Democratic Sentinel, Volume 15, Number 33, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 4 September 1891 — Page 4 Advertisements Column 2 [ADVERTISEMENT]

poured forth from the doorway into which he sank down for a drunken slumber startled the neighborhood and even attracted the attention of the policeman who arrested him. The judge was right. Snoring as many people snore should be a ptmishable offense in every State. Thebe is a kind of a summer girl out here in the West whom you never read of in the papers. Her neighbors do not associate her with cool white dresses, idleness, novels, and hammocks, but they think vastly more of her. She is the kind of a summer girl who puts up fruit in the hot kitchen, who is her mother’s help, and who knows more about the ingredients for making a peach cobbler than she does about the latest style of a lawn-tennis dress. She is the Western man’s ideal of all a summer girl should be, and all wise men of the East agree with him after they have tasted some of her cooking. If a man will let his children be idle, he should not wonder that they get into mischief, and do something to disgrace him before they get through. All the men who ever amounted to anything had to work almost as soon as they could walk. If nine out of ten of the boys and girls of 12 or 15 years had to sum up the work they do through the’ day, it would not amount to more than two hours at the most. The rest of the day is spent in idleness, and idleness is the foundation of trouble. No one ever amounted to anything by having a good time, but that seems to be the greatest hope most parents have for their children. Poob Hippolyte is in a fair way to lose the Presidency of Hayti for sheer lack of the sinews of war. He has been trying to borrow from the merchants of Port au-Prince, but they have refused to lend him any money unless the Haytian Government will assure the redemption of $500,000 in paper issued under Legitime’s administration, which has never been paid, even in part. The adherents of Legitime would probably promise this or anything else just at the present juncture, so they may be able to outbid Hippolyte and get him out of the way. Hayti must be a charming place of residence for people of quiet and domestic tastes. Accobding to a late census bulletin, the number of paupers in the almshouses of this country in 1890 was 73,045, against 66,203 in 1880. There were also about 24,220 out-door poor who were permanently supported at public expense. A hundred thousand paupers is a startling number, and though the census figures apparently show that they are fewer in comparison with the total population than they were ten years ago, no one will be prepared to believe that in reality the per cent, of pauperism has diminished during that time. The rush of people to the cities and the enormous immigration tend in the other direction.

The value of titles in Great Britain is illustrated by the latest that have been conferred. Mr. Harris, a London theatrical manager, is knighted because of the manner in which he entertained the Emperor of Germany during his recent visit; and the Lord Mayor of the little “core” of London called the “City” is made baron for his speech and other flunkyism on the same occasion. But, after all, these origins of title are more creditable than some ancient ones now considered blueblooded. The accomplishments of a theater manager and the bows, scrapes, toggery, and toadyism of a petty magistrate are worthier fountains for honor, such as it is, than the vices of monarchs and the crimes of courtiers which gave life to so many aristocratic roots that flourish like green bays now. As one instance of the way in which men are sometimes entangled in a train of circumstances from which only a Vidocq or a G aboriau could extricate them, the accident v hich recently happened to a traveling man in Milwaukee is in point. Presumably all Gabojpau’s stories are fictions, but this tale comes from a newspaper correspondent and therefore must be true. The traveling man in question represented a champagne house. He did it very diligently, and then went to his hotel, climbed into the bath tub, fell asleep with the water running and was nearly drowned. Had his nose sunk two inches lower the newspapers would have reported a suicide. No power on earth could have proved that he did not drown himself intentionally. No detective could have shown conclusively that death was accidental. There is enough in the incident to make one reflect that it is wise not to judge appearances. In a fight between a man and a set of conspiring circumstances the man has no show whatever. To condemn a dead man for supposed suicide on suspicion is in many cases to commit a slander.