The new Northwest. (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, November 24, 1871, Image 1

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A Journal r the Veopte.
Ueroled to Hie Interest of Humanity.
AHva to all Iues, and Thoroughly
Radical In OWHlHe and Exposing the Wrongs
o( tbe Maas.
rjaneKMKHtei't writing over assumed Klena-
utre mMt make known their names to the
Editor, or no attention will bo given to their
Keply to Slnrali.
Who art thou whose pensive notes
Fall In sweet cadence on the air.
And In their mournful beauty float
Into my soul, and And an echo there t
0, what Is man, more than thou art ?
Vm he not formed or earth rude dust ?
BfconM be hare power to ploreo thy heart,
When feltlile hb to thy confiding trust ?
Tjiv foriu was made of finer clay,
Tby spirit more esqulrtte far;
Why HIM unjuot demands obey
Br aeedleaa caeriAre thy soul to mar T
Tst thy lrt urteve no more;
Oattnotrnwrnineeou the wild;
Itfhr lowofsti.r restore
That aty which man'scruehydespo'led.
W weie not made to brood o'er gilet;
Mm uuli weald Morva on fare so rude;
glM ramlr- MlWHhllLm Rlro relief,
An4 sed the with eternal food.
Thea plowe thy (tptrkf; geklen wing,
Nor quail at any tyrant's nod;
Bat aoaring, let It everstng,
-I kewa aarth no master but my God 1"
Halkh, OfOavn, Nov. it, 1S7L
Fnix Speecu, Free Press, Fbee People.
A Pram Story of a Plain "Woman.
(HntoMa.aeeonllng to the Act of Congress, in
the year h7I, by Mrs. A. J. Duniway, in the
OfHeeuf the librarian of Concrete at Washing
ton Clty.J
Alone we wandered through the Mut
tering corn. Thorns and thistles grew
up In the furrows. Tangled vines over
lapped each other in their luxuriant
growth and great golden-yellow pump
kins showed their shining sides at inter
vals, while around the thrifty corn-
.i.ti. i i i . i i .. ni..n..
stains nun iuuuii uvuu iiiua uuuf
promising, all together, a bounteous
irarveei? for the prudent husbandman.
Pursuing our way with difficulty
through this wilderness of vegetation,
we at last reached the clearing, where
hundreds of acres were covered with
stumps, cord-woodandtiw--logs, through
which wo made our way to the place
where once the Falls and iny dear Fairy
Bower were to me as living, thinking j
companions, with whom T had so often
vrhiled away the fleeting days.
As the patient reader who lias thus
far followed me is well aware, no vestige
of the ok! and hallowed scenes remained;
'hut, to my surprise and disappointment,
my husband did not seem astonished or
Now I hate crying people. They are
generally nervous, fretful, peevish no
bodies, who make everybody uncom
fortable who is so unfortunate as to be
thrown in their company. But my the
ory in this instance was quite different
from my practice, for I threw myself
upon the grass and burst into an uncoil'
t Tollable fit of weeping. 'William stood
a while intently watching me and then
began pacing up and down the path as
if in earnest thought.
"Some, Judith, child!" lie said, at
length, "It saddens me to see you
yield to grief like this. But, after all, I
do not wonder that it should be so. I
have often been here during the past
year and have, of course, become accus
tomed to the present state of things."
"Why.Willlam," said I, wonderlngly,
"is it possible that you were acquainted
with these changes before you came here
"I ought to be, my dear. This mill is
my property."
"Oh, "William! havo you then permit
ted this devastation, this awful desecra
tion of this peered spot?"
"No, my poor Judith. This property
became mine a very short time ago. I
bought it for the sake of olden memories
and to make you a present "Will you ac
cept It?" and lie placed a deed in my
hands as he stwke, which proved to be a
UUe to the sole possession and owner
ship of the "Gibbon Mill property."
"Words of mine cannot repay you,
"Nonsense, Judith! I do not require
pay; besides, we are one, you know, and
what is yours is mine."
"Then why did you give this deed
Aviiolly in my name?"
"Because, under existing laws, you,
as a married woman, are a complete
nonentity, and cannot legally hold joint
property with myself. A married wom
an may not go into business co-partnership
with her own husband."
"But I trust you entirely, my noble
husband. I did not need this token of
your regard."
"I did not say you did, my dear; but I
do say that while the laws of this so
called free Republic recognize the hus
band and wife as one, and that one the
htuband, good men will screen their
wives from the possible consequences of
sueh a law."
