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BABIES. We love little babies, and
love everybody who does love babies.
No man has music in his soul who don't
love babies. Babies were made to be
loved, especially girl babies when they
grow up. A man isn't worth a chuck
who hasn't n baby, and the same rule
applies to woman. n baby is q spring
day in winter; ray of sunshine in rigid
winter, and if it is healthy and good
natured, and you're sure it's yours, it is
bushel of sunshine, no matter how
cold the weather. a man cannot be a
hopeless case so long rs he loves babies,
one at time. We love babies all over,
no matter how dirty they are.
Babies were born to be dirty.
We love babies because they are ba-
bies and because their mothers are
lOveable and lovely women. Our love
for babies is only bounded by the num-
ber of babies in the world. We always
look for babies, we do, with anxiety and
parental affection; we do, indeed we do.
We always have sOrrOwful feelings for
mothers that have no babies and don't
expect any.
Women always look dOwn-hearted
who have no babies and men who have
no babies always gamble and drink
whisky, and stay out nights trying to
get music in their souls; but they can't
come il. Babies are babies and nothing
can take their place. Pianos play out
and good living plays out, unless there's
a baby in the house. We've tried it; we
know, and we say there's nothing like
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ADROTTLY META correspondent
of the Herald and PresbyfeI. writing
from Minnesota, tells the following
story:
1 have picked up a '1ittle story"
which l think too good reproof for dis
turbers of the peace in churches to be
lost. a presiding elder of the United
Brethren Church was preaching in this
same neighbOrhOOd, and was much an
noyed by persons talking and laughing
He paused, looked at the disturbers, and
said, "I am always afraid to reprove
those who misbehave in church. In
the early part of my ministry | made
great mistake. As | was preaching, a
young man who sat just before me was
constantly laughing, talking and max
ing uncOuth grimaces. L paused and
administered severe rebuke. After
the close of the services one of the Offi-
cial members came and said to me.
Brother, you made great mistake.
That young man you reprOved is an
idiot Since then L have always been
afraid to reprove those who misbehave
in church lest | should repeat that mis-
take and reprove another idiot" Dur
ing the rest of that service at least there
was good order.
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CORRESPONDENCE.

This department of the NEW NORTH
WEST is to be a general vehicle for eX-
change of ideas concerning any and all
matters that may be legitimately dis
cussed in our columns. Finding it practi-
cally impossible to answer each cores
pondent by private letter, we adopt this
mode of communication to save our
friends the disappointment that would
otherwise accrue from our inability to an
swer their queries. We cordially invite
everybody that has a question to ask, a
suggestion. to make, or a scolding to give
to contribute to the Correspondents
Column.
Mrs. L. \. c., Nehalem: Sent your
premium. Have you received it?
Please let us know.
A. F., Springfield, ILL.,: Yes. \ great
many people are now coming to Ore
gon, the future Empire State of this
far-off Western coast. If, as you say,
you're dissatisfied with your present To-
cality, we think you will very likely
be pleased with our State. Our winters
are a little rainy-On which account our
citizens are dubbed ''Webfeet'- not
so much so as is usually represented.
There are no drouths here, however,
which compensates abundantly for the
little inconvenience some may eXpe-
rience on account of our "Oregon mist.n
Our summers are delightful in the eX-
treme. Times are prosperous. Rail-
roads are being constructed through the
State. The spirit of improvement per-
vades everywhere. Farmers realize a
handsome price for the wheat crop this
year, which will bring more money into
our State than ever before.
Miss G. w. c. wants to know wheth-
er there is any chance for her to engage
in business or procure a clerkship in
Portland. Certainly, if you are pos
sessed Of the necessary business educa-
ton. Women must qualify themselves
to fill positions in business circles the
same rs men do if they wish to sue
ceed. That women are capable of sue
cesslully conducting business has been
abundantly proved, and employers are
well aware of the fact.
Miss ]. w. NJ: Let him go, and for.
get it all. You should be thankful that
you found him out so soon, instead o.
waiting for the disclosure to come wheT
it would have been too late to have
separated. There are just as good fish
i'm the sea rs ever We're caught.
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Miniature Women.

