Decatur Democrat, Volume 37, Number 29, Decatur, Adams County, 6 October 1893 — Page 6

®he democrat DECATUR, IND. H ELACKBURN. ... PmiLIRHBB. Hkhe’h richness! The St. Louis papers have begun speaking of that town as “the electric city!" General Wallace is in a great I streak of luck. The London critics ; don’t like his “Prince of India." 1 That shows that it is not a dull book. I An Ashland (Ky.) saloon-keeper swallowed a live snake while drinking water. He will bo used by the ' colonels hereafter as a horrible example. Wren a serious man jokes his effort is quickly appreciated, but a funny man has to tight before people will believe anything he says is in < earnest. Under the accepted provisions of the social code “Baby Ruth" is now Miss Cleveland. This advanced dignity is due to the arrival of the fourth member of the distinguished household. We notice on the list of patents ( lately issued one for “an outdoor mosquito cap.” Probably few intelligent foreigners are aware that there , are mosquitos in America big enough to wear caps. , ’■ “Every woman loves one man once In her life, and she never loves twice."—Paul Bourget This Frenchman talks nonsense. He does not seem to be familiar with the genius of the women of his country, let alone that of those of other countries. Warner, the big corset manufacturer of Connecticut, found it necessary to discharge several hundred of his women employes and provided board for them until such time as he, t should again require their services. This is another example of what helps make both the times and the world better. Let there be an end of the gibes and sneers at the markmanship of the Chicago police. Officer Dabel killed a mad dog at the first shot Monday. It is true that the dog was tied and that Marksman Dabel inci- < dentally shot himself while shooting the dog; but perfection cannot be looked for at once. ———■ ——■ I President Harper, of the Chicago University, finds that the pay of < the average college professor is less than sl,sofia year. Well this is a great ; deal more than the average man gets, and if the average professor is not < satisfied he must make himself more than average. This is the good old way in all lines of business of increasing one's salary. A Danville (Ky.) judge has instructed the grand jury to indict any man or woman in his bailiwick proven guilty of playing progressive euchre 1 for prizes. It will be noticed that the blue-grass luminary carefully avoids any mention of poker or old sledge in his instructions. Discrimination may be invidious, but not to discriminate in Kentucky is worse —it’s dangerous. Emperor William says that Lorraine shall be always German, for “Ged and the German sword will protect IK" Better leave God out. He dees not deal in slaughter. But if he protects, whence the necessity of the sword of young William? Long ago Cromwell uttered the tremendous blasphemy: “Put your trust in Providence, but keep your powder dry.” WDHam is an equal blasphemer with old English Oliver. He is a little too fresh for this age. Humor, like heroism, is found in the most unexpected places, even in the agony column of one’s daily paper. Here is a delightful example: “"My dear and faithful friend of twenty years, I cannot think we are never to meet again. Pray, pray, send your present address. I believe I am wrong in your name, as London letter was returned.” Memory is notoriously untrustworthy, but to be “Wrong in the name” of a friend of twenty years’ standing is surely a little unusual. * ———— ——— ; A police inspector says that the work of the Indiana train robbers shows inexperience. That may be. Inasmuch as the robbers contrived to make off with all the money they could find, however, this information seems ts be far more interesting than Important. For once the detectives will be deprived of the well-worn expedient of claiming that the men from whom the money was robbed did the robbing. The express messenger would not have had to use dynamite to open a car he already occupied.

