--9 B. F. HOHWEIER, THIS OONBTITUTION-THB UNI OK-AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAW8 -' VOL Mil MIFFMNTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. JANUARY 18.1899. NO. G. j A s u ivx i i h . in. Tieiur-ikJ?:i3'A-' j By Marion V.Hollis: rvt VlY.v. xvn. A Iripht -May morning. and Selwyn Cas-ri,- l.H.ks u::iisiially say and beautiful in :l.e goMen mi n I Ta ins. Year have passed . ni c l.'T'l Selwyn returned, dressed in ;li,p iiinuriiiin:. br'nming with liiui his jmiIhtIos rhiid. Hi- had sorrowed as one who lias no hope. His face bnd altered; it hail grown grare with a gravity and da.lniss that never died away. The only eonifort he ever enjoyed was with his sou Kupert Kupert who had his mother's eyes and golden hair. Mrs. Selwyn ami Beatrice Leigh spent the greater part of their time with hiin, and Beatrire devoted herself to his boy. To my that her love for this handsome, mel aneholy master of Selwyn Castle increas ed every day is to speak mildly. lie was free now. aad she might love him as she would. Hut he never seemed to know anything about it. He was kind to her, s he had always been: affectionate as though he were her brother; attentive and chivalrous, as he had ever been. But there was no love. An accident brought about that which tfterward happened his marriage with Miss Leigh. "Why are you looking so grave, moth er?" asked Lord Vivian of Mrs. Selwyn one evening. She sitting alone in the drawing room, niih an expression of deep thought nd anxiety on her placid, comely face. "I am thinking of Beatrice," she re plied: "I am not happy over her. I am ber guardian, yet 1 caunot help thinking that I have somehow failed in my trust.' "Why?" he asked. "I do not know," she replied. "I am annoyed that she has refused Lord Eyr ton: there is not a truer, better man in England. He is very wealthy, and Bea trice would have made an admirable mis tress for Eyrton Court. She has refused aim. and he is very unhappy." "Why did she do it?"' he asked. "She says she does not love him, re plied Mrs. Selwyn, "and that she will only marry a man she does love." "I married for love," said Lord Vivian, musingly, as his mother looked quickly into his fare, fearing she bad pained him. "But why need you reproach yourself, mother? You cannot force Beatrice eith er to love or to marry." "I fear I have been remiss." said Mrs. Selwyn. "I believe Beatrice does love some one, and has loved him for years. I am afraid caver care for any one else, and I ought to have foreseen it." "Who is he, mother?" asked Lord Viv ian, wondering who had touched the heart of that brilliant, beautiful girl. "I cannot answer the question," said Mrs. Selwyn; and there was something o significant in the tone of her Toice that her son looked up at her in wondering maze. Like lightning the thought flashed over him. Could it be himself? Was it possi ble that Beatrice had loved him all these fears that she had refused such excellent offers for his sake? He was but a mor tal man. and his vanity was flattered at the thought. "Mother," he said, gently, "yon should nave been less or more explicit. Tell me truly, do fou mean that Beatrice cares for me in that kind of way you know?" "I should not have spoken," she said. "Do not be angry with me, Vivian. I be lieve she has loved and cared for you all her life." "I never dreamed of such a thing." he aid simply, and the conversation ended. But he thought again and again of bis mother's words. Beatrice loved him, and he t' ought to himself that he might just is wed make her happy as not. Every -jnc was telling him that be ought to mar ry again, that a mistress was wanted for Selwyn Castle, and a mother for bis young heir. He was flattered to think that she loved him. It would make her happy, it nould make his mother happy; as for hiin j"!f Lord Vivian shrugged his shoulders happiness and sorrow were much alike to him. Two or three days afterward Lord Sel wyn asked Miss Leigh if she could spare dim a few minutes, he bad something im portant to say, and she who had long reased to hope that the desire of her heart would he given to her, thought it was something about Rupert, or the domestic affairs of the household, and told him she nas going down to the lodge, and he might walk with her. So they went together down the fresh, deny g.ades of the park; there was a teller green on the young Jnrch buds, n:u! pink May shone bright on the hedges, ami then Lord Selwyn, without any show of passion or great affection, asked Bea-trif-e Leigh if she would be his wife. There was one flash of startled joy in hr face, one gleam of love that for a moment made her beauty almost divine, thi n six answered quietly as he had asked, and Lord Selwyn half-wondered if his mother bad been mistaken. They were married very quietly; and if Lady Beatrice Selwyn, remembering what she had called Lord Vivian's "in fatuation" for the young wife, felt any disappointment that he showed no infat uation for her, she made no sign. She bad secured her heart's desire; she had driven the fair, hiving young wife, her rival, 1J s'-nrn and insult, by continual pefty per secutions, by woman's wit and woman's malice, from home she reigned in her own p:ce, and she was content. The only thorn in her crown was that iolante's son must one day be lord of Mwyn Castle, and she began to hate the ; hi.l wiih a jealous hatred that exceeded, 'f possible, the envious dislike she had f"r his lieautiful but hapless mother. 'ne sunny afternoon in .Tune Lady Bea trire Selwyn, tired and languid, has or 'ernl the blinds to be lowered, and the U.MI..W light that fills the room is soft aril rose colored. loo tired to read, too languid to think, I.a.ir Beatrice lies upon the couch, wish i'ig the heat of the day were over. Ami while the summer heat broods si .eatly over the white lilies, the rector of l uornleigh. Dr. Hearne, walked through the green park and pleasure grounds of Lreightun to seek Lord Selwyn. He round the master of the Hall at home, '"cjl. 1 ke his lady, by the intense warmth. "e. I ke her husband, reproached him hat be had walked through the park on ' warm June day; and to her also Dr. H' rue answered, w ith a courteous salu atiou, that his business could not wait the weather. "What is itr asked my lady, with a languid smile; and on the words that an gered her turned tie current of ber life. -Irs. Jrowue. the schoolmistress ol Thornleigh, has this morning received a summons to go to her brother, who is dan gerously HI