k. St. .S. V .
B. F. 8QHWEIER,
THE CONSTITUTION THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS.
Kdltor &md Proprietor.
VOL. XLVIII
MIFFLINTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY, PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. JULY 18. 1894
NO. 31.
UKV. DR. TALMAGK.
mi-; eeootciwy dxvixe's su.v.
WAV SKItHOX.
Suliject: 'The Itoyal Garden.'
Tkxt "I h.ivs ccne into V garden."-.
C0!ori!01l'3 SoU.fV..l.
To world has liad a crroat manr hfaiitifn
pardpn. ClmarlomaLrn.) added to tbe trior)
of h:s ri rn l.y decroeini; that they be esta
li'lil nil ttirou-li th r.alm lecreeini
Vi-n thn nraps of thn uowitn to planted
thr. Hi-nry IV"., nt Hontpellier, estab
lished garden of tiewitchinir lnautyand las
nri-mc., c.'ith riniT into them Alpine, Py n-n-ran
fin-l Freneli plants. One of the swmted
spots on :.arta was tho ir.ardna of Shun
stone, the p it. His writing have ma it
l-ut little Impr-ssion on the world, bat hit
(rnrdi-n, 'TlinT.ensowes," will bo iimnortnl
'io the nalnrnl advantage of that nlaoe w.aj
brought tlie perfection of art. Arbor nui
terraco nnd sloon and rnstio temple and
rervoir nnd urn and fountain here had
th-ir .Townm?. o.ilc an 1 yew and brail put
forth their ri.:bost folia-..". There was no lift
more (iili. iit, no sool more ingenious thai
that of Stientlonp. and all that dilii:en:e an 1
(renins were lirouitiit to t'x adornoiont o!
that nne treasured snot. lie gavj iH) tut
it. He sold it for 17,0 JO.
An 1 yet I am to toil you of a rl'j'iirtj.irlen
than any I have tn-ntione 1. It is the car
den sooken of in mv tert, fie ir.len of the
church, which belongs to Christ, for mv tert
Siva so. He boncrht it, l.i plantel It, He
j vim ir, an i no snail nave it. w liter Nuotf,
in his outlay at Abbotsfor 1. riiinl his for.
tune, and now. In the cri nsjn fla vors of
inosn car-lens, yon can almost t'tini or Irani-inn
that you see the bloo I of that old
m n"s bro'cn heart. The nav.nent of the
last 100.000 saerifli-od him. J)ut I have to
tell you that Christ' life an 1 Christ's
Jnta were tli outlay of this beau-
tilul carlen of the canr;h of whiaa
my txt spia'K-s. Oh, how many siirhs and
tears au 1 panirs and agonies Tell me, ya
women who saw Him li.-mi; ! Tell me, ye fix
eentionnrs who lifted Him and let Him down1
leu me, thoii s in that li it hid, ye rocks
that fell I "Christ love I the church and
cave Himself lor it." If. then, thn jr len of
tlioc!iiiri;h bdones to Cari-t, certainly Ha
i3uiiKiiiuw.iiKia ir. uome, tnen, on
blessed Jesus, this morning, w.tlk up and
Uowu tlii-so aisl-s an 1 pluct what Thou wilt
Of sw-vttie-s for Thyself.
The church in ir.y text Is appropriately
compared to a ir.irlen. because it is a place
of choiee flowers, of- select fruits and of
thorough irrigation.
That wouM be n Htrans T ir len In w'lleh
thera wre no flowers. If nnwh-.-rn else,
they will boa'on - the borlers or at the u'tte
w.iy. The l-.o-nelfest tadt will dictato
so uethin?, if it the old fashioned holly
hook or dahlia or ilaT. lil or coreopsis, but
If lucre ho lar.vr means then you will And
the Mexican cactus nnd dark v-ined arbu
tclion nui I n- :iz ilea an I clustering
oleander. Vell, now. Christ comes to
His car.len, and He plants there some of
the brightest spirits that over flowered
n pan the world. So lie of them nro violets,
on.'on.spieuous, t.ut uiveit in heaven. Yoa
havo to sear.di for such SDi'r;t3 to find them,
Kou do not see them very often perhaps, but
you find where they havebaen by the briiht
niin face of tlm invaii I, an 1 the Bpri of
tt'ran'U'n on the stand, nn I the wfndojv cur
tains keepin" out the ni tre of the simliirht.
They Bre p t a aps more like the ranunculus,
creeping sweetly alon amid the tnorns and
briers of life, tivin kiss for stin.r, and man
a man who h.as had in his way .some great
b'aek roc'; of troubln has fouud(-that they
have covret it nil over with flowerin-'
js'Tiin- ru nun : in an 1 out amid the crev
ices. Tjiee.. t'hristiaas In Christ's gardens
ara not like t!ia sunflower, gaudy In the
ii 'M, i"it whenei- t d:iri:n(8S hovers over a
oul th it nee.ls lo bo comforted there they
sta:i I, n'ht Inoo nini creuses. Cut in
Ctiri-t's gar len there are plants that may be
bctic-r co r.nar d to the M -xiean ea'"tus
thorns without, loveliuess within men witl
s.iarp points of character. They wound al
most everyone tint tou ;hcs them. They are
hard lo handle. Men pronounae lhe:n noth
ing bat thorns, but Christ loves them not
witast.an dirt all their sharpnesses. Jliny a
trian has had very liar I ground to culture,
r.n 1 it lias only been through severe toll ho
li::s r.i:s" 1 even the smallest crop of grace.
In tiiis gar len of the churjh, wulcli Christ
has pianv 1. I a'so fin 1 the snowdrop, beau
ti n', bu; cold looking, seemingly another
p'l.ise oi t'ne waiter. I mean those Christians
who are precise ill their tastes, unimpas
siou'l. pure as saowdropsan I as col J. Tney
never siie 1 any tears ;they never get excited ;
they never say anything rashly -9 they nevee
do aijylhing pre "ipitately. Their pulsas
never flutter; their nrvs never twitch;
their indignation never boils over. Ttisy
live longer than most people, but their life
is in a minor key. They nover run up to C
above thestaft. In the niusio of their lifo
they hare no staccato passages. Christ
ptante I them in tne church, and they must
be of jo-n service or they would not be there.
