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THE LAFAYETTE GAZETTE.
VOLUME I. LAFAYETTE, LA., SATURDAY, JUNE 24, 1893. NUMBER 16. rý 13 F, 01 [Copyright, 1833, by the Author] LAYING bach elor, Bert, at TI' ~this hour? The worm of prov erb must be nimble to escape so early a bird!" "Going to Philadelphia, Ed-business trip," Albert Harley answered shortly, not looking up from his breakfast in the club-dining room, as Edgar Vane sat down opposite and picked up the carte. But he studied his friend's clouded face over its edge, though he retorted lightly: "Case must be a criminal one, Bert; for you certainly don't look festive. -Woyn in it, of course?" "Nl; but a woman is cause of my leaving hone for a mess lile this!" IHar ley pushed back his plate and stood be fore the other, as he added: "Ed, I mnade a mistake to marry!" "You really astound me!" Edgar Vane said, quietly; but a dark gleam crept to his eyes, and color stole over his sallow cheek, over the Van Dyke beard. "You do not mean that Mabel is-" "All at fault? No!" Harley broke in. "But there are a million of petty trifles in married life that none may dream of withoutexperience. God knows I would speak so to no other man living! But you, Ed, were my college chum, Ma bel's oldest' friend-our groomsman! I tell you, the first year of my married life was heaven; this last has been hell! No, do not stop me. I cannot explain, but must speak. Merest trifles-very nothings-come tbetween us. I am ab sorbed hi the law; Mabel worn and rest less from ceaseless round of society. I know what you would say: faults on both sides. Granted; but if neither will acknowledge any fault. there is no way to peace. Old friend, my dream is over; and"-his voice shook; he swallowed something in his throat-"God help her! I fear hers is over, too!" "Tut! my boy; you have let yourself grow morbid." "I have not!" The other turned halt fiercely on him. "I have fought-yes, I have prayed-against this thing! I know I love Mabel; I am sure she loves me-sometinmes! I only fear she does not know what real love is-that she never did know!" Vane's even, white teeth held his lip firm, and he studied the menu atten tively; but his voice was very quiet as he said: "Probably not. . You were a great catch, Bert. (1ond looks, family and fortune daze a girl-" "Rut not-a lady!" the other broke in. "Why. Ed, she had refused a dozen richer men!" "Yes; women are riddles!" Vane an swered in deeper voice. "BIy the time you come back she'll change again." "God grant it! I return at-" "Cabman says just time to catch the train, sir," the servant said, and ITar ley wrung the other's hand as he cried: S"Good-by, old boy! Forget what 1 said. VWe'll talk no more of it-yet!" Lefta.nlone, Edgar Vane forgot to or der his breakfast, still staring steadily at the menu. lBut his eyes looked over its edge into the past and-the future! Under the magic of memory, the club breakfast room transformed into a bril liant ball scene. Music and glare of lights came before his dr einy sense. . Then the empty parlor beyond became a dim conservatory, whence wafted scents of tropic flowers and murmured, half-forgotten words. Again he satbe neath a tall palm: a stately, grand woman beside him, listening to his pas sionate voice: her fair head bowed; her gleaming bos.om panting at restraint of its low corsage. A question-a pledge -one first mnutua 1 kiss of troth-and the pair movel back among the dancers, happy, radiant, hopeful! Swiftly the scene chang es to a dimly lit, plain sitting-room. The same wom an-trembling, contrite. tearful-tells him she had spoken hastily; that she likes, admires, but cannot love him: that she 1 oves no one-and never can! And he- the petted darling of society; .he dreaded of mammas and the adored Df daughters-s-Lrides forth into the snowy night, shocked in vanity, irate, but not humnnbled! Edgar Vane dashed the menu to the floor; sprang erect to his feet and stared at hii s reflected shape in the tall mir ror. Then he ordered and ate his break $\st; his brow cl ouded and his eye dreamy, bh t his thin lips smiled under the Van Dyke beard, as he sipped his Sauterne. "I iras lonely; and it was very good of you to come, Edgar." Mrs. Harley certainly looked lovely, reclining in the great, tufted chair, her rich teugown emphasizing the soft curves of the finest figure in all society. "Say very selfish, rather," the man answered, earnestly. "I knew you were alone, Mabel. I knew too, you were unhappy!" "Nonsense! Why should I be?" A weary glance around the luxury of her boudoir finished the question. "Because you are a woman!" Hk rose -and stood close before her. "Because Bewels and bric-a-brac and equipa will not fill that yearning you all fe yearning you sometimes mistake, but which asserts itself too late! Mabel! you remem'oer-" "That I a.m married? Yes," she nn swered, we arily. "Heaven knows, the tiffs and tri'als never let me forget it!" "And you remember what might have been?" he went on passionately. "You do, Mabel! Wou compare the is, with whhat might be! No; do not stop me! When your pride drove me from you; whlien ay cursed vanii' rqfused to bend: when you married in pique a-" "Stop!" The woman rose facing him; tCislhix, t rebling, haas WQaU(s "Wdgst Vane, remember I am your friend's wife." "I can only remember that you should have been mine, Mabel!