"e69c3dea-6a3c-4dd6-bee6-20f7e1251b8d"@en . "CONTENTdm"@en . "BC Historical Newspapers"@en . "2015-11-26"@en . "1903-05-01"@en . "https://open.library.ubc.ca/collections/locla/items/1.0082378/source.json"@en . "application/pdf"@en . " LOWEPY'S CLAIM\nNUMBER TWENTY-FOUR.\nVANCOUVER, B. C, CANADA.\nPRICE: TEN OBBTCft.\nLowery's Claim ia published every\nmonth at Vancouver, B. C, Canada. It\nis devoted to Truth and Humor. It has\nno press or trust list, but is sent free\nto all persons over 100 years of age.\nit is a Sham Crusher, and will flght all\nfraud! to a red finale. It costs $1 a\nyear in any part of the world, but lack\nof mail facilities prevents it being mailed to Mars. Hades and other out-of-\nthe-way places. All agents can make\nL\*> cent! upon each subscription obtained. Advertising rat** are $2 an\ninch each Insertion, and no cut is made\nfor time or position. If you desire this\nJournal do not depend upon your neighbor, but send In your white or green\ndollar before the thought grows cold.\nR. T. Lower v.\nVancouver, B, C.\nA bleu ptnoU murk fodicatM\nt ti ta t vour \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDabsortpalon lot-\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDndo-d. Plt-aae renew\nfrom Mil to Sea.\nThis journal, my second youngest,\ncompletes its second year wilh this\nnumber, hi order to give it the advantages of civilization I have moved\nits home from amid the hills of the\nSilvery Slocan to the salt-touched air of\nVancouver. Although tender in years\nit already has had a taste of the stren-\nOU8 life. Eighteen months ago the\nC. P. R. struck against it being sold\non the trains, and this strike is still on,\npeaceful and still as a duck asleep.\nThree months ago Mulock cut it out of\nthe mails, but unlike the C. P. R. be\nsaw Ihe error of his way in 30 days and\nput it on thc list again, so that now it\nwends its way to ail parts of the world,\nside by side with the War Cry and\nother prints that always spell tied with\nthe biggest kind ofa G,\nIn spile of all the rocks thrown in\nfront of its trail Lowery's Claim still\nlives and its papa has two bank accounts. It has never hauled down the\nflag, and in Vancouver it will fight all\nthe sham*:, frauds, and fakes of church\nstate aud society to a red finale until\nits editor grows too old to shove a pen,\nor too dead to skin a fat parson.\nThis journal is not found in churches\nor given away lo the heathen by bald-\nheaded Jesus howlers. It tells too\nmuch truth for those who live by preying upon the fears of a timid and ignorant people.\nSomeone has said that a conservative\nis a man afraid to fight, and too fat to\nrun. I will not vouch for the exact\ntruth of the statement, but I know that\nall classes of men who stand still and\ntightly clutch the moss of the past are\nseldom found giving up ten cents for\nmy second youngest. They prefer\nsome sheet with ancient ideas, and big\nenough for a bed-spread. This class\ncondemn my work and boldly declare\nthat I will go to hell or Victoria after\ndeath has put me in the discard. I do\nnot feel sorry for these fellows because\nafter they are born a few more times\nthe mud will be washed out of their\nbrains, and their souls have a chance\nto get some fresh air.\nInthe rush and excitement of coming into a metropolis like Vancouver\nfrcm the solitude of the grand old\nmountains ofthe Slocan I am naturally\na little dazed and this issue mav have\none or two weak spots, but look out for\nthe June edition. It will brush the\ncobwebs off the Gods, and make every\nbell in Hades jingle ** full speed.\"\nA hard trail often leads to Easy\nstreet.\nSix back numbers of this journal,\neach one different are sent to any address upon receipt of 50 cents.\n0*\nAddress all letters to Box 818, Vancouver, B. C, upon matters connected\nwith this publication.\nThere is no law in Vancouver against\na man kissing his wife on Sunday.\nThis helps some.\n0%\nFreedom was never yet given to a\nman. He has always to fight for it,\nand liberty loves rebels.\nINI\nIn the United States ninety per cent\nof the wealth is held by ten per cent of\nthe people. That is prosperity.\nIf a man could buy all the hypocrissy\nin Vancouver at a cent a pound he\nwould grow rich in a few minutes.\nSR*\nThe biggest clam does not always\ncontain the most meat.\nIn the future this journal will press\nthe limit and all who delight in truth\nunadorned should not miss a number,\n0*\nSend a copy of this journal to a\nfriend, and you may do a world of\ngood.\n0*\nA cover printed in two colors will\nenfold the contents of Lowery's Claim\ncommencing wilh the June issue.\nThree pages of the cover will be devoted\nto advertisements, and as the space is\nlimited advertisers wishing to make\ncontracts should call on or write the\neditor as speedily as possible.\n0A\nThe fact still holds good that one of\nthe noblest works of creation is the\nman who always pays the printer.\n0*\nThe greatest loss is the friend who is\n1101 dead.\n0*\nThe Ozonagram, which has just been\nborn in this city will probably develop\ninlo the greatest paper on this ioast<\nGet in-early and kee a file of it.\nJ*\nUnless it solidities into a good deed a\nprayer is only whispered gas.\n0k\nIt is a great farce for people to sin\nall week, and then try to white wash\nthemselves by keeping Sunday.\n0m\nCivilization and the C. P. R. have\nhelped. A squaw was seen wheeling a\nbaby carriage in Vancouver.\nr\n<\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDHI LOWERY'S CLAIM\nphic and highly satisfactory com pan\nionship.\"\nTwinkle, twinkle little star.\nHow 1 wonder what you are.\nt'p above :he world so high.\nLike a d air.ond in the sky.\"\ncT/)e Platonic Zove fake.\nfrom LJBvanne Sfeonoclast\nA charming little lady, the front ele- pie of opposite sexes absolutely Motivation of whose name is Stella, takes sary to each o:her. It Is a glory tn\npen in hand and gives ;he It on. a red- wh'ch the soul is bathed, an almost\nnot 'Toast\" for having intimated that savage melody that beats within lhe\nPlatonic Love, so-called. Is a pretty blood. It is\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDO dammit! It's that which\ngood thing for respectable women to let transforms a snub-nosed dalry-mald In-\nalone Judged by the amount of caloric to a Grecian goddess, a bench-legged\nshe genera.es, Stella must be a sUr of farmer-boy Into a living Apollo Belve-\nthe first magnitude, or even an entire dere. \"Love Is love for evermore\"\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\nconstellation. She \"believes in the pure, differing in degTee, but never In kind.\npa*s:onless love described by Plato as The Cranlan is but the nobler nature\nsometimes existing between the sexes\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD of the Pandemlan Venue, not another\nthe affinities of mind as distinguished entity. Love ts no: altogether of the\nfrom :he carnal lusts of matter.\" and earth, earthly. It ts born of the spirit\nopines that the Apostle \"must be gross as well as of the flesh, of the perfume\nindeed not \\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD comprehend this phtloso- as of the beauty of the great red rose.\nFew of those women who have led\ncaptive the souls of the Intellectual Titans of the world could boast of won-\ndious beauty. Th<* moment man passes\nthe pale of savagery he demands something more than mere physic il pe;f.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDe-\ntlon in a companion. l\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDurlty. Gentleness. Dignity\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDsuch nre the three graces\nI plead guilty and cast myself -ipon of womanhood that ofttlmes make Ctt-\nthe mercy of the court. I sorrowfully *,d A***? a \"l!aprtes,L ^f0\"1 \"nd\nthat my aesthetlclsm is. not 18 a fatt>- Tho ]ove of <*\nparent for a child Is the purest affection of which we can conceive; yet I*\nthe child the fruition of a love that lies\nnot ever In the clouds. Platonic affection, so-called. Is but confluent small -\nPOS mcrqueradlng as measles. Tho\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDe\nwho have It may not know what all*\n'em: but they've got a simple case of\n\"spoons\" all the same. If So Ihi were\n\"my dear heart's better part.\" and\ntried to convince ma* that she felt a\nirg oneof McCormieks patents around Purely Platon'c affecMon for some other\na forty-acre field or arguing a point of fellow, I'd apply for a writ of Injunc-\neihics with a contumacious ?nule. That t,un or ,fty for m* transcendent rival\n1 am unable to appreciate that Platonic w,lh a Hgnum-vltae club loaded to\nyearning of soul to soul, that deep call- scatter. Nobody could convince me\ning unto deep on which Stella dotes, is lbat the country was secure. The Pla-\nmy misfortune rather than my fault. ton,c Packet Is being sadly over-worked\nI: appears to me too much like voting ,n *well society. Like chart ty. tt cov-\nthe Prohibition ticket or playing poker VT9 a multitude of sins. Married wo-\nwith Confederate currency. When I men so scouting around at ail hours\nlove a woman I love her up one side *Bd Jn \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDH kinds of places with Platonic\nand down the t'other. I may be an lovers, until the \"old man\" feeds a few\nuncultured and barbaric noodle, but I slugs to a muzzle-loading gun and lets\nwant to get hold of her and bite her 'he Platonlsm l<\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDik through artificial\nneck. I want to cuddle her sunny curls holes In the side of some gay gillant.\non my heaving shirt-front when I talk When madame must have her beaux.\nto her about affinities. I believe with and maids receive attention from mar-\nTennyson in the spirits rushing to- rled men. there's something decayed in\ngether at the touch of the lips, and I the moral Denmark. Mrs. Tllton\nJust let *em rush. Men may esteem thought she felt a Platonic affeHton for\nwomen and enjoy their society with Henry Ward Beecher\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDwan simply wor-\nnever a thought of s.-x. I have many shipping at the shrine of his genius:\nfemale friends, some white-haired but she made as bad a mess of It as\ngran'dames, some mere girls in short tho' she had called her complaint con-\ndresses. Hut for their kindly interest \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD upiscence. Kven here In Texas, where\nand encouragement I would have cast we do preserve a faint adumbration of\naside the faber and tied to the desert the simplicity and virtue of ye olden\nlong ago. Th fr'endshlp of a noble wo- timo. it is no uncommon thing to see a\nman is life's holiest perfume; but that chipper married female who moves In\nis not the affinity of souls, the super- the \"best society.\" flitting about with\nnatural spooning, the Platonic yum- some fellow who's recognized\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDas the\nyum for which fair Stella pleads. Love, servants *ay-as her \"steady comas I understand the term, is to friend- pany.\" But as ue have improved on\nship's non-consuming flame what the the Pompelan \"houses of Joy.\" so have\nfierce glare of the noonday sun is to we added to the French fashion of mar-\nthe mild radiance of the harvest moon, rled flirtation a new and Interesting\nIt is something which makes two peo- feature. The French allow malda but\nlittle liberty so far as male companion\nship is concerned; but we remove the\nbridle altogether, and while the matron\nflirts with the bachelor, the maid an\nproprlates the lonesome benedict \n\nthe old social laws have been laid on\nthe shelf and life rendered a veritable\ngo-as-you-please. In real life there is\nno \"pur* Platonic affection,\" whan ver\nmay bedtime In fiction. No man waits\nupon another's wife and provides her\nwith arnages and cut flower* opera\ntickets and wine suppers with never \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\nsuspl-i \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDm of sex. and no maid who values ber virtue will receive marked attentions rrom a married man. When i\nvirgin finds an \"affinity\" she should\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDteer it against a marriage contract at\nthe earliest possible moment; when i\nWife discovers one to whom she is not\nwedded .-tn should employ a bread and\nwater diet to subdue her \"natural 111-\npematuralism\" and reinforce her re-\nllgion with a season of penitence and\nprayer.\"- in aim's \"Iconoclaat\"\naumit\nkarats fine, but mixed with considerable slag. When I should have wren\nacquiring :he higher culture, I was\neither playing hookey or planting hegs.\nInstead of being fed on the transcendental philosophy of Plato, I was stuffed with mealy Irish spuds and homegrown \"pumpkin\" pie. When I should\nhave been learning to relish pate a\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD* fole\ngras and love my neighbor's wife In a\npurely passionless way, I was follow\n*t!00ift0 tbe Bible.\nThe North Carolina legislature has\nJuat enacted a law doing away with the\npractice of kissing the Bible in courts\nand other places where an oath ll to\nbe administered. A rather amusing debate attended the i-eremony. but -.Mth\nthat we need not concern outs-Ives,\nKnough that the osculation Is now prohibited in North Caroline \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDa consum-\nmation much to be commended.\nThe custom originated In a i line if\nsuperstition, wheu It was an article In\neverybody's faith that If the murderer\ncould be made to tmnh hi* dead victim the wounds would l\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDr< ak ont afreet!\nand blood would proclaim the miscreant's guilt, when 'witchcraft*' was\nseriously regarded as a mortal lilt, and\nghosts, astrologers, and magicians fig-\nured in every creed. In those days they\nbelieved that if a person Waned th\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD'\nBible and then told a lie he would drop\ndead\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDstricken by an angry and offended Jehovah. Modem enlightenment,\nhowever, has shown us that the per-\nJurer klssc-*** and survives. Th. liar\nprosper* Be kisses the Bible aa reed\"\nlly as he would kiss a table or a chair.\nand then reels off his falsehoods with\nau unruffled brow. It Is DO longer possible for any Intelllg.nt man to believe\nthat tin- kissing of the Bible addi Ufa\nsmallest value to the testimony of the\nwitness. Honest men will tell the truth\nwithout any prompting of luperatltlon.\nIMshonest men will lie BJ fluently \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\nibe presence \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDf the Bible as In that of\nthe dictionary or the atlas.\nThe practice in question, therefore.\nIs as futile as it is unclean. North\nCarolina has don.- well to relegate n\nto the limbo of credulity and k\"'\"*\nance.-Washington Post.\nHere's freedom to him that wad read,\nHere's freedom tO Mm thai\nwrite 1 ,*!,\nThere's nana ever feared thai \"\"'\nihottld be heard. ., ,\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD.\nBut they wham the truth would \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\ndlte. LOWERY'S CLAIM\nBeatf) of Kavacftol.\njfrom tbe ffvencb\nOver ten ye.irs have elapsed since a\nman was beheaded\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDa man who for a\nlong time had been the terror of the\nexploiting class In France, whose name\nmade the \"peaceable citizens\" turn\npale long after hia death: Ravachol.\nThere Is perhaps no work, bs it a\nscientific essay or a novel, treating upon Anarchism, In which his name is not\nmentioned with horror and disgust, just\nas one mentions the name of a bandit\nwhose path is marked with blood.\nBlood! Yes, Ravachol had shed blood.\nHe had committed all the Imaginable\ncrimes recorded in the penal code: he\nhad stolen, smuggled, counterfeited,\nrobbed, murdered, blown up houses\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\nin short, according to the dominating\nconception, every single crime *tfa3 sufficient to exclude the perpetrator from\nhuman society. He was a generis human I hostiiis (enemy of the liu man\nrace), as the Romans designated the\noriginal Christians\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDa destestable and\ncontemptfble monster.\nDisdain? No. they could not despise\nRavachol. They hated and abhorred\nhim, but they could not help respecting\nhim. at least not the Intelligent ones\namong the bourgeoisie.\n\"His eyelids did not quiver a bit when\nhe was told in court that unknown\ncomrades had revenged his arrest with\na horrrlble bloody deed. But when the\nlittle child of Cbaumarttn\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDan accomplice\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDentered the court, his looks darkened, his head sank behind one -ampart\nof the dock, and he wept. Yet only a\nvery close observer noticed it, for Ravachol was too proud to show his tears.\nWhen the waiter, Lherot, thru whom\nhe had been arrested, testified, Hava-\nchol smiled kindly. He was not angry\nwith him. There is something impersonal In this man. * He talks eaJmiy.