THE WATER MILL.
Listen to thq water mill
All the livelong day —
How the clinking of the wheel
Wears the hours away
Languidly the autumn wind
Stirs the greenwood sheaves,
And a memory o’er my mind
As a spell Is cast—
The mill will never grind
With the water that is past
Take the lesson to yourself,
Loving heart and true
Golden yearn are fleeting by;
Youth is passing too
Strive to make the most of llfor
Lose no happy day.
Time will never bring you back
Chances swept awav.
Leave no tender word unsaid,
Love while lovo sh ill last —
The mill will never grind
With the water thit is past
Work while vet the daylight shines.
Man of thought and will
Never does the streamlet glide
Useless by the mill.
Walt not till to morrow’s sun.
Hearns upon your way.
AH that you can call your own
Lies in this—to day.
Power, intellect and health
May not always last —
'The mill can not grind
With the water that is past
—Sarah Doudney Clarke.
THE MERCHANT’S CRIME.
Itv HORATIO AI.GEH, JR.
CHAPTER 11—Continued.
“It is better to be regular about
It. As tho nurse Is away I will give
it to you.”
“Thank you.”
“1 must go to tho window to see
how much to pour out. How much
do you usually take?”
“A wine-glass two-thirds full.”
Paul Morton took the bottle and
a glass to tho window. As he stood
there he was out of tho observation
of tho patient. He poured out the
quantity required of the cordiul into
tho glass; but after doing so, he slyly
added a small quantity of powder
from a paper which he drew from his
vest pocket He put the paper back,
and re-appeared at the bedside hold
ing the glass in his hand.
•T think I have found tho right
quantity," he said but his voice was
constrained, and there was a pallor
about his face.
The sick man noticed nothing of
this. He took the cup and drained it
of its contents, as a matter of course.
••Thank you, Paul,” ho said.
Paul Morton could not lind any
thing to say in reply to the thanks
which fell upon his soul like a
mockery. He took the glass from
the trembling hand of the sick man,
and looked into it to see if in the
depths there might be any tell-tale
trace of the powder which he had
dropped into it; but he could see
nothing.
“Well I must leave you for a time.
Perhaps you can sleep,” he said.
“Perhaps so; I will try,” was the
answer.
Paul Morton left the sick chamber,
and shut himself up in his own
room. He wanted to screen himself
from the sight of all, for ho knew
that he had taken the fatal step,
and that already, in deed, as well as
in heart, he was a murderer!
CHAPTER !III.
An Unexpected Discovery.
The next day Ralph Raymond’s
unfavorable symptoms had returned,
and he was pronounced worse by the
physician. Yet the change was not
sufficiently marked to excite sus
picion. it was supposed that, his
constitution had not vitality enough
to rally against tho steady ap
proaches of the disease under which
he was laboring. Paul Morton read
from the old medical book which he
had picked up in Nassau street, and
which, as we know-, had given him
the first suggestion of the horrible
crime which he had determined upon,
the following words:
“1 he patient has been known to
recover where but one dose of this
poison has been administered, but
should it have been given him on
two successive days, there is little
or no chance that he will survive.
Yet, so slow is its operation, that
after«the second time of administer
ing. it is not impossible that he may
survive several days. • Cases have
been known where the period has ex
tended to a week, but of the final
fatal result there can be no ques
tion.”
•‘1 must go through it again,”
muttered Paul Morton to himself.
“It will not do to fail. While I am
about it, I must make a sure thin"
of it."
lie accordingly sought the bed
side of the sick man on the next day,
about the same time as before. He
had watched till he saw the nurse go
down to prepare the patient’s dinner.
“How arc you feeling, to day?” ho
inquired, in apparent anxiety.
••Worse, my friend,” said the sick
man, feebly.
“But yesterday you said you were
better, did you not?”
••Yes, I felt better then, but to-day
I have a dull, throbbing pain here,”
and ho pointed to his breast.
“Did you not sleep weli?”
“Yes, better than usual.”
Paul Morton knew that this was
the effect of tho poison, for it had
been referred to in the book.
“I wonder, then, you do not feel
better,” ho said. “I supposed sleep
always had a salutary effect.”
“It has not had in my case. No,
my friend, I feel convinced that I
have not many days to live.”