Some of the Canadian newspapers are raising a mighty hullaballoo because the United States Treasury Department has seen fit to stringently enforce the immigration laws. This action has interfered with that peculiar Canadian industry, the smuggling at Chinese and other undesirable immigrants over the border. The Dominleu Government itself has been deriving revenue from the tax on Chinese, and therefore the howl has an official note in it It is to be Aoped that the customs officials - charged with the duty of turning back proscribed immigrants at the Canadian border will not relax their vigilance for a moment Canada ahould not be allowed to make money 30l of the traffic at our expense. If

she loads up with undesirable tortoners let her keep them. It is as gratifying as it is remarkable to note that train robbers Invariably choose for their attacks trains that have on board very little express matter. The train just ahead or just behind the one that is robbed carries the wealth of Ormus and of Ind, but the obtuse bandits always grunt and sweat over safes containing nothing but mortgages, protested drafts, magazine poetry, and other non-negotiable paper. It must be disgusting for a train robber who has lain out in a swamp all night, at the risk of catching his death of cold, to open a package marked “value $10,000” and find that it contains a hoosier dialect poem or an address to be delivered at one of the world’s congresses. Such, however, is the invariable luck of the train robber —according to the express company officials, who, of course, always tell the exact truth—and it is remarkable that the bandits do not forsake so unremunerative an occupation and go to work on the railroad. Heroic measures will have to be taken to check the epidemic of train robbing which is sweeping over this country. The success of organized gangs of desperadoes in the thinly settled territory west of the Missouri River has evidently emboldened smaller rascals, and it is to be feared .that all the petty thieves in the country will be trying their hands at holding up trains unless they are promptly and vigorously dealt with. The robbery of the Lake Shore express at Kendallville shows that the epidemic is spreading eastward. The railroad and express companies should take measures to meet the situation. If it is necessary, to place armed guards on every train the question of expense should not be considered. The bandits are becoming bolder every day, and the fact that they usually escape injury or arrest has ,rendered them more reckless. Nothing but the knowledge that they will meet armed resistance will serve to quench their ardor. Half a dozen men armed with sawed-off shotguns on every express car would soon make train robbing unfashionable. One of the most distinct impressions many will bring back from their travels is the discomfort they had to endure from the habit some people have of forcing a car window open and admitting a strong draft with the inevitable accompaniment of dust and cinders. The liking some travelers have for an open car window amounts almost to a lunacy and the pugnacity with which they will assert their supposed rights is often little less than brutal. The real inconvenience of an open car window is not felt by the person sitting beside it, but by those in the seat behind. They have to endure the draft and the smoke and cinders as best they can, while the one who opens tlie window gets all the benefit in the way of fresh air and an unobstructed view of the passing landscape. The only way to remedy the matter probably is for the railroads to provide special cars for those who want to breathe the air of heaven unobstructed only by dirt and cinders. Smoking cais are provided, and why should there not be cars set apart and labeled “for open-window fiends?” The statistics of the number of children in Sunday schoois in the various countries of the world, reported to the International Sunday School Convention recently in session in St. Louis, will not be found gratifying to some neighborhoods. Massachusetts, for instance, will be surprised at the comparatively poor showing it made. There are 511,991 children of school age in that State, but 274,398 of them, or 55.55 per cent., do not attend evangelical Sunday schools. So considerably more than half of the children of Massachusetts do not come under the influence of the evangelical churches. An effort will be made to explain this on the ground of the large percentage of the foreign born and of those born of foreign parentage in the population of the State. This element of the population amounts to 57.33 in Massachusetts, but in Rhode Island it is 60.19 per cent. In the latter State, however, the percentage or school age children not in evangelical Sunday schools is 41.32, or 14 23 per cent less than in Massachusetts. The tendency of the population to large cities where children leave Sunday school at an earlier age than in the country and the slackening up of ef- ’ forts on the part of the churches are probably the real reasons for the decrease in Massachusetts.

Those Good Old Times. A postal notice of old times reads as follows: "By order of the Postmaster General of North America: These are to give Notice, That on Monday night, the Sixth cf this Instant. December, the Western Po>t, between Boston and New York, sets out at once a Fortnight the Three Winter Months of December. January and February, arid to go Alternately from Boston to Saybrook and Hartford to Exchange the Mayles of letters with the New York Ryder on Saturday night the 11th Current. “And the second turn He sets out at Boston on Monday Night, the 20th Current to meet the New York Ryder at Hartford on Saturday night the 25th Current to exchange Mayles. And all persons that send Letters from Boston to Connecticut from and after the 13 th Instant are Hereby Notified to first pay the Post-rate on the same. Physiological Item. The proportion erf the size of the skull of a male to that of a female is as 100 to 88; of body weight as 100 to 84. / .

