Ey
——
1700 years that city of Pompeii lay buried
fand without anything to show its place of
doom. But after 1700 years of obliteration
a workman's spade, digging a well, strikes
some antiquities which lead to the exhuma-
tion of the city. Now walk with me through
scme of the streets snd into seme cf the
houses and amid the ruins of basilica and
temple and amphitheatre.
"FALL OF OLD POMPELL
THE REV. DR. TALMAGE GIVES A
NE, SLEEP, Th
red granite, and it is Tyre. The next se-
pulener of a great capital is covered with
scattered columns and defaced sphinxes and
the sands of the desert, and it is Thebes, As
I pass on I find the resting place of Mycenz,
a city cf which Homer sang, and Corinth,
which rgjected Fau® and depended upon her
fortress, Acrocorinthus, which cow lies dis-
mantled on the kill, and I move on in this
LITTLE e dear old motherly lady sits on| “Mr. Lauton, I wanted to tell yon
one side, the pleasant-faced farmer op- that I am very glad you said what you
posite, and down at the other end a did yesterday, as it opened my eyes to
bright face with rosy cheeks and | the fact I never really loved you, and
roguish eyes. Yes, I am sure I shall | now don’t follow, please, for Nap and
enjoy my holiday. How delicious the | I are going to take a walk,” and she
crisp rolls, yellow butter and thick | turns away with—can I believe it?—
Little one, sleep!
Dear withered bud, we will not weep,
For God in His wise Providence
Knew best, and took thy spirit hence,
And where His angels vigils keep,
Little one, sleep!
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: cream were. Why cannot such things with a smile on her face. Ruizs. Lessons to BeLearned From the moment the pride met ns gt fhe gematery of ies i I Ne mn
ya Lane ee be found in the city? | stay for a day or two longer, but Trt: * Thou hast ¥ Bn 1889, until ohh us at to ote on | Memphis and Baalbek and Carthage, and hmer
In restfnl siumbers soft and deep, “We alwaysgo to the meeting house | the spell is broken and I no longeren- | , in" tsaiah a Taine of € dofensal vty | oo, departure, the emotion I felt was inde- | here are the cities of the plain and Herecu- Sou
Beneath the brown September leaves every Sunday, Mr. Lauton,” said Mrs. | joy myself. One morning I pack my iy seribable for elevation and solemnity and |laneum and Stabis and Poupets Some of tric
Whies wind of sr moans wa scons, | Docking, “und if you wonld ike. 10s | Ehimgs, bid them all oodby and Bie | 1 ipso ane a, SEocted ga 20 ms | SFTW Hat Ho PF A ita | Sl phic soni, but chy ars dend ana ou
; > tears - grave Shs o 3 aE : . . s ; B er 1 tl PS, y. Aa e y. D ire,
Though wintry tears thy grave shall steep, | with us we should like it right well.” | me back to town. the strange illumination? It was that wrath | now in the museums of Italy. About 450 of | buried never to rise. Sue . La
Little one, sleep! I look at pretty Hazel and make up Uncle seems really glad to see me, | of eS uvius. Giant son of | those embalmed by that eruption have been g uw he samsiery of Goad Cllies i not yet 45 th
: ‘ 1 s! 7 ; roti i an earthquake. Intoxicated mountain of | recovered. Mother and child, noble and filled, an e present cities o e world
Little one, sleep! my mind Io 5% Yo gous! W hie and sends 3e to Detraii on business. I Italy. Father of many consternations. A |serf, merchant and beggar, are presentable forget God and with their indeceneies shock Adam i
Sometime the April suns will peep sermon that old man did give us, lwo am gone & out six weeks. : volcano, burning so long, and yet to keep on | and natural after 1700 years of burial. That the heavens let them know that the God who the first
Above the hills, gresn leaves will spring hours and a quarter by my watch did When I come back he calls me inte | burning until, perhaps, it may be the very | woman was found clutching her adornments | on the 24th of August, 79, dropped on a city forest 4
Around thy bed, wild birds will sing he preach. the inner office, and after expressing torch that will kindle the last conflagration | when the storm of ashes and fire began, and | of Italy a superincumbrance that staid there
And sprin time's earliest Foss cre 4 Poor old man! How sorry I felt for | himself well pleased with the success pg ot atte Word on fire. It eclipses in | for 1700 years she continued to clutch Yom, seventeen seni urioy 3 sti ive and hates fan 0
4 S ed > 30S creep. . : ay Tr > BY 4 . violence of behavior Cotopaxi and ZAtna and There at the soldiers’ barracks are sixty- | sin now as much as He en and has at icage
Little one, sleep! him as he wiped the perspiration from | of my mission in Detroit says, after | Stromboli and Krakatoa. Awful mystery. | four skeletons of brave men, who faithfully | His command all the armament of destrue- the :
: . his face and thundered forth again. | playing with his watch guard a few | Funeral pyre of dead cities. Everlasting | stood guard at their post when the tempest | tion with which He whelmed their iniquitous ground:
Little one, sleep’ The sermon was about Abraham and | minutes; “Ahem! Well, Harry, I have paroxysm of mountains. It seems like a | of cinders began, and after 1700 years were predecessors. woods.
