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The Irish standard., 1902-01-18
A KnowinG DeE.

Sir Walter Scott tells Of one of his
dogs that one day furiously attacked
the baker and was with great diff
Guilty called off. But as the dog OBJ
served the baker coming every day to
leave bread for the family, he began
to regard him in more favorable
light. and in time the dog and the
baker became great friends. One day
Sir Walter was telling somebody how
the dog had attacked the baker, and
as soon as he began the story the dog
sllulked into the corner of the room,
turned his face to the wall, hung
down his ears and lowered his tail
and displayed every sign of being
heartily ashamed of himself. But
when he came to the end Of his story,
and said. but Tray didn't bite the
baker," the dog turned around,
jumped and frisked about, and was
evidently quite restored to his own
good opinion. To try the dog, Scott
repeated the story in Il different tone
of voice. in the midst even of the
conversation, but it was always the
same. Directly he began. the dog
crept into the corner, but when he
came to but Tray didn't bite the
baker, he always capered back in
triumph.
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An Irish Hessian,s Reward.

we hope young men who imagine
they will be well looked after if they
join the army will read how Michael
O'Brien, lately of the 2nd Black
Watch, has been treated, says Rey-
nold's Newspaper He enlisted on
November %, 1880. just over twenty
one years ago, and served under Sir
Garnet Wolseley in Egypt, 1882, and
under Sir Frederick Roberts in India
and Burmah. He served in the Bur-
mese War. under General Prender-
gast. 1SS5-S7. taking part in several
expeditions against. the dacoits, the
storming and capture of the Minhla
Forts. the action of Popah Hill, and
the relief of Sa-Sing. O'Brien left
India in 1881 and was transferred to
the first-cl;ss army reserve. He re-
engaged in the secOnd-clasS reserve
and on the outbreak of the Tl;lnsv;ial
War volunteered his services. which
We're Immediately accepted. He was
drafted to the 2nd, Battalion Black
Watch and landed in South Africa en-
November II, 1899. The regiment
joined General French's force at
Naauwpoort and subsequently pro-
ceeded under General Wauchope. to
reinforce Lord Methuen north of the
Orange River. He took part in the
forced march from the Orange River
to AIodder River; the night march of
the memorable Battle of Magersfon-
tein and the subsequent retreat to the
Modnel: the march to Paardeberg and
the battle. lie has recently been i'll
valided home with rheumatic fever
and. after appearing before the Mill
tary Medical Board at Chester, was
informed his services would he con-
sidered for pension by the Chelsea
Hospital Commissioners. 10 his sur
prise, although still suffering from
fever contracted in South Africa, a
pension has now been refused him, on
the ground that he is not entitled to
it. Ii ever /; man earned his pension
O'Bricn did, and we trust some men,
Der of Parliament will take his case
uO
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Must we abandon the self.evident

''Must we abandon the self-evident
truth that governments derive their
just powers from the consent of the
governed? Must we accept imperial
ism as an accomplished fact and join
in the shout for blood and conquest?
Our republic rests upon solid rock and
while its principles are rcvered it cam
not be overthrown from within or
from without, but if all parties Joined
together to erect an empire upon
American soil they would build upon
the sand and the edifice could not
endure. 1t is law divine in its
duration that wrongdoing ultimately
destroys the wrongdoer and no nation
or combination of nations is strong
enough to evade or resist retributive
justice.
but suppose-what no one should
assume and what no one can prove
that steadfast adherence to democratic
principles would result in repeated de-
feat, is there any reason why we
should abandon those principles and
adopt others, or have none Mt all?
Those who prefer prison fare or
servile subjects lot to the dangers of
the battlefield may condemn the Beers
for continuing what some describe
as a hopeless struggle for independ-
ence, but those who can measure the
mighty influence of great deeds know
that the sturdy Dutchmen of South
Africa have already conferred upon
the world benefit that cannot be
measured by money. Their valor has
brought greater security to all the
republics of the earth; the bodies of
their dead have built bulwark be-
hind which the friends of liberty will
fight for centuries.
$50 the Democratic party, whether
in power or out of power, is serving
mankind when it stands steadfastly
for constitutional government and in
sists that that government shall be
administered according to Jeffersonian
maxim, equal rights to all and special
privileges to none''
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The DerviSh'S Advice.

