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Ifm - _ -far fi*sr' ". " - "`T Blessings of Government. Ukk the Dew from Heaven, Should Descend Alike Uson the Rich and the Poor." GW G., K Editor. COVINGTON, ST. TAMMANY PARISH, LA., SATURDAY, JULY 7, 1900. VOL. X.VhNO. 3. "**. ... "" . "'. ... . .. . S...'oO-WAHT" w$'o a Sunday morning. The 4westy-Afth of May. A Sarter past eleven- A flu and sunny day 'Ist' bab In' his cradle Threw out a dimpled han. a4sai "GooWah," so plainly That cl aunderstand. ` kar ,« blid prectiquosl Rte," etle M . I think." " . Said NM: o; t was 'brother.' " Said cook:, "He-wants a drink!" Spoke father: "He said 'ma-ma.' O Sa 1'mother: "He wants you." Said agrandoa: "Pins are in him" o0 what were we to do? Aid evr wB- aedi him, And as t l or and a'r. AuG r waaited morn ya' staptd' House Pihawitan's Nightmare By Katherine Yates. Fi one apple costs two cents, what will six apples cost? Let me see; if one ipple gosts, two cents, six ap ples will cost six times two. which is which is-oh, dear! I always get just so far,apld "then I can never do the rest," and a very large frown puck ered Dorothy's forehead until. it looked like the crinkly pink liberty silk on her own Sunday hat. Then she tipped back in the big rocking chair in the bay window, where she, an arithmetic and a tablet had been having a sort of wrestle, and, making a Suine, large paper wad, she threw it at Pitawitan, the canary, who hung in a gilt cage in the window. SPltawitan did not even dodge, blt only craned his yellow neck a lit tle, eying the bit of paper with beady black eyes, and then began to trill pretty little notes and whistles, final ly breaking into such a volume of song as threatened to burst his little throat. Dorothy looked ashamed and turned beek to her. arithmetic. "If one apple costs two cents-" "Cheap, cheap," called the canary. Dorothy laughed. "Of course they are cheap, Pitawitan." "Well, didn't I say so?" answered Pitaritan. Dorothy pursed up her lips. "Oh, you needn't expect me to be surprised to hear you speak, for if Pusskins and the Guinea pig talk, I suppose that " there is no reason why you should not. I have been expecting it for some time." "Glad it didn't give you a shock," said Pitawitan, sarcastically. "And it's funny," went on Dorothy i an aggrieved tone, "that you furry and-iiathetj folk are so good-natured until you begin to talk, and then you Sas eross and snippy and ill tem pe- red as can be. Here you have been a slin g as happy as anything all moriihg, and now-" "Singing! Who said I was singing? t Who said I was happy?" "Why, I heard you singing my own I self," exclaimed Dorothy, "just as cheerful and jolly even after I threw I that paper wad at you." "Singing!" repeated Pitawitan 1 again disdainfully. "Singing! Do a you call that singing, when I was just sitting here telling you what an I ugly, disagreeable, ill-natured girl 1 you are to throw things at me, mere ly -because you couldn't get your les- t son'uYon call that singing. do you?"r Dorothy looked disturbed. "Were t you ..dlr y falling to me like that? Why, I thought that you were always . - happy when you were singing." "It is not singing, I tell you." cried a Pltawitan, angrily; "It is just talk- .b Ing, and a lot of good it does to talk c to folk in this house, too." "Why!" exclaimed Dorothy, Indig- s nantly; "I think that you have a love- b ly hqe. Ipm sure I'd like to live just a the same way; in a beautiful gold 1 house hang on a spring, so that it 1 sways all the time just like a ham mock; no lessonas to get, and lovely a things to eat; there's a big lump of f sugar in your cage all the time, and that is just the same as if I had as chocolate drop twice as big as my t head to nibble whenever I chose. s I've pseen them as large as that and o always just longed for one. And then j there is your seed; tliat's just the sen as nuts-walnuts and pecans- a and then there's cattle fish, and that's a ajust- the same as--as--well, we'll call v that bread; and then there's always a tnresh fruit, and water, and a lovely glas bathtnb, and a swing where you a can swing whenever you wish-oh, I'd I just love to live in a place like that-- a and no lessons at all," bshe added I Pitawitan looked disgusted as well l1 as he could. "Oh, yes, a lovely life!" u he excaimed. "And how would you a feet St folk sometimes forgot to give a you food all day?" "But there's the asugar," said Dor- b othy. "Well. bow would you like to nave nothing but chocolate drops to eat for a day at a time, and not a drop of fresk water, when they made you so thirsty that you were fairly choked? And then suppose that when you be gan calling for some one to lring you food beeause you were nearly starved, folks would say: 'Do just listen to that dear little bird sing. Isant he quitz.the happiest little fellow that you Se· r' saw? And then when you grow desperate and screech so loud that you sgrty split your throat some one says: iIeak his jolly little heart; hasa't he .the aost joyous song? But it is just a tre~ too shrill. Marie, will you please threw a towel over Pitawitan's cage; he Is a little too noisy.' How would you hlooked grave. "But. Pita witam, how are we to know what you sre asing for, when we can't under n d what yon ay?" "= ereloy by coming to see what I But, anyway, how woeld you tobe hut up in a prison the whole mea it it were a gold oneP It. mnh fan, I can tellyou; and I that you must see me free in o.am for a few minutes once in Sjust to try my wings and get ec im ! I." thougo lit! iWhen I hame a d e pleade e ajs " nut," interrupted Delrthy, "Ineos saw you get down on your knees. didn't know that you had any." "No?" sneered Pitawitan. "Well, I have, even if you didn't know it. Just because they bend backward instead of forward you didn't give them credit for being knees, but I can assure you