-that you love me, M1abellt-that you were the only woman I cared for in all my mateareer! Lcan only remember thaf my lips still carry the fire of the only kiss of real love yours ever pressed on man's!" "Oh, Edgar! You shall not!" Crim son-faced, trembling, she sunk into the tufted chair, her bosom tumult-tossed. He was on his knees beside her; her hands in his, hot kisses raining on them, as he cried: "Oh, my love! my lost darling! my poor, unhappy love! Curses on my pride that kept me from you!-that let you sacrifice-" "No! No!" she moaned. "I did love him!-I do still! But, oh, Edgar-I am very, very wretched!" "I know, my poor darlingt He is cold, absorbed, selfish. Your heart craves love-warm, living, thoughtful love, that places you above all; love like mine-" "Hliush! this is terrible!" She shud dered and drew from him. "For God's sake leave me! This is wrong-sinful! I do love my husband! Go, Edgar-go!" "I cannot-will not, Mabel! Three years ago, at order of your pride, I tossed away the jewel of your love! Life has been a dreary blank for me since-has been little more, for you. Now, you shall listen-" "Noat now! Not now! Go! In pity go!" Again she rose before him tall, stately, but trembling still; moving toward the door. "Not until I have your answer! Mabel, you love me! God never meant a heart like yours to waste on-" 'Go! If you-love me, go!" Her face pale now, her lips white, her bosom tumultuous. How, she knew not, but she felt strong armns clasp her fiercely hot breath fanned her shrinking check, her ear caught the murmured cry: "I obey, Mabel! I will come for my answer to-night!" Then she was alone, prone on the sofa, hiding in the down cushion the sobs that racked her. What were her thoughts? Does such flood of feeling let thought float upon it? "Well, there's a picture! Ion't move, my dear! The prettiest post! 'Niobe, all tears!' Has the pug colic, or has Bert lost a big case? Neither? Well, I haven't a minute; just drove by to tell you of a sad find for the King's Daugh ters! I met Vane at the door, so ran up .ovs ceremonie. Now, Mabel dear, this is something to cry for. You remem ber Tilly, my pet maid? Well, two years ago, she married-detective, or something; case of pique-second love, or something! They had no children; Van and I have seven!" Mrs. Van Bib ber-leader equally in her set and in her church-bridled and smoothed her seal skins softly. "Without children, there is no home. Beg pardon, my dear; I forgot! lut 'where there's life there's hope!' VWell, Tilly moped and drudged at home, while cr'o .spuso toiled "Ix I1s NAME." all day away. Old love reappeared; gambler, baseball man, or something else dreadful. It was the old story, Mabel. Yesterday I found her, ill, destitute, deserted, in a tenement hovel. Love had skipped out of the window; the wolf had prowled in at the door! T am on my way now to save that poor thing's life and to reclaim her soul-'in His Name!"' The little woman drew herself up and solemnly touched a little badge-a half-forgotten toy hiding itself under Mabel's diamonds. "Oh, Nellie!" Mrs. Harley cried, her cheeks aflame, her eyes downcast. "Hlow terrible! How could she! I'oer girl! here-give her this!" And the diamonds glinted from the shaking of the hand that held out her portemon naie. "Not a bit of it!" Mrs. Van Bibber answered. "Come along, and give her better than that. Tell her you're par ried and have no children; tell her yoe' love your husband and cling to him, spite of wealth, society and all tempta tions! Come with me, Mabel; and do your duty - as a daughter -in ilis Name!" The Ormolu clock chimes seven. Mabel Harley stands on the white bear skin, before the glowing grate; calm, determined, grandly beautiful, in her perfect dinner dress. By her-triumph ant, eager - almost earnest now stands Edgar Vane. "But why should I wait?" he pleads. "I have waited all these years; have loved you only-always! Oh, Mabel darling! say you will leave this iceberg and come with me! Give me my answer; and make a man of me, at last!" Expectant, rosy now, and palpitant, the young wife stands a very statue in pose; listening for something beyond his burning words. The front door slams; a quick step on the stair; she turns to Vane, placing her hand gravely in his: "I will give you your answer, Edgar! 