WHAT THE CAR WHEELS SANG. With a scream of the whistle our farewell There are hearts that listen with hope and said, fear And into tho blackness of night we sped For the signal shrill of the engineer: On and 6a, That throb and thrill To meet ifie dawn ; At that signal shrill, l T nder the sky where the stars burned red : Does it bring them the rose or the rue to l'ast hills that stood where the snows were wenr'! shed, The song, the sigh, or the burning tear? Ghostly white as the shrouded dead ; On and ou On and ou To meet the dawn — To meet tho dawn ; The black night dies, and the hills stand True hand at the throttle and hope ahead ! clear ! The steel rails ringing— "What are you bringing, The swift wheels singing : O swift wheels singing— 'To kith aud kin, O hearts that roam— O daisied meadow and dew-sweet loam ?" In vine-wreathed cot, and marble dome, "The hearts that hunger—the hearts that Uver the world we bear you home!" roam- Over the world we bear them home Whirled through the dark whore the black steed drives Old friends, old lovers, in a rapture wild — Are joys and sorrows of human lives; Kiss of the mother and clasp of the Laughter and weeping, child ; And children sleeping The night is gone— On the breasts of glad mothers ; and wistful We have met the dawn ; wives ; Never so gladly the sweet sun smiled t The clank of chains and the grip of gyves! Never the spirit of Night beguiled On and on The hand so true, To meet the dawn That the throttle knew — Where Light the soul of the Darkness Bearing the burden of mother and child shrives ! On and on The steel mils ringing— • To the joy o' the dawn ! The mad wheels singing : With ever that song to the hearts that 'To gloatn or gladness,O hearts that roam— roam- To darkened dwelling or marble dome "To vine-wreathed cot and marble dome Over the world we bear you home !" Over the world we bear you home 1" —Frank L. Stanton, in Atlanta Constitution. j BY A HAIR'S BREADTH. j | An Old Maid's Romance. J Miss Selina sat knitting aud hum ming softly to herself iu the tiny porch in front of the house where she dwelt supreme mistress. The golden sunshine darted through the rustling vines and flashed upon the swiftly moving needles,sending dazzling rays in every direction. 'Oh, Miss Selina," cried a high, clear voice, "do stop knitting for a minute. I am nearly blinded." Down dropped the work,as Miss Seliua hast ily sprang forward to meet this most welcome visitor. "Como in,dear; come iu," she cried. "It's nice aud cool here on the porch, and I have been baking those nice s»eed cakes you like so much." "You're au an?el," responded the girl, as slits kissed the cheek where time ha 1 furrowed a few wrinkles as year posts for nearly half a century. "But even seed cakes won't console me,for we are going home tomorrow." "For the laud's sake, child," ex rlaimed her hostess,genuinely g ieved; "you don't say so. I thought that you would be here another month, at least. Is anything the matter?" "Oh, nothing in particular; ouly mamma has a touch of rheumatism and is afraid to hive auy more east winds. Oh, de r, how can I go aud leave all this buuind?" aud as she spoke the girl ga/.ed over the cliff where the little house stood like a sig- I nal tower, n-ross the smiling ocean, where the a cing waves were crested with foam u-> they frolicked with the refreshing wind. "Such a perfect blue aud gold day as it is. It seems to me it grows hard er each year togo back to the prim, , sedate, old city. What shall Ido ' wheu there is no more fishing or row ing or bathing or anything?" and the , girl leaned back, with a slight cloud on the usually sunshiny face. "Where are you goiug, Miss SeV" "After the cakes, dear," and Misa Selina vanished, with a step as light as a girl's. But even the cakes failel to banish ths girl's unwonted mood, aud Miss Selina felt at her wit's end. "See here, dearie," she said at last, "I know it is hard to leave now, wheu it is all so lovely, but you wouldn't like to stay here all winter." "Wouldn't I, though," putin the j gill. "That is easy to say, but sometimes wheu I look out of the windows I really wish I lived somewhere else. It is gray and white and angry, and the clouds hang so heavy over it Then the surf comes to the shore,as though it wanted to tear it away and drown everybody it hadn't got already." Miss Seliua shivered,and the girl impulsive ly turned toward her frieud. "Don't, Miss Se, please. It is aw fully mean of me to make yon thiuk of these things. I wonder that you don't hate the sea, after all the harm it has doue you." "Hate it? No, child; eveu though it has my father and brothers in its keeping, and somehow it makes me feel as though I were doing something for the daughters aud sisters who are watching and waitiug everywhere, by