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Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1882-03-21
FIRST PNNTL


Brett. WIN. H.. Paris.
Chase Alden. Woo l-iock, foreman.
Crockett, Wm o.. Hartford.
Edwards, sidney H., ONtoul.
furutr, David T., Bucku-!d.
Yield. hairless W. sumner.
Giving. \. T. Hebron.
Journey, David, Norway
Hobbs. l. - Norway.
himbsll. 4 NJ. Bethel
Miit.tt. y W, Norway
Rowe, Frederick, oxford.
SECOND PANEL.
Babb. Alpheu~. Perm.
Brown. James VI, Hanover.
Couant. Albert H.. Canton.
chapman. william, Porter
DLu,in, tU~tin. Hmm.
ti-k, a. NJ. Waterfront
Frost. btttirl Co.. KuWiord.
kimbIlI, NiUsii u Bgmiord.
>tuburn. Lewis \ Bethel.
Spauiding. WIN. +. EuckHell.
>jyutus, : J., Paris.
Jhaycr, Alex. :, Paris, foreman.
SUPERNUMEBABIES.
Talbot John > , Aulpvrr.
TowIr. John !. st., DiNtrid.
walker, William g.. trycburg
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1882-03-21

REMAINS VI JOhN L. >NASEi'
NIy 10 Please your Honor:
II is with feelings OF sadness that rise
to express briefly my estimate of the life
and character OF our brother in the reiiec-
ton that he has gone out from among US
where he stood for so many years in the
front rank st this Bar, to return no more.
Yet esteem II a privilege, as well as a
duty, that by invitation am permitted to
testify in his absence, In this public and
appropriate manner, of those estimable and
prominent traits Of character which alone
are the truest evidence and guaranty of
manly worth, and the only elements OF an
enduring influence. An influence OF the
man, though departing, leaves its impress
not only on the memory but upon the lives
and characters OF Us all, who have come
within its circle. Such an influence, thus
helpful must come TO all who have been
associated with our brother during his
active, professional life at the Bar, as well
as those who have been more intimately
and constantly with him in social life. l
would not utter any vain words on this
Impressive DECISION. would not ascribe
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18
Bomhardmant of the Earth.

otis lucky for us that the earth has
such good bomb-proof on the skyward
side,'' said the astronomer as he stood
on the roof, watching the meteors.
''Why?" asked the reporter, through
the scuttle-hole.
you'd have seen if you had been up
here with me for the last hour. Whv,
the earth has been undergoing regu-
lar bombardment. It's not over vet.
Look at that fellow, how he skins.
You would call it shooting-star. Well.
there's as much reason for calling it a
celestial shell. That meteoroid was
moving twenty or thirty miles second;
yet it could not get through the bomb
proof that protects the EARTH
where's the bomb-proof?''
''Why, right under your nose; it's the
atmosphere. When the meteoroids
strike the air, the heat produced bv
their tremendous velocity runs up a
million degrees a second, and in a
twinkle they are changed to vapor. II
they could get through the atmosphere,
no man could tell at what instant he
might be struck down by shot from
the sky, for meteoroids are plunging in
to the atmosphere millions day for the
whole earth. The soft air is to most of
them as impenetrable as wall of steel.
Some are able to penetrate to the earth,
but they are few. When meteoroid
strikes the. earth, it Is called an aerolite.
No good museum Of mineraloqYis with.
out one or more specimens !,
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18
In a Railway Carriage.

A lady and a gentleman, the former
accompanied by her faithful lapdog, are
alone in railway carriage: the little
darling being scented with musk until
he was sight to behold-or, to speak
more accurately, a perfume to inhale.
Pardon me, madam says the gen.
tleman, ''but the odor of musk is disa-
greeable to me. Would you have any
objection to my lighting a cigar?"
She has very great objection, but
the French being the politest nation in
the world, he lights his cigar.
A few minutes later he drops into
doze, and the lady gently takes posses
sion of the cigar and drops it out of the
window.
The action arouses the gentleman. but
he discreetly says nothing; and when
the lady in her turn goes to sleep, he
gently but firmly grasps the dog and
drops him out of the window.
When she awakens and misses her
pet she is greatly excited, and asks the
gentleman what he has done with her
poor little doggie-where, and o, where
can he be?
MADAM says the gentleman, DO.
litely, 'that dog seemed very intelli-
gent little animal, and you doubtless had
trained him to fetch and carry. Maybe
he saw you throw my cigar out of the
window, and thought you wanted him
to bring it back"
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18
Luxury in New York.

