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Daily globe., 1882-09-10
The Philosophy of Corners.

The root of the whole matter Is in the
sale of property by men who do not own
it. Persons who want thing have the
right to buy it, either on the spot or de-
hverable in the future. They have a.
right to buy all they can get, and if any
body pleases to sell what he does not
own a "corner" necessarily comes,
though the buyers may know nothing of
it. Whether they do or not, their right
to buy cannot be denied the question
is whether any man has o right to sell
what he does not own. It is true, the
customs of commerce are such that no
deceit or fraud is necessarily involved in
such a sale. But the root of the whole
matter is the question whether the Gus
toms of commerce ought to tolerate a
sale by one man of property which be-
longs to another man. And the ques-
ton for the Legislature is whether. with
ous prejudice to legitimate business,
people can be legally prevented from
selling what does not belong to them.
IF that is done "corners" can never
arise and speculation will be confined
within comparatively safe limits. But,
unless it is practicable and wise to pre-
vent sales of this precise character, it is
sheer folly to meddle with the Incidental
evils of speculation which flow from
them. Corners are simply inevitable If
people sell what does not belong to them.
All the other evils and pernicious con-
sequences of speculation in products are
utterly beyond the power of legislation
if the law permits a man to sell what
does not belong to him.-Neao York
Tribune.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
Maternal Affection.

The excavations among the ruins of
Pompeii continue to develop streets,
houses, temples, statues and human re-
mains. This city was destroyed by an
eruption of Vesuvius sevelty-nine years
after Christ. A shower of pummice
stones first fell, then ashes, and then
boiling water, which made a compact
mass, filing the streets. and at length
covering the entire spot where it stood.
Not long since woman and child, the
latter boy about 10 years of age, were
unearthed about ten feet above the pave
ment of a street. She is supposed to
have been the mother of the boy, who
is emaciated as from sickness, and made
an effort to escape with him through a
window of her house. Her hands grasp
the legs of the boy, and In the act She
and he were suffocated and buried be-
meath the Vesuvian mass of stones and
ashes. Jewels were found on her show
ing her to be above the ordinary class.
On the arm around the lad are two
bracelets, and on her hands two gold
rings, one set with an emerald, craven
with horn of plenty in honor of myth
illogical Ceres, and the other an ame.
thyst, on which is craven the head OF
the winged Mercury. The discovery ex-
hibits the maternal instinct strong in
death, for the hold upon the sick boy is
firm and motherlike. This is the most
beautiful and touching of all the discov-
cries of the once gay city of Pompeii.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
This is a Conductor.

Don't know what that is? Why that
is conductor on the Day Light and
Nice railroad, and he is model one.
too, perfect encyclopedia and a hard
worker. Let us follow him through and
see how it is done.
Listen! He is talking to one of his
chums. He is saying: "Those two girlies
are green 'uns, and here's CO.
See, the "green 'uns" have a box of
candy and the conductor is making their
acquaintance. He says that is nice
candy. Now the conductor has the
candy, and the "green 'uns" think they
have made "mash" on him.
Now he is telling that cross traveller.
who forgot to put on his linen duster.
that "the cinders that fly on this road
amt nothing to what they were on a
road out West. Why out there they
used to run snow-plow after each train
to clear the cinders off'n the track"
The cross man says, "mebbe that'so."
but he thinks it is an extravagant waste
of coal.
Now the conductor is talking to man
who must be a grain man, for he has
Just been trying to figure out how it is
that man can get "frozen out" in
June, "squeezed" on an "open DEAL"
and come out whole on "long August
at 81. IL per bushel, with wheat growing
SO fast that you can hear the joints 90
chck-click as they shoot out of the
ground. The conductor is telling him
that ''the reason we stopped just back a
short distance was because grain train
went through the night before and some
wheat that was spilled on the road-bed
grew so fast that the engineer could not
see his way through" he says that is
the case all over the country, and that
farmers are building additions to their
granaries, and confidently expect to
have to cut their wheat down with an
Ak.
Yes, the conductor has very happy
time. He is replete with old Jokes, and
carries his pockets full of matches to
exchange for cigars. This conductor is
an exception. He says he is always
supplied with cigars, but is obliged to
borrow match. He also likes music.
See, he has permitted "a leedle Deutch-
er band" to "spiel leedle" on the train.
The passengers, however, don't like it,
and would rather have railroad acci-
dent. Perhaps the manager Of the road
will be glad to know that he has brass
bands on his trains.
Hurrah for the conductor. Detroit
Free Press.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
Pioneer Christianity.

