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 hood. 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 be sounded. 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 denaed Form. 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 Thursday night. 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 coachman. 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— mighty still. Hopeful Tom Cooper, lie of the red head, has been appointed collector of the port of Philadelphia. 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 ple. Over $16,000 has been subscribed for the Johnstown sufferers by the Knights of Pythias lodges throughout the country. Cats are a good deal like human be ings, after all. Their purr strings are loose if you only smooth them the right way. '• Will you have them stewed or fried, eh ? " " Tuesday or Friday ? You ev erlasting idiot, I ain't ordering oysters a week ahead." " 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.— Lancaster Intelligencer. 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. ■mall.at Partlealara. 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 crime. 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 dream. 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\ money.—Judge. 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 gol" 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 tasted! | "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 wide open. "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 side him. "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 once. 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 fully. 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 a wagon. 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 a rabbit. 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 in it. 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 wagon. Then what do you suppose that dog did? He just ran home and barked and barked until he made fathor come back with him. 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." TUK nneiltF. 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. —Washington Critic. 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 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 Hunter's lurm. "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