Pike County Democrat, Volume 28, Number 21, Petersburg, Pike County, 1 October 1897 — Page 7

■L. 1 $htgikt®0untg§fW0frat «. IUC. STOOPS, Editor mod Ptoprlotor. PETERSBURG. • • INDIANA. WHEN THE TIDE GOES OUT. When the tide roes out, bow the foamflakes donee Through the wiry sedge-grass near the shore; How the ripples spark in the sunbeam’s glance. As they madly tumble the pebbles o'er! The barnacled rocks emerging seem. As their beards of seaweed are tossed about. Like giants who wake from a troubled dream And laugh for Joy when the Ude goes out When the Ude goes out, how the shining sands. Like silver, glisten and gleam and glow; How the sea-gulls whirl, in their joyous O’er the shoals where the breakers come and go! The coal-black driftwood, gleaming wet. Relic of by-gone vessel stout. With its clinging shells seems a bar of Jet, Studded with pearls, when the tide goes out. When the tide goes otfl. how the breeses blow The nodding plumes of the pine trees through, How the far-off ships, like flakes of snow. Are lightly sprinkled upon the blue! The sea. as he moves in his slow retreat, Like a warlor struggles for each redoubt, But with flashing lances the sandbars meet And drive him back when the tide goes out. When the tide goes out, how each limpid pool Reflects the sky and the fleecy cloud. How the rflis, like children set free from school. Prattle and plash and sing aloud! The shore-birds cheerily call, and while They dart and circle In merry rout. The face of the ocean seems to smile And the earth to laugh when the tide goes out. ■ When the tide goes out, as the years roll by. And life sweeps on to the outer bar. And I feel the chill of the depths that lie Beyond the shoala where the breakers are. 3 will not rail at a kindly fate. Or welcome age a-ith a peev ish pout, But still, with a heart of youth await The final wave, when the tide goes out. —Joe Lincoln, In L. A. W. Bulletin. vi..,n,nl»mmiiimmliln)il-iniif'iinin

QUEER DETECTIVES. I HOW A ROY, A CAMERA AND A LIGHTNING FLASH CAUGHT A THIEF. ; «« iimtimt> * *" *mi r* UUIVI AmnAUIf V i V 11^* FttQM an old-fashioned closet in an oldfashioned houseu number of sounds were issuing-, and presently a boy came ou. and went to the window. In his hand he held a camera which seemed i to require a deal of adjusting. The window was high above the ground, being in the second story, and commanded a view of a field and orchard to tire east. Almost below it a broad stone wali divided the lot from lire property of Fanner Tumkins. When the boy at length looked out av the window he looked down on a fine collection of watermelons, ripening in the sand on the opposite side of the wall. He had seen them to often to pay them much attention, but he presently whistled and chuckled. “So, he's got it up again,” he said. “Well, I hope he’ll have some luck." The thing that was “up” was a srigu. ■and it read: 120 reWard for Ir.ferm&tlon of anyoNe stealing these raellns. Silas Tumkins.

Still smiling. the boy with his camera a cut from the house and, running down the long back enclosure, came to a field. There the sun touched with j tight a crumbling old mill, with an ivy-covered wheel that for years, had failed to turn. “All right ut last,” called the boy; nevertheless he went down on his knees to arrange his lens and shutter, while j patiently waltiug, way up on one of the ; flanges of the wheel, stood a saucy- i looking girl. .Vs the boy art.se and turned the camera toward the mill. Farmer Turn- j Ions abruptly appeared from the trees. ••Well,” he said, rather harshly, “what jell foolin' around with now? Some new fung’.ed racket fer wastin' time, I reckon. What be yeh doin’?” “Taking pictures,” said the boy. "It's A camera." “Ye're always a foolin’ with sumthin* n*> good. Never seen yer like. Yeh better go home.” ”1 hope you don't object to my taking the mill," replied the boy. The farmer glanced toward the crurnbliug building aud caught sight of the girl. “(lit offen there!" he called. “Yeh bt tter git home an’ quit yer foolin’." The girl jumped down and scampered j away, w hile the man turned hack to the j bov. “Yea, l do objict," he snarled. “Yeh tain’t no call to take picUirs of the mill, I reckon—along o' tbet tomboy, Becky.” j Donald started for the house, out of j patience and disgusted. At the rear of j | the kitchen he was met by his aunt. “Why, Donald," she said, “1 thought j you bad started over to (Yank's with the eggs. Why do you spend ail your mornings with that useless, extravagaut machine? It seems to me you waste an awful lot of time and all your money for nothing;’’ He made ao effort to control himself. **Why, aunty. I’m sure it’s not such a ▼cry expensive thing; and it's innocent, anyhow." “Well—perhaps it is; but I do wish you’d go with the eggs." He went; but he reflected bitterly on Irani?s that everybody seemed to be , heaping on his "innocent" and instructive amusement. Becky seemed to be ■

