Juniata sentinel and Republican. (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, August 03, 1898, Image 1

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NO. 34.
a x rue top or a steep an two
JL young men sat on a stone wall
J-by the roadside, resting.
It was late on a Sunday afternoon la
October. Stretching away on every
side, with here and there the roofs of
farm-houses visible, were the bright
colors of ripening foliage. Four miles
away toward the west was the hazy
outline of the city.
There had been silence for some time
between the two companions. At
length Howard Crane nix.ke. He was
an athletic fellow, with a healthy color
In his alert, smooth-tthaven face.
"I Bupiose this Is our last walk to
gether for this year." he said. "I shall
be lonesome enough without you all
winter. I wish you had not got to go
"And I wish you could go south with
me," said John Brant, smiling. He was
tall and .iire, with a pale, sensitive
face. "But of course the law can't get
on without yon."
Crane laughed. "I don't Just see how
I can leave now. I'd like to be with
you, only I'd hate to waste so much
time, and I was never particularly fond
of loafing around doing nothing."
"I know I'm lazy," said Brant, good
humoredly. "but where's the iwte hi my
doing anything? It would only be tak
ing iue bread cv.i f csuie poor fellow's
As the sun went down they left the
wall and set out at a brisk pace toward
the city.
"Of course," said Crane, after a
pause. "T don't want you to stay here
rip ,21
v w - ' m I II I a
If your health can't stand it. Queer
freak of your lungs to go back on you
this way, when they've never given
you any trouble before. A winter In
the South will fix you all right, but It's
going to be lonesome for me. You
know you are the only one I am at till
chummy with." He sighed deeply.
"You are not going to be so lonely as
you think," said Brant, with a quiet
"What do you mean?"
Brant hesitated, and then said, a lit
tle apologetically: "I know you'll think
I'm a silly old woman to believe it, but
I had a dream about you a little while
ago, and I can't get it out of my head.
It was so real."
"WeK. what was K7" prompted
Crane, as his friend 'paused.
"That you would be married In less
than a year." r'
"There's nothing I'm less likely to
do." said Cratie. laughing.
But I feel sure you will," said Brant
earnestly. "The tlrium was so vivid,
more like a vision. I saw you, and
where you lived, and you were very
"It's utterly absurd," said Crane.
"Such a thing hasn't entered my head."
lucj- ueritiuu sneul. as ttiey neared
the city, each occupied with his own
thoughts. At Crane's door they parted.
"If I'm married when you come back,
yeu must come and see us," he said,
lightly. "But I sha'n't be. I haven't
any faith In dreams."
"Yes. you will," said Brant, positive
ly, "and I'll be sure and visit you.
Slowly and dejectedly Brant walked
. along the brightly lighted streets to
I his borne. Leaving his coot and ha.1
'in the hall, he wen to his room, and.
groping his way across tt, sat down in
; the dark. With his head resting on his
' hands, the same perplexing, harassing
thoughts which had troubled him for
j the month past chased through his
tired brain.
Was he a fool, he asked himself, for
the hundredth time. He had deceived
his friends, making them think he
must leave home on account of his
health, when In reality it had never
been better. He was going away to
exile, leaving his family, ull his ac
quaintances, Qrane, a.nd, worst of all
Mildred. And for what? Because In that
wretched dream he had seen Mildred
happily married to Crane.
He was tempted even now, flit the
leventh hour, to go to Mildred and ask
jor to be his wife. Rut the spell of the
dream was upon him still, and be felt
that he could not betray his friend.
Even If he could, what reason had he
to think that Mildred returned hit
love? And supposing she did. It would
te a wrong to her, for he told himself
with self-deprecation, that Cram
would make her the better husband.
No. he wonld carry out his plan tc
the bitter end. The drm was rsJ
to him that he did not for a moment
doubt li3 coming true. He smiled a
little grimly as he thought how everj
one believed htm to have one foot Id
the grave, and how his naturally pale
face had helped to deceive them.
Mildred .could not expect to hear
from him, thinking him not able to
write. Then Crane would begin to
show her little attentions, and
But here he broke off his reflections,
and found himself feeling glad that he
would be away and would not have to
see the affair going on. When he came
back he would be able to meet her wttJi
no outward show of emotion.
All winter Brant wandered from
place to place. Crane wrote twice, at
the first, but he was a poor correspond
ent, and Brant's third letter remained
At home the winter's snows melted,
the days grew longer, spring came, and
In May Brant returned.
As he walked along the street from
the station he heard his name spoken,
and a moment later Crane was shaking
his hand, and saying words of wclcoum
I'm in a hurry now," said Crane,
"but come around to the office later,
and go home to tea with me. You see,"
went on, smilingly, "I've been mar
ried a month. It's all Just as you said
tt would be, and I believe In dreams
now your dreams, at any rate. Well,
cood-by for the present Be sure and
come out Margaret will be delighted
to see you."
Crane hurried off down the street.
Brant stood looking after htm with an
expression of overwhelming amaze
ment on his face.
"Margsretr he exclaimed, under hw
breath. "Hood heavens he's gone and
married the wrong one!" Otnaa Bee.
Money is everything to tho poor tal
low who hasn't a caafc
(ToW It I. Made in the Country Tkm
It Originated.