"But wliat shall be done with Lad
men who never see this injustice, except
to take undue advantage of it?"
"Nothing can be done, except to
change the laws and usages so that
woman may become a pecuniarily and
politically responsible being; aud, until
tlio laws are so modified I never trill
hold one dollar's worth of real estate."
"But suppose such an improbable
thing should occur as that I should take
advantage of your generosity. How
could you get redress ?"
"I have considered all that, Judith
and I reason thus: If either of us is entl
tied in justice to pecuniary advantage
ov;ccttheother, it should be the wife and
mother, whose helplessness should be
her lawful shield against the possibility
of want. Therefore, I am resolved that
ienable right to life, liberty and the pur
suit of happiness, and also that her
minor children shall be so protected. I
shall give her such advantages as the
existing laws must recognize."
"But, "William, I already own prop
erty in the far distant "West. I should
decidedly prefer not to hold more than
the 'balance of power.' "
"When equitable laws are made, by
which the wife may become a recognized
financial co-partnor in the marriage
firm, we'll reconsider this; but, until
then, let's talk of something else."
"We had slowly wandered as we talked,
and now we stood before the gate that
opened into the dooryard that led to the
house from which I had once boforc,
when faint and sick and weary, been
rudely turned away.
"Come," said my husband, "let's go
into the boarding house and hear what
the woman of the establishment has to
say about the purchase."
""What!" I answered, "go there to be
intuited by that dowdy creature in a
dirty table-cloth, who met mo once at
the door and ordered me away ? Not tr
I know myself, my lord and liego!"
I was growing angry.
"Come, my dear," lie said, coaxingly,
and by force of his will I was Impelled
to enter the door, where we wero met by
the same woman, with seemingly the
same identical unique apron upou her
dowdy person which had so disgusted
me once before.
The woman greeted my husband with
a weary smile, but turned ashy pale
when she recognized myself.
"Allow me, good woman," said my
husband, pleasantly, "to introduce to
you my wife, the recent purchaser and
sole proprietor of this farm, the mill and
all appurtenances."
It was really amusing to observe the
woman's fright. She staggered back a
lacc or two and dropped into a chair.
"Well, really!" she said at last; but
still she sat there, gazing at me in blank
"Come, Mrs. Stone, give us some din
nor." said my husband, pleasantly.
"Indeed," said I, indignantly, "I'll
eat no food in this house! Do you rc-
membernq"am, that you insulted me
tn 1nit i1mttT ro r Iiam nvlin lldfful
one day wlietiI-came here exhausted
and asked you for a lunch?'
"I had no I had no ufeJ" she
stammered, reluctantly.
"Well, madam!" I replied, "give your
self no further uneasiness. Fortunately,
I stand in the social scale far above your
hung in charred and lifeless desponden
cy all over the moss-grown roof.
T was surprised at the good-natured
intimacy between my husband and the
bright-eyed mother of the crowing babe.
She kissed and welcomed me with genu
ine delight, aud seemed to heartily en
joy some secret, which slio could conceal
with difficulty. ,
"So you got your wife tit hist, Mr.
Snyder!" she said, archly.
"Yes. And.thanks to some good ma
neuvering on your part, I got to sec her
once without her knowledge or con
sent" "When was that?" ! asked, quiekly.
"While you were unconscjoTg that
day before tho doctor came. - JMyntched
beside you for an hour and made out the
prescription which helped to restore you
to life ami consciousness. A stupid
blunder of ono of the mill men sent that
doctor here, or you would probably have
never seen him."
"Well, where did you go after I be
came convalescent?"
I would not see you again until I
could have opportunity to know that
you would favor my suit, so I wrote let
ters to you from a pretended distance,
while I managed to geta glimpse of you
ilmo-it every day."
The thrifty, tidy housewife excused
herself and went out to prepare dinner.
"Now, husband mine, explain to me,
if you can, why it was that Dr. Gordon
took such interest in me. He would
tremble like an aspen when I alluded to
you ; aud, really, sometimes I half be
lieved he was yourself in disguise."
"Dr. Gordon was an outlaw, Judith.
No wonder tho poor fellow trembled
when he thought of me! 1 met him
suddenly in the street one day when he
was going to your houso-ln the city, and
lie begged me not to publicly identify
him. I watched him, however, for I
knew that he had made up his mind to
fascinato you. It took all the force of
my own magnetic influence to help you
break the spell."
Then you knew about it all the
"Of course I did ; and, but for tho fact
that I was determined, If I could win
you a second time, you must come to
me of your own free will, I should have
gone to you and presented my claims."
