The Cedarville Herald, Volume 11, Numbers 22-52
The Cedarville Herald* W H . 13 L A IR , P u b lish er. CEDABVILLE, i ; OHIO. THE SECRET. 61 1 passes inher beauty bright Amongst the mean, amongst the gay, - And all are brighter'for the sight, And bless her as she goes her way. And now a beamof pity pours, And now a spark of spirit files, Uncounted, from the unlockedstores . Of hor rich lips and precious oyes. And all mon look, and all men smile,. But noman looks on her us I: They mark her for a little while, . But I will wutoh her till I die. And if t wonder now and then, Why this so strange a thing should be— That sho bo seenby wiser men, - And only duly toyed byme; I only wait a little longer, And watch her radianoe in the room; Here muking light a little stronger, . And there obliterating gloom, (Like one who in a tangled way Watches the broken sun fall through, Turning to gold the fadedspray, Andmakingdiamonds of dow,), Until at last, as ray heart burns, She gathers all her so'attered light,' And undivided radianoe turns . .Upon molike a sea of light. And then I know they Bee in part - That which Goa lots me worship whole; 6ho gives themglances of her heart, But mo, the' sunshine of her souk —Cosmo Moukhouge, iuN. V. Tribune.*. IN THE QUICKSANDS. • i A Sheriff’s -Narrow E scap e from a Horrible Death. HE story prop erly begins at midnight on the- San Luis Obispo c o a s t , Califor nia, t w e n t y years ago, when the September m o o n l i g h t shone down up on Stoner’s cat tle ranch, -.near the P a c i f i c Ocean, in the rugged S a n t a L u c i a mount* ains. Stoner bad been a Texas ranger, and could hold his own extremely well oln that rough, frontier community. He had carried ofT a pretty . Spanish wife from* the Chihuahua region years be fore; had brought her to the rooky Cali fornia coast, and had purchased a set tlor’s claim and an old adobe house built by a Spanish hidalgo half a cent ury ago. diere he farmed, raisod cattle on tho unused.' Govornmont lands, and kept a sort of rude hbtel, for several mountain trails joined at that point tho broad highway wt^ich led from the county seat, twenty miles south, to tho north ern .settlements in the 'pineries. lie had ilvo daughters, too—the youngost, Thorosu, known as Tessa, a girl ,f Bevonteon. That added to the attraction and almost every night the dark-eyed, half-Spanish girls sang and danced, and old Stoner managed to hear all tlio news that was afloat, and somohow most of the loose coin of tho region ultimately found Its way into bis pockets. He was a deep one, that same Epblram Stoner, quiet, sly and patient, secret in*his methods and deadly in hiB blow. Stoner's wifo and bis four oldest daugh ters were uneducated and in complete subjection to his will. But Tessa had more brains and energy than all tho oth ers puttogother and quite as much beau ty, andso the old Texan ranger took a cer tain pride in her, and had oven allowed her to attend a district school for two years. The midnight when, as I have said, the story begins, a person of a prying disposition might bavo discovered sov- •J V - . V a s\ *... ■ j tichsa and her lover were talking . eral Interesting performances in pro gress around tho Stoner abode, On tho north side of the house Tessa was loan ing from hor window, conversing in low tones with a blondo, fair-haired and sturdy young naan on horseback, “ Tom, you do not know my father. Ho is not tho careless, warm-hearted man vou may suppose. 1 must admire his ability, hut that is all. I warn you, Tom, there never was a more dangerous man. Ho may ho where he hoars every word you say, though it he Is he will nob sp:'u!< to you or me about it, Bn* it he*knew you cared for mo he would bo you- .'Jiei: y. Ho has other plans for «)-> lie wants me to marry for money.” Tom Warren had one* been the school teacher in the mountain district, miles away, where Tessa had been one of his pupils. Thrown upon his own resources from his childhood, he had developed a strong, earnest character, and was.al- ready so popular in the county that he haddpat been elected sheriff, although theiyoungest man on the ticket* While Tessa and, her lover were talk ing a scene of a far different nature was being enacted on the south side of the old adobe, wbioh overlooked a deep ravine and a camp of five or six men in a field below. For several .years these men had spent their summers there, ostensibly hunting, fishing and explor ing the country with their dogs and guns. Every one knew them, and most persons liked them. Tessa did not Stoner, though it was midnight sat in the moonlight on an old rawhide chair, outside the door, smoking his pipe and meditating; a toqgh, sinewy, grizzled night-owl of a man. “ That infernal knuckle-head