Greenfield Evening Republican, Greenfield, Hancock County, 7 May 1895 — Page 2

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Ix some counties of this State it is rej'jrted that the Democratic trustees where they have a majority will meet on the first Monday in June and go through She motion of electing a County Superintendent. They will do this notwithstanding the ."act that the last Legislature passed a law to the effect that the trustees should meet the first Monday in September and elect a county superintendent. It is hardly necessary to state that only democratic trustees will take part in a movement of that kind and not all of them. To do so it will be necessary to follow the example of the Indianapolis Sentinel when it did not Approve of a decision made by the State Supreme Court and said "damn their cowardly souls'." The trustees in this case will simply say "damn the law.1' It will simply be a case of bluff as tie ---Republican trustees who go in in August will elect the men who will superintend the schools next year. We should think when men were fairly and squarely ieaten at the polls they would not want to hold office. The Democrats may begin •& case and take the matter to the Supreme •Court to test the constitutionality of the recent law. Some men do not want to quit when they are voted out of office but grasp at straws to continue their hold at ti-H-3 ublic crib.

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iry local applications, as they cannot reach the diseased portion of the ear. There is only olc way to cure deafness, jaiid that is by constitutional remedies. .Deafness is caused by an inllamed condition of the mucous lining of the Eustachian Tube. When this tube gets inflamed you have a rumbling sound or imperfect hearing, and when it is entirely closed deafness is the result, and unless the inflamation can be takeu out and this lube restored to its normal condition, bearing will be destroyed forever nine cases out of ten are caused by catarrh, •which is nothing but an inflamed condition of the mucous surfaces.

We will give One Hundred Dollars for any case of deafness (caused by catarrh) that cannot be cured by Hall's Catarrh Cure. Send for circulars, free.

F. J. CHENEY & Co., Toledo, O. Sold by Druggists, 75c.

Xtedaced Kates to Meridian, Miss. Via the Pennsylvania Lines.

May 12th to 14th excursion tickets to Meridian, Miss., on account of the General Assembly, Cumberland Presbyterian church, will be sold at reduced round trip rates from stations on the Pennsylvania lines. Return coupons valid «ratil June 3rd, inclusive. wl9d

High School Alumni Meeting.

All members of Greenfield High school «,lumni, are requested to be present at M. E. church Wednesday evening, May 8th, to make preparations to receive the class 9 5

Marriage licenses.

J. F. Wiggins and Maud E. Hawk'. C. Miller and Anna Eikman. Ira Gronjafp and Jennie Anderson.

A Surrey forSale.

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Turc Nicholson law will \ropably go "into effect about June loth. It will af:fect brewers very materially as they will not be allowed to take out license and ]n&ve another man run the saloon. The su.au who takes out the license must run the saloon. He can not delegate his power or responsibility to another. It •will result in hundreds of saloons being closed and in matdng those that do continue in business track the law more closely. Drug store men who persist in running a saloon will get a touch of the t-eld law.

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EXPERIENCE OF FOUR Af GIRLS IN GENOA.

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A CITY BY THE SEA.

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Kate Jordan Pleaded With the IJeanty of the Ancient City, but She Suffers From Col (1 and "Ways That Are Dark and Tricks

That Are Vain."

Special Correspondence.

GEX'OA, -'•Ilad Christopher Columbus not occn born In Gt-noa, a seaport, and his attention thereby attracted to tlio sea's possibilities, there might bo no America as yet and no American girls. It was therefore with a throb of gratitude to the inspired explorer that we, four American girls, trooped to the ship's deck when we heard that Genoa, the superb, lay before us —a city on hills, a city reminiscent of dead and gone glory, a memory, a type of decayed grandeur, palaee walls and broken fort ij'ieat ims and ruined fountains suggesting in every inch the days when Genoa's merchant princes controlled the seas and could survey their fleets from housetop gardens.

We were in this glow of feeling when we entered Genoa. Alas that there must always he another side to the shield!

If you go (?Italy in the winter—a most foolish proceeding, by the way—be prepared for cold of the most intense kind, but if you go to Genoa in particular bo I prepared to havo your very marrow eaten into by a damp, penetrating, freezing blast, which gives you a foreknowledge of the grave. Xo enthusiasm, no illusions

could stand the earthy, rheumatic dealing chill of Genoa after two ebivs' rain. The

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city is built for summer. There is marblo everywhere, until you feel entombed. The streets are no wider than alleys, amazingly picturesquo, like everything continental, but overshadowed by the high palace walls, so that every faintest gleam of sunlight is kept away. Priests inartistic shoved hats, gamins in rags of radiant color, gendarmes with the sort, of hat in which Napoleon is always seen, nuns in white and scarlet, soldiers in blue with cocks' plumes waving from helmets—all moved ill shadow.

