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A BACHELOR'S OPINION. OOH, pooh! Us nonsense, boys, I say, To think the birds should choose this day For billing and for cooing. Its only silly folk, like you, Who have no better work to do, That waste their time, and money, too, In such n senseless wooing. You'd better save your precious dimes, Instead of sending silly rhymes, Just like a pack of ninnies, But no) you needs must rack your brains And have yuur labor for your pains, .Inditing sentimental strains To Polltes, Kates and Minnies. And as for wh.it they send to you, Dear, dear, it's stuff and nonsense, too, With more of rliymc than reason. They'd bettor far bo at their books, Or learn to bo good, useful cooks, Then sending valentines, odzooksl Both in and out of season. What, what? a valentine torm^f Do hurry, boys, and let mo see— Who sent it now, I wonder? It must have been tho Widow Grey, I've often seen her look this way, Well, well, I'll let her name the day— A comic one, by thunder! -Helen Whitney Clark, In Good Housekeeping. ZOE'S VALENTINE. The Happy Ending of a Disastrous Beginning. (Jr\$ DON'T see what /I IHI Cousin Zoe wanted to send a valentine for, anyhow. She's awful o/d/ Most nineteen, I guess. When I get as old as tJiat, I'm certain I won't care about sending valentines. But she did, and she asked me to post it on my way to school. 1 had a good mind to refuse because she wouldn't let me see the valentine she got the day before. I thought it was real mean of her, when I showed her all mine. But I got to see it, anyway, for Cousin Zoe sent me to get -a ball of blue Gcrmantown zephyr out of her drawer the same day, and there was the valentine right beside it. I suppose I hadn't ought to, but I couldn't help taking just one peep at it; and then I knew why she wouldn't show it to me, for it was a comic one— the very comicalest one I ever saw. It was a picture of a big, stout woman, with a long, red nose. Cousin Zoe's nose is a little long, and she is sort of stout, too. I know she hates to be stout, too, for she wears her dresses just as tight. But I didn't tell her I looked at the valentine. I knew she felt mortified about it. And she said if I would post the valentine for her, and not tell a single soul about it, she'd give me a whole bandbox full of silk scraps for my crazy-quilt. I was real glad to get them, for I was afraid Susy Dawe would finish her quilt before I did. Her sister Cassy is a dress-maker, and so she gets lots of scraps. So I said I'd take it, and I tucked it under my arm and started. Btit when I got to the post-office, it wasn't there— the valentine, I mean—and I went back three blocks to look for it, but couldn't find it, and 1 came near being late to school on account of it. I felt so worried about it, too, that I missed my spelling lesson, and got kept in all recess. I told Susy Dawe about it at dinner-time. Of course, Cousin Zoe wouldn't mind Susy knowing it. Only she didn't want grandma and Uncle Dave and brother Robbie to know, because they'd be sure to tease her. And Susy asked right away who the valentine was to. "Jo Hazard," I told her. And then she said: "Why don't you bxty another and send him, Bab?" (My name is Barbara, but everybody calls me Bab.) "He won't know but what it's the same one," she says. Sure enough! I hadn't thought of that. Susy always was smarter than me. So I asked her if she would go to the store with me to buy one, and she said she would. The store was right around the corner on Prairie avenue, so we had time WE DROPPED IT IK A LETTEB-ftOX. enough to go before school began again. "Was it a pretty one or a comic one?" she asked, as we hurried along. I hadn't seen it, of course, but I was most certain it was a pretty one. Jo Hazard and Cousin Zoe used to be great friends, and he was always coming to our house, and taking her to singing-school or sleigh-riding, and other places. Hut something happened—I never knew what it was. But I know Cousin Zoe and Joe had some sort of fulling out, and he stopped coming-. And Zoe felt bad about ft, too. J see that plain, as th* everybody says. Bttt /don't care. I'd rather be smart than pretty any day. And so I told vSusy that I thought it must have been a pretty one. "It's likely Cousin Zoe wants to make up with him," I said, "by sending him a real pretty valentine." For I always judge other people by myself, and I know that's the way I would do if I wanted to make friends with anybody. And so Susy and I picked out the very prettiest valentine (that didn't cost too much) in the whole store. Hut there were such lots and lots