of convenient express aud par cels-delivery service between cities and their suburbs, aud even far out into the country. Freight could also be cheaply carried in this way from town to town, aud a large business might be built up in the transportation of market produce and of milk from the country into the city. Platform cars might be arranged so that heavily loaded wagons could be taken bodily for long distances at a material saving in time and expAse. The relief of the highways from heavy traffic might thus be very great; it would also save the community large expenses for re pairs and renewal of roads, for there would be a corresponding reduction in the wear and tear of the way from heavy teaming, and the destructive fch/>Dui»s; action of steel barsesboAH I'lic I net that juvenile crime in creases by about fifty per cent, in summer-time is a potent argument in favor of vacation schools. The bicycle is the poor man's horse. It is now so cheap as to be within the reach of every person who enjoys reg ular employment at a decent wage. The old expression "Hobson's choice" will henceforth have a new meaning. It will be the story in two words of a man .who chose to risk his life for his country's sake and there by gained his country's praise and un dying fame. It is now a matter of established fact in the grain t: a le that the govern ment bureau, in its final statements, underestimated this country's wheat crop of 1891 by 70,000,000 bushels,its crop of 1892 by 60,000,003, its crop of 1893 by 50,000,000, and its crop of 1894 by more than 100,000,030. On the basis of last year's August estimates, the government's reckoning for the wheat crop of 1897 was something like 400,000,000 bushels. The de partment's final report, after the har vest, marked up its own figures to D 30,003,000; Vet the subsequent ship meats from farms to home and for eign markets have proved that even the maximum estimate of private ex perts—sSO,ooo,ooo bushels was below the facts. Unifed 1- a is Consul Smith has transmitted from Moscow some inter esting facts indicative of social and educational conditions in Finland lin ger Russian administration —interest- ing because of a general unfainiliarity ia this country with the Finns. He shows that thirty-eight per cent, of the population—or six per cent, more than in cultured Spain—can read and write; that while the school age be gins at ten, children between seven and ten receive instruction at homo from the parish priest; that co-educa tion is most successful; that women share in all industries, including the labor of teaching in the schools, and are treated with the greatest defer ence. In short, that conditions in Finland, as indicated by the training of the young anil the position accord ed to women, are far in advance of those existing in more than one mon archy which poses as a power iu the concert of Europe. What may be described as "the business of keeping railroad accounts" has increased BO rapidly during the past few years as to justify the organ ization of the"American Railway Ac counting Association." Its tenth an nuul convention which occurred at Atlantic City, X. J., recently, calls at tention to the magnitude of railway way accounts. There are nearly a thousand railroad companies in the United States, having a mileage of nearly 180,000 miles, and taking in from receipts from passengers and mails nearly 31,000,000 a day, and from freight nearly $2,000,0J0. The complicated but perfected system of transfers, rebates, through tickets, stop-overs, "fast" and "slow" freight commutation,and long and short haul, requires an amount of bookkeeping so extensive and so elaborate that it may be said truly, according to the New York Sun, that the operations of the Treasury of the United States it self seem insignificant when compared with the volume of these transactions. The American school teacher is bet ter off than any other. In Italy con ditions connected with the schools have become such that the better classes have taken the matter up with a determination to reform them. In vestigation has brought some deplora ble facts to light. For instance, out of 50,000 schoolrooms, 20,000 were reported to be in "tolerable" condi tion only, while 30,000 "do not de serve to be called places of public ed ucation." In thirty-one provinces tho teachers are never regularly paid, and large sums are owed to them which they see no prospect of getting; 348 communes owe their 1045 teachers 312,000 lire ($(>2,400) arrears of salavy. The ma«s of the people, whose chil dren should goto the schools, take no interest in them whatever. Communal