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THE CONSTITUTION THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS.
VOL. XL1X
MIFFLINTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. APEIL 10. 189S.
NO. 17.
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CHATTKlt XVI Continue.
Tho result was, that granny had
. gone off to bed, worn and weary wit i
Byaipathizinjf first on tho one side u J
then on the other for it must not be
suppose I she had no feeling' for her
one and only grandson, nor that she
could contemplate tho probable family
broil to follow wit lout genuine dis
tress and vexation, so that she and
Geraldine ha I nat irally agreed to tay
no moro to each other about it that
nipht, but to leave till the morrow all
future ronsiderations. Little did either
think that the day's work was not over
yet.
"'i oa are alone?" said Bellenden,
glancing' round quickly. "Is Mrs.
Campbell "
"Lone upstairs. We we have not
returned lunar , and she-she did not
expoct anyone." Here the speaker's
eye tell on the wet handkerchief, and
the stooped to nick it up and hid it in
ier hand.
"And you you did not expect me
either'-,'in.iuired he, his voice sinking-
at once, as he took a chair near
her.
No answer: a slight retrograde move
ment on her part.
'Did you think I could wait another
day," proceeded the speaker, in thai
same s-ignificant tone, "not knowing
where you had been, nor with whom,
nor whether whether yon hai e.er
missed me, nor looked lor me? '
'Oh. yes," said Geraldine, 6uddenlj
facing him. Wait? Oh. ye3: very
well, I should think-very well, in
deed. Why not?'' she continued, with
a hard little laugh, reminding him on
the instant of tho mocking tienl who
gibed and taunted him that bright
morning in Bond street. "Oh, Sir
Frederick. I think you could ha e
waited. You are a patient man. o I
can wait much longer than that for
tidings of your friends, we all know."
I' Angry, by Jove! The best sign in
the world:'' cried Bellenden, exulting
to himself. I Aloud: Are you "twit
ting me with my stupidity in not find
ing you yestei-duy? Vou do not know
how dearly 1 paid for it. Where were
vou" Where could you have been? I
give you my word th'at I hunted up and
down, in and out. all over the place,
for hours aud hours, and all in vain. I
Dnlv cave up when nearly every one
had left the place."
"I did not mean thut." almost whis
pered (ieraldine, for now she was be
pinning to shake all over. "I I why
do you f-ay such things?" she burst
forth with sudden passion. "vVhatrighl
have you to say them? How do you
dare to resume that it's anything to
mo whether you seek me or not? Vou
you I never told you to look for
me; I never pave you leave. You
roust not-you shall not do it. Under
Dtand, sir. that I will not have any
more of this. I forbid it-I -1 "
' Do you forbid this, Geraldine?"
said he, very gently, taking her hand
in his. "Do you forbid my asking for
this hand, and offering in exchange
only my poor heart, which is already
yours? l sought you, dear, because I
loved you. I think you know X love
you, and 1 think 1 know that you "
"That I love you?" cried Geraldine,
wildly: "is it that which you would
say? You know that? You would tell
me that? But you you are mistaken,
fcir Frederick Bellenden. I am not
quite the child, the fool I once was. I
I Oh. how can you how can
you ?" and, unable to articulate
more, she could only wrench from his
the hand he still held, and let loose
the brimming floods which would nc
.onger be restrained.
"vVho has done this?' he cried
ughast.
"Who? What do you mean? Who?"
"This is not your own doing. This
Is not yourself speaking." proceeded
Bellenden. in much agitation. "Soma
smooth-tongued whisperer has been "
"Never mind that never mind that.
He did but tell me true, if it has been
so; you have chosen to take it for
granted that I care for you "
"And you do not love ? But no.
you would not play me false?"
"How am 1 playing you false?"
"Look ba-k upon "the past few
weeks," he said. "What am I to
think? Have you not given me reason
to suppose Could I thin other
wise than that you saw. understood,
and returned my feelings for you? Had
you meant to reject me Geraldine,
you cannot, you cannot mean it." he
continued, with increased emotion.
"You cannot nave been trifling with
roe " but the word awoke a fata)
echo in her heart.
"Trifling?' she cried, scornfully,
"and why not 'trifling,' if It suited ma
to trifle? Why should I not have my
turn? You thought little enough once
f trifling with me."
"I? With you?"
"You thought I was but a little girt,
a child to be taken up, and petted, and
petted, and played with, and dropped.
You thought you might say what you
chose, do what you chose, kiss me if
you chose," and she struck her face
upon the spot his lips had burned,
"and then -and then no more. I was
to forget all as you did. I was to
think nothing of it, to laugh at it, to
know that others jested about it; I was
only a child, you know. What have
you to say now. if 1 have, as you call
t, -trifled' with you?"
ne was silent too much amazed iot
word".
"Good Heavens! Why, Cera'dine,"
he exclaimed at length after a mute
pause during which each had involun
tarily drawn ba.-k a pace, and stood
quickly breathing in each other's
faces. "Why, Geraldine.what strange
delusion is this? I " be passed hi
hand over his brow, "I cannot yet un
derstand. Of course, I ought to have
written, to have Pshaw! that is
not what you can so deeply have re
sented: tnere must be more. Is It pos
sible, then, that I that you that any
thing ever passed between you and me
In the old davs which could have been
taken in so ill a part that it must needs
rise as a barrier between us for ever
more?" "What did pass between us? Stop
where you are," for he had made a
movement towards her. '"What did
'Why, we Vfera companions, friends
we liked to be together. I was fond
of you. and you by Heavens! if I had
ever thought ever imagined But
you cannot mean it "
"I do mean it."
"You cared for mo. " his voice fait
red.
"I did care."
"Y ou? A mere child?"
"I was no 'mere child' " .
