The Algona Upper Des Moines from Algona, Iowa on December 6, 1893 · Page 6
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flteEEffi MS M01NES ALGGlSA IOWA WEDNESDAY DEQJBMBER 6, 1893, fABEMAOLE P^feACMBS C)N MISSION. •**Bt the BrSAth ot Got! frrttst 1* •Olvon"—A Sermon froitt rfo1> 37:1O— .Utoriita Drawn from December Sriotr- i , Dec. 3,1893.—Before the usual •throngs, that, tot nearly twenty-five years, have gathered in the first, second and third Brooklyn temples successively, Dr. Tal- tttagethis forenoon preached this gospel sermon, after commenting on an appropriate scripture lesson and giving out the anost inspiring hymns. The subject tvns: "The Mission, of the Frost." Text: Job 8?; id, "By the breath of God frost is given." Nothing is more embarrassing 1 to an organist or pianist than to put his finger on a key of the instrument and have it make no response, '.though nil the other keys are in full play, that one silence destroys the music. So in the great cathedral of nature if one part fails to praise the Lord the harmony is halted and-lost. While fire and hail, snow and vapor responds to the fonch of inspiration, if the frost made no utterance, the orchestral rendering 1 would be hopelessly damaged and the harmony forever incomplete. I am more glad than I can tell that the white key of the frost sounds forth as mightily as any of the other keys, and -when David touches it in the Psalms, it sounds forth the words: "lie sen t- •tereth the hoar frost like ashes," and •when Job touches it in my text, it re : •sounds with the words: "By the breath •of God frost is given.'' As no one seems disposed to discuss the mission of frost, depending on divine help, I undertake it. This is the first sabbath of winter. The leaves are down. The warmth has gone out of the air. The birds have made their •winged march southward. The landscape has been scarred by the autumnal equinox. The huskers have rifled the corn shocks. The night sky • has shown the usual meteoric restlessness of November. Three seasons of the. year are past and the fourth, and last, has entered. Another ^element now comes in to bless and •adorn and instruct the world, it is -fchc frost. The palaces of this king are far up in the Arctic. Their walls arc glittering congelation. Windsor •Castles and Tuilleries and Winter Pul- -accs and Kcnilworths and Alham- "brus of ice. Temples with pen- •<iant chandeliers of ice. Thrones •of iceberg, on which eternal silence .reigns. Theaters on whose stage eternal cold dramatizes eternal winter. Pillars of ice. Arches of iee. Chariots •of ice. Crowns of ice. Mountains of 3cc. Dominions of icy. Eternal frigidity! From those hard, white, burn- ashed portals King i'rost descends and •waves his silvery scepter over our temperate zone. You will soon hear his Bieel on the skating pond. You already feel his breath in the night wind, By most considered an enemy coming liere to "benumb and hinder and slay, 1 .•shall show you that the frost is a friend, with benediction divinely pro- •aaouneed, and charged and surcharged •with lessons potent, beneficent and •tremendous. The bible seven times •alludes to the frost, and we must not ignore it. "By the breath of God frost is given." First, I think of Frost as a painter. He begins his work on the leaves and continues it on the window-panes. With palette covered with all manner of colors in his left hand, and pencil of crystal in his right hand, he sits •down before humblest bush in the lat-ter part of September, and begins the sketching of the leaves. Now he puts •upon the foliage a faint pallor, and "then a touch of brown, and then a hue -of orange, and last a name of fire. The beech and ash and oak are turned first into sunrises and then into sun- .sets of vividness and splendor. All the leaves are penciled one by one. Jmt sometimes a whole forest in the course of a few days shows :great velocity of work. \Veenix, the Dutch painter.could make in a sum- 'iner day three portraits of life si/.e, but the frost in ten days can paiiit the .mountains in life si/c. It makes the last days of an autumnal wood the days •of its chiefest glory. Luxembourg in the Adirondacks. Louvres in the Sierra Nevadas. Vatieans in the White mountains. The work of other painters you must see in the right light to fully appreciate, but the paintings of the Frost ia all lights are enchanting, and from the time when the curtain of the morning lifts to the time when the curtain of the night drops. Michael Angclo put upon one ceiling his representation of the Last Judgment, but the J?rost represents universal conflagration upon 3,000 miles of stretched-out [grandeur. Leonardo da Vinci put upon a, few feet of canvas our Lord's •*'Last Supper' 1 for all ages to .admire, but the Frost puts the igleaming chalices of