"7C -V'V-ii :.r .'fijsa:- B. F. SCHWEIER, THE COHSTITUTIOn -THE UNION AIID THE EHFORCEKIEIIT OF THE LAWS. Editor and Proprietor. VOL. LIT I. MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY, PENN., WEDNESDAY, JUNE 28, 1899. NO. 29. . ; tV--V. D ecret. CI CHATTER XIII. ISIois is in bis consulting room. Pr. .1.' whii h is also li is surgery, comMHimiiiig some mixture for the benefit of his pa tients, ami thinking di'cply the while. Jlc.rf ttian once he lias spoilt the mix ture lie is brewing by adding wrong quantities to it, anil had to throw the whole mess awny. His brows ore con tracted, and every now ami then he pusbet his jrl isses up to his furclienil and rubs his ej-s in a puzzled ami perplexed man ner. :is though be would make his mental siirht clearer. lie is encaged in this way when Gabriels- pushes the door oen. and, finding her father alone, walks boldly into the surcTy. "You there, my bird?" says the doctor, pcerii'i; at her above his spectacles; "why are yu not off to your convent? It is fast nine." "Yes. papa: I know, but I waited to see yon: I thought you might be coming up Ftnirs Muam, papa; I wanted to ask you soimthini: very particular something about Aru'us!" "Cnbrielle, did Angus Moray accom pany you home from the convent yes terday?" "lie did, papaT "Y.'l. you must discontinue the prac tice. You must not walk with Angus any more from to-day. Do you under stand me?" "Yes. pupa! only if if " "If what? I cannot have my daughte. talked about beenuse she walks out with a yoiins man who is no relation to her." "i'fiicite iMiprez walks out with Krnest Ilaure whenever she feels inclined," says oi)riclIt. in a low voice. "They are fiancees. That makes all the difference." "But if if " falters poor Gabrielle atnin. "if I were fiancee to Angus, papa " "lal.rielle," says Dr. de Blois. walking up ro the girl and looking her straight in the eyes. "Y'ou will never be fiancee to Angus Moray! Y'ou must understand that plainly. I have let you see a great deal of one another because you have played together from childhood, but now that you are growing up it must be altered. I not have your name linked with his. I have other views in the future for yon. "Very good, papa!" says the poor child. sorrowfully, as she turns away and com mences her walk to the convent. Meanwhile Angus is wnlkimr with ianntv. not to so T-rrrfijteTB: aU.ateUF rectiou of the doctors dweiung. Dr. de Blois is still in his consulting room as Angus taps lightly at the half- opened door with his cane, and then. without further preamble, steps into the room. The young man, as he stands there with his handsome features flush ed by excitement, in a light gray suit almost bridal in his dandyism and rose in his buttonhole, makes so pleas ant a picture that the doctor forgets for a moment what he has to say to him, and rec-iIN it with a bitter sigh. "Ma v I eoine in, doctor? You are alone, I see." "Certainly. Angus! Y'ou are early this morning, my boy anything unusual going on at the oifiee? "No; cicrything concerned with it goes as m thlr as possible, thanks to the character the good abbe was pleased to give me. Y'ou have heard, have you not, that I have been selected to lay the new line of railway between this and the YVal lon? It is an excellent appointment, and will bring me in nearly double pay during the period it will occupy. Dr. do Blois," impetuously continues Angus, "do not think me presumptuous; but will you, who have in your hands the choice of Ga brielle's husbnnd, choose me to fill that po sition ? She is not too young to love me for she has told mc so." The doctor tries to affect surprise at this appeal, but signally fails to do so. He is no actor, so ho only knits his brows fiereeiv together and says: "You have mentioned the subject, then, to my daughter." "Forgive me! I could not help it." "Angus," says the doctor slowly, "I cannot give yon rny daughter." "You will not give me Gabrielle?" cries Angus .Moray, in real distress. "I cannot! There are reasons, many and grave, which render such a marriage impossible." "Has it anything to do with my in Come?" "Nothing whatever! I never coveted riches for my child." "Is it my character, then?" "No. Angus. JCo one has a word to say against that in Uriiges, or elsewhere." "What is the mystery, then? I am young, active and healthy, and I love her like my life." "1'oor boy! poor children!" says the doctor, wiping away something very like a tear, "I feel for you both deeply. But I will never give you Gabrielle. I will shut her up in a convent first." "At least you might tell me on what ore I 11 111 condemned." "A ".. "SI to g; Main, ', gi : your mother!" s she know?" ought to. If not, she cannot fail Angus, my dear boy, do not e .0 too much for this.. I um shock eed and upset by it all. If. with clear conscience toward nivseff. and others. I could give you my daughter, 1 would do so gladly. There is no one 1 on!d soom-r embrace ns u son than your "lf. But I owe a duty to my family, ml to the sainted dead, which " "Fiiougli, Ir. de ltlois!" says the young Man. straightening himself to his full bright. "I understand your insinuation, though I have no notion of the cause of It- 1 and my mother have been consid ered good enough for you to associate 'ith and make use of when it suited your convenience to do so; but when it conies to a question of uniting the fami lies l,y marriage, you profess to think us beneath yourselves, because, I presume, 'e came to Bruges without our pedigree in our hands, and have taken no trouble to boast of it since. But I would have Jon l;n..w. Ir. de Blois. Hint the name of Monty stands ns high in its own country perhaps a great deal higher thnn that f Ie ISIois i Belgium. 