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.