Decatur Democrat, Volume 37, Number 49, Decatur, Adams County, 23 February 1894 — Page 2

* 3 • • CHRONICLE OF A YEAR EDITOR FENNO TELLS THE STORY OF 1780. ..., . — Waablnffton'a Proffr*** from Hrxlnln to Na* York an<l Wh»t Happened Durtnc fba Journer— Fleet American ConffrmA Maatlnff— Day ot National, ICsponsalA. From Old Newspaper. On Wednesday, April 15, 17R9, appeared the first number of the "United States Gazette, a national pa] er to be printed at the seat of the Federal government and to comprise as fully as possible early and authentic accounts ot the proceedings of Congress—its laws, acts, and resolutions communicated so as to form a history of the transactions of the Federal legislature under the new constitution.” A file of the Gazette for the year 1789 constitutes a veritable antique in the way of American journals. The pages are stained and faded, their color Is that of an antique proper, but the matter is invaluable. It all other literature of the period were to be destroyed the entire political and social fabric of the time might be reconstructed from this fragment. Properly approached it becomes au adequate THS LANDING AV NSW TORK. revelation of the post-revolutionary spirit The political atmosphere in which it is involved is refreshing; invigorating, and delightful. It Is, in fact, a poem, a political poem—or, better still, a political pastoral, for it is the pastoral period of our political history that it reflects. Booms, barrels, bosses, machines, and all the other refinements incident to a highly developed political system were at that time unheard of. A beautiful simplicity characterized all political life and activity. The more one reads the Gazette the stronger becomes the con- • . viction that the politics of the time was essentially bucolic and idyllic. One notes a certain joyous, breezy, outdoor sunlight quality abiimt it. There was the shepherd, Washington; his flock, the people; the shepherdess, the new constitution. It was a desire to describe the charms of the new constitution that afforded Mr. John Fenno, editor of the Gazette, an excuse for starting his paper. Editor Fenno believed that the new constitution would, a< Carlyle says, "march." Washington had made the Declaration of Independence "march " Why should hre not make the new constitution “march?" It will pKKI w WASHINGTON'S MILITARF HEADQUARTERS, NEW VOBK. ba remembered that things were “marching" very badly over in France about this time. The Day of National Espousals. On the eve of the inauguration of Washington Editor Fenno prints the following double-leaded editorial in his paper: “We have heard much of the birthday of our Columbia. Her natal hour is dated on the 19th of April, 1775. "To-morrow is the day of her espousals —when, in the presence of the King of kings, the solemn compact will be ratified between her and the darling object of her choice. “ "May she date from that moment the brightest scenes of freedom and happiness, under the auspices of the wise and glorious administration of the President of her affections, ” . One remarks some differences between this and the modern election editorial. Editor Fenno does not speculate as to whose head will fail into the basket first; he says nothing about appointments; he does not present this man’s “claims” on a certain position, nor does he urge the “peculiar fitness” of Mr. Blank for a particular office. Nothing could be more unique, more charmingly ingenuous, than this idea of the marriage of Washington to the new constitution. Let us expand it Washington, the hero, after having proved himself worthy by many victories on land and sea, is chosen by Columbia as her bridegroom. Columbia wears a diadem of thirteen stars. The hero comes to her and, amid manifestations of the greatest joy on the part of the people, she marries the “darling object of her choice. ” There is matter in it for an epic; but the age of epics—alas! There is one more paragraph to the editorial. In it Editor Fenno describes the spectacular effects which have been prepared for the celebration of the espousals: “In the evening fireworks, prepared under the direction of the ingenious CoL Bauman, will irradiate the hemiee.etf- 6880 OBJs0 B Jsm SP •'o mo • ’ - - - FRAWNCB'S TAVERN, 1854. sphere, which, in conjunction with well-fancied illuminations in various parts of the city, will conclude the scene with a splendid exhibition.” Headquarters at Newburg. One of the historical places in the city of Newburg, says Harper’s Young People, is Washington’s headquarters. It is a very pretty little building, overlooking the Hudson River. On the west side is a low ]>oreh. wnich is the entrance to the historical room, having seven doors and one window. It originally was the dining-room? It contains one of the high old-fashioned fire-places. Hanging to its black sides are a kettle once used by Lafayette .and a few cannon balls. Near by is an almost life-size portrait of Oren. Washington, embroidered in silk. To the right is Washington’s bed-room. In this room are some chairs and a table brought from Holland in the year 1«82, also portraits of Gen. and Mrs. Washington, and two very much worn flags Hi the next room are Mrs. Washington’s spinet and Washington s ■

