The new Northwest. (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, April 15, 1880, Image 1

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A Journal fertile Feople.
.Devoted to tbe Interests or Hnmanity.
Independent in roltttes and Religion.
Alive to alt Live Issues, and Thoroughly
Ild!Ml in Opposing and Bxposine tho
Wrongs of the Mawes.
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tores mail make known their names to tint
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year HP, f til r ti Ufcvartaa of Con
gress at WaabJncto. D. C
During tbe long black night that fol
lowed 'Lice Hardloe'e dread awakening,
abe lay upon her lonely couch, St still
and apparently as stony as though pet
rifled. But sleep had deserted her; and
sensation was to keenly alive that every
little soood jarred cruelly upon ber
quickened nerves. Her ear were ao
acutely rtrung that the work of a email
eolony of wood-rats, which had taken
shelter In tbe rude at lie over her head.
seemed like the heavy rattle of advanc
ing artillery. Without, the Wiuter
storm beat bard upon tbe cabin wails,
and the mad wind shrieked a wild, dis
cordant melody that sometimes seemed
like a victorious demon's chant, and
again died away in the distance like
tbe despairing wail of a lost spirit.
Before her mental vision ber past life
moved like a panorama. She recalled
her early years iu the woods 94 Cblnea
pin Oaks, and remembered, far more
vividly than words could ex pre, tbe
thrills of ecstatic joy that had filled her
soul with tbe bliss of a new experience
which she had thought would last for
ever, when on that memorable night
after her debut at the Fourth of July
celebration, John Ingleton her John
had pressed upon her virgin Hps tbe
pure kiss of betrothal.
Why bad cruel deal iny separated them
from that hour ? What bad abe ever
been guilty of to deserve such a fate?
Was she not, from that hour, before
high Heaven, the affianced wife of her
lover? And had either ot them any
moral right to form other conjugal al
liances? Would sbe lutvedone by John,
under any circumstances, as he, without
provocation, had done by her ?
"O, my God ! Why can I not datpiac
him 7" she asked herself over and over
again, only to receive in answer the
mocking melody of the mad Winter
wind. -w- -
Very different were tbe cogitations of
Peter Tubbs 00 that memorable night,
as be lay at ease in hla bachelor cabin,
thinking ouly of 'L'se, and congratulat
ing himself that when be bad won her
he would have a wife whose industry
and thrift "Would be a fortune to a poor
That Peter Tubbs loved 'Lice H inline
as well as it was possi ble for a man ol bis
mentality to love at all, I woo Id not for
an instant have my reader to doubt.
He bad set his heart upon making her
his wife. To have failed, would have
wounded him deeply just as deeply as
It would have wounded him to lose a
favorite borse, a floe farm, or any other
valuable property by which an honest,
acquisitive soul sets store. He was as
willing to go as far and risk as much
to gain ber, too, as he would have been
to gain any other great uaejeeaion,
which, once acquired, be might lawfully
call bis own. He listened calmly to tbe
wild wailing of the Winter night and
thanked bis lucky stars that be bad wit
nessed the marriage of John Ingleton.
To his mind that legal ceremony had
settled tbe matter, so far as 'Lice was
concerned; aud, as she was now free to
become Mrs. Tasbs, be was satisfied.
Should 'Lice have become tbe wife of
another he would have felt disappointed
and humiliated no doubt, but he would
not have grieved very long over what
he could not help, and, as he argued,
neither would abe.
Morning came, and the Winter night
had wailed and shrieked itself into
qaletade, and the storm. king had hied
him away to the ea aud the mountains.
Beter Tubbs arose aud prepared his
solitary breakfast, comforting himself
with the thought that 'Lize would soon
be there to cook for him.
'Lice Hardine left her sleepless pillow
and went mechanically about her ac
customed duties, pale and preoccupied,
but with never a thought of Peter
Mrs. Melissa Hardine, of whom I
fear my reader has lost bight, although
she bears an important part In the
sequel of my o'er trne tale, and te, there
fore, not to be forgotten, and ought not
In be ignored, was now so far recovered
from her paralytic affliction that she
felt herself able to resume Iter previous
life of toil; and though, In strict jexttlee
to ber shattered physical forces, she
should have left tbe heavier kinds of
labor for younger and stronger hands.
yet she did not think so, and there being
nobody except 'Lize who cared to re
monstrate, she was soon again at her
loom and treadle, and engaged in wield
log the shuttle and batten as of yore.
