r IflflW . F. BOHWEIER, THE OONSTTITUTION THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OP THE LAWS. SUtttmr ud VOL. XLVI1I. MIFFLINTOWIS. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA- WEDNESDAY. NOVEMBER 14, 1894. NO. 48. V ft I? REV. DR. TALMAGR THE BROOKLYN DIVINE'S SUB DAT MBtMOS. Subject: " The Looking Glass. ' TiiTt fcAnd he made the lavr of brass nn t the foot of it was of brass, of the look In; glasses of the women assembling. "- Eio Ins iiivill., 8. We often hear about the (rostral in John, nnd thn gospel in Lnkn, an I the gospel in Sfittt-ew, but there is jort a turely a gonnl o ilns-s. and a gospel of Jeremiah, and a gop"l of PavM. In other wor hi. Christ U as certainly to he found in the Old Testa ment as in the New. When the Israelite were marching through the wilderness they carried their ehurch with them. They sailed it the taber nnele. It was s pitched tent, Terr costly, very beautiful. The framework waa made of forty-eight boards of aoiela wood et in sockets of silver. The curtains of the plane were purple and scarlet and bine and f.ne linen and were hung with most art'stio loops. The candlesticks o' that taberni?le hnd shaft in I fcrsncti and bowl of solid eoM. nn 1 the figures of cherubim that stool th-re had wines of sold, and there were la-nt's of gold, an 1 snuTers of (roM. and tonrsof gold, an- t Dcs o'irold. so that skepticism has some tlm- asked. W'-ere Hi 1 all that ir"'onrav terial eome from? It is not myplieeto fur nish the precious stones, it Is only to tell th-it ther were there. I wish now more especially to paV of tha layer that was hnllt In the midst of that anelent tabernacle. It was a great basin from which the priests washed their han ls and feet. The water came down from the basis in spouts and passed sway after the cleansintr. This lnver or basin was made oat of the looking glasses of the women who hid frequented the tabrnscle an i who had made these their contrl'mt ions to the furniture. These looting ulas-u-s were not made of glas, bnt they wre brazen. Th brass was of a very superior quality and polished until it r-'fl-cte 1 easily the features of those who lookel into it, so that this layer of lookimrgIaes spoken of In my tert did double work. It not only furnis'iel ths water in which the pritsts wxihe lthem slves, bnt it also, on its shininsr, polished surface, pointed out the spots of pollution on the face which neeled ablution. I have to siy that this is the only looVing glass in whiob a roan can see himself as he Is. There are some mirrors that flitter the features and make you look better than yon are. Thenthere are other mirrors that dis tort your features and make you look worse than you are, but I want to tell you that this looking-glns of the gospel shows a mm jut as he Is. When the priests entered the ancient tabern:iele, one glance at the burnished side of this lavor showed them their need of clesnttnir. Bo this gospel shows the soul Its nee 1 of divine washing. "All have stoned and come short of the srlory of God." That is one showin--. 'AM we, like sheep, have gone astray. That is another showing. '"From the crown of the hea 1 to the sole of the foot there is no health inns." That is another showing. The world calls these defects, imperfe'?tlons. or eccentricities, or erratic behavior, or ''wild oats," or "high living, bnt the gospel calls them sin. transgression, tilth the abomintble thin thit Go 1 hates. It was jnst one glance at that mirror that made 1'nul cry out, -Oa, wretuhe 1 mm that I am, who shrill deliver me from the holy of this death?" an 1 that mvle David cry out, "Purge me with hyssop, an 1 I shall le clean," and that made Martin Luther cry out. "Oh, my sms, my sins!" I am not talking about had habits. You an I I do not need any Bible to tell us that bad haMts ap wronj, that blusphemy and evil rpeakinc are wrong. Cut I am talking of a sin fill nature, the source of alt b id thoughts as well as of all had actions. TLie Apostle Paul calls their roll in the first chapter of liomans. They are a regi nent of death en-c-mping around every heart, holding it in a tyranny from which nothing but the grace of Go 1 can deliver it. Here, for instance, is ingratitude. Who has not been guilty of that sin? If a man hand us a glass of water we s iy, "Thank you," hut for the 10,0u0 mercies that we are every day receivin-x from the hand of Go I how little expression of gratitude for thirst slaked, for hunger fe 1, for siielter, and sun shine, and sound sleep, and clothes to W4ar, how little thanks! I suppose there are men fifty yenr o age who have never yet been down on their knees in thanksgivingto God for H s goo Iness. Besides that ingrati tude of our hnarts there is pride vno has not felt it? pride that will not submit to GoJ ; .hat wants its own way a nature that prefers wrong sotietimes instead of right; that prefers lo w illow instead of rise up. If you could catch a glimpse of your natur al heirt before Go 1, you would cry out in amazement and alarm. The very first tning this gospel does is to cut down our pride and self sufficiency. If a man dues not leel his loss and ruine i condition before God, he does not want any gospel. I thin'c the re-i-son that there are so tvw conversions in tMs day is bi-caue the tendeney of tiie pri"h ini is to make men belivii that they art pretty goo l anvr'Oiy quite clever, only winting a little llxiu up, a few touch' s of divine grace, and then you will he all rig it 'nste.nl of proclaiming tie broil, deep truth that Payson and Wnited dd thun !ere 1 to a race trembling on the vere of inflnde and eternal disaster. "Sow," says some one, "onn this really be tru-? Have we all gone stray? Is there no good in us?" In Hampton Court I saw a room where tue four walls were covered with looking glasses and it ma le no difference wiiici way you looked you saw yourself. An i so it la in this gospel of Christ. If you once step within its full precincts, you w:l liu 1 y.nir whole character reflected, every feature of moral deformity, every spot ot moral taint. If I understand the word of God, its first an nouncement is that we are lof. Glory be to Go I, I And that this layer of looking glasses was Alta i with fresh w iter every morning, and the priest no soon"r looked on its burnished side an 1 saw his lie--d of cleansing than he w.is.ied and wa rtean glorious type of the gospel of my Lord Jesus, that first shows a man tc sin and then washes it all away ! I want you to notice that this lavr in which the priest w ished the layer of look ing glasses was filled with fresh water ey ry morning. Tne servants of the taberuncle brought the water in buckets and poured it into this laver. 