Alex. Hamilton, Sec'y of Treasury. Gen. Knox, Sec'y of Wat. Edmund Randolph, Att y Gen I. George Washington. Thomas Jefferson, Seo y of State. WASHINGTON AND HIS CABINET.

chair. The housekeeper's room is where the old ammunition and guns are kept. The walls are literally covered with guns and muskets. In here are several links of the chain which was placed across the Hudson to prevent the passage of British ships during the war. Several other rooms are filled with minor curiosities. The next floor can hardly be called a story, for it is only a small attic. Here repose ancient spinning wheels aad knapsacks. Amidst the dust of ages on the floor lie several pairs of slippers. The stairway and hall are decorated with old oil portraits. The grounds around the building are laid out as a park. Canning and balls are arranged around. Near by is a monument of Washington. From here there is a splendid view of thp river and Storm King, and all the mountains stand forth in their glory. Altogether this is a very pretty, pleasant and interesting place to visit. NEW WASHINGTON MONUMENT. A Magnificent Work of Art for the City of Philadelphia. Philadelphia will soon have the finest monument in America It is now twelve years since Prof. Radolph Siemering, one of the most famous German sculptors,began work on a monument to . Washington for the “city of brotherly 1 ii- . ONE or THS FIGURES IS THE MOSCOTST. love,” and the work is now complete in Berlin. The base of the monument is octagonal and about thirty feet in diameter. The whole structure, including the equestrian figure on the pedestal, is fifty feet high. The statue represents Washington in his Continental uniform as he marched at the head of his troops. The cloak is thrown back from his body, as though blown back by the wind, and the whole statue is full of action. The figures about the pedestal and the base of the monument arb even more artistic than the monument itself. Ascending the first steps, you reach a second platform, around which lie great figures emblematic of American life and America. There are two of these figures at each corner of the monument Ascending one flight of steps, you pass between reclining statues of an Indian hunter and an Indian fisher-girl mending her nets. Below them are magnificent bronze statues of buffalo and deer, and on other parts of the base are other animals emblematic

... THE WASHINGTON STATUE FOE PHILADELPHIA. PA..

of America. At another corner Columbia, in the shape of a beautiful woman, with a horn of plenty in her hand, reclines on the pedestal of the monument, and there is a maMificent statue of America, with the Wmous officers of ■ -—————— - FIGURE OF AN INDIAN HUNTER the Revolution offering her the laurels of their victories. Tho statue is the largest one of Washington in existence, and the monument, when set up, will be the finest in America. Festival of the States. Notwithstanding all the attention paid the 22d of February, it is not the holiday of tho nation, but the festival of the States. In 1845, urged on by Mrs. Harrison Gray Otis. Massachusetts led the way in making it a legal holiday throughout her borders by legislative enactment, and since that time all the States of the Union except six have followed this example, the District of Columbia being included by Congress as late as 1880. With an ' obvious propriety this day is marked all over thewcfrld by our legations and often by foreign governments. Thus in 1882 the United States of Colombia took notice of the 150th anniversary of Washington’s birth in words which I may fitly close this account of the ■ j spontaneous honors paid ' our gpeat, ' hero. After testifying to its “reverent > [ respect and profound admiration,” the ; j resolution “recommends to Colombians • i the singular example of eminent vir- ■ tues which characterizes in history I the prpminent figure of the founder of i the first of the republics of the new > continent.” . j At the Kn<l of a Century. j i On the centenary of Washington’s II birth in 1832, Congress proposed to rej move his l>ody to the crypt prepared yl for it under the dome of the Capitol, . ! but John A, Washington, then the i I owner of Mount Vernon, refused to al- . j low it to be done, and the government » • was obliged tp content itself with the

