Democratic Sentinel, Volume 18, Number 37, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 28 September 1894 — Page 4

PRIXCE AND PA UPER. YVe Prince passed by. A careless boy, As he watched him ride away, Yktaght, “Oh, for a taste of the boundless joy Where the Prince must feast each day.” And a great hope burned in his youthful heart To sometime play a Prince’s part. The Prince passed by; his heart was sad With a thousand cares oppressed; ■“To be once more like that happy lad And freed from this deep unrest: Pd Rive all the sorry hopes of men: Alas! that youth comes not again.” —fNixon Waterman in Chicago Journal.

A HAPPY MAN.

The doctor did not have an easy time of it in the East End parish, where he had bought a cheap practice and settled down with his youth, his aspirations, his skill, to fight the battle of life. His youth seemed to «iip from him in his first year of work, his aspirations changed their nature, his skill developed. He acquired vast experience in those poor homes, where he fought valiantly against disease, the result of intemperance and vice and poverty and ignorance —diseases of which the victim was often an innocent sufferer. The sins of the fathers were visited upon infants —the sins of by-gone generations upon brave girls and well-meaning young fellows —sins of children on patient women and hardworking men. Dr. Murray was a thinker as well as a worker. He might have easily become morbid in that dreary place, where there was nothing beautiful to charm the mind, and little enough to charm the eye or the ear. But he did not become morbid. He had the remembrance of a happy country home where his boyhood had been passed, he had the thoughts of his dear old mother who lived there still, and the lessons she bad taught the boy had not left him in his manhood; above all, he had thoughts of another woman—her letters, sometimes—:the promise of herself before long. When he walked through the muddy street to his solitary home he did not let his mind dwell on the room he had just visited, where three children lay sick iu one bed, shivering with cold, and «ith no one but a drunken mother » attend to them, and give them icli food as was provided for the family by a lazy father, whose earnings, scanty enough, were chiefly spent at the “Royal George.” He ■did not let himself meditate on the details of his cases when he had left them; that would have unfitted him for his work. No; lie tried to imagine what home would be like when Norah was really there, when the •opening door would disclose her to Jum and draw him into the warm room, where there would be firelight and lamplight and—herself. She brought warmth and light and sweetness to him, to his life, to Millwall. She brought that now. What would it be by-and-by—by-and-by—when— He reached home. He let himself into the unlighted hall. The house lelt cold. He set his lips together and thought, “By and by.” He laid aside bis umbrella, took off his coat, ■strode into the barely furnished, rather uncomfortable dining-room, and rang for dinner. A middle-aged woman presented herself. “Oh!” she said, “I’m sorry the fire’s out, sir.” “Never mind,” said Murray, “I ■shall bare to go out again after dinner, J. expect. ’ ’ “Oh! that reminds me, sir. An old gentleman come to see you. He wanted you to call upon his wife. But be said you wasn’t to trouble tojught if so be you was tired.” "“Who was it, Mrs. Hawker?” '“He was unknown to me, sir; but he was a respectable looking gentleman, quite clean, and a nice face to him—a bit of gray whiskers, too.” “Did he leave his name?” “Yes; I laid it on your consultin’*®om table. He penciled it on the back of a envelope I had in my pocket. I’ll bring it in with your •chop.” The doctor looked at it. In informed, but fairly legible letters, he saw the words: Please call at your convenance. John Temple, V 14 Plevna Street, (.top). It was not a cheerful night. But | within —what was there within? .And every day must bring its duties. Besides that, “at your convenance” was so delightfully agreeable after ■the usual messages that reached him. He went into the hall again, pulled ■on his coat, took liis umbrella, put on his hat badly as doctors usually do, and banged the front door behind Jum. tßy-and-by the doctor came to a narrow street which seemed to be ■ less well lit, noisier, dirtier than •those through which he had already '.passed. He had several patients in tiiis road, but he did not know exactly where 14 was. He went right up to the nearest door and peered; that was 11. He crossed over, presuming the numbers were odds and evens. He found 14. His knock brought a fat, untidy -woman to the door, and several largeeyed children into the hall. As the children and herself were at the time in the enjoyment of what they coneidered health, Mrs. Bickle did not feel it incumbent to be extra polite. Mrs. Bickle held the candle, and «he and the children watched the gentleman’s ascent of the narrow, winding stair. The house being only two-storied, he had not far to go. Mr. Temple, who had apparently just started to meet him, stood waiting till he reached the top. “Sir,” he said, “ I take this kind ■of you.” Dr. Murray conld not at first discern his face, but the tone of the voice struck him pleasantly. It seemed to accord with the “ At your convenance.” , “In here, please, sir.” The man led the way into the Dr. Murray had seen many such ■moms —rather, he had seen many anodh worse rooms. Tftis was small ; it gave evidence ot poverty; it was bncely furnished. But it was a bright room. Exactly why it gave the imjKMMion of brightness it was difficult