putting my lamp where it will show all night. They call it the Selina light, you know. But come, we won't be solemn any longer. Tell me what you are going to do this winter, now that you are a young lady." "I don't know, I am sure. I wanted togo to college, but mamma says she cannot spare her only girl, so I will have to content myself at home. How, I am not sure, unless I become a pro fessional hairdresser, which is really the only thing for which I seem to have any talent. Oh, Miss Se, won't you please let me do your hair up for you. You have such pretty pink cheeks and nice hair that you will be a beauty when I have finished it." "For laud's sake, child, what put that ridiculous idea into your head? Why, I have done my hair this way for years, and it wouldn't seem natu ral in auy other fashion." "Then it is high time you changed, Miss Se. You want a pompadour in stead of drawing it straight back. Couie and let tne try. I won't touch the scissors or curling tongs." Miss Seliua never could refuse the girl anything,and obediently went in, with mauy inward misgivings as to the result. "Sit down here, mum," cried the girl, dragging a low seat before the old-fasbioued mirror and seating her victim thereon. In a minute Miss Seliua's severely smooth plaits were down and the girl brushing the satiny locks with mau.y au exclamation at their length and beauty. In a quaiter of au hour Miss Selina was transformed. "Why, you naughty woman," ex claimed the girl, as she stepped for ward for a final inspection. "No one would take you for a day over 30. Now that yon know how to do it prop erly, don't let me nee you with it auy other way. It's like the poem that remarked, 'They made believe to fancy dress by the way they did their hair.' Now I have got togo and help pack, but, dear Miss Seliua, please leave your hair that way, and if you can't get it straight in the morning 1 will hx it when I come to say good-by." When the lively girl had vanished, the little house grew doubly quiet by contrast, and Miss Selina felt herself strangely lonely. It was due to the impending parting with her favorite, she concluded, aud strove to console herself by dusting her already immac ulate house and eating her solitary tea. But all through the evening the strange feeling lingered; lingered until the stillness of the night, broken only by the monotone of the waves upon the sand, grew almost unbearable. It was a great relief when about 8 o'clock Miss Seliua heard a heavy foot fall upon her neatly swept walk, and knew that the captaiu had come to call, BB was his custom twice a week. The captain was like Miss Seliua—one of the aristocracy of the little seaport, auci boarded since bis retirement from active life with a widow not far from the little cottage on the cliff. He had sailed with Miss Seliua's father on his last ill-l'ated voyage, and this made a keen bond of sympathy between the lonely man aud woman. But this evening some intuition made the captain pause and glance in at the open window before entering. The little room with its collection of quaint and curious objects, flotsam from a score of foreign trips, was the same, but his eyes were riveted upon Miss_ Selina, as she leaned expectantly forward waiting for his knock. Some indefinable cbauge had passed o\er her, but without pausing to analyze the change, the captaiu shook off his bewilderment and entered the parlor, which was well nigh tilled with his tall, portly form. "Good evening, Miss Selina," he remarked, seating himself in a big rocker, which had by mutual consent been ceded to him. "I was feeling lonesome and came here to find some pleasant company. How very well you look tonight," he finished gallantly. Miss Seliua started,then thought 'of her hair aud flushed a most becoming pink. The captain always said that the blush finally settled the question that for some months had lurked in his mind. For some occult reason he could not forget how charming she had looked, and thoughts of Miss Se liua intruded into every turn the con versation took. When he spoke of the sea it sudden ly made him recall how much sorrow it had brought upon her life, aud was the direct cause of her loveliness. In discussing the shingliug of the minister's roof he remembered that Miss Selina had said that her roof leaked in the last storm, aud that she must hire some ono to repair it, as she could hardly do it alone. Wheu the famous seed cakes were brought out the captain thought of the soggy gingerbread at his own table and mentally drew invidious compar isons. The very neatness of the room made him recall how very careless his landlady was growing, and above all he could not help contrasting the frowsy widow with the trim figure and pink tinged face before him, which time and