The Cedarville Herald, Volume 13, Numbers 1-21

• .....M ET U8 gather the V fflWw? /HZXit, jifc ' sweeteatof flow* t ora— TJio violet, fra- grant andblue, Thefttlroat ujiS ptatlieatlilies. Anti roses of loveliesttwe: Bet us twine theminwreaths umlingarland*, In cross andinanchor and crown: Andonthelow graves,of our comrade* We lay theminreverence down, ThereTime, wiib the tendorest Unger* Has bidden tho soft grasses wave, Anil thewild flowers blossominbeauty ‘ Above every slumberor’sgrave. The robinSings therehis gay carols— AUvoicesof nature are heard, Anddaily theirmusic uprlSoth • Frombreeze undfrOmbe* andfrombird. Shecares not if moss or if marble Ornaughtmerit the placeof tlielr reatr- „ Oneach fall thotears of thoraindrops, ■ ShoItcopetheach safe inher breast. Her daisiesunfold tholr.whltopetals Alikeo'er thehigh and thelow: Idverdure shehides theminsummer, Inwintershe gives themhor snow. We comewithourgarland* lft springtime' Todeck the lowmoundswhere'theyHe, Ycf nature, ourmother, is kinder,, For nevershopasses themby! Wucomewithour bands andour triiislc But once, andperchancewitha tear, 3 But thesongs and the sighing of nature Never cease through thecircling year! ■Ourgarlands wlU fade andwill wither, JlerSblossomanewwith'thOBprlng: Oursongsmust dioout intosilence, • Her anthemsmore joyouslyring! ' With thoseWhoselowmoundswe’re adorning Ina dreamless sleepmust wo share, Andtho tender arms of our mother Enfoldus withllkoloving care. Sound, music! with 3addest of dirges! King, bugles! with softest of notes! Andcomrades, while gently their sighing In sweotest of harmonyfloats— Come forth, withyour handsfull of flower*, With garland, with cross; and with crown,. Andonthe.low gra'ves of our brothers,, OU, lay theminreverencedown! ' —MaryN. Kolrfnson, inGoodHousekeeping. torgot it in twenty years, an’ I don’t iu. Vutd ter begin now. It’s all right, any­ way, for—Whoa! What’? that?" She had left the high prairie and was driving through a narrow ravine, the aidrfl of which reached upward on either hand. A rattling of wheels caught her ear. Nearer and nearer came tho sound and then over the crest of a little knoll in advance came two horses’ heads, and be­ hind; creaking and swaying as the ani­ mal* dashed madly down the declivity, awhite canvas-covered “ prairie schoon­ er,” that familiar ship of the plains -so often freighted heavily with hope or disappointment, Frightened, yet With her wits about her, lloster reined hor horse to one side and gathering her skirts leaped to the ground. A white face showing in­ side the approachingwagon determined her to stop the runaway at any cost, Snatching tho flag by its staff from her buggy, she suddenly waved it with all her strength directly in the path of the horses, now so nearly upon her. •With a bound they leaped backward and 'then aside, bewildered by the strange, sight. Thon a crash! and then an’ then it will dependon howhestandi it. I f lie’s wanderin' whan ha get* con acinus, there's danger. J£ not, there’s hope.” “ I’ll send the parson down dnrin’ the evening,” lie called, as he started out for home, “ an* rnobbo I’ll be here my­ self.”, Hester went quietly to work at bet evening tasks, taking now and then an anxious look toward the bed. 1 ’he old horse wnsTecd and the stable door closed.against the damp spring air. “ I didn't deckerate tli’ graves after all, did I?” exclaimed the owner of the claim, talking-to herself, “ an' tli* flow­ ers Is all in tli’ wagin. I'll take ’em in fer Jam tfer look at—it'll be jest as well.” ■ _ A tender expression came into her face at the words. Loaded with the wild blossoms—-tho wind-flowers, violets and early red roses which she had gathered during the past week—she reentered the cabin and placed the rude bouquets beside the soldier's couch. '■Something in the fragrance of the blossoms, or in the approach of Hester, reached the drowsy senses of the sleep- SUV aVODXSfllt VAYJUD IT WITH AT.t. HER STItEXClTlI. HE’S a pretty good soft of a farmer, eon sidcrin’ she’s a woman,” said Squire Mark- ley, turning to h is compan­ ion, “She took up that claim .three years ago, an* she’s done well.” "Looks kind o’ lonesomo like,” said the storekeeper, ns they left the little daitn-shack, or cabin, behind them. “Needs a man around; that’s what's the ihatter. I reckon she’s been dis- ap'intod some time ernothcr—in war times, l guess, fer—there she goes now., l was jest a-tcllin’ yell how ’tvyas." Leaving tiie rude stable