Democratic Sentinel, Volume 15, Number 28, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 31 July 1891 — Page 4 Advertisements Column 2 [ADVERTISEMENT]

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.