misfortune had failed to change for the worse, aud which had suddenly become doubly attractive. As the captain meditated upon these matters a tiny caraway seed started the poor man choking in a startling manner. Miss Selina, who had the tenderest heart alive, sprang up and hastened to the closet,where she kept her rare ly used restoratives. Unfortunately, huwever, the little lady in her excitement entirely forgot that her hair was a trifle higher than she had ever worn it before, and as she stood on tip-toe and reached for ward to lift a bottle from a shelf, au unwary movement brought her against a projecting nail, and in an lusta&t she was firmly caught. Poor Miss Seliua was indeed in e predicament. One hand grasped the big boctle, the other the edge of the shelf, and she could not touch hei heels to the floor without fairly tear ing her hair out by the roots. "Steady,steady," cried the captain, as he recovered from his little misad venture with the seed and realized hie hostess' pi ght„ "Just hold ou a min ute till I get there," and he sprung toward the closet with a celerity which surprised himself. "Can't you unloosen my hair?" fal tered Miss Seliua, thankful that the closet was dark enough to hide het burning face. "I think you can gel it away from the nail without mucl trouble." But the captain's clumsy fingert made sad work with the tangled tresses, until, fiually, losing patience, he boldly lifted Miss fcelina in hit arms und slipped her away from the dangerous projection. It was no fain 1 rose flush which swept over Misf Seliua at that master stroke of policy, but the captain failed to see any neec for an apology. Iu his owu heart- he thought he should apologize to himsel 1 for putting her down so soou. Wlieu Miss Seliua felt herself once more upon her feet i he started for th« door with a hasty word that she woulc be back in a minute, but, to hei amazement, the captain stepped in front of her with a masterful air.whict somehow had a soothing effect upon the little lady who lor many long yeare had had no taste of masculine proteo tion. "Don't go yet, Selina," be said.ano Miss t-eliua's heart fairly stood still a* his words. It was a long time since anyone had called ber by her name without the prefix, sj strong was the custom. "i want to say something that ] have been thinking of a long time, and never seemed lo have a gooi' chance to say it. It isn't right for you to be all alone here. Suppose you had been caught when nobody was around, you'd have likely been hanging in the morning. I know I'm growing old," tbe captain sighed, nnd Miss Kelina involuntarily shook her head. Speech was beyond her, and he plucked up his courage again. "But I think I am good for some time, a:id I come of an old stock. I have some money put away, and,and, well,Selina, it may Round foolish for a gray-haired man to say, but I love you, aud I want you to bo luv wife." Miss Selina, however, failed to see anything either amusing or foolish in this middle-aged romance. She looked up into tbe face before her, and read in the kindly blue eyes a confirmation of what the stony lips bud told. There was a second's silence, while like lightning the thought flashed through her mind that never, even in that censorious little town, bad a word been spoken against the captain, aud tbe thought of a long succession of lonely evenings like the one just passed, with no hope of the comiug of a guest whose advent bad been most eagerly anticipated, made her hold out her hand. "Captain," she said, slowly; "cap tain,! like you very much." "But not enough to marry me?" asked the captain, in a tone of suet deep disappointment that Miss Selina threw all scruples to the wind. "Oh, yes, quite enough for that," she answered, softly. QUAINT AND CURIOUS. The largest stockyards in the world are iu Chicago. The combined plants represent an investment of more than 310,000,000. Tbe yards contain 'JO miles of streets, 20 uiileß of water troughs, 50 miles of feediug troughs, and 75 miles of water uud drainage troughs. The yards are capable of receiving aud handling daily 20,000 cattle 2U, 000 feheep, and 120,000 bogs. The Sifan Thibetans' form of au cestor worship is oue that appeals to our sense of the ludicrous more than it does to our sense of solemnity. Twice a year they dig up the bones of their ancestors and reverently scrub them. These bones are Ihe obeet of great veneration, and are seized upon by creditors or enemies, leaviug the descendant? shorn of honor till they be recovered. The larger the bonery the greater the social status of the descendant. How fortunate it is for ns that the honor of our lineage can not be snatched from us, by our cred tors, iu the bones of our aucestors. In Prague there exists a goose "bourse," where yearly 3,000,000 