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The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27
THE JOURNALS POETS.
The Times of Barrenness.

There are times when across my barren plain
Not a whisper of greeting comes;
When there's a sound of an answering
strain
AS the world my heart-strings thrums;
But o could make my hunger known,
If the thought that long for came.
1 would sing the angels sing alone,
And the world would know my name.
My spirit is drunk with it's lust to climb;
My thought has spent it's strength
In beating about mid the dirt and CRIME
Where 1 measure my sluggish length.
There is nothing of music and naught of light
My soul has wandered away
Till the DIlnd mans darkness is as light
AS the of my brightest day.
The thought-clouds float high overhead
With never a drop for me.
And the streams they make when their dews they
shed
Flow into another's sea.
A body 1 with a soul,
With one heart-breaking sigh
That my soul is gone; that the thought msts roll
Like stony phalanx by.
So l lie in the mire of the grosser me
and groveling, wait for her
Who is called my soul; and shall be
Joined close, as we one time were.
She will teach again in the light to stand
She will teach me again 10 hear;
She will touch my cheek she will hold my hand
When my soul again draws near
Richmond, Ind. IS. w. Gillian.
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especially gentlemen with bicycles, were
rare occurrences. AN think the masther
is out, but I'll go an see, if you'll come
In You car lave your bicycle there. No
one won't touch it,
She showed him into sitting room. and
requested him in a friendly manner to sit
down. Presently she returned with a lamp.
Then he was surprised to find himself in a
very tastefully arranged room. The furni-
ture was old-fashioned, but there were no
gaudy antimacassars or accessories usual in
the best parlor of a farmhouse. The walls
were artistically decorated.
There were flowers in pots and in vases. an
abundance of bric-a-brac-a piano which
stood open with music on it, as though it
had recently been used. Kennedy had only
time to take in these details when he heard
steps descending the stairs. They were light
steps, like woman's, and this puzzled him.
as he remembered that there was no mis-
tress. The next moment the door opened,
and he was face to face with Eileen OFar-
rell.
"Eileen!' he exclaimed.
Phillip she said
1t was the first time they had called each
other by their Christian names but their
simply. Eileen smiled and felt happy. Ken
nedy smiled and felt happy also. Each
knew before any words had been spoken
that the barriers of reserve that had sep
arated them were now removed forever.
Sit down" said Eileen. Il was told there
was stranger in the drawing room who
wanted to see father, and Ellen gave me
your card. but it was too dark to see it. 1
never expected that it was you"
Il had intended to go, but my stepmother
died and it seemed unkind to leave father
as there are lot of young children-my
stepbrothers and stepsisters. So l have
been looking after them since. ] used not
get on with my stepmother. That's why
l was living away from home"
Then this is your home! oh. Eileen, If
| had known you were so near me / should
have come to you long since. 1t has been
DO you think have been less miserable
than your"
You know that loved you, yet you will
fully misunderstood me-"
II think man should make himself plain
ly understood"
"You were so cold so naughty"
Were you less sop
you know / love you now.'s
II do, since you say So"
"And you love me, Eileen?"
II think you need not ask"
The rest of the conversation was in q
somewhat similar strain. 1t was only when
Mr. OFarrell came on the scene that Ken
nedy remembered why he had come and the
request for hospitality he had to make.
OF course the request was granted. In
fact Kennedy spent the remainder Of his
months holiday at Rathdore, which was the
name Of Mr.. OFarrelPs farm. or course
too. Kennedy married Eileen and thereby
Fancy marrying a common farmers
daughter" she cried wrathfully to the
crony who had previously reported the
pair. But / told you Philip would be fool
sh enough to do it,
For a little while Nellie Lesson was
broken-hearted. Then she consoled herself
by matrimony on her own account, and her
name figured in the marriage lists with that
of Frank Murphy.
Kennedy thinks he has had a narrow es-
cape, for which he thanks his lucky cycling
Dublin Freeman
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Sabbath Chimes.

