Decatur Democrat, Volume 35, Number 8, Decatur, Adams County, 15 May 1891 — Page 2

She democrat decGCtukTinij. M. BLACKBURN, ... Pußnisirra. Some conscientious vigilantes in California, after hanging an innocent man suspected of murder, politely sent a note of apology to the widow. A policeman in Dubuque, la., captured a deer with a lasso, on his beat the other night, and attempted to take the animal to the station, but instead was given a lively turn around town, j his prisoner finally escaping to the woods. To bring down the mosquitoes that settle by day on the ceiling to wait for their victims at night, fasten the cover of a tin box on a lath, pour a little kerosene in the cover, hold it up close under the mosquito, and he will fall into it every time. Each trip of a first-class ocean steamer, say from Queenstown or Liver- *■ pool, costs about $20,000. This includes salaries, maintenance of crew, wear of machinery, etc., and a reasonable interest on the inoney spent in building the vessel. English doctors say that the harsh treatment the boys at Rugby give each other is prolific of malformations, catarrh bronchitis, rheumatism, and consumption. A cold water ducking in January is considered a fine joke on a nervous, pale-faced boy. , The first offender whom Mayor Post, of Tdmpa, Fla., called upon Friday morning was the last man who appeared before him when he was Mayor of the town of Tampa five years ago. For the sake of “auld lang 'syne” his honor only assessed a fine of sl. It is estimated that there are over 8,000 families who live in shanty boats along the Ohio River, floating from town to town with the current, tying up where they will, and working for nd one. The only thing they respect is a steamboat driving full at them in a dark night. The money difference between two Kentucky negroes who were settling up was only 7 cents, but they gazed at the principle of the thing and went at each other with vigor. The one who recovers from his wounds will probably get the change and no doubt feel greatly consoled; • A cow in the outskirts of Jersey .City has adopted a young man, or at least tried to, and calls after him with every sign of motherly affection as long as he * is in sight. Had Berry Wall ever gotten into a pasture with a motherly old cow she wonld never have let this cold world take him away again. A novelty in the washing machine line has just been invented. It is con- <■ nected with a child’s swing, and after the soiled garments, with the proper quantity of soap shavings, have been put in the tub a child is placed in the swing, which is set in motion and moves automatically and turns the washing machine. A New Jersey man made affidavit that he shook hands with George Washington. It was then discovered that he was not born until eleven years after Washington’s death. He says there must be a mistake somewhere as to when the great man passed away, and that history is probably about thirty years out of true. * The editor of the Week, a paper published in the Indian Territory, refused to insert >a death notice free, and the man who brought it in pulled his gun and popped the editor over with the remark: “All right! I’ll give you a chance to put One in for yourself for nothing!” He will, however, hang for it. "By George! Mary, but I have just dreamed that the store was on fire!” said a Cincinnati merchant as he awoke the other night; and half an hour later word came that his establishment had burned out. As the companies refuse to pay the insurance, it would probably have been better had he not dreamed. A sick woman of Huntingdon County, Indiana, expressed a strong craving for , quail, but her husband said it was unlawful to kill the birds. Shortly afterward visitors came, and, while the invalid was expressing her intense longing. audcjenly there was a sound of something in collision with the house, and, upon investigating, six lifeless quails were found. \ Whes the members of the Minnesota Legislature visited the State Prison the other day, the Younger boys, outlaws,, and murderers, stood in the private office all dressed up, and as each mem- . ber filed past he was introduced in regular form, the same as at the President’s reception. It was considered a great honor by the Solons. A writer in a ladies’ journal has a word of encouragement for girls who lament having red hair. The Catherines, who made Russia great, had red hair; so had Maria Theresa, who saved Austria and made it the empire that it is; so had Anne of Austria, who ruled France for so long; so had Elizabeth of England and Catherine Borgia, as well as Marie Antoinette, whose blonde tresses had in them a glint of gold. Salmon generally attain a length of from three, to four feet, and an average weight of twelve to thirty pounds, but these limits of size and weight are . frequently exceeded. The heaviest Tay salmon recorded seventy pounds, and the biggest fish taken with a rod and line was a sixty-nine and a-half pounder, which fell to a former Earl of Home. A stone glowing at white heat fell from the clouds near the mouth of Pistol River, in Oregon. It resembled

