People's Pilot, Volume 2, Number 29, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 6 January 1893 — Page 7

THE MIND AND TRUTH. Give me the mind of man or maid, Intelligent enough to know That seeds of truth, wherever laid, Must have their time for fruit to grow. The while the winter rages round, Only a wilderness is seen; In early spring, above the ground, There comes the prophet speck of green. Through busy days and silent nights, Through frost and sleet and sun and rain, Through disappointment, grief and slights, We see mature the yellow grain. First is the blade and then the ear, And then the full and ripened corn; And thus goes on the wondrous year, Since man to time and truth was born. I know not how our diverse thought May like the wheatfield glorious be, Yet somehow, all as one is wrought, As branches in the spreading tree. It gives us gladness truth to seek, Our wages thus to manful earn, And in our broken words to speak The happy harvests we discern. So wisdom shows itself as ours, And diligent to aid and bless, We see the wheat amid the flowers, We see the weeds have happiness. For so from less we reach the more, While centuries but as moments seem; The ages give their growing store, Fulfilling love’s immortal dream; And we amid the garden stand, Or wander in the fields so fair, To find our earth is Holy Land, And God and goodness everywhere! —William Brunton.

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AMERICAN PUSH.

EDGAR FAWCETT COPYRIGHT. 1891. BY THE AUTHORS' ALLIANCE.

CHAPTER IX. —CONTINUED. For the first time Kathleen looked full into his face. Let it be forgiven her when recorded that the curious complexity which we call a woman’s heart throbbed strangely. No woman was ever really the lover of two men at the same time; but many a woman has believed that she could have love (and passionately and truly loved) some man whom she has known while still loving the object of her first allegiance. Perhaps it was this way with Kathleen; perhaps the fact of Clarimond’s great rank wrought with her more than she would have wished to tell. Women are shaped from self-contradictions, not because they are in the main weaker than men (it will some day be scientifically disclosed, no doubt, that they are strong where men are weak and weak where men are strong), but because millions of years have lapsed in which they have served as slaves to the alleged lords of creation. Yet is this, after all, a true philosophic view of things, and is not a stern wrong done to Kathleen, when we assert of her that she felt one whit more disarrayed than a like environment would have rendered, one of the other sex, this nearness of sovereignty being feminine, not masculine? Few men, if history does not err, have resisted the blandishments of queens. And Clarimond; if he dealt in no blandishments, bore himself at all times with that magnetic demeanor which would have made his greatness quite secondary in the eyes of not a few women on whom he might have chosen benignly to beam. Lightly he now pursued, with his gaze fixed upon Kathleen's face in a way that somehow belied the levity of his words: “Oh yes, the weather here is my only rebel and my only traitor. I’ve an idea about it; I’ve decided that it is only endurable when we don’t think of discussing it. Am I not right, and do we not respect it most when, like Caesar’s wife, it is above suspicion?” Laughing, enjoying the pleasantry, Kathleen threw back her head. Now for the first time had she a moment of real, vivid social distraction. "I resent this rebellion, monsieur;” she said, “on the part of your Saltravian weather. Still, as yet, I’ve no personal grudge against it. When a rainy day comes I shall ask you to give me some preliminary edict, that I may read it to the insurgent elements, signed with your royal seal.” “Have you as much faith in my power as that, mademoiselle?” he asked, drawing closer to her. “I assure you I am a very small sort of king.” “You’re the first that I’ve ever met,” she answered, gathering boldness. "If they are all like you, monsieur, I shouldn’t be afraid to meet any of them—not ever the tsar of Russia.” “Russia?” he said, his sunny face clouding a little. “Do you care for that country?” "It’s romantic to us who do not know it. It’s so far away, monsieur, and so—" "Barbarous," he replied, a little harshly. “Yes, being the most uncivilized of European countries, Russia is hence the most romantic. Her very patronymics, with their bristling thickets of consonants, seem like lairs for the imps of assassination; and one need only hear the words ‘Masco' and ‘Odessa’ and ‘Volga’ to feel as if one had been assisting at a conspiracy of nihilists.” He ended these words almost sternly, but at once his face lightened and his voice grew kind. “Pardon me, mademoiselle,” he pursued. “I try to be without rancors. Usually I succeed in showing none. Of all times this is the last when I should remember them. Shall I tell you why?" “If you wish, monsieur?” "Then my reason is this: That I read in your face, in your manner—will you pardon me for saying so?—the evidence of a sorrow which does not consort with your unquestionable youth, and— will you still pardon me?—with your very extraordinary beauty.” “A sorrow?” faltered Kathleen, drooping her eyes. Then, in another minute, she lifted her gaze and said firmly: “You are right, monsieur. I have a sorrow—a great sorrow." For what seemed to Kathleen a strangely long time there was silence between herself and the king. She waited for him to speak, and at last he did so, in a voice full of somber repressions. "If it were a sorrow that I could lighten, or in any way appease, mademoiselle, I would so gladly do my best to help you!"

