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TALMAGE VISITS US.
HE STOPS OVEK AT THE STRICKEN CITY
IN HIS WESTERN JOURNEY.
Word* of Hope and Encouragement ti the
Snrvlvora—Wreck ot a Once Beautiful
City—The Gorged Graveyard—No Bibles
Burned am! Christian i'aitii Still Abun
dant—Money Still Needed.
To the Editor of Mie New York World:
When I first came here on Friday I was
impressed with the courage and pluck of
the survivors of the catastrophe. They
will, with the help of outsiders, rebuild
their city, and in five yenrs it will be a
more prosperous place than it ever was.
They are an honest people and can get
any amount of commercial credit they
ask for. Many of the citizens temporarily
absent will return, and comfortable homes,
large storehouses and great factories will
stand where now are awful ruins. The
stories circulated about the Johnstown
people having lost their faith in God and
given up the Christian religion because of
this calamity I denounce as false and
scoundrelly. The pastors tell me that
there was not one such case. On the con
trary, there is more prayer and Christian
devotion than ever before. Even infidels
pray. One of them, the afternoon of the
disaster, in the upper room of a house
which was rapidly filling with water, was
overheard to pray : Oh, God! if you
can give me any aid at this time I will be
very much obliged to you." All that
story published through Ihe land about
the people of Johnstown in disgust burn
ing their Bibles is a hemispheric false
The work that has been done here by their
own ministers and physicians and good
men and women, end without compen
sation, should be spoken of everywhere.
In applauding outside workers we have
neglected to appreciate the Johnstown
Howards and Florence Nightingales, who
may be counted by the score, though
they saved nothing from the wreek ex
cept the clothes on their persons. Let
all the people North, South, East and
"West and on both sides of the sea un
derstand that in their gifts to the flood
ed districts they did not do too much or
give too quickly. Not 5 per cent, of the
anguish has been told.
Aly heart is wrung with what I
saw on Friday. Can it be possible that
this is the beautiful and hospitable Johns
town that I saw in other days? Where
once was a street suggesting Euclid
avenue, Cleveland, is a long ridge of
sand strewn with broken planks and
twisted iron. At the moment when a
great freshet which had been raging for
hours had begun to assuage a wave from
twelve to twenty feet high rolls over the
already angry waters, and on that sur
mounting wave floated 800 houses,
twenty-eight locomotives from the round
houses and hundreds of people, many
dead, many dying, a mass of helpless and
appalled humanity. Two thousand dead
discovered and two thousand missing
makes me believe that the story of how
many thousand perished will never be
told until tlie resurrection trumpet shall
To show how accustomed to scenes of
death this district has become, on Fri
day, while a human body was being taken
out of the ruins and I stood looking
aghast at the spectacle and the laborers,
no crowd gathered and workmen a hund
red feet away did not stop their work.
Such an avalanche of wretchedness
never slipped upon any American city,
norrors piled on horrors, woe augment
ing woe, bankruptcy, orphanage, widow-
hood, childlessness, obliterated home
steads, gorged cemeteries and scenes so
excruciating—it is a marvel that any one
could look upon them and escape in
sanity. No fear that sympathy for Johns
town be overdone ! The two and a half
million dollars contributed is a small
amount compared with the thirty mil
lions by this flood demolished.
Was the work of devestation asgreatas
I supposed ? Far worse. Types cannot
tell it. Only the eye can make revelation,
lint the worst part of it cannot be seen.
The heart wreck caused by the sudden
departure of so many can be open only to
ono eye, and that the All-Secing, Think
of one family of fourteen all dead except
one, and that the wife and mother, and
she the witness of their drowning! I saw
the grave trench in which 260 were
buried and the whole graveyard like a
National cemetery, in which the unrecog
nized dead have a particular number
placed above them and are recorded in
the undertaker's rooms with a description
of the body and clothes. I can well un
derstand how many of the survivors who
had buried tbeir kindred before this dis
aster occurred thanked God that .tlicy
were gone, saying: " Oil, I [am so glad
that they escaped this."