granite, weighed over 400 pounds, and imbedded itself several feet in the earth. Persons who saw it went to dig it out, but found it so hot that it could not be touched. After it had been cooled it was removed, and will soon be placed on exhibition. There is never a season when there are less than three treasure-hunting expeditions on foot along some coast, and, outfitted from England, Spain, or the United States—the only three nations which seem to take stock in legends. Two are now in the South seas, one on the coast of Florida, and the fourth in the Caribbean Sea. If any treasure is ever found no one hears of it. A citizen of Silverton, Idahoj told the people that a snow-slide was booked for a certain night two weeks ago, but they couldn’t see it He sat up alone, therefore, and at 1 o’clock in the morning, while all others were asleep, a million tons of snow broke loose and took a slide of two and a half miles. He has something to brag of for the next ten years. The smell of paint may be taken away by closing up the room and setting in the center of it a pan of lighted charcoal, on which has been thrown some juniper berries. Leave this in the room for a day and a night, when the smell of the paint will be gone. Some persons prefer a pail of water in which a handful of hay is soaking. This is also effectual in removing the odor of tobacco smoke from a room. A storekeeper at Glenmoore, Montgomery County, Pennsylvania, recently had two dozen boxes of axle grease stolen from his place, and making an investigation traced the theft to some Hungarians employed in a neighboring quarry. He visited their huts one day, | and was shocked to find a box of his axle grease on the table and the Hungarians eating it on their bread in the place of butter wjth great gusto. VAn aged widow of Westport, Conn., was stricken with paralysis two years ago. Her condition presents a case that is puzzling the physicians. Her left side is entirely useless and she has lost the power of speech. Her eyes never close, but she pays no attention to visitors, and only at a times to members of the family. For days at a time, after passing into a comatose state, she resembles very much a dead person. The first organized Oklahoma raid, it is said, was made at night on April 13, 1880, by thirteen men, two of whom as guides marked the trail by placing old buffalo skulls at prominent ridges, so that the route is known to this day as Hog’s Back Trail. A location was selected on April 22. A city six miles square in area was surveyed and three houses built, and then on May 15 came Lieut. Pardee with twelve soldiers and twelve Indian scouts from Fort Reno and arrested the whole party. Cable dispatches recently published gave an incorrect explanation of the forwarding to Cuba of some 6,000 soldiers from Spain. It was stated that they were sent to Havana to re-enforce the army there with a view to suppressing revolutionary movements which might be in preparation. It appears that there is nothing unusual in the military operation mentioned above. Under the heading of “Re-enforcements for the Army” a Havana paper, the Diario de la Marina, says: “Much comment has been made in regard to the approaching arrival of a certain nujnber of soldiers who are merely destined to fill up the usual ranks of the army. This is only a governmental measure, which is taken every year and which does not excite the attention of anybody. It is not a thing of an extraordinary character, and it is proper that all Should be reminded of this.” A Playwriter’s Luck. A man with his trousers in his boottops and a whip in his hand called at the box office of one of the detroit theaters the other day, and, after fumbling about in his pockets for awhile, brought out about a dozen sheets of foolscap pinned together and said: “Here’s a play my daughter writ an* composed all by herself. What are you paying this spring?” “The price is way down,” replied the courteous attendant. “Too manv in the market, I suppose?” “That’s it” “Wall, this is a stepper of a play and no mistake. Four murders in it, and no end of love and banging around. ” “I see, but I don’t think we could use it.” “House gets afire; and the heorine puts it out with cider,” continued the man. “Work in cider and fire and you are sure to hit everybody. I suggested the cider myself.” “Yes, but I told you, the price is way, way down.” “I expect so. How much’ll ye give ?” “I am ashamed to make you an offer.” “Pooh! Don’t be afraid of hurtin’my feelins! Jest go right ahead and say what ye’ll give.” “Well, sir, plays are such a drug in the market that I couldn’t offer you over—over twenty-five cents—really couldn’t do it” “Twenty-five ?” “Only twenty-five.” “Gimme the money—she’s yours!” said the man, as he handed it in; and after swallowing the lump in his throat and turning about forty different colors, the official passed out the quarter and took in the play and sadly dropped it iiF the waste basket.— Free Press. Anti-Rust Coal Tar. A simple and economical way of tarring sheet ircn pipes to keep them from rusting is as follows: The sections as made should be coated with coal tar and then filled with light wood shavings, and the latter set on fire. It is declared that the effect of this treatment will be to render the iron practically proof against rust for an indefinite period, rendering painting unnecessary. It is important that the iron should not be made too hot, or kept hot too long a time, lest the tar should be burned off. Hence the directions for the use of light shavings instead of any other means of heating.— New York Journal.