But, amid all ber toil aud struggling,
and all ber mercenary tastes, she never
forgot ber motber-love, and especially
was she grateful to 'Lice for her dutiful
devotion during her long period of help
lessness. Tbe younger Hardiues were now large
enough to labor with their father In the
fields, and 'Lice and her mother were
usually left alone at tbe bouse with tbe
indoor work.
Breakfast was over, and 'Lize was
washing tbe ! tehee, while a lew feet dis
tant from her sat her mother, who was
working tbe loom.
"Leave yor dishes and come ami sit
by me for a while, darling; I waul to
talk to you," said Mrs. Hardine.
'Use obeyed raeebaniealiy.
"Why are you so pale, my dear?"
ashed her mother, anxiously. "Are you
not well?"
"Yes well enough."
"Then something troubles you. Can't
you -tell your mother what's the rust
ier?" 'Lice did not answer, but site plaeetl
ber elbows ou tbe web before her, bowed
her head upon ber bands and went.
"Remember, dear, that your mother
is your best friend. You need not be
afraid to confide In me, my child."
Still no answer, but the silent tears
fell like rain.
"Have yon beard anything from John
Ingleton ?"
O, mother !" cried the wretched girl,
dropping her head ujion tbe maternal
bosom as wearily aud trustfully as a
grieving child, "I have heard from him,
and he is married."' she gasped. "Aud
I loved him so dearly and trusted him
so faithfully ! I begin to believe there's
no such thing as constancy uuder the
"But you mustn't think that nay,
dear. You should judge others by your
self." "No, mother. I never do that but I
make blunders. I never could have
been false to John. It wouldn't have
done for me to judge him by myself."
"How long have you known of this,
hmy child f
"Since yesterday. Last uighl I did
not sleep at all."
"This great trial lias come upon you
for some good purpose, iny daughter.
God has some Important work for you
yet to do, and He's taken you through
the crucible of a just agony to prepsre
you for it."
But I cau't see what I've ever been
guilty of that I should suffer such a
cruet disappointment. Haven't I al
ways tried to be a dutiful daughter ?"
"Xone could be better."
"Haven't I always preferred the hap
piness of others before my own? And
didu't I freely lay aside my own inter
ests, aud give up everything for your
sake wheo you most needed me ?"
"You did, my darliug; and Heaven
will yeT reward yon for ft."
The trouble is with the rewards of
Heaven that they always come to us
like penalties. I'd racier ehoose my
own reward."
"Which proves, my daughter, that
you are not ready to do your whole
"What duty have I left unfulfilled,
mother ?"
"I don't clearly see; and yet, I know
there is tome wise purpose iu your pies
ent trial. To donbt it would be to ques
tion the infinite goodness of God."
"For that, mother, I believe that
every evil thin? will ultimately work
for good in some way. To doubt this
would' be to doubt the infinite wisdom
of God. But tbe question is, why can't
everything always be right, all the
"mat's a question i can't answer,
dearie. 1 wish I could. 1 long ago
ceased to vex my mind over what
couldn't help."
"I would far rather die than live,
mother. My whole life Is blasted
Looking behind me, I eau see rugged
paths and thorny steeps over which my
weary feet have wandered far too far for
one of my years. But I can also see
smiling vales here and there, with How
era and fruit almost within my reach.
Looking forward, I ean see only a broad,
desolate desert plaiu, with never a brook
or tree, aud not h flower or fruit of hap
piuess visible. Why must I walk Mich
a dreary road to tbe hitter end, moth-
"Duu't talk like that, my child, I heg
you. Be assured that you will yet find
happiness, but it must be in Gud's way,
and not your own."
"Other people have found happiness
in their own way, mother. Why should
I be an unfortunate and solitary excep
tion T"
"Unfortunate your ease may be, but
it is not a solitary one, by any means,
my dear. "Life Is full of disappointments
aud crosses."
"Bat there are comparatively few
who are crossed In love, as I have been.'
"You need uot think that, because you
do not know of everybody's troubles,
that others do not or have nethad them,
Your experience with the hidden sor
rows of others has been very limited,
my child."
"Mother, were you ever crossed Iu
Mrs. Hardine nervously resumed her
shuttle and treadles and batten, but did
uot speak.
'Lice eyed her with a strange interest.
"Why don't you answer, mother
dear?" she said. "Surely you won't
mind telling me."
