Rensselaer Republican, Volume 14, Number 26, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 16 March 1882 — Page 3

HI CURSE * By Jennie Littl*. A rtreln of iweet mtulc float* bj on the air O’ar bowed heads of worshiper 4, kneeling In prayer. A. ray of warn sunshine stream over them all. Tat ower my heart there Is hanging a pall, As sounds in my ears like a f nneral knell ■Unstable as water, than shall not exeel.” What use though to cry out in hepelsas deepafe Tho winds are still whispering my doom In the alg like the laws or the Medea, and never repealed Has boon written the enrae. And soy fate Is aealed The words come to mo. stow and sadly they tell "Unstable as water, tho a shall not excel." Ah well I to ns all oomneneatlon most come Whan forever is bantstied the shadow of gloom. And when the long grasses above me shall wave As the winds sigh a requlum over my grave. FI! forget the doomed words, and the shadows that feU "Unstable as water, thon shall not exoel.”

THE MYSTERIOUS ORGANIST.

Years ago at a grand old cathedral overlooking the Rhine, there appeared a mysterious organist. The great composer who had played the organ so long had suddenly died, and every person from the peasant to the king was wondering who could be found to fill his place. One bright Sabbath morn, as the sexton entered the church, he saw a stranger sitting at the crape shrouded organ. He was a tall, graceful man, with a pale but strikingly handsome face, great black, melancholy eyes, and hair like a raven for gloss and color, sweeping in dark waves over his shoulders. He did not seem to notice the sexton, but went to playing; and such music as he drew forth from the instrument no word can describe. The astonished listener declared that the organ seemed to have grown human—that it wailed and sighed and clamored. When the music at length ceased, the sexton hastened to the stranger and said: “Pray, who are you, sir?’' “Do not ask my name," he replied, “I have heard that you ere in want of an organist, and have come here on trial." “You’l be sure to get the place,” exclaimed the sexton. “Why, you surpass him that’s dead and gone." “No, no, —you overrate me," resumed the stranger, with a sad smile; and then, as if disinclined to conversation, he turned from old Hans and began to play again. And now the music changed from a sorrowful strain to a grand old pean, and the mysterious organist.— “Looking upwards full of grace, Prayed, till from a happy place God’s glory smote him on the face." and his countenance seemed not unlike that of St Michael as portrayed by Guido. Lost in the harmonies that swelled around him, he sat with far seeing gaze fixed on the distant sky—a glimpse of which he caught through the open window—when there was a stir about the church and a royal party came sweeping in. Among them might be seen a young girl, with blue eyes like the violet hue, and lips like cherries. This was the princess Elizabeth, and all eyes turned to her as she seated herself in the velvetcushioned pew appropriated to the court. No sooner had the music reached her ears than she started as if a ghost had crossed her path. At last her eyes met those of the organist, in a long yearning look, and the melody lost its joyous notes and once more wailed and clamored. “By my faith," whispered the king to his daughter, “this organist has a master hand. Hark ye! he shall play at your wedding." The pale lips of the princess parted, but she could not speak—she was dumb with grief. Like* one in a painful dream she saw the pale man sitting at the organ, and heard the melody that filled the vast edifice. Aye, full well she knew who he was, and why the instrument seemed breathing out the agony of a tortured soul. When the service was over, and the royal party had left the cathedral, he stole away as mysteriously as he had come. He was not seen by the sexton until the vesper hour, and then he appeared in the organ loft and commenced his task. While he played, a veiled figure glided in and knelt near the shrine. There she knelt until the worshipers dispersed, when the sexton touched her on the shoulder and said: “Madam, every one has gone except you and me, and I wish to close the door." The sexton drew back i nto a shady niche and listened. The mysterious organist still kept his place, but his head was bowed upon the instrument and he could net see the devotee. At 'length she arose from the aisle, and, moving to the organ lolt paused before the musician. “Bertram!” she murmured. Quick as thought the organist raised his head. Inhere, with the light of a lamp suspended to the arch above falling upon her, stood the princess who had graced the royal pew that day. The court dress of velvet, with its soft ermine trimmings, the tiara, the necklace and the bracelets, had been exchanged for a grey, serge robe and a long thick veil, which was now pushed back from the girlish face. “Oh, Elizabeth, Elizabeth!" ejaculated the organist, as he sank at her feet and gazed wistfully iato her troubl ed eyes. “Why are you here, Bertram?" asked the princess. “You are to be married on the morrow?" “Yes," sobbed the girl. “Oh Bertram, what a trial it will be to stand at yonder altar and take upon me the vow which will doom me to a living death." “Think of me!" rejoined the organist. “Your royal father has requested me to play at the wedding, and I have