they are a lot more comfortably ar ranged that way, and it don't wear o. the toes of your new shoes when you kneel (down, either." "But you don't wear shoes," objeet_ Dorothy. "Who said I did?" answered Pit awitan. "Isaid xiour shoes, didn't I?" "Yes," said Dorothy; "but you meant yours." "I did no such thing. How could I mean mine when I haven't sry? You are a dreadfully stupid little girl." Poor Dorothy felt discouraged with the conversation and was about to re turn to her arithmetic, but decided to try once more to turn the talk into pleasanter channels, so she said pres. ently: "Oh, by the way, Pitawitan, how did you happen to come to this country! You were not born here, were you?" "No," said Pitawitan; "I came on nightmare." "On( a what?" exclaimed Dorothy. "On a nightmare. Didn't you ever hear of a nightmare?" "Why, of course, I've beard of them. But how could you come here on one, when it is only a bad dream?" "Well; I did, anyway;- and I've got it yet. I'll tell you about it, "I was born on an island far, far away. and for some months I lived very happily with my father and mother and brothers; and in those days I really did sing. One afternoon while 1 was still quite young my eldest brother found ; large piece of rich fruit cake by the roadside and called us all to come and share it. It was the most delicious thing that I had ever eaten, and I am afraid that I made a regular little pig of myself in m* greediness. My mother warned me to eat lightly of such rich food, but I would not heed her, even when she said at last: " 'If you eat any more of that you Wh certainly have a nightmare.' "'What is a nightmare, mother?' I asked, for I had at that time never heard of one. "'Why. it is a dreadful dream,' she -answered me. 'Perhaps you will dream that wicked men catch you and carry you away. away off, and shut you up in a cage and keep you there, hungry and lonely.' "However, I only laughed and said that I was not afraid of any dream, and went on eating. "Well, when I crept into the nest that night I had a headache and felt heavy and miserable and wished that I had taken mother's advice. "During the first part of the night I did not sleep well, and kept waking in a fright, but at last I went to sleep soundly and dreamed this dream: "I thought that I had slept all night, sad when I awoke in the morning the sun was just beginning to show above the horizon. I hopped out of the nest with my little brothers and flew dowr to the spring for a fresh drink and a bath, and then out to the meadow to pick up a breakfast. As we fluttered about, picking seeds from the gras beads or picking at strawbearies, I flew to a low bush to rest for a moment; but when I would have flown down again I felt my feet held fast by some sticky substance, and I called to my brothers to come quickly and help me. They came at once, but, alas! no sooner did they alight upon the bush than their feet also stuck fast, and, although we futtered and screamed, it was all to no purpose. "And then suddenly I saw coming to t ward us two rough-looking men ear rying wooden cages. and I thought at once of what my mother had said would happen if I ate too much of the fruit cake, and I knew that this was a night mare. I struggled and fluttered and shrieked, in the hope of waking up, but I could not; and one of the cruel men took hold of me roughly, and as he loosened my poor little feet said, care lessly, to his companion: "'We made this birdlime- a bit too stiff this time. It's liable to injure their feet.' And then he put me into a little wooden cage and did the same to my brothers, although of course I knew that they were not really suffering, since this-was only a nightmare of my own; but I screamed and called to them just the same. "They took us to a town near by. tied many eages together and packed them on a boat which carried us across the water, while I sat quietly in my cage and mourned and longed to wake up. "Well, when we had reached land once more we were packed on a train-oh, I was so frightened-and brought many, many miles to this great city. I never spoke or cried. I would dcarce ly eat or drink, I was so weary and lone ly and heartsick. I was taken to a store where were many birds of all kinds, and there at last I found my voice again, for we all began to tell each other our troubles and our misery in being kept in cages as prisoners, and cur fear of the future, and everyone who came in exclaimed: "'How beautifully and joyously these birds all sing! One would not think that they could be so happy in those tiny cages.' "Then one day your mother came looking for a bird for your birthday gift, and she choose me because of my particularly brilliant color-end-here I am." Pitawitan stopped and stood mournfully on one foot. Dorothy looked puzzled. "But. Pita witan, you said it was a dream, a night mare. When di4 you wake up?" "I didn't wake up," said Pitawitan. "But you are not asleep now," argued Dorothy. "Yes, I am. This is all my nightmare -the cage and you and everything." "It isn't sol" cried Dorothy. "I am a real girl! I am not just a part of your old dream." "Yes, you are, too," said Pitawita., emphatically. "I say you are, and it is only a nightmare, for that is what my mother said, and I gues she knows." Dorothy jumped up with lashing eyes. ¶'m not a dream girl-I don't eare what your mother says. Im just as real as you are, as there!" litawMIan's eyes ashed baeck. "Well you'll see," he eried, angrily. "You are "bothlng but a horrid, uyv little dream girl; and just you wait until I wake up, .Wlhere 1il you be themt? And them ee' of them dl. wake up. I wemer which it wp-eib.heig Daily' sense . i ( ' EVERYDAY HIEROLSM It Dr. Talmage Preaches on Common 41 Duties and Rewards. it Worde of Eacouragemeat and Cheer for These Who Toell ond Stra gle--lleroes and Heroimes of Rl o y Life. ( [Copyright. 