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The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1890-02-15

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The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1890-02-15

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The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1890-02-15
MIN DE.zAUCv
knights OF tEe s3starn Rata

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10 Ia: OF g.. X. vii te held "a he Hail
Exc-isi-r Lodge No. 81 | -. /, Il. en- m, N
ond au't FOURTH Thursdays of each month. N
o'clock L. ~.
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-04-05

| Is the matter with Jaok: His actions
are quite alarming; but don't be appre-
hensive, dear reader, for what he sees is
only very pretty young lady with a
happy smile on her face and lovely
bunch OF roses nodding at her corsage.
Just such as he had sent her the year
before. Has the past year been all a
terrible dream and is this that first
Easter, the day on which he had ex-
pected to be so happy, or is the present
scene an optical delusion, the vision OF
disordered brain? While all this and
much more was passing through Jacks
brain Charley sat composedly back in
his seat apparently much engrossed
with the speakers remarks, and when
the congregation was finally dismissed
| he detained his friend in the vestibule
| Of the church on one pretext or another
until Lydia approached. To Jacks ut
ter amazement she stepped forward, ex-
tended her aeatly-gloved hand frankly,
invited him to call, gave him her
sweetest smile and was gone before he
could utter word or make move.
t"What does it mean, Charley; what
| shall do? Am l awake or is this all a
dream~
"Never more wide awake in your life,
ny dear boy" chuckled Charley, and as
towhat you're to do, can only give
tbs advice: Accept this gracious invita-
TN without delay. And until 1 see
yu again, goodbye"
We will not follow Jack as, with
Light, quick steps that he has been a
s&aager to this long while, he goes to
tn home of his loved one. We will
leaVs him in peace with her and will
not listen to the explanations and tender
words that are spoken during this, the
happiest moment of their lives.
When next Jack sees Charley he has
to seek him at his own domicile, and he
goes at him with a good-natured rush,
preceded and followed and interspersed
by the discharge of whole artillery of
happy laughter.
Confess! you rascal! you scheming,
jolly meddler Who sent those flowers
and put my card with best wishes writ
ten on it into the box? Who laid the
neatest, incest, happiest, luckiest plot
in the world and carried it out to the
satisfaction of all parties concerned?
Oh! I've found you out, and now you'll
have to congratulate me, old boy, and
promise you'll be best man at the
wedding, which Lydia, dear little girl,
has consented to attend with me in the
near future" WILLIS S. Epson.
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-04-05

All! sharp youngster. He knew if he
could arouse Bills curiosity the deed
was done.
"Well, wish 1 dared, but the boss
wouldn't like it." said Bill, hesitat-
ingly.
A shout of derision greeted this, and
Dan said, with a sheer:
so softie, yeu's afraid, be you? The
Guvnor II never suspect nothin'. Come
on; here's nice quiet place where ives
can all have a show"
He hesitated and was lost. He re-
moved the wrappings with trembling
fingers, guarding his charge with jeal-
GUS hands from the willing aid that was
offered. 1t was large box, and in try
ing to keep the boys from crushing it in
their eagerness he found it difficult to
remove the cover. Finally this was &C
complished, however, and then all want
ed to occupy the best position to see. 1t
commenced with a gentle crowding, and
was followed by one of tho boys on the
outer edge giving little push and the
next fellow giving still harder
push, until, seized with sudden
and mischievous impulse, two or three
of the boys gave a tremendous shove
against those standing next to Bill, who
was holding the precious box, and
despite all they could do down they
went and the box shot out into the
street, distributing its contents all along
the pavement and gutter. A lively
wind was blowing at the time, and the
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-04-05
THE FIRST EASTER SONG.

YHE sad world
slept in I h e
stiffness
That followed o
day of pain;
Night folded the
quiet city,
Peace mantled
he out e +
plain.
Above the shad-
Owy mount
aims
Faint stars in
vigil shone,
Below in t h e
darkened gar
den
A watch and a
sealed stone.
The night win d
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-04-05
SOMETHING TO AVOID.
A Mans Work Ought to Be Judged by
Itself and for Itself Alone.

