The Cedarville Herald, Volume 12, Numbers 27-52

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S i S T J O Y ® 1 and results when' taken; it is pleasant i the taste, and acts tly on the Kidneys, Is, cleanses the sys- dispels colds, head- , and cures habitual rup o f Figs is the its kind ever pro­ to fclio taste and ac- storouch, prompt in ■uly beneficial in its only from the most seablo substances, its qualities commend it 3 mado it the most known.- s is for sale in 50c >y ali leading drug- liable druggist who it on hand will pro- y for any one who Do not accept any FIG SYRUP CO, L tucisco, ca C'4 * f/t-iv yoHK, n v, gust iwer” F. Sleeper is very lie citizens of Apple- neighborhood. He ears ago I was taken fered as no one but a . Xthen began tak- Tower. A t that time at sufferer. Every- itressed me so that I v it up, Then in a that horrid distress 3n and I would have ‘‘ to eat and suffer “ a g - a i n . I took a “ little o f your ined- “ ieine, and felt citid i “ better, and a f t e r “ tailing a little mere 1*August Flower my “ Dyspepsia (Hs.ip- since Tuat time I ad the fust sign o f it. .ything without the distros.-. 1 wish to1 ted with that tc-rriMe e troubles caused by August Flower, ^ 1 there is no medicine W l XiyUUlAlyJM** ~witFtwi?!W:,ili*-;» r•:.1> -.ftl-tr.n'iluiisiivnrjtpit.) M. * i * t 1« .«*•»«**• rt«r>, MlrH. *;**• k.n.B»n.K».i!U>v'*:i‘i- Uf - H/ oUi i v * . A y. ■’ i hno.i somo creamy fluffy th tn f .. (.it acr tUio.it, -and mWoff there ,> > f !'Jov,ii ro'-.oj nuinfiifferluif .Mtbbu to rciiUe lit r oir more fair, 1 1 , viicl of- la f. halt Ji*.Je»t, ’fu s of Jior expected guest. “ w » lUno uio.'i'i to u ia u t,” sa lti eho. i llniter at my-toilet - n - t for tlic eyes of company, r i r n r e. ci-uii-r object y et— Kx.’.v.fo- a a sit’s -eyes attired, The m tt of -ul aiy iovo uduiSrei!/. " It ivouid hatv RvJcm'd my heart ol -yore Hot to in' comely In his eyes; Ah ,! now J im -. i iiijlnltely more i T moment to retain the prize! • Arm fin i rm v a ton thud there ’i ’o biiv.uteix iu my sUverlug hair. • “ Not for my {iistev-womim’a gaso, . To rouse her erivyj bot for thlsi H ut for th s siihe of those sweet days -To save tlio honeymoon of bliss From ever waning, bUccoilag so Froni waste tho parudlso below. ” 'Twoio not enough to win hltn mine, Nor yet enough, so to bo won, Bin the sweet right of love dlvlno' To keep the Kaon so begun, And when another decado dies - ■Tp stiU bo lovesioine In his eyes.” Oh. bountiful philosophy! Tho key to riches manifold; Its secret sovereign alchemy Changing the dullest day to gold. T-eutblug two hearts in love’s sweet thrall, A love th at never wanes a t all, A holy lesson, sweet to oon, Asnd sweet In daily life applied; Youth's blithest Idyl still lisped on, ' Tho matron gentle us the bride, Tho winning loffg ago was dotfe,-' - Hat every ilny she keeps him won. —ilusaiino E, Jones, 1 b Boston Transcript. WON HIS HEART. How a Little Child Fulfilled Mission o f Lpve. ' It s i “Drat it!” said Boggs.! •Boggs was a witheved-up, little, old Yankee, who had made his fortune and was living in a little house on a little side street in a little village in New England.' Bo^g^ was something of a recliise—almost,a hermit, llis houses- keeper was a Crusty old woman of un­ certain age, who furnished h im h is only companionship. He sought1 no other. For .old Boggs had soured on the world, to use a somewhat slangy phrase. To go back a matter of five years or so: ' The time had been when .the old man had less of acerbity in his nature —when he was not so much of a rc- . cluse as he now was. His wife was living then—liis daugh­ ter, too, was at home. Apd Boggs thought much of the one, but more of the other.' His. heart, was bound up in the girl, with her laughing blue eyes, golden hair and sunny face. He had planned a great future for her, for .the old man cared more, if possible, for his daughter than he did for his dollars, and he determined that regardless of all expense his girl should become a lady, dress like a lady and marry like a lady should. Boggs, of tiumble par­ entage himself—himself u bard-toiling man alibis life—determined that his daughter should become an aristocrat. And so he did not hesitate to pay over large sums to 51me. Emillie, of Jfcw York, to whoso fashionable boarding- school 5Jiss Lucy was sent to acquifo a “fust-class edication,” as the old man proudly referred to i t , So that it can readily be aeon that