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B. F. BOHWEIEB,
THE CONSTITUTION THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE UW8.
VOL MI
MIFFMNTOWK. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. NOVEMBER 23. 1898
NO. 50
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CHAPTER I.
"Look at me," said a clear, sweet voice,
with something both of laughter and tears
In it; "look at me, Vivian. How can I
ever be a great lady? Nature neTer in
tended me for one."
"Nature lias made yon a queen by right
of divine grace and leaut.v," was the earn
est reply, "and Nature, Violante, is a lady j
who never makes mistakes."
"But," cried the rich voice again, "a ;
lady, Vivian, to have a title to my name, i
to live at a grand castle, to have servants J
and carriages, jewels, hnd all kinds of i
grandeur! Why, Vivian, I should not '
even know myself."
"But I should know you. and that is
more to the purpose," he replied.
"Better any pain now," she said, "than
that hereafter you should repent; and,
Vivian, we are so far apart, our live
have been so different. You would re
pent, I am sure."
"We are not far apart," he replied, hast
ily. "If you1 mean by that that I hav
thousands a' year and your father on .
hundred, I maintain that you are quite
wrong. Your father is a gentleman, a
-scholar, and a man of honor. What am 1
more even if I have so much?"
She made the most charming little cour
tesy, full of mock deference and win
fling grace.
"You, monsignor," she interrupted, "art
Lord Vivian Selwyn, of Selwyn Castle,
Knight of the Order of the Garter, Baron
of Hiilstoue in Yorkshire, and of Craigh
ley in Scotland. You see, I know youi
name and titles by heart."
lie smiled amusedly.
"Never mind my titles," he said. "Yon
are the daughter of a gentleman; you are
a lady by instinct, by nature, by training,
by education, in manner, in thought, word
and deed. What can I desire more?"
There was. still some hesitation in hei
lovely face.
"Violante," he whisperej. "do yon set
how the flowers bloom, and how theii
leaves send out fragrant messages to tbeit
ardent lover the sun? Do you hear how
the birds sing? Uo you hear the wind
whispering among the trees? Shall flow
ers and birds and trees be more happy
than l':"
For the first time she turned and looked
at him, her beautiful eyes met his, and
rested in them. In that quiet, serene
glance, the destiny of their lives was set
tled. The world ia full of beautiful pictures i
Some hang on the walls of grand old gal
leries; some on the walls of palaces whose
very names are redolent of tine art; some
brighten humbler homes; some are placed .
In old cathedral aisles over the altars ol
churches; some have never been framed
or painted, save by the hand of the Greal
Creator pictures whose beauty makes :
earth so fair; pictures of white, fleecy i
clouds sailing over a blue sky; of golden '
sunshine falling in soft rays; of pale, j
pure stars, making more solemn the sol
emu night-tide; such pictures as tomb ;
men's hearts with a sense of the sublime I
bringing deep, holy rapture into the sou;, j
and tenrs of earnest gratitude to eyes loiif '
dry. j
And surely the fairest, the sweetest !
the purest picture of all was this one
npon which the sun shoue like a smile '
from heaven. The picture of a long green
lane where the grass grew soft and thick, j
where the banks presented one mass ol ;
bloom, and the hedges were white with j
hawthorn a green, shady, fragrant lane, J
a,iiH 11 a n n a nnlv ,f ph in flM TrnrlanH '
There was the quaint, picturesque town
I
of Woodeaves lying in the Leicestershire '
hills, half buried in green foliage, stir- ;
rounded by thick woods, by rich green
clover meadows, by golden cornfields, by
fertile pasture lands, flowery gardens and
fruit-laden orchards, stretching out to the
- purple hills as to an unknown land.
There was a grand old church whose
spire pointed like a slender hand to heav
1 en. It was covered with ivy, and inclos
ed by tall oak trees, under whose shade
the dead slept so quietly and so well. The
houses were pretty and stood embowered
In trees.
That was the picture one saw from be
tween the trees; and then, turning to the
tile at the end of the lane, there was
another picture even fairer still.
Behind a cluster of golden laburnums
and purple lilacs, there stood a pictur
esque, gray old house, brightened by sen r-
let creepers, by purple wisteria, and clinilt
ing woodbines; a house with large bright
windows, framed in trailing flowers and
roses of white and red, with quaint old
' gable ends and deep, overhanging eaves,
where birds built their nests and sparrows
' chirped. , , '
' A bouse that stood in a most bewilder
ing garden not square and trim and laid
out as the Xutch like to see but full ol
nooks and corners; full, of trees, whose
roots were bidden in great masses ot
mignonette and clove carnations: full ol
old-fasbioued flowers such as poets loved
long years ago sweet peas and sv,eet
Williams, sonthernwood and pansies, lilirf
and .roses. Every path had a chnrm ol
its own, leading either to fragrant rose
bushes or beds of white lilies or plots ol
rope-red strawberries or raspberries run
ning wild. At the end of the garden stoo.l
the prety rustic old stile; golden labur
nums drooped over it, and tall lilacs stood
proudly near: and here the sunbeams fell
c thonzh they loved to linger, for they
" brightened the fair head of one of the
"rnirest girls who ever looked up to the
summer skies. "
' She, Violante Temple; stood by the stile,
-ih the laburnums drooping over ncr.
I Her lover had pushed aside the boughs.
V;tnd they made a frame for her lovely,
liqiuiut"fuce. He was bending over her.
- - latching the play of her beautiful lips,
trinkiag iu the ever-changing beauty ol
ler eyes. .
She wos a fair picture. N, -rtist evei
painted, no poet ever sung of a fi.'rr. She
could not have been more than seventeen.
Her girlish., slender figure was full ol
grace, every iiK"'!ent full of harmony.
If was of rxqnisiifc vroportions, with slop
ing shoulders, and a carriage full of easy
digt'itv. She embodied the very poetry
ciiiiotion. so full of unstudied elegance.
i . s,y. wetr the. suubeams lingered w
.'that face; It was peerless. It was not of
-the patrician' type, it was not high bred,
.-but it was the face of a beautiful, slui
ce, loving girl; it was full of thought and
Jffenderness; yet one could see that she
.was all untramea; it was iuh y.j,
rUttth delicious little dimples playing round
ithe sweet lips dimples that, when sne
smiled, deepened into beauty that com-
m1ao1v dazzled one.
