Decatur Democrat, Volume 35, Number 12, Decatur, Adams County, 12 June 1891 — Page 3

r ~\- r - ? ' Y - n>^jrVi PHILOSOPHY. Her matchless eyes are deeply dark And veiled by silken laahegj But in their depths lor me no spark ' Or ray of lore-light flashes. So from them I will turn away And cease my idle dreaming, And look on eyes less bright if they With love for me are beaming. I Her smile is like the radiant sheen That lights the golden morning. But ne'er for me has it been seen Her beauteous face adorning.! So I will prize no more its light Or vainly seek to win it, Z~But try to gain a smile less bright \ ,/ If love for me be in it. Heb voice’s wondrous melody Jijnjbfiiin would hear forever: U'ut ®prds of tenderness to me _s3Mit voice has spoken never. /So to its tones I close mine ear, / Deciding, on reflection. / A voice less sweet I’d rather hear 1 o If it speak true affection. . THE PROFESSOR'S FRIEND -A Social Idyll. “Hulda!’’ suddenly exclaimed the professor, stopping. ,£■ Could it be that the girl whom he was to marry had not been listening? Perhaps it was easy not to listen on a day like this. The early violets tilled the air. A bird sang a rapturous melody to its mate. A cluster of pale lilacs almost touched her dress on the bench where they sat. But the professor had been talking , of Guy Grampion. “And. you see,” he began again, “Guy Grampion is so much to me. We have been so much ■* to each other for so many years. It began at school. Then there were our college days together—” - “Yes.” Van Ord paused. He had a faint sense of confusion. Hulda, though she did not look at the figure at her side, was conscious of its embarrassment. How his clothes hung about him. How old he looked. And yet he and Grampion were of the same age. Was this what the life of science, the life of a scholar, did for a msn? What was that he was saying now ? “I had so hoped you would like Guy—” She turned upon him at that, her girl’s face almost brutal for a gash. “Guy, Guy and Guy again! Can one hear nothing else ? Ah, lam tired of the old refrain at last!” She had risen, trembling, tumbling the flowers he had brought her from her lap to the ground. And in an instant she was gone, leaving the professor but the memory of the steel-like light in her eyes, the curved twitchings of her red, open lips. A sigh broke from him. Life hitherto had been simple. Now how complicated had all the universe become. Until this time the horizon had been bounded by the walls of the laboratory, the library. Into this secluded, shrine-like quietude only one strong emotion had come —there had been friendship for Guy Grampion. But now there was first love, cataclysmic, as every virgin force. ****** “My dear fellow,” said Grampion, “you must not urge your fiancee to like me if she is not so inclined. Forced gifts are of no worth.” He was twisting the ends of his moustache over an uncertain smile that had lodged itself on his lips. It was the day after the scene under the lilacs. Van Ord had resolved to tell his friend nothing and had ended bv telling all. “But I—” “But you have a moral right to compel her to like me? No, you were not going to say that. But I say it for you. You picked her up twelve years ago, on a—curbstone.” “Guy!” “Oh, that is as good away to define the situation as any other. Os the founding, with her promises of Bohemian beauty, you made, by education, a fair simile of a great lady. When this is achieved you issue for a short space from your laborious seclusions; you see your work in its hour of perfection. You love it and—her. Well, as a payment it seems to you the least that she should love your friend. But, then, you see, all life is ingratitude.” “Guy!” exclaimed Van Ord again, with the accent of pain. “Here she comes herself through the garden. She walks well—a rare gift in woman. Oh, yes, she has the seductions. It will not be easy to you to leave her to-morrow.” “It will be very bitter.” They stood side by side as Hulda approached the long open window. Van Ord made a motion to go forward to meet 4ier. She checked him with a gesture. She advanced leisurely with her swinging step. Her glance was fixed intently, calmly, on the wide embrasure of the window. It made a 0 frame for the figures of both men—Van .L Ord, spare, emaciated, spiritualized, all superfluous flesh and all color worn away by the discipline of thought, the life of the thinker; Grampion, larger, restless, with nervous, masterful hands and perspective in his eyes that defied sounding. When she was quite opposite Van Ord did a frank, a spontaneous, a characteristic thing. He took the slight feminine hand placed it in the masculine palm hanging beside him. “You may not like each other,” he said, “but you must learn to. You must. I place you in each other’s care while lam beyond the sea.” He gave