Pike County Democrat, Volume 26, Number 7, Petersburg, Pike County, 28 June 1895 — Page 3

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HERE were waring hands and banners, as the crowded car rolled by. There were shoots from merry children ringing to the summer sky; Then a strain of music rose and swelled and pealed along the street. As their gay, tumultuous

Clamor me 1 tea in a cnorus •O nay. can you too. by tho dawn • 0 early light. What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?— Whoso broad stripes and bright stars. through the perilous fight, O'sr the ramparts we watched were so gallantly steaming!” Jib! the Starry Flag Is glorious, and the children lore It too: And the land Is sate and happy where the children's hearts are true, Bow their youthful ardor thrilled me, as the revelation came __ That the Guard is ever changing, but the Flag remains the same. We were born too late for glory, but we still In memory beep Stirring echoes from the battlefields where warrior fathers sleep We have? held the Flag as ours, but lot the years arc passing by, And a newer generation waves tbe Stafs and Stripes on high. Better thusl'for now the rancors of the strife no more appall: And the children know no faction, and the Flag belongs to alL Be It so! wo yield the prestige, for the New Guard comes apace. With the strength of youthful millions, loyal purpose In Its face. Flag of peace or Flag of battle! Children, it Is yours to love! Will you honor and defend it, as the gift of God above? Ah! the children's hearts are loyal! From a myriad array North and south there comes the answer, as It came that summer day: “Then conquer wo must, when out causo it Is just. And this be our motto: ‘In God Is our trust;’ And the star-spangled banner In tri- » umph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home ^>f the brave.” —Charles w{ Harwood, in Yoath s Companion- i__

I D E O N BRIGHT was the proprietor of the only barber shop in the village of A-- H e was well-to^ do and unmarried, and

was not a “bad-lookmg man. ai least he told himself so as he carefully brushed his well-kept hair back from his forehead and gazed at his reflection in the mirror. This is what he saw: A short, fat little man, with his hair carefully parted in the„ back and combud forward over his ears and truth m ust be told if he was a barber) a bald spot on the top of his head. This bald spot had steadily increased in size in spite of all the “vigors” and “elixirs1' that he had regularly applied to it. To-day, as he looked at it, it seemed to be larger than ever, and he £aid to himself, as he applied the wash: “It’s no use, Gideon. Yob are getting old., and you might just as well own it iirst as last. If you had any spunk at all you’d have been married .long ago.” Just then Deacon Hemper came in *to have his beard trimmed, and Gideon smilingly advanced to serve his old ■customer.

Gideon was very bashful, and always got fidgety and red in the face whenever a woman spoke to him, and always said “no” when he meant to say “yes,” and if he did venture to be agreeable to a lady he always made a dismal failure of it; and so he kept getting worse, and, although he was very fond of their society, finally avoided them as much as possible. Years ago there had been a vague ! rumor afloat that “Gideon was goin’ to marry Philena Pray.” Gideon heard that rumor and heartily wished that it was the truth, but he knew that, much as he wished it to be so, he had not the courage to find out what she thought .about It. Philena Pray was the daughter of the village clergyman, and had been a handsome girl, rather above the medium height, with flashing black eyes .and rosy cheeks. She was not lacking in spirit, and one day, after Gideon had kept her company for six years and they were no nearer an understanding than they were at first, she made up her mind to brfng matters to a crisis; and so, when Gideon stepped up to see her home from meeting, she jilted him before them all, and went home with her father. . Gideon went home in no pleasant mood. As he sat before his Are he ran his fingers through his hair until it •stood on end, and then he would rise and pace the floor and talk to himself. 'This was a habit he had when excited. “I declare! It’s too badl I don't know as II blame her, either. Hera I’ve been -going with her for ycart, and I’ve never had the courage to tell her hojs^well I love her. I believe she knoV^sthat I want her, and she'thinks itV time I told her so, an’ so it is. I ^won’t let another day pass over my head without knowin’ just what she thinks.” - Well for Gideon if he had kept his resolution, but when morning eame he felt more timid and bashful than ever. He said to himself: “It’s now or 7tt«ver ” He walked briskly along, and

