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Just a little baby, lying in my arms —
Would that I could keep you witla your baby
°harms ;
lifelplees, clinging fingers, downy, goldeo hair
Where the Bumble° lingers, caught froin
otherwhere ;
Rine eyes asking questions, lips that cannot
speak,
Roly-poly shoulders, climpiein sour oneek,
1Damtv little blossom in a world of woe,
Thus I an would keep you, for love yen so.
Roguish little damsel, scarcely six years old—
Feet that never weary, hair of deeper gold;
Heatless, busy fingers, all the time at play,
'Tongue that never ceases talking all the day;
Blue eyes learning wonders a the world about,
Rene you. cense to toll them—what an eager
shout ; -
Winsome little damsel, all the neighbors
know;
Thus I long to keep you, for I love you BO,
Sober little schoolgirl, with your strapof books,
And such grave importance in your puzzled
looks;
•Solving weary problems, poring over sums,
Yet with tooth for sponge cake and for sugar
plums;
Reading books of romance in your bed. at
night;
Waking up for study with the morning light;
Anxious as to ribbons, deft to tie a bow,
Full of contradictions—I would keep you so.
•Sweet and thoughtful maiden, sitting by my
side,
All the world's before yon, and the world is
wide.
Hearts are there for winning, hearts are there
to break,
Ras your own, shy maiden, just begun to
wake?
Is that rose of dawning glowing on your cheek.
Telling us in blushes what you will not speak,
Shy and tender maiden, I would fain forego
Allthe golden future, just to keep you so.
* * * *. *
Ah, the listening angels saw that she was fairi
Ripe for rare unfolding in the upper air ;
Now the rose of dawning turns to lily white,
And the close -shut eyelids veil the eyes from
sight ;
All the past I summon as I kiss her brow—
Babe, and child, and maiden, all are with inc
now,
Though my heart is breaking, yet God's love I
know—
ate among the angels, I would keep her so.
—Louise Chandler lifoulioa.
T1A 0 Sun:Liner.
The beautiful summer is almost done,
Thoueh long it seemed when the noontide sun
Of jubilant Time streamed clear and high
Through the vast expanse of the soft blue sky.
The fair fields smiled in their vivid green,
The rie ulets sparkled and danced between
Its emerald edges. with merry song;
And I said: Oa, the summer is blithe and long
The beautiful summer is almost gone,
It seemed not so when July came on;
When the sue with a heightened splendor
shone,
When the rivulet hummed in a drowsy tone,
When blade and bud fast waxed complete
'Neath the brilliant beams and the fostering
heat.;
When the grain fields teemed with a mighty
throng,
And I said: Oh, the summer is bright andlongl
The beautiful summer is almost o'er,
The rivulet sleeps, and it sings no more;
The hes rt or the universe pulses strong
Through the hidden arteries vast and long,
The ripened seeds in their cells expand,
The goleen grain waits the harvest hand,
Usleath the glowing gleams of the August sun;
.And I sigh: Oh, the summer is almost done
Summers of life, how ye come and go!
But IsillinCe or whither what soul may know?
For ye flee away as the shadows pass
Like a silent wave o'er the growing grass.
Ye burn in the vigor of manhood's prime,
Ye burn with an energy sublime
33nt ye wane and ye darken, your warmth is
gone, -• -
.And the wintee .'fits en Wend/lies surely on.
ealingnetious centre of living flame !
Oh, radiant source wheuce exietence came!
Withdraw not thy lustre of loving light,
Lest I shudder and perish in chill and night!
Let my spirit within thine effulgence float,
Upborne aloft to thy spheres remote;
Let it po se and soar through realms of day,
Unehadowed. unshrinkin,g, away. away!
--Marion Hicks-_Erarman.
Dow It was Done.
IIIS VERSION.
I had not the least intention
To do the thing I mention,
I had elielcen hands and started for the door,
But our glances seemed to ruittgle,
And I felt my pulses tingle
With a bliss ecstatic, which I'd often felt
before.
And she surely did not chide me,
•As she stood quite close beside Rio;
And if she whiepored "No,' 'twas very low,
So, as we stood BO nearly
It was just a trifle, ruerely,
To bend and kiss her, while the lights were
dim and low.
