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The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1880-08-05
Be Independent.

Mr. Seward. in a letter to a Young
man, just published for the first time,
said
- am glad to know YOU have got
into tac country II j. the best place
for Young men. Allow me TO give YOU
a word OF advice. just as soon as you
get ont Of public. employment into the
occupation 10y which you can support
yourself, do it, and become an independ-
ent man. Salaries exhaust the ener-
gies OF al men, ana very often corrupt
them.
No greater calamity can 1efall a
young man than to begin lie in pub
liz Office An easy cIerkship with a
liberal salary much oftener Injuries than
benefits the recipient. IA rule, it
units q yoVng man for the rougher
work OF Ike, and by taking him away
from the stimulating influences Of com
petition, prevents hin, from acquiring
the mental and physical fibre indispen-
sable to success.
And these coveted positions are all
often merely temporary. 1t would not
be SO bad if the young men who began
life in 4 rut were permitted to stay
there But these easy clerkships have
come to be recognized rs rewards for
party service, rendered either by the re
cipients or by their friends, and come
and 60 with the rise aud fall OF parties
4 dismissed clerk from political Office
is about as pitiable an object as one
often meets with. During the two or
four or six years he has been drawing a
fair salary for the little work he has
been forming habits which unfit him for
sterner service, and he is obliged to take
up the thread Of life where he dropped
It to eVter upon his coveted clerkship,
with fewer friends, less ambition and
worse habits than when he left his orig
NAL employment, where he had to work
hard for little pay, to enter upon an Of
fetal position whore there was little to
do but big pay for doing IT,
Whoever has had any very protracted
experience in political life, can call up
scores Of young men whose early abilit-
les inspired high hopes * usefulness and
success, but who have sunk into obscur-
ity, If not something worse under the
eneryatiug influence Of some petty of
fee. Snca position may help him for
few years, but the chances are that It
viii spoil him for life.
The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1880-08-05
NOT IN VAIN.

did not offer thee mine heart,
Nor did ask, thou know'st, for thipe.
only said, "Until we part
Lena it, and will lend thee mine."
And have we passed those hours in vain?
We met, we smiled, We smile, We sever.
Is it in vain that thus we twain
Have met, though thus we part forever!
In vain? Shall ever forget your eyes
Or the love that died OF despair in me?
For my love but lived in despar's despite
Like u newborn babe that sees the light
For moment, and smiles and dies,
And lives IN its mothers memory.
The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1880-08-05
Anecdote of Andrew Johnson.

One bright afternoon in July, 1859,
Andrew johnson sat sewing a patch III
the subcellar Of the late VIM. II. Sc
wards pantaloons, when the Hon. Rev
erdy Johnson (also late) rushed in to
have Il suspender button sewed on.
"How are politics, Mr.. Johnson g
asked MIR Johnson, as he knotted the
thread ana hoisted the waistband up to
Mr. Johnson's armpit to Get it in range
Of his eye
"They are very brisk, " responded Mr.
Johnson. ed. Nagoyern has the nomi-
nation for Alderman in our ward, and
they are talking. something about run
ming Il man named Lincoln for the Presi-
delcy. They are both able men, and
while ! doubt that Lincoln will he elect
ed, / think it our constitutional duty to
support Mr., Masovern.'
The words sank deep into the heart Of
the tailor. He reasoned in this way
Now, can be politician. All | need
is to strike tor o place high up on the
ticket. The interest in politics cen
tiers il the local offices, and an alderman
or constable has more bitter fight
than the President. I'll 90 for big
office, and I'll get in.
Whsn Mr.. Seward called for his pants
that afternoon, lie found Mr.. Johnson
in deep reyerie and the garment un-
finished.
"But I am invited to dine with Mr..
Lincoln" explained Mr. Seward.
Cant help it, said Mr.. johnson.
"Pants won't be patched for a week"
But ! 90 from there 10 ball at Mr.
Magoverns. / don't care about the din
ner. but can; lose the ball. p
I'D like to have an office sighed
Mr.. Johnson
$50 would everybody, but the ticket
is full. The mayor, aldermen, sheriff,
marshal, pound master, dog catcher,
night Waterman, all are nominated
Nothing left for anybody"
"Who is going 10 be vice president p
asked Mr.. Johnson.
Don't know Of anybody We've
asked several, but they are ali running
for some local office and haven't time to
attend to it.
Make me vice president and you
shall have your pants in time for the
ball" said Mr.. johnson.
"In do il, 81 responded Mr.. Seward.
"Ill tell you how to work it. You
make an application TO be appointed on
the police force. There are many APP
plicants that Won en- get get any thing
to keep out Of the way. say you trade
the appointment Tor the vice presidency
and there y0u are.
Mr. johnson had strong faith in
Mr. Sewards political sagacity. He
made the race TOR patrol man, and the
compromise was effected Every reader
Of American history has some recollec-
ton of Mr.. Johnson's elevation to the
presidency; but never before has the
button-hole that hung on his watch
guard been accounted for. 1t was from
the suspender that burst the button off
the Hon. Reverdy Johnson's breeches,
the sewing on of which, and the attend
ant conversation, first suggested polit-
ical ambition to Andrew Johnson.
The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1880-08-05
my Mothers Been Praying

