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Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1897-05-27
memorial
Day.

WITH waving oil starry DahHeI"5
With music of bugle sweet,
All day through our streets has echoed
The tramp Of marching feet
From many a mountain valley,
From city and town and hill
Around the graves where their ccm-
tades sleep
The soldiers gather still
They think Of the bitter partines
When first they marched away
The ranks Of blue from the northland,
From the sunny south the gray
Some with hearts that were eager
Ard hot with the fire OF youth,
Some with a purpose steady
70 fght for God and truth
They think of the battles tumult
And the lannon's sullen roar
Rad the yellow glow Of sunset light
When the weary fight was DER,
che yearning thoughts would roam,
IS softly sweet some comr1de sang
The words of Home, Sweet, Homo"
Home"
They remember the solemn roll calls
And thlisnee atseup s(h(
And the silent pause that came
When in the hush the sergeant called
Some missing soldiers name.
Thf remember the days of terror
And the nj ,hts that were Ions with
dread,
When left alone on the field they
watched
With the dying and the dead,
with ranks that are growing thinner
Each year the soldiers meet,
All day through our streets has echoed
The tramp of thoir marching feet
Marching closer together,
on loyal ranks of blue!
In silence deep your comrades sleep.
For the weary strife is through.
MAJ ching closer together,
Oh, patient ranks OF gray!
Ia silence deep yOur comrades sleep,
And strife mas passed away.
BIaye hearts ON either side,
The memory of your noble deeds
Still thrills our hearts with pride.
And year by year we gather,
Wan wicaths and garlands gay,
10 deck the graves where dreaming
lie
The ranks OF blue aud gray
Ana the grass shall wave o er the low
green tents
Ana blossoms crown the sod
When the last bravo soldier falls
asleep
In the long, sweet peace OF God,
Angelina w Wray la Harpers
Bazaar
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1897-05-27
The TORN LETTER.
BY Leroy Armstrong,

BY Leroy Armstrong,
Hundreds of people had come into
town that August day in 1861 to see
the soldiers drill.
Many a mother wept silently, sitting
there in the farm wagon, as the column
OF recruits marched past. Many a
father, making pretense OF attending
his horses, as the sharp words OF th
| drill sergeant cut the silence OF tn
summer day, grieyed for the boy who
was obstnately yet Dlamelessly minded
! just now to go into great danger
! And the little children whose brother
were following the drummers up and
/ down the public square shuddered as
/ they thought of the battles coming, and
| wished-yery ingloriously- this
company might be sent to some place
/ where hostile bullets could not come.
: At the end of the bridge, on . little
| elevation that commanded a distant
| view of the public square, Judge Wade
and his wife sat in the back seat of
/ their open carriage, and looked at the
soldiers learning promptness and pre-
4 cision and concerted movement On
the front seat sat young Wallace Wade
Drive on said the Judge We have
seen enough of them"
But young Wade gathered the reins
( slowly, and looked again at the uni
! formed men, at the handsome dress o
the officers, at the seductive CLINT of
the guns.
Come, come" said the judge
Drive on, Wallace, r" said Mrs. Wade
But yet the strapping fellow fingered
He was In the untried ground where
two allegiances met. Presently h
turned impnlsively, yet resoutey, his
eyes full OF a light his parents rec
ognized, though they never had seen.
; You drive home, father he said,
and passed the lines to the older man.
I'm be home for supper" And he
leaped lightly to the ground.
For therc at the corner of the public
square was Elenor Thompson, and she
had seen him. He did not go straight
to her, though his mother knew that
would be his destination.
That Tompson girl will persuad
/ him to enlist" she said. she is half
I the cause of all this enthusiasm"
/ III she does persuade him." said tn
judge, bitterly, II will never forgive
either him or her"
/ Wallace greeted few friends as he
Joined the ranks OF the spectators.
why aren't you with them?" asked
a young fellow to whom as properly
! the question might have applied.
They need you" added an old man
/ who was thankful for his age.
you know how to drill men," adde
boy. III I was you"
Wallace will 60 when the tim
comes, rejoined a pleasant old lady
who had no sons to bereaye her
He let them banter. He had fought
il all out with himself and resolved his
I duty was filial obedience And he knew
his fathers wishes. But he drifted
along the line of watchers and joined
I Elenor Thompson at the corner OF tn
/ field. The soldiers had completed
/ evolution and the people were cheering.
She was waving her handkerchIe
I wildly Her eyes were flashing, he
+ bosom was heaviug. She was instinc
with martial enthusiasm. He touched
I her hand
you are ia earnest. said he
. eft is splendid How grand they
look How noble they must bel II
. we're a man"
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1897-05-27
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liked the Old Man.