a half smothered farewell, left her. The next|morning dawned in cloudless splendor, and at early hour the cathedral was thrown open, and the sexton began to prepare for the brilliant wedding. Flame colored flowers waved by the wayside; flame colored leaves came rushing down from the trees and lay in light heaps upon the ground; ana the ripe wheat waved like a golden sea. and the berries dropped in red and yellow clusters ovei the rocks and along the Rhine. At length the palace gates were opened, and the royal party appeared, escorting the Princess Elizabeth to promised to be here. If I were your equal, I could be the bridegroom instead of the organist; but the poor musician must give you up." “It is like rending body and soul isunder to part with you," said the girl. “To-night I tell you this —tell you how fondly I love you; but in a few hours it will be a sin. Go, go, and God-bless you!" * She waved .him from her as if she would banish him, while she had the power to do so. And he. How was it with him? He rose to leave her, then came buck, held her on his heart in one long embrace, and with the cathedral, where her marriage wa yto be solemnized. It was a brave pageant: far brighter than the entwined foliage ana blossoms were the tufts of plumes which floated from the stately heads, and festal robes that streamed down over the housings of the superb steeds. But the princess, mounted on a snow white paJfry, and clad in snow white velvet, looked pale sad; and, when on nearing the church she heard a gust of organ music, which, though very brilliant in sound, struck on her ear like a funeral knell, she trembled and would have fallen had not a page supported her. A few moments afterwards she entered the cathedral. There, with his retinue, stood the bridegroom, whom she had never before seen. But her glance roved from him to the organ loft, where she had expected to see the mysterious organist. He was gone; and she was obliged to return the graceful bow of the king to. whom she had been betrothed from motives of policy. Mechanically she knelt at the altar-stone; mechanically listened to the service, and made the responses. Then her husband drew her to him in a convu sive embrace and whispered: “Elizabeth! my queen! my wife! look up!" Trembling in every limb she obeyed. Why did those dark feyes thrill her so ? Why did the smile bring a glow on her cheek 0 Ah, though the king wore the purple, and many a jeweled order glittered on his breast, heseemed the same humble person who had been employed to teach music, and had taught her the lore of love. “Elizabeth!" murmured the monarch, “Bertram Hoftman, the mysterious organist and King Oscar are one! Forgive my stratagem. I wished to marry you, but I would not drag you to the alter an unwilling bride. Your father was in the secret." While tears of joy rushed from her blue eves, the new made queen returned her husband’s fond kiss, and for once two hearts were made happy by a royal marriage.—[From the Gen man.

HOUSE AND HOME.

When washing greasy pots and kettles, first take a handful of meal or bran and rub all around, which absorbes all the grease and leaves them perfectly clean, except wiping out with a clean cloth. A large picture ring screwed into the top of the handle is the nicest thing made by which to hang up a broom. A strong screw, with a small head, should be placed in the wall at proper height to receive it. Many people in the country who are compelled to drink well water are boiling all that is used in the family. The question is frequently asked, how long should it be boiled? The best chemists say that a half hour’s boiling is considered sufficient to destroy diseased germs, if any exist in the water. The taste of ginger cookies can be improved by using half a cup of cold coflee instead of water. There is almost always at least so much left after breakfast; or, if not, put a little water in the pot aud let it Doil a minute or two, and strength enough will given to flavor the cookies. A good dusting cap is made of two pieces of cambric of any color preferred, cut perfectly round, stitched together dr bound with some bright color, with two rows of stitching about an inch and a half from the edge to form casing, into which an elastic cord is’to run to draw it up to fit the head and form a frill about the face.

Whipped Potatoes.— Boil potatoes that have been pared, in salted water; when nearly done pour off the water and put salt over them and steam for ten minutes. Shake the kettle till the potatoes are broken up, and then with a fork whip them to powder. Beat in a large piece of butter and salt to taste. Pile on a dish and set in the oven to heat through, but not to color. The boneMtnd teeth are strengthened by food containing many salts, especially those bf lime and magnesia. Thus oat meal is a good food, for the reason that it contains much salts, the same being the case with meat and fish. The lime and the salts are deposited, and increase the width and strength of the bones. Hard water, which contain lime salts, are in this respect better than soft water which contain none, it is from this reason that persons in ceitaiu localities are said to suffer from weak teeth and bone*. Milk is also ajgood supplier of salts.