w 90 not know when our feelings
nave peeh so touched with pity as at n
Spectacle witnessed aSundav or two ao,c-
IL was day to tempt even an otbeiSt
to some recognition of a SuDrenne Reinor
The religiously inclined could NOT rasiSSf
its calm, bright invitation to 90 mn to
the house of God, and give thanks fo
him for the beauty of earth and heaven
1t CHANGED that the Sunday school was
still in SESSION as we entered the nave of
an open church, and while waiting
through its closing exercises, there was
an opportunity for the inviting study of
young children's faces. Looking about
among the rows of sparkling eyes and
mobile features, the vision was suddenly
arrested by the ornate toilettes of a
couple of sisters, for, although strangers,
the perfect uniformity of their dress indi-
Gated them to be such. Crimped, and
curled, and braided, the hair of these
misses wasa marvel of intricate arrange
ment, which set one hOpelessly wonder
ing how much patient and irksOme labor
before the mirror had been spent in its
adjustment. Mounted above il, and
tipped low down over the forehead, was
a miracle of the milliner's art of rib
bOns, and flowers, and velvet. Their
white muslin dresses were elabOrately
decorated, ana tIeu WIN fdlubOW-nueu
sashes at the waist, and enlivened with
scarf, laces, chains and brooches at the
throat. The faces set in the midst and
overshadOwed by all this lavish adOrn-
ment were small, pale and thin, and
had a suspicious suggestion OF powder
and the pUff-bOX in their elaborate
whiteness. Delicate, dwarfed and pre-
cocious, these miniature women looked
of no more use in the world thana couple
of forced, fragile flowers. 1t was impos-
sible to guess their ages from any hint
in their attire or expression They
might be ten or twelve, and they might
be eighteen or twenty. Only one thing
about them was positive: they were
fashionable
The freshness, simplicity and frank
ness of young girlhOod was entirely OBJ
liberated. When they arose at the dis
missal of school and passed down the
aisle, their bent figures, bumped backs
and mincing steps declared the finishing
absurdity of tight shoes and high heels,
while their conscious air and artificial
manner completed the painful picture.
| They were girls Of the period.
And multitudes of such are growing
up all over our own land, with the eX-
pectation of fulfilling the destiny OF
womanhoOd, and becoming wives and
mothers! The men who are to marry
such had far better think twice-and
then decline.-ChicdgO Post.
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If we could only read each others
hearts, we should be kinder to each
other. If we knew the woes and bit
terness and physical annoyance of our
neighbOrs, we should make allowance
for them which we do not now. We
20 about masked, uttering stereotyped
sentences, hiding our heart-pangs and
headaches as carefully as we can; yet
we wonder that they do not discover
them intuitively. We cover our best
feelings from the light, but we do not
conceal our resentments and our dis
likes, of which we are prone tOb proud.
Life is masquerade at which few un-
mask, even to their nearest friends.
And though there is need of much
masking, would to heaven we dared to
show our real faces from birth to death,
for then some few would love each
other
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OUR ANCEsToRs.-Ta about anees-
try. a writer, who seems to have had the
time, as well as the curiosity, gives the
following:
Every human being on the face of
the globe is compelled, by the laws of
nature, to have two parents, four grand
parents, eight great grandparents, IS in
the fourth generation back, 81 in the
fifth, 256 in the eighth, 81, TS6 in the
fifteenth, almost 1,Oj0,OOO in the twen-
tieth, and nearly I,073, ,OOO,O 900 in the
thirtieth. The whole number of ones
ancestors in the fiftieth generation is
1852, 79i ,914, ,2l4, ,046, a multitude which
no man can number and no mind can
conceive. The blood of this vast host is
running through the veins of every
mortal on the earth, and that reckoning
back only fifty generations.
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HENRY WARD BEECHER on INTER
EsT.-NO blister draws sharper than
the interest does. OF all industries none
is comparable to that of interest. 1t
works all day andnight, in fair weather
and foul. 1t has no sound in its foot
steps, but travels fast. 1t gnaws at a
mans substance with invisible teeth.
