vi-jj f i lllllfe 1 y. HOHWEIER, THE OONHTITUTION-THE UN I O N-AND THE ENFORCEMENT OP THE LAWS. VOL. XLIX MIFFLINTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. OCTOBER 16. 1895. NO. 44. f ' 1 , ?N CIIAI'TEH XVII. Continued.) Mrs. Kuthven was successful along tins whole line she hml marked out for her-1 self. If she was a little sore respecting the feelings Marsden no frankly avowed toward Miss I.'Kslninge sh" had t1"1 con solution of Ie lieving that she was inflict ing the crudest disappointment on that detested rival. Then, sin- ha.l the man she loved so utterly at her imrcy: nii'l this, which would have been pnin find humiliation to n woman of real heart anl delicacy, gratified her crude love of power, while the certainty of accomplishing the marriage on which she had set her soul, of falsifying Shirley's spiteful prophecies of defeat, tilled her with exultation. There was a very unly reverse to the medal, hut, for the moment, she wasnhle to put it nsiilo, if not to forget it. With her wealth, and Marsden's position and popularity, the world was at her feet. As to his craze about Nora IKstrange. that would pass over. He would find that an experienced woman of the world must be a more fiuitnhle wife for him than a mere school girl like Nora. For several clays after she had come to a distinct understanding with Marsden, Mrs. Kuthven denied herself to every one even to her faithful Shirley, who was liy no means phased with the aspect of things. He hail not been accustomed to be thu debarred admittance, i,nd he scented mis chief. Though the day was gone when he hoped to rekindle Mrs. Uuthven's pass ing caprice for himself, he objected very strongly to her marrying Marsden, who had unconsciously wounded his amour propre. and insulted him by his oppressive superiority. When, at last, Mrs. Kuth ven. was at homo to liiin, he was in a very had temper, indeed, which was not improved by the careless triumph of her maimer. "I thought yon were going to cut me ipletely," he said, when they had exchanged greetings. "Why, it js more than a week since I was admitted!" "You have no right to complain; I have not seen any one." "You have not been unwell, I hope?" "No; I have felt remarkably well: but I have been busy with these tiresome pa pers;" and she waved her left hand to ward them. Shirley started, for on her linger sparkled the double heart device, of rubies and diamonds, he had seen on Noras. "I can scarcely believe my eyes!" ho exclaimed. "Am I to conclude that Mars den has transferred his alliance, with the betrothal ring, from Miss LKslrange to you V" "He has." sho returned, twirling the ring round and round, and smiling nohiy. "And how how did Marsden contrivu to break off with Miss LKstraiigeY" "That I do not know; but he has done so. and as I have always found you capa ble of keeping silence when necessary. I do not iniud telling you. that Mr. Marsden has made some rather curious discoveries which, in short, render his marriage witb Sliss IKst range impossible." "I liseoverics, ehi" in a peculiar tone; "and will you not trust me completely V" "No, my good friend: I in short, I dc not exactly know myself." "It is all very mysterious, and deucedly hard for Miss I.'Kstninge." "I den't suppose she is in a very en rinble state of mind," returned Mrs. Kuth ven. with an air of quiet enjoyment. Shirley looked at her curiously. "And have you given up all hopes of tracing your rubies?" he asked. "Yes," she said, shandy; "what suggest ed them to you "j" "I don't know; perhaps an idea that Marsden 1ms not hitherto urought yov luck." "lie will replace my rubies by the Mars den diamonds. Now. Captain Shirley, y-oii said you thought I was going to cut you completely; you are mistaken; I am jiot going to cut you. but I am going to ilrop you as an intimate friend. Mr. Marsden. for some reason or other, would Hot be pleased, I know, if I continued on the same terms with you, and ha is natur ally my first consideration. You bare al ways been friendly and useful, and I may add. prudent: for you have wisely agreed with me iti letting by-gones be by-gones. I'.nt before entering into a new phase of toy existence, 1 should like to look through i few acknowledgments of yours, which )!! have given nie from time to time," n nd she drew from a Russian leather dis-j'.-it.-h Uix several slips of paper neatly la.-t.-ned together. "Mrs. Kuthven!" cried Shirley, coloring crimson, "if you mean that I am to clear up with you. previous to your entering on your "new phase," you intend to reward my prudence by ruining me." She looked at him a moment in amused silence. "I am not quite so hard a creditor, Shir ley; partly, perhaps, because I do not for get by-gones, quite. No; I inaugurate this new phase of my existence by return ing you all these promissory notes. I wish to hear no more of them let us part friends. I wish you good luck in what ever way you would best like it." Shirley's dark face changed. " Yoti are kind, and and most liberal," he s.ild. "I wish our old let me say friendship was not to be ended." lie took the papers she held out, and twisting them up, thrust them into his breast pocket. "I shall never meet your match again; you hnve shown me what can be dared and done by a woman, blessed as you are with a heavy purse and a potent will." "And all's well that ends well," re turned Mrs. Kuthven. She gave him her hand witb a slight inclination of the head, and he felt himself dismissed. ...... The days flew fast, and that fixed fo, Winton's departure had dawned. Nora dared not hope that she still held the same place in his regard. Of course, she thought, her sudden change, her ap parent readiness first to accept Marsden and then to break with him, had lowered her in the estimation of so high-minded man as Mark Winston. He had called as he promised, but botl Mrs. I Estrange and her step-daughter were out. "He will not go without bidding us oood-by." said the former mor than once, as sne began to understand matter without questioning, and grew anxious that the two she heartily loved should not spoil each other's lives for a punctilio, "i must write and ask him to luncheon or Sinner." "No, no, dear Helen! Promise me, promise me faithfully you will not," im plored Nora, with such a distressed ex pression of countenance that Mrs. L'E trauge promised. This last day was bright and crisp, there had been a light fall of snow and HT5S VMS Wti.yHMHlS-y SN.