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THE SUNDAY JOURNAL. BY JNO. C. KEY A SON. WASHINGTON OFFICB—SI3 Fovrtomth St. P. 8. Hxath, Correspondent. SUNDAY, JANUARY 24, 1886. TWELVE PAGES. BATES OF SUBSCRIPTION, ranrs invariably in advance —postage prepaid BY THE PUBLISHERS. THE DAILY JOURNAL. On* year, by mail $12.00 One year, by mail, including Sunday 14.00 Six months, by mail 6.00 Six months, by mail, including Sunday 7.00 Three months, by mail 3.00 Three months, by mail, including Sunday 3.50 One month, by mail 1.00 One month, by mail, including Sunday 1.20 Per week, by carrier (in Indianapolis) .25 THE SUNDAY JOURNAL. Per c0py.......... 5 cents One year, by mail $2.00 THE INDIANA STATE JOURNAL. (WEEKLY EDITION.) One year SI.OO Less than one year and over three months, 10c per month. No subscription taken for less than three months. In clubs of five or over, agents will take subscriptions at sl, and retain 10 per cent, for their work. Address JNO. C. NEW A SON, Publishers The Journal, Indianapolis, Ind. •E„ ■" Telephone Calls. Business Office 238 | Editorial Rooms 242 The Sunday Journal has the largest, and lest circulation of any Sunday paper in Indiana. Price five cents. ABUSING THE CHURCH. This is the “revival” season. It is the time of year when the professional evangelist is the busiest at work; when the large union meetings are started, and when, in town and city, a great religious awakening is expected, and worked for with more or less success. "Without stopping to inquire into the philosophy of these special “revival” efforts at a particular season of the year, merely saying that, unquestionably, they are foundod in sound reason and in the attributes of human nature, there are one or two phases which a secular newspaper may properly allude to, •because they affect the general public, a public that fairly recognizes the great value of the church to society and to the state. The first thing that strikes an outsider who has a high regard for the church, is the fact that, as a rule, these “revival” efforts are inaugurated with a series of bitter and almost .unqualified attacks upon the church. The statements made in the pulpits about the churches, which are repeated and possibly exaggerated by scoffing tongues, are of a character to do the greatest possible damage, to sot only weaken public confidence in and regard for the church and church members, but to chill, and repress, and disgust a great many of the most intelligent and thoughtful church members who listen to them. It certainly does not belong to an outsider, and to a secular agency, to enter an appearance for the church, and to defend it from the sharp and bitter thrusts leveled against it by its friends and even its ordained exponents; but iwe feel like doing it, because there seems to be a necessity for it in the interests of society and the state, if not of the church itself. It may readily be conceded that the church is not yet without spot or blemish; th at it is not what it should be, and that at any given time Sts membership is not in the best possible condition for aggressive work. This is but to *ay that its membership is human. But we do not believe that the condition of the Christian church to-day, or of any branch of it, or of any particular society in it, is such as to warrant the slurs and innuendoes and open denunciations indulged in by professional evangelists particularly, and which are taken up and greedily repeated by scoffers and ecornera. Take “Sam” Jone3 as an instance. His first discourses were devoted almost exclusively to a bitter and sarcastic exposure of the foibles or sins of supposititious church members. The newspapers printed the reports of these low-bred, low-toned discourses under such head lines as “See How He Roasts the Christians,” etc., ad nauseam. Not long ago an evangelist stood in the pulpit of one of our leading city churches and devoted an hour to a denunciation of the membership, sharper and more pointed than if he had been talking to a collection of jailbirds. It is altogether too much the rule for preachers and special workers to expend themselves in an entirely abnormal effort to “scold” and dragoon the churches up to a presumed point of devotedness and efficiency. Only the other day it was solemnly stated that the Methodist Church was losing its power over people because all Methodists did not kneel in prayer! As though religious power and a religious life depended upon a bodily posture. As well say the power of a church resides in the cut of a coat, the color of a dress or the shape of a bonnet. As it seems to us, there is nothing gained by this everlasting scolding and denunciation. If the church is not what it should be —and it is not —let the preacher iu the pulpit draw it to a higher life, not dragoon it or beat it with a bludgeon, to the edification of irreligious lookers-on and to the bruising of the spirit of well-meaning but fallible (people. Such words as are often tfound in the mouths of preachers and evangelists would sound very outre coming from the lips of the Divine Teacher. He had a whip of scorpions for proud spirited, arrogant, selfrighteous hypocrites, whose hypocrisy He ould infallibly detect; but the bruised reed he did not break, nor quenched the crooking flax. We do not believe the church is what some of its ordained apostles say it is. Looking over the broad field of the world to-