1100. by Iouls Klopsch.] Washington. " Dr. Talmage, who is now preaching to large audiences in the great cities of England and Scotland, sends this discourse, in which he shows that many who in this world pass as of little im h portance will in the day of final read Sjustment be crowned with high honor; text, II. Timothy ii., 3: "Thou there fore endure hardness." . istorians are not slow to acknowl edge the merits of great military chief d tains. We hare the full-length por ' traits of the Cromwells, the Washing tons, the Napoleons and the Welling. W tons of the world. History is not written in black ink, but red ink of human blood. The gods of human am rr bition do not drink from bowls made out of silver or gold oi precious stones, * but out of the bleached skulls of the , fallen. But 1 am now to unroll before you a scroll of heroes that the world it has never acknowledged-those who faced no guns, blew no bugle blast, u. conquered no cities, chained no cap y tires to their chariot wheels and yet .~ in the great day of eternity will stand I higher than some of those whose le names startled the nations, and aer it aph and rapt spirit and archangel will h tell their deeds to a listening universe. d I mean the heroes of common, every 1t day life. tr In this roll, in the first place, I find Ic all the heroes of the sick room. When . Satan had failed to overcome Job, he o said to God: "Put forth Thy hands I and touch his bones and his flesh, and o he will curse Thee to Thy face." Satan had found out that which we have all n found out, that sickness is the great est test of one's character. A man I who can stand that can stand any !r thing. To be shut in a room as fast as though it were a bastile; to be so i nervous you cannot endure the tap a of a child's foot; to have luscious y fruit, which tempts the appetite of p the robust and healthy, excite our y loathing and disgust when it first ap pears on the platter; to have the rapier d of pain strike through the side or i, across the temples like a razor or, to put the foot in a vise or throw the t whole body into a blaze of fever, yet t there have been men and women, but t more women than men, who have cheerfully endured this hardness. I Through years of exhausting rheuma n tisms and excruciating neuralgias they p have gone and through bodily distress that rasped the nerves and tore the I, muscles and paled the cheeks and e stooped the shoulders. By the dim e light of the sick room taper they saw t on their wall the picture of that land a where the inhabitants are never sick: a Through the dead silence of the night o they heard the chorus of the angels. d The cancer ate away her life from a week to week and day to day, and she * became weaker and weaker, and every "good-night" was feebler than the a "good-night" before, yet never s~d. e The children looked up into her face y and paw suffering transformed into a "good-night" before, yet never sad e The children looked up into her fam Y and paw suffering transformed int< a heavenly; smile. Those who saufere. r on the battlefield amid shot and shel were not more heroes and heroine h than those who, in the feld hospita I and In the asylum, had fevers whie" no ice could cool and no surgery cure No shout of a comrade to cheer them but numbness and aching and home t sickness-yet willing to suffer, coni I dent in God, hopeful of Heaven. He t roes of rheumatism. Heroes of neu ralgia. Heroes of spinal complaint I Heroes of sick headache. Heroes o , lifelong iarvalidism. Heroes and her I oines! They shall reign forever and eever. Hark! I catch just one note of the eternal anthem: "There shall be no more pain!" Bless God fro I that! r In this roll I also find the heroes o e toll who do their work uncomplain ingly. It is comparatively easy t< SZend a regiment into battle when yo. .know that the whole nation will ap I plaud the victory; it is comparatively eaqy to doctor the sick when you know that your skill will be appreci I ated by a large company of friend, and relatives; it is comparatively easy .o address an audience when in the gleaming eyes and flushed cheeks you know that your sentiments are adopt ed. But to do sewing when you ex peet the employer will come and thrust his thumb through the wor to show how imperfect it is or to have the whole garments thrown back o you, to be done over again; to build a wall and know there will be no one to any ypu did it well, but only a swearing employer howling across the scaffold; to work until your eyes are dim and your back aches and your heart faints, and to know that if you stop before night your children will starve-ah, the sword has not slain so many as the needle! The great battlefields of our civil war were not Gettysburg and Shiloh and South Mountain. The great battlefields were in the arsenals and in the shops and in the attics, wherewomen made army jackets for a sixpence. They toiled on until they died. They had no funeral eulogium, but, in the nam of my God, this day, I enroll their names among those of whom the world was not worthy. Heroes of the needlel Heroes of the sewing ma chine! Heroes of the attie! Heroes of the cellar! Heroes and heroines! Bless God for thewl In this roll I also and the heroes who have uncomplainingly endured .smestic injustices. They are men who, for their tall and anxiety, have so sympathy in their homes. Ex bhastlng appiliation to business gets them a livelihood, but an unfrugal wife scatters it He s tfretted at from the moment he eaters the door until be comes out of it-the exasperations of bedness li augmented by the e=asperations of domestic life. Suc men are laughed at, but they have a heartbreaslr tribls, and the would have labg dge gou into p paihng dissipation bat for the gra et God, t today strew with the mat eaom ea doeatm e Inatlty, have tens of thousands or drunkards to