Q. F. BOHWEIBB, THE OONtfl'lT U TIO N-THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS. Batter ad VOL. L. MIFFLINTOWIS. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENN A . WEDNESDAY. JULY 1.1896 NO. 29. in j CHAPTEU XXL ft seemed, indeed, that Frank was dead. His face was rigid, and though Constance spoke to him imploringly again and again, be did not seem to hear her. He lay cold and motionless as stone. Wild with terror, she placed her hand upon his heart; it seemed to bare stopped beating. The awful stillness of the room suddenly became oppressive she gasped as if for air; she staggered to the door as if to pro cure assistance she opened the door, and fell like a stone. When she opened her eyes Alice Grey-brook-was bending over her. After one wild look in her friend's face, Constance staggered to her feet and gased wildly around. "Constance!" cried Alice, "for heaven's sake what is the matter? I did not reach the marquis' house until Tery late, and I found that he had gone to the ball. Con stance, what is the matter?" "The matterl" cried Constance. "OH, lice, look!" Tremulously clinging to her, Constance dragged her into the room, and to the side of the couch where Frank was lying. With a cry Alice started back. "A man!" she said then, recognizing Aim, she added with a shudder, -Lord Harrington I" "Yes," said Constance, still holding her tightly by the arm, "it is Frank. Look at him, Alice, quickly, lias he fainted? Is he asleep? Look!" Conquering her terror, Alice bent for ward and touched his face and hands; then she reverently drew back. "He is dead," she said. "Nor cried Constance, clutching wild, ty at her friend; "not dead! It is false, it cannot be! Heaven would not be so cruel! Suddenly Alice started, went to the window, and looked out. When she turn ed again to Constance her face was as white as that of the man lying upon the couch. "It is a carriage coming up the street," he said. "If it should be the duke! Con stance, if, as you say, this is a trap. It must be the duke, and he will kill your A moment later a knock and a voice withont cried: "Open quickly !" Without more ado, Alice opened the door and the newcomer entered the room. It was Mr. Feveral. "Pardon my intrusion at this hour of the night," he said, "but I come on urg ent business. The duke ' "Is he with you?" asked Constance. "He will follow almost Immediately.' "Your message?" "Is simple. I come to warn yon." "Indeed," she answered with a bittes mile, "even yon come too late. Let us understand each other, Mr. Feveral," he continued, while Alice stood trem blingly by. "I am the Duchess d'Azzeg Uo and you are the duke's spy. The duke's depart ur for France was a pretense, your coming here to-night is a ruse. Well, sir, your work is done; we have fallen into the trap which you and your master laid for us. You have secured one victim look!" She pointed to the couch on which Frank was lying. Feveral started with a cry. "The Earl of Harrington dead?" "Yea, dead!" repeated Constance, who Seemed to have turned to stone. "Brought here by your master's deviltry, while till weak from his wounda he fainted and died. Now, go to the dnke; bring him here to look upon bis word. I am pre pared to meet him." "Madam, you wrong me," said Feveral earnestly. "As I am a living man my wish is not to betray, but to save you." "Constance," cried Alice, clinging to bee, "trust this gentleman, and do as be advises. I believe be is your friend." "And if I trust him what then? This la the chamber of death. My husband will soon return and find " "Leave that to me," said Feveral. He took off his traveling cloak and covered the body, which lay there looking so ghastly in the lamplight. "Madam," he continued, turning to Constance, "I will Velp yon all I can." "Come, dear," said Alice, putting her arms about her, "let me take you to your room." "Well," she returned, "take me where 70a please, I do not care. It Is all a dream, Alice a fearful dream, and I seem to be crawling forward to my grave. I only know that all I love la dead, and that my heart Is broken." Sobbing hysterically, she fell upon the girl's neck, and was gently led from the room. CHAPTER XXII. The moment she was gone Feveral'. manner changed. He removed the cloak, and made a careful examination of the body. The pnlse bent feebly, and the blood till flowed from the wouad. He did his best to staunch the bleeding; then he ed- ministered certain restoratives, which partially brought Frank back to con sciousness. Alice Greybrook returning, gazed in amazement upon Frank's face. "He is not dead," sh said. "Not yet," returned Feveral, quietly. I told the duchess I should be able to help ber. 1 can, Miss Greybrook. Re main here watching beside the conch. I must go to sek assistance. The help of a surgeon is necessary now." And he took; his departure, leaving Alice alone. While this was going on Constance was lying in her room in a kind of stupor. Suddenly she rose and passed at once into her boudoir. She glanced eagerly at the couch, and satv that Frank still lay there. With r cry c mingled despair and pain. Mm knrrled forward. Tint Alice caughf aer In her arms. "Constance," she whispered, "do not peak or cry. It is not so bad as w thought, dear. Heaven has been good t as; he is not dead." Constance clasped her hands and snnk lown sobbing beside the couch. Feveral returned with the surgeon and fonnd her there. When she heard that a surgeon sad come, she mechanically obeyed Fev eral and allowed him to lead her from the rooat1y more, ska took Jhe composing iranght which Alice pressea nmn her, nil very soon sunk into a deep sleep. When she recovered her senses it wat broad day; she lay still listening, but ;ould not hear a sound. What had han selled, how long bad she been lying there 1 Had those strange events really taken ! place in the night, or was it all a wild ,'iream? She rose languidly and entered the ad joining room. Trembling violently, she turned her eyes toward tne conch. Scarce ly knowing what she did, she rushed for aard to raise the cloak and look again anon Frank's dead face when a myste rious and detaining hand was laid upon ber arm, and looking np, she saw her hu band. Yes, it was Indeed the duke, pale, cold and stern as usual. At sight of him Con stance ottered a cry. "Yon here?" she exclaimed. "As you perceive," he returned. "But you are pale, I have startled yon. You