St. Joseph County Independent, Volume 21, Number 22, Walkerton, St. Joseph County, 21 December 1895 — Page 2

Kiri ■Ht?*' kuo ffitinii I 'p°L Thar won’t be any Chrl’mus fun Eround cur house this year. Fer Sandy Claws, in passin’ by, 'Uli jest lean down bls ear. An' w'en he feels the chiinklcy’s cq]* He'll right on; Ho need o’ stoppin’ in to Clay's, The chillern’s all gone.” An’ ylt I've seed the time when tie ’Ud hev to hump hisse'f To fill the stockin's hangin’ up Er 1 >n’ our cblnibiey she’s. An' me an' maw d be up till twelve Er one, a-poppin’ co'n. No use o’ sech-like doin's now; The chillern’s all gone. I uster feel plump like a boy. To see them young 'tins sit An’ talk o' Chrl’mus bein' nigh, An’ wonder whut they’d git. An' fix theirse’ves to stay awake Till Sandy kem alon'l Thar’s no one watches fer him now. The chillern’s all gone. They’re all grow’d up an’ married off Exceptin' little Joe. They spoke for him up yonder. An’ we had to leave him go. *Twui po’rful rough to lose him. But now we're glad thar's one Thet’s still a little shaver, Though the chillern’s all gone. An’ settln’ yorejhis Chris'mus night, I sez to maw. it seemed Ez if I sensed his rosy face Bight whar the tirelight gleamed. An’ maw, she 'lowed that mebbe he Had lent us back our own, Cuz Chrl’mus an't a smeller w’en The chillern’s all gone. It kinder made my bones thaw out To Jedge thet w en we die We'll find our little tad ag'in. Not grow’d a smitch more high. I want him like he uster be. Jest big enough to run. 1 won't stay up thar—ef I find The chillern’s all gone. «ew York Ledger. W JBzF k i^’ THE city editor sat at his table hard at work, when the green-shaded i electric lamp revealed Billy MeGussy, the youngest reporter, approach- ' ing, embarrassed and apologetic in demeanor. “Mr. Banwell,” he began, “could I have two passes for the theater to-night?” “Passes for two?” responded Ban well, •taring hard. “Two! Oh, Jonesey, come ; here, quick! Billy’s gone wrong. He ; wants theater tickets for two!” chuckled : the editor, throwing out the coveted i pasteboards, and Billy, blushing like a ; Siri, fled 4rom the office, followed by ' ones’ solemn warning: “Billy, my son, pause and reflect.” Billy made his way down the street till

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he reached a tall building that rose from ! a corner, entered it, took the elevator to the top floor, and paused at the open door if a great brilliantly-lighted room. Facing the wall, on high stools, sat some dozens,, of girls, aparently playing games with pegs on a continuous brass checker board that extended around the room. The girls had small round discs fastened to their ears, but hands free to place the pegs or ring up a subscriber. It was the «ity telephone exchanges Perhaps it was the free magnetism of electricity of the place, or Billy’s hypnotic glance that made one girl turn her head, smile and gracefully slipping from the tall stool come quickly into the hall. Billy narrated how he had just got theater tickets, and exhibited them. The telephone girl took them to look at. “Why, Billy,” she said, after a pause, *lllOBO tickets are for the 24th.”

