ONE OF THE LOSERS. I see her stand in the twilight there, Her hand and her temple gray ; Her furrowed face it is marked with care, Rough is her garb and thin with the wear Of the work of the long, long day. Bhe turns her face to the distant skies— It is anxious and drawn with pain— And slowly she shakes her head and sighs, Sadly the tears course from her eyes As she enters her cot again. Oh, the white road stretches across the = plain, . And it’s here that she comes each day, For she has not heard that her boy was slain, And she does not know that she looks in vain Through the twilight dim and gray. Sev a0 $ MEE'S WILD RIDE. : é BY ETHELYN LESLIE CVV VDVOV DVD VVER Meg’s ‘“‘wheel” was notone of those fascinating lady’s bicyeles. She did not spin airily over an asphalt pavement | to park or boulevard. Meg’s ‘‘wheel” weighed several hundred pounds. She | rode it out over the Nebraska plains, And, after all, it wasn’t Meg’s wheel anyhow, for it belonged to the North- iron and painted red, and tricycle instead of a bicycle. Meg lived on a ranch, and the near- est village where the trains sometimes was a igned to stop for apanting moment | © ; geigned io flop 1 p Mog - | from the Pullman was called Squaw Creek. a sturdy little broncho pony, which she would ride on a swift lope down the long trail which lay like a the village she would visit at the and saddles and flannel lariats and many other things. And then she wouldrattle her pony’s heels, slipping and scrambling down bluff road to the station, where she would arrive in a cloud of dust and merrily hail the agent, Frank Graham. It was here Meg would agent’s use. And though it the wheel glided over the gleaming rails. Late one afternoon Meg rode to the ‘‘store’’ and found some little excite- ment over a cattle train that had been ditched about two miles below the station. spread rails, the meu said, and nobody was hurt, but it would delay the ex- press, which was due in two hours. Meg rode down to the scene of the accident where the train men were busy. It was already growing dark and they had built great bonfires to help them to clear up what they could while waiting forthe wrecking train. Frank, the agent, had been to the wreck on the tricycle and had raced back to thelittle station to wire for the wrecking engine and warn the ex- press, as the road wound snake-like swiftly along the broad Missouri river in the | heavy shadows at the foot of the bluff, and as it was the ‘“flyer”’it could hardly be signaled safely. It was quite dark when Meg finally turned her pony’s nose toward the station and cantered slowly along to say ‘‘how-de-do”’ to Frank and get the papers he promised | not | her to take home. Also it could be long till the ‘‘flyer’’ wonld be dne, train loaded with passengers and flashing its gleam of the great world beyond the plains into her longing eyes for a brief moment. : the station And then along beside the track gradually came into view. and her eves widened. For the sta- tion was in total darkness. Meg’s quirt came down with a swish on her pony’s flank, and Teddy, amazed and indignant, bucked decidedly to ex- press his strong disapproval of such actions. For he and his young mis- tress understood each cther quirt was never used except in gentle “love taps.” Meg was not western retained her place on Teddy’s back. Finally his slender legs stretched out and hfs nimble heels skimmed the sage bush and sharp cactus till the station was reached. herself from the saddle with a stifled cry, for the agent lay face downward on the dark platform, and the closed doors and black windows of the sta- tion, together with the signal lamps, told a story that froge Mez’s blood. She rolled Frank over, but he was uncouscious from a blow on the back of the head, evidently given by robbers. “And the flyer must be due!’ cried Meg, in an agony of despair. She knew nothing of the mechanism of the signal lamps and to return to the wreck for help would be hopeless, for they would be too late. What was to be done? As Meg moaned aloud Teddy whin- nied uneasily in reply. at him hopelessly. The flyer some- times stopped at a watering tank up the track, but there was a bridge to cross between and Teddy would be useless. Then her eyes fell on the tricycle on the main track, where it had been left when Frank was at- tacked. 1t was the only chance and Meg leaped on the machine. In a moment Teddy and the un- opnscious agent were alone with the silent statior, while down the track the ‘‘click-click, elick-click” of the railroad wheel grew faster and fainter in the distance. The only hope was to reach the water tank before the ex- press left. with a sob, while her wide eyes strained before her through the black- ness for that yellow eye of light that must surely be due. ““Click-click,” went the machine. Waiting!” it seemed to cry, as the girl's hands tightened convulsively | a shriek of agony and HUSTON. o ! | face. | though the engine was just about to ern Pacific railroad and was made of | start from the watering tank as she | dashed into it. | bruised. { from the emigrant the | { nard’s who