"No wonder I dreamed I was hanging
over a precipice! Tell mo, did you kiss
nleovhen I lav in a faint that day in
yondeHittle east room?"
"Would y&ujiave kissed wic under
just-how the scenery appears, and all
about the premises."
"Then why didn't you seek me out in
time to prevent my wicked marriage ?"
"Judith, dear, do you forget that I was
a convict? that my native land had
cursed niQ and that I could not visit
you when you were John SmitIC strife!"
"But I did not become Ids wife for
many years. I should think you would
have known this fact had you pos
sessed clairvoyant power."
"But I did not discover that I pos
sessed such power; or, rather, I did not
understand the power until compara
tively recently. I used to attribute all
this to an over-wrought imagination."
"It has always seemed to be supersti
tion, T admit;" I said ; "but I acknowl
edge that if tho whole was a delusion, it
was tt very solacing one."
"I bcllovc, my dear, that the scientific
world is ono the eve of a great discovery
In relation to plirenology, clairvoyancy,
premonitions, or inspirations it mat
ters little tonc what the phenomenon
is called. AVhat the discovery may be
of course I do not know; but" I shall not
cease to investigate for myself."
The bright and busy housewife came
bustling in to announce her dinner.
"Do you kuow,.Mr. Snyder," said she,
gleefully, "thtt,secrot you imtioscd upon
mo that day you know what I mean-
was almost more than than I could
"You did keep it, though, didn't
you ?"
"Oh, yes!. But I'll not keep anothor
such. I thought sure you'd conic back
that day; so It dressed my patient in
my nest wrapper ana rigged Her up
beautifully, just to have tho doubtful
satisfaction of seeing that upstart of a
doctor taken by storm ! I had a good
Mill to toll ydu-ali about it"
"so you were in the conspiracy against
me, too?" I said, laughingly.
"Not willingly, but from the force of
circumstances," was the quick reply.
"A truco to olden mysteries, and let's
eat this elegant dinner," said my hus
band, leading tho way, and we gathered
around the well-filled board and, in the
the same low kitchen where my mother
had tolled and drudged, we sat aud
talked of Auld Lang Syne.
(To bo continued.)
power to injure me; but let me suggest like circumstances?"
to you that hereafter tho best plan forJ The mystery of the closing incident in
you to adopt is to treat strangers decent- Pmy dream was solved
lv until thev are proven miiltv. no mat- V'Willlam. I have often told you or a
ter what .rumors may be afloat about
"I'm sure I beg your pardon, ma'am.
But I had heard such awful stories
And, (though I admit your face be
'em, Vet I didu't dare to got my
band and all the mill men a-sneering
Jiad befriended a bad woman.'
"Your excuse is accepted, my poor
woman. But tell me, how much pay do
you get for all theiabor you perform in
tltis house?"
"Pay!" and the pale blue oyes stood
open at an extra width. "Married
women never get no pay! I Just expect
to go on drudgin' this way all my days,
without any hope of anything better.
I've one consolation, though. I shan't
livelong." -
Yet, my good woman," said I, kind
ly, "we women who strive, according to
the light that God lias given us, to right
tho wrongs of just such women as your
self arc maligned, misunderstood aud
misrepresented, often by the very unfor
tunates whom we would befriend."
"But my husband told me tliat no
woman of good sense or good character
wanted to get out of her sphere."
"That is all true enough; but all
women of good sense and good charac
ter, who give tho matter any thought at
all, agree that man has no right to dc
jmo woman's spuerc. i-rom ins very
nature lie is not able to comprehend
wnat nor sphere ought to be."
'But toll mc,"-anxIouslv interrupted
the eager listener, "do you Iwlievc in free
My husband laughed Iinmodoratclv.
"My dear woman, do you believe in
It?" I asked. "And would you inactive
it if you had the right to control vour
own earnings and shape your own cir
"Madam! if you didn'towu this houso
I'd order you out of it! The idee" and
she rocked angrily to and fro.
Of course I Know you would not
practice it if you could help yourself," I
said. "But your weary, haggard face
proclaims that you are attlieted with le
galized lust, and when wo women help
to make the laws, and thereby make
you pecuniarily indeperfdent ot", your
uusuauu, you ivm iia o uX'PrMlnity to
control your own person, and the meu.
knowing this, become alarmed, and
then, to frighten you, they cry 'free
love. "
"Well, I never exject anything better
in my timo!" said the woman, hope
" "The gods help those who help them
selves," I answered, cheerfully, and we
passed out, my husbaud' and I, into the
dooryard and, bidding the poor, tired
drudge good-bye, hurried on to the dear
quaint old home nest, where a recent
strange and mystic -light, from which
our own pure face would beam, and
which would appear so vividly real that
could not resist the belief that you
ere near me. Can you explain it ."'