“Os course. Christmas eve; that‘« all right, isn’t T' “I'm on duty. Why didn’t you telephone to me, and ask what night I could go? You knew I was at the end of your wire, and you would have done it, if you cared anything for me,” and down went the tickets to the floor. It was evident that pretty Sadie had a temper of her, own. Sho turned with dignity, and left Billy Standing there. The quarrel had come, on so suddenly that he hardly realized it was all over. Then, feeling as if all the world had suddenly turned to ice and ink he mournfully regained the street. Sadie sat at her work, as the night went on, listening to calls from people who wished “Merry Christmas” over the wires, and wondered why hers did not come. Then, about 1 o'clock a sharp ring came in. No, it was not Billy’s voice! “Give me one-naught-six-four, quick! 7 Now, it invariably irritates a telephone girl to be told to be quick. She is always quick. The “quick” aroused Miss Sadie’s temper, but she said nothing; 1,064 was the number of the Blade editorial rooms, the rival of Billy's paper. “Hello! that you, Barker?” continued the voice. “Say, there’s the biggest thing an to-night, and we’ve got the deadwood on the Argus, if we work it right. There's been a Christinas eve tragedy if ..th.—Mdflian quarter at 768 Bremer street. Two men are dead, and one's so bad he’ll die before morning.” “Who's on that beat for the Argus?” camo the breathless inquiry. “Oh, I've fixed that—Billy McGuffy, and I’ve got him out the way. I had a fellow tell him there was a frightful accident out at Bloomfield, arid he thinks he’s got a scoop on it. Take the murder case; here’s the details.” Sadie had made up her mind what to do. She knew she was wrong, but poor Billy! She had been on the newspaper wires long enough to know the value of time to a morning paper. She listened carefully to the message, then she rang up the Argus. “Hello, Banwell, city editor," sho said. “Take a frightful tragedy in the Italian quarter. Billy Billy McGuffy.” "All right; hurry it along. Say, Billy, you're scared—you talk like a girl.” “It’s enough to scare anybody—two men dead and another on the way.” Sadie gave the full particulars, rang off abruptly, and sat back looking scared herself at what she had dared to do. About 4 o'clock a call came from the ' Argus office, and Sadie’s answer had a I tremble in it. “Hello,” sounded Billy’s voice. “Is i that you? Merry Christmas. I just got i back from running down a rumor. Do we make up. Sadie?" “Well, I’ll be free at 6 o’clock, and then you may come over and see me home.” At the Argus office, Billy just arrived from his bootless errand, stayed all alone till daylight. As he started after Sadie the watchman handed him a copy of the paper damp from the press. He read the startling headlines: AWFUL CHRISTMAS TRAGEDY Two Men Instantly Killed in a Brawl, and a Third Dies This Morning. “Oh, dear! oh. dear!” wailed Billy. “I’m a goner! Right in my district, too! Hero I was fooling about the suburbs, and Banwell so short-handed. Well, it’s all up with Bill McGuffy.” He hurried to the telephone exchange building, where ho found Sadie at the door waiting for him. “Oh, Billy!" she cried; “I've done the most dreadful thing." “So have I." “But I’ll lose my situation If I'm found out." “I'm found out now.” sighed Billy, “and i my situation is as good as gone. But toll I me about your trouble first,” and Sadie told him as they walked along. ‘’Yes. Billy." she said, ns Billy accused himself of being a fool (they were standing in the porch of her home now); “yes, Billy, you’re green. You never know enough to do the right thing at the right, i time.” “Oh, don't I?” said Billy, and he Kissed , her as they stood there. “Oh, Billy,” she cried, catching her I breath. "I did not think you had th^ I courage.” All of which shows that a young man’ on a daily paper learns many things asj time goes on, which thought passed,

! through Billy’s mind as he modestly and silently listened to Mr. Banwell's compliments that afternoon cn his enterprise and wide-awakeness on Christmas eve. Shoe or Stocking. i Some little French-Canadian children i were discussing a very Important matter I with some of their Yankee neighbors ; from “over the line.” The French children are In the habit i of putting their shoes on the hearth instead of hanging up their stockings, on the night before Christmas, and the little Vermonters naturally thought this a strange custom. “Any way,” said one of the Canadian girls, “shoes are a great deal nicer than stockings to get bottles of perfumery in; because If it breaks and spills it can't run out.”

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—~= JIT was Christmas eve, and the ngM blew keen ■ Acros^ojMiMMll^s that lie between* Fort" H'’Oge, oi, t jj e Arkansaw, uuj&l the bIW. , T And the struggling Where dwelt Niles Nelson, who s^Ke day From his home to the northward, far away^ Over the bunch grass, bare and brown. Into the bustling frontier town. The night was dark—not a star on high—knd a blizzard brewing up there In the sky. Niles Nelson stepped out into the street; The wind was driving a blinding sheet Os powdery snow right Into his face. Hut Niles was happy; he left the place With n glow In his heart, for little Moll, His baby daughter, would get her doll, The Christmas gift he had promised long. Niles Nelson, trolling a Christinas song. Am! facing the north wind, sturdily rode. While past him the Storiu Fiend’s coursers strode. The snow grows deeper, the night more wild. When he hears tho wail of a little child.

