St. Joseph County Independent, Volume 22, Number 45, Walkerton, St. Joseph County, 29 May 1897 — Page 2

DAY WITH MKINLEY. PRESIDENT’S BUSY LIFE IN THE WHITE HOUSE. One Day Woultl Make Many a Man Crazy —Every Moment of His Time Occupied—Has Less Time than He Who Dijjs Sewers. Lends a Busy Life. Washington correspondence: The office of the President of the United States is no sinecure. 'lt is one of the hardest in the gift of the nation to till, as a sample day lived by President McKinley will suffice to show. President McKinley rises at 7 o'clock <nd breakfasts with his family at 8:30. For half an hour after breakfast he lounges around with the family, a half hour which is probably the pleasantest of all the day. By 10 o’clock the President gets into his office. His special mail is *ll laid out for him to glance over. Here is where the secretary of the President, Porter, gets in his tine work. He

to his desk at least an hour lie fore ■the President, and. with the stenographer, goes through the three or four hundred , letters that are the advance guard of the avalanche that comes during the day. The President does not see much of that mail, however. It is carefully culled, applications for office going into the proper bureau, political tirades into the waste basket; begging letters, crank letters and letters of unsolicited advice are all consigned to the same cavernous maw, which yawns for them handily. It would doubtless astonish the writers of this class of letters to know that the President never •ees one Os them. In the nature of things he could not, because life is short and time is fleeting. The Raid of Visitors. From among the hundreds, yes, thousands, of letters that come to the White House bearing the name of the President,

til r" - SSoow v ‘Jar w jo" ' Sfe jiWjmk^jjf^^ j s^a '• ^2— . v I LOOKING OVER HIS MAIL. •perhaps a dozen or two are found worthy of his special attention, and these are on this desk for his perusal. He also finds a Jot of documents ready for his signature. These disposed of. he talks for a few moments with the private secretary about the business of the day. and by that time the great American public is clamoring ito be turned in on him. At 10 o'clock the ffaid begins. The waiting room is a study at this time. There are legless and armSees veterans, in “faded blouse of blue,'' and in the nattiest of spring attire, but the bit of bronze button on the lapel of each is often associated with a tiny knot of ribbon, which means a “medal of boner" man. There are cranks who have Inventions that they want the President to see and recommend. There are other cranks who have presents for the President, which they desire to present in person. There are myriads of curious people who want to shake hands with the President in his own office, instead of performing that ceremony down stairs in ■the East room, as they would have an op•portunity to do each afternoon. The women have schemes all their own. It is not often that they are after office, though some women who want postofiices prejudice their chances by coming to make * special plea of the President, "because •they are women.” Many of them have •sons whom they want appointed to eadetahips at West Point or Annapolis. Dozens of them have schemes for raising •money, which they are sure will go like 'hot cakes if the President will just indorse them. Others work the charity • racket. They have concerts, or fairs, or iplays, or something equally as frivolous, which they desire the President and his wife to “patron” with their names. Legions of Office-Seekers. Among the waiters will be found aspirants for foreign consulships and the under offices, those who are seeking preferment in this country, and those who ■come to give timely protest against cer•tain appointments. Each and every one of them has an ax to grind and they use the President’s nerves for a grindstone. This Senator has a candidate for a berth abroad, and he rings the changes on his Tight to have nv- ’'ivuH. day in and day out. day after day, while his colleague, who is at his heels, urges some i other man with just as much persistency for the very same place. Hore is a poSitical “boss” who wants to “place” one of his lieutenants in political work. He _ i ... i ..it 1.,., . . 4...

'talks and argues and all but trios to browR>eat the President into appointing the I 'ward heeler. There is an all-around good tfellow, who has friends everywhere, to *U of whom he feels under obligation, und ho comes in with pockets ami hands tfilled with recommendations for half a dozen or more. He urges the claims of each, and in effect toils the President rthat his place in the House or Senate, as ithe case may be, depends upon his getting just these particular offices. For two long Siours this sort of thing keeps up, the President listening, always listening, never talking much, except to ask a few pointed questions, and then at noon the comsnon herd is run through into the secretary’s room, and from there is cut out in Punches and corraled in the President’s sroom, where he gives a few moments to *ach. This is perhaps the most trying Sour of all. Among the cranks who slip in at such times are women who are “slaving themselves to death to pay off the mortgage on the homestead,” so they inform the President, and they have come to him, as he is srich, because he draws such an enormous salary, and ask him to give them a hundred dollars, or fifty, or five, as the case snay be, toward that desirable end. Others ’want him to indorse notes for them. The

