The new Northwest. (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, April 26, 1872, Image 1

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Mrj. A. J. Drxnm, Editor and rroprlrtar
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I Dovotdto the Interests of Humanity..-
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Independent In Pollfles.'and Jlellglon.
Mlve to all live limes, and Thoroughly
! nodical In Opposing aSHExposlns the Wrongs
ol tho Masses.
Ono year-
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Six month
CorraspomlenU writlnjr over axsumcd slna-
tures must make known their name to the'
JWIter, or no attention 'will to given to their
Term a.
IJnrs Susses! n by the Scene or Xou;
A so.
The shlmmerlnc aprinMme sunshine slants
Adown the sloping; mountains,
And fir trees shoot their feathery forms
Prom sides ofgargllne Ihuntalnc,
And dreamy munie In the air.
Waited from Inwrt' voices, .
PIoaM round me like a melody,
WMeh my sad soul rejoices.
Ton monarch great whoe scaly trunk
Supports his buse proportions.
Yet beam uloft his emerald crown,
Inspiring old emotions;
And toward the dear and arehl ng sky
lie lowers In strength majestle,
Just ns lie stood In days of yore.
When I, In haunts domeoile.
Breamed out a lire of toll ami rare, "
lly the great world unheeded,
And gathered, gazing on his form,
Support my spirit needed.
A half a seore of years ago,
O earth and sky and mounUlrft,
I irazed upon theM scenes and drank '
Prom Inspiration's fountain.
But I have chanced, and thegrcat world
Kits now In rapt attention,
dulling for more, while yet my Hps
Have failed to make half mention
Or all the thoughU that years ago
But racked and tosned and lore me,
While I, In shade and solitude,
Saw no life-work before me.
Have oulet days ami earnest toll
Without remuneration,
Net thinking that my dreams, Oair
And earth and vegetation.
Would In these days of active life
Work out their full fruition.
And yet I know and now my head
Is bowed in deep contrition
That but for the trials or jhe years
Orion ago as teacher,
I should not be prepared to-day
To be of truth a preacher.
And as I stand and gaze onee more
On verdure, sky and mountains,
And on you monarch, lone and old.
And on yon gurgling fountains,
Tho melodies or long ago,
Wafted from lnccts' voice,
Float o'er me, and In the music sweet
My saddened soul rejoices. A. J. D.
(Entered, according to the Act of Congrcss.In
the year 1S52, by Mr. A. J. Dunlway, In the Of-
nee of the librarian of Congress at Washington
foliage, rose two immense, well finished
barns, araund which blooded horses
stood basking in the sunshine, while
sleek, fat cattle lay asleep in the quiet
Ellen greeted them at the cabin door
with a weary smile. Her face had been
so often blistered In her frantic attempts
to enre toothache and neuralgia by ap
plication of cantharides that all traces
of its former beauty had vanished. She
weariljbore a great child In her arms,
while its twin companion kicked and
crowed upon the cabin floor.
"Aunt Betsey, Doctor, Katy, Uncle
Jakey, I'm very glad to see you all,"
she said, brightening up. "This is a
pleasure that I feared would never be
mine again, dear AWitie," smoothing
her snow-white hair and wrinkled face.
"You have a lqvely situation here,"
said Dr. GofT. "These are fine, rollick
ing babies, too. Quite an outcome in
them since I saw them at birth. But
you look tired. The two babies are very
trying on your strength this balmy, lazy
"Tired! I haven't been rested for ten
years.; I never expect to rest again until
J get into my coffin," was the despairing
"Nonsense, Ellen ! One would IhinE
you hadn't a great deal of work to do.
You haven't a very large house to take
care of. But then, of course, the babies
are troublesome."
A bitter laugh betrayed prominent
eye teeth, between which the bright red
gums exhibited . ragged row of rotten
roots, from whicli the thin Hps rolled
away as if glad to retreat from the near
proximity of such repulsive deconiposi
tion. "If the twins were my only care I
should think I had vcry little work to
do indeed. But Peter keeps six hired
men, and I cook and wash for them
make butter and cheese for market, and
for the bouse. I do all the milkin
mopping, washing, churning, cooktug,
sewing, ironing and other drudgery my
Ten years passed rapidly away, and self in addition to caring for my family
l'eter Dowd was rich. He had crown 01 eleven children."
sordid and selfish bevond all tho nmm- "But your older children are large
ise of his earlier manhood. Nothing enough now to assist you in household
but money, or its equivalent in some- uuucs-
thing that could be bought or sold for "They must go to school; besides,
cash, found anv favor in his pvps. they are not strong: and whenever
Ellen Dowd followed in the footsteps they're about the house they have the
of her mother and sister. The predispo- 031-6 of the" twins on their hands. I want
sition tooxcessive maternity which had I to make their childhood as happy as-
characterized them was aggravated in possible. They'll never have any enjoy-
her case. Every year had added one, ,nent 413 women."
and In some instances two babies, to the "But how do you accomplish
overcrowded household, and the poor, nuich ? You look frail and weak. You
care-worn mother was indeed like the certainly need somebody to take care of
old woman of the nursery rhyme, who you."