me one of his rare, sweet laughs. For a moment he looked like a boy. “Os each I shall ask, on my return, strict account of the other.” The locked palms fell apart, each conscious of the other. Hulda passed into the house. One soundless word had formed on her lips. “Imbecile!” • * • * * The door opened, la stream of light poured into the darkness. There was a short parley and then the door closed again. The stranger had been admitted. He walked into the sitting-room that was a library at the same time. It struck him as smaller than when he had last seen it, and was it not shabbier? Van Ord was rich enough. Great Powers! That a man, having such opportunities, should - contentedly Five the' life of a mole in a village of 2,000 inhabitants, whose dwellings, as he had drived in the 4 twilight from the station, had stared out white and bare as chalk-pits among the dry stems and boles of the winter trees. And all this sedrificial offering of self for the sake of a scientific discovery that the world might refuse to accept when it was given it!” “Guy!” Van Ord entered, caught his friend’s hands. He had thrown one arm over Gramp.ion’s shoulder. He smiled, he laughed, the tears stood in his eyes. “Guv? You? Why did you not let me know*? How came you? When?

The other had kept silence. Van Ord, confused by joy, had not noticed. Now he repeated the last question, blanching. Grampion broke in. “I came here for a fixed purpose. A certain question has arisen in my—law practice. I came to tell you the tale and to ask your opinion.** “A strange idea to come to me! To me who has been living practically for years a thousand miles out of the world!” Grampion’s month twitched into something like a smile. “For an opinion on this tale it is not necessary to live a thousand miles inside of it. I’ll make the tale short. Are you giving me your attention ?” He leaned lightly with his shoulders against the bare, high mantel. The lamp-light fell on Van Ord’s face, raised in the listening attitude. “There are two men concerned in this story. Strangely enough, two men situated all their lives as—we have been. They were boys at college—mates together. They were Castor and Pollux, Damon and Pythias. Such friendships sometimes arise from the impact of two diametrically opposed forces of character. The one was like you. That is, a chevalier without reproach. The other was—like me. As boys, the one was always falling into some more or less heinous ofleuse, the other saving the culprit from castigation. Later, the culprit owed everything—everything, you understand—to the other. He had a certain facile gift of pleasing—women especially. He made his way well enough. But the friend was always at the back. And then, you see, there was this tremendous fact of the friend’s love '—the love of Jonathan for David. He have given everything, everything he possessed, would this Jonathan — everything? — excepting one thing. Y'ou see the matter becomes interesting here.- That one thing was put—once—into the unworthy friend’s grasp. Placed there — mind you — almost by the other’s own foolhardy, primitive confidence in the unalienable constancy and faithfulness of friendship; of love —” He stopped. Van Ord was standing. Their eyes met and crossed. A question rose from the depths of Van Ord’s being to that glance. Os articulate word there was none. At last Grampion turned his head impatiently. “Y’es. To make a long story short, I married Hulda a month ago.” The ticking of the clock was loud as a cathedral bell. “You say nothing, Van Ord. Well, I am glad you take it so quietly. And yet what could you say? You should not haveMWt a girl whom you loved and who had promised to marry you with friends in Europe, while you, presumably, came back to earn the right tc marry, and after being abroad long enough to take your ward from her governesses, to show her something of life, to fall in love with her, came back to complete the experiments on your great discovery. The lover should have come here first The man of science after. You trusted to the appearance that your best friend and the girl you were engaged to marry had not found aught but a strong dislike for each other. Y’ou should not so have trusted. You should not have trusted at all. I brought Hulda home and you will find me at my old quarters.” Still only the ticking of the clock. A moment more Grampion waited, hat in hand. Then he turned and went out, and the door closed behind him. * * * * * * There had been a heavy fall of snow the night before and all that morning. The deadened thud of' snow-shovels punctuated, now and then, the thick, shadowed stillness ’of the city. The sky hung low. When the door opened Hulda turned her he’ad. She had been waiting for hours for Grampion’s step. The exclamation that had been ready to fall from her lips was