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Lowkry's Claim is published every
month at New Denver, B. C, Canada. It
is devoted to Truth and Humor. It has
no press or trust list, but is sent free to all
persons over 100 years of age. It is a
Sham Crusher, and will fight all frauds
to a red finale. It costs $i a year in any
part of this world, but lack of mail facilities prevents it being mailed to Mars,
Hades and other out-of-the-way places.
All agents can make 25 cents upon each
subscrption obtained. Advertising rates
are $2 an inch each insertion, and no cut
is made for time or position. If you desire this journal do not depend upon your
neighbor, but send in your white or green
dollar before the thought grows cold.
The same editor shoves the pen on this
journal and The New Denver I<edge, so
do not confound your orders when sending iu your collateral.
R. T. LtiwRKV.
New Denver, B. C.
A blue, mark here mean.** that your miharrtpUoti
Ml expired. Ah credit i-> not given, you arc
requeatcd to renew before another month i��uwes
a 101 if*.
Actions are the result of wise or
foolish  thoughts.
False economy has caused the 0.
P. R. to lose* many a dollar.
Emeition, without reason, is the
greatest factor in the* church teniay.
Push a good work  along by getting a friend to read this journal.
mines is a greater crime than the
killing of Christ. He could have
saved himself but the boys cannot.
In America we feel so sorry because the heathen worships au
idol made of wood. Theu we bow
clown to a book made of paper and
think that we are cutting the
proper caper. Such is the egotism
of man.
Never mind the knocker. Like a
fiog amid the slimy waters of a
stagnant pool, he is bound to make
a neiise, especially in the dark.
In these days when combines are
so COmmon it is becoming fashionable to e*all a matrimonial alliance
a merger..
The Empress of Russia recently
paid $5,000 for a dress, while, in
her country there are thousands of
women who do not even know
what lingerie means.
Mother Jones says that the
crucifixion  of little  boys in  coal
To prevent perjury the kissing
of tbe bible may again be introduced in New Jersey. Killing
chickens is still used for the same
pnrpose in China. Telling the
truth through fear is probably
better than not telling it at all.
J. Pierpont Morgan, judging
ftom his remarks, has never played
poker. Then with all his millions
he has never tasted of that supreme
pleasure, of that ecstatic joy that
comes to him who tills a bobtail
with the cuter when only threes
are in the hand of the man who
has just gashed a fat jackpot.
White bread is a starvation fooel-
A dog fed on whole wheat bread
and water will live right along, but
�� dog fed 011 nothing but white
bread and water will die in twelve
days. Eating white bread is only
a waste of time ancl stomach space.
People should some clay lie wise
enough to find this out.
Children often make strange remarks. In Boston, the other day,
says the Herald, a little girl overheard her parents talking about
the high price of meat. That night
there was an increase in the family
and the little tot went around telling the neighbors that her mother
was so good because she had bought
such a big baby when meat was so
Wisconsin intends to do away
with liars. A bill will be introduced into its next session of legislature making it compulsory for all
fishermen to weigh every fish that
exceeds a pound. If a man tells a
fish story he will have to back it
up with a government certificate.
This much-needed reform will be
hailed with delight by all in that
state who are advocates of truth in
all its ramifications.
It is said the women who love
die young because their hearts die
out, while the flirt lives on sipping the honey from every flower.
This may or may not be so, but
the fact remains the lighter the love
the lesser the pain. He or she who
lianks everything on one individual
is like the gambler who bets his
fortune on one card. To win may
unhinge the mind with joy, while
to lose is hell grown personal.
The world gives signs of drifting
back to barbarism. The recent
coronation of King Edward seems
like a leaf plucked from the history
of pagan days. Such a ceremony
is entirely out of keeping with the
progress of the age, and should be
put away with the musty things of
a dead past. In the bright light
shed upon modern life by science
and education such mummery is
out of place. The float of other
days might awe the ignorant, but
it only serves to make the intelligent smile at the material pomp
and pumps of church and state.
The Japs are rapidly becoming
Americanized. In the city of
Osaka, Japan, a bank manager has
got eight, years in jail for fraud,
while another in the same city has
been arrested for forgiug an $80,000
note. In another city all the
council, including the mayor, have
lieen jailed for corruption. There
are 300 editors in jail, but it cannot be learned for what cause.
From this record it would seem
that the little brown men are becoming too civilized and something
should be done to keep missionaries and American literature out
of the country. S4*
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Straws   of  Death
W.   0.   fieenan   in   Argonaut   \& \& \& ^ ^ ^
The regiment was settling down
for the night with some grumbling
and much profane jesting, for Western volunteers possess a sense of
humor superior to the most trying
conditions. Somewhere in the
darkness in front, the Filipinos
were taking pot shots between their
cigarettes, as au occasional zeu !
4'There go the damn  typewriters," cried a young private.  " Fir- j
ing at fire-flies, as usual.   No sleep
'' Put your mouth on the safety
notch," ordered the captain from
the right of the company. '��� They're
sending out the outposts. Get
their bearings, so that you can
shoot around them if the It-all opens
Two  men   were  receiving   final
instructions from the  colonel, previous to  venturing into the hostile
country   in   front.     "Sneak   out]
about two hundred yards," ordered)
the officer, "and  lie low.    If you i
see any signs  of an   attack, try to j
get back and  warn   us.     If you j
can't get back, you   must warn as
somehow, and take  your chances.
no need to tell you  to  lie  careful. \
You hold the lives of many men in
your hands.    Good luck, boys."
This sort of work is called Cos- i
sack outpost duty, and men detailed I
upon it should not be meu of family
or nerves. A few nights previous
two uervous men were detailed
upon it. One of them fired at a
white pariah dog. The shot caused
the Filipinos to concentrate a
series of voileys, lasting thirty
minutes, in the direction of the
outposts. The Americans awakened from a sound sleep and let go
several unauthorized volleys. Consequently the two nervous men,
lieing between two tires, were riddled with two kinds of ammunition.
The two men detailed for this
evening's work were of a different
metal. " Morituri te salutamus,
colonel," said one with a reckless
laugh. With the easy nonchalence
of veterans they gave the rifle
salute, and, sliding over the top of
the trench, disappeared into the
"Therego two good men*)" observed the colonel.
The two men tiptoed across the
dry rice paddies, each holding his
rifle at the ready. There was no
sound except the occasional hiss of
a random bullet, or the faint and
distant pop of a rifle.
''Guess this is far enough," said
one of the men at length ; "here is
a little hollow.' Why it is almost
as safe as a trench." The other
acquiesed with a faint murmur,
aud they sprawled upon the ground
facing the enemy's territory.
" It's a queer freak of fate that
we two should be detailed on this
together," observed the shorter of
the two, "after avoiding each other
so successfully."
11 It's damned queer, Osborne,"
returned the other, "but we'll have
to stand it."
" It's not that I would want a
better man for a tight place,
Wade," said Osborne, '���but there
is that one thing."
" Yes, I know," wearily, : "that's
the trouble. If you were not as
good or a better man than I, there
would be no danger of Helen Bart-
lett caring for you."
" We were good friends in the
old clays," said Osborne, rather
huskily : "if one of us only loved
her a little less."
" No go, Tom," replied the
other. " It is either her or hell
for me. Our friendship was a
holy thing, but she is aliove that.
Would you-"
"No, you are right. It is no
thoroughfare. My God ! I wish it
it were ended, one way or the
" What can we do," queried
Wade, with studied composure.
" We can't gouge each other with
bayonets out here, ancl Spring-
fields at two yards is a bit unique.
Osborne laughed harshly. " We
might draw straws, the looser
speedily to meet an accidental
" No, thanks," replied Wade.
" I am willing to take my bullet if
it comes, but not that way. One
of us might get it decently at any
" You're right Wade," snid Osborne.    " You're a good  fellow."
"Sameto you," returned Wade.
" Let's quit chattering and attend
to our work."
For some time they lay silent,
staring into the darkness looking
for things they could not see, even
had they been there. Only the intermittent popping of musketry
and the occasional zeu of a Mauser
bullet broke the silence. Now and
then they could see through the
blackness a faint, momentary glare
" Confound them," observed Osborne, "the Filipinos can smoke
anyhow. I'm dying for a cigarette."
44 If you light a match here,"
said Wade, "we'll lie targets for
aliout four thousand rifles."
4'That's true enough," agreed
Osborne with a soft chuckle;
"cigarettes are rather expensive
out here." Another period of
silence followed.
44 Wade," inquired Osborne sud
deuly, "sre you   willing  to  try a
wild scheme for settling  this matter forever?"
"Anything fair and reasonable,"
replied the other. " What's your
44 Draw straws," said Osborne,
briefly, "the man who gets a short
one to stand up and light a match
and���go to his fathers."
Wade caught his breath anel was
mute for some time considering.
44 Not so l��ad," he observed, after
a time ; " but we are on duty now."
"Oh, the devil," said Osborne,
lightly : "tbe Filipinos wouldn't
attack for all the loot of Manila.
An outpost here is merely a matter
of form. Besides, one of us will
lie left.''
'"That's so," returned Wade,
"and I see no objection."
44 You fix the straws then," said
Osborne quickly. "I'll draw."
He lieigau to whistle softly iu a
nervous fashion as men do when
they are close to death. Wade
fumbled silently with some fragments of rice straw. His movements were slow anel mechanical.
Some men are constituted that way.
"Here Tom," he said, stretching
out his right fist. " May the letter man get it."
Osborne extended a hand that
trembled slightly, aud lingered the
disclosed ends of straw for a brief
time. Suddenly he clutched one
and pulled it out. At the same instant there was a strange, soft thud,
ancl Wade fell upon his face. Hi*
limbs   moved   convulsively   foi; a
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moment; then  he lay motionless.
"For God's sake, Billy I what's
up?" cried Osborne in an agonized
whisper. He laid his hand on the
man's face, but jerked it away horrified, for it touched something
warm and wet.
'^She's mine I" he muttered with
fierce triumph ; then, "Poor Billy."
A thought came that caused him
to gasp and shudder. He hesitated,
reached for the dead man's hand,
and loosened his clasp from the
other straw. It was several inches
longer than the one he had drawn.
" What shall I do?" he moaned.
440h, Billy!" he cried, shaking
the dead man's shoulder as if to
rouse him. " What shall I do?"
Only the far-off popping of the
rifles broke th 3 oppressive stillness.
44 What would you have done?"
he asked in the same strain. " By
God!" suddenly, "you were a
good man. You would have kept
the compact. I lost fairly. Bear
witness Billy, I am as good a man
as vou."
He laid his hand for an instant
on the dead man's forehead. Then
he rose slowlv and fumbled iu his
pocket. At length he found a
match. For a moment he stood
irresolute, inhaling strong breaths
of air. Already he had begun to
feel the horror of being shut out
fiom it forever, lt was hard to
give the sigual for his own death.