at the camp ought to have reported before now,” he thought to himself as he smoked. - A. man came opt of the brush and spoke deferentially: “Capt’ n, good evenin'.” Y o u ’re late.” “ Dick was shot.” “ Well?” “ Just as the driver throwed off the box. Shot by a passenger in the nock and shoulder.” . “ Ho mustn’ t stay here to got us into trouble. Take a boat and carry him to the point, and leave him in tho cave there.” > “ Yes, capt’ n.” ' . “How much aboard?" "About two thousand dollars for'tHe' Josephine miners.” - - . "Send it over tho cliff before morn ing and I’ll divide it up soon. But you be extra careful; that now sheriff is a smart one.” “ All right; capt’n,” and the man went baak to the camp. A moment later, just as Stoner was going into the bouse,, there was a low thud of a horse’s hoofs, and Tom Warren, the young sheriff, rode down tho trail, arov-d the corner of the old adode building, into the country road that lay to the west He had at last yielded to Tessa's ontreaties to "Go, go, this minute, Tom!” Impassive as Stpnor was, he felt a lit tle startled by tho1sight "Whore in the devil did you come from, sheriff? Any thing up in this part of the country?” . “ Gh, no; not a particle. I’ ve boon visiting my old school in the mountains, and took the trail home down Cayucoa.” This was plausible enough, for there was a blind trail that entored tho canyon just cast o f, the anglo of tho house. Stoner felt al little relieved. "Won't ye put up and stay with us all night?” "No, Mr. Stoner; I must go down to Kestral to see my friends there. It’s only an hour’s ride.” "That settles it.” thought Stoner. "Plenty of stout follows to use as sher iff’s deputies there, no has probably stumbled on trncos and’ is going for help.” lie sat' and smoked, and slipped bis hand back under his coat. "Easy to shoot tho fellow,” ho said to himself. "Well, good-bye, Stoner,” said Waty ron, suddenly; " I supposo tho boaoh road is as good as ever?” "Perfectly safo, only when you cross Tory crook keop on tho sand-bar. It's as hard as iron. 1 crossod thoro to-day.” “ Thank you. Adlos.” Simplo. smiling spoeoh, those Words of Stonor's, and yet they were intonded to send Warren to his death more surely aud safely than, by bullot of pistol or pellet of secret-poison. Stoner took an oxtra swig of brandy and wont to bis rest. Warren rode down the rugged hill to the bottom of the ra vine, then turned seaward, and at last the wide gulch opened broadly to the shore of tho Pacific. Tho cliffs wore from fifty to three hundred feet high and full of wave- worn caves. Warren drew rein on the beach and for fully ten minutes watched the ocean sway and rise. His thoughts throbbed with dreams of Tessa. He would take her away from her narrow and hurtful surroundings. He would lift her into happier and better surround ings. He would force Stoner's consent, marry her, and make her happy. He rode rapidly souths and in half an hour the mouth of the Toro appeared in the mist of sand-dunes, breakers roll ing in and the steady river rolling out Here was the long sand-bar, ten feet wide, and stretching across .hardly an inch higher than tho water surface. Warren was beginning to have some suspicions of Stoner, hut not such as to lead him to doubt the simple directions he had received. The sand-bar looked safe, hut within a few days the sea, as Stoner knew, had swept it mightily, torn out the long compacted bar, and placed instead a quivering mass of quicksand, so treacherous that not even a light-footed rabbit could cross with out being swallowed up and dragged bodily down. Warren rode swiftly for ward; he had crossed sand-bars hun dreds of times. Some horses would hare been wiser, but tho animal he rode had been bred itt the valley. Tho approach to the bar was hard for a few rods, and he galloped on. Sud denly, in one heart-breaking, breathless descent, noiseless, hut unutterably dreadful, Tom Warren’s horse went down, down, and the soft, slimy sand camo up to his mane, lie shrieked out that ghastly cry o f appeal and agony that a desperate, dying horse will some times utter, Tom know the peril. He had thrown his feet from the stirrups and drawn them up at the first downward viirel), hut the sand began to grab him also. He threw himself flat on bis breast aud tore himself loose from the animal, over, whoso hack the mingled sand and water was running, as it rolled from aide to aide in ineffectual struggles to escape, Tom spread himself out over as much, surface as possible, but slowly, resist* lessly tho mighty force drew him down ward, The hard beach was only ten feet distant, but practically the chasm was impassable. He felt bis horse Btnk out of sight; the sand gripped his own knees and arms, his thighs and