H.ER VERSION.
I knew, of course, I shouldn't,
But then. you see, I couldn't
Resist him whon he put it at me so.
I knew he really shouldn't.
Bnt then, you know, I couldn't
Turn from him with a stern: "Sir, you must
go."
And so, although I shouldn't
Just bemuse he really wouldn't
Desist when first I said him no 1
Why, so all in a minute,
There wasn't much sin in it,
Be, well, he kissed me while the lights were
'dim and low.
A 2 Fly Crowd,
There was a man in Smither Town,
And he was acutely cute;
In Spring he sold hie blossoms and
In Autumn looked for fruit.
Ris wife was even cuter still,
In fact she beat the Dickens;
She ain't sot, but sold her eggs
And then expected chickens.
Their see John had a dry goods store
• And did a rushing trade,
But he stopped his advertisements—
They cost too much, he said.
Now father has no applejack,
Mother no chicken p10;
And all the money Johnnie makes
Could be put into your eye—
If you thought worth while to try.
one Gallus Girl.
Of all the freaks of woman's mind,
This most defies analysis;
The one that led her on to bind
Ber shoulders down with gallowses.
She's sweet, she's neat, she's `. shnply grand,
But vet a prey to fallacies
Oh, ".perfeetwornan, nobly planned,"
Why mar the plan with gallowses?
The lichee fair, oh, where are they?
Ca• e'en the eyeglaseed Pallasosl
Gone, skipped, varnnosed ; for now's the day
Of the mannish girl in gallowses.
Siragies and ironblese
Now here's a curious circumstance:
A man and maid—that's two—
Were single, seel and met by chance,
As 'maids and men will do.
-Soil after while they were made one,
As WO have been before—
Yet neither, either, both made ono
Am single ever more.
A nitre !Sign of Conning linin.
Vlehke you see the street sprinklers abnormally
leuely
The nib:ming thereof is quite plain,
For yon,,know by ftequent observation and sad
exPerienee that when the fiend who floods
the %.e.treets knee-deep, bespatters the
crossings, muddles luckless tiodestriane
and. Vidlla Silk drosses wern by ladies in
earriagesos seen to be making of himself
' In general and particular a woes() nuis
pace if possible than ever before, 'tii a
ertaan forerunner of rain.
NO Erse.
"ICiss me, Will,"says Marguerite,
To a pretty litle tune,'
Holding lip her dainty menth,
Sweet as roses born In june.
Will woe ten years old that day,
Atid ho pulled her golden curls.
Teasingly the answer Wade :
Tin too old ; I don't lc ise girls."
Ten years lois& end Marguerite'
Smiles] sus Will kneels at her feet,
Gazing fondly in her eYes,
Praying, "Won'tyou kiss Me sWeete'
'Rite re eeventeen today;
With her birthdhy ring the tele
.'or moment, Mid then replies I
' tee old. ; 7 don'e kiss Wore"
MARION'S RETURN.
IT was a settled thing in the minds of
HthoellYoiwilaagyerawaois 13‘1"aaclelbri:lgonethinat the
world." None came to visit him, and
(luring the two year a he had lived at
Bracebridge he had never been absent
from home for a day. His declining
years—for he Was well past the eixties
—denied him recreation, though on wet
days he would occasionally put his mackin-
tosh over his shoulders and perch himself
beaide the pool—for which Bracebridge AVLI.3
famous—and patiently watch the float for
hours at a time. It ni probable, however,
that had it been sunshine every d9, of the
year the fish would have been MMUS one
enemy. For the sunshine brought the
children out to play, the sunshine allowed
him to walk in the paths of his garden
and wa.toh the growth of his roses. On
web days he had neither children nor
flowers, so he went to the fish for C011130-
lati011.
Old Holloway had two BOUTCes of happis
nes& His tiny cottage was known as
"Rose Glen." If you ever went to Brace'
bridge you would never dream of going
awaywithout looking over the wicket gate
andinhaling the sweet perfume of the old
man's roses. They lined the gravel path-
way, for all the' world like floral sentries,
as their owner passed between them to the
porch. Rose trees were everywhere and
every single blossom was as familiar to hirn
as the seals on his wat.oh chain, and he
patiently followed the progress of each
petal and the unfolding of every bud with
as much pride and care as he would that of
the growth of his own child. Yes, the
flowers brought Holloway happiness.
