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NORWALK, CONNECTICUT, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 6, 1888.
. ' v01. LXVI.--NUMBER,6
A Valentine.
Little maid, whose sweet blue eyes,
Open with such pleased surprise
As this pictured scroll they vieW.
Where forget-me-uots entwine
With the myrtle’s glossy vine
And blush-rose's tender huc.
Yield a moment to the spell.
While the flowers their story tell,
Whispering softly in your ear;
First to speak the timid rose,
Loath my secret to disclose,
Faltering says: “I love you dear!"
Then the flowers with petals blue
Quickly adds: “My love is true,
And through cloudy skies will shine
Clear and bright." The myrtle pale
Cries: “My love shall never fail,
Will you be my Valentine?’
Victorious Defeat. . _
The little train of three cars puffed slowly
over the bridge and around the short curve,
out of sight and sound, leaving behind only
along trail of blue smoke drifting in rings
up the side of the mountain.
Leslie Gordon stood alone, close to her
one great trunk, on the long, sunny, country
platform. and looked about her wonderingly.
Not a house of any description in sight, only
the neatly-trimmed hedge, guarding yonder
road on the one pide, and upon the other
the dark green of the-pine woods, standing
out so boldly against the rocky surface of
the liills.
“No one here!” she exclaimed, tapping
the planks with her foot, impatiently.
“Whatever am I to do ?”
In that remark Miss Gordon was guilty of
injustice toward a party in blue overalls and
checked shirt, who at the other end of the
platform was busily engaged in unloading a
large, old-fashioned wagon and piling its
contents up against the shed.
“Why don’t they come ?” she murmured
to herself. “Now that man is going, and I
won‘t stay here alone,” and she walked
straight up to him, holding back her dress
with one hand from any chance contact with.
the country produce piled upon the plat-
form. '
“If you please, sir," she said, smilingly,
“how far is the old ‘Metler Farm' from
here?”
“About three miles, miss,” he replied,
glancing quickly up from his work.
“Oh, dear!" she exclaimed in despair.
“They were to meet me here, and new I
don't know what to do." -
The tone, almdst of alarm, in her voice,
evidently caught his ear, for be straightened
up, pushed back his shocking straw hat and
revealed a brown, sunburned, manly face
under it, made strong by a pair of earnest
’gray eyes.
“You need not worry, miss,” he said pleas-
antly. “I am working upon the ‘Metler
place.’ and if you will deign to honor a farm
wagon, you may ride with me there."
She looked at him in some considerable
astonishment.
“Ob, why—willingly; but. my trunk ?”
“Is that it sitting at:the further end of
the platform? We’ll take that with us."
And she stood watching him as he lifted
the heavy article into the bottom of the
wagon.
“Now,miss," he said, wiping the perspir-
ation from his forehead, “if you will kindly
step on this wheel. we will soon be ready.”
Almost lifted in his strong, and somewhat
audacious arms, Miss Gordon finally succeed-
ed in perching herself upon the high spring
, seat, and the next moment her companion
had clambered up beside her.
Out upon the broad, shaded road they rat-
tled, and down by the broad-saved farm-
houses, and the shaded orchards and fields
of grain.
It was all new, a strange experience to our
city girl, with her fresh memories of board-
ing school and fashionable watering-places—
anew departure not, we fear, altogether a
pleasant one. A mere girlish freak it was
that first took her to this little nut-of-the-way
station—a freak she almost regretted now.
“I wonder what papa would say,” she kept
thinking, as she held on tightly with both
hands to the narrow seat, and glanced over
at the flappingdxat rim beside her; “and the
girls. Just think, 1, Leslie Gordon, the lat-
est rage, riding in a dirty farm wagon, alone
with the hired mane—now 1 ceaily believe he
is going to speak to me.”
“That is the 'Metler Farm,’ the house you
see under those great clms, by the river.”
And she looked out as he pointed, _over the
beautiful picture, and thanked him.
He adds: “You remember, Miss Gordon?”
Leslie turned and met the calm, gray eyes
of John Metler. In her instant of astonish-
ment she could not help saying: '
“What, you quoting Southey, Mr. Met-
ler P"
"Certainly, Miss Gordon. all the reading
is not confined to the city; some has wan-
dered into the hills. Perhaps you remember
Milton says: '
“ ‘Wisdom’s self
0ft seeks so sweet, retired solitude ;
She plumes her feathers and lets grow her
Wings,
That in the various bustle of resort
Were all too rufiicd, and sometimes im-
pulred.’ ”
-“I thank you for the lesson,” Leslie said,
slowly, with a red flame burning in either
check. “I shall not forget. Good night,” and
she held out a white hand to him and fled up
the wide stairway, never glauci'ng back where
he remained standing so silently, looking
out upon the river and the rising touch.
it O 0' III ‘0‘ ii If:
“All the men folks are busy in the harvest
field to-day," Mrs. Met‘er said, as Leslie
came down in her neat, white dress to break-
fast the next morning. So she wandered
alone about the Old farm until noon. when
‘ they all came in flushed and tired.
“John," the father said, as they arose from
the table, “you had better take .lliss Gordon
out on the bill after berries with the picnic
party this afternoon," and so it qu arrang-
ed. .
It was a strange company, Leslie could not
keep from thinking, as they met at the ap-
pointed crossroads.
“Of all old-fashiOned dresses,” she wrote
home that night, “I saw them there. but the
people were real good, and I enjoyed myself
immensely.” And she did, with the. fresh
color in her cheeks and a great rent in her
new dress, wandering over the “patch"
thrOugh the long, warm afternoon, until at
last, tired and heated, she sank down upon a
huge boulder, and John Metler flung himself
on the short grass at her feet.