( autograph flend is always there in force, l and the bric-a-brac hunter is omnipresent. One hour is given up to this class of callers, and at 1 o'clock the President goes to lunch with his wife. One hour is given to lunch and to family gossip, then he goes back to his desk. At 4 o'clock promptly he flings care and business aside and goes out for an hour. Sometimes he walks, sometimes he rides a horse, sometimes goes in a carriage. On returning the President glances over the daily papers and rests until' dinner time. Dinner is served at 7 o’clock promptly.and the President dons evening dress for it. He often invites friends to this meal Informally, and it is very seldom indeed' that the President and his wife sit down to a meal by themselves. After dinner, if there are men to entertain, the President takes them into the little room oft the hall, where they smoke and tell stories. Therc’a No Let-up. In the evening there is very,often music at the White House, and music of the best character, and there are always criers. It would seem as though public men might respect the evenings o’s the President and leave him to his family, unless specially invited, but they don't. They invade his home life, and talk consulships,

secretaries, ministers, revenutTcollectors, appraisers commissioners. and so on through tho list, till I<> o'clock or after, when they go and leave the Bresident to go to his office to look nt the bushel of telegrams, the two bushels of letters, the half a ton of documents to sign, all of which must be cleaned up before he goes to l>ed, else one day’s work would soon cover another, and he would never get through. By the time tho last paper is attended to the President is as tired as though he had been working in the harvest field all day. Three days in tho week he gives an hour to shaking hands with the general public in the East room. This time is 3 o'clock, and it is a motley assembly that greets his eyes. There are old men and young ones, old women and young ones, all colors, classes and conditions of humanity, and little children make a large contingent. Two days a week are given over to cab-

inet meetings, from 11 to I, and it is then that a (fairs of national importance are considered. Those days are particularly hard upon the President, because he must consider conflicting interests and harmonize them, he must keep his finger on the pulse of the people through all Tils cabinet officials, and decide firmly and wisely the questions that, are brought to him. Ail this work is crowded upon the Presidenr, and he has one stale dinner a week, to say nothing of the dinners he must attend, the state receptions and other society functions which demand the time and presence of the President; with bills of Congress to read and sign, and messages to write, it will be scon that the man who digs cellars has much the best of it as to time; he works eight, and the President nearer eighteen hours of the twenty-four. WRECKED BY BANK PRESIDENT. . Reports Received at Washington on the Logansport Failure. Reports received at the Treasury Department tend to show that the failure of the State National Bank at Logansport, Ind., was caused by the dishonesty of John F. Johnson, the president of the institution, who, it is claimed, appropriated not only the capital stock of the bank, $200,000, but also the undivided profits, amounting to SIOO,OOO more, and falsified the records so that the extent of his peculations cannot be determined at present. The bank examiner in charge believes that SIOO,OOO can be realized for ■hr* & Wloii (iw x ) JOHN F. JOUXSiN. the benefit of creditors from the sale of property which Johnson has surrendered. The directors of the bank do not seem to have taken any interest in the manage- j meat, but permitted the president to con- । duct the business to suit himself. The ; liability on deposits is reported at S3OO,- i 000, but an examination is necessary to | determine whether an assessment will be I made on the capital stock. Johnson was taken to Indianapolis, and j now occupies a cell at the jail. He went ; in the custody of United States Commis- i sioner Funk and Deputy United States | .Marshal Clark. In the afternoon Mr. ; and Mrs. George XV. Prescott of ’Terre I Haute, father-in-law and mother-in-law j lof the prisoner, arrived. They were ac- | I companicd by Mr. Johnson s fl-year-old ■ daughter, who was visiting them when ' the crash came, and who docs not yet know of her father's disgrace. Johnson } was taken to jail at G o'clock in the even-

i lug, and there parted with his wife. Poth | i were perfectly self-possessed, even to the point of exciting comment.'Johnson will plead guilty to some of the charges against him, but others he will fight. Commissioner Funk says that if the Logansport bank is promptly reorganized it will be able to pay out. Telegraphic Brevities. The president of the British Iron and Steel Institute, in his annual address, calb ed attention to the remarkable growth of American competition. The Agricultural Department has sent out 10,000 pounds of beet seed to farmers in various parts of the country and the supply is now exhausted. Cardinal Camillo Siciliano di Rendi, archbishop of Benevento, is dead at Rome. He was born in 1847, and received the red hat in 1887. The Spanish Government has made another loan of $50,000,000 from the Bank of Spain to pay troops in Cuba. Foreign i financiers refused to lend. ' President Errazuris of Chili and the Chilian minister to Rio Janeiro declare ' that though the Chilian populace wants i war with Argentina, the better classes in ' Chili are opposed to it