saved the flyer.” | arrived from the president and other ride her | tricycle, which was a railroad “*wheel”’ | and provided by the company for the | was | heavy Meg's strong arms could make | the handlebar fly back and forth while | i | count. The accident was caused by | { starved young American | morning to raised for nothing, however, and she | | side. | ing him to the | broken he dug a grave for his late Then Meg flung | unlighted ! man visited the eamp. ; mad and very overbearing in his man- i ner. Meg's white lips parted | a on the handles. The wheels spun over the track with a low roar that again and again,as Meg swung around the curves, seemed the oncoming roar of the express. The frightened girl's mouth seemed filled with ashes, her lips were dry and stiff and the sharp particles of sand that swept up into her face and oyes stung like a storm of needles. Her back ached and pained and skarp knives seemed shoot- ing down hex arms and through her numbed and stiff hands that now hardly felt the handlebars. Suddenly the headlight of the ex- press (standing at the tank) loomed in the near distance. Franticially Meg tried to stop her machine, but the best she could do was to retard its progress as it approached the now blinding glaring of the light. With despair Meg reeled back 1m a faint. The helpless little hands fell from the bar and one crash swept her into a merciful obliv- | ion, But Meg was not killed. When she opened her eyes her face and hair were wet where the trainmen had dashed water over her, and many anx- ious eyes were looking down at -her She had been in time, after all, The bicycle was a wreck, and Meg’s left arm was broken and her head cut and her body But she had saved the train and was a heroine.Sympathetic women coaches and from the tourist cars and weary travelers cars together thanked the white-faced girl lying on white ribbon over the prairie, and at [ihe ground in the yellow light of the lanterns. While Meg was convalesc- «So ring 8 7 ing ) gen- “store” where Mr. Smith sold candy | 8 slowly and being mended up ge shirts and | . | hovered around her in an ecstacy of | thankfulness, erally her little brown-haired mother and brawny ranchers rode in miles to see ‘‘that gal of Stan- Letters high officals of the Northern Pacific road, containing beautifully printed pieces of paper bearing very illegibly written signatures and mysterious little holes punched through,and Meg discovered that she was a very im- portant young lady with a bank ac- But, best of all to her, when she was well she went down daily to the | “store” and to see Frank Graham, | who was convalescing, too, after a very long illness, and she glided swiftly ‘and happily on a ‘‘ady’s wheel” of latest make.—Chicage Record. DUG A FELLOW PRISONER'S GRAVE: Experience of an American Under Lopez in a Cuban Prison. Colonel B. F. Sawyer, a prominent | Southern journalist and at present the chief editorial writer of the Rome (Ga.) Tribune, is and most picturesque characters in ' the land of Dixie. When a boy of fifteen or sixteen his | fiery spirit led him into our war with Mexico, and the youngster thorough- ly enjoyed it all the way through. After returning to his home in Ala- | bama the lad didn’t feel like settling | down. | and the life of a soldier in a strange He was fond of adventure, land suited him exactly. It was not long before he became | interested in the cause of free Cuba, and Meg loved to see the long, bright | and as one of the periodical insurrec- tions in that country was thenin prog- | ress he joined the ill-fated expedi- tion of Lopez. | cution of his chief As her pony’s heels thudded lazily | ( prisoners who were not put to death | were chained in couples Meg’s heart leaped oddly in her breast | The capture and exe- left the boy and his comrades {in a bad fix. The few and placed on the public works. Sawyer was harshly treated, and it | looked as though exposure and hard { work would kill him. He managed to | send a note to the American consul, { but nothing was done for him. One of the Spaniards guarding him was | rather clever, and the-captive sent his and the | The half- awoke one find that the prisoner chained to him was lying dead by his The survivor was ordered to bury him, and when the chain bind- corpse was rudely letters through his hands. fellow-sufferer. There was no coffin. | The grave was scooped in the sand by | Sawyer’s tired and trembling hands. The situation was desperate. Saw- ver then wrote a long letter to the British consul, telling his whole story —-his youth, his pitiful condition, the neglect of the American consul and many other matters. The very next day a big English- He was very He talked with the boy p1is- oner and told him to be of good cheer. How he did it nobody but himself and the Spanish authorities ever knew, | but in less than twenty-four hours he secured Sawyer’s release and put him . on a vessel bound for America. She looked | Sawyer devoted himself for a few . years to politics and planting in Ala- | bama, but the first call to arms in the civil war found him ready. At that time he was