8o it is with the go-pel of Jesus Christ. It has a fresh solvation every day. It is not a stagnant pool filled with ac cumulated corruptions, it is living water, whi?b is brought from the eternal rock to wash away the sins of yesterday, of one moment ago. "Oh," says some one, "L was a Christian twenty years ago!'' That does not mean anything to me. Wiiat are yon now? We are not talking, my brother, about pardon ten years ego, but about par.lon now, a fresh salvation. If I want to And out how a friea 1 feel to ward me, do I go to the draw r nn I An I Some old yellow letters written to me ten or twelve years ago? No. I go to the l tt. r that was stamped tne day before yester lay in the postoffloe, and I And bow he feels to ward me. It is not in regard to old com munications we had with Jesus Christ. It is the communications we have now. Are W4 not in sympathy with lltm this moriiiu, and is Ue not in syrup ithy witu OS? Do not spend so mu:h o your time in hunting in the wardrobe for the old, wornout shoes o! Christian profes-too. Come this morning and take the glittering robe of Christ's righteousness from the Saviour's hand. You say you were plunged in the lountainof the Saviour's mercy a quarter of a century ago. That is nothing to m. I tell you lo w.is a BOW la this laver of looking glasses and have your soul m ide clean. I notice also in regard to this lav -r of looking glasses spoken of in the text that tin Srieau always washed both han Is an 1 ieet. he water came down in spoil's, so ihsr witbout leaving any fl'th in tao bns'n. th. priests wished both hands an 1 feet. So th gospel of Jesus Christ must ton"h the Try extremities of onr moral nature. A man er.nnot 'ence off n -nall part of Ms soul ant s-y, this 'a to e a irar 'en in wMA 1 will have all the fm'ts n-' flotrers of Chr s'l n "''" eeter. w'le erf side It shall be the d v'i's commons." e. tr. Tt w-tl bs all girten or none. T --neti;nes str pvV' iv, 'He Is a very koj 1 man ex jertt in po'.It. -s." Then he la not a good man. A r-Mglon that will not t-iVe a man thron-tl nn en'nmn election w'll pot be w -, ac--thlng to him in Jui, Jolv and Anmst. Ther say he ie a nsfnl sort of a man. tint he overreaches In a bargain. I deny the state ment. If he Is a Christian anywhere, he wilt be in his business. It la very easy to be pool In the prayer meeting, with snryoundlngs kind'y and hlesse'. Int not so easy to N a Chr'lan behind the counter, when by one skllltnl twitoh of the goo la you can hide a flaw In the silk so that the cus tomer cannot see It. It is very eeav to be a Chr'sti-n wth a psa'mhordt In your hand and a Bible In vonr lap. bnt not ao eery when you can go in'o a shop and falsely tell the merchant you can get those goods at a cheaper rate In another s'or. so that he will sell them to yon cheaper than he nan afford to sell them. I remark, further, that this layer o' look ing glasses spoken of In the text was a v-erf large layer. I always thought, fri-i the fact that so many washel there, an I also from the fact that Solomon afterwirl. w i-a he eopled that laver in the temple, built it on a very large scale, that It was large, an I so su -gsf t ft the eosre1 of Jesus Chr'st and ss'v itlon by Tllm v ml in its provisions. The whole wo'1 ' may come anl sh In this lav-r and b' e!em. When onr Civil War had pissed, the Gov ernment of the United States made r-oeIa-marlori o' Par lot t the common soMlerv In th Confederate trmv. bnt not to the chief soldiers. The go;pel o' Chr'st does not act n that way. Tt sirs pardoa for all, but esnee'.a'lv for the chief of sinners. Sow. my brother, I do not tae this to pat a premium noon great in'qnttv. I mere'y ear this o eneou.age that man. whov r he is, who feele he Is so far gon 'run God that there Is no mercy for him. T wint to tell hlra there is a i-oo 1 oane. Why. Paul wis amnr'erer. TT at the execnMon of Stephen. nn 1 vet Pin' was siv'. The dying thief did evarvihing ba t. The dy.ng thief was saved. Richard Baxtor swore dreadfully, bnt the grace of God met him, and R'ehnrd Baxter was saved. It Is a v is' lav r. Go an I tell everyholy to come nn 1 was't In it. Let them come no fromthe P"n'tm!sriea an 1 wish awv the'r crimes. Lt the-n come no from the alms onsen an I w ash aw iv their povertr. Let them co ne np fro n their graves and w ish nwiv their deat'. If thsr be any one so worn out in sin that he einnot get up to the layer, you wil! t ike hoi 1 of his head and put your arms aronn I him. and I will take ho'd of his feet, ani we will plunge him in this glorious Bet hes la, the vast layer of Goi's mercy and salvation. In Solomon's temple there were ten layers an 1 one molten en this great reservoir In the ml 1st of the temple Alio 1 with water these layers and this molten sea adorned with Agures of palm branch and oxsn and lions and cherubim. This fountain of Gal's meray is a raster molten set than that. It is not adorned with pal n branches, bnt with the wood of the cross; not with the cherubim, but with the wings of the Holy Ghost, and around its gr -at rim all the race may come an 1 wash in the molten sea. But I notice also. In regarlto this lavr of looking g'asses spoken of in the text, that the washing in it was Imp-ntlve and not optional. When the priests cama into the tabernae'e fvou will And this in the thirtieth chapter or Ex lu. Godtel's them that they must wash In that laver or die. Ths priest might have said : "Can't I w ish elsewhere? I w ished in the layer at horn', an I now von want ma to wash here." Go 1 says : "Xo matter whether or