Bloomington Telephone, Volume 11, Number 22, Bloomington, Monroe County, 27 September 1887 — Page 2

Bloomington Telephone BLOOMINGTON. INDIANA. WALTER 8 BRADFUTE, - - PuKtrama

Emperor Top Pedo, of Brazil, once celled upon Yioor Hugo. Sail the poet : "Sire, Allow me to present my grandson to your Majesty." "My boy,"

the Emneror. passing his hand

ssingly over the child's dark, soft

iiair, "my boy, there is only one majesty her, and there he sits." There are two smoking rooms in Windsor Castle, and no smoking is tolerated outside of these rooms. Labouchere says: "Visitors are not allowed to smoke in their rooms, because, if a non-smoker succeeds a smoker of ttie German nation, he would find himself in an atmosphere which would cure a ham in a few hours."

John Anderson, a Philadelphia bar

keeper and a relative of Hans Christian

Anderson, has fallen heir to $300,000

by the death of his mother in Copen-

natzen. Anderson was drawing six

- - - w beers when he received the disjatch

He let the six glasses fall with a crash,

leaped over the bar, and executed

wild dance. Then he hurried to his

employer and resigned.

A lectttber before the British

Medical Society showed at the last

meeting tbafthe mortality among the middle class in Dublin was more than

double Jha,t of the professional and in

dependent class. In the latter class the death rate during the last year was

13.4 per 1,000 persons; in the middle class, 27.3; among the artisans and petty shopkeepers, 22.3. and in the

general service class and the inmates

of workhouses it was 3&.7.

John Hurrah, of New Jersev, has

twice applied to the Legislature to

change his name, but that body litis refused. This is manifest injustice. The man is crippled in business and reputation; he can't have a steamboat or sleeping-car named after him, for respectable people will not go anywhere on a Hurrah, and even his wife could be arrested for raising one when she tnakea him get up in the morning. Is 4here no law for the poor in this country? In the course of a recent lecture, mays Gaiignani's Messenger, Pere Hyacinthe, speaking of the negotiations between the Holy See and several Protestant powers, said: "I do not 'Understand why I, a true son of the Ijatin Church, should be under a ban while Pope Leo XIIL should present -the Order of Christ to Prince Bismarck, who, in the eyes of the church, is a heretic" This sentence, so well calculated to arouse the sympathy of a French audience, was enthusiastically Applauded for several momenta.

The graves of three famous men have lately been visited by a Boston writer. The pink-white rock," he says, "is the only memorial that marks the grave of Hmerson. The little slab at 'the head of the long grave in the inclosure of arbor-vitse bears upon it the word 'Hwtiiorae' that is all. The -low head and foot stones have already igrown mossy and ancient in the shade tn the hill-top. And the third graveatone bears upon it the name of Henry P. Thoreau, and the brief record of tbe birth and death of the man whose wood-notes still so widely echo." The Boyal Meteorological Society is desirous of obtaining photographs of flashes of lightning, as it is believed that a great deal of research on this subject can only be pursued by mews of the camera. If a rapid dry plate nd an ordinary rapid doublet with full -aperture be left uncovered at night during a thunderstorm for a short time flashes of light will, after development, 1e found in some cases to have impressed themselves upon the plate. The only difficulty is the uncertainty whether any particular flash will hippen to have been in the field of view. The Orange (Tex.) Tribune is twelve years old and celebrates its birthday by indulging in appropriate reminiscences end reflections. "In the days that ire gone, it says, "the pop of the sixehooter and the whoop of the boys when they were full would disturb the ditor when he would endeavor to sleep with a revolver for a pillow and a shotgun for a foot-rest. These things have changed. Now the editor takes all the cartridges out of his revolver, puts the pistol on a shelf and the ammunition in the bottom of his trunk and sleep as aoundly as if he had paid all his debts. " A RKMABXABitE photograph is on exhibition at Amsterdam, N. Y. It hi a tgroup of the heads of four young lad: es. But if the pictnre is placed across the room and looked at with half-cloued eyes for a few moments, a striking likeness of the late Senator John A Logan an be seen. Two of the young ladies lorm his long black hair; the shadows made a high forehead and prominent nose ; the heavy bangs of another of the group furnish the prominent mustache, and the neck of the fourth his eyes. This phenomenon was discove red by a near-sighted gentleman when without his glasses. A statue of liberty is to be erected on a peak in San Francisco by Adoiph