“He is different front them," she felt, as
she sat there watching him, and now
and then interchanging bits of common
talk.
And the red sun" began to sink downward
in the western sky and the shadows to
lengthen along the ground, and it was time
to go, and he rose slowly to his feet. The
next instant, he suddenly gave one spring
forward, caught the astonished girl in his
strong arms, and with one quick, marvelous
turn, swung her behind him.
“Sir! What—" Leslie indignantly ex-
claimed,but he only pointed silently to a
long, wriggling rattlesnake pushing swiftly
from sight into the bushes, and her face
grew very pale as he helped her down the
steep hill back to the house.
“Do you care for a row on the river this
evening," he asked, as they drew near the
door.
“Oh, very much," and she glanced up
into his face, as she passed in befdre him.
It was just dark as they went down the
bank together—he, with the long, slender
oars resting over his shoulder and she, with a
light chip hat. perched coquettishly upon her
dark hair. Just dusk, and the fireflies were
at play in the shadows as John Metler push-
ed the boat from the shore, and with a few
swift, sturdy strokes brought it into the cen-
ter of the stream.
Leslie leaned back in the stern, grasping
the tiller rope, and watched her companion
as with quick, strong. strokes he urged the
boat onward. He had thrown aside his hat,
and the soft summer air had flung back the
closely-curling hair from the broad forehead.
“How far do we go up the stream ?” she
asked.
“Only to the bridge—abtut a mile, I saw
some violets by that great root this morning,”
and suddenly releasing his grasp upon one
oar he reached out and picked them. “The
flowers of modesy,” he said, flinging his treas-
ures into her lap. “May they never wither."
“Anal my choice among all flowers,” she
answered. “I must have some every day, if
they be plenty hereabouts.”
“You shall never want,” he replied earn-
estly, and she grew strangely silent as he
bent over the ears.
They turned about, under the deep, black
shadow of the bridge, and then slowly drift-
ed down the‘ starlit stream, with the long
limbs waving and reaching out as if to stop
the passage of the boat on either side.
“How very quiet everything is to-night,"
she murmured, dreamiiy, as she rested back
in the bow, looking up through the arched
leaves, meeting almostoverhead.
“Yes, it is almost a dream—like the boat
song of Tennyson,” he replied, then asked
As afew minutes later they drove up by 2
the gate, Mrs. Metler, a motherly-appearing
woman, ran out and taking the young girl,
who had sprung to the ground unassisted,
into her arms, kissed her on either cheek.
“So you are Leslie Gordon,” she cried.
“Why, my girl, how you have grown, to be
sure.”
Inside the dark, oldJashioucd farmhouse,
Leslie found the great front chamber reserv-
ed for her—a cool, low room, with windows
opening out upon the river, and a great elm
tree shading them. Presently up the broad
stairway her driver came staggering with
her trunk, and putting it down where she
directed, retired without a word.
“Really, he scarcely looks like the pro-
verbial hired man,” said Leslie to herself, as
she proceeded straitway to unpack before
tea. Presently Mrs. Metler‘e voice called
from below, and she went down to the even-
ing meal in her simple traveling dress.
“This is John, my son,” the old farmer
quietly said, in introduction, and Leslie
bowed across the table to her companion, the
driver.
“The son is better than the hired man any-
way,” she mentally concluded, and then fol-
lowed’that by deciding him truly good-look-
ing; “How delightful it all is," she whis-
pered to herself, when an hour later, she
swung carelessly back and forth in a ham-
mock, out under the trees, as the sun was
going down.
It grew gradually late and Miss Gordon,
making her good night, prepared to retire.
As she drew near the front door, which
stood open, the beautiful scene without at-
tracted her tg linger a moment upon the
vine-ambowered porch. Down by the river
all was in dense shadow, save where now
and then a burst of moonlight fell along the
waters and changed them to gleaming silver,
but down further into the more distant Val-
ley the village lights in the windows flashed
out like innumerable fireflies in the darkness
and beyond over it all, like a vast curtain,
shutting out the more distant world, stood
the great rocky mountain, its seamed sides
hidden, and the round, full moon just peep
in; over its shoulder and throwing the tall
pines below into fantastic shadow. And
Leslie Gordop stood there with her fair face
full in the light, leaning against the wooden
pillar of the porch and looking out across
that stretch of country, until she had forgot-
ten time and all in her rapt admiration of
the scene.
“How beautiful it is!" she cried, uncon-
sciously aloud. "Such a scene must have
inspired him who said:
“ “How beautiful is night!
A dewy freshness fills the silent air;
No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor
stain
Breaks the serene of heaven
A strong voice beside her went on where
she closed :
“ 'In 'full-orb‘d glory yonder moon divine
Rolls through the dark-blue depths;
Beneath her steady ray
The desert circle spreads,
Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky.
I"’
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,suddenly, “Do you sing, Miss Gordon ?”
“No,” she answered, holding a violet over
in the water; “not at all, but Ithink you do.
Won’t you sing the song you mentioned just
now ?"
And he did sing it superbly in a rich tenor
voice, and the words echoed back from either
bank and stole along the still water, in the
silent night- a perfect burst Of melody.
When he ended they were at home again.
The first thing to attract Leslie’s notice the
next morning was a great vase of 'violets,
standing upon her center-table, freshly pick-
ed and still heavy with their weight of dew.
“He does love me some," she murmured.
