Decatur Democrat, Volume 37, Number 16, Decatur, Adams County, 7 July 1893 — Page 6

©"hr lie nun* rat DKCATUB, IND. $L BLACKBURN, • - ■ PtTBLUWCT. I 'v ’ t***?** - * ; ' —— =No Sane =Man ! =Need be < —Told that ? =Fact. ' \ Given, then, that yoq want to do business, the only remaining question 1$ how to do it best. There can be but one general answer to that, and that is the use of the advertising columna of the newspapers. “© Willie Wilde has ceased to pose 4| Mrs. Frank Leslie's weakly. '•When a man discovers himself to be the father of triplets he can hardly believe his own census. You can always tell the man who -has a free seat at the theater by the •calmly critical way in which he abstains regularly from all applause. Statistics show that Cork is the most drunken town in the United Kingdom. It is a sort of cork which ts being too freely drawn to be conducive to temperance. Nancy Hanks, the queen of the turf, is fed with hay at $63 a ton and cats costing $4 per 100 pounds. The lowly mule will be a worse anarchist than ever when he hears of this extravagance. The Rev. M. L. Gates, a Jersey City minister, has started a crusade against candy, which he regards as the greatest enemy of young people. With few exceptions, the latter will enthusiastically fall in and destroy all the candy that comes within their reach. The late Marquis of Exeter discovered that swans will keep water perfectly free from weeds. At Burghley, a piece of water which used to ■employ three men for six months in the year to keep it tolerably clean is now kept completely clean by two .paAr of swans. The holding up of trains is getting •uncomfortably frequent. Soon a traveler will have to carry a gun in each boot-leg, a Winchester instead of a sachel. Bank robberies are becoming more common, and the ease with which their perpetrators escape with the plunder has ceased to create comment. Are we going to drift back into the middle ages and barbarism? It ts proposed to redeem the pine barrens of Michigan, from which the timber has been removed, by sowing two plants, spurryand flat pea. The .first makes good feed for cattle and sheep and its roots bind the , earth and help to form a firm soil. It la thought that Millions of acres in the Peninsular State, now utterly worthless, may thus be made to serve the uses of man. Bees and birds court the society of man—that is, they seek the localities where and gardens abound, for . they fare better when human industry extorts from the soil the products upon which they subsist. A Maine bee culturist says it is the rarest ■thing in the world to find btes away from the settlements or from openings where flowers grow. It is in the small patches of forests they are oftenest found and generally not far from the edge of the woods. It is the same with birds. There are no song birds in the Northern Maine wilderness and scarcely any bird life. It may not be generally known that Paris is the great postage-stamp market of the world, and that there are more men there who gloat over a black Bermuda, or go into ecstasies over a yellow something else, than in any other capital. There is a regular Bourse held every Thursday and Sunday in a corner of the Champs Elysees, where hundreds of men, women and boys congregate with their postage-stamp albums and packages of stamps for sale and exchange. There is almost as big a gabble of tongues going on there as at the regular Bourse, and so great has the throng become that the authorities contemplate roofing in that particular part. It is said that thousands of francs change hands there every market day. An,extremely cruel “joke” was recently played upon a young good family and spotless character, writes the Paris correspondent of the Sketch. An advertisement appeared in the columns of a popular advertising paper, the Petites Afflches, and mo as follows: “Demoiselle, 30 ans, Jolie, distinguee, ay an t fortune, legere

tacho, desire se marler avec monsieur ayant petite position," and ended wlt-h the full name and address of the young lady. Within two days she had over fifty answers. She was most indignant and furious at having her reputation attacked in this manner and the representation that she was publicly seeking a husband, and so she very properly brought an action against the paper. It was defended, and apologies were offered and great regrets expressed. The magistrates said that the newspaper had not made proper inquiries as to the source of such an advertisement, and, therefore, the proprietors were fined live francs and one franc damages. ———— Millionaires have no business fooling around with steamboats, because when they do they always get into trouble Capt. James Davidson, of Bay City, is the latest illustration of the truth of this statement. CapL Davidson was a hardy and fearless mariner in his youth, but the acquisition of wealth blunted his nautical .perceptions, and when he undertook to steer one of his own tugboats out of Racine harbor he landed her high and dry on a reef, to his great vexation and discomfiture. The result is invariable. Some years ago James Gordon Bennett, of the New York Herald, was fired with a like ambition in the harbor of Cherbourg, where a naval review was goirig on. He took the wheel of his yacht Namouna, and in fifteen minutes the navies of all nations were pulling up anchors, shivering their timbers and resorting to all known maritime