Once Il certain king was making Il
+ val progress. On his way he
Glanced to meet delvish who was
celebrated for his wisdom.
Give me a piece of advice" said
the king; land YOU shall have hun-
'lred pieces of gold"
Begin nothing SIRE" answered the
dclvish, modestly, "of which thou
hast not considered the end"
The king handed him the money,
much to the disgust of the colrtiers.
who said to one another that hun
dred pieces Of gold was Il pretty price
to pay for a bit of old woman's wis
dom. The king had the maxim en-
graved in gold upon the walls of his
palace, and pretended not to hear the
remarks Of his companions. !.
Soon afterward he had a headache,
and the court surgeon was called to
bleed him-an opportunity long
sought; for certain enemies of the
king had induced the medical man to
put poison upon the end of his lancet.
The king barred his arm, and the sur
geon prepared to pierce the royal skin,
when his eyes fell upon the golden
maxim, and he, dropped his lancet in
great confusion.
"a hundred pieces of gold was not
so big price after ALL" quietly said
the king, ordering the surgeon to
prison.
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tertown, Ct, has continued his histor-
ical researches relating to the early

lcal researches relating to the early
Irish settlers in that state, while
Judge McManus of Hartford mas been
engaged in work concerning the Irish
residents of Hartford of so or 60
years ago. Mr.. Edward Fitzpatrick
Of Louisville, our vice-president for
Kentucky, has as usual been a diligent
student of history concerning that
part Of the country, and with splendid
results. 1t will be seen from this
brief review that much work has been
done.
One of the most notable events in
the history of the Society during the
year just closed, was the Inauguration
Of one Of our fellow members as presi-
dent of the United States. While we
deplore, abhor and condemn the foul
deed by which his predecessor, Mr.. Nc
Kinley, was removed, we may, never
theless, be permitted to felicitate our
selves and the nation that he has SO
worthy a successor as president in the
person of Mr.. Roosevelt.
During the past few weeks three
members of the Society have been
elected mayors of cities, to wit: the
Hon. Patrick A. Collins, mayor of
Boston, Mass: the Hon. Patrick j.
Boyle, mayor of Newport, r. l., and
the Hon. J. Fl. H. McNamee, mayor of
Cambridge, Mass, all splendidly
equipped for the Office to which they
have been chosen.
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Some Prominent Catholics.

The Emperor of Austria, the King
of Italy, the Queen of Spain, the
Kings of Bavaria, of Bulgaria, Sax
ony, Belgium, ETC., are Catholics.
The Gar of Russia was, last
month, made Godfather at Catholic
baptism. and with loud voice, re-
cited with the Czarina the Catholic
Apostles Greed.
The mother of the Sultan, who rules
172, 100000 of Mohammedans, was
Catholic, and priest was present
at her death bed. The aunt of EN-
peror William H., of Germany, was
last summer converted to Catholicity.
The wife of President Diaz of the
United States Of Mexico; also the
Presidents of Brazil, Columbia. of
Chill and of Peru are Catholics.
President Loubet of the French
Republic never omitted his Easter
duty and was always present ut mass
on Sunday.
The Turkish Minister in London,
who died recently, was pious Cath
Ole.
The Chinese Ambassador at Paris
is devout, and faithful to the Catholic
Church, and so also is the Chinese
Secretary Mt Washington.
The Japanese Catholic hierarchy
has grown fast, and very common
saying in that progressive country is,
II am not ignorant, for belong to the
highest church, the Roman Catholic"
In Oceanica and Australia the Cath
Ole faith is now spreading every
where.
Among the greatest scientists of
the age Pasteur, Cauchy, Arago,
! Ampere and Leverier, were Catholics;
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The Gaelic Revival.