I It wms an uncommon type of face; the
complexion of wonderful fairness white,
like a li;y-leaf with the run shining upo
It, then tinged with a delicate rose color
that seemed to come and go, to rise and
lade, with every thought.
The features were ciearly cut, the lips
ripe and fresh, the eyes large and dark,
the brows straight, the forehead low mid
broad, crowned with a dimlem of golden
hair; and it was this strangely beautiful
mixture of dark eyes and fair hair that
made the rare charm of Violante Temple's
face.
CHAPTER II.
The lover who pleaded so earnestly with
er was sonie years older than VioIaut
As Lord Vivian SeUvjn stands there,
one's eyes rest on him in ndmiratiou. He
presents a marked contrast to the young
girl by his side; she is fair and graceful,
he dark and stately; she is winsome and
weet, he has all the dignity of a grand
old race; her face is gentle and flower
like, his descended from crusaders and
cavaliers, brave and noble; she is delicate
and fragile, he strong, with a martial air
that agrees well with bis broad shoulders,
bis open chest and magnificently develop
ed limbs.
lie had wooed her with such loving, ten
der words, she had no power to resist.
"Ijist night" it was true he had taken her
by surprise, and she had confessed she
loved him, but for long hours afterward
the had been busy thinking; prudence and
common sense told her the difference be
tween them in rank, position aud station
in life was too great, and that she bad
better fly in time from the dazzling dream.
All day the lovely young face had worn a
grave, serious expression, and the dark
eyes had been shadowed with care. How
could she, Violante Temple, the daughter
of a country lawyer, whose only boast
was a good and honored life how could
she take the place of- Lady Selwyn, of
Selwyn Castle?
So she had spent the day in shaping
great resolves. She would see him once
more, and tell him it could never be that
be bad better go and leave her; for il
could not end happily, her own instinct
told her so.. All day the sweet, flower
like face had been shadowed with these
thoughts, and in the light, sunshiny af
ternoon she had gone to her favorite
nook, the stile in the lane, to sit there and
shape her thoughts into words, when a
hand, whose clasp she knew well, touched
hers, and the voice she loved best said:
"Violante, I have been looking every
where for you. I have come to ask yon
if you meant what you said last night,
nd if you are willing to be my wife?"
And before she knew what to reply he
had raised her from the moss-covered
stone on which she sat, and they were
standing under the delicate, drooping,
golden laburnums.
"I meant what I said," she replied,
shyly; "but I can never be your wife."
Then in good ordeT as she remembered
them she made nse of all those sensible
arguments which msde him so impatient.
"I am twenty-five years old." he said,
smilingly. "I am my own master; I am
rich and prosperous, and I love only one
woman in the world. Yet you tell me I
?annot have her for my wife. If she is to
be won by prayers and by love, she shall
be mine, Violante; for life will be all
I) In nk to me without her."
fine by one he vanquished all her argu
ments, and at last, with her hands clasp
ed in his, she bad promised to be bis wife
to love him, to be true to him, to care
for him, and him alone, until she died.
"What will my father say?" cried the
girl suddenly. "He has not the faintest
idea, Vivian, that you have spent these
ninmer weeks in falling in iove with me."
"He will be very pleased, and will say
have spent my time well," was the
jaiiling reply.
"He will never believe I am old enough
lo be married," she cried, with a low,
delicious laugh, sweet as the chime of
bells.
When Mr. Temple returned that even
ing to Oakside he was surprised at the
merry voices and happy faces awaiting
hiin.
ilis daughter his little Violante to be
married! His little girl, who had made
his tea, mended his socks and attended
to bis comforts, to become Lady Selwyn
3f Selwyn Castle, one of the grandest
ladies in the land!
"You have no objection?" said Lord
Vivian to Mr. Temple; "you are willing to '
give V iolante to me
"I am simply bewildered,"' was the
truthful reply. "I do not know whether
to be angry and refuse you to tell you
such nonsense must be forgotten or
whether I ought to give you both my
blessing. I am bewildered, as I have nev
er been in life before."
"Take some time to consider, sir," re
plied the young lover; "I shall be al
Woodeaves ten days longer." .
That night, while his daughter's golden
head lay at rest, and her fair face smiled
peacefully, Horace Temple, sat up to
think, and consider what it would be best
lo do.
He himself had married young; he ilid
not remember whether he had been very
pussionately in love with his own wife
or not, but he had made his wife very
happy, he had provided for all her wants:
she had lived a commonplace, happy life
in the pretty home at Oakside. Two
children were born to them there; Berii
the son, and four years afterward. Vio
lante, a lovely, dark-eyed, fair-haired
daughter.
Then, quietly and gentry as she had liv
ed, Mrs. Temple faded away and died, not
nf any acute or painful disease, but ol
slow, lingering d.Krline. . She faded out
or life as the colors die out of the west
ern sky; dying u gently that those l"
watched her did not know when . sleor.
ended and death came.
Her death certainly roused Horac
Temple; it roused him into greater ten
derness for his children. -' Before that he
had been contented to see them morning
and night, then leave them to their moth
er's care, now he tried bis best to be fath
er :ind mother both.
Violante was easily managed; she had
lessons at home, superintended by him,
and the result was the strangest educa
tion a yc;e-r lady ever received. She
learned Latin; she was well versed in the
English classics; the history,.the litera
ture of her own country, were all famil
iar to her; she could draw- with exquisite
skill; she sang nothing but old English
ballads, but those she sang with the pur
est, sweetest voice, with a wondrous pow
er of expression that completely charmed
all who heard her.
The boy Bertie fared better than his
sister; his vocation, even in early life,
was settled. He would be nothing but a
soldier. In vain Horace Temple painted
the flights of the law, the church, the
civil professions; he would have none ol
them.
To his same regiment belonged Captain
Vivian Selwyn, the nephew and heir of
Lord Haldibrand Selwyn of Selwyn Cas
tle, a brave, noble, generous young offi
cer, perhaps better liked than any, in the
service: a man beloved by all, by com
rades and men: a man whose heart and
baud were ever open to help, to relieve,
and to assist.