the imperial •.glories of the Last Supper of the •dying year on the heights and lengths • and breadths of the Alleg-hanies. When "ITitian first gazed upon a sketch of •Correggio he was wrought up into such ••ecstasy that he cried out: "If I were not Titian I would be Correggio," and so gfreat .arid overpowering are the .autumnal scenes of our American for- <ests that one force of nature night •well exclaim to another: "If 1 were »ot the sunlight I would be the frost." JjJugendus, the German painter, suffering from weakness in his right hand, laboriously learned to paint with his Heft hand, but the frost paints with t»o til hands, and has ia them more skill •than all the liembrandts and Hubens Wests and 1'oussins and Albert and Paul Veroneses dnd Claudes gathered in one long art gallery. But the door of $hat great njuseuiw of au- coloring >& now closed twelve-month, and an- fpgetaele, just as, won- j« rtjbpit o open, I $o\\v children on the alert. Tifett-of working oh the leaves, tire frost will soon turn to the window panes. You •fllE will soon 'waken on a cold morning and find that the windows of your hoine have during the night been adorned with curves, with coronets, with cxquisitcness, with pomp, with almost supernatural spectacle. Then you will appreciate what my text says, as it declares, "By the breath of God frost is given." You will see on the window pane, traced there by the frost, whole gardens of beauty, ferns, orchids, dnffodils, heliotropes, china rsters. fountains statues, hounds on the chase, roebucks plunging into the stream, battle scenes with dying and dead, catafalques of kings, triumphal processions, and as the morning sun breaks through you will see cities on fire and bombardment with bursting shell, and illuminations as for some great victory, coronations, and angels on the wing. All night long, while you were sleeping, the frost was working, and you ought not let the warmth obliterate the scene until you have admired it, studied it, absorbed it, set it up in your memory for perpetual refreshment, and reali/ed the force and mugnitude and intensity of my text: "By the breath of God frost is given." Oh. what a God we have! What re sources are implied by the fact that he is able to do that by the finger of the frost fifty times in one winter and on i hundred thousand window panes for thousands of winters. The great ai-1 galleries of Venice and Naples uric Dresden are carefully guarded, anc governments protect them, for. once lost, they can never be reproduced, bill God sets up in the r6yal galleries oi the Frost pictures such as no human art could ever produce, hundreds oJ thousands of them, only for four 01 five hours and then rubs them out, making the place clear for a display just as magnificent the next morning. No one but a God could afford to do that. It would bankrupt everything but infinity and omnipotence. Standing here between the closed doors of the pictured woods and the opening doors of the transfigured window glass, I want to cure my folly and your folly of longing for glorious things in the distance, while we neglect appreciation of glorious things close by. "O, if I could only go and see the factories of lace at Brussels," says some one. Why, within twenty feet of where you awaken some December morning', you will see richer lace interwoven for your window panes bj' divine fingers. "O, if I could sec the factories of silk at Lyons," says some one. Why. without leaving your home. on the north side of your own house on Christmas morning you may sec where the Lord has spun silken threads about your windows this way and that. Embroideries such iis no one but God can work. Alas, for this glorification of the distant and this belittling of the close-by! This crossing of oceans and paying a high admission in expenses to look at that which is not half as well done as something we can see by crossing' our own room and free of charge. This praising' of Raphaels hundreds of years gone, when the great Raphael, the frost, will soon be busy at the entrance to your own home. Next I speak of the Frost as a physician. Standing at the gates of New York harbor autumn before last, the frost drove back the cholera saying, ''Thus far shalt them come and no farther." From Memphis and New Orleans and Jacksonville, ho smote the fever plague till it reeled back and departed. The Frost is a physician that doctors cities, nations ,and continents, lie medicines the world. Quinine for malaria, antifebrile for typhoids, sul- phonal for sleeplessness, anti-spasmodic for disturbed nerves, but in all thereaputics there is no remedy like the small pellets prepared by the cold, and no physician so skilled or so mighty as the frost. Scotland has had groat physicians, but her greatest doctors have been the Abernethias and