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THE AUGUS, SATUKUAY, uCT HEH 3, 1891.
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la Bock Island county.
Saturday, October 3, 1801.
Spkingfield Register: The great
crime that England is constantly cootem
plating committing against the people of
this country appears, according to Mc
Kinley newspapers, to be that of selling
our people goods cheaper than they have
been in the habit of buying them . Ugh !
what an outrage it would be on us if we
should buy where we can buy the cheap
est. As be grows older Congressman
Springer crows better looking. Iadeed,
the Peoria Herald observes, he gives
promise of being an exceptionally fine
looking old man. Physically his pret
ence is commanding while at the same
time he is one of the very easiest men in
the country to approach. In the speak
er's chair at Washington he would create
an impression of power ming'ed with
kindliness of nature that would certainly
place him in the front rank of those who
have filled that high honoraMe position.
Thb cotton growers have been caught
this year in the McEinley trap, a-coming
and a-going. They have to py more
for staple grades of bleached and un
bleached cotton goods as a result of in
creased duties; and they get less for their
raw cottcn, largely because the prescrip
tive tariff has bilped to demoralal;ze the
business of Europe. And yet, eloquent
republican orators are always climbing
upon the stump atd shaking the bloody
ahirt at the cotton growers because they
won't vote the republican ticket! If
Washington leg:s'ation ware framed to
crush and rob New England in the same
way thtre would be loud threats of seces
sion and war in the northeast corner.
Ikdiaxafoms Sentinel: The suicide
of Boulanger removes the Diss de Bar o'
French politics. The ceceral was a sen
sationalist and an adventurer, and he
drew all the support he ever had from
lovers of sensation and adventure. The
method of bis death was essentiallv
Boulaigiet. It was marked by the same
studied attention to theatrical effect that
characterized his every public appearance.
It will furnish Paris another sensation
and then Boulanger will be forgotten.
Boulanger left no monument cf word or
deed to perpetuate his memory. In the
days of the revolution he might have
made a name. In the peaceful close of
the nineteenth century he made but a by
word. IlairinMi and the . htlian
St. Louis Bepublic.
The public is not informed of the pri
vate purposes Mr. Harrison expects to
serve by keeping Pat Egan in Chili where
he is deservedly odious, but there is in
the public mind a firm conviction that
whatever these purposes are they are
against public policy. And this convic
tion is held regardless of party. Mr.
Harrison nowhere has the support of de
cent republicans in his relations with this
notorious adventurer, whose appointment
in the first place scandalized a country
still more shamefully scandalized by his
career in Chili.
While Mr. Blaine is sick, .Mr. Harri
son seems painfully anxious to demon
strate that he has a jingo policy of his
own. He is watching every opportunity
to out jingo Blaine, and in this case be
has easily found one, for Mr. Blaine,
whatever his other weakness, is too astute
to allow his own reputation to be put to
hazard by being dragged into any sort of
a quarrel by such a fellow as Egan.
Mr. Harrison, however, is hurrying to
make himself ridiculously offensive.
With the fierce pugnacity so character
istic of the bantam intellect, he proposes
to show the people of Chili that Pat Egan,
if gcod enoueh for him, is good enough
for them . Nothing could be more absurd
than the uss of the navy in support of
the proposition that when the United
States rents a building in a foreign coun
try, outlaws and those against whom war
rants for alleged political offences are ex
tant may take sanctuary there as crimi
nals could take sanctuary in churches in
the middle ages. It is imbecile to make
such a claim. If it were made by a for
eign power against this country, no one
outside of the idiot asylums and the Har
rison administration would entertain it
for a moment.
But in one sense such administrations
as Mr. Harrison has been n aking
are useful. They serve to show the peo
ple the dangerous folly of spending
money for a powerfol navy to be used at
tbe whimsical caprice of every cocky
little politician whom the vicissitudes
and the miserable sectionalism of our
politics put into the White house. It is
bad enough and dangerous enough when
the only motive is the whim of some
highly gamey bantam, but the country
has recently seen with shame the ships
on which it has spent so many millions
ordered to Port-au Prince in the attempt
to blackmail the poverty-stricken ne
groes of Hajti out of a $500,000 subsidy
for a private corporation in New York.
