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THE GON8TITUTION-THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS
VOL. LI.
MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. SEPTEMBER 22. 1897
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CHAPTER XIVir.i.nj
Prank Armathwaite, in the meantime,
nail been graciously commanded by Lady
Kildon.iu to put on her skates for liar and
to be her first partner. She had told off
Icd Crosmont to do duty at the feet of
the Greydon girls, much to the disgust of
their mother, who loathed him and never
spoke ro him without affecting to have
furgotteu his name.
"Ve poor women shall be dreadful!)
hort of partners to-day, so I mustn't
monopolize you long," she said, as she held
out a slim foot in a laced boot that fitted
Jke a glove. "I have had a lot of disap
pointments. Thank you very much. Now
put on your own skates, while I take a
preliminary canter and feel my feet."
o. . -
! . ,"outBracefullT for few
omenta nntil k , j i
moments, until he was ready to join her
then, giving him her hand, she glided
way with him down the frozen surface
of the lake, chattering and laughing gay
ly enough, though all the while she gave
him the impression that she was in a state
f high nervous excitement, to which the
active exercise gave welcome Tent. They
exchanged very few words a they aped
ver the ice on their way back to the mar
qnee, where Lord Kudonan broke off In
a kindly talk with Alma Crosmont, to
fetch a warm velvet mantle which with
his own hands he wrapped tenderly round
hi wife.
"I see yon are quite a first-rate perform
er," he said to Armathwaite. "Now take
Mrs. Crosmont a little way. She looks
as if she wanted warming terribly. And
then, when the snow comes down, which
will be within ten minutes if I am a judge
of the weather, yon bring her up to The
Crags whether she likes it or not mind,
I say whether she likes it or not."
"You ought to have skated with me
Brat, for you will find me a very poor
performer after Lady Kildonan," said
Alma, a they started.
This was true. Though she skated very
fairly. Alma had neither the grace, the
peed, the daring, nor the robust health of
the beautiful blonde who was so anxious
to pose aa an invalid. The tonch of her
hand through her glove was cold and al
most damp, and the clasp of her fingers,
after the firm, feverish grip of Lady Kil
donan'a, was pitifully weak and clinging.
"Come," he said, gently, looking down
at the pale face which excitement was al
ready bringing a shell-like flush, "give
me your other hand, too, ana step out
boldly. I won t let you fall.
She was weak and nervous at first,
frald to trust her own little feet; but
gradualljfbe firm, helpful touch of his
hand, t' that she was safe wSih
him gave her confidence, and by the time
tney had gone nan tne instance ne naa
reached with his first partner, she looked
as fresh and as fair as an opening rose,
and her soft brown eyes looked up at him
with a plaintive yet innocent allurement,
as she told him that he and Lord Kildo
nan and the skating bad made her feel a
different woman.
"Lord Klldoman commanded me to tak
yon to The Crags as soon as the snow
came," said Armathwaite, looking np and
receiving on bis face two or three of the
flakes which now began to fall fast. "I
think we bad better be turning back that
way now."
"No, no," said Alma, quickly; "I don't
want to go to The Crags. I never have
been there, and I never will go."
He hesitated a few momenta, and then
suggested, diffidently:
"Don't you think, perhaps, !t would be
wise to go Just once, even at the sacrifice
of your own inclination? Forgive me for
suggesting this, but you have been kind
enough to treat me with so much conn- '
dence that I feel I may venture to advise
you, in the absence of your older friend
and counsellor. It Is best to be concilia
tory when one can."
"Conciliatory! Oh, yon don't under
stand. I am more than conciliatory I
am broken-spirited," answered Alma bit
terly. "Nobody wants me at The Crags
but deir old Lord Kildonan."
"But is It not true that Lady Kildonan
has often asked you there?"
"Yes, because she knew I should not
come. And I have more than a fancy
1 have a conviction that there is nothing
my husband desires less than that I
should accept any of the numerous invi
tations I get to call there. I don't know
his reason; there is some mystery about
it."
"Will yon ' on this occasion sacrifice
your own feelings, and brave displeasure
by accepting the invitation? My reason
for asking you is simply this: If tnere
Is a mystery, it will be the best step you
can take towards clearing It np."
She grew excited, nervons at the sug
gestion, and clung tremblingly to his
hands as he guided her steps toward the
marquee. In front of which the skaters
were now busily taking off their skates
before hnrrying towards the private road
which led by a gradual ascent to Ine
painful symptom
Crass. It was quite a
of that weakening of her own will of
which AImn had previously complained
that, although her agitation went on in
creasing as they neared the shore, she
uttered no single word in protest. It was
difficult to pursue his plan in face of this
silent, hrlp:ees suffering; but Armathwaite
felt sure that here was a coil which must
be attacked boldly and at any open point,
so he took off first her skates, and then
his own very quickly and quietly, and
helped her along the plank which led to
the shore without further discussion. By
this time, however, all signs of outward
agitation in her had given place to a life
less, nerveless calm; her eyes had become
dull, dreamy and fixed, and the hand he
took to assist ber lay in his own c.amniy
and cold through her glove like that of a
dead person. Armathwaite thought she
was going to faint, and, hastening her last
"two steps ashore, he put his arm under
hers to support her. Scarcely J?""'"
to notice his action, she turned to the left
and began to walk on. drawing him with
her.
" "Come Into the marquee and rest a lit. If
whi. Yon are ill." he said gently.
She shook her head, and still walked
'If ron are
:i:? to Hie Crags you arc
roiiig the wrou,
way, ne laygraim.
i l..k at the few remaining
guests, who were hurrying in the opposite
direction, marshaled by I-ord Kildonan.
who stood at the foot of the private road
and bade welcome to them all as they
passed him.
Alma listened In a puzzled a id dreamy
sav, and again shook her head.
This Is the way," sue sum, ij-
l T nnvlit in know."
SomethinS-IU her weak, faint tones. In
without another word he let her lead hiw
where ah would.