Never dreaming of the storms that sweep Tonio aud I will be honest and say | 5 dice of news tor you ’ chimney of hell. It roars with flery remin- | still found standing guard. There is the It was only a few summers ago that Brook- Wood
BE aI rah ii 2 En one a » r g ) 2 8 or y 0 : ; ot. He isang DZ oat Shey done and with threats | form of gentle womanhood impressed upon | lyn and Noy York fo =D _earPRqRale Shion Ing and
Re 2h Se 10rts y hat ST he 0 is dis- ook at him in astonishment. of worse things that it may yet do. I would the hardened ashes. Pass along, and here | that sent the people alrightec into the and in
With fears without and foes within— course the simple old man drew teers | is actually blushing. Really, he does not live in one of the villages at its base fora | we see the deep ruts in the basaltic pave- | streetsand that suggested that there are forces some Ww
New grief on bitterest anguish heap f tk 1 t H y E Ye d 7 | present of all Italy, ts worz th > the wheels of the chari- | of nature now suppressed or held in check wood i
Brick of est ang ren from the congregation as i c id. oe Ril : ments worz there by the whe = I Ss or !
Little one, sheep? ihe subli Aree £ Ab By ploturad not look as old as thong he did On a day in December, 1631, it threw up | ots of the first century. There, over the | which easier than a child in a nursery forests .
e sublime iath o oraham and his | am curious to hear the news. : ashes that floated away hundreds and hun- | doorways and in the porticoes, are works of | knocks down a row of block Bouses could away st
Tittle one, sleep! trust in his God. | *‘Yes, Harry, the old man is going dress of ils and Srapged in Constantino- | art immortalizing the debauchery of a city. | prostrate a ory or engulf 7 eontinely Qsepor has con
2 - tos. I declined the ride home in the old | to be married,” and he looked at me | P!¢ and in e riatic sea, and on the | which, notwithstanding all its splendors,was than Pompeii was engulfed. ur hope is in exhibit
: I Ts SOW airy alt and strolled homeward, mind- | with a smile : rg i ya > 1 5600 pe As = — the Gi es Jouds
. ¥S wi § 2 seal 3 ’ Lis ) , mind- | with a smile. own foot the lives o ,000 people. Geo-| Those gutters ran with the blood of the | American cities. woody
Smiles where no blinding tears shall flow, ful of Mr. Perkins’s last instruction : | “Married 1” I gasp. ‘To whom?” | logists have tried to fathom its mysteries,but | gladiators, who were prizefighters of those | It amazes me that this city, which has the forests
From life to life ons painless leap— “Mind you're back in time for dinner. “To an old friend of yours, I | the heat consumed the iron instruments and | ancient times, and it was sword parrying | quietest Sabbaths on the continent and the blocks,
Little ote, sievp't We don’t have but two meals on Sun- | think.” drove bank he Spoil and blistered ex- | sword, until, with one skilful and stout best order and the Diy tone of Tory of the oth
4 ’ 2p: ; oT Sen : in : : plorers from the cindery and crumbling | plunge of the sharp edge, the mauled and | any city that now of, is now having bark on
: Veda day.” I should have liked Miss Hazel’s | I rapidly run over in ny mind all | brink. It seems like the asylum of maniac | gashed combatant reeldd over dead, to be | brought into as near neighborhood as Coney hardy t
Little one, slee | : g 15 y
. ithe y Be Dp: : company, but I fear it is too soon. | the old meids and widows of my ac-| elements. carried out amid the huzzas of enraptured | Island carnivals of pugilism as debasing as the bui
Thy memory in our hearts we'll keep, She might have refused. | quaintance and discard them all as pre- At one time far back its top had heen a | spectators. We staid among those suggestive | any of the gladiatorial interests of Pompeii. suppor
Striving to turn the joy we miss So the happy eare-free davs oo on | osterous fortress, where Spartacus fought and was | scenes after the hour that visitorsare usually | What a precious crew that Coney Island Ath- 2.
’ ° jer bliss : PD . I> 5 | P . 5 surrounded and would have been destroyed | allowed there and staid until there was not a letic Club is, under whose auspices these Each
Into a hope of holier bliss, It does k . cc :
When those ai 2 tes all t does not take long for Hazel and | I went down to Brookside farm | had it not been for the grapevines which | footfall to be heard within all that city except | orgies are enacted! What a degradation to three t
en these dimme yes no more shall | ve to beconme the best of friends. | last week,” he raid, nervously. Sloth the ouataintils from top to base, | our own. Up this silent street and down that | the pdjsve i pick ordinarily stand t
weep Such walks as we take: Haz 1th} A lioht i eg 1 . and laying hold of them he climbed hand | silent street we wandered. Into that win- | suggests hea th and muscle developed for Virgini
Tittic one, steen! n e take: Hazel, with | A light breaks in upon my clouded under hand to safety in the valley. But for | dowless and roofless home we went and came | useful purpose? Instead of calling it an arbor
her big red Irish setter, and myself. | brain.
We fish, not in the shallow brook that | ‘Not to Hazel Deane? Not to Witch
runs through the meadow, but further | Hazel?” He laughs.
down, where the little brook has| ‘You've guessed it, my boy. We
widened into quite a stream. are to be married the 15th of October.
