Democratic Sentinel, Volume 20, Number 20, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 22 May 1896 — Page 6

TALMAGE’S SERMON.

WASHINGTON PREACHER SHOWS EVILS OF BAD COMPANY. Association with the Wicked Breeds Corruption, and He Who Consorts with the Unclean Will Be Polluted, Bar* the Great Divine. Sin Is Infectious. Young and old, but more especially the yonug men and women of our time, have S vital interest in the theme upon which Bev. Dr. Talmage discoursed last Sunday. He chose for his subject, “Bad .Company,” the text selected being Proverbs i.. 15, “Walk not thou in the way with them.” Hardly any young man goes to a place •f dissipation alone. Each one is accompanied. No man goes to ruin alone. He always takes some one else with him. “May it please the court,” said a convicted criminal when asked if he had anything to say before sentence of death was passed upon him—“may it please the court, bad company has been my ruin. I received the blessing of good parents, and, In return, promised to avoid all evil associations. Had I kept my promise I should iia ve been saved this shame and been free f'-om the load of guilt that hangs around . • like a vulture, threatening to drag 1 to justice for crimes yet unrevealed, who once moved in the first circles of . ciety and have bean the guest of distinguished public men, am lost, and all through bad company.” This is but one of the thousand proofs that evil associations blast and destroy. It is (he invariable rulp. There is a well oau in the wards of a hospital, where .there are a hundred people sick with chip fever, and he will not be so apt to take the disease as a good man would bo Wpt to be smitten with moral distemper jlf shut up with iniquitous companions. In olden times prisoners were herded together in the same cell, but each one learned the vices of all the culprits, so that llnstead of being reformed by incarceration the day of liberation turned them ®ut upon society beasts, not men. I Beware of the Vicious, i We may, in our places of business, be compelled to talk to and mingle with bad men, but he who deliberately chooses to associate himself with vicious people is , Wugaged in carrying on a courtship with a Delilah whose shears will clip off all the locks of his strength, and he will be tripped into perdition. Sin is catching, t infectious, is epidemic. 1 will let you ok over the millions of people now inlia biting the earth, and I challenge’you to •how rue a good man who, after one year, lias made choice and consorted with the wicked. A thousand dollars reward for one such instance. I care not how strong your character may be. Go with the corrupt, and you will become corrupt; clan with burglars, aud you will become a burglar; go uuioug the unclean, and you will become-unclean. Young man, in the name of God, I warn you to beware how you let a bad man talk familiarly with you. If such a one slap you on the shoulder familiarly, turn round and give him • withering look until the wretch crouches In your presence. I give warning to young men and say, "Beware of evil companions.”

I warn you to shun the skeptic—the young man who puts his fingers in his vest and laughs at your old fashioned religion aud turns over to some mystery of the Bible and says, “Explain that, my pious friend; explain thnt.” And who •ays: “Nobody will scare me. I am not •fraid of the future. I used to believe In «uch things, and so did my father and xnmher, but I have got over it.” Yes, he has got over it, and if you sit in his company a little longer you will get over ft, too. Without presenting one argument against the Christian religion such men will, by their jeers aDd scoffs and caricatures, destroy your respect for that religion, which was the strength of your father in his declining years and the pillow of your old mother when she lay •-dying. Alas! a time will come when this blustering young infidel will have to die, and then his diamond ring will flash no splen9*r in the eyes of Death, as he stands ever the couch, waiting for his soul. Those beautiful locks will be uncombed •pon the pillow, and the dying man will «ay. “I cannot die—l cannot die." Idleness Begets Sin. Again I urge you to shun the companjnahip of idlers. There are men hanging round every store and office and shop who hare nothing to do, or act as if they had not. They are apt to come in when <be firm are away and wish to engage you ta conversation while you are engaged in pour regular employment. Politely suggest to such persons that you have no time to give them during business hours. Nothing would please them so well as to have you renounce your occupation and associate with them. Much of the time they lounge around the doors of engine houses, or after the dining hour stand upon the ■teps of a fashionable hotel or an elegant restaurant, wishing to give you the idea that that is the place where they dine. But they do not dine there. They are •inking down lower and lower day by day. Neither by day nor by night have anything to do with-fillers.