expedients to get out of the way of an unarmed American journalist. It was a pleasing sight to a patriotic citizen of the United States, but it demonstrated the fact pointed out in the beginning that the possession of wealth does not necessarily constitute a good steersman. It appears from private accounts from Australia that the chief losses in the recent failures will fall upon the English stockholders and deposit? ors. Most of the Australians had warning in time, and withdrew their money. But the failure of financial institutions which, with their branches, must have numbered not less than a thousand, must place the merchants who did business with them in such a position of peril that they cannot tell whether they are solvent or bankrupt. When a merchant has to take care of both sides of the ledger, be cannot know where he stands. It seems, therefore, that we must wait a while before we can see where the colonies are going to fetch up. From a revulsion of this character there is but one way out—that is, by the road of liquidation. And in the present state of business in Australia sixi-thousand dollars-a-front-foot lots and shares in mining companies are not likely to find eagei buyers. In die panics we ; have seen in this country there have been times when no kind of property seemed to possess value. Yet the Australian banks must realize?'ba, their assets, for it is only by so doing that they can hope to pay theii debts. «- When la grippe became epidemic in this country three years ago there were many medical men and others who wrote learnedly about the disease as one that had never before been known in this country. They traced it to Russia, and went to Russian aqd French authorities for remedies, where they did not make entirely new discoveries for themselves. But here again was illustrated the force of Napoleon’s observation that “nothing is new but what has been forgotten.” Un an old copy of the Salem (Mass.) Observer, printed June 24, 1843, or just fifty years ago, is to be found this paragraph: “The influenza or la grippe is getting to be very prevalent in Philadelphia. A correspondent of the Spirit of the Times, writing from New York and speaking of the influenza, says: ‘We are laboring under its infliction in capital style. New York is now a city of sneezers, and eoughers and nose-blowers cry aloud in the streets, and no one heedeth them. Upward of considerable, if not more, of the actors in every theater are down with the epidemic, and a change of performances, from sudden indisposition, is of nightly and looked-for occurrence. Several of our clergy on Sunday ‘giv’ in’ from inability to conquer the givings of their congregated coughs.’” The same paper records that the United States Court had to adjourn because of the disease, that the sailors were unable to man the ships in the narbor, and that the newspaper offices were almost depopulated. America’* First Bell. The convent of La Rabida in Chicago, modeled upon the famous Spanish convent which afforded an asylum to

'JLjyu B « V AMERICA'S fIBST BELL.

descendants of Columbus, the mon--1 archs of Spain and the Pope have I sent articles of priceless value to the I Chicago convent. Among the collectkin of relics is the bell which ColumI bus had placed in the first church erected in the new world. This church was built In 1493 in Isabella, Columbus’ first colony In San Domingo. Isabella is now but a ruin. The bell was found by a peasant and was taken possession of by the San Domingo government, which loaned it for exhibitionjit the World’s Fair. Teachers. There are 363,000 teachers in the United States

TALMAGE’S SERMON. THE LESSON OF THE PHARISEE AND THE PUBLICAN. ! True Repentance la a Oodly jSorrow For Bin—By the Deed* of the Law No Floah Can Be Jnatlfled, und So the Self Satisfied Are Condemned. The Tabernacle Pnlplt. Rev. Dr. Talmage selected as his subject a picture of contrast, “Arrt> gance and Humility,” the text being Luke xviii, 13, ‘‘God be merciful tome, a sinner!” No mountain over had a more brilliant coronet than Mount Moriah. The glories of the ancient temple blazed there. The mountain top was not originally large enough to hold the temple, and so a wall 600 feet high was erected, and the mountain was built out into that wall. It was at that point that satan met Christ and tried to persuade Him to cast Himself down the 600 feet. The nine gates of the temple flashed the light of silver and gold I and Corinthian brass, which Corinthian brass was mere precious stones melted and mixed and crystallized. The temple itself was not so very large a structure, but the courts and the adjuncts of the architecture made it half a mile in circumference. We stand and look upon that wondrous structure. What's the matter? What stfange appearance in the temple? Is it fire? Why, it seems as if it were a mansion all kindled into flame. What’s the matter? Why, it’s the hour of morning sacrifice, and the smoke on the altar rises and bursts out of the crevices and out of the door and wreaths the mountain top with folds of smoke, through which glitter precious stones gathered and burnished ny royal munificence. I see two men mounting the steps of the building. • They go side by side; they are very unlike; no sympathy between them—the one the pharisee, proud, arrogant, pompous, he goes up the steps of the building. He seems by his manner to say: “Clear the