A WEDDING INVITATION SERMON PREACHED BY DR. TALMAGE. It Was Preceded by the Baptism by the Doctor of a Number ot Infants with Water Brought from the River Jordan. A interesting ceremony was performed in the Brooklyn tabernacle before the sermon was preached. A number of infants who had been brought there by thdir parents were baptized. The water used was some of that which was brought by Dr. Talmage from the river Jordan. The subject of Dr. Talmage’s sermon was “Invitation to a Wedding,” and the text Luke xiv, 17, “Come, for all things are now ready.” Holy festivities to-day. -We gather other sheaves into the spiritual garner. Our joy is like the joy of heaven. Spread the banqnet, fill all the chalices. We are not to-day at the funeral of a dead Christ, we are celebrating the marriage of the king’s son. It was an exciting time in English history when Queen Elizabeth visited Lord Leicester at Kenilworth castle. The clocks in all the towers and throughout the castle were stopped at the moment of her arrival, so continuing to point to that moment as the one surpassing all others in interest. The doors of the great banqueting hall were opened The queen marched in to the sound of the trumpets. Four hundred servants waited upon the guests. It was a scene that astonished all nations when they heard of it. Five thousand dollars a day did the banquet cost as it went on day after day. She was greeted to the palace gates with floating islands and torches and the thunders of cannon and fireworks that set the night ablaze, arid a burst of music that lifted the whole scene into enchantment. Beginning in that way, it went on : from joy to joy and from excitement to excitement and from rapture to rapture. That was the great banquet that Lord Leicester spread in Kenilworth castle. Cardinal Wolsey entertained the French ambassadors in Hampton Court. The best cooks of all the land provided for the table. The guests were kept hunting in the parks all the day, so that their appetites might be keen, and then in the evening hour they were shown into the banqueting hall, with table aglitter with imperial plate and ablush with the very costliest wines, and the second course of the feast was made of food in all shapes, of men and birds and beasts, and dancing groups, and jousting parties riding upon each other with uplifted lances. Lords and princes and ambassadors, their cups gleaming to the brim; drank first to the health of the King of England, and then to the health of the Emperor of France. That was the banquet that Cardinal Wolsey spread in Hampton Court v But to-day, my brothers and sisters, I inyite yon to a grander entertainment My Lord, the King, is the banqueter. Angels of God are the cupbearers, all the redeemed are the guests; the halls of eternal -love frescoed with light and paved with joy and curtained with unfading beauty are the banqueting place, the harmonies of eternity are the music, the chalices of God are the plate, and I am one of the servants come out with invitations to all the people, and oh that you might break the seal of the invitation and read in ink of blood, and with the tremulous hand of a dying Christ, “Come, come, for all things are now ready.” Sometimes there have been great disappointments at a banquet. The wine has given out, or the servants have been rebellious, or the lightshave failed, but I walk all around the banqueting table of my Lord to-day, and I find everything complete, and I swing open-, the door of this banqueting house and I say, “All things are now ready.” Illustrating my text I go on, and in the' first place say that the Lord Jesus Christ is ready. Cardinal Wolsev did not come into the banqueting hall until the second course of the feast, and when he entered, booted and spurred, all the guests arose and cheered him, but I have to tell you that our banqueter, the Lord Jesus Christ, comes in at the beginning of the feast. Ay,. He has been waiting for His guests, waiting for some of them 1891 years, waiting with mangled feet, waiting with hand on the punctured side, waiting with hand on the lacerated temples, waiting, waiting! Wonder it is that the banqueter did not get weary and say, “Shut the door, and let the laggards stay out.” No, He has been waiting. How much He is in earnest! Shall I show you? I gather up all the tears that flooded His cheek in sympathy, all the blood that channeled His brow and back and hand and foot to purchase our redemption. I gather up all the groans coming from midnight chill, and mountain hunger, and desert loneliness, and I put them into one bitter cry. I gather up all the pangs that shot from cross and spike and spear into one groan. 