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Weekly Newspaper of Allegany County, Maryland FORTY-THIRD YEAR. NO. 29 Widely Opposite Views Of Two Clergymen t They Differ Greatly on the Moral , Status of Frostburg—One Praises the Town More Thau the Town De serves, the Other Overdoes the Knocking Act. I Rev. J. C. Walker Evidently Does Not Like the Yankees and Hence Gives Them a Slam in a Vir ginia Newspaper. ; It is always interesting to note what ’ visitors to Frostburg have to say con- j cerning our town when they write ! concerning it for the public press, j It is also just as interesting to occa- < sionlly read something in an outside i newspaper that was contributed by a ; resident of Frostburg. i Some time ago The Spirit reviewed i a very interesting article concerning i Frostburg that appeared in The Som erset (Pa.) Standard, said article hav- , ing been contributed by the Rev. S. t G. Buckner, a prominent Pennsyl- ] vania clergyman, who had been here . on a visit. \ The Rev. Mr. Buckner paid a high , tribute to Frostburg, picturing it as , far above the average community in , point of morality, and judging from , what he had to say obout the prosper- , ity of the miners, one would think that ; to be a Frostburg or George’s Creek 1 miner would be to revel in wealth and , luxury. I The Picture Was Too Rosy. Now, the bouquets thrown to Frost- ' burg by the Rev. Mr. Buckner were ! all very nice, and his statements all ( sounded so good that we sincerely ' whished they were true. But the compliments were overdone, and ' rankly inconsistent with some other 1 portions of the Somerset preacher’s 1 write-up, and before he finished his very flattering“spiel”he referred to the 1 fact that our towfi has 43 saloons, add- 1 ing that some of them are conducted by ex-convicts. 1 In fact he mentioned several things ; that would indicate that Frostburg is ’ anything but a good town morally, ' and hence his whole write-up fell flat. 1 All the average Frostburger wants i for himself and his town is justice. < lie does hot want hisfowu represented < as a paragon of virtue, and neither < does he want it pictured as a hotbed 1 of vice, when he well knows that it is i neither. Frostburg is Much More Good ’ Thau Bad. . While we do not consider that Frost- , burg is above the average town of its size in point of morality, it is never- . theless as good as the average, as we , view it, and we feel sure that our town ( is at least much more good than it is , bad. j The trend of the Rev. Mr. Buckner’s , article seemed to indicate that about everything here was supremely good, except the saloons, saloon-keepers and Sunday baseball, and the latter he laid to the door of the Catholics, all of : which was very unjust and out of : order. The evils of this community are not all represented by the saloons, saloon keepers and Sunday baseballists, and the good of the community is not mo- : nopolized by any particular sect. We have the best kind of people in and out of all our churches, and those not as good as they should be are also not confined to any one class. Frostburg As Viewed By Rev, J. C. Walker. We have just come across another view of Frostburg and her people. ‘ This time it is from the pen of the Rev. J. C. Walker, a Frostburg cler gyman, and it appears in the Mathews (Va.) Journal, of July 23, 1914. It seems that the Rev. Mr. Walker, in remitting for a subscription to the said Virginia newspaper, took occa sion to review his work here and also take a crack at the town and some of its people, and somebody has taken the trouble to mail The Spirit a mark ed copy of said newspaper containing the Rev. Mr. Walker’s letter, which here follows: Encouraging. Mr. W. M. Minter, Mathews, Va. Dear Friend Minter : Please find in closed check for the Journal, “The best weekly paper in existence.” I have been here one year and many changes have been brought to pass. I found a membership of 85 ; have bur ied 4, and have on the roll now 111. All have come in under my own preaching. I get my money every Monday morn ing. I found a debt on the parsonage of $1,400, and on the Isth of January SSOO of that was paid. We will pay it all this January. I was successful in getting S3OO from our Church Exten sion Society in Baltimore to help on the improvements, which will cost $2,000 and are well under way. We miss many of the good, congen ial friends in Mathews, and do not find the Yanks Virginians. Religious sen timents are at a very low ebb. Folks believe in an open Sunday here ; any thing goes. I would like to drop in and hear one 1 THE FROSTBURG SPIRIT >o of Brother Foushee’s