Pike County Democrat, Volume 28, Number 11, Petersburg, Pike County, 23 July 1897 — Page 3

THE BALLAD OF SLEEP. "Who rides so closely at my aide. Adown the dusky twilight land? 'What bold highwayman, hollow-eyed. With visor black, and stealthy hand? JXach night he cometh unawares. Or bright the stars, or dark the sky; (Be heareth naught of tears or prayers; No threat avails, nor piteous sigh. 40old hath not lured him to the strife; For treasure-store he doth not bide; tout of that boon called human life He cries, relentlessly: ‘•Divide!” ' ■“Give of that precious guerdon—time! The hours when thou wouldst labor long. And weave thy slender thread of rhyme Into the woof of human song. How changed thou art. oh, robber grim. Since erst I looked on thee In love. Nor feared thy phantom visage dim. Nor felt the iron ‘neath thy glove. Once thou didst woo me tenderly Within thy purple realms to rest; Through dream-lit ways I rode with thee. My shadow-steed with thine abreast; Nor grudged thee then the glorious gift. For youth was mine, with years of gain; Now. brief the days!—I pray thee lift Thy gantlet from my bridle rein! In vain I plead: “One night of grace!" (The task so sa*eet! the world so wide!) The phantom horseman rides apace. And sternly cries: "Divide! divide!" I yield unto this bandit. 81eep, *- Whose sable pennons nod and sway; He drags me to his dungeon-keep! He binds me ;tlll the break of day! —Emma Huntihgton Nason, in N. T. Independent.

lT»r«r«pr«r«r«r«<‘*<,K*K*i^jririririririr 3 “TO mu THAT HATH.” i 3 < BY ANNA NATHAN METER. JrifiprrrifKyrrK'iriPriPiPrJ * i MRS. AMANDA HEMINGWAY MASON gave a satisfied glance about the room; she assured herself once more that all was in readiness. There were the tables and the chairs, the pens and the ink, the stamps, the patent envelope moistenefs, the Social Register, and. last of all, to w hich her eyes turned in fond pride, the neat piles of daintilyprinted pamphlets—the appeals upon which were pinned the hopes of the West Side Exchange for Gentlewomen —the appeals that were to magnetize the dollars from the pockets of the very tnisers. - Mrs. Amanda Hemingway Mason, the president of the society, certainly had every right to feel satisfied, for she had been a committee of one to attend to the preparation of these appeals. Not only had the florid sketch of the society's rise ami progress emanated from her pne, and the many-sided and irrefragable arguments for its continued support, but to her sense of the fitness of things were due the size of the pamphlet, the width of the margin, the appearance of the cover, the selection of the type and the colorof the ink. Not a •ingle^detail of workmanship had escaped her eye. In the thousand"and one little matters that constantly arose between her and the printer she had felt a delicious and novel thrill. She had always cherished secret ambitions in a literary way. In the correction of the proofs (both galley and paged) there had been vouchsafed hern breath of the divine afflatus. And now at last the great work was done; the little books were ranged in orderly piles and lay ready to be slipped Into their envelopes and sent abroad upon their triumphant mission. Each t»ore the magnificent title (done with a discreet variation of red and black ink): AN APPEAL TO THE BENEVOLENT OF THE METROPOLIS. An Account of the Work and Needs of the WEST-81 DE EXCHANGE FOR .GENTLEWOMEN.

