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me up some of the finest pearls that lie
there, such lack of faith trill merely in
crease my own in yourself, since it is never
hard to associate distinction with modesty.
But here we are, almost at Eric's very
doors. You are doubtless tired, and I have
come to meet you, I am well aware, with a
kind of pitiless unexpectedness."
As the King passed he put his hand into
that of Alonzo, letting it rest there with a
transient yet earnest- pressure. Nothing
could have been more simply royal than the
wav in which he performed this quiet act
while standing at the arches and ivy-muf-fied
gateway which led to Eric's monastio
residence oidark pray stone. To Alonzo
his depar ure aud that of his merry court
were as graceful as had been their coming
and their salutations but abrief while since.
When they had all passed away toward the
prand approaches of the neighboring pal
ace be turned to Erio with an agitated sob
in ths throat.
"For a poor devil like myself, old fellow,
such goodness positnely is painful!"
Eric fondly took his arm, and they
walked together below the Gothic gateway
up toward the little round-towered medie
val abode which rose just beyond. '"My
dear Lonz, this is one of the happiest mo
ments I have ever known since I came to
Baltravia, and saying that certainly is say
ing much. But for you to call youiself a
"poor devil" you, whom I once envied as
the luefciest of mortals, with your talents,
Sour good looks and your millions! It's
ke dreaming a grisly dream."
"I never had any real talents, Eric.
Like my good looks, they're only something
you've dreamed."
"Preposterous! You're slow, I admit."
"Slow? I'm the merest plodder."
"But some day you might produce a mas
terpiece. And some day I believe vou wilL
As it was, all that wealth stood in the way
of it. 2ow your luxury slips from von like
a purple robe, and below it is the dress of
plain taffetas that an occasional paint stain
will rather adorn than harm. Besides, you
will have another potent incentive."
"You meau ?"
"Leisure. Most r-en who lose their
money arc in a turmoil of distress about
their "butcher's bills. But after all, though
the salary offered you by the King is not
precisely enormous"
"He is exceedingly liberal, Eric."
"Still, for Saltravia, it can't be called
meager. And you will find, my dear Lonz,
that it possesses one pungent charm you
can so often draw it with an entirely guilty
conscience."
"I see. You mean that I shall not have
much to do."
4'You will have a great deal to do, in one
sense little in another. The King, you
know, is enormously rich, and has, notwith
standing his many chanties, a passion for
purchasing and possessing what is beautiful
in art Ke will require you, at the end of
every three months or so, to show him a
certain proof of faithful stewardship."
"I quite understand, Eric I must ac
count to him lor the sums of money that I
have expeu-ied."
"Good Heavens!" cried Eric, giving one
of his laughs which smote the bland even
ing air'ith almost (lute-like sweetness;
"yon must do nothing of the sort. II you
fail to convince Clarimond that you have
made your purchases with avoidance of al.
rash and reckless economies that you
have, in other words, been prudently and
discreetlv extravagant I am not at a!l sure
what adverse views he may adopt regarding
your proper endowments lor the position
you nave assumed. .He would prefer to
take lor granted that vou have broueht
him treasures of art which have been rather
chosen for their excessive ideal value as
bits of true beauty than because fashion or
false tradition had touched them with any
vulgar spell. But I babble on, and you are
fatigued. You long for your bath, for a
change of linen, and then for a quiet little
dinner, at which you may wash down more
of mv inanities with some really choice
wine, a gift from the King himselt"
They nrt-sently passed within doors, but
before they did so Alonzo begged to linger
a few monicnU on tjie terrace which they
had now ascen;lfi.,i The huge hills had
deepened from j"j,lji."to the mellowest azure,
and the hart vHf btta3 Kl'tnmered below
a heaven ?wi?5vM Yas but newly in-
kTadf Jft1 j ia tw'rijif s of earlier stars.
"U Vith sorae'aifir " luc, i"":0
1B-fc O.'flfMV in the
casern ,t': ,7.. "IT'JftB, of the
J i',,i in jr,ytB u lue ulqvuiiue
diiln HtjSedapale pool of skv
thartT-Ke mountains flanked like
cossts, srJpjd way between either, like a
water liuy of throbbing fire, burned the
evening star. Freshening each instant with
the advent of darkness, a breeze played at
so brisk a speed along the valley that you
might wonder how it could bear such heavy
odors of pine, ot garland flowers and of tt ilil
flowers as well, in its viewless but dewy
clasp.
The dwelling of his friend, as Alonzo
soon found, was in no way suggestive of be
ing inhibited by a King's petted idol. So
brietv and simplicity prevailed everywhere,
yet the cloister-like sombreness never be
came too grave, and now and then it re
vealed bursts of refreshing brilliance in a
fall of rare tapestry or a stretch of blazoned
window. While the two friends tarried
late that evening in the groined dining
room, with its tall wax candles (having
been left to their cigars, coflee and Bur
gundy bv a servant of perfect training),
thev talked of many thirgs. But chief
among these topics the recent troubles of
Alonzo stood forth. He had told all which
had passed between himself and Kathleen,
finally adding:
"I oon't altogether approve my own con
duct, now that I lookback upon ft."
"Approve it!" exclaimed Eric. "My
dear bov, you arc delicious. "Why, it's just
as if Caligula should declare to-day that he
had behaved a trifle impolitely yester
day." ".Really, Eric, I was not prepared "
"To be called cruel? Of course you were
not. You expected to have me agree with
you that you've been a martyr."
"I have been to that horrible Jin, Ken
naird." "But by your own showing yon quite de
feated her. Kathleen was willing to defy
her authority."
"Willing yes."
"And you wanted the poor girl to pros
trate herself before you in an ecstacy of
submission. Of course you did. All lovers,
in like circumstances, da Don't bite your
lips and glare at me, dear Lonz. It shows
in you a new spirit of rebellion for whiih I
am totally unprepared. Al1 ays before
this you have recognized my right to scold
yon when you deserved it."
"But you've never before scolded me un
justly, Erie. Let us talk, however, of
something else. How is it that you, so
sapient in the1 nsy of lovers, have found no
wife among all these charming ladies of
Baltravia?"
