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A CREED OF LIGHT AND LOVE.
Tlio Great Infidel's Magnificent Trl-
' bate to the liifo and Work of
.Bis Friend , Horace Scavcr ,
or Boston.
A Poem In Prose. " "
Hobert G. Ingorsoll on Sunday last
delivered the address at the funeral of
Horace Seaver , editor of the Boston
Investigator. The services were held
at Paine Memorial hall , Boston , which
was crowded with eminent free thinkers
from all parts of New England.
Colonel Ingorsoll's address was a most
impressive ono. Following is a ver
batim report :
* ' Horace Soavor was a pioneer , a
torcli-beuror , a toiler in that great flald
wo call the world a worker for his
Iff
Is lellowrmon. At the end of his task1 he
has fallen aslcop , and wo arc mot to tqll
the story of his long and useful life to
pay our tribute to his work and worth.
' Ho was ono who saw the dawn while
others lived in night. Ho kept his face
toward the 'purpling cast' and watched
the coming of the blessed days. Ho
always sought for light. Bis object
was to know , to find a reason for his
faith a fact on which to build. In
Buporstttition's sands ho sought the
goras'of truth in '
; superstition's night
"Born in Now England reared amid
the cruel superstitions of his time ho
had the manhood and the courage to in
vestigate , and ho had the good n DBS nhd
the courage to toll his honest thoughts.
Ho waa.always kind and sought to win
tho'conlldenco of men by sympathy and
\f \ Jove. . There was no taint or touch of
malice ! ! his blood. To him his fol
lows dtd-notscom depraved they were
not wbaliybad there was within the
hoarVof each the seeds of good. Ho
know that back of every thought and
act woro. forces uncontrolled. Ho wisely
'
said : 'Oircpmstanccg furnish the seed's
of good and evil , and man is but the soil
'Jn which they crow. ' Ho fought the
crdod and loved the man. Ha pitied
those who loured und shuddered at tho'
thought otdoath who dwelt in dnrii-
npfed and in dread , .
" *
vw" ' KIND AND TKND1CR.
% 'Tho.roligloii of his day filled his
heart with horror. Hoyoa kind , com-
possloim o aud tender , and could not
fall upon liis Knees before n cruel and
revengeful God ho could not bow to
ono who slew with famine , sword and
flro to ono pitiless as postllouco , re
lentless as iho lightning stroke. Joho-
vvab had no attribute that ho could lovo.
Ho utUickod the creed of Now England ,
a creed that had within it the ferocity
of Kuox , the malice of Calvin , the cru
elty of Jonathan Edwards ; n religion
that had a monster for a God ; n religion
.whoso dogmas would have shocked can
nibals /easting on babies. Horace
Sbnvorfollowed the light of his brain
the impulse of his heart. Ho was at-
luckbd , 'but ' bo answered the insullor
with u smile ; and oven lie who coined
malignant lies was treated as a friend
misled. Ho did uot usk God to forgive
his enemies ; ho forgave thom'lihnsalf.
f Ho was sincere. Sincerity is the true
und perfect inirror of the mind. It re-
I . fleets the honest thought. It is the
( " foundntlo'n of character , and without it
| i there is lib moral grandeur. Sucrod arc
ftie tips " from 'which have is-t
sued . .only truth. Over all wealth ,
above all station , above the noble , the
robed"andfthe crowned , rises the siti-
ccre .man , ' Happy' ' is the man who
neither .paints nor patches , veils nor
veneers , , " .Blessed is he who wears no
mask. The man who lies before us
wrapped in perfect peace practiced no
art to hidoor , half conceal his thought.
Hq did not "write or speak the double
words.that might be useful in retreat.
He gave a truthful transcript of his
mind andsought _ tomnke , his meaning
clear as light. To UbO his own words ,
courage which impels a
duty to hold fast his
maintain a conscience
void'Sro'lTensp at every hazard and
ovorylBacclflco in defiance of the world.