"A Sunday Once it meant, to boyish mind,
A warm, still room. for the singing wind
Through empty keyholes, big clock ticking slow
And rustic of the Sunday page, below
And over which the white, strong. fragrant smoke
OF fathers pipe curled, till the family folk
Across the misty looked strange and dim
Like those day-dreams that so encompassed him.
A little later, when the school days came,
"A Sunday" meant the answering of a name
At roll CALL and the haste of tardy feet
To catch the passing file, or beat retreat
Before a bolted chapel door, 1t meant
The old deans lecture, brief and eloquent,
And letters home to mother, which set free
And afterwards, when dreams had given place
To action, Sunday meant young girls face
Devout above her book at morning prayer
The lights of old stained windows on her hair.
1t meant long sences of afternoons
on Sunday through contented Mays and Junes,
And sunlit meadows, and the starlt skies,
And love-light in a woman's answering eyes
"A Sunday All, across the distant years
The calm day stretches out till it appears
That life was all a Sunday: and the sense
That that benign and gentle influence
OF home and mother and the tender wife
Who entered into rest, so chastened life
chimes toll
s'There is a Sabbath evening of the SOUL
madison, Ind. Olive Sanxay.
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the, island and the wild ducks come down
and dwell in perfect peace and harmony
with their domesticated kin.
Mrs. Sarah Mcbride, who died at Bur
lingtOn Junction, Mo-, at the age OF forty
five, weighed $50 pounds. part OF the
wall had to be cut away to get the corpse
out of the house. and as no hearSe could be
found strong enough to bear the burden, the
body was conveyed to the cemetery on a
dray
An Alsatian named Thorner is spending
the years which the German government
requires shall be given to military service
in prison. He has Scruples against bearing
arms. While he was willing to perform all
of the other duties of a soldier in the most
obedient fashion, he refused point blank to
touch gun or a sword.
A curious industry in some of the prov
inceS of China is the manufacture of mock
money for offering to the dead. The pieces
are only half the size of the real coins, but
the dead are supposed not to know the diff
ference The dummy coins made out of
tin, hammered to the thinness of paper
and stamped out to the size required.
The seal worn by the Pope and used by
him on his official documents to which his
signature is attached, has on it the engrav-
ing of fish, with the cipher Of the wearer.
Since the thirteenth century every Pope has
worn a ring of this character, and it is
shattered with a hammer when the wearer
dies, to prevent It's use on forged docu-
ment.
The question of the civil liability of chill
dren was gravely argued at Blackburn
County Court, London, the other day, when
a lad of nine was sued for the value of a
plate glass window broken during game
of marbles. Judge Coventry ruled that
children of the age of nine had not suf-
ficient knowledge of the effects of their acts
to make them responsible.
One of the greatest wonders of Java, ''the
fire island" large lake of boiling mud,
is nearly two miles in circumference and
I'm the center immense columns of soft, hot
mud may be seen continually rising and fall
ing, like great black timbers thrust forth
and then suddenly withdrawn by a giants
hand. Besides the phenomena of the col
umns there are two gigantic bubbles near
balloons and explode on an average three
times per minute
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to the results a capricious and unbalanced
look; his assistants have diversified notions
as to what is dangerous and what isn't: he
can't get time to examine their criticisms
in much detail; and so sometimes the very
same matter which is suppressed in one pa
per fails to be damned in another one, and
gets published in full feather and unmodi-
fled. Then the paper in which ii was sup
pressed blandly copies the forbidden mat
ter into its evening edition-provokingly
giving credit and detailing all the circum-
stances in courteous and inoffensive LAM
guage-and of course the censor cannot say
q word.
Sometimes the censor sucks all the blood
out Of a newspaper and leaves it colorless
and inane; sometimes he leaves it undis-
turbed, and lets it talk out its opinions with
frankness and vigor hardly to be sur
passed, think, in the journals of any coun-
try. Apparently the censor sometimes re-
viseS his verdicts upon second thought, for
several times lately he has suppressed jour-
nails after their issue and partial distribu-
ton The distributed copies are then sent
for by the censor and destroyed. have two
of these, but at thestime they were sent for
J. could not remember what had done with
them.
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T,lnnineott's Magazine