CHAPTER XV. .
When they had gone about fifty yards.
AJma released her companion's arm,
crossed the road towards the right, push
ed aside the snow-covered branches of
some tall shrubs which grew at the foot of
the hill, and beckoning to Armatuwaite
to come too, disappeared through them.
He followed, and found her at the bottom
-f a steep and slippery path which, she!
tered by ierijaijh.i. Miu.s tu
snow, tbs wet, clayey, and as difficult
- io ascenu as a glacier. Aiitr a nrw jaun
''t appeared to end iu another clump ot
. . . . . .
to ascend as a glacier. After a few yards
hushes; but Alma, who kept ahead with
out uttering a word, bore to the right,
skirted this growth through the snow, and
emerged, keeping her foothold with some
difficulty, on a little stone-paved resting
place on the higher side. From this point
zigzag steps, roughly paved with stone
and brick, led up the face of the hill, bear-
Ins still to the right, to a point from which
tney could see about eighty or a nnnarea
yards above them, one of the red, pointed
gabies of The Crags.
Armathwaite uttered a cry of surprise.
Though certainly a very steep and, as it
seemed, an unnecessarily difficult way, it
brought one to the house in about a quar
ter of the time that it took to go by the
rond, and he was on the point of asking
Alma how she came to know of this path,
when he perceived that she had met with
an unexpected obstacle. Before them was
a high wooden gate, flanked on either side
l.y a long paling, which reached on the
right to an impassably steep slab of rock,
i u.l on the left to a somewhat distant
thicket. Alma had approached the gate
and mechanically pushed it, as if expect
ing it to open at her touch. But it did not.
She pushed it again with more force; then
site sliook it, but still without result. Ar
mathwaite came up to her.
'It is locked, Mrs. Crosmont," he said,
looking at her attentively.
"Locked!" she repeated in a low tone.
"The gate is locked."
She paused, and again touched the
wooden bars mechanically,
"We must go back again, and get to the
house by the road.
"The road! she echoed. In the same
; tone as before. "I don't know the way
j "it is n right. I know that way," he
I ,a;H ;n a reassuring tone; and without
I .... comment on this stranze adventure.
.very detail of whi-H -ft as stamping itself
j 3U his mind, and awakening there many
I Grange ideas, he helped her to descend the
'steps and the slippery path which follow-
?d, and hurried her back towards the
nore circuitous road, while he kept np
orae sort of idle talk about snow storms
tud the long frost.
The whole house was full of movement,
ind life, and brightness. The brass lan
:erua which hung from the roof of the
jreat hall shone on the armor trophies,
md threw a pretty, subdued light upon
groups of laughing girls and their admir
ers, and bevies of chattering chaperones,
nniong whom Mrs. Pcele stood conspicu
ous in severe majesty. Every other min
ute the Marie Antoinette curtains were
lifted, and the buzz of voices and the
pretty clatter of teacups and teaspoons
i-ame through the cloister, as a couple
went through to the morning room or re
turned to it. Lord Kildonan, kindly and
genial as ever, came forward with out
stretched hands towards Mrs. crosmont.
"Welcome, welcome, my dear child. Yon
must forgive an old man for calling you
my dear child,' but you are so subdued
and shrinking that one forgets you are a
full-grown woman. Bless me! Your
dress is quite wet. Dear, dear! here is
my wife, I wonder?"
"Thank you, it is nothing of any con
sequence, indeed. It is only that my jack
et has got rather damp with the snow.
If I can take it off and have it shaken it
will soon be quite dry."
"Yes, yes, to be sure. Have it shaken,"
said Lord Kildonan, offering with a very
gentle hand to help her to take off her
jacket. "Ah, but your dress is wet, too.
Come through," he continued, leading the
way to the gallery at the back of the hall,
on the right hand. "There is a room here
where there is no fireplace. You can
shake the snow off there before it melts.
William, a light here! Dr. Armathwaite,
you come too."
Lord Kildonan went first. Alma follow
ed, and Armathwaite brought up the
rear. No sooner, however, had Mrs. Cros
mont taken half a dozen steps along the
corridor than she staggered, and, with a
faint cry, fell back against the young doc
tor, who aupported her while Lord Kil
donan, in treat distress, sent the footman
in search of bis wife and of Ned Cros
mont. "It Is all right," said Armathwaite, re
assuringly, as he lifted the lady in his
"mf. crrIed. he' it0 the .room lf
deftly unfastened her jacket and bodice.
and kneeling down on the gronnd, laid
ber held back and watched her face.
"The candle, please. Thank you."
He looked at Alma with lines of deep
anxiety on his face.
"She has only fainted," he said. In a
grave tone. Then looking up suddenly,
with a very stern expression, he asked,
"Where Is her husband?"
Lord Kildonan, who in his perturbation
and distress had npset a quantity of
candle grease on Alma's dress, and was
now trying vigorously to rub it off with a
silk pocket handkerchief, looked at him
apologetically.
"I have sent for him. William went
just now. 3hall I go? I will do any
thing "
Armathwaite's face changed as he look
ed at him.
"I am sure yoo would," he said, with a
depth of gentleness and sympathy which
struck the old Scotchman with wonder.
"You think this illness is serious?" his
host asked most anxiously.
"Not in itself. It may be a symptom
of a serious illness. I must give , that
young fellow an admonition to look after
bis wife. In his attention to business he
neglects her," Dr. Armathwaite said, dry
ly and briefly.
"Dear me. dear me. Ton make me feel
that I am in fault. Of course, it is not
right that my affairs should take op so
much of his time as to interfere with his
domestic duties. I must speak to my
wife. She is too exacting; she forgets
he haa a wife to think of, when she has
him here to luncheon and tea and What
not. Of course, of coarse H is not right."
Armathwaite began to be annoyed at
this exaffsratad lojaltr ad gnUakMMii
which, however, be dared not disturb.