But he loved the children more. He once
said that, when their tiny faces were look-
ing up at him and smiling, they, too, were
flowers. Every child in Bracebridge knew
old Holloway. They called him grand-
father. You never met him in the lanes
without a child hanging to Ms hand or his
coat-tails. Why, the dear old fellow would
make a point of passing by the school just
when the children were coming out. Then
he would let them play on the grass of his
garden. Let thein? Nay, he would play
with them and his laughter seemed as free
as theirs, his shouts of merriment as joy-
ously innocent. Then, when the sun began
to edge the hills with gold and crimson, he
would merrily drive them out of his floral
domains, and watch them wave their hands
as they turned the pathway at the top of
the hill which led to the village. As he re-
traced his steps to the porch he would
sometimes stand beside a tree of roses—
great crimson blossoms—more beautiful
than all the others. Their color was richer
than the sweetest of the blossoms on the
neighboring bushes, their perfume more
fragrant. It grew apart from them, too,
on the lawn. He would look at the name
on the wooden tablet and read the simple
word, "Marion. That was the name he
had given to his favorite tree—" Marion "-
and murmuring the weed re would ente;
the houee 37e1.- (felony.
Ate evening the children Ihd all gone—
he had bidden them good-bye adeiettelei. go
turned to enter the house. A whole week"'
had passed eince he had examined his
favorite rose tree. Crossing the grassy
lawn he came to "the Marion." One ef
the greao blossoms was droopine, but just
frorn the same green stalk a fresh bud was
shooting forth. The old man took out his
knife and cut off the faded flower. He
looked at the bud thoughtfully. He seemed
to read a story among the roses—a story
that went to his heart. He looked again
at the dead blossom in his hand. Then his
eye wandered toward the bud. He burst
into tears and quickly turned away.
" My daughter, my darling Marion 1 I
was cruel to send you away, very cruel 1
A father's love for you made me think it
impossible for even a husband to love you
as I did. Shall I ever see you again. or
shall I see you you dead—dead as this
once beautiful blossom, which can never
again help to sweeten my days and brighten
an old man's life? Oh, come back to life
again, and bring your little one with yen.
Come—come—come 1"
He entered the house weeping.
It was the morning of the next day, and
the children were on their way to school.
They always paned " Rose Glen," and old
Holloway would invariably be at the gate.
But this morning the children seemed more
excited than usual; something had evi-
dently happened, or was about to happen,
which made their little hearts beat faster
than ever. They had started earlier than
was their wont, for somehow they had got
to know that it was "grandmother's"
birthday, and each wan tea to he there firat.
On, on they went, laughing, shouting and
clapping their hands in delight. What was
there to stop the happy ripple of their
little tongues? It would seem—nothing.
They were children—little children—and
were ari free as the birds which were singing
in the trees and on the hedgerows about
them. But, as they turned the road at the
top of the hill which led down to the home
of the roses, their lauohter became silent,
le
and their lips ceased to move. They
gathered together in a bunch, not in affrighb,
but more in childish sympathy at the sight
before them. A woman sat on a grassy
mound. Her face was pale, her cheek
pinched, her eyes looked as though they
had shed many tears; but yet how pretty
she was 1 She was dressed all in black -en
there was crape on her cloak and bonntiet.
She held something muffled up in her teams.
The children looked, end guessed it ?was a
baby. The woman smiled, and seeaned to
invite them to come nearer. Then?" one of
the children gave the woman semi, flowers,
and a flush of happiness came into her poor
wan face. e
"Would you like to see my little boy ?"
she asked. And all the childr en gathered
w aside the
leek, so that
lt, too, had
t.
"Oh, how grandfather wou Id love to see
him 1" cried one of the childre . "May we
take him to grandfather? I tee his birth-
day. It Vistuld make him so h appy."
'And who is grandfather ?' she staked.
"You don't live here, do you "questioned
one of the youngsters.
the woman answer ,d. "1 am
quite a stranger here. But why do you
ask 2"
"Because you don't know g ,andfather,"
came the logical reply.
