The Washington times., 1894-04-27
Wise and Otherwise.


Interior Department, stopped TINES man on
+ street yesterday to say:
"THE TIxEs is the paper for me. 1t is
smart, saucy. and substantial. Tell your folk
that they will win. Washington was in need
OF just such a journal. 1t possesses snap
grit, jingle, and gumption-just the kind Of a
paper I'd like to be commander OF myself"
And with a bow. a wave of his hand, and q
kindly smile he went his way.
Judge Dedrick was formerly bright light
Of the st. Louis bar Then he made his mark
In the office of the Attorney General Of the
D Democratic administration finds his serv-
ices too valuable to put aside on the mere
plea Of politics.
"I was once betrothed to Hawaiian
princess" said Samuel H. Baldwin, Of 1902
Pennsylvania avenue. ''She died before the
day Of the wedding" went on this we'll
known apostle Of spiritism-''died in merely
mortal sense, for she still lives under more
liberal horizons. She sends me messages
every now and then. See here" and he
showed me note written in a delicate hand
and breathing devotion. ''This came to me
through a medium, who knew nothing of my
past life-nothing whatever" and he put the
paper tenderly aside.
I ever saw; one Of the most brilliant and one
Of the best, withal," he concluded, with a
sigh.
When young Leland Stanford, Jr., melted
back into the universe from whence he came,
his parents were inconsolable. They could
not reconcile themselves to his departure
over the uncontinented seas. They must see
him again, or, at least, they must communi-
cate with him In some way, they knew not
how. He was a bright, brave. beautiful boy
their only child-their hope Of hopes-their
very heart Of hearts.
The creed OF the church became too cold for
their faith. As Goethe said through one Of
his characters, said they:
"Give me a sign. cannot live on faith:
1t staryes my very soul"
Thev started on ques. through the hemis-
pheres In search of Spirit-or Spiritualist-
who could give them what they sought. the
glorious consolation Of knowing that their
boy was living factor in the universe.
''Do you believe in presentiments?" was
asked by West End belle.
''No? Well, do" and she shook out her
tawny ringlets, down which the electric
light ran sparkling with dash Of flame.
''You see I am not a somnambulist, she
went on, "but one morning last March
awoke, to find myself standing in my night
dress before my mirror. The cold, gray light
OF morning was creep. creep, crawling in
glary look that made me shudder. My hair
hung in tangled tresses. / was white as the
snow that was drifting round the house. The
wind was moaning like lost soul l knew,
then and there, that this all meant something;
and even as was there, my brother called to
me. Father is dyingr"
"Dear father, whom had left at the din
e.. l.eo To- tb, f,x1l
Of health"
] am no believer in presentiments, as have
said. but this was certainly peculiar circum-
stance.
Then there was Sam Ward. The last time
he went down Pennsylvania avenue, he said:
II have Just given my last dinner"
The friend at his side laughed merrily, and
said: "Sam, old man, you'll never give 1t till
You die"
That's all right, Tom; but I'll die to-day"
His friend was startled by the answer and
started back. Ward looked the picture OF
health. In three hours he had solved the
riddle of death.
How did he know? How have myriad
others known their coming fate? Presenti-
ment? Yes! But what is presentiment!
One day In Rome they met a strange old
man, residing in one Of the ruined palaces
that overfrown the Tiber.
They came straight back to America with
lightsome hearts, and the magnificent
Leland Stanford. jr.. University Of California
was the immediate and immortal result of
their return.
And when Senator Stanford came to go
where we all must go at last, a look Of peace
ineffable was upon his face, great, brave,
glorious soul.
~ know not where His islands lift their fronded
plumes in air;
only know crnnot drift beyond his love and
care"
In this hope Stanford lived; in this hope he
went out from under our mortal sun.
George Francis Train will speak to the
Coxeyites, at Rechabite Hall, Thursday night,
next. Train has lost much of his old electri-
cal eloquence, but he still surpasses any man
In Congress in oratorical force.
Col Redstone. man Of perhaps 60 years.
Is a native of New England, but spent the
prime Of his life in California. He is OF stub
born spirit that will see Major Moore through
and back again. There isn't an art of fear
in an atom OF his body