track! Never before came up these steps such goodness and consecration.” The Repentant Sinner. /BetStle him was the publican, bowed down seemingly with a load on his heart. They reach the inclosure for worship in the midst of the temple. The pharisee goes close up to the gate of the holy of holies. He feels he is worthy to stand there. He says practically: “I am so holy I want to go into the holy of holies. O Lord, I am a very good man. I’m a remarkably good man. Why, two days in the week I eat absolutely nothing. I’m so good. I’m very generous in my conduct toward the poor. I have no sympathy with the common rabble; especially have I none with this poor, miserable, commonplace wretched publican who happened to come up the stains beside me.” The publican went clear to the other side of the inclosure, as far away from the gate of the holy of holies as he could get, for he felt unworthy to stand near the sacred place. And the Bible says he stood afar off. Standing on the opposite side of this inclosure he bows his head, and as orientals when they have any trouble beat their breasts, so he begins to pound his breast as he cries, “God be merciful to me, a sinner!” Oh, was there ever a greater contrast? The incense that wafted that morning from the priest’s censor was not so sweet as the publican’s prayer floating into the opening heavens, while the prayer of the pharisee died on his contemptuous lips and rolled down into his arrogant heart. Worshiping there they join each other and gb side by side down the steps, the pharisee cross, wretched, acrid, saturnine, the publican with his face shining with the very joys of Heaven, for “J tell you that this man went down to his house justified rather than the other.” Now, I put this publican’s prayer under analysis, and I discover in the first place that he was persuaded of his sinfulness. He was an honest man, he was a taxgatherer, he was an officer of the Government. The publicans were taxgatherers; and Cicerb says they were the adornment of the State. Os course they were somewhat unpopular, because people then did not like to pay their taxes any better than people now like to pay their taxes, and their were many who disliked them. Still, I suppose this publican, this taxgatherer, was an honorable man. He had an office of trust. There were many hard things said about him, and yet, standing there in that inclosure of the temple amid the demonstrations of God’s holiness and power, he cries out from the very depths of his stricken soul, “God be Herciful to me, a sinner?” By what process shall I prove that I am a sinner? By what process shall I prove that you are a sinner? Shall I ask you to weigh your motives, 'to scan your actions, to estimate your behavior? I will do nothing of the kind. I will draw my argument rather from the plan of the work that God has achieved for your salvation. The Imperiled Soul. You go down in a storm to the beach, and you see wreckers put on their rough jackets and launch the lifeboat and then shoot the rockets to show that help is coming out into the breakers, and you immediately cry, “A shipwreck!” And when I see the Lord Jesus Christ putting aside robe and ci*own and launch out on the tossing sea of human suffering and Satanic hate, going out into the thundering surge of death, I cry “A shipwreck!” I know that our souls are dreadfully lost by the work that God has done to save them. Are you a sinner? Suppose you had a commercial agent in Charleston or San Francisco or Chicago, and you were paying him promptly his salary, and you found out, after awhile, that notwithstanding he had drawn the salary ho had given ninetenths of all the- time to some other commercial establishment. Why, your indignation would know no bounds. And yet that is just the way we have treated the Lord. He sent us out into this world to serve Him. He has taken good care of us—He has clothed us, He has sheltered us, and He has surrounded us with 10,000 benefactions, and yet many of us have given nine-tenths of our lives to the service of the world, the flesh, and the devil. Why, my friend, the Bible is full of confession, and I do not find anybody is pardoned until he has confessed. \ What did David say? “I will confess my transgressions unto the Lord.” What did Isaiah say? “Woe is me, because I am a man of unclean lips.” What did Ezra say? “Our iniquities are increased over our head, and our trespass is grown up into Heaven.” And among the millions before the throne of God to-night not one got there untJL he confessed. The cost of eternal sorrow is strewn with the wreck of those who, not taking the warning, drove with the cargo of immortal hope ■ i into the white tangled foam of the breakers. Repent I the voice celestial oriel. Nor longer dare delay; The wretch that icorni the mandate dlei And meets the fiery day. But I analyze the publican’s prayer a

Columbus and his son during ■thedarkestdays of the g r eat navigator’s life, is perhaps at the presenttlmeone of the most attractive shrines in the world. It is full of Columbiah relics. The

