' "it" w& iA &' I B" & 10 the rock. "I am infinitely obliged to von. I was just coing to svrim tor it; I can't bear v losing my game. It seems so cruel to shoot birds for nothing." "I dare say that von will not make much use of it row that yoa have pot it," said the' gentle voice in the canoe. "Curlew are not very good eating." "That is scarcely the point," replied the Crusoe on the rock. "The point is to bring them home. Apres cela " "The bird staffer," said the voice. "So," answered Crusoe, "the cook " A laugh came back from the canoe, and then a question. "Pray, Mr. Bingham, can you tell me where lam? I have quite lost my reckon ing in the mist." He started. How did this mysterious young lady in a boat know his name? "Xou are at the Bed Bocks; there is the bell, that gray thine, Miss Miss" "Beatrice Granger," she put in hastily. "My father is the clergyman of Bryngelly. I saw you when you "and Lady Honoria Bingman looked into the school yesterday. I teach in the school." She did not tell him, however, that his face- had interested her so much that she had asked his name. Again he started. He had heard of this young lady. Somebody had told him that she was the prettiest girl in "Wales, and the cleverest, but that ber father was not a gen tleman "Oh," he said, taking off his hat in the direction of the canoe. "Isn't it a little risky, Miss Granger, for you to be canoeing alone in this mist?" "res," she answered frankly, "hut I am used to it; I go out canoeing in all possible weathers. It is my amusement, and after -all the risk really does -not matter much," she added, more to herself than to him. While he was wondering what she meant by that dark saying, she went on quickly: "Do yon know, Mr. Bingham, I think that you are in more danger than I am. It must be getting near 7 o'clock, and the tide is high at 7:45. Unless I an mistaken there is by now nearly half a mile ot deep "water between you and the shore." "Mr wordl" He said. "I forgot all about the tide, what between the shooting and looking after that curlew and the mist, it never occurred to me that it was getting late. I suppose I must swim for it, that is all." "No, no," she answered, earnestly, "it is very dangerous swimming here; the place is full of sharp rocks, and there is a tre mendous current" "Well, then, what is to be done? "Will your canoe carry two? If so, perhaps you would kindly put me ashore?" "Yes," she said, "it is a double canoe really. But I dare not take you ashore here; there are too many rocks, and it is impossible to see the ripple on them in this mist. We should sink the canoe. N o, you must get in and I must paddle you home to Bryngelly, that's all. Now that I know "where I am I think that I can find the way." "Beally," he said, "you are very good." "Not at .all," she answered, "vou see I must go myself anyhow, so I shall be glad of your help. It is nearly five miles bv water, yon know, and not a pleasant night" There was truth in this. He was perfectly prepared to risk a swim to the shore on his own account, but he did not at all like the idea of leaving this yonng lady to find her own way back to Bryngelly through the mist and gathering darkness, and in that frail canoe. He would not have liked it if she had been a man, for he knew that there was great risk in such a voyage. So, after making one more fruitless suggestion that they should try and reach the shore, taking the'ebance of rocks, snnken or otherwise, and then walk home, to which Beatrice would not consent, he accepted her offer. "At the least, you will allow me to pad dle," he ssid, as she skillfully brought the canoe right under his rock, which the tide was now high enough to allow her to do. "If you like," she answered, doubtfully. "My hands are a little sore, and, of course," with a glance" at his broad shoulders, "you are much stronger. But if you are not used to it I dare say that I should get on as well us you." "Nonsense," he said sharply, "I will not allow you to paddle me for five miles." She yielded without another word and very gingerly hoisted her seat so that her back was toward the bow of the canoe, leav ing him to occupy the paddling place op posite to her. Then he handed her his gun, which she carefully stowed, together with the dead birds, in the bottom of the frail craft Next, with great caution, he slid down the rock till his feet rested in the canoe. "Be careful or you will upset us," she said, leaning forward and stretching out her hand for him to support himself by. Then it was. as he took it that he for the first time really saw ber face, with the mist drops hanging to the bent eyelashes, and knew how beautiful it was. CHAPTER IIL A CONFESSION OF FAITH. "Are you ready?" he said, recovering himself from the pleasing shock of this serge-draped vision oi the mist "Yes," said Beatrice. "You must head straight out to sea for a little not too far, for if we get beyond the shelter of Bumball Point we shall lounder in the rollers there are always rollers there then steer to the1 left I will tell you when. And, Mr.Bing bam, please be careful of the paddle; it has been spliced and won't bear rough usage." "All right," he answered, and they start ed gayly enough, the light canoe gliding swiitly forward beneath his sturdy strokes. Beatrice was leaning back with her head bent a little forward, so that he could only see ber chin and the sweet curve ot the lips above it But she could see all his face as it swayed toward her with each motion oi the paddle, and she watched it with inter est It was a new type of face to her, so strong and manly, and yet so gentle about the mouth almost too gentle, she thought What made him marry Lady Honoria? Beat rice wondered; she did not look particularly gentle, though she was such a graceful woman. And thus they went on for some time, each "wondering about the other and at heart ad miring the other, whichwas not strange, for they were a very proper pair, but saying no -word till at last, after about a quarter of an hour", hard paddling, Geoffrey paused to rest "Do you do much of this kind of thing, Miss Granger?" he said with a gasp, "be cause it's rather hard work." She laughed. "Ahl" she said. "I thought you would scarcely go on paddling at that rate Yes, I canoe a great deal in the sum mer time. It is my way of taking exercise, and I can swim well, so I am not afraid of an upset At least it has been my way for the last two years since a lady who was stay ing here gave me the canoe when she went away. Before that I used to row in a boat that is, before I went to college." "College? What college? Girton?" "Oh, no, nothing half so grand. It was a college where you get certificates that you are qualified to oe a mistress in a board school. I wish it had been Girton." "Do you?" you are too good for that, he was going to add, but chanced it to "I think you were just as well away. I don't care about the Girton stamp; those of them whom I have known are so hard." "So much the better for them," she an swered. "I should like to be hard as a stone; a stone can't leel. Don't you think that women ought to learn, then? "Do you?" he asked. "Yes, certainly." "Have you learned anything?" "I have taught myselt a little and I picked up something at the college. But I have no real knowledge, only a smattering of things." "What do you know French and Ger man?" "Yes." "Latin?" "Yes, I know something of it." "Greek?" "I can read It fairly, but I am not a Greek scholar." "Mathematics?" "No. I gave them np. There is no human nature about mathematics. They work everytninjj to a fixed conclusion that must result Life is not like that: what ought to .. -.... . Uv. .. uut, nuu ougni to &- jo comes out & right angle, and x always equals an unknown quantity, which is never ascertained till you are dead." "Good gracious!" thought Geoffrey