•Before you admit into your acquaintance ask him politely, “What do you do for a living 7“;, If he says, “Nothing; I am a gentleman,” look out for him. He may have a very soft hand an<l very faultless apparel and have a high sounding family name, but his touch is death. Before you know it, you will in his presi -ce be ashamed of your work dress, i. jsiness will become to you drudgery, •• 1 aftef awhile you will lose your place] .id afterward your respectability, and, ~ist of all, your soul. Idleness is next door to villainy. Thieves, gamblers, burglars, shoplifters and assassins are made from the class who have nothing to do. When the police go to hunt up and arrest a culprit, they seldom go to look in at the busy carriage factory or behind the counter where diligent clerks are emSloyed, but they go among the groups of llers. The play is going on at the theater, when suddenly there is a scuffle in tiie top gallery. What Is it? A policeman has come in, and, leaning 6Ver, has tapped on the shoulder of a young man, saying, “I want you, sir.” He has not worked during the day, but somehow has raked together a shilling or two to get into the top gallery. He is an idler. The mm on big right hand is an idler, and the man on his left hand is an idler. Daring the past few years there has been a great deal of dullness in business. Young men hare complained that they have little to do. If they have nothing else to do, they can read and improve their minds and hearts. These times are not always to continue. Business is waking up, and the superior knowledge that In this interregnum of work you may obtain will be iv.orth $50,000 of capital. The large fortunes of the next twenty years are having their foundation? laid now by the young men who are giving, themselves to self-improvement. I went into a store In New York and saw five men, all Christians, jutting ronpd, saying that they had nothing to do. It Is an outrage for a Christian man to bave nothing to do. 3>t him go out and visit the poor, or djsmmt and be making his eternal fortune, last him go into the back office and pray.

Shrink back from idleness in yourself and in others if you woold maintain a right position. The Harvest of Eternity. A young man came to a man of 90 years of age and said to hitn, “How have you made out to live so long and be so well?” The old man took the youngster to an orchard, and, pointing to some large trees full of apples, said, "I planted these trees when 1 was a boy. and do you wonder that now I am permitted to gather the fruit of them?” We gather in old age what we plant in onr youth. Sow to the wind, and we reap the whirlwind. Plant in early life the right kind of a Christian character, and you will eat luscious fruit in old age and gather these harvest apples in eternity. 1 urge you to avoid the perpetual pleasure seeker. I believe in recreation and amusement. God would not have us vyith the capacity to iaugh if he had not intended us sometimes to indulge it. God hath hung in sky and set in wave and printed on grass many a roundelay, but he who chooses pleasure seeking for hia life work does not understand for what God made him. Our amusements are intended to help us in some earnest miskiojj, The thundercloud hath an edge exquisitely purpled, but with voice that jars the earth it declares, “I go to water the green fields.” The wild flowers under the fence are gay, but they say, “We stand here to make room for the wheattield and to refresh the husbandmen in their nooning.” The stream sparkles and foams and frolics arfd says: “I go to baptize the moss. I lave the spots on the trout. I slake the thirst of the bird. I turn the wheel of the mill. I rock in my crystal cradle muckshaw and water lily.” And so, while the world plays, it works. Look out for the nian who always plays and never works. You will do well to avoid those whose regular business it is to play ball, skate or go a-boating. All these sports are grand their places. 1 never derived so mucti advantage from any ministerial association as from a ministerial club that went out to play ball every Saturday afternoon in the outskirts of Philadelphia. These recreations are grand to give us muscle and spirits for our regular toil. I believe in muscular Christianity. A man is often not so near God with a weak stomach as when he has a strong digestion. But shun those who make it their life occupation to sport. There are young men whose industry and usefulness have fallen overboard from the yacht. There are men whose business fell through the ice of the skating pond and has never since been heard of. There is a beauty in the gliding of a boat, in the song of the skates, in the soaring of a well-struck ball, and I never see one fly but I involuntarily throw up my hands to catch it, and, so far from laying an injunction upon ball playing or Any other innocent sport, I claim them all as belonging of right to those of us who toil in the grand industries of church and state. But the life business of pleasure seeking always makes in the end a criminal or a sot. George Brummel was smiled upon by all England, and his life was given to pleasure. He danced with the peeresses and swung a round of mirth and weulth and applause, until, exhausted of purse and worn out of body and bankrupt of reputation and ruined of soul, he begged a biscuit from a grocer and declared that he thought a dog’s life was better than a man’s.