behind the claim-shack was a rickety,, .old-fash­ ioned surrey, drawn by an ancient steed of unkompt appearance. The woman driving waft augulatand unat tractive, but there*woesomething«sbout tiie outfit that- brdttght a suspicion of tenderness to the* storekeeper’s eyes— atattered flag tossing its folds in the prairie breezes as It floatsd behindthfe wagon, lie had followed the old stars andstripes over toormany Helds not to hare liis hear* wanned by tire unex­ pected sight. “She does it reg’lor," went On Mark- ley, “Ev’ry Deckeration day she gits out th' flag an* puttin’ in her wagin goes over ter tli* little prairie cemeVry andeckerates tli* graves. Tber’ ain’ t tnany ter see to yit, yer know,” he added, "fer th* aettlemint ain't very.old *n'only half a dozen her died—Includ­ in' th' boss thief that was took sudden iHthhemp disease, Ter-day'a Decker­ ationday.” Hester Lang drove serenely on, un­ conscious of tho attention she had attracted. There was a Sunday peace* fulness on her face andsheturned often i« her scat to gaze lovingly on the fadedensignbehind her. It was the only hit of gay Color in all the Wide Kansas landscape, The uniform green of the plsifl Stretched away to the unbroken curve of the horizon without another gleam to relieve its uniformity. The meadowlarks, balancing them­ selves on long weed stalks forgotten by thewinds of winter, saw it, ahd with gleeful trills soared away. A big-cycd tshbit beside the path .gazed at it in Wonder, and then, as therbanner gave a Sudden, quick toss, scampered for a grassclurap, "Folks probably think I'm foolish Of <***.T," mused Hester, talking to the *wne, for want of better company. _ I don’t care. Ther* ain't nobody heree* will takeholdan’ remember tli* w** thet fell, an* so I’M do It, t ain't' the heavy wagon was lying on its side among the dead sunflower stalks and tumble weeds, while the furious horsfcs, broken loose from their fastenings, had left the ravine and were tearing away across the level prairie. “ What have I done?" moaned Hester, her nervous strength vanishing as she saw the chaos at her feet. A groan from the heap of wheels, boards and canvas at the foot of the little bluff arousedThCr, , 'Going to the heap of debris she tore away the cloth from the top of the wagon: A man's form lay beneath it, pinned down by a heavy cross-board which had been a part -of the wagon box. A brass button on~liis coat told that he washot a stranger to the flag she liad waved, and with stouter heart she set to work to drag him from his position. At last she succeeded and had laid the now fainting form on a patch of grass dimpled with violets that lurked in the recesses of the ravine, Sho turned the form over and wiped tho dirt and blood from the clean-shavenface. With n cry she started back and sank for a moment helpless beside her charge. Then with an effort shopulled her strength together andwent on with her task. Reverently she wrapped the stars and stripes around the stranger, and some­ how managed to lift him into the old surrey. Then with one nrra steadying the unconscious man "she turned thii horse homeward. £• Stretched 9 out <in ,tlie scrupulously clean bed In the plain yet comfortable cabin lie was not bad looking. A frank, boyish expression Was on the still face, and yet gray hairs told of n man’s years, Sickness had evidently matte ravages in the face’s fullness «knd the thin hands were almost ghastly in their tenuousness. - Having seen that the stranger was lying quietly, Hester closed the door behind her and taking her buggy set off at the old horse's best pace across the prairie after the individual who combined the professions of agriculture and medicine for a livelihood. “ Is that you, Miss Hester?” asked the jolty doctor as she rode upto his cabin after a three miles' journey. "Not sick, I hope," he added before she could answer, "No, bub—’* then she stopped, the delicacy of tho situation dawned upon her sensitive mind and the faintest sus­ picion of a blnsli freshened the wind- tanned cheek. "You sen it was this way,” she' began, resolutely. " I took a man from a runaway an* life's over to th* house, unconscious. Youmustcome an’ fix him.” In a moment the two were jogging along over the plain. As they ap­ proached the "sliaek” Hester grew vis­ ibly nervous, but her companion made no comment, and US they found the stranger still oblivious to tho world and itshappenings, they -soonhadothermat­ ters to think of, "DOyou think