Bnovv-lrop, always suow lrops.
Hut 1 have not told you of the most beau
tiful flower in a'l this garden spo'cen of in
the text. It you see a century plant your
emotions are sartel. You say, 44 Why, this
flower nas iten a hundred years gathering
up ur one bloom, an I it wilt b9 a hundre I
y- irs aiore be, ore otner petals come our."
J1;k 1 h ive to tell yon of a plant that wis
gat lerinc; no iro u all eternity, an 1 that l'JOJ
years ago put lorth its bloom neverto wither.
V i-me piss. on Ilo-vcr ol the cross' lroph
ets for tol l it. 15;th!ehe;n shepherds
loo" I -nun it in the bu 1, the r03ks shook
si r its eiirL.ii an t tee (lea I rot up la tneti
win ling siiMts to see Its full blooai. It is p.
eri n-u flower lto a 1 at tlie roots, blooJ on
the -r inefp's, tifoo I on all thn loaves. Its
fi-r u ne is to 111 all the n itions. IN ton
i life. Its breath is heiv'n. Come, O
winds, fro n the north, an I wn ls fro n the
south, an I win Is from the cist, un I win Is
Iro n tae w t, an 1 near to ail the earth the
sweet smelling s ivor of Chr'st, my Lor fu
His verm, -fan he nation kaeir.
sure t ie i -le evna w mill lovj H! m too.
Aeain. t'ie o'lureh may bs nnpropriaf elv
ri'nair l to a girlen, levausi it is a pia"
c' s l.'ct t'rii 's. Tilt won I I he a s'.ran-e
g tr ; ei w lien iia I in it no iierries, no plums,
no n -a s -r aprii.'ots. Tue eo irsr fr.i'ts
are planted in I h orclinr 1, or they nr.f s t
out on t ie sunav hillside, but the choic est
fruits are kept In the gar len. So in the
awrl 1 outside the church Curist h is planted
a great manv beauti'ul tiiiuTS oatience,
charity, generosity, integrity but Heinten Is
the choi'Vst fruits to be in the gar len, an 1
if they are not there then shvno ra tee
church. Keliginn is not a mere floor
ing sentimentality. It is a priclieil lite
giving, heiita'ul fruit not posies, tint
apples, (a !" sirs son -holy, "I don't
see what your gar ieu of the church has
yielded." W'aero did your asylums
come from, nn 1 your hosaitals, an I voar
institution of m'-rcy? C arist pi uue I cv !ry
oae of tii-o: Hi plantel t'f n in His gar
den. Wucn Christ gave si.; it to Itirfimeus,
He laid tae eorii"rsf oa i of evry bliu I
asylun teat bis ever beea bu lt. W.i-a
Ohr:st soot.ie 1 th i ile noaia e of lri!il,. He
laid the cornerstone of ey -ry hn itiu asviu n
that h.as ever baca est aelish .L Waeo
Christ sal.l to the sie'e man, Tike up thy
nel an 1 walk "' He lai I t'n coruerston of
every lio)ital the worid has ever seeu.
Wnen Christ sai l, "I was in prison, an I y
v. site ji .," Je laid tho cornerstone of
cvrv prisoi r'l'orm association teat has
ever n ror nil. The church of Christ is
a gloriii.M g ir tee, nn I it is full of fruit. I
ku .v thorn is s ime poor fruit in ir. I
kno v there are fo no wcls that ought
to Inva b"'a thro va over th3 fence.
know t'icre r.re some crabanpie
tre-s fiat ought to bo cut down. I know
I i"M are some wild gr ir"S that ought lo be
unroate I, but are yon going to di-stroy the
wnole garden beause of a little gnarled
fruit V Yon will 11a I worm eaten leavos in
Fontainbleau and insects that sting in the
fairy groves of tho damns Elyseos. Toa do
not tear down or destroy the whole gar
den because there ar a few specimens of
gnarled fruit. I admit tiiere are men an I
women iu the church who ought not to be
there, but let us ba just as frank and admit
the fact that thera are hundreds and thou
sands and tens of thousands of glorious
Christian men and woman, holy, blessed,
useful, consecrated and triumphant. There
is no grander collection in all the earth than
thn collection of Christinas.
There are Christian man In tha cliarch
whoss religion Is not a mailer of psalm sink
ing and church going. To-morrow morning
that religion will keep them just as consis
tent and consecrate 1 on "exchange" as it
ever kept them at ths communion table.
Thera are women in the church of a higher
typeo( .character? than j Mary: ot Bythany.. (
they go ont into the kitchen to help Martha
in her work, that she may sit there too.
There is a woman who has a drunken hus
band, who has exhibited more faith and
patience and courage than Hugh Lati
mer in the Ore. He was consumed in twenty
minutes. Hers has been a twenty years'
martyrdom. Yonder is a man who has lain
fifteen years oa his back, unable even to
teed himself, yet calm an 1 psaceful as
though he lay on one of the green banks of
heavenwatebing th oarsmen dip their pad
dies in tho crystal river 1 Why, it seem to
me hls moment as it Paul threw to us
a pomologlsi's catalogue of tho fruits grow
ing in this great garden of Carist lore, joy,
peace, patience, charity, brotherly kindness,
gentleness, mercy glorious fruit, enough to
1111 all the baskets of earth anl heaven.
I have not told yoa ot the better tras in
this garden anl ot the better fruit. It was
planted Just ontslde Jerusalem a good while
ago. Wnen that tree was plante 1, it was so
split and braised an 1 barked men s lid noth
ing would ever grow upon it. but no sooaer
had that tree been planted than it but la I
and blossomed and fruited, and the soldiers
spears were only the clubs that strnok down
that fruit, and it fell into the lap of the n i
tlons, and men began to pick it op an I eat
it, and they fouad in it an antidote to all
thirst, to all poison, to all sin, to all death
the smallest cluster larger than the fa
mous one of Kshool, which two men Carrie I
on a staff between them. If the one apple
in Eden klllel the race this one cluster oi
mercy shall restore.