When I have been there about three | It will be very quiet, as I have not
weeks Uncle Lauton comes down and given my Witch much time, but,
I shut the books develops as much activity as myself. | Harry,” laying his hand on my shoul-
m my uncle’s of- | He does not seem to know what fatioue | der, ‘‘you will be there and wish the
fice and prepared | means and tramps in all directions. | old man joy—eh, my boy?”
to go on my va-| Instead of staying two days he stays a I answer something, I know not
a thletic club they might better style it ‘The
Ruffian Club For Smashing the Human
Visage.”
Vile men are turning that Coney Island,
which is one of the finest watering places on
all the Atlantic coast, into a place for the
offscouring of the earth to congregate, the
low horse jockeys and gamblers, and the
pugilists and the pickpockets, and the bloats
regurgitated from the depths of the worst
wards of these cities. They invite delegates
from universal loaferdom to come to their
carnival of knuckles. But I do not believe
that the pugilism contracted for and adver-
centuries it has kept its furnace burning as
we saw it that night on our arrivalin Novem-
ber of 1839.
Of course the next day we started to see
some of the work wrought by that frenzied
mountain. ‘‘All out for Pompeii!” was the
cry of the conductor. And now we,stand by
the corpse of that dead city. As we entered
the gate and passed between the walls I took
off my hat, as one naturally does in the pres-
ence of some imposing obsequies. That city
had been at one time a capital of beauty and
pomp. The home of grand architecture, ex-
out again onto the pavements that, now for-
saken, were once thronged with life.
And can it be that all up and down these
solemn solitudes, hearts more than 1800
years ago ached and rejoiced, and feet shuf-
fled with the gait of old age or danced with
childish glee, and overtasked workmen car-
ried their burdens, and drunkards staggered?
on that mosaic floor did glowing youth clasp
hands in marriage vow, and cross that
threshold did pallbearers carry the beloved
dead, and gay groups once mount those now
skeletons of staircases?
—Montgomery M. Folsom,in Atlanta Journal.
GETTING EVEN.
HEN summer came
A + \ > A | Guizite painting, enchanting sculpture, unre- While I walked and contemplated the city
aon, i Unels week, and leaves in the best of spirits. what, and rush from the office. I see, | strained carousal and rapt a, A | seemed suddenly to be ALA with all the tised for next December will take place in
Was WAYS YoIy «I'll be down again before you come | as in a «lream, a curly brown head | high wall twenty feet thick, three-fourths of | population that had ever inhabited it, and I | our neighborhood. :
good to me and home,” are his parting words as the pillowed on the neck of an Irish set- ta visible, encireled the city. Of those | heard its laughter and groan and unclean- Evil sometimes defeats itself by going one
gave me July and | train starts I ter and Lioar's vol nt as walls, at a distance of only 100 yards from | ness and infernal boast as it was on the 23d | step too far. You may drive the hoop of a
aast of engl TAIN Stars ter and hear a voice saying: each other. towers rose for armed men who | of August, 79. And Vesuvius, from the mild | barrel down so hard that it breaks. I will
Angust oi = each Yes, he does come. He comes every “I have an idea, a brilliant one, | watched the city. The streets ran at right | light with which it flushed the sky that sum- | not believe that the international prize fight f,
. hg mn Yam to| Friday and stays until Monday or Nap. We wil get even some way.” Angies ap] from wall to wall, only one street | mer evening us ¥ stood in disentombel Fors Will inks pres on Leng Ian] or ih the Hints A
? recuperate and prepare ior e long | Tuesday. [ow he iovs it! dons | a \ hoe ‘hi excepted, ’ . | peii, seemed suddenly again to heave and | of New York unti see e rowdy rabble
wi ape weeks Se work. 2 os} A t Hoy D3 enjoy Si! It does { I go home and read the Doom Ly hie In the days of the city's prosperity its | lame and rock with the lava and darkness | rolling drunk off the cars at Flatbush avenue
I e s ki pro as ti me good to w atch him. One morning I inter rupted at the brook. read the | towers glittered in the sun: eight strong | and desolation and woe with which more | and with faces banged and cut and bleeding
am at work in my uncle's counting | Hazel ( ‘Witch Hazel,” I have chris- | last verse twice: gutes for ingress and egress: Gate of the | than eighteen centuries ago it submerged | from the imbruting scene. Against this in- !