good sermons. I hope all of your subscribers will pay up before protracted meeting, as they would enjoy the meeting more. ****** If I have any friends in old Math ews, give them my regards. I will close with a standing invitation to visit us on top of the Alleghenies. Sincerely, J. C. WALKER. Now For a Little More Comment. Judging from the contents and tone of the Rev. Mr. Walker’s letter, we take it for granted that Virginia is his native state, and that the Mathews Journal is his old home paper. If this is true we commend Mr. Walker on his loyalty to the old home sheet down where he came from. We also con gratulate the reverend gentleman on the progress he reports in the congre gation under his pastorship. Only 4 deaths in a year, 26 new members, a reduction in the church debt of SSOO, all during the same period, is indeed most gratifying, considering that death is ever near and sin and evil abound ing everywhere. And then, too, he says he gets his money every Monday morning. On this we congratulate Mr. Walker most heartily. No wonder he can afford to pay his subscription to the paper from the old home town. We also feel like eulogizing Rev. Mr. Walker’s congre gations, for there are an awful lot of church congregations that do not treat their preachers so well. Many church members do not pay their church dues at all. In some cases the members of the church would rather spend their money for booze than to pay their portion towards the preacher’s salary. In other cases members pay liberally, but never attend church, and in a good many cases they never hear any thing worth listening to when they do attend. But the Rev. Mr. Walker seems to have a model congregation, a congre gation whose members pay their preacher, and who also attend church, which indicates that they feel that they are getting the worth of their money. Two of The Spirit’s employes at tend services there pretty regularly, and they speak most highly of the First English Baptist Church of Frostburg. The editor sometimes feels like attending services there also, but is kept too busy scheming all day on Sunday to raise the necessary rev enue to‘pay his employes a. the end* of the following week, for our printers, like preaehers, need their money when it is due, and should have it. With the editor and proprietor, however, it is different. He doesn’t need money at all, oh, no! At any rate a big lot of his patrons seem to think so, and with them it is just a plain case of putting it off. But yet we live and and move and have our being, and we wouldn’t trade jobs with any preacher on earth, although we do more hard work in one week than any preacher in this town does in a fortnight, and then some. A Slam at the Yankees. While we commend the Rev. Mr. Walker for most of the things uttered in his letter, we nevertheless can’t refrain from good-naturedly remark ing that he seems to dislike the “Yanks.” He does not find the “Yanks” Virgininas, he says. Per haps we do not quite grasp his mean ing, but we infer from the wording in his letter that he esteems them less highly than he does the Virginians, and also that he is disposed to hold them more or less responsible -for a wide-open town on Sunday. If our inference is correctly drawn, we think it would be as unjust to hold the “Yanks” responsible for an open Sunday here as it was on the part of the Rev. Mr. Buckner, of Som erset, Pa., to try to saddle the blame for Sunday baseball on the Catholics. The “Yanks” are just like all other people—good, bad and indifferent. A good “Yank” is just as good as any good Virginian that ever lived, and a bad “Yank,” is just as bad as any bad Vigiuian that ever lived. In fact one is just as good or just as bad as the other, if not more so, “as the fel ler says, says he.” But who does the Rev. Mr. Walker mean when he says “Yanks,” any way ? There are very few genuine Yankees in Frostburg. We are aware of the fact that away down South every man from the portion of the United States lying north of the Mason & Dixon line, the line that di vides Pennsylvania and Maryland, is called a Yankee. But amo'ng the peo ple of the North, only the people of the New England States are referred to as Yankees. However, it matters but little wheth er all the Northern people or only the people in the New England States can properly be classed as Yankees. The fact still remains that Northern capi tal and Northern brains have each contributed largely to the splendid moral and industial development of the South since the Civil War, and especially during the last 25 years. Many of the most progressive cities of the South