Decatur Democrat, Volume 37, Number 43, Decatur, Adams County, 12 January 1894 — Page 2

©he democrat DBCATUR, IND. |L BLACKBURW, ■ • • roiraimka

i c KSK ■ -*> * i it Cl \fc. / I Jf / The requisites are: First, good seed. Second, good ground. Third, good sowing. It cannot be gainsaid that the harvest resulting from a good sowing of good advertising seed in good newspaper ground, is far mpre certain than any harvest ttyat the average farmer can realize. A man can’t help having his judgment warped by a hot temper.. When a man is “generous to a fault,” it is generally a fault of his own. ____________ The Rev. Dr. Withrow says that Mr. Stead should go home. But have the English no rights? . Next to .an elevator, the icy sidewalk probably has the most to do with man s getting up in the world. Vaillant, the French bombthrower, is said to be very vain. But the big head never yet checked the guillotine. Life never seems to be such a hollow mockery to a gray-haired man as when his gushing love letters are be Ing read in a breach-of-promise case. What’s this? Englishmen admitting that the Bank of England is not perfect? They’ll be doubting the divine right of royalty the next we know. • Those Mexicans who are risking their lives, their fortunes, and their more or less sacred honor in kidnaping American girls for wives are going to a lot of useless trouble. Let them telegraph to Massachsetts for a few eligible young women and then listen for the galloping hoof-beats that will sound the answer. A brilliant triumph of Miss Dorothea Klumpke, of San Francisco, in passing successfully the examination of the Paris Academy of Sciences for the degree of doctor of mathematics, dfjals another blow to the notion that the feminine brain is unable to cope with abstruse scientific problems. Miss Klumpke enjoys the distinction of being the first woman who ever won this honor jn France. — The grand jury of Kings ,County, New York, is surprised and dismayed to learn that the inmates of the county jail are “the offscourings of society.” This is indeed depressing. It shows that the standard of Kings County criminals is very low. Steps should be taken to “pinch” a few doctors of divinity, two or three judges, a bank president or two, and a sprinkling of professional men to leaven the lump. Ward McAllister might be inveigled across the river and chucked in. Walter Aiken, of Franklin, N. H., whose was recently announced, wasS fertile inventor. His father first conceived the idea of a cog rail for steep grades on railroads and tried to apply it to Mount Washington, but he could not interest capital in it in his early days, and the honor of the achievement later went to another. But the son assisted in building the road and designed the locomotive used on the road, lie also built tlie hotel at the top and the signal-service station there for the United States Government. '■x ~~ Fortune does not smile alike upon all the members of the mug-punch-ing Costello family. Martin, otherwise known as “Buffalo,” of that ilk, has escaped the meshes of Hoosier law after they were fairly wound about him, but his brother John has been laid by the heels in the county jail at Rondout, N. Y., and lias a year In the penitentiary ahead of him. The difference .seems to be that Martin is a professional walloper of his fellow men while John is a mere amateur who whiles away his idle moments In terrorizing rural policemen. Martin receives distinguished consideration; John gets twelve months. Which is altogether inequitable and unjust The fleets of all the world are witness to the revolution wrought in naval ships by the American monitor. t All the naval powers were quick to see and adopt the armor idea, and they have ever since been

engaged in rebuilding their navies,' while we have been content to witness the results of their experiments until it was necessary for us to rebuild our own navy. Wo waited wisely. The great guns, many weighing 110 tons, with which England and other nations armed their monster ships, are now declared by Admiral Hornby to be failures. He says moderate-sized guns of about twenty-five tons each are the best.

