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Year: 1879

clever writer in the Philadelphia
Ledger very happily characterizes the
the air which most city people breathe
indoors as cooked air." The lower
down the thermometer goes the higher
the burning coal is piled; all the chinks
and cracks are stopped that would let
any fresh air in, and its main chance in
deed, is when the front door opens for
twenty seconds, or when the beds are
made in the sleeping rooms In the
living rooms of the family there is no
occasion, many people think, to raise the
windows ever, except to wash them on
periodical cleaning days, or to close the
the shutters. So carpets and furniture
and people, lungs and skin, are dried
and baked in the hot, dry rooms, until
ingenious persons can bring out electric
sparks from their finger ends by skating
rapidly up and down the room in their
wooden slippers


These breathers of cooked air are often
extremely particular about wearing their
own clothes, and would by no means
consent to take the cast off garments of
a neighbor; yet one and all of them are
perfectly comfortable to breathe over
and over again the cast off and soiled
air from each others lungs, when it is
cooked especially; for in summer time
they do insist on a change of it. and do
get their houses ventilated. Janitors of
public buildings. in a short sighted econ
omy of fuel, will shut up all the aper-
lures by which fresh air might get in,
lest they should suffer some heat to es-
cape thereby, and are rewarded by sleepy
audiences, especially when the gas burn
ers are at work. also draining the cooked
air of what little life it has. There are
some people-many, it is toEbe hoped
who open an inch or two of their bed
room windows every night to insure
modicum of fresh air to sleep by. But
these do not in the least care to have
fresh air to be awake in, it seems, for
they are content to have their furnace
draw all its supplies from the tightly
sealed cellar, and from the stale atmos-
phere of ash boxes and vegetable bins in
that subterranean apartment. And these
breathers of cooked, soiled, devitalized,
and debilitating air. wonder why it is
they take cold so easily The writer sug
gests that when people learn to live in
fresh air within doors as without, with
its proper proportion of moisture for the
skin and breathing apparatus to keep up
their healthy tone, it is likely they will
have found out one way at least of how
not to take cold
Year: 1879

Because the pastor OF Plymouth Church
has for long time been silent on Ma
tional affairs he has been suspected of
dropping back into religion as it is taught
by books but his sermon of yesterday
morning shows that he has been keep
ing up powerful thinking" He vigor
ously asserted the need of a public con-
science, particularly in republics, where
exceptional rights imply greater moral
duties; but that such an influence does
not exist in the United States he proved
by instancing our vacillation regarding
the Mormons, negooes, Indians and Chi
nese; the shameful failure of great States
to pay their debts, the unrebuked open
ness with which facilities for vicious in
diligence are sold and the low character
of most public officials The worst thing
about the preachers charges is their
truth. A public impulse to determine
National questions on moral grounds has
never been created by any party; the
press, with very rare and isolated excep-
tions, has never been free enough of par
tisan fetters to express itself according to
it's desire and ability, while the pulpit,
that selfaffirmed source of moral teach
! ings-well, Mr.. Beecher himself has char
acterized the supineness of the pulpit more
vigorously than any layman would dare
to do Most of the men who pray on
their knees on Sunday may prey on their
! fellow men during the remainder of the
week without any pulpit utterances to
molest or make them afraid Who is to
start the needed reformation that Mr..
Beecher demands? No influence is more
independent, more familiar with moral
truths or better able to utter them with
authority than the pulpit itself Crate
fully acknowledging for ourselves and
our contemporaries the Plymouth pas
tors compliment to newspapers as wing
ed pulpits," we must yet declare that the
duties of the press are multifarious, while
those of the pulpit merge into a single
one, which is to make men better. The
strength of chain is only that of its
weakest part the. fountain cannot rise
higher than its source, and public moral
ity in matters of general Importance will
never exceed that of the individuals o
whom the public is composed. Let tn
pulpit cleanse the source il it would hav


the healing stream broad, pure and pow
erful.
Year: 1879

There is one element in the home in
struction of boys to which, says Boston
paper, too little attention has been given,
and that is the cultivation of habits of
punctuallty, system, order, and RESPONSE
bllity. In too many households boys
from twelve to seventeen years are too
much administered to by loving mothers
or other female members of the family
Boys lives during those years are the
halcyon days of their existence. Up in
the morning just in season for breakfast
nothing to do but to start off early
enough not to be late; looking upon an
errand as taking so much time and mem
ory away from enjoyment little thought
OF personal appearance except
when reminded by mother to
robe always where mother puts it-in
fact, having nothing to do but enjoy him
self.


