Marshall County Independent, Volume 1, Number 42, Plymouth, Marshall County, 9 August 1895 — Page 8

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DELIVERANCE.

Street peace spreads her wings on the . orient shore; Japan will be kinder for cash. Twrixt Li3 legs is the tail which with bellicose roar The dragon was 'customed to lash. STora those wild, woozy words we are rescued at last; Ah, they led us a merciless dance! Lifid we aigh relief that the ordeal is past And English once more gets a chance. S7 left our rernaeular's musical flow To atruggte with "Ta-Li en- Wan. flTt affected to know all about "Ilai-Yank-To," And likewise about "Sha-Hwo-Yuan." 'Wei-Hei-Wei" was a theme that embittered one's dream. But au fait were expressions like these, 80 we tackled "New Chwang" end we mnrniured "Ping Yang" With pathetic assumptions of ease. 25ut no more are our courses reluctantly bent Where syllabic monstrosities wait: She sunshine has dawned where 'twas chill discontent. And we join in thanksgiving to Fate. Sio longer our wandering intellects go Through the gazetteer's mazy expanse, Hid the dipthong3 that grow by the fertile Iloang-IIo, ; For English once more gets a chance. Washington Star. I MET her on the shores of the lake. There were real tears in her eyes. "Oh, Mr. Yansittart," she cried. What shall I do? My husband's out la boat, ever so far away, and the wind's rising, and the boatman says that lt'3 awfully dangerous when there's a storm, and " I tilted my hat forward and scratched my head. I don't see what you can do," said I, compassionately. I had sat nest her three nights at table d'hote, and liked ker extremely. "Ijooi at those trees! Oh. how It blows! ADd, see! Great waves!" "The wind is certainly getting up." I admitted, sitting down on a garden eat Oh, Mr. Yansittart, suppose he hould be drowned!" "Suppose he '" I pauset?. The Idea was a new one to me. I turned it orer In my mind. "Well, suppose he hould?" I said at last, in an inquiring tone. "And we've only been married a 7ear!" "Yes, yes," said I thoughtfüly. Your love is still fresh :" "As fresh as the day when " "Your romance has not worn off, the 37 of disalhion has not come. Your husband's m? mory wouH be the sweetest of consolation to you." "But, Mr. Yanslt " "There v ould be no alloy In your recollection?. You are young, your life would not be spoiled, but it would be, as it were, hallowed by sweet and not too poignant regrets. In the course of time the violence of grief would wear ff." She sat down cn the bench beside xae and dug the end of her parasol Into the path. "You would feel," T pursued, "that sacred as those memories were precious as they were--you would not be satisfied in giving your whole life to them. And. tit last, it may be that another would come who " "Oh. I can hardly imagine that, Mr. Yaasittart." "Try." said I. encouragingly. "One who, thong 1 not perhaps the equal in all respects of him you had lost, could jet shelter you from the world" "I should want semu one, shouldn't 1?" "And g've yon nn honest, enduring, unwavering affection." "It wouldn't be the stimo thing," said he. "Depend upon It," I returned, earnestly, " It would be in sonn ways better. Tor he your second husbandmight well be one who could appreciate the depths of your nature, who would ba serious when you were " "Instead of always making jokes? Ye-es, Mr. Van.Mttart." "Serious, and yet able to enter into jour lighter moods-alwaj'3 good-tempered " "lie would be a wonderful husband, then!" "Generous, nay, lavish In giving you whatever " "Fancy T "You wished for; unsparing In his efforts to please you " "What, after marriage?" "Devoted absolutely to you. Why, tt'aalovelj picture." "Yes, it does sound nice," she conceded, digging with the parasol. "Could not such a one," I continued, leaning toward her, "by affectionate and constant efforts, in the course of tlmt heal the wound caused by your crnel calamity?" I don't know. Yes I suppose so well, perhaps. In time, Mr. Vanslttart, he might" "He would," said I, positively. "I

Imagine myslf "