and political squabbles absorb them to the exclusion of everything else,and the rising generation is left to rise without the aid of schooling, or, though attendance is nominally com pulsory for all children between sis and nine years of age, the law is no where rigidly enforced, and the peo ple everywhere are nearly as indiffer ent as the Spauish to tho modern ne cessity of knowing how to read and write, and are nearly as illiterate. The proportion of illiterates for north ern Italy is 40.85 per cent.; for mid dle Italy, 04.61; for southern Italy, 70.4f1. and for the other it-hmds. 80.91. QN THE MARCH. Down the canon of the street, Now the marching men have niweJj Hear the muffled marching font! We have watched them to the last, Hear the thousand-throated hum, Till the column disappears As the Boldiern uearer come! In a mist o( sudden tears. Eagerly the people crowd : Loves and hates before uagUMSed Faintly now and now more loud, Tremble in the troutl Jd breast; While we listen, breathless, dumb, Loves and hates and hopes and faars, Comes the droning of the drum; Waking from the sleep of years, Rika-tek, rika-tek, rika tek tek tek, At our country's calling come, Rika-tek, rika-tek, rika tek tek tek, To the rolling of the drum; Rika-tek tek tek, Rika-tek, rika-tek. rika tek tek tek, Rika-tek tek tek, Rika-tek, rika-tek, rika tek tek tek, Rika-tek, rika-tek, rika-tek tek tek. Rika-tek tek tek, Marching down the western light, Rika-teK, rika-tek, rika-tek tek tek. Bursts the column on our sight! Through the myriad golden inotea So the night comes on apace, Splendidly our banner floats! Hetties on each solemn face; Then the sudden-swelling cheer, While we pray with hearts of fire, Voicing nil we hold most dear, While a wistful, wild desire Wondrous, welling wave of sound. Follows where the dangers are, Till the whirring drum is drowned! Where the battles blaze afar- Still our pulses beat in time Till our heroes homeward come, To the rhythmic roll sublime: And we hear the victor drum; Rika-tek, rika-tek, rika tek tek tek, Rika-tek. rika-tek, rika tek tek tek, Rika-tek, rika-tek, rika tek tek tek, Rika-tek, riku-tok, rika tek tek tek, Rika-tek tek tek, Rika-tek tek tek, Rika-tek tek tek, Rika-tek tek tek. liika-tek, rika-tek, rika-tek tek tek. Rika-tek, rika-tek, rika-tek tek tek. R low iSun iiyf HI mill • W Y. ». ». STILUS. {j* "What is this, grandpa?" asked Kent. He had picked up from the floor a large silver medal that baby sister had been biting with her teethless lit tle gums. "That? Why, it's the medal that the United States government gave ine in 1851—before your mother was born," answered grandpa, as he stud ied the inscription absently. "Did the government give you that?" cries Kent, surprised that his grandfather had been on such familiar terms with the government of the United States. "Why, what for?" "So I never told you that story,did I?" says grandpa, with some pride in his voice. "That was for helping to res cue the crew of the brig Zilica, bound for Bajf of Fundy and shipwrecked off this coast. Anil it astonishes me to this day to remember that we did not every one of 11s lose our lives trying to save them." "Oh, tell it! tell it! Plense tell it!" urged Kent, now tired with interest to hear about a real adventure by his own grandpa. "That happened in the days before the United States life-saving service was organized. That branch of the marine service was not established until the year 1871. Some time before you leave the Cape I will take you to the back shore to visit, the life-saving station and show you some of the won derful appliances they have nowadays for saving life—lifeboats, life buoys, petticoat breeches, mortars for throw ing the lines, red fire to burn and all the numerous traps besides. I think you will find these more interesting than the story, my boy." "But the story, grandpa; the story! Tell that now, grandpa," insisted Kent, impatient for grandpa to hegin. "How many men were there with you when you rescued the sailors?" "Let me think! There was Steve, my brother; Jesse Freeman, Robert Judson—well I think there were six of us all told." "And did they all have medals like this?" "l'cs, every one of us." "Do tell the story, grandpa." "Well, it was about dark when we to:>k the last ones oft' the brig," says grandpa, beginning at the end of the narrative. "I'oir fellows, they had lashed themselves t > the rigging, where they ha 1 remained all day, hungry and wet and chilled to the bone. They couldn't have stood it much longer— night a-coming on and the vessel fast going to pieces. "Half the men iu Wellfleet had