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OREGON CITY, OREGON, FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 6, 1874.
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Do you wish to know the reason
v!iy your neilior often calls
On tho ilashiiifr widow VVilkins,
And attends her to the halls?
Why his carriage is seen stopping
.Vt s. niie noted dotliinr store.
And the widow jroes a shopping,
Wliere she never went hedoie?
If you wish it, I will tell you
Iot me whiser to 3-011 sly
If they esteem it proper,
It is not your business why.
! you wish to know whv Peter
lias forsaken friends and homo,
And left his native eountrv.
In a distant land to roam?
Why l'ollv seems so lonely
. Since the day that lVter" left, .
And of all the friends, she only,
Should apjiear to he he re ft?
If you wish it, I will tell yon
Let nie whisper to you sly
If they have a reason for it".
It is not your business why.
Youhl you like to know the seerets
Of your ne'ul.or's house and life,
I low he lives and how lie doesn't.
And just how lie treats his wife?
How he spends his time and leisure,
Whether sorrowful or irav,
And win-re he roes for pleasure,
To the eoneert or tip; play?
If you wish it I will tell you
Let nie whisper toyoifsly
If y ii:- ne gh r is hut eivih
It is riot our luine.s why.
In short, instead of prying
Into other folks' ailairs
If you do your own hut. justief.
You will have no time" for theirs ;
1'e attentive to such matters
As concern yours.-l f alone,
And whatever fortune Hatters,
Let your business be your own.
Ono word by way of finis
Let me whisper to you sly
If vnii wish to lie res'perted
You must cease to be a pry.
'lortirairiiiir the Old Homestead.
I5Y ANN IK DEAN.
For two years the. demon of mis
fortune had iiirsucil Edward Has
tings. His cattle had died of the
prevailing distemper; his sheep had
perished : his crops had failed. At
lh-st he had held a manly front, keep
ing a cheerful . face and hopeful
words for his family. "But the time
was now come when every circum
stance was to be laid bare; every
wound was to be probed; if ho was a
ruined man he must meet the fate of
ruined men. Ho had not deceived
his wife regard i 11. his ntt'airs; he had
riven her freely every confidence
which a loving faithful woman may
claim; but lie had not acknowl
edged t himself the full extent of
his embarrassment. His last dollar
was jono, and money
if the family were su
must be. raised
!1
lied with the
barest necessaries of life. W hat was
to be done?
lie could not answer the question.
True, away down in the deepest,
depths of his heart there was a sup
pressed, checked whisper w hich took
away his breath. He could not listen
to it. It did not seem like words, it
seemed like a deadly weapon which
felt for his hie, He
could lie mortirape
e mid not how
the old home-
steub His father
and g
andfather
hal played upon the grassy slope
which stretched away from the
house; the creek yon lor had been the
favorit haunt of a troop of brother-;
au"t sisters that were now scat
tered; tl e old elm beyond the barn
had swun'JT its branches for a centu
ry over the Hastings young people
as thev made merry together, and for
him, Edward Hastings, upon whom
the peculiar family inheritance had
descended, to dishonor the trust he
could not,che would rather die.
'J5ut you can't die," said the min
ister, in whom he had confided, "yon
must live to overcome all these ob
stacles and show the whole country
side how noble a thing a man is.
N'ow you can testify to the value of
Christianity, as you've never been
able to do before."
"J4;it my wife," said the wretched
man, "and Julia they love: every
thing about the old place. There is
not a llower, there's hardly a blade of
grass that they do not know and
cherish,"
"They'll be equal to the emergen
cy, or I'm mistaken in them. A no
ble woman will strengthen a man
when he would otherwise be over
whelmed. Go to them I'll go with
you if you like, and you'll see that I
m right. I cannot bear lo have you
try to sleep to-night, until a decis
ion is reached.
Thev stepped out in the pleasant
evening, and walked slowly from the
parsonage to the farmhouse.
lhere s a man who could lend
vou the money, said the minister.
as Richard lloss passed them. . "He
would understand all about the secu
rity, and know s you well, and lie can
spare it."
"I don't like to be under obliga
tion to him. I'm afraid of him," re
plied Mr. Hastings.
"lu there's no one else," said the
minister.