utro tbe millionaire. The figure and

pedestal will be forty feet high, and the torch, which will be lighted by electricity, will be one thousand feet above the level of the sea. The pedestal will rest on the solid rook of the peak, and will be over twenty feet square at the top. The principal figure will be that of a woman holding aloft in the right hand the torch of liberty, and in thb outstretched left hand the sword of justice. At her feet will be a figure emblematical of despotism, and will be that of a man lying on his side and clutching at the sword held out of his reach. Thomas M. Lawrence, who is one of the most distinguished of the coterie of bachelors at Newport, is rather a curious character. He is very wealthy and owns the block on Broadway upon wliich Parker's Hotel stands. His income is over $900 per day. Wherever Mr. Lawrence goes ho drives. Promptly on each 15th of May he leaves New York, not to return until the latter part of October. He nuts his trunk in his

buggy, and with his dashing team starts out through New Jersey. He reaches the Branch about the time the hotels open. Toward the end of August he drives down to Asbury Park and Sea Girt, tarrying a day or two at the various resorts. About the 1st of September he drives to Saratoga.

A curious report, which comes by the roundabout way of Borne from the "great South Sea," tells that the Government of New South Wales offers 300,000 acres of land to any missionary society that will undertake the civilization of the natives. There is so much common sense in this method of dealing with the difficult prDblem of aboriginal civilization, while most of the plans heretofore tried have been so utterly irrational, that one instinctively doubts if it has really been adopted. The census of the New South Wales natives is not at hand, but, unless they are very few in number, the price offered for whitewashing them is not extravagant. It is usually a pretty tough job to civilize a savage, and the Australian aborigines are about as hard a lot as they make anywhere. The cable asserts, however, that the Pope proposes to take the contract on the terms offered, and unless representa

tives of other denominations bestir

themselves, ha will probably get the

job.

Prof. Dodge, the statistician of the

Bureau of Agriculture at Washington,

has supplied figures which place the

value of our leading farm products at

$4,014,600,000 annually. According to

Prof. Dodge, corn is the crop of chief value,estimated at $627,000, 000. Wheat

comes next, $440,000,000. Dairy products come third, $370,000,000. Hay stands fourth, $360,000,000. Then fol

low beef, pork, cotton, poultry, and so

on. xt wm do seen tnat cotton is tar

from being "king, " as it stands seventh

in the list Its value is not much mere than one-third that of Indian corn ; it is $120,000,000 below that of dairy products, and only $50,000,000 greater than that of poultry products. It is, however, the most important single article of export It is to be observed that in getting the total some things are counted in part twice. The corn and hay go to make most of the value of beef, pork, and poultry. Horses and mules are not mentioned among the animal products, for the reason, probably, that the yearly increment cannot be very easily estimated. If their value were included, it would be proper to deduct a large part of the value of the oats. Making allowance for articles counted twice, the estimate of the total is reduced to about $3,250,000,000. Considering that nearly half of the people of the country are engaged in agriculture, stockraising, etc, this is a small total, out of an entire annual production in all branches of industry estimated at $10,-000,000,000.

THE WAT OF THB WORLD

I.ngh, and the worlflAauRha -with you ; Weep, and you weep a!one ; For tnia bravo old earth must borrow its mirth, It has troubles enough oi its own. Sing, and the hills will answer, High, and 'tis lost on the air; The echoes rebound to a joyful sound, But shrink from voioing care. Bejoioe, and men will seek you, Grieve, and they will turn and go ; They want full measure of all your plB&ior, But they do not want your woe. B glad, and your friends are many, lie sad, and' you lose them all ; There are none to decline your neetarod wias, But alone you mast drink life's gall. Feast, and your halls are crowded, Vast, and the world goes by; Succeed and give, and it helps you Uv) Hut no ono can help you Ve, There in room in the nails of pleasure For a long and lordly train, But one by one we must all Ale on Through the narmw aisles of pain.