" Well, tell me who he is."
Then one of the children took the woman
by the hand,and led her to the e orner from
whence the hill started thward the point
where the roses grew. The ttage was
pointecitout to her
" Thetee
Roe 01, n," the child aid.
"Yes, I cau iintell the roses he re. Oh,
how evveet 1" the woman murmur el, look-
ing at the oottag&
4' That's where he lives," the 1 ttle one
went on.
'' Yes," sold the child older rha ti the
other, "Mr. llalloway "a --
The wonhari gave a wild scree 1, which
intuits the children run away fro in her in
aiamay. She had nearly fallen to th wenn&
it Mho Was &nog in 6 nifienblit.
i' Oh t my children, my child en,' blati.
around while the mother dr
scarf from round her bahy'a
they might see it the better,
tiny black bows on its little ha
cried pitifully, "don't turn from roe—don't
be frightened—don't be afraid of mcI Ola I
come nearer to me. That's right, I love
you every one. 1 know—I know 0 0 his
birthday to -day, And would he—would he
love to (lee my little one, would it
make him happy I Do you think he would,
kiss it just as he doe a you, and give it a
floille the mune as he dove you? Would
he take it in his arms, like the tiniesb of
you ?"
She had won the sympathy of the children
about her, and they all °nod out, Yee,
yea; let us take ib to lairn,"
A wild gladness overspread her face. Her
lips quivered, her eyes sparkled. Some
sudden resolve had oome to her. She drew
her hand nervously LACTOSE; her eyes; then,
turning to the little ones about her quickly,
she asked;
"And if I let you take my child to him—
what will you do ?"
They were quiet for a moment. Then
the elder child said :
"1 will carry him ever so careful. You
can come, too."
"7 can come. too," she murmured; "I
can come, too 1"
Silently she placed her baby in the little
girl's arms. The children trooped down the
hill toward the house, the woman follow-
ing them with hesitating steps. The
children had reached the cottage gate, and
tbe woman stayed without, looking through
the hedgerow, and watching her little one
with anxious care. One of the children,
carrying the baby in her arms, oroseed the
lawn toward old Holloway's favorite rose -
tree, " Marion." There was just room for
the child to stand beneath the great cover-
ing of green leaves and flowers. Then the
other children ran to the porch. They cried
out, "Grandfather 1 grandfather ! Many
happy returns of the day many happy re-
turns of the day I"
The old man heard their voices and came
to the door. How those children danced
and shouted ! They got hold of both of his
hands and his coatand, with merrylanghter,
pulled him across the lawn to his favorite tree.
Then every little tongue became still, as
though waiting for him to apeak. He
looked at the picture before him. There,
benettth the cover of blossoms, stood a little
girl, looking up at him with a face lit up
with emiles. She held out to him a baby.
Scarcely knowing what he did he took the
child from her arms into his own and cov-
ered its tiny face with kisses. He looked
round about him'not knowing what to do or
whither to turn, but his lips were muttering
one name.
Again the children took hold of him and
pulled him along the path toward the
wicket gate. They opened it, and the
woman was still standing there, her pale
face now flushed, her once dim eyes brighter
still.
Marion 1 Marion 1" the old man cried.
She fell on his shoulder, with her arms
about his neok. Just then the school bell
rang out, and away the children ran up the
hill, their voices shouting all the way ;
" Many happy returns of the day, grand-
father 1 many happy returns of . the day!"
The old man, caressing the child as be
carried it close to his breast, with his
daughter's arms still clinging to his neck,
walked up the pathway. The bud on the
rosetree seemed to peep out from all the
other crimsc u blossoms. They entered the
.aakaegether.
rostitfte Don'ts -
right hand corner.
-
Don't fail to place the stem the upper
Don't inail any letter until you are sure
that it is properly stamped.
Don't place the address so thab there will
be no room for the postmark.
Don't mail any letter until you are sure
that it is completely and properly ad-
dressed.
Don't mail a parcel without previously
-weighing it to ascertain proper amount of
postage.
Don's wrap a parcel in such manner that
the wrapper may become separated from
the contents.