-i H-f W '5 the grass in the park waa prettily pow 3ered. No exterior brightness, however, could Lcheer Nora. She kept a brave face, but her heart felt as if it must break; for the moment life was to her like one of those wretched drenms, where the dreamer, all burning to attain some joy almost with in touch, is kept back by impapable bar riers, vague obstacles, gossamer to the eye. impregnable to the starving spirit. It was. she told herself, useless, un tnnldcnly. to grieve so about a man who was evidently resolved not to renew his proposal to her. She had begeed to join tea and her governesss in their early walk; anything was better than sitting still. She talked kindly and cheerfully In Oerman to the little fraulein about her home and her people, every now and th.n falling into silence and bitter thought, and then with the restlessness of pain, he wanted to go home and read, a tough book of some kind would draw her out of herself. She complained of fatigue, and they returned to the house. Nora went listlessly upstairs, opened :he drawing-room door and stopped for a moment. Helen was speaking to some one. another step, and she saw her step mother seated on a low chair looking up to Mr. Winton, who stood on the hearth rug leaning his shoulder against the chimney-place. Sho instinctively turned her face from the light, and assuming by an effort an air of composure, advanced to shake hands with him a charming figure, as the reflection of the fire played on her dark-green, close-fitting cloth coat, edged with sable, and a pretty cap of the same fur crowning her golden brown curls. In spite of her will and firmly exerted self control, a vivid blush rose to her cheeks, which left color enough even when it had )artia!ly faded. "Where is Bea?" asked Mrs. L'Es trange when the others had bid each other Jix id-day. "(Jone to take off her things." "I must bring her to see yon," said Mrs. IEstrange. with rather a signifi cant look to Winton. "He is going then." thought Nora, too much taken up with the idea to heed her step-mother leaving the room. "I thought you were to sail to-day?" she said, taking off her cap and parting the fringe on her brow; the room was quite too warm, after the cold air, and she drew a chair forward, still keophij; ler back to the windows. "I have postponed my departure for a week or two," returned Winton; and there was an awkward pause, while Nora, with unsteady fingers, drew off her gloves ind rubbed her hands gently together. "You seem tired of your holiday?" "No." said Winton, taking a step nearer to her. nm! looking straight into her eyes. "I must tell you the truth, even though it may seem bad taste to do so, at least so soon. I am not tired of my holiday, but I wanted to throw myself into engrossing work, to deaden the pain of disapixiint h hope hope that probably I had no right to entertain, yet which I could not resist!" Nora was silent. "I may seem a tiresome, persevering blockhead but, once more, Nora, I offer you my future life! And I promise, wilh all my soul, to be your truest friend, as well as your true lover! Shall I go, or stay?" And Nora the tears welling over and hanging on her lashes said softly, but most distinctly: "Stay!" Then she lost hold on herself and burst into a fit of weeping. "ilood heavens, Nora!" cried Winton, dismayed, "you do not accept me against your will?" "No, no," she returned, recovering her self a little, "but I have been so miser able and so foolish. "Tell me, said Winton, bending one knee on a footstool beside her, and taking her hand gently in his, "why did you no tept Marsden?" "Because I thought he loved mo very much; and " with a quick glance from tier sweet wet eyes, and a frank pressure tf the hand, "that-no one else did." "How was that?" cried Winton, his I rt beating fast. "You must have felt how soon you grew dear to me! dearer than anything else on earth or in heaven, Mthcr." "Why did you not tell me so licfore?" asked Nora, smiling, though her lips still, trembled. "Because, my love, my life,, I was afraid! Do you remember, one day, you lid me good -by at the door, at Brookdale, hikI I dared to hold your hand closer and longer than I ought? The words, 'I love you.' were on my lips at that moment, but it was no time or place to speak them; anl ever after. In some nameless way, you put me from you, and virtually told me you would have nothing to do with me." "Y'es, I remember It, and I was told :hnt that you had been engaged to Helen, mid were now hoping to marry her!" "Who told you this? Marsden?" he asked, sternly, catching her other band mil holding both tight. "Yes," faltered Nora. "Then he Is an infernal liar! Why did you believe him?" "Why should I doubt him?" , "Then you should not have doubted me." "You would not have me so conceited as :o fancy a man must be very, very fond f me when he never told me so?" "While I thought every one must see I .vas making a fool of myself." , "Oh, if you wish to keep up a character for wisdom " " . . "I don't suppose you believe much In my wisdom 1 But, Nora, will you really come with me to India? to a wild, remote sta tion?" "I am not wise enough to refuse! But can't stf.rt next week!" "I should think not. You will believe me, when I tell you, I n.rer loved any woman but yourself, and give me a place m your heart, In return 7" I will. Mark." said Nora, mvelr. steadily, with a tender solemnity. So when Mrs. L'Estrauge was called back it was all settled; a very happy party met at dinner that evening at which re past Miss Beatrice, to her great delight, was allowed to be present, and did good service by promoting general and very discursive conversation. The society papers soon added to tbeil usual paragraphs mysterious hints as tc broken engagements, and the false In formation disseminated by their contem poraries respecting the approaching nup tials of a certain popular member of so ciety, whose domains lay not a hundred miles from a well-known cathedral town In the Midlands, etc. Nora L'Estrange and Winton were too much strangers and pilgrims in the world of London to share the attention be stowed on Mrs. Kuthven and Marsden. The noise made by the extraordinary theft of her jewels had given the pretty widow a certain standing in the estimation of sv ciety, and her marriage with so wetf known a man aa Marsden mae Bar post tioja secure. . . . . "W W I4 U10 1A Littie remains to tell of this ill-balanced tale, where, though virtue is fairly rewarded, vice is by no means chastised as it ought to be. Justice, complete jus tice, is, however, rarely visible to th naked eye; let us believe there is a secret award which brings unerring punishment to the evil-doer, even though he "flourish es