at Newcastle, and whether he recovers or not she will not return to her dutiea at Thornleigh." Lord Vivian looked slightly Interested my lady slightly bored. "Is that the important business that has brought Dr. Hearne out in the noon tide beat?" she asked indifferently: and he replied that it was so. Not one of the three had the faintest, he most remote idea of all that was to -ollot frorc this interview. The thought uppermost in the mind of each was the heat and the oppressive day. "I thought," continued Dr Hearne, look ing at Lady Beatrice, "that you. Lady Selwyn. ought to be the first informed : ui airs. xtrowne s departure. The fact being that Lady Selwyn, im j mediately after her marriage, had built i and endowed a school at Thornleigh. She ; had spared neither trouble nor expense, j There were two large, cheerful, airy i rooms lofty, well built, well furnished and well ventilated one for girl and the i other for boys; and near the girls school stood a pretty, picturesque cottage, em j bowered in rose and woodbines, and , that was the residence of the scboolniis I tress. Now that the schoolmistress, who had been very happy at Thornleigh, was leav ing, Dr. Hearne thought the mistress of Creighton Hall ought to be the first con sulted. "I should certainly say 'advertise, " was the advice of Lady Beatrice; "ad vertise, and select from the applicants yourself. If the weather were more pro pitious, I would examine any number of candidates, but in the present state of things, Dr. Hearne, I shall be grateful If you will do it yourself." And those few words altered the des tinies of many lives. CHAPTER XVIII. "I hear," said Lord Vivian to Lady Beatrice, as they sat after dinner in the golden gleam of the June sunset, "I hear that your new governess is something wonderful." "Indeed, I am sorry to hear It. I do not like wonders myself." Suddenly Lord Vivian remembered that if he wished to do good for the newcomer he must propitiate, and not offend his wife. He made some langhi:;, compli mentary reply, at which her eye. bright ened and her face glowed. "I was thinking," he continued, "that if this Mrs. Rivers is what they say. a refined gentlewoman, we might make some few additions to the comfort of the cottsge." "If you wish it," replied his wife, still under the influence of that compliment, i "You might send a good selection of books," he continued; "we have such a superabundance: a picture or two, and a stand of flowers; two or three nice pieces of furniture, and anything else that you think of. Teaching must be a tiresome occupation; let her have plenty of bright ness in her life out of school." "Those kind of people teachers, gov. ernesses and tutors are not like us," said I.ady Beatrice, with supreme hauteur; "they make what you call brightness out of such materials as we pass over alto gether." "Very probably. Ton will do as I sug gest, Beatrice?" said Lord Vivian. "You might occasionally send fruit and game down to the cottage." "I will," she replied. Lady Beatrice did everything well. Sh sent for workmen on the following day, and ordered pretty, gay papers for the little rooms; she ordered nice carpets for the floors, a cozy easy chair and a couch; she ordered a bookcase for the bright, pleasant parlor, and then went over the rooms to make a selection of books. She found several in the library bearing the name of Violante Temple. She did not care to take them all, but one, a very beautiful edition of Wordsworth's poems, especially attracted her. It was nicely bound, and the illustrations were magnifi cent. On the title page was written: "To my dearest Violante, from her de voted husband, Vivian Selwyn." She flung the book far from her; she was jealous of the dead, as she had been of the living. "I believe," she said, in her anger, "that he values everything that woman ever owned." Then she took the book from the floor, and placed it with the others. "It shall go to the schoolmistress." abe said. "I only wish my dearest Violante' knew its destination. And when the little cottage was arrang ed there was no more pretty or coxy home in all England. The rooms were all so cheerful and bright, with flowers peeping in at the windows. Mrs. Rivers thought, when she entered it, that she had never seen a prettier little home. "You see, Mrs. Rivers," aid Dr. Hearne, "that we are fortunate in secur ing the services of a lady like yourself: you, also, are fortunate in being under the care of people so kind and consider ate as Lord and Lady Selwyn." He did not see the shiver that passed over her the passionate grief and an guish that for one moment completely changed ber face. "Lndy Selwyn has sent you books and flowers," he continued; "she will probably drive over to see that you have every thing as ;tou wish it to be." She thsnked him in a few faint words be did not observe how faint they were. The gentle face, the sweet eyes and sweet lips so charmed the rector that when he once began to talk to Mrs. Kivem he rlvrays felt some difficulty In knowing when to stop. "Dr. Hearne," she asked, "are there any children at the Hall?" "No." he replied; and Tor one moment .l.n tiflllnr rtf Aon th overnread ber face. "There are no children," he continued; "but there is one boy: the finest little fellow in England." - A light, like the golden gleam of a June sunset, came into her eyes. "Lord Vivian's, heir, I presume? she ""Yes, Lord Vivian's heir; and a nobler child I have never seen. He is as good as he is handsome, and that is saying something." ' " . "His own mother " she faltered, then stopped. A "His own mother is dead," said Hie rector. "Rupert is like her. I knfw late Lady Selwyn. but not iatoOy. Bbe r;: us !ndu tH. ternbly loiled," .he said; j fl-fJT. 17 TO,7 n in yruuo. sad tenderness 'V . ""' him. 