"But yo i could not have known it
Is not possible you could have known
what love meant. You could never
have telt "
"Not have felt? Not known? Ol
how little, how little, can you know?"
cried she. wee ping afresh. "Not have
known, when you yourself had taught
me! Not have felt oh, I think I shall
never feel again -can never feel again
us I did then. You ask me now for my
heart? You stole it then. How dm I
get it back? Only through your neg
lect and utter indifference. But I
ha e it now fast; never, never to part
with it more. No! not now not again"
as he on e more endeavored to speak
and to be heard. "Not again. Once
in a lifetime is enough. Oh, you had
it that once" here her voice was al
most lost in convulsive sobs "that
once," she whispered, "but but a
second time neverl" and with a sud
den rush, she flew past and vanished
from his sight, leaving him dumb,
motionless, and alone.
CUAPTEU XVII
CONCLUSION GRANNY TO THE FROXi.
Haa she then all this time been but
revenging herself?
Bellenden asked himself the humil
iating question a thousand times,
smarting with shame, disappointment,
and. worse still, disenchantment.
Had the girl to whom he had given
B'Jch a high place in his imagination
as well as in his ' heart, been playing
towards him a part so unworthy? Had
she, whom he had all unwittingly
6lnned against - for it had been unwit
tingly, when all wai said and none
hai this bright, beautiful creature,
with her noble bearing, and her proud
a orn of all that was false and mean,
stooped on his ac ount to a vengeance
K far beneath herself?
He could hardly believe it. Had an
angel descended to soil its wings he
e uli not ha e felt his faith in goo 1
ness, purity, and truth more cruelly
shaken.
Could this have been Geraldine whe
had just tied from him, as though his
touch were contamination? Could it
have been she who had poure l forth
t-u;-h derisive taunts, and announced
such a petty, base, and degrading
scheme as her own? Could it have
been her sweet face, so many a time and
oft turned towards him. shy as a blush
ing rosebud, which had now been over
spread by the angry glow, and whose
I features had been, alas! distorted
wiiq a iury wnicn ne naa oeen mo
b ect?
lie felt as if a rough touch haa been
laid on bis shoulder, anl arougn voice
in his ear had bidden him awake
from a fair dream anl face a hash
reality. His iaol had been shattered,
md lay in pieces at his feet.
She, for her part, spent the night in
.ears. Why make a mystery of it?
Of course the whole had been Cecil's
work. He had contrived, goodness
knows how! to draw his cousin apart,
and get her to himself at last, on the
second day of the festival: aud he had
then first pleaded his own cause, and
pleaded, as we know, in vain: and sub
sequently, and doubtless with more
at rimony than might otherwise have
been vented, turned his attention to
wards blasting the hopes of his pre
mmably more successful rival.
He had meant to order his plan of
action on this wise. It was to have
been thus: Clear the course ol Bel
lenden, then walk the course, Ray
mond. But lovers seldom keep to their pro
grams on 6uch occasions, and Cecil at
the critical moment bad come to grief.
His own wreckage had been a cer
tainty almost from the outset; but he
had done himself none the less damage
in that he had sought to involve Bel
lenden in his ruin.
It must be supposed that finally this
had been apparent to him. But there
is, as every one knows, a certain fierce
consolation in hitting back, even
though each blow recoils on the head
of the striker; and Geraldlne's suitor,
beholding his suit hopelessly rejected,
may be pardoned if, not being a man
of tine character, he had not taken the
downfall of his hopes quite so well as
he should have done.
He had been as unable to bridle his
tongue as a woman, and sore from his
own wounds, had recklessly delivered
i as many as he could in return.
Nothing he Knew would heart the
proud-spirited girl more than any re
verting to the old childish folly, and
accordingly we are sorry to say it
it had been to this that the defeated
candidate had turned at once.
A very indifferent talo it had been
to hearken to. He had been watching
his cousin, he had a1 lowed, and had
been very mu.li afraid, very apprehen
sive and anxio s on her account. He
had hoped against hope that he had
been mistaken. Not less on her
account than on his own ion his own
he would now say nothing that was
past and, therefore, and only since it
was past, was he now free to raise a
note of warning;) but, on her account,
he thought he really o ight now to
spea. He must speak as a relation,
as a Irother, since she would allow him
no nearerjind dearer title. A certain
fiightly friend of his she must know
to wbom he alluded was now, he
feared, playing the same game that he
had tried on with Geraldine before.
All had known this, and had noticed
this. It did not become him to judgo
whether or not he would this time
meet with a like success; but Geral
dine knew, Geraldine must remember
how her iancy had once been caught
by Bellenaen's foolish and unmeaning
gallantry he had got no further.
So far he bad 1 een heard out, since,
in her bewilderment and consterna
tion, sue had no words wherewith to
stop him: but all at once she had real
ized that her childhood's roraantlo
dream which had cost her so dear, but
which she had deemed all her own,
had been, and still was, the sport and
scoff of others.
Cecil had exaggerated, perhaps na
turality, in saying .that "air had
known and noticed, but he had cer
tainly, in furtherance of his end, been
happv in the hint; it bad been caught
up at once by the sensitive ear on
which it had fallen, and had been con
strued into something yet further
from the truth than was actually the
case.
She had been trossiped about, giggled
over, smirked at oh! how terrible. !
Never, never could she hold up hei J
head again among those who had made
her their jest; never again could she I
meet BeJUenden io their presence, jior
hear them pronounce his name wn
out a shiver.
As for quietly going on her way,
having daily inter. ourse with the re
lations in Gi-osvenor Square, meeting
Cecil going in and out he had begged
that there might be no alteration in
tho usual routine) it was not to be
thought of.
The earth had shaken under hei
feet. She had do ibted everyone, dis
trusted everyone, almost hated every
one that cruel summer day. A little
wisdom, and a little common sense,
even a few hours' repose and time to
think the matter over, might have put
a new face upon past and future: but
Bellenden had been too precipitate; he
hai appeared when the storm had
been yet at its hlght, and had come in
smiling, happy, coniident !ar, far too
confident, to her mind and be had
even a worse time of it than Cecil Ray
mond. So now. what was to be done?
Imagine granny's consternation wheu,
the next morning, the headstrong girl,
neither calmer nor wiser than on- the
night before, announced her next de
cision, which was that back the two
must hie and that without a moment's
breathing spa: to the wilds of Inch
mare w.