"had so many children she knew not "Care of tne, Indeed! If I only were a
what to do." No woman who has had cow, or a sheep, or a marc, or a hog,
experience with the necessary self-denial somebody might reason thus; but I'm
and overwork which "getting rich" im- nothing but a woman not" considered
poses on a farmer s wife in a new coun
try' will need the information that El
len's pathway was not strewn with
Jacob and Betsey Graham, the good
old couple who had cared for the Dowd
children in their orphanage, were fail
ing rapidly. Dr. Goff was their constant
visitor now. Ho had gradually risen in
his profession until he stood high In
deed in tho estimation of the inhabit
marketable, you sec.
"But woman is the noblest work of
God, my dear. You are not doing your
self justice In thus overworking your
body. Your children will reap the sad
results or your folly. Think of your
mother; of your sister Sarah ; of Ziek
Mammon's scattered family; or your
own certain death If you persist in this
course, and try to remember that your
first duty Is to yourself," and Dr. Goff
ontsof the rustic neighborhood ; and it looked almost sternly at her as he spoke.
was the general belief that but for his "Speaking of myself, sir, reminds me
skill and care Aunt Betsey would ba-o that I have not yet finished my wash
Jong before been dead.
"On the morning of which I write the
good old lady sat In her uncouth easy
chair, supported by pillows, and the
youngest child of Ziek and Sarah Ham
ilton, now a sprightly girl of eleven
ing; and there is dinner to get for twen
ty-four of us. So you will please excuse
"'Pears to me that Ellen has a heap
harder time than Sarah had," said Aunt
Betsey, sitting in her easy chair by the
years, stood by her side reading from a window and watching her as she re-
story book. The window was open, and treated. "I don't see as property
the luxuriant rose vines, ladened with much help to anybody if it only makes
perfume, swayed back and forth, in the slaves of 'em."
gentle breeze. "It's Ellen's fault as well ns Teter's,
" 'Pears to me, honey, as if the Doctor was Uncle Jacob's sensible comment
was long a-comin'. I'm growin' dread- "She begun in as trrasnin' an' avaricious
ful frail." i n mnnner na lin ilhl in mvi mnnor nnrl
-Here tie comes now, Auntie. Good jest as lone as she will do all this work.
morning, nr. uou." jest that lone: she mav. Peter don1
ooou morning, little Puss. How's considcr. A heap o' men hain't no fhc
our patient to-day?" h,ity o' findin' out what's needed In
"Better, but mighty weak, Doctor," family ; an' Ellen's testy an' snappish
was Aunt xietsey's languid reply. "It too. I -think pr.r l.-in,i rn,,.i iii-n
'pears to me that if I could only visit They don't get along together accord! n
Xilien liowu once more u would uo me a to my notion."
power oT good." I should say they didn't!" was Dr.
"Well, there's nothing to hinder you (.loirs emphatic reply. "How in croa-
from going, is there?" tion is any woman going to be otherwise
"Do you think I'm strong enough for than snappish and testy with all this
the ride ?" work on her hands, and half sick In the
"Of course I do. Uncle Jacob, get the bargain. Thousands of women are con
horses and wagon. I'll accompany you, sureu lor being m-tempercd when they
and we'll see if we can't have one day of are only suffering from ill health and
genuine enjoyment." overwork, c iicie jacou, u s very easy
Uncle Jacob, assisted by another child ior you or me to sit. at, our ease ana lay
of Ziek Hamilton's, a fine, manly boy the blame or that poor child's unhappy
of fourteen, whom he had kept since his lot upon ncrseii, out recKon .we n laii
mother's death, brought round a span of much farmer snort oi a stale ot piaciu
patient, well kept horses, and hitching good nature man sue uoe3 a we nau
them to the wagon, as It stood before half her burdens to bear. "WecouWn't
tho gate, called out that all was ready, bear them at all ; ic wouiu ne impossi-
JJr. Uolt bore the old lady to the ble."