"No, there's no one else," was the
paiiing response.
lllOV entered the nlonnnnf sittin
roomwhere sat Mrs. Hastings with
her .laugher Julia.
After a slight hesitation, Mr. Hast
U1?.vlul in a trembling voice:
" ife, our pastor has been giving
me some advice concerning our busi
ness. W e are in a tiesierate condi
tion, and must resort
we have
oeen strug-lmg alon"--
I've not de-
iv.i . on in a single point, and so
can look you as bravely in the face
as I ever could. Rut misfortune has
come that I could not avert, and now
I must fail utterly and leave our
home forever, or I must endanger it
by mortga-e. What shall I do?"
Edward Hastings' wife turned pale
again, as she had often done of late
years; but her true womanhood spoke
out:
"Mortgage the homestead by all
means. If our pastor has suggested
he has spoken the thought I could
not speak. It has seemed to me, for
months, that it most be done, but I
have shrunk from it in fearful weak-
ness. "Who
money?"
can let you Lave the
Mr. Hastings looked at the minis
ter, w ho answered:
"Richard Ross has several thou
sand dollars which lie would like to
loan on such security. I think he
will let you have it."'
"Is there no one else?" aked Mrs.
Hastings.
"I can think of no other person,"
said the minister.
"Well, father," said Julia, "if Mr.
Ross will U-nd you the money, I think
it would be best to take it. We will
trust that a brighter day is coming."
The minister saw the troubled look
disappear from the face of Mr. Hast
ings as his daughter spoke, but he
did not fully understand the reluc
tance to receiving such a favor from
Mr. ltos-s, which the whole family
seemed to show.
The next day Mr. Ross gladly
handed a thousand dollars to Mr.
Hastings, receiving as security a
mortgage upon the homestead.
"Now ," said he to himself as he left
the door, "I've a hold on Miss Julia
which I'd like to see her shake oil", or
that young scapegrace of a doctor,
either, w ho has crossed my path so
often."
No one heard Richard Ross rejoice
over liis seeming triumph, but it was
noticed that he immediately assumed
certain relations to the Hastings fam
ily which were wholly disagreeable
to them, and which they were oblidg
ed to endure. Such slavery it is to
be under pecuniary obligations to
people.
Some months, a year passed away,
and Mr. Hastings did not seem to
make any headway against the bar
riers which opposed him. He was
crippled lost unless unknown aid
interposed.
"rather," said Julia one morning,
"I've just received a letter from
Uncle Philip. I wrote to him som?
months ago, just how we were situa
ted. You know he failed, so that he
can't assist us; and I should not wish
him to if he were able. Rut he has
obtained a situation for me in one of
the city schools. I can make my
music, thanks to your old care for
me, serviceable in my school, and
through the pupils I can get music
scholars, and 1 II pay oil tins mort
gage myself. I fairly groan when I
think we owe Richard Ross one dol
lar! He lent you that money hoping
thus to make me marry him. Rut
I'll disappoint him and save the old
homo, and you and mother shall live
and die here.
A week more, and Julia Hastings
was at work in a large city school.
As she gained knowledge of her pro
fession, she showed, in innumerable
ways, her iitness for promotion. And
in due time it came, and with promo
tion came the gold which was to free
the hime farm from all debt. She
worked incessantly. Not because she
was ambitious, but because she was
loving. A few music scholars added
to her labors and to her income. And
happening to play the organ one
evening at church, she displayed so
much skill and taste, that w hen the
position became vacant, it was ottered
to her.
Industry and true economy were
habits which Julia Hastings had al
ways possessed. And after a few
years of conscientious labor in the
city she bade f.irwell to her toilsome
work, and went back to her old home.
Richard Ross had not the courage to
call upon one who had so outgener
aled him, and the voting physician.
his arrival soon appeared upon the
field, and bore away to his own vil
lage home the woman who had
shown so much steady courage and
such patient love when the waves
of adversity had risen upon her path.
What I IJeiriii to Ilelievc.
I
begin to belie
ve now-a-days,
the man and
that money makes
dresses the women
,ses the
begin
I begin to believe the purse is
more potent than the sword and pen
togetiier.
I begin to believe that those who
sin the most during the week are the
most devout on Sundays.