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The Splendors of a Hearse. Last year an undertaker in Kalamazoo only it wasn't Kalamazoo placed an order with a Rochester house for a handsome hearse. It happened that another Kalamazoo man had business in Rochester after the hearse was finished and before it was delivered and curiosity led him to the factory. "I came to see if I could get a look at Mr. Blank's hearse," he said. The manager expressed a willingness to accommodate him, and personally led the way to the great storeroom. The first hearse they came to the stranger asked : ' Is that Blank's?"

"No, sir," was the answer.

a his as good as that?"

uch finer. "

he must be a daisy. "

Thuasort of thing went on with every vehicle1 of the kind that was passed, until finally in the farthest corner they found Blank's hearse. "Is that it?" asked the man. "Yes, sir." He took a long, critical look at it, then, turning to hi guide, said solemnly : "You mark my word, there'll be suicides in Kalamazoo." Detroit Free Press. Labor Statement. "Pat," said a railroad superintendent to an Irishman who was slowly pushing a hand-car in front of him, "why don't you get on the hand-car and ride?" "Faith an' Oi can't. Oim a walkm' dilegate. Me woife appointed me this mornin'." "Is your wife a Knight of Labor?" "Be jabers she is that. She labored last noight, an Oi have to be walkin' for the twins this mornin. w 'Newman fviepmdeni

A WEIRD SONG.

BY HENRY D. WALSH. As a young girl, dressed in mourning, was walking slowly along, a sudden sparkle among the fallen loaves on the pathway attracted her attention. Bending and brushing them aside, she found an old-fashioned locket, set around with small brilliants, one of which, catching a stray gleam of sunshine, had been the means of revealing the whereabouts of the lost trinket. "How pretty it is, and how afry some one will be!" was Katharine's first thought, Then, "What shall I do with it? Surely anything fo valuable will be advertised for. I will wait and see." The next morning's paper ecu tabled a notice of the loss, and an offer of a liberal reward to the finder. Katherine wrote the name and number of the house carefully down in her note-book, and set out to find it. The designated street was a long way off, but it mattered little. She might as well spend her morning in that way as in any other. It was an imposing mansion before which she at last stopped. Couchint lions, carved in stone, guarded t;he steps on either side. In answer to her ring, the massive door swung back noiselessly. "Can I see your mistress?" stud Katherine. "Tell her, please, I have called in answer to an advertisement." "Wait here a moment, miss, and I'll tell you." Katherine stepped inside the wide, lofty hall, and looked about her with wondering eyes. She was fresh from

the provinces, and had not even dreamed of such grandeur and beauty. All, from the tesselated marble floor,