\nWith qui n (firmness he tells the jury\nthat present conditions must be changed; and when he pictures the coming\nand better future, where the weak shall\nhave the protection of all, his voioe\nsoftens. His path is marked with\nblood, he knows it. and he says: 'May\nmy victims forgive me\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDunderstand\nme.' \"\nThese words were not written by an\nincendiary editor of an Anarchist paper, but by a writer of a typical capitalist she\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD:, Theodore Herzle. a Paris correspondent of the \"Neue Frele Presse\"\nIn Vienna, in an article in which he demanded the extermination of .ha Anarchists.\nBefore we give the explanation of\nli-vachol to the Jury, let me ne'ilion\nail utterance* of Mlsie Reclus, a man\nwhom nobody will accuse of blood-\nUlirsHiness. Interviewed by a Paris\ndaily. \"Sempte Avantl.\" as to his opinion of Ravachol, the renowned vvlentist\nreplied:\n\"I admire his courage, his .dndness\nof li r - r t. his gc^tness of life, his magnanimity In forgiving his enemies, ot\nrather traitors. I hardly know of any\nmen who surpass him in generosity. 1\nabstain from going Into the question\nwhether it is always desirable to go to\nthe extreme \n asserting our rights, or\nwhether other considerations, prompted\nby the sentiment of human solidarity,\nshould not outweigh the former. However, I belong nevertheless among\nthose who recognize in Ravachol a hero\nof rare noble-mindedness.\"\nRavachol's speech of defense, or rather accusation, which sheds light upon the motives that Induced lhe remarkable man to commit his deeds, is\ngiven in the following synopsis:\n\"When I take the floor I do not intend o defend myself against the deeds\nof which I am accused; for society,\nwhich thru its defective organization\nperpetually forces men to flghi each\nother, is alone responsible for such acts.\nDo we not all among all classes know\nmen, who wish for their fellow men, I\nwill not say death, for that sounds two\nharsh, but ill luck, if such brings them\npersonal advantage? Does the merchant, for instance, not wish that his\ncompetitor may be ruined! Does not\nthe unemployed worker, In order to obtain work, wish that the employed\nworker may be discharged for some\nreason or other? Very well, then, In a\nsociety where things like this occur\nmen must not be surprised at such\ndeeds as I am accused of.\n\"Things being thus, I cannot hesitate,\nwhen starvation stares me in the face.\nto use the means at my disposal, even\nat the risk of leaving victims behind.\nDo the employers trouble themselves\nwthen they discharge the workers\nwhether they die of starvation? All\nthose wbo revel in superabundance, do\nthey trouble themselves about those\npeople who are in want of the common\nnecessaries of life?\n\"There are, of course, some people\nwbo render assistance to others, but\nthey are powerless to aid those millions\nwho live 1n the most pitiful misery and\noften voluntarily end their lives.\n\"Yes, 'the victims of this society are\nInnumerable. Thus aicted the H-aymen\nfamily and the woman, Sonhelm, who\nmurdered, her children because she\ncould no longer bear the sight of her\nstarving babies; and thus act the women wbo, fearing that they will not be\nable to maintain their children, rather\nendanger 'their health and Hfe by killing the fruit of love In due time.\n\"And all this happens In the midst of\nplenty\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDin France, where everything\ncan be found in abundance, where the\nbutcher shops are overstocked with\nmeat and the bakeries with bread,\nwhere shoes and clo'thes are piled up\ntower-high in warehouses!\n\"But others will come and say: \"This\nis all very true, but It cannot be helped. Everyone must look out for himself.'\n\"That's what I did. I did not want\nto die of starvation and could not console myself with the thought that after\nmy death people would throw a few\nwords of pity upon my grave. I left\nthat to others. I preferred to be a\nsmuggler, then a counterfeiter, thief\nand murderer. I could have begged for\nalms, but that is degrading and cowardly, and besides begging is punishable according to your laws, which\nmakes misery a crime. If all those\nwho live in want would take, no matter\nby what means, from where 'there is\nplenty, instead of patient suffering, then\nthe most indifferent would perhaps\ncomprehend much sooner that it is dangerous to defend prevailing social conditions, in which uncertainty is permanent and life menaced at every moment.\n\"People would probably perceive\nmuch sooner that the Anarchists are\nright in saying that, to attain mental\nand physical rest, it is necessary to destroy the causes which create crimes\nand criminals.\n\"For this reason I have perpetrated\ntbe deeds of which 1 am accused, and\nwhich are only the logical result of the\nbarbaric -condition of your society. It is\nsaid that one who kills his fellowman\nmust be very cruel; but those who\nspeak thus do not see that man does\nthis only in order not to suffer death\nhimself:\n\"You, gentlemen of the jury, who in\nall probability will condemn me to\ndeath, act exactly as I did. You condemn me because you think it is necessary. You shiver when you hear of\nmurder; bu't you do not hesitate for a\nmoment to commit murder if you think\nIt necessary for your safety. The only\ndifference between us is that you commit murder without personal danger,\nwhile I risk my freedom and life.\n\"Gentlemen! You should not stop\nwith convicting the criminals, but you\nshould destroy the cause of crime.\n\"As it is, criminals will never exist;\nto-day you destroy one and to-morrow\nten others are born. What is to be\ndone? .Abolish penury\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthe germ of\ncrime. And how easily that can be\nrealized. It is sufficient to build society upon a new basis, Where everything belongs to all. and in which\neverybody produces according to his\nabilities and inclinations, and consumes\naccording to his desires.\n\"Then one will not find suoh people\nas the Hermit of Notre-Dame-de Grace,\nnor such as beg for coin of those whose\nslaves and victims they become at tihe\nsame time! Then one will not find women selling their bodies, and there will\nbe no men like Pronzini, Prado, Ber-\nland, Anasty, and others, who for this\ncoin became murderers. It is evident\nthat the cause of all crime is always\nthe same, and one must be a lunatic\nindeed not to see this.\n\"I am only a common worker without\nany education, but having experienced\nthe pangs of hunger myself, I perceive\nthe injustice of your repressive laws\nfar more keenly than a rich bourgeois.\n\"Whence do you take the right to\nkill or imprison a man, who was put\ninto the world with all the requirements\nof life, and who found it necessary to\ntake what was wanting in order to feed\nhimself?\n.\n***** LOWERY'S CLAIM\n\"I have worked in order to live and\nkeep my family alive, and so long as I\nand my family did not suffer beyond\nendurance I remained what you term\n'honest' Then I could not find work\nand with poverty came hunger. Only\nthen the law of nature, this imperative\nbondage wich tolerates no counter-plea\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthe instinct of self-preservation forced me to commit some of tho crimes for\nwhich I am persecuted and to which\nI plead guilty.\n\"Judge me. gentlemen of the jury; but\nif you have understood me. with my\ncondemnation you convict all the unfortunates who thru misery, allied with\nnatural pride, were made criminals, and\nwho in more fortunate circumstances\nwould have remained honest people. I\nwish that you, who will condemn me to\ndeath, may bear the memory of the sentence as >aati7 as I will lay my head\nunder the knife of the guillotine.\"\nparts of some huge Wallace )?ilt\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDQ &alk.\nready, every sword\nclockwork, like the\nmachine. All will be\nw ill be whetted, every arm poised, and When mankind arrive at\nat the word of the empress, strike! that their '*pure eyes cannot behold\"'*1\nof the kingdom W.ulty.\" the long-looked-for millenium\nWriting on tbe Wall.\nThe strange and yet extraordinary\napathy exhibited by the nations of th\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD*\nworld to the dormant tiger in China reminds one of nothing so forcibly as the\nfool who left his powde:horn In the\nrain. And. like the careless fool, the\nnations will need their utmost resources\nat an hour when they're least prepared.\n* The dowager empress \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDf China is\nshrewd, far-seeing, implacable as Satan\nhimself. She hates the \"foreign devil\"\nwith a hatred which has in it all the\nbitterness of hell's own brew. She despises all foreigners, loathes their customs, their presence, themselves. She\nsleeps now only the better to gather\nevery vestige of her strength and wipe\nthe foreigners from her world. Her\nword at present is supreme. She can\nmake the teeming Chinese millions lie\ndown to peaceful slumber or fight like\nthe devil's own. The nations are lying\nabout like huge leviathans, indolently,\nwith eyes half closed, oblivious to all\nabout them, leading a sort of dolce far\nninente existence, waiting lazily the\nhour their sop money is to be paid.\nTheir collective triumph against China\nhas made them careless and arrogant.\nThey affect the role of the Invincible.\nThey do not seem to see the millions\nand millions of dollars that China Is\nconverting into arfs; they do not appear to know that the deposed Boxer\nleaders have been reinstated to their\nold-time places, and they appreciate\nthe significance of neither. They do\nbut dream. Their awaking will be terrible. China is but laying her mines;\nwhen the opportunity becomes ripe, she\nwill fire them and the explosion will\nshake the world. Not a foreigner will\nbe left in C.hina to shriek or to tell the\ntale. The dowager empress has conned\nwell the lessons of the recent past. She\nhas profited by them and, when next\nshe gives the signal to strike, heads\nwill fall like forest leaves. She will\nInaugurate a reign of terror that will\nappall the civilized world. She has\nlearned her lesson well. When her hour\nis ready, her plans will have been laid\nso well, her instructions given so perfect, that every envoy in her vast empire will respond with the precision of\nthe stage\nni|.n-.n, rwmc. \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD v..*... i-ni. ih-*. cannot \"\nThe length and breadth of the kingc\nwill be deluged with Christians' blood. Will be here. Much as we try to\nThis Is the handwriting on the wall, optimistic and enlarge on the wonder\nIt is all so plain and manifest that \"all lul advancement of the age. the f\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD[..\nwho run may read.\" The blind cannot remains that we are steeped in pessim-\nand the fool will not see. Of course, ism. That I recognize the existence of\nthere will be an aftermath, fiercer than pessimism Is proof of this. I am full\nthe worst of the storm. Tlie fate of Of wonder at the master mind who con-\nthelr doomed subjects will bring the celved the great allegory of the Gospel\nallied soldiers again to the shores of of Mark, from which It would aeem\nChina. Again will the troops of the that the other three were constructed\nworld march onward to the Chinese But the central figure of that allegory\ncapital. Again they will meet the Box- though hI ls mad.- to teach th.' great\ners and Chinese regulars. Again they law : *I(e 1st not evil.\" yet does himaelf\nwill overwhelm them. But this time *-*slst it. and his resistance to. and \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD *>n-\nthe resistance they will meet with will clemnatlon of. the ruling Pharisees,\nbe that of an organized, well equipped brings about his final undoing. The\nsoldiery, millions drilled by European world was Just entering the Age of\nstrategists. There will follow a world Pisces\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDan age of Struggle\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDami the\nof wur. The Chinese will be routed, character of Jesus was perhaps the\ntheir capital fall and their empire iw highest conception of a perfect man\ndismembered. The kingdom will be possible at that time. The world yet\ndrawn and quartered and its provinces awaits for the real optimist, who has\ntorn limb from limb. It will be the left all criticism and antagonism be-\nspectacle of the ages. But the foreign- hind him; In whom there Is, therefore,\ners already in China are foredoomed to no condemnation, as Paul puts it.\na horrible death, an end that ts terrl- Whether this present Age of Aquarius\nbin. Not one of these will this time enn produce him is at least doubtful,\nbe saved. The empress has planned too an age that started In with the birth\nshrewdly for that. They tarry there at of Napoleon. The best people <>f today.\ntheir peril. Kvery day that dawns but even while preaching optimism have\nbrings them yet nearer and nearer to their relapses Into pessimism and at-\ntheir end. Their homes will be burned, tack. For the great mass of mankind\nthe men murdered, the women out- are still M inlcheans. and Evil Is con-\nraged. But for an immediate depart- sidered as omnipresent as Good; SO\nure they are doomed. When t*hlim that the thought-atmosphere neks with\nstrikes, those already within her boun- pessimism, and who can wholly escape\nclaries will forever sleep beneath Chi- the COtttnglon? How progress is made\nneae aod. But her deed will confound I* the great secret of Nature, wh... as\nherself, her terrible stroke will recoil. Kmcrson says, will not be observed.\"\nShe will strike and strike successfully OttT eyes apparently see evil all around\nso far as her foreigners are com. rned. SS, and to many It seems to he In-\nBut the countrymen of these same for- creasing, yet over ami above all is the\nelgners will swoop iu millions upon her \"Power thut makes for rlfffcteouaneea,\"\nand delete her off the map of the world, and when our vision glances back two\nBut the necessary war will be horrl- thousand years, we cannot hut Is- con-\nble. Thousands upon thousands of lives Vlaoed that the Qreat Optimist has had\nwill be sacrificed in the mad hell of the Upper hand!\ncarnage and blood and war. The\nscreams of the wounded and dying will\nbe heard above the roar of the cannon. 2fmftft}f|Ofl0 JSrWCSSJOMS\nthe hall of rifles and the bursting of *\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\"\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD*'\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\"*'\"*' \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD*\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDw\nlyddite shells. The moans of the widows\nand orphans this awful conflict will\nmake will be heard adown the corrl-\nHe kissed her back Atlanta **.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDn**tt-\ntution. She fainted upon his departure.\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDLynn t'nlon. She seated herself upon\ndOlt of years. The Im\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDsI and bravest his entering\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD Albla Democrat. Bhe\nof other lands besides our own will be Whipped him upon his return Hallway\nblown Into fragments, fall with daggers .Age. How about the woman wko was\nI nthelr hearts or with Chinese bullets hurt In the fracas\"\" Hallway Age. He\nIn their brains. It will wreck the hap- kicked the tramps upon her sitting\nIllness of the WOlid. China will be no down. - American Pharmacist. We\nmore. But look at the awful cost: And thought she sat down upon her being\nyet, plain as the the signs that even a asked.---Saturday cjosslp. He kissed\ndullard might read, the foreigners al- ber passionately upon her reappear-\nready In China are going headlong un- ance. Jefferson Souvenir. A Chicago\nheeding to their doom. Ami all this footpad was shot in the tunnel. Weit-\nwhile, the |M\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDw.-rs of the earth, like em Medical Reporter. We feel\ngreat Indolent anlm ils, lie drowsily Indeed for the woman who was\nblinking at the\nHUll.\n\"It Is easy in the world to live after\ntlie world's opinion; |t |s easy In soll-\norry\nshot\nin the oil regions.\"\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDMedical World. We\nalso \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDympathlas with th- man who\nwas \"stabbed In the rotunda.\" and f--r\nthe one who was \"kicked on th.- high-\nwoy.\"-Medlcal Age. How aboul thr\nfellow who wh- \"shot lu the tenderloin\ntude to live- after your own; but the district ?\" -Rockwell Phonograph Sad\nureat man Is he who In the midst of |rn't |\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD? Sow please ahed \" few teftW\nthe crowd keep* with perfect sweet- for the lluthven girl who WM * tiit <--i\nness the Independence of solitude.\"- the front porch.\"-Huthven (Iowa) Ap-\nLmerson. , _ r\npeal.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDEx. LOWERY'S CLAIM\nOlonogtamp and Ibeveditp.\nK. 3B. Tkevv in Zucifev\nCella B. Whitehead says: \"I do want\nto have it understood that a woman ia\nsomething more than a cow or a mere\nprocreative machine. Unless her whole\nbeing goes out to the man with whom\nshe associates in the creative act it is\nunholy, 'nasty' to my mind\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDand I do\nnot believe a woman can shift her\nwhole mental and affectlonal attitude\nevery two or three years. If she could\nit would spoil her for being a good\nmother.