A Beautiful Chromo

From the El Paso Journal. If the religious press gets ahead of the El Paso Journal we give it fair warning that it must get up on its spiné. We have stood the " Sleeping Cherubs," by the Chrütian Union ; we have gazed on the picture of wall-eyed virtue with which Brother Talmage ropes in subscribers from the rural distriots, unmoved, but when the Ohristian at Work sends us a picture of two sore-eyed dogs watching three merino lambs, and wants us to pay them $20 for it, then, indeed, the free spirit of an American citizen is aroused. We want it distinctly understood that we are in the chromo business ourselves. Hereafter, every subscriber that takes the El Paso Journal will recuive a beautiful chromo, entitled "Mrs. Snooks Washing the Chiidren." It is one of those beautiful home pictures that at once appeal to the fondest and holiest affections of the heart. Every man who sees it will at unce, " Would he were a boy again," when being washed and getting soap in his eyes was one of the regular Sunday afüictions next to the catechism. In the foreground is Mrs. Snooks. Before her is a tub, and one of the orphans is struggling in the water. The artist has seized upon the moment for a prolonged solo, but is dexterously checked by his mother's swabbing his voice with a sponge. ïhe manner in which a stream of soapy water is represented running down into the urchin's right eye is very fiuely dono. In the other eye is thrown all the added emotion of pent up grief and " sorrow that knows no tongue." We defy any man to see this picture without being stirred to his inmost depths. Mrs. Snooks' face is a study. Itis such an expression of niotherly love, housewifely zeal and beautiful devotion to duty that can be likened to nothing except that seen upon the faces of our niothers on wash-days and at house cleaning limes. Three of the children have already been washed. Their rosy countenances, bright with exuberant health, have been further heightened by the art of the limner, who has depicted them suffering with colds as one result of their baths. At the same time their complexion forins an agreeable contrast to the three behind the tub who have not yet bathed. This is flnely done, and cost a world of labor. The whole forms an agreeable contrast 1o the naked cherubs sent out by the religious press. It is a domestic scène, full of holy joy and tranquilized by a sweet and dream-like peace. lu order to couvey the idea that even in so perfect a home as this sorrow must enter, the artist has depicted one of the children suffering with the measles. The way in which the measles blotches are struggling with the dirt on his nose, having oaptured the last named orgau, is one of the sweetest things in the chrouio line that has ever been presented. We are now jjrepared to furnish these chromos to every subscriber of the El Paso Journal. We append a few certificates trom prominent individuals: " True to lite. The very atmosphere smells of soap.- Ilenry Ward Beecher. " I assure you, on my honor, that the chromo is so natural that one of my children actually caught the measles from looking at it." - Ben Butler. " Reminds me of the time when they used to wash me, now inany, many years ago." - Susan B. Antlwny. " Send me 15,000 dozen of your chromos, ' Washing the Childreu.' We want to offer them as premiums." - Chrixtian at Work. " It shows domestic misery in the highest degree. No woman ought to be allowed to have seven children." - Victoria Woodhull We trust these testimoniáis are sufficient. We could append many thousands ; but we forbear. Kow let the honest masses show their nppreciatiou of art by coming up and taking the Journal.