1 feel the slight Tou have cast upon my mother's connec tions and my own more deeply still; and 1 shall never forgive it nor forget it to mT nying day!" And with this poor Angus, unable long er to trust his voice or his eyes, rushes abruptly from, the surgery into the open lr. Dr. de Blois looks lifter him with a tronbled air. "Poor boT!" he says, regretfully. "Heaven knows I would have spared him if I could, but it was quite impossible. How could I Jet him marry .her after what 1 have beard? now bring bis mother into my family to be a daughter to my father and mother, a sister to my sisters, a mother to my child? It is not to be thought of. All Bruges would rise up in condemnation against me! No! this is the right hand that has to be cut off, the right eye that must be plucked out, at whatever cost to myself or to Gabriel I may break my heart and her own but it shall never he said that Andre de Blots was the one wantonly to disgrace a fam ily of which he is already but too unwor thy a member!" CHAPTER XIV. Angus' first impulse is to rush home to his mother and tell her everything, bat he finally decides npt to go home until his usual hour, and passes a miserable morning in the attempt to distract his thoughts from Gabrielle and Dr. de Blola and fix them upon engineering calcula tions and accounts instead. He bad made so certain of success in his suit. By the time he usually breaks off olfice work to take his luncheon, Angus has nearly worried himself into a fever. He has no appetite only a burning thirst up on him, and he rushes into the first bar he comes across to satisfy it. It happens to be the bar of the Hotel Belgiqne. The girl who serves him asks him if it is any relation of bis that they have the honor of housing at the Hotel Belgique at thnt moment. "I do not understand you, mademoi selle," stammers poor Angus, whose thoughts have been recalled by her ques tion from something far different. "We have n Monsieur Moray, who spells his name like yours, upon our books at the present," she answers. "Jacques! "fetch me the visitors' book from the sa lon." and opening it at the last page of entries, she shows Angus, in all its glory, the inscription: "Mr. nud Mrs. William Moray, "The I'irs, Godnlming Turk, "Wcstborough IJoad, Brixton. "Loudon, England." "It Is strange," says Angus, thought fully, "that my first name should be 'Wil liam' like his. What is this gentleman litre In nnwinnuv?' file' tesfootandtdg, and with a face fiery '"- red, and a loud Toice. and-5" "Stay, mademoiselle!" cries Angus quickly. "Was the lady taken 111 while driving yesterday?" "She was, monsieur, but how did yon come to hear of it? Ah! Dr. de Blois must have told you, for be brought raa ilatne home again, and stayed with her name time afterward. She had swooned with the heat I do not wonder at it. She is as fut as monsieur, and she eats ma foi! how she eats!" "This is a wonderful coincidence," says Angus. "I met these people out driving yesterday, and when the lady had just fainted, and it was I who directed tbem to Dr. de Blois' house. The gentleman in consequence asked me to call on him here this afternoon, but I had no idea his name was the same as mine. It is only chance, however. I know he cannot b any relation to me." "Ah, well! you be advised by me, mon sieur, and take the chance. Chance is worth all the relations in the world. Ev erything we get is by chance, and it is seldom our relations give us anything. And this English milord is rolling in money. I know, for I have never seen um da me wear anything but silk and satin, and it must take as much stuff to dress her as to clothe three ordinary sized wom en." "It is past two. Have Monsieur and Madame Moray lunched yet?" he in- qn'- "' "Y'es; their lunch was served nearly an hour ago." "Then will you send up my card and ask if I enn see them?" The young woman complies with his re quest, and in a few minutes an answer is returned in the affirmative. As Angus is ushered into the private sitting room occupied by the Morays he perceives that the lady, by virtue of her late illness, is reclining her portly figure upon a grimcrack sofa, far too small for ,t-Mr. Willinm Moray Is standing by the window, picking his teeth. 4.H gtis stands on the threshold bare headed, and Willinm Moray cannot but observe, with greater iorce man yester day, the striking likeness he bears to hi dead father. "There is no question about nis neing poor Jem's son, whether his mother was married or not," he thinks to himself, ar he turns round slowly and regards him. "Well, nud so you've kept your appoint ment." he commences, in the unpleasautly unpolished tones he uses to everybody. "Monsieur desired me to call upon him. I should not hnve dreamt of intruding otherwise, returns Angus, wiui a imui of his mother's pride. Ah, well it s the same tning. ion re hrrethis is my wire, airs, aivruj, tinnes the stranger, with a jerk of his bead toward his recumbent partner. I trust madame nas revuvcreu her late indisposition, says Angus. The lady does uot deign to notice the observation of the "hactress" himp" ex cept by a solemn nod, periormeu wau closed eyes, but ber husband answers for Uer. "Yes she's better. I had a long talk with vonr doctor yesterday. He speaks English wonderfully well for a foreigner. He does." replies Angus, with a deep sigh, ns the allusion recalls the misery of the morning. ., "He is au old friend of yours, he tel me." n "A very old friend, monsieur." "So am I. You needn't stare. I dart say you have forgotten me. but I knew yon fong before this Dr. de Bio.. . dd a nice time I had of my acquaintanceship with you, too. "Monsieur overwhelms me marm AnOTlS. with sur- j was my ! "Vour father, James ' . , j Beauty and gingei brother, and I sent for you here itn Bparkllng. and short-mi-bt tell you that you've no more right l Tne WeaJ , educatloi , wr the name you uo tnuu ------ to near mlt that in 1 downstairs nas. ' than a hinfidel has to salvation P inter poses Mrs. Moray from the sofa. Angus thinks the portly Englishman must be traveling for the good of his mental health. lie does Dot understand him. He! to be told by a stranger that he has no right to bear the name of his own father and mother! The man must be mad to think of such a thing! and Angus manages to get a chair between them before he ventures on a reply. "I don't know by what right yon ad dress me in such a strain, monsieur; and I can only imagine you must have mis taken my identity. Every one in Bruges knows my mother, Mrs. Moray, and my self; and, as 1 have never even beard your name mentioned before, you will pardou me for requiring a little further evidence before I believe what you tell me on your own account. I cannot ac cept every man as my nncle who chooses to say he is so." This indcendent answer stirs up all the vials of Mr. William Moray's wrath, as he recalls the last time his brother's son and he were face to