The Cedarville Herald, Volume 13, Numbers 1-21
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(NA T ION A L , WEBSTER'S rrERNATIONAL i DICTIONARY ?uv Rigs you Government he best; the tiers in the U. SIMMONS Hall, Boston, s in Military Write for a LAGS. IUUST Is risen! ’’ far und near, -■ Skies in bluest tints ■uppear. Whut this wonder Timid flowers step forth and sco. 1 Waite, oh I blossoms, one and all: ’ Birds, tiegin your welcoming call; • Each your sweetest tribute bring Atthe rising of the King. Mosses, haste! a carpet spread, Sofiest green where He shall tread, Lilies white, before His feet o Pouf your cups of incense sweot. Crocus, let your torches glow Whore His gracious steps shall go; King, oh! harebells, gayly ring At the advent of the King. At His coming, trembling stand, Aspen trees on either hand, • Cowslips wake from dewy sleep, Mosses o’er their shoulders peep,. Wondering-eyed the violets peer,; Well they linow H is step Is near, Sing, oh! robins, gayly sing At the coming of the King. Lo! Ho comes. In hush and tree Birds are wild with song and gleo, In mad haste the babbling rill Tumbles down the rooky hill. . Look, Ohl look. He comes and now Bending low the grasses bow, Maple's w)de your banners fling At the glory of the King. He is here. So le t us lay Something at His feet to-day, , That above earth's treasures free He will prize. W hat shall It. be? \ > Hearts, made holy for His sake,. Let us each before Him take, While all lands exultant ring With the praise of Christ, our King. -Harriet Mabel Spalding, In Chicago Herald. O B K O W P U L - LY Glory Mur phy lay- upon h e r little cot- hed staring- ou t of th e windojV. Not that there w as anything- p le a san t or interesting to look at, fo r she lived ini a narrow alley and could see on ly the rays b e a t down upon th e tin roof o v e r head and th e a ir w as close nnd.snltry, y e t it would no t do to stop work, for she m u st e a rn enough to buy food fo r h e rse lf and. Glory and to pity the re n t of th e tin y ‘room where th ey lived. The m other had toiled for h e r eh il- d ren us long as she was able, hu t a t la s t alio hod fallen sick, and it was only a week ago th a t some men had come w ith th e rough box which was to serve as h e r coffin and had carried h e r away. P ay a fte r day Glory lay on her little bed and grieved and refused to be com. forted. Miss (lay, a young lady who viBitcd the sick people in the neighbor hood. bring ing them- jellies and all kinds of nourishing food, often came to see .Glory, and mpny were the or anges and gay picture-books which she b ro u g h t to b righ ten th e child’s weary life- Glory liked n o th ing so w ell as a visit from Miss Gay. She loved to touch th e p re tty soft dress and to b re a th e in whiffs of the delicate per fume w ith which th e lady’s handker chief was scented. A fter G lo ry ’s m other died Miss Gay often talked-to th e child and tried to com fort h e r by te llin g h e r o f th e happy place to which h e r m other -had gone a n d . how she was no longer tired, nor hungry, n o r sick. B u t glory could no t believe this. She knew th a t h e r m other h ad been carried aw ay and buried, and she was sure she would never see h e r again. “ They took .her off and pu t her in. th e ground and heaped it a ll on top of h e r and I know she is no t happy,” said Glory. <’■ Miss Gay then told h e r abou t th a t first E a ste r Sunday so long ago and of Iiim who. came o u t of th e da rk grave, h u t Glory would n o t be comforted. As Maggie sa t stitching- on tlie .m a chine and h e r sister lay gazing out of th e window, they heard footsteps ascending- th e narrow , rickety stairs,' and to G lory's g re a t deligh t Miss Gay appeared in the doorway. In her hand she held a b eau tifu l dark-red rose, which She .gave to Glory as she sa t down by h e r bedside. This rose, w ith its rich, velvety^petals and its delicious fragrance, was a! wonder ful th ing to the sick ch ild ,.bu t it did n o t mean to her w h a t it means to you.. ' Perhaps ..you w ill n o t believe it, bu t th is was actual ly th e first tlower she had ever seen, and though it seemed very beautiful she did no t dream th a t it was a living th in g—th a t •it had grown from a tiny green bud into this lovely flower. A fter ta lk in g awhile Miss Gay pro ceeded to unfold some plans she had been m aking, and before she was h a lf th rough Glory’s eyes were shining w ith excitem ent. Miss Gay-had consulted ;i doctor abou t the child and he thought th e re m igh t be a possibility of curing h e r if she could be in some place where she could bo carefu lly tak en care of, and .Missi G ay proposed th a t she