"I beg jour pardon, Mr. Vanslttart!" "I say, I can Imagine myself making It the work the whole preoccupation the worthy task of my life thus to restore happiness to one from whom It seemed to have departed forever." "It would be a splendid thing for a man to do, wouldn't it?" There was a pause. Then she said: "But, Mr. Vanslttart, would you who are so young and so and so and so I mean, who are so young be content with a heart that had spent its first love on another, in which the freshness of youthful " "I sometimes think." I Interrupted, in low, but urgent tonr.s, "that affection of that kind Is nobler, better than the rash impulsiveness of an ignorant girl. It would be a sympathetic communion of minds, of souls, Mrs. Lawrence." "Yes, I see. Yes, it would, Mr. Vanslttart." "My sympathy for you," I pursued, "would soften and Inspire my nature. I should be elevated to your level. And, perhaps, at last, when long years had obliterated" "Well, had blurred, Mr. Vanslttart." "Yes, had blurred the pain of memory, we might come to see to understandhow what once seemed so distressing was really, In spite of its sadness, the necessary condition for the perfect development of two human lives." For a moment we sat In thought. Then Mrs. Laurence observed: "Good so often comes out of suffering, doesn't it?" "It indeed seems to be the way of tlie world." "A woman placed as you describe, Mr. Vanslttart, would feel, I am sure, so deep, so strong a gratitude for the man who had nobly dedicated his life to her that, as time wore on, she would give to him an affection, different in kind, perhaps, but not in'Vrior in intensity, to that which she had felt for the man who first won her heart." "That would be the only reward I should hope for," said I. "So that, in the end, I should feel it would be borne in upon mo that this man was real, my true, my only " At this point Mrs. Lawrence stopped abruptly, for a shadow fell between us, and, on looking up, we saw. a stout, elderly man, wearing a blue jersey, standing just in front of us. "Beg pardon, mum," said he, "but are you the lady what asked Jim Dobbs about the gentleman 'what's out in the boat?" "About the what? Oh, yes, I suppose oh, yea, I am." "Well, you've no cause to be put out about Mm, mum. lie's just rounding the point, and he'll be ashore in two minutes time." "But Dobbs said it was very dangerous," I protested. "Dobbs don't know everything, Blr, beggin' your pardon. Anyways, the gentleman's safe enough. Glad of it for your sake, mum." "Thank you thank you so much," said Mrs. Lnwrence. The elderly man stood looking at me In such a manner that I took sixpence out of my pocket and gave It to him. To be frank, I have seldom grudged a sixpence more. Then the elderly man passed on. There was a long silence. Mrs. Lawrence had made quite a little pit in the gravel walk. Once he looked at me, and, finding me regarding her (rather gloomily, I believe), hastily turned away again with a blush. At last the silence became Intolerable almost Improper, In fact. "What were we talking about when that man Interrupted us?" asked Mrs. Lawrence, with a desperate assumption of ease. It Is a rule of mine to give a plain answer to a plain question. "We were talking," said 1, 44 of what would have happened if Dobbs had known everything." And, having thus said. I suddenly began to laugh. Women are strange creatures. Mrs. Lawrence leaped up from her seat and stood over me. Iler eyes flashed with Indignation, and she positively brandished her parasol at me. "You horrid, horrid boy I" she cried. "My dear Mrs. Lawrence ," I proteted. "You havo made me talk as If I " "It was a mere hypothesis," I pleaded. "As if I!. Anyhow, if my husband

were drowned a thousand times over, I'd never speak to you.' "So you say now," said I, composedly. "Hut you know you were quite taken with tho prospect a little while ago." "Mr. Van.siuta.rt, you're wicked! How can I go and tell my poor, dear Hobble?"' "I don't Insist on your telling him," said I, In a conciliatory tone. "Perhaps you think I don't care for him 7" she cried, defiantly. "The hypothesis was that you did," said I. "That's what made it so interesting." "I shall sit somewhere else at dinner to-night," Mrs. Lawrence announced, haughtily. "If you go on like this," I observed, warningly, "I shall end by being " "You can be Just what you like." 'By being glad," I concluded. "Glad! Glad of what?" "Glad," said I, "that I see your husband walking toward us in perfect health." As I spoke he came within speaking d Uta nee. "Hullo. Georgier he cried to his wife. "Here I am had a bit of a blow, though." Mrs. Lawrence ran a few steps toward him. I took the liberty of following. "Vanslttart been looking after you?" asked Lawrence with a smile. ."Oh, my darling Bobbie," cried Mrs. Lawrence, "I've been imagining all sorts of things about you." "Foolish child 1" said he, fondly. "Did you think I was going to be drowned?"