Once more their eyes met, and IT-rd* leec » Uj» trembled. “Yon you are ao good!” she heattoted. Then« flood of memory swept over her andshe continued: “We only eame here, inamma and I, for a short visit. We are going tomorrow. to-morrow. We are going to—" “Going?” shot in Clarimond, with an intonation that was at once flattery and reproach. “To-morr jw!” he gave an impatient frown oadlossed life head. Then, *® if ■ desire to control undue overplus of ardor, be went on: “May I noMWtaee •sSe? May for au instant he touched her vri&t With Kathleen eEook her lieacL “AKf monsieur,” she murmured, “you Will be godd and not try to persuade us?’ .-/ “Us!” he echocda' ‘,‘^h—yuur mother! I had And you, mademoiselle? You on leaving Saltravia?'” His fact? mA freshed aqd his gray eyes had kindled. “Yon-mbit stay for a little yet. You mutt stay!” Kathleen smiled. “Ik /hat a royal commapd?”,khoasked, “They tell me I must not remind yj>u that you, are a king; and yet—”.' t , ' , “Ah!" he cried, softly, “I win remind you, mademoiselle,' that I am not only a king but a tyrant!’’ • • “Monsieur?” ’V. -1 *f ) *..< “Yes, yes; I mean i.tP’. And he threw his walking stick into the air with a grand show of “I tell you that I will not you have reminded me thatl am a king, you shall feel my power. I will defy your country—America, Is it not?” “Yes and no. America and England, both together, * monsiedb, for I waS born—” “Enough.” And he wavedhis walking, stick once again. “I will defy America and England both. Luckily Saltravia is an inland Iringdom, ahd they can’t come with ironclads to get you until—” He paused and looked ! intently at her,; smiling, and yet with a sudden dubious undecided gleam in lucifl eyes. ■ “Until?” said Kathleen, secretly excited, with a lovely rose at full bloom in either cheek. •*' .

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RECEDING A FEW STEPS, HE THREW BOTH HANDS UPWARD WITH A GESTURE OF SUPREME ENTHUSIASM.

“Until I have opened the ball with yon at the palace ne±t Thursday. It’s against precedent. It will shock certain people. It will immensely shock my mother, the princess of Brin disk But I vow to you that I shall not dance the first quadrille, that all the duchesses and archduchesses and princesses must do without me, provided you refuse this little request of mine. Now, will you refuse, or will you be kind and consent?” She saw that he was.greatly excited. She realized that unwittingly she had captivated him, a ,young man of about her own age and full as was she herself with the power to' love, even to worship. She could not, as a woman, fail to understand the tremendous honor that he paid her. For a moment she forgot Alonzo. This man was a king, and womanlike she forgot the man she loved better than throngs of kings. ‘ ' “Will you consent?” he persisted; and she scanned his face, thinking how manful, how noble he looked. How every inch royal. s “Yes, monsieur,” she answered, know ing well the exultaqt delight of hep mother on learning of this brilliant honor, no matter what might be the stern disapprobation of the court. Just then her mother’s voice broke upon her ear. She started, half because the spund .was not further away and half because it jarred so on her now, pleasured mood. ' “My dear Kathleen,” her ' mother began. But it was too late, dpric, slipping away from two or thral ladies with whom he had been at odds in some gay argument, darted forward, but he also found that it was too late. o“Lonz,” he staid, catching his friend by the arm. ■=< o. : But Alonzo, rvho had arrived from Munich a day or two earlier than he had himself expected to come, pressed forward, seeing the king and never dreaming of whom’else he was destined to see. He had secured two or three really superb, pictures in the Bavarian capital, and wm anxious to, iell'Clarimond of this trbvnazlles. As he reached the king’s presence, however, he abruptly perceived the truth and recoiled, growing pale. < ! * Clarimond noticed nothing, however. Kathleen thoroughly controlled herself, as did her mother. In a way they werq both prepared /or the ' *. ( “My friend!” said the king, extending to Alonzo his 'hand. “You have' returned "sooner than I expected.” Then there was a pause, after which Clarimond; with all his accustomed graciousness, j. . present you, Lispenard, to these ladies, who are, I believe, your countrywomen—” And at that point Alonzo quite lost his head. It seemed to himselX after*

