The Algona Upper Des Moines from Algona, Iowa on June 12, 1895 · Page 2
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ififtiiy *pM A &l ftiii, Bare feltid frMtieSs'as S?.' s r> itfc full of ttpoft her * found thefr fated t^hted a daughter of the of Northern his face. sadness Sfit? ft lflfea!8. dflfm^t'flo^J^Oil'f l^f m6 dfl fott «tt ffljfifsifegf 1 hate tfltifffid^ «fttiifln$l, Adffiitlti yottftrl-a wtffle* fcf, Hot Simfrfr ft, wtdklfig fcefirtemdh; yett mWe Stfttiethinf Beneath the cftrtvH tjf yOttr hat. What do.yoitl dd, ten fiife?" Afad she leaned fdfwttd, he* lef es latetit <m miftp*, "Well, I write a little irfldtfy," 1 yet, these two so fat ajiat-t and And geelng-itfe within stich -different spheres, ] ,6d by Fate, with eV'ry sinnllest i ?;',?Td wjwe together at tho tmd of THE WIT OF MAN, "•' 1 nici her nt a garden jiftHy, not a • .woua gathering of tennis players and ;'; tfl«H laughing to (he sun, but the gloomy affair of tho morbidly select. ;'lil bright red she blossomed with all , the sweets of n woman majestically feminine. Her cris]). black hah 1 seemed I'cnrty to. fly out against convontlouall- , tics, agnlnsl hats particularly, and her . brown eyes were golden with the joy of life; wit had ehlMplecl her failures, no ox-cellenlly irregular in the roundness of their curves, to pointed nose ami chin. I could not but enjoy, as a relief from all the elaboralc angles of her sliff surroundings, the rapid un- ilulatlons of her IK he figure, her ex,, pressive arms, dancing little feet, as , tfhe sat there, a wild gypsy, fashionable* and polished, but still untamed 'by society, routing like some playful * child over lessons, her mouth rigidly set against the flickering dimples of irresistible laughter, she listened to the jionipotiH old Due de Heta, or aii- Hwcrcd his wise sentences at random, With a wave of her hand. "Who is HheV" I inquired of M. Pirn- odiin tie'St. Ouou. a walking edition of "J,c! Tout Paris," tightly bound In a frock cout. ' "Why, thai is la belle Comlessc de Crequl do Cauaples; a widow, mon Cher, young, rich. If you admire her, here's your chance. The duke is dying to talk politics with the Dowager de , Kandriconrt. Forward, to the rescue!" And M. Plmodan emitted that short, dry cough which serves him as laugh or cough, while I stepped up to M.-de ttelz. who gratefully introduced me. "Dear cousin! Mr. Castlehigh—Oom- tesse de Cauaples." And he retired as Mine, dc Cauaples smiled up at,me with her humorous eyes. Her voice .AVIIS fluently musical as she gaily said, "We are not quite Strangers, for I have met yourcharm- 6yes BtmrkJcd. her llftS She Clapped her hatidg In delight, exclaiming in a. mupicnl tknlnde; Yoti yotif mother afld yoti al-e ft poet! 1 know yows English eyes expressed Ideals, sti-cngth and health, Poets mtty be cosmopolitans; Indeed, their home is hi all nations' heaits. tlavo yotl published? Not yet? Oh, thett do bring ydtir manuscripts to the l-otisei could yoti coine tottiol'roW, Tuesday? Yes? Mow good of you, when every moment way bd precious gold. Thank ymi, and Hit I'evoil-." And as 1 held that small hand In mine, 1 felt that I had made a frleiid. When 1 called next day, Mine, de Canaples was In lief boudoir. She listened to iny reading, silently, attentively, almost, it seamed, reverently, and wheh I left the house, after din* net 1 , I felt very great. The next morning we met in the Boise and rode together! the same night we danced a. cotillion at Mine, de Piot-Chandleu's, Fate seemed determined to make us meet, and, perhaps, we helped her. If a man and woman see much of each other they invariably talk of themselves, wax sentimental by walta music and imagine themselves In love after supper. But I am tired of flirtatious, sick of telling a woman whom I only admire that I love her. So one evening as we discussed sentiments over pate-de-fols- gras, I told her how much I regretted tlutt two great minds should lavishly follow the ex- eets, *hs Alleged fr&elMftfiMi of the felbie OMy the frncleSttiveM »1 the ftfeftrtg And Mladg at the \V6nid-fie fei- June «&.—Iti his serffibn today fcev. Dr. Tal- Jmage deals with a subject that le agl- l-tatlrtg the entire Christian church at .the . present mo- ••mettt, viz.: "Expurgation of the Scrip- ttures." The text chosen was, "Let true, but eVery mah a liar." ?., , ing sister atlhc Piot-Ohandleus." • Be- f I'ore I could frame a compliment, she ,,',,- suddenly added,'"Do you love horV" ;{/; "Who?" f ( ,'> "Your sisier, of course. I like every $'• i man to love his sister." '* v ' "Well, I hope I do." 