The fair-haired young ensign looked up
to Captain Selwyn with something like
adoration: he thought him the grandest
inn n. and the greatest hero the world ever
saw. He was happy for days if the cap
tain spent ten minutes in talking to him.
The time came when the "Queen's
Ov. n" were-ordered off to India, and Hor
a. e Temple bade his only son farewell.
The quiet, reserved, solitary mau never
knew until that moment how dear his
children were to him he bad not realised
it.
There was a rebellion among Ahe na
tive troops, and the "Queen's Own" were
ordered off to quell it. It so happen-
that the commanding officer. Major Tbrel
ton, wanted to send some important pa
pers to Madras. They were papers that
had been taken from an Indian chief
made captive, and related to a conspiracy
spread far and wide among the native
troops.
It was the youngest of them .all who
offered to go Ensign Temple. They call
ed him Bertie and Beauty among them
selves, because of his fair, boyish face
and golden curls. But there was not one
among .them whose heart did not beat
faster when the young hero stood up and
asked if the dangerous duty might be his.
They gave him the papers, and he went
out; four soldiers went with him. They
rode out of camp one morning while the
haze of heat covered the sky like a thick,
coppery mist, and never a one returned.
They were half way to their journey's
end when they met the detachment of na
tives sent out by the rebels to waylay
them and regain the papers. Ensign Tem
ple, with a deep saber cut on his brow,
with innumerable wounds on his chest,
his neck and arms, managed to escape.
He rode into the camp, and lived long
enough to redeem his promise to place in
the hands of Gen. Vinay the dispatches in
trusted to him, none the less precious that
they were bathed in his blood.
It was night when he arrived, and the
general was surrounded by his staff. They
were grim old warriors, most of them;
but to this day they tell with trembling
lips of the bright-haired boy who rode so
suddenly into the camp, streaming with
blood, with death in his brave young face.
They tell how he placed the papers in the
general's hand, and fell at his feet, saying
with the smile of a child:
"You will tell them at home that I did
my duty."
There was a stir among them. Dark,
bronzed faces grew pale and quivered as
they raised the boy and carried him away
to die.
But there was one happiness In store
for him. News reached Major Threlton
that the young ensign and bis little troop
had been waylaid. Captain Selwyn, with
a small body of men, was sent after him
at once, and the captain was just.in time
to see the young hero die.
They bad laid him under the shade of a
large palm tree. The evening sun had.
set, and as though in mercy to him, a
cool, calm breeze had risen.
"Ah, captain!" said the boy; "I longed
to see your face and touch your hand once
more. Y'ou have always been my hero,
and I have loved you so well. Y'ou will
go back to England some day; promise
me that you will go and see my father,
that you will say with my last breath
sent him my love; tell my sister Violante
I thought of her as I lay dying, with in
finite love, and tell them for me that I
died a soldier's death, doing my duty as
soldiers do. I told my father I might live
to be a general, but my laurels are few,
and I have gathered them young. Captain
Selwyn, I am not afraid of death, but
will yon let me hold your hand while I
die?"
And Captain Vivian Selwyn used as
be was to sickness, to wounds, and death
felt his face grow white and bis lips
quiver, as he stood by and watched the
young soldier die. Tears filled his eyes
as be noted the deep crimson wound on
the fair young brow.
"Heaven bless him," he said with rever
ent lips. "England may well be proud of
her soldier sons, when they live and die
like him."
With his own hands he cut off two of
the golden curls, resolving to keep tbem
until he returned home, and then to take
one to his sister, and one to the father of
the young hero whom they were never
more to see.
Captain Vivian Selwyn redeemed bis
promise. That was how he came to meet
Violante. He lingered on at Woodeaves,
trying all in his power to win the love of
that pure young heart; be succeeded at
last; the time came when he could keep,
his secret no longer, and one evening,
when Mr. Temple had been obliged to re
turn to his office for papers, and the two
were alone, he surprised her into confess
ing that she, too, loved him.
"Against my better judgment," she said
with a saucy, bewitching smile, "but 1
cannot help it."
After two days of deep thought and con
sideration, Horace Temple, bewildered as
ever, gave his consent; and the marriage
of Lord Vivian Selwyn and Violante was
arranged to take place in September.
'(To be continued.!
The tallest man is Missouri Is A. G.
Waite, of Waverly. He is 6 feet 8 Inch
es out of his boots. He Is one of a fam
ily of ten. the tallest of whom was 7
feet 8 inches. His smallest sister is 0
feet 8 Inches tall. The Waltes are rela
tives of the late Chief Justice Waite.
The carbon obtained by burning
sawdust is claimed to- be purer than
coke, and consequently is available
for the manufacture of calcium car
bide. - - ' ' ' '
'-Tomatoes have been grafted upon
potatoes by a French experimenter,
whose hybrid plant produoeds tubers
underground and tomatoes above.
Some scientists assert that the
purest air In cities Is found about
twenty-five feet above the street sur
face. Chinese coinage In the shape of a
knife has been traced back as far as
2240 B. C.
A curious butterfly exists in India.
The male has the left wins; yellow and
the right one red; the female . has
these colors reversed.
Gold -Is now extracted -by mixing
the ore with common salt and sulphur
ic acid, then adding; a solution of per
manganate of potash. . - .
The Aeolian harp was the inven
tion. It is believed, of Athanasius
Kircher, who lived in the sevententh
century, . and it is so called from
Aeolus, the god or ruler of the winds.
Our lives, by acts exemplary, not
only win ourselves good names, but
do to others give matter for virtuous
deeds, by which we live.
CAUGHT BY THE CAMERA.
Criminal. Often Brought to Justice
by Accidental Phototrraphy. -
By both accident and Intention, on
aumerous occasions, the art of the pho
tographer has proved of immense util
ity In compassing the conviction of
criminals.
An amateur photographer In Chicago
city cunningly concealed an automatic
camera. In the tapestried wall of his
drawing-room, for the purpose of se
curing some reliable evidence as to the
behavior of certain members of his
household during his absence from
home. One moonlight night a burglar
broke Into the house by way of the
apartment mentioned. In so doing he
disturbed the spring which set the hid
den machinery in motion, and left an
excellent photo of himself npon the
faithful camera, which, when produced
in court, secured his speedy conviction.