day, it ia our candid belief that there is a better and deeper spirituality pervading the ohurch than ever before in its history; that it is doing more good work for God and man than ever before; that there are more devoted men and women in its membership than ever before; that there is more intelli gence and more intelligent piety than ever before; that there is a broader appreciation of the principles of Christ than ever before, and that the church has more influence and power upon the world than ever before. Believing this, we have no patience with a scolding preacher, whose impatience and thoughtlessness minimize his own work and cripple the work of his society, and we have nothing but hoarty contempt for such ribald stuff as “Sam” Jones and his kind emit, to create a sensation, and for the delectation of those who roll slanders upon the ohurch as sweet morsels under their tongues. A MAGNETIC STATESMAN. That rising Southern statesman, Senatorelect Daniel, of Virginia, on whom the hopes of Bourbon Virginia is set as the leader who ia to bring her into the supremacy and prosperity enjoyed “befo’ thewah,” is, if an admiring correspondent may be believed, a very attractive person. His eyes, “large, dark and lustrous,” are full of expression. He has a broad, unfurrowed brow,' nostrils “sensitive as those of a race-horse, ” lips thin and curving, but which “never smile,” and a voice of “resonant depth and sweetness.” There is, also, about Mr. Daniel “much of the tender grace of a woman,” and “refinement is stamped on all he says and does.” In addition to all these agreeable features and char acteristics the Virginia Senator possesses a “wonderful personal magnetism.” It is well understood that no statesman who expects to rise to the topmost pinnacle of fame can hope to do so if he is not liberally endowed with magnetism, and the assurance that Mr. Daniel is equipped with an abundant supply of this article, or essence, or whatever it may be called, must necessarily be gratifying to his friends. It should be mentioned, also, that the gentleman from Virginia looks, in the opinion of the correspondent, altogether like a poet. The correspondent met Mr. Daniel in Washington, where, it might be thought he, the Senator, was engaged in consultation with other great minds over the best methods of lifting the State of Virginia out of the muddle of politics and the bog of ignorance and “shiftlessness” into the high land of intelligence and progress. The statesman, however, was not so engaged. Neither was he occupied in enlightening himself as to the ways and customs of the distinguished body of legislators among whom he is soon to shine. He sought no wisdom at the feet of the solons; nor was he found gazing with his lustrous, tender eyes either at historical landmarks or other objects of poetical interest. The correspondent met this statesman, the pride of his Commonwealth, the Moses on whom his people’s hopes are centered, not in the halls of Congress, nor in the White House in the act of advising the President, but encountered him in the office of the Postmaster-general, where he was demanding the removal of two postal clerks. The correspondent omits to mention that the two clerks were instantly dropped from the service, probably because he regarded such assurance as superfluous. Mr. Vilas could not, of course, resist the magnetic Senator, and the unfortunate* clerks have, doubtless, had to “go.” The hearts of Virginia Democrats will throb with pride when they learn of the efforts which their beloved representative is making to live up to the traditions of statesmanship which have come down through the century. No doubt will linger in their minds that Virginia is now in a way to be “redeemed.” HOUSEHOLD ECONOMY. About this time of year the patient reader of the newspapers may, with great confidence, look out for solemn dissertations upon the sinful waste and extravagance common ir. American households, as indicated by the drily bills of fare, the same being as invariably followed by editorial lectures on economy, illustrated by references to the frugal and saving habits of certain foreigners. It is not pertinent to inquire whether the editor is moved to enlarge upon this topic solely through his eagerness to advance the interests of the community, or whether the difficulty of meeting his own family grocery bills in the dead of