His teeth came together with a
click,  and,   scratching   the  match
and played very cautiously, for he I asked the driver.
was quite sure that the players, or !     " Don't yer know that?"  ans-
at least some of them, were cheat-  wered the conductor. " Why that's
ing.     One solemn-faced  Scot,   he one of them  Indians that worships
was   especially   sure,   he   caught ; the sun 1"
cheating a number of times.    He      " Worships the sun?" said the
began  whistling a  part   of   some j shivering driver.    "I suppose'e's
vagrant tune.    The Scot who had come over 'ere to 'ave a rest."
been cheating arose from the table      This recalls the  reply given  on
and threw down the cards. I one occasion by an Eastern poten-
" What   is   the    matter,"   the j tate to Queen Victoria, who asked
other players asked. i him  whether his people did not
"I'm  gangin'awa',"   the Scot | worship the sun.
answered, glaring at the stranger.
" I'll play cards wi' no mon that
whustles on the Sabbath."���New
York Journal.
" Yes, your majesty," answered
the Oriental, "and if you saw him
you would worship him also.''
on his shoe, he
fore his  breast.
held  the Maine be-
Just Pound It Out.
Gee whiz !
What a fine tiling it is
To be a Presbyterian baby
To-day 1
But say,
It wrasn't so gay
In the old way.
Well, I guess not;
When we got
It hot.
No matter what
Injustice it was to us,
Wbo   were  too  little to raiBe
We hadn't done a thing
To anybody.
And it wasn't our fault
That we were liorn,
Was it ?
Of course, we had some show
To go
Up if we stayed alive long enough i ror(|
Gems of Thought.
Of moral purpose I see no trace
in n it ure. That is an article bf
exclusively human manufacture,
and very much   to  our   credit.
Theology makes God a tyrant,
a slave; credulity a virtue,
thought a crime. Everything is
demanded���obedience, faith, meek-
I ues- the only reward; Well done,
good and faithful servant. Every-
! thing is promised except liberty,���
R. Gr. Ingersoll.
By morals 1 mean the doctrines
a | of a special kind of pleasure or displeasure which is felt by the human mind in contemplating certain
courses of conduct, whereby they
are felt to be right or wrong. The
maxims of ethics are hypothetical
maxims, derived from experience
and based on the assumption of the
uniformity of nature.���W. K. Clif-
A Conscientious
A commercial traveling man
landed at Edinburgh, Scotland.
Saturday night, too late to get out
Of town for Sunday. The next
day he found that there was actually
no form of amusement iu the whole
city to assist him in whiling away
the day. He went to the proprietor of the hotel to see- if he could
suggest a way of passing the remainder of the day.
The landlord took pity on the
stranger aud took hiin to one of a good story of the weather. The
the rooms in the house* in which a scene wa* a Strand omnibus. A
number of Scotchmen were playing' leaden sky was overhead, the rain
a game called nap, which is a "sort; poured ciown uncompromisingly,
of modification of seven up. They \ mud was under foot. A red- capped
were playing for a shilling a point, Parsee, who was sitting near the
so that the game was a pretty stiff dripping driver, got down as the
oue- conductor came up.
The stranger got in  the game|     "What sort o'chap is that?"
But it was p. d. tough
On us if we didn't.
Ancl lots of us didn't.
We weren't to blame,
But we got it just the same,
It took
The Presbyterian Pops
Two hundred and fifty years
To find it out.
Gee Whiz !
How slow some Presbyterians is !
���W. J. Lampton
An Unknown God
The   Manchester Guardian tells
In order to induce belief one
should require accounts from eyewitnesses directly and account*
which do not contradict each other.
If we were told by one that the
risen Jesus was not spirit but flesh
and bones and was able to eat, and
eat a dinner of broiled fish,
bread, and honeycomb, and could
be handled and touched, and then
we were told by another that Jesus
came and disappeared suddenly,
and passed through closed doors,
we would say that one or the other
story may lie true, but both cannot
lie true. For whatever passes
through a closed door, whatever it
may or may not be, is not a body
of bone and flesh. If we were examining the question today, we
should require the witnesses to be
independent and unbiased, whereas the gospel records gives us the
witness only of deciples.���Rev. C.
E. Beeby. S44
A Paper RopnanGe
By the Bdilor 'S^'S'S'^^^^*^
Six years ago the Slocan was
boiling over wdth business. The
crowd attracted by the glitter of
gold in the iron caps around Rossland had swept along until it
surged through the silver belt like
coons at a chicken coop. Times
were swift, even in New Denver,
and the fizzing of wine vied in uoise
with the roaring of the lake. The
jack-pot roosted high and the
woman in red flashed her colors in
every camp. Sandon was clamoring for a paper and every time I
struck tbe long lean street in that
gulch town the citizens would turn
their vocal batteries upon me and
fairly shriek for something to
quench the " long-felt want," I
stood tbem off from time to time,
for although I desired the trade of
the sunless city, I felt bashful
about opening up any more newspaper cemeteries. I was safe so
long as no thick-souled printer
wandered down the canyon, packing a bag of type and an army
press. But the day came at last
and it was up to me to load the
hole or throw away the powder.
It came about this way : Seneca
G. Ketchum had wandered into the
formation over the tie route. I
had often heard of Seneca. I
knew he was a desperate man and
had committed many acts of humor
between the two seas. He was
wanted in many towns for having
shaken the gravity of the inhabitants, and had a most ^talented
way of sipping the juice of com
when it was aged and yellow in
the glass. So when I heard that
Seneca was in the hills around the
Lucerne, I felt a desire to capture
him and place him behind the gun
in a newspaper oflice at Sandon,
while I counted the dollars and
held the tape on the financial
column. The day came at last
when Seneca walked down the
the trail.and lit up the Lucerne
with the rosy redness of his handsome physog. I was counting a
few thousand dollars that I had
just taken in when the shadow of
his Apollic form fell athwart the
door. I started for my cannon
when my gaze rested on his face,
but hastily put it away when the
silvery notes of his rhythmic voice
floated against my auricular appendage, like drops of rain to a
parched soul. He stated that having been a great reader of Sunday
school tracts he had often heard of
me, and had called to see if I would
assist him iu a great work for the
benefit of humanity. He was desirous of starting a paper iu Sandon but only had 00 cents capital,
and would I give him a few days'
work until he could pull things
into shape. Certainly I would.
Then I assayed him and found
that his pile looked more like 30
than 00 cents, while his breath
showed a trace that might have
been float from a brewery.
Four days wore away from the
shore of time and we had the plot
hatched. Seneca was to get the
contracts for the ads, I was to put
iu a plant, and on a fat salary he
was to hold the pen in Sandon until Bright's disease swallowed him
up or the citizens killed him. But,
alas 1 how easily are the plans of
man blown into chaotic oblivion.
A stone will turn the course of a
mighty river if dropped near the
source. Seneca went to Sandon in
the young of the clay, but by night
he was caught in an alcoholic cyclone and wired for more money.
I went to his rescue and found
that in one short spasm of six
hours he had had a hundred drinks
ancl taken something less than $.'H),-
000 worth of ads. Taking so many
ads in such a rapid manner had
dazed him and when I caught up
to him in the Bucket of Blood
saloon I was convinced that the
high altitude, coupled with such a
rush of business, would not agree
with Seneca. So I led him out
under the stars, handed him not
more than a thousand dollars and
requested him to let me know by
mail how many ties there were between Sandon ancl Kaslo. He has
not written me yet. The Sandon
Paystreak was launched under
other auspices, while Ketchum became chief of police in Nelson. He
was one of the kindest officers that
city ever had and it is said only
made one arrest during the nine
months of his reign. The memorable break in his placid record was
the day when he ran  the mayor in
for saturating the ozone with too
much sulphur.
After making a fortune out of
the Paystreak I turned it over to
Wm. Mc A dams, who has succeeded
in planting its name across .the
continent. Willie has recently returned from a judicial course of
instruction at the coast, in which
he learned that a Slocan pat hand
will not always beat threes���on
the bench.
Prudish Ignorance.
Against the stupidity of the ignorant or prudish it is difficult to
find protection. In New York not
long ago Mrs. Craddock was sent
to jail because she published a book
dealing plainly on sexual matters.
Some of the highest authorities
upon morais and literature said
that her book was a blessing to
the people, but the judge could not
see it that way. His mind probably had mud splashed upon its
In one of the middle states a
man is serving 15 months in jail
because he sent pictures of the
nude by express to customers. The
truth even in nature must wear fig
leaves in Missouri.
In the little town of Home.
Washington, where the saline
breeze* of the Pacific flutter the
foliage, then' live* a lady, old in
body but young in an indomitable
spirit that ever strives to lift the
human race out of the slime. She
print* a paper called "Clothed with
the sun," and her bank account
can be pushed through the eye of a
needle without any clanger of
catching on the sides. Her name'
is Mrs. Lois Waisbrooker, and the
suns of 75 summers have shed their
light across her earthly path. Hei
paper and her literary work is
largely devoted to placing woman
in her right sphere. If her teachings were followed out there would
be no need of jiils, judges or
churches, for heaven would lie here
instead of away off somewhere',
and shut up to all without creed
tickets. She believes that love is
greater than law in se��x relations,
and that the woman who eonsu-
inates her love without legal sale
does not sin and there are no fallen women in the sense the world
uses that term ; they are knocked
down. Thinking people know she
is right, but that did not prevent
the law from seizing her in that
glorious land of the free called the
._-__. SKMKMBE1, WW.|
United States, and taking her before the court in Tacoma. An ignorant jury found her guilty and
she was fined $100. The judge
did not agree with the jury, but
himself a slave to law, he had to
fine her. The old lady fainted
during the trial and to psy her
fine it took the last cent she had.
Half of the fine went to the human
serpent, Inspector Wayland, who
worked up the case. I have more
admiration for a maggot that sucks
its mush from the rotten dead than
I have for such men as Wayland.
He is an ulcer upon the name of
man, a walking effluvia into which
some puke of nature has blown
guts and a stomach. I blush for
the chivalry of men in Tacoma
when within the walls of that city
such an injustice was perpetrated
upon an old and feeble lady. If
gentlemen cannot lie found to sit
upon a jury in Tacoma an effort
should be made to procure men. It
is an outrage to allow mixtures of
mud and manure to try any case,
even in Washington. The blot is
on Tacoma.
Sunday liauus
Religion as it is practised iu
Canada is binding aud has chains.
The Lord's Day Alliance is attempting to get the people of the
west to discard oue kind of bond-
and accept another. At a meeting
in Nelson the other day many so-
called good people were in favor of
having laws passed to prohibit by
force the closing on Sunday of cer-
taia things that a certain number
do not like. Force seems to be
the great thing with some people.
They would kill a man in order to
make him good according to their
views. Take all the Lord's Day
Alliance talk about helping those
who toil, what does it amount to ?
Simply that a certain number of
misguided cranks wish to curtail
the liliei ty of the people in order
to suit their own narrow ideas of
goodness. liy force they wish to
stop work on Sunday ancl by force
they wish to stop play on the sams
day. Their scheme is to force people into idling oue clay iu the week
or to put in their time listening to
the various schemes of creed boosters for keeping out of hell. There
are thousands of people in Canada
who do not like the noise made by
churches on Sunday, but they never
think of getting the legislature to
pass laws preventing it. One is as
reasonable as the other. This dictating to your neighbor how he
should live is the height of egotism
and the cause of more hell than
heaven on this earth. Sunday and
all its laws are the product of men,
past and present. Constantine, a
pagan ruler in Rome, passed the
first legislation in reference to that
day. There is no difference in
days, as nature teaches us, and
nature is run by God or whatever
you choose to call the power that
no man cau or ever has been able
fathom. All nature plays, sings
or works on Sunday the same as
other days. Then why should
some men set themselves above
God and wish to drag their neighbors by law in the same direction?