General Kelly was once in search of
6 band of guerrillas. and, coming
across n girl who had two brothers in
the rebel army captured her, hoping
to learn from her their hiding place,
The girl, Sallie Dusky, could not be
brought to tell anything she knew. At
last the general. at his wits end.
said. you may choose a husband
from my army II you will tell me
where the guerrillas are" As even this
failed to make an impression on the
girl, she was sent away in charge of
a Captain Bags She suddenly asked,
"Do you think the general would have
kept his world" He certainly would,
replied Captain Bags. We'll, I'd
about as lief have had the old man
1.-THE general HIMSELF as any of EN-,
was her last remark. York
Times.
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1897-05-27
NO GAME

In showery spring both sides NAV s--s
And boast with might and man
And tell with glee what the score "o1N
be
r B. hadn't been for rain.
Washington Star
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1897-05-27

wells up from his throat like the pipe
Of a church organ and mellow as the
strains from a French horn. Possibly
he is reminded of home and the shady
gloom of the walk through the woods
to the singing school, for without a
pause, like chime Of silver bells,
he thrills an apostrophe to the queen Of
night:
Roll on, silver moon!
Guide the traveller on his
way
While the nightlngale's song
Is In tune,
For / never, never more
with my true love will stray
by the sweet silver light 4,
Bonny moon.
Then the music and the moonlight
make him melodramat.c, love and
Luna mingle in his tuneful memory,
for, unconsciously and half under his
breath, he sings 10 his sweetheart:
Oh, loved little beauty.
Belle Brandon,
And told her meath the old
Arbor tree
And then, as if framing IN music the
thought of the little beauty" in her
faraway northern home, he sings
Jearest love, do yen remember
When we last did meet?
How you told me that you
loved me
Kneeling at my feet?
Daughter and badinage have long
snice ceased Flat on their backs,
gazing up at the stars through the
pine and hemlock boughs, the boys
lie quietly smoking while the soloist
sings, Willie, We Have Missed You"
Mother, Is The Battle Oyer2" etc
This al hesco concert goes on for
two solid, happy hours, when, all too
soon. the much mathematical bugles
which are always breaking ia upon the
Ilcasurers and occupations OF the men,
strike mp the wall:
S-a-a-y, D-e-u-t-c-h-e-r, will You
fight m-i-t S-i-g-e-l?
There goes tattoo Fall in for roll
CALI" shout the orderly sergeants, and
the open air concert it at an end
Washington Star.
Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1897-05-27

Successful IN Three Wars.
We had been successful in three
wars. We had wrested 13 colonies
fvom Great Britain. We had conquered
upon the high seas, We had added
more than 100000 Of square miles to
the national domain. We hsd increased
In population from 100000 to 81 900
900 We were in the midst of plenty.
We y ere rich and free. Ours appeared
TO be the most prosperous of nations.
Bot it was only appearance. Tie
statesmen aud the politicians were de-
ceiNed. Real victories can be won
only - the light The triumph of JUS
tee is the only peace. Such is The
raturc of things He who enslayes
another cannot he free. Colonel In
gersull.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1897-10-21

is the blood you have shed for your
country; the white is the purity Of
home, of mother, sister, wife and sweet
heart; and the stars are the jewels rep
resenting the spirits of those departed
heroes who made your country free.
And with all these emblems of purity
before your eyes you will 60 ashore in
a "heathen" land, and in one night
plant more sin than the salvation army
can 'pray" out in year. So, you see,
with all of your boasted freedom you
are slaves of the devil.''
Here my memory fails me as to her
''quiet talk" as she would call it. But
l do remember that through her ear
nestness and unselfish devotion to the
''cause" some of the crew were con-
verted in the true sense of the word.
Some of them that 1 met years after
on board Z. S. merchantmen on the
coast of China were grand good ship
mates and an honor to the Sailors
Salvation Army as they called it.
SINBAD.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1897-10-21