"I marry a Saltravian lady!" broke from
Eric, while he nearly spilled the glass of
Chambertin that he was lifting to his lips.
"Yoa might as well talk of my marrying
some celestial creature w ho had lately ar
rived here from the planet Mars."
"What do you mean? I thought they
adored you."
"Some of them detest me, my dear Lonz."
"Ah! jealousy of the King?"
"Partly. But there's another cogent
reason. Many of them look upon me as a
hideous vandal."
"A vandal, you?"
"Yes, and it's so odd when one thinks of
it. A andal of culture! I swooped down
on their dear valley and shattered (at Clari
mond's command) its immemorial ugliness.
Talk of the romance of the past! Adobe
huts are scarcely dissimilar than were some
of their ancestral lodgments. Oh, yes, I've
been to them, as it were, a very barbarian
of civilization."
"But this was the King's tyranny, not
yours."
"They imagine that I have put all these
atrocious refinements into Cl.irimond'a
head. They realize that he is that anomal
ous and unprecedented person, a nineteenth
century King; but they blame me, at the
same time, lor aggravating his fallacies."
"Then they think it is a fallacy to believe
in surrounding oneself with beauty?"
"They prelcr to surround themselves
with memories. And they had many,
baltravia, you know, is ridiculously old.
Alter all, it was a very stern demolition. I
probably tore up hearthstones that were
eight or nine centuries old. I was quite
pitiless."
"Pitiless as Caligula?"
"Ah, Lonz, you're angry at met"
"No."
"Well, well, persevere in your grudge,
and you'll make me apologize. Here Erio
looked with melancholy at his half-consumed
cigar. "An apology, you know, is
the murder of a prejudice, ana I'm sofond
of my prejudices! They're my cherished
children. I spend half my time in training
them to live thrifty, renutable lives. Be
sides, we're not to begin our bachelor days'
together by even the semblance ot a quar
rel." Alonzo started. "Are we to liva here to
gether, you and I?" he asked.
"Not unless yon desire it."
"Oh, Eric!" And Alonzo's eyes fffled
with tears. "In this lovely castle!"
"A castle rjour vivre. my friend."
"But but, Eriol It's too infernaHyH
sweet of your
"Internally sweet is just what I want to
be called. It reminds me of fin de sieole
art. It makes me think of Leconte de
Lile's poetry. Baudelaire (as that wonder
ful saver of happy things, Oscar Wilde, not
long ago declared, when he dropped into
Saltravia and spent a few days in the pal
ace with Clarimond) is chiefly great as a
poet for having discovered the beauty In
ugliness. Nothing except that is left us
now in this unacademic age. The moment
that one is classical nowadays ho is de
nounced as commonplace."
But Alonzo was not listening. If his
wounded life needed a balsamic touch it
was just these tidings that here in" this
lovely valley, in this choice abode, he
should secure a lasting home with the friend
of his heart.
"It is too kind, too generous of jovl,
Eric," he at lengthfound voice to say. "And
when I make my trips here and there about
the continent you have decided that I am
alwavs to return to yourself?"
"Unless vou are verv bored. Then you
will be frank and tell me, and then we
shall certainly quarrel. For the instant I
become conscious that I have bored anybo iy
my egotism will leap forth like a tiger.
It's a crime of which no one has yet had
the audacity to accuse me. I keep a jew
eled Eastern dirk ready to plunge into any
such offender; for when he commits his
offence 1 wish my crime as an assassin to
possess at least the saving grace of pic'.ur
esqueness." "Oh, Eric, how good yon are, how good
you arc!"
"Crime," continued Eric, pouring himself
another glass of Burgundy, "w as never so
disreputably prosaic as now. That reminds
me, dear Lonz. I shall speak to the King
to-morrow on this particular subject. I
shall ask him if he will not kindly punish
any new act of assassination at which the
weapon used has been of an inferior and
vulgar sort, with something prettily six
teenth century in the way of torture pre
vious to tne actual infliction of death."
"I am back with you again in Paris,"
smiled Alonzo, while listening like this, to
all yourserious absurdities. But are you
sure that if I don't take the place of any
Saltravian bride I shall not stand in the
w ay of one with "a different nationality?
Yon tell me that the hotels off yonder by
the springs are often peopled by American
residents."
"Oh, yes. They come here in summer,
though they have not yet fully found out
the marvellous quality of the springs. You
see, beiore the unexpected accession of
Clarimond to the throne, Saltravia had been
for years in desuetude. The old King, his
kinsman, ill and half-blind for nearly
twenty years, had a loathing of foreigners,
and resisted even the requestor so august an
authority as the Emperr himsell that the
hotels should be redecorated and made at
tractive for a wholly new order of guests."
"And Clarimond has changed all that.
He opens his arms to Americans. And
you? Don't yon open your's to any one
feminine American in particular?"
Eric answered at first with a shrug. "My
dear boy, I've been so homily busy. Be
sides "
"Ah, there's a besides?"
"Oh, a very commonplaee one. If you
recall, I staid on in Paris for a good wile
after you left." His voice fell, and for an
instant there were tears in it. "Some day
I'll tell you just what happened. Only
don't ask'me until I offer to tell you, Lonz;
and that maybe never." He suddenly tossed
his large, virile head, and gave his yellow
beard a quick, nervous pull. In another
moment he was the old, radiant trifler, with
not a hint of that hidden sorrow, which, it
occurred to his hearer, that he might possi
bly never learn. "Frankly, as I've now
made up my mind, I could never marry an
American woman unless she were a mute."
"Eric! what do you mean?"
"The voice of the Ameriean woman, my
dear Lonz, is a horrorl"
Alonzo laughed. "Why except the Am
erican man?"
"I don't But one doesn't marry the Am
erican man."
"True. One doesn't. But I've known
not a few American girls whose voices "
"Of course you have. So have L Oh,
yes, these exceptions are vocally enchant
ing. But the ordinary girl of my own coun
try always reminds me, when she is charm
ing, of a splendid, full blown thistle. There
are few lovelier flowers than the thistle,
when seen in perfection. It has unique per
fume, and a symmetry that repays the clos
est observance. But try to pluck it and you
are sure to recoil."