i purchase of the portraits by Peale and i Vanderlyn and the commission for the • well-known statue of Greenough, intended for the rotunda. This was also i the occasion for the fortunate selection i of the design for the Washington moni ument. Divine service was held in the Capitol, there was a dinner at the famous Brown’s Hotel, where Daniel , Webster spoke for:an hour, a ball “fog the gentry" at Carusi’s saloon and “another for mechanics and tradesmen” at the Masonic Temple WASHINGTON'S APPEARANCE, Dr. James Thatcher Gives His Impressions of the Commander-In-chief. Dr. James Thatcher, who met Washington at West Point in 1778, wrote: “The personal appearance of our Com- ’ mander-in-chief is that of the perfect gentleman and accomplished warrior. Ho is remarkably tall, full six feet, erect and well proportioned. The strength and proportion of his joints and muscles appear to be commensurate with the pre-eminent powers of his mind. The serenity of his countenance and ma estic gracefulness of his deportment impart a strong impression of that dignity and grandeur which areh is peculiar characteristics, and any one can observe in his countenance the ’ idea of wisdom, philanthropy, magnanimity and patriotism There is a fine symmetry in the features of his face, indicative of a benign and dignified spirit. His nose is straight, and his eyes incline to blue. He wears his hair in a becoming cue, and from his forehead it is turned back and powdered in a manner which adds to the military air of his appearance. He displays a native gravity, but devoid of all appearance of ostentation. His uniform dress is a blue coat, with two brilliant epaulettes, buff-colored under clothes, and a three-cornered hat, with a black cockade." Unable to Identify. Papa: And then George Washington said to his father, “Father. I cannot tell a lie." Bobby: So his father wouldn't tell a lie either? Papa: Oh, I don’t know about that. Why? Bobby: Else he'd have spotted George’s. —Life. A Cook's Last Wish. A Paris restaurant-keeper, recently deceased, left 250,000 francs to two nephews on condition that, instead of melancholy ‘ memories that no one would believe, they should for one yea? each day affix a copy of one of his culinary receipes to his gravestone, so that even after his death he might benefit his fellow men. No less than 365 prescriptions were found among his papers. Unfortunely, the Paris Tombstone Commission, which examines and decides upon the inscrip-

tioifeto be placed upon cemeterial monuments, refused to admit the fulfillment of the culinary philanthropist’s last wishes. What aggravates the nephews’ grief is the unpleasant fact that the court has now decided that they cannot get those 250,000 francs their uncle left them under certain conditions. Wealth of the Whole World. In 1885 Professor Adolph Soetbeer, of Gottingen, Germany, published an essay on the production of the precious metals, since become a famous reference book. He gives a table of the estimated “total monetary supply of the precious metals.” at the close of 1885, in which be places the supply of gold at 13,304,000,000 marks, and that of silver at 7,843,000,000 marks, a total of 21,207,000,000 marks, equal to about $5,300,000,000. Since then the coinage has gone on merrily, so that now perhaps there are $0,000.000.000 of gold and silver coin. That would give about $0 to each man, woman and child on the earth, accepting tho usual estimate that the population of the world is, in round numbers, 1,000,000,000.—5 t. Louis Globe- Democrat.* A Long Line of Them. i Teacher—Who was the father of his ■ country? . " Glass—George Washington. Teacher—Right. Now, what particular thing was he noted for when he ■ was a boy? (Silence.) Well, well, ; what did he raise on his plantation? i Bright Boy—Nurses.

