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The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1890-03-22
THE EUROPEAN STRUGGLE.

simultaneously with the opening of
the Emperor Williams international
labor conference at Berlin, to which
England has sent repres natives,
comes the announcement of the open
ing of one OF the greatest mining
strikes on record in England. The
coincidence indicates at least that the
English mine laborer has no faith in
the outcome of the international con-
fab and does not care enough about ii
TO wait for the conclusion Of its DELHI
erations. There are at least a quar-
ter OF million of mines involved in
the strike and they claim to have
money enough ahead to be able to re-
main idle month. Meantime a stop
page Of the supply Of coal for week
will cause a most serioas arrangement
of industries and shut down scores of
factories. In addition to the pressure
this alone will bring upon the mine
owners, many of the larger factories
cannot afford to shut down at any
cost, and as Belgium and Germany
The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1890-03-22
WEDNESDAY.

Judge Bennett, of the Rock county,
Wis, Circuit Court, some time ago de-
clded that the reading OF the Bible In
the public schools was sectarian and
consequently unconstitutional, and
yesterday the Supreme Court of the
state, In an opinion, sustain Judge
Bennett, holding. that merely reading
the Bible In schools Is instruction
within the limits Of the Constitution
and. consequently unconstitutional I;
The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1890-03-22

perfectly qualified to take the posi-
tions to which they have been elected,
and it Is with no feelings Of this kind
that the FREE TRADER expresses re-
gret that Mrs. Reedy has been re-
moved
The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-01-23

suffering the wrong you have suffered
kills, in moment of mad anguish, the
man who stole his happiness and
robbed him of his wife's honor. But,
before you commit this rash act, ask
yourself if you have any grounds to
even suspect me? None, except that
/ am stranger, and happened to meet
your wife when she was young and
innocent girl. And, as I heard her
speak of you yesterday, and as [ saw
her face beam with a happiness which
could not have been feigned while tell
ing me of how much she loved you, I
believe there lis some terrible mistake
here-that your wife has either played
some joke on you, or that this letter
was not meant"
stop, stranger! [ believe We air
inherent; but eff yer try ter preach
ter me erbout her, I shall curse her
purity face Oh, fool, that / ever
brought her ter SIGH lonely place as
this. But IA.thought she meant it
when she said she'd be happy any
whares with me. God curse Their day
tibet [ ever thought she could be happy
here. wuz SO happy thought of
none but myself. I see now she hain't
been Their same since I got her them
NEW dresses, an the books of city ways
am styles, an tibet fine lookin glass
thur. An ther little gal has changed
since ther papers I 'scribed fur came
all filled up with love, an grand ways
o. Twin, an plenty O company fur
young wives. She war all alone.
/ know | oughten ter expected shed
like it, an it newer Oughter come tween
us, me bringin' her here. It's awful
Rough, stranger, but I guess I'm ter
blame. My God she mighter stayed
ONE day longer, an Civ me warnin', SO
Is could er drunk an enough O. Their
ma1sie O her voice ter las me, am so s
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I hev. Go, quick, befo' I furget


She glanced at the note, recovered
her spirits In a moment, and then burst
into peal of the merriest laughter I
ever heard laughter in which real
mirth was mixed with the melody of
happy heart suddenly relieved of a
great burden. Then, before he could
recover from the stupor into which
this threw him, she ran up the steps,
grabbed his face in both her hands,
looked into his honest eyes a moment,
and then kissed him repeatedly, laugh
ing and crying, and exclaiming:
You sweetest of husbands, and did
this little note make you jealous?
And did you have that gun to kill me
on sight, or the man whom you thought
had gone with?"
She explained the note was one she
had penned as the beginning of little
story she was going to write for an
Eastern paper, and which Sac -, not
intend Hank to see until SIC read it to
him in the paper. She had written
several stories, ands had been paid for
them, and was going to use his name
IN this one, and then read it to him,
and tell him the secret
1t was merry household that night,
and [ never was treated so, royalty in
my life. Hank took me out INTO the
"horse lot" after dinner, and saw that
no one else was near, and then said:
"Mr. Mcpherson, hope yer will not
hint ter Jinny whut er blamed fool /
made O myself over thet fool thing. By
jings, trimble when I think how near
come ter shootin' yer. / hev told
mother ter never breeth er word O.
whut carryin's on we had fore jimmy
come back. 1t has larned me er lesson
"a bitter one, too. I'll never be jeal-
Gus O. my wife ergain. I think
jealous man is Their bigges' fool on
earth. [ said this onct befo', when l
saw er play erbout tibet Teller, 'Thello
an Desdymony, but never knew whut
it meant till now. A man whut is
jealous ov a wife whut is lovin' an
gentle an bright to him ut home is
villain; that's whut [ think. An I
don't want jimmy ter ever know whut
er blamed fool wuz fur nothin'."
promised I never would tell, and
have never done so. If they see this
they will know who wrote it, perhaps;
but I know they will forgive me, and
| know that Hank will bear me no ill
will for thus breaking the spirit of my
promise, as there is great lesson in
this experience to others. I think
most of us can profit by Hank Adams
Bitter Lesson"
The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-01-23
PrOpertieS OF Ouicksand.