It was the first week in July, and
some of the pleasantest part of London
season was yet to come; there were the
garden parties, the suburban fetes, the
river excursions, the little frolics
hither and thither for which no time
could be tound earlier must all these
be sacrificed? Aud for what?
for lnchmarew in July? In July,
when grim St. Swithin holds his cheer
less rule in the west country, when
the crisp freshness of the summer is
past, and the mellow warmth of au
tumn is uot yet begun? When the
young vegetables are over, and -the
fruit is barely ripe? When no one
actually no one not the veriest waif
or stray is yet to be found along the
coast of Argyll?
Poor Mrs. Campbell grew almost
tearful over the sub ect, and fleshed
her irettiest pink demonstrating and
protesting. She had little anticipated
such extreme measures. She l ad
thought the Raymond affair might be
patched up without any great diffi
culty. It might, it probably would,
have its disagreeable side: it might
produce awkward mo nents and un
comfortable restraint; bus surely it
was not of sufficient importance to
break up their whole tenor of life for
the time being. She had taken the
bouse for ancther month, and no one
was expecting them back at lnch
marew. The rooms would not be
ready, the repairs not finished, the
painters and paperers not oil the
premises. Nothing would be propared,
and it did seem a pity to let such a
she did not exactly say "a trifle," but
the tone in which she said "a thing as
this" implied it "it did seem a pity to
let such a thing as this put ou( so
many people, anddisarrange so much."
Of course, granny vowed an I pro
tested, ot course her darling should
not be tormented by Cecil, nor by any
of bis family Geraldine might trust
her for that. Of course if Geraldine
wished it, she would forbid her grand
son the house -although that did seem
unnecessary, since it was not likely
that he would really care to come
about, in spite of his bravado in beg
ging that no difference might be male.
That had been Cecil all over. Hisfir.-t
th ught had been to evade the com
ments of the world. But even if he
did wish to carry this too far, he should
not be allowed to disturb his cousin's
peace by doing so.
to be continued.
A Deadly Enemy.
Even common house flics have a
deadly enemy a parasite that fastens
upon their bodies. Their favorite lo
cation is around the wings and the
shoulders. These tiny creatures grow
rapidly, and soon become so full of
blood as to be perceptible to the naked
eye. They soon exhaust the source of
supply and leave the wretched victim
little more than a shell, when it crawls
away to die. Any one may discover
this condition of affairs by observing
that flies become dull and semi-stupid.
They seem to fly heavily, and soon
alight and begin brushing and scraping
their bodies with their wings and feet.
But to no purpose are all their efforts;
for the leech never lets go. These
parasites are very much worse in some
seasons than in others. Occasionally
there is a summer when they are very
few, and one may look a long time
without finding any. At other times,
in certain localities, they almost sweep
the flies out of existence. Such a con
dition is thought to be fraught with
dangter to the human family.
Se On Your Guard.
One of the most perilous experiences
of a young convert is in dealing with
the suggestion that he is not convert
ed. To make the suggestion is one of
the favorite modes of attack used by
the adversary. If he can succeed in
getting a young Christian to listen to
it, and to go into an analysis of the
case, he is very sure of cooling that
converts zeal, if not of bringing his
Christian life to an end. Be on yi ur
guard against his whisperings. In
stead of looking at yourselves, look at
Jesus. Meet the approaches of Satan
as Luther did. When the devil said
to him: "You are no Christian," he
replied: "Well, that's none of your
business." Michigan Advocate.
It was anything but Talm Sund;i
to the little boy whose mother, for the
first time, substitute;! a slipier for her
own soft and tender palm.
Food for Thought.
We are shaped by our yesterdays.
Tractxal wisdom avoids bir wordr.
He who feasts every day, feasts no
-ay.
No man is a hero to bis mother-in-law.
Courtship is a sonnet, marriaga an
epic
The perfect man is never the (eri'ect
artist.
Ill-balanced praise ia worce than
silence.
Every hf art has its own definition
of love.
Advice should be well shaken before
taken.
Fanaticism, the false fire of an over
heated mind.
The meanest man will sometimes give
himself away.
To morrow's advertising may be a
day too late.
fiEV. D& TAIMAGE.
rm BROOKIiYH DmXBS HTJM
DAT SKRWOK.
Subject: "Tongues ot Fire."
Text: "Have ye received the Holy Ghost.
Acts xix., 2.
The word ghost, which means a son, oi
spirit, has been degraded in common par
lance. We talk of ghosts as baneful and
frightful and in a frivolous or superstitioui
way. liut my text speaks of a Ghost who U
omnipotent and divine and everywhere pres
ent and ninety-one times la the New Testa
ment called the Holy Ghost. The only tim
I ever heard this test preached from was in
the opening days of my ministry, when a
glorious old 8-joteh minister name up to help
me in my village church. On tho day of my
ordination and installation he said, "I
you get into the corner of a Saturday
night without enough sermons tor Sunday,
send for me, and I will come and preach
for you." The fact ought to be known
that the first three years of a pastor's life
are appallingly arduous. No other protest,
sion makes the twentieth part of the demand
on a young man. It a secular preacher
prepares one or two speeches for a politi
cal campaign it is considered arduous. II
a lecturer prepares one lecture for a year,
ho is thought to have done welU But a
young pastor has two sermons to delivee
every Sabbath before the same audience, t3
sides all his other work, and the most ol
ministers never recover from the awful ner
vous strain of the tlrst three years. B
sympathetio with all young tnliiistoje aol
withhold your criticifms.