aoon arrived si Parson Pray*s gate. Philena was working among the flowers that grew near the gate. She was expecting him and her heart beat a little faster, and her cheek took on a rosier hue, as she said: ‘•Good morning, Gideon." "Good morning,, Philena." “Won’t 3'<a» cogue in?” She smiled as she spoke, and Gideon thought there never was a fairer woman in the world. She took a step toward the gate an if to open it. Gideon got very red and stammered: “N-o, I thank yon.” He realized that he had made a blunder, and it confused him more and more. He took off his hat, and furiously mopped his perspiring brow, and then said: “I left something at the church last night and I was going after it.” Poor Gideon! He was so worked up by this time that he could not think of another word to say, and he pulled his hat over his eyes, and abruptly walked away. Philena did not speak her thoughts aloud, if she had she would have said: -j‘‘I guess he did leave some* thing, he left his brain* if he’s got any, for he didn’t hare any this morning. I wonder if he expects me to offer myself to him. If 1 should, he’d get as red as a lobster and say: ‘It’s of no account Please don’t discommode yourself, Miss

Philena.’ She cast< a look of scorn after him, and then went about her work. Gideon went on his way, angry with himself for his blunder. “I’d kick myself if I could. 'Td left eomething at the church.' Wasn’t that a bright speech? You’re an idiot, Gideon Bright.” lie turned about and walked back, fully determined to go straight to Philena. He walked slowly by the house, but he did not see Philena. His courage, as usual, left him at the last moment, and he walked homeward; and when he was once more in his little shop, his face wore a despairing look as he said: “Gideon Bright, you’ve let the chance of your life slip by. I don’t believe she'd have you how anyway.” Philena saw him when he came back, and she really hoped that he would come m, but she was disappointed, and as he walked slowly by, she thought: “I don't believe he cares anything for me. I’m glad I gave him the mitten last night before all the folks. I’ll see that he don’t get the chance to pay me.” True to her resolution, she avoided Gideon, merely speaking in a civil way when she passed him in the street, or met him at a friend’s house. Year after year went swiftly by, and still Philena did not marry. This was her own choice, for several worthy men had sought her hand. Try as she would to put him out of her mind, the face of Gideon Bright haunted her dreams, and she would softly sigh: “If he only had the least bit of gumption.", Gideon still loved Philena with all

He started out, end just as Be turned the corner who should he meet hut Philena! He merely said: “Good morning,** and hurried into the grocery near by as though he really wished to avoid her. He saw her when she returned, but Mrs. Snower was with her, and ho returned to his little shop and passed the day in a miserable" state of mind. Day after day went by, and the Fourth was at ham^ TJje load pj merrY men sucT women stopped at Dame Gfftonfs for Gideon. They had a lumber wagon, with seats placed around the box, and a canopy of white duck to protect them from the sun. Gideon took his seat in the wagon, and the horses started off at a lively pace. Gideon looked around, and there beside him sat Philena Pray. Bis heart leaped to his throat and prevented him from taking part in the conversation. When they reached the picnic

ground, Sereno Hemper said: “Here, Gideon, make yourself useful and assist the ladies. ” One by one he assisted them from the high wagon. As he was about to help Philena, Mrs. Stout stepped on her dress, and she was thrown forward right into Gideon’s arms For one brief blissful second he clasped her form and her warm breath swept his cheek. Philena was annoyed, but she made some laughing remark, while Gideon blushed and stammered an awkward apology. After the people had all arrived there was a grand lot of speechmaking, and the music of a fife and drum made the woods merry between the speeches Judge Wise read the Declaration of I Independence, and commented thereon. His remarks were furiously applauded, and then all joined in singing “America.’’ After this they wandered about the grove, or along the shore, or gathered in groups beneath the wide-spreading trees Philena, always helpful, was amusing some of the little ones, while Gideon sat in the shade of a large oak, apparently listening to Judge Wise and Cawyer Pinch, but, in reality, watching Philena. After a little while some one asked Gideon to help put up the swing. When he returned Philena was nowhere in sight He busied himself with the preparations for dinner, and after the rough tables were made he went down to feed the horses He took the measure of oats from the wagon and placed it on the seat He was talking to himself and did not notice that Philena sat just back of a large oak that grew by the shore. She had brought little Mary Price down to the shore, and she had fallen asleep as she .lay on a shawl that Philena had spread on the ground. Philena sat by her side and dreamed of what her life might have been had Gideon loved her as she loved him. Just as she thought this she heard some one speaking. It was Gideon, and she supposed he wap talking to some one. She sat still as he continued: “That was a good speech that Judge

HK REALIZED THAT HE HAD HADE A BLUNDER.