This is another American idea, developed Iti our new navy. Our new naval steel guns, long and comparatively light, are undoubtedly the best In the world. If we would preserve this country, we must preserve the forms of law. The men who tacitly or actively encourage less intelligent men to lynch men for unproven crimes are conniving at mob murders. Mob murders pave the way for mob law. The community which permits a lynching within its borders has given a blow to the law from which it will take a generation to recover. Ignorant men who are allowed to take the law into their own hands for punishing crimes against the person will take the law into their own hand? for other purposes. The workingmen of Spokane, who tried to terrorize ! the courts, to interfere with civil | suits, to blow up buildings, and tc | maltreat individuals, because they I wanted work, wee simply carrying I out that spirit of mob law which seems to be eating,into the American body-politic like gangrene. It has been demonstrated again and again that the blood and bombs anarchists, with the exception of a few crazy and irresponsible enthusiasts, are rank cowards. From Johan Most, who tjid under his mistress' bed to escape arrest, down to Williams, the English apostle of dynamite, who is now eating his words for fear of a mob, the whole red-mouth-ed, blatant, beer-guzzling gang have shown their pusillanimity when threatened with real danger or even with legal proceedings. They are poltroons, and the hubbub now being raised throughout Europe over the creature Vaillant Is not creditable to the intelligence or the courage of the constituted authorities. No vigilance can guard against fanatics like Pallas and Vaillant; no vigilance is necessary against the yawping crowd who menace society, from a sanitary standpoint only, through their unwashed hides and scurvy personality. They won't bite. Why will fool letter-carriers tanTper with mail matter in the face of certain detection? James Palmer, a Chicago carrier of five years’ standing, is the latest victim of his cupidity and stupidity. Detected in opening a letter and abstracting money therefrom, he before him the prospect of a long in the penitentiary. He must have known, as every one else knuws, that while justice is leaden-hfeeled in purshit of the ordinary offender, the postoffice thief has not one chance in a thousand of escaping punishment The Government is relentless, and properly so, in demanding the extreme penalty of the law upon those who tamper with the mails, and the postoffice detective system is practically infallible. There is nd hope of escape. Yet at frequent intervals some poor idiot robs a letter of a few dollars and repents his folly behind iron bars until the outside world has forgotten his name. Mrs. Lozier, of New York, the president of Sorosis, has been contributing to a symposium on “What Girls Should Read.” Her recommendations are somewhat startling, unless New York girls are far ahead of other girls intellectually—a supposition that is absurd, of course. For girls under 14 Mrs. Lozier prescribes such light literary pabulum as Ruskin's lectures. As soon as the girls reach the age of 14 they are to be put to work on Motley’s “Dutch Republic,” the “French Revolution,” and similar light and entertaining volumes. Then Mrs. Lozier would have the young women get down to serious business by reading “Spencer, Huxley. Tyndall, Darwin, and Winchell’s book on geology.” This for girls of 14, heaven help them! Unfortunately the president of Sorosis does not map out the curriculum further. Young ladies of 15 would probably be nourished on the Alcestis of Euripides, Kant’s “Critique of Pure Reason,” and Flamsteed's “Explication of Hieroglyphic Figures.” with occasional excursions into Sanscrit and the Vedic literature. Mrs. Lozier ought to continue her program. It , is interesting. Juvenile Darwinian. A great newspaper reports not only , the affairs of nations, but the doings andJiayings of those infantile American sovereigns whose very names are unknown to the public. Here, for example, is a news item from the New York Herald: Mary, the nurse, came in from a turn in the park, carrying the pride of the family, a young gentlemap some fourteen months old. j‘O, ma'am,” she said, “Georgespoke this afternoon for the first time.” “Really! What did he say?” “Why, I was showing him the animals, and he made me stop before the cage of monkeys: and he clapped his hands and said -Papa! papa!’ real plain.” Fun in the Kitchen. We have all heardmf parlor games, but it has remained for a little girl to invent a kitchen game “Say, Dinah,” said five-year-old Molly, “let's play I'm an awful-look-ing tramp. I'll ask you to. give me a piece of pie. and you get frightened and give it to me.”—Harper’s Young People.

