Sterling Standard from Sterling, Illinois on April 15, 1897 · Page 14
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vrsr* a, t»ok- 1fJ*J iscsrttJtvs.rd far array, O**r th* camp ot th<* invaders, o'er.th* . Mexican surray. iWfta t« losing? who !s winning' are they f.w or come thsy nmr? t*x>k abroad. and tell us, sister, whlth- «•? rolls th* storm we hear. *t»6wn the h«!s of Angostura still the storm of battle rolls; Blood JB flowing, men are dying; <3od , have vnerey on tb«ir. aotris," 8$fjQ Is loshig? who la winning? — "Chrer Mil and ovsf plain, I «ee biU smoke of cannon clouding through thfe mouhtaJn rain." * • Holy Mother! Ke«p our brothers! , Ivoofc, Xfmena, look once mon*. "Still I see the fearful whirlwind rolling darkly as before, Scaring on, In strange confusion, friend anfl foeman, foot and horse, XJke some wild and troubled torrent sweeping down its mountain course." Ixwk forth once more, Ximena! "Ah! • the'smoke has rolled away; And I see the Northern rifles gleaming flown the ranks of gray. Hark! that sudden blast of bugles! there the troops of Mlnon wheels; Ttoere the Northern horses thunder, with the cannon at their heels. "Jesu, pity!/ how It thickens ! novp.re- - '•'•"- treat and hbw : advance! " ^ " Slight against the blazing cannon shivers Puebla's charging lance! Down they go, the brave young riders; horse and foot together fall ; Idke a ploughshare in the fallow) through them ploughs the Northern ball." Nearer came the storm and nearer, roll- Ing .fast and frightful on; Speak, Xlhiena, speak and tell us, who has lost and wfho has won? "Alas! alas! I' know not; friend and foe together fall, O'er the dying rush the living— pray, my Bister, for them all! "Lot the wind the smoke is lifting: -Blessed mother, save my brain! _ I can see the wounded crawling slowly out from heaps of slain. Now they stagger, blind and bleeding; now they fall, and strive to rise; ' Hasten, sleter, haste and save them, lest they die before pur eyes! 1 • ' ' > *O my heart's love! O my dear one! lay thy poor head on my knee; JX«rt thou know the llpB_lhatJtlaa-lhee3- ^~CfinBl~Uiou hear:srio? "canst-thou : see7 O my husband, brave and gentle! O my Bernal, look once more On th* blessed cross before thee! Mercy! mercy! all Is o'er!" Dry thy tears, my poor Ximena; lay thy dear one down to rest; I«et his hands be meekly folded, lay the cross upon his breast; I*et his dirge be sung hereafter, and , his funeral masses Bald; . ' To-day thou poor bereaved one, the living ask thy aid. , Close beside -her, faintly moaning, fair and young, a soldier lay, • , Torn with shot and pierced with lances, bleeding slow his life away; But, as 'tenderly before him, the lorn ; Ximena knelt, 'She saw the Northern, eagle shining on his pistol belt. ' With a stifled cry of horror straight she turned away her head; With a sad and bitter feeling looked she back upon her dead; But she heard the youth's low moaning, _ v «ln<l his struggling breath of pain, And she raised the cooling water to hla parching lips again. ____ • Whispered low the dying soldier, pressed her hand and faintly smiled; , ,. Was that pitying face his mother's? did she watch beside her child? All his stranger words with meaning ---- her- woman's •hpart~sappUed; — - — — With her kiss upon his forehead, "Mother!' 1 murmured he, and died! "A bitter curse upon them, poor boy, - who led thee'forth, -------- ----------- ~ : " From some gentle, sad-eyed mother, weeping 1 lonely In the North !" Spake the mournful Mexlc woman, as . she laid him with her dead, And turned to soothe the 'living, and bind the wounds which bled. Xook forth once more. Ximena! "Like a tloud before the wind Eolls the battle down .the mountains, . leaving blood and death behind; Ah! they plead In vain for mercy; In the dust the wounded strive; Hide your faces, holy angels! oh, thou Christ of God forgive!" * Sink, O night, among thy mountains! let the cool, gray shadows fall; Dying brothers, fighting demons, drop . thy curtain over all! ' Through the thickening winter twilight, wide apart the battle rolled, In Ita sheath the sabre rested, and the cannon's lips grew cold. But the noble Mexlc women still their holy task pursued, Ttorough that long, dark night of sorrow, worn and faint and lacking food, Over weak and suffering brothers, with a tender care they hung, ..... And the dying foeman blessed them In a strange and Northern tongue. Not wholly lost, O Father! is this evil world of ours; . Upward, through Its blood and ashes, spring afresh the Eden flowers; From Its