aid not expect to we me so soon?" "No, I did not," she answered, mechan ically. "1 had not gone far from London," con tinued the duke, carelessly, "when it oc curred to me that I had forgotten othei business of an even more pressing nature than that which hurried me away. hastened back. I am here to give yoc an agreeable surprise, and myself the un expected felicity of your society." "I I cannot listen now," exclaimed Constance, wildly. "I cannot stay hen Bnt the dnke, the expression of whos face had grown strangely forbidding, lai a detaining hand npon her. "Yon must stay," he said. "Let me rc 4 nest yon to remain seated, madam, an listen to me. A certain husband pretcne ed to leave home. In his absence his trif received her lover. Imagine their rapturr Feveral, are yon listening?" for the la tet Jjad aofUy entered .the "JCy lord, I am all attention." "Returning unexpectedly," continue (he duke, "the husband fonnd his wif temporarily absent and the lover stretch ed insensible on a couch. He touched tht deeping man and found him dead." with a half-smothered cry. Constance rose from her seat, and again staggered a few steps toward the door, but the duk. detained her. "The husband instructed a certain trus ty spy. who was devoted to him, to carry the dead man forth and leave him near his own door. The police, on recovering the body, would think he had died there. and not here." He paused; with a wild cry Constance tottered to the couch, and lifted the cloak. The body was gone. All restraint departed now. With a shudder, Constance dropped the cloak and turned to her husband, who, pale With passion, was quietly regarding her.. "Oast away Into the streets!" she cried, wildly, "by yon." "No, returned the duke, "by a trusty spy and servant." "And yon nave mnrdered him," she cried; "perhaps he was not dead, aod " "In any case I should have killed him!" returned the duke. "Still, having regard to the honor of my house, and wishing to avoid a public scandal " "Yon have doubly murdered him," she cried. "He did not come here of his own free will, but through a lying message from yon. Yon have killed blin; I am the most guilty; kill me, too. I am your wife In name only, for I loved my consin with all my heart and souL" In a fit of ungovernable fury, the duke rushed npon her, when suddenly a firm hand was laid npon bis arm, and a voice said: "Stay." The duke turned fiercely and looked into the eyes of Feveral, who, perfectly self-possessed, continued to hold his anc firmly, and turned to speak to the duchess. Madam, he said in a clear, calm voice, "trouble yourself to ntter no more self-accusations; yon are as pure as snow, and yon will live. My lord dnke." he added, "stand aside, please. I object to your harming this lady!" "Are yon mad V cried the duke, aghast. "You shall judge of that later; but be fore I give any account of myself, let me inform this lady that the Duke d'Azzeg lk, who Is so covetous of his honor, 1. na other than " "Silence," cried the duke, "Sir, come with me," then turning to the dnche. be addeds "Madam, I will return later, and finish what I have to say to yon." Withont another word the two men passed oat of the boudoir and went to the duke's study. "Now, my lord,' said Feveral, "do yon remember me?" "No." "Then I will refresh your memory. I am Arthur Clavering." "Is it possible you are that man?" i'Moet certainly; under that name lived and traded In Venezuela. You mads my home desolate, and when I raved of vengeance, I was thrown Into a prison. When I came forth my wife was dead You bad vanished, but I swore to hunt yon down. The time came, my lord, wber von had a wife. I fWad her pare an aotole, and I resolved to spars her, bnt I will not spare you!" "I tell yon, yon are raving," said the duke; "I have no quarrel with yon I am not the man yon seek!" "When yon tell me that, yon lie! Yes, yon are the devil through whose villainy I have been tortured for years. I demand satisfaction." "What do yon want? "Meet me I wish to avenge say wifel Yon cannot refuse; there is no danger to yon I know well yon are a practical duelist, while I " "We are in England," interrupted th dnke, "we cannot fight here." "Then come to France. If yen refuse, I shall brand yon aa a coward, and pro claim y.ur past life ts all the world." "I do not refuse," said the dnke after tome hesitation. "I will meet yen aa yo wiah." CHAPTER XXIH. I After the two men left the boudoir. Qs its mm f sJiidJfte jmJi JkjrH& il fl kil.i-i dream, enable to thine or move, then re covering herself a little, she crawled over to the couch on which the body of Frank had lain, and passionately kissed the spot where his head had rested. What bad become of Frank? she asked herself. Had her husband spoken the truth when he said that he was dead ? If so, Feveral had again played the villain. Scarcely knowing what she did, she rush ed to the door. On the very threshold of the room she was met by Alice. "Constance." cried Alice, excitedly, "something terrible is happening, I am sure. Tha duke is locked in his study, and refuses to be seen. Mr. Feveral begged me to seek you instantly and deliver to von this letter." Constance took the letter, opened It and read: "Madam: When the dnke said yonr cousin was dead he spoke falsely. The Earl of Harrington still lives; he will to night be removed to the honse of a greai surgeon, who is willing to undertake tht charge. The surgeon's address I enclose, "RIOHARD FEVERAL." With a cry of joy, Constance kissed th fetter. Withont a word of protest she resigned, herself to her friend's care. The assur ance of Frank's comparative safety brought a sense of happiness to her brok en heart. She drank another composing draught, lay down npon the bed and slept "She must not remain here," said Alice to herself, "or she wiU die." She rose from her seat at the bedside and returned to her own room. Once there she sat down and wrote to Mrs. Meason, warning the old lady not to be astonished if at any moment Constance were to arrive at Avondale Castle. It was night when Constance awoke. The long sleep had refreshed her, but ber head still felt heavy and painful. Fore most in her thoughts was the letter which Feveral had written. With a sadden im pulse she rose, turned np the gas, and, withont ringing for her maid, dressed her self hurriedly. Then she listened at the door; there waa no sound, no sign of living souL Grasping