Again, tho churoh, in my text, is appro
priately called a garden because it is t hor
oughly irrigated. No garden conld prosper
without plenty of water. I havu aeou a
garden tn the midst of a desert, yet bloom
ing and luxuriant. All arounl were dearth
and barrenness, but there were pipes, ni'ie
ducts reaching from this garden up to Ihn
mountains, and through those aqueductsthe
water came streaming down and tossing up
Into beautiful fountains until every root an 1
leaf and flower was saturated. That is like
theoburcb. T'ne church is a garden in the
midst ot a great desert of sin and suffering.
It is well irrigated, for "our eyes are unto
the hills, from wnen'e comeih our help."
From the mountains of Go i's strength there
flow down rivers of gladness. There is
a river the stream whereof shall make
glad the city of our God. Treaehing the
gospel is one of these aqueduct. The litble
is another. Iiaptism and the Lord's tuppcr
are aqueducts. Water to slake the thirst,
water to restore the faint, water to wash tile
unclean, water tosse t high up in the light of
the sun of righteousness, showing us the
rainbow aronnd the throne. Oh, was thera
ever a garden so thoroughly Irrignted? Yoa
know the beauty ot Versailles and Chats
worth depends very much upon the great
supply of water. I came to the latter place
(Ciiatsworth)oneday when strangersarttiiot
to be admitted, but by nn inducement, which
always seemed as applicable to an English
man as an American, I got in, ami then the
gardener went far up above the .itairs ol
stone and turned on the water. X saw it
gleaming on the dry pavement, coming
clown from step to step, until it came so near
I conld hear the musical rush, and all over
the high, broad stairs it came fouming.flash
Ing, roaring down until sunlight and wave In
glensome wrestle tumbled nt my feet. So il
is with the ehurchtof Goil. Everythlngcomea
from above pardon from above, joy from
above, adoption from above, anetillcation
from above. Oh, that now God would turn
on the waters of salvation, that they might
flow down through His heritage, and that
this day we might each find onr places to be
"Elims," with twelve wells of wator nnd
threescore and ten palm trees.
Hark I I hear the latch at the gardon gate,
and I look to see who is coming. I hear the
voice of Christ, "I am come Into My gar
den. I say t "Come in, O Jesus; we have
been waiting for Thee. Walk all through
these paths. Look at tho flowers. Look nt
the fruit. Pluck that which Thou wilt for
Thyself." Jesus comes into the'garden and
up to that old man nnd touches him and
says, "Almost home, father; not many more
nolies for thee. I will never leave thee.
I will never forsake thee. Take courage
a little longer, and I will steady thy
tottering steps, and I will soothe thy
troubles and give thee rest. Courage, old
man." Then Christ goes up another garden
path, and He comes to a soul in trouble and
says r "Peace ! all is well. I have seen thy
tears ; I have heard thy prayer. Tho sun
shall not smite thee by day, nor tho moon
by night. The Lord shall preserve thea
from all evil ; He will preserve thy soul.
Courage, O troubled spirit." Then I see
Jeus going up another garden path, and
I see great excitement among the leaves,
nil Lasten up that garden path to
see what Jesus is doing there, and, lo!
He is breaking off flowers, sharp and clean,
from the stem, and I say, "Stop, Jesus, don't
kill those beautiful flowers." He turns
to me and says : "I have come into My gar
den to gather lilies, and I mean to take these
up to a high terrace, and for the garden
around My palace, and there I will plant
them, and in belter soil, and in bettor air.
They shall put forth brighter loaves and
sweeter redolence, and no frost shall touch '
them forever." And I looked up into His
face and said,"Well, It Is His garden. and He
has a right to do what He will with it. Thy
will be done" the hardest prayer a man
ever maue.
I notice that the fine gardens sometimes
have high fences aronnd them, and I cannot
gut in. It Is so with the king's garden. The
only glimpses you ever get of such a garden
Iswnentne king rides out in his splendid
carriage. It is not so with this garden the
King's garden, I throw wide open the gate
nnd tell yoa nil to come in. No monopoly
In religion. Whosoever will, may. Choose
now between a desert and a garden. Many
of you have tried the gar len of this world's
delight. Yoa have found it has been a cha
grin. So It was with Theo lore Hook. He
made all the world laugh. He ma'ies us laagh
now when wu read his" poems, but he
:ould not make his own heart laugh. While
in the midst of bis festivities he confronted
a looklugglass. and he saw himself and said :
"Tnere, that is true. I look up just as I am
done up in bo lv, mind and purse." 8o it
was with rfhemstone, of whose garden I told
nt the beginning of my sermon. He sat
down amid those bowers and said : "I hare
lost my road to happiness. I am angry and
envious and f rant io and despise everything
nronud me, ju-t as it becomes a mad
man to do. Oh, ye weary souls, come
into tirist s garden to-ilay ami
pluck a little heartsease! Christ is the only
rest and the only pardon for a perturbed
spirit. Do yoa not think your chance has
almost come? Yoa mn nnd women who
bnvo been waiting year after year for some
goo 1 opportunity in which to accept Christ,
but have postponed it 5, 10, 20, 30 years, do
you not feel as if now your hour of deliver
an and pardon and salvation had come?
O.i, man, what grudge hast thou against thy
Foor sou i that thou wilt not let it be saved?
fiel as if salvation must come now to some
ui your nearis.
8o.ne years ngo a vessel struck on the
rocks. They had only one lifeboat. In
that lifeboat the passengers nnd crew
w ro getting ashore. The vessot had
foun lerel and was sinking deeper nnd
deeper, and the one boat could not take
the passengers very swiftly. A little girl
stood nn the dock, waiting for her tor
to get into the boat. The boat came and
went cams anl went but her tnrn
did not seem to come. After awhile
she could wait no longer, and she leaped
on the taut-ail and then sprang into thn
sea, crying to the boatm au : "Save me
next t Bave me next 1" Oh, ho w many have
gone ashore into Go I's mercy, anl yet yoa
are clinging to the wreck of sin I Others
have accepted the pardon of Christ, bat you
are in psril. Why not this morning make a
rush for your immortal rescue, crying until
Jesus shall hear you an 1 heaven and earth
ring with the cry t '-Java me next 1 davj
me next I"
In laruafcus.
tlranben men are
the EDgliali dis-
called victims of
ease."