"Bah!" replied Alonzo, laughing; "it's
the same affair with a moss rose."
Eric frowned with a great gloom. "Lonz
you have done the most scandalous injury.
I can pardon the man who smites me on the
cheek or who robs me from the person. But
for him who wantonly spoils one of my
smiles I can only cherish a Borgian
hatred."
Then they both broke Into a laugh, their
eyes meeting in anneal joyance under the
wax lights that beamed on their fruits and
wine. "I won't admit your hatred to be
quite Borgian," urged Alonzo, "for I'm
sure this velvet Burgundy hasn't been
poisoned."
"You poison it with your own sarcasms,"
returned Eric Then, after a slight pauses
"There will be a late moon to-night Shall
we watch it for a moment from the ter
race?" They were presently standing together on
the-stone walk outside, feeling their tem
ples fanned by a breeze that seemed to
blow straight from the ruddy moonrise at
which they gazed. The moon herself moved
through a lair of stagnant ebon cloud, edg
ing it w ith spectral' fire; but her light
flooded the hollow of a great gorge in tho
mountain just below her, and stole from its
coverts of clustered leafage shapes that
were mystic enough for the pictured
thoughts of a darkened souk Alonzo had
some such fancy as this, and had just lost
himself in the easy witchery ofjt, when
his friend's voice roused him with a faint,
impatient cry.
"What is it?" he said, starting as if from
a real dream.
"Look the palace," replied Eric "It's
faiily ablaze with lights.
Alonzo turned and saw that this was true,
and that throDgs of shadowy shapes were
gathered in the grand courtyard before the
wide-flung illumined doors. Suddenly the
crackings of whips were hcanLNind three or
tour vehicles that might have been coaches
of state rolled into momentary distinctness,
and were then swallowed again by the
gloom.
"She has crossed the frontier once more,
after numberless threats," muttered Eric
"Intolerable woman, to come at such a time
as this! But so like her so like her! It has
all been premeditated, just to cause talk
and give trouble. Hark! They are cheering
her.
Alonzo listened, and heard a volume of
sound by no means deafening.
"Is it not absurd?" pursued Eric
"It's like an opera bouffe with a grand
chorus of Saltravian citizens, you know,
about two dozen strong. And what's ab
surder still, she's horribly unpopular here;
they quite detest her."
'Of whom, pray, are yon speaking?"
asked Alonzo, with evident interest
"Of the Princess of Brindisi, mother of
the King, and the most insolent and arro
gant woman in Europe."
2b be Continued next Bunday.
There's hardly a point on the Continent
where Dr. Bull's Cough Syrup is unknown.
THE
STUDYING THE PLAY.
Bill Ifyo Investigates Mathematical
Accuracy Upon the Stage.
FASHIOff KOTES FOE BOTH 8EXE8.
Etiquette Often Keqrires Dress Bnils4 B
Worn in the Morning.
WOKE TOLL Bui BOMB UEW CWJTHES
f COTraSSPONOEJTCK OT THE BI8TATOJM
New Yoke, Oct 23. Recently I went to
the London theater for an afternoon of pure
and innocent delight The London theater
is not so English as I had expected to find
it from its name. It is an American theater
where one can see a play that is mathemati
cally and dramatically accurate.
Friends of mine told me to go there and
study the mechanism of a play so that
when I write another border drama I can
see how to put the border on without
puckering the drama. I can never be
thankful enough that I did so. I put
in the entire afternoon studying the con
struction of a play that has been thrilling
the Bowery for a long time In this play
a maid with a feather dnster is seen at the
beginning of the first act dusting the parlor
and trying to think of her piece." This is
well done and dramatically accurate. The
plot now proceeds to unfold itself. In
the second actaillain appears with pink
whiskers made for a smaller man. He
moves about the stage to melancholy music
IMPEESSIONS OP EVA HAMILTON.
The piece all the way through is so dra
matically accurate that I could go out for
an hour and know exactly where they would
be when I came back. But I went there
mostly to 6ee Eva Hamilton. I wanted to
see how she would succeed as an actress. I
thought that if she acquitted herself nicely
I could write a play for her next year. But
she did not do very well. She wore yacht
ing clothes and a scared look, but her voice
was as devoid of emotion as that of John L.
Sullivan, and her statements were as devoid
of sympathetic effect as those made by the
man who calls trains in the JXnion depot at
Pittsburg.
Go home, little Eva. Go back to your old
life, whatever it may be. Do not attempt
to be emotional when an Eastside audience
frightens you and your lines light out like a
scared jack rabbit at the early dawn. It is
high time you called a halt Go not to the
quiet grave of that deluded man whose name
you are pasting on the deadwalls in order to
get new clothes and bait the old deadfall for
new victims. I am glad the press united on
this evil angel of a soft hearted man whose
life was ruined by her. Such women dis
courage a young darmatist like myself from
writing the great American play. Let us
change the play.
FASHIONS FOE MALE BIPEDS.
Men's clothes this fall in New York will
present more bright colors than heretofore,
and the cherry, scarlet, crimson and other
bright Bhadesfor scarfs, mainly in satin,
are very noticeable. I writs these items
regarding men's apparel because very many
friends sort of look to me as authority each
season, and expect me to furnish tips on
etiquette and clothing, as I am constantly in
touch with the highestand best authority.
Four-in-hands now are now no longer the
only scarf that is tied by the proprietor.
There are two or three of them which re
quire a steady nerve, a Christian spirit and
an outside income It is no longer de rigger
to part the coat tails and arrange them in
the lap on sitting down. It has been ta
booed because it gives the impression that
one is too thoughtful of his clothing, and
economy and ettiquette do not harmonize
Gloves will run in various shades of tan and
black and tan; also the color of the Colorado
and Colorado Claro cigar. A navy blue
cheviot suit with a tan colored glove makes
a very pretty contrast The cheviot in dark
blue and black will be very popular.
Efforts will be made to force into favor tho
old-fashioned vest, made of all kinds of
brocaded, twilled and startling designs, but
quiet people who desire to lead different
lives will adhere to the vest made of the
same material as the suit
WHEN DRES9 SUITS WILL BE WOE2T.
