The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1877-04-27

sufficient number of horrors to satisfy the
most morbid of natures. Simple murders
are the most common place of occurrences,
and SO we are to be congratulated on the
extraordinary number of extraordinary
crimes, which are constantly occurring If
we seek parricide, there is the case of Gcor-
gel, who murdered his mother the other day
in the Rue de la Providence. He was a
lazy ne'er do-weel, who, after taking all his
mothers money away from her and spend
ing it IN nights debauch, cut her throat
because she had no more to, give him. Louis
Pigue has just killed bis brc ther for calling
him "gamiu." The disposition which
murdcrers make of the bodies of their vic.
tims-such as cutting them into minute
pieces, burning or distributing themlover a
great area-is also notable, but even what,
with apparent lightness, is called "raffaire
Billoir," or "raffaire Moyaux"-although
the French do not connect with the word
'affaire" the lcvity which attaches to the
English 'affair"-is far outshone by the
epidemic of suicide which has of late set in
and assumed most remarkable proportions.
Lc Gaulois newspaper considers itself justi-
lied in saying that befor. long, if things con-
tinue as they are at present going, the Jour
mails will have to issue supplements which
shall be devoted simply to chronicling the
number OF self.murders that are committed
from day to day. Here is n notable case :,
Day before yesterday a respectfully dressed,
white haired gentleman, apparently about
sixty years old, presented himself at the
tower entrance of Notre Dame, and asked
the concierge if a good view of Paris was to
be obtained from the tower on clear day.
UT course he was answered in the afirma.
tive, aud so, giving the. keeper fifty GEN.
times, he mounted to the gallery and at once
threw himself headlong into the parvis, hor-
ribly crushed aud man gled by the fall.
Formerly suicide was mainly confined to
the great cities, and especially to Paris, but
now 1t has extended its works into the rural
districts and is noticed in all the telegraphic
dispatches to the newspapers. The suicides
leave behind them such notices as IL kill
myself because life bores me-" and thew de-
sert the ranks of life for the most trivial
and inconscquent of reasons, except the
spleen which came to us from England
with jockeys and water proofs. A rich
young fool falls in love with an actress, and
spends money on her. Presently he learns
that she is unfaithful to him, so he purchases
a anicely-mountcd revolver, goes to her home,
makes speech as near as possible like one
taken take ts9@ . novel by wv Dumas @ fls. bursts
pentance, and blows his brains out. A
young girl gets into tiff with her family,
and anon is found hanging from beam in
her fathers barn. Another falls in love
with man who in his youth has been con-
demned by some magistrate as thief She
pardons his youthful indiscretiou, and the
two are happy as doves. Then the father
discovers the truth about his proposed SON.
in,law, and naturally enough objects to hav-
ing in his family forcat libere. The lovers
do not hesitate; they kill themselves Such
are the true stories of the day, and 1 doubt
very much that this recklessness of life is
due to books like "Joseph Noirers Revenge
and to the sensational plays, so much as it
is to the levity with which nearly all the
Journals deal with the most serious matters.
An atrocious murder is the cause of puns
and jokes, and every crime is treated in the
same way. 1t is to be hoped that before
long somo- naeane- will he found to stop .hA
epidemic of orime, and especially of suicide,
even if the measures of the Middle Ages
should be called nv 7: World,
AN EDITOR Who Loves BABIEs.-We
love babies, and also anybody else who loves
babies. No man has music in his soul who
doesn't love babies. Babies were made to
be loved, especially girl babies-whcn they
grow up. A man isn't worth shuck' who
doesn't love baby, and the same, rule ap-
plies t. somau. A baby is spring day
in winter, a hottie in summer, o ray of
sunshine in frigid winter, and, if it's a heal
thy, good, ,natured baby, and if you are sure
it's yours, its a bushel of sunshine, no mat
ter how cold the.weather. "A man can not
be a-hopeless case so long as he loves babies
lone at ssihe. We love babies all over,
no matter how dirty they are. Babies were
born to be dirty. Our love for babies is
only bounded by the number Of babies in
tho world We also have sorrowful feelings
for mothers who have no babies Women
always look dowp-hearted who have no ba-
bies and men who have none always grum-
bic and drink aud stay out nights, trying to
get music in their sonlsy but they can't
come it. Babies, are babies, and nothing
can take their place. Patriot.
SAVE THE SOAPsUDs, Howe deplor-
able washing day may be to the household
(and the careful house mistress or tidy maid
has it in her power to greatly modify its dis.
comforts to the garden it is very boun-
tiful day. Our hungry and thirsty grape.
vines and flowers are glad Of asery drop of
wash wator, and will repay every bit Of fa-
tigue it may cost US to give them this fer
tilixeno Rthe sun is shining hot when We
so Quito dispense our favor, it is best for
us to dig slight trench not far from the
root Of the plant, and pour che water into