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FARMEh KENT'S PARSON.
I Written for this paper.
and the solemn
With autumn tints
The purple fruit and the
Shone fair in the
Vhile the anthem rose
as free and strong
As an euple's skyward
"When the people passed
from out the door,
Some gazed with rid
icule On a ragged beggar, old
"Who stood in the vestibule.
The parson stayed a moment's space
By the beggar grim and gray:
He said: "Good morrow, my worthy friend,
Are you giving thanks to-day!
Move on no doubt your dinner waits;"
And the parson went h!s way.
.Thebeggarsmilcd: "My Father's lands
Extend from sea to sea;
He feeds the ravens when they cry,
And He'll save a crumb for me.
Somewhere within His wide domain
A table doth await;
Beneath some humble cotter's roof,
Or by tho rich man's gale;
I only Jcnow I need not haste,
I will not be too late."
Then Farmer Kent passed where he stood;
He was a kindly man,
"With phfulders broad, and hcartscme voice.
And cheek and brow ot tan.
He saia: I own as fair a home
As is beneath the sy;
Yet. when I catch the scent of flame,
Or when the wind is high,
I fear, mayhap, a smoking heap
Wl'l greet my ea'ir eye.
My fields arc rich with flocks and herds,
My wife is good nnd lair;
And half a score of girls and boys
Crowd close about my chair.
u If I could know death would not come
And all their beauty blight
This morn I was a happy man,
I may not be to-nignt."
Shall not the Judge of all the earth
Do for His own the right!
Some timo aone, it is not long,
Your fortune fair was mine;
My wealth took wings and flew away;
But shall I fret and pine!
My wife and child green grows the turf
Above their place of rest;
No drop of blood is kin to me.
There is no lowly nest
To call my own; and yetl'm sure
The F.ither doeth best.
"When summer breezes round me play.
And sunshine warms my face,
I fare along. I only know
Til And my rightful place.
u And when the summer days arc dead,
When ice and frost and snow
Blot out the sun and hide the earth,
And fierce winds wildly blow.
Still trusting to my Father's hand,
Upon my way I go.
The summer leaves and running brooks
Were never more His own
Than are the frosts and biting winds
That chill me to the bone."
Then Farmer Kent took off his hat;
He said: "'I came to-day
To hear the parson talk of Heaven,
And, haply, show the way;
But the truest preacher I have seen
Is this beggar, lean and gray.
Now come with me; from this day forth
You are my honored guest."
The beggar shrank the farmer said:
The Father knoweth best.
' He leafleth you. He leadeth me,
He brought us all the way.
Through paths of sin, and doubt, and pain,
To this Thanksgiving Day,
That you might teach mo how to trust,
To thank Him, and to pray.
A cozy nook awaits for you
Beside my ample hearth;
Aha! He never makes mistakes.
The Judge of all tho eorth."
The Story of His Thanksgiving
Rose How He Won It
Written for this paper.!
iag story of fiction
is apt to have a cer
tain samoness about
it The country, tho
frathorinjr under tho
family roof-tree, tho
dinner and tho wan
derers' return, all
connected by a
thread of love or
pathos, as tho caso may be, are quite famil
iar to present day readers.
It rapuely occurs to me that I have
somewhere read or heard that "truth is
stranper than fiction." Ard this shall be
my apology for thus deiarting from es
tablished usages in tho simple Thanksgiv
ing tale which itselt is connected 'with
Sim Theodosia Brown's monkey.
The monkey was only a part of Mrs.
Brown's inenaso menagerie, Mrs. Bax
ter's other boarders called it. The widow
was also tho owner of a parrot, two
dwarfed puga with sawed-off noses, an
Angora cat and a small pet alligator. But
Mrs. Theodosia Brown had inherited from
tho deceased Brown something like half
a million. And as she paid liberally for
her two front rooms on the first flight,
Mrs. Baxter would have allowed her to
hare kept an anaconda or a baby elephant
provided they did not annoy tho other
Dick Blake, who had the room opposite,
was never annoyed by Mrs. Brown's pets.
