1 -'- 7- B. F. SCHWEIER, THE COnSTITUTIOn -THE Union"-.!!) THE ERFORCEUEtlT OF THE LAWS, Editor and Proprietor. VOL. LTV. MIFFLIXTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY, PENN., WEDNESDAY, MAY 23, 1900 NO. 24. ' i 'Mr CIIArTER II (Continued.) When we got the two women bandied on board, disappointment was not tbe tnood in which they took possession of their new quarters. They were simply delighted with everything; could not ex press their admiration of all the cunning little arrnniii'inents; must needs ransack the pantry, anil overhaul the cooking ap paratus; were astonished at the conven ience and snugness of the berths; and then, ivh.-n it was intimated to them that the saloon forward, when not required for nifiils, was to be their own especial boudoir, into which meaner members of the company might occasionally be ad mitted on invitation, yon should have scvn how naturally Queen Tita began to roll up the red silk blinds of the small windows, so as to let plenty of light in, and Miss Peggy, taking her banjo from Its c.isc, at once found a hook where it Muld hang. "Well, I do think this is very comfort able," says the elder of them. "I call it perfectly charming," says the younger. "I am sure we are very much obliged to Mr. Duneombe where is he?" And she cries: '"Why, I declare we're mov ing:" There could be no doubt of the fact; for a glance out at the forward window showed that we were being towed across the river by a small boat pulled by two men. And of course the two women u.usi neeus e i..e . ...r.- n wA Ti-in.li r -n- aa fnlin si tsi Anon- Ar) ' o. A t .v i to " space 01 ueva. a,. ""V no difficulty in getting out there, and com- , manding an excellent view of all that ; was going on. - - Where was Jack . Duneombe all this time? Why, he was steering. He was responsible for aU the arrangements of our getting forth; and his air was seri ous, not to say important. He had neith er word nor look for the women folk; and they, of course, knew better than to talk to the man at the wheel. They humbly looked on as he got the boat close to the bank, and, springing ashore, proceed ed to get ready the towing line. We made a sufficiently pleasant start, after aU; and glad enough were we when the vibration of the long, tight line and the swishing of water at the bows told us we were really off. It was a cheer ful morning, too; for if there was no posi tive sunlight, there was a white glare of heat; the birds were twittering every where; the swallows skimming and dart ing over the surface of the silver river. Of course this was ratner a weu-anown panorama that was now gliding silently by the Surbiton villas among their abun dant gardens with here and there a boating party embarking, and here and there a rose-red suns-bade visible nnder the young green of the trees; and, in deed, some of us may have been wish ing that we could get the Thames part of our voyage over and done with, and set forth upon less familiar waters. . It was nearer eight than half-past sev en when we reached Staines and found a safe mooring for the "Nameless Barge." The labors and experiences of this our ' first day were over, and we went ashore in a placid frame of mind. The twilight was darkening to dusk now; but the thrushes and blackbirds were still piping everywhere. Dinner ordered at the old familiar Pack Horse, one or two of us went out on to the little balcony overlooking the river. The evening was very still. There was a curious metallic gray on the surface of the stream; and as we stood regarding H a single brooze-hued boat went noiseless ' IT by, floating down with the current; and . in the-stern of the boat, sitting very close together, were two young people, who might have been ghosta gliding through the mysterious gloom. "Doesn't It remind you of those nights In Venice?" says Miss Peggy, rattier an- - And" then, behold! far above tha dark ness of the trees, there is the young moon, of a pale silver, in the Hinted skies; and in the closing down of the night the birds are still calling. CHAPTER III. It Is i- nrr.nr cairn ana ra-nr, n over the green land- ? of foliage are mirrored scuyv, - on the smooth waters of the stream. There la quietude on board this gently J.UI-1C rtiirwnnmlip has ?"?So walk wUh the driver; Mur dock is in the pantry; the two women are aS within; and the helmsman l.' soli aiso wuui . ..tUe t0 do but & o the universal singing of the birds! and also to look out for shallows. BTt "e quietude is suddenly broken; a T .nnearsa small woman, appar rrjE to laugh, and yet as d" whTdTyou think of yourself n"ir.mpereTty"weU, I ank yotu" U the 1 . n.irr to this polite in- properiy 11 "Why you ought to be ashamed of rourseifrv -But I am. r. "Why do you do It, then I "Oo what?" , . : mi don t know how " iTn fast night-both of r In all my Me I never saw iwo Too. I? all my 1 exhibition human Deng have 0 themselves. - aginau wS tin the veracious p". "- , doubt. S? STteVTtTproper value-"the underhand Jlt' one sniggering, at JJ the else was norfJ 'Tth.t little pretty near bouquet oi nrBelf : oh. no. a euldn't Pin t clumsy ', and, of man's fingers are o "' lt fof cu"r9!-aoout an hour U doing ; r:.sh someone beads togew-- nBW it ln rari8, sjr. . ' u. munbination .i e ton tin. yvo, - of silver and" 1 luc nr In- and goia , . ' d of course, you !2S rafndh'ana' wt H is a que. ttoe-gUts: f - -Z flT.Th'af yuTromi-i to Ed- . , , .1,., nrHIT. BUU 7 WILLIAM BliAGL Ike dot would hare prized it, and rf.?Ted U aU Uf'! wui throw it away, or give it to the first roung numskull she finds in her train. 1 Jo wonder that men will make such idiots f themselves for nothing but a pretty face. A smooth cheek and a pair of baby eyes that's enough. Don't you see that she is merely playing you off iguinst Mr. Dnncombe? It's all done to pique him. That's die way she be rins. All these secret confidences and the attention she pays to yonr slightest word and aU her unblushing eoo.uet.