to himself between the strokes of his paddle, "what an extraordinary girl. A flesh-aud-blood blue-stocking and a lovely one into the bargain. At any rate I'll bowl her out this time." "Perhaps you have read law, too?" he said "with suppressed sarcasm. "I have read some "she answered calmly. "I like law, especially equity law; it is so subtle,and there issueh a massof it built upon such a small foundation. It is like an over grown mushroom, and the top will fall off one day, however hard the law vers try to prop it'up. Perhaps you can tell me " "No, I'm sure I can't." he answered. "I'm not a Chancery man. I am common law, and I don't take all knowledge for my province. You positively alarm me, Miss Granger. I wonder that the canoe does not siuk beneath so much learning." "Do If" she answered Bweetly. "I am glad I have lived to frighten somebody. I meant that I like equity to study; but if I were a barrister, I would be common law, because there is so much more life and struggle about it. Existence is not worth having unless one is struggling with some thing and trying to overcome it." "Dear me what a renoseful nrosnect" aid Geoffrey, aghast. He had certainly ever met such a woman as this before. "Bepose is only cood when it is earned." went on the lair philosopher, "and in order to fit one to earn some more, otherwise it becomes idleness and that is misery. Fancy being idle when one has such a little time to live. The only thing to do is to work and stifle thought. I suppose that you hare a large practice, Mr. Bingham?" "You shouldn't ask a barrister that ques tion," he answered, laughing; "it's like looking at the pictures which an artist has turned to the wall. No, to be frank, I have A. Bwifl and Mighty Bush of Water. not I have only taken to practicing in earnest during the last two years. Before that I was a barrister in name, and that is all." "Then why did you suddenly begin to work?" "Because I lost my prospects. Miss Gran ger from necessity, in short" "Oh, I beg your pardonl" she said, with a blush, which he of course could not Bee. "I did not mean to be rude. But it is very lucky lor you, is it notv xnaeeaj some peupie uou b uuu. &u. Why Is it lucky?" "Because yon will now rise and become a great man, and that is more than being a rich man." "And why do you think that I shall be come a great msn?" he asked, stopping pad dling in his astonishment and looking at the dim form before him. "Oh! because it is written on your face," she answered simply. Her words rang true; there was no flat tery or artifice in them. Geoffrey felt that the girl was saying just what she thought "So you go in tor physiognomy as well," he said. "Well, Miss Granger, it's rather odd, considering all things, but I will say to you what I never said to anyone before. I believe that you are right I shall rise. If I live I feel that I have it in me." At this point it possibly occurred to Bea trice that, considering the exceeding brevity of their acquaintance, they were drifting into a somewhat confidential conversation. At any rate, she qnickly changed the topic. 'I'm afraid you are growing tired," she said ; "but we must be getting on. It will soon be quite dark and we have still a long way to go. Look there." and she pointed seaward. He looked. The whole bank of mist was breaking up and bearing down on them in enormous billows of vapor. Presently, these were rolling oyer them, so darkening the heavy air that, though the pair were within iour feet of each other they could scarcely see one another's faces. As yet they felt no wind. The dense weight of mis't choked the keen, impelling air. "I think the weather is breaking; we are going to have a storm," said Beatrice, a little anxiously. Scarcely were the words out of her mouth when the mist passed away from them, and Irom all tne seaward expanse ot ocean. JSot a trace of it was left, and in its place the strong sea-breath beat upon their faces. Far in the West the angry disk of the sun was sinking into the foam. A great red ray shot from its bent edge and lay upon the awakened waters like a path of fire. The ominous light fell full upon the little boat and full upon Beatrice's lips. Then it passed on and lost itself m the deep mists which still swathed the coast "Oh, how beautiiul it is!" she cried, rais ing herself and pointing to the glory of the dying snn. "It is beautiful, indeed!" he answered, but he looked not at the sunset but at the woman's face betore him, glowing like a saint's in its golden auriole. For that also was most beautiful so beautiful that it stirred him strangely. "It is like" she began, and broke off suddenly. "What is it like?" he asked. "It is like finding truth at last," she answered, speaking as much to herself as to him. "Why, one might make an allegory out of it We wander in mist and darkness shaping a vague course for home. And then suddenly the mists are blown away, and glory fills the air, and there is no more doubt, only before us is a splendor making all things clear and lighting us over a deathless sea. It sounds rather too grand," she added, with a charming little laugh; "but there's something in it some where, if only I could express myself. Oh. look!" As she spoke a heavy storm-cloud rolled over the vanishing rim of the sun. For a moment the light struggled with the eclips ing cloud, turning its edge to the hue of copper, but the cloud was too strong and the light vanished, leaving the sea in dark ness. "Well," he said, "your allegory would have a dismal end if you worked it out It's getting as dark as pitch, and there's a good deal in that if only I could express myself." Beatrice dropped poetry and came down to facts in a way that was very commend able. "There's a squall coming up, Mr. Bing ham," she said; "you must paddle as hard as you can. I do not think we are more than two miles from Bryngelly. and it we are lucky we may get there before the weather breaks." "Fes, if we are lucky," he said grimly, as he bent himself to the work. "But the question is where to paddle to it's so dark. Hadn't we better run for the shore?" "We are in the middle of the bay now," sbe answered, "and almost as far Irom the nearest lapd as we are from Bryngelly, be sides it is all rocks. No, you must go straight on. You wil see the Poise light be yond Coed presently. You know Coed is four miles on the other side of Bryngelly, so, when you see it, head to the left" He obeyed her, and tbey neither of them -spoke anymore tor some time, indeed, the rising wind made conversation difficult, and so far as Geoffrey was concerned he had little breath left to spare for words. He was a strong man, but the unaccustomed labor was beginning to tetl on him, and his hands were blistering. For ten minutes or so he paddled on through a darkness which was now almost total, wondering where on earth he was wending, for it was quite im possible to see. For all be knew to the con trary, he might be circling round and round. He had only one thing to direct him, the sweep of the continually rising wind and me wasa oi tne garnering waves. Bo long ju these struck the canoe, which, now began the wash of the gathering waves. So long THE to roll ominously, on the starboard side, he must, he thought be keeping a right course. But in the turmoil of the rising gale and the confusion of the night this was no very satisfactory guide. At length, however, a broad and brilliant flash sprung out across the sea, almost straight ahead of him. It was the Poise light He altered his course a little and paddled steadily on. And now the squall was break ing. Fortunately it was not a very heavy one, or their frail craft must have sunk and they with it But it was quite serious enough to put them in great danger. The canoe rose to the waves like a feather, but she was broadside on, and rise as she