step further, and I find that ho expected no relief except through God’s ipercy. Why did not he sav. 1 am an honorable man. When I get $lO taxes, I pay them right over to the government. I give full permission to anybody to audit my accounts. I appeal tb thy justice, O God! He made no sußh plea. He threw himself flat on God’s mercy. No Hope in Self Rlghteousne**. Have you any Idea- that a man by breaking off the scales of the leprosy can change the disease? Have you any idea that you can by changing your life change your heart, that you can purchase your way to Heaven? Come, try it. Come, bring all the broad you ever gave to the hungry, all the medicine you ever gave to the sick, all the kind words you have ever uttered, all the kind deeds that have ever distinguished yeu. Add them all up into the tremendous aggregate of good words and works, and then you will see Paul sharpen his knife as he cuts that spirit of self satisfaction, as ho cries, “By the deeds of the law there shall no flesh be justified." Well, say a thousand men in this audience, if I am not to get anything in 1 the way of peace from God in good works, how am I to be saved? By mercy. Here I stand to tell the story —mercy, mercy, .long suffering mercy, sovereign mercy, infinite mercy, omnipotent mercy, everlasting mercy. Why, it seems in the Bible as if all language were exhausted, as if it were stretched until it broke, as if all expression were struck dead at the feet of prophet and apostle and evangelist when it tries to describe God’s mercy. Oh, says some one, that is only adding to my crime if I come and confess before God and seek his mercy. No. no! The murderer has come, and while he was washing the blood of his victim from his hands looked into the face of God and cried for mercy, and his soul has been white in God’s pardoning love! And the soul that has wandered off in the streets and down to the very gates of hell has come back to her father’s house, throwing her arms around his neck, and been saved by the mercy that saved Mary Magdalen. The Doom of Mercy. But, says some one, you are throwing open that door of mercy too wide. No, I will throw it open wider. I will take the responsibility of saying that if all thisaudience, instead of being gathered in a semi-circle, were placed side by side in one long line they could all march right through that wide open gate ofmerey. “Whosoever,” “whosoever.” Oh, this mercy of God. There is no ‘ line long enough to fathom it; there is no ladder long enough to scale it; there is no arithmetic facile enough to calculate it; no angel’s wing can fly across it. Heavenlv harpers, aided by choirs with feet like the sun, cannot compass that harmony of mercy, mercy. It sounds in the rumbling of the celestial gate. I hear it in the chiming of the celestial towers. I see it flashing in the uplifted and downcast coronets of the saved. I hear it in the thundering tread of the bannered host round about the throne, and then it comes from the harps and crowns and thrones and processions to sit down, unexpressed, on a throne overtopping all Heaven—the throne of mercy. i How I was affected when some one told me in regard to that accident on Long Island Sound, when one poor woman came and got her hand on a raft as she tried to save herself, but those who were on ithe raft thought there was no room for her, and one man came and most cruelly beat and bruised her hands until she fell off. Oh, I bless God that this lifeboat of the gospel has room enough for the sixteen hundred millions of the race —room for one, room for and yet there is room! I push this analysis of the publican’s prayer a step further, and find that he did not expect any mercy except by pleading for it. He did not fold his hands together as some do, saying, “If I’m to be saved, I’ll be saved; if I’m to be lost, I’ll be lost, and there is nothing for me to do.” He knew what was worth having was worth asking for; hence the earnest cry of the text, “God be merciful!” It was an earnest prayer, and it is characteristic of all Bible prayers that they were answered. The blind man, “Lord, that I may receive my sight;” the leper, “Lord, if thou wilt, thou canst make me clean;” sinking Peter, “Lord save me;” the publican, “God be merciful to me, a sinner?” But if you come up with the tip of your finger and tap at the gate of mercy it will not open. ■ You have got to have the earnestness of the warrior who, defeated and pursued, dismounts from his lathered steed and with gauntleted fists pounds at the palace gate. You have got to have the earnestness of the man whoat midnight in the fourth story has a sense of suffocation with the house in flames, goes to the window and shouts to the firemen, “Help!” Oh, unforgiven soul, if you were in full earnest I might have to command silence in the auditory, for your prayers would drown the voice of the speaker, and we would have to pause in the great service! It is because you dd not realize your, sin before God that you are not this moment crying mercy, mercy, mercy. lie Was Truly Repentant. This prayer of the publican was also an humble prayer. The pharisee looked up, the publican looked down. You cannot be saved as a metaphysician or as a rhetorician; you cannot be saved as a scholar; you cannot be saved as an artist; you cannot be saved as an official. If you are ever saved at all, it will be as a sinner, “God be merciful to me, a sinner!” Another characteristic of the prayer of the publican was, it had a ring of confidence. It was not a cry of despair. He knew ho was going to get what he asked for. He wanted mercy. He asked for it, expecting it. And do you tell me, O man, that God has provided this salvation and is not going to let you have it? If a man