FIRST 1111111 SENATOR. 51:15 IS 'rHe WIFE '01: A MORMON ' AND BELIEVES IN MORMONISM. Mrs. Cannon, as a. Democrat, Ran Against Her Husband and Had 4,000 lilajority Over Him—She is a Doctor at Salt Lake City. Martha Hughes Cannon is the first woman who was ever elected to the State Senate in America. She lives in Salt Lake City, and she is a Mormon and a Democrat. She ran against her husband in the same dis- trict and she beat him for the State Senate of Utah by the no little major- _ ity of 4,000. She believes in woman . suffrage, she believes in polygamy and she most heartily disbelieves in the prohibition of intoxicating liquors. She is called the fourth wife of An- gus M. Cannon. Mr. Cannon is a lead- ing elder inthe Mormon Church, and he stands in the first order of prece- dence for appointment as one of the twelve apostles. He has four wives iiving in neighborly communion. None of the font-,1 however, has the least legal claim on the man whose name she bears. When the United States Government declared against polyg- amy. the law gave every polygamist 1111111 the right to choose one woman for his legal wife. Mr. Gannon is the somewhat well- known‘ gentleman who married two sisters at one fell swoop, and who afterward told the United States an— :horities that he “would be switched” if he would be ungallant enough to de- cide between one of the sisters and _ either of the other wives, so there really is no legal Mrs. Angus Cannon, although there are four very lively and interesting establishments, in each of which a woman presides who lays claim to the right of that title." Martha Hughes Cannon, the new Senator, is a doctor by profession. She lives in a neat little red brick house in a new little tree-set street. She has a little girl, eleven years old, and a little boy. seven years old. She is between thirty and thirty-five years of age. Mrs. Cannon is quoted in an inter- view as follows: ' “Well, this year we got suffrage and the party thought there ought to be a lady in the Senate, and a committee ~ came and asked me if I would run, and I said, ‘Yes.’ I went to the nomi- nating convention as a delegate. My name was odered as a candidate and l was duly nominated. Then I went home and congratulated Mr. Cannon on his nomination. He ran on the Re- publican ticket. I worked pretty hard. I studied 11p on all the questions of the campaign and i made a lot of speeches. I did not do any personal work—talking to people myself about myself, and why they ought to vote for me, I mean. I just stayed right with my party and- spoke for that, and on election day I went to the polls and voted, then I went and tended to my patients. I beat Mr. Cannon by a ma. jority of something like 4,000 “Am I a strong believer in woman suffrage? Of course I am. It will help women, and it will purify politics. \Vomen are better than men. Slaves are always better than masters. A slave learns obedience and self-con- trol and unselfishness. That why woman will do the world of politics good. They have been slaves so long. They will teach some of the slavish virtues. Do I mean polygamy? In- deed I do not mean polygamy, I be- lieve in polygamy. My father and mother were Mormons, and I am a Mormon. Of course, the law of the United States says ‘No,’ and we must obey, but that does not alter one’s be- lief in the right of the thing. “A plural wife is not half as much a slave as a single wife. If her husband has four wives she has three weeks of freedom every single month. But then, of course, that is not the reason I believe in it. I believe in it because I think it’s right. Jealousy? Unhap- piness? Not half as much of it among plural wives as there is among single wives. Plural wives look upon mar- riage as a sacred duty and not as a means of self-seeking vanity. I’ve heard sentimentalists say that polyg- amy destroys poetry and takes all the sentiment out of life. ‘ Nonsense. A man loves all his wives. He is not in love with just one of them.” She Was Too Young. The other day a. couple of little girls came to a physician’s office to be vac- cinated. One of them undertook to speak for the other, and explained: "Doctor, this is my sister. She is too young to know hei left arm from he1 light, so inamma washed both of them.” A DIFFERENCE. He—Have you ever had your ear: pierced? ‘ She—No; but I've often bored.- . V bad t':e:1 WORKING UP FAME’S LADDER. An Incident in the Boyhood of a Leader in Astronomy. _./ One day many years'ago a bright boy found employment in a photo- graphg allery in Nashville, Tenn. His wages were small, but he took goOd caie of them, and in course of time he had saved up a snug little sum of money. 