geese change hands. Its most active time lasts from the middle of Septem ber till the first days of November. Duriug this time immense flocks of geese are driven iuto the suburbs, especially from tho d ; s!ricts lying on the left bank of the Weisclier. As the geese are driven in from long dis tances they are "shod;" that is to say, walked repeatedly over patches of tar mixed with fine sand. This forms a hard crust on the feet of the geese, aud they are able to cover immense distances without fatigue. In Hungary they fish in the winte* as well as iu the summer. The fisher man cuts holes in the ice, pnts np little frames, to which his fish lines a:e fastened, builds a haystack iu the centre to sit upon, and waits for the fish to catch themselves, when a little bell that is fixed on each frame rings. A shellfish of the Mediter: aueau lias the power of spinning a viscid silk, which, in Sicily, is made iuto a very handsome fabric. The silk is spuu by the shellfish for the purpose of attaching itself to the rocks. This material is gathered at low tide, washed in soap and water, dried, straightened, and carded. DR. TALMAGE'S SERMON. SUNDAY'S DISCOURSE BY THE NOTED DIVINE. .Subject: The Needle's Ilavoc—An Appeal For Merry For Oppressed Womanhood Let Her Have an Equal Cliauce Willi Man In the Struggle of Life. [Copyx-ißtit muu.l Washington, D. C.—This discourse of Dr. Talmtige Is an appeal for mercy lu be half of oppressed womanhood and offers encouragement to those struggling for a livelihood; toxt, Eccleslastes, iv., 1, "Be hold the tears of such as were oppressed, nnd they bad no comforter." Very long ngo tbe needle was busy. It was considered honorable for women to toll in olden times. Alexander the Great stood in his palace showing garments made by his own mother. The finest tapestries at Eayeux was made by the queen of Will lam the Conqueror. Augustus, the em peror, would not wenr uny garments ex cept those that wer* fashioned by some member of Ills royal family. So let the toller everywhere be respected. The needle lias slain more than the sword. When the sewing machine was in vented, some thought that invention would alleviate woman's toil mil put an end to the despotism of tbe needle. But no. While the sewing machine has been a great blessing to well-to-do families in many cases it has added to the stab of the needle the crush of tho wheel, und multitudes of women, notwithstanding the re-enforce uient ot the sewing machine, cuu ouly make, work hard us they will, between 42 and 43 a week. Tho grentcst biessiug that could have happened to our flrst parents was being turned out ot Edon after they had doue wrong. Adam and Eve, In their perfect state, might have got along without work or only such slight employment as a per fect garden with no weeds In It demanded. But as soon as they had sinned the best thing for them was to be turned out where they would have to work. We know what a withering thing it is for a man to have nothing to do. Of tho thousand prosper ous and bonoruble men that you know 999 had to work vigorously at the beginning. But I am now to tell you that industry Is just as important for a woman's snfety and happiness. The most unhßppy women In our.communltlcs to-day are those who have no engagements to cull them up In the morning; who, once having risen and breakfasted, lounge through tile dull fore noon lu slippers down at tho heel and with disheveled hair, reading the last novel, nnd who, having dragged through a wretched forenoon nnd taken their nfter noon sleep aud having passed an hour and a half at their toilet, pick up their card case nnd go out to make calls, and who pass their evenings waiting for somebody to come In and break up the monotony. Arabella Stuart never was imprisoned in so dark a dungeon us that. There is no happiness in an idle woman. It may be with hand, It may bo with brain, It may be with foot, but work she mu»t or be wretched forever. The little girls of our families must be sturted with that idea. The curse of Americun society is thnt our young womeu are taught tlint tho flrst, second, third, fourth, llftb, sixth, seventh, tenth, fiftieth, thousandth thing lu their life Is to get somebody to tnke care of them. Insteud of that the flrst lesson should be how under God they may take care of themselves. Tho simple fact is that il majority of them do hnve to take care of themselves, aud that, too, after hav ing through the false notions of their pnr ents wasted the years lu which they ought to have learned how successfully to main tain themselves. We now and here declare the Inhumanity, cruelty and outrage of that father aud mother who pass their daughters into womanhood, having given them no faculty for earning their liveli hood. Mme. do Slael said, "It Is