Long after contributions of money have
ceased Johnstown will stand in need of
the sympathy of all nations. ;Let those
who to-night have roofs over their heads
and their families around them, or the
bodies of tbeir departed in garlanded
sepulchres give at least one prayerful
thought to the shuttered homesteads of
Johnstown and those who know not
in what depth of river or what pile of
debris the beloved form of father or
mother or husband or wife or child may
lie slumbering. Among the Johnstown
people who have been heroic, assiduous
and self-denying I mention Rev. David J. •
Beale, D. D., who has presided over the ■
morgue, and been inspiration and hope ;
and cheer to all people. On the night of i
the di.-aster, having escaped with his !
family from the top-most window of his ,
ftoxne and climbed across lire roofs of i
floating houses, he entered the window
of a tall building where there were, on
the three floors, 250 people, and he spent
the night going from floor to floor praying
with the distressed and frantic, and ut
tering words eloquent with good cheer.
But room would fail to write not the Ave,
but the Ave hundred, acts of this tragedy
of centuries. T. DkWitt Tai.maok.
GLEANINGS FROM EVERYWHERE.
Pithy ParßgrHpha of Late Newa In Con
From present indications ex-Senator Ma
hone will be the choice of the Virginia
Republicans for Governor.
Dr. McDow, the slayer of Captain Daw
son, was expelled from the South Caro
lina Medical Society Thursday.
Hon. Russell Errett, Chief Clerk of the
State Senate, ex-Congressman and ex-
Pension Agent, was stricken with paraly
sis on Tuesday, at Frankfort on-the-Main.
James Cardinal Gibbons, Archbishop of
Baltimore, has written a book entitled
" Our Christian Heritage," which will
appear next October.
Jim Bacon, sent from Westmoreland
county to Dixmont Hospital eight years
ago, escaped from that institution last
Sunday. He was captured lnGreeusburg
Henry Brown, a head roller in a Pitts
burgh iron mill, makes SSO per day. He
goes and returns from his work behind a
spanking team, driven by a colored
Hubert Golden, detective of the Erie
poliee force, was fatally shot at that
place, Thursday. While at the camp of
the Beaver Falls Fishing Club Louis
Craft, a member, exhibited his revolver,
and while handing it to the oflieer acci
dentally discharged it, the ball piercing
the officer's lung.
George Bruze, aged GO years, living
near loronto, 0., died a week ago, and
his wife gave out that he had committed
suicide with rat poison. Lena, bis 10-
year old daughter, however, says her
mother administered the poison in berries,
and told her not to eat any of them.
Bruze partook of the berries, was taken
sick, and at different times was given a
biscuit and a cup of water dosed with
arsenic. He died a horrible death. His
wife is under arrest.
TAKE A SMILE.
There is one good thing about a pig.
He noses business.
A man doesn't feel the least inflated
when blown up by his wife.
It Is no sign that a hen meditates harm
to her owner because she lays for him.
A man convinced (by liis wife) against
bis will is of the same opinion still—
Hopeful Tom Cooper, lie of the red head,
has been appointed collector of the port
In Russian society the question "who
is who," is never asked. It is always
"vitoh is vitch."
The reason the small boy does not wear
a bathing suit is because nothing is good
enough for him.
The fellow who writes, " And so I love
tlie old piano still," voices the sentiments
of an astonishingly large number of peo
Over $16,000 has been subscribed for
the Johnstown sufferers by the Knights
of Pythias lodges throughout the
Cats are a good deal like human be
ings, after all. Their purr strings are
loose if you only smooth them the right
'• Will you have them stewed or fried,
eh ? " " Tuesday or Friday ? You ev
erlasting idiot, I ain't ordering oysters a
" So you had bad your clothes made
by Worth. Did you get a good tit?"
" No, my husband had the fit when the
hill came in."
"What do you like best ?" said Mr. Dilfy
Dent to his girl, as they stood
together at the soda counter. " Oh, Hike
ginger ale she answered ; " and cham
pagne. Any tiling that that She
didn't finish, but she blushed ; and Dilfy
popped tii at night.
The only way of solving the problem,
is marriage a failure ? is to try it. It re
minds one of the story aueut the toadstool
and the mushroom. How can you tell a
mushroom from a toadstool ? By eating
it, If it is a toadstool you die ; if ft is a
mushroom, you don't.