Sly aged Scotch 'frnd responded to mj
first call and came and preached from the
text that I now announce. I remember noth
ing but the text. It was the last sermon h
ever preached. On the following Saturday ht
was called to his heavenly reward. But 1
remember just how he appeared as, leaning
over the pulpit, he looked into tha face oi
the audience, and with earnestness and
pathos and electrio force asked them, in thi
words of my text, "Have ye received th
Holy Ghosts" The olllee ot this present dis
course is to open a door, to unveil a Person
age, to lutpvjuce a'force not sufficiently re
ognlzed. He is as great as God. He Is G 1
The second verse of the first chapter uf thi
Bible Introduces Him Genesis i., 2. "Xa
Spirit of God moved upon the faco of thi
waters" that is, as an albatross or eagl
spreads her wings over her young and warm
them Into life and teaches them to fly, so th
Eternal Spirit spread His great, broad,
radiant wings over this earth in its callow
and untie !gd state snd warmed it into lift
and II uttered over it and set it winging iti
way through immensity. It is the tip top ol
all beautiful and sublime suggesti veness. Cut
you not almost see the outspread wings ovei
the nest of young worlds? " 1'he Spirit ol
God moved upon the face of the waters."
Another appearance of the Holy Qhost w
at Jerusalem during a great fe:L-t. Strangers
speaking seventeen different languages wnt
present from many parts of the worl.L But
in one house they heard what seemed like th
coming of a cyclone or hurricane. It made
the trees bend and the houses quake. The
cry was, "What is that?" And then a forked
flame ot Are tipped each forehead, and wltal
with the blast ot wind nnd the dropping II r
a panic took place, until Peter explained thai
It was neither cyclone nor conflagration, but
the brilliance and anointing and baptism
power of the Holy Ghost.
That scene was partially repeated in I
forest when Bev. John Easton was preach
ing. There was the sound of a rushin ,
mighty wind, and the people looked to t..
sky to see if there were any signs cf a storm,
but it was a clear sky, yet thi sound of the
wind was so great that horses, frightened,
broke loose from their fastuniug.3. and the
whole assembly felt that the sound was su
pernatural and pentecostal. Oh, what an
infinite and almighty and glorious person
age is the Holy Ghostl Hj brooded this
planet into life, and now that through sin it
has become a dead world He will brood it
the second time into life. Perilous attempt
would be a comparison between the three
persons of the Godhead. They are equal,
but there is some consideration which at
taches itself to the third person of the Trin
ity, the Holy Ghost.that does not attach
itself to either God the Father or God the
Son. We may grieve God the Father aud
fcrleve God the Son and be fortriven, but we
are directly told that there is a sin against
the Holy Ghost, which shall never ba for
given either in this world or in the world to
eome. And it is wonderful that while on the
street you hear the name of God and Jesus
Christ used in profanity you never hear the
words Holy Ghost. This hour I speak ot the
Holy Ghost as Biblical interpreter, as a hu
man constructor, as a solace for the broicu
hearted, as a preacher's re-enforcement.
The Bible is a mass of contradictious, at.
affirmation of impossibilities, unless thj
Holy Ghost helps us to understand it. The
Bible says of itself that the Scripture is not
for "private interpretation," but "holy man
of God spake as t bey were moved by the Holy
Ghost" that is, not private interpretation,
but Holy Ghost interpretation. Pile on your
study table all the commentaries of the Bible
Matthew Henry and Scott and Adam Clarke
and Albert Barnes ami B'isli and Alexander,
and all the arena) ilogies, and all the Bible
dictionaries, and all the maps of Palestine,
and all the international series of Sunday
school lessons. And it that is all yon will not
understand the deeper and grander mean
ings of the Bible so well as that Christian
mountaineer who, Sunday morning, aftei
having shaken down the fodder for the cat
tle, comes into his cabin, takes up his well
worn Bible, and with a prayer that stirs the
heavens asks for the Holy Ghost to unfold
the book.
No more unreasonable would I be if I
should take up The Novoe Vremya of St
Petersburg, all printed in Russian, and say,
"There is no sense in this newspaper, for 1
cannot understand one line of all its col
nmns," than for any man to take up the
Bible, and without getting Holy Ghost il
lumination as to its meaning say: "Thi:
Book insults my common Bense. I cannot
understand it. Away with the incongruity!"
No one but the Holy Ghost, who inspired
the Scriptures, can explain the Scrip.ures.
Fully realize that, and you will be as enthu
siastic a lover of the old book as my vener
able friend who told me in Philadelphia last
week that he was reading the Bible through
the fifty-ninth time, and it became more at
tractive and thrilling every time he wont
through it. In the saddlebags that hnng
across my horse's back as I rode from Jeru
salem down to the Dead Sea and up to Da
mascus I had all the books about Palestine
that I could carry, but many a man on hi?
knees, in the privacy of his room, has ha I
flashed upon him more vivid appreciation ol
the word of God than many a man who hai
visited all the scenes of Christ's birth, an.i
Paul's eloquence, and Peter's imprisonment,
and Joshua's prowess, and Elijah's ascen
sion. I do not depreciate any of the helps
for Bible study, but I do say that they all
together come infinitely short without a di.
rect communication from the throne of God
in response to prayerful solicitation. W
may find many interesting things about the
Bible without especial illumination, as bow
many horses Solomon had in his stables, or
how long was Noah's ark, or who was the
only woman whose full name is given in the
8criptures,or which is the middle verse of the
Bible, and all that will do you no more good
than to be able to tell how many beanpole;
there are in your neighbor s gar.l
The learned Earl of Chatham oeard thi
famous Mr. Cecil preach about the Hoi;
Ghost and said to a friend on the way hoim
from church: ' I could not undersiand it,
and do you suppose anybody understood it'
"Oh, yes," said his Christ Ua friend, "thor
were uneducated women, and some littli
children present who understood it." I war
rant yon that the English soldier hai uadet
supernal influence read the book, for aftei
the battle of Inkermann was over he wai
found diiad with his hand glued to the pag
of the open Bible by his own blood, and tut
Words adhered to his bands as they buried
Mm, "1 am tho resurrection and the life; he
that believeth in Me. though dead, yet shall
he live."