face, and the disappointment which then ensued to all his hopes of making him his heir. "UimpudenceP exchDins. the voice from the sofa, as the words fall from Angus' lips. "No, madam, not impudence, but Inde pendence! My mother has reared me by her own exertions solely, and taught me to lean for support or patronage upon no man. So that, though I should have been glad to welcome any relation of my dead father for his sake, I am not bound to take an insult quietly even from his brother. And if you are bis brother," he continues, turning to Willie i Moray, "how can you tell me I have no right to hear his name?" "Because your mother was never mar ried to him!" says his uncle, coarsely. "If you want the truth, you've got UP Angus springs from bis chair every vein in his face swollen witn excitement - and advances with a clinched fist to ward William Moray. "Y'ou lieP be exclaims, closing in upor bim. On observing the action of young An gus, Mrs. Moray flounders off her resting pL-.ce with a scream and the elder man ilms not quite like the aspect of affairs. I le is fat and puffy, short-winded, and not used to pugilistic ' encounters, and the youth bearing down upon him looks dan gerous. "What would yon do? What are you thinking of?" be says, loudly, backing towurd the door. "I have said nothing but what I can prove." "Y'ou shall prove It. then, and before we part company to-day, or I will make you eat your words. My mother not mar ried to my father! Why, all the world knows she Is Mrs. Moray, and receives her as such!" "All the world of Bruges, you meanP sneers the other. "Now, look here, young man, I don't mean to stand any bullying on your part; so, if yon wish to hear your own history, you'd better nnclinch your fist and listen quietly; if not, I shall ring the bell for the waiter to conduct yon down stairs again P William Moray wipes off the perspira tion which fear has called to his brow and addresses bis nephew from behind the shelter of the aofs. on, which his wife ,J ! I . - i "Young people are mostly quick to dis believe anything they don't like," he com mences, "but Mrs. Moray and I have cause enough to remember the disastrous circumstances of your birth and your father's deathP "Cause henough hindeedP comes from the sofa. "However, your mother will be the best referee regarding the truth of any state ment I may make to you. If you doubt any part of the story, ask your mother!" "Ask your mother!" the same words Dr. de Blois bad used to him in the morn ing. (To be continued.) BANQUETS OF A FRAUD BANKER. ftcr AaaaalnaT Europe by Ilia Kxtrav igMCC) M. Hope Dies in Poverty. Princess De Sagan of Paris, with whom her husband, the prince, recently renewed relations after a long separa tion, occupies a house with a history, though a new one. It was built by Hope, the banker, out of a part of the profits he realized in helping the Gov ernment of Louis XVIII. to pay off the war Indemnity which the invaders of France demanded in 1813. Hope had united his destiny with that of a beau tiful Arlesienae, who became by her second marriage Mme. Rapp. To draw company to her house to entertain ber be gave Lucullian banquets. His chef was the first to cook canvas-back ducks In Paris. They were brought over alive In tanks from Maryland to Havre, and fed on the way with wild celery and othe rvictuals they liked. At a ball that he gave one winter there were 30, 000 francs' worth of forced strawber ries. He refused to say whether they came from Ferplguan or the Riviera. Somebody said to Baron James Roths child: "It is now your turn to trump Hope." "I can't afford such Lucullian freaks," said the baron. Hope, however, was cheeseparing about small expenses. He one day found an error in his club accounts of 2 francs, and went back to claim the money. The cast-off bouse linen was always sent to the auction mart and Hope went himself to look after the sale. He died in relative poverty, and his house was sold for a fifth of what It cost to the army contractor, Selliere, father of the present Princesse De Sa an. London Dailr News. Lying and stealing are two cardinal sins. Faith has more victories than ambi tion ever had. There is fully as much pleasure in economy as profit. Obituary notices, to be very fine, should not be too true. A woman never really loves the man she can govern. "A merry heart doeth good like medi cine." and cheerful disposition and a smiling face are Dut tne saioguaras airainst the effects of advancing years. To be suspicious leads to jealousy and envy and to uncharltauiuness, breaking friendship, destroying affec tion, embittering all social relations and rendering life itself an intolerable burden. All that is good grows by being brought Into light, while, that which is evil, if consigned to darkness aud silence, will perish of itself. Life is only so far valuable as It serves for the religious education of the heart A propensity to hope and Joy is real riches; one to fear and sorrow Is real poverty. To become capable, you must culti vate your mind; if you would be loved you must cultivate your heart. K Hi K"1 VV uc ww lived. education would be to al- ,,ow eacn cniiu fy" . for Its own par- ;Tia7 bent while at the same time 'setting our example before him. FIGHT "WITH SPIDEES ATTACKED BY AN ARMY OF TARANTULAS wo Stowaways la the Hold of o. BoaoJM-Corrylsis Vaoaol from Bav sua Have a Battle for Their Livea Kescsad Jut la Tlaaa, Joseph Mabry, of St Louis, tens tie most remarkable tarantula story that has come to light for several months. Mabry has papers to show that he was a member of a Georgia company dar ing the Spanish war, and that he was In Cuba. If only one other man in the world were living, and lived in Ha vana, Mabry says, he would die before going to see him. He is now In Den! son, Texas. Speaking to a newspaper man of that town, he said: "My home is in St. Louis. Last win ter I left home and came south, pass ing through Texas and finally going to Georgia. I worked wherever I could get employment, that being my mission down this way. I was out of wkrk In St Louis and was discouraged there. In Georgia I got work for a while, but In the spring my employment gave ont Companies were being organised to go to the war and I offered myself as a volunteer. I Joined a company of Georgia volunteers and went off to amp. We