Decatur Democrat, Volume 39, Number 5, Decatur, Adams County, 19 April 1895 — Page 7

©he senwcrtd DKCA'HJR, IND. M. BLAOKBUBK, . . . rcuLUHnn. A popular linger named Yaw 1* to Marry a Bt. Paul editor. She couldn’t *fuse; her name gave her awy. I Casting pearls before swine has lhi« advantage, that if you never cast anything else you can starve the bogs »ut ■ , 1 Boston has discovered a man who has been married sixty different times and the authorities are discussing what Is an adequate punishment for him. He's already had it. The only satisfaction the American people have so far out of the firing of the Spanish' cruiser Conde de Venadlto upon the Alllanca is that she never touched us. “A Cleveland judge granted eight divorces In one day. He should be placed on the bench in Chicago.”—Toledo Blade. Why? He would be altogether too ilow for that town. We learn from the Kansas City Star that "Pinky Blitz stabbed a man In the north end.” That’s no place to stab in adversary and we hope Mr. Blitz will be severely disciplined for his rudeness. • We learn from a Washington special telegram that Rudyard Kipling has appearedatthenationalcapital “wearing a nustacheand decidedly English clothes, heavy protruding eyebrows and snap--pish blue eyes.” What does Washington propose to do about It? A Jersey City watch dog which recently died was dissected and in its •tomach were found a half pound of land, two buckles, several pieces of wood, a pair of rubber shoes, and the remnants of a straw hat. What became of the rest of the tramp remains a mystery. Five large volumes of the unpublished works of Victor Hugo will l>e brought out in France at the rate of one a year. They may not sell like Jnit -the. literary world will give them some attention when not too much excited by current masterpieces. The idea of building locomotives has been agitated on the Pacific coast. There are manufacturers who have facilities for doing such work, but Investigation shows that the cost of labor is higher, so that It would be Impossible to compete with Eastern locomotive builders. It Is a queer thing, says the Nashville Advocate, to see how conspicuous a preacher's faults are in the eyes of his congregation. “He may have a hundred virtues, every one of them admirable; he may possess each in a high degree; but one fault will be more prominent than them all, and the people will see more of it and talk more ibout It than they will about all his pod qualities combined.” Some years ago Frederick Douglass "addressed a convention of negroes In Louisville, says the Buffalo Courier. He said hi the course of his remarks that he did not think an amalgamation of the white and black races desirable, the pure negro being. In his opinion, the best of the race. While speaking his eyeglasses continued to slide from their jiereh. “But I wish,” Interpolated the speaker. “I wish we could get up some sort of an alloy for the negro which would Insure a nose sapable of holding spectacles.” Friction consumes power. A noted authority on friction says it may be estimated that one half the power expended in the average case, whether In mill or shop, Is wasted in lost work, being consumed In overcoming the friction of lubricated surfaces. Hence in many cases where power is slack, the engine or other appliances are blamed, when in reality an inferior oil Is having much to do with the trouble. A change of oils is needed. To make time pass rapidly, draw a note for more than you can comfortably pay, then the days will gallop; to make time go slow, try waiting In a to make time go at varying rates of speed, fall in love, then will time gallop while you’re with the loved object, and crawl when she’s away; time can’t be killed very well, but a good time can be badly maimed by a bore; a high old time is more often than not a low old time; when a man asks for time on a purchase he frequently means eternity; It's curious that they should say ,a watch keeps time; really, Its face gives time away the moment you look at It. Some time ago a man took It upon himself to assert that the modern woman has forgotten how to blush. This imputation was launched at femininity in general with so much bitterness and asperity that one might gather therefrom that blushing is a virtue, and that not to blush is criminal. Whatever the connection between this sudden heightening of color and innocence in the case of women, however, the blush is considered a sign of grace by men. Cynics have always maintained that women can cry about anything, and at a moment’s notice, and It is Indeed pretty well known that many actresses can squeeze out real tears nightly at the proper moment; but blushing is more difficult to acquire as an art. Blushes » are evidently considered aa important by the generality of men. For instance, -•• •.■ " ■ ' • ■■ ' < ; . . ’•«

