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B. F. 8GHWEIER,
the: oonstitution-the union and the enforcement of the laws.
Kiitr ad Proprbtsr.
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VOL. XLVUI.
MIFFLINTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY, PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. SEPTEMBER 5. 1894
NO. 3S
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REV. DR. TABLVGE.
THE BROOKLYN IMVIX!:
HAY SKKJION.
Subject: "An Only Son.
Text t "Now when He came nleh to th
pite of the city, behol.J there was a dead
man carried out, the only son of his mother.
ni she was a widow, and mu?h people ol
the city was with her. And when the tor.1
mw her Ho had compassion on her and said
unto her. Weep not, an Tie. name and
tou-hed the M'r. nnd thoy that bore him
stool still. And Ho said, Younir man, I say
unto thee arise ! And he that was dead sat
np and hecran to speak, and lie delivered
hi-n to his mother." Luke viL, 12-15.
The text ea'lsts to stand at the irate ol
the city of X.iin. The streets nre a-rnshwlth
business and trayety, and the ear is deafened
with the hammers of mechanism and th
wheels of trnffl. Work, with Its thousand
nrm and thousand eyes ami thousand feet,
fills all the street, when suddenly the crowd
pan?, and a funeral passes. Between the
wheels of work and pleasure thpre comes a
lor? procession of moiirntnu peopl. Who
is it? A trifler says : "Oil. it's nothing bat
a funeral. It mav have com" np from the
hospital of the citr. or the almshouse, or
sine lnw place or the town," but not so, says
the serious observer.
There are so nriny evidences of dire be
reavement that we know at the flr3t dance
some one has been taken away ereatly be
loved, and to our inquiry, "Who Is this that
is carriei out with so many offices of kind
ness an 1 affection?" the reply comes. "The
only son of his mother, and she a widow."
Stand rneic and let the profession pass out t
Hush all tho voices of mirth and pleasure!
Lot everv hca I be uncovered 1 Weep with
this pnss.nir procession and let it be told
through all the market places and bazaars
of Nain that in Galilee to-day the sepnlchnr
nam eatnerei to ksii "tne only son of his
mother. an'l he a widow."
There are two or three things that, in my
mini, cive especial pathos to this scene.
The first is, he was a yonnir man that was
beinc carried out. To t;e aired death be
comes beautiful. The old man halts and
pr.nts aions the road, where once he bound
ed like the roe. From the midst of immedi
cable ailmn' anl sorrows ha cries out,
"Hox Ions. Lord, how Ions!" Footsore
an 1 hardly bestead on the hot journey, he
warns to iet nome. ne sits in the church
an! s'nirs. with a tremulous voice, some tuna
he sar z forty years aco and lontrs to Join the
tetter assemplace of the one hundred and
forty and lour thousand who have passed
theil..o l. How sweetly he sleeps the last
sleep ! Tusti back the white locks from tne
wrinkled terr.ples. They will never ache
Rsain. Fold the hands over the still heart.
Tney will never toil a?ain. Close gently the
eves. They will never weep attain.
But this man that I an sp?akin of was a
vnunir man. He was just putting on the
urmor of life, anl he was exultiusr to think
bow his sturiy blows would ric$ out above
the ciantror o! the battle. I suppose he had
a younir man's hopes, a youn? man's ambi
tions end a youne man's courage. He said t
If I live many years, 1 will feed the hnnsiy
and clothe the naked. In this city of Nain;
where there are so many ba i yountr men, I
will be sober and honest and pure and mag
nanimous, and my mother shall never be
ashamed of me." But all these prospsots
are blasted in one hour. There be passes
lifeless In the procession. Behold all that Is
left on earth of the high hearted young: man
off he city of Nain.
There is another thini that adds very
much to this scene, and that Is he was an
only son. However lnro the family flock
tnny be, wo never could think of sparing one
of the lambs. Though, they may all have
their faults, thev all hare their excellencies
that commend them to the parental heart,
nnd If it were peremptorily demanded of you
to-day that you should yield up one of your
children out of a very laree family you
would be confounded nnd you could not
make a selection. But this was an only son,
around whom (fathered all the parental ex
pectations. How muah care In his educa
tion 1 How mu!h caution In watchlnjr his
habits I He would carry down the name to
other times. Ha would hove entire control
of the family property Ion after the parents
had cone to their last reward. He would
stand in society a thinker, a worker, a phll
snthroplst. a Christian. No, no. It Is all
ended. Behold him there. Breath is Kon
Life Is extinct. The only son of his mother.
There was one thing that added to the
pathos of this scene, nnd that was his mother
was a widow. The main hope of that home
had been broken, nnd now he was come up
to be the staff. The chief lijrht ol the house
hold has been extlnirulshed, and this was
the only llffht left. I suppose she often said,
looking at him, "There are only two of us.
Oh, It is a frrand thin? to see a younir man
step out in life and say to his mother I
"Don't be down hearted. I will, as far as
fosstble, take father's place, and ns 1ini as
live you shall never want Bnythine." It Is
not always that way. Sometimes tho young
people get tired of the old people. They
say they are queer; that they have bo many
ailments, nnd they sometimes wish them out
of the way. A youn? man nnd bis wife sal
at the taMe, their liitieson on the floor play.
In? beneath tno table. The old father wo
very old, and his hnnd shook, so tliey said,
"Yon shall no more sit with us at thetable.
And so they cnve him n place in the corner,
where, day by dny, he ate out of anearthot
day his hand tremhle 1 so much he dropped
it, and it broke, an 1 tiie son, seated at tut
lienant table In mldfloor, said to h wife.
"Vow we'll (ret father a wooden bowl, and
that he can't break." So a wooa bowl
was obtained, and every day old ST in 1
father ate out of that, sittiu? in tho corner.
One day, while the elegant younir roan anfi
his wife were seated at their table, wit a
chased sliver and all the luxuries, and their
little son sai upon the floor, they saw the
lad whittling and they said : "My son, what
a- vou doing there lt!1 that kn'f'
"Oh." said he, I I'm making a trough for
n-.y hither and mother to eat out of when
thev g-et old !" . .