"We didn't exactly think It," I brofco In. "We assumed it by way of "

"Please, Bobble, will you take me j Into the house?" said Mrs. Lawrence, hastily. Mrs. Lawrence did hit elsewhere at dinner, but Lawrence said to roe, as we played billiards afterward: "Tell you what, old chap. If a fellow wants his wife to be extra pleasant to him, he can't do better than risk his life on this beastly lake," and he smiled most contentedly. It was mere penitence, of course. But I let him alone. Caught a Shark with a Salmon Rod. Al Gumming had an encounter with a huge shark at Santa Cruz Sunday, says the San Francisco Examiner. Cumming had engaged a boat and was out for salmon. Suddenly there was a jerk at his line that almost capsized the boat. The fish came to the surface, and his fins showed that he was a big shark. Cummiug toyed with him for a while, and as the shark feit the sharp prong of the hooks forced into his mouth he mad a plunge, going down fully 100 feet and reeling out about 500 feet of line. Cumminghad only 100 feet more on his reel, and if the shark had accomplished that distance he would have escaped. But he was exhausted and came to tha surface again. Then, with the skill of an experienced angler, Gumming played the lino carefully, and after great effort got the shark alongside of his boat Both the shark and his captor were winded. The boatman killed the shark with one blow of his boathook. Mr. dimming caught the shark with a twelve-ounce salmon rod and a linen salmon line. The fish was more than five feet in length and weighed fully 150 pounds. It is the largest shark ever landed there with a hook and line, and its capture was due to the perfect knowledge of fishing that Mr. dimming iossosses. The contest lasted just an hour, and exciting as it was for Mr. Cumming it was also as mueh so for the onlookers. Fully twenty boats were in the vicinity. Portugal's Democratic King. Senor de Seguira Thadieu, the n minister from Portugal, who nas just presented his credentials to the State Department, talks Interestingly of affairs in his country. "Our legislative body," said he to an interviewer, was dissolved last December and we are to have an election before it reassembles in January. Uefore the dissolution occurred the ministry, was harassed by the obstructive tactics of the minority. The ministry, which Is conservative, stands for monarchial Institutions, and has had a large majority of the house of deputies to support it But the turmoil of the minority was such the dissolution was welcome. The king moves freely about the public places and streets. E very day he may be seen on the boulevards, sometimes on horseback, sometimes walking or driving. He goes unattended by military escort or guards. He mingles with the people, finds companions among them, and talks with them. He goes to the theater a,nd to public entertainments, and there Is an entire absence of that exclusiveness which Is popularly supposed to be characteristic of royalty. He Is fond of athletics, Is a perfect horseman, a capable yachtsman, aud enjoys tennis." Buffalo Express. Dictionary of Discontent. Science, dear Lady Betty, has diminished hope, knowledge destroyed our illusions and experience has deprived us of interest. Here, then, is the authorized dictionary of discontent: What Is creation? A failure. What is life? A bore. What is man? A fraud. What is woman? Both a fraud asd a, bore. What is beauty? A deception. What is love? A disease. What is marriage? A mistake. What is a wife? A trial. What Is a child? A nuisance. What 13 the devil? A fable. What is good? Hypocrisy. What is evil? Detection. What is wisdom? Selfishness. What is happiness? A delusion. What is friendship? Humbug. What is generosity? Imbecility. What is money? Everything. And what is everything? Nothing Labouchere. Disliked Innocent Amusement. Mine. De Longneville, a beauty of Louis XIV.'s time, was tired to death of being In Normandy, where her husband was. Those who were about her said: "Mon Dieii, inadanio, you art; eaten up with ennui. Will you rot t take some amusement? There are dogs and a beautiful forest. Will you hunt? ' "No," she replied. 'I don't like hunting." "Will you work?" ".No; I don't like work." "Will you take a walk or play at some game?" "No: I like neither the one nor the other." "What will you j do, then?" they asked. "What can I do?" she replied. "I hate iunocenc pleasures." An Even Divide. The champion stingy man of the sea son has been unearthed at Downs, Kan At a dinner the other day a lady asked j her husband to pass the toothpicks, lie picked one out of the holder, broke It In half, handed one piece to her and used the other himself, remarking that economy was necessary these hard times. Futuro Yachts Will Bo Steel. Mr. Charles II. Cramp ays the yacht of tho future will be of steel, and that its motive power will be electricity. He has an order for a yacht bigger and faster than the 1,000 ton GIralda, the fastest yacht afloat, and says that thU order will be filled.

