The Cedarville Herald, Volume 12, Numbers 27-52

4 The Cedarville Herald. W. XL B U U , PuMllkM. CEDABVILLS, i t ; OHIO, THE BEAR CITY, llw ilwlHCapital Wbrrt Uruln’n linsg* If to He 8 mb nn lirwjr Corner. Of all cities in Europe the ancientand picturesque c ltj of Berne, in Switzer* land; lathe most peculiar. The visitor atares in astonishment ashoseeseveiy* where around him the good-humored andmgged features ofBrulm He finds .him on the city armorial hearings. He sees him sculptured in atone on the pillars of the municipal gates. He notes him peering from the medieval sculptures in an ancient stone tower. He drinks hla 'beer in a saloon decorated with hears. The fashionable hotels have statues of bears, standing on their hind legs and shouldering hal­ berds or pikes, In their front halls. When the visitor goes to examine tlic . old cathedral he is not a little amused, to find figures of bears in bronze grouped around a statue in front of the sacred edifice. And finally he is guided to the National, the cantonal bear pit, near the rapidly flowing Aar, where a goodly company of young and old bears are maintained at public expense, and pass their time in standing up and beg­ ging for carrots and turnips and onions, or in fighting among themselves and cufiing each other with their huge, heavy paws. And when the transatlantic wanderer asks for an explanation of this devo­ tion of the old city to the bear—that ar­ rant rogue and enemy of man—he is told that “Berne" means “bears,” “Bahron,” and that the clumsy ani­ mal has been the symbol of. the heroic and aggressive canton •ever since the . duke who was founding the city slew an intruding bear on its primitive forti­ fications.. Time was when the banner of the hear was a terror, and when the spears of Berne wore mightily like the sharp claws of hirsute bruin. Tlie Swiss have just been celebrating the past glories of this city, now their federal capital, and they had the living bears from the bear-pit mounted in cages and escorted through the streets in the grand procession which epitomized the history of Switzerland. Surrounded by pikcinen and halbardiers, the poor hears were somewhat disturbed, and when they saw that nothing was given them to cat os they were jolted over the pavements, they flew into the most terriblo rage and growled and gnashed their teeth much to the joy of the 40,- ©00 spectators. These bears were photographed and their pictures will be handed down to posterity. The canton causes an ani­ mal search to be made in the Alps of the Bernese Oborland for young bears, to be tamed and placed in the bear-pit ' atBerne. It is safe to say that no cltizon ' of the old town of the SSaehringensi al­ lows more than two or three days to pass without going to take a look at the animals which play such a lively role in his local annals.—N. Y. Journal. TO FIND A DROWNED PERSON. Wlmt It Is That Attracts the Quicksilver in a [.oaf. I t is said that- there is an infallible means of discovering, a body, no matter how deep the water in which it lies. I will give an instance where It was used: A gay party of yonng people, ladies and gentlemen had been rowing on one of Hciv England’s lakes, when by accident the boat was overturned, and all fell in the water. One of the party, who was an excellent swimmer, was enabled to rescue two of the others, conveying them safely to the distant shore*, hut in returning to help another, who was still supporting herself upon the bot­ tom of the boat, the swimmer became exhausted and sank himself, to rise no mom alive. It was a sad occurrence, indeed, and the gay summer guests who had seen the party embark on that bright summer day were changed into a band of mourners. Efforts for the recovery of the bodies were immedi­ ately begun, and experienced persons were grappling in all directions with­ out success. The water was very deep, and after several days of unsuccessful experiment the hope of recovery was about to be given up, when some one thought of quicksilver. A loaf ofbread was secured, and, some four ounce* of quicksilver having been buried in if,*was thrown into the water from a boat containing the searching party. The loaf at onco floated away, the boat followed it, and in a short time it began to whirl abont in a circle, and then sank to the bottom. This was tho signal for renewed efforts; the grappling irons were thrown out, and after a few efforts they managed to hook the clothingonone of the drowned pefrson$—the gentteman that made such heroic effdlU to save the lives of others a t a cost of his own. In hts pockets were found some keys, money (silver) which had doubtless attracted the quicksilver. Another loaf charged In like manner led to the discovery of the other body, that of the ' lady whose watch and jewelry attracted to it in the same way. Had this ageiit been thought of a t the time of the accident, abd with proper,meansof resuscitation, the noble young life might have been iaved. This simple method it may be of use to remember, as accidents of the kind have been frequent, and are apt to be 'more frequent