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m ADVERTISER PUB. CO., Publish*! - *. LEXINGTON, : : MISSISSIPPI THE GREAT PLAN. Wo must not Finite a whole life through, A whole life through we may not smile; Our lot is just between the two, Anti each our jwirt a little while; The day of Joy, the night of tears Give plate to place along the years Sunshine and shower for the world, Quiet and tempest, light and shade, Before one tiny leaf Is curled. Before one dainty bud Is made; •Some days the storm arid some the sun Till all the heavenward growth bo done. There Is no sign of dark or rain On the fair face of fruit and flower; Yea. and no memory of pain To hearts in one gUul triumph hour; But God who saw the way they made Knows where the sunshine met the shade. —Nancy Byrd Turner, in Youth's Com panion. I THE BLUE MOONSTONE |H imTTTmtTnTtimmfnnnTmmimiLS sjl| The Luck That It Brought to fj; Portuna. ta! TTTTTTTTfTTfTfTlfTTTtTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT fe Itv lvMtli«>rln« Hamilton Trrtilb. lyjWyJwi'w/'.'fJwJt.iwvlli WAS in the midst of preparations for leaving Manila for a trip to Japan, so there was plenty for me to do; hut here I sat half way up the staircase, wasting, precious lime talk ing to old Ram ltao, the Cingalese jewel merchant. My house was sit •uated directly opposite the camp, where the troops waited for the trans ports to take them home, and 1 was never tired of watching these vendors of flawed sapphires and Siam rubies, which were apt to drop from their crude setting at the first wearing, try ing to induce the soldiers to buy their wares for wives and sweethearts at home. They occasionally paid me a visit, and sometimes I picked up a good pear! or opal for a small price. Of ail these mysterious, soft-eved people., Ram Rao interested me. the most. On the way out, via Suez, I had spent four delightful days at Co lombo, and the old man, who was very homesick, used to like to come and talk to me of the jewel sbops in his native city, and of the beautiful En glish bungalows and the Cinnamon Drive, which hail so impressed me. To-day he was crouching beside his hpxes, a curious figure with a square of checked cotton wound about his nether limbs, so that it looked like a long tight skirt. Like most men in Manila, lie wore a white linen coat, but his long hair was drawn up be hind into a Psyche knot, and his tor toise-shell comb was pushed hack un til it made a crown, the ends toward his face. . Just behind me on the steps squat ted my worthless little Filipino maid, Portuna. She should have been at the sewing machine, where I had left her with strict injunctions to finish iter work without delay; but I was so in terested in listening to Ram Rao that lor the moment 1 did not notice her. "Yes, Memsahib," he was saying, "I go home to my country. You buy only the one beautiful pin. It is a gift at seven rupee.;. Three days ago a sol dier offer me for it $15 gold, I say no, but to-day with seven rupees more I buy passage on the steamer that goes to-morrow to Ceylon." He held up a breastpin formed of two tiger claws, fastened together with a clumsy band of gold, set with gar nets. It wets extremely ugly. "Oh, Kan. ltao," I protested, "I don't want the thing." "Oh, but Memsahib—only seven rupees, and then 1 leave this horrible city. You to good to me, I never for get, and some day you come to Ceylon, you find Ram Rao there to show you things most wonderful the tourist never see, and he take yon where you buy pearl;; and ivory elephants for a smile." I was weak, and yielded. I did not want the atrocious piece of jewelry, but I was homesick myself, and sym pathy alone made me take the pin and give Ram Rao his five dollars. His old eyes sparkled, and with a gesture of infinite grace he kissed the hem of my linen skirt, then turning to his box took out a little gold ring Bet with a small bine moonstone. "If the Mem will wear this," he said, "she always have the good luck and bless the memory of Ram Rao." "Oh, no, Ram," I said, "keep the ring. You might sell it for some thing." "This ring 1 soil never," he said, firmly, and looking not at me but at Portuna, mumbled a few words in a strange language. "Oh, senora," said the woman eag erly, "take the annillo—it is of no value. He feel bad if you no take— muebo malo, you no take." I was struck, as I had sometimes been before, by the curious kind of Freemasonry which seems to exist be tween the races of the East Here was this stupid, flat-nosed Malay wo man who seemed to fully understand the feelings and even the language of Ram Rao, /with his iofty carriage and high-bred, intellectual face. I Slipped the ring on my finger, and Ram departed, heaping blessings upon my head. "It seems to me you're looking un usually well this evening," remarked my husband, as we were seated at the dinner-table. "Ob, my dear old boy, how can I, In this old jusl?" I protested. "I do need some new ball-gowns sadly, but I thought I would get one more wear out of this and save my money to In vest in Japanese crepes and gauzes. I am so glad that I'm not looking Ilk* a fright In It, though." I bad been asked, as one of the sober matrons of the army set, to give out favors at the bachelors' cotillion that evening Tom drove with me to the Potenclana Building, then went to the club, promising to return for mo when the dance was over. Thera was a larger gathering than usual that evening. The cotillion clnb had increased in size, and several dis tinguished people honored us with their presence. We had a major-gen 1 e.