The man behind the gun is espe
cially dangerous v/hen the hunting
season opens.
.Surgeons are doing wonderful
.Mings. In France they have supplied
i patient with an artificial larynx
which can never feel fatigue. What
i campaign orator he will be!
Says the Galveston Daly News:
'The demand for horses increases,
ind the field for usefulness so long
aeld by the 'faithful friend of man
appears to be growing broader in
spite of a cloud of competitors."
Times. —But after all the marvel
lous thing is that what seemed so suro>
!.o happen has not come true, but
China, instead of being destroyed
ind divided, is today stronger as a
political proposition than she has ever
been in modern history.
The largest educational event of the
year is Andrew Carnegie's gift to
Pittsburg of a groat polytechnic in
stitute, at a cost of $33,000,000, in
cluding an endowment of $25,000,000
This will far exceed the largest en
dowment of any American university
sr college excepting only Girard.
London has started a movement
against blinkers for horses, which in
most cases are useless and harmful
to the sight of the animals. Most oi
the great railroad companies and one
of the tramway lines have done away
with them, so that now, it is stated,
30,000 horses are working without
blinkers.
Germany is beginning to object to
the number of foreign students in her
universities and technical schools. The
latter have protested that something
must be done to keep foreigners out,
as out of 11,311 students in technical
high schools in 1900, 2017, or more than
a sixth, were foreigners and of these
S9G were Russians.
Within a year, reports say, more
than 100 mountain climbers have lost
their lives in the Alps. Is it now ad
visable for the local authorities to ex
ercise a proper supervision over par
ties which attempt dangerous ascents,
and see to it that they are suitably
equipped and employ a sufficient num
br of competent guides? Such precau
tions would seem to be only reason
able.
An anti-duelling conference has been
held in Leipsic. It ought not to be
necessary even at the outset of this
new century, to hold councils and con
gresses. meetings and debates and dis
cussions with respect to so detestable
a practice as that of the duel. The
folly, the unfairness, the contemptibilc
nature of such encounters were ex
posed to the scorn of all intelligent
persons generations ago.
The exemption of Cuban cities, es
pecially Havana, from the ravages ol
yellow fever means a great deal tc
the people of the United States, whe
have suffered so much from the dis
ease introduced from Cuba. Since
American sanitation has shown by elo
quent example that it is possible tc
stamp out yellow fever in Cuba the
United States will doubtless insist
that it shall be kept out after the
American occupation ceases. It is onlj
a question of care and money, and il
is worth much more than it costs.
A series of experiments are to b>.
undertaken in the Chicago hospital
school to determine the kind of food
most conducive to the physical and
mental growth of children. These ex
periments have been suggested by ob
servations made upon the condition o(
boys and girls coming to the hospital
for treatment and education. It has
become the firm conviction of the
dean of the school that lack of ob
servation, attention and concentra
tion, defective memory and self-con
trol and a number of other unfavor
able conditions in children are due
largely to improper nutrition.
A story with no love interest at aV
would be no new experiment. The
greatest thing in this line in our lan
guage is "Robinson Crusoe," dear tc
the hearts of the youth of every frest
generation. And the "professors ol
literature," those queer and solemr
fogies who want to put everything intc
its proper pigeon-hole of classification
while pointing out the influence that
this "immortal classic" had on the de
velopment. of the novel, are careful tc
exclude it from the list of novels be
cause of the absence of the eternai
feminine. In a later day Robert Louis
Stevenson showed tn "Treasure Is
land," a book for boy«s. young and old
In "Kidnapped" and"The Wrecker,'
that he could keep his readers awake
and interested without dragging in the
usual feminine complication, remark.'
'lie New York Sun.
I IN THE HANDS OF THE MAFIA. J
People will tell you that the days
of romance are gone, never to return;
but my strange experience In Venice,
in the winter season of 1894, changed
my opinion on the subject once aud
for all.
I had at that time a business com
mission in the larger towns of Italy,
and from Verona 1 was going onto
Venice. In my compartment was a
young Italian—a rather nasty looking
fellow, clad in a curious green travel
ing cloak. We did not speak to one
another, and as it was very cold, I
curled myself up in my corner and
wont to sleep, wishing inwardly that
1 had had the forethought to bring a
nice warm overcoat with me like that
of my companion.
