THE CRY OF THE HEART. "I want some one to pity with me," "Come,pnrtDer.let us have oar walk," A tittle toddler orloa. Says an old man. bent and tried, As he looks tor a wee Joy-sharer, To the faithful dog,whose love he knows With tears in the olouaed eyes. Will never be denied. "I want some one to love me, The world is full of ohlidren, Some one to tell me so." Prom one to eighty-one, Be it heart of youth or maiden, Crying for loving comradeship, The wish is whispered low. The one thing 'neath the sun— "l want some one to talk with mi That satisfies the spirit, I am weary of being alone," And makes all else seem tame ; Is the silent eoh« in grandma's heart | Be it health, or wealth, or knowledge, For lave she makes her moan. Be it beauty, or wit, or fame. —Ellen Fracker Pratt, in Washington Star. 112 MUTINY ON A COOLIE SHIP. 1 i One of the Tragedies of a Branch j of the Slave Trade. h When slavery was abolished in the Brazils there sprang up to take its place a traffic hardly less accursed, the coolie trade. The coolie was a Chinaman who agreed to leave his country for a terui of years at stated wages, but after a while vessels were fitted out and dispatched to various islands in the Pacific and other seas, and thousands of natives were ab ducted and sold into perpetual slav ery. These abductod people also came to be called coolies. Soon after the trade opened the Chinese govern ment, which received so much for every coolie shipped away, began send ing off its offenders and malefactors along with honest laborers. Instead of giving a thief the bastinado he was sent to the coolie barracks; instead of lopping off the head of a pirate he was deported. Among every 500 coolies were at least 100 malefactors, and re volts at sea were of frequent occur rence. In the year 1808 seventeen vessels in the coolie trade were either burned at sea or captured by the na tives aboard, and in case of capture not a man was spared. Our ship, the Princess, of New York, was lying at Macao, south of Hong-Kong, in the fa'.l of 1868, when four different craft were loading with coolies at the same time. Macao was one of the great shipping points, and everything was carried on under the supervision of government officials. I saw a Brazilian brig take on 480 coolies, and a worse lot of men oould not possibly have been scraped to gether i'i any country. They were to be housed between decks, and the brig carried two cannon and ten soldiers to keep them in subjection. They must be looked after as sharply as convicts 1 on their way to Australia in the old j days of the penal settlements. This j brig, which was called the Don, got away a week ahead of us, and,through some blunder, with only a few of her water-casks tilled. She had head winds for five days, and we finally i overtook her before she had made SOO j miles on her long voyage. We sighted her as the wind was dying out oue af ternoon, and were carried down to ' within a mile of her before we lost eteerageway. We could make out her name with the glass, but even without that the odor which came across the ; water to on;'nostrils would have proved her a coolie ship. As our captain ob served, alter shuttiug up his glass and sniffing the air: "That smell would settle it if I ; was deaf, dumb ami blind and had no nose; she's a coolie!" It was about six o'clock, when we lost the breeze, and the crew knocked off for supper and spent the following three hours yarning and smoking. The brig was ull right, so far as we could observe, and we had no partic ular interest in watching her. About nine o'clock, however, we were all startled into sudden activity by a most horrible din from the coolie. It seemed as if two or three hundred voices were yelling in chorus, an 1 the sound did not cease until broken in upon by the reports of firearms. "I'll tell you exactly what's taking place on board that fellow," said the mate, who had been listening intently. "He's short ot water, a ul the wretches have been put upon half or quarter allowauce. They are suffering and desperate, and the crew have had to shoot down some of the leaders. I've seen 200 likely heathens go dead for the want of water, but they didn't die without making a tremendous ef fort to take the ship. We'll hear from that chap agaiu inside of an hour, aud I'll miss my plum duff if he isn't alongside of us before long bartering for fresh water." The mate was a prophet. In about half an hour there was another chorus of yells, shrieks and curses, and we plaiuly heard the rattle of chains. Three or four muskets were fired and all was quiet agaiu. But it wasn't yet 10 o'clock when the brig launched a boat, five men got into her, and in a very few minutes she was alongside, and a man who announced himself as the mate of the coolie was on deck. Everybody knew his errand. We