Mrs. Mason was fingering one of the pamphlets with pardonable pride when the door bell rang and the secretary af the siiiety entered. prepared for work. “Have they come?" she asked, anxiously. The president nodded towards the pile. The secretary took one up. “Oh. how pretty they are! They will be quite irresistible.” The rest of the board entered shortly in groups of twos and threes, and at last all were settled down to work earnestly in directing the envelopes. The sound of many pens scratching away merrily was broken only now and then by a laughing remark or spicy bit of personality. “Mrs. Melrose Montagu? H’m!” exclaimed one. “Must be a pretty stirring appeal to move her." “Better sprinkle some grated onions In to draw her, tears,” laughed another. "Mrs. Hem as Hums,” said the secretary. “Oh. what's the use? We’ve sent her appeals every year, and we have never got one cent from her. though •he’s as rich as Croesus.” Mentally the president corrected: “But not this appeal.” “Why. yes.” some one answered. “We re.aily should send her a bill for postage. we have wasted so many stamps on her." The afternoon passed by. interrupted only by the appearance of the little maid with bread and butter and tea. “There’s one thing," remarked the president. with a sigh of satisfaction: “I’m sure there are no mistakes. If there’s one thing I hate more than another it’s typographical errors. To begin with, there’s no excuse for them, as a skillful proof-reader should correct them. And, besides, there’s something so cruel, so Irrevocable, about them.” “Yes," chimed in the treasurer; “no amount of apologizing can ever make up for them.” “I see you have Miss Smy the with the final e." said the vice president. The president smiled her contentment. “And Mrs. Zcrbolotzki will smile with pleasure to see herself for once correctly spelled,” said some one. “That’s worth about $50 to us alona,",

replied another. The president beamed. At six o’clock the ladies left, 'i'wo of them drove off to the branch post office in the neighborhood to deposit the appeals safely, and the president was left alone with the great task accomplished. That night Mrs. Mason had not been* in bed ten minutes before a terrible thought struck chill to her veins. “It can’t be possible!” she exclaimed, yet rose instantly, donned her wrapper and went to the parlor in order to make sure. There she lit the gas and seized one of the pamphlets. Turning the pages rapidly to the treasurer’s report, i she eagerly glanced down the columns of figures and was turned to stone. Seme dreadful mistake of the printer (this time she did not accuse the proofreader) had placed a sum of $21,000 in the wrong column, and instead of showing a deficit of that amount had made it appear as if the society had $21,000 j more than was needed for current ex

penses. What could be done? All that money spent in vain; all that time wasted; all that eloquence! It was cruel. And, more serious even than all that, an institution on the verge of bankruptcy was bringing itself to the attention of everybody as a successful, well-sup-ported enterprise of philanthropy. Of course it was hopeless now to expect a single answer to the appeal. No one was going to waste a dollar on a society with $21,000 more in the treasury than it needed. The distracted president paced up and down in agony. Oh. how could he? How could he? Had she not explained so elaborately and copied it all so carefully, that this $21,000 was only a loan and had been paid back, every penny, last year? Oh, dear! It was ridiculous to expect anyone to study it all out and add and subtract in order to And out the exact situation. No. there was no help for it; it would pro abroad that the West Side Exchange for Gentlewomen was in excellent financial condition, and not a helping hand would be stretched out to them—not one. She had heard people speak of printers’ devils; well, they were rightly named. Oh. wouldn’t she go down the next morning! wouldn’t she! But what could she do? No amount of scolding would ever change the dismal situation. The mischief was done. Not a penny would come to them from the beloved appeals. There was only one honorable course to pursue. She must put her hand into her pocket and pay for the expense Of printing. That would be $30. And then there was the poststamps because they had thought firstclass matter was more dignified. That would be $20. Fifty dollars in all. from a widow’s slender purse. Poor Mrs. Mason went back to her bed. but not to sleep. As long as the night was, it was not long enough, for the dread grew upon her of being obliged to face her colleagues after the dreadful error should be known. She remained at home all the morning. waiting for a ring of the door bell that never came. At noon the postman’s whistle aroused her. and she went to the door herself to take the mail from him. There were three letters, which she tore open in nervous haste. The first was from Mrs. Remas Burns. “I am. so delighted to read,” it ran, “of your great success. I see you have S21.000 surplus money in the treasury. I'n’t it delightful? I have Jong put off becoming a member. You may put me down now as a patron at $25 a year, and. having kept you waiting so long, I really feel that I owe you the inclosed

