Juniata sentinel and Republican. (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, August 19, 1896, Image 1

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    THE CONSTITUTION THE ONION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE UWN.
t BOHWEIER,
MIFFLINTOWN; JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. "WEDNESDAY. AUGUST J9. 18.
No. :w
VOL. L.
I
CHAPTER VII. Continued.)
Two or three members said they had
spoken to Cundall, and one that he bad
tal.i him he did not seem very nay, but
that he had replied in his usual pleasant
manner, that he was very well, but had
a good deal to occupy his mind.
It was some time nast two o'clock (the
club having a large number of members J
of Parliament on its roll, was a late one)
before the storm was over, and he rose to
go.
The hall porter was apparently the last
person who spoke to him alive, asking
him If he should call a cab, but receiving
for answer that, as the air was now so
cool and fresh, he would walk home
through the park, it being so near to
Urosvenor place.
The sentries who had been on duty at
and around St. James' Palace were inter
rogated, and the one who had been out
side Clarence House stated that he dis
tinctly remembered' a gentleman answer
ing Mr. Cundall's description passing bj
him into the park at about a quarter to
three.
It was raining slightly, and he had his
umbrella up. He saw a laborer, or me
chanic, walking some fifteen yards behind
him, and supposed he was going to his
arly work. 1
From the time Mr. Cundall passed this j
man until the policeman found him dead, ,
no one seemed to have seen him.
With the exception of the medical evi
dence, which stated that he had been
Ubbed to, and through, the heart by one
swift, powerful blow, that must have
caused instantaneous death, there was
little more to be told.
Judging from the state of the ground,
there had been no struggle, a fact which
would justify the idea that the murder
had been planned and premeditated.
The workman might have easily plan
ned It himself in the time he followed
him from outside his club to the time they
were in the park together, but he would
have had to be provided with au extraor
dinarily long knife, such as workmen rare
ly carry.
Ixrd Penlyn sat listening to the differ
ent opinions of men who had known Cun
dall. Amongst others, he noticed one young
man who was particularly grief-stricken,
and who was constantly apiiealed to by
those who surrounded him; and, on ask
ing a fellow member who he was, he
learnt that he vUs a Mr. Stuart, the secre
tary of his dead brother.
To-morrow," Peulyu heard him say,
and he started as he heard it, "I am go
ing to make a thorough investigation of
ill his papers. As far as 1 or his city
agents know, he hadn't a relation ia the
world; but surely his correspondence must
give us some idea of whom to communi
cate with. Aud, until this uioruiug, I
should have said he had not got au eueuiy
in the world, either."
"You think, then, that this dastardly
murder is the work of an enemy, and not
for mere rohlwryY" the gentleman asked
Who hud brought him into the club.
-I am sure of it! As to the workman
who is supposed to have done it well, if
he did duit, he was only a workman iu
disguise. No! he had some enemy, per
haps some one who owed him money, ot
whose path he had been .enabled, by his
wealth to cross, and that is the man who
killed him. Anil I am going to tind thai
man out."
Penlyn sat there, and as he heard Stu
art utter these words he felt upon what a
precipice he Mood.
Sjppose that, in the papers which were
at-out to be ransacked, there should be
any that proved that Waller Cundail was
his eldest brother, and that he, Penlyn,
had only learned it two days before he
was murdered. "
Would not everything point to him as
the Cain who had slain his brother, and
was he not making upiaruiies worse
against him by keeping silence?
He must tell some one; he could keep
the horrible secret no longer. And he
must have the sympathy of some one
dear to him; he would confide in Ida!
Surely, she would not believe him to be
the murderer of his own brother! Yes,
he would go dow n to Kellnoiit and tell
her all. lie tier it should come from hiin
than that Stuart should discover it, and
publish it to the world.
"I hope you may tind him out," several
men said in answer to Stuart's exclama
tion. "Is there any e'.ew likely to" be got
at through the wound i"
"No." Stuart answered, "I think not.
Though the surgeon who has examined
It says that it was made by no ordinary
knife. The dagger, he thinks, must have
been semi circular, and of n kind the
Arabs often use. especially the Algerian
Arabs."
"I never knew that!" said one; "but
then I have never been to Algiers. Who
has? Here. Penlyn. you were there once,
weren't you':"
"Yes," Penlyn said, and his tongue
seemed to cleave to the roof of his mouth
as he uttered the words: "but I never saw
or heard of a knife or nagger of that de
scription." Stuart looked at Kord Penlyn as he
spoke, and noticed the faltering way iu
which he did so.
Then, in a moment, the thought flashed
toto his mind that this was the man who
bad won the woniau wh im his generous
friend and patron had loved. .
Could he but no, the idea was ridicu
lous! He was the w inner, Cundall .the
loser. Successful men had no reason to
kill their unsuccessful rivals!
CIIAPTEK VIII.
After a wretched night spent in tossing
bout his bed, iu dreaming of the mur
Jered man and in lying awake wondering
bow he could break the news to Ida, Lord
Penlyn rose with the determination of
going down to Itelmont.
"How ill you look!" Smerdon said, when
6e saw him. "What is the matter':"
"Matter?" the other answered. "Is
there not matter cnouirh to make me look
dl? I have told y;i that ("uiidall is dead,
slid you know how lie died."
"Is there any trace of the murderer?
"None w hatever, up to last . night.
Meanwhile, his friend and secretary, Mr:
Stuart, s.ii's that he is confident that
:!ie munler was committed by some one
who had reason to wish hiin out of the
way. and l.e is going through his pape-s
to-day to see if any of them cam throw
any light on such an enemy."
"He cannot, I suppose, find anything
that can do yon any harm?"
"Supposing he finds those certificate
tie showed ua?"
"Supposing he does! Ton are lord
Penlyn now, at any rate. And it would
give yon an opportunity of potting in a
claim to his property. You are hia heii,
Jf hg baa Jeft no will." .
-I -'.v - ii
"His heir! To all his immense wealth?
"Certainly."
"I shall never claim it, and I hope he
has destroyed every proof of our rela
tionship." "Why?"