to say; perhaps because Mr. Temple was in it. That was the conclusion the doctor came to aftenvards. There was a small fire in the grate. A lamp was on the round table. There was a chair-only one chair —which was put by the bedside. In the bed lay a woman. Mr. Temple introduced her briefly, “My wife.” The woman turned her eyes in the direction of the doctor. That was her recognition of his presence. ' “I thought I’d like you to step round and have a look at her,” said Mr. Temple. “I’ve feared she isn’t quite so well to-day. There ain’t much the matter, is there, Lucy? But I fancied it’d be a comfort to me if you’d see her.” When Mr. Temple said there wasn’t much the matter, it has to be borne in mind that he had been wont to see her for five-aod-twenty years like this.

“She had a stroke, and she has been paralyzed ever since,” said Mr. Temple simply. He did not speak in a particularly sad voice, or as if he pitied her or himself. The doctor looked at Mrs. Temple. It would have been difficult to say what her ago might have been, she was such a wreck of a woman. She was, as a matter of fact ten years younger than her husband, and he was going on for seventy. She was perfectly helpless. She could not move any part of her body without a’d; she had even lost the use of her hands. Her face was drawn to one sine by the paralyzed muscles, and thus distorted was bereft of any beauty it might have possessed. Speech was difficult to her, and the few words she uttered were scarcely articulate. There was no light or color in her face; only her eyes showed that she was a living woman. They looked straight out, blue and shining, vivid against the parchment skin, the scant white hair. “I fancy,” said Mr. Temple, “she’s had a bit of a chill. Do what I will this room’s draughty, and she naturally feels the cold. She never complains, but I know she feels the cold. Don’t you Lucy ? ” She muttered something. “Yes,” said Mr. Temple, “she does. You may be sure if she owns to it there’s reason. The only thing we ever quarrel about is that she won’t ever say what ails her, unless I worry it out. She's an obstinate woman, is Lucy.” The idea of applying such u word to the poor creature would have seemed ludicrous to the doctor if it hadn’t been for Temple’s tone and the look in the eyes of his wife as sho turned them in the direction of the old man. They were always turned in his direction when ho was in the room. That was one of the things the doctor found out before very long. “Who attends to her?” he inquired, when he had asked Temple a few questions and written a prescription. “Why, I do, sir,” said Temple. “I wouldn’t let any one else touch her.”

“Do you mean you do everything?” “Why, yes, sir. Who should if not me? She is my wife. I used to be a bit clumsy at first, but I’ve had time to learn. I manage pretty fair now, don’t I, Lucy?” Again the grateful, devoted eyes shone upon him. The doctor had seen how a woman could look when she loves. There were times when the remembrance of shining, longlashed, upturned eyes thrilled him almost to pain, but—would Norah ever look at him like that ? He cleared his throat before he spoke again. “But you go to work. What then? Is she alone?” “Why, she is, sir, so to speak. I wouldn’t leave her if I could help it. But I always commend her to the Lord before I go out, and He ain’t never failed us yet.” The doctor had a man’s hatred of cant. But he had sufficient insight by now into the character of those with whom he dealt to know that these 'words were as simple and sincere as those which had preceded them. “I get up early of a morning, you see, sir,” said Temple, “and make our breakfasts and attend to her. Then before I start for work—l’m in an engineer’s employ—l just boards her up in bed so as she can’t fall out. I’m back at dinner hour, and we have it together. Then, when I leave work,my evenin’ soon passes. There’s usually a bit of cooking to be done, and washing up, and the room to be seen to. A invalid must have things clean about her*; it isn’t agreeable to just lie and look at everything dirty. I like Lucy to keep bright—but there! she always is; and if occasionally she gets down I soon cheer her up, don’t I,Lucy? Me and Sunny together. Sunny—that’s our bullfinch. He’s usleep now, covered up, you see, and I won’t disturb him. But by day lie’s that lively! He chirps and talks away to Lucy; he’s company for her, Sunny is, bless his little heart!”