not yoa have washed before. " Wash In this layer or die." "But," says the priest, "there Is witer just as clean ns this. Why won't that do?" "Wash here," s ays God, "or die." So it is with the gospel of Christ. It is imperative. Tnere Is only this alternative keep onr sin and perish, or wash them away and live. But, says someone, "Why coul 1 not Gol have ma le more ways to heavan than on -?" I do not know but He ooald have made half a dozen. I know He made but one. Yon say, "Why not have a long line of boats running from here to heaven?" I oannot sav, but I simply know that there Is only one boat. Yon say, "Are there not trees as Iuxariant as that on Calvary, more luxuriant, for that had neither buis nor blossoms . It was stripped an 1 barked?" Yes, yes. there have been taller tr es than that and more luxuriant, but the only path to heaven is under that one tree. Instead of quarreling because there are not more ways, let ns be thank'ul to God there is one, one name given nn'.o men whereby we can be saved, one laver in which all the world mny wash. So yon see what a radiant gospel this is I preach. I do not know bow a man can stan 1 stolidly and present it, for it issnch an exhilarant gospsl. It Is not a mere whim or caprice. It is life or death. It is heaven or hell. Yon oome before your child, and you have a present In your hand. Ton put yonrhnn ls behinl your baok and say: "Which hand will you take? In one hand there Is a treasure; in the other there is not." The child blindly chooses. But God our Father does not do that way with ns. He spreads out both hands nnlsays: "Now this shall be very plain. In that hand are par Ion and peace an 1 life and the treasures of heaven. In that hand are punishment and sorrow and wee. Choose, choose for yourselves 1" "He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved, bat he that helievetb not shall be damned." An artist in his dreams saw such a splendid dream of the transAguration of Chist that he awoke an 1 seize I his penoll and said, "Let me paint this and die." Oh, I have seen the glories of Christ I I have beheld something of the beauty of that great sacri fice on Calvary, and I have sometimes felt I would be willing to give anything If I might just sketch before you the wonders of that sacrifice. I would like to do it while I live, and I would like to do it when I die. ''Let me paint this and die." He comes along, weary anl. worn. His face wet with tears. His brow. crimson with blood, and He lies down on Calvary for yoc N , I mis take. Nothing was as comfortable as that. A stone on Calvary would have made a soft pillow for the dying head of Christ. Noth ing go oomfortable as that. He does not lie down to die ; H stands up to die, Hisspikei han Is outspread as it to embrace a world. Oi, what a hard end for those feet that had travi.de t all over JU'lfBi on ministries of mercy 1 What a hard end for those hands that had wiped away tears and bound np broken hearts ! An 1 that is all for yon ! Oh, can you not love Htm? Come around this laver, old and young. It is so burnishel you can see your sins and so deep you can wash them all away. O mourner, h -re bathe your bruised soul, and, sick one, hre cool your hot temples in this layer! Peace! Do not cry any more, dear soul! Pardon lor all thy sins, oomfort for all thy afflictions. The black oloud that hung thun ieringover Sinai has floated above Calvary and burst into the shower oi a Saviour's tears. I saw in Kensington Garden a picture of Waterloo a goo 1 while after tne battle had passed and the grass bad grown all over the field. There was a dis mounted cannon, and a lamb had come nn from the pasture and lay sleeping In the mouth of that cannon. So the artist bad represented it a most suggestive thing. Then I thought how the war be tween God and the soul had ended, and instead of the announcement. "The wages -of sin is death,"' there came the j words, "My peace I give nnto thee," and amid the batteries ot the law that had once quaked with the Aery bail of death I beheld toe Lamb ot God, which taketh away th. sin of the world. I went to Jesus as I was, Weary and worn and sad. I found in Him a restiniJplaee, And He has made me glad. When yoa have nothing to say don't try to say it. Self-confidence is rock bottom. Experience is the only commodity invariably sold on a "no credit" basis. A whole bushel of notions don't weib half as much as one little stab born fact. Saturday, pay day, drink day, crime day. They never pardon who commit the wrong. Grief is very becoming to some people. When girls are sixteen they don't wonder that their parents are pi ou J of them. No one is useless in this world aho lightens the burden of it for another. Every man has as much right to kill himself as he has to live a useless life. IOUSR WITH A QUEEft HISTORY. "oat a Million to Bolld ana Has M.v.r le Ilsd an Occupant. Up on Fifth a'cnue, New York, aciog Central 1 ark, in one of the most desirable residence regions of the city, stands a very large and e'e- zant house, wbiih for five years has ben of no earthly use to any living seing except the tat gatherer and (he solitary watchman to whom it furnishes emp'oyment, says the hun. It is an architectural failure on a magnitKerat sra e. From the outside it lojks like a bouse that would meet the re lt lrntnts of the rnost exa.-ting. It is a four story, brown tone building, with a frontage of 5: feet on Fifth avenue, and a side ex- tent of 150 feet on Seventy-Fourth street, on the southeast corner of ttb ihit stands. Thu etone of tbe house Is all cut cross grain, instead of straight, us brown stone is usually cut, and will not split or crumble. It was quarried to older for the building. A fine front entrance, large wlnlowi of the finest plate glass and many exterior ornamenta tions make the building one of the mot noticeable houses ou the ave nue. 