Offirpfv Ifin CASPS nf Pnturuefr. fitttr
four are males and fortv-six are fe
males.
rl 'he ntisnrinT nf A ii Tl rrlo fltr in rrna
summer, if none are destroyed, mnv
number 2,800,000.
The first paper ever mule in tUo
world was made by wasps. Tbey used
it for building nests.
Several large finds of the old fcilver
coins have been recently made neur
uayremu, in Havana.
Over ninety-three million pound
of licorice root were imported into this
country during the year.
STYLES IN NECKWEAE'
"HE SMALL, NARROW CRAVAT IS
MUCH WORN.
let Swagger Designs Ban Oat ot Styi
by Cheap Dandles Lawns and Washable
Silks A Cenerons Expanse of Snivt Front
Is the Correct TMni.
String Ties and Colored Aprons. "
Th3 distinction between "popular'
r n i "fashionable," as applied to men's
neckwear, was never before so tbarp
as at the present time. The revival
it the twlce-around cravat, as the
nodi Bed stocli-tle shown in cat No. 1
3 called, was followed by all sorts of
rariations on that form of "scarfing.,"
The' style took on various shapes,
composed of silks, 6attns and lawns,
black satins predominating. This
was scarcely noticed by men rf
fashion, though the crack haberdash
ers Insisted that their customers
should adopt It If they wanted to
i-arry the bell-crown hat and long
skirted frock effectively. They took
kindly to the bat and coat a revival
of the style of 1830 but they would
MO. 1
not take the made-up stock, and for
tho simple reason that it had been
killed as an article of fashion by
the lower grade of manufacturers,
through whom it tell Into the bands
of cheap dandles end by them was
pushed to extremes. The twlce
around Is really a handsome scarf on
the right man. lie should have along
neck and wear a high, standing collar
with a poke front.
One of the effects in the stock-tie
Is to have the inner band of a bright
red and tho outer bow or knot of
Diack. une same
scheme is worked
out also In fancy
colors. For very
young gentlemen
the 6trle Is fetch
ing and will proba
bly last for some
time. String tle
are simply adjusted
in bow form and
expose the entire
shirt bosom. They
are especially the
mode for morning
wear when ttaefan-
;y percale shirt, with white collar,
Id affected, l'olka dots, hair-line
stripes and solid colors are correct in
these tie9. Those of the new whito
washable silk are easily tied, hold
their shape and save mental wear
and tear. Black satins tied in tho
buiterlly form 1 ave bscn the rage for
ome time, but the straluhs-edKe fin
ish is the ruling passion in hand-tied
bows to-day.
A lute ht tempt to connect cstremo
dultiiss w.th po;it.vj nayety is a
blac-Ic witin scarf with a bright-red
lining. The chappie of the period
ties the affair in a. simple sailor knot,
but manages to let one of the aprons,
as the ends of the scarf are called,
turn around just a litt'e so that just
a suggestion of the flaming red satin
Is seen. There is no telling to what,
extent these brllliint-hue I linings
may be carried. o. 2 Is a puzzling
6tyle when on, for the beholder can't
imagine how the wearer produces tho
broad effect which appears at the
rear of the main apron. This style
pa 3
Is made in the lightest of surah and
twill silks, bunches up artistically in
pongee and China weaves, and looks
provokingly cool in lawns and othef
midsummer fabrics. A popular form
in the negligee bow class of neckweat
Is shown in cut o. 3. An Ideal
summer tie is a Windsor bow of thin
jllk. It does not hold its shape like
tbn cravat of starched lawn, but it
19 Infinitely cooler. Turned-down
starched collars will be generally
worn this summer, to that the shield
bows will be found useful. The
Bhleld bow Is not an article of fash
ion, yet is extremely convenient.
The four-ln-hand of the graduated
ichool will continue all summer as
the long scarf for stylish semi-dress.
A clever conceit is Illustrated In cut
No. 4. It ties into a knot of mod
erate size, and is made up in light,
washable fabrics. Lawn ties in every
shape, from the modest bow to the
gnerous De Joinville, will flourish in
ao i.
no. S.
no. 8.
:ia 7.
conjunction with the hot-weather
suit. They are made In the same
colors and patterns as the silk goods.
In fact, every style that is a success
la silk Is made over Into the wash
fabrics by the manufacturer. Cut No.
5 shows a made-tip lawn scarf in dead
whito, with small rings of black. The
effect is very, fetching, and just pro-1
nounced enough to suit the chappiaj
ho likes a bit of spice in his ap
narel. Scarfs which cover the entire bosom
ire entirely out of favor. The shirt
front is now very much In evidence,'
so that the long, 6lendcr Teck scarf
delineated in cut No. 6 will be worn
by the neatest of swells. No. 7 Is a
itring tie that has bad considerable)
vogue, and will continue a favorite;
sinong those who have mastered tha
mack ot adjusting It It Js fash-
ho. a
HO-a.
SO. 10.
ioned by the wearer into a bow, th
ends having a 6trait-plaltcd effect.
Kos. 8 and are pronounced cool and
comfortable scarfs by knowing ones,
and are adapted to be worn with
either standing or turn-over collars.
The best effects are obtained wbec
irnde of moires, black satin, slk. etc
Jo. 10 shows the long, narrow Teck.
a scarf that is la keeping with pro
vailing tendencies. lis proportion!
should be so balanced that the long,
'ean aspect is effectively carried out
TREED BY HOGS.
Firm Hand's Experience In the Care
Una Mountains.