of 'em, it was hard work to choose. Susy wanted me to take one with silk fringe, all round it, and a tiny little looking-glass in one side, framed in gold, with a verse under it that said: " Look In the glass and you Trill see The dearest ono on earth to me." But I didn't exactly like that, and, besides, I had found a prettier one. It was bordered with a wreath of for- get-me-nots, and in the center was a silver dove, holding out a leaf, and on the leaf was written: " Forgive and forget." I thought that would be very appropriate. And Susy thought so, too. • So I bought it, and a big envelope to put it in; and before I sealed it up I put in one of Zoe's cards that I happened to have in my pocket, so he would be sure it was from her. And then I got the lady we bought it of to direct it to Mr. Jo Hazard, because I always run the 'words down hill when I am directing an envelope. And then we dropped it in a letterbox, and ran to school just as the first bell was ringing. I didn't feel quite right about it, though, and I kept out of Cousin Zoe's way as much as I could when I got home. I had half a mind to tell her what I had done, but then I was afraid she would be angry, and not give me the quilt-pieces. So I made up my mind not to say any thing about it. Cousin Zoe was in the kitchen, helping grandma get supper, when I got home, and I slipped into the parlor and went to practicing my music-lesson till it was ready. I believe I would have stayed away from my supper if I had dared. But I knew that wouldn't do. Grandma would be sure I was sick, and give me a dose of medicine and some gruel—and I hate gruel almost as bad as I do medicine. So I went to supper, and ate quite a good deal, considering my conscience was troubling me so. But I couldn't help quaking every time Cousin Zoe looked at me. She did not say any thing about the valentine that night, for I took good care not to give her a chance. But the next morning, just as I was starting to school, she pounced out of THEN I LOOKED DOWN AND BEGAN TO CBY. the parlor, with her sweeping-cap and gloves on, and said: "All right, Bab?" And I said: "All right." I hoped, away down in my heart, that it was all right, and I thought it was, I'm sure. Anyway, I had done the best /could to make it right. But I couldn't get rid of a guilty feeling all day. Even at recess, when Susy and the other girls were playing "King William" and "Oats, peas, beans and barley grows," I sat at my desk, with my head on my arm, thinking how wicked I had been to lose Cousin Zoe's valentine and then tell a story about it. But that night, when supper was over and I was studying my history lesson, Zoe came in with a big bandbox full of the prettiest silk scraps, and emptied them out on my lap. And then I broke down and commenced to cry and told her the whole story, "I won't take one- of your pieces," I said, "if I never finish my silk quilt." And Cousin Zoe! I'll never forget how she looked. But at that very minute the door-bell rang, and she hurried away to open it. I didn't learn much of my history that night, though I sat up later than common studying it. But when I had put away my books and gone upstairs to go to bed, Cousin Zoe came in and kissed me, and she looked so bright and happy I couldn't help asking what had happened. And her cheeks got as red as if she was ashamed of something, but she said: "Nothing has happened, only Jo Hazard has been here, and—and it's all right, Bab. And I'm so thankful you didn't send the one I gave you, for it was that comic one I got the other day. I thought he had sent it to me, and I was going to send it back again. But he hadn't sent it after all and—and we are both thankful to you for what you did." "Oh, Zoe, did you tell him?" I cried. "Why, of course! I couldn't let him think J sent it, when J didn't," she explained. "But it's—it's all right, Bab, and he told me to thank you for him." I didn't see why he should thank ine, and I couldn't imagine what Cousin Zoe meant by looking BO happy, and saying it was all right. But I was glad it was, aud my heart felt lighter than it haxi for two days. When I we»t to school the aest w* »»y attws to teesosi, J the valentine that T thought I hart lost. And then I remembered thai I had put it there after I started, so it wouldn't got crumpled and had forgotten all about it. I hadn't used the atlas the day before, because we only have map-questions twice a week. I took the valentine home and gave it to Cousin Zoo, and she burnt it up. She has got two new silk dreascs lately, and she gave me the scraps from both of them, and Jo Hazard gave me a pretty work-box with a silver thimble, "to pay for his valentine," he said, and to use in making my crazy-quilt. Last night, when I came home from school, I found grandma and Cousin Zoe had tacked down a new carpet in the parlor, and were putting up some new curtains to the windows. I asked grandma what they were fixing xip so nice for, but she only said school-girls mustn't ask questions. But I think I can r/uess what it's for. Jo Hazard comes here oftcner than he ever did. and Zoe wears a brand-new gold ring on her finger. And, besides, I saw her reading a recipe for wedding cake, the other day.