Tbe balteu bung motionless once more,
and the shuttle aud treadles were still.
"Xo, child, Idou't mind telling you
now, though I onee thought I would
never tell any person but my heavenly
Father, who alone oould know why
should have had suoh a trial."
"Tell me all, mother, do. I'll love
you better than ever, now that I know
we've bad the same great trouble In
common. Strange indeed that it should
descend from mother to daughter. I do
wonder If such experiences, like features
and birthmarks and dispositions ami
complexions, are Inherited ?"
"I sometimes think so, thougn uou
only knows how fervently I bve prayed
that such a blighting sorrow might
never come to you."
"How did Itall aeme about, mother ?"
"I was young, nnd Imaginative, and
ambitious, and loving just like you,
child. One day a young soldier was
brought to my father's house, ill or
fever. He was haudsome nnd polite,
aud Very Intelligent, and I took care of
him while ho was slok, and did every
thing In my power to restore him, and
when he was able to he removed, I dis
covered to my mingled Joy and sorrow
that he had carried my young and best
afleetlons with him. I burled my secret
between ir'self and God. The young
soldier went his way and I mine. It
was my destiny to become your fattier
wife. It certainly would never have
come of my own choosing. Man pro
poses ami God disposes, you know."
"Well V
'Lice hod almost forgotten her own
sorrow in this new recital.
I grew to he marriageable eo my
parents thought," cotilluutd Mrs. Har
dine, "and John your father came
along and proposed. He had a large
tract of government land out West, and
my father thought he'd be rich some
day, and there was a large family of us,
and I felt as if I wat a burden at home.
There's so little a girl can do to make
money, you know."
Lice know. And site bitterly reflect
ed, even then, upon the fast that, while
there was always more required or her
than two or three girls of her age or
strength ought to attempt, yet somehow
there had never been any profit to her
self in it.
"Well, I married your father and bent
all icy energies to serving him. I kuew
I did not love him, ami for a long time
I felt sorry for him because I oould not.
But I did tbe best I oould for him, al
ways J leaven knows."
"Poor mother," sold 'Lize, pityingly.
"I fancied that I had forgotten the old
love. At any rate, I had become quite
resigned In regard to it; ami so many
burdensome cares claimed my attention,
and soon there were so many of you
children, that I had no time to worry
over ideal grievances. But, dearie, do
ramiisalisr our last Fourth ol Jjily
celebration at Chlneapin Oiks?"
Dear mother, that, to me was the
day of all days, for it was the day when
I became the affianced wire of John In
gleton. I little thought, ou that never-to-be-forgotten
night when he left me
with the kiss of betrothal on my lip",
that I should never see him again I"
and the poor girl wept afresh.
"Iear child," sshl her mother, tender
ly. "Don't uorry. God's ways are not
our ways. It will all bo right some
'That ' hard to believe In the light
of my experience, hut we won't diseuts
it now. Finish your story, please."
"There Isn't much more to tell. You
remember how I fell over the loom the
next morning, a vietlm of paralysis?"
"But you did not know the cause."
"Yes I did. It-was overwork, nothing
more nor less."
"No, child though doubtless that had
something to do witli lU 15a t there was
another and immediate cuu-te."
"What was it ?"
"The one man whom I had loved iu
girlhood called upon me on the day of
the celebration, white you and your
brother were a way, and your father and
Sally and the rest of them were out in
the fields at work."
"What!" exclaimed 'Lice, in an ex
cited tone. "Who oould he have been V
"Colonel Baiemau."
"I knew youM 4e incredulous. You
will rememlier that he was loot Iu the
grove that day."
"He had been with me."
"0, mother I Ami you had never told
tue tiiis before."
Xo; there was no need that I should
tell you of it. He never knew how
much I loved him; nor could he have
told to save his lire, as he looked at my
bowed back and horny hands and suuk-
eu cheeks ami decayed teeth, as e
talked over the old times, that I had
ever aspired to anything better than my
present lot."
"Did ho know that you loved bim, did
you say 7"
"I believe I told you ho did not know.
I would not tell him in my girlhood,
and I certainly oould not after It was
everlastlugly too late."
. "Go on, please."
"He stayed and chatted with me for
nearly an hour. He Mas waiting for
another gentleman who Was to read the
Declaration of Independence, he said;
and finally, as the day was well ad
vanced, and be knew the people would
be expecting Ulrn, he bade me good-bye.