winter brings almost involuntary protests against the cost of living. It is enough to know that, whatever may be the inspiring cause, this guardian of the public welfare does not neglect bis duty, but adds precept upon precept and line upon line of domestic economy whenever opportunity offers. The trouble is that, as a general thing, his own knowledge of the subject is not commensurate with his zeal, and the precepts and advice not precisely adapted to the requirements of the case. During the present political lull the current of advice is turned on full head, the various tributary sources pouring in their offerings as if moved by a common impulse. A Chicago philanthropist, who has been seeking after truth through investigations into the expenses of artisans and professional men, has learned that a German mechanic, with a wife and four children, “lives well” and saves money out of an income of sl2 a week; a man, on s2l a week, with nine children and a brother-in-law to support, has kept them and paid for a house out of his earnings. On the other hand, the investigator found a workman, with a weekly salary of $35, a wife and four children, who saved nothing; and a professional gentleman having an income of $2,500 per annum, a small family and so vices, who is

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accustomed to come out at the end of each year a trifle in debt. Other cases are similar to those mentioned. Asa result of his researches, this social philosopher, after due reflection, reaches the interesting conclusion that it all depends upon a. man’s wife whether any money is laid up for a rainy day or not. Given a good wife and sl2 every Saturday night, and prosperity, if not wealth and luxury, will follow, according to this theory. The moral of this to the young man who wants to settle down is obvious: First, .make sure of the sl2, then secure the managing wife and dismiss all cares. The Chicago man does not descend to details for the benefit of would-be wives who are not accomplished in the direction named. He merely remarks that to spend so much money as some women do is wasteful and extravagant, and waves the matter aside as a question thoroughly disposed of. An Eastern Profess', omea to the rescue at this point, and aftei assuming, as does the Chicago man, that American housewives are cai’eless and wasteful, as a rule, in supplying ther tables, goes into a compilation of statistics and market prices, which prove conclusively to him that a man can live well at an outlay of eleven cents a day. Bills of fare given in support of his assertion suggest starvation to an unscientific person who has never tried to satisfy a healthy appetite with eleven cents a day; but we have the Professor’s word for it that the food mentioned by him contains all the nourishment that a laboring man requires. This being the case, it follows as a matter of course that a twelve-dollar-a-week man, with even nine children and the sort of wife recommended by the Chicago social scientist, is on the straight road to affluence. Unfortunately for the carrying out of the plan suggested, there are difficulties in the way which have not occurred to the amiable theorists. One is the mistaken assumption that a family which consumes a liberal income necessarily spends it upon the luxuries of the table. Another is that only the citizens of foreign birth practice economy in the kitchen; the third and most insurmountable that, in actual practice, Americans cannot provide nutritious and palatable fare at the cost mentioned by the Eastern scientist. A few years ago Miss Corson, an experienced professional cook, undertook to benefit the working classes by publishing a “fiftaen-cent dinner” book, wherein was contained directions for preparing many so-called nutritious and toothsome viands at small expense. Women who were curious enough to experiment with these recipes found the concoctions to be mostly slops and messes, good enough for those who liked that sort of thing, but not to be recommended on the score of “excellent cheapness.” Even the author of the work was finally forcedjto confess its shortcomings. There is no doubt much wastefulness and extravagance in the American kitchens, but there is far less than is commonly supposed, and the constant exhortations to be saving must become monotonous, if not irritating, to the frugal housewife who knows that she provides even less liberally for her family than the German woman next door, and that the latter, nevertheless, saves money, while she does not. Americans, as a general thing, care little for the pleasures of the table; so long as their hunger is satisfied it matters little upon what they dine; but they do have other wants which must be gratified, else there is little satisfaction in living. Even the most obscure among them may have social ambitions—they wish to move in a certain circle of