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house and generally supposed to be|tened her 11 eo tf stroll aan . anle Seashore, Gate of Herculaneum, Gate of | Pompeii, as withthe liturgy of fire and storm | fraction of the laws of the State of New York
: C . g J e 1er) and I go out for a stroll. Break, break, break, . Sh toni $ 2 : 3 i : m :
} his heir, as he has neither kith nor She carries a book of poems under At the Tool of thy crags, 0 soa! Vesuvius being perhaps the most important. | the mountain proclaimed at the burial, | I lift solemn protest. The curse of Almighty
’ i kin except myself So I walked into |] 11 K . poems 2 | Prtthoteader aradsota day that is dead Yonder stood the Temple of Jupiter, hoisted ‘Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.” : God will rest upon any community that con-
] th foxto ¢ Me : that atiedne. after her arm and I know where we shall Will aver some hack to me, at an imposing elevation, and with its six My friends, I cannot tell what practical sents to such an outrage. Does any one
: e private oilice g y ston. There is a grassy seat under the Thies corinthian columns of immense girth, which | suggestion comes to your mind from this | thick it cannot be stopped, and that the con- p
5 ; I g ) —Chicago News. ; : : : a
noon and gave him my address in case | willow 1 » the Wi ’ stood like carved icebergs shimmering in the | walk through uncovered Pompeii, but the | stabulary would be overborne? Then let . 5
8 g ; willows and near the Witch's ford, as —————m light. There stands the Temple of ti t thought th i is that, while | Governor F! end down th i ad %
he should want me at any time. Hazol calls the stepping ones aan oie 1 TY Sands the mp e of the | first thoug t that absorbs me Is : at, ¥ e Jovernor I lower sen 3 ownt eve a regiment A
“That's right, muy boy,” he said, as > ng . rause of Tornadoes. Twelv Gods. onder see the Temple of art and culture are important, they cannot of State militia, and they will clean out the 1
8 got, my Y» 2 ye Witch Hazel throws her broad- i Hercules and the Temple of Mercury, with | save the morals or the life of a great town. | nuisance in one hour. 3
he read the address. Brookside | brimmed hat on the grass and opening | Trom the Gulf of Mexico to the | altars of marble and bas-relief, wonderful | Much of the painting and sculpture of Pom- | Warned by the doom of other cities that
: Farm, Hollowdale. Iam glad you are | the book hands it to me. I always do | North Pole and from the lakes to the un 2 astound om Speers ayes ofart, | peii was 7 SRquIsS that, ile some 2 Top have perished for fap rufflanism, or their
going in for quiet Instead of hothonse | ihe reading while she pails th 1 oo Rocky Mountains is a vast extent oly’ 2g 3e emple of / sseu apius, brilliant with | on the wa 13 where it was first penciled, to be | cruelty, or their idolatry, or their dissolute
2 det 9 gS I he clover | . iL sculpture and gorgeous with painting. admired by those who go there, whole wagon | ness, let all our American cities lead the right
flowers and midnight dances, . refer- | heads and listens silently. To-dayshe country crossed by no mountain chains Yonder are the theatres. partly cut into | loads and whole rooms full of it have been | way. Our only dependence is on God and
ring to my last year’s dissipations at | has handed me Tennyson, open at ihose to intercept or retard the velocity of | surrounding hills, and glorified with pic- transferred to the Museo Borbonico at Na- | Christrian influences. Politics will do noth-
Long Branch. ‘‘And now, I daresay, | mournful verses, some of the most air current. The extent of this coun- tured walls, and entered under arches of im- | ples, to he admired by the centuries. ing but make things worse. Send politics to J
a : S J : . ’ : ] { ier led t %. Cold posing masonry, and with rooms, for capti- Those Pompeiian artists mixed such dura- | moralize and save a city, and you send
you will want some money, even in| jheautiful lines ever written, I think: | try 1s equalled by none on earth. Cold | vated and applaudatory audiences seated or | bility of colors that, though their paintings smallpox to heal leprosy or a carcass to re-
: that out-of-the-way place. Here is Break, break, break. air being heavier to the square inch | standing in vast semi-circle. Yonder are the | were buried in ashes and secorim for 1700 | lieve the air of malodor. For what polities
! your salary for the next two months. | On thy cold, gray stones, O sea! than warm air, the cold air, when com- costly ang mons pablle baths of the oy: t oars 3d since they Tore unenvere Zsy wil 40 I refer you ae Sight Toots of :
: ok sl” 3 And I would that my tongue could utter : : = . ; A more than the modern ingenuities of | 0 them have remained there exposed to the | stultification enacted at Washington by our
i Oh, bother the thanks 1” as I attempt The thoughts that arise in me! ing in contact with a warm current| g,/jshad. Notice the warmth of those an- rains and winds and winters and summers | American senate. e
! ed to speak. Now be off with you : : = from the south, always predominates, | cient tepidariums, with hovering radiance | 130 years, the color is as fresh and vivid and American politics will become a reforma-
ia and enjoy yourself. Be sure you are I look ap and say: ‘‘Hazel, I love | forcing the warm air into the upper | of roof, and the vapor of thos: caldariums, | true as though yesterday it had passed from | tory power on the same day that pandemoni-
i back by September 1, and—Dby the | YOU She springs to her feet. currents. The cause of cyclones isthe In decors alcoves, aad the cold dash of | the easel. Which of our modern paintings | um becomes a church. But there are, 1 am .
