Decatur Democrat, Volume 37, Number 1, Decatur, Adams County, 24 March 1893 — Page 2

r democrat DECATUR, IND. 1 W ELAOEBURN,- - » Puvn.»«w»a. Sixteen University of Virginia men are in the present Congress. * Stour of them are in the Senate di* vision. The sum of $31,000 has already been contributed to the monument to Phillips Brooks. This has been done in Boston—not New York. William H. Russell, the author of “Cheer, Boys, Cheer," and other popular songs, recently attained his 80th birthday, and is a well-preserved old man. Why is it dangerous to walk out in the early springtime? Because the bulrushes out, the cowslips about, the flowers all have pistils, and everything shoots. Since Prince Kawananakoa has allowed the use of his name to oppose the annexation of Hawaii, we should not be surprised if the proceedings were stopped for a long spell. . The people who reside on the Rue Panama, a street in Paris which received that name several years ago, want to have its name changed. Many of them have good reason to rue Panama. President Hayes was economical because, after he was elected, he felt bound to pay off an obligation, incurred by an unfortunate friend, which he felt bound in honor if not in law, to meet The Italians refer to their bank scandal as “Panamlno,” or “Little Panama.” The distressing silence as to what became of that $2,400,000 would Justify calling our end of the disgrace “Pantomino.” Henri Rochfort wants to get hi« hand in M. Clemenceau’s hair and yank the nonsense out of him. But this does not mean that there will be a duet There is more advertising sought than danger feared. Boston is suffering from an epidemic of elopements, and it is supposed that a diet of baked beans and Saratoga water will have to be preached against as too exhilarating for the staid old Bostonians. “If Uncle Sam and John Bull should get hold of opposite ends of the same Sandwich and begin to pull —well, what then?" asks thel ndianapolis News? Why, probably they would find more mustard than meat. The newspapers that sought to swell their respective circulations by offering prizes for successful guessers as to Cleveland’s Cabinet lost money because of his frankness in making announcements. He spoiled the game and knocked a big .hole in the profits. An Austrian officer cannot travel where he will unless he first gets the permission of his superiors. One young nobleman took a trip through Italy, and on his return was sentenced to imprisonment for a period four times as long as he was away on his trip. As it is now in evidence that onehalf of the whisky sold in the country is composed of alcohol and cheap essences, the problem of checking the alarming growth of crime is greatly simplified. It is now definitely known where the fighting tanglefoot comes from. If the pugilist Mitchell shall be permitted to stay in America, it will not be the first instance of toleration of a ruffian and convict. Besides, many worthy people would like to have him stay awhile. Deep in their hearts is a fond wish that he and Corbett may abate each other. John Lourie, who recently died in a penniless condition in a New York hospital, was at one time worth •2,000,000. But he could not “leave well enough alone” and wasted his means in backing his opinions on the fluctuations of the grain market He was swamped in the wheat pit People so constituted that they must object to everything are now inveighing against the new stamps. The example was set by Senator Wolcott in a moment when his senses were being soothed by the sound of his own voice. Tire complaint is that the stamps are too big to be licked. The allegation of inability to lick a postage stamp has heretofore been considered a disparagement.

. All other inventors of means of rapid transit may hang their heads If Mr. Gates, of Cleveland, realizes his fond hopes. For the ingenious Gates has perfected a car suspended from an overhead track, and propelled by electricity, which eats up »distance with almost incredible speed. Evidently this is the kind of a bird we have been looking for. Dn. Talmage has been preaching about fishes, and is most enthusiastic In his praise of a fish diet, on which so many statesmen have grown great He thinks that if every hard-working American could eat a few pounds of fish dally his stock of phosphorus would be so huge that he would thrill the world with his genius. The Doctor is careful not to tell the public what particular kind of fish he

himself eats. It must be an unusually frisky one. es—I.II I 1 . LFJJJB The litigant who not long ago emerged from a Montana will contest laden with the spoils of victory to the extent of millions fell down stairs at ; Victoria recently, and i» poor man*9 skull could have been more fatally ■ cracked. There is at least the lesson in the incident that people who think Fortune will a ways smile have not studied the caprices of the goddess. Participation in scandals of large size appear to be deleterious to health. The death of Reinach in Paris and the cross-examination to which his stomach was R >bj<c cd are still remembered. N w Serb! of Rome, a factor in the imnking steals, has betaken himself from evidence, and it is feared that h s stomach will prove as non committalasthe Frenchman’s.