1 take one drop of sweat on His brow, and I put it under the glass of the Gospel, and it enlarges to lakes of sorrow, to oceans of agony. That Christ to-day, emaciated and worn and weary, comes here, and with a pathos in which every word is a heartbreak and every sentence a martyrdom, He says to yoq, and He says to me, “Come, come, for all things are now ready.” Ahasuerus made a feast that lasted 180 days. This lasts forever. Lords and princes were invited to that. You and I are invited to this. Yes, He has been waiting—He is waiting now. Other kings wrap themselves in robes of beautv and power before they come into a banquet. So dees Christ. Oh, He is the fairest of the fair. In His hand is the omnipotent surgery that opened blind eyes and straightened crooked limbs and hoisted the pillars of Heaven, and swung the twelve gates which are twelve pearls. Oh, what a Christ—a Christ of beauty, a Christ of Power. There are not enough cups on earth to dip up this oceah of beauty. There are no ladders to scale these heights of love. Oh, thou flower of eternity, thy breath is the perfume of Heaven. Oh, thou daybreak of the soul, let all nations clap their hands in thy radiance. Chorus! Come ihen and angels and cherubian and seraphim and archangel, all heights, all depths, all immensities. Chorus! . Roll on through the heavens in chariots of universal acclaim, over bridges of hosanna, under arches of coronation, by the towers chiming with eternal jubilee. Chorus! Unto Him that loved us and washed us from our sins in His own blood, and made us kings and priests unto God, to Him be glory. Ah! there is one word of five letters that I would like to write, but 1 have no sheet fair enough to write ,it on, and no pencil good enough to inscribe it. Give me a sheet from the heavenly records, and some pencil used by angels in describing a victory, and then with hand struck with supernatural energy, and with pencil dipped in everlasting morning, I will write it out in capitals of love, J-E-S-U-S Jesus! It is this One that is waiting for you and for me, for we are on the same platform before God. How long He waited for me! How long He has waited for you! Waiting as a banqueter waits for his delayed guests, the meats smoking, and the beakers brimmipg. and the minstrel with his finger on stiff string ready to strike at the first clash of the hoofs at the gateway. Waiting as a mother waits Apr a boy that ten years ago went off dragging her bleeding heart after him. Waiting. Oh,» can .A; -i ■ '

yon not give me some comparison intense enough, importunate enough, high as Heaven, deep as hell, and vast as eternity? Not expecting that you can help me with such a comparison, I simply say He is waiting as only an all sympathetic Christ knows how to wait for a wanderihg soul. Bow the knee and kiss the Son, Come and welcome, sinner, come. But I remark again, not only Christ is waiting, but the Holy Spirit is waiting. Why are some sermons a dead failure? Why are there songs that do not get their wing under the people? Why are there players that go no higher up than a hunter’s hallo? Because there is a missing link that only the Holy Spirit can make. If that Spirit should come through this assemblage this morning there would be a power felt like that when Saul was unhorsed on the road to Damascus, like as when Lydia’s heart was broken in her fine store, like as when three thousand souls were lifted out of midnight into midnoon at the Pentecost Do you notice that sometimes that Spirit takes an insignificant agency to save a soul? I think it is very often that at just one passage of Scripture.,a soul is saved because the Holy Spirit gives it supernatural power. Do you know what it was that saved Martin Luther? It was that one verse, “The jpst shall live by faith.” Do you know what it was that brought Augustine from his horrible dissipation? It was that one verse, “Put ye on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for the flesh, to fulfill the lusts thereof.” Do you know what it was that