smoking bell of battle, Love and Pity send their prayer, . AniJ still thy white-winged angels hover dimly In our air. — Whittler. FBIEND HARBEBTOE (By Mary Stuart Boyd.) O, old man, of course I don't believe In spirits or nonsense of that sort. Yet something that I never quite understood : once happened to me. You all know about that kind of thing, and perhaps .you can explain it. "After | left Oxford—without hon- era—I spent a lot of time loafing at tome. Dead-alive part of the country; aothing much to shoot, and mother, an iavalld, couldn't etiir out of her room. "I didn't mean deliberately to de- .ceive her, but what life is there for a bealthy youag man, stuck dowa t1ie,re, rouud a sick room from one to another? He must come to surface to breathe, whether the air $»& wholesome or not. At first, vrheu I mtt out for a Say or two, I would mil H bq^lQe^s. But tht mater kaew B»aaged ifau HUMU^t, Sttfi *U tt» ta tows hlfti. That •cam?' as easy as lyi always does; only mother, who hn,c little to Interest her, insisted on hear ing mil the particulars. How my friem looked, what ha said, and the rest. got into a lot of tight places at the start, till 1 thought of a man I had known two years before and kept to a description of him. • "Harberton was hla name. He waa cruising on the Mediterranean for hla health wh«n I was on the Sayonara with the Blakes. He was a queer chap believed In occultism and rot of that sort; and we all laughed at him for it We never thought him 111, merely lazy One moonless night, after dining on his yacht, we lounged on deck, with those myriads of stars making us fee jolly small. "Harberton lay on a steamer chair- he used to pass the night there—gazing at the sky with his inscrutlble eyes We had all been laughing and chaffing when he came on i deck, but somehow the immensity of it all had sobered us and we were quiet and solemn, when Harberton,'pointing heavenwards, said In his languid, affected-drawl: -^To- morrow'I shall know what these have to tell.' We believed it to be merely one of his poses; but In the morning we were'horribly startled by the news that he was dead. He had died, lying there in his chair, during the night. "Well, Harberton's name occurred to me when I was forced to invent a story to satisfy mother, and, though-I couldn't write a story to $ave my life, whenever I began Jawing about him, everything came quite pat Often I blessed his memory when I could go off for a few days, have a good time, and return to find mother quite pleased. "This went on for awhile, till mother began to bother, me with a request to ask 'my friend* to visit, us at 'Pramp- ton Glemsford. I tried hard to get her off the notion;'-! said that he was busy or ill; that entertaining guests would i But - she — seemed-—set—upon it talked nothing else. The doctor said It wan a sick fancy, that in her weak state any craving must be humored. "Thus cornered, I wrote a letter urging 'My dear Harberton'—I hadn't the remotest idea what his Christian name was—to come to us, even for a day. Mother insisted on adding a line—she who had not penned a word for months —begging him to come that she might have an opportunity Of thanking him for his friendliness towards her son! I did feel mean when I took the Invitation into another room and burnt It. "I would have given anything to have been able to produce an Impostor. But Harberton had been described so minutely the mater 'knew him by heart, as It were, and would have detected a'fraud at a glance. Besides, I have' never seen any one who at all resembled him. I told her that I had heard from him that he was comlng.J[ dreaded"she~wpuid~askvtd~8ee7hiB letter, but it chanced to be one of her bad days, and she didn't. " "Next morning he was to arrive. I meant to fake up a telegram somehow, jlving-an-excuse for~hls-absence~when~ I~wentfTo~the station on pretense of meeting him. My mother was strangely well that morning. Her customary lassitude and pain had vanished.