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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.
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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.
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