The Florence daily times. [volume] (Florence, S.C.) 1894-1925, May 05, 1898, Image 3
WIFE OF TAMMANY’S CHIEF.
hand, dear,
blow.”
<'Whon balmy breezea blow, dear,
I’ll have a chainless bike.
And you can hardly go, dear.
The rapid pace I’ll strike;
II love you truly feel, dear.
You mustn’t be so slow;
Brace up and get a wheel, dear.
When balmy breezes blow.”
—Boston Traveler.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
“How can a man tell when he is
teally in love?” “Well—a man is
really in love when he thinks he
doesn’t eat or sleep.”—Pack.
She—“You never think of me when
yon are staying out so late.” He—
“My dear, that’s one reason I stay
out so late.”—Indianapolis Journal.
“It’s hahd,”said Uncle Eben, “foh
er man ter excuse a boy foh bein’ as
foolish at eighteen years ob age as he
wah hisse’f at twenty-live.”—Wash
ington Star.
“Stickenlooper gets his money’s
worth whenever he buys a newspaper. ”
“Ii^ what way?” “He can read any
joke four times before he sees the i
point.”—Puck.
Count Spagetti—“I have come to
ask for your daughter’s hand in mar
riage. I love her.” Mr. Common-
stock—“But what makes you think I
don’t?”—Puck.
“What’s the difference between
wages and boodle?” “Well, wages is
money a man earns and sometimes
doesn’t get; but boodle is what a man
gets and doesn’t earn.”—Detroit Free
Press.
Editor—“I cannot consider your
Mrs. Richard Crokcr a Good Mother
and a Bevont Church Woman.
Wherever American newspapers are
read, Richard Croker’s name is known
In connection with Greater New York’s
first municipal camiwign, but the Tam
many leader In the role of husband and
father and head of a household Is a
character quite unfamiliar to the pub
lic. In these roles he is described as
“delightfully old-fashioned.” m
It was twenty-four years ago that
Richard Croker and Miss Elizabeta
Fraser were married. She was 19 years
old and a beauty. He was 28 and was
always referred to as a “promising
young man.” It was a love match, the
surest foundation for a happy home.
They commenced life on a humble
scale. Mrs. Croker was a favorite in
TEMPERANCE TOPICS. ^r f S n and H t t r at mc f n i al r ,s ?
perfect and that of her heart as well.
A SONG FOR THE UNK1
NOTES OF INTEREST TO THE
ANTI-LIQUOR LEAbERS.
An Official Opinion of the Late Frances
E. Willard—An Editorial from the
Onion Signal—Serpent in the Liquor
Olaaa.
Francos E. Willard—An Official Opinion.
From the Union Signal: No one
MRS. RICHARD CROKER.
the neighborhood. She has not lost a
whit of her early charm of manner.
She went to early mass then and she
does so still. Her hand soothed many
a fevered brow in those days. She la
contribution; you have no reputation. ” still charitable still keenly sympathetic.
Poet—“Ah?” Editor—“Yes; go and
impose on two or three lesser editors,
and then I’ll talk with you. ”—Detroit
Journal.
“Fearful destitution up at the Klon
dike," said Biggs. “Awful!” re
turned Winbleton. “I’m told that a
wooden-legged man up there had to
chop his leg up into toothpicks.”—
Harper’s Bazar.
“I believes,” said Uncle Eben,
“dat de human race would be con-
sid’able wiser an’ happier ef you could
git ’em to foller an alignment as easy
you kin git ’em to filler a circus
^uiicessiou.”—Washington Star.
<^One big trouble ’bout runuiu’ dis
V world,” said Uncle Eben, “is
|!s de man who hones’ly realizes
Jmportayf - *')^!* responsibility
ru little cby-ob
Aon Star,
is a drug on the
set, isn’t it?” Poet-v*! should
say not!” Friend—“Then I am misin
formed.” Poet—“Your informant
probably never tried to sell poetry or
buy drugs.”—Buffalo Ctyinmerical.
“Mr. Showman,” sgiil an inquiring
individual at the .menagerie, “can the
leopard change his spots?” “Yes, sir,”
replied the individual who stirs up
the wild beasts; “when he is tired of
one spot he goes to another.Tit-
Bits.
