New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1892-06-12


trace each system In all its branches and test 1t al
WILL from the cellar to the roof. About everything
IN the way Of drainage devices now known Is In the
building, and anything put on the market VIII b
given fair trial.
TIE CITY OF FREE TRADE.
A pilgrim stroled nj the early dawn,
Where a river flowed by the sea,
TO watch the ships when the tide came in.
And see what the, freight MI might rto be-
Was anchored outside the bar,
While unknown flag strcamed from her mast
Untouched by the trace of star.
Near by the bluff was the ruin old
Where a bustng city had stood.
whrs wealth Wa! wa %9S S S Sa WsS ee wd
And the wheel Of the mill still
The tenement rows were tsnantless'
In the city under the HILL
There We're signs OF better DAYS gone by
That stood sentinel OF the dead
In the CLEAN Of that morning hour;
And blackeneed tmbers OF years agone
We're casting their shadows OF gloom,
The pail Of death-on forsaken streets
That hushed as the voiccless tomb.
And fields untitled on the hillside stood
,,, With their waste Of briar and thorn:
With their bountifu wealth Of corn;
AMI the fall OF the foot unhead.
The only sound on The misty air
Was the pines that the sea breeze stirred.
The tide came in. and the ship rode in.
Well freghted from over the sea,
With the wares that pauper labor wroughs
In a land where her ports are free
Her hold was filled with iron and steel,
That stood in the shades o. towering hills y
That ecmin2 with wealth unmined<
The pilgrim asked Of the mate o. board.
As she passed By ruined mill.
"What plague has smitten the people here
In this CITY under the hii
Ana the mate replied with naughty pride,
fho Tho mild " n1nhn
That the plague th't laid the city low
-(Ptsburg Times.
A countryman tells this pretty tall story in "Tns
Cincinnati TimesStar:'
"Whcn In the city we do not act half so id'otic rs
city folks do on farm. Why, do you know tina, Lass
summer student from the Cincinnati university Wis
tied my farm. and day when started to get somc
young potatoes. took the basket from my hand and
said he'd get them. Half an hour later he came back
With an empty basket, saying that he had hunted all
over the patch and could find nothing but blossoms.
There was not single potato On the vines. thought
he would drop dead when took the hoe and began
digging them ont Of the ground. lie said he thought
they grew on top OF the vines.'
We have been sending olr college graduates abroad
TO study IN the universities OF the old world; but
now with the opening Of post graduate courses under
tic most excellent instructors. we are keeping many
OF our graamates at home. It Is rare brain that
nj Cornell. Put We doing more than this. We
are drawing students from other nations. In the
twenty eight foreign countries In the Massachusetts
Institute Of Technology eighteen nations are repre-
seventeen al Harvard and AT Yale. fifteen at Cornell
and at Michigan fourteen: at Princeton ten and at
aggregate Of twenty-five japanese students: and in
the medical and dental schools Of the University Of
most OF them from Europe. II may be added that
In own University Of Rochester i've nations
dorchester Post Express.
Dakota clergyman has sent out an advertisement
wliiCh reads as follows:
Religious doubts and difficulties answered BY
private letter. State your difficulty clearly and In
close dollar for reply"
Now here is man who. wo sure, wouh settle
the Briggs case much cheaper than the Church can
ever settle II. OF course he couldn't do II for Q
dollar. that is the tariff for ordinary private cases;
but for ten or fifteen dollars. he could doubtless give
a bang up decision. II might not please everybody.
but for that matter. decision In this Justly cello
bratcd case can ever do that There are untold
possibilities In the Dakota parsons novel business.
THE SINGING IN GODS ACRE.
Ont yonder In the moonlight, wherein Gods Acre lies
TO angels walking to and fro, singing their lullabies
Their radiant wings are folded and their eyes are
As they sing among the beds whereon the flowers d.
light to grow:
sleep, oh, Slept
The shepherd guardeh His shecpi
Fast speedeth the night away
soon comcth the glorious day:
sleep. weary ones, while ye may
Sleep. oh, slecpl7
The flowers within Gods Acre see that fair and
wondrous sight,
And hear the angels singing to the sleepers through
the night:
And. 10 throughout the hours of day those gentle
flowers prolong
The music Of the angels in that tender sumber song;
"Secp. oh, sleep!'
The shepherd oveth His sheepl
lie that eiardeth His flock the best
Hath folded them to His loving breast:
20. sleep We now and take your rest
sleep, OH sccp."
that soothing song.
And with Its heavenly music speed the days ~
so through ali time, whose flight the shepherds uub
gl0rify,
Gods, Acre slumbereth in the grace Of that svese
lullaby:
"Slcep. oh, slecp 4"
The shepherd lOvcth Ills sheepi
Fast spccdeth the night away,
soon cometh the glorious day;
sleep, weary ones. while ye may
sleep, oh, Slept"
-(Eugene Field In LADIES' Homo Journal.
"Ncxt to pork says physician, the banana -
The most incigcsblc thing person can eat. ana u
yon viii notice you will them touched very spar
ngly by people with weak stomachs. II you can ci-
eest them, however, and don't mind the offensive
Odor they are very nourIshlng and one can make
meal on them that Is In every way equal 70 SUD
stantial lunch OF bread and meats
"Papcr mister? all about the holsters striker"
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