01‘. e day a friend, less thrifty than he came to him with a long face and asked for a loan of money, often ing a book as security. Although the other knew there was little probabil- lty of his ever being 1epaid, he could not refuse the request, says the Chi- cago “Record ” “Here is your money; keep your book, and repay me when you can.” The grateful lad went away in such haste that he left the book behind. The kind youth‘with curiosity exam- ined the volume. It was a work on astronomy, by Dick, and it so fascinat- ed him that he sat up all night study- ing it. He had never seen anything which so filled him with delight. He determined to learn all he could about the wonders of the heavens. He be- gan thenceforth to read everything he could obtain relating to astronomy. The next step was to buy a small spyglass, and night after night he spent most of the hours on the roof of his house studying the stars. He se- cured, second-hand, the tube of a. larger spy glass, into which he fitted an eye‘piece, and sent to Philadelphia for an object glass. By and by he ob- tained a'-five-inch glass, which, as you know is an instrument of consider- able size. Meanwhile he worked faithfully in the shop of the photographei, but his nights brought him rare delight; for he never wearied of tracing out the wonders and marvels of the worlds around 11s. With the aid of his large spyglass he discovered two comets be- fore they were seen by any of the pro- fessional astronomers, whose superior instruments were continually roaming the heavens in search of celestial wan- derers. This exploit, you may well suppose, made the boy famous. He was invited by the professors in Van- derbilt University to go thither and see what he could do with their six- inch telescope. In the course of the following fouryears he discovered six comets. He was next engaged by the Lick Observatory in California. With the aid of that magnificent thirty-six-inch refracting telescope, the largest ever made, he discovered eight comets, and last summer astonished the world by discovering the fifth satellite of Jupi- ter. He invented a new method of photographing the nebulae in the milky way, and has shown an origi- nality approaching genius in his work in star photography. Perhaps you have already guessed the name of this famous astronomer, which is Prof. E. E. Barnard, of the Lick Observatory, and this is the Sim y of how he worked up. Jenny Lind and the Queen. There is a pretty story told of Queen Victoria. and Jenny Lind. It belongs to the year 1848, and shows how the modesty of two women, the Queen of England and the queen of song, made . a momentary awkwardness which the gentle tact of the singer overcame. It was on the night when Jenny Lind was to sing at Her Majesty’s Theatre that the Queen made her first appearance after the memorable Chartist Day. For the great artist, too, this was a. first appearance, for it was the beginning of her season at a place where, the year before, she had won unparalleled ”fame. It happened that the Queen entered the royal box at the same moment that the prima donna stepped upon the stag-2. Instantly a tumult of acclama- tion burst from every corner of the theatre. Jenny’Lind modestly retired to the back of the stage, waiting till the demonstration of loyalty to the sovereign should subside. The Queen, refusing to appropriate to herself that which she imagined to be intended for the artist, made no ac- knowledgement. The cheering con- tinued, increased, grew overwhelming, and still there was no acknowledge- ment, either from the stage or the royal box. At length, when the situation be- came embarrassing, Jenny Lind, with ready tact, ran forward to the foot- lights and sang “God Save the Queen,” which was caught up at the end of the solo by the orchestra, chorus and audience. The (Queen then came to the float of her box and bowed, and the DIN ra was 1esumed. ——Youth’s Compan< ion. An Armless Man’s Predicmuent. By a railroad accident a resident of Council Bluds, 1a., not long ago lost both of his arms near the shoulder. He is poor, and. therefore, great was. his joy the other day when, walking on a by street, he saw a big wad of. bank b'illsrin the gutter. No one was near him, and he kicked the wad to the shadow of a building, where he stood and tried to Solve the problem of getting it into his pocket. Pedestrians , passed occasionally, but he was afraid l . ' to ask anyone to p1ck up the money, lest the stranger should run away with i1. At last a small bootblack saunternd near, and the man conclud-I cd to roughly command the youngster to rescue the money for him. The boy took in the situation at a glance. grabbed the money and ran away, the armless man in bet puisuit. The man never caught the boy, and he returned s01 rowfully home. Pat’s Definition. A Milcsian. having returned to his native land, Was asked to give an ii.- “lustraticn of American enterprise. Pat made answer: “It a Yankee was ship- wrecked on an uninhabited island, the next morning he would be selling newspapers to all the inhabitants.” s ‘ . ., 43 NOW is ”L53.“ 111i.1.amuii To Subscribe 8 TIM“ Both Pacers Sent to one Address ‘ for $|OO “Y9"? for the _ century, 'whose name of Tiburzi had ‘bcrt, and the name of the carabinier indebted to him for their seats, and ‘ ago while driving back f1om Frascati ' to Rome, and it is piobable that had ‘ a prominent sporting man the other .'