TALMAGE’S SEBMON. HE DISCOURSES ON THE GARDENS OF THE SEA. Th* Marvel* of the Deep Afford Further Proof of Ood'ii Infinite Power and Wl»- ' dom—Jonah’* Submarine Dl»coverle»—A New Field of Investigation. At the Tabernacle. In his sermon Sunday forenoon in the Brooklyn Tabernacle, as in many other discourses, Rev. T. De Witt Talmage took hie hearers and readers through an untried region of thought and found a subject for most practical gospelization in “The Garden of the Sea.” The text selected was Jonah ii, 5, “The weeds were wrapped about my head.” “The Botany of the Bible; or, God among the Flowers” is a fascinating subject. I hold in my hand a book which I brought from Palestine, bound in olive wood, and within it are pressed flowers, which have not only retained their color, but their aroma. Flowers from Bethlehem, flowers from Jerusalem, flowers from Gethsemane, flowers from Mount of Olives, flowers from Bethany, flowers from Siloam, flowers from the Valley of" Jehoshaphat, red anemonesand wild mignonette, buttercups, daisies, cyclamens, camomile, bluebells, ferns, mosses, grasses and. a wealth of flora that keeps me fascinated by the hour, and every time I open it it is a new revelation. It fs the New Testament ol the fields. But ihy text leads us into another realm of the botanical kingdom. Having siioken to you in a course of sermons about God everywhere—on “The Astronomy of the Bible; or, God Among the Stars;” “The Ornithology of the Bible; or, God Among the Birds;” “The Ichthyology of the Bible, or, God Among the Fishes;” “The Mineralogy of the Bible; or. God Among the Amethysts;” “The Conchology of the Bible; or, God Among- the Shells;” “The Chronology of the Bible; or, God Among the Centuries” —I speak now to you about “The Botany of the Bible; or, God In the Gardens of the Sea.” , Botany of the Bible. Although I purposely take this morning for consideration the least observed and least appreciated of all the botanical products of the world, we shall find the contemplation very absorbing. In all our theological seminaries where we make ministers there ought to be professors to give lessons in natural history. Physical science ought to be taught side by side with revelation. It is the same God who inspires the page of the natural world as the page of the Scriptural world. What a freshening up it would be to our sermons to press into them even a fragment of Mediterranean seaweed! We should have fewer sermons awfully dry if we imitated our blessed Lord, and in our discourses, like Him, we would let a lily bloom, or a Crow fly, or a hen brool her chickens, or a crystal of salt flash out the preservative qualities of religion. The trouble is that in many of our theological seminaries men who are so dry themselves they never could get people to come and hear them preach are now trying to teach young men how to preach, and the student is put between two great presses of dogmatic theology and squeezed until there is no life left in him. Give the poor victim at least one lesson on the botany of the Bible. That was an awful plunge that the recreant prophet Jonah made when, dropped over the gunwales of the Mediterranean ship, he sank many fathoms down into a tempestuous sea. Both before and after the monster of the deep swallowed him, he was entangled in seaweed. The jungles of the deep threw their cordage of vegetation around him. Some of this seaweed was anchored to the bottom of the watery abysm, and some of it was afloat and swallowed by the great sea monster, so that while the prophet was at the bottom of the deep after he was horribly imprisoned he could exclaim and did exclaim in the words of my text, “The weeds were wrapped about my head.” Jonah's Submarine Discoveries. Johan was the first to record that there are growths upon the bottom of the sea as well as upon land. The first picture I ever owned was a handful of seaweeds pressed on a page, and I called them “the shorn locks of Neptune.” These products of the deep, whether brown or green or yellow or purple or red or intershot of many colors, are most fascinating. They are distributed all over the depths and from Arctic to Antartic. That God thinks well of them I conclude from the fact that he has made 6,000 species of them. Sometimes these water plants are 400 or 700 feet long, and they cable the sea. One specimen has a growth of 1,500 feet. On the northwest shore of our country is a seaweed with leaves 30 or 40 feet long, amid which the sea otter makes his home, resting himself on the buoyancy of the leaf and stem. The thickest jungles of the tropics are not more full of vegetation than the depths of the sea. There are forests down there, and vast prairies all abloom, and God walks there as He walked in the garden of Eden “in the coolof the day.” Oh, what entrancement, this subaqueous world! Oh, the God given wonders of the seaweed! Its birthplace is a palace of crystal. The cradle that rocks it is the storm. Its grave is a sarcophagus of beryl and sapphire. There is no night down there. There are creatures of God on the bottom of the sea so constructed that strewn all along they make a firmament besprent with stars, constellations and galaxies of imposing luster. The sea feather is a lamplighter. The gymnotus is an electrician, and he is surcharged with electricity and makes the deep bright with the lightning of the sea. The gorgonia flashes like jewels. There are sea anemones ablaze with light. There are the starfish and moonfish, these so-called because they so powerfully suggest stellar and lunar illumination. Oh, these midnight lanterns of the ocean caverns; these processions of flame over the white floor of the deep; these illuminations three miles down under the Sea; these gorgeously upholstered castles of the Almighty in the underworld! The author of the text felt the pull of the hidden vegetation of the Mediterranean, whether or not he appreciated its beauty, as he cried out, “The weeds were wrapped about mv head.” The Sepulcher of the Sea. Let my subject cheer all those who had friends who have been buried at sea or in our great American lakes. Which of us brought up on the Atlantic coast has not had kindred or friend thus sepulchered? We had the useless horror of thinking that they were denied proper restingplace. We said: “Oh. if they had lived to come ashore and had then expired! What an alleviation of our trouble it would have been to put them in some beautiful family plot, where we could have i planted flowers and trees over them.” Why, God did better for them than we ’ could have done for them. They were i let down Into beautiful gardens. Be-