SEIZED ONE OF THE PAMPHLFT3. check fur $100 to make up for my dilabtoriness.” The second was from Mrs. Melrose Montagu. “I inclose a check for $500,** she wrote, ”for your magnificent and successful work. It gives me much pleasure to know that you are getting on so well. If nothing happens I shall be glad to repeat this subscription uext year and the year after that. I am going to get my mother and my sister both to be patrons, for certainly you deserve the support of all t hinking women.” And the third was from the treasurer: **I hear on all sides nothing but praise for the beautiful appeal. We shall succeed. thanks to your skill and devotion. j I rush to my desk to let you know that i ! 1 met our funny old neighbor. Mr. Win- j I try, this morning, and he say* he was j much pleased with our report, and hints I that he may have one of-his houses in j j the neighborhood for us rent free. j Don't say anything yet; but isn’t it ! touching how the people are coming j forward at last?**—Lippi neott’s Maga- ] line. HU Sad Fix. “Yes. sir. 1 repeat that in my opinion j Jonathan Doxey is a ruined man. and that he is merely keeping up appearances in order to try to find some way of getting out of his present .difficulties.” “You surprise me! What has led I you to this conclusion?” “I asked him for his daughter’s hand in marriage yesterday, and he gave his consent without a murmur. What would you do if you were in my place, | run away or stay here and try to lira i It down f*—Cleveland Leader.

TALMAGE’S SEEMON. A Practical Sermon to the Great Army of Clerks. ▲drice u to Conduct in Btuin«u-In* porta nee of the Habit* of Industry, Punctuality end Obedience to Employers.

Rev. T. DeWitt Talmage addresses the following1 sermon to the great host of clerks in stores, offices and other places. It is based on the texts: And a certain woman named Lydia, a seller of purple, of the city of Thyatira, which worshiped God, heard us: whose heart the Lord opened.—Acts xvL, 14. Seest thou a man diligent in his business He shall stand before kings.—Proverbs, xxiL, 29. The first passaged introduce to you Lydia, a Christian merehantess. Her business is to deal in purple cloths or silks. She is not a giggling nonentity, but a practical woman, not ashamed to work for her living. All the other women of Philippi and Thyatira have been forgotten; but God has made immortal in our text Lydia, the Christian saleswomen. The other text shows you a man with head, and hand, and heart, and foot all busy toiling on up until he gains a princely success. “Seest thou a man diligent in his business? He shall stand before kings.” Great encouragement in these two passages for men and womenr who will be busy, but no solace for those who are waiting for good luck to show them, at the foot of the rainbow, a casket of buried gold. It is folly for anybody in this world to wait for something to turn up. It will turn down. The law of thrift is as inexorable as the law of the tides. Fortune, the magician, may wave her wand in that direction until castles and palaces come; but she will, after hwhile, invert the same wand, and all the splendors will vanish into thin air. There are certain styles of behavior which lead to usefulness, honor and permanent success, and there are certain styles of behavior which lead to dust, dishonor and moral default. 1 would like to fire the ambition of young people. 1 have no sympathy with those who would prepare young folks for life by whittling down their expectations. That man or woman will be worth nothing to church or state who begins life cowed down. The business of Christianity' is not to quench but to direct human ambition. Therefore, it is that I utter words of encouragement to those who are occupied as clerks in the stores, and shops, and banking houses of the country. They are not an exceptional class. They belong to a great company of tens of thousands who are in this country, amid circumstances which will either make or break them for time and for eternity. Many 'of these people have already achieved a Christian manliness and a Christian womanliness which will be their passport to any position. 1 have seen their trials. I have watched their perplexities. There are evils abroad which need to be hunted down, and dragged out into the noonday light. In the first place, I counsel clerks to remember that for the most part their clerkship is only a school from which they are to be graduated. It takes about eight years to get into one of the learned professions. It takes about eight yeears to get to be a merchant, Some of you will be elerks all your lives, but the vast majority of you are only in a transient position. After awhile, some December day, the head men of the firm will call you into the back office, and they will say to you: “Now. you have done well by us; we are going to do well by you. We invite you to have an interest in our concern.” You will bow to that ediet very gracefully. Getting into a street car to go home, an old comrade will meet you and say: “What makes you look so happy to-night?” ‘‘Oh,” you will say, “nothing, nothing.” But in a few days your name will blossom on the sign. Either in the store or bank where you are now, or in some other store or sbauk, you will take a higher position than that which you now occupy. Sol feel I am not addressing people who will yet have their hand on the helm of the world’s commerce, and you will turn it this way or that; now clerks, but to be bankers, importers, insurance company directors, shippers, contractors, superintendents of railroads—vour voice mighty “on ’change"—standing foremost in the great financial and religious enterprises of the day. For,though we who are in the professions may, on the platform, plead for the philanthropies, after all, the merchants must come forward with their millions to