society, to do which involves a certain outlay if their self-respect is to be maintained. They have intellectual wants; they require books and papers, and the stimulus of lectures, concerts and sermons; they must keep their children presentable, else they are apt to miss desirable companionship. All these things demand an outlay which it is a constant strain to meet. The wants of the lately-arrived foreign neighbors are less complex, their aspirations of a different sort; and, being able to supply the one and satisfy the other to some degree, are naturally more content. Their children and grandchildren, however, will reach another stage of development now occupied by the restless Americans. This difference of conditions and the impossibility of measuring all the desires and requirements of one person or one family by those of the less highly organized individuals among them is the stumbling block against which the guardians of society fall when they point out to the intelligent, ambitious man or woman—the product of the highest civilization—a pathway to prosperity which only the stolid, plodding person with few and simple wants can follow. If the scientists will turn their attention to devising plans foi making a small income provide clothing, education, amusements, agreeable society, none of which are luxuries but all necessities, the housekeepers will agree to provide nutritious food for their families at the lowest possible cost and have none of the vaunted and delusive French soups, which consist mainly of an odor and an unfilled ex pectation, on their bills of fare. MINOR MENTION. Ice-packing has become so important & branch of the city’s industry and trade that it may not be uninterestiug to note its beeinning, in the last generation. Tradition does not say, and no surviving memory is clear on the point, who first cut and packed ice here, but it was done for private use by some of the old citizens as early as 1840, or before. About 1840 John Hodgkins, the first regular restaurant-keeper and confectioner here, packed ice for his “cream” manufacture in a house—mainly excavated a half-dozen or more feet below the surface—on the site of the rear of St John’s Cathedral, and he was followed soon after by others, hut there was no trade in ice—

none was cut and stored with a single eye to sale—till something over forty years ago, when George Pitts, an “Old Seminary Boy,” began it by cutting ioe on the canal. For some years he had the trade pretty much all to himself, but tho confectioners soon got to selling their surplus ice to customers that called for it, and then followed Pitts in taking it to their customers. And thus the ice trade started and grew till it now employs a thousand or more men and hundreds of teams in the cutting season, and a, large number of distributing wagons, teamsters and other “hands” all through the warm months, and aggregates probably 150,000 tons of trade in a year, amounting to a half million cf dollars in value. Miss Phcebe Couzens, in explaining a seeming cessation of activity in the woman suffrage movement, tells a St. Louis reporter that the suffrage “feeling” comes in waves, and does not continue steadily. We receive this information, which may be called official, with gratitude and a sense of great relief. The position of the Journal as a friend of the movement is well understood. The Journal has always advocated the cause of woman in distress, and has frequently spoken in favor of allowing her ‘any privileges, political or otherwise, that she may see fit to demand. It is on this account that the apathy, not to say indifference, in regard to the absorbing question of woman’s rights which has been observed to overshadow the office of late has caused consternation among the attaches. The burning enthusiasm which once animated their souls when the subject was mentioned, has been supplanted by a languid carelessness painful to contemplate. Staff consultations have been hold to devise means for reviving this important matter, but hitherto with no practical result. Phoebe’s explanation, however, lifts the cloud. The Journal is not to blame for the apathy; it is the wave. The suffrage tide is out and the wave is setting at present in the other direction. The Journal places its confidence in Phoebe and the tide, and resumes its wonted tranquillity, secure in the belief that presently a suffrage wave will como booming along and fill it full of “feeling” for the cause. The starving islanders on the west coast of Ireland “are living largely on sea-weed,” says the report of Mr. Bass, the commissioner of the Cable News Association. This is bad enough, but not so bad as it seems. The sea-weed used as food is usually the “carrageen moss,” or “Irish moss,” which contains no inconsiderable amount of nutritive matter, and is consumed in greater or less quantities by the coast and fishing population of more