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[Original] THE HOUSE ON THE HI EE-TOP. How cosy and homelike the house on the hill-top, Its walls ever kissed by the sun's radiant spray: The birds flitting gaily from bramble to tree-top. Chirping their song thro’ the glad summer day. It stands on the summit this beautiful bower. Surrounded by Nature’s own carpet of green; Rich in the wealth of the sun's bright dower. So softly gleaming on the verdant sheen. It is not the home of prince or patrician! No carriages roll by its door; It is not the work of Mammon's magician! No mockery treads o'er its floor. ’Tis the home of a thrifty, faithful man Who does not flinch from toil. Who loves his family better than Mere gold, or worldly spoil. This idol of Nature's lavish wealth Is the home of the honest and true. The cradle of virtue, of honor, and health— A home scorned by me—and by you. When the chains that bind me are loosed once more I shall strive for a home like this. Where evil longings for golden store Ne'er will mar my future's bliss. R. Money and Tlie Criminal; Take the former away, and there would be but very few of the latter. Money is, and always has been, the root of the greater part, if not, strictly speaking, of all evil. For it, every crime on the calendar is com mitted, and an innumerable array not on the calendar. For it, up to a few years ago, human beings were sold into slavery or manumitted to protracted servitude. For it, to-day, thousands of girls of our larger cities are brought to a life akin to slavery. For it, the child cries, and the youth pines: the wife pleads, and the husband sigtis. Toward it, like the steel to a magnet, the thoughts of all alike are attracted. It is loved by all. revered by many, and even idolized by some. The wheel of commerce—that great factor to civilization —of necessity demands some mode of exchange. Every nation of the present day. whether civilized or not, has some medium. Even the primitive savages had a rude idea and practice of the exchange system. Their medium consisted of sundry articles, such as skins, beads, etc. Without a medium, there would be no commerce, and without commerce, no civilization. Hence, as a promoter of civilization, a me dium of exchange, with a proper system, is the prime essential; and money, in itself, therefore, which witli us is the chosen me dium, we can find no fault with. In itself it is harmless. It is an innocent means. It is the human family who are at fault. Our system of exchange is not conducted with a due regard to principle. Through an age of degeneracy it has become conscienceless and perverted. The true principle—and as it was practiced centuries ago—is: equal value of this, tor equal value of that; thus, an in terchange of goods without loss to either side; but subsequently and latterly, this honest principle was corrupted by human depravity, and gave way to: a small margin versus a small loss; until now, in this, the most degenerate of all ages, the original principle has been mutilated to such an ex tent to satisfy the abnormal bump of selfish ness, that the result is: enormous profit for the few, against total loss and pauperism for the many. What condition of affairs future years will bring forth at this rate, it does not take a master-eye to conceive, and is sad even in contemplation. Billionaires— as yet non-existing—and paupers will be the rule; millionaires, the exception. The shrewd ones come out on top. But that is not the fault of those worsted. They, too, would have been, and would be, on top if they could. The greed, the craving, for money was as strong in the one as in the other. And being landed in pauperism. the slow life of honest toil is not agreeable with this love of money, lienee deceit is prac ticed, and crime committed. And thus at last we have the criminal. Many theories have been advanced and much diversified opinion expressed.astothe definition and cause of crime. What is crime? That is the question. And in an swer, I would say: crime is an effect. The (Lhc flrioon 4Wimir. “ IT IS NEVER TOO DATE TO MEND.” Stillwater, Minn., 'Thursday, April 25,1889. Rive Gents. effects, for illustration’s sake, we will clas sify as follows: good effectand bad effects. As there is a cause for every effect, let us look for it in each of the following few itfects of both classes. What is the cause of a t ruin reaching safely its destination? Older, or good management. And what the cause of a train-wreck? Disorder, or mismanage ment. What is the cause of a happy home? Order. And what the cause of an unhappy home? Disorder. What is the cause •of health? Order. And what the cause of sickness and disease? Disorder. What is the cause of peace? Older. And what the cause of war? Disorder in the community. What is the cause of virtue in society? Order in society. And wlmt the cause of crime and iniquity in society? Disorder in society. Thus without much trouble we find the cause of crime. It is disorder or mismanagement in society. It is the dis order born of the avariciousness that mani tested itself so clearly in the human family of centuries ago, when they mutilated the principle of exchange. The disorder was born then, as was also its effect—crime. As the ages rolled on the disorder grew, and so did also its effect —crime. Do you still wonder why crime is on the increase? And do you still wonder that all your reforma tory methods directed towards the criminal are of no avail and do nut check this alarm ing increase in crime? As stated above, deceit is practiced and crime committed; thus the criminal is cre ated. And all is traced to the abnormal love of money. But after all, speaking for the criminal, is the end worth the means? Can