"WhV Because will not the fact that
I held a position which belonged to him.
and was the heir to all his money of
which I never thought till this moment
give the world cause for suspecting "
"What?"
"That I am his murderer." .
"Nonsense! I Buppose you could prove
where you were at the time of bis death?"
"No, I could not. I entered the hotel
at two, but there waa not a creature iu
the house awake. I could hear the por
ter's snores on the floor above, and there
is not a living soul to prove whether I
was in at three or not. But this secret
must be told by me, and I am going to
Belmont to-day to tell it to Ida."
"You must be mad, I think!" Stnerdon
said, speaking almost angrily to him.
"This secret, which only came to light a
week ago, is now buried forever, and,
since he is dead, can never be brought op
again. For what earthly reason aboold
you tell Miss Kaugutou anything about
it?"
"Because she ought to know," the other
answered weakly. "It is only right thai
she should know."
"That you were not Ixird Penlyn when
you became engaged to her, but that you
are now. And that Cundall being your
brother, you must mourn him as a broth
er, and consequently your marriage must
lie postponed for at least a year. Is that
what you mean?"
Lord Petilyn started.
This had never entered into his head,
and was certainly not what he would
have meant or desired. Postponed for a
year! when he was dying to make her his
wife, when the very thought that his
brother might step in aud interrupt his
marriage had been the cause of his bru
tality of speech to him.
Smerdon was right, his quick mind had
grasped what he would never have
thought of quite right! he would do well
to say nothing about his relationship to
the dead man.
It is remarkable how easily we agree
with those who show us the way to fur
ther our own ends!
"I never thought of that," he said, "and
I could not bear it. After all," he went
ou weakly, "you are right! 1 do not see
any necessity to say anything about it,
anil he himself forbade me to do so."
"And for Ida's sake you will uot du
so?"
"For Ida's sake, and for the reason that
I do uot wish his money, I shall not; and
more especially UiT the reason that you
have shown me our marriage would be
postponed it I did so."
"Then when you go to Belmont, be
careful to hold your tongue."
Lord Penlyn did go to Kelmont, having
previously sent a telegram saying he was
coming, and he traveled down in one of
the special trains that was conveying a
contingent of fashionable racing people
to the second day at Ascot.
But their joyousness. aud the interest
that they all took in the one absorbing
subject, "What would win the Cup?"
only made him feel doubly miserable.
And then, when they were tired of dis
cussing the racing, they turned to the
other gre'at subject that was now agitat
ing people's minds, the murder in St.
James' Park.
"He stood in some ons j?ht " one
gentleman said, whom, from b ar-
nee. Lord Peulyn took to be a barrawer,
"and that person has ettner removed him
from this earth, or caused him to tie re
moved. I should not like to be his heir,
for on that man suspicion will undoubt
edly fall, unless he can prove very clearly
that he was miles away from London on
Monday night."
Penlyn started as he heard these words.
His heir!
Then it would be on him that suspicion
would full if it was ever known that he
was the heir; and, as he thought that,
among his brother's papers, there might
be something to prove that he was iu such
a position, a cold sweat broke out upon
his forehead.
When he saw the girl he loved so much
rise wan and pale from the couch ou
which she haxl been seated, waiting for his
coming, his heart sank within him.
How- she must have suffered! he
thought. What au awful blow Cundall's
'death must have been to her to make her
look as she looked now, as she rose and
stood before him!
"My darling Ida!" he said, as he went
toward her and took her iu his arms and
kissed her. "how ill and sad you look!"
She yielded to his embrace and returneo
his kiss, but it seemed to him as if her lips
were cold aud lifeless.
'"Oh, Cervase!" she said, as she sank
back to the couch wearily, "oh. Gervase!
you do not know the horror that is upon
me. And it is a double horror, because at
the time of his death I knew of it!"
"What!" he said, springing to bis feet
from the chair be had taken beside her.
"What!"
"I saw it all," she said, looking at him
with large, distended eyes, eyes made
lotibly large by the hollows round them.
"I saw it all, only "
'Only what, Ida?"
"Only it was in a dream! O dream that
I had, almost at the very hour he was
treacherously stabbed to death."
As she spoke she leant forward a little
toward him, with her eyes still distended;
leant forward, gazing into his face; and as
she did so he felt the blood curdling iu his
veins!
"This," he said, trying to speak calmly,
"is madness, a frenzy begotten of youi
state of mind at hearing "-
"It is no frenzy, no madness," she said,
speaking iu u strauge, monotonous tone,
and still with the intent gaze in her hazel
eyes. "No. it is the fact. On that night
that night of death he stood before uie
once again and bade me farewell forever
In this world, and then I saw his mur
derer spring upon him, and "
"And that murderer was?" her loveo
Interrupted, quivering with excitement
"Unhappily, I do not know not yet, at
least, but I shall do so some day." - She,
had risen now, and was standing before
him pale and erect. The long white peig
noir that she wore clung to her delicate
supple figure, making her look unifsually
tall: and she appeared to her lover like
some ancient classic figure vowing ven
geance on the guilty. As she stood thus,
with a fixed look of, certainty on her face,
and prophesied that tome day she should
know the man who had done this deed,
she might have been Cassandra come
back to the world again.
. "Hia face was shrouded," she went on,
"as ail murderers shroud their faces, I
think: but his form 1 knew. I am think
ing I have thought and thought for hours
by day and night where I have seen
that form before. And in some unex
pected moment remembrance will come to
me."
"And then?" Penlyn interrupted.
"And then, if I compass it, his life
shall be subjected to such inspection, hia
every action of the past examined, every
action of the present watched, that at
last he shall stand discovered before the
world!" She paused a moment, and again
she looked fixedly at him, anil then she
said: "You are my future husband; do you
know what I require of you before I be
come yonr wife?"
"Love and fidelity, Ida, la it not? And
have you not that?"
"Yes," she answered, "but that fideli
must be tried by a strong test. You mu. .
go hand in hand with me in my search
for his murderer, you must never falter,
in your determination to find him. Will
you do thia out of your love for me?"
"I will do it," Penlyn answered, "out of
my love for yon."
She held out her hand cold as marble
to him, and he took it and kissed It.