“Oh, why is it so? Why must he be such a
gentleman, and yet only a mountain farmer,
after all f" and her cheeks grew flushed and
hot, as she entered the little breakfast room,
and in spite of herself her heart beat the
faster for his kindling eye. -
So the long, pleasant days of the happy
summer drifted swiftly away—with the
morning’s quiet about the farm and the
pleasant, cool evenings upon the river. \Vith
the girl’s heart growing warmer and warmer
toward her farmer lover, yet never once ac-
knowledging it for a moment even to her-
self. Iio- pride yet held in restraint the bet-
ter impulses of her nature.
One early morning toward the end, feeling
more rebellious than usual, she wandered
out alone along the sunny lane, toward the
river, seeking flowers with which to decorate
her room. '
Wandering slowly along in the shadow,
swinging her light chip but carelessly in one
hand, she passed the field where the men
ware busy, and then suddenly noticed some
extremely brilliant wild flowers blooming
upon the high bank near her.
“How beautiful,” she said, her eyes kindl-
ing. “1 must have them, but how ?" Then
she saw a large log projecting out into the
water. A moment; of doubt, and gathering
her skirts closer she went down the steep
bank.’
“Don‘t venture upon that log, Miss Gor-
don!" said a voice, imperioualy, she thought.
“What business has he to order me about?"
she spoke' to herself, indignantly, and went
straight forward;
“It is not safeo—let 1110—"
“It’s safe enough," she called back, with-
out looking up. “I'm going to have those
flowers.” ‘
As she spoke she placed one little feet
upon the apparently solid wood, tried its
stability an instant, and then stepped quick.
ly out. balancing her herself by catching a
droopingbranch of a tree above. Drawing
close to the flowers she leaned forward to
grasp her prize. a gleam of victory in her
flushed face, when with the movement, One
foot slipped slightly on the moss-covered
trunk, the heavy log turned over' in the
water, and without a cry, only a wild grasp.
ing with her outstretched hand for some sup-
port, she plunged over and disappeared be.
neath the stgeam.
F r the watcher to utter one cry of alarm,
fling off his outer garments and spring to the
point where she had disappeared, was but
the work of an instant. But the swift cur-
rent had borne her body rapidly downward
toward the spot where the great water wheel
of a mill turned so cruelly a little distance
below. ‘ With a dozen strong, poworful
strokes the rescuer was beside her. Lifting
her head with one arm out of the water he
endeavored to regain the shore, but the strong
current was toe—swift and the effort vain.
He looked ahead to the place where the
was turning, and setting lips firm together,
made one more desperate effort—tried to
catch the boughs overhead, but. it was use-
less, and they were swept} rcsistless onward.
“Put your arms about my neck—so,” he
ordered, and weak anti nearly exhausted by
the long struggle, she obeyed.
“Can you hold there?”
“Yes," "her pale lips only dared reply.
Straight ahead of them was a turn, and
there the current swept close to the
shore—it. was the only’hope now, and he
worked for it; worked for it as a man will
work for life, doubly dear to him.‘ Closer.
closer, inch by inch, it draws nearer terribly
swift—every nerve is strained to the utmost,
and now just below they hear the horrible
“clank,” “clank” of the revolving wheel.
One momentp with every sinew braced,
'every muscle in full play, they draw closer
in ; the hanging bushes are almost in reach;
but still they are borne onward! Lost—no.
not yet! One mighty effort, and fairly lift-
ing his burden from the water, he grasps a
branch—it snaps under the weight, but he
has caught another, and now, hand over hand,
he draws the double burden up. With hands
tightly clasped about him, Leslie is pale and
almost unconscious, and he asses his warm
kisses upon her face.
“Saved—saved! ob, Leslie, my darling!’
he cried, passionately.
As her heavy eyes opened and looked up,
she saw his face and remembered it all.
“Oh, John, forgive me, I was so foolish !”
And he could only answer: “I have noth-
ing to forgive ” .
“He loves me and he kissed me," Leslie
kept repeating over, as in her own room she
exchanged her wet clothes for drier ones;
“he loves me and 1— Oh, I won’t l”and she
hid her flushed face in her hands. “I must
go away, yes, .1 will go to—morrow—now,
that's settled,” and firm in her determination
she fled down the stairs.
Sitting alone in the little parlor an hour
later, she heard a slight, nervous knock at
the front door, and without disturbing Mrs.
Metler, she, went herself to answer it. A
little, shock-headed country boy stood out
side, who opened his blue eyes wide in as
tonishment. ‘
“Be you the boarder?" hc ssked.
“I have that honor, I believe,” she smiled.
“What is it, my little man ?"
“Nothing much. I was down to town,and
a feller thar gave the this for Mr. Metler—
will you give it Mr him ?"
“Yes," taking a letter from his hand, “we
thank you very much.”
It was irresistible. the temptation to glance
at the address—w. temptation which Leslie
did not attempt to combat. The next in-
stant she stood erect, with red cheeks and
dancing eyes. It read: John Mailer, Esq ,
editor of Beacon. Forward to Barnville,
Vt."
“He isn’t a farmer, only playing one," she
cried. “Oh, John, John!” and buried her
face deep in the soft cushions of the old-fash-
ioned sofa.
“Mother tells me." John Metler said, as he
foundrhmmnorch alone after sup-
per, “that you must go away;to—morrow.”
“Yes," she ansv’vered, twisting a spray of
honeysuckle in her hand, “my visit is nearly
over now."
“And you are not very sorry, I fear. It
has been dull for you.” he spoke perhaps
more earnestly than he intended.
have had such a grand summer, and shall
miss the old farm so much," and a stray
gleam of light fell through the open door and
quivered for an instant upon her dark. hair.
“And is that regret all for the farm—«none
for the dwellers therein ?" he questioned ea—
gorly.