are dominated by Northern brains and Northern capital. Of these, Roanoke, Va., Atlanta, Ga., and Jack sonville, Fla., are splendid examples. And there are many others. Although the writer was born and FROSTBURG, MD, THURSDAY, AUGUST 20, 1914 partly reared south of the Mason & Dixon line, and hence classed as a Southerner by birth, he nevertheless concedes, as most of us do who live here at the gateway between the North and the South, that neither this com munity nor this state is any worse off morally, industrially or otherwise on account of the fact that many “Yanks” or Northern people have cast their lot among us. In fact, the re verse is true. Religious Sentiments at Low Ebb. The Rev. Mr. Walker publishes it to the world that the religious sentiments here are at low ebb. We somehow don’t like that kind of a statement concerning our town to be published in outside newspapers. Not that sin is less prevalent here than in most places, but it somehow has a tendency to create the impression that this is an extraordinarily wicked and illiter ate community, all of which is not true. But granting that it is true, for the sake of argument, why is such the case ? Have we not a great abund ance of churches and preachers for a town of this size ? Have we not, in fact, far more churches, lodges and other organizations pledged for the moral uplift of society and the com munity than most other towns of this size have ? Have we not also, in ad dition, much street preaching, opera house preaching, etc.? Yea, of a truth we have a great abundance of preaching, teaching and exhorting. But if religious sentiments are at a low ebb here, as the Rev. Mr. Walker asserts, then the fact is patent that our preachers and religious teachers lack the force they ought to have, and it may yet be necessary to get Billy Sunday here to chase the devil out of town. But the trouble is, Frostburg is unable to raise the big price that the more or less reverend Bill always demands for a thorough job of town cleaning and devil-routing. Then, too, the devil is soon back on the job again after Mr. Sunday quits a town, and we are always confronted with the danger of preachers hearing a call from the Eord to go and preach in some other field, where a bigger salary is offered. And so the old world wags, and after all, one town is about like an other, all of us have a big lot of hu man nature about us, and are prone to do the things we should not do, but let undone the things we should do. In this land, all about us, in every direction, we have churches and churchianity galore, but real Christian ity is rare enough. The present big war between the so-called Christian nations of Europe is strong proof of this assertion, and the unspeakable Turk is at present behaving much better than his alleged Christian neigh bors. Therefore, if the religious sen timents are at low ebb in Frostburg, as Rev. Mr. Walker asserts, let us console ourselves with the fact that old Frostburg on the Pike is no worse than ‘the balance of the so-called Christian world. AUTO ACCIDENT. Mrs. Richard Harvey Injured by the Overturning of the Family Car Cumberland Paper the Victim of a Very Erroneous Report. East Sunday afternoon while out in their automobile, Mr. and Mrs Rich ard Harvey, of this city, accompanied by their little grand-daughter, Miss Maydee White, and Misses Bertha and Hazel Emrich, met with an accident at Spruce Bridge, near Clarysville. Mr. Harvey was running the car, and in some way, he hardly knows how, one of the front wheels was suddenly turned in under the machine, which caused it to be turned upsidedown, throwing out the occupants and giv ing them all quite a scare. Mrs. Harvey the only one of the party that was hurt, but she was not dangerously hurt. However, ow ing to the breaking of her spectacles, her face was slightly cut, and one cheek and her chin were also quite badly bruised. Immediately after the accident hap pened, Senator F. N. Zihlman and Attorney Phil Roman came along in an automobile, and in rescuing Mrs. Harvey from her perilous position, one of her shoulders was pulled out of joint, which, however, was soon righted, and Mrs. Harvey was prompt ly taken to her home on Frost avenue in the car Messrs. Zihlman and Ro : man were traveling in. Mr. Harvey’s car was but slightly damaged, and he was able to take the other members of his party home in it shortly after the accident. Mrs. Harvey has completely recovered from the shock, and her injuries are ! healing rapidly and no longer caus j ing her any pain. ! The account of this accident that : was contributed to the Cumberland