'M " '"You only hope! Are von an EHR|^"' lishmau?" fA, ' , "More or less." Jft,. "Less, decidedly less. An Engllsh- '£' man with blue eyes like yours should 4 not only be honest and brave, but fe/. _' sure, sure of everything. Don't yon 4" KCC? EVou't yon understand what 'i<t Htrcngth, what manliness there Is In ^ ' being absolutely sure, even If you are "•"> quite -wrong? It is healthy; every- Jl - thing strong and absolute Is healthy. ^,. ^Viiat are yon, thenV" ^ t , "Well, a cosmopolitan." U "Ah! bah!" she exclaimed,'with a ^'-' toss of Iier diminutive head, as she t ;^ surveyed me good-humoredly, "And IP that means that you are not interost- 25" • ed in anything but 1 he surface • of *- things; that your aspiratinos go no >f, ^ htglier than a life will carry you; that *" i your feelings, philosophy, love, lounge',,.,„ in a mental Hotel Metropolis and ,) never work at home. Have you no ';' preference for any country?" \" "I think I prefer France." 7 ./ "For shame! yon a Castlehigh; you *) whoso very name seems rpoied in <_', ' Saxon soil! Ah." she added, with an'-,, . other of her kindly smiles, "I see it $-b nlj: you think to flattpr. But why ;J } • phuulil you not isneak I he truth? I %// ,t(dortt the Iruth! Yon cannot possibly Iv)' Ipvo anything better than your birth- P> ' placp, your family, your home!" JA. , 1 laugbPd, snylng; "You see, my ,}' niotbor was French," .-..',;" *Slie seiged 'my hai ample of the stupid. She agreed "If we remain on oltv present footitur, one of us tuny fall lu love. She opened her innocent eyes, smiling, "Yos," I continued, " in love; what else can happen? Whereas, if we go off somewhere together and live naturally, 'unconstrained'.by tho world..we shall know ourselves 'truly and enjoy a few days i>f rest." "Oh, tins wit. of man!" i'h,e cried, gaily clapping her i-nnds, her whole fan'; beaming with delight. The next morning we started by rail for Fontalnebleau. Soon we were both fnst,asleep, only to wake at oin- destination. Slio took a room at one hotel, I at another. The next day we drove In tho forest, silently-watching the royal trees, till our eyes grew tired and wo fell asleep. We stayed llio'ro a fortnight, driving, sleeping, barely saying a word, and yet quite happy. When we were buck in Paris she asked, "And why did we go to Fou- tainebleau for that?" "Because," I replied "at/ Fontainebleau we kept regular hours, allowed ourselves no cerebral excitement, drank no champagne, heard no one whisper, "Little Castlehigh Is awfully, in love with Mine, de Cauaples," or 'The Countess is decidedly sweet on ce cher garcon!' I have simply proved, dear'lady,"that society was forcing us with its champagne and talk, to think of each other, whereas nature left us to follow our own individual and separate thoughts/ Oh, that fortnight In Fontalnebleau! We scnrcelv smoke 'jay hand and shook JT exclaimed; "Then you •frankly, '~»u, wsally'dld lovo your mother? Yon loyp 4 1 ", J>PI\ country? 'Tis well! All human £„ c greatness of man is in his devotion to JL ;- his mother. France then seems to en*> fold you in her arms; the very air .f 1 '. i-arepseH, soothes and nurses you! But " oless, you are an Mjigllshmiui. lixturp pf races and uauies traflltlops of Jjoreditary faith. , ymst b.o stpadfast. Onlyn womuy fftpiiclously adopt and jinsHlon- i' her lave across the seas; muy .responsible, except to Uod, her- pfRptf and her imspand. Man must bo $fy ilia ,rork to which we cling. n v is V ; ojir ^oHwtry, onr UOJ.IIP, our heart. yp^IU'nwujboi' t|iat so^g of your people: &•' / f ' *'!» sylte pf all temptiitjQijM #?\'i • ,' 'A> belong to otiiei' nations, fk'- ',' Ho remains uu EjigiLjijinaij." 