the only one who took any interest or appreciated his work. On a warm afternoon, as Donald was walking through the woods to French’s pond, he was suddenly met by the slouchy son of the man named Sneaden —a fellow as tall as himself, who was holding by & string a new and dainty hat. “Eey, Sneaden,” said Donald, as the fellow tried to hide the hat, “how’d you coine by that?” “None of yer business,” said Sneaden. 44 Tain’t yourn, is it?” "No, but it isn’t yours, that’s sure,” answered Donald, who had recognized the hat as belonging to Becky. “You tell me where you got it, or you give it up.” “I wunt do neither,” Sneaden answered ; and he gathered up a handful of dust. “Then I’ll take it,” said Donald, stepping forward. Sneaden quickly threw the dust to blind the' other, and part of it indeed struck young Donald in the eyes, although he dodged. This made him angry, and he pitched into Sneaden with such vigor that the latter went down on his back in a jiffy. But Sneaden was strong, and he thrashed about like an eel in the gTass until both rolled over and over. Finally theTellow broke away and went dashing down the road. Donald soon found the hat, no longer clean and dainty, for both he and Sneaden had rolled upon It and crushed it in the dirt. He had thought for a moment to take it back to Becky, but after looking at the ruins, he hung it on a bush at the side of the road and went his way. During the week that followed Donald spent all the time he could spare with his camera, making experiments. He photographed clouds and things in motion, and got an effect of moonlight on the pond; but he wanted more than anything to have a try at lightning. Thunder storms, however. It seemed to him. had never been so rare. Though much absorbed, he frequently thought of Becky and wished that she could look at his pictures. As for Becky, she went very often to the crumbling old mill in the hope that Donald would come again to take the. photograph. The days being warm, she frequently threw off a blue serge jacket that she wore, and left it lying on the grass. At length one evening, just as the sun went down, the clouds came rolling

“Thet’a tvhat I done,** replied the termer, while his eyes began to blaze. **I found it right amongst my mellins; an’ the two biggest mellins which l hed are gone, an’ over half a dozen of the others is plugged, an’ somebody’s infer trouble. Don’t yeh reco’nize this jacket?” “It’s Becky’s, just as sure as th» world,” cried Donald. “Thet’s jest the size of it—Tomboy Becky’s. I've allers said what a tomboy she was, but this time she hev went too far!” “You don’t believe she took your melons?” said Mrs. Blair. “Of course he don’t,” Donald hastened to say. “Don’t I though,” answered the man. “Not when I find her jacket lyin’ in the patch? Huh!” “You don’t mean to make a whole lot of trouble for a girl and accuse her of taking your melons?” Mrs. Blair insisted. “Now, see here,” said the man. ‘Tm aimin’ to be fair, but somebody’s goin’ to hev trouble. I want the gal to come right here, an’ we’ll see what she says.” “Why, I guess she’ll come,” said Donald's aunt, “if I ask her. I’ll go right off and see. She’s only an orphan, but she’s good if she is a little lively.” She started as soon as she could, and the farmer went back to his melons tc wait. - Donald walked up and down. He was not worried about Becky’s innocence; he was sure of her honesty. His mind returned to the camera, and presently he found himself upstairs in the closet, developing the plate. Soon the light of his tiny ruby lantern revealed a wonderful negative, across the face of which were odd. crooked paths—the lightning's track across the sky—and dark objects began to appear in the foreground. The boy had just finished developing and fixing the plate when Mrs. Blair and Becky appeared. Farmer Tumkins had been watching, and now came forward. And when he asked the girl where her jacket had been left when last she had it, she flushed and failed to answer. “I tole yeh,” said the fanner. “An’ now, Mrs. Blair, yeh can't expect me to sthnd an’ do nuthin'!” “Why, what’s 1t all about?” asked the girl, a little frightened. “You never used to care.” “Hear heT standin’ there confessin’," said the man. “Well, I hev cared, or l

