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I?.. F. BOHWEIEK,
THE CONSTITUTION THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS.
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VOL. XLVIII.
MIFFLINTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY, PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. NOVEMBER 7. 1894.
NO. 47.
HLV. DR. TALMAGE
XH BBOOKLTN DIVINE'S 8U1.
PAY HttMOB.
fubject: "Autumn Thoughts."
Text i "The stork In the heaven knoweth
lier appointed time, and the turtle, and the
rrane, and the swallow observe the time ot
their eomlne, but my people know not the
judgment of the Lord." Jeremiah vili., 7.
When Ood would et fast a hoautifnl
thoneht. He plants it in a tree. When Ho
would ptit it afloat. He fashions it Into a fish.
When He would have it elide the air. He
molds It into a bird. My text speaks of tour
birds of beautiful instinct the stork, of such
ftrons affection that it is allowed familiarly
to come in Holland and Germany and build
its nest oyer the doorway: the sweet
dlsposltloned turtledove, min;;line in color
white and black and brown and nshi-n and
chestnut ; the crane, with voice like the
clans of a trumpet ; the swallow. twift as a
dart shot out of the bow o' heaven, fallinc,
mounting, skimming, sailing four birds
started by the prophet twenty-five centuries
atfo, yet flying on throucn the ages, with
rousing truth under glossy wing and in the
clutch of stout olaw. I suppose it may have
been in this very season of the year nu'.iimn
and the prophet out of doors, tliluking of
the Impenitenoe of the people of his day,
bears a grat cry overhead.
Now, you know it le no easy thing for oni
with ordtnary delicacy of eye-sltr'it to look
Into the deep blue of noonday heaven, but
the prophi looks up, and there aro Hocks
of storks and turtledoves and cranes ant
swallows drawn out In Ions; linns for flgiit
southward. As is their hahit, the cranes
bsdamtntred themselves in two lines, mak
taff an aoifle, a weli;e splitting the air with
wild velocity, the old crane, with command
ing call, bidding them onward while
the towns, and the cities, and the
continents slid under them. The
prophet, almost blinded from looking Into
the dazzling heavens, stoops down and be
gins to think how muoh superior the i-irds
axe in sagacity about their safety than men
are about theirs, and ho pule his hand upon
the pen and begins to write, "The stork in
the heaven knowcth his appointed ttmt-e.anl
the turtle, and the crane, and the swallow
observe the time of their cotninv", but my
people know not the iu-Wment of the Lord."
If you were in the field to-day, in the
elunip of trees at the corner of the field, you
would see a convention of birds, noisy as
the American Congress the Inst night belore
adjournment or as the English Parliament
when some unfortunate member propose,
more economy in the Queen's household.
a convention of birds all talking at once,
moving and passing resolutions op the sul
ject of migration, some proposing to go to
morrow, some moving that they go to-day,
but ail unanimous in the fart that they must
00 soon, for they have marching orders
from the Lord written on the first white
sheet of the frost and in the pictorial of the
ohanglng leaves.
There Is not a belted kinslKher, or n
ehafflnch. or a fire crest ed wren, or a p'ovor.
or a red legged partridge but expects to '
spendtfie winter at the houth. for the apart
ments have already ben ordered for them
in South America or in Africa, and after
thousands of miles of flight they will stop in
the very tree where they spent Inst January.
Farewell, bright plumage I Until spring
weather, away ! Fiy on, great ban I of
heavenly musicians! Strew the conti
nents with music, and, whether from
Ceylon Isle, or Carolinian swamps, or
Brazilian groves men see your wiuirs or
hear your voice, may they jet bethink them
selves of the solemn words of the text, "The
stork in the heaven knoweth her appointed
times, and the turtle, and the crane, and the
swallow observe the time of their coming,
tut my people know not the ju igment of
the Lord."
I propose so far as Ood mny holp me In
this sermon carrying out the idea of the text
to show that the birds of the air have more
sagacity than men. And I begin by par
ticularizing and saying that they mingle
imalc with their work. The most serious
undertaking of a, bird's life is this an
nual flight southward. Naturalists tell us
that they arrive thin and weary an 1 pluaiago
ruffled, and yet they go singing all the way,
the ground the lower line oi the music, the
ky the upper line of the music, themselves
the notes soaftered up and down between. I
sappose their song gives elasticity to their
wtngand helps on with the journey, dwind
itog 1000 miles into 400. Would God that
w. were as wise as they In mingling Chris
tian song with our everyday work I I be
lieve there Is suoh a thing as taking the
pitch of Christian devotion in the morning
and keeping It all the day. I think we
mfght take some of the dullest, heavies',
most disagreeable work of our life and set It
to the tuna oi "Antiooa" or ".Mount Pis
gah." It to a good sign when you hear a work
men whistle. It is a better igu when you
hear blm hum a roundelay. It is a still bet
ter sign when you hear him sing the words
of Isaao Watts or Charles Wesley. A violin
chorded and strung, if something accident
ally strikes It, makes music, and I suppose
there Is suoh a thing as having our hearts so
attuned by divine grace that even the rough
collisions of lilo will make a heav
enly vibration. I do not believe
that the power of Christian song has yet
been fully tried. I believe that if you could
roll the "Old Hundred" doxology through
the street it would put an end to any panic.
I believe that the discor ls, and the sorrows,
and the sins of the world are to be swept out
Uf heav-i-born halleluiahs. Some oneasked
HKydn, the celebrated mustcian. why he al
ways composed such eheeriul music.
"Why," he said. "I can't do otherwise.
When I think of GoJ, my soul is so full oi
Joy that the notes leap and danc
from my pen." I wish we might
all exult melodiously before the Lord.
With God for our Father and Christ for our
Saviour, and heaven for our home and
angels for future companions, and eternity
for a lifetime, we should strike all the notes
of joy. Going through the wilderness ol
this world let us remember that we areob
the way to a summery clime of heaven, and
from the migratory populations flyinc
through this autumnal air learn always tc
keep singing t
Children of the Heavenly King,
As ye journey, sweetly sing.