when' Miss Lucy returnod from tho school with a diploma, which duly set forth all her requirements, it was a sore blow to the old man '-that she should immediately fall in love with a penniless young artist, whohadstrayed over from Gotham* to sketch some of the glorious scenery about Dudleyboro. But she did. And, what is more torthe point, she married him, too, in spite of her father’s stern demands and her mother’s tearful protests. It was a se­ cret marriage, and when the young couple appeared before the old man it was with the f u 'l ,expectation ol his relenting and bestowing upon thein his fall forgiveness. Bat no ,suoh thing occurred. ‘ “You have disobeyedmy commands,” he said; “now shu t for yourself, girL I never want to sen or hear from yon again. Begone!” And there was some­ thing like a curse on his lips as he turned from the young bride and her husband. - . ; .- I t was very dreadful, of course. •Lucy had read of such things before in stones, which seemed very improbable, but it never occurred to her tha t her fathetkwonld treat her, Lacy Boggs— or, rather, now Mrs. Lucy Boggs Chan ler—in any such manner. But right them she was mistaken. And so Mr. and Mrs. Chanler re turned to Gotham and art and a rather precarious existence, Her letters to her father war* tuMuuwarad; after awhile they were returned to her, un­ opened. The old mas evidently meant what he said. The death of Mrs. Boggs a year or so later didn’t tend to soften his heart; If possible, it became Untier than before. This was the situation that frosty December evening when Boggs ejacu­ lated: “Drat it!” “Bead that,1* he said, as he tossed a letter oveh to the old housekeeper. The old man’s tones were a trifle softer than usual, for alt he tried to appear stern and hard-hearted about i t The news Was a.terrible blow, bu t the old man determined not to betray the fac t “Muggy on usl” ejaculated the old Woman, “Lucy and her husband both dead and their two-year-old child an orphing? And we’ve got to take It or It’ll be sent to the aqrlum. Well, welll* “Yes,* said old Boggs, “and I sup­ pose we’ll have to take the youhg 'un, although how we can take care of It in this house is more than 1 know,” • “Might get a nuss-gul?” .suggested the old woman. “Well, I don’t know about that,” re­ turned old Boggs. “Mebbo so, niebbe sojwe’Usee.” lie was wondering wheth­ er this two-year-old baby looked any­ thing Jilto Lucy did when she was that age. Thy child came, a pretty, fair-haired thing, for all the world a small pock­ et edition of its mother, and. with the little one a young girl, who had beer, sent along to take care of the diminu­ tive traveler on the journey from New York. This young woman seemed bursting with some secret, which could, it ,appeared, bo repressed only by the most prodigious 'effort Butin tho main she proved satis factory, and her valuablo services were retained for. the stipend of one dollar a week and found, which was a sourea of some jealousy on the part of the old house­ keeper, whose income was but a trillo more. It was a very speedy conquest—that of the haby over old Boggs. At first lie affected not to notice it, but he soon got over that. . Gradually tho child crept into his old heart, until af- ■tor tlie littlo one had been in the house a month he would rather have parted- with his life than will Lucy’s chiltj.' He watched over it with all the tender­ ness of a mother. In fact, old Boggs was 'a changed man—he began to take1 some interest in life. The little one fretted at first—cried for its “papa’ and “mamma” and asked in its infan­ tile way to be bo taken back to them. “Poor ekjld!” Said tho old man. “It dpn’t realize twbat’s befallen it. Per­ haps it's jiiat as well—just as well. It’ll the-sooner forget.” One day Boggs was returning from one of his long, lonely walks. The old housekeeper met him at the gate, face blanched, eyes staring like a maniac’s hair disheveled—tho picturo of abject terror.!. “What’s the matter?” tho o}d man asked, greatly puzzled by her strange conduct. * ‘Lucy —ghost—your daughter—!n there!”' the' housekeeper gasped. She could' say no more. Old Boggs was not at all superstitious, and ku quickly made his way into' the house. In the front room there sat, with the child in her arms, Luey, but not a ghost. Far from it—very much in the flesh; there could bo no doubt about that, Old Boggs stared at her in amaze­ ment He was unwilling to trust his own