1 will make a man of you at last!" Her eyes are on the carpet, her voice low and gentle, but with never a tremor as the parlor door opens wide and she acids: "Bert! husband! I humbly beg forgiveness for all my folly-all my sin. I am a King's Daughter. Our bond is Charity; and Charity is I~ve! Thank this friend for teaching me tihe truth in l ls X ame--tbat. ChLarity begins at HANDY THREAD BOX. It Is Just the Thin for Boys to Mlake fe Mother. Probably nothing in the category of domestic supplies is more productive of displays of temper than spools of thread which are left to work their own sweet will in a sewing basket Perhaps some of the romping boys with a patient mother would like to re ward this patience in some degree by a little work of their own in her be ,balf. If so, what would be more ac ceptable than a neatly-arranged box for spools of thread, one which will keep all the various ends free from snarls. The box shown in this cut is made from a cigar box of sufficient depth to hold the size of spools to be used and leave a little more than half an inch space between the cover of the box and the spoj. The bdk will probably be plastered inside and out with paper decorations hardly fitted to your purpose. Moisten these with a sponge and they can soon be scraped off with a piece of glass or a knife, or the box may be rubbed down with coarse sandpaper and pol ished with a finer grade. When this is done tighten the joints and fasten on the cover with small THE BOX. hinges, strips of leather or cloth glued on inside. Then get a piece of half-inch board and saw out a portion just large enough to fit inside the box; mark off the squares on this board so that tile lines will cross each other as near together as the spools can stand without interfering. At each point of crossing bore a hole with a very small gimlet and smooth off the board neatly with sandpaper or a plane; then drive through these holes from the under side some round wire nails long enough to reach the top of the spools. Put this false bottom in the box and along the front and ends bore as many small thread holes as there are pegs in the board. Put on a little metal fastening to hold the cover down and it is ready for decoration and use. A small ornament traced on with a burrin ing iron point is permanent and quite effective if carefully laid out, or it may be done with some dark wood stain laid on with a small brush in imitation of inlald work. After this is all done, varnish or oil the box inside and out and it will make a very pretty and acceptable gift.-N. Y. World. SEAFARING PIGEONS. One of Them Pell a Victim to the Jealousy of lIris Consort. On the old Constellation, says a writer in THrper's Young People, we had a number of pigeons, four or five pairs of different-colored plumage. The birds were great favorites and grew very tame during our long pas sages at sea. They had a comfortable house made for them by the ship's car penter, but they preferred one of our boats, a large roomy cutter, hanging at davits abreast the quarter-deck, where the officers used to take their after-dinner smoke. In the stern sheets of the cutter the pigeons had made nests, securing for that purpose odds dand ends lying about the decks, such as rope yarns, bits of cloth and broom straws that we would throw down for them to gather up. As the straws fell on deck, the birds would fly down from the gunwale of the boat. seize the pieces in their beaks antd fly back. Each pair was building a nest, and it was interesting to watch them work together. The most energetic seemed to be a purple hen, whose flights to the deck from the boat were most frequent. Nevertheless she kept good watch over her mate and saw that he did his share of the work. One evening, as this daily nest building was going on, the purple hlien, who had just carried a straw to the boat, hopped up on the gunwale, pre paratory to flying down for another. While there, her mate was on deck picking and choosing from a number of straws that had been thrown down for him. Close to him was a white hen pigeon whose mate was in the boat. The two interchanged, perhaps, same bird remarks or glances, not percep tible, however, to the officers who were standing about. The keen glance of the purple hen, on the con trary, saw indications of a flirtation in the actions of the two birds, and ruffling up her fenthers and pufling herself out to her fullest extent, she swooped down from her perch to the deck. Walking up to the pair with an air that showed unmistakable indig- I nation and wrath, she strutted around her mate, looking him squarely in the eye, and dealt him three sharp blows with her beak in quick succession. The blows fell squarely on the head of the bird, who staggered for a few seconds, and then fell over dead, an undoubted victim to the jealous rage of his consort. Nieeded Strengthl. Young Wife-I am surprised to have, a strong man like you askc tread of me. WYeary Wanders (with dignity)- Madam, if I wsre not a strong man I should not ask for your brcad.-Judge. The Diference. Papa-Why, May, yoU are too big a girl to play with dolls. May-Oh no, papa. This is a big doll.