'Lord Selwrn nn v: "J15 'j' he wn'inued.' laughing 0080? hf " "eeln "OInetime, hK A brlghTcolor came into tb. That miM v. .. xnai must be nonsense." she uU- chiMre7im!,,Jrn""Chnd. ltoTe cmidren so much. Dr. Hearne. I should IlKe to IW rhia o.i wyns. wwua Mcir vi lur isei- J "You will see plenty of him. If h yon as much as he did poor Mrs. Browne." augura o,e rector again. "He used to ride down to the cottage several times In the week, and completely destroy - her flowers by making furious efforts to In crease their growth." Again the tender light shone In the shadowed eyes, and the good rector, think ing he had stayed long enough with the schoolmistress, went away with Mrs. Tat ton. On the morrow Mrs. Rivers opened the school, an3 the children' hearts warmed to the sad, gentle face. The sweet voice had a charm for them, as it had for oth ers. "I shall be happy in my duty, at least," said the lady, when school hours were over, and She sat among the flowers with her book. Then down the high road came a foot man in livery. He opened the little gate, and stood before her. "My lady's compliments, and she had sent Mrs. Rivers a basket of fruit. She would call with some friends to see tot school on the morrow." (To be continued.) AMERICAN INDIANS' CHILDREN. They Have Good Tines Until They Are IS Year. Old. Vrom the time be Is born until his Sfteentb year the Indian baby lives the perfect life. He knows no care aud has not a want He fares as well as the best in the tribe; his days are spent in play and the enjoyment like the little animal that be Is, of eating aud sleeping: bia thoughts are not for books or work; he knows that be has a place to sleep, and that If any family has anything to eat be can share it His clothing Is sufficient for bis needs, which are brought within the limits of the supply. His toys are home-made and his games are traditional. What then could afford a better tar get for the camera than this perfect hu man animal? He baa an Individuality, It is true, and a name, but bis animal Instincts are predominant from the be ginning. His mother gives him bis name at birth a name that Is never told, but is kept as secret as the sacred name of the Almighty. The boy gets his name from the skies and the girl from the earth, ratber paradoxical, to be sure, but I have tried in Tain to con vince the Indian mothers that It should be the other way. When It is known that the boy Is dcls fcl U father, and tbe girl looked upon only as a chattel which will bring value later In life. It is not so paradoxical after all. It is not an easy matter to photo graph an Indian baby. They are hedged about with superstition in most cases, and avarice In others. The mothers, until they learn tbe ways of the whites, are much afraid that some barm will come to their little ones if they are shot with a camera, and after they find out that It does no harm, they place an extraordinary value on the privilege. The little ones themselves learn this money Idea early, and It is not an uncommon thing to see a whole squad of them fleeing at the top of their speed Just because they were not paid as much as they thought they were worth for the few minutes of posing. There is one kind of game which I have never been able to photograph among the Indian children, and that is the kind where kissing comes in as part of the pleasure. The Indians do not kiss. Story telling Is a favorite amuse ment among the Indian children, and If you see a group of them gathered about some old crone and listening with rapt attention, you may be sure that they are hearing a ghost story or that she is telling them of the "Kltchl Manitou," or bad spirit who carries off and eats bad Indian boys. Just as the .mythical "bad man" that our nurses used to terrorize us with was supposed to put bad little white boys In bis sack and carry them off. The difference between the two races Is, however, that while the white boys soon learn to disbelieve the stories, tbe H Indian believes in the "Kltchl Man itou" until bis dying day. San Fran cisco CalL Tbe Wrong Town. A farmer forwarded a letter to a town, Inscribed, "To any respectable attorney." The postmaster returned it Indorsed. "None here." Tit-Bits. Mary Anderson-Navarro's youugest balf-slster, the daughter of Dr. Ham ilton GritHn. Is with the Navarros in Germany this summer, training her voice for tbe concert st:ige. She is Just at the age when ber sister made ber first success on the stage, and is said to tx-nr a striking repom'-iiance to the former actress. There is no pleasure or profit that is enjoyed but is earned by the aweat of the brow. If there be aught surpassing human deed or word or thought it is a moth er's love. Honesty is the greatest virtue, be cause it embraces all other virtues. Avarice and happiness never saw each oth.;r; how then should they be come acquainted? The poor man man must walk to get meat for his stomach, the rich man to get a stomach to his meat. To know how to grow old It. the masterwork of wisdom and one of the most difficult chapters In the great art of living. It Is better to take many injuries than to give one. Honesty has never found a substi- tute- . ... The exasperating trivialities of life are little lead linea let down to fathom our religion. There is a vast difference In one a respect for the man who has made himself and the man who baa only made his money. We will always find good when we look for It wun - , The most disgusting ininB ia, nn va knave. V The VUlan Bora Had k.m lufnr. Seen a Bicycle. Daring a bicycle Journey through SI- t harla aha an ... .-. i . , vwMimuvri m UMU WWIVU IV t travel several hnnrinut miw inn what is railed th Rmi Miliaria,. nk. i WJ- Yo will see by glancing at the ra,D tn1 thin road connects the SIbe - I r!" T""??? I a ucr uiat.ucv IS mm thn....n.i -- . -. ' ! h"e " bul,t '.ml .m.aa. h,k1-.. I . vim oiutrtia Through these towns and Tillages I made my dally runs, and usually with a clamoring multitude of shouting boys and yelping dogs as my escort; for a bicycle was as yet a novelty In that part of the world, and In some of the more remote districts even a thing un known. I remember, on entering a certain Tillage Just at dusk, when the streets were quite deserted. I cam suddenly upon two Tillage boys walk ing la th street. They did not see me until I flashed abruptly past them. They threw up their banda in bewilder ment and shrieked out, "Ohort eedlottt" (The devil's coming!) and fled In terror to their homes. I rode on to the regu lar post station, ordered a frugal aup- per and prepared to pass tbe night in ine travelers room." In tbe meantime, tbe news of tb "devil's" arrival had epread like wild fire through tb Tillage, and the post yard was soon swarming with Tillage boys, pestering the station master to let them have a peep at tbe marvelous "dsvil'a carriage." With th "devil'" permission, tb carriage was finally taken out to exhibit to tb wondering crowd. When I had finished my meal 1 stole out unnoticed to observe tbe group of eager urchins gathered round tb object of their cariosity. One of tnelr number, more presumptuous than tbe rest, had taken bold of the wheel,1 sua was endeavoring to enlighten bis at the bottom of