-y -that is all done to tantalize him. That agar cutter; she has had it ever since he came over from Paris; why did shs wait till last night before giving it to you -n that marked wiy 7" "I suppose young ladies have a right to open their portmanteaus when tbey please r' "At all events, yon needn'tjsencouragc ner in her mischief. Oh, 1 saw youi tricks! That's a very pretty one you'va taught her of looking into each other' ?yes while you're clinking wine glasses. riedgmg friendship, I suppose! Friend ship! And then that stuDid old conun 1 rum What kind of weather represents an animal? Rain, dear! of course you asked her that just to be allowed to call tier dear. I could see what was going "Doubtlessr' "And mark my words, as soon as sht has provoked Mr. Duneombe into paying tier attention as soon as she has got him , in a fair way of becoming her slav . wonder where you will be!" "Where, indeed! With the snows of yesteryear. But in the meantime, while heaven vouchsafes such mercies, one , mustn't throw them away, don't you , ee?" "Heaven! It's very Kttle yon know about Teggy Rosslyn. If you think that . . " heaven has anything to do with her. Just this atrocious sentiment has nttered theTe ,g ,nddenIy hear1 ,h f:n; . . ,,;.. :.v! , tinkling of a banjo within the saloon- careless strumming, apparently to test the strings. Then we bear a girl's voice, also quite careless; and we can just make iut something about "My old Kentucky home far away. The next instant the door opens, an Miss Peggy, without her banjo, but ra liant, and fresh as a wild rose in June. ind smiling content with herself and all ;he world, comes out into the daylight. Then says the smaller of the two worn n: "Look here, Peggy, no one seems tt take any notice of Mr. Duneombe, though he is working so hard for ne. He has been quite by himself ever since break fast What do you soy shall we go shore and walk' with, him for a bitr "I'iease, I wanted to be shown how te rteer," says Peggy, timidly. And consider this, Mies Peggy " say a third person present, "youfl be-condng to Runny mede very soon, Not the real Runoymede?" she says. auickly. The actual and veritable meadow where the barons met; and you'll see tAf place where King John waited on the ither side; and the island between, where Magna Cbarta was signed." Now heaven grant me patience, fot they're at their Kuglish history again!' jays Mrs. Threepenny-bit, apparently tc herself: and then she ooens the door be bind ber, and calls: "Here, Murdoch come and get ready the gangboard; I'm ! going ashore. It was at the entrance to Windsoi Home Park, where we were charged ninepence for permission to pass along this portion of the river, that Mrs. Threepenny-bit and her companion came on board again. By the time we had got through the lock at Cookham and poled across to rhc riverside inn there the dusk had fallen, and orange rays of light from the win dows of the comfortable looking hosteh-y I hot through underneath the ancient yews. A good-natured boatman guided us to convenient moorings, which seemed to be just outsnle somebody s garden, f l we were imbedded among bushes mid overarched by tall trees; and then w began to light our lamps and candles, and to draw together the tiny red window curtains, while Miss Peggy heliied to lay the cloth for dinner, jack DiUH-onil slung a battle of wine over the side tc cool: Mrs. Threepenny-bit apportioned the napkin rings we were to retain dur ing the voyage, and so forth; ami pres ently Murdoch's welcome appcaranct summoned us to our seats. Now. when four people are dining to gether, nothing is easier than to keep th conversation general; but when you hav a young man who is rather anxious to be brilliant, and who nevertheless will con stantly address his hostess, evidently ex pecting the other two to listen, then per haps, the other two may be driven..- ir self-defense, to talk by themselves. More over, when you have two and two talk ing, courtesy demands that you should not speak loudly, for you might annoy your neighbors. Besides that. Miss Peg gy was telling her immediate companion of ber experiences of camping ont in the Adirondacks, while she and her mamma were staying at the Sagamore Hotel, on Lake George. Miss Peggy's eyes said more than her words when she was chal lenged to make confession. And it is to be imagined that the presence of one young lady of rather attractive appear ance, and just a little bit inclined to be mischievous among those idling younc men did not tend much to the cultivation af a generous good-fellowship. She her self, of course, gave quite a different rea son for the breaking np of the camp. She said the young men were simply crowded out. It appears that they nsed to have occasional afternoon reception, to which they invited such neighbors a were within reasonable distance, giving them what little refreshment was procur able. But these festivities proved popu lar; neighbors invited neighbors: all sorU of people came unasked; and the climax was reached when one tall native of the wilds was overheard to say to another tranger: "Be them nuts free?" That eras Miss Peggy's story of the breaking lp of the camp: but there may have been ther reasons for those young men for taking their forest life and going sadly iway back to their homes in Brooklyn ind New York. In the midst of all this Queen Titt is ieard to exclaim: "Weil. I declare! Look where he baa aung that cigar cutter! That is a pretty kind of thing to wear at one'a watch chain as a charm!" "Madame," observes the owner of the article in question, "for once you are right. It is a very pretty kind of thing to wear as charm. But. supposing it I were not, what then? Have you lived ail (these years without discovering' this that it is not the character of the gift, but the intention of the giver, that is of Importance? Isn't that so, Miss Peggy T' Why, of course it tor says Miss I'eg- ry, boldly, but with her eyea cast down. Oh, Indeed she says, turning to the riri. "And yon? I snpose yon will have that silver pencil-case mounted and made Into a brooch?" Peggy looks up, laughing bat defiant. "Why not? I think it would do very Well, and be sncfa a new idea. Why, the British jeweler's imagination never gets beyond a butterfly or a