A young Englishman visiting Lis
doonvarna last summer was greatly
charmed with member of the Gaelic
League, and delighted by her voice at
the League concert. Hoping to win
her favor by his apt (?) use Of Irish
words he addressed to her the follow
poem, which is published in County
Glare newspaper:
ALANNAH ASHORE.
Come out, my Shillalagh, come out.
love, with ME
On yon green cruskeen lawn we will
dance the banshee;
And while beams the moon lofty
Elva above,
Through the grove of Nabocklish
we'll lovingly rove,
And sweetly I'll whisper, my Shebeen,
to you,
Musha Agus Alannah, astore, thiggin
thu.
Oh, come out to your lover, your own
Omadhaun,
While he wakes the wild notes of his
plaintive sugaun,
While the blythe goundul MARBLES
adown in the hollow,
And the breeze murmurs low to the
shy faugh-a-ballagh,
And softly and sweetly I'll whisper to
you,
Musha Agus Alannah. astore. thiggin
All, soon the fair bride of your bost-
hoon you'll be
Where the mighty Lissfeeaun rolls
down to the sea,
And proudly I'll claim thee, my dark
haired dhudeen,
AS the light and the life of my lowly
caubeen,
And fondly I'll whisper, my own drlm-
indhue,
Musha Angus Alannah, astore, thig-
gin thu.
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the beam from your own eye, as her
book tells you, then you may see how
to take the mote from mine. We
may pity, but we have no room to
scorn the Catholic, since his church
believes, processes and practices the
doctrine as set forth in the Christian
testament. Our unfinching yet with
al gallant foe, she has ever remained
to her first love and faith true,
fact to which we, numbering one
third Of the earth's population, bear
true and sorrowful witness; as, had
she once relinquished her first profess
sions, we could easily have defeated
her with the pen where the scimitar
had failed. Our struggle against her
supremacy was at least sincere; we
tried with all our might to obliterate
her on many CORY plain. Centuries
before the atheistical, salary-grasp-
ing sects Of yesterday had found
name we were unequal to the task.
AS the poet in truth remarks:
"And still the crescent paler waved
Before the hallow'd sign,
Which few in triumph DER thy fields,
Oh, sacred Palestine.
"And wonderful but true, we found
that in the victory she caressed the
hand which had struck at her life.
Wonderful, although we are we'll
aware that her book says Love thy
enemies as we are that she existed
ere the book was written. And to-
day she commands even our profound
respect, while you, who scorn and de-
ride the Prophet of Nazareth and the
prophet of Mecca, alike with Him
who sent them-the deity whom YOU
worship Gf any must be a gross con-
ception of your own vain imagining,
which afflicts you first with the
scourge of the higher criticism; Sec
ondly, with the curse Of agnosticism,
and, finally, with the inherited curse
OF infidelity. You, sir, may travel far,
yet will you fail to find one Moham-
medan preaching and teaching his
own condemnation and glorying in it."
Needless to say this unexpected lee
ture started train Of thought which
| in ut six months resulted in NV
being enrolled Il member of the enc
true church, and am no longer one of
the number who cause the Moham-
medan to point the finger of scorn and
Cry ''fool.'
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Bygsnes.
Ye doubts and fears that once we


Ye doubts and fears that once we
knew,
Ye bitter words, of anger born;
Ye thoughts unkind, and deeds untrue,
Ye feelings of mistrust and scorn;
Against your memory we rebel
We have outlived your foolish day;
No longer in our hearts you dwell
Bygones!, Bygones! pass away!
But, oh, We joyous smiles and tears,
Endearments fond. and pleasures
past;
Ye hopes Of life's first budding years,
Ye loves that seemed too bright to
last;
Ye charities and words of peace.
Affections sunshine after rain;
Oh, never let your blessings cease
Bygones! Bygones! come again!
Charles Mackay.
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HiHts fo7 the Heusehold. q

To remove spot Of grease, sponge
it with four teaspoonfuls of alcohol to
one of salt.
Have your tablecloths and dinner
napkins slightly starched. This will
make them look better and last clean
longer.
The oil left from sardines may be
used instead of butter in fish-balls, or
with any kind of minced fish, and
greatly adds to the flavor.
How to Renovate Black Cloth
Wash some potato pealings, boil,
strain; when cool. dip brush in liquid,
and brush until clean. The cloth
should be equal to new.
Never Leave Food in Tins-Fully
half Of the cases Of poisoning from
using timed foods arise from their
being left in the tins after opening.
Whether you need all that the tin
contains at once, or only part Of it,
the whole should be turned out i'm
mediately on to a plate or dish.
How to Clean an Old Black Dress
First of all unpick the dress and
brush it we'll with a velvet brush to
remove the dust; then CRATE two large
potatoes into a quart of water, let it
stand to settle, strain it off quite
clear, and sponge the dress with it.
Iron out on the wrong side Of the silk
while damp.
Cure for Corns-A strong solution
of common washing soda, applied to
each corn by wetting small piece Of
linen and binding round the foot, will
entirely remove corns.
The Irish standard., 1902-01-18

