I: to. rrr F. BOHWEIER, THE CONSTITUTION THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS. Kdlter VOL. L MIFF LINTOWN , JUNIATA COUNTY, PENN A.. WEDNESDAY. APRIL 29,1896. NO. 20 Seiliiel .k ill pitIfL s II WJOWW3QUIJUUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOC Calling the It was a Terr dark night when TTaU bullah arrived with his nine camels at the lonely Zhob Levy poat on the road to Dera Ismail Khan. Though a na tive of the regions round about, he, with true Mohammedan recklessness, turned bo 'Veep, leaving his beasts unsaddled tb forage during the rest of the night. Bmall wonder that at dawn the loss of (he whole nine was reported at the nearest post. The loss was promptly attributed to cattle-lifters, as band Of WealrU had been rumored to haTe came from the Mahsud tribe during the last few days. "Saddle and ridel" was the order of the day. Bakshan Khan lipped his medicine phial Into We pock rt Wasslr Khan put a chlllum and some tobacco Into bis holster, Instead of bis ration pocket Gurdlt Slnh put a twist ed cloth containing opium Into his tur-; ban. The English otllcer crammed half dozen chupatties and a flask of whis ky Into his pockets. In twenty minutes Bfteen armed men were galloping to the place whence the animals had been Hfted. Bakshan Khan's trackers had been before them, and had run the trail across the river and Into the hills on the other side. Every Indication was that the party had gone -off toward Wano (n a bee line across the hills, and with probably ten hours' start In that awful country, and with the slow and malignant camel peculiar to those parts, they were probably a dozen miles ahead. To follow that trail among that mass of torrents, all twisting like wounded snakes, and In as many direc tions as Imagination could devise, seem ed ait first an absolutely Impossible , task. But to the men following It every nullah was as well known as London streets to a cockney. Not for nothing had they bunted the wild goat and sheep and chlkor day after day In those fastnesses. Only two routes were po& elMe. One was an easy one with sandy galas, up a nullah and then across a hallow neck, through a kind of down country with rocks for grass. Into an other nullah, and eo down among an Interminable wash of ravines to the Gumal and Wazlristan. The other was a eelff. but not steep, eiinib by the way of the lowest bills Into t wide plain crossed by ravine, and then by on Intricate system of nullahs to the con tinence of the Tol and Gumal and eo to , Wano. At tho end of tvro Hours- Mo op the latter route, chosen because It was the shortest In distance, a sure ' Indication was found. Turning a tall, nigged knee of precip itous rock, a man was seen making eft tip cho mountain side. He bore a hand some Jezall across his shoulders and was dressod as If on a Journoy far from borne. At the shouts of the party he turned and uuslung bin Jezail, but a hot fired by 'a sowar Induced him to ground arms, and then at a second hall from Wazlr Khan he came down to the party, ne was instantly seized and disarmed. On Inquiry he was found to tea young Mahsud, who gave the namo of Mazdurl, till an application of stir rap leather to his lops revealed an alias of Bakhtawar. This being accepted aa probable, ho was further questioned. Hl replies were evasive, to say the least. During the conversation four or Ave sowara had gone ahead and found on the soft wot side of a trickle of water a plain mark of a camel's foot Tbts damned the prisoner. He was decorated as to his neck with a collar of tourh picketing ropo. tbe stock end was made fast to a sowar's saddle and he was bidden run or hang. A sword point at his back ended ull his hesitation. He ran, and nimbly, too, While the pursuers followed at a ! brisk trot, winding up the sandy bell ! of the nullah. A collection of camel's dung hastily thrown Into a small cran- y In the rocks, close to the site of a ' heepfoid, removed all doubts. The ; trtsoner ran on for nearly a mile more, i before he tripped and fell, cutting his left knee and arm badly. As he did bo a shot fired from a rock on the moun tain sde, about 400 yards ahead, scat tered sand and flint among the horrys' legs. It was now quite certain that the rear guard of the camel lifters had been caught, and a hard gallop to head off the flrere resulted In his capture within half an hour. lie was not wounded, but very tired. A rapid council of war was hold while the torses drank at the water, and cropped a little of the sour herbage at Ma edge. When all are of much the aasne mind there Is little need of words, and so In half an hour's time the pur suers, now ten In number, saddled Hiid mounted and were off at a canter. While eroHsanjr the rough and stony down-ilke country a borse fell and was badly hurt. This necessitated the sending back or the Injured horse, aud three other sowars, whose horses fceeni sd unlikely to last out the stern chxse, wblcb as all knew was bound to le a Innr one. This delay of ten minutes was not sweh a great loss after all. For bardly bad the pursuers started again than the keen eyes of Bakshan Kb-.m saw a camel standing against the 6ky Mae on the top of a mountain about a mile ahead, as the crow flies. As he called attention to tt another camel ap peared and then a man. Against the 'slear sky the looked gigantic. The camels semed the moat weird and dia bolical creatures seen eu of a dream. While the man appeared at least ten feet high and of gigantic dimensions. A truly uncanny sight. In a moment more they dropped over the ridge. The point at which they appeared showed thavt they had changed their route a Bttle, and that by a daring dash across a difficult and Sttle used sheep track the pumvers could drop Into the plain of the ravines before or at the asms time aa the