When 1 awoke we were apparently
nearing Venice, and I was the only
occupant of the carriage. Where the
Italian had got out I did not know,
nut, curiously enough, he had left
his cloak behind him. It was a new
garment, warmly lined, and I slipped
It. over my shoulders, intending to
hand it over to the officials at Venice.
Ten minutes later the train steamed
into the station, and I tumbled out to
look after my luggage. There were a
3ood many people in the train, and in
my eagerness I quite forgot that I was
wearing a cloak which did not belong
to me, and which I ought to hand over
forthwith to the lost property office.
Outside the station there were the
usual crowds of persuasive gondoliers
plying for hire, and the whole scene
was one of bustle and confusion. It
was now late at night, and the lights
of the station, reflected in the inky
black water, had a •weirdly pictur
esque effect. Presently a gondolier
came toward me, gave me a searching
glance which took me in from head
to foot, and then inquired, with a
courtly bow, if ho might have the
honor of taking the signor to his
hotel. I signified my assent, and in
a few moments my few belongings
and myself were more or less snugly
stowed away. With a few strokes
my gondolier drew clear of the crowd
at the station, and we were presently
gliding down the broad bosom of the
Grand Canal.
The night was cold, and there was
a kind of damp frostiness in the bit
ing wind which sighed across the la
goon. Instinctively I drew my cloak
closely round me, and then realiltzed
with a jerk that I had quite forgotten
to deliver it to the railway officials.
"How forgetful of me." I thought.
"But, never mind! I will send a mes
senger from the hotel with it to
morrow morning."
The ancient palazzo, now turned in
to a plebeian hotel, at which
I had engaged rooms, was
situated on a side canal some
little distance from the Grand
Canal, and we were presently thread
ing a maze of narrow waterways,
lit only by twinkling lamps which
threw straggling lines of light across
the inky water. Everything was ab
solutely quiet, for Venice is indeed
i silent city when night falls on the
se'ene. Occasionally, but very rarely,
a gondola would cross our path, and
every now and then there came the
monotonous chant of my gondolier, as
we neared a point where the canal
branched off. "Sa sta!" he would
chant, as we turned to the right; "sa
premi!" as we dived into some devious
waterway to the left; while if we were
keeping straight on, "lungo eh!"
rolled across the water from his lips.
It seemed to me that we were
taking rather a long time to reach the
hotel, but as I not been in Venice be
fore, I did not like to say anything.
Presently, however, the gondola ran
alongside a sort of decayed stono
quay, above which towered a closely
shuttered house, evidently of con
siderable antiquity.
"Surely this is not the Hotel ?"
I cried, in surprise; "it looks more
like a dungeon."
The gondolier bowed low. "Tt is
not, signor," he said; " the hotel in
down the passage on the left, and I
will do myself the pleasure of con
ducting your excellency thither."
He stepped off the gondola, tossed
a loop of rope over a stone projec
tion, and led me toward a narrow pas
sage, which I had not noticed. At
the far end of this alley I saw a
twinkling oil lamp, which my guide
assured me was the light of the Hotel
Suddenly, without the slightest
warning, I felt something slipped over
my head. I heard a few muttered
commands, and then I felt myself
being carried by strong arms.
1 could not see. I could hardly
breathe; but I realized at once that
I was the victim of an outrage. And
the memory of all the crimes which
have occurred in this vast network
of silent waterways and ancient
houses surged into my brain until I
felt sick with terror.
Presently I was laid down, none
too gently, on a bench. Then come
the shutting of a door, and silence.
I tried to rise to my feet, but during
the brief period I had been carried
ilong my captors had contrived to
oind me, so that I now found it im
possible to move My thoughts at
this time were none too pleasant. I
realized that if I never left my prison
alive no one would be very much the
iviser, and the reflection did not make
me feel any more comfortable.
I was not left to myself for long.
Presently I heard footsteps close to
me. the cover over my head was inn
off, my footstraps removed, and J
was led from tha room by a wierd
looking figure in a mask and hood
lie bore an uncomfortable lesem
blance to a member of the Spanish
Inquisition.