—She- was reclining on a couch drawn close to the open window. Her cheeks were almost rosy, and there was a lace arrangement over her white hair that made her look prettier than I had ever seen her. She was all impatience to see Harberton, and hurried me off to the station half an hour too soon. "It was a lovely June day, and our private foot-path to the railway lay through" shady waysf buTi was wretched and ashamed, wishing the thing over. The remembrance of the sparkle n mother's eyes, even of the effort she YOU HAVE COMB, lad made to appear In full toillette dls- ,urbed me. Of her health, the doctor lad spoken gravely on the night be- 'ore. With a heart affection such as hers, might not the shock of Harber- on's non-appearance be too much for her? " ""'.' "I suppose one ought to believe in Nemesis, or Retribution, or that sort of thing. I don't, much, but I confess that summer morning I came neater suffering for my sins than I had ever done before or have ever done since. " 'Now you needn't believe what fol- ows unless you like; I often doubt it myself. I knew something was to^hap>en as I heard the sound of the coming engine; and, as I watched the train sweep round the curve of the line, I wanted badly to run away, but wouldn't. Of course, thera are eeldom many passengers for Glemsford; this ime there was but one. 'I caught a ;limpse of his face at the window of i carriage where he eat alone, and my heart seemed to etop nesting. A moment later he -stood before me. It waa larberton. He 'was exactly aa I. remembered hfm. There •&&# nothing lo Jb appcajnjuiea or rnaatw to accouut for t&« &?«§fS is ttf, W* tfttWAtg tfet MWHMI s« '"if t) i y »!<<km' ry h> nt<*p" va > r n il Arid nl >hp Hne tho memory of th^ flrurnn. I had omitted to send kept recurring Jo my half-paralyzed brain. "I knew it could not be HnrbertoS yet felt convinced it was none other Dull wonder whether, or not mother would see aa I did ran through ray mind; but I was in reality too stupe fled to be capable of anything like con ,eecutive thought "The path we trod lay through the orchard into the rose garden, whereon the low -windows of my mother's summer parlor opened. As we entered the garden she saw -us—saw him?—am waved her thin hand In welcome. And Harberton, or what I took to be Harberton, who till then had done nothing but make me dread his presence waved in return courteously, -almost gayly. "I can .tell you how that day passed It seemed like a long drawn out nightmare. I kept saying to myself: 'I am asleep. I shall awake soon.' Harberton sat in my mother's cool, darkened roonv talking of me, as I gatfiered jwhlle pacing _rest}essly within and without, or smoking In a chairTjulsL.. the window. She seemed tb speak anxiously about my future—I suppose, like most only sons reared by mothers, ] had been rather, wild—and he appeared to reasure her. She was quite soothed and happy in his company. I moved about; I would go to the stables to speak to the men or wander aimlessly about, but there was ever that awful sense of all being an illusion. I fancied I must be mad, and I feared the sound of my own voice. •. .' "It was a perfect day, still and balmy --the air being heavy with the fragrance of the roses—but to • me It seemed endless. Still It came to a close at last. In, the gloaming Harberton bade mother farewell. She blessed him aa they parted. I standing dumbly by, and he holding her hand said, gently, with his old r soft drawl: r"Harberton-lcft-aB-he-came,~tlis'ough the byways carpeted with moss, and overhung with briar roses, still hold- Ing no speech >wlth,mo, who followed dog like. Midway down the, lane the evening haze caught radiance from a shaft of the sunset, and into the glory of it he passed alone. For a moment I dared not enter. When I did he was gone "Well, in a short time I was able to laugh at the occurrence as absurd. Mother seemed to feel happy In some sort of delusion. I didn't care to ridicule. She never asked me to send for Harberton again. She always said: 'When it is time he! will come.' "She got more iraglle dally. One night she looked so ethereal that, fearing to leave her, I sent the nurse to bed, and staid in her room. • All was hushed, and I must have dozed off, to be roused by mother's voice, saying gladly: "Oh, you > have come' for me._ That_is so good of you.' _; "The light of the harvest moon filled the room, eclipsing the feeble 'glow of the night light. ' "Mother had raised herself to a sitting positlon^and was looking up eag- hands extended. . Bending over her, I saw distinctly the figure of Harbertoni Starting forward, -I rushed towards her, but before I could reach her side she had sunk back Inert. Harberton had vanished, and the moonlight revealed only her dead face lying .peacefully smiling on the pillows. "That's a lot of years ago now, but I've never been able to reduce it to sommon-sense. Can you, old chap?" — Black and White. • EARLY ENGLISH WOMEN. The mistresses of old Manor!) Ruled , Their Households. The home life of the upper classes in the fifteenth Century was the achievement and possession of the women. They made it and