Sing your Saviour's worthy praise.
Glorious In His works and ways.
Ye are traveling home to God
In the way your fathers trod.
They are happy now, and we
Soon their happiness shall see.
The Church of Ood never will be a trl
umphant ohurch until it becomes a singing
hurch. ...
I go lurther and remark that the birds ol
the air are wiser than we in the fact that in
their migration they fly very high. During
the summer, whenthey are in the fields, thej
often come within rwaoh of the gun, but
when they -start for the annual flight south,
ward tfiey lake their places midneaven and
"go straight as a mark. The longest rifle
that was ever brought to shoulder can
not reach them. Would to God that we
were as wise as the stork and crane in our
flight heavenward I We fly so ow M
are within easy range of the world the flesh
and the devil. We are brought down by
temptations that ought not to oi't,l.n
mile of reaching ua. Oh for some of the
lalthot George Muller of England and Alfred
Oookman,xuce of be church militant, now
dtieolmrch triumphant I So poor is t he
B.Bi.iuiii. - , Moles
tocy such thing as a " CZZh
never did believe tn eagles. But my breth
ren, because wa have not Jhe,t '
heights ouiselves, shaU h J?0
tbt there any suoh ielghts? A man was
21 .Tu7!L H-n.,L the famous engi-
aeer, about the lenvtho! the railroad from
r .!, m mi The engineer said t "
not 3 tp-eat. We suali have "er
wtn a steamer run rime trons Ensrlaan to
New Yrrtk." They laughed him to scorn,
but we have gone fro far now that we n:Jva
eeased to Inugh at ffnvHiiog as impassible
for human achievement. Then I ask, Is any
thing impossible for the Lord? I do not be
lieve that God exhausted all H'S grace In
Pllrt anil T..tiinar an.l V. 1 ivard I'll von. I
r ami r. iwum -
higher points of Chrwtlan
ST in ,mare aS
believe there are
attainment to be
Of thlt rhrlill.n nrl
1'on tell me that Paul went up to the tip
top Of the Alps of Chrlsvian attainment.
Then I tell you that the stork and crane
have found above the Alps pl-nty of roo n
for tree flying. We go out and we conquer
our temptations by the grace ot God an 1 lio
down. On the morrow those temptations
Tally themselves and attack us, and by tho
grace of Ood we defeat them again, but
staying all the time in the old encampment
wo have the same old battles to fight over.
Why not whip out our temptations and
then forward mareh. making one raid
through the enemy's country, stopping not
until we break ranks aft er the last victory.
Do, my brethren, let as hare some novelty
of combat, at any rate, by ehangfhg.by going
on, by making advancement, trading off
our stale prayers about sins we ought to
have quit long ago, golngon toward a higher
state of Christian character, and routing out
sins that we have never thought of yet.
The fact is. If the church ot GoJ, If we
as individuals, made rapid advancement
in the Christian life these stereotyped pray
ers we have been making for ten or flftoon
years wonld be as InaDDronriate to us as the
shoes, and the hats, and the coats we wore
ten or fifteen years ago. Oh, for higher
flight in the Christian life, the stork anJ the
crane in their migration teaching us the les
son' Dear Lord, and shall we ever live
At this poor dying rate.
Our love so faint, so cold to Thee,
And Thine to us so great f
Again, I remark that the birds' of the air
are wiser than w. becausa thev know wbnn
to start. It you should go out now and
shout, "Stop, storks and crane, don't be in
a hurry !" they would say t "No, we cannot
stop. Last night we heard the roaring in
the woods bidding us away, an 1 the shrill
flute of the north wind has sounded the re
treat. We must go." Bo they gather them
selves into companies, and turning not aside
for storm, or mountain top, or shook
of musketry over land and sea,
straight as an arrow to the mark, ther
go. And if you come oat this morning with
a sack of corn and throw it In the field and
try and get them to stop they are so far up
they would hardly see It. They are on their
way south. You could not stop them. Oh,
that we were as wise about the best time to
start for God and heaven ! We say- "Wait
nntil it is a little later In the season of
mercy. Wait until some oi these green
leaves of hope are all dried np and have
been scattered. Wait nntil next year."
After awhile we start, and it is too late,
and we perish in the way when God's wrath
is kindled but a little. There are, you know,
exceptional oises, where birJa have started
too late, and in the morning you have found
them dead on the snow. And there are
those who have perished halfway between
the world and Christ. They waited until
the last sickness, when the mind was gone,
or they were on the express train going at
forty miles an hour, and they came to the
bridge, and the "draw was np," and
they went down. How long to repent and
pray? Two seconds ! To do the work of a
lifetime and to prepaie for the vast eternity
in two seconds 1 I was reading ot an enter
tainment given in a king's court, and the
were musicians there, with elaborate pieces
ot music After awhile Mozart earns and
began to play, and he bad a blank piece ol
fmp T before him, and the king famtllarly
ooked over his shoulder and said : "What
nre you plnying? I see no musio before
you." And Mozart put bis hand on his brow,
as much as to say, "I am improvising." It
was very well for hlra ; but, oh, my friends,
we cannot extemporize heaven. If we do
not get prepared in this world, we will never
take part in the orchestral harmonies of the
saved. Oh, that we were as wise as the erane
and the stork, flying away, flying away from
thetempest !
Some of you have felt the plnehlng frost
of sin. You feel it to-day. You are not
happy. I look into your faces, and 1 know
vou are not happy. There are voices within
your soul that will not be silenced, telling
you that you are sinners, and that without
the pardon of God you are undone forever.
What are you going to do, my friends, with
the accumulated transgressions of this
lite-time? Will you stand still and let the
avalanche tumble over you? Oh, that
you would go away Into the warm heart of
Go l's mercy 1 The southern grove, redolent
with magnolia and enctus, never waited tor
northern flocks as God has waited for you,
saying "I have loved thee with an everlast
ing love. Come unto Me, all ye who are
weary and heavy laden, and I Will give you
rest." ,
Another frost is bidding you away. It is
the frost of sorrow. Where do you live now?