. . A _FAMQUS BAN uiT. Italy’s Dick Turpin and His Astonlshlng Career for. Forty Y: are. Italy has lost by death the most cele- brated bligand chief of the present become surrounded by such a halo of romance that he was actually regard- ed as one of the glories of the king dom. Although f01 forty- yea1s he had lived by 11 cans of crime, through which he mauaged to amass an immense for- tune, amounting to over $1,000, 000, yet he was one of the most popular per- sonages in the dominion of King Hum- who laid him low with a rifle bullet is doomed to public execration. Nor is it. likely that the man will live long to enjoy the $10,000 price that was set on Tiburzi’s head. For there are hun- dreds, who, deep 'in debts of gratitude towa1d the famous brigand, have swom to avenge his death. ' The poor—and nine-tenths of the peo- ple a1e poveity- stricken in Italy—we1e blindly devoted to him, knowing that he was always ready to relieve their misery with a gold coin, which did not come the less amiss to them for hav- ing been wrested by force from some rich traveller. an honored guest in many a country house and even castle, the noble own- ers of which werebglad to pay him tribute, extending in some cases to as much as $1,000 per annum, in'return for which he guaranteed them in the most absolute manner from any theft, robbery or arson. He was an important factor in all the parliamentary, provincial and mu- nicipal elections of Central Italy, and, as far as the rural districts were con- cerned; invariably secured the election of his own candidates by an over- whelming majority, no one liking to run the risk of casting their ballots in favor of any other nominee than one whom he put forward. There was scarcely a village or- a' small town in the central portion of the kingdom the Mayors and Justices of the Peace of which were not men who owed their election entirely to him. This goes far to explain the astounding immunity which he enjoyed for so many years and for the fact that under his favorite disguise of a priest he was constantly able to visit Rome, sometimes for the purpose of conferr- ing with the score or so of members of the National Legislaturc,'who were sometimes for the purpose of inspect- ing his real estate—all of it registered 111. Among those whom he favored with his attention have been the reigning Grand Duke of Saxe Meiningen, who was forced to surrender all the valu- ables that he carried about him, as well as his wife’s jewehy, two years Tiburzi known of the rank of his vic- tim he would have held him for a large ransom.—l\‘ew York Journal. ,— The Settler Hunts Frogs. “Talk about your dog stories,” said day. “I saw something out in Cutoff 'Lake which beat anything I ever heard of.. I was out there hunting snipe, and saw a man riding around on' horse- back, and in front of him was circling an Irish setter. As the fellow did not have any gun, my curiosity Was aroused to-know what he was doing, but I supposed he was simply break- ing his dog. In a few minutes I saw ”him ride up to where the dog was on a dead stand, ‘and the horseman pro- ceeded to jab a pole heqwas carrying down into the ground, and bringing it ‘up, took something off the end of it. My curiosity was greater than ever, and circling around I came up with the horseman, and asked him what he was doing. “ ‘Hunting fzogs,’ was the reply. “ ‘W’hat is the dog doing?’ said I. “ ‘Hunting frogs,’ was the laconic an- swer. “ ‘You don’t mean to tell me that the .dog will set the frogs, do you?’ “ ‘I don’t mean anything else.’ “A few more questions and answers brought out the fact that the dog had seen his master hunting around in the grass for frogs and spearing them, and had of his own accord taken up the task of locating the green beauties. He was a thoroughly trained hunter on birds, and he soon became very expert in locating frogs, so his owner in‘ formed me, and my observations of his movements confirmed the statements.” —-Omaha Bee. Cabby’s Lack of Reverence. “The Argonaut” tells of an incident that happened to a noted American singer in Boston. She ‘was to sing at an evening concert, and a carriage if! was. to he sent for her. She was stay- ing at the time with a friend who had a suite of rooms in a large apartment- ‘WESTHOlf'F'S And he was likewise . them.” house, in which the- tube system of cemmunication with the outer world prevailed. It was past the time when the carriage should have appeared, and the lady was growing a little nervous. She was sitting with her wraps on. when the bellarang furiously. Hurry‘ ing to the tube herself, the prima don- na said, “Well?” The reply came in a voice heavily charged with irritation. “I’m a hackman,” said the voice, “an’ I was sent here to get some cussed lady, and’ I don’t know what in timt1 her last name is! I’ve "rung cw ry. bell in the house! Are you 1101' '?"' When infmmed that the “cussed lady” he1 self was speaking to him, he coolly re- plied. “Well, come on; well have tc 10pe it all the way to the hall to get there on time'” A_man described one friend as being so modest that he smelled of violets An'otherx as such 8 ch .11111 that h: chewed :g sown: —I\7Q‘,V 1'01": --, .JOL: ll 1: aDEBTORS’ LUNCHEON. The Novel Scheme of a Kansas Blacksmith for Collecting 01d Debts. It has been left: to a Kansas black- smith to make debt paying a pleasure. Under the system adopted by Fred Westhoh‘; of Wathena, Kan, his cus- tomers look. forward to settling their accounts With him] much as the su- Durban youngster longs for the com- ing of the greatest show on earth. The beauty of Mr. Westhoff’s idea is its absolute originality. It is the mis— fortune of the country blacksmith that almost all his work is done on credit, the farmer, as a rule, finding it in--' convenient and often impossible to pay spot cash. So Mr. Westhoff studied his books and racked his ‘bra‘ins until he formed this plan. 