Next consider ths Holy Ghost as a hnmai
.econstructor. We must be made over again,
Christ and Nicodemus talked about it
Theologians call it regeneration. I do not
care what yon call it, but we have to be re
constructed by the Holy Ghost. We become
new creature, bating what we ones loved
and loving what we once hated. If sin were
luxury, it mast become detestation. I)
we preferred bod associations, we mast pre
fer good associations. Ia most eases it
man com Diet chjuure that .the world
notices the difference and begins to aski
"What has eome over that man? Whom hai
he been with? What has so affected him
What has ransacked his entire nature!
What has turned him square about?" Take
two pictures of Paul one on the road te
Damascus to kill the disciples of Chrit, the
other on the road to Ostia to die for Christ
Come nearer home and look at the man whe
found his chief delight in a low olass of olub
rooms, hiccoughing around a card table and
then stumbling down the front steps aftei
midnight and staggering homeward, and thai
same man, one week afterward, with hit
family on the way to a prayer meetins
What has done it? It mast be something
tremendous. It must be God. It must bi
the Holy Ghost.
Notice the Holy Ghost as the solacer o.
broken hearts. Christ calls Him the
Comforter. Nothing does the world so much
wont as comfort. -The most people have
been abased, misrepresented, cheated, lied
about, swindled, bereft. What is needed ii
baimm for the wounds, lantern for dark
roads, rescue from maligning pursuers,
ntt from the marble slab oi tombstones. XJie
to most has been a semtfallure. They have
not got what they wanted. They have nol
reached that which they started for. Friends
betray. Change of business stand loses old
custom and does not bring enough custom
to make up for the loss. Health beoomee
precarious when one most needs strong
muscle anil steady nerve and clear brain.
Out of this audience of thousands and thou
sands, if I should ask all those who
have been unhurt in the struggle ol
life to stand up, or all standing to hold
up their right hands, not one would move.
Oh, how much we need the Holy Ghost
as comforter! He recites the sweet
gospel promises to the hardly bestead. He
assures of mercy mingled with the severities.
He consoles with thoughts ot coming release.
He.teils cf u heaven where tear is never wept
ana burden Is never carried and Injustice u
never suffered. Comfort for all the yount
people who are maltreattd at home, or re
ceive insufficient income, or are robbed ol
their schooling, or kept back from position!
they earned by the putting forward of othert
less worthy. Comfort for all these men and
women midway in the path of life, worn oul
with what they have already gone through
and with no "brightening future. Comfort
for these aged ones amid many lnllrmitiei
anl who feel themselves to be in the way ix
the home or business which themselves e
'ablished with their own grit.
The Holy Ghost comfort, I think, general
iy comes in the shape of a soliloquy. Yot.
II nd yourself saying to yourself: "Well, 1
ought not to go on this way about mj
mother's death. She had suffered enough.
She had borne other people's burdens long
enough. I am glad that father and mot hei
are together in heaven, and they will be
waiting" to greet us, and it will be only a lit
tle while anyhow, and God makes no mis
takes." Or you soliloquize, saying: "It is
hard to lose my property. I am sure I
worked hard enough for it. But God will
take care of iu,.aiJ, as to the children, the
money might have, spoiled them, ' and we
And that those whoyfcavo to struggle fot
themselves generally -uraTout best, and it
will all be well if this upsettingof our world
ly resources leads us to lay np treasures io
heaven." Or you soliloquize, sayings
"It was hard to give np thai
boy when the Lord took him. I ex
pected great things of him, and, oh, how ws
miss him out of the house, and there are so
many things I come across that make one think
of him, and he was such a splendid fellow!
But then what an escape he has made from
the temptations and sorrows which come to
ill who grow up, and it is a grand thing to
have him safe from all possible harm, and
there are all those Bible promises tor parents
who have lost children, and we shall feel
drawing heavenward that we could not have
otherwise experienced." And after you have
laid that you get that relief which comes
from on outburst of tears. I do not say to
you, as some say, do not cry. God pity peo
ple in trouble who have the parched eyeball
and the dry eye lid and cannot shed a tear.
That makes maniacs. To God's people tears
are the dews of the night dashed with sun
rise. I am so glad you can weep, li it you
think these things you say to yourself are
only soliloquies. No, no; they are the Com
forter. who is the Holy Ghost.
Notice also the Holy Ghost as the preach
er's reinforcement. You and I have known
fireaehers encyclopedic in knowledge, brill
ant as an iceberg when the sun smites it.
and with Chesterfleldian address and
rhetorical hand uplifted with diamond big
enough to dazzle an assembly and so sur
charged with vocabulary that when they left
this life it might be said of each 'of them ai
De Quincey said of another that in the act o!
dying he committed a robbery, absconding
with a valuable polyglot dictionary, yet no
awakening or converting or sanctifying r
suit, while some plain man, with humbles I
phraseology, has seen audiences whelmed
with religious influence. It was the Hol
Ghost. What a useful thing it would be i I
every minister would give tho history of. hU
sermons! Years ago at an outdoor meeting
in the State of New York I preached
to many thousamls. There had been much
prayer on the grounds for a great outpouring
ot the Holy Ghost at that service, and the
awakening power exceeded anything I ever
witnessed since I began to preach, with per
haps the exception of two or three occasions.
Clergymen and Christian workers by the
score and hundreds expressed themsolves as
having been blessed during the service.
That afternoon I took the train for an out
door meeting in the State of Ohio, where I
was to preach on the night of the next day.
As the sermon had proved so useful the day
before ami the theme was fresh in my min.l,
t resolved to reproduce it, and did reproduce
it as far as I could, but the result was nothing
at all. Never had I seemed to have any
thing to do with a flatter failure. What
was the difference between the two serv
ices? Some will say, "You were tired with a
long journey." No, I was not tired at all.
Some will say, "The temporal circumstances
In the first case were more favorable than in
the last." No, they were more favorable in
the last. The difference was in the power ot
the Holy Ghost mightily present at the first
service, not seemingly present at all at the
second. I call upon the ministers of Ameri
ca to give the history ot sermons, for I be
lieve it will illustrate as nothing else can tha
truth of that Scripture. "Not by might nor by
jower, but by my Spirit, saith the Lord."