“I hope you are wrong. What can
I do for you? Shall I not give you
your cordial as 1 did yesterday?”
“Yes. if you like.”
Again Paul Morton poured ou lhe
cordial, and again, as on the day
previous, he filliped into the (/lass a
minute portion of the powder
The sick man drank it.
“I don’t know what it is,” tte said,
“but it docs not taste as it used to.”
Paul Morton turned pale, but he
rallied at once.
“Your sickness, doubtless, affects
your sense of taste,” he said. “It is
very often the case in sickness, even
of u lighter character than yours.”
“Very likely you are right.”
“Can I do anything more for you?”
asked Paul Morton, who was now
anxious to get away from the pres
ence of his victim. .Strange thoughts
came over him when he felt thut ho
had taken a decisive step, which now
could not be recalled. Ho had ad
ministered the poisonous powder for
the second time, and, according to
the medicaPauthotity which wo have
already quoted, there was no longer
any help for the sick man, his vic
tim. Ho plight live two, three or
four days, possibly a week, though
this was not probable in the case of
one whose constitution was enfeebled
by a lingering malady, but his doom
was suro. But ho was as truly a
murderer as if he had approached
him with a loaded pistol, and dis
charged it full at his temple.
Twenty-four hours had made him
such.
“There is something I want to tell
you, Piiul.” said the sick man, turn
ing his head on the pillow by an
effort, “something which will, per
haps, surprise, you, and after that I
shall have a favor to ask of you.
Will you grant it?”
“Yes.” said Paul Morton, “I will
grant it. Speak on. ”
His curiosity was not a little ex
cited by what he had heard. Ho
drew a chair to the bedside and sat
down.
“I am ready to hoar what you
have to say, Ralph,” ho said.
“You suppose, and the world sup
poses, that I have never married,”
the sick man commenced.
Paul Morton started, and he
awaited nervously what was to follow.
“The world is right, is it not?” he
said hastily.
“No, the world is wrong. Six
teen years ago 1 married a portion
less girl. For reasons which it is
unnecessary now to mention, my
marriage was not made public but it
was strictly legal. My young wife
lived less tnan two years, but ere
she died she gave me a son.”
“Is he still living?” asked Paul
Morton in a hoarse voice.
“Yes, he still lives.”
“Then,” thought Paul, with n,
sense of bitter disappointment, “all
my labor has been for naught. This
boy will inherit Raymond's fortune,
and his death will -be of no benefit
to tne.”
“Where is the boy now?" he asked.
“He is at a boardiug-sehool on the
Hudson. He was early educated
abroad, but for two years ho has
been at I)r. Tower’s boarding-school,
about forty miles from New York.”
“Docs he know anything of his
parentage?”
“Yes, I went to sec him beforo I
came last to your house. Resides, I
have thought it well to communi
cate all the facts in the case to Dr.
Tower as it was possible that I might
die suddenly, and his' testimonv
might be required to substantiate
my son’s claims to my estate.”
“What is your son’s name?” asked
Paul Morton, rousing a little froffi
tne stupor into which the informa
tion had thrown him.
“Robert Raymond. It was the
name of my wife’s only brother, who
had died young, and as I had no par
ticular preference, I allowed her to
name him.”
“Is he in good health.
“Yes; happily he has not inherited
my constitution. Ho seems healthy
and likely to live long. But J am
sorry that he will be left so alone in
the world, as he must be by my
death. This brings me to the favor
I was about to ask of you. In my
will I have appomtcd you the guar
dian of my boy, who is now between
14 and 15. I think it will not oc
casion you much trouble. My prop
erty, which I have put into solid se
curities, will amount to $120,000. Of
course, therefore, there will be no
occasion for stinting him. I desire
him to have the best advantages. As
for you, my old friend, as a slight
compensation for the trouble you
will take, and as a proof of my af
fection, I authorize you to appropri
ate to your own use, during my soil’s
minority, one-half of the income of
the property, and pay his expenses
out of the other half. What there
may be over can be added to the
principal.”
“But suppose—though, if the bov is
as healthy as you say, there is little
fear of that—suppose Robert should
die before attaining his majority ?”
“Should that event happen, and ,
as you say, it is possible, 1 desire
that the property should go without
reserve to you. I have so provided
I in my will.”