"In my early youth," said a Ktcb
mond man the other day, "I hi ret
out to a farmer In the mountains o:
Western North Carolina. The larTr.
raised little but scrub corn and razor
backed hogs. The latter were turuec
out in the woods and ran at large all
seasons, eating mast, becoming at
wild as could be found in Africa. It
the spring it was the custom to hunt
these hogs up and brand the pig!
similar to the rounding up of cattlt
on the Western plains. This was
sometimes a dangerous occupation,
especially so when the winter Lad
been a bard one, One day 1 started
out after the hogs, and after severa
hours' work failed to find any o:
them. Finally, I saw a drove thai
had taken refuge in a 'rock lioue,
the term used in that country to des
ignate the space beneath overhang
ing rocks, and descending the moun
tain, I reached a space near cnougK
to them to recognize them as the
ones I was seeking. I bad no soonei
satisfied myself upon this point thac
the entire drove started for me, head
ed by a large toar, with mammott
tusk. Realizing my danger, I
hastily climbed a tree, hoping
that when thiy could no longer see
me they would go back and give me a
chance to go back to the house and
get assistance, but in a minute they
had completely surrounded the trci
and were grunting and squealing and
fighting all around me. I had drop
pod my gun in climbing to a place ol
safety, and there was nothing to be
dono except wait wh re I was until
they left. Hut they did not leave;
all night long they kept up their in
furiated squeals, and by morning I
was completely exhausted from tha
cramped p siMon 1 had occupied so
long. I finally attempted to change
my position, and In doin so fell
from the tree, alighting upon two ol
the hogs. As I jumped to my fret,
the animals made a rush to the place
I had fallen to and, finding the bod
ies of the two hos I had struck, they
began to tear them to shreds, losing
6ight of me altogether in theli
wrangle over the remains of theli
comrades. I started on a run for the
house, and, bringing assistance, wo
killed every hog, it being impossible
o drive thera."
The "Authority" Ruled Out.
Mr. Dan Wilson, an American law
rer, was once prosecuting a case be
fore a Missouri justica of the peace,
when tho opposing counsel cited
"Greenleaf on Ev. donee" so decide llj
against him that a bold effort bad ta
bo made. Wilson asked him for the
book, opened it, rose, and, with a
look of solemn surprise, said he was
amazed that so good a lawyer should
bring such a book as that Into court.
"Why," said he, "the author himself
never thought of its being used for
an authority in any case Just hear
what he 6ays In the preface, Doubt
less a happier selection of these prin
ciples might be made, and the work
might have been much better execut
ed by another hand. For, now it la
finished, I And it but an approxima
tion towards what was orlirinallv de
sired. Hut, In the hope that it may
still be found not useless as the germ '
of a better treatise, it Is submitted
to tho candor of a liberal profession.'
Now," continued Wilson, "an author
who admits that bis wcrk is as bad
as this certainly never expected it to
be brought into court to govern tbo
opinions of a gentleman who has sat
on the bench, as your Honor has, for
eighteen months." The justice was
perfectly satisfied. He ruled the
"authority" out as of no account
whatever, and gave his judgment for
Wilson and bis client.
A Bird Romance.
'Here is a torching story (if true) ol
conjugal affection among birds, taken
from the Pester Lloyd : "A few days
ago a fancier found the dead body of a
male pigeon lying on the floor of tho
pigeon-house. The femtde bird, 'das
Weibchen,' was sorrowing at the side
of the corpse. He threw the dead bird
I into the yard, and the female immedi
ately flew after it, and took her stand
at its side. He moved the body several
times, out of curiosity, and each time
he found tho "widow" ilew to tho spot
ad kept close to her dead mnta. At
fast he shut up the female, and buried
the little corpse. Half an hour after
ward he again set her free, when tho
flew about restlessly from spot to sppt,
as if in seaocli of the missing body.
For the fonr next days che left her
food untouched, and on the fifth day
she died, o- striking example,' as tho
writer says, 'of a wife's love among
- - - -
i Tmr BcnnocNDtP th thus.
iTitrni.
There's s. liad on the rudder that will not
flinch,
There's no fear in the Pilot's face
is Ee guides the worlds, like boats In a
storms,
Through the rocking seas of space ,
and whether they make the harbor at laa
Beyond the shoals and the swell,
Or sail forever a ehoreless sea
I know that ail is well,
And I learn thess things from the heart o,
the wood, '
From the solemn soul of the sea ;
Tor never & bird in a wire-bound, cage
Told all theso things to me.
And the soul of man is a sunwarJ MrJ
With w Int that ara made for muht, ,
- To pierce to tho fount ot the shinin? day
Aa-l float through the depths oi night
And I rad these thlc-a in that Bible ot Go6
Whcsj laavns a:3 tho spreading sky
And tho lfgioic a ie ol the dark green ses,
With the eye behind tho eye. '
For truth is not clo3ed in the lids of a took,
For its ehainless soul is Irc3 j
And nover a bird in a wire-bound cz'-'
Told all these things to me.
For truth surges into the open heart
And into tho willing eye,
And streams from the breath ol the steam.
ing earth,
And drops from the bending sky ;
'lis not shut in a book, in a church, or a
school,
Kor cramped in the chains of a creed,
But lives in the open air and light
For all men in their need !
But the flsh that swims In a goldfish vase .
Knows not of the salted sea,
And never a bird In a wire-bound cage
Told all these things to me.
Tis the Vo: that comes from the gilded
peaks,
From the hills that shoulder the sky,
Through the topless heights ol a man's own
croams
This Voice goes wandering by ;
And who rozes the earth with an open
heart,
With an car attuned to hear,
Will catch some broken cord ol the sound
Whenever tho Voice comes near.
Dut not past the prison of custom or creed
Will the Voice or tho Vision flee ;
Lnd never a bird in a wire-bound cage
Told all these things to me.
Sam Walter Foss, in Yankee Blado.
A CONFLICT IN A TUNNED
.li
HAD taken my
first-clnss ticket at
tho London ter
minus of one of
tho great northern
railways, and, hav
ing a long night
journey to make,
I looked about for
cn empty com
partment, intend
ing to swathe my
self in rucrs end
s.
go to sleep os soon as tho train photild
have started. I had but small diffiV
cnliy in finding what I sought, and a
little well-timed liberality to the guard
eeenred me avhat I then considered the
additional privilege of being locked in.
