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Vol. IX No. 1. For Tin Mirror. MY SWEETHEART. Long years ago, when I was young. And Hope a merry carol sung. Mv heart was light as summer air; But some one came along one clay, And stole my happy heart away, And left a lon dy aching there. A wavy mass of soft, brown hair Clustered above her forehead fair; Iler blue-gray eyes were deep and true; A saucy dimple lurked within The dainty curving of her chin. And more came when she smiled at you. And when she sang—there fell a hush, As when a silver-throated thrush Pours forth its wondrous melody; Aud was she beautiful? Ah! well, 1 do not know—l can but tell How very dear she was to me. And she was not one whit to blame That hearts were troubled when she came; She looked with lazy, smiling eyes, And my heart at her beck she found; She slowly took it from the ground. And blushed, then paled with deep sur prise. She held it in her soft, white hands, But they were strong as iron bands) I could not free it. if I would; And she has kept it all this while. But I’ve kept her. Yes sweetheart, smile, 1 would not free it. if I could! Matti k Wethereke. THE BROTHERHOOD OE MAN ■•Kaitli shares the future’s promise; love’s Self-offering is a triumph won; And eaeli good thought or action moves. The dark world nearer to the sun.” —Whittier That all mankind are brethren, is a truism that has been cliuned into our ears from earliest infancy to the present day. Everyone who has attended church has, time after time, heard this assertion. From the earliest clays o Christianity clown to the present, it has been the fundamental principle of the doctrine of all churches. In centuries gone by the persecution of man by man for religion's sake; nation making war against nation to enforce religious creeds; rulers destroying their subjects by the score because of their religious faith, and others driving them to exile and death for the same cause, was a common occurrence. During these years the brotherhood of man was hid den from view and not understood by the masses. In Edna Lyall's book, en titled “In the Golden Days.” The prin cipal character spends a year in New gate prison. If those were golden days, surely these must be of diamonds. As the scenes of the book unfold them selves, we see the heavy shackles riveted on the youth; the dark, reeking dungeon with its stone door and stone bed; the whipping with the eat-o-nine-tails at the hands of thecommon hangman; the jail fever and many other horrors which he had to undergo, because he refused to give evidence against a kinsman who worshipped God according to the dictates of his conscience, and not according to those of parliament. Was it not the feeling that all men are brothers that brought about these great changes we observe, and which induced John Howard to enter the prisons of England and the continent of Europe in order to be more able to clearly ex pose the horrors which existed in those dark places of torture and imprison ment? Was it not love for his fellow men that urged him in the face of death to ameliorate the condition of the pris oners? It was this love which induced the refined, pure and gentle Elizabeth Fry to follow Howard and give her time, money and intiuence to bring about prison reform. It was her con viction that all are equal and all are brothers, from the king sitting in splen dor on his throne, down to the prisoner in his dungeon. In the Dorough prisons of England rarely a day passed but some twenty to thirty men and boys were dogged. Flog ging was the sovereign remedy for the slightest infraction of the prison rules. But there have been great changes in the past sixty years. The laws have steadily grown less severe and the broth erhood of man is being better under stood. 'When we compare the prison life of the past, with its coarse black bread, scanty fare, insufficient clothing, crowded cells, without light or books to pass away the evening hours, with out sanitary precautions, where suicide disease and death occurred weekly, with the prison life of to-day, we must acknowledge that man hasdrawn nearer to man with a feeling of sympathy and a desire to alleviate the woes of his fallen brothers. If these little acts of brotherly love were encouraged within; if each would strive to make the world a little better, then the universal brother hood of man would become the funda mental principle of all tongues and all nations, for all time to come. 11. INTROSPECTION. Like the merchant who takes an an nual inventory of the stock on hand to learn the amount of his profit or loss, so each individual should take an in ventory, or. in other words, should ex amine himself in order that he, too, may learn whether he is sufficiently ambi tious,honest and successful to warrant him to continue life without a change of habits. There are too many who live haphazard lives, who, regardless of mishaps, success or failure in their undertakings, never give a thought to the one important key of prosperity— self-examination. Some lives are spent in frolic and song, others in misery and despair, yet all could be put on an even plane if they would occasionally examine themselves and, in the ratio of their shortcomings, would try and better their conditions and surroundings. We may compare those who never advance in life, who never examine themselves, with the man who began a mercantile business with enough cash capital to purchase a good stock of goods and suitable fixtures. Polite and obliging clerks were engaged and soon an apparently fair business followed. Years passed by without taking an inventory of the stock on hand. Money receipts were used to pay the clerks, store rent, miscellaneous bills and his living expenses, but the amount remaining was inadequate to replace the goods which gradually be gan to disappear. A few months later he failed. This occurred because he neglected an annual inventory. Had he known his yearly gain or loss and accordingly gauged his expenditures, bankruptcy would not have ruined his affairs. It is the same