with its changing tints, reflected from the stained glass dome which lighted it, to the graceful bronze figures looking out of their sheltering niches, all was strange and new. She started when the servant's voice again sounded in her ears, "This way, please. Follow me. " She soon found herself in the presence of a lady (Miss Fleming, the governess), and of a young girl of about eight years of age. The latter lan hastily up to her as she entered. "Have you found my locket? Oh, I am so glad!" as Katherine held it towards her. "Nothing i:a the yxrld would have made up for its loss, for poor, dear Uncle Charles gave it to me, and he's in that horrid China, where folks turn yellow and wear pigtails! "My dear Miss Edith, how you run on !" said the lady, smiling. "You mis things up rather strangely. It is a family jewel," she continued, addressing Katherine, "and very valuable for associations connected with it. Miss Edith is willing to give her whole month's allowance of pocket-money l:or its restoration; aren't yon, dear?" "Yes," said the child, ingenuously. "You see, I don't want papa to know how careless his little girl is. " And she produced a tiny pocketbook. "I could not accept anything- from you that is, any money," said Katherine; "but I want to find something to do. If you could aid me by your advise." And she looked appealiagly at Miss Fleming's prim but kind face. "I am very fond of little children, and could teach them and amuse them. " "Oh, Miss Fleming," said Edith, clapping her hands, "shell do for May and Arthur! That's just what auntie was talking about before she went to the country." Edith's governess was favorably impressed by Katherine s appearance; but she was a stranger, and her answer to the impulsive child was a trifling disappointing. "You are speaking of an uncertainly, my dear something which may be deferred for a year or two. Your s.unt is very well pleased with Noah's care of your cousins." Then she turned to Katherine. "Have you letters of recommendation?" she inquired. "No," said Katherine; "but I can got you references. I have only come from the country very lately." " You have made a bad exchange, my child. This great wicked city is no place for a young, unprotected girl like yourself. Why did you come?" Katherine did not speak of the ruling motive which had really attracted her to the city, for the disappointment she had already experienced hud made the subject painful. Her poems those unstudied little waifs of song which came hi to her mind, and woull be written down before she could get their ring and rhythm out of her brain had been her real reasons for leaving the green, fields, towards which her heart already turned with a feeling of intense longing. She had toiled up weary flights of stairs to show them to editors, halfhoping at the time to be at once received into the charmed circle of authorship. But now she had been wholly despondent of success; for, timo after time, she had received the courteous but unvarying answer, "We are overstocked in that line; and even ii your verges possessed uncommon merit, wo could not accept them. " The lady's words were true. She had been foolish in coming to the city, but it was done, and now she was too proud to turn back without trying for success in one, at least, of the plans which had filled her busy brain. So she answered Miss Fleming, "It seems to me that I can be as happy and as safe in one place as in another. There is a special

promise for the fatherless children, you know ; and I have lost both father and mother." There was a perceptible tremor in the sweet voice towards the conclusion of her sentence. It went straight to Edith's tender heart. She threw her arms about Miss Fleming's neck, and whispered, "Let her stay hero until she writes for her letter. Then well get her a place somewhere, even if auntie does not want her. We have plenty of room even for dozens in this great, lonesome house. Do, deal, darling Mies Fleming, and I'll love you better than ever." Miss Fleming was very fond of her motherless charge, and she was also strongly prepossessed by Katherine's appearance ; so she was won over without much difficulty. "Will you take off your bonnet and spend the day with us!" ishe said, kindly. "There are many curiosities about the house and ground 3 which it might please you to see, and Edith will

be most happy to constitute herself i you?"

your entertainer. i in the south of Scotland,

"Indeed I will," said Edith, brightly. So when Mr. Murray, Edith's father,

for tenderly ; but she only lived a few days. During that ;ime she was never fully consciousi, and in her delirium she sang the air which has so moved you, over and over again. For weeks it kept ringing in my brain ; but it is years since I have thouglit of it, until to-night. " Wayne Murray groaned aloud. "Oh, my poor Ida! dead, dead! and yet it was better bo than to have lived to suffer, oblivious of home and kindred, and wandering among strangers. Miss Earle," he said turning tc Katherine, "that poor lady was my wife. She was thrown from a carriage a few months after Edith's birth, and received an injury to the brain which resulted in partial dementia. I could not bear the thought of placing her in an asylum, thinking home the best place for my afflicted darling. But she made her escape one dark and stormy night, and since that tim e I have been in complete ignorance of her fate. Where

did you live when my poor Ida came to

came home, he found an unexpected guest at the dinner table. After the first courteous bow with which he acknowledged the introdv.ction, ho seemed totally oblivious of Katherine's presence; but she found her yes often attracted towards his face. Could that young-looking man be the owner of all this luxury and beouty, and the father of that beautiful child? And why did he wear such an expression of settled gloom? He could not be more than thirty, for there was not a thread of silver among the luxuriant dark locks which swept back from his high, broad forehead. Ah, she knew and a tide of pity swept through Kabkerine's heart it was the loss of the fair young wife whose portrait Edith had showed her!