We emerged Into a bril'iantlj'
lighted room, filled to overflowing
with men, all clad In the same som
ber garb of mask and hood. As my
gaoler drew me in a kind of muffled
roar went up from the assembly, and
those nearest to me shook their fists
in my face. Suddenly a tall man at
the far end of the room moved toward
me, the others making way for him
respectfully.
For a moment he gazed earnestly
into my face. Then he turned angrilv
to my gaoler. "What, in the name ol
heaven, does this mean?" he hissed.
"You have brought the wrong man!"
Instantly consternation reigned in
the room, and everybody crowded
round to examine me, while the gaolei
tried to explain things. Up to this
moment I had been more or less in a
dream —the rapidity with which
events succeeded one another had
confused me—but now I found my
tongue.
"I do not know what is the meaning
of the outrage to which I have been
subjected." I said; "but if you have
any doubts as to my identity I may
tell you at once that I am an English
man, Charles Raymond by name, and
I have come from Verona today. 1
have papers in my pockets to prove
it."
The leader heard me out, then he
beckoned to me to follow him. Me
chanically I obeyed, and he led mo
into a small ante-room. Then he
turned to me. "Sir," he said, in most
excellent English, "we owe you a
profound apology, and also an ex
planation. But, first of all, will you
tell me hqw it is that you are wear
ing that green cloak?"
In a few words I explained how
I came to be possessed of the coat.
The eyes behind the mask smiled.
"Yes," he said, "I see now how the
whole thing has happened. We were
on the lookout for a member of out
society—a member who has violated
his commands. He was known only to
the members of our inner circle, but
our humble instruments were told to
look out lor a man in a green cloak
and to bring him hither. I much re
gret that you should have been the
victim of so unfortunate a mistake.
It is a pity, too. that the traitor has
temporarily escaped us: he must havo
received a warning. At what point
did you say he left the train?"
I told him as nearly as possible,
and he nodded gravely. "It is of little
moment," he said; "the scoundrel will
not get far."
"And now," continued my mys
terious interlocutor, "1 can see you are
eaten up with curiosity as to who and
what we are. Is it not so? I thought
so! But, unfortunately, I am not at
liberty to tell you anything. I want
you now to give me your solemn
promise, on your honor as an English
man, to say nothing to any person
in Venice of your adventure of to
night. I know you English: and 1
know that if you pass your word you
will keep it. Having given me this
promise, you shall be conveyed to
your hotel without delay, and we shall
be happy to recompense you for the
inconvenience we have caused you."
The politeness of the man —he was
evidently a gentleman to his finger
tips—fascinated me, and I gave my
parole quite willingly. Forthwith,
with a few words of apology, he placed
the covering over my head again and
led me out through the main room to
the ancient quay on which I had first
landed, and so into the gondola.
"'Farewell, Signor Raymond," ho
said; "I rely on you." Then, in a
whisper: "It is not every one who
enters the judgment hall of the Mafia
and leaves it alive!"
Ten minutes later my gondolier re
moved the cloak from my head and
took the strap off my wrists. Three
minutes afterward he dumped mo
and my baggage down on the broad
steps of the hotel, and, with a couple
of sweeping strokes, vanished into
the night. The landlord of the hotel
was in a mild state of wonderment
as to where I had been, but, mindful
of my promise, I told him nothing,
and tumbled off to bed as soon as
possible. As I was undressing an en
velope fell out of my side pocket, and,
on picking it up, I found enclosed
Italian bank notes to the value of
250 lire —roughly £lO. There was
nouiing else in the envelope, and 1
could only surmise that the 'n-oney
had been slipped into my pocket by
way of compensation for my weird
adventure.
One thing more. Two days later 1
was chatting with a merchant in his
office close to the Rialto when my
eye caught a paragraph in an Italian
paper on his desk. It was very brief
It simply recounted how a man, un
known, who had been arrested foi
vagrancy, had been found stabbed tc
the heart in the jail at Verona. The
dagger with which he had been killed
bore an inscription which showed be
yond a doubt that the deed was the
work of the dreaded Mafia.
The merchant saw the paragraph
and shuddered. "Fancy being killed
even in a prison cell," lie said. No
one can escape the Mafia!"
And I shuddered with him.—The
Traveler.