Waelria. The quea tfos. was whether the horses ceuld sur vive that awful scramble and Bailor afterward. But blood was up, and o OOOOOOOOODO camels home, g To get up to the top of the neck was not yery difficult: iut the descent! Faclhs descendus AvernL But this was far otherwise. A yawning precipice of about 200 feet deep on the bridle hand and a path consisting entirely of bowl ders, which goats mv"ht Jump or a man scramble over, on the very brink, was almost too much for the horses. These gallant creatures had far weaker non es than their riders, and, though each man dismounted and led his horse, walking In front with the bridle rolns behind his back, the agony of fear made them sweat, as the galloping had yet failed to do. It was painful to see the fear distended nostrils, the glaring eyes and the tremble of every muscle In their hard-knit frames. The clash of the hoofs and the omlnv ous eMde as the hard Iron bit the unre lenting bowldor made both man and horse thrill with absolute terror. It was simply awful. Nothing but the lust of blood, when man hunts man the greatest and most exalting hunt of all could have steeled (hearts of the pursuers. Nothing but the Wind trust In company, which drives the warhorse Into the deadly charge the hideous companionship of perfect fear could have enabled the horses to suc ceed in this awful enterprise. Their groans sent a cold shudder down the spines of the men. Tears started to Bakshan Khan's eyes at the agony of his beloved marc He vented bis feel ings In curses, and so did bis white brother. Tho passage did not last twenty minutes. It might have bee twenty hours. All reached the plain in safety. But the horses were spent with terror. The camels were seen not half a mile ahiad making for the ravines as fast as blows could urge them. The Englishman pull ed out his flask and, pouring a few drops on his handkerchief, wiped the horse's nostrils. Then he mounted. Bakshan Khan breathed Into bis mare's nostrils, and Gurdlt Singh mounted and spurred. Wazlr Khan, calling aloud on Allan, mounted, too. At llrst a trot feeble and uncertain; then, ns thoy felt good, firm ground, a gallop. Tho horses regained courage with pace. The camels neared the ravines as the pursuers raced hard for thorn. In that supreme moment there was noKUug known of race or creed or color. The Biluch, Sikh, Pathnn and Englishman, each swearing Indiscriminately at each other, raced for blood. Another 300 yards. A camel's lead ing rope breaks and the Jaded brute stands stllL A yell of Joy from the pur suers. A couple of shots from the Waziris. Bakshan Khan pulls up, and Is off his mare like a streak of light ning. A shot from his rifle hits the man who is striving to drive the camel on. The rest sweep on with a yell! Another 200 yards to cross 1 They have them I No! They reach the brink of the first ravine to find nothing. In a way In conceivable, except to an actual be holder, there remains only a solitary camel and a dying man bleeding from a bullet wound in the back of the neck. The rest are as clean gone as If tho earth bad swallowed them op. It Is hopeless to search those endless ravines. The horses were quite done up. Eight hours' hard going across that dreadful country at an average of five miles an hour make it far more desirablo to make for home as quickly as possible. So they loaded the dead Mashud on the camel, and, after rest ing a couple of hours, began to wend their weary way home by the easiest ways known. The horses found water aud grass about nig'htfaH, end the sev en weary and hungry men forgot all differences of race and religion in con sidering their safety and relief in thnt dangerous desert. Each man put bis provisions out on a flat rock, and then, under cover of the dark, each went alone and took his share. The Mussul man drank from the English flask, the Sikh ate the Mussulman's chupattles, the Englishman took and smoked a plH of the blessed opium. Surely God sent that drug for man's solace in his hour yt utmost need. It was nearly noon next ay when the pursuers returned totht ost After taking six hours' dead sleep It was time to attend to business. Hablbullab bad recognized his camel and also the dead man as a man he had met on the road near Mir AH Khel, who had paid he was a coolie on the road. The great question now was now to get the re maining eight camels back. At the instigation of Bakshan Khan the fol lowing device was adopted: A rope was bung from one of Che Ug beams supporting the roof of the gate, and Bakhtawar, mounted on a gW-box, was placed with the noose around bis neck. In this position he was told before his fellow prisoner that unless the camels return safe and sound before the third sun his corpse would be burned on the dunghills below the post. The other youth was then stripped to a garment doing duty for a shirt, soundly flogged and then bunted out of the post de fenseless. It had previously been as certained that the two were cousins nd that Bakhtawar was the son of a man having some influence. The dead man's corpse was not to be burned un ion the camels failed to return. He was also an Influential person or had been. All that notw remained was to wait and trust that the camels would be re stored, rt was a game of grab. The young Mahsud bore himself with a calm Indifference to bis fate. He even pretended that be was a Gtsozl, and os sucb could not burn. One could not but admire bis courage. None the less was he carefully guarded under a Sikh guard, no Mussulman being allow ed to approach him, for dhe faith of Islam la as tho faith of Freemasons, and tfe oath of (he Slk&ta as etronf as On toe afternoon of the day that wm to end BaUhta war's life an old man came Into the post. He was Bakhta war' s father. Gray, broken-toot lied, soars on 'his face and arms