The Cedarville Herald, Volume 12, Numbers 1-26
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Howultwe drew the picture bright— The circle round the are at »l*ht. When you your vacant place have filled. Ah. dear onet Uyou only.knew Hhff anxiously we watt tor you. The babes and I, And how we try To make our home the brightest place, That when to us at night you come la from the city's busy hum; Ahappy smile may wreath your faoe. Ah, dear one! It you only knew, , , Our,threads ot life ore held by you; How all the day AloneVe etmjr, • While you galuimpulao Irom afar, - Open to yoe, theworld's great fight, Headyto oilmh Parnassus’ height-- ' Burdened by.homely carea we are. ' Ah, dear one! if yotumiy knew Howeach Wee one depends on you. Animage bright , »■ We clothe with light, ' With honesty and eourago true, An imago that owns Christ as King— , A loved ono that'sweet peace can bring. Ah, dear one ! don’t you know that’s you? Then, dear one, when you come to-night . Bring homo aloving face and bright; Bringhope and praise, Our courage raise. Ah! lev. the babies Und in you A loving frleud their joys to share; « A helpful friend.to lift eaoli care, And let me ilml a helpmeet true. ; * v . -—Bertha P. Englet, ln Housokeeper. LOST IN A EOGr. Experience o f an Eighteen-Year^* Old Qirl on the Ooeon. - - When 1 was eighteen years of .■ age I ■was a strong, handsome girl, ardently fond of the water. My father was rich, and. during the summers ,wa lived in his cottage right on the sea shore. I was a capital sailor and had a tiny cat-boat o f my own, in which I cruised up and down the river Just back of our home, the stream being separated by a narrow strip of sand beach from the ocean. Careless of sunburn or freckles and rigged in.a natty blue flannel sailor costume I spent most o f my spare time sailing and rowing and fishing and the enjoyment and health I got from -those delightful sports'did me much good. But though I caughtmany fish in the pretty river 1 wasn’t satisfied. I wanted the bigger ones from the great, blue •ocean and £ watched, with longing eyes, the sturdy- native fishermen in their little dories going out oyer the high rolling surf and returning with their boats filled with all kinds of deep .seamonsters. Of course they wouldn’t be bothered with a- girl on their excit ing and adventuresome tripB, so I had to content myself on the safe river and wish 1was a man. . But one day in September, after a week of wonderfully quiet weather,' the ocean become as calm and glassy as amill pund. Along tin beach where the surf usually raged and .thundered only the faintest, laziest ripples slowly lapped the sand. A child could almost launch n boat and float on tlio still, shiny sea where a mile or less from, shore the fishermen wore having royal sport, as I saw through my glass. The longer I looked the easier it seemed for me at last to realizemy ever recurring dreams o f fishing in the -ocean-providing I could get my soioll and light boat across the narrow sand strip Into it as the men did. Soon the temptation proved irresistible and re gardless of consequences I determined to at least make the effort, Bowing my boat up the river where I couldn't he seen irom the houses, and getting a dozen boys, who were there crabbing, to help push, we soonhad the "Foam" out o f the river, across the sand and into the dear old ocean. With a “Hurrah, boys! Good-byl” I was oft alone, and after rfh hour’s hot work at ■the oars found myself anchored and hauling in more big fish than I had ever dreamed of. It was afternoon and not a breath o f air was stirring. Enthused with'the glorious pleasure I was having I neither cared nor thought of anything else. I saw not the distant boats making for land, never noticed the line o f gray sea-fog ■weeping up from the eastern horizon till I was enveloped in it. Even then 1 Only got my waterproof cloak from my locker, put it ott add kept fishing, for the fog was warm and didn’t chill me. Suddenly it seemed to grow darker and thicker, and then I thought where 1was and felt that the soquer I got ashore the better it would be. I raised the little anchor, g o t out the oars and began to pull as quickly as my tired arms would let me for home, For a long time, over an hour it seemed. 