The Cedarville Herald, Volume 12, Numbers 1-26
TWO CAPTAINS. 11 v ^ \\ | Rbb, Aft 1 wasn't po eolflier, but MUU^tUW I * 1 , w a y s f e e l bound To lend a band dec- ovtitln’ w b o n . over ,Uuj d a y corned abound. I didn't’go out with no r 1fl o , t h e same that my g r n n ’ f a t h e r bore, But I can’t help havin' the feel* In' that somo tray I lit In the war. If You seeIt were thlsi (It :N ■ way.. When; Lincoln come Into the president's chair, :An* some states begun .their seoedln^ an’ ru-! mors of war tilledthe air, , Our hoys hud just-growed up tos -manhood,: strong, patrlotlo an’-bright, , ■< *n’ so they 'was ready for flghtln’ lor what they believed to bo right. (low mother wore lclnd of romantic, an’ talked o 1 the rights of tho state. But tlie nation my gran'fathor fit for seemed: ull right to uio up to date;■ An'so wo was kind of.divided on which wore ■ the way it should bo. Art1Edward. he sided with mother, an’ Will. lain, hq ijidedwith mo. ' ‘ : *'J * 1 An’ after some time of hardflghtln’, on' neither seemed gainin' the day, Why, William, ho went for the union, an' Ed- ward, he put on the gray; An’ mother an’ me kept on tanka’ the ferny os wo’d done for long yoarft, *t■ '■ ; ( Both wishin’ the war it .were over; ' it-brotfght to us sadness an’ toars, , t ■ An’ when there wore news of a battle,’no.mat ter which side It werewon, . We knew that sticoossjof one side meant the. certain clefout ot ohe son. - * ■ . 1 heard thsmi thora ?guna,'at’South Mountain a-boomftf ifeplatn tuvcould bo, An’ 1thought that the noise it. were thunder, so i looked up at FlaresB$go tojee If the storm it.whre.bomln’ towards us, for the way it passed over would show ’ ! Whether we'd ketch tho rain, or it, leastwise, would p’int out the way it would go. Bo I looked at the sky, and then mother, she come to the door with a sigh, An’ sho said: "I reckon ' they’re flghtln’.” "Thoy’re flghtln’ ; yes, mother,!’ says I. -f *»- ' ir:; J At last the'longjflgjit were nigh ended, the ter rible struggle near done, An'-wo hoped that the time were approaohln’ • whon we could once more have a son. ■ Well, man he makes plans for tho future the •’ way he would lllto things, to he, ' But'God it Is who disposes dn' fixes tho final decrcy. . . , ■ . . . At Petersburg Grant went a-poundtn', detcr- mined on winnln’ tho day,. An' both of our gaptalns was in lt~one captain In blue,‘ one in gray; An’ after the bdttlo- wore over they lay lhfa tent aide 1 >$side. . . ■ Our boys, they’d never come home,' for they fit an’'they fell.'an’ thby dledl Onedied for the union he fit for, a victor who gained but a grave; ,, The other for states', lights fpll bleodtn,’,. a martyr defeated ypt bravo. Each gave uphls life for his duty, as duty ap peared In his sight; Each fit an’ each fell like a hero, an* God alone knows which were right. ‘ An’ so I come out every season, an’ brings alonglaurol an! bay To put on.the graves- of the heroes who fell on both sldes-of tho.fray; An' though 1 wasn't no soldier, an’ .never no firelock bore. , 1 can’t help but havin' tho feolln' that some why ! fit In tho. war. —Harry J. Shellman, in Harper's Weekly. NOT A COWARD. .Hasty W o rd s 'That C au sed M any •Years o f ‘W e a ry Waiting;. * 6 to BEN this isyour final decision, M arion ,” Said H ugh . Curtis, pausing sudden ly in his rapid w a l k up and down the room. " I t most cer t a i n l y , is,** re plied the haugh ty girl, flashing' adisdainfxlllook a t the white, agitated face be fore her. "You do real ly wish me to gd away from you forever?” ‘‘That what I said. Is it not enough?” . "Yes,” he answered, bitterly* “I un- -derstand.” And yet he looked a t her longingly, liia dark eyas pleading elo quently for a detaining word. . Clarion winced under his critical gate, her cheeks flushed deeply and het eyes grew bright with anger. “Why don’t you go?” she^demanded, paisfon- atf^Y '™3 '■ '-•3 «*•■-?«-'Vfc* v ,# "I am goipg, Marian, p4t,b*fori} I leave-let me jrluii youagahu t admit- ting that scoundrel, THane Lenox, into your heart, and. home,” exclaimed Hugh, trying to steady hi&Voice. “J'ave.r. yowrsolf the tw a ib l* ; "fc- Scoundrel or Pot, trapne Linojf iajM, cowan], lie said vall the° taunting,- mean thing* he could think of right tp your face,‘but even when he struck you. you refused to resent the insult.” "lie wns drunk, Marion, and t could not i-.ilrer my name to bemsixeil up 1 * such« brawl" - *' ■* n | l . \ "You worn too cowardly to defend your-olf, challenge ho was brave enough to trjakoc, Had I-b#en insulted i* public asy.tu were nothing )(u^ ^lMdfv^Nld ha*. relisfled me.” « j f f l J L W t%. "I am not tired oi living, "Marionj neither do 1 wish, with the b ra t* o f Catri ape* n ^ h ttr ir ,” “Then you .de so t intend td i'MMV’ alder your decision? You will not fight him?” “Most certainly I Trill not,'Marian.” *‘Not> even if I demand it?" "Not even if you demand it,” was the firm reply. "Hugh Curtis, you are too cowardly to merit the regard of any high-spirited woman. "Tlis whole village.is sneering a t you,.