would they began to ship a little water. And they had not 'seen the worst of it The weather was still thickening. Still he held on, though his heart sunk within him, while Beatrice said nothing. Presently a big wave came; he could just see its white crest gleaming through the gloom, then it was on mem. xne canoe rose to it gallantly; it seemed to curl right over her, making her roll till Geoffrey thought that the end bad come. But she rode it out, not, however, without shipping more than a bucket of water. Without saying a word Beatrice took the cloth cap from her head, and, leaning forward, began to bale as best she could, and that was not very well. "This will not do," he calle'd. "I must keep her head to the sea or we shall be swamped." "Yes," she answered, "keep her head up. We are in great danger." He glanced to his right; another white sea was heaying down on him; he could just see its glittering crest. With all his force he dug the paddle into the water; the canoe answered to it; she came aronnd just in time to ride out tne wave with safety, but the paddle snapped. It was already sprung, and the weight he put upon it was more than it could bear. Bight in two it broke, some nine inches above that blade which at the moment was buried in the water. He felt it go, and despair took hold oi him. "Great God," he cried, "the paddle is broken." Beatrice gasped. "You must use the other blade," she cried; "paddle first on one side and then on the other, and keep her bead on." "Till we sink," he answered. "No, till we are saved never talk of sinking." Tbe girl's courage shamed him, and he obeyed her instructions as best lie could. By dint of continually shifting what re mained of the"paddle from one side of the canoe to the other, he did manage to keep ber head on to the waves that were now rolling in apace. But in their hearts tbey both wondered how long this would last "Have you any cartridges?" she said presently. "Yes, in my coat pocket," he answered. "Give me two, if you can manage it," she said. In an interval between the coming of two seas he contrived to slip his hand into a pocket and transfer the cartridges. Appar ently she knew something of the working of a gun, for presently there was a flash and a report, quickly followed by auother. "Give me some more cartridges," she cried. He did so, but nothing followed. "It is no use," she said at length, "the cartridges are wet I cannot get the empty cases out nut perhaps they may have seen or heard them. Old Edward is 'sure to be watching for me. You had better throw the rest into the sea if you can manage it." sbe added, by way of an afterthought: "we may have to swimpresently." To Geoffrey this seemed very probable, and whenever he got a chance he acted on the hint till at length he was rid of all his cartridges. Just then it began to rain in torrents. Though it was not warm the per spiration wbb streaming from him at every pore, and the rain beating on his face re freshed him somewhat; also with theraln the wind dropped a little. But he was getting tired ont and he knew it Soon he wonld no longer be able to keep the canoe straght, and then they must be swamped, and in all human probability drowned. So this was to be the end of his life and its ambitions. Before another hour had run its course he would sbe rolling to and fro in the arms of that angry sea. What would bis wife Honoria say when she heard the news, he wondered? "Perhaps it would shock her into some show ot feeling. And Effie, his dear little 6-year-old daugh ter? Well, thank God! she was too young to feel his loss for long. By the time that she was a woman she would almost have for gotten that sbe ever had a father. But how would she get on without him to guide her? Her mother did not love children, and a growing girl would continually remind her of hsr growing years. He could not tell; he could only hope for the best. And for himself? What would be come of him after the short sharp struggle for life? Should he find endless sleep, or what? He was a Christian, and his life had not been worse than that of other men. In deed, though he would have been the last to think it, he had some redeeming virtues. But now at the end the spiritual horizon was as dark as it had been at the beginning. There before him were the gates of death, but not yet would they roll aside and show the traveler what lay beyond their frown ing face. How conld he tell? Perhaps they wonld not open at all. Perhaps he now bade his last farewell to consciousness, to earth and sky and sea and love and all lovely things. Well, that might be better than some prospects. At that moment Geoffrey Bingham,m the last agony of doubt, wonld giauiy nave exenanged bis nopes lor life be yond for a certainty of eternal sleep. That laith which enables some of us to to tread this awful way with an utter confidence is not a wide prerogative, and as yet, at any rate, it was not his, though the time might come when he would attain it. There are not very many, even among those without reproach, who can lay them down in the arms of death, knowing most certainly that when the veil is rent away the countenance that they shall see will be that of the blessed guardian of mankind. Alas! he could not be altogether sure, and, where doubt exists, hope is but a pin-pricked bladder. He sighed heavily, murmured a little formula of prayer that had been on his lips most nights dnring 30 years he had learned it as a child at his mother's knee and then, while the tempest roared around him, gathered up his strength to meet the end which seemed inevitable. At any rate be would die like a man. Then came a reaction. His vital forces rose again. He no longer felt tearful, he only wondered with a strange impersonal wonder, as a man wonders about the vital affairs of another. Then from wondering about himself he began to wonder about the girl who sat opposite to him. With the rain came a little lightning, and by the first flash he saw her clearly. Her beautiful face was set, and as she bent lorward searching the darkness with her wide eyes, it wore, he thought, an almost defiant air. The canoe twisted aronnd somewhat He dug his broken paddle into the water, and once more got her head on to the sea. Then he spoke, , "Are you afraid?" he asked of her. "No," she answared, "J am not atraid." "Do you know that we shall probably be drowned?" "Yes, I know it They say death is easy. 1 brought you here. Forgive' me that I should how tried to row you ashore as yon Baid." "Never mind me; a man must meet his fate some day. Don't think of me. Bnt I can't keep her head on much longer. You had better say your prayers." She bent forward till her head was quite near his own. Tbe wind had blown some of her hair loose, and though he did not seem to notice it at the time, he remembered after ward that a lock of it struck him on the face. "I cannot pray," she said; "I have noth ing to pray to. I am not a Christian." The words struck him like a blow. It seemed so awful to think of this proud and brilliant woman, now balanced on the verge of what she believed to be utter annihila tion. .Even the courage that induced iier at such a moment to coniess her, hopeless state seemed awfnl. "Try," he said with a gasp. "No," she answered, "I do not fearto die. Death cannot be worse than liie Js for most of us. I have not prayed for years, not since well, never miud. I am not a coward. It would be cowardly to pray now. because I may be wrong. If there is a God who knows all He will u&dentud that,' J. PITTSBURG- DISPATCH. Geoffrey said no more, but labored at the broken p'addle gallantly and with an ever falling strength. The lightning had passed away and the darkness was very great, for the hurrying clouds hid the starlight Pres ently a sound arose above tbe turmoil of the storm, a crashing, thnnderous