bad plenty of fresh water, but would our captain spare him a siugle pint? Most sailors hated coolies as no other class did, and our cap lain ha 1 gone about that evening with round oaths falling off his lips to think that he had oue under his nose and was helpless. If he refused to spare the water the poor wretches would die; if he let it go they would be spared for a life of slavery. The man- who boarded us ■was a Spaniard, aud he had a surly countenance and disagreeable voice. He didn't beat about the b.ish at all, but walked up to our captain, who was standing stiffiy on the quarter-deck, touched his hat and said: "I'm mate of the brig yonder aud am seut to see if you can spare us a few casks of water. • Through a blun der we left Macao short, and we can't putin anywhere until we get a breeze." "i'ou ought to be ashamed of the business you are in!" exclaimed the captain, as he paced back aud forth. "Every man to his own idea," calmly replied the mate. "The maiu thing now is to get water for the heathens. If we don't get it, not oue of them will be alive by tomorrow night." Our caotain hung out for a while. While he hated to save the coolies to the profit of the traders, he was too merciful to be the indirect cause of their death, and he finally consented to spare five casks of water. Arrange ments for the transfer were being made when the furious hubbub of au hour before was repeated, only there was more savageness to it this time. It did not die away as beforo,but kept increasing iu intensity aud lasting so long that the mate leaped upon the rail aud looked toward the brig aud muttered: "The scoundrels are making a break at last! Why don't the men use the guns?" His words were followed by the reports of a dozen muskets, and they were still cracking away wheu some one stood on the rail of the brig and waved his hat in our direction. "The coolies a*-e loose!" exclaimed the mate as he made for his boat. "That signal is for me, but I'll return for the water aB soon as the outbreak is put down." He was off in a moment, and his men pulle 1 such a stroke that their boat was carried to the brig's side iu four or five minutes. She was run under the bows and the men scram bled up over the chains. We knew that the outbreak was serious, for the hubbub increased, and we could see the crew rushing wildly about. There was a continued pop of musketry, and we became so excited that every man iu the ship, cook included, hurritd aloft to look down upon the stranger's decks. As we lay broadside to each other, and the distance was so short, we could see all that took place. De spite the desperate efforts of the crew, tle coolies were finding their way on deck. They were shot aud clubbed and hacked, but thej' came faster than they could be taken care of, and in half an hour from the time the mate's boat left us, the Chinese had posses sion of at least one-half the brig. They got hold of some of the muskets and cutlasses, and they knew how to use the former as well as the sailors. The forward gratings were pried off and the hold emptied of its living cargo, aud durinif all this time there was fierce fighting in the waist of the brig. The coolies had no fear, and once loose their savage natures were thor oughly aroused. When they got pos session of half the vessel they cap tured the water-butt on deck, and we saw them dnukiug with the bullets Hying past their ears. The water seemed to add to their desperation,foi soon after getting possession of it a hundred or more made a grand rush, armed with every sort of weapon, and after a conflict of fiv§ minutes they had possession of the ship. Three of the crew saved their lives for the time being by running aloft, but all the others seemed to have been killed. You cannot suppose that we were quiet spectators of such a scea9. We wanted to be called away to help sup press the outbreak, but our captain hud a mortal hatred for coolies and uuuounced that he would not iuterfere iu the slightest. It cut us men, though,to see the crew making ati lit against sttch odds, and gradually fall ing back aud fighting to the last, with out getting our help. When the grand rush was made, aud the remuant of the crew driven aloft, a sort of groan went through our ship, aud more than one man muttered against our cap tain's policy. When the Chinese got full possession mauy of them drank sea water, and it was only a short time before a cask of rum was broached aud served out to all. When the vile stuff began to take ett'ect fuiy was let loose aboard the brig. Such a surging to and fro! Snch jabbering aud shout ing and screaming! The bodies of the dead sailors were stripped naked, kicked about the decks and mutilated in the most horrible mauuer,aud then flung overboard. At the very firs* splash we saw at least a dozen sharlA