builds a bridge across a river, will he not let people go over it? If a physician gives a prescription to a sick man, will he not let him take ' it? i If an architect puts up a building, will he not let people in it? If God provides salvation, will he not let you have it? Oh, if there be a pharisee here, a man who says: lam all right. My past life has been right. I don’t want the pardon of the gospel for I have no sin to pardon, let me say that while that man is in that mood there is no peace for him, there is no pardon, no salvation, and the probability is he will go down and spend eternity with the lost pharisee of the text. But if there be here one who says, I want to be better; I want to quit my sins; my life has been a very imperfect • life; how many things have I said that I should notj have said; how many things I have done I should not have done; I want to change my life; I want to begin now; let me say to such a soul, God is waiting, God is ready, and you are near the kingdom, or rather you have entered it, for no man says, I am determined to serve God and surrender the sihs of my life; here, now, I consecrate myself to the Lord Jesus Christ who died to redeem ine —no man from the depth of his soul says that but he is already a Christian. A Repentant Negro. My uncle, the Rev. Samuel K. Tal-

- mage of Augusta, Ga., was passing i along the streets of Augusta one day, 1 and he saw a man, a black man, step , from the sidewalk out into the street, - take his hat off and bow very lowly. - My uncle was not a man who demanded 1 obsequiousness, and he said, “What do 1 you ao that for?" “Oh,” says the man, i “massa, the other night I was going along the street, and I had a burden on my shoulder, and I was sick, and I was r hungry, and I came to the door of your r church, and you were preaching about j ‘God be merciful to me, a sinner!" and , I stood there at the door long enough [ to hear you say that if a man could ut- > tor that prayer from the depths of his , soul God would pardon him and finally take him to Heaven. Then I' put my J burden on my shoulder, and I started . home. I got to my home, and I sat down, , and I said, ‘God be merciful to me, a [ sinner!’ but it got darker and darker, f and then, massa, I got down on my t knees, and I said, ‘God bo merciful to , me, a sinner!’ and the burden got i heavier, and it got darker and darker. . I knew not what to do. Then I got down on my face, and I cried, ‘God be . merciful to me a sinner!’ and away off L I saw a light coming, and it came [ nearer and nearer and nearer until all . was bright in my heart, and I arose. . I am happy now—the burden is all gone—and I said to myself if ever I met you in the street I would get clear off the sidewalk, and I would bow down [ and take my hat off before you. I feel , that I owe more to you than to any other man. That is the reason I bow ■ beforoyou.” ' Oh, are there not many now who can utter this prayer, the prayer of the . black man, the prayer of the publican, “God be merciful to me, a sinner!” > While I halt in the sermon,will you not ’ all utter it?. Ido not say audibly, but utter it down in the depths of your I souls’consciousness. Yes, the sigh goes all through the galleries, it goes all ' through the pews, it goes all through these aisles, sigh after sigh—God be ‘ merciful to me, a sinner! Have you all uttered it? No, there is one soul that has not uttered it—toe ' proud to utter it, too hard to utter it. O Holy Spirit, descend upon that one heart! Yes, he begins to breathe it now. No bowing of the head yet, no starting tear yet, but the prayer is beginning—it is born. God be merciful to me, a sinner? Have all uttered it? Then I utter it myself, for no one in all the house needs to utter it more than my own soul—God be merciful to mo, t sinner! Nature’s Wash-Room. Nature’s gifts are widely and variously distributed. In one place the elements of tilings are given to be made available by labor; elsewhere, she provides things ready for man’s use. To gain our bread, the seed must first be sown and months after the grata lj arves ted, threshed and ground. Bui the native of the Pacific Isles plucks his bread from the breadfruit tree. Our druggist, with his acids, concocts the cooling soda-water; but in a tiny, rdeky isle in the middle of Clear lake, California, there is a perpetual soda-fountain from which gushes better soda-water than the chemist can produce. Perhaps nature foresaw the overworked and not over-strong housewife OtoJrhom “Washing-day” is a dread and btyden, when she established here and ther enatural wash-tubs and washing-ma-chines and, in some places, even provided ready-made soap. In the Yellowstone National Park the family washing is easily disposed of. The soiled bedding and clothing is pu* into a stout bag which is hung in one o. the boiling springs and left there while the party wander about sight-seeing. When taken out the clothes are so clean and white that no rinsing is necessary. On one occasion a party hung their bag of clothes in the basin of the geyser called “Old Giant,” and, wandering off, were absent longer than they intended to be. While they were away, the “giant” spouted, and the garments were thrown high in the air, torn into shreds and scattered. Some time afterward, bits of the blanket and other cloth were found petrified, and some of these petrefactions are still exhibited. Two