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X fj t 4. ,. - A DREAM OF L1KK. Br Rer. Wallace Hutting, D. O. Herein is my Father glorified, that ye hear much fruit. Joliu Ji'., S. It fell on a day that i came into one f the Kivat m.xJ.Ta es!iitim, where everything is for salt'. Becoming weary f walking and gazing 1 sat do.. t retired corner, ami fell into a reverie, t last into a dream. And I saw in my dream an exposition larger than that at Buffalo or Chicago or Paris. Methougut it was owned by one Persou, and conduct ed by his Sou. As I was near the exit, I sat watching the people 1 bad known when awake as they went out. And tbe gates of en trance uud exit were exceeding narrow. 1 bade a geutleman good day. lie cast on we a great, kiudly eye, and spoke a good word. He did not perhaps know thut 1 scrutinised what he carried. But there in hi open aatchel were bundles of let ten) containing thanks for tbe kindnesses he bad done. He also carried a package f leaves from some aromatic tree. It was marked: "The love of many." He bad expended half bis talents to procure it. It seemed bo weight to him, but it fate great cheer. He bad also several badges on his breast, which answered as orders or checks for anything in the exhibition. I asked him how he came by them, raid be replied that the owner of the estab lishment, when be saw him in the de partment where the garments of praise were mild, attached these badges, and told him be could have anything he asked. And so my friend was well provided with the best of everything, for he was u per son Of discernment, and refused to carry away anything cheap. Particularly be bad been careful to turn all his gold h.to drafts on the bank of the great Metropo lis of Souls, towards which be was trav eling. The manner in which this transaction was conducted was as follows: That bank had correspondents in the exposi tion here and there. To them he gave f such as he had. To some sympathy, to some his substance, to some be im parted thoughts in a precious casket. But always their principal in the great City of Souls knew by direct wire the amo.mt of tbe transaction, and I believe my friend ia a very opulent citizen of lhat strong-based city wherein is no temple. Presently I aaw another go out. He was somewhat corpulent, and burdened by balky and weighty parcels, which caus ed htm some pain and anxiety lest be should not get them all through the door. I noticed several deeds to real estate peeping from his pocket, and I inquired if be felt sure the rentals would pass s money of the realm where he was going. He looked at me dubiously, and puffed on, hogging the papers. He bad also evi dently li n in the wholesale department, for he carried sacks of wheat and bolts Of cloth. One said to him as be groaned slong, "They hunger no more at the Soul's Metropolis. Better drop those food products." "But what," said the poor man, "shall I do? These parcels form the greatest part of my purcnasea. I've speiii jeirs Sr. procuring them, and if I let them go I shall be almost empty handed. No! I must try to get past the custom house." Aad with troubled, half-despairing look, he wiied bis dripping forehead and pass ed along. One shuffled by with only a dice box and an empty flask, and, more astonish ing still, one had nothing whatsoever. When I asked them bow it occurred, pee ing they were in an exposition teeming - with bargains, they replied that they had gone from counter to counter, exebang lag a better thing for a worse, which they wanted at tbe moment, and now they bad descended to this plight, when they re ceived an imperative summons to go ns they were. j Then fhere were little children who ran along singing, and all they had was a balo of sunshine and a jewel case of trust. They told me they were not afraid, for What they had would bny anything. I marveled a little because I had heard par- " enta in thst fair tell their children they must he wise and carry many things. But now I saw that these little ones were j right. Indeed, I hear they have the entree to all the parka and palaces of the City of Souls', and be that lores them spreads a tabernacle over them, and leads them to wondrous fountains that glow asd play with gorgeous and manifold beauty. Last of all, a dear little old man (of historic name) went out of the door. He bad spent all he bad, but left the pur chases to be delivered. When I asked hiss if be had no fears that they would miscarry, be looked wonderingly at me. and took out a little notebook, where, at the bottom of his list of purchases, he nidx&e read: "I know him whom I have r bettered and am persuaded be is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day." And so be went long w'th