The luxury and perfection of detail
in New York dwellings is passing into a
proverb. Nowhere in the world, prob
ably, is SO much time and money ex-
pended upon the furnishing and orna-
menting of the homes of the rich as in
this city. The draping of curtains has
become a distinct branch of art, and
every decorator and upholsterer has one
or more employees whose sole business it
is to arrange in graceful folds the drape-
ries, which are now indispensable, at
doors, windows, and fireplace, Even
the banisters must now be stuffed and
tufted and draped on either side with
heavy fringe. Ceilings are frescoed and
painted in the studios of distinguished
artists, and then transferred to the
houses that they are to embellish.
Hundreds of women are employed, at
an expense of thousands of dollars,
upon embroidery and art needlework
which are to adorn the sumptuous pal
aces in which our rich men live. Paint
ings, statuary, carvings in stone and
wood, the richest fabrics of French and
Indian looms, indeed, all that is rare
and beautiful in nature and art, are
brought to bear upon the decoration of
these republican palaces. Even the
stables in which the horses, coachmen
and grooms are to be housed are far
more luxurious than the simple homes,
in which the fathers of our race passed
their lives. The newly-tinished stables
of Cornelius Vanderbilt in Fifty-eight
street far Outshine those of the Roman
Emperor whose sumptuous appoint
ments have become matter of history.
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18
Marks RETURN,

A real Old-faShlOned Christmas, in q
teal old farmhouse; snow covered the
fields and fences outside with a mantle
not whittier or more spotless than the
cloth spread over Farmer Hurst's ia
bic, loaded with all good things for the
entertainment of relatives and friends
that usually spent Christmas Day be-
meath his hospitable roof.
1--WE know where the best dinner is to
be had," exclaimed Nellie Maxwell, Mr..
Hurst's niece, with charming little
laugh, as she kissed Aunt James cheek.
':And we're sure to meet everybody
we love-" put in plump little Jennie
Wiseman.
"Not quite everybody" sighed Aunt
Jane.
':No," said Nellie, quickly; .'and
wanted to ask you if uncle is still hard
and unforgiving?''
Eyes, not the least sign of change; he
has forbidden us all to speak Marks
name in his presence. Oh, my boy! my
absent boy!' moaned the mother bury
ing her face in her gingham'apron.
"But how can we pass over Christ
mas without Mark? am not afraid of
Uncle Luke, and mean to ask him.
Don't Nellie! Oh, please don't make
the attempt! 1t will only cause
Storm
But Nellie Maxwell shut her red lips
firmly, and with the soft flush in her
cheeks deepening, and the beautiful
light in her eyes growing brighter, she
sought her uncle.
''Uncle Luke, have something to
ask you"
Eyes, my DEAR and he looked at her
with kindly smile.
1--WE want you to forgive Mark
Brave as Nellie imagined herself to
be, she was hardly prepared for the an
cry flash in the farmers eyes, or the
cruel things he said.
Chow dare you speak his name in my
oresence?'' he Numbered.
''Oh, uncle dear uncle, must speak
his name. Though you drove him
from home, you cannot Danish his men,
DRY from our hearts---not even from
your own, hard as you try to make us
believe it,
go to the house child, and trouble
me no longer. I never forgive and
Uncle Luke stalked grandly away, while
Nellie, with tiny wrinkle between her
eyes, returned to the house.
II knew it would be no use," said
Aunt Jane, sadly, when informed of
what had passed.
''But what did Mark do that was SO
dreadful" pleaded someone that was
not informed of the family trouble
'.He wanted to 90 to.New York. ex-
planned Mrs. Hurst, ''and seek his for
tune there, while his fathers wish was
that he should succeed him in the farm
here. That is all; but they quarreled,
and he went away in anger when his IA
ther ordered him from his sight. It's
nearly year ago and home has never
been home since to me, and don't be-
ieve it has to father, if he would ac-
knowledge the truth. We never heard
from Mark afterwards
But preparations went on for the
grand dinner, and when all was in read
mess, the table fairly groaned under its
load of good things.
When all were seated, before word
of the grace could be offered, or q
mouthful of the dainties tasted, Nellie
her sweet face trifle paler than usual
arose, and in voice that trembled 4
little, said: +
Uncle Luke, we have all entered ill.,
to little compact. Our good dinner i.
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18
WHOLE NUMBER 2l0
Indian Wives.