did not get to the front, and after the protocol was signed I and a fiiend of mine decided we would get out of the service. My friend was from Kentucky. I was a machinist and my friend a stenographer. We (Ict Med thnt if we could get over to Havana, we would probably be able to get in on the ground floor. We ap plied to a Congressman who was a (rieud to ray friend, aud our discharges finally came and we went to the coast, t iklug a bout for Havana. We wore our artny uniforms, not thinking that they would make any difference after we were discharged, but they did. Our tlcsiie to save money and not buy any L-itizen clothing got us Into serious trouble. "As soon as we reached navana we were told that we must leave. We were laboring under a grave mistake, thinking that the United States had nome authority there in the fall before the pence treaty was signed. We were put under a guard and ordered to leave on the first boat as our presence in Havana might be dangerous to the pence and safety of the community. .V" v. e could do was to wait our time. A British boat touched at Havana, bound for New Orleans with a load of tropical fruit We tried to get passage on the boat and were refused point blank, as the boat did not carry passen gers. Onr guards gave us to under stand, as we thought that we must leave or go to JaU. -We decided to" inn;' "defore. me upat sailed we man- iged to slip aboard by bribing a couple of sailors. We were told that we could illmb Into the bins where bananas were stored and that the sail would be a short one to New Orleans. The sailor promised to smuggle food to us on the journey and they fastened us up In the bins of bananas, closing tbe hatchway. We bad not bad any sleep for forty right hours and were dead on our feet We turned In on a pile of straw and slept soundly until nearly morning of the following day, when I was awak ened by my friend calling to me. " 'What is that?' I heard him ask. "Tbe light was very dim and I could barely see tbe outline of his form near me. " 'I don't see anything,' I replied. " 'I thought you were tickling me with a bundle of straw,' said he. "'I did not woken till you called to me,' was my reply. " 'I guess it wns a rat' said he, and we both dozed off. "Shortly I wns awakened by a shriek from my friend. He bad Jumped up and was staring at a black, fuzzy ob ject In the straw. I recognized it at once as a tarantula. The light was not good, but that much was plain. Soon it was Joined by another and another, and in a few hours It looked like we wore surrounded with tarantulas. The big spiders regarded us as Impostors, for they seemed bent on attacking us. We stamped them, killing many, and fought tbem with all our might "Did you ever see an angry taran tula? If you never did, don't go look ing for one. and if you find one, don't look for a hundred. I suppose it Is no exaggeration to say that we were faced by a hundred of these angry Insects. They spring like rats or frogs, and all of a sudden a black object would come whirling through tbe air, and in nine cases out of ten it would strike some unguarded spot and Inject Its venom. I wns bitten In half a dozen places on the face, and as many more on the bands and arms, and the Insects would crawl up the legs of our pantaloons to bite us. Both of us were horribly bit ten all over our persons. The fight with the Insects lasted all day long, and, though we were both strong, sound men when we went on tbe boat by evening we were altsost too ex hausted to stand up. We called fot help, shrieked, yelled and cried, but no help came.- We were faint for want of food and dying from thirst It was a day of horrors for both of us. Our wounds were swelling and our throats were parching for water. After con tinuing to fight the tarantulas and shrieking for help, we finally attract ed attention and some of the sailors came to our rescue. Whether it was the sailors we bribed who came to us or whether it was someone attracted by our cries I don't know. I was then in .delirium and my eyes were swollen closed." Cleveland Plain Dealer. Riley's Jokes on Halfbrd. J. Whltcomb Riley did his first liter ary work. In tbe early 70s, for the In dianapolis Journal, under an assumed name. The first pay be ever recetrad for a poem was a suit of eiotbea fkwaa the late George Harding, of tbe Indian apolis Herald. About 1876 RHey went East and was welcomed by Holm, Whlttler and Longellow. The New England newspapers made much of his visit and when be returned be was a hero. "I can remember," said an old Jour nal man tbe other day. "when RUr, wlth his stuootn, boyish tee, slender figure, clad In sacerdotal gsrb, used to come around the office anA sit on my desk and dash off nonsense verses la that same copper-plate, microscopic, handwriting that he uses to-day. 'Lige Halford. now a major in the United States army and President Harrison's private secretary, was the editor, and It used to be Blley's chief delight to submit some of his most meaningless Jingles to Halford for the editorial page. The Major, who never had the slightest sense of humor, spent many a weary hour trying to comprehend tbem. - " 'You'd better draw a diagram to go with this,' he would say. Then a about of laughter from the boys would show him that there was a Joke loose some where, and he would retire Into his office to avoid it" Saturday Evening Tost !rrlE I r' r'-r'-' --r . When the planet Mars Is nearest tbe earth it is 80,000.000 miles away. ' An Italian Inventor has Invented a , boat with steel fins, which is propelled I solely by the motion of tbe sea water It goes best in rough weather. I 1 Sufferers from neuralgia are warned by a medical writer not to drink tea. but to partake freely of coffee Into which the juice of a lemon has beer squeezed. It Is probably net a matter of general knowledge that all the varieties of gapes cultivated In the vineyards ol feurope and Asia have sprung from but one recognized pedes, whose cultiva tion began la the Bast; while, on the other hand, there are twenty or thirty native species of grapes In this country, and the 800 domestic varieties have been produced by American cultivators, from Hie commingling of several of the native species. !At a recent meeting of the LI mien n Society in London specimens of a new oil producing plant from Venezuela were exhibited. The oil resembles that of sandalwood, and Is already known la commerce, but the plant has hitherto remained nndescribed. It proves to be a new genus of the rue family, to which the common prickly ash belongs, and It has been named Schinimelia. after a German botanist Who first distilled the aromatic oil from. Its wood. 5 The Instinct of animals Is sometlmet supposed to be more Infallible than hu man reason, but A. II. Verrlll's observa tions of the katydid rather contradict that opinion. The katydid, with Its mo-sk-at membranes, produces two distinct ongs," one peculiar to the night and 4wm7.