1 rowed before X felt alarmed at not striking the beach, t had no eompass to guide me, and the darkness was rapidly increasing. The sea was yet quiet, but Xexpected the turn o f tide would roughen it. By and by I laid on my oars to listen for a sound from shore, which Xwas certain must he.near. All, but the fish flopping on the bottom o f my boot, was as still as ' the tomb and nearly as dark. I gave a halloo and another, hut my straining ears caught no reply, Xshouted again, and louder. No response, and X was becoming chilled. I f by the beach, where t knew they must he searching for me, 1 would have been hoard and answered Then X beoaiae frightened end realized my danger. I waa on the ocean Ins tiny boat without «ohWn— night coming on and lost—lost In the nwiol black sea fog, After a momentary panto I grewcalm enough to think and toko someoheoyra* Ikm s to toy and male* out, if possible, J-my whereabouts. Tf there had been a sea breeze ! might have told the diros* tk>n of tho land, hut there wasn’t, If I had known, the time o f tide .'it could have helped me, but Xdidn't, - Finally Xconcluded that In hoisting anchor I bad. missed iny bearings, and Instead of pulling toward the shore I had rowed out further to sea or else in circles like lost people always ' wander. As nothing was. to be gained by rowing, save exercise to keep warm in the colder growing fog, I got out my woolen jacket from the looker, put it on under my waterproof, and prayed, Bow and. then X gave despairing ‘ ♦halloo.” , ^ • Tired and well-nigh; exhausted Ijsoou found myself dozing andwas just falV ing asleep when a low, distant steam whistle started, me to hope and qcflop, Again Xs heard - it, and louder, then againapparentlyapproaching. 01 it wee a steamship, surely, feeling Its way through the fog. Voidd it cotaO hear enough to hear- my cries and saver-or wohld it rup, me down?’ Bearer, Bearer’ it came, but not sci close as tohurfc or help me. Voiuly X shouted, and'despairingly.' I heard the deep, fearfql sounds die away. Then I knew 1 had rowed and drifted far out to sea, and in the line of passing vessels. •- Xmight have known that before, be cause waves were making, and my lit tle boat was dangerously rocking and tipping. I dared not fall asleep now, for unless I held thejboat’s bow head pn, it would swamp and; drown mp. r Even doing my best might not keep me afloat much longer, as the sea "was evidently rising. I had often heard that drowning was mot only a painless death but apleasant ohe, and Although that was some sort of consolation, still it was for from cheering. I was too young to die, and yet it seemed as if I must soon perish. Pitchy blackness surrounded me, fop the fog Was utterly dense, and dripping with chilling moisture. I couldn’t tell hardly which way the increasing waves were coming, so, despite my efforts, my frail craft was filling with water. In another short kali hour, probably less, I must drown. Then faintly'from somewhere cpme the sound of a bell: "Ding-dong-ding- dong.” Was it from a ship at anchor?* Catching its direction' I slowly and painfully worked my oars in a last des perate struggle' to reach, it. “ Ding- dong-ding-dong.” I was gaining—now X was clc$e to Its Welcome sound, straining my eyes looking for the an chored vessel; and calling, screaming, for help, "Ding-dong.” I was on top of a big wave, powerless to guide my boat,'the bell sounding not ten feet away. A bigger wave struck me broadside, fill ing my boat. I was oinking, and aid apparently at hand. "Help! Help)” I shrieked. "Ding-dong.” Then a crash—a flood o f water and X was pitched from a wave’s crest against a floating object-— what, for the moment, 1 know not* I felt the boat sinking. With the instinct of a drowning person I leaped and clutched, os I struck the second time, the thing and found myself, as the poor boat disappeared, swallowed by the water, on the iron skeleton frame of a bell buoy. * There, standing on its. platform, grasping the iron uprights, nearly washed off with every wave and listen ing to its awful "ding-dong” from the bell over my head I stuck till the bles sed daylight came and the fog cleared away in the sunshine. An incoming steamer found me half dead hanging there, and rescued me from the sharks, which they said w o e swimming around and waiting for the breakfast which, thank Heaven, I didn’t make,—H. C. Dodge, in Goodall’f