'J here is probably no other house in the city so strongly bui t, as the walls are from three to thrte and a half feet thick throughout. Inside the house is completed, ixcrpt the fresvolng. Rath and closets arc all complete, sideloards are built in, the canvas for mural decoratious stands in rolls on the floor, all tlie fine work in paneling, staircases and mosaic floors Is the e, and all that Is required to make the houe pcrfc -tly habitable is the furnishing. There is a cellar and a subcellar, Ctted out In the most approved way, and even an artesian well to furnish p'jwcr for an organ, for which a niche has bee i luilt. The organ, the biggest and tire-it chamber organ ever made in this country, is In a storage w re house, where it has been for jea s. All this elegance beloott to Wilhelm Pickhardt, a wealthy dea er in dyes at 98 Liberty s'reet, who for the past five years, that is, s n e the bui'd.ng of the house, has livid abroad, tiatcl ing about Europe from capital t-j cap'tal. Mr. 1 1 khardt louht, the land or. hieh u s house stands about twelve years ago, auu in 13.. he had plans submitted to him f r the building of a house. His architect, who be longed to a prominent firm, had arte blanclu as regards expense, be ing instructed to have everyth.ng of the very best. There were cert tin things, however, in rega:d to the building, thit Mr. Pick hard t insisted upon, despi'e the objections urged by the architect When th3 house wis well advanced the owner went to the architect one day an 1 said to tim: "There ate tome things about th arrangement of ths house that I don t like," at the same time mentioning some of them. "I want then changod." "But, Mr. rickharut," remon-trai-ed the architect aghast, "th. se changes e; n't be male witiiout build ing the bo: ee over again. I hive followed your instructions closely." If the changes cant le tuaJe without rebuild. ng then I'll pull iown the house and have It built over," retu: ned the owner "I'm go ing to have i his dune as I waut it it it takes e-.e y cut I've gt." The leuit of the matter was that Ihi architect withdraw, and Air. l'ickhrirdt replaced hi in with a Ger man named Kuaut, whom he brought over from Germany for the work. Knaut drew up elaborate plans un did much of the work that h:s pr. do fe?sor had done, returned to Gir mny for a vacation iind died. Two years have alrea ly been con iumeJ, and a third wi ot by beToie an architect was found to tuit Mr. l'ickhardt. Then the building was resumed, but it proceeded slowiy be cause of the fre iuent and Impo. t int alt rations insisted on ly the owue . Finally, in 1889, when the architect's woik was completed and all that re mainel to be done was the frescoing and some minor decorations, Mr 1 Ickhardt experienced another re vuls.on of feeling. "The house isn't as I want it at all," he declared. "It isn't what I intend it should be, and I'll Dever live in it never! I've thrown awaj 11,000,000 on it." He went abroad anl has spent the. major part of his time since then in Europe. The house has never been occupied, for the owner would not rent it, and the price demanded for it is so high that it has found no pur chaser. Large taxes are paid on it, and a watchman Is hired to guard It. It seems likely that it will remain ai It Is until the owner's death. PROPOSED TO QUEEN VICTORIA. lo Aboriginal Monarch Who Was Sur prised at Belnz Kefasvd. Not long ago a brief telegram from New Zealand announced that Taw halo II. the great Maori king, had died of lnnuenzt. He was a genius In bis way and was a fitting ruler for the tierce r.ce ot aborlgtn es who gave England more trouble than the V nat.l vas rt anv Atti. ' Ui". 'er savage country kiso TAwiiAio. v her fine iy sub jugated Tawhaio becamed learned in thewavsof the world and expressed a desire to sec the world. This wish was ci -ou raged by the British au thorities, who p it a vessel at his dis posal, and w th half a do:en subordi nate ciii fs hij salle 1 for England. The Ling and his followers made the (i :u j in safety, and, of course, saw I ho i, teen. King Tawhaio was struck with the appearance of the irreat queen and made a proposition of marriage t her Her exact an swer is not know n. but of course Vic toria refused the hand and heart of - .ii.... ui. t.t-j i.L oocu a .urn uat ou his .ae and body and the .lluring bait he he'.d out in the shape A a long and all-conquering kingly lineage. King Tawhaio was not hurt at the refusal of the queen, but e thougnt she wa3 foolish not to ac re pt, and on his return to his native land often spake of the matter, and n these references considered Vir 'oria the loser by her declination. Snakes, frogs, toads and lizards are unknown in Newfoundland. J si i W THE NEWEST TABLE WARS. iJaulnt and Pretty Designs Seen on slvs Hand. There is no more fascinating stud; to the mind feminine than dalntj trl.lfes for the dining table. The shops at present are full of quaint and pret ty designs for all manner of thlngt that one can use in silver, china and glass. For instance, who could im agine anything more app:oprlate foi cherries and strawberries than a sil ver fluted dt.-h, with a bunch of cher ries, all iu silver, for a handle for the tne, and a strawbeiry bowl fashioned "ike a leaf for the other. Very attractive also is the grape stand hung with silver fruit, an 1 foi peaches and other fruit a pyramid ol shell shaped dishes. A silver nul dish rejoices in the quite Egyptian title of "Osiris." Louis XV. ware is still in high favor, as some of the new designs show. The vegetal) t dishes are rather odd In design, con sisting of three partitions, drainei ani hot water compaitment. Tht entire dish and biscuit box are bolt very heavily chased. One of the newest th'ngs oat is the stand. It Is In silver and is designed (for butter, cheese anl biscuit. Chejsc and biscuit form on; course at ever Y - a rsw QtrAncT conceits well-regulated dinner table or course dinner. There are some ill-advised people who always want butter for their biscuit, and for tbce, I pre 6ume, was designed this dish, wblct would hardly be used, however, ex cept at the family table. Could any thing be sweeter than the silver p"p jer grinder witn cut glass body, accompanied by a f, uted mustard jug? They ar-3 simply captivating. Th) erg frame toast rack and butter disli iu silver costs the j rctty sum of 650 CAPTAIN JA.K