W. A. lies, General Auditor of National
Tube Works, at McKeesport, Pennsylva
nia, died at Reach Haven, N. J., on Sat
urday. Chieliy by his elforts, coupled
witli that of W. Dcwces Wood and sons,
tlie McKeesport free reading room and
library was estsblislied and supported.
On Friday there were two sections
of Philadelphia Express east. On one of
these were two hundred men, who have
been at work in the Conemaugh Valley,
for the company. Almost one hundred
of these belonged in this city. On Satur
day a paymaster came from Philadelphia
and paid the men oil for their work.—
A celebrated divine, who was remark
able in the first period of bis ministry for
a loud and boisterous mode of preaching
suddenly changed his whole manner in
the pulpit and adopted a mild and dis
passionate mode of delivery. One of his
brethren observed it and inquired of him
what had induced him to make the
change. He answered; "When I was
young I thought it was the thunder that
killed the people; but when I grow wiser
I discovered that it was the lightning; so
I determined to thunder less and lighten
more in future."
OWrVTOTED BY DREAMS.
UUBKAJUI instances on rare
sxttmbnaturax. in cmimc.
■pUflaalltm la aa B,|ltah Cart la
tha ft.tga •( Chart.• I—Th. Mraage
Ca,a at mm Irtcb Harder la th, l'.ar
1781 A Dr.am Coaflrmwl t. th.
Law reports of the sixteenth and sev
enteenth centuries contain numerous ref
erences to supernatu-al occurrences in
court and on the soafTold. One of the
most remarkable records of this kind la
connected with a murder trial which
took place In England early In the reign
of tho first Charles. Sir John Itaynard,
one of the llrst lawyers of the century,
la the authority for the supernatural
events of the trial, and in nls quaint
preface to his notes he says he thought
good to report "the evidenoc which was
given, which many did hear, that the
memory thereof might not be lost by mis
carriage of papers or otherwise." One
Johan Norkett, a farmer's wife, had died,
and at the ooroner's 'quest evidence was
given proving that the woman's throat
had boen cut from ear to ear. At first
the Jury favored a verdict of fejo de se,
and the body was Interred, but rumors
became general pointing to foul
play, and the body was exhumed. Thirty
days after the death the jury assembled
before the body and four suspected per
sons wore brought in. The only evi
dence against the prisoners was that
they had slept in an adjoining room and
that no one had passed through that
room ; "therefore, if she did not murder
herself, they must be the murderers."
What took place at the remarkable
post mortem inquiry may best be de
scribed In the words of a witness at the
subsequent trial, who was described as
"ancient and grave person, minister to
the parish where this murder was com
mitted." This estimable gentleman said,
"They, tho prisoners, did touch the dead
body, whoroupou tho brow of the dead,
which was before a livid and carrion
color, began to have a dew or gentle
sweat arise upon It, which increased by
degrees till the sweat ran down In drops
upon tbe face, the brow turned and
changed to a lively color, and tho dead
opened and shut one of her eyes, and
shut it again, which she did several
times. She likewise thrust out the ring
or marriage linger three times and pulled
It In again, and the linger dropped blood
on the ground."
Naturally enough such remarkable
evidence as this was received with some
suspicion by the court, although the
witness, to again quote Sir John May
uard, "was a reverend person, about to
years of age, as could bo guessed. His
testimony was delivered gravely and
temperaUvely, but to the great admira
tion of the auditory." Ample confirma
tion of an obviously impartial character
was. however, forthcoming, and the
"admiration" changed to horror, so
much so that, tho prisoners were con- j
victed, and two of them suffered death I
At the hand of the common hangman. ;
Neither of the victims, one of whom was '
an aged woman, could ever be prevailed !