fruui count less fights, be looked like a grim oM boar. "To-morrow at sundown," said he, "you shall see eight camels come In. If not, hang and burn me with my only son!" After this he said no word. Hespite was perforce granted, and the English officer went to bed wondering how he was to get out of the scrape. If the game of brag failed what was be to do? An hour before dawn the band of the Afridl Jemadar was laid on bis face and the voice 6a id: "Ix-t go the wild goats, for I go out hunting and will not return till I bring th horns," "I am not afraid," was the reply, "p not till the second darwn!" and tha Jemadar retired as softly as be came. It was late afternoon and the sun all but touched the western mountain crest when they took the old man and bis son, put nooses on their necks and their feet on the boxes, with a horse harness ed to each rope. Lower and lower sank the sun. Half the disc bad gone When a camel turned the corner of the rocky road below the post Just as the sun set eight camels stoood inslda the post, with two stout, grinning Mai 6uds in charge. The men so suddenly released from death evinced no feelings of any sort The only sign of relief they gave was a ready acquiescence in the confiscation of their arms and the handcuffing of all four Mabeuds till next day, wihen they were escorted across the river and set free. In the evening the Jemadar returned from shooting. He said: "I shot two wild goats, but they were without horns; and Sabib wants horns. What can I show?" And he laughed ASQitanlclaug'd. So did Baksban Khan. Pall MaU Gazette. SHE STAMPED HIS OFFER. An English Breach of Promise Case Hang. Upon a Postage stamp. Miss Jane Ashton, of Ilolllujfwood. near Manchester, has discovered a a entirely novel use for penny poutae stamps. Courted by Mr. Samuel Scholes, a farmer of Chat part, and growing wear led of her lover's proscrasti noting haJ its, Miss Ashton determined at last to bring m aiders to an issue. She w.is moved thereto by more than one con sideration. It was not merely the farmer's persistent neglect to name the wedding day, pleading the cotton strike, agricultural depression and other lu sutHcieut excuses; it was the fact that after ten years of this sort of shilly shallying Mr. Scholes had begun to pay marked attention to another lady. Moreover, Muss Aehton's dilatory suitor had attained to the age of 00, and Miss Ashton was herself getting on tha' way. Bo Miaa Ahtora Informed Mm In de cided terms that he must make up his mind. "I will do anything in reason," said the farmer. "Then let ns have it In writing," said the lady. Thereupon Miss Ashton wrote on a sheet of paper: "Will you marry me if I keep company with you?" and the farmer, being thus cornered, ap pended the words: "I will," but added the Insidious proviso, "I will if I ever marry." Naturally Miss Ashton saw In this act need for extra caution. She know hex man, and therefore pulled out a penny postage stamp, 6tuck tt firmly on the document, wrote across it tilie date, and put it in her pocket Then it was that Mr. Scholes, Impressed by this legal formality, begged piteously to have the fatal paper, stamp and nil, banded over for blm. He would give a iore Mira for It he said, and when the lady asked him: "Are you going to get married or are you not?" he wild ly gasped out the words: "Whether or ot, I want thee to set me free." The closing scene of the little drama was enacted at the Manchester assizes, where Miss Ashton appeared as plain tiff In a breach of promise action. The postage stamp may have lacked the sovereign virtues thnt Miss Ashton had attributed to It; this little object which had caused Mr. Scholes' teeth to chatter with fear may have been a mere bug bear, but he Jury looked to the facts of the case and gave the lady a verdict though with what seems to be the rath er paltry sum of 75 damages. London News. V A Subterranean City. It Is generally believed that humat beings cannot flourish In fact, can hardly support existence without aa ample supply of fresh air and sun light Yet it appears that there la at least one civilized community which gets along very well, although deprived of this advantage. A writer In Fopu lar S('-?e News thus describes tht tity: In the salt mines at Wlellcska, h Calicla, a population of 1,000 working people men, women and children has dwelt for centuries, in health and contentment several hundred meters below tho earth's surface. Galleries have been hewn from tht glittering mineral, and bouses, a town hall, assembly-rooms, and even a the iter, built entirely of the same. The little church, with Its statuos- Cll of rock salt is accounted one ol ( Europe's architectural wonders. Well graded streets are met with, and Kpu tious squares, lighted by electricity. In some cases not an Individual Id luccesslve generations of these mod ern cave-dwellers has ever beheld th light of day; and yet their average longevity Is said to be remarkable. Salt of course, Is unfavorable U the propagation of microbes, and its hygienic properties are proverbial. Could a sanitarium be constructed ol this material, we might witness sur prising results In the treatment of con lumption. But what If some hidden water course should one day work its dis solving way Into the subterranean city? A Productive 'lax. New Jersey has bad a collateral in heritance tax a little more than three yean, but Its State treasury has been nrlched to the amount of $363,0S&59 IT, tfca tax flurlnj- the Um TO BE WORN BUT ONCE. the Empress of ItaaaU's 20O,O0 Coronation Hob. A fifth of a million of dollars for a dress to be worn only once. Just think of it! That amount of money Invested at 6 per cent would bring in a tidy lit tle Income of $12,000 a year of $1,000 a month. Most women would be willing to accept the