Don't seal or wrap parcels in such manner
that their contents may not be easily ee-
amined. —Golden Days.
Don't fail to sign your letters in freli, so
that if they reach the Dead Lette• "Office
they may be promptly returned.
Don't write on the envelope, 'in haste."
" Care of postmaster," etc. • It does no
good, and tends to confusiou in the rapid
handling of mail matter.
Don't, when you fail n. receive an ex-
pected letter, charge the eostalservice with
its loss, until you have learned from your
correspondent all the feats in regard to its
mailing.
He anon Her.
"She has promised to marry you, has
she ? Did she a .:cept you right off ?"
" Oheno! I nad to propose to her four
times."
'• Four three 1 Gracious, but you were
persro ering i What did she say the first
til'n'eS2ile ',aid if there wasn't another man in
the are el me, she wouldn't marry me."
" at was pretty strong. What did she
say t$ .e oicond time ?"
" doe said she liked me pretty well, but
slin couldn't think of marrying me, for she
',eight see somebody else that she would like
(better.
" Humph ! And the third time ?"
"The third time she asked me if Iwanted
to tease the life out of her."
"Ha 1 ha 1 ha 1 And the fourth time ?"
"Oh, the fourth she said if I insisted
uponit she supposed she would have to say
yes." --New York Press.
Plain Vegetable Soup.
Boil a soup bone the day before the soup
is wanted, as the fat rises to the top when
cool and can be taken off. It is not easy to
remove the fat from warm liquid, and no
amount of nice condiment can make up for
a greasy soup. This liquor or "stook," asib
is called, can be quickly heated, and to two
quarts, or somewhat less, add the following
vegetables, all chopped fine : Two small
turnips, two carrots, two or three small
onions, a few cabbage leaves or celery
stalks, if obtainable. Cook until the vege-
tables are tender, then add half a teacupful
of cream or milk with a little butter and
mit and pepper to the taste. Celery salt is
O nice substitute for celery in soups, adding
a little less salt whet celery salt ia used.
A Summer Engagement..
He (after the propoeal)—You have made
MO so happy 1 And then we can eoneider
ourselves engaged.?
She—Oh, yee ! By the way, you had bet.
ter name the day!
—My love! Then you are aaimpatient
as 1 am 1 Well, suppose we set Sept. 5th
au the date of our marri—
She—Martiage, nonsense 1 1 mean the
day for breaking the engagement.
The oyster, like a good many fithet people
Of !inalienable preterisiene is •in the inVint
• tritg the stirrtinet, only to find brined iti
the emio when winter comes.
About 1SO celoke are fie* cibtained trent
etial tat, Whlah has altnotit entitely eitp-
planted vegetable and otaninon dyen.
THE litoWN 011010.
A (Wet, But Vera Oeelded and Onnortaut
Revolution la Foot Wear.
The progrese of the light brown shoe
movement this year is even more noticeable
than it was kiet year.
Without saying a word about the sub-
jeot a multitude have put off the black, put
on the light brown, and proceeded about
their other business, Few of them, so far
ae we have heard, argued the case outside
of their own minds. They preferred, the
light brown, for seine reason or another, to
the black.
The ohmage has affected the leather trade,
the ehoemaker's trade, the shoe seller's
businese, the shoestring business, the
blacking businees and the shoeblack's busi-
ness. It is no trifling thing, this brown
shoe movement, or, cause, or reform, or
propaganda.—New York Sun.
Temperance and, Other Note.
At a recent dog show a sign was placed
over the door, "No smoking allowed here.
It will hurt the dogs."
According to Max O'Rell, the two most
flouriehing businesses in London are thoee
of beer and old clothes. The publicans and
pawnbrokers are the princea of trade, one
being the ooneequence of the other.
Queen Christina is bringing her influence
to bear against the national pastime of bull-
fightine, but with little effect as yet, as
over sixteen thousand people are speotators
in the arena at Madrid every Sunday.
The Brewers' Journal for July published
a, list of sales during the years from 1885 to
1892 in the different states. Maine was not
in the list, and still prohibition does not
prohibit, according to sorne people and
papers.
