St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-03-18
SUNDAY SILHOUETTES.

SUNDAY SILHOUETTES.
An after midnight cable car is among
one of the pressing needs OF the city.
| 1t would be more metropolitan, you
know. And then it would be great &C
commOdation to large number OF be-
lated travellers. A car every hour after
midnight would be but little additional
expense to the cable company. The
cable is kept running all night, anyway,
and the pay of conductor and grip
man would be the only extra cost, while
the after midnight travel would more
than make it up.
The soul of HENRY BERGH, the apostle
of humanity, went out on the wings OF
the worst storm that ever visited New
York. 1t was while the city was buried
in snow and the blizzard howled through
the streets of the metropolis this gentle
friend of the animal kingdom passed to
his reward. In many respects HENRY
BERGH was crotchety man, but for all
that he will be missed from earth. The
poor dumb creatures never had as good
a friend, and it was through his indi-
vidual efforts men have been made more
merciful.
When Mr.. BERGH first begau his cru
SADIE in behalf of the voiceless sufferers
he was scOffed at by the thoughtleSS,
abuse were heaped upon him, but hav-
ing put his hand to the pillow he refused
to turn back. He kept straight ahead,
and it was by the whole-souled efforts
of this one man our American ciyillZa-
ton has been adorned by legal enact
ments in almost every state in the
Union enforcing the BERGH evangel,
and to-day his memory is a sweet IN
cenSe.
Persons who visited the Red Rock
camp meeting last summer will remem-
Der the fifteen-year-old daughter OF the
evangelist SAM JONES. From the FOL
lowing story it will be seen that Miss
ANNIE is a chip of the old block. She
has been attending college at Mlllers-
burg, KY, during the winter. Last
week there was revival meeting IN the
Methodist church at Millersburg, and
Miss JONES was in the habit OF attend
ing the evening services. One night the
pastor called on young theological
student by the name of SHoCKLY to
lead in prayer. The young man knelt
down within about six feet of where
Miss JONES sat and prayed that God
might convert her; that her father was
running all over the United States
preaching the gospel to dying sinners,
while his daughter was going to hell as
fast as her legs can carry her. Miss
JONES' black eyes flashed, and at the
conclusion of the service she arose and
announced that she wouldn't stay in a
town where ladies could be insulted in
that style. She kept her word, and left
the college next day:
BuddhiSts are lamenting the deStruc-
ton of the sacred Bo tree, under which
BUDDHA, according to Indian tradit on,
became ''The Enlightened One" The
tree was of the fig species, and was
blown down in a wind storm last
October. According to authentic rec
ords it was the oldest tree in the world,
and is known to have been growing
2.133 years ago. 1t was century and a
half old before the olives in the garden
of Gethsamane had sprouted. The
broken fragments of the old tree were
| Immediately cremated by the local
| priests and the ashes thrown into the
GangeS.
Strange to say, Buddhism is getting a
| foothold in this country. The The
| osophists, with headquarters in New
| York, who base their faith and teach
ings on the religion of the East, now
number 10000, and are organizing
branch societies in nearly all of the
| principal cities Of the United States.
One popular feature of the Buddhist re-
ligion is the very fine distinctions it
makes concerning the sin of intoxica-
| ton. To constitute the sin of drunken
ness there must be. first, intoxicating
liquors made from flour, bread or other
kind of food; secondly, actual intoXica-
ton $50 that all things turn around;'
| third, they must have been taken with
| and fourth, they must have been taken
| of free will. Buddhism is the religion
for the old tOpers.
| TO MY DAUGHTER.
| When first thy mother took thee to her
| heart,
Entwining thee in her white arms embrace,
And through her tears of Joy smiled on thy
And prayed the sovereign Lord to give thee
| grace,
And sweetest purity of soul impart,
| A ruby morn lit up the curtained room,
| Thy nut-brown eyes peeped forth in beauty's
The prayer was heard; God blessed thy path
oflife
From childhood's dawn till thou becam'st a
wife.
| Crowned with content, no shadow intervenes
| To cloud the brightness of domestic scenes.
| But she, the one most worthy or our love,
| Before the eve of age, was called above;
| And am fastening to our loved ones tomb.
| John Erskine in Woman.