■ TALMAGE’S SERMON. 1 • — THE BROOKLYN PREACHER ON 1 THE BREAD QUESTION. ■ Some of ih ' Causes Which Lead to the Kver Present Distress Among the Working Classes—Alcohol and Improvidence Are ' Potent Factor*. . At the Tabernacle. • It seemed appropriate that Dr. Talr mage should preach this sermon after his personal contribution of 3,000 pounds of meat and 2,000 loaves of 1 bread to the i>oor who gathered shivering in the cold around the liakery and meat store of Brooklyn, where the food was distributed without tickets, and no recommendation required except hunger. The text was, Matthew • xxvi, 11, "Ye have the poor always . with you.” Who said that? The Christ who never owned anything during His 1 earthly stay. His cradle and His grave ■ were borrowed. Every tig he ate was from some one else's tree. Every drop of water He drank was from some one else's well. To pay His personal tax, 1 which was very small, only 31t cents, he had to perform a miracle and make a fish pay it. All the heights and depths and lengths and breadths of poverty Christ measured ijUlis earthly experience, and when ILg comes to speak of destitution He always speaks sympathetically.and’what He said then is as true now —“Ye have the poor always with you.” For 6,(MU) years the bread question has been the active and absorbing question. Witness the people crowding up to Joseph's storehouse in Egypt. Witness the famine in Samaria and Jerusalem. Witness the 7.000 hungry jieople for whom Christ multiplied the loaves. Witness the uncounted millions of people now living, who, I believe, have never yet had one full meal of healthful and nutritious food in all their lives. Think of the 354 great famines in England. Thiqk pfjjie 25,000.000 peoi>lo.HM* l .»**2'* > , "r year before^S ,filllds,aff ls slowly recover ure of the Nile tiffined to her room and tc years in the cle\te time. She.wtieft those regions depopinuv®? --i lague of insects in England. Plague of rats in Madras Presidency. Plague of mice in Essex. Plague of locusts in China. Plague of grasshoppers in America. Devastation wrought by drought, by deluge, by frost, by war, by hurricane, by earthquake, by comets flying too near the eartn. by change in the management of national finances, by baleful caases innumerable. I proceed to give you three or four reasons why my text is markedly and graphically true in this year 1894. The Tariff Bugbear. The first reason we have always the’ poor with us is because of the perpetual overhauling of the tariff question, or. as I shall call it, the tariffic controversy. There is a need for such a word, and so I take the responsibility- of man- J ufaeturing it. There are millions of people who are expecting that the present Congress of the United States will do something one way or the other to end this discussion. But it will never end. When 1 was syears ofage, I remember hearing my father and his neighbors in vehement discussion of this very question. It was high tariff or low tariff or no tariff at all. When your great-grandchild dies at 90 years of age, it will probably be from overexertion in discussing the tariff. On the day the world is destroyed, there will be three men standing on the postoffice steps—one a high tariff man. another a low tariff man. and the other a free trade man—each one red in the face from excited argument on this subject. Other questions may get quieted, the Mormon question, the silver question, the pension question, the civil service question. All questions of annexation may come topeaceful settlement by the annexation of islapds two weeks' voyage away and the heat of their volcanoes conveyed through pipes under the sea made useful in warming our continent, or annexation of the moon, dethroning the queen of night, who is said to be dissolute, and bring rhe lunar populations under the influence of our free institutions; yea, all other questions, national and international, may be settled but this tariffic question never. It will not only never be settled, but it can never be moderately quiet for more than three years at a time, each party getting into power taking one of the four years to fix it up. and then the next party will fix it down. Our finances cannot get well because of too many doctors. It is with sick nations as with sick individuals. Here is a man terribly disordered as to his body. A doctor is called in, and he administers a febrifuge, a spoonful every hour. But recovery is postponed, and the anxious friends call in another doctor, and he says: "What this patient needs is blood letting: now roll up your sleeve!” and the lancet flashes. But still recovery is postponed, and a homeopathic doctor is called in, and he administers some small pellets and says, "Ail the patient wants is rest.” Recovery still postponed, the familysay that such small’ pellets cannot amount to much anyhow, and an allopathic doctor is called in. and he says. "What this patient wants is calomel and jalap.” Recovery still postponed, a hydropathic doctor is called in. and , he says: -‘What this patient wants is ' hot and cold baths, and lie must have • them right away. Turn on the faucet and get ready the shower baths.” Recovery still postponed, an electric doctor is called in. and he brings all the schools to bear upon the poor sufferer, and the patient, after a brave struggle