upon to confess any complicity in the j
In 1751 an Irish murderer was con
victed largely upon dream evidence. A
Waterford publican named Bogers
dreamed that he saw a man murder an
other man on a green spot on tho sum
mit of au adjoining mountain. He was
able next day to describe both men with
perfect accuracy, and did so to many of
his friends. One of the men was excep
tionally strong, tho other weak and
puny, but it was the latter who iu the
vision committed the murder. Bogers
persuaded the parish priest to accom
pany him to tho spot, which he fouud
without difficulty, but where there
seemed to be no traces of a murder or
struggle. Hence, Bogers got rather
laughed at. Next day, however, two
men entered the saloon, and Mrs. Rogers
at once recognized them from her hus
band's description as the heroes iu the
vision. Much alarmed, she fetched her
husbaud, wiio was also certain they were
the two men. When they rose to leave
Rogers begged tho one he expected to be
murdered to remain, but without,
avail. He nearly fainted with fright
after the men had left, and finally per
suaded u neighbor to accompany him to
the green spot on the hill, where, sure
enough, tho tragedy of the dream had
taken place in reality. Tho murderer
was tracked and caught and Bogers was
the principal witness. Hi s recital of Ids
dream was so vivid that tho prisoner at
once confessed, adding that ho killed Ids
companion exactly as foretold iu the
The weapon used was a knife, and as
eight stabs were seen by Rogers in his
vision, so the murderer admitted that he
drove the knife up to the handle in his
companion's body exactly that number
of times.—N. Y. Graphic.
A Common unit Mtupiit Snpnrit I tlon.
The following instance of a curious be
lief held by country folk may interest
some readers. An old man in this par
ish (in East Kent, England,) who is in
full possession -of his faculties, and,
moreover, lias a considerable stock of
knowledge of things connected with the
farm and garden, informed me tho other
day of tho following remarkable fact in
natural history, says a writer in tho
"Spectator." He told me, quite seriously,
that if a hair be taken during summer
from the tail of a horse and placed in a
running stream it would before long be
come a "water snake or an
eel," the result dopending, it appeared,
upon the "breed of the horse." The root,
of the hair becomes tho head of tbo new
creature! This experiment ho had tried,
and though, somehow, ho had not seen
these hairs grow to full maturity, he hao
undoubtedly seen life developod in them.
I feel sure my old friond thoroughly be
lieved all this—tie is too old to have stud
led biology at a board school or ho might
be wiser. Perhaps this belief is held
elsewhere, but 1 do not remember ever
mooting with it before.
A VOIMIOU eniatlon.
At an early hour on a recent morning
the neighborhood of Customhouse, be
tween Rochebluve and Dorgenois streets,
was the scene of considerable commotion
caused by the finding of a voudou fetish.
The evil-doing charm was a boiled call' s
head on a large dish placed on a small
ladder in a lot near the edge of the side
walk. Tho head was surrounded with
lighted candles, boiled corn, peaches,etc.,
and 15 cents in silver half dimes was
found in tho calf's mouth. A negro man
came aloug, and seeing the money took
it in charge, nnd shortly after Officer Da
vis came along and kicked the fetish into
the street.—Now Orleans Pioayune.
A Natural Inference.
Fond Mother—See the baby, Henry,
He's holdiug out his hand to you. What
do sen suppose 'ittle tootsy wants?
Fond father—l don't know; but as
everybody says he takes after you, 1
suppose 'lttle tootsy wants some pit\
THE YOUNG FOLKS,
MRS. WHITE'S PARTY*
Quwn Marguerite went to a party
Ae Mabel and I went to bed;
She wore a white gown.
And a pretty gold crown
On the top of her dear little head.
She didn't eotuo berk till next morning;
And her crown bad tipped over ber nose.
But her eyea were aa bright
Aa the atara are at night.
And her face war* aa freah aa a roae.
She laughed aa ehe told ua about it.
And of all the strange folks who were there;
How ehe danced on the lawn
With a pink and blue rawn.
And a pumpkin with snarls in its hair.
How Daah, In a hat trimmed with daisies
Played "uiumblety peg" with a wren;
How the man in the moon
Sang a Japanese tune,
While an elephant waltzed with a hen.
Her doll* played croquet with a rabbit
Whose ears were embroidered with thread,—
Where they'd ravelled in spots
He had tied them ink nots.
Which gave him a pain in hla head.
Freah chocolates blossomed on bushes
That had traveled for miles upon milea;
Young grasshoppers pumped
Lemonade as they jumped,
And recited a lesson with am ilea.
Tbo' the ice-cream looked very delicious.
And was baked till 'twas softer than dough.
Bhe had only a taste.
Because she made haste.
When tome peacocks screamed out, "You
It was quite an unusual party.