If we do not stop this sort of thing at
once, our Blocks-of-Five-politics will be
come the world's misfortune to such an
extent that we will suffer and deserve
even greater evi's than we inflict. The
appropriations for men-oNwar should be
cut off, and whatever money we have to
upenl for a navy should be spent only on
the habor defence vessels. We can
not afford to own a navy available for
use in blackmailing for subsidies, in sup
porting sealskin jobbery and in serving
the purpose of guano diplomacy.
DOWN THE STREAM.
Lore! It began- with a glance,
drew with the growing of flowers.
Smiled In a dreamful trance.
Recked hot ThepassaRe of hours;
Our passion's flood rose ever.
Flowing for her and me.
Till the brook became a river.
And the river became a sea.
Grief! It began with a word,
(jkrew with the winds that raved;
A prayer for pardon unheard.
Pardon in turn uncntved;
The bridge so easy to sever.
The stream so swift to be free!
Till the brook became a river.
And the river became a sea.
Lifel It began with a sigh.
Grew with the leaves that are dead:
Its pleasures with wings to fly.
Its sorrows with limbs of laftd;
And rest remaineth never
For the wearier years to be.
Till the brook shall become a river.
And the river become a sea.
THE STORY OF AN ASS.
The frost silvered the trees of the Champs
Elysees, powdered them with while like a
n arquis of the old regime.
In the Avenue Montaigu it was close
ion 9 in the morning; the sun shone
through the fog like a bail of fire, but
threw out no warming beams, an J the
breeze was sharp and cruel on that poor
One saw passing rapidly along the avenue
women with veiled faces and men with
bowed heads, like vessels whose prows dip
unJertbe blasts of the furious hurricane.
Or.e would have turned neither a do& nor
a lover from the door; the kiss of an inuo
cet t, even, would have frozen en route.
I. too, passed in haste, like all the world,
while close beside me a ragpicker, pale and
careworn, led by the bridle a forlorn little
ass that had the airof being at least a hun
urei years old and dragged painfully a poor
litt e cart, full of the trash and tiie cast
offs of the quarter scraps, broken bottles,
discarded papers, disdained bouquets, worn
out saucepans, skillets, crusts of bread,
bill t doux in a word, the thousand noth
ings that make up the fortune of ragpick
ers. T! e woman had made a good collection
in h-T run of the night, but the ass was at
the nd of its endurance.
As I drew near the little wagonette a
name caught my eye suddenly among the
cmn iied papers, the name of Mile. Gcu
eviete.the name precisely of the demoiselle
from w hose house I had just come. Was
it, pe-ehance, that Mile. Genevieve?
ld:d not need ber portrait to Insure that
it was she I. who had seen her only t..
night l-eforc, dazzling with lieauty, all
daub d with red and white and with her
hair it the latest fashion and her comedy
ways, for really she seerned to adore me
I, who go too much, however, to genuine
come y to be caught by shams like thes.
Nevertheless, though it was but a scrap,
I darel not help myself to that tempting
letter: it was the ragpicker's property.
"Madame,"' said I to her, "will you give
me a I it of paper to light my cigar with?"
She regarded me with a surprised air,
but as an honest woman, who did not de
sire to take advantage of the situation, re
"Help yourself, mousieur!" and prof
fered Die a match.
I carelessly dropped a sou piece into her
hand aad turned away, the letter with me.
Word tor word behold it:
"Penait me to say, my friend, that for
several weeks past I have found you very
peculiar, posing, it seems to me, for one of
the Eleven Thousand Virgins of ancient
fame. I warn you, therefore, that the end
approaches; you will respond by offering
me a cip of tea this very evening, or I
seek tie hospitality of your changing
neigh be r, for I shall dance attendance on
you no longer."
And this epistle was signed with the
came of our mutual friend de Marignac.