Becausesuch men are devoid largely
of the divine nature and require to
be re-incarnated several times before they will understand what
God or goodness means. They may
require prayers and find it necessary to tell the Supreme how
wicked they are. but they should
not place all the world on the same
plane. The wicked think they
should go to church on Sunday,
but the good will become better by
healthful amusements in the open
air. Only the wicked should sit in
musty churches listening to discussions upon the two-sided nature
of the man-made God. It is no
place for the good. The atmosphere is too stifling anel the teachings inclined to make a sane man
wonder how God continues to deal
the game when so many chubbers
are pulling at His arm ancl whispering pointers in His ear.
The success of  the  Lord's Day
Alliance in  Canada  means a curb j
upon liberty and a  boost  for hell.
Likes and DisliKse.
The mere emot'onal plane is the
childish plane of life. Because a
child cannot control its mind and
regulate its thoughts, it is governed
by the emotions of the moment. It
likes those who give it toys and
candies, and dislikes those who
would not let it eat candy if it were
not good for it.
Mankind, as a mass, are on this
childish emotional plane. The
most popular religion is that which
appeals to their emotions; but
emotional religion is feeding people
on spiritual candies, and the penitentiaries and the insane asylumns
are full of the victims of this kind
of religion.
In nearly all the affairs of life
the masses are controlled by their
emotions or, in other words, their
likes and dislikes, without exercising their reasoning faculties.
Likes and dislikes are poor educators. How many there are who
like those things which degrade
them, aud entail endless miseries
upon themselves and others ; while
they dislike that which is the best
for their welfare and upbuilding.
The leaders of men today are
those who appeal to the emotions
of the masses���to their likes and
dislikes. Most people think that
to use reason is to defend what
they like. But any one who thinks
can readily see the detriment of
adopting^-hta standard as the ultimate of existence. Everything that
has any real valuo requires much
thought and toil to be expended
upou it. Neaely all evils are due
to the desire to have emotions of a
pleasant or exciting nature.
Even in the New Thought there
are people who long for that which
feeds their emotions. They highly
com mend a paper a one time for
feeding their likings, and the week
after, they want their paper stopped
for some of its ideas had aroused
unpleasant emotions.-L. M. Malloy
Sarnia, a river town  in Ontario,
is loaded with small ideas.  A ferry
boat that permits passengers to ride
all day for the same fare provided
they do not get off the boat, has
been  prohibited  from  doing business on Sunday, and the  town has
acquired that Sabbath gloom that is
so hateful to all who love freedom.
It is awful to live in a town where
the  people are so wicked that they
will deny themselves fresh air and
papers.      And   this   is   the  town
from  which Billy Mc Adams came.
Ah ! What a  mistake the Victoria
judges  made !   If they  wished to
punish Billy real hard they should
have sent him home for six months.
He would have found jail  in Victoria a paradise to living in such a
town of bine laws as Sarnia.
Recently Mrs. Fleming of Victoria, while laboring under religious mania, killed her daughter
with an axe. Both were devoted
church-goers. This is a result of
emotional religion. S4S
[SirruiBKR 1009
About the Artistic
not  persuade  himself  that all  iH
well with the age  that has a petty
and pallid taste in arts ancl letters.
| He recognizes the sway of the arti-
By Vanee Thompson in  The  Philistine. >& ^ ^j filial in the admiration which the
I modish art critic professes for  Bot-
The trouble with the, arts today!     It would seem that  the  natural  tieelli.    He    acknowledges   sadly
is that they are anaemic. They are .man loves all that tends to expand that it is the mode  to admire the
deficient in red corpuscles.   This is ihis emotions, and that his art   isi degenerate, etiolate, the smug, the
true of the drama; it is true of mu- merely the expression of his joy in j caduque, the petty  things of this
sic,   painting, sculpture,  poetry���
all the arte.    George Moore  used
to have a phrase for it, "Art teniay
lacks gut," he would say.
*   And so it does.
Wrere I to use my own  phrase I
should say that what we all lack is
the Rabelaisian spirit.    Perhaps it
is not quite easy to define this spir- pressing his virile
it in exact terms���unless one should i emotions.
expansive life. Whenever life has ! day or the grimacing Bymbol*���out
gone strenuously, when he found ��� of which all meaning has faded���
himself in a great age���in the! of the days gone by.
stormily magnificent fifteenth cen- But personally 1 believe that art
tury, in the sturdy and subtle sev- i is passing aw ay from this evil fash-
enteenth century���he has made \ ion. �� believe there is dawning
for himself au artistic instrument, \ upon the world a new lustiness. I
resonant, beautiful, capable of  ex- \ like the echo of these war-cries.    1
and  individual  have faith in the wliolesomeness of
i the scarlet energies of battle.    And
use Luther's alliterative  phrase��� I    Great art is always virile. equally I believe that out of  more
but your idea of it is clear enough. The slim pallidities of Fra Angc- strenuou*- days will come higher
Iu every age when art has a strong lico belong to a day of degenerate j ideals for art, nobler books, more
accent, when it displays vigor,   in- and monkish thought. ! vital paintings, realler inusir, stat-
ventive force, power of hand, orig-       Rubens' great blonde women are  ues worthy of warriors,
inality, you find something of this I the solaces of the  eternal   fighting       It needs only a whiff  or  two  of
Rabelaisian spirit.    It sparkles in  man. power to blow away all the  petty.
Aristophanes. It flaunts itself And if the great artist has always primping ideals of the modern
magnificently across the Renas- been virile and wholesome, he bas schools of art and letters. Then
cence. It laughs with you in the also lieen the broad, spendthrift, will come some new art ancl litera-
mirth of the Canterbury Pilgrims. Rabelaisan man���spendthrift of his ture ancl an appreciation of what
just as it beckons you from the in- golden fancy, his wit, his heart, was sane and great in the work of
sol ent canvas of Titian. Shakes- his intelligence. He has not close- the past. Perhaps I am over-hope-
peare had it, and his contempor- led a sonnet-like Mallarme, and ful iu this matter. Be that as it
aries. It sat with Jan Steen in his called himself a great poet. Like'may. 1 cannot persuade myself
cabaret among blowsy girls and Homer, like Shakespeare, like that it is the critical person's busi-
ragged lads. It was conspicious in ; Goethe, like Titian, like Rubens ness to write only looks that will
Goe'.he's life and letters, as in and da Vinci ancl Angelo. he has never lie read, of plays that will
Fielding's and Wagner's, Rubens' poured forth a rich and golden never be seen, of pictures and maraud Balzac's. You can't get away stream, which only death can dam. hies that the future will willing)}
from it.    WTherever and whenever j I do not think that there  is a  bet-  neglect.
art and letters attain virility, vital-' ter example of the essential prodi- Of late it has been a bad fashion
ity. force of hand, strength of ere- gal ity of the great artist than Rub- to exalt the second-rate men of the
ation, there you find this Rabelais- ens���not even Shakspeare, who past - perhaps as a subtle compli
ian spirit, which is, indeed, the j dowered the world with so much ment to the me��n of the present,
spirit of the natural, wholesome j intellectual magnificence. And I I think it is about time that we
man, who loves and laughs, labors ! like to think of Rubens sitting in . were aliout done with this affecta-
and prays, and  is unashamed. his garden   ( while  his   handsome tion and pose.   It is a  poor form of
There is just a trifle more to this wife sat near,   and   his  handsome  wit to sneer at Shakespeare.    It is
children    frolicked  with  the pea- j a mark of unintelligencc to shudder
cocks), stretching out liefore break- j at red blood corpuscles,
fast a masterpiece There has l>eeii too much of this.
What a great, flamboyant energy j     Who are the popular   writers  of
was here! I the day?    Caduque persons.    And
bottle at the devil (the stain is to When one thinks of Rubens! the popular dramatist? Smug gen-
be seen on the wall in Eisenach to \ there is a measure of discourage- j tilities like Pinero and Grundy. It
this day) and routed him glorious- j ment in looking at the art and let- j is woeful and true. Even the play-
ly. This was well done of Martin. It j ters of the present day.  I fear it is goers, who assume the attitudes of
superior persons, get no higher in
their liking than the pallid ratiocinations of Ibsen or the empty
dogmatism of Henri Becque. And
all this is mint and annis and cummin. There can be no drama--
there can he no vital of any sort���-
until there has grown up an appreciation  of the  Rabelaisian  spirit,
than was hinted in Martin Luther's
phrase. "Wine, women and song,"
he wrote, ancl after he had written
the words the devil appeared to
him.  Martin  Luther threw his ink
gives us reason to believe that he'a little generation, dear Lord, a
would not have objected to an j dyspeptic generation, which
emendation of his phrase, which whimpers pallid roundelays. When
should make it read:   "Wine,   wo-,a hirsute and   Rabelaisian   person
like Walt Whitman passes, a shudder runs through organized society,
so monstrous he seems and gross.
men, song and religious fervor."
And this perhaps is���as near as
one* can get it���that state of the
natural man which is described as
And this, as   I   have  said,   disquiets the thinking man,    He can- Skptktou. 1001]
until we dare to face our passions;
until we are unashamed of the riot
of red corpuscles, until we are frank
enough to be what the dear Lord
made us���lusty, joyous meu and
women, lovers of apples and flagons, carnal and unabashed.
It was Heine who pointed out
that the Berliners are moral���lie-
cause they sit in snow up to the
naval; and this is the morality of
art ancl letters today. It is an artificial and unclean morality, It is
the insincere modesty of the fig
leaf. Ah, for the frank, sweet innocence that used the fig leaf as a
If the drama is to be what it has
beeu, if the arte are to get on their
legs, we shall have to get into some
of the old, open Rabelaisian spirit.
smne of the unabashed recognition
of appetite and sex and the wholesome vulgarity ofthe natural man.
���As George Moore said bluntly,
"Art today lacks guts!"
And so it does.
But it lacks just a trifle more.
You remember my emendation of
Luther's motto? It ha (something
to do with religious fervor. Before
there can lie any sincere art we
have got to get over the absurd
mock-modesty of denying  that we
ual fashion oitwcWreoajle* ago,
made for the pse "do-scientific pose
of irreligion. A great many people
persist in this fashion���as though
they were to wear coats or lionnets
of 1870. There is a beautiful sincerity, a magnanimous and salutary egotism in assuming that you
have an immortal soul. You may
not hav���� one; I do not say you
have. But. if you are going to accomplish anything in art, you have
got to lielieve you have.
The art of the future?
Ah! my pallid and anaemic
friends���play writers, poets, musicians, painters- we need have no
fe��ar of that if you will but get out
into the open spaces of life, let your
blood riot and your passion blaze
uncheekc��d; let your natural and
wholesome egotism have its way,
even though it should lead you to
the whimsical conclusion that you
have an immortal soul.
