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    The Oregon Scout.
VOL. II.
UNION, OREGON, SATURDAY, JULY 11, 1SS5.
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THE OREGON SCOUT.
An. Independent weekly journal, issued owry
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JONES & CHANCEY,
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their hall In Union. All brethren in good
standing are Invited to attond. Ily order of
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G. A. Thompson, Secy.
Cliurcli Directory.
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'Clerk II. F. Wilson
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School Superintendent J. L. Hindmau
Surveyor E. Slmoni
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COJIMISSIONKItS.
Oeo. Acklos Jno. Stanlov
tato Senator L. II. Itinehart
ltEPBESCNTATI VES.
V. T.Dick E. E. Taylo
City OlIlrcrM.
Mayor D. II
COUNCILMAN.
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S. A. Pursel . D. Heidleman
J.S. Elliott Willis Sklir
.1. 11. Eaton O. A. Thompson
'llecordor 1.11. Thomson
Marshal J. A.Dennov
Treasurer J. I). Carro
Street Commissioner, L. Eaton
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llcgular east bound trains leave nt !l::0n
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J. It. CKITES,
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a' Collecting and probato prIctico spcclaltieft-
Olllco, two doors south of I'ostolllce, Union,
It. EAKIN,
Attorney at Law and Notary Public
Oflico, ono door south of J.
Union, Oregon.
11. Eaton's store.
I. X. CROMWELL, M. D.,
Physician and Surgeon
Ollieo, ono door south ot J.
TJnloij.Orogon.
II. Eoton's store,
J. W. SIIELTON,
attkm:y at law,
Union,
Oregon
T. II. CRAWFORD,
ATTOKIVUY AT I.AM',
Union,
Oregon,
D.Y. K. DEERING,
Physician mill Sur;;-oii,
Union, Oregon.
Offioe, Main street, nextdoorto Jonos Eros.
variety store.
lUMenoe, Main street, second liouso south
of court house.
Chninlcdiseuses a spoclalty.
JUSTICE OF THE PEACE,
Notary Public and Convoyanoer. Olllco. II
street, wo door east of Jones nr0i varlotv
store. Union. Oregon. ,- ar,m
J. M. CARROLL,
Notary Public and Collecting Agent.
Olllco on tho creek, oppotlto Howiand
Lloyd's furniture store, UiiIue, Oregon.
II. F. HUltLEKJJf,
Attorney ut I.nw, Itcal Kxliilt
jiimI .'ollolli;r Ak'MI
hand OUIqo HusinoM a Specially.
0Hijjj AJr, ui0n Co., Qrewu,
XaXTE, DEATH AWD ETERNITV.
And what is Life? I pray you toll;
A sluggard's paradise,
Whoro fools and idlers ilourteh well
And troubled winds ne'er nso?
All, no, my child 1 A battle-field
Whore each must tako a sido;
And 'midat tho strifo a sabre wiold
And to the vanguard ride.
Then what is Death? I beg vou tell;
A pall, a shrou4, a bier,
OV sudden dirgo, n Mineral knell
And friends t1io xateh and fear?
All. no, my child ! 'Tis but a night
Of quiet, peaceful sleep;
When morning brings the golden light,
Sad watchers coase to keep.
Etornitv! Say, what is it?
A cold and darkened tomb,
Whoro hopo is vain and honors sit
And wait long yoars their doom?
Ah, no, my child! Ono common breath
Will waft you to its ehoro
Thero sickness, sorrow, pain and death
Are felt ana feared uo more.
SHE IWWOOD.
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The last Chapter of a Story,
BY EVELYN Tllonrn.
For tho Now York Mercury.
Dr. Irving was in some, respects n
peculiar man. Other men wero not al
ways snro that they liked him. With
women it was generally different. They
did like him. There was no possiblo
doubt of that. They maintained that
ho was handsome; a statement which
never failed to call forth from their
husbands or lovers nn emphatic protest;
and they still moro vehemently aflirmcd
that his manner in a sickroom, the
stimulating magnetism of his presenco,
tho soothing influonco of his strong yet
gentle touch, wero unique and un
rivaled and moro than sufficiently ac
counted for his extraordinary suscoss
in his profession at which tho hus
bands would again, below their breath,
pish and pshaw.