Through the open door footsteps were now
heard coming along the gallery, and Lady
Kildonan' voice, talking in a high, offend
ed tone.
"Of course, he will want to make out
that it's my fault or yours; but I won't
be talked down, and yon must mako a
stand, too. I knew perfectly well there
wou;o7 be a scene of some sort If she came;
I simply wash my hands of the conse
quences. They are fat the study, I eup-
IMjse. Of course it "
She had passed the door of the bare,
cold apartment in which the little group
were waiting for her. Crosmont was with
ber; they could hear his voice. In the very
lowest tones, entreating her to be careful,
to be silent, wihile, with her usual willful
ness, she took no heed of his admonitions,
Iord Kildonan weat to the door and call
ed her softly:
"Aphra, come here." . f f i.,
CHAPTER XVL
Lady Kildonan toned with a start, and
let him lead bar into the room. The air
of the unused and half -furnished cham
seemed to strike iter with a chin, for
he shivered as she entered. Armathwaite
saw at a glance that ahe was excited and
anxious. It might have been partly a re
sult of the flickering and weak light of
the candle, but it ssemed to him that all
her pretty coloring had changed to a livid
fc'ray.
"Shot the door," he called ont suddenly
In an Imperative tone.
Lady KBthraan obeyed, peeping ont into
the gallery as he did so, with an apolo
getic word to Crosmont, who had hung
back a little, and did not offer to come in.
Lady Kildonan turned and tried to stag
ger to the door, but Armathwaite stopped
ber by the decisive ring in his voice.
"One moment, your ladyship," he called
in clear tones. "You suffer from nervous
attacks yourself; you will be able to help
us."
She turned quickly, avoiding the sight of
Alma with repugnance, which the doctor
noticed.
"How can I help a doctor?" she asked
in a hard tone, into which she in vain
tried to put the old bright ring.
"Look for a moment at Mrs. Cros
mont." Iady Kildonan shivered, and, summon
ing all b-r self-command, gave a swift,
sidelong glance at the prostrate figure,
and isked, hoarvetyx
"Is she dead?"
"Not yet. But this looks like the begin
ning of an illness which may kill her."
"Well, well, it is no affair of mine; it is
no fault of mine! How dare yon talk aa
if Mrs. Crosmont' s fainting fits had any
thing to do with me? Everybody knows
she was not qrte in her mind when
Ned Crosmont married her; and really
if I'm to be made responsible for the ec
centricities of every hysterical woman in
the parish Archibald," she burst out,
turning to her husband, breathless with
this rush of words, "are you going to al
low me to be Irritated and maligned like
this? Don't you see this man is making
out that I am not a good wife to you?"
This appeal her touch reached Lord
Kildonan's heart in a moment.
"My dear," he said, very simply, very
nobly, "neither this gentleman nor any
other dare call yon other than a good wife
in my presence. Nothing was further
from Dr. Armathwaite's thoughts, I am
sure.
"Nothing, your lordship, echoed the
doctor, giving her a very straight uplook
Into the eyes. "I only want you for your
own sake i know yon are delicate also
to note the symptoms of this rather un
usual case, and to listen while I try to
elicit fim this lady an explanation of
her sudden seizure directly sthe got into
this house."
"Had you not better call her husband?
He is the proper person to listen to aU
this," said the lady jhuskiij.
(To be continued. )
The Cat and the Mirror.
I had a favorite cat which came hab
itually to my bedroom door as soon as
persona began to move about the house
In the morning, and mewed for admit
tance, scratching to emphasize his re
quest If Immediate response were not
made.
One morning the idea seized me to
place him upon the dressing table while
I was dressing. The cat at once saw
his reflection in the mirror, and began
to arch his back and whisk his tall. He
twisted and turned himself, and began
to "spit," as If eager for a contest, and
of course his apparent adversary did
the same. Then be struck savagely at
the mirror, evidently without the de
sired result. Puzzled, he went behind
the glass to Investigate, returning thor
oughly dissatisfied and eager to get at
closer quarters.
With a hearty laugh, I drew near and
began to stroke him, and in the mirror
he now saw his own reflection and
mine, with my hand upon his head. It
seemed as If the cat took In the situa
tion at once, for be glanced from me to
the reflection several times, lost his Ir
ritation, and settled down to watch
the proceedings, every now and then
looking into the mirror and back to me.
Many a time subsequently he took up
his position before the mirror, quietly
and naturally regarding his own and
my Image without the slightest emo
tion. Current Literature.
Whst't In. a Name?
There is an ominous suggestion In the
fact that In a town In Central Missouri
a prescription clerk is named Bury,
while the undertaker goes under the
appropriate cognomen of Knoll. And,
to make matters worse, if possible, the
principal physician of the vilinge W
named Coffin.
It is estimated that 1?n acres of to
bacco were raised in Nuffield, Conn., last
year, which prolally averaged the grow
ers not far from fcsio an acre. At this
average, the total value of Sufiield's crop
would be $230,000.
In North Dakota Ihe killing of quail
and Knglish and Chinese pheasants is pro
hibited until 1906 and beaver and otter
cannot be trapped or killed until 1903.
The finished portion of the new Con
eressional Library of Washington has
'about forty-four miles of shelving, which
will accommodate ovr .',vtiu,lHiu volumes.
Ten regiments in the British army
publish each their own newspaper.
In France more than a third of the
population (."54.76) live in cities
IVtvlies detailed to look after pro
fessional shoplifters always look to see
if their suspects are wearing gloves.
A naturalist states that the puffing np
of frogs and toads on being disturbed
is an instinctive device fur terrifying
their foes.
In Japan, small children of the poor
who have the eift of stravinc and no
nurses to look after them,-are safeguarded
by the simple precaution of hanging labels
round their necks which tell their names
and addresses.
Three million five hundred thousand
steei pens are usea tnrougnout me wouu
every oay in tne ween.
A Or.at Chinese Brl4o.