**J, an admiral, ana a nign omnal of the civil government there that night. As I seated myself at the favor table, little Tom Macon, of the artil lery, rushed up. "My! Mrs. Crane, , you do look stunning to-night! Yon simply have got to come and dance. Don't sit. here, come and join our giddy circle. I'm awfully sorry I engaged my partner so long before lund!" Tommy was a nice boy, and, if I had been married only five years earlier, might have been my son. Such out spoken admiration on his part was rather a surprise. "But, Tommy," I said, "I'll dance, of course, If I'm needed, but I have no partner, besides I came to give out fa vors." "There are plenty of dowagers here to do that," he said. The high official was approaching. I k tew him slightly. He was a very pom pous person, and I had always found h'm rather hard to talk to. "I have been told by these young people," he said, with a wave of his hand toward a group of cotillion mana gers, "that I am*expected to rtnew my youth to-night. I have not danced the german for many years. May I have the pleasure of dancing it with the belle of the ball?" "If by that sounding title you mean myself," I answered, immensely flat tered, "I shall be most happy." and we took our seats in two empty chairs ir. the cotillion circle, just as the music began for the first figure. The high official danced abominably, but t did not find him hard to tt-.lk to that evening. He was not at ail tlie kind of man I had supposed hfto to be. He was jocose—indeed, flirtatious, and he whispered stilted compliments in my ear all the time we sat together. I must confess that this time was rather limited, for 1 was constantly on the floor. This was a surprise, i had always enjoyed a good dance, and was rather a favorite chaperon with the young people; hut such attention as I received this evening had been unpre cedented for years. 1 was past my first youth, and there were many young and pretty girls present; but. I noted it with astonishment, I was the belle of t lie ball. Before the evening was half over I was laden down with favors. Young naval ensigns, whom I scarcely knew by sight, gave me paper hats and Jap anese toys, and then bore me olf in the waltz with an unmistakable 1 air of tri umph. Haughty officers of the divis ion staff, who always woro such a pre occupied air when I met them on the Luneta, that I almost hesitated to bow and disturb their weighty cogitations, came to me with offerings of fans and wooden shoes. The general and the admiral hovered about ray chair until the high official became Quite grumpy. When Tom came in later in the even ing, he stood watching me with a sur prise which I could not help but feel was unflattering. At the conclusion of the cotillion, my partner escorted me to the dressing room door, where he expressed I he wish to "wait upon" me soon (he never made calls). He bade me good-by with an almost fatuous smile as he pressed —nay, squeezed my hand. "Well, old lady, you've done pretty well," said Tom as he edged into the victoria with me and my favors. "The children will think that Santa Claus is abroad in the land. There's enough stuff hero to trim a good-sized Christmas-tree." "I really had a delightful time," I said. "Why, Tom, i felt quite as I useu to as a girl at our dances at home. Do you remember that summer cotillion, where we first met?" '■Remember! I should think so! That wafe nearly twenty years ago. I, a callow second-lieutenant, fresh from West Point, and you a slender little girl in a pink frock! You were awfully pretty then, but-" and here my husband went on to say something foolish, which was quite unusual tor him; for, happy as we were, with us those things were more often under stood than mentioned. As I was preparing for my needed repose that night, I took off my rings as usual to lock them away in my jewel-case, and dropped one, which rolled off into some dark corner. I looked for it a moment, but being very sleepy and seeing that only the little moonstone ring was missing, I post poned tlie search until morning. 