PARKHURST
PREACHES POLITICS.
Promises to Speak Soon of Capital's Treatment
of Labor.
NEW YORK,
Sept. 28.—Rev. Dr. Parkhurst signalized his return from Europe to the pulpit of
Madison Square church by preaching a sermon on the political situation. The
church was well filled.
When the
doctor was told of adverse comments by believers in free silver, he remarked:
"There is more in this thing than the silver question and some
Sunday in the near future I am going to speak my mind about the treatment of
labor by capital. I will not mince words either, but speak my mind as freely as
I did today. The worst thing about Bryan is that he tried to stir up one class against
another and makes it a cry of the classes against the masses. We have too much
of that, and the fanning of such a spirit may lead to serious
consequences."
One of
the visitors to the church during the service was Treasurer William P. St. John
of the Democratic national committee. He did not wait to hear all the doctor had
to say.
"Mr.
St. John is one of our deacons," said Dr. Parkhurst after service.
The
preacher led up to what he had to say about the campaign by an argument in
which he tried to show that it was impossible to make anything without material
and impossible to build a structure without a good foundation. Among other
things he said: "We are building forward into the future without knowing
what we are building upon or whether we are building upon anything in
particular that contains in itself the indispensible elements of permanence.
Material commodities in the shape of stocks and bonds, products of the soil and
manufactures have the same intrinsic value in the United States as they had six
months ago.
"But
the idea is in the air that all this is to be presently dumped upon foundations
too fictitious to sustain themselves, and still less to sustain the enormous weight
of our national economics that it is proposed to place upon them.
"I
am not here to argue financial questions, but the present situation in our country
is an illustration on a portentous scale of the truth I am trying to drive home—that
you cannot move with vigor nor strike with effect except as you feel on the instant
the everlasting fixity of the rock your foot is planted upon."
PAGE TWO—EDITORIALS.
A Real Society.
It was the dream of at least some of the
founders of this republic that the civilization here begun should stand as the
flowering of the ages gone before.
There
should be no military despotism, no hereditary nobility, no tyranny of
priesthood or church. All men should have equality of opportunity, and then, as
water finds its level, society would arrange itself.
Instead of this we seem thus far merely to
have repeated the social distinctions of the old world. A more odious caste
system than even that of a titled and hereditary nobility is upon our necks. It
is the vulgar and preposterous aristocracy of wealth. An infinitesimal fraction
of the inhabitants of one city, New York, calls itself the "society"
of this country. There are a million people in the country more refined, more
intellectual, more brilliant in all social gifts than any of the men and women
who pose before the public at Newport as the "society" of the United
States. These persons with real social gifts may or may not be rich. That is
just as it happens. But it is time for us to begin to know that a real society
has nothing at all to do with wealth beyond a certain amount necessary to
provide the comforts and refinements of life. When we all understand that,
then, and not till then, shall we begin to have something worthy the name of
society in this country.
In the real sense the little gilded clique
which poses at Newport in the summer is not society at all. It has no right to
the title, because its title is founded upon mere dollars. Every intelligent neighborhood
in America has the makings of a real society surpassing in brilliancy the
present Newport aggregation.
To consider the requisites of a genuine society:
First, there is the social instinct, which man shares in common with brutes.
Then there is the instinct of kindliness and courtesy, which distinguishes the
gentleman from the boor. Next there must be moral and social purity. A society
without these would be like the region of lost souls. It would contain the
elements of its own destruction. In ancient Rome, in France, in England before
Cromwell's revolution, this was the case.
Next? Well, we should need that aesthetic
instinct which leads mankind to refine itself and its language and manners, to
cultivate grace and beauty of person, which begin with perfect personal cleanliness.
The aesthetic instinct will further lead us to surround ourselves with what is
dainty and pleasing to the eye, inside our homes and outside. This does not
mean necessarily costliness. A house of four rooms may be as pleasing to the
aesthetic sense as one of
twenty.
Finally, to the building of the perfect society
there must be added all the intellectual gifts and semi-intellectual gifts
mankind possesses. The cultivation of music, of artistic, dramatic and conversational
talent, of social games and amusements indoors and out, all these go to the
making of best society. Why do we not begin to build it in every town in this
republic?
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American people will not be
proud of the fact that the owner of Sunnyside, Washington
Irving's home on the Hudson at Tarrytown, has at last felt obliged to close its
gates against the public. For many a year the hospitable proprietor has let
them stand wide open that every tourist and stranger, in affectionate
remembrance of the great American author, might walk or drive in and see the
home which he loved so well. But bicyclists turned the beautiful walks and lawn
into a rendezvous for a mob. They lunched under the trees; they trampled on the
grass; they threw bones, papers, boxes, grease and scraps of food about the
beautiful lawn. And now the owner, a grandnephew of Irving, regretfully announces
that the bums have fairly driven him out of house and home and he can endure it
no longer. The gates of Sunnyside are closed henceforth. How proud the
bicycling bums must feel of themselves!