' AND I CAUGHT HIM. LOOK AT THAT!"

in great, heavy masses from the west, and the wind blew in' fitful gusts. A darkness, as of midnight, engulfed the trees and houses, and with heavy [rumblings a thunder storm caine rapidly on. Young Donald ran to the house and rushed to his room. With quick, nervous fingers he prepared his camera, and he opened the window to make more sure of his "exposure.” The darkness had now so increased that objects without could scarcely be discerned, yet the flashes of lightning had thus far been few, and all of them in the west. The camera was placed upon the sill of the window, which looked out to the east, its shutter bpen, so that when a flash should come ijs impression upon the plate would be instantly made. Nearer and nearer boomed the storm; the heart of Donald bounded with excitement. He felt that at any moment something wonderful might happen. Then the voice of his aunt came up the stairs: "Donald, 1 really must have some wood.” He groaned, but! ran down and out to the shed and chught up a dozen sticks of wood. He was just getting back when a sudden, blihding flash broke like a fiery crack across the sky; then came a boom and crash that almost deafened him. He threw the wood In the box in the kitchen and flew up the stairs like a cat. Seizing the camera, he clos«fd the shutter, then danced up and down in his glee. "Donald. Donald, I wiah you’d come back!” called his aunt again. "This is simply appalling, and I want you down here.” The rain had now commenced], and the window had to be closed.' But Donald was happy, and putting his box la the closet, went below. All evening the boy was wild to be up in his closet to "develop” his plate, but his aunt kept him downstairs. In the morning, while the chores about the place were being done, banner Tumkins climbed the wall and called to Donald and his aunt. In his hand the man was holding something soft and blue. "Donald," said he, “what'athet?” and he held up a blue serge jacket. "Why—where did you get it?” said Donald. "It’s nothing more than a jacket,” said his aunt. "Did you find it?**

i wouldn’t a put up the* notice; Ml* them | thet steals my melons—” “What?” cried the girl. “1 found yer jacket there amongst i 'em, an’ yeh can’t deny—” “Why I left it down by the mill,” ex j claimed Becky. “Hold onl Hold on! ” shouted Donald, j who suddenly appeared running toward [ the group, holding something’fiat in his j hand. “I’ve caught the thief! I*v« j caught him.” ~ They all stood amazed. “I put my camera—in the window—last night!” he panted, as he came up, “to get a picture—of lightning —and I got it—and the flash made—everything plain—and the thief was down—in your melons right then—and 1 caught him! Look at that!” He held aloft his finished plate and there across the sky were the lines of the lightning, like rivers on a map, and down in the foreground w ere not only the melons, dimly visible—but a figure a« well, “Sneaden!” cried Donald, “and he’s dropping Becky’s jacket, and he’s got two big melons under his arms!” It was nearly half an hour before a “print,” in blue, could be made from tne plate, and then all of them stood in wonder to see it, including the farmer and Donald's aunt. "Well, I snum!” said Mr: Tumkins. ’But I told yeh t.her’d be trouble fer the one thet took them melline, an’ there will. I reckon 1 owe yeh both a big appolegy—an’ a reward of $20 inter the bargain! An’ I’d like to jest divide it equal between yeh.” And he did. Short Sentence*. The liar layeth his own snare. The diagnosis does not cure the disease. To gather a dinner of herbs is to eat it with gusto. _ Who denies his offspring God hath already denied. The reformer never hesitates to make the devil fetch and carry. Economy consists in knowing whet, to spend and how to spare. A persistently slovenly maid will demoralise the most conscientious mistress. Bring me no water from a corrupted well; no gift from a gambler; from a liar no grace.—Katherine Groejean, to Judge.

