3s 7 B. F. HUHWEIEa .. HH -M. 1 THE CONSTITUTION THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWH. 22 VOL LI I. MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. JULY 27. 1898. NO. 'A3 J r ?! I -.1 cn.M-rtru xxv. continue.n At liiKt a battle was Imminent. Ther. bad been terrible girding in the pniiers t the long delay; all sorts of disasters wer prophesied; the lntrenehments were laiprccnahle thousands of troops were marching to the aid of Arabi a battle, en If o-cre successful, must inevit ably be attended with fearful loss of life. On the uU-lit of the l'Jth June did not close her eyes. All night long she Raw the picture she had seen that night when I'allas wua trying on his Ih-H and waving his sword In the air. That had Wen a presentiment, she felt sure. On the mor row, or the day after, she would take up the taper and read his name among the dead, a. she had done In fancy a hun dred times. All the morning of the 1.1th she went about looking like a ghost, with pale lip. and hollow eyes. At noon Tom brought the news to her. Kven he was elated and Interested this time. "(Horions news! a tremendous victory; our loss compara tively trilling." A momentary sense of relief came OTer June, to U crossed immediately by n mi giving. "A comparatively trilling loss" to a nation may mean hundreds of striek m homes, hundreds of broken women', kearts. She must ask the question. 'The IJuardsV" she faltered. Tom did not know ; no particulars had arrived yet; this was only a telegram from the station. Hut he would ride over him self at once; for, eveu if he had 1-cen jenl ns of 1 lallas. he did not forget In the mo ment of danger that he was his cousin, and was really anxious to hear of his safety. The time nntil Tom returned seeim-d like eternity. Kven then the news was meager. The brunt of the loss had fallen on the Highland regiments; it was thought the Guards had not leen active ly engaged. Mrs. Trevanlon was to arrive that even ing. She would be sure-to know. Mrs. Trevanion came, armed with the latest intelligence. She had called in Downing street before Cuing to the sta tion, and had heard the last intelligence from a personal friend. Foot Guards un der fire, but In second line. JTne third week of Mrs. Trevanion'. TWtt was drawing to a close. It was a dull, gray afternoon. June was cower ing over a fire; 6he hnd a fit of shivering, and felt more than usually unwell. For the la-st few days a listless feeling had crept over her; she had no appetite, and felt 111 and depressed. She had refused to have a doctor, but tinlay Mrs. Tre vanion had insisted, and a servant had been dispatched to summon him. "I wonder," said Mrs. Trevanlon, "how alias is getting on? I don't think his last letter was quite so cheery as usual. He had looked forward so much to Cairo, but it seems they ure all disappointed and disgusted with it, and would rather be in the desert." "Oh," exclaimed June, suddenly, with her eyes fixed on the window, "there is Agnes. I am getting positively to hate the sight of her." "Ieave her to me," observed Mrs. Tre Tanion. "I will talk to her." A minute later. Muss Kllesmere was announced. She came in with a longer face than usual, and in her hand she held an orange envelope. As June saw It, a deadly chill took possession of her; she shivered violently; Ler teeth chattered in her head. "1 haTe some dreadful news," said Ag nes, fixing her cruel eyes on June's face. "This telegram eauie for mamma from Aunt Violet. She was out, and papa opened it. Mr. Broke died of fever last night in Cairo." Mrs. Trevanlon uttered a cry, then, .tailing up, ran to June. She had turned white as death, and was falling back senseless in her choir. CHAPTER XXVI. Lady Nevii was carried upstairs to bed. and it was more than a month before she was able to be moved from it again. The doctor pronounced that she was sickening for a fever typhoid, he feared. From the moment when Agnes told the cruel news, he never perfectly recovered conscious ness, but Was either insensible or deliri ous. The day after Jnne waa taken ill little Tom began to sicken, and in five days he died. Sir Thomas was like one stunned; but bis Intense anxiety about his wife made the loss of the child perhaps less agonizing. If only June were spared to him, he felt he could bear that other grief, awful though It was; he realized once'again how he loved hla wife, and what her death would mean to him. His remorse was grievous to witness. He made no attempt to conceal it from Mrs. Trevanlon. Indeed, it was the only thing he could talk of. He clung to her. Im ploring her not to leave him. He seemed to hang on her presence as the only chance of saving hla darling. To Mrs. Trevauion'g relief, the name of Dallas never crossed June's lips. During those dreadful days of her poor little child's illness, death and burial, June was happily unconscious. She knew nothing of Tom's agonized face, a be came in with hiiRhed steps and haggard eyes from that other chamler where half his hopes lay dead from the little waxen figure that it would have broken June's heart to iee. This anguish at least she was spar ed. When the funeral was OTer poor Tom osed to creep up to the nursery and sit with his face In bis hands. Sometimes he would take up one of little Tom's toys, end then, poor fellow, he would burst Into a terrible passion of dry sobs. When He came dow n he would go on tiptoe Into his w ife's room and look at her In dumb 4htirm It After the twenty-first day June took ft turn ror the better. For the nrst time sn tlon In her eyes, and put out a wasted waxen nana to ner. "Have I been ill?" she asked. In a lan guid voice. "Von will soon be well now, dear child,' answ ered Mrs. Trevanlon, In her cheeriest tones. "Where Is Tom?" she asked, presently. "Would yon like to see him?" Jnne made a gesture of assent, and Mrs. Trevanlon went to fetch him, "Hut, .he said, as he was preparing with alacrity to obey the summons, "not In these clothes," looking at the mourn ing garments he was wearing for his lost heir. "And If," he Tolee fnltering, "If she asks for the poor darling, yon must try to command yourself, and say that he has gone away to stay." Ton axrayed himself in an old shooting sraK, and went on tiptoe to his wife's room. What an eager light there was in his honest face as he approached the bed and once more saw recognition in the eyes of hla beloved! She smiled faintly and field out her hand to him, and he took It In his as tenderly as though It might melt away at a touch. "Where Is little Tom?" asked