there. It was not Grampion. .There was a fraction of a moment for which she did not recognize Van Ord. She was a woman of strong nerve. In her blood was the hardihood of the class from which she had sprung—a class living nearer the soil than the Van Ords and the Grampions who had made her what she now was. But her breath was chilled as she caught the look of Van Ord’s face. What could he do to her? she thought swiftly. Nothing! Yet she shrank back a little, tangling her feet in the lengths of her silken train. “You were waiting for your husband?” It was the first time Van Ord had spoken since the night before. “You need not wait for him. He came to me —you know that? —and told me your double treachery. Ido not care for yours. That is, I could not harm you nor blame you. Inherited tendencies are not withstood. To be a light-of-love is in yout veins. Y’ou betrayed, me, you would have betrayed him and you will betray other men. As for him, he was my friend. He was loyal till you corrupted him. He changed to me when tempted by you. He was. the deepest affection of my life. I thought I loved you; perhaps I was mistaken. I can forgive you; I could not ’’ forgive him. I followed him last night and I killed him. It was near the station. He was waiting for his train; it was dark and I dragged his body into the bushes. It will be found to-day. It will be found by the time I give myself up to justice. Don’t shriek; ring the bell. lam going now. Justice will come soon enough!” As peal upon peal rang through the house and Hulda fell back upon the floor in hysterics and the rapid footsteps of frightened servants approached Van Ord turned again toward the door. As he reached it he raised his left hand confusedly to his side. He staggered, reached out blindly and dropped forward with his face to the ground. When they lifted him life was nearly gone. The flame flickered a moment still and went out The doctors called it a sudden failure of the heart.— New York Mercury. Blood Oranges Cannot Be Stained. “Blood organes” have been investigated by order of the health officer of Washington. The story that they are “fixed” with a syringe and a little aniline dye has been going the rounds of the newspapers. It was seen by Dr. Townsend, and as the supply of “biood oranges” in the Washington market seemed to be abundant, he directed an inquiry, with a view of condemning the fruit if it had been tampered with. The chemist to whom the matter had been referred says in his report: “The oranges are naturally stained, no artificial coloring of any kind having been used. The small spot on the side is a fungus spot and not a puncture. It is impossible to stain an orange by injecting any artificial staining fluid into the fruit either before or after plucking from the tree.”

TABERNACLE PULPIT. REV. DR. TALMAGE PREACHES ON THE BURDEN BEARER. Bls First Discourse Since He Was Made Chaplain ot the Ancient and Honorable Artillery Company ot Massachusetts. The subject of Dr. Talmage’s sermon fast Sunday morning was “The Burden Bearer,” and his text Psalms Iv, 22: “Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and He shall sustain thee.” David was here taking his own medicine. If anybody had on him heavy weights, David had them, and yet out of his own experience he advises you and me as to the best way of getting rid of burdens. This is a world of burden bearing. Coming into the house of prayer there may be no sign of sadness or sorrow, but where is the man who has not a conflict 9 Where is the soul that has not a struggle? An 4 there is not a day of all the year when my text is not gloriously appropriate, and there is never an audience assembled on the planet where the text does not fit the occasion. “Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and He shall sustain thee.” In the far East wells of water are so infrequent that when a man owns a well he has a property of very great value, and sometimes battles have been fougat for the possession of one 'Well of water; but there is one well that every man owns, a deep well, a perennial well, a well of tears. If a man has’not a burden on this shoulder, he has a burden on the other shoulder. The day I left home to look after myself and for myself, in the wagon my father sat driving, he said that day something which has kept with me all my life: “De Witt, it is always safe to trust God. I have many a time come to a crisis of difficulty. You may know that, having been sick for fifteen years, it was no easy thing for me to support a family; but always God came to the rescue. I remember the time,” he said, “when I didn’t know what to do, and I saw a man on horseback riding up the farm lane, and' he announced to me that I had been nominated for. the_ most lucrative office in the gift of the.people of the county; and to that