—Helen Whitney Clark, in Golden Days. THE HAPPIEST PEOPLE. Congenial Occupation Conducive to Good Nature. The Earl of Derby in an address to the Scientific and Technological School of Liverpool, an institution of which he was one of the founders, said: "Having known men of many professions, I should say that the happiest lives are those which have been devoted to science. Every step is interesting, and the success of those who do succeed is lasting. "What General, wl-at orator, what statesman, what man of letters can hope to leave a memory like that of Darwin? An invalid in health, a man who seldom stirred from home; a man until his later years very little known to the outer world, but who from his quiet study revolutionized the thought of Europe, and will be remembered as long as Newton and Bacon. "If fame be ever worth working for (I do not say it is) that kind of fame is surely the most durable, and the most desirable of all." These words are true of the disinterested men of science. We have never had in this country men more uniformly cheerful and good-tempered than Franklin, Rittenhouse and Jefferson, who spent most of the leisure of their livss in the pursuit of knowledge; and Prof. Agassiz was noted for the buoyancy of his spirits in every company where he felt at home. But we can say something similar of every person who has a pursuit suited to his talents and circumstances. The happy people are th.ey who have an occupation which they love, apart from any advantage it may bring them, one that they pursue with generous ardor. It is the element of disinterestedness that cheers their lives, whether they are engaged in ordinary or extraordinary avocations; and this is the reason why earnest students have such a keen enjoyment of existence.— Youth's Companion. LOVE AT PLAY. The wind and storm came down amain; Rough voices sang a blithe refrain. A child came begging in the rain (Sing, O, the good Saint Valentine!); His face was fair as flowers in May. I could not send the boy away; It was The merry holiday Of good Saint Valentine. I filled his little hands with bread; He turned aside his golden head, His sweet eyes dim with tears unshed (Sing, O, the good Saint Valentine I). I gave him gold; yet lifted he A look so piteous sweet to me, I marveled what his prayer might b» (Sing, O, Saint Valentine '.). I brought him all my gifts in vaini His tears fell fast as summer rain. My heart grew soft with tender pain (Sing, O, tho good Saint Valentine!), " What would you, Sweet, with me?" I said, And stooped and kissed his shining head, Then, laughing, from my arms he fled (Sing, O, Saint Valentine!). Ah! then I knew the youngster gay Had come to beg my heart away, Because it was tho merry day Wu keep for good Saint Valentine. A tiny hand of scorn at me He pointed, wild with elftn glee. " I have what I would have;" said he (Sing, O, Saint Valentine!). The people sang their rude refrain; Tho boy flew, laughing-, through tho rain. I shall not have my heart again (Sing, O, the good Saint Valentine!), For love has begged it quite away; I will not have it if I may. Sing, O, the merry holiday Of good Saint Valentine! —Margaret Johnson, in Harper's Young People. Civility. Be chary of uttering uncivil words. Let all rude, blunt expressions die upon the lips. Strangle disagreeable home-truths at their birth, and bite the tongue that would voice a bitter gibe. But spare no civil words; they cost you nothing and cheer the heart of the pilgrim journeying over rough roads. Point out the unpleasantnesses that may possibly lie at the turning of his, path—praise him for his bravery, commend his toil, cheer him with your ready sympathy—for such civility is like allowing another to light his candle at your own—it takes nothing from your flame, but gives brilliancy to him who was before in gloom.