to call a man “an unblushing scoun-i drel” is a diet let slur on his character, 1 and to tell another that you blush for him used at one time to be a pretty common form of Insult. Even now the phrase "we blush to relate 4 ’ is to be found in our dally newspapers. The poet Young lays It down in his “Night Thoughts” that “the man who blushes Is not quite a brute.” Darwin's observations determined the fact that blushing Is confined to the human species. The punishment rarely fits the crime more promptly or perfectly than In the case of the robbers who attempted to hold up the Cincinnati train near Greenwood, Ky. Hints of their purpose reached the officials of the road in advance. Three trusty and well-armed railroad policemen were placed on the train. At the signal of the robbers the engineer stopped the train, and when the six bandits began work the three guards began work also. When the latter finished, which they did speedily, there were two robbers dead and one dying, and the other three had taken to the woods without waiting to see what became of their comrades in crime. In less than ten minutes the train was on Its way again with no one injured and no treasure lest. It Is a pity that all other transactions of these train bandits could not have the same happy upshot It is a real misfortune that has overtaken Japan. To be checked and disgraced at the very moment of conquest by such a madman's act Is as humiliating as It was unexpected. And great sympathy will be felt for the Emperor as well as for the venerable envoy who meets with such a shocking reception. At tlie same time there can be no doubt that the act. however muah that of a "madman,” as we put It, especially when taken in connection with the attack upon the present Czar only a couple of years ago, Indicates that the war has got on faster than the Japanese character, and that the ordinary native is not yet really civilized. Os course it will be answered at once that the assault upon LI Hung Chang was but a parallel to the attack upon Carnot, and that the character of the Japanese people is no more to be judged by the one than the character of the Italian people by the other. Unfortunately this is not quite enough. For while all men are brutal, and all men are prone to sudden fierce crimes, all men are not dumbly, dispassionately superstitious. This is the special characteristic of the half-civilized man who kills you without spite, because he deems it a religious duty, and it is just this element that will probably linger longest in the Japanese character. The Emperor Is to be commiserated, but he will have to educate all his subjects to forget their fetiches. One Way of Curing a Felon. Os few men who have led the rough-and-ready life of the late Barnes Greeley—brother of the great Horace—can it be said that they have been under the influence of liquor but once hi their lives, and that once witli deliberate intent He used to boast that his only potations were medicinal. “The one i time,” said he, “that I ever tasted I liquor was when I had a big felon on my finger. I hadn’t slept for three nights. Somebody said that a good drunk would cure me. I lost no time in filling up with the best I could get, first, going to my daughter’s house and telling per what I intended to do* I loaded myself in town and then took a bottle full of whisky and went to my daughter’s. I didn’t like the whisky, but my prescription called for a downright ‘dead drunk,’ and I got it. For a while 1 made things lively at’my daughter's house, running things after the most approved manner of confirmed old topers?” Then I sank into oblivion, and they said it was a question for a time whether I would rise again or not. But I did, and the pain was gone from my felon and it soon got well. It was a radical remedy, and if I ever get another felon I will go off on my second drunk, although I'm 75 years old.”—Kate Field's Washington. The Turkey Stopped the Train. Swarms of locusts are well known t< have stopped railway trains, but up tc this time it was probably never heard that a single turkey had power to accomplish that feat. How it was done, In Oxford, Pa., is described in the Phlfadelphia Public Ledger. The engine was puffing hard on an up grade, and passed under, aur overhanglug limb of a large tree in front of a farmhouse. On the limb were several turkeys at roost. 'The exhaust steam was so strong that it knocked a lien turkey from her perch, and she came down upon the bell-rope. The bell rang, and the engineer brought the train to a halt. Then, of course, the conductor hastened forward to know what was the matter, and one of the train-hands discovered the bird still tilting-upon the rope, and giving utterance to notes which, it is fair to presume, were, expressive of surprise. The men set up a roar, the bird took wing, and the engine again began to puff. ■■-- - - ■ They Like Nicholas. The Czar of Russia promises to be out of the most popular monarchs in Europe. He has completely won the St. Petersburg populace by his lack of fear in going about the streets of the capital unattended—a great contrast to the manner of his father. The police, however, do not like his ways, as they are in constant fear that he will be killed. ' _ Teacher—You say the tendency o| heat is to expand and increase, and of cold to contract and lessen. Can you give some familiar illustration of these effects? Bright Pupil—The population of our seaside resorts.—Harper's Bazar.