office I was elected, and God in that way met all my wants, and I tell you it is always safe to trust Him.” Oh, my friends, what we want is a practical religion! The religion people have is so high up you cannot reach it I have a friend who entered the life of an evangelist. He gave up a lucrative business in Chicago, and he and his wife finally came to severe want. He told me that in the morning at prayers he said: “O Lord, thou knowest we have not a mouthful of food in the house! Help us, help us!” And he started out on the street, and a gentleman met him and said: “I have been thinking of you for a good while. Y'ou know lama flour merchant; if you won’t be offended I should like to send you a barrel of flour.” My friend cast his burden on the Lord, and the Lord sustained him. In the Straits of Magellan, I have been told, there is a place where, whichever way a ship captain puts his ship he finds the wind against him, and there are men who all their lives have been running into the teeth of the wind, and which way to turn they do not know. Some of them may be here this morning, and I address them face to face, not perfunctorily, but as one brother talks to another brother, “Cast thy burden upon the Lord and He shall sustain thee.” First—There are a great many men who have business burdens. When we see a man harried and perplexed and annoyed in business life we are apt to “He ought not to have attempted to carry so much.” Ah! that man may not be to blame at all. When a man plants a business he does not know what will be its outgrowths, what will be its roots, what will be its branches. There is many a man with keen foresight and large business faculty who has been flung into the dust by unforseen circumstances springing upon him from ambush. When to buy, when to sell, when to trust, and to what amount of credit, what will be the effect of this new invention of machinery, what will be the effect of that loss of crop, and a thousand other questions perplex business men, until their hair isXsilvered and deep wrinkles are plowed in the cheek; and the stocks go up by the mountains and go down by the valleys, and they are at their wits’ ends, and stagger like drunken men. There never has been a time when there have been such rivalries in business as now. It is hardware against hardware, books against books, chandlery against chandlery, imported article against imported article. A thousand stores in combat with another thousand stores. Never such advantage of light, never such variety of assortment, never so much splendor of show window, never so much adroitness of salesmen, never so much acuteness of advertising, and amid all these severities of rivalry in business, how many men break down! Oh, the burden on the shoulder! Oh, the burden on the heart! You hear that it is avarice which drives these men through the street; and that is the commonly accepted idea. I do not believe a word of it. The vast multitude of these business men are toiling on for others. To educate their children, to put the wing of protection over their households, to have something left, so when they pass out of this lite their wives and children will not have to go to the poorhouse—that is the way I translate this energy in the street and store—the vast majority of that energy. Grip, Gouge & Co. do not do all the business. Some of us remember when the Central America was coming home from California it was wrecked. President Arthur's father-in-law was the heroic Captain of that ship, and went down with most of the passengers. Some of them got into lifeboats, but there was a young man returning from California who had a bag of gold in his hand, and as the last boat .shoved off from the ship that was to go down that man shouted to a comrade in the boat. “Here, John, catch this gold! There are 53,000. Take it home to my old mother. It will her comfortable in her last days.” Grip, Gouge & Co. do not do all the business of the world. Ah! my friend, do you say that God does not care anything about your worldly business? I tell you God knows more about it than you do. He knows all your perplexities; He knows what mortgagee is about to foreclose; He knows what note you cannot pay; He knows what unsalable goods you have on your shelves; He knows all your trials, from the day you took hold of the first yard stick down to the sale of the last yard of ribboq, and the God who helped David to be King, and who helped Daniel to be prime minister, and who helped Havelock to be a soldier, will help you to discharge all your duties. He is going to see you through. When loss comes, and you find your property going, just take this Book and put it down by your, ledger, and read of the eternal possessions that will come to you through our Lord Jesus Christ. And when your business partner betrays you, and your friends turn against you, just take the Insulting letter, and then read of the friendship of him who “sticketh closer than a brother.” A young accountant in New York city got his accounts entangled.. He knew he was honest, and yet he could not make his accounts come out right, and he tolled at them day and he