responsibility of worry ing along on f 12,000 a year, and run the risk of affording one or two be coming gowns In the bargain. The lun- sum of $200,000, which this rate of Interest represents, has already been Invested In a coronation robe for Alex andra Feodorovna, Empress of Russia. For a few hours on the 24th of May he will wear this gown which has taken six months to complete. It then becomes practically state property, nd will spend the remainder of Its ex- , Istence in a glass case labeled, "Corona tion Robe of Her Imperial Majesty j Alexandra Feodorovna, Empress-Con, ! tort of Russia." I A $200,000 costume lying useless In a '(lass case, after a few hours' wear, j will make a nice target for the elo ! quenceof anarchists, nihilists, socialists , and all the other "lsts" In which Russia abounds. It may be imagined that they will do full Justice to its every pearl THE RUSSIAN EMPRESS nd diamond, its fretwork of golden I threads and the six months of patient , toil that it took to complete' It ' Two hundred thousund dollars will hy no means complete the cost of the Kmpress' coronation costume. There is also the ermine line mantle of burnish ed silver brocade. And the state Jew els, the coronet of which is estimated to have cost $1,000,000. The necklet contains some of the finest crown Jewels In Europe, and In a il.l it Ion to these state gems she will wear all the gifts of Jewelry which her Imi-Kind has given to her since their marriage. Surely Solomon, even In his palmiest days, could not go the Em press one better. If any occasion could Justify the res urrection of that once popular stand-by iifttlles description," It would bean at tempt to give an adequate Idea of this wonderful gown, which represents the work of so many skillful hands. A world-famed artist designed It a. world-famed milliner constructed it and a world-famed Jeweler directed it adornment KING OF BUGS. here la One in Venezuela that Can Knock a Man Down. Venezuela Is a little republic, but she , has one thing that Is the biggest of its I kind on earth. It Is a bug Che largest Insect In all the world. The creature I Is known as the "elephant beetle," and when fall grown weighs half a pound. To be struck In the face by such a bug, flying at full speed, would make a man feel as If a mule bad kicked him. This beetle, like others of Its kind, both amaB and large, is clad In a com plete suit of armor proof. This armor Is made of a material far more ln leatrocrlble than steel namely, chirine. Chltlne cannot be destroyed except by certain mineral acids; In other words, only the artifices of chemistry avail against It Thus the shells of beetles that died 10,000,000 years ago have been preserved perfectly in the rocka. so that we know to-day just what these 'noects of antiquity looked like. In Europe giant beetles have a con- j siderable market value, commanding prices in proportion to their size. In . London there are regular auctions of I Injects, and a single butterfly has been i mown to fetch Jr8i0. A srei-iinen of the j rare and very large Goliath beetle is worth $G0. This is the largest beetle j of the Old World, and tt first became ; known through missionaries In thf Congo Basin. The Scotch Hogmanay. If you want to make a Scotchman's 61od tingle pronounce, if you can, that outlandish woxd "Hogmanay." If one attemtp to chase this philological freak through dictionaries and lexicons the last state of that man Is worse than tha first That waa s?fs i jji si1 THE EI.trHASI BEETLE. Ilogmanay to the Bcctcnman la Christ mas and New Year's day rolled into one. It Is the "richt guid wlllle waught" that turns to revelry the last d.iys of the passing year. After Hog manay Sandy drops back Into his grim, Industrious life again, Yale come aa Yule's gane L An we hae feasted weel, Sae Jack maun to his flail again , And Jeannie tae her wheel. . -Montreal Star. Mexico Is Growing;. The American people are getting bet ter acquainted with Mexico and the Mexican people than they were, but even now It will probably surprise many to learn that our nearest neigh bor on the south has, according to a census taken last October, a population of 14,000,000, or about one-fifth the pop Ulatiqnof the United States. There ars hrS cities and 41KS villages, not to speak of towns, ranches, and hamlets In the republic. Mexico will hold an interna tional exposition this year and Amerl ran business men who visit It will find that there is a great field in that coun try for American trade If It were only wisely cultivated. Springfield IiepuU licau. now an equal suffragist despises a woman who forgives a mean hue hand! JCO0.00O CORONATION ROBE. THE ROSE. Farts Concerning; the Oriarin of Ona oi Our Sweetest Flowers. Some Indication of the origin of the rose, both in time and In country, is probably given in its name. This, un doubtedly comes to us through the Lat in from the Greek "rodon," a word which Is now agreed to be, in the wider sense, oriental, not Greek. But to which of the two great families of lan guages it belongs is less certain, Heyn maintains it to be Iranian, that Is, of the Aryan family of the older tougue of Fersla and Bactria; and Per sia might unquestionably put forward strong claims to be the true native country of the rose. But Prof. Skeat who has the majority of modern au thorities on his side, declares it to be a pure Semitic word the Arabic word "ward," a flowering shrub, thus de noting the flower of flowers par excel lence. It Is worth noticing that the Persian word "gul" similarly meant at first only a perfumed flower, but has come to be used of the rose alone. "CI rosa flos florum, sic est domus lata do morum," la the emphatic way In which the inscription over the lovely chaptei house at York claims It as being thf very flower of architecture. Both