Wben tie went away I found that all
tbe flood-gates of my long-pent loving
heart were again open. But I knew I
must stifle my feelings, and I did so. I
was no louger tbe counterpart of any
Well-bred gentleman. It was foolish In
mo to think of such a thing, as I then
was, even if I had not been bound to
another. And as it was, it was wicked;
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ior 1 wos lue who ui uapiuiu nniuiue,
and the mother of his children. But tbe
visit weighed upon mo. For my life I
could not rid ray mind or IU I knew
that by nature I was talented, and when
young I had been handsome. Theyears
rolled back and over, aud I thought
and thought till my brain reeled. And
when, the next morning, I went' about
my dally tasks after a sleepless ulght, I
remember that you called me from the
loom to breakfast. But that was all.
I duu't know how long it was Wore I
became conscious. The roat you know.
Women are clearer sighted than men in
matrimonial matters, and the choice
should be theirs and uot men's."
"How d'yo do, Miss 'Liza 7" said a
mauly voice, as Peter Tubbs appeared
upon the scene, and, with tbeifawiliur
ity or the times and place, entered their
presence without knocking.
'Lize felt that she must faint, hut she
conquered her emotions with 11 strong
effort aud answered the salutation wlh
"I thought I'd call over this afternoon
and luform your wise mother that you
ami I had concluded to marry each
other," was his next remark.
ITo be oonUnuetl.1
Kbw Yokk, March 25, 1880.
To thk'Kditdr opth k New Nojcthwkkt:
The shops are now full of the poster
ity of Eve .finding Spring colors with
which to clothe themselves. Tue many
Xebn.Ic ehups along Sixth avenue and
Fourteenth street and Twenty-third
street please the young girl most, for she
eau lilt from one counter to another and
finger things and turn up her une. At
such stores, everything is already spread
on counter, In baskets or boxe, and
when she buy's a shilling's worth, and
the cash boy has goue off with It, there
remains ten minute to "muss" throw
the good Into confusion and disorder.
Incidentally to this, I may say that
tlie London style of conversation, which
Is thought to be very fine by some of
our silly girls and their weak-benrted
mamnms, has been the means of Injur
ing many a young Knglisliinun trying
to do business iu this 0011 n try. I recall
one who oamo here with fine family
connection- and a slncereattachment to
American institution. He began to
study law, and his pronunciation made
him a great favorite among rich women
up town. He was Invited hither and
thither, - hflt down totaaa; "Where he
opened his law ofllee, not a business
house would touch him. Those who
went to his office and heard his pronun
ciation said to themselves : "That must
le allectation ! There Is some defect in
this man's head, or he would not talk
so." bo he found himself without a
career because he, had abandoned his
British religion is almost as bad as
British pronunciation. The latest kink
Is the Importation of the "Salvation
Army" to the Uuited States. It has
made its first attack on the vice of this
oily, and, though not positively success
ful so far, bids fair to be so. This army
Is of religious origin, and commingles
religious business with cash receipts.
There Is no doubt that it will be very
successful iu tills country, inasmuch as
Its style Is novel aud rushing. It is an
army with banners as weapons, and will
capture the enthusiasts, aud its probable
flnaucial success will attract those who
love God and money. Hero It is only
in its Infancy. The Captain-General,
llailtou, Is a slender young man of about
thirty, with pate red whiskers; the
Lieutenant-Commander, Kimnu West-
brook, is a plump little Kugllsh lady
with rosy oheeks aud blonde hair, and
most of the uftleers nre good-looking
young ladles. Last Sunday they held
their first formal meeting iu Harry
Hill's Variety Hall. They at first did
not wish to take it, but, as he offered
them Inducement.1), they succumbed to
the advertisement, aud inarched with
their banners, having the rather vague
hut violent motto, "Fire and Blood,"
and proceeded to wage war against Sa
tan, as their cards proved, among the
gang who were attracted there. Their
first meeting was not a success as far as
conversions are concerned. Tbey were
successful financially, however, as the
audience contributed liberally wheu the
plate was passed around.
A now mining board is to be opened
In this city about the first of April. The
mining Interests or the whole continent
are here assembled, having been driven
oubof California by the new Coustltu
lion nnd the failure of the gold quartz
mines. The development of silver in
the Ilocky Mountains is gcuulne and
extensive, aud, although one of the ear
llest companies formed, the Little Pitts
burg Is said to have run out of ore ; yet
I think there Is very little lost to its
stockholders, as the dividend of $100,000
a month for the last nine months will
be nearly equal to the amount of stock
sold. AUGUST.