was nearly frenxied. It seemed by thorn books that something had boen misappropriated, aad he knew before God he was honest The last day came. He knew if he could not that day make his accounts come out right he weuld go into disgrace and go into banishment from the business establishment He went over there very early, before there was anybody in the place, and he knelt down at the desk and said: ‘Oh, Lord, thou knowest I have tried to be honest, but I cannot make these things come out right! Help me to-day—help me this morning!” The young man arose, and hardly knowing why he did so, opened a book that lay on the desk, and there was a leaf containing a line of figures which explained everything. Second—There are a great many who have a weight of persecution and abuse upon them. Sometimes society gets a grudge against a man. AH his motives are misinterpreted and his good deeds are depreciated. With more virtue than some of the honored and applauded, he runs only against raillery and sharp criticism. When a man begins to go down he has not only the force of natural gravitation, but a hundred hands to help him in the precipitation. Men are persecuted for their virtues and their successes. Germanicus said he had just as many bitter antagonists as he had adornments. The character sometimes is so lustrous that the weak eyes of envy and jealousy cannot bear to look at it. It was their integrity that put Joseph in the pit, and Daniel In the den, and Shadrach in the fire, and sent John the Evangelist to desolate Patmos, and Calvin to the castle of persecution, and John Huss to the stake, and Korah after Moses, and Saul after David, and Herod after Christ Be sure if you have anything to do for church or state, and you attempt it with all your soul, the lightning will strike you. The world always has a cross between two thieves for the one who comes to save it. High and holy enterprise has always been followed by abuse. The most sublime tragedy of self-sacrifice has come to burlesque. The graceful gait of virtue is always followed by grimace and travesty. The sweetest strain of poetry ever written has come to ridiculous parody, and as long as there are virtue and righteousness in the world there will be something for iniquity to grin at. All along the line of the ages, and in all lands, the cry has been: “Not this man, but Barabbas. Now Barabbas was a robber.” And what makes the persecution of life worse is that they come from people whom you have helped, from those to whom you have loaned money or have started th business; or whom you rescued in some grsat crisis. I think it has been the history of all our lives—the most acrimonious assault has come from those whom we have benefited, whom we have helped, and that makes it all the harder to bear. A man is in danger of becoming synical. A clergyman of the Universalist church went into a neighborhood for the establishment of a church of his denomination, and he was anxious to find some one of that denomination, and he was pointed to a certain house and went there. He said to the man of the house, “I understand you are a Universalist; I want you to help me in the enterprise’.” “Well,” said the man, “I am a Universalist, but I have a peculiar kind of universalism.” “What is that?” asked the minister. “Well,” replied the other, “I have been out in the world, and I have been cheated and slandered and outraged and abused until I believe in universal damnation!” The great danger is that men will become cynical and given to believe, as David was tempted t 6 sav, that all men are liars. Oh, my friends, do not let that be the effect upon your souls! If you cannot endure a little persecution, how dp you think our l athers endured great persecutions? Motley, in his “Dutch Republic,” tells us of Egmont, the martyr, who, condemned to be beheaded, unfastened his collar on the way to the scaffold, and when they asked him why he did that he said, “So they will not be detained in their work; 1 want to be ready.” Oh, how little we have to endure compared with those Who have gone before us!” Now, if you have come across ill [ treatment, let me tell you you are in excellent company—Christ and Luther and Galiloe and Columbus and John Jay and Josiah Quincy and thousands of men and women, the best spirits of earth and Heaven. Birage not one inch, though all hell wreck upon you its vengeance, and you be made a target for devils to shoot at. Do you not think Christ knows all about persecution? Was He not hissed at? Was