& i + : S Sig «Mr. auton!” i= i i their frigidariums, with floors of mosaic and | could stand all that? And yet many of the | glad to say, benign and salutary and gra-
2] way, how do you get to this Brookside = 5 . meeting of a head wind from the north | ceilings of all skilfully intermingled hues, | specimens of Pompeiian art show that the cious influences organized in all our cities
¢ » Indeed I do, Hazel,” as I rise f 3 : m i g LY D g
Farm? s ’ se from | with a head wind from the south. They | and walls upholstered with all the colors of | city was sunk to such a depth of abomination | which will yet take them for God and right-
' Somewhat surprised, I gave him the | By Blas at ba Took ; % | meet like two vast armies of men. The the Soiing i and Soke on which to recline fier ig Roth anonen. Sante eousness, Let us ply ie gospel machinery
‘ | : y as still more stone) 4 is she retreats or rather at- | an : £ he is or slumber after the plunge. and petrified and embalmec abomination. | to its utmost speed and power. City evan-
i toonons, wd To te tempts it, but I am in the way and she | De i a the oud of meet 4 3 89 Yonder are the barracks of the celebrated | There was a state of public morals worse | gelization is the thought. Accustomed as
i ished when ne said: may ru w ¢ cio the Wi ’ s grea 1 e air, by comprehension, | gladiators. Yonder is the summer home of | than belongs to any city now standing under | are religious pessimists to dwell upon statis-
i some Friday night and stay over Sun- urns to the Witch's ford. The stones | becomes heavier to the square inch | Sallust, the Roman historian and Senator, | the sun. ties of evil and dolorous facts, we wantsome
i day with you. Jersey milk and butter | 87€ slippery from recent rains. She is | than wood or the human body, hence the gaehiisatise BS Sinporis as his charac. | Yet how many think that all that is neces- | one with sanctified heart and good digestion ——
i o trembling and slips when in the mid- | of s ter was corrupt. There is the residence of | sary is to cultivate the mind and advancethe | to put in long line ths statistics of natures hackb
Ei never hurt me. Well, goodby, my 8 I he mi either one will float in the same man- > Hh i o : : Eo Seine 1 ; an SRE ol ka :
mover hurt me. | Well goodby, my | G0 02 LL ony ok frown | oe thas wood wi font eter it ot Eaten es ET | MSI! A wilh Yh | rm PR rial on
is i girls,” with a twinkle in his eye. but she could soil the dainty muslin floats because it is lighter to the square the home of Lucretius, with vasesand antiqui- | elevating work? Why, Pompeii had Cicero Give us pictures of churches, of schools, Easter
#01 Ten o'clock that night finds me jolt- dress and spoil the pretty slippers, so | inch than water. Place water in an ties enough to turn the head of a virtuoso. | half of every year for its citizen. Have you | of reformatory associations, of asylums of mount
Ef 3 a i ket | I take her in my arms and carry her | ordi wish B 1 a ; 1% Yonder see the Forum, at the highest place | the idea that literature is all that is neces- | mercy. Break in upon the ‘‘Misereres” of white
a i ing over country roads 1n a marke : ; y I | ordinary was owl and zemove the| inthe city. It is entered by two triumphal | sary to keep a city right? Why, Sallust, with | complaint and despondency with **To ash an
i i wagon, drawing deep draughts of back. She struggles to free herself, | plug and it will be observed that in | arches. Tt is bounded on three sides by | a pen that was the boast of Roman litera- | Deums” and ‘‘Jvbilates of moral and re- place :
g 1 country air and listening to the cheer- but I will not let her go until she an- passing out the water forms a circular fost eolpans, hat 5 " ture, Jada austin in that Zoomed city. Do | ligious victory.” Show that the day is com- all a fe
Ee : 4 TS y : J sSwers me. " . : Ss onder, in the suburbs of the city, is the | you thin that sculpture and art are quite | ing when a great tidal wave of saivation will monst
Ei fal ship of crinkle fe Fein Pinolly she gives in and says: | reaction. Air beings liquid Joo the home of Arrius Diomed, the mayor of the | sufficient for the production of good morals? roll over all our cities. Show how Pompeii Weste
i : into a pretty lane, edged on ot “1 do 1s Harrv. T : same in passing elther upwards Or | suburbs, terraced residence of billionaire- | Then correct your delusion by examining | buried will become Pompeii resurrected. on a
Eo} sides with small crabapple trees. "Still do love you, Harry. here! Does | downwards; hence the funnel-shaped | dom, gardens, fountained, statued, colon- the statues in the Temple of Mercury at Pom- | Demonstrate the fact that there are millions “~~ and a
BE 4 another turn, and we draw upin front that satisfy you, you silly boy?” with spout of the cyclone centre. When paaen, the cellar of Tat Sys fen wih io peii, or thy winged fiios of its Parthenon, | of good men and women who will give o . Nebra
J , : ’ ; ; J ei
i : Y a wondrously tender lo gt ; ee 3 Ay : es of rarest wine, a few drops of which | and the colonnades and arches of this house | themselves no rest day nor night until cities and C
Ej of a little, old, gabled farm house, bright ney eve ok from the live immense bodies of air coming from | ere found 1800 years afterward. Along the | of Diomed. that are now of the iA of the buried cities pine