“Oh, yes, of course, I shall dislike very
much having to leave Mrs. Matter and Mr.
Metlcr—and ‘Nibs’—-"
“So you feel it- necessary to name the out
first,” he cried, hotly, rising to his feet.
“Very well, I wish you good night."
“John!” He turned quickly at his name
being spoken in that earnest tone, and as he
did so she arose and faced him. “I did not
suppose I needed to say how much I should
miss you," and he saw there were tears in
the eyes looking into his own so loyally.
“Sometimes I think I shall miss you more
than all.”
Unm..idenly was it, this nvowal? But
John thought differently as he caught her
little hands quickly, passionately in his own.
“Can I hope, then ?" he cried. “Oh, Les-
lie,‘dariing,look up to me l”and as she turned
her eyes to him he read the love shining in
their depths and was content.
“Do you guess what made me uameail the
others before you ?” she questioned, an hour
later, glancing up slyly into his face "No?
Well, it was because they belong on the farm
and your home is at the Batman ofiice, New
York city."
"What!" in surprise, “did you know
that 2”
“Why, how stupid! of course. You
surely never supposed for a moment
that I fell in love with a simple farm hand,
did you, John ?’,
And he was strangely silent, looking far
off across the valley to where the distant
mountain rose black against the sky.
A Woman’s Way.
Woman, in reading a newspaper, says an
observant exchange, has a distinct method of
her own. She takes it up hurriedly, apd be.-
gins to scan it over rapidly,-as though she
were hunting some particular thing, but she
is not. She is merely taking in the obscure
paragraphs, which, she believes, were put in
the out-of-tha-way places for the sake of keep-
ing her from seeing them.
Marriages and deaths are a! ways interesting
reading to her, and advertisements are exci-
ting and stimulating. . She cares but little for
printed jokes, unless they reflect ridicule.
upon the men. and then she delights in them
and never fOrgets them.
She pays considerable attention to anything
inclosed in quotations, and considers it rather
better authority than anything first-handed.
The column in which the editor airs his
opinions she rarely reads. Views are of no
importance in her estimation, but facts are
everything. She doesn't care for it, but
.makes a practice of reading it because she
thinks she ought to do so.
She reads stories and sketches and para-
graphs indiscriminatciy, and believes every
word of them. After she has read all she
wants she lays the paper down with an air
disappointment as she observes "that there is
nothing in it.”
____._...__——_
Lyucbcrs Foiled._
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A Colorado man who expected a gang of
lynchers to come for him about the middle of
the night, took himself to the cellar, leaving
a pet grizzly bear in his place in bed. The
lynchers didn’t bring any lights, but made a
very plucky attempt to get the bear out and
lynch it, but gave it up after three of them
had lost. an eye apiece, two had suffered the
loss of thumbs, chewed off, and the other
six were'more or less deprived of skin. That
man now has a tremendous reputation as a
fighter, and the bear didn’t mind the work
one bite—Boston 'Post.
‘ Creation or Evolution?
nu. cntm’s morons. Barons. THE YOUNG
MEN'S cums'rrau ASSOCIATION.
[The following able lecture was delivered
by Rev. Dr. Childs, before the Washington
Y. M. C. A., and reported for the National
Republz'ca7t.-—EDS. Gazn'r'rnj
, The subject of the lecture Friday evening
was “Creation or Evolution.” In opening,
the speaker said: We have found reasona-
ble evidence. I think, of the existence of a
personal God—not by hypothesis, which is
simply R assumed or supposed explanation
of observed phenomena, but by the most im-
perative testimony of every normal mind ;
by a kind of testimony that must be relied
on, or nothing whatever can' be known; by
the immediate, intuitive assertion of ade-
quate causation for all phenomena,-and con-
sequently the immediate, intuitive assertion
of a personal intelligent, adapting cause of a
universe of adaptations and of personal intel-
ligences. .
We have also, I think, found reasonable
evidence that the book which we call the
Bible is not of more human origin ; that the
truths it presents, the events it foretells, the
morality it demands, the God it reveals. the
humanity it portrays, the salvation it pro-
vides, the Christ it makes known, the heaven
it opens, the eternal doom it unfolds, and the
effects it. produces cannot on any grounds of
moral probability have their scurce in the
'mind of man. They are above nature; and
the book that contains these truths and pro-
duces these results is not a natural book, it
is a supernatural ; it is the word of God.
This being so, the volume is decisive on
all questions that it undertakes to decide.
We open it. to-night with the questions:
What is the origin of the universe? What
is the origin of man?
Takingthe Bible in its obvious sense the
answer would seem to be perfectly clear. Its
first sentence is this: In the beginning God
created the heaven and the earth. See also
Job xxxviii, 4; Psalms lxxxix, 11, oil, 25,
cxlvi, 6; .John i, 3; Aebl'cw i, 10. These
are a few of the passages which decide the
questions if the Bible is of authority. They
stand with the whole body of evidence that
sustains this is a divine revelation. The same
remark, of course, is true in reference to
those passages which ascribe the origin of
man in his completeness directly to the crea-
tive act of God. Genesis i, 20, 27: “And
God said, let us make man in our image, af-
ter our likeness. * * * So God created
man in his own image, in the image of.God
created be him.” See also Ecclesiastes vii,
29; Hebrew ii, 7. As this is the subject of
chief interest and importance we confine the
discussion to night to it—thc origin of man.
The face meaning of the passages quoted
would hardly seem open to serious question.
They affirm—if language can affirm—the cer-
etation of man in his‘perfect state—the nor-
mal man—directly by God.