First Arctic explorer-r-“I have al
ways considered Columbus a some
what over estimated man.” Second
Arctic explorer—“Why?” First Arctic
explorer—“He discovered America
the first time he went to look for it.”
—Puck.
Usher—“Complaint is being made
as to that bonnet in the third box.”
Manager—“What’s the matter with
it?” Usher—“Several ladies on the
opposite side of the house claim it is
so swell they caft’t see the stage.”—
Chicago Chronicle.
“This coffee, my dear,” said Kickles,
“reminds me of what mother used to
make.” “Does it really?” exclaimed
his wife, a pleased look coming into
her face. “Yes; and she used to
make about the worst coffee I ever
drank.”—Boston Traveler.
, Mrs. Green—“What bad-behaved
children those are of the Brigg’s! It
Was disgraceful the way they fought
over the last piece of cake at the table
last evenUg. ” Mrs. Browne—“That’s
queer. My children never begin
quarreling till the last piece is gone.”
—Boston Transcript.
“Jfo," taid the rich old bachelor,
••I never could find to marry.”
“Well,” replied the young woman
with the sharp tongue, “I am not
surprised to hear you say so. It
certainly would have taken a good
while to persuade any girl to have
you.”—New Orleans Times-Democrat.
Great Picture-buyer (to hostess)—
“What do you think of an artist who
painted cobwebs on the ceiling so
truthfully that the servant wore herself
into an attack of nervous prostration
trying to sweep them down?” Hostess
(a woman of experience)—“There may
have been such an artist, but there
never was such a servant.”—Tit-Bits.
.A Lucky Par»on. '
Jle, Ky., recently a clergy-
called upon by a friend
ie ceremony at his wed-
he was in love
Tampa Bay %son.
May 4—It appj
a settled belief ai
here that no mo)
States trdops
take place ui
She Is still a handsome woman. She Is
tall and well proportioned. Her fea
tures are delicate and regular. Her
eyes are dark, with finely arched
brows. Her hair Is black. Her cheeks
have t ie hue of health.
Early In September, when the politic
al campaign was opened, Mr. Croker
left the home on 74th street and took
up his residence at a hotel. This move
by the chief of Tammany Is a mark of
consideration toward his family and
servants. Mrs. Croker is an indulgent
wife and housekeeper. “Mrs. Croker
doesn't know the name of the County
Clerk nor Sheriff and I am glad of It,”
her famous husband has been heard to
say, and the mere mention of women In
politics brings a frown to his brow.
SCIENCE OF A COAL FIRE.
Here Are a Few Simple Rules Founded
on General Principles.
HEN people begin
to burn hard coal,
says Good House
keeping, they usu
ally go through a
series of perplexi
ties and mishaps
which may be es
caped by observing
a few simple rules
founded on general
principles. Gas es
capes from the fire
into the rooms of
the house; explo
sions and the burst
ing of flame and smoke Into one’s face
upon opening the door of the stove or
heater need not occur; the escape of
gas up the chimney should not be al
lowed, as this is a serious loss of fuel.
First As soon as a suitable quantity
of good kindlings are burning so as to
produce a good flame apply coal
enough to make a base for the lire after
the kindlings shall have been consum
ed, but not enough to smother the
flame. The heat beneath freshly ap
plied coal generates gas; a flame sup
ported by a small direct draft of air
should come at once In contact with
this gas, then a blue flame will creep
over the surface of the coal and the gas
will be burned, greatly economizing the
fuel and saving the annoyances refer
red to above. The next application of
coal should be made as soon as that
first applied Is well ignited, and with
the same precaution as to quantity.
By covering the fire all out of sight
a reservoir of gas is obtained, filling
the c^ec above tbs cast!; same at
this gas may escape Into the house,
some of it may pass up the chimney
and be lost, but when the fire has burn
ed up through the freshly applied coal
and comes In contact with this reser
voir of gas the. most natural thing In
.the world under the circumstances is
Jan explosion, which Is the cause of fire
and smoke bursting into one’s face on
opening the door onto the fire at this
.critical time.
For heating purposes best results
,are obtained by keeping a liberal quan
tity of coal burning, regulating the
Jheat by the draft. To run the heater
with only one application of coal per
day will usually result ih a shivering
for the first few hours, with the evils
of an atmosphere polluted with gas
while the dull fire is warming up the
coal, and then in having more heat
than is desirable, an economy of care
and labor at the expense of fuel, com
fort and health.
loved home better than Frances Wil
lard. But few in her rank had less of
it. The author of “Home, Sweet
Home” never had a home. With her,
as with him, it was all through life
and always “the song of the dying
swan.”