June, CalnHy. "I want to see all the family." Mrs. Trevanlon saw the convulsive working of Tom's face, and hastened to interpose. "He is with his grandmother, darling." she said, thinking sadly of June's dead mother; but June understood, as It wa meant she should, that he was with Mrs. Kllesmere. "Fancy Tom letting him out of hi. sight P she murmured, and then sank back tired, and said no more. That night, as Mrs. Trevanion was sit ting by her liedside, thinking she was doz ing. June suddenly owned her eyes, and, with a fixed look, said: "Is It trueT "Is what true, dearest?" "Dallas!" uttered June, in a low voice. Mrs. Trevanlon hid her face m het hands, and the tears fell thick and fast til rough her fiugere "How hardl" said June, and then closed her eyes and relapsed Into silence. The doctors now gave every hope of her recovery. When she was well enough to be moved, she waa to be taken to the sea side, and, as Mrs. Trevanlon could no longer be spared from home, Mrs. Bryan was to be installed as head nurse. "Oh," said Tom, in a melancholy rolce, as they sat together after dinner on the lost evening, "what shall I do without you? I don't believe my poor little girl would erer have pulled through but for yon." "When she Is stronger, yon must tell her," answered Mrs. Trevanion, with tears in her eye. "And when yon talk abont yonr dreadful I03S, it will be heart breaking at first, but it will draw you closer together afterward. And now," looking very kindly at his grieved face, "do you feel sufllciently friendly to allow me to take a liberty?" At this Tom jumped tip, and. coming round to her, seized her hand and held it fast. "What in the world might yon not say or do?" And he took the chair beside her. "Yon know," said Mrs. Trevanlon, af ter a slight pause, "when our poor darling was so ill and we did not know which way it might turn, I would not allow you to reproach yourself in any way on her ac count; but, now that she la going to get quite well and strong again, you must be all In all to each other, just as you were when first you married." Mrs. Trevanion paused a moment: then, looking at him Tery kindly and speaking in a low but resolute voice, she proceeded: "No third person ought ever to be nl lowed to come between a husband and wife. The cause of most of the mistinder stnhding letween you ami dear June has lieen the interference of Miss Kllesmere." "Yes, yes," said Tom, heartily. "I am sure you are right. Rut I think, with poor Agnes, it was what you would call want of tact more than anything else. How ever," seeing the expression of dissent on his friend's face, "it shall never happen ai.'aiu. No one nothing shall ever conn between my wife and me. I'lease God she gets well, she shall have it all her own way." Mrs. Trevanion smiled. "I think you will find," she said, "that June is less like ly to be spoiled by too much kindness than by the other method. And I am quite sure that n man as good and kind as you are ought to make any reasonable woman happy, and will do so when left to your self." "Oh," cried Tom, depreeatingly, "don't say anything about nie! I'm a very poor sort of chap, I'm afraid!" "No, you are not," said Mrs. Trevan ion, smiling and putting out her hand to him. "Rut you arc none the worse for being modest, and when I come to stay with you again I know 1 shall find you the happb-st couple in the world." "And we will be, thnnks to you!" cried Tom. fervently, still grasping her hand. "It will be thanks to the natural good qualities of both of yon, and to there be ing no one to interfere," answered Mrs. Trevanion, kindly. fllAITKK XXVII. It was the first week in January. Sit Thomas and I-ndy Nevil were staying at their place in the North. Kx tensive al terations were being made at the Hall, and, indeed, both its master and mistress shrank from the idea of returning to the v'.ace where such terrible calamity had berallen them. June hnd almost recover ed her health, though not her spirits Her child's death had been a crushing blow; it seemed to her a sort of divine retribu tion for having thought too little of him in his 'lifetime. Six months ago anyone might son J have predicted that the Iw.y's death would have fallen with ten times more severity on Tom than on June; but such was not the ca-e. Tom was almost cheerful, while his wife was a prey to the deepest grief. Now Tom only had one object In life to devote himself to June, to heap love, affection, caresses upon her, to prove to her lieyond all doiu.i now u"'"'i entirely she occupied his heart. And June, if she remained sad. thoroughly ap preciated his kindness and tenderness, ana was always ready to reciprocate it after a gentle and subdued fashion, very differ- vwinettish manner or em i nun u j . - . , . . , , old Time would doubtless bring that back, but it would have been strange and unnatural that she should so sooif i forg Her heart had returned to its old alle giance. Tom was again the one man in the world whom she loved and whose existence was necessary to her. ne .he thought of her dead young hero it was with the tenderness of muI the conld thank God. oh. how terrent- l t that no word had ever been spoken between them that might tarn! h her memory of him or cause her a single pang of self-reproach. Mr. and Mrs. Carslake were their only guests, and thoroughly congenial ones. Madge's brightness and gayety, tempered by her sympathy for her cousin's distress, made her presence most welcome to June, and Mr. Carslake, who possessed a very kind heart and considerable tact, was ex cellent company for Tom. He was, more ever, an excellent sportsman, and, with hla host, enjoyed the capital sport which the place afforded. Madge was exceed ingly happy. Being neither quite so sen timentally Inclined nor so exacting as her cousin by disposition, she was in no dan ger of suffering disappointment or lusionment, and was perfectly satisfied with the very real if undemonstrative-in-public affection of her lord. "I am sure," she said, laughing, to June, "any one might think that you and Tom were bride and bridegroom rather than Robert and I. As for Tom, I K-lieve he must have been taking lessons in the art of love making, he does it so well." Tom and Madge had made up their dif ferences and were on the old affectionate terms again. One morning as the four were sitting at breakfast, the letters, unusually late, were brought in. Presently the rest of the company were startled by a whoop In the old style from Madge, as she started up and executed oue of the pas seals dear to