He told the story of his great unselfish life without any idea that it was either the one or the other. Indeed, he would have been surprised if the doctor had followed his inclination to wring his hand and tell him he was proud to make his acquaintance. And the doctor did not know the extent of his self-sacrifice. He could nor, even if he had known, realize at once what it meant to the tired workingman to rise early in the cold winter mornings that everything might be ready for the day before he started off; the room was tidied, the fire was lit, the breakfast was made, and Lucy fed, before he touched a morsel Other men have their wives to attend to them, roughly perhaps, but to some extent kindly. Temple, however, received no help. He even did some of the washing that money might be saved from the laundress. He gave Lucy little luxuries. When she had beef-tea he ate the tasteless meat from which all nourishment ihad been extracted, and he enjoyed it the more the more tasteless it was, for then he knew it was likely the beef-tea was good. If she protested it was useless; she had given tip protesting long ago. He did it, and she took it as a matter of cpurse. But she was not ungrateful. His reward? Ah, lie had his reward. He loved her better than he had ever done in the days of he* youth and health and beautv. And

what does true love ask but the op. portunity to serve? And she? What j she felt for him it would take a betI ter pen than mine to describe; rather 1 I defy any pen to describe it. I believe even the angels who looked into ! that garret conld not understand it, j for angels do not suffer nor need the ! tender ministry of man. They do | not know what it is to be a burden where one would be a burden-bearer, and yet to find not gloom nor reproaches, but chivalrous devotion. Only He who gave the heart of women its needs and its powers could have understood how this one regarded her husband He, and here and there another made wise by suffering. When Dr. Murray had gone, the old man got ready for the night. He was obliged to retire early whenever possible. He brought warm water to the bedside and washed the hands and face of his wife, and tied on her white night-cap. In the morning he would perform her toilet again, and do her hair for her. And he took pride in doing it, as he said, tl as stylish as a hairdresser.” Then he arranged on a chair, so as to be within reach, a candle in a tin candlestick, a glass of water and a biscuit. After that he fetched a large prayerbook and the Bible, and read the Psalms and the second lesson for the evening, and afterwards prayed. He thanked God for the many mercies vouchsafed to them that day, for food and power to work, and for a home. He remembered those without these blessings, and begged that they might receive them. He commended himself and his wife to God’s keeping throughout the night. Then his day was over. In the night Mrs. Temple was thirsty. She did not disturb her husband; but he awoke, lit the candle, and held the glass of water to her lips. Dr. Murray kept his promise to call. He got into the habit of looking in on the old Jcouple pretty frequently. He wrote and told Norah about them, and one day she sent Mrs. Temple some flowers, and the simple act gave such happiness that it was repeated, and during the winter the garret was never without a chrysanthemum or two.

spring brought hope to the doctor. He knew .that Mrs. Hawker’s reign was drawing to an end, and that the “by-and-by” would soon be here. It had been a hard winter. Strikes had brought addhd poverty to many a home, and the infant sickness and mortality had been terrible. And then there had been the influenza! But he had battled on, working all day and sometime.! half the night, and kept himself brave with the thought of Norah. And now it was April. And on the Ist of June! He called on the Temples before U® went away. They had known that his marriage was approaching, but not exactly the date of it. “I am going off for a month,” he said to John. Then reddening, “When I come back I hope to bring another friend to see you.” “Sir!” The old man looked at him. Then grasping his meaning held out his rough yet gentle hapd. “God bless you, sir! You couldn’t tell me anything that would make me more rejoiced. The dear young lady! We seem to know her now, already; but we shall really se® her and love her, I am sure.” “Oh, yes,” said Murray, “you’ll love her, Mr. Temple. Everybody does.”

