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GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE. 



Jax. 1. 



saying in iiis life. 'Great am I, and I will pre- 

 vail?" No, no! We have men in our land who 

 imagine themselves to be great— those who 

 think that by their money they can command 

 the respect and the esteem of their fellow-men: 

 but we never build monuments to perpetuate 

 the memory of such. The one whose statue 

 stands so near this church never thought ot self. 

 He was forgetful of self. He did not even try to 

 make money and get rich. He said, 'Great is 

 truth, and it will prevail,' and he magnified the 

 name of Jesus Christ implead of paradiuff hi mself. 

 That is whv he became great, and that is why 

 we feel proud to think that such a man ever 

 lived, and thank God for his memory as we pass 

 by the beautiful piece of work with its sur- 

 roundings dedicated to his memory." 



I am sorry that I have given the above so 

 poorly and imperfectly. The thought was pre- 

 sented by one of our finest scholais and greatest 

 orators. As soon as church was out, we hasten- 

 ed to see whose name was carved on the monu- 

 ment that was chosen to grace the center of the 

 beautiful park. Sure enough, it was the name 

 of Benjamin Franklin. This park, in front of 

 of the church, was clean, refreshing, compared 

 to the locality I traversed in the morning. 



After we got home from church I remembered 

 that I had in my pocket a letter from J. W. 

 Winder, whom I used to be a little acquainted 

 with when he was a bee-keeper in Cincinnati, 

 some twenty years ago. I left Mrs. Root in our 

 room, while I hunted up friend Winder; and, 

 sure enough, he was " friend Winder" that Sun- 

 day afternoon, in every sense of the word. Al- 

 most his first words were, "' Why, brother Root, 

 why did you not come right to me? I had a 

 room engaged for you. I expected that you 

 would, of course, come right there and bring 

 your wife." Then I hurried back as fast as I 

 could to Mrs. Root. We paid a dollar for the 

 use of the room while we were gone to church, 

 and then came the answer to our prayers of the 

 morning. Sue had been raying that she felt as 

 if she must have a little rest where she could 

 look out upon green grass and flowers and trees; 

 and Mr. Winder had chosen a real gem of a 

 place for us. When I looked at it and contrast- 

 ed it with my adventures of the morning, it 

 seemed almost like stepping from earth to 

 heaven. The lady who owned the rooms was a 

 devoted Christian, and we soon became fast 

 friends. She took us to their .services and 

 prayer-meetings, and they wanted me to speak 

 to the Endeavor Society; and then friend Win- 

 der wanted to introduce me to a young man 

 who had given up tobacco because of the talks 

 in Gleanings; and after he had given up to- 

 bacco he felt as if he would like to go still fur- 

 ther and become a Christian; and I heard him 

 give his tes-timony at the Endeavor Society. 

 Then friend Winder took us to hear a Method- 

 ist preacher who is devoting his life to looking 

 up the children who are employed in the facto- 

 ries in New Orleans. But I shall have to tell 

 you about this in my next paper. In this pres- 

 ent one I have given the dark side of New Or- 

 leans. Now just wait a little and I will show 

 you some of the bright side, for there are 

 Christian people and beautiful churches and 

 devoted pastors doing God's service valiantly 

 there as elsewhere ; and there ai'e beautiful 

 clean homes and fine gardens and residences 

 that will compare with any thing we have any- 

 where. Folks who travel on Sunday do not, as 

 a rule, get a glimpse of the best people and the 

 best things in this world, and they need not ex- 

 pect to. 



I afterward discovered that the difficulty! 

 found in getting rooms, especially in that 

 part of the city, and the high prices that were 

 asked for very indififerent ones, was owing to 



the fact that our arrival in the city was just a 

 little before the advent of the Mardi Gras car- 

 nival, and almost every thing in the shape of a 

 lodging-place is usually engaged, oftentimes at 

 enormous prices, weeks beforehand. I make 

 this explanation lest I should leave the impres- 

 sion that our Southern friends are, as a general 

 thing, exorbitant in their prices for accomoda- 

 dations. In my next I will tell you how many 

 of the necessaries of life can be pi'ocured in New 

 Orleans for less money than in almost any 

 other city in our land. 



THE OLD MISSION CHURCHES OF THE PACIFIC 



COAST. 



When I spoke of these, and mentioned going 

 inside of the old church at Paso del Norte, I 

 had never beiMi told that the Old Mission people 

 were Roman Catholics. You may think me 

 stupid, but it is nevertheless true. Somebody 

 told me they were a sort of Jesuits: but that 

 did not convey any particular meaning to me. 

 I certainly had lio intention of hurting the 

 feelings of any one of my readers, and I humbly 

 beg their pardon for my carelessness. Quite a 

 number of long letters have been received, ex- 

 plaining quite fully the faith of the Old Mis- 

 sion people who pushed their churches and 

 their teachings far into the wilderness of the 

 Pacific coast years ago. Now, dear brothers 

 and sisters of that Old Mission church I spoke 

 of, and wherever else you may be found, will 

 you not join with the rest of us in waging war 

 against wickedness and sin wherever found? 

 And may we not hope that the bull-fights, de- 

 scribed below, that are held so near to that very 

 old church, may soon be either stopped alto- 

 gether, or made to go a little further away 

 from its sacred precincts? 



BULL-FIGHTING, AND THE OLD MISSION CHURCH 

 AT PASO DEL NORTE. 



We take the following clipping from the 

 Penny Press, of Cleveland: 



FIVE BULLS TORTURED AND TWO HORSES KILLED. 



El Paso, Tex., Dec. 7.— Bull-flg-hting- was a fea- 

 ture of the annual festa at Juarez, Mexico, just 

 across tlie Rio Grande from this city. 



The ring- jidjoiiis tlie old church, for the Mexicans 

 believe in bull-flg-hting' as firmly as they believe in 

 llieir creed, and make it a leading feature of the 

 church festivals. 



Tlu-ee thousand people saw five bulls tortured, two 

 horses killed, and anotlier wounded. The first bull 

 turned in refused to fight. The second was not as 

 big- as the first, but had plenty of fig-lit. He sent 

 tlie toreadors behind the blinds in a hurr3', and 

 brought first blood by liooking one of the men in 

 the liand. The three other bulls brought in made 

 good fights. 



Tlit're were several narrow escapes, and two fight- 

 ers were caught, but not seriously hurt. These in- 

 cidents set the Mexicans to yelling frantically. 



Two horses were killed under one picador, and a 

 third was severely hooked. The horses were blind- 

 folded, and wliollj' dependent upon the science of 

 their rider for protection from the mad rushes of 

 the bulls. But the fellow liandled the pike clumsi- 

 ly, and utterly failed to keep off the bull, whose 

 sharp horns would penetrate a horse's side, and 

 horse and rider would be tlu'own to the ground. The 

 picador was rescued while the infuriated bull was 

 goring- the horse. 



The'last bull was killed by the picador at the first 

 thrust of his sword, which entered between the 

 shoulder-blades and cut the beast's heart in two. 



And this, dear friends, occurred only a few 

 days ago. If not exactly in the United States, 

 it was just over the line, an easy walk from 

 Uncle Sam's domain. Truly there is a field for 

 missionary work right close to our boundaries. 

 I have thought best to give it. as it corroborates 

 what I said in my description in regard to lo- 

 cating the arena for bull-fights so near the old 

 church. 