A little personal pique, bit of
wounded vanity, sudden flame of
anger, often undoes the most substan-
tial and faithful work and nullifies the
most intelligent and wise action. 1t is
one of the painful things in experience
that effort is often defeated by these
small, purely personal, and often mo-
mentary feelings, which are generally
hnintelligent and unwise. Life would
be freed from some of it's most painful
features if men always acted to each
Ither on basis of real justice and in
diligence, and left their small personal
beings and prejudices out of sight. A
bans work ought to be judged by itself
md for itself alone, and the strength of
a mans position ought to rest solely
upon what he is able to do. And yet
most of us are constantly neutralizing
the best work of others because it Is not
done in our way, and are constantly fail
ing to do justice to others because OF
some small personal prejudice against
them. The really strong, clear-sighted
man is the man who is able to put him
BOIL Out VI Ou0 4uCoUAOh, ohA w Juu6o
others by what they really are and do,
not by their relations to him. In this
working world there is neither time nor
strength to be always coddling our
small vanities and still smaller preju.
dices. The world does not stand in
order that we may be pleased. 1t stands
as place for the doing of honest work
in the best way, and if that work can be
better done in some other way than the
one we prefer, our business is to let it
be done and rejoice in it. If you wish
to see things clearly, and to be just with
your fellow-men, keep clear of the
fumes of vanity and the thick atmos-
phere of mere personal feeling. Make
it rule to see what man is and does,
and to value him by these things. A
person may be very distasteful to us
and yet be eminently useful and sue
cessful in the world. -Christian Union.
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-04-05
THE EASTER MESSAGE.

Once more the promise Of the spring,
The quickening and awakening
OF sap and shoot,
And tender root.
Once more the miracle Of birth
Along the length and breadth Of earth;
Once more the breath
OF life for death.
Released again from winters doom
OF frozen days, from Lenten gloom,
We seem to stand
. In some new land,
Mnd fresh the breeze that blows abroad
That brings the message Of our Lord,
The Heavenly breath
OF life for death.
Oh spirit folded in thy sleep,
Oh! soul long buried fathoms deep
Beneath the old
Material mold,
Fling off the load that, year by year,
Has vailed thy sight and dulled thine ear
And as the lark
Doth, soaring, bark
To Heavenly sounds so hearken thou
To that low voice that calleth now
Across the dark,
Oh! wake and bark.
The night goes fast Oh, wake and pray,
For tits the dawn Of Easter Day,
When Heaven doth lift
Above the drift
OF self and sense; when budding earth
Renews the parable of birth;
When Christ doth wake
With us to break
The bond Of sense, which is our pail,
Doth wake and wait while He doth call,
"Oh, here and now
Awaken thoum
Nora Perry, in Youths Companion
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-04-05
Written for This Paper.l

The foregoing conversation took place
between Jack Storrs and Smith, the
florist. The first-named gentleman,
having tender regards for a certain
young lady, had several days before
Easter determined upon visit to the
horticulturist's to make sure of choice
pick from the many fine blossoms on
sale there.
He was exceedingly particular, as
most young men under similar circum-
stances are, and had ordered several doz-
en- Jacqueminots, her favorite flower.
He paid the florists fat bill without a
murmur and departed, self-satistied and
happy in the thought Of the surprise and
delight with which his fair inamorata
would receive this thoughtful compli-
ment.
He lived in another world almost,
for the remainder of the week. being
hardly able to wait until Sunday when
he could call and tell her the old, old
story that is ever new.
At the florists Saturday all was hustle
and confusion. Not only were there
numerous orders to fill and deliver.
enough to keep Bill, the errand boy,
busy all day, but the store was contin-
ually thronged with heterogeneous
collection of humanity with great di-
versity of tastes waiting to secure their
modest little parcels of nosegays.
The order in which we are particular
ly interested had been as carefully
packed as the great rush would allow
and Bill was receiving instructions as
to its delivery, and was told to step
lively, as another large box was await
ing delivery to its destination at the
other end of town. He started at live
ly gait, but as the distance increased
between him and the store his speed
correspondingly decreased. However,
he was making good Roadway when
some one sang out:
''Hello, Bill! Rather hustlin' to-day,
amt you? Jimminy, but yours is no
snap! What's you got in the box
posies? Let's have a peep, won't yer?
The guvnor IL never know" this with
sly wink and cunning chuckle meant
for the group of boys on the corner, and
indicating that he was proficient in all
the questionable arts of the street
gamin).
Bill, although acquainted with Dan,
and, boy-like, admired his questionable
accomplishments, knew his mother dis
liked him and was averse to his having
any thing to do with him. He also
knew his employer objected emphati-
cally to his lettering when sent on an
errand and really meant to keep on
without stopping, when Dan said:
Cant you hole up minnit, or is yer
gettin' so heightened yer can't talk to
yer old fren's what used to be good
enough to assocerate with? Use got
somcthin' to show yez what II make
them eyes O yourn water with enwious-
ness. But yer can't see it till we all has
one peep at the flowers What Use got
is q real watch what goes, and if you'll
just open the box spcck yez can take
It in yer hand"
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-04-05
FIRESIOE FRAGMENTS.