they enjoyed it, and although man was the lord, the'mas- ter, the cause of the Institution, it was not he who animated It or who stamped upon Jt the impress of hia spirit, says tdpplhcott's. His life was passed in camps and courts. A succession of foreign and civil warn in both France and England kept the knights in the saddle daring the greater part of the four- ,eoath and fifteenth centuries, and the iftdles, left with the children and the servants In the manor house and chateaux," directed the domestic life of the time. The Lady John Berkeley in the whole .forty-two years of her married ife never made a journey of more than :en miles except in going from one of ler mansion bouses to the other. "She did not humor herself with the vain delights of London," or at least if she did it must have been surreptitiously, for there Is no. record of it in the account books of the' family. One hopes, ;hougb, that the conscientious matron flipped away for at least one visit to ihe wicked capital, or from behind her veil witnessed, with beating heart, one ay tournament^ There is such a thing as being too good. • Stoves. .''.'. Stoves which concep.led.the .flre were n use in Greek and Roman households. The ancients also employed opou tubes of metal or earthenware, and, in addl- loh, heated their rooms with charcoal jraziera. Grates for the burning of coal were employed two centuries ago n Great Britain. Many thousands of patents have been taken out upoa itoves and ranges since Franklin and Jount Rumford pointed out the waste of fuel and heat involved in ouen fireplaces. In Great Britain and o« tha continent' of Europe today flat sheet ton vessels, somewhat resembling bak- iag-paas, eoveined &ad filled with feot are ^»ed io warw ta* le*i of Improvement in Cattle. In an address to New York Mr. Jamea Hilton eaid: , "Since th« West has become largely populated there Is a constant decrease of cheap grazing laad, and fth« cost of producing beef must be greater. "The question then preaeata itself to[ the eastern fanner wfiether tmder fafoTa- ble conditions—nearness to market, abundance of cheap food, adaptability to the business, etc,—he may not undertake this part of the cattle Industry with success. The farmers of the East being unable to compete *ith ithe cattlemen 6f the plains have somewhat neglected beef breeding. The West baa not been alow to recognize the advantages of dairying, and to-day, the highest quoted market price for butter Is for that inade at Elgin, 1U., and the eastern dairyman finds hls:provJnf e\n- vadcd. The time has arrived fn- the eastern, farmer to produce catt'e for beef, and the first-requisite is the BQ- lectiori of the best stock. The principal beef breeds are Shorthorns, Herefords, Polled • Angus and Devono. Shorthorns and Dovona have also proved excellent for dairy purposet. At the world's fair the Shorthorns held their own among the dairy breeds, and tihough the Devons wera not included in that test some have produced as high aa twenty pounds of butter per week. It la foolish' to claim that we can combine the best beef and dairy qualities in the same animal; but the Shorthorns and Devons are equal to any when bred for beef. The animal of individual merit has greater value as a breeder when supported by la fa-, mous ancestry, and the chances of 106 W* Third St., Sterling, Illinois are many well-bred animals which possess no Teal merit in'themselves; as a choice between pedigree and individual merit, it is safer to choose the latter. Feeding and breeding are the factors of improvement. Not how many years can the animal live, but how many tons of feed can he convert into meat in one year, gives value to the meat-producer. The well-fed calf with well-balanced rations, and with comfort and kind treatment, will make healthy and rapid growth. Two centuries ago the. average weight of five- year-old steers in the English market was 370 pounds. Now the cross-bred yearling will weigh nearly double that. To fatten quickly and cheaply the eastern farmer must resort to sollIng-^-at least in part. During winter, wjth good clover hay and a well-balanced grain ration of wheat bran, corn meal and oil meal,-steady-growth-caa_bfl- made. An-oocasional feed- of good- corn ensilage or roots will be found beneficial. In summer best results can be obtained by keeping in a cool, dark, well-ventilated stable away from heat $550 00 will buy a 6-room house, with good & lot, on "West Sixth street, 160 acres in Nebraska to exchange for a city ^ property. acres near Mitchell, South