1,0V jjlce of hjiu! VPU k/ww thpre ^jjjptatlpijB, for JSngJaiifl peans t JVJH preaching; excyso me { ontainebleau! We scarcely spoke twice a day. Silence is repose, and repose is bliss. To think that we might have been vulgar lovers! A few more days of Paris, and my fate, at least, was sealed. But I understood the clangers of our situation. Could anything bo more paradoxical and modern than our elopement to Fontainebleau? Carry off: a woman mysteriously at night, two'hours by rail, to a strange town, remain 1 bore a fortnight entete-a-tete! - Arid all that not to become lovers, but, on the'con- trary, to escape the necessary, the historical development, of a situation without issue, Don't you think that onr late adventure gives us incontestable superiority over the greatest'wits of our age?" ; She seized both of my. hands and flx«d my eyes. It was a rapid, searching wondrous look; only her irregular and mobile face could have such expression; and for half a second sho scorned to tear open my soul, take a peep, see it all and shut' it up. Then she sat down on the sofa and gassed meditatively at me. Humor and disappointment were blended in her dimpled smile. She crossed hor arms, nodded her head, examined her little feet slowly ouo after flie other, and Highed, "Tho wit of man!" Sho shrugged her shoulders most charmingly as :9bc reiterated, each time with qnllo a now and singular Intonation, "The wit of man, tho wit of mini!" Most people would hav« been put out by the obvious double meaning of this remark, But I am a psychologist; in Net. I pride myself not a little on my penetration. 1 understood that sho smiloc) at my M'il, compared me to others, uijrt sighed regretfully ro, fleeted how few men are really capable of such subtle conduct with women, They aro few, indecl. Thcij sho buried her faco in her htuids to'think. And, with equal uji- expcctedncsB, came softly to me and kissed my cheek. "Thank you," she said, in a strangely, fur-oft 1 voico; though a youth, yon aro a «reat philosopher. Henceforth wo sire friends; wo will never allow society Jo make us poso ouo to 1lie other, bn't moot sometimes ami rest togohlor," She tripped away out of I ho room, But tho door sncjdenly reopened, and she leaned forward, offering her ox- quisito figure to my Uew jike a bouquet, us she smiled with hor swpet, red lips. "The wit of inaji, ha! ha!" s|io laughed, as she ran h»an Vrancisc'o Bulletin. be Romans ill., 4. The Bible heeds reconstruction according to some inside and outside the pulpit, It Is 1 ho surprise that the world bombards the Scriptures, but It is amassing to find Christian ministers picking at this in the Bible and denying that until many good people are left in the fog about What parts of the Bible they ought to believe, and what parts reject. The helnousness of flnd- ing fault with the Bible at this time Is most evident. Irt our day the Bible is asasiled by scurrility, by misrepresentation, by infidel scientists, by all the vice of earth and all the venom of perdition, and at this particular time even preachers of the Gospel fall Into line of criticism of the word of God. Why, It makes me think of a ship in a September equinox, the waves dashing to the top of the smoke-stack, and the hatches fastened down, and many prophesying the foundering of the steamer, and at that time some of the crew with axes and saws go down Into the hold of the ship, and they try to saw off some of theplanks and pry out some of the timbers because the timber did' not come from the rlsrht forest! It does not seem to me a commendable business for the crew to be helping the winds and storms outside with their axes and saws inside. Now, this old Gospel ship, what with the roaring of earth and hell around the stem and stern, and mutiny on deck, is having a very rough voyage, but I have noticed that not one of the" timbers has started, and the captain says he will see it through. And I have noticed that keelson and counter-tlmber-knee are built of Lebanon cedar, and she is going to weather the gale, but no credit to those Who make mutiny on deck. When I see professed Christians In this particular day finding fault with the Scriptures it makes me think of a fortress terrifically bombarded, and the men on the ramparts, instead of swabbing out and loading the guns, and helping fetch up the ammunition from the magazine, are trying with crowbars to pry out from the wall certain blocks of stone, because they did not come from the right quarry. Oh, men on the ramparts, bettor flght back, and fight down the common enemy, instead of trying to make breaches in the wall. While I oppose this expurgation of the Scriptures, I shall give you my reasons for such opposition. "What!" say some of the theological evolutionists, whose brains have been addled by too long brooding over