Press by its Frostburg correspondent, was almost entirely devoid of truth. : The Press account stated that the ac cident happened near Grantsville, 1 that the driver, Mr. Harvey, is 70 years old, whereas he is but 58, and . that the Harveys live on Grant street. But the report was only a fair sample of the stuff that is sent from Frost burg to the Cumberland papers and l palmed off as news. RIVAL EDITORS. Good Reason For Bitter Attacks Made by French Papers. SOME years ago there were in Paris two papers, the Razor and the Scorpion, which were always at tacking each other. Every week people bought the Razor to read, how it cut at the Scorpion and then purchased the Scorpion to learn how it stung the Razor. A certain philanthropist, feeling puiu ed to see such animosity displayed. In vited the two editors to dine. In the hope that over good fare he could make peace between them. At the appointed time one lean, melancholy man pre sented himself and was ushered In After an Interval, as no other guest ap peared, the host demanded: “May I ask, are you the editor of the Razor or the Scorpion 7" “Both!" said the sud eyed man —New York Journal. A Useless Pause. “To oppose the new woman Is like op posing the tide with a broom. Better still, it’s like Calhoun Clay.” The speaker was Dr. Horace C. Newte of Denver, who has for a long time been championing the slashed skirt on the ground that It makes for hardiness and prevents cold. “Calhoun Clay,” he resumed, “was getting married. Little and lean, he stood at the altar beside a tall and ro bust bride of 180 pounds or more. The ceremony proceeded regularly until, in the bride’s reply, the words *to love, honor and obey’ were pronounced. “At this Juncture Bridegroom Cal houn Clay held up his right hand. A pause ensued. In the silence Calhoun said: “ ‘Excuse me, pahson, but Ah would have us wait a moment an’ let de full solemnity o’ de words sink In—espe cially de last two. Ah's been married befo’.’ ” —Philadelphia Ledger. Time to Turn. Grace was a country girl whose par ents sent her to the city to attend col lege. When the holidays came around and she came home her mother gave a reception In her honor. Some of the girl friends asked Grace to show them her new gowns. Oblig ingly she brought out several modish gowns, and. holding up a particularly pretty one of silk, she snld: “Isn’t this one perfectly beautiful? And. Just think. It came from a poor, little, insignificant worm!” Her hardworking father was seated near, watching the performance, and he replied: 'by “Yes, darn It, and Pm that worm I” Lipplneott's. National Movement. “Hubby, as an appeal for suffrage we suffragists are going to all wear red gowns As a silent protest the anti suffragists are going to come out In green gowns. As a counter protest we propose to come back with purple gowns." “Well, what of It?" “That will be SBO for me, please,”— Louisville Courier-Journal The Way It Looks. “I’ve been sizing up conditions in criminal circles.’ began the young man with the notebook, "and I’ve reached one conclusion.” “That It’s a pretty bad world?” “Not only that, but the size of the gilt determines the size of the guilt.”— Judge. Mistaken. A young man who had prolonged his call on his sweetheart a few nights ago was surprised when a window In an upper story was raised as he left the house and the mistress called: “Leave an extra quart this morning, please!”—New York Globe. Willing to Correct. “There are some parts of your speech that I find hard to understand.” “Point ’em out." replied the great statesman, "and I’ll rewrite the other portions. I intended the entire speech to be that way.”—Stray Stories. A Woman’s Way. Bachelor Caller—My dear fellow. 1 thought your wife had forgiven you and promised to forget it Husband—So she has, my boy. But she didn’t promise to let me forget she’d forgiven me.—Exchange. A Slur at the Cuisine. “It's a pity there weren’t cooking schools In the time of Adam and Eve.” “Why?” asked his wife. “I don’t believe Adam would ever have eaten that apple if Eve had baked it In a pie.”—Washington Star. Ragtime. Mr. Flatte—That was the best piece of ragtime 1 have heard on our piano player, dear. Mrs. Flatte—Well, that was one of those porous plasters I got In there by mistake.