Perhaps "you've dream you dwelt in marble halls" and never expeeted to realize that dream. Well, you will if you go to Genoa. You must. Palaces of every description are there, and only palaces. Some are kept in beautiful order, with famous picture galleries attached—galleries that once were private collections and hold sonic of the gems of the world somo are only second best many are hotels now scores are great tenements housing vast numbers of happy go lucky Italians who cook on the' easement ledges and hang their week's washing out of the front windows.

The hotel to which we went was once a palace, and a beautiful one. Democracy in my soul went down at one fell swoop as I climbed those stalely, shallow stepped stairways and entered a vaulted chamber unlike anything I bad ever before seen. In such a room a Borgia could have poisoned an enemy in a most regal way without losing self respect. The great, shadowy bed in a curtained niche, reached by a series of steps, was a counterpart of the one I in which Othello is popularly supposed to have smothered his inoffensive wife. I realized then that to be killed in a canopied bed with a mediajval pillow had compensations of its own. The fenime dechambre, a very pretty Frenchwoman, left us alone as we surveyed the place with smiling eyes until we made a disquieting discovery in a beautiful, antique mirror supported on posts—our faces were of a grayish blue tine, our noses a distressing pink, and our brows were of marble, like the halls. The beautiful room was not heated, and it was raining, with the mercury at degrees. We summoned the femnie de chambre and ordered afire in our best French, and all at once. But let me not dwell on that fire —it was a misfit. Low down on the ground in a space 5 by 10 it sputtered its inoffensivo little life away and left us shivering. Then we sat down and communed as to the sort of people who had built these beautiful palaccs after the pattern of cold storehouses. No wonder the old portraits on the walls showed icy glances and statuesque faces of a chilling type—they had never known the comfort of a big fire and 5 o'clock tea on a dark winter day.

We "left the ineffectual flickering, and donning extra cloaks went out to seo the town. The colors of the houses are gray of every conceivablo shade, and in charming harmony the shutters of the windows arc Jade green. Green is a favorite color with the Genoese, and to right and left, up straggling courts and 6tairwayed streets lined by unusual looking shops, wo caught glimpses of green umbrellas mado transparent. by rain, of green shawls and awnings, and the green flag of Italy thrashed by the wind on many a housetop.

Pedestrians and vehicles use the middle of the street in common, as the narrow pavements scarcely permit two abreast. This custom naturally makes evory driver a possiblo culprit for homicide, and their warning, lusty shouts All the air with clamor. Anything more echoing than tlio yell of an Italian coachman I have yet to hear.

Tho rain was pattering, the wind was sighing, and wo wore thinking of home as we went Into tho courtyard of tho Brignolo palace. Stairways of patched marble led to the great showrooms where Genoese ladies and cavaliers once flirted—who knows? They did not discuss woman's rights. Of that we were sure, for in those days they were content with so few they were scarcely worth speaking of. Through the great, cold windows wo had glimpses of the roof gardens on battlemented wings where Blaneas and Beatrices of tho fifteenth century took their tiny constitutionals in high heeled boots. They never walked on the streets, and common men never gazed upon their faces. Tho murmur from tho towD

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scarcely reached the green bowers near the clouds where they sat and embroidered or strummed the guitar. They wero content with very little, those Genoese ladies whoso "counterfeit presentments" looked down at us from the shadows of big hats on canvases worth their weight in gold.

After a few hours in this still beautiful, now empty palace, I longed to gaze upon the present owner. Of course he lv'el high office in Genoa, lived in a comfortable house more suitable to modern taste and Parried himself with a majesty befitting ono who has a lino of shadowy, aristocratic incestors in the near perspective. Alas for the pathos of real life! The palace, like so many others, belongs to the government, and the last, scion of a great family makes his living by teaching Italian in a London I school.