* his heart, and fondly hoped some day to win her. He lived in the rooms over his barber shop, and took his meals at Dame Gaiton’s, who lived next door. Being so finch alone, he got more in the habit of talking to himself, and Philena was generally the subject of his conversation. “ At the time my story opens, Gideon was forty-two years old, and Philena was thirty-eight. After Gideon had trimmed Deacon Hemper’s beard, he accompanied him to the door, and as they stood there in the sunshine talking in a gossipy, neighborly way, young Sereno Hemper came along. He was going to have a picnic on the Fourth of July in their grove, three miles from the village. He wished Gideon to attend. Gideon could talk well enough when he was with the men, and he said: “I’d like to go. I’d enjoy it real well. It’s a long time since I attended a picnic. But then—it’s no use thinking about it I’d just be an odd one among

“Oh, don’t talk that way. We’re all going in a big wagon, and we mean to hare a jolly time.” Gideon consented to go, and they walked on and he returned to his little shop. He longed to go and invite Philena to accompany him, and he said softly, ns he polished his shears before he put them away: “Now, Gideon, be a man, and ask Philena to accompany you to the picnic. It’s, better late than never, and you might get her yet. I almost think she likes you a tittle, and then she refused John Haimes, and perhaps you have been mistaken all these years, and she does care for you. Anyway, I believe I’ll ask Philena to goto the pio* nic with me.”

Wise made. It’s a noble thing- to assert your rights and throw off the yoke of bondage. A noble thing. And Elder White talked good, too, real good. It seemed as though he meant me all the time, when he said that some remained in bondage all their lives, and served some habit that ruled over them like a despot. He said: ‘Stand fast for liberty and freedom in all things.’ I’ll do it. I’ll make a ‘Declaration of Independence’ this very day. I’ll ask Philena Pray to marry me this very day.”

Just then there was a sngni rusue at the foot of the oak and Philena looked around. She saw that Gideon was alone, and was speaking1 his thoughts aloud. She hesitated a moment, considering what she would bettet do. That moment helped her to make her decision, for she heard Gideon say: _ . “I’ll just ask her to take a walk with me, and just as soon as we are out of hearing, I’ll say: ‘I love you, Philena; will you be my wife?* And then if she refuses me she can’t despise me for being afraid to ask her. I*d give money if I could only have Elder White’s tongue for fifteen minutes. I’d say more than I’ve been able to say in a lifetime. I’d give a good deal to know what she’ll say when I tell her bow long I’ve loved her.” Philena heard all this, for he was very much in earnest, and spoke quite loud. She saw it all at once, and realized that she had been beloved all these years. She knew that if she waited for Gideon to tell her that he loved her, she would never hear it, and so she stepped out from behind the tree and said: “You nfeedn’t get Elder White**

tongue. It couldn't sound any better than it did when you said it.” Gideon stood spellbound while she I said this, and then begun a stammering apology for disturbing her. She did not give him a chance to oontinue, for she said: “You said just now that ‘you would give a good deal to know what I’d say.* Well, I say 1 am glad you lore and J am wtuing to marry you.” A bright blush mounted her cheek, and when Gideon realized that Philena loved him, he had no use for Elder White’s tongue, for he found his own, and for once said just what he wanted to. A small boy came up just theenand said: “Dinner’s ready.” When they arrived at the place where the dinner was served, every one remarked Gideon’s “gay and jovial manner,” and they guessed at the cause, for the small boy had preceded them and announced that he “saw Gid Bright a-ldasin’ Miss Pray.” That evening as he lingered on the moonlit porch at Parson Pray’s, he urged Philena to name a day in the near future when she would be his bride. When he walked home through the moonlight he really believed that he had kept his resolution and had asked Philena to marry him. He said softly, as he turned the key in the door: “I am glad that I made that 'declaration of Independence.’” As Philena stood on the porch, with Gideon’s kiss still warm on her lips, she blushed and said: “I think I must have made a ‘Declaration of Independence’ to-day, but I’m not sorry.”—Wake Bobin, in Arthur’s Home Magazine.