In another instance, a man who mur
dered his mother was arrested by the
operation of the omniscient camera.
The dreadful deed was committed in
a forest, where a student of photog
raphy was at work. A particularly
pretty glen was so admired by the art
ist that he took three copies of the
scene. One of these, when duly de
veloped and enlarged, portrayed the
details of the terrible tragedy, and by
its aid the culprit was brought to Jus
tice. During the Jubilee celebration a well
known photographer In London took a
number of street scenes of historic in
terest In one of these pictures, where
a vast concourse of people were assem
bled near St Paul's Cathedral, -the
camera revealed a pickpocket in the
very act of plying his peculiar profes
sion. An old detective, who afterwards
Inspected the photograph, said that be
knew the man well. He was badly
"wanted" for frauds committed on the
continent, but the officers were not
aware that be was In London. A week
later he was arrested.
A snap-shot at a summer crowd on
the sands at Margate came out so clear:
ly that the knight of the camera show
ed it with satisfaction to a number of
bis friends. Among these was a Scot
land Yard officer, who discovered
among the mass of faces the familiar
features of a man whom he bad been
hunting for months. Taking the next
train to Margate he haunted the beach
es until be sighted the fugitive and
effected his arrest
A Portsmouth photographer paid a
professional visit to a large garden
party at Southsea where he took a
group of fashionable visitors with sa
lient success. During the process of
development he observed that in the
holly hedge behind the group a rather
repulsive human face appeared. A
fortnight later a lady purchaser of one
of these photographs made the same
singular discovery, and averred that
the face resembled that cf a man who
had made a futile attempt to rob their
house a few weeks prior to the party.
The matter being mentioned to the
police the district was scoured, and the
man who was an old criminal was
arrested and Imprisoned.
An Irish housebreaker In Belfast, evi
dently Ignorant concerning the charac
ter of the camera, fonnd his way one
night Into a photographer's studio, on
burglarious thoughts Intent when a
large photographic apparatus attract
ed his attention. More by accident
than design the camera had been left
ready for use, and the artless manipu
lation of the machinery, by the curious
thief, actually produced a picture of
himself, which was afterward employ
ed to bring about his conviction. Tit-Bits.
mm r
In India the average duration of life
of the natives is twenty-four years as
against forty-four la Britain.
Submarine volcanoes are constantly
being discovered, and are at times, ow
ing to their sudden appearance, a great
danger to navigation.
The sewage of the city of Paris is now
being used to Irrigate an Immense farm
of nearly four, square miles' area. It
has proved such a benefit to the land
that farmers In the vicinity, who, op
posed it are now anxious to arrange to
receive sewage on their own farms.
It has been shown that, acre for acre,
water Is capable of supplying a much
greater quantity of nitrogenous food
for man than land can supply. The
cultivation of water areas Is called
aqulculture, and its products. In contra
distinction to those of agriculture, are
fish, crabs, oysters, clams and other
edible marine animals. The art and
science of "marine farming" are at
tracting especial attention In Rhode
Island.
When the brain is at work marshal
ing ideas, producing mental pictures,
and calling into action tored-up mem
ories and Impressions, the cells of Its
mysteriously potent "gray matter" un
dergo a change of form. Cavities are
formed In them, which, as the brain
becomes wearied by long-continued
action, fill with a watery fluid. Part
of the substance of the cells appears
to have been consumed In the process
of thinking, but In the hours of sleep
the exhausted cells regain their original
form, the supply of recuperative mate
rial coming from the blood, and on
awakening, the mind finds Its Instru
ment restored and prepared again for
lotion.
R, L Pocock, the English naturalist,
tells an interesting story of the spiders
which dwell In the flower of the pitcher
plant of India and Australia. This
flower ta an insect trap. Around Its
upper edge It Is brilliantly colored and
weet with honey. Lower down the
walls are waxy, and so smooth that no
Insect can gain a hold npon tbem. The
bottom of the pitcher la filled with a
liquid, containing several adds, which
possesses the power of digesting or
ganic matter. The luckless insects
which fall into tills liquid are gradually
aali nil mIsM T3w whilst mrtaV
, Insects casefully at old this death-trap,
a pertktfBtar species of spider chooses it
UAlnBlM 8iaV Z JSrBGcM J
tie vTb like a carpet over a part of the
waxy Interior of the pitcher. It Is ena
bled to stay there In safety. These
spiders have apparently chosen their
singular home Just because of its dan
gers. In such a place they are protect
ed against their enemies. If alarmed,
the spider drops into the liquid at the
bottom of the plant and remains then
until Its enemy has disappeared, es
caping afterward, probably by means
of a silken cable which it had spun as
It fell. A short submergence in the.
digestive fluid is not injurious to the
spider.
Disraeli Ambition.
The late Lord Beaconsfield had a twe
sided nature. When plain Mr. Disraeli
and a young mau, he was noted for
"love of tinsel, glitter and flamboy
ance," and ' for "delighting in fine
clothes and fine dishes." He was also
noted for bis mental cleverness and for
a certain audacious frankness as to
llms and hopes In life, which were high.
The Hon. Grant Duff mentions in his
"Diary" that at Lord Melbourne's Mrs.
Norton Introduced Disraeli to the prime
minister.
"I am glad to meet you. Sir. Disraeli,"
said Lord Melbourne. "I hear you'r?
a very clever young man. W hat's yorr
ambition?"
"To be prime minister of England, my
lord," the frank youn:j m.iu answered.
The sage, good-humored statesman,
who had weighed most things of public
life aud did not think "iheir ruetrl
worth the clink it made," must have
been amused at the ingenuousness of
the gaudily dresFed youth; but In les.i
than thirty years from, that Interview
Disraeli had realized bis ambition.
Some time after Disraeli became
prime minister, writes Grr.nt Duff, his
old traveling companion. Clay, the
great whist phiyer, met him somewhere
about the House of Commons and said
to him:
"Well, Disraeli, when you and I trav
rid together years ago, who would ever
have thought that you would be prime
minister?"
"Who, Indeed?" said Disraeli. "But,
as they used to say when we were In
the East, 'God Is great,' r.ud now He Is
greater than ever.".
