Rensselaer Republican, Volume 27, Number 6, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 4 October 1894 — Page 6

THE REPUBLICAN. ■ Gbobk E. Marshall, Editor. 1 i i i t ——_—.— RENSSELAER - INDIANA

•‘First cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye.” The California Mid-Winter Fair earned expenses and a $200,000 surplus. the disposal of which has not been made public. A correspondent of the San Francisco Examiner 'calls upon the director-general for an explanation. > ■. -- Queen Victoria is aconstant sufferer from —rheumatism, —and —has abandoned her proposed trip to Italy the coming winter. • She will probablv go to Wiesbaden for treatment. The P rincess of Wales is also a sufferer from the same painful affliction. It is not much satisfaction, nevertheless, the fact that these people who believe they occupy their exalted stations by divine right, suffer just the same as any old grandmother in the backwoods from “roomatics.” is 'S’-' a striking illustration of the vanities of life. - Times must be awful hard at Indianapolis if reports in the daily press can be trusted. Every per- _ formanee of lhc big jr&bow ''J^ast Days of Pompeii.” failed to attract more than 7,0.00 spectators. This was all the people that could by any possibility be crowded into the pen whore the.spectacle was produced. If the times had not been so hard the pen would doubtless have been built of twice the capacity, and audiences of 10,000 to 15,000 would have attended. Shows appear to be a necessity of life to a large number of human beings. People have been known to ride on the back of mad bulls, bucking bronchos, kicking donkeys, maneating sharks, ferocious alligators and various Other dangerous and novel steeds in the past, but not until Sept. 0. 1894, did mortal man ever ride a torpedo intended to blow up a ship. A soldier named Muller accomplished that feat in New York harbor on the date mentioned. He rode the death-dealing messenger, now propelled by electricity through the water at the rate of eighteen miles an hour,, and then returned to the shore in safety, where he was given an enthusiastic reception by the naval officials conducting the experiment. - "We, as a people, are becoming aesthetic and refined to a degree. High art lias taken a strong hold in high places. The Treasury artists have devised a new fiye-dollar silver certificate, which is said to be a “corker.” It will have an “angel with wings” hovering over a view of the national capital in company with the “sweet dove of peace.” This may be all right from an artistic standpoint, but is calculated to convey an erroneous impression. Angels with wings haven’t been in the neighborhood of the national capital for many moons, and the “sweet dove of peace” has doubtless returned to the ark “because she found_.no rest for the sole of her foot,” for she has not been seen in Washington for some time. Miss Piuebe Irwin, a sprightly maid of fifty-five unaccountably warm summers, the majority of which, including the memorable season of 1894, have been passed at Ottumwa, la., has sued the very venerable and Rev. Christopher Columbus Lazenby, a weary pilgrim stranger of eighty cold and uncharitable winters, for breach of promiss, asking for $20,000 to buy court plus-'-ter, wherewith to bind the bleeding wounds inflicted by the aforesaid Christopher while trifling with her immature affections. This has been a very disastrous season for young lovers. Only a few weeks ago we had occasion to mention the heartrending case of Small vs. Smith, at Detroit, aged seventy and sixty respectively. Guardians for orphans of such tender years should use great caution in the management of the love" affairs of their wards. The recent report of Carroll D. Wright, commissioner of labor, who has been making investigations as to the condition of the poor in the large cities of the United States, affords some valuable and interesting statistics. In regard to liquor saloons the report shows that in New York there is one saloon to every 200 persons; in Philadelphia one to 870 persons; Baltimore, one to 228 persons; Chicago, one to 212 persons; Indianapolis, one to 345 population. The number of saloons in proportion to population is very suggestive of the profits that can be nuvte in the business. Au analysis

