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The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1892-06-29

Cary's Zone Sweetly Solemn Thought"
filling each of its own and as entirely
as when first written, some of them
over half century ago-be forgotten?
The further assumption by Miss Sea-
well that women can not invent any
ehing, has been often disproved by
those taking the trouble to preserve
such statistics Doubtless even a preju.
diced observer may find in the collec-
tions at the Worlds fair, now near at
hand, many ingenious contrivances
that have been the product of woman'A
invention
We believe that truth which is becom-
ing every day less unrealized, and which
is to the honor alike of all human kind,
that there is no sex in work or in soul.
ANY labor of the hands, it has been
proven, is possible of being ac-
complishcd equally well by men and
woman. Who is the leading drcssmakcr
of the day, the first laundcrcrs. the
frst-class cooks in the homes OF the
rich, the aproncd walters at table? And
women has successfully performed
every work of the artisan, from the
| blacksmith to the sculptor; has traced
plans for her house, and guided pillow.
| In the regions of the intellect it is the
same. Woman has proven her right as
an authority on every subject The
brief of the lawyer, the prescription of
the physician, the calculations OF the
astronomer, the paper of the mathema-
| tician, the instruction in oratory, the
passage in literature is in nowise AZ
fected in value by the garment with
which was clothed the mind that pro-
dnccd il. 1t is usually understood that
here, at least, is an uncontrovertcd
| place; in mind. there is no sex. In the
sight of the Creator we are simply souls;
made in his image and possessing the
generic term of the race.
The possibilities of such mind we
can only conceive to be not only glorious
but immortal. Is it fit that we set up
limits to these possibilities? Let us
rather believe in each other. appreciate
that worth which the world in general
comedies even, and consider that, while
environments have not always been
favorable and the motive often lacking,
in whatever work one chooses the high
est success may be and has been attain
ed irrespective of sex. That this success,
whether in finance, literature, or any
other calling. depends, and altogether
depends, on individual merit and oppor-
Unity; while the failure of sister to
reach any ideal belonging of right to
this universe, contains nothing in itself
NOR disheartening than would the fail
ure of brother in lik circumstances
Emma L. Valentine, in Housekeeper.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1892-06-29
THE OLD MAID.
4 Glass of Wonanhood That Is Dear to
Many Hearts.

Many Hearts.
We have all forgotten the typical old
maid of the olden time. She has given
place to a more loveable and attractive
type of womanhood. The modern old
maid is sweet-tempered and jolly, with
dimples in her cheeks and laugh as
musical us the bobolinll's song. She
wears elegantly-ftting tailor-made
gowns and becoming ornaments around
her plump, white throat. She goes to
concerts parties, suppers, lectures and
matinees, and she does not go alone.
She wears killing bonnets, and has live
poets philosophers, and statesmen in
her train In fact, the modern old maid
is as good if not little better than the
modern young maid. She has sense and
ability as well as dimpies and curves,
and many OF .nem have bank books and
dividends. But this is not all. 1t is
her sweet womanly presence that comes
to the house of sorrow and brings the
peace that passcth understanding. 1t
is she who comforts and soothcs the
weary and suffering and brings the sun
shine of hope back to fading eyes.
Many of us have sweet chapters of
praise in our hearts for the dear old
maids. God bless them.-Banner of
Gold
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1892-06-29

little boy. I'm playin' at fireworks.
The long ones are my rockets, and the
clam-shells are pinwheels. Ishould be
quite happy if wasn't so hungry"
Poor little, soft-voiced child Poor
little make believe of dry sticks and
stones! Mr.. Jarrett gave himself a
sudden jerk as if he fain would get free
from some unseen demon, who was
dragging him in the other direction.
Come home with me, bub" said he.
~ live Jest across the big medder, you
can see the chimbleys from here. |
guess we can find some berry pie and
new milk over there. And l say
(fumbling uneasily in his pocket, let's
go round by Austey's store and see
what he's got left. | calculate you an
me can hev Fourth O July by our
selves, as well as other folks"
Little Johnny rose straightway up
and clasped his small hand around
Hiram Jarrett's horny foretinger.
How it thrilled at the gentle touch!
How many years was it since child
had confidingly taken his hand like
that!
Mr.. Austey could scarcely believe
his eyes and ears, when old Farmer
Jarrett came in with the little Fresh
Air" child jumping at his side and
asked for six packs of tirecrackers, four
Rom an candles aud three pin-wheels!
And l say" added the old man. some
what sheepishly, II guess We may as
well give me one o them cheap flags
while you're about it! My great-grand-
father fought at Bunker Hill, and Mrs.
Jarrett's great-uncle, he was a sailor
aboard the Constitution when she tit
that battle with the Guerrero, that's
put down in every common-school his
tory. and if we hain't right to nail the
old flag over our front door don't know
who has"
SO they went home through the wild
rose-spangled woods and across the
summer-scented meadows; little John
ny fitting on in advance with the flag
streaming above his yellow head like .
meteor, the proudest and heFpiess Of
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1892-06-29
In WOMAN'S BEHALF.
wOMAN's SONG TO LABOR.