make for the spot, and after that their dorsal fins were cutting the water in every direction. As I told you before, three of the brig's crew escaped iustaut death by running aloft, where they were for the time forgotten. They went as high as they could go and concealed themselves as well as possible. They dared not shout to us, but they implore 1 us by gestures to come to their relief, and gave us to understand that the coolies supposed our bark to be loaded with Chinese also, and that we would be attacked in an effort to set them free. They also made it clear, the night being almost as light as day, that the fellows had a score of muskets, and we could easily understand that a ■harp cutlass in the bands of a des perate coolia would be a wicked weapon. "Down with yon, lads, and prepare to defend the ship with your lives," called the captain, and every man re sponded with alacrity. As we had no firearms of any con sequence, everything which eould be used as or weapon was speed ily gathered, and every utensil in which water conld be heated was placed on the stove in the cook's gal ley. We opened the midship-hatch and broke out of the cargo a lot of pressed brick which had been ordered by a contractor at Singapore. They weighed about five pounds each, and we piled up a thousand or more at different points on the deck. We were still handling the bricks when the Chi nese suddenly remembered the three sailors in the rigging of the brig, and eight or ten started uloft after them. The sailors called out to our captain for God's sake to come to their relief, and ho answered them tha our own position was so full of peril that he did not dare send off a boat. The coolies were very agile fellows, and as they drew near the sailors we saw the latter were preparing to leap into the sea. The idea was appalliug, not only on account of the great height, but those wicked dorsal fins were cutting the water about the brig in a way to make us shiver. The moment finally came when the first sailor dropped I from the end of a yard, and he was | speedily followed by his companions. I Each struck the water with an awful ; splash, went out of sight, and nothing further was seen of them. If they j were stunned by the fall so much the \ better. It was about 11 o'clock when the 1 coolies made ready to attack us. The ; brig had three boats which they could j get at, and each boat was crowded j with men. They had muskets, cut- i lasses, capstan-bars, belaying pins | and other weapons, and while they were making preparations they kept up a yelliug and whooping which [ would have done credit to Indians. Those who were to remain aboard | do lie I and taunted us and evidently ; considered us certain victims. I don't j think any man of us l'elt what people cull fear as we saw the thres boats j leave the brig and pull toward us, but | we could be forgiven for doubting j whether wo had strength to beat them off. The boats kept together, and it was evident that they meant to board on the same side. This was the better for us. Our bricks and other weapons were hastily moved, and while we were at this work the cuptaii stood on the rail and shouted to the coolies and warned them tokeepoff. The answer to this was a shot from a musket, and the bullet whistled so close to his head that ho lost no time in getting off the rail. Wo saw that we had got to tight, and we were as ready as we could be when they laid us aboard. Fortunately for us they had no strat egy about them, but the three boats pulled together for our bows aud hooked on iu a crowd. The bark had very high bulwarks, aud the Chinese, oven with their muskets, could do us no damage. We had but one poiut to defend, and a score of brickbats and a couple of pails of hot water took the sanil out of the crowd pretty quick. In three minutes after getting under our bows they realized that they had cut out a larger job than they could manage, aud they were a well-scalded set as they lot go aud pulled to the bsig. Three-fifths of the crowd had beeu left ou board, and the failure of the attuck was greeted with such yells as mortal man never heard before. The boats were not hauled up at all, aud the beaten coolies were no sooner aboard the brig thau a terrific tight took place, whicli did not stop until 25 1 or HO hud been knocked on the head aud fluuy over to the sharks. About | midnight the boats were tilled with men to attack us again, but there v.as a great jabbering aud gesticulating, aud the piau was fiuully abandoned. At 1 o'clock the calm was broken, though the bree/.e which reached us was a light one. The captaiu weighed all the circumstances iu his mind, no : doubt, aud he came to the conclusion that it was the best way for us to con tinue our voyage aud hope to fall in with a cruiser. The coolies set up a howl of