"Oh," you say, "I have moved." Why did
you move?" You say, "I don't want as large
a house now as formerly." Why do you
not want as large a house? You say, "My
family '-s not so large." Where have they
to? Eternltv I Your mind goes back
through that Inst sickness, and through the
almost supernatural effort to keep life, and
through those prayers that seemed un
availing, and through that kiss which
received no response because the Up
were lifeless, and I hear the bells tolling,
and I hear the hearts breaking. While I
speak I hear them break. A heart! An
other heart! Alone, alone, alone i This
world, which in your girlhood and boyhood
was sunshine, is cold now, and, oh I weary
dove, you flv around tbls world as though
you would like to Btay, when the wind, and
the frost, and the blackening clouds would
bid you away iito the heart of an all con
forting God.
Yon may have noticed that when the
chaffinch, or the stork, or the crane starts
on Its migration It calls all those of its kind
to come too. The tree tops are full of ohlrs
and whistle and carol, and the long roll call.
The bird does not start off alone. It gathers
all of its kind. Oh, that you might be as
wise in this migration to heaven, and that
you might gather all your families and youi
lriends with youl I would that Hannai
might take Samuel by the hand, and Abra
ham might take Isaan, and Hagar might
take IshmaeU I ask you if those who sat at
your breakfast table this morning will sit
with you in heaven. I ask you what In
fluences you are trying to bring upon them,
whnt example you are setting them. Axe
you calling them to go with you? Aye, aye
have you started yourself?
Start for heayen and take your children
with you. Come, thou and aH thy house.
Into the ark. Tell your little ones that there
nre realms of balm and sweetness for all
those who fly in the right direction. Swifter
than eagle's stroke put out for heaven. Llk
the crane, or the stork, stop not night or day
natil you And the right place tor shopping.
Heated to-day in Christian service, will
you be seated in the same glorious sery.
lee when the heavens have passed away
with a great noise, and the elements have
melted with fervent heat, and the redeemed
are gathered around the throne of Jesus?
The Saviour calls.
Ye wanderers, come.
Oh, ye benighted souls,
Why longer roam?
The Spirit calls to-day
Yield to His power.
Oh, grieve Him not away,
"X1 mercy's hour.
A German military writer Las figured
ont that in the r'raDco-J?rnfiau war
1:500 shots were tired for every man
killed.
Malsria h said to be caused by a vege
table micro-organism inhabiting
the
blond of man and sonio of tue
ani I als.
lower
A vecetuble freak was recently
found in a Newman, Oeorgifl, garden
It was a pepper pod which, when open
ed, was fonnd to contain another per
fect pod.
A perfectly formed face is one
third forebead, one-third nose, one
third upper and lowor chin.
Uodr water find soil wood lasts
forever and a dnv. In the n usenm at
Maveuce are shown a large number of
; 1, nil. -s used Dv me u m
S ID
thousand
bnildiu? a bridge itere
veurs or so ago.
i .i(rht off Flaraborongh,
Eugfan l. the other day was found to
have fifty-nine fish hoiU., all butted,
iu his stomach.
A i oliceman in Jers y City, . J.,
finding a thief was setting away from
him, jumped aboard a trolley car, im
press -ig t into the oityV fervice, gve
K withir. and perfectly overhauled
and cptured h a man
, Vinetv tlBV repmea 7
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A SONG
LI Te Is Tu'l o beauty
Lots o' love an' bliss,
'nder m:xl w'th duty
Sweeter, too, for this !
Has a little painin'
But we worry through
Mostly, when it's ralnin".
Bun's a-shinln', too !
(Rain's a bit sain' flowin'
From the thoughtful skies
Keeps the crops a-growin'
Hakes the roses rise !
Live your life, an la! or.
An' you'll find each day.
Heaven your nearest neighbor
Love your peace an' pay !
Atlanta Constitution.
A HALT AT DAWN.
BY FI.OIIENCE HULL.
ARGAKET DAX.
VERS stepped
aboard the southern
bound sleeper ai
Chicago one stormy
March evening, and)
Mj-. as Bhe walked com
ZKbTx posedlv to her berth.
"i car, the eyes of
every person present
-were riveted upon
closely fitting gar
sable, which envel-
ter. She wore a
meiit of Russian
cped her completely, and a large
bearer hut with drooping plumes, and
from the single fine diamond at her
thropt to the tips of her dainty Suede
boots she looted the model of a fash
jonablo beauty. She was the only
woman on the cur, and before she hail
f.iirly settled herself comfortably, alj
the men ha 1 mentully pronounced their
opinion of her looks and style, ant
hazarded a conjecture as to her age,
Hot attendant, a florid man of middle
jge, received the slight degree of at
tention justified by his seeming only
an adjunct of the moment. Ashe left
her, he put into her hands n bunch of
costlv roses, which she received with a
smile and luid upon the opposite seat
t.ie instant he was gone.
Ji the score ol passengers, two or
three knew her by siht, for she was,
in a way, a public character, but as it
happened, none were really acquainted
with her, and before long even those
most deeply interested in her appear
ance yielded to the apathy peculiar to
sleeping cars, and subsided into their
newspapers or their rugs, preparing to
wear out the evening until bed time,
Margaret amused herself in watch-
ilg the flying snow and in reverie.
Too used to traveling to even care to
look about her, she yielded to the
prevailing somnambulistic influence
j&st enough to dream without sleeping.
At twenty-eight she was her own
mistress, earn:4ig an independent in
come through the use of her beautiful
Voice. The teaching Java and the
drudgery of the class room had passed,
and as a concert singer she was favora
bly known in more than one Western city
noted for its critical taste. After a
successful winter in Milwaukee and
Chicago she was now on her way to
fulfil an engagement in Balti- j
more, which promised more
than anything in which she had yet
engaged. She was in the heydey of
ber powers, admired, in radiant health,
conscious of her beauty and talent, and
nntir.'Iy satisfied with life. What did
It mean that, as she looked from the
window with a proud smile on her lips,
some tantalizing thoughts should in
trude themselves, and the mind so en
tirely self-poised should feel, for the
first time in years, the weakening in
fluence of some emotional fancies. It
was her boast that she was never lone
ly, never sad, that her whole heart was
in her work.