fCiub Song OF the New Century Guild. 70 the
Tune OF Vive 10 Compagniel
Sing We no more OF the days that are gona
But the happier days 20 be-
Hear the new words that shall marshal w 90
Faith and Fraternity.
Hating no more, forlorn, alone,
Marching together, and all rs one,
Our banner unfured all over the worlds
"Respect for Industry"
CHORUS.
Marching together. through Storm, through
shine,
Striving together for yours, for mine,
Women, arise, loving and wise,
And help these times TO be-
Toll without knowledge in slavery lies.
It's knowledge shalt make us free:
Work with soul in il ever shall rise,
Whatever the work may be-.
Never u needle shall carry It's thread,
Never housewife mix her bread,
But thought takes part the trade is an art
And labor is dignity.
Whom will you have for your ladies ana lords,
And whom for your low degree
Who does the best deeds, who speaks the best
words,
The king OF us all shall be.
For arislocracy's latest plan
Will have no use for lazy man;
Wealth can not brave. birth, can not save--
Down 10 the ranks goes he.
No ono need marry for station or pelf,
Or want or crime 10 flee:
For every girl can take care OF herself
In the skillful times to be,
All 10 gain and nothing to lose,
Choice will Govern, and love will choose;
Love will GENE TO every home
III The Woman's Century.
Never be women content in our land,
While babes AZ work they see:
Not II one woman Il pauper must stand
Or crushed with her toll must be.
Here's 10 the new thing under the sun
Work for all, but toll Tor none:
Leisure to grow, and chance 70 know,
And q life more full and frce
How do you reckon, o feeble and poor
Yourselves and your kind To freet
knowledge Is power, and & Cd He is sure,
And both on our side will be-
Labor shall think, and wealth shall feel.
And both Join hands for the worlds best veal,
And Christian creed come down into trade.
In our Lords new time to be.
Mrs. +. :. Turnor, in Working Womans
journal.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1892-06-29

useless it was to set up her wishes
against his will.
Hiram Jarrett was very tired that
night when he went to bed. hut his
last words were a sneer and cavil at
the prevailing folly.
Judge Dingley, indeed~ said he.
"And Fourth of July grafton! ! don't
b'lieve Judge Dingley's great-gran'ther
carried musket at Bunker Hill as mine
did"
Then you be proud o. the day, after
| alp" said Mrs. Jarrett.
II don't b'lieve In maxim such an all
fired fuss over it," said Hiram, shortly.
The Fourth Of July dawned, a red sun
shining through vail of mist. Hiram
rose and proceeded to his work, as usual
Mrs. Jarrett went to neighboring vii
lage, where she had sister as hard
working and down-trodden as herself.
Betsy is cleanin' house." said Mrs. Jar
rett, by way Of excuse to her husband,
land if help her day p'r'aps she'll
come over in blackberry time and lend
me hand with the JAM"
| Mr.. Jarrett had been across to the
"fur pastur, to put the cows into new
| grazing grounds, and was returning by
the short cut through the Widow Brim-
mer's apple-orchard, when the sound OF
a distant cannon struck upon his ear.
They've begun with their toomfool.
cry Already" said he to himself. but
it sounds sort O. pleasant, too. Won
der if it sounded that ere way to my
great-gran'ther at Bunker Hill? And
there's flag up on the top O. Deacon
Saltonstalls store. guess I've got as
good right to fly flag as he has, if
Halo Who be you, little man?"
A child, seven or eight years old, q
fair-haired, blue-eyed little creature
was sitting on Mrs. Brimmer's doorstep
looking solemnly up at him.
I'm Johnny Jones'" said he
There's nobody at home. l was tc
stay here, right by the door, until she
came back. My dinner was in a paper
but was hungry, and I've eaten it up
Is it past dinner time, please?"
Its a quarter of ten, precisely,
said Mr.. Jarrett, consulting the huge
silver watch which had belonged to his
father before him. $50 you're the city
child, are you?"
II live on Avenue b." said the little
boy, with Mrs. Riley. Top floor, righ
hand side"
81 pose your folks are sort O. lone
some without you," said the farmer,
looking curiously at the little lad, as il
he were some new variety of insect.
81 haven't any folks" said the child
"My father and mother are dead. In
to go out in the rag-and-bottle Wagon
with Mr.. Riley when I'm big enough"
Whats them sticks heaped up OIL
the grass?' asked the farmer, swallow
ing down an unaccountablc lump il
his throat.
"Those are my firecrackers, said TIL
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1892-06-29