horseshoe. You would see Tiffany's. And then the dress makers are all for making you so 'square ihouldered nowadays;-an oblong brooch U your neck would suit very well." Mrs. Tomtit, cowed, balked, lumped ipon, outstared, exterminated, can only turn and say to her companion, with a Ugh of resignation: Did you ever hear such brazen impu dence?" I am afraid you goaded Miss Rosslyn into it," he says, with a smile which is meant to carry peacemaking all round the little board. ... Well, we sat late after dinner; for ev erything was very snug and comforta ble; and two and two make excellent companionship. . Of course, that arrange ment did not always exist; for occasion ally Jack Duneombe, with a humility we . lad never before seen him exhibit, ad- Ireseed Mias Rosslyn direct; and always he listened to him attentively, and with grave and courteous eyes. 4 The next afternoon, when we reached Henley, we stopped to bait the horse there, and we all went ashore; and, of course, for the sake of old associations. made our way to the Red Lion, the front jf which was one magnificent mass of listeria In full blossom, a sight worth -oming all the way to see. it was while we were having tea in tne weu-anowu parlor overlooking the river that Jack Duneombe made these observations: "We shall get to Sonning to-night; and I have been thinking that if Miss Ross lyn would like to see a capital specimen f an old-fashioned country Inn, we migni iiue at the Bull there. Not the White Hart down by the riverside that is be loved of cockneys but the Bull that the artists who know the Thames swear by. It won't be exactly like dining at the Bristol; but it will be a good deal more ucturesque. What do you say, Miss lloss- lyn?" Miss Rosslyn. who has taken on ner tailor hat (thereby graciously revealing to us aU the beautiful masses of her golden- brown hair) and is twirling the same on her forefinger, makes answer very pret tily: "I am sure whatever you all think best will be best. Everything nas neen delightfully arranged so far; it is like a fairy dream to me. So don t ask me to give any opinion, please; it will be much better to leave it in your hands." When we arrive at our destination and walk up through the little village to the Bull inn, there is just enough light to giro ur young American friend some vague Idea of what the place Is like the quaint. old-fashioned building of brick and tim ber, with its red-tiled roof, its peaked, windows and small-paned casements, the creepers trained up the wall, the large or-, chard on one side of the house, the row of tall limes in front. Inside there is another tale to tell: for we have aaade our way along tlH nwevwi flooring the corridors aHJ KtamViedrncadTong u.'to the apartment where we are to dine; we find that lighted up by a cheerful blase of lamps, and everything looking very snug ind comfortable indeed. (To be continued.) In the Laboring World The carpenters of Lynn, Massachu setts, struck for increased wages and an eight hour day. Dim hundred and ten miners went to work at Ocean, Maryland. This is the first break ln the strike ln the Georges Creek resion. The strike of the moulders in the United States Radiator Works, at Dun kirk. New York. . which has been in Dro Kress for six weeks, was settled. The strikers secure their essential de manda. including recognition of the union. The 300 employes at the Jeanesvllle Trnn Works. Luzerne county, have been srranted an increase of five per cent, in waxes. Fire Water. Mrs. O'Toole O'lni afraid tu' wathei av Chicago will cause me ould nion to fill a drunkard's grave. Mrs. O'Shea Pbwat makes ye t'ink so? Mrs. O'Toole Oi'll till ye. He wud always take a tbrop av liquor wid gloss av wather. Tb' ither day he read that th' wather wuz 'suspicious an' now he takes a throp av wather wid a glos ar liquor. Geitlnn Rid of Turkish Malcontents They have pleasant ways in Turkey According to a Constantinople dispatch to the London Leader, the latest inven tion for suspected malcontents when arrested Is examination by medical commission. The commission then gravely declares them to be lunatics and orders them to be confined ln an avl ii.n a fate which usually means death. Had Her Doubts. "I don't believe professors know so very much," said Minnie. "Why. how can you talk so?" rejoined Maud. "Well, I don't see why Mr. Fulpate should have seemed so surprised and nuzzled when I asked him how to saj 'rubberneck' in Greek." Washingtol Star. '. -' Behind the Enarine. ' Qulnn Which is the swiftest animal DeFonte Well, I've heard of an ele phant making a mile a minute. Ouinn Preposterous! Where was this wonderful elephant? DeFonte On a circus train. More than 40 per cent, of the British people could not write their names when Queen Victoria ascended the throne. The proportion in that condi tion has now been reduced to 7 per cent A new way of blasting rock la to place a cartridge of water into a shot hole and convert it Into steam Instant ly by electricity.. This method is pecially applicable In coal mines. A Bohemian shoemaker has Invent ed a shoe that is heated by means of an electrical apparatus in the heel, with tubes conveying heat under the sur face of the sole. The Inventor claims perfect protection from snow and rain at a cost of about SU. More accommodations for spectators will have to be provided at Memphis. S BE A GOOD BOY. 3 uk railway passenger station nome ana tne oDject of Spanish rreacb was a mass of people. Cheers ery has given me an interest in the wat an(j sobs, smiles and tears, were which otherwise I would never havt lnglcd and merged Into the scenes of the last minute. One of Chicago a vol-1 nnteer regiments was leaving for the front "A blaze of soldiery, a fever of patriotism, and ten thousand people bad transformed the station Into a tur- , bnlent sea with waves of unrestrained smotion.. Between the Inspiring strains I af patriotic airs and the rattling of Irr.ms, shouts of encouragement were feeling her way out of rather a danger pouring from the megaphoned mouths ons corner of the conversation, "but f the multitude. . "Remember the Maine!" thundered