veugeauce as we made sail, ' and that we could not have made friends with thetn was proved by the tire of musketry which they kept up until we were out of hearing. The brig was turning ro.iud and round ou her keel wheu last we saw her,aud some of the fellows were aloft trying to loosen the sails. Tnirty hours later we met H. M. y. Defiance, and gave her captain the brig's bearings, but it was a full year before I learned auy further particulars. After a cruise of a weok the man-of-war fouud the craft bottom up at sea, a long way from where we left her, with never a sigu of a human being, dead or alive, in her vicinity. She had probably been caught in a squall, and as the coolies knew nothiug of seamanship the brig had turned turtle aud drowned them to the last man.— i New York Sun. Depopulation of Ireland. In 1815 the decadence of Ireland began in earnest, audit has kept tip : ever since. In that year the popula- j tion was 8,295,0)1, the high water ; mark. On the 30th of last June it ! was 4,531,051, the lowest ever known. 1 While emigration has been robbing j the nation of its vigorous sous and daughters, the birth rate has been iu- ; sufficient to fill up the gaps thus made. The marriage rate has been j only 5.8 per 1000 at best for the last j ten years, while just now it is 0.3 j under the miserable figure. The I population decreased 13,084 between I the first of April and the last of June. It is estimated that in 17 years it will be only 4,000,000. —Victor Smith in New York Press. DR. TALMAGES SERMON. SUNDAY'S DISCOURSE 8Y THE NOTED DIVINE. Subject: Lay Hold of Chrlat—The Help- I illness of Religion In Fl(btln( Life's Battle—Be Bold For the Bight and Trust In the Son of Ood. [Copyright, Louis Klopsch. 1890.1 WASHINGTON, D. O.—ln this discourse Dr. Talmnge employs a very bold figure of the Bible to bring out the helpfulness of re ligion for all those In any kind of struggle. The text is Isaiah xxv., 11, "He shall spread forth his hands In the midst of them, as he tbat swlmmeth spreadeth forth his bands." In the summer season multitudes of peo pie wade Into tho pondß and lakes and rivers nnd seas to dive or float or swim. In a world the most of which is water all men and women should learn to swim. Some of you have learned the side stroke intro duced by George Pewters In 1850, euoh stroke of thut kind carrying the swimmer a distance of six feet, and some of you may use the overhand stroke Invented by Gar dener, the expert who by It won the 500 yard championship iu Munchester in 1862, the swimmer by that stroke carrying his arm In tbe air for a more lengthened reaoh, and some of you may tread the water as though you hud been made to walk the sea, but most of you usually take what Is oall ed the breast stroke, placing the bands with the backs upward, about five inches under the water, tbe inside of tbe wrists touching the breast, then pushing the arms forward coincident with the stroke of the feet struck out to the greutest width possible, and you thus unconsciously illus trate tho meaning of my text, "He shall spread forth his hands In the midst of them, us lie thut swimmeth spreadeth forth bis hands to swim." The flsberman seeks out unfrequented nooks. You stand all day on the bank of a river In the broiling sun and fling out your line nnd catch nothing, while an ex pert angler breaks through the jungle and goes by the shadow of the solitary rook and, In a place where no llsherman has beeu for ten years, throws out his line and comes home at night, his face shining and his basket full. I do not know why we ministers of the gospel need always be flshiug in tbe same stream und preaching from the tame texts that other people preach from. I cunnot understand the Eollcy of the minister who In Blackfrlars, ondon, England, every week for thirty years preached from the Epistle to the Hebrews. It is an exhllarution to me when I come across a theme whloh I feel no one else has treated, aud my text Is one of that kind. There are paths in God's word that are well benten by Christian feet. When men want to quote Scripture, they quote the old passages that every one has heard. When they wnnt a chapter read, they read a chapter thut all the other people have beeu reading, so thut the church to-day Is ignorant of three-fourths of the Bible. You go Into the Louvre at Paris. You confine yourself to ono corridor of that opulent gallery of paintings. As you come out your friend says to you, "Did you see that Ilembrandt?" "No." "Did you see that Bubens?" "No." "Did you see that Titian?" "No." "Did you see that Raph ael?" "No." "Well," says your frleud. "then you did not seethe Louvre." Now, my friends, I think we are too much apt to confine ourselves to oue of the great corri dors of Scripture truth, und so much so that there Is not oue person out of