What the unrivaled doughnut such
as our grandmothers used to make. Is
10 good old New England, the tamale
(pronounced tay-mah-lee) Is to the
great Southwest The doughnut Is a
soclologlc and historical factor la New
Eugluud, and the tamale Is no less a
fauililar factor in Southern California.
And the loaf of brown bread and sa
vory dish of baked beans are no more
characteristic . of the "down East"
Yankee thn Is the corn dodger of the
Oeorgla-n and the tanuile of the Spanish-American.
Races cf people betray
their Individuality as snrely In what
they eat as In what they do and fy
and wear; and the history of the South
west which does not mention the ta
male is no history at all It Is only the
dry bones of history.
It Is no easy task for an American
who does not speak the Spanish lan
guage to learn the rather lengthy
process of making real, old-time Mexi
can tamales, but I obtained the follow-
11 g recipe from a reliable source:
"Take two quarts of yellow, dried
corn and boll In water with one-half
teacup of lime. Let boil till well cooked,
then wash thoroughly and grind on the
metata three times till it becomes very
tine. Take two full-grown chickens and
boll In water enough to cover them:
season with a little salt; lot boil till
juite tender, remove and let cool, then
:ut In small pieces. Mix with the corn
laugh (which has been rolled on the
metata) enough of the water In which
the chickens were foiled to make H
soft and add about two cups of lard.
Season with a little salt aud knead thor
oughly. "After this take three dozen chills
(red pepierst, remove seeds, roast In a
moderate oven a few seconds, take out
and place In tepid water, then grind on
tlx metata several times with a head of
garlic, then strain well. In a stewing
pot place some lard; when hot drop In
one onion, cut fine, and about a spoon
ful of flour. Lei cook a little while,
then drop in the chilis; let come to a
boll, add the cut chicken, a cupful ot
lives, a cupful of raisins, a teaspoonful
of sugar, a little salt and pepper and
let come to a boil again; then tike
away from the fire. Soak in cold water
dry corn husks. When well soaked,
shake them, trim the ends and apply
a thin layer of ths corn dough to the
half of each husk. Put a spoonful of
the stew on a prepared husk and cover
with a prepared husk. Tio the ends
with Scrl"s made from the same
husks. Place In a large pot of boiling
water and boll one hour."
Passing along some country road on
a forenoon one may frequently come to
the humble home of a Mexican family.
To the unthinking observer it Is un
sightly. There Is a ragged cypress
hedge In front, and a gate which has
lost all self-respect There are no
"walks," but dusty paths . that have
known the footfalls of many genera
tions. The old gray house, with Its
"dobe" waliS and sagging tile roof,
seems to be seriously considering the
advisability of giving over the efforts
to stand up at all and falling Into a
shapeless ruin. But that is deception.
It has stood that way for roa.i.v dec
ades. In the California sun and rain,
and will stand thus for many more.
There are several dark-skinned, brdght
eyed little "muchlehis' playing about,
and two or three mongrel dogs. To one
Mde of the house, under a wide-spreading
pepper tree, there Is a motherly
looking old woman bending over a met
ata stone. She Is making tamalos pre
paratory to dinner for el humbre when
he shall come from his work at noon
time. She Is stout In form, and with
a face which Is the sure Index to as
kind a woman's heart ns you will find,
though you travel the world around.
She has a bright-colored rabosa. or
head shawl, over her bead, and she
sings softly as she works. This Is a
humble Mexican home spot, but It may
be the abiding place of more of the do
mestic virtues and real happiness than
many a smart American home. Los
Angeles cor. St Louis Globe-Democrat
An Iceland Fisherman Bnrled in Hl
Little Dorj.
nerbert I. Ward writes In the Cen
tury of the "Heroes of the Peep," one
of the series of articles on "Heroes of
Peace." Mr. Ward says:
On April 25, 18!lf, fl fishing-vessel
came out from the harbor of Pyre
Fiord, Iceland, to bait up and set Us
trawls. It became calm at night, but
In the morning, when the dories went
ou to haul, it began to breeze up. The
gale came up so rapidly that the head
dories, In order to save themselves at
all, cut their gear and made for the ves
sel, which was drifting astern, so that
the men could get aboard. Soon all the
dories were in but one, and the skip
per was In the rigging, looking for it
anxiously. It was not long lefore he
discovered It to windward, bottom np
with the two men on top.
Volunteers offered instantly. By this
time the gale was a hurricane, and the
sea. had made rapidly. The great dan
ger was apparent One of the men who
went to the rescue as a matter of
course, at the peril of his life, was
Carl Eckoff, an indomitable Swede, I
have been unable to discover the name
of the other two.
The wind aa well aa the tide was
against the rescuers. Again and again
they were almost swamped but rapid
bailing and skillful handling carried
them on In the white bell. At last, well
nigh spent, they reached the dory Just
In time to aave one man alive. But tha
other waa dead. His bead was fouled
In the gear where he had fallen over,
benumbed by the ley water. They car
ried him back to the vessel, and work
ed three hours in vala trying to reana
dtaite him. Then they made for the
Oa the following day a procession of
the crews of three vessels wended Its
way to the churchyard. Uplifted upon
the stalwart arms of monrnlng mates,
the dory led tha war. It waa the as
sassin dory, and In K, la simple state,
lay the man It had killed.