But why, I asked myself, why was this
letter thrown thns in the trash of the rub
bish car- ? A letter that 1 myself had seen
at Genevieve's house within twenty-four
hours? Did it mean but what mattered
what it meant? 1 was going to turn about
and reti rn to her house to see for myself
what it meant, when the ass diverted me,
happily, from so stupid a step.
He bad abruptly stopped short, as if re
solved I ever to move again; his legs
swayed under him, and he hung his head
sorrowfu.ly, as an ass meditating, who pre
saged his last hour.
The siiht broke my heart; I stopped
short wim him.
A racman would have beaten the ass to
reanimate his failing strength, cursed and
reviled him: the woman, on the contrary,
regarded the poor beast with a compas
sionate ai:-, the gaze of a mother, a wife,
or sister. The ass also regarded her, his
eye eloquent, saying plainly: "It is finished!
The end is here. 1 have struggled for thee
heroically. 1 have passed the days and
uightitwitiiout ever complaining, becaus
I bave con prehended that thy misery was
greater thun mine. Thou hiist been good
to rne; tbo j hast refused me neither food
nor caresses: thou hast even stolen for me
the hay of thy neighbor; thou hast given
me the half of thy bed of straw. But I die
The woman stroked the ass always, talk
ing to him softly, tenderly reasoning with
"Come, tome, my dear Pierrot, surely
thou wouldst not leave me here!" said she;
and she stepped to the side of the little
vehicle and took out and threw aside the
basket of biokeu glass and bottles.
"Xow con e," said she, as if he had under
stood her; "this time thou wilt be able to
And she placed herself in readiness at
the wheel, bat the ass did not stir. So, he
knew that 1 e had not the strength to go
on to Saint Ouen, his last country, his last
station, as it were, in misery.
"But, how then, shall we ever arrive,
Pierrot?" his mistress pursued pleadingly.
"The wagon I could draw myself, true; but
thou, thou, 1'ierrot, thou wouldst never be
willing that I should shame thee by fasten
ing aud dragging thee at the tail of the
The asB raked an ear, but that was all.
I waB going to speak to the ragpicker
and tbe ass, v hen she turned quickly and
ran to a neighboring cabaret. The animal
followed her with bia eyes with vague,
wistful uneasiness. It seemed as if be
were afraid of dying there without his mis
tress. Poor little b?astl so small that at a dis
tance you wculd have taken him for a
Pyrenees dog, he had literally grown gray
in harness; here aud there only some tufts
of whitish hair in the mane, on the tail aud
under tbe stomach. But they would never
more need to shave him as they shave
horses of high degree and position, so well
had pain and age done the work for them.
Ee was like t mountain ravaged by gul
lies and ravine , and which the hot sun of
summer has scorched over in patches.
' Pierrot, for t.iat matter, seemed with his
resigned air to have given op all earthly
vanities; to have long since ceased to pose
if ever be had posed in bia gayest season
for a personage of importance. To give
an idea of his spine Is simply impossible.
Tbe bones were piercing the skin; a little
more and be had been transparent, but his
face had gained only the more expression,
something, I know not how else to describe
it, of hunan intelligence, benevolent good
ness. Why had be been condemned to such
martyrdom? Was it expiation for one of
his kind or punishment for a previous ex
istence passed in orgies?
But now tbe ragpicker was returning,
carrying in one hand a piece of bread, in
tbe other a lump of sugar.
Pierrot raised bis lip and attempted to
show his teeth,, worn and yellow as the
keys of an old harpsichord; but though
it was the breakfast hour, he let tbe bread
drop again; he had no more strength in
his jaws than he had in his legs.
Tbe ragpicker tried him then with the
lump of sugar; he took it as if it gave him
pleasure, but let it fall beside the bread.
"Ah, moo Dieu, mon Dieu! what a mis
fortune!" cried the poor woman Borrow
fully. She thought no longer of getting her
goods to her house; she thought of noth
ing but her old friend Pierrot.