Full dress will be worn this winter in
New York after 6 o'clock and until day
light on the following morning. It will
also be worn on the following day by men
from" Staten Island and New Jersey who
have missed tho night boat Nothing can
look sadder than the mail from Perth Am
boy who is coming home at noon in a dress
suit which has a little chocolate eclaire
down the front to remind him of the an
nual dinner of the Society for the Preven
tion of Publicity for Charity.
A movement is now on foot to open a sort
of gents' exehauge, to be called the Subur
ban Gents' Consolidated Exchange, where
Studying a Play.
out of town men may drop in and shuck
their business suits and assume the evening
dress, then after the dinner, If still suffi
ciently lucid, they may swap back and go
home. There have been, of course, small
places of this kind before, bnt this is to be
arranged on a larger and broader plan than
ever before known, and a competent person
will preside at all hours.'
A great improvement in men's apparel
this year will consist of the coat shirt,
which is open the entire length in front and
o therefore saves that terrible wear and
tear of the soul caused by climbing hand
over hand up the dark interior of a hot and
freshly-ironed shirt
GETTING ISTO A SHIET.
Let those whose lot has been a more
pleasant and accessible one speak sneeringly
and lightly mayhap of the man whose sex
has doomed Him to a life of unceasing
struggle upward through one of these stiff
and airtight garments, but to a man whose
hair has been worn off in this way it is no
laughing matter. Nearly all laundresses
pin the shirt together at the neck, and no
man is ever prepared for this, so he drifts
farther and farther away from that direct
and narrow way which I am "told is ex
tremely lonesome The coat shirt is not
open in the back, but otherwise of course is,
to the casual observer, similar to the shirt
in common use except that it may be put on
without the usual affidavits.
The chest protecror worn in the evening
oyer the shirt front, with evening dress, is
growing in favor along with the lung pad,
the liver pad and the foot pad. Those
who cannot afford the gorgeous satin chest
covering, which costs from $10 to 512, will
find a cheap and pleasing substitute in the
Sunday paper. Some put the street vest
on underneath the shirt on cold evenings.
This gives to the thin and narrow chested
WW
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PITTSBURG- DISPATCH,
child of wealth a better figure also and ob
scures his bright and piercing wishbone
Try it
A BONNET OF BLTJEJAY'S BREAST.
Ladies will .have different clothes this
year throughout A great deal of mauve
is to be worn this year, also green and
every shade of browns and chestnut Soft
and fussy effects will be sought after con
siderably. A nice warm bonnet direct
from Paris, is made of a neat little bluejay's
breast with satin strings which tie under
the chin. A very fascinating bonnet for
street wear during the more bitter cold
weather will consist of a mauve rosette
with muskrat skin ear tabs. For skating
and Christmas merry-making a dainty little
beetle with narrow velvet strings makes
a cozy and very healthful hat for cold even
ings under the wintry sky.
Guipure and Venetian laces will be nsed
to keep Jack Frost out of the otherwise ex
posed chest of society. Shoulder capes
will be more brief this year than usual so
as to show the figure Those who have
abandoned the corset will wear the Paisley
or Bay State shawl. ' Corsets will be worn
TM Umbrella Fiend.
by those who prefer them, and there will be
no fuss made oyer the fact More inde
pendence will be shown this year than
usual, both among the women and the men,
in the matter of dress. This is a hopeful
sign. The newspaper paragrapher has done
much, I believe, to kill off the extremist
and the toady. Comfort will be the first
thing to consider.
FATE OF THE SOUVENIE SPOON.
Table etiquette will continue to be in
favor among those who can afford it The
souvenir spoon will hold its place for the
winter, perhaps, but not longer. Those who
retain their faculties will not go very
largely into the purchase of spoons that are
so heavily embossed and oxydized in the
bowl that they injure the teeth and inflame
the mouth.
The true gentlemen who remain seated In
the street car while elderly ladies cling to
the roof and stand up in the aisle, will con
tinue to ostensibly slumber or read the
paper and thus endear themselves to the
public
The man with the wet umbrella, who eats
onions and then seeks to conceal tho fact by
the use of stimulants, will still continue to
frequent crowded cars and rest his elbows
on the bosom of the meek merchant from
the country.
Money will be plenty this winter amon
well-to-do people, it is said, and should
they fear a temporary stringency the rem
edy is easy, for they will only have to skip
a dividend or two, a practice wnicn is De
coming more and more popular among our
foremost financiers. Bill Nye.
THE TBAHSFEE OF POWZB.
Experiment of Can-Tine the Force of a
Water Fall Over a Hundred Miles.
.all Mall Budget
A momentous experiment has beea suc
cessfully made at Frankfort-on-Main. En
ergy in the form of the electric current has
been transformed from Lauffei 'ori" the
Neckar to tho Electrical exhibition at
Frankfort a distance of some 108 English
miles. The power is originally obtained
from a turbine placed in a channel of the
river Neckar. This turbite, which is of
300 horse-power, drivesa "rotation current"
dynamo, which converts the "energy" into
the form of a combination of alternating
currents. These currents are next "trans
formed" into a current of high pressure
and small strength the current which is
sent on its hundred mile journey to Frank
fort. It is transmitted through thres thin cop
per wires of no Biore than 4 mm. diameter.
These wires are erected in the same way as
ordinary telegraph lines. The poles to
which they are attached are eight metres in
height and placed at a distance of about
sixty metres from one another. The num
ber of poles employed amounts to about
3,000, and the necessary copper wire is of
about 930 kilometres length and 60,000 kilo
grammes weight It may be noted in con
clusion that the useful .nergy recovered at
at Frankfort is about 75 per cent of the en
ergy expended in Lauffen. About a quar
ter is lost on the journey.
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mended to me. About the middle of March
I concluded to try Pe-ru-na. I had not
taken half a "bottle until I began to im
prove My lungs were relieved of their
soreness and tightness, and my cough
stopped entirely. I used three bottles of it
and was completely cured, and have felt
better ever since than I bad for years.
Yours truly, W. T. POWELL,
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BUNDAy, OCTOBER 25,
THE DITINE - LOYE.
A Snpreme Ideal Set Up by the First
of the Commandments.
CHOICE MAKES LOYE POSSIBLE.