the heap until a broth young congregation on bicycle phllos-;-er officer came to his assistance. He spny in general, and thla wheel in par- titular. The handle bars, be knew, were to catch hold of, and tbe seat was to sit on. but be did not exactly know t bow It was propelled. j tloa of balancing bow the bicycle could stand up without being held. Thla luestlon was Immediately seconded by tbe rest of the assembly, and put the -if -elected teacher on his mettle. He iserted at once that that feat was easy enough to perform; bnt the more be (rled to show them bow, tbe more he realized Its difficulty, until finally the bicycle got tangled up with his legs. indboth went sprawling on the ground. ui wa. uie siguai lor a snout or aen- lve laughter from the crowd; but the little fellow was not to be defeated so Ignominloualy. He picked himself up, rubbed bis bead for a moment and med itated. Finally a bappy thought struck him. "Oh. I knew bow It lei" be ex claimed, as he picked xp Vae tricycle. "You see. when It falls over tbls way he puts down tbe prop" Ipolntlng to tbe right pedal), "and when It falls that j way be puta down the other." Then the seir-appointea lecturer upon Oleycles , weeks, tbe men were armed with Win looked proudly around for approval. cheaters and a few Martinis, rusty, dir- "Why, of course." they all murmur ed, and In a tone of self-reoroof that lbpy had tnought o( u before. And so tbe little village wiseacre at once maintained bis reputation and Im pressed upon his associates how stupid they were not to have solved tbe prob lem for themselves. St Nicholas. A War-Time Hldlna; Plaoe. J. H. Gore writes au article for St Nicholas describing some peculiar "Hiding Places In War Times." Those be tells about were all In one bouse In Virginia, near a town which changed hands, under fire, eighty-two times dur ing the war. Mr. Gore says: With fall came tbe "fattening time" for tbe bogs. They were then brought In from the distant fields, where they had passed tbe summer, and put In a pen by tbe side of the road. And although within ten feet of the soldiers as they march ed by. they were never seen, for the pen was completely covered Dy the winter s wuoa-pue, except at ine nacs, where there was a board fence through whose cracks the corn was thrown In. Whenever the passing ad vance guard told us that an army was approaching, the hogs were hurriedly fed. so that tbe army might go by while ibey were taking their after-dinner nap and thus not reveal their presence by an escaped grunt or squeal. Fortunate- the most poisonous reptile known to In ly, the bouse was situated in a narrow habit northern Africa, It Is the favorite valley, where the opportunities for among the snake charmers. These con bushwhacking were so great that the Jurers know how to render this serpent soldiers did not tarry long enough to rigidly unconscious by pressing the search unsuspected wood-piles. On one nape of Its neck with a finger. This occasion we thought the hogs were act appears to throw the reptile Into doomed. A wagon broke down near j catalepsy. In which he Is as stiff as an the bouse, and the soldier went to the j Iron rod. wood-pile for a pole to be used In mend- Traces of something similar having Ina the break- Luckily, be found a stick j been practiced In olden times may be tn hia likinir without tearing the nlle to found In the Bible, where Aaron made pli.res. This suggested that some nice straight pieces be clwaya left conveni ently near for such an emergency. In case It should occur again. Siberian and Rnaslaa. Tbomaa G. Allen, Jr., writes an arti cle on "Tbe Boys of Siberia" for St Nicholas. Mr. Allen says: To begin with, tbe Siberian boy Is not a Russian. I Insist upon that distinc tion, because I know be would be sure to make It if be were here to speak for himself. "No, sir; I am not a Russian," one haa often said to me. in polite cor rection; "I'm a Siberian." And 'be tpeaks In a way that leaves no room to doubt tbe sincerity of bis pride. Tbe reader may, perhaps, think tbts a dis tinction without a difference; but from my personal observation, I should say that there is Justification of Intermix ture of native blood with tbe Siberian Russian. Generally speaking, tbe Si berian boy, as compared with tbe boy of European Russia, Is by far the qulcker-wltted, more energetic, and more self-respecting. He has many more of tbe qualities that in tbe hour of bis country's need go to make up th hero or patriotic soldier. They say It takes a smart man to make a rascal. Whether this be true or not. certain It la that tbe class of men wbo have been sent aa exiles to Siberia. ; especially tbe political prisoners, have( generally Deen taaeu irom me mun taiiactii.l classes of Enronean Russia, t -" " me Qesceaoaaa oi ineae nun, ' other hand, being born and raised in I Siberia, away from the harmful Influ- j ences of a crowded population, bare In- Merited natural Intelligence without the . lncantlvaa to mlanw It Furthprmnrp they know nothing about the disgract . of exile, and regard Siberia only with ' arenuln pride as the land of their na- ' UT,tX- OFFICER WORSTED FOR ONCE. FMicasaaa Failed to Arraat Two braskea Mea aad a Bis; Dec Ever since be Joined the force Police, man Andy Murray baa made a special ty of the arrest of "drunks." a line of duty for which he seems to be peculiar) ly fitted, and In the exercise of which he takes great delight It was because of bla reputation for always landing bis man at the nearest patrol box unassist ed that be nndertook to arrest two In toxicated Individuals single-handed on Monday night, and thereby came t. grief. Andy was standing at 23d and Diamond streets shortly after dark j when be aaw an oddly assorted palt leaning up against the gate oi me una Fellows' cemetery, both evidently un der the Influence of liquor. One was a man attired in full dress, wearing a high silk hat who was holding a big J Newfoundland dog by a chain. The other was a bicyclist who was appar ently too far gone to ride, bnt who atlU held on to bis wheel Patrolman Murray grabbed each by the shoulder and started for the patrol box, but tbe prisoners wanted to argue. Tbe trio came to a halt; tbe dog ran around them a couple of times, winding up tbe chain, and then suddenly, espy ing a cat made a wild dash for the oth er side of the street. Tbe unsteady prisoners fell over like tenpins, drag ging their captor with them. In bis fall Murray jammed one foot through tbe spokes of the bicycle's front