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WHEN TROUBLE COMES. When trouble cornea don’t let despair Add to the burden you must bear, But keep up heart and, smiling, say: “ The darkest cloud must pass away." Don t my. “ Why Is it ?” with a frown, And go with heart and head bowed down, But lift them both and let your eyes Behold the sunshine tn the skies. w Don’t sit and brood o’er things gone wrong, But sing a hopeful, helpful somr; Ur whistle something light and gay, And thus drive half your cares away. Sing of the pleasant things life knows; Not of the thorns, but of the rose. Each life knows some joy every day, Bure as December leads to May. The man who sings when trouble's here From trouble has not much to fear; Since it will never tarry long When stout heart meets it with a song. But brood o’er care and we can make This life a burden that will break The stoutest back. But sing, and io 1 The load is lifted. Let it go ! Then don’t forget when things go wrong To try the magic of a song. For cheerful heart and smiling face Bring sunshine to the shadiest place. —Eben E. Rexford, in Detroit Free Press BY P. 8. RIDBDALE. A little group of miners were in the low roofed chamber at the foot of the shaft. The orange glare from thelittle oil lamps on their caps made occasional swift reflections upon the black walls, and when the men spoke or smiled there was marvelous flashing of teeth from out 7 their dark faces. Always, too, there could be seen the gleaming of their eyeballs, of a fierce steel color in this somber light. The greasy cables in the shafi were running rapidly, and somewhere in that strange hominy-like hole that extended to the far away day light the elevator was falling, like a missile. A subtly strong odor 6f powder smoke, oil, gas, wet earth was eternally in the nostrils. Suddenly from behind those curtains of inkrlike night., that , jstretclmd before the passage that led away from the toot of the shaft, there camo a mystic low rumble, the clank and rattle of chains, the whistling and rattling slash of a whip, and a boy’s shout Then a train of two cars, drawn by a tandem of straining mules, appeared from out the darkness. The driver, a, tiny begrimed urchin, yellfd imperatively, swinging his long lash. The train stopped at the foot of the shaft, and as the urchin unhooked his team and swung them about he yelled to the men: “Ain’t it near quittin’ time?’’ The elevator suddenly appeared, like an apparition, with its load of miners, whose lights flickered and fluttered in reddish movements. The “inside foreman” as he stepped from the platform, called sharply to the urchin. “It's quittin’ time fer you if yer don’t hustle out more trips. Get in with them tharmules!” With another shout to his team, the urchin started them on their re- 4 turn journey, and the rumbling of the wheels on the uneven track continued until the little dancing flames on the boy’s' cap and on the head of the lead mule were but mere yellow points of light. In the chamber at the foot of the shaft, the “inside foreman” spoke to the men. “Mr. Williams told me the baby’s cornin’ when th’ shifts change.” “Git out? Is she?” “Jerry's baby.” “Sure she is,” said the “inside foreman.” The men smiled. Jerry's baby was popular with the miners of the Maflst’s Patch shaft. She gave them adorable confidences; she was such a t charming and trusted friend to those men, rough, grim and dark with coal dust, who labored all day in this deep hole in the earth, far from sunlight. Jerry's baby, with her lisped sentences and little gestures, treated them all as comrades. When they spoke of her, one might think they were talking of a little silver doll of some religion, And her power was never questioned. Her baby smiles ruled men, and, moreover, she had done that which no man in the Maffet’s Patch had succeeded in doing, she hid tamed Jerry. Had you asked, three months before this time, who Jerry w. s, the stable boss, if you were a man, would have told you in a most vivid and picturesque manner, which, though it might have shocked, would have forever impressed you with Jerry’s character.’ If a woman, the stable boss would have said, after a little time to collect in his mind words to fit the occasion, “He is the vicious--Ist, contraryist, stubbornist, wickedest, and worse kicking mule in all the Lehigh and Wilkes-Barre coal company’s mines.” - , In the first place Jerrj- had a bad record. He came from the South with a lot of others and was sent down the mine to wear his life .away in the damp, lamp lit darkness, pulling heavy cars during the day, eating mush and ccirn, sleeping in a little stall and having rats as large ns kittens run over him at night. This was decidedly objectionable to a mule of Jerry’s high spirits, but be apparently realized he could not help himself and forthwith proceeded to make life as disagreeable as .possible for those who had any tiling to do with him. He could work if he wanted wd when, as the drivers said, he had “a working streak on,” he could pull ; a heavier load and dolt quicker than i

