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Show I t The Rathnone Bros., who run the Provo jPress,haye moved their material to Eureka where they will publish the Tintic Hincr, the first issue of which is promised next Friday. The boys have a good plant, probably the best south of Salt Lake, outside of The Dispatch establishment, and the Tintic people should be proud of this fact. Our best wishes for success go out to Rathbone Bros. They are gentlemen gen-tlemen in every ense of the word, and they will find some good friends in the honest-hearted horny-handed miners min-ers of Tintic. Provo has her eye on Tintic like an eagle on its quarry, only that the relations rela-tions that are to be established between be-tween the two will be reciprocal and of a nature calculated to benefit both places. Provo wants the trade of Tintic and figures on building smelters for the reduction of her ores, while Tintic wants Provo's supplies, garden truck and a short haul to smelters and reduction works; hence in talking of the proposed road they all join in singing sing-ing the old anthem, "Blest be the tie that binds," in anticipation, of course. Salt Lake Stock Exchange Journal. The man who lives a correct life will make a lasting impression on the community com-munity wlii?re he lives, and when he is gone many will deplore the loss and wish for others like him. Some one has said that it is easier to be bad than good, but we doubt the truth of the statement; because when God created man he made him good, and that being his first estate it would seem that the natural man ought to be good. Bad habits are tne results of association, and if it were possible to raise a child without subjecting it to any bad influences influ-ences whatever, we are sure the child would be all that anyone could desire. The desire to do evil does spring from an inherited nature, but from the baneful influence of acquired habits. Talk about its being better to be meek and humble under insult! The greatest of any life consists in "talking back." I wish it were not considered "bad form" to fight. I know of nothing this side of heaven that would afford the consolation of a hand-to-hand encounter en-counter with certain types of the human brotherhood. Of what avail are soft words? The Lord never intended the best of us to be meek under the onslaught of the latter-day satan and imps. If the righteous would get u, a little steam now and then and flash down upon the ungodly as the north wind goes through the forest of oaks and dead leaves would fly from off the branches a little faster, perhaps, and leave space for the everlasting blue to shine through. All the cooling zephyrs in the universe won't let daylight through; it takes the fury of the tempest tem-pest to clean away for the entrance of heaven's sunshine. |