1 then informed Portuna of the lass. She told me later that, after looking thoroughly, she had been unable to find the ring. I was almost sure that it had rolled underneath the wash stand, hut when we moved that piece of furniture and it was not there, I dismissed the thing from my mind, as ihe article was really of no intrin sic value. That evening as my carriage stopped by the bandstand on the Luneta, and as I exchanged greetings with my friends, I saw many of my partners of the previous evening. A few of them stopped for a word or two, but many of them passed on with merely a bow. I was rather amused to see that staff officer who had nearly shed tears the evening before, when a pre vious engagement had prevented my accepting from him a tin trumpet bedecked with ribbon, pass me by with a stony stare. Ho never saw me at all. Indeed, I could not but remark that the fervor of my admirers of the night before had waned perceptibly. Upon reaching home that evening, ! found an unpleasant episode in progress. As We drove through the front door Into the stable, which oc cupies the ground floor of most Ma nila houses, a large group of servants, children, and chickens stood watching 1 a fight between Domingo, the stable boy, and Juan, the cook's assistant. As Domingo was belaboring his an tagonist about, the head with a brass candlestick, the consequences threat ened to become serious, but the coch ero, descending from his box, lay about him with his whip until finally the combatants separated. X stopped to inquire into the causes of the affray. When a Filipino Is an gry he is very Incoherent., and the mixture of Spanish and Tagalog which the two culprits poured forth was quite unintelligible to me. From the co chero I gathered that somebody had promised to marry them both, and that each was determined to murder the other in consequence. After threat ening tnem brth with the calaboose (jail), I ascended the stairs; and then perceived Portuna perched on the newel-post, her ijare feet tucked up under her red skirt, her hair freshly annointed with eooauut pH, and her eyes dancing with an unholy joy. I could not help feeling that she was at the bottom of the whole affair. Two days before 1 left for Japan, Portuna came to me and said that she was unable to go with us. She in formed ms that nothing but the fact that she was to bo a matrimonia would have induced her to leave the children and myself. "Wliom are you going . * marry, Por tuna?" 1 asked, womlcrlug whether Juan or Dqmingo were to carry off the prize. ' A man muy rino, senora," she de clared, proudly. "He give me jewels and fine easa. You see him often on the Luneta—Simon Sebastiauo." I gave a start of surprise. Setjes tiauo was one of the most influential Filipinos in Manila. I simply could not believe that ugly, undersized Por tuna could have captured,, his fancy. He was good . looking, too; there was a strain of the best Spanish blood in bis veins; he had been well educated, and was high in the ranks of the Federal party. It was as much of a misalliance for him to marry Por tuna as for the scion of an aristocrat ic New York family to seek in mar riage a Bowery factory-girl of the most humble antecedents. The more 1 thought of It, the most unlikely it seemed; and when she informed me that she had been brought up in his house as the daughter of his cochero, the news was more incomprehensible than ever, knowing as I did the class distinctions of these people. For the next two months the chil dren and I reveled in the beauties ol' Japan. By October we returned to ihe head of the family, who was hard at work in Manila. 1 was greeted with the pleasing news that orders were on the way for us to go home. So I determined to en joy as fully as possible the last weeks of our sojourn in the East. When we were bidden, then, by one of the various political parties to a great banquet, I decided to go, as it was to be nearly the last of my Filipino entertainments. entertainments. All the American civil officials and many officers of the army and navy were there. I felt, quite lost among so many personages of rank.' I was taken out to the repast by a nice in fantry, major, and we sat far down below the notables. Some distance from where 1 sat, I saw my late cotillion partner talk ing to a Filipino woman; on look ing more closely 1 perceived that, he was engaged in an animated conver sation with—could it be? Yes, it cer tainly was—Portuna! Portuna, quite as unbeautiful as ever, but gorgeously arrayed; her camisa stiff with em broidery, a spray of diamond roses four inches long in her hair, and about her neck a string of pearls for which I would have given ten years of my existence. She seemed to find the re marks of the high official interesting; indeed, she laughed in a coquettish manner; and as for him, he did not seem to find the banquet the perfunc tory bore these affairs usually are to men of his kind—he really appeared to be enjoying himself. When the banquet was over, Por tuna came up and greeted me with effusion. She was not proud. She asked about the children with tears in her eyes, and promised to come and see them. She introduced her hus band, who regarded her with adoring eyes. I found him to be very intelli gent, and we talked together of the traffic question and of the future of the Malay race while we were sitting out a dance (I sat out several that evening.) * The high official rushed up to us. Not having seen him for two months, I suppased that, he had come to pay his respects. He barely nodded to me. "Oh, how do you do, Mrs.