of the figures, taking Indianapolis as an example, • with its population of about 150,000, shows that 345 people, on an average, support a saloon. At the customary ratio of one adult to every five of population this gives to each saloon ran adult patronage of but sixty-five L Few will claim that more than one-half of the adu't population are habitual patrons of the saloon. This leaves the comparatively small average of not more than thirty-five adult pa-trons,*”-on which a saloon must count for support. ....... - - The conn try will be surprised to learn that the artistic treasures from ; the Vatican, exhibited at the World’s Fair, have lain in the vaults and corridors of* the State Department at Washington since last December . until quite recently At lasfisc ■ Washington dispatches state, Secre - tary Herbert has notified the commander of the gunboat Machias that he will be expected to “take charge of the articles and convey them tc Naples ' when he sails from New YoM< for China about the middle of September.” An infinite amount ol red tape has been unrolled in procuring even this concession, although the articles were loaned to this government by the Pope on the express agreement that they were to be conveyed to this country on a man-of-war, kept under guard and promptly returned by the same or a similar vessel at the close of the exposition. Mgr. Satolli, Archbishop Ireland and other Catholic dignitaries have been put to a great deal of trouble about the matter. The affair is not credit- ■ able to the United States. Our j treatment of different foreign countries in regard to their exhibits has been the reverse of polite, and it is fortunate that we do not contemplate another exposition in the near future. Foreigners will be very cautious how they trust us next time.' What has been everybody’s business has proved to be nobody’s, ; and the natural result ensued. We | “Chicagoed” the world, and have . sent abroad an erroneous impression , of the American character. Mr. A. C. Williams, of Las Vegas, N. M., under date of Sept. 10, writes j to the Indianapolis Journal in a way ■ intended to discourage emigration to the Southwest. He states that; so many Indiana young men have gone to New Mexico in search of employment, only to find the situation there much worse than at home, that he believes it to be his duty’ to warn every one to keep away unless they have plenty of means to pay high board bills and take them back when ! they tire of that desert country. I Two weeks previous an Indiana I boy’ was found starving by’ the side ‘of the railway track, having eaten i nothing for five days. This is only ; one instance among many similar distressing occurrences. Even when I work is to be had it is so laborious and poorly'paid that men can not endure it long. Mr. Williams cites instanceslwherelmen have had to work eighteen hours a day for $2 a week and board. A few school teachers might find employment in the mountains at S3O per month, but the demand is very limited. There are at this time not less than 500 tramps in the Territory who are entirely dependent on charity. The Southwest is a desert country, and is only cultivated in valley’s where irrigation is possible—hence is thinly populated and comparatively poor. Mr., Williams advises people looking for employment or business to keep away from New. Mexico.

An Omaha Real Estate Story.

Chicago Record. They toll a story of a man who came into Omaha one day and wanted to trade his farm for some city lots. “All right,” replied the real estate agent. “Get into my buggy and I'll drive you out to some of the finest residence sites in the world —water, sewers, paved street, cement sidewalks, electric light, shade trees, and all sorts of things,” and away they drove four or five miles into the country. The real estate agent expatiated upon the beauty of the surroundings. the value of the improvements made and projected, the convenience of; the location, the ease and speed with which people who lived there could reach town, and the certainly of an active demand for such lots in the immediate future. Then, when he was breathless, he turned to his companion and asked: “Where’s your farm?” “We passed it coming out here,” was the reply. “It’s about two miles nearer town.” The longest plants in the world are sea-weeds. One tropical and sub-tropical variety is known which measures in length, when it reacned its full development, at least 600 feet. Spa-weeds do not receive any nourishment from the sediments at the bottom or borders of the sea, but only from air and mineral matters held in solution in the sea water. A tree can bo felled with an electric. wire in one-eighth of the time it would require to saw it down.

THE AROUSED SAMPSON.

“And He Rent Rim as He Would Have Rent a Kid” —by 40,000 Majority.

THE CAMPAIGN.