Lippincotts Magazine.
A young man lately went West, as 10
many do, to seek his fortune in the gold
and silver districts. Thousands were dream
ing of the gold and silver veins and Of the
wealth CT Monte Cristo or of Croesus. But
this fellow, after looking about him. took q
cool survey of the food possibilities of this
country for one year. And he discovered
that the market would be short on that
homely vegetable, onions So he set to work
and bought up onions In fact, he cornered
onions. And in less than two years he made
fortune of over 100000 Yet there are
people who persist in talking about luck,
and who like to see the new moon over the
right shoulder. 1t is not the opportunity
which counts but the man or the woman.
A ffn-de-siecle wit recently called life a
Sucked orange" So II is for those who
wait for something 10 turn up. The thing
IS TO go out and turn something up; not to
Think that life owes US living, but 10
think that We owe life living, the best liv-
ing we are capable OF. How unresponsive,
unsuggestive, dead, mind must be which
could call life sucked orange"-life, the
greatest of gifts. the one thing which IL
itself one vast opportunity.
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tongues confess. Thus the two lines Of in

tongues confess Thus the two lines Of in
vestigation converge.
Say not, why do the chariot wheels of
love tarry SO long? Why is love SO late
coming to its own? Remember the count
less ages through which grayitation en-
dured the hiding of it's power Electricity
bottled like the geni of the tale, was only
in our own time released Other great laws
have wandered around the world, vain sup
plants for mans attention. Why not love
among the rest? And if the hero and archie
type of love thought his high estate not
thing to- be grasped at, why should not the
principle itself be realized and glorified
through darkness and suffering?
Finally. two practical reflections. One is
that no human duty or relation is complete
without love- Apart from love the parent
is inefficient, the teacher is weak, the
scientist is blind, the citizen is remiss, the
man of business is found wanting. There
is no substitute for it, Neither eloauence.
zeal, conviction. one-sided charity nor mar
tyrdom itself, viii ever take the place of
love. The most dreadful utterance of judg-
ment will be: 'Inasmuch as ye did it
not"
The second reflection is, there can be no
hope out of a right relation to the source
of love. AS well expect grapes of thorns
or figs of thistles. In Him was life, and the
life was the light of men. The unregener-
ate soul is like Samson shorn of his locks.
Professor Drummond says, Love is life.
Love never faileth, and life never faileth
so long as there is love. That is why love
should be the supreme thing-because it is
going to last because it is eternal life. 1t
is thing we are now living on, not that
we get when we die, and that we shall have
a poor chance of getting when we die I'M
less are living now. No worse fate can
befall a man in this world than to live and
grow old alone, unloving and unloved. To
be lost is to live in unregenerate con-
dition, loveless and unloved and to be
saved is to love. Every one that loveth is
born of God. and he that dwelleth in love
dwelleth already in God. For God is love-"
Life. with all it yields of joy or woe,
Is just our opportunity of learning love"
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27
The Daily Question.
Washington Post.

washington Post,
A young Washington matron who does
not belong 10 any literary clubs, but who
has a good many women friends who do
became desperate the other day. She
bought a china plaque. and painted these
apparently inexplicable words upon it:
No and / never intend TO. / haven't got
time. Lemme alone.
She set this plaque on easel in the room
where she is wont to receive her woman
chums. and she says she found il exceed
ing useful when she received the day after
painting IL.
How, useful?' she was questioned.
Why she said Il simply point 10 the
plaque when people ask me. Have you .ead
QUO Nadis?' "
Which, in view of the tremendous amount
ola commiseration that the man or woman
W a has read Quo Nadis' invariably be-
stdWs upon the man or woman who hasn't
is 4 scheme betokening positive genius.
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Rehind the scenes.