suspend the movement. Be, therefore, patient and diligent in this transient position. You are now where you can learn things you can never learn in any other place. What you consider your disadvantages are your grand opportunity. You see an affluent father some day come down .a prominent street with his son who has just graduated irom the university, and establishing him in business, putting 850.00# of capital in the store. Well, you are envious. You say: “Oh, if 1 only had a chance like that young man—if 1 only had a father to put $50,000 in a business for me. then 1 would nave some chance in the world.** Be not envious. You have advantages over that young man which he has not over you. As well might I come down to the docks when a vessel is about to sail for Valparaiso, and say: “Let me pilot this ship out to sea.** Why. 1 would sink crew and cargo before 1 got oat of the harbor, simply because 1 know nothing about pilotage. Wealthy sea captains put their sous before the mast for the reason that they can learn to be successful sailors. It is only under drill that people get to understand pilotage and navigation, and 1 want you to understand that it takes no more skill to conduct a vessel out of the harbor and across the sea, than to steer a commercial establishment clear of the rocks. You see every day tne folly of people going into a business they know nothing about. A man male—

a fortune in one business; thinks there is another occupation more comfortable; goes into it and sinks alL Many of the commercial establishments of our cities are giving their clerks a mercantile education as Yale, or Har- | vard, or Princeton are giving scientific attainment to the students matriculated. The reason there, are so many men foundering in business from year to year, is because their early mercantile education was neglected. Ask the men in high commercial circles, and they will tell you they thankGod for this ; severe dicipline of their early clerkship. You can afford to endure the I wilderness march, if it is going to end in the vineyards and orchards of the promised land.