saved Hedley Vicars, the celebrated soldier? It was the one passage, “Believe in the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved.” Do you know what it was that brought Jonathan Edwards to Christ? It was the one passage, “Now unto Him be glory forever and ever.” One Thanksgiving morning in church I read my text, “Oh, give thanks unto the Lord, for He is good,” and a young man stood in the gallery and said to himself: “I have never rendered one acceptable offering of gratitude to God in all my life. Here, Lord I am thine forever.” By that one passage of Scripture he was brought into the kingdom, and if I might tell my own experience, I might tell how one Sabbath afternoon I was brought to the peace of the gospel by reading of the Syro-Phoenician’s cry to Christ where she said: “Even the dogs eat of the crumbs that fall from the master’s table.” Philosoohic sermons never saved anybody. Metaphysical sermons never saved anybody. An earnest plea going right out of the heart blessed of the Holy Ghost, that is what saves, that is what brings people into the kingdom of Christ. I suppose that the world’ thought that Thomas Chalmers preached great sermons in his early ministry, but Thomas Chalmers says he never preached at all until years after he had occupied a pulpit he came out of his sick room, and, weak and emaciated, he stood and told the story of Christ to the people. And in the great day of eternity it will be found that not so much the eloquent sermons brought meh to Christ as the story told perhaps by those unknown on earth, the simple story of the Saviour’s love and mercy, sent by the power of the Holy Ghost straight to the heart. Come, Holy Ghost. Ay, He is here this morning. He fills all the place. I tell you the Holy Ghost is ready. Then I go on and tell you the church is There are those here who say, “Noones cares for my soul.” We do care for it. You see a man bowing his head in prayer, and you say, “That man is indifferent.” That man bows his head in prayer that the truth may go to every heart. The air is full of prayers. They are going up this morning from this assembly. Hundreds of prayers straight to the throne of a listening God. The air is full of prayers—prayers ascending noon by noon from Fulton street prayer meeting, Friday night by Friday night all over this land, going up from praying circles. Yea, there is not a minute of an any day that there are not supplications ascending to the throne of mercy. The church is ready. And if you should this morning start for your Father’s house there would be hundreds and thousands in this assemblage who would say if they knew it, “Make room for that man, make room for him at the holy sacrament; bring the silver bowl for his baptism, give him full right to all the privileges of the church of Jesus Christ.” Oh, I know there are those who say the church is a mass of hypocrites, but they do not really think so. It is a glorious church. Christ purchased it. Christ built it Christ swung all its gates. Christ curtained it with upholstery, crimson with crucifixion carnage. Come into it. Come intojt Ido not pick out this man or that man and say, “You may come.” I say all.may come—whosoever will. “Come with us and you will do good. The Lord hath promised good concerning Israel.” We are a garden walled around, Chosen and made peculiar ground, A little plot inclosed by grace, Ont of the world’s wild wilderness. Do not say you have never been invited. I invite you now to. the King’s feast. One and all. All! All! But I go further and tell you that the angels are ready. Some people think when we speak about angels we are getting into the region of fancy. They say it is very well for a man when he has just entered the ministry to preach about the angels in Heaven, but after he has gone on further it is hardly worth while. My friends, there is not any more evidence ii» the Bible that there is a God than that there are angels. Did they -not swarm around Jacob's ladder? When Lazarus’ soul went up did they not escort it? Did not David say, “The chariots of God are twenty thousand, even thousands of angels?” Are they not represented as the chief harvesters of the judgment day? Did not one angel in one night slay one hundred and eighty thousand of Sennacherib’s troops? Ob, yes, our world is in communication with two other worlds. All that