Dr. Irving was thirty-nino and still
unmarried. It could bo said of him, as
in tho case of sundry young women,
that this was not from lack of chance.
To those to whom ho ever spoke on the
subject ho would laughingly assert that
his profession was his mistress, and
that ho should never marry at all. lint
there wero very few persons indeed to
whom Dr. Irving unburdoncd himself
as to his inmost thoughts. Perhaps
thero wero nono at all. IIo was not a
cummunicativo man. Somo of his lady
patients wero suro ho had a history ;
thero was something mysterious about
him, tho moro imaginative would aver.
Had Dr. Irving known of these things
ho would have- been amused ; but they
novcr came to his ears. His brougham,
with tho superb pair of grays, now
drew up boforehis door and ho camo in
for his dinner and evening ollieo hours.
As his koy turned in tho lock a shad
ow passed across tho curtain that veiled
tho lighted interior from tho passer-by,
and a small, slight, dark, palo girl,
scarcely moro than a child, pressed
closo against him tho moment the door
opened.
"Well, Nita " ho said kindly, and
Dent down to kiss her on nor lorehead
Tho girl had his hand tightly clasped
in both her own narrow, slim ones, and
was looking up at him with the dumb
pathetic oyos of a faithful dog. Sho
11 V I mi
una no penutv save ner oves. nioso
wero largo, black, full, luminous, with
an intensity of expression that some
times half-startled and half-amused
strangers who chanced to seo her. Tho
rest of tho face, with its swarthy skin
its irregular features, was quito plain
Sho was a singulnr littlo thine:, this
ward of tho doctor s, whom ho had
brought .to his homo twolvo years be
fore, after an absenco of somo time in
Europe, a fatherless and motherless
hud, tho daughter of Italian parents,
People understood that Dr. Irvine had
taken tho weird littlo foreign girl undor
ins protection to fulfill tho last wishes
of a dead friend, and then they well
nigii lorgot ner existence, blio was so
quiet, bo mirthless and almost speech
less at All times, so unliko other elm
dren in every way, that it was not dif
ficult to do so. And so Nita had grown
up to the threshold of womanhood, and
had had low or no companions of
her own ige, but spen t the long daj's
in tho qniet house on Lexington avenue
in tho company of tho doctors old
housekeeper, all rolled up in a ball on
tho lounge in tha library with a book
uu iiur jtuceo.
Something in her face that night as
she sat opposite to him at the dinner
tame, perhaps the fact that nor shocks
had a flush of color unusual to them.
which briprhteninc her skin, made Jior
look for the moment almost pretty,
causing the rdoctor to look attentivolv
at her an instant and then to say laugh
ingly: "Iiy, Isita, you're getting to be a
woman, ana a nieo looking little woman
too. We shall have to bo hunting up a
husband for you very soon."
Tho girl dropped ller fork, oponed her
lips as if to speak, suddenly got up.and,
without uttering a word, rushed from
thoroom.
Doctor Irving looked aftor her in
considerable surpriso for a rnomont.
Nita had always been odd; buteho had
novor dono anything of this cort be
fore It was Edwin Jrving'u way al
ways to look or tho cauoo of thing He
wont on quietly with his dinner, but ho
pondered yaritroi subjects in bin wind
whilo doing so. When tho door opon
ed and Nita camo back to her soat as ho
was eating his dessert, ho raised his
eyes with ono keen, noarehing glanco.
Tho color in Nita's chocks was all gono
now; they wore paler even than usual,
and the heavy eyebrows wero drawn to
gether in a way that ruado tho faco
quite old and hard.
After his ollieo hours, as Dr. Irving
was preparing to start on his night
rounds, he called tho girl to him. Sho
came, still with the samo look in her
faco.
"Nita," ho said, "I want you to ox
plain your rather extraordinary conduct.
What on earth is tho mattor, child?
You don't supposo I want to marry
you off to any ono vou don't caro for,
or"
"I do not want to marry any one,"
said tho girl, brusquely and fiercely.
