Democratic Sentinel, Volume 15, Number 28, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 31 July 1891 — Page 4

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f New York for the rear 1890 received k total of 400,000 immigrants. Our schoolhouses should be made more homelike and cheerful. Many of them are veritable barns. A good head can afford to wear a mighty poor hat. But a good hat never adds value to a brainless head. Italian emigrants continue to arrive in New York at the rate of 2,000 a day. This fact is suggestive, to say the least, aiffi must make Budini stroke his whiskers thoughtfully. If it be true, as William Redmond says, that English juries are not gifted with much intelligence then it follows that what ails American juries is nothing more nor less than Anglomania. It is pleasant to know that Herr Most, the anarchist, has been sent to Blackwell’s Island, and that he is surrounded by water, even though he doesn’t let any of it touch his person. A new jimcrack in the hands of the street fakirs is a small savings bank into which the depositor puts his cash, which immediately disappears. The novelty consists in the fact that the bank is small. Prof. Slavin having gone to England and Prof.Snllivan being ong root to Austalia, these two eminent scientists will now for some time constitute and comprise the champion long distance debating school. Sir William Gordon-Ccmming is going to write a book. That is to say. having failed in pushing a few counters over the line, he is going to try the opposite course of pushing a few lines over the counter. One of Germany’s rich citizens has offered to give $25,000 to any one who will demonstrate that the sun, moon and stars are inhabited. If Mr. Pennington has “sand” he will get into his airship and make a tour of exploration without delay.

The Rev. Mr-Carswell, of Georgia, has gone over his figures again and found that he has made no mistake in his prophecy that the world is coming to an end in 1901. The wise man, therefore, will date his note to fall due after January 1,1902.

Sisters are great talkers. It would surprise the young very much if they knew how much Iheir sisters tell other young women about them. A young man has very few secrets he can keep from his sister, and she hasn’t any she can keep, from the girls she goes with.

Slavin and Sullivan are alike in two things; their surname begins with the same initial letter, and they have the same capacity for getting drank and acting as disreputably as is possible under the circumstanoes. Pugilists in their lighter moments prove themselves to be but a little higher than the beasts.

A little girl of Reading, Pa., shouted murder so lustily at the.sightof a mouse that several policemen and a crowd of passers-by rushed to assist her. When she grows up she will lecture on woman's rights and denounce the man who prefers to lie in bed while buglars ransack the cellar to disturbing them.

Rudyard Kipling is hale and hearty and is likely to live to write many more tales. The people of the United States would not wish the man to have a long illness, but they would not complain if he remained just sick enongh not to offend us with his insufferable egotism for a few yars. Give Rudyard a few years to ripen and he may be all right. It now appears that the French scientist who was reported killed and eaten by locusts in Algeria is alive and well. The origin of the story lies in the attempt of an Algerian newspaper man to write a funny parag/aph, which shows that, the world over, the newspaper humorist is one and the same, incomprehensible and fearfully and wonderfully made.

Though men are killed every day for walking upon the railroad tracks, other men continue to do it. It is as foolish a practice as that of a boy tying one end of a rope to a calf, and the other end to his waist, but boys do it every day. Ten men may be killed in ten days for doing a certain thing, but the eleventh man will do the same thing the same way on the eleventh day. Ouida, a law to herself, presumes to spank Master Rudyard Kipling thus: “A young man," with emphasis, “has of late been hailed as a fine writer, when he has neither knowlege of style nor common acquaintance with grammar, and should be whipped and put in a oorner like a naughty child for his impudence in touching pen and ink, without knowing how to use them.” It is said that Geronimo, the old Indian chief who used to like so well to look upon war and liquor when they were red, has now become an earnest Christian and an enthusiastic Sundayschool teacher. This is all well enongh, but about the time the old man applies lor orders and L wants to be sent to a

presbytery, or a synod, or a conference* look out. He may merely be looking for a fight The easy escape of the naval officers who have been accused of smuggling upon a vessel of the United States isnot creditable. It is an act of mistaken courtesy on the part of one department of the government to another. All these departments represent the people, yet if a private citizen had been as clearly caught, he would have forfeited the goods seized and paid a heavy penalty in addition. The English national hymn, “God Save the Queen,” should now be changed to “God Save the Prince of Wales.” Come to think of it, there must be something in the saving nature of that anthem, which every loyal Englishman delights to sing, for it has “saved" the good sovereign for a promising reign of over half a oentury. No other English queen ever reigned as long or so well. The proprietors of San Francisco hotels show not only enterprise but originality when they add to the attractions of their orchestras in the dining room and in the court and their tropical gardens such a drawing card as a prize fight on the roof. The prize fighter has often been compared tp a bull dog, but, in this case, considering the scene of the battle,it is to the Thomas cat that one must look for a prototype-