The properties of quicksand are thus
described In the Mechanical Ne1Us !:
"The difference between building sand
and true quicksand is most easily ex-
planned by comparing building sand to
road metal, while the quicksand must
be represented by fragments no larger
than large buckshot, but shaped like
very smooth potatoes. In word, the
quicksand is small and thoroughly
waterworn, SO that every fragment has
been deprived of all it's angles and
fairly well-polished. It's particles are
very small as compared with those of
the building sand The smaller the
size and the more complete the round
ing the more nearly will the sand ap-
proach liquid condition when it is
moistened. The first glance at fairly
mounted sample of quicksand under a
microscope is sufficient to show that the
quickness Of the sand is amply &C
counted for by the innumerable fric-
ton wheels which the particles them
selves furnish. Sharp or building sand,
on the other hand, will show, few round
corners, many angles, corners and a
general condition like that of broken
stone. Sea sand is often unfit for
building. even though perfectly de-
.plived Of its salt, the reason being that
the particles have been worn and pol
ished TIL they have no more binding
powers than so many cobble-stones. It
rs we'll to remember that quicksand
when dry, if very fine, shows the same
properties as liquid. In holding up
tine centers of large bridges it is some
times put into cylinders with plunger
on top of it. It will, when thus con-
fined, hold up the load like column
of waiter. When it is desired to strike
the center plug is drawn out of the
side of the cylinders, and the sand
flows out like SO much water. The ad-
vantage, of course, is that the sand
does not need packed piston, and
does not leak out, though the work be
prolonged for years. Quicksand when
dry and confined foRms an admirable
foundation, and when wet can be load
ed over its whole surface, and give
good support if side openings can be
avoided"
The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-01-23

four O'Clock in the afternoon, strolled
out In the woods with book, about
noon, to enjoy quiet repose under the
shade of the trees and the thick hang
ing vines so common to that locality.
It may have been imagination, and
it may have been the spirit of proph
ecy, but I stopped reading to hear
the signing of the great tall pine trees
as the zephyrs gently swept through
them 1t seemed to be whispering to
them story of sadness and tragedy.
AS the soft voice of the southwest
winds played upon the long needles of
the pines, I could hear them say,
"O-o-o-h, o-o-o-h! W-w-o-o-e-e, w-w-o-
o-e-el s-s-o-o-r-r-row!
closed my book. the soughing,
mourning pines making me too sad aud
lonely to read more, and went back to
the house AS drew near heard the
voice of old Mrs. Adams crying and
moaning, and asking herself why was
she ever born, and what had her dear
son, Their best an kin'es' son an trust
fullest husband In the world, ever done
ter deserve SIGH deceit an SIGH er blow
ter his hap'ness?" / was amazed be-
yond measure; but when | went in my
amazement was turned into bewilder-
ment at what heard and learned.
Mrs. Adams started in fright when [
entered, and asked her what was the
matter, and she shrank from me as if I
were ghost.
"Whur is Hank? Didn't he fin
yer ?" she asked, as if amazed.
where is he? Find me? Why, what
The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-01-23
Western JOurna ism.