a nan whose appreciation for the eternal ttness of things is more to be admired than bis originality. .1 Instantly a thousand voles took up the uncouth refrain, which ended final ly ln an uproar. - Kill every bloody Spaniard you seer' added a young man. whose appearance gave no token of the Icious Injunction. An old fellow with a copper button In the lapel of bis coat hobbled through the throng, flourishing his cane in the air with little consideration for the cemfort of his countrymen. The clang of the bell gave notice tbat dttle time remained for the final fare- wells. Wives, mothers and sweethearts were clinging about the necks of the de- carting soldiers, and, amid the tumult, great tears were falling from the eyes of the parting friends. A witness of all these demonstra- tions, and alone, with no one to cheer him or to say good-by, waa a ailent young soldier, who stood lost In reverie. He looked scarce more than a boy, claimed Judson, whose previous atten witb a proud military bearing and a tions had been so absorbed that he was handsome face. While his comrades not aware how his timely Interruption were btddii their last adieus, he stood If transfixed to the platform, tint luddenly be looked about and ex - slainied: "Won't somebody kiss me good-by 7" Before he could escape a pair of arms were thrown around his neck from be- hind, and as he turned he caught a warm kiss squarely on the lips, and a oft voice whispered: "Be a good boy and come home again P In another Instant the savior had tone, but as the train moved out a lalnty white handkerchief waa waved si Uasw4 ami fin lilia The vision the sweet face, the burn- IDf of the kiss on his lips, and the ten- er admonition to "be a good boy and tome home again" followed Eugene Brockway to Springfield. It broke camp with him when they were ordered South and embarked with him when n the transports which carried the teglment to Cuba. In his dreams the rlrl was sure to present herself, and when the fever took possession of his mason the bova heard him sav: . Be a good boy and come home agaln!" After a year's struggle with war and! tbe elements of the tropical island Brockway was returned- to Chicago aggard and weak from the privations' and hardships of the Cuban campaign. One thought remained uppermost ln his mind. His deeds of daring and bravery while in the trenches of Santiago, his praises sounded In the home papers. and his new commission as lieutenant were entirely forgotten In his quiet search for the pretty and plump little naiden whose kindliness bad complete ly disturbed his peace of mind. In a comfortable and hamiv home in tne of the suburbs the movement of a ertaln Illinois regiment had been of ancommon Interest to Maime nurd- man. She followed the campaign of the W.ntrv In Cuba with a ennanmln .l- W She scrutinized the printed lists Isf casualties and refused to believe that death was ablu to overcome the razeed lad she had lokinoiv c loaned in her arms, and who. In return, had car - rled away her heart with neither her mnunt nnr hint of where he mlirht tu found In the future. Several weeks after his return Lieu tenant Brockway received an Invitation to a reception he was disposed to de - cllne. owing partially to the state of ht. heHlth hut more dlrectlv to the iren - era! disfavor with which be now con sidered society girls ln comparison with one romping yet sympathetic soul whose image was lodged in his mem ory. Had It not been for the persist ency of his friend, Horace Judson, he would have remained hi bis room. But Horace had sent him word that be would call for him with a carriage and two ladles at 730 o'clock, . and there was but one thing to do. "Hang the parties." muttered 'Gene, aa he pulled-and tugged with his high stiff collar. Tbe door bell rang, and In a moment the familiar voice of Jndson waa in quiring for 'Gene. "Tell him to hurry; the girls are erasy to see him." In a few moments he was undergoing a counterfeited enjoyment of greetings, and took his place beside a young lady whom be could see but dimly. She had been presented to him as Miss Hurd man. The conversation naturally drift ed to the war, but It was with a notice able effort that 'Gene was Induced to participate In the discussion. "And you have been with the Illi nois, Mr. Brockway?" said Miss Hurd man, plunging lute the subject very ear her heart. "Tea. I started with the boys.' growled the soldier. . "How strange; I had a very deat friend with that regiment. I bad known him bnt a short time." she continued, with a concealed smile, "bnt I had be come very much attached to him, and th thought ( his beJv so Car trwa "1 felt-" The tender and sincere manner ol Miss Hurdman In referring to het friend appealed rather strangely to young Brockway, and he brightened somewhat as be quizzed his clevei charmer as to her soldier boy. "Was be a private. Miss Hurdman?" "Well yes, I believe so," she drolled was it really true tbat you bad nothing to eat but bad beef, which made you sick?" she added, seeking, with torn adroitness, to geneialize a bit. "Our provisions were served a la carte," joked Brockway, "but not with the pomp, perhaps, of our Chicago Del monlcos. But your friend, has he re turned to the States T" ' "No that is, not that he has told me. It has been so long since I have re ceived any news from the company that I am getting much alarmed. And had you no cream for yonr coffee, and did you often sleep out of doors all I night, Mr. Brockway, by the banks oi . rivers where crocodiles and things were crawling and swimming around?" ram- . bled Miss nurdman, with embarrassed j desperation. J "The beat and swamps of Cuba were ' our deadliest enemies. Miss Hurdman. but what was the name of your friend and of what company was he a mem- ber? Perhaps I may know something of him " '. "Are you folks still talking war?" ex- tiad saved the day for Mairae. 