2 * *• ■ ’ wnrfl, tel while hwfcytng ewwy he must have fallen there on the terrace before the palace»-if aim had mA ■troagly thrust itself within Ms own, infl perhaps, too, if Eric’s votes had not pefehly burst upon hie singing braln,|l M lsnxz! Lous!” tide voicf; called th toW “You’re disgxwciiig youreeli before&e king. W “X flpn’t help ft. Let me get w»vay. “Lonalj-Qh, very well, we’re ting away, it strikes me, as fastasWe're ; able—look heee, now, Lonk, knoWp you were coming—” Yea, Erie; I understand. CdMHgiik on. Wbea we’roeft h"Uie »« talk it AWtotne thw did talk iwtor. Whew his Mood whs said, with a kind of dogged dullness, to Eric: ’'■* j. | “I suppose it’s all ’up with me. I might as well send in n?y resignation at bhcb.” ; ‘‘ r “Nonsense,” replied Eric. | “tl’hat I did. you'know, Waa a great breach'of ctiqufttte." “ The king irnftla io itiquett®." “Still, I rushed ofl >ht scandalous baste. • What wogld you do? fiVritp him a letfer nnd confess evdrythiwg?” Erip said, a^teralreflective pause. “Thai’s precisely wl*t I Would do, my dedr friend, ' Abd if tyou want him to sympathfed with you, be As untruthful as you can manage ’| : do you mean, Erie?’® let full facts Don’t tell Clarimpnd how- baefly you behaved to that poor girl,” “Ah, you will have it that® behaved badly!” said Alonzo, as he quitted the room to write hiS propobed lebter. It was now almost dark, aKd dinner would be served at eighth Alonzo lighted the studio and then siated himself at his writing desk. words were in coining; he felt lhe excessive awkwardness of this epistle, and yet did he notfewe it to Cluritaond, his master; his lAnefactor, his protector? Would- not tilence in hijn be churlish at suoh a tiiflo as this? Suddenly a certain /thought crossed hie nund, and he rose, flinging his pen aside.’ In one corner of the room stood his easel, draped. He drew back its

covering and looked at the canvas thus revealed It was the picture of Kathleen. Just before leaving for Munich he had given the portrait what he felt were his absolutely final touches. He had not known then how good it was—hoW definitely and vitally the witching head bloomed forth from shadow. Yes, Eric had been right. His powers were of the slow and brooding sort; they were like those of the poet who must “beat his music out” in travail <?f self distrust. But here was plainly a masterpiece; nevertheless. And yet, as he watched this perfect portraiture of a woman whom he still hungrily loved, though she was lost to him forever, a sepse, of the terrible irony of such a picture pierced him to the soul. The very excellence of its art would be an incessant jeer. Why had he not foreseen this? An abrupt desire to ruin the picture now swept dbwn upon him, oddly blended with the egotism of the creator, an element always potent in every true artist’s mind He actually seized his mlette knife and stood undecided as to whether he should rip the work into tatters or spare it for future hours of mingled happiness and grief. While he thus hesitated, a knock sounded at the studio door. “Come in,” he said, startled, citing the palette • hnife,qp the floor, and turning to meet, as he dupposfea, Eric Thaxter. But it Was- riot Eric. To his very great CbnSterriation, it was the king. Clarimond seemed repose itself. “You mipjt pardon me,” he said, “for intruding upon you like thia, Nd doubt I bore you horribly. J do not? That is pleasant to hear. Pray let me take this chair, and you—will yon have the kindness to sit Hear me? That is right. I " wanted to stretch out my hand toydu afid clasp it dor a' moment—like that. Yon see, I am certain you are very unhappy, teud-rihen my friends are unhappy I am' always full of sympathy for them.” /. ... , ; . <J < The king’s hand was pressing his own while Alonzo, with drooped eyes, miserablymurmured: “Oh, monsieur, I have behaved with an immense vulearitv!” “Vulgarity? ’ said Clarimond, in a musipg voice, which had the effect of giving his listener a chance to escape from the toils of embarrassment, just as the young sovereign’s marvelous tact had no doubt suggested to him that it would do. “Vulgarity,” he went on, “is the ultimate ally of passion. And passion is naturalness. We can’talways keep the landscapes of cur lives full of clipped’shrubs, like an Elizabethan garden. Tell me, now, num ami, weraydu not once engaged to marry this Mlle. Kennaird?” , “Yes, monsieur.” “So I gathered, from the tumultuous things that her mother said after you left Mademoiselle scarcely spoke at