a mil lion who has ever noticed the all sugges tive and powerful picture in tho words of my text. This text represents God as a strong swimmer, striking out to push down iniq uity and save the souls of m*u. "He shull sprend forth his hands In the midst of tiiem, as he that swlmmeth spreadeth forth his hands to swim." The llgure is bold and many sided. Most of you know how to swim. Seme of you learued it In the city school, where this art Is taught; some of you lu boyhood, in the river near your father's house; some of you since you o'uine to manhood or womunhood, while sum mering on the beach of the sea. It is a good thing to Know how to swim, not only for yourself, but because you will after awhile perhaps have to help others. I do not know anything more stirring or sublime than to see some man like Normau McKenzlo leaping from the ship Madras Into the sea to save Charles Turner, who had dropped from the royal ynra while trying to loosen the sail, bringing him back to the deck amid the huzzas of tiie passen gers and crew. It n man has not enthusi asm though to clieor in such circum stances, he deserves himself to drop into the tea and huve no ono help him. The Royal Humane Society of England was es tablished in 1774, Its object to applaud and reward those w ho should pluck up life from the deep. Any one who has porforraed such u deed of daring has ull the partlcu lurs of that bravery recorded in a public recoril und on his breast a medal done In blue aud gold and bronze, unchorund mon ogram and Inscription, telling to future generations the bravery of tbe man or woman who saved some one from drown ing. But If It is such n worthy thing to save a body from the deep I ask you If it is not u worthier thing to save an Immortal Boul. Aud you shall see this hour the Son of God step forth for this achievement. "He shall spread forth his hands In the midst of them, as ho that swimmeth spreadeth forth his hnnds to swim." In order to understand the full force of this llgure, you need to realize that our race Is in a sinking condition. You some times hear people talking of what they consider the most beuutiful words in nil our language. One man says it Is "home," another says It Is the word "mother," an other says it the word "Josus," but I tell you the bitterest word in all our laugunge, the word most angry and baleful, tho word saturated with the most trouble, the word that accounts for all the loathsomeness and the pang and the outrago aud the har rowing, and that word Is "sin." You spell It with three letters, and yet those three letters describe the circumference and pierce the dlnmeter of everything bad In the universe. Sin Is a sibilant word. You cannot pronounce it without giving the slss of the flume or the hiss of the serpent. Sin! And then if you udd three letters to thut word it describes every one of us by nature—sinner. We have outraged the law of God, not occasionally, or now and then, but perpetually. The Bible declares It. Hark! It thunders two claps: "The heart Is deceitful above all things and des perately wicked." "Tbe soul that sinnetb. It shall die." What the Bible says our own conscience affirms. After Judge Morgan had sentenced Lady Jane Grey to death his conscience troubled him so much for the deed that ho became insane, and all through his insnnity he kept saying: "Tuko her away from me! Lady Jane Grey! Take her away! Lady Jane Grey!" it wns the voice of conscience. And no man ever does unythlng wrong, however great or small, but the conscience brings that matter before him, nnd ut every step of his misbehavior it says, "Wrong, wrong!" Sin Is a leprosy; sin Is a paralysis; sin Is a consumption, slu Is pollu tion; sin Is death. Give it a fair chance, audit will swamp you aud me, body, mind nnd soul, forever, in this world it only gives a taint Intimation of its virulence. You seo a patient in the first stages of ty phoid fever. Tbe cheek Is somewhat flushed, the hands somewhat hot, preceded by u slight chili. "Why," you say, "ty phoid fever does not seem to bo muoli of a disease." But wait until the patient has been six weeks uuder It. nnd all bis energies have been wrung out, and he is too weak to lift his little linger, and his Intellect gone, then you see the full havoc of the disease. Now, slu lu this world is an aliment which is only in Its first stages, but let It get under full sway, and it Is an all consuming typhoid. Ob, If we could see our unpardoned sins as God sees them, our teeth would chatter and our knees would knook together, and oar respiration would be choked, and our heart would break. If your sln» are unforgiveD, the) are bearing down on you, and you art sinking—(lnking away from happiness, sinking away from God, sinking away from everything tbat is good and blessed. Then what do we want? A