There was a time when the people of this great republic were wont to consider all things Canadian as slow, but that must have been before the grand hustle of the Canadian Pacific Railway began. Since that event the managers of the company have not allowed anything to get away with them and have led the experienced, self-confident railroad men of this country a pretty chase, which will grow more interesting as the months go by and the connections of the new Canadian lines are extended. The Grand Trunk is rubbing its eyes in astonishment, and other roads coming into competition are dazed at the rapid way the Canadian line has been extended. Our countrymen must “agitate themselves.”

Mr. Depew affects a certain indignation because he and the other directors of the New York and New Haven Railway were indicted for their refusal to obey the law prohibiting the use of stoves in passenger cars. The very idea of expecting railroad directors to observe the law is too absurd to be entertained for a minute. When it comes to drawing salaries the high officials of those corporations are always on hand, but in cases where responsibility is to be placed for violation of law it is brakemen and engineers who run the road—not the directors. Since Mr. Depew acknowledges that he and his associates were badly scared, we may conclude that they will abolish the car stove right speedily, now that they have escaped punishment for past neglect.

It will please every true American to know that the Hon. Mr. Sullivan and the Hon. Pete Jackson met and parted in San Francisco, upon the departure of Boston’s leading citizen for Australia, in perfect amity. It was not long ago that Mr. Jackson accused Mr. Sullivan with the atrocious cruelty of “talking through his hat,” and for a moment it required all the art of the best fistellects which San Francisco boasts to prevent a tragedy which would have been deplored wherever the civilization of brawn has darted its replendent rays. That Mr. Sullivan has been able to forgive and forget so terrible an insult is a pleasing proof of the civilizing influence of the brutecult of the age which will not go unnoted by every optimist who liope3 well for the future of his race.

Very romantic missionary work, this marrying a young man to reform him, or marry a heathen to civilize him! But as a practical scheme it is a monumental fizzle. Miss Cora Bell Fellows, once a Washington belle, entered the mission work and married one of her scholars, Sam Chaska, a full-blooded Indian brave. He turned out as ninetynine and nine-tenths per cent, of the young men do who are married for reformatory purposes. He lapsed into abominable laziness, and became a low down, flat-footed aboriginal loafer, who let his wife support him. Mrs. Chaska has now applied for a divdrce. This woman ought not to be harshly judged, for she is but one of a large and respectable class of young women whose ideas of actual life are colored with romantic fancy. As a belle in Washington society she necessarily came in contact with a class of young men in patent leather pumps, enameled shirt bosoms, pressed trousers, and sweet, frothy intellects—a sort of “angels’-food” young men. No wonder her soul longed to run away with a two-fisted coachman or a Sioux Indian. But she was fooled.f There can be no vigorous reformatory work carried on in the family when a man leans one way and the wife pulls the other. Her good influence will be more thoroughly neutralized by one bad husband than nine bad men not her husband. Therefore, let the young woman who wants to save the world see to it that she is not unequally yoked with any interesting fragment of that unsaved world.

American Silver in Canada.

Canadians are complaining of an influx of American silver coin, which is displacing the home article. It is remarkable how well we can get along in this world if only other people will do right.

HELP FOR STREET ARABS

SENDING THE LITTLE WAIFS OF THE CITY TO THE COUNTRY. Sow th« Children of the Crowded Tenement Vlstrlota in Chicago Are Being Helped to Enjoy a Short Play--pell in the Green Field*—Some Incident* ol Their Visit*. [CHICAGO OOBBESPONDENCE.] An organization to give away fresh air, to hand aronnd sunshine, to distribute glimpses of bine skies and whiffs of perfume from new-mown fields. That reads like superfluous kindness to people who live among such things tjiese summer days, but it means great happiness to the thousands who would get the pure air and the sunshine no other wav. One of these dispensers of Nature’s gifts is the “Country Week” instituted by a leading Chicago newspaper. Chicago has hundreds of thousands of poor children who know very little of the beauty of the country. Some of them don’t know the difference between a saw-buck and a milking-stool. Thousands of them never saw blackberries growing, and a good many of them wouldn’t know a blackberry if they saw it, so seldom do luxuries come tc them.