the days of h-r youth, but which she had relinquished since she had arrived at the dignity of the marriage state. "Madge!" remonstrated her husband, pretending to look shocked, but inward ly amused. "This letter," cried Madge, waving it in the air, "contains the most delightful news in the world news that will till each of your separate and nil your collective hearts w 1th joy when you hear it. I will not take up your time by asking you to try and guess, lecause you never would. Our dear Agnes is about to become a ltlshoeKS. Rut do not, my loves, lie too elated by the grandeur of the connection, lie is only a colonial bishop. Listen to mother's letter. " 'It seems that Agnes produced a great impression upon him when he saw her a year ago at the Murstons". He thought lier so very sweet, nnd was so struck by her earnest interest in mission work. So he begged Mrs. Marston to liivitethem to meet again, and promised to her the day In-fore yesterday. She is to accompany him to Africa In the spring. It will be a great trial to pnrt from her, .socially ns we have already lost one of our dear chil dren, but. If it is for her happiness, we must not consider ourselves. "Fancy Aggie Bishopcss of the Canni bal Islands!" cried Madge; "perhaps they will cat her some day. I wonder if a sweet woman tastes better than an ordi nary one? I remember quite well meeting the bishop at the Marstons' and thinking him oue of the most odious and domineer ing wretches I ever saw. He is very small, w ith coal-black eyes and lieard, and a com plexion of a decidedly liverish hue; he looked as though he might have Improved it with soap and water if he cared to, but I don't think he did care. lie had a de lightful conviction that ninety-nine out of every hundred souls would go to a naughty place, and he looked as if he had a fiendish temper. So Aggie's sweetness will have full scope." Msriire uttered her tirade with such a mixture of drollery and malice that even Tom burst out laughing. I .ate In the afternoon, when he was sit ting in his wife's boudoir before dinner he had resumed this old affectionate cus tomJune said, leaning her head against his shoulder: "We must give Agnes a very handsome wedding present," And then, with some thing akin to her old playful manner, "It will be a thank offering." "We will give her whatever you like, my darling," answered Tom. "It Is Just as well, perhaps, that she Is going away, but," with emphasis, "whether she goes or stays, no one shall ever come between my wife and me again." "Do yon swear it?" said June, looking earnestly Into his eyes. "I swear it. So help me heaven," h answered. And, to ratify his bond, he took her In his arms and kissed her sweet, pale face fervently again and again. (The end.) Labor Notes. The Paraxon Mills. Cedartown, Ca.. will put in Ki.iMin mule spindles. A. W. Birbeck is secretary. . The cow butler people in England tune been trying to procure legislation adverts to biitlerine, but thev have not succeeded. The Uuena Vista Woolen Mills, Lexing ton, Va., are running a fall force of oper atives day and night to fill government or dtThe formation of a corps of electrical engineers in England seem to have been retardod because Urn uniform selected did not meet the approval of the lasim ions volunteers. The expression "factory" means any premises where steam, water or other me chanical power i" u-oil in aid of any man ufacturing process there carried on. ia sachiisctts Statute. . The value of the merchandise enteren last month for consumption n ."' minion of Canada was $i.ss7,2SH. and the dutv collected wa I,7mJ,572. Tho value of the free goods entered was Tho total exports amounted to $lu,tiM, '.'H, of which $!,563,j:i'J worth was the pimiuce oi i aiiao.i. , .,. . ;1 .. The M ibama Steel and Shipbuilding Company has l.een oiganized at Birmine ham Ala., with N. K. Barker, of . mingham. n" president, and wnh a "j"'al stock of J-iMi,iMi, and authority to issa.. a .r i 'i'l... trS of the f l,IUH,ni' in iiomif. i lot- enterprise are local ami other capitalists. UIKI llie ieniiee - - . 'niniiaiiv. which latter cm poratioii guarantees its bonds. , The Canadian w.xsi pii.. which ten years ago was of such sniuU di mensions a to be practically trivial, as now an annual output of over a null on dollars, and the quality matches the quan tity. Canadian pulp l M in I-nglaJid. The demand for war news in the bnite.l States has increased the consumption ' wood pulp paper used for newspaper from 25 to 0 per cent. Every factory in which five or more persons are employed, and every work Siop in which five or more tin .iron, voiine person or women are employed, shall while work is carried on therein, be so ventilated that the air shall not be come so exausted or impure as to be inju rious to the health of tho persons em ploved tl eroin, nnd shall also bo so venti- practicable, all gases, vapors, dust or !..' : ..;;. ....nerate.1 in the con re or tho manufacturing process or handi craft t arried on therein which may b Injurious to neaii". It is slated that vast untouched lieds of sheet mica lie wilhin lifly miles d Kiao-Chou bav, China. -The tomb of Mohammed is covered with diamonds, sapphires and rubies, valued at 1 J.r.(HI,(Nio. There are 2IS7 different varieties of fni. es.-:iM S and ladders to le used in case of emergency. It is asserted that plote-plass will make a more durable monument than the hard est granite. tated that first letter from her new SHE was a bit haughty to me home, and my heart ached for It that particular day, but I didn't j ye wcre uearing the days of Gettya care, for I waa desperately In lov. burg, and needed all the encouragement with another glrL I that should be give, to men who real- xne "gne" or wnom l am writing u my wife, and as my pencil traces th paper, she sits by my side, smiling and cooing softly to our youngest grand child, a lovely baby boy. I can't recall the day that I bare not known my wife. We were children to gether In our lovely home in the Blue Hills. By some freakish relationship, for which one of our ancestors was re sponsible, Jane Merriam was nominal ly my aunt, though several years my junior. Her father and mother died before she was 12, and from that day . on she made her home with our family, i with whom she was connected by dls- j tant blood ties. I was away at school at the time of her bereavement and npon returning for vacation found het at the old Marcelllne homestead. "Aunt . Jane," the younger ehildrcn called her, j and I soon fell into their way, although ' she was Jennie to me, and wo were playmates. "Aunt Jane" was a beautiful child, with dark hair and rich gray eyes, and she hud grown Into a handsome girl, when at the expiration of my college term at Richmond I returned to my home In the Blue Hills to hang up my shingle as a lawyer. It was just a year before the breaking out of the war. I was getting along famously, when all my calculations were '1'iset, and I en listed In a company of volunteers from our little place to help Iee defeat the enemy. 