McLeod, the Reading Railroad magnate, wai bnce a Duluth pop maker. Perhaps it was in the manufacture of this damp and inflating commodity that he learned those lessons < f the immense profits aty taching to “wind" and “water” judil clouslv comb'ned which subsequemfly stood him in such good stead inr his manipulation of the Readingjrftocks. Mrcn interest has b?cn Aiken in Dr. Pirkhurst’s efforts to/point out to NtAv Yoik the errorZf its ways and the gent'eman’s notable success in this direct on. His Jhicf adviser and associate in the wofk of hastening the lagging millejsnial dawn, a man named Gardiner, mas been sent to the P nitentiary/for two years, some officious persoyf having in turn pointed out his erifor, a kindly recognition of the value and benignity of fair play. The hope Is expressed that the chariot wheels of reform may not be permanently clogged by the moral debris of Mr. Gardiner. Persons who are inclined to take a gloomy view of pauperism and crime in America would do well to glance at the official reports of the municipality of London. The two years ending Jan. 1, 1891, the date of the last biennial report, the cost of maintaining the paupers of London was £2,340,000, the equivalent of about sll,700,000. During the two years there were 109,748 criminal convict’ons. While these figures show that the percentage of crime and pauperism in London greatly exceeds that of New York, the same report indicates a much lower percentage of attendance in the public schools. Alaska’s resources and commercial possibilities are perhaps less understood than those of any other section of the Union. Nevertheless they are slowly being developed. The scenic and other natural attractions of this far northern country draw a considerable and ever increasing stream of travel to it every summer. Under these conditions the possibilities of the Territory cannot long remain hidden. Already a line of side-wheel steamers has been planned for service on the Yukon. The first vessel is now building. It will connect with Norton Sound steamers and run 2,200 miles up this great Alaskan River. A newspaper report is to the effect that Archbishop Walsh, the famous Dublin prelate, alleges that intemperance is increasing in Ireland, and gives as a reason for his belief that arrests for drunkenness in 1887 were 79,000 in number, were 87,000 in 1888, 92.000 in 1889, and 100,500 in 1891. It is not probable that so able a man as Archbishop Walsh and so thorough a student of social sciences made the mistake of supposing that there were a greater number of drunkards because more drunkards h t ad been arrested. The facts cited merely show that there was a more efficient police administration and a stricter guardianship over the unfortunate victims of the whisky habit His Po nt of View Dean Hole in his “Memories" mentions an old gamekeeper who sorrowfully surveyed a model farm as if it had been some fair city overthrown by an earthquake and remarked dolefully, “I’ve known the time when that farm was as pretty a spot for game as could be found in the county, and now—why, there ain’t a place Where a partridge can make a nest, or hare or rabbit can hide! “What’s the good o’ the place now?” he went on. “You see that grass field yonder. Well, you’ll scarcely believe it, but it was once the beautifullestbog for a jack snipe as ever you’d wish to see. I’ve killed three couple of a morning among the i tussocks and rushes afore they spoilt 1 it with them drains!” “Ah,” said the Dean, “but you must not forget that there is more wheat and more food than before the land ’ was reclaimed.”

“Ya, and what’s the use of it?” the gamekeeper said. “What’s the good of wheat which it do not pay to raise when them fureigners are a-sending more’n we want? »And more’s the shame, the farmers never leave no stubble. No, the place is no good now?" More Flatle y than Truth. One day as Sir Isaac Heard wag with George the Third, it was announced that his majesty’s horse was ready to start for hunting. “Sir Isaac," said the good monarch, “are you a judge of horses?” “In my younger days, please your was the reply, “I was a great deal among them.” “What do you think of this, then?” said the king, who was by this time preparing to mount hie favorite, and, without waiting for an answer, added: “We call him perfection.” “A most appropriate name,” replied the courtly herald, bowing as his majesty reached the saddle, “for he bears the best of characters.”