.Indeed, generally speaking, they were to
Txinin source of perpetual joy and comfort
It might haro been tho extreme interest
which he took in them all the alligator
excepted thawed tho fair widowto fancy
that in spite of her six years of seniority
she had made a conquest of the handsome
young fellow at whom she had cast lan
Dick himself was far too modest to
dream of "tho interest he had aroused in the
widow's heart Indeed, he would as soon
have-thought of making love to Mrs. Sax
terhis landlady, who was old enough to
be bis mother, even had bis affections not
already been pre-empted.
Her came was Frank or Francie ac
cording to the fancy of lier friends. Dick
called her Miss Francie always, pending
tho time when ha fondly hoped to call her
Francie darling. Her room was up three
flights, and Mrs. Theodosia Brown always
6poke of her in view of her occupation as
Bat Mrs. Brown was thirty odd, some.
What high, colored, inclined to tmbonpoinl
And a- L&agfcry wave: while Francie was
nlneteea, "with a' -graceful, well-rounded
Ugareaadajsao, elastic step, suggestive
-of perfect health. And when I add that she
bid a sweetrrs&aed face, Ins troasdark eyes
and keaxy hair curling teadril-Hke over a
fcroad, wfiite f erafeead, and was, withal, as
gtJodias ska w&a pretty, it will be readily
MatfcaUtepidev ta&tfaelMet ef Usb-
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inine icaaons frr speaking in a slighting
way of Francis Brnton.
Kbw, Dick's heartbad long before, gone
out into' Fran cie's keeping. If the young
girl herself was aware of this she made no
sign. "Why should she when he had never
spoken in words. But on this particular
day DJckJJlaEe had resolved to
" put it to the test
And win or lose it alL"
This, then, was the meaning of the sheet
after sheet which, completed and torn up
in disgust filled his waste-paper basket
Thanks-giving morning, while small Sim,
the monkey, haring temporarily escaped
from his mistress' room, sat looking- iowxi
at the disturb'1'! vrr.tor villi infinite inter-
est 1 roil t open transom over the door.
But finally Dick managed to compress
his hopes, fears and desires into four
closely-woven pages of commercial note.
"li Imay venture to hope," he said, in
a burst of originality at the close, "will
you wear at yo.ir throat when you come
down to dinner one of the Jacqueminots
the chambermaid left on you.- dressing
case this morning." and signed his name.
This epistle, enveloped and addressed, he
took up-stairs. Miss Francie's door stood a
little ajar. He rapped once, twice, but
only echoed replied. Hesitating a moment,
Mr. Blake stepped softly in and with a half
reverent glance about the prettily fur
nished little apartment w.th its atmos-
HE W.S MET OX THE LOWEIt COIJKIDOU.
phere of womanly purity and taste, laid
the letter on a chair where it would catch
the young girl's eye on entering, and
He was met on tho lower corridor by
the stylish widow, in a most becoming
Had Mr. Blake seen her naughty, naugh
ty Sim that morning!
Mr. Blake had He was even then placid
ly munching bonbons in his favorite resort
the open transom over Mr. Blake's door.
a glance at the transom showed that
it v;is empty. Sim, taking advantage of
Dick's absence, had probably descended
in quest of more bonbons. It was a way
But a thorough search of the room, which
Mrs. Brown's sense of propriety did not
permit her to enter, revealed no trace of
the missing link. So finally the lady took
a higher flight to tho second and third
stories, whither the erratic Sim was wont
to escape whenever he slipped his chain,
which on an average was six times, a week.
Ten minutes later Mrs. Brown, with a
heightened color and Sim struggl.ng in
her arms, passed Mr. Blake's door and en-
tere.1 her own
But Blake had little thought for captor
or captive. The Marguerite refrain "she
loves me loves me not" kept repeating
itself over and over again in tho mind of
this usually matter-of-fact youns man.
Would she or would she not wear his roses?
Hope suggested she would fear took a
contrary view. And so the pro's and con's
struggled for precedence till the summons
Though Dick's back was toward the din-ing-hall
door, he knew with a lover's clair
voyance when Francie onterod. Above
the clatter of chair legs, the rattle of dish
es and babble of voices he heard the soft
rustle of her dress before she reached and
passed him. but ho had not the courage for
tho moment to look up.
Not until Francie had taken her accus
tomed scat at the table directly opposite
did Dick raise his eyes to learn his fate.