Tell me of some particular time
ten you thus viewed my apparitioti?"
'I-ceinember particularly haw plainly
ou appeared to me the tlay my father
died. He was sitting at the window,
and lie pointed you out and called my
attention tp you himself."
"I was atUliat time in Koine, aud on
that day It went out alone with my
whole beingiso wrapped in thouglit and
conjectures lconcerning you that it
seemed that I must see you or die. Sud
denly I fell you call me. I do not know
how to express the sensation otherwise.
knew I dii not hear you, but I was
certain I was tolled. I sat down upon a
way-side resting-place and seemed to
fall asleep. For an instant I seemed to
stand before you, and I saw your father
and yourself as plainly as I see you
now. Your father sat in a great arm
chair looking out at the window, and
you were kneeling by his side. You
looked faded, jaded and care-worn; your
dress was a dark-colored calico, with a
bluc-aud-whifc checked apron and coarse
brogan shoes. I felt that I must speak
to you and promise to explain, but a
sudden twinge brought hack my con
sciousness, and showed me nothing but
the quiet street anil my own lonoly
"Was this the first time you visited
me in spirit?"
"Oil, no ! I often saw you, but not so
frequently before that time as within
the past few years."
"How do you account for tltis?"
A'My dear, this is to me one of the un
accountable phenomena of which life Is
largely composed. AVhcn you can tell
me why you see a color and cannot feel
it ; when you tell me why the same
soil, climate and conditions bring forth
i. I I 111 m .
cci. anu inner mitt; wiien you can
tell me wny my will controls my tongue.
or hand, or foot; or why fire blazes; or
way Ice Is cold ; or how sentient beings
became endowed with never-dying af
fection; or why"
"Stop !" I interrupted ; "I am satis
fied that you do not understand the
matter any better than I do. Bit have
you any name fgr this power, or mys
tery, or phenomenon, or whatever you
are pleased to call it?"
"It must -be a sort of psychology.
Evidently it is the power of one intense
imagination over another."
"Did I ever seem to appear to you in
the same way ?"
"No ; I never realized that you came
to me, but I very often went to you. I
have seen tho graves on the hlll-sldo in
014 Brsn St., Sax Fn.vxcisco,
Nov. 10, 1871. j
Bear Mrs. Dunitvay -Mrs. Gordon
requests me to give you a brief state
ment of a meeting held yesterday in my
rooms for publication in your paper;
and I find I have only time to say that
a preliminary meeting to form a State
Central Committee to act in concert
witli thcNational Committee of Woman
Sufl'ragc at Washington, D. C. of
which Mrs. Sargent and Mrs. Gordon
arc members for California was largely
attended, and over one hundred dollars
were subscribed to help defray Mrs. Gor
don's expenses to Washington, where
both she and Mrs. Sartrent are going to
work with other members of the Na
tional Committee to obtain the passage
of a Declaratory Act at the coining ses
sion of Congress, declaring that women
have the right to voto under the Four
teenth and Fifteenth Amendments to
the Constltutiq'n.
A second meeting will be held next
Saturday, when needed officers will bo
chosen, and work systematized and at
once commenced.
Last evening Mrs. Gordon lectured in
the Hall of the -Young Men's Christian
Association to a large and sympathetic
audience, whicli added considerably to
the subscription fund.
I read weekly the New Noktuwkst
and circulate it as. extensively as I am
able. I am sure . it is doing a -good
Some one wijl furnish you the plans
and methods adopted by our next meet
ing, and I trust the friends m Oregon
will unite heartily in this grand effort
to put in practice the justico which the
fnimers of a reP'ihhcati government In
stini'tivelv cive expression to while
they cling to the barbarism of the past
With best wishes,
BellcVc me yours sincerely,
C. II. Spkah.
This department of the New North
west is to be a general vehicle for ex
change of Ideas concerning any and all
matters that may be legitimately dis
cussed in ourcolumns. Findingitpracti
cally impossible to answer each corres
pondent by private letter, wo adopt this
mode of communication to save our
friends the disappointment that would
othorwiscaccruefrom ourinability toan
swer their queries. Weeonliaily invite
everybody that has a question to ask, a
suggestion to make, or a scolding to give
to contribute to tho CorrespondentV
Carrie G. : Mako your water proof
cloak in the form- of a loose sack, largo
enough to fit comfortably over the dress
and long enough to protect your skirts
from the mud. Button it down the front
with large guttti pcreha buttons and
line tho waist and sleeves throughout
with flannel. Then make a circular
cape with a hood attached, and line the
wnole with flannel of any bright color
that is becoming to your complexion.