TteTree In the Garden of Eden 37aa Eeally
a Tree of Liberty.
BET. HE. HODGES' 6TODAY SEEHOH
rWBITrEI POR THI OISPATCH. 1
We ought to love God. It !s our duty to
love God. We are commanded to love God.
"Thou Bhalt love the Lord thy God, with
all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and
with all thy mind, and with all thy
strength." The Old Testament and the
New Testament unite in emphasizing that
injunction. It is not likely, however, that
text ever persuaded anybody Into loving
God. Love laughs at injunctions, pays no
heed to duty, absolutely cannot be com
manded. Obedience can be got that way,
but love, never.
It is of the very nature and essence of
love that it must grow in a willing heart
Figs will grow on thistles quite as readily
as love at the word of law. There is no
such thing as love by regulation. Love is
the manifestation of an nntrammeied choice
If the choice is hindered, unwillingly di
rected, made under dictation,it is no choice,
and the object chosen is not loved. Proba
bly God sent temptation within reach of
man that he might thus make it-possible for
.us to really love Him. The test of love is
preference Love comes out into the light
and is discovered when there is a choice to
be made between two, or for and against
THE DOCTKJNE OF FEES WILL.
Man, hedged about with imperative inno
cence, without a chance to choose between
God and the devil, compelled to obey God,
having no way of showing any voluntary
loyalty to God, would never have loved God.
God set that forbidden tree in the midst of
Eden that man might use His gift at will,
and might thus be able to render God a will
ing service; that is, a loving service He
took away bondage and compulsion when
He planted that old tree in Eden. That
was a liberty tree. That was the one fact in
the world which kept man from being a ma
chine With that great tree shading his
path, man was a man, haying the power of
choice, a responsible being, the possessor of
a free wilL
And so able to love God. Every tempta
tion, every opportunity to do wrong, from
Eden down, has given man a chance to vin
dicate his manhood, to choose as a man may
and show God that he loves Him. The best
way in the whole world'for a man to show
his love for God is to say "no" to the devil
and to stand up on the side of God. But
we must not do that because we are com
manded to do it, because we are afraid not
to do it, but because we want to do it; if
there is to be any real love in it Love
must be the free choice of a willing heart
Love cannot be commanded.
THE IDEAL OF THE BIBLE.
The purpose of the great commandment
is not to establith obedience, but to pro
claim an ideal. The spirit of it is not that
we must love God because we must, but that
God wants us to love Him. The two snpreme
commandments of the gospel show us that
sort of man that God approves of. They
hold up an ideal They reveal the Divine
standard of human manhood. The manliest
man to be found nnvwhere in this creat
kfamily of God is he who loves God with all
his heart, and soul, and mina, ano sirengin;
and who loves his neighbor as he loves
himself.
But if we desire to love God better than
we do, we will have to find some other text
than that to help us. Take this one: "We
love Him because He first loved us." God
loved us. Before Christ came, bringing
that'message 'from the divine Father, and
writing it in the sight of all the world over
the arms of that Good Friday cross on Cal
vary Hill, people deemed it too good to be
true In days of prosperity, in the sun
shine, in the strength of health, and in the
time of content, it was thought that per
haps it might be true Up above there,
somewhere among the everlasting stars,
there might, perhaps, be a beneficient Crea
tor, a kindly Euler, possibly a loving
Father. But
WHEN THE SUN WENT DOWN
and darkness came down upon the earth,
when adversity nd accident lay in wait
along the path, when pain came and death
after it, and all things seemed to be going
wrong, almost everybody lost sight of that
beautiful dream. It was uot true God
did not care. God is not love. The psalm
ist and the prJphets who had" better eyes
than other people to see God, somehow
kept their faith. But others lost heart,
feared God, but did not love Him.
The truth is. there is no revelation of the
love of God in all the pages of the Book of
Nature; 1 mean ot that side ot God s love
that touches us as individuals. History
teaches plainly enough, moBt people think,
that God cares for the race God has all
these centuries been teaching and bettering
the race. He has seemed sometimes to be a
stern schoolmaster; He bos punished those
who would not learn His lesson with inevit
able and unsparing severity, listening to no
excuses, never pardoning human ignorance;
that is, so far as this' world goes. And that
is inst as far as man can see But it has all
been for the best That is plain enough.
We can look back now and see that All
the plagues and the famines, all the wars
and the martyrdoms we can see their place
in the general bettering of human life The
world has all along been growing better.
This year, which is getting now into its last
months,, is the best year that men ever lived
in since the year 1. God cares for the race.
He ib a careful Father, possibly a loving
one, at least that far.
CAEE FOE THE INDrVTDTJAL.
That might be an argument for the reality
of- God's love for you and me. We belong
to the race. Our good and evil fortune is
inextricably intermingled with the fortunes
of the race. Whatever is good for the
world at large or, perhaps, I would better
say, whatever has been good for the world
at lanre in the past helps us Our breth
ren all along have died that we may live.
Over and over men have gone to death, as
the Russians marched into that tragic ditch
of Schweidnitz, that those who came behind
might pass over them and win the victory.
But how about those poor fellows down
there in the ditch? Did God love them
when he gave them death instead of tri
umph? You and I get into the black
shadow of pain, and we look up and the
face of God is hidden from our eyes. It
may be that our pain may Eomehow help
our brotherybut doesn't God care more,
then, lor our brother than he does for us?
God is love, St. John tells u We love
Him, St. John says, because He first loved
us. But docs God love us? Has uot God
deserted us, lost sight for us, forgotten us,
remembering only the great race of man?
And we realize the infinity of God; and we
remind ourselves that this whole planet is
but a grain of dust in the vast illuminated
universe of God; what is man, what is any
one individual, that God should be mindful
of him? Is not God mindiul only of the
race? The great God, out among the ever
lasting stars, must not a vast number of us
small creatures be set together before we
can be of size enough for God to see?
THE VALUE OF A MAN.
Of course, we have a ready and effectual
answer to that last fear of the human heart
God is a spirit, and the size of body matters
not with Him. No amount of material
substance can .compare in value with a
thinking brain. No weight of rock can
enter into competition with a souL- The
great sun, and all the suns melted together
into one vast white-hot furnace of intermin
able flame, are not worth a soul. Where
cver God finds z man He finds a being akin
to His own self, something indeed Divine
'Every man is of value, must in the very
1891
nature of things be of value, in the eyes of
God.