I begin to believe that man was
not made to enjoy life, but to keep
himself miserable in the juirsuit ami
possession of riches.
I begin to believe that the surest
remedy for hard times and tight
money market is the extravagant ex
penditure on the part of individuals
to keep the money moving.
I begin to believe that pianofortes
are more necessary in a family than
meat and potatoes.
I begin to believe that a boy who
does not swear, smoke and chew- to
bacco, may be a very good boy but
naturally stupid.
I begin to believe if the devil
should die one-half of the world
would be thrown out of employ
ment. I begin to believe that he has
most merit who makes the most noise
in his own behalf; and when Ga
briel comes not to be behind the
times he, too, will blow his own
horn pretty loud.
When a pack of wolves get hungry
thev generally make war upon one
another; so 'it is with the radical
party of the State of Oregon. Hav
in depleted the public treasuries,
both city and State; having extorted
black mail from every corporation
thev could fasten their fangs upon ;
haviug in fine, exhausted every
fountain from which plunder could
be sucked, we now find them, with
true brute instinct, rending one an
other. This political evolution, it
is to be hoped, will have as happy a
result as Darwin's doctrine, and
eventuate m the destruction of all
monstrosities. The war is a glori
ous one one that we can sit and
gaze upon, the while rubbing our
bauds with cleefnl satisfaction. At
him, Touser! Shake him, Bingo!
Hurrah!
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A Touching Story.
The following affecting narrative
we publish more especially for the
boys and girls, and we hope it will
be read by all of them. It contains
a lesson thev all should heed. It
purports to nave Deen given oy a
father to his son, as a warning deriv
ed from his own bitter experience of
the sin of grieving and resisting a
mother's love and counsel:
"What angony was visible on her
face when she saw that all she said
and suffered failed to move me! She
rose to go home, and I followed at a
distance. She spoke no more to me
until she reached her own door.
" It's school time now," said she.
"Go, my son, and once more let me
beseecliyou to think upon what I
have said."
"I shan't go to school," said I.
She looked astonished at my bold-
, . , -i e l
ness. out replied nruuy;
"Certainly you will go, Alfred. I
command vou."
"I w ill not !" said I, in a tone of
defiance.
One of two things you must do
Alfred, either ero to school this morn
ing, or I will lock you in your room
and keen vou there until you are
ready to promise implicit obedience
to my wishes in the iuture.
" I dare you to do it, said 1; "you
can't get me up stairs.
"Alfred, choose now, said my
mother, who laid her hand on my
arm.
She trembled violently ana was
deathly pale.
"If yon touch me I will kick you,
said I. in a terrible rage. God knows
I knew not what I said.
"Will vou go, Alfred?
"Xo!""l replied, but quailed be
neath her eyes.
"Then follow me," she said as she
grasped my arm.
I raised my foot oh, my son.hear
me! I raised my foot and kicked her
my sainted mother! How my head
reels as the torrent of memory rushes
over me! I kicked my mother! She
staggered back a few steps and leaned
aginst the wall. She did not look at
me. I saw her heart beat against
her breast.
"Oh! Heavenly Father," she said,
"forgive him he knows not what he
does !"
The gardener just then passed the
door, and seeing her almost unable
to support herself, he stopped. She
beckoned him in.
"Take this boy up stairs and lock
him up in his room," said she, and
turned from me.
looking back as she was entering
her room, she gave me such a look of
agony, mingled with intense love !
It was the last unutterable pang from
a heart that was broken.
I thought for a moment I would
lling myself from the opeu window
and dash my brains out,, but I
felt afraid to do it. I was riot peni
tent.
At times my heart was snbdued;
but my stubborn pride rose in an in
stant, and ba ,o nie not yield.
I Hung myself on the bed and fell
asleep. Just at twilight I heard a
footstep approach the door. It was
my s;ster.
"What may I tell mother for you?"
she asked.
"Nothing," I replied.
"Oh, Alfred! for my sake for all
our sakes, say that your are sorry.
She longs to forgive yon."
I could not answer. I heard her
footsteps slowly retreating and again
I threw myself upon the bed, to pass
another fearful night.
Another footstep, slower and fee
bler than my sister's disturbed me.
It was ray mother's.