Thus his life goes on until school ends
Then he is ready for business He goes
into an Office where everything is system,
order, precision. He is expected to keep
things neat and orderly, sometimes kin
die fires, file letters, do errands-in short,
become part of a nicely regulated ma
chine, where everything moves in sys-
tematic grooves, and each one is respon.
sible for correctness in his department,
and where, in place of ministers to his
comfort, he finds masters, more or less
lenient, to be sure and everything in
marked contrast to his previous life


In many instances the change is too
great. Errors become numerous; blum
ders, overlooked at first, get to be a mat
ter of serious moment; then patience is
overtasked, and the boy is told his serv-
ices are no longer wanted. This is his
first blow, and sometimes he never rallies
from it. Then comes the surprise to the
parents, who too often never know the
real cause, nor where they have failed in
the training of their children.


What is wanted is for every boy to
have something special to do; to have
some duty at a definite hour, and to
learn to watch for that time to come; to
be answerable for certain portion of
the routine of the household to be
trained to anticipate the time when he
may enter the ranks of business, and be
fortified with habits of energy, accuracy,
and application, often of more Importance
than superficial book learning.
Year: 1879

didn't see it till it had gone past the door.n

 How long it took to fill the tender! The engine stood hot and smoking by the water-tank, and the water came out in a slender stream, while the poor mother stood looking on, fearful and impatient.

 ''Good-bye! I'll put up the pipe.-- Heaven help ye!-the up grade--''

 The rest was lost, for the engine shot ahead on and on out over the open prairie. The water tank seemed to sink down into the earth, and the shining rails stretched longer and longer out be- hind.

 An! What was thatP A cloud of steam on the horizon, far ahead. The engineer took out his time-book and studied it carefully.

 Freight Mo- 6, bound west, stopping on the two-mile siding"

 How swiftly Freight No. rose above the grass and grew big along the way tied in reply and shut off steam. Their engine quickly slowed down and they could sec men leaning out from the other engine as if to speak to them.

 ''It's ten minutes back. Running slow on main ne-road-clear-'

 "Thank Heavenr" said the woman The engineer said nothing; but at that instant the engine gave 8 great leap and shot ahead, at the rate of fifty miles an hour, up the easy grade. How long the minutes seemed, and yet each meant al- most a milei

 An! A speck--a black dot on the horizon! The carp Yes. It was the car. It grew bigger and bigger. Now they could see it plainly. But the chil- dren Where were they ? The fireman sprang out through the 1 forward window and ran along the engine and down upon the cow-catcher The monster began to slacken its terri l ble pace, and in moment 1t struck the car with a gentle jar and stopped. The fireman thought himself a lively man. but the woman was before hin and sprang up into the car.

 There they lay, safe and sound, in the corner of the car-Mary and Tommy fast asleep, and Kitty watching oyer | them.

 "Oh! mother! I knew you would come. Mary and Tommy cried them selves to sleep, and -"

 Nobody could say a word. The fire man tried to rub bis eyes, and only marked his face with black streaks The mother laughed and cried all a once. The engineer picked up the littl, ones and quietly took them into the cal of the engine.

 "There, now, my hearties, you have had a risky ride; but it's all right Come! We're more than thirty mile from home, and it won't do to be late fo1 dinner. Fire up, Jack. k."-'&. NicholaS.
Year: 1879

 We know not what it is, dear, This sleep so deep and still, The folded hands, tho awful calm The cheek so pale and still The lids that will not lift again, Though we may call and call The strange white solitude of peace That settles Ter all We know not what it means, dear, This desolate heart pain This dread to take our daily way, And walk in it again; We know not to what other sphere The loved who leave us go, Nor why we're left to wonder still, Nor why we do not know. But this we know; our loved and dead If they should come this day, Should come and ask us, "What is life ?' Not one of us could say: Lie is a mystery as deep As ever death can be; Yet, oh, how sweet it is to us, This lite we live and see. Then might they say-these vanished ones- And blessed is the thought, |" So death is sweet to us, beloved Though we may tell you naught. We may not tell it to the quick This mystery ot death- Ye may not tell us if ye would, The mystery of breath" The child who enters life comes not With knowledge or intent, So those who enter death must go As little children sent. Nothing is known; out I believe That God is overhead, And as life is to the living, So death is to the dead.