Spanning an Inlet of the Yellow Set.
hear Sangang, China, Is a bridge five
rnd a quarter miles long, with 300
I iers of masonry, and having Its road
way 64 feet above the water. This
work is said to have been accomplish
ed by Chinese engineer 800 yean ago.
A Machine to Teat Arckes.
A testing machine of wonderful pow
rr has recently been devised for the
Massachusetts Institute of Technology.
It Is capable of exerting a pressure of
DOO.000 pounds. It can be applied to
testing the strength of a complete arch
of masonry, and It is said that similar
tests on so large a scale have never
before been applied.
E'ectric Power In Africa.
Attention was recently called In this
;olumn to the proposed use of The cat
aracts of the Nile for the generation
of electric power. At a meeting of the
Institution of Civil Engineers in Lon
don a short time ago. Prof. Forbes re
ported that he had been consulted
iliout another similar enterprise In tha
'd:irk continent." This was a propo
sition to employ the Victoria Falls of
thp Zambesi river In supplying electric
I ower to the gold mines In Matabels
land and the Transvaal. He thought
the scheme as not so chimerical as it
pad at first appeared to him. In his
opinion "the distance over which power
. irglit be profitably transmitted by elec
tricity was not far short of 1,000 mllea."
Fn.-Spo'a and the Weather.
The Interesting question whether
ihere Is any measurable Influence ex
f rted upon the earth's atmosphere, and
tartlculnrly upon what we call "the
eather," by the blnck spots on the
un. Is again under discussion. Sun
Ipots increase apd decrease In size and
lumber periodically, the average time
"rom one maximum of spots to another
eing about eleven years. At present
Jie spots are becoming less numerous,
ind their minimum period Is approach
ng. At a recent meeting of the Royal
Ueteorological Society Mr. A. B. Mac
(owall gave reasons for believing that,
s the sun-spot minimum draws near,
(here Is a tendency toward greater heat
n the summer and greater cold In the
inter than Is the case near the sun
pot maximum. The part of the world
ipeclally considered by Mr. MacDowall
ras western Europe, but if Europe is
effected by sun-spots, America must
be affected by them also.
F.ved by Ladybirds.
The secretary of the committee ap
pointed by the Royal Society of London
Ind the British Association for the Ad
vancement of Science to Investigate
'he fauua of the Sandwich Islands has
recenti given an Interesting account
of the triumphs achieved by eoecinella
beetles, or "ladjWrds," Introduced Into
those lslunds to tombat the aphides
and other Injurious Insects which were
destroying sugar cane and fruit iiws.
The ladybirds, as soon as they had bred
In sufficient numbers, swept everything
before them, aud saved the trees and
plants from threatened destruction.
This method of setting one species of
insect at war with another, for the ben
efit of man, has proved particularly
successful In the Sandwich Islands,
where the struggle for existence among
native insects has not been so severe
as In continental countries, and where
Hie hardy invaders were as resistless
ts the trained legions of Rome when
pitted agulnst barbarian hordes.
The 8hne of the Earth.
A French scientist. Monsieur De 1'Ap
pareut, fluds In Nansen's discovery of
(tin unexpectedly great depth of the
Arctic ocean an argument tending to
thow that the earth Is slightly top
tlinpcd. the protuberance correspond
ing to the point of the top being at the
outti pole. This, he thinks, would ex
plain the different results arrived at by
the various measurements of astrono
mers and geodeslsts. These differences
lie very small in comparison with the
rntire bulk of the globe, yet they are
teadlly appreciable, and one of the ex
planations that has been suggested for
them Is that the earth Is tetrahedral
Iu form. But Monsieur De l'Apparent
thinks the top-shape theory Is prefera
ble. The fact that to an eye looking at
the earth from a point In space It would
not sensibly differ In appearance from
a true sphere, shows how refined are
the methods of science which enable
men living oh the surface of the globe
lo detect variations In its general con
lour.
N.tnre. Kninvlnp ftonc
For many years the greatest source
of the fine-grained stone used In lith
ography has been the quarries at Solen
hofen. In Bavaria. These quarries pos
sess a particular Interest, because in
them have been discovered remains of
exceedingly strange and rare prehistor
ic animals, such as soma of the flying
reptiles that once dwelt In Europe, but
have now disappeared from the earth.
The science of geology haa gained much
from these fossils, which, flattened and
compressed, and leaving their impres
sions in the rock, might be likened to
engravings from nature's own hand,
whereby she has handed down to ua
pictures of a world whose antiquity ex
tends far beyond the limits of human
memory or human history. Recently it
as ben stated that the Sotenhofea
quarries are approaching exhaustion,
and that a new source of supply of lith
ographic stone is needed. It la grati-
fvina- to know that onr own country
may supply the want, excellent stona
. .. . r-nnlred belne-- found In
r tM ma M1lra D1B . "
I Tennessee. In the meantime. In Ger-
' man v the nosslbllltT of substituting
,iuminum for Bolenhofen stone la b-
; imcMs&.
BIRTH OF THE BLOOMER.
ft la Fortv-.la Tears) 8l.ee They
Fins Cm. Into View.
Forty-six years ago the bifurcated
farment for female dress was ushered
into a cold and critical world, and the
mother of this now popular invention,
Mrs. Amelia Bloomer, was thereby
placed In the niche of deathless fame.
Mrs. Bloomer's high social position and
Intelligence cannot be disputed. She
was engaged In editing the Lily, a tem
perance Journal, when her crusade in
favor of dress reform was begun, and
the columns of that paper fairly bloom
td with the advocacy of ber radical
Ideas.
The use of the bloomer Is at present
chiefly confined to athletic sports, but
Its originator Intended It to have a more
general adoption. It was to take the
place, on every occasion, of the more
cumbersome skirt, which at that time,
was Increasing In size to such an extent
that, in the language of a contempo
rary English writer, the men were "be
ginning to ask what proportion of the
geographical area the ladies meant to
occupy." Her own first appearance In
the new costume was at a ball, given at
the house of one of the leaders of so
ciety in the town in which she lived,
and she was the center of attraction
during the entire evening.