as a green bay tree" in the eyes of hii neighbors. A couple of years after what Nora con sidered her great deliverance, Mrs. L'Es trange, in her tranquil home at Brookdale, which it was arranged was to be her resi dence so long as Mr. and Mrs. Winton re mained in India, wrote as follows, in on of her monthly letters to her step-daughter: "You will, I am sure, be sorry to heat that Clifford Marsden had a bad fall, out hunting, last week. They tell me he ridel most recklessly; Indeed, he is much changed since his marriage. Mrs. Mars den, I must say, makes a capital lady oi the manor, and is decidedly popular, though somewhat exacting; but Mr. Mars den is either silent and moody, or In fierce high spirits. He Is very thin, and not nearly mi handsome as he was. Then Is a curious, glazed, staring look in hit eyes, that distresses me, for I always liked him; and he always shows the ut most friendliness to Bea and to myself. I never heard that he drinks too much, but it is whispered that he eats opium. He Is often away, and when at home seems to take no interest in anything. Madame is master and mistress, and peo ple npiiear to consider her rather neglect ed by her husband. Mrs. Marsden shows me all proper civility, but I feel she does not like me; and I dare not encourage Clifford to come here ns often as he would like. It is reported that Mrs. Mars den is trying to bribe Colonel Marsden, the next heir who is a bachelor, and rather out at elbows, to join her husband in breaking the entail, and then the estate is to be settled on her. This may be mere gossip; I cannot help feeling grieved for Clifford; he seems so broken and hopeless. "The mail has not come in yet, so I shall send this off. I cannot tell you what pleasure your descriptions of your delight ful life up-country give me, and Bea, too, looks eagerly for your letters. My kind love to Mark. who. I am sure, is a pat tern husband. What a narrow escape you had of losing each other!" (The end.) BATTLE WITH A COLONY OF RATS It was a hard-earned victory that Walter Carter won over an army ol rats In Camden, snys the Baltimore Americtin. It was a case of fight ot perish, and Carter fought. When th fierce battle was finished he counted the heaps of fallen enemies. Thers were 102 of them. Carter is a membet of the Arm of Koberts & Carter, pro vision dealers, ou Second street, above Pearl. For a long time the firm suf fered severely from the depredation of rats, which seemed to grow in bold new as they Increased In numbers. They were Into every thine;, climbing all over the store and gnawing into boxes, bar rels and bins to such an extent that the owners were appalled. It was the junior partner's habit to open the store In the morning, and he Invariably heard a great scampering over the place as he entered by the dim light. He concluded at last to have it out with the little beasts, and began an Investigation to locate their rendez vous. This he had no difficulty In find ing. As be opened the door of a small brick smoke-house in the rear of the store, now little used, he saw fully a dozen rats run Into holes In the floor ami walls. They quickly recovered from their fright, however, and emerg ed to glare viciously at him out of their wicked little black eyes. Carter walk ed out, got a short, thick club and a lantern, and re-entered the smoke house. This time he closed the door behind him. The dim light of the lan tern served to half daze the rats, and Carter had no difficulty in killing three big fellows. As they gave vent to dy ing squeaks, however, scores of other rats emerged from seemingly nowhere, surrounding the young man with the club on all sides. To show an instant a fear meant probable death for the in vader of the rats' domain. It must be a fight to a finish. Carter's retreat was cut off. and ho started in to fight. The rats leaped at his hands and face, and crawled over his feet, all the while keeping up a horrible din of squealing that nerved Carter to his task. One after another of the soft, ugly things struck him as be stood dealing blows right and left; and felling a rat at al most every blow. Still the numbers multiplied, and the courageous fighter began to fear that he would have to fall before the horrid foe. He had been bitten several times on the hand, but had managed to keep the fangs of the vicious beasts from his head and face. Thus the fight kept on for fully fifteen minutes, and Carter was grow ing weak from the violent exertion. At last, however, he felt that the rata were gradually thinning out, and be had less trouble In keeping them off him. This gave him fresh courage, and at length he realized that be had won. No more rats appeared. Almost overcome by the exertions and excitement. Carter staggered out into the open air and gathered hlmelf to gether. In a few minutes he recovered and, piling np the dead, found that he had killed 102. Eastport, Maine, has an eighty nine year old man who rides on a bicy cle daily, and a seventy-five year old man who playa football. Deer are so plentiful along the Rogue River, in Oregon, that the sys tematic slaughtering of them for their hides alobe is a profitable business, the men engaged in it being known as "dear skinners." AH patented articles must bear the imprint, "Patent Applied For," or "Patented, March , 189;" other wise any one can imitate them with out fear of suit for infringement. The "Humboldt Giant," Albert Whetstone, died at Fortune, Humboldt County, Cat., June 14. He was twenty eight years old, weighed 496 pounds and was six feet two inches in height. Individual plates for table use were unknown to the ancients, who held their meats in their hands or employed the flat wheaten cakes then made on which to hold their victuals. They are first mentioned in A. D. 600 as used by the luxurious on the continent Sice was cultivated in India many years before the historical period. Barnard, America's greatest astron omer, is wholly a self-taught man having had only a few months' school, ng during his entire life. LIFE OF FRANKLIN. VAS ONE OF THI3 OOUNTRY'9 GREATEST MSN. a Moat Interesting; CTa.ra.tet He Ex celled ta More Point, than Any Other American and Berned Yam ta Whatever IHreetioa Be Tnrnad. Man Among Men. It was 105 years ago that Benjamin franklin died. In some respects the rreatest man this country has produced. Be waa certainly a most interesting ne. His life touches so many points f interest, he was so prominent in nany fields that history easily accords Jim a lofty rank. He was at once a )hilosopher, statesman, diplomat, scl Hitist, inventor