In February, 1861, a terrible gale
ragged along the coast of England. IN
one bay, Hartlepool, it wrecked 81 YES
sells. While the storm vas at its hight,
the Rising Sun, stout brig, struck on
Longrear rock, reef extending q mile
from one side of the bay. She sunk,
leaving only her two topmas;a above the
foaming wave.
The life boats were away, lescuiug
wrecked crews. The only meaas OF say
ing the men clinging to the swaying
masts was the rocket apparatus. BE.
fore it could be adjusted, one must fall.
just as the rocket, bearing the lifeline,
went booming out of the mortar, the
other mast toppled over.
Sadly the rocket men began to draw
in their line, when, suddenly, they felt
that ,omething was attached to 1t, ana
in "a few minutes hauled on the beach
the apparently lifeless body of sailor
bov. Trained and tender hands worked,
and in short time he became conscious.
With wild amazement he gazed around
on the crowd OF kind and sympathizing
friends They raised him to his feet.
He looked up into the weather-beaten
face OF the old fisherman near him, and
asked:
Where am r
Thou art here, my lad
Where's the cap'n =
Drowned, my lad.
1.-The mate, thenl'
"Hes drowned, too.
1.-The crew 2
"They are all lost, my lad thou art
TIE only one saved
The boy stood, overwhelmed, for a
few moments then he raised both his
hands, and cried in a load voice
"My mothers been praying for me /.
Ny mothers been praying for me p
And then he dropped on his knees in
the wet sand, and hid his sobbing face
in his hands.
Hundreds heard that day this tribute
to metl er's love, and to Gods faith
fulness in listening to q mothers pray
ers
The little fellow was taken to a house
near by, and in few days he was sent
home to his mothers cottage in North.
cumberland.
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with one stone, and cut off my bead at
the same time"
"Aunt Clara, believe you are stark,
raving mad" sobbed Louise.
just then, little six-year-old Nell
burst into the room, and, with a merry
laugh and shout, held out letter, say
ing
"Oh, mamma, a inan gave me this to
give to YOU Which man does you
think it was! Guess now, mamma
Clara"
Gone of my creditors, probably"
ooh, no, mamma, it wasn't hint
was our dear Mr.. Barlow, and he kissed
me ever So long: he said he had been to
call, and YOU was out; and | told him
my mamma wasn't out hat bad men
came around every single day asking for
money"
" Nellie Bercsford, did you tell Mr.
Barlow thatl What did he say p And
Mrs. Beresford was as pale as a ghost
"This is what he done, mamma. He
put his hand this way on his chin
and the little one initiated the gentle
man as he stroked his whiskers = l
thought SO ; and then he kissed me
again, and gave me this to buy hoop
with" Holding up five dollar note.
Mrs. Beresfo ford tried to reprove the
child, but she broke down, threw herself
on the bed, and buried her face in the
pillow
81 had rather any other man in the
world should have known of this than
Mr.. Barlow, he is so particular about
honor. O dear, DEAR How can ever
looi: him in the face again y
"Come.in here q minute, won't you
auntie,' said Louisa, rs Mrs. Beresiord
entered The front parlor after dinner.
Here is friend who wants to see you /.
The next moment Mrs. Bercsford
found herself face to face with her land
lord, Louisa leaving them alone together.
on. Barlow" said Aunt Clara, with
q sob in her voice, 81 am exceedingly
mortified that you should have to call
again for your money; but the truth is,
| am in II Double; | shall be compelled to
ask for q few days more grace"
"Have you finished = inquired the
elegant.lookng gentleman. Because if
you have, ! should like to speak,. did
not call here to talk about house rent.
have been trying for the last three
months to muster up courage enough to
ask YOU to be my wife; but your manner
has been discourasing. ask you This
question now. If YOU think you ever
can love me, say so; and if not, act like
a sensible little woman, and tell me all
your troubles; let me be friend to YOU,
il may not occupy the position my
heart Graves
What do YOU think her answer was
AS true as YOU live, a food of tears. And
the next thing she knew pair Of arms
were thrown lovingly about her, her
head was pressed close to his shirt-front,
and it looked very much as if the little
widow had found the rest for which she
sighed.
The gas wasn't turned off the next
dav, Tut every boarder was out of that
establishment before the next Sabbath,
nd-wel, Mrs. George Barlow sits by
my side, and or her knee crows a baby
Just four months old to-day, and his
name is George Barlow, Jr.
Moral-it is best to ''face the music
under all circumstances.
The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1880-08-05