"Alfred, my son, shall I come?"
she asked. I cannot tell you what
influence, operating at the moment,
made me speak adverse to my feel
ings. The gentle voice of my .mother
thrilled through me, melting the ice
of my ordurate heart, and I longed
to throw myself upon her neck, but
I did not. Rut my words gave the
lie to my heart when I said I was not
sorry. I heard her groan. I longed
to call her back, but I di I not.
I was awakened from my uneasy
slumbers by hearing my name called
loudly, and my sister stood at my
bedside.
"Get up and come with me. Moth
er is dying."
I thought I was yet dreaming, but
got up mechanically and followed my
sister.
On the bed, pale and cold as mar
ble lay my mother.
She had not undressed. She had
thrown herself on the bed to rest;
rising to go again to me she was seiz
ed with palpitation of the heart, and
borne senseless to her room.
I cannot tell yvith what agony I
looked upon her; my remorse was
tenfold more bitter from the thought
that she would never know it. I be
lieved myself to be her murderer. I
fell on the bed beside her. I could
not weep. My heart burned within
my bosom; my brain was on fire.
My sister threw her arms around me
and wept in silence. Suddenly we
saw a slight motion of mother's hand;
her eyes unclosed. She had recover
ed consciousness, but not speech.
She looked at me and moved her lips.
I could not understand her words.
" Mother, mother !" I shrieked,
"say only that you forgive me !"
She could not say it with her lips,
but her hand pressed mine. She
smiled upon me, and lifting her thin,
white hands, she clasped my own
within them, and cast her eyes up
ward. She moved her lips in prayer,
and thus she died. I remained
kneeling beside that dear f Jrm till
my gentle sister removed me. The
joys of youth had left me forever.
Roys who spurn a mother's con
trol, who are ashamed to own that
they are wrong, who think it manly
to resist her authority, or refuse to
yield to her influence, beware! Lay
not up for yourselves bitter memo
ries for future years.
COURTESY OF BANCROFT LIBRARY,
UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA,
"RTT.R tCTT.T 77f - CALIFORNIA.
A Human Monster.
THE CONFESSION OF A BLOODTHIRSTY
FIEND HE BOASTS OF HAVING KILL
ED NEARLY FORTY PERSONS.
AfrTU-irrrp ( W T.mnn IT
Un the oth of December, Rob lurner
of Potosi, Grant county, Wisconsin,
was arrested for the murder of his
brother Albert. The inquest which
has just been concluded reveals a
bloodthirsty depravity rivaling that
of the Render family.
THE MITRDEKED MAN
was killed with an ax. the head beincr
nearly severed from the body, as he
was coming out of a mineral hole in
which he was at work. He fell back
speechless, and never moved more.
The murderer then called oat to an
other brother, New ton, who was in
an adjoining shaft, to come, and
Newton commenced to climb, but
when he reaehtM the suriace lie per
ceived the body of the murdered
Albert and was about to run, when
Rob seized him, and showing him
the bloody ax, threatened to kill him
instantly unless he swore to assist
him in putting the body away and to
preserve silence, iins sewton as
sented to, but on the first opportuni
tv lie oscaoed to Potosi. wliere he
oXive. the alarm, and the murderer
tied to Lancaster. He was pursued
arrested and lodged in prison, where
he soon attemotod the life of his
keeper.
THE SECOND MURDER
which has come to light is that o
Olney Neely, a youth of the town of
Kllensboroncrh. Rob Turner was
then cutting hop-poles for Mr. Rll
On Tuesday, December 2:5d, the boy
Xeelv started from Roll's to visit his
mother, who resides in New Calif or
nia. His road lay through timbo
belonging to Railev, where Turne
was at work. That was the last seen
of young Xeely until the 'Jth of Jan
uary. The people residing the neigh
borhood having heard of lurner
murderous propensity, and knowing
that young Neely had to pass near
wliere he was at work, turned out on
Friday last to hunt for his remains
Eight men started from Roll's an.
seached the ground each side of the
road. When they arrived upon the
premises w here
TFRNER HAD BEEN CHOPPING
they found the body, which lay as it
had fallen six weeks beiore. lndi
cations showed that Turner had com
inence.l to cut down a sapling. havin.
struck two blows on the left side
and one on the right. The seeom
blow evidently was the one that kill
ed the boy. The position in whicl
the body lav and the course the
blow from the ax had taken, indicat
ed that the bovs head was nearly cut
from the body, it onlv hanging bv
small iiece of skin on the back and
front of the neck, the ax having gone
clear through the neck. When found,
young Neely had a paper parcel un
der his arm just as he was carrying
it. The body was taken care of and
a jury empanelled to hold an inquest,
and the verdict was that Olney Neely,
aged fourteen years, came to his
death from a blow of an ax in the
hands of Robert Turner.