1t binds industry with its film, as a fly
is bound in n spiders wed. Debts roll a
man over and over, binding him hand
and foot, and letting him hang upon the
fatal mesh until the lOng-legged interest
devours him. There is but one thing
on farm like it, and that is the Canada
thistle, which swarms new plants every
time you break its roots, whose blOss-
oms are prolific and every flower the
father of a million seeds. Every leaf is
an awl, every branch a spear, and every
plant like a platoon of bayonets, and a
/ field of them like an armed host. The
whole plant is a torment and vegetable
curse. And yet n farmer had better
make his bed of Canada thistles than t.
be at ease upon interest.
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means sufficient to leave the country,
which he promised faithfully that he
would do.
II meant to explain the whole mat
to you, but was in the power of the men
who accompanied us in the sleigh.
One of the previous conditions of the
wager was that you should receive no
previous knowledge of the final turn of
the affair, but were to be left alone in
blank amazement. o, Judith, it was
cruel to treat you so, but had made a
resolve that on the morrow l would
come and claim you as my lawful wife,
and command your fathers esteem and
your mothers good will.
"Your wistful face as you stood watch
ing me in that bleak moonlight air has
ever haunted me.
"When we reached the village the
wager was paid. My unhappy nephew
left the country, and when morning
dawned found myself a prisoner, ae-
cused Of forging an order for ten thous-
and dollars at the bank of -! The
money had been drawn by my nephew; !;
but the case was plainly made, the forg-
cry was attributed to me, and was SEN
tenced TO ten years imprisonment at pc
nal servitude.
''For several months lived as a con-
vict, and when at last through Dr. Arm
strong's interference was set at liberty,
l learned that you had married poor
John Smith and gone to the Pacific
coast.
"Oh, if | then had known that in
stead of being married to him you were
waiting wearily for me, how gladly
would have gone to you with my soiled
name and bitten soul and urged this ex-
PLANTATION!
''John Smith told me that he had
married you, and 1 was deceived by the
pOor-no, Judith, will not call him
namesi
''As have told you, hired one short
letter of explanation placed under the
boulder by our dear bower door. That
was all. You did not reply, and when
the man who afterwards became your
master told me that you were already
his wife, gave you up all for lost.
"Now, Judith, after all that I have
told you, will you let me come to you?
Can you meet the man who once served
for months as convict under sentence
which belonged of right to another, but
whose soul is pure and knows no stain
of guilt?
II have lived for many years in for
eign lands. 1 was in Italy about two
months ago when, by some mysterious
accident, picked up a newspaper and
found graphic description of the great
explosion by which John Smith lost his
life. The incidental mention made of
you in the newspaper sketch decided me
to return and seek you out. 1 have
seen you often, but have never felt that
1 could meet you face to face until /
could come knowing that your conf
dence in me as a man of honor was no
longer dimmed by shadow of doubt.
await your answer with dread and ex-
pectation. Your faithful
WILLIAM
The post boy was waiting. Hurriedly
! penned the words, "Your loving Ju-
dith waits" Dispatching the note / sat
down to wait, alone in my great happi-
ness.
TO be continued)
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LIVING BEYOND THEIR MEANS
Bulwer says poverty is only an idea in
nine cases out of ten. Some men with
$4,000 year suffer more for want of
means than others with 500. The Tea-
son is the richer man has artificial
wants. His income is $4,000 n year,
and he suffers enough, in being dunned
for unpaid debts, to kill sensitive man.
A man who earns a dollar a day and
does not go in debt, is the happiest of
the two. Very few people who have
never been rich will believe this; but it
is true. There are thousands and thous-
ands with princely incomes who never
know moments peace; there is more
real happiness among the wOrkingmen
of the world than among those who are
called rich.
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a gentleman in Iowa who recently
became the father Of fine boy, and who
naturally deemed it the handsomest
child ever born, thought hes chance
to gain a reputation for liberality with
out the expenditure ofany money. So he
offered premium of SlO0 for the pret
test baby that should be exhibited at
the approaching fair, not doubling that
the judges must award the prize to his
own. There were nine entries, cOmpris-
Ing seven white and two negroes and
one of the negro babies gained tle
premium.
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For the New Northwest }
Lines 30 a Friend.
BY 1soLA WORTH.

You want to know what lights have played
Along the pathway Of my life
Amid what sunny paths I've strayed,
And il I've mingled in the strife
Which we are told by aged friends
Each heast on earth will surely meet,
Ere with its kindred earth it blends
Aud passes thus 10 resting sweet.