Ring up the curtain. let the play go on,
Although one actor weary at his heart
Cares longer to take up his part
In Ilfe 5 perplexing scene. The golden dawn
is none the DINNER though one ray is gone;
And so the tale viii lose none of its art
To charm the ear or cause the tear to start,
With this one player from the stage withdrawn
The farce is ended; lay the mask aside
That has beguiled the midnights passing jest;
From all the mimicry. the made-up pride.
The fond delusion, he now longs for rest;
Joy wears ago by glowing footlights died.
But this sad truth the world has never guessed
Rays Crossing md -Alonzo Leora Rice.
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A Reliable Sign.
Puck.

Mrs Schermerhorn (of Brooklyn. at their
home surrounded by rubber plants, con-
cernedly)-Do you think the Newcombs
from New York, have become, thoroughly
Brookynized as yet. Marmaduke?
Mr. Schermerhorn (earnestly)-Yes: I saw
Mr.. Newcomb carrying home a rubber
plant from the big department store bar
gain sale of rubber plants, to-day.
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The Censor and the Press In Austria.


TO this same end-it coo1s off the news
papers every morning at O'Clock, when
ever warm events are happening There is
a censor of the press, and. apparently, he is
always on duty and hard at work. A copy
of each morning paper is brought TO him at
) O'clock His official wagons wait at the
doors of the newspaper offices and scud to
him with the first copies that come from
the press His company of assistants read
every line in these papers, and mark every
thing which seems to have dangerous
look; then he passes final Judgment upon
these markings. Two things conspire to give
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27
"a Little Folding Of the Hands ii
SieeD."

Sleep"
IT'S thus fain would think of death,
A glimpse of heaven, quivering breath,
Then slumber till God quickeneth,-
"A little folding of the hands in sleep"
Out in some grassy, shaded spot,
Where the worlds turmoil cometh not,
BY hearts that loved them ne er forgot
"a little folding of the hands in Sleep
Sometime l. too, shall likewise rest,
With cold hands folded on my breast;
L think these words do comfort best:
"a little folding of the hands in Sleep
IT'S but little while that we
In deaths calm, dreamless sleepless shall be
Ere heaven and eternity;
"a little folding Of the hands in sleep"
Irvington. Margaret Manning,
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Intuition.

A friend we may know-face to face. heart &c
heart.
But his soul we may not understand,
For our eyes in reality lie far apart
Though we so through life hand in hand
But the thread OF the fates may tangle sometime,
And. until the impression is lost,
We feel and we see with an insight divine
Like the fash when the wires are crossed.
Terre Haute. Ind. Hubert III. Woodsmall.
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Pittsburg Chrc

Pittsburg Chronicle-Telegraph
What is the color of that dress Mrs
Birmingham is wearing?" asked Mr.. Snaggs
of his wife.
Electric blue" replied Mrs. Snaggs.
81 thought ii looked shocking"
"That is not so much the result of its
color as from the fact that ii is ohm-made."
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An Explanation.
Harlem Life


Lucy-George is very much annoyed. Mr..
Hudson, who has always been his most in
innate friend, never congratulated him on
our engagement.
May-AIr Hudson has the reputation OF
being an extremely conscientious man.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27
There Is an Exception.
Washington Star.

WaShlngtOn Star
'My boy" said the kindly old gentleman,
remember that Ii is always well to use
elaboration. Never go into anything head
foremost.
some thought, ''but did you ever watch q
bicycle rider putting on a sweater"
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27
Settles Nervous Bankruptcy