But when we ask if God really loves us,
then the book of nature has no satisfying
answer, and the pages of human philosophy
have no satisfying answer. "God is love
is not written so that we can be sure of it in
any book but one. "We have known and
believed the love that God hath to us;" that
was not 'spelled out with the alphabet of
common experience: a Christian said that, a
Christian apostle who had learned of ope
who was different from all other men, a dis
ciple of the Supreme Spiritual Master
whom the Father Himself instructed.
Christ is the only authoritative teacher of
the.lo've of God. We know and believe
the love that God hath to us, because Christ
has taught us.
TEACHINGS OF THE BIBLE.
Christ taught God's love for man in the
blessed words that He spoke. The Christi n
name for God is Father. God is our Father.
That is the one word in which is summed up
all that Jesus taught of Goi See how it
stands in the Christian religion at the very
beginning of the Christian Creed, "I be
lieve in God, the Father," and at the very
opening of the lips in the petitions of the
Christian prayer, "Our Father." Jesus
Himself said that name so lovingly, with
such a singular and memorable tenderness
in His tone.that they who heard Him speak
it never forgot the sound of His blessed
voice in the, syllables of the Syrian word.
And they set it down in the pages of the
Gospels untranslated just as He nrononnced
it, to come down to us a testimony to that
I.LU-3G auu uuuuuciiii, uuuuuai reiauuu wmuu
Jesus held with the Eternal. "Abba" was
the word for "Father" in the language of
that country. It was the name wnicn the
little Galilean children learned in their
cradles. Abba father. Jesus looked up
to tho great God and called Him, and
taught us to call Him, by that loving name
THE SMALLEST AND OBSCUEEST.
God is our Eather. All that Is true of the
tenderest and wisest fatherhood is true of
God. And nothing is true of Him, though
it be written in all the theologies, which
contradicts that name God is our own
Fatuer. "Behold what manner of love the
Father hath bestowed upon us, that we
should be called the sons of God." That
means God's individual knowledge of us. It
means God's individual care for each one of
us. Christ said, whatever our questioning
hearts may say, Christ said tor all who are
able to believe Him, able to trust Him, that
God does care Christ answered the uni
versal question. The heavenly Father
loves the smallest and obscurest of all His
children. Not one but of the whole great
number, not even the prodigals, are forgot
ten of God.
And Christ taught God's love in other
ways than by the lesson of his words. He
taught it by the lesson of his life For the
life of Jesus, even more than the words of
Jesus, was a revelation of God. We do not
need, I think, to go very deep into the pro
fundities of theology to see that God
must be better than any man; that is plain
enough. And the better a man is the truer
Is the revelation which he bears of God, the
higher the idea of God which he make3 pos
sible in the hearts of men about him.
EEVELATION THEOUGH THE SON.
And when you find an ideal man, a man
who sets a standard of manhood such as no
saint or hero in all history has ever
touched, before his day or since;
when you find such a man, snch a
divine man, is he not a revelation, and the
truest of all revelations, of the Most High
God ? The highest truth that has ever been
revealed, or discovered, or dreamed of about
God is that God is like Christ And that
truth must be true Henceforward, it be
comes impossible for one who honestly and
intelligently thinks about it to believe any
thing less than that God is like Christ
And every child knows how Christ was the
supreme incarnation of love To love men
as Christ loved them has ever since been the
unrealized ideal of every Christian bene
factor. How patient he was with the Ignorant,
how generous'in making all allowance with
the sinner, how full of sympathy with all
sorrow, how he went about doing good and
trying in all manner of ways to get mora
love into this unbrotherly world all this
Is written in the plain pages of the Christian
gospcL Christ gave us a better rule for
loving our brother than the second com
mandment He said that we should love
others as He loved us. That touches the
supremest possibility of human affection.
MISSION OF THE SAVIOB.
The Father does seem a long way off, and
very great, and incorporeal, and invisible,
and almost impersonal, and so, perhaps,
hard to love But it is not hard to love
Christ How can anybody help loving
Cnrist? And whoever loves Christ loves
God. "Whoever has seen Christ and known
Christ has seen and known the Father.
Christ is the very closest we can possibly
get to God.
Finally, Christ taught the love of God
lor us, not only in the life that He lived, but
in the death that He died. God is our
Father, and our Father loves us; and God
is like Christ, and so God loves us. But
that old question comes back sometimes, in
spite of that that old question about the
possibility of any union between love and
pain. Pain comes, and we begin to doubt
Then the cross teaches its wonderful lesson
of strength and comfort For here is Christ,
whom the Father loves supremely, set in
the midst of sorrow. His friends have for
saken Him; His enemies, who hate Him
without a cause, crowd in about Him; He
has experience of suffering; the shadow of
deatn iaiis auout mm, aim mc Biwy is uiac&
above Him. If pain means that God for
gets, then God has forgotten. Yet, out of
all these depths of anguish, out of all this
blackness of desolation, He who knows God
best of all who ever breathed looks up into
His Father's face, and calls Him Father.
We wonder if pain and love can really go
together, and behold here they are together
at the cross of Jesus. He whom God loves,
suffers; love unspeakable, suffering un
speakable Henceforth let no sorrowing
soul fear that God has 'forgotten. The
Father never forgets. The Father loves
eternally. Geoege Hodges.
A WONDEBFUL TOICYCLB.
The Hovel Machine for Locomotion In
vented by an Indiana Man.
Henry Gantz's unicycle Is rapidly ap
proaching completion out at Hazelwood,
says the Indianapolis Next, as on
excuse for printing the picture,
which is herewith reproduced. The
inventor, it is rumored, has not yet di6cov
covered how to guide the "critter," but
promises a completesolution of that ques
tion in a few days. He claims that he can
make 83 miles an hour with it, and that it
will cost no more than an ordinary bicycle..
