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THE CONSTITUTION THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS.
Editor and Proprietor.
VOL. LIII.
MIFFL.INTOWST, JUNIATA COUNTY, PENN., WEDNESDAY, MAY 10, 1899.
NO. 22.
lt Hie Dueteas.
CHAl'TEI XIX. (Continue.)
"You have told me of that already. Lad J
SwniiMk'wn huviug faile d you, may I ask
with studied contempt "who are yoi
goim: to taki with you now?"
What do you mean?" says he, wheelinf
round to her. "What lo you mean bj
that?" laying his bauds upon her shoul
ders, and looking with fierce eyes Into hei
pale face, "a man tniht well kill you!"
"And why 7" demands she, undauntedly
"You would have taken her you have
confessed so much you bad the coarse
courage to put it into words. If not her,
why" with a shrug "then another!"
'There! thiuk as you will," says he, re
leasing her roughly. "Nothing I coul
say would convince or move you. Ant
yet, I know it is of no nse, but I am de
termined I will leave nothing nnsaid. I
will give you no loop-hole. I asked her t
go with me in a moment of irritation, ol
loneliness, if you will; it is hard for a mat
to be forever outside the pale of affection
and I thought well. It is no matter whal
I thought. I was wrong, it seems. At
for caring for her, I care so little that I
now feel actually glud she had the sense
to refuse my senseless proposal. She
would have bored me, 1 think, and 1
should undoubtedly have bored her. Th
proposition was made to her in a moment
of folly."
"Oh, folly!" says she, with a curioui
laugh.
"Well, give it any other name you like
And after all," in a low tone, "you an
right. It was not the word. If I bad sale
despair I should have been nearer tb
mark."
There might have been another word,
hven if there were, says he, "the oo .
casion for it is of your making. Ton have
thrown me over; you must be prepared.
therefore, to accept the oonsequences." I
"You have prepared Me for anything.'
says she, calmly, but with bitter meaning ,
.. u .. u. , i i
mar .till h ihikft rur wtitcti t
. - r r . . , .
have not prepared-. y hw-MeT
rMdssmssSa
ynr I
Something in his manner terrifies her I
she feels her face blanching. Words art
denieil her, but she makes a faint move
ment of assent with her hand. What is hi
gointrtosay?
"WtiAt if I should decide, then, on tak
lag my son with meV" says be, violently
"Who is there to prevent me? Not you
or another. Thus I could cut all ties anc
put you out of my life at once and for
ever!"
He had certainly not calculated on tht
force of his words or his manner. It hat
been a mere angry suggestion. There wai
no cruelty In Baltimore's natnre. He bai
neTer ome permitted himself to dwel. up
on. the possibility of separating the boj
from his mother. Snch terrible revecn
aa that was beyond him his whole natun
would have revolted against it. Be hat
spoken with passion, urged by her con
tempt into a desire to show her where hb
power lay, without any Intention of actn
ally using it. He meant, perhaps, t
weaken her intolerable defiance, and show
her where a hole in her armor lay. Hi
was not prepared for the effect of hi
words.
An ashen shade had overspread he:
face; her expression has become ghostly
As though her limbs have suddenly givei
way under her, she falls against the man
telpieee and clings to It with tremblinf
finders. Uer eyes, wild and anguished
seek his.
"The child!" gasps she, in a voice o:
mortal terror. "The child! Not the child
Oh! Baltimore, you have taken all fron
me except that. Leave me my child!"
"Don't look at me like that," exclaimi
he, inexpressibly shocked this suddet
and complete abandonment of herself tt
her fear has horrified him. "I nevei
meant it. I but suggested a possibility
The child shall stay with you. Do yot
hear me, Isabel? The child Is yours
Whep I go, I go alone!"
There is a moment's silence, and thei
she bursts into tears. It is a sharp reac
tion, and it shakes her bodily and mental
ly. A wild return of her love for hlm
tliat first, sweet and only love of her lift
returns to her, born of intense gratitude
But sadly, slowly, it dies away again. I'
seems to her too late to dream of thai
again. Yet perhaps her tears have ai
much to do with that lost love as witl
her gratitude.
Slowly her color returns. She checki
her sobs. She raises her bead and looki
at him still with ber handkerchief presses
to her tremulous lips.
"It is a promise," says she.
"Yes; a promise."
"Yon will not change again" nervous
ly. "You "
"Ah! doubt to the last," says he. "It it
a promise from me to you, and of cours
the word of such a reprobate as you con
sider me can scarcely be of any avail."
"But you could not break this promise?
snys she, in a low voice, and with a lonj
sigh.
"What trust you place in me!" says he
with an open sneer "well, so be it. I giv
you home and child. You give me no
worth while to go into the magnificence 01
your gifts, is it?"
"1 gave you once a whole heart, an un
broken faith," says she.
"And took them back again! Child'
play!" says he. "Child's promises. Well
if yon will have it so, you have got i
promise from me now, and I think yoi
might say 'thank you' for it, as the chil
dren do."
"I do thank von!" savs she. vehemently
"Does not my whole manner speak foi
e'f Once again her eyes fill with tears
"So much love for the child!" cries he, U
stinging tone; "and not one thought foi
the father. Truly your professions of lov
were light as thistle-down. There! yot
re not worth a thought yourself. Kxpend
ny affection you have upon your son, and
forget me as soon as ever yon can. H
will not take you long, once I am oat ol
your sight."
He opens the door abruptly, and Is gona.
CHAPTER XX.
The cool evening air on Joyce's flushed
cheeks calms her aa she sets out for the
walk that Barbara had encouraged her U
take.
It is an evening of neat beauty. Barth,
( sea and sky seem blended in one greai
soft mist, that, rising from the ocean
, down below floats op to heaven, its heart
. a pale, vague pink.
I The day is almost done, and already
shadows are growing round trees and cor
ners. There Is something mystical and
strange the deep murmurs that come
from the nestling woods, tht sweet, wild
coo of the pigeons, the chirping of Innum
erable songsters, and now and then th
dull hooting of some blinking owl
Through all, the sad tolling of a chape)
bell away, away In the distance, when
the tiny village bangs over the brow ol
the rocks that gird the sea.