Ways of Looking at Things. Two boys went to hunt grapes. One was happy, because they found grapes. The other was unhappy, because the grapes had seeds in them. Two men being convalescent were asked how they were. One said: “I am better to-day." The other said: “I was worse yesterday.” When it rains one man says: “This will make mud." Another: “T1 ■•’ will lay the dust. ” Two children looking through colored glass; one said: “The world is blue.” And the other said: “It is bright.” Two boys eating their dinner ;one said: ‘‘l would rather have something other than this." The other said: “This is better than nothing.” ■ A servant thinks a man’s house is principally a kitchen. A guest, that it is principally parlor. “I am sorry that I live," says one man. “I am sorry that I must die,” says another. “I am glad,” says one, “that it is no worse.” “I am sorry,” says another, “that it is no better.” One man spoils a good repast by thinking of a better repast of another day. Another one enjoys a poor repast by“contrasting it with none at all. One men is thankful for his blessings. Another is morose for'his misfortunes. One mon thinks he is entitled to a better world, and is dissatisfied because he hasn’t got it. Another thinks he is not justly entitled to any, and is satisfied with this. One man makes up his accounts from his wants. Another from his assets. New Cure for Balking Horses. It is thought that a new cure has been discovered for balking and cribbing horses by the application of electricity. A gentleman of Baltimore, who has a horse subject to balking, placed an electric battery, with an induction coil, in his buggy, and ran the wires to the horse’s bit and crupper, and as soon as the horse came to a standstill the current was turned on, and, after the horse was relieved of his shock, it is said, he proceeded without showing any disposition to balk. The same application was successfully made to a horse who indulged in cribbing, whereof he was soon cured through the unpleasantness of the electric shock. Those who have balking or cribbing horses may give the foregoing a trial As boon as a young man and young woman are engaged in Norway, no matter in what rank of life, betrothal rings are exchanged.. The rings are worn ever afterward by the men as well as by the women. The consequence is that one can always tell a married, or at least an engaged, man in Norway. It is said that litigation is so rare in Searcy county, Ark., that a lawyer could not make a living at his practice if he were to receive all the fees on both sides of every case.

RECIPROCITY FRAUD. LOSS TO COMMERCE UNDER REPUBLICAN RULE. Oar Protective Tariff Is a Proclamation to All Ration* that the American Manufacturer* Cannot Compete on Equal Terms with the Manufacturer* of Europe. Deiudon end Snare. In August, 1890, Mr. Blaine, recognizing that there was a growing demand for larger markets, suggested “reciprocity” as a palliative of the evils of protection. In a speech delivered at Waterville, Mo., August 29, 1890, Mr. Blaine said: “I am hero to speak of an expansion of our foreign trade.” Comparing the returns for 1889, he declared that with the countries to the south of us we had by commerce “lost” $142,000,000 In one year. With Cuba we “lost," according to Mr. Blaine, $41,000,000, as wo imported ss2)ooo,(MX),and exported only $11,000,000. Witn Brazil we “lost” $51,000,000, importing $60,000,000 and exporting $9,000,000. With Mexico we “lost” $10,000,000, buying $21,000,000 and selling $11,000,000. That was Mr. Blaine's idea of commerce; that was his ploa for “reciprocity.” Turning now to tho record of 1892, under reciprocity wo find an alarming condition infinitely worse, according to Mr. Blaine's philosophy, than in 1889. In 1892 we “lost* with Cuba $60,000,000, as against $40,000,000 in 1889. importing $78,000,000 and exporting only $18,000,000. With Brazil our “losses' 1 in 1892 were $104,341,731, as against $51,052,723 in the “dark year" of 1890. In 1892 we imported $118,633,604 and exported only $41,240,009. With Mexico our “losses" in 1892 were $13,813,526, against $9,766,705 in 1889, our Imports being $28,107,525, our exports only $13,696,531. Throughout the record is the same. Tho discrepancy between imports and exports is growing at an enormous rate, and if this discrepancy represents a “loss," as Mr. Blaine contends, then we are rushing headlong to ruin. That there should be some increase in our exports was inevitable. Every obstruction, natural or artificial, lessens commerce; every removal of an obstruction increases the volume of commerce. The relaxing of the protective principle led to an increase in exchanges, but absolute free trade would have led to a fair exchange and to larger exports. Os course this dlscrepany between imports and exports is in no sense a “loss," but it has its lesson. Brazil, Cuba and Mexico offer us their products at prices we are willing to pay, and so they sell to us in great quantities. We offer to Mexico, Brazil and Cuba products of our mills at prices greater than those named by Germany, France and England, and so our nstghoors send their orders across the water. Commerce will continue to run in these channels until we revise our tariff for our own benefit; until we relieve our own people, manufacturers and consume ;-s of outrageous burdens and enter c mpetitive markets on equal terms with other nations. What