day, made such.by their wives. That is not poetry; that is prose. But the wrong is generally in the opposite di *fl rection. You would not have to go far to find a wife whose life is a per petual martyrdom-something hear ier than the stroke of a fist, unkind* words; staggering home at midnight r and constant maltreatment, which have left her only a wreck of what she was on that day when in the midst of a brilliant assemblage the vowswere taken, and full organ plaSyed the wedding march, and the carriage rolled away with the benediction of is the people. What was the burning os of Latimer and Ridley at the stake ny compared with this? Those men soon became unconscious in the fire, but td- there is a 30 years' martyrdom, a 50 o.; years' putting to death, yet uncom re plaining. No bitter words when the rollicking companions at two o'clock l- in the morning pitch the husband ef- dead drunk into the front entry. No bitter words when wiping from the - swollen brow the blood struck out in ig a midnight carousal. Bending over lg the battered and bruised form of him who when he took her from her of father's home promised love and kind de ness and protection, yet nothing but sympathy and prayers and forgive he ness before they are asked for. No re bitter words when the.family -Bible Id goes for rum and the pawnbroker's ho shop gets the last decent dress. Some at, day, desiring to evoke the story of her sorrows, you say: "Well, how et are you getting along now?" and, ad rallying her trembling voice and se quieting her quivering lip, she says: er- "Pretty well, I thank you; pretty ill well." She never will tell you. In the delirium of her last sickness she may tell all the other secrets of her life time, but she will not tell that. Not ad until the books of eternity are opened en on the throne of judgment will ever he be known what she has suffered. Oh, da ye who are twisting a garland for the ad victor, put it on that pale brow! an When she is dead the neighbors will in beg linen to make her a shroud, and ,t- she will be carried out in a plain box, an with no silver plate to tell her years, . for she has lived a thousand years of at trial and anguish. The gamblers and so swindlers who destroyed her husband p will not come to the funeral. One car us riage will be enough for that funeral of --one carriage to carry the orphans ur and the two Christian -women who p. presided over the obsequies. er But there is a flash, and the opening or of a Celestial door and a shout: "Lift to up your head, ye everlasting gate, and he let her come in!" And Christ will et step forth and say: "Come in. Ye at suffered for me on earth; be glorified e with me in Heaven." What is the M, highest throne in-Heaven? You say: a- "The throne of the Lord God Almighty ey and the Lamb." No doubt about it. ss What is the next highest throne in he Heaven? While I speak it seems to id me it will be the throne of the'drunk m ard's wife, if she with cheerful pa , tience endured all her earthly torture. Hd Heroes and heroines! ; I find also in this roll the heroes of ., Christian charity. We all admire the George Peabodys and the James Len oxes of the earth, who give tens and hundreds of thousands of dollars to good objects. But I am speaking now e of those who out of their pinched pov erty help others-of such men as those Christian missionaries at the west e who proclaim Christ to the people, one of them, writing to the secretary in New York, saying: "I thank yot 6r that $25. Until yesterday we have had no meat in our house for three months. We have suffered terribly. My children have no shoes this win ter." And of those people who have only a half loaf of bread, but give a piece of it to others who are hungrier, and of those who have only a scuttle of coal, but help others to fuel, and of those who have only a dollar in their pocket and give 25 cents to some body else, and of that father who wears a shabby coat, and of that moth er who wears a faded dress, that their children may be well appareled. You r call them paupers or ragamufdfns or emigrants. I call them heroes and heroines. You and I may not know where they live or what their name is. God knows, and they have more angels hovering over them than you and I have, and they will have a higher seat in Heaven. They may have only a cupful of cold water to give a poor a traveler or may have only picked a splinter from under the nail of a S child's finger or have put only two r mites into the treasury, but the Lord knows them. Considering what they had, they did more than we have ever done, and their faded dress will be come a white robe, and the small room will be an eternal mansion, and the old hat will be exchanged for a coronet of victory, and all the applause of earth and all the shouting of Heaven will be drowned out when God rises up to give His reward to those humble workers in His Kingdom, and say to them: "Well done, good and faithful servant." You have all seen or heard of the rains of Melrose abbey. I suppose in some respects they are the most ex quaiste ruins on earth. And yet, look ing at it I was not so Impressed-you may set it down to bad taste-but I was not so deeply stirred as I was at a tombstone at the foot of that abbey, the tombstone placed by Walter Scott over the grave of an old rnan who had served him for a good many years in his house-the inscription most insig nificant, and I defy any man to stand there and read it without tears com ing into his eyes-the epitaph: "Well done, good and faithful servant." Oh, when our work is over, will it be found that, because of anything we have done for God or the caurch or suffer ing humanity, that such an inscrip tion is apgropriate for us? God grant itl Who are those who were bravest and deserved the greatest monument, Lord Claverhouse and his burly soldiers or John Brown, the Edinburgh carrier and his wife? Mr. Atkins, the perse cuted minister of Jesus Christ, in Scot land was secreted by John Brown and his wife, and Ciaverhouse rode up one day with his armed men and shouted in froneat of the house. John Brown's little girl eame out. He said to her: "We,.miss, is Mr. Atkins here?" She madelo answer, for she ould not be tray the minister of the Gospel. "HBa" Claverhouse saild, thqn you are a chip of the old blok,are you? I havesome thing !a my poket for yo. It is a. nsaggay. Some epleeslflita thmeib roft.