While one devoted Boer
Remains to roam the valleys
OF the lands your troops adure.
Turn to the path Of Reason!
Is Chamberlain your god?
That you outpour your noblest blood
For him on Afric's sod.
The patriot-martyrs fallen,
You never can replace;
The marks Of homes in ashes,
Time may alone efface.
But the Past Wrong may be righted
With the New Year ushered in,
And regenerated England
Cast off her load of sin!
J. f. SLEEPER.
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the greatest philosophers: Cousin,
Simons, Maine de Biron, Roger, Col
lart, died Catholics.
Proundhon, the worst atheist and
revolutionary, himself said: eff l
could believe in God, I should not
hesitate a minute to become a Catho-
lie and kiss the crucifix."
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Upon Zeefontein's kopie.


Bathed i'll the moonlight ray,
Ere dawn'd the Christmas morning
The British Yoemen lay.
lntrenched and topp'd with cannon,
Loomed Firman's rock-fort lone;
But De Wet, the Ever-Watchful,
Had marked it for his own!
He scaled it's frowning south face.
He shot the pickets down;
Another laurel Irvine to-day
In the Free State leaders, crown!
Then loud the wild alarum
Rang down the tented north,
And many waken'd soldier
To his death-sleep rushed forth.
There Williams fell, and Scarlet,
And many a captain more,
Who formed to face the rifles
That Freedoms warriors bore.
Oh! merrily sang those rifles,
Playing their bowling game;
While down fell England's choicest
Before their errless aim!
In vain the Yoemen rally,
Victory's eagle rests
Not with the Monarcl's soldiers
But on the Patriot crests.
They mann'd and train'd the cannon
Some useless volleys fam'd
Then round them sank the gunners-
\ mound of dead and MANNED!
In vain did Watney, heading
\ last heroic charge,
Die, cheering on thinn'd ranks
Whose gaps each fire enlarge.
Away to the Glands River!
There, terrified, to rest,
Have fled the faint survivors
Safe from the Boer quest.
And when the far-off Light Horse
That scene Of slaughter gain.
And on the crimson'd sloping
Their gasping coursers rein.
Half Of the English soldiery
Or dead, or wounded, strew
The side of the high hill-fortress
Moonlit, mid its rubbed dew!
Ye thinking men of England,
Read We the lesson right?
Heed, then, the solemn warning,
Voiced by this Christmas fight.
The war will never slacken
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Wnen DID TO DOW the knee,
And their answer was Bruce and Ban
nockburn,
And fighting from sea to sea.
And still the name Of Wallace wight
And the death he died that day
Breathe upon Scotland the sacred light
That never fades away.
Freedom spake to the mountain Swiss
When Austria ordered ''Kneel!"
And their answer was Sempach's on
ward rush
And Arnold's sheaf of steel.
And Switzerland's peaks are crowned
with light,
And her fields stand all aglow
For Tell and his sturdy mountaineers
And their deeds of long ago.
Freedom spake to the Netherlands
When Spain cried "Down and pray!
Leave at your peril the ancient faith!
Return to the fold this day!'
And their answer was eighty years Of
war,
And the seas inrushing tide,
And the Water-Beggars, and Haar-
lem's walls
Where women fought and died,
Freedom spake to the Transvaal Boer
When the Empire shouted "Yieldv'
And his answer was Modder and
Spion Kop
And Colenso's flaming field.
Nor Greek nor Scot, nor mountain
Swiss,
Fer made stand so bold,
And the world looks on, for a tale
like this
Has never yet been told.
Freedom spake to the Copeland Dutch
When England sneers 'Betray!,
Betray your land, forsake your kin,
And fight on our side to-day!
And their answer is still the prison
grim,
And the scaffold CHASTITY high,
And the red, red blood which soaks
the ground
Where "Rebels" calmly die.
Thus Freedom speaks to all and each,
And her touch is a touch of fire,
And the brave still listen with head
erect
Though she points to block and
pyre.
And their answer is still the PRISONS
gloom,
And the battlefeld's red gore,
And the name they bear of "Rebel!
Foolr'
Which brave men ever bore.
And still they follow, Basuto, Finn,
Filipino, Zulu, Pole
The Little Peoples of every Race
Her flying feet to the goal.
And 10! they follow through blood and
tears.
To that shining goal of the Free,
The lead Of Him who died the death
OF "Rebe," OH Calvary.
Reynolds Newspaper.
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WIT AND WISDOM