CATTLE AT THE FAIR. 810 EXHIBIT OF HIGH-GRADE JERSEYS. •linker. Veined at •ltt,ooo that Produce Pound, of Butter Annually—Calve, from Which a Veal Cutlet Would Ooet ■ll3OO. OoMly Cow*. CMoaon mmepondenon: Trudging away down in the southeast corner of Jacknon Fork, visitors to the grounds occasionally meet a man In top boots, wi.h milk spattered on them, and with a milk-pall ot greater or less capacity in one hand. There is a auggesuveness of the country about him not in keeping with the World’s Columbian Exposition, Visitors who have drunk Chicago milk down-town can't reconcile the man to the scheme of metropolitan Ufa. It looks like a mistake. It is not, however. Down in cattle house No. 1 are the most famous, of America's Jersey milch cows and every morning the milkman squeezes', the udder of a cow valued at $15,006. There are forty-four of these animals

* jHUK BOVINE AVENUE—AMONG THE STOCK BAHNS.

• gathered by the American Jersey Cat- > tie Club, of New York, from twemy-two . States. They are entered in the great ’ dairy competition, by which is to be ' determined the best grade of dairy cows. Bal'ered by twos in double rows of stalls separated by a passageway twenty feet wide, these animals enjoy a uniform temperature of 60 degrees. , They are bedded I nee deep in straw, , and an air of tidiness prevails quite in keeping with animals valued at sls a pound. Among the States represented in this stable are: Alabama, 3; Connecticut, P'lT 11 (Own THS . 15,000 COW. 5; lowa, 3; Illinois, 2; Kentucky, 6; New York, 7; New Jersey, 4; Massachusetts, 3; Mihigon, 1; Minnesota, 1; Ohio, 1; Missouri, 2; Wisconsin, 2: Pennsylvania, 3; Vermont, 1. Alabama leads with the champion butter-maker of America. This cow is Signal’s Lily Flag, with a record of 1,047 pounds of butter in one ydar. She is the property of W. H. Matthews, of Huntsville. Ala., and she is valued at $15,009. Massachusetts comes next in order with Euro-

~|| hi I liijijp 'is AJUU.x; THK JERSEY COWS.

tlssima, an ex-cbampion, with a record of 947 pounds of butler in a year. This animal is owned by D. F. Appleton, of the 'Waltham Watch Company. Islip Lonx, w.th a record of 700 pounds, ranks next. She is cwned by Judge Foster, of Minnesota. Little Goldy, belonging to Mr. Matthews, of Huntsville, Ala., has a record ot 34 pounds 84 oun ?es of butter in one week. Alteration,»of the same herl, has a record of z 4 pounds and i an ounce for the same, period. Taking the past rerords of the forty-four cows, their average, per head, is 19 pounds of butter each week. Separated from the cows in little pens are four calves, the oldest but three weeks old, and yet it was chewing hay, when your correspondent made his visit, with the gravity of a pine-woods ox. As

a general thing kind-hearted people who see these little animals quit eating veal. They are of a beautiful fawn color, slender in limb, and out of their great black eyes is a look of Innocence that mightwell make a butcher falter. However, veal cutlets are seldom made out of these animals. Assistant Superintendent Goodell estimates that an average cutlet from one of -these calves — breaded, of course, with potatoes on the side—would come to about $17.50. The first of the calves bom on the Exposition grounds is the property of Frederick Bionson, president of the New York Coaching Club. Chief Buchanan has asked the privilege of naming the little aristocrat, but while he is searching for a title, John, the colored attendant, has dubbed her “Baby Bronron.” John watches over the baby In her crated b>x as solicitously as a nurse would watch a princess. and he declares his ward has as much sense as most babies. The whole herd of Jerseys is in charge of V. E. Fuller, Superintendent for the American Jersey Cattle Club, which makes the exhibit. They we<-o selected from 30,0110 standard-bred cows. The roster of the exhibitors includes the three Yandeibllta John D. Rockefeller,