Next to her mother and her nest at
Evanstqp Frances Willard had her
home on earth in the hearts of white-
ribboners. They were to her always.
In her own language, “our folks,” and
her home festivals were mostly where
they gathered together. So it came
about that all of our meetings, includ
ing our great conventions when wo
men came together from the ends of
the earth, have always been homelike;
and the sweetest and most touching
things ever said by Miss Willard were
her quaint and pathetic utterances at
such meetings about home and mother
and father and little ones. They were
the charm of our gatherings. She
threw in so many appreciative sayings
about people and things on the inspira
tion of the moment, that they came to
be called Miss Willard’s embroidery.
Happy are we If we, too, embroider
life’s pathway with sweet and lovely
flowers, rather than wound the weary
feet with thorns and nettles.
Frances Willard’s life work was pre
eminently for the home, and It was
consistent throughout. The loving care
she gave her mother, and the words
of almost excruciating tenderness the
daughter penned of the last days of
St. Courageous, as Madam Willard
came to be called, have molded many
a life for good.
Women have been accused of being
severe and unforgiving and critical to
ward each other, but the life of our
gentle Frances forever denies the
charge for one at least, and marks a
new era In the centuries, when it is
written, “Women demand a white life
for two, and extend an equally help
ing hand to both—equal pity and equal
i love to fallen women and fallen men.”
One of the great elements of Frances
Willard's success was her power over
women. It was only necessary for gay
young girls or society women to comd
within the pervasive atmosphere of
love which enveloped her like the nim
bus of the ancient saints, ‘from heat
to foot, to become her devotees, for
the time being at least, and to desire
nothing more than to serve her and
her cause—for the two were Insepar
able. Their devotion was given in re
sponse to the appreciation she gave of
the good in them, for she was a seer
who discerned the possibilities In oth
ers’ lives, and she breathed upon latent
good, that It might become instinct
with life. She djas all this to her
white-ribbon coifetltuency and far
more. Her head s£t upon her shoul
ders like a rose upon its stem, and it
turned or lifted or drooped with the
sentiment that scintillated through her
great brain like a flower moved by the
gentle wind. In our conventions, when
at the last moment of the last evening
| session, the sisterhood forms, as is
their custom, a chain of clasped hands
from the vast platform down Into the
auditorium and around the great au
dience of five or six thousand people
and sing our parting song, “God Be
With You Till We Meet Again,” a deaf-
mute might follow the sentiment and
the rhythm of the song simply by the
central figure of Frances leading them
by the bend of her head and the sway
ing of her form—but she was far more
than graceful. Her aesthetic taste was
cultivated in many directions, by her
college education, by books, travel, mu
seums of art, and contact with culti
vated people in many lands. These
opportunities given to a naturally
bright, sensitive and strongly intellect
ual nature produced an elegant woman
who eould not do an ungenteel act-
hut she was far more than elegant.
She might have been, to the world at
least, simply an educated woman, class
ical and cold, had it not been for the
great cause which developed her emo
tional’ nature, and brought her into
close touch with all humanity and
made her great-hearted. But Informed
in mind and heart and then touched
with a live coal from off the altar
with love for humanity, she could
adapt herself to the lowliest and the
most ignorant. Through all her work
love pulsated, and by her kindly spirit
women were Incited to their best and
brought nearer to the full stature of
womanhood. She was a great educa
tor of her followers.
The destruction of the base and Ig
noble possessed her. The building anew
and the polishing and perfecting con
sumed her. Her desire for progress
toward the good was insatiable. She
was infinitely painstaking and con
scientious, and never satisfied with
present attainment One height reach
ed and she caught glimpses of peaks
beyond, ahd thus she inspired all her
followers. Her resources were practical
ly limitless. She rarely failed to settle
differences amicably. She was never
She never forgot the supreme aim of
the Woman’s Christian Temper^
ance Union in the do-every-
thlng policy as some have thought,
but made all things contribute
to the one great object, the final over
throw of the liquor curse. She had
one single purpose with many ideas,
and because of this she became a
leader In the temperance revolution'
which Lincoln prophesied in 1842
would follow that against slavery. She
was a great general and gave her life
as really to the revolution which she
led as Lincoln gave his to the cause
of the lowliest and most despised,
though in a different way, and because
of this she will live In the hearts of
the pe* pie and her cause “will go
marching on.” To the great organiza
tion which belts the globe with Us
symbolic bands of white, which owes
Its power and prestige so largely Yo her
tireless brain and consecrated heart,
her death means that her cause is
immortal.