heavens like spear thrown by Titanic
hand, then rising and falling and fad
ing away until there remains but a
beautiful halo, the crowning emblem
of maternity bestowed by nature on
mother earth. "The mystic light of the
north the aurora borealis. Where is
the human artist who can depict the
beauty, the sublimity that pervades
the polished picture portrayed by the
hand of nature? Which among their
many productions can leave a deeper,
more lasting impression? And when
memory's hand sweeps the gamut of
these impressions, lingering with
aollan touches upon their many de.
tailed beauties, what creation of finite
art can lend to the silent observer in
solitude, more effective rein to fancy
a fancy that can never idealize for the
real remains the ideal? LEONARD.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1897-10-21
Written for The Prison Mirror.
RETROSPECTION.

Looking back on the past is diver
sion in which every person can and
should indulge, occasionally. 1t is
not time wasted, as many suppose. On
the contrary it is laden with much
good, pleasure and sorrow in proper
tion to the character of recollections it
revives, and suggestions it offers for
guidance during the journey through
life. 1t demonstrates that human ex.
istence must be eventful to a greater
or lessor degree in compliance with
the law of nature that demands either
advancement or retrogression as is evil
denced in the ever-changing conditions
of mankind.
The pathway trodden in life is
strewn plentifully with milestones of
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1897-10-21
THE PRESENT MAKES YOUR
FUTURE.

1t does not take a prophet to predict
the future of everyone, even the most
of us can tell by persons every day
life a certain amount of their future
When you notice young man who is
eager after the newspapers, carefully
scanning the current events of the day
and reading elevating literature you
predict for him bright future. Per-
haps he may be of an inventive mind
and will study day after day upon
some vexing problem rather than to
lay it aside as impossible; or he may be
deeply interested in the study of birds,
animals and plants and learn their
habits, peculiarities, ETC., in his leisure
hours, that he too would be able to
give to the world something new. But
Oh the other hand when you see
young man who delights in reading
trashy novels, seldom reads the news
paper without it contains something
sensational, and spends his time other
wise idly, you can easily see that his
aim in life, if he has any, is not very
high and will probably fall short of
even that aim. 1t is said of a certain
German lad who sat reading one day a
"bloOd -and-thunder novel; that he
suddenly stopped to think of the situa-
ton. Although deeply interested in it
he knew it took his mind off his
studies so threw the book into the
river. Years later men knew the lad
as Fichte, the great German philoso-
pher. Another illustration, nearer at
home and more familiar to us, is
that of an American boy whose par
ents were so poor that his knowledge
derived from books at home was very
limited, yet he had desire to read and
often walked ten miles to borrow
book which he thoroughly read. This
same lad who later became a famous
lawyer and afterwards filled our ma
tion's highest office was none other
than Abraham Lincoln. 1t is true we
all cannot attain the prominence of
Fichte or Lincoln but we can make
the most of the present time. 1t is the
way we use the present that the future
will use us. If we are wasting all it's
golden moments and not trying to
benefit ourselves is the prospect of our
future bright ?-Buffalo Lake News.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1897-10-21
SAVE THE BOYS.

A few days ago a representative of
the Inter Ocean was at the brideWell
when the 'black maria" drove up with
it's daily load of fresh recruits from the
police courts of that day. There were
twenty four in all. There are some
women in the brideWell, but none came
in that consignment. Most of them
were young men. But there were six
boys, ranging, one would say, from to
IL years Old Each came in on fine of
$3.50, which means, if they are not
bailed out, Imprisonment for five days.
The smallness of the fine shows that
they were not accused of anything
serious. They might have been found
rather late at night on the street by
the police and pulled in. Very likely
they belong to a gang of urchins
known to the police of the neighbor-
hood as up to mischief and petty
thieving.
Chicago has hundreds of these boys
lads that are travelling, and at fast
rate, along the road that leads to
Pontiac and later to Joliet. There is
no duty more pressing than that of
rescuing these poor little fellows from
destruction. They may be treading
the paths worn smooth and dirty by the
feet of their families for generations,
the victims of heredity, or they may be
homeless orphans. The brightest and
the smallest of the bridewell squad
said he had no home and no folks. He
certainly looked as if he came of good
stock, and he might have figured in the
group of which it was said on the very
best of authority, "Of such is the king
dom of heaven"
What is to be done with and for these
waits? No more important question
for the future of society could be asked.
The answer, so far as it goes, is found
in the Illinois School of Agriculture
and Manual Training for Boys, for
merly the Illinois Industrial Training
School for Boys, at Glenwood, just out
of Chicago. That institution aims to
rescue this class of boys, take care of
them, and find them homes in the
country. It is doing noble work, but
it is limited in its range and capacity.
Its tenth annual report, just published
makes satisfactory showing, but it
can at most reach only a very small
per cent. of the cases requiring the
services of some such agency of rescue.
Chicago Inter Ocean.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1897-10-21
TepMs.J Shopper year. in advance
Six Months so cents.