swimmer—a Btrong swimmer, a swift swimmer! And blessed be God, In my text we have him announced. "He shall spread forth his bands in the midst of them, as he that swlmmeth stretchoth forth his hands to swim." You have noticed that whea a swimmer goes to rescue any one lie put* off his heavy apparel. He must not have any suoh impediment about him It he is going to do this great deed. And when Christ stepped forth to save us he shook off the SHndalsof heaven, and his feet were free, and then he stepped down into the wave of our transgressions, and it came up over his wounded feet, and It came above the spear stab in his side—aye, it dashed to the lacerated temple, the higti watet mark of anguish. Then, rising above tho flood, "He stretched forth his hands In the midst of them, as he that swlmmeth spread eth forth his hands to swim." If you have ever watched a swimmer, you notice that his whole body is brought into play. The arms nre flexed, the hands drive tho water back, tho knees are active, the head is thrown back to escape strangu lation, the wl.ole body is in propulsion. And when Christ sprang Into the deep to save us He threw His enl Iro nature Into it all His godhead, His omnlsctenoe. His good ness, His love, His omnipotence, head, heart, eyes, hands, feet. We wero far out on the sea and so deep down In tbo waves and so far out from the shore thut nothing short of an entire God could save us. Chi Ist leaped out for our rescue, saving, "Lo, I come to do thy will!" und all the surges of human and satunlc hate beat against Him, and those who watched Him from the gates of heaven feared He would go down under the waves and Instead of saving others would Himself perish; but, putting His breast to the fount and shak ing the surr from His locks, He came on and on until He is now within the reach of every one here, eye omniscient, heart infinite, arm omnipotent, mighty to save, even unto the uttermost. Oh, It was not half a God that trampled down bellowing Gennesaret; it was not a quarter of a God that mastered the de mons of Gadara; It was not two-thirds of a Qod that lifted up Lazarus into the arms of his overjoyed sisters; It was not a frag ment of a God who offered par-ion aud peace to all the race. No. This mighty swimmer threw his grandeur, his glory, bis might, his wisdom, his omnipotence und his eternity into this one act. It took both bands of God to save us—both feet. How do I prove it? On the oross wero not both hands nailed? On the cross were not both feet spiked? His entire nature involved In our redemption! If you have lived much by the water, you notice ulso that If any one is going out to the rescue of the drowning he must be Independent, self-reliant, able togo alone. There may be a time when he must spring out to save one, and he cannot get a life boat, and If he goes out and has not strength enough to bear himself up and bear unother up he will sink, and Instead of dragging one corpse out of the billows you will have two to drag out. When Christ sprang out into the sea to deliver us, He had no llie buoy. His Father did not help Him. Alone in the wine press, alone In the pang, alone In the darkness, alone on the mountain,alone In the seal Oh, If Hesaves us He shall havo all tho credit, for "there was none to help," no oar, no wing, no ladderl When Nathaniel Lyon fell in tho battle charge in front of his troops, he had a whole army to cheer him. AVhen Marshal Ney sprang into the contest and plunged In the spurs till the horse's flanks spurted blood, all France applauded him. But Jesus alone! "Of the people there wus none to help." "All forsook him und fled." Oli.it was not a flotilla that sailed down and saved us. It wus not a cluster of gondolas that came over the wave. It was one per son, Independent and alone, "spreading out His hands among us as a swimmer spreadeth forth Ills hands to swim." Behold, then, the spectacle of a drown ing soul and Christ the swimmer! I believe It was In 1948 when there were six English soldiers of tho Fifth fuslleers who wore hunglng to a capsized boat —a boat that hud beeu upset by a squall three miles from shore. It was Iu the night, but one man swam mightily for the beach, guided by the dark mountains that lifted their tops through the night. He cumo to tiieboach. He found a shoreman thut consented togo with him and save the other men, and they put out. It wns some time befote they could find the place where the men were, but ufter awhile they heard their crj, "Help, help!" and they bore down to them, und thoy saved them and brought them to shore. If you have been much by the water, you know very well that when one is In peril help must come very quickly, or it will be of no use. Ono minute inny decide every thing. Immediate help ttio man wants or no help at all. Now, that Is just tho