 San Francesca Gull.
Year: 1879

One evening at ono Of the theatres a
gentle amused himself by pulling the chairs
from under the people who sat before him.


His victims may not have appreciated tho
joke, but the audience did, and their roars
of laughter encouraged the man to perse-
we're. He next blow out all the lights he
could reach, and nobody said him nay.
Then, finding large stove In his way, he
Kicked 1t down. This was considered quite
ahit. Finally drawing revolver, ho fired
I into the crowd, sending a ball through the
thigh OF o spectator. Turning on his heel
after this, he v alkcd out unmolested into
the street, and was soon lost In the crowd.
Year: 1879

A young woman married an old
widower in Tannersville, Ga, and
soou fell In love with his sou, who
was about her own age. The mat.
ter was fully discussed by the trio,
and all agreed that IL would be bet.
ter for her to become the wife OF
the son. The transfer was amicably
made by means of u ,iivorcs. Since
then the old man has married his
ex wifs's mother. and tie REAR
ranged family is harmonious and
happy.
Year: 1879

Nevermore I'll view her features as of old l viewed


them Oft
Nevermore III stroke the tresses of her gold.browr


hair so soft:
Nevermore within the evening shall we sit and


watch the stars,
Peeplng outward from the heavens through the gray


and cloudy bars;


OF the spring,
Nevermore wen hear the glad notes that the wild


birds sweety sing;
Nevermore we'll gather flowers by the laughing


forest stream
Hear the whispering of the leaflets like some half.


forgotten dream;
Nevermore I'll whisper fondly ~ love but your


sef my sweet"
Nevermore her smiling eyes will my swift coming


gladly greet;
Nevermore we'll sit together as the moonlight plays


above
Sit together in the moonlight, weaving webs of


endless love;
Nevermore can be joyful while tread this empty


earth,
Nevermore can my eyes sparkle with the faintest


show of mirth;
Nevermore shall heart find that can match the


other heart,
Ah my soul is sick and weary, and it ever longs


to start
From this life OF sin and shadow to the blissful life


above,
Where amidst the songs OF rapture will find my
lorg lost heart,
And through all the years eternal hold it nerermole
to part
Year: 1879

THE OREGON LEATHER AND AASUFACTUR-


ING COMPANY.


This company heretofore known as the
Capital Leather and Manufacturing
Company, Of Salem, has been recently
reorgnizel under the name at the head
Of this article This company is making
very fine exhibit at the Third street
end OF the Pavilion. Their factory is in
Salem and they not only make their own
leather OF the very best quality, but they
manufacture it up hIto saddles, horse
collars, saddle.trees and harness of vari-
Gus kinds. They took the first premium
in all these goods ut the last State Fair,
as the blue ribbons attached to their ex-
hibIt shows. They are making sixteen
different patterns of saddle-trees and
eighteen different patterns of horse
collars. They make the only horse
collars manufactured north of San Fran.
cisco, and the dealers who have examined
those OH exhibition here are greatly sur
prisad at the, superiority of the goods
over anything manufactured in Cali
fornia or elsewhere. In fact all dealers
throughout the State and Territory who
have tried the goods manufactured by
this company, uniformly pronounce
them superior to all others, whether
made here or in the East.
II As stated in the beginning of this ar
ticle, this company has'been reorganized.
A large amount of new capital has been
put in, and its sphere of action will be
greatly extended. Among other things
in this direction, it is proposed to open an
extensive wholesale and retail store in
Portland. The vacant store on Front
street, nearly opposite Hodge, Davis IL
Co.'s, has been leased for this purpose,
and the company will soon fill it with a
large stock. The manufacturing can be
done to greater advantage in Salem, and
sor that reason the factory will reman
in the capital city. We cordially well
come enterprises of this kind to our
n etropolitan city. There is room
enough for all, and the facilities for
wholesale trade in Portland, of course,
must needs be superior of the vast
quantities of raw hides that are export
ed from Oregon, there is no reason that
some should not be made up into leather
and goods instead OF being sent away
only to be returned again at greater
cost in the manufactured article. This
company is entitled to the gratitude of
the community for retaining this bust
ness here, and thus afording employ
mentrto our labor and retaining that
much capital to benefit our State.
Year: 1879