Alx-rei-ombies that have come down over the Highlands hor.scd on the north wind. England has had her great physicians, but her greatest doctors have been the Andrew Clarkcs and the Mackenx.ies who appeared the first night the fields of England wore rimed with white. America has had its great physicians, but her greatest doctors have been the Willard Parkers and Valentine Motts who landed from bleak skies while our fingers were benumbed and our ears tingled with the cold. O,it is high time that you add another line to your liturgy. It is high time that you make addendum to your prayers. It is high time that you enlarge the catalogue of your blessings. Thank God for frost! It is the best of all germicides. It is the only hope in bacteriology. It is the medicament of continents. It is the salvation of our temperate zone. It is the best tonic that God ever gave the human race. It is the only strong stimulant which has no reaction. The best commentary on it I had while walking near here one cool morning with m3 r brother .John, whp spent the most of his life as a missionary in China, and in that part of it where there are no frosts. He said there was a tingling gladness in his nerves indescribable, and an almost intoxication of delight from the fact that it was the first lime for years he had felt the sensation of frost. We complain of it, we scold it. we frown upon it" when we ought to be stirred by it to gratitude, and hoist it on a doxology. But 1 must go further and speak of the Frost as a jeweler. As the snow is frozen rain, so the frost is frozen dew. God transforms it from a liquid into a crystal. It is the dew glorified. In the liSth chapter of that inspired drama, the book of Job, God says to the inspired dramatist with ecstatic interrogation: "The hoary frost of heaven, wlio hath, gendered it?" God there afcls* Job if .he knows the parentage e| $£ f|£8k He inquires about 1*8 mtimie before Qou had askcci about the parentage of ft, raindrop in words that years, ago gaVc me n suggestive text for a, sermon: "Hath the rain a father?" But now the Lord Almighty is catechising Job about the frost. He practically says: "Do you know its father? Do yon know its mother? In what cradle of the leaves did the wind rock it? 'The hoary frost of heaven, who hath gendered it?'" He is a stupid Christian who thinks so much of the printed and bound bible that he neglects the old testament of the fields, nor reads the wisdom and kindness and beauty of God written in blossoms on the orchard, in sparkles on the lake, in stars on the sky, in frost on the meadows. The greatest jeweler of all the earth is the frost. There is nothing more wonderful in all crystallography. Some morning in December a whole continent is found besprent with diamonds, the result of one night's woi-k by this jeweler. Do you make the depreciatory remark that the frost is impermanent and will last only two or throe hours? What of that? We go into London Tower and look at the crown jewels'of England, but we are in a procession that the pnards keep moving on, and five ininiite.5 or less tire your only opportunity of looking at those crown jewels, but at the crown jewels be- starred of the frost in parks and fields, .you may stand to look deliberately and for hours, and no one to toll you to move on. O, these regalias and diadems of beauty ilung out of heaven! Kings and queens on cclebrative days have come riding . through the streets, throwing handfuls of silver and gold among- the people, but the queen o the winter morning is the only queen rich enough to throw pearls, and th king of frost the only king rich enougl to throw opals and sapphires and dia monds. Homer describes a necklace o amber given to Penelope, but the fros necklaces a continent. The carcanc of precious stones given to Harmonit had pinions of orange jasper and white, moonstons and Indian agate, but it was a misfortune to any one who owned or inherited it, and its history generation after generation, was ; history of disaster; but the regalia of frost is the good fortune oi' evcr\ morning that owns it. The imperial household of Louis XVI. could not afford the diamond necklace which hat been ordered for Queen Marie Antoinette, and it was stolen and taker apart and lost, but the necklace that the frost puts on the; wintry morning, though made of as many brilliants as the withered grass blades, is easily afforded by divine opulence, and i never lost, but after its use in the coronation of the fields is taken back to heaven. O, men and women, accustomed to go into ecstasy when in foreign travel you come upon the historical gems of nations, whether the jewel be called "The Mountain of Glory," or "The Sea of Light," or "The Crown of the Moon," or "The Eye of Allah," or "The Star of Sarawak," or The Koh-i-noor." I