been up to tli9 back shove that day to see the wreck and the meu. Tbey would iust go an 1 look at the crew some sight for a little while and then turn about aud go home." "Why did you wait all day before you trie 1 to get t'lem off?" "Because the wind was blowing a terrific hurricane all day, my boy. The sea was raging like a fury, seeth ing with foa:n aud dashing over the wreck every moment. The breakers were booming and crashing on the beach, and nobody wanted to brave their fury. The most experienced of them thought it was foolhardy to risk their lives with the certainty of being drowned or dashe.l to death by the waves. "It was the first day of December, and a smothering snowstorm raged all day. My, how the wind blew that day! "112 was oit of tovn in the morning and did not hear of the disaster to the Zilica until I came home about 3 iu the afternoon," went on qraudpa,now 'airly back at the opening of his story and beginning to stir with awak ened memories. " 'Have you heard the news?" your gran.lma asked, as I came into the house. 'There's a ship ash >re up the back side. Eight-men, they say,lashed to her rigging aad no hjpe of saving them.' " ThUitidar!' said T, and rushed out again into the gale aad started to walk up to the beach." "How far?" asked Kent. "Three or four miles. I was young then and didn't mind a little walk as I do now. Iran half the way, I guess. As I went aloiig I overtook three other meu, acquaintances of mine. One of them called: " 'Hullo, Ben; haven't seen ye be fore. Where ye been?' " 'Been to Provincetown,' I an swered. 'Just heard about the wreck.' " 'We've been up once before. But it's no use trying to do anything. Going again, because we'd like to know if the poor fellows are still hold ing on. Gad, it is au awful sight, though!' "I thought so, too, a little later, when we ran down to the beach. "There was the vessel, driven beam on against the sands, close 011 shore and the big boiling sea* breaking around and over her and over the poor fellows in the rigging. Almost crazed with suffering and fright, they kept calling to the people on the shore and groaning desperately. They soon sighted us as newcomers and fairly yelled, hoping we had come to help them: \Siive us, save us! We are freezing to death, freezing to death!' "Their despairing words shrieked out above the booming breakers and seemed to till the air. The wind had abated a good deal by this time, and it had stopped snowing. Tire sea was still terrific in it-t violence, thundering and booming and lashing the shore with foaming wrath. Nevertheless, it seamed to me that we ought to attempt something, risky as it might be. "We men looked at each other with questioning faces, for none of us at the moment could see just what could possibly be done. " 'i'oor fellows!" said Tom. 'Just Ilea" them call to us. And they've got to drown here before our eyes, I reck'll. We can't do anything without a boat, and we can't with a boat in this sea, even if we had o:ie, and there isn't a boat—likely—within three miles.' " 'We couldn't get a boat here in time anyway,' remarked another. "'She'll break up all to pieces in an hour,' said a third. " 'Help! Help!'wailed the voices of the ini[ e: ile 1 men. " Mood thunder!' said I, 'I can't stand here and wait and see 'em die like rats—can you, Jess?' " 'I shall never have any peace of mind again as long as I live if we do,' answered Jesse. " 'Boys,' said I, 'let's go down to the town and get a boat and see what we can do.' "At that all turned as one man tow ard the village, Jess waving his 'sou wester' as we reached the top of the sand dune, while we all shouted back: " 'Hold on, bold on for your lives!' "On the way,half running now with the impulse that had seized us in com mon, we made our plans how we would operate for the rescue. We agreed, for one thing,that .less should be cap tain of tlie enterprise, as he had expe rience with boats rather more than the others of the party. " 'We'll try to get along with any thing that Isaiah Hatch happens to have, then,' says Jess. 