No wonder that his eyes only lighted up when they rested upon his child. Edith was in a mood of gaiety unusual to her, and enlivened the otherwise quiet group with her bright, childish speeches. After dinner she followed her father into the library. "Papa, may I have my own way about something?" He stroked her shining curls fondly. "Supposing I say 'no by way of variety? What is it, my pet? A new collar for Beppo, or a prettier cage for Opal?" "No, papa; it's about the young lady you saw at dinner. She's very poor, and wants to teach. May I asik her to stay here until she find3 a place?" "If Miss Fleming approves, and if it

will make my Edith any happier." "Indeed, it will, papa; though, as to that, lam happy as a bird all the time." "That is right, my darling. Make the most of the flying hours of childhood. They will never come again." And he turned to his booli with a weary sigh, as Edith ran to Miss Flem

ing with the joyful tidings of her father's consent. Katherine wrote for the references, and received them; but her stay lengthened into weeks. Edith's couiiins had returned from the country ; but their mamma had given up the idea of a governess for them until another year. Katherine had, however, duiing this time become so endeared to Edith, and to Miss Fleming also (to whom the interior working of the household was almost entirely left,) that they were loth to part with her. In addition to her poetical talent, she had also its twin gift of song. Edith had soon found it out, and so, though Katherine's shyness prevented her from being willing to sing for others, she would often seat herself at tho piano for Edith's amusement Sometimes she would lose herself so completely that time passed unheeded. Her voice was entirely untrained ; but there was a pathos born of genius in its rich, musical tones. Once she was singing as twilight's pleasant dusk stole into the musicroom and filled it with weird shadows. Edith loved gay, sprightly airs, and to please her those were at first selected; but at last the ringing notes softened to a low, plaintive key, and Katherine sang a weird little song, which made the sensitive child shiver. "Oh, please don't, Kathie don't sing like that! It makes me feel as though cold water was running through my

veins, ug you iie u, papa : as sue caught sight of her father just entering the room. "What is it, papa? Are you ill? What makes you look so strange ?" Katherine turned at Edith's words, and saw Mr, Murray standing beside her, pale to the very lips. "Shall 1 get you a glass of water?" she said, after one startled lock into his face. "It is nothing," he answered, and passed abruptly from the room. Some half-hour later a servant came and said that Mr. Murray requested Miss Earle 's presence in the library. She found him pacing the floor restlessly, his usually cold, indifferent face agitated by some intense emotion. As he saw Katherine he went forward to meet her with a strange eagerne;3S. "Pardon me," he said, "but the air you were singing this evening has aroased feelings which I have been trying to exorcise from my mind for long and hopeless years. It was composed for me by one I dearly loved, and I have never heard it sung by another voice until by yours to-night. Under other circumstances I should have had no questions to ask. As it is, I may find through you the clue to the unravelling of what has thus far been a painful and impenetrable mj3tery. Where and when did you learn that song?" With a faltering voice Katherine told her story; for if this stately gentleman, with the settled gloom u;on his noble face, had aught to do with it, it could but add a deeper sorrow to his evidently already clouded life. "I caught it from the lips of a sick lady," she said, slowly and hesitatingly, fearing to continue lest every word should wound. "Go on, for Heaven's sake! Tell me whore she wns, and where she is now." "I was a little girl at the time, but 1 well remember the loud peal it the door-bell, and my father's consternation when, upon answering it, he found an apparently dead lady upon the threshold She was taken in and oared

"That is the reason my advertisements failed to be seen. It is strange that she could have gone so far without attracting attention, for I had the best detectives detailed to search for her. Katherine wisely forbore to speak of the state of the poor traveler's feet bleeding from the journey which she must have tauten on foot, as she had no money with her. It would have conjured up additional horrors to add to the sorrows of him who had loved her so dearly "I have a ring which had to be cut from her finger; it had evidently been worn upon it before she had attained her growth." "Yes; Ida wore a ring which had been placed on her hand when very young by her father. After his death she would not consent to part with it, though it was so small as to almost cut into the flesh." "It is in my trunk. I will get it for you. " It was not long before she placed it in Mr. Murray's hand. Then she left him alone with the memento of his dead. Within the yectr Wayne Murray had a snowy pinnacle of marble reared above the lonely grave of his hapless young wife. Within its heavenward pointing arch stood an exquisitely carved female figure clinging to a cross. It was the work of a sulptor who had been a guest of the young couple in their first days of wedded happiness ; and from his memory of her beautiful face, aided by a painting, he had cut her semblance in the lifeless marble. In his deep gratitude to Katherine, as the child of his Ida's protectors, he made up his mind to give her the same privileges and advantages with Edith. In pursuance of his plans he sent her away to a fine school. The course of study would take five years to complete. Meanwhile she would spend