Hade Brown was to be hanged at
Moberly, Mo. He and his wife agreed
to die at certain hour by poison. She
carried out the compact, but he was com
PEELED by a physician to recover, and
then die on the scaflold This appealed
to the sentimentality of the neighbors,
and they buried the pair in one coffin,
with their arms about each other
The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1880-08-05

mo use in my trying to collect that
bill sir, said a collector to his employer,
handing the dishonored document to the
latter "Why p The man who should
pay is non est, replied the collector.
Then take it and collect it, sir, the
mon est man will no, fail TO meet his
collections
Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1880-07-30
The Poet of the Future.

The Rev. Rowland Hill was at a GER
tain period the most popular clergy.
man in London. His aristocratic con.
nections, he being the son of q wealthy
bsrenet, gave him considerable infa-
ence at court. But he had to pay the
penalty for his popularity, as the fol-
lowing anecdote shows
One morning, the footman ushered
in u most romantic-looking lady. She
advanced with measured steps, and
with an air that caused Mr.. Hill to re-
treat towards the fireplace, she be-
gan:
"Divine shepherd
"Pon my word, ma'am !"
Il hear you have great inau ence
with the royal family"
Well, ma'am, and did you hear
anything else?"
Now. seriously, sir-my son has
the most wonderful poetic powers.
Sir, his poetry is of sublime ord,r,
noble. original, fne."
"Well, I wonder what will come
next" muttered Mr.. Hill, in low
tone.
Eyes, sir, pardon the liberty, and
therefore 1 called to ask you to get him
made Poet Laureate"
Ma'am, you might as we'll ask me
to get him made Archbishop of Can-
terbury."
The mother of the poetic genius
withdrew, looking highly indignant,
as Mr.. Hill burst into an uncontrolla-
bic fit of laughter.
Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1880-07-30
80. or 900 Years,

The reason for the use of the odd
term in leases, 999 years or 80 years, is
given in the New York Journal of Com.
merce. Lessees and mortgages in
possession of real estate for 100 or
LOGO years demised the same at an
annual rental, retaining a reversion for
the lass year Of the original term.
The object of this was an unwilling
ness on the part of the under tenant to
become bound to the performance OF
the covenants contained in the original
grant; and also, the importance to the
lessor of reversionary interest, with
out which, under the old English prac-
tice, he could not recover his rent by
distress.
Sometimes this reversion was only
for three days or even for one day,
but usually in long terms the last year
was retained. Out OF this came the
popular notion that the law provided
this restraint, and hence leases were
made for 80 or 500 years, when there
was no reason whatever for any such
odd period of time.
In England there was, in special
cases, restraint on corporations OF
ecclesiastical persons, prohibiting the
demise of lands belonging to the i'm.
poverishment Of their successors, for 9
term beyond 100 years, and such leases
were made for 80 years. There is nc
such restriction in this State.
Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1880-07-30
Bereaved.