theories, however, of the nam agree with all other Indications that we can trace in placing the original home of the rose, much as that of our earliest forefathers, in the central or western-con' 1 district of Asia; but Instead of spreading only in a westerly direction, the rose took, apparently, a more catholic view of the earth, and expanded impartially east and west without showing any reluctance about longitude, while disliking the more vio lent changes of temperature Implied by an extension of latitude. It has been found by travelers as far south as Abys sinia In one hemisphere and Mexico in the other; but it never seems, voluntar ily, to come very near to the equator. Northward, however, nothing seems to stop It, since it has conquered Iceland, Greenland and Kamtchatka, "In Iceland, so (In) fertile In vegeta tion that In some parts the natives are compelled to feed their horses, sheep and oxen on dried fish, we find the rosa rubiginosa, with Its pale, solitary, cup shaped flowers; and in Lapland, bloom ing almost under the snows of that se vere climate, the natives seeking moss es and lichens for their reindeer, find the roses, maialis and rubella, the for mer of which, brilliant In color and of a sweet perfume, enlivens the dreari ness of Norway, Denmark and Swo den." Quarterly Review Her Bra the Biggest. Dr. M. W. Stryker, President of Ham flton College, told this story the other day in an address before the New York Hardware Club: "The braggart spirit anywhere Is absurd. Some little school girls (It Is chronicled of Chicago) were discussing their clothes. 'I've got a lovely new dress,' said one, 'and I an, going to wear It to church next Bun day.' 'Pooh f said another. Tve a new hat and I'm going to wear it every day.' Weiy said a third, Tve gor heart disease, anyway I " In forming a bad habit; rememrM that U will be vary, hard to gait. " ;i 'riai iif'm as rfiwniiir i 1 "mf It is a contrast too Intense To strike his intellect aa fanny; At first he paid her compliments. And now he pays her alimony. Judge. He "I would kiss yon If I thought no mp would see me." She "Shall I lose my eyes?" Woonsocket Reporter. Clara "Mr. Nlcefello said my face was classic. What Is classic?" Dora "Oh, most anything old." Good News. "Have those people In the other flat teen married long?" "I think not; he takes naps on her best silk pillows."- Chicago Record. "Scientists say now that handshak ing conveva disease." "Of course: that's the way the grip got started."- Louisville Courier-Journal. Miss Flora (In a pair of stupendous Ueeves) "How do I look, Ned?" Ned franturouslvV "You're simply unap proachable." Boston Transcript There comes a Badness e'ea with spring When rootle zeuhvra blow. For though the violet 'twill bring, j The buckwheat cake most go, -Washington Star Dashaway "I have an Idea that Mrs. Hightoner has asked me to dinner In order to fill up." Cleverton "Thafa what we are all going for, old man."-' Ufe. "Yes," said the cornfed philosopher, "it Is not so difficult to get something for nothing, but when one gets It It is not worth the price," Indianapolis Journal. The Sheriff "You say that fellow who broke Jail left a message behind?" The Keeper "Yes. sir; here It is on this paper 'Excuse the liberty I taker Truth. Tie hard to be poor," sang the poet As his mantle about him he furled; So he sang, but well did he know It Is the easiest thing la the world. Life. "I'm sorry I stole the preserves, ma." "Ah, your conscience is troubling you, Is It?" "I don't know exactly. Where Is my conscience, ma?" Yonkeir Statesman. Gen. Pompnss "I am to speak at a banquet to-night and I want you to write my speech for me." Scrlbla "What do you take me for o gasflt er?" Truth. "I shore does hope," said Uncle Mose, "dat dey will git dls heah new photo graph trick so fine by summer dat man kin tell wedder melon is ripe. inaian apolis Journal. The Married One "Can yon Imagine anything worse than marriage witn nt love?" The Unmarried One ''Yea, I think I can. Love without marriage, for Instance." Life. The air bears hints of springtide Joy, t The sun asserts itself once more; The torpid-footed message boy At last has learned to shut the door. Cincinnati Enquirer. Fannie I have told you again and again not to speak when older personi were talking, but wait until they stop "I've tried that already, mamma. Thej never stop." Woonsocket Reporter. "TMd von aa Into society In Pullader Tjhia?" "Yes." And how did they kit time there?" "They don't kill It Thej Just sit down and wait for It to die natural death," Washington Star. Grace I must refuse hUn, poor fel fen hut T -wish I could do Bomethini to lessen the pain of It Maud Gel some one to tell blm tnat yon naven i as much money as he thinks yon hava Brooklyn Life. Julia Louise showed me those beau tiful landscapes. She says she had no trouble at all painting them. Mabel No. All she bad to do was to sign her name after ber teacher finished them. Brooklyn Life. Sprinkle ashes on the pavement. Keep the quinine bottle near. Wear your ulster and raur robbers. For the gentle spring is here. Philadelphia Record. Fnddy (hesitating to put his umbrel a In tha rack I Isn't there danger ol somebody taking the wrong umbrella by mistake? Uuady w rong umureuat are never taken by mistake. Bostw frnnserint "We have some very fine soentgen nnintinim " said the salesman. "Roent gen paintings?" exclaimed the custom er. "I didn't know were was anyiaimj tv thnt name in the line of art.'' "Well, rwe used to call them Interior views oi scenes. unicago isvening ran. -T an not aee." she said, with great severity, "how It would be possible to add to the unstghtllnees of bloomers." And the little wheelwoman contented herself with Innocently remarking: "Perhaps you are prejudiced. Did yon ever try them