A flush of gratification mantled
the cheek of Paul Morton as he
heard this statement. “All is not
lost,” he thought “The boy may
die, and then—”
This is what he thought, but he
said:
“Ralph, you arc too kind and gen
erous. It is my earnest hope that
such a contingency may never occur. ”
“I am sure of that. I have per
fect confidence in you, and I know
you will be kind to my boy. He may
be here to-morrow morning. ”
“Here to-morrow morning!” ejac
ulated Paul Morton in surprise.
“Yes. I requested the nurse to
write to him yesterday afternoon, in
my own name, to come at once. As I
have but a short time to live. I wish
to have him with me during the
short remainder of my life—that is.
if it will not be inconvenient to have
him in the house.”
“Certainly not. I shall be glad to
have him come,” said Paul Morton
absently.
•T begin to feel drowsy. I will try
i to sleep,” said the sick man.
“Then I will leave you. I hope
i you may awake refreshed."
Paul Morton walked out of the
! sick room with his eyes bent upon
| the floor. Ho wanted to think over
this new and unexpected turn of af
I fairs.
CHAPTER IV.
Ralph Raymond’s Heir.
The next morning i’aul Morton
was sitting at the breakfast table
with his wife opposite him. Mrs.
Morton was ton years younger
than her husband. She had belonged
to a proud but poor family, and had
married from no impulse of affec
tion, but because she considered
i Mr. Morion a rich man who could
! give her a luxurious home. No
j sympathy need bo wasted upon her,
for she had very littlo heart and
lived only for ostentation. There
had been very littlo domestic har
mony between the two. !sho had
shown herself lavishly extravagant
even boyond her husband’s means,
and any tendency on his part to curb
her extravagance was met by biting
sarcasm, and an exhibition of ill
temper which soon compelled him to
surrender at discretion. Mr. Morton,
of whose personal appearance I have
not yet spoken, was in appearanco
fifty-four years old, though he was
really several years younger. Ho
had lost nearly all his hair, retain
ing only a few locks on either side
of his head. There was a furtive
look about his eyes calculated to in
spire distrust He seemed reluctant
to look one full in the face.
“Well, Mr. Morton,” said his wife,
leaning back in her chair, “have you
brought me the money I asked for
yesterday?”
“No, said Mr. Morton uneasily,
for ho knew that this reply would
elicit a storm.
“And why not, I should like to
know?” she exclaimed, with Hash
ing eyes. “Don’t pretend to say
you forgot it, for 1 won’t believe any
such nonsense.”
“No, I didn’t forget it. Mrs. Mor
ton,” said her husband, “but the
fact is, it was not convenient for me
to bring it.”
“Not convenient! What do you
mean by that. Mr. Morton?” ex
claimed tho lady in an angry voice.
“It is just as I say. Business is
very dull and money is tight.”
“That is what you always say,”
said Mrs. Morton, curling her lip.
“Whether I do or not, it is true
enough now. I wish it wasn’t”
“I only asked for a hundred dol
lars. Surely that would make no
difference in your business.”
“That is where you are mistaken.
If you will be kind enough to re
member how often you call upon mo
for such trifles, and have a head for
arithmetic, you can estimate what
they will amount to in the course of
a year.”
“So you refuse, do you?” exclaimed
Mrs. Morton in deep anger.
“I do; and for a very good reason.”
“Give me your reason then. I
should like to judge of it myself.”
••Then I will tell you without re
serve what I had not intended to
mention. In all ray mercantile ca
reer I was never in such clanger of
ruin as at present. The dull times
at which you sneer have proved very
disastrous to me. It is all I can do
to keep my head above water. hvery
day I fear that the crash will come,
and that, instead of being able to
afford you this establishment, I shall
bo obliged to remove into some
humble dwelling in Brooklyn, and
seek for a position as clerk or book
keeper. How would you fancy this
change, madam? Yet it is at such a
time you harass me with your un
reasonable demands for money. It 1
am ruined, it will bo some satisfac
tion that you, who have had so much
to do with bringing it on, are com
pelled to suffer its inconveniences
with me.”
Mrs. Morton turned pale while he
was speaking, for she had never
known anything of her husband’s
business affairs, and supposed that
such a thing as his failure was im
possible.