LORD BACON’S WEAKNESS. Be VTu Given to Dosing Himself Con* tin amity. If the stories told of the whims and peculiarities of Lord Bacon are true, the great man was far from great in some things. When, for example, he turned his mind away from the task of writing Shakespeare’s plays, and from elaborate efforts both to conceal and reveal his authorship—as some critics would have us believe—and turned it upon his own bodily ailments, real and prospective, he became positively little, says the Youth's Companion. in spring it was his custom to go out for a drive in an open carriage during showers, that he might receive “the benefit of irrigation,” which he was wont to say was very wholesome because of the nitre in the air. He had extraordinary notions respecting the virtue of nitre, which he conceived to be of inestimable value in the preservation of health. So great was his faith in it that he swallowed three grains, either alone or with saffron, in warm broth, every morning for over thirty years. He was apparently fond of exercising medical treatment upon himself. Once a week he took a dose of the “wa;er of Mithridate” diluted with strawberry water. At least once a month he made a point of swallowing a grhin and a half of “castor” in his broth at breakfast for two successive days; and every sixth or seventh day he drank a quantity of rhubard. He “took the air” in some high and open place every morning, the third hour after sunrise, and selected, when it was possible, a place where he could enjoy the perfume of musk roses and sweet violets. Besides thus breathing the pure air of nature, he was fumigated with the smoke of lignaloes, with dried bays and rosemary. He was a hearty eater, and when young, preferred game and poultry, but in after life he gave the choice to butcher’s meat, well beaten before being roasted. At every meal his table was strewn with flowers and sweet herbs. j- ,, In spite of all this whimsical care, Lord Bacon’s health does not api>ear to haye been any more remarkable than that of many men who spend no time on such foolish practices. Rover linew the Portrait. Since -the painting of that famous banch^of grapes with which Apelles is said to have deceived the fowls of the air, it has been an undecided question whether animals recognize fac similes in pictures. It is certain that they sometimes recognize portraits. The young master of a beautiful collie dog suddenly died. The dog was inconsolable. For weeks he roamed about in search of the lost one, exhibiting the mute and touching grief that animals sometimes show for the dead. One day a portrait of the boy was brought home,, and it was proposed to bring Rover in to see if he would recognize it. The moment he came into the room the portrait caught his eye, and he sprang forward with joyful bark., reaching up to touch it with his paws. When he found that it was only an inanimate surface his disappointment was pitiful to see.—N, Y Tribune.

Considerate. A story is told of a grocer engaged in business in a London suburb, to the effect that he once declined to attend a very popular concert even though a free ticket was offered him. “Ye see,” he said to the person who gave him the ticket, “If 1 went I’d see so many people who owe me money for groceries it would spoil my fun, and the sight o’ me would spoil theirs. Til stay heme.” —Harper’s Round Table. Fourth of July astronomy. Our stars to-night are floating high. To greet the stars that line the sky; These sparkle out from banners bright. And those drop down their silver light; While rocket stars between them go On shining errands to and fra —Youth’s Companion Couldn’t Possibly See. , Cora—I’d like to see myself fire off a pistol on the Fouth. Merritt—Of course you would, mj dear. 'When a woman fires a pistol she always shuts her eyes.—Judge. The "Worst Always Happens. ' Merritt—Johnny fell overheard. Cora—Is that what he’s crying about? Merritt—No; he had all his firecrackers in his pocket.—Judga.

WHO WERE PROTECTED? High Tariff Laws Made for Bondholders aad Capitalists. The statistics of occupations collected for the last census tell the same story in effect as statistics previously collected in regard to the proportion of our people who have been or can be benefited by duties on imports. It has long be^n practically admitted by the protectionists themselves that tariff taxes cannot be of any use to those who produce a surplus for export and who for any reason are not exposed to foreign competition. For .years anthracite coal and raw cotton, for exnmole, have been free' of duty under republican tariff laws. It is true that the protectionist legislators have put duties on wheat, oats, dairy products, animals, etc., of which we produce a surplus, but they practically admitted all the while that they were doing this to fool the northern farmers— admitted it by putting cotton and hard coal on the free list and keeping them there. For the same reason that anthracite coal miners and cotton and wheat growers cannot be protected by duties, nearly all of the 9,013,201 persons classified together in the census as engaged in agriculture, fisheries and mining cannot be protected. For the most part they produce a surplus which they must sell in foreign markets in competition against all the world, and but very few of them are exposed to foreign competition in the home market.