sound, to ward which the send of the sea gradually bore them. The sound came from the waves that beat upon the Bryngelly reef. "Where are we drifting to?" he cried. "Into the breakers, where we shall be lost," she answered calmly. "Give up pad dling, it is of no use, and try to take off your coat I have loosened my skirt Per haps we can swim ashore.'' He thought to himself that in the dark and breakers such an event was not prob able, bdt be said nothing, and addressed himself to the task of getting rid ot his coat and waistcoat no easy one in that confined space. Meanwhile the canoe was whirling round and round like a walnut shell upon a flooded gutter. For some distance before the waves broke upon the reef and rocks they swept in toward them with a steady, foam less swell. On reaching the shallows, how ever, they pushed their white shoulders high into "the air, curved up and fell in thnnder on the reef. The canoe rode toward the breakers, sucked upon its course by a swelling sea. "Good-by," called Geoffrey to Beatrice, as stretching out his wet hand he found her own and took it for companionship makes death a little easier. "Good-by," she cried, clinging to his hand. "Oh, why did I bring yott into this?" For in their last extremity this woman thought rather of her companion in peril than of herself. One more turn, then suddenly the canoe beneath them was lifted like a straw and tossed high into the air. A mighty mass of water boiled up beneath it and around it Then he foam rushed in and vaguely Geoffrey knew that they were wrapped in the curve of a billow. A swift and mighty rush of water. Crash! and his senses left him. To be Continued Nezt Sunday.' SUNDAY THOUGHTS -ON- MORALSMAIERS BY A CLERGYMAN. The year jusf ended was outwardly une ventful in the religious world. "Unlike some others, it was marked by no convulsive and no decisive movements. In so far as statistics signify progress, the . record is en couraging. The (estimated) net gain in church membership in this country over leaps 1,000,000. There has been, also, great activity in chnrch building. The figures are not at hand, but enough is known to warrant tbe assertion that J8S9 is tbe banner year in this respect in the United States. The amounts of money, too, gathered and expended for Christian work at home and abroad exceed all prior experience. From Europe we bare received as yet no complete statement But the driblets of news are suggestive. The aggregate British contri butions for foreign missions, for instance, amount to 1,334,491 more than 105,000 more than tbe total for 1888, So, too, the Church of England announces a i membership in India (native) of 360,000 a handsome and hopeful aggregate. Tbere is an encouraging activity on the con tinent Switzerland tabulates 1.162 Sunday schools, with 5.000 teachers and 81,000 scholars. Sweden has 3.S10 Sunday schools, with 15,000 teachers and 220.000 scholars. In those nations where a State Chnrch insti tutionalizes religion and atheizes (to coin a word) tbe community tbere are signs of re ligious awakening and need ot itl As we erase the old date and write in tbe new one, let us do it with self-reproaon because of past unfaithfulness and lack of zeal, yet with hope and trust in view of the great things which God has wrought. "Hitherto bath the Lord helped us." Objects for Prayer. A united prayer meeting in connection with the Week of Prayer for the outpouring of God's Holy Spirit on women's work in the foreign mis sion field, will be held in Exeter Hall, London, on Friday, January 10, 1890, at 3 p.x Repre sentatives of various Zenana societies will be present and take part in the proceedings. The London committee request that tbe Women's Missionary societies in this' conntry unite in prayer for the following objects: For an outpouring of the Holy Spirit upon tbe present meeting, and on all women teachers or Christ's Gospel, and medical missionaries in beatben and Mohammedan lands. Praise for doors of opportunity opened, for obstacles removed, for workers raised up, for blessings vouchsafed, and funds provided. For the women of heathen and Mohammedan lands, that tbe spirit of God may open their eyes, and turn them from darkness to light; that the Hindoos may be wholly freed from tbe debasing Influence of child marriage, and that the hearts of Hebrew women may lie open topre ceive Christ as tbe Messiah. For female converts: that tbeir spiritnal tone maybe raised and their spiritual liie deepened; that tbey may be zealous to win their country women to Christ For an outpouring of God's Holy Spirit upon the women of the churches at home, that they may consecrate their money and their service to this cause; on committees directing women's missionary societies, and on all who aid the work by sympathy, praer and gifts. For the oDening of closed doors: for union among all engaged in women's work, both at borne and abroad, and for a blessing on tbe effort of. all missionary societies throughout the world. Profession and Prnctlre. In a recent "Irade" issued by the Sultan, in response to the earnest request of the German Empress, tbe building of a Protestant chapel at Bethlehem for the use of pilgrims, is sanc tioned. There bas long been an eagerscramble for in fluence at tbe Ottoman court between Russia, France and England. It was a question re latino rn thft hnlv Traces'1 I an thn fwnrpil fa cinctsin Jerusalem are called) that provoked' tbe Crimean war. strange Mgnt unristlan nations fighting over the sepulchre of the Prince of Peacel The quiet, unostentatious efforts of the Empress of Germany are in marked con trast with that unseemly contest and probably explain her success. Even tbe "unspeakable Turk" (in Mr. Gladstone's phrase) knows the difference between Christian profession and Christian practice. God speed the day when Christians shall stop shooting and stabbing for the glory of GodI If, under the Mosaic dispensation it was death to lay a sacieligious hand on the ark, what fate should tbey expect who swear prayers at one another and make a rifle of the olive branch? Miialonnry Work In Brazil. For years Brazilian missionaries have been calling attention to the need of Christian schools and colleges in Brazil. Shall nine teenth century infidelity, or nineteenth centnry Christianity rule Brazil of tho twentieth cen tnry? This is tbe burning question of tbe hour; and its answer under God seems to lie at the door of North American Christians. Already a fully equipped academy in Campinas, called "Culto a! Sciencia," is under notoriously infidel direction. Tho law and medical and techno logical schools havo long been hot-beds of posltlveism and unbelief. Materialism is al ready entrenched in tbe redoubts. Can we, followers of the Savior of mankind, standby listless and see this fair land conquered with out a struggle?' The Week of Prayer. The week of prayer, under tbe auspices of the Evangelical Alliance, commences to-day. These meetings have done good in the past by concerting the prayers of tbe faithful and by uniting the various denominations of Chris tians seven days at least The week of prayer lias an educational valne, too. It arranges in an orderly way a variety of topics and thus ac quaints the mind and the heatt of the chnrch with the religious encyclopedia. It is inspiring to feel that hundreds of thousands are bowed in prayer'at one time for one purpose. Snndny 8ermonettes. Host of our comforts grow up between crosses. Young. Religion would not have enemies if it were not itself the enemy of our vices. MasMlon. There Is nothing so strong or so safe in any emergency of life as the simple truth. Charles Dickens. Prater is not conquering God's reluctance, but taking hold of God's willingness. Phillips Mrooks. No grace Is more necessary to the Christian worker than fidelity: tbe humble, sturdy grace that marches on in sunshine or storm, when no banners are waving, and tbere is nomusloto cheer the weary feet -B. J. Jicolls. To banish prayer Uto banish God, jr. p. Seyot . SUNDAY, , JANUARY ' A TKIP TO THE SOT. News From the Government Expedi tion Sent to Watch the Eclipse. JODKNEYING ACROSS THE OCEAN. Stops Soda at the izores and the Cape de Terde Islands. AEEIT1L AT THE COAST OB AFEICA rntox otra sfxcial cojutissioxxb. Cape Coast Castle, Afbica, Decem ber 2.