But as he did so, he muttered to himself:
"If ahe could only know; if she could only
know."
Again the Impulse was on his lips to tell
her of the strange relationship there was
between him and the dead mun, and again
he let the impulse go.
In the excitement of her mind would
he not Instantly conclude that he wai
the slayer of his dead brother, of the man
who had suddenly come between him anil
everything he prized iu the world ? And.
to support him in bis weakness, was there
not the letter of that dead brother en
joining secrecy? So he held his peace!
'I will do it, he said, "out or my love
for you; but, forgive uie, are you not tak
ing au unusual interest iu him, sad as his
death was?"
"No." she answered. "No. He loved
me; I was the only woman in the world
he loved he told me so ou the first night
he returned to England. Only I had no
love to give him iu return; it was gl-?n
to you. But I liked and respected him,
and, since he came to me in my dream on
that night of his death, it seems that on
uie should fall the task of finding the
man who killed him."
She had bidden him do the very thing
of all others that be would least wish
done, bidden him throw a light upon the
past of the dead man, and bud out all
bis enemies and friends.
She had told him to do this, while there.
In his own heart, was the know ledge of
the long-kept secret that the dead man
was his brother the secret that the dead
man had enjoined ou him never to di
vulge. What was he to do? he asked himself.
Which should be obey, the orders of his
murdered brother, or the orders of bis
future wife?
He rose after these reflections nnd told
her that he was going back to Loudon,
And she also rose, and said:
"Yes, yes; go back at once! Lose no
time, not a monieut. Remember, you
have' promised. You will keep your prom
ise, 1 know." .
He kissed her, and muttered some
thing that she took for words of assent,
ami prepared to leave her.
He reached his house early in the even
ing, and the footman handed him a letter
that had been left by a messenger but
a short time before. It ran as follows:
"Urosvenor Place, June 12, IS.
"My Lord In searching through tin
papers of my late employer, Mr. Walter
Cundall, I have come across a will 'ua.le
by him three years ago. By it, the whole
of his fortune and estates are left to you.
your name and the title beiug carefully
described. I have placed the will in the
hands of Mr. Fordyce, Mr. Cundall's so
licitor, from whom you will doubtless hear
shortly.
"Your obedient servant,
"A. STL ART.
"The Rt. Hon. Viscount Penlyn."
That was all; without one word of ex
planation or of surprise at the manner
in which Walter Cundall's vast wealth
had been bequeathed.
Lord Penlyn crushed the letter in his
hand when he read it, and, as he threw
himself into a chair, he moaned:
"Everything must be known, everything
discovered; there is no help for it! What
will Ida think of me now? Why did 1
hot tell her to-day.' Why did I uot tell
her?"
(To be continued.)
E Iwln Arnold's Marveloutt Memory.
At the Walt Whitman fellowship
dinner In New York recently MaJ. J.
B. Pond, speaking of a visit which be
made with Sir Edwin Arnold to Walt
Whitman shortly before Whitman's
death, said: "We bud a very pleasant
chat, and as we rose to go Walt Whit
man presented to Sir Edwin and to
tne a volume of his "Leaves of Crass,"
that had Just been republished. 1
opened the volume, which, you know.
Is of several hundred pages, and began
reading aloud a random line. Sir Ed
win stopped me. 'Let me go on from
there,' said be, and he took up the line
and without a break recited the whole
poem. 'Try uie anywhere,' said Sir
Edwin. I did so, nnd not once, no mat
ter how obscure the poem, did he fail
to give every line of It correctly, I
wonderingly following him with the
book before me. That Is the way 1
know your poems,' said Sir Edwin to
Walt Whitman, when he had fiuished
the test."
Congressman Robert Adams Jr., of
Philadelphia, Hitt of Illinois ami
Wheeler of Alabama, have been up
pointed by Speaker Reed regents of
the Smithsonian Institution.
Au ounce of good gelatin is always
tntflcient to a yuart of liquid for an
lesicrt.
It is hard for a haughty man ever to
forgive one who has caught him at
fault.
'One soweth andsnolher reaped)'
is a verity which applies to evil as wel
as good.
It may be more honorable to tell a
man bis faults to his face, but it is
safer to tell them to his neighbor.
Everything comes to the man that
waits, except, of course, to the fellow
who does not advertise.'
Honesty education and politeness are
what make the p rfect gentleman.
A dandy is an individual whose use
fulness in this world depends entirely
upon the fit of his clothes.
Not only to say the right thing in
the right place, but, far more difficult,
to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the
tempting moment
Make companions of yonr children,
get their confidence; this ia the best
protection against evil associations.
There is nothing little to tne rea'ly
real in spirit
TWO CUBAN NUISANCES.
ITenomoaa Crawler, tkat Haks Thins.
Unpleasant.
With the coming of the raina In the
tropics, many of the Insects and smaller j
reptiles which 11 vo out of doors In tho" I
tlry season seek shelter In the country I
bouse, and beneath stacks of rane and I
trash. While bites and stings from in
sects are rarety reponeu, sun iney arw
more frequent than one would believe.-!
Of those which do not often trouble
mankind much north of the latitude of
w m
Havana are the chigoe, or "Jigger."
which burrows beneath one's toe-nails
and lays eggs which develop festering
sores; the scorpion and the centlped.
In Cuba the scorpton develops into a
pest, especially In the country districts;
and, together with the centlped. Is a
foe with which the Spanish soldiery
are compelled to reckon. Both the
centlped and si-orplon bide beneath rot
ten wood, the "trash" of the yard and
caneneld and fallen leaves. The bite
of neither Is sufficient to cause deatlj
iu au adult, but many children have
been killed by them In every Island of
the West Indies.
These two are the worst, ard It would
seem as though they were endowed
with almost superhuman Instincts, for
they appear at times and in places
when and, where least expected. The
centlped moves with the rapidity of a
streak of light, leaving behind it if It
traverses the limb or body of a hutnun
being its venomous track punctured in
the skin. Its punctures axe from the
front pair of legs, which have poison
ducts or glands; but Its bite Is worse
than these, and sufficient to cause vio
lent fever in a grown person. With its
fiat, glistening body, its scores of legs
twinkling like the mischief, aud Its
rapid motions, it seems the embodi
ment of evil as it Is.