~hutl· aurMll L~ili, a aIP~lAb he got off his horse and he put it e. the little girl's hand and began to turn it until the bones cracked and she tried. He said: "Don't cry! don't cry! This isn't a thumbscrew, this is a nosegay." And they heard the child's cry, and the father and mother came out, and Claverhouse said: "Ha! It seems that you three have had your holy heads together, determined to die like all the rest of your hypocritical, canting.snivelingcrew. Rather thangive up good Mr. Atkins, pious Mr. Atkins, you would die. I have a telescope with me that will improve your vision," and he pulled out a pistol. "Now," he said, "you old pragmatic, lest you should catch cold in this cold morning of Scot land and for the honor and safety of the king, to say nothing of the glory of God and the good of our souls, I will proceed simply and in the neatest and most expeditious style possible to blow your brains out." John Brown fell upon his knees and began to pray. "Ah," said Claver house, "look out, if you are going to pray; steer clear of the king, the coun cil and Richard Cameron." "O Lord," said John Brown, "since it seems to be Thy will that I should leave this world for a world where I can love Thee better and serve Thee more, I put this poor widow woman and these helpless, fatherless children into Thy hands. We have been together in peace a good while, and now we must look forth to a better meeting in Heaven. And as for these poor creatures, blind folded and infatuated, that stand be fore me, convert them before it is too late, and may they who have sat in judgment in this lonely.place on this blessed morning upon me, a poor, de fenseless fellow creature-may they in the last judgment find that mercy which they have refused to me, thy most unworthy but faithful servant. Amen." He arose and said: "Isabel, the hour has come of which I spoke to you on the morning when I proposed hand anad heart to you, and are you willing now, for the love of God, to let me die?" She put her arms around him and said: "The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away. Blessed is the name of the Lord.". "Stop that sniveling," said Claverhouse. "I have had enough of It. Soldiers, do your work. Take aiml Fire!" And the head of John Brown was scattered on the ground. While the wife was gathering up in her apron the fragments of her husband's head-gathering them up for burial Claverhause looked into her face and said: "Now, my good woman, how do you feel now about your bonnie man?" "Oh," she said, "I always thought weel of him; he has been very good to me; I had no reason for thinking anything but weel of him, and I think better of him now." "Oh, what a grand thing it will be in the last day to see God pick out his heroes and heroines. Who are those paupers of eternity trudging of from the gates of Heaven? Who are they? The Lord Claverhouses and the Herods and those who had scepters and crowns and thrones, but they lived for their own aggrandizement, and they broke the heart of nations. He roes of earth, but paupers in eternity. I beat the drums of their eternal de spair. Woe, woe, woel But there Is great excitement in Heaven. Why those long processions? Why the booming of that great bell in the tower? It is coronation day in Heaven. Who are those riing on the thrones with crowns of eternal roy alty? They must have been great peo pie on the earth, world renowned people. No. They taught in a ragged school. Taught in a ragged schooll Is that all? That is all. Who are those souls waving scepters of eternal dominion? Why, they are little chil dren who waited on invalid mothers. That all? fliat Is all. She was called "Little Mary" on earth. She is an ema press now. Who are that great multi tude on the highest thrones of Hear en? Who are they? Why, they fed the hungry; they clothed the naked; they healed the sick; they comforted the heartbroken. They never found any rest until they put their head down on the pillow of the sepulcher. God watched them. God laughed de fiantly at the enemies who put their t heels hard down on these, His dear children, and one day the Lord struck His hand so hard on His thigh that the Omnipotent sword rattled in the buckler as He said: "I am their God, and no weapon formed against them shall prosper." What harm can the world do you when the Lord Almighty with un sheathed sword fights for you? I I pireach this sermon for comfort. Go home to the place just where God has a put you to play the hero or the he- d roine. Do not envy any man his v money or his applause or his social po r sition. Do not envy any woman her t wardrobe or her exquisite appear-n ance. Be the hero or the heroine. If there be no flour in the house and you do not know where your children are to get bread, listen, and you will heatr something tapping against the win dow pane. Go to the window, and you will find it is the beak of a raven, and open the window, and there will ly in the messenger that fed Elijah. Do I you think that the God who grows the e cotton of the south will let you freeze v for lack of clothes? Do you think p that the God who allowed His dis- e plea on Gabbath morning to go into . the grainfeld and then take the grain e and rub it with their hands and ead do you think God will let you starve? c Did you ever hear the experience of h that old