Mrs. Morton was for a brief time
silent. She hardly knew how to an
swer; at last she said, “There’s your
sick friend up stairs. Isn’t he a
rich man?”
"Yes.”
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
A Victim of Circumstances.
“I am jista unfortunate victim of
i circumstances,” explained the bul
j let-beaded gentleman to the city
| missionary who wanted to know
how it happened that he was in pri
son.
“Victim of circumstances?”
“Dat’s what. De night I went fur
to do dis job dat I got pinched fer,
! de policeman had a toothache, an’
j couldn’t sleep.”—N. Y. Mercury.
Not Very Encouraging.
Johnnie Masher—I dreamt last
night that I proposed to you.
Esmcrelda Longcoflin—There is
| evidently a bond of sympathy be
I tween us. I, too, dreamed last night
that you proposed, and that I re
jected you and then my big brother
j kicked you down the front door steps,
and the dog bit a chunk out of you
—Texas Siftings.
Deals Exclusively in Celery.
There is one business man in i\ew
York who deals in nothing whatever
but celery. He is probably the only
man dealing exclusively in celery in
the United States, perhaps in the
world. He has been in the business
eight years, and has built up a large
trade.
One Way of Increasing Compensation
Tom, the bookkeeper—Why do
you work so hard? The firm doesn’t
give you any greater pay ior it
George, the clerk—I know that,
but when I’m working I forget how
small my salary is.—Chicago Record.
The British Cabinet*
Every member of the British cab
inet acts in three capacities—as ad
ministrator of a department of state,
as member of a legislative chamber
! and as a confidential adviser to the
I crown.
hfcPI iil.lt aa DOCTRINE.
CIVIL SERVICE REFORM PROCLAMA
TION’.
To the People of Nebraska and Georgia.
The voters in the state of Nebraska,
who according to the returns of the
census of ls'jo are Sul,500, greet the
voteis of the state of Georgia, who are
198,122. Here the voters of two great
commonwealths of this republic of ours
have entered into a co-partnership for
the purpose of carrying on civil service
reform under entirely reciprocal rela
tions, being1 purely democratic in its ad
ministration.
The head of the interior department,
Hon. Hoke Smith, is charged among
other things with administering the fol
lowing section of the civil service act,
namely: ■
icuupter 28, statutes at large, voL
22, p. 403.) »
inira, tome public service aiore
saici in tue departments at Washington
shall be apportioned among the several
states and territories and the District
of C'olninbia upon the basis of popula
tion us ascertained at the last preced
ing census.”
The basis of population is a definite
basis for Secretary Smith as a sworn
officer in making his appointments. In
his report to the senate, May 31, the
secretary says that between March 4,
1893 and April 19, 1894, he made 107
appointments from the states.
CIVIL SERVICE REFORM PROCLAMATION,
NO. 2,
of Nebraska and Georgia. That the
combined salaries of ali amount to $f0,
070. (See Sen. Ex. Doc.. No. 103, 2nd
Ses. 53rd congress, pages 1 to 13 inclu
sive. )
To Nebraska, 1, Thomas II. Gillan, a
census clerk, at $720 per annum.
To Georgia, 100 clerks, (not includ
ing myself at $8,000.00) with salaries
amounting to$79,950.
Here the voters of Nebraska have an
object lesson in civil service reform.
Georgia in 1892 cast .129,000 demo
cratic votes for the Cleveland electors.
If we divide the amount of salaries paid
which, including the secretary's salary,
is $87,930, by the democratic vote cast,
we find there is returned to each voter
in the state of Georgia by way of com
pensation through this reform move
mont, $. annually. While in Ne
braska the $720 being the annual sal
ary paid to one clerk appointed, when
divided, as an annual compensation to
the 24,948 voters, amounts to $.02 and a
fraction for each democratic vote.
In other words, democratic civil ser
vice reform as administered by Hoke
Smith paid $.00 dividends annually to
the democratic voter in Georgia, while
the same dividend to the democratic
voterin Nebraska is reduced to the min
imum of $. 02.
CIVIL SERVICE REFORM PROCLAMATION,
NO. 3.