1 It was on the day of my departure that Jnne Merriam gave me that haughty answer, with which my story begins. "Aunt Jane," I had said, when I told her I was going away that night, "Ml be hack In less than six months. By that time we'll have driven the Tan kees across our lines, and I'll celebrate whltn nouc ea ''St who lived to telJ the victory by marrying the gi I lta talc of horror. Charlie was shot by love!" my side on Seminary Ridge. I saw at a "You don't know what you are fay-' Blance that he was badly wounded and Ing," answered Aunt Jane, with a l'ukcd hlm u? ,n m ,rms to carl' haughty stare. "I fear the Yankees j Ulnl bnck to the Un will do us all great harml" Tossing There I laid him down, putting him In her beautiful head that I might not see ; 'be cure of one of our boys, whose aim her furiously blushing face, she run wns "battered by a bullet. Into the house. wltu hlm" 1 l'KSl. "unril I There was Yankee blood In Autit return, and If he should be dead, do Jane, although of a distant strain. Her Bot ,ot his burled. I promised great grandmother had come from En- i to ft" " his poor old mother." gland to marry Jane's handsome nu Toward night, when the battle censed, eestor. from whom she inherited her , 1 hastened back to my friend Chnrlle. dark beauty. "Aha!" I whistled softly to myself, "Aunt Jane's sympathies are a trifle divided!" I snid nothing to the family about my discovery, but hnrrie.l away to take leave of Cousin Lucy Gordon. I had been In love with Lucy liefore I went away to college, i and I fancied myself more desperately smitten than ever now that I was to bid her farewell. We were distant- lv related. Luct and I. and she was of the same age as Aunt June, barely 11. Two women were never more .trangely contrasted. Lucy was a I ut terfly. a doll with golden curls, eyes like the summer sky. Hps like cherries tjlic 1Mj ji' yi. , t:. jj rotl ros't KNOW WHAT TOtJ HI SATIMO, and kittenish ways. She shed blltei tears and kissed her farewell. With out much coaxing on my part she promised that she would wait for m till the end of doom to become my wife. So I went away happy after all, for sweet Lucy's promise was the tnl's man that strengthened me and hade me hope In the terrible days that fol lowed. Several gushing, girlish letters came from her In answer to my passionate avowals of undying love and fealty. How they sweetened the hardships and dull, aching moments of those Inter minable days and nights! I had In-en In several battles and a number of the boys from our place were either killed or maimed. Charlie Ferguson, my collegoiuate and the yon of the district attorney of Maroclllue, with whom I bad been reading law, es caped without a scratch. Our good luck made us vow to stick together through It all, or see each other's bod ies home, should fate deal more un kindly with us than It had. Months passed without a word from home. Then a letter came from Lucy, postmarked New York. It bore the marks of having been opened, censor ed and reseated, to prevent contraband Information, before It was sent to Its destlnntlou Lee's camp. Lucy had been sent to New York by her parents to some of Aunt Jnne's re lations to escape the dreariness of fh war at home. Aunt Jane was asked to loin her. but she chose to remain with my fattier and mother and the smaller children In the dear old, desolate Mar celllne home. The little sweetheart's letter was as gushing as ever. It whs tiled with endearing terms, and re counted enthusiastically bow delight fully she was being entertained by a select circle of New York friends. Somehow, the ingenuous ring in the butterfly nature was lacklnjr, that die- HI I Ik JlTa-'l' Hbh "A. jN'.'M!M . I OMit ze that thev are flirhtlnir for a lost cause. Our army had been Tlctortoos, at ChancellorsTllle, and from all over tha South came the clamor for Lee'a irmy to Invade the Northern States. Early In June our forces were centered at Culpeper, and Charlie and I wer BEVKRE1TTI.T IOPEWBB IT. two of 100,0(10 men ready to sacrifice our life's blood for Lee and oar conn try. In the waning days of June my friend received a letter from home. I caught him reading It In a corner of our tent by the light of his pipe, for the sun was Just going down behind Oulp's Hill. "From home?" I asked anxiously. "Yes, from Annt Jane. She sends het love to you and bids yon not to grow discouraged." "Any word from Lucyf "None." I had never known Charlie to be so reticent -about his letters, which lie usually banded me for perusal. But this I saw blni put away in his breast pocket. In the days that followed I had little time to wonder what bad made my mate so downhearted and gloomy. Then came that memorable day In July, He had died while I was gone, and his body lay tn a long trench with hun dreds of others ready to be covered with earth as soon as the men who had dug this wholesale grave coulJ catch their brentb and complete tholr terrible work. The guard I had put over him ltood bfthe side of the ditch where he " i "Lieutenant," said he, "Mr. Fergtl- re.juei.wu me to .en you mat mo letter In his breast pocket should not be taken out by any oue but you. Ho also bade me tell you to read It." Gently I lifted the body In my arms ' md from his pocket extracted the locument he had left me. I thought It ' ftAt-hfina Q ninmftrflnitnm t his luvt wishes, which he wanted me to carry ut. The receptacle over his heart car ried nothing but a letter. It was from Aunt Jane. Reverently I opened it. I knew that Charlie was fond of her, but I never 4ioamn tliof ha 1 w Ha. nnil Th fk . I asked her to be his wife. ....... , w . , t , . Acuueny uui uriniy sue reiuse'j nun. mi love nnothor " she wrotA. "Yon mnv !f'u'ss 14 ls nlv rlayfellow, lieu Sut- tin. nut ne win never Know, lie is: nintliv in love witn L.ucy sne n.;s lor- ! gotten htm. Yesterday we recelvi d the tnouncement of her marriage with a wealthy Boston merchant. Do not tell Ben this! He needs all his courage. It would lie cruel to blast his hopes In these bard, trying times." My eyes filled with tears ns I