JOB WORK.
Done at the RECORD Office In the bert style
known to the art; and must be paid for ON de-
livery. unless per ons having the work done
have standing accounts with the Office. No de-
Walton from this rule
Year: 1879

A young friend of the Boston Com
mercisl Bulletin says he has no obj jsction
to ladies doing fancy work. and can
watch the queen Of his heart working
impossible flowers and distorted dogs all
The evening, but when the old man comes
in and tries to make foot-rest out Of
the rear elevation of his trowsers, he
thinks time might be spent more profit
ably.
Year: 1879

by men who had moro affection
for their party than for their coun-
try. Soldiers who had received many
scars while battling for their country
returned home to be tainted with being
"copperheads" and traitors, and to find that
only those who had remained loyal to the
Republican party were esteemed loyal to the
union. What do we find now? Who are
the recognized leaders of the two parties?
Are the ex-soldiers tabooed by the Demo
Gratis and honored by the Republicans? Facts
do not show it. OF the twenty seven union
soldiers now in Congress, eighteen are Demo-
Gratis and were elected by Democrats. The
Republicans have chosen to represent them
1853 civilians and but few soldiers. Which
party, then, is entitled to being charged with
hating the army? So it is in nearly every
State of the North. Where the Democrats
have the power the soldiers of the union
have taken the majority of the offices; where
the Republicans are in the majority they
grant some petty Office to a soldier, and re-
serve all the principal and lucrative Offices
| for the stay -st-homes.


The most brilliant orators and the most
conspicuous statesmen in the country are
men who served in the union army and now
belong to the Democratic party. They are
traitors III the opinion of such fellows Us
Chandler, but not in the eyes of the people


TIE Democratic party docs not hate the
army, but it insists that it keep its prope,


place. They do not want the civil power


overridden by the military, and in this posi-


ton are sustained by the better part of thu


people of the nation.
Year: 1879




WASHINGTON, May 1O.-The delegates to the
a. NJ. Il. conference called on the President to-
day. Rev. J. A. Fl. johnson read the address
of the conference to the President. Tt sets
forth the call was made to pay homage to the
justly elected and constitntionally installed
President of tho United States of America
his course not for the interest of any party,
but for the interest of the whole country. All
could say witheut respect to any faitl. or race,
that You are our President. The President
had been pursuing the course to conciliate and
pacify all. He has given the olive branch to
the North, to the East, to the West and to the
South. The people knew he meant to harmon
ize all. This also is known to the Presidents
illustrious cabinet. It was evident the
Presidents policy had been party subordination
to national supremacy. His faith had been
tried. and his course was not without troubles.
We call to let you know that the colored peo-
pie have hopes that you will prosper in your
course and continue to rule as we'll in the
future.


The President replied: I am very glad to
see this large assemblage representing so many
Christian citizens uf the United States. The
press and read are, l assure you, very gratify-
ing. I am glad You feel in the manner yoa
have expressed yourselves. am confident
that the great body of all citizens concur with
you. l would be greatly disappointed to learn
otherwise. l am glad to make your acquaint-
ancc, and will be happy to be introduced to
each of you. L only regret that my Oppor-
tunity of making your better acquaintance is
necessarily limited. The delegates were then
introduced to the President and, after shaking
hands, retired.
Year: 1879

IT appears from statements published in
the Chicago Times that large quantities of
nitro glycerine and dynamite have been
transported through this city for Manitoba
this season for use on the Canada Pacific
railroad. A consignment of twenty thou
sand pounds was seized at Beloit on Friday
on the ground that it was being transported
contrary to law. It is said that car of
dynamite is frequently attached to passenger
trains. AS 1t has been shipped rs blasting
powder, no blame can be attached to the
railroad companies, but the consignees are
subject to heavy penalties.
Year: 1879

