The Cedarville Herald, Volume 12, Numbers 27-52
OUR HOME* '■t'ovnr v.iit’Ow« paw away Fro::j thin nuniUar apot, I woat’.i'r wiuiwlll cotao and stay Int[io deserted cot, jjc;;ca!!i thrao elm trees wlio win stand Anil thtuii that home L sweet, When ivo lmve gone .Into that laud Where parted households meet? Oh1who will walk heslde the stream, Or sit benouth the pine, To dream iigiilu llie's little dream, ■ When 'tls not yours, nor mine. Will some one i sll my favorite tree, Pull down the mossy wall, The things so dear to you aud me Will they destroy them all? Whose namo will ho on yonder door? Whose pictures dock the walls? Whose feet press roughly on the floor , Where your dear footstep falls? And when the years to centuries swing, Till all wo love ura dead; ‘ Will any echo backward bring The words that tvo havo said? *! 4 hope the h.ook down there will miss , An old familiar tune, .’when In a happier homo than this We talk with all our own. For ohI this little home is swoet, Hath corner is so dear, Can Heaven without it be complete? • ' I would that Hoaycn were here. I almost think that from the skies, if I this home can see, I shall watch those with envious isyes Who live hero nftor me,. t'Hush! husht \va shall not care,” you say; Dear heart! it may. bo,true: . W1' shall not fA»«, but oil, to-day My life Is here, with you. —Julia H. May, in Good Housekeeping. A SET OF VIEWS. .They Go to Maks Up a Romance in Real Life. . '.L ' I AS INTEKIOB. . “Going to the seaside? In November!” .‘Emily had stooped to pick up her truant thimble, but now, like the good Aineas, she stood amazed, with eyes fixed on her companion as if she were, an unexpected omen. •‘Yes—it is odd,” said Clara, gazing out of her window over the smooth western stretch of the lake; “ but we must leave Chicago; and Uncle David has given mother and mo the use of the town house in summer and the seaside cottage in winter. It’s exceed ingly good of him, but it ia funny!” “ Dear! and Massachusetts! You’ll be just lost to our crowd. Well, that rose is finished; how does it strike you?” Clara felt chilled, Emily had been “no end sorry” that she and her mother had lost every dollar; had wept real tears when, the time of separation had begun to seem near; aud now she was smilingly asking her opinion o f an and contradicting each order once or twice, besides squandering a very un necessary number of silver quarters, settled himself with a lap table and a stylograpliio pen, and wrote; the final version was finished just as the after noon wuned into grays ■‘D k . vh ('[.Ait a ; This stylograph Is dlsvracn- ful, but oimimsttinci-s make jilmpciHlbjo v,i'n any bettor. That boavof a—no, 1 beg bis pui- don—but a certain geiitlommi is running a rape with mo to see you. Of course it must bo a fair rape, ami you must decide which'shall have the first chance; hut, ciuro. don’t you see I can’t live without you? Do keep that in mind. Hut still, if you’d ratherhave him, why—Xwon’t pain you by saying anything brutal—so good- by till we meet. You and your mother must be louely out there; oh! dour little girt, glva me the eight to make you both comfortable. Send mo just n little note, please, at the Grand. Yours la dire suspense, liAnitv.” III. THE POINT OF VIEW. * The cottage stood on a little perpen dicular bluff, and commanded the bay on one side and the ocean oh the other. As Clara sat out on the little tlireo-oor- tiered balcony and watched the water, she feit as. if there were something ridiculously suggestive in her environ ment—Harry and-Mr. Brown, the bay and the ocean, and she betwqon them. The sun was bright and warm for a November day, but the wind was fresh; and in one of its wlviffa it carried off a little pile of letters that lay in the girl’s lap, and whirled them over the sand. tiho ran down, pursuing them; and, having captured them with some trouble, perched herself on a rock more shielded from tlio wind and began to reread soma of the pages: “Easily prejudiced in Judgment. enthusiastic, uncritical, updUorlmiuoting, but excessively loyal in. lcivc. determined In bate. Little artis tic power. Good humor utidor circumstances Irritating to most men; occaslouul spurts of bad temperJh unexpected places.’’ “Stern and uncompromising In habits vl thought uud emotion; unyielding in will; gloomy disposition, tendency to extremes, aris ing fromnarrowness of view; self-centeredand utterlyunsympathetic; 'cranky’ in action com biningwith a general independence asingular moral cowardice before the opposition of some one person—probablyof the opposite sox.” “ Well, I suppose that’s Harry and Mr. Brown. There’s a.sorfc of magnifi cence about Mr. Brown’s air of reserve and importance, but-I believe he is ‘selfish and unsympathethic.’ I wonder if it was a moan trick, getting their 'characters’ read from their' hand writing? It's a funny business, any way, for that man—but lie’s remarka bly clover at it; and fifty cents apiece —well it’s cheap for the funtliere is in it; bu't I don’t know note which I like best. Mr. Brown is so . distingue , and Harry is .such a dear—but he’s only a boy. Sometimes I think I love neither one, and sometimes I think I love them both.” embroidered rose. , With a girl’s quick pride, however, she iiung back two rising tears, and smiled responsively. “ It is a dear- like you,** she said; and no one would have guessed that she was disappoint ed. But in hpr. heart was born a new seed. _____ II. TRAIN LEAVING CHICAGO. . “ Hulloa! Brown! Wasn’t aware you were aboard! Going east?” “ Hood-morning, Mr. WiUis; one doesn’t go to California via the New York'Central.” ’ “ Phew! Cynical bacteria in the air. You’d better come into the smoker and smoke them out.” There was something so irresistible in Harry Willis’ good humor that most people yielded to it, more or less con sciously. Some amiability is exasperat ing and seems to say: “ See how cool I keep, Don’t get excited!” But Harry seemed absolutely unaware that there was any sting in a spiteful remark. His mother had onee.sald o f him that he was like a lightning rod, a safe con ductor for dangerous currents. “ That’s all right!” Mr. Brown apoke less irritably, or, rather, as if hia irri tation had not been meant fo r Harry, bat directed against the world in gen eral. “ But people do say so many things without any aim whatever—o r with more aim than is apparent," he added, as if a new idea bad ctrack him. •‘Did you really want to know If I took an east bound train in order to go east, «r do you ask my destination?” “ Oh! pshaw!”—Harry made an effort to speak quite carelessly—“ what’s the use of shamming? You’re bound for ti certain point on the Massachusetts coast, and so am L There's another point, figuratively speaking, that we’re both bound for, too.” “ Yes,” responded Mr, Brown;’ “ this train makes connections so that we reach Gloucester at eleven to-morrow morning. It’s about fire miles out to ilia Point o f Vide, Which of, us will get there first?” “ I think it would be a fair arrange ment for ns each to send Miss Klein a note, asking her for an interview. Then the choice o f order would lie with her. See?” „ "Very well, that’s fair enough. But it's hardly necessary for n s .to torture each other in the meantime. I'U take the next section.” “ Wait a minute. We will send the tiotes by mail when we reach Glouces ter—start even?” ”Yes.’- ■ Mr. Brown strode into the next Mat, and knit his black brows over a blank sheet of paper, on which he finally ivroUv with a lead-pencil which ho, uandlcd.quita firmly: / "Dr, a « Miss Knew: Y m promised tae da setter this week. I sotld not be contentto i-ike it fromthemalls, Xmast seeyou. Pladw *•” r.:el-,ai« na h- ur with you m Mteass/ea ims 6tr,c,to ihc Grandbetel. 1Very sifteewiy, “M. H. BMW# ” Mvry, aft r aummonlhg the portsr IV. , ANOTnEB BALCONY SCENE. The afternoon was sunnier and milder than the morning, and only the Indian summer haze betrayed the fact that it was not'June. Clard was sitting again in the three- cornered balcony, and directly in front of her stood a young man, grasping the- raillng with twitching fingers. Hii hair was brown, but with more color in it than brown liair usually has; hU eyes were bluer than most blue eyes; and liis fair skin had a flush like a girl’s. . “ I asked you to come first,” spoka Clara, calmly, “ because I have made up my mind to say no to youj' Harry’s color grew fiercer, and hit hold of the railing tenser. “ Won’t you tell tno why?” ho said with a mixture of-beseeching and bully ing in histone. - “ Oh, yon are so ’prejudiced,’ bo 'ut» discriminating,’ and you have ‘occa sional spurts of bad temper in unex pected places,” laughed Clara. The in* periousness of his voice nettled her. and she would not answer seriously. Not being aware o f the “ charqctoi read by chirography,” Harry failed to appreciate the joke, and replied quits seriously: “ Well, I don’t see how you can call s fellow vnducriminatinff that chooses you} and if I’m hobheaded, it’s in a good cause.” “ Yes, it »uid you were enthusiastic and loyal,” Clara went on, smiling faintly. " It said! Well, I'm obliged to it, who ever it is. But Clara, my love can’t be for nothing when it’s my life just given to you ;—and yon do love me—I can see it your eyes. Let me kiss yon, and you'll be sure of it, yourself!” And as Harry bent over her, Clara threw her arms around bis neck, and said: “ Yes, I believe Id o.” V, THE TAIL-PIECE. The Indian summer had vanished with the afternoon, and it was Novem ber again; but-the sea:was not so sul len or so lonely as the man that stood at its,edge and gazed with aimless di rectness on the vanishing line of the horizon, “ She is right. I am a bear, too harsh and unsympathetic to enter into her life. These fellows, like Willis, warm blooded and gentle, always work it better with women. I'll just let them' alotie In the future.” And the last afterglow seemed to die ofciof the sky, as the tense figure strode Away into the night—,T. M. Anderson, 'la N. Y. Independent —At Ledbury, England, where Mra Browning spent much o f her childhood, a monument to h«r wfil be set up probably in the form o f a clock tower o f brick and stone, with a bronze bust and a quotation from “ Aurora Leigh." PERSONAL AND IMPERSONAL, —The German emperor has asked permission of the king of Kweden to erect a monument ut the North Cape, iu commemoration of his voyage in those regions and to encourage naviga tors in the north. —One man in Oxford county, Mo., can appreciate the practical as well as the msthetle advantage* of doing with out fences. His next neighbor hired a man to hoe his crops, and theman, know ing no meets and bounds, works away until a fence confronts him, the result being that Edward gets his crops hoed as well as the man who hired the la borer. —Mr. Walter WInans, the American millionaire whose doer forest in Scot land has so often formed the theme of parliamentary debates and whoso re volver ' shooting* is remarkable, has made a wonderful record with his fa vorite weapon. At a distance o f twenty, yards, with a disappearing target, he scored forty points out o f a possible forty-two. • —A philanthropic Portland- lady who earns’lier own living became interested in a family that lived in groat.misery and destitution. She almost supported them and took time that she could ill afford to spare to cook for them, es pecially for the aged grandmother, who was bedridden and died soon, after. Sewed up in a mattress was found §1,300 which her miserly nature., had kept secreted while she accepted the lady’s charity. —This is one of the stories that they tell of'Vivian Burnett, the prototype of “ Little Lord 1'auntleroy.” Wheii about eight years ' old he noticed one day a seamstress at work in the family and ask'd her if she never got tired of sewing. “ Yes,” she replied, “ I do get tired; indeed, my .head aches" mow.” “ Why do yon sow, then?” . “ Because I must. I have to work to earn my liv ing.” “ Well,” 'declared Vivian in princely dignity, “ when l am president o f the United States no woman shall work!” ■ . —Sir John Everett Millais, the great painter, is never so liuppy as when sketching from nature in Scotland. Seated beside some wimpling burn, with an old pipe in his mouth, ho will work all day without eating. Ho long ago learned the art of painting in tne rain!. An American artist, Who painted with him for two seasons, says that they sat in their wet clothe:'., drenched by the thick Scotch mist, day after day, wholly engrossed - in reproducing the greens and browns of mosses and the grays and reds of trees. —Muskrats became so annoying to a farmer in Yardley, Pa., that ho offered a stranger twenty-five cents apiece for all he* captured on his farm. On the first night the stranger caught four; or. severalsucceedingnights the same good luck rewarded his efforts, he each morn ing showing four entrappod animals and receiving one dollar for his services. The farmer has since learned that- not one o f them was caught on his place, that he paid every morning for the same four muskrats and that tho artful stranger brought them there.' “ A LITTLE NONSENSE.” -—“ Bah! tho lion is not half so fierce as hci is painted.” “Still most of us prefer to hunt him-on canvas.”