Joyce picks a branch or two aa ahe goes
on her way, and thrusts them Into tbe
bosrm of ner gown. And now she has
reached the outskirts of the wood, where
the river runs, crossed by rustic bridge,
on which she haa ever loved to rest and
dream, leaning rounded arms upon the
wooden railings and seeing strange but
sweet things In the bright, hurrying water
beneath her eyes.
She has gained the bridge now, and
leaning languidly upon ita frail ramparts
lets her gate wander afield. The little
stream, full of conversation aa ever, flows
on unnoticed by her. Its charm seems
dead. That belonged to the old life the
life she will never know again. It seems
to her quite a long time since she felt
young. She has learned that life Is a fail
ure after all. It takes some people a life
time to discover that great fact; it has
taken her quite a short time.
I A step upon the bridge behind her! She
starts into a more upright position and
looks round her without much interest.
A dark figure is advancing toward her.
Through the growing twilight It seems
, abnormally large and black, and Joyce
stares at It anxiously. Not Freddy not
. one of the laborers they would be all
' , " .J, V h V. .
, oh- Dysart, coming
c,os" to hT- Vu "J-howTer; kWn "
w" her 'rom e fi' m7f'
", m U D
BJ a1 B',n-
Yea, says she, advancing a little to-
,?a-1VaSjSXJ-M
com uura naoa, anu reluctant. .
, w coming down to Mrs. Monkton
r-
"This la
. "
a very long way round from
the Court, Isn't it?" says she.
"Yes. But I like this calm little corner.
I have come often to It lately."
Miss Kavanagh lets her eyes wsnder to
the stream down below. To this little
snot of all places! Her favorite nook!
j Had he hoped to meet ber there? Oh, no!
impossible! And besides, she baojaglven It
up for a long, long time until this evening.
It seems weeks to ber now since last she
was here.
"You will find Barbara," says she, gent
ly. "I don't suppose It is of very much con
sequence," says he, alluding to the mes
sage. He is looking at her, though hei
averted face leaves him little to study.
"You are cold." says he. abruptly.
"Am I T turning to him wtih a little
smile. "I don't feel cold. 1 reel dull, per
haps, but nothing else.
There is a pause; it threatens to be an
everlasting one, as Miss Kavanagh plain
ly doesn't know what to say. He caa sea
this; what he cannot see Is that she la
afraid of her own voice. Those trouble
some tears that all day have been so dose
to ber seem closer than ever now.
"Beaoclerk came down to see you to
day," says he, presently. This remark Is
so unexpected tnai re sieauies uer.
Yes." she says, caimiy enougn, out
raising her tell-tale eyes.
"Yon expected nim r
"He asked you to marry him, how.
ever? There Is something almost threat
In hla tone now. as if he is defying
her to deny his assertion. It overwhelms
her.
"Yes," she says again, and for the first
time is struck by the meagerness of her
replies.
"WellT says uysarx, ruugmj.
"I r-fnaMl him." B8TS she, St last, in S
low tone, snd in a dull sort of way. as if
the matter is one of Indifference to her.
"Ah!" He draws a long Dreatn. u
true?" he says, laying his nana on ners
as it lies on the top of the woodwork.
"Quite true."
"And yet yon have been erring?"
"You can see that," says she, petu-
intlv. "You have lanen
and to tell me of It. Do you hlnK re
it a pleasant tning to ue mm; -people,"
glancing angrily towards him
-every one. I tninK. mmtra h.
nowadays not to see wnen
been making a fool of ones sen. oui
you seem to take a delight in torturing
me." .
"Did Is says he, Dirteriy, ignoring, ii
haps not even bearing her outburst "did
it cost yon so much to refuse him?"
"It cost me nothing!" with a sudden ef
fort, and a flash from her beautiful eyes.
"Nothing?" .
"I have said so! Nothing at all. It was
mere nervousness, and because It remind
ed me of other things."
"Did he see yon cry?" asks Dysart,
tightening unconsciously his grasp upon
heJ J,DVi w.a rone a long time, quite s
long time, before it occurred to me thai
'.""should Hke to ory. I." w th a -gal
udc,ehrV h
rCw
:hem. as It were. t.Ci. ..lf-vmrelt and
, as re were. ---- ....f.ooncelt and
7ftenownhUmeapride. H. would
.mooth down ms ru v. uch m
nevitably nave p.v- . . bls I
instruction on them; ona entirely to nis
wn glorification.. fc lighter I
"I shall leave yon now..w ""Jow that
u'are going. "tX
ly, checking the r?ll ..
me nas ou J"" -ltten into stone, ens
Tt S vTtoln. rte had been
had heard he was bt .omehow
.he bas been PJ'" nto .tone. She
told of it by sever.. Fjr.
Ae bsd not believed It" Ma
ome hornet her until now.
Ws
We sail In about a month. I ah all have to
leave here almost Immediately."
"So soon," says she, vaguely. She has
begun that absurd tattoo again, but
bridge, and restless little fingers, and sky
and earth, and all things seem blotted out.
He Is going, really going, and forever!
How far is India away?
"It is always rather hurried at last. For
ny part, I am glad I'm going."
"Year
"Mrs. Monkton will at least, I am sure
the will let me have a line now and then
m let me know bow yon how yon are all
retting on. I waa going to ask her about
t this evening. Yon think she will be
rood enough?"
"Barbara Is always kind."
"I suppose" he hesitates, and then goes
n with an effort "I suppose it wonld be
wo much to ask of you?"
"Whatr
"That yon wonld sometimes write me a
letter however short."
"1 am a bad correspondent," says she,
teeling as if she were choking.
"Ah! I see. I should not have asked, of
iourse. Yes, you are right. It waa ab
urd my hoping for it."
"Would you really careT says she.
"Ah! That is the humor of It," says he.
"In spite of all, I should still really care.
Come" He makes an effort to unclasp
die small, pretty fingers that are grasping
the rails so rigidly. At first they seem to
resist his gentle pressure, snd then they
rive way to him. She turns suddenly.
"Fells r her voice is somewhat strained,
somewhat harsh, not all her own voice,
"do you still love me?"
"You know that," returns he, sadly. If
ae has felt any surprise at the question ha
sas not shown it.