All wool water proof is best. The half
cotton wears grey and "seedy" in a little
Molllc: "Winsey" is a very durable,
t. . ,
uuavy iircw gooug, generally woven in
two colors. It is very fashionable, but
is not in as general favor as the onlinary
double-width water proof. "Wigans'
is a still goods much Used for facing
dress skirts. Wo do not like it. Wom
au's dress should be undulating and
drapery-like ; anything still' and un
wieldy makes her form appear ungrace
Gcorgo II. : Wo havo not had oppor
tunity as yet to investigate the matter.
Mrs. A. G. C: You ought not to know
that you have "nerves." But you will
never be well and strong until you learn
to take exercise in tho open ah. A
woman witli a vigorous constitution
would be killed in a month if she were
placed in your inert position ; and tho
only reason that you do not die is be
cause, from the force of habit, you have
become a lackiilasiaca. .nobody. Now
don't get angry! If you apply to a phy
sician for relief, you must not complain
If the dose is bitter. Get your husband
to "let" you arouse yourself from your
lethargy, and strike out in tho world of
WQrk and mak 4KL0?!"outse1'
he won't "let" yQHYTTanyhow. The
woman who sacrifices her days to a pent
up hotel and her nights to her owner's
bedchamber prostitutes licr soul and
body for 'a "supiiort" that brings her
nothing but jutsiich a state of irrita
bility and hysteries as you complain of.
Take our advice and follow it, and from
the ruin of your health and strength
you will arise ennobled, strengthened,
useful. Go on in the old way and your
useless life will soon be spent, and you
will pass away and be forgotten. We
always get earnest over these important
Mrs. V. G.: We send you the file of
back numbers. You will find that the
lrcrald comes in for a fair share of plain
dealing. Politically, we are independent
of any and all parties ; publicly, we are
after our opponents with the best weap
ons we can command ; and personally,
we are on good terms with everybody.
Thanks for the remembrance.
MRS. . J. urXHV.1T, Edltar aniij-roMittgr
OFFICE Cor. Third and Washington St.
Ono Venn-
Six months.
Three months-
ADVERTISEMENTS Inserted on Reason.tW -Terms.
A Thrilling Incident.
It occurred some years ago in our
State that the question came up in pub
lie meeting in township, whether
any person should be allowed to sell
rum. One man spoke against it Strange
as It may seem, the clergyman, tho dea
con and the physician all favored grant
ing licenses. The question was about to
be put, when all at once there arose
from one corner of the room a miserable
woman. She wa3 thinly clad, and her
appearance indicated the utmost wretch
edness rid that her mortal career was
almost ended. After a moment of si
lence, all eves beiiur fixed upon her, she
stretched her attenuated body to its ut
most height and her arms to their great
est length, and, raising her voice to a
shrill pitch, she called to all to look upon
"Yes," she said, "look uiwii me, and
then hear me. All that the last speaker
has said in relation to temperance
drinking being the father of drunken
ness-is true. All practice, all experi
ence, declare its truth. All drinking ot
alcoholic poison, as a beverage, in
health, is excess. You all know me. or
onee did. You know 1 was onee mis
tress of the best farm in town. You all
know, too, I had one of rite best, the
most devoted or husbands. 1 ou all know
I had fine, noble-hearted Iwys. Where
are thoy now, Doctor? Where are they
now 7 lou all know.. ou all know
that they lie in a row, side by side, in
yonder church-yard ; all, every one of
incm,jtiiuirj the aruiiiMra's grave, uney
were all taught that temperate drinking
was safe excess alone ought to be
avoided, and they never acknowledged
excess. They quoted you, and you,"
pointing, with her shred of a linger, to
the priest, deacon and doctor as author
ity. "They thought themselves safe un
der such teachers. Hut I saw the grad
ual change cominc over mv f;
prospects witli dismay and horror;
that we wero all to be overwhelmed in
one common ruin. I tried to wanl off
the blow; I tried to break the spell the
delusive spell in which the idea of the
benefits of temperate drinking hud mur
dered my husband and sons. I begged,
I prayed. "But tho wlds were agains
me. "The minister said that the poison
that was destroying my husband and
boys was u good creature of God ; the
deacon (who sits under the pulpit there,
who took our farm to pay his rum bills)
sold them the poison ; the doctor said a
little was good, and excesses ought to be
avoided. My ioor husband and dear