go to a ho sp ital situated no t fa r from the alley w here she now lived nnd . lo t this doc to r try to euro her. I t would take many m onths and th en he would not, perhaps, he successful. But, a fte r ta lk ing it over, Maggie agreed w ith Miss G ay th a t i t wduld bo w orth trying; and as th e lady promised to bear all the expense and Glory agreed tp lie still a “ I AS! GOING TO Bl'BV THIS IN THE GROUND. bare brick walls of the- house across tbe way, with the exception of a b it of blue sky which was how and then vis ible, as the clothes on Mrs. M aguire’s policy lines were tossed up and down by tbe wjnd. , Ibil tbe breeze had no.w almost- en- tirely died down, and Mr. M aguire's Sunday sh irt hung lim p and motionless hi the glare of the August afternoon, od unconscious of the, fa c t th a t i t was shutting out completely the sm all square of sky which th e lame child in the dark little room loved to gaze -upon. Glory s bed was a hard one—so h a rd sud lumpy and soiled th a t you would not care, tp lie upon it for an hour even, and y e t this poor child had lain there ever since Bhe was tw o y e a rs old, and she was now th irteen. Eight- year-old Maggie used to ho le ft in t-na.fgo of the house while h e r m other vvent out for a day’s washing o r clean- toft and one day little, over-burdened -Maggie had le t the baby-sister fa ll and the had never taken a step since. Maggie was grown up now and was Hitching busily upon the machine, for *;:o did tailoring) and, though th e sun’s whole y e a r if she could Only w alk around a t th e end of th a t time, it w as decided th a t in th e m orning she should go to the hospital. She cried a little n e x t day a t p a rtin g from Maggie, bu t h e r sister was to come to see h e r every Saturday, so she choked back th e te a rs and drove off w ith a sm iling face, waving her hand to Mrs. Maguire and h e r six children, who were ciowded a t th e window to see h e r off. When they arrived a t the hospital Glory fo rgo t nil lonesomeness in the wonder w ith which she gazed a t the two long row s of tin y white beds stre tch in g down the whole leng th of th e room. To h e r eyes, unaccustomed to an y th ing b u t the dingy room nnd ,its b a tte red fu rn itu re, everything looked very grand; and when, a fte r having a w arm b a th and a cup of de licious bro th , she was laid in one of th e beds, w ith its fresh, clean sheets and snowy counterpaue, i t seemed as if she w ere in an o th e r world from the one hi which she had,been living. As th e weeks w en t on th e careful nu rsing and the stren g th en in g food did w onders fo r Glory, h u t it was often very h a rd for h e r to lie there p a tie n tly day a fte r day w ith the poor lame leg held down by heavy weights. Once in aw hile th e doctor would remove, the bandages, and would ap p e a r satisfied w ith the resu lt of his exam ination. One day in December Miss Gay came in w ith two sm all parcels in lic r hand and sat down by Glory’s side. She un did, the la rg e r bundle and disclosed1to th e child’s wondering eyes a flower pot, filled w ith moist eiiTth, film had never scon a flower, po t nor a grow ing plant, fo r all -her life hud been spent, on a bed in an attic, and though she had heard people speak of trees aud gt'een gruss, she had no idea th a t they were living, g row ing things. Miss Gay n ex t opened th e o th e r parcel and showed Glory a round .whitish-brown0 object, asked h e r if she could tell w hat it was. “ I t looks som ething like an onion, only d ifferent,” ventured the little invalid bu t Miss Gay shook her head. “No, it is- som ething nicer than an onion; and now I w ill shpw you a won d e r,” and she seooped a little hole in Hie earth.w hich filled the flower .pot. “ I am going to bury this in the ground, and cover it nil up and leave i t " “ .Fust as they left poor m other,” put in Glory plaintively. “ Yes, ju st as they did your mother, and when you see w)mt a wonderful th ing comes to this dead looking root, perhaps you will find it easier to believe w h a t a beautiful change has come for your mother. ” 1 So the lady covered the bulb and Glory helped to p a t down- the earth w ith her th in little hand; and then the pot was placed on the window ledge close by the bed. Miss Gay would not tell Glory w h a t she was to. expect, but bidding licr look1a t the flower pot every m orning and some day h e r pa tience would be rewarded, she le ft her. The moment the child waked the next m orning she looked eagerly tow ard the. window, but the e a rth in the pot looked ju st as it had the n igh t before, and as. day a fte r day w ent by and as Glory could see ho change she began to lose