shoul ders, Two inches more and tho end by suffocation was inevitable. Up to this time he had not shouted; only his horse’s wild death scream had told of the tragedy. What, was tho use? Who would be passing along that lonely road? Then he thought of Tessa and ol life. He raised bis voice in a clear, strong shout for help again and again repeated, < Far off along the deep ravine oamo a cry in response and a horse's hurrying feet, and hope awoke in his heart. The margin of life was five minutes now— not longer. Faster, faster, O fearless rider! “ Tom, where are you?” “ Hero, Tessa; don’ t come too near.” But tho mountain girl know tho dan ger. Crcoping down-stairs for a drink of water she .had heard her father’s words to Warren, “had thrown a shawl about her shoulders, aud run to the pasture. Then she caught her pet IN WOMAN'S BEHALF. DOING WITHOUT MEN. ,'( S THE SAND GAVE UP ITS PBET. horse, sprang upon his unsaddled back, seized a riata as she passed the stablo, and galloped at the utmost speed down the ravine, hoping against •hope, for many minutes had nocossarily olnpied since Warron Started. Sho sprang to the ground and tossed the rawhide rope to the one arm ho hold above the sand. She folded her shawl and put it ovor.her horse’s shoul- .ors, and tied the riata round like a col lar. Then sho led him slowly away from the quicksands, and Warron thought his arm would break; but slow ly, reluctantly, painfully, tho sand gave up its prey. "Your fathor told me to take this road* Tessa,” said -tho young sheriff. “ Yes, I know that, and 1 heard ono of tho men toll him to-day that the bar was swept out,” There was a long silence between them. i "Tessa, go with me to San Luis,” said Warren, "and lot us got married.” And Tessa went Old Stonor heard tho news a few days later. Within an hour ho had "retired from business," The camp was broken up, tho huntersdlsappeared, mysterious lights flashed at intervals all night from the points of tho ollff, and tho next day old Stonor himsolf disappeared, leav ing his family, tho ranch and the live stock. It was said that he made the best of his way to Mexico and finally to South America. The world ia large, as yet, and men who have money can ramble over a good deal of it without finding a past thoy wish to oscapo from, But Tessa lives in her San Luis Obispo cottage, with orange trees over it and La Marque roses on the porch, and she thinks herself the happiest woman in California.—Charles Howard Shinn, in Bclford’s Magazine. 1 b the Art Gallery. Miranda Blackwoods (viewing paint ing of Mercury)—Laht Ebenezer, what’s that? Ebenezer—Sh, Mirandy, don’ t display your ignorance. That’s one o’ them dime museum freaks with hla ears on his feet.—Munsey’s Weekly. Of Course. Bloomer (to ragged' urchin)—Your parents left you something when they dlea. did they not? Urchin—Oh, yos, sir. Bloomer—And what did they leave you, my little man? " Urchin—An orphan, sir.—Epoch. —Seriously Afflicted.—Lally 8 pongee —“ Something seems to he the mattaw with the balance of me wawteh.” Jew eler Sharpe—“ Yes, I ’m glad you brought it back. I’ll keep it till the halanoe la settled to my satisfaction,” —Jeweler’s Weekly. __________ . —“ It Mr, Duste don’t take baok what he said this morning 1 will leave him to-night” “ What did he say?” “ That my servloes were not required any longer, and that I may go to-night”— American Stationer, —Very Likely,—Mrs. Blunt (reading paper) — “ It’s terrible 1” « Blunt— “ What?” “ The county lunatic asylum was set on fire by the inmates.” “ My I they must have been crazy," Hard, Cold Cash and Plenty a t It APa *t the Only Absolute Requisite to Modern Female Happiness, 4 ■ Are men indispensable to the fair sex? Can they be spared? Ia it possible to do without these towers of strength7 neks Nell Nelson in the New York World. Until within a few years they were;re garded absolutely indispensable and are still by a certain qlass o f timid, untu tored, lovable women, but it would seem from tho Actions and utterances o f the bright, smart sisterhood who constitute the rank and file of the progressive and advanced movements that the muscular creatures have been pushed aside with scorn and disdain. Women are living their own lives. They are walking alone. They have alms and ambitions. They have wires laid, and they are excavating by their own little selves wholly and entirely in dependent of the hitherto indepensable race of men. Every bank up-town has a ladies’ de partment, with special service for the convenience of the fair creatures >wbo keep accounts. Hero the gentle finan ciers transact their business as quietly and unconcernedly as though the whole- world were feminine. In tho cafotf, res taurants ' and hotels, dining-rooms, sec-' tions