Bun, SYRIAN CAFES. Tks Favorite Form of Entert»lnm*n1r Offered by Them. It Is always a delight for the Syrians to gather in some public cafe and en tertain themselves with pipes and tiny caps o f black coffee. At such times the professional story-teller ia welcome. Borne winter night we look in upon such a scene. A score o f men sit about On low stools, while at one end o f the arched room sits the story-teller. Sometimes he recounts veiy vividly the valorous deeds o f his warlike ancestors; now he speaks o f love, throwing into the form o f verto his visions o f beanty and gentleness; now the intent listen ers forget their pipes as he brings back to their minds scenes o f 1860, when fends between Brazes and Maronites had sprinkled the side* o f Lebanon with Christian blood. Between the Stories, the low gurgle o f the water pipes sounds a musical applause, and we Westerners realize that we ate, in very truth, in the land o f "The Thou sand and Ono flights,” listening to the magic language o f "Aladdin" and "Sinbad," and the "Forty Thieves”— the much-loved language that the Arabs call "the tongue of the angels.” Finally, at a late hohr, there are signs Of breaking up. The story-teller i* re warded w ith* copper hit from each of the company, the host ie paid for his evening provision o f pipe-and and the men retire to their homes. The next.morning our friend the eaMtei per ttotfbe*ewHri*#tp#s»ptotoe tistra ia aide* «cr Jong ehspeei * »d hi toadyforanotherday’sentortitoing.—. FraakBtilee Woodrait, M f e Utohd** , O ff GENERAL INTEREST. —The waltz had its beginning in Ger many, and thence was taken to France, Shortly after which it was introduced Into England. Hungary was the birth* place of the gtvlopade or galop, and from Poland came the stately polonaise vrpolocca and mazourka, —It Doesn’t Pay-—Out of fifty conn* ierfeitors arrested in the last eighteen months, only twenty-three o f them had passed fifty ■dollars worth ot the "queer" andoply five of them hgd Made uj>roflt of three dollars’ per day for the time engaged, -It doesn’t pay a* well as sawing wood at sixty cents a sord, and arrest Is Sure to come within a year, or two*—Detroit Free Press. —A London magistrate one day had a little boy as -a witness in a case be fore him, and hq thought fit) according to the usual practice, to test the hoy’s orthodoxy by first asking, ia a parental way, whether ho knew where bad peo ple went to after they were dead. His lordship was very ranch, dlsconosttod by the, ready answer: “No, I don’t; no more don’t you; nobody don’ t llhow that.” .■i -a . ■ . . —A western man bos &schema for •decreasing drunkenness.• He would cs- ■ tablish a state inebriate, asylum and compel those who make and sell liquor payfor its maintenance. He would tax the distiller 81,<100, the wholesaler 86Q0 and the retailer 8100a year in its behalf. Then he would treat drunkenness as insanity and confine all drunkards in' the asylum until they are permanently cured. ’ ' ■ —The oldest married oouple in the world is to be found in La Quinparte, Minn. Mr. Daniel Salisbury completed, bis 103d year ou December !*, .and his wife ,is seven years older. They were married in January, 1811. Until recent ly this venerable pair lived by them selves in a log house on the Yellow Bank river, and both are described as being stiji in good health. On hia100th birthday, Mr. Salisbury walked to Bell ingham and back, a distance of seven miles each way. § —-Passengers at Halewood ■Station, near Liverpool, Eng., had a startling experience the other day. A potter on. walking along the platform was con fronted by a full-grown lioness which immediately raised herself as if about to spring. The porter gave an alarm, and there was a general stampede, the station master closing the door and leaving the lioness in possession. A ncighboringfarmer succeeded inwound ing the animal, after which it w«s dispatched with a large hammer. It is a fine animal, and is supposed to have strayed from'a menagerie. —The PharmaceuticalEra tells of five ways to cure a cold: i. Bathe the feet in hot water take a pint of hot lemon ade. Then sponge with salt water and remain in a warm room, 3. Bathe the face in very hot water every five min utes for an hour. 8. Snuff up the nos trils hot Balt water evety three hours. 