read Aunt Jane's letter. A sigh for Lucy, yes. fickle Lucy, wrung Itself from my heart; but the pain her faithlessness gave mo was wiped out by Aunt Jane's Jlvlne lore. I placed the letter In the pocket over my heart. There It lay until I returned to Marcelllne at the close of the war. Aunt Jane stood by the gute to wel come me. My father had died, but my mother was still there to greet me. That night under the trees of the old homestead, with no other face but the moon for a witness. I tokl Aunt Jane of my llnd. She turned scarlet and then deadly pale, but'liefore she bad time to fly from me I caught her In my arms nnd exacted the promise that made her my wife Utloa Globe. A Queenly Milkmaid. The Queen of the Belgians and Prin cess Clementine, while driving in a pony-cart one day last summer, had a charming rural adventure, which the London Tost describes: They stopped at a farmhouse to buy a glass of milk. Nobody but an old. pnralyeed woman was in the house, and she replied that no milk was left in the Jugs, and that she was unnble to go to milk a cow. "Never mind," said the queen; "If you will allow me, I will go to the pas ture. Just tell me where the Jugs are." "But, my dear lady, you are from the town, and you will never be able to milk a cow," objected the old woman. 8he was mistaken, however, for a little later her majesty returned with a half-filled Jug. Meantime, Princess Clementine had laid on the table three bowls, a loaf and the needful knives and plates. The old farmer's wife was served by the princes, who. It appears, greatly enjoyed the adventora. SERMONS OF THE DA! Julijeet: "eir-Slani;litpr" A Terrlldo lleniinrlatltin ol" Sulci. In Assa-initiatlon of Oilier it Mild Crime Coinpurvd With Assassination of Yourself. Text: "Do thyself no harm." Act3 10: . Here Is n would-be sulcido arrested in his deadly attempt. He was a sheriff, and, aeeord'nsr to the Roman law, a baililT him self miT-t sutTor the punishment due on es eaped prisoner; and if ttio prisoner break ing jail was sentenced to bo endungnonod for three or lour years, then tho sheriil must bo ennuujo;ird for three or four years, and If tlm prisoner breaking jail was to have suffered capital punishment, then the sheriff must suffer capital punishment. The sheriff had received especial charge to keep a sharp lookout for l'aul and Silas. The government had not much confidence In bolts and bars to keep safe these two clergymen, about whom thero seemed to be some'tiliig strange and supernatural. Suro enoyj'h, by miraculous power, they are free, and t je sheriff, waking out of a sound slc'p, ud supposing these mluisters have run away, and knowing that they were to die for preaching Christ, and real izing that ho must therefore die, rathei than go under the executioner's axe on the morrow and suffer public disgrace, resolves to precipitate hisown decease. Jhit before the sharp, keen, glittering dagger of the sheriff could strike his heart, ono of the un loosened prisoners arrests tho biadu by the command. "Do thyself no harm " In olden times, and where Christianity had not interfered Itli it, suicide w;is considered honorable and a sign of cour age. Demosthenes poisoned himself when told that Alexander's ambassador had de manded tho surrender of tho Athenian orator. Isocrates killed himself rather than surrender to Philip of Macndon. t'ato, rather than submit to Julius Cesar, took his own life, and three times after his wounds had been dressed, tore thorn opeu nnd perished. Mithridntes killed himself, rather than submit to Fompey, tho con queror. Hannibal destroyed his life by poison from his ring, considering life un bearable. Lycurgus a suicide, Itrutus a sulcido. After tho disaster of Moscow, Napoleon always carried with him a prep aration of poison, and ono night his servant heard tho ex-emperor arise, put something in a glass and drink it, and soon nfter tho groans aroused nil tho at tendants, and it was only through utmost medical skill that ho was resuscitated. Times have changed, y.t tho American conscience needs to bo toned up on the subject of suicide. Have you seen a paper In the Inst month that did not nnuounce the passage out of lifo by one's own behest? Defaulters, alarmed at th idea of exposure, quit lifo precipitately. Men losing large fortunes go out of tho world because tiiey cannot enduro earthly existence. Frus trated affection, domestio infelicity, dys peptic Impatience, anger, remorse, envy. jealousy, destitution, misanthropy, arc considered suilieient causes for abscon 1 ing from this lifo by Paris green, by lauda num, by belladonna, by Othello's dagger, by halter, by leap from the altutmont of a bridge, by llroarms. More cases of felo do se In tlio Inst two years than in any two years of tho world's existence, and more in tho last month than In any twelve months. Tho evil is more nnd more spread ing. A pnlpit not long ago expressed some doubt ns to whether thero was really any thing wrong about quitting this lifo when It became disagreeable, and thero arc found in respectable circles people apolo getic for tho crimo which l'aul in tho text arn-sted. I shall show you before I get through that sulcido is the worst of all crimes, and I shal' lift a warning unmis takable. Hut in tho early part of this ser mon I wish to admit that some of the best Christians that have ever lived have com mitted self-destruction, but always In de mentia, and not responsible. I have no more doubt about their eternal felicity than I hnvo of tho Christian who dies in his bed in tho delirium of typhoid fever. Whilo tin shock of the catastrophe is very great. I charge ail thoso who have ha 1 Christian friends under cerebral aberration stop off the boundaries of this life, to have no doubt nhoat their happiness, Tim dear Lord took thorn right out of their daed and frenzied state into perrect safety. How Christ feols towards tho insane you may know from tho way Ho treated the de moniac, of fla lara and the child lunatic, and the potency with which Ho hushed tempests either of sea or brain. Scotland, the land prolific of intellectual giants, had none grander t linn Hugh Miller, Great for science and great for Go.!. IO was nn older in St. John's Presbyterian Church. Ho camo of tho best Highland blood, and was a descendant of Donald Iloy, a man eminent for piety and tho rare gift of second sight. His attainments, climbing up ns ho did from tho quarry and the wall of tho stone mason, drew forth the astonished admiration of Kneklan I and Murchison, the scientists, and Dr. Chal