The average cost of horseflesh in
France is five cents a pound. Two
and one-half million pounds ara
eaten vearly.
DR. TALMAGES SERMON
SUNDAY'S DISCOURSE BY THE NOTED
DIVINE.
Subject: Dreams They Are the Avenue
Through Which <iuil fins Again UII<I
Again Marched 17|ion tl>n Human Soul—
l'roufof Immortality Warned by Oo(l
A\ ASHIXOTOX, D. C.—ln this discourse
Dr. Talmage discusses a much talked of
subject, and one in which all are inter
ested. The text is Joel ii, 2S: "I will pour
out My spirit upon all flesh. Your old
men shall dream dreams, your young men
shall see visions."
In this photograph of the millennium
the dream is lifted into great conspicuity.
You may say of a dream that it is a noc
turnal fantasia, or that it is the absurd
combination of waking thoughts, and with
a slur of intonation you may say, "It is
only a dream," but God has honored the
dream by making it the avenue through
Which again and again He has marched
upon the human soul, decided the fate of
nations, and changed the course of the
world's history. God appeared in a dream
to Abimelech, warning liiin against an un
lawful marriage; in a dream to .Jacob, an
nouncing by the ladder set against the
sky full of angels, the communication be
tween earth and heaven; in a dream to
Joseph, foretelling his coniingpower under
the figure of all the sheaves of the harvest
bowing down to his sheaf; to the chief
butler, foretelling his disimprisonment; to
the chief baker, announcing his decapita
tion; to Pharaoh, showing him first the
seven famine struck years, under the
figure of the seven lean cows devouring
the seven fat cows; to Solomon, giving
him the choice between wisdom and
riches and honor; to a warrior, under the
figure of a barley cake smiting down a
tent, encouraging Gideon in his battle
against the Midianites; to Nebuchadnez
zar, under the figure of a broken image
and a hewn down tree, foretelling the over
throw of his power; to Joseph, of the
New Testament, announcing the birth of
Christ in liis own household, and again
bidding him fly from Herodie persecutions;
to Pilate's wife, warning him not to be
come complicated with the judicial over
throw of Christ.
We all admit that God in ancient times
and under Bible dispensation addressed
the people through dreams. The question
now is. docs God appear in our day and
reveal Himself through dreams? That is
the question everybody as'ts, and that
question I will try to answer. You ask mo
if 1 believe in dreams. My answer is ( I
do, but all I have to say will be under live
heads.
Remark the First—The Scriptures are
so full of revelation from God that if we
get no communication from Him in dreams
we ought, nevertheless, to be satisfied.
With twenty guidebooks to tell you how
to get to New York or Pittsburg or Eon
don or Glasgow or Manchester do you
want a night vision to tell you how to
make the journey? We have in this
Scripture full direction in regard to tha
journey of this life and how to get to the
celestial city, and with this grand guide-'
book, this' magnificent directory, we
ought to be satisfied. 1 have more faith
in a decision to which I come when 1 am
wide awake than when 1 am sound asleep.
I havo noticed that those who give a great
deal of their time to studying dreams get
their brains addled. They are very anx
ious to remember what they dreamed
about the first night they slept in a new
house. If in their dream they take the
hand of a corpse they are going to die.
If they dream of a garden it means a sep
ulcher. If something turns out according
to a night vision, they say: "Well, I am
not surprised; I dreamed it." If it turns
out different from the night vision, they
say, "Well, dreams go by contraries." In
their efforts to put their dreams into
rhythm they put their waking thoughts
into discord. Now, the Bible is so full of
revelation that we ought to be satisfied
if we get no further revelation.
Sound sleep received great honor when
Adam slept so extraordinarily that the
surgical incision which gave him Eve did
not wake him, but there is no such need
for extraordinary slumber now, and he
who catches an Eve must needs be wide
awake! No need of such a dream as
Jacob had, with a ladder against the sky,
when ten thousand times it has been dem
onstrated that earth and heaven are in
communication. No such dream needed as
that which was given to Abimelech, warn
ing him against an unlawful marriage,
when we have the records of the county
clerk's office. No need of such a dream as
was given to I'haroah about the seven
years of famine, for now the seasons
march in regular procession and steamer
and rail train carry breadstuff's to every
famine struck nation. No need of a dream
like that which encouraged Gideon, for all
through Christendom it is announced and
acknowledged and demonstrated that
righteousness sooner or later will get the
victory.