Such men will come into your office, or crowd around your anvil, or seek to decoy you off. They will want you to break out in the midst of your busy day to take a ride with them. They will tell you of some people you must see, of some excursion that you must take, of some Sabbath day that you ought to dishonor. They will tell you of exquisite wines that you must taste, of costly operas that yon must hear, of* wonderful dancers thiit you must see, but before you accept their convoy or their companionship remember that while at the end of a useful life you may be able to look back to kindnesses done, to honorable work accomplished, to poverty helped, to a good name earned, to Christian influence exerted, to a Savior’s cause advanced, these pleasure seekers on their deathbeds have nothing better to review than a torn playbill, a ticket for the races, an empty tankard and the cast out rinds of a carousal, and as in the delirium of their awful death they clutch the goblet and press it to their lips the dregs of the cqp falling upon their tongue will begin to hiss and uncoil with the adders of an eternal poison. Again, avoid as you would avoid the death of your body, mind and soul any one who has in him the gambling spirit. Men who want to gamble will find places just suited to their capacity, not only in the underground oyster cellar, or at the table back of the curtain, covered with greasy cards, or in the steamboat smoking cabin, where the bloated wretch with rings in his ears deals out his pack and winks at the unsuspecting traveler—providing free drinks all around —but in gilded parlors and amid gorgeous surroundings.

Avoid Unhealthy Stimulants. This sin works ruin first by unhealthful stimulants. Excitement is pleasurable. Under every sky and in every age men have sought it. The Chinaman gets it by smoking his opium, the Persian by chewing hasheesh, the trapper in a buffalo hunt, the sailor in a squall, the inebriate in the bottle and the avaricious at tlie gaming table. We must at times have excitement. A thousand voices in our nature demand it. it is right. It is healthful. It is inspiring. It is a desire God given. But anything that first gratifies this appetite and hurls it back in a terrific reaction is deplorable and wicked. Look out for the agitition that, like a rough musician, in bringing out the tune plays so hard he breaks down the instrument. God never made man strong enough to endure the wear and tear of gambling excitement. No wonder if, after having failed in the game, men have begun to sweep off imaginary gold from the side of the table. The man was sharp

enough when he started at the game, but a maniac at the close. At every gaming table sits on one side* ecstasy, enthusiasm, romance —the frenzy of joy; on the other side, fierceness, rage, tumult. The professional gamester schools himself into apparent quietness. The keepers of gambling rooms are generally fat, rollicking and obese, but thorough and professional gamblers, in nine cases out of ten, are pale, thin, wheezy, tremulous and exhausted. A young man having suddenly inherited a large property sits at the hazard tables and takes up in a dice box the estate won by a father’s lifetime sweat and shakes it and tosses it away. Intemperance soon stigmatizes its victim—kicking him out, a slavering fool, into the ditch, or sending him, with the drunkard’s hiccough, staggering up the street where his family lives. But gambling does not in that way expose its victims. The gambler may be eaten up by the gambler’s passion, yet you only discover it by the greed in his eyes, the hardness of his features, the nervons restlessness, the threadbare coat and his embarrassed business. Yet he is on the road to hell, and no preacher’s voice, or startling warning, or wife’s entreaty, can make him stay for a moment his headlong career. The infernal spell is oh hifii; a giant is aroused within, and though you may bind him with cables they -Would part like thread, and though you fasten him seven times round with chains they would snap like rugted wire, and though you piled up in his path heaven high Bibles, tracts and sermons and on the top

