Owingsville outlook. [volume] (Owingsville, Ky.) 1879-192?, 1897-03-25

northern and southern battletelds
4 Why dill these fathers leave their chill
I drcn and go u the front, and why did
/ these young men, po>tponing the mar
riagc day, start out into the proba bill
| ties Of never coming back? For the
country they died Life for life
BLOOD for blood. Substitution,
/ But we need not go So far. What is
that monument in tircrnwnoi2 1t is
to the doctors who f,ll in the southern
cpiicmicS. Why 60? We're there not
enough sick To- b. attended in these
northern ATTITUDES? On. yes: but the
doctor puts a few medical books in his
/ yalise. and some phials of medicine,
and leaves his patients in the hands of
| other physicians, and takes the rail
train. BEFORE he gets to the in
/ frctei regions he passes crowd
ed rail trains. regular and
/ extra, taking the flying aud afrrightcd
. populations. lie arrives in a city over
which great horror is brooIing. lie
/ goes from couch to couch, feeling of
the pulse and studying symptoms, aud
/ prescribing day after dav. night after
night, until fellow physician saws:
doctor, you had better go home and
rest; you look miserable" But he can
not rest while So many are suffering
TN and ON, until some morning finds
him in n delirium, in which he talks of
home and then rises, and says he must
| go and look after those patients He is
! told To lie down; he fights his attendants
until he falls back and is weaker and
weaker, and dies for people with whom
he had no kinShip, and far away from
his own home, and is hastily put away
IN strangers tomb, and only the fifth
! part of news papcr line tells us of his
sacriticc-his name just mentioned
among five. Yet he has touched the
furthest height of sutiimity in that
| three weeks of humanitarian service.
| lie goes straight as an arrow to the
bosom of Him who said: Il was sick
and We visited me. Life for life
| Blood for blood. Substitution.
In the legal profession see the same
| principle of self-sacritice In 1886.
! VIM. Freeman, a paupcrizcd and idiotic
negro, was at Auburn, y. Y, ON trial
for murder lie had slain the entire
Van Ness family. The foaming wrath
of the community could he kept off
him only by armed constables. Who
would volunteer tn be his counsel?
No attorney wanted tn sacrifice his
popularity by such an ungratcful task.
All were silent save one, young law
yer with feeble voice that could
hardly be heard outside the bar. pale
and thin and awkward. 1t was VIM.
ii. Seward, who saw that the prisoner
was idiotic and irresponsible and ought
to be put in an insane asylum rather
than put To death. the heroic counsel
uttering these beautiful words,
Il speak now in the hearing of a
people who have prcjudged prisoner
and condemned me for pleading in his
behalf. lie is "A convict, a pauper, n
Negro, without intellect, sense or emo
tion. My child, with an afrectionate
smile, disarms my care-worn face of its
frOwn whenever | cross my threshold.
The beggar in the street obliges me to
give because he says God bless you" as
pass. My dog caresscs me with fond
ness ii | will but smile on him. My
horse recognizes me when | fill his
tude, what sympathy and atfec-
tion can | expect here? There the pris-
oner sits. Look at him Look at the as
semblage around you. Listen to their
ill-suppressed censures and their ex-
cited fears, and tell me where among
my neighbors or my fellow men, where,
even in his heart, | can expect ta.fSS
n sentiment, thought, nor to say of
reward or of Acknowledgements or even
of recognition? Gentlemen, you may
think of this evidence what you please,
bring in what verdict you can, but |
asservate before Heaven and you that,
to the best of my knowledge and be-
lief. the prisoner at the bar does not
at this moment know why it is that
my shadow falls OH you instead of his
own"
The gallows got its victim, but the
post-mortem examination of the poor
creature showed to all the surgeons
and to all the world that the public
was wrong, and that William II. Sew
ard was right, and that hard, stony
step OF obloquy in the Auburn court
room was the first step of the stairs of
fame up which he went to the top, or
to within one step of the top. that last
denied him through the treachery of
American politics. Nothing sublimer
was ever seen in an American court
room than VIM. ii. Seward, without
reward, standing between the fury of
the populace and the loathsome i'm
beetle. Substitution,
In the realm of the fine arts there
was as remarkable an instance. A
brilliant but hypercriticised painter,
Joseph William Turner, was met by n
volley Of abuse from all the art CALLER
les of Europe. His paintings, which
have since won the applause of all civ
ilized nations, "rhe Fifth Plague of
Egypt, Fishermen on n Lee Shore in
Squally Weather" Calais Pier" The
sun Rising Through Mist" and dido
Building Carthage" were the targets
for critics to shoot at. In defense of
this outrageously abused man young
author of "a years, just one year out of
college, came forth with his pen and
wrote the ablest and most famous
essays on art that the world ever saw,
or ever will see-John Ruskin's mod
ern Painters"
For Il years the author fought the
battles Of the maltreated artist, and
after, in poverty and brokcn-hearted-
ness, the painter had died, and the pub
lie tried to undo their cruelties toward
him by giving him a big funeral and
burial in St Paurs cathedral, his old
time friend took out of tin box 10, 900
pieces of paper containing drawings
by the old painter. and through many
weary and uncompensated months as
sorted and arranged them for public
observation. People say John Ruskin
in his old days is cross, mis-
anthropic and morbid. Whatever he
may do that he ought not to do, and
whatever he may say that he ought
not to say between now and his death,
he will leave this world insolvent
as far as it has any capacity to pay
this authors pen for its chivalric and
Christian defense of a poor painters
pencil.
John Rusllin for William Turner.
Blood for blood. Substitution.
What an exciting principle this