fore they had reached the bottom they had garlands about their brow. In more elaborate and adorned place than we could have afforded thorn they were put away for the lust slumber. Hear It, mothers and fathers of sailor boys whose ship went down in our last August hurricane! There are no Greenwoods or Laurel Hills or Mount Auburns so beautiful on the land as there are banked and terraced and scooped and hung in the depths of the sea. The bodies of our foundered and sunken friends are girdled and canopied ana housed with such glories as attend no other Necropolis, They were swamped in life boats, or they struck on Goodwin sands or Deal beach or the Skerries, and wore never heard of, or disappeared with the City of Boston, or the Ville dp Havre, or the Cymbria, or were run down in a fishing smack that put out from Newfoundland. But dismiss your previous gloom about the horrors of ocean entombment. When Sevastopol was besieged in the Anglo-French war, Prince Mentchikof, commanding the Russian navy, saw that the only way to keep the English out of the harbor was to sink all of the Russian ships of war in the roadstead, and so 100 vessels sank. When, after the war was over, our American engineer, Gowan, descended to the depths in a diving bell, it was an impressive spectacle. Sublime Burial. One hundred buried ships! But it isthat way nearly all across the Atlantic Ocean. Ships synk not by command of admirals, but by tho command of cyclones. But they all had sublime burial, and the surroundings amid •which.they sleep the last sleep are more imposing than the Tai Mahal, the mausoleum with wall incrusted with precious stones and built by the ?-eat mogul of India over his empress. our departed ones were buried in the gardens of the sea, fenced off by hedges ol eoraline. The greatest obsequies ever known on the land were those of Moses, where no one but God was present. The sublime report of that entombment is in the book of Deuteronomy, whicn says that the Lord buried him, and of those who have gone down to slumber in the deep the same may be said—“ The Lord buried them.” As Christ was bnried in a garden, so ybur shipwrecked friends and those who oould not survive till they reached port were put down amid iridescence —“In the midst of the garden there was a sepulcher.” It has always been a mystery what was the particular mode by which George G. C<x>kman, the pulpit orator of the Methodist Church and the Chaplain of the American Congress, left this life after embarking for England on the steamship President March 11, 1841. That Ship never arrived in port. Na one ever signaled her, and on both sides of the ocean it has for fifty years been questioned what became of her. But this I know about Cookman -that whether it was iceberg or conflagration midsea or collision he had more garlands on his ocean tomb than if, expiring on land, each of his million friends had put a bouquet on his casket. In the midst of the warden was his sepulcher. Jonah's Mistakes. But that brings me to notice the misnomer in this Jonahitic expression of the text. The prophet not only made a mistake by trying to go to Tarshish when God told him to go to Nineveh, but he made a mistake when he styled as weeds the growths that enwrapped him on the day he sank. A weed is something that is useless. It is something you throw out from the garden. It is something that chokes the wheat. It is something to be grubbed out from among the cotton. It is something unsightly to the eye. It is an invaaer of the vegetable or floral world. But this growth which sprang up from the depth of the Mediterranean or floated on its surface was among the most beautiful things that God ever makes. It was a water plant known as the red colored alga, and no weed at ail. It comes from the loom of infinite beauty. It is planted by heavenly love. It is the star of a sunken firmament. It is a lamp which the Lord kindled. It is a cord by which to bind whole sheaves of practical suggestion. It is a poem all whose cantos are rung by divine goodness. Yet we all make the mistake that Jonah made in regard to it and call it a weed. “The weeds were wrapped about my head.” Ah! that is the trouble on the land as on the sea. We call those weeds that are flowers. ° Picked up on the beach of society are children without home, without opportunity for anything but sin, seemingly without God. They are washed up helpless. They are called ragamuffins. They are spoken of as the rakings of the world. They are waifs. They are street arabs. They are a flotsam and jetsam of the social sea. They are something to be left alone, Or something to be trod on, or something to give up to decay. Nothing but weeds. They are up the rickety stairs of that garret. They are down in the cellar of that tenement house. They swelter in summers when they see not one blade of green grass, and shiver in winters that allow them not one warm coat or shawl or shoe. Such