The explorer dies with hon
And the statesman wins
The poets sing of the serf
Who expires for freedom's •
In tlie quarries yet are sleep'
The hosts of heroes to be.
Whose fame shall run to the l&Usi|
Aud broaden from sea to sea.
s •
1
»lalts
But bid from the world completely
Are those we should honor, too,
Who patiently bear while the long yean
wear,
True to humanity—true!
They lend the young spirit upward,
Aud are wab'hful fromgioam unto gloaraj
Aud 1 sing this song for the worthiest
throng —
The dear little wives at home!
— Will T. Hale, in Cincinnati Enquirer.
Serp<v>t in the Glass.
Many of the famous advocates of
temperance are dying off, but there is
one trumpet-tongued orator who con
tinues to sound his tocsin in every
house that contains a Bible. It Is the]
divinely-inspired preacher who utters
this tremendous warning—“Look not
on the wine when it is ruddy, when it 1
giveth its color in the cup, when it
goeth down smoothly; for at the last
it biteth like a serpent and stingeth ‘
like an adder!” Young man, listen to
that loud and loving voice before you
touch the glass of champagne; good
woman, stop and think what you are
about before you mix that big bowl
of punch for your party; father, be
careful how you put that sly serpent
on your table, for some of your boys
may get stung to death!
The serpent quality of all Intoxicants
lies in their deceptiveness. “Wine is
a mocker; whosoener is deceived there
by is not wise.” The drinker fancies
that his glass is doing him good and
promoting his health. Instead of add
ing to his strength it excites him for a
time and the reaction leaves him the
weaker.
Thousands of people call for liquors
at the restaurants, or set them on their
tables to promote digestion; and I
have known persons to cling to this
fallacy after glcohol had poisoned their
stomachs. The heroic Dr. Living-'
stone of Africa—a physician himself
—asserted that he “could stand any 1
and evejy hardship best by usingi
water ^id water only.” I had a con-;
versation this week with Nansen, and
thanked him for his niblishcd testi
mony that during his exploration of
Greenland, he found alcohol of no
benefit to himself or bis men.
Another deceptive quality in IntoxL
cants is that they steal a march on
those who use them, and an appetite
for them Is formed before one suspects
it. The reason Is that every glass of
liquor increases the desire for another 1
glass. A tumbler of water or milk
satisfies thirst; a draught of liquor In
creases thirst. This fact makes It so
difficult to tamper with wine or brandy
without becoming addicted to It—and
in too many cases enslaved by *lt. An
eminent minister of my acquaintance
began to use port wine as a tonic; R
woke up a terrible appetite and not
long ago Hie had to resign his charge
under a moud of disgrace! Women in
poor health often resort to alcoholid
“medicines,” or sly “stiffeners,” and
become victims of the serpent beford
they are aware. I could startle my
readers if I dared to mention some ot
the deplorable cases.
To break the terrible habit and td
shake i>5f the serpent requires such ef
fort that few are permanently re
formed. Some surrender to the in
evitable and go over the cataract with
eyes open to their doom. A young
man said to a friend of mine: “This
awful drink has used up my money,
ruined my health, and almost killed
my parents. It will soon kill me, and
send me to hell! I know It, and yet
the habit Is so strong that I cannot
stop.” And he did not stop; yet when
he began to sip his wine, he nevef
dreamed, that he would die a wretched
sot. Of all the deceivers that betray
body and soul to damnation, none Is
so alluring an ensnaring as the glass.