—Puck. —She (strolling)—“ It alsvnys seems to me that the stars are wat-liing us." He—“ Yes; but, thank heaven! they have no mouths attached to them."—N. Y. Herald. —Mrs. Braggs—“ Life in your case seems to be one long vocation.” Weary Watkins—“ Quito right you nrc, ma’am. I guess that's one reason why I am al ters so tired.” —Indinnopolis Journal. . '—fiho (admiringly)—“ What a beauti ful shore.” Ho (boldly)—“ Yes, it re minds me of you/’ She (coyly)—“ Tho wiml is pretty high; don’t you think you had better hug the shore?”—Min neapolis Journal —“Now, Freddy,” said the mischiev ous lad’s mother, “don’t lot me speak to yon again.” “ Ma,” said the young ster, ‘-you are old enongh to know your own mind and I shan'tatterapt to inter fere with your actions.”-—Washington Star. —Did Lady—“ Doctor, do you think there is anything the matter with my lungs?” Physician (after a careful ex amination)—“ I find, madam, that your lungs are in a normal condition.” Old Lady (with asfgh of resignation)—“ And about how long can I expeetto live with them in that condition?” —House Hunter, at tho Beach—“ I thought this' was a furnished cottage. Yoti certainly said ‘furnished cottage* in your advertisement But I don’t see a stick of furniture in the house.” Ileal Estate Dealer—“Of course not I fur nish the cottage and you furnish the furniture/*—Boston Transcript —It was in Burlington, Vt n© was treating her to bananas, the first she had ever seen, and she ate rind and alL “That’s pretty good fruit,” she ob served, “ but it seems to be pretty much all pith. ” Later on they brought up at a soda fountain, where Corydon was heard to ask* liis Phyllis; “ What kind of scent will you have?” —“So this is your grandson, eh, Ban tus?” “ Yassir. He’s a fine boy, too. Leads bis classes at school. ” “ Indeed? Come here, boy. Suppose you had two dozen, watermelons, and another boy took five of them, how many would there be loft?” . “ I guetli cf I done gif a holt o' two dozen watermilllonS, they ain’ t no boy on dts ycre airth *uld gi» five of 'em,” replied the youngster.— Pittsburgh Dispatch, TEMPERANCE NOTES. THE ARMY CANTEEN.' " " A Standing Matinee to the Good Moral* o f Soliliart. Among army officers opinions are divided upon the subject of tho can teen, which is the euphemistic name given the post gin mill. The war depart ment at Washington and the military comjnittes of both houses of congress are enthusiastic over the new depart ure. The temperance people of Amer ica, however, are oi but one opinion concerning it, and have placed them selves upon record in opposition to the canteen. What is the canteen? ' Until very recently,, within two or three years, the post sutler or , post trader has supplied the officers and men at military posts in America with such articles of merchandise as they, have required at prices generally quite remunerative. The licensed post truders have found' the sale of liquor aud tobacco by far the most profitable elements of their trade. Some army, officers, however, who had visited the European armies and observed the methods of supplying luxuries to the royal troops in England, in particular, bethought himself of a similar, ar rangement in this country, and so it has come about that the canteen has driven ' the sutler out of business ami the troops conduct their own corner grocery. It was. urged in behalf of the post bar that .if it be controlled by un officer a better grade of liquors would be drank and the expense of a soldier’s drink would be less paralyzing to his pocketbook. The canteen lias grown from an experiment to a fixed policy, and the lately profitable political pliiin of a post-tradership is no longer worth picking. When a canteen is opened an officer is detailed to 'manage it.. He becomes personally responsible for the finances of the concern, and is expected to make it profitable. Liquors pad cigars are the only sources of profit,-because sol diers being supplied by the govern ment with clothing and rations have little else to purc-husc, although it is ! claimed on behalf of the canteen that it ekes out the- government ni Jon, confessedly not luxurious. Tho whisky and tobacco trade of -the post .saloon or canteen is irninen.se and profitable. 