T H E TORCH OF REASON, SILV ER TO N , OREGON. MARCH 9, 1K99.
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On the little heroine rode in the pounds co n stitu tin g the inorganic
darkness of the night.
She had world. By a force in n atu re, inor-
heen horn and raised in the conn- ganic m atter is raised into organ-
T was sundown in S anta Ros
try, and she knew the way to S an ta ized forms co n sttu tin g the vegetable
alia. The rain y season was
Lucia, although she had never be kingdom . And by a sim ilar force
on in Cuba, and low, ru m
fore travelled in th e dark. But vegetable com pounds are changed
bling th u n d er had been heard all
she w’as riding to save her b ro th er’s
the afternoon. T hat is, the people
life and for Cuba. D arkness, d a n into higher forms co n stitu tin g the
ger, nothing, daunted her.
Ba re- anim al kingdom .
who lived in tlte little cluster of
All < f these forms are f-ubject to
headed and alone, she urged her
palm -thatched houses called S anta
horse over th e road at a pace which various im ponderable forces in na-
R osalia th o u g h t it was th u n d er.
^ ° ’dd have made most girls trem - turP as heat, light, electricity,m ag-
And so it was — ttie d ista n t roar of
*
h ie witn fear
°
Not even when, an hour later.th e " e,i8m > chen,ical affinity, m echan-
S panish a rtille ry th a t came up They knew I bore a commission.
My horse was fleet and strong, and tropical storm broke in all its furv ’c a ^ f°r3e> etc. All m atter is also
from the south.
One little cottage stood by the I got away, hut carried with me around her did she hesitate. Light- affected by other forces, as in ertia,
roadside some distance ap art from one of their rifle balls, I tore off ning strik in g the tall “ palm a reals” gravity, cohesion, divisib ility , etc.
caused L inda m any lim es to shy
The late C harles D arw in studied
the others. It was the home of the parts of my sleeve and push and alm ost holt the road, hut the
Moncados. The father, Jose, was ed them into the wound, but it brave little rider held on and never n atu re as it never had been studied
Pm better now; I ’m loosened rein un til in sight of Pe before, and n atu re revealed to him
dead. He had fallen a victim to the still bled.
her most pregnant secrets. No one
last, the “ ten y ears’ ” war.
Three rested; I ’ll go on,” and again he na's cam pfires.
“Quien vs!” suddenly called out m an has ever so changed th e o u t
sons were le ft to carry on the fight, tried to get on his feet
Rafael, my boy, it is impossible, *be’ Pæ ket.
look of the hum an race, so changed
an d they were then with Brigadier
“ Cuba! answered the brave lit-
You can not ride;
Lopez Recio.
Only m other and you are weak.
tie p atrio t as she reined up her its m orality, its religion, its hope,
its intellectual and practical m o
Em ilia, the sister, a little girl of 12 the motion of the horse will cause pan tin g steed.
you to bleed to death. Guido m ust
“ A delante una!” ordered the tive, as D arw in. H e has discover
years, were left a t home.
S uddenly the noise of clattering go. E m ilia, tell him to saddle a guard, and Em ilia, pale, wet and ed the m ethod of evolution. It is
dripping, rode forward.
first from the sim ple to the com
hoofs came from the southw est. fresh horse and get ready to ride to
“ Caram ba! it is a child. W ho are
plex— from the m onera to the m an,
The still night a ir bore the unm is Santa Lucia.”
you? W h a t do you w an t?”
E m ilia sta rte d toward the door,
takable sound with distinctness.
“ I am E m ilia Moncado. I w’an t and this by the law s of persistence,
In an in stan t every head was at but her brother raised his hand in to tell Col. Pena th at there is a b at variation, struggle for existence,
tle a t Saratoga. Gen. Gomez has n atu ra l selection, artificial selec
the open door. Nearer and nearer protest.
“ Guido is only a half-wit. He only 530 men against over 2000 tion, sexual selection, and the use
came the galloping rider. H e was
S paniards, and he needs help ”
alone. His horse was covered with m ight sta rt for S anta Lucia, but he
A few m inutes later, alm ost and disuse of organs.
If the earth is an evolution and
foam, and panting like a tired would never find his way in the fainting with fatigue and nervous
hound. Up to the little gate of the dark. Even if he reached the place, strain , she wras borne into the pres m an is an evolution, it logically
follows th a t the works of m an are
M oncado cottage he staggered, and he would forget whom he wished ence of Pena.
“
Dios
mio!”
he
exclaim
ed
as
he
evolutionary: his religion, his gov
then his rider reeled and alm ost to see.”
listened to her story and then gave
“ But there is no other man in the signal for his com m and to ern m en t and his social state. Evo
fell into the arm s of his m other.
lution accounts for all progress and
“ My God!
Rafael, you are R osalia,” pleaded his mother.
m ount.
“ True!
Therefore I m ust go,
It traces the
“ You poor little thing, you all im provem ent.
w utided, my boy------”
Em ilia, tell should he abed and asleep.” W rap steps man has taken from a savage
“ It is no m atter. I can still ride. wound or no wound.
ping his coat around her little,
The battle of Saratoga is raging. I Guido to saddle a horse and bring trem bling, wet form, he jum ped in and barbarous state to th a t of en
It
am on my way to Col.Pena. He does it to the gate quickly. We are los to his saddle and had an offices lightenm ent and civilization.
n o t know of it. We need him and ing tim e.”
pass the child up to him . T he or- shows the unfolding of the child to
“
B
rother
we
c
a
n
’t
let
you
go.