Read Rabelais, mes amis, and lie-
come Rabelaisan, for of such are
the kingdom art.
Always and everywhere is the
shadow of the priest, the mystical,
magical dispenser of the  favor of
heaven! We look to the dayB when
religion shall be purified of such
conceptions, when no one shall
venture to staud between a man
and his conscience, or claim to pos-
?ess powers unattainable by other
men, or pretend that the favor of
heaven can be purchased by any
other means than those indicated
by the prophet of old, and no less
by the conscience of mankind���a
life in accordance with righteousness; that is, a life in conformity
with the moral law.���W. R. Sullivan.
From a mother's Heart
Daughter, daughter, marry no man,
Though a king's son come to woo,
Ifhebenot  more than a  blessing   or
To the secret soul of you."
" Tis the Kings son, indeed, I ween,
And he left me even but now,
And   he  shall   make   me   a dazzling
With a gold crown on my brow."
4'And you are one that a golden crown,
Or the lust ofa name can lure?
You had better   wed   with   a country
And keep your young heart pure.
"Mother, the king has sworn, and said
That bis son shall wed but me;
And I must gang to the prince's bed,
Or a traitor I shall be."
4,()h, what care you for   an old   man's
Or what care you for the king?
1 had rather you Hed  on    an   outlaw's
A rebel, a hunted thing."
"Mother, it is my father's will,
Por the king has promised him fair
A goodly earldom of hollow and  hill,
And a coronet to wear."
"Then woe is worth a father's name,
For it names your dourest foe!
I had rather you   came   the   child   of
Than to have you fathered so."
"Mother, I shall have gold enow,
Though love be never mine,
To buy all else the world cau show
Of good and fair and tine."
4,Oh, what care you for a prince's gold,
Or die key ofa kingdom's till?
I had rather see you a harlot bold
That sins of her own free will,
"For I have been a wife for the stomach's sake,
And I kuow whereof 1 say;
A harlot is sold for a passing slake,
But a wife is sold for aye.
"Body and soul for a liftime sell,
And the price of the sale shall be
That you shall be   harlot and   slave as
Until Death sets you free."
��� Richard Hovey, in, Songs from Vaga-
The Price.
Haggard and stained and pallid,
The grace of her beauty fled,
Here, at the last forgotten,
She lies in her hovel, dead!
Scarred with the stress of passion,
A wreck of the fevered days,
She who had trod so lightly
The careless, rose-strewn ways���
She who had burned with longing
Thro' seasons fed with flame,
She who had loved so many,
Tho, brief each term of shame;
Here by the world deserted
Where gloom and death steal in,
Unloved and alone, in silence,
She pays the wage of sin;
Pays it thro, lips of anguish
That show one burning stain,
Clasping an empty vial
That held the last, quick pain.
And the garnered fruit of sinning
That the ternrof years shall yield
Is the dust of a nameless woman
Who sleeps in the Potter's Field!
���Frank K. Evans.
Only a Pair.
<4This is tough luck," said Ham,
mournfully,as he leaned over the
side of the ark.
"What's wrong now?" queried
������Why, all this water to fish in,"
replied Ham, "and only twofishin'
worms on board-"���Ohio State
Practice f-leeded.
'���Ah got no use fo' de man,
said Charcoal Eph, in one of his
philosophical turns, "dat donates
er thousan' dollahs t' de heathen
fund ob de fashionable church wid
one han' an' raise de rents on his
tenement houses wid de udder.
Ah 'spec' he bet-tan begin practisn'
crawlin' fro' de eye ob de needle,
Mistah Jackson.���Baltimore News.
' t
"I read today," remarked the
observant boarder, "that a man in
Maine was seized with all the symptoms of intoxication after eating a
bologna sausage."
"I don't doubt it," commented
the Cross-Eyed Boarder. "Strange
phenomena are continually occurring in prohibition states."���Pittsburgh Chronicle.
Soda water is uot allowed to be
sold in Montreal on Sunday, but
holy water still goes. S48
ARether on Bowie
Suy Reed, in Reed's IsoRomy^^;^ >��>&&&��
It is the Isonomy's duty to keep
after the rascals, and we try to
stay strictly next. John Alexander
Dowie, a noisy Chicago blatherskite, is one that we've been watching a long, long time. Dowie's
been busy of late pumping words
through the slot in his face. He's
paid for it, of course, or the pump
would soon get out of whack. He
claims to be a divine healer, whatever that means, and thinks God
has made him his special deputy���
a 1902 Christ. Like the rest of
the wind-jammers, he is strictly
out for cash. He's one of the most
arrant old fakirs* and greasy hypocrites ou the American pulpit today. He rears on his hi nel legs
and bawls out at the Almighty like
an auctioneer of thunder-mugs.
He thinks he's a second Christ.
He isn't of course, but as this is
one of  the  many  features  of  his
form of insanity, we simply let
him go on thinking it. He'll come
to after a while���a long while.
Meanwhile he's fooling suckers and I
getting rich at it. It has ever |
been a mystery to the writer how
otherwise intelligent people can
permit themselves to be bamboozled
by such an unctuous old humbug���
what state of heavenly hypnosis he
throws into them that makes them
appear so gullible. The old hypocrite should be chased out of Chicago. In playing his hand out, he
permitted his daughter to die rather
than call in a docter. The young
lady had been seriously burned,
aud was suffering untold agony.
While enduring excruciating anguish she piteously pleaded for relief. The obdurate father otily
prayed for her���refused to let a
doctor interfere. He rejected all
offers of liodily ministration, yet
the woman expired in the throes of
suffering unspeakable. Dowie
simply knelt by her bedside ancl
prayed. While the wretched daughter lay dying the father pumped
air through his face. His heartless negligence was horrible. A
physician's care would at least
have soothed her sufferings, even
had it failed to save her. Yet
Dowie emphatically refused it.
And the sole effort he put forth to
save   her   was  a double  diurnal
prayer. Yet the swinish yokel has
thc superlative gall today to claim
that he is divinely inspired. This
probably accounts for the malodorous calumny that was recently
puked through the columns of his
driveling paper on the heads of
Southern people���his defense of
the negro rape fiend ! Doubtless it
was inspiration���direct from the
mouth of the devil 1 The dread of
the merciless rape fiend overshadows Southern women like an
awful cyclonic cloud���threatening
with terrible portent the very citadel of austrine chastity, its moral
world. Yet this impious old impostor has the insufferable insolence to attribute his defense of
this Stygian demon as prompted���
as inspired by Almighty God !
What a libel on the I)eity! And
will people passively permit this
blasphemous old skunk to continue belching forth his foul eructations, in the faces of tlieir noblest women ? Surely not! They
should stop his slanders, else tear
from bis swinish body the priestly
robe he disgraces ancl flay him
from his so-called Zion as Christ
once scourged the usurers who
desecrated the temple and
fanes. Such an imposition on the
public should summarily be brought
to an end. The feelers of the
devilish octopus are reaching out
everywhere. One of them is exuding its vicid venom even in a
Texas city-���Georgetown. A father
and mother there are believers in
Dowie's preposterous claims as a
healer���in the efficacy of long-
winded prayer. A few days ago
their little child was stricken with
erysipelas and serious fever, and
with its little arms turgid with inflammation, suffered and writhed
in agony. The parents only prayed
for her! Rejected every offer of
help, and forbade auy physician to
attend. The poor little victim
cried pitifully ���its torture was terrible. The parents continued to
pray : the child continued to suffer, and its condition quickly grew
worse. A sensible uncle, outraged
at the father's and mother's negligence, interposed on behalf of the
little sufferer, and implored the
callous-hearted parents to permit
him to bring a physician. They
angrily refused. He reasoned, entreated, beseeched them. They
remained obdurate. The uncle
was a real man. Rather than let
his niece needlessly suffer longer,
he brought suit in the local district
court for custody and care of the
child, the petition alleging that the
parents were improper persons to
lie entrusted with either its treatment or care. Pending a hearing,
Judge I Vim granted an injunction
restraining the patients from preventing a physician's attendance.
The uncle; J. W. Smith, in coinpany with Dr. E. M. Thomas and
the sheriff of Georgetown, repairenl
to the baby sufferer, ite parent* objecting angrily. These people, A.
L. Smith and his wife, Mrs. Mattie
Smith, scoffed at material efforts
for relief, ancl relied entirely on
their lielief in a pseudo-divine
healing. The three-year-old child,
Beulab, is evidently in unworthy
hands, ancl should lie remanded to
the care of her uncle. This humane action on the part of the
human-hearted uncle me��rits the
admiration and respect of everyone iu the country ; it argues him
a noble-hearted man.    In opfiosiug
his brother in the interest of the
little girl's wellfare, he acted eminently proper and right. Such a
right is God-given. It belongs to
any man. And he who will not
interfere with anyone���fiend, devil
or whatsoever, for the happiness
or life of a little one, is un worth v
of the name of man. It is a wonder how men and women can be-
oome so susceptible as to believe iii
and profess such a doctrine a*
Dowie's absurd propaganda. It is
simply ridiculous. Yet it serves
to rake in the shekels, and that
card is Howie's long suit. He
bleeds his congregation, his admirers and followers for every
dime they can call their own. As
a result, he rides in a carriage
while his proselyte* toil along on
foot. His income from ignorance
anel credulity has grown so great
that he even employs a bodyguard,
hires vassals to go with him and
protect him. Yet his members
will shout his praise and continue'
to believe he's the Messiah. And
while they're praying and shouting and likewise paying for it, the
old  hypocrite rakes in the gold.
Tracy,   the   notorious   outlaw,
made a mistake when he went into Hkptbmmr. 10W1
the retail robbery and murder business. He should have organized a
merger, backed by thousands of
unthinking human machines and
gone after some small, weak nation. Then he could havc cut
the throats of thousands, stolen
millions and bathed the earth in
blood until his wild soul leaped
with joy as do the imps in hell
when a corrupt aud drunken judge
is forced upon a people, and'the material world would have made him
a titled hero with a bank-roll for
life. But Tracy did not do it and
his fate should lie a warning to all
that a combine is actually necessary if success is desired in the
gun, sword or hold-up business.
Pepperonie Spray.
A Kentucky editor wrote* a nice
little puff for a milliner in wbich
he said he was glad to see her
"stocking up." Meeting thescribe
on the street, she soaked him with
her parasol and threatened to tell
his wife. The unsophisticated
editor has never lieen able to tell
what was wrong with the item.
A Texas editor found an elastic
on the street and after gloating
over it for several days, advertised
for the young lady who owned it
to call aud get her property. The
looks of supreme judgment pictured on his face when she called
and slipped it over her Oxford
Bible can lietter lie imagined than
A newspaper man is an enemy
to bulletin-board advertising on
general principles, but there are
occasions when a bulletin board
may bring better results than a
paper. The editor of an exchange
remarks that he observed one in
front of a store in his city not long
ago. which read: "B 4 U Buy
Pant* Come in and See Ours." He
went in ancl there was not a confounded man clerk in the store, so
he fought a fan and walked out.
