Conservative.
terials to a refined civilization , wo
will take our rightful attitude before
France and the world of exchanging
with her all the products of an ad
vanced civilization. ' ' The annual im
ports to France amounted to $117,000-
000 of manufactured goods , of which
wo furnished only $4,000,000. We
turn from the friendly hand of invita
tion to share in this wealth of com
merce , and seek out some crude district -
trict remote from the keen competi
tion of trade. It is very evident that
republican reciprocity is a sham.
Reciprocity means nothing else than
tariff reform. It encounters exactly
the same difficulties and meets the
same selfish opposition of our indus
trial wards , who never consider
revenue needs and national welfare.
The treaties perished in the hands of
their friends. Reciprocity was never
treated more shabbily by the demo
cratic party , which they denounce.
We are once again bought face to face
with the question of tariff reform ,
from which there can be no evasion.
It appeals to us now , not only through
our surplus revenue , but in the per
nicious effect on our own industries ,
whose product is checked and whose
exports are repressed. We are now
coming into the great family of world
nations. A world trade is ours.
President McKinley , who has in this
matter , a keener sight than his party ,
has realized our position and tried to
remedy it. Let reciprocity now find
its true twin , and go hand in hand
with tariff reform.
"THEN WILL I FORGIVE. "
This is taken from Second Chronicles.
On the battlefield the trees are torn
and shredded by the shot and the shells
of the opposing forces. The ground is
plowed and guttered until all life has
disappeared. The battle over , the rain
descends , the warm sun calls to the
grass , in its hiding place ; the chit and
flower peep forth ; the birds , the timid
animals come stealthily out. A faint
warble is heard ; as time wears on , all
nature resumes its wonted cheer ; the
trees sprout up anew ; the torn and
scarred face of the earth is covered from
view. This is nature's forgiveness.
It began immediately upon the cessa
tion of hostilities. The hostilities not
being renewed , it has continued , in
case of the battle I have in mind , since
March 7 , 1862. Now there is little evi
dence on the part of nature that there
was such a battle.
Herein is wisdom. Forgiveness be
gins itswork , immediately on the cessa
tion of wrong-doing. The only prayer
that is ever answered is the cessation of
wrong-doing. There is abundance of
evidence of this in the Bible ; we find it
on every page of nature's book. Let no
one doubt it. As soon as wrong ceases ,
right takes its place. Right builds up
the gap that wrong has made. It
beautifies the spot that wrong has made
ugly. It strengthens the part which
wrong has weakened.
A verbal prayer is a mere form show
ing what ought to bo desired. The
cessation of wrong and the binding up
of wounds will result in pardon as
surely as nature covers evidence of
battle. It is forgiveness , developed ,
which otherwise remains dormant.
Forbearance is essential to pardon.
Refrain from doing evil and good will
come. Do not help or countenance
wrong. Do not attempt to accom
plish what is not in accord with na
ture's plans. All men are punished for
mis-doing whether they are wrong or
not. Sometimes the only way to test
an act is by doing it. A child found a
hornets' nest. It did not know what it
was. It touched the nest with a stick.
It soon found out that it is wrong to
touch a hornets' nest. It desisted and
the poisonous wounds healed. Some
times the commission of a grave error
brings utter destruction. Then the les
son is of benefit to others only. He who
learns most from observation and rea
son will have the least to learn from
experience. Experience sometimes
kills.
To repent is to renounce wrong.
Weeping is evidence of sorrow , and not
of repentance. The bowing of the body
is only a sign of submission. A change
of action with regard to the wrong is an
effectual , fervent prayer for forgiveness.
Such a prayer is always answered with
pardon. No other can be ans\yered
with remission. Forgiveness is in
nature ready to be developed. The
change of action from evil to good , de
velops it. Thus we are charged with
our own misconduct and credited with
our own salvation :
There is no jealous God above ,
No seething hell beneath ;
One happy home where all is love ,
The Destinies bequeath ;
They live in all , and all in all
Live in our works and ways ;
The lives , in all the beings , call
To duty , not to praise.
Lo , he who errs must feel the pain
That enl > error springs ,
That when he would do wiong again
Knows what it always brings.
While evil will , itself , destroy ,
Truth , endless pleasuresyields ;
Thus , gently led by pain and joy ,
We chose the fairer fields.
While sorrow chidesaud pleasure leads ,
We cannot farther stray ;
Erstwhile , each wandering pilgrim
heeds
And seeks the better way.
The Destinies are all in all ;
They lead us in the right ,
Nor need we fear that we may fall ;
They guide us to the light.
JOSEPH MAKINSON.
Holdrege , Neb. , Dec 25 , 1901.
HOW WOOD PULP IS TRANSFERRED | |
INTO NEWSPAPERS.
Let us consider how news paper is
made in one of the great mills of the
Adirondack Mountains , where the
giant machines , rattling on , day after
day , never stopping , are scarcely able to
supply the demand of a single Now
York newspaper. The timber , which is
felled in the forests of the North , in
winter , is floated to the mill in the
mountain streams by the spring fresh
ets , and piled up in great heaps about
the mill buildings , whose many roofs ,
chimneys and towers form a strange
picture in the wilderness against the
back-ground of cloud-topped mountains.
By being fed to shrieking saws , the
spruce logs are cut into pieces that are
no longer than a man's arm. "Bark
ing" machines , which have disks of
rapidly whirling radial knives , attack
the wood and tear off the bark. To
prevent a waste of any part of the
timber , an endless chain conveyor car
ries the bark to the boiler room , where
it is fed to the fires. Another conveyor ,
like the trottoir roulant at Paris , carries
the clean logs to the grinding room ,
where a long line of three-horned mon
sters is waitiner for them.
Flumes , beside which men are mere
pygmies , bring the mountain torrents
rushing down to the grinding room ,
feeding the energy of forest cataracts to
the great turbines. They have an enor
mous work to do. Within the iron
cases of the three-horned monsters are
grindstones of a special hardness ,
turned by the turbines. The "horns"
are hydraulic presses , which force the
logs under them against the stones.
Thus the wood is ground to pulp , the
stones eating away three feet of wood
an hour. The engineer tells us that
than ten thousand "
more "horso-power-
hours" of energy are needed to convert
one cord of spruce into pulp , and that
the mills use more power than a whole
manufacturing city in New England.
Cold water flows continuously on the
grindstones to prevent the friction set
ting fire to the wood , and the mixture
of ground wood and water which flows
away from the grinders , as a pinkish ,
gruel-like fluid , runs over dams and
through screens and drying machines ,
until , a thick mass , it is either put in
storage tanks , in bulk , or formed by
machinery into thick sheets that can be
rolled up like blankets , It is then
ground wood pulp , ready for the iaper
machines.
The sulphite pulp is prepared in a
different way. The logs , when they
come from the barking machines , are
cut up lengthwise , by "splitters , " and
crosswise , by "ohippers , " into pieces
less than an inch thick. This thickness
gives the length ofthe fiber. A "chip
per" 'with its whirling knives eats up a
hundred cords of wood in a day. By
falling on another "moving sidewalk , "
the chips are carried away to be screened
and then hand-picked , to sort out dust
and dirt , and then are carried away to
storage bins above the great sulphite
"digesters , " monster steel cylinders ,
with conical ends , standing upright in
a row. Frank Hix Fayant , in January
"Success. "