And then his heart almost stopped beat
ing. He saw nothing of the little smile
and nod of recognition. All ho saw was
that at Francie's whi e throat encircled by
a dainty ruffle scarce whiter no roses vxre
How Dick managed to get through the
form of eating that Thanksgiving dinner
he docs not know to this day. He ate and
drank mechanically of tho odorous turkev
that tasted to him like the ashes of Dead
Sea apples. Side dishes were an abomi
nation and pie a hollow mockery. The
only timo he ventured a second glance in
Francie's direction she was chatting gaily
with that infernal young Golden, of whom
he had long been secretly jealous. And in
metaphor, this was the last feather.
" Guess you left your appetite up-stairs,
eh, Blako" cheerfully remarked Widger,
on his left, entirely unabashed by Dick's
Tho Rev. Ur. Putter. Dick's vls-a-vis, saw
an opening for a word in season. He was
a stiff, pasty-faced indiv.dual, with mutton-chop
whiskers and a chronic disliice
toward Dick, who had onco surreptitiously
inserted Mrs. Brown's pet alligator be
tween his 1 cd sheets.
"I fear," he solemnly remarked across
tho table, " that your young friend is not
"What the devil have I got to bo thank
ful fori" savagoly ejaculated unhappy
Rev. Mr. Putters turned quito pale at
this unexpected and altogether diabolical
outburst which fell like a verbal thunder
bolt in the immediate vicinity. Yet what
could ono expect from a j-oung man who
had boldly avowed his sympathy with the
heretical professors at Andover.
From tho stand-point of those who had
heard this explosive query, Dick Blake
had much to bo thankful for. Youth,
health, intellect, gook looks and a com
fortable competency are certainly bless
ings worthy of being counted.
Thus in effect mildly remarked a boarder
as Dick, having pushed his chair back,
abruptly left tho room, followed by a
wisjful, wondering look from Francie's
dari; eyes, and one of different import from
Mrs. Theodosia Brown's languishing orbs.
"And a rich widow to be had for the ask
ing," muttered old Bynner, soito voce, yet
loud enough for Rev. Putter to hear that
gentleman being strongly suspected of en
tertaining designs against Mrs. Brown's
heart and bank account
Mr. Putter scowled and TVidger, who
posed as a cynic, shrugged his shoulders.
"Blake is one of those follows who, born
with a silver spoon in his mouth, is mad
all the time because it isn't gold, don't you
know," ho observed, looking about for the
applause which did not follow what he
thought rather a neat remark.
But carelessly unconscious of the char
itable comments of his fellow boarders,
Dick made his way to his room, locked the
door and began to make preparations for
an immediate departure to Kalamazoo or
Hamaschatka it didn't matter. Any
where to get away from his sorrow from
While thus occupied, a highly, scented
note was Ripped under the door. The con
tents were as follows:
"Mrs. Brown would be ddiUd to have
Mr. Blake make one of a little Informal
gathering at her rooms this Thanksgiving
eve. TnEODOsn B. Bbows."
1 regret to say that the young man mut
tered something uncomplimentary to the
female sex, and widows in particular, as he
tossed the note into the waste-paper bas
ket Yet after thinking it over a little, he
decided to go. It would be a proper time
and place to say good-bye to those of his
fellow boarders who were- present It
-woald look rattier strange to refuse, any'
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way. Z-niI men he wanted to apuiogize to
Rev. Patter for his hasty utterance. In
short ho brought every reason for his at
tendance except the real one. And this
was that having an expensive upright
piano which she could not play; Mrs. Brown
always included Francie, who sang ana
played divinely, in her invitations to those
Mr. Blake did not appear as usual at
supper. The monotonous tread of slip-
i pered feet pacing back and forth in his
j room and the strong smell of tobacco
i smoke, which drifted through the tran
som would seem to indicate an abortive
attempt at drowning his sorrows in the
overflowing bowl of his meerschaum.
Most rooms exhibit certain character
istics of their occupants. Thus, Mrs. Theo
dosia Brown's might be described in a
word showy. There was a certuti gar-
j ishnoss of color everywhere visible, from
the elaborately framed oil paintings
' against their background of heavily gilt
paper, to the portiere and insidei curtains
and figured silk upholstery of the furni
ture. But it all looked very cheerful and
pleasant in the subdued glow from the
gas chandeliers to the eyes of the dozen or
more invited guests on the Thanksgiving
evening of which I write. At least, so
they all remarked as a sort of opening
chorus, and we all know that what every
one says must be perfectly true.