•Q. Aw OKAbar bad an amount to say?*' p' “And against mgraelf, at ,coura|, m£» The king stared for a moment down at the earven agate of his can® handle “Well,” he at length laid, smiling, “abs was not merciful to you. But I did not believe her, and it stnuk me that , mademoiselle did not believe her, either. .You will think me a sad bmybody— •’ should" be glad tn hear your ver»ionof the afluir. Shall t tall >□■ why?” He spoke with marked eagerness, and yet the instant Hatrly met those of’-Akflizo he averted | his look and went Of in a queerlyvoice; “It is because the young 1 Tbdy, Mlle. Krthleen—ls not that her name?—has greatly interested me.” After a fetv .seconds he repeated the words: “Greatly interested me. Yes," be soon continued, “if you would tell me just what occurred I should feel most grateful for your confidence.” , “Permit me, then, to tell you, monsieur,” said Alonzo, and he at once began a recital, in which he adhered to the strictest truth with wh*t~might be called a very carnival of conscientiousness. Remembering Eric’s.harsh judgment of his conduct, he ajloyved this to, cast upon his disclosures a self-ac-cusative gloom. Ending, he said: “I fear that I exacted too much. I' am conscious of this now, monsieur, though I once thought myself sternly wronged." The king rose. “It all seems to me the fault of that very dominating person, the young lady’s mother,” he said. “You are generous to rid Mlle. Kathleen of all blamse as you do—but it is like you.” He Mtrvtchcd out’ his hand, which Alonzo sprxug forward to grasp with both his own. “I have { known for some time that you bad a' large, humane heart I did not need Eric to tell me that.” “Erie will rarely see faults, monsieur,” faltered Alonzo. The Mng now turned his e?ras toward the picture on the easel. "Ah! you have been painting something,' he said in the voice of one who speaks from a dfesire to break an Irksome pause. Then he gave a great start and hurried toward the portrait “It is she!” he exclaimed. Receding a few steps, he threw both bauds upward with a gesture of extreme enthusiasm. “tVonderful!” he pursued. ’’Not merely as a portrait I mean, but as a work of art. It reminds me of the ‘Mona Liza’ in the Louvre. It has the same fine security of treatment the same rich subtlety of color.” ■ • “Monsieur is very kind.” “Kind? No! no!” the king replied, almost .irritably; He .turned toward Alonzo and surveyed him for a nfement with an odd, restless, enkindled glance. hia lips, “how I envy you for being able to paint like thq,t—to., paint thitr Thebe ivW lown dead iUime. Alonzo, with wholly ‘ new ' emotion*, watched him while he g&ve the picture Jiq ft n/l hifr companion once more. “I want" It * I wtofe 4t very much.” “I did not wish so dispose of it monsieur-” . • j; , v . [to be continued.] •

SHIPS OF ALL NATIONS.