The 944,323 persons who were Tendering1 professional services in 1890 were not protected by the tariff. The same is true of the 4,360,506 persons rendering domestic and personal service and the 3,325,962 persons engaged in trade and transportation. There is no foreign competition in the practice of law and medicine, or in preaching, or in making newspapers, or in keeping boarding houses and restaurants, or in domestic service, or in operating railroads, or in any of the Occupations in the different grand divisions of industry mentioned, with a very few and numerically unimportant exceptions. . We have left, then, only the 5,091,669 persons employed in the manufacturing and mechanical industries who can be tariff-protected to any considerable extent. The most numerous classes even in this division cannot la protected, because they render services which must necessarily be rendered in the country, or because they produce a surplus for export. The 611,400 carpenters and joiners cannot be tariffprotected, because we do not import houses, barns and other structures readymade. The same is substantially true of the 190,000 other woodworkers, the 159,000 brick and stone masons, the 177.000 machinists, the 289,000 dressmakers, the 205,000 blacksmiths and the 60,000 brick and tile makers. The 213.000 boot and shoe makers either do custom work which cannot be done abroad or make a surplus for export. We have 220,000 painters, glaziers and varnishers who are not exposed to competition, and we have smaller numbers in many other occupations, but a very large number in tlie aggregate, who are similarly situated and whom no tariff laws can benefit in any way. Upon a eareful examination of the list of employments under the head of manufacturing and mechanical it will be found that not more than 1,2*X),000 at the outside can be supposed to be benefited in any way by the tariff. Great numbers oven of these are engaged in the production of articles which are largely exported and sold in competition with like articles produced in other countries. There are 1?3,000 cotton mill operatives, 144,500 iron and steel workers and 66,300 molders, for example, only a part of whom can be benefited by the tariff, because they are as completely independent of fo/cign competition as are the cotton growers of the southern states. The unprotected in these employments far outnumber the protected miners and others in the other industrial divisions, and we may safely say that the whoje number of those who can possibly be benefited by tariff legislation does riot exceed 1,100,000. As the total number engaged in gainful occupations was over 22,700,000, the number of the protected in our industrial hive could not have been more than one out of every twenty. In the list of classes engaged in gainful occupations we find “manufacturers and officials of manufacturing companies, 103,205.” Chiefly for the benefit of these and thd stockholders in manufacturing concerns was the protective tariff created. Chiefly for the benefit of these the republicans for thirtythree years persecuted commerce, artificially increased the prices of necessaries and made the conditions of life harder for all the rest of the people. And they promise to do the same again if the opportunity is given them. And they promise to do it for the benefit of wage workers. They will not have the opportunity. The experience of partial relief under the democratic tariff, supported by the census demonstration that only one in twenty of the industrial people can in any way be benefited by protection, will make it hardly possible for McKinleyism to triumph again in 1896. or fear very many years to come.—Chicago Chronicle.

-It is agreed by all observers and writers upon industrial and commercial subjects that iron is t' e barometer of business. When the iron business is dull there is a universal dullness. But the iron business is not dull now. Since it was an accepted republican principle • for the last two years that the party in power must be held responsible for the industrial condition of the country we are somewhat surprised that some of^ the honorable organs of the party do not come out and give the democratic administration credit for the improved condition.— Utica (N. Y.) Observer. -McKinley and Reed, watching the Harrison boom in New York these days, get all the comfort they can from the fact that it is still several months to the fall planting in the year before ’86. —N. Y. World.