countries than Ireland. It is readily boiled down into a jelly and made into “blanc mange,” in which condition, says a medical author, “it is a pleasant article of food, nutritious and easy of digestion.” Its medicinal value was first discovered some fifty years ago, when it was found to have an emollient effect, and to be an excellent relief in cases of consumption. The trouble with the destitute fishermen of Achill and Innisboffin is that they can't get enough of it When a community has to live on such food as that, eked out with seed potatoes, that must leave no crop for next year, it looks as if a better use could be made of a part of the money raised for home rule by providing these sufferers with food and clothing enough to Keep life in them, than by paying the expenses of big meetings and supporting ambitious politicians. The annonnoement of the fatal illness, at h's home in Canada, of John Humphrey Noyes, founder of the Oneida Community, is accompanied by the statement that he was driven out of that institution by force of the outraged moral sense of the people of central New York. This is denied by an Albany paper, which declares that the people of that region, so far from revolting against this free-love community, quietly resisted attacks upon it for tho reason, among others, that it employed much outside help, aud in that way kept local business lively. The transformation of the institution into a moral, law-abiding body of citizens was brought about, the Albany writer declares, by a revolution within the organization itself, Noyes choosing to go away rather than to remain and witness the overthrow of his plans. The people of central New York, who are as anxious as any other part of the Christian world for the obliteration of polygamy, can, perhaps, out of the depths of their own consciousness, explain an indifference towards the Mormon evil, observable among certain Western “gentiles,” and which has puzzled many persons lacking such personal experiences. “Out of work and no vittles” was the colored man’s plea when arraigned for theft a few days ago. It told the whole story, and being verified and reinforced by evidences of good moral character, the mayor did right in discharging the accused. The world cannot be hard on the honest man who, when “out of work and no vittles,” gives way to temptation. The genteel thief who steals as a profession, or because he is too lazy or too mean to work, has no conception of the respectability of him who, under the impulse of hunger that he cannot satisfy and the distress of wife and children suffering with him and intensifj’ing his own distress, gives way to the pressure and takes that which is not his own. Yet, unfortunately for human wisdom and charity, it is too often the case that he who steals to add to luxury escapes punishment, while he who, driven by necessity, steals food, is convicted. It remains, of course, that many of the most contemptible thieves are petty ones, but there are, undoubtedly, honest men who, under stress of hard luck, are tempted to appropriate what is not their own. They deserve sympathy and help. Decatur, Ga., is hot with righteous indignation over the desecration of its cemetery, it having been discovered that the sexton had been trading with body-snatchers. Investigation showed that many graves had been robbed. The interests of medical science demand material for the disecting-table, but the body-stealer is always regarded as one of the lowest specimens of mankind. In rare instances suits for large sums for damages result in a verdict approaching the amount demanded. An employe of Mrs. A. T. Stewart sued for $50,000 and got $42,500. The first figure represents what the lawyers will get, the last four what they will allow him to keep. It is a Southern negro superstition that if a twig or bush gets caught in a woman's dress and is dragged after her, it is a sign that she has a sweetheart. This partially explains the feminine craze for picnics. Do you twig? Judge Tourgee is about to take the lecture field with “A Story-teller’s Story.” He will not get many engagements in the South. The people there regard him as a too-accomplished “story-teller.” Charleston, S. C., is in alleged ecstasies over the fact of having been admitted to the Southern Base Ball League, and talks glibly of phenomenal of wizard pitchers. This is merely