England Own* More Veuiel* Than AU tU* ' < • Other Countries Combined. The time when ■ England will forfeit her title of mistress of the teas is still very remote, judging from a list of the world’s shipping published by the Bureau Vcritas of Trieste. The statistics given are for the year 1891, in whfrih It appears that the whole numbe? of steam vessels of all nations—none lifting included of less than 100 tons burden—was 10,103, and their total 805,028. Of this aggregate more than half in number and nearly half in tonnage belonged to England, the figures for that country being 5,471 steamships and. 5,369,951 tons. After this showing, it seems scarcely worth while to consider the relative standing of other nar tions. Only four, according to this table, have so many as 400 steamships; these being Germany, with 761, France - with 448, the United States with 456 and Norway with 440, their respective tonnage, excepting Norway, which is much below the average, being in about the same proportion.' When we come to sailing vessels, the preponderance of Great Britain is not nearly so marked, though she still towers far above her nearest rival, which in this case is the United States. The figures are: Whole number of sailing vessels in the world, of not less than 50 tons, 81,660; tonnage, 10,217,009. England’s share is 0,751 ships and 3,563,524 tons, and that of the UuitedStates 8,504 ships and 1,519,114 tons. Norway comes next, with 8,419 shipsand 1,393,481 tons. All the rest are far behind. At the foot of the list in sailing vessels is Japan, and in steamships our pugnacious South American cousin, Chili, which has only 84. China has the same number, but its total tonnage is a few thousand more.—Mechanical News. ■. .

Mummifying a King.

It is now six years since Alphonse XII., king of Spain, died. It is generally supposed that he is buried, but he is said nqt to be. Carefully wrapped up in fine linen his body still lies upon a slab close to a stream that flows through the Pudrido, the name of tbs cavern on the side of the mountain upon which th(> Escurial stands. It will be left there until it has all the peculiarities that belong to a mummy. Then it will be placed in the niche prepared for it ih the wonderful jasper vault under the great cupola of the Escurial, where the remains of all the kings of Spain are deposited. Some royal bodies, and particularly that of the father of Queen Isabella, remained for twenty-five yean on that same slab before they were com sidered fit for removal to this grand vault.

School Gossip.

Felix—l guess that new boy’s pretig smart—he knew al! his lessons to-day Donald—Thifs BetWtig; but yut should see him run. A fellow that ram like he does is Young People,

THE NORTH AND THE SOUTH.

»he Gray JfHee fp Almost aa Many Vetsad FoMVmrVM k be, Bos ton (Mass.).New.'sUtion sayhi; Tbs qfceial ret®rns being near)* ail in,', so faras the people's party is concerned. Gefa. TTea ver’s papular vrite was over He riot only had the hotter of being the first third rkrty candidate who has entered the eie total college for thirty years, but. be is the only leader who h«E made any impression" ■Mpdn file vote of the Solid democratic £>pfth. ain«s. the war. The people's party vote in the south is as follow: Jtto&a B.lWKotth'Csroltaa .114,738 Arkibna*** iLiiou South Carolina FtortSE?.!r:'!J Tralee Georgia 4698STessa 99-688 Kentucky 23,503 Virginia 12,274 Louisiana........ 26,563 West Virginia.... 4.M5 Maryfemd,...;. ...2.00.> z »4»«*i Mississippi...... 10,250 ‘ TotSkl .457,099 Missouri..4l,l9s We thiny that this .yojte of nearly half a million in the Southern states, composed as it is of white voters mainly from the rural districts, is the moat sensational outcome 61 this sensational qampaign. It is not true thstthe new party is limited to the west and northwest Taking , the nineteen western states, where the new party is the strongest, we find the popular vote for Weaver: ' Kansu*lo3.lll Oregon 26,875 C010rad0...52,984 Michigan 19J92 Minnesota 81,598 South Dakota ... MJHt* California 25,226 lowa 20,610 Indians 22,478 Illinois 22,207 North Dakota,.. 17,7u0 Ohiu 14.858 Washington 10.234 Montana 7,259 Idaho 10,450 Nevada 7,287 Wyoming _.. 7,728 . . ■■ »■■■ Wisconsin.... 7... t,908 T0ta1..'...587,998' Nebraska. 83,134 When one considers that states comprise the congested area where the standard of politiqal ( rpvolt was first raised against both of the old parties, it must be admitted that the south did nobly in pushing the west go closely on the popular vote for Weaver. Asjto the east, the returns do not cut so much of a, figure; but those acquainted with the' almost invincible quality of conservative opinion in old oommunitie* will understand that even the vote obtained shows that the populist advocates > did an immense amount of work. The Weaver vdte in Massachusetts was 3,210. Permit us to add that here in Massachusetts the populists do not know that the campaign is over. The winter has been dedicated to campaign work, and when the electors are again asked to lise.up, the people’s party contingent will, make a.fine showing. The Weaver vo'to in the eastern and middle states was: Pennsylvania, 8,714; New? York, 10,430; New Jersey, 000; Massachusetts, 3,210; Maine, *4381; Vermont, 43; It will be thus seen that on the presi/To this may be added the statement that in fchojjseuthetii States .the .pSopft’s party polled,wenicrf, Very much, larger percentage of,the total vote cast than in the west Mt>re<wri r, the vote as given only represents the ballots that were count■ert If aH-the bsHots nctnnlly c«wt fw sout hern states had been honestly the {southern popular vote-would have easily reached 550,000, whii,e Weaver would have received the electoral vote of Alabama, Georgia and North Carolina.