Kemsas with prohibition and one hundred
thous.and more people than Texas has one
penitentiary and nine hundred and ninety-
six prisoner. Texas with saloons and one
hundred thousand fewer people than Kansas,
has two penitentiaries and three thousand
convicts.
The Boys' Brigade, organized in Glasgow
in 1884, to promote revermace, self-respect
and a Christian manliness among boys, has
seventy five companies in this country.
Military organization and drill are the
means used to secure an interest in the
Bible classes and missionary societies or-
ganized among them.
No utterance of Henry Ward Beecher is
more worthy of our faithful consideration
than the following recently published : " It
has been the rule of my life to work with
any man of good morals, on all lines on
which we agree, though in a hundred otbe s
we disagree. Thus I work with Roman
Catholics on charities, temperance, etc.,
with Swedenborgians'High Calvet, is ts
(whose theory I admiref or logic, and abhor
as a slander on God); with politicians, with
any one whose face is as if he would go to
Jerusalem I' Christianity draws men to-
gether ; that whieh separates men on any
other ground than that of personal banner-
ality is anti -Christ. So think 1—so do 1—
and I suffer cheerfully others to think as
they please."
musical and Dramatic Notes.
Frohman has 16 companies.
The serpentine dance craze is prevalent in
London.
Nat Goodwin will try to run a year in
New York.
Mrs. Langtry is rehearsing a new play by
ait,c14.2.12 Chambers.
attn and Mr. W. S. Gilbert
Sir Ar*tr%""eur
are at work on a pew leredieR opera.
Je s Beiraltte apeklaiye, ready has Side -
Show," •
lvjede. 7,:odje8ka married at the early
age (4 17, end it was not until after her
terehaecies death that she went on the
stage.
A etatistician has been at the trouble of
assertaining at what age famous operatic
eaucers of the gentler sex have been accus-
tomed to retire from a calling which above
all demands youthful vigor. Only one con-
tinued her pirouetting to the verge of fifty.
Bessie Bellwood, whose name was so
notoriously associated with that of the late
Duke of Manchester, was heartily hissed
and abusive enquiries were made -when she
appeared on the stage of the Tivoli in
London a couple of weeks since. She re-
iiented the interruption vigorously, but
finally came down and retired from the
stage, Bobbing with mortification.
To Clean Delicate Goods.
When the embroidered flannel skirts and
blankets belonging to the infants of the
household become somewhat soiled by little
spots scattered here and there, it is a good
plan to wadi out the spots without putting
the entire garment into the water. As
usually laundered the beautiful embroideries
that have taken many hours are half ruined
after their first contact with waber, and if
much soiled had best be sent for a dry clean-
ing. When only a little soiled, put the
soiled places over a bowl and pour boiling.
hot water over them until they disappear.
Then press the spots in a dry towel until
most of the water is absorbed, and press
while damp. Flannels should never be
blued, and crocheted skirts and bands should
be pulled and shaken into shape before dry,
ing. If pressed with an iron the wool will
be matted and lifeless.
The Pneumatic Bulky.
The pneumatic sulky has come to stay on
the race track. Robert Bonner says so, and
he is presumed to be able to speak
authoritatively on the subject. He is also
of the opinion that it is going to revolution-
ize trotting records'as it enables a horse to
travel from two to three seconds faster in
the mile. The striking thing about the
new sulky is the low wheels. In the old-
style vehicle the driver sat between them.
Now he sits above them. The wheels aver-
age thirty inches in height, aboub the same
as a safety bicycle seen on the roads and
tracks. A sulky with the pneumatic tire
attachment gets down in weight to about
forty pounds, while the decrease in draught
le at least 50 per cent. It is Mr. Bonner's
idea that a record of 2.05 is entirely possible
with thie new racing inaolaine.
A Truly Honest waiter.
A correspondent says he had a unique en-
perience in a restaurant the other day. Not
having patronized the establishment before
he oautiously " tipped " the waiter before
commencing his dinner, and asked him what
he could recommend from the list of dishes
figuring on the menu. The waiter pocketed
the coin and whispered:
" You went my honest advice, sir ?"
"Yes, certainly."