“Lucy, did you hear? The doctor is going to fetch the dear lady.” The woman unclosed her eye*. She looked at the doctor, and the drawn face seemed flooded with sweetness. Her lips moved. “She says, ‘God bless you,’ sir. Lucy says, ‘God bless you.’ And when she says it she means it. Ah, we know what a blessed thing married life can be; don’t we Lucy? It’s a solemn fact,, sir, to take a woman to be your wife. It’s a solemn fact. But when the blessing of God rests upon a union, marriage is a sacrament that brings yon added grace. It is, sir. Your faith grows, and your love grows, and your nature deepens. You learn many things. I’m old and I’ve lived, but the part of my life that has helped me to the best knowledge is—just that. I took Lucy. I said I’d ‘love her, comfort her, honor and keep her in sickness and in health.’ I’ve tried, and we’ve been happy. Sir, love does it all. You’ll want to comfort her, you'll have to honor her, and if sickness comes you’ll love her all the more.” From the bed there came a strange sc-und. It was something between a laugh and a sob. And the doctor turning, looked away again. Her husband’s words had moved the wife to tears, but her face was radiant with joy in her upturned eyes. Temple laid his hand on hers—hers, which could give no answering pressure. “Sir,” he said, “I can’t wish you better happiness than I’ve had. I wish you as much. And I take it I’m about the happiest man in London.”— [Cornhill Magazine.

A Long Ride.

The arrival is chronicled at Guaymas, Mexico, of Colonel Joseph Johnston, an American, and Captain Hamilton, of the British army, accompanied by a German scientist, who have undertaken to ride from the United States to the extremity of Patagonia on horseback. They started from Nogales, Arizona, some weeks ago. and haro been traversing the Yaqui country, where they met several bands of the warlike Yaquis, but being well armed, they were not molested. They will travel in Cullacan, Mazatlan, Tepic Guadalajara to the City of Mexico, and thence through the States of Guerrero, Aaxaca and Chiapas to Central America. It is a scientific expedition and will cost about $150,000 and requires foui years to make the trip. Colonel Johnston has been a great traveler iu Japan, China, Australia and British India. Captain Hamilton has passed fifteen years in exploration in Africa, where he encountered many terrible perils. He was also present with the British force that destroyed the body of Zulus who killed the prince imperial.—[New Orleans Picayune. Miguard was a doctor who abandoned his pill boxes sos the palette and brushes.

CARRIAGE COSTUME

FANCIES OF FASHION.

GREAT VARIETY IN THE STYLES FOR THIS SEASON. No Relaxation In the Search for Novelties In Dress—The High Appreciation Which Oddities Receive—House Dresses Daintily Adorned—Colors in Great Variety. Dame Fashion's Doings. New York correspondence:

others which are suited to the approaching cold weather, but unusualness is as valued in the latter as in the former, and the danger of overdoing the oddity of any one feature or the whole of a costume is as slight as it was before. As an example of the high appreciation which oddities receive, the house dress pictured in the initial is eloquent, for it was oonsidered by its designer as nothing short of a work of high art. Of its novelty there can be no doubt; of its beauty there may be different opinions, but that is the point; the stranger is welcome because he is a stranger, and without much regard for his appearance. A simple gray woollen suiting is used for this dress, and its gored skirt is three and a half yards wide, and is lined with alpaca. The back is laid in pleats facing each other. Lining and stuff are cut in equal length and width for the bodice. It has a tiny basque and a full plastron which hangs down below the waist line, coming inside the buttoned extra fronts, which are sowed into the side seam, and is finished with a narrow black lace ruffle. A deep oollar comes aoross the shoulders, with the ends tucked into the loose pa’ t in front A plain standing collar and narrow sleeves complete the costume. House dresses of the neglige order have ever been daintily adorned, and when one can be constructed which