and wit and as a writer f English second to scarcely any. The itory of such a life cannot help but be nterestlng as illustrative of how much in earnest man can make of himself it-hen to that end he bends every en Tgy of his mind. Franklin's parents had gone to Bos on some time before his birth and set Jed there with a large family of clill Iren. Here the subject of this sketch ras born In January, 1700. He showed a boyhood a great precocity and eager j read whatever books he could lay hia sands on. His father wanted to send Sim to Harvard and fit him for the min istry, but felt that this he could not Ifford In his straitened circumstances ind so took him In to his own chandler's thop fo teach him the trade. But rrankllnRaUked the work, and so was apprenticed to his brother, who had a printing office. In 1821 this brother be ran publishing the New England Cour tnt, the third paper published in Bos ton, and Franklin contributed various articles to it. One of these on political (natters gave so much offense to- the lutboTlties that the young author .was threatened with imprisonment. ; Ha thought it was a good time for him to ret out of Boston, and accordingly he made his way .to Philadelphia. His Journey to that city was attended with every sort of Inconvenience, bat he finally reached there one Sunday morning with Just a dollar In his pock et However, be soon found employ ment and friends. among them a Mr. Reed, with whoe daughter, Heborah, kkjamix kasi- he proceeded at IS' once to fall In love, another friend was Sir William Keatb, ind this gentleman felt so great an af fection for the boy that he offered to pet him np In business. He advised Ifranklln to go over to England and buy a printing press, promising to pay bis expenses and give him letters to ome powerful people there. Franklin ailed; but when he arrived in England e found Keith bad neither forwarded noney as he had promised, or letters, ind so he was left absolutely penniless tnd friendless In a strange land. But franklin was the last one to be dis mayed by such conditions and boldly set to work, both to make friends and Bnd work. In both he was successful ind passed eighteen months in London, during which he saw much and learned a good deal, so that, when he returned rnAjuKLia's birthplace, milk stbucwiv BOSTOX. to Philadelphia in 1726, he waa vastly Improved from the youth who had left there so short a time before. Franklin now married Deborah Reed, established a printing business of his own, began the publication of the Pennsylvania Ga tette, and set himself to make a won thy position in life. That energy which was so marked a characteristic of Franklin's nature soon Impelled him to take an active part In the political life of his time. He be came postmaster of Philadelphia, and so successfully did be conduct the office that It soon became the center of the postal system of the colonies. He pro posed to a Congress assembled in Al bany the only feasible plan for conti nental government end he procureu tn repeal of the bated stamp act. Frank, tin's patriotism was often questioned, for though be desired America to bo freed from British oppression be was far from wishing to plunge the country Into war If It oonld possibly be avoided When, however, a conflict became in evitable, ' Franklin at once embraced the cause of Independence with heart and souL He waa chosen a member of Congress In 1779, and was one of those who drew np the Declaration of Inde- PANTS DON'T f '-' ' ' " ' aendence which be afterward slgneA. Later on he waa a delegate to that as sembly nvVlch formed the constitution of the Hutted States. As a diplomat Franklin ranks de tervedly high. The Declaration of In dependence made foreign aid for this country absolutely necessary and es pecially the aid of France, Bin gland's great enemy No man In America wu so well fitted as Franklin to nndertak a mission to that oountrr. He had a working knowledge of French ani Latin a thing possessed by but few Americans at that time and moreover he had a practical common sense and a grasp of affairs nnequaled by wny etbei man. Hia work In France waa mosl brilliant He managed to secure finan cial aid for completing the war and setting the government on Its feet, and finally secured the treaty of 1783, one oi the greatest triumphs of modern dlplo macy, whereby both France and Eng land were made friends of America. From his early youth Franklin wai Interested In scientific studies, and th fruit of these was seen in 1742 when he Invented a stove which waa a marvel ous improvement on the methods then employed for hearing rooms. Ten yeari later he showed, by means of a kite, that lightning is a discharge of elec tricity, and for this the Royal Society awarded him a medaL Franklin began WHlBl' FRANKLIN IS BUB1ID. to publish an almanac In 1782, which be continued for some years under the title of Poor Richard's Almanac. " It waa filled full of short and pithy busi- ' ness maxims which. If not of great ' moral value, were singularly shrewd. ! He also left a charming autobiography which tells the story or hia lire untL 1757. Franklin was burled at Philadelphia near his wife. Their graves are mark ed by marble slabs. He left behind him the following epitaph, which is oftet quoted, and has become famous: "Th Body of Benjamin Franklin, Printer, like the cover of an old book, its con tents torn ont and stripped of Its let tering and gilding, lies here food for worms; but the work ohall not be lost l f.r it n-lll aji ha believes, annear once more in a new and more elegant edi tion, revised, and corrected by the av thor." Gibbon's Seven Autobiographies. Gibbon wrote his Roman history once but the history of his own life he wroti no fewer than seven or. Indeed, elghi times. The manuscript versions them selves have been preserved among th Gibbon papers, which since the histori an's death have remained in the saf custody of the Sheffield family. Thes seven autobiographies, together with Gibbon's Journal and correspondence, are now to be published, and make on of the most Interesting and Important Items In John Murray's announcements for the autumn-ptiblishlng season. The publication is a valuable result of last year's Gibbon centenary. The earl of Sheffield, who has an hereditary title to the post will edit these remains an contribute a preface. A.Footboat Race. An interesting Invention is that of l Berlin man who, with light hollov "footboats" strapped to his feet las" Thursday ran a race on the Spree rivei tmm Trantnn to Oolnnlck. a dlstanci of about ten miles. He