gE covered with pretty green vines and gn: yes. | opposite direction meet, the only | streets of the city are men of might and | By all means have schools and Dusseldorf | of Italy shall take type from the New bucke
£ i climbing roses. ne Dex day ry us at the same | egress is upwards and sideways, and in | Women of pease formed into bronze that | and Dore oxistions and galleries where | Jerusalem coming down from God out of bucke
i : St ’ 3 place, and as we throw ourselves on 5 i s g 1 | many centuries had no power to bedim. Bat- the genius of all the centuries can bank it- | heaven. I hai .the advancing morn. ‘igpsen
23 So ou the os Ley IY the Tank, she with her head on Nap’s Prat Spans st tle soonest on walls in oko Yin all time | self up js Jovy sculpture, and all bric-a- I make the same proclamation to-day that prefer
# ; of it that night a ; ur, > x £ cannot efface. Groat city of Pompeii! So | brace, and all pure art, but nothing save the | Gideon made to the shivering cowards of his Row
i { I was up early the next morn- neck, she says: 3 : washbowl downwards. The theory that | Sencca and Tacitus and Cicero pronounced religion of Jesus Christ can make a city | army. ‘‘Whosoever is fearful and afraid. let sional
i Ine and owt on an explor- Harry, where will we live when we | 3 cyclone forms a vacuum is absurd. Fo ton oo ; moral. A 15 propoysion as churches and Bi- | him return and depart early from Mount order
: | g yr ma ) : : NE nprol : Shh M) Ah he v
A : 5 Si 5 : are married? Be Ne . x Stand with me on its walls this evening of | bles and Christian printing presses and re- Gilead.” Close up the ranks. Lift the gos- for a
i ing expedition. The house was built % cioet Morried! 1 sec LB Withdraw air from a glass jar with an | August 23, A. D. 79. See the throngs pass- | vivals of religion abound is a city pure and pel standard. Forward into this Armaged- Fores
i i on a small knoll, and through the vw A : § ave a | gir-pump, and, a feather within | ing up and down in Tyrian purple and gir- | clean. What has Buddhism or Confucianism don that is now opening and let the word Siam,
i } clover field at the back I found a path. hard task before me. She does not | the vaccuum formed willdrop with the | dles of arabesque, and necks enchained with | or Mohammedanism done in all the hun- | run allalong #ie line: Brooklyn for God! public
¥ f Following it slowly I came upon a seem to understand that this is merely | same velocity as lead, or, on the other precious stones, proud official in imposing | dreds of years of their progress for the ele- | All our cities for God! America for God! the E
$ oilowing 1t J : Pp a summer pastime. How ignorant these | hand yas qi toga meeting the slave carrying trays a-clink | vation of society? Absolutely nothing. The world for God! The most of us here exhib
Eg small, pebbly brook, Jraone mn fas country girls are BD) a y you gen compress pri it i with goblets and a-smokeé with delicacies | Peking and Madras and Cairo are just | gathered, though born in the country, will Tea
y ; sun as it rushed over the pebbles. an BS vo : eavier to the square inc an wood from paddock and sea, and moralist musing | what they were ages ago, except as Christi- | die in town. used.
: | now loitering, es if loath to leave the “My dear little girl,” putting my arm | in which case wood will float in tho over the degradation of the times passes the | anity has modified their condition. What is Shall our last walk be through streets work
# { ade ob th 3 ot Allows As 1 around her, “why look forward fo the | air, The lifting power of a cyclone is profligate doing his best to make them worse. | the difference between our Brooklyn and | where sobriety and good order dominate, or India
g : shade oO e drooping =, 29 T,ot it talk f itsell.” Toate gp yey Hark to the clatter and rataplan of the hoofs | their Pompeii? No difference, except that | grogshops stench the air? Shall our last South
gE 3 Natohod it I wofily repeated Tenny-|IROITOW?Y uel T% take care of itso caused (1) by the compression or den- | on the streets paved with blocks of basalt. | which Christiznity has wrought. Favor all | look be upon city halls where justice reigns furnis
# i son’s lines: ee 3 ““Yes; but we will be married some | gity of the air, and (2) by its velocity. | See the verdured and flowered grounds slop- | good art, but take best care of your | or demagogues plot for the stuffing of ballot is he
N { I chatter over stony ways day, you know.” Combining the power of density with ing into the inmost beautiful bay of all the rolls, and Lind Saban schools, and | boxes? Shall we sit for the Jos time in some ing w
| ; A 2 * “Li H » > cc So ¥ earth—the bay of Naples. your Bibles, and your family altars. church where God is worshiped with the art.
££ In little sharps and trebles, Listen, ig I my gravely. I| that of velocity, which occurs at the Listen to the rumbling chariots, carrying | Yea, see in our walk through uncovered | contrite heart, or where cold formalism goes carve
5 I Juos ine iri ane no oo on Bo ny now. Lot centre or funnel, no power can resist | convivial occupants to halls of mirth and Pompeii what sin will do for a city. We | through unmeaning geintiysionss God save years
& { y a 2, : us love each other this summer. eijt. T seling o ffocati . difi- | masquerade and carousal. Hear the loud ought to be slow to assign the judgment of | the cities! Righteousness is life ; iniquity is te.