Eutthis young man of the text was not
of that character. He did not hplong to that
school. I can tell it from the way they
mourned over him. He was to be the com
panion of his mother. Ho was to be his
mother's protector. He would return now
seme of the kindness he had received in the
days of childhood and boyhood. Aye, ne
would with his strong hand nPh0!.,t1Bai
form already enfeebled with es?. i'
do it? No. In one hour that promise ol
help and companionship is Rone. Tnere IS
a world of anguish in that one short phrase,
"The only son of his mother, nnd she a
l7ldOW."
Sow, my friends, it was upon this scene
that Christ broke. He came in without any
introduction. He stopped the procession.
He bad only two utterances to make tho
one to the mourning mother, the other to
the dead. He cried out to the mourning
one, "Weep not," and then, touching the
bier on which the son lay. Ha cried out,
"Young man, I say unto thea arise I Ana
hs tha: was dead sat up.
I learn two or three things from this sub
ject, and first that Chlrst was a man. o
? how that sorrow plaved upon all tns
ihonii of His heart. I think that we forget
this too often. Christ was a man more cer
tainly than yon are, for He was a perfect
man. No sailor ever slept In ship's ham
mock more soundly than Christ Blept In thai
boat on Gennesaret. In every nerve and
insscle and bone and fiber of His body, n
very emotion and affection of His heart. In
very action and decision of His mind H
was a man.
He looked off upon the sea Just nsyou look
off upon the water He went into Martha's
hanse Just as you go into a cottage. H
breathed hard when He was tired. Just as
yon do when you are exhausted. Ha felt
after sleeping out a night in tho storm just
like you do when you have been exposed to
a tempest. It was just as humiliating for
Kim to beg bread as it would ba for yon to
become a pauper. He folt just as much in
sulted by being sold for thirty pleoes ot sil
ver as yon would if yon were sold for the
price of a dog. From the crown of the head
to the sole of the foot He was a man. When
tha thorns were twisted for His brow, they
hurt Htm just as much as they hurt your
brow if they were twisted for it. He took
not on Him the nature of angels. Ha tooV.
on Him the seed of Abraham. "EcoeHomol
bfhold the man I . t.- . . J
rgat-I vast aiao dxayjrjojtfSjgmfeaot
hanMr- . "if" ?uPPsethat a man
W- He woiiM be seixed by the law ha
iaDIdb,hmprn; " he we" "
I ?.th mob before the officers could
ETwonMir ll Chri9t had a mere mort
mcnW2u5.eh,TarlQtto'nin upon
"?B? P"0" wooiaiw nave suS
thi. . Hl.8 '"'"option? He was more
than a man. tor when He cried our. "I sar
nn o th uu, r he that was dead' sat Z
about I The bo Jy had lain prostrate. It had
been mourned over with agonizing tears,
and yet now it begins to move In the shroui
)?.?,9h, wlth ,lfe- "n' ' com
mand of Christ he risps up and looks into
the faces of the astonishel spectators.
,.'?!l,i,bi!' w" the work ot Goal I
tJ bouold " ln th8 "napping of
crof MV,Umbtrerj Ihearlt
ZZZ, ' T w.ho wer9 spectators of tho
scone. If, when I sea my Lord Jesus Christ
mourning with the bereaved, I put my hands
no-H 8A0Klder?, anJ saT' "MX brother,
now that I hear Him proclaim supernatural
svLr' 1 '"""fnP J"'" Hi. face and
jay with Thomas, "My Lord and my Goi."
Do yoa not think He was a God? A great
many people do not believe that, and they
conproinisa the matter, or they think they
compromise It They say He was a v-iry
good man, but Ha was not a God. That is
Impossible. He was either a God or a
wretch, sni I will prove it. If a man pro
fesses to be that which he is not, what is he?
tie is a liar, an impostor, a hypocrite. That
Is your unanimous verdict. Now, Christ
professed to be a God. He said over and
over again He was a Go t, took the attributes
or a God and assumed the works and offices
M a GoJ. Care you now say Ha was not?
He was a GoJ, or He was a wretch. Choosa
,. Do ru think I cannot prove by this Bible
mat He was a God? If you do not believ
:hls Bible, of course there is no need of my
talking to you. There is no common data
ro-n which to start. Suppose you do be
leve it. Then I can demonstrate that Ha
yas divine. I can prova Ha was Creator,
lohn i.. 3, "AH thimrs were made by Him,
in 1 witoaut Him was not anvthinir made
:hat was nride." He was eternal. Revelation
cxi!., 13, "I am Alpha and Omega, tho be
rlnnin? and tha end, the first and the last."
t can prov that Ha was omnipotent,
iebrews i 10, "The heavens are the work
If Thine hands." I can prove He was
imalsclenr, John 11., 25, "Ho knew what
as in man." Oh, yes. He is a God. Ha
tleft the sea. Ha upheaved the crystalline
v ills alonj which tne Israelites marched,
le plant 1 the mountains. He raises up
fov-rn nents an 1 casts down thrones ami
narches a'-ross nations anl across worlds
in 1 across tne universe, eternal, omnipo
eat, unbin leredan 1 unabashed. That Ban 1
hat w 13 nailed to the cross holds tha stars
n a leash of love. That head that dropped
n the bosom in fainting anl death shall
nake the world quake at its nod. Tha voice
hat groaned in the last pang shall swear be
oro tne trembling world that time shall be
10 longer. Oh, do not insult tha common
iense of the race by telling us that this per
son was only a man in whose presence tha
aralyiio arm was thrust out well, and the
levi'.s crouched, and the lepers droppl
heir scales, an 1 tha tempests folded their
nnirs, an 1 the boy's satchel of a few loaves
nnde a banquet for 5000, and tha sad proces
sor! of my text broke up in congratulation
in I hosauna .
Again, I b.-ara from this subject that Christ
-as a sympatuizer. Mark you, this was a
!ty funeral. In the country, when the bell
:oiis, tney know all about it for five miles
ironnd, and they know what was the matter
rlth the man, how old he was and what
were his last experiences. They know with
crhattemDOr.il prospects ha has left his fam
ily. There is no haste, there is no lafiecency
in the obsequies. There is nothing done as
a mere matter of business. Even the chil
dren comeout as the procession passes and
look sympathetic, nnd the tree shadows
seem to deepen, and the brooks weep ln
sympathy as the procession goes by. But,
rn iru you, this that I am speaking of was a
c ty fun-ral. In Brent cities the cart jostles
the hearse, and there Is mirth and gladness
and indiilerence as the weeping procession
goes by. In this city of Nain it was a com
mon thing to have trouble and bereavement
an 1 death. Christ saw It every day there.