did It so fast that an elght-oared boat rowed with all possible speed by four expert oars men, waa unable to keep at his heels The "footboata" are of steel sheet. Tb army administration is now negotiat Ing with the Inventor for an outrlgi purchase of his patent . A River Shnnaed by Indiana, Tne Wishkah River is shunned by al fadiana. Even when crossing fron the Qninianlt or Hump tulips country to the Wynooohe they avoid crossing the Wishkah by going around to thi north of its sonroe. Their tradition ii that many ages ago some great eaglt saptnred an enormons whale on thi joast and carried it to the head wateri tf the river, and that the whale'a de caying body poisoned the entire river, to that a great epidemio came and tilled all the Indians living along the itream, and the waters of the river art langeroas even unto this day. From his tradition the beautiful river has -ts unsavory name, which in the Indian onfrue, means "Stinking waters." Portland Oregonian. A Torture Indeed. Belle Isn't It horrible how tlif Chinese women squeeze their leet? Blanche Yes; and that isn't theh worst suffering. In China one's agf is counted two years back from trv first birthday. Kate Field's Wast infrton. MAKE MEN. P. SB. TflLIIlL rhe Brooklyn Divine's Sunday Sermon Subject: "A Point Blank Question." Tfxi "Is thine heart right?" H Kingi X., 15. With mettled horse at full pee t, for he Whs celebrated for fiist drivinir. .Thu, the warrior and king, returns from battle. But seeing Jehonndnn, an acquaintance, by the wayside, h shouta. "Wlioa! Whoa!" to the lat hered spun. Thn leaning over to Jehon adab Jehu nalut him in the words of the text word, not morn anproprlnt. for that hoar aad that plane than for this honr and place, "Is thine heart rieht?" I should like to hear of yonr phvsical health. Well myself,! like to have every body else well, nnd so micht ask. Is your eyesight right, vour hearing right, yonr nerves rifrht, yonr Innipt richt, your entire body right? Put I am busy to-day taktne diagnosis of the more important spiritual conditions. I should like to hear of yonr financial welfare. I want everybody to have plenty of money, ample apparel, large store house and eomfortablRi-esiilence. andlmiirht ask. Is your business riitht. yonr income rieht, yotir worldly surroundings right? But what are these flnni.olal questions compared with the inquiry as to whether you have been able to pay your debts to God; as to whether you are insured for eternity; as to whether yon are niinine yourself by the Ions; credit system of the soul? I have known men to have no more than one loaf of bread at a time, and yet to own a government bond of heaven worth more than the whole material universe. The question I ask you to-day Is not in re gard to your habits. I make no Inquiry about yonr integrity or yonr chastity or your sobriety. I do not mean to stand on the outside of the gate and ring the bell, but eoming np the steps, I open the door and come to the private apartment of the soul, and with the earnestness of a man that must give an account for this day's work I ory out. Oh. man, oh, woman Immortal, is thine heart richt? I will not insult you by an argument to prove that we are by nature all wrong. Ii there be a factory explosion and the smoke stack be upset, and the wheels be broken in two. and the engine unjointed. an I. the ponderous liars be twisted, and a man should look in and say that nothing was the matter, you would pronounce him a fool. Well, it needs no acumen to discover that our nature is all atwist and askew and unjointed. The thing doesn't work right. The biggest trouble we have in the world is with our sonls. Men som'-timss sav that though their lives may rot lie just right, their heart is all right. Impossible. A farmer never puts the poorest apples on top of his barrel; nor does the merchant place the meanest Stoods in his show window. The best part oi us is our outward life. I do not stop to dis cuss whether we all fell In Adam, for we have been our own Adam, and have all eaten of the forbidden fruit, and have been turned out of the paradise of holiness and ppaoe, and though the flaming sword that stood at the gate to keep ns out has changed position and comes behind to drive us in, wo will not go. The Bible account of us is not exaggerated when it says that we are poor and wretched and miserable and blind and naked. Poor! The wretch that stands shivering on our doorstep on a cold day is not so much in need of bread as we are of spiritual help. Blind! Why, the man whose eyes perished in the powder blast, and who for these ten years l.as gone feeling his way from street to street, is not in such ntter darkness as we. Naked! Why, there is not one rag of holiness left to hide the shame of ohr sin. Sick! Why, the leprosy has eaten into the head and the heart and the hands and tho feet, and the marasmus of an everlasting wasting away has already seized on some of us. But the meanest thing for a man to do is to discourse about an evil without pointing a way to have it remedied. I speak of the thirst of your hot tongue only that I may show you the living stream that drops crys talline and sparkling from the Rock of Ages and pours a river of cladness at your feet. If I show you the rents in your coat, it is only because the door of God's wardrobe now swings open, and here is a robe, white with the fieeoe of the Lamb of God, and of a cut and make that an angel would not be ashamed to wear. If I snatch from you the black, moldy bread that you are munching, it Is only to give you the bread made out of the finest wheat that grows on the celestial hills and baked in the fires of the cross, and one crumb of which would lie enough to make all heaven a banquet. Hear it, one and all, and tell it to your friends when you go home, that the Lord Jesus Christ can make the heart right. First we need a repenting heart. If for the last ten, twenty or forty years of life we have been going on in the wrong way, it is time that we turned around and started in the opposite direction. If we offend our friends, we are glad to aiKtlogize. God is our best friend, and yet how many of us have never apologized for the wrongs we have done Him! There Is nothing that we so much need to get rid of as sin. It is a horrible black mon ster. It polluted Eden. It killed Ohrist. It has blasted the world. Men keep dogs in kennels, and rabbits in a warren, and cattle in a pen. What a man that would be who would shut them up in his parlor. But this foul dog of sin and these herds of transgres sion we have entertained for