the city missionary found in one of our city rookeries, and when tho poor woman was asked if she sent her children to school she replied: “No, sir, I never did send ’em to school. I know it, they ought to learn, but I couldn’t. I try to shame him sometimes (it is my husband, sir), but he drinks and then he beats me—-look at that bruise on my face—and I tell him to see what is cornin’ to his children. There’s Peggy, goes sellin, fruit every , night in those cellers in Water street, , and they're hells, sir. She’s learnin’ all sorts of bad words there and don’t , get back till 12 o’clock at night. If it , wasn't for her earnin’ ashilllin’ or two . in them places, I should starve. Qh, I wish they were out of the city. Yes, it is the truth. I would rather have ajl my children dead than on the street, but I can’t help it.” Saved by Death. ' Another ope of those poor women, found by a reformatory association, recited her story of. want and woe and 1 looked up and said: “I felt so hard to ( lose the children when they died, but ■ now I am glad theylre gone.” Ask 1 any one of a thousand such children on ’ the streets, “Where do you live?” 1 and they will answer, “Nowhere.” 1 They will sleep to-night in ash barrels, J or under outdoor stairs, or on the ' wharf, kicked and bruisedand hungry. J Who cares for them? Once in a while " a city missionary or a tract distributer or a teacher of ragged schools will rescue one of them, but for most people > they arc only weeds. t Yet Jonah did not more completely . misrepresent the red alga about his : head in the Mediterranean than most I people misjudge these poor and forei lorn and dying children of the street. ■ They are not weeds. They arts 1m- : mortal flowers—down in the deep sea > of woe, but flowers. When society and - the church of God come to appreciate > their eternal value, there will be more I C. L. Braces and more Van Meters and > more angels of mercy spending their ’ fortunes and their lives in the rescue. > Hear it, O, ye philanthrophic and ) Christian and merciful souls—not - weeds, but flowers. I adjure you as

the friends of all newsboys' lodging houses, of all industrial schools, of ah homos for friendless girls and for the many reformatories and huname associations now on foot. How much they have already accomplished! Out of what wretchedness, into what good homes! Os 21,000 of these picked up out of the streets and sent into country homos, only twelve children turned' out badly. In the last thirty years a number that no man can number of the vagrants have been lifted Into respectability and usefulness and a Christian life. Many of them have homes of their own—though ragged boys once and street girls, now at the head of prosperous families, honored on earth and to be glorious in Heaven. Some of them have been governors of States. Some of them are ministers of the gospel. In all departments of life those who were thought to be weeds have turned out to be flowers. One of those rescued lads from the streets of our cities wrote to another saying: “I have hoard you arc studying for the ministry. So am I.” My hearers, I implead you for the newsboys of the streets, many of them the brightest children of the city, but with no chance. Do not step on their bare feet Do not, when they steal a ride, cut behind. When the paper is 3 cents, once in a while give th im a 5 cent piece and tell them to keep the change. I like the ring of the letter . the newsboy sent back from Indiana, where he had been sent to a good home, to a New York newsboys’ lodging house: .“Boys, we should show ourselves that we are no fools; that we can become as respectable qs any of the countrymen, for Franklin and Webster ana Clay were poor boys once, and even George Law and Vanderbilt' and Astor. And now, boys, stad up and let them see you have got the real stuff in you. Come out here and make respectable and honorable men, so they can say, ‘There, that boy was once a newsboy.’ ” My hearers, join the Christian philanthropists who are changing organ grinders and bootblacks and newsboys and street arabs and cigar girls into those who shall be kings and queens unto God torever. It is high time that Jonah finds out that that which is about him is not weeds, but flowers. * A Wonderful God. As I examine this red alga which was about the recreant prophet down in the Mediterranean depths when in the words of my text he cried out, “The weeds were wrapped about my head,” and I am led thereby to further examine this submarine world, I am compelled to exclaim, What a wonderful God we havel lam Glad that by divjng bell, and “Brooks’ deep sea sounding apparatus,” and ever improving machinery we are permitted to walk the floor of the ocean and report the wonders wrought by the great God. Study these gardens of the sea. Easier and easier shall the profounds of the ocean become to us, and more and more its opulence ot color and plant unroll, especially as “Villeroy's submarine boat” has been constructed making it possible to navigate under the sea almost as well as on the surface of the sea, and unless God in his mercy banishes war from the earth whole fleets of armed ships will yet far down under the water move on to blow up the argoeies that float the surface. May such submarine ships be used for laying open the wonders of God’s workings in the great deep and never for human devastation! Oh, the marvels of the water world! These so-called seaweeds are the pasture fields and the forage of the innumerable animals of the deep. Not one specie of them can be spared from the economy of nature. Valleys and mountains and plantsmiles underneath the waves are all covered with flora and fauna. Sunken Alps and Apennines and Himalayas of Atlantic and Pacific oceans. A continent that once connected Europe