Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, October 28, 1893, Image 3

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    DEAR HEART, WHAT THEN?
Youth still lingers, with Its ploasures,
Blessings now are manifold.
Lifo Is sung In gladsome measures.
Hoping yet for fame or gold.
Working on, believing, praying,
We may win, like other men,
Should success como past portraying;
Let us ask, doar heart, what thon?
Later years will bring us sorrow,
Stealing both our youth and joy,
Though wo cheat ourselvos, and borrow
Ploaauro's serablanco, half alloy.
One by one the days will leave us,
Never to return again,
Holding much to please and grieve us,
Sadly must we ask: "What then?"
Ah, stern middle age advancing,
Slow, but suro, to you and I,
Robs of all so gay, entrancing.
Furthor on, docp shadows 11a
Forward will wo press, not knowing
What awaits us, whore, or whon,
Older, sadder, wiser growing—
And wo well may ask: "What then?"
At the last, grim age and wrinklos,
Pain and woo—but perfoct peace,
For tho star of Hope still twinkles,
Toll and misery soon will ceasa
Loved ones will have gone before us,
Just beyond our straining ken;
Douth will raise his banner o'er us—
Ah, dear heart, what thon, what then?
This life ondod, tho beginning
Of a New Life, strange and sweet,
Without wrong or earthly sinning,
Trembling hunds or weary foot—
Ilcaven, for all so long beseeching,
Bliss beyond Description's pea
Bloat Eternity outroachlng—
No moro need to ask: "What then?"
—Mrs. Flnley Braden, In N. Y. Observer.
A. SCHOOLMA'AM'S NERVE.
Pokor for a Kiss or the Plunder In
tho Pot
LACK BART,
Wl the notorious
i highwayman of
California, once
during his
career came
across an Amer
ican woman
who turned tho
tables on him
centric, and
whilo holding
up tho coaches
in the Sierras
he did tho most unusual things. It
happenod in tho spring of 1872. Bart
had boon doing a smashing business in
more sense than one in the northern
part of the state, and he had become
such a terror that a double guard was
sent out with every coach that went
from Sacramento to Nevada City. Once
he attempted to hold a coach up against
such odds that he failed, and only
-escaped after a long chose through tho
mountains, durtbg which he was
wounded severely, and the guards were
confident that, mortally hit by their
bullets, he had managed to crawl into
some one of his retreats and died. For
several weeks nothing was heard from
Bart, and, believing him dead, the ex
press companies relaxed their vigilance,
and tho mails and strong boxes wero
sent out once more with but one man
beside tho driver to guard them.
Northeast of Sacramento, about
twenty-five miles, in the Sierra Nevada
mountains, is a deep canon, at tho head of
which is a beautiful fall of water known
as "The Maiden's Tears." The Nevada
City trail wound through the canon.
Near the falls the trail lay across a flat,
open space, with the stream on one
side aiid piles of huge bowlders on the
other.
A few weeks after tho wounding of
Block Bart a coach was crossing this
open space. Tho guard, on tho seat by
tho side of tho driver, was dozing in tho
heat of tho sun, and tho driver was
struggl ing to keep his eyes open. In
- side the coach were seven passengers,
among whom was a young woman
bound for Nevada to teach school. She
was good looking and plucky. She had
been a teacher four years in tho min
ing districts of the west, and she was
thoroughly acquainted with tho cus
toms of the rough element in the midst
of which she lived. The other passen
gers wero business men and specula
tors, some of whom had recently come
from the east to try their fortunes in
the "diggings."
Tho coach had reached the center of
the open space when the noose of a
lasso flung from among the bowlders
overhead settled over the shoulders and
arms of tho drowsy guard, and in the
twinkling of an eyo ho was hauled to
"BUT I'LL BET THAT i CAN BEAT YOU."
the ground. At tho same time a deep
voice calling from among the rocks or
dered the driver to stop tho horses and
hold up his hands. Tho driver obeyed
without a protest. The passengers
stuck their heads through tho coach
doors just in time to receive an invita
tion from the voice among the rocks to
step down and lino up with their hands
over their heads. Tho order was
iiromptly obeyed. When they wero in
ine Black Bart, holding a revolver in
one hand and tho lasso in tho other,
stepped out from among the bowlders
and came down to where the coach
- stood.