a prosperous m-n. He cared nothing for money, and when he organized his company he insisted upon equipping it at his own expense. He paid for uniforms, guns, canteens, kunapsacks and everything out of his own pocket. He was a gallant fighter, and his men were imbued with his fearless spirit. Of course he was promoted. He rose to a colonelcy, and would have gone higher if he had cared for such trifles as rank and title. The war left very few of his‘men alive or unscathed. They fought like i tigers and nearly all of them were slain in battle. At the close of the war the colonel faced his nev duties and responsibili: . ties and showed that he oould work a8 hard as he could fight, OR. TALNAGE'S SUNDRY SERHOY. Subject: “The Hounded Reindeer'’=Tet Those Who Are Pursued by the Hounds of Persecution Run to the Glorious Lake of Divine Solace. Text: ‘‘As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee, O God.”—DPsa. xlii., 1. David, who must some time have seen a a deer-hunt, points us here to a hunted stag making for the water. The fascinat- ing animal called in my text the hart isthe same animal that in sacred and profane literature is called the stag, the roetuck, the hind, the gazelle, the reindeer. In Central Syria, in Bible times, there were whole pasture-fields of them, as Solomon suggests when he says, ‘‘I charge you by the hinds of the field.” Their antlers jutted from long grass as they lay down. No hunter who has been long in “John Brown’s tract’ will wonder that in the Bible they were classed among clean animals, for the dews, the showers, the lakes washed them as clean as tho sky. When Isaac, the pa- triarch, longed for venison, Esau shot and brought home a roebuck. Isaiah compares the sprightliness of the restored cripple of millennial times to the long and quick jump of the stag, saying, “The lame shall leap as the hart.” Solomon expressed his disgust at a hunter who having shot a deer is too lazy to cook it, saying, “The sloth- ful man roasteth not that which he took in hunting.” But one [day ;David, while far from the home from which he had been driven, and sitting near the mouth of a lonely cave where he had lodged and onthe banks of a pond or river, hears a pack of hounds in swift pursuit. Because of the previous si- lence of the forest the clangor startles him, and he says to himself: ‘I wonder what those dogs are after.” Then there is a: crackling In the brushwood, and the loud breathing of some rushing wonder of the woods, and the antlers of a deer rend tlie leaves of the ticket, and by an instinct which all hunters recognize the creature plunges into a pool or lake or river to cool its thirst, and at the same time by its ca- pacity for swifter and longer swimming to get away from the foaming harriers. David says to himself: Aha, that is myself! Saul after me, Absalom after me, enemies with- out number after me; I am chased; their bloody muzzles at my heels, barking at my good name, barking after my body, bark- ng after my soul. Oh, the hounds, the hounds! But look there,” says David to himself, ‘“I'hat relndeer has splashed into the water, It puts its hot lips and nostrils into thecool wave that washesitsleathered flanks, and it swims away from the flery canines, and it is free at last, Oh, that I might find in the deep, wide lake of God’s mercy and consolation escape from. my pursuers! Oh, for the waters of life and rescue! ‘As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee, O God.” ”’ The Adirondacks are now populous with hunters, and the deer are being slain by the score. Talking-one summer with a hunter, I thought I would like to see whether my text was accurate in its allusion, and as I heard the dogs baying a littlo way off and supposed they wers on the track of a deer, I said to one of tho hunters in rough cor- duroy: “Do the deer always make for wa- ter when they are pursued?” Hesaid: “Oh, yes, Mister; you see they are a hot and thirty animal, and they know where the water is, and when they hear danger in the distance they lift their antlers and sniff the breeze and start for the Raquet or Loon or Saranac; and we got into our cedar shell- | boat or stand by the ‘runaway’ with rifle |-loaded and ready to blaze away.” one of the oldest | My friends, that is one reason why I like the Bible so much—its allusions are so true to nature. Itspartridesare real partridges, its ostriches real ostriches, and its rein- deer real reindeer. I do not wonder that this antlered glory of the text makes the hunter’s eye sparkle and his cheek glow and his respiration quicken. To say noth- ing of its usefulness, although it is the most useful of all game, its flesh delicious, its skin turned into human apparel, its sinews fashioned into Dbow-strings, its antlers putting handles on cutlery, and the shavings of its horn used as a pungent restorative, the name taken from the hart and called hartshorn. But putting aside its usefulness, this enchanting creature seems made out of gracefulness and elasticity. What an eye, with a liquid brightness as it gathered up from a hun- dred lakes at sunset! The horns,a