implead you study the jewels strewn all round your wintry home, and realize that "By the breath of God frost is given." But I g'o a step further and speak of ;hc Frost as an Evangelist, and a text of scripture is not of much use to ms unless I can find the gospel in it. The Israelites in the wilderness breakfasted on something* that looked like frozen lew. The manna fell on the dew, and ;hc dew evaporated, and left a pulver- zed material, white, and looking like Tost, but it was manna, and of it they ate. So uo,v this morning,mixed with ;he frozen dew of my text, there is nanna on which we may breakfast our souls. You say the frost kills. Yes, it kills some things, but we have ilready seen that it gives health and ife to others. This gospel is the savor of life unto life or of death unto leath. As the frost is mighty, he gospel is mighty. As the 'rost descends from heaven, the gos- jul descends from heaven. By the n-eath of God frost is given. By the >reath of God the gospel is given. As he frost purifies, so the grace of God lurifios. As the frost bestars the arth, so grace bejewels the soul. As he frost prepares for food many lungs that otherwise would be inedi- >le, so the frost of trial ripens and jrepares food for the soul. In the ight grip of the frost the hard shells f walnut and chestnut and hickory pen, and the luxuries of the woods ome into our laps or upon our tables: o the frost of trial takes many a hard nd prickly shell and crushes it until hat which stung the soul now feeds it. .'here are passages of scripture that ince were enigmas, puzzles, and im- lossiblo for yon to understand, but the frosts of trouble after a while exposed the full meaning to your soul. You said "I do not sec why David keeps rolling over in his Psalrns the story of how he was pursued and persecuted." He describes himself as surrounded by bees, lie says: "They compassed me about like bees; yea, they compassed me about like bees." You think what an exaggerating thing for him to exclaim, "Out of the depths of hell have I cried unto thce, O Lord," And there is KO much lamentation in his writings you think he overdoes it but after a while the frost comes upon you in the shape of persecution, and you are stuck with this censure and stuck with that defamation, and stuck with some falsehood, and lies in swarms are buzzing, buzzing about your ears, and at last you understand what David meant when he said: "They compassed me about like bees; yea, they compassed me about like bees," and j'ou go down under nervous prostration and feel that you are as far down as David when he cried: "Out of the depths of hell." What opened all those chapters tha^ hitherto had no appropriateness? Frosts! For a long while tho bible seemed lop-sidpd and a disproportionate amount of ty gi ven u f -0 th alleviations,. with pacifica- tions, with condolences. The bosk seems like an apothecary store with One half of y the shelves occupied with balsams. ;|Why stidhja superfluity of balsams? iBttt after &; while' the mem- braneous croup carries off .your child, or your health gives way under the grippe, or your property is swept off by a bad investment, or perhaps all three troubles come at once—bankruptcy, sickness and bereavement. Now the consolatory parts of the bible do not seem to be disproportionate. You want something off almost all the shelves of that sacred dispensary. What has uncovered and exposed to you the usefulness of so much of the bible that was before hidden? The frosts have been fulfilling their mission. Put clown all the promises of the iJbible on a table for study, and put on the 1 one side the table a man who has never had any trouble, or very little of it, but pile upon the table beside him all encyclopedias and all dictionaries and all arclueologies and all commentaries, and on the other side of the table put a man who has had trial upon trial, disaster upon disaster, and let him begin the study of the promises without lexicon, without commentary, without any book to explain or tielp, and this latter man will understand far more of the height and depth ind length and breadth of those proin- sos than the learned exegete opposite ilmost submerged in sacred literature. The one has the advantage over the other, because he has felt the Mission of the Frosts. O. take the consolation )t' this theme, ye to whom life is a truggle and a dis-appointment and a gauntlet and a pang-. That is a beautiful proverb among the Hebrews which says: "When tne tale of: bricks is doubled then Moses coinc.