-VLand was first sighted about 40 miles distant early on Friday morning, Novem ber 1. It was one of the Azore Islands, Flores by name. The Azores belong to Portugal, and are inhabited almost wholly by Portuguese. At 6 o'clock on Saturday morning the Island of Fayal conld be seen, with its numerous mountain peaks several miles to the north. As we sailed along the island small white houses and occasional barren spots were noticeable. Just before reaching the entrance of the Bay of Horta we passed within half a mile of the Inferno Caldeira, meaning'the caldron of hell. This is a very deep pit surrounded on all sides. except the one seaward, by strata of stoue which extend upward a distance of 60 feet This caldeira was produced during volcanic disturbances, for Fayal, as well as the other Azores, are volcanic and are still active at times. The next sight that attracted our at tention were the little lots on the many hills surrounded by peculiar hedges five feet in height These lots are rectangular in shape and arranged symmetrically, thus presenting a very striking appearance., Next comes the beautiful Bay of Horta. It is about three miles broad and nearly semi circular in form. Have this in mind and then imagine a city of 6,000 inhabitants situated at the edge of the water for two thirds the distance of the semi-circle and extending inland "only three-quarters of a mile, composed entirely of white buildings, which gradually rise on the hilly ground as they reach backward. Now for a back ground picture lofty hills, with symmetrical tops hign above the city on all sides. Such is the Bay otHorta and the city of the same name. As the visitor nears the port he observes tbe fort, an old one, which would not hold out against the modern man-of-war. At this fort are stationed several companies of Portuguese soldiers. When he lands he is immediately besieged by beggars, mostly women and children, and if he is so unwise as to give anything to one of these creatures he is troubled by numerous members of the "fraternity" during his stay in the city. The poorer people, as a rule, go bare footed, men, women and children alike. The women of (he middle or peasant class, called capote (kapote), wear a curions cos tume, which consists of a large hood or head dress, running to a point about two feet above the head and the same distance before the face; also a plain cloak. Both pieces are made of a very heavy dark blue cloth, and are worn the year round. The faces of I these women are completely covered, and iney are easily mistaKen lor nuns Dy tne stranger. The higher class is the same as the better class of Portuguese found in Por tugal. The Portuguese and Spaniards are very much alike in looks, dress and man ners. The languages of tbe two people are very similar, so that the one can understand the other. Very few of the people at Horta speak any English. No Americans live in the place. The Portuguese are not an in dustrious people, and it lsdif&cult to under stand how the many who "hang about" tbe streets of Horta make a living. ST. VINCENT. After a voyage of eight days we arrived at St. Vincent, one of the Cape Verde Isl ands. St Vincent is the best known of the islands because of-the -excellent harbor of Porto Grande, which is said to be one of the best in the world. Being nine miles iu width and surrounded by high mountains of the islands oi St. Vincent and San Antonio, there is complete protection for a large num ber of ships. St. Vincent has become an immense coaling station, so that as many as 20 ships can be seen coaling there daily. The island of St Vincent is almost entirely covered with mountains, many of which are more than 2,000 feet high. The mountains are wholly barren, as also are tbe narrow valleys, and not a tree is to be seen on the island by one passing by on the water. There is absolutely nothing to make St Vincent of any importance except the harbor of Porto Grande. The great coaling business has caused a city ot 8,000 inhabitants to be built on the harbor. The proper name of this place is Cidade de Mindello, though it is generally called Porto Grande. The name is Portu guese, for the Cape Verde Islands belong to Portugal. All bnt 600 of the population of Mindello is a mixed race ot Poituguese and negroes. The city is four centuries old, and was not built with any regard toappearance. With the exception of the Government buildings, all are of the'most common kind. The Portuguese Government lays heavy duties on all imports, and as nothing what ever grows or is made on the island, mer chandise oi all kinds must be sold at a high price. A reduction of 30 per cent is made on the duty of everything which is seut to St. Vincent via Lisbon. The inhabitants appear to be a very strong and healthy people, who. as would be ex pected, mature at an earlier age than those of temperate climates. Tbe women do the hardest work ot all kinds. As coal was being unloaded irom a vessel the men filled the small carts and women lurnished the motor power. Again, a large cistern was being dug for the town. The men loaded the baskets with earth and stone and the women carried the same, heavily laden, np ladders and to a considerable distance. The impression that I received from a brief stay among the people is that the women are superior to the men in both body and mind. These are a jolly people who care more for a good time tnan lor work and good living. The wages paid to male laborers are 30 cents per aay, for female 16 to 18. With so low wages and high prices for everything, it is not to be expected that these people can live, as we understand the word. Theirs is a mere ex istence with which, however, they seem to be contented. I saw many homes which consisted of one room, perhaps a bed, no other furniture whatever uuless you can call a rough board bench an article of furniture, As to morals not much can be said in favor of the people. The Government supports a school which is free to all children, and strange as it may seem, these people are anxious to have their children educated. A priest has charge of the school, and the doc trines of the Catholic church aretaught, for it is hardly necessary to say the Cape Verde Islands are Catholic in religion. IiANDING ON THE DARK CONTINENT. "We gladly bade farewell to St. Vincent the day alter our arrival, and left for the African coast. "On November 18, at noon, African land was reported, and a nnmber ot the expe dition went up on the deck and there, under the burning midday sun, had their first view oi tbe Dark Continent. All that could be seen at this time was one of the peaks of the Sierra Leone mountains, many miles away. By 4 o'clock we were but a short distance off, and the mountains on one side of the Sierra Leone river and the low coast with palm trees on the other were plainly visible. The country looked truly tropical. In an hour we had anchored opposite Free Town. This city is the capital of the En glish colony of Sierra Leone and has a popu lation of 30,000, nearly all of which is native. It is situated just in front of a mountain, which lorms a pretty background. Part way. up the mountain are the.barracks, occupied by the English troops. November 19 will be a day long remem bered as my first day In Africa. A few minutes after 9 o'clock I stepped Upon Afri can soil for tbe first time. Had I