Htf-hvod to his ideal. Ho sought the
approbation of himself. Ho did not
build his character upon the opinions of
others' , and it was out * of the very
depths 'of his nature that ho asked the
profound question : - . 'What is there in
othormcn that makes us desire their
approbation , and fear their censure ,
mpr than our own ? '
" "
- - A LOYAIC1TIZEN. _
"Horace Soaver wias n good and loyal
cittzerr'ofHho neutral republic , a be
liever , in intellectual hospitality , ono
who-know that bigotry is born of ignor-
ancouud , fear , the provincialism of the
bruin. Ho did not bolpng to the tribe ,
or to the nation , but to tbo human race.
Hia sympathy was wide as want , and ,
liko'the.sky , bent above the sulloring
worU. This nmii.lmd that superb thing
which wo call moral courage courage
in ito'lrighcst form. Ho know that his
thoughts. were not the thoughts of
others that ho was with the few. and
that'-h < jro ono would take his siflo
thousands uvould bo his eager 'foes. Ho
knowthat wealth would scorn and cul
tured ignorance deride , and that all be
lievers in Jho.croeds , "buttressed by law
and ptistom , vvpujil hurl the missiles of
revenge and hate. ' He know that lies ,
like snakes , would lill the pathway of.
his life'and yot. Jie told his honest
thought , told it without hatred nnd
without contempt , told it as it really
was. And BO , through all his days , his
heart . was sound nnd stainless to
the coro. When ho enlisted in
the army whose banner is the light
the honest investigator was looked
upon as lost and cursedand even Chris
tian children hold him in contempt.
The believing ombo/,5lor , the orthodox
wife-beater oven the murderer lifted
his "bloody hands and thanked God that
on his soul there was no stain of un
belief. In nearly every state of our re
public the man who denied the absurdi
ties and impossibilities lying at the
foundation of what is called orthodox ;
religion was denied his civil rights.
Ho waa not canopied by the JEgls of
the law. Ho stood beyond the roach of ,
sympathy. He was not allowed to tes
tify against Uio , invader of his homo ,
the seeker for his life. His lips nro
closod. Ho was * declared dishonorable
be cause ho was honest. His unbelief
made him a social leper , a parlan , an
outcast. Ho was the victim of religious
hate und acorn. Arrayed against him
wore all-tho forces , all- the hypocrisies
of society. All mistakes and lies were
his enemies. Even the theist was do-
nouncod.asti disturber of the peace because -
cause ho told his thoughts in kind and
candid words. Ho was called a blas
phemer because ho sought to rescue tha
repetition of his God from the slanders
of orthodox priests.
HIS WOIIK KEWAHDKD.
Such-was the bigotry of the tirao that
natural loyo wna lost. The unbelieving
eon wu8lmtoU by his pious sire , and
oven tljOv mother's ' heart by her creed
was turned to atone. Horace Seavot
purbuod Uis way , ho worked and
wrought as best ho could in solitude and
want : Ho knew tho. day woulfl come.
Ho lived to bo rewarded for his toil , to
see most of the laws repealed "that had
made outcasts of thenoblostv the wisest
and the best. He-livcsa'to see the fore
most preachers of the \vorld attack the
sacred creeds ! HD * liyed to boo the
sciences released "irpni > superstition's
clutch. Ho Mved'ta'sepi the orthodox
theologian take hls'plapoxwlth the pro
fessor of the black artythe/ortuno teller
and astrologer. 'HerUveIfosue tha best
and greatest oE the- world accept his
thought ; to se'o the'SliQologians displac
ed by the great tind-trub priests of nature
turo , by Ilumbolt and Parjvin , by Hux
ley ana Haeckol..Withintho narrow
compass of his .life" , the t world \yas
changed. The railway , thaBteamship ,
the telegrap"h > made all * nhtions neigh
bors ; countless inveuWbTiSi have made
the luxuries of the past ther necessities
of to-day. Life has boorffonrfchod and
man ennobled. Tho'poolo lst has road
the records of frostatidrfljimb , of wind "
find rain ; the astronomer -Has told"tho
story of the stars ; -the "bipjogist 'has '
sought the germ of life , .and * in every
department of - knoxvlecjgo the
torch" of-- science sheds' * .its- sacred
light. The ancient creeds have
grown absurd ; the miracles nro
small and moan ; the inspired book' is
filled with fables told to please a child
ish world , and the dogma of eternal
pain now shocks the heaj-t and brain.