CRAWFORD. Amerle . Fot Scont Create n Sentatlor In EnclinL The great interest which preceded tl.o coming of Captain Jack Crw ford, the "Poet Scout," to England fcccim to attt-nd near ly all his movements there. It is only a short time since le nrr'ral on1 In thn intervals of his huo for cv.dence of the"1 heirship of himself and those he reprc-" -rents t) the great Wall.ice estate he has already drawn much att nt'or to his own personality, as a lecture! and a Lcro of advei.ture. lie ha done this In so modest a way, how ever, that no one wou'd venture tc accuse b;m of employing mere show man's devices for s-l:-gloritication. He appeared in the tt y hjll In Lon donderry aud t;ave an ntertainmcnl under the atrouxge of the bis op ol Derr, In behalf of t ie Londonderrj j ear and rye hospital. Thn audi? net was large, and the dean of Derry in trtduced him. He gave his famom dram :t:c tlescilption of the typrcal Adventurous life of the far west, il lustrated ly some very clever sboit ing with an Americin repenting fit I ani revolver, and in t'ie l.uckskii costume of the p ains. lie told how lie had ridden two horses to death ii can) in,' d spatches after a batth through the Indian country for at Am rican newspaper, who.-e reward was the most liberal ever paid foi such set vie. Almost Irs entire tim is devoted to the business of tht heirs of the Wallace estate, and hi says that he has gathered some vert valuab'e evidence concerning it 1' );ublln and the North o.' lr.ia.id. The Difference. King Victor Emmanuel used oftei o tl.e before the termination of t day's t-port, and mules and horses be iig o it of the question in the precip Hons mountain paths, he would nn unt on the back of his chief bunts mm, an Alpine Hercules, namec liorrotta. One day Borretta, havlni the kin,' on his back, was crossing i torrent. Tbe king having raised hli foot to avoid his gaiter being wetted, the sudden movement almost cap sized Borretta. Unmindful for i moment of the rank of his b-trden b growled out: "Tente au, bouric ("Hob' s'.eady, you jacka-s"). Wlthou manifesting the least Irritation oi surprise, the king replied: "i'ot apparently Ignore, friend Borretta. that the Jackass Is the one that car rles the load," and nothing more to ald about the matter. A Woven Book. A curious book, in which the text is neither writon nor printed, but woven, has lately been published at Lyons. It is made of silk, and was published in twenty-five parts. Each part consists of two leaves, so that the entire volume contains only fifty leaves, inscribed with the service of the mass and several prayers. Both the letters and the border are in black silk on a white background. ' - Large Heathen Temple. The largest heathen temple In the world Is in Seringham, India, and it comprises a square, each side being one mile in length, inside of which are six other squares. The walls are twenty-five feet high and five feet thick, and the ball where the pil grims congregate Is supported by a thousand pillars, each cut from a sin gle block of stone. A five pound eel was found in tht water tank of a locomotive at Boston the other day. A GIANT BEARD. skoals Go nl on, a Frenchman, Wears One Eight rent Iona The owner of the enormous beard ihown in tbe accompanying cnt can lay without dispute that he has tbe longest beard in tbe world, without parallel anywhere. He is a French man named Louis Goulon, and is now 68 years old. Bis birthplace is Van denesse in the Department Nievre. He was compelled to shave at the age of 12, but bis beard grew so pro-fu-ely and rapidly tbat faequent shaving became a nuisance, and Gou lon decided to allow his beard to grow at will. At the age of 14 the boy had a beard which reached to bis chest. When he was 20 it had grows three feet long, and it now measure eight feet and is as white as snow. Tola extraordinary appendage has always given him a great deal of trouble, lor It has to be carried wound around bis neck, whKh d es well enough in winter, but Is rather dis agreeable in the summer. Mr. Gou lon has never consented to exhibit his leard, although almost every manager of a dime museum has tried to persuade him to travel around th' orld with him. ON TOP OF MOUNT ARARAT. io thing bat Snow I'm n ths Fesk Where the Ark Wee Moored. Mount Ararat has two tops, a few aundied yards apart, sloping on the eastern and western extremities into rather prominent abutments, and sep arated by a snow valley, or depres sion, from fifty to one hundred feel In depth. '1 he eastern top, on which we were standing, was quite extensive, and thirty to forty feet lower than its western neighbor. Both tops are hummocks on the huge dome of Ararat, like the humps on the back of a camel, on neither one of which ts there a vestige of anything but mow. There remained Just a little trace af the crosses left by Parrot and Chodzko as of the ark itself. We re membered tbe pictures we had seen in our nu sery books, which repre sented this mountain top covered with green grass, and Noah stepping out of the ark, in the bright, warm sunshine, before the receding waves; and now we looked around and saw this very spot covered with perpet ual snow. Nor did we see any evi dence whatever of a former existing crater, except perhaps the snow-fill d depression we have Just mentioned. J here was nothing about this perpet ual snow-field and tbe freezing at mosphere tbat was chilling us to the bone to remind us that we were on the top of an extinct volcano that ance trembled with the convulsions of jubterran -an beat. Th view from this towering heigh', was immeasurably extensive and al most too grand. All detail was lost ill color, all outline; even the sur rounding mountains seemed to be but sxcrescent ridges of tbe plain. Then, too, we could catch only o.caslonal glimpses as the clou-Is shifted to an i fro. At one time they opened ur beneath us, and revealed tbe Arras Valley with Its glittering ribbon ol silver at an abysmal depth below. Now and then we could de Bcry the black volcanic peaks of All Ghftz, forty miles away to tbe north west, and on the southwest the low mountains tbat obscured the