The Forrest City times., 1891-03-27

a unrequited toll in sne wine; not ono spark of bad temper flashing from the bronze bracket; not one drop of needle woman's heart blood in the crimson plush; while there are other great establishments in which there is not ono door-knob, not one brick, not one trinket, not one thread of lace, but has upon it the mark of dishonor. What wonder if, some day, hand of toll that had been wrung, and worn out, and blistered until the skin came of, should be placed against the elegant wallpaper, leaving it's mark of blood-four fingers and thumb; or that, some day, walking the halls, there should be a voice accesting the occupant, saying, ''Six cents for making shirt" and, flying the room, another voice should say, ''Twelve cents for an army blanket;" and the man should try to sleep at night but ever and anon be aroused. until getting up on ono elbow, he should shl iek out, 'Who's there?"
 A merchant can, to the last item, be thoroughly honest There is never any need of falsehooc. Yet how many will. day by day, hour by hour, utter what they know to be wrong. You say that you arc selling at less than cost If so, then it is right to say it. But did that cost you less than what you ask for 1t? If not then you have falsifed. You say that that article cost you twenty-five dollars. Did it? If so, then all right. If it did not, then you have falsit1ed. Suppose you are purchaser. You are ''beating down" the goods. You say that that article for which five dollars is charged, is not worth more than four. Is it worth no more than four dollars? Then all right. If it be worth moro, and for the sake of getting it for less than its value, you wilfully depreciate it. you have falsifed. You may call it sharp trade. The recording angel writes it down on the ponder ous tonnes of eternlty-"Mr So and So, merchant on Water street, or in Eighth street, or in State street; or Mrs. So and So. keeping house on Beacon street. or on Madison avenue, or Rttenhouse square, or Brooklyn heights or Brooklyn hill, told ono false hood"
 h the next place, I notice mechanical lies. There is DO class of men who admin istcr more to the welfare of tho ctty than artisans. To their hand we must look for the building that shelters us. fer the gar mcnts that clothe us, and for the car that carries us. They wield widespread influence. There is much derisiou of what is called "Muscular Christianity" but in the latter day of the worlds prosperity. I think that the Christian will be muscular. We have right to expect of those stalwart men of toll the highest possible integrity. Many of them answer all our expectations and stand at the front of religious and philanthropic enterprises. But this class. like the others that have named, has in it those who lack in the element of veracity. They cannot all be trusted. In times when the demand for labor is great, 1t is impossible to meet the demands of the public, or do the work with that prompt ness and perfection that would at other times be possible. But there are mechanics whose word cannot be trusted at any time. No man has right to promise more work than he can do. There arc mechanics who say they will come on Monday, but they do not come until We'd ncsday. You put work in their hands that thoy tell you shall be completed in ten days, but it is thirty. There have been houses built of which it might be said that every nail driven. every foot of clustering put on, every yard of pipe lad, every shingle hammered, every brick mortared, could tell of falsehood connected herewith. There are men attempting to do ten or fif- teen pieces of work who have not the time
 
 pieces, but by promises never fulfilled keep all the undertakings within their own grasp. This is what they call nursing" the job.
 1 next notice ecclestical lies; that is, falsehoods told foi tho purpose of advano- ing churches and sects. or for the purpose of depicting them. There is DO use in ask ing many Calvinist what an Arminian believes, for he will be apt to tell you that the Armiuian believes that man can con- vert himself; or to ask the Armin ian what the Calvnist believes, for he will tell you that the Calvinlst believes that God made some men just to damn them. There Is no need Of asking pado- Baptist what Bap- tist believes, for he will be apt to say that the Baptist believes immersion to be posi- lively necessary to salvation. It is almost impossible for one denomination of Chris tians, without prejudice or misrcpresenta- ton, to state the sentiment of an opposing sect If man hates Presbyterians, and you ask him what Presbyterians believe, he will tell you that they believe there are infants in hell span longl
 To many, through insincerity, this life is a masquerade ball. As. at such enter tainments, gentlemen and ladies appear in the dress of kings or queens, mountain bandits, or clowns. and at the close Of the dance throw of their disguises, so, in this dissipated life. all unclean passions move .n mask. Across the floor they trip mer- rily. The lights sparkle along the wall, or ufop from the ceiliug-a cohort of fire! The music charms. Tho diamonds glitter. The feet bound. Gemmed hands stretchef out clasp gemmed hands. Dancing fces respond to dancing feet Cleaning brow bends to gleaming brow. On with the dauce! Flash and rustic, and laughter. and immcasurable merry nakingl But the languor of death comes over the limbs, and blurs the sight Lights lower. Floor hollow with sepulchral echo- Music saddens into vail. Lights lower! The maskers can hardly now be seen. Flowers exchange their fragrance for sickening oder, such as comes from garlands that have lain In vaults of cemeteries. Lights lower! Mlsts All the room. Glasses rattle as though shaken by sullen thunder. Signs seem caught among the curtains. Scarf falls from the shoulder of beauty-a shroud! Lights lower, Over the slippery boards, in dance of death, glide iealousies, d'sappCintments, lust, despair. Tora leaves and withered garlanis eOly half hido the tired ulcered feet Tho stench of smOking lamp wicks almost Qucnched. Choking dampa. Chilliness. Feet still Hands folded. Eyss shut Voices hushed. Lights outi
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 Ono of Seattle's leading physicians, who brags that he is ''a descendent of ana Of tho first famiI,aa of Viry;pia