Feveral's letter in her hand, and thrusting a well-filled pocketbool Into her breast, she descended the stairs, and passed from the honse Into the street. It was very dark and raising heavily, but she made no attempt to turn back) she had mission to fulfill, and she meant to see it through. Quickly calling up a hansom, she ordered the driver to take her to the address given In Feveral's letter. Thus it was that she paid that strange midnight visit to Sir John Priestly, de scribed in the first chapter. The interview with the doctor over, she returned to the cab and was rapidly driv en back to Park Lane. She entered the house as quietly as she had left it, and, unseen by a soul, rapidly gained the soli tude of her own room. About an hour after Constance had paid her mysterious visit. Sir John Priestly again heard his bell ring. This time the mysterious patient had arrived. Frank was perfectly conscious now, but his face was as pale as death, and he hung his head as if In complete exhaustion. Fev eral glanced at the doctor. "The drive has been trying," he said. "It has made my task an almost im possible one," returned the doctor grave ly; "however, be so good aa to assist me tf carry him up to his room." With morning came a great change; the torpor had passed away, and Frank was now not only insensible, bnt raving in de lirious fever. The doctor tended him with the utmost care and secrecy. Fev eral made a second calL "Well?" he asked. "Cerebral fever," said the doctor, "and the patient is in too low a condition- to stand it long, I fear." "Constance," moaned Frank continu ally. "Where is Constance? That mar will kill her." "Something is troubling him," said the doctor, "he might be better if his mind conld be set at rest." FevwraTs face grew troubled; he sat down beside the bed and waited. Toward afternoon. Feveral was still .at his post. an Fran- awoke from a deep sleep ana knew him. His first words were: "Where is Constance?" "She is safe," replied Feveral, hurried ly; "her chief anxiety is for you. She knows yon are here in safety and in good hands, and prays for your recovery." Feveral rose. Frank tnrned his head and closed his eyes. Feveral beckoned the doctor from the room, "I may not be able to call again," he said, but I will now confide to you aa a secret yonr patient's name. - He is tha Bar! of Harrington." fTo be continued.) A Trick on the Flea. All persons wbo have lived in a house which has become Infested with Seas In summer will know how these crea tures Inhabit the floor by preference, and how they will jump upon the legs and ankles of every one who passes near them. Taking advantage of this fact, some years ago, when the lower floor of McGraw Hall of Cornell Uni versity was badly infested by fleas, which had come from animals tem porarily kept there in confinement. Prof. S. H, Gage Invented the follow ing ingenious plan. He bad the janitor put on a pair of rubber boots, and then tied aheets of fly paper, with the sticky side outward, around the legs of the boots. The Janitor was then to patrol the lower floor for several hours a day. The result was gratifying and rather surprising. The sheets of fly paper Boen became black with fleas and had to be changed at intervals, but by this means the building was almost com pletely rid of the pest, with a minlmun mt trouble to every on. except the Jan itor. Insect Life. The air pressure on a person of or dinary size is thirteen and a half tons. Fatal cases of measles in London rose during February from fifty a week to 119. Returns from life insurance com panies show a great increase in busi ness during 1895. One of the latest novelties is a phon ographic clock which calls the hours instead of striking them. It is said that stammerers rarely if ever show any impediment of 8eech when speaking in whispers. One of Chicago's traction compan ies is experimenting with compressed air as a motive power for street rail ways. The sum of 196,800 a year is as signed yearly from the Treasury of Cuba to the Minister of the Colonies in Madrid. A woman in Simpson county, Ky., still spins and weaves all the cloth for the clothing worn by her husband and children. Queen Victoria has never yet vetoed a bill, but has several times threatened to. The threat has usually prevented its passage. n ' r'li " ""i i.m , i - LINCOLN-SHIELD? DUEL. aiaainc Data of tne Kv.nt Fuppliet by llll.m O. rVmttaer of Kansas. William G. Souther, of Topeka, Kan. a-ho claims to have been an eye-wit less of the historic duel between Abra lam Lincoln and Gen. James Shields low relates what la purported to be thl aliasing data of that event. Ud to the time of the arrival of tn lneling party at the Alton ferry, th itory he tells la very similar to tht nes heretofore printed, but from then !t differs widely. Souther relates that tn order to witness the duel be agreed to drive the horses which propelled the ferryboat carrying the distinguished party. 'Arriving on the opposite shore," lays Souther, "which was a wilderness f timber, a spot partly cleared was elected as the battle ground. Shields took a seat on a fallen log on one side f the clearing, and Lincoln seated him lelf on another at the opposite side, rue seconds then proceeded to cut a pole about twelve feet long and two takes were crotched at the end. Tha takes were driven In the ground and the pole laid across the crotches, so that it rested about three feet above tho ground. The men were to stand on either side of this pole and fight across It. A line was drawn on the ground an both sides three feet from the pole. with the understanding that If either sombatant stepped back across his own line It was to be considered as giving np of the fight. "After all of these arrangements had been completed the seconds rejoined their principals at the different sides of the clearing and commenced to talk In low tones. Along with the Shields party was Dr. T. M. Hope, of Alton, lie was much opposed to tho duel and reasoned with Shields for a long time. As a result of his talk several notes were passed between the seconds. Lin coln remained firm and said Shields must withdraw his first note and ask him whether or not he was the author of the poem In the Journal. When that was done, he said, he was ready to treat with the other side. Shields was Inflexible, and finally Dr. nope got mad at him. He said Shields was bringing tho Democratic party of