He Is false 10 thee-he Is false to theel
But pride will teach thee to forget;
o., let thy heart beat warn for mt.
] lsve thee yeti love thee yeti
Clara. thou must still
Each burning thrill,
And try 10 drown each fond regret.
Although thy soul
Forbids control,
Remember, dear, We love thee yet.
Sail midst the gay be seen and heard,
Thy mother would JOY to hear tLee sing;
Aud bear not, like the wound, i bird,
4 suaft beneath the Wig.
Nor in thy bower,
At twilight hour,
Mourn DER hopss forever set,
ME- let tears tell
How much too we'll
Thou low st him yei-.hou lov'rt HIM yeti
-Wdreriey Na0a=,ne.
Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1880-07-30
A Barnful Of Bats.

Pelican Islands," and resorts of
sea-birds undisturbed for ages are far
less remarkable than similar haunts in
. settled country, where men build and
inhabit, and generations come and 20.
The New York Times gives an account
of the discovery of one of these. It
says one Of the most wonderful cases of
q large bat.roost came to light in a town
Of New Jersey, where house and fine
lot were deserted by tenants, who were
unable to stand the encroachments of
these midnight marauders.
As soon as the sun went down the
house seemed to be surrounded by
them, and was window left open, the
room would soon be the scene of wild
confusion; the very air seemed alive
with Thorn.
The place was called the Battery"
and they were left in undisputed pos
session of the place until within few
months, when gentleman, taking pos
session, determined to uuearth the mys-
terry. He soon traced the bats ta an
unused barn, and thorough investiga-
ton brought to light a most wonderful
sight.
The garnet of the barn had never
been used, SO was boarded up, leaving
only few small holes of access, and
through these the bats had passed, and
for fifty years or more had lived there
and multiplied. The room was one
living mass of them, piled upon each
ether, and hanging in every possible
position. When the roof was broken
In they rose. thousands upon thousands,
in a cloud. The floor was covered to a
depth of four feet with guano, mingled
with myriads of bones of those that
had died. 1t was combined birth and
burial-place for all Jersey bat-dom.
Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1880-07-30
beyond the basin. He fears it is over.

beyond the basin. He fears it is over
flowed"
"Have you no mother?"
"None in this world" The dark
eyed girl glanced through her tears to.
wards heaven.
DO you remember your parents?"
81 remember my mother. I have at
least faint image Of her. She had
black eyes, such as mine, and q smile
like an angel"
"Do you recollect your mothers
name?" He put the question in tone
gasping with earnestness.
No. Monsieur; 1 knew her only as
mother"
"What is your owa name?'
"They now call me Cantatrice, but
my mother did not call me 80"
"What did your mother call you p
"Mary."
Peter Ellis started as il he had been
shot, but Gained himself, and con-
tinued:
"Have you any recollection of your
father ?"
"No, Monsieur; but I have a mem.
DRY of my home ere they brought me to
the city,"
"Can you describe it ?"
"Oh! yes" she answered, clasping
her small hands tightly across her fore
head, as if to press the feeble images
| from their old inches in the brain.
Then she added: 1.-THE pictures are
very beautiful see, III the sunny air,
the tall white house, with the stone
chimney at each end, the two great
trees in the yard, with the big red
painted gate before them, the blue lake
beyond the gate; can never forget
that, Tor slipped into it ouce, and was
drawn out, half dead, by an old one
eyed negro.
The face of Peter Ellis was pallid
as that of corpse as he put the last
question.
Have you any relic-a handkerchief
"a bit of clothing-anything-lsft by
your mOther?"
II have her miniature, Monsieur"
Where? Where ?"
Here, close beside my heart"
4" Let me see It'll" cried Peter Ellis,
leaping forward wildly, and grasping
the girl by the arm.
Sue raised the miniature by its nlight
silver chain and held it up before his
cleaning eyes.
1T is she!--it is shell" he shouted
and then caught the young girl to bis
bosom, murmuring, Mary-oh! Mary
my daughter!"
When the first outburst of excite
ment WAS over, the glimmcring doubt,
the sure explanatlon-the question
solved by the caress, anu the gush oil
feeling that sweetened and Illuminated
verything; when sacred calm fol
lowed. deep as the sea, stable as the
earth, and bright as the sur; when the
arms Of the two were entwined more
gently, as if not longer afraid of losing
each other, then the girl said, in .
seraph' like whisper" Thank Goo ]
have now two fathers-one here and
another yonder r and she pointed he,
finger to the sky. And thrice happy
are all the poor girls of the great city who
can say as much. But. alas! for the
many orphans without fathers, and of
darker woe for the wretches that show
them no pity!
Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1880-07-30