The island of Cuba Is almost as free
A cudajt BooRriox.
from poisonous snakes as Is" Ireland,
and the only annoying pests are those
mentioned. One miht stay In the
Island for months and years without
being bitten, the cities, as Havana and
Santiago, not being Infested.
ADOPTS AMERICAN MODES.
Wife of New Japanese M in Inter Has
Discarded Native Ureas.
Among the recent additions to diplo
matic circles In Washington are Min
ister Hoshl of Japan aud his wife.
Muie. Iloshi is about 33 years of age
and of the most pleasing personal ap-
i pea ranee. She Is short, probably 4
feet 10 inches In height. Her dark
hair is very abundant, her large brown
eyes are soft, yet bright, and her com
plexion Is clear and rosy. In dress,
her costume Is that of the American
woman, yet as she has only recently
laid aside her native gowns, her ward
robe of western robes Is limited. She
has placed herself in the hands of a
tutor. In order to master the Intricacies
of the English languago, and by next
winter will no doubt be able to pre
side at a tea in the most approved style,
as far as conversational ability Is con
cerned. Mine. Hoshl has been married ten
years, but there is only one child In the
JAPAKESS MINISTER AND FAMILY.
family, a boy of 6 years of age. His
name Is Hoshl Klkaru, and he is a
bright little fellow, wandering about
tbe house iu evident loneliness for his
many playmates in the East. Tbe wife
of the minister is a fine musician and
4evor.es much of her time to that art.
A Who Word to Mothers.
Whan the school days are finished
and the home-coming over, many girls
are more or less discontended In the
home because there seems no special
place for them to till. Iu school they
have had duties and occupations, and
have become accustomed to regular
hours of employment.
Wise Is the mother who at this try
ing time Is willing to make a place iu
the bouse for the little would-be re
former, or tbe enthusiast who would
like to put into practice some way her
Ideas of bouse keeping and home-making.
Let the new ways and the new
ideas be tried, and show some hospi
tality to them and some sympathy tv
ther rlews than your own.
A division of labors and responsibil
ities is a happier way of meeting the
difficulty than a giving up and over
of one' Ideas and domain to the per
haps overzealous yonng woman who
should hare gained tact and sympathy
and some knowledge of how to lira
happily with others if her sehool days
have been of any value. Encourage
her to use her gifts, not only In her
own home, but for oth.rs. The New
York Evening Post says that the girl
who has plenty of roam for expansion
In her own horns la nraaliy the least
anxions ts try home-making under an
other roof.
warning vo whisky drinker
Craaada Aajainat Ftron Potattona In
auatnrated by a Kentucky Druggist.
Probably the bravest man In the Uni
ted States is a druggist doing business
In NIcholasvtlle, Ky. Ills name Is Jas.
V. Gordon, aud he has fitted up In the
front of bis drug store what he calls
a poison window, and a bottle of the
corn Juice dear to the Kentucky heart
Is there. The window Is a grewsom
thing. It la a whole-course of lessons
to the man who wants to commit sut
clile. In the middle, white and grin
ning, is a skull. Clutched In Its teeth
Id the deadly cigarette, an ash clinging
at Its tip. At Uie right of the skull Is
the bottle filled with the good corn
Juice of the Kentucklan's daddies. At
Its left Is a bottle of port wine. Scat
tered about in the foreground are cards,
dice and poker chips.
The rest of the window Is filled wiU.
mull jars containing liquid poisons and
papers upon which are heaped powder-.-
WHISKV AMONO TBE POISONS.
enough of various sorts to end the trou
bles of a regiment. Every article is
labeled, from the cigarette to the prus
slc add, and to prevent an possible
misunderstanding of his meaning Mr.
Gordon has fronted the whole deadly
collection with a startling sign, which
reads: "Every article In this window
Is poison."
A PERILOUS FEAT.
fhree Wheelmen Perforin Foolhardj
Antic, on the Btarncca Viaduct.
Three New Y'ork wheelmen, en route
to Chicago, a few days since rode at a
rapid pace across the coping of the
great Starucca viaduct at Lnnesboro,
Pa. .When in the center of the struc
ture they waved their hats at a picnic
party below, which watched their fool
hardy antics with breathless interest.
The breaking of a portion of a wheel
or the swerving of a few Inches and
A foolhardy feat.
the rider would have been hurled down
Into the fields below, a distance of over
100 feet. Tbey were tbe first venture
some riders to perform the hare
brained exploit.
Towed by a Deer.
The shores of the great Lake Chelan,
In Washington, one of the most pictur
esque and remarkable bodies of water
In America, abound In game. In some
places the lake Is so narrow that a deer
may swim It. A paper published at
Chelan, at tbe foot of tbe lake, tells how
a young man named Alan Koyce recent
ly made the capture of a deer in tbv
water.
Boyce saw the deer from the shore,
swimming across the lake. Though the
chase seemed hopeless, as he had no
gun wtth him, Koyce got Into a boat and
rowed after the animal. He soon saw
that the deer was making twitter time
than he was, but. In the language of
yachtsmen, If he could not outfxt the
animal, he had some chance cf "out
pointing" it.
So he rowed across the course of the
deer, forcing the creature to waver.
Then he rowed so as to cut off the new
course; and after a while, by heading
first one way and then another, he
came alongside the frightened creature,
and with a quick movement seized It
by the tall.
Thoroughly frightened, the animal
swam faster than ever, and made
straight for the shore. Royee got into
the bow of his boat and held fast to
tbe tail; he was drawn through the
water much faster than he could have
rowed.
Meantime his pursuit of the deer bad
attracted the attention of Mr. J. -A.
Green on the shore. Blr. Green got a
rifle and came out in another boat tn
meet them. Coming quite near he fired
at the deer and killed It, ending the
spirited chose. It turned out to be
very large and fine buck.
Coax a Etnbborn Horse.