By nine o'clock Margaret, enveloped
In a down wrapper of dark red, lay
courting sleep in her section. Over
her was spread the fur ulster, none
too warm above the blankets, even for
her warm blood. The thermometer
outside would have registered zero, and
whiffs of icy air found their way every
now and then into the car. Every
thing was quiet save her thoughts
hich began to utter themselves with
loud, importunate voices, as if answer-
x 11 : . 1 a : .1 1 .
tog souie iiui iiuoui., luuoiicuuou. v.i
her control. "I have happily been
able to say all my life that I don t
know what nerves were," said Marga
ret to herself, "but I begin to think
that from some inexplicable cause I am
fcervous."
"Richard Allen !" She started as if
the words had been spoken in her ear.
Swiftly memory flew back ten years,
and she saw herself standing bare
headed at the gate of her
father's house in the Highlands
of the Hudson where her child
hood had been passed ; and beside
her, bending tenderly to catch her
lightest word, the form of her first
lover, then a poor, obscure young lieu
tenant in the army. With an indiffer
ence scarce tinged with pity, since it
hardly occurred to her in those days
that men could really feel, she had met
his pleading affection with an enthus-.
iastic outburst of her ambition to lead
the urtist's life, to spend her energies
in self-development, and show what a
woman wholly devoted to an intellect-
ual and artistic career migni Decome.
They had sung in the choir together,
had mingled their voices in moments
when, inspired by devotional ecstasy,
it seemed that the two spirits united
into one, in that mysterious fellowship
hich belongs alike to religion ana to
love. And yet she had no feeling for
nim aoove regain , ictue j
one, for anything but art.
"You mutt not think I am deficient
in womanly sensibility," she had said
to him, with one of those soft glances
of the meaning and effect of which she
was entirely careless and unconscious.
"But some women must regain spin
sters, you know, and I think I sua
meant to be one of the sisterhood.
Ton do not know yourself. Xhi
luy will come when ambition will seem
uothiug to you; when the homely
things, the real things, will take on
their true value to your eyes, and a
'career' will seem a mere artificiality
-hat has nothing to do with what U
best and sweetest in life."
The words had passed her by C3 an
'die phrase, evohed from disappoint
ment. And she and Richard Allen ha I
tnrted, he going to his post on thelml
3 rizonn, aud she to Italy to study.
V'ld vet nothing passes from us cr.
':relv Here, without warning, with-.
V -t Ler intention, tho little scene came
j bsfote her a"J Bhe ww B,n
tm : pple orchard In blossom, the " redj
br chimney of the school-honss !
an-oMS the way looming up in the mooif
pif;ht, the hills in the distance, tag
f-trtmg, proudly-carried figure at beg
fcide. Au I then scene after scene came
hip before her, always with the two
lagures present : the manly, devoted
Hover, the self -absorbed girL
A jar, a shock, a sudden stop, as li
the train had ran against a wall of rock,
iind Margaret started up and drew the
leurtuin aside instinctively. A fall
through space what was it, oh, where
was she. Had the train fallen down
a embankment? ,
After a minute she realized that she
!had been thrown from her berth across
the car, that other persons lay about,
pome groaning, some hastily picking
themselves up. She shut her eyes:
there was a sharp pain in her left arm and
n weight upon her side. A falling lamp
(had struck her, and from some cause
ehe could not rise. There was a terri
ble confusion, much talking, and hail
a dozen people bending over her pity
ingly and asking her questions.
"What has happened? Is anybody
(killed?" she asked.
Several persons answered at onoe.
They had run into a freight. The en
gineer on their own train was killed ;
;ne one else. Many were Hurt. Uoulo
whe bear to be moved?
"I must," she returned, setting her
lips, for agonizing pains began tc
shoot through her foot, and th
thought of beinj touched was suffer
ing. "Fortunately we are just on the
loutskirts of Frithville there are
houses near." It was the conductor
who spoke now, and he at once took
charge. She was lifted carefully,
wrapped in blankets and carried out.
Their ear had sustained less damage
than any other, being in the rear, and
there was no difficulty in getting out.
"If she could stand it to be taker
over yonder," said some one, pointing
to a house some distance away, "she'd
be more comfortable, I reckon. "
"Where are we?" asked Margaret,
bravely suppressing her pain.
"Somewhere in southern Indiana
a little town called Frithville," a mac
answered her.
"If she could stand it to be takes
over to the doctor's house" said the
persistent first speaker.
"I can stand it," she interposed;
"take me there quickly.
They improvised a sort of rough lit
ter of mattresses, and carried hei
across a field in the open country.
The dawn was just breaking, and th
pale moon was slowly fading out ol
view before the great coming light.
The air was clear, cold, crisp; anc
though there had evidently been f
heavy f torm during tb night, it hac
rle:ied completely, and the first ray ol
mulight glittered upon banks of frozei
enow. The house before which thej
etoiiped was a plain, two-storied
Wooden stmct'ire, which seemed
at first sijrht peculiarly barret
looking. Clean white rnrtaini
hung in straight, scant folds at
the windows. The door had bees
tlrab in color, but the paint had beer
so assiduously scrubbed that on
now took its presence on trust. Then
was a brass knocker and a rush door
mat on which lav a large black cat
with bristling white whiskers.
The door was opened by a sever
Swedish girl, whose st irehed cap and
b; nm snrgeited careful housekeeping,
us her s-.isplcions countenance sug-pvr-ted
ich.Kjitality. She made nc
objections to admitting them, how
t ver, aud Margaret was carefully de
pot.ited up in a couch in the sitting
room to wait the coming of the doctor,
who, the maid said, had just left the
Louse to go to the scene of the wreck.
"We'll send him back to you,
mu'aiu, right off," one of the men as
sured h--ir. "You oujht to be 'tended
to first."
"Xot if others ere su Jering and need
ium more," said Margaret faintly.