Early IN the history of Nebraska
there was spirit ofreligious intolerance
in the neighborhood Of Fremont that
made the warfare ofthe pioneer Christian
red hot combat at times.
The Germans of Fremont got q
preacher who could round up the SHINE,
in two different languages. He spoke
equally well in English or German, and
in order to evade deadly war among
the members of his fold, he used to be-
seech the people to flee from the wrath
to come alternately in English and
German.
At last, however, those who preferred
the German gospel thought they were
in the majority, and asked that the i'm
ported variety of salvation be used alto
gether.
This created feeling OH the part of
those who were paying their money for
q Yankee sermon bi-weekly, and for a
time Zion languished.
The following Sunday the sermon,
according to schedule, was to be deliv-
cred in English, but after singing "Jesus
Lover of My Soul" and offering O short
prayer, the pastor turned loose with an
earnest and fearful appeal in the Ger
man language, which about one half of
the congregation couldn't understand a
word of.
They sat there a few moments, till
they saw that the preacher had declared
himself in favor of the other side, and
then there was music by the entire
choir.
The congregation had prepared for an
emergency of this kind, and every man
had cottonwood club under his coat
tails. When the tocsin of war sounded
the destructive hoe handle and con-
cealed bed-slat came to the front.
It was about the first free-for-ali fight
in the West that ever opened with
prayer.
An old man who lived down the track,
and who was on probation, had his nose
nose shattered by blow from "Songs
of the Sanctuary" and school teacher
who had recently experienced change
Of heart, got clip under the ear with
the organ stool.
Finally the German element got the
bulge on the English speaking portion
of the congregation, and peace perched
upon their banner.
The vanquished Yankees went home
and after the wreck had been straight
ened out little, the house went into
executive session, and after that the man
who couldn't lead different life in the
German language, found it pretty lone
some attending divine worship in that
Sanctuary
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
The Sanguine Man.

The sanguine man lives in the future.
The pleasures of life are for him in the
hopeful tomorrow. He is controlled by
hope and imagination. He sees larger
area Of silver lining in the dark clouds
than other men do, and to him every
thing that glitters has some gold in It.
He is strong comfort to those who are
despondent and unsuccessful, and affords
them Jauch encouragement. Ali schemes
are feasible to him, and, no matter how
often his best-laid plans "gang aglee,"
still he is full of unhounded confidence
in the success of the next enterprise he
engages in. Times are always going to
be better with him. The sanguine man
Is usually very credulous, and is often
the victim Of the dishonest promoters of
some wildcat scheme, because he is
easily Influenced to believe in the prob
able success of it. He does not reason
from cause to effect, neither does he
tamper with logic, but allows bis feel
ings to take the place of his Judgment.
He counts all his chickens before the old
hen has laid the eggs. He is a very
cheerful cuss even in the presence Of
meeting of his creditors. He is sure
that the business will come out all right
somehow. When he has to wait for a
train that is reported four hours late he
is the most cheerful man at the depot.
He sits down on baggage truck and
soothes the savage breasts of his fellow
sufferers by prophesying that "she'n
catch up some Of her lost time and be
here directly"
The sanguine man is a useful member
OF society. He starts many enterprises
that other men more practical and calcu-
lating take an interest in and. complete
after he has failed on them. He. never
commits suicide, and he seldom dies a
millionaire. Altogether he is man
more to be esteemed thah disparaged.
We are glad that all over the world there
is fair sprinkling of sanguine men,
Teas Sf!ttings.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
The Oldest FrOntierSman.