for life, expires. What killed him? Too many doctors. And that is what is killing our national finances. My personal friends, Cleveland and Harrison and Carlisle and McKinley and Sherman, as talented and lovely and splendid men as walk the earth, all good doctors, but their treatment of our languishing finances is so different that neither treatment has a full opportunity, and under the constant changes it is simply wonderful that the nation still lives The tariff question will never be settled because of the sact —which I have never heard any one recognize but nevertheless the fact—that high tariff is best for some peonle and free trade is best for others. This tariff controversy keeps business struck through with uncertainty, and that uncertainty results in poverty and wretchedness forya vast multitude of people. If the eternal gab on this subject could have been fasluoned into loaves of bread, there would not bo .a hungry man or woman or child on all the planet. Tothe end of time, the words of the text will be kept true by the tariffic controversy —"Ye nave the poor always with you.” a Source of DlatreNH. Another cause of perpetual poverty is the cause-alcoholic. The victim does not last long. He soon crouches into the drunkard's grave. But what about his wife and children? She takes in washing, when she can get it, or goes out working oh small wages, because sorrow or privation have left her incapacitated to do a strong woman’s work. The children are thin blooded and gaunt and pale and 'weak, standing around in Sold rooms,orbitch-

———— Ing pennies on the street corner, and • munching a slice of unbutterod bread when they can got it, sworn at by passersby because they do not get out 4 of the way, kicked onward toward manhood or womanhood, for which they have no preparation, except a depraved appetite and frail constitution, r candidates for almhouse and penitentiary. Whatever other cause of poverty may fall, the saloon may be depended on to furnish an ever-increasing throng of paupers. Oh, ye grogs hops of Brooklyn and New York and of all the cities; ye. mouths of hell, when . will ye cease to craunch and devour? » There is no danger of this liquor busij noss failing. All other styles of busif noss at times fail. Dry goods stores . go under. Hardware stores go under. 1 Harness makers fail, druggists fail, j bankers fail, butchers fail, bakers fail, , confectioners fail, but the liquor deal- . ers never. It is the only secure busir ness I know of. Why tlie .permanence , of the alcoholic trade? Because, in the first place, the men in that busi- > noss, if tight up for money, only have , to put into large quantities of" water i I more strychnine and logwood and nux t 1 vomica and vitriol and other congen- , ial concommitants for adulteration. , Ono quart of the real genuine pandemoniac elixir will do to mix up with several gallons of milder damnation. i Besides that, these dealers can depend on an increaseof demand on the part of their customers. The more of that stuff they drink, the thirstier they are. i Hard times, which stop other business, i only increase that business, for men go there to drown their troubles. They . take the spirits down to keep their spirits up. The Improvidence of Workmen. Another warranty that my text will prove true in the perpetual poverty of the world is the wicked spirit of improvidence. A vast number of people have such small incomes that they cannot lay by in savings bank or life insurance one cent a year. It takes every farthing they can earn to spread the table and clothe the family and educate the children, and if you blame ' such people for improvidence you en- | act a cruelty. On such a salary as j many clerks and employes and raanv c-wninisters of religion live, and on such o I h l — T workmen receive, they cannoUiAtwenty vears, lay up 20 cents. ' I But you know w'il know many who have and could provide somewhat for the future, who live up to every dollar, and when they die their children go to the poorhouse or bn the street. By the time the wife gets the husband buried,she is indebt to the undertakerand gravedigger for that which she can never pay. While the man lived 'he had his wine parties and fairly stunk with tobacco, and then expired. leaving his family upon the charities of the world. Do not send for me to come and conduct the obsequies and read over such a carcass the beautiful liturgy, "Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord, ” for, instead of that. I_ will turn over the leaves of the Bible to I. Timothy v, 18, where it says: “If any provide not for his own, and especially for those of his own house, he hath denied the faith, and is worse than infidel,” or I will turn to Jeremiah xxii, 19. where it says, “He shall be buried with the burial of an ass. drawn and cast forth beyond the gates of Jerusalem.” I cannot imagine any more unfair or meaner thing than for a man to get his sins pardoned at the last minute, and then go to Heaven, and live in a mansion. and go riding about in a golden chariot over the golden streets, while his wife and children, whom he might have provided for, are begging for cold victuals at the basement door of an earthly city. It setms to me there ought to be a poorhouse somewhere on the outskirts of Heaven, where those guilty of each improvidence should