Ho 'lived to seo/a monument , unveiled
to Bruno In the city of Rome to Gior
dane Bruno , that great man who 289
years ago sulTorod death .by fire from
having proclaimed tha truths that since
have filled the world with joy. 'Ho lived
to sco the victim of the church * a victor ;
'
lived to HOO his mo'mory honored by a
nation freed from { .npul chain's. Ho
worked knowing wha ( the ondtmust bo ,
expecting little while ho * lived ; but lie
know that every fact In the wide uni
verse was on his sido. Ho know that
truth can wait , and so ho worked pa
tient oa eternity. Ho had the brain of
a philosopher and the heart'of a child.
A MAX OF CO5IMOK SENSE.
"Horace Soavor was a man of com
mon sense. By that I moan ono who
knows the low , of average. Ho denied
the Bible , not on account of what has
boon discovered in astronomy , or the
length of time it took to form the delta
of the Nile. But ho compared the
things ho found in the inspired book ,
with what ho know. Ho know that an
tiquity added nothing to probability ,
that lapse of time can never take
the Tiluco of cause , and that
the dust can never gather thick
enough upon mistakes to made .them
equal with the truth. Ho know that
the old by no possibility could have
boon moro wonderful than the now ,
and that the present is a perpetual
torch by which > yo know the past , To
him all miracles nro mistakes , whoso
parents were cunning nnd credulity. '
Ho know that miroles were not , be
cause they were not. Ho believed in
the sublime , unbroken and eternal
marches of causes ami effocta , denying
chaos of chance and the caprice of
power. He testified the past by the
now , and judged of ull the men and
graces of the world by those ho knew.
Ho bollovod iu religion of free thought
and'good deed , of character , of sincer
ity , of honest endeavor , of cheerful
liopo , of sympathy , and above all , in the
religion of tovo arid liberty , in a r&-
ligion of every day , for the world In
which wo llvo , for tlio present ; the re
ligion of roof and raiment , of food , of
intelligence , of Intellectual hospitality :
the religion that gives health and hap
piness , freedom and content. In the
religion of work , in the coromonios'of
honqst labor , ho lived for this world ;
if there bo another lie will live for that.
Ho did what he could tor.
the destr jetton' of ' fear , the de
struction of the imaginary monster
who tortures the many in''poruitidn. ;
Ho was the friend of all the world , nnd
sought to civilize the human race.
For more than fifty years he labored
to free the bodies and souls of men , and
many thousands have read his words
with joy. Ho nouglit the suffering and1
oppressed. Ho sat by those in pain ,
and his hand was laid in pity on the
brow of death. Ho uskod only to ho
treated as ho treated others He askod'
for only what he earned , and io had
the manhood cheerfully accept the
consequences * ofhis actions. Ho ex
pected no reward for the goodness of
another. '
nis Jura's WORK DONIS.
"But ho'ftas lived his life. Wo
should shod up tears of gratitude. Wo
should rejoice that ho lived so long. In
nature's course his time hud come , the
four seasons wore complete in him.
The spring could never come again.
Ho had taken life's seven stops ; the
measure of his years was full. When
the day -is 'done , when the \vork of a
life is finished , when the gold of eve
ning-meets the dusk of night , beneath
the silent stars the tired laborers
should frill asleep. To outlive useful
ness in a double death.