In those dread hours when freedoms cause
hung trembling in the scale,
Perhaps the care of many homes was borne on
shoulders frail,
And though no history no ties their deeds in
rhetoric sublime,
From youth and hope faint hearts took cheer in
all that gloomy time;
And through her tears the soldiers wife some.
times caught CLEANS Of JOY,
And blessed kind fate for sparing her the brave
and manly boy.
Those unnamed lads who bore their share of
bitter toll and trial,
Whose boyish days were sparse of sports that
youthful hours beguile,
And who stayed at home protecting the pre-
cious household gods"
Though no monumental marble will ever mark
their sods,
Were band of little heroes, guarding well their
homes and fires,
While the cause of human freedom was defended
by their sires.
The scholar walked thorny path in revolu-
tons time,
And boys found Educations height a rocky
mount to climb
While he who then for Wisdom's smiles and
Learnings favor sought,
by kltCnen ntartn anu HreSlut HdiIlt UOln
teacher was and taught;
For pedagogues were welding the bayonet and
the sword,
And wrestling with the British troops and
Hesses hireling horde.
But not on battletields alone nor in the halls OF
state
Were all the patriots found who made 1.-THE day
we celebrate
For often at the humbest post, far from the
public gaze,
Stood they who well deserved to wear the greer
heroic bays
Then let us think sometimes that we whom
freedom now enjoy
Perchance may owe mite of it to the colonia
boy
don't begrudge TO Washington, the soldier ant
the sage,
And all the other patriots of that great ant
glorious age,
The need of praise they earned so well il
camp and council hall,
BY standing up for freedom like a solid granite
wall
But hereby enter protest and my signature ai
fix,
To tie treatment by historians of the Boys o
Seventy-Six
p. C. Fossett, in Golden Days.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1892-06-29

"A funny story is told in Portland
bookstore. though it is a question
which party to the transaction the
laugh is on. As the story goes, ayonng
lady came in the other day and asked
for book entitled Twice Blessed. ="
The clerk, very bright young man,
hunted his catalogue in vain, and not
finding what she wanted, wrapped up
1.-The Quality of Mercy" for her. So far
as they have heard, the customer did
not know the differ nce.-kennel,ec
Journal.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1892-06-29
OUR NATAL DAY.
Dur nation comes 70 celebrate

Our nation comes 10 celebrate
With pomp its natal day,
Its bursting from thralldom state,
To that OF rural sway:
IT'S meet that cannons loud should roar,
That joyous bells should ring,
That freemen glad on mount and shore,
Trumphantly should sing.
Our land that stretches far and wide
Was once an infant small,
But now OF lands the gem and pride,
1t rules among them all;
Twas purchased freeman, by your sires,
with blood twas dearly bought;
o keep alive the sacred fires
For which your fathers fought
Our ships pillow swift the mighty deep
Our yeomen pillow the soil;
Rich are the harvests that We reap
As sure reward OF toll;
In every vein our land has health
The health OF freedoms Dir,
From seas and mines il gives US wealth.
From prairies vast and fair.
And knowledge like wondrous stream
Flows through it's breadth and length;
Its mighty waters glowing, CLEAN,
With commerce in It's strength;
o let the banners fly to-day,
From spires and mountains high,
1t Is our countrys natal day.
Ye sons OF liberty
And while We gladly celebrate
On freedoms happy sod,
The birthday Of your land so great,
Return your thanks to God
For all your vast extent and power,
Your wealth on every hand,
Your gladness in the natal hour
OF this your lovely land
Were Heavens blessings on the few
Who for them prayed and fought;
o freemen, keep the truth in view,
Your land with blood was bought;
Ye cannot be too glad to-day,
Nor sing too joyfully,
Let breezes on the banners play,
Our land, our land is free
Anna d. Walker, in Christian at Worl
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1892-06-29