Illi nois and himself Into ridicule and con tempt by his folly. Finally he sprang to his feet, faced the stubborn littlo Irishman and blurted out: 'Jimmy, you little wbiper-snapper, if yon don't settle this I'll take yon across my knee and spank your This was too much for Shields, and he yielded. A not was solemnly prepared and sent across to Lincoln, which Inquired If be wal the author of the poem In questioa Lincoln wrote a formal reply in which he said that he was not, and then mu tual explanations and apologies fol lowed. "I watched Lincoln closely while b sat on his log awaiting the signal to fight His face was grave and serious. I could discern nothing suggestive of Old Abe, aa we knew him. I never knew him to go so long before without making a joke, and I began to believe he was getting frightened. But pres ently he reached over and picked up one of the swords, which he drew from Its scabbard. Then he felt along the edge of the weapon with his thumb, like a barber feels of the edge of his razor, raised himself to his full height, stretched out his long arms and clipped off a twig from above his head with the sword. There wasn't another man ot us wbo could have reached anywhere near that twig, and the absurdity of that long-reaching fellow fighting with cavalry sabers with Shields, who could walk under bis arm, came pretty neat making me howl with laughter. After Lincoln had cut off the twig he return ed the sword to the saabbard with a sign and sat down, but I detected tho gleam In bis eye, which was always the forerunner of one of his Inimitable yarns, and fully expected htm to tell a side-splitter there In the shadow of the grave Shields' grave. "After things had been adjusted at the dueling ground we returned to the ferryboat, everybody chatting In th most friendly manner possible." How to Give Castor-Oil to a Child. Did yon ever find It necessary to give a child a dose of castor-oil? Did you ever long for some magic power to fore the nauseating mixture down the throat of the little, obstinate, squealing, sput tering youngster? Try administering the dose in tho form of castor-oil bis :uit or ginger-bread, and the difficulty are easily overcome. Take one-fourth of a pound of flour, two ounces of moist sugar, a small quantity of spice and an ounce and a half of castor-oil. Mix all together, roll It out and cut It Into ten little cakes. Bake them quickly In a hot oven. Each cake will contain a good dose of castor oil, pleasantly disguised. One or more pf the cakes may be given at a time according to the age of the child. By adding ginger and nslng mol.isset Instead of sugar, castor-oil glngernuti may be made, and the children will eai them readily without perceiving th taste of the olL Pog Has Queer Habits. Dogs as a rule will not eat fish, wheth er raw or cooked, even though they art on the verge of starvation, but on tht McXear ranch in Marin County there Is one that will, and she has also ta nght all her puppies to do the same. I lei owner says she Is the best mother dog he ever had on the place. Topsy Is tin name of the dog. She Is a Spitz, and it nenrly 5 years old. Topsy acquired tht habit of eating fish when she was young and obtained them from a Chines camp not far from the ranchhonse. When her first puppies had grown old enough to eat she Insisted that they should liave fish. She would go down to the river and carry home the largesl fish she could find, and tried In every way to let them know It was good food. The puppies did not like it at first, but soon acquired the taste. If other food was placed before the yonng onea she ,vould take it away. Strange as It ma) seem, they never touched It during ha absence. Topsy, however, wasted aS her efforts, for when the children grew np and were allowed to ran around by themselves they always preferred meat to fish. When she drinks water. Instead oi lapping It np, she puts her nose Into it and sucks It like a horse. She will not sleep in the same part of tha stable at 1 1 - '" - '- i .-r1. ".'ii hi the other dogs, but has a particular corner of her own, and when she lies down always manages to cover herself with the rugs Instead of stretching ouJ on top of them. San Francisco Call. Characteristic. A few friends, who had traveled In number of foreign countries, recent ly dined together, and told some aieo dotes which. If not true, were well in vented to Illustrate little national pecu liarities. "No man living." said on , "Is eo obe dient to orders as the low-caste Hind a He never uses his mind to understand s command. He obeys; that la alL Yoa have heard the story of Lady Dufferln, who once planted a bed of English Dowels near her Ittngalow, and direct ed a couple of native servants to water It every morning for two hours. "She wont to the hills to escape tht heat, and returned when the rainy sea con was a month advanced. During the time there had been an Incessant downpour. Honda, fields, the garden lieds were pools of water; but there Mood ).er faithful servants, each with his wnterlug-pot, pouring a steady stream on the dead plants, as they had done every morning since she went away." "That Is just what they would doP, in Id oue of the party who had been ihj the railway service In India. "I re member that a ferocious tiger, a man-1 eater, once concluded that the agent ae raw niovihg about a railway station in the hills would make him a comforta-j ble dinner. The man, a Hindu, shut the door, and calmly wired to the main1 office In Bomgay: "Tiger outside on platform. Telex graph instructions.'" An American, ene ef the company, said: "A year or two ago a tiger be longing to Barnum's menagerie escaped St a station in Ohio. His keeper man aged to drive the animal Into a freight car, which he locked and attached to an outgoing train. Then he coolly wired to the next station: Tiger loose In box car. Look out!" The American," con tinned the speaker, "is ready to grap ple with a tiger without orders, and quite as ready to pass him on to his neighbor." . "Yes, and to brag of his achievement afterward," said the Indian official. "A short sojourn among the calm Asiatics show us bow apt we are to trumpet our own merits. You know, of course, tha old story of the dissipated Yankee In Rome, who annoyed his Italian com panions by his drunkenness and per petual boasting of the superiority of his countrymen. "Resolved to cure him of the first habit by a fright, they carried him when drunk Into the Catacombs, and hid near him to enjoy his terror when he awoke. He roused presently, and sitting np, stared around at the masse of skeletons. Presently he said, grave ly. The day of judgment! And aa American up flrstr " 'The Italian would be too polite and too indolent to be up first' at any time," said the third speaker. "I re member hearing a Neapolitan offlcet lazily quote at a dinner the old prov erb, 'Everything comes to him who waits!" 