boys fell into the snare, and they could
not escape; and one after another were
conveyed to the sorrowful grave of a
drunkard. Now look at mo again. You
probably see mo for the last time. My
sand has nearly run. I have dragged
my exhausted frame from my home,
your poor-house, to warn you, Deacon ;
to warn you, false teacher of God's
word," and, with her arms thrown high
and her tall form stretched to its utmost,
and her voice raised to an unearthly
pitch, she exclaimed: "I shall soon
I shall meet you there, you false noteworthy of the recent manifestations
guides, and be a witness against you
The miserable woman vanished; a dead
silence pervaded theassemblyjthepriest
deacon and doctor hung their heads; and
when the president of the meeting put
the question, "Shall intoxicang liq
uors be sold in this town?" the unani
mous vote was "No." Lancaster (X. JL
Finf. Manners in WojrKN. Is there
any Iwrrier against presumption, oral
against an attempt at equality, like
thorough-bred courtesy? "Do what
yon will, you can never bo so thorough
a lady as I am," was the impression
made upon me by the sweet humility,
the plain dress, the almost forlorn sur
roundings of Mrs. Curtis, the former
mistress of Arlington. It was more
what she did not do, the absence of ef
fort, coupled With the desire to make
yu happy, the thorough breeding-, the
self-abnegation, the graceful dignity,
that made this lady a duchess in iter
faded realm. Such breeding and such
manners as hers arc not within the
reach of every one they are partly nat
ural gifts but the virtues which led to
them arc to be cultivated by everybody
witli some hope of success. Miss Sedg
wick was one of these wonderful well
bred women. No woman hWVm erica
was more famous than she ihinlt prime,
and she had much of the grace, with lit
tle of the formality, of those "okl-school"
manifers In which she must have been
trained. Flattery never turned her
head ; she was modest and humble as
Madam do Sevinge. Her manner of in
troducing two persons lias never been
surpassed; she made them ImjHi feel
honored and distinguished. Her atti
tude of listening was in itself a compli
ment, and to the very last she main
tained a charm beyond beauty, theoharm
nfjpcrfect manners. LtppbtcolP Magazine.
A TitAfiEPY. How many acts are
there in a tragedy ? Five, I believe.
Aer I. Young man starting from
home. Parents and sisters weeping to
have him go. Wagon passing over the
hill. Farewell kiss thrown uwek. IHny
the bell and lei the curtain arop.
cr JI. Marriage altar. JJnelit
uneven trailing
'myer, and excla
mations of "How well she looks!" Itbtg
the bell ami let the curtain drop.
Act HI. Midnight Woman waiting
for staggering steps. Old garments stuck
into the broken window pane. Many
rmarks of hardships on the face. Biting
; of the nailsof bloodless fingers. Neglect,
' cruelty, disgrace. Jiing the bell and let
I the curtain drop.
Act IV. Three graves in a very dark
place. Grave of a husband awl lather
who died of dissipation. Plenty of weeds
but no flowers. O, whnta blasted heath
with three graves! Ring the hell caul
let the curtain drop.
Act V. A destroyed soul's eternity.
No music.'no hope! Despair
! coiling around the heart with unuttera
ble anguish. Blackness ami darkness
forever. Woe! woe! woel I cannot
bear longer to look. I close my eyes at
this last act of the tragedy. Quick !
quick! King the bell and let the curtain
drop. Rev. T. BeWilt Talmadge.
A Mrs. Conway has been awarded the
contract for building a.raiIwajMiOur.y
land, and already has her workmen bus
ily enzasred in" differing-, carting, and
track-laying. This is niueh the most
tho ACT li. .Marriage i
milfnnd "S1"8- l'USi. AVI
rror-feltltllrouSh tho aisle 1nl
rror, 1 leit .. -..tT.v wh11
of female determination to rival man In
fields heretofore exclusively occupied by
nim. wo nave oecome-so accustomed
. to the Western girl who cultivates a
farm of forty acres, planting, plowing,
and irrigating it in manly fashion, that;
sue is no longer an item oi interest. Al
so the young woman who perpetually
gocs out upon a raging sea m a small
boat and rescues shipwrecked sailors
bids fair to exasperate mankind by her
wearisome iteration of what was once a
pleasing philanthropic noveltv. But a
r 1 a i i i . . i .i ,
, , . f., woman who imuciuiMS w uuim a i.m-
i Tt V iZT.mta nm .pn'w Pves herself a mistress of
ML? 3..VWntW 6 1 Si?W ballasting and bridge-building:
,,,ii,t toil vnn ii.if who understands the mysteries or
My dear friend, I might tell JO" tnat ,,,..,,.,.,, s ,
thpre are thousands of childless mothers i c.luurb anlL Vi0'!!?.' , a. w "...??"