If it were not for the possibility of
involving the civil service bureau in
wliat might appear to be the disrepu
table business of meddling with pro
gressive politics, we would suggest that
they incorporate in their next annual
report a short chapter explaining to
the people of Nebraska the glorious
benefits of democratic control and civil
service reform as enunciated by Grover
Cleveland and Hoke Smith.
Markets of the World.
The British market is as free to Amer
ica today as to all the rest of the world.
It is open to the wheat-producers of
the United States just as it is open to
the wheat-producers of Canada, Russia,
India, and all other wheat-producing
countries.
The English consumer will make the
best bargain he can, regardless of the
country from which he purchases.
Englishmen usually but", not out of
gratitude or kindness for those with
whom they deal, but where they can
secure the best bargains, but it some
times happens that they prefer other
countries than the United States as
their customers, for truly the United
States has caused them more anxiety
in holding their place in the markets
outside of Europe than all other coun
tries combined.
No free trader who has happened in
public during the present tariff contro
versy has yet pointed out a single av
enue by which the'United States might
expect to find the markets of the world
more open or freer than they are today
to the product of the North American
continent.
iwery country, Great Britian includ
ed, has some form of tarriff or custom
house laws, none of which appear at
present to be burdensome to them, at
least no talk of repeal seems to be ap
parent in the legislative departments
of other countries. Canada has strength
ened her protective system rather than
the lowering of her duties. The United
States has one great lesson to learn,
when clamoring for the open markets
of the world, namely the same rule that
gives to the United States an open
market, also opens the markets of the
United States to the world. While
other countries are protected, how fool
ish it appears to us that we should be
clamoring for free trade.
Our markets at home afford us the
greatest security. 93 percent of all
products from the ground are consumed
by our own people. The 7 per cent of
surplus which we offer to other coun
tries must come in competition with a
like surplus from other governments.
Here the cheaper goods must sell.
American wheat produced by the high
er wage and higher level of American
agriculture, offers its surplus of 7 per
cent of its whole product in competi
tion with India's product, produced by
serf labor and cheaper system of agri
culture.
The reader is cautioned against the
fallacy which some m^n teach, that be
cause of this one-seventh being our sur
plus going into the rilarkets of the
world in competition with the cheapest
products of the world, does not prove
that all our products are forced into a
like competition. The best proof of
this fact is that our protective system
prevents the countries of the world
from landing upon our shores this same
cheap product with which our surplus
competes from coming into active com
petition by reason of a high protective
duty, secured in the McKinley law. A
single instance is sufficient to show the
operation of this principle.
The returns for the custom house at
Detroit. Mich, show that for the year
ending June 30, 1889, when there- was
no tariff on barley. 410,035 bushels,
valued at 1250,000, passed the oustom
house at that point. The McKinley
bill, which gave a protection of 30 cents
per bushel, went into operation in 1891.
| The returns for the year ecning June
«
30, 1893, under the operation of this
MeKiuley law show that only 711 bush
els of barley, valued at $295, were en
tered during the year. Here is an apt
illustration of the competition afforded
in the markets of the world.
Open markets which are not found
save in rare instances, bring the whole
product of one country into eotnpeti
tion with the surplus product of other
countries. The protective tariff laws
are intended to prevent this surplus
from competing with the amount re
quired for home consumption. Our
farmers, therefore, can understand
what a wonderful advantage there is to
them in the operation of the McKinley
law which first gave to the product of
the farm a reasonable duty, as it cut
off many millions of the foreign com
petitive surplus, allowing a higher and
better rate to the home product in home
competition.
Facing Their Folly.
Kansas City Journal.
The tariff concessionistsof the senate
are now face to face with the vote for
the confirmation of their scandalous
acts. In their whisky-and-sugar intoxi
cation the managers of the patchwork
believe that it will be sent to the house
without further change. The demands
of the trusts have been satisfied, the
price lias been paid aad the only thing
remaining to be done is a mere formal
ity. Free wool, free lumber and the
income tax have been retained in the
bill to tickle the risibilities of the free
traders. Collars and cuffs have been
protected to silence the threats of one
of the New York senators. Sugar is
taxed to pay the debt due the powerful
! trust. \\ hisky has been doctored for
future uses, and the one remaining pro
cedure necessary to complete the deals
is to have the concessionists in open
senate certify to their own acts in com
mittee of the whole.