The press of the country discussed
the bloomer from all points of view and
women in those days had not the moral
courage to wear the garment. So it
passed into a stage of suspended anima
tion until fanned Into life by the neces
sities of women astride the bicycle.
Mrs. Bloomer wore her garment until
he died, but her personal following
was small.
Within thirty-five miles of Philadel
phia there Is a community, a large pro
portion of the female population of
which at one time wore regularly the
"rational" garb. When In 1861 Charles
K. Landls laid out and opened for set
tlement the town of Vlneland, N. J.,
the inducements offered by him to in
tending purchasers of land early at
tracted a large Influx of a very mixed
element. Among them were the
Bloomers." In faith Spiritualistic and
all firm adherents of the trouser cult
All were agriculturists and men and
women alike labored In the fields, so
that at a little distance It was a matter
of some difficulty to distinguish the sex
of the toller. The dress of the women
consisted of a sort of blouse, coming In
some instances Just above the knee,
in others a little Mow it Beneath
this the Inevitable trousers, reaching
half way to the ankle, where they were
met by a sort of woolen legging, cov
ering the upper part of the shoe. This
costume was generally of light cloth,
usually of a faded reddish color, the
whole surmounted by a broad-brimmed
slouch bat. such as the Dunkards are
accustomed to wear. Sometimes In
summer linen would be substituted for
the more weighty cloth, but the style
Invariably remained the same. At on
time there were between twenty and
thirty "bloomer" families living In and
about Vlneland, but at the present time
only two representatives of the sect re
main. Ktn1 Forbearance.
Frederick Walker, who did such
beautiful work In art, and who died so
young that all the great promise In him
could not be disclosed, began his draw
ings for the Cornhlll Magazine by an
Interview with Thackeray, wherein he
was much agitated, and the great writ
er proved correspondingly kind.
Walker had an exceeding reverence
for Thackeray, and greatly dreaded an
Interview with him.
"Bring him here," Thackeray had
said, "and we shall soon see whether
he can draw."
So, early one morning, the young
man was taken to the author's house In
Onslow Square. The drive was a si
lent one. for the artist became every
Instant more agitated and distressed.
This Thackeray noticed at once, and
did bis best to set him at ease.
"Can you draw?" he asked, after a
little general conversation. "Mr. Smltb
says you can."
"Y--es, I think so," stammered
Walker.
"I'm going to shave," said Mr. Thack
eray. "Would yon mind drawing my
backr
So he turned about, and Walker made
a most excellent likeness of him In that
position. If the Hon had faced him,
subjecting him to the ordeal of scruti
ny. It was probable that be could not
have worked at alL Doubtless Thack
eray knew this, and so took his delicate
precaution.
Equina Sagacity.
Ffrf xnUller know, that K in
not step on a man intentionally. It Is!
a standing order la the British cavalry
that If a trooper becomes dismounted
; be must lie still, if he does this tha
j whole squadron Is likely to pass over
film without doing him injury.
How to Chooae a rsiaw
In order to make cholta of a puppy
from among a number of others It la
beat to leave the choice to the mothel
(herself. In Carry ing then back t tbtlf
loed the first too tnotaar aleka w(B
'aTw- sTrL hL
TBI OBWDI1L BLOOM an COBTtmB.
lll.V. 1)1!. TALMAIill
TTaa Eanlnent Divine'
Discourse.
Sunday
The ZMfTerant Uvea Men Le.dWhy Smite
Ara SuccMsful and Other, rail.. Life
of Bin and Worldly Indulgence
Dir. Failure The Life Worth Living.
Text: "What Is your life?" James Iv.,
If we leave to the evolutionists to guesj
where we came from and to the theologian'
to prophesy where we are going to, wa still
have left for consideration the Important
fact that we are here. There may tie some
doubt about where the river rises and some
doubt about where the river empties, but
there can be no doubt the fact that w are
sailing on it. So I am not surprised that
everybody asks the question, "Is lite worth
living?"
Solomon, In his nnhappy moments, says
it is not, "Vanity," "vexation of spirit,"
"no good," are his estimate. The fact is
that Solomon was at one time a polygit;iiit
and that soured his disposition. One wife
makes a man happy; more than one miikes
him wretched. But Solomon was convirtod
from polygamy to monogamy, and the last
words he ever wrote, as far as we can read
them, were the words "mountains of spices."
But Jeremiah says life is worth living. In
a book supposed to be doleful and lugu
brious and sepulchral and entitled "Lamen
tations," he plainly intimates that the
blessings of merely living is so great and
grand a blessing that though a man have
piled on him all misfortunes and disasters
he has no right to complain. The ancient
prophet cries out in startling intonation to
all lands and to all centuries, "Wherefore
doth a living man complain?"'
A diversity ot opinion in our time as well
as In olden time. Here is a young man of
light hair and blue eyes and sound diges
tion and generous salary and happily
affianced and on the way to become a jart
ner in a commercial linn of which he is an
important clerk. Ask him whether life is
worth living. He will laugh in your fai.'e
and say: "Yes, yes, yes!" Here is a man
who has come to the forties. He is at the
tiptop of the hill of life. Every step has
been a stumble and a bruise. The people
he trusted have turned out deserters, and
the money he has honestly made he has
been cheated out of. His nerves are out of
tune. He has poor appetite, and the food
he does eat does not assimilate. Forty
miles climbing up the hili of life have been
to him like climbing the Matterhorn, and
there are forty miles yet to go down, and
descent is always more dangerous than as
cent. Ask him whether life is worth living,
and he will drawl out in shivering and
lububrlous and appalling negative, "No,
no, no!"