town of Bayazld. Of tbe Caucasus, the mountains about Erzernum on the west and Lake Van on the south, and even of the Caspian tea, all of which re said to be in Ararat's horizon, we :ould see absolutely nothing. Cent try. P.rnh Marriages. When a French bride marries, sh does not assume the hymeneal white satin, as is our custom, if her family or her husband's are In mourning, but goes to the altar in simple white muslin, as M. Ernest Carnot's brld did a few weeks ago. Though, Id view of the late President's tragic death, It seemed somewhat soon fcr the wedding, Mme. Oarnot herself wished that it should take place, as It accordingly did, but with so much privacy that not even a single rela tive, cept those Immediately col nected with tbe yourjg people, wb informed. Tbe bride's family wore costumes of pa'e gray and violet, while the Carnot ladles were, oi course, in deepest mourning. Tut bridegroom's mother appeared deeply moved during the service, and an all of silence and sadness hung over the bridal. Mile. Chlris was an especial favorite with the late M. Carnot and is extreme y pretty. She had no or naments, ex ept a bouquet of white roses, with some fastened Into her simple jre-s. Our Lady Chapel of St. Pierre de Passy, In which tbe marriage took place, was adorned wil h similar flowers, but there were none in any part of tbe church. Military Lobsters. Lobsters often travel In regiments, ccking new feeding grounds. Their migrating armies are always led by the biggest and strongest ones, while the maimed and weakly struggle ilong behind. The hypnotic state is frequently se :ured bp fixing the eyes steadily upon some bright object. i tons oorxott axd bis oust beam He Found Out Who She Was. A rather p-cno.-sessing young ladyl ?nterea tiie ottico or a well-known lawyer the other day and inquired in i polite tone: "Is Mr. Brief In?" "Won't be in for two hours," re plied the dapper young clerk whom ihe addressed, surveying her from head to foot with an approving glance. "Anything I can do for you?" "Yes," was the reply, and the lad) produced from beneath ber wrap a handsomely bound volume. "I have here" "I thought so," interrupted th clerk, with a deprecating gesture. "1 sized you up as soon as you came in. But it's no use. We never fool away money on subscription books in this office. Didn't you see the sign out side, No peddlers allowed?' " "Sir," began the visitor, "thU book " "Oh," laughed the flippant younf clerk, "I've no doubt its the biggest thing out, but we don't want it! His tory of tbe United States, ain't it, from the mound-builders up to the present day? Big thing, I've no doubt, but we have no use for it, madam." "If you will allow me " "Keally," said the youth, who was greatly amused, "I'd like to, but it'i against the rules of the office to yield to the blandishments of book agents, no matter how young and good-looking they are. Couldn't think of look ing at the book, my dear. Life of Napoleon, ain't it? That's a chest nut. One of our clerks bought one last month for four dollars, and yes terday he traded it off for a yeller dog and then killed the dog." "I wish to say " "Or it may be a humorous work, with wood-cuts that look as if they'd been engraved with a meat axe. No, we don't want it. We keep a humor ist here on salary to amuse us." "I " "Say, you are awfully persistent, my dear, but it won't do you any good. If old Brief were here you might talk him around, because he's a susceptible old duffer and thinks that every young woman who looks at him Is in love with him. But I'm not that land. "Sir, if you will " "Say, I hate to refuse you; 'pon m) soul, I do, but I'm broke, and that's the truth. Come back again in about six months, after the old man has taken me into partnership. I'll be flush then, and I'll take a book Just to reward you for your stickativeness. I say, you're a mighty pretty woman tc be obliged to peddle books for a liv ing. I " Just then the loquacious youth's at tention was attracted by the frantic gesticulations of a fellow-clerk in an other part of the room, and paused. "You are Mr. Freshleigh, I pre sume?'' 6aid tho lady. "I er yes, that is my name," wat the reply. "I have heard my husband speak of you. I am Mrs. Brief. Will you please hand this book to Mr. Brit f when he comes in, and ask him I take it the binder's. Good-morning." The lady left the office; the mer cury in the thermometer crept down out of sight; the office cat had a fit, and young Freshleigh fell in a faint. The next day Lawyer Brief adver tised for a new clerk. Thirteen Million Vot-ra. This is the greatest voting nation of the earth. There are more Amer icans who vote than the voters of any other country; they vote more fre quently, and elect by popular suffrage a larger proportion of their public officers. In 1883 nearly eleven million foui hundred thousand citizens voted for President. This year the tot tl will not be less than thirteen millions. Whence comes this increase of more than a million and a half votes? From the people of six new States; from the newly naturalized immi grants; from a million young men who will for the first timeTecord theii preferences in a national election. How are you going to vote, young man? You hardly know how mncb depends upon your answer to that question. Yet it is in general true that a man remains attached through life to the party which receives hii first vote. Those who study the political his tory of the country will discover thai parties have changed but little, from the beginning. There have been times of degeneracy and times of re vival, periods of timidity and periods of moral courage, years of victory and years of defeat. Through it all the division has been on nearly the same lines, and the aims and methods of parties have not changed. It is, therefore, a mistake to think tbat in the coming election that man casts a sensible vote who looks merely at the personal character or the per sonal popularity of candidates. If you vote you must vote for one set of principles or another, whatever may be your Intention in the matter. You have about six months in which