TALMAGE’S SERMON. A DISCOURSE ON THE LIGHTNING OF THE SEA An Unusually Aftlwetlvo and Eloquent Ber-raon-Thr Pathway of the Almighty—An Irradiated Wave of Gladnow—The Glow of Good Derdn A Path That Shines. in the Brooklyn Tabernacle last Sunday Rev. Dr. Talmage preached an unusually attractive and eloquent gospel sermon to a crowded audience. The subject was "The Lightning of the Sea,” the text selected being Job xli, 32, "Ho maketh a path to shine after Him." If for the next thousand years ministers of religion should preach from this Bible, there will yet oo texts unexpounded and unexplained and unappreciated. What little has been said concerning this chapter in Job from which my text is taken bears on the controversy as to what was really the leviathan described as disturbing the sea. What creature it was I know not Some say it was a whale. Some say It 1 was a crocodile. My own opinion is it was a sea monster now extinct. No creature now floating in Mediterranean or Atlantic waters corresponds to JfKs description. I.iffhlitlnx of the See. What most interests mo is that as it moved on through the deep it left the waters flashing and resplendent. In the words of the text. "He maketh a path to shine after him.” What was that illumined path? It was phosphorescence. You find it in the wake of a ship in the night, especially after rough weather. Phosphorescence is the lightning of the sea That this figure of speech is correct in describing its appearance 1 am certified by an incident. After crossing the Atlantic the first time and writing from Basic. Switzerland, to an American magazine an account.of my voyage, in which nothing more fascinated me than the phosphorescence in the ship's wake, I called it the lightning of the sea. Returning to my hotel, 1 found a. book of John Ruskin, and the first sentence my eyes fell upon was his description of phosphorescence, in which he called it "the lightning of the sea.” Down to the postoffiee I hastened to get the manuscript and with great labor and some expense got possession of the magazine article and put quotation marks around that one sentence, although it was as original with me as with John Ruskin. I suppose that ninetenths of you living so near the seacoast have watched this marine pearance called phosporescence, and|tl’ nope that the other one-tenth some day be so happy as to witness 'ft. It is the waves of the sea diamonded; it is the inflorescence of the billows; the waves of the sea crimsoned as was the deep after the sea fight of Lepanto; the waves of the sea on fire. There are times when from horizon to horizon the entire ocean seems in conflagration with this st range splendor as it changes every moment to tamer or more dazzling color on all sides of you. You sit looking over the taffrail of the yacht or ocean steamer, watching ana waiting to see what new thing the God of beauty will do with the Atlantic. It is the ocean in transfiguration; it is the marine world casting its garments of glory in the pathway of the Almighty as he walks the deep; it is an invented firmament with all its stars goijfc'down with it. No picture can pre«teq%iL tor photographer’s camera trained to catch it, anUTWrore it the hand of the painter drops its pencil, overawed and powerless. This phosphorescence is the appearance of myriads of the animal kingdom rising, falling, playing, flashing, living, dying. These luminous animalcules for nearly 150 yeais have been the study of naturalists and the fascination and solemnization of all who have brain enough to think. Now, God who puts in his Bible nothing trivial or useless, calls the attention of Job, the greatest scientist of his day, to this phosphorescence, and as the leviathan of the deep sweeps .past points out the fact that "he maketh a path to shine after him.” Wake Made by a Bad Maa. Is that true of us now, and will it be true of us when we have gone? Will there be subsequent light or darkness? Will there be a trail of gloom or good cheer? Can anyone between now and the next 100 years say of us truthfully as the text says of the leviathan of the deep, ‘‘He maketh apathto shine after Him?” For we are moving on. While we live in the same house,and'transact business in the same store,and write on the same table, and chisel in the same studio.and thrash in the same barn,and worship in the same church, we are in motion and are in many respects moving on, and we are not where we were ten years ago, nor where we will be ten years hence. Moving on! Look at the family record, or the almanac, or into the mirror, and see if anyone of you is where you were. All in motion. Other feet may trip and stumble and halt, but the feet of not One moment for the last sixty centuries has tripped or stumbled or halted. Moving on! Society moving on! The world moving on! Heaven moving on! The universe moving on! Time moving on! Eternity moving on! Therefore It is absurd t» think that we ourselves can stop, as wtymust move with all the rest. Are welike the creature of the text, making our path to- shine after us? It may be a peculiar question, but my text suggests it. What influence will we leave in this world after we have gone through it? “None,” answer hundreds of voices; “we are not one of the immortals. Fifty years after we are out of the world it will be as though we never inhabited it.” You are wrong in saying that. I pass down through this audience and up through these galleries. and i am looking for some one whom I cannot find. I am looking for one who will have no influence in this world 100 years from now. But I have found the man who has the least influence, and I inquire into his history, and I find that by a yes or a no he decided some one’s eternity. In time of temptation he gave an affirmative or a negative to some temptation which another hearing of, was induced to decide in the same way. Clear on the other side of the nett million years may be the first you hear of the long reaching influence of that yes or no, but hear of it you will. Will that father make a path to shine after him? Will that mother make a path to shine after her? You will be walking these streets OF along that country road 200 years from now in the character of your descendants. They will be affected by your courage or your cowardice, your purity or your depravity, your holliness or your sin. You will make the path to shipe after you or blacken after you. The Growth of Bln. Now, suppose a man seated in a corner grocery or business office among olerks gives himself to jolly skepticism. He laughs at the Bible, makes sport of the miracles, speaks of perdition in I jokes and laughs at revivals as a frolic, and at the passage of a funeral procession, which always solemnizes sensible people, says, "Boys,let’s takeaarink.