coronal branching into every possible curve, and after it seems complete ascending into other projections of exquisiteness, a treeof polished bone, uplifted in pride, or swung down forawful combat. The hartis velocity embodied. Timidity, impersonated. The enchantment of the woods. Its eye lustrous in life and pathetic in death. The splendid animal a complete rhythm of musecie, and bone, and color, and attitude, and locomotion, whether couched in the grass among the shadows, or a living bolt shot through the forest, or turning at bay to attack the hounds, or rearing for its last fall under the buckshot of the trapper, It is a splendid appearance that the painter’s pencil fails to sketeh,-and only a hunter’s dream on a pillow of hemlock at the foot of St. Regis is able to picture. When, twenty miles from any settlement, it comes down at oventide to the lake’s edge to drink among the lily pods and, with its sharp-edged hoof, shatters the crystal of Long Laks, it is very picturesque. But only when, after miles of pursuit, with heaving sides and lolling tongue and eyes swimming in death the stag leaps from the cliff into Upper Saranac, can you realize how much David bad suffered from his troubles, and how much he wanted God when he expressed himself in the words of the text: ‘‘Asthe hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee, O God.” Well, now. let all those who have coming after them the lean hounds of poverty, or | the black hounds of persecution, or the spotted hounds of vicissitude, or the pale hounds of death, or who are in any wise pursued, run to the wide, deep, glorious lake of divine solace and rescue. The most of the men and women whom I hap- pened to know at different times, if not now, havo had trouble after them, sharp- muzzled troubles, swift troubles, all-de- vouring troubles. Many of you have made the mistake of trying to flght them. Somebody meanly attacked you, and you attacked them; they depreciated you, you depreciated them; or they overrsached you in a bargain, and you tried, in Wall street parlance, to get a corner on them; or you have had a l'ereavemont, and, instead of being submissive, you are flghting that be- reavement; vou charge on the doctors who failed to effect a cure; or you charge on the carelessness of the railroad company through which ihe accident occurred; or you are a chronie invalid, and you fret, and worry, and scold, and wonier why yon cannot be well like other peoples, and you angrily blame the neuralgia, or the laryn- gitis, or the ague, or the sick headiche. Isaw whole chains of lakes in the Adir- ondacks, and from o2ne height'you can seo thirty, and there are said to be over eight hundred in the great wilderness of New York. So near are they to each other that your mountain guide picks up-and carries the boat from lake to lake, the small dis- tance between them for that reason called a ‘‘carry.”’ And the realm of God’s Word is one long chain: of bright, refreshing lakes; each promise a lake, a very short carry between them, and though for ages the pursued have been drinking out of them, they are full to the top of the green banks, and the same David describes them, and they seem so near together that in three different places he speaks of them as a continuous river, saying; ‘‘There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God;”’ *‘Thou shalt make them drink of the rivers of Thy pleasures;” ‘““Thou greatly enrichest it with the river of God, which is full of water.” ---- ———— | But many of you have turned your back on that supply, and confront your trouble, and you are soured with your circum- stances, and you are fighting society, and you are fighting a pursuing world, and troubles, instead of driving you into the cool lake of heavenly comfort, have made you stop and turn around and lower your head, and it is simply antler against tooth. I do not blame you. Probably under the same circumstances I would have done worse. But you are all wrong. You need to do as the reindeer does in February and March—it sheds its horns. The Rabbinical writers allude to this resignation of antlers by the stag when they say of a man who ventures his money in risky enterprises, he has hung it on the stag’s horns; and a proverb in the far East tells a man who has foolishly lost his fortune to go and find where the deer sheds her horns. My brother, quit the antagonism of your cir- cumstances, quit misanthropy, quit com- plaint, quit pitehing into your pursuers, be as wise as, next spring, will be all the deer of the Adirondacks. Shed your horns. But very many of you who are wronged of the world—and if in any assembly be- tween here and Golden Gate, San Fran- zisco, it were asked that all those that had been sometimes badly treated should raise both their hands, and full response should be made, there would be twice as many hands lifted as persons present—I say many of you would declare: ‘We have al- ways done the best we could and tried to be useful, and why we should become the victims of malignment, or invalidism, or mishap, is inscrutable.” Why, do you know the finer a deer and