as many kinds as there are colors in
rainbow. These milestones make
what is commonly termed the bright
and dark sides of life, upon either of
which no person has a cinch because
of surroundings and mental construc-
tion, the apparent pretensions of the
81 am holier than thou element to the
contrary, Notwithstanding
Circumstances, moral and educa-
tiOnal knowledge, are the factors that
invariably determine the nature of
events in life for veal or woe. Conse-
quently, close and continuous applica-
tion to both these sciences should be
the aim of mankind in general, for the
reason that no human life is so profuse
in good and great qualities that it can
not be improved upon and partially
reclaimed morally.
Retrospection recalls the mistakes
and shortcomings in life and suggests
a system for elf-discipline, the follow
ing of which will avoid repititions of
what has resulted disastrously to self,
to others and to projects with which
we may have been identified,
Looking backward also proves fully
that the retentive power of the mem
ory is inclined to advance or decline in
quality to the extent that it is culti-
waited or neglected. A weak vacilla-
ting memory that will not retain
important mental images indicates
carelessness of self-interest and disre-
gard for the rights of others which
will surely cause inconvenience and
modification in more ways than one
to the truthfulness of which a certain
colony in Minnesota can attest.
This faculty of retaining ideas in the
mind is susceptible of cultivation to
high standard to attain which the fol-
lowing of our present calling" will
aid wonderfully. ID. H.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1897-10-21
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1t isn't always safe to judge
A fellow by his looks;
Or try to size him up from rules
One finds laid down in books.
There's many a man who, you would think,
Could face the world alone;
While, deep within his bosom, he
Has troubles of his own.
It's natural, when you meet a man
OF aspect debOnnaire;
To think, there goes fellow who
Has not single care
Mayhap that's true; and then again
If the real truth were known,
Beneath that calm exterior he
Has troubles of his own.
We often envy those who rise
To stations high and great,
And fancy they have easy lives
Who guide the ship of state;
Yet oft the churl has less of care,
Than monarch on his throne;
The greatest king the world e'er saw
Has troubles of his own.
SO let us all be satisfied.
And duty's call obey;
Content to do the work our hands
Are finding day by day.
Why longer should we sit and grieve
Ger wasted hopes, now flown?
All ranks have cares, and everyone
Has troubles of his own.
H. Tins in Minneapolis Journal.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1897-10-21

Paper Read Before the Chnutnuqun Cucle.]
OftentlmeS, as memory recalls to me
the many artistic views of natures
diverse conditions that it has been my
pleasure to observe, l think how puerile
the attempt of man to reproduce on
canvas, in miniature, the Wondrous
autumn landscapes, now greeting the
eye on every hand; or the spreading,
deepening sea of green, heralding the
advent of spring; to convey an ade-
quate conception of the many magniti-
cent beauties of nature or truthfully
portray the soft tone, the mellow rich
ness, the delicate shadings of color and
their harmonious blending as produced
by nature and hung for all to view in
its spacious gallery What pupil of
this master, be he Titan or a Rhem-
brant, a MurillO or a Rubens, can
breathe for us nobler inspiration or
inculcate truer moral lesson, than can
nature, our teacher? Who among
natures scholars can create higher
ideal than expressed in the real? Who
can give to the mentally blind con-
ception of the beauty they see but do
not appreciate? Or who can teach
them to appreciate that considered
worthless?
Every day that passes spreads before
us some new view from natures NOV
ing panorama. We see the field of
waving grain, the meadow soft as
velvet, the purling stream rejecting
the sunlight in golden masses of
beauty, the barren rock the snowclad
mountain top the wooded vallies and
table lands, giving us their changing
pictures of bleak winter, of spring and
its rising sea of green, of the crimson
and red the green, amber and gold and
all the variegated hues of autumn, yet
seeing, we heed not, nor value it's
beauty. But to those who, isolated as
we are, longingly turn our eyes from
our intermural life, and wistfully view
the fleeing beauty of nature, her pic.
lures must ever hold for such a value
distinct from the intrinsic worth of it's
canvas imitation. Our very position,
perhaps, enables us to more fully grasp
the detailed beauties of nature, to rest
upon them and absorb them more COM
pletely within us. Thus memory may
also recall and refresh us with scenes
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1897-10-21
Written for The Prison Mirror.
THE SALVATION ARMY AMONG
SAILORS.