Oa the Sabbath of the dedication of one of
ur ohurehes iu Brooklyn, at the morning
service, 323 souls stood np to profess Christ.
They wore the converts in the Brooklyn
Academy of Music, where we had been wor
sniping. The reception of so many mem
bers and many of them baptized by immer
sion had made it an arduous service, which
continued from half past ten in the morning
until half past two in the afternoon. Freix
that service we went home exhausted, be
cause there is nothing so exhausting as deep
emotion. A messenger was sent out to
obtain a preacher for that night, but the
search was unsuccessful, as all the
ministers were engaged for some, othei
place. With no preparation at all foi
the evening service, except the looking fx
Cruden's Concordance for a text and feeling
almost too weary to stand np, I began the
service, saying audibly while the opening
song was being sung, although because ol
the Bulging no one but God heard it: "Oh
Lord, Thou knowest my insafuciency foi
this service! Come down in gracious powei
upon this people." The place was shakex
with the divine presence. As far as wecoulc
find out. over 400 persons were converted
that night. Hear it, all young men entering
the ministrv; hear it, all Christian woresa
U was the Holy Ghost.
rn the Second Reformed Church, of Somer
vilie, N. J., in my beyhood .days, Mr. Os
borne, the evangelist, came to hold a special
service. I see him now as he stood in tho
pulpit. Before he announced his text and
before he hail uttered a word of his sermon
strong men wept aloud, and it was like the
lay of judgment. It was the Holy Ghost.
In 1857 the electric telegraph bore Strang
messages. One of them read, "My dear pa
rents will rejoice to hear that have found
peace with God. Another read, "Dear
mother, the work continues, and I, too, have
been converted." Another read, "At last
faith and peace." In Vermont a religious
meeting was singing; the hymn, "Waiting and !
w atoning ior jne. i ne song rouea out on
the night air, and a man halted and said, "I
wonder if there will be any one waiting and
watching for me?" It started him heaven
ward. What was it? The Holy Ghost. In
that 1857 Jaynes's Hall, Philadelphia, and '
r uiton street prayer meeting, iew lore, wi
sgraphed each other the number of souls
saved and the rising of the devotional tides.
Noonday prayer meetings were held in
ill the cities. Bhips came into harbor,
captain and all the sailors saved on that
voyage. Polios and Are departments met ia
their rooms for divine worshio. AtAlban
the Legislature ot the State of New York as
sembled in the rooms of the Court of Appeals
for religious services. Congressional union
prayer meeting was opened at Washington.
From whence came the power? From the
Holy Ghost. That power shook New York.
That power shook America. That power
shook the Atlantic Ocean. That power shook
the earth. That power could take this en
are audience into the peace of the gospel
quicker thaa you could 1 1 ft your eyes heaven
ward. Come, Holy Ghost! Come, Holy
?hostf He has come! He Is here! I feel
Sim in my heart. There are thousands who
'eel Him in their hearts, convicting some,
laving some, sanctifying some.
The difference in evangelical usefulness h
.ot so much a difference in brain, in schol
arship or elocutionary gifts as in Holy
Ghost power. You will not have much sur
prise at the extraordinary career of Charles
G. Finney as a soul winner. If yoa know that
oon after his conversion he had this experi
ence of the Paraclete. He says:
"As I turned and was about to take a seat
iy the fire I received a baptism of the Holy
Shost. Without any expectation of it, with
out ever having the thought in my mind
that there was any such thing for me, with
out any recollection that I had ever heanl
the thing mentioned by any person in the
world, the Holy Ghost descended cpon me in
t manner that seemed to go through me,
ody and soul. Indeed, it seemed to come in
waves and waves of liquid love, for I could
not express it in any other way. It seemed
like the very breath of God. I can recollect
distinctly that it seemed to fan me like im
mense wings. No words ean express the
wonderful love that was shed abroad in my
heart. I wept aloud with joy and love.
These waves came over me and over me and
over me, one after the other nntil, I recall 1
cried out, I shall die if these waves continue
to pass over me.' I said, 'Lord, I oannot bear
my more."
Now, my hearers, let COO of as, whethei
jlerical or lay workers, get such a divine
visitation as that, and we could take this
world tor God before the clock of the next
century strikes 1.
Bow many marked Instances of Holy
Ghost power? W fieri a oiacic iruuipbTer vOS
His place in Whitefleld'3 audience proposing
to blow the trumpet at a certain point in the
service and put everything into derision,
somehow hs could not get thetrampet to his
lips, and at the close of the meeting he
lought out the preacher and asked for his
prayers. It was the Holy Ghost. What was
.he matter with Hediey Vicars, the memora
ole soldier, when he sat with his Bible before
him in a tent, and his deriding comrades
came in and jeered, saying, "Turned Metho
dist, eh?" And another said: "Yoa hypo
crite! Bad as you were I never thought you
would eome to this, old fellow." And then
he became the soldier evangelist, and when
a soldier in another regiment hundreds of
miles away telegraphed his spiritual anxie
ties to Hediey Vicars, saying, "What shall I
lot" Vicars telegraphed as thrilling a mes
sage as ever went over the wires, ''Believe on
me ixrd Jesus Christ and thou Shalt be
laved."
What power was being felt? It was the
loly Ghost. And what more appropriate?
For the Holy Ghost is a "tongae of are,"
nd the electricity that flies along the wires
Is a tongue of fire. And that reminds me of
what I might do now. From the place where
stand on this platform there are invisible
wires of lines or influenoestretahing to every
Heart tn all the seats on the main Boor and up
Into the boxes and galleries, and there ore
ither innumerable wires or lines ot influence
reaching out from this place into the vast
beyond and across continents and under the
seas, for in my recant journey around the
world I did not find a oountry where 1 had
not been preaching this gospel for many
rears through the printing press. So a
tetooraah. warator site or stands at a given
point and sends messages tn all directions,
snd yoa only hear the click, cliok, click of
die eleotrio apparatus, but the telegrams go
an their errand. God help me now to touch
ihe right key and send the right messags
slong the right wires to the right places.