-Ilarper's Young People. On and Off. When a man gets off a pun he is al was anxelious for Sla~OHIC Qo e~ o et THE ISLE OF NID-NOD. iii 014 a satin sail, and a silver Tst, Over the purple waves to float; For a path of gold, from the sunset west. Shines out the way that we lore best? Shut. dear eyes that have drowsy grown. Dreams are waiting my swcg,. my own; Mother pilots her babe alone To the wonderful Islo of Nid-Nodl On the shores of pearl we will roam all night. Watching tho dream-elvces, wee and bright; They will sing a song for my baby dear Dance for my darling: do you hear? Gifts they'll lay at these dimpled feet. Stars and roses, all woven sweet: Oh, the pretties that we shall meet In the beautiful Isle of Nid- Noed When the scarlet glow of the dawn shall wakre. Homeward again our sail we'll takle: And we'll say good-by to the wee folks all, Promising every night to calll Soon my precious will coo with glee, Bafely moored will our dreamboat be; COme, my little one, sail with mo To the far-away Isle of Nid-Nodl --George Cooper, in Our Little Onoa. STORY OF A RING. Daisy, the White Kitten. Lost It, and Little Frank Found It. Little Frank was almost a year old, but he could not yet walk a step or speak a word. All Ihe could do was to sit upon the floor and play with blocks, and make his rubber doll squeak. One morning his mamma was going to make preserves, so she took off her gold ring and put it on the table in the dining-room. Then she left Frank FRANK FINDS TIlE IrINO. there on the floor while she went Into the kitchen. Pretty soon Daisy, the white kitten, came in and jumped up on the table. When she saw the ring she whisked it off, rolled it over the floor, and had a fine time. At last as she was pushing It about In a corner it sank into a small hole in the carpet that a moth had made. She tried to get it again, but by and by it slipped clear out of sight. After she had done this she strolled away to the barn and went to sleep on the hay. Frank had watched lher movements, but as he could not talk he nas unable to report her wrong doing. When his mamma lookel for her ring she could not find it anywhere, and she felt very sorry. For nearly three months the ring lay in its snug hiding place. During that time Frank had been growing and learning a great deaL lie could get all around the floor now. One day when he was creeping in the corner he found the tiny moth hole and put his finger into it. Then he would often go there and do the same thing till the hole grew larger. At last he saw something shining down among the loose thrceads and he pulled out the lost ring. Ie crept to I his mamma and held it up to her; and, oh, how surprised she was. "Where did Frank find it?" she ex claimed. Thlen he crept back into the corner and showed her the hole in the carpet; but she could not think how the ring ever got there. When his sister Maggie came from school and heard about it, she said: "I believe Daisy was the rogue that lost it; for yesterday she pushed my thim ble off the table and rolled it over the floor for a long time." So they agreed that this was the way the mischief had been done.-M. E. N. Hatheway, in Our Little Ones. Lost HIle rension. In a small village in Maine there lives an old soldier who has for many years received a pension from the gov ernment, which, with his small carn ings by occasional jobs, makes him comfortable. One day, while at work in the house of a neighbor, he slipped at the top of a flight of stairs, and fell to the bot' tom. The lady of the house heard the noise, and hurried to learn the cause. "Why, Ambrose," she said, "is that you? Did you fail downstairs?" "Yes, marm. I did." answered the old man, "and for about a couple of minutes I thougbt I'd lost my pension." Breaking It Gently. Young Wife-My dear, you were the stroke oar at college, weren't you? Young Husband-Yes, love. "And a very prominent member of the gymnastic class?" "I was the leader." "And quite a hand at all athletic e ercises?" " 'Quite a hand?' My graciousl I was ithe champion walker, the best runner, the head man at lifting heavy weights, and as for carrying? Why I could shoulder a barrel of flour an.-" "WVell, love, just please carry the baby a couple of hours; I'm tite4," Nemesis. Little Brother-If you mock anybody that stutters, you'll become a stutterer yourself. Little Sister-Will I? "Yes, you will; and if you mock any body that limps you'll get lame. 'cause that's punishment." "Then I guess that's why ladies has to begin wearin' hoop skirts. They's been laughinat folks that used to wear 'em."-Good News. oe W11in stay Up. Housekeeper-Ice will be very cheap next summer, won't it? Ice Man-Well, I don't know, mum. You see, we've got a good deal of dear ice left over from the year before, and we'll have to sell that first, because it might spoil, you know, and I'm afraid by the time the old stock is gone, the cheap ice will all be melted.-N. Y. Weekly. Poor*Musical Polities. Irate Politician-You shan't have a nickel of your bill, confound youl Bandmaster-WVhy not? Irate Politician-Why not, diot? What made you play "Die Am Rhein" whenever we go Irish district and "The WY the Green" when we got wards?"