—Yonkers Statesman. Kismet. A humorist roamed The wlldwood free And fell asleep 'Neath a chestnut tree. —Birmingham Age-Herald. A squirrel saw t Him sleeping, but It did not gnaw The chesty nut. , -Youngstown Telegram. The humorist stayed There all the night And perished from ) The chestnut blight. I —Springfield Onion. [ A burr oame down. He said In fun. “A burr has points; 1 A chestnut, none.” _ —Ypnkera Statesman. STATE POLITICS NOW WARMING UP Col. W. Bladen Lowndes Urges Re publicans to Line Up Solidly for Carrington for U. S. Senator. For Congress, Warner and Zihlman Are Both Looming Up Strong in the Sixth District. Whichever One Lands the Repub lican Nomination Will Likely Defeat Lewis. Baltimore, Aug. 17. —With all the chances of a primary fight ended, W. Bladen Lowndes today called upon all Republicans and believers in Republi can national principles to line up be hind Col. Edward C. Carrington, Jr., for the United States Senate. At the same time Colonel Carrington tele egraphed to former Judge John C. Motter, of Frederick, declaring that the latter’s launching of the Carring ton senatorial boom in 1913 had given him (Carrington) the courage to make the fight. While Western Maryland would have liked to claim the Republican senatorial nomination, Lowndes today said his condition was a thing of the past, that Col. Carrington is now the accredited Republican candidate, and that therefore he proposes to make a personal canvass through the Sixth district for the nominee during the campaign. In addition, he predicted the district would return a heavy vote both for Carrington and the district’s congressional candidate, whether he be Senator Frederick N. Zihlman or Brainard Warner, Jr. In giving his views of the situation today, Lowndes said: “I believe this country cannot enjoy the prosperity it is entitled to, except under the principles of the Republican party,and with true believers in these principles to carry them out. “The senatorial primary lists have closed, Colonel Carrington is unop posed and he is, therefore, the ac credited Repnblican candidate for the United States Senate. I am for Col. Carrington, as I will be for the con gressional nominee selected by the voters of each district of Maryland. To carry out the Republican princi ples which will bring prosperity to the nation it is necessary to elect Re publican officials. I will, therefore, make a personal canvass at my own expense throughout the Sixth dis trict in the interests of Colonel Car rington and the district’s Republican congressional candidate, whoever he may be. And, further, I believe the Sixth district will return a heavy vote in November for the Republican can didates, thus carrying out the belief that the Democratic rule is a failure. “Of course I know our Democratic friends will blame the present bus iness troubles of the country on the war, but I am sure the Maryland voters will be too intelligent to swallow such arguments. The greater part of the business depression came long before the war, and had absolutely no bear ing on the European conflict.” Colonel Carrington, now that the primary senatorial lists have closed, left town this afternoon for a brief rest. Before leaving he remembered with gratitude the fact that Judge Motter, of Frederick, had launched his boom last year, and sent the fol lowing telegram: “Judge John C. Motter, “Frederick, Md. “The suggestion of my candidacy by you last fall for the Republican nomination for United States Senator and your strong endorsement of my ability to make the campaign,was the inspiration that gave me the courage to go into the fight. I hope you are on the road to rapid recovery. “Edward C. Carrington, Jr.” Launched Boom. Judge Motter’s suggestion of Col onel Carrington was given in an in terview in Hagerstown on July 24th, 1913, in which the Western Maryland leader and former jurist said, in part: “Colonel Carringion has done a vast amount of work and made many sac rifices to bring about the present har monious condition of affairs, and is entitled to great credit for what he has done. He is a man of ability and high character,'and will worthily rep resent Maryland in the Senate. Ido not know that he wishes to be a can didate; but, if he should consent to accept the nomination, I am confident that he could get it without any se rious opposition, and his candidacy will give great strength to our party in this critical period. “This is the time for all real Re publicans, no matter what real or imaginary grievances they may have had, to forget the past and work loyally together for the future of their party and the welfare of their country. “I feel certain that a very large proportion of the Republicans of this section of the state will welcome the candidacy of Colonel Carrington and do all in their power to secure his election in November. He is young, full of enthusiasm and vigor, and will make a memorable, and I believe a successful campaign. Anything that I may