—Detroit Free Press. My Wish, Haste, Cupid, to my lady fair, This softly to her speak: No Easter oftoring I care,Nor Christmas gift would seek. No New Year greeting can bring glee; For only this I pine: 'Tis that ma tulle will give to ma Her heart for Valentine! —Life. —Lady (to servant applying for a place)—"Your recommendations seem satisfactory. Have you any followers?" "Yes, ma'am, but only a Platonic one." "And pray, what do you mean by Platonic?" "Why, ma'am, of course, one that doesn't come to the mistress' kitchen for his dinner, ma"an»."—Fiie- gende Blaetter. —- - Do you remember my first, love letter to you, dear?" she asked. "Yes," he replied, "I r»weroeiaher yojj Celled fcoging with twg #'&' V¥a»te» Blade. THE NATION'S WEAL Last Address of Secretary of the Treasury William Windoin. The (Oountry's 1'rosperlty Dependent Upon Its CrnnniRrco -A. Comprehensive Ilcvicw of the Monetury Situation. On the evening of January 29. at a banquet of the New York Hoard of Trade at Delmonico's, the lato Mr. Wina<Jin responded to the toast, "Our Country's Prosperity Dependent Upon Ttsln- Btmmonts of Commerce," in the following words: I am to speak briefly of the instruments of commerce in their relation to the wealth and prosperity of the conn- try. The subject is very broad and my time very limited. I shall, therefore, confine my remarks to the two chief instrumentalities of commerce— transportation and money. A nation's wealth and prosperity arc usually in proportion to the extent and success of its commerce, and commerce itself is dependent upon the adequacy and adaptation of these two essential instruments. The history of all civilized countries attests the fact that the nation best equipped in these respects rapidly becomes the most powerful, the richest and the most prosperous. Our own country i» no exception to the rule. No nation has ever fostered more liberally or protected more carefully its internal and coastwise trade than we have done, and the resultant magnitude and prosperity of our domestic commerce is, I believe, without a parallel in the history of the world. We have more miles of railroad thai! all Europe, Asia and Africa combined. The floating tonnage of the United States engaged in coastwise , commerce and on our lakes and rivers is very far in excess of that of any other nation. One or two comparisons will convey some idea of this stupendous commerce. The tonnage which passed through the Detroit river alone during the 234 days of navigation in 1889 exceeded by 2,468,127 .tons the entire British and' foreign tonnage which entered 'and cleared at London and Liverpool that year in the foreign and coastwise trade. The freight which passed through the St. Mary's Falls Canal in 1890 exceeded by 2,357,876 tons the entire tonnage of all nations which passed through the Suez Canal in 1880. The freight carried on railroads of the United States in 1890 exceeded by over 86,000,000 tons the aggregate carried on all the railroads of the United Kingdom, Germany, France and Russia in 1889. In manufactures, agriculture and increase of wealth America led the world. On the other hand the foreign carrying trade had steadily declined ever since. In 1883 the discriminating duties and tonnage dues provided by the First Congress, were removed. Once 95 per cent. of our imports and 89 per cent, of our exports were carried in American bottoms, and our merchant marine became the boast of evei-y citizen and the envy of the world. Now, so far as foreign trade is concerned, our shipyards are comparatively silent, and our " flag has almost disappeared from the high seas. The relative decline in our foreign shipping has been constant and alarming, until in 1889 only 12% per cent. of our imports and exports was carried in American bottoms, being the smallest percentage in any year since the formation of the Government, To remedy this condition of things a resort to the legislation of 1789 is out of the question, because treaties with several foreign countries stand in the way. I would recommend that sufficient subsidies be paid to American ships to encourage their construction and to enable them to hold their own against the foreign mercantile marine. It would cost money, but it would pay. The foreign commerce of America for the past twenty-five years amounted to 8*9,405.124,930. Estimating the cost of transportation at 10 per cent, of the value of the goods, we have an expenditure of about S3, 000, 000, 000, at least SO per cent, of which, $3,400,000,000 has been paid to the foreign ship-owners. If we add to this 520,000,000 a year paid for passage money we have a grand total of 53,900,000,000 paid to foreign labor and capital during the last quarter of a century, a sum larger by nearly $200,000,000 than the