4. Inhale ammonia or mwnthoL 5. Take four hours’ active exercise in the air. A ten-grain dose of quinine- will usnally break up a cold ia the begin ning. Anything that will bci the blood in active circulation will do it, whether it l>e drags or the use of a fi’ jcksaw. —At the town of Ukiali,' ini northern California, lost summer, 1 was handed a small sheet of paper by the village lUll-poster, which l have preserved, as a curiosity, says a writer in the Globe- Democrat, It was an advertisement of the Elite roBtaurant. “Meals at all hours, price two hits,” and all that sort of thing. The striking feature of the bill, however, was a line in large, black type, which read: “ Cooking done by a white lady.” I never could quito under stand this remarkable distinction in cooks, Evidently colored or Chinese women bad previously done the cook ing in Ukiah, —The St. Louis Globe-Democrat tells of a commercial traveler who probably carries the most unique "sample” In the profession. It Is nothing less than ■ human body three years old; an ex ample of the efficacy of a certain em balming fluid. For three years this mummy has been transported on the railroads as » sample case would; and, indeed, there is no outward sign which would indicate the uncanny natute of Its contents. In this instance the longer the body is preserved the more o f an advertisement it is for the fluid in the’ veins of the "stiff,” The. box is zinc lined and does not exceed the limits of the railroad excess baggage rale in weight. . _________ An Xbnbtemof the Heal, The Egyptian and tha Greek emblem for the soul was the butterfly, which is at first only a caterpillar, hut at length bursting its bonds, comes out with new life and in most beautiful attire, thus affording a .representation of the spirit of man and of the immortality to which he aspires. It is Worth mentioning by ■the way that within tbe homely cater pillar can be fotrad, l<y careful dissec* tion, the future butter/lf, neatly folded up and complete in aU his parts, like the rose in its unexpaMted hud or the plant within the seed, In the forests of Guiana Some peoplA make butterfly catching their business, fathering them in paper- boxes and exporting them to collectors in Europe. The Bushmen of Africa eat the caterpillars of butterflies. Insects ofsthis kind, Soon after they are transformed Intobutterflice, commonly discharge drops o f a red fluid and such performaftees by gr’eat flocks of them have ,saany time* in history given rise to tales of bloody rains, which greatly excited the feat* o f the superstitious.— Washington Stan TEMPERANCE NOTES. do ctor ing d ru n k en n e ss . Bow a Jolly SftuwacUtuatta Physician Gets a Good Bl* Inooine. • "Hallo, doe! Will you join rae?!‘ "No, thanks. I never drink.” "The devil you don’t, Why, yon spend half your time in a barroom, I'll bet I have not been in here for a month without seeing you sitting here at one ot these tables.” "Well, Charlie, that is how I make my money. More than half of my business is done with the boys who patronize the bars of the big hotels. X come down about eleven o’clock in the' morning, when the boys begin to con gregate, and get Introduced by one to another. I tell them stories, make various excuses to avoid drinking, take Ulight lunch about noon and go home in season to take my five o’clock din; per. Then, if I have no callers,. I take an hour's nap and- am ready for work. "Occasionally I go to the theater or concert with my wife, but when I do not, I go to hod by ten o’clock; sleep eight hours, take a cold sponge hath, qat a small breakfast of hearty food, and, by that time, I am pretty -sure,to see some of the hoys you are apt to meet here during the day o r evening, and who come to mo to ‘get off’ in season to go to their business down-town.” "You don’t mean that you have a regular business in this line, do you, doctor?” "Certainly!" replied the jolly doctor, who prescribes massage instead o l ‘ ointments; long walks instead of drugs and healthy exercise and regular hours instead of dyspepsia specifics. “ The man who has- been drinking wine or whisky half the niglit gets up in the morning with his nerves in such con dition that walking and talking are a burden, while the task of writing is one that he shudders at. He comes to me, and 1 strip him and give him a vig orous dose of massage for an hour