eyes. “You—you—I thought you were dead!” he finally managed to say. “So I have been to ’you, father, for the last five year& And so I sent the child to see---- ” “Yes, I understand—I understand,” interupted the old man, hastily. “Hus­ band dead, 1 suppose? You a penniless widow? Want to come home to live with your old father now you have got nowhere else to go?” The old man was growing a trifle bitter. “No. father,” said the girL “Will is hot dead, and we are not penniless. He lias succeeded, and we are becom­ ing rioh. But I want your lovo. your forgiveness. And so I sent the .child as a sort of ambassadress. If she hasn’t succeeded, we'lt go bock—the child man paused lor full three and I.” The old minutes “I guess—she—has,” ho finally said, slowly. “You needn’t go, leastwise till you’ve made us a good, long visit And I dunno but I might go back to New York to live with ye. It’s pretty lonely out here, and 1’vo got kind o’ fond o* the child.” “Do, father,” replied the daughter; 'nothing would please ub more—Will and I. ..We will---- ” •IBut it was a mighty mean trick,” Interrupted the old man.—Chicago News. . A P ie E xposition. The greatest pie display of which history tells us took place in 1509 at a dinner given after the funeral of Albrecht IV., king of Bavaria, a t the royal palace in Munich. There were seven great pies upon the table, representing the seven ages of the world. The first pie was made of apples. It represented Adam and Eve, the tree of knowledge, the snake and the apple. The pictures wera made upon the Crust with confections of sugar and almonds. Another pie.was made of doves, and bore a whnderfnt representation of Noah’s ark in; its center, while round the edge were placed figures of every created thing, A key went with this pie m order that it might be determined what, these figures were intended to represent. Upon the crust of these wonderful pastries appeared the tableaux of Abraham sacrificing Isaac, David slay­ ing Goliath, the ravens feeding Elijah, Samson tearing open the jaws of the lion, and the last Snd most wonderful of all the pies, when Opened, was fonnd to contain fonr living birds, which all began to sing. In his cook­ book, entitled “Epnlario,” is i> recipe headed: “How to make pies that the birds may be alive in them, and fly out singing when 11 isch tup ,” Possibly this is the origin of the old rhyme: «Wh«a the picwas epened the birds begsn to slog.” : —N, Y. Press, ' —Wife—“I was a fool to say yes to your marriage proposal.” Husband-* “And I waa a fool for giving you the chance; so you see we are well mated, nftsr ail.’’- Gape Cod Item, —A Baltimore man, after a courtship of fourteon years, undertook to with­ draw, when tlio party of the second part objected, aud a breach of promise suit followed. ---Emilo Drainer,, the French million­ aire, is credited with having done more than any other ope man toward the de, vclopmont of the state of Wyoming. In the eight years ho lias live! there bo has spent §100,001) in the work, ills first winter’s experience made him a' rliourhatie.cripplo for life. —White Eagle, tho last chief of the Omaha?, is buried at Sulphur Springs, pn a little plateau overlooking his tribe’s namesake elty. The curious thing about-his grave, which is marked by only a low mound, is that the noted Indian was interred sitting upright on the back of his favorite horse. -.--A Delawave cobbler gave hiswife a certain sum of money each week for her personal use. Ho never inquired what she dkl with it, but after thirty- nine years of wedded ii/e the wife di d, and iu the drawer of an antique table the husband found a bag containing gold, also a roll of greenbacks, nmbunt-' ,ing in all to 810,000. —Prof. Koc-h is still carrying on inoc­ ulation in the Berlin city hospital, al­ though the government long ago re-/ fused to patronize the lymph in itsown peculiar sphere, that is, in the array hospitals, and banished Dr. Pfuehl, Koch's lion-in-law, who twelve months ago jumped suddenly into prominence, to a small garrison town near the Rus­ sian frontier. —A young man, being, asked by a judge whether he had a father and a mother, said he Wasn't quite sure. whether1ho b.i l or not First his father died, and then hfs mother mar­ ried again; and then his mother died and his father married again; and now he didn’t exactly lcuow whether they were.his father and mother.or not— Boston Globe. —Sometimes in his sleep a man in Dundee', N. Y., gets