maximum of our bonded debt growing out of the late war. Are not the benefits which would accrue from paying these sums to our own people worth saving? Suppose that for twenty-five years we had given 85,000,000 a year in aid of our foreign shipping and reduced by that amount the prepayments of our bonded debt should we riot have been far better oft' than we are now? So strong had our position become under the protective policy of the first twenty-five years of National life that our merchant- marine continued to be prosperous so long as wooden vessels were the only vehicles of ocean commerce and other nations refrained from heavy subsidies to their ships. But when wooden vessels began to be supplanted by iron steamers, and European Governments poured their contributions into the treasuries of their steamship companies, the decadence of American shipping begau and has continued ever since. If we would regain our lost prestige, reinstate our flag upon the ocean, and upon the markets of the world to American producers, we must make the contest with the same weapons which, h».Te proved so successful in the hands of our rivals. The folly and danger of depivii ding upon our competitors for the u,*ans of reaching competitive markets can not be estimated. Shall we give that protection and support to our foreign merchant marine that other nations give to theirs, or which we freely give to all other great interests, or shall we accept as inevitable our present shameful position? J regret to say that the uniform record of indifference, if not actual hostility, during the past fifty years affords little reason for encouragement. In fact, the tendency of late has been to surrender to foreigners even our domestic conMpner^e rather than to assert om> oY*Sfc ijj^on the ocean. Disorimixatioug $fep fBP$fc astonishing character have » ,*., 3~ ™ Treasury regulations, in favor of Canadian railroad lines and steamships against our own. Presidents of the United States have repeatedly expressed the National humiliation and appealed to Congress for action in behalf of our rapidly-vanishing merchant marine, but thus far their words have fallen upon deaf ears. It is as essential to commerce that the currency with which it is conducted be adapted, both in quantity and quality, to the wants of trade as that the vehicles of transportation should be adapted to their purposes. The ideal financial system would be one that should furnish just enough of absolutely sound currency to meet the legitimate wants of trade and no more, and that should have enough elasticity of volume to adjust itself to the varying necessities of the people. Could sueh a circulating medium be secured the gravest commercial disasters which threaten our future might be avoided. These disasters unusual caused money have always come when activity in business has an abnormal demand for as in the autumn, for the movement of our immense crops. There will always be great danger at those times under any cast-iron system of currency such as we now have. II ad it not been for the peculiar condition which enabled the United States to disburse over $75,000,000 in about two and a half months last autumn I am firmly convinced that the stringency in August and September would have resulted in widespread financial ruin. Like commercial relations will frequently occur, but it is not probable that they can be encountered and their consequences averted by like action of the Government, nor is it desirable that such power should be lodged with the Secretary of the Treasury. I am thoroughly convinced that a better method can be devised which will, in a large degree, place the power of expansion and contraction in the hands of the people themselves. The opportunity for securing such a currency may be found in our bonded debt, which should, in my judgment, be in part exchanged for in- terconvertible bonds bearing a low rate of interest and always interchangeable for money at the will of the holder. The quality of circulation is even more important than the quantity. Numerous devices for enlarging credit may, and often do, avert the evils of a deficient circulation and a z-edundance may sometimes modify its own evils before their results become universal, but for the baleful effects of a debased and fluctuating currency there is no remedy except by the costly and difficult return to sound money. As poison in the blood permeates arteries, veins, nerves, brain and heart and speedily brings paralysis or death, so does a debased or fluctuating currency permeate all the arteries of trade, paralyze all kinds of business