IVrbaps that very hour there were others be
ing carriei ont, but this frequency of trouble
did not harden Christ's heart at all. He
steppe i right out, and He saw this mourner,
and He had eompnss'on on her, and He said
"Weep not I'
Now I have to ted you. O bruised souls,
and t.iere nre many everywhere have yoa
ever looted over any great audience and no
licel how many shadows of sorrow there
are? I come to all su.:h and say, "Christ
mei ts yju, and He has compassion on you,
and He says, -Weep not.'" Perhaps with
poir it is financial trouble. "Oh," you say,
"it is such a silly thing for a man to cry
over lost money I
Is it? Suppose you bada largo fortune, and
all luxuries brought to yourtable, and your
war '.robe was lull, and your home vasbeau
tifulhymusto and sculpture and painting
nud tt'ronged by the elegant and educated,
Hti I then some round misfortune should
strike you in the face and trample your treas
ures nnd taunt your children for their faded
dn-i-s au 1 S"ud you into commercial circles
an underling whereonce you waved a scepter
of cold, do you think you would cry then? I
think you would. But Christ comes and
meets all such to-day. He sees all the straits
in which vou have been thrust. He observes
the sneer of that man who once was proud
to walk in your shadow and glad to get your
help. He sees the protested note, the un-i-aiu'ele.J
judgment, the foreclosed mortgage,
t ne neartureakmg exasperation, and Hesays I
' We.'p not. I own the cattle on a thousand
h::,s. I will never let youstarve. From My
h::ii 1 1 ha towls of heaven peck nil their food.
Au. I will I let you starve? Never; no. My
c nld. n v t !"
l'.-rlrips it may be a living home trouble
that vuu t-auuot speak about to vour best
.r.enil. It may be some domestic unhap
i..u.ss. It may bo an evil suspicion. It may
t e the dtsrr-i-e following In the footsteps ol
n son fiat is wivwirl, or a companion wh
is era '!, or a father that will not do riehr.
an ! for venrs there may bav been a vulturs
s'riking its heak in'o the vita!s of yoursoul,
and yon sit thn to-dav feeling it is worse
t'-i.-n deaih. It l. It is worse thnn death.
And vet there is r-'!e'. Though tha night
mav be the blackest, though the voices of
hell may tell you to curse Go I nnd die. look
up and hear the voice that accosted th
woman of the text as it says, "Weep not.
Furth hath on sorrow
Ttiat heaven cannot cure.
I learn, uzaln, from all this that Christ Is
e master of the grave. Just outside the
ca-eoMhoeity Dith and Christ measured
lm-e nn I waen the young man rose Death
rt,0 .H. No w wo are sure of our resurree
t'on Oh, what a scene was when that
voung man came back! The mother never
-xn3i ted to hear him speak again, hhe
never thought that he would kiss her "gain.
How the tears started and how her heart
throbbed as she said, "Oh. my son, my son,
mv sin l" And that scene is going to be re.
mysjui a reneated 10.000
pentei. 'i v. J , i
' These broken family circles have got
times.
to com
together. i neso uu.u
hotwhoM lights taww"1
There will be a stir in he family lot n tha
. i : II 1
aad beauuiu.. u . heart, angel
around It nni pre, . ., -Ho
to angel will repeat u you no-
Slivered him to his mother rM .
consumed, wait a JIM le I l0 a
tears will beoomo tne , whfnR"der a sky
clime cut or ,7""' 'ml .mldii
"JJiW W nSTthat Prt not
deemed onM,,hBt.,l!r pom9 to friend, and
that di not. friend will f0'"' . ?pro
Llndre l will join "s. ? gold
cflSsin tbat narch too n t
will lift up their palms i as; an a b
is announc3d that the same one woo
the relief oi this i woman th od
the relief of many a "ion and do
pentad the wonders f "Tod, that wUl
iivered him to his pother. u .
be the harvest of thenar l x
the coronation of prinaos- "
Sabbath of eternity.
The vnaest fallows, we thibk, are
li ,so yi'uo asree with uh.
Alott all the qnaintBessof the "queer (
raui ii cultiTated.
remeterv. nn.lt ner
oomhnndcorne. forth fresh an I fair
NEIGHBOR JONE9
I'm thinking, wife, of neighbor Jones, them
with a stalwart ann
ua lives in peace nnd plenty on a forty-arra '
farm ;
Whea uien are all around ni, with hearts and '
liana a a-sore. ,
Who own two hundred acres, and still are want
ing more.
Ha has a pretty little farm, pretty littU ;
house.
Be fcss a loving wife within, as quiet as a
mouse;
His children piny around tho door, their fat bar's
heart to charm,
Lookiu; just as neat and tidy as the tidy little
farm.
Ka weeds are in the cornfield, no thistles 13
Tit horses show good keeping by their fine and
glossy coats; - I
Tbecuws w ithin the meadow, "neatbthebeecben
sbnte. I
Learn nit their gentle manners from a gentla
milking maid.
Within the fields on Saturday he leaves no cra
dled grain.
To be cathured on the morrow, for fear of com
ing rain ;
Ho lives in joy and gladness, and happy are his
4nvn ;
Ho keeps his Sabbath holr; bis children learn
bis ways.
He never had a lawsuit to take him to the
town.
For the very simple reason there are no fences
down ;
The bar-room in the village for him has not a
charm ;
I can always find my neighbor on bis forty-acre
farm.
niB acres ore
so few that he plows them very
ileen
lis his own hand that turns tha sod; tis hit
own hands that reap;
lie has a place for everything, and everything
Its place
The
Buntthino smiles upon his fields, content-
lut-ut on his face.
May we not learn a lesson, wife, from tha pru
dent neighbor Jones,
And not bteh fur what we bawn't got give vent
to slKha and groans?