"Upon second thought, 1 doubt wheth
er any ono would want to marry you,"
remarked tho doctor drjy, taking up
his hat. Nita stood sullenly, with drawn
brows, until he had reached tho door,
then sho suddenly Hew after him and
caught him by tho arm.
"Oh, don't don't don't bo unkind
to mo 1" sho cried. Thoro was a sharp
sound of pain in her voico which caused
Doctor Irving to look nt her attentive
ly. Then he said, gently and kindly, as
ho always spoke to her.
i "My dear littlo girl, you aro nervous
vund irritable. Go to bed.sleep soundly,
and wako up q'h tho morning yourself
again."
Nita said nothing ;but her arms crept
higher and clasped tho doctor's neck,
o "ion aro not angry ? You will for
givo mo?" sho insisted, piteously, nil
the rebelliousness gone, and with tho
peculiar pathetic look in her oyes again.
Tho doctor stooped and kissing hor,
said, "Yes, of courso, dear child," and
went out; nnd tho girl, as tho door
closed behind him, throw herself faco
dowmyard on tho loungo mid burst into
a passion of tears.
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After that night lifo did not go on
quito as beforo in tho doctor's house
hold. Thero was a difference Nita
had ceased suddenly, through somo
mystorious process, to bo tho weird,
curious, clf-liko child sho had been;
sho seemed to havo developed into n
woman. If possiblo tho was moro si
lent, moro reticent than beforo. Her
eyes, in her small, hnggard faco, looked
moro intenso than over. Her manner
toward tho doctor had changed a littlo.
Sho watched for his coming just as eager
ly, but when ho appeared sho
would shrink back with a shyness
now to her. At times sho had passion
ato oulbVoaks of temper which consid
erably startled tho old housekeopor.
who had always known her "as quiet as
n mouso;" at other times sho would shut
herself in hor room nil day, nud tho
housekeeper, listening at her door out
aide, wouldCllear tho sound of mufllcd
sobs.
Dr. Irving apparently took no noto
of any of these things. 13ut ho had
way of seeing and studying much with
out giving any sign of having dono so
IIo camo in one night bringing with
nun to mnucr a young man. The lat
ter made himself rather agrooable to
Nita and seemed bent upon producing
a lavoraolo impression. IJo roturned
after that many times. IIo called in
tho evening while tho doctor was mak
ing his rounds, and when the doctor
found him thero he liscroetly disap
peared after a fow pleasant words and
left his ward to entertain her visile, un
molested. Nita neuhor expressed
pieasuro nor tiie reverse at this now
state of things, and thus a fow mouths
pussed.
limto abruptly ono day tho doctor
said :
"Nita, Henry Payton has proposed for
you.
"lea, I know, said Nita, and oaid
no more.
"Well," continued Dr. Irving with
one of the rare, peculiar smiles his lady
patior.ts found so fascinating, "what
answer aro you going to give the poor
ieuow .'
Instead of replying Nita looked
steadily at her guardian a momont
"Do you want mo to accept liim?"
she asked,
"If you think you might bo happy
with him it might bo a good thing,"
said Dr. Irving in a quiot matier-of
fact way.
Tho girl tumod brusquely away,
Dr. Irving took up his newspaper and
feigned not to seo that she was fighting
against ono ot tno passions of sobs and
tears that had become almost habitual
with her of late.
,n i (i i
i-avion, no went on in tli-e same
tone, "is a vory fino fellow; he is ex
tremely fond of vou : he is well enouch
off to give you it most dcsirablo home.
1, my dear child, shall in all prob
ability, noi live forever. In ten years'
time, when you will bo still, as tliiiics
go now, counted asayounglady, I shall
uo wen, prouauiy, a stoutish. florid.
prosaic old fellow with a look of more
or less comfortablo middlo ago stamped
all over me and plenty of irrav hairs in
my head. If anvthintr happened to mo
you would bo quite alone in tho world.
