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•r Tie LorzanxuWx n published every Thur
d6y and Sunday at 114, Carondelet Stret, New
Wmn. G. BROWN,---Editor.
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In the endeavor to establish another
epubhlican journal in New Orleans, the
proprietors of the LotusrAwIAi, propose to
to fi1 a necessity which has been long, and
sometimes painfully-felt to exist. In the
transition state of our people, in their strug
gliag efforts to attain that position in the
Body Politic. which we conceive to be their
due, it is regarded that much information,
guidance, encouragement, counsel and
reproof have been lost, in consequence of
the lack of a medium, through which these
deficiencie might be supplied. We shall
trinve to make the LoVruISu AX a desideratum
in these respects.
As our motto indicates, the LorsuAxu
shall be Republican tr all times and under
ac circuMftances" We shall advocate the
,.curity and enjoyment of broad civil liberty,
the absolute equality of all men before the
law, and an impartial distribution of honor
and patronage to all who merit them.
Desirous of allaying animosities, of
oblterating the memory of the bitter past,
of promoting harmony and union among all
claws and between all interests, we shall
advocate the removal of ll political
disbilities , foster kindness and forbearance,
where malignity and resentment reigned,
and svek for fairness and justice where
roug and oppression prevailed. Thus
,::m',te in our aims and objects, we shall con
I ok-. vubest interests, elevate our noble
State. to an enviable position among her
iLt.er States, hby the development of her il
hln.tlb,, rlesorces and secure the full bene
It of the mighty changes in the history and
conlitiou of the pople and the country.
Believing that there can be no true
lbe.rty without the supremacy of law, we
hall urge a strict and undiscriminating
administration of justice.
We shall support the doctrine of an
einltable division of taxation among all
,a';, a faithful collection of the revenues,
ec~,onmy} in the expenditures, conformably
with the exigencies of the State or country
and th,, discharge of every legitimate
We shall sustain the carrying out of the
provisions of the act establishing our
rommon school system, and urge as a
1'ramount duty the education of our youth,
i vitally connected with their own enlight.
ent, and the security and stability of a
Republican Government.
By a gene~h,u, manly, independent, and
judicious conduct, we shall strive to rescue
our paper, from an ephemeral, and tempo
rary exitence, and establish it upon a basis,
that if we cannot *. command," we shall at
all events . deserve" msuccess
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Thorwaldsen's Lion, gray and grim,
Rock in his rocky lair,
Oh who would rend his lily from him,
*p Glowered 6ut with angry glare.
I mused awhile the sculptured stone,
My pilgrim staffin hand;
Then turned to hold my way alone,
And lone, from land to land.
But God had other hap in store:
Even as I turned I met
A manly eye ne'er seen before
I seem to see it yet!
Vanish the changeful years between,
Like morning-smitten rack;
As, morning-like, that crescent scene
Comes dawning swiftly back.
Again, above, that mellow noon
And soft Swiss heaven doth yearn;
Frowns still on us in pilgrim shoon
The Lion of Lucerne.
Once more each other's hands we take,
The pan-words fy betwixt;
Though slack the speed that speech may make,
When heart with heart is mixed.
I see the green Swims lake asleep,
And Right in her dream;
We croes the lake, we climb the steep,
To watch the world agleam.
The paths are many up the slope,
And many of the mind;
We catch the flying clue of hope,
And wander where they wind.
The paths are fresh, the pastures green,
In walk or talk traversed;
The Apland meadows' grassy sheen
With many a streamlet nursed;
And the fair meadows of the soul,
Forever fresh with streams
From the long hights of youth that roll,
The Righi Culm of dreams.
We speak of summits hard to gain,
And, gained, still hard to keept
Of pleasure bought with glorious pain,
Of tears 'twas Heaven to weep;
And of a blessed Heavenly Friend
That struggled with us still,
Breaking the blows else like to bend
The lonely human will;
Or with some sudden vital touch,
At pinch of sorest need;
Lifted our little strength too much,
And energized our deed.
Our talk flows on, through strain or rest,
As up the steep we go;
Each untried track of thought seems best
In hope's prelusive glow.
We loiter while the sun makes haste,
But we shall yet sit down
To watch the gleams of sunset chased
From mountain crown to crown.