bright, expectant eye. I Was surf (in my dream) that he would not be disappointed. I ssw also a strange thing: All tl at tsea bad with them when they entered tbe fair was taken from them as they . west oat; It seems they had been warn ed to expend all they had while in the fair. All unexpended balance were lost. Bat wbea a wis buyer went out, a beau ttfal oM patriarch with a bsrp wonld in te 4m gatekeeper and say, "Lift the later ' I saw, therefore, that people who de atred the beat gifts went out richest. I pa reel red that quality, not quantity, was teat coarenieut at the door, and partic sjarly that they whose works were left t fsdew them were comted wise. 1 Mf4 they were heirs, accordlag to a -'. titbit, of eternal Hfe. I was most i'Jt by thht; The sattoas shoppers who , ts tried le carry away the whole . t Jnwt got away to the ether side ll far mm thaa these who had coa- r?Kt e prtaarty gat left their or , vizlSmg la tea HUM m of the ':i 7 fhey wi garat te see that ' j t-a &3kt wtX m iug and nodding k'u lly, always with a sweet good night. But just here I was touched by a mes senger who said, "1 find you sleeping in this wide market. Go at once." I had not expected a call so soon. "That," slid the messenger &adlyr "in . what slanst everybody says." So I started out with a little basket of fruit. 1 excited the astonishment of the d'rkeeper, for word had gone out that fruit passed free. lndi-ed, I had lying against my heart (and it burned me there this saying: "It is the will of my Father that e bear much fruit." And passed on to the great awakening. KKI.IGION THE FIRST DUTY. By Her. Pesrse nncft The ten commandments seem to many eople to be. in the wrong order, in that they say too little about our duties to our fellow men and leave that little to the last. Not till we get to the sixth command ment are we forbidden to kill. Sabbath breaking and profanity seem to be made worse offenses than stealing and lying. Is there an inverted moral order in this code of the ancient law giver? Why are re ligious duties put before the duties we owe our fellowmen? The world's estimate would change the order, and probably leave religious duties out of the moral code altogether. Men who would not steal a pin or a railroad are sometimes wholly irreligious, and seem to feel that there is no moral wrong in it. Is irreligion a moral offense, or is it not? -Most men do not regard it wrong. But are they right? Would irreligion be to an uiieorrupted moral seuse any such sin as murder? Is indifference to religion due to a low adjustment of conscience to life? This Is worth tbiuking about. If irreligion is a moral offense as seri ous as the others we certainly cannot treat it so in law. We accept the principle that religion must be free. The sheriff cannot com mand it. Prison cannot enforce it. In its very nature it must be free. For that reason it may be the world is losing a sense of the moral wrong of irreligion. Because a man must not be jailed or whipped for irreligion the average man concludes there is no w rong in It. Irreligion puts a false estimate into rll human affairs. We bare to know what men are in their widest relations before we see just what are our duties to them. If we are a superior kind of brute deal tug with other similar brutes, that is one thing. But if we are beings related to God with destinies, that is another thing. To destroy the life of men is murder, but to destroy the life of brutes may be in nocent of all wrong. Men are subject to the first four of the ten commandments, and for that reason our duties to them are different and higher. To leave relig ion out is to demoralize human estimates and leave the way oiien to any sort of immorality. Heligiou is needed for balance. Life cannot be healthy with the chief f art left out. To be irreligious is to become over grown on the earthward side. The at tempt of a nature made to be immortal to live its whole life in three score years and ten can hardly fail of being disas trous. Religion has been a tremendous force in all human life. The material for re Mgi; Is is slII liiei:. I'o suppress or ig nore religiou is to come into a disordered way of life. If we do not have religion in healtUful'operation we are sure to put something else in place of it. Were our people to turn wholly away from the sane and uplifting religiou of Jesus Christ, all manner of rile supersti tions would come in to take its place. This all means that every man ought to attend to his religion as the first duty. TWELVE MlriMOXAKIKS. By Her. Htttredge Wmeeler, Sometimes the change of a word helps to the idea, and sets forth in clear light the thought. The word apostle is Greek, and seems much farther removed from cur religious