After binding tho guard securely he
proceeded to relievo the passengers of
their money and valuables, tossing the
plunder Into a big sombrero that he
had set crown down byWe side of the
road. In the pocW®*#§oe ot the paa
sengers he found a pack of playing
cards. He threw them with the rest
of his booty into his hat When he had
finished searching the passengers he
said:
"You can put your hands down now,
gentlemen. It must be kinder awkward
standin' in that position. I'm sorry to
put you to so much trouble, but, you
see, I had to have money, and I thought
that this would be a pretty good crowd
to strike. I'm kinder ashamed of my
self to put so pretty a woman as this
lady is to so much trouble."
The highwayman smiled apologetic
ally on the young school-teacher, who
astonished her fellow-passengers by
smiling back at the robber, and saying:
"Don't worry yourself, Bart. It was
no inconvenience at all."
"You know me?" said Bart, inquir
ingly.
"I've heard you described so often
that I feel pretty welf acquainted with
you," replied the school-teacher.
Tho highwayman appeared to feel
flattered. "1 admire your spunk," he
said. "Most women faint when they
see me."
"I never saw a man yet that I'd faint
for," replied the woman, to the horror
of her fellow passengers, who were
afraid she would anger Bart ana drive
him to some desperate end. A second
or two later they were stricken dumb
with amazement when she said:
"Bart, I'll bet you that I can beat
you one deal at stud poker. If I don't
you may kiss me. If I do, you must let
this coach and its passengers go on
with their property without further
trouble. Will you do it?"
Tho proposition staggered Bart for
an instant, but he recovered himself,
and, laughing heartily, said:
"Waal, miss, you beat any woman I
over came across before. I never kiss
a woman unless she's willin', but if you
want to tako them chances I'll play
you, but I reckon you've givin' me the
best of the bargain."
The woman intimated that she was
really anxious to play for those stakes,
and preparatipns were made for the
game. It was agreed that the driver
should deal the cards, and Bart insist
ed that tho half dozen passengers
should stand up in a row twenty paces
away, so that he might detect any at
tempt at treachery. The teacher seat
ed herself on a mail-pouch that Bart
had dragged out for that purpose, and
with his rifle resting across his lap he
settled himself on one knee a Bhort dis
tance from her.
Opposite them and between the play
ers and the line of passengers the driver
sat down on the ground. Word was
THE DRIVER DEALTTHE CARDS,
given to start the game, and tho driver
threw the first card to face
•down. The next card fell at the feet
of the school-teacher. Each player was
now entitled to four cards, to be dealt
faceup, and Bart caught the ace of
clubs, while to the teacher fell the sev
en spot of diamonds. The highwayman
next caught the five-spot of heart*, and
his face flushed and ho smiled con
fidently, for tho first card dealt to him
was a five-spot, and he now held a pair.
Tho teacher drew the deuce of dia
monds. Bart showed his elation when
the next card that fell before him
proved to be the fiv6-spot of clubs. He
now hod three fives, and he was suro
the game was his. To the teacher fell
the four-spot of spades, ner luck was,
indeed, wretched, but she didn't seem
to be the least disconcerted as she
looked over at Bart's pair of fives and
then down at her seven-spot high. The
last turn came, and the queen of clubs
fell in front of Bart and the seven-spot
of spades was the teacher's draw. She
had a pair of seven-spots in sight
Bart smiled. "Your luck came late,"
he said. "I'm afraid you'll lose the
kiss, for here is another five." He
turned up the first card and it gave him
tlireo fives.
"Y'ou did well, sir," said the teacher,
"but I've got another seven spot here,
and I believe three of these are better
chan your fives." She turned up tho
"roll" card and suro enough it was a
seven spot
Bart was setback for an instant, but
when he realized that he had been fair
ly beaten he smiled and, helping tho
teacher to herfeot, said: "Gentlemen,
I've lost a mighty big stake. Come up
here, one at a time, and get what be
longs to you out of that hat"
The passengers joyfully obeyed the
order. Bart retained their firearms.