Too long, t o late-the splendor went
Or e'er we reached the goal;
But a splendor had dawned that will never
be spent
That day on either soul!
The Independent
There is a never-failing law pervading
nature, that whatever results are to be
produced are dependent upon and pro
p ;rtioned to the labor, ene: gy and wisdom
expended. Every farmer recognizes this
in the preparation of his land. He
knows that he can only receive from it in
one form what it possesses in another,
and he hastens to restore, in the shape of
fertilizers, the elements which he has
drained from it in his last crop. So if
we would obtain muscular power from
the horse, or rich milk from the cow, we
must feed them bountifully with nutri
tious food; and according to the quality
and amount of the nutriment we give
will be the nresults we receive.
All human life is governed by the
same unfailing law. Civilization is the
resnlt of the nutriment afforded to the
whole receptive powers of man. His
physical, mental and moral nature re
ceives food of infinite variety, and of
different degrees; hence the various
developments we witnees. It is strange
that we are so ready to acknowledge the
operation of this law, and to follow its
teachings in all that is physical, and yet
so slow to admit its equal potency in our
mental and moral organization.
We see, for example, the man of busy
cares shutting himself graduasly away
from social lif, giving up his friends,
relinquishing his reanding, denying him
self recreation, and devoting all the ener
gioe of his nature to the one engrossing
purpose of making money. Is it any
wonder if his mind shrivel, and his heart
contract, and his whole manhood become
small and thin? As well might we
expect to raise a lauxurious plant without
tenriehing the soil, or to develop musular
power without giving food, s to prodone
a full, rich and generous natuire without
giving it the varied sstem mee it caevs.
There are some who not only themselves
endure this mental penury, but inflict it
on their families. They are so thor
oughly imbued with a miscalled spirit
of utilitarianism as to discourage all that
does not immediately tend to economy
of time or money. Taste and beauty do
not adorn their dwellings. Flowers,
pictures and music are despised as friv
olous and time-consuming. Their fam
ilies are deprived of the eloquent lecture,
the pleasurable concert, the interesting
paper or magazine, the elevating volume,
because they cannot appreciate the coin
in which their cost is repaid.
It is generally conceded belief that to
these two featfres we must look for some
indication of a man's true character,
Noses shapely, or shapeless; brows low
as the Greek Demeter's, or high as the
dome shaped forehead of Olympian Jove
himself; chins peaked, rounded or square;
all go to make up certain forms, or
contour--nothing more.
But to the eyes leaps the subtle unde
finable thought of man. Tutor them as
you will, brighten their surface with shalt
low smiles, or false tenderness, there will
be moments when the guard is down, and
the true soul of the man looks out
through these windows so trebly glazed
by art. It may be but a second of time,
but it will be like the flash of lightning
which makes visible the fearful chasm.
After this revelation the man can never
deceive you into a belief of the peaceful
smiling life he seems to lead.
Some writer has truly said, "Other fea
tures are made for us, but wS make the
mouth for ourselves." Its lines never lie.
The eyes are tractable to the will, save
at intervals, but no amount of art or
duplicity can disguise the expression of
the mouth. Day by day, hour by hour,
the passions and propensities of men
mould the facile lines until they harden
into a key to their most secret soul.
There are imperious mouths, either
curved or straight, but with the signet of
pride on every hard line. Sensuous
mouths, with full voluptuous lips, which
seem to hold the savor of animal enjoy
ments. Avaricious months, dawn to
gether as tightly as a miser's purse
strings. Weak, capricious mouths, with
flexible, changing lines, which are never
at rest Sensitive mouths with a little
quiver in the lips, like heart-beats, and
which are never far from tears either
shed or unshed. There is the vain con
ceited mouth with a smirk upon it, and
the pitiful mouth, with its grief bent
corners like the Psiche's as she watched
the flight of Love.
If these two featuras, eyes and mouth,
contradict each other, trust the last alone.
The eyes are sad liars, and can be school
ed to any part. We have seen them
tender and dreamy, as if fall of gentle
memories of pleasant places, whilst the
month was a veritable "sans merci,"
which seemed clamped by an iron will
and cruel heart. A noted English crim
inal was marked by these contradictions
In confessing his crimes in their most
disgusting details, his eyes placidly
smiled on, whilst the month, vile and
brutal, was in itself a revelation, without
the fearful words which issued from it.