But you say: “Will the womanly ! clerks in our stores hare promotion?” Yes. Time is coining when women will be as well paid for their toll in mercantile circles as men are now paid 'for their toil. Time is coming when a woman will be allowed to do anything she can do well. It is only a little while ago when women knew nothing of telegraphy, and they were kept out of a great many commercial circles where they are now welcome; and the time will go on until the woman who at one counter in a store sells $5,000 ■ worth of goods in a year, will get as high a salary as the man who at the other counter of the same store sells 35.000 worth of goods. All honor to Lydia, the Christian saleswoman. The second counsel 1 have to give to clerks is that you seek out what are ! the lawful regulations of your establishment, and then submit to them. Every well-ordered house has its usages. In military life, on ship's deck, in commercial life, there must be order and discipline. Those people who do not learn how to obey will never know how to command. I will tell you what young man will make ruin, financial and moral; it is the young man who thrusts his thumb into his vest and says: ‘‘Nobody shall dic^ tate to me, I am my own master; 1 will not submit to. the regulations of this house.” Between an establishment iu which all the employes are under thorough discipline aud the establishment in which the employes do about as they choose, is the difference between success and failure— between rapid accumulation and bankruptcy. Do not come to the store ten minutes after the time. Be there within two seconds, and let it be two seconds before, instead of two seconds ■ after. Do not think anything too insignificant to do well. Do not say: ; “It's only just once.” From the most | important transaction in commerce down to the particular style in which you tie a string around a bundle, obey orders. Do not get easily disgusted. While others in the store may lounge, or fret, or complain, you go with ready hands, and cheerful face, and contented spirit to’your work. When the bugle sounds, the good soldier asks no questions, but shoulders his knapsack, fills his canteen and listens for the command of “march.” Do not get the idea that your interests and those of your employer are antagonistic. His success will be your honor. His embarrassment will be your dismay. Expose none of the frailties of the firm. Tell no store secrets. Do not blab. Rebuff those persons who come to find out from clerks what ought never to be known outside the store. Do not be among those young men who take on a mysterious air when something is said against the firm that employs them, as much as to say: “I could tell you something if I would, but I won't?” Do not be among those who imagine they can build themselves up by pulling somebody else down. Be not ashamed to be a subaltern. Again, I counsel clerks to search out what are the unlawful aud dishonest demands of an establishment, and resist them. In the 6,000 years that have i passed, there has uever been an occasion when it was one's duty to sin against God. It is never right to do wrong. If the head men of the firm expect of you dishonesty, disappoint- | them. “Oh,” you say: “I should lose my place then." Better lose your place than lose your soul. But you will not lose your place. Christian heroism is always honored. You go to the head j man of your store, aud say: “Sir, I want to serve you: I want to oblige you; it is from uo lack of industry on | my part; but this thing seems to me to ! be wrong. and it is a sin against mv conscience, it is a

j sin against God, and I beg you, | sir, to excuse me.” He1 may flush up and swear, but he will cool ; down, and he will have more admi- | ration for you than for those who submit to his evil dictation; and while : they sink, you will rise. l>o not, because of seeming temporary ad van - , tage, give up your character, young man. Under God. that is the only I thing you have to build on. Give up ! that, you give up everything. That : employer asks a young man to hurt J himself for time and for eternity, who ; expects him to make a wrong entry, ; or change an invoice, or say goods cost so much when they cost less, or impose upon the verdancy of a customer, or misrepresent a style of fabric. How j dare he demand of you anything so insolent? >. Again, I counsel all clerks to conquer the trials of their particular position. One great trial for clerks is the inconsideration of customers. There are people who are entirely polite everywhere else, but gruff and dictatorial and contemptible when they come into a store to buy anything. There are thousauds of men and women who go .from store to store to price things, without any idea of purchase. They ars not satisfied until every roll of goodsi* brought I down and they have pointed out all the real or imaginary defects. They try on all kinds of kid gloves, and stretch them out of shape. and they put on all styles of cloak and walk to the mirror to see how they look, and then they sail out of the store, saying: “I will not take it today,” which means. “I don’t want it at1 all,” leaving the clerk amid a wreck of ribbons, and laces, and cloths, to out a thousand dollars' worth

of goods—not one cent of which did that man or woman bny or expect to bay. Now I call that a dishonesty on the part of the customer. It a boy rnns into a store and takes a roll of cloth off the counter, and sneaks out into the street, you all join in the cry pell-mell: “Stop thief P When I see you go into a store, not expecting to buy anything but to price things, stealing the time of the clerk and stealing the time of his employer, I say, too: “Stop thief!” If I were asked which class of per* sons most need the grace of God amid their annoyances, I would say “dry goods clerks.” All the indignation of customers about the high prices comes on the clerk. For (instances: A great war comes. The manufactories are closed. The people go off to battle.