he will—that it is seri­ ous?” anxiously asked the woman, look­ ing into the physician’s faec. " "No, I guessnot,thoughhehadnmighty close share,” was the reply, “ He’s like­ ly to come ter his senses any time now, cr, and as she leaned over the bed hi* eyes suddenly opened and their blue depths loolfed steadfastly into the brown ones of the hostess. “ Hester!" The words sprang instinct­ ively from the pale lips. “Jim!” she replied, with a dry, hard sob that seemed to come from her in­ most heart, . ‘‘I've looked for you so long,” whis­ pered tho man, “ 1 thought I'd never find you,” i “ And I thought you’d pever come." “ You knowme when I did njeet you?” "Yes, .Tim. I’d know-you always. Hut me! I’m so changed. How could you know me?” “ Yes, you’re changed and so am I, but those eyes could belong to no one else.” . c ' Then flowed on the stream of talk as she sat beside him with one of his white hands clasped in both her wrinkled brown ones. Ho told of confinement In southern prison*; of long delays before lie could work Ins way home; of finding her gouc to the west: o f u search that tvas unsuccessful and a heart-sieknesH that resulted in a start for home; of the runaway while on route. She told ol troubles in her family; of being thrown on the world alone; of piorirning him as lost; and her life bn the plains.' It had grown quite dark, but they took no hoed of time. .Suddenly footsteps were heard out­ side and a hearty knockShook the cabin door. "It's the minister,? whispered Hester nervously, 1 '“ lie's eome to see you, We won’t need him now—shall 1 tell him ter go home*” ' Jim clung to her wrist. “ Yes. tve do need him,” he pleaded, "you know what for. Have him stay and we’ll settle it for sure.” She hesitated a moment and then ‘throwing open the door invited the minister and Ills companion, the doctor, to enter. “ It didn’t take more’n ten minutes fer th’ preacher ter catch onto th’ fine pints in tli’ case an* splice th* two wan­ derers as tight ez tli’ law could hold ’em,” said the doctor the next day at the settlement store. “ Th* feller's git* tin* along clc-gnnt an* they’re ez happy cz kittens. She didn't do her nsttal tiling by tli' dead soldiers, but she made a live one inighty comfortable an' that’ll do fer one Memorial day.”—C. M, Harger, in Detroit Free. Press. -V-’- :rtirivrVrn--" -r^—■ —James A. Spurgeon, who is to carry on the ministerial duties of the London tabernacle, is a younger brother of the late famous preacher and has for some time lieen assistant pastor of the great church. He also has a church at Croy- deii, but for many years past most of his time has boen devoted to superin­ tending the agencies at woik in connec­ tion with the taherracle. —Dr. Jalap—"Yes, I am going to re­ tire. I've got enough and am willing to give somebody else a ebaitce." Fogg *—“ I see. Your motto henceforth will 1 h >: ‘Live and Let Live.* "—Boston Transcript._______ ^ ______ —A fish diet is said to be good for tho brain. Probably this is beenus*. th* fish go so often in schools, -Puck. TEMPERANCE NOTES. A CRAZED MOTHER. A Woman Who l?ncou*ciou*ly Advocate* Temperance. A New York piiysicjan related tho following fact, which lias not before appeared in print: A few weeks ago he was called to the help of a mau who had been mortally wounded in one of the low dance halls or “ dives" of that city. When lie had attended to his patient, the doctor looked curiously about him. Tho wounded man lay before the bar, against which lounged some ragged old j-wts. In the next room a few young men, flushedand bright-eyed,wore play­ ing cards, while the gaudily dressed barmaids carried about the liquor. But neither the gamblers nor'*tho women nor the drunkards paid any at­ tention to the dying man on the floor. They squabbled and laughed, deaf to his groans. The proprietor of tho dive, a burly fellow Who had been .a prize­ fighter iu his younger days, having seen the police secure the murderer, had gone back quietly to his work of mix­ ing drinks. Death apparently had no interest, or terror for these people. Suddenly a little old woman, with white hair, a thin shawl drawn about her, came to the street door. Her ap­ pearance produced a startling effect. The. besotted old men at the bar put down tlieir glasses and looked at her uneasily; the card players hastily shut the door to keep out the sight of her, and The barmaids, huddled together in silence; but the change,iu the brutal landlord was the most striking. He