wagon in his arms, followed by Uncle "But, Doctor, Ellen didn't start
Jacob, who carried the arm chair, in right"
whicli the patient was securely seated, "What if she didn't? She was young
and they started off for a visit at the and inexperienced at least ten years
home or l'eter and Ellen Dowd. her husband's junior. If he should see
A long avenue of locust trees, with that one of his farm horses was too am-
their graceful branches of purple green bitious for his strength, he'd begin to
joucu wiui ouus ami bloom, led the wavl nt a nhpek rein at once. X do wish
from the substantial gato and solid rail men were but just half as wise about the
ience up to me eaum door, where geran- necessary care required by the mothers
iuujs auu neuoiroiHj were nourishing in of thr-lr rfiildreri to keen them In good
broken pots and pans. Morning glories condition as they are about the lower
were creeping over iue rough, blaelr U,,
logs, and vining roses clambered up the A lm,W Rnddenlv darkens the door-
roof. To the right and left of the cabin, way, and Ziek Hamilton, whose hair
uuu u s..ori away inrougu the has become almost white, and whose
shoulders have acquired a much greater
stoop since the good reader last beheld
him, stands before them, leaning on his
cane. Ho has had another wife for
many a day an oldish woman, who
broke A fin in" much after the style in
which he had counselled Peter Dowd to
break" Ellen. His older children have
long been married and gono from the
home-nest, the younger ones have been
driven away by the step-mother, and a
second family of half a dozen has kept
him struggling against the winds and
tides of ndverslty as he little deemed
that ho should ever be compelled to
"Tan my hide for sole leather !" ho
exclaimed, while1 a gleam of pleasure
noshed across his face, only to be dis
pelled by a settled look of melancholy.
didn't expect to see you out, Aunt
Betsey. How are you, Katv? How
'ye do, Jakey?" to his children ; "And
Doc-and Uncle Jake, how do you flour
ish?" Then, without waiting for re
plies, he continued, "I thought I'd come
over to-day and look round a little'bout
Ellen's health. I believe she'll go off
into a dcclino just as as her sister did,
if she don't havo rest and change. Peter
don't seem to see how she's fallin'. It's
strange that men never do see these
things till it's too late."
"This was the very subject under con
sideration when you entered," said the
Doctor. "Ellen will not live two years
longer at tho rate she is going now. She
has work enough on hand this morning
for half a dozen women, and while you
and Aunt Betsey are talking the matter
over I'll go and sec if I can't aid her in
the kitchen."
The apartment styled the kitchen was
a low shed, in which a clumsy, old-fash
ioned stove, now red-hot, was mounted
on brick bats, above a smooth dirt floor.
Ellen was busy lifting the steaming
clothes from the boiling suds, aud did not
perceive the doctor through the fog un
til he had the clothes stick in his hand,
and she did not fully realize the situa
tion until he began with his strong arms
to lift the clothes himself.
"You must never do another washing,
Ellen Dowd," he said. "You must tell
your lord and master that tho family
physician forbids it,"
"Doctor, you are very kind," was the
weary reply, as she stopped to wipe tho
perspiration from her face -with her
sudsy apron, "but I fear that your com
mands will remain unheeded. Such a
family as mine need a great deal of
washing. And there's nobody else but
me to do It."
"Make Peter wash!" was the blunt
reply. "He's strong as an ox. Wash
ing isn't a woman's work, anyhow."
"You'd have fun getting Peter to
wash," said Ellen, smilingly, as she
dropped Iter weary form into a chair.
'.'Is dinner 'most ready, Ellen?" The
speaker was a shabby, seedy-looking
fellow, In buckskin trowsers and hick
ory shirt, with an offensive clay pipe in
his mouth, and a drled-up stream of
amber coursing down each side of his
chin, whom the reader will hardly rec
ognize as the Peter Dowd whom Ellen
first met in an Eastern intelligence office.
Yet he had not changed for the worse
one-half as rapidly as had the young
and desperate creature of whose neces
sities lie had taken dire advantage.
when he compelled her to marry him
because she believed she was choosing
the least of two evils.
"Dinner!" was the short reply. "It
can't bo near dinner time."
"I'd like to know what yon havo been
doing all the forenoon? My men must
have their regular meals, or they can't
be expected to do their regular work.
You know my rule is to feed them well,
and you must be up to time, or they'll
"And I'd like to cet a chance to do mv
regular work without being compelled to
get my regular meals. I'd rather go to bed
this minute than sit up and cat my din
ner, even though it was all ready and
"wme! come! no whining! X never
could sec what good it did a woman io
be in a constant fret. Why, halloa! doc
tor! You here?" and tho clouded face
changed its expression to one of sur
prise aud pleasure. "Have.yon tumed
"I thlpk It's high time somebody
turned washerman in this house, sir,"
said the doctor. "Your wife Is working
herself to death."
"I've known men to cet rich bv at
tending to their own business, old GofT.
ir iAien and I can't nianairo our own
aiiairs, you can't help us."
uut I, as her family physician, have
a right to speak, and only tell you this
ior your goou and hers."