FOR THE YOUNG FOLKS.

The Baby Mysteries. George Macdonald, in Oriental Casket. Where did you come from, baby dear! Out of the everywhere into the here. Where did you get your eyes so blue! Out of the sky as I oame through. Wh*t makes the light in them sparkle and spin! y k Some of the starry spikes |pft Id. * Where did you get that little teat! I found it waiting when I got here. What makes your forehead so smooth and high! A soft hand stroked it as I went by. What makes your oheek like a warm white rose! ~ Something better than anyone knows. Whence the three cornered smiles of bliss! Three angels at once gave me a kiss. Where did you get that pearly earl God spoke, and it came out to hear. Where did you get those arms and hands! Love made itself into orooks and bauds. Feet whenoe did you oome, you darling things? From the same box as the oherub’s wings. How did they all just oome to be you! God thought about me aud so I grew. But how did you come to us, you dear! God thought of you, aud so I am here,

A Sunday school teacher in Maine who had grown eloquent in picturing to his little pupils the beauties of heaven, finally asked: “What kind of little boys go to heaven." A lively little four-year old boy held up his hand. “Well, you may answer," said the teacher. “••Dead ones!" the little fellow shouted. - f • ♦ Evening Amusements for lonng People. A game of the simplest character, but which among young people will often be found to afford genuine amusement. It has its advantage—that any child can join in it without having previously possessed a knowledge of the pastime. The players sit around a table, or at least, dispose themselves in a circle. One player starts the game by whispering a sentence in the ear of the player on the right hand. This sentence is the secret. The player to whom the secret has been confined tells it to his right hand neighbor, and so on all ground the table circle. The last player repeats aloud the sentence as he understood it, and then the first player gives out the sentence in its original form. As a general rule it will be found that in passing from one to another the words hav» been so altered as to be almost unrecognizable. There are several such games, which all can take part in, and which will cause much fun. Hand each one present a scrap of paper, and asked each to diaw. with a pencil, from memory, the size of a dime, or 10 cent piece. The circles that will be drawn, their difference among themselves, and the manner in which they are unlike the real coin, is very am<>sing. Such tricks as these have their uses in educating the eye. Another, quite a-i surprising in its results, is to pin a piece of paper on the wall, or better to a door, extending from the floor upward for a foot or more. Now ask each one to mark on this paper, with a pencil, the probable height of an ordinary hat—one of the stiff kind called “plug" hat, usually worn by men. The difference between the marks and the real height of the hat, when placed on the floor will raise a hearty laugh. It is well to ask each one, as the mark is made to put his or her initials againts it. Of course, the larger the number who take part in amusements of this kind, the greater the merriment.

Origin of Names in the Week.

In the museum at Berlin, in the hall devoted to northern antiquities, they have their representations of the idols from which the names of the days of the week are derived. From the idol of the Sun comes Sunday. This idol is represented with a face like the sun, holding a burning wheel, with both hands on his breast, signifying his course round the world. The idol of the Moon, from which comes Monday, is habited in a short coat, like a man, but holding the moon in his hands. Tuisco, from which comes Tuesday, was one of the most ancient and popular gods of the Germans, and represented in his garments of skin, according to their peculiar manner of clothing; the third day of the week was dedicated to his worship. Woden, from which comes Wednesday, was a valiant the Saxons. His image was prayed to for victory. Thor, from whence comes Thursday, is seated in a bed, with twelve stars above his head, holding a scepter in his hand. Friga, froqj whence we have Friday, is represented with a drawn sword in his right hand, and a tyow in his left. Seater, from which is Saturday, has the appearance of perfect wretchedness. He carries a pail of water in his rlgh( hand, wherein are fruits and flowers. [Philadelphia Saturday Night.

A few evening ago a little boy was busily engaged at his lessons. His father, one of the leading citizens of Austin, had gone to the lodge, and his mother was busy sewing. The little boy look up and asked: ‘‘Mamma, what does the word ‘pretext’ mean?” “When your father says he has to go to the lodge two or three times a week, that is a pretext to get away from his family.” The boy did not say anything, but next day. when he read out to a whole school his definition of “pretext,” he created d sensation.

AN UNUSUAL FURORE.