HE CURES BY FAITH.

WONDERS WROUGHT BY JOHN A. DOWIE'S AID. Lither the Man Is a Worker of Miracles or Klse lie Is a Monstrous Fakir A Nice Point of Law to Be Settled. Prays Away Disease. A unique ease, of great interest is soon to come before the courts of Chicago. The p:esti'!i to which an answer must he giv-ii is whether John A. Dowie is possessed with the power of working miracles of healing such as are attributed to the Apostles and Christ himself, or whether th m.iu is a mountebank, a conscious huaib'ig, who has deluded people for his own pain. It is but a few years that Mr. Dowie has been at work ami already his fame is as wide as the continent and not a day passes that does not witness n crowd of pilgrims from every section of the co'in'ry who have come to have their sickness healed by him. He started with ono small wooden building where religious exercises were performed and cures "vi.' til . v - : Crh X h i, lis. were ma le and this was called Zion's Taberna !e. Now he has two others, but the first remains the head of them all. It is these wooden buildings which have been the means of bringing Dowie into court. People who live about these have become disgusted with the crowd of halt and maimed and blind who are constantly Hooking to these buildings and they have prayed the authorities that the tabernacles in.iy 1m- suppressed as nuisances. It is maintained on the other side that they are beneficial institutions, inasmuch as they help suffering humanity, and thus are THE ZION worthy of the law's protection. Thus the question resolves itself into this: whether rue cures are performed there or is the ivhole thing a fake. This is the delicate Question the courts must decide. The (lift of Healing. Dowie, the head of this healing movement, was a Congregational minister in Sydney. Australia. lie was an orthodox believer in the dogmas of that sect, nor did he allow his interpretation of Scripture to go contrary to authority. For years this was 1 is mental attitude. Then a plague broke out in the city. People died by hundreds; one after another his own congregation waa smitten. The physicians were in despair and human skill appeared vain. Dowie sat himself down to think when, suddenly, there Hashed into his mind that verse of the Bible which says that the prayer of faith shall heal the sick. Instantly he arose and went to the house of a parishioner whore lay two children whose lives had been abandoned by the doctors. He km It down, prayed for them and laid his hands upon them an 1 they arose well. Such is Dowio's story of his first cure. Ever since then, he says, he has gone on with ever-increasing faith and he claims that 1S.MX peopK owe to his method their cure front nil manner of diseases. Dowie does not claim that any power of healing rests in himself; his whole mission is to pray and animate the faith of the patient, for it is the man's individual faith nlone which affects the cure. The laying on of hands and the admonition to arise and walk in the Lord's name Dowio regards as ceremonies and as such parts of the divine institution of healing But m ns. now if. faith is the main thing; without this success is impossible, but so great is Dowie's own faith that he can iuspire the minds of those who possess it in a less degree than himself. The opponents of Dowie are prepared to show, they say, that the cures wrought hare been ierfornied only on persous troubled with hysteria or else ore the results of pure delusion. Dowie, on the other hand, points to n mass of affidavits made by those who claim cures and their friends to the effect that they have been really made well.