man: "I have been young e and now am old, yet I have never - seen the righteous forsaken or his t seed begging bread." Get up out a of your discouragement, 0 troubled p soul. 0 sewing woman, 0 man kicked a and enffed by unjust employers; 0 ye who are hard beset in the battle of life and know not whieh way to turn, . O you bereft one, 0 you siek one with a complaints you have told to no one, . come and get the comfort of this sub. h ject. Listen to our great Captain's - cheer: "To him that uvereometh will I give to eat of the fruit of the tree of life which is in the midst of the Paradise of God." aternallsm st Geememy. Hamburg polieemen wateh the street ears closely, and If they fand a ear which carries a single passenger more than the number allowed by law the conductor is ned 72 cents. Sam Joes deesa'"tllke the l aare an or the moderalned md L ife, 4 tha Meis Cd ume,*I-I. pp e, tb lIini FARMER AND PLANTER THE SOUTH FOR POULTRY. Some of the AdvatagA Pesasaseed by the Soathern Farmer for aPoultr, alsa.g, The south is quickly forging to the front in poultry culture. A few years ago the majority of good birds exhibit ed at the southeran shows were birds purchased of eastern breedert, but the tide is turning. Exhibitors that purer cha!e birds from the east with the ex ~eetation of winning laurels for their yards anre met with defeat by southern blred stock. The poultry breeders of the south are sounding their slogans, end are rendy to do battle, to compete in the show with the breeders of the east. Our war ery is: "Well meet all comers, we fear no foe." Several of our southern breedrs have crossed the Ohio with the fowls to meet the eastern ltreeders on their own ground and in strong competition they were victiri cus, and carried off the honors hotly c.natested for. Considering the short tune the south has been .ngaged in thoroughbred poultry. the show rec ords made by southern stock are re markable. This. alone goes to show that the sunny south has been engaged in thoroughbred poultry, the show ree crds made by southern stock are re markable. This alone goes to show that the sunny south is the natural home of the fancy and business hen. With our milder climate and short winters we have a great advantage over northern breeders. We seldom have more than a few cold days at one time, hence the birds are never elosely confined for any length of time. With the exception of a week or two our fowls can roam and forage throughout the winter. The little sprigs of juicy bluegrass that spring up on any warm winter day afford splendid pasture for our birds. Green food. of this kind is better, healthier and cheaper than the cut and stewed clover hay which northern breeders re sort to as a substitute. What is most essential in proftable poultry farming? Good healthy birds are well developed. With our late win ters ' younger birds have the ad vantage of a longer.season ma which to grow and mature; we can thereby secure large bodies and good, strong frames that are so much desired in breeding stock. When winter begins our birds have attained their growth and are ready to do the work required of them. The south is just awakening to oth er advantages that are offered to the poultry industry. Poultry here has been neglected. That is it was not looked upon as a paying c-rop. Only a few hens were kept to supply the de mand for the house. In the last few years the farmers began to realise the vaiue of poultry product, and have gone to work earnestly to build up this business. In a few years from now the south will be looked upon as the authority and leader in the poultry world. We at one time looked upon the large broiler plants and egg ranhbes of the east with envy. We envy them no more. In connection with our as tional advantages, we have equally as great shipping facilities. With these two allies, we can sown eclipse the east, and make the south the ideal place for egg farming; we can produce eggs in winter almost as cheap as in summer. We also have cheaper feed and labor. This alone induces us to compete with northern eggs. We find that fresh eggs in winter command a higher price in the market than the cold storage prod uct; hotels, restaurants, private and public institutions are beginning to re alize at what loss cold storage eggs are purchased, and are willing to and do pay a premium for the fresh product. I am convinced that the demand for fresh southern eggs will soon he as great as the demand for our early fruits and vegetables. Broiler plants require a larger esp ital to begin, also considerable knowl edge as to marketing. but there is no reason whatever that we should not be able to supply part of the demand for broilers. Everything is in our favor. The market we can soon learn, and in a short time make the poultry exports of the south one of the greatest items or, in other words, outclass any other product. Kentucky is world famous for its dairy and beef cattle. The grandest of shorthorns are bred and reared here. Her horses have been equally success ful throughout the world. Why uild not our poultry make a record afgoed and win a name as glorious? We ean do it, and will do it! Not alone will we make the claim, but we are getting ready to prove that the south is the ideal place for poultry culture.