communication is by angels. When a bad man is to die, a man who has despised God and rejected the Gospel, the bad spirits come on sulphurous wing and they shackle him, and try to push him off the precipices into the ruin, and they lift a guffaw of diabolical exultation. But there is a line of angels, bright and beautiful and loving angels, mighty angels reaching all the wav from earth to Heaven, and when others gather like them I suppose the air is full of them. They hover. They flit about. They push down iniquity from your heart. They are ready to rejoice. Look! There is an angel from the throne of God. One moment ago it stood before Christ and heard the doxology of the redeemed. It is here now. Bright immortal, what news from the golden city’ Speak, spirit blest. The answer comes melting on the air, “Come, come, for all things are now ready.” Angels ready to bear the tidings. Angels ready to drop the benediction. Angels ready to kindle the joy. All ready. Ready, cherubim and seraphim. Ready, thrones and principalities and powers. Ready, Michael the archangel. Yes, Igo further and say that your glorified kindred are ready. I have not any sympathy with modern spiritualism. I believe It is born In perdition. When I see the ravages it makes with human intellects, when I see the homes it has devastated, when I see the bad mortals that very often follow in its wake, I have no faith in modern spiritualism. I think if John Milton and George Whitfield have

hot anything better to do than to craw! under Rochester tables and rattle the leaves, they had better stay home in glory. But the Bible distinctly teaches that the glorified in Heaven are in sympathy with our redemption. “There is joy in Heaven among the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth;” and if the angels hear it do not our departed kindred there hear it? There are those there who toiled for your salvation, and when they bade you goodby in the last hour, and they said, “Meet me in Heaven,” there was hovering over the pillow the awful possibility that you might not meet. But, oh, the pathos when that hand was thrust out from the cover and they said goodby. For how long goodby was it? Now, suppose you should pass into the kingdom of God this morning, suppose you should say: “I’m done with the sins of this world. Fie upon all these follies. O Christ! I take thee now. I take thy service, I respond to thy love, thine.am I forever.” Why, before the tear of repentance had dried on your cheek, before your first prayer had closed, the angel standing with the message for thy soul would cry upward, “He is coming!” and angels poising midair would cry upward, “He is coming!” all along the line of light from doorway to doorway, from wing tip to wing tip, the news would go upward till it reached the gate, and then it would flash to the house of many mansions and find your kindred out, and those before the throne would say: “Rejoice with me, my prayers are answered. Give me another harp with which to strike the joy. Saved, saved, saved!” Now, my friends, if Christ is ready, and the Holy Ghost is ready, and the church is ready, and the angels of God are ready, and your glorified kindred are ready, are you ready? I give with the emphasis of my soul the question, “Are you ready?” If you do not get into the King's feast ft will be because you do not accept the earnest invitation. Arm stretched out soaked with blood from elbow to finger tip, lips quivering in mortal anguish, two eyes beaming everlasting love while He says, “Come, come, come, for all things are now ready.” At Kenilworth Castle, I told you, they stopped all the clocks when Queen Elizabeth arrived, that the hand of time might point to that moment as the one most significant and tremendous, but if this morning the King should enter the castle of your soul, well might you stop all the clocks and have the finger of time pointing to this moment as the one most stupendous in all your life. Would that I could come all through these aisles and all through these galleries, not addressing you perfunctorily, but taking you by the hand as a brother takes a brother by the Hand, and saying to one and all to each, “Come, come; the door is open, enter now and sit down at the feast.” Old man, God has been waiting for thee long years. Would that some tear of repentance might trickle