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THE DEFENDER.

The New Yacht Is a Craft That Will Surely Make Her Mark. The trial race between the Defender and Vigilant demonstrated that the new yacht is a craft that will surely make her mark. Two-thirds over the thirty-mile triangular course the winds were very AMKUICA S CTI HAiriV, T1IK DEri:Mi::;. light and variable, but r.nder this condition of affairs the new boat was more than seven minutes in advance of her really fast competitor. The Vigilant seems to be outclassed in almost every condition of wind and weather by the Defender. The only time that the ?d champion can be considered as bavins any kind of a chance with the other yacht is in a light wind in running. The Defender is perceptibly the bettor craft by the wind and in reachirg. And when is considered the short time xbn- has b; en had to put the Doferder in shape ht v speed is all the more creditable. THE LARGEST LENS. Work on It IlasLSv'cn Vinisiied at Cam bridge, Mans. After a year's work the -l-:neh lens of the Yerkes telescope has been finished at Cambridge. Mass., and will be shipped soon to its destination. This lens is four inches larger than that of the Lick telescope. With this monster telescope great things are predicted in the fiel l of astronomy, and it is expected to reveal some interesting fact of Mars and its canals. The lens of the Yerkes telescope, when the glass came froi 1 Paris in the rough, and before a stroke of work had been Jone upon it to fashion it into its present delicate and beautiful shape, cost 4tUH. Probably the grinding and polishing of the lens, which have been going on for two years, cost as much again, while several hundred thousand dollars were required to furnish the grounds and buildings for the new observatory, with ita numerous instruments and the elaborate and enormous brass tube for the great telescope, besides the endowment requirTABEKXACLE. ed to supply a permanent fund for the maintenance of the institution. The great crown glass now at Cambridge is about three inches thick in the middle and one and a quarter iiuhes r.t the outer edge. The two pieces that make up the lens weigii together ."' pounds. Being fragile, in spite of their great size, they must be handled with the utmost care. Tho lens will soon be shipped from Cambridge to the shores of Lake iJoneva, in Visconsin, where the observatory is to be sit tinted. MOFiTOrT DEFENDS PACKERS. IiniM the Statement That Inferior MeatM Come from Chicago. Absolute denial is given by the agricultural department to the report from Germany that Chicago packers buy the most inferior quali(Ms of beef for canning and packing purposes. The statement was made in a German journal, which assertcd that, owing to the poor quality of the Ivcf, it was injurious ami wrong to sell it in Germany. Secretary Morton said, concerning the story. "Personally, with n wtcrinary inspector, 1 have several times passed through the birgcr beef canning estt. lishmcnts in Chicago. My visits to those establishments were always unheralded, ami therefore there were no special preparations made for a general viewing of their premises and their methods of slaughtering, cooking and canning beef. Prom those thorough, ollicial investigations I am justified in denying ns wholly untrue all that is asserted in that statement in regard to American canned meats." To!d in a l'cw Line. Jose Ac.iova, a Cuban leader, was killed by a civil guard on a sugar estate. .Toh ti Dutton is dying nt Lcadville, Col., from starvation. He was too proud to heg. Gov. Morrill finds there is no destitution in Lllis County, Kan., and the appeals for aid Kent out were groundless. The commandant nt Toulon has been ordered to dispatch n fresh detachment of troops to Midngnscnr to replace the troops ordered home. The malting house of the municipal brewery at Pilsen, Bohemia, burned with a damage of 1,000,000 florins. One workman was killed und two firemen wer injured.