-Cor. Faney Fowls. THE IDEAL PORK 800. Pasper Mead Petrs the Texas swine breeder' Aseeledtear by A W. Pnrret. The question as to just what type of hog will best promote the development of that animal for the final bjecet for which he exists-the production of pork at the lowest cost worth the larg esat amount of net profit-is one of more than ordinary interest to all classes of hog rlaers. The small, fancy type embraces that class of hbegs that are below medium in ise, small bones, short, smooth evenly rounded form; fine, silky hair, short nose and wide face. Animals of this claps pre easily kept fat, as a ral., make an attrative appearance and are popNlra with these fanciers whose ais is to tidere the fmy of thdr eta. toamers, ather than furanlWpoduaeers with predtable feeders. aSue aslmals as feeders under averi treatmet, and an almost excluasve cors ratien, would hardly weigh more than -oe hundred and fit to one hundred and a seventy-Ave pouh, at ten to twelve months old; bst,.4wlng to their at trgativtappaisee, waould probabl: sell Arve to ceats a.n. per ba· e dred than the average of vme lse 1 hOEL teat were munch younger. ae rarterestics of those termed large maed arc,extremely large frames, unusual length of body; legs and feet large, hair and -everal appesembee i showang a tendency to tose m.l When tfaly developed these 1 h 1 snads towarlgfrum lxi. Ightber 4 ly are much harder to keep m miake able condition than the small type, re. quiring from twelve to sixteen months to so far develop as to fatten easily. This necessitates a long continued course of feeding (extending through extremes of heat and cold. to mature them, which so increases the coat of production as to greatly reduce the profits on them as feeders. s The ideal feeders in my judgment, should be animals something near as average between these two extremes; of slightly above average length. Satocky feet and legs, brand back a slightly arched, thick hams and deep sides; asimals that, with good ordi nary feeding, will keep in good lesh from pighood to marketable age, and when ready for market, at eight to tea months, will weigh from two hundred and twenty-five to two hundred and seventy-five pounds. I believe there s e n more important quality qin the Smake-up of the hog intended for pork at a good profit, than that of easy fat n, tening at any age. If the market un expectedly advanees, or the prlee of feed gets too high, the hog should be in condition to sell at once. The im I, portant point with the pork raiser I the type of animal to use to produce the most profitable feeder. It is well known that the tendency of the core fed hog as a producer is to degenerate. e get smallkr with each sueceeding w generation, finally resulting in the small sized, small boned type, too small to produce the desirable porker. rt Then, in order to keep up the stand r ard to the proper size it is necessary m to add new blood from those anlmahl at that have been fed for the develop r meat of bone and muscle, in feet ani . legs, as well as for larger size of Stfrsme.-Farm and Ranch. ie seIeeas tn Iast Trees. he This requires great care, as there are so many things to be considered, especially if ordering from agents. There is one general fault that r should be looked out for. The head of most young trees is stirted too low or Stoo near the ground. They are of good proportion to look nice when you get them, or, in other words, when small and oat of the ground, but when they are set you will And them too low to work around with a team and they bsve to be trimmed or praned so that iy they will grow or start out .straight Z up, and then when they are large and a et to bearng are more apt to split down, and then they are spoiled. The side branches may be cut of and the upright branch left to grow a year or - two, then clip of the top and another ead will be thm started, bet this will ts aet the tree a year or so beh;ad. Some t nurserymen are not careful enough a about keeping the suekers or smal a branches ert of the trunks or bodies of the trees. If they are left too long e they. of course, get large and when , they are cut of will leave a bad sear i or knot, and the trees are stunted more or less. I have seen trees for l which a good price was paid that were hardly At to set at all on this aooua*. -Cor. Narcnal Stockman. UemRvntlnag srieees. Thorough and systematic cultiva tion and fertiliation or orehards, old or young. will pay. In fact, they should reeeive as much attention In this respect as eorn or track r rop. 1 remember old fruit trees on my jatber's farm, in an old fled which had not been in cultivation for anany years. These trees yielded searcely any fruit. On coming into possession of the place, I determined to plant a crop of corn on that field. It was well worked and heavily man'nred. The tree required a good deal of trimming to enable me to work around them. The next year all of the treee bore some fruit, whclh was better than any I had seen on them before. I contin ned to cultivate and fertillAe, with the result that most of the trees began to produce good, proitable crop of fruit -Cor. Epitomist. HRBE AND THRLB -Where there is no pa.tarage In winter, there should be no bogs. -Oil meal is made from fax seed, cotton seed meal is not. Note the di- I. inction. -The man who shoots on- bird and saves one berry perpetuates a thou. sand bugs, good for several berriesa ealch. -When an old sow has proven her I value as a breeder, don't replace her with a younger one. "When you have a giod thing, keep it." SIn every degitimate business it is 1 the man who has mastered the details Swho succeeds. Experts are always well paid. Farmeing is not an exception. --Watch the hens when feeding, and whenever they cease to strive for the grain cease to spread it before thenm. Then, if their appetities are pot fully satisfied, let them hustle ant rcriteg. It wl do them good. -Many farmers fall to make their labor pmedtable because they do not work systematically. While they re. egnlze the importance of system to any other business, they practically deny it in their own. It is reported that the insert Voelal Cardinalls introduced in California t. aentroy its natural prey, scale insects, has succeeded to well it is in danger of extermination Itself, from starva tfan. --It is estimated that a crop of core ea eme acre, weighlag lr ... pouds for the entire plant, coaones in It, growth about ,l00(',i0 pounds of wn teu. In case of drought, It c(asumes less sad produces les. The crop takes up about Ma pounds of water for erery pond of assimilated plnt food. Gen. Jastrunmid, Lushi.sa stat. emmiasionae of agrilture, reparts thirty-four f.armes' Institutes held in that state -rantiy, al well attedsd and interest therein laere.ing. ie. hopes for adl .mistl peoerms for .