to make up your mind. De liberate, and decide wisely, remem bering that you are probably making a choice for a lifetime. Youth's Com panlon. xnoatratlng a Point. "You don't know how glad I am to see you interested in this noble work," said tbe rector, addressing the Chil dren's Foreign Mission Society. "These poor heathens know-nothing of our ways of life. They live in rude buts, dress in the skins of ani mals and never go to school or to church. They have never heard the blessed gospel, and you can help to spread the good news among them. "You can scareely form an idea of what they are or how they live," be continued. "Why, children, these poor people are as black as black er why, children, they're as black as the ace of spades " Two big boys on the front seat snickered, and an audible smile ran through the elder portion of the con gregation, while poor Dr. Tentbly got red and white by turns and gave out a hymn to relieve the general em- I barrassment. Detroit Tribune. TH3 "Come wife," said (rool old Farmer Gray, "Put on yourthinirs, 'tis market d;iy And wb'II be off to the nearest town. There and back ere the sun coes down. Fpot? No, we'll leavo old Spot bt hinr'." But Spot he barked, and Spot he wl'iiu jj. And soon made up h!s dogfish mini To follow under the waion. Away they went at a good round puce, And joy came into tbe farmer's faue "Poor Spot," said he, "did want to eomo But I'm awlul glad he's left at home , He'U guard the barn, and gurd the tot, And keep the cattle out of the lo." "I'm not so sure of thit," thouM Spot, The little dog under the wagn. Ths farmer all his produce sold. And got his pay in yellow gold, Then started homeward after dark. Home through the lonely forest. Hark A robber SDrtnss from bobin 1 a tree "Your money or else your life, says ho The moon was np, but he didn't see The little dog under the wagon. Spot ne'er barked, and Spot ne'er whined, But quickly caught the thief behind He dragged him down in the miro and dirtk And tore his coat and tore bis shirt. Then hold him fast on tbe miry ground The robber uttered not a sound While his bands and feet the farmer boun', And tumbled him into the wagon. Bo Spot he saved the farmer's life. The farmer's money, the farmer's wife ; And now a hero grand and gay, A silver collar he wears to-dny Among his friends, among his foes, And everywhere his master goes. He follows on his horny toee, The little dog under the wagon. Xew Orleans ricayune. The Tiger-Skin's Secret. BY HEIJ5X FORREST OR AVIS. T was tbe morning after the party. Uutnule tne mag- yl -rf vL nolia blooms rus- IwSw tled soft1 in the lV95"y Jitft breeze, and t h fl3"k'cr murmur of the U.ir'i (fT'l f)' ee,.l.e, T? i tt o kept up its eofl T)irkrmtina jbpfkrKij Within the great nGPp echoing hall Lilias leienne lav. hei Lauds interlocked under her head, th gorgeous, striped Afghans making a proner setting to her girlish beauty, while Liiias Lejeune, the elder, her forty-yer.r-old maiden aunt, sat at the other end of the place, arranging lung stemmed roses in a quaint Oinai-i vase, with dragon handles, and throat splashed with the delicious blue tint so dear to connoisseur. Lilins '-.Lill," they colled her, to distinguish her from Miss Lejeune, the elder was a rosebud of seventeen. Miss Iiilla, the contrary, was a rose in full bloom. I do think." said Lill. smotherina an incipient yawn, "that Colonel Mainwaring was the handsomest man here last night, for all of his tive-and-forty years." Liiias shruggel h-r shoulders. 'You young people are so intoler ant," said she. "You talk of Colonel Mainwaring as if he were a second Methuselah !" "l!ut rive-aud-forty it's almost fifty!" said Lill. ".Some people are horrid at fifty. He isn't, though. I wondajr, Aunt Liiias, why he never married !" Miss Lejeune rose. T haven't half enough of these Glory of Dijon roses," said she. "I must go down and gother some more." "iut it's so warm 1" pleaded Lili "it's shady down in the rose gar den." Lill looked sleepily after the light, retreating figure. "I wonder if it's true," snid she, "that Colonel Mainwaring was in love with Aunt Liiias years and years ao before he went to India? How funny, to think that there were love and lovers twenty years ago ! But Colonel Main waring will make a royal lover fos somebody yet. I am not certain bnt that I'll try for him myself." And Lill drifted into dimpled slum ber. While Liiias Lejeune, clipping away among the glossy leaved vines with hez rose scissors, was utterly! reckless whether she cut flowers, stems or stalks. "Why does he come back" Tere to hav.nt me?" she asked herself, with restlessly shining eyes. 'I had schooled myself to forget him. Why did he nol stay where he was? One thing is very certain : He shall not again have tha' chance to jilt me." Just then a little whoolly-pated pic aninuy came running to her. "Please, Miss Liiias," he cried, "Mis Dally Warden wants to see you I Miss Dally she's pow'ful bad to-day." Liiias gave a little shudder. Dallette Warden was the overseer' daughter, a woman of about her age, who was dying of consumption. She did not like Dally, and never had liked her, but how was it possible to refuse a dying request like this? "I will come," she answered, shortly. Dally sat propped up among her pil lows, her pallid face lighted up with the shine of her great fevered eyes. She had once been very pretty ; she had an interesting countenance still. "It's very condescending of Miss Lejeune to come to visit the poor over leer's daughter," said she ironically. But Liiias ignored the tone. "Is thre anything I can do for j-on, Daily?" she asked, gently. "So," flashed the girl, "there's aotuing anybody can do for tue any more I But I'd like you to under itaud one or two things, Miss Le jeune, before it is too late." Liiias looked puzzled. "You and I have been rivals al jrEys," said Dally. "Oh, you may pretend not to know it I That amazed .ok of yours is excellent neting, out it don't imj se on me. You wert ' afraid that E.lvar Mainwaring wouhlj like me better than he liked yon, and ; that night yon gave the grand partyi at the Hall you didn't ask me. Yoi said it wasn't fitting that the over- ll..ll..li .l. U '. 