Dakota, to exchange ior property here. ,1 598 : acres in Jasper County. Will sell cheap 5 or exchange for a good farm or city is county. v ^-^= — — .permit- Ing to run out at night, If pastured at all" ; rhaveTarifst of 7inenrarlnsTrear~SFeTli1ag for Sale and Excfiadge> also Bargains in vacant afidrcesidence property. Call and- see me. Q ' ' A rYl/K O Cor ' Flrst Avenue and Third Street, • £\9 \J V- JCf JhCj Over E. D. Davis' Dry Goods Store. Masury's R. R. Paints, In Paste and Liquid Form— v * The best in the world. ; ". ' < Wall Paper and Window Shades, Very cheap by , J. K. ESHLEMAN, . Successor to Myers & Eshleman, ai East Third Street,^— -^^ Vv Steriinig^ Mountain Sheep In Colorado, Mountain sheep appear to be Increasing In Colorado and, stranger still, the rare and timid animals are leaving their dizzy haunts among the high mountain peaks and drawing nearer to the habitations of men than ever before. In the comparatively low lands near the town of Jeffefaob there Is now a flock of fifty or more mbun- [aln-sheepr-Jeffcruon IB on the ISouth Park railroad, about eighty-one miles southwest of Denver, In Park county. [t is an old established community and has near It the well-known summer resort, Jefferson lake. The vicinity, disturbed by the rumble of trains as well as the sounds of human life and ndustry, la not at all a' quiet one. It has none of the characteristics which usually mark the natural home of the almost extinct mountain sheep. ' And yetj a band of at least fifty of the soft-eyed, large-horned native sheep of the Rocky mountains hare been calmly grazing around the town of Jefferson and close to the railroads. It Is said that the sneep do not display any sign of fear of the Jefferson people. Many of them come In open daylight within easy pistol shot of the residences. They .do not ijun'away un- eas somebody purposel/ tries to frighten them. For many years past the sight of a mountain sheep has been a rarity In olorado, and usually but one at a time has been rfeen. A-hunter far off 'rom civilization might descry a soli- ;ary sheep, perched, on a crag over- ooking some wild and steep canyon, mt (hardly ever within gunshot range, such thing as fifty sheep together ias been reported even by the veriest Munchausen ,'of hunters. When a lone sheep was seen it usually disappeared om view at the slightest alarm. Considering these things, the descent of fifty sheep upon the town of Jefferson, as though they had formed hemselvea Jnto _an excursion party somewhere among the mountains, -does not look reasonably explainable. The general theory is that bitter pold and leep eaowa in the higher altitudes drove them downward, and that they Dined together for mutual protection as they traveled from peak to peak. Killing mountain sheep Is absolutely prohibited by law in Colorado. It is a losed season all the year around with he animals, just aa it is with buffalo. and W.T.Qalt&Co. WORDS ARE CHEAP And may mean much or little, just JBS you want them, We have; ~ said that we are Grocers. '"'4tl IT IS OUR PRIDE, ' As well as the history 6£ bur house, that we keep a well chosen and-JLi clean stock of goods. , • v "•'. 'TT"!^ TO PROVE •:•••'--••;'• -.-',: _ What we have said, we Invite you to call and eee us. BELL PHONE 50. OVER & SEIDEL'S, Livestock la the foundation of the gricultura of most countries. > Some uiiJii believe that bogs fad too atmit&xsly 'oa cora baccme weakened B their aWUty to etaad ss-w REAL ESTATE. Choice building lots la Court House block from S400 up. . . A nice new five room house near Third Ward School for 8600. Monthly payments, if desired. Good building lota with sewer aad electric light, one block west of Third Ward Partc, f rom $125.00 to 8165.00, Lots and acre properties and houses in Sterling and Book Fails. Have a number on monthly payments—can be paid for aa easy as paying rent, Farms, in WhiteBjde, Ogle, Carroll and Lee counties. , ' i 481 acres of No, 1 land, good house large bank barn, all tillable laad, fot $42.50 per acre, 92,000 ,cash, balaaoa to suit purchaser. " iQ accej joining Bock Falls for 83,800, Will take town property as part pay, 2iQ acrea two milea from Sterling fog 855.00 per acre; good improvements. 4SQ acres in Jaoksoa county.' Tbia Is a floe farm. What have you? *3,000 city property for stock of ' merchandise of any kind;. Loans on Real Estate and Personal Notes; best of Security. on w,«rsa§'T;:iC 1 .Tia.^trit.t.jw.k"^ Hi Prank W. Walzer, Oalt House BJoek, • Sterling, Hi tao j

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