with human lives. We may be apparently happy, with plenty of the sweets of life, still, when the reaction comes, if not pre pared for it, we will find that we have grown old and feeble, sick and help less. without friends to safely carry us through life's perils until called hence by the grim reaper. Many lives which now must endure misery, w r ould enjoy the reverse had they periodically ex amined themselves and abandoned all the evil and dishonest acts which may have constituted their previous care less career. Xo better time ever pre sented itself to the unsuccessful for sfelf-examination than we now have. We should take advantage of this op portunity, and eradicate the cause which has made our lives what we today find them. If we desire to be happy and successful in the future, it is our duty not to be careless about this matter of practicing self-examina tion. Then, if we live according to the good we find w r e can do, success, and not failure will be our reward. It seems to be easier to arouse sym pathy, in some people's hearts, for the far away Armenians than for the suf fering at their doors.—Ex. “IT IS SEVER TOO LATE TO MEXD.” STILLWATER, MINNESOTA, AUGUST 8, 1895 EVIL SEEDS EARLY SOWN One of the worst features of our country today is the employment of children in manufactories, which un-| doubtedly constitutes a fruitful source , of evil. Children who crave for the tender influences of mother and home are driven into the dangerous atmos phere of the shop and factory where their moral natures receive the lirst im pression of irreparable corruption. I Careful indeedshould be every Christian | mother of her child's associates, she j should be ever watchful, and if they are of evil natures and low tastes, she should zealously admonish the little one to avoid their companionship. The law does not recognize this parental responsibility. What, then, must be the natural consequence when these inno cent ones are forced to labor side by side with degraded and vicious tem peraments, w r here intemperance and immorality reign supreme? Still, this forms only part of the evils which re sult from child labor. Take one of these helpless unfortunates, examine their physical condition and what do we lind? A stunted body, degraded mind and a vicious, sensual inclination. Childhood should be a period of in nocent play, amusement and the stimu lation of pyhsical, mental and moral power, which in the future shall be a source of such strength that the mind may easily feed thereon and become re freshed. Among the poorer class of our large cities this coveted childhood is seldom, if ever, found. They are compelled to leave infancy, only to be come little old men and women, and this during that period of life when self-protection is an absolute impossi bility. Child labor is continually on the increase, as shown by the last census of the United States, which is a contemptible blot upon the good name of our people. I have visited a beer bottling establishment, not a thousand miles from this institution, where 300 boys and girls are employed, ranging in age from 12 to 20 years. The state of immorality which prevails in this place cannot be described in print. I have been there a number of times and never did I wfltness such indecencies or hear such vulgar and obscene language. Consequently, is it to be wondered at. that so many boys and girls grow up cherishing these workshop influences, only to be found later on in bagnios and inmates of prisons? HYPNOTISM—WILL IT BE FOR GOOD OR FOR EVILP The other day a man put another one to sleep, not a la John L. Sullivan, but by mere power of will, by hypnotism, mesmerism, magnetism, or whatever may be the proper name; at any rate, he did place this man in a trance-like state and he remained that way for six days; then, by a simple touch, his senses were restored. The one who had slept, awoke, arose, and seemed none the worse for his long sleep. Now, this is an undisputed fact, witnessed by many persons, among them several doctors. Not alone this, but the hypnotist repeatedly ran a pin into the muscles of his subject, under his finger nail, and in other sensitive places, and there was not a quiver of the nerves to attest the fact. He was equally insensible to burns and scalds, and altogether under the complete control of his master. What a re markable feat this is, when closely viewed. If the hypnotist can control the will-power of another, if his thoughts dominate the brains of his subject, where will it all end ? Suppose he should will that the other commit a crime; where, and how, is the re sponsibility to be fixed? Where will the proof begin, and end? In a court of law, there must be absolute proof to convict, and how can it be proven where the secret lies between two, one Clementus I. of whom is master, and the other in a helpless, dazed condition, absolutely ignorant of all things after he is in this trance-like state. Then again, if the hypnotist by his supreme will power, takes full possession of the brain and will-power of the other, nullifying or mastering every nerve and muscle of his subject, is it not against all tra dition and religion, which teaches that we all have free-wills, can make or unmake our own lives, and control our own chances of eternal life? This is the first and foremost article of faith, and if another is to jeopardize our chance of salvation, where does it, where can it land us? Is it possible that we can go on in a hypnotised condition and commit crime after crime and yet have no moral responsibility? To be sure the author is on the stairs of hell beckon ing us on, but who can say we are not of it ? As for me, I leave it to the wise doctors and theologians; the matter is too wide, too profound for the poor brain and feeble pen of Nemo. GOOD FOR JUDGE GOGGIN. It is hardly fair to say that Judge Goggin is nothing if not sensational, but certain it is that he does more to relieve the monotony of judicial pro ceedings in Cook County than all our other judges put together. A few days ago he shut up shop in