landed at Free Town blindfolded and ignorant of the same of the jeountry I should upon first sight of the surroandings hays neogoiMd It 5, 1890. as Africa. The lazy' natives standing and sitting upon the ground in crowds, clad in their native costume and many almost un clad, together with the beatiful palm and cocoannt trees, presented a scene indeed characteristic and made real the pictures I had seen in books descriptive of Africa. Before I had gone many hundred feet a large blacs man approached me with un covered head and addressed these words to me: "Howd' you do, master." He spoke fairly good English and inquired where I wished to go, expressing great willingness to take me anywhere. For his services In showing me to the postofBce and United States Consuls office I gave him three pence. After being furnished with a reliable man by the Consul who is a native of Sierra Leone, I started with my anthropometric instruments and detective camera for a tour amohg tbe natives. Campbell, my man, took me to a market where hundreds of natives stay all day long with provisions for sale. The place is a ravine with the ground de scending from the street to a distance of 1,000 leet below and toward the river. This ravine is not over 100 feet wide, and was literally filled with natives of many tribes. There was not a bench or seat in the place, so the ground held the people and provi sions. Through this dense mass of African hnmanity, led by my man, I made my way looking as I went lor victims for physical measurements. I soon spied one with very scant' clothing, for clothing is a positive hindrance to accurate anthro pometric work. The native selected was, as I learned from my guide, one of the Mendi tribe. He was persuaded to accompany ns to a spot out of the sight of the crowd, as I thought. Here in the burning sun I began my work, and before 20 measurements were taken, men, women and children were crowding about me, expressing the greatest curiosity and amusement I never heard such a "jabber" of tongues. At least 20 tribes were represented in this crowd, which had now swelled to a number of nearly 200, as learned by the actual count of my man. Notwithstanding all this demonstration, which I greatly feared would cause my sub ject to prohibit my work, I completed the some, paid him for the privilege given me, and at once pushed outthrough the crowd." Free Town offers very unusual opportuni ties for anthropological work for the reason that there are as many as 30 different tribes found there. Each of these tribes speaks a dialect which is not easily understood by tbe others. All degrees of civilization are readily discerned, from the natives who live in rude huts and wear nothing but a loin cloth to those fully civilized and educated. On the same street one will meet the rude savage with shaved head and tatooed face and the well dressed and-polite black gentle man who explains his unfortunate brothers' appearance and actions as due to ignorance. AN EXPENSIVE PTrKStnr. I spent the greater part of the afternoon in taking photographs, and it may be interest ing to know something of my" experience. The natives have learned to consider it quite a favor to allow the white man to take their photographs, and to such an extent that they value the same at a price varying from a sixpence to a shilling, which makes it expensive for one who wishes a large number of photographs. When I had se cured all the pictures I wished with the de tective camera, and experienced difficnltyin getting natives to stand before the large camera, I used the following method: In most cases they ask you to take their picture when they observe your camera and say "shilling." I paid "no attention to those who were not desirable subjects, and to those whose photographs I was anxious to obtain, I would reply with gestures and English that would be understood, "No pay. It you want, I take nicture." Of course they ob jected when I would repeat the above words expressing no concern about the matter. In every case they agreed to stand, and in fact preferred to do so than not Thus I obtained photographs of all whom I wished. It is said that white persons who spend much time among the natives acquire the habit of using bad English. From simply the one day's experience or myself I can understand the reason for this. In order to be under stood you must speak as they speak, and use as few words as possible to express your thoughts. Free Town is likewise a good place to study religion, for the Christian, Moham medan and Boman Catholic are represented there. The majority of the Christian de nominations have churches, schools and missions in good condition. The Moham medans are very numerous and easily dis tinguished by their costume, which is the regular one of tbe believers in that re ligion. In the schools of Free Town there are 2,000 pupils. I visited one of the Wesleyan High Schools, which has over 100 pupils in attendance. This school is taught by a head master and several assistants, who are black men. The pupils made a very favorable im pression by their actions and the desire for knowledge which they showed. From my reception I judge that white vis itors are very enthusiastically received by teachers and pupils. It was very interest ing to observe the effect of education upon the natives as contrasted with those who do not yet share in the benefits. The powerful effects of education as a factor of civiliza tion were very noticeable. The condition of the people of Sierra Leone can be truth fully said to be due to the splendid coloniz ing policy of England. Their present con dition is such that with a continuation of the desire and efforts which they now sbow it will be improved and raised to" that of the better civilized world. All the members of the expedition have been engaged during the voyage in making preparations for tbeir work. This is es pecially true of the astronomers, who, with all the men they could draft from the ship's crew, have been very busy constructing in struments for photographing the eclinse. The fact tbat an entirelynew set of apparatus is to be used and that almost no time was given for its construction before the date of leaving New York has rendered a great amount of labor necessary. AH the pho tographing is to be done automatically bv means of an application made by Prof. Todd of a pneumatic organ valve, which is the invention of Mr. M. Yalle, of New York. One hundred plates will be exposed, each one at tbe proper time and with correct exposure without intervention on the part of anyone alter tne apparatus is started. The success of this apparatus will mark a great epoch in the methods ot eclipse photography. Claiee A. Ore. A QUAKER WOMAS'S WEAITH. The Strange Apparition Among Gneitk nt a Washington Party. New York Evening World.J Near the Capitol in Washington stands an old mansion embowered in trees. It has been hannted since 1820. Seventy years ago a Quaker family resided there. The lady was dignified, reserved and sad. She sickened, died, and the family disappeared. The honse then had a long and eventful history. Families moved in and rapidly moved out again. They told strange stories. Having always bad a strange iascinatlon for such things, I too rented the house. I was awakened the first night by a woman's shrieking voice and the heavy steps of a man on tne stairway. I threw open the door and all was quiet. I bought a re volver and the moment the shrieking com menced and the heavy steps reached the foot of the stairs, I opened the door quickly and fired. The curling smoke was all I saw and qniet reigned. We afterward gave a large party. The parlors, tbe porches, the balconies were thronged. The full moon shone brilliantly. Dancing was at its height Midnight was the honr. Suddenly a dozen ladies came rushing downstairs