not these writings that I am proud of, but the lact that I have facility lu ton occupations, iu uny one ot which I could make a liveli hood." You say you have a fortune to leave them. Oh, man and woman, have you not learned that, like vultures, like hawks, like eagles, riches have wings and fly away? Though you should bo success ful iu leaving a competency behind you, the trickery of executors may swamp It iu a night or some ofllolal iu our churches .uny get up a mining company and induce your orphans to put their money luto a hole in Colorado and it by the most skillful machinery the suukeu money cuunot be Drought up agaiu prove to them that It was eternally decreed that that was he way they were to lose It and that It went iu the most orthodox nnd heav enly style. Oh, the damnable schemes that professed Christians will engage in until God puts His fingers luto the collar of tho hypocrite's robe uud strips it clear down to the bottom! You have no right, beonuse you are well oIT, to conclude that your chil dren are going to be well off. A man died leaving a large fortune. Ills son fell dead in a Philadelphia grogshop. His old com rades cams In aud said ns they bent over his corpse, "What Is the matter with you, Boggsy?" The surgeou standing over him said: "Hush ye! He Is dead!" "Oh, he Is dend!" they said. "Come, boys; let us go nnd take a drink in memory of poor Boggsy!" Have you nothiug better than money to leave your children? If you have not, but send your daughters Into the world with empty brain and unskilled hnnd, you are guilty of assassination, homicide, Infanticide. There are women tolling In our cities for $2 or 43 a week who were the daughters of merchant princes. These suffering ones now would be glad to have the crumbs that once fell from their father's table. That worn out broken shoo that sbe wears is the lineal descendant ot the sl2 gaiter iu which her mother walked and that torn and faded calico had ancestery of magnifi cent brocade that swept Pennsylvania av enue and Broadway clean without uny ex pense to the street commissioners. Though you Uvu iu an elegant rosldeuce and fitre sumptuously every duy, let your daughters feel it is a disgrace for them not to know how to work. I denouuee the idea prev alent In society that, though our young women may embroider slippers and crochet and make mats for lamps to stand on with out disgrace, the idea ot doing anything for a livelihood Is dishonorable. It Is a shame for a young woman belonging to a large family to be inefficient when her father tolls his life away for ber support. It Is a shame for a daughter to be idle while her mother toils at thewashtub. It If as honorable to sweep house, make beds o: trim hats as it Is to twist a watch chain. So far as I can understand the line of re spectability lies between that which is use ful and that is useless. If women do that which Is ot no value, their work Is honorable. It 112 hey do practical work, it Is dishonorable. That our young women may escape the censure ot dolug dishonor able work I shall particularize. You may knit a tidy for the buck ot an artn-obair, out by no means make tbe money wnere with to buy the chair. You may with a delicate brush beautify a mantel orna ment, but die rather than earn enough to buy a marble mantel. You may learn artUtlc music until you oan squall Italian, but never sing "Ortouvllle" or "Old Hun dredth." Do nothiug practical it you would in the eyes ot rellned society pre serve your respectability. I scout these flnicnl notions. I tell you a womnn, no more than n man, has a right to occupy a place in this world unless she pays u runt lor it. In the course of a lifetime you consume wholo harvests nud droves of cattle and every day you live breathe forty bogheads of good, pure air. You must by some kind of usefulness pay lor all this. Our race was the last thing created—the birds aud fishes ou the fourth day tbe cattle und iizurds on the II ft il day aud man ou the sixth day. If geologists are right, tho earth was a million of years In the posses sion ot tbe Insects beasts und birds before our race came upon it. In ono sense wo were Invaders. Tlio cattle, the lizards and the hawks hail preemption right. Tin? question la not what wo are to do with the lizards ami summer iUHeetH, but what the lizards and summer insects ar« to do with us. If we want a place in this world, wo must earn It. The pnrtrldg* makes It? own nest before It occupies It. The lark by its morning souk eurns its breakfast before it eats It, and tliu Bible gives an intimation thut the first duty of an Idler is to Btarvn when il say*, "If lie will not work, neither shall he eat." Idleness ruins the health, and very soon nature nays: "Tills man Inn refused to pay his rent. Out with him!" Society