or tables are reserved f ° r the fair patrons who are so easy untrammeled in their movements that it would bojocoae to raiso the question of masculine indis- ponsabllltyl 1 Not only does the lone lady boss the waiter, but she calls for her favorite. newspaper and reads cable reports and editorials' with her arms akimbo, the sheet opened at full width, her heol on the foot-rest, and often d toothpick be tween her teeth. Indispensable men? Bah! Nothing is indispensable to her hut cold cash. Go to the church, the lecture, the theater, the concert, or the opera in sea son, and you will find by tho predomi nance of tho fait sex how very easily it dispenses with masculine attendance. These brave -ladies generally go in couples, often in groups, and frequently in single harness. It is noqyense to talk about tho conventionalities. If a progressive Woman wants to hear a preacher, a singer, a speaker, or an or chestra, and she lias one dollar, she will •nap hor fingers in the face of “ form” and gol. Tho advanced woman will go, too, but in a little different manner. Sho may have a maid, borrowed for tho occasion, at liorsldo; if tho occasion is a grand one and Boats are at a premium the attendant will wait for her in the dressing-room or in tho littlo four- whoeler on tho street Ono of tho most approved plans among the advanced girls of New York is the- messenger service. She starts out early In tho evening, perhaps alono, or at tended by tho kitchen maid, who takes her to tho car. Tho art reception, the conversational, the lecture, or the con cert over, Miss Fonrless has a call rung for n messenger and with his escort and an oxponso of tw.onty-ilvq cents or fifty cents -gets homo safely and spoodily. Some of tho host paid choir soloists in New York adopt this plan, thereby sav ing a huge livery bill of oxponso and gaining a lot of personal freedom. “ I make It a rulo,” sho says, "never to depend on the tenor or bass to see trio homo. Thoro is a call-box in the church basomont and I got a boy escort for a dime. At receptions and companies where I go as n guest or a soloist, I re sort to the samo medium. My ear is quick and tho moment the hell rings I am ready to go. I never accopt tho es cort of a gontloman. It is such bad form, don't you know.” .. The proof of masculino indisponsabil- ity is more emphatic in Ultra-fashion- able circles. Take the Casino balls at Newport or tho Sherry dances in town, and if an unmarriod lady is not accom panied by her brother, or a relative, or a chaperon, she has her maid, who as sists her from a carriage or a cab and waits for hor through tho dance. Wom en travel over the coiintry alone, they cross the ocean in every steamer by their own sweet selves, they check their own baggage, get through the customs offices with as much speed and as little friction as their brothers. They are their own Agent* and managers in business transactions and a law unto themselves In politics, philosophy, science and religion. And still it is a question o f the indlspensabllity o f man dees not have a tendency to keep wom an just a little sweeter, ia little more gentle and pliable, and a trifle more charming. The girl with the dimples and the matron with the dancing curls, who dare not venture into a crowd or out in the dark without a man, may be called dolls, hut there is some thing ineffably sweet about the timidity and faith that pins Itself to the honor o f inditpehs able man, Women are very lovable and men are indispensable, because they keep them lovable by telling them so. MAS, M arrable , who has been elect ed for four years In suooeMlon presi dent of the Society o f Lady Artists, holds a prominent position in the art world o f London, She is a member o f the Belgian and Homan Water Color So cieties, and is an associate of the Liver pool Water Color Society, Her pictures have appeased In the Royal Academy, Dudley Gallery, and in many foreign galleries, while she sends some excel- I lent paintings to her own society. Mrs. Marrable is in fsvor o f woman suffrage, FITNESS FOR PLACE. This Must B« Considered la Selertin* Women for Fatlthsi, 1'oUtlcaI or Other- wise, Whenever a woman is nominated for office or appointed to position there la always a good deal of ill-considered rq, joiclng among a certain class. These are tho injudicious and intolerant sup-* porters o f so-called "woman's rights,'’f They mistakenly suppose that ovp such nomination or appointment is an acknowledgement of equality, a guaran tee of fitness. It is a matter of congratulation that, up to thiB time, the selections have boon made with wisdom and deliberation, and women officeholders, as a rule, have boon a credit to themselves and their sex. They have no political influence, as