The rich aren't always happy, nor free from life's
nhnna ;
But blest are those who live content, though
kiuhII may lie their forms.
Atlanta Constitution.
HOW HE W0X HElt.
Toward the close of an autumn da
the gallant ship Columbia was stand,
ing in toward the Atlantic coast.
Her rusty chains and weather-beaten
sides nave ample proof that her voy
age li.ul teen a very long one. Land
w.is nut yet in sight, but the captain
said it would lie spoken within
twenty-four hours, and his passengers
were in the highest spirits.
These were but three in number:
A gentleman somewhat advanced in
years, his daughter, a beautiful girl
of 1!) and Mrs. Beaumont, her com
panion. Thoy were new grouped to
gether on the quarter-deck, admiring
the autumn sunset. A thin colden
mist veiled thesky, assuming toward
the west a soft green tinge, and
changing into a deep and glowing
purple, crossed by streaks of brilliant
crimson in the immediate
the sun.
vicinity ol
"How beautiful:" exclaimed Miss
Hazleton. "Did you ever see such a
sight, father?"
"It is indeed lovely," said Mrs.
iieaumont.
"And jet. itlorious as is
this spectacle, my dear, I fear it por-
tends no good. The last time I
crossed the ocean an evening justj
like this ushered in a fearful tern-
pest"
Miss Ilazlcton's face lost its gayety,
and she looked inquiringly at hei
father.
"Mrs. Beaumont is right," he said.
"1 d.) not like the golden haze, nor
that bank of crimson clouds which
you think so beautiful. We shall
certainly have a gale before morning.
But there is nothing to fear. Our
ship is stanch and new, and the can
tain an experienced oAlcer; the worst
thing that can happen is a delay ln
entering port As it looks now, we
may not reach Boston to-morrow."
"I hope you are mistaken, Mr.
jiazicion, saiu tne captain, ap- i
proaching at that moment "We
are only a few hours' sail from the
city, ana tne gaic may favor our
passage."
"A father is more timid than one
of your profession, captain," said Mr.
Hazelton; and he drew his daughter
near hi in and kissed her forehead.
"I should be anxious too." rer.iie.1
the other, "if I foresaw the daneer.
But vou may continue to watch thej
sunset without fear. I do not thinkj
there will be much of a storm."
The party continued on the quarter
deck until after dusk. Slowly the
sun sank, and yet, long after his dis
appearance, the.wcstern horizon con
tinued to blaze with splendor. Grad
ually this faded away, and masses of
dark srray clouds covered the sky.
The air grew damp and chilly, and!
the wind came in moaning gusts.
At about eleven in the evening
Mary llazelton, who had retired early,
was awakened by the rapid tread of
feet overhead, the creaking of blocks
and the shouts of the officers. She
arose and dressed quickly. At the
door of her state-room she met Mrs.- j
Beaumont, who had come to seek her.
"What can be the matter?" asked
Marj-, "Where is my father?" .
"He has gone on deck, my dear. .
There is a terrible storm and the ship '
is in great peril."
At this moment Mr. Hazelton ap-
pcared. His clothes were covered
with brine. As he entered the cabin
the ship gave a sudden turn, then
quivered in every timber, and a tor-
rent of water poured down the com-
panion-way. Both women screamed
with fright i
"Oh, father, is there any danger?"
cried Mary.
"I am afraid so, dear: we arc nearer
the shore than we thought, and there
arc breakers ahead. If we cannot
keep clear of them we are lost"
Mary grew deadly pale but did not
speak.
"The Captain is dointr all he can,"
continued Mr. Hazelton. "Our ship
is a stout craft and carries her sail
nobly. If nothing overhead gives way
we 6hall escape."
An hour passed. The gale had
not abated, and the struggles of the
ship were by no means lessened.
Every now ana men a gigantic wave
struck it with fearful force. Sud
!cnly a crack like a clap of thunder
wart heard.
What can that be?" cried Mary,
is the ship plunged desperately to
leeward.
It is the foretopsaiL I fear, torn
to ribbons. God preserve us!" said
Mr. llazelton, rushing on deck.
Mary hesitated a moment and then
followed him. She looked instantly
toward the. foremast The sail was
indeed gone. Clinging to a raiRng
,h Ard eaeerlr around- The night
1'" . 7 w .1.- .
(rasfiUUJUU
linctlr, close under their lee, a long
line of breakers, where tho huge
waves boiled and foamed.
Presently Mr. llazelton returned.
'Mary, mv child," he said solemnly,'
"X rear there Is no hope we must
lurely strike ln a few moments. .
Where is Mrs. Beaumont?" i
"Here, sir," answered that lady
faintly. She bad kept close to Mary,
ind was paralyzed with terror.
"Let us remain together as long as
we can," continued Mr. llazelton,
"and await the end with courage. It
;annot be far off." i
At this very hour two young mca
lat In the parlor of the Marys vllle inn.
' A Are blazed in the grate, a bottle of
not indifferent wine stood on the,
table beside them, and a cloud of
.moke rose from their fragrant che-
: roots.
; "A bad night, Graham," said
one.
, "now the wind
rattles these win-
iowsl I tell you, it you had not
known of this little fishing vil
lage, we should have had rough rid
ing to Crampton."
"Ob, I am acquainted with every
, Qoolc in the vicinity. The people, I
see, don't recognize me, but when a
boy I used to be here every summer.
Many the wild duck have I brought
Sown in the salt marsh a mile below
the Tillage. Hallo! What's that?"
lie rose to his feet excitedly.
"That was a gun, surely. God help
the ship that goes ashore to-ntght!"
The young man listened, and could
hear distinctly the boom of a cannon
repeated again and again at intervals.
It was a strange and startling sound,
ind bore to the listeners' ears a tale i
)f peril, of death, perhaps. Graham
seized his hat and started toward the
j ioor. I
"Where are you going?" asked his '
I friend.
"To see if any aid can be rendered.
Dome along!"
What nonsense, Graham! e can
j. m,. 'w.
io nothing. The shoremen will help
the shipwrecked people. You must
i be less tired than I am if you prefer
the rain outside to this warm Are."
) Graham turned back and faced his
friend.
"Arthur llazelton," said lie, in an
farnest tone, "suppose you knew that
there were friends of yours on board?