A BRAND NEW NEGLIGE.

combines delicate stuffs and now sorts of garniture, the result is especially pleasing-. The costume next shown does this and is well worth copying. As sketched it is made from white cashmere and mousseline chiffon. The back breadths are gathered in the waist and flare considerably in the skirt portion. At the top they are gathered to a round yoke. The front breadths hook beneath the draped part, which is left loose to show the E leafed panel of moussoline. A draped ertha of white cashmere comes over the shoulders and is fastened with jeweled ribbon, from which three strings of paste pearls extend to the shoulder, where they fasten with a rhinestone buckle. Jewel embroidery also borders the drapery. The sleeves are of pleated chiffon, and a white cashmere ruchingishows at the neck. If reproduction of this dress is attempted, and a great many stuffs are well suited to it, the jeweled ornamentation might be omitted. In the original this trimming looked well, but there is so much danaer in the use of such things of cheapening the effect of the whole by a profusion of meek gems, that the amateur needs beware.

Collars and neck fixings are in great variety, because they are so generally used. Stocks threaten to be all the rage and so will the poor short-necked folk who have to go into them. The easiest way to accomplish a stock at home is to make a high standing folded collar with stiff foundations which fastens in the back. To its edges at the back at e attached soft scarf pieces. After the stiff collar is adjusted, the scarf pieces cross each other, come to the front and there tife, the stock part appearing aboke the bow. Thens stocks are every bit as becoming and correot as the expensive ones from the stores, and they can be made of leftover gauze, crepe, chiffon, taffeta, satin, moire, eta So it is best to save the leavings of the summer wardrobe. Haying had a good season’s wear out

of a chiffon dress, you are really so much ahead if out of the whole gown you can get the necessary two yards to make a stock. The very swellest collar will be black moire, a modification of the direatoire bow that captured everyone last season, and the old bow can be utilized for the scarf pieces of the new stock. For a black stock, moire may be used in the stock part, and black gauze, chiffon or crepe may form the scarf, but so far there is no encouragement for the woman who would like to make her stock of one color and the tie of another. For those who do not like the stock there is the pretty folded collar, which seems likely to be popular forever. This style.of collar now fastens at the back, where a spreading bow is added, so wide in “wing and wing “fashion that from the front the tips of the loops show prettily, with a good deal the same effect that is produced by side loops. For dressier indoor wear than either of the costumes already described is that of the third illustration. Composed of white linen muslin figured with delicately tinted flowers, it is trimmed with plain and embroidered tulle. The Bklrt has a slight train and is edged with a narrow tulle ruffle around the bottom. Figured muslin is used for the bodioe, and it has separate fronts let into the side seams, which are caught just above the bust. There is a short basque of embroidered tulle and a long fichu and sleeve frills of the same. The front of the bodice

VERY possible means which can be utilized to give distinct character to a costume is welcomed by the designers of fall dresses. While cool weather has necessarily shelved many of the sorts of ornamentation which prevailed during the summer, there is no relaxation in the eager search for novelties. The gauzy notions of August are replaced by

is of the tulle, the back of the figured goods. A pretty di ess accessory can Oe made of black satin in the shape of an elaborated fichu with a regular pointed fichu back that fits down under the scarf pieces. The latter cross in surplice lashion over the bust, pass about the waist and tie at the side in a great bow with drooping scarf eods. The special elaboration oonsists in epaulettes of satin set on the fichu, to hang over the sleeves of the gown with which the Marie Stuart surplice is worn. At first tight it is difficult to tell just what it is, whether a bolero jacket, an epaulette or a sleeve. It has a collar and seems to be a jacket with front) and back just like a simple bolero, then it becomes infected with the eccentricities suggested by sleeve elaboration. Instead of going under the arm for the sides of a simpleminded bolero, it goes right over them and develops a lot of folds and fancies on the way, letting the sleeve of the gown show above at the shoulder and underneath. It is pretty and falls in well with the present fancy for oddities about the shoulders. No daintier shoulder trimming could be devised than that seen in the neglige of the next sketch. Here the stuff is pink and white striped linen batiste, and the garment has long basques and a yoke imitated by the lace bertha, which runs down the front in a cascade. The fullness is taken in the waist in back, and the sleeves are finished by lace frills. Either pink or white China silk may be used as lining, and a bow of the same shade of ribbon ties the standing collar in