THE SACRED THIRTIETH DAY OF MAY When Columbia Ch ant 3 the p™ ~ Eeoorates the q( Dead Heroes. I I Hillis^ ' I 'w f m " I I* J1 Illi

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her always an occasion of subdue® Mingled with memories of the ■ . a faithfully mourned, however, wnM^.^ fresh and therefore more poignaWßP and when she arose and went ont^Bm little garden the sacred, tender _ that always hallowed this svasi^B clouded by the intrusion of a scarcely her own. MB _ In the near cemetery rested h^B * n s ‘ band a patriot who had turned t^B ’ of a great battle by his heroism, a^B" for twenty years after the war W^B ‘ pride of the little community in . c lived. How faithfully she moitrnM^ im the carefully nurtured flowers aTiW 8 ' 8 gathered on the eve of the coming mt# 110 ” rial day. as now, told to every ueigh®J ,r ’ who, with her, revered the memory a true man and a brave soldier. ■ “Poor Barry!” she murmured, liqf her tear-filled eyes, and glancing auJM®l 3

® I * LOVE CONQUERS ALT,. jly down the road. "It will bn ak" Ihiheart when he knows when he knot, »!” When he knows what? Widow A'Borton looked across the valley to whet H a stately summer home reared its turi*®jts as if to silently answer the question., / The place had been occupied b f a stranger since February, a wealthy dty banker, who had brought his only eliYild, ' a daughter of 18, and his servants tbit Ihor early in the year, tired of the city sea; Jtom’ He had come down to Lupton only or Ta- , eionally during the past three months, )ut I winsome Eleanor Morse had been there* ‘all the time, and had become the favorit; of the village. The favorite of Barry, her Barry, V id- ; ow Morton’s Barry, as well! The wit ow bad trembled when she first noted the j»vi dences of their sincere attachment. ^Hlut how could she have the heart to dim.^^ he bright joy in Barry’s eye; how could he point out to him the insurmountable | Jar tier of wealth that would oppose his ■|ove some day! And now the end had cc ne. V,

Banker Morse had learned that his daughter had given her heart to a struggling ivoung village physician. Sho, Mrs. MorL^n, had learned that afternoon of an at the mansion, in which the ^^^^^^proud Morse had told his child he Tuctild rather see her dead than the wife in a nameless, penniless country doctor, and they were packing up now to leave Lupton forever. “Madam, can you direct me —I am looking for the home of Dr. Morton ' ’ The widow looked up. Then her heart ! began to tremble. She knew the speaker, | though he did not know her the great man from the city. She saw in his nervous, suppressed manner the anger that was ready to flash forth at slight provocation. She guessed his mission—ho had come to parry bitter words with the young man who had stolen his daughter’s heart. “I am his mother, sir," she said simply. “Will you not come in and wait for him'.'” The banker twirled his great watch chain furiously, reflected impatiently, ami nodded with curtness. Then as she showed him into the neat sitting room and placed her flowers on a table, and a sword and a belt above it told their own story, a token of sudden interest came into the visitor's eyes. “You—-you are a soldier's widow, madam?” he insinuated, almost reverently. "Yes, there is my hero!” She was heart full, and. pointing to a picture on the wall. she<left the room, weeping over a tender memory, weeping because she knew this proud man had come to crush her Barry's heart. “That!” echoed the banker, arising, pale and startled, “that!” but the widow was gone, and did not hear him. Like a man in a dream he sat for fully

* £ ATURM * । I her gorgeous. ~r clear and j i the pretty! home of '.Morten neat and hf^ ns a the occupant s.f , vine-cover J ' . , dow, sad.|^ ul j and , The Day" Decoratic®