'lt won't be so far as the village.' "When we rea.'he I Hatch's house we found that he had nothing better than a leaky old dory. "However, we were not to be dis couraged now at anything. Ou t blood was up, and every ina:i of us stood ready to risk his own life to save the poor wretches 0.1 the brig, whose cries seemed t > be still ringing in our ears. " 'She'll leak like a riddle,' says Jess,critically examining the boat while others of us harnessed Isaiah's old horse to a farm cart, 'Get a couple more bailers, cud we'll try her any how.' We hauled out the lumbering old boat aud lifted her into the cart aud soon were on the way back, the sleet driving in our faces and freezing on our beards. The storm seemed to be rising again, and we felt that the en terprise was desperate. "On the way we were joined by two other men, who volunteered to assist in the undertaking. "We reached the beach at last, though it seemed doubtful if the old horse that we had pressed into service would hold out to draw the cart to the end of the journey. "We saw that the ship had lowered in tlia water perceptibly during our absence and might goto pieces any moment. The men, however, were desperately holding on just about as we had lef: them. When they saw us they cheered, and this served to strengthen our resolution. We an swered as well as we could, while we hauled the boat down to the water's edge and jumped in. It was more or less peiilous launching a dory in such a sea, but by watching for a smooth instant we succeeded. The current ran strong against us, and the heavy northeast wind blew 11s down the shore. But we had made allowance for this in pavt by launching some dis tance north of the wreck. Then, with faces set and muscles tense, four of us bent to the oats, while the other two were kept busy bailing the leaky craft. "The men on the vessel were silent now, watching our desperate efforts, while we were toss 3d like seaweed up and down ou the roaring waves. Twice we were borne past them by the treach erous uiulertow aud swept a quarter of a mile down the shore before we could recover ground, and twine we stemmed the tide and wind ami strug gled back again to our course. " 'Fetch her round this time,' com manded Jess, 'er all's lost.' "Our strength was well-nigh spent. " 'lt's 110 use,' cried Steve. " 'We'll be swamped if we get a broadside,' said some one else. "They say 'fortunefavors taebrave,' and I think it may be so,for suddenly our old dory seemed to careen and al most capsize and then, righting itself in spite of the waves, swept down straight toward the vessel. The men on board her, watching us as their last hope of life, began to cheer heartily at this, and in a moment more our boat was in the lee of the great hulk and close under her bows. "The sailors begau to clamber down from the rigging, watching the sea? and holding on all the time lest they should be swept away while reaching the boat. "Jess shouted his orders to them as they came in sight, leaning over the rail. By his directions they found and brought a coil of rope, one end ot which they with some difficulty made fast to the jib-boom, where it would have a good height above the water. " 'Now, four of you crawl out and lower yourselves on the rope. Boat wou't hold more than four at once,' Jess shouted. 'Those boys didn't have to be told twice what to do, like some boys I know," said grandpa, looking mean ingly at Kent. "But, grandpa, do tell how you got back to the shore." "Well, the men carried the coil ol rope over into the boat, leaving the end fast to the jib-boom,and w.e rowed away,allowing the coil to unroll as we went. This proved of great servics to us in making the second trip after the other four men who were still left 011 the wreck. 'HYe landed the half-frozen crea tures on the beach and charged them to keep moving that they might not sink down and freeze in their exhaus tion before we returned. Now they were on terra llrma, they seemed com pletely unnerved. "Bowing back, partly held to our course by the rope that we had made fast 011 shore, we soon reached the wreck the second time. The othei four men were soon in the dory, and with a little cheer at our success we set out again for the shore. "But I cheered a little too soon foi my part. For when we were about half way in I stepped into a coil of rope that was lying in the bottom ol the dory and that had somehow be come twisted with the lino by which we were helping to guide her, which the sailors had brought aboard. I was thrown from my balance and the next instant found myself in the icy bil lows. "'Bins overboard nab him!' somebouy called out. "Robert Jordan,at the risk of going over himself and of upsetting the whole boatload of us, reached over be fore I could be swept off and 'nabbed' me, indeed, as I struggled in the icy water. I was pulled in without upset ting the boat, which was a miracle al most, as she was overloaded, and the sea was like a yeasty tumult of bil lows. They pulled me over the rail, dripping with brine, with very little ceremony. " '(lot a "sousing" that time,didn't ye, Ben?' asked Steve, glad enough that it was no worse. 