Anu j, as nead of my own house
hold, have a right to discharge mv fam
ily physlclnn if ho meddles where he
Jtas no business. Your services are no
longer needed, sir."
"Oh, Peter!" pleaded Ellen. "Dr.
Goff took care of my mother when I was
a baby. He has always been kind to
me, and I need his advice. Doctor,
don't mind Jilin. He don't mean It."
"Hold your tongue, . woman! Your
pet doctor may ,not be quite so easily
poisoned as your pet dogs, but "
"There, Peter Dowd! Not another
word! You poisoned my dogs! I know
you now! You are the very villain who
brought that old ghoul to my grand
father D'Arcy's, and you have been a
curse to my existence ever since."
Peter looked at her with a malicious
grin, and the poor child, realizing tho
full extent of her Iong-pcjit hatred for
the man who had wrecked every hope
and ambition of her life went off Into
Dinner was not again thought of that
day by Peter or his wife.
Ellen was laid upon a bed in the
fjont room of the wretched cabin, and
though she would sometimes recognize
dear Aunt Betsy as she reclined in her
chair beside her, she took no note of
other surroundings, except to shudder
and go off into renewed convulsions
whenever her glimmering reason would
enable her to recognize her husband.
EvenIngcame,anJgood old AuntBet
seyGrahani was carried home to lea veher
couch no more. A few weeks passed
rapidly away, and her remains' were de
posited in the churchyard, whereaplaln
white board was planted at her.head,
on which were inscribed the precious
words, "He givctlt His beloved sleep."
Ellen gradually recovered from her
severe Indisposition, and resumed her
accustomed duties; but to Peter Dowd
she showed no signs of recognition after
that 'dreadful day.
Headers mine, who have thus far fol
lowed Ellen Dowd through her sad
llfe-vlcissltudes, there are happier days
in store for her. You shall hear more
(End of Part I.)
Women af tie Bed-Side.
Florence Nightingale has written a
characteristic and Interesting introduc
tion to the memorial of Agnes Jones,
"Una and her Paupers," published by
Geonrc Itoutledgc 5c Sous, a verv rich
book in Its way, showing what a young
woman who religiously wants a life
work, aud when she finds it, enters
upon Its performance In a spirit of
ligious consecration, can really bear and
do. Miss Nightingale touches tho right
string when she says that nursing is tin
art, and if it is to be mado an art, re
quires as exclusive a devotion, as hard a
preparation as any painter's or sculp
tor's work : for it deals not with a dead
canvass nor with cold marble, but with
the living temper or an immortal mind
It is it line art, if not the very finest of
tine arts.
Tills is one of the hardest things in the
world to make our neonle understand
They seem to think that any poor, dis
appointed, broken-down woman, who
cannot possibly do unything else, even
li sue can unci anviniuz else to do. can
take care of tho sick a work which re
quires trained perceptions, us well as
(luic.k and rich svmnathies. and n ixr-
fect self-command, as well as affluent
resources and ready invention. But it
Is a work which brings peculiar com
pensations to those who engage in it
with Hie right motives rter proper
preparation. Aim we arc pleased to nud
Miss Nightingale saying that the hap
piest people, the fondest of their occu
pation, the most thankful for their
lives, in her opinion, are those engaged
in nursing the sick. True, this work
has had its martyrs. So every best
thing comes from the costliest sacrifices.
Every blessing we enjoy has been paid
for in heart's blood. But those who
have made tho sacrifice have been least
aware of it, and have found their cross
There are hundreds of young women
among us with gifts ns great and aspirit
as noble ns that or Miss Jones, who,
like her, would devote their talents to
tho service of men, which is the service
of God. Like her, they want a life-
work. They havo no sympathy with
any Uliurcli party, and cannot join
either a Protestant or Catholic sister
hood. - Thej have home-ties aud duties
to perform. But these do not complete
ly ausorn or satisfy inem. nicy long
to leci mat tuey arc rorces m tne world ;
that they arc rendering actual and im
portant service to humanity ; that they
are ministering spirits in a world filled
wiui sorrow, suiicring and wrong, mm
for these, among other Important offices
and occupations, is the care of the sick,
for which women have the finest apti
tudes, often nmountinir to real ccnius.
Every year it becomes more evident
that the nurse is quite as Important as
the nhvslcian. and that the nroncr care
of the sick is an essential condition of
their cure, women are fust conquering:
the prejudice whicli environs the medi
cal profession,- and findinir within It a
fitting and congenial field. It remains
for them to make nurslnir an honorable
and remunerative profession, by lifting
it up to its true place as an art wntcn
requires skill and training to master,
and patience to properly execute, and as
a service to man which the spirit of
nictv and duty will invest with nil the
sanctions and satisfactions of religion.
uouicn Aye.
An Every-Day Story.