any mule in the mine; but he did not always have “working streaks on.” He was not different from ordinary mules, except in one particular—his hind legs, when he was walking, appeared to have no joints. One miner, when Jerry’s life as a mine mule commenced, remarked this fact and said. “That mule’s no good; his joints is stiff.” and he scratched , Jerry’s leg with a long wisp of straw. It tickled and the man dodged just in time to escape Jerry’s hoofs, which splintered the end of a car against which he had been leaning. Thus Jerry earned his reputation as a • vicious animal. He killed one man. The fellow I was a brute and Jerry was obstinate at times, consequently the mule was sometimes horribly beaten and | kicked. One day the fellow resolved to get rid of the animal forever, and mixed a lot of broken glass with the corn. “There,” he said, as he completed the operation, “That’ll fix Jou,” and he aimed a terrific kick at erry. The heavy nailed boot cut open the flesh. Jerry’s hoofs flew I out with lightning speed and struck the man. In the excitement which followed Jerry did not eat the corn, j and his next driver discovered the glass and threw it away. Thus it was that Jerry sustained his bad reputation and added to it at various times, to the terror of the driver boys and stable bosses. The baby was the only child of ; young John Williams, a clerk in the mine office. She caught a heavy cold during the winter, and the doctor was called in and prescribed medicine which the baby swallowed with greater or less avidity, according to its sweetness or nastiness. But medicine did the baby no good, and she was growing so weak and thin that Mrs. Williams found tears starting to her eyes as she looked at her, and Mr. Williams went to the office with a very grave face and worked nervously over his books. • Then Grandma Williams came to the rescue. “Take that child down to the mine,” she said, “and let it i breathe the air there for half an hour each day for a week, that will cure her.” “Down the mine?” exclaimed Mrs. Williams, horrified. “Yes, down the mine, and she shall go this very day and I will go with her.” “But ” remonstrated Mr. and J “MrsTWITITams in unison. “No huts'about it,” said Grandma Williams. “John, put on your coat ; Mary~(EHeh, wrap the babyup^warmly and stop crying.” Grandma Williams had her way, ; The baby went down the deep shaft and in the low, black gangway, breathing the gaseous mine air day after day, and grew strong and lusty again. It was on one of these visits that the baby and Jerry made each other’s acquaintance. On the day they first met Jerry stood near the bottom of the shaft. The baby’s had put the baby, who was growing heavy, down on the track and was talking to some miners. The baby seeing a light a few yards away i (it was on Jerry’s head) went toward iit and found Jerry. He was half ■ dozing when rudely awakened by I something grasping one of his fore- ' legs. A vicious gleaiii shone from I his eyes and fils pars were laid i back flat along his head us he preI pared to repulse the daring person ! who was taking such liberty with him. i Then he looked down and saw a little, laughing, rosy face gazing no into his, and a pair of tiny arms grasped tightly round his muscular leg. The next minute, when the miners and baby’s father turned and. with.a cry of horror,-saw the light of the vicious mule’s lamp shining on the baby’s head, Jerry shears were pointed downward and lie was whinnying softly. The men sprang forward, one snatched the baby away, another drove the inule back, but the baby began to cry and stretch outr her tiny hands toward Jerry. while he, still whinnying, gazed at her with such a look of intelligent curiosity that his driver said, “1 don’t believe the brute ’ud hurt her," and a moment later, the baby, in, her father’s arms, was stroking Jerry’s scarred and rough head, while a row of miners stood at the animal’s side, ready to drive him back with blows and kicks if-he attempted to bite. But Jerry was *s quite and gentle as the baby herself. Ever after that day they were firm friends. Every time the baby came down the mine, a visit she insisted on making every week or two, she would see Jerry and stroke and play with him, and give him sugar and apples to eat, until it wns said among the miners that she came down expressly to see Jerrj’ and so, before long, she became known as Jerry’s baby. Jerry’s driver hail henceforth an easy task. The mule which was formerly so vicious and stubborn, was now the most gentle and docile in the mine, and he was always pointed out to the visitors as “the mule that was tamed by John Williams’ baby.’’ The babj- had been away for three weeks on a visit. On the day of her return home she said: ’ “Papa, take baby down mine, babj' wants to see Jerry,” and Mr. Williams obeyed. As the inside foreman told the footman, the visit was to be made when the shifts changed,consequently when the babj- and her father reached the foot of the shaft the day men had finished their work and the mules were in their stables, but the stable boss considered it no trouble to bring Jerry out to where the baby was sitting in the middle of the track upon an armful of straw, brought for herby-oneof the driver’s boys. the three week’s separation the greeting between Jerry and the baby was most affectionate; and baby clapped her hands and rubbsd her soft white cheek against Jerry’s