we need is .not reciprocity, but free trade. We must be able to show all nations that our manufacturers do not need “protection;" that they are able to hold their home markets against all comers and are ready to undersell Europe in any American market. Our protective tariff is a proclamation to all natiens that the American 'manufacturers cannot compete on equal terms with the manufacturers Os Europe. What would-be thought .of a city merchant who Advertised that he could not sell goods at prices named by his competitors? That is what America does with its protective tariff and its alleged treaties of reciprocity. For these reasons we should abandon the hypocritical pretense of reciprocity and substitute for it the offer of Jefferson’s “free commerce with all nations.” —Louisville Courier-Journal. Why We Need Protection. According to the catalogue of the German Section of the Chicago Exhibition nine-tenths of all the articles of coloring matter of the world are now produced in Germany. In 1891 German exports of aniline colors amounted to nearly $15,000,000, a large proportion being sent to tho East Indies to displace coloring matter of native origin. These facts indicate the .close alliance between German manufacturers and men of science. A recent article in Nature gives an account of the research laboratory attached to a manufactory of dye-stuffs in Elberfeld. In it no less than twenty-six skilled chemists are constantly in the service of the company, while as many more are employed in other departments. An even larger number is employed at the works in Badon, seventyeight chemists, of whom fifty-six have the Ph. D. degree, being there engaged in investigations in the services of a single firm. Here we got a glimpse of the real “pauper labor" of Europe against which our manufacturers cannot compete. Instead of encouraging the yoking of science and industry, the discovery of new methods and machinery, and perfection in technical education, the true American'-policy is to tax foreign products out of the country, and enable manufacturers who are behind the times to make a living. —N. Y. Evening Post. Custom House Comic Opera. If anybody has doubted the necessity of a radical reform in tho Appraiser’s office a reading of the last two days’ testimony before the Fairchild Commission must have convinced him. Assistant Appraiser Goode, for example, testified that his only qualification for appraising cotton, linen and rubber goods and laces was drawn from his experience as a plasterer. He admitted that he has not yet learned ot tried to learn anything about the market value of the goods he appraises or about the distinctions between different goods of the same class. In brief, he swears that he brings only ignorance and guesswork to a task which requires expert knowledge and skilled judgment for its performance. Then came J. Stanley Isaacs, who testified yesterday that he knows very little about the market price of goods in his own division and that he is accustomed to sign invoices for other assistants, not only without knowing anything about their correctness, but without troubling himself even to look at them and find out what they contain. The whole thing would be as amusing as comic opera were it not that all this is done to the commerce of the country and the revenues of the nation—not only the ignorant guessing, but the abominable frauds to which it gives free license.— New York World. McKinleyism. “Whom the gods would destroy they first make mad" applies with full force to the Republican party. In 1890 it went into the campaign for the election of Congressmen with the McKinley bill as its chief war cry. It learned nothing by its defeat of that year, but again declared for McKinleyism In the Presidential campaign of last year and again went down to defeat. Unable to find anything else around which to gather its scattered and defeated following, it *<• 1 ' £

again opens up tho campaign in Ohio with McKinley as 1U standard bearer and high protection as Its war cry. It la well. When tho old Whig party turned its back on tho masses of tho jieople and made high protection its solo !•• sue it went down to an inglorious defeat, never to bo hoard from again. History repeats itself, and the Republican party is following tho same road to ruin. It reached Its high tide with the election of Harrison und has loet steadily in every election since. New issue and new measures uro crowding to the front and demanding recognition. Free trade no longer scares the farmer and the laboring man laughs to scorn the threadbare argument that protection makes high wages. The country has moved away from the Republican party. It has performed its ’ mission and over its tombstone can be written tho epitaph, died of too much protection.