Every summer, “Country Week" parties are sent out by the Fresh Air fund. Some of the excursionists have developed an ignorance of country life that would be amusing if il were not pathetic. One little fellow who was sent to a Michigan home foi his visit saw a brood of chickens for the first time. The little arab bad lost his father and mother when he was a baby, and had been adopted by neighbors. When be saw all the chicks following one mother it puzzled him. He watched them a long trying to figure out the problem. Finally his face lighted up, and he exclaimed, triumphantly, “Oh, I know now! She adopted them all!”

His solution was so full of meaning to the motherless wanderer that the kind woman who entertained him had not the heart to undeceive him, and that boy probably thinks to this day

THE FIRST VISIT TO THE COUNTRY.

that the ben with the big family was scratching and clacking for charity’s sake. The list of such experiences is almost endless. Surrounded at home by poverty, shut in by city walls, and viewing the heavens through clouds of factory smoke, the children hardly know what to do with the seemingly inexhaustible riches of the country, To have all the room one wants; to walk on carpets of grass with no one to remonstrate; to see broad horizons of blue, bounded by leafy trees and green hills—that is the “country-weeker’s” vacation. And the delight does not end there. The visit is an education, an initiation into the best of Nature’s teachings, and afterwards a beautiful memory to be carried through a life of care and toil. The plan of the “Country Week” is very simple. People who have country homes within 150 miles of Chicago volunteer to entertain the boys and girls or their mothers. Other people send money to the fresh air fund. All the money that is contributed goes toward sending some youngster where he can be better and happier than he ever thought possible. It is o

ENJOYING THE COUNTRY AIR.

spot cash sympathy company, un limited. The books are open to sub scriptions for shares in any amount from one cent to a million dollars there are no assessments, no losses, nc officers, no anything but big dividends of happiness. And the great beauty o: the plan is that the dividends begir the minute you subscribe.

He Was a Wise Brute.

Mrs. F. W. Robinson, of New Haven. Conn., has a black spaniel that ab straeted a feather duster from the sit ting-room and took it out in the yard to play with. During his frolic the feathers were all torn out. Mrs. Rob inson took the handle away and gave the dog a severe whipping, at the same time showing him the featherless handle. About an hour afterward the dog walked gravely into the yard with e brand-new duster, like the* one he hac destroyed, in his mouth. He walked up to his mistress and meekly depos ited the new brush at her feet.* By the mark on it she saw that the dog hac stolen ,it from a neighboring fancygoods store. A corset is supposed to have grea? staying 'qualities.

WITH A “LONG LEG."

An Expert Circus Kider Explains the Advantages of the Military Stirrup. For one I always feel a good deal more at home in the saddle when my feet find a solid resting-place in the stirrups, says a writer in the New York Herald. The majority of folks who ever get astride a horse’s back will, I think, agree with me. And so I was a good deal surprised the other night at the Barnum circus to see Mr. John O’Brien ride with a “long leg." People who hare been to the circus (and who has not?) know who Mr.

O’Brien is, but for the benefit of those who have not I will state that he is simply one of the many wonders of the wonderful show. You see very little of him at the best, and then only passing glimpses as he flies by. He rides one horse and drives five in a long string before him. Not only drives them, but jumps them over hurdles and keeps them in a line as straight as the curvature of the track will allow. All this is hard enough in itself—much harder than it looks—but, more than that, I noticed that he rode with a “long leg,” and that puts the feat among the wonders. Of course his legs were really no longer than usual, and quite in prodortion with his five feet six. The stirrup straps were, however, much longer than usual, so long that his legs hung down straight without a bend of the knee. Mr. O’Brien is a small, wiry fellow, with a light mustache and curly hair.

Previous to his engagement with Barnum’s show last year he had been for five years equestrian director of the Paris Hipprodome. As his ’name implies, he is not a Parisian by birth. He is now an American from choice,

JOHN O’BRIEN.

as he earnestly confided to me that after onoe seeing an American circus there were no attractions for him under a European canvas. “I always ride with a long leg," said he, “because I believe it’s the proper

THE LONG STIRRUP.