is to be reconstructed ou tlio sub ject of woman's toil. A vast majority of those who would have 'woman industrious shut her up to a few kinds ot work. My judgment in this matter is that a woman has a right to do anything she can do well. There should bo no department ot mer chandise,mechanism, art orscience barred against her. It Miss Hosiner has genius for sculpture, give her a clilsel, Ifßo.su uonheur has u fondness for delineating animals, let her make "The dorse Fair." If Miss Mitchell will study astronomy, let her mount the starry ladder. If Lydla will be . merchant, lot her sell purple. If Luoretia Mott will preach tli« gospel, let her thrill with her womanly eloquence tue Quaker meeting house. It is said if woman is given such oppor tunities she will occupy places that might be taken by men. I nay, If she have more skill und adaptedness for any position than a mnn tins, let her have It. She has as muili right to her bread, to her apparel and to her home as men Imve. But it is said that her nature is so delicate that she Is unlltted for exhausting toil. I ask in the name of nil past history what toll on earth Is more severe, exhausting and tremen dous than that toll of the needle to which for ages she has been subjected? The bat tering rnm, the sword, tiiu carbine, the battleax, have made no sucU havoc as the needle. I would that these living sepul chres In which women have for ages been burled might be opene 1 and that some re surrection trumpet might bring up these living corpses In the fresh air and 9tiullght. Go with me, and I will show you a wom an who by hardest toll supports her chil dren, her druukeu husbaml, her old father and mother, pays her house rent, always has wholesome food on her table aud when she cau gel some neighbor on the Sabbath to come in and take care of her family ap pears In church with hat and cloak that are far Irom Indicating the toll to which she is subjected. Much a woman as that has body aud soul enough to lit her for any position. She could stauil beside the ma jority of yoursalesmeu and dispose of more goods. She could go Into your wheel wright shops and beat one-half of your workmen at making carriages. We talk about woman as though we had resigned to her nil the light work and our selves hail shouldered the heavier. IJut the day of judgment, which will reveal the sufferings of the stake and inquisition, will marshal before tlio throne of God anil tho hlerarchs of heaven the martyrs of wash tub and needle. Now, 1 sny if there be any preference in occupation let woman lihvo it. God knows her trials are the severest. By her acuter sensitiveness to misfortune, by her hour of anguish, I demand that no one hedge up ber pathway to a livelihood. Oh, the meanness, the desplcability of rami who begrudge a woman the right to work anywhere in any honorable culling! I go still further nnd suy that womau should have equal compensation with meu. By what principle of justice is It that women In mauy ot our cities get oniy two thirds as much pay as men and in many cases ouly half? Here Is the gigantic injus tice—that for work equally well If not better done woman receives far l»ss compensa tion than muu. Start with the National Government. Women clerks lit Washing ton get 4900 lor doing that for which men receive 41S00. Tlio wheel of op pression Is rolling over the necks ot thousands of women who are at this moment in despair about what they are to do. Mauy of the largest mercantile estab lishments ot our cities are accessory to these abominations, and from their large establishments there are scores of souls being pitched off Into death, ami their em ployers know It. Is there n God? Will there be a judgment? I tell you If God rises up to redress womnn's wrongs many of our large establishments will be swal lowed up quicker than a South American earthquake ever took down a city. God will catch these oppressors between tlio two millstones of His wrath aud grind them so powder. Why is It that a fnmalo princlpul In a school gets only 5825 for doing work for which a male principal gets 41G50? I hear from all this land the wall of womanhood. Mnn has nothing to unswer to that wall but flatteries. He says sh« is an angel. She Is not. She knows she is not. She if a human being who gets hungry when she has no food aud cold wheushe has no llro Olve her no more flatteries; give hei ju-tlce! Oh, the thousand of sewing girls! Across the sunlight comes theli death groan. It is not such a cry a; cornos from those who are suddeulj hurled tout of life, but a slow, grind ing, horrible wasting away. Gntbei them before you and loolt Into their faces, plnobed, ghastly, hunger struck! Look at their lingers, needle-pricked aud blood tipped! See that premature stoop lu the shoulders! Hear that #lry, hacking, morel less cough! At a large meeting of thes< women held in Phlladoiphlugrand speeches wore delivered, but a needlewoman took the stand, threw aside her faded shawl nnd with her shriveled urin hurled a ver> thunderbolt of eloquence, speaking out the horrors of her own experience. Stand at the corner of n street In somt great oity at Cor 7 o'clock lu the morning as the women goto work. Many of them had no breakfast except the crumbs that were left over from tho night before or the crumbs they chew on their way through the street. Here they come! The worklnu girls of the cities. These eupraged lu bead work, these In flower making, in millinery, in paper box making, but, most overwork ot all and least compensatel, the sowing women. Why do they not take the clt> carson their way jp? They cannot atTord the live cents. If, coucludlug to deny her self something else, sho gets Into the car, give her a seat. You waut to see how I-.aU mer and Hidley appeared in the lire. Look at that womau and behold a more horrible martyrdom, a hotter lire, a more agoniz lug death. Ask that woman how -nuct she gets for her work, aud she will tell you six cents for making courseshlrts uud flnds her own thread. Years ago one Sabbath night In the vesti bule of our ehurch after service a woman fell in convulsions. The doctor said sbe needed medicine not so much as some thing to eat. As sbe began to revive in her delirium she said gaspingly: "Eight cents! Eight cents! I wish I could get itdoue. i am so tired. I wish 1 could get some sleep, but I must get It done. Eight cents! Eight cents!" We found afterward that she was making garmeutb for eight ceutf apiece and that she could make but three of them in a day. Hear it! Three times eight are twenty-four. Hear It, men and womau who have comfortable liomesl Some of the worst vllliuns of our cities are the employers ot these women. Tuny beat them dowu to their last penny aud try to cheat them out of that. The woman must deposit a dollars or two before she gets the garments to work on. When the work Is doue. It Is sharply inspected, tho most inslgniticaut flaws picked out and the wages refused and sometimes the dollur deposited not given back. The Women's Protective Union reports a caso where one of tbe poor souls finding a place where she could get more wages, resolved to change employers aud and went to get her pay for work doue. The employer said, "I hear you are going to leave me?" "Yes," 9he said, "aud I have come to get what you owe noe." He made no answer. She said, "Are you not golug to pay me?" "Yes," he said; "I wiil p.vy vou." And be kicked her downstuirs. THE GREAT DESTEOYEK. SOME STARTLING FACTS AB3UI" THE VICE OF INTEMPERANCE. file Windy On*—Dr. Keeley'* Death Causes a Renewal of the Discussion Whether Therapeutic* or Moral Sua sion 1* a Better Preventive. Weaver, tell me why you roam, With ruby no9e and hair liulf gray; Wherefore did you leave your loom On the very first pay-day? Stranger, have you got the dough Wherewithal to set 'em up? I'll a tale unfold, If so. Otherwise you'll have to drop. Beer saloons are seldom fur. Here to you I'll tell my tale. While I bravely breast the bar Drinking, on you, beer and ale. Other bums their tales of woe Tell, but seldom are they true As mine; but ero 1 let it go I'll take another beer ou you. Beer's the stuff that makes me prate; The fountain of my speech turns ou. I let loose secrets lu that state. Thanks! I'll take another one. You ask me why I ramble so; Whether fate or I'm to blame? Talking's thirsty work, you know. Have another? Mine's the same. Burkeen, fill a big one high. How I love to see It foam! Stranger, now I'm not so dry, That's the stuff that makes me roam, —John Bpollor Drugs a* a Cure. The death of Dr. Loslle E. Keeley, dis soverer of the "gold cure" for alcoholism, will naturally Invite wide dlsousslon of the value of his system of treatment and the soundness of the theories upon which It was based. That suoh a discussion will preseut much diversity of belief and many conflicting views regarding the pathology >f the drink habit, which Dr, Keeley called ■i disease, is apparent from the many con troversies engeniered even while tho famous .specialist was making his most fe markable clulms. But this very question of whether the Irink habit Is a pathological condition or not, and whether Its treatment Is a ques :iou entirely of therapeutics Instead of moral suasion or mental discipline, Is the rock upon which the disputants have split, ind it is safe to say that they can uever be wrought into harmonious agreement upon this proposition. If nlcouolism Is a ills ease—a morbid condition resulting from a failure of physiological functions—then Its Jure, according to modern therapy, be comes a question