The rest of the day and two others wero I spent in cathedrals, graveyards, nosing among old shops, eating spaghetti and gorgonzola, cheese, until we fairly wept, at the thought of the juicy beefsteaks we had so carelessly eaten under tho shadow of the star spangled banner, in climbing innumerable palace stairs and surveying sadly

innumerable broken fountains and superb gardens gone to weed and waste. The Camposanto is considered ono of the rarest cemeteries in the world. It is a strange mixture of beauty, dignity and absurdity. There are somo monuments of startling loveliness and strength marred by memorial offerings of artificial flowers and wreaths of black beads that a red Indian would joyfully wear as a girdle. Somo of the scenes commemorated in marble are singularly lacking in taste). It was surprising anel scorn provoking to see the statue of a corpse, the widow represented in lifting a corner of the sheet for a last glimpse to sen) all the harrowing details of a eleathbeel scene in marble. As if int imate, human grief eoulel retain any pathos when blocked in stone! But for this incongruity, Camposanto and its vaultcel chapel, where strange, minor echoes ever float, must always remain a memory of melancholy beauty.

One bit of advice to the! traveler far from home: Place not your faith in the business tactics nor the enticing smiles of the merchants and hotel keepers in a seaport town. Go into it a skeptic, anel count your change always. Our time ef reckoning came1. Wo fonnel we had been charged elouble tho usual price for everything—for a box at the theater where, strangely eneiugh, an Italian version of "Charlesy's Aunt" had been given at tho shops where) we inelulgeel in some of the filagree trifles for which Genoa is noted at the hotel where we paiel $3 per ela-y for that lean, consumptive fire anel where every candle seemeel a small bonfire of dollars at the) station where a meist polite guard registevre:il our trunks at twice their weight aiu. pretend-

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he had made a mistake of $1.50 in hange."For tricks that are vain" tho seaport is peculiar. Hard work provielcs tho merchants with tho necessities of life, anel the gullible traveler provides tho luxuries. Wo thought e)f this as wo saw the blonel slerk at our hotel bowing himself to tho 3oormat when we drove away in a. maze of trunks. He was thanking us humbly feir tho money left with him, ami which wo did not spend. Beautiful Genoa, whoso streets anel elelieately tinteel house fronts suggested tho seating of an opera, whoso uieeliajval palaces and iron grateel windows recalled thrilling stories where tho fan of a be-auty and tho dagger of aelespiscel lover had pi.".yeel equal parts—it can never bo feirgotten. It is like that beautiful land ltyron wrote of wiser.) "only man is vile."

KATE JOin.)AX.

A FAMOUS SOUTHERN SIGHT.

New Orleans' Oeiaint French Market Losing Its Glory. [Special Correspondence.

NEW OKLEAXS, April "29.—Two features of this odel old city iirst attract visitors— the cemeteries anel the French markest. While tho former with their massive tombs built above ground becemie iueiro extiineleel anel beautiful year by year, the glory of the lattesr is a thing of ihe past. Time, was when all the city urneel out in tho e'arly morning to visit the rambling shells, covering a space one block in width and two or three blocks long, wherein are so lei the table supplies of a fertile southernlanel.

The strings of garlic, the little bundles of vegetables, the potatoes, the bread and cake anel meat, are still for sale, anel tho iiHH'ssant chatter of foreign tongues anel the stall keepers crouching over charcoal fires lenel an interesting air to the phice, but its prestige is gone).

A polite French purveyor whose tiny stall was the perfection of neatness saiel to mo: "We elo not sell as wo used to. There are either markets in tho city, anel the American grocery stores—they sell all our things. I have been hero in this ono stall now seven years. In the beginning all the usenl to come elown in the meiruing with the market baskets to buy of us, but now they send the servant or perhaps order by telepheine of tho grocery man. Our trade is small, anel there is so much competition that our profits are tho very least." "But you have mado money?" "A little," with a shrug of shoulders and an outturning of hands. "The wife anel little ones havo their meals, anel I have a home—that is all."

Considerable of the picturesquo remains in tho varied costumes and faces seen in tho market, but little to what once was found there. The buildings havo been used for so many ye)ars that they show their age badly and have great need of a more thorough sanitary renovation than is given by means of tho scrub brooms and dust brushes of the stall owners.

The poorer dwellers of the French quarter make it their visiting and gossiping place for the llrst half of the day. They sit on tho low boxes and stools, mothers with parti coloroel shawls over the)ir heads, children dark haired, black eyed and vivacious, chatting with the utmost freedom, and stolid indeed is the visitor who will not pauso to look on the picture.

Tho occupants feel deeply tho effoct of American immigration, which is building the city away from the old boundaries and making of tho French quarter, with its 24 foot streets, its veranda fronted stores, Its concourse of convents, cathedrals and cemeteries, a place of resort, a spot to bo sought by tho curious. They realize that tho tendency of the new south is away from them and tlmy object to being cemsielered mere purvoyors of curiosities and objects to attract the se)ekers after novelty.