Theodore A. Havemeyer, 0. L Hood, H. M. Flagler, all New York millionaires: John Boyd, of Chicago; Ayer and McKinney, of Philadelphia; and J. J. Richardson, of lowa. It is’said the club membership represents more w “BVBOTISSmA." wealth than any other organization in the country. With such wealth to back the manage- ; ment the cows are treated like royal beings. They are bedded as luxuriously as can be with straw, the floors Mrs

scrubbed dally with a solut'on of lime and water, the drains are purified with dilute sulphuric acid, and their diet is as hygienic as if they were patients in a hospital. Milk from the Jerseys Is sold to people who call for it, and the demand Is much greater than the supply. “There are not less than ten babies," said Assistant Superintendent Goodoil, “whose lives depend on these cows. Physicians had given them up to die, prescribing as a last resort the milk of these Jerseys. You can imagine with what eagerness the parents of these children applied for the privilege of purchasing. In nearly every case the babes improved from the first." • A shipment of Guernsey cows was received the other day and the animals installed in shed 2. , There are twelve of these cows from the States of Massachusetts and Connecticut, but keepers in charge are under instructions not to give out information. The shipment is the first sent out by the American Guernsey Cattle Club, with headquarters at Farmington, Conn. Other shipments are expected in a few days. Currencies Condensed. The Missouri Senate killed the antipool selling bill. The Ann Arbor railway strike is practically ended. The free gold in the United States Treasury now amounts to over $5,000,QOO. Thb Whisky Trust passed its dividend. It is said none will be declared for a year. Warden Brown, of Sing Sing prison, has tendered his resignation, which will be accepted. It 1b said ex-Congressman Blount, of Georgia, will head the commission to be sent to Hawaii. Bubodabs secured $6,000 in a raid on the Farmers <t Traders’ Bank at Montgomery City, Mo. The Maryland courts have decided that the Henry George single-tax scheme is unconstitutional. The National Convention of Republican Clubs will be held at Louisville, Ky., May 10 and 11. George Winn, a vagrant negro, was sold under the Missouri vagrancy law

at Fayette, Mo., to Charles McCampbell, of Glen Eden Springs, for S2O. Two Indians were killed in a row with soldiers at the Mount Vernon Barracks, near Mobile, Ala. Babon Fava, Italian Minister at Washington, gave a dinner in honor of King Humbert’s birthday. The Union Loan & Trust Company’s building at Ogden, Utah, burned. Loss, $125,000; insurance, $55,000. The pressure of rising water in the Mississippi Hiver caused the levee which protects the lands of the Illinois wOT «BABT BRONSON. M bottoms in Lime Lake district, opposite Canton, Mo., to break, and the lands are being overflowed. A cEmetebv vault at Denver ras broken open and two coffins, demolished. The body of an Infant was stolen, rings and other jewelry vrsre taken from the body of a woman, ped the silver hand es and plate of a casket were broken off and earned away. 1 .... •

DR. TALMAGE’S SERMON. WHAT CHRISTIANITY DOES FOR THE HOME CIRCLE. Ur. Tnlma«« at ClUeago PreparM • Harmon fttr the Pre**—Tho Mother* of Groatmm—The Haaolve ot Jualtaa—No Um Too Buay lor Pra/oro. A Family BoUalon. Rev. Dr. Taimage, who is now In Chicago on a brief visit, did not preach last Sunday. He prepared for the press, however, the following discourse on "Religion at Home,” tho text selected being Joshua xxiv, 15, "As for me and my house, we will servo tho Lord.” Absurd, Joshua' You will have no time for family religion. You are a military character, and your time will be taken up with affairs connected with the army. You are a statesman, aufi your time will betaken up with public affairs You are the Washington, the Wellington, tho McMahon of tho Israolltlsh host; you will have a great many questions to settle; you will have no time for religion. But Joshua, with tho same voice with which ho commanded tho sun and moon to halt and stack arms of light on the parade ground of the heavens, says, “As lor me and my house, we will servo the Lord.” Before we adopt the resolution of this old soldier we want to bo certain it is a wise resolution. If religion is going to put my piano out of tune and clog the feet of the children racing through the hall, and sour the bread and put crape on the doorbell, I do not want it in my house. I once gave $6 to hear Jenny Lind Warble. I have never given a cent to hear any one groan. Will this religion spoken of in my text do anything for the dining hall, for the nursery, for the parlor, for the sleeping apartment? It is a great deal easier to invite a disagreeable guest than to get rid of him. If you do not want religion you had better not ask it to come, for after coming it may stay a great while. Isaac Watts went to visit Sir Thomas and Lady Abney at their place in Theobald and was to stay a week and staid thirty-five years, and if religion once gets into your household the probability is It will stay there forever.