A Kansas paper says this card
of thanks actually appeared in a
country paper in that state not
long ago: " We wish to thank
those who helped out during the
last illness of our departed husband
and father and gave a hand at the
funeral. We expect to sell off the
stock, farm machinery and household goods and move back to Missouri. Everything will go dirt
cheap for cash ; date of sale to be
printed later.    '0. why should the
spirit of mortal be proud.' Peace
to his ashes. A free lunch will be
served at the sale."
An eastern editor says that a
man got into trouble by marrying
two women. A western editor replies that many have done the same
thing by marrying one. A northern editor says that quite a number of his acquaintances found
trouble enough in barely promising to marry and not going any
farther. A southern editor says a
friend of his was bothere I enough
by simply being found in company
with another man's wife.
AS  We Think.
The future is too big to lie credited by our undersized brains, they
even refuse to accept the present;
they must haggle over every fresh
development, looking around it
and over it to find out if it* claims
cannot be disputed.
But here and there are big intellects bursting through all the belittling beliefs of the ages, and
coming out into the light of such
powerful truths as fairly dazzle
This class of brains project their
observations into the future ; tbey
are not satisfied  with  the present
and they have turned away from
the past entirely.    It  is a great
thing to break an  old  tie; every
one broken liberates  to a certain
extent.    If people would only keep
on   breaking  ties the    life-saving
truth would be sooner discovered.
But   new   in   this    transitional
period   between   the    ages   when
"Dad's say  so"   was our say  so,
and the future when   Dad's say so
will  become a joke, we are breaking ties, we lie clown  in  weakness
and die.
People think they get tired even
of breaking ties. In reality they
should be rested by this style of
iconoclasm. Every tie broken is a
conquest gained, aud every conquest brings a fresh influx of
strength. But as a man believeth
so is he; and so long as a man
limits his advancement by his
thought it is as if a thousand tons
weight were tied to his ankles. All
tiredness, like all disease originates
in the brain. Thought makes people tired and thought makes them
If thought is spirit then the race
is spiritualizing more and more
every  day.     It  is   refining  and
strengthening, and through this
process making a Decline towards
the conque��t of tiredness and of
disease and death. -Helen Wil-
mans in Freedom.
Rev. J. G. Shearer has becn
stumping the country in aid of the
Lord's Day Alliance, claiming that
Sunday should be a day of rest for
those who toil. Like most of agitators who tickle the ozone in
Kootenay, he appeals to labor in
backing him in the work. If Mr.
Shearer is willing that working
men should spend Sunday fishing,
playing ball, going to church,
theatres or in any way that suits
their fancy, we agree with him
that one or two Sundays a week of
that kind may be all right, but if
he does not, then we do not see
much sense in a transference of
power. Man might as w��U have
his neck in one yoke as another.
Judging from the working of Sunday laws in the east the people
might as well be under the tyranny
of greedy capital as the tyranny of
knife-blade creeds.
We find the real and counterfeit
in everything.     Many sincere men
are no doubt in the pulpit conducting what might be ealleki  a  legitimate theological  business.     Then
there are others  who,  seeing  how
eagerly the masses  flock to a noise
with Jesus as  the catchline,   take
advantage of man's emotional tendency  for taking  myth   in   large
doses, and go into  the  business in
pursuit of   wealth.     These theological counterfeit* operate in tents
ancl   cheap   halls,   wherever they
can get a crowd to dig up.     Their
existence is a blot upon the intelligence   of   a   community.     These
fakirs should be hived in a building
with   pieces   of    iron   across the
Charles Rubsam, of New York,
while suffering from religious
mania, killed himself and wife.
The ravages of religious mania are
becoming serious, and something
should be done in the matter. Societies should be formed with a
view to preventing weak-minded
people from going to church and
being driven insane by the hypnotic ravings of creed boosters.
Emotional religion is an ally of the
jail aud the lunatic asylum, and
the evil should be abated by argument, if not by law. 950
MRarGhy- AtheismF^Sfcrrte
By J, E. M. i��� MiRd. v*^^^^ ^ ��&.% s^rtswa
TK ...     .. u , K  *  ** W YS ^! discernment In the atheistic mind?
I he ease with which a  valuable moitlmhMJi ils it not   ackinir heram.-*.  -v..-.
and benificnt principle may J ���Staj^TafiT^ a"*" ^^^^MS.
carried to extremes i.s well Hub- process ianot 111. , ��� 'Jg dow" ' b->' tt tyrannical Church in IcThp
trated  in  the so-called atheist and'     ,��� * aIwaj's h,,ld��n- I with �� despotic fiK   cfiSS
the anarchist���those modern types',,.."JM��ro���in- however, we  fre-! that enslaved the minds of the ������
!   I-UITIUIHU   Oil   WMM-B     W
of negation and reaction.    In such  the 4 philosophic " type,   who  may  serfdom r
minds the concept of individualism be described as an economic agnos- As worship of the symbol sup-
hecoms grossly exaggerated and fa ffe <��does not know" of the planted religion. eeclesiastieism be-
clominaiit;   it    colors    all    their j existence   of a  righteous govern- gan to ape the methods of royalty
ment anywhere, and is unwilling i *"fI *> MOpt the militant idea and
to concede the possibility of estab-1 P,H��- But wJ|at degree of success
lishing one ; hence, he is more fer- has followed Luther's attempt to
tile in constructive suggestions rescue from the oblivion of formal-
is  egotistic brother   who! ism   and   rorrm-c,**..   #1... ,...-*
-.^r-MuuBj -cur .nm. wic oonvion of formal-
than is his egotistic brother who JMn ����d corruption the primitive
preaches the gospel of destruction.! *���tbs of Ctorist's religion? The
Their states of mind are identical,! historic institutiou still flourishes,
havinff a flomnwia ,Kai."�� �����   >
.*��.. 1 mi 1
thought, renders the mere personality aggressively obtrusive, ancl
precludes any idea of the natural
law of relationship.
The anarchist, like the atheist,
is first of all  an egotist, due to a
morbid brooding upon a single sub-   , wic IWIIfKaMj, ��.o��mu iiujwiuwon still flourishes,
ject���his imagined self-importance, having a common cause aud source, minus the Inquisition, side by side
As the former resents the existence j,ut tm��v tijffe|. in tnejr methods of wifch an orthodoxy that subscribes
of authority, govermental or per- expression. Their doctrines are*0 hundreds of varying beliefs;
sonal, even when constituted l>y wholly negative, even when ap- *! ����d the "proofs" thus offered to
the common consent of his follows, | p\lei\ t<> H positive condition and in the sceptic have neither increased
so the latter repudiates the sugges- the light of the proved essential ^ number nor improved in kind,
tion that there may exist anywhere positivity of every creative art. While the Protestant world rein the universe a Being superior to The revolutionary socialist is more frains from idolatry, technically so
himself. These apostles of ������free- j rational and consistent : he would called, it make* a fetish of a Book ;
dom" are  themselves  the  veriestIdestmv oniv   fe��  K..0.1          ��     ������ ���������'   -1-
sUves-to a form of vanity tlVat^ I ^unS
on v    AlurmAnf-orl     ;..     ^..i.*:i:a_.    i jOll cannot
........... na      iii.iiii-
fested in anarchism, it has an impelling force that leads its victim
actually to court death at the hands
of the public executioner as a
means of gaining notoriety; while
in atheism it varies from the desire
to lie considered"eoeentrie" to self-
glorification, as in the caw of the
editor of an infidel weekly in Ken
*. 1��� ��       ....
to   build  anew.   Yet  *"d, when one considers the quali-
  ���-  -1 --you cannot   overthrow   falsehoodM^8 ���ecribed SO  Deity   by  some of
only augmented   in   subtil ity   by|by  negation," as  Robertson says, M*8   official    representatives,    the
scholastic  education.     As   mani-|oDat   \ty   establishing  the  anta- vanity of the atheist that lends him
f.,^,.,1   :"  l* gun ist le     truth."        Progress     is to regard himself as  a  vastly  su-
achieved through affirmation, not perior   lieing  does  not  seem   so
denial. monumental.    The alliance of the
"Everything has 0 cause." This Church with at least the "world"
applies to the unreal or passing *��d the "flesh" is by no means
conditions as well as to the reali non-existant today? The institutes of life. What directs the mind tion is not far behind in the race
of the anarchist towards the exclu-  for wealth and power.    It* "organ-
��� ���   sive contemplation of his personal Iwrtton" has been largely diverted
tucky who prints his own  portrait i comfort, his restricted license, and *�� commercial   uses, and   many of
in every issue of his paper. bis individual  importance and ele- it* teachings are based  upon the
Perverted  mental appetites, like  vat ion? Is it not due to the art.fi- demands  of a  refined   but sordid
physical   one*,   grow   by   feeding,   eial distinctions in human society ;  materialism.      It  Peeks  partieipa-
Certain kinds of pabulum, fed per- to the survival of caste aud privi- tioM   ft,,(i   emolument  in   matters
sistently to either  mind  or   body, j lege ; to injustice, oppression, and  that are  not  properly   within   its
tend to create a necessity for them-  the greed of those  who have seised Mope, ��nd that  through it*  inter-
selves.    Bodily   indulgence  is al-  the natural resource* of wealth and " frrence often operate to the dised-
ways preceded by  intellectual dis-  the reins of power ; to  the  denial  vantage of the community ancl the
sipation,   which   may   outpicture of human rights that are instinc- infringement of natural rights.
itself in the form of mental abbera- tive ;  to monopoly of thc  natural       It is such spiritual and economic
tion as well as in that  of physical  opportunities to  life,   liberty, aud conditions as those above outlined
disease. Sometimes a single thought, j mental   development-���in  a  word,  that  have given   rise  to the New-
incident, or emotion  will give rise* to the pathetic egotism of enforced Thought, which is in reality a new
to this  propensity,   which  if  un- ignorance? These and similar ques- reformation.    By virtue of its free-
checked may dominate and nullify  tions are  irresistibly  thrust  upon dom from tradition, preconception,
the usefulness of a  life.    Why it* the  attention of our social and po-' dogma, and personal authority, it
Oil I'lii! SCI-      Ut'O    in....*..'.!  ��        ��� -    ' ,... . .    ^ . .   r . , .    ��� . .._��� L���a a,.
��������� litical  ecommiists. some ol   ul. ....   .... ,,,......! ....*��� ��
the usefulness of a life. \Vhv ita
impulses a,e invariably in the di-
rection of iconoclasm is one of the
problems of phycology; Vet L
those capable of discerning an ulti
mate purpose of good underlying
human events that have even the
I-1 + ww.l ��� "   ~~ *"' "*w�� ���...*��,     iiiiii      ll* OUIIIH      .lU(IMMil\ .    Ill
hticai economist s, some of whom is prepared not to antagonize but* 1
already  discern   that the scientific avail  Itself of  the  discoveries of
way to suppress anarchy is to estab- modem science.    To these it has
WhliT' 1    ,       , ��� contributed   its    own    lieneficent
What leads the atheist  to  scoff quota:   knowledge of  the law of
W religion, to  deny   its  necessity, mind, of the spiritual constitution
of man, of the immanency ancl impersonality of Cod, of the mental
origin of disease and other ills, of
the reality of the ideal, and of justice as a natural principle. In this
teaching is emhedded a platform
that can lie made to serve as a
rational and scientific common
ground for humanity, individual
and collective ; and it* wider adoption will aliedish every excuse for
the existence of either anarchism
or atheism, fer its advocate* will be
enabled acceptably to affirm the
opposing truth.