be kept for awhile on thin soup and gristly.instead of sitting down at the King's'banquet. Itissaid that the church is a divine institution, and I believe it. Just as certainly are the savings banks and the life insurance companies divine institutions. As out of evil good often comes so out of the doctrine of probabilities, calculated byProf. Hugens and Prof. Pascal for games of chance, came the calculation of the probabilities of human life as used by life insurance companies, and no business on earth is more stable or honorable. and no mightier mercy for the human race has been born since Christ was born. Bored beyond endurance for my signature to papers of all sorts, there is one style of paper that I always sign with a feeling of gladness and triumph. and that is a paper which the life insurance company requires from the clergymen after a decease in his congregation, in order to the payment of the policy to the bereft household. I always write my name then so they can read it. I cannot help but say to myself: -‘Good for that man to have looked after his wife and children after earthly departure. May he have one of the best seats in Heaven!” Young man! The day- before or the day after you get married, go to a life insurance "company of established reputation and get the medical examiner to put the stethoscope to your lungs and his ear close upto your heart with your vest off . and have signed, sealed, and delivered to you a document that will, in the ease of your sudden departure, make for that lovely girl the difference between a queen and a pauper. Lack of Mental Balance. Another fact that you may depend i upon for perpetual wverty is the in- ; capacity of many to achieve a livelij hood. You can go through any community and find good people with more than usual mental caliber, who never have been able to support themselves and their households. They are a mystery to us, and.we say. “I do not know what is the matter of them, but there is a screw loose somewhere.” Some of these persons have more brain than thousands who make a splendid success. Some are too sanguine of temperament, and they see bargains where there are none. A common minnow is to them a gold fish, and a quail a flamingo, and a blind mule on a towpath a Dttceimaius. They buy when things are highest and sell when things are lowest. Some one tells them of city lots out West, where the foundation of the first house has not yet been laid. They say, “What an»Opportunity!” and they put down the hard cash for an ornamented deed for ten lots under water. They hear of a new silver mine opened in Nevada, and they say, “What a chance!” and they " take the little money they have in the savings bank and pay it out. for as beatltiful a certificate of raining stock as was ever printed, and the only thing they will ever get out of the investment is the aforesaid illuminated lithograph. They are always on thb verge of millionairedom and are sometimes worried as to whom they shall bequeath their of fortune. They invest in aerfal machines or new inventions in perpetual motion, and they succeed in what mathematicians think impossi- _ bio, the squaring of a circle, for they do everything on the square and win the whole circle of disappointment. They are good honest, brilliant failures. They die poor, and leave nothing to their families but a model of some invention that would not work and whole portfolios of diagrams df things impossible. I cannot help but like them, because they are so cheerful with great expectations. But

I their Children are a bequest to the I bureau of toity charities. Others adr minister to the crop of the world’s b misfortune by being too unsuspecting. I Honest themselves, they believe ail i others ar» honest. They are fleeced ■ and scalped and vivisected by the , sharpers in all styles of business and • cheated out of everything between cradle and grave, and those two exoep- ■ tions only because they have nothing - to do in buying either of them. Others i are retained for misfortune by inopportune sickness. Just as that lawyer i was to make the plea that would have ' put him among the strong monos the profession, neuralgia stung him. Just as that physician was to prove his skill i in an epidemic, his own poor health imprisoned him. Just as that merchant must be at the store for some decisive and introductory Imrgain, ho sits with a rheumatic Joint on a pillow, the room redolent with liniment. What an overwhelming statistic would be the story of men and women and children impoverished by sickness! Thon the Mississippi and Ohio freshets. Then the stopping of the factories. Then the cureulios among the peach trees. Then the insectile devastation of potato patches and Wheatfields. Then the epizootics among the horses and the hollow horn among the herds, then the rains that drown out everything and the droughts that burn up half a continent. Thon the orange groves die under the white teeth of the hoar frost. Then the coal strikes, and the iron strikes.and the mechanics’ strikes, which all strike labor harder than they strike capital. Then the yellow fever at Brunswick and Jacksonville and Shreveport. Then the cholera at the Narrows, threatening to land in New York. Thon the Charlestown earthquake. Then the Johnstown flood. Then hurricanes sweeping from Caribbean Sea to Newfoundland. Then there are the great ’monopolies that gulley the earth with their oppressions. Then there are the necessities of buying coal by the scuttle instead of the ton. and flour by the pound instead of the barrel, and so the injustices are multiplied. In the wake of all these are overwhelming illustrations of the truth of my text. "Ye have the poor ’ always with vou.” CeleHtial Insurance.’