be able to do to secure his nom ination and election will be done with hearty good-will and much pleasure.” The Napoleon ol the Twentieth Century How the European War Situation is Sized Up Bythe World’s Great est Scientific Journal. Chief among- the many dramatic fea tures of the opening scenes of the great European war drama, is the su perb daring with which the German “War Eord” has launched his mighty army against what is practically the united naval and military strength of the rest of Europe. For the neutrality of Italy has with drawn from the Triple Alliance a great army arid a powerful navy of the most modern type. This defection leaves the Mediterranean Sea so com pletely in the control of the Triple Entente, that the Austrian fleet will probably never venture forth from the protection of its naval base. The Austrian army has yet to win its lau rels ; for, as every student of history knows, the military history of Austria has been marked more by defeat than victory. With Russia’s army of triple her own strength to the north, and with the warlike Servians and a doubt ful Italy to the south, Austria will be so closely concerned with her own de fense as to be able to render but lim ited assistance in the immediate field of operations covered by the German armies. Upon Germany, then, will fall the stupendous task of inflicting a decisive defeat upon the combined armies of France, Russia, Great Britain, Belgi um and Holland, and as seems not un likely, of Denmark also. And, as if these were not enough, Germany has boldly flung the gaunt let in the face of the greatest naval power the world has ever seen—a pow er as pre-eminent upon the Seven Seas as is her own matchless army upon the battle-ground of Europe. The hope of success for Germany depends upon the quick accomplish ment of two stupendous results : First, a defeat of the combined British and French fleets so overwhelming as to give to Germany the complete control of the sea ; and second, the launching of the flower of her army against the French in an attack so swift in move ment and overwhelming in numbers, as to crumple up atu| break through the defense, and enable the German army to repeat the triumph of 1870, and march as conquerors through the boulevards of Paris ! This would leave her free to strike with a like swiftness and concentration at Russia; and with the diversion produced by an Austrian advance into Russia to the eastward, she would seek to fight her way resistlessly through the Russian defense and capture St. Petersburg. But to swiftly concentrate an army of the enormous size necessary for an overwhelming defeat of the French defense, it was necessary to violate the neutrality of a friendly nation, and, so, to the calamity of the Italian defection has been added the burden of a war with the combined forces of Great Britain, Belgium and Holland. It is this complication that seems to spell the ultimate overthrow of the greatest and most efficient military organization the world has ever se^n. : For if, as is probable, the German fleet is crushed or driven under the shelter of its seacoast fortifications, and shut up there for the rest of the war, Ger many will be so absolutely blockaded that not a pound of foodstuff will find its way into her dominions. She is not self-supporting, and Austria will be hard put to it to feed her own armies and people. The Triple Entente, on the other hand, having command of the sea, , will be able to call upon the markets , of the world for supplies. But the embroilment of Great Brit ain and her allies, Belgium and Hol land, will have a military—a strategic effect, that will go far to defeat the Emperor’s Napoleonic dream of crush ing the allies in detail by an irresisti ble initiative. Great Britain, with the j German fleet either crushed or block aded, will be free to land at once 250,- ’ 000 men in Belgium and Holland. These troops, combined with the mo bilized armies of Belgium and Hol land, will constitute a total of nearly 1,000,000 men, capable of being driven ( like a wedge across the lines of com munication of the German invasion of ( France. With such a diversion threat ening its flank and rear, the pressure ( upon France would be relieved. By t the time the British-Belgian-Holland flanking movement is in full swing, . the Russian army corps will have r moved down to confront Germany upon her eastern frontiers, ahd it may ! well happen that Germany’s vigorous . offensive will have to give way to a ; defensive fight for her very existence. : Not since wars began has so great a military people, with such a sublime , confidence