Crawfordsville Daily Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 17 November 1893 — Page 2

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FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 17,1893.

A WAKMIirO TO BB00KSHIK&

The approach of winter finds a muiti tude of workingmen in every section of the country oat ol employment. The industrial depression which Democratic organB loudly assertad was caused by the Sherman law has not been helped by the repeal of that law. The deserted factories are still silent the machinery which resounded with the oheerful music of industry one Jyear ago is yet idle, wholly or in part. It was not the Sherman law, but the prospeot of free trade that has cut the weekly pay roll and curtailed so disastrously the grand volume of American industrial productions. The manufacturer who has closed his factory on account of the silver purchase law has not been discovered. Congressman Brookshire in a recent interview says the Democratic party is now in power and will, no [doubt, pass a tariff bill which will be in strict accord with the spirit of the national platform adopted at Chicago. This is a renewal of the threat, and if the threat has done so much to close up the factories and workshotis the grim reality itself will do more That the workingmen of the county now demand, is not cheaper clothing and dry goods, but work, and Mr. Brookshire will learn as Mr. Neal, the author the Chicago tariff plank has learned, that a policy that encourages the soup house and the pauper's dole of Bread will not go down the voters of the Eighth district. The substitutes which Mr. Brookshire has to offer for the high wages, personal independence and comfortable homes secured to workingmen through Republican protective legislation will be most scornfully rejected. The idle men in this district know they have a remedy in the ballot, and if one may judge by the recent elections they will use it as did the idle men of Ohio. Let Mr. Brookshire trim his sails for the approaching storm.

TAR1TF REFORM—WHAT IS IT! BUT we do insist that tariff reform Is not McKlnleyism, and further, that the people huve rights which the politicians will do well to respect.—Intlianapolit A'«ue.

Yes, it is a fact that tariff reform is not McKinleyism. No one will dispute that. Tariff reform is not anything— at least no one has ever been able yet to tell what it is, other than that it is a most convenient something for straOdlers to straddle. When a person, a newspaper or a political party is in such a condition as not to know what it favors, tariff reform seems to be at least one thing that seems necessary, although no one seems to know what it is. MoKinleyism is a well-defined policy, founded on the wisdom of a hundred years' experience. It inoludes the wisdom of some of the wisest statesmen of the world. It was the pride of Jefferson, Webster and Clay. It was the policy for whioh Blaine fought, and the one he sustained for twenty years. It iB the policy that received 82,000 majority of the votes of Ohio only a week ago. It is the policy that moves the spindles of the East and makes a market for the produce of the West. Yes, the people have rights which it will do well for the politicians to respect. The thousands of idle workment have rights and above all people are entitled to have those rights respected. We are more than pleased to note the fact that the politicians themselves are seeing this fact. Messrs. Bynum and Brookshire, knowing the rights of thair constituents, and not having respect enough for themselves to respect those rights, have concluded that they will step aside and let someone else represent them in Congress. What a godsend it would be if all such Congressmen would follow the advice of the News—respect the rights of the people and resign their seats in Congress.

crematory is one of the

crying needs of Crawfordsville. Since the introduction of natural gas the accumulation of all kinds of waste material is very rapid and the question which confounds the people is, whet to do with it? Crematories are being introduced elsewhere and they are pronounced to be successful and satisfactory

CHICAGO

Inter Ocean-. The Repub­

lican party stands up for the old flag, for protection to American industries, protection to American workers of every class and color, and (or gold and- silver money and paper as good as either. It haa stood there through the storm and battle and will be found right there in 1896. It has no history it wants forgotten.

These

is no oharity in giving away

what you do not naad.

IN DIXIE'S LAND

BEFORE THE WAR.

JBTT J.A.S. S'RXN'KIAN BTTTB.

CHAPTER 111 (Continued.)

"I'm sorry for you, Amos: from the. bottom of my soul 1 am. I don't know of a fellow who Soscrvdd pood fortune ahead of you. If you'd struck out when I did, you'd liave succeeded anywhere. Xew England is a good place to rear men, but no place at all for them to spread, you know. I don't bra#, but I've pot a rig-lit to point with some pride to what I've done sincc I saw these hills last." "You are at the south, I infer," said my father. "I've one thousand acres of the best cotton land in ississippi below Vicksburg. I plant every acre of it and I raise sugar in Louisiana." "I hope you're not a slaveholder, sir," said my mother. "O. I've a few niggers—hardly a hundred. I've had to hire some the last season."