the more elegant its proportions, and the more beautiful its bearing, the more anxious the hunters and the hounds are to capture it. Had the roe- buck a ragged fur and broken hoofs and an obliterated eye and a limping gait, the hunters would have said: ‘Pshaw! don’t let us waste our ammunition on a sick deer.” And the hounds would have given a few sniffs of the scent, and then darted off in another direction for better game. But when they see a deer with antlers lift- od in mighty challenge to earth and sky, and the sleek hide looks as if it had been smoothed by invisible hands. and the fat sides enclose.the richest pastare that could be nibbled from the banks of rills so clear they seem to have dropped out of Heaven, and the stamp of its foot defles the jack- shooting lantern and the rifle, the horn and the hound, that deer they will have if they must needs break their neck in the rapids. So if there were no noble stuff in your make up, if you were a bifurcated nothing, if you were a forlorn failure, you would be allowed to go undisturped; but the fact that the whole pack is in full ery after you is proof positive that you are splendid game and worth capturing. Yes, for some people in this world there seems no let-up. ''hey are pursued from youth to manhood, and from manhood to old age. Very distinguished are Lord Staf- ford’s hounds, the Earl of Yarborough’s hounds, and Queen -Victorla pays eight thousund five hundred dollars per year to her Master of Bucikhounds. But all of them put together do not equal in number or speed, or power to hunt down, the great kennel of hounds of which Sin and Trouble are owner and master. But what is a relief forall this pursuit of trouble, and annoyance, and pain, and be- reavement? My text gives it to you in a word of three letters, but each letter is a ~hariot if you would triumph, or a throne if you want to be crowned, or a lake if you would slake your thirst—yes, a chain of three lakes—G-O-D, the One for whom David longed, and the One whom David found. You might as weli meet a stag which, after its sixth mile of running at the top- most speed through thicket and gorge, and with the breath of the dogs on its heels, has come in full sight of Seroon Lake, and trv to coolits projecting and blistered tongue with a drop of dew from a blade of glass,as to at- tempt to satisfy an immortal soul,}when fly- ing from trouble and sin, withanything less deep, and high, and broad, and immense, and infinite, and eternal than God. His comfort, why it embosoms all distress. His arm, it wrenches off all bondage. His hand, it wipes away all tears. His Christly atone- ment, it makes us all right with the past, and all right with the future: all right with God, all right with man, and all right for- ever, Lamartine tells us that King Nimrod said to his three sons, “Hore are three vases, and one is of clay, another of amber, and another of gold. Choose now which you will have.” The eldest son, having first choice, chose the vase of gold, on which was written the word “Empire,” and when openedit was found to contain human blood. The second son, making the next choice, chose the vase of amber, inscribed with the word “Glory,” and when opened it contained the ashes of thcse who were once called great. The third son took the vase of clay, and, opening it, found it empty, but on the bottom of it was in- scribed the name of God. King Nimrod asked his courtiers which vase they thought welghed the most. The avaricious men of his court said the vase of gold. The poets said the one of amber. But the wisest men sald the empty vase, because one letter of the name of God outweighed a universe. Tor Him I thirst; for His graee I beg; on His promise I build my all. Without Him I cannot be happy. Ihave tried the world, and it does well enough as far it goes, but it is too uncertain a world, too evanescent a world. I am not a prejudiced witness. I have nothing against this world. I have been one of the most fortunate, or to use a more Christlan word, one of the most blessed of men—blessed in my parents, blessed in the place of my nativity, blessed in my health, blessed in my fleld of work, blessed in my natural temperament, blessed in my family, blessed in my opportunities, blessed in a comforiable livelihood, blessed in the hope that my soul will go to Heaven through the pardoning meroy of God, and my body, unless it be lost at sea or cre- mated in some conflagration, will lie down in the gardens of Greenwood among my kindred and friends, some already gone and others to come after me. Lifeto many has been a disappointment, but to me it has been a pleasant surprise, and yet Lde- clare that it I did not feel that God as now my Friend and ever-present help, I should be wretched and terror-stricken. But I want more of Him. I have thought over this text and preached this sermon to myself until with all the aroused energies of my body, mind and soul, I can-ecry out, “As the hart puanteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after Thee, O God.” Oh, when some of you get thers it will be like what a hunter tells of