If his invention la a success then the rail
roads ought to quit business, and ,Gantz
ought to pay taxes on $160,000,000 of invest
ed' railroad dead capital in Indiana. It is
suggested that persons wanting preliminary
practice for this wheel take it by rolling
down hill in a barrel or tying themselves to
a millwheeL
Store and office furniture to order.
Haugh & Keenan, 33 Water street,
su
BOULMGEH'S widow.
Crowds of Parisians Are Visiting Iler
Home at Versailles.
HO PABT1NG MESSAGE FOE HEE.
Uncomplimentary Stories About Baron
Hirsch and His Wealth.
THE HEBREW REFUGEES IN PARIS
rCOBRKSrOtniNCI OP THE DISPATCH.1
Paeis, October 15. Versailles! Ho for
Versailles! is the word for rich Paris in
October. A la Angiaise they go on the top
of the swellest of coaches, winding their
lines and cracking their whips over the
"backs of stylish four-in-hands. And at
Versailles one sees these days not the miles
of pictures in which are portrayed every
thing which this restless land has done, not
the dainty palaces of the Trianons, not the
royal playhouse, the little Swiss .village
where Marie Antoinette amused herself,
not even the Temple of Love he sees the
quiet home of the widow of General Bou
langer. Here, since the noble General abandoned
her for Mme. Bonnemain, she has b en liv
ing a quiet life of devotion and charity.
After the woman who had replaced her
died, in July last, she offered out of pity
f8r the General to go to Brussels and share '
his exile He never answered her letter.
When he erected the monument to his mis
tress in the cemetery at Brussels, he ar
ranged that it mark the ashes of three per
sons Mme Bonnemain, his mother and
sons Mme Bonnemain, nis moiuer anu
himself. When he wrote his farewell letter
to his friends and servants, September 29,
there was somethine for everybody but
Mme Boulanger. The whirlwind of pas
sion to which he abandoned himself blotted
out all tenderness, all consideration for the
mother of his children.
Mme Boulanger will receive a pension
$700 a year I think. He had nothing trom
the beginning of his exile The French
law gives the pension to a divorced widow,
when th act of separation is in her favor,
as in this case
Terdlct of the Parisians.
In Paris the news of the General's suicide
produced a wave of sympathy and even
tenderness. There was a feeling even among
the hostile that the sad end made jeers and
nnkindness out of place. The common ver
dict was well expressed by the woman at
the news stand I patronize: "A great Gen
eral, Mile, but feeble in the head." At
Brussels the Intimate friends of the Gen
eral had feared such an end. His grief has
been uncontrolled since Mme. Bonnemain's
death. On the broken column which
marked her grave he had engraved: '
MAKGITERITZ.
13 Secembre. 1833-15 Juillet, 19L
A bientot.
Abientotmeans simply "I shall see you
soon." In spite of the sadness of it one can
not suppress contempt for the weakness of
the end. The world had a right to look for
at least a soldier's death from General Bou
langer; instead-we have that of a 'ove-lorn
swain. Instead of the "Marseillaise" for a
death hvmn we have the lachrymose strains
of "Marguerite." Instead of a vigorous and
manly last word, we have a pitiful wall: "I
shall kill myself to-morrow, not because I
despair of the future of my party, but be
cause I cannot endure any longer the fright
ful loss I sustained two months and a half
ago." Had he been 18 we mizht nave for
given him; but M Baht
Enterprise of a Photographer.
A remarkable case of instantaneous pho
tography occurred at the scene of the
tragedy. A photographer was working near
the tomb, saw the General go to tho grave.
.hc!lrd the sound of the pistol, divined the
situation, and with a buslnoss-liKe prompt
ness which would have done credit to an
American, rushed his camera to the spot and
took a picture of the scene before even the
guards of the cemetery were able to get
there.
There was nothing In Boulanger himself
to create or to sustain the following he had.
His bubble was blown by advertising. If
the Government will now establish in Paris
a Boulanger museum, it will furnish tho
people an object lesson, which they nfed
more thun statues to Gambetta, arches to
Napoleon or pictures of blood-curdling
battles. The museum should contain sam
ples of all the articles which were used to
work up the General's fame; copies of the
600 or more songs composed in hid honor;
samples of the handkerchief bearing his
plcturo which once were so popular; copies
of the pipe head, cane heads, brooches,
scarf pins, bracelets, medals made in his
likeness; the glassware and pottery dee
orated with his exploits; packages of the to
bacco, butter, cheese and what-not named
arter him; -flies of the journals established
to support him. After a visit to such a col
lection no Frenchman. I fancy, will ever be
gulled again into thinking that because a
man is advertised like a patent medicine he
Is capahie of managing the nation.
TJ-ly Stories About B ron Hirsch.
But I started af Versailles. There Is
another association there which Is of timely
Interest. Baron Hirsch whose great scheme
for assisting the Hebrews, has interested
Americans so much, rented a portion of the
park at Versailles, fcr hunting for several
years. He has given It up now, but the
people still tell unpleasant stories of how
his park guardians shot dogs which ven
tnred nverhis line and threatened to do the
?" f" !2. KZpltA'l AeJ?!e.2
hated their rich tenant cordially. One story
tbey tell abont him Is that his guests who
were invited to hunt were never allowed to
carry home any game, the great Baron
keeping it to sell.
In Paris where be has a mansion many
disagreeable things are said about Baron
Hirsch, bow once he said to a great pro
fessor whom he had employed to give
lessons to a child: "Hero, Professor, is a
cigar. You don't have 6uch at your house.
That cost 25 cents." And, again, when he
served strawberries in January at a dinner
party, how he advised the- company to "eat
all you want. They cost a good deal, but I
do not mfhd." These later, however, I do
not vouch ror. There Is an anti-Hebrew
party in Paris which loves to circulate slurs
on the race, whose influence In France they
fear.
Hebrew Refugees In Paris.
Thero is no place in the word where one
sees the necessity for Baron Hirseh's scheme
for relieving the Hebrew refugees from Rus
sia more plainly than here In Paris. They
come here daily In troop" 30, 40, 50, 60 fami
lies In a day. And such families! Ten chil
dren is a small number; oftener thero are 12,
It and 16. They come penniless, as a rule.
Frequently they have beep well-to-do In
Itussia, but the severity of the laws against
them has compelled them to fly bcroi e they
could realize anything iroin their property.