I
’ll
der was given to m arch, and in hir the man influenced by en v iro n
his cavalry.
H elp me to a fresh
It accounts for all the
horse and I will catch Pena at never see you again,” and the poor arm s the fighting colonel of Cam- m ent.
aguey
carried
the
little
heroine
changes in the social state, leading
S an ta Lucia to night. I m u st------” child buried her head on her bro
hack to her home in Rosalia.
The poor fellow never finished th e r’s neck. Then suddenly rising
“ Take her,” said he, as he h a n d to higher, better and more p erm a
the sentence. He had fainted. The she exclaim ed, “Oh, why was I not ed her over to her half-crazed mo nent social relations.
arm s of tender women carried him a m an? Cuba so needs men! Yes, ther. “ She brought us the news.
All religious system s are the
into the house. Poor little E m ilia I ’ll tell him to get Linda ready at I ’ll speak of her to Gen. Gomez. works of men. The Hebrew relig
fol owed, the tears stream ing from once. Col. Pena must go to help She deserves the rank of a m ajor ion presents no m ore evidence of a
general. She has saved her b ro th
her eves. She watched them draw Gomez.”
e r’s life, and her brave deed m ay revelation outside of n atu re th an
T urning, she kissed her brother’s win th e day at S aratoga.”
oil’the riding hoots, filled with her
B rahm anism ; C h ristia n ity no more
forehead
and
hurried
out
to
the
bro th er’s brood. She brought wa
of a celestial origin th an B uddhism .
Soor. the quick gallop of
ter to moisten his parched lips. stables.
Read M osheim ’s history of the
Evolution
of
Religion.
a
horse
was
heard
approaching
the
C hristian church from the first to
She saw the ugly wound in his hip
and m urm ured through her g rit house. But it did not stop at the
the eighteenth ce n tu ry , and note
BY A. G. HUMPHREY.
gate.
On it sped in the direction
it» struggles for existence, requir-
ting teeth:
For m any ages the religious log more th an 300 years for public
“ Bad S paniards!
Bad S p an of S anta Lucia.
A m om ent later, Guido, the h alf world has believed and ta u g h t a recognition and au th o rity .
iards! They will kill us all yet!”
No system of religion presents
And then her b rother’s eyes op witted black hoy, wandered aim teleological creation, while all m a
any
evidence of a divine origin.
terialistic th in k ers and most scien
ened. The cold water hail revived lessly into the room.
Each has struggled for an existence
“ W here is the horse, where is tists teach the hypothesis th a t the and for the suprem acy it has a t
hint. He tried to move, but only
universe in its entirety, so far as tained.
groaned in agony. Once more he E m ilia ? ” inquired her brother.
the hum an m ind can conceive, is
Evolution is th e day s ta r of
strove to rise.
“ Gone!” replied the boy.
etern al, had no beginning and can bop« th a t beckons on to th e day
“ Mother, some one, help me to
“ Gone! w here?” came from all
have no ending. M atter in the u l when man shall learn th a t th e
my feet! 1 m ust go on— I m ust go present.
practice of full n a tu ra l and uncor
tim ate is uncreated and in d estru ct
<»n. I have ridden sixteen leagues
rupted
virtue is his essential d u ty ,
“ I dun know.
She said some- ible. The universe is objective and
since m orning. T here are only four th in ’ ’bout St. Lucia, jum ped on changes in forms occur under im- and will constitute his greatest fe
m<»re to Santa Lucia and to Pena. L m da’s back, and looks to me as mutHb]e and undeviating laws, licity. H e will learn, too, th a t the
powers of n atu re are com petent for
W e must have him .”
And with a how she’s gone
all
the great purposes of hûm an
eternally existing in the constitu
m ighty effort he rose to his feet.
existence; th at science in all of its
And so she was.
T h e brave lit tion of things.
Evidences appear
Ti en he wavered, tears of helpless
relations to reform and hu m an im
tle E m ilia, though not a soldier of in the e a rth ’s crust th a t its was
provem ent, is the only infallible
ness cam e into his eves, and he
Cuba, had taken her brother’s once nebula, and has reached its gpide to sound health, the greatest
sank hack on the bed with a sob of
place. She had gone lo Pena— to present developm ent by the action longevity and the highest happi
anguish.
: _ , th l a . . t the fight
r. , , between Go-
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and th a t the ch ild ren of the
tell i v him
of . . laws and . forces
in nature. The ness,
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“ To th in k th a t I should go •O m ezau d the Spanish general Can- low ed forma of m atter are elemen- !het’
n ,a " w il> l,f 81 ’ ''« ll
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born
th
a
t
they
will not need relig-
near to the end of my journey and tellanos was on,
’ ,e\ ery ! y ’ aDd by " ,e union of fim Ple ious regeneration. — [F reetb o u g h t
then fail!”
Cuban in Cam aguey was needed.
elem ents we have chemical com- I Magazine.
Heroic Cuban G irl.
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‘‘How were you wounded, mv
boy?”
’Twas near El D esm ayo—late
this afternoon.
I had changed
horses at La Vinda an hour before.
Suddenly I ran into a body of
Spanish guerrillas from San Mig-
uel. I could not fight them ; there
were too m any, so I took up a ra-
vine toward Isidto. They fired five
vollevs after me and gave chase.
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