In a few moments the passengers wore
in the coach and were going up tho
trail with a dash.
When the story of the school-teach
er's pluck was told at Nevada City the
citizens presented her with a handsome
gold watch, and tho express company
gave her a check for one thousand dol
lars. The brave woman still lives in a
prosperous Nevada town, where she be
came the wife of a prominent lawyer.—
G J obe- Democrat.
—That was a very wise editor who
replied to a correspondent who asked:
"What is the best stock for a poor man
with a little money to invest to buy?"
that investigation of tho market con
vinced him that "soup stock" was the
safest and most nourishing.—Uarpor's
Bazar.
—She—"lsn't your father a very dig
nified man?" He—"Very. Why, he
wouldn't let me touch him for oue hun
dred dollara " Little Peddlington
Gheewits.
IN WOMAN'S BEHALF.
COLLEGE-BRED WOMEN.
Co-Education Has Proven Her Fmu's In
tellectual Kcj'ial.
Fr -m every, college where coeduca
tion haa been installed, in England as
well as the United States, come reports
of the successful student work of wom
en in the class of 1893. At a majority
of the institutions the year 1893 marks
the graduation of the first class of wom
en entered for the the full academical
course of study. Jt may l;e claimed
in regard to these "co-eds." that the
higher education of women lias now
been tried, and that,from and after this
date the world will perceive the fruits
or the blasted hopes of the innovation.
Let us say at the outset that wc be
lieve the fruits are certain to crime.
And yet it seems best not to expect too
much of the higher erudition imparted
to this sex during the first period of
its effect and influence. The college
bred man has not always proved that
lie has a satisfactory reason for exist
ence. When he graduates he is often
thrown all at sea by contact with prac
tical life, and from his utterances in
orations on graduation day it might in
many cases be concluded that he will
never get his bearings. He is, indeed,
a pectiliar factor in our everyday life.
The world does not always know what
to do with him,and often can not afford
to let him do what he wants to.
Only the people who judge very has
tily for anything but gradual results
from the higher education of the aver
age woman. There must be .an upbuild
ing of the subtler qualities of being
throughout the line of life which pre
sents that average representative to us.
- anil the result of >so much inbred sta
bility of character will naturally pro
duce its own effect in its own sphere.
That this leaven is already working
within a calm, enlightened and con
servative field in our life people some
times forget. There have for some
years been several colleges in this
country where not only the degrees
which give rank in the scholastic world
arc dealt out to women, but also the
secrets and treasures of thought offered
by education. Vassar, Wellesley, Smith
and a ho If dozen other institutions have
given thousands of young women fin
ished classical educations. Spectacles
and short hair arc not typical of the
students at thosi* colleges. They arc
after an education for the pleasure of
enjoying its advantages, not solely for
the purpose of becoming great thinkers.
But it has not been easy to compare
these women with college-bred men,
and everybody has demanded the com
parison. Enthusiasts have been un
able to think of any better way of find
ing whether the woman comes up to
the men. Coeducation furnishes the
opportunity desired. At Cambridge,
England, and at nearly all our Amer
ican institutions the reformers have
seen woman placed right beside man.
The newcomers have everywhere stood
the test admirably. Ten women at
Cambridge University recently passed
for the mathematical tripos, two be
coming wranglers. The enthusiasts all
say that thiH settles it—woman is equal
or superior to man intellectually—and
in the fine fibers of spirit as well.
Not long ago Edmund Gosse stated
in a magazine article that all the
women of literature in all ages had
written everything ascribed to their
names in just one spirit, by force of a
concentrated individuality. lie pointed
out that they had written well, but
that they had asserted themselves in
but a single way at any time, which
was to suit themselves. If that is t3 rp
ical of the sex in other intellectual mat
ters also, we may still, in spite of the
trammels of prescribed work, look for
bright things from woman's mind and
pen and hand in her highly educated
future. But the larger number of
women do not possess genius. They
are creatures with chaotic minds like
their brothers the men, and nothing
but hard work and study will shape
their original brain power so that it
will be useful and osscntial to our civil
ization. To beat the young man at the
young man's own gamo and on his own
ground means nothing in itself. If,
however, tho same victorious woman
should beat the same man when he has
grown to the peril*! at which his pow
ers of intellect are most fully devel
oped, it would mean far more. If,
furthermore, a large number of women
can manage to acquire, by a higher
education, the ability to stand up with
the men in the battle of life, the
achievement would be wonderful.—
I'rovidence Journal.