" 'Let mo not -live after my flame
lacks oil , to'-'bo the snull of younger
spirits. '
'rWhon thoold'6ak _ is visited in vain
by spring , when light nnd rain no longer
thrill , it is not well to stand leafless ,
desolate and ulono. It' is bettor far to
fall whore nature softly covers all with
with woven , moss-crooning vino. How
littlo. after all , wo know of what is ill
or well. How little of this wondrous
stream of cataracts and nools. this
stream of life that rises in a world un
known and ilows to that mysterious sea
whose shor6 the foot of ono who comes
hath never pressed. How little of this
wo know ; this struggling ray of light
twixt gloom and gloom ; this strip of
land by verdure clad , between the un
known wastes ; this throbbing moment
tilled with love and painthis ; dream
that lies .between the shadowy shore of
sloop and 'dqath. Wo stand upon
this verge 3f < ci5uinbtlng time. Wo love ,
wo hope , wo" mttyppear. Again wo min
gle with thofltiat and the 'knot intri
cate'forever falls apart. But this wo
know , a n6mbr life enriches all the
world. HorTftft 'Soavor ' lived for others ;
ho accepted"'toll ' and hope deferred.
Poverty was'liU' ' portion. Like Socra
tes , ho did rtoVflbok to adorn his body ,
but rather ms6ul with the jewels of
charity , modb'iw , courage , and , above
all , with a 16ve of liberty.
uFarowoll $ > rObravo and modest manl
Your lips , ttowcon which ran truth
burst into bloss''m. nro forever closed.
Your Iovingvli6'flrt has ceased to boat ,
your busy b3iili9 | still , and from your
hand has doomed the sacred torch.
Your noble , Bhlpdonylnglifo has honor
ed us arid wfiwUl honor you. You were
my friend anu f was yours. Above your
silent clay I pay this tribute to yojr
worth. Farewell J'
Iu Pccrot Flnceg.
6ooi | ll'o/xfo.
Untrathcrofl beauties pf a bounteoua earth ,
\Vild flowers which crow on mountain
paths untrod ,
White water llllles looking up to God
From solitary tajus and human worth
Doing meoMuty ttmt no glory gains ,
Iloroio souls , iu BOO rot places sown
To llvo. tp suffer , aoat6 diouuUaown
Are not that loveliness , and all those pains
Wasted ! Alas , then does It not sufllco
'Ihat God Is on tno mountain , by the lake ,
And In such simple duty , for whoso sake
His children gave their very blood aa prlcol
The Father sees ! If this does not repay ,
What else ) For pluoku'l flowers fuilo , uud
praxes slay I
DIAMOND CHAMPIONS IN ' 68 ,
TJio Famous Occidentals , Champion
'Ball learn of the West.
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ONLY ONE DEFEAT IN TWO YEARS
the Record of tlio Palls
City Team How Tlicy ISent the
iSt. , . > Joj Hay MI ikpiM Old
. , < . Tune Wall Cranks.
How it Was Done Yrars Ago.
A grontiimmy people tallc and write
aboubthe bnso ball crnnlc as though ho
wore a novelty a creature of the gen
eration.
What nonsense ! Why , base ball
boat' the railroads into Nebraska , and
the fever raged with an intensity im
possible to this hustling dollar-getting
generation. .
Go baclc twenty years and recall the
time when a lot of big , over-grown
fanner boys from the furrows around
Falls City came out in red llanuol
shirts und velveteen pants and sot the
state by the ears with their playing.
Falls City at that time wasn't half as
large as Cleveland's vote in Posoy
county , but every maa in the place was
a ball gran Ic.
It was'iio unusual thing to see eighteen -
teen mon fict out and slug and stop and
run. the bases for hours every day ,
while the other thirteen inhabitants
bet oven dollars on runs.
Dave Holt was county treasurer at
that time , and as cramo a follow , BO tra
dition has it , as over lived. Dave liked
the game and was a rattling good player
himself. More than this , ho had
monoy.
Along about ' 08 ho sorted out nine of
the best players in the place and hired
them to travel with him. Among them
wore Tommy Wilson' Frank Adams ,
H. N. McGrow , Amos Jennings , Elinor
Frank , Alvln Frank and Will Dorring-
ton. And what a green -looking lot of
lads they were ; called themselves the
Occidentals ,
All the local teams foil before them ,
and one day Holt Bald ho guessed he'd '
take his boys down to the state fair at
Nebraska City and make a fight for the
state championship and the silvor-
tipped rosewood bat that accompanied
the title.