the abe’s of the profession. Later it will be ‘twirlera,” and then, or about then, or certainly not long after then, the interest will flag. Mr. Talmage ruins himself as a candidate for a place in the “holiness” ranks by his remarks this morning concerning perfect men. English hare with mushrooms is becoming quite a dish among onr English-insane people. The Irish hair in the hash is de trop. BREAKFAST-TABLE CHAT. Senator Morrill says it costs the government cne and a half cent to coin a silver dollar. D. A. Clark, of Montana, went to the range, in 1864, with about twenty-five cents, and he now has an income of $2,000 a day. Senator Evarts had a family rennion recently, at which nine grandchildren tried to ride on his knees to “Banbury Cross” all at once. The court stenographer of the Ninth judicial district wrote 1,246 words, in Marion, N. Y., recently, in five minutes under a public test. It is said, by one who has tried it, that cayenne pepper sprinkled upon hot flannels will afford instant relief to persons troubled with neuralgia. It is a queer fact, but Senator John A. Logan has a son-in-law named Tucker, and Congressman Tucker has a son-in law named Logan, and they are always getting mixed up. Rev. Dr. J. B. Hawthorne, the eminent Baptist preacher of Atlanta, is very tall, straight as an arrow, wears long black hair, and a curl is trained to fall carelessly over his forehead like a “bang.” Mrs. Frances Anne Kemble attributes her attainment of her seventy-fifth year in full health and vigor to her life-long persistence in out door exercise, especially on horseback, in all sorts of weather. By his will, Signor Mortini, a wealthy philanthropist of Genoa, provides that all his tenants shall be permitted to reside in the houses occupied by them at his death free of rent as long as they live. Gen. Lord Wolseley’s appearance is decidedly effeminate, and when he speaks he accompanies each remarK with a nervous shake of the head. He is disposed to be sociable, but is not a favorite with the “rant and file.” The Misses Drexel, wno inherited from their father, the late F. A. Drexel, of Philadelphia, a fortune of $12,000,000, have just purchased 200 acres of land near Bristol, Pa., on which they will establish an industrial school and home for orphan boys. A Berlin inventor has got up a musical sew-ing-machine, which turns out tunes as fast as work. This is a combination as novel as it is agreeable, and it suggests, besides, endless cases where the the din of machinery may thus be made pleasant. Mips Anderson’s pecuniary gains are extraordinarily large. She did what few American actors or actresses before her ever succeeded in doing—she brought back a large sum of money as the product of acting in England. She has now some $250,000, all prudently invested. It is rnmored that all diplomatic objections to the marriage of Prince Alexander, of Bulgaria, with the daughter of the Crown Prince of Germany have been removed by the reconciliation of the Emperor of Russia with the Prince. The marriage, it is said, will be one of mutual affection. A blind boy preacher, sixteen years old, is causing some excitement in Raleigh. A week ago he told his father that he bad received a divine command to preach the gospel, and would be made blind for a period of some days. On Wednesday, Jan. 13, he was smitten with blindness. It has never been known exactly what the value of a peddler’s life was. One of the trade, however, has set his individual estimation by presenting two young men, who saved him from drowning when he fell into the water at Derby, Conn., each with a lead pencil, which was in his pack. “What are you waiting for, little boy?” inquired a kindly old gentleman of a street urchin who was watching each passer-by intently. “Waitin’ fer a long-whiskered gent smokin’ a seegar. Then I’ll foller him and git the stub.” “Do long-whiskered men smoke better cigars?” “Naw, but dey don’t smok ’em so short” A cow at Maillend, Fla., whenever a fire is built out of doors, hunts it up and chews her cod by the side of it at night, when the weather is cold. A veracious witness says that one night the fire was covered with sand, but the cow uncovered it, blew up the embers, and was engaged in rolling boxes and barrels toward it when stopped. President Cleveland never attended a college of any kind. The acting Vice-president, John sherman, j 8 a graduate of the common schools of Ohio. The Secretary of State, Thomas F. Bayard, never got further than a Delaware rural academy. The Speaker of the House of Representatives, John G. Carlisle, is a selfeducated man. Hiram G. Hotchkiss, of Lyons, Wayne county, is known as the peppermint king. He is seventy-five years of age, and wealthy. He buys up all th* peppermint oil the farmers make. Wayne county has about 4.000 acres in this culture. The trade is likely to take a boom, as the Connecticut deacons have taken to drinking peppermint toddy. The Atlanta Constitution records a specimen of confederate wit during the war. A soldier was canght in a persimmon tree by General Longstreet. When sternly asked by his commander what he was doing there the veteran at once disarmed wrath by saying: “I’m eatin’ some green persimmons to draw my stomach up so it’ll fit its rations.” Now that M. Theodore de Banville has gained promotion in the Legion of Honor, it is recalled that once, in the days of the empire, he lay at Belleville almost dying of