If tlicrc should come about a crisis in
your life upon which the Bible does not
seem to be sufficiently specific goto God
in prayer, and you will act especial direc
tion. I have " more faith ninety-nine
times out of a hundred in directions given
you with the Bible in your lap and your
thoughts uplifted in prayer to God than in
all the information you will get uncon
scious on your pillow.
I can very easily understand why the
Babylonians and the Egyptians, with no
Bible, should put so much stress on dreams,
and the Chinese in their holy book. Chow
King, should think their emperor gets his
directions through dreams from God, and
that Homer should think that all dreams
came from Jove, and that in ancient times
dreams were classified into a science, but
why do you and 1 put so much stress upon
dreams when we have a supernal book of
infinite wisdom on all subject*.? Why
should we harrv ourselves with dreams?
Why should Eddystone and Barnegat
lighthouses question a summer P.relly?
Remark the Second—All dreams have an
important meaning. They prove that the
soul is comparatively independent of the
body. The eyes are closed, the senses arc
dull, the entire body goes into a lethargy
which in all languages is used as a type of
death, and then the soul spreads its wing
and never sleeps. It leaps the Atlantic
Ocean and mingles in scenes 3000 miles
away. Tt travels great reaches of time,
flashes back eighty yearn, and the octoge
narian is a boy again in his father's house.
If the soul before it has entirely broken its
chain of flesh can do all this, liow far can
it leap, what circles can it cut when it is
fully liberated? Evert dream, whether
agreeable or harassing, whether sunshiny
or tempestuous, means so jnuch that, ris
ing from your couch, you ought to kneel
down and sav: "0 God. am I immortal?
Whence? Whither? Two natures. My
poul caged now —what when the door of
tlie cage is opened? If my soul can flv so
far in the few hours in which my body is
asleep in the night, how far can it fly
when my body sleeps the long sleep of the
grave?" Oh, this power to dream, lion
startling, how overwhelming! Immortal!
immortal!
Remark the Third—The vast majority
of fireams nre merely the result of dis
turbed physieial condition, and arc not a
supernatural message. Job had carbuncles
and he was scared in the night. He savs,
"Thou scarest me with dreams and tcrri
fiest me with visions." Solomon had an
overwrought brain, overwrought with pub
lic business, and he suffered from erratic
slumber, and he writes in Ecclesiastes,
"A dream eometh through the multitude
of business." Dr. Gregory, in experiment
ing with dreams, found that a bottle of
hot water put to his feet while in slumber
made him think he was going up the hot
sides of Mount Etna. Another morbid
physician, experimenting with dreams, his
feet uncovered through sleep, thought he
was riding in an Alpine diligence. But a
jvcat many dreams are merely narcotic
disturbance. Anything that you nee while
under the influence of chlor.il or brandy
or hasheesh or laudanum is not a revela
tion from God.
The learned Do Quincey did not ascribe
to divine communication what he Raw in
tleep, opium saturated, dreams which he
afterward described in tlie following
words: "I was worshiped. I was sacri
ficed, I fled from the wrath of Brahma,
through all the forests of Asia. Vishnu
hated me. Sceva laid in wait for me. I
came suddenly upon Isis and Osiris. I had
done a deed, they said, that made the
crocodiles tremble. I was buried for a
thousand years in stone coffins, with mum
ini%s and sphinxes in narrow chambers at
the heart of eternal pyramids. I was
kissed with the cancerous kiss of croco
diles and lay confounded with unutterable
slimy things among wreathy and Nilotic
mud."
Do not mistake narcotic disturbance for
divine revelation. Hut I have to tell you
that the majority of the dreams are mere
ly the penalty of outraged digestive or
gans, and you have no right to mistake
the nightmare for heavenly revelation.
Late suppers are a warranty deed for bad
dreams. Highly spiced salads at 11 o'clock
at night, instead of opening the door
heavenward, open the door infernal and
diabolical. You outrage natural law, and
you insult the God who made those laws.