The Family Altar. Now, the question I want to discussis: What will religion do for tne household? Question the first: What did it do for your father’s house if you were brought up in a Christian home? That whole scene has vanished, but it comes back to-day. The hour for morning prayers came. You were invited in. Somewhat fidgety, you sat and listened. Your father made no pretention of rhetorical reading, and he just went through the chap'ter in a plain, straightforward way. Then you knelt. It was about the same prayer morning by morning and night by night, for be had the same sins to ask pardon for, and he had the same blessings for which to be grateful day after day and year after year. The prayer was longer than you would like to have had it, for the game at ball was waiting, or the skates were lying under the shed, or the scholbooks needed one or two more looking at the lessons. Your parents, somewhat rheumatic and stiffened with age, found it difficult to rise from their kneeling. The chair at which they knelt is gone, the Bible out of which they read has perhaps fallen to pieces, the parents are gone, the children scattered north, east, south, and west, but that whole scene flashes upon your memory to-day. Was that morning and evening exercise in your father’s bourse debasing or elevating? Is it not among the most sacred reminiscences? You were not as devotional as some or the older members ot your father's house who were kneeling with you at the time, and you did not bow your head as closely as they did, aud you looked around, and you saw just the posture your father and mother assumed while they were kneeling on the floor. The whole scence is so photographed on your memory that if you were an artist you could draw it now just as they knelt For how much would you have that scene obliterated from your memory? It all comes back to-day, and you are in the homestead again. Father is there, mother is there, all of you children are there. It is the same ola prayer, opening with the same petition, closing with the same thanksgiving. The .family prayers of 1840, 1850 as fresh in your memory as though they were uttered yesterday. The tear that starts from your eye melts ail that scene. Gone, is it? Why, many a time it has held you stead? in the struggle of life. You once started for a place, and that memory jerked you back, and you could notenter. Farreaehlng Prayers. The broken prayer of your father has had more effect upon you than all you ever read in Sbakspeare and Milton and Tennyson and Dante. You .have gone over mountains and across seas. You never for a moment got out of sight of that domestic altar. Oh, my friends, is it your opinion this morning that the ten or fifteen minutes subtracted from each day for family devotion was an economy or a waste of time in your father’s household? I think some of us are coming to tho conclusion that the religion which was in our father’s house would be a very appropriate religion for our homes. If family prayers did not damage that household, there is no probability that they will damage our household. “Is God dead?” said a child to her father. “No,” he replied; “why do you ask that?” “Well,” she said, "when mother was living we rsed to have prayers, but since her death wo haven't had family prayers, ana I didn’t know but that Goa was dead too!” A family that is launched in the morning with family prayers is woi! launched. Breakfast over, the family scatter, some to school, some to household duties, sotno to business. During the day there will be a thousand perils abroad—perils of the street car, of the scaffolding, of the ungoverned horse, of the misstep, of the aroused temper, of multitudinous temptations to do wrong. Some time between 7 o'clock in the morning and 10 o’clock at night there may be a moment when you will be in urgent need of God. Besides that, family prayers will be a secular advantage. A father went into tho war to serve his country. His children staid and cultivated the farm. His wife prayed. One of the sons said afterward: “Father is fighting, and we are diggink, aud mother is praying!” “Ah!” said some one, “praying and digging and fighting will bring us out of our national troubles.” We may pray in the morning, “Give us this day our daily bread,” and sit down and starve in idleness and starve to death, but prayer and bard work will give a livelihood to any family. Family religion pays for both worlds. Let us have an altar in each one of our households. You may not be able to formulate a prayer. Thon there are Philip Henry’s prayers, and there are McDuff’s prayers, and there are Philip Doddridge’s urayere. and there are the Episcopal Church prayers, and there are scores of books with supplications just suited to the domestic circle. “Oh,” says some man, "I don’t feel competent to lead my household id prayer.” Well, Ido not know that it Is your duty to lead. I think perhaps It is sometimes better for the mother of the household to lead. She knows better the wants of the household She can read the Scriptures with a more tender