"Pierrotl Pierrot!" she called again.
She divined that the ass was lost; two
great tears glistened in her eyes. She
opened her arms, took his head in her em
brace and kissed him as if he had been a
And I swear to you, my friend, that the
ass himself let fall two tears!
This caressing, too. apparently per
formed a miracle, translating itself first
by a cry from the heart the ass began to
bray as in his better days. I feared, myself,
that it was as the cry of the swan, but no,
Pierrot had revived, had returned to him
self. Deeply moved by the spectacle, I ap
proached and held out my hand to the
"It is well, madame, this thing that you
have done!'' said I.
"Ah! iiioDsieur," said she, sobbing bit
terly, "if only you knew how 1 love this
beast! Figure to yourself that it was I
that saved him from the abattoir, seven
years ago, t hat was, anil when I had only
a hotte, a miserable basket for the back
aud my pick hock with which to provide
for seven children. The good God is just,
monsieur! The father, you see, has gone
with another; a rascal stole from me my
eldest girl; four other children for I have
hail twelve, monsieur died at the breast
for one has not good milk when one must
work and toil all day and uight long and
the younget of the twelve, to save its life,
I was forced to place in a foundling asy
lum. "This ass, monsieur, has been my only
consolation, a better companion, too, than
ever was my man to me. With him one
has never to worry to keep him from the
cabaret or run to escape his beatings, no
more than he has to run, my little Pierrot,
who never was beaten. Is it not so, my
friend, my dear little assV
And truly the ass had the air of compre
hending and joining in the conversation.
I!e pricked up his ears, seemed to put oa
his thinking cap and to try to give an
An acquaintance passed at that moment
and n-Ked what I was doing there.
"Making a new friend, my dear," said I,
patting and smoothing Pierrot's mottled
sides with a feeling of tenderness thut was
steadily growing upon me.
"He is doubtless a steed of spirit, that,"
resumed the newcomer critically, "but cer
tainly he is not handsome."
"You think so?" said I; "and I find him
superb! In his place, let me tell you, my
friend, you would look very much worse.
He came out Rt 13 last night and has never
been to led at all. But stay! you arrive at
an opportune moment will you join me
in a work of charity?"
"With all my heart!"
"Eh bien! help me, then, to buy this ass
from this good woman here, and to put
him on the invalid list for tbe rest of his
days. She will care for him the same as
The ragpicker regarded us with a doubt
ing eye. believing that we mocked her. But
when she saw five louis shining in her
palm she began to smile radiantly.
"How much did Pierrot cost you?"
"Ten francs, mousieur."
"Tres bien! go you to the abattoir and
buy another one, and we will charge our
selves with the nourishing of this one."
And giving her my card and another
caressing stroke to Pierrot's muzzle, we
bade them both adieu.
The miracle had been worked, the ass
pulled himself together with a mighty
effort and started almost gayly, his mistress
pushing valiantly from behind to assist her
But alas! that same evening she came to
my house ail drowued in tears.
I comprehended instantly.
"Ah! monsieur, mousieur!" said she,
"he is gone Pierrot is dead!"
"Yes. monsieur, he was dying, too, when
you saw him this morning, which Pierrot
knew well. Behold why he tried to regain
his strength to be able to reach our home.
"Well may you say so, monsieur, and we
had reached Saint Ouen, and were in sight
of our baraque when he fell to his knees.
1 tried to lift him, but this time 'twas use
less ail was finished. The children ran
aud gathered about him, everybody, mon
sieur. No use! Pierrot was going. Every
body spoke to him, caressed and petted
him ah! monsieur, the misery of the sight!
He only looked at us with eyes so sad that
it wrung the heart to see him. There was
do one, in all the world, no one, monsieur,
who wouldn't have loved an ass like Pier
"To think, too, how he wished to die at
home, after be had done his work all day
long! At his own door to die, monsieur,
as Pierrot did!"
"As died the soldier," said I, "when his
last cartridge is gone."
The ragpicker drew nearer, opened her
hand aud there in the palm shone the five
louis of the morning.