They know the bill is neither fish,
! flesh nor fowl. They know that in no
way does it answer the demands of
j their party nor fulfill their own pledges
: made to the people.
They know that the concessions they
have made will be of no benefit to the
country, and they have never presumed
to alleged that tney were made for any
such purpose. They know that, with
the single exception of the collars and
cuff gift, northern interests have been
assailed and the demands of those of
; the south have been received with
favor. The great agricultural interests
! of the north and west have received no
recognition, while the peaDut crop, the
1 rice crop and the sugar crop of the
south have been treated with the
utmost concern.
The bill will never again seethe sen
ate in its present form, and the sena
tors know it; but they are self-con
tained in the consciousness that they
have individually and collectively, paid
embarrassing obligations, and the
j future must take care of itself. On the
j principle that it is not well to “cross a
l bridge till you come to it,” they will
| trust to luck for a way out of the
| depths of their folly.
Cleveland and the Democratic Press.
The New York Sun, a reliable and
| strictly democratic paper, has published
the most scathing criticism on Mr.
I Cleveland's public utterances that have
ever occured in the columns of any par
ty paper against a chief magistrate
holding to the same political faith.
The following quotation is from the
I Sun of June 13, lb94.
We attempted the other day to trace in
1 the published speeches and writings of
Grover Cleveland the origin of much of
: that bitter hostility of labor to capital,
; of the employed to the employer, which
: is one of the most unfortunate condi
; tions of the times. The efforts of Mr.
Cleveland to emphasize class distinc
, tions to array the less prosperous citi
zens against their more successful fel
! low citizens, to excite and increase the
; discontent which arises from a persis
tent contemplation of the idea that the
1 superior fortune of another is essential
ly an injustice and a wrong to the less
fortunate, have been too ostentatious
and too frequently repeated to leave
any doubt as to his purpose. Such pro
vocations to discontent have been at all
, times and in all parts of the world the
! chief weapons of socialistic agitator,
and the fruit thereof is riot, brigand
! age, murder, arson, and anarchy.
For nearly thirty days past the coun
try has witnessed an impressive illus
tration of the practical results of Mr.
. Cleveland's socialistic teachings. It is
‘ no more than fair to present the calen
, dar of disorder in connection with the
precepts which a president of the
Cniied States has addressed to the mis
guided, the turbulent, and the desper
ate among the sons of toil:
May I-. 1S94.—Miners imprisoned in tlieir
homes at Fniontown, Pa., by strikers; one
I shot bred. A mob of Colanders assaulted
and nearly killed a mine boss and foreman
at Mill > reek, Pa. The mob was armed with
guns, pistols and clubs.
Just eight years before these out
breaks, Mr. Cleveland, in a special
message to congress, had informed the
miners of Cniontown and of Mill Creek
that "the discontent of the employed is
due, in a large degree, to the grasping
and heedless exactions of employers."
The Balance Sheet.
Xew York Sun (Dem.): If the tariff
bill were to become a law as it stands
today, the net effect upon the fortunes
of' the individual American citizen
would be this:
Iso appreciable reduction in the cost
of living: no material diminution in the
market price of the commodities upon [
which the consumer now pays his indi
rect tax for the support of the govern- i
ment; but, on the other hand.auewand
hateful tax directly imposed upon every
citizen with an income of over 84,000,
and upon every citizen, rich or poor,
whose thrift has saved and whose pru
dence has invested his savings in any
of the ordinary ways.
An unreformed tariff and an unnec
essary income tax! Iso gain on one side
and on the other, a new. direct, exas
perating burden that will make every
man who pays it the enemy of the party
responsible for its imposition.
That is the whole story up to date,
as it affects the American taxpayer.
Political Notes.
Democrats persist in referring to the
populist representatives in the senate
as comprising only Senators Allen.
Kyle and Fetter. What has become of
Senator Stewart? Stewart has time
and again proclaimed his fealty to the
populist party and his antagonism to
his former associates on the republican
side, but the democrats prefer to ignore
his own statement of his position.
1 Ave Stewart the credit of belonging to
the populist party, in which he glories
so greatly.
Power of Sympathy^
It is acknowledged that most women
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of poetic expression in her. Jane Aus
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When age had, marred her beautv, pov
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