1 "I niust tell you a good Joke on ; 'Gene, continued Judson. "It comes from h s own comrades, girls, so 1 know it must be true. When be was ' aick and out of bis bead ln the army hospital the only thing be ever said ' ""is. "Be a good boy and come home again." I "Well any fellow's mother would tell .him that." laughed Brockway. The thrill wnicn swept tnrougn one f the hearts in the carriage at that mo- nt was Known to Maim tiuraman alone. -"Could it be possible tbat tuts as tne xeuow, sue luougm, ina wmt these were the very words I used." and B,e secretly wished that he might be hp- When she spoke she leaned lovtfcg- 'y to the shoulder of the young man by her side and softly whispered ln bis ear: ' Oene Brockway. yonr motner nev- er told you that, it was i. A double wedding took place that fail, for 'Gene begged the privilege from his friend Horace, who was to niarry Zella Raymond, the fourth mem- ber of the happy driving party which "tended the reception.-;bicago aimes- Place de la Concorde. There is said to be no equal In the world to this grand and Imposing square of Paris. On one side of It is the Tuileries, on the opposite side tbe Champs Elysees, and on a third the River Seine. In tbe center stands the obelisk of Luxon. a magnificent mono lith of red Egyptian granite, 74 feet high and weighing 000,000 pounds. This Dben:k was one of two of tbe same h"P nd ",ze- erected In 1350 B. C. by Rameses the Great, at the entrance ol Ule Temple of Thebes. Mohammed All I'asha of Egypt, presented It to the French government, and ln 1830 It was removed to Its present position In the de ta Concorde. The removal and erection on the new site required an outlay of 80.000 and the employment ! ' 800 mea the obellak being transport 1 France in a vessel built especially tor the purpose. The Place de te Con- eorde Is rich in historic Interest. It waa there that the guillotine was erect ed in the "reign of terror," after the death of Louis XVI., and It was there ! th&t the signal was given for the at- laca on tne Dasuie in now. uouisa.vi 1 and Marie Antoinette were beheaded there In 1793, and It was the scene of great rejoicing In 1848, when France was proclaimed a republic. The Place de la Concorde has also been termed the Place Louis XV. and Place de la Revolution. Croae la Front of Engines. "One of the oddest traits of anlma nature," said an old-time Illinois Cen tral engineer, "Is the desire of every living thing to cross in front of the locomotive. At first It filled me with wonder, and I used to lie awake night trying to explain It. Now it's grown ho be nn old story with me. "What goes in front of the engine Why, everything. Let me see! I've I'm snakes and I'm a sober man, mind you stick up their heads to see what was making all the rumble along tbe right of way, and then deliberate ly start to crawl acrosj the rails. I've seen many a quail spring up along tbe irlght of way, fly along just ahead of the engine, and then shoot across ln front Several times when I've been running a mile a minute the engine has struck these birds and killed them. In tbe old daya I need to Jump a deer every now and then, and the chances were he'd cross the track every time. Cattle Invariably do It until they havt learned better; so do pigs and all the domestic animals. Even chickens will run fluttering across. "It seems to me I've killed enough animals to stock a farm and menag erie." - NEG.RO LAD INVENT8 NEW GUN. ' BaatM Bmrkta of Ckleasto Cssatracta m Sapid-Fire Machine Weapon. Eugene Burkin, a colored boy of IB years, who Uvea ln Chicago, la the In ventor of a rapid-Ore machine gun which he claims Is the most effective weapon of Its kind In the world, and Is destined to throw the Inventions of Itaxim and Nordenfeldt, now ln general use In the armaments of the world. Into the scrap heap. 8everal experts who have seen tha model of Burkln's gun pronounce It a marvel of Ingenuity and a terrible weapon. The boy la said to have refused an offer of 150.000 for hl Invention. The boy has never had any mechani cal training,, yet all the work on Ida model has been his own. The first idea of the weapon came to him during the Spanish-American war, when the mag nificent work of the American gunners directed his thoughts to guns and their Improvement. He constructed his Hrst model of wood, his only tool being Jackknife. The lack of funds then threatened to put a stop to the young Inventor's wo;k. but he flnallT obtained ennuah mnnev 1 to go Into an iron works on the West Side, which gave him the une of Its iaols and machinery for $5 a day. Here be constructed the model, which he ent to the Patent office at Washington. which has already allowed seventeen of his claims on the weapon. Effect Somewhat Marre.l. When one gives good advice It Is well lo be prepared to "back it np." Other wise, although it be never so good. It may lose something of its etticacy. Johnny," said tbe boy's elderly un ite, who was on a visit to the family, "how old are you?" "Nearly sixteen," answered the boy. "How do you put in your mornings?" "Going to school." "I mean that part of your mornings before breakfast" "Oh! Sleeping, generally." "Thafs bad. When I was about your age, my boy, I made np my mind I would learn shorthand. I used to get up at five o'clock In the morning, study till breakfast-time, and then lay II aside. In this way I learned short- .hand thoroughly, even to the extent of being able" to-report verbatim. In about tlx months. This shows what can b lone by making systematic use of one's time." ' Did you ever make any use of your! shorthand, uncle?" ' "Well er no," reluctantly admitted the uncle, to whom this phase of the subject had not occurred when he beV iin bis instructive little lecture. . Shattered Illusion. This age of personalities is the meana af spoiling many illusions,- says Bea con. One listens to a musician and Buds the music heavenly, and then he remembers bits of gossip and talk that ire very unpleasant, and lt does de tract a little from one's enjoyment, for the personal does come Into one's rel ations of all kinds. Tbe same thing is true of prominent persons In other walks of life. Ideals rarely bear con tact with realities without becoming omewhat damaged, and tbe tendency to Idealize musicians, authors, pn Inters and such folk Is very strong, for tbey