thern by Darwin a.nd Spencer, "you don't now really belUve all the story of the Garden of Eden, do you?" Yes, as much as I believe there were roses in my garden last summer. "But," say they, "you don't really believe that the sun and moon stood still?" Yes, and if I had strength enough to create a sun and moon I could make them stand still, or cause the refraction of the sun's rays so it would appear to stand still. "But," they say, "you don't believe that the whale swallowed Jonah?" Yes, and if I were strong enough, to make a whale I could have made very easy ingress f or the refractory prophet.leaving to Evolution to eject him, if he were an unworthy tenant! "But," say they, "you don't really believe that the water'was turned into wine?" Yes, just as easily as water now is often turned into wine with an admixture of strychnine and logwood! "But," they say, "you don't really believe that Samson slew a thousand with the jawbone of an' ass?" Yes, and I think that the man who in this day assaults the Bible is wielding the same weapon! I am opposed to the expurgation of the Scriptures in the first place, because the Bible in its present shape has been so miraculously preserved. -Fifteen hundred years after Herodotus .wrote his history, there was only one manuscript copy of It. Twelve hundred years after Plato wrote his book, there was only one manuscript copy of It, God Was so careful to have us have the'Blble in just the right shape that we have fifty manuscript copies of the New Testament a thousand years old, and some of them fifteen hundred years old. This book handed down from the time of Christ, or just after the time of Christ, by the hand of such men as Origen in the second century and TertuJlian in the third century, and by men of different ages who died for their principles, The three best copies of the New Testament in manuscript in the possession of the three great churches—the Protestant church of- England, the Greek church of St, Petersburg, and the Romish church of Italy. It is a Plain matter of history that Tischendorf went to 9, convent in the peninsula of Sinai and was by ropeg jlf t- ed over the wall Into the convent, that being the only mode of admission, and that he saw there In the waste basket for,kindling for the flres, a manuscript of the Roly Scriptures. That night he many of Jthe pa'sjjages of that '"" it was not un,lil flfteen. years pf earnest 1 ' entreaty and purchase on .. espy P.f.the jfpiy put MHP th,e hand "o? the oije opp,y so m,ary that Cataiogtig •6'6'rlCelpUMthf with ottfs-i-testWidn^ giV&t fey of the &bU aM tftfe etemy of if HE ChHsiiaftHy. tfte catatbftie hbw Jtrst like the catalogue theft. Assaulted arid 6plt oft and torn to piece! and burned, yet adhering. The book teday, in three hundred languages, confronting four- fifths of the hurtian race in their o#h tongue. , four hundred million copies of It In existence. CoeS ttpt ttiat look as if this book had beeh divinely protected, as if God had guarded it all through the centuries? Nearly all the other old books are mumifled and are lying in the tombs of old libraries, and,perhaps once In twenty years some man dohies along and picks Up one of them and blows the dust off, aha? opens it and flttds it the book he does not want. But this old book, much of it forty (ienturies old, stands today more discussed than any other book, and It challenges the admiration of all the good and the spite and the venom and the animosity and the hyper-critl- clsm of earth and hell. I appeal to your common sense, If a book so divinely guarded 'and protected in its pres^- ent shape, must Hot be irt just the waj- that God wants It to come to us, ahd if it pleases God, ought It not to.please us? Not only have all the attempts to detract from the book failed, but all the attempts to add to it. Many attempts were made to add the apochryphal books to the Old Testament. The Council of Trent, the Synod of Jerusalem, the Bishops of Hippo, all decided that the apochryphal books must be added to the Old Testament. "They must stay Jn," said those learned men; but they stayed out, There Is not an Intelligent Christian man that today will put tho Book of Maccabees or the Book of Jud'lth beside the Book of Isaiah or Romans. Then a great many said: "We must have books addwed to the New Testament," and there were epistles and gospels