There are certainly mouths which ex
press nothing, but then the character is
drawn in neutral tints. Others too pretty
to be criticised, so rich are they in color,
so graceful in lines and curves. But we
have seen a perfect Cunpid's bow expres
ill-nature and folly, and another, both
large and pale, yet so eloquent of all
sweetness ip its expression, tnst we
thought of Minna in the fairy tale, and
almost looked to see a pear ripple as she
opened her lips.
There is one fact, however, in con
nection with this subject upon which
there can be no dissentient voice. How
ever tastes may differ as to the shape,
beauty, and een expresion of human
lips, we would defy a month as perfect as
that of the Clytic to utter a tale of
scandal, or a malicious insinuation, and
retain its charm in the eyese of men. Like
some of the illuminations in old MSS, a
few graceful irj held in themselves a
world of evil nanug. As time passes
on, these soft lj of youth with the sig
net, day by dq, growing more manifeat,
harden intoth one rqling emtessi n
of thesoal. dPime works with astyls,
and all mensn.u mad his earadters
when old age deepened thees beond
ja . .
There used to be some meaning inthis
advice. I propose, in this year of our
Lord, 1871, that it be amended after this
fashion: Bear it like a Woman.
The papers are full of aecounts ofmen
who, having failed in business, or been
crossed in love, or having had their shirt
bosoms ironed t'e wrong way, or failing
to see the same number of plums in the
conjugal pudding that their mothers
used to put in, have fled from wives and
children into the far anknown, where
shirts and puddings are not.
Now when I look about me, and see
the number of patient, toiling women,
hoping against hope every day, and
bravely struggling on, with only God
and their own consciences as witness, or
encouragement of their quiet heroism, I
feel as though it were about time the
above proverb should be expunged from
books of advice.
Bear it like a manl Did you ever se
a man sick? Did you ever listen to his
"oh's!" and "ah's!" and "dear me's!" at
passing twinges of pain that would never
have elicited a wink from a womans,
eyes? Did you ever trot up and down
stairs, and into my gentlemen's chamber,
to bring this footstool and that pillow,
and this blanket and that comforter, to
be rejected as soon as brought? Did you
ever pull down curtains, only to pull them
up again; open doors only to close them;
bring newspapers only to have them
thrown down; cook messes only to have
them declined-and all for a little bilious
derangement, that no woman would
think on mentioning?
"Bear it like a man!"
Ask any dentist whose teeth he has the
most trouble in filling or drawing, those
of men or woman? Ask any physician
if he ever knew one of his sex who didn't
expect to eat and drink all the same.
spite of pills and potions: who didn't
want every medicine sugar-coated; in
short, who wasn't utterly unbearable and
and incapable of anything but-a growl,
especially if his tobacco were cut oft
untill he was on his legs again, when the
first use he made of them was to leave the
wife who had been worn out with his
childish complaints, to take care of her
self, while he went off with Jack Some
body. "to take a little relaxation."
I am of the same mind as the woman
who, when hearing the sufferings of our
Pilgrim Farther. elaborated, popped up
and inquired, "What of our Pilgrim
Mthers? They had to bear all this, and
the Pilgrim Father besides." "Bear it like
a man!" There have been hundreds of
cases of wives whose husbands having
been sent to the State-prison for a term
of years, have faithfully toiled to keep
their little families together, and lay up
a sum of money for the gracelesshusband
to begin life again when his term was out;
and that, although the law in such cases
divorced the parties. Did you ever hear
of a man doing t'iat? Not he. He
would have sent his children to anybody
that wouldn't bother him too often about
them. and married again; or else he
would have "drank to drown his trouble,
poor man! For what ean a fellow do.
when he has a bad wife, but drink, or cut
his throat, or drown?"
Sta8-there me exceptions to all rules.
Ididhearuofa hubndonce who hada
wife given to drink. Did he hang round
her neck, as you would have done, your
husband's, ma'am, in a similarease, and
bother her about temperanes, and ask her
what had become of her seifespect, and i
what would become of her children and
and of him, if she kept on drinking?