g 1 With many a curve my banks I fret will enjoy every minute of the time ; £ Ity }3 fooling i » ° Stion op ai dash of fountains amid the scalptured water | God. Cities are sometimes afflicted just as | death. Remember picturesque, terraced, me C
5 By many a fleld and fallow, Tat whe X 20 pack to ton wo : culty in breathing when near the track | jyy,phs, Notice the weird, solemn farreach- | good peopleare afflicted, and the earthquake, | templed, sculptured, boastful, God defying enc
EF 3 And many a fairy foreland set = go k to town we mnst | of a cyclone is caused from the com-| ing bum and din and roar of a city at the | and the cyclone, and the epidemic are no | and entombed Pompeii ! hit
: With willow weed and mallow. forget this. You will marry some one pression of air.— Minneapolis Tribune. | close of a summer day. Let Pompeii sleep | sign in many cases that God is angry with a ti of the
1 This little stream wound in and out, | some day who is worthy of you.” well to-night, for it is the last night of peace- eity, Suk ne distress is So for Sona good Hoot by Elect x H the ti
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: 3 : “My 1 17? i Ta ful slumber before she falls into the deep | and kind purpose, whether we un erstand eating by eciricity. la
i shaded here and trend by groooill, 3 Loven! Harry!” with a pite Why Tt Is a Tabbie Cat.” PE A ulus. The nom fornor. The Tov that applies te individ- : s i
f drooping willows, whose branches] ous 100K. . shh ing of the 24th of August, A. D. 79, has ar- | uals may apply to Christian cities as well, In some of the hotels in the West a over 1
Ei swaved and kissed their shadows in the I know it would never do to givein, Some writers on the curiosities of | rived, and the days roll on, and it is 1 o'clock | **All things work together for good to those | system of heat regultion which is cer- lay W
i water. I wandered slong, drinking in |so I say, firmly: ‘I mean it, dear. animal nomenclature tell us that the | in the afternoon. “Look !™ I say to you, | that Jove God.’ ' is of hist tainly novel is carried out. For in foreg
2 i i i W ill y i reaSs0 re G i i tanding on this wall, as the sister of Pliny But the greatest calamity of history came y x all
§ the pure, fresh airand revelling in the | We will be happy this summer and not | reason we call a feline of certain =a : ovis ast pei co its fi stance, a guest ine R 156 ane
& : ; : p oy y s | 23 IT » : _ | said to him, the Roman essayist and naval | upon Pompeii not to improve its future con- g , & guest occupying oom bout
3 unexpected sights and beauties of the look forward to the winter.” Sahin) cole 2 ary cat » be commander, on the day of which I speak, as | dition, for it was completely obliterated and | asks for heat. The order is transmit- eed
' place. Now I espy a tiny ford in the Leave me,” she says, imperiously. | cause 1a itha was t he goddess o the | she pointed him in the direction in which I | will never be rebuilt. It was so bad that | ta to a peculiar person, the typewriter hove
shape of a half-dozen stepping stones, | “I want to be alone and think.” crooked-clawed . species. Wagner’s | point you. it nesdedto be hurled 1700 yours befors even | ,¢ 4p, pope] rally. S ” ahovs
1 4 2 a Ce , ON. oh 9 SA : » There is a peculiar cloud on the sky :a | its ruins were fit to be uncovered. So Sodom of the hotel generally. She goes toa :
Yiich iand the other sid 1 4rv to kiss her, but sh Sa Names and Their Meaning,” although Pp ¥ ; : : : palac
i which sodn land me on the other side. try ko 186 Ner, bul sho. Wovos me, has & apt Hd d £2 BL | oo otted cloud, now white, now black. It is | and Gomorrah were filled with such turpi- | switchboard and connection is given Th
I would have explored farther, but an | back. ‘‘Not now, with a shake of her A 1t has a splendid epartment on the | Vesuvius in awlul and unparaileled eruption. | tude that they were not only turned under, | electrically with that room, allowin, hae a
unmistakable sensation in the region | head, and I go up the path. TIamstill | nicknames of birds, does not refer to | Now the smoke and fire and steam of that | but have for thousands of a Joon on heat to pass into it The occupant of table
Pea pd f Aine) 0 : 1... | those applied to the animal species at black monster throat rise and spread, as, by | under. The two greatest cemeteries are the oo i al
of my heart proclaims that breakfast where I gan. 5e8 her and hear as she all rn. Seni ba of > o to | my gesture, I now describe it. It rises, a | cemetery in which the sunken ships are bur- | the room .is, perhaps, particular. A ona)
must be nearly ready, so I slowly re- talks to Nap. :, we use 0 | ,%.F column of fiery, darkness, higher and | ied all the way between Firo Island and | hot-blooded person wishes merely to and t
trace my steps and find mine host| ‘‘He doesn’t love us, Nap. He was consult that work to find out why a | higher, and then "spreads out like the | Fastnet Lighthouse, and the other cemetery | keep from freezing; another wants a rains
i anxiously looking for me and just|only amusing himself. He doesn’t care | tabby” cat bears its unique name, or branches of a tree, with midnights enter- | is the cemetery of dead cities. | bial tempera 2 dh The 1