hope. But one sunny morning as she glanced towards the flower po^ she gave a little cry of delight, for th ere was a curious green thing push ing up-through th e earth. I t fe lt hard and smooth when she touched it with licjr fingers, and she wondered how it came, there. The n ex t morning- it was longer and greener, and the next day, to the little w atcher’s g re a t delight, it began to unfold some beautiful greep leaves. Those of you who have always seen p lan ts grow ing all about you cannot imagine w hat a marvelous th in g this lily was to Glory as it shot up its long stem and added le a f a fte r loaf, until it grew so ta ll th a t the nurse had-to set it upon the floor. T h e ’ child talked to it and loved it as other children love and play w ith th e ir kitten s and dolls, and it helped her through many weary hours when h e r ' poor little body was in ll'o f allies and pains. .When the warm , b righ t days of March came th e lily seethed to rejoice in th e sunshine which came stream ing in a t the window, and one day it un folded its leaves and showed Glory w hat she called a n e st of little green eggs. These grew la rg e r and whiter each day until one morning, when Miss Gay came, Glory told her the largest one pointed a t h e r like a long white finger. . “To-morrow w ill be E aster Sunday, dear, nnd 1 hope it will be a happy otto for you, The doctor is going to let you try to walk a little to-morrow. ” Then liow Glory’s brown eyes spark led and how long it seemed to w a it for the n ex t day, I n the morning, as she lay half asleep, listening to the E iister chimes, she bceaum conscious th a t the air was filled with a delicious perfume, Could Miss Gay have come so early, she wondered, as shy quickly opened her eyes, but no,there was only the nurse down a t th e fu rth e r end of the room. Then Glory looked over to the window, and there was a beautiful white flower bending toward her and sending ou t its fragrance. “ I’m no t sad about mother any more," she said, a fte r a few moments, looking up a t Miss Gay, who had ju s t come in w ith the doctor, “This lovely thing came out of its d a rk grave, .and now I believe what you said about tlie first E asier,” and Glory reached up and kissed th e lily's soft petals. J u s t then th e nurse came w ith a howl of ho t broth, a fte r which the doc to r said th a t now they would try what could be accomplished in the way of walking. .She- trem bled w ith excite m ent when the doctor lifted h e r and gently stood h e r upon the floor and it was a proud and happy moment when she staggered to a chair th a t stood near. Very stum bling and uncertain steps they were, b u t i t was walking, and th e first w alking th a t Glory ever remembered having done. When she. again lay in h e r bed witli the lily bending over her and when she heard the doctor saying th a t in a month she should walk home to Maggie, she felt th a t h e r E aster was indeed a joyful one.—N. Y. World. TEMPERANCE NOTES. WINE OR WIFE. A tidy lit tle home for Uutay and mu, With just enough room for one, two, three?, Ur a tumble-down hut with a broken gate, And u sad-eyed woman toiling early and Into: Which shall i t bo .For mine and mu? A five-cent glass of beer for me, Or a flvu-cent loaf for all of us three? Beer or baby—wide or wife, • Which do I hold more precious thun lifo? • Which shall it be For mine and mo? Potatoes and salt with a Crust of bread For the best little woman tho Lord ever made, While the rumseUcr's wife feeds on turkey and wine, Bought with my money—If I so incline, This shall it be For mine and inet Tatters and mgs for my little one, My fair, comely buby, my own darling son; While the rumsuller's children go wurm and well clad, :■ On my earnings, wrested from my bonny lad; This shall It bo For mine und mo! . Well, tnnn, do you think me a wbolu-eved fool, Blindly to serv'e as tho rumsellcr's tool? Ah! How cun I hesitate which to choose, | When it's all to gain—or all to lose; ' FOr mine and me, . For thine and me? —N. Y. Witness. FASHIONABLE TEMPERANCE. —In occasional remote ru ra l prov inces of France, the. parish p riest may Still be fonnd, on Easter, visiting and blessing eacli house, and receiving in re tu rn his trib u te of E aster eggs. In the royal palace of France, in days of yore, baskets w reathed w ith green leaves, piled high w ith gilded eggs, a fte r the celebration of high mass in the chapel on E aster morning, were brought into the cabinet of the king, and distributed to the ccui'b by the chaplain, D rink at Dinners Is Becom ing Unpop ular. T h a t the fashion in wines and wine drinking a t tab le is surely cliunging, I th ink no one a t all addicted to