mers, the thoologlan, and held universities spellbound while ho told them tho story o! what he had seen of Ood in "The Old lied Sandstone." That man did more than any other being that ever lived to show that tho Ood of tho hills is tho God of tlio Bible, and he stuck his tuning-fork on tho rocks of Cromarty until ho brought geology and theology accordant In divine worship. His two books, entitled "Footprints of tho Creator" and "Tho Testimony of tho Bocks," proclaimed tho banns of an ever lasting marriage between genuine sclenco and revelation. On this latter hook ho toiled day and night. through loveof nature and love of God, until ho could not sleep and his brain gnve way, and he was found dead with a revolver by his side, tho cruel Instrument having had two bullets ono for him and tho other for tho gunsmith, who at the coroner's inquest was examin ing It and fell dead. Have you any doubt of tho bentiflcatlon of Hugh Miller nft r his hot brain had ceased throbbing tli.it winter night in his study at rortohrllo? Among the mightiest of earth, among the mightiest of heaven. No one doubted the piety of William Cow pcr, the author of tnosethree groat hvmns, 'Oh, For a Closer Walk With ibid," "What Various Hindrances Wo Meet," "Thero Is a Fountain Filled With Wood" William Cowper, who shares with Isaac Watts and Charles Wesley tho chief honors of Christian hymnology. In hypochon dria he resolved to tttko his own life, nn I rode to the River Thames, but found a man seated on somo goods at that very point from which ho expected to spring, and redo bnck to his home, nnd that ni .-iit throw himself npon his own knife, but the blade broke; and then ho hanged hims"lf to tho ceiling, but tho rope broke. While wo make this merciful nnd right eous allowance in regard to thoso who wero plungod into mental incoherence, I declare that tho man who, in tho use of his reason, by hisown not, snaps tho bond between his body and his Soul, goes straight Into i. r li tlon. Shall I prove it? Involution 21, K "Murderers shall have their part in tie' lake which burneth with llro and brim stone." Eovelntion 22, 15 "Without dogs and sorcerers and whoremongers and murderers." Yon do not believe the New Testament? Then, perhaps, yon be lieve the Ten Commandments: "Thou shalt not kill." Do yon say that all these passages refer to tho taking of the life of others? Thenlnskyou If yon nro not as responsible for your own life ns for tae life of others? God gnve von a special tru-t in life, and mnde you tho custodian of yoi;r life, and Ho mndo you the custodian of no other life. He gavo you as weauens vit'i which to defend it two arms to strike down assailants, two eyes to watch for invasion, and a narnrnl lovo of lifo which ought ovr to be on tho alert. Assassination of other Is a mild crime compared with th assas sination ol yourself, because In the latter ase it Is treachery to an e-poeial trut; h 3 the surrender of a castle you witj os pncially appointed to keep; it is treason t -a natural law, and it is treason to God ndd" ed to ordinary murdor. ToshowhowGod of tho Tiihlo looked upon this' crime, I point you to tho rogues' picture gallery in some parts of the Ciblo, tho plotures of tho people who have com mitted this unnatural crime. Here Is the headless trunk c Saul .on the walls of Oath. shan. Hero Is tho man who chased mi.t David ten feet In stature eha-iii3 four. Here Is tho man who consulted u clairvoy ant. Witch of I'.ndor. Hero is a man wiio, whipped in battle, instead of snrreudei ii g his sword with dignity, as many n man hi" dono, asks his servant to slav him, a:ii when that servant declined, then tho giant plants the hilt of his sword in tho earth, tho sharp point sticking upward, and he throws his body oi It and oplr.s the emr ard, tho sulci Id! Here is Ahitopln-I, ths Machiavelli of olden times, butravlng his best fiiond, David, in order that lio niay he. come prime minister of Absalom, and join ing that fellow In his nttompt at parrii iito. Not getting what ho wanted hy eliangn of polities, bn takes a short cut out of a dis graceful life Into tho suicide's eternity. Thero ho is, tho Ingrate! Hero is Abimnleeh, pratiuully a sulcido. Ho U with an army, bombarding a tower, when a woman in tho tower takes a grind stone from its place and drops it upon ii is head, and with what life ho lias left In his cracked skull ho commands hfs annor boarer: "Draw thy sword and slay mo, lest mon say a woman slow mo." Tln-ro is liis post-mortom photograph in tho Hook ol Samuel. Uut tho hero of this group Is Judas Isoariot. Dr. Donno says ho was a mar tyr, and wo have in our day apologists for him. And what wonder. In this day when we have n book revealing Aaron liarr in n pattern of virtue, and in this day when we uncover a statue ol (ioorgo tvind as t!i benefactress of literature, and in this day , wueu uiero aro ooirayais ot t.unsi on trie part ol somo of His protended apostles a betrayal so black it makes tho iu'.nmy of Judas Iscariot white! Vet this man by his hand hung up for tho execration ot all ages, Judas Iscariot. Ail tho good men an 1 womon of tho Hi bio left to (rod tho decision of tho earthly terminus, and they could hnvo said with Job, who had a right to commit suicide II nny man ever had, what with his destroyed property and his body all nllii'uo wit'i in sufferable carbuncles, and everything g ono from his homo except the chief curse, of it a pestiferous wife and four garrulous peo ple pelting him with comiortless talk while ho sits on a heap of nshes scratching his scabs with a piece of broken pottery, yet crying out in triumph: "All tho days of my appointed timo will I wait till my chmgu comes." Notwithstanding tho Blblo is nguinst this evil, nnd the avor-don which it create by tho loathsomo and ghastly spe :tace ot those who have hurled themselves out of lifo, and notwithstanding Christianity is ngainstit aud the arguments nud the use ful lives and the illustrious deal lis of Its disciples, it is a fact alarmingly patent that stib'ido is on the increase. What 1-t tho cause? I charge upon iutl leiity an I agnosticism this whole thing. If tbe.