SEVERAL OTHER MYSTEIilOCS MURDERS
having taken p'ace in localities in
which Turner had been seen, Marsha'
Rennet visited the prisoner and asked
him to confess if he had not had a
hand in them. He finally confessed
that he remembered killing two men,
strangers, one of whom he had en
countered in a deep ravine back of
Poor Farm, and thereupon attacked
and murdered him, hiding the body;
the other he met on the road to Mus
coda, wliere ho was going to get
work. He says that the latter made
threatening gestures, and he feared
he was going to take his life, so he
closed with him, and with a four
pound weight which he carried in
his pocket, struck him two blows
over the eyes, smashing his skull,
killing him instantly. He then drag
ged the body into the brush and se
creted it there. Now he has confess
ed, he delights to talk of the many
persons he has killed. He gloats
over the skill with which he has con
cealed the bodies, and declares that
nobody can find them but himself,
and that if they were got together
there would be nearly forty of them.
The Noblest Rum'cn of Them
All. Savs a. Washington letter to
the Chicago Tribune: "The other
night a member of the press was ac
costed on E street' by two Romans,
drunk as loons, inquiring the way to
the Chronicle ollice. Upon a closer
inspection he discovered to his
amazement that the gay and festive
Tarn O'Shanters were the redoubta
ble Pinchbeck and the Rev. Colonel
Carter, ex-Speaker of the Louisiana
House 'of Representatives, ex-Confederate
Colonel, ex-Methodist minister,
ex-Christian revolutionist, and ex
everything that was good. The two
worthies were locked arm in arm,
steadying each other. Pinch was
doing the talking. 'What a fall was
there my countrymen!' and to what
base uses even a Methodist minister
may come at last! A living false
hood upon all his past life'"
A Western paper says Letty
Hough will never lecture any more
in public. She has made a permanent
engagement. His name is Gregory.
Letty lectured last winter on " Pop
ping'the Question," telling how it
ought to be rbne. Gregory did it.
This illustrates the advantages of the
scientific education of women.
A young lady in Lanchester has the
initials Y. M. C. A. engraved on
one corner of her visiting cards
which she hands to certian gentleman
visitors. At first thev suppose she
belongs to the Young Men's Chris
tian Association, but it is not long
before they construe the letters to
mean "You May Come Again."
Col. Henton's Daughters.
Prosperity and good fortune are
among the most uncertain conditions
of this world. Families that bold
gh soci il posi i ns and are aVe to
live in wealth and afiluence, are lre-
quently overtaken by adverse cir-
umstances which plunge tnem into
suffering aud consign them to ob-
uritv and poverty. Such has been
the case with some of the daughters
of Col. Thomas II. Benton. "Aron
joileau, who was sentenced to im
prisonment by a French court for
his connection with the Memphis
md El Paso Railroad affair, is con
fined in the Conciergerie. Mine.
Roilean is at Boulogne. She and
her six children live through the
generosity of their friends." To
many people of Missouri, savs the
St. Lojis Disiiatch. this brief para
graph will convev more than a pass
ing interest. Nine or ten years ago
Baron Roilean was the French Con-
ul at New York City, trusted and
respected by his government, and
popular and accomplished in his in
tercourse with the people of America.
lie married w hile Consul at New"
York, Susan, daughter of Colonel
Thomas H. Ronton. The marriage
was a most happy one. But Boileau,
while acting in the capacity of an
official agent of the French Govern -im
nt, violated the law s of his country
by recommending the negotiation of
the Memphis and LI Paso Railroad
bonds. In this he violated the plain
law of his country. Rigid in all
such matters the French Govern
ment carried out the law to its ut
most and imprisoned him. Fremont
is a brother-in-law of the Baron, am
the same court winch tried am
found his connection guiltv, also
sentenced the General to serve i
number of years. lie made good hi
escape from France, however, and in
the absence of anything like an ex
tradition treaty will probably keep it
good. There was once a period in
in the political affairs of Missouri
when Col. Benton was its politica
autocrat. Troubles not a few ha.