lrate Editor: II am going to tell
the people exactly what kind of
man you are"
Equally irate statesman: "If you
do I'll sue you for LIBEL"
The Wife-How dare you, sir, scold
me before Mrs. Caller?
The Huband-Well, you know, Ma
ria, I daren't scold you when we are
by ourselves.
Rev. DR.. saintly-Bobbie, 1 don't
see you at Sunday school any more"
Bobbie-"No, sir. There isn't any
thing more for me to learn"
Rev. DR.. Saintly-"No more to
learn! What can you mean?"
Bobbie (proudly)- licked every
boy in the Glass;"
A well-known novelist had become
thoroughly tired of being interviewed
for the press, and decided to 'choke
off" the next man who dared to Div
him with questions.
what was the highest price ever
paid you for a story?" asked the last
interviewer.
"Three hundred thousand pounds!'
replied the man of books. "And it was
paid me for only three words"
what do you mean?" replied the
puzzled young man.
I love you were the words. I told
them to lady who is now my wife"
DR.. White, the American ambassa-
dor at Berlin, was presented to the
late Field Marshal Won Moltke as
man who had been born at Homer,
had been president of university at
Ithaca and a resident Of Syracuse.
Il suppose shall have to talk
Greek to him." said the old veteran.
Dear me-" said the British belle;
Il wonder II those horrid Yankee
papers are daring to insinuate that we
have large feet?" ..
why, dear?" asked her friend.
"Oh, l was just reading one that
said: The American shoe has invaded
England and the British ladies are
wearing large numbers"
The second course of the table
dhote was being served. "What is
this leathery stuff?" demanded the
corpulent diner.
THAT, sir, is fillet of SOLE" replied
the waiter.
Take it away" said the corpulent
diner, land see if you can't get me a
nice, tender piece Of the upper, with
the buttons removed"
''Well, what did the City Council
do?"
Il didn't read that
"Any important foreign dis
patches?"
Il don't know; what does anybody
want to read such stupid things as
those for?"
Give me my paper" said the gruff
father to the brilliant daughter. "You
haven't read thing but society news,
have you?' Eyes, 1 have" she said,
pouting. well, what is it?"
Fashions" she answered with a
tear in her right eye. She left the
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I hear your song, bird laureate, j
Where rests my eerie high;
Around me floats that fowery flag
With star-lit breast of sky;
But honor and precious virtue
Impel to hold aloof- al
No eagle talon God has made
Will join with cloven hoof.
No.. :, J
Much reason, Sir, to hesitate
In face of ancient sin; :
Hard set in war my cause was right,
Where was your friendship then?
No, freedom, John, was yielded" up
To farmers under yoke,
But patriot pride in victory dealt
One bold bull-settling stroke.
On sea where CLEANS our history
The schoolboy knows it well,
By Southern blockade running,
Elsewhere in flash of hell
Whatever vantage you could take,
A selfish end in view, 2
The British jack antagonized
My field of matchless hue.
I love adopted nestlings, too.
For valor blessed of God,
Which twines the green shamrock
With yellow goldenrod,
thrilling ballads of ivy towers,
Or sad old Ireland's wrong.
Like Munster thrush heart-pouring
Ripples the Kettle song.
Do you hear the curse from laapers
For blood split on the veldt?
Justice is forging vengeance
To deal you as you dealt.
My answer to your proffering
Is: 1 shall hold aloof,
For Nature never intended
Talon to fit with hoof.
Lawrence Macdonald Sarsfield.
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Zeefontein's Chrl.tmas.

easier were it
To hurl the rooted mountain from it's
base
Than force the yoke of slavery upon
men
Determined to be free"
-Southey.
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Lay of the "Littls Peeples."

Lay of the ''Littls Peoples"
Freedom spake to the Greeks of old
When the Persian hosts rolled on.
And their answer was stern Their
mopylae
And the plains of Marathon.
And Leonidas and his Spartan few
Still make us glow and thrill,
And the very name of Salamis
Can move us strangely still.
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The Eagles Answer.

being reply to the wooing of
John Bull in the recent poem by
Laureate Austin.)
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spake The will
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Bathed i'll the moonlight ray,
Ere dawn'd the Christmas morning
The British Yoemen lay.