kind of relief we want. Tho case Is urgent, Imminent, instantaneous. See that soul sinking! Son of God, lay hold of him. Bo quick, be quick! Oh, I wish you all understood how urgent this gospel Is. There was a man In the navy ut sea who had been severoly whipped for bad bohavlor, and he was maddened by it and leaped into the sea, nnd no sooner hud be leuped into the sea thun, quiek as lightning, an albatross swooped upon him. The drowning man, brought to his senses, seized hold of the albatross and held on. The fluttering of tho bird kept him ou the wave until relief could come. Would no .v that the dove of God's conviotlng, convert ing and savtng spirits might flush from the throne upon your soul nnd that you, tak ing hold of Its potent wing, might live aud live forever. The world has had strojg swimmers be sides the one of the text, perhaps tho grentest among them Matthew Webb, oft lie British mercantile marine servloe. He leaped from the deck of the Russia, the Cuu ard steamer, to save the life of a sailor who hud fallen overboard. No wonder the passengers subscribed for him a largo re ward and the Royul Humane Society of London decorated him with honors. A mighty swimmer was he, by the strength of his own arm and foot pushing through the waters from Bluckwull pier to Graves ond pier, eighteen miles, and from Dover to Calais. 89 miles, where he orossed, yet he was drowued ut last In our Niagara's whirlpool. But tho strong swimmer of my text put out alone to swim a wrutbior seu and for vaster distance, even from world to world, to save us who wero swamped In guilt and woe, nnd brought us to the shore of safety, although He at last went down luto the whirlpool of human und satuulc rage. "He descended into hell!" New modes have been inventod for res cuing u drowning body, but there has beeu no new Invention for re.-oulng a drowning soul. In 1785 Llouel Lukln, a London coach builder, fitted up u Norway yawl as a lifeboat and called it tho insubmerglble, and that has beeu improved upon until from all the coasts of the round world per fect lifeboats are ready to put out for tho relief of marine disasters. In sixteen years tile French Society For Having Life From Shipwreck saved 2129 lives. The Ger man Association For the Rescue of Life Froin Shipwreck, the Royal Na tion Lifeboat institution und out United Stutes life saving service have done u work beyond the power of statistics to commemorate. What rooket lines and sling life buoys aud tally boards and mortars and hammocks and aork mat tresses and life saving stations filled with machinery for saving tho bodies of the drowntug! But let me herd aud now make It plaiu that there has beeu no uewwuy In vented for the moral and eternal rescue of a struggling soul. Five hundred attempts at such contrlvunce have beeu made, but all of them dead failures. Hear It! "There Is none other name uuder heaven glveu among men whereby wo must be saved" than the name ol Jesus. THE GREAT DESTROYER. SOME STARTLING FACTS ABOI 112 THE VICE) OF INTEMPERANCE. ".r-'or Bale"—Work of American Wlialon arles in Combatting the Drink KTII In India—They Have Wrought a Mote worthy Chance In Pnblic Sentiment "For salel A good saloon—line business place- Good will Included too, Its worth to laudl Here's a rare snap—lf wise von'll eatch It up; Reason for selling out—l go abroadl" « • ♦ A "good saloon''—whence came this aspect rare? "Vine place for business"—aye, 'lis on the way Hie tolling masses pass, when homeward bound— A trap, devised to make the weak Up preyl 4 '*k snap?" for whom? Who gather* up this pelt Through dally tram's of this dally wage? Is It the sufferlug wife and helpless babe. Or sorrowing mother, bowed by grief and age? Going abroad!" To seek luxurious east*, With coffers filled, regardless of Its cost To countless lives, by a base traffic wrecked, And countless souls, perchance, forevei lost! And yet, "the powers that be" hol l slack ened rein. Nor check the rum-flend that enslaves tho low— Ilobs homes of want—builds up the bloated base, And mocks at sighs and tears of helpless woel "For salel" Can gold thus gotten move that load — The prayers, groans, curses of the hearts It broke? Can foreign scenes efface a sin :ursed past, Or heaven's just retributive laws revoke? —L. 8. Harris, in New York Observer. The Missionaries and Temperance. The fact of the advance of total absti nence among the missionary body In India received striking confirmation it a dinner party on the Queen's birthday, given by the collector of the district, when of the nine missionary guests present all drank to the health of her majesty In cold water. The circumstance occasioned surprise, and was the subject of much comment by the kind host and Ills civilian friends. It is rare to llnd a missionary of any nationality In India