fever, privation, dissipation and the incidents of Bohemianism in general. “Give him the Legion of Honor,” said the Empress Eugenie, “so that if he dios there will be at least one cross on his coffin.” And so he got’his first decoration. General Sheridan is to handle the gavel at the next annual meeting of the veterans of the Array of the Cumberland. In view of that fact, General J. D. Wilder has sent to General Sheridan a curious memento of the war in the Chattanooga region—a mallet made of wood cut from the crest of Mission Ridge, and from tho spot on Chickamauga field where General Lytle felL In the center of the mallet is a rifle bullet, round which the wood has grown. Susan B. Anthony is in Washington preparing for the Woman’s Suffrage annual convention. Among those who will take an active part in the convention are Mrs. Colby, of Nebraska, editor of the Women’s Tribune; Mrs. Duniway, of lowa, editor of the New Northwest; Mrs. Ilarbert, of Illinois; Mrs. Helen Gougar, Mrs. Sewall and Mrs. Haggert, of Indiana; Sirs. Elizabeth Cady Stanton, of New Jersey; Mrs. Lillie Devereux Blake and Mrs. Rogers, of New York, and Mrs. Shattuck, of Boston. Mr. Ruskin has offered a suggestion for the solution of the Irish question which is certainly unique. He says that the peculiarities of the Irish race should be taken into consideration in governing. First, they are an artistic people, and can design beautiful thiogs and execute them with indefatigable industry; secondly, they are a witty people, and can by no means be governed by witless ones; thirdly, they are an affectionate people, and can by no means be governed on scientific principles by heartless persons. Long before the advent of Susan 8. Abthony or Mrs. Stanton as the champions of woman suffrage, a law was enacted in Berne, Switzerland, allowing women to vote by proxy, but history has not yet recorded an instance in which a woman has taken advantage of the privilege, until at the last municipal election, which occurred on the 6th of November. The Liberals being largely

in the majority, the reactionary party quietlf hunted np the old law giving the right of suffrage, in matters affecting the municipal law of Berne, to such women as possessed realty, and succeeded in carrying the election by 97 majority in a total vote of 4,250. Jo Chandler Harris, of the Atlanta Cot* stitution, the best known humorist of the South was born at Boogbia, on the south coast of Africa. His father was a missionary. Mr. Harris is a Sanskrit scholar, and thoroughly versed in Hebraic and Buddhist literature. Just before the civil war he emigrated to America, and taught school in a village near Lake Tee* teelootcbkee, Fla. During the civil war he served in the confederate army. He is hardly forty years of age, but his snow white hair tella the sorrow of his life. He is noted for his generosity, amiability and tenderness. An Englishman in Madras has, by a lucky ae cident, made a photograph of a tiger in the act of seizing its prey. The camera was focused on a buffalo tied to a stake s.ome thirty feet off, and had iust received a dry plate, when a tiger leaped from the jungle and struck down the buffalo with a single blow. The operator kept hia presence of mind and released his shutter before taking to his heels. The negative proved a poor one, but showed the relative attitudes of tiger and buffalo pretty well, and confirmed the generally accepted opinion that the tiger, with hia knock-down blow, endeavors to dislocate the neck of his victim. SENATOR PAYNE’S SEAT. Ex-Oov. Foster, of Ohio, Will Not Believe the Charges of Bribery Until Proven. New York Mail and Express. Ex-Governor Charles Foster, of Ohio, wai reading in his room at the Fifth-avenue Hotel this morning, when a reporter entered. “How stands the Dolitical barometer in Ohio, Governor?*’ he was asked. “It seems to have a falling tendency in regard to Senator Payne. I see they are still harping on charges of bribery.” “What do you think of the charges?” “I don’t know anything about them more tha< I see in the newspapers. Tho prevailing opinion is that there are grounds for charges against tha venerable Senator. I have a high regard for Senator Payne, and great confidence in his integrity, and shall continue to have until something is proven. I chink he makes a mistake by remaining silent. Many will take this silence quite contrary to what the Senator intends. Everybody in Ohio understands that the mossback or Pendleton Democrats were elected pledged to vote for Mr. Pendleton. Rumor has it that SIOO billa were as thick around Columbus as pig-tracks around a country school-house, just before the senatorial election. Boss McLean had a finger in the pie in ousting Pendleton. It was said before the election came off that some influence, together with a dark horse, wonld De used to defeat Pendleton. Senator Payne was the dark horse, but what the