Up through tae churchyard, into the
plain church, the man waa carried in
this Strang bier. TWere he waa laid
before ths pulpit, while be minister
Mfcltrlr to ftt fraya? fevjs 64-
Tt,e freezing rfrave was ready. IB It
John Jacobsan was buried. No longer
will he rUk the gale or the Ice. The
dory that had slain him was his cotDn;
and the cold earth of warm-hearted Ice
land has covered both man and boat In
an eternal peace.
The voice of a woman is audible In
a balloon at the height of about two
miles, while that of a man has never
reached higher than a mile.
The Introduction of the electric light
In the Roman catacombs has been
chronicled already. Now it Is proposed
to light the galleries of the great pyra
mids of Egypt In like manner.
A recent ocean-going freight steamer
h&s run for twelve months on an ex-
nui'.lltiirn n f a 1 1 1 f I .t At-ar nn nniirwl n?
I t-"""'" " " "
1 coal j:cr horse power per hour in fa
' miliar terms, about half a quart of
, coal did the work of a horse for an
( hour. The engine had five cylinders,
and the steam pressure was 250 pounds
to the square inch.
Pr. L. I J. See tound the cause of
the twinkling of stars to be the pres
ence In the atmosphere of innumerable
little air currents or waves, which dart
through the air and cause a break in
the light from the star. These little
air currents can be distinguished
through the 24-Inch telescope very
plainly, on nights when this twinkling
Is observed most, by removing the eye
piece of the Instrument.
In the Interior of Australia absence
of water has prevented not only the
settlement, but In some places, even
the effective exploration, of the coun
try. At present the artesian well sys
tem Is being steadily extended into the
arid reginus, and nt the recent meet
' Ing of the Australasian Association for
i the Advancement of Science, Sir James
! Hector declared that this advance of
the wells was a feature of great prom
ise In the future of the more barren
Darts of the Australian continent.
' A 6trange account is given of the
performances of a government artesian
well at Lower Brule Ageucy, in South
Pakota. When first driven, the well
threw up a column of water six Inches
In dlametfr. After a -wtiilt It began ts
r-iout alternately, sand and water. Re
cently blue clay has taken the place
of both sand and water. There seems
to be aa endless supply of the clay,
and the pressure upon It In the bowels
of the earth must be tremendous. It
completely fills the C inch pipe, and Is
sues at the top like a gigantic sausage,
rising to a height of five or six feet
before it topples over. It Is necessary
to remove the deposit of clay .In order
to save the well from becoming buried
under it. The clay does not flow con
tinuously, but It is said, usually com
mences a little before the advent of
windy and stormy weather. Indicating
a change in the pressure due to the
state of the atmosphere.
The surprising certainty with whld
shots from modern rifled cannon rcat 'i
targets several miles distant depeniis
upon an accurate knowledge of the
range. In a combat with hostile ships
the range must he continually chang
ing, aud one of the means for its quick
ascertainment Is the range-finder In
vented by Lieutenant Flske of our
navy. Two telescopes are fixed on the
deck of a ship at a known distance
apart An observer at each telescope
keeps It directed upon the enemy's
ship. The telescopes are electrically
connected, and a Wheatstone bridge
and galvanometers are Included In the
circuit As long as the telescopes are
perfectly parallel In direction, the
Wheatstone bridge remains In equilib
rium, but when they are converged
upon a single object, the equilibrium is
destroyed, and the needle of the gal
vanometer swings over a distance cor
responding to the angular displace
ment of the telescopes. A properly
graduated disk behind the needle
shows at a glance the distance of the
object at which the telescopes are aim
Names Assumed by Royalty.
When traveling. Queen Victoria Is
the Countess of Balmoral, and can be
recognized officially only by that title.
Leopold II. of Belgium went to Parle
as the Count of Ravenstein and return
ed to Brussels under the same name.
The Prince of Wales has never been In
Paris; It Is the Earl of Chester who Is
the hero of all the naughty adventures
ascribed to Alliert Edward. The Em
press Frederick Is the Countess Lin
gen. The Empress of Austrln calls her
self the Countess of Hohenembs; the
Empress Eugenie, Countesse de Pierre
ponds, the mediaeval stronghold which
she had restored. If you meet the
Countess of Toledo on your travels, you
will know that she Is Isabella II., once
queen of Spain; the Puchess of Castro
is ex-Queen Sophie of the Two Sicilies;
the Count of Barcellos Is King Carlos
of Portugal, and his wife. Queen Ame
lle. Is Marquesa de Villacosa; Prince
Victor Bonaparte calls himself Count
of Montcallere; Prince Ferdinand of
Bulgaria, Count Murany; the Swedish
crown prince. Count Carlsborg. In
plte of these assumed names, those
Who come In contact with these royal
travelers are expected to treat them a
though the incognito did not exist
Paper Teeth Relng Made.
Paper teeth are made by a dentist In
Lubeefc, Germany. One of his pa
trons has a sot which has been In use
for thirteen years, and gives complete
Hewitt That hotel clerk queered
himself last night Jewett How was
thatt Hewitt A lady he was calling
upon happened to say that her foot was
asleep, and he absent-mindedly asked
her what time she would have it called
Town Topics.
"Excuse me," said the collector, "but
twenty-fire cents isn't aa appreciable
payment on what you owe." "Ton ara
only collecting the Interest, I believe."
Tea." "Well, this Is according to con
tract It was stipulated that the in
terest should be payable quart erl."
Waafclaxtoa Mas.
lied leal Preference for CTay Ovae
Wood Objectionable Mouthpiece.