to-day who takes liquor in any form, except for medicinal purposes. Even the German brethren, who indulge In their beer at home, do not make a practice, we aretold, of using It in India. The change of sentiment In this matter during the last j quarter of a century has been most ! marked. It is noteworthy that the Ameri can missionaries had the honor of being j tho pioneers in bringing about so desira ! ble a result. There was a time when they j were looked upon as extremists and fanat ics by the other missionaries of other na ' tionalities, and were subjected to no little ridicule. A Arm, uncompr imising attitude has had its effect. The influeuce on the native church has likewise been whole some. The vice of intemperance has un j doubtedly decteased among native Chris | tians of Madras during the last twenty-live years when we consider their numerical growth during the same period. Not that the drinking habit has by any means been entirely abandoued; but it is not the re proach of the community that it once was. It is u matter of rejoicing that our own mission lias taken an unflinching stand from the ilrst on this question.- -Mangla ; Vasanam (India). "The Poor Man's Club." The Rev. Walter B. Vassar writes as fol lows in tile Pittsburg Christian Advocate: Thesoclal side of the saloon Is the deadliest and most dangerous phase of il. Just at i the most dangerous period in a young man's life, when he is apt to form false no tions of the restraints of home, the saloons open their doors and bid him enter. The estimate Is made that ninety per cent of all drink-cursed lives began the career of i the drunkard at the bar of the saloon. Very strangely, we think, there are some who, with a false pity for the poor, are will ing to uphold It for the sake of making what Is called a "club"for the lowly. If a tree may be known by its fruits, we may not be charged with bearing false witness when we say the institution which Is the ren lezvous of crooks, which is the center ' of ev«ry influence which makes for the de moralization of civil government, which makes it impossible to pass sufficient laws for civic righteousness, has no right to live. He who condones Its presence in a com | inuuity is either blind to lis effect or mor ! ally on a level with it. Danger in the Nip. | One of the surest ways of ending one's days in a madhouse Is tostimulatea fagged brain by constant "nips" of spirits. Over | indulgence in spirits injures the memory to ' an incredible degree. In years gone by no i person who was known to be of iutemper j ate habits was permitted to appear as a 1 witness in the Spanish Courts of Justice, the authorities maintaining that aleohoi . isin was so prejudicial to the brain that It was unsafe to accept the testimony of au inebriate. There Is a singular instance on record of a merchant who grew so accus tomed to jogging his brain by brandy drink ing that unless he could procur» a "nip" he was utterly unable to work. Needless to say, he generally left his office in a state of intoxication. The day that Ills brain eollapsed he went home and Insisted on putting every member of his family to bed, under the Impression that they, too, had drunk not wisely, but too well. Science Must Not Claim Too Much. It is well that science has come to the aid of temperauce. But science canuct win the battle aloue. To say that alcohol acts so and so upon the body makes no impressiou upon the average mind. He needs the ap peal to the heart. He needs the burning words of women who have felt, and the im passioned appeal of the reformed. Ho needs the recital of the sufferings of those whom the drink traffic has damned. The country needs a new campaign of soul stlrring song and speeches freed from everything save the need of immediate de cision agalust the whisky devil—i'lio Up worth Herald. Don't Treat. Tho Omaha World-Herald preaches nn editorial sermon on "non-treating clubs," und says, among other things: "The treating habit Is responsible for the bulk of intemperance in this country. Nc oue has ever yet been able to explain why it is considered the right tiling to lineup to a bar and drink on Invitations merely because somo friend has extended tho In vitation." The Crusade In Brief. finloons are sin and disease breeders, but, while our Board of Health tacks up notices of contagious disease, the Board of Excise tacks up a license to sell drunken ness. Medical science Is more and more dis posed to eschew the me of alcohol in the treatment of disease because other reme dies, most of them po'sons, are safer and more effective. Among the liberal bequests of tho lat« Robert C. Billings, of Boston, was one ol #OO,OOO to tho Institute of Technology fot tho assistance of students who do uot use liquor or tobacoo
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