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OUR AIM : To TtU the Truth, Obey the Jalvp, and Make Money. Oub Motto: Talk for Home, Work for Home, and Fight for Home.
VOL. 30. OKOLONA, MISS., WEDNESDAY, JUNE 11, 1902. NO. 24.
OBSERVATIONS.
Written for The MetwenKer by Col. J. S. Felter, Sprint'tield, I1L j
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Goodness is the child of patience.
Unpaid efforts breed discontent and discontent
leads to crime.
Class legislation is the monumental crime of all
governments.
If you can make men rich by law, can't you keep
- poor by law!
I province of civil government Is to prohibit
tb jfrhich is uncivil.
True patriotism never did, indeed never can, live
in the brain of a miner.
Class legislation in America is au heir apparent,
being a bastard Prince of monopoly.
Ignorance is the chain that binds the producers
of wealth to the chariots of monopoly.
A political fool is a poor man always greatly con
cerned in and voting for the rich man's business.
That community wherein crime flourishes most is
where the spoils of office have the greatest division.
I It is said "it is au ill wind that blows no man
good;" if you don't believe it, behold how the vege
i tarian smiles.
' Brains and money, has, does and will ever rule
the world either to perpetuate the liberties of man
' or destroy the Government.
Society is a sort of a hyppodrome where dishonor
cupidity drives for the prize, and the impoverished
multitude cheer the performance.
1902. All manner of slavery in this age is tracea
ble to ignorance in Borne form, for ignorance will
ever occupy the smoker on the train of progress.
In all the ages past a very few men have been
willing to do the thinking for the masses, and they
still, like dogfennel exist under the hoof of travel.
The kind of politics that teaches that for the Gov
ernment tor uphold the rich, and the rich will take
care of the poor, is a fine scheme for hawks, but
bard on the doves.
When-justice is ignored and the voice of ptty is
stifled, and virtue becomes an article of commerce,
then it is that conscience is made to attend the
funeral of the soul.
The suggestion that "the masses have not inde
pendence enough to do their own thinking" is a
good one, provided proof of the existence of the
"thinker" can be produced.
Science discovers truth through the known fact
that one truth will fit every other truth; and a lie is
made manifest by its inability to fit another lie,
however ingenius its author.
Some reform movements, after they have made up
their committees, reminds us that there are too
many Generals and Colonels for the number of pri
vates they seem to be class conscious. .
Liberty, Freedom and "Free Trade" depends on
the word "free" for an advertisement for scraps left
ovir after trusts, combines, monopolies and merg-
, erj get through working for the "dear people."
r Theiborer and the capitalist were never friends,
for greed recognizes no law. Cupidity sheds no
i tears of sympathy, being heartless and soulless; it
, thrives best when pale faced want makes its sacrifice
for bread.
Ignorance and superstition are twins, born of the
same parents, who lived along the dark horizon that
j hung over the chaotic period when confusion peo
' pled the earth and sky with evil spirits and warped
the brain of the infant world.
Poverty often leads to drunkenness, but drunk
enness is the highway to poverty: want opens the
, door and want closes it, leaving behind a cemetery
through which the ghosts of the damned nightly
howl their anathema to the unhumanity of man.
I A private soldier is very private: he retires in
'v private to the Soldiers home, draws a private pen
; sion and is privately buried; while the General gets
1 big pay and a big pension and his widow draws
five thousand per year, dresses in silks and travels
in Europe: thus do thirjgs private make public
' things, and things public.
Our republic has the ballot box for the Ark of
the Covenant, and here we must meet God and man
and build for the future, or else take up the march
and hasten back to barbaric night where lost liber
ty sinks into oblivion and hope drops into the
ocean of dead thought, and the howling winds sweep
over and over the ashes of a dead republic.
A lie is the evidence of weakness, and is a fall
blooded child of theft; lives in a clouded brain;
etruts in ignorance; weeds on the waste matter of
civilization and is olten found In high places clad in
the robes of piety; it flourishes best during the po
litical campaign. The politician is its daddy, the
party devotee its agent, the fool its victim, violence
its fruit, and hell its reward.
Monopoly, combines, mergers and trusts are all
children ef cupidity born of the harlet of greed,
schooled in violence. They laugh at the tear on
the cheek of unpaid labor; they defy all law; they
fear net God, neither consider the rights of man.
"Partisan spirit" their foundation, political idola
ters their means to an end, and the continual igno
rance of the masses their hope of perpetuity.
LOVE IS A POISON TO SOME.
Conilesse D'AIeneourt In Paris, France, by Telegraph.