-A ZT 'Z . time tone, which is rather a rasp than a melody. "But" says Mr. Verrlll, "It Is sometimes quite comical to hear the singers suddenly change their tune! when a dark cloud obscures the sun, immediately resuming their daytime song when it has passed." This recalls the hens that go to roost during a solar eclipse. A recent meeting of the Biological Society In Washington was devoted to 1 The damages whlcb a florist may re the great Dismal Swamp, and the fact 'cover for injury to plants by escaping was brought out that at present tbe area of the swamp is slowly sinking, nud Lake Drummond, in Its center. Is growing larger. Similar changes have occurred In tbe past periods of eleva tion asd subsidence gradually succeed ing one another. Tbe average elevation above sea level Is -so slight that natural drainage Is Insufficient to remove tbe rainfall. The swamp Is a kind of fron tier station where northern and south ern plants meet, many northern species having their southern limit here, and several southern types their most northerly abiding place. It contains many birds and mammals which show distinct characters. Stand TJp W h " n Trying on Shoea, "People would find less dlfflcu!ty wl:b ready-made shoes," said tbe experi enced salesman, "If they would stand up to fit them on instead of sitting down. Nine persons out of ten, par ticularly women, want a comfortable chair while they are fitting a shoe, and It is with tbe greatest difficulty you can get them to stand for a few min utes, even after the shoe Is fitted. Then, when they begin walking about they wonder why tbe shoes are not so com fortable as they were at first trial. A woman's foot Is considerably smaller when she sits in a chair than when she walks about Exercise brings a larger quantity of blood Into the feet and thi y well appreciably. The muscles also require certain space. In buying shoer this fact should be borne In mind." Growth of Trees. The elm tree is full grown at the age f 150, ash at 100, and the oak at 200 years. The growth of an elm is about 2 feet per annum; that of an oak les;. than one foot General Tracy's First Cigar. General Benjamin F. Tracy, formei Secretary of the Navy, and associate of General Benjamin Harrison in rep resenting this government In the mat ter of the Venezuelan boundary dis pute, finds his keenest enjoyment in smoking. During his recent voyage to Paris he passed a good deal of his time in the smoking-room of tbe steam er. But the general was nearly 50 years oia oeiore ne acquirea tne taste . tor looacco. rrevious to tnat time smoking made him 1IL During the early "70s he - was en gaged as counsel In a celebrated case, and was compelled to devote not only -the day but the greater part of the night to his task. Once when be was thoroughly fagged out an associate suggested that A cigar with his coffee might have a soothing effect General . Tracy succumbed to the temptation. I and before be was aware of it had fin ished bis third cigar. They seemed to quiet his nerves, and be was able to work over his papers the whole of that night Since that time, perhaps ont of , gratitude for tbe effect of those three cigars. General Tracy has been smoker. Philadelphia Post Cramps shipyards at Philadelphia low employ 6,000 men. American exports of manufactured foods now average $1,000,000 a day. Tbe dally shipments of oil from the Indiana field amount to 36.1U barrels, ind the ran from the . wells, 9,304 barrels. Preparations for tbe erection of th ;15.000.000 steel plant which is to be located at Stony Point near Buffalo, N Y., are In active progress. The recent advance In wages, equlv Uent to about 20 per cent, enables the rtreet car men of Pittsburg, Pa-, to now (am $2.60 a day of twelve hours. During the month of April the Atncr can Federation of Labor issued thirty three charters aside from the charters Issued by Its affiliated national unions. Tbe printers in the government print ing office at Washington will receive in Increase in wages of 10 cents per hour, the Increase to begin with the text fiscal year. During tbe first week of May ovet 000 new members were added to the Tobacco Workers' National Union. One union tobacco firm in Brooklyn. S. Y used 2,000,000 blue labels in tbe nonth of April. Tbe largest tin plate factory in the world, the Shenango mill at New Cas tle, ra., is to be operated in its entirety by electricity as soon as the necessary machinery can be installed. The mo tors will be used in all parts of the llant J. R Sovereign, ex-grand master workman of the Knights of Labor, now publishing a labor paper in Idaho, was refused a seat as delegate from a "worklngmen's union" of Gem, Idaho, it the session of the Western Federa tion of Labor at Salt Lake City. Contracts have been awarded to a Pennsylvania firm for the construction if six steel bridges on the line of the rranssiberian railway making In nil eighteen bridges which this company has undertaken for tbe same project. At Schwelnfnrt, Bavaria, is one of the largest of the world's manufac tories for bicycle ball bearings. Tbe two factories there, belonging to one Inn, turn out annually 2,000,000 gross f thee little steel balls, and employ 100 men. working for a day of tee Hours' duration. LAW AS INTERPRETED. Tbe presence of all the directors of a corporation at a special meeting Is held, la Troy Mining Company vs. White Id-UXiiLBrl. 6481 to make We failure to give proper notice of the meeting Immaterial, although tbe stat ute requiring notice Is mandatory. The statutory lien of a corporation upon Its stock for the debt of a stock holder is held, in Aldlne Manufacturing Company vs. Phillips (Mich.). 