Who shall we first call up? To whom shall I
lend the message? I guess I will send the
1st to all the tired, wherever they are, for
there are so many tired souls. Hera go s
iheOhristly message. "Come unto Me. ail yj
vho are weary, and I will give you rest."
ONLY TWO FEET TALL,
Jeatb or s Dwarf Who Lived Twentv-two
Years and Never Walked or Talked.
Charles E. Mintram, a dwarf, whose singu
lar existence has created widespread atten
tion, die. I a few days ago at the home of his
father, E. Mintram, at Pine Bush. Orange
County, N. Y., of pneumonia. He was in
bis twen'.y-seoond year and was only twenty
four inches talL He was born in Worten
dyke, X. J., and was one of nine children.
The lirst year he was as bright and thrivL.g
33 the others, and increased a little in weight
and stature, out he never walked or talked,
and grew to manhood with the same baby
face that he had twenty years ago and the
same helpless body. The boy had been ex
amined by many physicians during his life,
but none of them could give any satisfactory
axplauation of the case. As a child he was
is bright mentally as any other child until
development ceased, and he became an ordi
nary baby all the rest of his life. He was
passionately fond of musio and understood
til taat was said to him, and was healthy un
it his lost sickness.
MONSTER CRAPE FRUIT FARM.
fa Ie One of the Largest Fruit Orchard
in California.
One of the largest enterprises in the plant
ng of fruit orchards now in progress in Call
iornia has just been beirun within three miles
)f Pomona by Henry M. Loud, a millionaire
f Detroit, Mich., who owns 600 acres of One
!ruit land in the valley. Sir. Loud is the tlrst
nan to undertake the production of grape
Suit on a large scale on this coast. He has
sontracted for 3000 trees of this variety of
fruit, all that can be had in that part of the
State for immediate planting, put the succesc
3f the experiment will be watched with in
terest by fruit growers and followers in all
parts of the country.
Grape fruit has eome to be la demand at
eood prices in the Eastern markets, and has
been one of Florida'3 most prolltable crops,
but the recent oold weather along the Atlan
tic coast killed every grape fruit tree in thai
State.
Japan's National Exhibition.
The fourth Industrial Exhibition of Japat.
rill be held this year at Kioto. It opened
on April 1 and will continue until July HI.
This is the Japanese National exhibition,
also being held in commemoration of the
1000th anniversary of the founding ot Kioto
is the old capital of Japan. Kioto is now
known as the Western capital, though in
reality no longer a seat of government, and
is the most fascinating city of the empire.
Temples abound in and about Kioto and it
is the home of th net nrmiuctso Jaai
see loom.
News in Brief.
A new telegraph invention will
convey 2000 words a mmute over the
wires. j
The skin is rough because by that
means it is better adapted to receive
sensations. i
Many pairs of sandals have been
recovered at Pompeii. The soles are
fxstencd with nails.
Dr. Joule's studies in mechanical
equivalents of heat brought forth the
co pound engine.
There are said to have been five
suicides in five years in Divinity Hall,
Cambridge, England.
In nearly all arid land regions
artesian wells can be obtained at a
depth of from 303 to 600 feet
Half a teaspoonfnl of sugar scat
tered over a dying fire is better that
kerosene and has no element of dan
ger. Xo receptacle has ever been made
atrnnc nnmrh tn resist tha bnrarjnsr
power of freezing water; 20-pound
shells nave been rent asunder as
though made of pottery.
LET US ALL LAUGH.
JOKES FROM THE PENS OF
VARIOUS HUMORISTS.
Pleasant Incidents Occurring" the WoriC
Over Savings tha Are Cheerful tm the
Old or Young Funny Selections that
Everybody Will Enjoy Reading.
From a Westerner.
"What is that noise?" asked the
stranger, who had gotten np early so
as to see all the sights.
"That's the boom of the sunrise gun."
"You don't say bo! Well, that may
do very well for booming the sunrise,
but unless you put In a few cornets
and a trombone It wouldn't go six
Inches toward booming Western real
estate. Washington Star.
A Bad Beginning;.
Miss Jingle Back so soon T I thought
yon were to take a lesson In memory
training.
Mr. Jangle I did Intend to, but thi
professor bad forgotten the appoint
ment
A Faet mm Possible.
Trlver How fast can your horse go i
Driver Well, you see my horse Is like
one of these blooming dudea that Is
spending his father's money. He only
goes as fast as be can. Philadelphia
Inquirer.
Indicated.
Mrs. Tcots Where have yon beenl
Toots To the (hie), my dear, club.
Mrs. Toots I might have known that
from your club-footed gait New York
World.
Doing Splendidly.
"How la young Blaggles dolug In
business?" asked her father.
Splendidly," was the confident re
ply. "He snys that he considers bln
elf very lucky at the store."
"Have they raised his salary?"
"N-no. But they threatened to dis
charge him and didn't do It." Wasl
'ngton Star.
A Question of Time.
Dlmpleton I was playing poker with
my father-in-law last night and I won
til he had.
Dashaway Was he mad?
Dimpleton Oh, no. He said I would
have gotten It any way. Exchange.
Their Own Medicine.
Barblow I see that the hotel pro
prietors of the city have given up their
Idea of having a reunion and banquet
Beeblay Why?
Barblow Not one of the hotels could
get np a banquet to suit them. South
Boston News.
Very likely.
Mrs. Houser Have you any idea
what the papers mean when they say
a man is dabbling In stocks?
Houser Er that he has gone Into
Vool, most likely. Buffalo Courier.
He Gracefully Resinned.
I Fanner If you want work I'll give,
you a Job.
I Wlggley Waggles Well. I'd like to
j take advantage o' yer offer, boss, but I
' see a man comln' up the road that
; looks as If he had a family to support,
an' as I'm a bachelor I will resign In
his favor. Tid-Bits.
Telly Bad Lnckee.
i Chinese General Are there plenty ot
guns and ammunition for to-morrow's
battle?