of drugs. Dr. Keelev be lieved lie hud found the one specific for this disease In bichloride of gold, uud no Due will deny that he wu3 remarkably suc cessful with this treatment. Hti saved hundreds from drunkards' graves and brought happiness into many a desolate home. A large percentage of inebriates and dipsomaniacs who yielded to his treat ment were apparently "cured," and did not relapse again luto drunkenness. Their appetite for whisky was apparently de stroyed. That suoh treatment left a patient now and then a physical or mental wreck was not to be wondered at. For tbis work humanity will always hold Dr. Keeley in grateful remembrauce. But notwithstanding his many remarkable, ap parent "cures," thousands of thoughtful people who have given the subject much study and Investigation will decline to be lieve that alcoholism is a disease that cuti be cured with drugs. Thev have noted the fact that an occasional Keeley patient who is supposed to be "cured" of the drink habit, after holding out two ortnree years, succumbs In an evil moment to tho baneful \merlcan "treating habit," and away li» goes, down deeper than ever, Into the hell of alcoholism. The drink habit Is a mental and moral Ilsease. Drugs alone will not heal a per verted moral nature. The Influences of Christianity, morul suasion, healthful and uplifting environment, must be combined with any system of therapeutics that I* calculated to reclaim the drunkard to a life of sobriety and usefulness. Bichlo ride of gold will not keep a man out of a saloon If Ills moral nature Is too weak to resist the temptation.—Chicago Time? Herald. The Sober Scot. The Sober Scot Sooiety is Scotland's latest contribution to the cause of temper ance. The name, perhaps, Is a trifle un fortunate, but it may be excused In view of the promoters' excellent object. The meet ing held recently in Edinburgh to give the society a constitution was not largely at tended, but It was fairly Influential. Col onel Ferguson, of the Sandhurst Military College, one of our Ayrshire lulrds, has the credit of being the founder of the organi sation, which seeks to influence moderate Irlnkers, not to become total abstainers, but as to when ,thoy themselves should irink and to whom they should offer drink. Members are pledged not to drink in tho forenoon, only to drink at meals, never to stand treat to anybody between menls and never to oiler drink in return for services rendered. This pledge undoubtedly strikes at abuses and should do some good. The so ciety hopes to get as Its llrst President Lord Balfour, of Burleigh, Secretary for Scot land, and among those who have con sented to be Vice-Presidents are Lord Glasgow, Lord Torphlchen aud Principal Sir William Mulr of the Edlnburg UPI - Napoleon on I>runkenn«ti»* Napoleon Bonaparte uppears In the Cen. tury Magazine in anew role—that of atem pernnce advocate. In the second instal ment of Dr. O'Meara's hitherto linpub lißhed "Talks With Napoleon" at St.Helena, It is recorded that, having a pain In his side, the ex-Emperor asked bis physlciar to show him where his liver was situated aud the latter, in some remarks 011 tb« causes ol inflammation of that organ, meti tloued tntoxlcatlou as one of them. There upon Napoleon remarked: "Then I ought not to have It, as I uevet was drunk but once in my life; and that was twenty-four .years ago, at Nloe—l drank three bottles of Burgundy, aud wn' completely drunk. O, how sick I was tb« next day! I wonder how a man who onc» gets drunk can ever think of doing It agaiu Such headache, vomiting, and general sick lies*; I was nearly dead for two days." Intemperance In Mexico. The press continues to denounce the growth of the liauor traffic in Mexico ana ascribes to it the Increased mortality and crime. The Methodists there, headed by Bisboi MoCabe and tho Rev. Dr. Butler, have be gun a campaign against intemperance The local Catholic journals are exhorting their readers to arouse themselves to pre vent the country from becoming a prey tc alcoholism. It Is reported that the Gov ernment will endeavor by means ot public action to aid the temperance moveineut. Mote* of the Crusade. The North Staffordshire (England) Chris tian Endeavor Union has put on foot a scheme for obtaining five thousand new total abstinence pledges in the year. In attempting to enforce Sunday closing on a saloonkeeper at Bueuu Vista, Col. both the Metuodlst and Congregational ministers were knocked down in the light -which ensued. Joel Stratton, a humble shoemaker in Worcester, Mass., was the man who In duced John B. Gough to sign the pledge It 1848. If this plain man had not done his duty, the world would have lost the most eloquent advocate the tetnperuuee caus# ever bad
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