in a body. "Who is the dignified, sad:looking Quaker lady just gone upstairs so slowly and quiet ly?" they said. Not wishing to alarm them, I said, eva sively: "Ob, tbat is a neighbor. She loves to hear good music." A few nights afterward Mrs. B. was sit ting alone iu tbe parlor reading. Time, 11. A shuffling, rustling sound came up behind her; a shadowy form bent over, and withi a puff out went the light "We had enough of haunted houses, and next ctay JBQvedt WDEE FOR BEAUTY. Shirley iJare Discourses of the Dis comforts of Too Much Flesh. THE EDEKIC WAY OP EEDUCiNB IT. Why We Ought to Weigh Ourselves Every ffeek or Two. EMBOKPOUTD A 8EE10U8 DISEASE tWBrrnx yoa tot disfatcim "When I meet with a countenance which reveals to me the character oi a highly gifted person, whether in art, science or do mestic traits, I think I experience all the gratification which an artist would feel were he suddenly to come npon one of the works of the old masters in some unexpected nook or garret An expressive face speaks to the beholder in most unmistakable language. After one has acquired a knowledge of scientific physiognomy, he can never mis take a knave for an honest man, or a common-faced person for a genius. Neither will talent and goodness pass him unno ticed. And the face which he might have considered plain or homely, may, under the full blaze of physiognomical law, reveal traits of beauty and power." The obligation we all feel at having our own ideas put into expressive language will be felt toward the writer of these lines, from Mrs. Mary Olmstead Stanton's Physiog nomy, not yet published. Headers will rather thank than cavil at any freedom used in drawing upon this work, which is most original and highly suggestive on personal lulture as well as its own topic. We must understand tbe forms and faces about us, the significance of features and physical qusl ity, and the causes which produce them, before we can improve Spoil them. The most important to health, beauty, and vital ity is the bodily condition as to flesh. The first thing a judge of human beings will note is their balance of condition, toward plumpness or the reverse. Commanders used to selecting men for service instinct ively pronounce upon their weight at sight. The first" thing which strikes a man in judging of a pretty woman is her expression of face; then her bnild, as plump or slender. And politicians, when: in judging the tempers of men, instinctively calculate upon their physical condition. DANGERS OF StTPEKIXTJOUa SXESH. The big, fat, bulbous man is either hard to move irom his inertia, or very easy to in fluence, through his dislike to being dis turbed; while the lean and hungry Cassins is more difficult to deal with. There is sound physiological reason behind this in stinct Every ounce of overweight is so much deducted irom force of brain, muscle so much shortening of days and lessening of activities. If the direct influence of over-supply ol tissue, in destroying vitality, was understood, as demonstrable by facts and statistics, "superfluous flesh" would be as much a phrase of dread and dislike as superfluous hair is now, and with far greater reason. It is the first sign of physical degeneration; the clogging of energies within and the film upon the fine steel of mental keenness. Nature has its exact weights and measures for each person, to exceed which is loss of force and invitation to decay. No steam engine has its parts so exactly balanced as the human frame. Its heart must beat, its breath be drawn so many times a minute no more and no less to keep it in good working order; its food and its waste must be exactly proportioned to its exertions of mind or body, or the want of repair is mani fest .Loss or flesh is no injury so long as actual wasting and shrinkage of the muscles do not occur. The quality of muscle also differs; It may be a bundle of mere thin cordage, hardened by use, and innervated to tbe extremest fiber, by abundant nervous fluid, from a brain kept in full play and triis sort of nerve-steel in thin, rackboned Zouvave regiments, recruited from the exposure and privations of the streets, will endure hard ships in campaign better than lads from easy homes. Or, how wiry housekeepers will go through a year of hard work which those -refuse who were never bred to it. A surgeon will tell from the fiber under his knife that exercise and tension have indurated a muscle, just as we can tell tbe nestf of working cattle from stall-fed beef, or tbe whip-cord sinews of a racer from the muscles of an easy saddle horse. .So the gaunt and lean may have vast endurance, albeit without a pound of fat to pad the hardened muscles into round ness. But, beyond that conservative rounded spareness, which is nature's choicest outline for dancer or athlete, every pound additional not only DETBACTS PBOM BEAUTY bnt from life. No one who has realized the high condition implied in agreeable out lines, without an ounce of superfluous flesh, the free play and command of limb and brain, the swift wits ready on call of emer gency, the flash of vision through dimness and questioning, which beset derogate mor tals, who spend in poor digestion the nerve force which should lend them light no one, I say, who knows this clear and blissfnl state of body, can ever be patient with any inferior state. We eat more than the body consumes in activity; more than enough to keep up the three days' provision of dainty, comely flesh; which is all the ration natnre wonld cumber us with and the outlines lose their sinewy grace, the motions their readiness, the wts their promptness. Fat about the hips disfigures the gait and clop's treathinp. as it iniDedes the dia phragm in its movements. About the heart it lessens arterial action the veins swell, the breath grows a snore, the lnngs work more slowly and laboringly, and the color assumes an even, purplish, or pasty tinge in the face. Napoleon lost his battles when he grew corpnlent, and fat witted, by compari son with the lean, ambitious corporal of Tonlonne. Men lose their caution and caoac ity as they grow stout, and take to question able policy in business, or postpone action which would insnre success out of the sloth bred by a few unnecessary pounds of flesh. Lord Byron was wise to watch over his ten dency to corpulence as he did; and if he had not relaxed his care, and grown stout co quetting with Italian landladies, he might have pulled through his attack at Misso longehi, and found life worth living after all. "WATCH YOUB WEIGHT. We ought to keep as close watch of physi cal condition as oi tne state oi our teetn; and it would be well to make a practice ot being weighed once a week or fortnight, at least, to keep trace of one's state. And any deviation from the right weight, by three pounds, should receive immeJiate correction. A bath or two, a long walk, or light diet for two or three days, will reduce one to fair proportions; when corpulence, once fixed, would be a life's labor to overcome. It is a mistake to say that overplus of flesh is ever tolerable in man or woman. We put up with the sight of it as long as it is not abso lutely enormous; but compare the stouter outline with the more graceful one, as others see it, and it will seem worth care and self-denial to preserve tbe latter. A certain amount of bodily exercise every day, to balance brain work, living on deli cate, lean meats, or game, with salads, green vegetables, fruit and light desserts, will control the first tendency to stoutness whenever it comes on. And, this under stood, fine men and refined women will no more endnre losing the grace of youth, and sinking into middle age solidity, than they will take to false teeth. But, when flesh is a fixed, uncomfortable fact, blurring the clear lines of the face, aud obliterating the figure, don't fly to