wheel and. unable to extricate himself, be lay -now acknowledgea that be bit off more than be could Record. "chew." Philadelphia An Innocent Civilian. v Tbe Chinese peasant wears a turban, loose coat and short and very baggy trousers, all of blue. Tbe Chinese sol dier wears tbe same, with an overall sleeveless smock, or long waistcoat buttoning on tbe right shoulder, edged down the neck, arms and skirt and down tbe front with broad "facings." Tbe breast and back are decorated with a one-foot bull's-eye with characters on It This la all tbe character the Chinese soldier possesses. The bull's- I eye would . rery con;enint if h alriW rnM i. hln a cnanc. of shooting him. but the bull's-eye la only worn to raise false hopes, for no sooner does be arrive dangerously near tb enemy than he doffs tb garb of war to disappear a? a 7!,!iiSmML. iy-'ag armed with a muxala-loader or 5rr ard, both equally harmless weapons. In tb case of Gen. Liu's escort tbe uniform smocks had evidently not bees used as nightshirts for more than a few ty and out of order, and wore about their middles a belt of some sixty rounds of solid-drawn brass cartridges. Tried as a Venture. Owls have a mission to perform h. Chicago. One sent to a commission merchant proved so successful In rid ding the warehouse of rats and mice having been freed at night with the Idea of making an experiment In this direction that other commission men began to look for owls, and from the commission firms the Idea gradually spread to the grocers, butchers and market keepers generally of tbe city. ' Now a large percentage of these men keep an owl down in tbe cellar during I the daylight and bring It up to the store when darkness falls. It Is said that the : expense And care of maintaining owls ; are more than repaid by their services I In vanquishing tbe rata and mice. Tht owners and Janitors of the Urge a part- I ment hon8es In the city are also begin nlng to reanze the value of possessing an owl when rats, mice, cockroaches and vermin generally are to be exter minated. Changing Serpents Into Rod. The Egyptian cobra is not unlike lti Asiatic cousin, except In the absence of tbe curious spectacle-like mark wblcb , distinguishes the latter. Although it if a serpent of bis rod or staff. 8t Louis Republic. A Veteran. ''Why should Blakesley boast aboul his bravery? Qe has never been a sol dier, haa he?" "No, but be was a member of church choir for several years." The Sense or Justice In tbe Slums. Jacob A. RUs writes of "Tbe Passlnf of Cat Alley" In ehe Century. Mr. RIli says: "Cat Alley bad Its faults, but li can at least be said of it In extenua tion, that it was very human. Witt them all It had a rude sense of Justice that did not distinguish Its early build ers. When tbe work of tearing down had begun, I watched, one day, a troop of children having fun with a see-saw that tbey had made of a plaak laid across a lime-barrel. The whole Irish contingent rode the plank, all at once, with screams of delight A ragged lit tle girl from the despised "Dago" col. ony watched them from the corner wltb hungry eyes. Big Jane, who was the leader by virtue of her thirteen years and ber long reach, saw her and) stopped the show. "Here, Mame," she said, pushing one of the smaller girls from the plank, "yon get off an' let ber ride. Her moth er waa stabbed yesterday." And the little Dago rode, and .was made happy it. Th oaaat-boat mm arnnM n-. , . . " ,. a-j along if a didn't bars a trail. " MYSTERIES OF CIENEQA. i Deserted Arixona Statioa the Pea. of Bloody Kobbara' Op.ratlana. j Those who can remember back to ! ; 1872 and thereabouts in this part of the I Territory recall that Clenega station bad a remarkably tragic history. It. was once the abode of a small though desperate band of cutthroats mainly the employes of the stage company who posed as honest hosts while oper ating a private graveyard for unfortu nate travelers, not unlike nor inferior to that which has clothed the name of Bender with its world-wide terror and abhorrence It was the most Important station between Tuscon and Silver I my, on ine oia uucterneia stage rjute that ran between San Diego and El Paso. The tragic mysteries of Clenega sta tion were never entirely cleared up. for murder, and rnhhorl. and hnM.nna j followed so swiftly on tbe heels of each rn. t,.i Twi j other that tbe real miscreants were ; never dealt with by tbe authorities, j That their crimes were avenged, how ! ever, as crimes always are. Is shown In jibe Indian massacre which occurred there In the fall of. 1873. One dark night tbe Apachea gathered In alienee i oa the surrounding bills, and at day ! break, with a whoop and yelL they rushed In on tbe little band at tbe sta tion and massacred all. If any escaped no one knows who It was or where he went and tbe presumption Is that all were killed. On a little knoll, back of the station, are the mounds of eighteen unknown graves, marked by a single shaft that tells the work of tbe aveng ers. Most of the crimes perpetrated by tbe white men at Clenega were laid to the doo; of the Apaches, and it was afterward found that moccasins were kept by tbe robbers as part of their ! highway paraphernalia. The most widely known crime of the i Cieuega fiends was tbe capture of $75, ! 000 en route from El Paso to San Diego. In charge of a small government guard. These were funds of tbe United States paymaster, and the three men wbo at tempted to convey them tn a buckboard past Clenega station were murdered on the spot. It was knowu that this crime was perpetrated by Americans dis guised as Apaches. At this time It was Impossible for these Clenega Benders to get out of tbe country with their treasure, so most of It was burled In secret. Then came tbe Apacbe aveng ers. Often since then Idle prospectors have made vain searches for tbe hidden treasure. Arizona Gazette. Snwannee Spring. A short distance down the peninsula and below Jasper Is Suwannee Spring. It forms one of tbe principal feeders of the river, and Is a well-known favorite winter resort It Is some distance from tbe railroad station, and. tourists are taken thltber In an ancient "dinky" treet car. ae-a t y a venerable but vicious booking mule, tnd tbe wisdom of tbe owners of both the vehicle and tbe mule is exhibited by tbe length of tbe traces, wblcb are suf Sclent to allow the animal to kick free ly without battering down the dasher, ibould the whim seize it to make the attempt Suwannee Spring, like many of tb. other large bodies of