on?" Washington Btar Rmwn Just had a talk with Thump- mann, the pianist He says that In the arly fart of his career tne critics as sailed him without mercy. Robinson Must have been discouraging. Brown lit was. At one time he was on the int of having his hair cut Brook a Life. She held a daisy in her hand And plucked Its petals one by one; As fair a picture was she then As e'er was shone on by the sun. Jke rude young man, who, unawares. Approached her nearly had a fit To hear her roscleaf lips enun ciate "He loves me loves me nitr a-tadianapolia News. v rroi Mnse "Dat dors- Is ma best M.nH an' I wouldn't sell 'am fo' noth- ln'." Van Pelt TB give you fifty cents for him." Uncle Mose "ue s gv Aorg." Xoscera news. Oar trials do not weaken us. The) snly snow ua that we are weaa. The best cross for us is the one thai iriii soon kill our euuhsua. iinMnjiTH P. OR. TBLjA The Eminent Divine's Sunday Sermon, Subjects "Christ's Exile." Ykxt: "An 1 the ktug went forth and far. rl -din a place trhk-U was far off." IlJSamut xv., 17. Far up and far bick la the history 0 neaven I0r came a p?riod when its most illustrious Citizen was about to absent Hlnv sell. lie wns not goto i to will from beacb to boaebj we have of ten done that. He was not going to pnt out from one hemisphere to an other hemisphere; many ot U9 have dons that. But He was to sail from world to WorM, the spaces unexplorod and the Im mensities untravell. No world has evel hailed heavun, and b -avnn has never hailed any other world. I think that the win. dows and the link-onion were thronged, and that the pearly beach was crowded witii those who had come to see Him sail out of the harbor of light into the ocean beyond. Out and out and out, and oo and on nul on, and down nnd down and down He sped, until oce nitrht, with only one to greet Him when He arrived, His dis embarkation so unpretending, so quiet that It was not known on earth until tne excite ment In the cloud gave intimation to the Buthlehoiu rustic that something grand and glorious had happened. Who comes there? From what port did He sail? Why was this the place of His destination I Question the shepherds. I question the camel drivers. I question tne angels, i nave touna out. tie was an exile. But the world had plenty ot exiles. Abraham, an exile from Haran; John, an exile from Ephesus; Kosciusko, an exile from Po'aud; MaEZint, an exile from Home; Emmet, an exile from Ireland; Victor Hugo, an exile from France; Kossuth, an ex ile from Hungary. Jjut this one of whom I speak to-uiy had such resouudlng farewell and came Into such chilling reception for not even a hostler went out with hU Inntern to lilit Him in that Ho U more to be cele brated than any other expatriated exl" ol earth or heaven. First, I remark that Christ was an im perial exile, lie trot down off n throne. He took off a tiara. 1I closed a palace t;ate Ihv blnd Him. His family were princes and princesaesa. Vuj-htl was turned out of the throneroem by Ahtisuerus. David was de throned by Absalom's infamy. Tho fiva ktnfti wore hurled into a cavern Dy Joanna a courage. Bom ) of the Henrys of England and some of the ton is of Franco were Jostled on their thrones by discontented subjects. But Christ was never more liouored or more popular or more loved than the ;day He left heaven. Kxiles havo Buffered severely, but Christ turned Himself out from throneroom into shep pen, and down from the top to the bottom." lie wa not pushed off. He was not manacled lor foreiKU transportation. He was nt put out because they no mora wanted Him In celestial domain, but by choice, departing and descending Into an extle llvo times as long as that of Napoleon at St. Helena, and a thousand times worse the one exile sulTeriDR for that he had de stroyed Nations, the other exile suffering bo cause lb-came tosave a world. An lmpertiil exile. King eternal. "Blessing and honor and glory ami power be unto Him that sit teth upon the throne." But 1 to farther and toll you n was an jxilo an a barren island. ThU world is ona of the smallest islsnds of light In the ocean of Immensity. Other stellar kingdoms are many thousand times larger than this. Christ came to this small l'atraos of a world. When exiles are sent out, they are generally sent to regions that are pandy or eoid or hot some Dry Tortugns of diagreeaMene.-B. Christ came as an exile to a world scorehed With heat and bitten with cold, to deserts si moon swept, toa howling wilderness. It was the back dooryard seemingly of the universe. Ifea, Christ came to the poorest part of this barren island of a world Asia Minor, with Its intense summers, unfit for the residence of a foreigner, and in the rainy season unfit for the residence of a native. Christ came not to such a land as Am-ilea or England or France or Germany, but to a Ian I one-tliird of the year drowned, another third of the year burned up, and only one-third of the year Just toleraWe. Oh.it was the barren Island of a world! Barren enough for Christ, for It gave such email worship and such in adequate affection, and such little gratitude. Imperial exile on the barren island of a World. The earth against Htm. I go further and tell you that He was an sxlle in a hostile country. Turkey was never o much against Russia, France was never so much against Germany, as this earth wa$ against Christ. It took Him in through the door of a stable. It thrust Him out at the point of a spear. The Koman Government against Him with every weapon of its arm, and every decision of its courts and every beak of lis war eagles. For years after Hla arrival the only quest'on was how best to put Him out Herod hated Him, the high priests hated Him, the Pharisees haled Him, Judas Iscarl.it hated Him, Gestas, the dying thief, bated Him. The whole earth seem ingly turned into a detective