He not struck on the cheek? Was He not pursued all the days of his life? Did they I not expectorate upon Him? to put itl in Bible language, “They spit upon Him.” And cannot He understand what | persecution is? “Cast thy burden upon i the Lord, and He shall sustain thee.” | Third—There are others who carry ■ great burdens of physical ailments. j When sudden sickness has come, and i fierce cholera and malignant fevers take the castle of life by storm, we appeal to God; but in these chronic ailments which wear out the strength day after day, and week after week, and year after year, how little resorting to God for solace! Then people depend upon their tonics, and their plasters, and their cordials, rather than upon heavenly stimulants. Oh, how few people there are completely well. Some of you, by dint of perseverance and care, have kept living to this ] time; but how you have had to war against physical ailment! Antediluvians, without medical college and infirmary and apothecary shop, multiplied their years bv°hundreds, but he who has gone through the gauntlet of disease in our time, and has come to 70 years of age, is a hero worthy of a palm. The world seems to be a great hospital, and you run against rheumatisms and consumptions and scrofulas and neuralgias and scores of old diseases baptized by new nomenclature. Oh, how heavy a burden sickness is! It takes the color out of the sky and the sparkle out of the wave and the sweetness out of the fruit and the luster out of the night. When the limbs ache, when the respiration is painful, when the mouth is hot, when the ear roars with unhealthy obstructions, how hard it is to be patient and cheerful and assiduous! “Cast thy burden upon the Lord.” Does your head ache?’ His wore the thorn. Do your feet hurt? His was crushed of the spikes. Is your side painful? His was struck by the spear. Do you feel like giving way under the burden? His weakness gave way under the cross. When you are in every possible way to try to restore your physical vigor, you are to remember that more soothing than any anodyne, and more vitalizing than any stimulant, and more strengthening than any tonic is 'the prescription of the text, “Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and He shall sustain thee.” We hear a great deal of talk now about faith cure, and some people say it cannot be done and it is a failure. I do nut know but what the chief advance of the church is to be in that direction. Marvelous things come to me day by day which make me think that if the age of miracles is past it is because the faith of miracles is past. Another burden some have to carry is the burden of bereavement. Ah! these are the troubles that wear us out. If we lose our property, by additional industry, perhaps we may bring back the estranged fortune! if we lose our good name perhaps by reformation of morals

we may achieve reputation tor tegrity; but who will bring back the dear departed? Alas! me for these empty cradles and these trunks of childish toys that will never be used again. Alas! me for the empty chair and the silence in the halls that will never echo again to those familiar footprints. Alas! for the cry of widowhood and orphanage. What bitter Marahs in the wilderness! What cities of the dead! What long black shadow from the wing of death! What eyes sunken with grief! What hands tremulous with bereavement! What instruments of music shut now because there are no fingers to play on them! Is there no relief for such souls? Aye, let the soul ride into the harbor of my text. The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, I will not, I will not desert to its foe*; That soul, though all hell shall endeavor to shake, IH never, no never, no never forsake. Now, the grave is brighter than the ancient tomb where the lights were continually kept burning. The scarred feet of him who was “the resurrection and the life” are on the broken grave hillock, while voices of angels ring down the sky at the coronation of another soul come home to glory. Then there are many who carry the burden of sin. Ah, we carry it until in the appointed way that burden is lifted. We need no Bible to prove that the whole race is ruined. What a spectacle it would be if we could tear off the mask of human defilement, or beat a drum that would bring up the Whole army of the world’s transgressions—the deception, tbe fraud, aud the rapine, and the murder, and the crime of all the centuries! Aye, if I could sound the trumpet of resurrection in the soul of the best men in this audience, and all the dead sins of the past should come up, we could not endure the sight Sin, grim and dire, has put its clutch upon the immortal soul, and that clutch never will relax unless it be under the heel of Him who came to destroy t.he works of the devil. Oh, to have a