42 L. R, A. 531, tc be one which cannot be fore- I closed In equity unless the remedy by ' ludgment and execution is Inadequate. gas are held, In Dow vs. Winnipesau kec Gas and Electric Company (N. II.), 42 L. R. A. 669, not to Include any in Jury to his business reputation on ac count of sales of damaged plants, as that is conjectural and too remote to be allowable. The conversion of a public highway Into a pleasure driveway, from which loaded vehicles are excluded, is held. In Cicero Lumber Company vs. Cicero (111.). 42 L. R. A. 696, to be within tbe power of the municipal authorities and not to constitute a taking of property without due process of law or for pub He use without compensation. For tbe death by exposure of an In toxlcated passenger who was carried past his station and put off against his wishes at the next station and then driven out of the depot bite at night when the weather was stormy and dangerously cold. It la held, in Haug vs. Great Northern Railway Company (N. D.). 42 L. R. A. 664, that the rail road company la liable In damages. Describing lands as "lying on the jouth side" of a non-navigable river, which is also named as a boundary. Is held, in Hanlon vs. Hobeoq (Col.), 42 Jj. R. A. 602, to convey land to the cen ter of the river. Tbe question of the effect of bounding a grant on river or tide water hi discussed, with a careful analysis of the decisions, hi a note tc this Telephones to Hospital Beds, Telephones are to be placed In the wards of one of tbe Parts hospitals within reach of the bed-ridden pa tients, so as to enable them to com municate with their friends outside. There will also be an arrangement whereby the telephones may be . itch ed on to a wire connected with a con cert hall, so that the performance may he enjoyed by the Invalids. Gettiag Rid or a Bpllnter. When a splinter has been driven leeply into the hand It can be extract si by steam. Nearly fill a wide-mouth-d bottle with very hot water, place the injured part over the mouth and press it slightly. The suction thus produced will draw the flesh down, and In a minute or two the steam will txtract splinter and inflammation to- etber. Harshly expressed: "I am deter mined to preserve the honor of the French army," shouted the man whe had been figuring prominently In the ureyrus case. iou re aaing worse than that answered the blunt Ameri can soldier; "you're embalming it" Washlngton Star. The Mistress Mary, don't let me latch yon kissing tbat butler again, rhe Maid Lor, mum, I don't mean to, rat you do bob aroun' sol Kansas City independent When a man la noted aa a bore, other men try to got by bUa without being SERB 1 DAY. Preached by Rev. Dr. Talmage. Copy-right, LooU Klopsch, 1899. BaVJect: Art a Mighty Acaacy Far th Bal vatlra at Mankind Fletnrm Potent Vor 3od or Kvil aa tha MabJeeU Ar Good ar Bad PrmlM For Onr Artist. - (Copyright. Loni Klopaeh. 1S9. Wabbixqtos, D. C Dr. Talmage shows In this discourse how art may become one of the mightiest agencies for the elevation and salvation of the human race. Tbe text Is Isaiah II., 12. 16, "The day of th Lord of Hosts shall be upon ali pleasant pictures." Pictures are by some relegated to the realm ot tbe trivial, accidental, sentimen tal or worldly, but my text shows that God scrutinises pictures, and whether tbey are good or bad, whether used for right or wrong purposes, is a matter of dlvlno ob servation and arraignment. Tbe divine mission of pictures is my subject That the artist's pencil and tbe engraver's knife have sometimes been made subject to tbe kingdom of the bad Is frankly admitted. After the ashes and scoria were removed from Bereulaneum and Pompeii the walls of those cities discovered to the explorers a degradation In art which cannot be ex aggerated. Satan and all his Imps have always wanted the fingering of tbe easel; tbey would rather have possession ot that than the art of printing, for types are not so potent and quick for evil as pictures. The powers of darkness think they have gauied a triumph, and they have, when in some respectable parlor or public art gal lery tbey can hang a canvas embarrassing to tbe good but fascinating to the evil. It Is not In a spirit of prudery, but baoked up by God's eternal truth, when I say that you have no right to bang in your art rooms or your dwelling houses tbat which would be offensive to good people It tbe figures pictured were alive in your parlor and tbe guests ot your household. A pic ture that yon have to bang In a somewhat secluded place, or that in a public ball vou eannot with a group of friends deliberately stand before and discuss, ought to have a knife stabbed into It at tbe top and cut clear through to the bottom, and a stout finger thrust In on the right side, ripping elear through to the left. Pliny the eldei lost his life by going near enough to sec the inside ot Vesuvius, and tbe farther you ean stand off from tbe burning crater ol sin the better. Never till the books of the last day are opened shall we know what has been tha dire harvest of evil pictorials and unbecoming art Rnlleries. Despoil a man's Imagination and be becomes a mere carcass. The show window of English and American cities, in whlcb tbe low thea tres have soiretfmrs hunp long lines of brazen actors and Actresses in style insult ing to all propriety, have made a broad path to death for multitudes of people. But so have ail the other arts been at times sub orned of evil. How has music been be draggled? Is there any place so low down in dissoluteness tbat into it has not been carried David's barp, and Handel's organ, and Gottscbalk's piano, and Ole Bull's vio lin? and tbe flute, which though named after so Insignificant athingasthe Sicilian eel, which has seven spots on the side like flute holes, yet for thousands of years has had an exalted mission? Architecture, born in the heait of Him who made the worlds, under Its arches and across its floors, what bacchanalian revelries have been enacted! It is not against any of these arts that they have been so led Into captivity! What a poor world this would be if It wmo not for what my text calls "pleas-ant pletural" I refer to your memory and mine when Iask if yonrknowledge of tbe augmented by tha wooacuts or engravings in the old family Bible which father and mother rnad out of and laid on the table in the old homestead when you were boys and