to herself "And still more for putin
that idee about little Johnny into
Hiram's heart. There's lots O. true
things in the Bible, but there amt none
truer than where it says: And little
child shall lead themr"-Amy Ran
dolph, in n. Y. Ledger.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1892-06-29

And 1 don't object how much they laud those
patriotic men,
Who freed our land from old King George with
the mighty sword and pen,
But there's one oversight I'm sure, for what's
the reason why
Historians pass &C lonial boys almost in silence
by;
The stored page just gives one GLIMPSE but
that is proof enough
That revolutionary boys were made OF proper
stun
And that was when the Boston lads marched up
in virtuous rage
To tell the story of their wrongs TO doughty
Gen. Cage
And made that red-coat worthy aghast ana
shocked TO see
That boys, as well as brawny men, were aching
10 be free.
I'm sure in those dark days OF war that tried
the big mans soul.
There was a band of little men not named on
fame's broad scroll,
Who took the fighting farmers place the wait
ing field TO till,
Or Gonned the valiant millers coat and ran the
ancient mill,
Or to!led beside the blazing forge from which
the blacksmith fed
In haste to gain the field of strife where free
dom fought ana DleO.
When from its rack the farmer took his flint
lock musket down,
To sally out and meet in war the minions of the
crown
When, with sad heart and husky voice and
moist and tear stained eye,
He called his wife and little ones to say the last
good-by
No doubt he bade his sturdy son to guard them
from all harm,
To plant and SOW and reap the crop, and tend
the little farm.
When clear was heard the cannons boom as
wars red tide rolled near,
And mothers face and sisters check mayhap
grew pale from fear,
The son and brother made himself a garrison OF
one,
And shouldered for the home s defense the rusty
fowling gun;
And to the timid women-hearts new lease of
courage came
The patriots son would prove his right to bear
his fathers name.
The weekly messenger. [volume] (St. Martinsville [i.e. St. Martinville] La.) 1886-1948, 1892-10-15

Our Stock Of Crockery, and Tin
ware is bought direct from Northern
Factories in such quantities as to
enable us to get them at the lowest
market price.
The weekly messenger. [volume] (St. Martinsville [i.e. St. Martinville] La.) 1886-1948, 1892-10-15
Signal Service Weather Signs.

INDICATIONS.
No I, white flag-clear or fair weather.
No g blue flag-rain or snow.
No 3, white flag, black center-cold
wave,
No 4. Black triangular flag-tsmpera.
ture.
When No l. or triangular black fac
10 placed over No 1 or white flag, it
means clear and warmer. when plac q
below 1t means clear and colder. When
placed over the blue dag 1t means war
mer rain, and when below, rain and
colder. When the white flag is over t..
blue dag 1t means fair followed by rain,
and when the blue flag is oyer the white
As& it means rain followed by fair
westhr.
The morning call., 1892-11-07