It was about 6 o'clock on a late No
vember evening when we started ; quite
dark, with a frostiness in tho air that
speedily clouded the windows of the
carriage with hoary moisture. The
lamp in tho roof of tho compartment
burnt with a small, clear flame. I ex
changed my hat of latest metropolitan
build for ft warm fur cap, raisod my
feet on to tho cushions of the opposita
eat, and in this posture drew a ttout
traveling blanket about me, and com
posed myFclf to sleep.
I presume thnt I must have frc
quenly doed off, for the roaring ol
the tr'.::i bierued to grow faint and dis
tant, liko the subdued sound of surt
heard afar. But my nap was of short
duration, and I was soon wide awake
again, gnzing out through a little space
vhich I rubbed clear upon the frosted
rinde w pane.
On a end len my eyo was taken by
lomethiu i-t'rring under the seat in
the far corn - of the carriage,
thought nt first it might bo a shadow,
cav.fed to movo by the oscillation ol
the train. Eut, continuing to watch il
with a dull kind of curiosity, I was ex
tromely startled to perceive a man's
head thrust out of tho obscurity; a
pair of fierce-looking eyes glared at m
for a moment, and then, whilst I still
sat motionless with surprise, a man
lcrambled out, and getting upon hie
icet stood surveying me.
He was a burly-looking fellow, with
o cor.rse, ugly face, immensly square
shoulders and close-cropped hair. He
wore ft loose, clumsily-fitting suit ol
Eomo pray material that looked sus
piciously liko a prison dress. He was
without a cap, and I noticed that his
jacket was torn and his face a good deal
scarred. I gazed at this uncouth ap
paration in Eilenco for a little while
with an expression, I do not doubt, of
considerable dismay; then I instinc
tively looked around mo for some
means of communication with the
guard. Tho fellow understood my
gesture, and his eye swiftly darted
around tho carriage with an insolent
leer of satisfaction as he perceived that
the compartment was not furnished
vith tho usual appliunco for signaling.'
"All right, guv'ner," said he in a
coarse voice. "No need to trouble yer
self. Yer surely don't want to Lincon
venience the rest of the passengers by
lelaying the train !"
"Who ore you and what do you
want?" said I, alowly clearing my
limbs of tho folds of the rug which en
veloped mo.
"Who am I, on' what do I want?
io repeated. "That's axking, rrir,
ain't it? However, I ain't a-going to
tell you v.ho I am, an as for what I
want, you'U be finding that out befuio
tery long.
His manner and the looks of the man
made ma feel uneasy. Judging from
ms appearance ,ucbeit -'
mere than my match ia point o!
strength, and I was quito unarmed.
Ho turned and let down the frame a
the window against which he stood,
then thrusting his arm out tried thl
handle, but found tho door was locked.
He uttered on inarticulate curse bo
tnit nis teeth and pulled up the win.
4ow with vehemence.
"Let's try tho door tt your end,
juv'nor," eald he, coming along tu
ttmpartme&t. I hastily rose as he ap
proached and backed away.ft .step ox
T tafflhe'lowerecUthp window and
Kanedontlo turn theTnandleT" Tlii
door proved to bo unlocked. Peoplt
to whom I have told this story assuri
me that it ought not to have been un
locked, as the off doors of a train art
always locked. I believe this is so, bul
the fact remains. He drew in his heac
again with the exclamation of satisfac
tion, leaving the door unfastened,
though the rush of wind created by the
passage of the train prevented it from
swinging open.
"Now, mister," sail he, gruffly!
measuring me from head to foot with
his little deep-set eyes as ho pok,
"you've got to change clothes with me,
d'ye see? I must have them togs o)
yourn."
Tou will do nothing of tho kind,'
I answered, resolutely, though with my
heart starting to beot a trifle quicker.
"Come, now," EhiA he, "don't make
no fuss. Te'd best chop quietly. "
At that instant tho locomotive gave
a long screaming whistle, and the train
plunged with a roar into a tunnel.
"Iioolc here, now," exclaimed tht.
follow, putting on a most menacing
air, and leaning toward me with his
fists clenched, "if you don't do what I
v.ant then out you go through that
door.
Without answering I again sat dowi
in the middle seat of the carriage. On
this the man 6tood looking at me for a
moment as though undecided how to
act. Then, perceiving my silk hat
resting on the rack overhead, he took
it down and put it on. This impudent
act of the dirty villain so incensed m
that, scarcely thinking what I wu
about, I jumped up and snatched it ofl
his head. In a second he whipped
round and struck me a blow full in the
chest with his heavy fist ; I grappled
with him, and then began a fierce and
desperate conflict.
As soon as I closed with the ruffian 1
Felt that his whole effort was to get me
:lose to the door and thrust me through
it. He was an immensely strong fel
low, but as clumsy as a bear. I, on
the other hand, was light and nimble,
with some small knowledge of boxing.
For all that I felt myself greatly out
matched in that hand to hand fight.
So sooner had X grappled with the vil
lain than he gave mo a blow in the fact
lavage enough to hare broken my nose
liad he delivered with as much judg
ment as he did violence. But I had
iake'n him by the throat with both
oands, and I continued clutching hi:
windpipe with the tenacity of a bull
merrier. We twisted and wriggled and
aumped from side to side of tha con
ined apace, and all the while I felt him
irawing me in the direction of the
)pcn door. At last I twined my foot
ibout his leg and threw him ; he fell
ieavily, striking his head against th
ushioned seat, and down I came with
lim, still clinging to his iron hard,
muscular throat, upon which my grip
teemed to make scarcely any impres
lion. We rolled about for awile, each
endeavoring to keep uppermost, end
irhen with his superior strength he got
ibove me and knelt upon my chest, I
;hought he would murder me as I lay
in that almost helpless posture. But
instead he gasped out, "Will yr :
ihange clothes now?" and whilst Li
raited for my answer I got my fist frc j
ind 6truck him upwards under the chin,
knocking his teeth together with a click
ike the snap of a rifle trigger and
aearly dislocating his neck ; and tier
gave a heave up which threw him o
me, and a moment later we were boti
ipon our feet again and pounding
iway as before.