when push- ing his canoe far up North in the winter and amid theice-floes, and a hundred miles, as he thought, from any other human be- ings! He was startled one day ashe heard astepping on the ice, and he cocked his rifle ready to meet anything tbat came near. He found a man, harelooted and in- sano from long exposure, approaching him. Taking him into his canoe and kindling fires to warm him, he restored him and found out where he had lived, and took him to his home, and found village in great excitement, men were searching for the his family and friends rusihel ont to meet him; and, as had been agreod at bis first appearance, bells were rung. and guns were tired, und banquets spread, and the rescuer loaded with presents. Well, when some of you step out of this wilderness, where you have been chilled and torn and sometimes lost amid the icebergs, into the warm greetings of all the villages of the glorified, and your friends rush outto give you welcoming kiss, the news that there is another soul forever saved will call the caterers of Heaven to spread the banquet and the bell-men to lay hold of the rope in the tower, and while the chalices click at the feast, and the bells clang from the tur- rets, it will be a scene so uplifting I pray God I may be there to take part in the celestial merriment. “Until the day break and the shadows flee away, be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the moun- tains of Bether.” A Japanese admiral receives, by a recent ordinance, 6u00 silver dollars a year, a vice- admiral 4000, while first and second-class captains get 2496 and 2263 respectively. all the | A hundred | tost nea, and 4 OF 0 Cell, striking his elbow, break- (ESHNE STATE EWS CORERSED DUG OUT OF A FRISON. Burglars Leave a Note for the Jailer Baying Tte) Were Bound for the Klondike. Henry McVay and Fred Hawks, pris- oners in the Potter County jail at Cou- dersport, who were charged with burg lary, escaped the other night by tun- neling under the jail yard gate. Tha digging was done with a pick, which had been smuggled in to them. They left a note on the cutside of the prison gate, in which they bade good-bye to Sheriff Gillon, stating that they werq headed for the Klondike. The following pensions were issued last week: David S. Crawford, Beaver Falls, $6; James A. Thompson, Storms=- tcwn, Center, $8; Peter A. Miller, New Paris, Bedford, $8 to $105 John W. Mil« ler, Conneaut Lake, $6 to 38; John B. Miller, Waynesboro, $6 to $3; Alexan- der Clark, Townville, $6 to $8; James Conrad, Strongstown, $6 to $8; Nathan- fel Zimmerman, Stoyestown, $8 to $17; minors of W. A. Varner, Callenshursg, Clarion, $12; John Baptist, Allegheny, $6; John Madden, Towanda, $3; Abe Stint, Loveville, Center, $6; Joseph S. Bevan, Pittsburg, $6; Andrew W. Long, Locust Gap, $6; llczekiah P. Blair, Philipsburg, $6 to $8; W. S. Tiffany, Kennerdell, Venango, $3 to $10: W. Daughtery, Hermine, $12 to $17; Johan- na M. Muller, Allegheny, $8; Sarah A. V. Stern, Bedford, $8: Thomas J. Kee- nan, Pittsburg, $8 (special act); Char.es E. Taylor, Franklin, $30; Robert Camp- bell, New Castle, $6: Silas M. Wherry, Ebensburg, $6; Daniel Kuhns, Youngs- town, $8 to $12; Judith A. Pratt, Smeth- port, 38; Mary Hammer, Alum Bank, Bedford, $8; ° Elizabeth O’Neal, Con- nellsville, $12; William T. Mayers, Hawrun, Clearfield, $6; Charles G, Wi'- liams, Westfield, Tioga, $6; William Gable, Shamokin, $8; William Edwards First, Soldiers’ Home, Erie, $6; Danicl Pierce, Summit City, McKean, $12; W. A. Roush, Howard, Center, $6 to $10; Samuel Koons, Lindsey, Jefferson, $6 to $10; Martin I.. Summers, Mont Alto, Franklin, $8 20 $12; Samuel W. Evans, Brush Valley, Indiana, $6 to $8; Ab- ner McConnell, Blairsville, $6 to §12; Samuel J. Cloyd, Orbisonia, $30; Sam- uel F. Miller, Johnstown, $8. A member of a wholesale tobacco flim of New Castle was driving along the road one day last week when he saw a terrific struggle going on in the bushes. On investigation he found two blacksnakes, each over seven feet long, struggling for the possession of a full grown chicken, which was still living. The two snakes had their tails around a tree and each had one coil around the chicken. The reptiles struggled for fully ten minutes, when they liter- ally pulled the chicken in two. The spectator killed the!snakes. Joseph Brown and Minus Delaney, accused of the Leonard murder, were glven a hearing jointly before Mayor Black and Coroner T. H. Minshall at Chester a few days ago. Drown con- fessed that on the fatal Friday night he and Minus Delaney got up to get some of Peter Leonard’s chickens, an while they were there Peter Leonard came out of the cabin and he struck him with a piece of wood. Delaney then “Struck Mrs. Leonard, who had also appeared. The defendants were held without bail. William Himmelrich, a brakeman, in a fit of jealousy, shot his wife at the Central Hotel, at Harrisburg, a. few days ago, where she has been working. Albert Miller, the hotel proprietor, heard the shot, which was fired in the dining room, rushed in and was fired at. The woman may recover. Himnie'- rich had evidently