vocabulary than the Latin word missionary. What a help to the church, since the day of the King James Version at least, this slight change in translation would have been. Jesus those twelve missionaries whom he educated and sent forth. This is exactly and defi nitely what Jesus did; and this one word, missionary, in the place of the Greek word apostle, might have prevented the controversy between mission and anti mission churches. What a fine rending that would be to day, in all Christian churches, and how it would own the eyes of many of tbe selfishly blinded soul who call themselves followers of that Saviour who gave him self to God and to man and the truth! A Christian but not a missionary! Not sent forth in the name of Jesus, to serve hmi. Impossible! A Saviour who was crucified, who died upon the cross to give the truth of God to the world, to reveal the lore of God to sll msnkind, and yet bis followers giving nothing, doing little, to extend tbe kingdom and the knowl edge of Jesus Christ! Doing little for Jesus; little for men. - ' Jesns chose twelve missionaries! Head your Bible that way! Put the word mis sionary in the plsee of apostle. And yet, alas! there are teachers and leaders sod officer in the churches who are so ortho dox that they will not give up the King James Version, nor will they accept any change in tbe Kuglish translsUon. There are teachers and officers in tbe churches to-day who seem to think that God and tbe Holy Spirit spoke English, and that the King James is the original language of Jehovah. For this reason the Bible Is to-day to so many a sesled, closed book. Get a new translation, a new version whenever you can; the more the better. You will get a new ides, some uewer, clearer thought. Ton will understand the Bible better; you will be a better teach er, leader. Christian. Jesus chose twelre missionaries! Bead it so. It will help you and tbe whole church. Only One Thlng.The only new thing In the world la the Infinite poasibllltiea af comfort, of rtrtne, the Infinite raria tlonw of the higher experWncea of life. -Bar. T. B. CUear, Unltaiiaa, Maw York. I f tM OLD j FAVORITES The Widow Malone. Did you hear of the Widow Malone, Obone! Who lived in the town of AthJone, Aloni? Oh! she melted the heartB Of the swains in them parts So lovely the Widow Malone, Uhoue! So lovely the Widow Malone. Of lovers she had a full score Or more; And fortunes tbey all had galore, In store; From the minister down To the clerk of the crown, All were courting the Widow Malone, Ohone! All were courting the Widow Malone. But so modest was Mistress Malone, 'Twas known That no one could see her alone, Ohone! Let them ogle and sigh, They could ne'er catch her eye So bashful tbe Widow Malone, Ohone! So bashful the Widow Malone. Till one Mistber O'Brien from Clare How quare; It's little for blushing they csre Iown there Put his arm round her waist, Gave ten kisses at laste 'Oh," says he, "you're my Molly Ma one My own!" Oh," says be, "you're my Molly Ma lone!" And the widow they all thought go shy, My eye! Ne'er thought of a simper or sigh For why? But, "Lucius," gays she, "Since you've now made so free, Vou may marry your Mary Malone, Obone! Y'ou may marry your Mary Malone." There's a moral contained in my song, Not wrong, And, one comfort, it's not very long, But strong; If for widows you die .earn to kiss, not to sigh. For they're all like sweet Mistress Ma lone! Ohoue! Oh! they're ail like sweet Mistress Ma lone! Charles Lever. Little Boy Blue. The little toy dog is covered with, dust But sturdy and stanch be stands: And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket molds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog was new And the soldier was passing fair. And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue Kissed them and put them there. "Now, don't you go till I come," he said, "And don't you make any noise!" Ho toddling off to bis trundle-bed He dreamt of the pretty toys. And as he was dreaming an angel song Awakened our Little Boy Blue Jh. the years are many, tbe years are long, But the little toy friends arc true. Aye faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand, Kach in the same old place, Awaiting the touch of a little band, Tbe smile of a little face. And they wonder, as waiting thee long years through In the dust of that little chair, What has become of our Little Boy Blue Since he kissed them aud put them there? -Kugene Field. GIANT PREHISTORIC BIRD. Egg of tbe Kpyornia Found Off tbe Madagascar Coast. The recent fiudlug of au egg of the fjreat epyornls Moating about In St. Angus tine Bay, on the southwest coast of Madagascar, has Induced a party ut Germans headed by Gottlieb Adolf