enunciation. She knows more of God. I will put It plainly and say she praye better. Oh, those mothers decide almost everything. Nero’s mother was a murderess. Lord Byron’s mother was haughty and impious Yon might have guessed that from their children. Walter Scott’s mother was fond of poetry. The young people may make a wide curve from the straight path, but they are almost sure to oome back to the right road. It may not be until the death of one of the parents How often io it that we hear some one say, “Oh, be was a wild young man, but since hit. father’s death he has been differenti" The fact is that the father's ooffin, or the mother’s coffin, io often the altar of repentance for the child. Ob. that was a stupendous day, the day of father's burial. It was not the officiating clergyman who made the chief Imureasion, nor the sympathizing mourners; it was the father asleep in the casket. The bands that had tolled for that household so long, folded. The brain cooled off after twenty or forty years of anxiety about how to put that family In right position. The lips closed after so many years of good advice. There are more tears falling In mother’s grave than in father’s grave, but over the father’s tomb I think there is a kind of awe. It is at that marble pillar many a young man has been revolutionized. Meditation at the Grave. Oh, young man with cheek flushed with dissipation! how long is it since you have been out to yonr father’s grave? Will you not go this week? Perhaps the storms of the last few days may have bent' the head-stones until It leans far over. You had better go out and see whether the lettering has been defaced. You had better go out and see whether the sate of the lot is closed. You had better go out and see if you cannot find a sermon in the springing grass. On. young man. go out this week and soo your father's grave! Religion did so much for our Christian ancestry. Are we not ready this morning to be willing to receive it into our own households? If we do receive it, let it come through the front door—not through the back door. In other words, do not let us smuggle It In. There are a great many families who want to be religious, but they do not want anybody outside to know it They would be mortified to death if you caught them at