the end ever be obtained, since the end is money', and the more the possessor has of it, the more he craves? Then why use hazardous means to no end? The human family, criminals and all alike, labor under the erroneous impression that money can give happiness and contentment. This error is fully demonstrated by the millionaire who craves for two; by the man worth a thou sand who longs for ten. Surely, if there were any peace of mind and happiness to be obtained after the acquisition of a certain amount of money, is it not likely, that such men as the Goulds, the Vanderbilts, lioth childs, or others equally notable, should have reached that stage by this time? But the fact that these notables now, as much as. if not more than ever, exert all their energies to the accumulation of money; the fact that they give body and soul to money, money, money, clearly demonstrates the fallacy of such a supposition—it demon strates beyond dispute, that there is no stage at which the human mind will halt and be satisfied. Then, 1 say again, why use haz ardous means—risking at times life and lib erty, and at all times peace of mind and contentment, to no end? It is true, society lias but itself to blame for crime, collectively speaking, but that does not exclude each individual criminal from his own liability to blame. Avariciousness was the cause of all. And had each individual been exempt from this vice, there would have been no crime. Hence the criminal must be pre pared to take the consequences upon his own shoulders. The vices of peoples have ultimate pun ishment consequent upon them just as has the crime of the individual. As such must be considered —wars, famines, pestilence, and the tolerance of crime itself. If all society had remained as pure, and as free from avariciousness, as lias that good body of souls—the Quakers, would there now exist, the crime the world is af flicted with? To be sure, by constant in tercourse they have become contaminated to a degree, but as a whole-, they are, so far as everything virtuous and honorable is con cerned, still well worthy and deserving to be held forth in illustration of the true principle of fair dealing and exchange. How many criminals are created among Quakers? C. M. M. Decliner* To Be Pardoned. Gov. Wilson lias pardoned Enos Basham ot Summers county. W. Va., sent up for four years iu September last for grand lar ceny. The Governor gave as his reason that Basham “'was not of that degree of intelligence to make him capable of distin guishing right from wrong.” Basham declares he will not accept a par don granted on such grounds, and refuses to leave the penitentiary. He says he has “more sense in a minute than Gov. Wilson has shown in his whole term.” Do not traduce the well from which thou hast drunk. Sunday In Prison. There were times in our lives when we looked forward to the coming of Sunday with a sense of the most complete happi | ness; times when the six preceding days were a sort of gauntlet we had to run to reach our goal. To the convict these times are but a memory. At present lie dreads its approach as sincerely as he formerly longed for it. This is not through any dis respect for the sacredness of the day. but is caused rather by the continual bore, bore 1 of monotonous nothingness that pervades I every part of the prison on that day. A day of rest? Do not speak of rest. There is a surplus of that essential in those pris ons awaiting legislative pleasure to supply every nomad in the country with energy for a life time. The horse may stamp about in his stall to relieve his dullness of spirit. If the convict attempts any such tactics to ease his cramped muscles his driver does more than simply cry “whoa!” ! To those who take a real pleasure in read ing. writing or otherwise improving them selves, Sunday is enjoyable to the extent that they feel they are accomplishing some thing. To that class who are unable to read or do not care for such intelligent pleasure, Sunday is a relined punishment. It means to them, one hour to worship God, and the balance to curse their luck in par ticular and men in general. In the outside world —where all the good people live —it is customary to hold services at least twice on the Sabbath, and one night •of each week. Now, does it not seem strange that so much spiritual instruction is necessary for God-fearing people, while the real simon-pure sinners—those branded by state authority as such—need but one hour eacli week? The letter of the law sends us here to be punished, but the spirit of the people demands that every available means shall be used to regenerate, and turn us out fit to properly enjoy the heritage that is our due as one of their number. In this respect is it not the plain duty of those who formulate the laws to adhere more closely to the wishes of the people? In business circles there is a saying: “The easiest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.” Something of this spirit will just as readily reach the heart of the con vict. Alleviate his sufferings of body as much as possible, and you have a sure way to his soul. As a matter of simple charity, if nothing more, we should have a good, in spiring musical service tor at least two hours on Sundays. It may be asked why we do not have such a service at present. This question is a hard one to answer. It is presumed that neither of the chaplains are at fault; and it would be unfair to expect the officers to remain here ail seven days of the week. In this connection I believe I can name a reason which all will admit has lost us many a privilege we might otherwise have been enjoying. In this prison we have a number of men whose sole aim in life seems to be to chip their name in every