If tobacco smoking is Justifiable at all
on hygienic grounds, It Is generally con
ceded that the pipe Is the least injuri
ous nieaiis. But tobacco pipes differ
considerably In material and shape,
both of which must be important fac
tors In determining the character of the
smoke. Thus there Is the clay, the
meerschaum, and the various wooden
pipes, tho brier, the cherry, or myall.
Next to the tobacco, therefore, which
should always be pure and free from
added flavoring, an expedient which la
resorted to far too commonly nowt
d3's, probably In many instances to
cover an inferior quality of tobaeeo, the
best kind of pipe is the paint to bo con
sidered. Even assuming that he Is smoking
good tobacco, the smoker knows how
different in character the 6moke is
when drawn from a clay or a wooden
bowl. There is probably a scIentLIc ex
planation of this fact which must have
some bearing on the noxious or Innocu
ous character of the smoke associated
with other products of combustion. A
soft clay Is Invariably cool smoking,
because the acrid oils obtained In the
destructive distillation of the tobacco
are absorbed instead of collecting to a
little pool, which must eventually, cith
er by the volatilization or by mechani
cal conveyance, reach the mouth. A
particular pipe "smokes hot" not nec
essarily because the temperture of the
smoke Is high, but because It favors the
passage by one of these means of the
oils into the mouth. Meerschaum is an
other porous material.
Again, an old wooden pipe or brier,
so dear to inveterate smokers, leeomes
"smooth Smoking" because the pores of
the wood widen and so altsorb, as is the
faso with clay and meerschaum, a large
proportion of the tobacco oils. Thus an
old pipe "sweats," as It Is termed 4hnt
Is, the oil Intrudes Into the expanded
pores of the wooden bowl, and at length
exudes. Similarly, a hook-liajH'd pipe
must be better than a ilpe the bowl of
which la on the same level ns the
mouth, for the simple reason that lu the
former a considerable quantity of the
oil Is kept back In tho U-shaied part of
the pipe, while In the lattqr the oil trav
els easily down the stem.
Ebonite stems are In general objec
tionable because they Commonly spoil
the true flavor of tobacco smoke. This
is most probably due to the sulphur of
th rbonitc combining with tho volatile
oils In the smoke. We know iiistant?s
where ebonite stems have produced dis
tinctly objectionable symptoms In the
throat, most probably for the reason
Just given. Bono or real amber makes
a much more satisfactory stem, or the
pipes should be of wood throughout
Amber substitutes, and especially cellu
loid, should be discarded entirely ns
dangerous, while the flavor of camphor
which these invariably communicate to
the smoke forma a very unpleasant
ripes of special construction cannot
be regarded with much favor, such as
those which are said to be hygienic, and
usually contain a so-called nicotine ab
sorber. Those smokers who require
such auxiliary attachments had better
not smoke at all. As a matter of fact
Jobacco yields little nicotine in the
Bmoke produced on its partial combus
tion. It Is mainly to oils of a tarry and
acrid character that the toxic symp
toms of tobacco are due. London Laiv
Deaf and Dumb Athletes.
In blind men some of the senses are
much keener than those possessed by
people who have the full use of their
eyes, and the deaf and dumb athletes
of Washington Heights offer a striking
Instance of this marvelous provision of
nature. These boys not only make
physically powerful athletes, but they
are quick of appreciation and learn
new sports rapidly. They pick up the
fine points of a play, if anything, a
trifle more quickly than the ordinary
boys of their age, and they are certain
ly very successful in competition. A
team of expert basket ball ployers has
been developed from among the pupils
of the school. They also had a strong
baseball team last spring, and a year
ago one of the strongest foot-ball teams
produced by any school from boys of
their age was turned out. Pcaf mutes
have a distinct advantage over ordi
nary boys, In that their attention is
never distracted from their play by
happenings outside of the game. Their
Inability to hear makes them concen
trate their minds better on what they
are doing. They are particularly easy
to teach, for they are very tractable
and understand quickly what Is wanted
of them.
Disfigured, but All There.
There had leen a foot-hall game in a
mart Western village. It had termin
ated without any fatalities, and victors
and vanquished bad met at the princi
pal hotel to eat dinner together in token
of restored peace and concord.
"Are the boys all here, landlord?"
asked the captain of the victorious
eleven, as the proprietor of the hotel
came to him to announce that every
thing was In readiness. "Have you
counted noses?"
"Yes, sir," replied the perspiring land
lord, "I've counted them. Some of them
are a good deal out of shape, but they're
all here." Youth's Companion.
His Wheels.
Visitor And he imagines that ha
sees ghosts all the time? How herriblc!
And do they clank chains
Attendant Ah, do I Madam will re
member that this Is the era of thf
chainless wheeL New York Press.
The Prolific llvnana.
The banana la the must prolific of
fruits. The produce of one acre plant
ed with bananas will support U.enty
flve times as many people as the prod
uce of an acre planted with wheat
.1 Saddle Worth $1,000.
D. W. Thompson, of Santa Barbara,
Cal., Is the owner of what is probably
I the costliest saddle in the world. It is
worth $4,000 and its decorations are of
silver and gold. The saddle is of fine
embossed leather and the trappings are
f the most elaborate character. The
Work was done under Mr. Tnompson'r
aorso&al Aooervlslan.
An Incident TmUcatinz t'i Rerlon
nes of an Ohio Man.