so-called springs In Florida. Is nothing more or less than the coming to the surface of a consid erable sized underground river, and, like many of these springs, that at Su wannee is supposed to possess valuable medicinal qualities, particularly for dis eases wblcb affect the kidneys and bladder. The large springs of Florida are imong its greatest curiosities, and many of them are wonderful for their beauty and varied features. Almost invariably they are clear as crystal and rery deep, some as much as eighty feet Many, like Suwannee and Green Cove prlngs, are heavily charged with sul phur, and others, like those at Honia tassa, with sulphur, iron and magnesia. Tfbe waters are almort invariably warm. Besides tbe Suwannee Spring there areothersinthenear vicinity, one a few miles below, called High Springs, and till a third close beside the railroad tracks at Juliette. This one Is quit arge and of such remarkable limpld jess that from the railroad tracks, more than a hundred feet away, fish may be plainly seen swimming about In its aeptbs. Florida Letter in Philadelphia Ledger. " Honesty in tbe Empire City. The proprietor of one of Manhattan's most fashionable hostelrles ordered $5. 000 worth of table silverware the other day. When the goods were delivered be refused to take them at any price, as tbe name of the hotel had been stamped upon tbem. He explained hla strange action by saying that people often dine at the house only to take away knives, forks and spoons as sou venirs. "If the name of the hotel is not on them." he said, "tbey leave them alone, for their only reason In dining, here is to steal these stamped goods and show them to their friends to prove that tbey are In tbe habit of patronizing fashionable hostelrles." A Serlona Matter. Truant scholars do not abound In Switzerland. If a child does not attend tehool on a particular day. the parent tets a notice from the public authority Aat he Is fined X many francs: the ecend day the fine Is increased: and y the third" day the amount becomes a serious one. In case of sickness, the supil Is excused, but If there be any raapiclon of shamming, a-doctor Is sent If tbe suspicion proves to be well found id. tbe parent Is required to pay the oat of tba doctor's visit How Sound Travels. Tbe whistle of a locomotive can b beard 3,300 yards, tbe noise of a train 8,809 yards, the report of a musket and 'the bark of a dog 1,800 yards, tbe roll of a -dram 1,000 yards, tbe croak of a frog $08 yards, a cricket chirp 800 yards, a dinner bell two miles and a all to get np In tbe morning 8 feet 7 tacbes. FtattDarelleras In London. Iasweuuia; jb naia is maaing great headway tn London, especially in tht west end, bat saany persons are averse to being known aa residents of such. Landlords advertise tthem ay "nans Ion taat J rtatflsa. -1 SERMONS OFTHE DAY SabjMt: -Olfler.at Mad, .r Mranrtai th. Flight or Tlma"-Ura BhanM 'ol Bo Wholly a Spaa of Tears Th. Can of Wraith Th. Tra. Oaac. Tsxtt "How old art then?" Genesis xlvll., 8. Th. Egyptian eapttal was th. foans o-. the world's wealth. In ships and banrns then had been hrought to It from India franklnc.ns.and einnamon and Ivory and diamonds; from the north, marble and iron; from Syria. Durol. and .Ilk: from I Greece, soma of th. finest horse, of tb. Tri ? world and som. of th. most brilliant ehnr- I iota, and from all tb. earth that whlah j could best please the eye and eh.rm tb. auu Kiiiti iuo mso, men) vvroHID' pies aflame with red sandstone, entered by the gateways that were guarded by pillars bewildering with bieroglypbies and wound with brazen serpents and adorned with winged creatures, their .yea and beaks and pinions glittering with preoions stones; there were marble oolomos blooming into wnite noweroeas; mere were stone pillars, at the top banting into th shape of the lotus when in full bloom. Along tbe avenues, lined with sphinx and fane and obelisk, there were princes who eame in gorgeously upholstered palanquins, carried by servants in scar let or elsewhere drawn by vehicles, tb. snow-white horses, golden-bitted and six abreast, dashing at full ran. On Soon ol mosaic the glories of Pharaoh were spelled out in letters of porphyry and beryl and flame. There were ornaments twisted from the wood of tamarisk, em bossed with silver breaking Into foam. There were footstools made out of a single preoions stone. There were beds fashioned out of a crouched lion In bronze. There were chairs spotted with the sleek hides of leopards. There were sofas footed wltb the claws of wild beasts and armed with the beaks of birds. As you stand on the level beaoh of tbe sea on a summer day and look either way, and there are miles of breakers, white witli tbe ocean foam, dashing shoreward, so It seemed as if the ma of the world's pomp and wealth In the Egyptian capital for miles and miles flung Itself up into white breakers of marble temple, mausoleum and obelisk. It was to this capital and the palace ol Pharaoh that Jacob, the plain shepherd; eame to meet his son Joseph, wbo had be come prime minister in the royal apart ment. Pharaoh and Jacob met. dignity and rusticity, tbe graeef nlness of the court and the plain manners of the field. The king, wanting to make tbe old eountry man at ease and seeing bow white bis beard Is and how feeble bis step, looks familiarly into his face and says to the aged man: "How old art thou?" On New Year's night the gate of eternity opened to let in amid tbe great throng ol departed centuries tbe soul of tbe dying year. Under the twelfth stroke of tbe brazen hammer of the city elock thd patriarch fell dead, and the star, of thd night were tbe funeral torches. It is most fortunate that on this road of life there are so many milestones, on which we can read just how fast we are going toward tht journey's end. I feel that It is not an in appropriate question that I ask to-day wnen I look into your faces and say, at Pharaoh did to Jacob, the patriarch, "How old art thou?" People who are truthful on every othot subject lie about their ages, so that I da not solicit from you any literal response to tbe question I have asked. I would put no one under temptation, but I simply want Ibis morning to see by wbat rod It la we araneaatv'iag niiysifr-lgl-to &rmJ&XKi4 'm t- way"oTm'easnr- or a wan. or i.a arch, or a tower. and so there is a right way and a wrong way of measuring our earthly existence. It is with reference to this higher meaning that I confront you this morning wltb the stupendous question