At the horrified looks of lny mother and the painful silence of ruy father Mr. Bostock wiped his mouth and laugrhed. "I'd like to have you come down and see how some of those lazy cattle impose upon me. But, dash it all, Amos, I haven't time to discuss the institution. and it wouldn't do, either—we should juarrel. Of course you're an abolitionist. I remember yon in the old days you were cut out for one. Let's talk about something else." "You have a family, of eourso, Pierce?" "My wife died a few years ago. I've one child, Coralie. a little witch of seven. I've a great house, whioh is run by the servants. I know all about the plantation, but I haven't much control inside. Everything is lavish, and it's a wonder to me, sometimes, that I'm not a poor man. But come down, and you'll find hospitality enough."

For more than an hour he talked, interrupted only by an occasional question or exclamation. 1 did not observe then—long afterward I had occasion to recall the fact—that he parried several attempts of my parents to draw him out about his deceased wife and his daughter, lie talked interestingly, almost eloquently, about the cultivation of cotton, the scenes in the immense fields when the picking time arrived. the ginning, the baling and the "shooting" down the long incline to steamboat. To me it was all a new revelation I listened with all my Benses.

He turned to me briskly with the question: "Well, my lad. how would you like to go down and see all this for yourself?" "Above all things, sir." "I say, Amos, why not send him down to me, after a few years? I'll put him in the way to be rich."

I sat with clasped hands, eagerly looking from one to the other of my parents. Their hearts were touched by the thought of parting with me, and by the generous interest of Mr. Bostock. "I mean it. Amos. I've taken a notion to the boy, and I'd like to have him with me. To be sure, I'm a slaveholder, but there's lots of more dangerous animals in the woods.than the unfortunate man who has to feed and clothe a parcel of lazy niggers. You needn't hurry keep him a few years y«st send him to school and by and by sfend him down to me, via Cincinnati, Cairo and Vicksburg. I'll take care of him. and give him such a start in the world as he'd never get up this way. I won't forget what I'm saying, Amos, neither. What do you say?" "Your kindness quite overpowers me, Pierce. I'll think seriously of it, and talk it over with the boy and his mother." "All right, my old friend the thing Is as good as done. Now my time is about up. Don't get crazy over politics, Amos, and don't take Dorr to your abolition meetings. Let mo have a pen and ink and I'll put down my address for you."

He took from his pocket a narrow blank book, wrote rapidly upon a leaf of it, tore out the leaf, thrust it into my father's hand, and had said his farewell and was out of the house with a celerity that was really bewildering.

My father looked at the paper. It shook in his hand he turned pale. He could not speak, but held the paper toward us. My mother took and read it, while I looked over her shoulder. The leaf was from a blank check book. On the stub he had written his address the body was a check on a Boston bank, payable to the order of Amos Jewett for one thousand dollars! "I can't take it—I really must not," said my father.' "Dorr, go and tell him so."

I ran out of the house. Mr. Bostoclt was alfeady one hundred yards off laying the lash on the horse. I shouted to

HE LOOKED BACK AND WAVED HIS HAT. him he looked back, waved his hat to me, and disappeared over the hill.

I went back into the house and reported. "He wants you to have it, Amos," said my tearful mother. "May God bless his great generous heart," said my father, with much emotion. "Dorr, my dear boy, you can go to the academy now."

CHAPTER IV.

HOW I FLANKED THE DSACON. I thought, at first, to dismiss the events of the two following chapters with a brief mention, as they do somewhat depart from the course of the narrative. But it has appeared better, on second thoughts, to withhold nothing of the circumstances attending my farewellJto my northern home. And it

must not ne salt! that tlie clisrivcter of Deacon 11 al lock is presented he.re as a typo of the men of that section. Keenly do I remember the kindness, the patience, the neighborly good will and good works of the people in a community where poverty was the rule and hard toil was the common lot. Because the deacon happened to be connected in a onrlous way with the final severance of my home tics and old associations his picture is presented here just as he whs. I suppose that his kind is not yot extinct, this is autobiography it should be complete.

The bounty of our generous southern friend enabled me to have one precious year at the academy, some years later, and gave my father the means to replenish his poor stock and poorer farm implements. But when he told Mr. Bostock that bad luck had followed him, he spoke iu prophecy as well as history. My poor father! He deserved a better fate. Misfortune followed misfortune they came ."—Not single spies,

But in battalions."

Each year the thin soil that overlaid the rocks grew more grudging in its yield a murrain carried off the cattle hard work and anxiety prostrated my mother, and death mercifully released her. This stroke fell in my eighteenth year. For awhile my father bore up under his accumulating load of misfortune and sorrow but when his creditor commenced the foreclosure of the mortgage, both hope and ambition left him. He died the day after the place was sold and if ever a man perished of a broken heart, it was he.