"Well," said the waiter confidentially,
"1 ehould recommetid another restaurant'
Don't omit among the various duticsa �f
the house a rule undiapensable, and that is
the trimmiUg of the lamps. This should be
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of the top. Wash chimneys With tepid
water, an polish With a floe eleth. Treat
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THE EIGHT HOUR QUESTION.
Mr. John Morley's Frank Statement to
the Electors of Newcastle.
WOULD RISK NO MISTAKE,
And Play no Trick to Obtain Working-
men's Votes.
THE BATTLE OF LABOR,
Whatever may be Mr. John Morley's
faults, he is not a hedger. When the labor
deputation waited upon him at Newcastle,
on the eve of the late election, to aseertein
his views upon the Eight Howes question,
he said he would be equally helmet, English
and frank, whether tiaoy ',otel for him or
not. The deputation, with their high
ideas of social morality and integrity,
which Mr. Robert 'Scott had so
eloquently expressed, were the lamt per-
sons to wish him to say that he would vote for
a thing which he did not believe to be for
the benefit of the working classes. Mr. Hill
had said that if be did not promise to vote
in a certain way the war kiugmen's interest
in Newcastle veculd be used against him.
(Mr. Hill—Not personally, sir.) He knew
that Mr. Hill did not mean anything offen-
sive, but it a as a fair warning. Mr. Scott
had pictured in lurid language the mysteries
of our civilization, and it was too true that
there were millions born into this world
whose lives no rational being could deeire.
He felt as deeply as the deputation the
miseries of modern society, and if they had
done him the honor to read what he wrote
when a young man, and what be had
written since in the same vein, they would
say lhoxe was not a man in Europe who had
expressed more deeply his sense of the
social misery that surrounded them. It
was his duty as a rational matt to look
at their remedy, and to see how far
to the best of his judgment ib was
likely to mitigate the disease. To say that
the limitation by Act of Parliament of labor
to eight hours *mid make any sensible im-
pression upon the mass of suffering—to be
quite sure that it would not even increase
the suffering—these were propositions that
O man must look at with independent
judgment, and in the light of such infor-
mation as he could possibly get. He did
not find that this remedy of a universal
Eight Hour Bill had been thought out by
the labor community of Great Britain. The
Congress at Liverpool and Newcastle
showed a change of attitude as to the
working out of the principle. The tailors
and shoemakers were not converted, and
he had now heard it authoritatively stated
that the great army of railway servants
was not in favor of legislative limitation of
working hours.
Mr. Hellee-Suppose a Mining Bill were in-
trodueedeAdd you support it?
relkeeleye4einuld not support such a
measdie4fitleelt that the balance of
argument, liekefrsiqrathaVe heard it either
from yon or 'friiiiiair'Witnesses before the
Labor Commissio*A0fge.yer nf the general
principle. Mr. MeAilay0epti4tegd by saying
that not only he, hat Oholtai ;IV of the
Bill already introducel
principle he did not believe- ,t14t*Orleisig.
men had made up their mind, 'eta lilikr#kot/
opinion the more they thought of
plexities it would introduce into raorlepiii
dustry the less it would find favor.
In the evening the Town Hall was peeked,
to overflowing. Mr. Burt, M. P., took the;
chair at tbe meeting, and Mr. Morley was
given a very enthusiastic reception.
Mr. Morley, whose rising was the signal
for cheering, said he did not blame the other
side for fighting the seat. He did not want
to be member for Newcastle on sufferance.
(Cheers.) If there were real differences be-
tween him and them they would fight it out
likemen. If theydismissed him let them die,
MiES him deliberately, and on a fair issue. He
knew he was on his defence, and he had
not come there to whine or whimper. He
asked for no quarter. They did not want
an echo or a parasite, a sycophant and a
flatterer. They wanted a man. He would
take one question of which he thought they
had heard more in this contest than its im-
portance deserved, but if the working men
of Newcastle, after talking matters over
with one another in their workshops,
thought it would be good for them to have
their hours fixed by Act of Parliament, well,
then, so be ib; but he did not believe
that that time had yet come. (Cheers.)