-i." AVhat is true in ray case i« true on a larger or smaller scale in the history of every man or woman who wants to serve the Lord. Without complaint take the hard knocks. You will sec aftsr awhile, though you may not appreciate it now, that by the breath of a good and loving God frost is given. Let the corners of your mouth so long drawn down in complaint be drawn up in smiles of content. For many years poets and essayists have celebrated the grace and swiftness of the Arabian horses. The most wonderful exhibition of horsemanship that I ever witnessed was just outside of the city oi' Jerusalem—an Arab steed mounted by an Arab. Do you know whore these Arab steeds got their neatness and poetry of motion? Long centuries ago Mohammed, with ltO,OUO cavalry on the march, could find for thum not a drop of water for three clays. Coming to the top of a hill a ! river was in sight. With wild dash , the 30,000 horses started for the I stream. A minute after an armed hosl was seen advancing, and at Mohammed's command 100 bugles blew for the horses to fall in line, but all the 30,000 continued the wild gallop to the river, except five, and they, almost dead with thirst, wheeled into line of battle. Nothing in human bravery and self- sacrifice excels that bravery and self-sacrifice of those five Arabian war horses. Those five splendid steeds Mohammed chose for his own use, and from those five came that race of Arabian horses for ages the glory of the equestrian world. And let me say that, in this great war of truth against error, of holiness against sin, and heaven against hell, the best war horses arc descended from those who, under pang and self-denial and trouble, answered the gospel trumpet and wheeled into line. Out of great tribulation, out of great fires,put of great frosts, they came. And let me say, it will not take long for God to make up to you in the next world for all j'ou have suffered in this. As you enter heaven he may say: "Give ;his man one of those towered and colonnaded palaces on that ridge of gold overlooking the Soa of Glass. Give this woman a home among those unaranthine blooms and between -hose fountains tossing- in the iverlasting sunlight Give her a louch canopied with rainbows to pay icr for all the fatigues of wifehood, uu'l motherhood, and housekeeping-, Vom which she has had no rest for forty years. Cup-baarers of heaven, ive these newly-arrived souls from ;arth the costliest beverages and roll their door the grandest chariots,and lang on their walls the sweetest harps /hat ever thrummed to fingers seraphic, live to them rupture on rapture, eule- jration on celebration, jubilee on ju- )ilee, heaven on heaven. Tliay had a lai-d time on earth earning a livelihood, nursing' sick children, or waiting' on luerulou old age, or battling false- loods, that wore told about them, or vere compelled to work after thc.y .,-ot short-breathed and rheumatic ind dim-sighted. Chamberlains of icaven! Keepers of the king's obes! Banqueters of eternal oyalty! Make up to them a hundred- old, a thousand-fold, a million-fold or all they suffered from swaddling lothes to shroud, and let all those, vho, whether on the hills, or in the ernples, or on the thrones, or on jasper vail, were helped and sanctified and n-epared for this heavenly realm by he mission of the frosts stand up and vave their .scepters!" Aud I looked, nd, behold, nine-tenths of the i-an- omcd rose to their feet, and nine- enths of the swayed to and ro in the light of the sun that never ets, aud then 1 understood, far better ban I ever did before, that trouble omes for beneficent purpose, and that 'ii the coldest nights tho Aurora is irightest in the northern heavens, and hat "By the breath of God frost is •iveu." MEWOMENOFTJTICA. HOT POLITICS IN THS GREAT EMPIfiE STATE. Domoorntu mid Republican* Nominate Opposing: Tickets ot the Holies of tlie City—Are liavliiR An Interesting Time of It. DERIVATION OF NAMES. Chandler was once a candle maker. Payne. Paino, and the like, are con- ructions of [Utica Cowespondenco.l HE PRECEDENT was established in this county three years ago of nominating women _for school commissioners, when the democrats of the First Oneida district named Miss Laura F. Mayhew of Marcy, daughter of a popular democratic politician of that town, and whose home is almost beneath the shadows of the trees on the farm of ex-Gov. Horatio Seymour. A few days later the democrats of the Third district put Mrs. Nellie K. Tibbittsof Camden on their ticket, and in the Fourth district the same party nominated Miss Adelia F. Clark. The republicans saw danger in the de- parlure from ihe old ways, but they named men for the places in every district. All four districts are usually republican, but Miss Mayhevv and Mrs. Tibbitts were easily elected,their majorities being l7f> and 264 respectively. In the Four'th district, where, it is said,all the voters are republicans, M i s s Clark was defeated, although a change of twenty- one votes would have elected her over the republican can- - VISS COJ{A A - DAVIS, didate. (DEM.) The