1 . 1 . 1 III 1,A 1 .1 I- i f J 't ; THE 1JTT1.E DOO TJNDR WAGON. r- i- t r mingle with all the grandees of tli3 '1Rgenor giving an marriage oaiux- county. Oh, yon were fine nnd . da7 'ES.'- "i auxhty in those days! But you! . cr dreamed that the poor overseer's A man is in the hospital at Canton, iu-bter could make or mar your Ohio, in consequence of having sawed ate ior you. When Mr. Mainwaring off i;mh amiinat which his ladder iu went to India he wasn't a colonel in ' jhosg days, and your father, tha judge. didu't think hi.n gool enough lo tl yOil dainty shoe-ribbons for you. rand lady that you were was it to you that he wrote or to Diilly Warden the overseer's daughter? Look t j that 6t of ivory chessmen on tiie ! phelf. That erime from Burriiinpore. Xiook at tluit tier skiu on the floor, nil blaek aud gold, with the head iereet, as if ii would spring ut you. That was from the jun gles of Ardpoo- tra. He sent tuo.se to Unliy V urden. not to " looking und I w ot to Miss Lejeune. And I saw yoa g paler anil sadder day by day, was revenged. Lilins had drawn back ; she Lai reddened at first nnd then grown pale. "Xs that what you wunted to suy t me?" "Isn't it enough?" insolently re torted the consumptive, an evil smilt writhing ber lis. "Too much," shnddered Miss Le jeune. "I ain 6orrv, Dully, that you entertain such vindictive feeling! toward me. I never intended to wouuc ;voh." "Oh, it don't matter !" said Dully, I'm revenged that is all. I've lived to see the proud Miss Lejeune t broken-hearted woman. Now, so fai ns I know, there'B nothing loft to liv for, and I'm ready to go. " And Miss Lejeune's last impressim . of Dally Warden was that of small ez ultant eyes, like those of a serpent i n-ellow-tressed head drawn back, cobra capella fashion, and such a sinistei f. mile as Lucrezia Borgia might hav smiled. That was the last time she ever saw .Dally Warden alive. The poor gir died that night. "Please, Miss Liiias," said old Ju dith, the pur-blind cook, who livec near the ovtirseer's cottage, "dey savi tfiss Dally she done wauted yo' to hat j-le tiger skin wid de green-glass eyei ("or yo' bedroom do'. Lef it to jo' it jher will." "I don't want it," said Liiias Lf reune, shrinking. "Tou may have it, Judy." "T'ankee, miss t'ankee, mightj much !" said the old woman, gleefully, ilisplaying her stumps of yellow teeth. '"Old Judy '11 be as tine as a fiddle with Hat tiger skin on her cabin flo' will 10." She called Liiias triumphantly intc Jier little habitation the next day tc display the new treasure. With a ponderous pair of silver speetaclei jierched on her nose and an old jack ,:uife she was ripping on the lining. "War ett up bv de moths, Misi !rulins," she declared. "I'll hub to gii ;t relined 'fore it can be fa'rly decent. Yo can read, Miss Lilins, can't yo'1 '3ut ole Judy she never had no educa tion. And her's a lot o' writ paper i-heets tucked in between do liuiu' an' Ue skin hese'f, like as dough dey was Vpiilted in. Whii does dey mean, honey eh? Kin yo' tell ole Judy?" LHias stooped down and took up the dry and dusty relies. They are'lett-.-rs." she said. "Let ters written to " l. a tnnm.l ol.-v,H,. t.a rv,,"r.V i. .n a . Liiias," and signed "Edgar Main waring." Loving, pleading letters that begged for but one word of an swer letters whose faded ink and dry, rustling paper took one back nearly a quarter of a century. "I have sent these to Dallette War den's care," he wrote, "because sho tells me your father is vehemently op posed to my suit and will receive no correspondence. She promises to for ward your answer, if ever you deigm me one. If not, I shall, of course, ac cept your silence as a suriieient doom." And nil these litters had been opened and mercilessly perused by Dally, the overseer's daughter, theu hidden away beneath the snarling teeth, the cruel (,-reen glass eyes of tha man-eating tiger of Ardpootra. Thu? had she nursed her revenge. Liiias drew a long sigh. "I'll take these pagers, Annt Ju dith," said she. "They they are in teresting t no one but me." T'ankee, Miss Liiias," said the old crone, contentedly stroking the spotted gorgeousness of the tiger's skin. Colonel Mainwaring was coming slowly up from the Okeechee, his jointed fishing rod flung over hisshoul der, his eyes fixed gravely on tso violet dotted grass at his feet, when, the flowering branches of the glen weru parted, and a tall, slight ligure in white stood before him. "Miss Lejeune?" he exclaimed. "Colonel Mainwaring !" He looked as well he might su premely surprised. She took all her womany courage in her hand, and spoko out what w ts in . her heart. "Will you look at these letters thnt are in my hand?" she said. "They, were written, as it seems, to me, butt they never reached mo until now." And then in a low voice she related ths whole story. 1 He looked intently at her. ! "You are going to give them back to me?" he asked. "So ; I am going to keep them." "Yon have not answered them." "I have never had the opportu nity." I "Liiias, will you answer them now ?'" Yes, Colonel Mainwaring. "And what is the answer to be?" "It is to be 'Yes!'" So the tiger of the Ardpootra iun. jles had yielded np the secret, and tha long-parted lovers were reunited at last in spite of Dallette Warden's treachery. "And he's just as much in love with her as if he were a boy of eighteen and she one of this season's rosebuds," sighed LilL "And I'd almost made up my mind to set my cap for him ! Xo one ran be too good for Aunt Liiias, and I am sure Colonel Mainwaring de Berves the nicest wife in the world ; so that all is right at last. " And the two lovers, secure in their own happiness, never betrayed the se cret of Dallette Warden's envious heart. The tiger-skin lies gleaming on Aunt Judith's floor, and she solemnly avows that "it blinks dem dreiful glass eyes at her atween daylight and dark, lik it was alive." And in the country whither poo Dallette has gone there is neither mar resting. r.WjV.. v -. - if--' t s - ;'X'VsL-
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