and apocalypses written and added to the New Testament, but they, have all fallen out. You cannot add anything. You cannot subtract anything to the divinely protected book in the present shape. Let no man dare to lay his hands on It with the Intention of detracting from the book, or casting qutvany -of these holy pages. I am also opposed to this proposed expurgation of the Scriptures for tliB fact that In proportion as people become self-sacrificing- and good and holy and consecrated, they like the book as it is. I have yet to find a man or a woman distinguished for self-sacrifice, for consecration to God, for holiness of life, who wants the Bible changed. Many of us have inherited family Bibles. Those Bibles were In use twenty, forty, fifty, pel-ban's a hundred years in the. generations. To-day take down these family Bibles, and find out If there are any chapters which have been erased by lead pencil or pen, and if in any margins you can find the words: "This chapter not fit to read." There has been plenty of opportunity during the last half century privately to expurgate the Bible. Do you know any case of such expurgation? Did not your grandfather give it to your father, and did not your father g-lve it to you? Beside that, I am opposed to the expurgation of the Scriptures because the so-ca'lled indelicacies and .cruelties of, the Bible have demonstrated no evil result. A cruel book will produce cruelty—an unclean book will produce uncleanness. Fetch me a victim. Out of all Christendom and out of all the ages, fetch me a victim whose heart has been hardened to cruelty, or whose life has been made Impure by this book. Show me one. One of the best families I ever knew, for thirty or forty years, morning and evening, had all the members gathered together, and the servants of the household, and the strangers that happened to be within the gates—twice a day, without leaving out a chapter or a verse, they read this holy, book, morning by morning, night by night. Not only the elder children, but the little child who could just spell her way through the verse while her mother helped her, The father beginning and reading one verse, then all the members of the family in turn reading a verse, The father maintained his integrity, the mother maintained her integrity, the sons grew up and entered professions and commercial life, adorning every sphere' in the life in'which they lived, and the daughters went into families where Christ was honored, and all that was good and pure and righteous reigned perpetually, For thirty years that family endured the Scriptures. Not one of them ruined by them. Now, if you will tell me of a family where the Bible has been read twice a day for thirty years, and the children have been brought up In that habit, and the father went to ruin, and the mother went to ruin, and the sons and daughters were destroyed by it—if you will tell me of one such incident, I will throw away my Bible, or I will doubt your veracity. I tell you, if a man is Shocked with what he calls the indelicacies of the Word of God, he is prurient in his taste and imagination, If a man cannot read Solomon's Song, without impure suggestion, he is either in his heart or in his life, a Hbertlne. The Old Testament description ot wickedness, uncleanjiness of all sorts, is purposely and righteously a disgust- Ing account, instead of tho Byronio and the Parisian vernacular which makes sin attractive Instead of appalling, When those old prophets point you to a lazaretto you understand it is n lasaretto, When a man having begun to do right falls back into wickedness and gives up his integrity, the Bible does not say he was overcome by the fascinations of the festive .board, or that he surrendered to convivialities, pr that he became a little fast in his habits. I will tell you what the Bible says; "The dog is turned to his own vomit again, and the gow that was washed to her wallowing In the mtrV No gilding of {Dignity. No garlands on a death's-head,, N.Q pounding a\vay vy r |th 1 mftft'8 IteaM, me* *8JfiSti«rt» get Into Ifie irtrfpit ftf tf-efl aS mo the frew, never Bavlftg mil chamfea fadfeaJtt by the SdterMtft grace of 6a&. (let frour hfeart rigiit and the B"ibie -frill be fright. ¥he trouble is men's natures are Hot brought ihto harmony With Ihe Word of God. Ah! my fHends, e*burgatlon of the heart is