Scarcely a northerner has visited New Orleans in tho past two decades who has not spent a little timo in tho French market. Tho memories of its neivol features are among the most striking of tho city's impressions. Such as havo seen It will bo gliid that they wero within its. odd corrldorod precincts before its decadence and those who havo not will want to do so before it becomes a thing of the past. It may not reach that point for many years, but tho appreciation of roal estate and tho encroachment of railway shops and business houses on that section of tho city tend lnthat direction. At any rato, it is a feature worth seeiiig and worth remembering.

C. M. HAKGKR.

Tho pleasures of sin arc short lived. In the expressive symbolism of the Biblo they are like water in a broken cistern which speedily runs out, or like tho blaze of thorns which crackle and fiamo up for a little and then dio down into a heap of ashes, and tho exporienco of all I who havo indulged in them will corroborato these statements. Tlieiro is in them at best only a temporary thrill which vibrates for a moment and neoels to bo reproduced again and again. They are not joys forever. The pleasure of iniquity in any form is confined to the moment of indulgence in it. "You havo to manufacture it anew on every occa- I sion, and you can only recall the enjoyment by repeating tho sin, and with repetition tho sania discovery of the fleeting naturo of the joy is made. It is not a fountain sending ever forth its sparkling waters, but it is a leaky pitchor, which is empty before wo can drink out even that which it first con- I tained." Lest you may think I am straining my very utmost to mako out a case because it is my business as a preacher to talk morality, and so rcpresen tin tho matter unfairly, I would have you listen to other testimonies whoso bitter personal experiences may adel weight to my opinions. Listen to Robert liurns, whoso testimony I give in lines which aro not more exejuisitely beautiful than they aro strictly true:

Pleasures are like) poppies spread— You seize the llower, its bloi.ni is shed Or like tho snowfall in the river— A moment white, then melts forever Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point the place Or like the rainbow's lovely form Vanishing amidst, the storm. Burns had indulged in tho pleasures of sin. Ho had taken from them all they had to give, and yet this is his te stimony regarding the in. iJufc why need I call up tho shade of at gifted poet here? I mako my appeal to yourselves. Have you got that amount of pleasure out of sin which you expected from it when you bi\gan to yield fn it?

Over every sinful pleasure you may write tho Lord's own words, "Whosoever drinkcth of this water shall thirst again." Ask that brilliant courtier, Lord Chesterfield, and he will toll you: "I haveenjoye'd ::1! tho pleas'.nf of this world, anel I do not ivgrcr their loss. I havo been behind the scenes, I havo seen all the coarse pulleys and dirtyropes which movo tho gaudy machines, and I have seen and smelled tho tallenv canelles which illuminato tho whole decorations, to the astonishment of an ignorant audienco." Ask tho dazzling wit, faint with a glut of glory, yet disgusted with tho creatures who adored him, Voltaire, and ho condenses tho essence of his existence into one word, "ennui." Ask Byron, and we will bo answered with an imprecation by that splendid genius who Drank every cup of joy, heard every trump Of fame el rank early,

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PLEASURES OP SIX.

/THEY ARE LIKE WATER IN A BROKEN CISTERN.

Madison C. Peters Says Fast is a Negative Quantity—"Sowing Wilel Oats" Is the Devil's Maxim—Vain Kegrets of 111

Spent Lives.

Fast lifo, taken at its best, what is it worth? Its value is what matheinaticians would call a negative quantity it has the minus sign before it. In the equation of life it does not add to, but rather subtracts from, the sum total of your happiness and leaves you less truly yourself than you wero bcfqro you enjoyed it.

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Sewing Wild Oats.

In all tho range of accepted American maxims tln.ro is none that, tako it all in all, is moro thorough^ abominablo than tho common ono that "a young man must sow liis wild oats. Look at it on which sielo you will, and I defy you to mate anything but a devil's maxim out of it. Tho only thing to do with wild oats is to put them carefully into the hottest part of the fire and get them burned to dust, every ono of them. If you sow them, no matter in what ground, up they will como with long, tough roots, luxuriant stalks and leaves, and as sure as there is a sun in heaven a crop will follow which turns one's heart cold to think of. The botanical definition of wild oats is: "A species of oat remarkable for tho length of time the grain will lie in the soil and retain its vegetative powers. Where it abounds naturally it is an inveterato weed." There is a popular dolusion that after a little whilo those who have sown wild oats will settlo down to steady habits, and that they aro more likely to make better men for having sown wild oats. The prevalence of these notions has ruined thousands. It is a monstrous impeachment of God's wisdom. "Whatsoever a man soweth that also shall he reap.''