The uugenial-lookiug Swede proved
iierself to be not deficient in skill,
even though sympathy was ii a meas
ure lae!::ng. She made her guest ns
comfortable as she could. The (-hoe
was cut from the swollen ankle, which
was bathed and bandaged, aud the
hurts n;on tho shoulder and aide were
vr,10nnoed to be only bruises which
. . . , - i . .,
".tierr doctor wouia make rignt.
n,i tUeIl Margaret was left to herself
while the girl went to make the inevit
able "cup of tea," which was to stt
levery thing straight.
After nwhiio her eyes began to
wander idly around the room. It
seemed half parlor, half study. Fold
ing doors divided it from the office at
the back. There was a book-case, well
filled ; some good engravings on the
walls; a few easy -chairs covered with
r iw silk of a dull hue, much
worn; and a writing table
between the windows, half covered
with books and magazines. Therj
was something agreeable to her taste
in the air of the room. She could im
agine it the abode of a man whose very
poverty could never become squalid.
The Rreat ojien Franklin stove shoue
briphtiVt am the hearth was scruu-
jOUBiy ciean. Tjpon the mantel were a
j.ronZ(J ofe anj B pajr 0f fine vases,
daillty in tone and finiHh ; they were
BOe womany touches about the
)lac Noting these details half
:i,ll.t-,Ilti Hlia ! bact aftin onj
losed her eves.
When she opened them again, they
happened to glance directly over a
?orner of the room which had before
been dim, but was now illuminated by
a shaft of sunlight. A carved bracket
fc there, and on the shelf lay a
sinarular-looking little instrument.
sliaped like a dagger, of Moorish tie?
vice, the handle inlaid with gold, left
rough and unpolished. When Margaret
saw this small object, she gave a littln
cry and tried to rise, but finding that
impossible, she dropped back upon her
pillows as if she had been shot, her
eyes fixed npon the little inatrntner.t
' v.iti a IojIi of r3;o:pi:tion that wi
kulf pleasure, half alarm. What
I strange trick was fate about to play
' her? How could this thing be possi
ble? 1 ' There was a noise ; the front door
ppened and some one came along tlia
fiall with a firm, measured step.
Margnret's heart, that well-regulate. I
rgan, beat to suffocation. She hardly
ilnred listen or lojk. She threw her
t-rms up over herforeli jbaI, n.-arly con
lojaling her face. Souie on j iiterel
f'ie rtom and pai;-.l beside her. A
veil-remembered xo'.c, graver, deeper
i,hsn of yors yet vrith a cheery ring ia
fr, said,""x-ct me see what I cando to
Jiclp yon, madam." A chair was drawn
fip to the side of the couch, a gentle
?iat)d tjok her own. Her pulse wai
beating furiously ; the hand was held
rather long, as if something perplexed
ihira. She felt searching eyes bent
oipon her face and suddenly threw
I town her arms. The doctor drew
pack, his face paling, and the two
f ooked at each other for a minute in
j ilence. She spoke first, putting out
Ler hand timidly.
Richard, don't yon remember me?"
"Remember you? As if I were likely
ever to forget you."
She softly touched bis empty sleeve,
pinned over his breast, two tears stand
ing in her eyes.
"At Black Uulch," He said, "1 have
got over minding it. Don't grieve. " :
"You left the army?"
"Ye four years ago. My health
gave way. I studied medioine in
Indianapolis, was invited here by an (
old friend to become his assistant, and
shortly afterward he died, lhat is
all."
"You never never " I
"Yes; I married."
The words were an unexpected stab.
Margaret gasped, amazed that she
should care. Uer face suddenly be- 1
came suffused with color, and she
turned it awar. I
"She only lived a year Margaret," ,
said the doctor, bending down to study .
the fair, flushed face, suddenly pain
smitten. I
"My arm !" said Margaret faintly. '
drawing his attention to the lease!
hurt
He was the doctor again at once,
and. for the next half hour all urofes-
jiioiial gravity, and as impersonal at '
the sphinx ; yet the woman felt through
every nerve, like the musical vibra-'
lion, me luriu 01 11 in una, warm j
fingers, the scrutiny of his eyes. H
was changed, worn through suffering
rather than years, his face lined, hit
hair grown gray ; with nothing young
about him but his eyes, which sparkled
with a cheer and brightness no griel
could dim, for they mirrowed a mind
above all personal consideration, con
cerned with those large, loving inter
ests belonging to humanity.
The doctor came and went quietly,
her eyes following him. When he in
tercepted the look she blushed like s
school-girl. Too busy all that day to
jgive hor more than necessary atten-
tion, he yet lost nothing that passed, '
;md sho had a sense which was oddly
jdeasant that he understood somethin g
it what was passing in her mind. It
was terible, too. There were moment i '
when she wished herself miles away.
Besides all the physical pain which
i he endured that long day, Margaret's
1 oul was the battle-ground of a strug
gle far more exhausting. Ambition,
t-ride, and love of the world fought I
Siard against a tender, xtewly-bcrn im
tmlsc, which it seemed that a single
f ...inn mirrllt r
tleath. I
The coals burned red in the open
-tove ; a little tea table was set in the
middle of the room, and in the easiest
chair in the house, piled with all the
available cushions, the doctor placed
Margaret, taking his position opposite
her. The solemn Swedish girl brought
in supper, which was well cooked aim
served with a scrupulous cleanliness
that almost atoned for the absence of
a more dainty service.
The doctor's face shown with satis
faction, but his manner, although gen
ial, was ceremonious. Margaret felt
that, in the few feet intervening be
tween them, there lay years of orm
nd grief and disappointment. She
' It a yearning to bridge the chasm, to
.'raw nearer to him, even though she !
hrdelf hod to take the hard steps to
ward understanding.
Thought the woman : "Does he love
me still?" And thought the man: "Is
libe tired of the world, and could she
learn to love me now?"
But they spoke of music ; of camp
life on the western frontier ; of what
they bed seen, what they had read.