rough note, while he whlnnyed to express his delight. Jerry had become so gentle that Mr.« Williams and the stable boss had complete trust in him, and khew that he would not harm a hair of the baby’s head, so after watching them a minute or two, and hanging a lamp on the timber near the pair, they walked a few yards up a gangway to inspect some brattice work. The baby had a couple of apples, which she gave to Jerry, laughing at hisefforts'to take each piece with his lips so as not to endanger the tiny hand by his teeth. Suddenly Jerry lifted his head, a dull boom, the sound long drawn out, echoed along the gangway. It was followed almost immediately by a rush of air, which to an experienced miner would have indicated a fall of top coal or rock near by. The baby laughed on, holding a piece of apple toward Jerry, who, with his head high in the air, listened intently. In a moment there was a crashing, rattling, tearing noise in the stables where five mules were confined, then the swift thump of hoofs down the narrow gangway. The mules, frightened by the fall, had broken out of the stables and were dashing toward the bottom of the- shaft. To reach that point they would pass Jerry and the baby. The gangway was narrow. Two mules could hardly pass abreast. The babj’ was in the middle of the track. The cruel hoofs of the rapidly advancing animals would crush out her life in their wild rush. Jerry seemed to realize it all. He backed away from the baby who, innocent of danger, held out her hands and called him. His head was turned to one side, his ears laid straight back : the rushing animals came nearer; with a backward heave of his whole body Jerry’s hoofs flew out and struck full on the breast of the first mule. The force of the blow was terrific. The animal was hurled back against the other four, who stopped bewildered. At that instant the three men rushed out of the gangway- and the babj’ was snatched up into her father’s arms. The stable boss understood the situation at a glance, and springing past Jerrj’ with whip and voice drove the five mules back, while the baby’s father kissed her again and again, and Jerrj- calmly munched some pieces of apple which had fallen from the baby's—hanxls-—Occasion--ally he looked up, and one could then see those two large, melancholj’ eyes shining there in the darkness, lit. with anew contentment, as if even this hopeless prisoner could understand the happiness that comes from a deed nobly done. Cats Are Hard to Manage. , An English exhibitor of trained animals, Leoni Clarke, is reported as i saying that, though he has educated all sorts of animals from lions downi ward, he has found that the most difficult of them all is the cat. He has to treat these creatures with extraordinary care. A dog is sensible, a monkey accommodating, and a rat either forgives or forgets, but a cat! Shc-is a hopeless bundle of sensibilities. Strike her once, if only by accident, and she will never perform again. Kindness is not only politic, it is absolutely necessarj’, in the training of cats. Although thirty cats are sufficient for his entertainment, he has sixty or more with him, for cats are very skittish creatures, and when thejtake die whim into their heads it is useless to take them on the stage. When Mr. Clarke enters the stable the mewing is prodigious, and he is instantly buried in a moving mantle of cats. It took him four years to train some of lus animals before he could put them upon the stage. A parachute cat. which climbs up a rope to the roof of the theater, and flies down by parachute, is the second which has done the trick. The first became too far, and fell into bad ways. It is now Jim Corbett, and boxes Mitchell nightly. A curious feature of ihe\show is the way in which the cats walk over a rope of rats and mice and canaries, stepping gingerly between the little flut- ' teririg bodies. This mighty forbearance i_s brought about by training up the.cats from kittens in the same cage as the rats and birds There are only six of his cats that Mr. Clarke dares trust among the rats. The rats and mice come from Java. To Clean Fruit. — As daj- by day it is proved to us that bacteria make the larger proportion of the air we breathe, the water we drink and the world in ; general, one is disposed to instant revolt: no self respecting human being is willing to own himself at the mercy of these invisible foes. Mod- : ern science has its drawbacks, and is i responsible for the wholesale fear in ; which many people spend their days. I Caution, however, is another matter, and belongs to all who own common spnse, and it is specially required in dealing with modern dirt, which is in many cases synonymous with at their worst. The human animal is. unluckily, an extremely dirty one, and the fruit which has passed- through the hands of thf great Unwashed may better never be eaten without cleansing. Street dust itself holds foul forms of dirt, ano when to this is added the handling of scores of people, it is plain that these surfaces unwashed are not tii for anj- rational human stomach. Even strawberries must not be exempt, but they must never soak only let water run on them, a win basket being the best method of se curing its immediate passing off Grapes require the same treatment but in either case only enough shoulf be done at once for a meal.

