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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.
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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
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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. . . . .
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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
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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-
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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.
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