ADMISSIONS OF oOLD ORGANS Windr Arttunent* That Have Occa Exploded. Nothing is more certain than the fact that the gold organs are compelled to pay a fancy price for evidence of returning prosperity resulting from the higher price of wheat and the sympathetic rise of other commodities. They have been compelled to get rid of the remains of several car loads of exploded theories and arguments. They have been driven to applaud what they have heretofore denounced, ^’“depreciated” dollar—“cheap money”—for the foliar will not buy nearly so much wheat as it bought awhile ago, and it will buy only half as much wool. In fine, the gold organs have been compelled to take refuge in the arguments which the f r^ee coinage men have been employing, to-wit: that higher prices are an evidence of prosperity; that low prices are an evidence of hard times; that prosperity to be real, must begin with the farmers and those who depend on them; that the prosperity of the farmers and their dependents can only come from profitable prices for their products; and that even when the dollar cheapens or depreciates with respect to only two products of the farm —wheat and wool—the result is beneficial. The Constitution is very glad to see the gold organs climb over the fence and take position with the democrats on these elemental and basic propositions—not because the admission is of any real importance, but because it presents these organs in a more ridiculous attitude than they have ever occupied before, impossible as that may

seem. A few months ago they were showing that higher prices would be a very severe blow to the workingmen, and to all who depend on wages. They presented long columns of windy arguments to prove that, the comfort of the wage-earners depended on low prices; that the low prices then prevailing were the natural and inevitable result of the progress of civilization and enlightenment, and that higher prices were the result of “depreciated” currency, “dishonest” dollars. I1 And yet, the moment that the dollar depreciates with respect to wheat and wool, two prime necessities to the workj ing people, the windy arguments of the ! gold organs explode like inflated paper I bags in the hands of naughty school- | boys—they explode, and that is the end of them. Therefore, owing to the depreciation of the dollar, we. have a new and a better condition. We are to have higher prices for food and winter clothJug. even if the working people do not get higher wages. Thus it falls out that the arguments of the democrats are proven to be sound, and the result is applauded by those who denied absolutely the truth of them. We have higher prices for some of the products of the farm, and the result is a distinct note of prosperity, to yrhich the whole country is promptly responsive. But how much better it would be for the country if the symptoms of better times now apparent had something more substantial behind them than dependence on continued failure of the wheat crops in Europe, India and Argentina. Should those countries be blessed next year with even average crops of wheat, the present price of our wheat cannot of course, be sustained. But notwithstanding the fact that such prosperity as we are enjoying is entirely providential in character, we should make the most of it and rejoice at it. While so doing we should strengthen and fortify ourselves by taking measures to give permanence to prosperity by reforming our currency system and putting it on a solid and substantial basis. A cheaper dollar, the result of bimetallism, is no less sound or honest than the cheaper dollar resulting from short crops in Europe or from tariff legislation. That is a fact which must be clear to the dullest mind.—Atlanta Constitution.

PRESS COMMENTS. -The McKinley bill has its Ilome- , stead and the Dingley bill has its Hazlei ton.—Des Moines Leader. -There is more retaliation than ’ reciprocity under the McKinley administration.—Kingston Leader. -It is thought that Mr. Hanna is I personally responsible for the high !■ price of wheat.—Atlanta Constitution. -The misfortunes of other nations j tend to promote American prosperity, j in spite of the Dingley tariff.—Albany i Argus. -—The thanks which should be given I to Almighty God for abundant harvests ! seem to be tendered by republican organs to McKinley and Dingley.— i Newburg Register. -There is a grad uaity but steadilygrowing impression that as a president Mr. McKinley is, to borrow an expres1 sion from the vernaoular of the street, | a “four flusher.”—Wheeling Register. -The anxiety shown by Speaker | Reed and Secretary Gage to reply to | the arguments of Bland and Bryan j takes the edge off their assertions that ! the silver question is dead.—St. Louis j Republic. -There is no mystery about the coincidence of high tariffs and laboa troubles. Labor revolts upon being told that it won’t get any of the apple and [ that there “Isn’t going to be any core.” j —Chicago Chronicle. -The National Republican league has offered its services to Senator Han- | na In his campaign for rejection. The league may be of some little assistance, but the astute Obiornanager relies upon the “almighty dollar* aa the agency that will carry him through if anything can.—Manchester (X. H.) Union. -Speaker Reed’s elaborate picture of adversity and proeperity playing leapfrog since the foundation of the government gives rise to the suspicion that the republican party hasn’t been a-dotn* of its duty with regularity and dispatch in allowing adversity to have a jump at any stage of the game.— Louisville Post.