ing for comfort here and there, and hnti
none; but that would not irfp you. I
might tell you, too, that if you knew all
the sorrowful histories that have been
told me by tongue and pen, for many
To Her "Who Will Understand it.
with discretion and authority, deserves
at least a transitory tame. Seur Jeney
frost had blackened the morning glories, I your Pacific home. Iam certain that
my wife shall be jwce'Jnher inal- and the -leaves of the great hop vine -1 know just how jour house is built,
Common Sense. Let us remember
that womanhood is the great fact wife
hood ami motherhood its incidents. A
place in the world of work, in tho trades
and professions, will enable women to
marry from tho highest motives, not
from their necessities. It will teach
hp value of money to earn
what they spend will be the bestjrssiblc
check to extravagance, and eutifituchof
the -domestio contention over the
almlghtv dollar. And this place she Is
slowly conquering to-day. Let every
wlun jxlumte his dauehtcr to self-
support If he would make her life happy
and independent If girls had occupa
tion. Kind ratners aim muiui-u n
not be so often called to deplore the un
fortunate marriages so many of their
daughters make. If they were kept in
colleges, as their brothers arc, until
twenty-live, studying science and phil
osophy, they would not commence the
study of man at sixteen. Mrs. J-X C
It lias been lately decided that hotel
keepers are liable for watches stolen
from their t?urLH. nlthoueli they may
have notices posted that they will not be
resxnsible for money, jewels and orna
ments, which are not put in tho hotel
safe, for safe keeping. The court holds
that- watches are- not ornaments, but
as useful during tb night as during the
day. This item .ill Interest hotel
keepers as well as travelers.
The Hahit ok Luxury. The fol-
lowiiur Is from an article ou marriaceby
Herbert Stanly, in the Oetorber number
oi LttiptncoWs Magazine:
"The English nobleman who sends to
Paris for his daughter's dresses, is rea
sonably certain that he, and his daugh
ter's husband after hint, can continue
sending, aud that in the training of his
child heisiostenngno habit which can
not be rightly indulged in. The Amer
ican knows, if he knows anything, that
the habit of luxury inwhich his child is
reared unfits her for the duties of the
life to which she will in all likelihood
bo called that he cannot hope that his
family wealth can long survive him, any
more than that his -daughter will love
a mau to whom that wealth will be un
important Experience aud observation
alike tell him that wealth in this coun
try rarely continues in nlamily three
generations, and that at any time he
may find himself a poor man again.
Yet he regulates his life and that of his
children as if his wealth and theirs were
assured, and as though the habits of a
lifetime were to be broken like wispof
straw."3 Jills (laughters are not tit to
marry any but tho rich men they ex
perience so much difficulty in finding,
and a man of moderate means is careful
to avoid asking them to change their
habits or lire, lhero are few sadder
pictures than the one we see when some
such woman of braver heart than most
of her sex chooses that portion of a poor
man's love and vainly seeks to adapt
hersclt to a lifeor winch she has hitherto
known nothing, l he habits or her girl
hood bind her like strong fetters, her
knowledge of domestic duties weighs her
to tho earth, the loss ofsoelul position or
the fevered efforts she makes to support
it, wear out her life in bitter repining
until her health gives way and she dies,
leaving her faults to vex the world in
her children, and her virtues undiscov
ered save by the husband, who hides
from himself all else of her nremory."
The Physical Strength of Young
V omen. Some one asked Mrs. X'aily
fetmton ir she thought that girls ikjs
scssed the physiqiu; necessary for the
wear and tear of a college course of study.