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XVi,, iTs 11 uosay rroieBBorsr ereanui leury,
two well known Tans hospital doc
tors, who, like Dr. Euiila Laurent,
medical superintendent of prisons,
made love their special study for
tii onr vaaro W If ri f An f)mnaan1
jiir- patients to practice on lovesick
people frjm all classes of society and of all ages
they dir gnosed the case to a certainty and at last,
having gathered all needed facts and proofs, are
ready to submit their discovery to the scientific
world according to Aesculapian practice.
Love is caused by a bacillus it's in the atmos
phere, the water, the soil, but, like other bacilli, it
attacks people only when they have reached a cer
tain, or rather uncertain, age.
As one may have measles at 16 or at 55, so one
may "catch" love while in short frocks and knicker
bockers, or when the hair is white and the step un
certain. When old folks take a disease like
measles, that, in the nature of things, is a malady
for youngsters,, it generally goes hard with them;
some die, others become morally or mentally crip
pled for the rest of th ir life. That the poison of
love prevading ancient hulks usually has similarly
deplorable after-affects needs no argument in this
age.
MM. Fere and Fleury have incorporated their
findings and opinions in two remarkable books
called (in French) "The Pathology of the Emo
tions" and "The Medical Side of the Passion of
Love," respectively. The volumes are announced
to aopear within a fortnight and are sure to make a
profound sensation the world over.
While the ethics of the profession forbid the is
suing of advance sheets of medical books, Prof.
Fleury was good enough to grant your correspond
ent a lengthy interview, in which he explained his
discovery fully.
"Love is a poison, a slow, seductive, malignant
poison. I say so despite the fact tb-tt poe ts and
others, have called love nectar and ambrosia for
time immemorial," said the professor by way of in
troduction i
"According to my investigations, in which I am
backed up by Prof. Fere, poets and romancers have
no business with love whatever love is simply a
pathological subject which was treated altogether
too long from its emotional, tragical or comical
side, ot from its moral or immoral aspects.
"That in this Twentieth century of ours love is
still regarded as a harmless, or harmful divertation,
is one our most dangerous inheritances fostered and
kept alive by polite literature. As a matter of
fact, love should be under the control of the health
board, possessing full police authority, for, in the
contradiction of all previous writings on the subject,
M. Fere and myself, after investigating love from
every conceivable standpoint, found it to be noth
ing short of a disease.
"It's undoubtedly caused by a poison that the
individual organism or bacillus that does the des
tructive work has not yet been found, does not count
for much from the standpoint of medical science.
Medical science has not produced the cancer bacillus
either, yet no one doubts that cancer is a poisonous
growth and disease.
- "The 'Pathology of Emotions' and 'The .Medical
Side of the Passion of Love' treat this new-eld di
sease entirely from the medical standpoint, giving
an analysis of its sources, and describing the me
chanism ot the disease, diagnosis, prognosis and
possible cure the whole process."
Your correspondent reminded the professor that
some poets do not refer to love as a disease.
"My colleague and I read and re-read everything
written on the subject by great thinkers and by po
lite writers," replied M. Fleury. "The nearest
poets ever get to the truth was in Stendhal's 'Coup
de Foudre' and in Alphonse Daudet's 'Sappho.'
Shendal, with, rare medical acumen, likens love to
the physical process of crystallization, a process that
under certain conditions, may be terminated by a
sudden impulse.
"Daudet's picture gives still more pathological
aspects. Ilia Hero's passion for an unworthy
creature exhibits all the symptoms of a case of pois
oning; like a malignant fever, the disease steadily
increases and finally kills both parties.
"Here is the pathological side of the case in a
nutshell:
"At first Sappho displeases him, just as initial
doses of nicotine poison are rejected by the healthy
stomach.
"But he gets used to her as the stomach gets
used to the tobacco poison; her charms embrace
him, as, etc., etc.
"Heget3 used to her and finally can't do without
her just as the smoker can't do without his cigar
or pipe. Sappho and her lover despise each other,
their life is spent in constant fighting and nagging.
So, in his heart of hearts, the smoker despises the
weed that enslaves him and makes him obnoxious
to his wife or lady-love perhaps.
"Daudet's hero is ready to commit any act of in
decency, to lower himself in his own eyes in order
to possess Sappho, while he knows that she will
poison his life, just as the cigarette fiend knows
that the poison he puts in his stomach and intro
duces into his lungs will eventually kill him.
"But why carry the comparison further! Any
one taking np Daudet's great book and reading the
features pointed out alongside a medical report on
cases of alcoholism or morphinism, will be con
vinced of the perfect identity of the poisons of love
and alcohol and morphine.