come to those whom he nurtured ant
loved. Mrs. Fremont is the wife of
a man who has been declared a felon
because of a speculation which had
ruined his brother-in-law, bankrupt
ed his famiby, and consigned his wife
and children to chantv. Another
daughter, Mrs. William Gary Jones
now a widow, residing in San Iran
cisco, California, has felt most bitter
lv the misfortunes of life and though
not enduring all the privations of
extreme poverty, is supporting her
self and children on the small wage
paid her as a teacher in the public
schools. Siraettse Journal.
Vn Imprecation on South Carolina.
Harrodsburjr, Ky., Cor. Courier-Journal.
Curran Owens was one of the most
remarkable men that this most re
markable section of the State has
produced. If he had been educated
and "if he had let liquor alone
(old song), what might he not have
achieved, since even his crude, un
polished state he originated meta
phors which were wont to complete
ly astound all who ever heard them?
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"Well Curran, said a irien.t,
erecting Mr. Owens the first day af
ter the news of South Carolina s se
cession reached him, "South Caro
lina has really seceded? What do
vou think of it ?"'
"What do 1 think of it?" replied
Mr. Owens, drawing himself up full
six feet high, "Why, sir, I wish that
I wore the Great Creator of the uni-
i i .ir : i t
verse lor oniv one-nan minute, x
would mold old mother earth into
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one vast coiumoiao; j. womo ur.m
her with shovel-plows, harrow-teeth,
ilax-hackles, brass-headed snapping
turtles, and all the jig-jugs of h 11,
and I would ram them on South
Carolina for a thousand years!
Poor Curran Owens! He is dead
now; and didn't live long enough to
explain what he meant by the jig
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lllS Ol 11 11. Ills ucq uaimaiice
with those implements, to-wu: narrow-teeth
flax-hackles, etc., was ob
vious enough, as he was a farmer on
a small scale; and it is like enough
his many wrestling matches with
the jim-jams suggested the brass
headed snapping turtle.
A Traveler, on his arrival in
Chicago, recently stopped for a mo
ment to examine a coat hanging in
front of a clothing store, when the
proprietor rushed out and asked,
"W onldn t you try on some coats
"I dunno but I would," responded
the traveler, consulting his time kil
ler; and he went in and began to
work. No matter how often he
f jund his tit, he c died for more
coats, and after he had .tried on thirty,
he looked at his watch, again resum
ed his own garment, and walked off,
saving, "I won t charge a cent for
what I've done. Hang a man who
won't oblige another when he can do
it ! If I'm ever around this way
again, and you have got any more
coats to try on, I'll do all I can to
help you."
If Y'ou Had Reen. Johnny
jjrreen a xatner always made it a
practice to w hip him at home when
ever he got whipped at school. On
one occasion he got a tincture of the
rattan, but the teacher forgot to re
port it to his lather until nearly a
week hal passed, but hearing of it at
last, he called the bov to him one
evening. "Johnny, I didn't know
you got whipped the other dav," said
he. "Y'ou didn't? Well, if vou'd
been in my breeches you would," re
plied Johnny.
But One. Senator Harlan has
written but one editoral for his pa
per. This one was prefaced with the
remark: "This newly discovered the
ory militates against the inflexible
demolition of the repeated consaDK-,-.;n;r
" Tim man serine editor tola.
him to go off and fish.
What becomes ol the iSoiis of the Sue-
r. . cessful Men.
Next to the inquiry: What bo-
comes of the pins? an interesting
question would be : What becomes
of the sons of successful men? A
few men aud a few firms are in iha
lands of the founders : but these are
exceptions. The old name and the
old trade cenerallv lins into iha
rands of others. "Do you see that
man shoveling in coal? Well, his
children, and children like his, will
jostle your pampered sons and rule
this land." said an old New Yorker
the other day. The old names have
ceased in the pulpit. The famed men
of the bar seldom have successors.