\"\nCertainly, a woman is more than a\ncow or mere procreative machine. Y*t\nwhen she does assume the procreative\nfunction, her first duty is to take every\nprecaution that her child shall be born\nwell. She should even be ready to set\naside some of her own whims and inclinations, in order to attain that end.\nI am not quite sure what Mrs. Whitehead means by \"her whole being,\" but\nI suppose she means that the woman\nshould not only feed physically attracted by the man; but should also have\nmore affection for him than for any\nother man. In short, Mrs. Whitehead\nseems to think that a woman should\nonly cohabit with the man she would\nlike to spend her life with. Presumably Mrs. Whitehead would apply the\nsame rule to men as to women. And,\nas she very truly says, \"a woman cannot shift her whole mental and flfeet-\nlonal attitude every two or three\nyears.\" From all which I conclude\nthat Mrs. Whitehead strongly believes\nin monogamy.\nNow, is monogamy favorable to the\nproduction of the best children? Mrs.\nWhitehead dislikes books and science;\nI will therefore meet her on the ground\not' everyday facts. What do the breeders say? As they devote their lives to\nthe business, their opinion should be\nworth a good deal. If monogamy Is\nthe best way to breed men, it must\nalso be the best way to breed dogs and\nhorses; for I presume Mrs. Whitehead\nwill not allege that the laws of animal\nheredity differ from those of human\nheredity.\nNow, no breeder of dogs, horses, cattle, sheep or any other kind of animal,\nwould ever dream of breeding on monogamous principles. The very essence\nof successful breeding Is the careful\nselection of a very few animals to be\nfathers, and the rigorous rejection of\nthe great majority. Indeed, among\nmany kinds of domestic animals, most\nOf the males are emasculated. In order\nto make sure that they do not breed.\nMonogomy is the very reverse of all\nthis. Its principle is that every woman\nshould have her children by a different\nfather from every other woman. Scientific breeding demands that very few\nshall be fathers; monogamy demands\nthat all shall be fathers and shall have\nan equal chance of leaving many offspring. Monogamy is the absolute negation of all scientific breeding.\nHy following the method of selection\nand rejection for ages, breeders have\nworked miracles. Consider the varie\nties of dogs, the greyhound, the bloodhound, the bulldog, the collie, the spaniel. All are as different from each\nother as possible, and yet each is perfectly fitted for its intended function.\nYet all have been developed by selection and rejection from common species of wild dogs, very like the wolf.\nBreeders have wonderfully changed\nthe mental and moral, as well as the\nphysical, qualities of animals. The very\nwords \"tame\" and \"wild\" at once indicate the difference, for the change\nfrom wildness to tameness is nothing\nbut mental and moral change. Savage\nas the wolf is, man has, by selection\nalone, evolved the St. Bernard and the\nspaniel from the wolf-like progenitor.\nIndeed the average dog, in spite of his\nferocious ancestry, is morally superior\nto the average man. Moreover, breeders have evolved many special mental\nqualities in animals for certain purposes. The essential characteristics of\nthe pointer and the turnspit dog are\ncertain mental qualities.\nThe eminent agriculturist Youatt describes selection as \"that which enables\nthe agriculturist not only to modify the\ncharacter of his flock, but to change it\naltogether. It is the magician's wand,\nby means of which he may summon\ninto life whatever form and mold he\npleases.\" Ix>rd Sonierville. speaking of\nsheep breeders, says: \"It would seem\nas if they had chalked out upon a\nwall a form perfect in itself, and then\nhad given it existence.\"\nAs the laws of heredity are the same\nfor man as for other animals, we may\naccomplish equally great miracles by\nfollowing the same methods. Of course\nI do not suggest the coercive methods\nof breeders 0/ animals: all that Is necessary ls to make each woman free to\ndo what she pleases with her own person, and then to educate her in the\nw ise choice of a father for her child.\nSomo people. Including the editor, believe that this can be left to instinct\nalone. There I differ from them. I\nconsider human instinct very unreliable, because our environment has lately undergone a complete revolution, and\nmoat of our instincts are still suited to\nan older environment. Most women\nlike men who are suited to the fighting ancl hunting stage of human progress, but are now out of date. That\nis very natural, because women and\ntheir children depended, probably for\nhundreds of thousands of years on\nhaving a strong man to protect them.\nNow we are out of that stage, and\nfighting ancl hunting men are of little\nuse even under our competitive commercial system, while they will be\nworse than useless under the co-operative commonwealth. Such men may\nvery properly be chosen as lovers, but\non no account as fathers.\nWe can now form an idea of the relatione of the sexes in the future. All\nwill have a chance to be lovers, the\nconsumptive, the crippled, the mentally and morally obsolete. But parent\nhood will be the function of only a few\nmen, and will also be confined to sound\nwomen.\nWill it be any hardship for men and\nwomen to adapt themselves to these\nprinciples of procreation? Certainly\nnot for men. In the first place it is\nnot a physiological necessity for a man\nto be a father, as it often is for a\nwoman to be a mother. Male instincts\ncan be satisfied without paternity actually resulting. The average man is\nfond of children, but somebody else's\nchildren will do well enough. Neither\nwould it be any hardship for a man to\nhave children by several women. All\nmen are varietists by instinct. To a\nhealthy man all women are charming,\nalbeit some are more so than others.\nBut how about women? Would it be\nhard for a woman to forego being a\nmother by a physically diseased o\\nmorally obsolete man to whom her\n\"whole being\" went out, and to become one by a man to whom her whole\nbeing did not go out? It is difficult to\nsay for certain. Until we have more\nof the new men, we shall not know\nwhat the natural inclinations of women\nreally are. In the past woman have\ndoubtless been repelled by the treachery and cruelty of men. They have felt\nwith Lillie D. AVhite that \"the bosom\nof humanity is such a cold place to\nrest on,\" and their instinct has been to\nstick to a good man once obtained, like\ngrim death, and drive off all other women. I think, however, that the sex\nmovement has revealed the fact that a\ngreat many women are as fond of variety as any man, and the love of change\nand variety is in all other matters so\nuniversal that I cannot doubt it exists\nhere also. One cannot suppose that\nmany women will be so unfortunately\nconstituted as to feel a repugnance to\nintercourse with every man capable of\nmaking a good father.\nMrs. Whitehead reminds us that children must be brought up well In addition to being born well. But that is\nquite compatible with variety. Some\nyears ago I met with a little girl who\nstruck me as being the best behaved\nchild I had ever seen. The lady I was\nwdth entirely agreed with me. The\nmother of the child was a great variet-\nist. From all I can ascertain about the\nchildren of varietists, they are at least\nas well behaved as other children.\nThe Rev. Harry P. Dewey of Brooklyn tells the story of a friend of his\nwho once attended a meeting where a\nPresbyterian minister preached only\nten minutes\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDa most unusual thing for\na Presbyterian minister to do.\n\"Brethren,\" said the minister, when\nhe stopped suddenly. \"I have a dog at\nhome that must be peculiarly fond of\npaper. He has eaten that part of my\nsermon that I have not delivered, and\nI'll have to stop here.\"\nAfter the meeting a woman met the\nclergyman at the door, and after shaking him by the hand, asked:\n\"Doctor, I want to know whether\nthat dog of yours has any pups. If so,\nI want to get one of them and give it to\nmy minister.\" LOWERY'S CLAIM\nMl Oien Mve Ziats.\nfrom tbe parte JSraminev\nThere is no dispute as to the fact of\nthis world; but there Is a great deal\nof skepticism concerning the existence\nof another world, some philosophers\nhave gone so far a\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD to advise that we\nlet the other one alone, as we did this,\nuntil we get into it. This sentiment\nhas been aptly summed up In the apothegm: \"One world at a time.\" From\na materialist standpoint this ia good\nlogic; but from a spiritualist point of\nview, such a course is regarded as very\nimprudent; because, says the believer,\nthere \"may be\" another world after\nthis; and it \"may be\" that certain\nprinted passages in a book called the\nBible, are inspired; (whatever that is),\nand it \"may be\" that certain forms of\nwords and certain genuflexions of body\nare to be daily exercised In order to\nii.sure a cordial reception by the power\nwhich rules hi the upper story of that\nhouse not made with hands.\nHowever, it is very well known that\nIn (Christian nations, the especial class\nof men who insist upon this prudential\npolicy toward this \"may be\"\nworld, and its \"may be\" present obligations, are not In business for their\nhealth.\nIn this country alone, it costs two\nmillion dollars per week to run the\ngospel; and, if we reckon ten hours as\na working day. this sum will average\nfive hundred dollars per minute. The\nproperty in the United States dedicated to church purposes. Is valued at one\nthousand million dollars. At five per\ncent, the interest on this sum amounts\nto fifty millions of dollars per annum.\nTo care for this property, and to maintain the propaganda of thc supernatural, another fifty million dollars Is required. And, all this wealth and energy\nare expended in order to prepare men\nand women to live after they are dead.\nStill no representative of this class ever\nbecomes too fatigued to assure us,\nagain and again, that salvation is free.\nDavid declares that, \"All men are\nliars.\"\nWe do not dare to intimate that the\ncloth Is an exception to this wholesale\ncharge; even in the face of figures,\nwhich in this instance, appear to corroborate th\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD psalmist's statement. Furthermore, this one thousand millions of\nreal and personal estate pay no taxes.\nIt is dead capital for state and citizen.\nThe old saw, \"There Is nothing sure\nbut death and taxes,\" does not apply\nto church property; because being corporate assets it never dies, and being\nholy, cannot be taxed. It Is supposed\nto pay Its way as devoted to public\nmorals; but there never was a more\npatent subterfuge. If It were not for\nthe courts and the police, life and property of the citizen would be at the\nmercy of the first robber or assassin\nthat might choose to take either or\nboth. The very people who put up this\nplea for such exemption do not believe\nIt themselves; for they are continually\nracking their brains and agitating the\npublic mind with all sorts of quixotic\ndemands upon the law-making and law\neexcutive powers to supplement their\npreaching, praying and singing. They\nwant more laws. Beverer penalties, more\nconstables, more police, and more, a\nthousand times more Industry and rigid\nadministration of such laws. And their\nconcern is not so much\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDin fact they\nhardly ever mention the big crimes\nagainst society\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDsuch as war, murder,\nrobbery, theft, swindling, etc.; but it\nis the malum prohibitum\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDa thing not\nevil in itself, but wrong because for-\ntldden: Such as shooting craps, selling liquor behind a screen, selling liquor on Sunday, working on Sunday,\nplaying cards under a tree, gambling\nwith cards, Sunday baseball, opening\nof the World's Fair on Sunday, etc.\nThe great historian and essayist,\nMacauley. hit the nail on the head\nwhen he thus described the animus of\nall this sort of thing among religious\npeople: \"The Puritans opposed bear-\nbaiting on Sunday, not because it gave\npain to the bears, but because it gave\npleasure to the people.\"\nTo Illustrate the great power of the\nchurch as a moral factor, we might\nrefer to the vast armaments\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDwar\nships, repeating rifles and cannon, and\nthe Immense standing armies and navies of every Christian country on the\nglobe; and our owu and Spain's battles, where loving Christians so loved\nthe world that they laid down their\nlives for each other, by thousands:\nwhile each opposing regiment contained\na chaplain who did the praying\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDall to\nthe same God\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDsoliciting his aid for\ntheir respective side. Meaning, of course\non the part of the priests, that God\nmight so direct the bullets of the Spaniards that they should go straight to\nthe hearts of the Yankees, and cause\nthem to fall to the earth, like grass\nbefore the scythe of the mower. Of\ncourse, our parsons asked Clod to give\near to them, and to Ignore the other\nfellow's petition, and to bestir himself\nIn behalf of our arms: \"Oh God, keep\nour powder dry, and our arm strong,\nand our hearts valiant, so that the hosts\nof Satan shall melt away under our\nmusket shot and bayonet charge as\nmirage doth beneath the rays of the\nrising sun.\"\nWhile these pyarers proceed all heads\nwill be uncovered and bowed low; but\nas soon as the last word Is uttered the\ndevil's work will begin. and, with\nGod's blessing, the slaughter on both\nsides will be great. Thousands of widows and orphans will be left to eke\nout a miserable existence In sorrow,\nwant and wretchedness.\nAnd yet, for two thousand years\nthe world has been Incessantly reminded that \"God Is love,\" and that \"Christ\nIs the Prince of Peace.\"\n\"All men are liars.\"\nIf two of those rival chaplains, without their knowledge, could he put vis-\na-vis at the final word of the Invocations, it seems to me the moment their\neyes opened, both of them would burst\nwith laughter.\nIn time of peace, the minister hangs\nup above the sacred desk r.V\nLove'* in time of war. us^apla;*h\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\ntent is adorned with mottoes like these\n\"God ia a consuming fire.\" h,.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD, xii .,;\n\"The Lord teacheth my hands to war\"\"\nII Sam. xxll:35. \"There was war in\nHeaven,\" Rev. xil:7. \"The Lord w M\nhave war with Amalck.\" Kx. x\ ii it;\n\"Por there fell down many slain h.*\ncause the war was of God.\" | ciron\nV:%% The Lord shall go forth as ,\nmighty man; he shall stir up Jealouay\nlike a man of war; he shall cry. yea\nroar; he shall prevail against his enemies*\" Isiah xill.13.\nNo; the chaplain does not do this\nbut he certainly ought. Kvery church\nought to tell the whole truth. Is it not\na species of pious fraud to placard both\nsides of the altar with. Cod Is Love,\"\nwhen the book abounds with texts for\nwar and bloodshed? When each famous era In faith is marked by a butcher\nsaint? Moses. Constantlne, Henry the\nVIII and John Calvin.\nZibevaltem in Cbnvcbc*.\nIt ought not to be a matter ..f surprise to anyone that a Unitarian\nchurch should ask an Agnostic to\npreach for It, when In a Baptist university, like that founded by John 1>.\nRockefeller, at Chicago, a Baptist minister. Rev. B. Benjamin Andrews, of\nthe University of Nebraska, can say as\nhe Is reported to have said some time\nago:\n\"Don't teach your children Ood.\n\"Don't make your children memorise\nlong passages of scripture.\n\"Don't teach them the dot trine of\neternal damnation.\n\"Don't muddle their brains with the\ntheory of original sin.\n\"Don't scare them with the devil.\n\"Don't worry ihem about baptism.\n\"Don't dtSCUSa with them w tether\nthey are to be Justified by faith alone\nor by faith and works.\n\"Don't puzzle them with the doctrine\nof pr -destination and free will.\n\"Above all. don't teach them that\nthey have any better chances of heaven\nthan the little Baptist children or the\nlittle Methodist children or the little\nPresbyterian children\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDwhlcbevei the\ncase may be\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD across the way.\n\"Teach them ethics Instill In them\ntbe principles of right and wrong. Let\nthem read the beautiful poetic parts of\nthe story of Christ. These things.\" said\nDr. Andrews, \"constitute all that Is essential In the training of n child.\"\nLet the churches take Dr Andrews'\nadvice and follow It up f->r i few yean\nand all opposition to them will cease.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\nSearchlight. Waco, Texas.\nEvery philosopher, every mathematician, every naturalist, had to keep the\nsecret of his discoveries If he wished to\nkeep his head. The night of the Middle Ages was not the natural bllndnesi\nOf unenlightened barbarians, but nn unnatural darkness, maintained by nn\nelaborate system of spiritual despotism.\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDProf. Felix L. Oswald. LOWERY'S CLAIM\ntteavt to Ibeavt Valks.\nfva ZElbevttte in tbe Pbiltetine\nThere is one problem so immense in\nImport, tbat before it all other problems\nof earth sink Into Insignificance. The\nproblem Is this: How to conserve and\nkeep the good that civilization gains.