girls. The Bible scenes which we all carry in our minds were not gotten from the Bible typology, but from tbe Bible pic tures. To prove the truth of it in my own case, the other day 1 took up tbe old family Bible which I Inherited. Sure enough, what I have carried in my mind of Jacob's ladder was exaetly tbe Bible engraving of Jacob's ladder, and so with Samson carry ing off the gates of Gaza, Elisha restoring tbeShunammite's son, the massacre of tbe Innocents. Cbrlst blessing little children, the crucifixion and the last judgment. M 1 gravtngs which I scanned before I could read a word. That is true with nine-tenths of you. If I could swing open the door of your foreheads, I would find that you sre walking picture galleries. The great in telligence abroad about the Bible did not oonie from tbe general reading ot tbe book, for tbe majority of the people read it but little, if they read it at nil; but all tha sacred scenes have been put before the great masses, and not printer's Ink, bnt the pictorial art, must have tbe credit of the achievement. First, painter's pencil for the favored few, and even engraver's plate or woodcut for millions on millions! What overwhelming commentary on tbe Bible, what re-enlorcements for patri arch's, prophets, apostles and Christ, what distribution of Scriptural knowledge of all nations, in the paintings and engrav ings therefrom of Holman Hunt's "Curist In tbe Temple," Paul Veronese's '-Magdalen Washing tbe Feet of Christ," Ra- 6hael's "Michael the Archangel," Albert urer's "Dragon of the Apocalypse." Michael Angelo's "Plague or the Fiery Serpents," Tintoretto's "Flight Into Egypt," Bubens's "Descent From the Cross' Leonardo Da Vinci's "Last Sup per," Claude's "Queen of Sheba," Bellini's (Mulnnil,n . . Milan Dm. rrna'm 'T .. . Judgment," and hundreds of miles of pic tures, II tbey were put in line, illustrating, displaying, dramatizing. Irradiating Bible trutbsuntil the Scriptures are not to-day so much on paper as on canvas, not so mucn in ink as in all the colors of the spectrum. In 1833, forth from Strassburg, Germany, there came a child tbat was to eclipse in speed and boldness anything and everything that the world had ever seen since tbe first color appeared on tbe sky at the creation, Paul GustaveDore. At eleven years ot age be published marvelous lithographs of bis own. Saying noth ing ot what be did for Milton's "Paradise Lost," emblazoning it on the :.t tention of the world, be takes up thu book of books, tbe monarch of literature, the Bible, and In his pictures, "The Creation of i.lgtil." "The Trial ot Abraham's Faith," "The Burial of Sarah," "Joseph Sold by His Brethren," "The Brazen Serpent," "Boos and Butb," "David and Goliath." "The Trnnsflgnratlon," "The Marriage In Cana," "Babylon Fallen" and 205 Scrip tural scenes in nil, with a boldness and a grasp and almost supernatural a Hiatus thnt make the heart throb and tbe brain reel and the tears start and the cheeks blanch and the entire nature quake with tbe tre mendous things of God and eternity and the dead. I actually staggered down the steps of the London Art Gallery under the power of Dore's "Christ Leaving the Pran torium." Profess you to be a Christ 'an man or woman and see no divine mission In art and acknowledge you no obligatiot either In thanks to God or man? It Is no more the word of God when pal before us in printer's ink than by skillful laying on of colors or designs on raetnl through Incision or corrosion. What a lesson in morals was presented by Hogarth, the painter, in bis two pictures, "The Bake's Progress" and "The Miser's Feast," and by Thomas Cole's engravings of the "Voyage of Human Lire" aud the "Course of Empire," and Turner's "Slave Ship." God In art! Christ in art! Patriarchs, prophets and apostles in art! Angels ii art I Heaven In art! Tbe world and the church ought to come to tbe higher appreciation of the divine mission of pictures, yet tbe authors ol them have generally been left to semi starvation. West, the great painter, toiled in unappreclation till, being a great skater, while on tbe Ice he formed the acquaint ance of General Howe, of the English army, who. through coming to admire West as a K nur .karar o-r. 1 . 1 1 . n ' , ;- -. " -"' - - -ft-'--, elate as much tbat which be accomplished . by bis band as by his beel. Poussin, the ; mighty painter, was pursued and bad i nothing with which to defend himself I I against the mob but the artist's portfolio. h W-l hi- t.. . I ar.... I atone, hn.-l.vl .f him Th- .iZ f I Richard Wilson, of Engbwd,wore .sold for fabulous sums ot money arter Ms death, but the living painter was glad to get for his "Alcyone" a piece of Stilton cheese. From 1640 to 1643 there were 4600 pictures willfully destroyed. In the reign of Queen Elizabeth it was the habit of some people to spend much of their time In knock Ing pictures to pieces. In the reign of Charles I. it was ordered by par liament that all pictures of Christ be burned. Painters were so badly treated and humiliated In the beginning of tbe eighteenth century that they were lowered elear down out of the sublimity of their art and obliged to give accounts of what they did with their colors. The oldest picture in England, a portrait ot Chaucer, though now of great value, was picked out of a lumber garret. Great were the trials ot Quentin Hatsys, who toiled on from blacksmith's anvil till, as a painter, be won wide recognition. The first missionaries to Mexico made the fatal mistake of destroy ing ptotures, for tbe loss of which art and religion must ever lament. But why go so far back when In this year of our Lord to be a painter, except in rare occasions, means poverty and neglect, poorly fed. poorly clad, poorly boused, because poorly appreciated? When I bear a man is a painter, I have two feelings one of admiration for tha greatness ot bis soul and tbe other of com miseration for the needs of his bod v. But so It bas been In all departments of nobla work. Some ot the mightiest have been hardly bestead. Oliver Goldsmith bad such a big patch on tbe coat over bis left breast tbat when be went anywhere be kept his hat In hi hand closely pressed over tbe patch. The world renownei Bishop Aabury had a salary of tS4 a year. Painters are not the only ones who have endured the lack of appreciation. Let men of