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Lost on the prairie and doomed to die u f heaven prove deaf to its feeble cry. He leaps from his pony, he searches long) He feels it; he has it within his strong. Rough hands; he presses it to his breast— A place of shelter, a place of rest. -Don't cry. little honey, you'll catch more cold," And he wrapped the child in many a fold Jf bis blanket coarse, and he hugged it tight t ro his big, broad breast, but the blizzard's blight Still strove to wither its tender life. tie mounted his pony, and then the strife IVith the wolfish wind, and the blinding snow, And the biting cold (that the plainsmen know When the Storm Fiend flies) began oncS ( more, j And under bis breath Niles Nelson swore. J Thon a silence fell in the tumult wild. And he heard the voice of the little chlldt “Now I lay me down to sleep; I pray the Lord my soul to keep; Patent New Year's Resolves. I will get up and dress when the breakfast bell rings. I will not complain when everything goes to suit me. I will treat my wife as politely as though she was a perfect stranger. I will strive to be more thoughtful for my own comfort, that others, seeing me happy, may also endeavor to be contented. I will not spend so much money this year on the useless frivolities of life. I will endeavor to impress upon my family the duty of greeting, with cheerful voices and laughing faces, the father of a family when he returns home, wearied with the depressing cares and labors of a long business day. I will go out by myself oftener. In order that my family may enjoy the tranquil and improving pleasure of a long, uninterrupted evening in the quiet sanctity of a happy home. I must be more unselfish, and take better care of myself that I may long be spared to be the joy and light of the home which it has pleased an appreciative Providence to bestow upon me. I will pay my pew rent this year, If I have to deny myself a new overcoat, and my children have to go without shoe’s. I feel that we have not heretofore sufficiently denied ourselves la little luxuries

-7. ■ s, If I should die before I wake. I pray the Lord my soul to take.” IWriew Nelson paused. the sound dismayed, H And then—nieu Ntlea Nelson praved: • ‘l.onl save," was all ho could think of then. ‘‘Lord save," he muttered, “Lord save, a amen.” — aSfe ßP staring to northward, and into the 'CCF night, “I see it’.” he shouted, “Thank God, a light.” ’Twas a beam from a lamp ou the window sill Os his own sed cabin. With right good will His pony quickened Its lagging pace. And soon In that dear, familiar place. His cosy cabin, Niles Nelson stands; He kisses Ills wife and lie holds her hands. “Where’s Mollie?” he cries; “where’s little Poll? I’ve brought her a wonderful Christmas doll!” Then he points to the bed where the blanket lies In a queer little bundle: “That’s my surprise. ; Why don’t you answer? You're deadly pale; You tremble and shiver, you sob and wall. | Answer! Where's Mollie?” "Oh, Niles,” she said.

"My God. how can I? Oh, Niles, she’s dead.” "Dead?” “Yes, Niles, she's lost la the snow; To-day was pleasant, and Mollie would go On the prairie to play, and she'dldu't come back. When the night shut down, all stormy and black, I set the lamp on the window sill, Eushed into the stortn and sought her until The blizzard drifted me back to the door. That shall open for Mollie, our Mollie, no more.” Niles Nelson stood like a statve of stone; Then be raised his hand and said, with a groan: I “Is thete a God that will kill a child i Anil bring Its father across the wild I Os wintry plains to save from death [ The child of another?” He drew his breath With n savage hiss, as he snatched away The blanket In which the baby lay. The blue eyes open; the rose lips call: “Oh, papa, you’re home! Now I want my doll.” for the sake of maintaining a good appearance at church. I will be, in all things, an affectionate I husband, a loving father, a good provider; j and I will rear up a family that will love i and respect me, and render to me prompt I and cheerful obedience, with perfect deI ference to my comfort, or I will break their backs in the attempt.—Burdette, in Ladies’ Home Journal. An Ocular Demonstration. J®- W . Yw r .W7 OY W> IO ’pyßggfti Ar