But yet not so strange as it seems,
For your fHeud, Mrs. White,
Has a party each night.
At her house in the Country of Dreams.
—Anna M. Pratt, in Youth's Companion.
IN WAR AND PEACE.
Ruthta and Ray went out and crept
under the urabrella-houses to eat the
sweet, freeh doughnute which mamma
had given them. How very nice and cool
It was here, and how good those cakes
| "Let's eat out here forever!" sighed
Ruthle, contentedly, taking a mouthful
j front a doughnut in each hand.
' "Yes, let's!" answered Bay. "But
' forever is a longtime."
' Just tben a Mock of geese came around
j the house.
"Quack! quack? quack !" they screamed
as they espied the umbrella houses.
There was the white goose with the
gray wlugs, and tho gray goose, and the
white one with the gray topknot, und
lots of yellow baby geese" watldliug after
them. On they came, straight toward
the umbrella houses.
The old gander was ahead, with his
long neck stretched out, and his red bill
"I guess tliey want the doughnuts,"
said Bay, putting his behind him and tip
ping his houso in front of him.
"I—l guess I'll come into your house,"
said Buthie, scrambling for u place be
"Quack! quack! quack I" and the geese
I stooped before the umbrella bouse, and
i stretched their necks toward it.
The old gamier hissed, reached a little
further, and snatched the doughuut
from Ruthie's left hand.
The old goose, with the great, gray
wiugs, wanted one, too, and so she
snatched tho other.
And tho gray goose, and flic white one
with the gray topknot, waddled around
behind Bay and seized both of his at
Then Buthie and Hay began to cry,
the geese began to quack, and together
they mado such a noise 1 hat mamma
came running in haste k> sec what lho
matter could lie.
She drove tho geese away, she gave
the children more cakes, ami so the war
was over, and peace cuuic i . aia to the
umbrella house s.—Youth s Companion.
n u A no.
My dog Bravo is a splendid old fellow,
I tell you ! Four years ago, when pupa
went to the State Fair, lie bro. glii him to
me. He was a puppy then.
He is part Newfoundland and part mas
tiff, and weigiis over a humii ed pounds.
Uncle Flunk mado me ju.-ttlie nicest
littlo wagon, und Uncle Charles made me
a real leathei harness that fiuod beauti
It is nice to Imve somebody in the fam
ily that can make wagon* ami harnesses.
In the winte; i have u sled, instead of
Bravo makes a nice horse, ami I think ;
I had rather have him than a real pony—
no, I mean I had almost rather, for some- 1
times he runs away, especially if he sees
Last week I was going over to Bonnie's |
through the" woods' path, and a rabbit
ran out before him. Bravo saw him, of
course, and wuntod to oatch him. I
couldn't stop him, so I just clung to the
wugon and let him go.
Oh, how he did run ! I think if he was
a horse he would beat Goldsmith's Maid.
It was nil well enough as long as he
kept in the roud, but when the rabbit
took to the woods, he followed and the
wagon turmxl upside down with mo un
der it. The thills broko short off and
awav went tho dog.
It didn't hurt me much, but It was
wedged between tho tress somewhat aud
I couldn't get out.
You see uncle Frank had mado It doep
and long, so that I could haul big loads
Did I ory? Well, I guess I did, and I
screamed, too, as loud as ever I could.
Pretty soon Bravo came back, but he
couldn't got me out, although he
scratched and scratched around the
Then what do you suppose that dog
did? He just ran home and barked and
barked until he made fathor come back
It isn't many dogs would do that, si.-,
and I forguve him for tipping me over.
He was sorry. I know, for he has be
haved famously ever since, and—thero he
is now. I guess I'll try it again.—E. H.
S. in Youth's Companion.
Not at All Klnil.
Our littlo three-year-old neighbor,
Waiter, has a great dog (Bob, by name).
They are jolly playmates, generally; but
the other day Walter had played until he
had become very tired and had reached
the point where everything goes contrar
iwise. Bob seemed tired, too, and
opened his mouth widely to yawn. "Bob
—Bob—Bobble," says little Walter, be
tween his sobs, "you ought not to laugb
at me."—Youth's Gompanion.