two women who were chosen have during the last three years performed their duties in a way that has won for them the praise of all. So well, indeed, did these women please the public that they were both renom- inated this fall, although Miss Mayhew had said repeatedly that under no circumstances would she accept. Upon being informed of her nomination she immediately witndrew, and Miss Cora A. Davis of Whitesboro was named in her place. The democrats of the Second district selected Miss Clara L. Kellogg, and in the Fourth district they named Miss Jessie A.. Burr. The republicans of the First district nominated Miss Lillian Stephenson of Whitesboro to oppose Miss Davis. A battle royal has been entered upon by the women all over thecounty, with the exception,of course, of thecit- ies of Home and Utica, where there are no "comm'jsioner districts." It has been the generally accepted idea that, inasmuch as women are eligible Who Is the dausfhtor of Supoi"rj»or H. S. ICellogig, one of the most prominent members of the Hill democracy itt the < oltnty fhe was educated in th8 Westmoreland schools, and has taught | six years there and in the senior department of .the Vernon school, For I two years she taught nt the VVhitea- boro Union school, resign ng a year ago. Since that time she has devoted hers«lf to further study She is op. posed by the present commissioner 1 , Fred E. Payne. The democratic candidate; of the Third district Is Hits. Nellie K. Tibbitts, the present commissioner. For eight years she was preceptress of the Cam den Union KJttMB IT. TOIBITTS school . Shc Wj]1 undoubtedly be re-elected. It is in the village of Whitesboro, however, known locally as Utica's ancient suburb, that the most excited contest is on. There two of the pretti* est and most popular young women of the place have been nominated by the two leading 1 political parties for the office of school commissioner in the First district, and one of them, Miss Davis, the democratic nominee, has also been endorsed by the prohibition party. In the first place the democrats of the district on Sept. 20 named Miss Laura F. Mayhew, the present commissioner,, and three daya later the republicans, having taken the cue, nominated Miss Lillian Stephenson of Whitesboro; Miss Mayhew withdrew. To even things- up the democrats then stormed Miss Stephenson's citadel by placing- upon their ticket one of her most intimate friendst Miss Cora A. Davis, also of Whites- buo. Miss Davis and Niiss Stephenson are both teachers in- the Whitesboro Union school, the former being the principal and the latter a very competent assistant. They are equally well known and well liken, but Miss Stephenson has the advantage of being the- daughter of the president of the village. That the race between these two ladies will be an interesting feature of the campaign can be easily imagined. They have entered upon the work with the most friendly feeling, and a house to house canvass is beinp carried on. In making a po iti- cal call the other evening, one of the candidates was ushered into a parlor where her opponent was earnestly setting forth her claims. Mrs. Tibbitts was born in Whitesboro and was educated I - II - T ' TAN STEI'IIKXS. in the seminary at that place. She is equally fitted by nature and through her education for the place. She is 80 years of age, of fine aidress, ambitious in her work. Shc says: "My twenty years of experience in teaching was not too tmu'h to fit me to successfully supervise and aid in the advance- to the office, they can also bo voted for I ment of this branch of New York by women, and the campaign thus far has been conducted on that ba*-is. The question of the right of women to vote has been brought before the Hon. Charles M. Dennison of this city, who is chief superavisor of elections for the northern district of the state. Mr. Uennison has juvt given an opinion that women can not vote. Air. Dennison quotes article 2, section 1 of ihe state constitution, in which is presvribed the qualification requisite for a person to vote for an officer, elective by the people, wliich says: "Every male citizen * * * shall be entitled to vote * * * upon all questions which may be submitted to the vote of the p eo pie." It is claimed, however, that the right to vote for school eommissi oner is conferred upon women by virtue of section 1, chapter 0, laws of 1800, and section 1, chapter 214, laws of 18»:.'— '-••' ' "No person shall be deemed to be in- .iiiss CLARA i,. KKJ.- eligible to serve as I.OGR. any school officer, or to vote at any school meeting, by reason of sex, who has the other qualifications now required by law." Section 1. Laws of iri!):.'