Some horses will stubornly refuse t
take the bit. A boy with a Shetland
pony hit upon a novel method of in
ducing a stubborn animal to allow of
inserting the bit In Its mouth. He kept
a vial of molasses on a shelf In the
stall, and rubbed a few drops on the bit
every time he put the bridle on th
pony. After a while the pony asso
ciated the molasses with the bit, and
as horses are fond of sweets, he showed
less reluctance as he was thus reward
ed every time he submitted. K4ndnes
conquered In hia cafSj, and the sugges
tion of a little molasses on the bit Is on
that mar be followed.
The siost tautea about summer girl
this year seems to be the one whose
profile appears on a silver dollar.
Wil oats cost as mnoh as ever, la
pHs of the fact that freaytklryi
haa beea greatly rsitiesA la mtcs.
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25 -1- Site? r k v
REV. DR. TALMAGE.
The Eminent Divine's Sunday
Discourse.
Subject: "Reformation of Habits.
Txxt: "When shall I awake? I will seel
It yet again."
With an insight into hnttan nntnrs pnh
rs no other mna evi-r reached. Solomon, ia
my text, ekf tfties th mental operation ol
one who, having stepDed aside from Hu
rath of rectitu.te. deal res to return. Witt
n wish for o nethini; better h says: "Who
Rball I awake? When shall I comft out ol
this horrid niuhtir.am of iniquity!'" Bui
seized upon by uneradieated habit, and
forced down hill by h a passions, ho crif
out: "I will seek it yet again. I will try it
once more."
Our libraries are adorned with an elegant
literature pointing out all the dangers and
perils of life comp!te maps of tho voyage.
Showing nil the rooks, the quicksands, th
shoals. But supposea maa hrisalr idvmal
shipwreck; suppose he is already off th
tract; suppose he bas already gone astray
how is bo to sret back? That is a field com
paratively nntonched. I propose to address
myself this evening to snoh. There a-ethos
in tills au litiice wao, with every pn-sion of
their agonizad soul, are ready to hear this
discussion. They compare themselves with
what i hey were, ton years ago, and cry out
from tho boa lage in which they are incar
cerated. Habit fs a fast master. As long as wa
obny it it does not chastise us; but let us re
sist, nnd we find wo are to be lashed With
scorpion whips mid hound with ship cable
an I thrown into thetrnlc of bone-hraaking
Juggernauts. During the war of 1812 then
was n ship set ou lire just above Niagara
Falls, and thc-n, cut loose from Its moorings,
it came on down through the night, and
tossed ovrtr the falls. It was said to have
been n scone brilliant beyond all descrip
tion. Well, there are thousands of men on
fire of evil hnbit, cominar down through tbe
rapids, an 1 through the awful night of
temptntion, toward the eternal plunge. Oh,
how hard it Is to arrest them! God only can
Hrrest them.
Suppose a man, after live, or ten, or twenty
years of evil doing resolves to do right.
Why. ail the forces of darkness re allied
against him. Ho cannot sleep nights. He
gets down ou his knees in the midnight, and
cries. '-Ood help me!" He bites his Hp; bs
griuds his teeth; he clenches bis fist in a
detenninat inn to keep his purpose. He dare
not look at the bottles in the windows of a
wine store. It Is one long, bitter, exhaus
tive, hand-to-hand flitht with an inflamed,
tantalizing and merciless habit. When he
thinks he Is entirely free the obi inclination,
pounce upon him likea pack of hounds, with
their muzzles tearing awav at the flanks ol
one poor reindeer. In P.tristhere is a sculp
tured representation of Bacchus, the god ot
reve r. He is riding on a panther at full
leip. Hi, how suggestive! Let every one
who is speeding on had ways understand he
is not riding a docile aud well broken steed,
but he is riding a monster, wild and blood
thiivty, going at a death leap.
How many there are who resolve on a bet
ter lire, and say. "When shall I awake?" but.
seized on by their old habits, cry, "I will
try it ouck more. 1 will seek it yet again."
Years ago tht ro were some Princetou stu
dents who were skating, and tlieieewal
very thin, and some one warned the com
pany bek from the air bole, and flnallj
warned them entirely to leave the place,
Hut one yonng mnn, with bravado, after al
the rest hud stopped, cried out. "One round
more!" He swept around and went down,
and was bronglit out. . a corpse. My friends,
there are thousands and tens of thousand!
of men losing their souls in that way. It b
he "one round more."
If a man wants to return from evil praoi
ticcs. soeiety repulses him. Desiring to re
form ho says, '-Now I will shake off my old
n-soeintes and 1 will find Christian com
p:iiiionship." And ho appears at the churot
door some Sabbath day and the usher greetl
him with a look as much as to say, "Why
you here! You are the last man 1 ever ez
peeled to see at church! Come, take thli
feat right down by the door," instead of say
ing, "'Hood morning! I am glad you art
here. Come, I will give you a first-rate seat
right up by the pulpit." Well, the prodigal,
not yet discouraged, eutersa prayer meeting
and some Christian man, with more zeattbai
common sense, says, "Olud to Bee you; th
dying thief was s ived aud I suppose there ii
mercy for you." The young man, disgusted
chilled, throws himself on his dignity, re
solved he will never enter the house of Ood
again.
Perhaps not quite fully discouraged about
reformation, he sidles up by some highly re
spectable mnn he nsed to know, going down
tbe street, ami immediately the respsstable
man has an errand down some other street.
Well, the prodigal, wishing to return, takes
gome member of a Christian association by
tbe hand, or tries to. The Christian young
man looks at him, looks at the faded apparel
anti ine marKs oi dissipation; instead of glv
iug lii in a warm grip of tbe band, he offer,
him the tip ends of the long fingers of the
left hand, which is equal to strikiug a man
in the face. Oh! how few Christian peopl
understnn I how much force and gosp-l
there is in a good honest handshaking.
Sometimes, when you have felt the need of
encouragement, and some Christian man ha.
taken you heartily by the baud, bavs you
not felt thrilling through every fibre of your
body, mind and soul un encouragement that,
was just what you uueded? You do not know)
anything at all about this unless you know
when a man tries to return from evil course,
he runs against repulsions innumerable.