Rational Teaching
Regarding Sex.
Any one who has once realized
how glorious a thing Love is in its
essence, and how indistructible,
will hardly need tc call anything
that leads to it a sacrifice ; and he
is indeed a master of life who, accepting the grosser desires as they
come (xi his body, ancl not refusing
them, knows how to transform
them at will into the most rare and
fragrant flowers of human emotion.
Fntil these subject* are openly
put before children and young
people with som���� degree* of Intelligent and sympathetic hHiidling.it
can scarcely lie expected that anything but thcMitniost confusion, in
mind and in morals, should reign
in matters cf sex. That we should
leave our children to pick up their
information about the most sacred,
the most profound and vital, of all
human functions, from the mere
gutter, and learu to know it first
from the lips of ignorance and vice,
seems almost incredible, and certainly indicates the deeply-rooted
unbelief and uneleanness of our
own thought*. Yet a child at the
age of puberty, with the unfolding
of it* far-down emotional and
sexual nature, is eminently capable
of the most sensitive, affectional,
and serene appreciation of what
Sex means (generally more so, as
things are today', than it* worldling
parent or guardian ); and can absorb the teaching, if symjiatheti-
eally given, without any shock or
disturbance to its sense of shame���
that sense which is so natural and
valuable a safeguard to early youth.
To teach tbe child first, quite
openly, its physical relation to its
own mother, its long indwelling in
her body, and the deep and sacred
bond of tenderness between mother
and  child  in  consequence;  then,
after a time, to explain  the relation  of fatherhood, and  how   the
love of the parents for  each  other
was   the   cause   of   its own   (the
child's) existence ; these things are
easy and natural���at least they are
so to the young mind���and  excite
in it no surprise, or sense of unfitness,   but only   gratitude   and  a
sense of tender wonderment. Then,
later on, as the special sexual needs
and   desires develop,  to   instruct
the boy or girl in  the further details of the matter, and the care
and right conduct of her or his own
sexual   nature;   on   the  meaning
and the dangers of solitary indulgence���if this habit has been contracted ; on the need of self-control
and the presence of affection in all
relations with others, and (without
undue   asceticism)  on   the  possibility of deflecting  physical  desire
to some degree into affectional and
emotianal channels, and  the great
gain so resulting ; all  these things
which an ordinary youth of either
sex will ea-sih understand  and appreciate,   and   which   may  be of
priceless value, saving such an one
from   years   of   struggle   in    foul
morasses.and waste of precious life-
strength.    Finally,   with  the  maturity of  the moral nature, the supremacy of the  pure human  relation should he taught���not  the extinguishment of desire, but the attainment of the  real  kernel  of its
dedication   to   the   well-being    of
another���the evolution   of the human element iu love, balancing the
natural���till at last  the snatching
of an unglad pleasure, regardless of
the other from whom it is snatched,
or the surrender  of one's  body to
another for any reason except that
of love, become  things impossible.
Between lovers then  a kind of
hardy temperance  is  much to  be
recommended���for all  reasons, but
especially because it lifts their satisfaction and delight in  each other
out of the region of ephemeralities
(which too soon turn to dull indifference and satiety) into the region
of more  lasting things���one step
nearer at any rate to the Eternal
Kingdom.     How  intoxicating indeed; how penetrating���like a most
precious wine���is that love which
is the sexual  transformed by the
magic of the  will  into the emotional and the spiritual 1 And what
a loss on  the merest grounds of
prudence   and    the    economy   of
pleasure   is  its   unbridled   waste
along physical channels 1 So noth
ing is so much dreaded between
lovers as just this���the vulgarization of love���and this is the rock
upon which marriage so often splits.
There is a kind of illusion about
physical desire similar to that
which a child suffere from when,
seeing a beautiful flower, it instantly snatches the same, and destroys in a few moments the form
and fragrance which attracted it.
He only gets the full glory who
holds himself back a little, and
truly possesses who is willing if
need be not to possess.���From
" Love's Coming of Age," by Edward Carpenter.
Over in Nicholas county the
other day a young gentleman was
driving along the road with what
in Pendleton county is known as
his "best girl" seated contentedly
beside him in the buggy. The
horse had been allowed to select
his own slow gait on the cool highway. The young man's arm had
stolen gently around the young
lady's waist, and there you had a
picture of sweet content but seldom witnessed.
Presently the couple became
aware that a farmer passing along
the road in the opposite direction
wa* staring at them. The young
gentleman in tbe buggy instantly
flashed defiance at the intruder.
4'Rubber!" he cried, sarcastically.
"Rub her yourself," quickly replied the farmer, "you'vegot your
arm around her.''
Vefse of Taj Mahomed.
When first I loved, I gave my very soul
Utterly unreserved to Love's control,
But  Love   deceived me,  wrenched   my
youth away
And made the gold of life for ever gray.
Long I lived lonely, yet I tried in vain
With any other joy to stifle pain;
There is no other joy, I learned to know,
And so returned to Love, as long ago.
Yet I, this little while ere I go hence,
Love very lightly now, in self-defense.
���Laurence Hope.
All but the 'Aft.
"How fast they build houses
now," said Jones. "They began
that residence over there only last
week, now they are putting in the
"Yes," exclaimed Smith, "and
next week they will put in the liver. zrrW*&&mm*mlslGQBK^
ii.    UMPM
(SSirBMBEft, lflOt
Scissors and Paste
What Keeps Hen Alive
We translate the following frum
Figaro, one of the leading dailies
of Paris^France :
"The twentieth century finds
the peoples of Europe iu the midst
of a tidal wave of new discoveries,
and irresistable currents are drawing our civilization to try the occult and invisible ; but, in the battle of conflicting interests and ape-
tites, scientists should remain attentive to all the manifestations of
the unknown forces of life.
" As a contribution  to  this re
was taking all this in, but he wus
a Chuckawalla and a Waster and
had to go way back. This put him
on his Ear at the Wise Guy and he
denied,  and  the religion** of men IffSjS* * *> h���� .��P ���* *****
are of the intellect, mile up of the a Shm,ng Tj,ght of hlm-   He ���"*
led Wisey on the Trail near the
Main Drag aud put a Face on him
that was Unfit for Publication.
Then Miss Dovey got next to his
collar, called him a mean thing and
letter of interpretation and forms ;
these religions being impotent to
save the world from its own self-
Now, this   is  the most material-
iBticofallage-s; b��au�� the  body I ����"* gheTK Wtey
and form const, ute the aapirat.on,   , |f       d th      ^ \
the standard of all measureineuts,
the goal, the sole motive power
that gives the formation, sustena-
tion and perpetuation of the civilization of the world of this age.
Furthermore,   the   religions   of
an Old Chump and  left him at the
ie nt
they are  now Traveling
liaek to
search, we present to our readers *heff civilizations are wholly and
the case of Mademoiselle Bouvenal,
who lives in a cataleptic state without eating, now going on eighteen
years and six months. Mile. Bouvenal still live* with her mother in
the little village of Thenelles, near
St. Quentin.
" No one is debarred from visiting her, but what a sight to see !
"On a damp, ground floor, lying on a poor lied, with the immobility of one dead, is a human being with the appearance of a marble
statue ; it is neither life nor death;
it is a dream.    Her  eye* are sunk
in Double Harness with the Stay
Chains down and are eating out of
the same Nose Bag.
Moral���Don't try to uppercut
your way into a woman's heart.���
Fad in Searchlight.
deeply in their socket*. The mouth! w. nrv ""�� .,u"uwn ��inrn �� "?��"!
is closed and without any salivary, of ***!S^ ** ."*���.; that
secretion,   the   teeth   are   tightly ��**? "&eSpu*lof God^ is again
i    i    i     ^j   *i.��� ..u:.    :.   .1-..   ...'i   broodintr   over   the  eleen     and   a
solely submerged  in  the  falsities
the delusions  of the  material and  Death  in  High  River.
its  phenomena,   rendering  all  in-
terpretations of tin Written Word It pains us to have to record the
in material significations and these ! death this week of the well-known
renderings have made all people ; and highly-esteemed cowpuncher,
who adhere to these systems of re- j Peter Moran, who has worked this
ligious, idolaters in word and deed. : range for a number of years. He
Thus it is seen that this is the! passed away peacefully, laden
most materialistic of ages, having j with honors and full of booze,
deified matter, the body and form j The new High River Methodist
above all( Joels in heaven and earth. | minister, Rev. Mr. Elliott, visited
But the unconsciousness of the Mr. Moran and tried to soothe his
world's le-aeling teachers, in society, j last moments ou earth ancl prepare
stat*> and church, is  now seen, and j his soul for good company.
" My  poor friend, are you prepared for the coming  of tha grim
visitor I"
4- No! I���"
44 Fven now  he  is  knocking at
the door."
44 Let em knock."
44 With   sickle   keen
44 Hand me that gun  and   move
to see this  condition  shows a state
ng   over   trie  <ie��ep
New Spiritual  Age is now here.
L. Emeric,  Lecturer.
he    wait*
locked, and   the skin   is  dry   anel
cold.    The beating of  the  heart is
scarcely  perceptible;   but  is  very
regular.    If  one  lift*  her  arm it!
remains in the position it is left in. ��� ��   Fable   in  Slang.
44 Mille.    Marguerite    Bouvenal]     When   Miss Dovey lit from the
was Ixirn the 20th of May, 1864; it! Stage and the < Jang of Rubbers had I t\w bureau against the door.  Who
is   now   eighteen   years   and   six   sized  her   up   she   had   the   whole [git anyhow?"
months   that   she   has   taken   no Camp Coppered.    She  looked like
nourishment,  not even a  drop of | the Cherry in a cocktail or the Cu-
water, anel still life continues ! i ter in a Double Ave flush after the
44 Professor Cahu, by recent ex-: draw. Kvery Gazabo in (amp
periences, shows that peptones, | polished up his Chin Music anel
alone or in  combination   with ali-  sent to Montgomery Ward for Win
nientary substances, are   not assimilated ;   as   for  more  than   five
years   Mille   Bouvenal   has   been  < 'ord, ancl sent her Candy in Water
given peptones by injection." Barrels.     But   one   by   oue  they
^ Wore euit  until   the  contest nar
rowed down to the Big Husky that
An Age of Materialism. ha(i tiiie (<amp Buffaloed and the
In an age of materialism, the| Little Wise (Juy who could Waltz
ly and form is everything ; j like a dream and handle the Atmosphere like the Duplex blower.
He would collar Miss Dovey and
pour Hot air into her Shell-like ear
till she Voted hiin the only Pay
Streak  in the  Ledge.    Big Husky
"The Angel of-death."
44Oh that's all right. Let him
in. I thought it was Jerry Boy ere
with his bar bill."
Thus passed away Peter Moran,
one of the liest heel  ropers  in the
ning Ways in Carload  lot*.    They j country.- Kye Opener,
made Codfish eyes  at   her   by the ^
these lieing deified anel worshipped
above all  qualities, attributes and
powers ofthe mind, heart and soul.