I was beginning to feel that I coulo
dot continue the struggle much longer,
rod that, exhausted as I was, he would
be able to drag me to the door and
pitch me through it on to the line.
My opponent breathed hard and fast,
but showed no signs of giving in. Oc
i sudden the train gave a violent Jolt,
that flung us both against the bulkhead
oi the compartment ; the flame of th
lamp leapt up, then flickered a moment
ind went ont. We continued fighting
in a darkness as deep as that of tht
grave. Now that we were both com
pletely in the dark, I felt myself mon
on an equality with my antagonist.
My sole dread was that I should find
myself tumbling backwards through
the open door. He had hissed out,
amid horrid blasphemies, his intention
of leaving me dead in that tunnel,
where my body might lie undiscovered
tor weeks. Dead men, he said, told
no tales, and he wasn't going to los
the liberty he hod that night regained.
But all at once I felt him relax his grip
of my body, and he called to me to let
go. Glad of a moment ' respite, I re
leased my hold of the fellow, though
rtanding on my guard meanwhile,
wary of some desperate trick upon hit
part. After a little, finding that he
lid not renew the attack, I spoke and
lsked what he was doing, at the same
time groping about to try and feel
him. I received no answer, neither did
my hands come in contact with his
body. At that moment the train em
erged from the tunnel, and the gloom
in which the carriage had been
plunged by the extinction of the lamp
rave place to a kind of faintness sift
ing in through the windows, sufficient
to have revealed the figure of the man
lad he been still in the compartment.
had a box of matches in my pocket,
ind with a trembling hand I pulled it
ut and struck a light. The place was
impty. With a long sigh of relief and
hankfulness, I sank exhausted into a
eat to wait until the train should puil
ip at its first stopping place.
Halt an nour zater we came to a
standstill in the station of a large
town. I sought out the guard and
told him what had occurred. Ho at
once dispatched a porter for the station-master,
'and when that official
arrived the two of them heard my
story, and then searched the compart- ,
ment thoroughly. But not a trace of i
the villian did they discover. My own :
opinion is that, taking advantage of
the blackness, he had gone out upon j
the footboard, there to wait until the j
train should slacken speed sufficiently ;
to enable him to jump off with safety ';
and make good his escape. Be this as ;
it may, I never heard more of the
matter, although the memory of that j
experience lingers as a sort of night
mare of my railway traveling; and
whenever I now get into a compart- ,
ment by myself I take very good care j
to first of all peer under the seats and ,
make sure that there exists the means i
of communicating with the guard.-- I
Vew York Advertiser. j
In 1831 the Panama canal was b e-
gun.
SPRINKLES OF SPICE.
SUMOROUS SELECTIONS FROM
OUR EXCHANGES.
Jokes of Treacher I-awyers, Doctors, an.
Editors-Some of Them Very Dry and
Others Somewhat Juicy Thcjr TVU1 Aid
Digestion if rernned After Meals.
Accounted For.
Jobson I've been in old CloseBsL
oftice ten years and I never knew
bim to take a famy to anyone until
yesterday. Then be said there was
something in the new otlico boy that
he liked. Singular, i?n't it? Dob
son Ob, I dou't know. The new
oitice-boy has probably swall' v. i -
i.nie. Exchange.
Mike's Dcsirr.
Jlike (on the road; How fur is n
fo Chistnut Hill, sir ativo
About five miles. Whom do you want
to see there? Mike raith, I'm anx
ious to see myself there before ntiriK.
-Philadelphia Ecco.d.
A Cluch.
Citizen You're a thief: Oct out
of here immediately, or I shall call
the police.
Burglar Us fellers struck luck
when these folding beds were Invent
ed. Truth.
The Novelist's Keason.
'I notice," said the editor to the
novelist, "that in cverv chapter you
refer to the hero as having 'an elastic
step.' Why do you do this?" "Who
er you see, he's one of these cau
tious men who never goes out doors
without wearing overshoes." Wash,
"jagton irtar.
ills A.lne of Unslnrss.
'Why don't I go to work, mum,'
laid the tramp, re; eating Mrs. Cran
berry's question. "I'd only be ton
happy if I could get something to do
In my own line of business." "What
might that be?" asked the syuipa
tneti.i. woman. "Colorin' meer
schaums, mum. " Judge.
The Corpus Delicti.
"Jobson made a bet with one oi
the foot-ball players whose name ho
didn't know." "Did the fellow set
tle after the game?" "Xo. He was
one that got killed." "Jobson ident
ify his man?" "Yes by looking at
he survivors." Judge.
Guarding Ag-aliut lntraftlon.1
Dashaway Where did you get thau
necktie, old man? Cleverton My
best girl made it to wear at the sea
side when 1 spend my vacation with
her. Dashaway I see. She wants
to be alone with you. Clothier and
Furnisher. ,
A Retort Feminine.
Captain Cadman Well, think over
it, Miss Sharpe. You might do worse,
you know. I ought to tell you that
I bave the refusal of two or three
girls. Miss Sharpe What a capital
way of putting it! I suppose you
mean you've asked 'cm, and they've
11 -aid "3a" Tuxhia.
Dentist's Hint.
One of tho best dentists in this city
advises all his patients to use what is
called "dental floss," and which is sim
ply a heavy waxed silk thread, regu
larly every evening to remove parti
cles of food from between the teeth.
Ho favors tho use c f tho tooth brush,
but says if ho wcro to bo deprived of
cither his "floss" or his tooth brush ho
would sacrifico tho latter. The lodg
ment of particles of food between tho
teeth is generally tho causa of decay
and cavities, and whero the "floss" is
need regularly every evening before re
tiring thero i3 little opportunity for
food to lodg?, ferment and destroy tho
Ussuea.