—er— Crane." Then, "Where is that attract ive little wife of yours, Sebastiano? I want to see if she will dance the Rigodon with me." With that he darted off, and I soon saw him standing, with Portuna as a partner. Tlie next time I saw Portuna was on (he transport Sheridan. We left for home on very short notice, and in some way she heard of it, and ap peared just before the vessel sailed, bearing gifts of pina and jusi and Canton linen for me and the children. She was the very same Portuna, but the evident affection she had for me had awakened quite a warm feeling for her in my heart, so I submitted to her embrace, while the children clung to her with tears. The last, gong had sounded, and when half way down the gangway Portuna turned and waved her hand. The sun fell upon her costly rings, and among the diamonds and pearl3, I noticed upon her little finger the glint, of a blue moonstone. Leaning over the side of the ship, Tom and I saw her entering a com fortable little private launch, and steam off in state. "What a promotion for Portuna," I remarked. "'How do you suppose It ever happened?" "It is rather remarkable," said my better-half, as he lazily flicked the ashes from a Germinal cigar, "but then you know, for a Filipino, Portuna Is really a very pretty woman."— Son Francisco Argonaut "RrriMPd Kink*." Lily May pressed her tightly wrapped kinks against the wooden palings and peeled the whitewash off with the cor- ners of her generous mouth. Her pink gingham became stiff with terror, her kinks stood - on end and her vindictive black eyes melted' with pity for the blue-eyed girl within—the girl who had been critically 111 and who was now having her glory combed for the first time. Ah the last wall died on the air and the agonizing comb wae put back In the drawer, Lily May climbed the hill and, swinging the pall of butter- milk to and fro, lifted the latch of her mother's gate. "And to think," said she to the watch dog, "dat I wanted tuh be an angel an' hab flowin' yaller har. Lord," with an earnest uplifting of the eyes, "Lord, dls po' chile a«> pow'ful glad yo' done gib huh dese bressed kinks.''—Washington Star. \ up I at The Gospel Twins s Sermon by the "Highway and Byw»y" Preacher. t Copy rig Xi t, llfui, i>J J. M. Kd«ou.) ''hicaieo, kuiKiay, Oct. 9, 1WM. Text:—'-.'Willi the heart innn believeth unto righteousness cntl With the. mouth 3io salvation. '-Rom. .. ,, AUL has linked here confession Is made 10 : 10 . in most vital rela thins hip the heart and the mouth as the metliu ms through which the soul realizes tHat •X u A VhQi Divine process which we call sal vation. The ques t'ion: "What must I do to he saved?" has its ' answer in * 0 / V the brief, intense appe al of Paul as he replies to that re "Believe pentant jailer at midnight: on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt And here in our text Paul be saved." as it were more clearly defines what ts involved in that art of believing. He is dividing that act of saving faith up into its elements, and speaks of one as be lief unto righteousness and the other as confession unto salvation. The one Is the inner recognition of Christens Saviour, the other is - the outward ex pression of that faith, a hint of James' doctrine of works as epistle. We have here Between emphasized in his Paul and James there was, it used to be thought, an irreconcilable difference of opinion as to the process of salvation. It would seem that Paul emphasized salvation by simple faith and James salvation by works. Luther contend against this idea of works as a part of the process of salva tion that he refused to recognize the epistle of James as inspired of God and it i.