'A young Irishman turned on him qnickly. 'No, my friend,' he said. "Ev ery thing comes to the man who knows when to stop waiting.' 'Tho characters of the two nation were In these brief sayings." The Giraffe's Neck. A railway man, responsible for the transit of a giraffe from Liverpool to a town, managed to get the animal on a truck; but the stupid beast's neck both ered him. The giraffe would not Us down, neither would It be seated. He coaxed It, pleaded with it, aad tried to leg It down, but In vain. The giraffe was hopelessly dense. It gave the man a stony stare, and continued Its melancholy clatter on the truck floor. "What are tha struggling with, Jim 7" asked the goods guard, with a winsome smile, as be walked by. 'Well," replied the panting servant. "Buffln calls him a jaraff; but A'U call him a long-legged, clattering fool; and A'U reckon tha'll have some stmgglln' wi' him thlsen when f train gets t' first bridge. If tha doesn't tie his neck in a knot, he'll have his head knocked off." Our Railways, Conld n't lenotl His Years. Napoleon in the course of his Italian campaign, took: a Hungarian battalion prisoners. The Colonel, an old man, complained bitterly of the French mode of fighting, by rapid and desultory attacks on the flank, the rear, the lines of communication. etc., concluding by saying that he fought in the army of Maria Theresa. "Yoa must be old," said Napo leon. 'Yes, I am either sixty or seventy," was reply. 'Why, Colonel, " remarked the Cor- sican, "you have certainly lived long enough to know how to count years a little more closely." "General," said the Ilungarlan, reckon my nionev, my shirts, and my horses; but as for my years, I know that nobody will want to steal them, and that I shall never lose one of them." Two Birds with One Stone. Fanny You take Dick Foster too serlo isly. Nothing he says is worth it moment's consideration. Nanny But he Insinuated that 1 was one o the mushroom aristocracy. Fanny Humph! He hasn't sense enough to tell a mushroom from a toadstool. Jrdge. A Noble Aim. Parker Poor old Urownleyl lie's become Insane, 1 hear, working at that telephone invention. Barker What was be trying to invent? Par ker A device for preventing people from calling you up when you dou't want to talk to them. Puck, A Case la Point. "If, as the Bible says, "all flesh grass,' " said the star boarder at the breakfast table yesterday, ."this steak must be the kind of stuff those tough Mexican hammocks are made cf." Philadelphia Record. No home so small but that It has still room for trouble; no heart so weary. bnt that a glimmer of hope might still sater it. i,i.iwi'saissbtajia USES OP COLLEGE TRAINING. pot to Make Experts, bnt to Fit Meat for Large Intelligent work. "It is not entirely safe to claim that avery kind of success, even of legiti mate success, will be promoted by a college training," writes Rev. Charles II. Parkhnrst, D. D. "If I bad a boy for whom It was my supreme ambition that he should become rich I should not send him to college. So far from help ing his prospects In that direction it would probably damage them. Money making is a trick. The easy acquisition of it is a knack. It Involves the con densation of Interest and faculty along a particular line, and that a narrow line. There Is nothing to hinder a very small man from being a very wealthy one. Shrewdness does not Imply big-mind-edness. I might say with a good deal of assurance that It Implies the con trary. And shrewdness has more than anything else to do with the acquisi tion of gain. There are a great many things that can be best done by the man who does not know too much, or, at least, by the man whose Intelli gence Is concentrated at a single point or along a single line. The mechanic who has come to be known among us as the 'Wizard' would, perhaps, have been more of a man If he had gone to Harvard, but it would probably have spoiled htm as a Vizard.' Genius Is presumably always a species of mania, and liable, therefore, to become some thing very ordinary if successfully sub jected to the processes of the asylum. They had better be kept away from col lege If the design is to make them ex perts. College will be able to give them a character of 'all-roundness,' bnt knife cannot be round and sharp at the same time; neither can a boy. If we are going to do large, intelligent work the prime condition Is the posses sion of an intellect trained and stocked in the same general and comprehensive way. College training Is simply the process of Intellectually getting ready, not getting seady for this, that or the other srawlflc mental service, bnt aim- ply getting ready planting down a broad foundation of preliminary big enough to support any breadth or height of superstructure that there may be need or opportunity to put upon It. The college course and the requisite preparatory training costs about seven years of the best and most possible period of a man's life. But If a young man hopes to do a large, solid work In the world, a work In which Intelli gence of a broad kind is no antecedent obstacle In the way, he makes an irre versible mistake If he considers seven years too much to pay for a liberal edu cation." Ladies' Home Journal. Family Waiters. Strange customs in social life have been revived, though they had died out. because of heart-failure. One of these revivals In Young England, as de scribed by a recent writer. Is the tuni ng of the junior members of the fam- ly into table-waiters, to do more honor to the guests. Very distressing the guests felt It to be when the Lady Gwendoline or the Lady Ermengarde came round with the entrees. On one occasion at the house of an eminent man I noticed that when the dinner was announced his pretty daughter had no cavalier allotted to ber, and remarked to her on the wicked ness of the omission. "Oh, I am not going to dine," she said with a blush, "but only to wait upon you. Khn Avldentlv did not mloT her office. but performed It with grace and dex- terlty. Her brother, a public school boy, a year younger, resented the ar rangement. With a hand In one pocket ind a dish In the other hand, he came killing up with his "sweet-bread cro nuettes," as though he wished they might choke us. Napoleon's Ink-Wiper. Napoleon was a hero to his valet, jonstant, though he sadly marred the lervant's effort to dress him neatly. 