should set the cross of the Son of Gtxl. over them all the gambler would leap like a roe over the rocks on his wsy to perdition. The Gambler Gain* Perdition. A man used to reaping scores or hundreds of dollars from the gaming table will not be content with slow work. Ha will say, "What is the use of my trying to make these SSO in my Btore when I can get five times that in half an hour down at Billy’a?” You never knew a confirmed gambler who was industrious. The men given to this vice spend their time, not actively engaged in the game, in idleness or intoxication or sleep or in corrupting new victims. This sin has dulled the carlieutor's saw and cut the band of the factory wheel, sunk the cargo, broken the teeth of the farmer’s harrow and sent a strange lightning to shatter the battery of the philosopher. The very first idea in gaming is at war with all the industries of society. Any trade or occupation that is of use is ennobling. The street sweeper advances the interests of society by the cleanliness effected. The eat pays for the fragments it eats by cleaning the house of vermin. The fly that takes the sweetness from the dregs of the cup compensates by purifying tne air and keeping back the pestilence. But the gambler gives uot anything for that which he takes. I recall that sentence. He does make a return, but it is disgrace to the man he fleeces, despair to his heart, ruin to his business, anguish to his wife, shame to his children and eternal wasting away to his soul. He pays in tears and blood and agony and darkness and woe. Wlmt dull work is plowing to the farmer when in the village saloon in one night he makes and loses the value of a summer harvest! Who will want to sell tape and measure nankeen and cut garments and weigh sugars when in a night’s game he makes aud loses and makes again and loses again the profits of a season? If men fail in lawful business, God pities and society commiserates, but where, in the Bible or society, Is there any consolation for the gambler? Furthermore, this sin is the source of uncounted dishonesty. The game itself is often a cheat. How many tricks and deceptions in the dealing of the cardsl The opponent’s hand is ofttimes found out by fraud. Cards are marked so that they may be designated from the back. Expert gamesters have their accomplices, and one wink may decide a game. The dice have been found loaded with platina, so that doublets come up every time. These dice are introduced by the gamblers unobserved by the honest men who come into the play, and this account* for the fact that 99 out of 100 who gamble, however wealthy when they begin, at the end are found to be poor, miserable, haggard wretches that would not now be allowed to sit on the doorstep of the house that they once owned. Promisea'of God. In a gaming house in San Francisco a young man, having just come from the mines, deposited a large sum upon the ace and won $22,000. But the tide turns. Intense anxiety comes upon the countenances of all. Slowly the cards went forth. Every eye is fixed. Not a sound is heard, until the ace is revealed favorable to the bank. There are shouts of “Foul, foul!” but the keepers of the table produce their pistols, and the uproar is si-, lenced and the bank has won $95,000. Do you call this a game of chance? There is no chance about it But these dishonesties in the carrying on of the game are nothing when compared with the frauds that are committed in order to get money to go on with the nefarious work. Gambling, with its needy hand, has snatched away the widow’s mite and the portion of the orphans, has sold the daughter’s virtue to get the means to continue the game, has written the counterfeit’s signature, emptied the banker’s money vault and wielded the assassin's dagger. There is no depth of meanness to which it will not stoop. There is no cruelty at which it is appalled. There is no warning of God that it will not dare. Merciless, unappeasable, fiercer and wilder it blinds, it hardens, it rends, it blasts, it crushes, it damns. Have nothing to do with gamblers, whether they gamble on large scale or small scale. Cast out these men from your company. Do not be intimate with them. Always be polite. There is no demand that you ever sacrifice politeness. A young man accosted a Christian Quaker with, “Old chap, how did you moke all your money?” The Quaker replied, “By dealing in an article that you mayest deal in if thou wilt —civility.” Always be courteous, but at the same time firm. Say “No” as if you meant it. Have it understood in store and shop and street that you will not stand in the companionship of the skeptic, the idler, the pleasure seeker, the gambler.

Rather than enter the companionship of such accept the invitation to a better feast. The promises of God are the fruits. The harps of heaven are the music. Clusters from the vineyard of God have been pressed into the tankards. The sons and daughters of the Lord Almighty are the guests, while standing at the banquet to fill the cups and divide the clusters and command the harps and welcome the guests is a daughter of God, on whose brow are the blossoms of paradise and in whose cheek is the flush of celestial summer. Her name is religion. Her ways are ways of pleasantness And her paths are peace.

It Was Nothing Extraordinary.

One of the stock of ancient legends relating to the Rock of Gibraltar relates how a young Scotch subaltern was on guard duty with a brother officer, when the latter In visiting the sentries fell over a precipice and was killed. When the survivor was relieved from duty, he made the usual form, “Nothing extraordinary.” And this brought the brigade major down upon him in a rage. “What, when your brother officer on duty with you has fallen down a precipice 400 feet high and been killed, you report nothing extraordinary?” “Weel, sir,” replied the Scot, calmly, “I dipa think there's' onyti.iug extraordinary In it. If he had fallen down four hunder’ feet and not been killed—weel, I should hae ca’d that extrornery.”

Fortunes in Tennessee Oil.

Nearly $8,000,000 of capital has been invested in the Tennessee oil fields witkjn the last six months, and eight counties In the up-Cumberland country are awake with Industry. The great value of the oil fields was kept secret for some time by speculators, who bought up all the land obtainable. The latest news from the center of the Tennessee oil fields Is to the effect that the most sanguine expectations are being realized, and that this territory is proving to be the richest section of the State. The Standard Oil Company entered the field some time ago, and there are now forty-one companies, operating 404 oil wells. These companies have arranged for tankage and are now discussing the question of the transportation of the oil by pipe lines. Judge Albion W. Tourgee ha* undertaken a crusade against books with ■uncut leaves, which he pronounces “i senseless and snobbish fad."

FEEL A WIND’S FURY.