"As thousands of hospital cases and cases in
daily life show, to be in love is to be ill, to be pois
oned. The person in love is 'crazy' to be forever in
the society of the loved one; he suffers most acutely
under the effects of the poison when she is absent,
and when she comes, doesn't feel much better. His
losing isn't filled; he doesn't feci free to act as
good sense and his interests dictate.
"Generally speaking, the symptoms of the pois
on of love are almost identical with those called
fortn by morphine. The morphinist, like the love
poisoned man or woman, cannot live without the
drug; in his eyes the drug is the dearest thing in
the wide, wide world. He is unhappy withent it,
and unhappier still after applying it. The drug
exercises ever increasing power over him, it's a
most exacting mistress, though no less exacting
than the girl we love.
"Love robs us of our will power; so does mor
phine; so does alcohol. Morphine kills many a
man or woman, but its poison is no more dangerous,
albeit more apparent, than love's.
"Indeed, the ways of the love-poison are analog
ous to those of many diseases treated in clinical
lectures day by day. .
"Like alcoholism, ether-mania and morphine
mania, love frequently leads to maniacal intoxica
tion; the criminal columns of the daily newspaper
tells its story. I recall the cigarette-fiend-mur ier
ers, of which you had quite a lot in the United
States in late years. Undeveloped medical science
and still more undeveloped newspaper and public
openion,laid the blame on nicotine our discoveries
point to the fct that love, in conjunction with nic
otine or alcohol, is the very hotbed of crimes of pas
sion. "There is good wine, calling forth pleasant sensa
tions, wine that gives wings to genius; there is fusel
that drives men and women mad, brutalizes them.
"There are also two kinds of love."
"A joycus aud healthy love, the young love that
makes life worth living, and the sorry, degenerate
love, that doesn't know .smiles and is productine
only of tears and trouble.
But it is not the prohibitionists alone who say
that good wine, like bad wine, is a poison. The
bacillus of love, if it strikes at the right season, un
der favorable circumstances as to bodily health, age
and fortune, may confer incalculable benefits. In a
good many cases, it does, thank the Lord. The
trouble is we doctors eo little of such.
"Genuine love is happiness; to conceive a mere
animal passion for another person is to be unhappy.
The first is good wine, the other vile, maddening
fusel. .
"A victim of alcohol poison who had lost the
sense of bearing by the misuse of stimulants said
to his physician: "To hear wa9 good, it gave me
wonderful joy to hear the birds sing and my friends
talk, to listens to plays and operas, but it wasn't as
good as the bottles I used to drain.
"After the victim of alcohol poison, let the love
poisoned person speak. The following is from
one of Bonrget's novels: 'I know I will be unhappy
with her, but prefer to be unhappy with her to be-
ing happy with another.'
"Long-haired musicians have always exercised a
certain influence over womankind. As far as his
female audiences are concerned, Paderewski, for
instance, draws certaiuly as many dollars by the
length ofhia hair as by the ends of his fingers.
Whyf
Long hair is a most efficient disease carrier, so
much so, that in some countries physicians are re
quired to wear their hair and short beard to minim
ize the danger ot transferring bacilli of contagion
from one sick room to another.
"As to our virtuosos, they are, one and all, ex
cellent business men, even if they don't look it.
They affect, or feel, warm sentiments for their chief
supporters, women; it's easy to see how the love
bacillus nay be transferred from them to their
female admirers by way of the long hair.
'.'Here is a case of sudden poisoning by love:
"Not sc many years ago I was required, as medi
cal director of the Paris hospitals, to attend to the
case of a beaatiful American girl, who, in broad
daylight, had thrown herself upon the neck of
Pranzini, the strong man, the same who was exe
cuted for murder
"The p-tir met in a crowd at a street corner,
flirted, exchanged a few words, and the thing was
done. Embracing him, she cried: 'Take me away;
I love you.'
"Her father brought her to me without delay, and
after a week or so of kind treatment she returned to
America as the promised bride of one of her coun
trymen, to whom she had become engaged soon
after leaving my institute. Their married life is a
model one,' I hear, founded on' genuine love, love
not dua to a poisonous "owth like that Pranzini
incident. a.'
"The ways of .love-bacillus are many. Look at
the outward demonstrations of love-making: Press
ing of bands, kisses. The parties dine together,
drink and eat ice cream together, sing together,
closely sit together, nothing easier but that the
bacillus of,love wanders from one to the other.
In my hospital experiences, I listen to many a
lover's tale of woe that reads like the confession of
an opium-eater," continued Prcf. Fleury.
"The man of principle approaches the woman
without principles, out of curiosity first he doesn'
feel exactly right when be seeks the introduction.