ten minutes staring at the picture, then, trembling, rapt, he arose and scanned the framed record of John Morton’s war service. “Chattanooga,” he read. “That picture!” and he took a small, faded, ragged counterpart from his pocketbook and compared them. ‘‘The same man—after all these years!” When Widow Morton re-entered that room shortly afterwards, to her infinite ^rprise she found it untenanted, her visitor gone. . She had not the heart to tell what she had learned of Eleanor Morse, to tell of her mysterious visitor to Barry that day. The next, as they sat by John Morton's grave in the beautiful Lupton cemetery, after they had placed the Howers upon the mound revered, she was about to speak of it when, glancing up. she saw approaching—the man who had visited her so «trangelv the day previously. " He boived to her gravely. He lifted his hat he placed beside her own simple flowQr/on her husband’s grave an exquisite wreath of roses. And then he sat down beside them. His eves were full of tears. Memory and fidelity had broken down all his pride and in that moment the widow comprehended that her darling boy would never know how nearly he had lost the woman he ^A^soldicr had saved Ri'haM Morse’s life at Chattanooga at the risk^f his own 1 ^nobly, heroically, There had been a ' hurried exchange of photographs, a prom- ' ise never to forget, a quick alarm, scattered forces, and the two parted never to I meet again in life. r„ r[ rnt But Richard Morse had never forgot ten ami gratitude sealed the lips of P nh : ,nd’ sanctioned the appeal of love on that r bright, beautiful Memorial Day. . p U ro and UndetHcd Patriotism. P Patriotism, pure and undefiled, Is one of the noblest sentiments that can inspire ! a human heart, and no page of history e chronicles more sacrifices, more unselfish , effort and more lofty and determined en

—..— 3 deavor than characterized the period of that bitter and uncompromising struggle. The hundredth part of it has neve^dieen told, and only in th<» 1>oolr« of the rt?orting angels above are many of the entries to the credit of those who gave up every- ! thing that they held dear that tli» honor , of the American nat'on might be upheld; j and upon the historical battle grounds of i the disputed territory, as well as upon the scattered graves ail through th® entire Union, it is fitting and proper that garlands be laid and that patriotic tears may fall. No Oath Needed. It Is a pleasing sight, albeit a sad one, to see the veterans' of battles and cam- i paigns keeping time to the music by which they once inarched to fight for the Star# ami Stripes. ’Then those men were In the fire and flush of first youth; now they em- , phasizo their speech with a crutch. A story is told of a man who was in court as a witness in a case at litigation, and who was ordered by the judge to hold up his hand and be sworn. He held up his : left hand. “Hold up your right hand!" roared the judge. “I can’t, your honor,” said the man. j “Fine him for contempt of court, and send him to jail until his fine is paid!” “All right, your honor, but there isn't any hand to my right arm. It lies buried at Shiloh. I am a soldier!” “Remit his fine. He needn’t be sworn. Now.( tell us what you know about this case,” said the judge, wiping hia eye# suspiciously hard. LAY HIM LOW.

/A, iLiM” i i ' M all 'loißi » GOSE bls eyes) bls ' Ali Ur work Is done. 4 C What to film U 1' w friend or foeman, of moon or set a Aa of sun. 2 MvW W Hnnd of man or k!ss t of woman? Lay him low, lay him low. In the clover or the snow. What cares he? He cannot know. Lay him low. Asa man ho fought, his fight, Proved his truth by his endeavor. Let him sleep in solemn night, Sleep forever and forever. Lay him low, lay him iow. In the clover or the snow. What cares he? He cannot know. Lay him low. Fold him to his country's stars, Poll the drum and tiro the volley. What to him uro all our wars? What but death bemoeklng folly? Lay him low, lay him low, In the clover or the snow. What cares he? He cannot know. Lay him low. Leave him to God's watching eye. Trust him to the hand that made him. Mortal love weeps Idly by, God alone has power to aid him. Lay him low. lay him low, In the clover or the enow. What cares he? He cannot know. Lay him low.