Not the Right Kind,
Seddon's aunt sent him a large sheet
with outs of all sorts of horses ("Thirty
two horses, counting the cow," ho re
marked), and hie father said, "Now,
Sodden, you have been asking me to buy
a horse, and hero you have a quantity
of them, all your own."
He Indignantly replied, "But that isn'i
the kind of horse I wanted. I want hiu
made of skin, with a good deal of live
nesa about him."
Cake a larga-aiteU ul.loulotk^.
stitch t aide* tewthar,
Bun a puoksr round the
On a ribbon tothor.
Cut ioma nrmholea near the neck.
But the belt below th<*w.
Fust to tottoh tho ehoiil ter Madatt
Ho as not to show them.
Lot the skirt be flowing loose,
Like a s.i I that'a ;i]piug
In tho fruuraut Southern breezy
Mast and yard arms tapping.
Tiok some button** u*' tho back;
Two or ihr— 1- pY it..
For you know ;n umpire gown
!i! th l wuist is Hcauty.
But some laoe about the neck.
Sew It there or pin it;
Then to mako tho gown com pie
Let the girl got n a.
IN THE WAY.
ERCY on msl
jS#OSL how you startled
On mo! I declare,
you a if always In
V * the way!"
T) Miss Eliza Han
nilw".v had gone
FuliEr <Uf t" tlic window in
11,0 lui I r-1 i gii t of
Q ail aidumu after-
J Pinion, merging
v. on drawing the
heavy curtain, a
little ligure that
had been curled up In the miner of tho
deep window seat start) U up.
"I was reading'
"Heading! Tennyson? —no, Shake
speare! You are always fooling away
Then Alma Hashed out:
"You won't let. me do anything else
with it. I would like to help any of you,
but you won't let me."
"I guess not, indeed. YVe don't want
Alum, taking up her book, went meekly
to her own room.
There were four Misses Hannawav—
Kliza, Matilda, Agnes and Alma—but the
oldest three looked upon Alma as an in
truder, a wair, a burden thrown upon
them most unwarrantably.
Their mother was a Haynes, who had
doubled their father's income when she
married him. They were all handsome
women, and notable housewives. Little
Alma's mother was nobody—a girl who
stood in a store. After the lirst Mrs.
Haunaway died there was never any de
ficiency in the housekeeping; the widow
er's ward lobe was kept In spotless order
and all Bidgewood wondered at the capac
ity of the three girls.
But. like- i lieir mother, they were
smart, active, bustling, but without any
of the softness that vents itself in ca
resses and tender words. They loved
their father in their own hard 'fashion,
but they bad u sort of eon tempt for his
gentleness, his iptiet ways, and liis ten
der heart. When he married u inito of a
blue-eyed girl, they wore furious and
when l.aby Alma had the audacity to ap
pear, their w rath knew no bounds.
Very soon the little wife drooped un
der the continual ill-temper and fault
finding, and faded away, meekly and
uncomplainingly, as she had lived.
Then tito father took the wee babe into
his heart of heart.. For seventeen years
the two were inseparable.
A close student, devoted to books, Mr.
Haunaway found keen delight in tunn
ing Alma's quick intellect, and leading
her along the dry paths of knowledge,
made oolightful by loving converse and
Being u man of moderate fortune, Mr.
IlauiuLVvay allowed his older children all
tiie privileges of society, and his pleas
ant country seat was favorite report
for young people. Suitors came, but
went owui. There was something about
the three handsome, smart girls that <iid
net attract lovers, and when their father
died they were all still unmarried.
If they had never loved Alma before,
bo sure it added nothing to their affec
tions to find their father's will left her
an equal fourth of his estate. They felt
themselves defrauded, her mother hav
ing added nothing to their father's prop
erty, but they wore too politic to turn
the child away, though they made her
feel herself an intruder every hour.
Utterly desolate when her father was
taken away, Alma turned to her books
and her music for comfort, shutting her
self iii tho library for hours, reading or
practicing upon the piano that was her
last birthday gift from her father.
"I do not care to go into the parlor
whenever I want you to play for me,
darling," he said, "so we will have a
music-box of our own in the library."
And the library was now her very own.