"No, no," says she, feverishly. "That
rou like me, that you are fond of me, per.
laps, I can still believe. But Is it the
tame with yon that it nsed to be? Do
sou," with a little sob, "love me as well
ow as In those old days? Just the same?
Not," going nearer to him and laying her
Band npon his breast, and raising agonix
d eyes to him, "not one bit less?"
"I love you a thousand times more,"
isys he, very quietly, but with such Inten
iity that it enters into her very soul.
'Why?" He has laid his own hand over
the small, nervous one lying on his breast,
ind his face has grown very white.
"Because I love yon, too!"
"My beloved T says he In a faint, quick
way. He la holding ber to him now with
all hla might. She can feel the quick pul
sations of his heart. Suddenly she slips
her soft arms around his neck, and now
with her head pressed against bis shoul
der, bursts into a storm of tears. It is a
last shower.
They are both silent for a long time, and
then he, raising one of her hands, presses
the palm against his lips. Looking up at
him, she smiles, uncertainly but happily,
a very rainbow of a smile, born of sun
shine, and, rain drops gone, it seems to
beautify her lips. But Felix, while ac
knowledging Its charm, cannot smile back
at her. It is all too strsnge, too new.
He is afraid to believe. As yet there is
something terrible to him In this happi
ness that has fallen into his life.
"Yon mean it?" he asks, bending over
-It wnuirrasr 1 wam to Kkifl sat.
Bud an this an Idle dream, how would it
be with me then? Say yon mean It!"
"Am I not here?" says she, tremulously,
making a alight but eloquent pressure on
jne of the arms that are round her. He
bends bis face to hers, and as be feels
that first glad eager kiss returned be
Vnows!
CHAPTER XXI.
Of course Barbara Is delighted. She
proves charming aa a confidante. Nothing
n exceed the depth of her aympathy.
T'V- Tn.u anil VaIIv nama In t ....... k.
in the darkening twilight, entering the
Bouse in a Durgiarious iuiuvd luruuga iae
dining room window, it so hsppens that
Barbara la there, aad la at once struck by
sense of guilt that seems to surround
and envelop them. They had not. Indeed,
anticipated meeting Barbara la that room
f all others, and are rather taken aback
when they com face to fact) with her.
I assure yon we have not come after
the spoons," says Felix, In a would-be
sareless tone that could not have deceived
in infant, and with a laugh so frightfully
careless that it wonld have terrified the
life out of yon.
"You certainly don't look like it," says
Mrs. Monkton, whose heart has begun to
beat high with hope. "Yon haven't the
requisite murderous expression," she says,
unable to resist a touch of satire. "You
look rather frightened, you two. What
hare you been doing?" She is too good
natured not to give them an opening for
their confession.
"Not much, and yet a good deal," says
Felix. "I I confess I have stolen some
thing belonging to you."
"Oh, no; not stolen," says Joyce, in a
rather faint tone. "Barbara, I know
what yon will think, but '
"I know what I do think r cries Bar
bara, joyously. "Oh, la It, can It be truer
It never occurs to her that Felix now it
not altogether a brilliant match for a sis
ter with a fortune she remembers only
in that lovely mind of hers that he bad
loved Joyce when she was without a pen
ny, and that he is now what he had al
ways seemed to her, the one man whs
could make Joyce happy.
"Yes; It is truer says Dysart. He has
given up that unsuccessful gayety now
and has grown very grave; there is even
a slight tremble in his voice. He comes
op to Mrs. Monkton and takes both her
bands. "She has given herself to me. You
are really glad! You are not angry about
it? I know I am not good enough for her,
bot " ., ,
Here Joyce gives way to a little out
burst of mirth that Is rather tremulous,
and coming away from the unfriendly
wall, that has not been of the least use to
her, brings herself somewhat shamefaced
ly Into the only light the room receives
through the western window. The twi
light at all events is kind to her. It la
lifficult to sea her facav
"1 really can't atay here," ssys she
"and listen to my own praises being sung.
And besides," turning to Felix, a lovely
bnt embarrassed face, "Barbara will not
regard it as yon do; she will, on the con
trary, say you are a great deal too good
for me, and that 1 ought to be pilloried for
all the trouble I have given throngh not
being able to make up my own mind for
so long a time."
"Indeed. I shall say nothing but that
you are the dearest girl In the world, and
that I'm delighted things have turned out
so well. I always said It would be like
; this," cries Barbara, exultantly, who cer-
i talnly never bad said It, and naa always
' Indeed been distinctly doubtful about It.
I "Is Mr. Monkton In?" says Felix, in a
way that leads Monkton's wife to Imagine
I .1 a. ! ahinM rhinM tO BBT he WSa
out, the newa would be hailed with rap
ture. i "Oh. never mind him." aays she, beam
ing upon the happy but awkward couple
before her. "I'll teU him all about It.
He will be just as glad as I am. There.
ro away, you two; you will find the small
, empty, and I dare say yon have a
t o'j to each other -till. Of
on -m dtne with us. Felix, and
give Freddy an opportunity of saying
something ridiculous to yon.
. "Tbanjo says Dysart. ."I suppose
1 caa write a line to my cousin, explain
ing matters."
"Of course. Joyce, take some writing
things into the small parlor, and call for a
lamp."
She la smiling at Joyce as she speaks,
and now, going up to her, kisses her im
pulsrvely. Joyce returns the caress with
fervor. It is natural that ahe should nev
er have felt the sweetness, the comfort of
Barbara so entirely aa she does now, when
her heart Is open and full of ecstasy, and
when aympathy seems so necessary. Darl
ing Barbara! Bnt then. ahe must love
Felix now Juts as much aa ahe loves her.
She rather electrifies Barbara and Felix
by ssylng anxiously to the former:
"Kiss Felix too.'
It Is impossible not to laugh. Mrs,
Monkton glvea way to immediate and un
restrained mirth and Dysart follows suit.
"It is a command," says be, and Bar
bara thereupon kisses him affectionately.
"Well, now I have got a brother at
last," says she.' ; It Is Indeed her first
knowledge of one, for that poor auicide In
Nice had never been anything to her or
to any one else In the world for the matter
of that except a great trouble. "There,
go," says ahe. "I think I hear Freddy
coming."