intended suicide, having a written a note of good-by to his friends. The woman was shot in her right side. In a Bohemian boarding house at Greensburg the other night Mrs. Mary Grubage, aged 21, mother of two chil- dren, was shot through the heart and killed. Peter Koker was examining a revolver. She wanted to see it, snatch- ed it from his hand and discharged it. James Carney of Apollo was riding on the bumpers of a freight car when the train broke in two and he fell and was Killed... His brother saw. him killed. Westmoreland county thieves lately have been quite active, and several large hauls have been reported. It does not seem that the culprits are overly particular as to what they take. A fine cow was stolen from the stable of Harry Haretey, at Harrison City, Pa., Sunday night, .and, taking the animal to a neighboring woods, the neighboring woods, the thieves slaugh- tered it and carried away the meat. The animal was valued at $50. While Mrs. Joseph Bailey was read- ing a paper at her home near the Wynne coke works, at Oliphant fur- nace, near Uniontown, recently the house was wrecked and half of it was carried down into the ground, caused by the ground caving in where the coal had been taken out. None of the family was hurt, but the house has to be abandoned. Women’s coats and wraps, said to be worth $1000 in the aggregate, were carried off the other night by thieves from a Pennsylvania Railroad freight car on the siding at Norristown. The goods had been shipped from Trenton, and were consigned to L. 3. Hydeman, a local storekeeper. Lawrence county teachers’ institute opened at New Castle with 300 teach- ers present. Instructors, County Sp- perintendent Thomas Stewart, City Superintendent Cannon, State Superin- tendent Schaeffer, Dr. Athterton, Hon. Wallace Bruce and others. Jesse Walton, a telegraph operator at Greensburg, who came a few weeks ago from New Brighton, was Killed on the Southwest branch ot County Home Junction, having been struck by an engine. He leaves a wife who is in ill health. An unknown man was struck by an engine on the Pittsburg & Western road at Butler last week and his skull crushed. He died at the hospital. Two railroaders identified the body as that of John Huston of New Castle. The first football accident of the sea- son at Grove City occurred a few days ago, when Alvadore Nightwine broke his arm. He was running for the ball ing two small bones. As the result of a fierce brawl at a christening hend near Mt. Pleasant last week Mike Cubia is dead, and Al- bert Musine is under arrest An immense eagle swooped down en a flock of sheep belonging to Farmer George Stambaugh, of Hickory town- ship, Mercer County, and carried off a lamb. Raymond, aged 17, son of John Nelly, of Beaver Falls, fell the other morning while trying to board a freight train on the Lake Erie and was killed. Frank Leatis, of Duryea, stabbed iis brother-in-law, William Matchoner, three times in the neck and body, kill- ing him. Henry McKenzie, of East Greens- ton, Tony Wisal had four fingers of his left hand blown off. A large golden eagie was killed in Sugar Grove township, Mercer county. It had been preying on lambs. THE SIBBATH SCHOOL CESSON. INTERNATIONAL LESSON COMMENTS FOR OCTOBER 30. Lesson Text: “Messiah’s Kingdom Fore told,” Isalah xi., 1-10=Golden Texts Isaiah xi., 9—Commentary on the Les son by the Rev. D, M, Stearns. 1. “And there shall come forth a rod out of the stem of Jesse and a branch shall grow out of his roots.” The title of our lesson is *‘Messiah’s Kingdom,” and if wae can only get a somewhat clear idea of what the Scriptures teach. concerning this king dom it will prove a great blessing to us. It clearly has to do withthe Son of Jesse, and} according to the golden text, will fill the whole earth. The throne will be the throne of David at Jerusalem, according to Isa. ix., 7, and Jer. iii., 17, and the King will bd none other than the Son of David, the Son of Abraham, of Math. i., 1, of whom Gabriel said that He would from David’s throne reign over the house of Jacob forever and of His kingdom there should be no end (Luke i., 32, 33). : 2. ““‘And the Spirit of the Lord shall rest upon Him.” Counting this expresion with the other six in this verse, there is here a sevenfold fullness of the Spirit’s power to be manifest in the King, the Messiah. The six are suggestive of His power to discern the nature and difference of things, His power to form right eonclusions and to carry outright purposes, His thorough acquaintance with God and sincere adora- tion of Him. It pleased the Father that in Him all fullness should dwell, all the full- ness of the Godhead (Col. i., 19; ii., 9). Full of grace and truth (John i., 14). : 3. “And shall make Him of quick under- standing in the fear of the Lord.” Other readings of this sentence are: ‘His de- light shall be in the fear of the Lord” (R. V.); “The fear of the Lord is fragrance to Him” (Del.); *‘To refresh Him in the fear of Jehovah” (Young). He could say: “I delight to do Thy will, O my God! I do always those things that please Him” (Ps. xl., 8; John ~iii., 