Uncle Jim Baker, who lives on Snake
River, Wyoming Territory, has a his
tory not equaled by any living man.
Since the year 1888 he has roamed the
far West, always on the frontier. He
is widely and justly celebrated, and his
experience and exploits on the plains
and in the mountains will he vividly
recollected by the ''oldest inhabitants"
who were tender.feet in the country
when he was an apparently old man.
He is between 60 and 70 years OF age
now, and is in appearance the typical
Western man, although showing the
weight of years. His long curly hair,
which was once dark brown, is now
streaked with gray, while his heavy
moustache and goatee are almost white.
Six feet tall. he is straight as an arrow
and steps with the sprightliness Of a
young man.
When small boy Jim ran away from
home, and indentured himself to the
service of the American Fur Company.
He served his time out with them, and
thentwent to trapping beaver for him.
self He frequently made $40 a day.
He followed this avocation for eight
years and then took part in the Nor
mon war.
About this time Jim relates how the
men in his company got showed In, In
what is now the Gunnison country, and
over half the number died of starvation.
The mules were killed and eaten, but
Jim says they were so poor that there
was not flesh enough on one OF them to
make meal for one man. The rem
nants of the band finally got out of the
country into Utah.
After the war he spent a number OF
years in trapping. He then identified
himself with the Shoshones, and after a
few years became their chief, leading
them in many battles against the Black
feet, who were mortal enemies Of the
Shoshones. For three years he never
saw white man. One day he became
angry while in council with the sub
chiefs, and killed three of them out
right. He then found it too warm fol-
him, and he attempted to make his
escape out of the country. 1t is said by
Jim's friends that the tribe followed him
for 700 miles, and that in the fight he
killed scores of them, being wounded
several times himself. Since that time
he has never found it advisable to GO
back to them.
"Did you marry into the tribea" was
asked.
eyes, I always had squaw; some
times two or three" he said noncha
lantly.
Jim is badly used up owing to the
number of times he has been shot and
accidents that have occurred to him. A
portion of the right hand entirely gone.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
WHERE ARE THE FOOTSTEPS.

Where are thy footsteps was wont to hear,
., spring, in pauses of the blackbrd' IS songs:
hear them not the world has held mine ear
With its insistent sounds, too long, too long
The football and the sweeping robes.of spring
How once hailed them as life's full delight
Now, little moved, 1 hear the blackbird sing,
As blind men walked not at the sudden light.
Nay, not unmovedl But yester eve l stood
Beneath thee, throned, queened songstress in the
beech;
And for one moment heaven was that green wood,
And the old dreams were by, too deep for
speech.
One moment-it was passed; the gusty breeze
Brought laughter and rough voices from the
lane;
Night, like mist, closed round the darkening
trees,
And was with the world that mocks again.
so near is Eden. yet so far; it lies
No angel guarded gate, too far for sight,
We breathe, we touch it, yet our blinded eyes
Still seek it every way except the right.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
Heroic Treatment of a Snake Bite.

An idiot confined in the County Man.
ual Labor Poor House was bitten by a
rattlesnake on the forefnger of the left
hand, the fangs penetrating both sides
of the finger. About three minutes after
the bite was inflicted Mrs. Symington,
wife OF the Superintendent, split the fin.
ger on both sides with a razor, poured a
small quantity of powder into the wound
had set fire to it. she then applied am
monia, and also gave ammonia and
whisky inwardly until the man became
drunk. This was very brave act for a
lady to do, and it saved the poor mans
life. The next day the arm and hand
We're swollen to twice their natural size.
but IN few days the man was all right
again. The snake was killed and four
rattlas were taken off.-San antonio
(Ie1as) Express.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
The Only Child.