TjisL week a woman died, of whom we
wish to say a wonl here. It does not
matter how or where she died. She
was so obscure, belonged to so common
and poor a class, that no notice of her
death found a place in even the cheap
est paper, and no one wno Knew ner
will read these words. Only one of
those thousands of ordinary lives that,
day by day, end unnoticed, no more
missed by the worm man so many
burned-out candles. This woman had
neither beauty nor wit, nor large cul
ture; she brought no gift with her when
she was born to make her greatly wel
come to the world: never could sing a"
song or write a poem; was not even
litted to reign in a drawing room. fcne
was only a sweet-voiced, gentle lady,
full of womanly affection and eager ten
derness, who had kept her childish
belter unchanged to middle age. Silio
was little, sickly, shabbily clothed; she
lived in a tawdry house, with glaring
paper on the walls, and torn, dirty mat
ting on the floor; the air she breathed
was that of want and vulgarity; year in
and year out she worked at n machine,
sewing dresses for servants and shop
girls wno uuiucd ner, not unreasonably,
ior sue was out a poor seamstress, it tne
truth must be told. Her husband, a
coarse-grained, gossiping fellow, tried
tuts trade ami mat, became a ward poli
tician, (uu wnai ne could ior uts lamuy,
but felt that- his wife must do her share.
He had been used to raw-boned Con
necticut farm women, beside whom she
doubtless appeared inefficient enough.
ii otiiers remembered now tenderly
nurtured she had been as a girl, and
that tho fortune she had brought him
ho had flunc awav. he never did. Nor
did she. They were wretchedly poor,
and it was just and proper she should
work. So she worked, .stopping now
and then to give birth to another child,
to be nursed at the tired breast, and
watched and prayed over with the
blind, idolatrous devotion she gave to
mo others. Certain logical moralists
lay down as axioms that there can be
no tragedy without crime, and that no
woman wun love, a husband and chil
dren, ought to ask for more. The loud.
bragging politician remained her hero
to me last, li ner lire slowly dried and
withered away, as a treo might, tapped
of all its juices at the root, she thought
it was herself to blame. This poor lady
was cursed with as finely wrought an
organizntiqn as any favorite of fortune;
both body and mind required compan
ions of her own caste, and that nutri
ment which Nature and Art give but
to few, hut whicli that few must have or
die. Besides, not even tiie strongest
woman can furnish bread and butter for
houseful of children, make their
"Wotaan's Natural Protectors.
Of tiie ten applications for divorce re
ported by thecity press, as coming before
courts on Monday of the present, week
nine were made by wives to be released
from the protection of their natural se
lected guardians. The6e facts reveal a
sad state of affairs. Woman, from her
natural diffidence and retiring disposl
tion. will, as a general rule, suffer long
and much before she can make up her
in I lid to publicly complain, mic is rap
idly outgrowing the slavish and depend
ent condition to which custom and
tradition have assigned her. She Is be
ginning to aspire to something higher
and nobler than to be. a serving drudge
or embellished puppet, to gratify the
cupidity, ambition or personal pride of
some man, wno may leed ner, nouse
her, dress her elegantly and introduce
her to his friends as an evidence of Ins
good tsste and capacity for display.
Such women may be tho envy of their
what are generally termed less fortun
ate sisters, and yet they may he not
only dissatisfied and discontented, but
wretchedly miserable. Woman, as well
as man, is entitled lo a personal indi
viduality, both before and after a mar
riage, there is no moro reason why
the wife should be a satellite revolving
in a prescribed orbit about the husband.
shining by borrowed light, to bo extin
guished when he departs, than that the
husband should be the satellite of the
wife. With reciprocal love, the depend
ence should be mutual. Each should
be allowed to struggle and labor to
achieve knowledge aud honor according
to taste, inclination and capacity. It is
an evidence of a servile mind, to wil
lingly consent to remain in a condition
of Inferiority and degradation. We
honor the wife whose aspiring mind re
fuses to be bribeilvvitli tiie flimsy gew
gaws of fashion or with a princely pal
ace, with regiments of servants and all
tho means for gorgeous display. We
honor the woman who refuses to sell
herself into wifehood for these material
These frequent applications for di
vorce on the part of wives arc a valuable
lesson to which parents in particular,
and society in general, should pay par
ticular attention. It demonstrates that
lliprn is snmcthiii" nuliiaillv wmn?
somewhere. It shows tliat woman, who ! in the burnt district, in all stages of con-
is proverbially passive, patient and for-1 struction, from comer stone- laying to
giving, is now the restless and complain- roof fitting, is enough to convince the
ing purty. Tiie fault cannot be justly most skeptical that Chicago will live
laid to her door, though it is not proba- 1 again as grand and massive as ever,
ble that hho isalwavs blameless. Mnnv . Steadily through the winter months:
of the husbands complained of often are j in cold and snow and rain, the work of
intelligent and kind, generous, and of rebuilding has gone on. And it will
continue to go on uniu tne uurnt uis-
tnct is covered oy tne new umcago. .no
one who will observe tne amount ot
Chicago's Beaurrection.