VOTE AS YOU RESOLVE.

The Oodi Help Thpee Who Help Them•elves—U»e the Ballot. This would seem to be a proper time for farmers and laboring men to stop and think, and more especially those who belong to any farmer or labor organization. It is well to think what the objects of these organisations are, what expression they have given to their views in-their organisation hall*. We are moved to speak juat now by a perusal of Mr. Whitehead’s article published in the View upon the national grange. We have often noticed the resolutions passed by such organizations as to the causes which have led to the general agricultural depression. They have nearly all attributed it to the control of the money volume and its manipulation. -Still they have seen all branches of the government in the the republican# and still depressions prevail. They have seen the branches divided politically and depression prevail; soon they will see them in the hands of the democrats. Do they suggest any new remedy? These democrats had the opportunity to give relief during the last session of congress, but their chosen representative went to the enemy with the. more aroused sentiment Will they shirk again? Will the west be recognized now that free silver has spoken so emphatically? Is there some other Cleveland to, be propitiated? Will Cleveland recognize the wqptern demand and modify his position?, Did the grange all believe that he would? If so for whatireason? If not, have they stood by their own demands? If not, what right have they to expect relief? Have these resolving organizations a keen self-reliance? Have they exercised common intelligence in their voting. We preached this financial question in the grange years ago and are pleased to know that that particular grange is still alive upon the question that there are now loud political questions. All economic questions are political questions From their resolutions we believe that a better understanding has been reached, and that the wage slaves were ready to strike for freedom. The recent vote did not reach our expectation. It would seem as if there were traitors in the camp. It is no longer a mooted question with us that prevalent business conditions are a low product The organizations spoken of recognize this when within their halls, but repudiate it at the polls, the real place of relief. A few of the western states voted their expressed convictions. These, doubless, have reaped the most severe scourging. If theyorganizations are to carry out their declarations it must be- through some party advocating those methods demanded. Art they doing this? It hardly looks that way. The great producing classes believe in ans have demanded free coinage. They believe it is the harbinger of better prices and more work. The silver dollar has

rh *f • —fr -I. ’ ■ lal ways bought him as much of life’s demands as the gold dollar. The question la will a larger voli|me assure bet.ter prices? ‘All.producing classes are Ifirger sellers than buyers The laborer with nothing to sell but labor wants a better demand for labor. Thia is secured by money at work. When, then, will these men remain with the parties Which not‘only deny them relief, but gloat in the persecution? Why wag the grange organized at all? Why - didm not turn its millions of voters to using the same clearness and eariiestnesa at the polls as in their halli? Does it show a manly independence tetkridw and proclaim means of relief, belt rtfuse to pursue them? Is it not evidence of treasonable method* passed at the demands of treasonable men?—G. R. Williams, in National View. ’ t . ,

THE BETTER WAY.