How are we to decide this matter right
eously and intelligently? You will find the
same man vacillating, oscillating in his
opinion from dejection to exuberance, and
if he be very mercurial in his temperament
it will depend very much on which way the
wind blows. If the wind blow from the
northwest and you ask him, he will say
"Yes," and if it blow from the northeast
and you ask him he will say, "No." How
are we, then, to get the question righteous
ly answered? Suppose we call all nations
together in a great convention on eastern
or western hemisphere, and let all those
who are in the affirmative say, "Aye," and
all those who are in thenegatlvesay, "Ko.",
While there would be hundreds of thou
sands of those who would answer in the af
firmative, there would be more millions'
who would answer in the negative, and
because of the greater number who have
sorrow and misfortune and trouble the noes
would have it. The answer 1 shall give
will be different from either, and yet it will
commend itself to all who hear me this day
as the right answer. If you ask me, "Is
life worth living?" It answer, "I all depend;
upon the kind of life you live."
In the first place, I remark that a life of
mere money getting is always a failure, be
cause you will never get as much as you
want. The poorest people in this country
are the millionaires. There is not a scissors
grinder on the streets of New York or
Brooklyn who is so anxious to make money
as these men who have piled up fortunes
year after year in storehouses, in Govern
ment securities, in tenement houses, in
whole city blocks. You ought to see them
jump when they hear the Are bell ring.
You ought to see them in their excitement
when a bank explodes. You ought to see
their agitation when there Is proposed a
reformation in the tariff. Their nerves
tremble like harp strings, but no music in
the vibration. They read the reports from
i Wall street in the morning with a concern-
ment that threatens paralysis or apolexy.
or more probably they have a telegraph or
telephone in their own houses, so they
cat ih every breadth of change in the money
TSsrket. . The disease of accumulation has
eaten into them aeaten 'nto their heart.
Into their lungs, into tSflr spleen, into
their liver, into their bones. " - -
Chemists have sometimes analyzed the
human body, and they say it is so much
magnesia, so much lime, so much chlorate
of potassium. If some Christian chemist
would analyze one of these financial be
hemoths, he would find he is made up of
copper and gold and silver and zinc and
lead and coal and iron. That is not a life
worth living. There are too many earth
quakes In it, too many agonies in it, too
many perditions in it. They build their
castles, and they open their picture gal
leries, and they summon prima donnas,
and they offer every inducement for happi
ness to come and live there, but happiness
will not come. They send footmanned and
postilloned equipage to bring her. She
will not ride to their door. They send
princely escort. She will not take their!
arm. They make their gateways trium-4
phal arches. She will not ride underthem.'
They set a golden throne before a golden
plate. She turns away from the banquet.
They call to her from upholstered balcony.
She will not listen. Mark you, this is the
failure of those who have had large accum
ulation. And then you must take into considera
tion that the vast majority of those whe
make the dominant idea of life money get
ting fall far short of affluence. It is esti
mated that only about two out of a hun
dred business men have anything worth
the name of success. A man who spends
his life with one dominant-idea of financial
accumulation spends a life not worth liv
ing.
So the Idea of worldly approval. If thai
be dominant in a man's life he is miserable.
Every four years the two most unfortunate
men in this oountry are the two men nom.
inated for the Presidency. The reservoirs
of abuse and diatribe and malediction
gradually fill up, gallon above gallon, hogs
head above hogshead, and about midsum
mer these two reservoirs will be brimming
full, and a hose will be attached to each
one, and it will play away on these two
nominees, and they will have to stand it
and take the abuse and the falsehood, and
the caricature and the anathema, and the
caterwauling and the filth, and they will
be rolled in it and rolled over and over In
It until they are choked and submerged
and strangulated, and at every sign of re
turning consciousness they will be barked
at by all the hounds of political parties
from ocean to ocean. And yet there are a
hundred men to-day struggling for that
privilege, and there are thousands of men
who are helping them in the struggle.
Now, that is not a life worth living. You
can get slandered and abused cheaper than
that. Take It on a smaller scale. Do not
be so ambitious to have a whole reservoir
rolled over on you.
But what you see in the matter of higt
political preferment you see in every com
munity in the struggle for what is called
social position. Tens of thousands of peo
ple trying to get Into that realm, and they
are nnder terrific tension. What is social
hut wVknc
a difficult thing to define.
but we all know what it is. Good morali
and intelligence are not necessary, but
wealth, or a show of wealth, is absolutely
Indispensable. There are men to-day as
notorious for their libertinism as the night
Is famous for Its darkness who move in
what is called high social position. There
H re hundreds nf tint nri nnt ntos In
I American society whose names are men-
tloned among the distinguished guests at
12? . 's' y, . n?exed u
world, of alH i
i morals are not necessary in many of the ex-
alted eiteies of society.
Neither is intelligence aecrrj, to
.v
find in that reatui uieu no would not know
an adverb from an adjective If they met it
a hundred times in a day, and who could
not write a letter of acceptance or regrets
without the aid of a secretary. They buy
their libraries by the square yard, only
anxious to have the binding Russian. Their
ignorance is positively sublime, making
English grammar almost disreputable. And
yet the finest parlors . open before them.
Good morals and Intelligence are not neces
sary, but wealth or a show of wealth is
positively Indispensable. It does not make
any difference how you got your wealth, if
you only got It. The best way for you to
get into social position is for you to buy a
large amount on credit, then put your
property In your wife's name, have a few
preferred creditors, and then make an as
signment. Then disappear from the com
munity until the breeze is over and coma
back and start in the same business. Id
you not see bow beautifully that will put
ont all the people who are in competition
with you and trying to make an honest liv
ing? How quickly it will get you into high
social position? What Is the use of tolling
forty or fifty years when you can by two or
three bright strokes make a great fortune?
Ah, my friends, when you really lose your
money how quickly they will let you drop,
and the higher you get the harder you will
Irop.