On the Sunday morning before the
day sot for the start , several members
of the team stood before the postolllco
waiting for the mall to open. A couple
of thorn got Into the street and began
to flo u little buttery work. Presently
twp tall , athletic country boys stopped
oil the walk and began to play with the
others. And libw they did swallow the
bull I It didn't matter whore it went ,
or how swift , they caught it as though
it was the easiest sort of play.
McGrew backed up against the post-
ofllco to watch the strangers. Pretty
soon one of thorn stopped up alongside
liim and said :
"Say , miater. I guess I know you. "
"I guess not , " said Mao.
'Didn't you play with the Carleton ,
Illinois , club once ? " the stranger per
sisted.
"Yos , I just came from there , and I
guess I do recollect you now. Where
aid you come froraV"
"Why , I'm Henry Finch , and that's
CJ harley Finch , my brother. Wo'ro the
Finch brothers , of Jerspyvllle , Illinois.
Do you remember us now ? "
Yes , Mao remembered. Those Jor-
soyvillo boys had only the year before
walloped the Carleton club so badly
that it wont to pieces through sheer
disgust. The Finch boys had worked
straight through the diamond. Henry
was catcher , Jim pltcherv and Charley
second baseman , und there were no
bettor amateursin _ the country.
Mac's lirst question was about Jim ,
and the boys said ho had stayed at Jor-
eeyvillo.
"Well , what are you doing ? "
"That's ojir wagon over there , " said
Charley , pointing out a white-topped
prairie s > choonor on the nillsido oppo
site.
site.That
That night Mac wont ever to Captain
Tommy Wilson's and told him about the
'
Finch'boj'b. "They're just the finest
players ni the west , and if wo can get
them wo want to do it , " ho urged.
"What can they do ? " nsked Tommy.
"Do ? why they boat every club in
Illinois , and whipped St. Louis on her
own grounds. They are wonders. "
Next morning old man Finch agreed
to lot the boys oft for $23 apiece and
away the whole nine went in a huge
noisy stage to Nebraska City. When
the vehicle drew up in frontof the hotel ,
and the boys tumbled out , their "jay"
appearance and homely uniform made
lots of fun for the Omaha players , who
sat outside watching the country clubs
como in and guying each in turn.
The Oirnilia's then as noTv had good
players and lota of. money Behind them.
McNanmra , the wholosalojiquor dealer ,
( lie is dead now ) was their backer , and
ho had brought along $0,000 to prove
his faith in his team.
The Occidentals ( Said nothing but
wont in and won the aeries and cham
pionship , defeating every club on the
ground und threshed the Omahas as
badly as the Pawnees. McNamara and
other Omaha sports lostovor$0OUO , it'ia
said , betting on their club.
After this there was nothing too good
for the Occidentals. Holt took them to
Lawrence , Kansas , Leaven worth , St.
Joe , KUIIBOS City , Onrnhu all .ovor the
western country. They , boat every
thing in sight , not losing u single game
on the tour.
The Haymakers of St. Joe gave thorn
the toughest light they had anywhere.
It was u warm clear day mid thousands
of people were out to sco their crack
team oat up the Nebraska men. Holt
drove out to the grounds in an open
carriage and bet with every man who
would rislc a dollar.
Luck seemed to bo against the visit
ors that day. They wouldn't Jlouch the
rod-huirod pitcher who opposed thorn ,
and at the end of the eighth the score
was three to four against them.
St. Joe couldn't ' score in her half , and
the lirst Occidental struck out. The
next man got to lirst , and stuck thoro.
"McGrow at but , " culled the scoror.
' "Como over hero"shouted , Holt from
his carriage.
When the plivyor stood beside him
Holt told him that every dollar lie had
on earth was bet on that gaino and if
tlioy lost It bomothing would occur to
startle folks , and ho tapped significant
ly on his pistol pocket.
The batter faced the plate so fright
ened ho couldn't ECO out to second base ,
and his knees knocked together like
custanota.