a t this season of the yaar,—Chicago Journal. THE BATTLE FIELD. AMONG THE SLAIN, A Pathetic Incident «r the Struggle Be­ tween Great and I-ee. Darkness had come at last and the roar of battle had died away to a low growl. Grant had faUed to drive Lee. We knew that from flank to flank. If he could not force a passage through those gray lines he could flank them. Before the sun went down we knew that he would do it. It was not yet night when the movement begun, but my division would be one of tho last to move, and we must hold our ground and prevent the confederates, from dis­ covering what ,was taking place. It was a curious coincidence of war that Lee was also moving by the flank, both armies marching in parallel lines from a battle field which had yielded neither victory nor defeat to either side. Host No. 7 was under a large tree on the edge of a thicket To the south there'was a strip of open ground, then a thicket then an old field, in which stood a log cabin. It was a lonely place, well away from the comps,*tho. dead and the dying, but 1 was glad to be alone. All along the lines there was a growling of musketry; but this pras but a bluff—a bit of acting to cov­ er the real design. I had been nearly an hour, on tlio post without anything happening to alarm me, when I heard a person moving in the thicket across the open strip. Was it a person? Riderless horses had galloped about that day almost without number; this might be one which had found shelter in that thicket. Rustle! Rustle! Step! Step!, It was a cautions movement. Who­ ever it was hoped to reach me without discovery, hut there were dead leaves 'underfoot and the thicket was dense. A hare could not have moved without be­ traying its presence.. Rustic! Rustle! ' Kneeling down so as to see under the darkness, as it'were, I suddenly made- out a black object against the dark background. It is neither horse nor mule; it is a human being. A scout, from the enemy’s picket post, only .a quarter of a mile away! A wounded man hobbling about to find succor! One of our own scouts returning! “Who comes here?" There is silence •for fifteen seconds, and then a woman's voice answers: “I can’t find the place! it is so dark I can't find the place!" ■Aye! it was a woman’s voice, and it had a sob in it, too. A woman there in the darkness between the hostile lines with powder-smoke still in the air, with stray bullets darting through the thickets with a-whizz, as of some great insect stirred to anger! “Who comes here?” “ I wish it wasn’t so dark! I am so tired—so tired!" And then she came to the open strip toward me, making no stop, never, hesi­ tating. walking straight up to tne, ns if she could sec as'wcll by night as in the snnsh ne Of day. “I can’t find the place," she sobbed, as she came to a stop within arm’s' length. “Good Uod, woman! bnt what are yon doing here?" I gasped, almost terrified at her presence. "See! S'o!" 'she replied, holding ur bnndle out towards me. "One timo 1 saw a beautiful spot in tho woods, and said to myself that if he died I would bury him there, but I can’t find it—I can’t find it!" “What is it woman? What have you got there?" “See! See! Don’t be afraid, lie’s dead. He can’t speak or move. Take him!" She put a bundle into my arms and I cried out and let fall my musket It Was the body of a baby abont n year and a half old. Dead? Yes! Dead from a .cruel bullet which had pierced its little body and left a great wound which looked horrible to me in the dim light! Dead and cold and bathed in its own blood—dead for hours! And when I reached out and touched the shawl or wrap worn by the mother ray fingers burned at the feel of blood! “I have carried him such a long, long she moaned; “and I have seen so many dead men and heard so many guns! You’ll help me, won’t you—help mo to find the place and bury poor baby?" “Was it your baby? Did you live in the cabin beyond the thicket?" I asked, still holding the little corpse. “lie was so happy!" she said, as sho patted the little bare head with a moth­ erly hand. “And I was so happy, too! He won’t never laugh and crow again, will he? I’ve got to find that beautiful place and bury him, haven't I? And you'll help*me; yes, I know you will, for you don’t swear and curse at me." She had lost her mind. Think of it— an insane mother wondering over a bloody battle-field with her dead child In her arms! She had bnt one idea—to bury it in a dell which she had once vis­ ited and remarked Its beauty—a dell in which ’ federal or confederate were doubtless then burying their own dead, I knew not what to do. I could not leave my post and I did not want her to go wandering further. I was trying to soothe end quiet the women when she suddenly cried out: “Ahf it is not so dark now and I can find the place. I’ll go on ahead and digthe grave and do you follow on with baby. Poor baby! Ho won’t know that he is buried, will ho? I can find the piece end you”—— “Come back!" Comeback!" I called to her as she fled away in the darkness, but she was two hundred feet away as she answered me; “I’ll find the place! ’ Poor, poor baby!" And when the relief came I told tb* story and pointed to the bundle resting on the ground beside me.. “God pity her!” whispered the ser­ geant, as he lifted his cap. “God pity her!" echoed all the others as they stood uncovered around the poor little corpse, Time meant human lives that-night Grant was moving by the flank£ Lee was moving by tho flank to match him. The morrow was to witness more slaughter—make thousands of other widows and orphans, “Dig here!" ssfd the sergeant, and with our bayonets we scooped out .a shallow grave in scarcely more than a minute's time. “Carefully, now! Poor little' thing! Now fill in! That will do. God knows whore it lies. Fall in—forward, march!" ■ And yet men write of the glory of war!