There are thousands to-day in that realm
who are anxious to keep in it. There are
thousands In that realm who are nervous
for fear they will fall out of it, and there
are changes going on every year, and every
month, and every hour which Involve heart
breaks that are never reported. High so
cial life is constantly in a flutter about the
delicate question as to whom they shall let
ill and whom they shall push out. and the
battle is going on pier mirror against piet
mirror, chandelier against chandelier, wine
cellar against wine cellar, wardrobe against
wardrobe, equipage against equipage. Un
certainty and insecurity dominant in that
realm, wretchedness enthroned, torture at
a premium and a life not worth living!
A life of sin, a life of pride, a life of In
dulgence, a life of worldliness, a life de
voted to the world, the flesh and the devil.
Is a failure, a dead failure, an infinite
failure. I care not how many presents you
send to that cradle or how many garlands
you send to that grave, you ned to put
right under the name on the tombstome
this inscription: "Better for that man if he
had never been born."
But I shall show you a life that is wortt
living. A young man says: "I am here.
I am not responsible for my ancestry.
Others decided that. I am not responsible for
my temperament. God gave me that. But
here I am in the evening ot the nineteenth
century, at twenty years of age. I am
here, and I must take an account of stock.
Here I have a body, which is a divinely con
structed engine. I must put it to the very
best uses, and I must allow nothing to
damage this rarest of machinery. Two
feet, and they mean locomotion. Two
eyes, and they mean capacity to pick out
my own way. Two ears, and they are tel
ephones of communication with all the out
side world, and they mean capacity to
catch the sweetest music and the voices of
friendship the very best music. A tongue,
with almost Infinity of articulation. Va,
hands with which to welcome or resist or
lift or smite or wave or bless bands tc
hcly myself and help others.
"Here is a world which after 6000 years ol
battling with tempest and accident is still
grander than any architect, human or an
gelic, could have drafted. I have two
lamps to light me a golden lamp and a
silver lamp a golden lamp set on ttie
sapphire mantel of the day, a silver lamp
set on the jet mantel of the night. Yea, I
have that at twenty of age which defies all
inventory of valuables a soul with capac
ity to choose or reject, to rejoice or to
suffer, to love or to hate. Plato says it is
Immortal. Seneca says it Is immortal.
Confucius says it is immortal. An old
book among the family relics, a book with
leatnern cover almost worn out and pages
ilmost obliterated by oft perusal, joins the
ther books in saying I am Immortal. I
have eighty years for a lifetime, sixty years
yet to live. I may not live an hour, but
:hen I must lay out my plans Intelligently
ind for a long life. Sixty years added
:o the twenty I have already lived that
will bring me to eighty. I must remember
that these eighty years are only a brief
preface to the live hundred thousand mill
ions or quintuuons or years wnicn win ne
Iiy chief residence and existence. Now, I
jaderstand my opportunities and my re-
;ionsibilities. If there is any being in the
universe all wise and all beneflcant who caa
:ielp a man in suelr a juncture, I want him."
The voung man enters life. He is buf
feted, lie is tried he is erplexed. A gravt
);eus on this side and a grave opens on
:hat side. He falls, hut he rises again. Ha
;ets into a hard battle, but he gets the vie
:orv. The main course of his life is in the
right direction. He blesses everybody he
joines in contact with. Goa forgives his
mistakes and makes everlasting record of
his holy endeavors, and at the close of it
3od says to him: "Well done, good and
faithful servant. Enter into the iov of tbv
t.ord." My brother, my sister I do noLLT
?are whetneF tm.t CS3uies at SU, 0, 50',8O,
70 or 80 years of age; you can oblsel right
under bis name on the tombstone these
words, "His life was worth living."
Amid the hills ot New Hampshire, in
olden times, there sits a mother. There are
ix children In the household four boys
and two girls. Small farm. Very rough,
hard work to coax a living out of it. Mighty
tug to make the two ends of the year meet.
The boys go to school in winter and work
tie rarm in summer, jioiner is tue cniei
presiding spirit. With her hands she knits
all the stockings for the little feet, and she
is the raantua mator tor tne Doys, and she
is the milliner for the girls. There is only
one musical Instrument In the house, the
spinning wheel. The food is very plain,
but it is always well provided. The winters
are very cold, but are kept out by the
blankets she quilted. On Sunday, when
she appears in the village church, her
children around her, the minister looks
down and is reminded of the Bible descrip
tion of a good housewite. "Her children
arise up and call her blessed; her husband
also, and ne praisetn ner.
Some years go by, and the two oldest
boys want a collegiate education, and the
household economies are severer, and the
calculations are closer, and until those two
boys get their education there is a hard
battle for bread. One of these boys enters
the university, stands in a pulpit widely in
fluential and preaches righteousness, judg
ment and temperance, and thousands dur
ing bis ministry are blessed, t he other lad
who got the collegiate education goes into
the law, and thence into legislative halls,
and after awhile he commands listening
senates as he makes a plea for the down
trodden and the outcast. One of the
younger boys becomes a merchant, start
ing at the toot of the ladder, but climbing
on up until his success and his philanthro
pies are reoogmzed all over tne land, rue
other son stays at home because he prefers
farming lire, and tnen ne trunks ne will lie
able to take care of father and mother
when they get old.
Ot the two daughters, when the wai
broke out, one went through the hospitals
of Pittsburg Landing and Fortress Monroe,
sheering up the dviug and the homesick
and taking the last message to Kindred rut
away, so that every time Christ thought ol
her he said, as of old: "The same is my sis
ter and mother.'' The other daughter ha
a bright home of her own, and in the after
noon the forenoon having been devoted
to her household she goes forth to hunl
np the sick and to encourage the discour
aged, leaving smiles and bened'otlon all
along the way.
But one day there start five telegrams
from the village for these five abse-ut ones,
saying, "Come, mother is dangerously ill."