They fly. She goes to the window, and
seeing Monkton some way off, flings np
the sash and waves to him in a frenxied
fashion to come to ber at once. There is
something that almost approaches tragedy
in ber air and gesture. Monkton hastens
to obey.
"Now, what what what do you think
has happened?" cries she when he haa
vaulted the window sill and is standing
beside ber, somewhat breathless and dis
tinctly uneasy. Nothing short of an acci
dent to the children could, in his opinion,
have warranted so vehement a call. Yet
Barbara, aa he examinea her features
carefully, seems all joyous excitement.
After a short contemplation of ber beam
ing face he tells himself that be was an
ass to give up that pilgrimage of hia to
the lower field, where he had been going
to Inspect a new-born calf.
The skies are all right," ssys he, with
an upward 'glance at them through the
window. "And you hadn't another un
cle, had yon?"
"Oh, Freddy," she says, justly disgusted-
"Well, my good child, what then? I'm
all curiosity."
"Guess." says ahe. too happy to be able
to give bim the rough scolding he deserves.
"Oh! If It's a riddle," says he, "you
might remember I sm only a little one,
and unequal to the great things of life."
"Ah! but, Freddy, I've something dell
clous to tell you. There, sit down there,
you look quite queer, while I "
"No wonder I do," says he at last, rath
er wrathfully. "To judge by ur wild
gesticulations at the window Just now.
any one might have imagined that the
house was on fire and a hostile race tear
ing en masse Into the back yard. And
now why. It appears you are quite pleas
ed about something or other. Really such
disappointments are enough to age a man
or make him look 'queer;' that was the
word you nsed. I think?"
"IJatra" aavs aba. Mating herself "IsV
suta htm aad slipping her ana around his
Beck. "Joyce la going to marry Felix
after alL There!" Still with her arm
holding him. aha leans back a little to
mark the effect of this astonishing dis
closure.
(To be continued.)
Correcting Geographies.
The more accessible portions of the
globe baring been explored, geogra
phers are now correcting their imper
fect records. The text books and th
latest maps represent the Arctic coast
of Siberia aa a flat, water-soaked tun
dra, but tola Dr. K. Hlklsh has Just
pointed out to the Russian Geograpli
leal Society la decMedly wrong. Only
In the region of the Obt has the Arctic
low, flat shores. East of the Yeneeel
to Bering Strait, as early explorer
knew, the coasta are high, and In tb
east of the Kolyma even hilly, aui
there are only deltas at the mouths of
the Olenek, the Lena, the Yana and the
Indighlrka. San Francisco Chronlcla
Edible Oil or Eicypt.
In Egypt and the Soudan, in India
aud all through the east an eRormous
trade is carried on In vegetable oils,
which take the place of our butter and
margarine products. One of the prin
cipal edible oils is obtained from the
ground nut, known in France as "ara
cbide olL" Over 1,000,000 hundred
weight of these nuts are annually Im
ported Into that country for Its pro
luctlon. Belgium also takes vast quan
tities. Arachide oil Is an excellent soap
maker, besides being an edible oil, and
when cotton oil Is high In price will
compete well with It In this branch of
Industry. In France alone there Is al
ready a very large consumption of it,
to be counted In tens of thousands of
A Bnffisrer'a Opinion.
'Who was tt said 'All the world lores
a lorerr "
"I dun no. Some biamad fool wfao
never 11 red next door to when there
was ma lB-yeax-oad girl with a steady
fellow, f guean." cfe-neland Leader.
A Punninar Woman.
Doubtless the female punster, a guest
at a dinner party where a bishop was
present, recalled to the prelate Dr.
Holmes' remark: "People that make
puns are like wanton boys that put cop
pers on the railroad tracks." The Bal
timore Sun tells the story.
"By the way," said the woman, "do
you know that there are times when It
Is dangerous to enter an Episcopal
church?"
"What Is that, madam T' said the
Bishop, with great dignity, straighten
ing himself up In his chair.
"I say there are limes when It Is pos
itively dangerous to enter the church,"
she replied.
"That cannot be," said the Bishop.
"Pray explain, madam."
"Why," said she, "it Is when there u
a canon in the reading-desk, a big gun
in the pulpit, when the bishop Is charg
ing his clergy, the choir Is murdering
the anthem, and the organist Is trying
to drown the choir." Youth's Com
panion. "Then I told him what I thought of
him." "In good, plain language, I pre
sume?" "Well, yes. In fact, some of
my expressions were positively mili
tary ."Indiana polls Journal.
A scientist of note haa discovered
that the smell of flowers Is Injurious to
the voice. He declares that aeveial
operatic singers of his acquaintance
owe the loss of their voices to their
passion for certain aweet smelling
flowers.
MOLDS UP THE BARON.
IOvV KITCHENER SECURES A
GOOD-SIZED CONTRIBUTION.
.'erases to Bcaaaia for a Dlaaar Olvts
la Bis Hoaor Unlet Lord Botha
child Coatrlbatea 923,000 to taw
Gordon Colleare Faad,
"When Kitchener was starting hla
1st for the 100.000 be demanded fot
he Gordon College he was advised that
he first step he could take was to at
end a lunch in the city which Lord
Sothschlld would give. The lunch was
luly ordered; the guests were met; tie
able set. In the middle there waa an
twkward pause. Lord Rothschild was
Ibserred to leave Lord Kitchener aftet
I abort conversation, and aa Lord
tothschlld'a face was somewhat fltb
id and bis eye shone brightly. It was
sully seen that the great banker wac
tot pleased. And he wasn't.
"For what had happened was this:
'uord Kitchener, with that shrewd
tense be has especially where money
s concerned saw that the amount ol
he subscriptions of others would large
y depend on the amount with which
lx)rd Rothschild would start the list
3e fixed that amount In his own mind
it 5.000. When Lord Rothschild came
ip to him Lord Kitchener asked with
tharacterlBtlc bluntness what amount
te wished to subscribe. One thousand
Kunds,' replied Lord Rothschild, a tit
le taken aback. 'I want 5,000,' said
Kitchener; 'and, moreover, unless I gel
1. 1 sha'a't stay to lunch.' Lord Roths
thlld Is generous the generosity of the
!amlly la as well known. Indeed, as Us
realth but a stand-and-dellrer mea
age of this kind was something mora
ban even the most generous of men
vould 11 we. And that waa why Lord
xotbschtld looked angry.
