The Monitor-register., 1896-04-03

Telltales,
Pussy-wiliow had a secret that tba sronr
drops whispered her,
And she purred it TO the south wind while
it stroked her velvet fur:
And the south wind hummed 1t SOFTLY To the
busy honey bees,
And they buzzed it to the blossoms on the
scarlet maple trees;
And these dropped 1t to the wood-brooks
Drumming full of melted snow,
And the brooks told Robin Redbreast. as
they Chartered to and fro;
Little Robin could not keep it, so he sang If
loud and clear
To the sleepy fields n meadows, "Wake
up! cheer up! spring is here!"
Youths Companion.
And down in the meadows the frogs
must have overheard the robins song.
for the chorus as sung by the frog glee
clubs last evening, as we listened from
our open windows, even carried up to us
on their volume of welcome sound faint
traces of fragrance from the beautiful
trailing arbutus. And SO the tale goes on.
Power of the Press.
published By request
For a ten minutes treatment of this
subject have thought best not to go
back even SO far as the '60's to more than
mention in the hearing of many that
know much better than do / of what was
the tremendous power of the press under
the strong, womanly touch of Harriet
Beecher Stowe-in her production of
Uncle Toms Cabin, toward the liberation
of the slave, but rather to conine the
subject in hand within the limits of my
own memory.
The first distinct remembrance I
possess of anything is that of viewing a
procession from the roadside. as it moved
majestically along to the strains of
martial music, on it's way from Harrison
vile to Salem.
1t was during the second campaign Of
that ansDerctnq man, ABRAHAM LINCOLN.
The three features of that moving
panorama that left an indelible impress
upon my baby memory were
The large float containing thirteen
young ladies dressed in white, with starry
crowns upon their heads; the Wagon of
rails, with your townsman, Barclay
Edwards. as rail- splitter, and my own
father seated upon a handsome black
stallion, whose proud bearing and intelli-
gent eye would seem to have denoted
that he too was conscious of helping to
re-elect the most noted President since
Washington.
Remembering these incidents of that
brilliant campaign l feel that 1 also
possess a slight personal knowledge of
the posoer Of the press in this production
of Mrs. Stowe-in helping to bring to a
focus all of justice that Abraham Lincoln
worked for-and all of justice that
Harriet Beeeher Stowe wrote for. Even
though in lately reading a recently COM
piled aud most interesting history of
Lincoln, Stoves name was not men.
toned. She was only a woman. But to
neglect to mention her name among
those knights of the pen-William Lloyd
Garrison, Windell Phillips and John
Greenlief Whittier-I could but feel was
not of the new chivalry.
Lincoln was reelected as all know.
Then in a few weeks came a shadow OF
the deepest gloom as the people through.
out the land grieved in sorrow over their
dead President, the most mpatheti
accounts Of which were heralded broad.
cast through the power of the press.
The world moved on, and at the close
of another decade my heart again burned
within me as the press brought to oul
iresides the thrilling account of the
womGn's crusades out in Ohio; going, az
it were, into the very mouths of wild
beasts, as it seemed to my childish fancy,
as they entered with song and prayer into
the saloons that were sapping from theil
brothers, husbands and sons, all that was
manly and of good repute. And as ]
listened to these daily readings of the
accounts of these consecrated women al
they faced the worse than wintry blasts
in the curses of the keepers of thu
saloons, truly l may say. that through
the power of the press, ''although I was
not in the crusade, the crusade sods in me.
/ DR.. Willard, our beloved e'chieftain, ,
says of the power of the press" in con.
~nection with this organization of women
"There is not another line of work excep
that of Gospel meetings which oul
women have taken up with SO mucl
alacrity, for they are quick witted enough
to see that there is not in the worl
another p0aoer where w can bring to
focus SO much influence for the spreat
) of temperance and temperance practic,
as the newspapers, because they go every
where aud are read by all people.
. The voice that speaks dies on the al
almost before its echoes reach us, but tn
firm types and black ink hold through
| months and years. The newspapers tina
J issue from the press in New York Cit,
may be read in Yokahoma, Melbourne
| st. Petersburg and in the Islands of tn
Sea.
When you have a thought into ''colC
. type" it is there ''for keeps" There i
no magician in this age like the clear
headed, far-sighted man or woman VIII,
impresses the thoughts that be believe
| are winged with Gods truth upon th
printed page.
But u%nhappily the powers of darkness
are more alert as yet to use this printed
page for selfish purposes than the power
: of life are intent to gain it for purpose
of blessing.
Still the world moves and with 1t tn
press associations. From the press repor
; given by the National Superintendent q
: that department to the Baltimore Con
8 vention I quote:
/, "We are all pleased that you hav
noted the mount of space We are givinI
to temperance NATTER" writes the edito
of the Western Newspaper Union. sTl
doing so, we are simply supplying
: demand which we are pleased to note, i
becoming more pressing every day. Thi
happy condition of the temperance move
, ment, is, l believe. due more to tn,
splendid efforts of the W. G. T. U. thai
, to any other agency"
| And at the National Editorial Associa
> ton, recently held in St. Augustine
) Florida, was reafirmed The resolution
adopted at Asbury Park, declaring it