'As a first step to carrying it out, he issued an invi- tation to every debtor, in which he,” said. 1 “As I have to meet payment of a ' note, I find it necessary to call upon all those who are indebted to me to help me out as much as they can. There- fore I have decided to select onepday and’kindly request your presence at my shop at Wathena,‘ and pay the amount herein stated, afid all those complying with this request will receive a special treat. Lunch and refreshments will be served from 1 p. m., to 6 p. m. in my basement that day and a very good time assured to all present. Please present this card when you- call, and show the amount of your account, which is — dollars and ————- cents. Hoping all will respond and you will have a‘g‘ood social afternoon.” The day come when it was decided" that the debtors should gather, and what a gathering it was! If there was one farmer present there were thirty. Not theleast expected feature of the occasion was that, Without exception, every debtor who attended the feast squared accounts—Philadelphia Times. .— True to the’Letter. When, after the second battle of Bull Run, General" Sickles assumed com- mand of a division of the Army of the Potomac, he gave an elaborate fare well dinner to the officers of his old Excelsior Brigade. “Now, boys, we will have a family gathering," he said to them as they assembled in his quar- ters. Pointing to the table, he contin- ued, “Treat it as you would the enc- my.” As the feast ended, an Irish of- ficer, Captain Byrnes, was discovered by Sickles in the act of stowing away three bottles of champagne in his sad- dle bags. “What are you doing, sir?" gasped the astonished general. “Obey— ing orders, sir,” replied the captain, in a firm voice. “You told us to .treat that dinner as we would the enemy, and you know, general, what We can’t kill we capture!” __ , . Not Conversant “1111 the Language. A theatrical manager had printed a. number of costly lithographs of the. leading members of his company. Be‘ ing busy behind the scenes when they were brought to him, he called a. stage attendant, and ordered him to place them in the foyer. On entering 'the theatre in the evening he noticed that the lithographs were not visible. He immediately hunted up the attendant , and asked him where they were. “Shure I, burnt thim, sorr,” said the attendant. “Burnt them,.you idiot? What did you do that for?” “Bekase ye tould me to.” was the reply, in an injured tone. “I. didn’t tell you to burn them!” the manager said impatiently. “Faith, sorr. put them in the foire, an’ I wint roight al‘f an’ put them in the stove be- _ yant. ” A Valuable Knocker. Mr. James Payn says that at Oxford, in Kent, there was formerly a palace of the Archbishops of Canterbury, in which Wolsey is said to have held his court. “It was but a small place, and is now» a farmhouse, picturesque enough, but exhibiting no special signs of prosperity. The other day, however, this little incident happened. The farmer sent for a carpenter to do some odd jobs about the house, and, among other things, to mend the knocker. The man took’ it off, and said, after a close examination of it, ‘Do you know what this knocker is made of?’ ‘Why, brass, I suppose.’ ‘No; it is pure gold.’ And it was. Think of the years that that rich prize has hung at the mercy of every tramp!” Daughters “7110 Are in Revolt. A11 odd story is told of Mme. Sara Bernhardt and the late Alexandre Du- mas. When she had an opportunity of becoming a societaire of the Comedic Francaise, she consulted him. “Don’t sign, my dear child,” said Dumas; “your hair is frizzy, and therefore you are a revolting daughter. People with hair like yours and mine ought never to sign life contracts. They can’t keep However, she did sign; and, when he heard the news, Dumas sent her a smooth wig, with instructions to wear it, and subdue he1 hirsute ten- ' dency to rebellion as much as possible. A Story of Longfellow. During Longfe llow’s last visit to Eng— ' land, the Queen sent a giaceful mes— sage, ’and invited him to Windsor Cas- ; - tle, where. she received him with all the honors; but he afterward re- marked no foreign tribute tOuched him déeper than the words of an Eng- lish hod-ca‘rrier, Who came up to the carriage door at Harrow, and asked permission to take the'hand of the man who had written‘ the ‘Voices of the Night.’ ” _ A “reading Present. Among the gifts t01a newly-married pair the other day was a broom, sent. to the lady accompanied with the fol- lowing sentiment: “This trifling gift accept from me; its use I would com- mend—in sunshine iise the brushy part 111‘storms the ether end.” ye did. Ye told me to’
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