Among the Northwestern tribes Of In
dians innocence is marked among tha
girls as their color. The impression
that the red maiden does not entertain
high standard of morality is an error,
for she is taught as other girls are, aa1
grows up with we'll developed ideas of
the responsibilities of life and a firm res
olution to discharge them. Educatedin
the faith that she was ordained to work,
she trains herself to undergo hard labor,
and at sixteen years of age is sturdy
and strong, brave against fatigue, anda
perfect housewife.
She may not possess New England
notions of cleanliness, but she takes not
little pride in her personal appear
ance, and in the arrangement of her
lodge she displays some crude ideas of
taste and certain amount of neatness.
If she marrys white man she makes
him good wife as long as she lives
with him. His home is her sole COM
fort, and his comfort her ambition. She
thinks of him and for him, and makes
it her study to please him and make
him respect and love her. She recog-
nizes in him one of a superior race, and
by her dignity and devotion endears
herself to him and struggles to make
him happy.
At the agencies of the upper frontier
thousands of men are employed, and it
is not an exaggeration to say that the
majority of them have Indian wives and
live happily. They are not sought af-
ter by the maidens, for the Indian girls
custom is to remain quiet until the mar
rage contract is made and the marriage
portion paid over. The husband must
have the dowry, with which he must in
vest his projected mother-in-law before
the ceremony takes place. The process
is a little out of the usual run, and de-
scription may be of interest.
The aspiring bridegroom must be
well known in the tribe before he can
hope to win wife. Her people want
to thoroughly understand him and know
if he can support not only her, but also
her relatives in the event of a pinch.
He must be kind-hearted man, with
temper warranted to keep in any domes-
tic climate, and he must have a good
lodge, and at least half dozen horses.
If he be, and have all these, he can
a-wooing 60. Selecting the lady, he
makes application to her mother, and at
a council the price is fixed upon.
If the girl be especially. pretty, her
mother will demand gun, two horses,
and lot of provisions, blankets and
cloth. A gun is valued at fifty dollars,
a horse at twenty dollars, and he must
furnish material to bring the amount up
to from one hundred to one hundred and
fifty dollars. Then he tries to beat the
dame down, and if he succeeds, he
knows there is some reason for letting
the girl 60; if not, he understands that
he is making good choice. The court
ship is left entirely to the mother.-St.
Louis Globe Democrat.
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18
The Golden Wedding.

Wake up, wife!-the black cloak of night be-
And FAR in the East the morning his kitchen
And he is heating red-hot his stove Of iron
grey,
And stars are winking and blinking before
Mind you what was dom, just fifty years
Brushin' my Sunday raiment and putin my
best looks ON.
clothin' myself in courage so none my fright
An my coward heart within, the while, was
pounding to get free.
Ten mile wood an bramble, an three mile field
In the cold smile of morning walked to mar
No horse had l but my wishes-no pilot but q
But my bcyish heart it fancied it heard you
from afar. te$
So through the woods hurried, an through
A. u, the grass ;sss an dew t,,,,, mo whole,
journey through,
Things ne'er before nor after do so man re-
joice,
As on the day he marries the woman Of his
choice.
And then our country wedding-brimfur O.
grief an glee.
With every one a-pettin'-au' jokin' you an
me;
sometimes has done
When clouds have chased each other across the
Summer sun.
There was your good old father, dressed up in
weddin' shape.
With all the homespun flnery that he could
And your dear-hearted mother, the sunlight of
shone through the showers of tear-drops that
stormed her face the while;
Also your sisters an brothers, who hardly
seemed to know
How they could scare up courage to let their
An cousins AZ an school-house comrades, dressed
up in meetin' trim,
With one of them sulkin' because it wasn't
him:
An there was the good old parson, bis neck
all dressed In white.
A bunch O. texts in his left eye, ahymn-book in
An the parsons virgin daughter, plain and
Who hoped We should be happy, but wasn't ex-
actly sure:
And there was the victuals, seasoned with kind
regards an love,
And holly Go wreaths with breastpins of rubies'
An there was my heart a-wanderin' as how
such things could be,
An there was the world before US, an there
Wake up, wife! that gold bird, the sun, has
And on the tree-top perches to take bis daily
fight.
He is not old and feeble, an he will sail away.
As he has done SO often since fifty years to-
day.
You know there's company coming
daughters an our sons;
There's John, and james, and Lucy, an all
their little ones; .
And Jennie, she will be here, who in her grave
doth lie
provided company ever can come from out
the sky;
And Sam-I am not certain as he will come,
OrnOt;
lucy i Ia: 40 " ''''N '"'' ''' " ''e'' u 'ne
Before a sons dishonor, fathers love stands
dumb;
But still, somehow OF other, hope that Sam
will come.
The tree bends down its branches to its chill.
dren from above
The son is lord of the father, and rules him
with his love;
And he will e'er be longed for, though far they
be apart,
For the drop of blood he carries, that came
from the fathers heart.
Wake you, wife! the loud sun has reused the
And she has dressed Ss herself up in red and yell
She has dressed herself for us, wife-for our
weddin' day once more
And my soul to-day Is younger than ever it
was before.
From "Farm Festivals" a volume of new
poems by Will Carlton, to be published soon
by Harper & Bro.)
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18