- easy to understand So strongly did authoritative, this prejudice, for Luther lived in a time when the Romish church had lost sight of faith, and when the works of penance and confession and forms and ceremonies and cold formali ties constituted the religious life of the people. And so Luther swung to the other extreme, and emphasized faith without works. And yet between the doctrine of Patti and James there is the church most perfect union and harmony. Each views the matter of salvation from a different standpoint. One sees the ab solute need of faith .as expressive of utter dependence upon the mercy and righteousness of God for deliverance from sin and its consequences. The other sees the absolute need of W'orks as the expression of that faith, for as James puts it, faith without works Is dead, and then he goes on to show how all the heroes of faith to whom Paul re fers to enforce his arguments in favor of faith without works, showed their; faith by their works. T HE old illustration of the card of two colors is familiar to all, and exactly illustrates this point. The dis pute as to its color appeared ridiculous and unnecessary when it bec ame known that both disputants were right, for one side of the card was blue and the oilier was red. One had seen one side and the other had seen the reverse side. It was the same card, hut looked nt. from different viewpoints it appeared differ ent. So is it with the doctrine of salva tion by faitli and salvation by works. They are the two sides to the one great fact of salvation through Christ Jesus. They are inseparably linked. They are the Gospel twins. The famous Siamese twins which were exhibited through the country years ago were not morrf closely joined together than are these two conditions of salvation. The mat ter, I believe, was seriously discussed at one lime by scientific men. of separating the Siamese twins by surgical operation, but it was finally decided that it would prove fatal to both the children. And any effort to separate the Gospel twins must prove disastrous. The faith of the heart must go hand in hand with the confession of the mouth. The two pro vide the evidence which every soul needs to test the reality of Salvation. The double proposition which Paul lays down in our text offers a subject for very serious consideration for every one who claims to have a saving faith in Jesus Christ. The question arises at once: Are there Christians so-called with but half an experience? What is really Involved in the term Salvation? What is faith of the heart?*and what Is confession of the mouth? L ET us fry to give the soul answer to these stirring and important queries. And first of all is it possible for one to have a partial, an incomplete Christian experience? Nicodemus, the member of tho Sanhedrin, who came to Jesus by night and to whom Jesus spoke some of the sweetest and pro foundest truths recorded in any of the Gospels, is a striking example of this. From the moment of that midnight con ference. Nicodemus believed Jesus was the Christ the Son of God. But he locked the secret in his heart. He never breathed it to colleague or friend. And so through the rest of Jesus eventful ministry be continued with half an ex perience. And not until the tragedy of Calvary was enacted and Jesus' life blood had been shed for the sins of the world, did he come out In open confes sion of his faith and enjoy the full ex perience of Salvation. As he went to Pilate and begged tho body of Jesus, as he wrapped It in the grave dothR that the rich Joseph provided, as he fol lowed the bruised and tortured and lifr les* body to the tomb, he made the con fession that all along had been needful. And how many there are who, believing that Jesus is the Christ and secretly are following Him, are nevertheless robbed of that joy of tho consciousness of Sal vation which comes from the open con fession of the inward conviction. The so-called secret Chrlltlan cannot know or experience the meaning of Salvation. There may be recognition of all the claims of Jesiis, there may be effort at secret allegiance and dlsclpieshlp, but the Boul Is robbed of half tbe Joy ana blessing which come from vital union with Christ. S ALVATION, then, Involves more than belief of the heart. The latter must be supplemented by the confession of tbe mouth. To connect up the dj na- ' mo with the live wire from the power house is not all that is necessary. Amt to connect up the soul with Christ by the wire of faith is not all that is needfuL The motor stands there dead and inert There Is no evidence of the power and life which it may be claimed lies within the wire and that dynamo. All the con nections are made perfectly, and (he great generators back at the power house are humming out their living, vital current, but there is no evidence outwardly of the inner conditions. . , _ . . ■ Something more is needful. But turn | the switch and let the current pass through the dynamo and at once we see * . , . , .. . . the outward evidence of the Inward I [ presence. So with the one who believes j in Christ. Tlie wire of faith has con ' I nected (he soul with its Lord and Saviour, but the evidence of that union is only seen, yea and felt, as the life of the .Christ flows through the disciple in confession. As well might the dynamo bo connected up with the water plug at the corner if the current of electricity were not. permitted to flow through it. And the soul which claims union with Christ by faith might just as well have faith in the heathen's god unless the quickening presence