appeal most strongly to those persons wbo have Imagination and ideality above a low level. It Is a mistake to tell the public about the personality ind life of its Idols unless tbey are nore than human In their characteris tics. The fact that the public Is curl pus does not alter tne case, i ne love bf talking about people Is almost as universal as the instinct of self-preser vation. A Itoat Made of Jewels. An Italian jeweler in Turin has made a tiny boat of a single pearl. The bull Is finely shaped, and might serve as a model for a great sloop. Tbe sail Is of beaten gold studded with diamonds. and the binnacle light is a perfect ruby. An emerald serves as Its rudder, and its stand Is a slab of Ivory. Its weight is less than an ounce, and It if said to have cost $5,000. Inform it low Wanted. "Say?" asked the editor. "What Is it?" asked the office poet. "Are you sure tbat this head, 'Made Miserable,' Is what you want over this stuff? Isn't lt intended to read 'Made Miserably r "Cincinnati Enquirer. She Waa Loaely. An American girl wbo was engaged for service by a West Philadelphia family, being directed to leave a can dlestick and candle in the lower hal for the master of tbe house, amuse herself by paring a potato Into candl shape and sticking a clove In It for a wick. This she made ready with sev eral matches for her employer, who, having turned out the gas, spent five minutes. In vainly trying to light the potato candle. Then be stumbled up stairs in the dark and asked bis wife to explain. She called upon the maid servant, who replied that It was so lonely there she wanted to be turned off the next day, when she would get ber whole week's wages, and so shs adopted the candle expedient. It takes a girl of fashion at least an hour to comb her hah? so that it looks If a comb had never been near it. One of tbe most cruel Impositions ha the world ta to convince' a child that the Lord baa been good to lt la bring Ina It a Uttia red baby brotbaa. JM hKtll II i EUOIXI BCHKIU. SERMON Rco. Br. Calmae Sabjeet: Tha Splalors of Hmtci Haw. ' ever Kialted Oar Ideas May Be of the Heme aa Hlsh, They Are Far Short of the Heal lly What A wall Us. Ooprrwht iwmli Washihotok.D. C. In this discourse Di. Tnlmage lifts the curtain from eternal felicities and In an unusual way treats of tbe heavenly world; text, I Corinthian, II., 9, "Eye bath not seen nor ear beard, nwtttfer have entered into the heart of man, the things which Qod hath prepared for them tbat love Him." Tbe city of Corinth has been called "the Paris of antiquity." Indeed for splendor the world holds no such wonder to-day. It stood on an 1st b mm washed by two seas, tbe one sea bringing the commerce of Eu rope, tbe other sea bringing the commerce of Asia. From ber wharfs. In the con struction of whloh whole kingdoms had been absorbed, war galleys with three banks of oars pushed out and confounded tbe navy yards of all tbe world. Huge banded machinery such as modern Inven tion caDnot equal lifted ships from tbe sea on oneslde and transported them on trucks across tne istumus ana set toetn down In tbe sea on tbe other side. The revenue officers of tha city went down tbrough tbe olive groves tbat lined the beach to collect a tariff from all na tions. The mirth of all people sported to bnr isthmian games, and the beauty of all lamls sat in liar theatres, walked in her porticos and threw Itself on tbe altar of her stupendous dissipations. Column and statue aud temple bewildered the beholdi er. iuere were wnlte marble fountains Into which, from apertures at tbe. side, there rushed waters everywhere known for health giving qualities. Aronn.l these basins, twisted into wreaths of stone, there were all tbe beauties of sculpture and architecture, while, stand ing, aa if to gonrd the costly display, was a statue of Hercules of burnished Corinth ian bras.4. Vases of terra cotta adorned tbe cemeteries of tbe dead vases so cost ly that Julius Ctesar was not satisfied until be had captured them for Home. Armed officials, the Corhithnrii, paced np and down to se tbat no statue was defaced. no pedestal overthrown, no tas-rnet touohed. From the edge of the city a bill arose, with Its magutneeut burden of col umns, towers aud temples (1000 slaves waiting atone shrine), and a eitmlal so thoroughly Impregnable that Gibraltar Is a heap of sand compared with it. Amid all tbat strength and magninoence Uoriuth itood and detled the world. Ob. It was not to rustics who had never jeen anything grand that Paul uttered this text. They bad heard the best music tbat bad zome from the best instruments In all tbe world; tbey had beard songs floating from morning porticoes and melting in evening groves; they had passed their whole lives among pictures ana sculpture and architecture and Corinthian brass wtilnh had heen molded and shnned nntil there waa no chariot wheel In which It had not sped, and no tower in which It had not glittered, and no gateway mac it nun noc adorned. Ab, It was a bold thing for Puul to stand there amid all tbat and say: "All this Is nothing. These sounds that come from the temple of Neptune are not music compared with the harmonies of whloh I speak; the?e waters rusning in tne Dasin ot Pyrene are not pure; these statues of Bac chus and Mercury are not exquisite; your citadel of Aerocorintbus is not strong corn- Dared with tbat wulon i oner to tbe poorest slave that pats down his burden at that brazen gate, xour uoriniuians mint tuis Is a splendid city; you think you have beard an sweet sounas ana seen an Beauti ful slpbts, but I tell you eye hath not seen nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man. tbe things, whloh Ood hath prepared for them tbat lorn Him. lou see my text sees lortn tne luea iui, however exalted oar Ideas of heaven, they eome far short ot tbe renltty. Some wise men bave been calculating bow many fur longs long and wide Is the new Jerusalem, and they have calculated how many Inhab itants there are on the earth, bow long the earth will probably stand, and then tbey eome to this estimate that after all the nations have been gathered to