—M. Quad, in N. Y. World. TOO MUCH MENAGERIE. INWOMAN’S BEHALF. THE PIONEER PHARMACIST. Why a C aptain In tlio Feilitrnl A rm y He- ,'iiino Vory Angry. Any one who will take up a catalogue of names and glance casually through it would be surprised to see bow ludi­ crous are sometimes tho cognomen* un­ der which portions of mankind labor. It is useless , for the poet to assert: “There’s nothing in a name." The un­ fortunate schoolboy who condescends to sport the unromantic "John Jones” or tho ludicrous “Snodgrass” ■thinks otherwise. Perhaps.the most common names used by men for family designa­ tion arc those of animals, .and when several congregate of such a stripe- there is going to be fun in the men­ agerie. Ah incident occurred during tho civil war which aptly illustrates this. In the pretty country, town of War- ronton there was stationed, just after the surrender, a regiment under the command of Capt Brown. Now. the .said Capt. Brown was a choleric individual, There was to be peace, and the gallant captain bad deter­ mined to exercise a very strict.surveii-- lanoe over the defeated "rebs.” So one fine day he hail every citizen come lip and register. Now, it happened that in the small compass of 1'Warronton lived several gentlemen of rather striking names. A Mr. Lyon kept a restaurant, a Mr. Coon was auctioneer, Mr. Hare ran a bar­ room. while a store' boasted of a Mr. Bear as its proud proprietor. It also happened that/these gentlemen should arrive in the registering precinct together. "Your name, sir?” demanded 1 the clerk to the Gbit who presented him­ self. . , "Bear," was tho reply, and Bear went down on the book. “Your Same, sir?" Was asked of the second. "Coon,” came tlie placid rejoinder, and Coon followed Bear on the ledgei. “Your name, sir?" “ Lyon,” the third man answered, qnietly, The clerk looked up with a pnzzled expression, but the gallant captain’s nose rose in the air,, and his eye began .tojjash as be anxiously awaited for the fourtli man to be interrogated. He began to imngine they were as*- sinning names to falsify tlie estimate, and he waxed as wratliy as a hornet in n glass bottle. “ Your name, sir?” caine from the bnsy pen-pusher. “llarc,” innocently replied the un­ conscious man. This was more than the captain’s al­ ready boiling bipod could stand. He sprung to bis feet wljth a wild army oath, and, shaking his clinched fist in the face of his astonished victims, slionted: “This thing has ' gone about fa: enough. If you try to palm any more of you blasted animals on me I’ll slap tho last one of you in jail.” And the procession*of four departed, “sadder, but wiser men.”—Philadel­ phia Times. ABOUT OLD SOLDIERS. W ilt , jam B. McCnEKiiv, United States consul at Valparaiso, Chili, is a Michi­ gan man who served with creiUt dur­ ing the civil war. He was one of tho few who succeeded in escaping from Libby prison. R ichard K xowt . es , the sailor who lashed Farragnt to tho rigging o£ the Hartford at tlio battle of Mobile bay, says that after ho had taken a turn or two with the ratline tho old admiral gruffly asked him what ho was about, and on being told by Knowles that the captain had directed him to make the admiral fast the latter said; “O, all right," and helped to fasten the line* about himself. . C ol . C harles M itchell , who was adjutant-general on ,Gen, Lee's staff, tolls an interesting little story of .Gen. Wise and the surrender at Appomattox Wise came riding down the road furi­ ously to where Gen. Lee and his staff were grouped. He was splashed with mud from head to heels. There were great splotches of mud dried and caked upon his face. Addressing Gen. Loe he asked, in a theatrical voice; “Js it true, Gen. Loo, that you have surren­ dered?” “Yos, Gen. Wise, it is true." “I wish, then, to ask you one question: What is going to become of my brigade, Gen. Lee, and what is going to beeoma of mo?" Gen. Lee looked at the splashed warrior for a full minute and then said calmly and in a low tono: “Gen. Wise, go and wash your face," Uow alia C i i m to E n te r a I’rof*i»lon f i i n r liefer* Attempt*© by a Woman In This Country. Susan Ifayhurst got her education en­ tirely at Friends’ schools in Wilming­ ton, Del., where her childhood* was passed. When she was sixteen her father failed in business, and she fell back on tbat usual resource of well- educated girls—teaching. She found, as she herself says, that ahe “did not know anything.’’ However, she perse­ vered. A^ter teaching a while in coun­ try schools she came to Philadelphia. For ton years she was principal of tho Friends' school a t Fourth and Green streets. In the course of time she opened, a school of her own, starting with fifty pupils. Finally her health broke down, and she went west to re­ cuperate, and taught there for a year. She came to Philadelphia for surgical treatment, as she was lame, and while there began to cast about for something to do. Dr. Hayliurst has a most active mind, and since she left school,. up to the present time, has always taken up some study every year, Sho began at that time to study medicine. Chem­ istry came in the course of her studies, and it so interested her that she finally decided to attend the lectures a t ' the Philadelphia college of pharmacy. It was then, of course, an unheard-of thing that a woman should attend the lectures, but she had no difficulty either in gaining admission or in securing re­ spectful treatment While at the college. Perhaps this was because her attend­ ance was a personal matter, not a ques­ tion of sex, and the permit she received was an..individual one. She' did not .matriculate then, but some years later was urged by her friends and the pro­ fessors at the college to take the exami­ nations, which she did, anti passed, thus becoming a regular graduate. Iler fellow students, the men, treated her with nothing of the rudeness and disrespect which might have been ex­ pected. Slie was an object of curiosity to them, but it was good-natured curi­ osity. They really seemed proud of her, and when she. graduated they all came to see her and overwhelmed her with congratulations. She never practiced medicine, but ac­ cepted an offer to take charge of the drug-room of., the woman’s hospital, where she has remained ever since as pliarmacist-in-chief. The work was hard the first year, but she speedily grow to like it. As before mentioned. Dr. Ifaylrarst can not bear to do nothing. She says that it always falls to her lot to do the things which ho one else would do. She has her otvn tool chest, and is quite, handy in the use of the various tools.- On occasions she has attended to the business of the drug-room and been the housekeeper' of the woman’s hospital during the absence of the matron. The garden also is her special domain, there being, she says, not a tree or shrub in tlie hospital grounds which she has not planted.—Houskeeper’s Weekly. '. MISS POTTER. A Voonif Woman Who lias Done Modi to AM the Laboring Classes of London. Miss Beatrice Potter, who is the eighth and only unmarried, daughter of Richard Pbtter,-of-Standish, Glouces­ tershire, England, is a young woman whose name is familiar to all persons Interested in what has been termed,the “dismal science.” Miss Potter is also interested in questions of social reform, such as co-operation, the sweating sys­ tem, the housing of the poor, etc. Her father, who was onco a great magnate in the railrpad and financial world, is how an invalid, and her mother is a daughter of A, Haworth, M. P. From the years 1880 to 188©Miss* Potter was engaged in assisting Charles Booth in tho preparation of the first volume of his great work on the “Life and Labor of the People*” to which she contrib­ uted a, graphic chapter on the Jewish community of east London, in addition to articles on the docks and the tailor­ ing trade, In order to obtain absolute­ ly correct information on the latter subject. Miss Potter spent six weeks under a master tailor training as a tail­ or's finisher. She then disguised her­ self as a “tailor’s hand" and boldly sought employment in the East End. The poor, untidy dress and bonnet, rough hair twisted into a knot and ap­ pearance of extreme poverty which she assumed gained her admittance only into the lowest “sweaters'dens," where the work was exceedingly coarse and heavy. Six weeks’ training had not hardened her fingers sufficiently to make twelve or fourteen hours’ contin­ uous sewing on shoddy clothes an easy matter, so her work was sufficiently bad to insure her tolerably frequont dismissals and thus to widen the field of her investigation. Having thus ac­ quired a practical acquaintance with the problems to be dealt with by (he select committee of the house of lords on the sweating system, which com­ menced its inquiry in 1888, Miss Potter was naturally one of the principal wit­ nesses, and several of her recommenda­ tions were embodied in the report of that committee. She is an honored guest at tlie annual congress of co- operators and of trade-unionists and is an intimate friend of most of the lead­ ers of both these movements. Her bright, vivacious manner, charm of conversation and prepossessing appear­ ance arc sufficient to draw toiler many friends. But work is to her the most Important thing, and she now lives a quiet, almost secluded, life.