—Kansas Democrat. Our Exports to Australia. Tho Iron Age of Juno 22 says: "Statistics of imports into New South Wales for 1891 show that in agricultural Implements the United States shipped to that colony $33,467 worth. She also supplied hardware to the extent of $502,747. Other American goods furnished in quantities wore gas fittings, furniture, wearing apparel, canned goods, kerosene and oils, and lamps, of which the large bulk of the imports In that lino were furnished by tho United States. Most of the light buggies used in New South Wales are also of American manufacture.” Such being the case why are our manufacturers of these articles protected from competition at home by high tariff duties? There is but one answer—to enable them to charge higher prices to home consumers. And this is exactly what wo see done. In some cases this is just what our laws expect. The manufacturers are compelled to pay a duty on their raw materials, with the understanding that tho duty will be refunded if are exported in the form ot finished products. This is. done to allow our manufacturers to compete abroad, and is an admission that protective duties enhance prices and tax the consumer. The Government, however, being inclined to favor foreign rather than our own consumers, passes a “drawback” law which exempts foreigners from all burdens due to our protection laws. Certainly tbe foreigner ought not to swear at this generous treatment. But there are other cases, and they are far more numerous and comprise practically all of the articles exported to New South Wales, where the raw materials are not imported and where manufacturers who soli abroad at lower prices than at home—as they often do in the cases of agricultural implements, hardware, etc.—need a duty, and use it, as the New York Tribune says, only as an “instrument of extortion.” To do this they must combine into unlawful monopolies, which prevent that natural competition that would give our consumers the benefits of low prices. The tariff system is the supporter of trusts and of high prices—at home. Abolish protection and home-mado goods will be sold as cheaply to us as to foreigners. And would this be asking too much of our manufacturers? The people have answered “No,” and now expect Congress to pass a tariff bill which shall not put Americans at a disadvantage in their own markets. Custom House Exists for Manufacturers. Is it really indecent for the manufacturers to assume that the custom house is run for their own private benefit, when the law evidently endeavors to put duties above the importing point in order to surround the work of importation with such vexations, hardships and uncertainties as greatly to hamper business, and when every possible doubt in regard to tho rate of duty on any manufactured article is always settled against the importer, even though the chances are strong that money is being illegally collected which will have to be refunded afterwards? What other inference should a manufacturer draw? As a gentleman connected with a highly protected interest said to an Economist man, in talking over the inconvenience of the ' numerous refunds of illegally collected r duties, the necessity for which is now bothering our depleted National Treasury: “Well, we don't care much about that; the collection of the higher duty served its purpose in keeping prices up higher; and the goods having now been all sold we doirt care what duties are refunded.” Is it not a fair assumption that the custom house is largely run for the private benefit of our manufacturers, and is it not so boldly claimed and acknowledged by the putative father of our present customs legislation?—Dry Goods Economist. Insulting Popular Intelligence. Was there ever anything like the contempt for the intelligence of the American people shown by such thick and thin partisan organs of the Republican party as the New York Press? Says the Press: “The platform on which Grover Cleveland was elected was a protest against progress and a declaration of war upon prosperity. Tho return of the Democratic party to complete control of the Government, unless the solemn declaration of principles put forth by the Chicago convention was a tissue of deliberate falsehoods, meant ruin for American industries and debasement for American currency." Leaving the “solid South" entirely out of the account, Cleveland received pluralities in the States of Connecticut, New York, New Jersey, Indiana, Illinois, Wisconsin and California. In other words, a plurality of the voters in these great Northern States indorsed "a protest against progress and a declaration of war upon prosperity,” and voted in favor of “ruin for American industries and debasement for American currency.” A more contemptuous estimate of'popular intelligence in this republic could not be imagined.—New York Evening Post. ___ Depends Upon Their Politics. Whatever may be tha uncertainty as regards changes in tho tariff, It does not seem to be so great as to prevent the starting of factories here by firms who up to the present have imported all their gloves. One large importing firm has already started making gloves in this country, with the intention of enlarging later. On the other hand, a domestic manufacturer of gloves which compete with the imported goods Jias stopped production until the tariff question shall have been decided.— Dry-Goods Economist. No part of the speech of the Hon. Wm. J. Bryan last night was so much applauded as that in which he advocated an Income tax. The demand for this tax is growing. The press is taking it up. and all sections of the people are talking the matter over. The average citizen cannot understand why incomes should not be taxed when somany of the necessaries of life are subject to tribute. An income tax of the right sort and properly graded would I be the easiest of all taxes and. as just as any that could be laid. The income tax idea is matching on.—Atlanta Journal. *’ ; Soft hands indicate a character lacking energy and force.