front. The jacket hooks invisibly in front, Copyright. 1394. A recent English invention is thel pulsimeter, a watch made especially for the use of phyt-icians in timing their patients’ pulses. It is constructed on the principle of the stop-watch, and indicates the pulse rate on a dial in beats per minute. The Duke of Parma, father of the Princess of Bulgaria, is the prince who can boast of the most children among the princes of Europe. He has fifteen, viz., ten daughters and five sons, all of whom Bre living. Beetles are both deaf and blind.

WINDMILL SLEEVES.

IN FIGURED WHITE MUSLIN.

DAINTY SHOULDER FIXINGS

ORGANS STILL GRIND.

SOCRATiC ARGUMENT DEALT OUT BY M’KINLEYITES. Professor of Connndmms Hard at WorkLesson In President Cleveland's Letter —Tariff Combine Broken—A Too Previoas Croak—Why the Uecords Are SUent. Modern “Socratic Arynments." A Chicago organ of McKinleyi*m quotes from a Duquoiu organ of the same ism a ' Socratic argument” in favor of the McKinley agricultural schedule. The ‘ argument” consists in asking why since the enactment of that schedule the yearly imports from Canada have been less by so many dollars’ worth of agricultural products, so many dollars’ worth of horses, so many dol ars' worth of barley, so many dollars’ worth of eggs, etc., etc.; why these imports from Canada have been so much less if the agricultural schedule has not benefited our farmers. The argument consists further in asking why, if free trade be a good thing for our farmers, sheep pasture lands have depreciated $28,000,000 under the mere threat of free wool This argument may be answered in various wavs. It may be answered, Yankee fashion, by asking why the McKinley law quadrupled the number of noses on the man in the moon, and why the new law has decimated the population of the planet Mars, and why, under a high tariff, a tub of water will weigh no more after a live fish has been placed in it than it did .before. Assuming that certain things are true does not make them true. The statements of the Duquoic. Socrates are not substantiated. The Socratic argument may also be answered by saying that even if we have imported less produces of the farm from Canada under the McKinley law than we did befo:e, that does nut prove that the American farmer has sold any more of such products, or obtained any higher prices for them. If he has not he has not been benefited bv shutting out Canadian products. The Duquoin professor of conundrums entirely omits the essential part of the argument As to the implied assertion In regard to sheep pasture lands, the Duquoin Socrates doesn’t know whether it is true or not, because it is simply impossible for him or any one else to know whether it is true. —Chicago Herald.