6ays the valet: "Ills breeches were always of white cashmere. But two hours after leav ing his chamber It often happened that they were all spotted with Ink. thanks jto his habit of wiping his pen on them and shaking Ink all around him by strik ing his peu against the table. "However, as he dressed In the morn ing for the whole day, he did not change his toilet on that account, but remained In this state until night. "The whole inside of his boots was lined with white fustian. Whenever one of his legs Itched, he rubbed It with the heel of the boot or shoe with which the other leg was shod, thus heighten, ing the effect of the spilled Ink." Great Bnlphnr Beds it Is reported that sulphur has beea found in Lower California, Mexico, so pure that it may be simply shoveled Into sacks and sent to market to make sulphuric add. The quantity Is report ed as large. The two best localities at present for the native sulphur are Sicily and California. A great deal of acid is made from the snlphuret of Iron or pyrite. A poor grade of iron ia a by-product. Not for Him. He But, of course, you will forget me. She Nonsense; I shall think of yoa when you are gone. He Oh, shall you 7 She Yes; therefore, the longer yon are gone the longer I shall think of you. Won't that be nice? Boston Tran. crlpt. Unklndeat Cut. That was the nnklndest cut of all,' aid the lady to the Interviewer when she saw how they'd reproduced ber photograph. Judy. Chat Among the Wires. "Anyway, I don't send people into eternity." remarked the telephone to the t olley. "No," retorted the trolley, "you merely ruin their im mortal souls." Indianapolis Jour nal The man who originated serials mnst hive been an author who waa looking r aome way to keep women from read ng the last chapter of his novel first. Ufa. When a girl's pocketbool; looks- fa) and balky, yon can bet aha has ha fsaadaarebUf In It 11 - " " EE!. DBJMGL be Eminent Divine's Sunday Sermon. Subject: "God in Everything. Text: "ti not two snnrmws sold for a farthing? And oat ot thm shall not fall oa the crounii withont your Father." Matthew You Fee the Bible wl l mt be limited in tiM choice of symbo'H. There Li hardly a beast or blr.l or inset which has not ben called to illnstriitn Home divine truth the ox's pal'ence, the nnt's iu'iustry, tho spider's skill, tho hind's sarotootedneas. the easle'l speed, the ilovu's centleness, and even th( spurrow'9 meanae and Inaignlfleanofl. In oriental countries none but tho poorest peo ple Day tne spnrrow and eat It so very llttK meat is thi-re on the bones, and so very pool ts it what there is of It. The comfortable population would not think of teaching It any more than yon wonld think ot eatlnir a bat or a Inmpmy. Now. says Jesus, if God lakes snch pood cure of a poor bird that Is not worm a conr, will He not care tor yoa, v immortal? We associate God with revolution. We ran see a divine purpose in the discovery of America, in tne invention ot tne art ot print Inir, In the exposure of the Konpowder plot, In the contrivance of the needle grin, in the nun oi an Austrian or Napoleonic despo tism; bnt how hard It Is to see Go-t in the minute personal affairs of onr lives! We think o' God as making a record ot the starry iiost. but ennnot realize the Bible truth that he knows bow many hairs are on our head. It teems a Brand thing that God provided food for hundreds ot thousands ot Israelites in the desert; but we cannot appreciate the truth t hat, when a sparrow is hungry, God stoops down and opens its mouth and puts the seed in. We are struak with the idea that God tills the universe with his presence, but ennnot understand how he encamps in the crystal palace of a dew drop, or Anas room to stand between the alabaster pillars of the pond lily. We can see God in the clouds. Can we see God in these flowers at Mir feet? We are apt to place Qod on some great stage or to try to do it expecting Him there to net out His stupendous projects, but we forget tbnt the llto ot a Cromwell, an Alexander or a Washington or an archangel is not more under divine inspection than your life or mine. Pompey thought there must be a mist over the eyes of God because lie so much favored Cssar. But there is no such mist. He sees everything. Vie say God's path is in the (treat waters. True enoui;li; but no more certainly than He is in the water in the glass on the table. We say God guides I be stars in their courses. Magnificent truth! But no more certain truth than that He decides which road or street you shall take In coming to church. Understand that Go 1 does not sit npon an indifferent or unsympathetic throne, but that He sits down beside you to-day, and stands beside me to-day, and do affair of our lives is so intigniflcant but that It is of import ance to God. In the first place, God chooses our occu pation for us. I am amazed to see how many people there are dissatisfied with the work they have to do. I think three-fourths wish they were in some olheroccupation, and they spend a great deal of time In reKretting thai thi'y got In the wrong trade or profession. '. want to tell you tha: God put into operation all the influences which led you to that par ticular choice. Many of you are not in the business that you expected to be in. Yoc started for the ministry and learned mer chandise; yoa started for the law and yoc are a pbysioiun; you preferred agriculture and you beeame a mechanic. Yoa thought one way; God thought another. But you ought not to sit down and mourn over tb past. You nre to remember that God arranged all these circumstances by whiob vou were made what you are. Hugh Miller says, 'I will be a stone mason;" God says, Ifou will be a geolo gist." Davi t goes out to attend his father's sheep: Go 1 calls him to govern a nation. Saul goes ont to bunt his father's asses, and before he gets back finds the crown of regal dominion. How much happier would we be if we were content with the places God gave ns! God saw your temperament and all the