\nTbe labors of (Sisyphus mirror tihe\nmarch of the race. The 'third generation of \"the -Superior Class\" is impotent. What Che world calls success\nfevers and enfeebles. Upon it all is the\ntaint of death\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthe Flrrft Families have\nnothing better to boast of, than the\ndeeds of men long turned to dust; and\nthe sons of men who could do and dare,\ndwindle into microbes that consume\nand are consumed. Tbe connoisseur\nand dilettante follow the creator, and\nthe barbarian takes them captive and\nthey are no more. Nations, like men,\nhave their periods of infancy, youth,\nmanhood and old age. They grow\nstrong, and then lapse Into senlUty and\ndec-ay. One generation destroys what\nanotiher produces, and a new nation\nsteps In and crushes the weakened state\nas wolves upon the prairie fall upon the\nhorses that grow old and lame. Men\nsucceed and the towers and monuments\nthey build to commemorate their lives\ncrumble Into ruin, and become mere\nmounds that hide their dust, and over\nIt Nature runs her creeping mosses and\ntrailing vines, as If to deny the existence of 'those who once boasted of their\nmight.\nBeneath the walls of ancient Troy,\nare the ruins of still other -cities, of\nwhich for us no poet sang; before Cleopatra were other queens stung to their\ndeath by the asp of folly: after Phidias\nand Pericles came men who rioted and\nfeasted on the wealth and beauty tbat\nGreece had gained; then came the barbaric Roman, blind to beauty, and\ntumbled from their pedestals the\ndreams hewn In marble, thinking they\nwere gods.\nCaesar grew great: and Brutus and\nCassius, lusting for the power that he\npossessed, sought to seise the bauble aa\ntheir own. That savage speech of Cassius wherein be related what a sick\nman In his fever said, had scarcely\nechoed across the Forum before he had\nto flee, and ere long that tongue of his\nwas forever stilled, and Brutus, hopelessly encompassed, fell upon his own\nsword and was dead.\nYoung Augustus tbus came into possessions which he had not earned and\nhis possessions owned bim, and poisoned the well-spring of his being, and all\nKoine as well. Ere long the barbaric\nGerman from the North 'oerran his\nheritage and did for Rome what his ancestors bad done for Greece.\nTo-day the descendants of the Noble\nRomans sell themselves for hire, and\ndig, hew and carry, that America may\nhave buildings that scrape the sky, and\nrailroads over which men are carried\nlike the eagle's flight.\nFar be It from me to decry the splendid enterprise of 'the strenuous men\nwho are making America great, but\nwise men perceive a day when the sons\nof the men w1l toil and sweat, enslaved\nby a race of barbarians yet unborn.\nThat which has happened, will again\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDhappen under like conditions. A few\nmen bave always, unerringly, beheld\nthe law of cause and effect. In the glittering Shield of Achilles could be seen\nreflected the end of the owner's career\nand the destruction of all he prized.\nAnaxagoras knew and told the fate\nthat would come to Athens, and was\nostracized for his temerity. Jesus knew\nthat ndt one stone of Jerusalem would\nbe left upon another, and was crucified\nfor saying so. Savonarola saw that tbe\nreign of the Medici could not long endure, and they burned his body in the\npublic square. Ibsen writes a play\nshowing how the Pillars of Society are\nas surely pulling down the pillars of\nsociety as did Sampson puU down the\ngates of Gaza, and Christendom calls\nbim crank. Tolstoy, with prophetic\nvision, twenty years ago, saw England's\ndecline, and to-day we behold her a second-rate power, robbed of her maritime\nsupremacy, stripped of ber proud prestige, making peace with a little people\nshe could not subjugate, looking for an\nally to brace her tottering tbrone.\nThe New Zealander will as surely sit\nupon the broken towers of Brooklyn\nBridge anid gaze across at the ruins\nof a great city gone\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDJust as surely as\noxygen eats iron, and effect follows\ncause. The end of running sewage Into\nthe sea, and breeding a race of beings\nwho scorn honest labor and expect to\nlive by their wits, is simpy a matter\nof mathematical calculation. To imagine that we can do tbe things that have\nwrecked other nations, and yet go un-\nscatehed, is the acme of ostrich reasoning. Wise men all know that wreck\nand ruin wil some day be this nation's\nfate, but many of us, knowing the crash\nwill not come until after we are gone,\nonly smile and sneeze.\nTo subjugate another is to subjugate\nyourself; the way to jyaln freedom is to\ngive it.\nBut as there is inevitable ruin in all\nprosperity that uses its power to subjugate, so also will there come a day\nwhen the lessons of the past will be\nlearned well enough, so that the good\nwill be conserved -and kept for those\nwho .Shall come after.\nThis will not come about until the\nfolly of educating men to war and\nwaste shall ceases. \"In time of peace\nprepare for war\" Is the advice of a fool.\nSo long as we prepare for war we shall\nhave war\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDwe have anything that we\nprepare for. So long as men accumulate wealth that their children shall not\nwork, and so long as the rottenness of\ngentility shall be unpercelved by the\nmany, so long will one generation\nweaken Itself by consuming what another has created. The use of power to\nform a Superior Class is the one thing\nthat has wrecked tbe world; and made\ncalamity of so long life. Tills Superior\nClass is always a menace, sometimes\na curse. Its distinguishing feature is\nto exclude\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDIt is ossified selfishness, as\nopposed to enlightened self-interest. It\nhas its rise usually in humility, often\ncoming in the name of liberty, and by\nbestowing a benefit gets a grip on\nthings, then it begins to consume, and\nceases to produce. The preacher and\nsoldier have always been a necessary\npart of its fabric\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthe soldier protects\nthe priest, and the priest absolves the\nsoldier. The country that bas the\nlargest army, and the greatest number\nof preachers, doctors and lawyers, is\nnearest death.\nThe Superior Class Is a burden. No\nnation ever survived it long, none ever\ncan.\nThis volunteer Superior Class has always thought that good is to be gained\nby avoiding labor; by wearing costly\nand peculiar clothing: by being carried\nin a palanquin, by riding in a carriage,\nor being propelled in an automobile: by\nbeing waited on by servants: by eating\nand drinking at midnight: by attaining\na culture which is beyond the reach, of\nmost; by owning things tbat only a few\ncan enjoy\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthese are the ambitions of\nthe self-appointed Superior Class. Most\nof the colleges and universities of\nChristendom have cursed mankind by\ninculcating the idea that to belong to\nthis Superior Class was a desirable\nthing. Every college professor, until\nyesterday, urged us to attach ourselves\nto the Superior Class by hook or crook.\nAll wttio do not belong, want to belong,\nand look forward to a day when they\nmay\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthe example infects, and tben pollutes and poisons. The thought of education largely is, that it sett? one apart\nand fits him for good society\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthis Superior Class. Education is for social\ndistinction. To be useful is not enough,\nyou must be clever\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDbence come Oxford\nand Cambridge, and offer to bestow degress, vouching distinction, that will\nphace you in the Superior Class\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDfor a\nconsideration.\nTbe Superior Class lives by its wits,\nor on the surplus earned by slaves or\nmen that are dead. When you live on\nthe labor of dead men you are dead\nyourself\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDyou are so near drowning that\nyou clutch Society and pull it under\nwith you. To exclude 19 to be excluded;\nwhen the Superior CTlass shuts out tbe\npoor and the so-called ignorant they\ndeprive themselves of all the spiritual\nbenefit the lowly have to give. Caste\nIs a Chinese wall that shuts people in\nas well as out.\nIf you can maike people kind, not\nmerely respectable, tbe problem will be\nsolved.\nThis bogus legal tender of gentility,\nwhich is the chief asset of the Superior\nClass, can never be done away with\nthrough violence and revolution. This\nhas been tried again and again. Revolution is a surgical operation tbat always leaves the root of the cancer untouched. Another excrescence sprouts,\nand one Superior Class Is exchanged for\nanother.\nThe remedy is in a new method of\neducation which will teach men to be,\nndt seem\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthat will give pupils diplomas on what they can do, not on what LOWERY'S CLAIM\nthey can memorize. (Thurohes must\ncease being fashionable clubs, and tbe\narmy must be consigned to limbo. War\nis bell, and just as long as you have\nan army you'll have war.\nThe evolution wUl come peacefully\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\nanything gained by violence crystallizes\nitself Into a Superior Class that needs\nan army to uphold it and a church to\nabsolve it. These two things are proof\nof its weakness. There is something\nwrong in the man or thing that need9\nprotection. Every anny is marching to\nits doom; and every preacher wbo\npreaches hell is going straight to the\nhell he preaches.\nThe religion that bolsters Itself by a\nthreat, gets punished eventually thru\nbelieving its threat.\nNo, the desired end can never come\nthru threat, force and violence\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthat is\nwhere men bave stumbled since history\nbegan.\nThe Millennium will come in this\nway:\nFirst, men will decline to Join a social\nclub that calls itself a \"church.\"\nSecond, men will refuse to enlist as\nsoldiers, for any other reason than to\nprotect an immediate threatened invasion of their homes.\nThird, parents will refuse to send\ntheir children to any school, college or\nuniversity where the carriculum does\nnot provide vhat at least one-half the\nschool day shall be spent In work; and\nwhere play (not athletics) for all is not\nconsidered just as necessary as arithmetic.\nIf mankind can be made to see that\nto belong to the Supelor Class Is absurd\nand barbaric, we will then look for\nhappiness elsewhere. The members of\nthe Superior Class are not happy-their\npleasures pall. A man may belong to\nthe Superior Class, but if his .bones are\nfull of pain and his mind perplexed, his\nsocial station availeth little. There is\nno health in idleness, there is no Joy in\nselfishness. The Superior Class Is simply a huge mistake\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDit is to be pitied,\nnot envied, and when our children and\nour children's children know this, and\nare willing to do unto others as they\nwould be done by, one generation will\nthen conserve the good that another\nhas gained.\nsiion and several hastily asked to be\nexcused. The hostess, seeing there was\na crisis approaching, calmly informed\nthe company that she .herself, was in a\nlike condition.\nThus was the white lie proven useful.\nApprehension was banished and peace\nrestored. Only one instance is on record of equal tact on the part of a\nhostess, and that was when Mrs. c;rover Cleveland invited a Senator from\nColorado to her board, and the gentleman from Colorado poured his tea in\nthe saucer and \"Wowed\" it. Straightway did Mrs. Cleveland meet tbe issue\nby doing exactly the same. Then all\nthe guests poured their tea in their saucers, and \"blowed\" lustily.\nLife consists in moulding our illusions. We fonn creeds to-day only to\nthrow them away to-morrow. The eagle\nmoults a feather because he is growing\na better one.\nis no doubt, but with them will go all\nthose cheerful idiots who have hired\nattorneys and then deceived them. To\nconceal things from your counsel\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDto\ntell him a half-truth-to get him into\ncourt and let the enemy spring upon\nhim a few Mt. Pelee surprises, this is\nthe Unpardonable Sin. Secrecy is a\nbase thing, anyway\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDsecrecy between\nman and wife forms a gulch Into which\nboth parties will soon tumble; but for\na client to secrete facts from his counsel is the one thing with which the\nDevil has no patience.\nMy advice is this: Keep away from\nlawyers, but If you must have a lawyer to protect you from lawyers, pick\na big one. lubricate his zeal with a liberal check, and tell him the truth\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDyou\ncan't shock him.\nIt may be that there is gre it danger\nof a death within a year if thirteen people dine together; but the probabilities\nof a death are not quite so great as if\nfourteen are seated at the table.\nAnd if thirteen is an unlucky number,\nhow about twenty-six; and Shouldn't\nyou think fifty-two would be positively\nfatal?\nOnce In Chicago a woman who lives\non the South Side gave a very swell\nluncheon in honor of Mrs. Somebody, of\nAustin. The hostess was very particular that only twelve should be present\nat the table, and so announced to the\nguests, In order that tbey would feel\nat ease. But when the meal was about\nhalf over, the dread fact came out tbat\none of tbe ladies present was in a delicate situation. Then there were looks\nof alarm on the faces, cold feet, clammy hands and little gasps of apprehen-\nThere Is to-day Just as much liberty,\nand a little more free speech In England than in America. We have hanged witches and burned men at rhe stake\nsince England has, and she emancipated her slaves long before we did ours.\nOver against the home-thrust that respectable women drink at public bars\nfrom John O'Groat's to Land's End. can\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDbe placed the damning count that in\nthe United States more men are lyncbed\nevery year than England legally executes in double the time. John Bull Is\npretty bad. and so are we. Let's reform\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDevery man for himself.\nThe value of study lies in study. The\nreward of thinking is the ability tq\nthink, and whether one comes to right\nconclusions or wrong, matters little,\nsays John Stuart Mill in his essay. \"On\nLiberty.\"\nThinking Is a form of exercise, and\ngrowth comes only through exercise,\nthat is to say, expression. We learn\nonly to throw them away: no man ever\nwrote well until he had forgotten every\nrule of rhetoric, and no orator ever\nspoke straight to the hearts of men until he had tumbled elocution into the\nIrish Sea.\nTo hold on to things Is to lose them.\nTo clutch Is to act the part of Mullah\nBah, the Turkish wrestler, who came\nto America and secured through his\nprowess a pot of gold. Going back to\nhis native country the steamer upon\nwhich he had taken passage collided lu\nmid-ocean with a sunken derelict. Mullah Bah hearing the alarm jumped\nfrom his berth and strapped to his person a belt containing five thousand dollars in gold. He rushed to the side of\nthe sinking ship, leaped over the rail,\nand went to Davy Jones' lock\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD*r like a\nplummet, while all about frail women\nand weak men In life preservers bobbed\non the surface, and were soon picked\nup by the boats. The fate of Mullah\nBah Is only another proof that athletes\ndie young, and that prosperity Is harder to bear than defeat.\nIf we carry any possession from this\nworld, lt Is the memory of a great love.\nThat all lawyers will go to hell, there\nThe task of the world has been to\neducate Its educators, to reform Its\nl-ieachers, to Instruct the rich, to cultivate the hearts of the cultured.\nBut they are getting into line. At a\nspeech delivered In Buffalo recently.\nPresident Eliot of Harvard, said. \"One-\nhalf of the education of a child should\nbe manual education\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDyoung people\nlearn by doing\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDand the time will so >n\ncome when no school or college viii\napproximate right methods that does\nnot have Its Manual Training Department. The sou!- centres of many a\nyoung man can only be reached Ny\nhaving him work with his hands; I\nconstantly see the fallacy of abstract\ntheory in education.\"\nThe pleasure of reading a good !x>ok\nIlea in the fact that you are discovering your own\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDIt is all a sort of sel'-\neongrutulatlon. And the greater the\nauthor, the more lofty, sublime and\nsplendid his thought, the greater your\npleasure in Standing shoulder to shoulder by hlm, and moving forward with\nhim hand in hand.\nWhen you grow suspicious of a person and begin a svstem of espionage\nupon him. your punishment will be that\nyou will find him auab hfwcsadB\nyou will find your suspicions true.\nin- who does not understand your\nsilence will probably not comprehend\nyour words. What explanation can\nexplain away the necessity of an explanation?\nPeople who make Is a business to kill\ntime, are allowing time to kill them.\nWhen you get angry It Is righteous\nIndignation: when the other fellow gets\nangry It Is an exhibition of beastly\ntemper.\nThe butterfly business Is all right till\nthe frost comes.