Would you sit here and let them per
ish? I know these shoremen; they
ire brave, but they need a leader.
What if you were to stay here, and
learn to-raorrow that your sister and
rather hl been in deadlly peril?"
"Good heavens! you alarm me!"
Hazleton exclaimed, rising. "Out
CQCV cannot dc in tnat snip, it is
several hundred miles out of their
way."
"There may be those aboard who
tre as dear to others as your sister Is
to you, and I for one will do what
I can to save them. If you are of the
same mind, Hazelton,hasten."
"Well, since you put it in that
i way, I'll come," said his friend; and
fe followed his companion without
When they arirved at the beach
I mvj wuuu a nunu vi usuiiuiiu ui -
i ready there.
j "Has the vessel struck yet?" asked
ranam. aaaressiutr a person near
him. "I do not hear her guns." 1
"We heard them a moment ago '
ih! there is one now." j
As he spoke, the distinct report of .
a cannon came apparently from a
short distance in front of them.
"They are not all lost yet," said
Graham. 'Where is the life boat
that used to be here?"
"You have been in these parts be
fore, I see," said the man. "But,
Heaven bless you! You don't know
much of the coast, or you wouldn't
propose going off to the wreck on a
uigns uko mis.
' 'lI know ifc is perilous," replied
Graham, "but I have resolved to
, make tne trlal Surely some of you,
who have braved so many storms,
: I V- . in .
w"t come with me."
It Is because we are accustomod to
the danger of such storms," said an
old salt, "that we hang back.
Bravery is bravery, but fool hardiness
is not courage."
"The man is right, Roy," said Ha
zleton, earnestly. "No one is Justi
fied in throwing his life away."
"Even you will not help me, then?"
cried Graham.
"No such an undertaking as you
propose is suicide neither more not
less."
Graham turned abruptly to the
uauermau.
"Where is the life-boat'" he asked 1
..t .I. LP 1
"In the shed yonder. It's been so
long out of use that it is unsea worthy,
Take an old man's advice, and don't
tempt Providence.
"I am resolved to reach the wreck,
and I will give $50 to every man who
comes with me. Will none of you
try it?"
For a moment thcro was silence; at
length some one said:
"xou are iiDerai, sir, but money
can't buy us.
If we go at all we 11 go
Jr nothing. But we've wives and
families. Besides, if that ship has
struck on Deadman's Shoal, she's gone
to pieces before this. We haven't
heard a gun these Ave minutes."
"Good God!" said Graham, "what
am I to do? Arthur, come with me!
I feel sure you will regret it if you do
not Say you will, old fellow.
J.UUX t
example will inspire the rest"
"Then I will!" cried Hazelton,
toucneu Dy nis mend's earnestness.
ss" .
"Thank God! Who
us?"
Several of the young
comes with
i M 4 1- I
men in tne
irowd came forward and volunteered
their services.
"Now let us be off," said Graham,
I wuen tue me-Doat was puiiea on tc
the beach. "Are you all ready?"
I "Ay, ay!" was the answer, every
I eye was turned toward the brave
vuinn mqn
'"""6 . . t :
He gave the word, and off into the
water the boat shot: the men snranc
to their work, and after a short Strug-1
b wivuoivu Kite nuiw ouu uittur
her way out to sea.
Deadman's Shoal was a bar of eon
siderable extent placed ia the conflu
ence of two currents, and celebrated
for the number and fatal character of
its shipwrecks. Few vessels that
struck upon it were able to hold to-'
gether through t,he night
erany went to piecce In less than ai
hour.
When the Columbia grounded I
was with a jar that lifted the sailori
I ibfteet and "?PP th f
mast off like a pipestem, close to thi
deck. A gun was fired just as the:
were driven on the bar, and immcdi
ately afterward the stern, with thi
majority of the crow, disappeared if
the wild vortex or water.
The fore part of the vessel still re
mained together, and on this wen
gathered the passengers, a few sailors
and the Captain.
. "How long do you think this will
last?" said Mr. llazelton, addressint
the latter.
"Not long possibly not five min
utcs."
"Let me hide my face on yoai
shoulder, papa," said Mary, who had
conducted hcrcclf like a heroine till
now. "I am not afraid of death, bul
I cannot bear to sec it coming."
"My poor darling!" he answered,
tenderly clasping her in his arms.
: "How little we thought of this a few
short hours ago!"
I Ten minutes went by. The wim
1 still blew with violence. Now and
then a gigantic wave came Vi towar.l
the ship, its vast point rising over all
around, towering higher as it a p.
proached, until finally it plunged
upon the wreck, almost burying it foi
I a moment, each shock of this kimj
I threatening to be the last. Suddenly
' Mary raised her head from her father's
bosom.
I "nark! Did you not hear a human
voice?" she cried.
The Captain listened but could
I hear nothing. liaising his hand tc
his mouth he shouted,
"Hel-lo-o! Hello!"
"Ahoy!" came faintly up the wind.
"Hillo! Hillo!" shouted the Cap
tain again.
"Ahoy ahoy!" came back in reply,
clearly and distinctly. There was no
longer any doubt. Help was at hand.
God be praised!" said the Captain.
"A life-boat is coming to take us off."
. dariinr PT.
',.'? ,a,rc my.f v-
claimed Mr. llazelton, embracing his
lnjtrhtor
Mary said nothing; but her lips
moved in silent thanksgiving.
I The boat soon came in sight Gra
ham stood well forward, directing his
men and shouting words of encour
agement to the people he had come
to saye, and in a few moments, gain-
. ing courage from his example, all
were safe on board, although the
transfer was made with no little dif
ficulty and danger.
I What was the astonishment of
young llazelton when he found it was
his own sister and father who had
been rescued! His heart smote him
as he remembered that but for Gra-
i ham's persistence he would have re
mained on shore.
With difficulty the life-boat reached
j land; no craft less buoyant could have
survived that night; but it seemed as
though Frovidcnce rewarded the gal
lant crew by bringing them safeiy
home again.
One more item and our story is told.
I Love, says the old adage, often
springs from gratitude; it must have
' occq so in tnis case, for barely a
I twelvemonth after Roy Graham and
, Mary Hazelton became husband and
wiij; ana tney are the happiest pair
in the world. Waverley Magizinc.