UNMISTAKABLE SIGNS. cratle Control. Mere claims and arguments axe sophistries when antagonized by stubborn facts. Some of the more dismal calamity howlers try to keep alive the delusion that times axe not improving1 and that the conntry is in a condition of •offering from which there is no proa* pect of relief. Bat the truth show* this wailing minority to be composed of drones and the victims of melancholia. Since March 1 there has been a general advance bf wages all over the country. Thousands who were in a state of enforced idleness have been given remunerative employment. Business is better in every department. The reports of the national banks an compiled by the comptroller show that depositors are more prosperous and that there is more money circulating through the channels of trade. Important enterprises involving the expenditure of a vast amount of money that were awaiting a more settled condition of affairs, are now beinir pushed.

There is an improved tone in tbs metal market. The iron and steel trade is in a remarkably healthy condition, as is evidenced by the starting up of mills all over the country. Rail* roads from coast to coast feel the impetus of enlivened trade and are in the market for new equipment and steel rails for renewal. The manufacturing establishments that are turning out the latter are running night and day; their stock has greatly advanced in value, those of the larger concerns nearly doubling. The iron and steel trade is regarded as an unfailing barometer by shrewd business men and the outlook could not be more to their liking. The most notable portion of this welcome change has been brought about in the lust ten weeks. It was three years ago under the sway of McKinley ism that the country began to lose ground. We are now recovering it with a rapidity that shows the wonderful recuperative powers of the nation, and the most conservative concede that an era of general prosperity is at hand. The present progress under a democratic tariff bill is doing more to overthrow ultra protectionism than all the oratory and appeal that could be brought to bear on the subject. It is also strongly turning the tide in favor of sound money, for conditions that bring prosperity are conditions which the people of the United States do not want changed. The irresistible logic of events is converting, the masses to the true and abiding principles of emocracy. -r Detroit Fret Press. THE NEW SECRETARIES,

President Cleveland’s Wisdom In the Re rent Appointments. Mr. Cleveland has made an obviously excellent choice for the state departs ment. Mr. Olney is not only a tested and trusted adviser, inclose sympathy with thfe president’s ideas, but he was in equally close sympathy with the late Mr. Gresham, who frequently con-| suited him, and who relied on his judgment. He will be prepared to administer the department with entire consistency along the lines so far determined by his lamented predecessor and by the president. He will also be fully equal to any fresh requirements that may present themselves. He is a man of ability and trained mind, capable of broad views, and at once firm and candid. He - cannot resist more completely than did JMr. Gresham the influence of the unscrupulous enemies of the administration, but by temperament he is probably less sensitive, to their shameful abuse. The jingoes, of whatever party, will but waste their breath in railing at him, and he will present to them, as he certainly will to any possible foreign opponents of a just American policy, an imperturbable front. The appointee to the department oi justice, Mr. Judson Harmon of Cincinnati, bears an excellent reputation as a lawyer and jurist, and will doubtless perform the duties of the office adequately.—X. Y. Times. COMMENTS OP THE PRESS. -McKinley’s presidential boom is so weighted with McKinleyism that it has no fair chance with the others. He should unload.—Chicago Chronicle. -The Ohio convention indorsed McKinley and, “turned down” alt his friends. McKinley knows enough Ohio politi^ to estimate the sincerity of Foraker’s probable support.—Albany Argus. -“Free silver or bust,” is the watchword of the western republicans. The alarm of the party leaders is great and undisguise± fie publicans can afford to let democrats alone fjr awhile and nurse their own troubles.—Chicago Chronicle. ? -There is a general solicitude to learn whether Gen. Harrison experienced any physical pain by coming in sudden contact with a presidential bee when he sat down on McKinley’s hat in New York. It is just possible that he crushed the bee.—Detroit Free Press. r, . ' . a -It will be noted that the up* ward movement of wuges is particularly strong in those lines of industry most directly affected by the democratic tariff. Evidently there are no more presidencies in calamity-howling, and the occupation of the high tariff spellbinder is gone forever.—Albany Argus. -It’s bad enough for McKinley when wages are being increased in other sections of the country, but when Ohio manufacturing concerns follow in the line it’s positive treason. It is possible that the recent advances * in Youngstown and Warren have been influenced by Foraker.—Kansas City Times. -Mr. McKinley is just beginning to realize that Foraker’s indorsement as the senatorial candidate of the Ohio republicans is worth more than his own indorsement for the presidency. Mr. McKinley was never good at ad ▼alorems. His tariff was almost wholly specific, and too specific at that. —St Louis Republic. ^