ner vacations at what was from henceforth to be her home. But during those long years Katherine learned to know her own heart, and to feel that it was best for her future peace to cut adrift from her associations with the man whose melancholy face held for her such la peculiar charm. A storm of indignant protests came from Edith and Miss Fleming, and an appealing one from Mr. Murray. But she was firm in her resolution.

She had been teaching some six months when, one evening, Wayne Murray's card wafi sent up to her. As she went into the room, he rose to meet her. With a long, lingering hand-pressure, he Htood for a moment gazing down upon her face. Then ne said, reproachfully, "Katherine., do you know what you have done?" After one startled look up into his eyes, Katherine flushed an intense burning red, and turned away in sudden confusion. He went on growing more earnest with every word, "Yen have taken the light out of my house, the happiness out of my life. Katherine, come home. I need you. Oh, eiv darling, I thought my heart was den-d to love; but I find my mistake. Come to me Katherine, and be once more my sunshine. I have mourned my dead long and faithfully; but it is nature that, after the winter, flowers shall bloom again." As in a dream, Katherine listened. Then she said, "If it is in my power to add even one joy to your life, take me; I am yours."

Saved from a Shark.. It happened upon my last visit to the Sandwich Islands. I am a very expect swimmer, and nothing pleases me better than a plunge into the salt water. The temperature of the island is delightful, and I could not resist the temptation to take a swim. After I had been in the water for half an hour I pushed out over and beyond one of the reefs which surround the islands. All at once I realized that something was goiing on on the shore. There was quite a number of natives there, and they appeared to be greatly excited. Suddenly two native girls swam out behind me with long knives between their teeth. I looked behind, and to riy horror I saw a shark making for me with terrific speed. An instant later the girls had dived and the shark had nearly stopped. The water around him was red with blood. The g:lrls came to the surface again, and again they dived and plunged their long knivett into the monster. At last he Jay still on the top of the water, quite dead. The natives dragged him ashore and found that he was one of the largest of his species. But for the wonderful bravery of these girls I should not be here tonight to tell you this story. San Francisco CalL

At Xnrrugansett Carrie Where have you been ? Clara I have been to the druggist's to get some medicine. Carrie What did you get ? Clara Well, I got some gum-drops, and a pound of marshmallow paste, and a pot of rouge, and two sheeta of fly-paier, and a glass oil vanilla cream soda, and a sachet Carrie- Poor fchiing! You must have a good deal ot sickness at your house.

WHY HE IS A HEATHlLt, A Chinaman Invites the Chfitian of America, to Come to Contact aa. The North American Review print an article by Wong Chin Foo, an able Chinaman, entitled "Why am I a Heathen?" in which he says: "Born and raised a heathen, I learned and practiced its moral and religions code ; and acting thereunder I iras use ful to myself and many others. My conscience was clear, and my hopes as to future life were undimmed by distracting doubt. But, when about 17, I was transferred to the midst of our showy Christian civilization, and at this impressible period of life Christianity presented itself to me at fir&t under its most alluring aspects ; kind Christian