Not at all. He kindly filled her empty
ljag whenever the cotents were gone,
asig no questions, and went his way,
allowing her togohers. As to hismotive,
I dare sayhe ha d one, but there's no
denying that he bore it-"iil a man!"
F'wr Fmse.
Milnwakee sesdtine, May 8.
Article I. Nigger are not people.
Article, II, Sc4a~a mare not peopl r
Article IIL Csrpet-baggers are not
Article IV. Shanghais may be people,
but very misguided ones.
Artidcle V. Butchers like Grant may
arsve been people, but they hr for-_
feited their right to be psople by their
the people. When they are not in power
the government has been usurped.
Article VII. The people are down
trodden when they arenot allowed to
Article IX. When anyportionof the
people revolt because they are not al
lowed to rule, they shallbe regarded as
heroes and partiot.
Article X It shall be deemed hwful
and commendable for the people to shoot
niggers, semlawags, carpet-baggers or
others who are not people.
Areicle XI. Any laws enacted in con
--ravention of the great principals here
laid down shall be deemed unconstitu
tional and void.
Article XIL This constitution may be
-mended thirteen times, but no XIVth
or XVth amendment to it shall ever be
By the way of commentary on Article
IV., it may be remarked that shanghais
are potentially regarded as people, from
he fact that some fools amoqg them
have been known to turn Democrats.
For a Democrat to turn shanghai is un.
The boy stood on the burning deck,
And smoked his pipe of clay,
And bet his money on the bobtail nag.
When the moon am gone away.
I'm lonely since my mother died,
With the murmur of the mill,
So I'll peel a bag of 'tatters, O.
With the sword of Bunker Hill.
It is the hour, when from the bower
I kissed my Molly Ann;
So run Elija, and hurry up Pomp
Or any other man.
Oh, what are the wild waves saying ?
I cried all the long night through;
A voice replied far up the heights,
A little more cider too!
The hasp of nature's advent strung
Is coming through the rye;
Then kiss me quick and go, my honey,
Said the spider to the fly.
My Willie's on the dark blue sea,
With five hundred thousand more,
And my days are gliding swiftly by
To the old Kentucky shore.
Dmas, pere, and Monsieur V--' a
celebrated Parisiap wit, were sworn ene
mies. The Marquis de X--, an inti
mate friend of both, iivited tie rivals to
dinner; but V--refused to come unless
Dumas would promise to speak only once
during the dinner. The Marquis inform
e Damas of this ridic. lus proposal; but
to his surprise, the novelist accepted it.
During the meal V- distinguished
himself ptaticularly by a rolling fire of
wit. 'Every one remarked Dumas's si
lence. At dessert V---helped himself
several times to cakes, every time the
plate was passed taking twoor three. A
lady seated next to him passed the cakes
once more, when V-r-- excused himself
sying: "No madame, I have eaten al
most as many a Samson killed Philis
tines." "Yes," said said Dumas, "and
with the same weapon." That was
enough. V-left the table.
.... At Oxford, some twenty years, ago,
a tutor in one of the colleges limped in
his walk. Stopping one day last sum
mer at a railroad station, he was asecost
ed by a well known politician who reo
ognised him, and asked him if he was
not the chaplain at the college at such a
time, naming the year. The doctorre
plied that hewas. "I was there," said
the interrogator, "and I knew you by
your limp." "Well," said the doctor, "it
seems that my lmping made a deeper
impression on you than my preaching."
"Ah, doetor," was the reply, with ready
wit, 'it is the highest compliment we
can pay a minister to msay that he is
knownbyhiswalk, rather than byhis
... The other day the front door of the
New York H1bune offbe hadto .be dosed
for some purpose. So Mr. Greeley wrote
on apiee of paper, aEntrance c Spamse
street," and sent it down to the man WIbo
does the painting of the bulletis, to be
opied. The man studied over Gresley's
horrible writing all the formenm., udi
Snally, in despair, wrote, "Editors oa a
spree," and posted itup.
... The Watarbury Aseinesays: "It
h s wmys been a mystiy to wbhee
aSr gmim ce rs; Lut while visiting
ita h ' the aams ws st.
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