Moreovor, I might marry mvsolf somo
daj, and then I could not givo you tho
T 1 , i, , i
duuiu cum x nave jiunerio always ueen
too happy to bestow on you "
Dr. Irving was a very clover man: he
had had a sot purpose in his mind as ho
talked, but ho had for once mndoa mis
tako; he hnd overdono his part: lie had
gono too far. With a cry like that of a
woundod animal tho girl sprang to him
and grasped his arm.
"Dou't say that" tho word camo
thick and indistinct between short
gasps "you ahull not marry I Nono
ono! Do you hear? You shall not!'
Tho fierce Italian blood blazed in her
great burning eyes nnd her
thin small fingera closed over
his arm liko a vice. "You
shall not hurt mo so 1 You havo no
heart, no pity, no morey oh I" her
hands relaxed their hold suddenly
and sho throw them over her face.
"What havo you mado me say," sho
moaned; "oh, forgot it, forget it I For
tho merciful heaven's sake 1 am not
well I don't knqw what I said "
Dr. Irving had stood motionless nil
through tho sceno. IIHooked dawn at
tho cowering figure of tho girl ono mo
ment nnd camo to a decision.
Firmly, nlmost sternly, ho took her
by tho arm, and loading her to a chair,
mado her sit down. IIo waited ono in
stant, standing erect in front of her,
then ho said :
"Once yenrs ago I loved a woman.
Aro you listening to mo? I havo not
spoken of Iter for twelvo yenrs. I would
notrhow but that I want you to under
stand. Shejwas tho wifo of another man,
and she had n child. Sho wns beau
tiful. I loved her tho first timoTiiy eyes
rested on hor. I loved her till sho died
only ono short year after as I nov
or loved before, novcr havo loved since
and novor shall Jovo as long as thoro is
breath in my mortal body. I told you
sho was married. Well, sho loved mo.
Sho loft her husband. Sho fled in tho
dead of night. Sho expiated her sin.
In a fow weeks, or months, sho began
to sicken. Itoinorso killed hor nt tho
last. It was all wrong. I havo oxpitit
cd, too. My lifo has been lonely, over
will bo. Tho skeleton in my closot
peers nt mo day aftor day, night after
night. I thrust it back, but it is thoro."
IIo stopped; his faco was very pale.
"Well, shortly aftor her death hor hus
band died, too died of a broken heart.
Tho child was loft alono in tho world.
I took it. I sworo to myself that I
would bo father and mother to it. Tho
woman was your mother, Nita.
Thoro was a dead silenco in tho room
for the spaco of soveral seconds. Then
Dr. Irving moved, and took up his
hat.
"Now you understand," ho said, "You
understand why you can novcr bo any
thing to mo but a, daughter, Nita, nl
tliough as a daughter dearly loved."
IIo hesitated a moment, nnd camo over
to her. Tho girl stood up muVjiutchor
hand in his.
"Yes, I understand," sho said, in a
voico that sounded unliko her own. Sho
bout over his hand nnd kissed it softly.
Her lips woro cold.
Dr. Irving went out. Nita watched
at tho window, hiddon bohind tho cur
tain till tho carriago door closed upon
him nnd tho sound of wheols had died
away. Then sho cropt up slowly, as
ono who walks in his sleep, to her own
rocm, and closed and locked tho door.
The npxt morning Nita was not at hor
accustomed plaeont the breakfast table.
After waiting a fow moments tho doctor
sent to her room to know if sho woro
not well. Tho servant camo down with
awhito, scared jftoo. Tho door was fast
locked, sho said.0 And thoro had been
no nnswor, and no sound, when sho
knocked.
Dr. Irving stood nt tho bodroom door
fho noxt moment. With a mighty
strain of his poworful shoulders ho
burst tho door open. Thoro lay tho
girl on her bed, stark and rigid, with
hor tangled, black hair falling over
I ho small, weird faco. On tho table
besido tho bed was a bottlo, labeled
chloroform. It was ompty.
And this closed tho last chaptor of
Dr. Irving s story.
Tho Age of Somo Charming Women.
From Tho Now York Citizen.