"The news spread through the room:
lurprise and horror were on every face,
ind several of the distinguished guests
rent up to Kitchener to remonstrate,
iVolseley at the bead. Tbey might as
srell have talked to the Egyptian
iphln z. 'Five thousand pounds or I gof
inld Kitchener. He got the 5.000 wltb
be result he bad anticipated four oth
tr multimillionaires had to follow Lord
Sothschlld's example, and when the
unch was over the subscription for the
Sordon College was well started with
25,000. It Is Kitchener all over. Hla
ove of money not for himself, be It
inderstood, but for hla cause Is so con
mmlng that he Is said to take a posltiv
tleasure In 'doing a man If he can
hereby save the exchequer and reduce
txpenses. And he Is Just as merciless
s-lth the bodies and aoula aa with the
KM'kfta of men. Aa he Is useful or use
vsa to the great work, total man re
tarded by Kitchener. He baa no favor
tes any more than he has animosities,
in officer gets 111; at once he is sent
Mick. Years of service, enthusiasm In
he cause, bravery, skill, all In Tain; he
s a useless mouth, and back he goes.
This Is the kind of leader to succeed,
tut not the kind of one to be loved. And
Kitchener Is not loved." London letter
n Philadelphia Inquirer.
The London Athenaeum recently
Itioted a passage "from the Indlanapo
Is News, Chicago."
It Is the advice of a connoisseur In
eas to buy the leaves In considerable
luantity. Tea preserved In a chesl
:eeps and Increases Its flavor.
It Is stated that the number of card
lolders In the Boston public library
"D.OuO Is greater than that claimed by
.ny other city In the world.
A modification of the church fait
s a plan of a Methodist Episcopal
church In Chester County, Pennsyl-
ania, to have an auction of farm stock
jid implements, the animals and goods
o be solicited.-
A resident of Oklahoma bas patented
i head canopy for protecting the head
rom the rays of the sun while at work,
. light frame being attached to the
ody by straps to support an adjust
.ble covering of rain or sun-proof Bia
trial. A new society of "bird restorers" has
en organised In Boston for the pur-
tose of replacing native song birds In
heir former haunts, protecting and en-
ouraglng them in the breeding season
nA planting colonies wherever prac
Icnble. New York has a population of 3.389,
53 and pays yearly for government
i:S8.000,000, or $47.10 per citizen, while
udon, with 6,291,607 citizens, pays
ut $65,000,000 for Its government, or
10.33 per citizen. And yet, with a
bowing as favorable as this, London
not ut all satisfied.
Railway cars are easily changed from
iroad to narrow gauge by .an Austra
lun patent, the wheels being attached
o the axle by screw threads several
urns in either direction drawing the
rbecls together or spreading them,
rlth lever and ratchets to lock them In
it her position.
The excuse given by the British ad-
alralty for lack of odgtnallty In nam-
ug ships is that they are restricted to
ne set of namea that have already
en borne by ships in the British navy
cause of the signal codes. Every
tme a new name was given every Blg
aI book In the service would have to
e altered.
A Kansas boy at Manila haa disco
red something new about which he
ilscourses as follows: "The natives
ooke a kind of drink which they use
.nd a fellow can get enough for 10
ents to make blm howling drunk, but
he worst part of the gam Is that
very time he takes a drink of water
or a week after ha Is drunk all over
gain."
A letter recently received from Alas
a is written on paper beaded "Ohll-
oot Pass Hotel, 1222 Icicle avenue,
ikaguay." The paper also bears the
ollowlng advertisement of the hosts,
y: "Rates. S3 par day sleesrtiig-room,
reakfast and rapper. Guests waft
Ornish their own Maaketa atxi tntfe
Hot water and candles extra. Faro ana
stud poker games run by the manage
ment Dogs bought and sold."
The city of Lyons, France, Is laylni
a piece of pavement of ceramo crystal
ceramic stone or devltrlfled glass. A
portion of the pavement bas been laid
since last October and haa been sub
jected ever' since to heavy traffic. II
Is still In an admirable state of preser
vation. The glass or ceramic stone It
laid In the form of blocks eight Inchet
square, each block containing atxtees
parts In the form of checkers.
The density of the population of Lon
don has been doubled since 1857. "It li
truly wonderful," says the Lancet
"that Its vast population or 691.667
located on only 693 square miles, should
have In 1897 so low a death rate as 17."i
per 1,000. This rate la not greater thai
that of a fairly healthy rural district
England well deserves the name sin
has received as the birthplace and hom
of sanitary science and practice."
The great - trouble with the auto
mobile carriage Is the difficulty of get
ting supplies or having repairs mad
en route. To remedy this a "posh
electrlque Internationale" has lieet
formed as a Joint stock company It
Paris, the great object being to estab
llsh stations on the highways when
petroleum can be bought and damaged
motors put In order. There will a!sc
be restaurants and sleeping accoiuuio
datlons, so that the old glories of tin
road may return In the coming century
SHE COULDN'T BE TRICKED
Orocoryaaaa Called Down by a Shrewd
Irian W omaa.
It's no use trying to trick a woman
customer," said a wholesale flour deal
er of Philadelphia. "Not long ago." ht
continued, "when I was still In the re-
tall trade, we had a shrewd Irish v. oui
an for a customer. One day she ordered
a barrel of a certain brand of Hour. V
happened to be out of the braud. but I
told her we could send ber a barrel ol
another brand equally good. A weeL
or so after she came Into the store and
declared that ahe didn't like the flour
and Insisted on having It taken back
and the brand she wanted sent In
stead. Well, we hauled the flour l:uk
to the store, and being still out of tut
brand wanted filled up the returned
barrel, put In a new bead and carted ll
back to the woman again. We heard
nothing more about the matter foi
three weeks, When one day she came
Into the store in a highly indignant
frame of mind.
" T want you to send up to my house
and haul that flour away,' she ex
claimed. " 'What's the matter now?" I retorted
" 'You sent me back the same barrel
I had.'
"Of course I denied It, but' she floor
'Huh! she retorted, that's ail verj
fine. But I had fewo bakln's out of the
first barrel before I sent it back.'