The Myitnr of Sin.

There is a deep and awful mystery in the downward progress of a soul, when he who was once master of sin becomes the slave of sin. Alas, there are scores of men who would give all they have to begin life over again. Tlierowas a time when they nevet intended to he vicious, but step by step they lowered themselves shame, truth and self respect died. Tho lower elements of thoir nature first were freely indulged, then became importunate, then exacting, then domineering, then uncontrollable. I have seen young men in the envenomed chains of disease, compared to what are hot pinchers? There is no inquisition so bad as that which the docteirs havo to look pon. In tho words of Shakespeare they might say, "But that I am forbidden to toll the secrets of this prison house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word would harrow up your soul." Vou know young men who have suffergd worse pangs than ever savage produced at the stake.

MADISON C. PETERS.

All through Indi inn,-in cities r.n I country, there is a tremendous demit'd for P.tine's celery compound, the i\ nivdy above a:! others.that makes people-: well, 'llie !ec papers in the state have reoeutiy pubii-hed many letters from well-knovvn citzeiis recomending the remedy to others.

Mr. Henry Hagetneyer of Evansville writes to the peiiut: Paiue's celery compound was recommended to me by a friend. I used it to purity my b.ooel and to regain my appetite1, and found the result satisfactory. I have used other remedies, but I finel

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Had Nervous Prostration-Paine's Celery Compound Made* Her Well.

Mrs. Homer Ferguson suffered from I nervous prostration for two years or more. She "tried numerous medicines, until she was very near death's door."

Her mother advised he to use Paiue:s I celery compound. She used four or five bottles and is well. "She bought all of the compound from Dr. Wells of this town," writes her husband.froix their home, 41S East 17th st., Bedford, IncL, "and he can tell all about her case. "We both of us," says Mr. Ferguson "recommend Puine,s celery compound to all.

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IINE OTOGRAPHS

Hailstorm In Nebraska.

OMAHA, May 7.—A terrific hailstorm did much damage in Omaha yesterday. Hailstones filled the streets. Much property was destroyed, mostly glass and young trees. The damage will amount to thousands of dollars. Little glass remains in windows fronting the street.

Cyclone In Illinois.

UTICA, Ills., May 7.—A cyclone which struck Utica Saturday and cut off communication until today, badly damaged the Utica terra cotta works and unroofed many dwellings. Tho storm swept tluough tho edge of the town, and for that reason 110 lives were lost.

Japan Yields to lluisiii'it Request. YOKOHAMA, May 7.—The Japanese

government lias unconditionally relinquished aU claim to the Liao-Tung poninsula in accordance* with the request made by Russia, France and Germany.

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Paino's celery compounel has no ecpial as a blood purifier and appetizer, and I cheerfully recommended it to all who may be in need of such a remedy."

Over two hundred members of the national military home at Marion, Ind., are using the remedy.

A health official is authority for the statement that in Indiana alone more thau eleveu thousand people have been cuted of rheumatism by Paint's celery compound within the past year,

The wife of Mr. (J. S. Cleveland, vicepresident of the Edgertoii manufacturing company at Plymouth, states an experience much like that of Mrs. Fergusou, and of thousands more woman throughout the country. She says: "After doctoring with several physici.'.ns for indigestion and nervousness I thought 1 evoull try P.uue's'colery compound, and 1 have found that it gave me more relief than anything that I have ever taken. I have taken three bottles and know that it is through its use that I regained my health."

Testimonials and statistics might be quoted without number to show how immeasurably superior to all other remedies today is Paiue's celery compound.

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SELF JUDGED AUTHORS.

"Whtttiur regarded Ills war lyrics as the best of all his writings. Hume thought more of his "Essays'* than lies dlel of his "History of England."

Gibbon declared that when tho "Declino and Fnll of tho Roman Empire" was completed, "I felt my fame to bo secure." llalley, tho author of "Fostus," said that his book was his llfo, anel contained the whole oxperienco of the human race.

Montgomery rested his fame on his "Pelican Island," a work now forgotten, anel thought little of tho hymns by which he is best remembered.

Adam Smith, tho author of tho Wealth of Nations," regareleil his book with the genuine lovo of an author. Ho was often seen reading It with apparent satisfaction.

Locke fauciod that he was a groat writer on the subjeict of education and sooms to have valued his oducatlonal writings moro highly than he did tho "Essay on the Human Undorstaudlns."

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