A charming woman has no ago. nis
tory is filled with tho adventuros of
women whoso ago, if not their conduct,
was respcctablo. Holon of Troy
over forty when that famous clopemont
took plnco. Ten years after, when the
fortunes of war restored her to Mono-
laus, ho received hor withlovo and grat
itude. Cleopatra was past thirty when
shomado.tho conquest of Antony, and
Diane do Poictiorsat thirty-six, and for
mnny years alter, was considered the
most beautiful woman at tho court of
Henry IL of Franco. Mme. do Main
tenon was forty-three when sho mnrried
Louis XIV., nnd Ninon do l'Enclos re
ceived a declaration of lovo on her
eightieth Jbirthday. Tho names of
many othor ancient socioty ladies might
do added to tno list.
A Young Lady's Adyico.
From tho Witneui. Belfast. Ireland.
A young lady at a party at Bobington
tho other night gave tho following ad
vice to a young man in reference to tho
two of big words; In promulgating your
csotorio cogitations, or articulating your
superficial sentimentalities, and philo
sophical, psychological observations, bo
ware of platitudinous pondorosity. Let
your conversational communications
possess a rarifled conciseness, a compact
comprehensiveness, a coalesccnt con
sistency nnd a concatenated cogencv.
Eschew all conglomerations of flatulent
garrulitv and jojnno babblements. Lot
your extemporaneous doscanthigs and
unpremeditated expatiatlons havo intol-
gibtlity, psittaceous bacinity, ventnlo-
quial verbosity, and vuniloquent rapidi
ty, bliundnnnioeutciidres, pestiferous
profanity, obscurant or apparent. In
other words, talk plainly, briefly.
aturallv, sonsibly, truthfully, purely.
Hay what you mean, mean what you
say, and dou't use big words.
DOCTORS AWDDOCTOIIIMG.
A Fow Words of Advice to roopls Wh3
Aro IncllnrA to SrTodlcatlou.
From tho Iioudon Truth.
Do wo believe in doctors? Whether
wo do or not, wo generally send for
them when wo aro ill. Still, if I wero
asked my opinion, I should sny tho pro
fession is lnrgoly over crowded. Phy
sio is hugely overdone. Half tho com
plaints peoplo especially idle people
sillier from uro imaginary. 1 do not
deny that men and women get ill, and
occasionally die, but I hold that, in n
vast number of cases a doctor is unnee
csaary at first, and quito helpless nt
last that is, so far as his physio is con
cerned, and I havo pretty good author,
ity for what I say.
Sir William Jenner lias tho conrago
to declaro that "the seienco of medicine
is a barbarous jargon every doso of
medicine is a blind experiment!" When
tho great Majendio assumed tho Profes
sor's Chair of Medicine- at tho Collogo
of France, ho thus addressed th-3 aston
ished students: "Gontlemon, inedieino
is a humbug. Who knows anything
about inedieino ?I toll you frankly ,1 don't.
Nature does a good deal ; doctors do
vory littlo when they don't do harm."
Majendio wont on to tell tho following
pungent littlo professional talo out of
school:
"When I was head physician nt tho
Hotol Dion I divided tho pationts into
thfjjto sections. To ono I gavo tho rcgu
hitiouQlisponsary inedieino in tho regu
lation wny;to another I gavo bread,
milk and colored wntor and to tho third
section I gavo nothing at all. Well,
gontlomen, ovory one in tho third sec
tion got woll. Nnturo invariably camo
to tho rescue."
Now, of courso, wo must allow some
thing for tho obstrusivo enndor of pro
fesgirtjjal confession which is always
nptto overleap tho mark and givo tho
opponent a fow moro liQiiitfjtlinn ho
nsks for, really for tho sirko of placing
him nt n disadvantage Still there is
truth in the candid jest, if jest it bo;
nnd tho truth is this: "Tho doctor is
often superfluous, sometimes mischiev
ous and occasionally fatal, l'hysicking
as Sir Win. .Tenner (quoted by Dr.
Ilidgo) ndiniti, is largely a speculative
operotion. Tho ingonious "dosoist,"
ns Artemus Ward would say, has theo
ries about what is tho matter with you;
ho physics according to his theory, and
thou physics to correct his theory.
This ho calls "changing tho trentment."