In reading the 'War Cry,' copy
of which was sent to me recently, my
thoughts wandered back to the days
when l was respected sailor in the
U. S. navy. l belonged to the crew of
the flagship "Trenton," and it was
while we lay at Southampton, England,
that 1 first became acquainted with
the Salvation Army-the "Happy
Elijas," the sailors termed them, with
no disrespect either; for 1 think they
are the happie@t people on earth,-with
the exception perhaps of the Pitcairn
islanders, who, it is said, have not got
brains enough to worry, and are happy
very much in the same way as are the
lowly kline.
There were two women who often
came aboard ship and were always
heartily welcomed by the sailors,
especially those who had become "con-
verted." A remark made by one of
the sailors in conversation one day
shows the respect and esteem in which
they were held "They are as true to
their God as the needle is to the north
POLE" and that is the highest tribute
sailor could give. Nor was their pop
ularity due to good looks, as neither
could be said to possess cOmely face
and one of them had features which
would be repulsive only for the kindly,
almost loving interest expressed there
in for erring man. l never saw any
one with so much religious "vim" and
her enthusiasm seemed to be infectious
among many of the Sailors She had
song which was characteristic and of
her own composition. 1t was favor
ite with her and would be sung on
every occasion:
"I'm Happy Eliza. she's Converted Jane.
We have been two naughty ones. but We'll
never do wrong again.
Wont you come and join us? It's only right
you should.
We're Hallelujah sisters, and we only wish
you good
After the song, with the help of
"Converted Jane she would fire a
religious broadside' at the sailors
which seldom went wide of the mark.
That was twenty years ago, and yet 1
can remember most of her words to.
day, 50 deep and lasting was the i'm.
preston made. Many were converted,
others were not, and, to my sorrow be
it said, 1 was among the latter. If
had needed those words 1 might not
now be writing this with ''pen within
pen," with dreary lifetime in which
to mediate on "what might have
been.''
think it was the earnestness with
which she spoke that implanted her
words so indelibly in my memory.
Her voice was choked with emotion
when she addressed us. sailors, am
English and you are Americans" she
would begin. "On yonder masthead
floats the flag of which you are proud.
Yes, you have a beautiful flag-the
blue, the red and the white. Do you
know what l often think those colors
stand for? The blue is the water of
the ocean over which you sail; the led
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1897-10-21
SKETCHES FROM NATURE.

Paper Read Before the Chautauqua Circle.
The Mankato free press. [volume] (Mankato, Blue Earth County, Minn.) 1879-1924, 1897-01-01
ALLOWED TO LAND.
Shipload of Italian Co1onizers Arrives at
New York.

Shipload of Italian Colonizers Arrives at
New York.
NEW YORK, Dec 30-Austin Corbin,
several months before he died, founded
an agricultural colony near Helena,
Ark. Tuesday, when Inspector Renick
of the contract labor bureau boarded
the Kaiser Wilhelm Ii, he found 39(
Italian men, women and children tic.
keted to Arkansas. He also found that
each adult had a collection of seeds
vines, shrubs and roots and also stock
of agricultural implements. He tele.
phoned to Ellis Island and was in.
structed to land the colony over there
Meantime word came from Washing
ton that the colonizers were to be adj
mitted, as they were in nowise violat
ors of the contract labor law.