In an age  of  materialism, God,
the suul aud  its  imuiurtality  are
Comfortless Philosophy
In " Facts and Comments,"
which Herbert Spencer says he
"can say with certainty will lie
my last book," that distinguished
author give* his final view uf immortality. He wrute : 4'After
studying primitive beliefs, the finding that there is no urigin fur the
idea uf an after life save the conclusion which a savage draws from SSPTSlfBEK, 1001. J
the notion suggested by dreams, of
a wandering double  which comes
back on awakening and which goes
away  for   an   indefinite   time   at
death;   and   after   contemplating
inscrutable relation between brain
and   consciousness,    and    finding
that we can get no evidence of tbe
existence of the last without the
activity   of   the   first,   we    seem
obliged to relinquish  the thought
that consciousness continues after
physical  organization  has become
inactive.    But it seems a strange
and repugnant conclusion that with
the cessation  of consciousness at
death, there ceases to be any knowledge of having existed.    With his
last breath  it  becomes to each the
same thing as though he had never
If Christ ever existed and was
not the creation of some dreamer
of ideals brain, he was a socialist.
The dream of socialism today is to
have a heaven upon this earth.
The socialist believes in using all
the forces on this planet for the
benefit of everybody, and not solely
for the benefit of a lucky few. He
preaches peace and a millenium
condition. If socialists preached
war, strife, greed ancl oppression of
the poor, probably Bishop Quigley
and pulpit pounders of his class
would call them blessed, but when
a bishop talks of crushing socialism
by Christian principles he has
formed a wrong conception of
Christ and his teachings. Christ
.... V..W.-T wat* a groat-Br socialist than any we
elicieesc to fight the spreadoTaodal- j J1���1 ^)<ia >'�� and ^suppose if he was
ism among the people. He is reported as saying :
44 The time has come for an organization under the auspices of
the church for the insistence upon
the sett lenient of social questions
according to Christian principles."
r a ��� a ��      *       -
day is the wark of infidels, reform-      Don't kick aliout the roaches.
ers and  martyrs.    The church has  We do not charge extra.
ever sought to crush anything that      Don't empty the sawdust out uf
interfered with  its  set  ways.    If the pill ers.
this is not fhe  truth   then   history
A Mistaken Bishop.
Bishop  Quigley,   of   Buffalo,   is
reported to lie organizing his entire
Olexican Proverbs.
He who never ventures will
never cross the sea.
There is no gain without pain.
Flies cannot enter a closed
Behind the cross is the devil.
A cat in gloves will never catch
To the hungry no bread is dry.
A   book that is shut makes no
No evil will endure a hundred
When the river is passed the
saint is forgotten. -,
He who  has little  has  little to
If the pill were not bitter it
would not be gilt.
Do not trust your money to those
1 .  * a
i/o uoii crust your money to those
to walk into Buffalo over the tie who keep their eyes on the floor
line, some of Quigley's modern (make an outward sign of piety).
Christians   might  run him in the j     xvinA 0.,.i a i.._i- j-      ...
Oklahoma   Hotel   Rules.
If the bugs are  troublesome you
Wind and good luck do not last.
A frugal rich father and a spendthrift son.
No word is ill-spoken if it is uot
A tongue may inflict a deeper
wound than a sword.
A   clergyman upon   introducing
some new  hymn   books   requested
TL��� i .  I .. - r -!  ������  ���-.'��   ���"���*--���  air    irouoiesome yOU
Ihe bishop evidently means that; ean find kloroform   in   a bottle on
socialism should lie settled accord- the shelf.
!!n���Mt<>irh,m'haKPri"t;ipIe8t   Which       Q^te going   to   Imh!   with   their
would   lie  on   the  side of the rich I boots on will be charged extra
and ruling  classes, for the church,      Three raps  at   the  door  means
^penally the   Roman   Catholic, is\ that there is a murder in the house
hi ways  to  lie  found  close  to the and you must get up. I his clerk to give out the notice just
money-bags Ihe church ha* led Please write your name on the before collection. The clerk forgot
very Tew reforms for the benefit of wall paper so that we know that apd instead read out: "All those
humanity.     It   get*   in   after  the you've been here. who have children  that  they wish
>attle and steals some of the glory,,     The other leg of  the  chair is in i christened will kindly let me know
but is too conservative and deeply  the closet if you need it.
wedded   to  myths, forms and CUB-       If-the   hole  where the pane of
torus  to   break   of it*  own accord glass is out is  too much   for  you
through the meshes of conventional  find a pair of pants behind thedoor
rossJIism, and  lead  the people to to stuff in it
la   a       _   1         V aaal .      *
higher ground. The church al
ways opposes and then follows.
People often any that the church
Bhould not lie criticised, as it
has done so much good in the
world. This sentiment is always
voiced by   ignorant  people, and is
merely the echo turned loose by
priest* anel parsons. The church
has lieen and is teniay the enemy
of progression.    For* it* own pur-1
after the service." The clergyman was very deaf and added
blandly: k4And I would say to those
who have none that they may be
obtained in the vestry any day be-
The shooting   of  a   pistol causes  tween three and  four o'clock,  the
no alarm. ordinary little ones at  20, and the
If you're  too  cold put   the oil- special ones with red  backs at 35
a ��� . 4  a
cloth over your bed. cents.
Caroseen   lamps extra;  candles *��*
free, but inusn't burn all night. People   become    drunkards   be-
Don't tare off the wall   paper to cause they  suffer from depressed
lite your pipe with. spirits or monotony.    The   way to
(Jnests   will    not    take  out   the avoid drinking  to  excess  is  easy
bricks in the mattress. j after you get used to  it.    Always
If it   rains   through   that   bole ! be merry and seek  the  funny side
-I ��� a 1 *     -a  a  ^ ��
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pose it ha* always sought to bind overhead you'll  find an umbrella of life and never eat meat.  'Good
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the people in chains and hold them under the bed.
enslaved and submissive to the The rat* wont hurt you if they
man behind the altar and the chase each other across your face1.
bend-box, The liberty ami the Two men in one room must put
freedom that the  world  enjoys to- ��� up with one chair.
health is one of the surest safeguards against the booze mania.
Live right and the system will
never crave stimulants to lift it
over the rough places on life's trail. 'V-MMMNHHMHNMBlBstt
i i
Egotism iR Prayer
By Marcus W. Bobbins ^^^^^^^^^
The Moving finger writes; and, having:
Moves on: nor all your Piety  nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of It.
And that inverted Bowl they call the
Whereunder crawling, cooped, we live
and die;
Lift not your hands to it for help���
for It
As im potently moves as you or 1.
���Omar of Katydid
The most outrageous example of
man's egotism is displayed when
he prays. The majority of men
talk to the Infinite as if they were
his next-door neighbor, ancl the
advice that is often given to hitn is
nauseating. Like the majority of
man's beliefs, it is his egotism that
has convinced him that the Infinite
will interfere with the workings of
natural laws at man's simple request, so a drouth, whether it lie
in Central Africa or in the Mississippi valley, brings forth the same
screams and contortions. The
American rainmaker who cajoles
the Infinite is merely a type of the
breechless seer of the Congo.
Drouth is not the only thing that
brings forth invocations. When,
the passions, greed and cupidity of
mau cause him to make war on
his neighbor, one of the first preliminaries is to call in a priest to
bless the banners of the army or to
invoke success for their efforts.
Think what a great amount of embarrassment this must create. Here
in our last war was the pope blessing and praying for Spain, while
just as fervent prayers were being
offered in behalf of the United
States. When it was all over, did
tbe victors give the credit to prayer?
Not a bit of it. Some said it was
41 the man behind the gun." One
favored this admiral a* the only
hero, another that. The partizans
of both fought a wordy war for
months over who was the hero. In
the end it was judicially decided
that neither prayer nur *4the man
behind the gun" nor either admiral was the cause of victory, but
the individual captains.
What was it tbat won the battle
of Trafalgar? Prayer? No. Nelson's individuality. What conquered the Arbela? Alexander the
Great's personality.    At Marston
Moor! The man, Cromwell. Did
prayer call into existence 4' Hamlet," "Faust," "The Origin of
Species," the Northern Pacific railroad, the Suez canal, the Declaration of Independence, the Constitution of the United States, vaccination?  Hardly.
If prayers are answered, why do
people go to congress asking for aid
to establish irrigation districts 1 If
prayers are answered, why do you
indict men who pray for the recovery of their children smitten
with the smallpox instead of sending for a physician? If prayers are
answered and you stand by the
statement that "God knows what
is best," why do you pray to be
protected from the cyclone ? Is it
not his hand that controls the elements ?
What has prayer done for humanity? Nothing; for'to accomplish anything you must have
effort. Effort alone is the moving
cause of all results. Every one
admits that you must have effort
to do anything, that prayer will
not remove mountains, but that
dynamite* and the steam shovel
will. So the average prayer is but
a jumble of vain repetitions about
life, sunshiny afternoons, all those
in authority ; asking the Infinite
to concentrate his power on the one
who prays. So the Infinite is expected to cure colds, get the debtor
out of bankruptcy, and to protect
the widows and orphans generally.
It may be asked, why do people
keep it up? Like everything else,
the causes are many. People are
cowards. They wish to lean on
some one, so they leau on the Almighty, and lean hard. Tbey are
conservative for the simple reason
that they lack originality and
"faith." Thus they blindly imitate the past. It is ho much easier
to take things for granted. Doubt
and critical examination require
the exertion of mental effort. How
many of our fellows are intellectual
tramps, holxies ; satisfied with the*
mental 44hand-otits" that they receive from the church, too lazy and
too cowardly for independent
thought. The world has grown to
despise the man who shirks physical  labor.    Is  not  the  man   who
shirks mental activity as much to
be despired ?
Another reason can be illustrated by a simile. Every one has
noticed the dog which is preparing
to lie down to sleep takes a couple
of turns ur su round and round.
This action on the dug's part merely
gues to shew that ages ago his ancestors lived in a prairie country,
and as a consequence had to beat
down the tall grass when he prepared to rest. So the modern dog
does unconsciously what was drilled
by necessity into his savage progenitor thousands of years ago.
The majority of men are simply
imitating the dog. When the race
was primitive and lived in a cave,
of the most essential qualities
necessary to secure its survival iu
the fierce competitive struggle with
surrounding life was an intensely
egotistic personality. This intense
egotism of man caused hiin to make
God in his own image. In those
rude days the belief that there was
a personal creator of life who took
an especial interest in man, protecting him from injury, leading
him to victory, heeding his call in
time of distress, had much to do in
insuring man s continued existence.
For such a belief would have a
subjective effect. That is, it would
react on the man who thus believed
in a powerful personality. But you
are not a cave man.
Now, all this may have been
highly nece.-sary when man fought
tin** battle of life with the chance
stone or club ; but, like the dog,
he now has left the tall grass behind. Why can he not rise superior to the dog, ami quit turning
round and round ?
Kinqs and Crootns.
Crowns, scepters and thrones,
like fetters, stock, dungeons and
thninb-screwH are relics of liarliar-
isin. As some men still require
fetters and prison bars to keep them
in subjection to just laws, some nations require the glitter of crowns
ancl glamor to make them tespect
govern ment. They cannot conceive
the possibility of stable government
without a King, Emperor or Czar,
and the circumstance and pomp of
Imperial power.