Every article it contained was loft"to her
in her father's will, uud she could feel
that hero, at least, she had a right to be.
But books and music, after all, will
not feed a starving heart, and Alma
drooped and faded visibly. Thero was
never a day when she was not made to
feel that she was not welcome in her
father's house, and a favorite form of
torture was to taunt her with her
mother's poverty, and remind her that
she had no right to money that came
from the Ilaynes estato.
Yet, although they gave her but little
peace in her lifo, the sisters met in most
Indignant council ono morning over a lit
"I HW going away whoro no one will tell me
every day Unit I utu 'in the way.' Air. Carter will
■cud uie iny quarterly pHyincnts aud soe to my bus
iuois. I will uever trouble you ngiiin.
Mr. Carter, Alma's guardian, would
give no information as to her where
abouts, but introduced the family lawyer
and had a settlement made of Mr. Han
naway's estate, that gave Alma certain
lots in a neighboring city, aud other prop
erty, amounting to one-fourth of the
property left the sisters. The li
brary was emptied, aud its con
tents, with those of Alma's room, stored
It was useless to rage: the terms of
the will were plain, and Alma disappeareu
from her homo, whilo her guardian took
strict care of her interests.
"Bless me! What can the stage be
stopping here lor?" cried old Mrs. Hun
tor, taking off her glasses and staring at
the unwonted apparition at the gate.
"Stopping hero !" said Tom, atall, flno
looking farmer of thirty-live or si*.
"Sure enough, mother, there it Is, and
little lady getting out. Mother!"
The exolamation fell from both as they
caught sight of the lady's face, and a mo
ment lator, both whispered softly:
"It must be Alma, Tom," the old lady
said, bustling to tho door. Aud a mo
ment afterward Alma was folded close in
a motherly embrace, feeling hot team
dropping on her faee as a tender voice
"You must be Helen's little girl eonje
to see her grandtqother at last.
"Yes," she answered. "May 1 stay! X
w ill not give any trouble."
"Trouble I" cried Tom. "Tou could
not tdve us trouble. It will be ilka hav-
In* He I < n back again."
And with the welcome a new life
opened for Alma. The farm was very
amuil; ths house old. shabby and poorly
furnished ; hut her graiidmotluu and bar
uncle . >uld not sufficiently show thei*
love for the pale child who appealed to
them so strongly.
In this ai uiosphcre of love, In the pure,
> eweet air, Alma gained health and new
I beauty, and Tom, smiling TOguMilv, tio
-1 tieed that Charlie Wtilard, the young
lawyer of Tout Huven. found a great deal
of business in the immediate vicinity of
"That young city cli.q£ihitt;has set up
a sign over in ttie vili.tgc i - uncommonly
fond 't milk, mother, ' Tom would say.
"I saw Allan carry out at uiuldur lull
' four times u.duv;" or, "SVha: can a
joung lawyer Itii<i so very Interesting in
feeding liens. 1 saw young Wtilard tw ice
at the hen-housc when Alma was feed
ing cite nens.
XUit Alma did not iteed the mild
Ing. A new, glorious happiness opened
to tier when Charlie Willard joined her in.
her walk or stopped at the farm. A man
of t wenty-flve or six; lie had been o close
student, lutd traveled at homo and abroad,
was cultuied und rellnod. He had met
many fair girls, but never one so sweet
nun gentle as tiiis little maiden who was
the grandchild of old Mrs. Hunter. He
wondered sometimes when she fully
comprehended a Latin quotation, or
spoke with easy familiarity of the works
of tierman and French authors, but
Ainin wni reticent about her past life,
and Charlie, who had been but a year or
two at Tent Huven, never doubted that ,
tier life had beeu passed ut the old
Love's young dream gilded [the loug
winter evenings and glorified the open
ing of spring.
I It as a quiet, wooing, Uncle Tom
keeping watch over his darling, grand
mother gently sympathetic, and Charlie
Hut with the summer days there came
a change. Charlie came less and less to
| the fanu, and, when there, wus quiet
i and dull, never chatting in the old
j bright way, nor plauning for the future,
| with half hints of his hope as to who
would sliuro it. Alma wondered; Tom •
grimly watched for a chance to ask an
! explanation; grandmother was sure the
1 poor fellow was ill.