of the Christ is permitted to flow through the life in open confession. I do not believe it is possible for tsne to know what Salvation really is, until the lips and the life con fess the Chr'st, in Whom faith is placed. Salvation if not a theory which can be hidden away in the heart. It is not a doc trine to be locked within the secret chambers of the heart, and good to have ready agaiflst the dying hour. Salva tion is a living, real force in the life which if present within must become visible wi'flout. | tel i EAR f lend, are you encouraging and deluding yourself with a half view of Salvation? Are you trying to satisfy yourself that you have a saving faith in Jesus Christ and yet can keep it hid from all the world? Are you declaring within the sec'ecy of your own room your al Jegianc : to Christ and yet are not will ing to -onfess Him before men? Let me I you what Jesus said regarding such "Whosoever therefore shall D as yo": confes 's Me before men, him will I oon fess igso before My Father which is in HeavCh, but whosoever shall deny Me before men, him will I also deny before My F-dlier which is in Heaven." Can you In the face of (his plain and positive declaration profess to believe that all that is necessary for you fs to have an inward conviction that Jesus is the Christ the Son of God and the Saviour of the world? Can you feel satisfied with your position before God? Can you feel safe? If you really have Christ within, you must give expression to that inward possession. Christ can not be hid. It was so declared of Him when He was upon earth, and it is still true. The declarations of Jesus that, "Out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaketh," that whatsoever was in a man was that which would come out of a man, are solemnly true. A ND what, is faith of (lie heart? What is confession of the mouth? The faith ofthe heart is something more than conscious recognition of the claims of Jesus. The confession of the mouth is something more than vain and empty words spoken in the name of the Lord. The devils believe and tremble, Scrip ture declares, and Jesus said: "Not everyone that saith unto Me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the Kingdom of Heaven. Many will say to Me in thatday (the day when ail shall come in the presence of God to be judged) Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in Thy name?" But Jesus will say unto them: "1 never knew you; depart from Me, ye that work iniquity." Yes, surely faith of the heart, means more than idle, inactive, unresponsive belief in Jesus Christ; and confession of the mouth means far more than just taking the name of Jesus upon the lips. Saving faith is n dynamic force which changes the life, and tunes the lips to respond to the Divine harmony of the soul. Saving faith involves at least three things: Consciousness of the guilty and lost condition of the soul; acceptance of the Christ as the complete and only Saviour from all sin. and obe dience to the will and commands of the aeepted Christ. What, profit is it to my soul if I recognize Jesus as the Saviour of the world, if there is not within my heart a deep sense of my per sonal need of His cleansing and saving power? 1 must be a convicted sinner before I eftn be a saved soul. But sav ing faith Involves more than conviction of sin and recognition of Christ as a Saviour. Christ cannot be my Saviour until by faith I accept Him as such. The acceptance of Christ as personal Saviour must be as positive and formal as most he the acceptance of a gift from a friend before the gift is really mine. And obedience must follow acceptance. HAT follows according to the Di vine prescription is confession. This Is the expression and confirmation of that which has taken place within. It has been said that a thought is not real and tangible until it has been ex pressed in spoken or written w ord. The confession of Christ by word of mouth clarifies the vision of faith, it clinches the convictions, it confirms Ihe hopes and aspirations of the soul. The con fession ts the Inseparable and the indis pensable twin of the faitli of the heart Many a soul has struggled on in desper ate effort to live the secret Christian life. No peace of joy has come to tlie soul. How could it when the Christ Who had dared to face all the world for the lost sinner is being denied and dishonored by silent lip*. Either of two things al ways happens to such a believer. Either he at last brings the joyless and troubled religious experience to a close by an open confession of the Christ he loves, or else In wilful "obstinacy and disobe dience lie loses the presence of the Christ and falls short of the Salvation which Christ yearned to give him. Bishop Huntingdon hwi said: "Religion be longs Ir. the heart-beat of a man's affec tions and the breath of his daily de sires. But when the heart has taken It in, it will not lock It thero and mako It a prisoner. It must go abroad again, for the blosslng of man and the praise of God." The confession must be a part of the saving faith. Away with the de lusion which the devil would cast upon the souls of men In making them believe that they can believe In Chilst and be saved In tho end and not confess that Christ here and now. The confession must come. ''For with the heart man ffieileveth unto righteousness, but with thp mouth confession is made into Sal vation." w THE BIG STICK A ✓ fi] r i0j r/i -A II 1 IQ L O 1 i|pI r SS . a 5j£ ua K, °Q r /o°i' ' £ A. .