and bring disaster to all classes of people. It is as impossible for commerce to flourish with such an instrument as it is for the human body to grow strong and vigorous with a deadly poison lurking in the blood. Such a currency is bad enough in domestic trade, but it is absolutely fatal to the prosperity of foreign commerce. The nation that attempts to conduct its foreign trade with a currency of uncertain value or of inferior quality is placed at a fearful disadvantage. It would seem superfluous to impress this universal and well-known experience were it not too apparent that this Nation had been in danger of repeating the costly experiment with just such a currency. The tendency of events has recently been in that direction, and the apprehension of danger created thereby has caused the loss since December 1 of over §24,000,000 of gold from the Treasury and of probably a much larger amount from the circulation. I am happy to say, however, that this peril seems now to have passed, and it is to be hoped its evil effects will soon disappear. The "sober second thought" of the people is asserting itself as usual, and signal lights of safety are here and there becoming visible. Let me speak very plainly on this most important subject. Believing that there is not enough of either gold or silver in the world to meet the necessities of business, I am an earnest bimetalist, and concede to no one a stronger desire than I feel for the free and unlimited coinage of silver as soon as conditions can be reached, through international agreements or otherwise, by which such coinage shall be safe. But it is my firm conviction that for this country to eater upon that experiment now would be extremely disastrous, and that it would result not in bimetalism, but in silver monomet- alisni. I believe it would produce a swift and sure contraction, and eventually reduce the market value of silver. Let me briefly suggest some of my reasons for this belief. Free and unlimited coinage of silver by the United States while.the other great nations pursue an opposite policy would invite all the owners of that metal throughout the world to exchange 871% grains of pure silvei-, worth about S3 cents, for 28.32 grains of pure gold worth everywhere 100 cents. Nearly a\l the nations of Europe ai'e anxious to exchange their silver for gold, and they would accept so tempting- an offer. The mine statistics of the Treasury Department show that the stock of full legal tender silver in Europe amounts to $1,101,400,000 and that of this amount the banks of France, Germany, Austria and Hungary, the Netherlands and Belgium hold $428,866,605. A large part of these vast stocks of silver would be ready for transfer to us at once aud the swiftest steamers would be employed to deliver it to the Treasury in order that, with the proceeds, the owners might buy gold exchange on Europe before our stock of gold should be exhausted. Would our own people await the arrival of these silver argosies from Europe before acting? Not unless the Yankee has lost the quick scent of danger and forgotten hi 1 * cunning 1 . Bank depositors, trust companies, the holders of United States notes and gold certificates would instantly lock up all the gold at command and join the panic-inspired procession to the Treasury, eash and all anxious to be in time to golden prfee Iselore $ waj> greyhound could land its stive* iar£« ftfc New York the last gold dollar witWHL reach would be safely hidden away iflij private boxes and in the vaults of safe cL&>^ posits companies to be brought olifcoiily by a high premium for exportati<rfJ*C'' This sudden retirement of $600,000,000 " of gold with, the accompanying panic? would cause contraction and commef" cial disaster unparalleled in human ex* perience, and your country would at once step down to the silver basis, when there would be no longer any induce* merit for coinage, and silver dollars would sink to their bullion value. When the silver dollar ceases to hat6 more value than the bullion it contains there will be little inducement to coin our own silver, and the cost of trans* portation will prevent it coming from abroad. How then will unlimited coin" age either expand the circulation or enhance the value of silver? The advocates of present free coinage insist that it shall not wait the slow process of mint operations, but that the printing press shall be set to work providing certificates to be issued for silver bullion at one dollar for three hundred and seventy-one and a quarter grains. When this consummation shall be reached, as surely it will be if unlimited coinage