heaven there will be room for each soul, a room sixteen feet long and fifteen feet wide. It would not be large enough for you; It would not be large enough for me. I am glad to know that no human estimate Is sufficient to take the dimensions. "Eye bath not seen nor ear heard" or arithmeti cians calculated. I first remark that we can get no Idea of the health of heaven. When you were a child and you went ont in the morning, bow you bounded along tbe road or street. You bad never felt sorrow or sickness. Perhaps later you felt a glow In yourebeek and a spring in your step and an exuber ance of spirits and a clearness of eye that made you thank Ood you were permitted to live, Tbe nerves were harp strings, and tbe sunlight was a doxology, and the rus tling of tbe robes of a great crowd rising np to praise the Lord. You thought tbat you knew what it was to be well, but there is no perfect health on earth. Tbe dis eases of Dast generations came down to us. The airs that now float upon tbe earth are not like those which floated above Para dise. They are charged with imparities and distempers. The most elastic and ro bust health of earth, compared with tbat which those experience before whom tbe gates have been opened. Is nothing but sickness and emaciation. Look at tbat soul standing before the throne. On earth she was a lifelong Invalid. See ber step now and bear ber voice now. Catch, If you can, one breath of that celestial air. Health, in all tbe pulse, health of vision, healtn of spirits immor tal health. No racking oougb, no sharp Eleurlsles, no consuming fevers, no ex austlng pains, no hospitals of wounded men. Health swinging in the air; health flowing In all the streams; health bloom ing on tha banks. No bead aches, no side aches, no back aches. That child tbat died In tne agonies ot cronp, near ner voice now ringing In tbe anthem; tbat old man tbat went bowed down witb tba In firmities of age, see him walk now with the step of an immortal athlete, forever young again, Tbat night when tbe needlewoman fainted away in tbe garret a wave of tbe heavenly air resuscitated her forever. For everlasting years to have neither ache nor Eain nor weakness, nor fatlguel "Eye ath not seen It; ear hath not beard It." I remark farther that we can in this world get no just Idea of tbe splendors of heaven. John tries to describe them. He says "twelve gates are twelve pearls" and tbat "the foundations of the wall are garn ished with all manner ot precious stones." As we stand looking tbrough the telescope ot St John we see a blaze of amethyst and pearl;, and emerald and sardonyx and ebrysoprasus ani sapphire, a mountain of light, a cataract of color, a sea of glass and a city like tbe sun. John bids us look again, and we see thrones thrones ot the proph ets thrones of tbe patriarchs, thrones ot the angels, thrones of the apostles, thrones of tbe mnrtyrs. throne of Jesus, throne ot Ood. And we turn round to see the glory, and It is thrones, thrones, thrones! John bids us look again and see the great procession ot the redeemed passing. Jesus, on a white horse, leads tbe march. and all tbe armies ot heaven follow on white horses. Infinite cavalcade passing. passing; empires pressing Into line; ages following ages; dispensation tramping after dispensation: iclorv In tbe track ol glory; Europe, Aila, Africa, North and South A-nerlca pressing into lines, islands of tbe sea shoulder to sooulder; genera tions before the flood following genera tions after the flood, and as Jesus rises at tbe bead of that great host and waves His sword In signal of victory all crowns are lifted and all ensigns swung out and ail chimes rung and all halleluiahs chanted, and some cry, "Qlory to Ood most high I" and some, "Hosanna to tha son of David!" and some, "Worthy Is tha Lamb that slain!" till all exclamations of endearment and homage in tbe vocabulary ot heaven are exhausted and there comes np surge, after surge of "Amen! Ament and Amen!" "Eye bath not seen It; ear bath not heard It." Skim from tbe summer waters the brightest sparkles, and yoa will get no Idea ot the sheen of the everlasting sea. Pile np the splendors ot earthly cities, and they would not make a stepping stone by whloh yoa might mount to the city ot Ood. Every bouse is a palace; every bouse Is a triumph; every covering of the head a coronation; every meal Is a banquet; every stroke from the tower Is a wedding bell; every day Is a Jubilee, every hour a rap. tare and every moment an ecstasy. "Eye hath not seen It; ear hatn not heard It." I remark further we can get no Idea ot tbe reunions of heaven. If yoa have ever been across the seas and met a friend, or even an acquaintance. In some strange land, you remember how yoar blood thrilled and how glad you were to see blm. What will be our joy, after we have passei tbe seas of death, to meet In the bngb eltv of the Lord those from whom we have long been separated. After we bave teen away from oar friends ten or fifteen yeirt and we eome npon them we see how dif ferently they look. Their hair has turned, and wrinkles have come la tbelr face, and we say, "How yoa have changed!" But, oh, when we stand before tbe throne, all cares gone from the face, all murks of sorrow dlsappeare 1, and, feeling the joy ot that blessed land, metbiuks we will say to eaoh other, with an exultation we can not now imagine, . "How you bave changed!" A little child's mother had died, and they comforted her. They said: "Your mother has gone to heaven. Don't ery." And tbe next day they went to the grave yard, and they laid the body ot the mother down into the ground, and tbe little girl came up to the verge of the crave and, looking down, said: "Is this heaven?" We have no Idea what heaven is. It Is the grave here, it Is darkness here, but there Is merrymaking yonder. Hethlnks when a ionl arrives some angel takes It around ti how It tbe wondets of that blessed place. The nsher angel says to tbe newly arrived: "These are the martyrs that perished at Piedmont; these were torn to pieces at the Inquisition; this Is the throne of the great Jehovah; this is Jesus." "I