The eminent juriots carry their hon
ors witn tnem to the craves Mer
chant princes are obliterated. The
reason is clear. Fathers laid the foun
dation of business one wav and the
sons build another. Men who earned
their fortunes by hard work and dili
gence, ana who Knew sixteen hours
toil bv personal attention, who were
their own book-keepers, salesmen.
ashiers, and often porters, are fol
OLwed bv sons who do as little as pos
sible ; who delegate to others all the
work they can, and who know more
of the road than the ledger. Fa.
mous hotel men were gentlemen, of
intelligence, men who were the equals
of the best in the land, and never
sunk the gentleman in their trade.
Young men, who fling; the example
of their sires to the winds, find itO
easier to squander a valuble name,
rnn through a fortune quicker than
it was earned, and find themselves,
while young, at a pointfroia which
their fathers started. One" thing is
quite marked in New York. It is
the fact that the heavy business get
ting into the hands of foreigners.
The heavy importers, the great bank
ers are foreigners, and much of the
trade of value is slipping out of the
hands of the Americans, as the trade
of England got into the power of
the Lombards. Xeic York Letter
to 15 s'.oa Journal.
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Thr Labor Reform' Party of Ten
nessee hit the right nail on the head
when they put the following pream
ble to a set of resolutions which they
adopted. Thev sav :
"The present unnecessary finan
cial calamity, the results of a combi
nation of Eastern capitalists and
monopolists to rob labor and impose
burdens and" hardships upon the
laboring and producing classes of
the West and South together with
the experience cf the past few yearsl
leaves with us no longer any hope
that the Eastern bondholders, cap
italists and monopolists w ill consent
to such material changes in our finan
cial and transportation system as will
secure to the Western and South
ern working-men the fruits of their
industry."
How to Marry. When a young
woman behaves to her parents in a
manner particular tender and re
spectful, from principle as well as
nature, there is nothing good and
gentle that may not be expected
from her, in whatever condition she
may be placed. Were I to advise a
friend as to his choice of a wife, my
counsel would be, "Lookout for one
distinguished by her attention 'and
sweetness to her parents." The fund
of worth and affection indicated by
suc'i behavior, joined to the habits
of duty and consideration thereby
contracted, being transfered to the
married state, will not fail to render
her a mild and obliging companion.
A man who had recently been elect
ed a major of militia, and who was
not overburdened with brains, took
it into his hea 1 on the morningof par
ade, to exercise a little by himf-elf.
The field selected for this purpose
w as his own apartment. Placing him
self in a military' attitude, with his
sword drawn, he exclaimed: "Atten
tion, company ! Rear rank, three pa
ces, march !"' and he tumbled down
into the cellar. His wife hearing the
racket, came running in, saying, "My
dear, have you killed -ourself! "Go
ibout your business, woman," said
the hero; "what do you know about
war
A new use for old papers is sugges
ted by The Scientific American.
Carefully attached with strong flour
paste, in four or five thicknesses, to
the walls and ceilings of cellars, and
these lower regions are rendered
frost-proof. The more air spaces
under the paper, the greater the pro
tection from the cold. As a prepa
ratory measure it is necessary to
sweep away all loose dust and sand.
A case is mentioned where roots were
safely kept by this precautionary
measure in the crllar so open that
aforetime it had frozen even when
banked.
now She Felt. Marm, what du
ye teink Sal told Ned Bobbles last
night when he was sparking her?"
"Shut up, child! what are you talk
ing about?" "No but, I hearn her, I
did. She told Ned Bobbles last
night she kinder felt " "Hush,
vou little rascal 4 Hush, or 1 11 take
the skiff off !" and poor Sally looked
as red as a boiled lobster. "O, git
out.
S:il I will tell : She toia ea
Robbies she kinder
tickled tu !"
felt scared and
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Warming Cold Boiled Potatoes,
Slice and put them in a basin with ja
little milk or water, some cream if
you have it, and a little salt. Let it
remain on the stove until it is
thoroughly heated through, stirring
often to prevent its sticking; a bit of
fish left from a former meal or some
beaten egg is a nice addition to it
What He Fends. The Chief of
Police of Memphis has taken a. cen
sus of the "roughs" and finds that,
of one hundred and thirty-six, aj
but three survived tht epidemic.
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