Now, against this we'havc the doctrine of
evolution. This doctrine may be either the-
istic or atheistic. I am unablelto see, in all
candor, how it. can possibly be scriptural. I
can understand how a man rejecting the Bi-
ble as the word of God can accept evolution
as a possible hypothesis, but how he can ac-
cept it as accounting for the. origin of man
and claim to stand by the scriptures at the
same time, I cannot see. For evolution holds,
first, that man instead of being created im-
mediately by God was developed by natural
law from the lowest form of organic life;
and, hence, second, instead of beginning ex-
istence in his perfect state as the normal man,
he began it as man in the lowest possible
state, hardly separated front the brutes and
in pure barbarism. According to the Bible
man’s firstsappearance on earth was in the
image of God, after his likeness. According
to evolution it was in the image of the beasts
“0h: bl" I am very, very sorry, indeed. I ‘that perish and after thelikeness of an ape.
Not to dwell on the different forms of evo-
lutionism, let us take that of Mr. Darwin,
the recognized leader of the school. His
view was that all forms of animal life could
be traced back to a few—not more, probably,
than four or five—original forms, and then,
from analogy, it was fair to infer that these
fo'ur or five came from one primordial form
or germ. I
To the question that then meets us: Where
did this original atom or germ and its life
come from ? Mr. Darwin answers candidly
and reverently, from God. The original
atom rcquircs a creator, as truly as a uni-
ucrse. Mr. Darwm was not an atheist. But
he was too wise and too candid a man to
claim to be a believer in the Bible account of
creation, and to hold also to the evolution of
man from the lower forms of life.
Now as to the doctrine itself, and the ar-
gument must be presented very briefly:
1. It is, in its best estate, simply an hy-
pothesis ; that is, a supposition, a guess, with
more or less of plausibility to account for the
facts we see. It is absolutely unproved. The
testimony cf Prof. Tyndall will“ respected
at least when that of the theologians isscof-
fed at. Tyndall says: There ought to be a
clear distinction made between science in the
state of hypothesis and science in the state Of
fact. And inasmuch as it is still in its hypo-
thetical stage, the ban of exclusion ought to
fall upon the theory of evolution.“ “I hold
with Virchow,” he adds, “that the failures
(of this hypothesis) have been lamentable,
and the doctrine is utterly discredited.” The
essential facts have not changed since this
testimony was given. ,
2. The hypothesis is not only improved,
it is against some of the clearest facts of sci-
ence, as far as they are known to us. The
general fact certainly is that of permanency
of species. There is not a single case proved
of the transmutation of one specie, into
another permanent and distinct specie. No
such thing is known. Even Prof. Mitchell,
who believes “that the doctrine of derivation
of species should be accepted,” admits that
“all the facts which have fallen under cue
observation fail to supply a tingle specie
certainly derived from another.” And yet
we are asked to believe, not only that one
specie may be derived from another, but that,
as an established fact of science, all the spe-
cies of animal life on the face of the earth——
man included—have been derived from one.
Prof. Huxley, one of Darwin‘s ablcst fol-
lowers, referring to the fact that the effort
to cross species resultsi a hybrid type, as
the mule, admits that this “utterly shatters"
Darwin’s hypothesis, unless he can produce
the same results “by natural selection.’-‘
Prof. Gray, of Harvard, in his “Darwiniarih,”
takes substantially the same position.
The doctrine is unsustaincd by, and is in
conflict with, the facts of geology. If this
transmutationof species has been the law of
organic life from the beginning, he certainly
should expect to find abundant traces of it
in geologic formations. We find the fossil
remains of all animals, fish, fowl,,beasts and
man, but they are all distinct and all com-
plete after their kind. We find no half-
_formed animals or men. On the other hand,
the different species appear as perfect at the
beginning of a period as at its close, in some
cases more so.
Prof Dana, “are the highest orders of that
class. * * * In the introduction of the
common fishes there is a fall below the level
of the early orders." The gar pike, for in-
stance, is a higher order than the common
fish, yet it not only preceded that, but it pro-
ceded the reptiles. The order is not evolu‘
tion, but retrogrcssion.
3. The doctrine identifies man and the
brute; man is only a developed beast. This
is not sustained by the acts of science (a) as
to the physical organization of the two.
That there are certain general resemblances
“The earliest fishes,” says ‘
through the works of the Creator; but this
Is as far as the poles from proving that one
work was developed out of another by nat—
ural law. The cabin of a savage and the pa!-
ace of a king have certain points in common
and have a common object. There is secure
in which it may be said that one is a devel-
opment from the other in the history of hu-
manity. But, they are distinct creations.
Such a development we admit’in the order of
the divine working from IoWer forms to
higher. This, however, is not evolution.
Now, the bodily structures of man and the
brutcs are clearly different, so different that
no investigations and no experiments have
ever been able to make them one. Take the
single point of blood. Our courts will send
a man into eternity or home to his family,
as the blood stain upon him prove‘s'to be that
of man or beast; '
Prof. Gray, who isclines to the general
doctrine of evolution, expressly excepts man.
He declares the connecting link between man
and brute to be altogether wanting, and un-
il some further testimony is proddced~t‘we
must believe in the separate and special crea-
tion of man.” ~ ~ ...
(1:) Another line of separdtion is that of
mind. The never improvininnstinct of the
animal cannot be confounded with the power
of limitless intellectual growth.in man. The
power of imagination and of abstract reason-
ing has no trace of existence In the brute.
(6) Language protests against the effort to
identify man with the lower chief of animals.
Max Muller considers the protest'decisive.