" 'Tea, I assented, 'and you got a f ut
barrel In return. Doesn't that prove '
" 'Prove nothln',' she Interrupted
The first two bakln's out of the barrel
I got tbe second time were all right
But I want you to know that I always
take my flour out of the barrel wltb a
saucer. When I got down to the third
bakln' out of that second barrel I '
'Yes, I Interposed weakly, whal
did you do?
" 'Found my saucer, was her answer.
Then she swept out." Philadelphia In
quirer. HIS BROTHER WAS HALF DEAD,
roaaeonajatly the C ilna a i Wanted
Oac-Uatr the Life Insurance.
There is a life-insurance agent ol
whom It is said that he can talk a stone
statue into buying a policy in bU com
pany, "the most liberal on earth." H
wrote a policy for a Chinaman a few
weeks ago. the first ever written foi
a man of that race. How he did It he
alone knows. The Chinaman has nc
clear Idea of It He understood that bj
paying the premiums promptly he
would be entitled to $5,000 some time
He began bothering the agent for the
money after a couple of weeks had
passed, and the agent tried to explali;
to him that be would have to die be
fore he could get It. The Chinamac
fell down a cells rw ay and was badly
hurt. Hla friends tried to attend tc
him without calling In a doctor: When
tbey did call In, one or two days later
the doctor was angry.
"Why didn't you call me sooner?" he
asked. "This man Is half dead now."
Next day the Injured man's brotbei
was at tbe Insurance office with a
claim for 92.500.
"You're not entitled to anything or
this," said tbe Insurance man. "untL
the man Is dead."
"Doctol say him half dlead." answer
ed the brother. "Why be no glet lai
half 7" Chicago Inter Ocean.
Nevta and Hata.
She Why is It, I wonder, that a bird
never uses the same nest two years In
succession? It very frequently hap
pens that one ef last year's nests is
just as good a6 new.
He Oh, I guess birds are-like women
In one way.
She I'd like to know how you draw
the connection?
He Well, I never see you wearing
one of your last year's hats, although
some of them must be about aa good
aa new.
A New Parrot (Story.
A maiden lady of a certain town ir
Cornwall owned a parrot, which some
how acquired the disagreeable habit o
observing at frequent Intervals: "
wish the old lady would die." This ar
noyed the bird's owner, who spoke t
her curate about tt. "I think we ca
rectify the matter," replied the goo
man. 1 also nave a parrot, and he I
a righteous bird, having been brough
up In the way be should go. I will len
you my parrot, and I trust his lafluenc
will reform' that depraved bird o
youth." Tbe curate's parrot was place
in the same room wttb tbe wicked on
and as soon as the two bad become a
c us tooted to each other, tbe bad blr
remarked: 1 wish the old lady won!
die." WbatwopoB the ciergymaa'e blr
rolled op bis eyes aad Is solemn accent
idded: "We bssiseh the to hear u
good Lord!" Ike atacy gat out la ti
parish, a&d.fer aarvrsj Bndaya tt w:
oamvi xa M-xy ax i -
OF-1 DAY.
Preached by Rev. Dr. Talmage.
abject: "Th. Plaana of Alcohol" Th
UrankmnTa Woe Iteplcted In Btronaj
Colora-.Ram'a Mission la to Dcatroy'
All Good A Call to Christians.
Text: "And there shall be a great ery
throughout all tbe land of Egypt." Ex
odus xL, 6.
This waa the worst of the ten plagues.
The destroying angel at midnight flapped
bis wing over the land, and there was on
daad In each house. Lamentation and
mourning and woe through all Egypt.
That destroying angel haa fled tbe earth,
but a far worse bas come. He sweeps
through these cities. It Is tbe destroying,
angel of strong drink. Far worse devasta
tion wrought by this second than by the
first. The calamity In Amerloa worse than
the calamity in Egypt. Thousands of the
slain, millions of tbe slain. No arithmetic)
can calculate their number.
Once upon a time four fiends met in the
lost world. Tbey resolved that the people
ot our earth were too happy, and tness
lour internals came foi th to our earth on
embassy of mischief. The one flend said,
"I'll take charge of the vineyards." An
other said, "I'll take charge of tbe grain
fields." Another said, "I'll take charge ot
tbe dairy." Another said, "I'll take charge
of tbe music." The fonr fiends met In the
great Sahara desert, with skeleton fingers
clutched each other In handshake of fidel
ity, kissed eaoh other good by with lip of
blue flame and parted on their mission.
Tbe flend of tbe vineyard came In one
bright morning amid the grapes and sat
down on a root of twisted grapevine In
sheer dlscoun.ement. The fiend knew
not bow to damage the vineyard, or,
through It, bow to fr.rcage tbe world.
The grapes were so ripe and beautiful
and luscious. They bewitched the air with
their sweetness. There seemed to he so
much health in every bunch, and while
tbe fiend fat there in utter Indignation
and disappointment ne clnlcbeu a cluster .
und squeezed It In perfect spite, and, lol
Ills hand was red with the blood ot the j
vineyard, and the flend said: "That re
minds me of the blood of broaen hearts.
I'll strip tbe vineyard, and I'll squeeze ont
nil tbe juice of the grapes, nnd I'll allow'
tbejuioes of tbe grapes to stand until they
l ot. and I'll call the process ferments
tion." And there was a great vat pre- '
ared, and people came with their cupf i
blood uf the grapes, and they drank and
drank and went away drinking, and the)
drank nutll they fell In long lines of death,
ro that when tbe flend of the vineyard
wanted to return to hla borne In the pit
lie stepped from carcass to carcass and
walked down amid a great causeway ol
the dead.
Then tbe second flend came Into the
grain ueld. He waded cbin deep amid the
barley and the r e. He heard all the grain
talking about bread and prosperous hus
bandry and tnrtrty nomes. tie thrust lilf
long arms Into thegralufleld, and he pulled
np tbe grain and threw it into the water,
and be made beneath It great fires flrei
lighted with a spark from bis own heart
nnd there were a grinding and a masblns
and stench, and tbe people came with tbeii
bottles, and they dipped npthe flery liquid
and they drank, and tbey blasphemed, and
tbey staggered, and they fought, and tne
rioted, and tbey murdered, and tbe fiend ol
tbe pit, the flend of the grulnfleld, was sc
pleased with their behavior tbat he changed
his residence from the pit to a whisky bar
rel, and there be sat by tbe door of the
bnngbole laaghlng in high merriment at
the thought tbat out of anything so harm
less aa the grain of the field he might tun
this world Into a seeming pandemonium.