PAYING THE BILLS. President McKinley How Olaehatf. Ing Campaign Debts. Upon President McKinley alone rests the blame for the disgraceful act of his administration in appointing to the important post of naval officer of the customs at New Orleans Henry Demas, a disreputable negro politician. In a case of thil sort the president cannot shift the responsibility to the shoulders of too pliant subordinates; nor can he offer as excuse for the blunder personal ignorance of the unfitness of the appointee. The best citizens of Louisiana, irrespective of politics, joined in a protest against Demas. They sent delegations to the president armed fully with the private and official record of the man. He made the appointment with a full knowledge of Demas* character. Proofs of the facts were laid before Maj. McKinley and are nowin his possession, and he has admitted that he has read them and “was worried” by them. With all these facts before him it will naturally be asked why the president of the United States should have raised to official dignity a man whose mode of life is a constant offense to decent people. The answer is not- far to seek. The president made the appointment to fulfill a bargain made between Demas on one hand and William McKinley Osborne and Mark Hanna on the other. Demas and several of his “pals” were pledged and even sworn to support Reed in the St. Louis convention, and Osborne bought Demas with cash furnished by Hanna and a promise of this

office. President McKinley has now made himself an active partner in this bargain. shocking- in itself, but vastly more shocking in view of the character of the man with whom the president of the United States has locked arms. The appointment is so insulting to common decency that all elements of Louisiana citizens are preparing to fight confirmation in the senate. From reports of the widespread indignation which it has aroused in Louisiana it is evident that the act has not in jt even the poor merit of “good politics.” While the affair is lamentable and in its wickedness amounts to a national disgrace, yet there are in it the possibilities of good to the country. It is another exemplification of the dangers of syndicate politics, especially when controlled by a man like Hanna. It will also in working out disastrous results to McKinley and his party impress upon the minds of all politicians the truth of the old Latin proverb: “Nothing is profitable' which is not honest.”—St. Louis Republic. THE SHAME OF OHIO. ltosis Ilnnna'i Vulgarity and Demagoguery. Senators Foraker and Hanna, at Burton, O.. made a joint offer to convince the people that Hanna is the best man in that great state to succeed the eminent Sherman, and worthy of a place even among those illustrious senators of the past—-Swing and Wade and Corwin, Chase and Pendleton and Sherman. In frank and fulsome praise of Hanna. Foraker was not so extravagant as Hanna himself. Still Foraker let drop no hint of his hatred and jealousy of his rival for the control of thoOhio republican machine. And together this precious pair succeeded in proving beyond a doubt that, while each is a fit colleague for the other, neither is worthy of a plaoe> for which dignity, sincerity and statesmanship should be indispensable qualifications. Hanna's—speech will be a shock to the moral sentiment of the country. There have been other senators and other senatorial candidates of the type of this boodle-fund collector and partner of Wimberly, Cohen and Demas. But when in any of our great states has such a one stood before an intelligent and moral people and appealed to them on the very ground of his public immorality and exhibited to them the fulness of his vulgarity, his demagoguery, Ms hypocrisy and his colossal vanity? I saved the country; I discovered McKinley and elected him; I love the workingmen; rally round the flag and support me—these are specimen sentiments that give a faint idea of the tone of his harangue. In Ohio that was a black-letter day of shame.—-N. Y. World

A Forets* Trade Shewlnjr. The recent heavy outflow of breadstuffs and the diminution* of import* of merchandise due to overstocking be^ fore the passage of the Dingley law are reflected in a very remarkable foreign trade statement for August, Export* of domestic merchandise exceeded those of the corresponding month last year by $13,000,000. On the other hand, imports were the smallest recorded in any month for more than 18 years, so that the merchandise balance in our favor for the month is nearly $40,000,000. For the eight months of the calendar year ending with August the exports were $62,000,000 larger than in the same period of last year, but the inrush of foreign goods in advance of the new tariff legislation results in an increase of $75,000,000 of imports, so that the balance for the eight months is $14,500,000 against us. It is notable I that of the $75,000,000 increased im- | ports all but $9,000,000 was in nondutiable goods, largely wool, which came in free of duty under the Wilson law.—N. Y. Herald. , -Long ago it became apparent that the wholesale denudation of our forest lands was the source of great injury to many interests. Arbor day has been instuted in a number of states for the purpose of teaching the young how necessary the trees are to vast interests that cannot safely bo overlooked. The ' lumber schedule of the Dingley bill waa i regarded as a menace to those interest*, I and effort was made to prevent it* adoption, but without success. A premium baa been part on forest destruction.—Binghamton (N. Y.) Leader.

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