We have been in town only ten days,
and already our warm friends, Splog
Magin, the veteran mixer of the whole
in-the-dark saloon, intimates that it is
time for us to whack up and give our
score on his books a blight. We would
like to inquire if this is the usual prac-
tice in this community? We have done
the-whole-in- the dark honor to imbibe
at it's bar the greater portion of the
elixir that we have absorbed since our
arrival. It requires insr iration to fit
one to illuminate and enlighten a com
munity; if Splog Magin hesitate5 to
supply the inspiring elixir, we shall
either transfer our latronagea and satu-
rate our system elsewhere, or we
shall decline to illuminate and en-
Tighten the community. We certainly
will not submit to being bulidozed b.
Mr.. Splog Magin's duns or even an
noyed by his hints. We are destitute
of wealth; but we are hee4ed with gilt
edged dignity. and we will maintain
our dignity untarnished. Kent Id
UertiSer.
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I mighter bathed myself in the sun
shine O. her bright eyes one mo- day.
But she's gone, as I mighter expected
eff I'd thought ernough ov anything
'cept myself. An here's her note, as
slick an nice es emmy schoolmarm
coulder writ-but Their words seem
hard and cold ter me, an / feel like er
man thets dying by inches of Their bite
O pisen sarpent; but yet 1 can hear
the music O. her voice s if it wur sound
in ter me from away Off What's
tibet? Her voice? What's she sayin' ?
Excuse her fur bein' so late, but she
stopped by Mrs. Quillin's, whose baby's
dyin'? Stop thar, gal Whut yer
comm back hear fur 2"
Poor Jennie, who heard these words
as she started lightly up the steps,
with her lips pursed up for the usual
kiss, stopped as if petri6ed at hearing
these words, and seeing her husband
with gun in his hands. Before she
could reply, he had flung the paper at
her, and Kissed:
@Heur, take yer note, an go with
ther man who will treat yer better n
The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-01-23
POppy's Mistake.

Mrs. LlttleJohn was making Chilli
sauce, while four-year-old Poppy
rocked her dolly to sleep, and dressed
up the cat in her own nightgown.
Poppy" said mamma, as she set the
Chill-sauce off the stove, "you may
carry little pitcher of this to Aunty
Bangs, and you may stay an hour"
Now, Poppy loved to go there, for
Aunty Bangs kept basket of apples
on the table for you to help yourself,
and she was always giving Poppy
cooky or a turnover.
So Poppy felt very happy as she
battered up the long sidewalk. She
found another little girl, not much
larger than herself with her mother,
visiting Aunty Bangs.
The two little girls put their fingers
in their mouths and looked at each
other shyly at first, but by and by they
got acquainted, and romped with the
kittens and had lovely time.
When the hour was out and Poppy
was putting on her hat to go home, she
heard the lady saying to Aunty Bangs
Il should like to spend the whole
day with you, but I must really go and
take tea with Aunt Mary this after
noon"
Poppy pricked up her little ears.
Aunt Mary?" That was what her
little cousins called her mother. So
this lady and little girl were coming to
her house that afternoon!
She hurried home as fast as she
could go.
Mamma she cried, bursting into
the house. "There's lady and lit
tie girl most as little as I am, at Aunty
Bangs"
Eyes. It's Mrs. Rusk, from Maine.
| used to know her when she was a
girl"
"She's coming here to tea this after
noon; she said So"
"Why, Poppy, [ haven't invited her;
you must be mistaken"
No" persisted Poppy, II heard her
say SO.
Well, perhaps she is, and Aunty
Bangs with her."
"Oh, goody goody!" cried Poppy,
dancing up and down till the windows
ratified.
Mrs Littleiohn went into the kitchen,
and made gold and silver cake and
custard
After dinner she rubbed the spoons,
and puton the best damask table-cloth
and china dishes.
Then she put on her second-best
dress, and dressed Poppy all clean and
nice, and then they waited and waited
for Mrs. Rusk and her little girl to
come.
just as the clock struck five, Aunty
Bangs came in on an errand, not dressed
up at all.
Where is Mrs Rusk 2" asked Mrs.
Littleiohn.
~she has gone to Mrs. Clark's this
afternoon" %].
why, Poppy said she was coming
here"
She did !" cried Poppy. "She said
she was coming to Aunt Mary's to tea"
Dear child" said Aunty Bangs,
catching Poppy up and kissing her.
you didn't think there more than one
Aunt Mary in the world, did you?
Mrs. Clark IS Mrs Rusk's Aunt
Mary"
WELL" said mamma, well make
Aunty Bangs stay to tea; won't we,
Poppy"
So they did, and that was as good
for Poppy as though Mrs. Rusk and
her little girl had both come. Youths
Companion.
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comm back shows he might be inner