influ* ence was I don’t know. Editor Donavin, of the Columbus Times, charged some time ago that a deal was being made. No one paid any attention to his charges. Now I believe his charges have some significance. ” Another gentleman from Ohio, whom the reporter saw a few minutes afterwards, said that in case Senator Payne’s seat was declared vacant ex-Governor Foster would probably be elected to fill his place. Said he: “There is no doubt that Senator Payne was elected by the most glaring and outrageous frauds. It was not done, however, by the old Senator, but by his sou Oliver.” How Free Trade Works. Philadelphia Record. In almost every industry in England the effect of German competition is being felt Alarm is spreading throughout the manufacturing districts. Not only are the Germans competing severely with them in neutral markets, but they are underselling them in the home market The London Post just at hand gives an account of a leading tool firm losing a good South American order because of German underselling. It is also asserted that Wolverhampton merchants are now ordering wire, nails and screws of German make, grealty under Birmingham manufacturers’ prices. “Manufacturer* declare," says the Post, “that either import duties must be imposed or the operatives must work longer hours.” And this is bow free trade works in England, in spite of what theoretical political economist* say to the contrary. A Boom for Homoeopathy. Washington Letter. Homoeopathy is becoming not simply respectable at the capital, but quite the fashion. Many of the most distinguished men here have their family doctors of the new school. Dr. Gardner, who attended the Bayard family is a homoeopathist. Chief-justice Waite is an active layman in the faith. So is Secretary Manning. The new Homoeopathic Hospital is under the patronage and management of some of the most distinguished and fashionable people here, and the practice of homoeopathic doctors is increasing to a remarkable extent. , Red Tapeism Illustrated. Philadelphia Record. An order from the War Department was received at the Frankford Arsenal on Monday directing that on the day following its reception at any military post a salute be fired in honor of the late Vice-president Thomas A. Hendricks. The order was dated Nov. 25. 1885, but did not reach Frankford Arsenal till Monday. Accordingly, yesterday morning, at sunrise, a federal salute of thirteen guns was fired, followed at noon by a Vice-president’s salute of nineteen guns, and at sunset thirty-eight guns (a national salute) were fired. From the Land of Perpetual Summer. Palatka (Fla.) News. We have heard of several parties being mad* severely sick by eating frozen oranges. Experts say the element of poison contained in the peel is driven into the orange by freezing, and a sufficient quantity of the frozen fruit could be eaten to produce death. The poison brings on a severe and painful diarrhoea, and those who have suffered from it have no desire to repeat the experiment, and all cannot be too careful, and eat the fruit only in small quantities Can Have What T ou Want. Boston Transcript. The beauty of newspaper woodcuts is that you can readily have a picture of anybody in whom the public is interested. Thus the dreamy-eyed young woman who does duty as the Hawkville murderess on Monday becomes the Queen of Servia Wednesday, and Alfonso’s widow Thursday. On Saturday she is a school girl who died at Aurora, 111., from swallowing a slate-pencil, and on Sunday she is the society belle who is about to marry the Count de Blague. The Land of Flowers. Louisville Courier-Journal. Just as a Florida man was writing a letter from Florida, for publication, he learned that his pipes had frozen. To the thousands who hav© never read a letter from Florida, this proved a sad blow. It was fully a week before the Florida man resumed his writiug. and then, so overcome was he by the effects of the sudden and unexpected weather, that he forgot to write a word about oranges or allieators. Making Fun of Whitney. Baltimore Herald. It was among the probabilities that the gruff old seadog from Fifth avenue would insist that a perfect war vessel should be able to crawl on shore and climb a tree when too closely pursued by a superior enemy. Where Is A. Harrison? Lafayette Comet. The Indiana Civil-service Reform Association will give a dinner at Indianapolis about the first of March. Covers will be laid for two. Hon. Dudley Foulke will preside, but it is not yet given out who the other man will be—probably Flanagan, of Texas. Worth What It Cost. Boston Record. Each member of the New York Governor** military staff has spent S2OO on gold braid and other “fixings.” But the glory is worth at least $2Ol. A Flippant Remark. Lafayette Comet. Tempus fugit. The Indianapolis Evening Misc ute has succumbed to hard times, and turned up it* toes to the dairies. Hour the mighty fallen,