THE SUNDAY SCHOOL SERIOUS SUBJECTS CAREFULLY CONSIDERED. A Scholarly Exposition of the Lesson —TlunKhts Worthy of Calm Reflection—Half an flour’s Study of the Seri pt urea-Time Well Spent. Lesson for May 30. Golden Text.—“l will shew thee my faith by my works.”--.lames 2: 18. This lesson is fonnd in James 2: 14-23, and shows how Christian faith leads to good works. In tho last lesson, one of the most prominent persons in the conference nt Jerusalem was James, tho brother of Jesus, leader of the church al Jerusalem. His letter is one of the earlier books of tho New Testament; not improbably the earliest, though it may have boon written after some of I'ant's epistles. Tho dates assigned to it vary from lb to 113. Ils simple, practical nattiro seems Io favor an early date. The book is one of tho most attractive in the Now Tetdament, outside of the gospels. It breathes throughout tho spirit of a ‘‘Christian gentleman,” of a man who, not despising theological discussion, yet preferred to devote himself to the conereli' realities of conduct. Ii has often been supposed that it is in some measure controversial, and was intended to counteract the excessive reliance on faith which might grow out of Paul's preaching. Bui though il does emphasize the complcmcnlary truth, faith is not disparaged. No! Paul's teaching, but at most a bold perversion of if, can be the error which James combats. His book should bo read through by teacher ami pupils during these two weeks. Its graceful stylo amt charming geniality, as well as its practical Christianity, will make It very pleasant reading. Many passages in it should bo memorized. Ex planatory. The Epistle of James, from one point of view, is a protest against shams, of every sort and description. The author denies vigorously that sin comes from Go<l, or from any other sottrcc than the tdnful heart of man -thus demolishing the arguments of fatalists and all who attempt to evade full risponsibility for their actions (1: 12 18). lie protests, in the second place, against the self-decepttion of those many Jews who supposed that familiarity with the law. lifelong hearing of the word, would in some way suffice in place of obedience (1:1'1-27). Thirdly, he prot<'sts against the snobbishness that attempts to base itself on religious exclusiveness, and has regard to the clothing of rich and poor, yet offends in weighty matters of ihe law <2: 1 13). Then comes tho lesson, a prob st against a spurious faith tJiat results in no good works, and is dead (2: 14-2(1). There are other protests in the remainder of the book, such as that against the inconsistency of a Christian who cannot control his own longue (3: 1 12). that of those •ho pro-

fc«s to believe in peace but strive among themselves (4:1-12), a protest against the folly of a trust in the permanence of Worldly plan * ami riches <4: IM: 5: G). R'it nil im-»c protests are made in a gentle, kindly spieii. Pesinned to suggest Io the minds of the ro-ulers their own deficiencies m such away ns to le»<» ee rup»uiuim*e and reformation, rather than to denounce them and drive them into greater sin. It is for this reason that James is so good a model for preachers to-day. We need every one of these warnings, though that against an idle faith has less pertinence to-day than during previous generations: ! but we need them framed in the same j persuasive words if their effect is to be i seen in renewed lives and a Uhris'iianized I society. Teaching Hints. The theoretical discussion of the relai tion of faith to works in salvation, interj eating as it may be to a theologian, has no place in the Sunday school. Even the I comparison of Paul's doctrine with that j of James, unless thoroughly done, would better not be done at all. Such a com- । parison might profitably be made in tho I adult Bible class, under the guidance of the pastor, and would throw much light I on the essentials of Christian doctrine, j Hut the central truth of the lesson itself | is simple enough for the comprehension |of the youngest child. It is withal a truth that needs to be constantly emphasized in I the training of children. Youthful im- | pulses towards goodness that end in wbrds do untold harm to character. There are few sights so sad as that of a boy or । girl who talks glibly in Sunday school or junior meeting of religious experiences which bear no fruit in daily conduct. A system that trains children and young people to speak regularly in public religious services is valuable just so far as it provides also for the symmetrical development of their character. When it fails in that, it does barm rather than good. No better opportunity could be found for guarding against misunderstanding or wrong emphasis in this matter than the present lesson. f'et* "iaith substitute “believing in Jesus;" for “works ' “good deeds" or “kindm ss," or "a pure lite, or wh.i Irvor idea is best suited to the pupils' ncoths, 'lUie term “works" is too technical to be personally applied without, explanation. In the younger classes the lesson can best bo enforced by a story; preferably positive rather than negative. That is. let the story be about some one who had both faith and works, whose faith was discovered through his works. It will requ'ire little ingenuity to describe a natural, boyish • 'hristianity, free from priggishness, in such away as to attract and win the admiration and imita-tion of tho class. Next I.esson “Sins of the Tongue.”— James 3: 1-13. To Worship at the Tomb. I And when the Marys came adoring To worship at the tomb. With hearts o’ercome with grief, imploring Where t-heir Ix>rd had gone, With joy the tidings flew, amain— The Christ is risen and lives again! —Lutheran. The Rev. Dr. Newman Smyth, of New Haven, Conn., startled his congregation by refusing to read the Goveynor’s proclamation appointing Good Friday as a day of fasting. He explained that he followed this extraordinary course of action on the ground that the day is already hallowed by a higher authority than the Chief Executive of the State. I am sick of treatises on mustard. Let’s put the plaster on the sore spot and let the mustard work.