It takes from three to five hours to digest
food, and you have no right to keep your
digestive organs in struggle when the rest
of your body is in somnolence. The gen
eral rule is eat nothing after 6 o'clock at
night, retire at 10, sleep on your right
side, keep the window open five inches for
ventilation, and other worlds will not dis
turb you much. By physical maltreatment
you take the ladder that .laeob saw in his
dream, and you lower it to tlie nether
world, allowing the ascent of the demoni
acal. Dreams are midnight dyspepsia. An
unregulated desire for something to eat
ruined the race in paradise, and an unreg
ulated desire for something to eat keeps it
ruined. The world during 0000 years has
tried in vain to digest that first apple.
The world will not be evangelized until
we get rid of a dyspeptic Christianity.
Healthy people do not want the cadaver
ous and sleepy thing that some people call
religion. They want a religion that lives
regularly by day and sleeps soundly by
night. If through trouble or coming on of
old age or exhaustion of Christian service
you cannot sleep well, then you mnv ex
pert, from God "songs in the night.' v but
there are no blessed communication.? to
those who willingly surrender to indigesti-
Hes. Napoleon's army at Leipsic, Dres
den and Borodino came near being de
stroyed through the disturbed gastric
juices of its commander. That is the way
you have lost some of your battles.
All dreams that malce you better are
from God. How do I know it? Is not
God the source of all good? It does not
take a very logical mind to argue that out.
Tertullian and Martin Luther believed in
dreams. The dreams of John HUBS are im
mortal. St. Augustine, the Christian
father. givei us the fact that a Carthage
nian physician was persuaded of the im
mortality of the soul by an argument
which he heard in a dream. The night be
fore his assassination the wife of Julius
Caesar dreamed that her husband fell
dead across her lap.
Furthermore, I have to say that there
are people who were converted to God
through a dream. The Rev. John New
ton, the fame of whose piety fills all Chris
tendom, while a profligate sailor on ship
board, in his dream thought that a being
approached him and gave him a very beau
tiful ring and put it upon his finger and
said to him: "As long as you wear that
ring you will be prospered. If you lose
that ring you will be ruined." In the same
dream another personage appeared and
bv a strange infatuation persuaded John
Newton to throw overboard that ring, and
it sank into the sea. Then the mountains
in sight were full of fire, anil the air was
was lurid with consuming wrath. While
John Newton was repenting of his folly in
having thrown overboard the treasure an
other personage came through the dream
and told John Newton he would plunge
into the sea and bring that ring up if he
desired it. He plunged into the sea and
brought it up and said to John Newton,
"Here is that gem, but I think I will keep
it for von lest you lose it again.' And
John Newton consented, and all the nre
went out from the mountains, and all the
signs of lurid wrath disappeared from the
air, and John Newton said that he saw m
his dream that that valuable gem was his
soul, and that the being who persuaded
him to throw it overboard was Satan, and
that the one who plunged in and restored
that. gem. keeping it for him, was Christ.
And that dream makes one of the most
wonderful chanters in the life ox that
most wonderful man.
A German was crossing the Atlantic
Ocean, and in his dream he saw a nan
with a handful of white flowers, and he
was told to follow the man who had that
handful of white flowers. The German,
arriving in New York, wandered into the
Fulton street prayer meeting, and Jlr.
Lamphier. the great apostle of prayer
meetings, that day had given to him a
bunch of tuberoses. 'I hey stood on his
desk, and at the close of the religious ser
vices he took the tuberoses and started
homeward, and the German followed him
and through an interpreter told Mr. Lam
phier that on the sea he had dreamed ot
a man with a handful of white flowers,
and was told to follow him. Suffice it to
say that through that interview and fol
lowing interviews he became a Christian
and is a city missionary, preaching the gos
pel to his own countrymen. God in a
dream! ... ... ,
John Hardonk. while on shipboard,
dreamed one night that the day of judg
ment had come, and that the roll of the
ship's crew was called except his own
name, and that these people, this crew,
were all baniwhed, unci in this dream no
asked the reader why his own name was
omitted, and he was told it was to give
him more opportunity for repentance. He
woke up a different man. He became illus
trious for Christian attainment. It you
do not believe these things, then you must
discard nil testimony and refuse to accept
any kind of authoritative witness. God in
a dream! , , , ,
l!ev Herbert Mendes was converted to
God through a dream of the last judgment,
and niimv of us have had some dream ot
that great day of judgment which shall be
1 the winding up of the worlds history. If
von have not dreamed of it, nerhajjs to
night you may dream of that day.l here
ire enough materials to make a dream.