A half dozen college men were In
New York one night not a great whllf
ago Indulging In a dinner at tho ex
fonse of oue whose enthusiasm on grid
Iron heroines had somewhat beclouded
blfl Judgment Part of the party con
ei&tud of a Connecticut man and ai
Ohio chap, who, while he Is smar
enough In most matters, Is not blessef
with a very quick nor eomprehenslr
wit And he is particularly slow to art
a point when there Is a mist of mellov
merriment before his eyes, as there wai
on this occasion. Now It happens thai
ths Nutmeg man Is as proud of bit
State as the Buckeye man la of his, an
they have friendly tllts-at-arms ever
now and again over the respective iue
Its of Connecticut and Ohio. At thl
dinner the two sat together, and whei
the time arrived for any man to inak
a few remarks who wished to do so,
the Connecticut man arose with lib
hand on the shoulder of his neighbor.
"Here," he sang out full and free
with his glass on high, "Is to the Nut
meg State who can produce a grater?"
Tho crowd of diners smiled charita
bly at the well-worn sentiment and gng
That Is, all of them did except tin
Buckeye, and he Jumped to his feet.
"Gentlemen," bo shouted, with hit
glass up, "I can. Look, sirs, at Ohio.
There she stands, the greatest Com
monwealth that sits enthroned up
on "
But he never got his metaphors mixed
any further. The crowd yelled him
down, and for a week afterward he wai
trying to choke off unfeeling allusions
Jesse .lames' Lent Shave in Kentucky
"I shaved Jesse James, the once
noted outlaw, down In Kentucky a long
lime ago," said an old, gray-haired fel
low on the train the other day, "when
the man's life wasn't worth a penny.
Jesse rushed into my little country
place, down In the Red River country,
one day In the latter part of Pecember,
and asked me if I wouldn't shave him
while he looked after his Coifs revol
vers aud watched the door. I was not
a barber by trade, but tlnrs persuaded
I wa$ induced to try my hand with a
new Wade & Butcher razor I took out
of my showcase. As I shared the man
af Iron nerve sat with a cocked pistol
!n ench hand and told me In n few hur
ried words that a posse was pursuing
blin. bent on enpturing him, dead or
llive, on the charge of robbing a bank
it Russellville, a crime, he averred, of
which he was not guilty. He wanted
cis L?nrd shnvert off that he might fool
his pursuers if they sliouid Happen to
Catch up with him. I finished the Job
f scraping. The much-wanted indi
vidual thanked me, and, mounting a
horse, which had been hitched in the
rear of my store, bade me good evening
ind rode away. I didn't know for cer
tain who my visitor was, although I
suspected It, until the next day, when I
heard that a man In the neighborhood
was telling that he had seen the elder
lames the afternoon before. I suppose
that was the last shave Jesse James
;ot in Kentucky, and I have never seen
him since." Syracuse Standard.
New Xork the Ila lroxit Center.
"Reasoning Out a Metropolis" Is the
;ltle of an article In St. Nicholas, writ
ten by Ernest Ingcrsoll. Mr. Ingcrsoll
says: Railroads began to be built about
lSf!0, and the New-Yorkers were soon
pushing them out In all directions, sup
jlyiug the money for extending them
farther and farther north and west,
and connecting them into long systems
controlled by one head. Other men In
other cities did the Fame; but by and
by it was seen that no railroad between
the central West and East could suc
ceed In competition with its rivals un
less It reached New York. The great
trunk roads, built or nided by the Hal
timore men to serve their city, and ly
the Philadelphia people to bring trade
to them, and by the capitalists of New
England for their prolif. never suc
ceeded, therefore, until they had been
pushed on to New York, where the
volume of commerce was coming to be
ns great as, or greater than, that of all
the other American ports put together.
Now New York has become the real
headquarters of every important rail
way system In the United States; that
Is. It is here that the tinaucinl opera
tions the money part of the manage
ment are conducted, though the su
perintendents of its trains and daily
business may keep their offices some
where else.
The Benver In Europe.
It is possible that the beaver will sur
vive longer in Europe than In Amerli-a.
It is said that a few Individuals are sitill
to be found on the Elbe, tihe Rhine, and
the Panule, and Prof. Collett, of Chris
tlanla. estimates that there are now 100
Individuals living in Norway, whereus
the number In 18S0 was estimated nt
sixty. Trof. Colhrtt recommends that
government projection be afforded to
prevent their extermination.
When Cain Killed Abel.
There Is a very general mlsconcep.
tlon of a well-known passage in the
Bcok of Genesis with regard to Cain's
place of abode after he had killed his
"Cain went out from the presence of
the Lord and dwelt In the land of
Nod," but learned commentators ex
press the opinion that this should read,
"land, Nod," the preposition being un
necessary. The word Nod Is said to j
mean a wanderer, and. If Biblical stu
dents are to be trusted In this matter, I
the passage means Cain went out and
dwelt in the lnnd a wanderer or exile
from his people, the presumption being
that he was obliged to keep away from
his Immediate family for fear of their
vengeance, nn additional precaution
for his safety being indicated by the
fact that a mark was placed upon him.