| Remember a tact that no one emphasizes—a fact, nevertheless, upon which I want to put the weight of an eternity of tonnage—that the best way of insuring yourself and your children and your grandchildren against poverty and all other troubles is by helping others. I am an agent of the oldest insurance company that was ever established. It is nearly 3.000 years old. It has the advantage ofjall the other plans of insur-ance-whole life policy, endowment, joint life and survivorship policies, ascending and descending scales of premium and tontine—and it pays up after you are dead. Every cent you give in a Christian spirit to a poor J&ian or woman, every shoe you give to a barefoot. every stick of wood or Jump of coal you give to a fireless hearth, every drop of medicine you give to a ;x>or invalid. every star of hope you make to shine over unfortunate maternity, every mitten you knit for cold fingers, is a payment on the premium of that policy. I hand about 500.000,000 policies to all who will go forth and aid the unfortunate. There are only two or three lines in this policy of life insurance—Ps. xli. 1, “Blessed is he that considereth the'poor: the Lord will deliver him in time of trouble.” Other life insurance companies may fail, but this celestial life insurance company never. The fx>rd God Almighty is at the head of it. and all the angels of Heaven are in its board of direction, and its assets are all worlds, and all the charitable of earth and Heaven are the beneficiaries. "But?” says'some one. “I do not like a tontine policy so well, and that which you offer is more like a tontine and to be chiefly paid in this life.” "Blessed is he that considereth the poor; the Lord will deliver him in time of trouble.” Well, if you prefer the old fashioned policy of" life insurance, which is not paid till after death, you can be accommodated. That will be given you in the dav of judgment and will be handed you by the right hand, the pierced hand of our Lord Himself, and all you do in the right spirit for the poor is payment on the premium of that life insurance policy. I read you a paragraph of that policy: “Then shall the King say to them on His right hand, ‘Come ye blest of my Father, for I was hungered, and ye gave me meat; I wasjthirsty, and ye gave me drink: I was a.stranger. and ye took me in; naked, and ye clothed me.’ ” In various colors of ink other life insurance policies are written. This one I have just shown you is written in only one kind of ink, and that red ink, the blood of the cross. Blessed be God, that is a paid up policy, oaid for by the pangs of the Son of God, and all we aad to it in the way of our own good deeds will augment the sum of eternal felicities. Yes. the time will come when the banks of largest capital stock will all go down, and the fire insurance companies will all go down, and the life insurance companies will all go down. In the last great earthquake all the cities will be prostrated, and as a consequence all banks will forever suspend payment. In the last conflagratton the fire insurance companies of the earth will fail, for how could they make appraisement of the loss on a universal fire? Then all the inhabitants of the round world will surrender their mortal existence, and how could life insurance companies pay for depopulated hemispheres? But our celestial life insurance will not be harmed by that continental wreck, or that hemispheric accident, or that planetary catastrophe. Blow it out like a candle—the noonday sun! Tear it down like wornout upholstery—the last sunset! Toss it from God’s finger like a dewdrop from the anther of a water lily —the ocean! Scatter them like a thistledown before a schoolboy’s breath—the worlds! That will not disturb the omnipotence, or the composure, or the sympathy, or the love of that Christ who said it once on earth, and will say it again in Heaven to all those who have been helpful to the downtrodden, and the cold, and the hungry, and the houseless, and the lost, "Inasmuch as ye did it to them, ye did it to me!” Harvard's Motto. Old John, the orangeman, that historical personage who presides over the affections of Harvard men (says the Boston Budget), was showing strangers through the yard at Harvard. On every hand they saw the college seal, bearing this motto: “Christo et Eccleslao.” Not being on speaking terms with Cicero. Civsar, and the other Romans, this did nothing but to arouse their curiosity. Finally thev asked John. “1 say!” said one of the visitors, “I see these words everywhere. Can you tell me what they mean?” John looked carefully at the Latin inscription, bit his pipe a little harder, and then . replied, gravely: “Oi don’t jlst know, but Oi t’lnk it means ‘To h wid Yale,”’ 7 'lJ;' The Prince of Wales is opposed to his sons dissipating. He attends to that for the entire family.