ABeeent‘Excitement Investigated by the Herald and the Results - Made Public. Cleveland, 0., Herald.) A few weeks ago we copied into our oolumns from the Rochester, N. Y., Democrat and Chronicle “A Remarkable Statement," made by J. B. Henion, M. D., a gentleman who is well known In this city. In that article Dr. Henion recounted a wonderful experience which befell him, and a few days thereafter we published from the same paper a second article giving an account of the “Excitement in Rochester,” caused by Dr. Henion’s statement. In the first article Dr. Henion stated that for a number ofyears, up to last June, he had been afflicted with what seemed at first a most mysterious trouble. Be felt unaccountably tired at frequent intervals ; he had dull and indefinite pains in various parts of his body and head, aud was very hungry one day and entirely without appetite the next. However, as a physician he thought, and so did his fellow physicians, that he was suffering from malaria. But yet he grew worse, and was finally obliged to give up a large and lucrative practice. Still he was not conscious of his danger, nor that a monstrous disease was becoming fixed upon him, although all his organs had become gradually weakened. The symptoms above described continued, accompanied by other of an aggravated nature, and he noticed a peculiar color and odor about the fluids he was passing; that they were abundant one day and very scanty the next, and were covered with froth, or filled with brick dust sediment. But even then he did not realize his real and alarming condition. At last, however, he was brought face to face with the fact that he was a victim of a most terrible disease, and he made heroic efforts for recovery, he traveled extensively and consulted the best physicians, but they could gixe him only temporary relief, and that principally in the form of morphine. And so he grew steadily and constantly worse until his life became a torture. His pulse was uncontrolable. He lived wholly by injections, and for six days and nights he had the hiccoughs constantly, which are considered the sure indications of coming death.

When hope and life were nearly exhausted his pastor, the Rev. Dr, Foote, rector of St. Paul’s church, strongly urged him to try a means which the reverend gentleman had seen used with remarkable results. He objected at first, but finally consented, and was conscious of an improved condition the first week. His pains gradually disappeared; his stomach resumed digestion; his heart became regular; his headaches disappeared ; he had no more chills and fever, or acidity of the stomach; he gained twenty pix pounds in three months, and Is a well man to-day,be-ing entirely cured of a most pronounc ed case of Bright’B disease. Although conscious of the consequences from his professional brethren, still as a duty to liis fellow men, and according to u vow he made on what he thonght was his dying bed, he published a card detailing his illness and remarkable cure. “Since my recovery,” he says. “I have thourouglily reinvestigated the subject of kidney diffleulities and Bright’s disease, and I believe more than one HALF THE DEATHS WHICH OCCUR IN AMERICA ARE CAUSED BY BRIGHT’S DISEASE OF THE KIDNEYS. It has no distinctive symptoms of its own (indeed, it Often developes without any pain whatever in the kidneys or their vicinity,} but has the symptoms of nearly every other known complaiqt. Hundreds of people die daily .whose burials are authorized by a physician’s certificate of “Heart disease," “Apoplexy,” “Paralysis," “Spinal Complaint," -‘Rheumatism," “Pneumonia," and other common complaints when in reality it was Bright’s disease of the kidneys. Few physicians. and fewer people, realize the extent of this disease or its dangerous of asiduous nature. It steals into the system like a thief, manifests its presence by ibe commonest symptoms, and fastens itself upon the life before the victim is aware. It is nearly as hereditary as consumption, quite as common and fully as fatal. Entire families, inheriting it from their ancestors, have died, and yet none of the number knew or realized the mysterious power which was removing them. Instead of common symptoms it often shows none whatever, but brings death suddenly and as such as usually supposed to be heart disease.

The second article entitled “Excitement in Rochester,” was made up of interviews with Dr. Henlon himself, who confirmed all said in his card, and also with Mr. H. H. Warner. The latter gentleman did not regard Dr. Henlon’s case as particularly exceptional, because he had known of very many such cures by the same nieans in all parts of the land. Kidney diseases, he said are carrying off tens of thousands every year, while Bright’s disease is increasing 250 per cent, a decade, and yet the people do not realize it or seek to check it until to# late. He related how a New Orleans medical professor, lecturing on this disease, thinking to show his class what healthy fluids were, subjected some of his own to a chemical test, and although he had no suspicion of it before, discovered that he, too, had the dreaded disease, which proved fatal in less than a year. There was also an interview with the celebrated chemists of t lie New York Btate borad of Health, I)r. 8. A. Littimore, who said htT had analyzed the remedy which cured Dr. lienion, and found that it was “entirely free from any poisonous or deletorious substances ’’