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In another century the crude
devices at present made by experimenters in air travel will appear as
antiquated as the original piano or the original bicycle does now. Inventions
for air travel are crowding one another thick and fast, and it is only a
question of a little more time when one or more of them will be successful. If
a machine can be made to rise of itself and then propel itself 300 feet through
the air, it is only a matter of mechanical perfection of arrangement to make it
fly 5 miles or 500. The possibility has been demonstrated. A flying ship lately
undoubtedly rose in the air and moved forward 383 feet against the wind. This
is enough to know. The rest will come.
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The idea of Captain Anderson,
superintendent of Yellowstone park, is to provide this beautiful national
pleasure ground with a perfect system of roads throughout its whole extent. It
will then become the camping ground and pleasure resort of wheelmen and
tourists and will attract visitors from all parts of the world. An
appropriation of $100,000 by congress will construct these roads, in the
judgment of Captain Anderson. Congress ought to vote the money without
hesitation or delay.
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Mrs. Hannah Chard of Glassboro,
N. J., has resolved to quit smoking. She thinks the habit may shorten her life.
Mrs. Chard is 107 years old.
BURIALS IN GOTHAM.
Interments Rarely
Made In Trinity and St. Paul's Churchyards.
Rare is the spectacle of an interment in Trinity
churchyard and in St. Paul's churchyard it is still rarer. Yet the soil of
these ancient burial grounds is parted once or twice a year to receive the body
of a descendant of one of the old Knickerbocker families. The board of health
does not permit burials on Manhattan Island south of One Hundred and
Thirty-fifth street, as a rule, and the only exception ever made is when a
person dies the members of whose family have all been interred in an old family
vault and whose relatives wish the newly departed to rest in the same tomb with
his ancestors. Even these interments must always be in vaults and in metal coffins,
hermetically sealed, and as the coffin and its contents cannot possibly come in
contact with the soil there is no danger of the air being contaminated. These
entombments can only be in vaults already existing, and if any person should
desire to build a new vault in Trinity churchyard he would be denied the
privilege. When the vaults now existing are full, the old churchyards will have
received their last occupant.—New York Times.
REGISTRATION.
For voters In Cortland village there are four
registration days, Friday and Saturday, Oct. 9 and 10, and Friday and Saturday,
Oct. 16 and 17, from 8 A. M. to 9 P. M. Every voter living in this village must
appear in person to register on one of these four days, or he will not be
permitted to vote on Election day. The names of all voters residing outside of
the village who voted at the last general election are to be placed on the
registry lists by the inspectors of election upon the first registration day.
If these voters did not vote at the last general election they must appear in
person and register or they cannot vote.
For voters of Cortland county outside of
Cortland village there are two registration days, Saturday, Oct. 10, and
Saturday, Oct. 17, from 9 A. M. to 9 P. M. Personal
registration is not required of these voters, but no one will be permitted to vote
who is not registered.
Every one, both in Cortland and outside of
it, should however, either personally or otherwise make sure beyond any
question that he is registered.
—The celebrated Seidl orchestra will be at
the Bastable in Syracuse on the evening of Oct. 16.
—The Free Methodists held an open-air meeting
near Kingman's bathing house yesterday afternoon at 3:30 o'clock.
—The St. Vitus Dancing club will have a
dance at the park this evening. Valentine's
orchestra of Syracuse will furnish the music.
—Mr. J. H. Ryan received first premium on cut
roses at the Dryden fair. Mr. Ryan was a judge of potted plants on exhibition
at the fair.
—About forty friends of Mr. and Mrs. N. H.
Waters made them a very pleasant surprise visit at their home on West Court-st.
Friday evening.
—New advertisements to-day are—Glann &
Clark, here they come, page 4; C. F. Brown, let drugs alone, page 4; Case,
Ruggles & Bristol, lace curtain sale, page 7.
—Mr. P. Dempsey, proprietor of Tioughnioga
poultry farm, this morning shipped forty birds to Canandaigua for exhibition at
the Ontario county fair.
—The fiftieth anniversary of the marriage of
Mr. and Mrs. Nathaniel Meager will be celebrated at their home, 10
Woodruff-st., Oct. 6. The children and a few other friends only will be
present.
—Mrs. Submitt E. Kenney died Sunday at her
home in Truxton of cancer of the stomach. The funeral will be held Wednesday at
10:30 A. M. from the residence of her daughter, Mrs. Otis D. Patrick in Truxton.