Luxurious Traveling. N. Y. Special to Cincinnati Enquirer. President Cleveland arrived here to-day and was transferred to the Government lighthouse tender Rogers. The President traveled from the capital, according to his habit, in the private palace car of President, Roberts. of the Pennsylvania road. Mr. Roberts is now in Europe, but his car is always telegraphed for when Mr. Cleveland wishes to go anywhere. The President travels at the expense of the railroad corporation, the servants, meals, including the cook and the viands, being furnished free for him and his party, which to-day included Secretary Lamont, Dr. Bryant, the President’s physician; a secretary’ and two personal attendants who now usually guard the person of the President whenever he is in public. They are paid out of the Government fund, which supplies private detectives when needed. The Rogers, which the President uses as a private yacht between New York and Buzzard's Bay, is- coaled, ; provisioned and manned at the Government’s expi'nse. Mr. Cleveland’s ideas in respect lopfivateuse'ofGovernment property have undergone a marked change since his first election to the presidency. After his first inauguration he punctilously paid his fare wherever lie went and refused to be deadheaded. He re-; marked tnat public office was a public trust. 1 n 1885 he refused a private car offered for his use by the New York CerLtraLrailroad-forjiis-aUmuaJ. fishing trips. Dan Lamont, then hi£ private secretary, bought the t ickets and traveled with his ehieLpaying for both »s they went along'. This Jeffersonian simplicity was not prolonged. In his later journeys Mr. Cleveland with his family, and often a party of friends, traveled, ate and slept as the guests of rail road conm panies. After his retirement from the presidency the habit continued. When he wished to go to ex-Presi-dent Hayes’ funeraFhis-prrvate-isec-retary called upon Vice-President Webb, of the New York Central, and asked for a private car. It was, of course, placed at his disposal, a French cook and a well stocked larder, all atTlfe "cxplmse of the Wagner Palace Car Company. The firivqte car of the Pennsylvania road's president, which is now Mr. Cleveland's favorite vehicle, is not ornate or resplendent outside, but its interior is a dream of beauty and luxury. Besides the cook’s store room, which contains the rarest delicacies of tl.e tible and-the finest of wines, there is a wide, roomy bed chamber, bath roorm library and observation room. The car is always stocked with provisions before it leaves Philadelphia for Washington, and the cooks and nimble fingered attendants are the most skillful that the greatest of railway’ corporations can employ and trained by long service. Before his last inauguration, and while still a private citizen. Mr. Cleveland ordered the car sent to New York to take him for a week’s fishing trip to Hog Island. Dr. Bryant and L. Clark Davis were among his coinpanions. They lived on the car most of the time for a fortnight. President Cleveland not only accepts all of- these things free, but makes requisitions upon corporations for them whenever he wishes to travel President Harrison followed the contrary rule —invariably paying his fare. The Catchings Letter. Indianapolis JeuraaL Mr. Cleveland is the first President who ever attempted to establish an extra-constitutional mode of communication with Congress or the people. The Constitution says the President shall, from time to time, recommend to Congress such measures as Inrsha'.l judge necesssary and expedient. It also provides that if :iO docs not approve a bill that has been passed by Congress and pre-1 tented to him for signature, “be;

shall return it with his objections t<i that House in which it shall havq originated.” The Constitution doe| not provide any other mode of communication between the President and Congress, and it evidently conitem plates if he does not’approve a I bill he shall veto it. | Mr. Cleveland has made two notai ble departures from constitutional methods. The first was his letter tc Chairman Wilson, which was in effect a special message to Congress, and the other is his letter toTtepresentative Catchings, which is in--tended to have, sb far as the President is concerned, the moral effect of a veto message. Under the provision of the Constitution above quoted the proper thing for him to do if he did not approve the bill was tk> return it with a statement of his objections thereto. Instead of that, he holds the bill until it becomes a law by limitation, and then sends a statement of his objections to a member of Congress. No other President has ever found it necessary to resort to such indirect methods of communicating with Congress or the country, nor has any other President ever placed himself on record as bitterly opposed to a bill which he was chiefly instrumental in making a law. Mr. Cleveland has set a bad precedent in another repect. His letter to Chairman Wilson was an attempt to control the action of Congress, and his letter to Mr. Catchings is a distinctly partisan one. In the first the President sets an example of Presidential lobbying, and in the other of Presidential partisanship, '“’hat other President ever used in a semi-official paper discussing the merits of a measure submitted to him for signature such expressions as the following? “I do not claim to be better than the masses of my party;” “I take my place with the rank and file of the Democratic party;”’“l love the principles of true Democracy;” “I am proud of my party organization.” Is Mr. Cleveland President of the United States and of the whole American people, or is he simply the head of the Democratic party? A Republican President once said: “He serves his party best who serves his country best.” The present incumbent of the office seems to have reversed the sentiment, for his letter to Mr. Catchitigs shows very clearly that he places his service to his party above service to the country. The following extracts from the letter shoyv the President floundering about in a mass of conflicting opinions like a derelict at sea: “There arc provisions in this bill which are not in line with honest Democratic reform. ” “The bill will certainly lighten many tariff burdens that now rest heavily on the people.” “It contains inconsistencies- and crudities which ought not to appear in tariff laws or laws of any kind.” “I am proud of my party organization,' because it is conservatively steady and persistent in the enforcement of its principles.” “There were, as you and I well know, incidents accompanying the passage of the bill through Congress which made every sincere reformer* unhappy," “It pre* a vast improvement to existing conditions.” “Influences surrounded it in its latter stages which ought not to be recognized or tolerated in Democratic reform circles.” “The IN cry of Democratic tariff reform ha- been stolen and worn in the service of Republican protection.” “I am more settled than ever in the determination to allow the bill to become a law without my signature." These are the conflicting expres sions of one who is trying to convince himself that he is consistent when he knows the record is dead against him. They are not the utterances of an honest man, but of one who is trying to make people believe that he is honest and patriotic, when in fact he is tricky and demagogical.