eff I had an only son" remarked
Brother Gardner, of the Lime Kiln Club,
eff I had an only son, and he growed
up as only sons am pretty sartin to do,
an he went off on Sunday-skule pic
mic an got drowned, should feel leetle
sorry an heap thankful. If I had an
only darter, an she growed up, as only
darters allus grow, an she run away wild
lightnin' rod man, an was left in de
po'-house, should feel sleetle Sorry,
but not bit surprised. De family wild
an only son or an only darter needs no
odder trouble. When you meet a man
who carries his cigars in his hind pocket
an goes off behind de BAN to take
chew of terbacker, sot him down fur
an only son. When you meet man
who fiusters an brags an seeks to lord
it ober odder people you have foun' an
only son. When you meet man who
thinks de world was made fur him alone
you have met an only son. De only son
am de man who takes up two seats in de
kyars-who crowds de chil'en at festi-
val-who eats hisself sick when he paws
two shillings fur all he can eat. I doan'
say dat he am to blame, but I do say
dat de world feels relieved when he goes
to his grave. Once in lifetime you
may hear of an only son who hasn't
turned de family out of doahs nor had
all de nayburs fur mile aroun' shoot at
HIM an offer to buy him tombstone,
but be keerful how you believe it.
"When you meet woman who puts
you In mind of selfshness out for an
airin', sot her down as an only darter.
When you fin woman who expects de
kyar to stop in de middle of block
when you meet a woman whose husband
am allus ready to dodge, sot her down
fur an only darter. De only darter
grows up to whine an complain an
tyrannize an make de world mo- wretch
ed fur people wretched huff befo'. De
odder day I was called upon to go over
to naybur's an box de years of an only
darter whose poo ole mudder lay on a
bed of sickness, an I raus' say dat
kinder enjoyed it. Dat same eveHin' I
was called upon to visit anoder naybur
whose only son wanted to sell de family
cook stove to buy him yaller dog an a
single-barreled shotgun. had short
struggle wild de young man, an he won t
be out of bed fur week to come.
"My experience is dat family which
de Lawd has forsaken arter sendin' one
chile has woe an sorrow in der
household. Selfshness takes root oar
an grows amazin' fast. Wickedness
creeps in dar' an nebber lets go. De
smallpox kin be stamped out-de yaller
fever mus give way to frost-de cholera
only settles down heah an dar', but de
only chile am allus wild us. He or she
meets us ebery day-walks wild us frew
hfe-brings upon us de larger sheer OF
our miseries. Pity de fadder wild an on
ly son-thrice pity de mudder wild an
only darter."
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
Boy Inventors.

some OF the most important inventions
haye been the work of boys. The in
Tentlon OF the valve motion to the steam
engine was made by mere boy. New
comes engine was in very incomplete
condition from the fact that there was
no way to open or close the valves except
by means of levers operated by the hand.
He set up large engine at one of the
mines, and boy, Humphrey Potter, was
hlred to work these valve-levers. Al
thoug b this was not hard work yet it re-
qulred his constant attention. AS he
was working the levers he saw that parts
OF the engine moved in the right direc-
ton, and at the same time he had to
open or close the valves. He procured
strong cord and made one end fast to
the proper part of the engine, and the
other end to the valve lever, and the boy
then had the satisfaction of seeing the
engine move with perfect regularity of
motion. A short time after the foreman
came around and saw the boy playing
marbles at the door. Looking at the
engine he saw the ingenuity of the boy,
and also the advantage of so great an in
vention. The idea suggested by the
boys inventive genius was put in prac-
tlcal form and made the steam engine an
automatic working machine.
The power-loom is the invention of a
farmers boy who had never seen or
heard of such thing. He whitfield one
out with his jack-knife, and, when he had
got it all done, he with great enthusiasm
showed it to his father, who at once
kicked it ali to pieces, saying he would
have no boy ab.ut him who would spend
his time on such foolish things. The
boy was sent to blacksmith to learn a
trade, and his master took lively interest
IL him. He made loom of what was
left of the one his father had broken up
and showed it to his master. The black
smith saw he had no common boy as an
apprentice, and that the invention was
valuable one. He had a loom con-
structed under the supervision of the
boy. 1t worked to their perfect satisfac-
ton, and the blacksmith furnished the
means to manufacture the looms, and
the boy received half the profits. In
about year the blacksmith wrote to the
boys father that he should bring with
him wealthy gentleman who was the
inventor of the celebrated power-loom.
You may be able to judge of the aston
lshment at the old home when his son
was presented to him as the inventor.
who told him that the loom was the
same as the model that he had kicked to
pieces but year ago.-IV Western TRADE.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
A Mormon Town.

The following is description Of one
Utah town, but it is said it viii apply to
many of them: Everything is Nor
mon. The biggest shop is the coop
erative store; the biggest place OF wor-
ship the Tabernacle the biggest man
the President OF the Stake. Everybody
that meets Brothers or Sisters each
other in the streets, and after nightfall
the only man abroad is the police force,
who. as a rule, retires very early himself,
as his neighbors complain that his pacing
the sidewalks disturbs their rest. Even
the dogs are too well regulated to go
about howling at moons"
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
ssThree BY TMO.n