Doubtless the remark clashes' against
our reverence, but Disraeli probably did
dot mean to utter an Irreverent epi
gram. He believed In God, "one God.
and that God a mighty God," and In
"the chosen race the only race to
which God has ever spoken" we quotu
his own words. He was the only man
it the "chosen people" who had ever be
come premier of Great Britain.
Baby Potentates.
Spain is always the land of the In
fante. To-day it is the kingdom of an
infant Just as It was sixty-flve years
ago, when the king's grandmother,
Isabella IL, ascended the throne at the
age of 3, assuming the actual govern
ment when she was 13. If our own
Prince Alfred bad not declined the
crown of Greece In favor of the Dane
he would have been a king at 19, aud
carried on the traditions of the many
child-monarchs of Great Britain, In
cluding his mother, the Queen, who
was only 18 when she was wakened on
that historic night In June at Kensing
ton Palace to hear that her uncle,
William IV was dead, and that she
reigned In his stead. Henry III. had
become King of England nt the age ol
10; Edward III. at the age of 15, Kit-bard
II. at the age of 11; Henry VI. al
the age of 8; Edward IV. when he was
20, while his son, Edward V., became
king at the age of 13, which again
proved an unlucky number, for he was
murdered In the Tower with his only
brother, the Duke of Y'ork, after he had
reigned less than twelve weeks. Henry
VIII. was only 18 when he came to be
king; his son, Edward VI., was Just 10,
and was dead before he was 15, while
his would-be successor, the hapless
Lady Jane Grey, was proclaimed
queen before she was 18, and lost her
pretty head before she was 19. En?
Ush Illustrated.
The Duke's Ponrp nor.
A clever Englishwoman has recently
written, "There ain't nothln' scanty
about a dook. Set him where you will,
he makes the page look full." This Is
a duke of fiction; a duke of fact may
be a different person.
A nobleman of this high rank, known
jn London as remarkably close lo
money matters,: recently hailed a cafe
to take him to Waterloo Station. -When
there he alighted and handed up a shil
ling. The cabman, who naturally ex
pected his tip, began to grumble.
"That's the regular fare," said the
duke, promptly. "And why did yoc
take the longest route? Why dldn'l
you drive through Hyde Park?"
"Cause Hyde Fark's closed," said the
cabman, who surmised with whom ht
was dealing.
"nyde Park closed? W'hy Is that?"
asked the duke In surprise.
"Cause the Duke of- dropped I
fo'pence there this mornln. and th
gates are closed till he finds It" replied
the cabman, quite Innocently.
Chinese Interpreters to Order.
Germany Is sending as Interpreter!
to Its Chinese possessions at Kiao-Chor.
graduates from the Berlin Seminary fo:
Oriental Languages, who have bai
three years' training In the Chines
taught at Berlin.
Rhododendrons Thirty Feet High
In India the rhododendron grows to
height of thirty feet Marigolds it
North Africa reach a height of four oi
five feet. -. ... .
Army Hat in England.
I hear that a movement Is on foot la
the Indian army for the Introduction of
various alterations la the soldiers' uni
forms. The present helmet, though It
may be an improvement on Its prede
cessors. Is universally regarded as ex
ceedingly uncomfortable. The form ot
headgear advocated Is that which the
Australian troopers familiarized us at
the last Jubilee, namely, a broad-brimmed
hat, - looped up at the side for
smartness. Manchester Courier.
. 100.000 Dispatches a Tear.
The British Foreign Office receives
about 100,000 dispatches a year. That
is, for every working day of the year
over 300 dispatches come under the no
tice of the department presided over by
the Secretary of State for Foreign Af-
"Ilow would you define ennui?" "It'a
when you're tired of doing nothing, and
too lazy to do something." Puck.
He was a stayer: He I'm going to
kiss you when I go. She Do it now
while I'm still young. Town Topics.
Slumlelgh I don't see why you care
so little for me. Miss Gyer Have you
ever taken a good look at yourself?
Town Topics,
She Do you understand those
French Jokes? He I'm afraid I do.
She Then I wish you'd translate them.
Pick-Me-Up.
Gosling "What do you think of this"
new tie of mine?" Wiggins "My boy,
it's not a tie. It's a colored supple
ment." Truth.
"George describes the girl he is en
gaged to as a perfect vision." "Yes.
And his sister says she Is a sight"
Indianapolis Journal.
"Has Mr. De Broken proposed to you
yet, Beatrice V "No; but he has a law
yer looking Into papa's financial af
fairs." Detroit Free Press.
Mr. Slimmer Going to the ball to
night? Miss Antique No, I don't dance
the new dances. "Why not?" "Not
asked," Cleveland Plain Dealer.
When a woman is saving up to buy
a new hat she can never see any nse
in her husband's spending money to be
long to a club. New York Press.
"Boarding-bouses have taught me
one thing." "What Is that?" "It couldn't
have been a dried apple with which Eve
tempted Adam." Chicago Record.
Cannibal king You haven't succeed
ed in fattening the captive? The chief
cook He's losing flesh all the time. I
think he's worrying about something.
Puck.
George I Just saw you coming from
the conservatory with Miss Goldle.
Rather handsome girl, but too reserved
for me. Thomas Yes, I Just reserved
her for life. Cincinnati Enquirer.
"Ever notice what an even temper
Johnson has? No matter how much he
is disagreed with, he never gets an
gry." "No; but what a deep pity he
has for the other fellow." Indianapolis
Journal.
Dyspepsia Specialist (Irritably)
"But madam, you must chew your
food. What were your teeth given you
for?" Female Patient (calmly) "They
weren't given to me I nought 'em."
Odds and Ends.
"Theatres ought to be seated with the
women all on one side and the men on
the other." "Why 7" "So that when
men go out between the acts they can
tramp on each other's toes." Detroit
Free Press.
A fashion paper announces that
gowus this summer will come higher
than- they did last year, owing to a
boom in the silk market We trust they
will at the shoulders. Commercial
Advertiser.
"The bicycle Is all right, I suppose,"
remarked Mr. Walker, "but It should
not be carried to excess." "I don't think
It should be carried at all," replied Mr.
Sprocket "It should carry you."