It is strange that parents—many
CLrietian parents—will allow it tn
come Into their homes, and will pro
vide It for guests. It Is strange that,
in spite of all the miseries suffered by
the wives of drunkards, so many
women are willing to marry young
men who are in the habit of taking a
social glass; they are playing with a
viper; if their hearts are stung with
agony it is their own fault. No young
woman should ever accept the hand
of any young man If that hand ever
touches an intoxicant. This stand
resolutely taken by our women would
Increase the number of teetotallers im-
menaely. If Urn above-mentioned
things are strange, it is stranger still
that churches. Sunday schools and pul
pits do not ring out oftener and more
vehemently this heaven-sent tocsin—
“Look not on the wine! Look not on
the wine! It stingeth like a serpent,
and biteth like an adder!”—Rev. Theo
dore L. Cuyler.
HUMOROUS.
Father (to son who is leaning over
theatre gallery railing)—Take care,
Johnny, mi l don’t fall. It’ll cost you
a shilling more in the pit
Cum so—Those deaf aud dumb per
sons are engaged in energetic conver
sation. Cawkcr—So they are. They
are talking straight from the shoul
der.
“I see that New York society wom
en claim to be descended from kings.”
“Yes; but they have taken good care
to select kings that are very, very
dead.”
“1 heard that Allerbee treated his
lawyers to a line dinner after they
won that money for him.” “You heard
wrong, then. The lawyers treated Al
lerbee.”
Mr. Younghud—Why so pensive,
dear? Mrs. Younghud—1 was just
trying to decide, lovey, which I would
like you to rescue first in a shipw reck,
me or my dear little Fido.
Miller—You never see me turning
around to stare at a pretty girl I pass
on the street. Baker—What! Do
you mean to tell me that your wife
never allows you to go out alone?
First Sport—What class is he in,
feather, welter, middle or heavy
w eight? Second Sport—-By the way
he is filling up the daily papers, I
should think he was a paperweight.
The Fair One—I suppose you will
marry, though, when the golden op
portunity offers, won’t you? The
Cautious Oue—It will depend upon
how much gold there is in the oppor
tunity.
“Mr. Grumpy,” said the chronic
borrower, “I’m financially embar
rassed today. Can you help me out?”
“Cheerfully.” Then Grumpy kicked
his caller through two offices and a
long hallway.
“John got so discouraged
himself that he went to the
yesterday to know the worst.”
he get the information he was
about
doctor
“Did
seek
ing?” ‘“Yes; the doctor told him his
bill was #178.”
“Won’t you take this seat?” said
the gentleman in the car, rising and
lifting his hat. “No, thank you,”
said the girl with the skates over her
arm. “I’ve been skating, and I’m
tired of sitting down. ”
Said the married man w r ho likes to
be sympatized with: “My wife is
never happy unless she has a griev
ance.” “How happy she must be!”
said the pretty girl. And then the
married man grew strangely silent.
“It is very nice in your wife to buy
cigars for you, ” remarked one man.
“Yes,” replied the other, after some
consideration, “it’s a delicate and
considerate way of keeping me from
spoiling her lace curtains with tobac
co smuke. ”
“Do you know the witness who has
just testified?” asked the eminent law
yer. “Yes, sir.
‘Do you regard
him as a man always to be believed?”
“Well, sir, once he claimed to have
invented a pencil-sharpener which
would really sharpen pencils.”
“Papa," said the boy, “when you
say iu your advertisement that your
goods are acknowledged by connois
seurs to be the best, what do you
mean by connoisseurs?” “A counois-
seur, my boy,” answered the great
manufacturer, “is au eminent author'
ity—au authority, in short, who ad*
mite that our goods are the best.”
Music la Therapeutics.
Music as a cure for incipient paral
ysis first postulated by a physician of
Moscow is being tried on the contin
ent and in English hospital practice.
It is claimed that music acts di*
rectly on the circulation of the blood;
that its effect is dual, raising hope or
impressing with fear, the first healthy,
the latter pernicious; that it is proved
that music affects both men and
animals by increased frequency of the
heart beats; that variation in the cir
culation of the blood resulting from
certain musical sounds coincides with
the changes in breathing; that varia
tions in the blood pressure are de
pendent on the pitch, the loudness of
sound and on the tone colors; that we
are nearing the time when a tired
brain may buy an hour’s music in ar
ranged music stations as now one
Xim ch%ses massage,or melancholy may
bo dispelled in the workaday world
outside the walls for the cure of brain
trouble as the experts are now (and
have been for some time) ^eating tbd
insane with doses of swt
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