*> imM C U W 1 (A f M |f| v s V !lV - mm C 1 iW/lv'i PARKER'S LETTER PRAISED. Prediction Made That the Document Will Induce Many Republicans to Change Faith. Judge Parker's letter of acceptance has been treated by the metropolitan press of the country as a document hav ing few equals from presidential candi dates. Its sober, judicial tone, its nicely worded assertions and its careful dis tinctions have been praised freely. That it will be the cause of many voters swinging from the republican to the democratic party, and so casting their ballots in November, is asserted in al most every section of tlie country. Editorials touching upon the subject from a few of the leading newspapers of the country follow: The New York Herald says: "Judge Parker's letter of acceptance, though calm and dignified, will stir the country even more profoundly than did his famous telegram, announcing his firm and irrevocable adherence to the gold standard.' Its calmness is the calm ness of power—like that cf the oceanic tide. "As a great but conseravtive tribune of tlie people, which the author of this statesmanlike letter now shows himself to be, his strong protests against the op pression of monopoly, and the subver sion of constitutional government and law, by audacious and arrogant extrem ists of imperialism, will have immensely greater weight with all independent voters, because the statements evi dently emanate from a man who soberly weighs his words In the nice balances of judicial accuracy and are supported by irrefutable facts." The Boston Herald says of Judge Parker's letter: "It is an able, candid, vigorous, com prehensive, definite consideration of the peremptory issues of the present can vass. It gives assurance that Its author has the insight and the capacity of statesmanship. He has now spoken with freedom and power, confirming the faith of those who had faith, and the hope of those who had no satisfying grounds for faith. "It is the letter of a sincere, high minded, conscientious citizen, anxious that the people, who are to render judg ment, shall rightly understand his polit ical faith and purposes." The Louisville Courier Journal says on Judge Parker's letter of acceptance: "Vigor and clearness are the chief characteristics of Judge Parker's letter of acceptance. It is not nearly so long as that of Mr, Roosevelt's, but it omits nothing that ought to be mentioned. Its tone is judicial, while that of Mr. Roose velt was not. It is perfectly courteous, and at the same time perfectly out spoken. It does not undertake to bully those of a different way of thinking, nor to hold them up as idiots or public ene mies. but It leaves no onw in doubt as to Judge Parker's view's of public policy." The New York Times says; "Judge Parker s statesmanlike, virile and convincing letter of acceptance lifts the democratic campaign once more to the level of the gold standard telegram, or very near It. The inrident of the telegram, extraordinary and startling, was altogether unique. It could not be repeated and nothing like it could hap pen again in the canvass. If, in the quiet days that followed, democrats have felt that the battle lagged, and that their lines were being beaten back here and them by the impetuous onrush of the confident foe their apprehension and the reaction that caused it were but natural. "The letter of the candidate ends that phase of the campaign. It stirs, It moves, it inspires, it gives the needed forward impulse. It Is the letter of a strong man. a man confident of the rightness of his views, and sure of his strength at every point." The Buffalo Courier says; "Hls views are democratic in the broad sense. Fair-minded republicans who are Americans before anything can not help saying amen to many of his patriotic sentlmeifts. Many thousands of republicans will agree thoroughly with his opinions on revision of the tariff, and that reciprocity policy to which the republican party has been pledged, although it has broken It* faltb. | ''President Roosevelt, in his letter, after attempting to excuse his usurpa- tion of the law-making authority In the matter of his pension order, challenged the democracy with the Interrogation; 'What ave you going to do about It?' Judge Parker answers this arrogant question in a manner that should