Not a word of what they felt. A few
hours later the doctor stood in his bara
little soldier's bed room, and looked in
his glass. For five minutes he studied
himself, and then he turned away, re
solved to let no new hope spring up iu
his heart. But Margaret slept tn
dream of him, woke through the night
thinking of him, as she could not havo
ci iigiit in the old days, when he
wooed her in the confidence of his
fresh, hopeful youth.
There was no hotel in the village,
ind the few scattered houses were
:rowded with the wounded passengers,
lying over till well enough to proceed
with their journey. Margaret was not
torry that there was no other place for
ler than the refuge sh had been
,aen to. "I am thinking that I am
. iln-Tularly fortunate in being in the
! Sot-tor's house, where I get special at
tention," she said to him, with a little
fluttering smile.
Iu time these shy looks wrought
upon the doctor, and his stern resolu
tion wavered. He found himself
sounding her preferences and attach
j ments, with the unconfessed design ol
extracting some unguarded word that
might indicate a change in her old
convictions. Carrying on together
these two processes determination to
i refrain and resolution to pursue, which
often accompanies some course of ac
tion embraced in accordance with a
patnral, unworldly judgment, he man-f-god
to betray to the eager girl all he
feished to conceal and she wished to
);now. She had telegraphed to Balti
more that she would be there in ten
lays. Four of them had passed, and
ho was free from pain and able to put
tier foot to tli9 ground. The doctor
persisted in helping her from her
couch to the chair and back again.
"But I can walk alone now," she ob
jected. "We must be careful. Not nntil to
morrow." She protested with great
earnestness. "True I have bnt one
arm," he said, with the firtt accent oi
l-itterness she had heard from him.
Iler lips parted to give utterance to a
sudden rush of words, but she only
looked at him, with eyes so eloquent
that he answered the look.
"Margaret, do you care? Dear, 1
have always loved you, I love yon now
can you care?" '
Sh dropped her head on his shoul
der, but said nothing. The doctor
held her close for a minute, and then,
leaving her, began to walk up and dowr
tho room.
"It is impossible !"
"It may be impossible," murmured
Margaret with a little blush, "but it
is true,'"
It 13 cruel in me to ask It, dear.
Ton young, beautiful, brilliant
with success at your feet, and I "
' She put up her hand imploringly.
Jt was caught and held. "And I am
Loor, obscure and old," he finished,
in eyes upon her face.
"I have come to you, Richard. It
reems strange to me. I cannot explain
it, but it seems as if everything the
world has to offer me is nothing be
side" "Beside my love?" he bent on one
kne" beside her chair and put het
hand to his lips.
"I want to share your life," she said,
nnd a new expression grew upon her
frtt-e, a high, devoted look which was
half heroic, all womanly. "I want to
learn something of the great things,
the true things."
"You have had greater things than
I can give you. Think of all you ar
leaving !"
She made a gesture of renunciation.
"It does not seem much to leave for
jou."
"Ah, my darling, I am afraid you
will regret it. The work-a-day world
will be a trial to you. And mine it
a veritable work-a-day world."
He kept his eyes on her face , hall
dreading to see her shrink away. But
what woman is not won by an appear
ance of self-renunciation? Richari
could not have let her go now ; at the.
l.w-t instant he would have snatched her
to his breast, had she drawn away;
But the misgiving that rushed over him
so fiercely was a real one, a sensible
one ; he felt it profoundly, and tried
to read in her eyes a shadow of this
coming regret. But her eyes were
clear, loving, radiunt. She pressed
herself against his breast, and gave
Jirm the great gift of her life and her
i'utnre. Would the shadow ever come 1
The moon looked softly in, an hour
Int.
er, and tin-ling the lovers in that
delicious dream which once in a life
time comes to most men and women,
drew over face a gray cloud-veil and
loft them to dream on. Romance. .
BERLIN'S YOUTHFUL GIANT.
3m U
14 Tun Oil. 6 Feet Tall, and
We'a-h 3.IO Pound.
A boy of gl. antic propo.-Uons, su.'h
as has uever before been equaled by
similar objects -jf eu -iosity, U bein
exhibited in Uerlin, says a writer in
the St. LouU lost-Dispatch. Ills
name is Carl Ullrich, and he was
born in September, 18S0. His father
Is a man of small stat ire, and his
mother and thelrseven other offspring
show no un'isual proportions. Up to
his third year Charles are w normally;
from thai t mi on he to k a spurt
toward an unusually rapid de.e'op
ment. He l-i now nearly six feet
till and weighs 320 rounds. His
head measures in circumference 27
inches. Ham's s.nd fet are enor
mously developed, the middle fin
ger of each band being in diameter
the size of a silver dollar. Tro'es-or
Vlrchow, who ha cl sely examined
this juvenile monstrosity, states that
ins giant Bar.
a'l the bodily organs perform their
functions normally, and that in all
p-obabilliy the slant youngster will
burpass all giant men when he reach
es his majority. Carl was a bright
and active pupil at school, and con
verses intelligently with bis audi
ence, although he has been in the
museum but a very ehort time.
MAGNETIC FINGERS.
Ila'tl the Tips Together and Thej Cannot
Be l ulled Apart.
Bend your arms in such a way
that with half-folded hands the two
index fingers of each hand are clo e
together. Tell one of your friends
to apparently magnetize your arms
MAO BI-1C riNOKKS.
by stroking t'.e n. Rring your fln
per Up-i clo-e togethe r and p-esthm
lightly against each ot! e-. The nig
neti.lng part is, of c ,u:s , all bun
combe. iS'ow invite some one iu the
crowd to si:e j our ar r.s by the
wristcand pull th?m aprrt. without,
however, jerxing them apirt. Thii
It will le impi.ilile to do, and your
little audi n e w 11 le.ieve that It Is
the maineii ing of your arms wni. h
ho'ds them to Hhr, nhile t U
nothing more tlvn the n itutal fact
that in the p ii on of ttu aruij oj
have the advantage.
Sot Ha Much m l.' Was.