-Chicago Making It Black for The Cook-See heah, you Idjot, what you mixin' soot inter dat coffee fur? Is yd done gone crazy? The Waitress-Crazy? No. A gem men in de dining-room dar said he didn't want any yellar dish watah in his'n, but if I'd bring 'im a cup of black coffee he'd gib me a quartah. Harper's Bazar. A Slur on the Medical Profession. Squills-A doctor never makes a visit after his patient is out of danger. Bills- I've heard of them doing so many times. Squills-No, I guess not; for so long as a doctor continues his visits the patient is in danger. - Des Moines Argonaut. Pat's Joke. Pat was digging in a deep trench. "Hullo, Irish!" cried a man from above. "Oi was Oirish befoor 01 got in hemp," returned Pat, "but now Oi?'a_ iteb wan."-Judge." PRACTICALLY INDESTRUCTIBLE. Miss Fadette Flower-I have a great affection for that church, professor-as a child, I played about it, while it was building! Prof. Solomon Stiff-Is it possible? and it seems to be still in remarkably good repair!-Puck. Incerable. Ilicks-And you say that Styles was shot at by a miscreant in the public street. What a fright it must have given him. I don't suppose he'll get over it for years. Wicks-He'll never get over it. He is proud as Lucifer about it. He flat ters himself that he was mistaken for a millionaire.-Boston Transcript. No Poverty. Wife-That new gown of mine is a perfect poem, isn't it? Husband (who writes)-No, it isn't. I've been trying for an hour to make passementerie, or furbelow, or bout fant, or some of those other words in the bill, rhyme with dollars, and I can't do it to save my neck.-Detroit Free Press. A Good Excuse. Judge-Why didn't you give the purse to the police when you found it? Prisoner-Because it was late in the evening. 44 Judge-But why didn't you give it on the following morning? Prisoner-Because there was nothing more in it then.-Fliegende Blaetter. The Explanation Accepted. She-Have you doctors any feelings? He-Oh, yes. When my own brother is sick I call in another physician. Doesn't that show it? She-Yes. A man who has no com punctions about murder, but avoids fratricide, must have some feelings. Life. A Glib Salesman. Business Man-I'll buy nothing more from you. The last suit of clothes you sold me shrank terribly after a single shower of rain. The coat now doesn't reach as far as the waist and the trousers are up to the knees. Traveling Salesman-Then you have a Brst-cla.s bicycle suit, and the best thing you can do is to buy a wheel. Fliegende Blaetter. She Corrected fim. "You are the only girl in all the wide world that I have ever loved," he said to the Boston maiden. "I am delighted to hear you say so," she answered, "but I think you are hardly, correct in saying the wide world. Round world would be better. The world is round, slightly fattened at the poles."-N. Y. Press Made a Great mt. "I was immensely pleased with Ham phat in that last act." 'Why, he doesn't come on then at all." "No, I know he didn't."-Chicage Record. On Economy I~ent. "1 like to lunch with Barrow,. His conversation is very bright." "That's all right, but it's cheaper U get it direct from the comic papere"n Hiarner's 3azar. THE FINANCIAL DIFFICULTY. sate Which Condema the Republiesa Fiaanisal Policy. When an imminent danger threatens, the first thing to do is to avert it. It is time enough to inquire into the causes of the danger afterwards. This is plail the right policy in re gard to the e g financial difficulty. But the orgau of the discarded repub lican party are laboring to impeach the sense and the patriotism of a great ma jority of the people by assertions that "about money the democratic party is not to be trusted," and that the "heavy loss of gold" is occasioned by the fact - that `'an overwhelming prejudice with in, fe democratio party favors silver paymgents." It is due to the truth of history to meet this misrepresentation at once with a plain statement of incontest able facts: 1. When the democratic administra tion came into power, on the 4th of March, the "heavy loss of gold" under republican rule' left but 8987,000 of "free gold" in "the treasury, whereas when thealemocrats went out of power four years before the amount of free gold above the $100,000,000 reseye turned.over to Mr. Harrison was $W, 874,422. 2. There has been no democratic clamor in favor of silver paymea On the contrary, Senators foor and Cockrell, prominent advocates of free coinage, have approved the determina tion of the administration to pay in gold. 3. The most active cause of the pres ent difficulty is the republican silver act of 1890, under which, as Secretary Carlisle says, "the government has been and now is paying gold for silver bullion and storing the silver in the vaults, where it is as useless for any pur pose of circulation or redemption as iron, lead or any other commodity." 