\nMan's idea of Cod is the pattern he\nmakes for himself; when he has attained It, It expands and moves ahead\na peg.\nHelp eliminate the parade element in\nhuman nature; It need not to be confounded with genuine festivity.\nMen who are strong In their own natures are very apt to smile at the good\nfolk who chase the genealogical anise\nseed trial. It Is a harmless diversion\nwith no game at the end of the route\nA boy is a man in the cocoon you tio\nnot know what It Is going to become-\nhis life Is big with possibilities. He\nmay make or unmake king*, change LOWERY'S CLAIM\nV\nboundary lines between states, write\nbooks that will mold characters, or invent machines that will revolutionize\nthe commerce of the world.\nI wish to be simple, honest, frank,\nnatural, clean in mind and body, unaffected\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDready to say, \"I do not know,\"\nif so it be, to meet all men on an\nabsolute equality\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDto face any obstacle\nand meet every difficulty unabashed\nand unafraid. I wish others to live\ntheir lives, too\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDup to their highest,\nfullest and best. To that end I pray\nthat I may never meddle, Interfere, dictate, give advice that is not wanted, or\nassist when my services are not needed.\nIf I can help people, I'll do It by giving\nthem a chance to help themselves; and\nif I can uplift or inspire, let It be by\nexample, Inference and suggestion\nrather than by injunction and dictation.\nHe patient with the boys\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDyou are\ndealing with soul stuff\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDdestiny awaits\nJust around the corner.\nThe fallow years are as good as the\nyears of plenty\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthe silent winter prepares the soil for spring.\nGreat art is born of feeling. In order to do, you must feel.\nPerhaps the friends we have are only\nour other selves, and we get Just what\nwe deserve.\nWhen you read a beautiful poem that\nmakes your heart throb with gladness,\nyou arc simply partaking of the emotion that the author left when he wrote\nit.\nYou might as well have a school for\npoets, or a college for saints, or give\nn edals for proficiency In the gentle\nart of wooing, as to expect to make a\ngreat orator or a writer by telling how.\nMen who think alike and feel alike\ndo not have to \"get acquainted.\"\nHeart speaks to heart.\nComplete success alienates man from\nhis fellows, but suffering makes kins-\nnun of us all.\nIb- who influences the beliefs and\nopinions of men. Influences all other\nmen that live after. For influence, like\nmatter, cannot be destroyed.\nIn thought and feeling there are no\nfashions, no national conventionalities.\nno race distinctions. As mother-love\nvaries not, save In degree, and the law\nof gravitation is everywhere the same,\nso does the heart turn to Its friend.\nThe more points at which you touch\nhumanity, the greater your Influence.\nMeti are only as great as they pos-\ns* ss sympathy; and that which causes\na man to centre In himself, taking a\nsatlafaction In the security he has attain..! for the choice things of this\nworld, or another. Is not wholly good.\nYou better l.arn to accept all the\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDmall misfits and the trivial annoyances\nof life as a matter of course. To allow\nthem to receive attention beyond their\ndeserts |8 to wear the web of your\nlife to the warp. Be on the lookout\nfor the great Joys and never let mos-\nqultoea worry you Into a passion.\nAt the last nothing is very serious.\nMortals give things an Importance quite\nbeyond their gravity. We shall slide\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD'H of this life Into another; and the\n'lay of our death, like the dny of our\nbirth, will be shrouded In forgetfulness.\nAnd If we do remember any of our\ntrials and troubles, it will only be to\nsmile that they should ever have caused\nus a pang.\nKittle Zprtcs.\nprapere in mvance.\nJulian Hawthorne sometimes tells an\namusing story of the childhood of his\ndaughter, Hildegarde.\n\"Once, when Hildegarde was a little\ngirl,\" he will begin, \"she was elated\nover the fact that we were all going to\nsptnd the summer at the seashore. Par-\ntkularly was she elated on the night\nbefore our departure. Her eyes shone,\nher cheeks were flushed, and she could\ndo nothing but dance and clap her\nhands for Joy.\n\"After she had gone to her room I\nheard her chattering away like an Insane person for a long time. I peeped\nin at the door and saw her on her\nknees, praying. Over and over again\nshe repeated the same prayer.\n\" 'Hildegarde,' I said, 'what on earth\nare you doing, child?' \"\n\" i am saying my prayers now for\nall summer,' she answered, 'so that I\nwon't have to waste any time on them\nwhile we are away?'\"\nDifference in prayers.\nLittle Alice always said her prayers\nregularly before going to bed. One\nnight, however, as she rested her head\non the pillow, she remarked, in a questioning way:\nprayers are so much\none nurse says In the\nI say hers when I'm\n\"Mamma, my\nlonger than the\nmorning. Can't\ntired?\"\n\"Do-is the nurse pray In the morning?\" asked the mother, with a puzzled\nlook.\n\"Yes.\" said Alice, sweetly. \"She says.\n'Lord, have I got to get up?' \"\nScience removes at one stroke the\ncorner-stone of the theology of Christendom. Science demonstrates beyond\nall question\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDall Intelligent question, I\nmean\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthat there never has been any\nfall of man. Instead of man starting\nin perfection and falling away from it,\nwe know\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDnot guess\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDwe know that he\nstarted away down on the borders of\nthe Jungle, and that every step from\nthat day to this has on the whole been\na step upward and forward.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDM. J.\nSavage.\nORTHODOXY.\nThis god you blindly fashion doth insult\nThe omniscience and omnipotence you\nlend him.\nWhile praise of his perfection is your\ncult.\nWith piteous puerilities you blend\nhim.\nYou mould him in man's likeness, undismayed\nThat in man's worst corruptions he\nshould revel.\nNor heed that man himself, when all\nis said,\nToo oft hath shown himself three\nparts devil.\nTWI-NAMED.\nBeyond our ken lies a vast expanse\nWhich knowledge has never trod;\nThe scientist calls it Ignorance\nAnd the pietist calls it God.\nSNEERS.\nI know the sneer of the wicked,\nI know the sneer of the wise;\nI know the sneer of the harlot's curse,\nAnd the sneer in the outlaw's eyes;\nBut the sneer of all that I love the\nleast\nIs the sneer on the face of the cocksure priest.\nJARGON.\nYou vaunt, in sermonizing strain.\nThe vital \"disciple of pain.\"\nYou urge that all our woes arise\nFrom heavenly mercy in disguise;\nThat stings of suffering have been sent\nOnly with one divine intent;\nThat courage, reverence, faith, should\nglow\nMore bright beneath affliction's blow.\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDGood friend, my faithful hound last\nnight\nPerished in anguish of some blight\nEarth, air. had given * * * Could\nhis poor brain\nConceive your \"disciple of pain?\"\nON THE PIETY OF WILHELM II.\nThe number of monarchs our world\nhas seen\nIs beyond conception prodigious;\nBut. wicked or virtuous, all have been\nIrreproachably religious.\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDEdgar Fawcett, in the Conservator.\nYou are not expected to examine the\nBible; neither are you permitted to investigate the seance. How like as two\npeas are twin sisters of superstition.\nIf you deny the book you will go to\nlull If you catch a spirit you raise\nHades, and break up the meeting. In\nthe former ease, the parson and the\nwomen are down on you; in the latter\nevent, medium and sitters could scratch\nvour eyes out.\nThe lack of divorce laws in Cuba has\ncaused many Cubans to transfer their\nallegiance to the United States tn order\nto obtain freedom from Irksome marital\nbond* This has led to the introduction of a divorce bill into the Cuban\nhouse of representatives.\nalone.\nTo travel Life's highway alone,\nAlone, in the midst of the mob,\nWith never a sigh or a groan,\nWith never a tear or a sob-\nTo battle, lone-handed with wrong.\nDefying the Jeers of the crowd,\nThat's what it is to be strong.\nThat's what it Is to be proud.\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDGlenn Guernsey.\nftouvi&ts\nand Strangers\nWhen in New Pen ver. will find the NEW\"\nMARKET HOTEL a good place *.o camp over\nnitiht From its balconies the finest scenery\nin the world can be seen without extra charge\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD-.'\niJL*tSA%r\nM> 't LOWERY'S CLAIM\nfnfidete and Mgnostics.\n3Bp B. Si. Cvandall\nMany agnostics and infidels are mad\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD God, because they never have read the\nby the preachers themselves, who are book upon which they pin their faith,\nraising shoel with the old dogmas, and therefore don't know that the al-\nOnly a few days ago the Rev. Dr. Ly- leged founder of their so-called religion\nman Abbott addressed the members of tells them plainly that to be religious\ntho People's Institute in New York we have only to love God and do by\ncity upon the subject of \"What is Re- others as we would have them do by\nligion?\" Among other things he said: ourselves.\n\"Theology is not Religion. Theology What are you going to do with such\nis what men think about religion. cattle as these but simply leave them\n\"A man may be orthodox and yet be to wallow ln the mire of their own Ig-\nirreligious. norance, because If you cast your pearls\n\"Religion cannot be put into creed, of enlightenment before them they will\nReligion is the life of God put into the turn again and rend you, like the swine\nsoul of man. they are. So I say let the priests bleed\n\"Ceremonies and prayers are merely them to their bottom dollar, as they\nthe way we take to give expression to deserve to be robbed of a fitting pun-\nour religious feelings. Ishment for their stupidity.\n\"Church organization is not religion\nJoining a church is not showing religion. There are some very religious\npeople outside the church, and there\nare some very Irreligious people Inside\nthe church.\n\"Religion is not the doing of some-,\nthings and abstaining from the doi-'g\nof other things.\n\"TO DO RIGHT IS RELIGION. TO\nREVERENCE YOUR GOD AND TO\nLOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR. THAT IS\nALL. NOTHING LESS THAN THAT.\nAND NOTHING MORE.\"\nIs this not precisely the position I\nIt seems a curious thing that men\nwelcome Information upon every other\nsubject except that of religion, which\nis really the most important of all our\nconcerns. Just as soon as you attempt\nto teach them upon this subject they\nclap their hands lo their ears and say:\n\"Go away from me! I don't want to\nhear a word you say. My mother told\nme all I need to know about religion?\nYou are an infidel, and are trying to\nundermine my faith!\"\nBut the explanation of this is simple.\nThey hnve been taught that religion Is\nthe one thing In which reason and corn-\nhave always taken upon this question? mon-sense must be cast aside and blind\nAnd yet it has taken even as gifted a\nman as Dr. Abbott so long a time to\nlearn and to declare for thirty or more\nyears! If educated men like Dr. Abbott are so slow to learn, what need\nwe expect from the Ignorant and unthinking?\nThe doctor went on to say:\n\"Religion does not ask you to be a\ncatholic or a protestant, a Jew or a\nChristian; to be a believer or an unbeliever. Simply all it asks is this:\nFaith usurp their place. Those Bible\nstories are true because they are in the\nBible,, and that Is all there Is about It.\n\"When my mother says a thing Is so It\nIS so whether It is so or not,\" said the\nsmall boy in clinching a dispute with a\ncompanion. It is nothing to them that\nthe average mother is not competent\nto teach an Infant school, and that she\nhas received all her Ideas upon this\nsubject from her equally Ignorant mother, and so on all the way back Into\nDo Justly, love mercy, wialk reverently the remote and savage past. They do\nwith God. This is the light, and light not know that all through the ages wo-\nIs Religion.\" men have been regarded as Inferior\nBut of course the priests will deny creatures, and have been purposely kept\nall this, because if morality Is Religion In darkest Ignorance by the priesthood\nthere is no need of any church machln- because by so doing they would be sure\nery, and consequently a large number to continue the reign of the priests by\nof persons who are now able to loaf filling the minds of their children with\naround with their hands In their pock- superstitious ideas. The priest Is no\nets would have to buckle down to work\nlike honest men, and of course this\nwouldn't suit these clerical dead-beats\nand barnacles. But they have no occasion to worry, for It will be many\n, a long year before any consllerable\nnumber of mankind will become divest-\nfool. He understands human nature,\nand very well knows that unless you\n\"catch them young\" It would be Impossible to make children accept their\nmonstrous and Improbable stories,\nwhose very authorship Is unknown,\nhaving no more real claim upon our\ned of their Ignorance and superstition; credulity than have the other tales of\nand so the priest will hold his Job for fairies, ghosts and goblins. It is a\nages after we are under the sod. Mo^t proverb among the priesthood that If\npeople imagine that it Is necessary to they can keep a child under their con-\nhave some outward and visible form of trol until he Is twelve years old that\nreligion, it being impossible for them to child may then be safely turned loose,\nrealize that real religion is in the heart because by that time he will have bo-\nand Is to be manifested In the conduct come so thoroughly saturated with sup-\nof our lives. So they must have bells erstltion that no subsequent teachings\nto call them to church, and priests to are likely to uproot those Ideas. It is\nsermonize, pray, burn incense, chant clear, then, that the first and most im-\nin Latin, and go through all the other portant step Is to keep the mother In\nholy monkey-work which their stolid dense ignorance, In order that she may\ndupes think is a worship pleasing to begin with the infant at her breast and\naccustom it to the dogmas and symbols\nwhich are an essential part of the\nchurch's machinery. So we find that\nwomen have always been repressed and\ntreated like serfs, even as they are in\nsome countries down to the moment in\nwhich we now live. It Is only a short\ntime since it was considered on improper thing for a woman to engage in\nany other occupation than that of\nschool-teaching or kitchen-work, and\nwhen one of them took a situation as\nclerk in a bookstore all the priests and\nother fossils threw up their hands in\nholy horror, declaring that the shameless creatures \"had unsexed herself and\ngot out of her sphere.\" while there were\nmany who sneered at her and said \"she\nwus no better than she ought to be\nor else she would not have done so bold\na thing.\" All of the advancement of\nwoman has been made In the face of\nbitter opposition from the priesthood,\nwhose efforts to keep her down were\nnever relaxed until It was apparent\nthat further resistance was useless.\nAnd yet, strange to say, it is now and\never has been the women who have\nheld the- church together, for without\ntheir aid the priest would have lost\nhis grip long ago. There is no stronger\nproof of the prevailing Ignorance and\nunreason of woman than the fact that\nIn spite of the attitude of the church\ntoward them they still are Its most\nzealous supporters, fighting to perpetuate the power of the very tyrants who\nhave so long enslaved them. It ts a\nnotorious fact, that throughout all\nChristendom the women are almost the\nsole attendants at church, the comparatively few men present going to please\ntheir wives, to conform with custom,\nto pass an idle1 hour, or to listen to a\npopular preacher. Ministers themselves\nadmit that of our seventy-five millions\nof people not more than twenty million\nmake even a pretense of affiliating with\nthe church, and that millions of these\ndo so perfunctorily, taking no stock In\npriestly mummeries.\nBut let us be thankful that woman\nhas become partly emancipated from\nthe intellectual bondage In which she\nhod so long been held, and that a\nbrighter day is dawning for mankind.\nThat shameless bookstore clerk set a\npace that has been followed by her\nbrazen-faced sisters until today there\nare more than three hundred occupations In which women freely engage\nwithout unsexlng themselves or getting\nout of their sphere. Would they have\ndone this If the priest had becn able\nto prevent It? Not on your solar-plexus! It Is his earnest desire to have the\nworld stand still, or at least to kevp\non traveling In the same old rut. for\nprogress and enlightenment mean the\ndeath of superstition and consequently\nthe downfall of the church that has\nfattened upon the Ignorance and credulity of an unthinking world. If yo\"\nwill consider the subject you will see\nthat the church has always stood like\na rock In the wny of progress, and\nonly getting out of the road when It\nwas In danger of being run over. How-\ndid Galileo fare when he declared that\nIt was the earth and not the sun that\nmoved? And how are geologists regarded, even today, by many church-\nMHMW LOWERY'S CLAIM\nmen, who Insist that unless you accept\nthe Moslac cosmogony \"you don't bell, ve in a God!