DESTRUCTIVE CYCLONES SWEEP MANY STATES. Storms Accompanied by Lightning Create Heavy Damage —Residences, Trees and Crops Mixed Up in Confusion—A Farmer Rides the Tempest Long Drought la Broken.

TORNADO and cyclone held high carnival Tuesday afternoon, and many localities felt the [gvelfc' wind’s destructive g*r9[ fury. At Lincoln Neb., a terrific storm of wind, “ceding only the rotary motion to make it a genuine MHbL cyclone, prevailed between 4 and 5 o'clock in the after-

noon. The force of the wind was terrific, registering for fire minutes a velocity of eighty miles an hour. Houses and barns were wrecked or damaged all over Itie city. Many persons were hurt, but no lives were lost. The heaviest property loss in the city was sustained by the Merchants’ Hotel, the roof being blown off, windows shattered and the whole building flooded by the rain that followed. The roof of the Burr-Muir Block was blown off and part of one wall demolished. Heuvy boards from the roof w r ere carried across 9th street through the henvy plate-glass windows of the State Journal Building. At the hospital for the insane the electric light plant was razed and is a total wreck. Houses all over the city suffered the loss of roofs and other damage. These were broken, off or uprooted and fences leveled, making many streets for two or three blocks almost impassable. Following the wind the rain fell in torrents. A terrific hai] and wind storm swept over Omaha. Rain fell almost Incessantly for forty-eight hours, but the downpour .Tuesday was the heaviest in recent years.

No considerable damage resulted, but cellars were inundated, small buildings toppled over, small streams overflowed, trees broken and sign boards and chimneys blown away. A destructive cyclone struck near Elkhorn, Neb., the Bame afternoon. A fun-nel-sbaped cloud shot downward from the storm center, and a general stampede of citizens for caves and cellars ensued. At the schoolhouse the children fled panicstricken to the furnace-room. The scene at the schoolhouse was one of the wildest confusion. The cyclone struck the ground in a pasture just north of the town. Its course was northwest. The path of the storm was from 2GO to 300 yards wide, and everything in its path was razed'to the ground. Carl Johnson had a tenm attached to a wagon, and behind the wagon led another team. Before he was aware of it the storm was upon him. He endeavored to skirt it by driving onto a meadow tp the westward, but before he could lash his horses out of the way of the rapidly approaching hurricane he waß caught in its vortex, and man, horses and wagon were carried through space, together with fence boards, posts, wire and other debris. Mr. Johnson escaped serious injury. After traversing a distance of about two miles the funnel-shaped cloud arose as suddenly as it had shot down to the earth and at a point five or six miles farther to the northwest dropped again to the earth. Following the tornado was a heavy fall of rain.

Residences Torn to Splinters. At Worthington, Minn., the new residence of W. M. Guise wns completely demolished. The family were at supper when the storm struck. A little boy was struck on the head by flying debris and severely hurt. This was the only instance of injury to people living in the path of the storm, but there were many narrow escapes. The residences of Pc B. Curtis and Stephen Mack were also demolished, and the damage was completed by the heavy fall of rain that succeeded the wind storm. A storm visited Racine, Wis., between 8 and 9 o’clock in the evening which developed into a cloudburst, It lasted fully two hours and vast quantities of rain fell. In many places the water was even with the curbing on the main streets, and in low lands it was three feet deep. Cellars were flooded and altogether it was the greatest downpour known in years. It 'was accompanied by thunder and lightning, and the Engel brewery, on Douglass avenue, was struck and entirely consumed, entailing a loss of $3,000. A cyclone passed five miles north of Sterling, Kan., in the vicinity of Cow Creek, coming from the southwest and demolishing almost everything in its path. The houses of Logan Zerbe, Levi Wagner, Robert Deemez and others were badly wrecked. It is believed no one was killed. Considerable stock was killed. A heavy windstorm passed over Council Bluffs about 5 o’clock. One electric light sower was blown down, and the rainfall was the heaviest in years. Reports from the surrounding country say the storm was very destructive to fruit trees. A small cyclone visited the eastern section of Illinois and Western Indiana Tuesday night. The heaviest rainfall ac ccqnpanied by hail that ever visited the district is reported.

SECOND CITY ON EARTH.