BERLIN KAFFEE X UcHEN.-One pound
of light raised dough, one ounce OF
sugar and three of butter, one egg;
cream the butter and beat we'll with the
sugar and the egg, add the dough and
mix thoroughly with the hand; put it
in warm place to rise; when light,
pour it in small dripping pan when
baked it should not be more than two
thirds of an inch thick and let it stand
ten or fifteen minutes; put it in the
oven, and while baking prepare the
icing. Blanch two dozen almonds ana
shred them; add to the beaten whites
of two eggs about half the usual guam,
tity of sugar, stir in the almonds, and
when the cake is baked cover 1t with
the icing and let dry in the mouth OF
the oven The almonds may brown
little if liked.
Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1880-07-30

The PARIS PoLICE.-The Project Of
Paris commands an army of nearly 30,
600 men and disposes of an annual
budget of 1000 francs. He il assisted
by the Chief of the Municipal Police
and force of nearly 5000, Including
80 peace officers, rs inspectors, 1OU
brigadiers, 700 sub-brigadiers ANA
7 900 policemen, and to them must be-
added an unknown number of detect
ives. The budget of the Municipal
Police amounts to IA 600. 900 francs;
that of the Central Administration to
/, 500 600, aud that of the Paris Com
mlssariat at 1 800, 900 francs.
Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1880-07-30
Tomato Catsup.

Take one bushel of firm ripe tomatoes
the Feejec Island, known by their pink
or purple color, and the " Trophy" are
the best and richest varieties for cat
sup and canning. Wipe them of nice
ly with damp cloth, cut out the cores
and put them in porcelain lined iron
kettle or genuine bell-metal one.
Place over the fire, and pour over them
about three pints of water, throw In
two large handfuls of peach leaves, with
ten or twelve onions or shallots cut
fire. Boil until the tomatoes ars done,
which will take about two hours; then
strain through coarse mesh sieve,
pour the liquid back again into the
boiling kettle and add hail IL gallon vi
good strong cider vinegar; have ready
Two ounces ground spice, two ounces
gro und black pepper, two ounces mus
tard (either ground or in the seed as
you prefer, one ource ground cloves,
two grated nutmegs, two pounds light
brown sugar, and one pint of salt; mix
these ingredients we'll together before
putting IN the boiler; then boil two
hours, stirring continually to prevent
burning. Ii you like your catsup
hot" add cayenne pepper to your
taste. When cool, fill your bottles
lreeded bottles are the incest, they can
6e procured at the house furnisher's,
and set will last some time; they look
better than ones of all sizes and styles)
Cork and seal with bottle.w wax 20 as to
exclude the air. Keep in cool dry
place for future use. The above re-
cipe is the one we prefer to all others
it has been used in our family for years.
It keeps we'll, aud has been pronounced
by competent judges superior to ali
others.