He says: “There is between" the whole ani-
mal kingdom on the one side; and man, even
in his lowest estate, on thokotber, a barrier
which no animal has ever crossed, and that
is language. By no effort of understanding,
by no stretch of imagination, can I explain to
myself how language could have grown out
of anything which animals possess, even if
we granted them millions of years for the.
purpose.” ‘
(d) Man is separated from‘the brute mor-
ally and spiritually. The ideas of God, of
silt as a violation of moral law, of moral re-
sponsibility, of a future state, of immortali-
ty, there is not the slightest evidence that
brutes possess. '
4. Logically—and in some bands expressly
———thc doctrine would seem to be clearly un-
moral, not to say immoral. Indeed, it is not
easy to see when morality can find a place in
the system. Mankind is evolved by natural
law from an irresponsible, unmornl brute
ancestry. At what point does responsibility
or morality come in? What is cruelty or
treachery or barbarity but the .natural and
inevitable inheritance of the race! Why
have you to-day, in the prison yonder, hung
the man who, in cold blood, murdered his
own sister? Prof. S. E. Morse meets these
questions thus: “We need no longer be sur-
prised at the cruelties practiced by lower ra-
ces, or the outrages that are attributed to total
depravity among civilized men. They are
not. instituted by an evil spirit, but are the -
outburst of the savage natuse, inherited from
their animal progenitors, add are still pre-
served more manifestly among the lower ra-
ces of to day." is
This is the logical outcome of the doctrine
of the evolution of man. No moral charac-
ter, no evil spirit, no depravity, no crime,
and so no moral accountability. Nothing in
rapine and riot, in violence and pollution. in
the murder of a president, in desolation of a
household, in the burning of. a city, but “the
outbursts of the savage nature inherited from
our animal progenitors !" NO system that
leads to such a conclusion is safe either for
the individual or the state.
Ben Butler’s Strategy.
110W IIE GREASED A LOG AND GOT AHEAD
OF SOME OTHER FELLOIVS.
The just achieved triumph of Ben Butler
and the ever device with which he neutrdl-
lzed the effects of the “splits" in his own
ranks recall an incident of the general’s early
career, and which is interesting as showing
that even in his youth Ben displayed those
strategic abilities which have done so much
for his military and political career.
It appears that young Butler was much
enamored of a pretty ‘girl who lived on a farm
about six miles from that of the Butler fami-
ly in the Western part of Massachusetts. The
country beauty was a coquette, however, and
kept quite a large train of admirers ln sus-
pense, each rival doing his best to gain the
advantage of the others. At last matters
rsacbcd a climax, and the damsel appointed
a certain night when she would render her
final decision as to which suitor she pre-
fetred.
It goes without saying that they were all
better looking than Ben, but the latter deter-
mined to put the inside of his head against
the outside of those of his opponents. The
nearest way to the fair flirt’s house, and the
one taken by all her eager followers, was
over a bridge, formed by a single and some-
what slippery log placed across a deep brook
in the rear of the house. Young Butler rP.
paired to the bridge an hour earlier than the
accustomed “courting time" carrying a pail
of lard with which be carefully annointed
the log by the mellow moonlight, backing
himself across astraddle.
As he afterwards sat with his sweetheart,
waiting for the other suitors to appear, a
a loud splash came from the direction of the
brook. Ben's game eye twinkled, and in
imagination he could see one of his gorgeous-
ly gotten up fellow candidates climbing up
the opposite bank with his teeth chattering,
and heading for home across lots, but the con-
spirator looked as innocent aa a cat in the
dairy, and said nothing.
Pretty soon there came another sousc, and
after awhile another. The beauty began to
look at the clock and show evidences of de-
cided pique at the negligence of her admir-
ers—a circumstance Ben did not fail to turn
to his own profit. .
Presently he could faintly hear voices in
the distance, and he knew that the last two
swains‘werc approaching together. Pretty
soon came a tremendous double splash.
“Dear me," said the young lady, “how the
fish are jumping to-night i”
The upshot of the matter was that when
the future go'ernor rose to go, the slighted
beauty gave him her hand. Sealing the bar-
gain with an old fashioned basking-bee kiss,
Butler left his prize in such a state of cxultn-
tion that he forgot all about the greasctl' log,
and the first thing he know both Ilt his hit him
in the back of his head and he took a header
down below, just as his victims had done.
He climbed up, the already well clawed bank
and made the six miles to home, uttering
Kearncyisina unfit for publication. Ila was
taken with chills and fever as a- result, and
when he got well, found his finance had
eloped with a hired man. Butler tells this as
the narcweest escape of' his life, as he says
the girl began eating onions the very day af-
ter she became engaged. The general has
been lucky ever since—New York Truth.
The first this on. record that Red Cloud
ever declined going on a bust was at New
Haven the other day. He consented to have
his photograph taken, but stubbornly refused
to put his head in the plaster.
An Ohio newspaper, calling the attention
of its readers to a column of minor items,
tortures the letter P in this manner : “Post-
prandlal Personalities and Possibilities,
Picked up and Pungcntly Presented by Pen-
ny Post Pencil Pushers.’3
Faint-heartedness would never have won
the Vicksburg fair lady who refused her sui-
tor four times, but yielded when he fell on
his knees before her in a parlor. in the pres-
ence of a dancing company, and for the fifth
time urged his suit. She accepted him on
the spot and appointed a day for the wed-
- ding. .
may be admitted. A similarity of plan'runs.
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(Successor to L. F. Marshall.)
Dealer in
llarness it Saddlery
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IRON FENCES.
IlE SUBSCRIBER having returned to Nor-
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prepared to furnish “Ir-ought lr_on Fenc-
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For Sale or to Let.