CANDIES FOR CHRISTMAS. Sweetmeats for the Delectation of the Boys and Girls. It would not seem Christmas to the little people without candy, any more than it would without dolls, and even older ones would have the same feeling if something sweet were missing. There are many pretty ways of serving bon-bons with the Christmas dinner. Pretty dishes filled with tlp?m can be placed upon the table. Dainty bags of various colored silks, with sprays of flowers painted upon them and filled with bon-bons, either with dinner card attached or name painted upon them, are pleasing souvenirs. The variety of candies that can be made at home is infinite as to color, shape and flavor. The purity and cheapness of these manufactures are worthy of consideration, also. Here are a few good recipes: French vanilla cream—Break into n bowl the white of one or more eggs, as is required by the quantity you wish to make* and add to it an equal quantity of cold water; .then stir in the finest powdered or confectioners’ sugar until it is stiff enough to mold into shape with the fingers. Flavor with vanilla to taste. After it is formed into balls, cubes or lozenges, place upon plates to dry. Canrllne withrmf rooking lire IlOt aS gOOd the first day. This cream is the foundation of all the French creams. Nut creams—Chop almonds, hickorynuts, butternuts or English walnuts quite fine. Make the French cream, and before adding all the sugar while the cream is still quite soft, stir into it the nuts, and then form into balls, bars or squares. Throe or four kinds of nuts may be mixed together. Maple sugar creams —Grate maple sugar, mix it in quantities to suit the taste, with French cream, adding enough confectioners’ sugar to mold into any shape desired. Walnut creams are sometimes made with maple sugar, and are deli- ' cions. Orange drops—Grate the rind of one ; orange ami squeeze the juice, taking care i to reject the seeds. Add to this a pinch : of tartaric acid; stir in confectioners’ 1 sugar until it is stiff enough to form into

small balls the size of a small marble. These are declicious. Stirred cream walnuts —Take two cupfuls of sugar, two-thirds of a cupful of boiling water and one-half salt teaspoonful of cream of tartar. Boil until it be- ; gins to thicken. Stir in chopped walnutj and drop on tins. The Day In Richmond. Th--' following extract from the "Diary of a Refugee,” describing a Christmas in Richmond in 1564, portrays graphically the meager provision for Christmas fes- : tivities it was possible to make in the capital of the Confederacy: "Dec. 26, 1564. The sad Christmas has passed away. J and C. were with us, and very cheerful. We exerted ourselves to be so, too. The church services in the morning were sweet and comforting. St. Paul's was dressed most elaborately and beautifully with everi greens; all looked as usual, but there is ' much sadness on account of the failure of the South to keep Sherman back. “When we got home our family circle was small but pleasant. We had aspired to a turkey, but finding the prices range i from SSO to SIOO in the market on Saturday we contented ourselves with roast : beef, and the various little dishes which ■ Confederate times made us believe are I tolerable substitutes for the viands of better days. “At night I treated our little party to tea and ginger cakes, ^wo very rare indulgences, and but for the sorghum grown in our own fields the cakes would have been an impossible indulgence. Nothing but the fact that Christmas comes but once a year would make such extravagance at all excusable. "Poor fellows, how they enjoy our plain dinners when they come. Two meals a day has become the rule among refugees and many citizens from dire necessity. The want of our accustomed tea and coffee is very much felt by the leaders. The rule with us is only to have tea when sickness makes it necessary. A country lady from one of the few spots in Virginia where the enemy has never been, and where they retain their comforts, asked me gravely why we did not substitute milk fox; tea. She could hardly believe me when I t»>ld her that we had not had milk more than twice in eighteen months, and then it was sent by a country friend. It b now $4 a quart.”