Wrong again! Try back; alter diet;
then phymo away at tho now diet.
Wrong again! Pationt gets worso
Perhaps ifc is change of air, not chango
of food nho wants bright idea! bend
him out of town. Off ho goes into tho
country; forgets to tako his physic;
feels better; gets woll; doctor looks
bland, nods his head and says: "I told
you so; chango of "air that's what yon
wanted." What ho really wanted was
to bo lot alone. Leave off worrying
nnturo that is what is required ; not in
all cases, but in a good many; and that
is probably what Majondio and Jenner
and all tlm wiso doctors think. They
nun ut diet and disciplino they assist,
they do not try to force, naturo's hand
and thov every now and thou admit
this in a burst of confidence.
There is ninthor dubious sido of tho
question. Doctors often say to you
"Ho suro you como to mo at onco. I
can arrest diseasa at an early Btago ;
but delay hositnto! hesitato! and
you aro hist!" This is just ono of thoso
tlangerouB hnlf-truths whoreout doctors
do sucic no small advantago. it you
call tno doctor in for ovory littfo nil
mont, you will got into nn artificial
stato. Natnro will striko work, nnd
you will novcr bo well without tho doc
tor nor with him either. If you nl
ways tako opiates, you will novor sloop
without thorn; or tonics, you will never
eat witnout tnem; or stimuinnu, you
will never work without thorn.
It is a law truo in sociology nnd physics
alike that dopendonco grows by what it
loeds on. Tiiero aro doctors who al
ways Bend peoplo to bod directly they
navoa little cold and thoso people aro
lorover catching cold thoy havo no re
sistanco left, lou nro somowhat out of
order, instead of oxorciso and modern
tton, in comes tho doctor with his doso
and, next time, nature will rofuso to
huvo anything to do with you. "I am
not going to trouble mvsolf about you."
she virtually says. "Send for tho doctor;
vou prefer lna physics to my moro slow,
but more suro nnd more healthy, recu
perative powor. Tako physio I striko
worK.
Not only do wo often begin too soon.
but wo go on too long with tho doctor.
He calls and calls again : ho refines his
prescriptions until its gradations of efll
cacy are quito imporceptiblo, but thoy
;....t 1. i i i ...
ing-strings and to tnnko each stop do
pendent upon tho therapeutic art.
ui courso, I admit that thoro aro many
oasos to which these romarKs are wholly
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nappucaulo. iironcliitis, incipient can-
cer aim others, both functfonul and or
gnnio to tuko tlicso in tiino may bo
ovory tiling. Thoro aro cases whoro the
diagnosis of a good physician is simply
luvaiuanie; ms nuns unout food aro not
to bo neglected, yot thoy should bo
taken, perhaps, cum grano. and checked
by personal oxperienco. Thero aro
cases, too, whero cod-Jivor oil, quinino
and ono or two otlior drugs aro absolute
specifies. Who can not realize Dr.
Livingstones gloomy death worrnut
when ho determined to go forward offer
nslng his medluino-o host of mi nine in
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In a Readitifir-Room.
I supposo thoro is nn immense
amount of niisory in somo lives. Thoro
is somo iji nil. Tho other day, early
in tho niornlnir, n friend of niino went
iuto the reading-room of tho free li
brary to look at a paper. It was en
gaged. IIo went back to work, and
worked on until lunch time, when ho
walked into tho library onco more.
Tho samo man sat thero read
ing tho samo paper. Uo thought
it was curious, but ho did
not disturb him. IIo wont in again at
3 o'clock. Tho samo man sat in tho
same placo rending tho samo paper.
He walked up behind him .and took a
look. Tho paper jvns upsido down.