Investigation shows that men who succeed
are men of brains-st nerves-great will
power. Ordinary food cannot supply the
vital forces which people with active brains
and bodies require. Bcola Pills feed the
nerves make the mind bright muscles
strong-make flesh and blood and give per-
feet health to men and women. The Turner's
of Philadelphia make Bicola Pills.
J. +. Buckley, chief clerk National Hotel,
Washington. ID. c.. testihes that ne was all
run ciown-was shadow of his former self
Bicoa Pills gave him wonderful relief-ha
gained over twenty pounds after using them.
Indianapolis Agents.
Henry IIuder Browning a Son. Bates House
Pharmacy. X. /. Eada H. G. Pomeroy Frank
Carter Sig. Mueh Fishers Pharmacy, l.. III.
Renkegt. /. y. Helms l.. A. Gable. Baron Bros.
T. s Stockman !. II. Gauld. George Borst. Chas.
Rolling ,naries Watson. Edward Reick. Conrad
Keller c, w. Eichrodt. G. L. Ruch. Hadley
Bros. Alma Babb, Charles Lambert, Claude
Field. A. NJ. Eyster. r. F.. steward, Gus Lender,
4 D Monlngcr North indiaiapos-A. Il. Gaul6
4 Bro. West arelis-Cher'es Hahn
TURNER'S LITTLE LIVER TURNER'S
very small pill. Turns you liver. Cures
Sick Billousness indigestion.
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Philadelphia

Philadelphia North American.
The Touchel--Madam, kin you help a
poor unfortoonat paterot?
The Touched-Patriot, my poor man?
The Toucher-Yessum l wuz one Of the
crew of de Maine what was blowed up by
them horrid Spaniards.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27
The Only One.


Miss Beacon-Wasn't it Admiral Porter
who said: Take no quarter from the en-
emy?"
Mr. Lake-Naw, it couldn't have been
or, if 1t was, he's the only porter that ever
said such thing.
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which, Being Interpreted

Cyrus-Well, Seth, an haow's business?
Seth-Pretty durn bad as l says tew my
ole mule this morning, when wuz feedip'
him. / says, it's a good job fer yew tibet
yew amt camel, fer thets the last straw.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27
CircumstantiaI Evidence.
Puck,

II suspect there has been some crooked
work going on here he said. And he was
right. His wife had been driving nails
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
Cheering Him Up.
Punch

Invalld--Oh. Doctor I'm afraid I'm pretty
well at deaths door.
Doctor-Don't you worry, my dear sir
we'll pull you through.
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Could Not Eat===All Run Down

several boxes of Hoods Pills. She re-
gained her weight and is now enjoying
the best OF health. Her digestion is good,
and she can eat almost anything she
wishes. She is forty-two years old, anC
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27
Not to he Evaded.


Fooled" Kissed the burglar, and turned
and fled away into the night.
For he had evaded the improved burglar
alarm only to discover that there was an
old-fashioned rocking chair in the front
parlOr
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Makes Some Concessions.

| Chicago Tribune
Don't the merchants you work for ever
observe public holiday at all?''
''Oh, yes, sort o.. If get down to the
/ store half an hour earlier in the morning
they'll let us off half an hour earlier in the
| afternoon"
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27

Puck.

Sunday-school Teacher-Why was Lots
wife turned into pillar of salt?
Tommy-Cause she was too fresh.
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27

If there were no other means of prov
ing the great blood-enrichirg power of
Hoods Sarsaparilla, the grateful testi-
monials from thousands of weak, tired,
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27
Suffered So Much

that she became but shadow of herself.
Prescriptions failed to do her any good,
and the remedies she tried weakened her
so much that she discontinued their use,
and she lost all faith i'll medicines. One
day 1 read of lady similarly afflicted who
was cured by Hoods Sarsaparilla. 1t
sounded so truthful that 1 persuaded
mother to try this medicine. Before she
had finished the first bottle there was an
improvement in her condition. She no
longer threw up her food and her head
ache was not so severe She took in all
four bottles of Hoods Sarsaparilla and
The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-02-27

Hoods Sarsaparilla is just what such peo-
pie need. because it makes rich, pure,
nourishing blood
IRONTON, OHIO-"My mother was
subject to sick headache and indigestion
for over year. She was unable to stand
up for any length of time, and was obliged
TO stay in a dark room, as she could not
bear the light. She had no appetite what
ever, and her stomach was so weak she
could not retain what food she did eat.
She also had severe pains i'll her head. She