\" Yes, Indeed, I know\nmany who, when told that the universe\nis probably millions of years old, regard\ntheir Informant as a rank infidel. \"The\nBible says so,\" and that ts enough for\nthem, for the Bible Is inspired,\" you\nknow-, aud how could there be an Inspired lie! And yet there are those\nwho tell us that It Is to the church that\nwe are Indebted for the progress and\nenlightenment of the present age!\nThere never was a more impudent\nfalsehood. Kvery.step In the march of\nprogress has been taken in defiance of\nthat church. For proof look at Spain,\nPortugal. Italy and Russia today. In\nthese countries the priest Is and always has been the chief Instructor, and\nwhat have their victims learned? From\nsi\o to ninety-five per cent, of those\npeople can neither read nor write, and,\nas Senor Margall said of his Spanish\nbrethren, \"many of those who can read\ndo not know what they are reading\nabout.\" Instead of being the most en-\nlightened and progressive of peoples\nthose nations are among the most ignorant, superstitious and barbarous. It\nIs only in a land like ours, where the\npeople have escaped from the paralyzing power of the priesthood, that the\nunfettered mind has developed Us highest faculties, for wherever the priest\nhaa been dominant he has discouraged\ng.nlus by threatening It with the terrors of the church If It advanced any\nidea that conflicted with the teachings\nof the Bible, as In the case of Galileo\nand the geologists. Faust and his coworkers In the art of printing were de-\nOared to be in league with the Devil,\nby whose aid alone they must have\nproduced books cheaper than the priestly s.ribes could write them. The Bible\nand the priest taught witchcraft, and\nevery person who Invented a new and\nuncommon thing was In danger of being burned as a witch. Morse was denounced a lunatic when he said he\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD ould transmit Intelligence by wire, at d\nthere were many who would have dapped him into an asylum or killed hl*n\n\"for the glory of God!\" This Is how\nthe church has assisted In our advancement, for It was the priest who was\nalways at the bottom of these persecutions of genius. And do you Imagine\nthat those bigots and advocates of the\nrack and the thumb-screw are as extinct as the Dodo and the Megnth\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDr-\nium? Not a bit of It. Some of them\nyet survive to look with horror upon\nthis godless age and lament the good\nold times when opinions were mad* to\norder by the holy prb-sthood. With\nwhat righteous Indignation do tbey regard a people who refuse to believe In\nthe precious dogmas of the church\nwhich has been so rich n boon to man*\nWndl And how sweet to them It would\nhe If they could teach us the error of\nour ways through the mild persuas'on\nof the rack or the Spanish boot! On\nthe very snme dav when Doctor Abbott wns dec'nrlng th^t be'lef was not\nreligion, nnd thnt he did not believe\nsome of the statements made In the\nBible, the Right Reverend Bishop Huntington of the Episcopal diocese of Central New York, preached a sermon ln\nwhich he reaffirmed his belief in a\nliteral hell and bitterly criticised the\nministers who figure out an easy time\nfor the sinner after death. He said\nthe Knglish translators wrote hell because the Lord a word meant hell. It\ngrieves his pious soul that the clergy\nunder him no longer tell their hearers\nthat they are going to suffer a brimstone roast through all eternity for the\nsins they commit in this life, the most\nflagrant sin of all being their refusal\nto \"believe in Christ and hirn crucified\"\nby his own father because others were\nwicked! Bishop Huntington is an old\nman, and has had abundant opportunity to learn that all of the scriptural\nwritings were the work of priests, manufactured from their own imaginations\nto scare their dupes Into maintaining\nthe church; but their relic of the\ntwelfth century still keeps on with the\nsame old rot. totally blind to the fact\nthat no intelligent person on earth\ntakes the least stock in what he says.\nThe trouble with him Is that he was\nborn a thousand years or so too late.\nThe world has been moving, and this\nclerical Rip Van Winkle hasn't found\nit out. and what is more he never will,\nfor It Is hard to teach those who are\ndetermined not to learn. The priestly\nbugaboos that frightened the cave-\ndweller Into fits do not scare the kid of\nthe twentieth century, who knows that\nthe fiery monster isn't anything more\nthan a candle In a pumpkin.\nWithout froo speech there can be no\nprogress, and liberty Is a mere name\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\nI word signifying nothing, for free\nspeech Is one of the earner-stones of\nliberty. And in hardly anything else is\nfree speech more essential than in the\ndiscussion of what Is called religion.\nIf the dogmas of the church are true\ntheir truth cannot be adversely affected\nby discussion. It is only when a man\nfeels that he Is In the wrong that he\nresorts tb violence In order to silence\nhis opponent, for he well knows that\nthe truth can tight Its battles unaided.\nThe church has cost mankind untold\nmillion* and Is costing us more millions every year. Is It not our right\nnnd our duty to discover whether we\nnre spending this money Wisely, or\nwhether it goes to the support of an\nIdle class who wax fat at the expense\nof a people who already have burdens\nenough? And what Impudence it is in\nthese our hired men. to deny our right\nto investigate the SUbJ ct In order to\nsati\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDfv ourselves whether the wages\nWe pav them nre honestly earned! If\nwhat they sny is true they have no\nreason to fear the result, but should\nclidlv welcome nn Inquiry which wou'd\nshow that they nre faithful tollers and\nare not earning the bread of the cheat\nand the Impostor. Fortunately the\ntime has passed In which it was ne-\ncessary to humbly nsk their permls-\nc|on to think. We hnve gone throiigh\nthe books ourselves to find out whether\nthev are faithful stewards, nnd we now\nknow \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD groat deal more than w* dM\nvoctf-div Pot in this lnvestl*atloa\nwe have received no aid from the\norient \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD on the eontrnry he hns done his\nlevel best to suppress nnd prevent inquiry and to throttle those who have\nsought only to learn the truth. And\nyet these are the fellows who possess\nmodels of all the virtues, and who tell\nup that it is wrong to steal, to He and\nto bear false witness! If Bishop Huntington's hell is a verity, and \"all liars\nshall have their part In the lake which\nburneth with iflre and brimstone,\" what\nwill become of the priests who have\npersistently declared to be true that\nwhich they knew was false, and have\nfor thousands of years fared sumptuously upon wages not one cent of\nwhich they have earned?\nOut of tbe Wap.\nThere is as much probability that a\nGod will be hit by arrows shot into the\nair as that he will be reached by prayers launched in the same direction.\nA little girl who had been taught to\nbelieve in God and that he lived somewhere overhead, was presented with a\nbow and arrow by a friend. She was\ndelighted, and the two went out on the\nlawn to try the joy. The friend taught\nher how to shoot it, and she prepared\nto send the shaft upward. She pointed\nthe arrow toward the sky and pulled\nthe string far back. She had almost\nlet go when a frightened look came\nover her face. Then she looked up and,\nraising her voice .said:\n\"Det out of the way, Dod, I'm going\nto shoot.\"\nWbere tbep Went\nThe bishop coadjutor of Pennsylvania\nAlexander Mackay Smith, was on the\nway one Sunday morning from the Brytn\nMawr railway station to the chapel of\nBryn Mawr college, where he was to\npreach. As he drove in the hired station\nwagon along the country road, he skw\napproaching on foot a little boy with a\nball and bat and catcher's mask. The\nbishop caused his carriage to pull up.\n\"Little boy,\" he said, leaning out,\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDlittle boy!\"\n\"Sir,\" returned the lad.\n\"Do you know where the little boys\ngo who play ball on Sunday?\"\n\"Yes. sir,\" the other answered. \"They\ngo to Heston's lot, over there, beyond\nthe dam.\"\nfl\nXtf)c Gionagvam\nJs publisbed everp 8at*\nurdap at 112 Hastings 8t,\nVancouver. 3ft te up*to*\ndate and sometimes abead\nof it so everp man sbould\nbave it around bte borne.\nVwo dollars a pear is tbe\nprice. <\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD <& <& \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD* \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD*\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD, LOWERY'S CLAIM\nBping of \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDId Mge.\n$. \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD. miden in Stuffed Club\n\"Do many people die of old age?\"\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDA\nReader.\nNot one in a thousand who are reported as dying from old age really die\nof old age.\nThe world has got used to recognizing 75 years of age as the extreme\nlimit, and if one dies at this age he dies\nof old age. When some one lives to 85\nit is a subject of comment, and should\nsome one live to from 90 to 100 it is almost excuse enough to cause a pilgrimage to see him and no doubt would\nIf such were the custom of the day.\nIf a man dies at 60 to 70 it will be\ncommented upon as occuring at a ripe\nold age. He had grown quite old and\nthe old must die, the young may.\nOften when 1 say to old people that\na man should live from 125 to 150 years,\nthey answer: \"Oh, I don't want to live\nto that age!\"\nWhy? Because all associate old age\nwith decreptitude. I say it is a false\njudgment. Decreptitude means disease; it does not mean old age. Is\nanyone big enough fool to believe that\nbecause a vigorous man in the eighties\ngoes home frlm his business sick and\ndies in a few days, that he dies from\nold age? Is old age sickness? Yes,\njust as change of life is sickness and\nsome other false notions regarding so-\ncalled critical periods.\nAlmost ten years ago I was employed\nto attend a gentleman of 74 years of\nage, suffering with a carbuncle on the\nback of his neck. The swelling and\ninduration reached from mastoid to\nmastoid. (For the readers who do not\nknow what I mean by mastoid. I will\nsay that the hard, bony projections just\nbehind the ears are mastoid projections.) The case was formidable, not\nbecause It was on the neck of a man 74\nyears of age; it would have been recognized as formidable on a man 34\nyears old. I asked several professional\nmen to see him and all declared that\nhe would die, and to make their statements all the more prophetic one of our\npublic men 40 odd years of age died\njust at the time with thc same disease. A very limited diet and good\nnursing brought our man of 74 out all\nright and he declared when he was on\nthe street, in three weeks after, that he\nfelt as well as he ever did In his life.\nHe lived to a few weeks ago and I saw\nhis death announced In the papers and\nfrom what they said of his symptoms\nhe had to resort to foolish and uncalled\nfor stuffing; In other words he suicided\nby going over the road taken by most\npeople to shorten their career. When\neld people fall down in apoplexy, leaving paralysis of one side of the body\ncalled stroke (\"Mother had a stroke,\nfather had a stroke of paralysis.\") does\nnot mean old age? It means foolish\nstuffing. It means that mother or father has not prudently adjusted self to\nfood necessities, but has kept up middle-life habits of over-eating.\nWhen old people get sick the same old\nignorant cry goes up: \"Feed to keep\nup strength. Your father Is old and\nhe needs good, strong food to hold him\nup.\" It does not matter if the whole\nprima via (intestinal canal) is full of\ndecaying poison, fill him up and kill\nhim\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthat is what feeding means.\nIn my thirty years of professional experience I have never seen an old man\nnor woman die of old age. I never saw\nnor heard of one in my whole life who\ndid not die of diseases\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDan avoidable\ndisease\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDor was not killed by bungling\nignorance called science.\nEvery decade of life comes with Its\nchanges and necessities and if we will\nnot recognize them we must suffer the\nconsequences.\nIgnorance in eating is at the bottom\ncf all old-age deaths. Old people who\nundertake to live on their past record\nwill die of disease, not old age. Hard\nworkers and hearty eaters come to an\nage when they must allow the younger\nmen to do the work, and it is In keeping with nature that the old man should\nstep aside and allow the young man to\ndo the physical work, but It is well\nwithin the province of truth to say that\nwhen he steps down and out of physical strain, if he has gained the wisdom that nature holds for him, he will\nbe able to do mental work as vigorously as ever and better, for he haa a\nworld of experience to draw from.\nDriveling comes from sloth of mind and\nbody. The brain Is the last thing to\ngrow old and die; If It becomes crippled, often called childish, it is because\nit is poisoned by food directly or Indirectly. Over-eating or Improper eating\nderanges the function of some of the\norgans of the body; for example\", too\nmuch tissue-making food brings on\nbladder trouble; or it may cause death\nfrom kidney trouble. Old people a requite prone to kidney and bladder\ntroubles, and nothing is so sure to bring\nthis about as meat-eating.\nIt Is a safe rule to be guided by. to\ns\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDy that when one can not chew meat\non the teeth that nature gave him, he\nhad better not eat it. be he fifteen, fifty\nor a hundred. The loss of the teeth Is\na danger signal; it means wrong eating, and if the wrong is not righted accidentally or Intelligently, the Individual must go down and out.\nChildishness is a sure Indication of\nauto - toxaemia (self-poisoning by\nwrong eating.) What Is It that kills\nthe vigorous old man who \"takes down\"\nwith what is called a stroke of paralysis? Too much eating and wrong eating. Thc blood vessels are filled too\nfull. Old men cannot suddenly cause a\nrise In blood pressure by too much food\nand drink without endangering the integrity of their blood-vessels. Anything\nthat sends a rush of blood to the head\nis not without danger to old bloodvessels.\nWhat causes old blood-vessels?\nWrong In food supply. Too much\ndry food. All dry food Is rich in lime,\nespecially the cereals, and then when\nthese foods are prepared as the world\nis full of them Just now, by roasting,\nparchlr\g and preparing by heat over\nand over, we have little left that goes\nto sustain life and the consumers of\nsuch so-called food grow old while\nyoung and are killed by starvation.\nGet on the trail of the cereal eaters, especially those who eat all sorts of popular preparations; it is not hard to\ntrack them; they are distinctive. I\nshall not name the various preparations. Look on your grocer's shelves\nand if you don't know them, ask your\ngrocer and he ran tell you a few, perhaps a few hundred. ,\nIf one wishes to grow old fast he\nshould stay with these foods and he\ncan sooner or later convert himself\ninto a lime kiln.\nThese people call themselves vegetarians. The word vegetarian has taken\non such loads of wrong-living that it\nno longer means anything to me.\nSome people call me a vegetarian because I advocate eating grass\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDbecause\nI send crippled old stomachs and decrepit old bodies out on pasture. That\nis nil right, but it causes some of those\nlime-eaters to call upon ine and when\nthey find I do not believe in their excelsior (hey are disappointed.\nI have said so often, that It is a platitude, that toast and coffee make a\nstarvation breakfast. They lead to\nnervousness. How? By filling the bow-\neds with gas; then gas pressure Inter-\nferes with breathing and heart action,\nand is almost sure- to produce constipation in time, for the bowels are in such\na constant state of dilation from gas\nthey Jose power to function properly,\nthen the habit of taking physic- Is formed, which must end eventually In premature death.\nWhen people are troubled with constipation, meat-eating should be sus-\npe nd cl, for it Is dangerous to allow the\ndebris of meat to stay pent Up in lhe\nbowels. Tills Is why so much Importance Is attached to having the bowels\nmove. With old medicine, the sun may\nvary in his course or time, the moon\nfall to shin*-, but the bowels of man\nmust move. This Imperative necessity\nIs largely overcome when people eat\nfruit ancl vegetables. Pent-up debris\nfrom fruit and vegetables is not toxic,\nhence one can wait upon nature If she\nis sluggish.\nConstipation Is usually brought about\nin one of two ways, or by the combining\nof the two, namely, eating food that\nproduces gas, and Caking physic. Usually both these causes are at work In\nsuch eases.\nold people are proije to have bladder\ntrouble. I believe that meat-eating Is\nfhe. cause In the majority of cases. Old\npeople are often disposed to have eczema. If there were no meat, alcohol.