ready, but we cannot partake OF 1t While
one we all love cannot share it, and ~
mains unforgiven. You need not loox
black; anger will avail you nothing, for
unless you forgive your absent son, We
will not eat one mouthful of this repas',
nor give forth one prayer of thanks.
We, who love Mark and love you, de-
clare this.''
Mr.. Hurst was thunderstruck; he
looked around with flashing eyes upon
his nieces and nephews, aunts and cous-
ms. He saw his wife's pale, fearful
face, her heaving breast and clasped
hands. Every face at that table looked
grave and determined. Somewhere
back in the distant past Of another
Christmas Day he heard merry voice
say: "Let me carve the beef; father
must not do it ALL" Strange he should
hear the words so plainly. Where,
alas! was that strong young voice-that
merry laugh? His handsome, spirited
boy. Forgive him! why, he had forgiv-
en- him long ago, only he was too proud
to acknowledg &c it.
Again he glanced over the table, All
were silent, their eyes upon their plates;
unflinching eyes, as they met his own,
broug hit to his obtuse heart memory
of other days.
Once more he glanced at his wife
how pale; and wan she looked! Poor
mother! grieving for her boy, and
She would grieve no more. Slowly,
as if casting aside a heavy weight, he
arose, and in q husky voice offered fer
vent thanks for the bountiful repast,
and the kindness of those who had
shown him his sinful anger; then added
at its close, q prayer for the absent son,
whose return he hoped might be soon.
When he sat down, there was not 3
dry eye at the table. But, while they
yet fingered at his side, a voice outside
rang out sharp and clear. The door
flew open with bang and Mark Hurst
stood before them, taller, ruddier, hand
somer than of old.
christmas wasn't Christmas any
place else than home! Father, you'll
forgive me, won't you? There, mother,
don't cry, please"
And Mark found himself surrounded
by host of friends, all eager for q
clasp of his hand.
1T is who should ask forgiveness,
rather" said his father. Il drove you
away
mo, no! it was all for the best.
was growing headstrong and spoiled
with your patience, and mothers pet
ting. went out and found the world
handled fellow little differently; but
I've made my way; found work to do,
and good friends, though none SO dear
as those left.''
Il knew it," murmured Aunt Jane
II knew my boy was brave and true. :"
'.Like his father,'' laughed Mark,
with a roguish look at the happy, proud
old man.
Later, when the evening games be-
gan, Mark drew Nellie away from the
merrymakers, and whispered:
could you manage to exist on a
thousand dollars a-year?-because it's
hard on fellow to have no home
and-'
But the happy, tender light in Nellie s
| eyes was answer enough, and, as he
kissed her red lips, he whispered CRATE
fully:
'The happiest Christmas of my lifer
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18
The Longest Speech.

The longest speech on record is be-
lieved to have been made by DR.. De
Cosmos in the legislature of British Co.
lumbia, when a measure was pending
which would take from great many
settlers their land. De Cosmos was in a
hopeless minority. The job had been
held back till the close of the session,
and unless legislation was taken before
noon of given day the act would fail.
The day before, De Cosmos got the
floor at 10 a. M, and began to speak
against the bill.
Its friends cared little, for they sup
posed that by one or two o'clock he
would be through, and the bill put on
its passage. One o'clock came and he
was still speaking. Two o'clock-he
was saying '.in the second place."
Three o'clock-he produced fearful
bundle of papers, and insisted on read
ing them.
The majority began to have suspic-
ions-he was going to speak till the
next noon, and kill the bill. For a
while they became merry over it; but as
it came on to dusk they got alarmed.
They tried Interruptions, but soon aban-
doned them, because each one afforded
him a chance to digress and to rest.
They tried to shut him down, but that
gave him breathing space, and finally
they settled down to watch the combat
between strength of will and weakness
of body. They gave him no mercy.
No adjournment for dinner: no chance
to do more than to wet his lips with
water; no wandering from the subject;
no sitting down. Members slipped out
to eat in relays, and returned to sleep,
but De Cosmos went on. The speaker
was alternately doing and trying to
look wide-awake. Day dawned, and
the majority slipped out in squads to
wash and breakfast, and De Cosmos
kept on. It can't be said it was very
logical, eloquent, or sustained speech.
There were repetitions and dgressions.
But still he kept on until noon came to
a baff1ed majority. livid with rage and
impotence; and a single man was tri-
umphant, though his voice had sunk to
a husky whisper, his bloodshot eyes
were almost shut, his legs tottered, and
his baked lips were cracked and bloody.
He had spoken twenty-six hours, and
saved the settlers their lands.
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18
Truthful Fritz.