water tank and other railroad property. These men, or rather animals, will not work for a living. They do not often reach a prison, the county jails being their principal hold. The only ingenuity they show is in keeping posted ; on criminal laws, so that they know just j what crime they can commit in order to [ avoid reaching a penitentiary. When they j are so unfortunate as to get here they feel J so crestfallen at the possibility of having i to take a cold bath that it seems to sour: any good that might have been in them. < They will kick about the air, the food, the j water and everything else they can think j of. When these gentry were free they j could sit all day in a basement saloon where ! the air was loaded with stale beer, smoke and tobacco juice, and feel quite comfort able. But when they reach prison they are constantly harping about the surplus or paucity of air, heat, etc. If they only went this far they would affect nobody but them selves. The meanness of their character only shows out in full when the alcohol is soaked out of their system. They will com plain to the officers against their best friends on the slightest pretext. Should a fellow convict become obstreperous they would be ready at a wink to pummel him into insensibility, hoping thereby to gaip favor in the eyes of the officers. They are of that low, spiritless kind that would sell a brother for a paltry sum, or to save them selves from any inconvenience. | It is to such men that we can trace what ever is liaisli in the discipline. To them we are indebted for the distrust that exists j between convict and officer. When not en | gaged in any of the actions spoken of above they will manage in some way to keep things in a state of unquietness. They 1 seldom if ever care how matters go, as they generally have a short sentence. They are the class of men that hunt up reporters and give them a story of their hardships in prison. Even If there are grievances that should be shown up, as is sometimes the case, stories from the lips of such men do us more harm, than good, for they never stay around to back up their statements. If it were not for these perpetual dis turbers oue-half of the present force of offi cers would be sufficient on special occasions, such as the Sunday service or entertain ments in the afternoon. It would then be possible to make Sunday the day it was in tended for—a day of bodily rest and men tal relaxation. We hope when the labor question is set tled that some arrangements will be iiiade whereby those who are trying to do right will not have to suffer on account of the few who attempt to make prisons a verita ble hell. Honda. The braying of an antediluvian jackass, in the person of a brainless specimen of hu manity, named Fogle, in the Missouri legis lature, has been echoed to the cell of the writer. 1 cannot imagine how such a consummate donkey could ever have been al lowed to enter the legislative halls. He has evidently been raised or dragged up amid the “black jacks” of the Bald Knob regions;, where education is at a discount and com mon sense unknown. The constituency he represents must be hard up for material when this veritable numskull was the only elegible member for election to the august body of lawmakers. What benefit can they derive from send ing a representative ot the long-eared quad ruped to he-haw away his time to the utter disgust or, perhaps, merriment, of the in telligent members of the house? 1 imagine I can see this gaunt, long-haired and sal low-complexioned ignoramus rising up be decked in a pair of overalls and a dimity shirt, opening his capacious receptacle for corn dodger and sowbelly and letting his evitable ignorance reverberate through the house. It is a mystery that the business, of the state can be carried on when tills dilapidated imbecile is allowed to take up valuable time in haranguing the audience with worn out ideas that were unrecognized even in the days of Noah. The following taken from the South West will show the readers what the unfortunate convicts in Missouri might expect if such boors as Fogle were in power. In the Missouri legislature, in discussing the proposition that convicts should have a portion of their earnings during confinement given them upon discharge., a representative named Kogle, who apparently seems to have been delayed some how or somewhere a few centuries at least in coming into this world, opposed the measure by saying that, “If he had his way he would have them branded with an indelible, mark that would cling to them to their graves. He had no sympa thy for them, and in most cases when they were discharged he favored re-incarceration more tfian giving them good clothes with which to go out in the world.” He is a statesman of the ancient, iron-clad, dark age order. It was statesmen of the Kogle species, who, some centuries back in England, enacted that the laborer who ran away from his master should be branded on the forehead with a hot iron and have the letter “K” indelibly stamped thereon. Well, if Missouri convicts should be indelibly branded as knaves for all time, some of her legislators ought to branded us fools. It would be far more appropriate and really more deserved. It is to be hoped that the more enlight ened members of the Missouri legislature will put a stop to the braying of this Fogle and if he kicks up his heels, blacksnake him thoroughly before ejecting him from their midst. It is the expressed wish of all, when his satanic majesty calls for his own. that Fo gle’s remains be handed over to a taxider mist to be stuffed, put in a glass case and presented to some industrial museum for preservation as a relic of boorisli ignorance. Americas. A Braying Legislator.