WHAT ONE GIRL DID.
Ami What Many More May Do If They
Only Will.
The girl was just twenty. She had
been at school for the last ten years,
had studied every tiling she wanted to,
and several things she did not care for,
had come with a trunkful of pretty
gowns and half a dozen dainty hats
and veils to spend the summer- in a
suburban town far from her home,
which was in the south.
It had always been enough for this
girl to be alive and to lie happy. Her
sweet looks and her sweet ways had
been so pleasing to her father and
mother, her brothers and cousins, that
she had never felt the need of trying
to do them any good, says Harper's
Bazar. When at school the same sweet
ways and sweet looks had made her
popular, and it did not occur to her
that she was to exert an influence on
her companions.
It probably never docs occur to a
rose or a pansy that it has any duty in
the matter of being fragrant and at
tractive. It simply lives its life.
In the summer home, however, Girlio,
as her father liked to call her, jfound
that everybody was on the qui vive to
help everybody else. Her aunt and her
girl cousins all had their work among
the poor, or they read to sick people,
or taught in Sunday-school. Two
cousins were very much interested in a
working-girl's club, one hundred girls
gathered from a factory in the hottest
part of the town. The club met even
ings, and the young ladies of the place,
dressed in the severest possible gowns
of calico in summer, of serge in winter
with white_aprons and caps, like maids,
took turns in entertaining their young 1
friends.
"It's surprising," said one cousin to
Girlie, "that we can make no impres
sion on these poor things, no matter
how we try. They wear the same
tawdry imitation lace and paste jewel
ry, they have trailing dresses in the
street, and their hats arc covered with
cheap flowers. Our example does not
count."
Girlie only laughed. Then she said,
with her soft "Southern drawl: "They
don't care for your caps and your
aprons. It's all a sham, don't you see?
It doesn't impress them because it isn't
sincere."
It happened ono evening that the
programme for entertainment was in
complete. Girlie was asked to take a
part, to play a piano solo, or give a
recitation. It ended in her doing both.
She went in her pretty white wool
gown, with pale lilac lows here and
there, her dress so rich, so maidenly,
so becoming, that she was bewitching
in it. The girls clapped their hands
and applauded her with enthusiasm.
They crowded around her, and begged
her to come and teach one of their
classes on Sunday.
Girlie was persuaded. She said she
knew so little herself that she would
have to study very hard. When Sun
day came she dressed in her pretty,
dainty tailor-made gown, her simple
sailor hat,her gray gloves. From head
to feet she was like an exquisite flower,
but not a pull' nor frill nor ruffle was
superfluous, nor could one have been
spared.
The girls listened to her and looked
at her. In six months you would not
have known them for the same set;
their taste was quieter, their gowns
were simpler, more refined, less preten
tious; their hats lost the load of flowers
and feathers. Girlie was imitated in
her speech, her manners, her exterior:
she had set a good example.
He A Woman.
Girls, all of you, everywhere, this ii
i word to you.
Be womanly.
Be true to yourselves and be guided
by the promptings of those who have
been through it all, and know by ex
perience the best line of conduct to
pursue. You may lose the companion
ship of some whom you think very gay
and jolly, but their evanescent friend
ship will be replaced by sincere re
spect and commendation.
It is great fun, perhaps, to be a bit
slangy in your talk, to take surrep
titious puffs of a cigarette, or to de
ceive your chaperon as to your where
abouts.
Possibly for a time such a line of con
duct will appear amusing and clever,
and you will undoubtedly think you are
pleasing Tom, Dick and Harry by being
hail follow well met and willing to de
ceive those who have your best inter
ests at stake. But when your back is
turned no one will be so quick to cen
sure you as they.
Remember that, and don't yield to
the temptation to be flippant and un
true.
Again, be womanly.—Boston Herald.
Ouulity Not OuHiitlty.