We say of some man, he lives a block or
two from the church, or half a mile from the
church. There are people in our crowded
cities who liveathoiisaud miles from church
Vat deserts of indifference betweem tbem
nnd the house of Ood. The fact is, we must
keep our respectability, though thousands
and tens ot thousands parish. Christ sot
with publieans and sinners. But if there,
comes to the houseof Ood a man with marks'
of dissipation upon him, the people almost
throw up their hands in horror, as much as
to say. "isn't it shocking!" How thesa
dainty, fastidious Christians in all our
churches are going to gut intobeaven I don't
know, unless they have an especial train of
cars, cushioned and upholstered, each one a
car to himself. They cannot go with publi
cans and sinners.
Oh! ye who curl your Hp of scorn at the
fallen, 1 tell yonr plainly, if you had been
surrounded by the same influences, instead
of sitting to-day amid the cultured, and the
refined aud tbe Christian, you would bava
been a crouching wretch, covered with tilth
and abomination. It is not because you are
any better, but because the merov of God has
protected you. Who are you that, brought
up in Christian circles and watched by Chris
tian parentage, you should be so hard on tht
fallen?
First of all, my brother, throw yourself on
Ood. Oo to Him frankly and earnestly and
tell Him these habits you have, and ask Him
if there is any help in all the resources of
omnipotent love to give it to you. Do not
go witb a long rigmarole people call prayer,'
made np ot "oils" and "ahs" and "forever
and ever, ameus!" Oo to Ood and cry for
help! help! help! and if you cannot cry for
help, just look and live.
I remember in the late war, I was at
antietam, and I went into tbe hospitals af
ter the battle and said to a man: "Where
are you hurt?" He made no answer, but
Leld up his arm, swollen and splintered. I
saw where he was hurt. The simple fact is,
when a man has a wounded soul, all he has
to do U to hold it up before a sympathetic
Lord and get it healed. It does not take any
lonu prayer. Just hold up the wound. Ob,
it is no small thing when a man is nervous
and weak and exhausted, coming from his
evil ways, to feel that Ood puts two omnip
otent arms around him and says: "Young
man, I will stand tiv you. The mountains
may depart, and the hills be removed, but X
rill never fail you."
Blessed be Ood for such a gospsl as this.
"Cot tbe siloes thin." said the wife to tht
husband, "or there will not be enough U
go all around for the children; out the slioel
thin." Blessed be Ood there is a fall lost
for every one that wants it. Bread enougl
and ' to spare. No thin slices at the Lord't
table. I rumamher when the Master Street
Hospital in Philadelphia was opened daring
the war, a tel-gram came saying, 'Tbers
wid be three hundred wounded men to-night:
jajaa mm.r of them; ana from
n some twenty ot
tuny meu and women to look after these
iwor wounded fellows. As they onus, som
irom one part of the laud, some from an-
nlli.r no nnn ms!?a-1 fvliMth,.!- thia man c-a .
from Oregon, or from Massachusetts, or from !
Aliiiuesota. or from New York. There was a '
woun le I soldier, and tbe only question was
now to take off the rags the most gently,
aud put on the tiandag-i. and alministerthe
cordin1. And when a soul comes to OoJ, He
does not ask where you came from, or what
your ancestry was. Healing for all your
woun Is. Pardon for all your guilt. Com
fort for all your troubles.
Then, also, I counsel you if you want to
ret bnck to quit all your bad associations.
O-ie unholy lntimaoy wilt fill your soul with
moral distemper. Ia all the ages of tne
church them has not ben an Instance whr3
a man kept one evil avs rriate and was re
formed. When a man delibenitoiy chooses bad as-
poeiat on b -cause he likes it, that man has
started on the ro.i 1 down. Oh, I do not care
what you call it, lint association will des
poil your fcoul. After you are destroyed,
body, iniud and soul, what will they do for
you? what will they do for your family? They
will not give one cent to support your chil
tren after you are dead. Tli y will not weep
one tear at your burial. They will chuckle
ver your damnation.
I had a rare friend at the West. He was
fnlt of welcome when I went thereto live.
Hi ha I solan II I persons' appearance. There
fs not a itran ler looking person iu this house
lo-unytnau lie was: an i totals grand per
sonal appearance be added all geniality and
HI Kin-mess of soul tender as a child,
br-amiful and loving nature, and I loved
him as a brother; but I saw ev.l people coin
ing up around him, evil men coming up
from bad places of amusement, and they
eixe-l hold of h's social and genial nature,
nnd they b'gan to drug hiin down, and bo
went further and further.
I used to any to him. "Now, why don't you
'top these bad hablMnn l become n Cbris
lan?" for I talked with him Just as I would
talk with a brother, aud he understood me,
and 1 understood blm. I said, "Why dou't
you give np these things and become. Chris
tian V" "Ob." he said to me one day, lean
ing over his counter just after I boil osKed
him for a hundred dollars to belp educate a
young man for the ministry, and he bad
given me the money before I bad the story
half told "if it will do the young man any
good, here Is a hundred dollars." Kight
after that couveisation I said, "'Sow, you
are a splendid fellow; why don t you giv.
up vour bad habits and be a Christian?
"Oil," be said, as the tears rari down hi.
cheets, "I can't. I should like tobeaCtiris
linn. You see, I have got these habits on m
BO. sir. I can't get rid of them. I have beeuj
going wrong longer than you would think
for, and I can't stop."
sometimes, in tne moments ot repentnn -e,
lo would go to his home aud embrace bis.
little girl of eight years convulsively to his''
heart, and he would cover her with adoru
oeuts ami strew toys and pictures all about
ber. and then from her beautiful presence
tho beautful presence of bis little child h3
would go to tne intoxicating cup, and to tbe
house of shame, as a foot to the correction
itocks; and there these b 1 men k ipt pus fl
ing bun on, a ship, full-winged, crashing
into the breakers.