"Your hundred francs, monsieur, behold
"No, madame, no; the money is yours
And I still do not know whether to most
admire Pierrot or Pierrot's good mistress;
the ass that accomplished his duty, or the
woman more delicate than charity itself,
for if this ass was worthy of enrollment
among the asses so celebrated of Plutarch,
then this picker of rags was fit to be
counted and canonized among tbe saints
of tbe calendar. Translated from tbe
French of Arsene Boussaye by E. C. Wag
gener for Short Stories.
Yaaello as a Shaving" Cream.
Vaseline is recommended for shaving
purposes by a writer in The Druggists' Cir
cular, who says tbe beard is rendered as
soft as when soap is used and there is no
resulting irritation of tbe skin.
aSaaaaMaJajaaJ (.-" IJL-
Bring in the BOYS and GIRLS and we will fit
em out with good, solid, serviceable
shoes that will
BOSTON SHOE STORE,
1623 Second Ave., under Rock Island House
P. S BIG XBW LINE OF SCHOOL SHOES.
The readers of the Akgcs will be pleased
to learn that there is at lea-t one dreaded
disease that science b9 been able to cure
in all its singes, and that is catarrh.
Hall's Catarrh Cure is the only positive
cure now known to the medical fraternity.
Catarrh being a constitutional disease, re
quires a constitutional treatment. Hall's
Catarrh Cure is taken internally, acting
directly upon tbe blood and mucous sur
faces of the system, thereby destroying
the foundation of tbe disease, and giving
the patient strength by building up tbe
constitution and assisting nature in doing
its work. The proprietors have so much
faith in its curative powers, that they
offer one hundred dollars for any case
that it fails to cure. Send for list of tes
F. J. Cheexet & Co.. Toledo, O.
Sold bj druggists, 75c.
Goo a Look.
Good looks are more than tkin deep,
depending upon a healthy condition of all
the vital organs . If the liver be inactive,
you have a bilious look, if your stomach
te disordered you have a dyspeptic look
and if your kidneys be affected you bave
a pinched look. Secure good health and
you will have good looks. Electric Bitters
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directly on these vital organs. Cures
pimples, blotches, boils and gives a gocd
complexion. Sold at LI art z & Babnsen's
drug etore, 50c. per bottle.
Is Conjump'.on Incirass-
Read the following: Mr. C. H. Mor
ris, Newark, Ark., says: "Was down
with Abscess of Lungs, and friends and
physicians pronounced me an Incurable
Consumptive. Began taking Dr. King's
New Discovery for Consumption, an
now on my third bottle, and able to over
see the work on my farm. It is tbe finest
medicine ever made."
Jesse Middlewart, Decatur, Ohio, says
"Had it not been for Dr. King's New
Discovery for Consumption I would have
died of lung troubles. Was given up by
doctors. Am now in best of health."
Try it. Sample bottles free at Hartz &
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The best sslve in the world for cats,
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sores, tetter, chapped hands, chilblains,
corns and all skin eruptions, and posi
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in guaranteed to give perfect satisfaction
or money refunded. Price 25 cents per
box. For sale bv Hartz & Bahnsen.
tor Over Fifty Tears
Mrs. Vinslow's Soothing Syrup has
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by a sick child suffering and crying with
pain of cutting teeth send at once and get
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Depend upon it, mothers, thereis no mis
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of the oldest and best female physicians
and nurses in tbe United States. Sold by
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twenty-five cents a bottle. Be sure and
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eat out the heart and sweetness of world
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Makes collections, loans money and will
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We have a most
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Mscnfacturer cf all k'.rdr of
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1409 Second Avenue, Rock Ieland.
Over Looker's Crockery store.
MISS KATE BYRNES.
Laces, Veillncs, Gilt Trimmicgj,
Jet and Gilt Ornaments,
1709 Second avenue,
C. O. r.
221 and 223
Al. Laundry Work done on short notice.
A specialty of Dress Skirts.
Prices as Low as the LoweBt.
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