The question where Cain got his wife
Is a silly quibble which frequently
comes up In Sunday schools and other
places; silly from the fact that If the
Biblical account of the origin of ths
human race from a single pair lie re
ceived as correct, there may have been
several thousand of human beings r
the world long before the death of
Tho average woman's dab Is a boom-
"Sliver Wlnr" the KubJcrtI.Ivrn of tlie
Christian ami the I'nhelievcr (.'nnlraet
eil Scene, nt the Deathbed of Nitpo
leon mill Voltaire Compared With
Ivath or Paul.
Text: "Though ye hnvo lain among the
pots, yet shall ye bo as th wing of a dove
covered with sliver, nnrt her fonthers with
yellow gold." IValms Ixviti; 13.
I suppose you know whnt tho Israelites
did down In Egyptian serfdom. They made
bricks. Amid th nteusils of the brick kilu
thore were also other utnnsils of cookery
the kettles, tho pots, tho puns, with which
they prepared their daily food, and when
tliee slaves, tired of tho day's work lay
down to rest, they lay down ami 1 tile im
plements of eookery and tho Implements of
hard work. When they arose in the morn
ing thoy found their garments covered with
tho clay and the smoko and tho dust, and
besmirched and bivrimud with theutensils
of cookery, hut after awhllo the Lord
broke up that slavery, and He took these
poor slaves Into a laud where they had bet
ter garh, bright and clean and beautiful ap
pnrel. No morn bricks for them to make.
Let l'haraoh make his own bricks. When
Iavid In my text comes to describe tho
transition of these poor Israelites from their
bondage amid the brick kilns into the glori
ous emancipation for which God had pre
pared them, he says: "Though ye have
lain among tho pots, yet shall ye be as the
wings of a dove covered with silver, and
her fenthers with vellow gold."
Miss Whately, the author of a celebrated
book, "Life In Egypt," said she sometimes
saw people lu the East cooking their food
on tho tops of houses, and that she had
often seen, just before sundown, pigeons,
doves, which had, during the heat of the
day, been hiding among tho kettles ami tho
pans with which the food was prepared,
picking up the crumbs that they might
find, just about the hour of sunset
spread thoir winjjs and lly heavenward,
eutiiely uusoilcil by the region in which
they hail moved, for the pigeon is a
very cleanly bird. Aud ns these pigeons
flew away tho setting sun would throw sil
ver on their wings and gold on their
breasts. So you pee it was not a far
fetched simile or nn unnatural comparison,
when David, In my text, says to these
emaciated Israelites, and says to all these
who nre brought out of any kind of trou
ble into any kind of spiritual joy,
"Though ye have lain among the pi.ts, yet
shall ye be ns tho wings of a dove covered
With silver, and her feathers with yellow
I am going to preach something this
morning which some of you do not believe,
and that is that tho grandest possible
adornment is tho religion of Jesus Christ.
There are n great many people who suppose
that religion is a very different thing from
what it really is. Tho reason meu con
demn the Uioie is because they do not un
derstand the Ihble; they have not properly
examined it. Ir. Johnson said that Iltituo
told a minister in his bishopric of Durham,
that Mo had never particularly examined
the New Testament, yet all his life warring
ngainst it. Halky, the astronomer, nu
niiunced his skepticism to .Sir Isaac New
ton, and Sir Isaac Newton said: "Now,
sir, 1 hnvo examined the subject, and you
have not, and I am ashamed that you, pro
f"ssiug to le a philosopher, consent to con
demn a thing you never examined." And
so men reject the religion of Jesus Christ
because they really havo never Investigated
it. They think it something impractical,
something that will not work, something
Pccksniflinn, something hypoeritienl.some
thing repulsive, when it ii so bright and so
beaiitii'ul, yon might compare it to a dove,
its wings covered with silver aud its
fenthers with yellow gold.
To enter the religious life is to put your
self in the pardon, tho comfort, tho com
panionship, the omnipotence of tho illus
trious Christ, the Saviour of ono world
and tho chief joy of another. The storm
His frown; tho sunlight His Fmile; the
spring morning His breath; the earth
quake the stamp of His foot; the thunder
the whisper of His voice; the ocean n drop
rn the tip of His linger; heaven a sparkle
on the bosom of His love; eternity tho
twinkling of His eye; tho universe the fly
ing dust of His chariot-wheels. Able to
heal a heart-break, or hush a tempest, or
drown a world, or flood immensity with
His glory. What an uplifting thing to
mnke such n I'eiug our nllyt
liut how is it if a young man becomes a
Christian? All through the gny circles
where he associates, all through the busi
ness circles where ho is known, thero is
commiseration. They say, "What a pity
that a young man who had such bright
prospects should so have been ihspoiled
by the.e Christians, giving up all his
worldly prospects for something which is
of no particular present worth." Here Is a
young woman who becomi'S a Christian;
her voice, her face, her manners the
Miami of the drawing-room. Now all
through the social circle the whisper goes,
What a pity that such a bright light
should havo been CNtinguishod, that such
a graceful giit should be crippled, that
such worldly prospects should bo obliter
ated." Ah, my friends. It can be shown
that religion's ways are ways of pleasant
ness, and that all her paths nre peace:
that religion, instead of being dark and
doleful, and lachrymose, and rcpuldve. Is
bright and beautiful, fairer than a dove,
its wings covered with silver and its
fenthers with yellow gold.