dining, e ith er in the capacity of guest or host, a t large dinners will deny. The causes for th is change are numerous, perhaps the most potent of them being the dread of invalidism which a tta ck s men even more generally, and w ith more remedial effect, than women. P e rfect physical condition is an ideal mlicit striven for, and operand perhaps the principal w a y of a ttainm en t thereto is by temperance in the use-and selection of wines. Men appreciate th a t fact in this generation as never before, and are .helped, tovyard it in many w ays—by fashion, by the, sp irit of the age •which frowns upon self-indulgence, and by athletic tra in ing. Between th e ages of sixteen and twenty-one the average gentleman’s son is a t college, and a t work usually in some departm ent of college athletics. II is training there forbids an excessive use of /either wine or tobacco, and so. during' these years a hab it of ab stemiousness is inculcated, and almost never cfntgrown.. Older men learn the advisability of such h ab its, perhaps a fte r over-indulgence, and in sight' of threatened disease, both of which act as decided curbs to a careless intemper ance. ' 1 A change in the fashion o f serving wines lias come about, and a g re a te r temperance iii their use bus arisen w ith it, although the custom itself is as firm ly intrenched as ever. A m ixture of claret and w ater, and champagne are tin* two beverages most, usually served to guests now. How muny of us can remember of how recent a date is this change, und appreciate it accordingly. Light wines are tliv order of the day, the heavy ports and Madeiras of our grandfathers being relegated into ob scurity. . v Tho amount of wine consumed a t dinners, too. is much decreased. Most men, know ing theircapabilitics. seldom exceed them, and bu t rarely d rink to rt‘ach them. A's to women, they are always light drinkers. Men study the effect of wine drinking on th e ir digestion n ex t .morn ing, and are as a consequence the bet te r in health, mind and happiness. B et ter, toe, than those, of th e ir ancestors, who. to prove their manhood, Would (frink until nature advanced its own re fusal. Happily all this lias changed, and mothers ■ can, in this age, watch the .' grow th and development of thqir sons i w ith serene consciousness th a t the com* i mon temptation to excess in drink is | nullified in a g reat measure by the fashion of temperance and the hygienic I tendencies of modern society.—F lora j I’ayne Whitney, in Ladies' Home | Journal. j BARROOM FASCINATION. j Men VVIio Would But h e r D rink In a Sa loon Tliuu a t T lielr Own Sideboards. j Man’s development goes on and takes I many peculiar forms. _ A doctor wa3 saying the o th e r day th a t bars have a peculiar fascination fo r men who are no t by nature horn to inebriety Unit is most deplorable. One case was. cited of a man who was free to d rink as lie chose, ivlio had no family, and who lived alone in handsome apartm ents. III his own room he had every kind of choice liquor. Yet, except when the friends came to see him, lie never brought out his liquor, bu t bought all he d rank in public bars. If he were about to en te r his home and desired a little whisky lie would tu rn about and go'us many blocks as was necessary to find a barroom. Then it go t so lie would go out in the storm iest of nights, and on more than one occasion lie rose from ids bed, dressed iumself and w ent out into a freezing cold when he blight have helped himself a t his own side board, I t is a distinct development of a certain moral character th a t is hot uninteresting. Questioning a man pos sessed of the habit, I received an ex planation th a t is suggestive, if not sa t isfactory. “ I have m e t many hard drinkers,” said he, “ who p refer to sh u t themselves up alone in a room and em pty bottles sw iftly w ithout anything to distract their attention from the exercise. The nervous imbmer, however, who is m i a drunkard, b u t a very common product of these hard-riding days, feels de pressed when he helps himself to a drink in his own house. With such a •man whisky and silence are not com patible. The 'act of en tering a hand some barroom, of giving his order, of receiving a strange, bottle and of pour ing ou t the' liquor while* there is life and movement all about him, - brings him up and gives him a trifle of enthu siasm. Tlieii he really loves to pay for his drink. I t does no t seem precious if lie gets it, as it’ were, free a t home, Then there is tlie pleasure of catching up a kernel of parched corn from tho end of th e bar, or an olive from th o . lunch table. There .is the rush of faces, the bustle of a g ilo ' servants in th e ir wliitc coats, tho g litte r and click of glassware and tlie pungent flavor of lemon in the air."