Pittsburg Chronicle-Telegraph.
Philanthropist "Yours is the first
hand organ I have seen for some weeks.
Got too cold for them, I suppose." Or
ganist "Eet ees so, slgnor. Zee peo
ples keepa windows shut and notta pay
us to mova on." New York Weekly.
Mr. Norris "I won't hear a word of
It! It is too preposterous T Mrs. Nor
ris "Don't be severe with Frank; you
know he has fallen in jove." "Well,
can't he fall out again?" "No, I'm
afraid not without getting married."
Answers.
"I have seen some pretty hard knocks
In my time," began the anvil. In ring
ing tones, when the bellows Interrupt
ed him with, "But think of the trouble
I have. There Isn't a day that I'm not
hard pressed to raise the wind." Cin
cinanti Enquirer.
Mr. Esplanade "I miss one topic
from the program of the Mothers' Con
gress which I fully expected to see dis
cussed." ' Mr.' Monterey "What is
that?" Mr. Esplanade "How to Man
age a Husband," by Miss Soanso."
Pittsburg Chronicle-Telegraph.
Chumley "I hear one of your fresh
men was pretty badly Injured the other
day. How was It?" Hankins "Why,
it was In the elocution and oratory
class. He has such a heavy voice that
he strained his back in trying to raise
It" University of Michigan Wrinkle,
Advance Agent "You Western peo
ple don't seem to be quite up to opera.
Everywhere we go the audiences weep
In the wrong place." Local Manager
"Y'ou won't have any trouble here. My
ushers are Instructed to eject anybody
who does not weep in the cuspidor."
Detroit Journal.
Mabel ( studying her lesson) "Papa,
what is the definition of volubility?"
Mabel's Father "My child, volubility
Is a distinguishing feature of your
mother when, on acount of urgent af
fairs, I don't happen to reach home un
til after 2 o'clock in the morning."
Baltimore News.
Mother "Mary, that young Spinners
has been paying a great deal of atten
tion to you of bite. Do you think be
means business?" Mary (with a far
away look) "I'm afraid he does,
mother. He is the agent for a bicycle
firm, and be has done nothing but try
to sell me a bicycle ever since he has
beet coming here." Spar Momenta,
In Russia servants kiss their mis
tress's hands both at morning and eve
ning greetings.
. An Iron-mill company In Ohio has
succeeded Id making a fine quality of
cement from furnace slag.-
Instead of sunlight for photograph
ic printing, the apparatus of Schwartz,
aNierman operator, uses several elec
tric arcs, behind each of which are
three plain reflectors covered with
white enamel. -
Stockings were fl,st used in the
eleventh century. Before that cloth
bandages were used on tbe feet.
SERMONS OF THE IMP
arm, does not qualify you for the work ol
an evangelist. In this'day of profuse gab,
I rnmember that It is not merely capacity
Snfcjret: "TJ TVreillrr" The Time Is to talk, but tbe fact that you have some
Cotnlnc When the I.t MI(Mt Kvll .1 ; il" '"" fti",t,,f ,F0lll!? t0 0n for
the World Will Be Grmppled by Kink. V'Sl0f,l.tJ.!i,lh
eousnese and Thrown.
Text: '-We wrestle not against flesh and
blood, bnt against principalities, against
powers, against tbe rulers ot the darkness
of t is world, against spiritual wickedness
in high places." Ephesians vl., 12. i
Squeamishness and fastidlonsness were
never charged against Paul's rhetoric. In '
tbe war against evil he took tbe first
weapon be could lay bis hand on. For 11- I
lustration, he employed the theatre, the
arena, tbe foot-race, and there was noth
ing in tbe Isthmian game, with its wreath ;
of pine leaves; or Pythian game, with its ,
wreath of Inure! and palm; or Kcmcnn
game, with its wreath of parsley; or any ,
Roman circus, but he felt he had a right to
pnt It in sermon or epistle, and are yon not .
surprised that in icy text be culls npon a
wrestling boat for suggeMivenegs? Plu-1
tarch says that wrestling is the most artis
tic and cunning of athletic games. We
must make a wide difference between
pngillm, the lowest of spectacles, ami
wrestling, which Is an effort in sport to nut
down another on floor or ground, and we. '
all of us, indulged in it in our boyhood
days, if we were healthful and plucky. The
ancient wrestlers were first bathed in oil, '
tnd then sprinkled with sand. The third ,
throw decided tbe victory, and many a rran
who went down in the first throw or sec
ond throw, in the third throw was on top, '
an! his opponent under. The Romans did
not like this gnme very much, for it was
not savage enough, no blows or kicks be
ing allowed In the game. They preferred '
the foot of hungry panther on the brenr-t of .
fallen martvr.
In wrestling, the opponents would bow
in apparent suavity, advance face to face, '
put down both feet solidly, take each otber
bv the arms, and push each other backward
and forward until the work tegn In real
earnest, and there were contortions and
strangulations and violent strokes of the
foot of one contestant against the foot of
the other, tripping blm up, or with strag
gle that threatened apoplexy or death, the
defeated fell, and the shouts of thespecta- j
tors greeted the vlater. I guess Paul hnd ,
seen sonce such contest, and it reminded '
him of the struggle of the soul with temp-1
tation,and the struggle of truth withetror, '.
and the struggle of heavenly forces against
apollyonlc powers, and he dictates my text
to an amanuensis, for all his letters, save
tbe one to Philemon, seem to have been
dictated, and as the amanuensis goes on
with his work I hear the groan and liiugu
and shout of earthly nnd celestlnl belllger-
ents: "We wrestle not against flesh nnd j
blood, but against principalities, against
powers, against tbe rulers of the darkness
of this world, against spiritual wickedness
In high places."
I notice that as these wrestlers advanced
to throw racn other they t oweJ one to the
other. It was a civility, not only in Gre
cian and Roman games, but in luter days,
In all the wrestling bouts at Clerkenwell,
England, and In tbe famous wrwlliug match
during the reign of Henry III., in St. Giles' I
Field, between men of Westminister and :
people of London. Howeverrougli a twist I
and hard a pull each wrestler contemplated
giving nis opponent, tuey approached eiien ,
other with politeness and suavity. The
genuflexions, the affability, the courtesy in
no wise hindered the decisiveness, of tbe
contests WellPselt I see wbat yotr mean.