or less, and' he goes away perfectly straightened out for the time being. “ If lie keeps up this sort of life it will kill him, Or at least destroy his life in a short time, and I tell him so. Bnt as ...a temporary expedient the treatment is very effective. ’ "Once in awhile in an extreme case I. advise the man. to go and take a Turkish bath if he has the time to spate. But these baths, while appar ently wonderfully restorative for the time being ’to the man who lias in dulged too much in stimulants, are very exhausting in nature when taken under such circumstances, and I only prescribe them in cases of extreme necessity. “ Now, the application o f massage treatment' requires a great deal of strength. If 1 Bhould indulge in liquor or tobacco it would vitiate some of my strength, and, in the course of time, I would be absolutely unable to keen up ray practice. I can only ' retain my vigor by the most careful obedience to Die laws of nature. Strong and well os Xam, a single glass of whisky would reduce my vigor for two or three days, while the mildest cigur would probably unfit tne for work the next morning after indulgence. “ You see that man who nodded to me. He has just called for brandy and absinthe, lie comes to see mo about twice a week. lie was probably too busy this morning, nnd now lie seeks to get through the day by taking the worst decoction possible. I have warned him against it dozens of times, hut he keeps up the practice, partly from habit and partly because lie thinks he cunnot help .it. Tomorrow lie will he at my house at 7:30, so that he can he fixed up for his business which begins at ten o'clock. After that he will not drink anything until after three, and perhaps nothing at all tomorrow.” "Well, doctor, what ia the best meth od for sobering off? Is it yours?” "Of course, I have followed my meth od for more than twelve years, and it has never failed.” "Docs it include anything else beside the massage treatment?” ' “ It docs not include that, even. My method ia not to drink nor to smoke; to get a fair amount of exercise; take reg ularly eight hours' sleep, when 1 can; to eat small meals of hearty food three times a day, and when I am very tired to drink a little of very strong coffee. During all these years I have been ‘sobered o f f all the time. “ Try it. You will find that it will beat all the other schemes in the world.” —Boston Herald. SLAVES FOR LIFE. Chloroform Drankennemi nnd Its Disas trous E ffects. Chloroform drunkenness is the new est vice. Its work is silent but deadly. Bo in sidiously does it steal upon its victim that lie never knows that lie is a slave until he tries to free himsetf from hid bondage. Then, too late, he finds that lie is in the hands o f a master absolutely resist less. Hia struggles are useless, and each leaves him weaker than before and a more easy prey to tlie awful power that enchains him. He feels the hopelessness o f striving to throw off his shackles, and, like a beaten slave, ha sinks into a submissive lethargy from which there is bnt one release—death. Modern acienc* is responsible for many of the most evil habits. It has made known to ignorant people the pleasures o f the opium-eater's dream; it has made morphine almost a house hold artiole, and cocaine very nearly aa common aa smelling salt* were a few year* ago. But o f all the wrecks left in the path o f science, the chloro form drunkard is the most pitiful. The very lowest and most debased opium "fiends" may by strong effort of will break off the habit Morphine eating maybe cured, as vwas.proved in. tha case*of a western criminal who, after being a victim of the drug .for ’ seven years, spent five, years in Joliet prison, in good health, although deprived of the narcotic. But the chloroform drunkard cuqnot reform. Once a slave, always a slave. " The vice is steadily gaining' ground. Once a victim of it was regarded, by physicians as a curiosity; but now the books o f private reformatory institu tions show the extent to which it has .spread. In an asylum for inebriates on the Hudson river, not far from Newburg, there are four persons suffering from the use of narcotics. One of these i^ a physician who, in his experiments, fed a victim to cocaine. The remaining three are chloroform drunkard^. . The habit is formed in a simple way. In every case