- ‘Hugh Curtis, coward;* that is wlmt you have won by your lack of bravery.” "You do not understand everything, Marion, 1 may he a coward, bu t I have always been true to you." “Stop that silly sentiment. Go, Isay, before yon drive me mad!" Without another word Hugh turned away, and from -the window she saw him going with -rapid strides down the path that led to the public highway, Ortee she -rose to her- feet, dctcrndBedr to cal] him back, but h* neither* turned bis head to the rigfyt nor left, knd she •at,' down again, muttering: "Leh him go; he will be back soon;. 1 can stand it as long as he can.” In spite of her determination to be bravO, the warm tears crept up to her / n -•sS5 " I MAY BE A COWAK0, BUT I HAVE ALWAYS BEEN TBUE TO YOU." :oyes, dimming her vision and thus $hut- ting out the" loved one from view. The two had been lifelong friends, and though, ,their lips had never ex changed formal vows, she had worn his ring for many happy months, and all the neighbors understood that some day Hugh Curtis would make Marion 3 ewell his wife. Ate his mother’s knee, Hu^h had im bibed Ids-peculiar ideas, of keeping the peace, and in his boyhood he had often beemunmercifully twitted !for allowing* his companions.to impose upon him. This was' not the first time that he had been called a coward, and as he walked ’slowly along the dusty road that bright May morning, ho began t a yvonderif, after all, his conscientious scruples might not be merely a convenient cloak under which to hide his cowardly nature. I t was the first time tl)at Marion had ever .accuse^ him of being a coward, and sho would pot have done it now had she not loved him too well .to hear his name bandied about by tho man who had provoked the trouble. TUano Lenox’s faultless attire and fine city airs were calculated to dazzle the little country maid, and it is no doubt quite true that felie felt flattered by the atten tion he lavished upon her; still her heart was loyal to Hugh,, although she could not help wishing that his man-* ners were more polishuil, and that he had enough grit to stand up, fpr his rights when trampled upon by the city dandy. That night s 'e robed herself in the. dress he mo admired, and with repentant wordf, i her lips, wait ed fo r his coming, bn aer wafting was in vain. "1 will write him r. lote in the morn ing,” she said to h.rself, as she lay tossing to and fro upon her sleepless couch; hnt when the morning came she heard tha t he had joined Col. Arm strong’s volunteers and was already many miles away. The blow fell w -th crushing weight upon her aching heart, but she was proud, and to hide her disappointment accepted the af-'ntions of young Lenox, the man :i >ovc all others she most despised, Hugh did no t write as she hoped he wonld, and in the letters that came back to other associates he never so much as mentioned her name. ' He had left his mother in the care of his brother Ben, and Ben’s wife, who warf something of a gossip, kept him well posted’concerning Marion Jewell’s flirtation. Hugh endured the torture in silence, until the thoughtless woman repeated the report of a wedding close a t hand, and then he begged her pay Qt again. tA.m«nrti 0 Q tbe nanae of Jlarion Jewell* a name tha t had once bsen so deartohim . Marion’s eyes lost their taparkle and her face grow thin and white with her wditfy h a lting , but she ndver com -1 plained, and except that she,was a igorc jhdutfhtfuiibmi in old ,days, Ko ontwhard ch*bge;fl(a«Visible In her C°\Vhen Thcno Lenox Vyeht back & the city people. aid that ho had grown tired of thexiutiobcauty andliad cast her off fust as she had done poor Hugh, and they illd libt'pity her fcithcr. But they were Avfpng, for his going was a great relief to her, and had they known her loyalty tO tM r fitVoritd, they 5 would Have been more considerate in tlieiif censure. : The report that came back from tilrfe tSttittejri Hiigl f s conduct on tho battle- he was anything but a coward, and otlieys beside* Marlon had dfcbafe to retff-et. tb<; huaty words Who U *«*t* WW 6 goat, *t$ Marlon was beginning to look forward to the time wlien Hugh’s time would expire, bu t her days of waiting ended suddenly,* when, with the news Qf thq conquest on Lookout mountain she learned that Hugh’s life lmd been part of the price paid for the victory. That he had died a t his post did not case tho pain at her .heart, and after the pine box containing what Ills comrades sent home os his mangled body was laid away by the side of his dead kindred; she shedmany hitter tears over the fr Bsh- made grave, , ■ But Hugh Curtis did not sleep in that quiet tomb, for far away under a south ern sky lie- tossed ' to and fro upon his couch in a prison hospital, lie was not exchanged until £Ue war^Losed, %nd then, ’knowing' that his friend* had long ago given him up as dead^edeter* mined never to undeceive them, but to make for’himself a lonely home in thq sunny'south. V I • The ycarp came and went until more than a score was gone, and "yet in all that time Hugh had never heard a word from the old home, nor looked upon a .face tbftt was once familiar. Still ho was restless and discontented, and the yearning in his heart for the old home and old associates was at times almost beyond endurance,; ‘ * * * r One moiling—it-was in May,, \ 8 § 2 ,— just twenty-one years after Marion had spurned him from her as'a coward, he determined to gratify his longings by paying a visit to -bis native town.. There was some delay in the journey, ‘but early on the second morning after he left’his southern, home he stepped up on the platform of the little hamlet where his, boyhood,days had been spent Tho village itself had. not changed much, but all the faces he looked Into were strange, and no one seemed to recognize the gray-haired man passing along the’quiet stree t At first he did not understand the meaning "of the flags and flowers that were displayed in 1 siiCh profusion 6 n almost every dwelling, b u t after a moment’sthought he recollected that i t ,was the 80th of May, Decoration day in the north. H o t "wishing to disturb Hen’s folks so early in th e »morning, *he turned into the cemetery to read the names upon stones that had been placed there since he went away. “ 1 wonder if there arc any new graves in our old burying ‘ground,” ho said aloud, crossing over to the 'other side of the cemetery. "Ah, there is one—a soldier’sgrave, "he said, stooping, down to read the name on the marble slab. “My God! Itis in y Own epitaph I am reading,” he exclaimed, sta rt ing back quickly. Just at that moment a alight figure, carrying a cross made entirely of white flowers, came through the piuc thicket beyond, and laid the offering on the grave—his grave. She did not utter a -word, but tears fell thick and fast over that grave, dug nearly a score of years before. He could not see her face and thought it IU I fiuGHC urtis }U! U <(«*« TCP' SHE DIB NOT UTTEU A WOBD. must bo Lottie, Ben’s eldest girl, who was a mere baby when- ho went away. "Is that you,Lottie?" he asked, taking a step forward. . Instantly the woman rose to her feet, and he stood face to face, not with Ben’s Lottie, but with Marion Jewell. "Has the grave given up its dead?” she asked, recognizing Hugh in spite of his changed appearance. “The grave never held me. Marion," he answered. “Marion, Marion—what shall I call you?" “Coll ran Marion Jewell, just as you used to,” was the reply. There is but little more to tell. There, with that grave between them, they went over the long, bitter past, then while Hugh went to gladden the heart of his old mother, Marion hurried across the fields to prepare for the wed ding tha t wtis to take place at sundown. Three times seven years had passed away since last they Inct, hut their hearts were still tender and true, and after many days the weary waiting was a t an end.-—Mrs; Belle V. Chisholm, in Christian Inquirer. • jEreack:Cookery. ; Jules Simon writes concerning the progress of cooking in other lands find the talk 6l its deterioration in liYanee: "We have a patriotic reason for keep ing select- the art of eating. I t is, or It was-'a French ark, I still believe tha t our cobkrf arb tun first in the world. Oar cooking Is first, as our lan guage and our milliners are first in universal cs atlon., all these things wo are in flangCf'of 'dosing. An admiwhl* a**ocJatiqn has' been formed to protect onr lapguag , tkpro,ought to b*likewfsi a French umott fbr protefets- lag onr sanoepana I t I*; one b f Galir betta’s triumphs to have understood, Trompctte’* genius.”—N. Y, < 800 . ' TEMPERANCE NOTES. A GROWING EVIL. I'U tlim o f th o B rink D emon C o iu tnu tly IncroUsIng In Numbers. • As everyone knows, the cities of the United States are the strongholds of the rum power. Our largest one, New York, has a population of l;500,000. Its liquor traffic each year is over §80,000,- 000 , while the support of its churches of all denominations costs but 811 , 000 ,- 000 a year. With a population pf os,- 000,000 in tho whole country, we spend about 8000,000,000 a year for rum, and it costs $- 100 , 000,000 a year for tho support of our prisons, poorhouscs aiid asy lums, three-fourths of whoso inmates ate there from causes directly or re- jnpte.ly dependent upon the use of rum. During the post twenty years, the temperance reform has made great progress in the United States, and the proportion of those who abstain entire- ly’from tho use of rein in any form is much greater now than ever before. Yet in these twenty years, the