A ladv In Sacramento county sends in
a communication headed, "What shall
wo do with our daughters?" iNot tiav.
luir had time to read the article through
we eau ouly suggest that for the present
the girls he put to work sawing wood,
so that their brothers may have more
time to go fishing.
A lniif Ltpr of a Senator has had her
truLnramlmnthor'a sninnlni-wheel In
WnaMtiftm, a minnlnr
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wheel In a Waulngton parlor Is almost
I as useful as a Krupp gun.
Washington, D. C, March 26, 1SS0.
To tii a Rmtorofthb Nkw Xokthwkvt:
The House has been the scene of con
siderable excitement over the bill pro
posing to amend the tariff. It drew the
lines between the protectionists and the
free-traders without regard to party, and
caused the first real filibustering of the
session. Mr. Townsend, of Illinois, In
troduced the bill on Monday, hut merely
Indorsed it toameud certain enumerated
sections of the Itevised Statutes, upon
which the Chairman referred it to the
Committee on Revision or the Laws,
instead or to the Committee on Ways
and Means, its proper place, and where
it would have goue had any protection
ist suspicions! its real intent aud pur
port. On Tuesday, Mr. Garfield accused
Mr. Townsend of deception, which elic
ited u warm rejoinder. Mr. Garfield
persisting In his charges of had faith,
Mr. Townsend grew terribly indignant,
and aserted that Mr. G., or anybody
else who charged him with deceit, was
certainly uot a saint, either iu actions
or iu words. Mr. T. had just i-tated that
he dared uot write tariff on his bill, lie-
cause he kuew that would mi like to kill
it, and he look the plan pursued in order
to get the tarlfl hill where it would be
acted ou. Such inconsistent statements
enabled Mr. Townsend's opponents to
punelure him on every turn, and It is
110 wonder he loH his temper and in
dulged in his Saxon epithets. He evi
dently felt Itad. Upon the questiou of
sending the bill to the Committee ou
Ways and Means, filibustering ensued,
for the free-traders were determined it
should remain with its friends; but they
falled, after several days' struggle, and
went to their quarters beaten men. Pro
tection has the sympathy of the House,
as the recent wrangle aud dead-lock in
disputably prove. On one side was Mr.
CoIIrotli, of Pennsylvania, and on Hie
other, Mr. Blaekburn. Tbe latter de
nounced Sam Randall as a traitor to his
party, to which Mr. Coflrolh replied
that "if Mr. Randall was a traitor to
his party, he was no traitor to his coun
try." litis little episode was the only
iucident of a serious nature occurring
Jiirlug the last hours of the final dis
cussion, and but for the iuterjiosilion of
friends it would have ended in blows.
Aside from this, much of the proceed
ings were of a most farcical nature. A
call of the House was made,, and the
Sergeaut-at-Arms brought Iu a score or
more of members under arrest, whose
excuses for being absent were often of
a most laughable nature. One recited
Tarn O'Shanter, and iusisted that he
was uot iu Turn's "fou" coudition yet
he declined to have the contents of the
glass from which lie drank analyzed.
Another excused himself In Dutch.
Another appeared in full dress, with
white kids, eta, and said he arrayed
himself In festal attire, ami was happy
In having his first opportunity or catch
ing the Speaker's eye. These comicali
ties were the only pleas in t variations in
the dry and monotonous chapter of the
dead-lock, with its screed ol calling the
yeas and nays. As usual, there was
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ance friends had need to convert Con
gressmen a well as plebeiaus, as there
were some members evidently greatly
wearied by the immense fatigue in
volved iu going to and from the floor of
tbe hall to some adja'sanl conimlltee
room. It is almoH el'-aiige how tired
some great statesman becomes under
such ellort, aud yet no one dares Insin
uate that sueh a grand orator and legis
lator was ever guilty f Xoah' weak
ness fur wine.
The Senate has been pursuing tbe
even tenor of Its dignified way since my
last letter, and cannot et.ow that a ripple
has disturbed Its placid surface, aside
from Senator Kellogg's fiery speech
made In his own defense, iu opposition
to tho report of the El-etians Commit
tee, which declared him unseated and
Spoilbrd the legally elected Senator.