of tbe text and ask, "How old art thou?" There are many who estimate their life by mere worldly gratification. When Lord Dundas was wished a Happy New Year, he said, "It will have to be a happier year than the past, for I hadn't one nappy moment In all the twelve months that bave gone." But that has not been tbe experience of most of us. We have found that though the world is blasted with sin it is a very bright and beautiful place to reside In. We bave bad joys innumerable. There is no hostility between the gospel and tbe merriments and the festivities of life. I do not think that we fully enough appreciate the worldly pleasures Ood gives us. When you recount yonr enjoyments you do not go back to tbe time wben you were an in fant in your mother's arms, looking up Into tbe heaven of ber smile; totbose days when you tilled the house with the uproar of bois terous merriment; when you shouted as you pitched the ball on tbe playground; when on the cold, sharp rrinter night, muffled up, on skates vou shot out over the resoundini; ice of the pond? Have you for gotten all those good days that the Lord gave you? Were you never a dojt were you never a girl? Between those times and tbls how many mercies the Lord has be stowed upon vou! How many joys have breathed up to you from the flowers and shone down to you from tbe stars and chanted to you with the voice of soaring bird and tumbling oasoade and booming sea and thunders that with bayonets of tire oharged down the mountain side! JoyI JoyI JoyI If there is any one who baa a right to the enjoyments of the world, it is the Christian, for Ood has given him a lease ol everything in tbe promise, "All are yours." But I have to tell yon that a man who esti mates bis life on earth by mere worldly gratification Is a most unwise man. Uur life is not to be a game of ohess. It is not a dance in lighted hall, to quick mnsie. It is not the froth of an ale pltcber. It is not the settlings of a wine enp. It is not a bao- auet. with intoxication ana roistering, it is the first step on a ladder that mounts In to tbe skies or the nrst step on a road tnat plunges into a horrible abyss. "How old art thou?'' Toward what destiny are yon tending and how fast are yon getting on towurd it? Again, I remark that there are many who estimate their life on earth by their sor rows and misfortunes. Through a great ninny of your lives the plow-share bath gone very deep, turning up a terrible fur row. You bave been betrayed and mis- represented, and set upon, and slapped of Impertinence, and pounded of misfortune. The brightest life must have Us shadows aad tbe smoothest path its thorns. On the happiest brood the hawk pounces. Noes cape from trouble of some kind. While glorious John Milton was losing his eye sight he heard that Salmasias wn glad of it. While Sheridan's comedy was being en acted in Drnry Lane theater, London, bis enemy sat growling at It in tbe stage box. While Bishop Cooper was surrounded by the favor of learned men his wife took his lexicon man uscript, the result of a long lite of anxiety and toil, and threw It Into the Ore. Mis fortune, trial, vexation for almost every onel Pope, applauded of all tbe world, has a stoop in tbe shoulder that annoys him so much that be has a tunnel dug, so that he may go unobserved from garden to grotto and from grotto to garden. Cane, tbe famous Spanish artist, is disgusted with the crucifix that the priest holds be fore bim because it Is such a poor speci men of sculpture, and so, sometimes through taste, and sometimes through learned menace, and sometimes through physical distresses aye In 10,000 ways troubles come to harass and annoy. Again, I remark that there are many peo ple wbo estimate their life on earth by the amount of money they bave accumulated. Tbey say, "The year 1866 or 1870 or 189f was wasted." Why? "Made no money." Now, it is all cant and insincerity to U against money, as though it had no value It may represent refinement and educatior and ten thousand blessed surroundings. It is tbe spreading of the table that feeds the children's hunger. It Is tbe lighting of the iurnace tnat keeps yon warm, it is the making of tbe bed on which you rest from care and anxiety. It is the carrying of you out at last to decent sepulcher, and tbe putting up of tbe slab on which Is chiseled tbe story of yonr Christian hope. It Is simply hypocrisy, this tirade in pulpit and lecture ball against money. Bet while all thla is ao, he who uses money or thinks of money as anytblna bat a means to an end. wiU find out his mU- tak. when the glittering treasures slip ont of his nervelm. grasD, and he goes out of thl world without a shilling of money or a certlHcitt. of stock. He might bet er have been tbe Christian porter that opened his gale or the begrimed workman wao last night beaved the coal into his eel ar. Bonds and mortgages and leaes bave their use, but they make a poor yardstick with whloh to measure life. 'Tbey that boast themselves in their wealth and trust In the multitude of their riches, none of tbem can, by any means, redeem bis brother or give to Ood a ransom for him that he should not see corruption." But I remark, there are many I wish there were more wbo estimate their life by their moral and spiritual development. It is not sinful egotism for a Christian man to say: "I am purer than I used to be. I am more consecrated to Christ than I used to be. I have got over a greit many of the bad habits In which I tn indulge. I am a great deal better man than I used to be." There Is no sinful egotisn In that. It Is not bis. egotlom for a soldier to say, "I know more abimt mill tary tactics than I nsed to before I took a musket In my hand and learned to 'piesent arms' and was a pest to the drill officer." It is not ba e egotism for a sailor to sav."I know better how to clew down the mizzen topsail than I used to before I bad ever seen a ship." And there is no sinful egotism when a Christian man, fighting the battles of the Lord, or if you will have it, voyaging toward a haven of eternal rest, says, "I know more about spiritual taotics and voyaging toward heaven than I used to." Now, I do not know what your advan tages or disadvantages are. I do not know what your tact or talent is. I do not know what maybe tbe fascination of your man ners or tbe repulslveness of tbem, but I know this: There is for you, my hearer, a Held to cultivate, a harvest to reap, a tear to wipe away, a soul to save. If you have worldly means, consecrate