Her reply is both sensible and sarcastic
"I would like to see you," said Mrs.
ouiuiuii, -uikc uiirteeii hundred young
meu, and lace them up, and hang ten to
twenty pounds wdghtof clothes to their
Miusu-, percii them upon threc-tnen
Future. "Generation after
x line writer, "have
and their lives were
They passed like
tear the less, or keep you from feeling '. n t n, ,11 wtr.
aw n as uanicr w uuar uiau i m..i i.u i. i.ii,
1 (vmini-oHm, bfivu '
rivirs x-nll u-mllll lip rInil flint vniir Imliv I $,-"-"""" .
f:r.f " .. .,!,. r. felt as we now reel,
s B i ""-' " "' Tu1:: " ' as active as our own.
iiiir. i iitii. i it i in ihil n?i; ii mi. lu sum i un
til ill your sorrow
theirs. I could tell you that God is good thev now are nround our
tractions lor our onspring yet uiiuoru as
she once had for us children. Yet a
little while all will have happened. The
throbbing heart will be at rest. Our
funeral will wind its way, and prayers
will bo said aud then we will be left
alone in silence and in darkness for the
worms, and it may be but a short timo
we shall bo spoken of, but the things of
life will creep in, and our names will
soon be forgotten. Days will continue
to move on, and laughter ami song will
be heard ill the room in which we died;
and tho eves that mourned for us will be
dried, and glisten again lor joy; and
even our children will cease to think ot
us, and will not remember to Map o"
i name.
so dimmed that time only can enable
you to see it It is because I know that ,
nature must have way, or you could not
live and bear it, that I can only say to
vou now. I am so sorry for you. I know-
just how you go about, listening for the
little appealing cry that you may never
more -near; touching tistiessiy tue imie
useless clothes that you fashioned, witli
your heart so full of love and hope. I
too have done nil tuts, i nave rain with
my check close to the grass upon my
baby's grave, lest she should be lonely
without me, though I knew she was not
there. And yet I have lived to thank
Him who took her so early, that the
storms or Ine which aiterward overtook
me, did not burst over her little head.
So, as 1 say I shall not reason with you
now, for that were worse than useless.
I only reach out my woman's hand and
clasp yours In sympathy, although we
never have and never may meet in this
But ono tiling I know, that in the
other world your baby and mine will
know us their mothers, else God were
not God. By the strong love that came
with them, and the grtcr that roiiowed,
tills must be; we could not be so cruelly
mocked if this were to be the end.
Now, do not sit down and brood over
your grief if you can help it Do not
close your blinds and shut out me sun
shine. Let it warm you, though your
baby is cold. You would rather have
felt its little warm clasp even for that
brief time, than -to not have known the
bliss of motherhood, would you not
Well then warm your poor heart with
that bit of comfort A'oif there is i a lad
der reaching to Heaven, only seen bj
vou onlv used by you. Heaven is not
lipir its music, anu ouu -. j.
mothers car will detect; and none who
heels, cover their heads with ripples,
clliguous. rats nml mi n! tiok ten
thousand hair-plus into their scalps, if
mcy cau stand all this, they will stanu
a little Latin and Greek."
A ladv has started a paperat Porttami,
Orecon. which she colls the
Northwest Her salutatory open m
this vigorous style: "We lvo.n a
rr-frnlar annrcnticesli p at working-
washing, scrubbing, ironing, (tan i ig,
?r',-.V..! nMvin?. raisitiK babies.
"rTminsr. ami poultry raising.
lllllAillSt 1 . . 1 . J
raising babies,
try rt
lit i
mtis . written ior me
At Mull a messenger having requested
London clergyman to announce that
"if Dr. Leach was among his audience
lie was urgently wanted," the clergy
man added from sympathy, "and may
God have mercy on the ioor patient!"
"I wish I was dead," is the heading to
a quack advertisemcut Tills wish
can speedily be gratified by taking the
i 1. n-ltlGlf.. WrillUU 1U1 HUMS-
twiners, ado speeches, and carried on
business. We can prove by the public
that thi3 work has been well done.
Now, having reached the age of thirty
six, and having brought up a family of
boys to set type, and a daughter to run
the millinery store, we propose to edit
and publish a newspaper; and we intend
to estauusu il us one ui tue permanent,
institutions of the country." Which Is
not only straightforward talk, but better
poetry, we leave it to anybody, than
Walt Whitman's. X. J. Mechanic.
A gentleman was describing to Doug
las Jerrold the story of his courtship and
marriage how his wue nan
convent anu was u
,-nit wlmn his pres-
n?n iir nnmntttred sight
viiv(. vuiv uiwh a- i - -r
and she took him as her husband. Jer
rold listened to the end ot tue a "'f "V"
then quietly remarked: "alio snnplj
thought you better than ""
No nation, no rfQh
party, no race ever