oircumstitnees by which you were surround ed, and I believe DinK-tentb9 ot you are in Ibe work you are Imst fitted for. I hear a great racket in my watch, nnd I find that j and the whls. and the Hng down to the jewe'er's and say, "Overhaul that watch and tench the wheels, and the spring, mid the hands to mind their own busiuess." You know a man having a large estate. He fathers his working hands in tha morning, and snys to one, "You go and trim that vine;" to another, "You go and weed those Bowers:" to another, "You plow that touch g!ebc; and each one goes to his par ticular work. The owner of the estate points the man to what he knows he can dc best, and so it Is with the Lord. I remark further that God has arranged the place of our dwelling. What particular ouy or town, it reel or nouse you snan live In seems to be a cere matter of accident Yoa go ont to hunt for a bouse, and you happen to pass np a certain street, and hap. pen to see a sign, and you select that bouse. Was it all happening so? UD. no! uoa guided you In every stop. He foresaw tht future, lie knew an your circumstances, and He selected Just that one house as bet ter for yoa than any of the 10.000 habita tions in the city. Our house, however bum ble the roof and however lowly the portals, is as near God's heart as an Alhambra or a Kremlin, Prove tt, you say. Proverbs ill., 33, "He blesseth the habitation of the just.'1 I remark further that God arranges all out frlen Iships. You were driven to the wall. Yon found a man just at that crisis who sym pathized with you and heljied you. Yon say, "How lucky I was!" There was nc iuck about It. God snt that friend just as certainly as He sent the angel to strengthen Christ. Your dom stie friends, your busi ness friends, vonr Christian friends. God sent them to bless yoa, and If any of them have proved traitorous, it is only to bring out tha value of those who remain. If some die, it is only that they may stand at the outposts if heaven to greet you at your coming. You always will have friends, warm heart ed friends, magnanimous friends, and when sickness comes to your dwelling there will be watchers. When trouble comes to your heart, there will be sympathizers. When aeatb comes there will Le gentle fingers to close the eyes and fold the baads and gentle lips to tell of a resurrection. Oh, ws are com passed by a bodyguard of friends! Every man, if he has behaved himself well, is sur rounded by three circles of friends those of the ontur circle wishing him well; those in the next circle willing to help him; while close up to his heart are a few wbo wonld die for him. God pity the wretch who has not my friends! I remark again, that God puts down the limit to our temporal prosperity. The world of finance seems to have no God in it. You cannot tell where a man will land. The affluent fall; the poor rise. The Ingenious fall; the Ignorant succeed. An enterprise opening grnndlv, shuts in bank ruptcy, while out of the peat dug np from some New England marsh the millionaire builds bis fortune. The poor man thinks It is chance tbnt keeps him down; tho rich man thinks it Is chance wnloh hoists him; and they nre lioth wrong. It is so hard to realize that God rules the money market, and has a hook in the nose of the stock gambler, and that all the commercial revo lutions of the world shall result in the very Vst for God's dear children. My brethren, do not kick against the divine allotments. God knows just how much money it is best for you to lose. Yoa never gain unless it is best for you to gain. You go up when it Is '.lest for you to go up and go down when It Is best tor vou to go nown. Prove if , you say. I will. Bomans will.. 2H, "All things work together for good to ihem that love God. ' You go into a fai.-tory and yoa see 20 or 80 wheels, and they are going in different dlreeiions. This hand ts rolHng off this way and another band another way; one down and another np. Yoa say. "What confusion in a factory!" Oh. no! all these different bands are only different parts or the machinery. So I go Into yonr life and we strange things. Here Is one providence pnll ing yoa one way and another in another way. Bat these sre differsjrt parts of one niar'jinerj tfj which He w i: advance your everlasting an 1 present well being. JNow yon know that a second mortRaije, and a third and fourth mortgage nre often worth noth'n-r. It is the first mortpasef hat Is a good investment. I have to tell yoa that every Christian man has a first mort gage on every trial, an I on every disaster, and it mnst make a psyment of eternal ad vantage to hissonl. How many worriments It would take out of your heart If yon be 'loved that fully. Yon buy goods nnd hope :he price will go np, bnt you am in a fret nd a frown for tear the price will go down, f ou do not hnv the goods n1ng yonr best Jlscrstion in the mntter, and then say: "Oh, Lord, I have done the best I could! I eom nlt this whole transaction into Thy hands!" That is what religion is good tor or it ia good for nothing. There are twothiugii, says an old proverb, you ought not to fret al-out first, thlnfrs that you can holp, and second, things which you cannot help. If you can holp them, why do you not apply the remedy? If yon cannot help them, you might :is well surren der first as List, My dear brethren, do not it any lunger moping about your ledger. Do not sit looking so despondingly upon vour stock of unsalable goods. i)o yoa dilnk that God is going to allow yon. a "hrislian man, to do business alone? Go.l n I he controlling partner in every Ann. nnd Olhough your debtors may nlwoond, al though your securities may (nil, nlthonirlt yonr store may bum, God will, out of an :nftjiily of results, choose for you tho very Jlest results. Do not have any idea thnt yon can over itep the limit that God has laid down for mr prosperity. You will never get ono neh beyond it. God has decided how much prosperity yoa can stand honorably arid em Idoy usefully and control righteously; and it the end or the year you will hare just so nanv dollars and cents, just so much ward robe, just so much furniture, just so many londs and mortgages, and nothing more. I will give you ilOO for every penny you get heyond that. God has looked over your life. He kuows what is bet for you, and ho is go ing coolers you in time, nnd Mess you for Bternily; nnd He will do it in the best wny. Your littlo 3hll 1 snys: "Pap i, I wish you would let me have that knife." So," you any, "it is a sharp knife and you will out yourself." H-says, must have it." "Bat you c.lnnot have it," you reply. He gets angry and red in the face, and says he will have it; but you say bestind not have it. Are you not kind in keeping it from him? Ho God treats His children, I say, "I wish, Heavenlv Father,togetthat," Go.fsiiys, '"No, my child." I say, must have it." God says, "You ennnot havo it." I get angry and say, "I will have it." God pays, '"You shall not bavo it;" and I do not get it. Is He not kind and loving and the best ot Fathers? io you tell me there is no rule and regulation In thesethlngs? Tell that to the men who b.t lieve In no God and no Bible. Tell it not to me! A limn of large business concludes to go our of his store, leaving much of his invest ments in tho buiue8s, and he savs to his sons: "Now, I am going to leave this busi ness in your hands. Porhap.s I may come hack in a little while, nnd perhaps not. While 1 am gone you will pleaseto look after affairs." After awhile the father comes back and finds everything at loose ends, and the whole business seems to be going wrong. lie says: "I am going to take possession of this business you know I never fully surren dered it and henceforth consider yourselves subordinates." is he not right in doing ii? He saves the business. The Lord seems to let as go on in life, guided by our own skill, and we make miserable work oi it. Uoil comes down to our shop, or our store, and says: "Things nre going wrong. I come to take charge. I am Maeterand I know what is best, and I proclaim my authority." Wo nre merely subordinates. It is like a boy at school with a long sum thnt ho cannot do. He has been working at it for hours, making figures here and rubbing out figures there, and it is all mixodup, ami the teacher, look ing over the boy's shoulder, knows that ho cannot get out of it, and cleaning the sinte, snys, "Begin again." Just so God does to us. Our affairs get into an Inextricable en tanglement, and lie rubs everything out and says. "Begin ngnin!" Is Ho not wise and 'oving in so doing? I think the trouble is that there is so large a difference between the divine and th 9 hu man estimate as to what is enough. I have heard of people striving for that which is enough, but I never heard of any one who bad enough. What God calls enough for man man call too little. Whut mau calls enough God says is too much. The differ ence between a poor man and a rich man is only the difference in banks. The rich mnn puts his money in the Washington bank, or ibe Central bank, or the .Metropolitan bunk, or some other bank of that character, wnilo tbe poor man comes up and makes his in vestments in the bank of Him who &uns nil the quarries, all the mines, all the gold, all the earth, all heaven. Do you think a man inn full when he is backed up like that? You may have seen a map on which if i escribed, with red ink, the travels of the shtldren of Is'ael through the desert to tbn promised land. You see how they took this and that direction, crossed that river ami wont through the sea. Do you know God has made a map of your life with paths lead ing up to this river and across that sen? But, blessed be God, the path always comes out at the promised land. Mark that! Mark that! There is a man who says, "That doctrine ;annot be true, because things do go so very wrong." I reply it Is no inconsistency on the part of God, hut a lack of understanding on our part., I hear that men are making very line shawls in somo factory. I go in on the first floor nnd see only the nw ma terials, and I ask, ''Are the ; the shawls I have heard about?'' "No," says the manu facturer. "Go up to the next lloor," and I go up, and there I begin to seo tho design. But the man says: "Do not stop here. Go up to the top floor of tho factory. ;i id you will see the idea fully carried out." 1 do so, and having come to the top, sen. the com plete pattern of nu exquisite M'...'."l. 8o in our life, standing down on a low level of Christian experience we do not understand God's dealings. He tet a us to go up higher and higher until we begin to understand the divine meaning with respect to us, and we advance uutil we stand at the very gate of heaven, and there see God's ilea nil wrought out a perfect idea of mercy, of love, of kindness. And we sav, Just and true are all my ways." It is all right at the top. Kemember thero is no inconsistency on the part ot God, but it Ls only our mental ind spiritual incapacity. Borne of you may be disnpointod this sum mer vacations are apt to be disappoint ments but whatever your perplexities and worriirents, know that "Man's heart d viseth his wny, but tbo Lord direetetli his steps." Ask these aged men in this cliuro i if it is not so. It has been so in mv own life. Oue summer I started for the Adirondack, but my plans wero so changed that I landed In Liverpool. I studied law and I got into :he ministry. I resolved to go ns a mission iry to China, and staid in the United States. I thought I would like to be in tlie oast, and I went to the west. All tho circumstances f life, all my work, different from thnt rhlch I expected. "A man's heart devisetU 'is way, but the Lord directeth his steps." Ho, my dear fr.ends, this rtny inke home his subject. Be content with such things ns fou have. From evury grass blade under four feet learn the lesson of divine care, and never let the smallest bird flit n"irss your path without thinking of the truth that two sparrows are sold for a farthing, ami one of them shall not fall on the ground withont y.jur Father. Blessed be His glorious namo Iorever." Amen. Fatal Collapse of m Itesevolr. By the collapse of the Goodrich reservoir near Baker City, Oregon, it. French, his wife and Ave children were drowned. It is sii id that an Englishman hns succeeded in photographing at one end of a wire objects exposed between two vacuum tubes at the other eti.l of the wire. Dr. Forbes Winslow, the eminent authority on insanity, says that when ever a person persists in telling the same story over and over, that person is crazy. Since 1872 about scvenly lines of rack railway, with a total length of 500 miles, have been built in differeot parts of the world. They are worked by 308 locomotives, the heaviest weighing seventy tons. -.i: V. .
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