The President has approved the bill
allowing one hundred additional pen
sion clerks. Now there Is a prospect of
some reliof from the great delays of the
Pension Ofiice, and a hope that the bus
Iness or the office, which is fully one
year behindhand, will be brought up to
a point where a pension claim has some
shuw of being adjudicated. As matters
now go iu that Important bureau, which
la so unfortunate as to have the poorest
or executive heads, a claimant has Utile
assurance that five years will see the
end of his case. One hundred more
dorks will, of course, expedite to some
A singular petition, signed by many
prominent women, has been preseuted
to the Senate. It prays that the pun
ishment of rape may he followedhy the
emasculation of the ravisher, because of
tbe difficulty Involved in securing the
sentence of death. The petitioners will
find it far easier to have a man hanged
than maimed. Since torture was abol
ished as a punishment for crime, the
world seems to have grown averse 'tb
disfigurement or any kind.
Doji Pkdho.
The latest Parisian col Oil re for young
girls under fifteeu is to crimp tbe whole
of the hair, orusn 11 out smoothly and
then braid it iu oue long plait or braid
fastened at the nape 01 the necK with a
soft ribbon bow,
Another bow is placed
some distauce below, around the braid.
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anu tue iiair ueiun uiu uuai uun is
1 ranged in light curls.
Talmage on Freedom in Religion..
Thorp was a warlike sound iu the
voice of the Bev. Dr. Talmage when he
walked close to the edge 01 the Taber
nacle platform and repeated his text:
"Ye know not of what spirit ye are of."
Luke ix: 55.
"Christ said this to Peter and James
because they wero mad," suld the
pi euclier, looking fiercely over tho heads
of his hearers. "They wanted the
Samaritans burned up, because they
(Peter and James) differed from the
Samaritans on religious matters; but
Christ said that iu this way they were
not serving him."
The Rev. Dr. Talmage took three
backward strides, aud said In a signifi
cant tone:
"In the Middle Ages, a favorite in
strument of torture was the thumb
screw. It belouged to the fine art of
perseeulion. It was called a 'nosegay.'
It was carried iu a pocket, aud some
times it changed a man's opinion.
When it was adjusted to your thumb, at
the first turn or the screw you said, 'I
may lie wrong after all;' at the second
turn or the screw, 'My adversary may
he right;' and at the third twist, 'Stop!
you are right!' Some think that tlie
thumb-screw belongs to the age of
Charlemagne; but it exists in the Ro
man Catholic, the Methodist, Baptist,
Congiegationnlist, aud Presbyterian
churches oC to-day. In the Methodist
chureh you must conform to the Meth
odist Itelief and discipline, or else have
the thumb-screw applied; the Episco
palians stand hy the doclliue or baptis
mal regeneration, and he u ho questions
it feels the thumb-screw; the Baptist
'says, Meneve in ciuse cummuuiuu as .
j ,;. Bmi the Presbyterian church I
'Believe in close communion as I
against woman's preaehlug and new
styles of Christian work. I think that
new modes of work may he used; but,
'Ou with the thumb-screws!' is the cry.
In all conferences, associations and
presbyteries are men who believe iu the
"Yon say, ! don't see it,' " saiJ the
Rev. Dr. Talmage, looking at a man
with a doubling face, iu a front seat.
"Ah !" he shouted, "there's the beauty
uf the thumb-screw it is carried In the
pocket. There are in some presbyteries
those who would, if they dared, do the
work of Herod, who are full of ecclesi
astical hatred, and who stir you up with
pitehfurks. Liughter.
"I'm not speaking ol any one in the
presbytery ot JirooKlyu," he added,
utter a deliberate pause, which was
filled with a smile that started on his
liw and disappeared in his side whis
kers. The congregation laughed. "I
disclaim that idea," said the preacher.
"I'm on general principle." IMore
latiichter in the pew. Dr. Talniage's
voice did not "crate hnish thunder,"
but was oiled with humor as he added:
"There are young and old ministers
held by ecclesiastical authority in ler
rorcm that's Latin. Laughter. Miu
isters use Latin iu the pulpit sometimes
to snow how much they know. Minis
ters thus may speak ex cathedra.
More laughter There are ecclesiasti
cal Inquisitors who say, 'Vote as I do or
be decapitated.' If a minister's idio
syncrasies are not to the mind of these
iuiquisitors, nil goes his ecclesiastical
head," and Dr. Talmage made a savage
clip at his own neck with the edge of
his forefinger. "Iu the Methodist
church a man's opponents get tlie
Bishop to sit down on him. Laugh
ter. Tbe Congregational church will
oall a council and will not invite him.