out of bed and wanders away from home. He has struck upon, the ingeuious expedient of having alongside his bed au easy-mov­ ing treadmill! Now when somnam­ bulism forces him to exercise his limbs, he can walk himself tired on the treats mill without risking his precious life in perilous places. . —When Congressman John Mitchell, of Milwaukee, came to Washington for the first time aud wanted to rent & house at S5.0OOa year, the real estate agent whom he consulted held the mat­ ter open until he could hurry over to the .agricultural department, and con­ sult Secretary Rusk about the appli­ cant’s financial standing. But as he discovered that his would-be patron .was a millionaire and the son of a mil­ lionaire, tlie late Alexander Mitchell, lie concluded to closo the bargain. “ A LITTLE, NONSENSE.” s—“Money is ' trouble,” sighed old Banker. “No, it isn’t!” exclaimed young Banker. “You can easily bor­ row trouble,”—Baltimore American.. —Jinks.—'“How do you know that Von Pedalowski has mastered a sym­ phony in A flat?” Filkins—“Because his flat is next to mine."—N. Y. Herald. —Clara—“Did you graduate with dis­ tinction when yon left college?” Stel­ la—“I think so, I was the only stylish girl in tho ptass.”—Kate Field's Wash­ ington. —“Do you wnnt a stop watch, sir?” asked the joweler. “Do 1 want a stop watch, sir? No, sir; I want one that .will go. I’ve got a stop watch now,”— Brunswick (Me.) Telegraph. —Watts—“I am afraid that Vickers is a little given to thanking tho Lard that he is not as other men.” Potts— “He doesn’t thank the Lord He thanks himself. Indianapolis Journal. --Mrs. Jones—“I had- a letter from m i this morning. She says she’s dying to come to visit us.” Mr. Jones—“Well, don’t worry about that. We can afford to attend tho funeral -Birmingham Leader. —A Thoughtful Girl.—Mr. Callthere —“I love yon, Mam e; Will you be—’* MissCarefalle-“Won*tyou please speak a little louder, Tom? The phonograph is at the other end of the room.”—Yan­ kee Blade. —Grocer—“Have you any references, young man?” Applicant (for job as salesman)—“No, sir, but I can tie up a package of sugar with a knot that the Customer can’t untte in half an hour.” He got the job.—Chicago Tribune. —Too Spirited for Lovers' Use.— Henry—“How do you like this horse, Estelle?” Estelle—“lie seems to be a good horse, Henry, but I think I prefer a horse that you can neglect for a while without hurting his feelings in the least*’—Somerville Journal —Two Irishmen who were traveling together ran out of money, and being iii want of some whisky, devise! the following ways and means to obtain it: Patrick, catching a frog out of a brook, went ahea 1, and at the very first tavern he came to asked the landlord what sort of a “craitur” that waa. “I t Is a frog,” replied tho landlord. “No, sir,” said Pat, “it’s a mouse.” “i t is a frog,” reiterated the landlord. “It 1* a mouse,” said Pat, “and 1 will leave It to be decided, for h plftt of whisky, by the fltst traveler that comes along.” “Agreed,” ssld the landlord. Murphy soon arrived, and to him Was the ap­ peal made. After much examination and deliberation, he declared It to be a mouse; and the landlord, Ih spite, oi the evidence of his Senses, paid the b e t —Once a Week. TEMPERANCE NOTES. WORLD-WIDE CURSE. *“ Worlff-widp u cumo lies op our land; . From Hlioro to shorr, fig.n ui’u to Baa No niitlmi, country, Llaiul Iron, From alcohol's destroying hand. So Jong!—ftlpco timn l/i'fjari; and prayers OI mother-lieartH hove rlaon in vninl For pultry pelf, tor sordid gain, Tills goodly land Its harvest hears. Wcult tilings there are confound the strong; Ob, watchman for the moruinrf hour, World-wUlo there runs n chain of power, Electric with the voice of gong! WJiut Is it tbnt the strong k ng fcarat No. Iron chair, of,lordly might. Hut just a thread of ribbon white, Uod’a uuswor to the prayer of years! Epch strand about a hearthstone twliiod, '. Each song a mother's lullaby; From shore to shore, from sea to re.a, .Tim ribbon white tho dear homos bind. World-wide, 'a blessing waits for thee, > Oh. homes beloved, of every land! For traluod of heart, uud tralueuof band, Thy children shall thy country free. —Esther T. Housh, in Union Signal. SUSIE’S CONVERT. How* a Drunkard Was Induced to Sign the Fledge. “What makes Mr, Bartlett walk so funny?” said little Sadie Lee, as she and her sister Susie were playing in the yard one day. “Let me see!” cried Susie, who was