4. The suggestion of and authority for silver redemption are contained in this same republican law, which directs the secretary of the treasury to "coin of the silver bullion purchased under this act as much as may be necessary to pro vide for the redemption of the treasury notes herein provided for." In fixing responsibility stick to the Facts. But first of all, let all good citi zens sustain the government's policy to maintain the public credit and keep the public faith.--N. Y. World. HARRISON AS LECTURER. His War Policy Will nHavre to Undergo a Change. Ex-'residcnt Harrison's services have been secured as a lecturer on interna tional law at the Stanford university in California, and Senator Stanford is re ported as saying that 4ie "had an ab horrence of war, and had suggested to Gen. Harrison that in his lectures he should devote himself to any extent he desires to arguments for peace and arbi tration." It will be interesting to hear Gen3. Harrison lecture in favor of arbi tration, considering how much he did when in power to uphold, in his deal ings with Chili, that view of national honor which makes arbitration, as a means of settling international dis putes, difficult. The Chilians were in great trouble when the Valparaiso riot occurred; there was no reason for be lieving that the government authorized or approved of it, or were reluctant to punish the rioters. There was no doubt of our capacity to conquer the country in a single campaign, if we chose. The case was one, therefore, which eminent ly called for delay, and patience and forbearance, for, in short, the dis play of faith in peaceful meth ods. President Harrison, however, from the very first, permitted the navy department to shower threats on the Chilians, in such volume as to make it very difficult for a high-spirited people to apologize and make amends, and to commit the American press and public to a war policy towards a small feeble power. His getting in a war message on Monday because he had no telegram on Saturday is fresh in every body's memory. Should he come out now as a supporter of arbitration, we trust that he will bear in mind that a peaceful, peace-loving state of the pub lic mind is necessary to make arbitra tion successful, and that to produce this state the duelistic view of honor has to be laid aside. It was as difficult to persuade people, when they found we had a nice new navy, that honor did not require us to fight the Chilians promptly last year, as it would have been to convince a South Carolina gen tleman in 1859 that as good gentlemen as he here at the north kept their honor in good condition without either occa sionally shooting at anybody or being occasionally shot at. In short. in order to have peace or peaceful modes of set tling differences, we have to cultivate a peaceable disposition.-N. Y. Post. Carlisle's Backling. Democrats understand very well the pressure to which Secretary Carlisle is subjected by the millionaires and gold speculators, and he will find all demo crats ready to support him in carrying out a just and honest policy. He need not ask from these insolent and dicta torial people a single dollar either as a loan or as a favcw. If he wants another hundred million in gold, or if he needs two hundred million or three hundred million, to do what the plutocrats call "maintaining the public credit," the democratic party and the democratic congress will see that he gets it. Let him give these people to understand that it is inconsistent with the 'dignity of the United States under democratic administra tiosg to beg from them or to accept favors fromt them and that it is inconsiatent with both law and justice to borrow from them to help them cor ner money against the people. He can rely on it that the democratic' congress will give the treasury all the gold that can possibly be called for.-St. Louis Republic. ----Senator CullUm, of Illinois, is rallying around the flag which was low ered at Ilawqil The senator is always ready torally in times of peace.-St. Louis Republic. ----The republican newspaper corre spondents must get together on their stories before they can hope to peli the cabinet aParl-N. Y. World. CONFIDENCE RESTORED. Pablie Faith was Withstood Cowardly Republican Attacks. It is a credit to the people of this country that all the petty attempts to create a financial flurry and precipitate a disastrous crisis have been unavail ing. Never before has the spirit of party malignity more recklessly assert ed itself. The relations of the president and the cabinet have been misrepresent ed and an open rupture between them made to appear as imminent. Repub lican organs have exerted their influence to create a .want of confidence and to arouse the financial interests of the west against those of the east. There has been a well-defined purpose to in jure the administration in the eyes of the country, no matter what disastrous consequences might ensue. But publio faith has withstood the cowardly as saunlt because firm in the belief that those who have been placed at the head of affairs will do that which is