manu- faqjbure of intoxicants has increased more rapidly in proportion than the population, and there is more liquor used per capita than there was a score of years ago. This’shows that there is more excess now than there was a t that, time, that those who do drink, drink more freely than was then "the case. Nor is there anything .in the situa tion which promises a speedy, amend ment of this condition. The curse of the saloon is more potent than the ef forts of the. workers in the temperance cause. The increase in the amount of liquor consumed is not because our peo ple like it any better, nor because it is more palatable, but simply because the 300,000 saloons of the country are' doing more active proselyting'work than are the advocates of temperance. The evil of the suloon is not the harm it does to those who .are already the victims of the drink habitr its worst feature is its effect in creating that ap petite in young men. Tho youth with a vigorous, healthy body and good di-. I gestion does not like the taste of rum. j He does not begin to drink from any liking for liquor in any form. As we have already said, it is the social. ; feature of the saloon which draws j these young men within its doors, j Once there, somebody promptly offers ■ to "trout;” to •refuse .is to appear un- •duly straightlnced, and to luuk good j fellowship; the young man drinks, al- I though he does not care to do so,, and : then feels it incumbent upon him to re- 1 pay the obligation by "treating” in turn. ‘This is the first step in the down ward road. He very soon gets accustomed to the taste of strong drink, and from drink ing bnly when he Is invited or, when he treats in his turn, he soon comes to drink for the excitement which fol lows; and once he learns to drink from this cause! the way is open to drunk enness and all tho woes which follow in its train. Take the 200,000 saloons jn this country, and it is bu t a mod erate allowance to estimate an average of twenty young men per year who learn to drink in each. Hence the fact is not overstated when we say that the saloon system of tlio United States is destroying ho less than 4,000,000 young men per year. The vice of intemperance does not end with its victim nor docs it end with his becoming'a sot. I t is the prolific parent of vice and crime. There is not a gambling-hell in ttie United States which does not furnish liquor to unsteady the nerves and unbalance the fudgmrnt of tho poor fools who fre quent them. There is not a house of ill-repute in which rum is not at hand to inflame the baser passions of its vis itors. There is not one infraction of peace and good order in twenty that Is not largely or entirely due to rum. These things are the natural outcome of the career which the young man be gins when he first enters a saloon to meet his friends. I t is safe to say that no young man ever starts out with the determination to become a drunkard, or the slave of vice, or a criminal; yet look around you in any community, and see the vast numbers who are confirmed drunkards! Visit a large prison and you will find that the great majority of its unhappy in- mates are there from causes which can I be traced directly to the drinking habit. Visit a poorhouse and inquire into the history of the unfortunates who find that their only home, and you will learn that in the cases of tho ma jority rum was the initial cause of their being there. I t was the careful judgment of a former superintendent of tho Toledo insane asylum that- fully ! three-fourths of the cases of insanity ■within the establishment ,vere due di* j rectly or iritllrectly to intemperance. J The condition of things in regard to drunkenness in the .United States is grave enough to cause alarm to every thdughtful person. The condition catt* not be improved so Jong as the saloon is allowed to exist; and so long os the saloon Is in existence our condition re garding intCmperarice will grow worse instead of Mtt.*r< JlUt the Saloon can* pot he suppressed until ppbbc opinion fs strong enough, not only* (o demand Its suppression, bu t to enforce, th&t dn* inand when it is enacted ipto law. e The obvious place of, beginning, any effort to chatigo the existing order, must be? with the : people themselves, arujkit myst take, tho shape -at. a cam*. IptuKhof education. Tlbfyfa$ts as to the magnitude (H {hft iM'tlif1'resulting from !thb ytfjn .traffic must, he brought home: jto the understanding of every citizen., Every pulpit must join In the work, Our public schools roust teach the chib dren us part of their education, tha evils, physical and moral, which come from indulgence in 1 strong drink, and the scientific truth that alcohol is a poison, no more, no less, and that its use and its sale must he regulated and controlled by law the same as is done in the ease .of arsenic, or strychnine, or opium, or any other poison. We must educate the people until we have on our side an active majority-—Toledo Blade. . . ' ■ WHY HE STOPPED DRINKING. A. F a th e r Roformotl by III* P ra ttlin g " -B aber.’ “You must excuse me, gentlemen, for I cannot-drink anything," said a man who was known to the entire town as a drunkard. “This is the first time you ever re fused a drink,” said an acquaintance. "The other day you were hustling around after a cocktail, and in lact you even asked me to set'em up.” "That’s very tree, but I am a very different man now.” “Preachers had hold of you?” “No, sir; no one has said a word to me.” "Well, what has caused the change?" •“I’ll tell you. After leaving you the other day I kept on hustling after a cocktail,, as you call it, until I met a party of friends. When I left them £ was about half drunk. To a man of my temperament a half drunk is a mis erable condition; for the desire for more is so strong that he forgets his self-re spect in his effort to get more drink, I remembered that there was a half pint of whisky at home which had been pur chased for medicinal' purposes. Just, before reaching the gate I beard voices in the garden, and looking over the fenced saw my little son and daughter playing. ’Now, you be ma,’ said the hoy, ‘and I’ll be pa. Now you sit here, and I ’ll come in drunk. Wait, now, till I fill my bottle.’ “He took the bottle, ran 1 away and filled it with water. Pretty soon he re turned, and entering the playhouse; nodded idiotically a t the girl and sat down without saying anything. The girl looked up from her work and' said: " ’James, why do you do this way?’ " ‘Whizzer way?' he replied. “ ‘Gettin’ drunk.’ “ ‘Who’s drunk?’ “ You are, an’you promised .when the baby died that you wouldn’t drink any more- Tile children are almost ragged, and we haven’t anything to eat hardly, but you still throw your money away. Don’t you know you are breaking my heart?’ ■“I hurried away. The action was lifelike. I could think of nothing dur ing the day bu t those little children playing in the garden. You must ex- • cusc me, gentlemen, I cannot drink again.”—The Spectator. FACTS AND FINDINGS. A mebican beer makers produced sev en million barrels of beer and oceans of tears in 1800.—Union Signal. N eakly all the opposition to the Sal vation Army comes from tho ppblie- horne element, Gen. Booth’s followers being regarded as the deadliest foes of tho liquor traffic,—Christian WQrid, ^ T he Irish Temperance leugue is one of the foremost reform associations of Ireland. Among the many effective methods the league adopts is the circu lation of temperance literature, fifteen hundred dollars worth having been cir culated during the last year. Much success also has attended the cafe and coffee house movements, the loaguo coffee stands in Belfast being patron ized by thirty-five hundred persons on a busy day. • , Two saloon keepers a t Barnum, la .,1 h it upon a new scheme for evading the liquor law. They had a building con structed in sections so that it could be taken apart and stowed away. Recent ly the district court granted an injunc tion against tho Baloon, and the other night the proprietors took down, their building and stored it away in a ware-' honse, so that when the sheriff of Webster county comes to Serve the in junction he will find no saloon. P rincess V ikoqua , an Indian princ ess of the Mohawk nation, is devoting much time and thought to the temper ance question. She. is an intelligent, educated lady, s physiciiin 'b y profes sion, and a philanthropist by practice. She is Afine speaker and has appeared upon many W. C. T. 1’. platforms and before other audiences. Her lectures arc for the purpose of raising funds to cany on mission work among the In dians. She is a devout Christian and an earnest whitc-ribhoner. T he death of Mrs. John B, Gough, Widow of the great temperance lecturer, brings out the fact that a t the time she received his proposal of marriage most of her own friends and some of his ad- ViiWd hef strongly* against accepting it, n$ grave doubto wMe entertained as to his ability permanently to overcome his drinking habits; she a r.chool- teUelic? at the time, accdmpllshed and Wei] situat'd. But she topk the risk, and Gough afterward declared that she Was the making of him. A n o th e r fond illusion has been shat tered by the relentless data of Science. Wh»kyduus Ung bd«m regarded as o f valuolu the treatment qf pneumonia, but a comparison of tliq resnlts attained ifii different hospitals by Its uso fri this capacity shofrs that.it* employment is not desirable/'It is fouqd tkat ip tho NewYork hospitals sixty-five pop.cent, of the pbeiimohftf pfctiehts Ule'under aleohpflcjtHatmdnf, while ,ip London,. at tho Objcct-Lessfm Temperance hos pital, only five per cent, die. \ \
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