And twilight surely is the hour
When memory reigns as Fairy Queen,
Who, with a gentle, mystic power,
Paints wildly the sights we've seen;
And I'll tell you, truly tell you,
Something ofthe ebb and flow
Ofthe inner, stronger current
Where LIES shadows come and go.
Ny childhood was, like many others,
Careless, happy, light and free,
Till missed my gentle mother,
When she crossed LIES troubled sea;
OH when childhood misses mother,
Lonely viii its portion be!
And I've tried long years TO smother
This great grief that came 10 me-
Yet my youth knew many hours
That were filled with pleasures fair
As ] strayed amid the flowers,
And, like them, was free from care;
But the tide Of life doth ever
swiftly, surely, bear us on,
And youths golden days Of pleasure
Are, alas too soon all gone
The hours Of life which memory holds
Most sacred are those when harmony blends
The nobler thoughts which the mind unfolds
With those OF our chosen and oft-tried
friends;
And many bright pictures doth memory bring
or hours thus spent with those hold dear,
Brightly crowned with the halo affection doth
fling
o'er the pathway OF life, which without it were
drear.
OF the friends whom have trusted
Some are dead, and some there be
Whose hearts the cares Of earth hath rusted.
And these are worse than dead 10 me,
For the bitterest, keenest sorrow
That my heart hath e'er received
Is when have trusted Others,
And have found myself deceived
Now you know that have tasted
OF LIES joys and sorrows too,
Mingled as they are and must be
All ofmy life's pathway through;
But the heart grows warm and tender
Through the sorrows we may see,
And feel that God in wisdom
sends LIES changes thus TO me.
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CHAPTFR XIV.


Sleep did not visit my weary couch
that night. a presentiment of some
coming calamity seemed to settle upon
me like pail. Minnie, who shared my
bed, was frequently awakened by my
icy touch. My brain was vividly awake
and seemed illuminated by some airy,
indescribable substance that filled the
whole apartment. Never before had /
experienced anything like it, and men,
tiOn il here in the hope that science may
some day explain it. If the impressions
upon my brain on that never-to-be-for-
gotten night could have been gathered
in a volume as they occurred, the COM
pilatiOn would be a marvellous produc-
tion of ideal fancies. A livid line of
light ran through the fast receding
years. / was a morbid, listless, nervous
child again. In the little log loom-house
I saw my mother toll as in the Olden
time, and at the mountain of burr-be-
matted wool pulled and picked, while
the interminable Indian summer days
dragged on their drOwsy lengths.
Again, as in the days agOne, repaired
TO my little room and listened through
the live-long night to the silent breath
ings of my sleeping parents and the te-
dious tickings of the old hall clock.
"Tick, tock, tick-pick, pull, pick - no.
body loves me and Pm sick-tick, took,
tick" All this was heard again and
again, and seemed as tangible to my
senses as though was really living over
all the long-gone years.
Again l arose from my childhood.
couch and wandered out into the frosty
air. Again l sought the foot path lead.
ing to the Falls, and again 1 listened L
the wailing miserere of the autumn
leaves.
Then came before me the long year
of life at DIR. Armstrongs,-the fretfu
wife, the heavy babies and the whole
sOuled, philosophical benefactor of m,
childhoOd-the man whose early indis
cretion had wrought the ruin of a trust
ing heart and the desolatiOn Of an un
fortunate son.
Many things I saw but dimly, as tn
lines Of light were often so vivid as
dazzle me. But l saw so much that
henceforth knew intuitively of man
things that will be made plain as
Proceed. I no longer groped in menta
blindness, and when the morning cam
and brought with it the natural light {
day, l was endowed with such perceI
tlohs oi the past and present as astonis
me even to this time. As said befor,
these things surpass my understanding
l cast them forth upon the sea of publi
investigation with the frank admissio
that 1 know not whence tba,, como :
where they went. only know that wifi
out their aid 1 would to-day be f,oundo,
ing in darkness.