Enough voices, for there shall be the
roaring of the elements and the great
earthquake. Enough light for the dream,
for the world shall bla/.e. Enough excite
ment for the mountains shall tall. Enough
water, for the ocean shall rear. Enough
astronomical phenomena, for the stars
shall go out. Enough populations, for all
the races of all the ayes will fall into line
of one of two processions, the one ascend
ing and the other descending, the one led
on by the rider on the white horse of
eternal victorv, the other led on by Apol
lyon on the black charger of eternal defeat.
The dream comes on ine now, and I see
the lightnings from above answering the
volcanic disturbances from beneath, and
I hear the long reverberating thunders
that shall wake up the dead, and all the
*eas, lifting up their crystal voices, cry.
"Come to judgment!" and all the voices of
the heaven cry, "Come to judgment! and
crumbling mausoleum and Westminster
abbeys and pyramids of the dead with
marble voices cry. 'Tome to judgment.
And the archangel seizes an instrument of
music that was made only for one sound,
and thrusting that mighty instrument
through the clouds and turning it _ tins
wav. he shall put it to his lips and blow
the long, loud blast that shall make the
solid earth quiver, crying, "Come to judg
ment!"
Thrn from this earth'v crossness nuit
Attired in stars, we shall forever sit.
[Coryrif?ht, lflol, 1.. Klopscli.l
THE GREAT DESTROYER
SOME STARTLING FACTS ABOUT
THE VICE OF INTEMPERANCE.
The Paramount QiiegtloD In Not One ot
Politics or of Social CIMICDH, But Oue
Pertaining to Public Health and Morals
—Alcohol a Positive Poison.
. \ n h} s ad dress before the American Med
leal lemperance Association, Dr v si
Davis, M. D., LL.D., of Chicago, Presi
uent of the association, said:
''The paramount question before the in
telligent men and women of Christendom,
to-day is not one of politics or of political
parties or of social classes, but one solely
pertaining to tiublic health and morals.
"It is whether alcohol and other well
known narcotic drugs are really wholesome;
articles of drink or food, safe for general
use; or are they absolutely subtle, decep
tive and dangerous poisons, stealthily de
stroying both public health and morals,
and constantly multiplying hereditary de
fenerates in all clases of human society?
t the former, they are entitled to the
same treatment as other articles of com
merce and general use. If the latter, then
their regulation belongs exclusively to the
police and sanitary authorities aided bv
the courts. They cannot be both. That
alcohol, as it exists in fermented and dis
tilled liquors, is a positive proto-plnsmio
poison, directly impairing every natural
structure and function of the living body
in proportion to the quantity used, anil
the length of time its use is containucd is
proved by the results of every experiment
al investigation concerning "it, instituted
by eminent scientific men, both in this
country and Europe.
''And their ve diet is abundantly con
firmed by the history and condition of the
inmates of every asylum for the poor, the
feeble-minded, the epileptics, the insane
and the inebriatacs; those of every refor
matory and pribou, and by the records of
every police and criminal court, and by
the details of every well-kept registry of
vital statistics. As concerns danger to
human life, every intelligent reader of
the public press knows that the ordinary
use of alcoholic liquors by pers >ns claim
ing to be in health is the direct cai.se of
more suicides, homicides and murderers
every month than is produced by all ti e
other poisons known to toxicologists in a
year. Then why not now, at the begin
ning of this twentieth century of the
Christian era, cease calling alcoholic
liquors stimulants or restoratives, and not
only speak of them as subtle ind danger
ous poisons in every household, but also
concentrate all the facts known to science,
clinical experience and of economic and
criminal records, in favor of having al
cohol and all liquids containing tvo per
cent, or more of it, placed on the statutes
of the several States along with ar.-.nic,
strychnine, etc., to be sold and usr 1 un
der the same regulations and penalties a <
other poisons dangerous to the public
1 'altli and morals? If this were accom
plished it would soon remove one of the
chief corrupting influences from the gen
eral tield of polities, and place it under tin
domain of the police and health authori
ties, aided by the courts, where it legiti
mately belongs. And it would da more to
prevent tuberculosis and all forrns of hu
man degeneracy than all the other meas
ures combined."