Apple griddle cakes are made by
adding finely chopped, rather tart
apples, to the usual batter.
Plaster of paris is an excellent ma
terial for sealing catsup and fruit bot
ties or jars, and is more easily applied
than sealing wax.
Persons subject to headaches should
abandon the use of coffee, and also of
strong tea, as the use of these beverages
often contributes to keep up the disease,
and in some cases alone causes it.
To clear coffee, use the white of an
egg stirred into the ground coffee and
little cold water. Put this into the
clean boiler and add boiling water from
the tea-kettle. When done remove to
one side and put in very little cold
water and allow the coffee to settle.
Cheese Fondu: Put tablespoonful
OF butter in the chafng-dish; when
melted, add cup of fresh milk and a
cup of fine bread crumbs, two cups of
grated cheese, saltspoonful of dry
mustard, little cayenne. Stir con
stantly, AID add, just before serving,
two eggs, Beaten light.-Christian I'm
ion.
Chicken feathers, if properly treated,
will make pillows which arc almost as
light as those of geese. Use only the
downy, entire feather, stripping all of
the others from their shafts. To kill
the rancid odor, wash through warm
water, to which you have added chloride
of lime-a spoonful to gallon of water
and dry in an open oven.-Rural New
Yorker.
Corn Waftles: One cup each of corn
meal and -four through which has been
sifted one heaping teaspoonful of baking
powder, two tablespoonful of sugar and
one teaspoonful of salt; add the beaten
yelks of three eggs, one and one-fourth
cups of milk, the beaten whites, and
last tablespoonful of melted butter.
Bake in gem pans in a quick oven.
Mutton Steaks: Make q batter Of
dried bread crumbs, pint of milk AND
one egg; pat it in china soup or pie
dish. Have ready in frying-pan some
hot, good beef drippings, or some butter
and lard mixed. Dip each steak, pre-
viously cut from the loin or leg, into
this batter twice, and fry quickly. Send
to table surrounded with unmashed tur-
nips, cooked until tender, and masked
in drawn butter that has horseradish
grated into it.-Leeds Mercury.
-Swoetbread Pie: Cut some sweet
breads which have been parboiled into
two or three pieces and let them stew
for fifteen minutes in little white
stock, with small white onion chopped
fine, piece of butter rolled in flour,
pepper and salt to taste, and dozen
mushrooms. Put them into pie dish
with some asparagus tops, forcemeat
balls, and hard boiled eggs. Lay slices
of bacon on the top; bake until the
paste is done enough. The Old Home
stead.
Sponge Gingerbread: One table,
spoonful of butter, one-half cup each of
molasses and sugar, and one teaspoonful
each of cinnamon and ginger; just let it
come to a boil, then when cool add one
half cup of milk, two and one-half cups
of flour, and two and one-half teaspoon
fuls of baking powder. This makes one
large loaf or twenty cup cakes. Use all
molasses instead of sugar, two table
spoonfuls each of cloves, ginger and
cinnamon, add more flour, roll out thin,
and you have delicious spice cookies
HOuSahO1d
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-04-05
MAKING ROOMS CHEERFUL.
How to Render House Surroundings Pleas
ant and Desirable.

How to Render House Surroundings Pleas
ant and Desirable.
We are so Influenced by our surround
ings that it is very desirable they should
be as pleasant as possible. 1t is not al
ways in the power of the house-mother
to live in the locality she prefers, or to
change its features to suit her tastes;
but she may so furnish and arrange the
interior of her house that it shall be
charming and restful. The charm of
cozy home resides inherently in the mis-
tress, and not in what the furnisher and
upholsterer can do to make a house COM
Portable. If fine mirrors, and velvet
carpets. and plush-covered furniture,
and elegant carvings made happy homes,
what blessedness woukl reside in fur
niture store! No! till loved faces havo
been reflected in a mirror is it made at
all precious to US; not till footsteps for
which we fondly listen have pressed the
carpet is its inanimate web dear to us;
not till chairs and sofas have been con-
secrated by holding the forms of our
friends do these soulless objects, how
ever costly, have to us other than mere
commercial value. Unassociated with
human feeling and sympathy, the most
expensive and elaborate interiors are
like roses without scent; like marbles
without life. Every Thoughtful person
knows all this we'll enough; but, for all
that, we are too apt to fancy that pos
sessions like these bring happiness,
while we suffer to lie unused such as are
at hand, and potent to yield abundant
pleasure, if we value them justly.
A bird singing in the window, an &C
quarium on the table, plants growing
and blooming, domestic pets moving
about as if at home, give life and bright
ness to all apartment, and afford con-
slant opportunities for pleasantest oc-
cupation and companionship. Books
people room, and pictures on the
walls, if selected with taste, are ever
fresh sources of enjoyment. You may
gauge the refinement and cultivation of
a family by these infallible tests, unless
they have been selected by some out
slider. Bits of embroidery, crocheted or
knitted work, and a thousand tasteful
utNlCto may w VLiV Nhhl III vi
room, and make it irresistibly at
tractive. The room in which one lives
takes on the complexion and prevailing
states of the mind of the occupant. If
one is sunny-hearted, cheerful, tasteful
and intelligent, these qualities will be
impressed on his surroundings, and you
will know him by them just as you
would know a crab by his cast-otf shell.
There are lovely rooms in which there
is not one piece of fine furniture, one bit
of elegant upholstery, but where the
taste of the occupants has found beauti-
full expression in calico, ingram, and
wood-engravlng, and such resources as
bounteous Nature bestows on us all
ferns, and flowers, and sunshine, and
domestic pets.-Amorican Agriculturist.
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-04-05