1 know a small frontier fort where there is a garrison of but eighty men, a num* bor.of Whom drink no" liquor, aud yet in eight mouths they have drunk and paid for twenty-five thousand bottles of beer at twenty-five cents per bottle, and tiie canteen otll4fcr has in eight months lifted.a debt of' nearly tw.o thousand dollars and is running his • ’’’shebang” at a good profit. The sales of useful and necessary0articles at this post have been too insignificant for consideration. Behind the bar are enough canned goods, hair brushes and blacking boxes to take the sideboard edge off the place, but months roll by without the sate o f a dollar’s worth of these goods, A canteen officer docs not “ tend bar” himself. That is wholly '"'neath' the dignity of a commissioned officer, and a sergeant Is therefore taken from his regular duties and assigned to the high-toned business of drawing corks, pouring out beer and whisky, and waiting upon officers and men who patronize the military saloon. If one sergeant gannot take care of' the busi ness others are detailed to assist him. A trooper or infantry man is relieved from camp ‘ routine and he cleans the cuspidors, washes bottles and glasses, scrubs the floor and otherwise devotes his time keeping the post “doggery” as presentublc as possible for officers and men.. These soldiers are paid extra for these services, but are taken absolute ly from military duty, and they officiate in the “ dive” as proprietor, barkeeper and Toustalmut At a small post three men are thus taken from their legitimate duties, and in larger posts more men arc necessary. The average will run not less than three to the hundred, however. It is probable that one. full rogiinent of the regular United States a-:ny is in the saloon business at the expense and on behalf < o( the government. A canteen officer seeks to make the canteen a financial success. He is open to censure if lie fails. He and his assistants are there fore likely to encourage sates and stimulate the business of drinking liquor. The officer is in most instances hott est; but it is not wise to place before him the temptations incident to the handling o f from ten 'thousand dollars to fifty thousand dollars per annum. There will be no end of court martinis as the result of the canteen, A man. who would duplicate pay-vouchers would not hesitate to profit by the can-' teen detail. The barkeepers and help ers are also exposed to tho temptation to drink more than they might if not handling the stuff, and they’, too, arc not free from the evil effects of having an opportunity to cheat the officer in charge to their own pecuniary advan tage. The exceptional breakage at some canteens arouses the suspicion that the bar-keeper and roustabout are not sat isfied wttli one doilfir and a half’ and seventy-five cents respectively per day. The fact is the canteen is an open sa loon, sometimes no worse than a re spectable “ doggery” elsewhere, and generally no better. It is a conven ience to profligate soldiers and officers, who might lie sober lustween paydays except for the credit this institution af fords. It is upstanding invitation to the younger men to participate in Its festivities. It is officially recognized, 1and purchases over its bar are eneonp' aged in the interest of good discipline and the canteen treasury! It is in tba very midst of the homes of officers and men, and about their only resort for in door amusement It ia a standing menace to the good morals of tho army, It is no more a necessity to tho army than a roulette table or bawdy house, arid these could as reasonably be added to the military establishment as . u whisky shop,—T. W. Blackburn, in N. Y. Independent DRUNK ON COFFEE. Oucn Under the Inlliwnco of tlio Kerry Iteleutn I» Almost Impossible. In the course of his studies Dr, Men del found very few instances'in which the confirmed coffee drunkard was ever cured. The symptoms constantly grow worse, and are only to be re lieved by lui’ge