Krause, tbe German explorer, to un dertake an exploration of the remote Interior of Madagascar In search of poHsible living specimens of this great bird of the ioBt-plloeeiie period of the world's history. Tbe egg may have come down with the floods from the unexplored Interior of the island, or may have been burled for centuries In the aand, preaerred by some curious freak of nature, and then carried to sea. Wblcb of these theories Is tbe proper one Professor Krause and bis party will try to discover. According to geologists, at one time Madagascar and tbe Islands east of Africa were one, but that later the land subsided aud left the Islands sep arated by a strait, aud since that time the islands have developed species to themselves. . The climatic changes which ensued are believed by some to have exterminated the epyornls. But others declare that, aa tbe country changed, tbe gigantic bird retired deep er and deeper Into the wilderness, where It baa remained for centuries without molestation, unless It has becti annihilated by some unknown savage tribe In the Interior, and will be found there to-day, somewhere between tbe desert and the Aukarab Mountains. Tbe finding of tbe egg In St. Augus tine Bay has deepened this Impression, and Professor Krause will try to es tablish the truth of the theory that the gg is of recent origin and not curiously preserved through centuries. Several French adventurera hare tried to penetrate Into the Interior, but they have returned without definite results, telling only of brief gllmpaes of queer aaiaula, which were not accepted rj valuable by scientist v Possibly th German explorers may he more for tunate. The egg found is the thirty-fourth in existence, aud the latest is 9 by 14 inches in diameter. Tbe bird Itsell is believed by scientists to have been fully fifteen feet high, aud to have weighed more than a ton, far larger than tbe ostrich, which Is itself a dan gerous bird to handle; a blow from Its claws would be fatal. Stories of some such bird in the Interior have long been extant among natives, not only of Madagascar, but of other coun tries, and interest in them has been awakened by the finding of the new egg. The trials the expedition will have to contend with will be the lnhospltallty of the inhabitants, scorching heat scarcity of water, malarial swamps, and extreme perils of journeying through primeval tropical forests. Two other parties while in search of th epyornls met death In the burning des erts of Klllarivo, but, with the bettei appliances carried by Professot Krause and bis party, It is believed that tbey will make discoveries that will prove the existence or non-existence of this great bird of prehistoric times. Previous researches have noi been carried on beyond the high table land, but the Germans will try to pen etrate tbe wilds beyond the Oullahj river. SHE WORE THE KEY. 8ad Eyes, Pathetic Droop Made It Mystery Until Explained. It was the usual crowd of well gowned femininity that tilled the car, weudlng its way matlneeward. Every woman at all young or at all aiming to be fashionable, wore a chain of some sort from which dangled charms ot every kind aud descriptions, lockets, heart-shaped and round, small gold oi silver purses, lorgnettes aud watches. The girl In the smart black costume, with exquisite sables, appeared to be exempt from the prevailing mania, aud therefore became tbe mark for the at tent Ion of the observer of details. A the atmosphere of the car grew warm er she slipped the long fur scarf from her neck, revealing the fact that sc far from being immune she had eclipsed all the others In the originality of her "dangle." A small gold chain was worn around her neck and fell half way to thf waist. On It was a key set with dla uiomls. It was no caprice of the Jew eler, but the real article, an ordinary every-day affair such as one wrestles with at the front door. Now, what was the romance con nected with that very prosaic key makiuj; it worthy to be set with dla months and displayed so prominently ns a treasured possession? The sad eyes of the owner had that misty, far away look of unshed tears. The Par isian bat failed to hide the pathetic droop of the graceful head. Here was a story, surely. Imaglna lion conjured up a picture of a betroth al rudely broken by tbe death of the dance, the key treasured as a memen to of the many happy evenings tbey had spent together, and fbe stolen kisses In tbe vestibule as lie hesitated before opening the door for her. The somber :own hinted at a loss. Tin wistful eyes and sweet Hps nccentu uted the Idea. Or could the key be that of tbe vault where the young man bad been en tombed? Could It be? Fancy waxed more and more growsome with each