disgust at a new criminal statute, about which, appar ently, he had been blissfully ignorant until he ran smack up against it. The shock took his breath away. Gy the day following Goggin was himself again. There was a little of the effect left, but he soon after worked that off by a trip to Contiac. The new law re lates to indeterminate sentences, which was applied previously to juveniles. How the visit worked we do not know, but the reasonable presumption is that his temper was somewhat softened, for he is not the man to nurse wrath. The next heard of his Honor he was buying a poor jailbird a new shirt. That was certainly a worthy action; at least it was yielding to a generous impulse. Yet it was a violation of one of the maxims of political economy without being contrary to the dictates of Chris tian charity. The philosophers who are expert in sociology all agree in frown ing upon individual, haphazard giving, which this gift of a shirt clearly was, and it could not be justified on the ground of compliance with sacred writ. The good book says, “Give to him that asketh,” and about the last thing a Crispin prisoner would do would be to beg a new shirt of the Judge on the bench. It is to be hoped that Judge Goggin did not take this balancing between a sociological and a religious conscience as seriously as Mr. Howells did, as por trayed in his “Tribulations of a Cheer ful Giver.'’ He is hardly the man to torment himself with ethical hair-split ting. Hut the latest instance of Gog ginia, the one which was the suggestion of this article, was the remarkable bond demanded of a feminine horse thief suspect, Mrs. Lizzie Hoffman. In some parts of the country they are hanging folks for this crime on testimony as slight as that against Mrs. Hoffman. But Chicago is not the wild and wooly, or horsy, West, but the second city in the land, with a steadily diminishing interest in horseflesh. Between the cable, the trolley, and the “bike” the horse is becoming obsolete, and if any of the many horseless carriages of France suit our tastes the horse will be sent to keep company with the uni corn. Small wonder that the J udge did not exact a very heavy bond of this un bound Mazeppa, but the fixing of 25 cents was surely an instance in proof that it is the unexpected that happens. But according to the details given his Honor is to be cordially commended for w r hat he did. The story as told does not implicate Tcdiuiq. ' SI.OO per year, in advance i turns. ( yix Months SO cents. the woman in the slightest degree, and tire police justice who held her over to the grand jury ought to be cited into court and given one of those tongue lashings of which Judge Goggin is quite competent. It seems that her husband stole two horses, sold one, and ran away, leaving the other in the barn at home. There does not appear to be any evi dence that Mrs. Hoffman had any rea son to suppose that the horses had been stolen, and if so what could she do about it? It is not to be supposed that the scalawag husband told his wife where the horse came from, or how to get it back to the owner. The arrest was a cruel injustice. The poor woman has a four-year-old baby, and to be deserted by her husband was bad enough. To be locked up in jail with her baby was enough to stir the indignation of any right-minded Judge. If any such case occurs again the Inter Ocean would suggest that bail be lixed at one cent. —Chicago Inter Ocean. PRISON LIFE IN A DREAM Under a large, sturdy oak tree, with extended boughs, full of beautiful green leaves, I stand protected from the burn ing rays of the sun. This tree is on the bank of a stream that winds its way through hills and dales, which makes many poor thirsty creatures happy as they quench their thirst with its cool water. Near the brink of this stream, which has a covering of velvety green, studded with blue violets and sweet spring beauties, there are many things which occur, that give me much pleas ure. A small pebble is cast into the water somewhere during its continual How, which causes it to become very much troubled, and I then watch with interest every little wave that strikes the shore at my feet. These waves, when noticed closely, are found to be made up of several different parts, hence it is indeed a pleasure to observe each one of its members. Thus it is during my prison life. I stand shaded from the touch of the outer world by grim, old walls, and while I remain, I am near the brink of a continuous stream. Frequently the water is troub led, but I only look forward with great expectations to that day when the calendar shall proclaim “Liberty.” Nov, OBSERVATION. If the people of this country have not a suitable government, it is within their power to get it without resorting to the sword or cannon and drenching our fair land with blood. Our social system is growing more perfect as the years roll on. The only reason why it is not absolutely faultless at the pres ent time, is because we do not know how to make it so. By degrees we are learning and unlearning and just so fast are -we improving in this line. At present this country is a far better place to live in than it used to be. A man who lives forty years now can learn and accomplish more in that time than he could a few generations ago, if he lived one hundred years. Hence, life must not be measured by the quan tity of years allotted to accomplish the desideratum, but by the quality of the surroundings. Sunol. It may not be generally known that recent post mortem examinations of the bodies of the blind reveal the fact that in the nerves at the end of the finger well defined cells of gray matter had formed, identical in substance and cell formation with the gray matter of the brain. What does this show? It proves that a man can think not alone in his head, but all over his body, es pecially in the great nerve centers like the solar plexus and the nerve ends on the palms of the hands and the soles of the feet. The coming man will as suredly perceive and think in every part, from his head down to his feet. —Arena.