* athates tram the general soemnbly. --Very few famer amee say vow ed ci their euesatios by which lthey may ateramse the mm.set par . ore lss of the yeatr's earathe, rat their nttle, wer sheep. If there be a kis, it ean net be leeted etar d.d e,, bumt ml ,t as ads m theU, f tmre - ý. --Faah Re k a i uu A DIseese Tsat 1 yr 3aseJ .aeeted T"=wesh CpGetW and Iow. This is a very distrensds asd Ofgm serious form of conjp~etlvitis, or alammation of the amueous covering the eyeball sad the lncdAs its name implies, it is usuallya4t to the membrane which lines the s but it may also creep on to the eye portion, and even when It dod14ot it often excites ether tro.bleti tm which may endanger the sight the disease is much less yommoe d~ used to be. At one time it wm.amsst constantly to be found in., o an asylums, schools, armies, a wn numbers of people lived t.ogell i more or.less intimate co.nte, .mt often in euch places extensiveeide lte of the disease eeurred. .: We now know, says Yputh'sComR ion, that the trouble is contaagis,ad may be spread heom one per te tern other through the common upe e.-4Lw el,pillowsandso forth; and thUhl5s w edge has led to a marked reduttidy in the prevalence of the athsloa through the enforeemeut of isoltla and the observance of greater eileaul ness. The disease usually begins m--ate form with redness of theeyb., swell ing of the lids, itching and waterlngot the eyes, and an extreme intideratien of light. The eyes feel hor asdtLder, and therels usually & slight .gaiy discharge. At this stage the symptoms a- e the same as those of an ordinary eoejuse tivitis or cold in the eye, but when the acute stage begins to subside the'eye do not get well. Theundersartfes at the lids becomes, covere with little granules of a deep red color. After awhile these granulations mby lcer ate, and then the diesharge fere the eye iaereases-sm becomes thek and ," yeFlliplh.is ,, t is some times very slight in degree, the mem brane lining the lids becomre dry and parehmest-lik, and nmteeUl liag the lids itnard,.so that the lrn against the eyeball. This esuses irritation, blood s siuhr grew down overthe upper partanda4esby mass form which Semass as a perma nent disigurement, as well as an im pediment to vision when b encroahees upon the pupilb. . Thetreatment ofgranular ld very dfleiult, for the diseasels eceedisgl " obstinate. For this reusoe arintion is a matter of the atmeb t ipOrtanee. A child whe saers frm this, or any eye aeection, should have his own wash basin, soap, towels, napkiis and handkerchiefs. He should sleepsonhme, and in every pesible way oldhe preventeed from coplaigin close e.ntact with others . s o lo at least stiere b' any discharge froemake .te i m ----c e A oeek Assets wg 'rte s 1r s perteses with a Wee a Omatwl. "I've gone beck to Wy irst ove, the great Celebrated Cnmpeadi, of aUni I versal Knowledge, bo in def sadn sold at a price witMn thd reach of all," said the book uet, with4 sagh, relates the Detroit re s. "The other day the head member of -the firm that I am praud :. rresent called me into his private ooee and showed me a book that the irit had inst lssued. It was a boek - dogs, t telling how to take eareof them, what i to feed, what to do fer. the mange how to tell a mastif from a pug, how to hsndle a mad dog-in ft t "was a - regular dog eneylpedla, buead in cloth and sol at a popular eqe. The moment I set eyes on that book I saw great possibilities in t. I hkew fro.u bitter experience that nearly every one kept a dog; sad, no matter what kind of a cross-eyed prp it m t be, the owner couldn't be oavineed. that his own particular dog warit the finest dog on earth. I m4 ap my mind that there was a fortune in the sale of that book, and I sedured the exelusive right to this city before I left the odee. Cautioning tie head member of the srm to keep the preams going, so there would be a p ible chance of a shortage, I started ouat to place the great work before.the pub. lie. The irst home that I strnek.my hopes reeeived a niuden chill. I was no sooner nla the yard than a big dog came tearing aread the crner of the hone and made for .me. There was ouy one thing to do, and I did it I made for a tree that was anes ad managed to get ot of the way be fore the beast arrived. As he showed no desire to leave, I yells for help, A man came to the door, sa, after calmly looking the situation ever, asked me what I wanted. "'I am selling a work on dogs.' I said,. rahr weakly, tlf qi peel tion is ithe frue. It teblYl1a to cmar the mange, what to feed, whet to-' 'Well,' sail d , eUmiag , ei pail it to Tige, and I· he gares o g about it I'll buy it.' And with that he went inside and shut the door. "For two mortal hour that miser able cur sat under the tree sad liked his chop. Then the owa ca-me to the door again and said it was time Tige had his dinner and that I eoual ha xplaining the beek to him aft er he got throug. If he hadn"t called that doaway Iust as bh did Tig would have had his dinner ight under that tree, and the frm wedld have been short me boos aget. As far as I am coeerd, evey esumed dog in this city may die of the mauge. In fieet I hope they wlll" Petas. inseeiAm. Il two captfls of mashheueoto and half a cupful of huttes e; two eggs, whites and yels, ant Unf a capful of perpetual ye astJe b the rule gives. Iat this aspmagomlt til it Is very light, ai as emugh warm, sifted baread for to e tra ass daugh. fz this Mb s It is very islef t Meemies, as aeep eigh· egpg4