I)r. Bischoff, the celebrated professor
of the University of St. Petersburg, pub
lished a pamphlet in 1882 against the
study and practice of medicine by wom
en. In this pamphlet he declared that
women were physically unfit for heavy
studies. After careful investigation he
discovered that a woman's brain was
inferior to that of a man, and that it
was incapable of any great develop
ment. He based this opinion upon the
average weight of the brain of a wom
an, which was considerably less than
that of the ordinary man. In his will
he provided for the weighing of his
own brain, and put its expected weight
at a pretty high figure. He died re
cently, and it was found that his brain
weighed considerably less than that of
the ordinary intelligent woman. The
ladies are delighted, and the women
have fallen back upon the theory that
it is the quality of the brain that
counts, and that the weight does not
amount to much. Some of them go so
far as to assert that if a man's brain
were composed of as good material as
is put into a spider's brain it would
make him a mighty smart fellow.
WOMAN'S POINT OF VIEW.
'.liss WILT. ALLEN DROMGOOLK. the
Tennessee author, has held the posi
tion of clerk of the senate in Tennes
see with great credit for eight years.
MICHIGAN women are receiving the
congratulations of many of their sis
ters from all over the world on their
sudden accession to the rights of voters
at all city, town and village elections.
A LADY in Copenhagen has been of
ficially registered as a carpenter and
joiner. She expects to do more than
superintend workmen, and in order to
perfect herself in making dainty furni
ture she has found her way to this
country in search of new ideas.
MRS. HARRIET STRONG, of Whittier,
Cal., last year raised 2,000,000 plumes of
the beautiful pampas grass used in
decoration, and hold them nearly all.
Mrs. Strong is said to be the first per
son to grow these pampas plumes ex
tensively in North America. Formerly
they all came from South America.
MRS. WILLIAM WALTERS, of Muncie,
Ind., is said to be the only woman
who ever undertook to shoot a gas well
with nitro-glycerine. She lowered six
ty quarts of the dangerous explosive to
the bottom of the well, nine hundred
feet, dropped the weight, and ran away
as fast as she could. The explosion
was entirely successful, but not many
women would have had the courage to
undertake it.
IN 1800 there were about 275,000
women engaged in money-making oc
cupations, as follows: One linndrod
and ten lawyers, 105 ministers, 320 a\<
thors, 588 journalists, 2,001 artists, 2,13".
architects, chemists, pharmacists; 2,100
stock raisers and ranchers, 5,135 gov
ernment clerks, 2,438 physicians and
surgeons, 13,182 professional musicians,
50,800 farmers and planters, 21,071 clerks
and book-keepers, 14,465 heads of com
mercial' houses, 155,000 public school
teachers.
FEMALE WRITERS.
HY J. M'ALISTER
In considering the grade of writers
! referred to in the following comments
I jim of the opinion that it is open to
I question if publishers in the union, and
i whose hands are in the International
| Typographical Union, should not draw
the lino of literary "slush" somewhere.
* This means, of course, that the union
J would have it in its power to step in
i and refuse to be the instruments of
propagating baneful literary produc
tions, where such is plainly the case.
That would not be asking too much on
the part of a union which now dictates
the details of the procedure of most of
the operations leading to publication.
In tlieso days of the boasted advance
of woman's rights into every concciv
atle domain; when domestic virtues
on their part are being shoved aside;
when it is said she has proved she can
do everything that a man is qualified
for, except produce a Handel or a
Henry Ward Beecher; I say in theso
days it is amusing to have to say that
the great overpowering bulk of tho
modern production of imbecile litera
ture iu the field of fiction is written by
women.
If imbecile writings of this kind re
ferred to are not injurious, what is?
They are not actually Zolaesquo,
though some of them tremble on an
overhanging verge in that direction
from overdrawn, gushing suggestive
ness. But, if such were not the caso,
they arc a curse to young or olderly
female minds in their unnatural, stupid,
untrue, improbable and insane fu
tility. They lead to any amount of
ignorant ideas of life and its pojsibili
ties; false hopes and anticipations for
the coming years, and a stroug found
ation of helpless impracticability work
ing on "silly" young females' mind and
imaginations. Some of my readers will
have socn or poruscd publications of
tho kind I am driving at, Buch, for in
stance as "Tempted to Leave Her
Lover," "'Twixt Love and Ilate,"
"Sne Was a Daisy," "The Fortunes of
a Beautiful Factory Girl," Ac. I ara
not concerned about tho literary make
up of such productions at prosont, it is
tho trend of this abominable unnatural
uess that is deplorable, though their
diction is such as to cause surprise that
a market exists for their purchase.