—Judge Thomas Barlow died at his home in
Canastota Sept. 18 at the age of 91 years. He was the father of two members of
the One Hundred Fifty-seventh regiment, and was himself an honorary member of
the regimental association.
—An experimental postoffice on wheels has
been started in New York City. It goes over a certain route, collects mail from
the boxes, stamps, distributes and sacks it, ready for delivery at the cars or steamships.
It is one of the indications that we are rapidly becoming a nation on the
gallop.
McGRAWVILLE.
Crisp local
Happenings at the Corset City.
Annual inspection of the McGrawville fire
department next Saturday.
The Christian Crusaders expect to finish their
meetings here Thursday evening.
The reorganized McGrawville band gave their
first public concert Saturday evening to an appreciative audience. Several fine
pieces were played and Bertie Palmer captured
everyone with his baritone solo. The band now consists of C. T. Phillips, G. H.
Maricle, Fred Maricle, Lee Wellman, Bertie Palmer, Arlie Ensign, Eugene Tucker,
Clinton Dye, Charlie Sweet, Floyd Grant, E. Fancher Kinney and Martin Maricle.
Mr. Orrie Randall of Marathon visited relatives
here Saturday.
Mr. Charles D. Wavle is riding a bicycle.
Mr. Chauncey Pudney of Cortland was in town
Sunday.
Dr. J. Horton Cowan of Cortland was a guest
at F. D. Graves' Sunday.
Mr. Robert Clegg has been spending a few
days at John Hinds' in DeRuyter. The house stands at the foot of hill upon which
a field of pumpkins was planted. It is Mr. Hinds' practice to roll those
pumpkins down the hill for his cows to eat. Mr. Clegg tried it, but one mammoth
pumpkin went on a journey of its own and as a window happened to be in the way
it went through and landed on the dining table, smashing the crockery, but
doing no great injury to the pumpkin. Mr. Clegg did not tell us of this, but
will probably be pleased to answer any inquiries regarding it.
The person who found the purse on Main-st.,
between South and Washington-sts., will please call on Mrs. A. H. Atkins.
Mrs. Hannah Sly is sick with a threatened attack
of pneumonia.
Mr. Ernest Webster of New York spent Sunday
with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. F. E. Webster.
Among those who were in Willet to see the ball
game were Messrs. P. W. Chaffee, F. D. Graves, Floyd Beers, B.T. Burleigh, Will
Pritchard, C. McGuire, Floyd Chapin, Lester Fish, George Gage, Myron Kibbie,
Frank Smith and Floyd Pudney, Mr. and Mrs. H. C. Chaffee, Mrs. Samuel Doud and
Miss Cora Haughton.
A game of ball was played here Saturday between
a seven from Blodgett Mills and a seven from the third nine. But five innings
were played resulting in a score of 27 to 11 in favor of McGrawville. The
visitors were Burt, Lumeree, Wooden, Freeman, Shepard, Palmer and Spencer,
while the home boys were George Hoag, Pearl Euson, Arby Pudney, Roger Kelley,
Earl Dunbar, Leon Wright and Ray Dunbar.
A large number from this place went to Willet
Saturday to see a great ball game. They saw instead a circus. The nine from
here was the "great combination'' or the Ponies and second nine, about
equally divided and consisting of George Pudney, Howard Masten, A. Wayland
Chapin, Elmer Chapin, Arlie Ensign, E. Fancher Kinney, Steve Waters, Albrose Bingham,
Floyd Randall and Arthur Ayres. The Willet boys were in battle array with a
picked army prepared to vanquish the famous Ponies and their cyclone. They
found that the former were famous for their absence and the latter was a
tornado with several twists on that occasion. The Willet club consisted of
Crandall, Eaton, Ingersoll, Harris, Holden, Forshee, Coe, Jones and Hakes and
they in their usual gentlemanly manner helped the corset city boys to give them
the game. The score by innings was:
Willet……….6 7 0 1 0 1
10 3—28
McGrawville 0 0 6 3
0 2 2 1 5—19
The visitors were entertained by the Willet
club at Hotel Ingalls and that means that they were given a banquet, although
some of the boys blamed the chickens they devoured for the large number of
"fouls." While the "white wings" won the victory they were
too courteous to celebrate until the visitors started the Hi! yi! ki! sis! boom!
bah! Willet! Willet! Rah! Rah! Rah! when they did help, and amid cheers for
Willet and sneers for McGrawville the defeated team started for home. They have already
challenged the Willet boys to play here next Saturday on the occasion of the
inspection of the fire department and if they come an interesting game will be
played.
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