''Do you have any fast horses in Ger
manyP' asked Gus De Smith of an old
Austin German, who is known as
Truthful Fritz on account of his
sincerity and hatred of everything sem
sational. "Does We have fast horses in
Shermany?'' he replied; Il should
shoost schmile. Won day Baron Won
Kubshwappel, good friend by me,
dakes me out in his horse and PIGGY.
After we rides apout an hour, I says,
What for you drives so much in this
cemetery?' He says, Dem vas mile
stones but We goes so fast de milestones
make it look shoost like We vas in Won
big graveyard And now you wants to
know If We has fast horses in Shermanyy'
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18
Rev: Plato johnson on Darwin.

Last Sunday morning, in sermon on
the origin of man, the said: '.Brud-
dern de drouble wild some folks is dat
dere brains is too~large. I don't tend
to be pussonal, an has no reference
whatever to any man in dis 'sembly;
but dere is people in this worl' who has
preston dat dey oughter have created
de Lord, an dat it was a act of con-
descenshun on dere parts dat they
lowed de Lord to create dem at all: an
dey's ben sorry ebber sense dat dey
didn't assert dere rights on de fust day
an hab a han in maxim tings. Now
dere's Mr.. Darwin, man who has been
maxim big fuss bout de way de Lord
put tings togedder, and beleebs de whole
of creation is wrong jist cos he was MT
suited. I wish de Lord would glib
sech men'as him bout a couple oh acres
OBJ de 'riginal chaos, an see what kind
oh fist dey would make oh it. guess
dat arter while dey would all move off
dere own plantation an try to rent a
house on de land whar de Lord was
runnin' de machine.
''Dis Darwin says dat a man is de
gran'son oh monkey, and dat the
Bible amt got the truff OBJ de matter at
all. You'se all the chillen of balloons,
my belubbed. Wat you tink oh dat? How
you like your ancestOrsp In de begin
MIN every one oh you had a long tail
dat was long fore you wore trousers
an some oh you got your tails
twisted of, an some oh you was 'shamed
oh 'em, an rubbed 'em off against de
trees; an at lass de tails got so disguised
dat dey refused to grow. OATS what
you are, an dat's whar you cum from.
Now, den, my idea is dat cherry man
oughters speak for himself on dis sub
jec'. Eff Mr.. Darwin was born up in a
tree while his mother was stealin' CO.
coanuts, it don't follow that my mudder
was up anoder tree dom the same ting.
Darwin is dead shore dat his ancestors
were apes, an he oughter know. I
amt goin' to contradict it. Ebbery man
must look after his own family. As for
me, Use Bible Christian, an was
made out OBJ de dust, an don't take no
stock in the monkeys. can look any
oh 'em in de face widout q blush for nv
family, an say, Go long bout your
business, you ole eater oh peanuts, you
amt no fust cousin oh miner can
stan in front of whole cage oh desc
funny little felers, an don't feel no
family sympathy stirrin' in my heart.
De fust chapter oh Genesis am good
huff for me, belubbed. Pass de box.
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18

When a Texas couple stood up to be
married, the minister saw the handle of
q pistol protruding from the BRIDE
groom's pocket, and suggested that, out
of respect to the solemn ceremony, it be
laid aside. The advice was Needed.
when the bride demurely drew dag
ger from her bosom and tossed it be-
aide the other weapon.
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18
er, holder for the teapot, or set of

er, holder for the teapot, or set of
busters.
Father may like pen-wiper, foot
rest, or a slipper-case. Brother Jack,
cigar-case, pencil-holder or paper
rack.
Let your gifts possess individuality
and originality, as far as possible, that
they may be precious to the recipient;
and if they are the result of labor,
thought and self-sacrifice, they will be
doubly dear.-Florence Il. HalloweU IN
Golden DQus.
New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1882-01-18

"A well .papered' house, says an ex-
change, produces thunders Of an
planse and a lightning Of receipts