I IV o ting Eacb Other's Faulti.
i Once upon a time a man and his
, wife agreed to write down the faults
they saw in each other and read them
carefully, with a view toself-improve-,
ment They were to be handed to each
j other at the same time. So one
I morning before leaving the house the
' husband handed his wife a bulky
envelope and in return received a
' little sheet of note paper. "Of
i course," read the wife after the hus
band had gone, "you have some
faults, and I would really take it as a
tokenof vour love for me if you would
try to correct them. 1 notice that you
never wash the dishcloth out when
you are through the dishes, and that
you use one towel for everything, in
stead of a separate one for the silver,
the glass, and the china ware, as my
mother did. Occasionally I come
home and find you with your hair in
carl papers. The girl I used to go
with before I met you would neven
6how herself to any one unless her1
! hair was frizzed. You arc probably!
as good as the average wife, but i
hope you will try to correct these.
. faults, as well as others I will speak;
about next time." When the hus
band reached the office he untwisted:
i.,..,,.., j .
lne 1,lue nole m 1113 "!,nu anu rca(l
the following: "I love you, John,
1 If vou have any faults I do not
know what they can be.
. You have never shown any faults' i
i to me." The woman was a great big
. a , 1 ("I 1 I 1
storyteller, one anew ner nusoanu ,
I had faults, but sought to please him
j by saying he had none. Atchison
Globe.
I flow ITonea tetra Street Cmrs.
carcfully collected and compiled,
shows that 927 out of every 1,000
ladies who ride on street cars alight
from them in such a way as to face
squarely to the rear when they reach
terra firm a. Why is it that women,
who certainly are in a . other re
spects and under all other circum
stances the most graceful beings on
Aorth chAiiIrl nrfnr fj rlr a f hinrv of
once so awkward and so lull of dan
ger to themsel ves is not easy to under-
Rtanrl. Thpiralwavarlo it. dolitvratoW
and apparentV tne result of care-
f ul forethought, for they all invariably
, -i,i i j i
(abiici biiviA pallia m iuo wiuilg
hand, grasp the upright with the
other one, make a quarter turn to the
rear as they emerge from under the
edges of the awning and another as
they step to the street Weytheydo
it no one knows.
Gas lor Stum.
T. , . . ... . , . . . .
?fc l " 4 tha bldsfa r suPer
outer fuel for making steam
stationary engines. Tho
system has been at work in a large
establishment in London, and the re
salts obtained are simply astounding.
Burning about 300 cubic feet of gas
' per hour under a thirty foot boiler,
steam is said to have been raised to
fifty pounds' pressure in forty min
utes. Gas and air supplied under
to thaA,,run TjuaJM
with and under the boiler, and f urn-
dispensed
- - viinm Ann rnimnnva iki
Frightened Poet-
Tennyson's aversion to Americans
as a nation was unfortunately only .
too well-founded.
"Think," said he to an American
friend one day, "of a reporter from
your country actually secreting him
self in my garden, among the
branches of a tree under which my
wife and i were accustomed to sit,
and taking notes of our conversation
tegarding that day's dinner!"
A well-krown American essayist,
on paying his first visit to England a
g eat many years ago, made a special
trip to the great poet's home, in order
to make bis acquaintance.
Knowing Tennyson's persecution
by bis countrymen this wise pilgrim
refuse 1 to avail himself cf pro.'lered
letters of introduction, and prejudice
the Englishman's mind in advance.
He gained admittance to the bouse,
and sending in his card was shown
into a pleasant little room, where he
awaited the host with considerable
nervousness. Would he be showu
brusquely to the door, or would he be
ac orJed an icy Interview ot Ave
nilnutes' duration'
But a picturesque figure appeared
on the threshold, paused a moment,
then advancing into the room, shook i
bands stilly w.tti the visitor, and '
sidled timidly over to the mantel,
where he stood nervously clasping
and unclasping his bands.
"He looked like a frightened rab
bit." said Mr. II. in sp'aking of this
meeting, "and bis embarrassment
was so extreme that my own was
lessened by comparison.
" 'Do you know,' he said, Anally,
after several ineffectual attempts at
speech, 'that I am dreadfully afraid
of Americans?
"The appalling glance he threw
me was too much."
Chr-ap Gu in England.
Statistics regarding the manufac
ture and sale of tras in England show
that ln the year 1S89 the public
works sold gas at cents.
A profit of 22 cents was made on the
.as an .thefe Atrures as shown by the
statistics in British reports, after in-
terest and sinking fund were paid.
Thrre are 173 public gas works owned
in Great Britain, and the average
cost to the public of the gas manu
factured is really only 59$ cents, in
cluding interest and sinking fund.
A lower price of gas increases the
number of consumers very greatly in
England, although the difference in
cost is as 60 to '.;0 in favor of the
public gas compan'es. The statistics
show that 4U5 private gas companies
only have an average ot :7s7 cus
tomers for each. The public works
have an average number of consum
ers each of (:,4(5. The English sta
tistic; are conc'usive. as showim? tho
advantage of public ownership of
lighting plants. Minneapolis Jour
nal. A Town la Texas.
There is a town in Texas so pooi
and measly that its own inhabitants
stay there only because they are c ?
, poor as it is, though, perhaps, r 1
tju.i.. UJ lUtalf, IUI iUCJ IU Wl
sclo is ot their condition. Whatever
else they are, they have a strong
sense of state pride, and they will
bang a roan as quick for horse steal
ing as will the inhabitants or the
most flourishing and richest city ln
the State. Some time ago a stranger
in the town was arrested on suspi
cion and held until the recent disap
pearance of two horses could be in
vestigated. Before the investigation
was concluded the citizens held a
meeting and decided to have a pub
lic trial of their prisoner. He
was brought out on the square and
before they had found a tree suitable
for their purp sc a man in the crowd
recognized the man.
"rriends and fellow-citizens," he
shouted from a barrel he bad climbed
on. 'you are about to make a dread
ful mistake. This gentleman Is not
a horse-thief, but a friend of mine
and a reputable citi en of the city of
Waco. He came here during my ab
sence to see a gentleman who was
com ng from St Louis "
"What did he want here?', asked
the spokesman of the citizens' com
mittee. "He came on a matter of business."