That Is What the Legislature Haa Made New York. The bill which is intended to enlarge the municipality of New York and make it the second largest city in tilt world has received the signature of the Governor and is now law. •• 1 Th* Greater New York bill provides for

the consolidation of New Tori dtj. Kings County, Richmond County (Staten Island), Long Island City, Newtown, Flashing, Jamaica and part of the tpwn at Hempstead. This territory embraces a population of ofver 3,000,090. The bill establishes a commission, to consist of Andrew H. Green and Mayor Strong of New York, Mayor Wurster of Brooklyn, Mayor Gleason of Long Island City, State Engineer Adams, Attorney General Hancock and nine other persons to be selected by the Governor, who shall be residents of the Greater New York territory. This commission is to prepare a charter for the great municipality and submit it to the Legislature before Feb. 1,1897, with such bills as will, upon their proper enactment, make Greater New York an 'established fact. Meanwhile, and until Jan. 1, 1898, the local administration and government of the several cities, towns and villages to be embraced in the enlarged municipality shall remain unchanged. A mayor and other officers for the Greater New York are to be elected in the fall of 1897. It is intended that the official existence of the municipality shall begin Jan. 1, 1868. The present county organizations shall continue within the territory of Greater New York. The bill was introduced early in the present session of the Legislature and passed through the Senate and Assembly as a Republican party measure. When submitted to the Mayors of New York, Brooklyn and Long Island City for their approval. Strong and Wurtger, Republicans, vetoed it, while Gleason, Democrat, approved oij the measure. Last sveek the Legislature again passed the bnl over the vetoes, and now Gov. Morton has affixed his signature.

FLYING MACHINE FLIES.

Professor Langley of Washington Succeeds In Startling the World A flying machine that flies .is the fatest achievement of science. No'less a person than Prof. Samuel P. Langley, secretary of the Smithsonian Institution, Washington, is the inventor of the successful and wonderful machine, for which the world has been watching and waiting all these years. Prof. Alexander Graham Bell was associated with Prof. Langley is the secret test which is now made pub-

lie, and these two eminent men startle the world by the remarkable statements they make. The machine is called an “aerodrome.” It is the result of years of experiment made by Prof. Langley, who always has been a firm believer In the eventual practical use of aerial vehicles. The eminent scientist for a long period has been making his experiments near Oceoquan, Va. Last Wednesday Prof. Bell was present when the climax came, and he realized the tremendous importance of the success of Prof. Langley’s experiment. The aerodome, or flying machine, hasyjo gas to lift It, as in the case of a balloon, but on the contrary, is about I,GOO times heavier, bulk for bulk, than the air on which it,is made to run and which sustains it somewhat in the way in which thin ice supports a swift skater. The power is derived from a steam engine, through the means of propeller*.

A VETERAN BASE-BALL PLAYER

Adrian C. Anaon liaa Probably Pkijed His Last Game. It is probable that one of the landmark* of the national game has stepped down and out. Adrian C. Anson, the old ball player and young actor, has, if the news is true, played his last game of baseball After a quarter of a century on the diamond -e has gone t 6 the bench. The

ADRIAN C. ANSON.

lovers of the game will be sorry to hfear this. The big first baseman, although gruff and sometimes stubborn, was always as straight in his dealings as a “yard of pump water.” No one can pick a flaw in his record. He is the seul of honor, and is a credit to the national game. Although his colossal form will perhaps never agala loom up on the righthand corner of the diamond and the pitchers will no longer fear Anson’s turn at the bat, he is not out of the game entirely. He will be with his Chicago Colts through thick and thin. He will be in the game every day In the capacity of an active manager. Anson is the last of the qjd guard to give up the diamond. Not one of the players that started out as professional ball players when he did is now in the business. Anson saw hundreds of players come and go from the league, but he held on so tenaciously that people came to think that he was to go on forever. Tne reports say that he has decided to retire in favor of a younger and more active man. Here is hoping that the game will be blessea with many more Ansons.

The British fruit steamer which went ashore off Highland light was the Forest Home from Mediterranean ports. ‘ She to floated witkest daisira

AMAZING MENDACITY.