Thero is a chance for speculation over
what condition that man's mind was
in. Tho successful man of business
would naturally say that ho was lazy
nnd "lacked energy, and would despise
him. It is so easy to believo because
you niako money easily, everybody
ought to bo nblo to do it.O I am a be
liever in fuck. I have seen a great
many men whose abilities woro far bu
yout! tho average whoso energy was
unceasing, struggle, and fight, and
work, and fall." I linvu seen men in
seedy clothes, poor ami hungry, starv
ing half the time, upon whom thoir
successful fellows looked with con
tempt, who wero purely tho victims of
bail luck. Thoy aro iiion who never
complain. If you meet a man who
wliinos ovor his condition and his luck
you may sot him down as entirely at
fault himself. Hut tho charity of this
world takes no account of tempera
ment, of physical conditions, or of
mental eccentricities. Somo peoplo
pure broken all to pieces by shocks that
would hardly atleut otliors. bomo peo
ple will breaK whoro others only bend.
There aro good Sainiritnns to-day, as 2,
000 years ngo,but the good Saninritians
of this ago nro vory apt to pick up tho
wrong inati, and thero nro many lying
by the wayside.
Who is to say what niisory this man
who sat for seven hours with tho paper
upsido down was enduring? Who can
say what ho was thinking aboitt how
many accusatious ho was making
against himself how grateful ho was
oven for tho convonienco that reading
room afforded him to bo quiet and hiil
tlonP Thero are ninny men wandering
through San Francisco. Thoy aro
kicked from bar-room to bar-room;
they are driven from post to pillar.
They aro called bummers and loafers.
Many of them havo gono too far to bo
drawn back to respectability. Hut
somehow tho worst of them can offer
some excuse for his downfall. A wise
dispensation of Providonco has dead
ened their sonso of shnmo and mado
them forget tho lifo of brightness, of
manhood, thoy onco led. And nobody
is so hard on them ns thoso wno helped
them to thoir ruin nobody so kind to
them as thoso who havo endured pov
erty and hungor themselves. San
Francisco Chronicle.
Cooking in it Normal School.
At tho noxt mooting of tho board ot
public education, says The Philadel
phia Ledger, a plan" will probably b
reported by a committee, and pressed
for final notion, for tho introduction of
cooking us ono of the branches of
study in tho girls' normal school. It
has been found and so stated in the
olliciat reports to tho board that tho
time triven to sowing iu that school,
which was taken from tho time for
merly devoted to other studios, has
not lowered the standard in thoso
studies, nnd that, on tho contrary, the
chango of employment has reacted
bonolicially upon thoiu. Prof. George
W. Fetter, principal of tho normal
school, is of tho opinion that cooking
may ho added by slightly modifying
the curriculum, with results equally
advantageous to tho school. Prof.
Fetter considers that two or three
hours n week, aftor tho ncttinl instruc
tion in cooking begins, will bo sulli
cient time to duvoto to this subject.
He thinks that tho oxpunso of such a
school would amount only tixtlio pay
ofQiQoadliorCand to tho outlnyfbr tho
necessary fixtures, nV thoro aro four or
live rooms with ranges, oxit upon the
street, etc., iu the basement, which
nro not used as class rooms, and
which nro admirably adapted to this
purposo; and ho says, as tho food can
bo readily disposed of nt cost to tho
lat go number of irirls who attond tho
school and who would no doubt pre
fer thoso woll-proparod hot meals to
mo coin nineties which thev now
bring with them. This consumption
of food is not opened to tho objection
raised by all educators to production
as un end in industrial education.
Fulso Prophets in Egypt
London lettor to Toronto Glob:
It is related that when tho nronhet
Mahommod lay dying an angel ap
peared to him with tho choorlng in
tollixunco of tho assassination of hh:
rival and enemy Aihula, called Al As
wnd, nnd that upon tho founder of
Islam predicted that, ore tho day of
iidgmunt, tho world would be trou
lod by thirty other impostors, am!
that not until aftor tho rising and Bet
ting of all those should tho truo Mttlull
proclaim himself. Since that day uo
many protenders havo arisen that
Mahonimed Ahmed, of tho Soudan.
may reasonably assort that tho field
is by this time open, and that tho pro
jihooy rather supports than oppose
his declaration that ho is indeed tka
limn who is to lend the whole uni
verse to a ktiowlodgo of tho toiivthitigi
of lsluni nnd 'tlio-io enemies ghitll, Iu
tho near future, bo oast from tha nar
row bridge- Al Shut, into tho bottom
less pit,
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