I have been over the greater portion
of the burnt district, but can only at
tempt a brief general description with
out going into details. Hero you will
see what is to be seen nowhere else, in
the world a living city and a dead one
occupying the samo ground. It is a
strange conglomeration of ruins, shan
ties, substantial buildings and rubbish.
Here you will see the blackened ruins,
the gloomy walls of a palace gutted by
the flames, and next to it a rough board
shanty with ono window, and a stove
pipe runningup through the roof. Then
next to that Is a handsome five storv
brick, put up since the fire, and filled
from top to bottom with merchandise;
then more shanties, then great baro
walls of buildings in course of erection,
then more of tho blackest, gloomiest,
saddest ruins human eye ever looked
upon. '
And, withal, the streets are well nigh
impassable. Teams that no man can
number, loaded down with building
material, file through them; heaps of
brick, rock, lumber, lime, sand and rub
bish are "stacked" all along. There are
no sidewalks, and getting about in the
burnt district is a matter of extreme dif
ficulty. Every few blocks you will
come upon a "jam." A wagon has run
against a brick pile; another wagon has
run against that; teams going each way
are blockaded and can't turn back on
occount of every possible obstruction
being on the ground that ever went into
a building, aud a regular Broadway jam
is the consequence. It is almost Impos
sible to go through the burnt district
with a carriage during work hours. Tho
best way is to walk, and then you are
frequently delayed, or at least have to
climb over stacks of lumber and piles of
brick aud sand.
The scenes along tho principal streets
remind one of pictures of the building of
Babel. Every block lias itsgrand army
of workmen, nud thereseems to bcabout
as much confusion all the time ns there
was at Babel immediately aftertlie con
founding of language. But it is a con
fusion of teams aud material, and not
of tongues, for hammers, saws and trow
els make such a fuss that voices are
The number of buildings under way
Mount Hood. To see the town and
forest well, and enjoy the wild nud the
tame, the natural and tho artificial, go
back on the fir-topped hills, a mile west
of tho river, and turn your face toward
sunrise nud Mount Hood. Here, with
your back jammed up against a wood,
dense, deep, and magnificent, you have
a mile of city at your feet: then a tide-
river, with many ships, and nofr unlikcH
the Thames; then a nine or open town:
then firs, tall, taller, deep, dense, and
black as Erebus, In the distance; then
hills, forest-crowned, of course; then
grander hills, still black with forests.
but nearly hidden in thq clouds rolling
ciouus. mai sometimes sweep nice seas,
men unit, and iazuy drag memsclvcs
through tho tree toja; higher up are
peaks, crags, clouds: then Mount Hood,
rugged, scarred aud broken, m.atplitns-3
and magulflcent. and white forever, as
iue luroiic oi uou.
Grand atid lovely, beyond the touch of
words, are theso steep and stupendous
peaks of snow in Oregon, when Hashing
unuL-i u Bumuici euii. aaoon is ouiv an
v.uti uiumcr oi u Mcu-raiscu lanilly.
under skies that are less intensely blue,
they might not thrill von n Ttf.x
stand as in other lauds, only as additions
to and extensions of ollior
gray, barren, and colorless, the effect
then might not be so great. But here
the shining pyramids of white, starting
sudden and solitary from tho great black
sea of firs, standing as supporting pillars
to tho dome of intense blue sky, startle
thrill, and delight you, though you have
stood unmoved before tho sublimcst
scenes or cann. joaqutn Miller,
April Overland Monthly.
clothes, keep their souls pure and their
manners refined, and add to the num
ber every year. She was not strong in
any sense; so she stitched, nud nursed
and trained them, witli the dirty walls
about her ntnl the torn matting uuder
foot, and the crowd of children grew
shabbier and coarser and more vulgar,
day by day. One day an old accom
plishment or her girlhood recurred to
henllower painting, molding in clay,
designing it does not matter what;
work, however, in which her real na
ture would have found food and ex
pression, and the pay for whicli would
have been comparative affluence. Siie
sent a specimen of her work for trial,
which was approved; but men were
employed who were trained to the busi
ness. Only the machine was left, and
the work for her children's bodies and
souls that she could not do. It grew
and grew beforo licr sight until the day
came when she dropped as under an in
tolerable burden. As she lay on the
bed, day after day, slowly dying, hus
band and children were loud in sorrow
and astonishment "How had she come
by such manifold diseases? Machine
work and want of air? It was incredi
ble." She struggled with her work yet,
sewed ns she lay on her back, drew her
children close to herwith a hungry, un
satisfied love in her eyes that they
could not understand. But ns the hour
came for her to quit the world that had
been so niggardly of its comfort or
bounty to her, sho was beset with rest
less fancies, which to her husband
seemed scarcely sane. "She thinks if
ir she could sec and smell a thorny rose
that used to grow wild about the farms
down there in Maryland, where she was
born, she would be well again. Now,
what good could there be in a rose?"
