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MIFF LINTOWN , JUNIATA COUNTY, PENN A.. WEDNESDAY. APRIL 29,1896.
NO. 20
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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.
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