—Chicago Post WITH COURTEOUS RESPECT. Tbat Is tb* W»y Woman Ar* Treat*© Who Hav* Kat*r*d tb* Industrial World. Tim assumption that the women are not treated with courteous respect who have entered the industrial, *commer­ cial or professional world is a mistake. The.time is not coming, but is now here, when women are treated with deferential courtesy for what they have and arc able to accomplish. I know a woman who is so burdened with crush­ ing conditions tbat Atlas with the world, on his shoulders is not more heavily weighted, yet* whose splendid acquirements and matchless ability to accomplish magnificent results com­ mand the courteous consideration of men who hate her with utter bitter­ ness. I can apeak from absolute knowl­ edge on this subject, and it is a fact •that a woman who works with men exactly as they do, who attends to her own affairs and proves herself capable; who is herself courteous, kind and womanly, will, as a rule, be treated with a kind consideration which is as much finer than the empty formality of the “old school of chivalry” as that was superior, to boorish, vulgar lack of any consideration whatever. Such chivalrous courtesy as some men seem to think is the highest and best consid-. eration which can be accorded to wom­ en was given in unstinted measure to Airs. Potter Palmer when she was known simply as one of the most beau­ tiful and accomplished society women in America Since she lias been identi­ fied with the Columbian exposition as president of the board of lady man­ agers and has demonstrated her ability to render important service, not only in arranging for tho most complete show­ ing of women's work ever, exhibited,., but in promoting the interest of the ex­ position in other ways, much more than the empty form of the courtesy she formerly received is accorded her, There is now added to ordinary cour­ tesy the subtle- acknowledging differ­ ence which rare and well trained capa-. biiities wisely and generously directed invariably command. And yet they gravely ask if women have counted the cost of becoming workers outside their homes in the giving up of the fine con­ sideration which the old school of chivalry dictated that men should be- , stow upon them on general principles. -—Chicago Post; EDUCATING OUR DAUGHTERS A Training For Girls That Will Never Fall In Its L’HQfalness. How to educate our daughters is a problem with which we iiave always to battle. To establish an economical fashion is well, only let it be one of pre­ vention in preference to one of cure. To rear a girl in absolute dependence, good , for nothing, selfish in her aims and exacting in her demands, is a sin against the daughter and against so­ ciety. To begin at her birth to.econ-' omize and retrench in every depart­ ment for the accumulation of money, that this monstrous perversion of her life may be accomplished and main­ tained, is grotesque and heathenish. Girls thus trained will'fail of attain­ ing a high Order of womanhood. Their aim will be petty, their ideals low. and. nothing very excellent can be expected of them in wifehood or motherhood! While we. carefully gnard whatever is womanly in our daughters, let them be trained to more of fiber and firmness. Educate them to self-denial. If pecu­ niary circumstances demand it, and not to self-indulgence. Accustom them to ho of service in the household, to re­ gard economy as praiseworthy and even heroic, and to add to all their other accomplishments a practical knowledge of work and the possession of some in­ dustry by which they can support themselves. Such girls when portion­ less, will carry to their husbands dowries in themselves.—Detroit Free Press. _____________ IN WOMAN’S WORLD. I t i» announced that a hospital for female patients will shortly be erected in Bosnia, all the medical officers of which will bo women. M bs . C has . M. M attefeldt , of Catonsvillc, Md., is a prosperous dealer in groceries, flour, feed, dry goods, notions and housekeeping articles. P ortraits of ladies who have earned the distinction of becoming notable personages will be included in the pho­ tograph gallery of the British museum of portraits. T he New South Wales legislative as­ sembly has rejected, by fifty-seven votes against thirty-four votes, the mo­ tion brought forward by Hit Henry Parks, the premier, in favor of woman suffrage. Miss I da H ewitt , daughter of Col. Hewitt, of West Virginia, is the only woman railroad engineer in the United States. Tlie road on which ahe oper­ ates is the Cairo and Kanawha Valley railroad—a narrow gauge line connect­ ing with the Baltimore and Ohio, S weden .boasts but.one woman phy­ sician. who, however, enjoys a large practice in Stockholm. It takes nine years to qualify, which may account for the small advantage taken of the right to practice, granted nearly twen­ ty years ago,—N. Y. Times. , C apt . M art M iller , tho woman who managed' a steamboat on the ,Missis­ sippi for seven years, and then secured a government license as pilot, has ap­ plied for the place of lighthouse keeper on the Gulf coast. She is an intelligent * and rather preposseaing woman. Hot husband is still an active navigntor, and is running a steamboat in the Gulf. 1