He could not see why she would make
them put the children out of the room,
and turn out the gas that sho could not
see the machine, and so He looking up at
the natch of skv. above the brick walls.
When she was dead he cried, "I did
what I could: Iani not to blame." And
It was true; no man can go beyond ins
What was to blame? Not poverty;
not the working for bread and butter;
not the unequal marriage. Since the
world began lung Cophetuas have mar
ried beggar girk untitled and clothed
them royally in meir own iames; nnu
manias have rejoiced to worship an
ass. l$ut u sue nau ueen taugnt
practically the one occupation for which
her taste and ability fitted her? If all
women were so thoroughly taught sucli
occupations that employment would be
open to them as much as to men? The
answer brings little to her now. A day
or two ago the woni-out body was laid
back in tiie earui to wmcu it nau oeen
drawn by such subtle kinship. To what
rest or recompense inoour ot me gen
tle lady passed only He knows who
took it thence. Her work remains un
finished. But it is because there are so
many thousands of over-worked women
nrouud us on every side, staring blank
ly at their uncouqucraoie woric, anu
lives wasted at noonday, -that we have
fold lmr storv aud.rovcrently held back
her name for this one brief moment of
the cteniai sncncv. j. j.nuuc.
good report in the community in which
tlicv reside. It is unreasonable aud un
just to lay all the blame to their inten
tional miscouuuct. rue evil nas its
foundation in the false condition of
things social, industrial and pecuniary.
Many of the more thoughtful and intel
ligent women of to-day feel that they
have a higherand nobler mission than
to be cither slave, drudge, personal de
pendent or parlor ornament. They feel
that their intellectual capacities entitle
them to something and somebody in
the world of thought and work, of in
llucnce and personal power. They feel
that a field of usefulness aud honor is
spread out before them which they can
cultivate without injury to their wom
anly, wifely or maternal instincts.
Husbands, who devote their time to
business or pleasure, .or both, providing
their wives with ample means for home
comfort and luxury, but using their
homes more as boarding and lodging
houses, than to invest them with the
charms of their personal presence, spend
ing the leisure hours, days and evenings
with their masculine chums in club
rooms, Odd Fellows, Masonic, Red Men's
or other lodges, cannot reasonably ex
pect intelligent wives in these days of
Jiopular education, science and general
progress, to be satisfied with their lot.
Tiie neglect, the contempt expressed or
implied for their natural incapacity and
deficiency injudgmcnt, which were for
merly accepted as a matter of course, now
awaken emotions of distrust, which
soon ripen into hate against the of
fending parties, be the same husband
or guardian. Society must ndapt itself
to the growing demands of one new or
der of things. Woman must be eman
cipated: her equality as to personal
property nun political rights rnusi oe
When this shall be done, and woman
placed In a condition of comparative
pecuniary independence, unhappy mar
riages will become less frequent, and
divorces will be known more as a histor
ical than practical fact. S'. F. Pioneer.
work already done under the disadvan
tages of inclement weather and high
prices can doubt this. But, much as
has been done this winter, ten times as
much will be accomplished this sum
mer. With April will begin an amouut
of building incomprehensible to any one
not here to sec what there is to build,
aud the plans to be pursued.
A singular fact in connection with
these gigantic operations and plans of
operations, is the abundance of funds.
Everybody seems to have money to re
build, or, at least, to make a start The
money to rebuild Chicago seems to be
already at hand. Currency Is abundant,
more abundant than bricks, in fact.
This is readily accounted for. Hen of
wealth, in Boston, New York, Philadel
phia, and, in fact, all over the countrj'j
were largely Interested in real estate
here before the fire, and, not being seri
ously injured by the burning of the tene
ments thereon, they set about immedi
ately to rebuild. Men who have made
fortunes in Chicago town lots do not
propose to withdraw from the field now
now when there is as good a chance
for remunerative investments as over.
Rents are two and three times as higli
as before the fire, and notwithstanding
the amount of buildingdone still remain
at the stiff figure. Chicago Correspond
ent Cincinnati Commercial.