—"All persons, without regard to sex, who are eligible to the otlice of school commissioner, and have the other qualifications now required by law, shall have the right to vote for school commissioners in the various commissioner districts of the state." It is probable that when the women attempt to register they will be challenged, and a test case made, the matter being sent to the court of appeals. The real point at issue is whether it is constitutional for the legislature to enact a law conflicting with the state constitution, as those above quoted seem in some respects to do. In the mean time the women who have been placed in nomination are prosecuting a vigorous canvass. In the Fourth district the democratic nominee, Miss Jessie A. Burr, is working like a beaver. M iss Burr is a native of Booneville. She is a daughter of Isaac Burr, and is a young 1 woman whose aim in life has been to secure a liberal education. After a dozen years spent at the Boone- ! ville Union school and a year at kowville academy, from which she re- j jeived a diploma in loSO, she went to Syracuse university. She was a, graduate from Syracuse in 1839, receiving , iif;h honors. She secured a scholar- i hip at Cornell university, which she entered in September, 188U. At that ' lime she stood fourth in a competitive ' examination for a mathematical : scholarship open to the world. Miss ' Burr was graduated from Cornell last ( June with very high honors, receiving i the degree of Bachelor of Science and ! a special certificate in science and the ! art of teaching. M iss Burr has a big republican majority to overcome in ' ier district Dr. McCullough is again , ,be republican nominee. i state's grand educational system. Experience in tr aching 1 and devotion to ihe work, coupled with good common, sense, energy and push, are foundation stones upon which we must build if we build for succ ss." Mrs. Tibbitts will be opposed by Selden L. Harding of Cnmden, who has been nominated by the republicans. JESSIE A. HUKK, Death Defeated. Theprobabilities of life have largely increase I during the last five and I twenty years. And this is so because | science has advanced sanitation and : sanitation has defeated death. Of course, all must die, but none need do so through.the neglect of plainly writ- j ten laws. Cholera and cleanliness are deadly foes; and, in fact, the latter habit sternly opposes every coutagious disease. The unfortunate Muscovites i who have made the plague-spot of 1S'J3 are the victims of habits of fllthiness,. which nave brought upon guilty and innocent alike a sad Nemesis. Turn to thei west for the brighter- side of the picture. The number of deaths from cholera in New York city for Io49 was 5,071; for :854, d,50U; for ! 1850, 1,210; for 1891, a few isolated . cases not counting a dozen. The death i rate of our country is being surely lowered every year, but much remains to be done. Both hero and iniEnglaiul there are 250, OOC preventable deaths! every year, and 7,000,000 of needless. j illnesses which an elementary knowl- [ edge of hygienic laws might have averted. Even the cholera alarm has proved the sanitary inspector of nature, forcing us to cleanse our streets and drains,, purify our water supply, and thus lower our death rate. But human sacrifice is surely unnecessary. Have we not yet learnt our lesson? The simple principles of sanitation should be and are being- taught, thanks to an enlightened age, in our common schools. Hygienic laws must become the common property not only of medical experts and quarantine authorities, but al!=O' of every parent, householder and land" Jord. The public officers of the Jaw must have the knowlege and authority to deal with any case-demanding treatment. If these easy matters »re seen to, the disease, which has been gradually brought low, can be now and always completely stamped out. Filtering Water. A series of investigations have for some years past been made at the waterworks of the city of Zurich for the purpose of testing the effect of filtration at various rates up to 3,700 gallons per square yard per twenty- four hours, with a view to ascertain whether the regulation quantity of 1,100 to 1,800 gallons to the square^ yard for twenty-four hours could be safely increased, or whether additional filter beds should be at once constructed to meet the. constantly growing demand. The results show that, provided the filter beds are in efficient working- order, neither the the rate of percolation from 1,025 gallons to 2,800 gallons dai y, a fact which is at variance with the commonly entertained opinion, namely, that the mean rate of perool'ation for sand filters should be limited to f)50 gallons the square yard per twenty-four houj-s. These 4n ihe Second district the demo- mentWave been w&ely'quoted* wT»£ nsumte $ Mi$8 PliF% L, I^ek <™«»f-. «* t.h.i. v^«._«— * J* ,*"* S v

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