Twice, at'his suggestion, at long intervals, I had written to Mr. Bostock to repeat our thanks for his gift and so to remind him of the poor New Hampshire lad in whom he had proffered so warm an Interest. Later developments caused me to recall the dates of this correspondence. My first letter was writton upon my sixteenth birthday anniversary, January 1, 1S58. In the due and rather slow course of the mails of that time an answer came, postmarked at the address in Mississippi which Mr. Bostock had left with us. I was at that time completing my first quarter attheacadefny was eager and zealous in my studies, and it must be confessed that I was rather taken aback to discover that my correspondent was a very poor speller. But the matter of the epistle I could not have wished different. It was hearty, generous, sympathetic. He reiterated all I had heard from him as to myself, five years before, and he bade me come down to him as soon as my parents would consent. My second letter was Written in 1857, upon the death of my father, and advised my correspondent that both of my parents were no more. To this no answer was ever returned.

I thought strangely of his silence. It troubled me much, although I attributed it to miscarriage of the mails. After the lapse of a few weeks, the desire and intention to write again grew strong. It so happened that the difficulties and annoyances of the situation in which I was placed after the death of my father caused me to defer this design so that, when I started on my southern journey in the summer of 186S, the letter was still unwritten.

My father died soon after I became twenty years of age. For a year after —a memorable year!—I was domiciled In the family of my guardian. Deacon Halleck.

Shall I attempt a pen-picture of this man? It is not possible for me to do it justice. He was something over fifty, long, gaunt and sallow, with a highpitched, squeaking voice that dismally rasped through all better sounds in the church choir. His face was thin, peaked and bloodless, his eyes restless, his hands were always moving about as if searching for more coin to add to his store. He was reported to be worth twenty thousand dollars—a large fortune for that day and place. Behind his back people called him a hard, penurious man in public he was referred to as "our leading citizen," "a model of piety." "a pillar of religion."

In common with this man's unhappy family, I suffered all the severity of patriarchal government, and all the torments of religious fanaticism, during my sojourn in his house. At sunset of Saturday, the Sabbath was deemed to have begun, and a discipline harsher than that of the penitentiary was enforced. The Scriptures were read and expounded through Deacon Halleck's nose. Morning and afternoon the family was marshaled forth to the meeting-house on the hill, barren of shade, where the people sweltered in summer and froze in winter, as stoves in the latter season would have been deemed a suggestion of the adversary, At all times in the week levity was frowned upon and discouraged. The stray copies of the Boston papers that had been my delight were vigorously confiscated, as the deacon had not the time to go over them with the scissors and clip out the sinful paragraphs. The few volumes of history and poetry which I had accumulated by long and patient self-denial—my precious books!—were seized and put under lock and key, until this Cerberus could look them over and see if any of them were fit to escape the flames. Meantime, pending this decision, I was recommended to peruse the volumes of the deacon's small but select library, of which Baxter's "Perseverance and Rest of the Saints," the lurid sermons of Rev. Jonathan Edwards, and "Fox's Book of Martyrs," may be cited as specimens. existence heretofore had been one of toil and poverty but love and kindness had lighted it. To say that I hated this new existence and its conditions, is very feebly to express my feelings.

In the December before my majority the deacon's barn, situated some distance from the house, caught fire, and was burned to the ground. It was filled with hay, part of the crop from the owner's farm, and some old disused implements, all of which were consumed. The deacon promptly collected the insurance, and it was cautiously whispered about that he had succceded in getting his loss appraised at about double the actual amount. But people were very careful about repeating this story.

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•Cloaks and Furs.-

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There's something about the garments that catch the taste of most of the ladies and the prices we are making this Fall are astonishing and by comparison with Indianapolis and Chicago, or elsewhere, both style and Price make this the purchasing point. Is it to be wondered at? We will save you from $2 to $5 on each Cloak you buy of us. See our nice Cloak and Caps at $4, $5* $7*5° $10 and up as high as you like. We have the Stock and Styles. Give this department a careful look.

iDress Goods.-

Every day brings something new in Dress Goods, either anew weave is shown or a new combination in colors. The great business in the Dress Goods Department during the past week show that we have what the people want.

To-morrow, in addition to our tailor-made Suitings, Broadcloths and French novelties, we will put on sale our late purchases. Some of them you can buy at half-price.

Suit Department.-

One lot of 36 inch Cloth Suiting. Regular retail price was 50c, 60c and 75c. Our price in this sale only 39c per yard. Ask to see our Cheviot Suitings. Ask to see the novelties in suitings. See the Storm Serge, all colors, all prices.

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^Children's Underwear.:

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