Laughter. Iu the Presbyterian church
lie is mushed between tho Book of Dis
cipline aud the Westminster Catechism.
Thumb-screws! thuuib-serews! 'shouted
the preacher, as he strode from one end
or the stage to the other. "The Roman
Catholic church has not a monopoly ol
oppression. Who burned tbe Quakers?
i'rotestauta. John Calvin sanctioned
the burning or the author of a book iu
, his times, because Carviil'a theology
differed from that of the martyr." Tlie
preacher took a long breath ami shouted
"I have waited for yeats for a minister
of an evangelical church to preach a
sermon on emancipation. To-day, in
the name of God, I sound the knell of
ecclesiastical tyranny, and I bid men of
all denominations rejoice. Stand where
you are; don't cross over to th Biptisl
if you're Presbyterian, or to the Metho
dist if you're Baptist. You'll Hud intol
erance in every church. I stayed in tlie
I'reebyterfau church because, among
other reasons, I have been receiving let
ters from other ministers saying: 'We
are tired of espionage and of ecclesiasti
cal intolerance aud tyranny; tired of the
overbearing of one-tetith of the minis
ters against the other nine-tenths. Tne
niue-teiiths are banding together. We
waul a Stonewall Jackson's march ami
a Sheridan's ride to break through this
ecclesiastical popedom.
"I am not so much opposed to one
tope as 1 am to all of these little pones
Laughter. I like neither the ISuptlst,
Methodist, .Lutheran or i'resuyterlan
pope; aud In this country it takes less
timber to make a pope than In any other
country 111 the world. Hoars ol luugh
ter.l Pluiu-spoken Christians are want
ed, with 110 disposition to lord it over
others. Those who do are only trying
to keep their own power; but It is too
late for them to try to roll the wheel or
progress backward."
Here the preacher rolled an Imag
inary wheel toward the back of tlie
platform. ,
"The name of the Methodist church
was ouco In derision. In the Astor
Library are 707 books aud pamphlets
against Methodism. Sow that church
stuuds either first or second iu religious
Importance in this country. Ruther
ford B. Hayes is a Methodist, his pre
decessor in office Is a Methodist, aud
the minister hesitated for a second
anil some Bay that his successor will be
a Methodist."
Xaughter rippled over the pews and In
one or two places a faint applause with
tbe feet was heard.
An Arizona man, whllo digging a
grave in which to bury the body of his
wife, struck a valuable silver lode.
Thereupon he remarked, "Well, I reckon
Polly'II keep if this weather continues."
and kept on digging. To-day he la a
rich man.
Mrs. Astor wears $800,000 worth of
diamonds, but for all that, accordinc to
a correspondent, she is quite "plain
looking and her complexion taded,
without the slightest trace of freshness
or color."
An invisible hair-net is not Invisible
hy a long shot wheu carried along the
street on a young man's coat-button. norn.
w wallln? at tlie lattiee,
w bere tbe snowy-plumed clematis
Tmnnlated tat ber gratis
bat the breeieti sung and sighed;
Ami tbe dainty tendernesses
Of tbe sunbeams on ber tresses
her traced in tbe earesoes
Of the goldsu morning tide.
The llnnftts were a-eoolnc, 'j
And tbe dapper bees a-wool or
And the dews were Intervlewln
All tbe Sower-covered fays, "
While lightly from the dingle
The zephyr, lone and Dingle,
Came op 10 Intermingle
Iu tbe leaf-entangled maze.
She waits another eomlng.
Iter heart Its riches summing.
Till suddenly a dramming
From the gravel wal Kg arose.
A hope triumphant ailed br.
And clear the words that thrilled her:
"Look bere. yon Jane MaUkler
Uome and knack le them ar etatbesi"
Cokk AND ITS Valub. Tlie con
stantly increasing demand for cork for
bottling and other purposes, together
with the fuel that the cultivation of tbe
tree is sadly neglected, threatens to
cause a serious dearth of the article.