TnCYE.utSEENTY-Two. Tiie year
1S72 contains ntty-two bundays &ep
m!nr nnd December each beginning
on a Sunday, January, April aud Jury
on Monday. October is the only month
beginning OU TUCSUiiy. ruurunrj- ueKau
.,Yi nn,iu nn Thursday conseoucntly
we have five Thursdays, which will not
n..ii, until the year 1000. In the
year IStO February will have fivo Sun-
davs. which win "". "n-"
the year 1820. The year 1S71 began on
Sunday and ended on Sunday. This
will occur again In 18S2, aud every
eleventh year thereafter.
Afrwintnn p.irena Itosa has been en
gaged as principal vocalist for the Ithcn
fsh fMtivni nt Dusseldorf. next summer.
and accordingly will leave for Europe
about the first or -nay.
much of the follv and dissipation of the
times chargeable to the ladies? Do
. . 11. - i M .1
lliey not give meir sweet- mmius aiiu
Eleasant voices to those who dress the
est and the most extravagant? Will
a lady be so particular as to stop in the
street and ttlk with a mechanic as she
will with a well dressed young mau?
We can point to many a woman, who
gave her heart and hand io a meaiy-
mouthed. deiicate-sKinueu, ony-naireu,
fashionable young man, who has bit
terly repented of her choice. A man
who has but little business, except to
curl his hair, consult the tailor, and
talk-insipidly, is not lit for a husband
we care not how much money he may
count. So long as young women aro so
unwise as to smile on such, mere win
be follvand dissipation among ourmen.
Ladies should be wise and consult their
duties and futurehappiuess. lady, win
you not reflect upon this subject? Will
you not pursue a course in regard to
choosing a partner ior iue, iuai
tho means of your future happiness In
stead of chosing one who will be tho
means of all your troubles, and who will,
perhaps, be the means of bringing you
to an early grave ? We say this to you
for your own bcnenuiwcnoiogicai
John Weiss has made a good sugges
tion. It is that we should have a spec
ial court of divorce, on whoso bench no
hin matrons should sit by the side of ac-
mlished men. to throw the Instinct
of wifehood aud the subtle judgment of
the woman Into their grave balancing.
We have held this opinion, aud arc only
too glad to have it set forth by so clear
. ..... A, , , . .
and siiarp-siguieu a miiiKcr as Air.
Weiss. Were a special commission for
divorce, consisting of an equal number
of men and matrons appointed for each
county, to consider every application in
secret session and render a final decision
or send a recommendation to a higher
court, -wo should havoa nearer approxi
mation to justice in matter of the
greatest delicacy and difficulty, and be
saved the disgraceful and demoralizing
publication of the reports of divorce
trials. Tdlorta Golden Age.
The Right of Laiior. The Assem
bly of Illinois refused yesterday to pass
the following harmless Senate bill: Be
it enacted, etc., That no person shall be
precluded or debarred from auy occupa
tion, profession or employment (except
military) on account of sex: Provided,
That this act shall not be construed to af
fect the eligibility of anyperson to an elec
tive office. The object of this bill is to
open to women certain privileges from
which they arc now debarred by a med
iaeval state statute, built in days when
women were good for nothing but scul
lions and farm hands. There are dozens
of towns in Illinois in which the highest
convenience of the people will be served
by giving to women tne power oi be
coming Notaries Public. There is no
town, or county, orcuy in Illinois wnicu
can. by any. human possibility, bo in
jured by the passage of this bill. It is
merely a bin to cniorce uieuaxunungui.
of women to earn their bread in any
way they honestly can. It confers upon
them no right which they do not al
ready hold in justice and equity. It
merely asserts that the State will no
longer keep her appointed gifts for one
half of the pcoplo to the enforced ex
clusion of the other half. The bill sim
ply enables every individual in the
State to earn a living? in whatever way
that individual chooses. Its principal
effect will be to permit women of intel
ligence and education to be Notaries
Public and to practice law. Any man
who in our day refuses these two simple
rights to qualified women is a man born
centuries after he should have been in
his grave. He does not belong to this
age or to this nation, and he has no bus
iness In the Legislative Assembly of Ill
inois. Under tho State constitution
and the charters, women arc eligible to
any appointive office, but they are ex
cluded from the practice of law and all
cniolumentstmder it. Every university
and law school in the country, which
has a reputable name, admits and invites
them to qualify themselves for the pro
fession. Is the Stito of Illinois to re
fuse them the right to practice it, after
they have spent years and money in"
fitting themselves?
The bill has nothing to do with suf
frage. It cannot offend any man's sense
oi justice, it ought to be reeoiisiucic"
and passed. Chicago Evening Tot.
The champion palm-leaf hat muter
of the Granite Stable is a girl f tUrfeen
summers and twelve winters, who plies
her trade in Chester county. Ic i a .am-
thy's work for an expert, and few
womencan contrive to make more" than
one man nt a time miserable.