new contemplation of the unusual charm worn by this fair heroine of modern romance. At Sixty-fourth (street another very smart young woman lKiardcd the cur and with a friendly greeting to thf girl with the key at once opened up a conversation. "I see you ore wearing your key," she began. "How shockingly unfeeling," thought the observer. "Yes," replied she of the pathetic eyes. "I can go out now with a peace ful mind, knowing that Marie will not be wearing my frocks. I never could hide it where she couldn't find It" Somehow the unshed tears and the pathetic droop wereu't so notlceublt now. New York Herald. No Chance for Him. "Now that we are engaged," said tht fair young thing, "I will tell you that I do not fear mice." "That is nice," said the prospective groom. "And," continued the fiancee, "I can drive nails without bitting my thumb; and I know how to use a paper cutter without ruining a book; and I can add a row of figures without making a sep arate sum for each consecutive figure; and I can build a fire; and I can tell when a picture Is bung straight on the walL" Here the man drew himself up with much dignity and sorrow, and cried: "Then I cannot marry you, alas!" "What prospect is there for my ever being able to demonstrate the superi ority of man over woman if I marry a woman who pessesses such traits of character as you?" Baltimore Ameri can. The Logical Youth. "In the sentence, 'The train wound around the foot of the mountain,' " di rected tbe teacher, "you may parse the word 'mountain.' " "Mountain," began Johnny Wise, 'Is a noun, common, feminine gender " "Why do you aay It Is feminine?" "Didn't you Just say that tbe train was wound around its foot?" Balti more American. An old roan of seventy told a whop per on the streets to-day; he said be felt aa spry aa a cat People shake hand on mighty small '"evocation. BURYING THE DEAD AT .MANILA. HOW THE DEAIi AUB BUKIED AT MANILA. The Manila cemetery consists of two circular walls, about seven feet thick pierced with holes, in which the coffins are placed. After a coffin has been de posited the hole is bricked up aud faced with a memorial tablet. These graves are leased for five years, at the end of which time, unles the lease is renewed, the coffins are taken out and the bones thrown into a pile Just outside the wall. The walls of the cemetery are constructed of earth and rubble faced with stone, and the tropical rains soak through and rot the coffins. This method ot burial dates back to the days of the domination of the Spanish friars. All sorts of designs are placed on the memorial tablet which seals the tomb snd sometimes after a lease expires and another body has been placed in the grave the same tablet is replaced. The women of Manila are ever faithful In their mourning for their dead and fresh wreaths adorn the tombs of the departed ones constantly. IHICAGO TO HAVE A HOME FOR DESIITUTE DOQS. destitute dogs that have not the lomforts of borne will no longer be riven tbe short shrift of the city pound in Chicago, owing to the minis trations of the exclusive set of society women, who have Interested them- jelves in the cause of the lone lorn can- ne. Led In the movement by Mrs. C. A, White, of Michigan avenue, 100 worn- ;n will found a retreat for canines, called tbe Home for Destitute Dogs. .Mrs. White is a lover of animals, ind the sufferings of vagabond canines ippeul especially to her. She bus her R'lf o large asortment of dogs of high nits. c. A. WHITE. degree, and has entertained many a blue rlbboner" In her kennels. She possesses the finest Jupuuese spaniels in the country, and is Vice President of the Chicago Kennel Club. When Mrs. White Invited a number jf her friends to her home to see If something could iiot be done for the four-footed friendless, she found enthu siastic support In her philanthropic pluiis from the women assembled. She argued that while there was a cat bos- pltul In the city, homeless dogs were unprovided for, and she proposed that retreat for them be built. She offered to give up her intended visit to tbe seu- hore to perfect the scheme. The site for the home has been selected and the work of putting up the borne will soon be started. Sick as well as homeless dogs will be cured for, and the destitute dogs will be offered for adoption to uny who will promise to care for them and treat them as a canine pet should be treated. Funds for maintaining tbe homo will be secured by subscriptions. Dogs which cannot be cured will be made swny with painlessly. 