warm the heart of every true old soldier who wants the union preserved in Its full Integrity" » Mr. Roosevelt's Personality. The Boston Herald observes: ''Judge Parker declines tbe personal issue, so far ns it relates to the honor and integ rlty of his adversary, This, however, does not eliminate Roosevelt's person- ality from the campaign. That remains right up In front. There's no dodging this." You bet; there It a vast difference between Roosevelt's personal integrity and his personality. That personality Is an Issue every minute. SWALLOW ON ROOSEVELT. Prohibition Candidate for President Takes Republican Candidate to Task in Clever Way. Rev. Dr. Silas C. Swallow, the prohi bition candidate for president, is a free lance as between the two great pasties, finding much to condemn In both, and little to commend In either. As an by stander, entirely with prejudice toward either of the leading candidates, Dr. Swallow's opinion of the Roosevelt let ter of acceptance is particularly inter esting and unbiased. Dr Swallow notes many omissions, and says: "It, would be worth more to the coun try to know what President Roosevelt thinks, not about the threadbare tariff, gold, Monroe doctrine, American flag, and his own apoioglzed-for, wasteful ad ministration, but about the profit-shar ing partnership existing between the government and the legalized liquor business. "Or, if he had told us whether h« favors, for votes, or is opposed to the polygamous crime now eating the moral vitals out of three states, we would have been glad. "If he had told us his purpose, 11 elected, toward those trusts that corner the necessaries of life, like the coal trust, instead of attempting to confuse the minds of voters with a juggle ol words about the relation of trusts to tariff, we would have been better pleased." It is to be regretted that in his 12,000 word essay. Candidate Roosevelt devoted so much space to pettifogging, self-iau dation, casuistry and special pleading, that he had little time or inclination to deal plainly and clearly with real, live issues of the day. ROOSEVELT CANNOT REPLY Has the President Any Right to In crease Expenditures by Ex ecutive Order? The broadside of the Parker Consti tution club, of New' York, on the presi dent's pension order is quite unan swerable in most respects; It is not dif ficult for constitutional lawyers like Messrs. Hornblower. Peckham, Milburn and Carlisle to show that an executive order, in effect increasing government expenditure by several millions of dol lars, was virtually usurpation. No one which a president, independent of oon gress, puts his hand into the United can condemn too strongly an act by States treasury and scatters a golden treasure among certain citizens of tbe land. The Springfield Di publican says that the Constitution etui) makes an effect ive point when it asks what would be thought if Judge Parker were to prom ise the velerans that, in case of his own election, he would reduce by executive order the pensionable age of disabil ity more than Mr. Roosevelt did? He would certainly have the right to do it, if President Roosevelt acted in a con stitutional manner: and, if he would have the right to do it, he could legiti mately promise to do what he would have a right to do. A series of pre-elec tion promises by the rival candidates, each outbidding the other, strikes the Imagination as ridiculous, for in this way promises to make Veterans pension able at any age over 50 might quickly be recorded, yet such an exhibition would be clearly within Dm bounds of possibility if Judge Parker accepted the Roosevelt view of the pension laws and the executive power. POLITICAL SMALL SHOT. -It Is said that Commander Peary met Senator Fairbanks the other day. Does l'eary think It worth while *o make any further search for the north pole?---Houston (Tex.) Post. -All the greater leaders of the democratic party ,are getting Into line for the presidential campaign. Adiai E. Stevenson, vice president in Cleve- land's second administration, will take the stump for Pa-ker and Davis. —Los Angeles Herald. -Naturally enough Mr. Parker's adherence to the principles of the dcc- iavation of independence brings down upon ills head the denunciations of those who believe that the flag should pave the way for the dollar.—The Comomner. -The president says the republi- can party came Into power in 189« and retained it "in 1900 on certain definite pledges, each of which was scrupu- lously fulfilled." Oklahoma, Arizona and New Mexico will be glad to learn that they are now sovereign states,— Washington Post. -It appears that there have been could give every man a good living, while this profession Is 'ho repnbU- can party's entire stock in trade.—H, more failures, more closed mills and more wage reductions under Rnc«e- velt than tinder Cleveland. And yet Cleveland did not pretend that he Y. World.