•way to ride, and then it’s safer. Frequently I do my turn with the five horses without any stirrups at all. In any case I pay very little attention to them and put very little weight on them. “This Anglomaniac fashion of riding tvith short stirrups and rising six inches out of your saddle with every step of the horse is, I know, the fashionable way and the easy way, but I don’t like the looks of it. The longleg or military stirfup is a very much harder seat to acquire. You stick close to the saddle and don’t rise the fraction of an inch from your seat. Your legs reach around the curve of the horse’s belly and give you the most secure possible seat in case the horse jumps or twists suddenly, while with the short 6tirrup your knees are above the swell and you have no grip to hold on by. Then, again, with the long leg your spurs prick under the horse’s belly, where they should be used, and do not gouge into the animal’s side.” “Which appreciate good riding best, European or American spectators ?” “They are more demonstrative on the other side, but applause counts for more here. There is no comparison between circus life here and across the water. There they are satisfied with a little, but it must be the very best. Here the audiences are not satisfied with anything. They never seem to get enough. Five rings now, but in a short time they will want ten. If von want to learn to ride, take my advice and begin without stirrups.”

English In the Year 2000.

A philological statistician calculates that in the year 2000 there will be 1,700,000,000 people who speak English, and that the other European languages will be spoken by only 500,000,000 people.

Shoos for a Royal Infant.

A London tradesman recently re ceived an order for sixtV-four pairs of shoes for the daughter of the Grand Duke Paul of Russia, a child less than a year old.

LITTLE BOYS AND GIRLS.

THIS IS THEIR DEPARTMENT OF THE PAPER. Quaint Saying:* and Doing* of Uttla One* Gathered and Frlotsd Here tor Other Utile Folks to Head. Tho Naughty Doll. By EUGENE FIELD. Ay dolly Is a dreadful care— Her name is Miss Amandy: I dress her up and curl her hair And feed her taffy candy. Yet. heedless of the pleading voice Of her devoted mother. She wll! uot wed her mother’s choice But says she’ll wed another. I’d have her wed the china vase— There is no Dresden rarer; You might go searching every place And never find a fairer; He is a gentle, pinkish youth— Of that there’s no denying— Yet when I speak of him. forsooth, Amandy falls to crying! She loves the drum—that’s very And scorns the vase so clever. And weeping vows she will remain A spinster doll forever! The protestations of the drum I am convinced are hollow: When once distressing times should comet How soon would ruiu follow. Yet all in vain the Dresden boy From yonder mantel wooes herA mania for that noisy toy, The noisy drum, imbues her! In vain I wheel her to and fro And reason with hermildlv; Her waxen tears in torrents flow. Her sawdust heart beats wildly. I’m sure that when I’m big and tall And wear long trailing dresses I sha’n’t encourage beaux at all Till mamma acquiesces; Our choice Will be a suitor then As pretty as the vase is— Oh. how we’ll hate the noisy nien With whiskers on their faces!

The “Flying Dutchman.” One of the most novelties ever introduced abroad for the amusement of our little ones is that illustrated by our cut. It is a carousal, or

“Flying Dutchman,” as it is commonly called, which can be adjusted to any lamp, and is then propelled by the heat of the flame, turning around swiftly, to the great delight of the children. The . figures are very handsome, representing horsemen, bicycle riders, pleasure boats and large ships. The ingenious little trick is clamped to the ■lamp ohimney, the flag adjusted, and the carousal fitted over the

support in the oenter. The lamp must be lighted first and the flame turned down until the device has been adjusted. When the light is turned up the device will immediately go around the shade. When takan of the flame must again be lowered to allow it to cool off before removing it.— St. Louis Post-Dispatch.