.We have made these condensations in order that all the material facts may be set before our readers. Since the publication of these two articles, having been besieged with letters of inquiry* we sent a communication to Dr. Henion and, also one to H. H. Warner A Co., asking if any additional proof oould be given us as to the validity of the statements pub liehed. In answer thereto we have received the following letters, which add interest to the entire subject and wholly verify every statement hitherto made. Rochester, N. Y., Feb. 2,1882. Gentlemen: Your favor is received. The published statement, over my signature, to whtoh you refer is true in every respect, ana I owe my life and present health wholly to the power of Warner’s Safe Kidney and Liver Cure., It is not surprising that people should question the statement i made, for my recovery was as great a marvel to myself, as to my physicians, and friends. * * *

J. B. HENION. M. D.

Rochester, N. Y., Jan. 31,1882. Sirs: Acknowledging your favor duly received, we would say: The best proof we can give you that the statements made by Dr. Henion are entirely true, and would not have been published unless strictly so, is the following testimonial from the best oitizens of Rochester, and a card published by Rev. Dr. Foote, which you are at liberty to use if you wish, H.H. Warner & Co. To Whom it may Concern: In the Rochester, N, Y., Democrat and Chronicle of December 81. 1881, there appeared a statement in the form of a card from Dr. J. B. Henion, of this city, remarkable recovery from Bright’s disease of the kidneys, after several doctors of prominence had given him up, by the use of a preparation manufactured in this city and known as Warner’s Safe Kidney and Liver Cure.

We are personally or by reputation acquainted with Dr. Henion, and we believe he* would publish no statement not literally true. We are also personally or by reputation well acquainted with H.H. Warner «fcCo.,proprietors of this remedy, whose commercial and personal standing in this community Is of the highest order, and we believe that they would not publish any statements wbioh were not literally and strictly true In every particular. O. R. Parsons, Mayor, Rochester.) Wm. Puroell, (Editor Union and Advertiser.) W. D. Shuart, (Surrogate Monroe County.) Edward A. Frost, (Clerk Monroe County.) E. B. Feneer, (District Attorney Monroe County.) DanielT. Hunt, (Postmaster, Rochester.) J. M. Davy, (Ex-Member Congress, Rochester.) John S. Morgan, (Special Co. • Judge, Monroe Co ) Hiram Sibley, (Capitalist and Seedsman, W. C. Rowley, (County Judge Monroe County.) John Van Voorhis, (Member of Congress.) Charles E. Fitch, (Editor Democrat and Chronicle and Regent of the University.)

To the Editor of th>s Living Church Chicago III.: Will you allow the following card, personal to myself, to appear in your widely circulated paper? There was publisned in the Rochester Democrat nnd Chronicle of the 81st of Dec. last, a statement made by J. B. Henion, M. D., narrating how he had been cured of Bright’s disease of the kidneys, almost in its last stages, by the use of Warner’s Safe Kidnf/y and Liver Cure. I was referred to in that statement's having recommended and urged Dr. Henion to trsr the remedy, which he did, and was cured.

Now the republishing of his statement in many of the leading journals of the day has been the cause of an Incessant flow of letters to me making many inquiries, but chiefly whether the statement is true, or a mere advertising dodge, etc., etc. I beg therefore to anticipate any further inquiries and save time and labor, and some postage, by saying that the statement of Dr. Hen ion is true, so far as it concerns myself, and I believe it to be true in all other respects. He is a parishioner of mine and I visited him in his sickness. I urged him to take the medicine and would ao the same again to any one who was troubled with a disease of the kidneys and liver. Israel Foot,(D.D.) Rectir of St. Paul’s church* Rochester, N.’Y., jan. 28,1882. For bleaching muslin put into eight quarts of warm water one pound of chloride of lime; stir with a stick a minute, then strain through a bag of coarse muslin; let it remain in one hour, turning it over occasionally that every part may be thoroughly bleached. When, taken out wash well in two waters to remove the lime, rinse and dry. This quantity will bleach twenty-five yards of yard-wide muslin. This muslin will bleach more evenly and quickly if it has been thoroughly wet and dried before bleaching. A few drops of oil of cloves, alcohol, oraeid will preserve a quart of tj\e mucilage gum arable or gum tragacenth from turning sour. A small quantity of dissolved alum will preserve flour paste. Mr. Whittier’s book ,mark is the tail of a gray squirrel killed ty his cat.