The menagerie was, generally speaking,
in a somnolent condition. The pet alli
gator, relegated to the small ante room out
of consideration to Mr. Putter's feelings,
was presumably dormant in his box. The
Angora cat slopt contentedly on a Turk sh
rug before an open grate of glow ng an
thracite. Tne parrot slumbered or pro
tended to in his swinging perch in the
big bay window. One of tho pugs snored
on a corner enshton. The whereabouts of
the other was made known directly after
tho entrance of Rev. Mr. Putt6r.
Being nearsighted he had not seen that
the canine wa3 occupying the newest easy
chair, into wh ch the reverend gentleman
dropped heavily, to spring lightly and
Hastily up with a short, sharp shriek that
Was drowned in ear-piercing yelps.
But even this agreeable incident which
convulsed several of tho worldlings pres
ent with secret but unseemly laughter
failed to chase the gloom from the brow
of young Mr. Blike. In vain Mrs. Brown
vouchsafed her sweetest smiles, while
equally vain were tho attempts of Miss
Dasher, a very decollete young woman, to
lure him to her side. With an air of
Byronic melancholy that closely resembled
sullenness, he stood afar off following
with his eyes every movement of pretty
Francie, to whom, on entering, he had
vouchsafed the most formal of bows.
Indeed, so marked had been his coldness,
that Francie, who was perfectly unconven
tional, had asked, with gentle surprise in
tho depths of her dark eyes:
"Havel done any thing to offend you,
"It isn't what you have done, but what
you haven't" he answered, rather bitter
ly. And his eyes had rested so strangely
on her littfe lace-pin at her throat that,
involuntarily, Francie put up her slim
hand to bee if any thing was wrosg there.
"I do not understand you," Francie had
simply answered. And as poor Blake, full
of jealous bitterness, forbore to explain,
Francie drew herself up rather proudly
and walked away.
But is it th s that givo3 the simple touch
of pain to her marvelous contralto voice
which a few moments later thrills the
'under the artist's fly fng hand
The white keys rise the white koys fait"
"I am tired heart and feet
Turn from busy mart and street
I am tired rest is sweet
"I am tired. Loss and gain.
Golden sheaves and scattered grain,
Hath the day not passed in vain."
"I do not feel in the mood for singing to
night," she said, somewhat abruptly, ris
ing as she spoke, to bo at once taken pos
session of by young Golden, to Blake's in
ward wrath and despair. And then, in a
reaction of reckless defiance, Dick began
flirting fast and furious with Mrs. Theo
dosia Brown, who, resplendent In old gold
and diamonds, was but too ready to re
spond to such manced advances.
And while Francie and Diok thus played
at cross purposes tho ovening wore on in
the usual way. Tho guests talked a little
scandal, considerable gossip, and between
rubbers of whist introduced enough liter
ary conversation to give the correct tone to
the occas on, till tho entrance of the colored
waiter with a tray on which were glasses
Even Rev. Mr. Putter considered that a
m'.ld potation of this kind was allowable
on Thanksgiving eve, and accepted the
agreeable beverage with a cheerful smile.
It was perhaps a trifle unfortunate thm
he chanced to take his place, goblet in
hand, directly under the swinging perch
of the observant parrot, who just then was
very wide awake.
For as Mr. Putter, elevating tho goblet
and clearing his throat, wa3 about to er
propose a toast, tho wretched bird, cock
ing his head downward and fixing his hard,
unwinking eye with infinite meaning upon
Mr. Putter, remarked sepulchrally:
' Let up pray."
Of course only wrong-minded people,
given to unseemly levity, would see any
thing to laugh at in this, which was per
haps tho reason that such a general chorus
of severe coughing followed the injudicious
suggestion, while a number of faces were
suddenly averted. Old Bynner, it is true,
shouted "Haw! haw!" and young Golden
grow purple to his ear t ps with sup
pressed mirth, but these two didn't count
It was D.ck Blake who, coming tr the
rescue of his embarrassed hostess, tried
HE WAS ABOUT TO PKOPOSE.
to create a diversion by leudly inquiring
as to the whereabouts of his friend Sim,
whom he had not seen that evening.