A Stu?sr Catechism. Q. What is the sugar tax? .A. It is a duty of -10 per oent. upon the value of all sugar imported and one-eighth of a cent a pound additional upon refine! sugars. V. Who pays the taxes? A. All taxes are paid ultimately by the people —the consumers. When the McKinley law removed and reduced the duties on 6ugar the price by almost precisely the amount of the taxes abated. Q. How are sugar taxes collected? A. The taxes on the raw sugar imported are paid by the refineries, organized as a sugar trust The trust then adds this tax and the duty on refined sugar to the selling prioe,~and tie grocers collect it from the people. Q. What does this tax amount to? A. In 1893 the sugar trust imported 3,731,219,367 pounds of raw material, costing $114,959,870. The people paid the trust a sugar tax of $19.554,t;09. The Treasury got nothing. Under the new tariff the tax on the same importation will amount to $46,000,000 on raw sugar, which goes to the Treasury, and the trust, which has an absolute monopoly of the market, will collect $20,000,000 more for it 3 own benefit. Q. Is a tax needed to “protect” our refiners? A. It is not. Sugar refining is done more cheaply here than in any other country. In his testimony before the Ways and Means Committee in 1881, Mr. Havemeyer. President of the sugar trust, said: “I do not see why. under free trade in sugar, we could not supply a very large proportion of the world’s consumption,'’’ Q. What have been the sugar trust’s profits under the favoriag tariffs? A. In 1888 the trust paid $5,000,000 cash in dividends, equaliipg 27.5 per oent. on its certificates. In 1889 it paid the same amount and distributed 8 per cent, in stock certificates. In 1891 the profits were between $8,000,000 and $9,000,0 »0 on refining account alone. In 1893 the profits were ‘‘nearly 165 per cent, on necessary investment-” Q. And this is the concern t&at has just been licensed by Gorman* Brice, Smith & Co. to tax the people of the United States $20,009,000 and snore a year for its exclusive benefit? A. It is. Q. What do the people propose to do about it? A. They propose to smash the trust. —New \ork World. About Germanism. The Baltimore News (Dem.) says: "The chief lesson we are to leaps from the President’s letter is the supreme importance, the absolute necessity for the nomination of men for Congress by the Democratic party whose, previous and present record is assurap.ee of fidelity to honest tariff reform. The test of that fidelity must be a public repudiation of Gormanism, net only because Gormanism means the betrayal of the party and the people, but because it means Republicanism in its worst form." “The issue is plainly made up between Democracy as represented by such leaders as Cleveland and Wilson, and the false and spurious Democracy of such men as Gorman and Brice,” says the Baltimore Sun (Dem.). “There is no middle ground of compj.omise which any timid time-serving soul can hope to occupy, and yet claim to be a Democrat. ” The Chicago Herald (Dem.) counsels the administration Democrats in .Maryland to deal mercilessly with Gorman candidates at the next State election. “Their success,” it. says, "would mean the re-election of Gibson to the Sjenate in 1896 and of Gorman two years later. These men have shown themselves utterly unworthy to represent the Maryland Democracy. Their defeat should be secured at whatever cost. They are not Democrats, and if ’Democrats cannot be elected to swceed them, it would be better to mave straight Republicans in their p’.ices.”

The Income Tax In Main?. It is observed that Thomas B. Reed has thus far nad nothing to say «4bout the income tax in ail his speeches down in Maine. This recalls the fact that during the discussion of this feature of the tariff bill one of the United States Senators from Maine was reported as being of the opinion that this of tax was popular in that State, aad if the measure weie to be submitted ,to the voters of Maine as a separate and distinct issue, it would command a majority of the votes. We do not Jinow whether Mr. Reed would indorse, that proposition, but we do notice he isn’t saying much on the subject one way or the other.—Boston Herald. 1 l A Fair Rale for Wagts. A number of the protected manufacturers Who combine politics and business for their own profit are threatening to reduce wages, giving the new

tariff law as the reaeoii. It is pep. fectly well known that tariffs have i very little effect on wages. There is | more variation in wages in the same industries in different States of our L'nion by reason of these facts than there is between the average of wages here and in England. Wages did not fall here after the tariff reductions of 1846 and 1857. There is a fair rule in this matter which, workingmen would probably accept. Let all manufacturers who voluntarily incr.-ased wages after the passage of the McKin'ey bill be entitled to reduce them now. This rule would put an end to wjge reductions very quickly. Setter than Was Promised. While the Democrats have failed, at j least temporarily, to fully redeem all of their pledges to the people, they have in some other ways done better by the people than was actually promised in their piattorm. They nave in part substituted' honest direct taxation for dishonest and delusive indirect taxation. While the income tax may not be 4 and probably is not, the best possible direct tax, it is a long way ahead of the accursed system which has for thirty years been robbing the masses for the benefit of the classes in the name of revenue taxation. The income tax will be paid entirely by the classes. It will not rob anybody for the benefit of anybody else. Every cent collected will be collected by and for the government. The objections to it spring mainly from the dishonesty of the rich who will shirk and evade it as they do all other taxes. It is already so popular that the Republicans, if they should regain power, would not dare to repeal it. In only one of the twelve or fifteen States in which the Republicans have held conventions this year have they dared to say a word in their platforms against the tax. It is expected that the present income tax will raise nearly one-tenth of our revenue. If so, it is probable that we will in future never raise less than one-tenth of our revenues by direct taxation. It is not improbable that all of our taxes will be direct before the beginning of the next century. The people are studying economic questions as never before and many have already discovered that indirect taxes are what make millionaires and paupers.