'Give him the oar or he will freeze.'" "Were you much scared?" asked Kent. He had been listening with breathless interest to ascertain if grandpa really got drowned,forgetting that he was at that moment telling the story. "Not so mileli as your grandma was au hour or two later, when 1 told bei about it, Hitting l>y a hot tire in dry clothes, nipping hot ginger tea," an swered grandpa. "And what did you do with thd shipwrecked met), grandpa?" "An organization for the relief ol sea, called the Humane society, took charge of thein and gave them new clothes. They were then sent home by land. They lost everything they hail, though, 011 the brig." "And what became of the brig? Did she really goto pieces?" "Well, I guess she did? And wa were none too soon making up oui minds to attempt to rescue, either. It wasn't 15 minutes after we left hei before the ship settled against the sands and parted in the middle. Then the sea soon did the rest. The masts toppled over,and the rigging to which the men ha 1 been clinging went drag ging over into the sea." "Oh, let's put the medal away and keep it then,grandpa," says Kent,quite seriously. "J>on't let's give it to baby to play with any more. It might gel lost. "All right. We will put it awry. The time may come when you, my boy, will want to take it out and slio* it to your grandchildren, and tell them the story I have told to you—ol how Grandpa Newcomb heijjed t( save the crew of the brig Zilica."— New York Ledger. ])«wev Not Heroic in Appearance. "In person Dewey is not the naval hero of popular imagination," says L A. Coolidgj in McClure's. "He ii slight, of medium height, with tinely chiselled face, and hair sprinkled with gray, while his lirmly set lips anc clear eye would mark him as a' gentle man and a man of the world. While in Washington he was a clubman and fond of society,one of those who rarely appeared after dinuer except in even ing dress; juet the kind of a fellow,in Bhort, that some have in mind when they inveigh against the 'dudes' of th« navy who are pensioned on the government aud laiunt the drawing rooms of the capital. He is quiet in manner, sparing and incisive in speech, courteous in bearing and de cisive in action." A TEMPERANCE COLUMN. THE DRINK EVIL MADE MANIFEST IN MANY WAYS. the Evil Tide—Alcohol Not Wanted—An slstant Surgeon Woodson Officially Fa vors Its Abolition From the Soldiers* Dietary anil Medicine Cliest. Oh! who will help to stem the tide of misery and woe, And help to bring about the time when it shall cease to flow? The tide of evil caused by drink, destroy ing rich and poor, And multiplying miseries around us ipore and more. We try to do the best we can in faith and love and hope, But with the evil all around we cannot fullv cope, For streams of misery every day with never-ceasing flow, Are rushing past on every hand wherever we may go. We want the help of all our friends, we seek their help to-day, That this great tide of misery may soon be rolled away. If all would but at onee unite with courage true und strong, We surely should improvement see, and better days ere long. The work is yours as well as ours, so let's join hands and strive To do our very best to make the good o«use ever thrive, And if we do, it may be ours to stem drink's evil flow, A.nd help to close our gates against this tide of human woe. —Temperance Banner. The Army and Alcohol. Captain 11. G. Woodson, the Government expert on tropical diseases, who for years has made a study of yellow fever and kin dred diseases at Atlanta, Pensanola, Loredo, New Orleans, Savannah and Tam pa, has just made a special official report 1 lor the guidance of troops, especially thoso to be sent to Cuba. Dr. Woodson has re cently been acting assistant quartermaster, and will be in charge of the ambulance train of the Fifth Army Corps of the army of invasion. In his report. Dr. Woodson has this to say about the use of alcohol in an army campaign in the tropics: "Yellow fever Is certainly the greatest danger that confronts us. It is to be remem bered that the mortality of this affection among the troop? from Northern olimates, who possess absolutely no contra-immun- Ity, will be exceedingly greater should the disease gain access to our midst. Yellow fever, being a disease which attacks essen tially the liver and kidneys, will prove particularly fatal to those whose habits of life have reduced the vital resistance of these organs. Especially is this axiom applicable to soldiers with cirrhotic liv ers ami kidneys from alcoholic excesses, and those with lithemta from over-indul-i gence in highly nitrogenous foods. The term Jlthemia is Intended