Had Mr. Blake known that a wicked
young man among tho guests Bluffer by
name had been slyly plying Sim with
egg-nogg behind the window curtains, he
would perhaps not have ventured the
"Sim? oh, he's chained in the bay-window,
sound asleep," responded the widow,
with a glance in that direction.
But alasl Sim was neither chained oi
asleep, and at the repetition of his name
he suddenly crawled from beneath the
curtain folds on three legs, and uttering
a sound like a hiccough strangled in its
The Tsoro timid of the ladies uttered
small screams and cast imploring glances
at their male protectors. Miss Dash, gath
ering her skirts about her, skipped upon
tho nearest chair, as females do at the ap
proach of a mouse.
Naughty Sim," said Mrs. Brown, re
bukingly. "Mr. Blake, will you"
The sudden pause in her adjuration was
caused by the unexpected action of Sim,
who in strict justice was usually oac of
the most gentlemanly and mild-manaered
of small monkeys.
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Fox offt3 of obediently approaching
Sir. Biake's catstretched hand, Sim rose
on his hind legs and staggered across the
room, wildly waving his hand above his
head. Then he chattered and hiccoughed
alternately for a moment, after which ho
plunged boisterously at unhappy Mr.
Putter, and whom he bit in the call of the
leg. "He's mad he's got the hydro
phobia I" shouted Mr. Putter, in dire dis
may as he held on to the wounded member
with both hands.
If Sim traa mad there was method In his
madnes; for all at once, having violently
twitched the tail of the Angora cat in pass
ing, he skipped nimbly up on a side table
upon which stood the handsome buhl
writing desk belonging to Mrs. Brown.
Before that estimable -lady realized the
situation Sim threw back the lid and
snatched in his small paw an addressed en
velope with a broken seal, with which he
sprang to the floor.
Mrs. Brown's fine color gave place to a
sickly pallor as she saw the act
"Catch him, some one that letter" she
gasped, and Francie Bruton. who was not
in the least afraid of Sim, whom she had
often oaxed into her room with bonbons,
was quick to respond.
Seizing Sim laughingly as he dashed
past her, Francie wrested the envelope
from his paw, but as her eyes unwittingly
rested on the address so plainly visible un
der the glass chandelier, she uttered a lit
tie exclamation of surprise.
"Why it's addressed to me and the
seal is broken !" she exclaimed, fixing her
clear eyes on Mrs. Theodosia Brown, who,
"tut, it's addressed to me!"
for the moment, was stricken dumb.
There was an awkward silence that was
suddenly broken by Dick Blake's deliber
"Yes, Miss Franc'e," ho said, quietly,
"I know it is yours, because I wrote it and
laid it in your room while you wero out
this morning. The seal was unbroken
tlicn," he added, with a curling lip.
"By Jove, that's a facer for tho widow,"
muttered Bluffer, who was known to have
"I think 1 must bid you good night,"
said Francie, bowing with a slightly
heightened color to the curious faces about
her. "Good night, Mrs. Brown," and van
ished through the door.
H-df an hour later Mr. Blake heard a
gentle tap at his door. Throwing it open,
he stood for a moment in n state of extatic
For before him stood Francie, looking
demurely downward at a knot of roses,
whoso carnation seemed reflected in her
With a rapturous exclamation Blake
sprang forward. But lifting her glad eyes
to his own with a sweet, yet shy glance,
which told him all ho would know, Fran
cie turned and sped lightly up the stair
way. Pausing at the hood ot the flight
and detaching ono of tho roses from her
breast, she touched her iresh young lipi
to it and tossed it so deftl.y that it fell at
"Somothing to bo thankful for,"sht
whispered "good-night H And Blako, uo
unfrequently, calls his w'fe his Thanks
giving rose. Fbanb H. Conveksk.
Pecultnr'y a Woman's Festival A Day
Celebrated Within tho Yv'-Uls of Uome.
It may not oe generally recognized, bu
it is none the loss true, that Thanksgivin
is peculiarly a woman'B festival.