such, and have been chosen upon their personal merits alone. It may be duo to this cause that their services have boen exceptionally satisfactory. Few or no charges o f incompotenoy or dishonesty- have ever (heen brought against them; from a country post mistress to United States Pension Com- m’issioner they have preserved a clean record and. shown a clean balanco-sheot. <-< Canada has had no recruits from their ranks; and their enemies of the cause have had no weapons o f their furnish ing put into their bands to bo used against them. But this can not continue, if the one and only consideration of fitness is lost sight of; if a woman, simply because she is a woman, consents to become the tool. of partisans and demagogues, and under takes that which she is not. qualified to perform. The matter of competing Gin- bodies many thing?; first, natural abil ity, "and last, and 'by no means least, long and careful training where the' work is in any sense professional. This can bo accomplished only by serving a ■ faithful apprenticeship; beginning at the very beginning and acquiring thor- , oughly every detail of every duty re quired. . It is the only way in which tp acquire a thorough knowledge of any thing, without which there can be neither security nor self-confidence-; both iiTdispensible in the perfect admin-: istration in public and private affairs. As for ability, the comparative ability. . o f men and women is very little die cussed nowadays. It is so largely de termined by education and opportunity, which bavo been so unequal until with in the past twenty-five years, that it is too soon to look for any convincing«j proof. But the evidences are certainly encouraging; almost any thing a woman wishes to do sho may undertake, with out (hindrance. With the samo perse- verenco and energy that men bring to : their enterprises there are almost equal chancos o f succoss. But thoro is no record anywbero,in any profession, or in any calling, that the unskilled can compote with the ; skilled, the undisciplined with tho dis ciplined. It is not a proposition into which six enters as a factor in any rela tion wliatover. It is an unalterable prlnciplo, and admit? o f no exceptions. Women, by these standards have been most fortunate in their representatives, and it can ho nothing but a misfortune#- if the standard of representation Is low? ; bred in any respect. Tho very best if hooded, the best thinker and worker,, who has practical knowledge, which is an unfailing source o f strength. The weak, the incompetent, the un trained. and tho latter, howovor wise by nature, is incompetent, can only fail, and thus bring discredit upon tho rest o f woman kind. Unfortunately, it is tho failures that are most closely watched and most per- 8istently~pointed out as examples. The successful are lost sight of. There Is nothing to do but prevent failure, by supporting, with all that personal advo cacy can effect, only those who have berfh thoroughly fitted by nature and education for the places they must fill It is useless to say that the same test is not applied to men; that men blunder and defalcate, and that exact justice should operate alike in both cases. It is, primarily, a question of abstract justice; this must bo admitted. l o c a tions make it evident, howovor, that higher qualifications in the futurewill he required of men, and when that time arrives women must not ho their infer iors, hut their peers. All that is re quired to that end now will be an ulti mate and lasting gain.—Chicago Inter O c e a n . _________________ EDUCATIONAL ADVANCEMENT. A technical school for girls at Chris tians is attended by SCOpnplls. T he heirs of a rich man in Austria have given $15,000 to found a school of house-keeping for girls. B edford C ollege , York Place, Lot- don, is rejoicing in the completion of it* laboratories, the only ones in the me tropolis exclusively for women. I n Massachusetts, two Women bar* been awarded salaries of $1,000 and ♦ 1 , 800 , as principals of public gramma? schools, Arid one woman, on the Board o f School Supervisors in Boston, has * compensation greater than this. T he Paris Technical School for Girlt was atarted by Mtne. Ellse Lcmonior.wh# spent nearly twenty years In. collecting funds for the work, chiefly among he? personal frjohds. On the committee « management are Mines. Jules Simon, Floquet, Ferry and Manual (wife of the poet), F our thousand six hundred, and trea ty-three women have, since the first class in 1870, received the diploma ol th* New York Normal College- O* the?® abont two thousand have become to***1 era in Ihe public schools o f the c»ji five are now principals, and one» * commissioner o f edvoatioR
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