the drug is first, used fot legitimate purposes. , Perhaps a deli cate surgical operation renders neces sary the use of an ansesthetio, and chloroform fills the want. Afterward the physician, to deaden returning pain, may again apply the drug. Very like-’ , ly he suggests to the patient that the latter apply the deadly vapor, himself., Boon the sufferer is ready to inhale the sleep-producing fumes at the slightest suggestion of pain. Then he no longer waits for the excuse of pain, but flics to the ' chloroform bottle to induce. slumber. An insatiable craving fills him. He must have the drug, no mat* at what cost. His days and nights aro spent in the deadly bleep. He no soon er recovers from one stupor than be plunges himself into another. And then he is a.chloroform drunkard. The most peculiar fact in connection with the vice, and one that makes it in explicable, is that there is no pleasure to be gained from it The Chinaman, throwing himself on. his bunk, with pipe and lamp and - shell of “dope,’> knows that visions of beautiful lands and comely maidens will soon be his. The hasheesh-eater knows, after on e ' experience, that the green paste which - he swallows will fill him with a god like sense of power, a feeling os though he could hear the earth on his shoul ders. But chloroform gives no dreams, no visions, no mighty strength. It stupefies; that is nil. The chloroform drunkard is a slave to his own morbid ness and no more.1—N. Y. Journal. OVERCOMING THE HABIT. Bow Ona Man Found Out lb Could Da Without Drink. - " I read something tho 6ther day,” said ajovial fellow who is classed among the "good fellows,’’ “ about break ing off the drinking habit I have been a drinking man for a number of years, drinking as much for the good- fellowship of tho thing as for anything else. . And this kind of drinking I want you to understand is the worst way to drink. My wife is the most sensible woman in the world. She never tried to get me to give up the rum habit, hut what she did say to me wns this: ‘Now, Frank, you are very apt to injure your health if you keep up this drinking habit. Why don’t you limit yourself to so many drinks a day? Of course, if you were to break off en tirely you would feel disgusted with yourself when you really wanted to drink. But allow yourself so many a day to go on nnd use those up as you see fit.' Of course my wife Is always right in everything she’ advises, so X tried it. I allowed myself six drinks a day. Now, here’s the funny part of it, 1 was so afraid that I would exhaust my six and then find that 1 wanted one that I hoarded them up until late in tho day. The result was that I frequently came home with some of my drink* to my credit. ‘Jen,’ I said to my wife, ‘your scheme works beautifully; only I find that my limit is too high. Xsel dom reach it now.’ ‘Well,’ she said, 'tiy five then.* ‘No,’ 1 answered, *I’U try four.* I tried four and generally had something coming to me, so 1 cut it down to two. Sometimes I do not .take a drink at all. Meanwhile my wife smiles and tells me that 1 am a sensible man, and I begin to believe her.”-—N, Y, Tribune, SHORT SPECIALS, lx London alone last year five hun dred children under ten years of age, fifteen hundred under*fourteen and two thousand under, twenty-one years were picked up in a state o f intoxication. O ct of three hundred and twenty railroad accidents which happened in this country during the, past year, Only thirteen came from causes beyond hu man control. Every one o f the others was due to drunkenness or carelessness. —The Idea, Dn. N axsex , the Greenland explores, is a teetotaler. Never in liis diresV straits did he cheer himself, he says in his newly published book, with any thing in the shape of alcoholic liquor. "The only use I ever made of brandy duringmy tourthrough Greenlandwss,” he tells, "to melt the snow when w« Wanted water, ft docs that admirably.” M ake men see and feel that a saloon, is a more positive evil to a neighborhood than a shanty filled with smallpox patients, and a fire will be kindled which will purge the country of its greatest crime and misery breeder Whose colossal shadowenvelopes Chris tendom and carries a thrill o f misery, a pulsation o f vice, a throb of degrada tion wherever it fella—The Arena. .
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