See, in the first place, what religion will
do for a mnn'9 heart. I care not how
cheerful a man may naturally be before
conversion, conversion brings hltn up to n
higher standard of cheerfulness. I do not
say he will laugh any louder; I do not sny
but that he may stand back from some
forms of hilarity in which he once in
dulged, but there comes into his soul an im
mense satisfaction. A young man, not a
Christian, depends upon worldly successes
to keep Ids spirits up. Now lie is pros
pered, now he has large salary, now he has
a beautiful wardrobe, now he has pleasant
friends, now ho has more money than ho
knows well how to spend; everything goes
bright and well with him. Jtut trouble
ci mes there are many young men in the
house this morning wiio can testify out of
their own experience that sometimes to
young men troublo does come his friends
arc gone, his salary is gout, his health is
gone; he goes down, down. He becomes
sour, cross, queer, mlsanturopic, blames
the world, blames society, blames tho
church, blames everything: rushes per
haps, to the intoxicating cup to drown his
trouble, but instead of drowning hi."
trouble drowns his body nnd drown?
his soul.
ISut there is a Christian young man
Trouble comes to him. Does ho give up?
No. Ho throws himself back on the re
sources of heaven. Hesays, "Ood is my
Father. Out of nil these disasters I shall
pluck advantage for my soul. All tho
promises are mine Christ is mine. Chris
tian companionship is mine, heaven is
mine. What though my apparel bo worn
out? Christ giveg mo a robe of righteous
ness. What though my money be gone?
I have a title deed to tho whole universe
In tho promise, all arc yours. What though
my worldly friends fall away? Minister
ing angels nro my bodyguard. What
though my fare be poor and my bread
be scant? I sit at the King's banquet."
Yon and I have found out that people
who pretend to be happy aro not always
happy. Look at that young man cari
caturing tho Christian religion. scoHing
at everything good, going into roystering
drunkenness, dashing the champagne
bottio to the lloor, rolling the glasses
from tho barroom counter, laughing,
shouting, stamping the floor, shrieking.
Is he happy? I will go to his midnight
pillow. I will see him turn the gas off.
I will ask myself If the pillow on which he
jieeps Is as soft as the pillow on which
that pure young man sleeps. Ahl no.
When ho opens bis eyes la the morning
will tho world bo as bright to him as to
hat young man who retirei nt night say.
Ing his prayers, invoking Clod's blessing
upon bis own soul and thesnul of his com
rades, and father and mother and brother,
and Bister far away? No.no. His laugh
ter will ring out IMm tt- saloon so that
yon hear It as yon pass by, but it is hollow
laughter; in it la the snapping of heart
strings and ths rattle of prison gates.
Happyl That young man happy? Let
him till high the bowl: he enr- -
nn upbraiding conscience. Let the balls
roll through the bowllng-nliey; tho deep
ramble and the sharp crack cannot over
power the voices of condemnation. Let
him whirl in the dnncs of sin nnd temp
tation and death. All the brilliancy of tho
scene cnunot make him forget tho Int
look of his mother as ho left home, when
she said to him: "Now, my son, you will
do right, I am sure you will do right; yon
will, won't you?" That young man
happy? Why, neross every night thero
flits the shadows of eternal darkness;
there aro adders colled up in every cup;
there are vultures of despair striking
their Iron beak into his heart; there aro
skeleton fingers of grief pinching at the
throat. I come In ami I the clicking of
the glasses, ami under the flashing of tho
ohaudeliers, nnd I ery. "Woe! woe! wool
The way of tho ungodly shall perish.
Thero is no peace, saith my iod, to the
wicked. The way of transgressors la
Oh, do yon know of nnything, my hear
ers, that Is more beautiful than to see a
young man start out for Christ? Here is
some one falling; ho lifts him up. Here is
a vagabond boy; he introduces him to a
mission school. Here is a family freezing
to death, ho carries them a scuttle of coal.
There are eight hundred millions perishing
in midnight heathen darkness: by all possi
ble means he tries to send them the Gospel.
Ho may bo laughed at, and he may be
sneered nt, and tie mny bo caricatured"; but
he is not nshamed to go everywhere, say
ing, "I am not ashamed of the Gospel of
Christ, It is tho power of (tod and the wis
dom of God unto salvation." Such a oiing
man can go through everything. There Is
no force on earth orln hell that cnu resist
I show yon three speetacli-s. Spectacle
the first: Napoleon passes by with the host
that went down with him to Egypt, and up
with him through ltussia, and crossed the
continent on the bleeding heart of which
he set his iron heel, and across tho quiver
ing flesh of which went grinding the wl Is
of his gun carriages, in his dying moment
asking his attendants to put on his mili
tary boot for him.
Spectacle the second: Voltaire, bright
and learned anil witty and elooueut. with
tongue and voice ami stratagem infernal.
warring against God and poisoning whole
kingdoms with bis inlbleliiy: yi-t applauded
by clapping hands of throiies" ami cmiiires
and continents his last words in delirium.
supposing Christ standing by his b.-d-ddc
his last words, "Cruili that Wr.-t.-h."
Spectacle the t bird: Paul - Paul, the in.
significant in person, thrust out fr.uu all
remind association, scourged, spat on.
hounded like a wild beast from citvto.-jlv,
yet trying to make the world goo I and'
heaven full; announcing rem rreei ion to
those who nioiirne.l at the Parrcd gateu of
the dead; speaking cousolal ions which
light up the ey.-s of wi louhoo I and or
phanage and want with the glow of cer
tain and eternal release; undaunted before
those who could take his life, hjs cheek
flushed with transport, and his eye ou
heaven: with one hand shaking b-liauce nt
all of tho foes of earth and all the princi
palities of hell, ami with the other hand
beckoning messenger angels to come and
bear him away, as he says. "I am now
ready to bo offered, and the time of my de
parture is nt hand; I have fought the good
light; I have finished mv course; I have
kept tho faith: henceforth there Is laid up
for me a crown of righteousness which the
Lord, the righteous judge, will give me."