But to Offset all this Mike de Young saved
$1,000.
Seven thousand dollars for three livesi
Seven thousand dollars for the partial de-
struction OF q splendid industry and the
untold misery that its overthrow produced.
The molders will not vote for De Young's
candidate this time. Joseph T. Valentine,
who led the strikers, said so. He was talk
Ing to some friends at the headquarters of
the Federated Trades and declared that
while he could not talk politics, he could
say that union molders did not take Mike
de Youpg's paper. and not only here but
throughout the State they would not vote
for any candidate who favored his election
to the Senate.
James II. Roxburg. secretary of the Coun-
ell of Federated Trades, said that ten days
ago he sent communication to the candi-
dates who are pledged TO vote for De
Young if elected to the Legislature, asking
them whether they would vote against any
measure providing for the employment Of
Pinkertons in this State and In favor Of all
measures advocated by organized labor.
large majority of the candidates ad-
dressed have D OF replied TO this communi-
cation. Among them are Martin. the bar
keeper OF the Bella Union, and Waste
basket Dibble-Mike's right and left bow
ers.
"There Is not one out Of hundred OF the
thousands of mechanics in the Building
Trades Council who will vote for Nike de
Young"
That is what Charles Lewis. vIce-presi-
dent OF that organization said last night
while discussing De Young's letter to Otis.
Il mean by this" he continued, that we
will not vote for Kelly and Crimmins' can
didates.
I'VE are opposed to Mike because he has
always been opposed to US. BE calls him
seii Republican and prates about protec-
uon TO American labor, but when he was
putting mp his building he bought his furni-
ture In Europe. That is how he protected
our California furniture-workers
Then we remember the 'nickel-in-the-s
machine by which Mike thought to enrich
himself at the expense Of the poor little
newsDoys and the unfortunate mothers and
sisters who depend upon them for support.
lie was also responsible for the recent al
tempt made by the Post and Report to in
crease the price Of the papers sold to the
newsboys. while the price to the storekeep
ers was not changed.
No. no: cannot support De Young"
John Crowley of the Pattern-m akers'
The morning call., 1892-11-07
MMhzzzz

sussed In many circles yesterday and il was
The general verdict that it was the height of
fmprudence for man who has the aspira-
lions OF the Chronicle'e proprietor to put
zach suicidal expressions in writing.
A funny thing in this connection Is that
the very man to whom De Young addressed
this damaging correspondence is the indl-
vidual who secured the famous Murchlson
letter In the campaign OF 1888 for the Re-
publican National Committe.
1t would be naturally supposed that Mr..
Otis had his share of experience with dan
geroUs letters in politics; but that he has
learned nothing by past exposures becomes
evident by the recklessness ef his corre-
sp0ndence with Mike de Young and the
latter's guilty answer secured by THE CALL.
As a matter OF course the people who are
most delighted over THE CALLS exposure
are the wageworkers and the organized
workingmen.
There was great Joy In the camp of the
trades unionists when they read and re-read
Mixes tender message to Otis.
II was all Joy; there was no surprise
mingled with this exuberance Of elatioD, be-
cause II was not news to the workingmen
to hear Mike de Young was their enemy.
They have known that for long time.
and there has been no man In this city more
universally hated among the mechanics and
laborers than the builder Of the Chronicle
tower.
One Of the best informed men in labor
circles said last night, at meeting of the
Federated Trades. that the workingmen
had always looked upon Mike dc Young as
their bitterest enemy. and bic paper as on
posed to organized labor.
"But," said he. 'tbe general public did
not know 1t until THE CALL made that
splendid expose. because Mike has always
cnnningly acted as bypocrlte In all mat
ters concerning ns.
''Tbe Chronicle would carefully publish
just enough Of the labor unions doings to
give its readers the impression that the
worlingmen received proper attention, but
every item was carefully worded and oppo-
sition to our cause could easily be read be-
tween the lines every time such publica-
tion was made"
Al the other delegates to the councils
meeting expressed similar sentiments, and
the De Young Otis letter was the source Of
great deal Of discussion among them.
Nearly all Of the speakers remembered
the trouble the Typographical Union had
with Otis. which was the cause Of the COM
promising letter, and all OF them rejoiced In
The morning call., 1892-11-07
LABOR'S BITTER FOE.
Mike de Young'S Treatment Of
the Unions.
Tie MADE THE MOLDERS STRIKE.
BlOOdShed and Starvation We're the
Result,
his LETTER TO OTIS DENOUNCED.
Prominent Labor Leaders Brand His Utter.
anteS as Those Of HypOerite
and POltrOOn.

So far as California is concerned, there has
never been more effective campaign docu-
ment issued than the billetdoux Mike de
Young sent TO his dear friend Harrison Gray
Otis of Los Angeles ON February u, 1892.
A fac-simile of this very confidential and
highly compromising epistle was given In
yesterdays CALL, and for the benefit of
those who would like to have second copy
TO paste into their hats appears aga to-day.
Mike de Young never in ali bis life
wrote letter " hich he had more cause to
regret than this one.
OF course be did not think that it would
ever reach the public. but writers of letters
containing slurs On thousands of honest
workingmen should never become seekers
for political preference.
Whenever they do SO their utterances
made at other times are liable to be pro-
duced and put on exhibition, that is, IL
they are black on white paper.
The De Y Young letter was very largely dis