\ntobacco, coffee nor tea In the world,\nthere would be no eczema.\nIt Is a great mistake* for Old people\nto believe that fat moans health. Fat\nclocks not mean health In old people any\nmore than It does In young folks.\nOld people must ke\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDep their feet warm.\nnnd they must sleep or stay In bed all\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD nighf. If they eat as they should, they\nwill get all the sleep they need. The\nbest thing to develop insomnia is to\nsasM\n\" innliwiww\niliaalllH LOWERY'S CLAIM\nmiss a little sleep and then begin to\nkick about lt. Talk of it day and night,\ntell everybody you can't sleep, arid the\ntime will come when you\" will believe\nyou do not sleep and your sleep will\nreally be broken, all due to bad self-\ntraining.\nIt Is a mistake for old people to stay\naway from children anel they will not\nIf they are healthy. It ls a good sign\nof health to see old people enjoy children. If you are made nervous by them\nit is a sure sign that your life is going\nwrong in some way and it should be\nlighted.\nIrritability in the old Is a notable\nsign of wrong life. It may be that the\nwrong life has gone on to the extent of\ncreating heart disease, then the heart\ntrouble creates an anxious, nervous\ncondition of mind.\nWhen wrong life Is put aside it is\nreally surprising how long pleasurable\nlife can be drawn out In the old. 1\nsay decreptitude Is not ne>ee-ssary. It Is\na false opinion that old age must be accompanied with the \"Infirmities of\nage.\" There Is a loss of power, but\nthere should be no pain nor sickness\naccompanying. When age becomes anything else than a source of pleasure\neither to those who are old to to those\nwhose duty It Is Co care for the old. It\nis due- to wrong life.\nIt is the function of the old to dispense wisdom, and they can If they\nhave not been prodigal in their waste\nof brain |>ower. The waste is usually\nIn the line of breaking the body down\nby sensuality, so that the disease Impulses sent to the brain ruin It for dispensing to the world that which It\nshould have accumulated. During the\nyears of maturity most brains are fill-\ned with sensual impulses Instead of\nbeing kept free to gather knowledge. 1\nmean that the mind ls given over to\npleasure, and what time is not devoted\nto seeking pleasure Is devoted to the\npain of getting over It. This sort of\nlife, If not ended before what is called\nold age. will be a representative type\nof decrepitude. Such brains have nothing to give out, for they are busy relating their afflictions.\nIt will be a red letter day when the\nworld evolves a time when It can utilise its old brain. Today the opinion of\nthe old Is passed by with: \"He's an old\nfogy. He's In his dotage.\"\nLife will not be at Its best so long as\nthe mind Is the reverse of wine, namely: Mind, the older the poorer; wine,\nthe older the better.\nNo, not many die of old age. When\nthat time comes the world can gather\nnpe- wisdom; today It plucks It before\ninaturlny.\nOld age should be pleasurable, hot\na seaason of wry face and complaining.\nA correct life will bring It; not praying, but doing.\nBlame Is safer than praise-. I hate to\nbe defended In a newspaper. As long\nas all that Is said Is said against me. I\nfeel a certain assurance of success; but\nas soon as the honeyed words of praise-\nare spoken for me. I feel as one that\nlies unprotected before his e-ncmles.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\nEmerson.\n(Bents of Hbougbt.\n\"Keep church and state forever separate.\"\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDGen. Grant.\nErroneous zeal will make you do evil\nwith double violence.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDR. Batxer.\nThere are many echoes in the world,\nbut few voices.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDMontaigne.\nYou ask where you shall be when dead;\nWhere lie those who ne'er were bred.\n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDS?neca.\nThe only sin which we never forgive\nin each other is difference of opinion.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\nKmerson.\nThe divorce between church and\nstate should be absolute.\"\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDPresident\nGarfield.*\nWhilst another man has no land, my\ntitle to mine, your title to yours, is at\nonce vitiated.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDEmerson.\nIt is one thing to show a man that\nhe is in error, and another to put him\nin possession of the truth.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDLocke.\nThe true test of civilization Is, not the\ncensus, nor the size of cities, nor the\ncrops\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDno. but the kind of man the\ncountry turns out.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDEmerson.\nThe mind of man is as a country\nwhich was once open to squatters, who\nhave bred and multiplied and become\nmasters of the land.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDGeorge Eliot.\nGod is a pure spirit, but nevertheless\nhe has an eye to the temporal blessings\nof this world, without which his spiritual ministers could not subsist.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDVoltaire.\nI will not hold one prisoner in my affection. I will hasten to speed him who\nwishes to depart. 1 have no room for\nunwilling guests. My own will abide.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\nMuriel Strode.\nMan has properly as his own but the\nuse of his opinions.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDEpictetus.\nif religion were necessary to all, It\nought to be intelligible to all.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDD'Hol-\nbach.\nWhy do yeu make the supreme being\nresemble an Eastern tyrant? Why\nmake him punish slight faults with\neternal torment? Why thus put the\nname of the divinity at the bottom of\nthe portrait of the devil?\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDHelvetlus.\nThere is no alleviation for the sufferings of mankind except veracity of\nthought and of action, and the resolute\nfacing of the world as it is when the\ngarment of make-believe by which\npioua hands have hidden its uglier features is stripped off.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDHuxley.\nIf there is a God. it is reasonably\ncertain that he made the world, but it\nis by no means certain that he is the\nauthor of the Bible. Why then should\nwe not place greater confidence in nature than in a book?\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDIngersoll.\nI hold that the human body, like all\nliving bodies, is a machine, all the operations of which will sooner or later\nbe explained on physical principles. I\nbelieve we shall sooner or later arrive\nat a mechanical equivalent of consciousness, just as we have arrived at\na mechanical equivalent of heat.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDHuxley.\n\"In no sense whatever is this government founded upon the Christian religion.\"\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDGeorge Washington.\n\"Without doubt a great change of\nthought is taking place throughout\nChristendom, and such elementary superstitions as the belief in a material\nhell of flre, or in a absolutely correct\nverbal inspiration and translation of\nthe canonical writings, are, in the light\nof modern research, common sense and\nprogressive Christian scholarship, being rapidly swept away from the minds\nof all but the uneducated and blindly\ncredulous.\"\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDHerald of the Go'.den Age,\nLondon, Eng.\nEven under David, the man after the\nLord's own heart, we find him torturing to death the prisoners taken at the\nfall of Rabbah, and giving up seven of\nthe sons of Saul to the Gibeonites to be\nsacrificed before the Lord as human\nvictims. It is one of the strangest contradictions of human nature that such\natrocious violations of the moral sense\nshould have been received for so many\ncenturies as a divine revelation, rather\nthan as instances of what may be\nmore appropriately called 'devil worship.\"\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDSamuel Laing.\nEverything mars or perfects the spirit. If your grocer sells you adulterated\nfood that injures the physical body, he\nthereby prevents, to some extent, the\nbest expression of your spirit; if the\ndoctor fills your mind with suggestions\nof disease, he thus puts clouds in the\nway of the spirit's sunshine of health\nmanifesting; if the preacher reminds\nyou of evil, and presents Hell and its\ntorments before your mental vision, he\nis barring the way to your inward\nHeaven of Love, Peace and Harmony,\netc., etc.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDLucy A. Mallory.\nAccording to the Old Testament the\nhusband could divorce his wife for any\ncause, or, for none at all. In the New\nTestament, the same God changes his\nmind, and permits divorce only for\nadultery, in the wife. And, still the\npoor woman thinks the Bible Is her\nfriend. In Numbers v, if a man be\njealous of his wife, he and the priest\ncan make her drink a dose of stuff that\nwould nauseate a yellow dog, and\notherwise humiliate the woman with\noaths, and brutal language, such as no\nsavage would think of using to his\ncompanion. In neither Old or New Testament is any provision made to protect\nthe woman from wrong-doing by the\nman.\nTtaly. with its popes and bandits,\nwith its superstition and ignorance,\nwith its sanctified beggars, is a Christian nation, but in a little while\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDin a\nfew days\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDwhen, according to the prophecy of Garibaldi, priests with spades\nin their hands will dig ditches to drain\nthe Pontine marshes; in a little while\nwhen the Pope leaves the Vatican and\nseeks the protection of a nation he has\ndenounced\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDasking alms of intended\nvictims; when the nuns shall marry\nand the monasteries shall become factories and the whirl of wheels shall\ntake the place ofdrowsy prayers\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDthen,\nand not until then, will Italy be\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDnot a\nChristian nation, but great, prosperous\nand free.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDR. G. Ingersoll. LOWERY'S CLAIM\n':\nM pointer to Veddp.\nfrom Zoute James\nNot one man in a million knows how knew how. He discharged the royal\nmuch terribly hard work the president regiments at Quebec and wrote on the\nof the United States has to do. Mr. discharge papers. \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD Settle down and\nShaw, secretary of the Treasury, gave take homes and wives.\" \"Whose wives\nsome faint idea of it in his New York ar:d homes shall we take?\" asked the\nspeech reported on Thursday. Look conscripts. And the governor general\nat this amazing summary: wrote: \"May it please your majesty\n\"The president collects the revenues. tne iaid is yours and there are no sin-\npays the expenses of the government, g|\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD women here.\" The king loaded two\nsurveys coasts, build lighthouses, pat- 8hlp8 wIth glr,8 from various.-French\nrols 10,000 miles of coasts, erects and institutions and consigned them to Mo-\nmaintains beacons on all our shores. ther Mary at the Quebec convent Mo_\ninspects the materialtor all ships, an- ther Mary e|U\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDr<,d |ntq t|| bug|neM\nnually tests their boilers and pilots vjth enthusiasm. She put the girls lfi\nthem in and out of the harbors. The Jal, and let the (!i9bandl>d fll)Idl^r8 look\nPresiden buys the sites and erects pub- at them th h |he d windows,\nic buildings, lets contracts for carry- Tney parlook of ner t.mnUHlasm Mo.\nt*\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD^3' ?T^T** 1*22\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD *\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD Mary found some damaged goods\nFederal penal laws, and brings suits\nto protect the people against unlawful\ncombinations. He feeds the Indians\nand maintains the schools. He watches\nfrom every mountain peak to warn the\npeople against the approach of storms.\"\nMr. Shaw puts it far below the mark\nin the cargo, for they had come a good\nway and had come from France at that.\nOne of the historians of the time\nquaintly says\n\"After the regiment was disbanded\nships were sent over freighted with\nwhen he says that the president works R,rhl of 'different virtue, under the\neighteen hours a day at these matters, direction of a few pious old duennas.\nEighteen! If he worked thirty-six Theae v*\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDlals were, so to speak, piled\nhours a day lt would occupy every on* on another in three different halls,\nminute of his time merely to pilot ves- \"here the bridegrooms chose their\nsels in and out of harbors and to feed wives as the butcher chooses his sheep\nthe Indians. But besides'all this, he out of the m,d\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDt \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD' the Mock. There\ncarries peace, prosperity, and happi- was wherewith to content the most\nness to the Filipino people by subjugat- fantastical In these three harems, for\ning them. here were the tall and the short, the\nOn the very same page with Secre- blonde and the bronse. the plump and\ntary Shaw's speech Is the president's lb* te-*\"* everybody. In short, found a\nadmirable letter to American women 'hoe to fit him. At the end of a fort-\nmlldly upbraiding them for not Increas- night not one was left. The plumpest\nIng the population fast enough, and were taken first, for it was thought\nwarning them that Indifference to the that being less active, they would be\ncensus ls \"race suicide, complete or most likely to stay at home and they\npartial.\" The president is undoubtedly could resist the winter's cold better,\nright; but it makes me dizzy to reflect *The marriage was concluded at once,\nthat we must expand our territory be- with the aid of a priest and a notary,\ncause there is not land enough for the and the next day the governor general\npeople, and Increase our population be- caused the couples each to be presented\ncause there are not people enough for with an ox and cow. a pair Of swine, a\nthe land. I hope that nobody will make pair of fowls, two barrels of salted\na cartoon representing the chief exe- meat, and eleven crowns In money.\"\ncutlve reducing the population of the The men who had no money were al-\nPhlllppine Islands with one hand, a? d lowed access only to the least attractive\nwith the other scolding American wo- girls. Mother Mar> playfully alluded\nmen because they do not contribute to \"to the average consignment as \"mixed\nthc census with sufficient alacrity. goods;\" and the only question asked\nMr. Roosevelt should adopt the her\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD.|c by the girls of the men was \"Have you\npolicy enforced two hundred years ago a house and farm?\" As the king give\ncharm. \"No sooner,\" wrote Mother\nMary, \"do the vessels arrive than the\nycung men go to get wives, and by\nreason of the g.eat number, they are\nmarried in thirties at a tune.\" Hymen\nwas put under whip and spur. But tho\nviceroy had to write home ' Our population does not increase as it should.\"\nihis enraged Louis the Good and be\nwrote back \"Make It disgraceful not to\nhave children! Fine 'em!\"\nFining them did not work and the\nprise was substituted, to go to parents\nof ail large families. This novel Industry was more profitable than hunting\nIndiana; for $58 a year for ten children\nand |75 a year for twelve children was\nbetter than six shillings apiece for Iroquois scalps. The result was that in\na population of 4.000 there were 700\nbabes born every year! Louis was, In\nfact, as well aa in name, -The Father\nOf New France.\" for the settler was\nfound by the king, sent over by the\nking, supplied by the king with a wife,\na farm, food for six months, sometimes with a house and furniture, and\ninsured In his old age according to the\nnumber of children he could succeed In\nraising ullve. Canada would be the\nmost populous country In the world if\nLouis XIV. had not died before the Indians did. But his robust policy Is worthy of being use-d as a text for any sermon on American motherhood.\nby that gorgeous and strenuous monarch and colonizer. Louis XIV., for\ncopulating his dominions around Quebec. When he found there were only\n2,500 people there he Indignantly cried\nto hi3 viceroy as follows, rude!y translated:\n\"Sac-re! Zounds! What are you about?\nWhy don't you furnish people? With*\nout people you can never subdue th I\nevery man a farm and .every pioneer\ncou!d knock together his own house,\nthe answer was easy.\nBut, alas! some refused to marry.\nPuni.-Jh the disobedient!\" wrote the king\nto Frontenac. \"Marry your men off at\neighteen, and your girls at fifteen. If\nthey neglect this, fine them! I will\nsend over soldiers and maidens. Marry\nthem off at o.ice!\" An order was Is-\nIndlans and build up an empire that sued that all young men should marry\nshall honor the king. Get a supply of within a fortnight after the arrival of\npeople.