Furnished or Unfurnished. .
11E House on East Avenue. occupied by Mrs.
0. S. Ferry. Enquire on the premises, or of
lstt‘ JAMES MITCHELL.
For Sale Cheap.
W ILL be sold at a Bargain, it‘ normed for soon
a small. neat Cottage, of six rooms. In good
neighborhood, and three minutes’ walk of the
Bridge. Apply at GAZETTE OFFICE.
To Let.
THE large, commodious front room in Gazette
; 'Buildmg Just vacated by Francis Mckeon.
B. J. STURGES.
For Sale or to Rent.
HE \vcll-knoWn Farm at Winnipauk, formerly
owned by Morgan T. Smith, is ofi'orcd for
sale or to rent. The Farm contains some 40 acres
of 1m proved land, in good condition, a commodi-
ons and convenient residence, barns, &c. Pes-
scssion given immediately. Price low and terms
easy. For further particulars enquire at the
FAIRFIELD COUNTY NATIONAL BANK. ll
To Let.
THE Large Hall, rcccn tly occupied by the Odd
. Fellows,af the low yearly rental of 81-50%
Full particulars pf'the agent, It“). STURGES,
No. 4 Gazette Building.
For Sale or to Rent.“
A House and One Agenof Land, on Prospect
1 .
May be had on reasonable terms. App?
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Norwalk, March 16th, 1881.
- - Farm for Sale.
T [IE subscriber offers his Farm for sale, situa-
ted in the Town ot'Grceuticld, in Saratoga
00., in the state of New York, nine miles from
Saratoga Springs. It is pleasantly situated on
a rise of' ground, 95 acres .0! land, which is favor-
ably divided into pasture, plow, meadow and
wood land; With a. large house; the size of the
burn 30 by 40, wagon house and stabllng, hay loft
over the same, 23 by 43, and grainery 16 by 18.
Will be sold cheap; part of the purchase money
can rcmrin on mortgage if desired, or will ex—
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change torvillnge property For f‘urtherparticu-
tars inquire of S LAS I’. TUTTLE,
' Norwatk.Conn,
Desirable Property for sale.
A Very desirable place on East Avenue.
Also, a few choice Building Lots situated on
Osborn Avenue. for sale cheap.
Also. a nicely located House and Let on Mer-
wrn Street near West Avenue, for sale at a bar-
gain, Enquire of
S. E. OSBORNJiast Avenue,
tfil or to D. W, Fitch, W est Avenue.
(330on
But thug tots
\ ZE‘OR SALE ,
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In what way a Prevalcnl Evil may be
shorts or its Power to Harm.
Malaria is a broad name for many diseases—all
originating in blood poisoning. Bilious (eventhe
typhus and typhoid levers and chills and fever
urc prominent members of the family. Malaria
defies alike the builders. the plumbers and phy-
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latter almost unanimously recbmntcnd BEN :30le
CAL’CIN E POROUS PLASTER as the greatest
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act upon the liver, spleen. bowels and kidneys.
Worn over the region of the liver. and upon the
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Costlveness.
Sick Headache,
C hro n i c Diar-
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SYMPTOMS OF A DISEASE!) m
Bad Breath: Pain in the Side, sometimes the
fiagn is felt under the Shaulder-blnde, mistaken for
eumatism: general loss of appetite; .Bowels
enerall costive, sometimes alternating wrth lax;
t c hes is troubled with pain, is dull and havy
with considerable loss of memory, accompanied
with a painful semation oflcaving undone something .
which ought to have been done; a slight, dry cough
and flushed face is sometimes an ”attendant, often
mistaken for consent tion; the patient complains
of wenriness anddeb' hy: nervous, easily startled;
{cct cold or burning, sometimes a prick! sensat,
of the skin exists; spirits are low and es onde ,
and, although satisfied that exercise would e benev
ficial, yet one can hardly summon-up fortitude to,
a? it—in fact, distrusts every remedy. Several
o the above stymitoms attend the disease, but cases .
have occur! w en but few of them existed, yet
examination after death has shown the Liver to
have been extensively deranged.
It should housed by .11 persons, old and
young, whenever- any at the above
' sym'ptbms appear.
'flous have 01'- Living in U11-
3%] to Wm Li es, triflingadose oclfasiona
y. 7 e vet in ca action w' a '
all Mama-.3111“. attackk, Dizzines's, sigh-
m, Drywsiness Depression of' S irits, etc. It
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affirms ' Oates: anythln hard‘ of'
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Time and Doctors’ Bills will be saved
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.. A Governor's Testimony.
Simmons Liver Regulator has been in use in my
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J. GILL. Suonruk, Governor of Ala.
Hon. Alexander H. Ste hens, of Ga"
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humans wer e for an wis to 've it a
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“The only Thing that never fails to
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such a medicine, and would advise all who are sim-
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- M. Jamar, Minneapolis, Minn.
Dr. '1". W. Mason says: From actual ex-
perience tn the use of Simmons Lives- chuiator in
my practice I_ have been and am satisfied to use
and prescribe it as a purgative medicine.
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Sick Headache and relieve ri‘ the troubles inci-
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Headache, yet. Carter’s Little Liver '
valuable in. Consiip: 'ou, (‘ll ‘
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and. regulate the bowels. Even if
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re equally
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J. G. GREGORY a 00.. Agents for Norwalk.
w. A. 'V'OG'rEL,
DillilllSi alchemist,
Manufacturing Pharmacist,
21 Main Street, Norwalk, Ct,
Formerly Cor. 4th Ave. and 28th St., New York.