in its invincible prowess, i played for so great a stake as that for ’ which the German hosts are battling on sea and land. Should the Teuton win, he will hold I all Europe in his “mailed fist,” and 1 the flag of his ships of war and com merce will float undisputed upon the ! Seven Seas, with nothing to stand be ’ tween him and world-wide dominance Successor to The Frostburg Mining Journal Established 1871 WHOLE NUMBER 2,218 but the great English-speaking repub lic of the New World ! Should Germany, in spite of her stupendous heroism, go down to abso lute and crushing defeat on land and sea, the terms of peace may involve as a guarantee of peace by preventing the upbuilding of another such vast military organization, the break-up of the German Confederation, and Ger many’s magnificent naval and com mercial fleets, to say nothing of her foreign colonies, will have been wiped off the face of the earth. Had Germany shown a less ruthless spirit in flinging herself against the rest of Europe in a defiance so bold as to appear almost contemptuous, she might hope, in the event of disaster, for reasonable terms in the great final accounting. As it is, Europe, if vic torious, will take a heavy toll. THE SEWING BEE. They’re going to have a sewing bee at old Sal Skinner’s shack ; and then they’ll talk ’bout you and me, and rip us up the back. They’ll talk about the preacher’s wife, and characters they’ll slay, and you can bet your very life, they’ll talk and talk all day. They’ll scandalize us all in turn, read each one’s pedigree, and, Eord ! they’ll cause our ears to burn, for which they’ll charge no fee. They’ll talk about Jerusha Jones, they’ll talk about her free, and whisper low in under tones that she’s not fit to see. And then they’ll talk of Deacon Brown, and sure they’ll all declare that he’s the meanest man in town, or any other where. Then up they’ll take old Monej'bags, in earnest conversation ; they’ll talk about his threadbare rags, with greatest animation. They’ll say he starved his wife to death, and froze to death his child, and talk until they’re out of breath, and feeling al most wild. Next, to those brats of Mrs. Stub’s, someone will call atten tion ; and that those brats will get their rubs, it’s needless here to men tion. And then they’ll talk of Enoch Fyfe, whose spouse died just last week, and they’ll declare that for a wife he’ll soon begin to seek. And so they’ll talk and talk and talk, at old Sal Skinner’s shack ; and tongues run faster than a walk, until they all come back —come back and find their fires out, their houses upside down, with men and children not about, but loaf ing over town. And then they’ll rant , and rave add scold, because no one’s at home ; but all hearthstones will soon grow cold from which the housewives roam. GOLD BRICKS. The big show came to town last week, displaying banners rich in hue; they told of wonders yet unseen, the same to be that day in view. I gave a dime and sauntered in to see those things the “spieler” cried, but though the banners promised much, there wasn’t very much inside. I have at home a pretty book, a trib ute to deep friendship’s pledge ; it’s bound in calf, with bright gilt top, and sports a dainty deckle edge. Its cover drawings are superb—book lovers sight them with a pride ; though beauty marks its natty coat, there isn’t very much inside. I know a girl quite fair to see; her lips are curved like Cupid’s bow. Her eyes are sapphire in their tint —I used to crave to be her beau. A mass of flossy, golden hair, in which the sun beams softly hide, surmounts a head of queenly poise, but still there isn’t much inside. One day in passing down the street, an ample purse I chanced to see, ex posed upon the walk, where someone dropped it rather carelessly. Came vision of a rare, good time, from out ' the purse which I had spied ; but when I oped its massive jaws, there wasn’t very much inside. And so it goes throughout this life, with shows or books or ladies fair, or prizes left without claim—there isn’t what we think is there. We build an ticipations high, that soon are leveled by the tide—of sane experience that tells there isn’t very much inside. In short, the showy, tinseled front, betokens not what is behind, and oft the fancy wrapper on the bundle is a snary blind. The bluffer dons his bravest air, and seeks the public to deride ; but, with the final stripping off, we find there wasn’t much inside. L I Copyright, by MoClure Syndloate.) And Good Ears. A nose for news has Auntie Bliss That’s really something fine; She gets the things the papers rslsa. She’s on a party line.