A ycun lady whese chief charm In
ociety Is tho whiteness of her teeth
told me in great confidence that the
tiso of "dental floss" was tho secret of
tho beauty of her teeth, and she added
that it cut down her dentist's bills
nlncty-fivo per cent. This ceci-ct is
too good to keep, so I giro it to tha
pulia' 2vew York STail raid Erprces
Burglar O, shut up:
A Tlauntcd room.
An Instance of the sort cf tJiina
Which often cams for a house tin
reputation of bcinjj haunted is given
by ilie autrior of "Tenants of an Old
Farm." Tlie mistress of the housa
;ln question, only a temporary resi
dent who has lately arrived there,
asks an old colored servant to take a
bundle to a certain room for her.
Her rc-iucst is politely bat docidedlj
cfuscd.
On bciuj? questioned as to nis oU
jection to the room, he says: How
d' e s'pose deni tracks cot up on dat
(Cellin?? 2o dorg nur man ei el
! walked olicr de roof in dat away.
head down'r.-.l. No, no' dar's l-e:i
bad bu-mess dar, yo' may lepe:i'!
!No nioitals neuVier made deiu Hacks!
An' o!c Dan do:n' wan' ter git liU
bead in under Vtn: '
The ceiling of this room has bcei
preserved precisely in the state ui
which it was built a century aj;o. It
is ma le of plain, un;t:unted t mrds,
which arc really lite lioor or tue ioi't
Vjovc.
As one enters the roeni and ulancet
up bo sees a iiumlicr of do;.'-tracks
up; m the ciling. There they .'re,
t heir strong leather-brown color show
ing distinctly even against the atro
brou ned boards. In one corner -A
the ceilinir are tho indistinct outlines
of a pair of a human feet. Some one
seeincs to have scrubbed them until
they arc recognized with ditlioulty,
but human footprints tlicy certainly
ire.
The origin of these "tracks"' !ia.
been for many years a fruitful subject
for gossip, but there is not tuucti w'3.
,ery about them, according V) the
.'amily tradition.
Tue board-yard at which the lum
oer was bought was also the tan-yard,
and the feet that had passed through
the liquid tan had walked across and
left their print upon the boards which
good friend Townes loaded ud for bin
new house. Xo ono thought it worth
while to plane them off, and so they
were nailed down, tracks and all!
Many a tidy housekeeper tried be
bands and temper at the tasked
scrubbing off the marks; but at last
they came to be valued for their odity.
Nevertheless, in sonic minds the inys.
tcrious dog-tracks awakened nearly
as much consternation as did tha
handwriting on the wall," at Del
shazzar's feast.
Door old "Dan" was one of tht
victims to this foolish superstition,
and he persistently refused to believe
so simple an explanation as the trua
one He preferred to call the room
ba'ntcd.
Not Itnotm at Homo,
Two ladies staying in tlie beauti
ful lake region of Kngland, near the
home of AVordsworth and amid the
scenes made fatuous in his po ins,
s toxl hefore a village shop l.-tokina
at a portrait tf tho venerable poet
displayed within. As they gazed a
p lir of village lovers approach and
also looked in, attracted pro' ably by
a display of cheap rings on a tray in
the same window.
One of the ladies, seied by la hu
morous impulse to discover whether
the name of their most famous local
celebrity had any meaning to tlie ears
of a couple of apparently tvpical na
tives, suddenly turned to the oilier
and inquired, with an air or innocent
curiosity, pointing to tlie portrait:
"Who was this Wordsworth, any
way?" Her companion replied In the same
spirit, "I'm not sure, but I think In
was the man who introduced the
breed of black-faced sheep we saw in
the mountains yesterday!"
The village couple, who must havt
overheard tills dialogue, did not be
tray by the least shadow of expres
sion thai they found in it anything
peculiar; but as ono of the ladies de
clared afterward, ths trouble wit'.i
such incident is that you never can
tell quite what they mean,
i Forhaps thoe simple villagers wert
having their inward laugh at the ig
norant Americans all tlie time, and
were only too polite to let fieir
amusement lind outward expres-ion.
l'ei haps, on tho othet hand, they had
never heard of Wordsworth before be
was brought to their attention as an
introducer of black-faced mountain
sheep.
There was a joko in tho affah
somewhere, " sighed tho narrator,
pe isively, "but I wish I could be sure
lust wliere"'
A less dubious case of greatness nn
appreciated at homeoccurred reccntlj
in Amcsbury to a traveler who wished
to see tho house where Whittier
lived. He asked the first person ho
met where to find it, and received
courteous and minute directions,
which he was about to follow; but in
thanking his kind informant ho
chanced to speak of tho poet Wiiit
Vicr. "The poet Whittier:" exclaimed
the obliging native. "I'm sure 1
don't know where he lived; I thought
of course you wanted Whittier. tho
"hoe man." Youth's companion.
ins rsrranoxs.
They were standing in front of th
postoftlce at Big Union; the bonk
i president, the editor, tho fruit growef
and the visitor from Denver interested
in Big Union property. They had din
cussed the outlook for tho new year
and viewed it in all its aspects. They
had guested on the peach crop, the
rate of money, and tho number cf new
subscribers. Then they fell short of n
robject.
And still the mail tarried.
A short man withagold watch chn.'ii,
an air of prosperity, and a umall cigur,
approached, stepping briskly along up
the street.
"Here's Jennings," remarked tht
editor.
"Who's Jennings?" a3kedtho visitoi
from Denver.
"Jennings, Leonard F. Jennings,
replied tha bank president, "ia ouo ol
the most influential men in the Val
ley, sir. His guarantee alono will sell
a quarter section. He owns about
twelve hundred acres of Big Union
land, and is a firm believer ia iht
future of our city." Tho visitor seemed
impressed. Mr. Jennings approve bed.
"Well, Jennings," cried tho fruit
grower, "I hear you'vo bought tht1
eighty of Snider's. What aro you go
ing to do with it, sell or improvo?"
"Do with it 1" responded Mr. Jo.
nings, in righteous wrath. "Do vita
it I I'm going to mortgago il, you
fool 1 Did you think I was going tc
let it stand Idle?" Life,;.,- -
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