Which of the three spectacles do you
mo9t admire? Wh.m the wind of death
struck tho conqueror nnd the in!dc they
Wero tossed like sea-gulls in a tempest,
drenched of the wave and torn of the hur
ricane, their dismal voices heard through
the everlasting storm, but when tie-wave
and the wind of death struck Paul, like an
albatross he made a throne of the tempest,
and one day floated away Into the calm,
cienr suminerof heaven, brighter than the
dove, its wings covered with silver and its
feathers with yellow gold. oh. are you
not in love with such a religion a relig
ion that can do so much for a man while
he lives, ami so much for a man when he
comes to die? I suppose you may have
noticed tho contrast between the de
parture of a Christian and the departure
of nn infidel. Deodorous, dying in a cha
grin because he could not compose a joko
equal to tho joke uttered nt the other end
of the table. Zeuxis dying in a lit of laugh
ter nt tho sketch of an age I woman a
sketch made by his own hands. Miliaria
dying playing cards, his friend holding
his hands because ho was unal.Ie to hold
them himself. All that on one side, com
pared with the departure of tho
Scotch minlstor, who said to his friends,
"I have no interest ns to whether
I live or die; if I die I shall bo
with tho Lord, and if I live the Lord wll(
be with me." Or the Inst words of Washing
ton, "It well." Or the Inst words of
Mcintosh, the learned ami the great,
"Happy." Or the last words of Hannah
Moore, tho Christian poetess, "Jov." Or
those thousands of Christians who have
gone, saying, "Lor.. Jesus, receive my
spirit. Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly."
"O death! where is thy sting? O gravel
whero Is thy victory?" behold tho con
trast, r.ehold tho charm of the one; be
hold the darkness of the other. Now, I
know It Is very popular in this day for
young men to think thero is something
more charming in scepticism than in re
ligion. They nro ashamed of the old
fashioned religion of the cross, and they
pride themselves on their free thinking on
nil these subjects. My voung friends. I
want to toll you what Ikriow from observa
tion, that while skepticism is a beautiful
land at the start, it is the great Sahara
Desert at the last.
That I might woo you to a better life,
and that I might show you the glorbM
with which God clothes His dear children
in heaven, I wish I could this morning
swing back one of the twelve gates that
there might dash upon your ear one shout
of the triumph, that thero might Itamo
upon your eye one blaze of all the splen
dor. Oh, when I speak of that good land,
you involuntarily think of someone there
that you loved -father, mot her. hrother,
sister, or dear little child garnered al
ready. You want to know wh it they are
doing this morning. I will tell yoii'ivhat
they aro doing. Singing. Von' want to
know what they wear. I will tell you
Whnt they wear. Coronets of triiimoh.
"Oh," you say, "religion I am going to
have; it Is only a question of lime." My
brother. I am afraid that yon may lose
heaven tie way Louis Philippe ,,-t his
empire. The Parisian mob cane around
the Tuilcries. The National Guard si I
in defense of the palace, and the com.
mandcr said to Louis Philippe. "Shall I
lire now? Shall I order the troops to tire?
With one volley we can clear the place?''
"No," said Louis Philippe, ' not yet." A
few minutes passed on, and then Louis
Philippe, seeing the case was hopeles-i. said
to the General, "Now is the time to lire."
"No," said the General, "il is too lute now;
don't yon see that the soldier arc exchang
ing arms with the citizens':1 If i loo late."
Down went the throne of Louis Philippe.
Away from tho earth went the house of
Orleans, and all because the King said
"Not yet, not yet." Mny God forbid that
any of you should adjourn this great sub
ject of religion, and slioull postpone as
sailing your spiritual foes until It is loo
late too late, you losing n throne in heaven
the way that Louis Philippe lost a throne
on earth.
"Ii, elieinallv ine:il;l a bottle
or a t.!-!i. W hen th - llalh u gia-s blow
ers ilei-eled Haws ill the vj-'is I hov Wele
blowing, they in. eh' an ordinary l.ollle of
the failure, uud hour,. tl(. icm.,.".
In Knciaiid ibjiu r ceniiiiy auo it
was not iiiiuHin! for a mun to eil iiis wifc
iuto mo-. .:ide.
A German scicttti-. is of opinion tl M
w'omen wili have ls-ards son.e time in li.e
l-elnole I ill III e.
Goldfish are of ( hii.ee oriein. They
veie origi 1 1 y found in.:l lalee lake
near Mount Tsieni-ine jmd were irt
brought to r.uroo in the seventeenth
century. The tie t. in Triune ratne as a
present to Mint', de. Pompadour.
It is n noteworthy fad that sheep
thrive liost in a pustule infested wilh
moles. This is liecuiisc of the Irf'ttcr di'aiu-a-e
of the land.
The Spenish Armstda consisted of 1.TJ
ships, Slii-'i cannon, srnil sailors, .iisti gal
ley slaves, 2I.Ki5 soldiers, IM volunteers.
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