But before they can be ready to start they
receive another telegram, saying, "Come,
mother is dead." The old neighbors gather
In the old farmhouse to do the last office of
respect. But as the farming son and the
clergyman, and the Senator and the mer
chant and the two daughters stand by the
casket of the dead mother taking the last
look, or lifting their little children to see
once more the face of dear old grandma, I
want to ask that group around the casket
one question. "io you really tunic ner lire
was worth living?" A life for God, a lite for
others, a life of unselfishness, a useful life,
a Christian life, is always worth living.
I would not And it hard to persuade you
that the poor lad, Peter Cooper, making
glue for a living, and then amassing a great
fortune until he eonld build a philanthropy
t tiro Ties alLovar the country i would not
find it bard to persuade yogf
was worth living. Neither ;
bard to persuade you that th'
annah Wesley was wonr fi-j
out one son to organize Methof
other son to ring his anthems all
ages. I would not Ann it hi
persuade you that th
Frances Lee re was - wort
she established in England i ;
scientific nursing of the e.'
when the war broke out tx-,.;
and Germany went to the froi.
own bands scraped the mud f
of the soldiers dying in tlx ,
with her weak arm standi ,,
the hospital pushing baci-'J
dler to his couch, as, all f
wounds, he rushed to the lv
"Let me go, let me go to t' J
major generals stanUfn;
this angel of mercy. J
Neither would I have T '
suade you that Grace D
worth living the heroi
You are not wondering t ,
Northumberland came t
people ot all lands aske;
and that the propriety
theatre in London o(te
just to sit iu the lifeoc
wreck scene was hcinp ,
But I know the tlioi -hundreds
ofvu to-d .
know all theser tivei '
dont think my life el ;
my friends, whether,''
uous or lnconsplig
if you live arighta
sentence to go do!
all amila V.
not according to the4,.
work, but according to the ht
with which you employed the
really possessed. The major
crowns of heaven will not be giv
pie with ten talents, for mast of tl
tempted only to serve themselvt
vast majority of the crowns of hea
be given to the people who had one i
but gave it ail to God. Andrememi'
our life here is introductory to anot
the vestibule to a palace, but whe it'
the door of a Madeleine because -v
grander glories within? You.."
rigidly lived, is the first bar c "
oratorio, and whojdespises the
Haydn's symphonies? And : i
live now Is all the more wo .
cause it opens into a life th
end, and the last letter of tb
Is the first letter of the won
Lalx
Ostend'
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Engl
coal. B,,"i
our annual coal o :
000,000.
Iu 1896 Russia pro
of coal.
A pound of phos '
matches. '
Americans use 2.0
annuallv.
Sweden exported
matches last year.
A eriuont creai.
pounds of butter dail v
One American uuu
pieces of chewing gnu
Ihe toothpicks of
;omo from Japan, an-
1 he tea cron in J,
China is from .t"0 f 1
It is compntcd that
af the arable land in
ti ration. . -
A proposal to roil 1
snd Western Austr
ing attention. i
Sonoma Couutv
pay 5 cents more 4
Jid last year.
A iieach 13 3-4 incr
was raised in McMia-'
this season.
An early clusi.ig I
in Ualt (Can.) T
have to close"'
The fruit .
at Muiirie,
machines in "
Paris is
which will
'idge witho
The new Ri
mills, being bi
ccted to be
January 1.
investigatioi
many show tl
has to be wit
traveling abor
Gift enterpr'
have been stop
friugeuients
uionoKiIy.
Ihe I nited -
culture propose
country road t
sufficient widt ,
traflic. ,
ThQ-Augusta ( .
fort - '
anized with s
and will procee
factory about 1,
high.
It is report .
of Saginaw, Mi";
establishment
mill to employ
both sexes.
The Toronto Rota
have accepted the tfe
wholesale grocer t5
sugar at 4 1-8 c. 114
usual city rate.
Missouri has raW
crop of any State ij
passed last sea-i'
getting top not ""-'
It is. said ,'
Company, ."." ,
air com pre ,
system as -the
near f
..-its uiiils
rousehoid.
Paint can easily be removed from glass
by wetting a copjier or silver coin uml
rubbing the paint with it.
To clean aluminium wah with snap
and water to which has been added either
soda or ammonia. All alkaline solutiuiis
whiten aluminium.
To renovate black lace dip a small
ponge in cold water or blue water and
damp the lace, pressing out with a hot
iron over brown paper.
The shells from small fish carrying these
useful coverings, liesidcs making excel len
scoops for sugar, tlour, etc., arc cvli nt
to use as patty-pans for little cukes, as
well as to cook scalbqtcd uysters. mid crabs
in. They do nut discolor from baking.
If one owns some new oak furniture and
it is desired to give it an apiiearanre of
antiquity put the furniture in a small
room close to a gas or oil sieve having mi
it a kettle of ummniiia and water me
ounce of rock ammonia to a pint of v. aier
is the rtronortion. I.iulit the stove, ex
clude all air from the icnm and by tho
time the water has nil boiled awav the oak
will be a rich, dark color.
For fresh tea and coffee stains uc boil
ing water. Place the linen stained over a
large bowl ami iwiur through it lioiiine
water from the tea kett le, held at a height
to insure force. Old tea and coltce stains
which have become "set"shuubl be snaked
iu cold water first, and then '.toiling.
For peach stains a weak solution of
chloride of lime combined wth intinite
patience. Iiong soaking is an cvs. iuial.
Grass stains may be removed y cream
of tartar ana water.
The latest things in locks is one
where the keyhole is in the centre or the
doorknob. '
A drunken Folander in New York was
found sound asleep the other night
while his leg was burning with a big
blaze. The leg was wooden and got
gainst a coal stove.
In Germany when the vote of tho
jury stands six against six the prisoner is
acquitted. A vote of seven against five
leaves the decision to the court, anil in
a vote of eight against four the prisoner
is convicted.
After forty years of hard, dangeroftf"'
and expensive missionary work there
are in Japan to-dty about 110,000 native
Christians, in a population of 42,000,000.
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