family prayers. They would not sing In : the worship for fear their neighbors * would hear them. They do not have ■ prayers when they have company! ; They do not know much about the nobility of the Western trapper. A trav- ; eler going along was overtaken by night . and a storm, and he entered a cabin. There.were firearms hung tip around the cabin. He was alarmed. He had a ■ large amount of money with him, but he i did not dare to venture out in the storm. He did not like the looks ot the house- ; hold. After awhile the father—the Western trapper—came in, gun on his i shoulder, and when the traveler looked i at him he was still more affrighted. After awhile the family were whispering together in one corner of the room, and the traveler thought to himself, “Oh! now my time has come; I wish I was out i in the storm and in the night rather than here.” But the swarthy man came up to him and said: “Sir, we are a rough people; we get our living by hunting, , and we are very tired when tho night comes, but before going to bed we always have a habit of reading a little out ol the Bible and having prayers and I think we will have our usual custom to-night, and if you don’t believe in that kind ot thing if you will Just step outside the door for a little while I will be • much obliged to you.” Oh, there are many Christian parents , who have not half the courage of that Western trapper. They do not want their religion projecting too conspicuously. They would like to have it near by so as to call on It in case of a funeral, but as to having it dominant in the household from the Ist of January, 7 o'clock a. m., to the 31st of December, 10 o'clock p. m., they do not want it. They would rather die and have their families perish with them than to cry out In the' bold words of the soldier in 'my text, “As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” Incident in tho Talmage Family. There was in my ancestral line an incident so strangely impressive that it seems more like romance than reality. It has sometimes been so Inaccurately put forth that I now give you the true Incident My grandfather and grandmother, living at Somerville, N. J., went to Basking Ridge to witness a revival under the ministry of the Rev. Dr. Finley. They came home so impressed with what they had seen that they resolved on the salvation of their children. The you og people of the house were to go off for an evening party, and my grandmother said: “Now, when you are all ready for the party, come to my room, for I have something very important to tell yon.” All ready for departure, they came to her room, and she said to them, “Now, I want you to remember, while you are away this evening, that I am all the time in this room praying for your salvation, and I shall not cease praying until you get back.” The young people went to the party, but amid the loudest hilarities of the night they could not forget that their mother was praying for them. The evening passed, and the night passed. Tho next day my grandparents heard an outcry in an adjoining room, and they went in and found their daughter imploring the salvation of the gospel. The daughter told them that her brothers were at the barn and at the wagon house under powerful conviction of sin. They went to the barn. They found my uncle Jehlah, who afterward became a minister of the Gospel, cryhitt to God for mercy. They went to the wagon house. They found their son David, who afterward became my father, imploring God’s pardon and mercy. Before a great while the whole family were saved, and David went and told the story to a young woman to whom he was affianced, who, as a result of the story,, became a Christian, and from her own lips —my mother’s—l have received the incident. The story of that converted household ran through all the neighborhood, from family to family, until the whole region was whelmed with religious awakening, aud at the next communion in the village church at Somerville over 200 souls stood up to profess the faith of the Gospel. My mother, carrying the memory of this scene from early womanhood into further life, in after years was resolved upon the salvation of her children, and for many years every week she met three other Christian mothers to pray for the salvation of their families. I think that all the members of those families were saved—myself, the youngest and the last. Grand mother'* Prayer. There were 12 of us children. I trace the whole line of mercy back to that hour when my Christian grandmother sat in, her room Imploring the blessing of God upon her children. Nine of her.descendants became preachers of the Gospel. Many of her descendants are in Heaven, many of them still in the Christian conflict. Did it pay for her to spend the whole evening in prayer for her household? Ask her before the throne of God surrounded by her children. In the presence of the Christian church today I make this record of ancestral piety. Oh, there is a beauty and a tenderness and a sublimity in family religion! 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ths old family Bible that I inherited, bat i Dore never Ikuatra 1 i a Bible as that I book Is Illustrated to my eyee. Through ■ it I can see Into marriages and burials, i Joys and sorrows,meetings and partings, > Thanksgiving days and Ciiristmaa festL ■ vela, cradles aud deathbeds. Old, old book! speak out aud tell of the sorrows i comforted and ot the dying hours irre- ’ dialed. Old. oh! book! the hands that i held thee are ashes, the eyes that pursued > thee are closed. What a p.llow thou i woukist make for a dying heudl I aei lute all tho memories of the past when , I press it to my heart and when I press it to my lipa. Tha OM Family BibSa, Oh, that family Bible! The New Tee--1 lament in small type is not worthy of be- ' Ing called by that uaiue. Have a whole Bible In largo type, with the family record of marriages and births and 1 deaths. What if the curious should turn over the leaves to see bow old you are? ’ You are younger now than you will over be again. '1 he curious will Hud out from those with whom you have played in your childhood how uid you are. Have a lamiiy Bible. It will go down from generation to generation full of holy memories. A hundred years after you are doad it will be a benediction to those who wine after you. Other bo ,ks worn out or fallen apart will be flung to the garret or the collar, but this will beiovtoUto, aud It will be your protest for centuries against iniquity aud la behalf of righteousness. Oh, when we see what family religion did for our father’s household, do we not want It to come into the dining-room to bleak the bread. Into tho nursery to bless the young, into the parlor to uurify the socialities, into the library to control the reading. Into tho bed-room to hallow tho rluincer, lotto the hall to watch our going out and our coming in? Aye, there are hundreds of voices In t|ils house ready to cry out: “Yes! Yosl As for me and my Louse, wo will serve the Lord.” There are two arms to this subject The one arm puts its hand on all parents. It says to them: ' "Don’t interfere with your 'children’s 'welfare. Don’t Interfere with their eternal happiness. Don’t you by anything you do put out your foot and trip them Into ruiu. Stars them under tho shelter, the insurance, the everlasting help of Christian parentage. Catechisms will not save them.