j.ne price oi goods runs up. A customer comes into a store. Goods have gone up. “How much is that worth?” “A dollar.” “A dollar. Outrageous. A dollar.” Why, whose to blame for the fact that it has got to be a dollar? Does the indignation go out to the manufacturer on the banks of the Merrimac. because they have closed up? No. Does the indignation go out toward the employer, who is out at his country seat? No. It comes on the clerk. He got up the war! He levied the taxes! He puts up the rents. Of course, the clerk! Then a great trial comes to clerks in the fact that they see the parsimonious side of human nature. You talk about lies behind the counter. There are just as many lies before the counter. Augustine speaks of a man who advertised that he would, on a certain occasion, tell the people what was in their hearts. A crowd assembled, and he stepped to the front and said: “I will tell you what is in your hearts: To buy cheap and sell dear?” Oh, lay not aside your urbanity when jou go into a store. Treat the clerks like gentlemen and ladies—proving yourself to be a gentleman or a lady. Remember, that if the prices are high and your purse is lean, that is no fault of the clerks. And if you hava a son or a daughter amid those perplexities of commercial life, and such a one comes home all worn out, be lenient, and know that the martyr at the stake no more certainly needs the grace of God than our young people amid the seven-times heated exasperations of a clerk's life. My word is to all clerks: Be mightier than your temptations. A Sandwich Islander used to think when he slew an eaemy all the strength of that enemy came into lxis own right arm. And I have to tell you tha* every misfortune you conquer is so much added to j our own moral power. With omnipotence for a lever, and the J throne of God for a fulcrum, you can move earth and Heaven. While there are other young men putting the cup of sin to their lips, you stoop down and drink out of the fountain of God. and you will rise up strong to thresh the mountains. The ancients used to think that pearls were fallen rain drops, which, touching the surface of the sea, hardened iuto gems, then dropped to the bottom. 1 have to tell you to-day that storms of trial have showered imperishable pearls into many a young man's lap. O, young man, while you have goods to sell, remem-. | ber you have a soul to save, in a hospital a Christian captain, wounded a few days before, got delirious, and in the midnight hour he sprang out on the door of the hospital, thinking he was in the battle, crying: “Come on, boys! Forward! Charge!'’ Ah! He was only battling the specters of his own brain. But it is no imaginary eondiet into which I call you,, young man, to-day. There are 10,000 spiritual foes that would capture you. In the name of God, up and at them. After the last store has been closed, after the last bank has gone down, after the shuttle of quick feet on the customhouse steps has stopped, after the loug line of merchantmen on the sea have taken sail of dame, after Washington, and New York, and London, and Vienna, have gone down into the grave where Thebes, and Babylon, and Tyre lie buried, after the great tire bells of the judgment day , have tolled at the burning of a world— i on that day all the affairs of banking houses and stores will come up for inspection. Oh, what an opening 'of account kooks! Side by side, the

clerics ana me men wuo emptovea theui. Every invoice made out—all the labels of goods—all certificates of stock —all lists of prices—ail private marks of the firm, now explained so everybody can understand them. All the maps of cities that were never built, but in which lots were sold. All bargains. All gougings. All snap judgments. All false entries. All adulterations of liquors with coppers and strychnine. All mixing of teas, and sugars, and coffees, and sirups, with cheaper material. All embezzlements of trust funds. All swindlers in coal, and iron, and oil, and silver, and stocks. On that day when the cities of this world are smoking in the last conflagration, the trial will go on; and down in an avalanche of destruction wiil go those who wronged man or woman, insulted Uod and defiled the judgment. Oh. that will be a great day lor you, honest Christian clerk. No getting up early; no retiring late; no walking around with weairy limbs; but a mansion in which to live, and a realm of light and love and joy. over which to ho.d everlasting dominion. iloist him up from glory to glory, and from song to song, and from throne to throne; for while others go down into the sea with their gold like a milestone hanging to their neck, this one shall come np the heights of amethyst and alabaster, holding in his right hand the pearl of great price in a sparkling, glittering, flam ing casket. The hardest things to believe are tliose most true. The perception of things everlasting is hard. So are things in nature, bnt they are true.— Rev. P. S. Henson, Baptist, Chicago, UL

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