Wordsworth's weak side, as O. poet,
was his great difficulty in perceiving
when he had and when he had not sue
ceeded in fusing the language which he
used with the fire of his own meditative
passion. Sometimes III the midst of
passage Of the truest rapture he will de-
scend suddenly upon little bit of dry
hard fact, and not be aware that the
fact remains like an irregular, unlovely
stone pressing down group Of flowers,
a monument of the sudden failure of the
power of his emotion over his language.
Thus, in the lovely lines, 'EShe was 4
phantom of delight, the reader is sud-
denly oppressed by being told that the
poet at last sees, with eye serene, the
very pulse of the machine,"-as If u
phantom OF delight could possibly have
been machine, or even like wax-work
figure, contain one. There is the same
fault in one of the finest Of the original
Lyrical Ballads, THE one called ''The
Thorn" Of which Mrs. Oiiphant, by the
way, who does not seem to have written
with copy Of the 'sLyrical Ballads" be-
fore her, makes no mention, but which
Lord Jeffrey epitomized, if We remem-
Der rightly, as describing how woman
in red cloak went up to the top of II
hill and said, "Oh. misery!" and then
came down again. The greater part of
the ballad, Lord jeffrey ''to the contrary
in anywise notwithstanding, as the law
yers say, is penetrated through and
through by the most genuine imagina-
tive passion; but when, in the form in
which the poem originally appeared,
Wordsworth specified the dimensions of
the little muddy pool by the infants
grave
I've measured it from side to side;
'Ts three feet long and two feet wide,"
he suddenly precipitated, as it were,
into the midst of his poem little de-
posit of ugly clay, which made his read
ers change the sob which the finer rarts
of the ballad excited, into hysterical
giggle. Wordsworth 8 weakness -espec-
tally in the earlier part of his career as a
poet-was this, that he never knew how
far his imagination had transmitted, OF
had failed to transmute, the tough clay
of rude circumstance into the material
Of plastic art. He was not awakened
from his dream by such descent as we
have just quoted, and he did not know
that his readers, who did not fully enter
into his ecstacy, and probably did see,
what Wordsworth could not see, the
ludicrous contrasts and inequalities OF
his mood, would be awakned from the I
dream by these shocks.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
TRIP LIGHTLY.

Trip lightly over trouble,
Trip lightly over wrong,
We only make gr.ef double
By dwell ing on it long.
Why clasp woes hand so tightly7
Why sigh o'er blossoms dead?
Why cling TO forms unsightly?
Why not seek joy instead?
Trip lightly over sorrow,
Though ali the days be dark.
The sun may shine tomorrow,
And gayly sing the lark:
Fair hope has not departed.
Though roses may have fed:
Inen never be doVn-hearted.
But lock for joy instead.
Trip lightly over sadness,
Stand not to rail at doom.
We've pearls to string of gladness
On this side of the tomb.
Whilst stars are nightly shining,
And heaven is overhead,
Encourage not repining,
But look for Joy instead.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
WAITING.

Serene fold my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind, or tide or sea:
rave no more 'gainst time or fate,
For loi my own shall come to me-
stay my haste, make delays,
For what avails this eager pace?
/ stand amid the eternal ways,
And what is mine shall know nv face.
Asleep, awake, by night or day,
The friends seek are seeking me:
No wind can drive my bark astray,
Nor change the tide of destiny.
What matter If stand alone?
wait with joy the coming years;
My heart shall reap where it has sown,
And garner up its fruit of tears.
The waters know their own and draw
The brook that springs in yonder height !;
SO flow the good with equal law
Unto the soul of pure delight.
The stars come nightly to the sky,
The tidal wave unto the sea
Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high,
Can keep my own away from me.
John burroughs.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10

The man who never failed is myth.
Such an one never lived, and is never
likely to. ALI success is series of eff
forts, IN which, when closely viewed,
are seen more or less failures. The
mountain is apt to overthrow the hill;
but a hill is reality, nevertheless. IF
you fail now and then, don't be dis
couraged. Bear in mind it is only the
part and experience of every successful
mau, and the most successful men often
have the most failures.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10
Snake Poison.

The venom of serpents is said not to
differ chemically from human saliva,
however powerful are its effects. Am
monia, long thought to be its antidote,
does not render it innocuous. The
poison when mixed with ammonia kills
precisely as though it was pure, and
good old rum still holds its grip as the
only thing that can head off the work of
nake.-BostOn Post.
Daily globe., 1882-09-10

TENNESSEE has 100000 acres un-
improved Land, most of which is covered
With fine timber,