I was called to bis deathbed. I hastened.
and wheu I got into the room I was sur
prised to find him in full everyday dress, ly
ing on the top of the couch. I put out my
band and he greeted me very cordially. He
said: "Now, Mr. Talmage, sit down right
there." I sat down and ha said: "Last
night, just where you sit now, I saw my
mother, though she boa beea dead twenty
years yes, blr; just where you sit now she
sat. I couldn t bave been mistaken. I was;
as wide awake as I am now. She sat just
TTbere vnu sit. Wife, I wish von would take
these strings off that they are weaving
around me; I wish you would take them off;
they aanoy bm very muon tn this eonvers-,
Hon." I saw he was in delirium. His wife,
said: "There is nothing there, my dear; there
is nothing there."
Then he resumed the conversation, and
said: "Yes, my mother sat just where you
sit now. I knew ber. She ha 1 the same
spectacles, and tbe same cap nud tbe same
Hproc. and tne same dress. it must nave
been ber, just as she looked twenty years
ago she has beea dead now twenty ears.
And sitting there she said to me, "Koswell, 1
wish you would do tetter; and I got up out
of bed, and I knelt beside ber and said.
Mother. I wish 1 could I wish I could do
better; I would like to do better. Wou't you
help me? You used to belp me. Why can't
you belp me now, mother? Bat soon I
said, "Now we will pray." I knelt to pray.
He did not realize anything I said, 1 sup
pose. Then I got up and said "Good-byk
good-y!" That uighc be went to Ood. 1
Arcaugements for tbe obsequies were be
iug made, and they said, "Oil, it won't do to
bring him to the unuroh; he has been so dis
solute." I said, "Bring bim, bring blm; he
stood by me wuen he was alive, and I'll
stand by bim when be is dead. Bring him
intothe jbureb." Tbe Sabbath came. As I
stood ia the pulpit and saw his body coming
up the aisle, I felt as if I could weep tears of
blood. I stood there that day and I said,
:This man bad his v.rtues, and a good many
of them; be had his faults, and a good many
of them; but let that man In this afsembly
who is without sin cast tbe first stone on thia
ooffln lid."
On the one side of tbe pulpit sat the beau
tiful child, as radiant and sweet faced as any
child that sat at your table this morning.
She knew not the sorrows of an orphan
child; she was not old enough to realiz-i
them. Sometimes when I think of that awful
scene, bar face haunts me like a beautiful
face through a horrid dream. On the otbet
side of the pulpit sat the man who had de
stroyed bim. Tbey bud put the worm woo I
and the gall Into that orphan's cup. They
pushed him off the precipice. I stood tner
and told tbem that there was a Ood and s
judgment and a hell for those who destroyed
their fellows. Did tbey weep? Oh, no, not
one tear. Did thevsigh repeuilngly? Not out
sigh. Did they say, "What a pity that w(
destroyed him?" Oh, no. They eat nnd
gazed at the coffin as vultures at the carcaj
of a lamb whose heart they bad ripped out.
That nigbt.tbougb my friend lay in Oakwood
Cemetery, I beard afterward that these tteu
went right on with their Iniquities, destroy
Ing tbemselves and destroying others.
Gather up all the energies of body, mini
and soul, and appealing to Ood for success,
declare this day everlasting war against h!
drinking habits, all gaming practices, ail
houses of sin. Half-and-half work will
amount to nothing. It must ba a Waterloo.
Shriek back now, and you are lost! Push
on, and you are saved! A Spartan General
fell at the very moment of victory, but hj
dipped bis finger in bis blood and wrote oo
a rock, near which be was dying. "3part:
has conquered." Though your sirugirle tu!
get rid of sin may seem to be almost a de.atl
struggle, you can dip your finger iu
your own blood and write on the Rock ot
ages "Victory through our Lord Jusus
Christ!"
Ob, what glorious news it would be foi
tome of these young meu to send home to
:heir parents in the country! They g. to
the postotflne every day or to gee if there
tre auy letters from you. Ha anx ous
:hey are to hear! . Nothing would pleas
ibem half so mnoh as tho news yon miifht
lend home to-morrow that you bid given
our heart to God. 1 know how it is iu the
lountry. The night comes ou. Tne i-utlle
itand under the rack through which borst
be trusses of bay. The horsi s, just ha viae
risked upthrough the meadow ut the nieht
all, Bland knee deep iu the bright slr.i-a
:hat invites them to lie down ami rest. Tht
porch of the hovel is full of fowl. Iu tb
jld faun house at niulic no eandm ii
lighted, for the flam-s clap bands about tht
great I aokiog, nnd shako the h:H'w
group np and down the wa'l. Fathci
ind mother sit there for half an hour, sav
ng nothing. I win 1er what they are think
ne of! Atter a while tho fathr breaks the
dlence and says: "Wel1. I w mder where
ur bov is in town to-night?" And tb
n other answers: "In no had place. I war
ant yon; wo always could trust him whan
le was borne, and sines he ha been nwiy
here have been so many praveis offered for
lim we can trust him still." Then at 8
clock for tbey retire ely In tno coantry
-at 8 o'clock tbey kneet down and com
nend yon to thnt God who watches in eonn
ry and In town, on the land and on the
lea.
Some one said to a Grecian General:
What was tbe proudest moment ot yonr
lf?" Hs thought a moment, and said:
Tha proudest moment of my life was whn
I sant word nonw ro my parem m u i .
rained the victory." And the proudest and
sort kfIHw -"lafit la row lUt will be
moment when you can send word to
four parents In the country that yon have
tonquered your evil habits by the grace of
3od, and become eternnl vi-'tor.
Oh! despise not paternal anxiety. "
dme will oome when you have neither
"atber nor mother, and you will eo aroiiinL
:he place where they use I to watch you, and '
Bnd them gone from the house, nnd cone
Irom the field, and irone from the neighbor
hood. Cry as loud for forgiveness as vou
may over the mound in the churchyard th-v
will not answer. Dead! Dead! And then
you Will take out the white lock of hair thnt
was out from your mother's brow just before
tbey burled her, and you will take tha
ranewltn which your father used to walk,
and you will think and think, and wish that
yon had done just as then wanted von to,
and would rive the world it you had never
thrust a pang through their dear old hearts.