Announcement 2
Having recently purchased the
drug store, at above location, form-
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I have purposely deferred calling
attention to the change until I had
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After many weeks of close and con-
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and can conscicneiously solicit the
patronage of the public. It shall
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For Me Gazette. ‘
- At Morning-Time.
BY J. KATE LUDLUM.
I rose up early this morning,
For my life is full of work,
And no matter how tired and weary I am,
I never dare to shirk.
And I drew aside the curtains
To see if the new-born day ..
Had come in the midst of song and blobm,
0r stormy as yesterday i .
Whose dawn hadbeen cold and dreary,
And night had descended in rain ; "
And the river I love and call my own,
I strove to see in vain.
For the night’s dark mantle had fallen,
; And wrapped it around in mist;
And the throbbing heart of the busy stream,
By rain drops alone was kist.
And its gurgling, mournful music
Came up in a saddened moan;
And my aching heart returned the gonad,
For my life was like its own— -
Lonely, and dark, and dreary,
; With never a true friend near;
Bu: hurrying on to our daily work,
Thro' sunshine or shadows drear.
I was tired, I know, and my tear-drops '
Fell on the window sill,
As I looked in vain for my busy friend
That was wrapped in'darkness still.
“But now,” I whispered, smiling,
Refreshed with my. q‘uiet night,
“I’ll see if the saying is true and wise
That after the storm 'comes light-1"
And, 10! as I leaned from the window,
What song and lightmnd bloom
Burst over'me there, and crowded out
The shadowscf last night’s gloom!
The birds in the trees weresinging,
The garden was wet with dew,
And my river sang as its,dimpled waves
Swept out with the tide from view.
And the sails of the boats on its bosom,
Gleamed white in the rising sun,
As the anchors were raised and ropes untied,
Showed another day’s work begun.
And the fisher-wives on the landing,
Stood waving a fond adieu
To those on the decks of the bounding boats
That may nevur,more come in view!
"And the great sun poured its glory
Abroad o'er the busy scene;
And the hills and fields after yesterday’s
storm, '
Were bonnie and fresh and green.
And the sense of a benediction
Fell over my tired'heart;
And I knelt in the flood of golden light
That streamed thro’ the curtains apart.
“Dear God," I whispered softly,
“Forgive my cold distrust,
For I know, however the world may be,
You are always kind and just.
“And you sent the stormy evening
To refresh the tired land;
And this beautiful wealth of golden light
Came also from your hand!
“And you send us sorrow to teach us
To look to you for light:
For no matter how dark'the clouds may fall,
The dawn comes after the night!
“And the sunshine seems more golden
After the dreary gloom; -
And no matter how full the world may be,
In your mansion there is room 1”
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Maud Muller Melodies.
Towsun’s BACK TEETH.-
Maud Muller sat by the cottage door
On an afternoon in May;
Old Towser dozed on the grassy lawn,
And the kittens were at play.
The sun had given the waving corn
His good-night kiss, but still
He crimsoned the leaves of the tall tree tops
And tinted the distant hill.
The twilight deepened along the road,
The shades of night came down ;
And through the thickening shadows came
The poet of Wooster town.
His hair was long and his legs were short,
His body was fat and round ;
His head was shaped like a peanut shell,
His voice had a wheezy sound.
No razor had ever touched his face,
No water had soiled his hands—-
No style had he—no collar—no tie—
No strings in his old brogans.
With airy grace he approached the maid,
And bent the adoring knee;
And then old Towser “nicked" him sore,
And old Muller danced with glee.
And as the dog got in his work
The old man sang this song:
“No crank in the land shall have my Maud
Till the dog's back teeth are gone."
AFTER THE NDGE.
The old man sat in his easy chair
Smoking his pipe of clay,
But Maud was out in the field alone
In the sunshine making ha".
The winds came.up and the rain came down
As the judge came riding by,
But the graceful ankles bare and brown
Were hung o'er the fence to dry.
The lawyer gazed on the tattered gown
As it clung to her graceful limbs,
And bummed to himself an old love tune;
Then down from the horse he clim’.
He sat on the rail beside the maid,
Whispering in sweetest phrase;
And Maud was charmed by his dulcet tones
And won by his winning ways.
And still the old man sat on the porch
Gazing upon the scene,
Thinking with Wrath of the port old chap
And his daughter, soft and green.
Then he called his faithful Towset'dog
And pointed his knotty stick,
But the dog stood still with a wink and a wag
Till the old man hinted, “Sick I”
Then he raced through the meadow “sweet
with buy,"
With never a growl or bark.
Till his back teeth met in the judge's flesh
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Hark !
“Judge, you are a very smart man. I
would like to ask you a qu stion,” reumrked
Gilhooly to Judge Blackstone, one of the
most prominent lawyers of Austin. “What
is it '2" questioned the judge. “Two twin sis-
ters living in the same house have babies of
the same age, that look precisely alike and are
dressed alike. These two children get mixed
up, and the question is,how will the mothers
go at it to find out which child belongs to
them ?" "If the children were as much alike
as you say. perhaps they Were not mixed up
at all.” “But they were changed.” Are you
sure of it ‘1’" “Certainly.” "Then change
them back, and each mother will have her
own. Give me something harden—Tums
Siflings. .
———O—a¢»¢-———-
Said the father of the bank cashier :—“My
son caught stealing! My boy detected in
dishonesty! He, the light of my life, on
whose education I have spent so muchcare.
He has disgraced his family. ‘We are all
ruined! And that my son should have done
this! Why, old as I am, I'll bet I’d have
worked. it so they’d never have found me
out! Too bad! .Too bad i” And, overcome
by emotion, the aged man wept.
Norwalk Chronicler