ETHICAL CULTURt S * C B Somathing of the Now Cult AB Gaining .Prominence. I The movement of ethical B now so prominent in all tyctß the United States anc( portß Europe had its origin in Neß city, where the first ethical B was founded in 1876. The aB of the New York society haß from the first neither irreligiiß anti-religious. j In the opening address i I’rof. Felix Adler delivered 15, 1876, the watchwoi<*whiß suggested for the new inovemeJß “Diversity in the creed, unaß in the deed.” Ho also empM in those remarks that belief nfl tlie received doctrines of rH should not hinder any one froß ing the new organization. »

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should a" negative attitude t the current religious teaching hindrance. Those who aspire to becom men should be welcomed tp tj fellowship, no matter what opinions might be on questi theology or philosophy, Prof, stated at that time. All tfu expected was a sincere intei the moral improvement of the vidual and of society, and a w ness to waive points of diff and to come into fundamental ment with others animated same desire. * These viewk had been known number of Prof. Adler's frien some years prior to the organs of the society. Prof. Adler \ that time professor of Orient erature at the Cornell univi cause o! ethical culture wer pared to form a society he res from the faculty’ of the univ and entered the field in which 1 long been desirous to labor , a labor of love for him from t ginning and still is such. At first the new society wf target for much hostile criticis even bitter persecution. Lik new movements it required th be correctly appreciated, and beginning it was misinterprets The fact that the Ethical s did not affirm any religious beli regarded as positive proof tl members and its leaders were at hostile to religion. But this mistake, and as time went on perceived to be such. The pre which the societj- at first exciti abated from year to year. Some of those who were its pronounced antagonists have b< its well wishers aud supporters, change of attitude against tl ciety is shown by the fact th legislature of the State of Nev has conferred, upon Prof. Adl<j authority- to perform the nia ceremony. A Smuggling Scientist. A Berlin periodical has the f ing: In 1805-Humboldt and Lussac met in Paris to pursue investigations as to the compr of air. The two men of science it necessarj- to obtain a large n of glass tubes. These were vel in France at the time, and the mously high duty forbade th treduction from abroad. But boldt was nothing daunted. 1 dered the tubes from a German works, and instructed the mal turer to close them up at both and affix to each a label with words, “Deutsche Lust” (tie air). The air of Germany wn article which did not appear i tariff, and the custom house oil allowed the tubes to pass, and were thus’ delivered free of duty! he hands of the two men of scii A Cruel Wrong Inflicted on Sr A sailor on a troopship inforr of a curious grievance from v he and his mates suffer. “The s company is limited,’” he writes two parrots for each mess of twelve men. and if these are r uniform cages they ate thrown board.'’ Tastes, of course, c but I should myself have thoug allowance of one parrot to eve; men on board a troopship was Ts unreasonably Small one. “A. evidently thinks otherwise, how and this is not strange, perl when it is remembered on the au ity oLMr. E. C. Burnand’s okce ular lyric, that Jack’s “heart is to his Poll.” Ant Nests in Trees. - The ants of Malacca make nests in trees, joining the leave getherbya thin thread of silk a ends. The first step in making nest is for several ants t,o leaves together and hold on their hind legs, when one of after some time runs up with a and, tmfatrng it with its antei makes it produce a thread with v the leaves are joined. When larva is exhausted, a seeon< brought and the process is repe