quantities of the bever age the abase of which has caused them- In this way tho victims go from bad to worse, for, though well aware of the mischief, being wrought, they suffer so severely that they are afraid to abandon tlie hulvit .lest death,should And tiie agony they experience. After beginning with the agreeable infusion of the roasted berries they arc driven, in their seureli for something more powerful, to swallow the tincture, which, though it operates fo ra time in the direction desired, soon loses its efficacy and •has to la) swallowed in greater and greater quantities, tho evil influence of the coffee being, of course, heightened by the alcohol used to ex tract its essential iugredients. When brandy is taken, only temporary relief . follows, though not infrequently the intoxication produced by the latter is eagerly welcomed in order to deaden the anguish caused' by the inordinate! indulgence in the former. ' . The last stage of this peculiar dis ease shows itself iii the sallow faep’and chilly hands and feet of tho victims, coupled'with an expression of dread and agony which settles over the .cou . tenancc— a form of melancholia, al ternated by hysteria, only to be tem porarily relieved by repeated applica tion to the coffee pot or to a strong tincture formed by steeping the crushed berries in spirits .of wine, Meantime 'the diseased state of the body isdemou-: strnted by . the acute inflammation, which is apt to supervene at any mo ment. A bruise, a cut, a prick dr a sting, which in a healthy person' would be scarcely noticed, is .the starting point for iutlnmuintion of an.erysipela tous character, so thut it seldom hap pens that the coffee inebriate is long lived. Coffee drunkards are more • common among people of nervous temperament thun in the ranks o f the stolid, phleg matic folks, not easily moved by any stimulus, or who, like many Gcrmaiis, prefer eating to drinking.—London Standard. SHORT SPECIALS. Won.i> that the drink habit, devel oped by meat-eating and peppery .ood. might be antagonized by scientific cooking in every woman's kitchcu iu. the land,—Frances K. Willurd B oston ' s new temperance law is rather peculiar. , It permits uny man to get tight twice a year without pun ishment, but if lie is arrested for drunk- - enness the third time, ills sentence is Imprisonment for a year. H on . H enry W ilson , while vice- president of the United States, and just before he died, said: “ All other issues before the American people dwindle into .insignificance compared to the is sues involved in the temperance ques tion.” iNTBsit’EttANOE, like treason, ought to be made odious in the land, .and thcro is very close similarity between tho two. The treasonable man endeavors to dethrone the rightful sovereign, and intemperance dethrones reason from her throne, and reason is the presiding spirit of our soul, the ruler of our soul. T akino a walk one day through the commissariat stores in Hong Kong with a friend, says a correspondent, I came to a portion of that establish ment where four Chinamen were emp tying a large tub of rum, which they were carrying in gallon measures to another portion of the building. Ad dressing-myself to one who was appar ently the head of the party, I inquired: “ Do you like rum, John?” “ No, bir,’* said the Chinaman. “ Why not?" “ Kiim not proper, sir; make Chinaman number one fo o l/'—Union Signal. T he canteen Ss the official army sa loon: It is a national declaration in ap proval of the liquor traffic, an admis sion of its necessity. It is a declara tion that drunkenness and debauchery arc unavoidable among disciplined men; it is an open door with an officer stand ing before it to encourage his men tr, partake freely of intoxicants; it is a direct insult to a large and growing public sentiment which, recognizing the awful evils of drink, pleads for to tal abstinence and the abolition of the sniborj Tin zens t drink drunk their recent nation big tol thousnl wine,- K tests fr<i •N. Y, Indcnrndent. fthort notice. Can ana * x us. The H erald . I i i k k' § V it*,. . from every person having the welfare of our land at heart. When will all the American people wake up to tho danger that the tiqnor traffic is threat ening?—The Lever
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