The flend of tbe dairy saw tbe cows com
ing home from the pasture field, full ud
dered, and as the maid milked be said, "I 'I
soon spoil all that mess, I'll add to It
brandy, sugar and nutmeg, and I'll stir it
Into a milk punch, and children will drink
it and some ot the temperance people wll
drink it, and If I can do them more harir
I'll give them a headache, and then I'l.
hand tbem over to the more vigorous flend;
ofthesatanlo delegation." And then the
flend of the dairy leaped upon thesbel:
and danced until the long row of sbinlna
mllkpans almost quaked.
The flend of the music entered a grog
shop, and there were but few customers.
Finding few customers, be swept the cir
cuit of the city, and he gathered np the
musical Instruments and after nightfall be
marshaled a band, and tbe trombone
blew and the cymbals clapped and tbe
drums beat and the bugles called and the
people crowded In, and they swung around
In merry dance, each one with a wineglass
In bis band, and tbe dance became wildei
and stronger and rougher, natll the rooti
shook and the glasses cracked and the flooi
broke and the crowd dropped Into hell.
Then tbe four fiends the flend of the
vineyard and of tbe grnlnfleld and of the
dairy and of the mnslo hall went back tc
their borne, and they held high carnival
because their work bad been so well done,
and satan rose from bis throne and an
nounced tbat there was no danger of the
earth's redemption so long as these tout
fiends could pay snob tax to tbe diabolic.
And then all the demons and all the sprltet
and all the fiends filled their glasses and
ollcked tbem and cried: "Let ns drink
drink to the everlasting prosperity of the
liquor traffic! Here's to woe and darkness
and murder and deatbl DrinkI Drink!"
But whetber by allegory or by appaling
statistic this subject Is presented you know
as well as I tbat It Is impossible to exag-
Jerate tbe evils of strong drink. A plagu-!
plague! In the first place the inebriate
suffers from tbe loss of a good name. God
has so arranged It that no man loses his
reputation except by bis own act. The
world may assault a man, and all the
powers of darkness may assault blm they
cannot capture bim so long as bis heart is
pure and his life is pure. All the powers
of earth and bell cannot take that Gibral
tar. If man Is right, all the bombard
ment of the world for 5, 10, 30, 40 years
will only strengthen him In bis position.
Bo that all you have to do Is to keep
yourself right. Never mind the world. Let
It say what It will. It pan do you no
damage. Bat as soon as it is whispered,
"He drinks," and It ean be proved, be
begins to go down. What clerk can get a
position with such a reputation? What
store wants bim? What chnrch of God
wants bim for a member? What dying man
wants blm for an executor? "He drinks!"
I stand before hundreds of young men
and I say It not in flattery splendid young
men who have their reputation as their
only capital. Your father gave you a good
education, or as good an education as he
could afford to give you. He started you
In city life. He could furnish you no
means, but he has surrounded you with
Christian influences and a good memory of
the past. Now. young man, under God you
are with your own right arm to achieve
your fortune, and as your reputation is
your only capital do not bring upon it sus
picion by going in and out of liquor estab
lishments or by an odor of your breath or
by any glare of your eye or by any unnat
ural flush on your cheeks. Vou lose your
reputation and you lose your capital.
The Inebriate suffers also In tbe fact that
he loses his self respect, and when you de
stroy a man's self respect there Is not much
left of blm. Then a man will do things be
would not do otherwise, L will say things
he would not say otherwise. The fact I-,
tbat man cannot stop or be would stop
now. He Is bound hand and foot by the
Philistines, and they have shorn bls looks
and put bls eyes ont and made him grind
In the mills of a great horror. After he is
three-fourths gone in this slavery the first
thing be will be anxious to Impress you with
Is tbat he can stop any time he wants to.
His family become alarmed in regard to
him, and ttey say: "Now, do stop thix.
after awhile It will get the mastery of you."
"Oh, nol" he says. "1 can top at any
tlme. I can stop now. 1 can stop to-mor-
w. Bls most confidential friend says;
'Why, I'm at raid you are losing your
alnnce with that habit. You are going a
Htle further than you ean afford to go.
fou bad better stop." "Ob. nol" he says.
r - B,nn .t anv tint.. I can atoo now."
S He goes on further and further. He can
I aot atop. I will prove It. He loves hlm
I telf. and he knows nevertheless that strong
1 irink Is depleting htm In tody, mind and
tonl. Hs knows be is going down; that ha
lias less self control, ies equivwo i.
per, than he used to. Why doe) he not
.top? Becnu-e he cannot stop. I will prove
It by going still further. He loves bis
wife and children. He sees that his
habits are bringing disgrace upon his home.
The probabilities are they wilt ruin bis wife
and disgrace his children. He sees all this,
and he loves them. Why does he not stop?
He cannot stop.
Oh, my young friends. I want to tell you
Unit there 1s a point in Inebriation beyond
which If a man go he cannot stopl But
sometimes a man will be more frank than
that. A victim of strong drink said to a
reformer: "It Is impossible for me to
stop. I realize It. But If you sbould tell
me I couldn't have a drink until to-morrow
bight nnless I hail all my lingers uut
off, I wonld say, 'Bring on tne hatchet and
uut them off.'" 1 had a very dear Iriend
in Philadelphia whose nephew ciune to bim
and was talking about his trouhle and con-fe.-.d
it. He confessed he could not stop.
My friend said. "You must stop." He said:
"I can't stop. It there stoo I a cannon,
and It was loaded, and there was a glass
of wine he mniuh nf tle cannon, and
I knew you would Are it it
I approached, I would start to get tbat
glass of wine. I must have it. I can't
get rid of this habit. I can't get away
from it." Ob, It Is awful for a man to
wake up and feel that he Is a captive) I
hear blm soliloquizing, saying: "I might
have stopped three months ago, but I can't
stop now. Dead, but not buried; I am a
walking corpse. I am an apparition of
what I once was. Iam a caged Immortal
and my soul beats agninst the wires of my
cage on this side and beats against tbe
wires of my cage on the other side until
toere Is blood on the wires aud blood on
the soul, but I can't get out. Destroyed
without remedy!"