29). His conclusions are not formed from what He sees or hears. He knews what is in man. 4, “But with righeousness shall Hae judge the poor and reprove with equity for the meek of the earth.” What a gloria ous administration of earth’s affairs there will be when such a King shall sit on Davld’s throne! Consider Jer. ili., 17, 18; xxiii., 5, 6, and compare Ps. 1xxii. and let your heart cry verses 18 and 19. Sut bhe- fore this kingdom can come or in con- nection with its coming there must be an overthrow of the wicked one and his associates and followers. This smiting is referred to in Ps. ii., 9; Rev. il., 26, 27; II Thess. {i., 8; Rev. xvii.; 14; xIx., 20. It is seen to be at the coming of our Lord in powet and glory, and at that time all the saints shall come back with Him (I Thegs, ili., 13; iv., 14; Zech. xiv., 1. ¢.). 5. ‘‘And righteousness shall be the gir dle of His loins and faithfulness the girdle of Hisreins.”” A King shall reign in right- eousness, and the work of righteousness shall be peace, and the effect (servize) of righteousness, quietness and assurance forever (Isa. xxxii., 1, 17). All His doings are bound up in righteousness and faithe fulness, and the ‘fruit is peace. When Jeremiah would reason with God concern- ing the prosperity of the wicked, he be- gins by saying, ‘‘Righteous art thou, O Lord, yet’ (Jer. xii.,1). When Nehemiah bewails the sins of his people and the cons sequent judgments of Jehovah, he says, ‘“Howbeit thou are just in all that is brought upon us?” (Neh. ix., 33), and in connection with the pouring out of the vials of God’s wrath in the great day of the Lord the testimony is, ‘Just and true, aro Thy ways, Thou King of nations’ (Rev. xv., 3). We may always be sure that “As for God, His way is perfect” (Ps. xvili., 30). poi 6-8. ‘‘“The wolf also shall dwell with the Jamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid.” This picture of wild and domes- tic animals and little children living in peace together will surely be literally ful. filled. As it was in the Garden of Eden, and as it was in the ark of Noah, so shall it be in all the earth. There shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying, nor pain, for all things on earth shall be made new (Rev. xxi. 4,5). The creation itself shal be delivered from its bondage, and he made to enjoy the liberty of the glory of the children of God (Isa. Ixv., 25; Rom. viil., 21). It is undoubtedly true that some peo- nls act like wild beasts, oft roaring like ions or growling like beasts or devouring like wolves; that such people both in heathendom and Christendom become by the grace of God like lambs, and that often it is through a little child that God leads them to Himself, but we must not suppose that the salvation of soulsis all that we are taught in these words, for it is only by a figure that we find that here. This earth is to be wholly subdued by our Lord Jesus Christ and made like heaven not by the the preaching of the Gospel as a present, but by the personal reign of our Lord Jesus after He shall return in glory (Rev, xi., 15-19). 9. “The earth shall be full of the knowl- edge of the Lord, as the waters cover the sea.” This statement is found for the flrst time in Num. xiv., 21, then here, and after- ward in Hab. ii., 14. In the first place, it is in connection with the forgiveness of Israel as a nation, and so it is here (see verses 11 to 18), for it is God’s plan that through Israel all nations shall be blessed. The goypel now being preached in all na- tions will gather out of all nations a people for His name, the church, His body; then, having taken His church out of the world to be with Him, He will return with them for Israel’s conversion and through them the blessing for all the world. This is the simple programme clearly set forth in Acts xv., 14-18. 10. ““And in that day there shall be a root of Jesse which shall stand for an ensign of the people. To it shall the gentiles seek, and His rest shall be glorious.” His first ame in the New Testament is Jesus Christ, the Son of David, and His last the Root and the Offspring of David (Math. i., 1; Rev. xxii., 13). When He shall be King in Jerusalem, to Him shall all nations seek (Jer. ill.,, 17), and like the queen of Sheba and the wise men from the east, they will bring their wealth to Him (Isa. ix., 5, 6, 21). Now the glad tidings of re- demption by His blood is carried to all na- tions, and but few believes it, but then all nations shall flock to Him or to Israel be- cause of Him, and there shall be peace on earth, and the nations shall learn war no more. See Isa. ii., 3, 4; Zech. viii., 22, 23. While we wait and work and watch for the coming of thé glory of His kingdom we may have in heart and life a foretaste of that rest and glory if we will let Christ in us, the hope of glory, have full control of the property which He has bought with His precious blood. Whole hearted sub- miseion to Him, ready for any manner of service, with implicit confidence in Lis management, will surely bring this rest.— Lesson Helper. 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