to watch His taps. And yet He faced this ferocity. Notion that most of Christ's wounds were in front. Borne scourging on the shoulders, but most Of Christ's wounds in front. He was not on retreat when He expired . Face to face with the world's ferocity. Face to face with the World'ssln. Face to face with the world's Woe.J His eyes on the raging counte nances ot His foaming antagonists when He expired. When the cavalry offloer toweled his steed so that he might eome nearer up and see the tortured visage of the suffering exile, Christ saw It When the spear was thrust at His side, and when the hammer was lifted for His feet, and when the reed was raised to strike deeper down the spikes of thorn, Christ watched the whole firooedure. When His hands were fastened o the cross ther were wide open still with bsnedlotlon. Hind you. His head was not fastened. He could look to the right and He could look to the left, He could look up and He could look down. He saw when the spikes had been driven home, and the hard, round, Iron heads were In the palms ot His bands. He saw them as plainly as you ever saw anything in the palms of your bands. No ether, no chloroform, no merciful anaes thetic to dull or stupefy, but, wide awake. He saw the obscuration of the heavens, the uubalsuctngof the rooks, the countenances auiveriug with rage and the cachlnnation I:iIkIic. Oh. it was the hostile as well as the barren island of a world. I go farther and tell you that this exile was far from home. It Is 05,000,000 miles from here to the sun, and all astronomers agree in saying that our solar system is only one of the smaller wheels of the great ma chinery of the universe turning around some one great center, the center so far distant it Is beyond all Imagination and calculation, aud if. as some think, that great center in, the distance is heaveu, Christ came far from home when He came here. Have you ever thought of thehorneslokuessof Christ? Home of you know what homesiekni'SS Is when you have been only a few weeks absent from tho domestic circle. Christ was thirty-thre-j years away from home. Some of you fee homesickness when you are a hundred or a thousand miles away from the domestic circle. Christ was more million miles away from home than you cor Id count If all your life you did nothing but count. You kuovr what it is to be homesick even amid pleasant surroundings, I ut Christ slept in huts, and He was atlnrst, and n was a-hungered, an.j He was on the way from being bora in another man's barn to being buried ir another man's grave. I have read how the Swiss, when thoy nr . faraway from their native couutry, at tha sound of their National air get so homesick that they fall into melancholy, and some times they die under the homesickners. But. oh, the homesickness of Christ! l'overty homesick for celestial riches. Persecution homeslok for hosanna. Weariness home sick for rest Homesick for siigelii and archangelio companionship. Home, sick to get out of the night, ami the storm, and the world's execration. Homesickness will make a wtSeV seem as oug a a month, and it seems to me that the :hree decades ol Christ's residence on earth nust have seemed to Him almost as inter ninablc. You have often tried to measure :he other pangs of Christ, but yon have lever tried to measure the magnitude and ponderosity of a Saviour's homesickness. 1 take a steo farther and. tell roa tha Christ was In ah exile which He knew would ud in assassination. Holman Hunt, the master painter, has a picture in which he represents Jesus Christ in the Nazarene car penter shop. Around Him are the saws, the hammers, the axes, the drills of carpentry. The picture represents Christ as rising from the carpenter's working bench and wearily stretching out His arms as one will after be ing In contracted or uncomfortable posture aud the light of that picture is so arranged that the arms of Christ, wearily st retched forth, together with His body, throw on the wall the shadow of the cross. Oh! my friends, that shadow was on everything la Christ's lifetime. Shadow of a cross on the Bethlehem swaddling clothes. Shadow of a :ross on the road over which tho three fugi tives fled into Egypt. Shadow of a cross oa take Galilee as Christ walked 1 s mosa'e floor of opal and emerald and orystnL Shadow of a cross on the roid to Emmaus. Shadow of a cross ou the brook Kedrou, an t n tho temple, aud on the side of Olivet. Shadow of a cross on sunrise and sunser. Sonstantine, marching with his army, saw lift once a cross tu tho sky, but Christ saw die cross all the time. Hawthorne, turned out of the office of col lector at Salem, went home in despair. His wife touched him on the shoulder aud said, "Now is the time to write your book," and ills famous "Scarlet Letter' was the brill iant consequence. 'Worldly good sometimes Mines from worldly evil. Then be not un iwlleving when I tell you that from the greatest crime of ail eternity and f the whole universe, the murder of the Son of Sod, there shall oome results which shall telipse all the grandeurs of eternity past and tternlty to come. Christ, nn exile from Seaven opening the way for the deportation toward heaven and to heaven of all those who will accept the proffer. Atonement, a Ihip large enough to taki all tho passengers Ihnt will come aboard It. For this royal exile I bespeak the love and ervlee of all tho exiles bore present, and in Due sense or the other that Includes all of us. The gates ot this continent have been so widely opened that there are here many vol untary exiles from other lands. Some ot rou are Scotchmen. I see It in your high cheek bones and in the color that Illumines four face when I mention the land of your nativity. Bonny Scot land 1 Deai old kirk? Some of your ancestors sleeping in Orey friars oburohyard, or