A YANKEE'S SHREWDNESS. III« Claim and Quietly Waited fol Illa Vh-tlme. Judge Steve-a of Ironwood, is a good story teller and, one evening, when the thermometer was below zero at Ironwood and the wind was whistling outside of a cozy room where was Fuming a cheerful fire, he related a tale of a Yankee’s shrewdness. The Judge Is an old miner and wont out West with the rush for gold. Near a claim where the Judge was working was a thin, angular New Englander, who just kept shoveling ore and paid ho attention to anyone else. One day some capitalists came along and ca ually p eked up a few chunks from the Yankee's output When they got back to town they Lad them assayed a d they yielded wonderful results. The capitalists jumped in the air for Joy. Then they went 1 ack and there was the old fellow shoveling the same as ever and not saying a word. “You'll never do anything this way,” remarked one of the capitalists “Well, I’ll get on," returned the Yankee, piyiug his pick with renewed energy. “You should interest capital to help you develop that hole in the ground,” continued the capitalist. “Can develop it mjself, 1 guess," said the Yankee. “Think you’ve got anything?” “Not yet. Nothing in sight.” Then the gentlemen took several more pieces of rock and went back to town. These assayed even richer than the first samples and the capitalists were wild with excitement. They went Lack the following day to see the old man, who gazed upon them with unconcern as they approached. He was a taciturn individual, with an honest face, and he looked as though he would rather die than wrong anyone. “My friend,” said one of the capitalists, “what will you sell out for?” “Wouldn’t sell out.” “But we want to buy.” “What ion want to buy for? There is nothing here yet Maybe some day, but this hole ain’t worth anything.” “We want to buy it, though, and will give you $10,000.” • “It ain’t worth ten cents.” “Will you sell it? 1 ; “Nope.” “Give you $20,000.” “Nope.” Finally $60,000 was offered. "Well," said the Yankee, "you can have it if you want, but I tell you Ifs'notßlngTut a ""Bole Tn~t6e ground. May be worth a lot some day, but now it ain’t worth sixty cents.” But the money was paid and the capitalists received the hole. The Yankee’s assertions were correct The hole was not worth sixty cents, but the taciturn Yankee had spread a few rich samples around, and then waited for some fish to bite. He had an honest face, but human nature is sometimes deceptive.—Free Press. It Was on Chicago. They had traveled together foi alxiut an hour in silence. But the man with the portly vest and conspicuous watch-chain finally succeeded in getting a conversation under way. His neighbor was a little man with wabbly eye-glasses, and in response to an abrupt question as tc whether he was not a literary man replied mildly: “I have written things." “I take an interest in literature. 1 come from Chicago. There’s the town that combines art and commerce. First she went ahead and made her business reputation, didn’t she?* “Yes.” “And now she’s made her literary reputation. Don’t you agree with me?” “It must be admitted that some things about Chicago remind one of literature. For instance, she is undoubtedly one of the greatest penholders in the world.” And then his glasses almost wabbled off as he explained that be was from New York and must be excused if he had said anything that sounded spiteful. —Washington Star. Toothsome Giraffe Meat. Judging by the details of the edible value of the giraffe, given by a writer in the London Standard, it would pay some enterprising and, il such a phenomenal creature exists, rich farmer to start a farm of giraffes In England. Giraffe meat is said tc be excellent, second, indeed, to only two or three game animals in Africa It is not unlike veal, with a game flavor, but there is a slight aromatic taste. The meat of a tat young cow giraffe is delicious, and comparable to almost any game flesh in the world. The tongue—from eighteen to twenty-one inches in length—is a real delicacy, and to as the marrow bones of a giraffe, there is no other luxury in Africa comparable to them. The milk of the giraffe, it is alsc said, is rich and well flavored. The Japanese Way J When a Japanese calls in a physician, he does not expect that he will be presented with a bill for medical services, id fact, no such thing as a doctor’s bill is known in Japan, although nearly all the other modern practices are in vogue there. The doctor never asks for his fee. The strict honesty of the people does not make this necessary. When he is through with a patient, a present is made to him of whatever sum the patient or his friends may deem to be Just compensatioh. The doctor is supposed to smile, take the fee, bow, and thank his patron. An Appeal to Vanity. No man enjoys being detected in an absurd position. A temperance society in England is employing photography to convert the Intemperate. The object is to waylay the unhappy man on his way from the club in the early morning, and with a small hand camera make a few studies of him embracing a friendly lamp post or reclining peacefully in the gutter. These are shown to the unfortunate victim in his more sober moments, with the Intention of thus inducing him to see the error of his ways. A New York barkeeper says that one cash paving customer is worth a dozen who come in and shake dice to see whose name will go down on the slate for drinks.