be adopted under existing conditions, the too ardent and impetuous lover of silver will sadly realize the truth uttered by the wise King of Israel: "He that loveth silver shall not be satisfied with silver." Give us direct and ample transportation facilities under the American flag, and controlled by American citizens; a currency sound in quality and adequate in qxtantity; an international bank to facilitate exchanges and a system of reciprocity carefully adjusted within the lines of protection; and not only will our foreign commerce again invade every sea, but every American industry will be quickened and our whole people feel the impulse of a new and enduring prosperity. FRAUD AND INFAMY. The Lawless Tendency of Democratic Partisan Efforts. The "force bill," -so stigmatized to misrepresent and mislead,—can any one point oitt an objectionable provision in it as affecting the integrity of our elections? Does it assail the suffrage rights of any voter? Does it interfere with elections in any way to prevent a legal voter anywhere from casting his ballot as he wishes? There is not a line in the proposed act that can possibly be construed to the disadvantage or the obstruction of the honest, the real voter. Every provision of the measure is directed against fraudulent voters, fraudulent counts, fraudulent elections. Can good citizens object to this? Do not honest men want honest elections? Why is this so-called "force bill" opposed and denounced by Democratic partisans as an encroachment upon popular rights? Do these "rights" imply the privilege to do crime—to taint the suffrage with fraud and infamy? Is not Democratic partisan effort South and elsewhere in that direction? If not, why is the measure to assure fair elections and to punish crime that is aimed • at the very existence of free institutions, persistently misrepresented and vehemently and falsely characterized as a "force bill" tyranny? Is it possible for any sane, honest and patriotic citizen who is possessed of sufficient intelligence to distinguish between right and wrong to assume that it is in the line of State authority by virtue of State sovereignty to grant immunity to crime in Congressional and Presidential elections, and that the National Government has no constitutional authority to protect its own life and integrity by the enactment and interposition of law to prevent such crime against popular rights and free institutions? If it has not, then the Union itself is a rope of sand, and it were as well that armed rebellion, arrayed against it in '02-05, had triumphed.' f The Republic must perish if crime rules our elections; the measure to eliminate this crime, to punish it, and protect honest votes and voting, is as essential to save the Union in its integrity now as was armed resistance to rebellion in '02-05. Those who sustained the rebellion then are upholding the crime against suffrage now. Eepublic- ans at least ought to see, all Republic; n Senators in Congress especially should feel, that there is a grave duty of patriotism devolving on them now, to shirk or evade which is to practically join hands with the enemies of the Union to undermine and destroy it by the insidious processes of tolerated crime.—Troy Times. Killing Time. The folly of longer permitting the Democratic Senators to indulge in ir» relevant and time-killing speeches simply for the purpose of putting off ao» tion on the Federal elections hill is evident to every one outside the Senate chamber and ought to be evident to the Republican majority of that body. The opponents of the elections bill make no pretense of discussing the measure, and announce boldly that they are simply talking against time. Thft Republican Senators owe it to them* selves and to the country to put an eod to such nonsense, and insist upon the transaction of the business for which they were chosen. If an irresponsible and unscrupulous minority are tp b& allowed to control legislation the wholfc congressional plan is a failure, Thft emergency demands the adoption o< 3? cloture rule and the expediting of legis» lative business.—Troy Times. t^Democratie free»trade organs g$$ taking it as a personal affront that Chfct cago and St. Louis factories are n ducing large amounts of tin-plat! foreign prices. Touch a free-trader foreign tin-plate, or his dishes and cups, and he is hit squarely upoj} "crazy bone" and goes intp fl.$s once.—Chicago Inter Ocean. Democratic party consistently nominate C years hence i» view of his tility to free silver there is «,» law and ...^ ...*&.

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