though catechisr i are good. Tne rod will not save them, though the rod may be necessary. Lessor of virtue will not save them, though they are very important. Becoming a through aud through, np and down, out and ont Christian yourself will make them Christians.” The other arm of this subject puts its hand upon those who had a pious brlnftIng up, but who as yet have disappointed the expectations excited In regard to them. I said that children brought up in Christian households, though they might make a wide curve, were very apt to come back to the straight path. Have yon not been curving ont long enough, and is It not most time for yon to begin to curve in? “Oh," you say, "they were too rigid.” Well now, my Brother, I think you have a pretty good character considering what you say your parents were. Do not boast too much about th'e style In which your parents brought you up. Might it not be possible that you would be an exception to the general rule laid down, and that you might spend your eternity in a different world from that in which your parents are spending tbeirsPj Christian Holieitede. I feel anxious about yot; you feel anxious about yourself. Oh. cross over into the right path! If your parents prayed for you twice a day—each of them twice a day for twenty years—that would make 29,000 prayers tor yon. Think of them! By the memory of the cradle In which your childhood was rocked with the foot that long ago ceased to move; by the crib in which your own children slum'.er night by night under God’s protecting care; by the two graves in which sleep those two old hearts that beat with love so long for yonr welfare, aud by the two graves In which yon, now the living father and mother, will find your last repose, I urge you to the discharge of your duty. AnglophoHa. “Anglophobia,” says an American writer, “has taken a strong hold of a portion of our people. There is a craze to be English—English in appearance, English in eye-glasses, English in accent and drawl, English in dog-cart, English in riding-habit, English in whip (with a loop at the end, the real use of which half of these amateurs do not know, and for which there is no use in America), English in composure, absence of enthusiasm, emotion and the cultivation of general apathy. The last is the crowning cap sheaf of idiocy. ” In order to be Superior in an English way these folk imagine that the correct thing is to suppress all emotion. To prove one’s elevation in the intellectual world is to treat existence and all belonging to it as a “howwid boah." To sit in a club window with an eye-glaae screwed into one’s eye and drawl out weak criticism and sarcasm on all that passes; to treat every effort of humanity to better itself with lofty superciliousness ; to dread being seen; to affect to be amused by their fellow-idiots, and to affect to be superior to all human emotions, passions or appetites, are tho ways in which these imitators ( ?) of English society show their disease.—• American Register, Paris. Doing Him a Favor. The occupant of an office on Larned street desired to drop 5,000 circulars to as many residents of Detroit regarding a new household patent, and he had just completed the weary work of directing the envelopes, when in came a telegram calling him out of the city for a day or two. He ran into a law office and left his key and explained that he was sorry he didn’t have time to mail his circulars before going. When he ( had departed the lawyer said to his office boy: “My son, what is life worth without the good opinion of our fellow-men ?" “Nothing, sir." , “Os course not. This afternoon yon go over and stamp all his circulars and get them into the postoffice. It will be a favor and a surprise to him.” At 8 o’clock in the afternoon the boy said he had used up all the stamps, and he was directed to mail the circulars and wait for bis reward. It came in a manner to astonish him. When* the circular man returned he rushed into the law office white with rage, drove the boy into a corner, and shrieked out at the top of his voice: . “You infernal idiot! You licked 8 cents on each circular.— Detroit Fro* Press. Won’t bo Squelched. Ridicule is the most powerful weapon In the world, but it has failed entirely on the dude. Papers all over the country have said the most sarcastic things of the dude, hoping to squelch him, but he goes right on increasing in number, and the ridiculers are at a loss to account for it. Ridicule is of no account unless the object ridiculed has got brains. It wouAtLbe impossible to ridicule an idiot asylum out of existence, <