and America, so that in the ages past men came on foot across from where England is to where we now stand, all sunken, and now covered with the growths of the sea, as it once was covered with the growths of the land, England and Ireland once all one piece of land, but now much of it is so far sunken as to make a channel, and Ireland has become an island. The islands for the most part are only the foreheads of sunken continents. The sea conquering the land all along the coasts and crumbling the hemispheres, wider and wider become the subaqueous dominions. Thank God that skilled hydrographers have made us maps and charts of the rivers and lakes ana seas and shown us something of the work of the eternal God in the water worlds. . . Thank God that the Great Virginian, Lieut. Maury, lived to give us “The Physical Geography of the Sea,” and that men of genius have gone forth to study the so-called weeds that wrapped about Jonah’s head and have found them to be coronals of beauty, and when the tide receded those scientists have waded down and picked up divinely pictured leaves ofthe ocean, the naturalists Pike and Hooper and Walters gathering them from the beach of Long Island Sound, and Dr. Blodgett preserving them from the shores of Kev West, and Professors Emerson and Gray finding them along Boston Harbor, and Professor Gibbs gathering them from Charleston Harbor, and for all tho other triumphs of algology, or the science of seaweed. Evidence of the Sea. Why confine ourselves to the old and hackneyed illustrations of the wonder workings of God when there are at least five great seas full of illustrations as yet not marshalled, every root and frond and cell and color ana movement and habit of oceanic vegetation crying out: “God! God! He made us. He clothed us. He adorned us. He was the God of our ancestors clear back to the first sea growth, when God divided the waters which were above the firmament from the waters which were under the firmament, and shall be the God of our descendants clear down to the day when the sea shall give up its dead. We have heard His command, and we have obeyed, ‘Praise the Lord, dragons and all deeps!’ ” And now I make the marine doxology of David my peroration, for it was written about 40 or 50 miles from the place where the scene of the text was enacted. “The sea is His, and He made it, and His hands formed the dry land. Oh, come, let us worship and bow down. Let us kneel before the Lord our Maker, for He is our God, and we are the people of His pasture.” Amen. Leontine Was an Armful. In a play at the Folies-Dramatques, an actor weakened In trying to carry in his arms Mlle. Leontine, whose weight was extraordinary. “Make two trips,” advised a voice from the gallery. The Saylor family, of Mayendale, Pa., which numbers seventy-eihgt members, has experienced but one death in the past sixty-four years. 1 Chump” Is not a new word, as Sir Philip Sidney is reputed to have used ‘•chumplsh.’’ in the sense of “sulltn,” over 800 years ago,

THE TIN PLATE FRAUD A FARCE M’KINLEYISM'S GREATEST ACHIEVEMENT IS. It I* Shown to Be * Moat Miserable Financial Failure and a Cur*e to Mor* Important Industrie*—Cr/lng for Mor* Pen*lon*. In It* True Light. As was expected, Governor McKinley opened his campaign in Ohio by pointing with pi ide to “forty-two tin plate factories employing thousands of men, not one of which (he probably moans Industries) was in existence before the tariff of 1890." After stating that the product of his pet industry was nearly 40,000,000 pounds for tho three months ending June 30, 1893, and that 45 per cent, of that was made from American black plates, he said: I a«Rumo that tin plate Is to be made free, because the last House of Kepiesentatlve*. which was Demooiatto, hiade it tree by a party vote. These splendid Industries which have been built up in our country, and which have ■applied employment for ao many workingmen. are to lie closed, and tbl*, the greatest consuming nation of tin plate in the world, wIU hereafter ouy this produot from abroad, unleas our labor is brought dos n to the degraded level ot competing labor. I cannot believe that the people ot the United States favor thl* pollov. If they do, they are recreant to their own highest and best interests. The manufacture of the tin plate annually consumed by the people ol the United States would keep an army of 60/nu workingmen in constant employment. The policy of my distinguished competitor, the De nooratio candidate for Governor, is to take this employment front them, and give it to the cheaper labor of Europe. The tariff of the Republican party would employ these no.'w workingmen in the United States at good wages and thus give to the agriculturls , to the manufacturers and to merchants fiu.Ouo profitable consumers of their products. Undoubtedly the tin-plate industry is the greatest achievement of MeKin- , leyism. But should its putative father be proud of it? In the first place we will inspect the Governor’s figures: The official estimate for the quarter ending June 30, 1893, is 35,100,000 pounds. But nearly 20,000,000 pounds were made from imported sheets. As nine-tenths of the weight and of the value and three-fourths of the labor cost of tin plates is in tho black or uncoated sheets, the Treasury Department has very properly decided that such sheets when merely dipped in imported tin, often by imported workmen, do not constitute “American tin plate.” It was only by a patriotic move of Republican officials, who wished to magnify our pre duction, that this foreign product was ever declared to be American. Our actual product for this quarter, then, was less than 16,000,000 pounds, about half of which was terne or roofing plate. Next, as to that “army of 60,090 workingmen.” The Hon. Thomas