Aid Tesee; but dlshpan crack ee so
not makes muck noise,
j General My, my I Then we'd better
' retreat New York Weekly.
Wonld Feel Homelike.
"And now." said the FIJI chief to the
Boston missionary, "have you anything
to request before we proceed with the
ceremony?"
"Only this," replied the missionary,
"please put a few beans In the pot with
ma." London Talk.
All Due to the Diet.
Dr. William (of Normal) What have
you been feeding that kid on, madam?
Mrs. Rockedweller Nothing but tin
cans.
j Dr. William I thought so. He baa
' cancer of the stomach.
Splendid.
Wiggles I know Just what to take
for sea-sickness.
Waggles (eagerly) Do yout What
la It?
. Wiggles An ocean steamer. Somer
rille Journal.
Wanted to Be Certain.
Roberts (extending a cigar) There If
A cigar that I can recommend. ,
George Thanks; but I should prefel
one that y on wonld care to smok yomf
Ml& Boston Transcript. '
TWO QUEER OLD HERMITS.
ihcj Are Brothers and They Live la
Illinol.
Anderson County, Illinois, enjoys thv,
proud distinction of being the home ol
two of the queerest old hermits liv
ing. They are William and Georga
Coombs, brothers, aged respectively
63 and 84 years. They live In a rudd
hut, which was built by their father
about seventy-five years ago. Until
three years ago the roof of clapboards
was secured simply by long poles
laid across and tied. Now the boards
are nailed on. Tho window .it the side
of the door was formerly filled with
glass, but of late years it has been
closed with a tightly nniled piece of
sheet Iron. When this hut was built
Indians and all sorts of wild animal I
roamed the then limitless forest, and
EOME OF TOE HERMITS COOMBS.
the lonely pioneer wns frequently
roused from his fitful slumbers by tho
fierce war-whoop of the savage or tho
wild shriek of the deadly panther.
Now the vast forests are but a memory
and well-tilled farms occupy the spot
that once were the Indians' hunting
grounds.
William and George Coombs were,
born in Kentucky and came to Clark
Cvjnty when the latter was a small
boy. Itumor has It that In ):'t arly
manhood William was Jilted by :i cruel
maiden, and he then and there ubiured
the sex forever. Ills faithful brother.
George, whom he to this day terms
"the baby," becamo his companion,
and the two have ever since lived their
life alone, solitary In the midst of
teeming civilization.
Their hut Is In the center of a 400
lcre tract of land, which they own and
rent out on shares. They will never
sell their grain unless they set the
price they think they should have or
they have to have money to pay their
taxes. They never keep any money by
them. The produce they raise on tho
five-acre tract surrounding the hut aud
the eggs from their poultry supply
them with tho necessaries of life, all
of which they purchase of a huckster,
never going to any town unless per
emptorily summoned. The only visit
they have ever paid Marshall In many
years was when they were summoned
on a trial a few years a so. The old
men yet preservo all their faculties.
Sight and hearing are good. In their
earlier days both were mighty hunters,
and thousands of wild turkeys as well
as numbers of deer and bear fell to
their rifles. Both still pride themselves
on their marksmanship, old as they
are, and not without reason, for their
aim ia still deadly. LUca Globe.
A Funeral Dance.
On one occasion, near nice, Dakota,
I witnessed an Indian funeral dance.
The brave, a man of influence in tho
tribe, and who carried on his left hand
the scar of a fearful wouud, said tn
have been received at Fort Phil Kear-t
ney, was laid out stiff and stark In'
the tepee in which he died. Tlie women.
Just as Christian women do, washed thai
corpse, and then dressed lilm Iu all hl
ornaments. A red blanket was wrnpt
ped about him, nnd a bow and quiverf ul
of arrows were added to the equipment
of death. Then the body was carried
on his favorite pony, led by a woman,
to the place of rest. On four poles witli,
crotches, freshly driven into the ground,
x platform of sticks was laid at ai
height of about ten foot. On this phit-l
form the body reposed, as If the war
rior was asleep In his blanket, with
his bow and quiver beside him. Then
the living braves circled about the scaN
told with a slow, sorrowful motion,1
uttering a song or plaint. They ma do
three or four rounds; then, silently
mounting their ponies, they returned to
camp, leaving their dead comrade to
the company of the birds of heaven. In.
the dry air of Dakota the body becomes
rapidly desiccated, and one can be In
the neighborhood of scores of theso
burial scaffolds wlthoufnotlclng any
thing offensive. It Is also a singular
fact that the carrion birds seldom loolt
for food among tho bodies thus expos
ed. The motive for disposing of re
mains In this way probably Is to save;
them from the wolves, which would
tcratch up a grave. Bodies arc some
times high up In the branches of trees,
and It used to be no unusual thing in
the river bottoms of the Missouri ta
come across a departed warrior tbui
disposed of.
Reassuring.
Nervous people who are haunted by
the fear of appendicitis every time they
eat grapes or berries, trouble them,
selves unnecessarily, according to a
prominent physician. The general Im
pression that this singular ailment iJ
caused by the presence of a seed or
stone In the appendix Is erroneous. A
small bit of digested matter gets into
the little sac. If the neck if It is open
far enough to receive It It may re
main there for years and cause no trou
ble, and then again It may bring on
appendicitis almost Immediately. Whera
the patient Is In good health, in four
cases out of five the operation for re
moving the appendix is successful.
Many people who have heard about ap
pendicitis have given up the luxury of
small fruit In fear of It, and some of
the extremely sensitive ones have even
been constantly worried lest some seed
that they had swallowed in the past
might give themthis disease which
Is amosg the rarest diseases any way.
It Is time to explode the seed story; II
has caused too much discomfort al
ready. Also Familiar.
"Do yon remember those lines ot
Longfellow's about the village smithy V
tsked the quotatlous boarder.
"Smithy? Smithy?" responded th
Cheerful Idiot, with a puzzled tlr as
sumed for the occasion. "Can't saj
that I do. Are you sure It Is not the
brownie yon have reference to?" Cla.
cinnaU Tribune,
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