SALVATION FOR ALL.

Even a Tax Collector May Be Saved. The Conversion of Zaochea* and Ita Leeion Dr. Talmud's sermon for the Frees 7 The Rev. Dr. Talmage, who is now preparing to leave Australia for India on his round-the-world tour, selected as h£s subject for last Sunday’s sermon through the press “The Tax : Collector’s Conversion,” the text being taken from Luke xix, 9, “This day is salvation come to this house.” Zaccheus was a politician and a tax gatherer. He had an honest calling, but the opportunity for “stealings” was so large the tempta- r . tion was too much for him. The Bible says he'“was a shiner’’—that is, in the public sense. How manvfine men have been ruined by official position! It is an awful thing for any man to seek office under government unless his principles of integrity are deeply fixed. Many a man upright in an insignificant position has made shipwreck in a great one. As far as I can tell, in the city of Jericho this Zaccheus belonged to what might be called the “ring.” Notwithstanding his bad reputation, there were streaks of good about him. Gold is found in quartz, and Sometimes in a very small percentage. Jesus was coming to town. The people turned out en masse to see him. Here He comes, the Lord of Glory, on foot, dust-covered and road-weary, limping along the way, carrying the griefs and woes of the world. He looks to be sixty years of age when. He is only about thirty. Zaccheus was a short man and could not see over the people’s heads while standing on the ground, so he goti up into a sycamore tree that hung | its arm clear over the road. Jesus | advanced amid the wild excitement i of the surging crowd. ,The most bon- j orable and popular men of the city | are looking on and trying to gain I His attention. Jesus, instead of re- ' garding them, looks up at the little j man in the tree and says: “Zac- | cheus, come down. I am going ; home with you.” And so many people in this day ; get up into the tree of curiosity or speculation to see Christ. How many spend their time in criticism ! and religious speculation ! They j take the rose of Sharon or the lily of ; the valley, pull out the an then, scat- ' ter the corolla and say, “Is that the I beautiful flower of religion that you ■ are talking about ?” No flower is beautiful after you have torn it all to pieces. The path to heaven is so plain that a fool need not make any mistake about it, and yet men stop and cavil. ■ I notice that this tax-gatherer accompanied his surrender to Christ with the restoration of property that did not‘belong to him. He sayfi : “If I have taken anything by false accusation, I restore fourfold”—that is, if I have taxed any man for $lO,000 when he had only $5,000 worth of pro pe r ty, an d pu t i n mi n e ow n pocket the tax for the last $5,000, I will restore to him fourfold. If I I took from him $lO, I will give him | S4O. If I took from him S4O, I will give him $l6O. You say, “I cannot make restitution. The parties whom I swindled are gone.” Then Isay, “Take the the money up to the American bible society and consecrate it to God.” Zaccheus was wise when he disgorged his unrighteous gains, and it' was fii's firsTstep in the right direc- i tion. l . The way being clear, Christ walked into the house of Zaccheus. He becomes a different man; his wife a different woman; the children are different. Oh, it makes a great change in any house when Christ comes into it! How many beautiful homes are represented among you! There are pictures on the wall, there is music in the drawing room, and luxuries in the wardrobe, and a full supply in the pantry. Even if you were half asleep there is one word with which I could wake you, and thrill you through and through, and that is “home!” There are also houses of suffering represented in which there are neither pictures nor I wardrobe nor adornment—only one j room, and a plain cot, or a bunk in ! a corner. Yet it is the place where your loved ones dwell, and your whole nature tingles with satisfaction when you think of it and call it home. Though the world may scoff at us and pursue us and a.ll the day we 1 be tossed about at eventide, wo sail into the harbor of home. Though there be no rest for us in the busy world and we go trudging about, bearing burdens that well nigh crush us, there is a refuge, and it hath an easy chair in which we may repose, and that refuge is home. Now, suppose Christ should come into your house. First the wife and the mother would feel His presence. Religion almost always begins there. It is easier for women to become Christians than for us men. They do not fight so against God. If woman tempted man originally away from holiness, now she tempts him back. She may not make any fuss ibout it, but somehow everybody in \he house knows that there is a ffiange in the wife and mother. She chides the children more gently. Her face sometimes lights up with m unearthly glow. She goes into iome Unoccupied room for a little while, and the husband goes not after her nor asks her why she wai 4here. He knows without asking that ahxi has beefi lyin'*. The