L. Bunting, President of the Tin Plate Consumers’ Association, taid in Congress. in 1892, that our average annual consumption of tinplate (after deducting 1,000,000 boxes for export) is about 5,000,000 boxes, and that the total labor cost of producing this is about 55,000,000. At S4OO, the average wages paid such help in this country, 12,500 people might possib'y find employment in this industry if we should make all of the tin plate we consume. If we should employ an army of 60,000, the average wages would be less than $2 a week. The Governor can choose between the two horns of this dilemma. As 16,000,000 pounds equal about 160,000 boxes wo are now employing about 400 people in this genuine American industry. If, as Congressman Bunting estimated, 300 men at S4OO a year could tin, wash, grease, rub, and dust the 5,000,000 boxes which we annually consume. we are now employing about 115 men in our tin-dipping establishments. About 500 men, then, should be employed in our tin-plate works. As, however, many of the plants are small and not run to good advantage, the number actually employed may be considerably greater. We will be very liberal and give it 1,500 men at S4CO each, making a total for wages paid of $600,000 as the result of the McKinley tariff. In orter to estimate the profits of this industry to this country we shall now see what it is costing us. The duty on 500,000,000 pounds of tin plate is $12,000,000. Seven million dollars of this was added by McKinley for the express purpose of inducing tin-plate factories to sojourn with us. The first two years were almost a dead loss to this country, as the mills were not, in 1892, making more than 5 per cent, of our consumption. Now, after nearly three years of prosperity, greater than that of "any other new industry ever started in the United States," as MoKinley tell us, we pay out $12,000,000 and take in $600,000! And Ohio’s Governor considers this a great bargain. But suppose that the great expecta tions and promises of McKinley had been realized, and that we were now making all of the tin plate we consume, and that our factories were dependent upon the duty; we would then expend $12,000,000 in increased cost of tin plate and get back $5,000,000 in wages if Congressman Bunting’s statistics are correct. But, it should not be forgotten that not all of this $5,000,000 is gain; the most of those employed in this industry could find employment in other industries—not pensioners upon public charity—where they could earn almost quite as much as in this pauper industry. The actual gain to the wageearners employed in this industry, then, is very small. But this is not all. Congressman Bunting showed that the net value of the raw materials—outside of the pig tin—ip 5,000,000 boxes of tin plate is $3,150,000. He came to the conclusion that “ consumers of tin plates, therefore, could afford to pay for all these raw materials, and leave them in the ground, pay for all the labor to make them up, and leave it idle, and still save $3,700,000.” Nor is this all, or oven the greater part of McKinley's bad bargain. The increased cost of tin plate has had a most injurious effect upon all tin plate consuming industries. Some of these are the can-making, the roofing, and the canning industries. Through these tho injury extends to the building trades, to small fruit and vegetable farming and to other trades and industries. Wo will take space to enumerate only a few of the industries struck by McKinley blight. The can-mak-ing establishments are great sufferers from the decreased use of cans due to increased cost. Mr. Bunting mentions eight that paid $82,576 for wages in 1891 and only $39,791 in 1892—a loss of $42,785 to labor. The wage-earners had to share with the consumers in paying the duty which McKinley says the foreigner pays. There are 1,200 canning concerns in the United States besides 800 more meat, fish and oyster packers. The growers, pickers, packers, etc., engaged in producing the contents of ' these cans make up an army of 2,000,000. The $8,000,000 tax on tin plate used for canning purposes touches every one of these producers as well as the 65,000,000 consumers of canned 1 goods, many of whom depend for cheap 1 food upon canned vegetables, meats, etc. Thus the tomato farmer averages about five tons of tomatoes, worth $6 per ton, i to an acre. The duty cost on the cans i necessary to can five tons of tomatoes ' is $21.50. Without this duty the canner could afford to pav 70 per cent*

more for tomatoes -131 cento per bushel. If ho should pay the same for tomatoes he could afford—and increasecl oompotltlcn would compel him —to deduct $8,000,10) from the selling price of his goods, in the interest of millions of poor consumers. “The average yield of corn poraore," says Mr. Bunting, “is throe tons, which at $6 per ton, nets the farmer $18; the duty cost on tho cans to put up an acre of corn is $11.61. In the absence of a tariff on tin plates the farmer o uid receive 64 jier cent, more for bls orop and the oannor still bo able to sell his goods at the same price." . Millions of bushels of vegetables andM, fruits rot each year in this country be-’ cause it will not quite pay to can them after paying McKinley taxes on tin plate. Miliums of poor people in this and other countries suffer for the cheap food of which t;iis duty deprives them. Instead of exporting millions of dollars worth of canned g< ods, as we would do if canning materials and supplies were untaxed, wo now import large quantities of jams, jellies, marmalades, etc., from England. And McKinley takes a fiendish delight in strangling the American canning industry that his comparitively insignificant industry may have some political significance. He poses as a statesman because he has given life