t it Government Ownership of Railroad* ie What the People* Want. Not many months Ugo Justice Field decided that the inter-state commerce commissioners Had no authority to compel Collis' P. 'Huntfpgton to bring hia railroad records into court and have them used in evidence against him. In a case somewhat similar, Judge Gresham has. practically decided that that wonderful, regulator of railroads, the inter-state commerce commission, ha| no authority to send for persons and papers in' the prosecution of railroad corporations for violations of the law. Inother words, the law is inoperative, unconstitutional. It is like a huge reyolyqrjlowjed with, blank cartridge* And our law makers knew it when the law was enacted. And the railroad corpbrations knew it, hence aid not oppose tt, and have ever since its enactment' snapped their,fingers at it The only way to make the law operative is for Uncle Sam to keep the companies', books, to run the companies' engines, to employ and superintend their Conductors and brakemen—in fact run the whole business. Ax better way is for Uncle Sum to make a new law whereby the roadbeds and rolling stock of every railroad shall be condemned and taken for public use. Then let the railroad companies go into the courts and ’get for their property Whatever they can prove it to be worth —just as an ordinary individual has to do wheh he finds a locomotive running across his meadow or through his front yard. That is the kind of law we want. We don't want any inter-state commerce cppimisslon, that is supposed to regulate railroads operated wholly by -their Owner* One might as well try to regulate a watch that another fellow oyvns and carries about with him. Government ownership of railroads is what the people want and are going to have.— Chicago Express.

LOST—A LAW.

Doe* Any Ose-Kijow What Han Become of the Grenham Lawt The following Indicates the amount of bullion in the principal European banks last wee if ana the 7 corresponding data last year. wt Hie li—nmir BAW Of *H<RrAW» Gold. Sitotr. December *B, 1892..;...£ 2t,992,700 December 10,1891 23.881.403 SANK or FKANCB. December 8,1892 X 07,692 750 £91,038,747 December 10, 1391 53.599,000 50,222,000 I*NK or GERMANY. December 8 1892£ 82,814,000 £10,948,000 December 10, 1891...... 34,915,030 11,638,500 austhia-hungahy. December 8, 1892......£ 10,708,000 £16,810,000 December 10, 1891 5,464,000 16,679,000 NETHERLANDS. December 8,1892.£ 3,168,000 £ 7,031,000 December 10,1891....«. 8,560,000 6,849,000 BELOW M. December 8, 1892£ 3,144,000 £ 1,572,000 December 10, 1891 2,767,838 1,388,607 SPAIN. December 8, 1892£ 7,611,000 £ 5,149,000 December 10,1891...... 6,189,000 8,686,000 Total last week£149,860,450 £92,578,747 Corresp'nd'g week 1891 130,326,238 89,985,107 Week end’d Deo. 8,1892 149,909,046 92,628,580 Corresp’ad’g week 1891 129,962 837 , 89,826,888 N. B.— A pound is about 84.80 in United State* money. The peculiar thing about the foregoing table is the fact that it show* that France, which nation has more than one-half of the silver in England and Europe, has, nevertheless, managed •o increase her holdings of gold by more than double the amount than ha* been accumulated during the year by England and the rest of Europe combined. Where is the Gresham law which holds that the cheap? (silver) money must inevitably drive out the dear (gold) money? The Gresham law is a fallacy and a humbug.

The People’s Refuge.

Heretofore the choice in politics has always been between evils. Of course a small minority has steadily refused to accept either, but their numbers were too small even to make a vigorous protest But the political alignment has changed, and in the future the choice will be between the right of the people to retain and enjoy the wealth which they create by their labor and the right of corporations, tirasts, combines and moneyed syndicates to absorb that wealth in the shape of interest, rent, profit, etc. This choice between right and wrong will henceforth be submitted to the people, the great mass of whom are engaged in productive labor and legitimate business, and the decision in favor of the right cannot be regarded as doubtful. Those who expected any great measure of reform will be disappointed, and there will be nd place for them to go except into the people’s party, which proposes to abolish the system by which plutocracy has been permitted to rob the people. The issues of the future will be sharply defined between the man and the dollar, and the man will rule.—Alma (Kam) News

Another Combine.

The New York Associated Press, the Western Associated Press, the United Press and the Southern Associated Press have all been consolidated into one organization to be known as “The Associated Press,” and a few daily papers have a monopoly of the Iran-, chise. It is now full time for the government of the United States to step in and take possession of this monopoly, together with the entire telegraph system, and operate both, 'lvithout discrimination, in the interest and for the benefit of the people.—Topeka (Kan.) Advocate.