''Motheri motherl Where's N,na..o
I'm hungry as a tiger, and it's hirb fin
that was off to worl1r' said Ben. as
came bounding against the door ar
into my room with that vigorous Al
play Of exuberance for which healtl
children are remarkable.
had forgotten the irate domestic al
her angry threats. Suddenly the brig
boys words recalled them, and hu
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LIVER AS FOOD.-The California
Scientific Press says: 1--WE cannot too
strongly denounee the use of liver and
kidneys as food for man. These organs
are constantly charged with the worn
out, eXcrementitiOus matter of the svs-
TEN, the presence of which, when rightly
understood, are disgustingly offensive
to the taste. Their presence is eyinced
by the fact that these portions of anani-
mai are always the first subject to de-
composition. They make very good
food for hens and dogs, but for man
never!r
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An old farmer, who was asked by an
impertinent attorney if there Were any
pretty girls in his neighborhOOd, an
swered: ayes, sir, lots of 'em; so many
that they can't all find respectable hus-
bands, and lately some of 'em's been ta-
ken up with lawyers"
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The following is the conclusion of an
epitaph on a tombstone: '1She lived a
life Of virtue and died of the cholera
mOrbus, caused by eating green fruit in
the full hope of a blessed immortality,
at the early age of twenty-one years,
seven months, and sixteen days. Reader,
90 thou and do likewise"
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Woman Suffrage is making progress
even in the West Indies. The Governor
of the Island st. Vincent has put his
radical ideas into practice by appointing
a Madame Cheeky to the position OF
Register General of the Island.
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JUDITH REID.
A Plain Story Of a Plain Woman.

Entered, according to the Act of Congress, in
the year ISL, by Mrs. A. J. Duniway, In the
Office ofthe Librarian Of Congress at Washing
ton City,
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''Did you present your account 10 70 cIis cIie
defendant ?'i asked a lawyer of ma ai5 'fl he
ent. al did, sir.n "And what ill.ij dlu ng x
say?n seHe told me TO go to q, the ssNhv aSVI,,
"And what did you do then ~
l came to you"
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Correspondents writing over assumed sigma
lures must make known their names 10 the
Editor. or no attention will be given 10 their
oo,r,,r,,rtr, feaffons.
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Mrs Lincoln's health has been falling
ever since the death of her son.
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Black silk aprons are coming into
fashion again.
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Mhen person says che wouldn't give
ng Tor a thing" does he speak figura-
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A Pennsylvania jury found two Won met Of
snot guilty" in spite OF I4tit tneit beiieve
s.p1ilty." The jury couldn't oeiie'e
their word.
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Gbe Alew a!#sortbwest. g

4 Journal for the People.
Devoted to the Interests Of Humanity.
Independent in Politics and Religion.
Alive TO ali Live Issues, and Thoroughly
Radical in Opposing and Exposing the Wrongs
Of the Masses.
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KNoW.-There is an old proverb which says,
Experience is the safest guide.n To this guide
the sick and ailing naturally turn when casting
about for the means Of relief They inquire what
medicine has done for others. before they adopt
it themselves. or oil the remedies and preven.
tives in use, HosTETTER's STOMACH BITTERs
meets the test most trlumpna1tly, and hence its
immense popularity and vast sales. The sufferer
from Indigestion Is sure to find some one among
his friends who las been cured Of that ailment by
the famous vegetable stomachic. The Victim OF
fever and ague, liver com 7lalnt.t .tconstpatlon,
nervous prostration, or general debility, has only
to make inquiry in the neighborhood where he
resides in order to discover what this standard
restorative has erected In cases similar to his
own. In the published testimony to It's merits he
will find q volume OF proofs OF Its sanitary prop
critics, which it is impossible for his common
sense to resist BE tries 1t, and the etrect 1t pro-
duces on hts system adds another to the host Of
witnesses In its favor. Thus, ita reputation,
founded on facts not assertions, continually
grows and spreads. Charlatans and imposters,
some Of them mere local tricksters, and others
who take somewhat wider range, attempt to
thrust Into the hands and uoWn tne tnroatS OF
lnvallds their haphazard concoctions, rs substl-
tutes for the tonic which for so many years has
been medical staple throughout the United
States, Spanish America, Canada and the West
Indies, but only succeed TO very limited extent.
In this reasoning age the people, having ascer.
tanned what is really deserving Of their conf.
dence decline running after strange GODS"
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