In tho first place, unlike our other chiei
National festival, tho Fourth of July fo
Christmas and New Years' have ncvei
been made the subject of National enact
ment or proclamation by the Loads of tho
Government Thanksgiving is a day cele
brated within the walls of homo; for even
the church servico in tho morning, whon
one is attended, is a part of the
homo surroundings, the various mem
bers of tho family gathering in
the pew as in another sort of
homo, and all tho rest of tho day is a cel
ebration of the idea of home and its en
vironment It is toward home that every
one who is away from it looks on
tho approach of tho day; it is homo to
which every one comes who has any homo
to come to. It is homo and tho things of
homo that aro remembered afterward in
recalling tho way tho day was passed. And
home is the woman's throne a platitude
very possibly, but one nevertheless of deep
significance. Whatever other sphere sho
fills abroad and in tho world, still, as where
Macgrogor sat wus tho head of tho
table, wherever woman is is the fireside
and the altar; she istha peculiar genius of
home, and the festival of Thanksgiving is
the festival ol the home is tho festival of
Woman is, then, entirely the priestess of
this altar; and it is an altar, this Thanks
giving ono, to which Delpho3 could have
offered but a feeble rivalry. For the
keeping of Thanksgiving Day intends not
only th offering of thanks to Heaven for
all blessings received, all misfortunes
withhold, but it is with all that a celebra
tion of tho fact and existence of home.
And who so fit and natural to make that
celebration, to officiate as priestess at that
shrine, as women .arel Long, long ago, in
profane records, wo have the thanksgiv
ing before meat and far back in sacred
records the thanksgiving was made before
the bread was broken; but never till
in theo times of ours and of our grand
mothers has an entire day of thanksgivin
been organized in which women were the
chief actors, as circumstances have made
them in the celebration of our Thanksgiv
ing Doy, and in which women, owing to
that fact alone, can join with more hearti
ness than in any other. The red Indian
has his wigwam, the rude savage his hut
or cave, sometimes his associated hut or
cave: and the woman of that wigwam or
that hut or cave has a vast journey to make
before she reaches the cmnence of tho
simplest woman in our homes when
thanksgiving Day is kept It is this home
and Rs opportunities and possibilities,
which was separated from the associated
hut, improved on the wigwam, differenti
ated at last from a place where a slave
served into a place where a woman rules
supreme in affection it is this home, we
say, which has given woman much of the
enlightenment and uplifting sho has re
ceived, and which continues to help her
by means of advantages Increasing from
generation to generation.
It becomes women, then, to keep this fes
tival of Thanksgiving as something pe
culiarly their own; to spare themselves no
pains in the preparations of the feast, and
to curtail no pleasure that can belong to it
or be added to it to made a point of mak
ing it desirable to those who are away
come back to the central hearth, and
giving great cheer to tnose teat are ai
band, recognizing that while the custom of
Thanksgiving pays reverence to the UK
pausing Powers and Heavemy Bounty, it
also acknowledges the valae ot home ani
the sovereignty of voaaa attk Iretid.-EafjmJ$Baggr
Hans Brietman gave a party;
Where Is dot party now!
The Nation had a surplus;
Where Is that surplus now!
G. Cleveland whacked the surplus;
Where Is G. Cleveland now!
His message struck tho surplus;
Where is that message now!
Free Trade assailed the surplus;
Where are Free Traders new!
The Mills bill hit the surplus:
Where Is the Mills bill no w !
They all "shied " at the surplus;
Where are the "shyers" now!
The country had a surplus;
Where is that surolus now!
Don't worry about the surplus;
It will be all right now !
Troy (X. T.) Time.
THE SOLDIERS' VICTORY.
A. Great Triumph for the Boys Who Wore
the Blue In 1831-65.
The exciting political struggle is at
last over, and victory perches on tho
banners of their veterans.
They have vetoed the great vetoer
everywhere. From Maine to Cali
fornia, from the Lakes to the Ohio, they
moved against him and his in solid
columns, and routed him and them
The victory is decisive and complete.
It is a Waterloo for Mr. Cleveland,
Colonel Matson and soldier-haters gen
erally. They have been struck a
Cleveland entered tho contest with
high ' confidence. He had, from his
point of view, abundant reason for
this. Money without stint was at his
command; he had the most powerful
"machine" under his control that the
country over saw. With the South so se
curely solid that there was no need of
any exertion in that section, he could
put into the Northern States a horde of
indefatigable "workers" from It to re
inforce the well-organized cohorts al
ready there. He had powerful news
papers in all the Northern States. A
strong majority of the papers in New
York were on" the side of free trade.