Ood pity the young man who his broneht
disgrace oa bis father s name! God pity the
young man who has broken his mother's
heart! Better If he had never boon born
better if. in the first hour of his life, lnsien l
of being laid against the warm bosom of ma
ternal tenderness, he had ben coffined nnd
sepulchred! There Is no hilm powerful
enough to heal the heart of one who has
brought parents to a sorrow'nl grave, and '
who wanders about through tin diml cem
etery, rendtne the hair nnd wringing '
bands, and crying: "Mother! mother!'" Oh.
thnt to-.lav, by all the memories or the past,
and by all the hopes of the future, vou
would yield your heart to Oi l! Mav your
father's God and your mother's God bo
your God forever!
HAZIN3 AT WEST POINT.
Cadet Rand Receives w Sentence Tint
Mav Stop the CuMntn.
According to Information receive 1 n the
War Department, hazing at the West Po-nt
Military Academv ha received n he.ivy blow.
The court martial which tried Cadet Elliott
H. Rand for compelling "Plb-i" Harris and
Neely to stand on their toot, rnaehed a ver
dict Saturday afternoon. It sentenced H ind
to one veur's confinement, with a depriva
tion of all privileges, including the three
month s furlough next year. After the ca
dets return to barracks Rand will also be
obliged to walk a tour of guard duty every
Saturday afternoon, while the rest of the
cadets ere at liberty.
Rand's severe sentence has struck terror
iotntbehearts ofall the would-behazers. The
evidence did not directly connect him with
the hazing of the two "nlebes," and ho made
a strong defense to substantiate his denial.
His sentence mav also interfere with his
lass standing. He Is at present at tho hen I
Df his class, but the hazing episode will seri
nly mar a hithorto unble nishod re.-orJ.
MERRILL PERISHED IN QUICKSAND
While
sinking He Direclel Men Who
Tried to Kesctie Ifiin.
Charles Merrill, a well-known citizen of
Burlington, Wis., was buried alive a few days
(go.
Mr. Merrill and others were digging a well
on a form three or four miies south of Bur
lington. The sides caved In and buried hi.n -up
to the shoulders. His companions en
deavored to dig blm out, wheu quicksand
was struck and the unfortunate mnn gradu
ally sank out of Tsight iu the pretence
bf the men, who were unable to assist him.
The body was recovered next morning, work
having been prosecuted a'l nicht by several
shifts of men. He was twonty-seveu years
of age and leaves a wife.
While Merrill's head was exposed he coolly
directed the men how to work la order to
rescue him, but tbe quicksand engulfed him.
A WATERMELON BUG.
hnnM Abwat ItnrUagtoo, K. J., fear
g the Entire Crop.
Benjamin D. Stedaker, a prominent farmer
living near Burliuglou, N. J., said that Iu
two weeks there wouldn't be a watermelon
or citron in the county, because of a para
lite that is rapidly killing the vines.
It is a smalt insect, uot uelike a ladyhiig
In appearance, and In a sinijejiight deposits
:housauds of eggs ou the under side of tlio
leaves It favors. It also leaves a gummy
substance which makes the plant look green
for a time, after which the leaves wither and
die.
The farmers around Burlington have tried
ivery means to save the vines, but nono
avail, and many are plowing up their
patches.
RUINED THE POSTGFFICH.
furner Tootc His Mail KUewiiere The
Government Arre-ted Him.
P. W. Turner, a rich .silk mauufa jturcr of
Turnersville, Conn., has bosu arrested and
hel l in 9500 ball for trial on the churgo of
running a private express for carrying mr.il
to the detriment of the postal service
Turner was postmaster at Turnersville up
to tbe time of the proseut Administration,
when the office was removed a thin) of a
tnile from Turner's famory. Turner objected
to the change, and without his hii-dries the
postotllce receipts were almost nothing.
Turner put his mail in the postal eir on the
Air Line. Tne Government broke up this,
and theu be took his mini lo another town.
Ruined by Clilneae I'liit.ip l.tlior.
A monster petition to the Federal Govern
ment tor further restrictions ou Chinese im
migration is being circulatD.l at Vancouver,
British Columbia. It may contain over 19,
000 names belore it is s -ut to Otta ,va. The pe
tition recites that Chinese luo ir is driving
O'lC the white workingiuen; th:u ; Unite 1
States, realizing this, hits ex.ilu ie.l n . Mon
golian coolies, and thnt Caui l:i -iioiild
adoptineasurestokeepttierao.it. I uri;es
that a tax of i500 bs levie I u;.)u ea :.i China
man entering tbe Dominion.
Carrier 1'lgeoii Kegulutinii.
Fear of the t reasonable use of carrier
pigeons In Frunee lot to tne promulgation
ot most striugeut regulations. Tno Paris
Government's dtwree stipulites thnt ev-iry
person wishing to possess carrier pigeons
must obtain the authority of the l'le.-rpt;
and every person receiving pigeous must,
within two days, tnako deolttrnliou ti '.hi
municipal authorities. Tne plics c enmis
sary must alw-tys be present wuon the pig
eons are freed.
Crop, in ltufcia.
With scarcely an exception, tepnrts of the
, Russian winter wheat and rye are fnvjrable,
and in Tamboy they are s lid to present an
excellent appearuuna. Tim spring crops in
tne earlier districts are thriving, an 1 tin
lowing is almost completed under iavornlil-1
sonditions. li ipotts irom Poland ar-) satis
factory. It isexiu.-icd th:tt wii'iii fnr.neri
bave tluisbcd llul I work tha uoply of gram
St the seaboard will increase.
Canada Rejects Oar Silver.
It is reported from Montieiltli.it Unite!
States silver coin nud silver ccrliilcjics an
no longer ac-upt-j 1 in I'aunjn.
Food for Thought.
Laugh and be fat.
Better late than never.
Curtain lectures are free.
Iheend must justify the means.
- Handsome is that handsome does.
Life is not altogether a ?ar of honey
Ad honest man is the noblest work
of God.
A coward never forgave. It is not ia
his na'ure.
- Potatoes in Greenland never ijrow
larger than a marble.
It costs more to gain an hour than
to lose a day.
If thou faint in the day of advenity,
tby strength is small.
A man who denies everything and
asserts nothing is an inHdci.
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easy to get rid of excessive fat.
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