"Name his business."
"He came here, fellow-citizens, to
buy real estate and make the town
boom."
The committee had a consultation
and in a few minutes the spokesman '
was ready to report ;
"Well, Colonel," he said, address
ing the man on the barrel as he un
.ij .1 , ,.
.w f"" a
the rope from arot
hands and took
around his neck, "on
your statement tnat ne did
not steal
them hosses we will let the prisoner i
so and, besides, speakln' of his busi-
ness here, we ain't the kind of people
Ihilt ... r r: 1 n r-i V. n m . n a no.. . .
"uw "aug a uatr uiau, uu
how," and the gentleman from Waco
got back to Waco as fast as he could
with a busted boom on his hands.
Detroit Free Press.
Oar Tropical rrnitsT
j Some of the revelations of the cen
sus will startle a good many people.
For instance there are now more than
, half a million almond trees actually
bearing in the United States; there
are hundreds of thousands of bearing
j cocoanut trees; there are more than a
. quarter of a million olive trees; pro
ducing fruit equal to the best Medi
terranean varieties. There are?
; more than half a million bearing ba-
.F""-'i ,wv waiiug lemon
w.,.,, j,v, ncu, auu
000,000 pine-apples. And the value
1 j .iT-Tl!-i , .
trnL th, AmK
neariy 4 ooo 5oo to
oearJy -'000'000-
: wood ravin.
1 A new system of wood paving that
is now being tried in Paris makes use
of pieces of oak about four inches
long, split up similarly to ordinary
kindling-wood. The sticks are laid
loosely on end in fine sand on a bed
of gravel from four to four and one-
half inches thick. A layer of fine
sand is spread over them, and they
ajp alternately watered and beaten
sTircral times. In about forty-eight
hours the water has completely pene
trated the wood, causing it to swell
into a compact mass, which is capa
ble of supporting the heaviest traffic,
according to reports.
I ULyKBKARD a trace
hat of a belle-harjge.
TKE "ATTTTJO GTCXPT-T.
With IS One May Write Two Copies at tht
Same Time.
The bigraph, invented by Marquh
Fendl of Borne, has found a rival Is
the ambograph, which Is the invent
tion of M. licrjonneau, a Frenchmanj
says the St. Louis Post-Dispatch.
Two copies of manuscript can b
written at the same time and by on
operation on any size paper.
The ambograph comes in theshap
of a desk top which can be placed on
any table. The desk contains all tho
necessary mechanism, which 6lmply
consists of a series of symmetrical
rules, adjusted by springs, and a press
button and wheel on the left side,
with which the ru'es are adjusted to
the sheets of paper, and the lines
turned. The penholder is provided
with a clever device by which it ac
commodates two pens, one writing
below the other, after bcir.g dipped
into a double-apartment ink-well, ex-
pressly made for Immersing the two
pon points properly. Tho top pen
writes on the upper sheet, the lower
pen on the sheet below. When tho
first lino is finished, tho writer
turns tho small wheel on tho left,
and tho paper adjusts itself for the
next line, as is done ln a type-writing
machine. When tho pages aro fin
ished they are taken out, two new
sues inserted, and the operation be
gins again. So far, the ambograph
Is the cheapest and most simple of
the various double-writing machines
that have been invented.
The Telescope of tha Future.
What the telescope of the future caa
do may be partly learned from a com
parative survey of its past history aad
progress. When Galileo, in the early
pan 01 mo oeveaieenta century, snoweu
his first telescope, which magnified only
three diameters, to the astonished
authorities of Venice, little did thej
dream of the possibility of the Lick re
fractor of to-day. Galileo's first instru
ment was similar in construction to the
ordinary opera gloss. . It was no more
powerful, and was far lcs3 perfect. In
Tact, it consisted merely of two single
lenses, one being convex and tho other
concave. Even his lust and best tele
scope, magnifying thirty diameters, was
much inferior to some of our spy glasses.
I But even with this small instrumental
I equipment a new world was unvcilei.
He saw the spots on the sua, the phases
of Venus, the mountains of the moon,
tho satellites of Jupiter, the rings oi
Saturn, and thrust back the barriers ot
the steller world. It may be remarked
that there are two general classes ol
telescopes, the refracting and the re
flecting. Much success has been attained
by the Ilerchcls, Lissell and others in
the construction of reflecting telescopes,
I but the refractor has proved itself tha
superior. The refracting telescopo is
composed of two principal parts, the ob
ject glasi and the eye glasr. The object
I glass has a general convexity of form,
aud its purpose is to collect light from
the object and bring it to a focus near
the eye glass, where it forms a bright
image. The eye glass, in its turn, mag
nifies this image aid tenders it visible to
the eye oa an enlarged scale. But ia
order to enlarge the imaga we must col
lect considerable light, and the more we
magnify or spread out this image the
more light wg must collect to reader it
visible, and consequently tho greater
! object glass or light-collector, we must
' have. Hence it was that simultaneously
: with the first telescopes arose the desire
to get more light in order to obtain a
greater magnification.
Military Cycling.
Recently a fo.v soldiers from Fort
Sheridan, in command of Lieutenant
Hunt, the detachment having had very
little experience in riding, went to Full
man, j jst from curiosity to see how soon
they could make the march from Pull
man to Chicago, a distance of fifteeo
miles, states General Miles. Tbcy started
in tho morning with their full equip
ment, the same as men fitted for a cam
paign, in regular marching order. Tiiey
made the distance, as I am informed by
the officer, in one hour and twenty-lire
minutes' marching time. They were in
structed to stfrt early in tho mornins
and arrive between nine and ten. In
order not to be delayed they were di
rected to start early, and I instructed
the officer that if he found that he was
coming iu ahead of time he could stop
and rest at any placo he wished, tic
rested quite a long time, and covered
the distance, as I say, ia tho marching
time of one hour and twenty-five min
utes. The ordinary time of marching
over the same distance, equipped as they
were with their rules and full equip
ment, would have been at least fire
hours. I asked the officer how the de
tachment stood the march, and he said
they were very little fatigued, and
would havo turned around and gone
back over the ground again with pleas
ure. Scientific American.