down thy wrinkled cheek. Has not Christ done enough in feeding thee and clothing thee all these years to win from throne word of gratitude? Come all the young. Christ is the fairest of the fair. Wait not till thy heart gets hard. Come, the farthest away from Christ. Drunkard, Christ can put out the fire of that thirst. He can restore thy broken hdme. He can break that shackle. Come now, today, and get His pardon and its strength. Libertine, Christ knew where you were last night. He knows all the story of thy sin. Come to Him this day. He will wash away thy sin, and He will throw around thee the robe of His pardon. Harlot, thy feet foul with hell, thy laughter the horror of the street—O Mary Magdalene! Christ waits for thee. And the one farther off, farther than I have mentioned, a case not so hopeful as any I have mentioned, self righteous man, feeling thyself all right, having no need of Christ, no need of pardon, no need of help—O self righteous man! dost thou think in those rags thou canst enter the feast? Thou canst not. God’s servant at the gate would tear off thy robe and leave thee naked at the gate. O self righteous man! the last to come. Come to the feast. Come, repent of thy sin. Come take Christ for thy portion. Day of grace going away. Shadows on the cliff reaching farther and farther over the plain. The banquet has already begun. Christ has already entered into that banquet tq>which you are invited. The guests are taking their places. The servant of the king has his hand on the door of the banqueting room, and he begins to swing it shut. Now is your time to go in. Now is my time to enter. I must go in. You must go in. He is swinging the door shut Now, it is half shut. Now, it is threefourths shut. Now, it is just ajar. After awhile it will be forever shut! Why -will ye waste on trifling cares That life which God’s compassion spares? While;in the endless round of thought The one thing needful is foigot. Norwegian Breaklasts and Dinner*. The foreigner will be perplexed at first by the appearance of the breakfast table, -which is usually covered from end to end, and from side to side, with an infinite variety of small dishes containing slices of tongue, sausage, ham, corned beef, smoked salmon, bear’s flesh and other dainties. There are also tins of caviare and of sardines, sprats and other kinds of preserved fish. There is usually a heap of radishes piled round a glass of water, and whatever vacant spaces are left about the table are filled up with huge pieces of cheese—Norwegian, Dutch, Swiss and English. In the middle of all there stands a bottle of aqua-vit, or brandi-vin—the white wine of the country, which is a strong spirit flavored with caraway seeds, and distantly resembling kummel. The orthodox fashion is to begin with a slice of bread and butter, covered with flakes of cheese, and with a nip of aqua-vit as an appetizer. Those, however, who do not care to breakfast on relishes and the mere accidents of the meal may take refuge in the hot 1 dishes, which are usually served in the shape of fish and meat. Salmon is the staple fare all over Norway. You get it at morning, noon and night, and in all forms. It enables one to understand the stories that are told of the farm servants in Scotland long ago, who stipulated in their engagements that they should not have salmon for dinner oftener than three times a week. The supper table is very like the breakfast table and quite as abundant. The beverages in common use at both meals are coffee, Norwegian beer and wine- generally claret. A Norwegian dinner is very like a dinner at home, but there are some peculiarities on state occasions which are worth noting. For example, the custom of drinking wine with the guests at table—a custom which is almost exSiloded in this country—is still in full orce in Norway. The initiative, however, rests with the host, who drinks wine with every one, but it would be a breach of etiquette for anv one to offer to drink wine with him. The guests, however, may drink with one another to their heart’s content, dinking glasses in the German fashion, and when in jovial mood vociferating the word “skoal* in token of good fellowship. It is also noticeable that the toasts are given not after the cloth is drawn, but during dinner. The speeches are made bo* tween the courses.— London Tumi ; ’-Xs‘ '■ ?