many a long year in our heart, which should be the cleanest, brightest room in all our nature. Out with the vile nerd! Begone, ye befoul ers of an immortal nature! Turn out the beasts and let Christ come in! A heathen came to an early Christian who had the reputation of curing diseases. The Christian said, "Vou must have all your Idols destroyed." The heathen gave to the Christian the key to his house, that he might go in and destroy the idols. Me battered to pieces all he saw, but still the man did not get well. The Christian said to him. "There must be some idol in your house not yt de stroyed." The heathen confessed that there was one idol of beaten gold thas he could not bear to give up. After awhile, when that was destroyed, in answer to the prayer of the Christian, the sick man got well. Many a man has awakened in his dying hour to find his sins all about him. They clamliered up on the right side of the bed, and on the left side, and over the headboard, and over the footboard, and horribly de voured the soul. Bepent, the voice celestial cries, Nor longer dare delay. The wretch that scorns the mandate dies And meets a fiery day. Again, we need a believing heart. A good many years ago a weary one went up one of the hi' Is of Asia Minor, and with two logs on his back cried out to all the world, offer ing to carry their sins and sorrows. They pursued Him. They slapped Him in the face. They mocked Him. When He groaned, they groaned. They shook their fists at Him. They spat on Him. They hounded Him as though He were a wild beast. His healing of the sick. His sight giving to the blind. His mercy to the outcast, silenced not the re venge of the world. His prayers and benedic tions were lost in that whirlwind of execra tion: "Away with Him! Away with Himl" Ah, it was not merely the two pieoes oi wood, that He carried; It was the transgress ions of the race, the anguish of the ages, the wrath of God, the sorrows of hell, the stu pendous interests of an unending eternity! No wonder His back bent No wonder the blood started from every pore. No wondei that He crouched under a torture that mad the sun faint, and the everlasting hills trem ble, and the dead rusk up in their winding sheets as He cried, "It it be possible, let thit eup pass from Me." But the oup did not pass. None to comfort. There He hangs! What has that hand don that it should be thus crashed in the palmi It has been healing the lame and wipinf away tears. What has that foot been doln that it should be so lacerated ? It has beeJ going about doing good. Of what ha thj victim been guilty? Guflty of saving a world. Tell me, ye heavens and earth, wai there ever such another criminal ? Wastherj ever such a crime? On that hill of carnage, that sunless day, amid those howling riot, era, may not vour sins and mine have peri tsASd? IjMliaveit. Oh, the ransoia haf been paid. Those arms of Jesns wer stretched out so wide that when He brought them together again they might embrace til? world. Ob, that I might, out of the btoa soms of the spring or the flaming foliage o the autumn make oue wreath for my Lord 1 Oh. that all the triumphal arches of the world could be sung in one gatewav. where the King of Glory might come in! Oh, that all the harps and trumpets and organs ot earthly miisio might in one anthem speak His praise! But what were earthly flowers to Him who walketh amid the snow of the white lilies of heaven? What were arches of earthly ma sonry to Him who hath about His throne a rainbow spun out of everlasting sunshine? What were all earthly musia to Him when the hundred and forty and four thousand on tine side and cherubim and seraphim and irohamrels stand on the other side, and all the kpace between is filled with the doxologies tf eternal jubilee the hosanna of a re tlnemed earth, the halleluiah of nnfallen lingeis, song after song rising about the Jhrone of God and of the Ijimb? In that i nre, high place, let Him hear ns. Stop, harps of heaven, that onr poor cry war be heard. O my Lord Jesus, it will r -t hurt rbee for one hour to step out from the fhining throng. They will make it all up when Thou goest bak again. Come hither, O blessed One. that v mav kiss Thy feet. Our hearts, too long withheld, we now sur render into Thy keeping. When Thou coest back, tell it to all the immortals thnt the lost are found, and Intthe Fathor's house ring with the music and the dance. They have some old wino in heaven, not nsed except in rare festivities. In this world those who are accustomed to use wine on great occasions bring out the beverage nnd say: "This wine is thirty years old," or 'Torty yerirs old." But tho wine of heaven is more than eighteen centuries old. It was prepared at the time when Christ trod the winepress alone. When such grevious sin ners as we come back, methinks the cham berlain of heaven cries ont to the servants: "This is unusual joy! Bring up from the vaults of heaven that old wine. Fill all tho tankards. Let all the white robed gnosts drink to the immortal health of those new born sons and daughters of the Lord Al mighty." There is joy in heaven among be angels of God over one sinner that re nenteth," nnd God grant that that one day be yon! Again, to have a right heart it must tin a forgiving heart. An old writer savs, "To return good for evil is Godlike; good for irood is manlike; evil for good dovillike." Which of these nature have we? Christ will have nothing to do with ns as long as we keep any old grudge. We have all been sheated and Hed about. There are people who dislike us so much that if we should rome down to poverty and disgrace they would say: "Good for him! Didn't I tell you so?'" They do not undsrstand us. Un mnotifled human nature says: "Wait till you ;et a good crack at him. and when at last vou find him in a tight place give it to him. t"lay him alive. No quarter. Leave not a' rag of r putation. Jumpon him with both feet. Pay him in his own coin sarcasm for arcasm, sorn for scorn, abuse for abuse." But. my friends, that is not the right kind or heart. No man ever did so mean a thing toward us as we have done toward God. And f we cannot forgive others how can we ex pect God to forgive us? Thousands of men; have been kept out of heaven by an unfor giving heart. Here is someone who says. "I will forgive, that man the wrong he did me about that house and lot; I will forgive that man who iverreached me In a bargain: I will forgive :hnt man who sold me a shoddy overcoat; I forgive them all but one. That man I can lot forgive. The villain I can hardly keep ny hands off him. If