The presence of penal institutions is a reflection ein the morals
of the class for whom they exist
In like manner the existence of
ruonarchial institutions is a  reflec- SspTKitstB.l**.)
tion upon the civilization and intelligence of the people who submit
to live under them.
The idea that Kings rule by divine right was conceived in superstition and brought forth in ignorance. It is a lying, demon-
hearted, imp-faced spawn of hell,
whose slimy trail can lie traced
throughout the world.
The only government that exists
by divine right, is self-government.
As self-government   involve*   the
right to misgovern yourself,  until
you learn better, a people who are
sufficiently ignorant to want a King
are entitled to have oue.    If   tbey
are so stupid as to consider a limited or absolute   monarchy   better
than a Republic, they are entitled
to have what THEY  consider best
for tbem.  It would be wroug to impose a president on people who want
a Czar a* to force a Czar upon people who want a president.     Republics have no  more   right   to   exist
without the consent of the governed  than   monarchies    have.    The
imposition of any kind of  government without   the consent  of  the!
governed, is  tyranny.    ResistanceI
to tyrant*   is   obedience to    God.
Tbe devil never made a   freeman.
Cod never made a slave.    Heaven
never sent an oppressor  into  the
world.    Hell never gave birth to a
The theory of the divine right of
Kings is based upon the divine!
right of might: the divine right of
might originated with the strongest
savage in the darkest ages of the
world's history. It is the philos-
phv of crime.
Monarchial Institutions were born
when the earth was enveloped in a
black pall of ignorance and superstition. Where superstition is rank
and ignorance dense, monarchial
idc��a* thrive. Intelligence may tolerate but it holds in altsolute contempt the preposterous pretensions
of princes, potentates and   Kings.
The enlightened minds of Germany and Russia cannot help but
smile when thev contemplate the
absurdities of Kingcraft. I can
understand how interested parties
���Rhodes, aSaulsbury ora Chamberlain can support the contentions
Of the British throne*,   but   how  a
,!ey�� a Spencer, or Darwin
oould be induced to pay homage to
such a ridiculous fetish is more
that I can comprehend.
I can understand how the   Brit-
isb m general could go wild over
*���������' '
the prospective crowning of their had received a double education as
King, but how it could have the it were. He had studied homeo-
slightest interest to a citizen of a pathy, and was also graduate of a
Republic will forever remain a "regular" medical school. "Oh!
mystery. It was well for other dot was noding,l( said the farmer,
kingdoms to send special embassies "I had vonce a calf vot sucked two
to assist in the coronation cere- cows and he make noding but a
monies, but it was an unpardonable common schteer after all."���Ex.
infamous,   treasonable   crime   for <P5>
Prudent  Rocaevelt   to dispatch pPeeaution.
such a commission in  such an   er-
rand.    It  can  only  be explained      "Mr. Grimes," said the rector to
on the hypothesis that Teddy is a the vestryman, "we had better take
monarchist at   heart, or an   egreg- UP th? collection   before  the serious ass.    All true Americans, re-  mon."
gardless of party, should  condemn      "Indeed?"
him.    Imperial    toad-eaters    and      "Yes.    I'm going to  preach  ou
sniveling snobs  alone* can  endorse  Economy."
bis   un-American,    undemocratic,. ������
damnable* departure from republi-l Why did Christ select Judas as
Can precedents.���Geo. A. Windle one of his disciples, knowing that
in Chicaga paper. he would betray  him? Did he de
sire to lie betrayed ? Was it his iu-
tention to be put to death? Why
did he fail to defend himself be��-
fore Pilate? According to tbe accounts Pilate wanted to save him.
Did Christ wish to l>e convicted?
The Christians are compelled to
say that Christ intended to be sacrificed ��� that he selected Judas
�� with that end in view, and that he
\ young doctor, wishing tomake refused to defend himself because*
a good impression upon a German he desired to be crucified. All this
farmer mentioned the fact   that he is  in   accordance with the horrible
idea that without  the  shedding ot
Couldn't Improve It
Vlr>. Chug water: "I'd be ashamed to sleep in tin* church the way
you do."
Mr. Chug water: "1 can't help it.
It's the only way 1 know how to
sleep."'���(Chicago Tribune.
All the Back
blood   there   is   no   remission
sin. ��� Ingersoll.
Rapid and more rapid is the onward march of progression.   Whatever   is  progressing goes  onward
and onward.     Whatever is not pro-
Of  L0WBRYS CLAIM grossing   holds  kindred   with   the
.... . past���is    stationary.       Whatever
are still in print, ex- goes  forward,  goes  to  the deity.
cept the   lirst   num- JJJ would nctbeiri^ to be ten-
1 sea on the diilf stream of progres-
ber     Simile cooies si��n'  f<) '>e wafted to climes of
heavenly   wisdom,    where   aroma
a/ r
are 10 cents. Six the sweetest is breathed that ennobles the soul ; where  no  turbu-
niimbeiS,   .ri(*   cents,  lent passion   can   reign, but where
the mind  will   continue to expand
P08tap;e t'wc tO any unti| tjme shall cease and eternity
... ii    1h�� explored.  -Berenos.
part   of   the   world. k ^
Send a bundle to It is not by turning over libraries, but by repeatedly perusing and
VOlir     friends     and   intently contemplating a few great
models that the  mind  is  best dis-
HcmmI their lives with eiplinoci.���Macaulay.
R. T. Lowery
New Denver, B. C.
There is a paper in Philadelphia
that pays $200,000 profit a year.
Can anyone show us the trail to
Philadelphia? 856
[SarantsBR, ww
Mary is Roasted.
Mary MacLane, of Butte, seems
to be a bnte from the way in which
she is being roasted for writing a
book. Guy Reed clips her wings
as follows:
"The story of Miss Mary Mac-
Lane, by the young lady herself, is
a bird���the quintessence of erotic
rot. Miss Mary MacLane is a product of Butte, Montana, although
what Butte ever did to deserve such
a punishment, the devil himself
only knows. The story is unwholesome, immodest, devilish. It is a
vulgar exposition of the grossest
animalism; a prototype of the sensuous stuff that the priestess of
passion, Hallie Ermine Rives, was
wont to inflict on a suffering and
long-wearied public���only, worse.
What in the name of the entirely
hopeless and useless ever induced
this Miss MacLane to spill so much
of herself on paper is simply incomprehensible, unless for the purpose
of exploiting her shape and how
badly she's stuck on it. For stuck
on it she certainly is. She raves
over the delicate transparency and
fairness of her hide; her splendid
breasts and the admirable contour
of her shapely legs! In fact, it's
"look at me; ain't I a peach?" To
hear her tell it, Mary is a modern
Pandemian Venus, the embodiment of personal passion imprisoned in physical form. She's "a
warm baby," is Miss Mary MacLane. It is clearly evident tbat
the young lady's guardian, if she
ever had any, has long been drunk
or absent���or, still more likely,
dead. An irate parent with a good,
strong slipper could work wonders
with the young thing's longing hy
plying it frequently and lustily on
her bustle rest. This old-time
manner of correction has cured
many a case of fancied incurable
idiocy. Like a convenient Colt's
45, it is a powerful persuader. If
the story of Miss Mary MacLane
has any redeeming traits, we have
signally failed to discover them.
After reading the book one feeds as
if he had swallowed a belly-full of
bilge water. It is bum I bum!
bum! However, if one has a desire to flounder about in a stagnant
pool of intellectual dope, we especially commend to him Miss Mac-
Lane's account of herself. Nothing
seems to delight the contemplative
mind of this maiden so much a*
the worship of herself; as auto-
adulation of and  passionate  rhap
sodies on her physical charms and
attractiveness. She's an abnormal
species of omphalopsychite that delights in gazing at its navel and
senselessly worshipping it. In
short, Miss Mary MacLane is a
Animal Instinct.
M. F. Mury, in the Revue Bleue,
of Paris, says that several letters
were received from Martinique,
stating that three weeks before the
great eruption that destroyed St.
Pierre, cattle passing in the neigh-
borhuud uf Mt. Pelee gave signs of
panic. Oxen broke away from
their traces and ran away. Horses
refused to go into the threatened
districts, and dogs howled continuously, night and day. The snakes
which were plentiful on Mt. Pelee,
suddenly invaded the inhabited
districts. Even the birds deserted
the mountain fifteen days before
the catastrophe.
Yet the inhabitants of St. Pierre
were not alarmed until just before
the disaster took place, when the
warnings from Mt. Pelee became
too evident to lie any longer ignored.
We are continually told that animals have no souls, but these animals were more soul-sensitive than
the human beings were. Spiritual
influences can warn animals (because they live nearer to Nature)
often more readily than they can
human beings who are soul-frozen.
Send Him West.
Events, an Ottawa publication,
certifies to the accuracy of the following: "A judge in Montreal was
asked recently to   hand   down a
When in New Denver, will lind the Nkwmakkkt
M<> iki. a p��ml |-l*i--i- to camp over night. Frui*
it-, haleonh ���-. tin- ti it.--*! ���*���-���������. i > in the world van
be seen without extra <li.nyc^_9^_��> ^j);
judgment in a certain case he had
heard about two years before, when
he replied that he had never heard
the case. The court record was
produced to prove the contrary,
and he then promised to give a
judgment." Now, what should
be done with judge* of that stamp?
���Vancouver World.
Send him to British Oolumbia.
Hadn't F&f to Go.
William L. Hearne, son of Frank
J. Hearne, presiden of the National Tube company, spent several
months this year In Black Diamond,
one of the new mining camps of
Arizona. As it was his first experience in the West he accumulated a multitude of expressions
and stories.
" When 1 first went to Black
Diamond," he said the other day,
44 there had lieen but one death
in the camp. They buried the unfortunate in a lonely grave midway
betweent the mine* and the cramp.
Immediately they began to call the
spot 'graveyard.' A few days
after my arrival a miner named
Cobb was taken with small pox.
The manager was away and they
telephoned to him for instructions.
44 Build a shack for him down
near the graveyard, was the answer
the wire* brought.
" The orders were carried out tu
the letter, and the shack wa* built
right up against the grave. The
patient was permitted to move himself ancl left tu light the disease
alone. The next day an Irish miner
hailed the shack from the trail.
" 4I say, Cobb,' he cried, how
areyuu coming un today?'
44 'Badly, rather badly,* wa* the
weak reply from the sick man.
" 4Don't yuu worry, Cobb,' answered the Irishman in a tune that
was meant to lie en co; raging.
4Dun't you worry, you ain't got
far to go anyway, if bad come* to
worse an' that; J ist reinemlier
you're living in the cemetery, already'."
"Ah got no use fo' de man,"
said Charcoal Eph, in one of his
philosophical turns, "dat donates
er thousan' dollahs t' de heathen
fund ob de fashionable church wid
one han' an' raise de rents on his
tenement houses wid de udder.
Ah 'spec' hebettah begin practisn'
crawlin' fro' de eye ob de needle,
Mistah Jackson.  -BaltimoreNews.


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