MUST DRAW THE UNE CLEVELAND ON THE VENEZUELAN TROUBLE. Sends a Message to Congress in Which He Takes a Strong Position—European Nations Have No Right oa American Soil. Vigorous Action Demanded. The President Tuesday transferred the whole Venezuelan controversy to Congress, transmitting, with a vigorous message on the Monroe doctrine, the eorre•pondence between Secretary Olney an«l Ambassador Bayard and the British Government, and the Marquis of Salisbury's reply declining to arbitrate the question. Parts of the President’s message ring lik« a call to arms. His promptness in transmitting the Venezuelan correspondence to Congress and his evident desire to have quick attention thereon was prompted in a large measure by the belief that England and Venezuela were secretly negotiating for a direct settlement of their differences. Jj’ho vwnmmendatiou for the appointment of a commission to go at once to ii»» scene of trouble and ascertain the status of the affairs in Venezuela and bring in a report at once meets with general approval so far as can be ascertained, and it is not improbable that Congress may go further and precede the resolution authorizing it with a preamble declaring it to be the sense of the people of this republic that all negotiations looking to a settlement of pending boundary disputes, now in progress, be kept open until the rights of the United States in the premises be ascertained. Such a declaration would i hardly be ridden over rough shod by eithi er of the countries directly disputing. The President's message was listened ■to with rapt attention. Every Senator was in his seat ami many members of the other chamber crowded in when word was brought what was going on. At the conclusion of the reading the Republicau Senators applauded vigorously. After reviewing the early details of the controversy and referring to Salisbury s disinclination to admit the force of the Monroe doctrine and resort to arbitration, the President says: Without attempting extended arguments iu reply to these positions it may not be amiss to suggest that the doctrine upon which we stand is strong and sound because its enforcement is important to our ^eace and safety as a nation, and is essential to the integrity of our free institutions and the tranquill maintenance of our distinctive form of government. It was intended to apply to every stage of our national life and cannot become obsolete while our republic endures. If the balance of power is justly a cause for jealous anxiety among the governments of the old world, and a subject for our absolute non-interference, none ihe less is an observance of the Monroe uoctrine of vital concern to our people and their government. Monroe Doctrine Is Just. The Monroe doctrine finds its recognition in those principles of International law which are based upon the theory that every nation shall have its rights protected and its just claims enforced. Os course this Government is entirely confident that under the sanction of this doctrine we have clear rights and undoubted claims. Nor is this ignored in the British reply. This Government proposed to the Government of Great Britain a resort to arbitration as the proper means of settling the question, to the end that a vexatious boundary dispute between the two contestants might be determined and our exact standing and relation in respect to the contJoversy might be made clear. It will be seen from the correspondence herewith submitted that this proposition has been declined by the British Government. upon grounds which under the circumstances seem to me to be far from satisfactory. The course to be pursued by this Government in view of the present condition does not appear to admit of serious doubt. Great Britain's present preposition has never thus far bo?n regarded as admissible by Venezuela, though any adjustment of the boundary which that country may deem for her advantage and may enter into of her own free will cannot of course be objected to by the United States. Assumir.it. however, that the attitude of Venezuela will remain unchanged, the dispute has reached such a stage as to make it now incumbent upon the United States to take measures to determine with sufficient certainty for its justification what is the true divisional line between the republic of Venezuela and British Guiana. 1 suggest that the Congress make an adequate appropriation for the expenses of a commission to be appointed by the Executive, who shall make 1 the necessary investigation and report upon the matter with the least possible delay. Must Fight If Necessary. When such report is made and accepted, it will, in my opinion, be the duty of the United States to resist by every means in its power, as a willful aggression upon its rights and interests, the appropriation by Great Britain of any lands, or the exercise of governmental jurisdiction over any teritory which, after investigation, we have determined of right belongs to Venezuela. In making these recommendations I tion over any territory which, after incurred and keenly realize all the consequences that may follow. I am, nevertheless, firm in my conviction that while it is a grievous thing to contemplate the great English-speaking peoples of the world as being otherwise than friendly competitors in the onward march of civilization and strenuous and worthy rivals in all the arts of peace, there is no calamity which a great nation can invite which equals that which follows a supine submission to wrong and injustice. and the consequent loss of national self-respect and honor, beneath which is shielded and defended a people's safetv and greatness. GROVER CLEVELAND. Sparks from the Wires. The three-day tests of the pneumatic guns recently erected at the Presidio (Cal.) reservation were concluded. The board of military examiners expressed their satisfaction with the tests, which exceeded the requirements in every instance. Capt. William J. Emright, of the British steamship Erona. was presented with an aluminum binocular glass, the gift of President Cleveland, in recognition «>f his services in rescuing tho crew of tho American schooner E. H. Cornell last 1 March.