8AY8 LONDON 18 SQUALID. Eminent English Architect Compares It with Cities In America. A candid friend of London appeared recently, says the London Mall, In the person of Mr. Trevall, the new presi dent of the Society of Architects. In his presidential address at SL James hull Mr. Trevall said: "The Impression that always palls upon one when returning from either the European or American continents to Isondon Is the wretchedly narrow uud Insignificant looking streets, with the low, mcau, small ahops aud dwell ings by contrast with what we have Just left behind us. It la of little In terest to be told Just how many hun dreds of miles of the same sort of thing Ixiudon contains more than does any other metropolis In Christendom or elsewhere. "The fact still remains In yonr mind In a general sense that London looks squalid nnd miserable by comparison nnd that feeling affects one for days, until he once more gets seaaoned Into the old haunts and relapses Into that comfortable frame of mind that, after all, even the Strand and Chancery lane, or Fleet street and Ludgata cir cus, with all their advertising abomi nations, look at least familiar and homely, "Tuke the city of London. It may have some of the finest commercial palaces in the world, rivaling those of old Venice herself, but look bow they are huddled together. There Is positively not the space to appreciate their design, their proportions, not their detail. Compare the Champa Elysees, Place de lu Concorde, or the boulevards of Paris with our best streets and squares and where are we? "Or, say the Ulngstrasses of Vienna, or the Boulevard Andrassy at Buda pest, or, currying our thoughts across tbe Atlantic, to Broadway, Fifth av enue, ltlverslde nnd Central Park, New York; the Commonwealth av enue, Boston; Victoria square, Mont real; East avenue, Buffalo; Drexel boulevard, Washington avenue, or State street. Chicago; Pennsylvania avenue, Washington, or dozens of oth ers that might be named. Alongside of these our Strand, our Whitehall, our Victoria street, Itogent street, Pic cadilly, Park bine. Oxford street, etc., are but wretched ajwlogles for what leading streets and thoroughfares should be. "If we except the Thames embank ment, Shaftesbury avenue and tbe new thoroughfare that Is about to be uiade between the Strand and Holliorn, nothing of an adequate scale to tbe size and Importance of this metropo lis has yet been attempted. With tbe dilapidated, rickety, old ramshackle properties that? we see lu some of the best and most central parts of Ixmdoti, what 1b wanted is a general rebuild ing aud Improving scheme fixed after mature deliberation by n competent central authority specially constituted by par!!"!!!""?, nfter consultation with the chief local authorities uud perhaps the representative societies of archi tecture, sculpture and engineering with a special regard to Its qualifica tions and fitness for the purpose. "This would be merely following the example that has been set in suck capitals as Paris, Vienna and Washington." DAMAGED BY VIOLIN-PLAYING. Kegnlar Vibrations of the Instrument Make Trouble with Walla. "What force least expected does tht greatest damage to buildings?" is a question which a representative of th Indianapolis News usked a well-known architect. The architect's answer may be a surprise to those w ho do not un derstand thut It Is the regularity of vi bration that makes It powerful. It is difficult to tell, replied the archi tect, but I will venture to say that you would never expect violin-playing tt Injure tbe walls of a building. Yet il certainly does. There have been In stances when the walls of stone and brick structures have been serious) damaged by the vibrations from a yh Ilu. Of course these cases nre unusuaL but the facts nre established. The vibrations of a violin are ruall serious in their unseen, unbounded force, and when they come with regu- larlty they exercise an influence uik.o structures of brick, stone or Iron. OI course It takes continuous playing fot inuny years to loosen masonry or t inuke Iron brittle, but it will do it In time. I have often thought of what tho re sult might be If a man would stand al the bottom of a nineteen-story light well, on the first floor of the great Masonic Temple In Chicago, and piny there con tinuously. The result could lie more easily acen there than almost anvwher else, because the vibration gat hen Torce os It sweeps upward. A man can feel tho vibrations of n violin on an irou-clnd ocean vessel, and at the same time be unable to bear th music. It Is the regularity which meant so much. Like the constant dripping of water which wears away a stotie, the Incessant vibration of the violin makes Its way to the walls, and attacki their solidity. Tbe bushnnd of a Jealous wife nearly alwayn thinks to himself, "Well, thert Is some reason for It; 1 am a sweet old thing." . Who la tbe most worthless man yoi avar know? r, i