mountain of sin in the soul! Is there no way to have the burden moved? Oh yes. “Cast thy burden upon the Lord.” The sinless One came to take the consequences of our sin! And I know He is in earnest How do I know it*? By the streaming temples and the streaming hands as He says, “Come unto me all ye who are weary and heavy laden, ana I will give you rest” Why will prodigals live on» swines’ husks when the robe, and the ring, and the father’s welcome are ready? Why go wandering over the great Sahara desert of sin when you are invited to the gardens of God, the trees of life and the fountains of living water? Why be houseless and homelesss forever when you may become the sons and the daughters of the Lord God Almighty? Animal Psychology. It has been objected to those who speak of the “emotions” of an ant ora bee, for example, that we are not justified in applying termsf derived from human psychology to animals so remote in structere from the human type. Dr. Romanes replies to this objection by showing that the ground of all inferences as to the mental processes of animals is an argument from the analogy of their actions with our own. “Now, it is of course perfectly true that the less the resemblance the less is the value of any analogy built upon the resemblance, and, therefore, that the inference of an aunt or a bee feeling sympathy or rage is not so valid as the similar inference in the case of a dog or a monkey. Still it is an inference, and, so far as it goes, a valid one—being, in fact, the only inference available. That is to say, if we observe an ant or a bee apparently exhibiting sympathy or ruge, we must either conclude that some psychological state resembling that of sympathy or rage is present, or else refuse to think about the subject at all; from the observal facts there is no other inference open.” Assuming that we are justified in concluding that the mental processes are, similar when there ar& similar external appearances, we still need a criterion of metal, as distinguished from reflex, action ; for we find, both in men and animals, examples of actions that are “mind-like and yet hot truly mental.” “Objectively considered, the only distinction between adaptive movements due to reflex-action and adaptive movements due to mental perception consists in the former depending on inherited mechanism within the nervous system being so constructed as to effect particularly adaptive movements in response to particular stimulations,while the latter are independent of any such inherited adjustment of special mechanism to the exigencies of special circumstances.” The criterion proposed is, therefore; “Does the organism learn to make new adjustments, or to modify old ones, in accordance with the results of its own individual experience?” If it does we have the evidence that the limit of nonmental action has been passed; that is, we are able to fix, by means of this' criterion, “the upper limit of non-mental action.” After distinguishing reflex from mental action, it remains to distinguish “instinct” from “reason.” Dr. Romanes proposes to define instinct as “reflex action into which there is imported the element of consciousness,” and “reason or intelligence” as “the faculty which is concerned in the intentional adaptation of means to ends.” — A Fraternal Feeling. An agent for a New York grocery house has a route to Pennsylvania, and ; last spring he was put out to discover ! that the agent for a Boston house had taken one of his best customers. “Did he offer you better figures?” he asked in explanation. “No.” “Better terms ?• “No.” “Goods any better?” “No.” “Then why did you leave our house?” “Well, to tell the truth,” replied the merchant, “we both belong to the Odd Fellows and have a fraternal feeling, you know.” The agent had no more to say, but there was business in his eye as he withdrew. Next time he came over the route he called upon the merchant and said: “Well, I am also an Odd Fellow now, and hope to secure your orders again.” “Have you joined ?” “Yes.” “How sorry I sighed the merchant, with a look of distress on his face. “Only last week the Boston man and myself were bounced from theordei for being drunk at a funeral, and now ; of course, we don’t feel like having anything to do with any member in good standing I Under the circumstances 1 couldn’t possibly patronize you.— Wai' Street News. Sanford Robinson, in charge of the Forepaugh “fourteen-day-car.” is a hus tier from Waybaok. He sprung th< largest perambulator on the Sells Bros, parade the other day. It was twent} feet high by forty-two feet long, anc had upon each side a mammoth “dou ble-decker” stand of bills. It was th talk of the town. His active oppositioi work attracted even editorial attentio from tbe Columbus papers.

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