Banting for relief. There is a surer way, which a California physician has brought into notice with marked success. His idea is that uncooked lood will not tend to flesh; and he keeps bis patient for months on a diet of trult grains, nute and vegetables, in ItheirMtural sUt. Ihk fcaWwtaatei by' the fact that animals or poultry to be fat tened are fed upon cooted food. The system "is not a bad one to try in California, where the variety of fruits through the year are a constant temptation. Two friends tbere. who had grown apoplectic with the excellent dinners of an Oakland chef, reduced their weight to the proportions of trim yonth by this means. At noonthe lunch table revealed a Japanese tray, with many compartments, one of which held a handful of new wheat, another olives, lychee nuts, pinon nuts, rice and filberts. Fruit of different sorts, melons and grapes, graced tbe table. Occasionally raw oysters, shrimps and cresses varied the meal. Taken leisurely, with plenty of laughter and wit, the fare was not so bad as the corpulence; and it worked wonders. In a few months, tbe experimenters conld hardly have been known for the same peo ple, they were so IMPEOVJH) IN PIGTXEE and complexion. Don't say you had rather keep tbe flesh than try the cure. You would not say so if you conld contrast your re dundant breadth with your former elegance of form. When Mr. "Edison invents that new graphophone which will show us our selves precisely as others see us, there will be a hasty call upon all methods of improve ment, Edison or any other, and trouble, a denial of apppetite, will hardly be counted. , The subject is really a serious one for nealth and success, as well as beauty. So many men and women lose prestige, drop ont of society and active life through the in action bred of increasing flesb, that the dis ease needs prompt check. For it cannot be too strongly urged that unnecessary flesh is a disease springing from many hygienic con ditions, and certain to work mischief if not early checked. Checked it can be, without painful or dangerous methods, although self-denial is required. The lady who so ueruicaiiy went tnrougn the Califor nia ordeal was well known in her youth as one of the most beautiful women of New England, a sumptuous brunette with perfect features, and Italian eyes and love of color. With her grace and clearness of complexion restored, she it now a favorite entertainer oi London so ciety, giving lectures and recitals of her own composition, HkeEthelberta in Mr. Hardy's peculiar novel. Some one who saw her, speaks of her in, St. James' Hall standing dressed in white damask, like the draped figure of a goddess, tne deep rose on her cheeks, her brilliant, liquid eyes and crown of dark ruffled tresses completing a picture which draws the-elite of English aristocracy to admire. She amasses wealth and moves in charming society, and the result seems quite worth her three months cenanceon pinennts, chestnuts and grapes in her Cali fornia garden home, Her husband was equally successful, al though his figure was the worse for years of good living at home and under the tempta tions oi the best continental cookery. If a bon-vivantof50, with a figure it wonld be flattery to call stout, which bad remained so for years, can reduce himself to trim propor tions for a frock coat, it is certainly all that can be expected from Edenic or any other diet, Shieley Dabs. HOHTLNG BI FIEE-LIGHT. How Woodcock Are Killed With Cane Out In Mississippi. New York Herald.i "I shall never forget" said a New Yorker, "the peculiar woodcock hunt I once had away down in Mississippi. I had gone there to look after some extensive yellow pine lands, and was stopping at the house of a man named James Anderson, on the edge of Pearl and Hancock counties, near where Sullivan and Kilraia had their prize fight last summer. It is a wild and sparsely settled country, and is fnll of game. Black bear is plenty in the endless swamp skirting Pearl river, and deer and turkey are found in abundance. The woods are perfectly alive with small game. One day Jim Anderson came up to me and remarked that it was a useless expenditure of powder to shoot woodcock. " They're nooty good eatm'," he said, 'but ain't wutb shootin'. .uwi mv ;wu aim tu&iui A MbCU " 'Why, we just hits 'em with sticks. "I knew that there were enough wood cock about to bag some with sticks, but X confess that 1 was mystified by Jim's sug gestions. He invited me to participate that very night in a stick hunt by firelight "It was about 9 o'clock when we left the house and went to an old disused field, which had grown up in sumac bushes, small pines and shrubbery of various kinds. Under Anderson's direction we separated and moved throngh the bushes from 20 feet to 30 yards apart, now and then beating the bushes with our sticks. We hadn't been at this driving process more than five minutes when the silence of the forest about was broken by whirs from every direction. The place was liter ally alive with woodcock. One wonld spring up from between your legs, with his startling whir, and, blinded by the glare from the blazing torches, dash against some other member ot the party or tumble back to earth, dazed by the lights. Once in a while a bird would fly against the torch and fall singed to the gronnd. "Fun! Well, I should say so. I never had so much exercise in so small a space and so short a time in my life. It was whack! whack! every second or two, and, of course, as we missed most of onr shots, onr arms were kept swinging up and down continually. We were at the work for an hour and a half, and in that time killed or captured alive 62 woodcock. 1 LONG STfiING OF $5 BILLS. A Traveler Carries Uncut Bank Kates an Astonishes a Crowd. .Philadelphia Inqnlrer.1 A toll, block-whiskered man was leaning over the desk at the Continental Hotel last night conversing with several friends. Pull ing a plethoric wallet from his pocket ha took therefrom a long sheet of $5 bills, just as they came from the Treasury Department. His friend inquired what they were. "Onlj advertisements," was the reply. "They're given away now with tea instead of the usual cbromos." By this time there was quite a crowd aronnd the black-whiskered man eagerly examining the bills. Soma thought they were genuine bills, while others', who had never seen bills in this shape before, as there were nearly a yard of them, really thought they were advertise ments, and would not have bought the whole lot for S cents. "You're all just like the fellow out in St Louis. He was a clerk in a store, and when I bad made a purchase I asked him for a pair of shears and proceeded to cut off a bill. Yon should have seen the man's eyes. They stood out so that yoa could have knocked them off with a stick. Tbe outcome of the matter was that he refused to take them. Just at that minute the proprietor came from the office, and, seeing the status of the case, discharged tbe man, but after I had explained the case we all had a good laugh' 'Why do!" carry them in that way? I guess well I suppose to have a little fun; " that's all. I have a friend, a cashier in a-- Daut, and he lets me have tnenr. xiei s ad journ and have a B. and S. and see what tho" barteeper has to say. BADAM'S MICROBE KILLER CUBES AT.r. DISEASES. The claim to cure an diseases, may at flnt glance seem very absurd; bnt after reading onrj namnhiet giving iiuiurj ut ujo iuicsooa Killer, explaining the germ theory or. disease,4 and reaUIUK uur Kuiuvuuia, nwwu VIUVOCUU- Mnaivfilr there is no disease it will not cure. tbe truth of onr assertion becomes clear. No person suffering from any blood, chronic or contagions disease should let a day pass with- -ont getting ana reading this interesting book, " which will be given away or mailed free.. 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