A man reached Paris from Russia last week
who had owned U houses in the town from
which he had been driven. He had not sou
In his poefcet.
Nothing can be more dreadful than their
condition. Recently, in company with some
devoted friends who have gone in Toynbee
Hall style among the Hebrews of Pan? to
work I vUitedsome of the reiugees who had
recently arrived. In the top of an old house
in a street so narrow that we had UilB ulty
in nasalnga cart whicn Imd ventured in, we
found a family of 16 children occupying a
room not more than 12 feet square. They
had brought with them in fleeing their bod
din ' and samovar. All the Hebrews bring
this'tea urn. It is of brass, and they treas
ure it as If " wero a household god. At
night the bedding Is spread on the floor for
the 18 prisons to occupy. Frequently refu...
gees who have not even such a shelter aro
allowed to sit through the nigut in this
room. The hope o' most of these families
is to get tickets to America or th Argentine
Kepublie These aro furnished by- the
Hebrew Alliance, which, has its he .dqnart
en. in Pans. But how the reiugees will bo
better olf In those lands than theynre here,
It is dilhcult to see. They do not speak the
language. Work is difficult to get. Here
they can get nothing but distributing hand
bills or selling small stuff. The bridges and
squares theso days are dotted with vendors
ot candies, cakes, shoestrings, cheap
iewelry, tovs. Usually these merch nts are
lebrews. so license is lequlred for the
business, though if they get out of the ter
ritory assigded them their goods can bo con
fiscated. America's Gift to the Suffering. "
The means for relieving this flood of
misery are lnadea.uate. The city of Paris
LUIlOblUUa V..U.W ...w n'w-- !'--- ..- ..... -..j
does not give relief to foreigners. Th
Eothscblld Committee is a splendid orzant
za Ion, but it is so overwhelmed with appll-
cations that it U difficult to eet anythhwc
i from it There Is only one cheap soup house.
ana only worK among Christians here Is the
"Paris Mission to the Hebrews." It is tho
work of three persons who. depending upon
voluntary subscriptions to sustain them and
their undertaking, have gone Into the He
brew quarter to live They visit among tha
poor daily, helping and teaching them as
the case demands, giving them relfef as they
have means, now a franc in monpy, now
garment This summer this mission sea
requests to tho Americans visiting the city
to irive them any contributions of cast-of
garments they might have Two bundles
were received! Servicer are held several
times a week and the Gospol preached. A
dispensary is open once a weefc
This seir-sacnQcing, devote'!, dally work
among the poor has made a strong impres
sion in the Hebrew quarter, and the mission,
ha a host of friends among Hebrews who
would not on any consideration listen to tha
Gospel preached In the hull.
As for Baron Hlrscb's solieme, It is for tha
future. All the refugees in Pans may bo
starved to death before snch a colossal or
ganization can be put Into operation. What
la needed now is daily bread.
, Ida IL Txzbzll.
BZ5BATI0H OF ELECTBOCTJTIOff.
A Man Who Was Severely Shocked TelU
How the Current Hade Him Foot
Pan Mall Budget
Albert Moyse, the master machinist of
the Montmorenci Cotton Mill, near Quebec,
has just had an experience which goes to
show that the sensations of a criminal in
the electrocution chair are rather pleasant
than otherwise "As soon as I touched tha
wire," he says, "I felt myself drawn up
with remarkable rapidity. Blue flame" shot
from my eyes. It was intensely blue, and
yet brilliant I felt a sensation such as I
never experienced before As far as I could
realize the feelinc was pleasurable I felt
that my time had come, and then I lost con-
i gciousness. I afterwards learned that this
exDerience had not taken more than two
seconds. Those who 6aw the accident said
that as soon as mv hand touched the wire I
was draped ud like a Sash, dashed bodily
against the ceiling four feet above the wire,
and then thrown to the floor, where I lay
for over an hour unconscious. At the tlma
I got the shock the power was running
through the wire, at 1,100 volts. The motor
had not been turned off at all.
"When I came to my senses," the victim,
went on to say, "I was lying at the bottom,
of a fiat-bottomed cart and was being driven
home For over ten minutes I could not
remember a thing. Memory had entirely
left me The man who was driving me was
one of the mill hands, and I had often seen
him, yet I could not remember who he was.
Finally, when I fully regained my senses, I
began to suffer for the first time All over
my body came tingling.pricking sensations,
which were agonizing. Sparks would at
intervals shoot from my eyes. My body
was so sore that I could not bear my
clothing."
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Tea are Martin Gillet & Co.
a house established at Balti
more, in "i8n.
Sold by all leading grocers.
MARTIN-GILLET St. CO., (Established i30
Exchange Place, Baltimore, Md.
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We use
pars alcohol to make Wolff's Aoib
Blacklso. Alcohol is good for leather;
it is good for the skin. Alcohol is'the chief
ingredient of Cologne, Florida Water, and
Bay Bum the well known face washes.
We think' there is nothing too costly to tua
in a good leather preservative. '
Acme Blacking retails at 20c ,
and at that price sells readily. Many
people are so accustomed to buying a dress
ing or blacking at 5c and 10c. a bottla
I that they cannot understand that a black-
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them with cheapness if we can, and to ac
complish this we offer a reward of
for a recipe which will enable cs to make
Wolff's Acme BlAckino at such a price
that a retailer can profitably sell it at 10c. a
'bottle. We hold this offer open until
Jan. 1st, 1893.
WOLPF & BAOTJOIiH, Philadelphia.
GAlfli
ONE POUND
A Dav.
A GAIN OP A FOUND A DAY Df THE
CASE OF A MAN WHO HAS BECOME "ALL
RUN DOWN," AND HAS BEGUN TO TAKE
THAT REMARKABLE FLESH PRODUCER,
SCOTT'S
HULSION
OF PURE COD LIVER OIL WITH
Hypophosphites of Lime & Soda
IS NOTHING UNUSUAL. THI3 FEAT
has been performed over and over,
again. Palatable as milk. En
dorsed by Physicians. Sold by al& i
Druggists, avoid suBsrrrunoNS and
IMITATIONS.
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