HER TRUCK. Marandy aad the Children Most Suffer a While Longer. “Madam,” said a conductor on a Southern railway, speaking to a mat-ronly-looking woman who had just got on the train, “why didn’t you put all this trumpery in the baggage car? You’ve got enough to load a'dray.” “What!” she snapped. “Do you reckon I want my stuff stold? I’m going to see my daughter and—look out, don’t tread on them eggs—going to see my daughter and am going to take her something to eat. Laws a massy, she did marry the most shiftless man I ever did set eyes on. Here I’ve got a ham—and it would do you a power of good to see Marandy andthe children eat ham. I ” “That’s all right, madam; no doubt your daughter and her children are passionately devoted to ham, and I should no doubt enjoy seeing them appease their appetites, but the rules of this railroad company forbid the taking up of two seats by one person. So you’ll have to let this stuff be moved to the baggage car.” “Now jest let me tell you what it is, Mister, it won’t be good for the man that lays hands on my truck. I have been scrimpin’ and workin’ too long to get enough necessaries to take to Marandy and the children to let anybody steal them. Go on away and let me alone.” “Madam, I must ” “Look out there, you’ll mash that butter. Mercy on me, I never did see such a man. What I’ve got here may not be much to you who makes a livin’ off the people, but to a woman that has married the most shiftless person in the world it is a deal.” “Yes,” said the conductor, “and it is a good deal to me, too, let me assure you; so much, indeed, that you’ll have to move it.” * $ “I tell you that I must ride with my truck. If you take it to the baggage car I’ll go there, too. What, you talk to me about takin’ any risks when no longer than three years ago I lost a parasol and a handkerchief on this very road. If you say I may go into the baggage car, you may move my truck.” “I am sorry, madam, but passengers are not allowed in the baggage car.” “Then my truck shan’t go there.” The conductor called a brakeman and told him,to move the “plunder.” The old woman protested. The brakemau laid hold of the ham. The • old lady whipped out a case knife from a lunch basket and told him to move off. The brakemau remarking that he could not help having a keen interest in his own welfare, did move off. The conductor came back and said that he would have her arrested for assault with intent to kill. “Ydu may do that as soon as you please,” she answered, “but I am going to stay by my truck. W’y if I was to lose all this, Marandy and the children never would forgive me. I’ll tell you what I’ll do. You put up $2 as a guarantee that my truck will be safe, and you may take it to the baggage car.” “All right,” said the conductor, “rather than to have any trouble, I’ll do that.” He handed her $2 and her truck was taken ton the baggage car. The train stopped at -a station several miles down the road, and when it started again, the conductor noticed the woman was gone. He went to the baggage car and found that her truck was still there. “That’s strange,” said he. “Let’s look into this trumpery.” They examined the “truck” and found a block of wood and a lot of sawdust.— Arkansaw Traveler. Canceled Postage Stamps, The craze for collecting postage stamps has somewhat abated and will probably remain quiet until some one gets another generation enthused in the matter. A man who once had a large business in buying and selling canceled stamps says that like Othello, his occupation is gone. The last boom lin the stamp business was caused by a paragraph, originally published in a Massachusetts paper, stating that an old lady was trying to collect a million canceled stamps, for which a wealthy friend had agreed to give her a thousand dollars. In geing from one paper to another the item was fatally twisted until it was finally announced that a million cancelled stamps was worth a thousand dollars. Then there was a rush for canceled stamps and the dealers did a good business for a time. There is always a slight demand for foreign stamps as curiosities, and the price of spme old issues on account of their run up to startling prices, and equal the price for rare coins. A Profitable Business. Stamp collectors who have not studied the history of stamps are often Burprised at the number of different issues that are used by comparatively insignificant governments. It is difficult and expensive to secure a complete collection of stamps of the Central American republics. Brazil and Peru have all kinds of issues while even thq Spanish stamps used to be continually; changed. This was done entirely in the interest of the stamp collectors. There is a firm in America that used to supply stamps to these governments free of cost, on condition that the issue should be changed twice a year, and that all unsold stamps should be returned. The supply could thus be controlled and a fancy price put on the absolute issues. The extent of the traffic in rare stamps can be appreciated from the fact that these speculators have made thousands of dollars annually after paying all expenses.—St. Louis Globe-Democrat. A Cat in a Predicament. A gentleman was passing near Houghton square in Lynn, Mass., just after a storm, and discovered a cat ensconced on the stringer of a wooden fence in a sheltering angle. He called the attention of a neighbor to it, and together, thinking that perhaps the cat was freezing to death, they proceeded to stir it up. The cat got up, and, in attempting to jump off the fence hung suspended like an icicle by the end of its caudal appendage, which was frozen to the fence. The animal had crawled in for shelter from the storm, the heat of the body melting the snow and then chilling enough to freeze the tail to the fence. As it hung suspended, the gentleman began to look around for warm water or some other means of thawing out; but before they succeeded the weight of the body caused it to break its hold, and the oat was released from its strange predicament Artificial Kubica. Two chemists, Freny and Verneuil, who have been experimenting for several yean in the production of artificial rubies, report that they have now overcome the difficulty that has hitherto prevented them from producing large rubies, and they can make them of reasonable sine. .

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