comm back shows he might be inner
cent"
His bosses an buggy amt no sign,
nor his bein' back hear, nuther, cause
he'd be sharp enough ter try an bin
us that way. But I'll let yer hev yer
way, mother, SEEM as We air all hev
| let ter me now"
He handed me the paper. and | read.
in clear, feminine hand, these terri
bly, plain words, the outraged husband
watching me closely as | read:
Dear Hank-I thought loved you
once, but find / do not I ought to
have told you before. but could not
bear to do so, as you seemed so happy.
cannot longer bear the loneliness,
and the drudgery, and the desolation
of life here. If staid longer I should
hate you for bringing me here. 0, how
can [ sign my name to this terrible let
ter? I go away with one you do not
know, but do not try to find me. 1t
will be useless. I will not sign my
name, because want you to forget it.
| Forgive me, as hope God will"
That was all. But [ trembled as l
read it, and staggered, and would have
fallen, had not his strong arms caught
| me.
Mr. Adams" I managed to say,
"this is, indeed terrible. How you
ever came to imagine was concerned
in it I do not know. But, kill me If
you will; but, if you believe / did this
terrible thing, I shall die forgiving
you. I believe that if God ever does
forgive murder, it is when a man,
The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-01-23
THE LITTLE FOLKS.
A Family Sleigh Riding Party.


All four, Robin and Rosebud and Rachel and
When they heard it suggested were ready to go,
With their chirrup and chatter, their glee and
galore,
This rollicking, frolicking, jolly wee four,
On family sleigh-riding party.
The muffs and the tippets, the shawls and the
The mittens and leggins, the ear-pads and caps,
Were gathered together in a manner not slow,
To protect from the wind and the new-fallen
This family sleigh-riding party.
But where are the horses ?" one little one said,
When grandpa appeared with sled after sled
Fastened each to another, in tandem array
That without much ado were soon under way,
On family sleigh riding party.
Both driver and team grandpa that day,
As young the youngest the gayest vs. gay;
Like St. Nick, at the sound of Robins pert
Away they all flew, like the down of thistle"
This family sleigh-riding party.
"Oh, who will look after our dear baby Joe?"
Three voices excitedly wanted to know;
But footman was ready, who came without
call,
Little mother was there to guard one and all
OF this family sleigh-riding party.
Or that Rob lost his hold, while chirping to Joe
For laughter and prat,le kept good time and
well
With the creak of the snow and the jingling bell
AT this family sleigh-fiding party.
Jack Frost took delight in tickling their toes
And gave bright glow to the end of each nose ;
Bright sun and crisp air promised cheer and
good health,
And of childish delight mines of unmeasured
wealth,
To this family sleigh-riding party.
Light hearts, rosy cheeks, ruby lips and bright
eyes
Returned from the ride looking happy and
wise;
Glib tongues told the story in different strain,
But in harmony chorused, Let's all go again
On a family sleigh-riding party.
The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-01-23
She W0uA Like to BE Wicked Just for
0uno

There is an inherent desire In the
breast of nearly every woman of life
and spirit TO be at times just the least
bit wicked She wants to don the un-
mentionables occasionally. fguratively
speaking, and go out and have time.
AS young married lady remarked the
other day to an intimate female friend
How would like to go elut on 'toot
some night. want to take In the back
rooms of two or three saloons, drink a
glass or two of beer, and eat some dry
bologna and Swiss cheese. Ny hus-
band occasionally brings a lunch OF
that sort home with him, and accom-
panies it with a bottle of beer, but
there is no fun In it unless you go to
headquarters. I have often urged my
husband to show me the elephant to
a mixed extent, and have offered to
wear veil or his old clothes, but he
always frowns down my opportunities,
and don't think it would be much
fun, anyway, to go with ones own hus-
band. Why should we be so circum-
scribed In our amusements? I for one
propose 10 get out of the old rut some
night, and, while don't intend to be
too wicked, I shall be just wicked
enough to enjoy myself" And there
is no doubt bUt that she will. Her
ideas may be condemned, but in how
many feminine hearts will you find q
reflex of her desires Sacramento
Bee.
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TIE uNsowH SEED.
By CLARA M, HOWARD.