"It's the same with the first pipe of opium. It
causes nausea, headaches; the would-be fiend is half
inclined to give up, just like the man Buffering from
the initial Htages of love-sickness. But they have
told him so much of her wit and charms; she is
'such a good fellow;' the pipe has euch wonderful
delights in store for him. He visits the lady a sec
ond time, he tries again. And he is again disap
pointed. Still it is not so bad as he thought at first.
He can understand now why others succumbed to
the fascination of the woman and of the pipe.
"After that the woman and the pipe have half
won the batila. The poison quiets his nerves
and again excites tnem; he is experiencing new,
heretofore unknown sensations. A strange power
has taken hold of him; the woman (and the drug)
triumph over his will power; they assume to lead
him, to determine his future, to play Providence
and smile away his troubles.
"The poor fool thinks himself supremely happy
because he has become irresponsible; fortune emp
ties the horn of plenty into his lap, he need only to
stretch out his hand to become a Croesus.''
"Some unbidden friend or relative offers inter
ference. 'Take a care, we know what such pass
ions lead to! This woman will drag you down
the pipe will be your ruin.'
"Of course the lover, the dreamer, gets angry.
As if he wasn't man enough to throw off a passion
at the right moment, when it threatens to become
overpowering.
"Our hero determines to hide hi9 infatuation, to.
henceforth deceive bis friends and himself. The'
beloved girl is spirited away to some secure nook
where intruders need not be feared. The opium
fiend no longer visits the well-known haunts, he
takes the drug home and smokes it in secret.
"Moments of disillusion are now frequent. The
woman is no longer the angel she first seemed; a
little research shows that all authorities ajrree, that
opium is the stuff that crazes and kills. Bat never
mind, he will git rid of her tomorrow this is pos
itively the last pipe.
"Tomorrow never comes, for inclination has grad
ually developed into a habit a habit which is fatal
to the will a disease and a master at the same
time.
"The infatuated man (the opium-eater, respect
ively) neglects his friends and his family, he invents
daily new excuses for avoiding those who have
claims upon his love or society. Ah, at last he is
alone, no annoying visitors, no disturbing conver
sation, no. impertinent questions. Now a pipe
in a few minutes its smoke will make him forget all
troubles that ever beset him. . But yesterday's dose
will no longer suffice. To forget, to enjoy, he must
increase it day by day.
"Love's poison works similar havoc: The pass
ion which seemed insiguificant at, the.bpgianing,
little by little undermined the foundation of his nat
ural instincts. At first he was content with an
hour per week; now he must see her daily, hourly.
"This opium, love's passion, becomes the great
necessity of many a man's life. He cannot do with
out it, he must see her or die. He can neither eat
nor drink, nor sleep, without the stimulant; he has
no other ambition than to be her slave.
"Will power is dead, memory is dying, family,
love has evaporated. 'How he is aging,' says his
friends.
, "The end everybody knows that. All poisons,,
taken in sufficient quantities, produce death."
Prof. Fleury concluded as follows: "A hundred
years ago Hufeland said: 'The question of sex is
the most important of all social problems.' Tolstoi
recently warned the world against love's poison.
It behooves medical science to furnish the facts. '
Much surprise is expressed that Senator Morgan,
who delivered a speech upon the Philippine bill on
Thursday and in favor of its passage, voted on
Tuesday against its passage. The surprise waa
greater because the senator voted with the Repub
licans first, last and all the way through, upon all
the amendments to the bill. We have seen no ex
planation of this conduct, but can immagine that
the senator, knowing the bill would pass anyway,
preferred to align himself with his party associates,
the Democrats, on the final vote. There is very lit
tle doubt that Morgan, as tbe defender of the civil
government, was the etrtesuian; Morgan, as the
voter against that bill, was the party man. Mobile
Register.
Now that Edgar S. Wilson has made his wife a
deputy in his office (United States marshall for the
southern district of Missisipri) he should make
haste to apologize to Anse McLaurin for criticising
his acta of nepotism during the latter'a incuni ency
of . tbe governor's office Greenwood Common
wealth. . ,8 ;
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The present strength of the army in tb.,ilip
pines is about 31,700 men. The changes niaue by
a new order will roduce it to abont 23,000 men, cr
rather mora . than one-third of the entire army.
Regiments now there are to be brought home short
ly, however, so that thn fetrength ia the island laay
be placed at about one-third ef the forces.
England is receiving ranch praise far the gctcrc i
ity of her peace tern: 3 rc-ir'.' 3 of the f ut that t!
terras were made by the L :crs.

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