-c be no hereafter, or if that hereafter ! bliss ful without reference to how wo live and how wo die, why n.it move back the fold ing doors between this world and the next? And when our existence bore be comes troublesome why not pass right over into Klysiu'n? Put this down a.nong your most solemn reflections. There has never been a caso of sulcido wliero tile operator was not either d"inentec, and therefore irresponsible, or nn inn lei. I challenge all the ages and I challeng tho universe. There never has been a caso of self-destruction whilo in full appreciation of his immortality nnd of the fact that that Immortality would bo glori ous or wretcho 1 according ns ho accepted Jesus Christ or rejocte-1 Him. You say it is a business trouble, or you say it Is electrical currents, or It is this, or it is that, or it Is the other thing. hy not go clear back, my friend, and aeknov. ledge that in every case It is tho abdication of reason or tho teaching of inlidelity, which practically says: "If you don't like this life get out of it, and you will land either in annihilation, where thero nro no notes to pay. no persecutions to suffer, no gout to torment, or you will land where thero will bo everything glorious and nothing to pay for it." Inlidelity has al viys been apologetic forself-lmmolation. After To:n Paiue's "Ago of Season" was published and widely rend there was a marked in crease of self-slaughter. A man in London hoard Mr. Owen de liver his intldel lecture on socialism, and went home, sat down, and wrote these words: "Jesus Christ Is ono of tho we ikesi characters in history, and tlio ISibie is the greatest possible deception," and then shot himself. David Hume wrot" theso words: "It would bo no crime for mo to divert the Nile or tlio Danube from its natural bed. Where, then, can be tho crime in my divert ing a few drops of blood from their ordin ary chnnni.'l?" And having written the essay ho loaned it to n friend, the friend read it, wrote a letter of tliaifks and admir ation, and shot himself. Appendix to the same book. llousseau, Volt aire. Gibbon, Montaigne, i were apologetic for self-immolation. Inll- leiity puts up no bar to peonle rushing out from this world into the next, ill -y teach us it does not make nny difference how you live hero or go out of this world: you will land either in an oblivious nowhere or a glorious somewhere. And inlidelity holds tlio upper end of tho rope for tho suicide, nnd alms tho pistol with which a man blows his brains out, nnd mixes the strych nine for the last swallow, If infidelity could carry tho day and porsuado tho ma jority of pooplo In this country that It does not mnko any difference how you go out of this world you will land safely, the Totomno would be so full of corpses the boats would be Impeded In their progress, and tho crack of the suicide's pistol would be no mofo alarming than the rumble of a street car. I havo sometimes heard it discussed whether the great dramatist was a Chris tian or not. Ho was n Christian. In his last will ami testament ho commends his soul to God through the saerillce of Jesus Christ. Would God that tho coroners would be bravo in rendering tho right verdict, and when in a caso of irresponsibility they say: "While this man wis demented l;o took his life;" in the other caso say: "Having read intldel books and attended infidel lectures, which obliterated from this man's mind all appreciation of future retribution, ho com mitted self-slaughter!" Havo nothing to do with an infidelity so cruel, so debasing. Como out of that bad company into tho company of those who believe the Bible. Benjamin Franklin wrote: "Of this Jesus of Nazareth have to say that tho system of morals Ho left, and tho religion Ho has given us nro the best things tho world has ever seen or is likely to see." Patrick Henry, the electric champion of liberty, says: "Tho book worth all other books put together Is the Blblo." Benjamin Bush, the leading phys iologist and anatomist of hisday.the great medical scientist what did ho say? "The only true anil perfect religion Is Christiani ty." Isaac Newton, tho leading philoso pher of his time what did he say? "The suhlimest philosophy on earth is the philos ophy of tho Gospel." David Brewster, lit tho pronunciation of whoso name every scientist tlio world over bows his head David Brewster, saying: "Oh, this religion has been a grent light to mo, a very great light nil my days." President Thiers, tho great irench statesman, acknowledging that ho prayed when ho said: "I Invoke the Lord God, In whom I nm gla I to be lieve." David Livingstone, able to eon- rquer tho lion, able to conquer the panther. able to conquer tho savage, yet conquered by this religion, so when they fin I bi n dead they llnd him on his kneis. Salmon I. Chase, Chief Justice of the Su preme Court of the L'nited States, appoint ed by President Lincoln, will take tho wit ness'staud. "Chief Justice Cliaso, please to stc.te what you have lo say about tho boox eomuioiilv e-..leii tho l.ftilo. I tut witn repli s: "J" ere camo a time in mv lifo when I doubted the divinity of tho Script r.r '3. and I resolved ns a lawyerand judgi I would try tho book us I would try every thing elso in tho court-room, taking evl doaeo for and ngninst. It was a long and serious and jirofound Btudy, an 1 using the same principles of ovidonce In this religious matter as I always io in secular matters have eomo to tho decision that the Blblo is a supernatural book, that it has come from God, and that tho only safety for tho human race is to toiiow us leacmngs. -juage, that will do. Go out back again to your nillow of dust on tno nanus ol tho Ohio.' ! Next I put upon the witnoss statfd a Tresl the united mates j on n yulncy Un.. "Preafdnnt Adama h.l K.i mi to sav about the Bible and Chris. UanlU?'! th.eE8itdajjtreDUfi9: SJ hATetor I I many years maoo it a practice to rend through tho Ilible once a yar. My cus j torn Is to read four or live chapters every i morning Immediately nfter rising from my ! bed. It employs about an hour of mvtltne. and soems to mo tho most suitable manner of beginning the day. In what light so ever wo regard tho I'.lble, whether with reference to revelation, to history or to morality, it Is an Invaluable and inex haustible mine of knowledge nnd virtue." "Chancellor Kent, what do you think of tho Iiihle?" Answer: "No other book ever addressed Itself so authoritatively and so pathetically to tho judgment an 1 moral senso of mnnklnd." "Kdmund lhirko, what do you think of tho lilble? Answer: "I havo rend tho biblo morning, noon and night, and have ever since been tho hnpplor and tho better man for such rending." Young men of America, eomo out of tho circle of Infidels mostly made up of cranks and lnbeciles Into the company of intellectual giants, nnd turn your back on nn Inlidelity which dostroys body and soul. Ah! Infidelity, stand up and take thy sentence! In tho presence of (io.l, angel-i and