saw garden, in springtime,
Prepared with greatest care,
And thought when comes the summer,
Rare flowers will be blooming there.
But summer found in the garden
Full many a noxious weed,
With never flower among 3ssom,
For none had sown the seed.
saw a life that gave promise
OF harvest rich and rare,
Had the fertile soil been tended,
And the seed been planted there.
Neglected and implanted
O'ergrown with sins foul weeds
O. the flowers we might gather
Did we only SOW the seeds
Oh, the precious moments wastedl
The deeds of 1o-e undone;
The bitter thong 8 we cherished
Come back to - one by one;
And we sigh for the vanished spring-time
OF which we IIok no heed.
Oh, the narvefG we might gather
Did we only SOW the seedl
Had we sown the seeds of virtue,
OF holy love and truth,
OF charity and kindness
In the springtime of our youth;
In the autumn we'd have gathered
A harvest rich and rare
A harvest of fragrant flowers
Been blooming for us there.
We'd have never cause to murmur
At the hardness OF our lot
Our lines full of contentment-
In palace or in cot.
Did we improve the golden springtime,
Root out each noxious weed
What q bountifUf1 harvest waits US,
Do we only SOW the seedl
HARVEY. Wis.
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HANKS BITTER LESSON
r A V ELM G
BY VIM. ALEXANDER BOWEN.

~ A IL IL Il ~ ~
through the great
pine regions of
East Texas one,
summer Satur-
day Afternoon
found me on one
of those deep sand
roads, sever a !
miles from the
nearest town. 1
knew that all
business was sus-
pended in those
country towns on
Sunday, and that
the entire popu-
lation a t t e n d
church in the
M nrn / n Or nnd
The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1890-01-23

The everyday cares and duties
which men call drudgery, are the
weights and counter poises CT he'clock
Of time, giving its pendulum a true vi
bration, and its hands regular mo-
ton.
Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1890-07-18

Tiny white Conn Buried Beneath
Masses OF Lilies and Pale nosebuds.
rom the Detroit Free Press.
The funeral procession comes slowly
IO1g the atroet. Drawn by two milk white
buios, the little white hearse with Its nod
ug white plumes moves on. Upon ~
h0Wy. aiken curtains, buried beneath
sts tiny white coffin. All IL white-as
irely white A. the little soul that has
)tted away from the waxen baby form
ling within the coffin.
At the street corner stands q crowd of
bisy boys, tossing a ball back and forth
nong them. The crush of the passing
heels falls upon their ears, and, looking
ashed, rs each boy doffs his cap and
ands In mute reverence while the little
hite hearse passes by.
A street car comes rumbling along the
ack, the bell upon the horses neck ling.
hg and changing upon the air. The driver
es before him the little hearse, with It's
bwer-strewn N burden, aud feels his strong
part throb beneath his rough jacket The
Fakes are down, the bell hangs silent upon
% horses neck, while the driver with
pwed head thinks of his baby boy, whose
fby lips he kissed to-day at parting, aud
anks God that no f1ower-decked coffin
hides away his laughing face. The pas
Ingers look ont and the women whisper
th sigh g Some mothers eyes have
oked their last upon her baby"
Amid the CRIME and dust of the street
ms row of latorers delve with bent form
the earth beneath. The roll of W hee
heard, the weary bodies are lifted in
hgue curiosity, and each toll hardened
|ce softens as the little white hearse goes
its way to the grave.
So on, by merry girls, who check their
hy laughter; by stern-browed men, who
rget for moment the mighty problem
money and trade and ambition, and
We a fleeting thought to that world where
baby has gone, and where this renorse-
|ss struggle for wealth and fame and
Pwer will count for naught on, on
rough the ranks of the weary and toll
|ien. who gaze and sigh for the rest the
fby has found, the little white hearss goes,
aching its lesson of love, of pity and of
tst,
Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1890-07-18
Ro.openinw a Thorouohfare.

I'm order to guard against results utterly SUBJ
frsive OF health, IL Is absolutely essential that
Ie grand thOrOugh'are or avenue of the sys-
J as possible when they become obstructed.
| they are not, the bile is misdirected into the
|ood the liver becomes torpid I; viscid bilious
Iatter get into the stomach, and produces In
|gestion headaches ensue and other symp-
inns are produced, which a prolongation OF the
letting cause only tends To aggravate. The
lerient properties of Hostetter's Stomach Bit
Frs constitute most useful agent In overcom-
IL construction OF the bowels, and promoting
|gular habit of body. 1t Is Infinitely superior
the drastic cathartics frequently used for the
|irpose, since II does not, like them, act vio-
nuy, but produces a natural painless effect,
Fhich does not impair the tone of the evacua-
Try organs, which IL invigorates Instead OF
|,akening. The stomach and liver, also, in.
led the entire system, is strengthened and reg
|atcd by It, jyl5to22