This gave him a confidence which
led him and his friends to Btoutly
claim California, Nevada, Colorado,
Illinois, Indiana, Minnesota, Mich
igan, New York, New Jersey and Con
necticut Sometimes they even claimed
Ohio, Iowa, Wisconsin, Kansas and
Nebraska. He claimed the most of
these even up to midnight of the day
of election, but every one has been
carried against him except New Jer
sey and Connecticut, where the Pro
hibition vote saved these States to
j.ne credit for nis defeat is unques
tionably due to the veterans. They
presented a solid front against which
ho could not break, and which proved
decisive in the closer States. The
time had come for them to express
their disapproval of him and his
course, and they did it most emphat
ically. They forgot party affiliations
in resenting hostility to them and their
comrades. Had they divided as they
did when he was first elected his re
election would have been assured.
Nor has their work stopped with the
defeat of their principal enemy. They
have defeated Colonel Matson in In
diana, and elected in his stead that
splendid friend of the soldiers, General
A. P. Hovey. Thus is Matson's treach
ery properly punished.
Thoy have also expressed their dis
approval of the course of the present
Congross in failing to pass the desired
pension legislation, by taking the con
trol away from the party which is now
dominant in the House of Representa
tives and giving it to the Republicans.
The pledged friends of the soldiers
will be in a strong majority in both
Houses of next Congress, which with a
President elected when the pension
issue was made so prominent a feature
of the campaign, makes the outlook
tor veteran's rights very bright Pos
sibly the decisive rebuke administered
at tho polls may spur Mr. Cleveland
and the present Congress into doing
something to make amends in the few
months that remain to them of official
life. If they do not, the next Presi
dent and Congress will certainly re
spond heartily to the wishes of the
men who saved the country.
Truly, it has been a great day for the
veterans. National Tribune ((?. A. B.)
Where In the Vote That Was to Rob the
Republicans of Victory?
Next to the astonishment expressed
over the disappearance of the mug
wump vote is that relating to the Pro
hibition vote. The threatened over
whelming of both parties by the advo
cates of prohibition was a boast too
recently made to be easily forgotten,
but at least one of the old parties is
alive and ki No, the other party
is kicking, while the Prohibitionists,
where are they? Where is the vote
which was to rob the Republicans of
the prize by defeating Harrison in
New York? Where was the boasted
Prohibition strength in Iowa, the
stronghold of prohibitory legislation?
There is but one answer to these ques
tions. Prohibitionists, unlike mug
wumps, are amenable to the laws of
reason, and when they are con
vinced of the error of their
former ways, they thereupon retrieve
their mistakes. In spite of sporadic
agitation in a few widely scattered
points the Prohibitionists made little
attempt to rally under the banner of
the hermaphrodite ticket of Fisk and
Brooks. Prohibitionists have at last
come to the conclusion that their
cause will flourish better under Repub
lican rule than under the proposed
regime of prohibition. They never
had a chance of succeeding national
ly, and their hope of obtaining the bal
ance of power is gone. Their local at
tempts at prohibition have proved
failures, and therefore the wise men of
the party have generally agreed that
the cause will be better served by aid
ing in the Buccess of the Republican
movement This is about the only rea
sonable conclusion they could arrive
at, and the wisdom of their action will
be seen in the coming years. It is to
be sadly regretted, however, that they
did not unite for Warner Miller in
New York, who stood upon a platform
of temperance and decency, as opposed
to the rowdy and saloon elements
which backed Dave HOL Chicago
. THE P,EOPLE,.VXRDlPIi
Some Things That Have Been Taught by
the Great Republican Victory.
The people have decided for the Re
publican party after four years oi
Democracy in the White House.
Every fraudulent pretense upon which
Mr. Cleveland was supported as a re
former, all the cant of his friends
about non-partisanship in the public
service, all their sham zeal for purifi
cation of the Government have been
made contemptible and odious in pop
ular estimation by the conduct of Mr.
Cleveland's Administration. A single
term of experience under a Demo
cratic sham reformer was enough,
and more than enough. The Presi
dent himself, and the choice assort
ment of disloyalists, scamps, jail
birds and political knaves whom he
has placed in office instead of loyaL
trained and faithful public servants,
will retire into obscurity. Not by
such material can an intelligent Na
tion be governed a second term. With
them depart from public consequenca
the hypocrites who professed to be
anxious about tho purity of the Gov
ernment, in order to stab in the back
the defenders of protection.