them to Christ. If you bave eloquence, use it on the side that Paul and Wllber'orce used theirs. If you have learning, put it all Into the poor box ot the world's suffering. But if you have none ot tbese neither wealth nor elo quence nor learning you at any rate bave a smile with which you can encourage the disheartened, a frown with which you may blast injustice, a voice with which you may call tbe wanderer bank to Ood. "Oh," you say, "that is a very sanctimonious view ot life!" it is not. it is the only bright view ot life, and It is the only bright view of death. Contrast the death scene ot a man who has measured life by tbe worldly standard with the death scene of a man who has measured lire by the Christian standard. Quin, tbe actor, in bis last moments said, "I hope this tragld scene will soon be over, and I hope to keep N my dignity to the last." Malesberbes raid " in his last moments to the confessor: "Hold yonr tongue! Your miserable style puts me out of conceit with heaven." Lord Chesterfield In bis last moments. when be ought to have been praying for bis soul, bothered himself about tbe proprieties of the sick room and said, "Give Dayboles a choir." Godfrey Koeller spent bis last hours on earth In drawing a diagram of his own monument. Compare tbe silly and horrible depar ture of such men wltb the seraphic glow on the face ot Edward Payson as be said in bis last moment: "Tbe breezes of heaven fan me. I float in a sea of glory." Or with Paul the apostle, who said in his last hour: "I am now ready to be offered up, and the time of my departure is at band. I bave fought tbe good fight, I bave kept the faith. Hencefortb there Is laid up for me a erown of righteousness which the Lord, tbe righteous Judge, will give me." Or compare It with the Christian deathbed tbat you witnessed in yourown household. Ob, my friends, this world is a false god. it will -consume- von with w- wt In . w wa JOeeiiulS'-o sacrlflce, while the 1 righteous shall be held in everlasting re membrance, and wben tbe thrones bave fallen and tbe monuments bave crumbled and the world has perished they shall ban quet wltb the conqueror, of earth and th. hierarobs of heaven. This is a good day in which to begin a new style of measurement. How old art tbou? You see tb. Christian way ot measuring life and the worldly way of measuring It. I leave It to you to say which is the wisest and best way. The wheel ot time has turned very swiftly, and it bas burled us on. The old year has gone. Tbe new year 'has come. For what you and I have been launched up on It God only knows. Now let me ask you all, have you made any preparation forth future? You have made prepara tion for time, my dear brother. Have you made any preparation for eternity? Do yon wonder tbat wben tbat man on tbe Hudson Klver tn indignation tore np tbe tract whloh was handed to him and Just one word landed on his eoat sleeve. tne rest oi tne tract being pitenea into tne river, tbat one word aroused bis soul? it waa that one word, so long, so broad, so high, so deep "Eternity." A dying wom an, In ber last moments, said, "Call it back." Tbey said, "What do you want?" "Time," she said, "call It back." Ob, It cannot be called back. We might lose our fortunes and call tbem back; we might lose oar health, and perhaps recover It; 'we might lose our good name and get that back, but time gone Is gone forever. Now. wben one can sooner get to tne cen ter of things Is be not to be congratulated? Does not our common sense teach us that It Is better to be at tbe center than to be olear out on the rtm of th. wheel, hold ing nervously fast to tbe tire lest we be suddenly hurled into light and eternal felicity? Through all kinds of optical In struments trying to peer in through the cr icks and the keyholes ot beav.n afraid that both doors ot the celestial mansion ' will be swung wide open before our en tranced vision rushing about among the apothecary shops of this world wondering if this is good for rheumatism and tbat I. good for neuralgia and something else is good for a bad cnugh, lest we be suddenly ushered Into a land of everlasting health wheretbe Inhabitant neversays, I am slckl What fools w. all are to prefer the cir cumference to the center! What a dread ful thing it would be if we should be sud denly ushered from tbls wintry world Into the Hay time orchards of heaven, and If our pauperism of sin and sorrow should be suddenly broken up by a presentation of an emperor's oastle surrounded by parks with springing fountains and paths, up and down wbioh angels ot Ood walk two and twol In 1835 the Frenoh resolved that at Ghent they would bave a kind of mu sical demonstration tbat had never been beard of. It would be made up of the chimes of bells and the discharge ot cannon. Tbe experiment was a perfect success. What with tbe ringing ot the bells and tbe report of the ordnance the city trembled and the hills shook with the triumphal march that was as strange as It was overwhelming. With a most glorious accompaniment will Ood's dear children go Into their high residence when the trumpets shall sound and the last day has eome. At tbe sig nal given the bells ot tbe towers, and of tbe lighthouse., and ot tbe cities will strike their sweetness into a last ehim. that shall ring Into tbe heavens and float off upon theses, joined by tbe boom of bursting mine and magazine, augmented by all the eathedral towers of heaven tbe harmonies of earth and tbe symphonies of tbe celestial realm making up one great triumphal mrch, lit to celebrate tbe as cent of the redeemed to where they shall shine as the stars forever and ever. The best manages datiita in Minne sota have r: Jucei tne cost of manufac turing a pound of butter to 1.28 cents. Obstinacy and vehemency in opin ion are the surest proofs of stupidity. He that goes far to marry will either deceive or be deceived. All things are cheap to the saving, dear to the wasteful. A young fool may outgrow his silli ness, but an old one grows sillier. Men of the noblest dispositions think themselves happiest when others share theis happiness with them. There is a stock company In Albany that not only gives two performances a day, but changes the bill twice a week. If you would be revenged of your enemy, govern yourself. The love of the good opinion of our I fellow is essential to the heart of man as breathing. Novelty ia the great parent of pleas- iyj .C3Tlfw7aif 8 1 TV. i H I i 1 ;s. ( s
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