Yet no other substance has been discov
ered that will serve aa a substitute for
cork In many of tho uses to which it is
applied. Cork is worth eleven times
what it was a century ago, and its mar
ket value is rapidly increasing. The
American Commissioner of Agriculture
has satisfied himself that tbe eork tree
can be successfully cultivated In various
parts or the I 111 ted States, and iu his
report for 1S78 recommended that the
Government oiler premiums to th'oso
who, within a reasonable snecifled time.
shall have obtained the best results In
cork culture. In Sicily, Sardinia and
the Kingdom of Italy great plantations
of cork trees have been destroyed to ob
tain the tannin from the bark. After
having been stripped of their hark tbe
trees were burned in ordor that tbe car
Initiate of soda might be extracted from
their ashes. In 1S22 the French Gov
ernment began to nurture this import
ant interest. France has now about
500.000 acres of cork plantations in Al
geria. The tree grows as high as slxty-
11 ve feet and will live aud yield cork from
150 to 200 yearj. In a dry, sandy, bIM-
eions soil, at an altitude of from 1,800 to
3.200 feet, and uo further north that) the
roty-firth degree of Iattltude, cork plan
tations will flourish. The tree does not,
however, yield valuable cork until it la
toward Sfteeu years old.
Honor Thy Mother. It was a cold,
dark night in Winter. The wind blew,
and the snow was whirled furiously
about, seekiug to hide itself beneath
cloaks nnd hoods, ami In the very hoir
of those who were out. A distinguished
lecturer was to speak, and, not rear
ing snow, the villagers very generally
ventured forth to hear him. William
Annesly, buttoned up to his chin in his
thick overcoat, accompanied bis mother.
It was ditllcult to walk through tbe
fallen snow against the piercing wind,
and William said to his mother,
"Couldn't ou walk easier if you took
my arm?" "Perhaps I could," his
mother replied, as she put her arm
through his, and drew up as closely as
possible to him. Together they breasted
the storm the motherand tfie boy who
had once been carried in her arms, bnt
who had grown so tall that she could
lean on his. They had not walked very
far before he said, "I am very proud to
night, mother." "Proud that you can
take care of me?" she said to him, with
a heart gushing with tenderness. "This
is the first time that you have leaned
upon me," said the happy boy. There
will be few hours in that child's life of
more exalted pleasure than he enjoyed
that evening, even if he should live to
old age, and should in his manhood lov
ingly provide for her who, Iu his help
less infancy, watched over him.
Rowland Hazard and his family have
taken a step iu the right direction at
Peacedale, Rhode Island, by distribut
ing among their operatives, for the year
ending January 31st, five per cent upon
the gross earnings of such persons as
were entitled to it. This is dver anil
above full market wages. The employ
ers, iu a circular on this praiseworthy
step, say: "The plan of eo-operatlon has
produced some pood results, and, while
as yet the sucperiment can hardly be
said to he an entire success, it seems to
warrant a further trial." We look with
great interest on every attempt of this
Kind, looking towards eo-operation aa a
solution of the labor question.
,V uaseeuger in a crowded street car
tlie other day observed the entrance uf
a man followed by an old woman, and,
seeing that she looked tired anil weak,
he considerately arose and ottered her
his seat. B fore she could take it, how
ever, the man quietly filled the vacancy.
"Here, just oome out of that," said tho
imssenger. "I didn't give up my seat to
you, but to a lady." To which thn fel
low replied, without offering to move:
"Oh, yah, dot is all right dot lady is
ray wife."
When the custom of hanging tbe hair
ifom out. how many grown-up women
will look at the photographs taken In
their teens and wonder how they could
have beeu such idiots 1 And how many
or those photographs will be bidden
away, mutilated aud otherwise banged.
The Golden Rale thinks the women
who are forming societies to help tbe
heathen, the negro and the Indian,
might find a large field of Christian
love and service unoccupied amonsr the
sorely tempted shop girls aud sewing
womeu uere in our cities.
An Ohio girl recently discovered that
beetle left in the center of a loaf of
bread-dough would live through the
baking, and her lover was at the table
when she made the dlscoverv. and now
she is suing him for breach of promise.
When a woman sails along tbe street
with a majestic stride, vou admire her
graceful carriage, but the charm van
ishes alter alio has become a HttlesulRy.
An exchange says tbe young lady who
can peel a potato in Ave seconds, is as
useful as the ynung woman who speaks
Ave languages Is ornamental.
An Illinois girl's toast: "Tbe young
meu of America-Thelr arms our sup
port, our arms their reward. Fall iu,
men, rail In."
"Love laughs-at locksmiths," and yet
there Isn't auy thing ronny about a locksmith.