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The sum paid for' the English rlgtitJ 9f 'The Memoirs of Barras" Is said to ! have been four thousand dollars. "A Study in Prejudices" Is the title of the new novel by Georgo Paston, author of "A Modern Amazon." This story Is described as fresh and modem In conception. The American edition of the Bookman has far outstripped its English namesake in Interest. As the case stand now, the tail is wagging the dog, and the English Bookman is a pretty good paper, too. "Sentimental Tommy," Mr. J. M. Barrle's new story, relates the tale of tho life of a poor boy in a gre tt city. Mr. Barrie has now taken up his residence In London and is supposed to be making studies there. The author's fa vorito : attitude, it Is said, is recl.ning on th j rug before the fire, where he smokes in peace with his great St. Bernard besid-j him; he does not like chairs. It is noted, also, that in company he preserves extraordinary intervals of silon v; hut jhe is always quick to catch um ajI plaud some clever speech from ir.osi I n rrm lift li 5 to Hector Malot announces Hurt, h.iving made a fortune, he has retired from literature. He has worked hard, havi Ing studied the theory of heat to wiito one book, spent three months In tho cotton factories for an other, and, he tells us, even spent the same length of time exploring the ruins of Ilom.v He chose his own subjects an 1 indulged Iiis own tastes, and let no editor, not even M. Buloz, browbeat him. Inasmuch, however, as he says that he has in his desk sketches for ten more novels, and plots for others in his head, the Nov i York Tribune thinks that that retirement has somewhat the air of a ' positively final last appearance.' ! "Tay Pay" O'Connor lunched with ! Maeterlinck not long ago, ami writes of him: "He is an excellent fellow. In appearance he is a typical Flemish man ; stoutish, broad-faced, and with tha singularly open and good-natured expression of his race. I am told by his Intimates that h is one of the most modest, and I could see that he is ono ; of the most unassuming, of men. ILi I speaks English well, and is Intimately acquainted with English literature especially with George Meredith. Hitherto he has not made or tried to mako any money out of his dramas; but he is getting popular, and by and by may get rich." Cuplditj Caused Trouble. William McDowell, a well-known farmer living near Jamesburg, N. !., was sitting on his porch a few nights ago, when he saw three beys approaching on a run. The boys woro gray suits and he at once supposed they were runaways from the reform school. He resolved to capture &Ü three and thus add 15 to his saving. He secured a tough hickory club froiii the wood pile and hid behind an oak tree on the side of the road. As tha first boy attempted to pass McDowell seized him. Before the boy realized what had happened he was on thj ground together with the second boy and McDowell standing over thc-iu both In a threatening attitude. Tb. I boy3 tried to explain. While they were parleying "McDowell saw three more boys running through his cornfield. They wore the same gray suits and he determined to capture the entire lot of boys. The 1kvs soon convinced him that his contract was more than he could carry out. Then the boys had a chance to explain that they were members of a base-ball team, which accounted for the similarity of their suits. They expected to enter a foot race ca July 1 aud were training for the event when the farmer attempted to capture them. The case came into Scjuire Lucas' court. That worthy was puzzled I know how to make the punishment lit the crime. Before he decided the farmer hrd persuaded the boys to withdraw the complaint. i:io.:ient Hags. "L'bMpieiiee is speaking cut . . . out of the abundance of the heart," say tho authors of Guesses at Truth." An Incident related by Doctot Barmirdo, the English philanthropist who care for friendless children, illustrates thij characteristic of eloquence. "1 was standing," he said, "at my front door uuc bitter day in winter, ! when a little ragged chap came up to me and asked me for an order of admission. To test him. I pretended to bo rather rough with him. "Ilow do I know.' I s.iid, 'if what rou tell me is true? Have yon any "friends to speak for you;' 'Friends'.' he shouted. 'No, I ain't got no friends; but if these hero rags' and he waved his arm about as lie spoke 'won't speak for me, nothin' else Will.'" Hryant's Karly IVeuntary Kcwar.N. It Is amusing to know how small were the pecuniary rewards of Bryant's literary labors, whatever may Lava been the fame they brought him. Two dollars a ioem was the price that ho named, and he seemed to be abundantly satisfied with the terms. A gentleman met him in New York many years after, and said to him, "I have just bought the earliest edition of your poems, and gave $20 for it" "More, by a long shot," replied the poet, "than I received for writing the whole work." Century. Conscience Is one of those burglar that works best la solitude and dark oesa.

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