Arkansas ladies' journal., December 06, 1884, Image 5

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■[ANSAS LADIES’ JOURNAL’
■JIM W. LOUGHBOROUGH,
■ EDITRESS.
GILBERT KNAPP, ]
K S W. A CANTRELL,
TATE, I
E W GIBB, I Associate Writers.
GEORG! NE WOODRUFF,
... J. L. PALMER,
i|| BESSIE CANTRELL, J
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Hddies io business enterprises, can find with this journal
rates of advertising.
or subscriptions, and matter intended for the
our paper, we desire addressed
hH “ARKANSAS LADIES' JOURNAL."
SVe thank the friend of our Journal,
■tlWynn, Cross Co., for her earnest, ap
■ciative words, and also for the enclosed
■Dint of subscription. Her letter was a
I rea d an( l we h°pe always to de
such kind and cordial wishes as she
M(k us,
Me are nearing the period of our half-
Mly existence. Kind Providence, kind
puds and kind patrons have cheered us
months ot our weakest existence,
Mj we have gained a strength that is a
mtion within its self. Never will we
M et the noble words, the thoughtful acts,
MDnselfish cheer that nerved us to give
■ to the cause of thoughtful,
(!SMh • W ° maulloo A as we wish it repre-
E 111 this state—the blossoming, gen-
a h of Arkansas.
■ ■ l ' r ' l ' v :1 few days since there
K !,u the fine monument erected, to
rnßn A'° rate hattie of Monmouth.
;l 'Bf S in|. ni()nUment tl,ere arefi ve has
■k e l , Onze re P re senting five scenes
J ißherL i ° ne P res ents the famous Molly
1 ■'’<»'»?" j akes ller lu ' sban <l’s place at
IS Wf roni ke|,, " cl< yM» l ly has been mod-
■”*, whiled feat " reS ° f Mary
Batted hk f. IK ° n ’ the electrician ’
a ‘ ’ ace to be modeled, he
B T bu S f i aßUnner Upon tl,is work of
If : llnk tlle past wit hthe
3iM rave aQ d determined
LITTLE ROCK, ARK., DECEMBER (i, 1881.
I action belongs to the heroic dead but the
faces which influence our imagination, be
long to the present of polish, cultivation,
yet of resolute individual effort also.
At the St. Louis Exposition there was a
curious display of heraldry, among which
were one or two crests that held alliance
with old heraldric arms of English families.
These crests bore quaint, mis-shapen em
blems, that, for six or seven generations,
had graced and rendered distinctive plate,
carriage, panels, furniture, and the many
articles of personal property that the law
will permit a widow, or her family, to re
tain, though the various vicissitudes of life
sweep from them every other possession.
Other emblems, we looked at were of the
new heraldic designs, fresh and recent; de
signs thatthe New York traders in heraldry
had supplied. The age has grown practical:
“ The knights they are dust,
Their good swords rust.”
New weapons are required to carve away
to fortune now. In days gone by, when
the knight errant set out to seek his fortune,
his sword was his dependence, but now it
is the pick and shovel of the railroad, or
the tjirob of the furnace, the foundry or
the mill, that win the way to fortune with
a modern knight. In the past the knight
set oiit to hew away for himself to estab
lish a title and position for his successors,
by his courage and force of will. Rarely
do we find more than one of a family pos
sessing the forcible power or mettle to meet
circumstances or the world at large, and
establish a prosperous family name, winning
for the family the right to a coat of arms.
To win one’s way, requires tenacity of pur
pose, intense activity, perseverance, cour
age and strength of ambition. So be the
individual a knight of old renown, or the
busy working man of to-day, be he manu
facturer, lawyer or merchant the same
qualities of active working power and spir
ited determii at ion, win as surely as the
knightly sword of old.
One crest, “I bear the cross bravely,”
was the heraldic design of a prominent
railroad president, and “ \\ here is the
cross ?” a friend queried, smilingly, for the
president was a millionaire. The cross
proved to be a cruel internal disease that,
Subscription, $2.00 a Year.
for years, the sufferer had bourne patiently
not abating a whit in his work day by day.
“I cleave a course for myself,” is another,
but the one who gained and bore the crest,
now sleeps in his family vault. Yet, in
life, by the unaided power of a clear brain,
lie did cleave his way—cleave it to a com
manding position among men. Undaunt
edly, he strove with the mettlesome forti
tude of a hero, before great odds, before
failures and sudden reverse, before envv
ings and cool friendships, before any of
these gave way and let him pass to the em
inence he deserved. A fine, clear intellect
is equal to any of the besetting difficulties
that may oppose, and such, if morally right,
or without the weaknesses that drag down
a fine mind, can have no fear. For is not
the brain nature’s own crest, surmounting
the human structure, with the ensigns of a
crown,to lead, to guide, to succeed, through
the subtile intuitions of power and nerve.
Sister M. Frances Clare, the “ Nun of
Kenmare,” who recently arrived here from
Queenstown, is desirous of obtaining assist
ance in the carrying out of her project to
maintain her Home for Irish Girls, which
she has already established. She is accom
panied by a Sister of her order and the
Very Rev. Canon Monahan, who preceded
her to this country. Her great object is to
prepare girls for emigration. “ I wish with
all my heart,” she says, “ that our girls
were not obliged to leave their own coun
try; but since they will do so, it is a most
urgent duty of charity, and it would un
doubtedly be a public benefit both to Amer
ica and Ireland, to help them prepare for
their future lives.” She proposes, there
fore, to give a short practical training to
such girls as wish to emigrate in order to
enable them to succeed better. The “ Nun
of Kenmare ” makes an appeal to the citi
zens of New York to help her in her work.
Address care of James Rogers, post office
box No. 156, city.
Graham puffs for breakfast are richer
and a great deal nicer than the plain gem;
take one pint of sweet milk, one pint of
graham flour, half a teaspoonful of salt, and
one egg, beat the egg, then add the milk,
and then the flour gradually, beat it very
briskly for four or five minutes, then pour
into buttered gem pans; bake in a hot
oven.