friends became particularly solicitous for my material and religions welfare, and I was only too willing to know the truth. 1 had to take a good deal for granted as to the inspiration of the Bible as is necessary to do to Christianize a non-Christian mind; and I even advanced so far under the spell of my would-be soul-savers that I seriously contemplated becoming the bearer of heavenly tidings to my "benighted heathen people. But before qralifying for tliis high mission, the Christian doctrine I would teach had to be learned, and here on the threshold I was bewildered by the multiplicity of Christian sects, each one claiming a monopoly of the only and narrow road to Heaven. "Wo heathens believe in the happiness of a common humanity, while uie Christian's only practical belief appears to be money-making (golden-calf worshiping), and there is more money to be made by being 'in the swim' as a Christian than by being a heathen. Even a Christian preacher makes more money in a year than a heathen banker in two. I do not blame them for money-making, but for their way of making it. How many eminent Christian preachers sincerely believe in all the Christian mysteries they preach? And yet it is policy to le apparently in earnest; in fact, some are in real earnest rather from the force of habit than otherwise like a Bowery auctioneer who, to make trade, provides customers, too to keep up the appearance of a rushing business. The more converts made the more profit to the church, and the more wealth in the pocket of the dominie. How would the hundreds of thousands of these Christian ministers in the United States make their living if they did not bulldoze it out of the credulous by making the pews believe what the pulpit does not? ' Call us heathen, if yon will, the Chinese are still superior in social administration and social order. Among 400,000,000 of Chinese there are fewer murders and robberies in a year than there are in New York State. True, China supports a luxurious monarch -whose every whim must be gratified; yet, withal, its people are the most lightly taxed in the world, having nothing to pay but from tilled soil, rice, and salt; and yet the has not it single dollar of national debt "Though we may differ from the Christian in appearance, manners, and general ideas of civilization, we do not organize into cowardly mobs under the guise of social or political reform to plunder and murder with impunity; and we are so far advanced in our heathenism ajLto no longer tolerate popular teqjjf-Jn religions prejudice to defeat iu&98ff or cause injustice. We

are simple enougn, 100,11010 a low tne neglect or abuse of age, by youth, however mild the form. 'The silent tears o:! age will call dowa the fire of Heaven upon those who male them fitm.' "There is more wickedness in the neighborhood of a single church district oi:' 1,000 people in New York than among 1,000,000 heathen, ehurehless, and unsermonized. Christian talk

is long and loud about how to be m

and to act charitably. It is all charity and no faternity 'there, dog, take y(rar crust and 1)6 thankful I And is it, therefore fi.ny wonder there is more heartbreaking and suicides in the single State of New York ia a year than in all China? The difference between the heathen and the Ch ristian is that the heathen does good for the sake of doing good. With the Christian, what little good he does he does it for immediate honor and for future re ward ; he lends- to the Lord and wants compound interest. In fact, the Christian is the worthy heir of his religious ancestors. The only positive point Christians have impressed on heathenism is that they would sacrifice religion, honor, principle, aa they do life, for gold. And then they sanctimoniously tell the poor heathen: 'Yon must save your soul by believing as we da " 'Do unto others as yon vrish they would do unto you,' r 'Love year neighbor as yourself,' is the great divine law which Christian and heathen alike hold, but which the Christians igi: ore. This is what keeps me the heathen I am ! And I earnestly invite the Christians of America to come to Confucius ' How Arab Carve a FewL The Arabs know how to carve a fowl without having the bird migrato all over the table and finally land in the lap of one of the diners. Five Arabs seat themselves around a large bowl of rice surmounted by a fowl. Two seize the wings with their fingers and two the legs, and simultaneously tearing these off, leave the carcass tc the fifth. It is probable that they draw lots for the hoi or of being the fifth. It must be a b ul omen to have six men at the table when a fowl is carved in this fashion that is, bad for the sixth man if he is fond of fowl. Norristown Herald Carl Pretzel's Pliiloseptty Please of you don't trust it der goot nadure of peoples, pcody gwick you don't get trusted, also. A twice dot don't hafe a market value vaa a goot ting to gif away. Nadure dona vas like der kangaroo,, on nckound she dorid moof mit jumps. Yoost so shteady like der duco she goea along mit herself. Der shndge on der bench vas apooty shmard fellers, but of 9 a dot raan dond can gif some brains to der fool. Sun day National Mark that the law for thyiielf which Uiou wouldst viah be aiuds universal.