He Can “Beat All Creation.*' An American manufacturer in straits has rushed madly off to Washington to get his duties doubled; the German has put a dozen more skilled chemists and Chemnitz graduates.on his pay-roll, dispatched polyglot drummers to all parts of the world to get orders, and thus been able to snap his fingers at our tariff. That is the kind of thing that the American manufacturer will not have to do. He will have to conduct his business without the expense of a branch office in the Ways and Means Committee rodm. Instead of mortgaging his mill to defeat a tariff-re-form Congressman, he will mortgage it, if necessary, to buy the newest machinery and latest patented devices and to employ superintendents who know their business. With free raw material he will not need to ask favors of anybody, or dread competition ol any sort except the competition of superior skilL If the Yankee cannot hold his own in that paiticular, then all his boasting is in vain. Thare is no doubt that he can, or that Mr. Gladstone is right in predicting the transference to this country of the industrial supremacy of the world, when once American inventiveness and practical skill and business talent are given a fair field and no favors.—New York PostWhy the Records Are Silent. “There is no record,” says the Cleveland Leader, “that any representatives of the sugar trust ever interfered with the tariff legislation of the Republican party. No Senator from a State not interested in sugar refining evei threatened tq prevent the Republican Congress which framed the McKinley law from passing any tar.lT bill unless the interests of a big monopoly were well taken care of.” There was no need of such a threat, for the representatives of the Republican party were of one mind on the subject. Thej were all in favor of giving the trust that enormous bonus, out of which il has taken at least $40,000,000 in profil since the McKinley tariff was enacted. In the present Congress a small minority of the Democrats was at work for the trust against a very large majority that was opposed to it In 1890 the trust controlled the entire Republican party in Congress; there was not even a small Republican minority to protest against the legislation that enriched the combination. Under such conditions it was not a difficult matter tc conceal “the record” of the secret bargains.—New York Times.

■Free Wool. What, ho! Free wool was to destroy the American sheep, and yet the price of wool is already stiffening and the woolen mills are "getting ready for g largely increased business.—Louisvilft Cour ie r- .Journal. Wool has no right to behave as it is behaving. Free trade in any commodity ought to ruin every factory in the land. Instead of making manufacturers lively, it ought, according to the reputed rules of the game, to put out the fires of industry, spread idleness, destruction, hunger, small-pox and hay fever broadcast. But instead of that free wool goes right along doing just what its enemies said it would not do. and all the pretty theories are knocked out in the first round. What is the matter, anyhow?—Baltimore Sun. “It (progressive tariff reform) means cheaper clothing, cheaper tools, cheaper pottery, and many other necessaries for the people. It means freer and larger commerce with those nations that buy our farm products, and consequent larger and better markets for our farmers. It means a transfer o some of the burdens of Government from what goes out for the daily purchase of the necessaries of life to that which comes in over and above the amount needed for such purchase,”— William L. Wilson's speech at Martinsburg, W. Va., Aug. 29. The More Wool the Legs Shoddy. One of the conspicuous benefits of the new tariff bill is going to be to make-all-wool clothing cheaper. Some varieties of clothing are cheap enough already, but it has generally been made so by introducing shoddy and other substitutes for wool into its manufacture. Under the free-wool tariff we ought to be able to get all-wool cloths almost as cheap as we now get an inferior article. Lucky Appraisers. Under the tariff law the duty upon the bottles containing champaign is assessable according to the weight of the glass in them, and appraisers have the right to empty sample bottles in order to ascertain the exact amount of duty to which they are liable. Who wouldn't be an appraiser. “The overwhelming mass of the Democrats in the country are subject to no just criticism. They have kept the faith. They have been true tc their principles. "—William L. Wilson's speech at Martinsburg, West Va., Aug