These are the writers whose heroes
"dream of feeling the raptures of that
perfect bosom beating against his own."
Their heroine "swoons away at tho
touch of his hand in a thrill of exquisite
happiness," or, as tho case may bo for
him, "a thrill of longing sweeps o'er
his manly face," while again, "she Is a
iroainof ethereal loveliness" as the sun
playß with her auburn tresses. Theso
are actual quotations from tho efful
gence of feminine ineptitude.
" 'Twixt Love and Ilate" In its plot
makes a would-he strong-minded worn
in, in tho wealthier walks of life,
marry a detective whom sho hates from
the first, because, forsooth, he served
her by hunting up tho secret history of
her rival In love; and it makes another
masculine female marry a man before
she lias made any inquiry as to the fate
of a former husband who was injured,
not killed, in a railway collision. He
turns up alive afterwards, and plays
into the hands of the detective's wife.
Of course, it transpires, the railway
victim had another wife, so the hunted
female rival is again uppermost in an
atmosphere of complicated folly and
unheard-of social blunders. Tho story
ends with the old-fashioned banish
ment of tho demon, and tho unalloyed
happiness of beings pictured as abject
fools hunted through life by the most
impossible of impostors, after the fash
ionable female kills hor detoctive hus
band and poisons herself.
faillie Goldie, in one of these effu
sions, is portrayed as a factory girl,
well-looking, of course, and is supposed
in the course of the story to be au fait
with the fineries, the education and
tho capacities of a fashionablo girl in
comparatively high life; goes through
a mock marriage with a man repre
sented as something of a hybrid be
tween a tough and a viscount" She fails
to convince herself whether she is mar
ried or not, and yet allows a man, Ru
pert Morgan, whom sho likes, to fondle
her and to make love to hor in profusion.
Her marriage, such as it was, was ac
companied by the peculiar circumstance
of two hired bullies being posted at tho
door where it took place, in her "lius
bandV mother's house. Morgan and
Wailingford, hor "husband," hunt each
other 'to tho death" for months, for
her, often meet and forget to mete out
vengeance through sheer idiocy. And
so on, in a wonderful ma/o of jumbled
up, alleged plot, full of inconsequent
actions, forgotten threads of the story,
high falutin talk under unheard-of cir
cumstances, dialogue to be expected
from such characters —almost —and an
utter absence of any motive in the ac
tors, who run about the world in wild
goose chases, and when they find the
person they won't forget to say and do
what they announced as their inten
tion. All is disjointed and delirious,
and yet some publishers of this "sweet*
nesa long drawn out" in our big cities
have hired hands who smoke 25-cent
cigars and live in gilded splendor. The
above are the heroes who "sit a horse
like a centaur?' of whom it is said "a
beautiful smile wreathes his oxprcssive
lips;" whose conduct to the heroine
"sets her blood tingling to her finger
tips;" whose heart is subject to alleged
"wild bounds of exultant joy"," while al
other times "she colors up at the men
tion of his name." This is too idiotic
to be Zolaesque, and simply lacks nerve
to be as broad-spoken as the French
man.—Artist Printer.
Juit the Other Way.
There was a fight between two Irish
men in Washington a week or two ago,
and the Post reports a conversation
overheard not long afterwards:
"You had a light with Murphy, I
hear. Dan."
"I had that"
"And he gave you a black eye."
"That's a lie. The black eye was on
the other
A Great l'owor.
A power of attorney —To browbeat
witnessed. „ .
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for 'infants and Children.
"0Btorl ais sowoll adapted to children that !
I recommend it oa superior to any proscription
known tome." 11. A. ARCHER, M. D.,
11l So. Oxford St., Brooklyn, N. Y.
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