wealth take under their patronage the suffering men of art. They lift no complaint: tbey make no strike for higher wages. Bat with a keenness of nervous organization which almost always charac terizes genius these artists suffer -.ore than any one but Hod can realize. There needs be a concerted effort for the suffer ing artists of America, not sentimental discourse a'iont what we owe to artists. but contracts tbat will give tin ra a l.veli bood; for 1 am in full sympathy with tbe Christian farmer who was very busy gathering his fall apples, and some one asked him to pray for a poor family, tbe tamer ot wnom naa Droicen his leg, and the busy farmer said: "1 cannot stop now to pray, but you can go down into tbe cellar and get some corned beef and butter and eggs aad potatoes. Tbat is ail loin do now." Artists may wish for our praye-s, bui they also want practical help from men who can give them work. Vou have heard scores of sermons for all other kinds ot suffering men and women, but we heed sermons that make pleas for the u (Turin;; men and women of American art. Their work is more true to nature and life than soma of tbe masterpieces thut have he come immortal on the other side of the sea, but it is the fashion of Americans to mention foreign artists and to know little or nothing about our own Copley and Alls ton and Inman and Greenougii nnd Ken sett. Let the affluent fling out ot their windows and Into the backyard valueless daubs on canvas and call in these splendid but unrewarded men ami tell them to adorn your walls, not only with that which shall please the taste, bat enlarge the minds and Improve tbe morals and save the souls of those who gaze upon tbem. All American cities need great galleries of art, not only open annually tor a few days ou exhibition, but which shall stand open all the year round, aud from early morning ntll 10 o'clock at night and free to all who would come and go. What a preparation for the wear and tear of the day a five minutes' look in tbo morning at some picture that will open a door Into so are larger realm than tbat in which our population dally drudge! Or what a good thing the half hour of artistic PfciluiSfjri? Wy Bom ,n ,h vea 1 ton front a r . TpJiftft iVirii. 'bii.njnds racn peratlon for mind and soul as we.. .-I body! Who will do for tbe city where you live whac W. W. Corcoran did for Wash ington aud what others have done for Boston and Philadelphia and New York? Hen of wealth, if you are too modest to build and endow such a place during your lifetime, why not go to your iron safe ami take out your last will and te-tament and make a codicil that shall build for the city of your residence a throne for American art? Take some of tbat money that would otherwise spoil vour children and build an art gallery that shall associate your name forever, not only with great masters of painting who are gone, but with tne great masters who are trying to live, and also win the admiration and love ot tens of thousands of people who, unable to have fine pictures of their own, would be advantaged. By your benefactions build your own monuments and not leave it to the whims ot others. Some of the best peo ple sleeping in Greenwood have no monu ments at all, or some crumbling stones that In a few years will let the rain wash out name and epitaph, wbilo some men whose death was the abatement of a nuisance have a pile of Aberdeen granite high enough for a King ana euiogium enough to embarrass a seraph. Ob, man of large wealth, instead ot leaving to the whim of others your monu mental commemoration and epitaphol ogy, to be looked at when people are going to and fro at the burial ot others, build right down in the heart of our great city, or the city where you live, an Immense free reading room or a free musical con servatory or a free art gallery, tbe niches for sculpture abloom with tbe rise and fall of nations and lessons of courage for tbe disheartened and rest for tbe weary nd life for tbe dead, and 150 years from now you will be wielding influences in this world for good. How much better than white marble, that chills you It you put your band on it when you touch it in the cemetery, would be a monument In colors. In beaming eyes, in living possession, in splendors which under the chandelier would be glowing and warm and looked at by strolling groups with cata logue in hand, on the January night when the necropolis where tha body sleeps is all snowed under! The tower of David was bung with 1000 dented shields ot battle, but you, oh man of wealth, may have a grander tower named after you. one tbat shall be hung not with the symbols of car nage, but with the victories of tbat art which was so long ago recognized in my text as "pleasant pictures." Oh, tbe power ot pictures! I cannot deride, as some have done. Cardinal Mazarin, who, when told tbat be must die, took his last walk through tbe art gallery of his palace, say ing: "Must I quit all this? Look at tbat Titian! Look at that Correggio! Look at that deluge of Caraccii Farewell, dear pictures!" As the day of the Lord of Hosts, accord ing to this text, will scrutinize the pic tures, I implore all parents to see that ia their households they have neither in book nor newspaper nor on canvas anything that will deprave. Pictures are no longer the exclusive possession of the affluent. There is not a respectable home in these cities tbat bas not specimens of woodcut or steel engraving. If not of painting, and your wbole family will feel the moral up lifting or depression. Useful Hints. Cinders, if saved and wetted with a little water, make a very hot fire for ironing days. Mildew may be removed by dipping the articles in sour buttermilk and lay ing them in the sun to dry. Never throw away beef marrow; it, and let it be chopped with when making a boiled pudding. save suet Worm-Eaten Wood. Wash the woodwork with a strong solution of carbolic acid; apply liberally with a brush. . . .... ... .1 to prevent iiimikh 111 m Kin i.nmt nr hwi.mitu? too brown, a basin or pie-dish of water should be put on the lower shelf, so that the ;.. - , Mn tea Hfl - Cheerfulness and content are great oT; beautifiers and are famous preservers sii i : - . f;t 11! f - i ; . - 'I .St . ( "W"1-'"'-..' -' - I nw iinni i i l-
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