wisest and best for the good of the govern ment and the people. The recent meeting of the secretary of the treasury and the bankers of New York removed any disturbing doubts that may have been created in the minds of the business men and the financiers of the country. It threw light upon phases of the question that were before obscure, and corrected-mis understandings that had arisen. It brought out clearly the fact, which some have affected to doubt, that-the secretary and the bankers have the same object in view, and are entirely agreed as to the necessity of repealing the silver act of 1800 as the only com plete remedy for existing evils. There were some differences of view as to the details of the action probably required in the interval before .this repeal can be achieved; but they are anxious to co operate with each other in the most cordial manner. These facts are of the utmost impor tance, because it is plain that no finan cial policy can be successful which, on the one hand, has not the approval of the secretary, and on the other does not meet the requirements of the large commercial and financial interests rep resented by the bankers. Secretary Carlisle has shown a clearer conception of the situation and its demands than some even of his friends were willing to concede to him. He has also recog nized the responsibility of the bankers as trustees for the greater part of the business of the whole country, a matter which in itself is of primary impor tance.. With amicable cooperation se cured, and with the known broad and well-considered views of President Cleveland, the country can look for ward to the difficulties which must be met with confident assurance that they will be overcome without serious conse quences to the business interests of the country.-Detroit Free Press. CLEVELAND'S FINANCIAL POLICY A Declaration Which Leaves No Room for Doubt or Unertainty. The following authoritative statement by President Cleveland clears the financial atmosphere. It follows up specifically the pledge of the inaugural address. It meets boldly a situation which has thrown into uncertainty many positive men. The president says: '"The inclination on the part of the public to accept newspaper reports con cerning the intentions of those charged with the management of our national finances seems to justify my emphatio contradiction of the statement that the redemption of any kind of treasury notes, except in gold, has at any time been determined upon or contemplated by the secretary of the treasury or -any other member of the present adminis tration. The president and his cabinet are absolutely harmonious in the deter mination to exercise every power con ferred upon them to maintain the pub lic credit, to keep the public faith and to preserve the parity between gold and silver and between all financial obliga tions of the government. "'hile the law of 1890 forcing the purchase of a fixed amount of silver every month provides that the secretary of the treasury, in his discretion, may redeem in either gold or silver the treasury notes given in payment of sil ver purchases. yet the declaration of the policy of the government to main tain the parity between the two met als, seems so clearly to regulate this discretion as to dictate their redemp tion in gold. "Of course, perplexity and difficulties have grown out of an unfortunate financial policy which we found in vogue, and embarrassments have arisen from ill-advised financial legislation, confronting us at every turn, but, with cheerful confidence among the people and a patriotic disposition to cooperate, threatened dangers will be averted, pending a legislative return to a better and sounder financial plan. The strong credit of the country, still unimpaired, and the good sense of our people, which has never failed in time of need, are at hand tS E save us from disaster."--Al bany Argua . -The emphatic statement of th president as to the determination to continue the payment of the treasury notes in-gold will set at rest theaoubts which the timid ones have had as to the policy of the administration in that re gard. The statement is of value in an other aspect. It calls attention to the fact that the existing trouble, concern ing which his republican critics are so - voluble, is of republican origin. It is the Sherman law more than any other agency-more indeed than all others combined-that has brought about the present situation. The practical efeet of that measure has been to compel the - government to exchange itsj gold for silver, and it was idle to expect that this could be continued indefinitely without depleting seriously, if not dan gerously, the stock of gold. -Detroit Free Press. --The democratic administratio turned o'er to its republican seceeWoy four years ago nearly ten times as much free goldcus it received back fromi Sea retary Foster last March. AS~sda the republican organs assert tbat return to the old regime is - . to restore t'UonSI n@dene-N Y. ·- Oii