Price of a Drink.
If it were necessary to describe in v.-ord-*
the evils and effects of intemperance, one
might use tne thoughts of John B. Cough
expressed in one of his lectures entitled
"Man and His Masters," wherein he rep
resents a man overcome with the appe
tite for intoxicating liquors as pleading in
this manner: "Give me a drink! I will
give you my hard earnings for it. Give
me drink! I will pay for it. I will give
you more than that. 1 married a wife; 1
took her from girlhood's home and prom
ised to love hei, and cherish her, and pro
tect her—ah! ail! and I have driven her
out to work for me and 1 have stolen her
wages and I have brought them to you.
Give me drink and I will you them.
More yet. I have snatched the bit ct
bread from the white lips of my famished
child —I will give you that if you will give
me drink. More yet. 1 will give you my
health. More yet. I will isivo you my
manliness. More yet. I will give my hope-*
of Heaven — body and soul: 1 will barter
jewels worth all the kingdoms of earth—
lor a dram. Give it me!"— Christian \\ o.k.
fitntue From Whisky Money.
The Rev. W. F. Lloyd, of the Walnut
Street Methodist Church, Louisville, Ivy.,
m-de an attack from the pulpit on M.-si >.
I. W. and 11. lJcrnheim, distillers, who
recently gave a bronze monument of
Thomas Jed'erson to the city of ijOi..svil'e,
lie said:
"The city of Louisville is congratulat
ing itself on the statue of Thomas Jeffer
son, presented bv two wholesale whisky
tellers. The iwuey with wh.eii this v. as
Hone was blood money, wrung from bleed
ing hearts of. innocent women and chil
dren. it represents tears of orphanage
ind widowhood, and is a sort of concrete
expression of destroyed character and
despoiled manhood, .jeffer-on held senti
ments strong'y antagonistic to whisky,roth
in its drinking and sale, and t was cnou,_:i
to make him turn over in his grave a the
thought of having his statue presented to
the city by men who had made tli"ir for
tune by preying on helpless drunkards and
innocent women and cnildren."
"On SicniiiK tire riedee."
Why do temperance men waste so muc\
time in debating points which are not Ce
batable? What nonsense has recently
been written and spoken about thi
"ethics of pledge-signing!" Would th'
temperance movement have ever attained
its present position without pledge-.
ing? While we arc waiting for temper
ance legislation, and while the puoli "
house reformers are hatching out their
schemes for improving the drinking tav
erns, let every earnest worker keep peg
ging away enlisting pledged ali- tame >.
Those who wish to ace quick returns for
their work and abiding results, will slid
goon entreating men and women to si'jn
the pledge. no matter how many _ logic
choppers declaim against old-fasnioncl
methods. In some things the old is cer
tainly better than the new.
The Crumdo in Hriof.
In every Methodist church in Xcw
Zealand intoxicating _ wine has been ex
cluded from the Lord's table.
Some parents who set intoxicating
liquors urion tlHr table wonder where
their children learned to become drunk
ards.
Dr. Ganser. a Presdcn physician and
alienist, lias found hypnotic suggestions a
; cat aid in reclaiming drunkards a:u
stealing their will.
The Temperance Permanent Building
Society has 8015 members, and last ycr-i
loaned $1,590,000 the largest sum _ad
vunced by any building society in 13rg
land.
A vigorous crusade against liquor poi it
is in progress at Mount Vernon, 111. Ch. - .
local dealers have been fined £2OO an
costs for selling liquor on Sunday, the ma.\
imuiii tine under the law.
A Columbus (Ohio) saloon keeper, w-i
placarded his establishment as a "Soldier
Rest," was notified by the soldiers at th
garrison that the name was offensive an
that it must be removed immediately, ii
sigr. came down.
The battle against alcohol is the mo
significant phenomenon of our ages; mo?
important than all political action, wai
and treaties of nep.ee.—-Adolf Pick, I\l. 1
Professor of Physiology, University 1
Wurzburj, Bavaria.