He did not believe the workingmen had
made up their minds upon the question.
i
He had never taken up an infallible position
on the matter, but held his opinion strongly
and firmly though he might be wrong. The
question before them was not whether eight
hours were or were not long enough for any
man to labor, but whether it was on the
whole expedient that the limit should be
fixed by voluntary arrangement or by Act
of Parliament. He did not deny that there
was much to be said on both sides. Heknew
that they were in England launched upon
new waters.
miners' representativei eretekclen last the
would be for hire to oapture their Votee by
promising to vote for the second reading of
this and that Bill, subject to ameodment in
committee. But he was not going to play
any of these Woke with them, and, above
ail, the particular point upon which tell this
difficulty appeared to have arisen was not
the poinb of the moment. A universal
Eight Hours Bill was not ripe for legislit-
tive treatment; it might be one of these
days, but the workers bad not themselves
thought it out. If the working men of this
country took timeenoughtheywoulcl come to
what be was sure would be a wise decision.
It might not be his opinion, but if they
thrashed it out so be it. If he was not by
that time convinced by arguments he would
then come before them in a plain and sim-
ple way and resign his trust into their
hands. (Cheere.) When he opposed in the
House an Eight Hours Bill for miners he
voted in the company of the majority of
the miners' representatives. He was ac -
cued of walking oulof the House, although
on two occasions he had supported payment
of members.
Taking Care of Lamps.
Buy the best oil.
Fill the lamps by daylight.
Limps should be kept well filled.
Never attempt to light a lamp that is
only partly filled.
Lamps to be carried should be of metal
and have handles.
See that any haeging lamp you may
have are securely hung.
When buyine*lamps select those in which
the end of the burner is considerably ele-
vated above the body of the lamp.
Watch your wicks closely and change
them before they become too short.
If burning oil gets upon the floor smother
with woolen blankets or rugs.—Laddes'
HOVIt icurnal.
Dania lWebster's Words of Wisdom.
There is only one reply to the question as
to why the laboring masses have in this
and other States rieen in their mighty
wrath when they find their requests for
better conditions have been persistently
refused, that is dishonest government.
The words of Webater were never truer
than they are to -day : "Tho freest govern-
ment cannot long endure where the tendency
of the law ie to create a rapid accumula-
tion of property in the hands of tbe few,
and to render the masses of the people
poor and dependent."—Ex.
Never SlIE11111Cd.
Wife—Thomas, I wish you would let me
have $50.
Husband—All right, my dear; here in a
hundred -dollar bill for you.
Wife—Oh, thank you, Thomae, but you
forgot to pay me the fifty cents you bor-
rowed of me the other day because you were
short of change.
FOOL wagers on the result of the coming
Presidential election are already being
made. One was made in St. Augustine,
Fla., the other day. The parties to the
agreement are an ex -Mayor and a real
estate agent. In ca e of Cleveland's elec-
tion the ex -Mayor is to push the real estate
agent in a wheelbarrow on the sea wall
from the Fort to Central Basin, and in case
of Harrison's election the real estate agent
is to do likewise to the ex -Mayor.
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There was a. new era drawing in the minds big i11 Small Dosoi !mall No&
and hearts of the workers. He knew that
the ragged and the hungry were sighing for
better things, and slowly riaing in revolt
againet their social lot. From the time he
was a young man he had never lost an op.
portunity of fighting the battle of labor. He
had fought it when it was as unpopular as
it was now popular with gentlemen.
(Laughter and cheers.) There was, it was
true, a revolt by the masses against their
social lot, but do let it not be a blind revolt.
In mere politics they could play a great
many triolis without the State being
very ranch the worse, but when they came
to wages, to questions of hours,th questions of
tariffs and of markets, they were coming to
bhe very foundation upon which the Social
fabric) steed. What would a Mistake mean?
A mistake in the region of wages, horns,
tariffs, and markets meant a cupboard with",
Out bread, a grate without tire, children
without clothes, and hearts without hope.
Mr. Ralli ;night promice what he pleased ;
but he Mr. (Morley) would not betray the
interesta of the working people of tide cent.
try by pntting up those interests to an alic.
tion of rival politioians. (Cheers.) Ite had
been absurdly and ineoitatiy called an office -
seeker ; but he did not think that the, ofiSee
he now had the honor to hold Was exactly
one that a men would seek. (Hear, hear.)
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