what Is tvanted. You cannot fciaki» me believe that the Scriptures, Which this rriorfleni He on the table of the purest and best men and Women of the age, and frhlch Were the dying solace of your kindred passed into the skies, have in them a taint Which the strongest inicroscope of honest criticism could make visible. If men are uncontrollable in their Indignation Wheh the Integrity of Wife or child Is assailed, ahd judges and jurors as fat- as possible excuse violence under such provocation, what ought to be the* overwhelming ahd long resounding thunders of condemnation for arty man who Will stand In a Christian pulpit and assail thp more than virgin purity or inspiration, the well beloved daughter of God? Expurgate the Bible! You might as Well go to the old picture galleries In Dresden, and In Venice and in Rome and expurgute the old paintings. Perhaps you could find a foot of Michael Angelo'S "Last Judgment" that might be Improved. Perhaps you could throw more expression Into Raphael's '.'Madonna." Perhaps you could put more pathos into Reubens' "Descent from the Cross." Perhaps you could dhange the crests of the waves In Turner's "Slave Ship." Perhaps you might go Into the old galleries of sculpture and change the forms and the posture of the statue's of Phidias and Praxiteles. Such an icon- clast would very soon find himself In the penitentiary. But it is worse vandalism when a man proposes to re-fashion these masterpieces of Inspiration, and to remodel the moral gltints of this gallery of God. * * * Of all the works of Dore, the great artist, there was nothing so Impressive as his Illustrated Bible. What scene of Abrahamic faith, or Edenlc beauty, of dominion Davldlc, or Solomonic, of miracle, or parable, of nativity or of cVuclflxlon, or of last judgment but the thought leaped from the great brain to the skillful pencil, and from the skillful pencil to immortal canvas. The Louvre, the Luxembourg, the National Gallery of London compressed within two volumes of Dore's illustrated Bible. But the Bible will come to. better illustration than that, my friends, when all the deserts have become gradens, and all the armories have become academies, and all the lakes have become Genne- sarets with Christ walking them, and all the cities haA'e become Jerusa- lems with hovering Shekinah; and the two hemispheres will be clapping symbols of divine praise, and the round earth a footllght to Emanuel's throne- that, to all lands, and all ages, and all centuries, and all cycles will be the best specimen of Bible Illustrated. loss II Btl*lefeili Closer *hAn a free* !fifc tfiei&afetfa*. dri eft fcit *ntt ii Sj th% aid of j-ioa'tette*'* te>8, Mfttl i&ters ttie t/«ftt *i ttmfe, ity'Wtfise it frfomptiy aftd _ No testJffibny is more positive atju than tnat fvnijcn estauasnei its emt&oy in tins oostinate dwettSe. use it Witft usSafahee ot good results lor malarial, dyspoptte oftd fce*». tius trouwo, fconstipation tvtiU umousnes*.. It is estimated that t»o ygaifg required for the gulf w&teF t« tJ-atel Plofidft to the coast of Norway, A. M. PRIEST. Dnifireist, ShelbyttHe, Ind» suys: "Hall's Calarfh cure Srl»6s the best ol satlSfabtion. Cafi get plenty of testimonials, as it cures every one who takes it." Druggists sen t, 75o. u _ tt Too many people do their eoaxihg with a blub. t use Piso'S (Jure for Consumption both itt ttiy failiily find Bl-fictice.— l)n. 0. W f, thk&tef, Mich., Nov. S, 1891. ' Lack of tnottey is the chief cause suicide in Prance. of If You are Tired A 11 the time, without special exertion, ta tired in the morning as when you retire at night, you may depend upon 'it, your blood is impure and is lacking in vitality. That is why it does not supply strength to nerves and muscles, You need Hood's Sarsaparilla to purify and enrich your blood. A few bottles of this great medicine will give you strength and vitality because it will make pure blood. . Get Hood's. Piflci r HIS P, uro i«ibitu«,t lluti. 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Three thousand pounds of standard bronze metal were used in making this handsome memorial, The casting was begun at 6 a. m. day before yesterday arid was not completed until the middle of the afternoon. An heroic sitting statue of Peter Cooper, by St, Gaudens, is also finished in bronze in this foundry, but is kept carefully concealed behind a draping of white cloth, the sculptor having given positive orders that "not a soul shall see it" until it is unveiled in public. Mr. Lorme resisted the touching appeal of a World reporter to lift up a corner of the cloth, saying; "Mr, St. Gaudens would throw me in my own furnace if I did so."' Still attheVroiit. 