\" potential brides. Another order was ls-\nAnd he repeated with savage empha- sued declaring that It was disgraceful\nsis the command given to Adam ton- and infamous not to marry, and for-\ncernlng the third primary rule of arith- bidding unm-arricd men to \"hunt, flsh,\nmetic. The poor governor general was trade with the Indians, or go Into the\nembarrassed. He didn't know how to woods under any pretense whatever!\"\nproduce an unlimited population in an This was rough on old bachelors. The\nInconceivably short time. King Louis fines and disabilities worked to a\n\"I believe that alcohol, to a certain\ndegree, demoralizes those who make It.\nthose w*ho sell it, and those who drink\nIt. I do not believe that anybody can\ncontemplate the subject without becom-\ning prejudiced against this liquid crime.\nAll you have to do Is to think of the\ndeaths\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDof the suicides, of the insanity,\nof the poverty, of the Ignorance, of the\ndistress, of the little children tugging\nat the faded dresses of weeping and despairing wives, asking for bread: of\nthe men of genius It has wrecked; of\nthe millions who have struggled with\nImaginary serpents produced by this\ndevilish thing. And when you think of\nthe Jails, of the almshouses, of the\nprisons, and of the scaffolds. 1 do not\nwonder that every thoughtful man lfl\nprejudiced against the damned stuff\ncalled alcohol.\"\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDIngersoll.\nThe duty of a philosopher Is char.\nHis path lies straight before him. He\nmust take every pains to ascertain the\ntruth: and having arrived at a conclusion, he. instead of shrinking from\nit because It Is unpalatable or because\nIt seems dangerous, should, on that\nvery account, cling the closer to it;\nshould uphold It In bad repute more\nzealously than he would have done in\ngood repute; should noise It abroad\nfar and wide, utterly regardless of\nwhat opinions h\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD- shocks, of what Interests he Imperils; should, on Its behalf, court host'!ity and despise contempt, being well assured that If It I*\nnot true It will die, but that If It \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\nHue It must produce ultimate bene' t,\nalbeit unsulted for practical adoption\nby the age or country In which It la\nfirst propounded.-Buckles \"History of\nCivilisation.\" LOWERY'S CLAIM\nZOW Und KeligiOn. drowned them once to improve the Jfiot XSttOUgh\nbreed; that the breed was not improved;\nCapt. Alfred T. Mahan's statement In that they still deserved to be sent to Mr. Wiseman once said that \"every\na recent lecture, that religion is on the hell, and to save a few of them he sent man has his price.\" That may be true,\ndecline because the clergy nowadays his son, miraculously born of a virgin, but that the average man does not\nlay more stress on the command to to the earth to tell them how to be like to be accused of being a \"two-bit\nlove your neighbor than they do upon saved and to die as a sacrifice In their man\" was shown by a little incident in\nthe command to believe, has evoked place; that Christ atoned for the sins a down town drug store the other day,\nwide comment. Naturally he Is sup- of all who believe on him and the says the Pittsburg Gazette. A man\nported by the conservative and ortho- priests and support the ministers; that walked in and purchased a dime's\ndox and contradicted by the \"advan- he went direct to heaven and sits with worth of quinine and laid out what he\nced\" Christians who cling to the husk God judging those just men made per- thought was a quarter on the show\nof Christianity and throw the vital feet who get up to him; that there is case. When the clerk picked up the\nkernel away. Among these are Con- to be a final resurrection at some Judg- money he found two quarters stuck to-\ngregational clergymen like Dr. Abbott, ment day, when the whole population ge.ther. He broke them apart, and,\nonce of Plymouth church and also plag- of the earth will be sorted out and sent leaving one, brought back a nickel and\niarist from Paine, as well as the Uni- either to heaven or hell. That is Chris- a dime and pushed the 40 cents toward\ntarians . and Universalists who call tianity, but it is not love. No matter the customer. The purchaser pushed\nthemselves Christians, though they deny if a man not only loves his neighbor the quarter back, remarking that that\nthe divinity of Christ. but his neighbor's wife\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDas the clergy was the amount he had placed on the\nReligion is one of the most indefinite too often do\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDif he does not believe case. %\nterms in the world. Everybody is sup- these things he is not a Christian. He \"I beg your pardon,\" replied the\nposed to have It. from the fetich wor- may feed the hungry, clothe the naked, clerk, \"but there were two quarters\nshippers of Africa to the followers of build libraries, contribute to the sup- sticking together, and I got one of\nAuguste Comte, with their \"religion\" port of Magdalene asylums, endow uni- them.\"\nof humanity. There is the Christian re- versifies, build hospitals and give to \"Well, you're certainly an honest\nllglon, the Mohammedan religion, the charity, forgive a thief and feed the man,\" said the customer, pocketing his\nBuddhist religion, the Confucian reli- dog which bites him, but that does not money.\nglon, the Jewish religion, the Mormon make a Christian. He must Jt>*iieve. \"Oh, I am not particularly honest,\"\nreligion, and many more, ancient and Believe, belieVer-DWi^ve^haris'the es- replied the clerk, who did not like the\nmodern. Not one of their books states sence and fundamental principle of re-mark, \"but my price Is above 25\nthat the core of that religion is love. Christianity. Wrorks without faith are cents.\"\nAll these religions bave saviors and of no account. The Christian must be\nprophets, apostles and priests, councils, exalted spiritually to see things and\t\nchurches, temples and creeds, and un- believe things which, without faith, he c*>ott \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDtSii1-1i>wt\nless one believes In the saviors nnd sup- would call humbug, and delusion, and -awCII JoUllCr\nl^ Kh\J1TX\ \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDhT ^\"i t;\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDUnCil,S' fooUshnoss' A great number of anecdotes are re-\nhelps build the churches and temples if ,0ve were the core of Christianity. lated to illustrate the readineSs of Butane! subscribes to the creed, he is not it would not have slain its millions who ,er in repartee. During the deadi0ck\na member of that religious sect. No did not adopt lt, nor would it have slain on the force bm the question of ad_\nmatter how much one loves his neigh- other millions who did not agree with journment over Sunday was before the\nbe.rs. no matter how many good works the dominant church as to the creed ,_,,_ \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD,, t*>\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDh^ #-V-^^ \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD q,,^*,*-\nhe does, no matter how Justly he walks, which defined It. It was not love but\nor with what fervor he loves Justice, religious fervor which burned Servetus;\nleaders, and Butler favored a Sunday\nsession. Randall opposed it.\n\"Bad as I am. I have some respect\nunless he comes into some one of the it was not love but religion which deso- for Cx0d.s day \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD said Randalli in pri.\nfolds he Is not religious. lated Europe for so many years. Love vate converse with Butler> .-and x don.t\nThe etymological slgniflcnnce of the ,Uver stretched a man on a rack, or thlnk lt ri nt tQ hold a Session on ine\nword religion ts to bind. But love broke his bones on a wheel, or built a sabbath.\"\nnever binds. Religion binds men to bonfire around him. Love never hanged ..q*^ ' pgbaw\" answered Butier,\ntheir church, to themselves. Religion a witch, or drove a Quaker Into a wild- \"doesn't the Bible say that it is lawfui\nIs the most selfish thing In the word, erness of woods and snow to perish.\nLove Is the most generous. If love Religion has done all these things, and\nwere religion Colonel Ingersoll would more.\nhave been the most religious man In \t\nthis country. He scattered benefactions ..\t the conference of the Methodist andi think I am engaged in a holy\nto pull your ass out of the pit on the\nSabbath day? You have seventy-three\nasses on your side of this House that I\nwant to get out of this ditch tomorrow,\nwith the prodigality of exhaustless church held in Poughkeepsie lately the work%--\nklndness. His time, his money, him- Rev. L. A. Banks, pastor of a church -Don't do it, Butler,\" pleaded Ran-\nself, were at the service of his fellows jn this city, made a speech in which Me dall ..j nftve s'ome respect for you that\nevery hour he was out of bed. He earn- declared that intemperance is increas- j don't want to lose. I expect some\ned hundreds of thousands of dollars |ng among respectable women. \"I hr ve day- tQ meet you m a better world.\"\nand gave them away. He worked for (coked Into this question.\" he said, ..Rut you wjjj be there, as you are\nOthers without hope or thought of re- \"and some of these days I will give hero\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD retorted Butler, \"a member of\nward. He fed the hungry. clothed the eome startling facts. The moat dan? r- tne jmver House.\"\nnaked, and was the very embodiment ,,Us drinking by women is in the bet-\nof lavish love. But he could not have ter and middle classes. In New Y'ork\nJoined any \"religious\" body In the r|fy women, members of the churchos, Hertwhistle: \"I thought you Christian\nworld, for he had no religion. He had drink whisky cocktails in public on scientists never died, yet I see you are\nlove unbounded for all live things, b.it Sunday. T say nothing but what I can mying out a cemetery.\"\nhe lacked religion. move in court. American civilization *(ur TTH>mbers who think they are\npale phantoms of theologians endeavor is ste-eped In champagne, while the hot- dead\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD.\nto maintain. Dr. Abbott's definition of torn is soggy with beer. The middle\nChristianity would admit to the fold class, until recently, has been faMy\nmentri doctilnes certainly cannot bc of the church the church would drop U ' > ne aald earnestly, \"I\ncalled a Christian. A christian believes out of the city. Have the women no m \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD you\nthat Cod made the world In six day*; self-respect that they bear In silence cant enjoy W^I ^^m^jsj\nthat the peoples became bad. and ho the accusations of the clergy.' \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD'. '\nLOWERY'S CLAIM\nI\ni\nA\nI\nI\n& poor memory\n\"While I was stopping with old Dan\nMosher, of the Cumberland mountains,\"\nremarked our Southern Tramp, relates\nthe Detroit Free Press, \"a stranger\ncame along one afternoon and asked\nif he could be accommodated for the\nright As old Dan had a still not far\naway, and as I knew he would be suspicious of the stranger. I felt curious\nto .know how he would act. He looked\nat the stranger for a minute, as If to\nsize him up, and then invited hlm aside.\nThey talked together for a quarter of\nan hour, and then Dan announced that\nthe stranger was all right and should\nbe taken care of. It was next day before I had a chance to inquire of the\nmoonshiner how the man had set his\nsuspicions at rest, and he replied:\n\" 'I asked him some questions out of\nthe Bible, and if he hadn't been a\npreacher, as he first claimed, be never\ncould have answered 'em right off as\nhe did '\n\" 'What were the questions?'\n\"Well about the whale, for one thing.\nI asked him who the whale swallered,\nand he never stopped to breathe befo*\nhe answered 'twas Elisha.\n\"'And what else?'\n\" 'I asked who was cast into tbe lion's\nden, and he out with Moses befo' I\nwas through talktnV\n\" 'Any more?\"\n\" 'Why. I kind o' wanted to know If\nhe had ever heard of Joner, but before\nI could say much he went on to tell\nhow Joner walked across the Red sea\ndry-shod, and it wasn't no use to be\nsuspicious* no mo'.'\n\"Two weeks later I heard that old\nMosher's still was raided and he was\ncaptured and sent up for two years, but\nI knew he felt bad enough without my\n.wi iting to him that It was probably\nowing to the way he mixed up Elisha.\nMoses, and Jonah, and lodged a stranger over night.\"\na Cutting paragraph\nThe physicians were holding a consultation beside the cot of the man supposed to have appendicitis concealed\nabout his person.\n\"I believe,\" said one of the surgeons,\n\"that we should wait and let him get\nstronger before cutting into him.\"\nBefore the other prespectlve operators\ncould reply, the patient turned his head\nand remarked feebly:\n\"What do you take me for\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDa\ncheese?\"\nA party of English emigrants under\nthe management of a Mr. Barr have\narrived. They brought with them 130\ndogs, and paid $5 each for ship passage.\nThat Is a mighty bad Indication. The\nman who will pay $5 for the carriage\nof a dog, does not know either the value\nof a dollar, or the worthlessness of a\ndog.\nWeeded most\nThe primary class in Sunday school\nwas listening to a lesson on patience.\nThis, according to the Boston Herald,\nwas what came of it, at least In the\nminds of the more literal-minded children.\nThe topic had been carefully explained and aa an aid to understanding the\nteacher had given each pupil a card\nbearing the picture of a boy fishing.\n\"Even pleasure.\" said she. \"requires\nthe exercise of patience. See the boy\nfishing. He must sit and wait and\nwait. He must be patient.\"\nHaving treated the subject very fully,\nshe began with the simplest, most practical question:\n\"And now can any little boy tell me\nwhat we need most when we go fishing?\"\nThe answer was shouted with one\nvoice:\n\"Bait.\"\nfarmer's house and began to serenade\nhim. Finally the old farmer came out\nto the piassa and angrily shouted:\n\"Get away from here. You ought to\nbe ashamed of yourselves to make such\na disturbance outside a house where\nthere has Just been a funeral.\"\na Hipster p Solved\nBreathlessly Lot. his wife, and family j\nwere hastening to the tall timber.\nBehind they could hear the crackling\nof flames, the roar of fiery clouds, and\nthe crash of falling buildings.\nMrs. Lot suddenly stopped.\n\"Hurry on,\" advised Lot. \"What are\nyou stopping for?\"\n\"1 Just wondered.\" said Mrs. Lot \"how\nmany of the stores would be having fire\nsales next week.\"\nThen, absent-mindedly, she turned to\nsee If the flames were anywhere near\nthe big department stores.\nThe rest of the story Is history.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\nJudge.\nDeacon: \"Little boy, why are you not\nat church?\"\nThe Little Boy\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\"Why ain't I at\nchurch? Hully Gee! Did you ever see\npickerel ketched in a church?\".\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD-Puck.\nCarrie Nation recently visited Salt\nLake City and tried to talk in the Mormon Tabernacle, but was refused the\nopportunity. Asked if she intended to\nJoin the Mormon church, she retorted:\n\"Have you started that story?\" Then\nshe pulled a hatchet from beneath the\nfolds of her dress, saying: \"I got my\nfirst view of a *Mormon today. They\nlook all right, but I want to see a Poly-\ngamist. If you show me one I will\nbrand him with my hatchet. Polygamy and whlsky-drlnklng are twin\nevils \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD both wreck homes. I have\nsmashed barrels of whisky, and now I\ncould tackle a polygamlst with pleis-\nure. What does a man want w Ith more\nthan one wife? My husband thought\none was enough. He divorced me. you\nknow.\" Mrs. Nation ts a fine specimen\nof Christian fanaticism working upon\nlarge egotism, and It Is not a matter\nfor surprise that the luckless Individual\nwho wedded her should conclude that\neven one wife wos too many.\nRebuked for Irreverence.\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BDDown in\nPennsylvania there was a farmer who\nlost his wife. A week later he took\nunto himself another one. The boys of\nthe village heard of it. and thought to\ngive him a big send-off. With the village band they assembled outside the\nAREJ \"3TOXJ AFRAID OF\nAN\" IXXBLA. ?\nIf not vou ahould beaossa .\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD readef of\nSOrNPVIRW. the Exponent of the \"SOCIETY\nOF KVKRURKKN8.'' reunpoaed of W-.mk,\nsoT-Aik*n\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD.tii\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD e, (ami Mkn . alio... prima\nobjepet in life i* to learn to think mid think to\nlearn Hot Xtivixw ia n cry for freedom of.\nthought, expreaainn and action. It ia not\n.|.a| functionating of the IVyehh- Kacultica through\nthe fhe special aenae* of Hi-en\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD, Taate,Touch.\nSight and hearing. Itv control of the \u00EF\u00BF\u00BD\u00EF\u00BF\u00BD abject*.\nive act hit ie* of the thought fert-ea you produce a iwrfect atate of dreaming when wide\nawake Thi- awakena the INyehie function\nof intuition which give* you a clear and lucid\nconception of the umierlyiug principle* of all\nphenomena. 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