Bee tbe attendants stand back from that
ward In the hospital where tbe Inebriates
are dying. Tbey cannot stand It, Tbe
keepers come through it and say: "Hush
up, now! Stop making this nolsel Be
still! You are disturbing all the other pa
tients. Keep still now!" Then the keepers
pass on, and after they get past then the
poor creatures wring tneir bands and say:
"O Godl Help, helpl Give me rum, give
'me rum! O God! Helpl Take the devils
off of met O God! O God!" And tbey
shriek and they blaspheme and they cry
ifor help and then tbey ask the keepers to
slay them, saying: "Stab me, strangle me,
smother me!- O God! Help, help! Kami
Olremerom! O God! Helpl" They tear
out their hair by tbe handful, and they
,llte their nails into the quick. This Is no
fancy picture. It 1? transpiring in a hos
pital at this moment. It went on last
nlght while you slept, and more than that,
that Is the death some of you will die un
less you stop. 1 see It ooming. God help
'you to stop before yeu go so far tbat you
cannot stop.
But it plagues a man also in the loss o.
.home. I do not care how much be loves
his wife and children, il this habit gets the
mastery over blm he will do the most out
irageous things. If need be, in order to get
strong drink, be would sell tbem all into
everlasting captivity. There are hundreds
and thousands of homes that hnve been
utterly blasted of it. I am speaking ot no
iibstraction. Is there anvthlng so disas
trous to a man for this life and for the life
to come? Do you tell me that a man can
be happy when he knows he is breaking
his wife's heart nnd clothing his children
with rags? There are little children in the
streets to-day, barefooted, unkempt, un
combed, want written on every patch oi
their faded dress and on every wrinkle ol
their prematnrfly old countenance, who
Would have been in ttie house of God thl
morning as well clad as you had it not
been tbat strong drrnk drove their parents
down into penury and then down into the
grave. Oh, rum, rum, thou despoiler ol
homes, thou foe of God, thou recruiting
officer of the nit, I hate theel
But my subject takes a deeper tone when
It tells you that thte inebriate suiters tbe
Joss of the soul . Tbe Bible Intimates tbat
If we go Into the future world unforgiven
the appetites and passions which were
regnant here will torment us there. I sup.
pose when the inebriate wakes np in tbe
Jost world there will be an infinite thirst
clawing upon him. In this world be could
get strong drink. However poor he was
in this world, he could beg or he could
steal Ave oents to get a drink t tint would
for a little while slake his thirst, hut Id
eternity where will tbe rum come from?
Dives wanted one drop of water, but could
Hot let It. Where will the Inebriate get
the draft be so much requires, so much de,
mands? No one to brew it. No one to
mix It. No one to pour It. No one to
fetch it. Millions of worlds now for the
dregs that were thrown on the sawdusted
floor of the restaurant. Millions of worlds
now for the rind flung out from the punch
bowl of an oarthly banquet. Dives called
tor water. The Inebriate calls for rum.
' If a flend from the lost world should come
up on a mission to a grogshop nnd, having
finished tbe mission In the grogshop, should
come back, taking on the tip of his wing
one drop of alcoholic beverage, what ex
citement It would make ail through tbe
world of the lost, and, if that one drop of
alcoholic beverage should drop from the
wing of the flend npon the tongue of the
Inebriate, how be would spring up and cry:
f'That's Itl That's HI Kami Hum I That's
It!" And all tbe caverns of the lost would
echo with tbe cry: "Give It to mel Kuml
Bum!" Ah, my friends, the Inebriate's sor
row in the next world will not be the ab
sence of God or holiness or light; it will be
the absence of rum. "Look not upon the
wine when It is red, when it moveth itsell
aright in the cup, for at tbe last it bitetb
like a serpent, and it stingeth like an ad
der." But I must not dwell on generalities; I
must come to specifics. Are you astray?
If there Is any sermon I dislike, it Is a ser
mon on geneialities. I want personalties.
Are you astray? Have you gone so far you
think you cannot get bauk? Did I say a
few moments ago that a man might go to
A point In Inebriation where he could not
stop? Yes, I said it, and I reiterate it.
But I want you also to understand that
while the man himself, of his own strength,
cannot stop God can stop any man.
You have only to lay hold of the strong
rm of the Lord God Almighty. He can
stop you. Many summers ago I went
over to New York one Hnbbath evon
Ing our church not yet being open for
the autumnal services. I went into a
room In the Fourth Ward, Now York,
where a religious service was being
held for reformed drunkards, nnd I
beard a revelation that night that I bad
never heard before fifteen orjtwenty men
standing up and giving testimony su)h as
I bad never heard given. They not only
testified that their hearts had been changed
by the grace ot God, hut that the grace of
God had extinguished their thlrs. Tbey
went on to say that they had reformed at
different times belore, but immediately
fallen, because they were doing the whole
work In their own strength. "But as soon
as we gave our hearts to God," they said,
"and the love of the Lord Jesus Christ bas
come into our soul the thirst bas all gone.
We have no more disposition for strong
irink."
Oh, if you could only bear Intemperance
with drunkards' bones drumming on the
top of tbe wine cask the "Dead March" ot
Immortal souls, you wonld go home and
kneel down and pray Uod Mint rather tuan
your children should ever become the
victims ot this evil habit you might carry
them out to the cemetery and put tbem
down In tbe last slumber, waiting for the
flowers of spring to come over the grave
tweet prophecies of the resurrection. God
hath a balm for such a wound, but what
flower of comfort ever grew on the blasted
heath of a drunkar I's sepuleher?
He Is not rich that hath much, but
he that hath enough; nor is he In
digent that hath little, but he that
craves. For we are not rich or poor,
happy or unhappy, honorable or mean,
so much according to the proportion
of that which we possess as of that
which we desire.
He who thinks better of his neigh-
bora than they deserve, cannot really
be a bad man; for the standard by
which his judgment is usually formed
is the goodness of his own heart. It
is the base only who believe all men
base, or, in other words, creatures
like themselves.
I There is nothing more terrible than
energetic ignorance.
I Writers whose only aim is to make
us laugh are short lived.
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