DISPROVED CLAIMS OF REPUB* LICANS. That Party Has Been One of Extravagance, Repudiation, and PanicBreeding Financial Stupidity—Protection Leads to Inevitable Disaster Historical Indiana Wboop-’er-Ups. Indiana Republicans are singularly successful In epitomizing what they ask people to believe is the history of their party. “From Lincoln to Harrison,’’ they say, “under a wise policy of protection and reciprocity, we steadily decreased our bonded debt, resumed specie payments, maintained the public credit, kept unimpaired the gold reserve, increased the wealth of the whole country and added to the comfort and happiness of the people to a degree unparalleled in the history of nations.” “We” Republicans did all this, of course. The industry, skill, enterprise a»d Inventive faculty of the people Irrespective of party do not count. It was the “wise poliey of protection and reciprocity” that did it all. And, strangely enough, the reciprocity, which was not thought of until 1890, and then only as a vote-catching device, is, so far as It goes, the diametrical opposite and contradiction of protection. “We” steadily decreased our bonded debt. But who increased that debt from a mere trifle in 1860 to more than $2,700,000,000? “We” maintained the public credit But who brought it so low that greenbacks.: were worth at one time no more than 37 cents on the dollar and bonds were worth no more than greenbacks? “We” resumed specie specie payments. But who suspended In 1862 and continued the suspension for nearly seventeen years, even repudiating the promise to give bonds for the irredeemable greenbacks? “We” kept unimpaired the gold reserve. But where was that reserve before 1878 and who sent it flying in 1800? TSie Indiana epitome of Republican party history If It had been put forth In 1877, after the party had been in full control for sixteen years, would have been regarded as the work of a bitter enemy, full of broad irony and derision. Indiana Republicans now send it forth in all seriousness, trusting to the short memory of the American public. This historical work is equaled In the wild wlioop for McKinley with which the Indiana platform ends. In this the Ohio Napoleon is described as “one who, at 17, fought with Hayes and Crook and Sheridan at Antietam and In the Shenandoah In the defense of our flag against foes within, and for fourteen years In Congress contended against our country’s foes from without, beating back British free trade and aggression.”

It appears from this that the Indiana Republican Idea of foes from without is that of people who offer to sell us things that we want to buy. In Ike manner the German landlords look upon us as foes from without because we offer to sell beef, pork, wheat and some other things that the people of Germany would be glad to buy from us because we offer to sell at prices they can afford to pay. The British people buy from us more than half of all the products we sell to foreigners and more than they buy from the people of any other one country. According to the Indiana Republican Idea, we are their worst foes from without, and If they were to serve us as McKinley would serve them we would have a great deal of stuff left on our hands for which we now have a good market. How would the Hoosler Republican statesmen like that? Would they not howl louder than ever for a tremendous navy wherewith to batter down the walls and open British ports to American products? There’s not a doubt of it

False Protectionist Claims Exposed. The McKinley orgnns are claiming that the repeal of the duty on wool has caused a large reduction In the number of sheep In the United States. As proof of their assertion they quote from a recent report of the Department of Agriculture, which shows a decline of about four million sheep during the year 1895, as compared with 1894. This is alleged to have been wholly due to the Wilson tariff, and the wool growers are urged to vote for protection and restoration of the duty on wool. While It is true that there has been a falling off in the number of sheep during the past year, it Is not true that the decrease was caused by the Wilson tariff. The business depression which prevailed throughout the country in the last two years of the McKinley law, was chiefly responsible for the low prices of wool and mutton which led to a reduction in the wool-growers’ flocks. The revival of business which followed the adoption of the tariff of 1894 has not yet had time to bring about the better conditions in the wool Industry, which will undoubtedly come with the rapidly increasing demand for wool. If trade and manufacturing are left undisturbed by high tariff agitators, the American sheep-raisers will soon be more prosperous than under MaKinleyism. To show that the number of sheep in any one year does not depend upon wool duties, It is only necessary to give the official figures during certain years when protection was in full force. Thus, in 1884 there were in the United States 50,(526,600 ■heep. In 1887 there were only 44,759,814, and by 1889 the number had fallen to 42,599,079, a reduction from 1884 of over eight million. Will some high taxatlonist explain this great, falling off while there was a heavy duty on wool? Why did American sheep growing decline so rapidly under the alleged stimulation of taxes on foreign wools? If It is free trade which has caused the decrease in sheep during the past year, what caused the greater reduction in years of Republican protection?

To Whom McKinley la Indebted. McKinley has not yet won, the Boston Transcript (Rep.) says. “We are yet to see, as the race narrows down, just how much fighting power exists in the ranks of those who believe that there are other Republicans far better fitted to meet the present emergency than the Ohio politician, whose reputation for statesmanship is altogether inflated and artificial. This must be said of Mr. McKinley, that he has had for

eighteen months pant an active corps of astute and well-drilled workers In all parts of the country—men who ordinarily don’t work for patriotic lovs of the country solely. And a question of considerable Importance for tha country connect* Itself with that fact viz.: How are these men to be paid, by office or legislation?”