i A Boon to Humanity. A numbenaif our great and most int vorate tobacco smokeni and chowert have quit the use of the filthy weed. The tallsraanlc article that doos the work is No-to-buo. The reform wm started by Aaron Gorlier. who waa a r confirmed slave for many years to ths • use of tobacco. Ho tried the use oi I No-to-bac, end to his groat surprise i and delight it cured him. Hon. U. W. Ashoom, who bad been smoking for I sixty years, tried No-to-bac, and it . cured him. Col. Samuol Stoutenor, who , would eat up tobacco like a cow eats hay, tried this wonderful remedy, and even Samuol, after all his years -of ! slavery, lost the desire. J. Cl Cobler, i Lessing Evans, Frank Dell, Geo. B. i May, C. O. SkillingU n, Hanson Rob- ’ inett, Frank Hershberger, John Shinn and others have since tried No-to-bac , and in every case they report not only a cure of the tobacco habit, but a won- , dorful improvement in tholr general 1 physical and mental condition, all of which goes to show that the u e of to- - banco had been injurious to them in I more ways-than one. All of the above gentlemen are so i well pleased with the results that we do not hesitate to join them in recommending it to suffering humanity, as wo have thoroughly investigated and 1 are satisfied that No-to-bac does the 1 work well and is a boon to mankind. The cost li trifling—a dollar absx — i and the makers, the Sterling Remedy i Company, have so much faith in No-to-bac that they absolutely guarantee ' throe boxes to cure any case, or refund money. One box in every instance in the above effected a cure, with one or two exceptions. No-to-bac has a wonderful sale upon its merits alone throughout the United States, and can • be secured at almost any drug store in ' this country or Canada, and It is made bv the Sterling Remedy Company, Chicago office, 45 Randolph street: New York office. 10 Spruce street. —From The Press, Everett, Pa., Dee. 15, 1893. Archaic and Other English. “Meeching” (sly, sneaking, or under- , hand,) is a true archaism of respectable lineage. It is Clearly defined in the Biglow Papers:— But 1 ain’t one of the meechin' kind that sets and thinks for weeks The bottom's ont o' the Universe ‘cos their own glilpot leaks, . and'is very old English. Hamlet calls the murderer in the dumb-show “mlching mallecho,” and the other Elizabethans use it, too, and all with one vague connotation of illicit lovemaking: Sore she has Some meeching rascal in her bouse. Beaumont and Fletcher.—''Scornful Lady," V. 1 It is interesting to note, however, that this special connotation was not “classical," and has not been preserved in the American use. The word is the middle English“mlchen," which has simply the sense of secret or underhand, and is so used in the “Romaunt of the Rose." Mr. Skeat connects it intimately with Hamlet’s “hugger-mugger,” (secret,) and with the still vexed “curmudgeon." Such words as these are for all practical purposes Americanisms now, and are best classed and defined therewith; and so long as in the glossaries a proper note is kept of their original habitat no harm is done, especially as tbe words which have so clear an ancestry as “meeching” are not numerous. If we reject them, we must reject also such characteristic words as “boss,” (Dutch, “bass,”) “stoop” (doorstep; (Dutch, • Stoep,”) “portage,” (French.) “bankit,” (foot pavement; French, •“banquette,”) “Vamoose” and “mosey,” (go away; (Spanish, 1 Tamos.") Carry it far enough, and we shall have hardly anything left but neologisms.—The Gentlemen’s Magazine. Trapping a Criminal. Two brothers, Cucchl by name, villains of the deepest dye, found the neighborhood of Ajaccio too hot to hold them, and resolved to take refuge in Sartene. They found a small boat upon the beach, and desired the owner to put out to sea. "Impossible,” said the man, “the boat is too small for such a voyage, and would certainly founder." “Do as you are bid, ” said the Cucchl, covering him with their guns. Under these circumstances, the boatman had no alternative; so he got in, and they pushed out to sea. But the waves were high, and, by a little dexterous management, he contrived to make bls boat rock in such a fashion that the bandits became violently sick. “You see I was right," he coolly remarked, when his passengers seemed sufficiently reduced; “you will certainly be drowned if we go on thus. You had much better let me put you ashore, and go back for a stronger and better boat" “So be it!" gasped the bandits. “Oh, anything is letter than this!” They were put on shore, and in due time the boatman returned with a larger boat but at the bottom of it lay four gendarmes disguised as sailors, and (be brothers Cucchl were taken before they bad time to discover the trick. —The Contemporary Review. A Royal Saxon Anniversary. Great preparations are being made in Saxony for the celebration of the fiftieth anniversary of the entrance of the King into the army, which anniversary occurs Oct. 24. Every court in Europe will send representatives to Dresaen to congratulate the venerable monarch. The young crown prince of Germany will then present himself to the King in the uniform of the Saxon regiment which he was recently made an honorary officer. How the Mexican Boundary Is Marked. The internationsd boundary line between the United States and the Republic of Mexico is marked by pyramids of stones placed at irregular distances along the line all tne way from the Rio Grande to the Pacific Ocean. Wherever it was found practicable to do so these pyramids were built on prominent pepks, as road crossings, fords, etc. Tne lino was not surveyed, as is the usual custom, the location of the mountains being based on astronomical calculations and observations.— St. Louis Republic. » —■ n«y. Hay is said to be the most valuable crop in Maine, as it is throughout the United States; and next in order in that State is the apple crop. This is much below the average this year, and potatoes were also cut short by severe dreuth. Rinks of Railroaders. Considerable risk attends employment on railroad lines. By the report of the Inter-State Commerce Commission it appears that one employe In every twenty-nine was injured last year, and one in every 322 was killed.