The people have decided that the
American policy of protection for
home industries shall stand; that any
needed modification shall bo made by
its sincere friends, and not by those
who, under the false pretense of seek
ing only a moderate reform of tho tar
iff, have tried to break down that
policy, and to start tho country on the
road toward English free trade.
For months tho most effective help
ers of the liquor interest have bee
those professed temperance men who
deprived the Republican candidates of
the electoral votes they lost at the
North, and who struggled hard to turn
over many others to the Democratic
party. Honest and brave Republicans
of New York passed a license bill, and
wero rewarded in the defeat of Mr.
Miller by the conduct of professed tem
perance men, who helped to re-elect
the Governor by whom the measure
was vetoed. Honest and brave Repub
licans in New Jersey passed a Local
Option law, and were rewarded by a
delivery of tho electoral votes of the
State to a free-trade candidate, and by
the defeat of Legislative candidates
who were obnoxious to the saloon in
terest The result will make third
party Prohibitionists everywhere rec
ognized as tho allies of the rum-shops.
Tho Democrats proposed "a cam
paign of education," and there is not
the least doubt that the people have
been educated to a notable extent.
They have learned enough not to trust
a person as a reformer who picks out
such men as Thompson and Higgins
as chief instruments in the work. They
have learned enough not to call a bill a
measure of " moderate tariff reform,"
which English manufacturers shout
over as a free-trade triumph. They
have learned that a Prohibitionist
who works to help the rum-shops is
not the best friend in the world of
temperance. Let us all be thankful
that so much has been learned. Let
us also be thankful that under that
rule of the Grand Old Party, which
has helped the country to become
more honored and powerful, richer
and more prosperous, happier in its
homes and more progressive in its in
stitutions, than any other country on
earth, these United States will re
sume the onward and upward march
which tho election of Grover Cleve
land in 1884 partially arrested. N. Y.
AFTER THE ELECTION.
The educational campaign has
been a wonderful Democratic eye
opener. N. T. Tribune
J6 "The Solid 'South" and "The
Solid North" will merge into -the
Solid United States," Hail, Columbia!
REAT BRITAIN'S j HAMPION
Jjgy-The Democrats who were bet
ting on Michigan have gone out into
the woods to meet the fellows who
staked their money on Minnesota.
JBSy-Tho Brigadiers who have been
sojourning abroad for the past few
years at tho expense of the country
they tried to destroy can propare to
come home. Ohio Stale Journal.
E&- Thanks to the Republican .Na
tional Committee. They were men,
every one, and were backed up by men
from the Atlantic to the Pacific. More
harmonious and energetic workera
never united to accomplish greater re
sults. Chicago Inter Ocean.
JKjy-It has been decided that thb
people of the United States do not on
coming to the forks of the path, take
the ono that leads downward into the
barbaric lands, but they are on the
march for the higher and better civili
zation where the sunlit cities shine
on the hills. Cincinnati Commercial
JBSfThe Democrats say that the Re
publicans "bought up enough votes
to carry New York. If that was the
case, there must have been a good
many Democrats for sale. But it is
not true. The Republican gain was in
the country, where the purchaseable
vote is not found. This seems to de
stroy that plea. Chicago Journal.
JK?Farewell to thee, Grover the
Lucky, Bayard the Blunderer, Gar
land the Unsavory, Black the Total
Wreck, Higgins the Heeler, Phelps the
Chappie, Gorman the Smooth, Steven
son the Headsman, Kelley, the Royal
Football, Dickinsor the Partisan, and
all the phantasmaorical crew who
have strutted and fretted through the
nightmare of what seems a political
dream! Buffalo Express.
3Think of it! There is not only
a prospect, but an absolute certainty,
of Delaware being represented in the
Senate by a Republican! The little
colony, which, has all along been
looked at as the personal pocket-piece
of the Bayards (Buyarfs, if you please,
with the accent on the Buy), has at
last plucked up courage and obtained
a Republican majority in its Legis
lature. This insures a Republican
Senator, if the aristocratic king of the
copperheads does not mako use of the
first syllable of his pronounced noma.
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