Hnlctdei In Olrb Life.
The Viennpso Pnnrt liiq lust Inst
J lennes J-ourt nas Justiosi
two of its most brilliant members by
BuIcide- of them helfl the rank
. or Chamberlain to tho Emperor, and
I in both cases their death was due to
financial troubles, the result of ex-
tortionate demands of harpies. One
of thesuicUes is Count Stephen Czaki,
son of the Hungarian Cabinet Minis:
t ter of that name and nephew of the
Mate Cardinal Czaki, who for so man;
! years represented the Vatican as Nun-
co at Paris and who was famous foi
his intimacy with Gambetta, a strange-
ly assorted couple, indeed, who used
to get along splendidly together. The
second suicide was Baron Sigismund
von Szentgyoergy. He was a Captain
ln one of the crack huzzar regiments.
and had originally possessed a consid-
erable amount of landed property, all
of which, however, has been mort.
gaged np to the very hilt Both the a.a fondly footing." "do wo aie
Baron and the Count put an end to 1 ,c're nim mete! for bis own
evidently was their Uvea by blowing out their brolns. ooL Sew York World-
New York Eecordet
LET US ALL LAUGH.
OOKES FROM THE PENS
VARIOUS HUMORISTS.
OF
Pleasant Incident Occurring the World
Over Saying that Are Cheerful to the
Old or Young Funny Selections that
Everybody WUl Enjoy Beading.
Only Oncp.
"Do you mean to tell me," said the
soulful young woman, "that you have
uever yet met tho woman whose
presence and touch thrilled your
whole being ln an utterly indescrib
able manner?" "Only once " said
the weary young man. "It was when
I was in the the bands of a woman
dentist. Indianapolis Journal.
The Small Brother.
1'apa Wa3 Mr. Sandyman hero
last evening? Hooked into the par
lor and saw no one butyou. Clara
Why, yes, father, he was ithere.
;l'ara .Strange I didn't see him.
i Willie I guess he must have irot into
'.he chair first! Life,
Mrs. Bargln Henry, I saved a
clean $25 to-day. I bought a winter
coat for S25, which had been re
duced from $50.
Bargin But, my dear, the feason
is over for winter coats, iiml thi
moths will eat it up before ncxti
winter.
Mrs. Bargin Ah, I was too sharp
for that! I added 85 to tho S25 I
saved, and bought a cedar chest to
keep it in! ruck.
A Ileal ProfeHsor.
Stranger I noticed you called your
fried professor. Is he really a pro
fessor? Boweryitc I should say s i.
Why, dat feller swollers a sword
eighteen inches, stands on his car and
cats glass out of a churn. Professor!
Well, I should just smite. "ev
York Herald.
Not ln So Many Words.
Dr. Thirdly Surely Enpec didn't
say he wished his wife was dead?
Elder Berry Xot in so many words.
He said nothing would please him
better than to contribute to tho
chUrch a new memorial window.
Browning, King & Co.'s Monthly.
An Unlucky Number.
Mrs. Eoughlake Mrs. Breaker is
so suierstitious lately. Mrs. Seawall
In what way? Mrs. Eoughlake
Here she is really hesitating about
getting a divorce lust because it hap
pens to be the thirteenth one she lias
applied for. Exchange.
l'or Ecouomy's Fako.
Husband Mercy! what have you trot
all the gas turned on full force lor?
Wife As a matter of economy,
John. 1 want to consume ?l,0utj
worth this year so's to get the dis
count of 10 cents a thousand. Bos
ton Transcript
Xtcwildcrlu.
"W hat has become of that man
who used to call here so often to see
vou?'' asked Mrs. Eastside of her
house servant, a rather good-looking
girl. "He doesn't come any more to
see me since he got married," was
the sad reply. "Oh, he has got mar
ried, has he? Whom did he marry':"
"Mc." Texas Sif tings.
Historical llacus$iuu.
Mrs. Wickwirc Wasn't it Shakes
peare who said that '-apparel oft pro
claims the man" or something ot the
sort? Mr. WicKwire I don't re
member, but probably you are right.
1 suppose they had clcthes loud
enough to ma.ee proclamations in his
day the same as now. Indianapolis
Journal.
At the Sunday Llnner-Table.
The Dear Tastor I hope vou never
go fishing on Sunday, my dear child?
VounC Hopeful Oh no, sir. The
Dear 1'astor That's right, my child.
Aud now tell me why you do not?
Young Hopeful Because papa says
he doesn't want to be bothered with
ma Truth.
Valuablo Inrormatloi:.
Dusty Rhodes Walker owes his
success to his knowledge of law and
valuations. Eitz William How is
that? Dusty Rhodes The minute
he looks at an article of virtu ho
knows whether it Is grand or petty
lar eny. New York World.
;Ilcr Exeuge.
Mrs. Y. II. You will have to give
me $10 extra this week. Mr. Y. II.
Why, my dear? Didn't you have tho
regular $20? Mrs. Y. H. Ob, yes,
but I have been trying some of tho'ie
recipes for keeping a family on --. S a
week. Exchange.
A Facotlou FrlHoncr.
A prisoner at Sing Sing, who was
prohably the original pronoundor ot
the conundrum, "What was Eve's
straw hat made of?" recently painted
over tbo door of the prison the sug
gestive sign, "Hair cut while you
wait" Exchange.
tier Dcarett I rlncl.
' "I shall celebrate my twenty-second
birthday next week," said Mlsi
Oiddey to her dearest friend. "I
supposo you forgot It when it came
around eight or uine years ago," wa3
Missl lypp's reply. Harper's Iia-ar.
An Illustration.
Tommy Maw, the teacher v.-auts
U3 to give tbo diiTcrence between
"hope" and "expect" Mri Figir
Weil, I hope to meet your father in
the next world but 1 hardly expect
to. Indianapolis Journal.
Ia tha "BIuo-Law" Iir.
Wife Art thy not glad to return
to thy home again, dear husband?
Husband Yes, wife; but, as it is now
the Sabbath ws may not express on.'
loy or kiss until to-moriow. Life.
Oris la or Sky TcrUcr .
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cats and dogs, jou know. Harper's
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