—P ittsburgh Post. RUM THE MISSIONARY. It la by That Nam e That, the .Africans Designate Strong Drink. As stated by tlie bishop of London, it is a positive fa c t th a t .in otic place in Africa tiie Christians are building a - mosque ra th e r than a church, because the Mohammedans do not' b ring - drinlc w ith them ; whereas an increased num ber of Christians would mean an in> crease in tho importation of drink. One 'o f the Mohammedan African- chiefs, in praying for the suppression of the liquor traffic created by us in his country, says: ' “The natives them selves do no t w an t it, it is forbidden by th e ir laws, 'b u t they are forced to break those law s by you English. You aro. deteriorating our people and destroying whole races of them .” He pathetically implores “ tlie English queen to stop sending her-,rum and- h e r giu to h is people." • The very air of Africa recks w ith rum and gin imported by us; every h u t is redolent of its fumes. Gin bottles and boxes meet the eye a t every step, and in some places the wealth and im portance, of the various villages are measured by tlie size of the pyram ids of empty gin bottles which they erect and worship. Over<large areas d rink is a l most the sole currency, and. in many parts tlie ye a r's wages of the negro-fac tory w orker are paid altogether in spirits. A steam er which recently returned fromW est Africa brought home w ith her a cargo of rubber, palm oil, ivory, gold and other rich products she had obtained in exchange for a compound- called ruin and gin,-bartered a t the rato of “ rum nine pence per gallon and gin ' two shillings and six pence per dozen p in t bottles.” This so-called nun nnd gin is known to the natives as "tho m issionary.” The introduction of this m issionary in to p'eacef.ul villages tran s forms them into a hades peopled by brutalized huihun beings, whose pun ishm ent is to be possessed by a^never- ending th irs t for more missionary. The chastity, of women becomes .a vir tue of tho past. They follow one about w ith scarcely a rag on their" besotted persons, crying for more gin. The w retched natives, hnving disposed of th e ir cattle for drink, take to 'th ie ’ving for it, and, being caught, are sometimes flogged to death by our government of ficials.—-Fortnightly Review. 1 NOTES BY THE- WAY. , T he lord chief justice, a t th e Birming ham assizes la st year, said: “ If England could be made sober three-fourths of uer jails could be closed." Dn. R obert J ackson , who was a t one time ' a t tho bead of the medical staff in tho West Indies, expresses his conviction th a t an English soldier, aided by temperance, may be rendered capable of going through the severest m ilitary du ty in th e h o tte st islands of the West Indies. O ne hundred and forty inmates of tho workhouse in tbe District of Columbia bave urgently petitioned tlie commis sioners against the issuance, of any more liquor licenses. The poor fellows know what they are talking about, for saloons have doubtless been a deep curse to all of them. I t lias been demonstrated in Ka.nsas th a t the liquor traffic wilt no t be able to stand against porsistert. bold and in telligen t opposition. I t can make no defense for itself. The la st shred of argum ent in its behalf is the fallacious one of the dollar.' Experience has shown th a t the community th a t w ill suppress the traffic gains financially, and th a t liquor revenue pays one dollar, and robs the people who cun least af ford it of ten. T he League Jou rnal, in a well w rit-• ten article on “ Savings B anks and Temperance,” indicates tlie “ silver lining” to the “ sable cloud” of drunk enness, I t hails th e increased number of depositors, especially among youth and children, in the savings bank s of the united kingdom as a b rig h t and cheering sign fo r temperance reformers; and it claims th a t the temperance agi tation has w rought a g re a t change in the hab its of the more intelligent work ingmen, direetly and indirectly. A n in e t e e n y ear old New Jersey.boy died not long age from excessive use of cigarettes. He began to smoke them when eigh t years of age, and th e h ab it so grew upon him th a t he could no t shake it off. A few weeks ngo he he* - came so side th a t lie had to cease work, and grow w eaker every hour.. From liia form er healthy,robust form lie dwin dled to a skeleton. As lie died he tu rned to those beside him and said; “Tell tho boys th a t cigarettes killed me; lo t them profit by my sad experi ence." A moment la te r he was dead.
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