"Ono strike , " the umpire called }
then another , and the audience fairly
liowlod with , delight. The third bull
sailed through like a bullet , and in de
spair Mao swung out at } t und ran for
dear life clear around the bases. Ho
couldn't BOO or hoar much of anything ,
and ho didn't Itnow whether ho had hit
the ball or not , but came homo like u
race horse.
Then they told him bo had knocked
the ball clear out of the > flold for a homo
run. ' " > '
Talk about fans and cranks ! Tha
cranks that day didn't lot.that boy
touch grounds for hours. They carried
him to his rooms , to supper , und out
again , up and down the streets. The
Nebraska farmers owned Stt Joe that
night , and no one said no to it. i
When they got back to their native
fields 'and brooks again they found a
weighty contract to 1111. .Tho Cincin
nati Reds wore on their way to-pluy the
San Francisco litiglos , and they tele
graphed ahead that they ) would play a
game at Omaha with the campion team
of Nebraska.
Accordingly the lads with the vel
veteen trousers were summoned to play.
It was their first and only defeat , but
was excusable , for no team had hit
McBride hard in those days , and the
Occidentals were lucky to hold the Bcda
down to seventeen runs.
After a few yearp the Otoes , of Ne
braska City , won the championship
( the Occidentals having disbanded ) and
Saycr , one of the Otocs , now employed
in this city by Byron Hoed & Co. , has
the rosewood bat with the silver tip.
All the members of ihp team lire
alive yet ; and all live Within a radius
of 500 miles of Omaha. The Finch bdys
are farmers near Phillipsburg , Kan.
Tommy Wilson is dealing in mining
stocks out at Aspen. Col. * Ho' was or
dained a minister , and for two or thi'eo
years pUst has been preaching at
Boulder , Col. FrankAdnmb is a
gambler and a coiIcing good one. Col
onel McCord and the boys about town
all know -Inni. At present ho is iri
Chicago on business. ' . ,
Ono of the boys who knew Wilson
and Adams when tlioy wore youths ,
says that Tommy was the 6ne whom
everyone thought was ou'the ? "highway ,
etc. , and that never Wits1 there a moro
sanctified youth than Adams. Hut
that's the way it goes in this world ; just
when you nro most certain that you can
call the turn on a man , you are re
minded that white" moil are mighty un
curtain. '
McGrow is connected' ' with the Re
publican. Amos Jennings , is in Lin
coln. Elmer and Alvln',1'Vank1 repre
sent Uncle Sam in the office of tlio
clerk of the United States circuit
rourt , Elmer was a very clover loft
fielder , und Alvin was not a bit boltind
him in center. Will Dorrington , who
played right field , owns a furniture
store at Falls City.
F. A. PUTNAM.
TIlOlllllH.
Harriet Ftancttie Cra
The everlasting hills I tlioy liujp. ) ma round
And hold mo eafu within tills niirrow viilo.
From all tlio world's grodt turmoil .uot a
sound i
Doth penetrate those Bllanc < is profpum ) .
All , life is a paraalso iu this fulr yalol
At morning all ttio cast crows vivid red
Anil all the hills rolled tlio rotty llRlit : '
At uunsot worm and mellow royn annulled
Adown tlio valley , while the mountain head
Stands for u moment bathed In glory
bright. B ' / < i '
Then , hko a bcmj , ' pure nnd fair Apribw ,
Tlio full moon rises grandly o'er tlio lill
And mounting ranlUiward , Horono and'stow ' ,
She pours u Hood of llht , on all below
Anil views her face in inyriuil jnouutaln
Bills.
Ah , this Is peace I to llvo at nature1 * side ,
To wulk with her at morn mid iloon and
eve ,
To wander free with nature for a uufde ,
To drift and dream upon 1fit's | quint tide ,
To mid from worldly pares u sweet rP-
jinevo.
i .
Vigor , vitality and a hpaltliy uppo-
tlto , imparted by u little Angostura
liitlora every morning. Solo Manufac
turers Dr. J. G. B. Stegort & KOIIB , At
ull druggists.