In tblt awful struggle between right and
wmnff wa mn.-t DAt fnrffer. to tie irAntlemen
and ladies. Aflnbillty never binders, but J
always belps. Vou nre powerless as soon
as you get mad. Do not call rum-sellers
murderers. Do not call infidels fools. Do
not call higher critics reprobates. Do not
call all card-players and theatre-goers chtl-
dren of tbe devil. Do not say that the dime i mistakable Gospel. Some whom I address
breaks through into hell. D-j not deal in through ear or eye, by voii;e or printed
vituperation and billingsgates and con- page, have been thrown in their wrestle
tempt and adjectives dynamitic. The othet with evil habit.
side can beat us nt that. Their dictionaries , Aye! you n(lve been thrown twine; but
have more objurgation and brimstone. tn(lt does not mean, oh! worsted soul, that
We are in tbe strength ol God to throw yon are thrown forever. I have no author
flat on its back every abomination l't ' ity for snyine liow many times a man may
curses the earth, but let us approach our gtn an,i ue forgiven, or how many times be
mighty antagonist with suavity. Her- may all nnd yet r9e again; but I have
cnles, a son of Jupiter and Alcmene, will
by a precursor of smiles be helped rather
than damaged for the performance of bis
"twelve labors." Let ns be as wisely
Strategic in religious circles us attorneys
In court-rooms, who are compllmentory
to each other in the opening remarks, be
fore they come into legal struggle such as
that which left Rufus Choato or David
Paul Brown triumphant or defeated.
People who get into a rage in reformatory
work accomplish nothing but tbe iieple
Hon of their own nerveus system. There i
is such a thing as having a gun so hot nt
the touch-hole that it explodes, killing
tbe one that sets it off. Tiiore are
some reformatory meetings to which 1
always decline to go nnd take part, be
cause they are apt to become dumon'-tra-tions
of bad temper. I never like to heai
a man swear, even though he swear on
the right side. The very Paul who iu my
text employed in illustration the wrestling
match, behaved on a memorable occasion
as we ongbt to behave. Tbe translators
of the Bible made an nnitentional mis
take when they represented Paul as in
sulting the people of Athens by speaking
of "the unknown god whom ye ignorantly
worship." - Instead of charging tbem witb
Ignorance, the original Indicates he com
plimented ttem by suggesting that they
were very religious; but as they confessed
that there were some things tbey did not
understand about God, he proposed to say
some things concerning Him, beginning
where they bad left off. The same Paul
Who said in one place, "Be courteous," and
Who had noticed the bow preceding the
wrestling match, here exercises suavities
before be proceeds practically to throw
down the rocky side of the Acropolis the
whole Parthenon of idolatries, Minerva and
Jupiter smashed np with the rest ot them.
In this holy war polished rifles will do
more execution thad blunderbusses. Let
our wrestlers bow as tbey go into the
straggle which will leave all perditlou un
der and all heaven on top.
Remember also that these wrestlers went
through severe and continuous course of
preparation for their work'. They were
put upon such diet as would best develop
their muscle. As Paul says, "Every man
that striveth for the mastervis temperate
in all things." The wrestlers wete put
nnder complete discipline bathing, gym
nastics, struggle in sport witb each other
to develop strength and give quickness to
dodge of head and trip of foot; stooping
to lift each otber off tbe ground; suddenly
rushing forward; suddenly polling back
ward; putting the left foot behind the
other's right foot, and getting bis oppo
nent off his balance; hard training fonlavs
and weeks and months, so that when they
met it was giant clutching giant. And,
my friends. If we do not want ourselves to
be thrown In this wrestle w.tli tbe sin and
error of the world, we bad better get ready
by Christian discipline, by iiolv self-denial,
by constant practice, by submitting
to divine aupervisal and direction. Do not
begrudge tbe time and tbe iuOn-y for that
young man who is in preparation for tint
ministry, spending two yearj in grammar
school, and four years in college, and
three years in theological seminary. 1
know that nine years are a big sli-o to
take off of a man's active life, bnt if yon
realized the height and strength of the
archangels ot evil in our time with which
that young man is going to wrestle, you
would not think nine Venn of i-rdi arntion
were too mucb. An uneducated mitiUtryj
was excusable in otber nays, but not in tnis
time, loaded with sehools'nnd colleges. A
man who wrote me the other day a letter
sking advice, as he felt called to preach
tbe Gospel, began the word "God" witn r
small "g." That Jtina oi man is no.
called to preach tbe Gospel. Illiterate men.
preaching the Gospel, quote for their own
encouragement the scriptural passage,
"Open thy month wide and I will flil it."
Test He will fill it with wind. Preparation
for this wrestling is absolutely necessary.
Many years ago Doctor Newman and Doctor
Sunderland, on the platform of Brigham
Young's taberniole at Salt Lake City, Utah,
gained the victory because ttie,v bid so long
been skilful wrestlers for God. Otherwise
Brig ham Young, who was himself a giant
In some things, would have thrown then
oat of the window. Get ready In Bible
Get ready In Christian endeavor
meetings. Get ready by giving testimony
u oligcure places, before trivini; tustimonv
In conspicuous places.
onr Koing around with s Burster's
Bi'iiw with flaps at tbe edges, under vour
j - .... j j '-" uui, iiiuiuiunimu vu
i your brow, but out of which vou will not
come until all yonr physical and mental
nud moral and religious energies have
been taxed to the utmost and yon have
not a nerve left, or a thought unexpended,
or a prayer unsaid, or a symmithy un
wept. In this struggle between Right and
Wrong accept no chnllengeon platform or
Iu newspaperunless you are prepared. Do
not misapply the story cf Goliath the
Great, and David the Little. David bad
been practising with a sling on dogs and
wolves and bandit, and a thoueaud times
had he swirled a stone around his hoa.l
before he al:neil nt tbe forehead of tbe
giant and tumbled him backward, other
wis the his foot of Uollath would almost
Iiiiva covered up the crusheJ form of the
son of Joaeo.
Notice also that the success of a wro.HH-r
depended on his having his feet well
Dlnnted before be grappled his opponent.