rose hastily and came up to her, an ex­ pression of something like terror on his face,- “ Is Jamfes here?" she asked, gently. “ No, no, lie is not Imre: 1 do not know where he is!" lie said, hurriedly. She looked.nbont bewildered'. “ I was sure lie was here. If he comes, will you tell him his mother wants him, sir?" “ Yes, 3 ‘es.” The man urged her put of the door. The physician soon fol­ lowed, and. saw her going into another and another dive; and grogshop along the street. “ Who is she?” lie asked a policeman outside. ■“ is she in no danger?” The man shook his headsignificantly^ “ They’ll not liann her, ’sir. They've done their worst to her. She is the widowiof a clergyman, and she had one son, a boy of sixteen' years. They lived happy and comfortable enough till he took to going to poolrooms, and then to the variety theaters, and at last to these dives here. . “ He was killed in one of them in a' fight three months ago- in that very one you was in just now, and was carried home to her,' bloated from drink and covered with blood, qnd dead. . “ She’s known nothing since,, She only remembers that be came to these houses, and she goes about among them searching for him every day, , “ They're afraid to see her. They think she brings a curse on them. 'But they won’t harm her. They’ve done their worst to her." • This is a true story. How many sons of loving mothers are going down like this boy into these dark places to*day? —Youth’s Companion. CAUSED BY DRINK, A Tramp Compare* Ills Condition With That o f HI* Brother. ."Wot's the matter with yer, Jim; yer seem owly?"—“ Well, pw l! I've been tliinkin'l”—“ Thinkln' don't seem ter agree with yer!"—“ Naw! it don’t-J-it’s like this, d’ye see. I urn a tramp. Now, my brother Bill is Jest what I'm not!"— “ How’s that?" you ask. “ Well, my brother Bill's tho president of a bank; lie’s got os pretty and handsome nhorafe as yer’d like to sec; there'smusicin that home, thefe's flowers there, and there's a pretty wife an' some bloomin', happy, curly-headed children; there’s a Car­ riage and servants, and people call him 'Mister.' He's t'wico been selected mayor, and everything’s cumin* his way all the time, and then look at me—dif­ ferent, ain’t It?” “ How’d he strike it ricli like that?” you want to know. “ I can’t think of any other name for it, but ‘good sense.’ We were boys together, and while I was foolih’ around, havin' ugood time, Bill, he seemed to sorter look ahead. He didn’t drink or smoke; I did. He didn't care for style, and \ybatifceost r*iO to pnt It on, that same money lie saved.’ He was fond of reading, and I'd rather play cards and have fun with the rest of the boys. When I was Ioaflp' on the street corners and in beer saloons, Bill was putting in his time at a biz’ncss college. 1 blew in my money on cards, Bill saved his, an* I remember how I used ter guy Bill an* call him goody-goody an* tell him he was a foolin' of his life away without havin’ any fun. While I—well, I, neat a-havin* fun—but say! I was a colorin' my nose; I was getting to play a good game of cards. I was cultivatin' a fine stock of bad habits—among 'em was love for budge; ter make it short, pard, I Was a givin* myself a fine education for this here business, an* ain't I suc­ ceeded pretty well?"—“ I should say!—” "Well! now look at Bill. Who's havin’ tho good times noXtf He doesn't hare dogs set on him; life ain't pulled in every once in awhile for bein' a tramp; he doesn't have ter move on when his feet's sore, an* he don't go hungiy, an* have ter saw a big pile of wood to get a meal, an' Sleep under haystacks; an* mor’n all, he hasn’t got the awful, awful thirst I've got, and doesn't live in hell, as I do because i can’t get liquor. He's got manliood; Wot bare X got? He’s got character; who have I got? He’s got po end of friends; whose mine? Not or,r, since I broke my dear old mother’s heart, which laid her in her grave, Aiu't that a record? Why shouldn't I do some thinkin’?” This poor fellow shows he has a mind to think; hut the trouble with him, as with too many young people everywhere, is, ho didn’t begin to think soon enough,-* Orange Judd Farmer. SELF-DEGRADATION. Nothing Ho Low ami Depraved us tb * 1 Drunkard. What is a drunkard? t have gone through the whole creation that lives, and I find nothing in it like tha drunk­ ard. Thu drunkard is nothing but a drunkard. There is no other thing in nature to which he can he lilcftUed. The drunkard is a self-made