Ten Dollars for Eight Cents. * ; BATES FOR MONET ORDERS. ; Payable In United states and Canada. : : Not over $5 5 cents. : Not over 10 8 cents. : Not over 50 ‘2O cents. : (Over SSO at same rates.) ■ * ; * The above sign is prominently displayed over one of the desks in the office of the United States Express Company, at Fourth and Vine streets. A bright-eyed, well-dressed young shaver—he couldn't have been more than 6 years old—eyed it intently for a few minutes yesterday, spelling out the words in his unskilled, childish way. Their import gradually dawned upon him and he boldly approached the cashier. “I want a money order,” he said. “How large a one, my boy?” the clerk inquired, benign antly. “Well, let’s see,” pondered the little fellow. “I want to buy a hat, a drum, some candy for mamma, and some candy for i_yself. I gues3 $lO will be enough.” He fished through his pockets and triumphantly placed a nickel and three coppers before the astonished clerk. “Give it to me right away, won’t you!” It took ten minutes to convince the child that nothing less than SIO.OB would buy $lO at that office. His disappointment was partially smothered by one of the gray-haired attaches of the office, who slipped some candy and an orange into th 9 youthful financier’s hands.— Cincinnati Commercial Gazette. A Peagreen Elephant. An enormous elephant, pet-green in color, trunkless, and with tusks branching out like the horns of a deer, is reported to have been captured by an African king, who will not part with the curiosity.

A FACE ON A POTATO.

Remarkable Freak Grown on a Montana Ranch This Season. Mr. T. D. Duncan has sent to the St. Louis Republic a queer potato which he says he found on his ranch in the Flat Head Yalley, Missoula

County. Mont. It is a small tuber of the Early Hose varietv and looks good enough for the (able only that it so forcibly suggests cannibalism. Prima facir evidence demonstrates that women are more e per: colorists than men.

AWKWARD. BUT PRETTY.

The Japanese Women Ungraceful Became* of Queer Footgear. Henry T. Finck, in an article on Japanese women in the Cosmopolitan, after speaking of the native grace and beauty of the ladies of Japan, asserts that they are the most awkward walkers in the world. He says: Fashion has brought about the hideous awkwardness of the Japanese gait by making it a striot law of etiquette, carefully taught all girls, thaf in walkiog the toes must be turned in; the knees kept far apart, and the sole*

JAPANESE LADY IN STREET COSTUME,

remain parallel to the floor and hardly leave it. The result is a slovenly shuf- 1 fling; aggravated in the house by loose slippers always on the point of dropping off, and out of doors by horrible wooden dogs. The clogs are fastened to the mittened foot by a simple cord or thong passing between the big toe and the other toes. Every time the foot is raised the clogs leave the sole and at every step come down on the ground with a ridiculous clatter. The current notion that the Chinese custom of mutilating the feet by compression prevails in Japan is entirely incorrect. On the contrary Japanese women go to the opposite extieme of never wearing any confining shoes, in consequence of which their feet seem to us relatively broad and flat. The ungracefulness of the Japanese woman’s gait is further aggravated by the absurd tightness of the skirts. The kimono, or tea gown, as worn by the men in and out of the house, is tight enough to hamper them seriously in active movements, wherefore pilgrims and other mountain climbers and tourists discard it, covering their limbs only with cotton drawers. But

A JAPANESE BELLE.

the kimono as worn by the women is more inconverient sti l, for aronnd it a piece of dressing material is wound several times, so tightly that it is impossible for them to take any but the very short and shuffling steps which are prescribed by fashion. This makes them almost as awkward and helpless as if they were Chinese women with crippled feet. In physiognomic mobility, and variety and definiteness of expiession, Japanese women are doubtless, as a rule, inferior to otir women; but by way of atonement they have a fixed facial expression of amiability and girlish sweetness that is extremely fascinating. This charming expression, which is a result of the habits of obedience, kindly disposition, and desire to please, inbred and cultivated from their childhood, is common to all classes, from the humblest to the highest. In conrteousness, aesthetic taste, good manners and personal cleanliness the lowly and ignorant women of Japan are far superior to the corresponding grade in America or Europe, and, indeed, to many who make pretenses to a higher sphere. Besides the expression o ( amiability, there is another one of contentment and absence of worry that attracts one in these women. This is found even in the servant maids, who are always at beck and call; even in the laborers in the muddy, malodorous rice fields, in a hot sun: even in 'the poor women and girls who for one cent an hour spend ten hours a day stirring tea with their bare hands in a hot kettle. As regards sparkling, laughing eyes, it would be difficult to find anything.to match the dark orbs of the Japanese maidens when you chaff them in English, which sonnds so fanny to them, or in (your) Japanese, which sounds more funny still. Thev are the merriest girls in the world, always ready to laugh ou the slightest provocation, and their laugh is as musical as their language. Women are not cruel to dumb animals. No woman will willfully step on a mouse.