was bent on some evil mission. He
slipped around the corner, whispered a
few mysterious words into the ears Of a
youngster standing there, transferred
the box he was carrying to his willing
hands, took silver piece from his
pocket, gave it to the boy and was
goHe.
Next morning Jack must go to church.
Charley acon't hear to any thing else.
The church was decorated much as It
was last Easter, the congregation was
much the same, as was also the service.
They are seated in one of the back pews
and are glancing aSound when-what
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-04-05
The Imperious Yawn.

Two rosy lips each other press
And two deep dimples deeper make;
Two eyes, with struggling lids, confess
TITS hard to keep themselves awake;
Two rosy lips more tightly drawn
The little lady spW not yawn.
Two rosy lips that slowly yield,
And part and meet, and part anew;
Two eyes, whose dropping lids are sealed
AS flowers close when falls the dew;
Alas! her twill not" all is gone
The little lady needs must yawn.
Henry Moore, in ST. Nicholas
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-04-05

sighed in passing
Its sorrowful, lonely way,
Light mists arose to herald
The daybreak cool and gray.
Soft couched mid the olive branches
A bird in her tiny nest,
Feeling her young ones nestle
Closely against her breast.
Stirred in the early twilight
Fluttered a little way
Where. close to the rock.hewn chamber,
Droopeth lily spray.
A-down thro' the vine.wreathed garden,
In the fragrant early gloom,
Two came a-weary, seeking
Their dead in the guarded tomb.
But the chamber closed at even
Was empty ut break of day,
Far from the sealed portal
The stone was rolled away.
A-near like a radiant presence.
One stood with an angel face,
And spake: Had ever the living
With the silent dead a place?
He is not here; He is risen"
And 10! in the day spring fair
TITS said, in the Easter legend
y bird song filled the air
A song of the tiny birding
From the nest in the olive tree,
AS if for the Christ arisen
To Immortality.
1t fell on the weary spirits
Like the touch of a perfect calm.
And the whole earth huShed and listened
To the worlds first Easter psalm.
1t must be but fancy.
But it fills our eyes with tears,
And ever the sweet bird music
Ringeth across the years.
Even to endless ages,
To people yet to be,
Shall come the song of the birding
From the nest on the olive tree.
Marion Colburn, in Youths Companion.
The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1890-04-05
EASTER BLOSSOMS.

The Romance of Two Boxes Of
Flowers.
Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1890-10-03
The Saltwater Case.

Last Saturday afternoon the Union
Water Co. of Beaver Falls applied to Judge
Wickham, Of Beaver CO., for an injunction
restraining c. J. d. Strohecker and others,
associated as the Enterprise Oil Co., and
Francis s. Wilson, the owner of the farm,
from operating certain oil wells, for the
reason that saltwater, oil, etc, running
from said wells into the creek and thence
into the Beaver river, makes the water of
said river unfit for domestic use, and in
jures boilers, pipes, etc.
Judge Wickham set Monday of this week
for hearing and at that time granted a
preliminary injunction.
The Water Co. probably selected the
Enterprise Co. for defendants on account
of their property being in Beaver Co. and
the furthest down the creek.
This will be test case and the prop
osltion Of the Beaver county people is to
shut down all the oil wells from which
saltwater or oil runs into the streams that
drain into the Beaver, but this they will
fail to accomplish. If they will look into
Book 1l3 of the .Penn'a State Reports, they
will find that in the case of Sanderson VS..
the Penn'a Coal Co., case taken up from
Lackawanna Co. some three or four years
ago, this question was fully discussed, and
the Supreme Court decided that an injury
similar to this one was one without damage
or remedy. If, however, the wells have
been abandoned they can require them to
be plugged, or collect damages if not
plugged
As we remarked some time ago the
people of Beaver Falls will have to look
around for another water supply.