busy building an oven. She -’dropped her playthings,’- and running to the .fence, climbed up on it beside Sadie and looked earnestly at their neighbor, who was coining down the street I’ooy man! lie could not walk very well, uhd every now and then lie leaned against a tree and rested. “He must be sick,” said Sadie. “I wish mamma was at hoiue. Bhe'd know what to give him. ” • “Let’s go and see what we can do,” suggested Susie* “Don’t you remem­ ber; how he took us to ride once? I think we ought, to'help him, to pay back;” and sturdy Susie opened the gate and marched down the street with Sadie following more timidly. •“How do you do, Mr. Bartlett?” said Susie, very politely. “I am sorry you are so sick; but if you'll lean a little on rue, I , ean help you home,'’ and' Susie, who was tall of ‘her age, drew' herself up to her full height Mr. Bartlett tried to straighten him­ self tip,- but did not succeed very well. He looked at the children a’s if lie did not see them,.and-.began to talk; but Susie could not understand a word he said. “How sick he must be!” she thought, while Sadie. looked on. in open-eyed wonder. “I guess the sooner we'get him home, the better;” and, taking his band, she-placed it on her shoulder, and, with Sadie on the other side, she tried to help him home. He did not object. He leaned a little h e a v i l y on Susie; but; fortunately, his house was near by. Before ho reached Ids gate, •however, .lie ceased mumbling, and looked at the children os i f ho rccog-- nized them. ■His head drooped, and lie leaned less heavily on stout little Susie's shoulder. “ I'm all right now,” he said, with an effort, as they opened the gate for him. “Thank'you. -You needn't come in,”' and he walked up tho path as if much better. Susie anil Sadie turned to go away, and met ‘their mother just coming home, to whom they told their story. Mrs. Lee looked grave, and did not speak for seme time. “What was the mutter with 1dm, do yon suppose, mamma?” asked Susie. Mrs. Lee hesitated, but after a mo­ ment answered: “Air, Bartlett lias a disease, children, which is a most serious one. I am sorry yoh saw him, for he was not in his right mind. But, perhaps, when he Is, ho will remember that you helped him, aud he will try to help himself more. “When lie was a little hoy, no bigger than your brother Arthur, his father used to let 1dm take sugar with brtuady on it, and he learned to like i t I t made him sick, and every year he grows worse, and craves the brandy more. I t is a most terrible disease, and not only does it kill the man, *ut his friends all suffer/ too. That was why the boys were asked to sign a pledge the other day, promising not to drink intoxicat- ingliquors.” “Oh, I know all all about it now, mamma!” said Susie; “only 1 didn’t know he was drunk. I never saw any­ body drunk before. Did they ask Mr. Bartlett to sign, too?” Mrs* Lee shook her head* She was thinking how many times he had been asked and refused, and that was no reason why he should not be asked again. There was no end of times that Christ meant us to forgive our brothers; aud why should there be any limit to tlie times we should try to save them? “Well, I’m going to ask him,” said Susie, sturdily. “He'll do it for me, I know, and I’ll sign myself, if he does; mayn’t 1, mamma?” “We’ll see,” answered Mrs. Lee, “There’s no hurry just now.” But Susie didn’t feel satisfied. She went out to play, but her busy little brain waa planning all the time how She should do It After tea she slipped Into the li­ brary, Where she knew was the pledge her brother Arthur had signed, and, carefully tucking it' under her apron, she crept out of the yard and up to Mr. Bartlett’a door. Kind, lovely Mrs. Bartlett opened the door, and Su- Me Saw she had been crying. *T don’t believe hut what he’a worse," she thought, but being a very deetded little girl When once she had made up her mind, uhe asked for Mr. Bartlett, “ He’sintTic the parlor/’ said Mra. Bartlett, sadly. . “You. go right in. I think tic will lilto to see you." Susie walked in. Mr. Bartlett sat in jin easy-chair, with a book in his hand, but was. evidently not reading. H« looked up as Susie came In, but turned away his' head again. Susie went bravely up to Ids chair and put'her hand on bis knee, “Jlovv do you do this evening. Mr. Bartlett?" she said. “I came over hers to bringyou this paper, aud ask you to please sign'it,” Mr. Bartlett looked cross; “Who Kent you?” li>* asked rather grufily, as Susie unfolded it. “Nobody sent- me. Nobody knew I was coming.. I knew you were sick, and there isn't any medicine, only this, will cure you. Won’t you pleasO sign _ it? and th a n 'i’ll put my name down, ’ too,” . 