men, stand up, thou monster! Thy Up blasted with blasphemy, tlieyeliok scarred with nnclcannuss, thy breath foul with tho corruption of the ages! stand up. Satyr, filthy goat, bu:'.zard of tho nations, leper of the centuries! Stnnd up, thou monster. Infidelity. I'art man, part panther, part reptile, part dragon, stand up and take thy sentence! Thy hands red with tho blood In which tnou hast washed, thy feet crimson with tho human goro through which thou hast waded, stand up and t iko thy sentence! Down with thee to the pit, and sup on the sobs and groans of thoso thou hast destroyed, and let thy inu-ie be tho overlnstlng miserere of thos whom thou hast damned! I brand tho forehead of Inlidelity with all tlio crimes of self-immolation for the last century on the part of thoso who had their reason. My friends, if ever your life, through its abrasions nnd its molestations, should seem to bo unbearable, and you are tempt ed to quit It by your own behest, do not consider yourself as worse than others. Christ Himself was tempted to cn-t Him self from the roof of tho Temple, but as He resisted, so resist ye. Christ came to medicine nil wounds. In your trouble I prescribe life instead of ileatli. people who havo had it worse than you will ever have it, havo gone songfully on their wav. lie member that (iod keeps tho chronology of yonr lifo with lis much pre-l-bin as lb. keeps the chronology of nations, your grave as well as your cradle. Why u a- it that nt iiiidiiignt, ju-t at mi dulglit . t'i 'le st roying nngei struck lie blow 1 tint -et I ho Israelites free from bondage? l ie- four hundred and thirty years were up at tw i-lvo o clock that night. I lie f.oir luinlre. . thirty years were not u o nl eleven, aiel III. I lie o'clock would have been tarly and loo late. The four bun Ire I and thirtv years wero up nt twelve o'clock, nn I the de stroying angel struck the bl.iw. mi l l-rael was free. And lod knows ju-t the hour when it is time to lea 1 you up fron earthly bondage. Ilv His gr im make not the worst of things, but best of thorn. If you must take tho pills. do 1 1 . t chew the n. Your everlasting reward will occur I with your earthly perturbations, just as Cains gavo to Agrippa a chain of gold as heavy lis had been a chain of iron. Tor the a-k- ing you may have the same grace that was given tho Italian niartvr, Algerius. win. down in tho darkest of dungeons, dated his letters from "the delectable orchard "f tlio Leonino prison." And remember that this rtef lifo Is surrounded bv a rim. a verv thin, but very important rim, and close up to that rim is a great eternity, and you had better keep out of it until Hod breaks that rim and separates this rrom that. 1 o get rid of tho sorrows of earth, do not ruh into groatersorrows. To get rid of a -warm of summer insects, leap ted int o a juiiglo of Bengnl tigers. 1 hero Is a sorrowless world, and it is so radiant that tho noonday sun is only the lowest doorstep, and the aurora that ibrhts up our northern Heavens, confounding nstronomers ns to what It can be, Is tho waving of tho banners of the procc-sion como to take tlio conquerors home fr on church militant to ciiurch triumphant, and you and I havo ten thousand reason- for wanting to go there, but wo will never get there either by self-immolation or luipeid toncy. All our sins slain by ChrUt who camo to do that thing, wo want to go In at just tho timo divinely arranged, and from a couch divinely spread, and then the clang of tlio sepulchral gates behind us will bo overpowered by the clang of tho opening of tho solid pearl before us. o GoJ! Whatever others may choose, give mo a Christian's life, a Christian's ileal h, a Christian's burial, a Chri tlun's immor tality! TO RENEW THE LOBSTER SUPPLY Tlie Goi-crnmctit's KO'ort to lriinnuiitu This Kind nt Shelin-h. The I'lilted States Government Is making great efforts, bv scientific propagntbui. to restock tho coast waters of Maine with lob sters. Tho l'nited States Fish Commis sioners' schooner Grampus, which hns I n at work along the coast for several months, has collected 1750 seed lobsters from which ls.,000,000 eggs have been obtained and hatehod out at Gloucester Ma-s. Ofttieso fry about 5,Onn,nno have been release. 1 In Casco Bay and tho other aro to be dis tributed at various plas-.s from Portland eastward. Tho fry aro very small, but through tho thit and trauf parent shell can be se n tho perfectly formed lobster, with the eye, es jiecinlly prominent. Constant changes of water are necessary to keep t!ie:u alive. It likely that a lobster hatchery will soon bo established on the Maine coast, and be fore many years these shellfish will be ns plentiful and cheap as ever they we-o. ANTISEPTIC SURCERY RESULTS. Gratifying Keports I'roni tin' SurKa.Hiw if lie Nm'y. Van lbyi Hurio(n-(itn'ral Van ll'-yin'ii, of tho rnlteil States, Navv Iiai r-'iN-ivil a rM".rt from thu Surn'iii-J wit ti th DV.-t. mIi-iwIiil; that In tlio many flii-s of woim-l sunm uf tht in RcriotH, i).-t a risi? of tfrnc'i tturn or an acuinuluti'in of j-uh lia-t api' -unM In mv ras l-'rom a nif'liVal st'in-lpomt tin's sarl to ti a mark'l a-lvint-M fro-n th 'on.)i! ton (ItirhiL t!iM Civil War, aii'l atiril.tit' ! lo thu iutroiii''Iioii of nut i - - -1 . 1 j. tvnl -m-nt "f wouikIh. It shows that no fvr f 1 1 v.-- Him wounds, aii'l that with tin a'-'--.. I pus th oiiiiIh lif.'tl rapi'lly whiniit nu- lU''atioii4. JoiisMi'rin:T tin lt- tl nu.ii1' r "f w -im N to tr'!i''l, uw aii'l 1 1 r ;i i i ' r. lln- h n'ltar'h'il Hi a mo-t Mil i-f;i-i -rv -'i not only tn in l i :i I -i-ifiH'', l.ti in t'i- -via'ioii of suH'-riti. Ili'dt lnr in I'm 4. In Iiatti-ry I, ImiM II M;iMsai!iu-',l t Yohi nt r Warn'ii, J lost o it, from t Im I 'rook ton, th'-ri' an liv- ia tin AUns, rinir-iiills, T o MarshalLs. a vy A r 1 1 1 i t i now -it 1 ..rt !-I..m l-.Vf, ..f r.- "f Lrotii-r-. :t, U-tiriics .in I A in Mr ,.. .1. o,.. I.. i i.-l mult il i .1 I. Tho Kii I'iii'itv in It; i ii'i 1 1 nj Tho v ;iti I.alraor li.i oi 1 1, a ,i l i'l I .11 I lot .1 milt s Ion". Tin 1 1 i ;t in nla r lo I'L' I .im ol n Ii i if. i t In ) I rn, l.i i.-i . M Li Knlaiiil, :iiil otj-' 41 tin tyit ;i ion. H.ll'k " Jjl.l.ilt'l IM'tos ;i ': Kv. aril 1 1 M i l"nnn ono t 1 n -f 1 1. r "- ' tH'l Mil II I) t I.' The elephant lias no f i ilia tholl-lllid IlilIM les in hi lleiiK while a mail has only o7 in lii hodv. . f. l (V It lal.es cieht limes ll e sin th npslairsili.it il i eipi i l is I o ai ion, pi i-li I l.e aiue ilislain e 101 a b'i I. 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