"Hello, old fellow. Your wife K
out, U she?" 'ies. But she isn't
out as much as I am." Uetroit lurf
Ires
mi I J f t t
'
LU1 ILLS,
EXriiA03DINARY
PZr.TJ 00773 IT IN A VAIETT OP
K ATTJOAXi C0L033.
I he Ilemarkablc Fleecy Staple of ilia
Piura It is Watered Only Ones
Iu Seven Years Tree Cotton.
I THE oiscovery of new and nat
I ural sources of wealth in Peru
I is an unendintr wonder. From
. the day in 1531 when Pizarro
entered th3 Bay of Paita, that dtlight
ful land lias presented the world an
iituminited procession of revelations
extending along three and a half cen- '
turies of its modert history. j
Green fields covered the coast plains 1
r.nler the benign influence of the Inca '
rule, which devised the economy of ir- j
rigation and impressed the discoverers
TitU a sense of the wealth and beauty j
of the land now become a bald, gray j
sterile waste, bnt showing here and
there a brilliant spot of verdure in the
midst of the general aridity. !
The lands of the Piura lie four to .
five degrees south of the equator, and
once in seven years are visited by floods
that wet a narrow belt along the bank?,
whereby some 1600 acres are made
available for cultivation, all of which
is now appropriated to cotton. This
one wetting gives five crops, two per
r-r and tlipn the land r.af ts to finif h
the cycle of seven years and another I
succession of five cro;s. The waters
of the Pinr.i continue to flow until
some time in October, when the people (
who live iu t'ae valley begin to sink
wells in the sauds of the river bottom
for their daily supply. The disap- J
pearance of the river is so gradual it if ;
not possible to designate the day when
it takes place. Not so, however, its
arrival, in February or March, when
the bed of the stream has been dry for
months and has been occupied by truck
gardens. I
Then the people become thirsty for
the river. Every traveler from up the !
valley is questioned as to where the
river was when he passed. If he report j
that it is coming a crowd of eager list-,
euers and questioners surround him a;
if he brought important news from
so-ue foreign loan commission ; and
naturally enough, for the condition ol j
the river, whether it contains much o j
little wat jr, is the prophecy of a yesr'
erop. At last, geueially about the
middle ot February, one hears that the j
river is twenty leagues away and is
coming; a lew nays later 11 is oniy ten
leagues distant, and as it passes tht
upper haciendas the Indians turn oul
and welcoma it with dium and fife and
fire rockets.
Sometimes there comes a disappoint
ment ; for when it seems a sure tiling
and the people of the city of Piura iu
the lower valley have begun to look
for it the river has ceased to flow ; ii
sinks away in the sands and they say,
"The river has gone bask." This,
however, will last but a few days.
Agaiu it comes and we hei-.r in Piur
that 'The river is but a league iwj
and will be with us to-day." Then
every horso and saddle is brought oul !
and the people leave the city to meet
th9 iness;-aer of glad tidings, o!
health aud r'ches to the arid land. j
In all the year thtre is not in the I
north of Pera a fest to etjual this.
No fatigue is felt by the multitudes
who travel through the heavy sands ;
some on foot, some on donkeys poor
brutes, mos-t patient of all created !
beingf-. carrying two or three grown
ni3n a:i 1 w jm i wltii a s;u ill family of '
hilf-gi-o.v.4 children; t:lnrs again are
mount jd ou mules 1 u.l then the elite
on h-.irs-'s. All are glad ! When you I
nice, tli 5 r.ver
tin r.ver it is a luUe tricklint;
strjaTiileu rduuin li.rj an 1 tliera 111
search oft'i; lowes. pi ices; it stops ti
fill the ivciis in its road that were ex
cavated lat season, and then runs for
ward in the same little rill. A short
dibt i 9 further up you will find a re
spectable stream, where the boys and
dogs run into it aud lie down an 1
revel, an 1 in a little time eau swim. It
is for every iiody a season of real joy,
and with many a carnival of frolic. 1
Tha spectacle of its approach wit- I
nessed from the Bridge of Piura is a
wonderful sight. You see the pioneer 1
of the marching host come tlowly
around a hend of the river at the up
per edge of the town, followed shortly
by the surging army of thousands l
people; you hear the musie oT th i '.
band, the murmur of five tlioasan I !
voioes and the din of rockets whicli
throw a smoking lino ulong the air. j
The river has come !
It has reached the bridge in th 1
early evening anil the band plays whil .
the people dauce on and under th 1
bridge ail night lour, or as long asth' f
increasing flood permits. If 5000 tur 1
out to escort the river to Piura, it i'
met by more than 12,000 at CatscaoF,
an Indian pueblo sis miles lower tlo-v.i
the stream. i
The cotton produced in the valley
of the Piura shows varying shades froi 1
a rich dark brown to the purest white, 1
so finely graded that one cau scarcely
tell whern one color ends and tht
other begins. At the present time tot!
cultivable area is so small that tho de
mands of the market cannot lie mei.
By the system proposed it is lu!ed t i
get more than a million acres of In
fertile territory under the cars of ir
rigation, when not only cotton, lm:
sugar, coffee, cocoa, iudigo, all th
vegetables and fruits of the tropics ca 1
be grown as they were centuries ago.
The appearance of a Peruvian cottoa
field may well astonish an American
planter, for in the five years of it
growth the plant often reaches a
height of twenty feet, and iu th
weeks of ripening has all the beauty
of an immense sunlit snowdrift.
The "Peruvian tree cotton," o
which a good deal has been written, if
really only an accident. The "trees''
are front seed deposited in some wet
place during an exceptionally high
flood and left without attention during
succeeding years. But where the su).-
ply of water permits the ito-i i - - I
I luiited each seven years, the second,
;hird and fourth being the finest crop
f each planting. There ara low
ipota wher veritabl cotton orchards
ire found ot which the trees are forty
r jars old. " But they receive no atten
tion, save when an extraordinary flood
3t rains may happen to give them a
spasmodic vigor for a year or two.
as the American sea -island cotton
jntjrs largely int? th manufacture
ilk, so the cotton of Peru is aliuofsi
eatirely used in the adulteration ot j
woolen goods to which it addsvreegtb, I
l -.stre and protection against shrink-
ui. Tjup colored cottons permit Jha
manufacture ot cfrfaiit very stylish
"merlu 1" .toj.Is of real sanitary qnali-
j ties, siuop U;era is no poison from tsj
use of aniliue lye., r.nd the colors b
ing natural never I:;Ue. Nt'.v Y,r:'
Advrtistr.
iHE MAN WITH A CALr.