BEACoNsF1EID will not dissolve parliament
until the fruits of his policy in regard to the
treaty of Berlin and matters IN Afghanlstan
are realized. He is evidently of the opinion
that itsdoesn't pay to swap horses while
crossing stream.
Year: 1879

GRANT has ordered his Long Branch cot
tage to be ready for occupancy by the
beginning of July. This seems to indicate
that he is about to assume the personal
management of his "boom'' at an early
Year: 1879

For the year 1879 tho only two leglsla-
lures that have been charged and proved to
have been guilty of being bribed are those OF
Pennsylvania and Illinois. 1t Is needless to
say that both are Republican by large ma
Year: 1879




Rev. Richard L. kirkpatrick, Pro
fessor of Logic and English Litera~
ture in the University of Tennessee,
died at his residence in this city last
night about nine O'Clock, after an ill.,
ness Of about two weeks. We have
not the data at this writing upon
which to write a sketch of his useful
life, such as we would desire to and
hope to present something fuller in our
next. He was a minister in the Meth
odist Episcopal Church, South, and
has filled a Professors chair in the
University here since Its reorganiza'
ton after the close of the war. He
was q man of sterling character, and
Ell j0yed the esteem of large circle OF
friends and acquaintance, extending
all over the South. The writer
of this has known him
for about thirty years, and can
bear testimony to his noble qualities
OF head and heart. He was a graduate
OF the institution in which he has SO
long filled the chair of a Professor so
ably. His influence over the young
men who received instruction from
him has always been good, and the
heart of many a young man will
grow sad at the intelligence OF his uu-
timely death. He will be missed by
his Church, by the University. by the
public generally, but far above all, by
his family, whose loss Is lrTeparabie
Peace to his memory.
Year: 1879

AUGUSTA, July 16.-There has
been no rain in this section to do
any good to crops for two months,
Corn in many places is literally
burnt up, and will not average a


fourth of a crop. Cotton is very
much behind, the weed very small
yet it is fruiting well for the size Of
the stalk. This has been the hot
test and dryest weather since 1889.
Year: 1879

Thinking is not dreaming. The
world is full of dreamers. A few
men do most of the thinking. Think
ing is manufacturing. 1t is taking
mental tools and hammering, and
filing and molding, and shaping,
until ideas have grown into fully
developed realities of the brain,
with dimensions and clearly marked
outlines. The reason there is not
more thinkers is because thinking
is work. 1t wears away every It's
sue and muscle. 1t is tlresome. 1t
requires time and purpose. Men
can dream while they sleep; to
work they must be awake. Dream
ing is tearing away the foodgate
and allowing the flood to pour
through; if any thing remains it is
only drift-wood that may chance to
hang on the way. Minds fill with
drift-wood because they are not
thinking. Thinking is measuring
chances, weighing principles; watch
ing the operation of law; it is a
process of creeping upon things
and taking them by surprise before
they can get away. A thinker is a
hunter. He must live alone. He
must be satisfied with small daily
fare and often see his game fly be-
fore he has time to shoot. He
must have courage to free chasms
and dark places and climb steep
mountains. He must love solitude
on an outpost hidden in the rocks.


And here is the reason this age
is not prolific of good thinkers. 1t
is an age of company, of travel, of
theater-going, of corporations and
speculation. Men live in crowds.
1t is day of double houses. Too
much man and not enough God.
Communion with nature is shut
out. There are no sparks because
the flint and steel are not in con-


tact. Everybody wants to ride.
Going to the spring for water is
out of fashion. The spring must
come up the hill. We want to
turn the fawcet and have things
run out to our hand; and the faw
Get must be on castors, that it may
be convenient. For these reasons
most people are only sponges; they
live wholly by absorption and are
like the thing they touch last.
They wait for things to "turn uP;"
but the only thing they fnd turning
up, especially for them, is a little
sod in a lone corner of the grave
yard, and they are at last laid away,
while the great multitude, having
never missed them, ask in wonder,
"when did he die?'