wretch, who has depraved and has gratified the de­ praved cravings o f the throat and body, until ho has sunk his soul so far that it is lost in his flesh, and suule his very flesh lower down beyond comparison than that pf the animals which servo him. ,He is a self-degraded creature, whoso degradation is made manifest to every-' one but himself: a self-made miserable being wlio, while lie is insensible to his' own misery, afflicts everyone around him or belonging to him with misery. The drunkard is let loose upon man­ kind like some foul, ill-boding and 7 noxious animal, to pester, torment and .disgust everything that feels, while the curse of God hangs over his place and the-gates of Heaven are closed against him! Drunkenness is never to be found alone; never unaccompanied by some, horrid crime, if not by a wicked crowd! of them. Goto the house of a drunkard, con­ sider liis family, look on liis- affairs, listen to the sounds that proceed from the liouso of drunkenness and- the .house of infamy as you .pass. Survey the insecurity of the public way* and; of the night streets. Go to thehospital, to the house of charity and the bed of wretchedness.: Enter the- courts of justice, the prison-and the condemned cell. Look at the haggard features of the ironed criminal. Ask all.these why they exist to distress you, and you will everywhere be answered by tales and recitals of drunkenness. vAnd the mis­ eries and the vices gild the sorrow and the scenes of sufferings that have liar- rowed up your soul, were almost with­ out exception either prepared by drink­ ing, or were undergone for procuring the means of satisfying this vice and the vices which sprung from it,—Arch­ bishop Ullatborne. . NOTES BY THE WAY. A ustralia is said to be the best cus­ tomer England has for beer. * Sm Jonx G oimt states that there are nineteen breweries in India, brewing. 4,800,283gallons. W here twelve men formerly made beer in Walruff brewery, Lawrence, Kan., one hundred persons are now busy making shoes. S ome of the most influential students of the University of Pennsylvania have - organized “ The Temperance League of the Holy Cross,” the object of which is to do away with the use of wine at class suppers. , AN inventory of thocargoes of vessels bound for South and West Africa, stop­ ping at Maderia, for one week, con­ tained the following items; 900,000cases of gin, 24,000 butts of rum, 80,000cases of brandy, 23,000cases of Irish.whisky. 200,000 demijohns of Old Tom, 40,000' cases of vermuth, the total value o f which was 33,300,000. M any people see no progress in the great temperance reform, and are well out of heart and hope of the ultimate triumph of -their cause. Tho faith should strengthen with even a limited observation. Recently the Brother^ hood of •Railway T. tinmen met in Galesburg, 111., and from their banquet they excluded wine. That was a prac­ tical plea for temperance. T here is a queer legend, revived in a recent book on vines, that tho devil was once entrapped on earth and held in durance for some centuries. Then returning to his own kingdom he found it empty. Longing for subjects he went to Nordhausen, invented brandy, put up a distillery there, and from that time to this sheol has never been lonely. It is supposablc that brandy is the Dutch “ brand-wljn” or the German's "brannt- wcln" or burnt or distilled wine. T he Independent gives some facts re­ garding the more recent testimony of science as to alcohol, and “ the whole direction of evidence,” says the writer, "both of recent chemistry and recent physiology, is to deny any place to alco­ hol among the food products. As never before, modern chemical investigation, . with its greater perfection of methods, fails to find it either among construct­ ive, reparative or energy-producing foods." The facts adduced in support of this assertion are simply unanswer­ able - Twb L ewiston (Me.) liquor con­ stables raided a drug store which was provided with a surprisingoutfit of trap doors, pitfalls, vaults andstrongrooms. By climbing to tlie top of a partition and dropping twenty-two feet Into a cellar-like abyss one of the constables reacHbd a stairway which ledto a secret chamber, built of brlek and having a brick door framed with Iron. A strong room was provided with ab oaken door six inches thick. A big haul of liquors was made, and after settling his ease the druggist will not only have to get a new stock but also devise newmeansof Secreting his goods. is