But one June day, when Alma was in
the woods, trying to still the dull pain at
her heart, by getting very tired, Charlie
Willard joined her.
' Alma," he said, gently taking her
cold, trembling hands in his own, "I was
goiug to run away, like a miserable cow
ard, but I have resolved to speak out, I
must go away, because my life here has
become unbearable 1"
Sue tried to speak, but no words would
"Oh," ho said, with almost a groao,
"do not let me think I make you unhappy,
too! Listen, darling—you are my darling,
my heart's love, Almu ! When I was try
ing by ovory device to win your heart, I
was a rich man. I thought. I could take
my bride to a luxurious home, give her
a!, money could buy for her, take all care
from Iter life. But I liavo lost every
thing til one blow. My lawyer in New
\ork writes nut that the investments in
volving all my property have proved ab
solutely ruinous, I must work my way
to even competency, and I cannot ask
you to bear the burden of poverty with ,
"Vet I will he your wife," was Alma's
answer, "if you will let me share your
life and your troubles."
"But, dearest, I have nothing. My
pructiee Intro is a inero furee, and I must
go where there is a thicker population,
and earn my bread."
"Let, me go with you."
And to Charlie's amazement, Mrs. Hun
ter anil Tom repeated Alma's wish.
"My niece can meet iter own modest
expenses," Torn said, "and she loves
you. lam .sure she will be a help and
not a burden."
And Charlie, dearly loving the sweet
girl, gladly mude her his wife. He
scarcely understood himself, though
Alma could have told him, how G
came to bo solccted as the city of their
future residence; but on a lovely even
ing in July the young couple found them
selves upon the platform of the G
station, and Alma gave a hack driver
some directions in a low voice.
"We are going to a friend's" she told
i Charlie. "Hotel bills are formidable."
■ 'l'he "friend's" liou.-n was a handsome •
one, evidently newly furnished. Two
servants were in the hall; the open door
iof a dining room showed a tempting re- r
! past already spread.
Drawing her husband into the drawing
: room, Alma for the first time told him
j tho story of her life.
"The lots that M. Carter secured for
mo proved to me very valuable, and he
| has bought this house for me, and in
vested a handsome sum in secure invest
| ments for ine. This Is our own house,
I Charlie, and I trust we shall find happi
ness here. I am sure, darling, you will
never let me feel that I am 'ln tho way'
Charlie's answer need not be recorded.
It was ton years later when Miss Eliza
Hannaway said to a dear friend:
"Yes, tho Hon. Charius Wlllard's wife
is our stepsister, not our own sister.
She was a miserable, whining thing who
cheated us out of our father's property,
and I never could guess what uuy one
saw to admire in her. She was always
'in the way' here, and after running away
she never let us hear anything about her
till she sent wedding cards,"—New York.
A Tim id Shall.
From uu anecdote told of his visit to
Berlin it would seem that that the shah
of Persia is of a somewhat timid tem
perament. At the Berlin aquarium the
director, who possesses a number of ani
mals of ono kind and another, brought
forward u pet chimpanzee, which ho
wished tho shah to caress, but the latter '
recoiled in terror, exclaiming "Danger
ous I" At last, however, his fears were
allayed, though the worst of it was that
while he was was amusing himself with
tho one animal onothor of tho same spe
cies approached of its own accord and
thrust its claws into the royal clothing
—an act which caused a return of the
earlier alarm.—London Globe.
4l Co.tly Tomple.
It is estimated that when the rebuild
ing of tho Honganjl Temple, Kioto, Is
completed the following amounts will
have been expended : For the Temple of
Dalshi about 53,900,000, for the Temple
of Ainida about $2,480,000, for the en
trance about $1,000,000, and about
$3,600,000 for various other buildings.
Tho total Is $11,180,000. —San Francisco
Our Ltuly Pliy.lrluua,
Women doctors in United States
E lister 9,ooo— about ono to thirty-three
actitioners of the sterner sex. Many
male medicos oarn over £5,000 yearly,
aid very few make leas than £2t)U. They
are mostly spread ovo* New York state,
Massachusetts and Pennsylvania with a '
few In the west, but they cannot obtain a
footing In the cotigervwtlvo smith.