husband notices that her. face !• brighter than on the day when, years ago,they stood at the marriage altar, and he knoyys that Jesus has been putting upon her brow a wreath sweeter than the orange blossoms.. She puts the children to bed, not z satisfied with the formal prayer that they once offered, but she lingers now and tells them of Jesus who blessed little children and of the good place where they all hope to be at last. And then she kisses them good night with something that the child feels to be a heavenly benediction —a something that shall hold on to the boy after he has become a man of forty or fifty years of age, for there is something in a good, loving, Christian mother’s kiss that—fifty years cannot wipe off the cheek. Now the husband is distressed and | annoyed and almost vexed. He does not like to say anything about it, but he knows that she has a hope,.. that be has not and a peace that hfe has not. fie knows that, dying as he now is, he cannot go to the same place. He cannot stand it any longer.—— ;—_ ~ . Some Sunday night, as they sit in church side by side, the floods of his soul break forth. He wants to pray, but does not know how. He hides his face lest some of his wordly friends see him, but God’s spirit arouses him, melts him, overwhelms him. And they go home —husband and wife—-in silence, until they get to their room, when he cries out, “Oh, pray for me!” And they kneel down. They cannot speak. The f words will not come. But God does not wan t any words. He looks down and answers sob and groan and outgushing tenderness. That night they do not sleep anv for talking of all the years wasted and of that Savior who ceased not to call. Before morning they have laid their plans for a new life. Morning comes. Father and mother descend from the bedroom. The children do not know what is the matter. They never saw father with a Bible in bis hand before. He says: “Come, children. I want you all to sit while we read and pray.” Thw~~ children look at each other and are almost disposed to laugh, but they see their parents are in dead earnest. It is a short chapter that the father reads. He is a good reader at other times, but now he does not get-on much. He sees sd much to linger on. His voice trembles. Everything is so strangely new to him. They kneel; —that is, the father and mother do, but the children come down one by one. They do not know that they must. It is some time before they all get down. The sentences are broken. The phrases are a little ungrammatical. The prayer begins abruptly and ends abruptly; but, as far as I can understand what they mean, it is about this : “Oh, Savior, help us I We do not know how to pray. Teach us. We cannot live any longer in the way we have beem living. We start today for heaven. Help us to take these children along with us. Forgive us for the past. Strengthen us for all the future. And when the journey is over take us where Jesus is and where the little babe is that we lost. Amen !” That night there, is a rap at the bedroom door. “Whb is there?” cries the father. It is the oldest child. “What is the matter? Are you sick?” “No; I want to be < saved.” Only a little while, and all three children are brought into the kingdom. And there is great joy in the house. A whole family saved •» forever ! If the deluge come, they are all in the ark —father, mother, sons, daughter. Together on earth, together in heaven. What makes it so ? Explain it. Zaccheus one day took Jesus home with him. That is all. Salvation came to that house. Up to forty years men work for themselves; after that for their children. Now, what do you propose to leave them? Nothing but dollars? Alas, what an inheritance! It is more likely to be a curse than a blessing. Your own observation and’ commonsense tell yafi~ that money, without the divine blessing, is a curse. You must soon leave z your children. Your shoulders are not strong as they were, and you know that they will soon be hard to carry their own burdens. Your eyesight is not so clear as once. They will soon have to pick out their own way. Your arm is not sc mightv as once. They will soon have to fight their own battles. Oh, let it not be told on judgment day that you let your family start without the only safeguard—the religion of Christ! Give yourself no rest until your children are the sons and daughters of the Lord Almighty. Your son does just as you do. fie 1 tries to walk like you and talk like you. The daughter imitates the mother. Alas, if father and mother miss heaven, the children will I Oh, let Jesus come into your house! Do not bolt the hail door, or the kitchen door, or the bedroom door against Him. Above all, do not bolt your heart. Build your altar tonight. Take the family Bible lying on the parlor table. Call together as many of your family as may be awake. Read a chapter, and then, if you can think of nothing else Ueside the Lord's prater, say that. That will do. Heaven will have begun in your * house. You can put your head on your pillow, feeling that, whether you wake up in this world or ths next, ail is well. In that great, ponderous book of the judgment, where are recorded all the important events of the earth, you will read at last the statement that thii whs the day when salvation cams into your *houseu Oh, Zaccheus, come down, come down! Jesus passing by!