Much depends npon the wav the wrestler
stands. Standing on an uncertain piece of
(.-round, or bearing ail Ms weight on right
foot or all bis weight on left foot, he Is not
ready. A slight cult of his antagonist
will capsize lilm. A stroke of the heel of
the other wrestler will trip him. And in
this straggle for God and righteousness.
as well as for our own souls, we want our
feet firmly plonted In the Gospel both
feet on the Rock of Ages. It wiil not do
to believe the Bible in spots, or t.iink
some of it true and some of it untrue.
You Inst makeup your mind that tho story
of the Garden of Eden i an allegory.
and the Epistle of James an interpolation.
and that the miracles of Christ can be
nccounted for on natural gronnds, without
any belief in the supernatural, aud the
first time you are interlocked in a wrestle
with sin and Satan yon will go under and
yonr feet will be higher than vour head, it
will not do to have one foot on a rock and
the otber on tbe sand. The old Rook would
long ago have gone to pieces If it had
been vulnerable. But of the millions ot
Bibles that have beuu printtd within the
las. twenty-five years, not one chapter has
been omitted, and the onission of one
chapter would have been thocauoaof the
rejection of the whole edition. Ala'! for
those who while trying to prove that Jonah
was neverswallowedof a whale, themsolvts
get swallowed ot the whale of unbelief,
which digests but never ejects its victims.
The Inspiration of the Bible is not more
CL-rtaln than the preservation ot tho Bible
In Its rroseot condition. Alter so many cen-
turies of assault on tbe Book, would it not
be a matter of economy, to say tbx least
economy of brain aud economy of station
ery, and economy of printers' ink if the
batteries now assailing tbe Book would
change their aim and be trained against
some otber books, and the world shown that
Walter Scott did not write "The Lady of
the Lake," nor Homer "The Iilni." nor
Virgil "The Georgics, nor Thomas
Moore "Lai la Rookh," or that Washing
ton's "Farowell Address" was written by
Thomas Paine, and that the War of the
American Revolution never occurred. That
attempt would be quite as successful as
this long-timed attack anti-Btbllcal. and
then It would De new. ud, Keep out oi tnis
wreetling boat with the ignorance and tbe
wretchedness of the world unless you leel
that both feet are planted in -tbe eUcnol -veracities
ot tbe Book of Almighty God!
Notice also that in this science of wrest
ling, to wbieh Paul refers In my text, it
was tbe third throw which decided the
contest. A wrestler might be thrown once
and thrown twice, but tbe third time be
might recover himself, and, by an unex
pected twist of arm or curve cf foot, gain
tbe dav. wen, mat is nroau, smiling, nn-
authority for saying that he may fall four
hundred and ninety times, nnd four hun
dred and ninety times gut up. The Bible
declares that God will forgive seventy
times seven, nnd if you will employ tbe
rule of multiplication you will find that
seventy times seven Is four hundred and
ninety. B: eased be God for such a Gospel
of high hope and thrilling encouragement
and magnificent resouel A Gospel of lost
sheep brought home on Shepherd's shoul
der, and the prodigals who got into the low
worK 0i nutting husks into swines' troughs
brought home to jewelry ana nanqueung
and hilarity that made tbe rafters ring!
But notice that my text suggests that the
wrestlers on the other side In the great
struggle for the world's redemption hove
all the forces of demonology to belp them:
"We wrestle not against flesh and blood,
bnt against principalities, agains; powers,
against tbe rulers of the darkness of this
world, against spiritual wickedness In high
places."
Then I can well believe that righteous
ness will accept tbe challenge, and the two
mighty wr.stlers will grapple, while all
tbe galleries of earth and heaven look
down from one side, and all the fiery
chasms of perdition look np from the
other side. Tbe prize is worth s strug
gle, for it Is not a cbaplet of laurel or
palm, bat tbe rescue of a world, and
wreath put on the brow by Him who prom
Izfid, "Be thou faithful unto death and I
will give thee a crown." Three worlds
earth, heaven and hell hold their breath
while waiting lor the result of this strug
gle, when, with one mighty swing of an
arm muscled with Omnipotence, righteous
ness burls tbe last evil, first on its knees
and then on its face, and then rolling off
nd down, with a crash wilder than that
with which Sampson burled the temple of
Dugon when he got bold of its two chief
pillars.
Aye! That suggests a cheering tbonght,
that If all the realms of Demonology are
on tbe other side, all tbe realms otangel
ology are on our side, among them the
Angel of tbe New Covenant, and they are
now talking over the present awful struggle
and final glorious triumph; talking amid
the alabaster pillars and In the ivory pal
aces, and along the broadways and grand
avenues of tbe great Capital of tho Uni
verse, and amid the spray of fountains
with rainbows like the "rainbow round
tbe throne." Yes, all heaven is on our side,
and the "high places of wickedness"
poken of In my text are not so high as
the high places of heaven, where there
are enough reserve forces, if our earthly
forces should be overpowered, or In cow
ardice fall back, to sweep down some morn
ing at daybreak and take all this earth for
God before the city clocks strike "twelve"
for noon. And tbe Cabinet of Heaven, the
most august Cabinet in the universe, made
np of three God the Father, God the Son,
and God tbe Holy Ghost are now In ses
sion in the King's Palace, and they are with
ns, and tbey are going to see us through,
and they invite ns, as soon as we have done
our share of the work, to go up and see
tbem, and celebrate tbe final victory, that
is more sure to come than to-morrow's sun
rise. Life without liberty is Joyless; but
life without Joy may be great. The
greatness ot life is sacrifice.
Method is the very hinge of ' busi
ness; and there is no method without
punctuality.
The man without a purpose is like a
ship without a rudder a waif, a noth- .
ing, a no man. Have a purpose in
life, and, having it, throw such
strength of mind and muscle into your
work as God has given you.
Some men are like a bass drum they
make lots of noise r but there's nothing
in them.
One great reason why there is so lit
tle happiness. Is because there is so
litttle Innocence.
Contentment Is a good thing until
It reaches the point where it sits In
the shade an I lets the weeds grow.
Those people ' who associate all the
time with dogs and horses, seldom get
much above the level of those animals.
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