to a leech capable of sucking the life blood from creatures a thousand times larger and more valuable. Bosh 1 He should repent forever in sackcloth and ashes for having brought about such a condition. If tho voters of Ohio give him his dues they will set him up in business with that other great Republican statesman, John J. Ingalls. Byron W. Holt. Crying for More. The demand for more and larger pensions is little abated, notwithstanding the embarrassment to which the Treas- . ury is subjected by reason of past extravagance in this direction. Many bills of this sort have already been introduced. Mr. Houck, of Tennessee, proposes that all loyal citizens ot the insurrectionary States who suffered arrest and imprisonment on account of their loyalty and were wounded or incurred disease during , such imprisonment shall be pensioned. There are bills to pension soldiers of Indian wars; to restore pensions to pensioners of the Florida Indian wars who lost their pensions by going into tho rebellion; to enable applicants for pensions under the General Disability act of 1890 to prosecute their claims in the absence of an honorable discharge; to graduate tho pensions of soldiers who did not engage in battle or incur disability while in the service according to the length of their service; to raise the rate for total blindness to SIOO a month, for total deafness to SSO a month, for total disability to SIOO month; to give to present pensioners an extra $2 a month for every thirty days they were confined in reoel prisons, and so on. There seems to be no end to more or less plausible demands to ba supported, at the Government expense on account of war service. If a law were passed to pay every one who was mustered in l a pension of $1,200 a year for life, there would be attempts to increase thej amount, and to continue it to sons of veterans or other heirs. The war ended more than twenty-! five years ago. The cry for pensions; and more pensions on account of it bids fair to continue forever. Tho number of those who served their country) purely from patriotic motives and es j teemed it a privilege to do so dwindles! yearly. Honorable motives are yield-j Ing to mercenary ones. Unsatisfied by* a national gratitude that has had nq equal in the world’s history, the Grana Army, without shame, assumes a role) of mendicancy.—New York'World. Mr. Neal Mean* It. Mr. McKinley wanted to know: Does) . my opponent, Mr. Neal, really seek tq destroy this beautiful system of mine known as McKinleyism? Does he wish) to eliminate protection from tariff?) Can he really mean it? Mr. McKinley has his answer. Mr. Neal does mean every word of it, and he is not at all! afraid to say so. He stands squarely on the tariff plank of the Chicago platform, a plank which he is understood to have sawed out and dressed himself; and he does not skulk behind any ifs OB buts. In his opening speech at New* ark, Mr. Neal said: “The greatest foq to the prosperity of the people is Mc4 Kinleyism. So long as the Federal system of protective taxation is continued we can have no general and permanent prosperity in this country. To regain such prosperity we must apply the ax to the root of the evil and forever destroy the McKinley method of taxation.” The whole unconstitutional system under which the taxing power is exercised, not to get revenue for public purposes but to enrich th« few out of tne earnings of the many, must be uprooted and cast out. < That is the Democratic platform. It is Mr. Neal’s plaform. And it would be a good thing for the Democratic party, because it would be a capital thing for the country, if every Democratic member of the Ways and Means Committee stood boldly and immovably upon the same platform,and rejected with scorn and indignation every] suggestion looking to the continuance) of a system the precise like of which) the Supreme Court of the United! States has denounced as “none the less. : a robbery because it is done under the forms of law . and is called taxation, "| Mr. Neal means radical war on this] system of licensed spoliation, and he, will make things hot for McKinley ia' (; Ohio.—Chicago Herald. Pauper Induitrle* Ask Alm*. The hearings given by the Ways; and Means Committee to the representatives of the protected tariff interests; have closed. They have not developed any new points of importance. For the most part it was the same old whine:! Give us protection or we shall either, be ruined or compelled to cut down; wages. When they were given all the) protection they asked for they made no ; haste to put up wages. . The workmen did not get the benefits which the man-i ufacturer said was his motive in seeking higher duties. The latter paid his workmen as low wages as he could hire them for, without reference to ftie tariff. But he says that he wiljL not similarly neglect to lower wages 1Z he has a good excuse. He will not. HBi never does neglect that opportunity.! But the story is told. The threats art all recorded. Now lot the committcOH draft its reform bill. — New YorkM World. _i__ I Out of Gear. |H At the last meeting of the Nationaal Wool Growers’ Association, two thingaH were agreed upon by it—that therdH must be increased protection on woolJH and a reduction of wages among etn]| ployes. Let’s see. High protectioaM makes wages high—doesn’t it? Anfl| low tariff makes low wages. Isn’t thaM| what we were told in the l-’resldentlaß campaign of last year? Then, how-M er—why—er —which—er —whence-« what about the propositions of th(H| National Wool Growers’ Association®! —American Industries. w The first sea-going vessel of alumlnH ium is being constructed In the dock®| yards of the Loire. It is a cutter whic)« would weigh, if made of the usual ma® terlals, 4.500 tons, instead of its aotua®| weight of 2,500 tons. ’ I