by the deep lochs lllle I out of the pitchers of heaven, or under th heather, sometimes so deep of color it mak- s one thiuk of the blood of the Covenanters who signed their names for Christ, dipping their pens iuto the veins of their own arms Dpened for that purpose. How every lilier of your nature thrills as I mentlou the names of Robert Kruno and the Camp bells and Cochranol I bespeak for this royal exile of my text the love aud service ot all scotch exiles. Some of you are Englishmen. Your ancestry served the Lord. Have I not read of the sufferings of the Haymarkct, and have I not seen In Oxford the very spot where ltldley and Latimer mounted the red char loi? Some of your anostors hoard Goorga Whitefleld thunder, or heard Charles Wi" ley sin, or beard John Buuyan tell Ids dream of the celestial olty, and the cathedrals un der the shadow of which some of you were born had In their grandest organ roll the Dame of the Messiah. I bespeak for the royal exile of my sermoL the love and the service of ull English ex. lies. Ye., some of you came from tho !k1:iu! of distress over which hunger, on athroue id humnn skeletons, sat queen. Ail efforts at amelioration halted by massacre. l'roces tlon of famlnes.'procession of martyrdoms inarching from northern Channel to Cupa Clear and from the Irish Sea across to the Atlantic. An islaud not bounded a-gc.ra- Lhors tell us. but, as every philanthropist news, bounds 1 on the north and the south and the east nn I tho west by woe which no human politics can alleviate and only AN mighty God can assuage. Land of Gold smith's rhythm, and Sheridan's wit, anil O'Counell's eloquence, and Edmund Burke'j Mntesmanshlp, and O'Brien's sacrifice. Another Patmos with Its npocalypso ol blood. Yet you cannot think of it to-day without having your eyes blinded with emo tion, for there your ancestors sleep in graves, t raw of which they entered for lack t bread. For this royal exile of my sermon I bespeak tho love and the service of ull Irish oxlli-s. Yes, some of you are from Germany, the land ot Luther, and some of you am from Italy, the land of Garibaldi, and some of you nre from France, the land of John Calvin, one of the three mlglitles of tha glorious reformation. Some of you are de scendants of the Puritans, and they wrra exiles, and some of you descendantsof tha Huguenots, and they were exiles, and soma of you aro d'Kcrndants of the Holland rofu gees, and they were exiles. Some of you were born on the banks of tha Yazoo or the Savannah, and you are now liv ing in this latitude. Some of you on tha banks of the Kennebee, or at the foot of tha Green Mountains, and you are here now. Some of you on the prairKs of the West, oi the tablelands, and you are here now. Oh. how many ot us far away from home. All of us exiles. This is not our home. Heaves is our borne. Oh, I am so gla4 when the royal exile went back Ua left the gate ajar, or left It wida open. "Going home! That Is the dylu exclamation of the majority of Christians, I have seen many Christians die. I think nine out of ten of them In the last moment ray, "Going home." Going home out ol banishment and sin and sorrow and sad ness. Going home to Join in the hilarities ot our parents and our dear children who havt already departed. Going home to Christ Going home to God. Going home to stay. Where are your loved ones that died u Christ? Yon pity them. Ah, they ought ta pity you! You are nn exile far from home, They are homel Oh, what a time It will ba tor you when the gatekeeper of heaven shall ly: "Take off that rough sandal, the Jour ney's ended. Put down that saber, the bob tie s won. Put off that Iron coat of mail and put on the robe of conqueror." At thai gate of triumph I leave you t i- lay, onl reading three tender cantos translated frois Ibe Italian. If yon ever besrl anything tweeter, I never did, although 1 cannot adopt all Its theology: Twas whispered one morning In heavaa How the little child angel May, t In the shade of the great white portal, Sat sorrowing night and day; How she said to the stately warden, He of the key and bar: M0b, angel, sweet angel, I pray you Set the beautiful gates ajar, Only a little, I pray you. Set the beautiful gates ajar. "I can hear my mother weeping, She Is lonely; she cannot see A glimmer ot light In the darkness When the gate shut after me. Oh, turn me the key, sweet angel. The splendor will shine so far." But the warden answered. "I dara not Set the beautiful gates ajar." Bpoke low nnd answered, "i dare not Set the beautiful gates ajar." Then uprose Mary, the blessed. Sweet Mary, the mother ot Christ, Her hand on the baud of the nngel She laid, and her touch sufficed. Turned was the key in the portul, Fell ringing the golden bar. And, lo, in the little child's lingers Sl-el the beautiful gates ajar. In the little chilli's angel lingers Stood tho beuulllul gates ajar. A man in Henderson, Ky.. sends con acience money tj a local -.iiialis; j;iihf':u note: "Honesty is the be -it ,V.!u-". Th a twenty cents is for atciUug r; ljs on tiio ol mule cars." A young woman, who his n Inn T', v-as arrested in New York City the other tii.y fo; stealing with kci leei1-. Jt Honiclimi'S costs a I'm 1. 1 ill al (if lU'iney to get mini.itliing; for irilliiu. it is well Hie book of life is nicii to us page liy l"i(iO. Were nil thn liard lima Imrcil at onco tint task would lie too iinnl i muster. The world owes evtry man a living, and -very m-iu owe" it to Ihj vtorl.l that lie Hliimld try to make it. If Fnme lieoplo oonlilu't f n 1 any thing; to hu'e behind they would bo always on tho run. Who thiuketli to bitv viiluinv with gold bhall find mch faith so bought eo sold. A homely womnn with plenty ot money always possesses an intelligent face. 1 V
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