Another Republican Gone Wrong. Ex-Mayor Charles A. Schieren, of Brooklyn, one of the largest leather manufacturers in the country, was recently interviewed by a New York Tribune reporter In reference to the attitude of business men on the agitation for a higher tariff. Mr. Schieren’s reply was brief but emphatic. He said: “What business needs now most of all is to have the tariff left severely alone. I am convinced that our industries have nothing to fear from foreign competition. With our highly skilled workmen and improved machinery we can compete with the products of any part of the world.” This is the impartial testimony of a practical business man, who three yean ago was elected the Republican Mayor of the fourth largest city in America, He certainly cannot be accused of being a Democratic partisan, and his sensible views should therefore carry weight with merchants and manufacturers everywhere. As a large exporter of leather he knows what he Is talking about when he says we can now compete with other countries. He also knows that if McKinley is elected President he must, if consistent with his promises of protection to farmers, see that a tariff tax Is Imposed on foreign hides which now come in free. This would be a serious blow to our leather Industry; would practically kill our export trade in leather, and would greatly Injure our manufacturers of boots and shoes. This Is a prospect which has no charms for Mr. Schieren, so, although he is a good Republican, he Joins the Democrats in opposing the agitation for McKinleyite tariff tinkering. Is his counsel not wiser than that of the office-seeking politicians and monopoly organs which are howling for higher taxes? McKinley Poet’s View of the Situation McKinley—All Is over but the shouting, Please get onto where 1 am; There Is scarcely any doubting, Gentlemen, wnat say your Reed.... 1 Morton Cullom Allison “Damn!” Manderson.. Davis Quay McKinley—Jump into my wagon, brothers. Don’t, I beg you, be a clam; After me there are no others, what say you? M0rt0n..... - .!. Cullom Allison “Damn!!” Mandorson.. Davis Quay McKinley—l have got the whole convention; All of you aren’t what I am; Why continue your contention? Gentlemen, what say you? Reed V Morton Cullom A11i50n...;.. "Damnlll" Mandorson.. Davis Quay McKinley—There Is no longer any doubting, And my fight has been no sham. All Is ovi r but the shouting, Gentlemen. what you? • M0rt0n....!!! Cullom Allison “Damnllll” Maaderson.. Davis. ■ Quay —New York Sun.

Frre Wool for Japan. A new danger confronts us. Those terrible Japanese have put wool on their free list! Taxing wool, of which It is Impossible that any nation should ever be able to supply itself with all desirable varieties, is one of the barbarities long ago abandoned by the more civilized nations of Europe. In this country wool was taxed for political reasons. It was thought that the farmer, robbed in every direction by tariff duties on the articles of his consumption, might be placated and silenced by a tax on Imported wool. When the farmers began to study the tariff question, and to measure their tariff advantages against their tariff disadvantages, the wool was literally pulled from their eyes. The acute Japanese have been swift to see the disadvantage of taxing a raw material. It is a most striking commentary on the political and commercial tendencies of the time that at the moment when these remarkable people are striking down the shackles of trade a powerful party in the United States should take up the cudgels to restore them!—Philadelphia Record. Buncoins a Green-Goods Gang. The wire nail trust has been the victim of a heartless bit of jobbery. The jobbers, it appears, have been getting the nails for export at a dollar a keg less than the American citizen who basks in the sunshine of protection has to pay for them, and have accordingly been shipping them to Hamburg, where they have been reshipped to this country without unloading and sold in the home market for $1.90 a keg, or 55 cents less than they would cost a mere American at the factory. The moral is that nails are hot sufficiently protected! If the present tariff can give them such an export and import .trade, a tariff twice as stiff would evidently double It —Philadelphia Record.

Factions Alone Threaten Democracy. The results of the town elections show that the Democrats of Indiana have every reason to buckle on their armor and go in to win this fall. If factional disturbances are pushed aside there is no reason why Indiana should not go on record against a restoration of McKinley taxes and the perpetuation of a Congress which does nothing except for the benefit of the privileged classes.—lndianapolis Sentinel. The Ohio Man's Adj nstabte Conscience If the Major be nominated he may be relied upon to come boldly out of his cyclone cellar and announce in trumpet tones that his financial views are in exact accord with those of the platform. On this leading question of the day his conscience is as elastic and as adaptable as that of a chattel mortgage shark.—Detroit Free Press. Foraker’s LojraUj Rather Leaky. Since Mr. Foraker’s visit to Mr. Platt there is a growing belief out in Ohio that his “loyalty” should be deposited with some reliable cold storage company. It is to be hoped that the knife will not drop out of Foraker’s sleeve while he is ndmiflating McKinley.— New York Journal.