am going to lee Jesns," said a dying boy; "I am going :oseeJesu?." Tbe missionary said- "You are sura you will see Him?" "Ob, yes; that's what I want to go to heaven for." "But," said the missionary, "suppose Jesus mould go away from heaven what then?" l should tollow him, said tne dying boy. But it Jesus went down to bell what then?" The dying boy thought for a mo nent and then snld, "Where Jesus is there jnn be no belli" Oh, to stand in bis pres. men! That will be heaven! Oh, to put our mnl Into that hand which was wounded or us on the cross, to go around amid the rronps of the redeemed and shake hands with the prophets and apostles and mar- :yrs and with our own dear beloved onesl fbat will be the great reuulon. We cannot mngine It now. Our loved ones seem so fur iway. Wben we are In trouble and lone iome, they don't seem to come tons. Wega )n to tbe banks of the Jordan and cull across to them, but tbey do not seem to bear. We say, "la lt well with the child. Is It well with the loved ones?" and we listen to Hear If any voice comes back over the waters! None, nonel Unbelief says, "They are dead, and they are annihilated," but, ilessed be Ood, we bave a Bible tbat tells is different. We open it, and we find tbey are neither dead nor annihilated, that they were never so much alive as now, tbat tbey are onlv waiting for our coming and thut we shall join tbera on the other side ot the river. Oh, glorious reunion, we cannot ;raspit now! "Eye bath not seeu.nor enr beard, neither have entered into the heart if man, the things which Ood hath pre pared for them that love Him." What a place of explanation it will bel I lee every day profound mysteries ot provt ience. There is no question we ank often jr than why? There are hundred of zraves In Greenwood and Laurel Hill that need to be explained. Hospitals for tbe blind and lame, asylums for tbe idiotic and Insane, almshouses for the destitute aud a world of pain and muWnrtuue that demand more than human solution. Ood will 3lear It all up. In the light thui pour.-) from the tbrone no dark mystery can live. Things now utterly Inscrutahle will be Hlwmtaed as plainly as thotiiti the an wer were written on tbe jasper wall or sounded In the temple anthem. Bnr tlmeus will thank God tbut be was blind and Joseph tbat be was cast Into the Dlt and Daniel tbat he denned with tbe .Ions and Paul that he was liump-aked and David that he was driven from Jeru lalem and that Invalid that for twenty years be oould not lift his head from the pillow, and tbat widow that she i such hard work to earn bread for her cull. Iron. The song will be all the grander for earth's weeping eyes and aching heads and ex hausted hands and scourged backs and martyred agonies. But we can get no Idea ot that anthem here. We appreciate tbe power of secular music, but do we ap preciate the power of sacred song? There Is nothing more Inspiring to me than a whole congregation lifted on the wave of holy melody. Wben we sing some of those iear old psalms and tunes, they rouse all the memories of the past. Why, some ot them were cradle songs In our father's bouse. They are all sparkllug with tbe oorulng dew of a thousand Christian Sab Oaths. They were song by brothers anil listers gone now, by voices tbat were aged and broken In tbe music, voices none the :ess sweet because they did tremble and sreak. When I hear these old songs snug. It teems as it all tbe old country meeting bouses joined In the chorus and city church and sailor's bethel and western cabins nu ll the whole continent lift- tbe Doxology and the scepters of eternity beat time In De music. Away then wttn your starvei ng tunes that chill the devotions of the laoctaary and make the people sit silent when Jesus Is marching on to victory, Wben generals some back from victorious wars, do we not obeer them and shout, Huzza, husza?" and when Jesus parses along in tbe conquest of the earth sball we not have for Him one loud, ringing sheer? AH bail the power ot Jesus's name! Let angels prostrate fall. Bring forth the royal diadem And crown Him Lord of all. But. my friends. If musla on earth Is s sweet what will It be ln heaven? Tbey al'. know the tune there. All tbe beat slugers of all the ages will join It, choirs ot white robed children, choirs of patriarchs, choirs ot apostles. Morning stars clapping their cymbals. Harpers with their harps. Oreat anthems ot Ood roll on, roll on, other em pires joining tbe harmony till tbe thrones are all full and the nations all saved. Anthem shall touch anthem, chorus join chorus, and all tbe sweet sounds of earth and heaven be poured Into the ear of Ulirist. David of the harp will be there. Gabriel of the trumpet will be there. Germany, re deemed, wilt pour Its deep, bass voice Into the song, and Africa will add to the munlc with ber matchless voices. 1 wlsn we could anticipate tbat song. I wish In our closing hymn to-day we might catcb an echo tbat slips from tbe gate. Wbo knows but tbst wben tne neaveuiy door opeus to day to let some soul through there may come forth the strain ot tbe jubllaut voices until we catch It? Ob, tbat as the song drops down from heaven lt mlxbt meet half way a song coining up from earth! Tbey rise for the doxology, all the multi tude of the blessed. Let us rise witb them. and so at this boar tbe joys of the eliiircli on earth and tbe Joys or tbe cnurc:i la heaven will mingle tbelr cbaii:es, and the dark apparel of our mourning will seem to Whiten Into the spotless raiment of the skies. Ood grart tbat through the mercy of our Lord Jesus we may oil get therel On a La rice Hcaie. First foreigner To get In with the Americans one has merely to Join a church. Second foreigner Did you do tbat? "Did I? Why, I belonged to a dozen." Life. Kf iu i n I ne I.nvtc. "Now, John, you know very web that If I don't get tbat botiuet I shall cry and worry myself into an attack of nervous prostration, and the doctor's bill will be ten times tbe price of the bonnet." A camel can easily carry a load of 1500 pounds. ( i I- . I i ) Pi ! 1"-. rv- ' i
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