to define that Rendition of men ordinarily spoken of as •full habit.' "So llrrnly convinced am I of the predis posing Influences of alcoholic indulgences toward this disease that I would strike all; fuch beverages from the dietary of the sol dier and even from the medical supplies ot the department. "In this connection I wish it understood that I am not discussing this question from a moral standpoint; and to thoso who' Insist that the habitual drunkards require; their accustomed stimulant, I would reply' that such men should be left behind, or, if, carried, should ho sent up dally for a hypo dermic injection of strychnine or digita- Uno." A Victim oT "Whiskey Biscuits." An elght-year-01l schoolboy who was taken to JJellevue Hospital last week to be examined an to hte st'.nity and who was suf-| fering from neurasthenia, according to the' diagnosis, was a victim of whnt his mother called "whiskey biscuits," which are sold on tho sly insoineenst side bakeshops. The boy's mother described a whiskey biscuit as a composition of cake, jelly, and alcohol, and she said that the boy had bad dreams during the night after eating it. A man whose work for several years has compelled him to spend most of his time on the lower east side, said yesterday that he had heard of whiskey biscuits, but that he had never been able to buy one. "The people who sell those thingsto chil dren," he said, "know well enough that they are rendering themselves liable to punishment, and an adult can rarely buy them. I don't believe that the practice of Belling alcoholic cundies and cakes to chil dren is very general, because a normal child does not care for such things. It is an acquired, but very rarely an inherited, 1 taste. The selling of brandy drops was: discouraged a few months ago, when sev eral of the sellers were arrested. The "whiskey biscuit" is the successor of the braudy drop, and if alcohol Is Ufeed instead Df brandy, I don't wonder that its effects ftro deadly."—New York Sun. Treachery of the Saloon. In the city of Minneapolis some venrs ago a young man of high standing' and excellent abilities was trapped and en snared by the saloon. His life was wrecked and dishonored. That accursed institu tion led him its slave for long and bitter years. The blackness of those years was due to the saloon, was caused by the sa loon, would not have been without the sa loon. The day came when, by the grace of God, that man broke the shackles of bis Blavery, came out of the saloon's prison bouse, and for ten years has lived a free man, has won for himself honor and the respect of his fellow men, a clear head, a slean heart, and a happy home. And these ihings have been in spite of the saloon, und constantly opposed by that damnable institution. And now, when the friends of that man propose to do him honor for the service that he has wrought for his tellow men In these ten years, saloon organs ure busy repeating the story of the dishonor of those years for which the saloon was responsible. It makes very' little difference what the liquor papers say. for very few people outside of the "trade" read them, but their utterance? are an exhibition of the spirit of that in stitution that has in It not one redeeming feature or characteristic the American saloon.—The Voice. What Temperance Brines. We love to see young men with a noble carriage, and with blooming health. We cannot bear to see young men, that have every reason for building up a noble man hood, walking with h discolored face and an unwholesome skin, which are signs of intemperance. Terliaps there Is nothing more disreputable than for a young man to present himself a miserable wreck of what he might have been, and a burden to the state and to the age In which he livep; and perhaps there is nothing more credita ble to a young man than to present himself to the state and to the age in which be lives a monument of health and vigor mid true manliness. Temperance brings you to this higher and nobler condition of mnn hood, and intemperance takes you from It. Temperance News and Note*. Remorse is linked with rum. The pledge in time saves many a maR. The happiness caused by drink Is of very short duration. Feople who "brace up" on whiskey are liable to break down on It. Avoid the occasions of sin. Keep away from drinking companions. Educate the children in temperance mat ters and you begin at the right end. Two colonels, commanding regiments encamped atChlckamauga, have absolutely prohibited agents of liquor houses from entering the camp and trying to dispose of their wares.
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