f Blows. : 2 T | whe a “Jer » tov iss wrapped in its follage, wider and wider. | Iget down on my knees and read the | 118 emperature. Hach can have his
about to ring the bell used on week- | a bit how much he hurts us. Oh, Nap! | Way & Jerusalem” donkey isso called. i Pe sun goss out, and showers of tet y of a long line of them. Here | Wish, for a thermostat with a inter dat
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days to call the farm hands in. Nap!” and she puts her face down on In a curious old work (printed in Lion- | 1 ice stone and water Yrom furnaces more | lies Babylon, once called “the hammer of | is oh tie wallinnd tlie 7oom 3 kee ters,
Mine host is a genial old chap of | the dog and cries bitterly. | don, in 1606) entitled, ‘Names Ap- | than seven times heated, and ashes in aval- | the whole earth.” Dead and buried under | j¢ .1¢ atomntioall cer donirad er the
haps fifty, and his wife, Mrs. Per- This makes me feel very ancomfort- plied to Animate Things,” I find the | anche after avalanche, blinding and scalding | piles of bitumen and broken pottery and 7 i J osired., 10 are s
Dbernaps Ys £ y, PLA. TL : , | following. which seems to explain the | 22d suffocating, descend north, south, east | vitrefied brick. And I hear a wolf howl and | regulation is seventy degrees, but it dyes
kins, is a motherly soul of about the | able. I have just started toward her | Dy = I and west, burying deeper and deeper in |a reptile hissasI am reading this epitaph | canbe departed from as stated. —Hard- a Hind
same age. 1 follow them into the | when she raises her head, looks at the | tabby cat enigma; The terme ‘Tab- | mammoth sepulcher, such as never before | (Isaiah xiii, 21), “The wild beast of tne | ware, the ¢
cool. vine-shaded dining room and |dog and says: ‘I have an idea, Nap, | Die Cat’ is derived from Atab, a famous | or since was opened, Stabje, Herculaneum finer hil) he thre, and their house shall ms The
Ra? o 7 3% T : : i 441 i a ii cle i 11 of doleful creatures.” y
r he } > | streete in Bacdad, a cittie of the Ori- and Pompeii. Ashes ankle deep girdle | be fu ’ ’ 3 . cher
find a nédw member of the family. Ala brilliant one. No, I am not going to | 5 : od og s , BC ey RL AD: od aot y I es toro in fils carn Mis Doz Stopped the Leak. ghes
! pretty, bright-eyed, brown-haired | tell it to you,” as the dog wags his | ent. 18 strcete 1s inhabited by he Out of the houses and temples and thea- | etery of cities is Nineveh. . Her winged lions Th
: maid is singing little snatches of song | tail in sympathy ; “but we will get manufacturers of a silken stuff called | tres and into the streets and down to the | are town, ang Hs slabs of, sahnie have One of the few dogs worth having any
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f as she feeds two fluffy yellow canaries. | even with him, Nap, or I am not Hazel atabi, the waved moriings , of the bonoh 104 matt i isd Trantie Do ob = grumble), an 1% id i i owned by Silas Holbrook, of East by
/ ““My niece, Hazel, Mr. Lauton.” I| Deane.” ; watered silke resembling a cat's cont, death by the heated deluge. And then came | dust of the heroes who fought them. Per- Iarpswell. Starting out from the ito-n
: bow and then involuntarily glance She wipes her eyes and, calling the | From that we call all cats BO marked heavier destruction in rocks after rocks, | haps I put my knee into the dust of her Sar- wharf in a boat with his master the strai
around the room, evidently dining and | dog, walks slowly homeward. The | ‘atab,’ ‘atabbie,” or simply ‘abbie’| crushing in homes and temples and theatres. | danapalus as I stoop to read her epitaph | other day the dog noticed that the mok
Eid eq tv ten till "hh res, but I | cats.” —St. Louis Republic. No wonder the sea receded from the beach as | (Zephaniah ii., 14,) * Now is Nineveh desola- | plug was out of the bott f the boat than
sitting room combined. What a pretty | bears are still near her eyes, but 1 can | lm though in terror, until much of the shipping | tion and dry like a wilderness, and flocks lie ain som © e sugi
room it is, with its old-fashioned rag | see that thought is fast drying them. i ; was wrecked, and no wonder that when they | down in the midst of her; all the beasts of an the water was coming in. After larg
Sut, carpet, the pretty chintz-covered sofa, | I draw back that she may not sze me | Several masses of native silver exe lifted Pliny the elder from the saileloth on | the Nasions ots the cormorant and the bit- | calling attention to the trouble he fore:
carpet, dhe Brey Core oe | aad do nob go in tntil fn time. | ceeding 500 pounds in weight have | whieh e was resting unde bo adonsof | Li, eg RE, LOL wld | Blecel te Baw ovr the Bote, and Kory 4
window covered with the same cool The next day she gravely asks me if | been found in the mines of Norway, three days the entombment proceeded. | hyena laugh. a4 | the water out until his master found a
stuff and the table with its snowy cov- | I will take a walk, and I assent with | Freidburg, Saxony, Bohemia, Peru | Then the clouds lifted, and the cursing of | The next entombed city I pays has a monu- the plug and replaced it.—Lewiston men
ering. inward rejoicing. and Mexico. | that Apollyon of mountains subsided. For | ment of fifty prostrate columns of gray and | (Me.) Journal. Jape