'AVuy Up ill-Quality. 'Way P",™. 1 " *r'_°.?-..LWo have a]a%D : .to& of 111! cycles and Sundries, Shoos, Stockings, 'Sweaters. Hepair Outfits, etc., and KvcrytlilnK a. (Jycllst Needs. Wo also have a large Itepnlr Shop and Plat- ln« Works. Parties Bonding us ropatrwork will ro- colvo prompt attention. Correspondence solicited. KENYON-COOPER BICYCLE CO., 80S LOCUST ST., DES MOINES, IA. but , a silver mallet at Iniquity when it heeds understand hew people, pvej th» Owtyfat may, " of }t WOMEN IN FRANCE, They Are Not Only the Stronger, the Better Half. Women are the stronger as well as the better half of France. They do everything but build houses. The best inspector in the French custom house is a woman. She is in the Havre office, and she has a nose that can detect dutiable goods without opening a lopk. She is naturally amiable and slow to anger, but woe to the foreigner or countryman who prpvokes her ire, There is no sadder spectacle Jn the republic of France than the woman shoe polishers, who doze under the sheds of the markets and quay, one eye shut and t'other fixed on the boot box over the way, patiently waiting for trade. They ask 5 pents and accept 2 cents for their unwomanly work. At Thjers, the blackest town in France, the women sit outside of the grimy little machine shops mating scissor blades and polishing knife and scissor handles. The stream that turns the 10,000 little mill wheels is blacker than the Chicago river, and, as the furnaces never burn without belching, the tollers are sometimes Malay and (sometimes Mongolian, but sejr dpm Caucasian in pplor, Not long ago a college womw went down to Thiers to teach school" for the winter, The prom- 1 Jse of eighty pupils 'was $. temptatjon, but ,on reaching the polony of soot-begrimed and smoke-stained smlth}es'>b,e found that the position paJd $5 a month, and the teacher was expected to ish the fuel for the winter, <!»»> «mrriH4Hni$e fr«w Jfc is n wpl} tyivpvi) fact ijiat horses ean liwji« KOQiuta tUjit i»'0 jiot tb kuqiaji earif',' h.w89sjpje: $1.00 WHEAT Wheat Is Advancing From Day to Day, and Now Is the Time to Buy. TliB Chinch Bvg, Heesinti Fly, Drouth, Hot Wind, Heavy Frosts and JJght Supplies make Wheat che«|> atlioa. T iero In no money to bs nmde by Btandlnir uy aii.1 looking at thla great cereal sell from I to fi cent* higher each day and not have: a trade on th» markel. • • . • ' • We Btronely advise the purchase of wheat at the present price, en a margin of not less than losnta double your purchases us your proilta will juatify It on asafe margin, and the cnances are that large profits will certainly he taken on the investment. We had many customers who made from »1.000 to «3,000 in this way on investments of from $100 to *200 during last ten days. .There it no invity In be made watching thtsmar- Ket aili»nce fmm to day, Mny wheat, ai. oiicct. Send your orders In by wire, have your buik who us tho amount of money deposited to our uredlt, and we will at once place the order on receipt of'your telegram, wiring you at what price the same was purchased. For further Information write us for Daily Market Bulletin, which sugi, r est« whatand when to buy. and nlso our Manual on IJeulIng In Grain, I'rovlslonc anil Stocks. BOTH KRKK; C. W. MTANSJBIiIj'dt-OU.t Itonin A. 'rriulpr*' JtKIff,, Chicago, 11J, "Hitch Your Wagon to a Star," " as Emerson said,—that is, don't be content with any . bicycle except the best one made—the COLUHBIA, Matchless as these famous bicycles have been in past years, you will rub your eyes when you see the quality and beauty of the 4895 models—*l00, POPE flFO, CO, Qencrnl Office fl))( i Factories, HARTFORD-, ' ?f,! T 2. N '"•* J°" K ' ewi»*ep» ' "Wiiftt dtetlnption have you won at P9»eg,e? you are not an athlete and in «u your studia^ yet j ' vm hm tow* ^l^PteA did }t neeil the Oatttlogue, w wprk «| tak/ that spowa every qottul of n e o, »(, a Col nmt>m ngenoyj by m»U {or two 2-9pnt itAmp Meta_ Wheel . Jf P yeui wagon STO tO {l r »

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