my going to heaven iependson my forgiving him. then I will tny out." Wrong feeling. Ifamanlioto no once I am not called to trust him again, tf a man betray me once I am not called to put confidence in him again. But I would iave no rest if I could not offer a sincere srayer for the temporal and everlasting welfare of all men, whatever meannesses' ind outrage they have inflicted upon me. If iron want to get your heart right, strike a natch and burn up all your old grudges, and! Mow tho ashes away. "If you forgive not nen their trespasses, neither will your Heavenly Father forgive you your tres passes.'' An old Christian black "woman was going long the streets of New York with a basket jf apples that she had for sale. A rough jailor ran against her and upset the basket, ind stood back expecting to hear her scold 'rightfully, butshe stooped down and picked, ip the apples, and said- "God forgive you, ny son, as I do." Tho sailor saw the mean ness of what ho had done, and felt in his pocket for his money, and insisted that she should take it all. Though she was black ie called her mother, and said: "Forgive ne, mother, I will never do anything so nean again." Ah! there is a power in a for riving spirit to overcome all hardness. There is no way of conquering men like that )f bestowing upon them your pardon, whether they will accept it or not. Again, a right heart is an expectant heart. Iti s a poor business to be building castles.inthA lir. Enjoy what you have now. Don't spoil rour comfort in the small house because you Jxpect a larger one. Don't fret about your Jicome when it is $3 or H per day because fou expect to have aftor awhile 10 per day, r $10,000 a year because you expect it to bej r20,000 a year. But about heavenly things, ;he more we think the better. Those castle ire not in the air, but on the hills, and - lave a deed of them in onr possession. I ike to see a man all full of heavn. Ho alks heaven. He sings heaven. He prays leaven. He dreams heaven. Some of us in, ur sleep have had the good place open to: I?. We saw the pinnacles in tho skv. Wo; iear-1 the click of the ho its of this white jorses on which victors rode, and the clap-' ing of the oymhals of eternal triumph. Ami while in our sleep we were glad that all our1 ioitows were over and burdens done with, he throne of God grew whiter and wliitec ind whiter, till we opened our oyes an 1 saw hat it was only the sun of earthly mornim? mining on our pillow. To havea right hearti foa need to be tilled with this expectancy., t would make your privations and aunoy-f inces more bearable. In the midst of the city of Paris stands a statue of the good but broken hearted Jose phine. I never imagined that marble could be smitten into such tenderness. It seems! not lifeless. If the spirit of Josephine be) iiseutabernacle'l.tlie soul of tlieempress ha taken possession of this figure. 1 a n nor yet satisfied that it is s.one. The puff of the press on the arm seems to need but tbs ireasure of the finger to Indent it. The; flgnres at the bottom of the robes, the ruffi-il it the neck, the fur lining on the dress, the1 smbroidery of the satin, the cluster of lily ami leaf and re in her band, the poiae of. her body as she seems to come sailing out oil the sky, b.er fane calm, humble, beautiful,' out yet sad attest the genius of the sculp-j cor and the beauty of th. heroine he cole orates. Looking up through the rifts o( the coronet that encircles her brow, I could see the sky beyond, the great heaven where all woman's wrongs shall be righted; and the story of endurance and resignation hall be told to all the ages. The rose ami the illy in the hand of Josephine will nevci drop their petals. Believe not the recent slanders upon her memory. The children ol God, whether they suffer on earth in palaces or in novels, snail come to mm glorious rest, O heaven, sweet heaven, at thy gate we set down all our burdens and griefs! The place will be fall. Here there are vacant chairs at the hearth and at the table, but there are no vacant chaiis in heaven. The crowns ail worn; the thrones all mounted. Some talk of heaven as though it were a very hand some church, where a few favored spirit! would oome in and sit down on finely cush ioned seats all by themselves and slot Malms ff al! eternity. Vo. ni! "I ?aw a treat multitude that no man could number Sanding before the throne. H i that talked vith me hail a golden reed to measure the lirv, and it was 12.000 fur;oi?."-t'it is, 1500 miles in circumference. AM h"avTi 8 not a little colony at one corner of Goj'a iominion, where a man's entrance defends ipon what kind of olothes he has on bis Sac' ind how much monev he has in his r-urse, ut a vast empire. Goi grant thai tile light f that blessed world may shine upon us in urlast moment! The first time I crossed tho Atlantic the roughest time we hn I was at the month of Liverpool harbor. We arrived at nightfall ind were obliged to He there till the morn ing, waiting i'Oi- the rising of tho tide. b;-fnre re could go no to the city. Kow the vessel jitched and writhed in the wafr! So some imes the last illness of the Christian is a ttrnggle. He is nlmost through the voyage. The waves of temptation toss bis soul. but ie waits for the m'orninp. At last the light lawns, and tho tides of joy rise in his soul, ind he sails up and casts anchor within tho mle. Ls thv heart Tight? What question can omnare with this in importance? It is a msiness question. Do you not rentie that mn will soon have to go out of that store, hat yon will soon have to resign that )artnershfp. that soon mnnnj all tho pillions of dollnrs' worth of goods that are old you will not have the handling of a rnr I of cloth, or a pound of sugar, or a enny worth of anvthing: that soon. If a onfiagration should start nt Central Park md sweep everything to the Iatti-rv, it vonld not disturb you; that soon, if every lashiershonld a!s"on-l ani ererv insurance lomnanv should fail. It would not affect on? What are tho questions that stop this lido the grave, compared with the questions bat reach beyond it? Are vou making osses that are to be eyr'astiirr? Are you nakfng purchases for cternltv? Are vou obbing for time when vou might be wholc inling for eternity? What question of tho (tore is so broad at the ba.e. and so alti--ndinons. and so overwhelming as tho ques :ion. "Is thy heart right?" Or is it a dome-die question? Ts it some hing about father or mother or companion ir son or daughter, thai" yon thin'; is eve narnble with this question in imn ,r an -e? D, vou not realize that bv n-:'v -r;i' and inex orable law all these reil ii-Ms'n-:M be broken 10'' Your ather will le iron-, yn'ir mother nrill be gone, vonr commnions vii lie gone, rour child will be gone, yon wll be Ton-, mil then this supernal question will b"gin I mrveit its chief gn;ii-". or (tcnl tro its worst losses, roll up into its mightiest magnitude 3r sweep its vast eir -I -s. What difference now do" if make to Na vlnon lir. whether h" triumn'iel orsnr "endered nt (Wan, whether he live ! at the Tnileries or at rhis'-'burst. wlieiher be was Emoeror or exile? They laid him out in his loffln in the dress of a field marshal. Did thnt give him ,inv better ehtin-'e for the next world than if hn had been laid out in a plain mroud? And soon to us wh-it will be tho lifTerenee, whether in this wor'd - rode or (Talked, were bowed to or maltreat,!, were ipplanded or hissed ni, were welcomed in or licked out, while laving hold of every mo nent of the great future, and burning in all the splendor or grief, and overarching and mdergoing all time an 1 n'l ctern'tv, is tho tilnin, simple. r.rtieti--al, thrilling, igonizinc, overwhelming question. 'Ts thy heart right?" Hav.i you wiihin rou a repenting heart, an expectant heart? ff not, I must writo upon your soul what Seorge Whitefleld wrote upon the window lane with his dia-nond rim-. Tr turned in in elegant house over night, but found ;hat there was no God recognized in that lonse. Before he left his room in the morn ng, with his ring he wrote upon the window lane, "One thing thou li'ke-t. ' Aftertho ruest was gone tho housewife came and ooked at the window, and caw the inseriiv 1on, and called ber husband and '.ier eti! lren. and God, througli that ministry of th vindow glass, brouirht them all to Jesus, rhough you mny to-lny bo surrounded by lomforts and luxuries, and feel that you iave need o' nothing, if you are not tho rhildren of Go l, with tho signet ring of Christ's love, let nie jnvriheupou your souls, 'One thing thou la -ki'sf." THE FIRST TET0TALER, Oeath of Iter. Joel .leivcll at a Ripe Old Are. I The deatri is nnnounee l of the mnn whe nventedthe word " tota'er." His name vas Itev. Joel Jewell, and ho was born In Durham, Greene County. X ".v York, Feb uary 11. 1S0S. At au early :u-o b took a tilaee among tho pioneers of Sundav-sehool temperance work. He was an netivo revi ralist. and in order better t iro-."ute his n-ligious labors re-nove 1 in 1S7 from his lome in XewYork toTio-aC uni v, I'.-nnsyl-rnnia. In 1813 he entered tb" ministry ns in ordained preaeher, and for live years sup plied the Presbyterian ''lurelies in the neigh borhood of his Tioga Conntv horn-. Ife i(as lad various charges in the .-ours-- of his long ife. Through Mr. J -.veil origin no I th,, irord "teetotal." At :i piiVe- t----ipe-a:je1i neetlngin II -et or, N. Y.. in lsjs. h. intro luced into the pledge tip l -iters '. 1'."' for 'old pledge," wliteh pie le l a ;;iinst only listilted liquors, an 1 'T." for "'"tal" in cluding both disiilled and fermenie I liquors. ,Vhn na'nes were lieiir,- la'ten, ! yoin rmati n the gallery said. "A l l my r.t-i a:i I a T, !or I am a T-to-tah'r." It Js s:id, tip'i- -fore, that the namo te,-t.it:it--r originate! hero nore than four years b 'tor I ip-k. Turner, an Snglishinan, claimed to h:vo eoinel it. rhreo years ago a sliar,, di- oisi r.i arose be tween Mr. Jewell's friends arid some friends. f the English-nan as to woo r - ally b id oa do irst use ef ihoword. It appears that Mr. fewell adopte I it after it In 1 I, i;s"l by this young man in the gallery at his fciiper inoe meetings, and that h had e.nploy.- I it 'requently in his spee.-he and writings lou X'fure it was applied in England. INDIANS PRESENT COMPLAINTS. galallah and I. rule Motiv nt the Interior Department, There was a pieLuresquo scene in tho Jtflee of Assistant Indian Com nissionor Smith, Washington, wip-n about s verity five Ogalallnli and Jtrule Si nix Oi" l!u Talo Bill's Wild V'est till v ealle I to Ii iv - a i.y row in regard to affair iuT-tmi th-'ir in terests, illo Indians were line sj.e -trip-us ot" nhysical manhood, nti were be !.,, I with feathered hea I dress, a a 1 1 Ii 'ir i" i l - worn iecorated with vnricgate.1 colors ol p ana. rheru were three squaws an I one , ippom laiong them, tip latirr o -ii,ing toe atten tion of the la ly elerKs. woo le i it suar an I treated the little re lvtiu to a rido o;i liio slevator, mueli to its i.-iigui. Several chiefs aldrs- 1. Cat'iiisioucr Smith through an inter"reter, reviewing their affairs, an 1 one ol I w.t-nor, who spoke it leugtn, said that If h t : I o, the un fulfilled promises of tho liovenraent to ilio ludfans the show would havo to bo post poned, as it would taKo him two days to d it. Oue of the priuoiptit complaints ol tuo. Indians was the reduetiou iu the pri'-e pai 1 taetn for hauling freight. Commissioner S nitii replied to tip speak ers, and explaine 1 tip action of t!u tl verii ment in regard to tlr-ir attains. Colonel Uody and Major IJurke accompanied the In dians. Horrors of the MadngKMran War. The story of sullering in Madagascai grows more serious with every mail. Un less General Voyron's advance guard take Antananarivo soon tip-re sce ns some proba bility that the majority of ilin French expe dition will not survive to see his su -cess. Too sick list is appalling. The field h spt tola are so crammed that the men lie in tiers, the top row touching the roof of the tent, and there are not enough attendants left to care for the sick. The chief b aae. Subi-rbii-vtlle. Is described as a perfect oven, whertf none can escape lever or dysentery. A Mld-ContiTiental Kxpngition. Indianapolis is i repti -hig for a mid-coii tinentol exposition iu l'-Kiu. A firm of Macclesfield manufac turers has got an order to supply 83, 000 mulHers for the British Xavy. In India every resident must, un der penalty of fine, have hia name written up at the entrance to his house. The Austrian Government intends to spend 29,000,000 florins for new re peating rifles during the next few years. A Caribou (Me.) fisherman landed a nine-pound salmon with an alder pole and a worm for bait the other day. Six near relatives of George H.Mc Calmon, of Biddleford, Me., met vio lent deaths the father, grandfather, two brothers and two cousins. A Philadelphia preacher rejoices in the appropriate name of Isaao Settem rite. C. E. Bradford, a banker of Au gusta, Wis., has contracted blood poisoning from the habit of wetting his fingers on his hps when counting money. v t i r 1 1 ! iti if!
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