Ha WtM Redheaded and Vlg;orouaJr De
fended HI WgUim.
Cn top of a load of bar whlcl
came into the Western bay market
the other day was a man ot rixty and
a youug man of annul twenty-three.
father and son. The vehicle bad ni
sooner come to a halt loan bolli
scrambled down, and it was lln-i,
seen thai the young man's nose wa 1
about tnlce it. normal size, and li )
eyes were blackened and pulled until
he c uld t-circcl. see daylight. Tui-re
was blood on bis lace and shirt front,
and of fours' there was a natural
curiosity among the men loutiu'iiu'
around to knew what had liaiiciictl.
"No, William didn'i run ugiii a
bridge or have a tree fall on him,"
said the father, as he wet his h.ii.d
kercbief at the drinking trough and
wiped away tho blood "The fact s
that he met with a disappointment
on ttie road as we was omin' in."
"Wit ;t sort of a disappointment "
( tict td a policeman who intended to
rrcoiu nend raw beef and perfect
i.Uiet, f r three or four days.
"Vva-1, yoi'isee, William wasdrivin'
when wc L'ft home. We bad come
i;ior.,' about three miles when wo
meets a led headed man leadin' a
calf A idler with a call oner turn
nut and give the road to a load of
hay, but this one wouldn't He jit'H
turned out. hair way and stood st i.li
and yelled that he'd be du ncd if he,
mi)Vid another inch. Then 1 says to
Liil, say 1. 'Bill, he's a peppery iuss,
md you'd better tu n out'"
"ies: you ought to have turned
jut for a red-headed man," said tho
o:lli er.
1 says that to Bill, but Bill he
lays lo we, says he, 'I'll tie hanged it
1 do It he don't turn out I'll git
down and make him wish he'd never
1 ten 1 i.rii into thi; sinful wold.'
Then be hollers at the man and warns
him of what s to come, but the red
headed luuii don't skeer worth a cent,
lie tics l'.ie calf and spits on his
hands a d screams lor both of us to
tunc !;u to t.iitc,!.' says the Detroit
tree I'.e s.
Yo'.i gave him half the road?''
asked ihtj ol.ccr
oaii. I wanted to, but Bill he
jays to me. says he 'Iad, you hold
the 1 ncs and I'll git down and gin
that cuss one bat on the nose and
pat him to sleep fur two hours.' i
didn't want 1 ill to do it, but he was
sot, and down Le went. He oil with
his ha. and uln a yell and bore down
ou the man with the talf."
"And put hiia to sleep."
"Noap. He never cio-ed an eye t
deep When l:iil lighted on him
sutbiu' happened t l:ill. He stopped
all of a sudden jikI 1 ltd down, and
when l:e goi up acuin he was as you see
him now. The red h aded man in
vited me to come do'vu and light on
dim, l, it I didn't accept. He had
been gone about ten minutes when
bill woke up "
"What aid I .ill say " asked tht
I'cor
Nawthin, that I heated. Hill,
did you say any thin' wheu you come
o "
"Num." replied 1111 with a solemn,
make or the head.
".And you d dti't say a ythin' fin
the next two mi e-, did you.-"
'.utu "
"And then all ycu said was to as'
me if you'd bin stru k l y lightuin'."
"Yum "
"That's all, as fur as I can remein
tor," continued the father, "and now
if you'll sorter loo'.c out for my hay.
I'll lead 1 ill to a doctor, and ses
whether he's mortally injured oronl
1 rippled uc li e ome 00 1 ill.
You hain't Mil sayiu' a word siucj
you was struck, and all you've gut ti
jo now is to step high aud lean oi
cudds arm."
Not Hair-Wny.
He was in love with the girl ana
wanted to marry her, but he was
cautious and didn't believe in the pol
icy of putting all bis fortunes to the
touch, and then getting knocked
)Ut.
In other words, be didn't want to
k for what he wanted unless be saw
ome sign of its beitis in the shop,
Bays the letroit i ree lress. It's a
wise thing to do, too, as some men
have found out after they have asked.
"I'd like to know just what you
think of n.e," he said tentatively.
"Why?" she inquired with a rip
pling little laugh.
"Becausc it would help me in mi
business "
"Oh," she exclaimed.
' That's all right," he hastened to
assure her. "I mean business."
lleally?" she twittered.
"Indeed 1 do."
'What is your business?"
"To marry you if 1 can."
She was sitting in the window and
ne stood about lour feet from her.
Mie got up and looke l blm square in
the face w th a flash in her eye.
"Well." she said half-lndignantly,
"what do you expect me to d j to belt
you."
"1 don't want you to encourage mt,
jnly to turn me down," be said,
hedgiDg a tit. "la other words, 1
w nt you to meeu 11 e half way."
Would that beof any assistance':"
ihe as'.;e(l wearily.
"I'd ask vou on the sp t," he re
sponded with a great confidence.
"Well," she said, measuring the
distance between them with her eye,
I am ro half-way girl, J'd have you
know, sir." and as his heart hope
went iown w.th a dull thud soe
chared the intervening space and lit
plumy on bis manly bosom.
Timely Advice.
An em coming from Seventh
Day Adventlst sources says, Pay
your debts and prepare for the toot
ing of Gabriel's horn," and this moves
the East Uregonian to remark that:
"It seems to us that if that born is
going to toot it would be effort and
time wasted to pay one's debts. How.
ever, the advice, 'Pay your debts' Is
timely, whether the born toots or
not; particula ly if it doea not tooU"
Tatonm Union.
The crows of Ca'Ion are protected
by the peop'e b ciu -e they pnrify the
atajc.oplierc j utinr a scmngers.
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