1 * Mr. Bartlett’s 'eyes grew very wot and tender. He lifted the little girl on his knee. ‘-‘Susie, I will-sign it, mud, with God’s help, iceep it, too, and you Shall put your name'right after mine. 1have been myself ever sinbo you loft mo -at the gate, aud I have resolved never to touch another drop of liquor.” “51ary!" he called to his wife, as ho put tho pen back on tbe table, “como and see •what Susie and 1, have been doing. Help me, all of you, toAceep it. Kiss me, Susie, how, and rub iiome and tell your mother what you have done.” And Susie did run as fast as she could. “You see there was use in trying again,” she said, in her grave, Old-fashioned way.—Tho Look Out. TEMPERANCE SPECIALS. A i . cohoi , is universally ranked among poisons by physiologists, chemists, physicians and a ll. wqo have experi- • niented, studied and written. upon tlio subject. T he wife of Duitcd States Senator Spooner, of •Wisconsin, - is credited with saying in a recent interview: “The woman or girl who offers one of ■my sons a glass of wine will personally affront me.” .I n response to Miss Willard’s per­ sonal appeal for collections for tho World’s W. C. T. U, Illinois stands sec­ ond on the list, her donation being £408.18. India contributed 815.91; Quecnsfand, 85!j.50, and Japan, $20.35. Dn. K eei . ev says the white paper in wh.ich the tobacco of the deadly cigar­ ette is incased is bleached with arsenic. He finds' it even more difficult to euro ^ the cigarette smoker than the con­ firmed drunkard.—Herald and Pres­ byter. T he opinion- of the f f .A T, U: on the subject of tobacco is well expressed in tbe following letter to a recent Chi­ cago daily; “King Tobacco rules tho country, on land and sea. Our nation, our intelligence, our life is clouded by the tobacco delirium. ” A n eminent surgeon gives the fol­ lowing opinion: “Few people outside, the medical profession havo any idea of the large number of deaths which .occur every year, and are certified ac­ cording,to tho organ or organs princi­ pally diseased, but which are in reality attributable to alcohol. -The loss to the country of persons in the prime of life from this source is enormous. Fat­ ty degeneration of the tissues' of tbe body, or, as ,it might other­ wise. bo called, premature old ago, is one of the most frequent physical re­ sults of taking alcohol, even when taken in what some might call modern- Hon.” ‘ No Alcohol In Ilia j Scicntiflp knowledge is not half so necessary in practical life as sound principle, even though tho latter, un­ aided, may not be a satisfactory guide. There is a certain old gentleman in .the country who is an ardent believer in the temperance movement, and who, by his earnest counsel, has helped many a man in reforming his mode of lifa Yet this good man not long ago offered some guests cake and wine. “Why, Uncle John,” said a niece who was visiting him, “I thought yon were temperance.” “So I be,” was the reply, •’strict tem­ perance,” “But here you are giving ns wine.” “Currant wine, dear, currant wine. Made in this boose out o' my own cur­ rants." “But, uncle, it’s wine just the same,” “No, it ain’t, my dear. There ain’t a drop of alcohol in i t I see to its mak­ in’, an* you’d better believe I don’t have any pnttni”—-Yonth’s Companion. Drunken ButM. A mission visitor 6f one of the Lon* don churches, thus describes her visit to a gin palace: “Without, in the nar­ row, dirty street, misery and squalor on every side; bnt within, all bright and gay. A throng of men and women crowded the »bars, many of them scarcely more than children in years, hut old in ein; and on looking around and lower, even upon tbe floor, were to be seen as many as thirty or forty little children,, many of them babies. 1 at first thought they were asleep and pitied their neglected condition, but this feeling was qnickly changed to horror when I was assured that they were all drunk—dead drunk, stupidly drunk-and that some of them ‘had never been sober, having actually been born saturated with the accursed stuff and fed on it ever since, the result being visible In their old, pinched faces and miserable, half-starved bodies, with nothing of babyhood about them,”—Union Signal MU MW