There Is in that group a young man 1 who is making a great struggle against temptation and prays night and morning and reads his Bible and is asking . God for help day by day. But that fluffaw against Christianity makes him oso his grip of sacred things, and ho gives up Sabbath and church and morals and goes from bad to worse, till he falls under dissipations, dies in a 1 lazar houft and is buried in the potr ter’s field? Another young man who heard that jolly skepticism macle up his mind that “it makes no difference what we do or say, for we will all come out at last at ■ tbe right place,” and began asaconsel quenco to purloin. Some money that > came into bis hands for others be api plied to his own uses, thinking perhaps , he would make it straight some other ■ time, and all would be well even if he did not make it straight. He ends in • the penitentiary. That scoffer who i uttered the jokes against Christianity never realized what bad work he was - doing and he passed on through life I and out ot it and into a future that I , am not now going to depict. i Ido not propose with a searchlight i to show the breakers of the awful coast i on which that, ship 1A wrecked, for my business now is to watch the sea after , the keel has plowed it. No phosphor- ; escenee in the wake of that ship, but i behind it two sonls struggling in the i wave—two young men destroyed by i reckless skepticism, an unilluralned cxiean beneath and on all sides of them. Blackness of darkness. You know what a gloriously good man Rov. John Newton was the most of his life, but before his conversion . he was a very wicked sailor, and on i boai-d the snip Harwich instilled infidelity and vice in the mind of a young , man —principles which destroyed him. 1 Afterward the two met, and Newton tried to undo his bad work, but in vain. The young man became worse and worse died'a profligate, horrifying with his profanities those who stood by him in his last ’moments. I Better look out what bad influence you start, for you may not be able to stop it. It does not require very great force to ruin others. Why was it that many years ago a great flood nearly destroyed New Orleans? A crawfish had burrowed into the banks of the river until the ground was saturated and the banks weakened until- the flood burst. The Nhiiiing Path. But I find here a man who starts out in life with the determination that he will never see suffering but he will try to alleviate it; and never see discouragement but he will try to cheer it, and never meet with anybody but he will try to do him good. Getting his strength from God, he starts from home wrfi high purpose of doing all the he can possibly do in one day. ioi Whether stadding behind the •counter, or talking in the business office with a pen behind his ear, or making a bargain with a fellow trader, or out in the fields discussing with his next neighbor the wisest rotation of the crops, or in the shoemaker’s shop pounding sole leather, there is something in his face, and in his phraseology, and in his manner, that demonstrates the grace of god in his heart. He can talk on religion without awkwardly dragging it in by the ears. He loves God and loves the souls of all whom he meets and is interested in their present and eternal destiny. For fifty or sixty years he lives that kind of life and then gets through with it and goes into Heaven a ransomed souL But lam not going to describe the port into which that ship has entered 1 am not going to describe the pilot who met him outside at the “lightship.” lam not going to say anything about the crowds of friends who met him on the crystalline wharves up which he goes on steps of chrysoprases. For God in his words to Job caLs me to look at the path of foam in tbe wake of that ship, and I tell you it is all a-gleam with splendors'of kindness done, and rolling with illumined tears that were wiped away, and a-dash with congratulations, and clear out into the horizon in all directions is the sparkling, flashing, billowing phosphorescence of a Christian life. “He maketh a path to shine after him.” And here I correct one of the mean notions which at some time takes possession of all of us, and that is as to the brevity of human life. When I bury some very useful man, clerical or lay, in his thirtieth or fortieth year, I say: “What a waste of energies! It was hardly worth while for him to get ready for Christian work, for he had so soon to quit it.” But the fact is that I may insure any man or woman who does any good on u large or small scale for a life on earth as long aS the world lasts. Sickness, trolley car accidents, death itself, can no more destroy his life than they can tear down one of the rings of Saturn. You can start one good word, one kind act, one cheerful smile, on a mission that will last until the world becomes a bonfire, and out of that blaze it will pass into the Heavens, never to halt as long as God lives. What Ordinary Persons Can Do. There were in the seventeenth century men and women whose names you never heard of who are to-day influencing schools, colleges, churches, nations. You can no more measure the the gracious results of their lifetime than you cbuld measure the length and breadth and depth of the phosphorescence last night following the ship of the White Star Line 1,500 miles out at sea. How the courage and consecration of others inspire us to follow, as a general in the American army, cool amid the Hying bullets, inspired a trembling soldier, ; who said afterward, “I was nearly scared to deatn, but I saw. the old man’s white mustache’over hig shoulder and went on.” Aye, we are all following somebody either in right or ■ wrong directions * A few days ago I stood beside the i garlanded‘casket of a gospel minister, and in myi remarks had occasion to recall a sno wv night in a farmhouse when 1 was a txiy and an evangelist spending anight at my father’s house, who said something so tender and beautiful and impressive that it led me into the kingdom of God and decided my destiny for . this world and the next. You will, before twenty-four hours go by, meet some man or woman with a big pack of care and trouble, and you may say somethimg to him or her that will endure until this world shall have been so far lost in the past that nothing but the stretch of angelic memory will be able to realize that it ever existed at all. I am not talking of remarkable men and women, but of what ordinary folks can do. lam not speaking of the phosphorescence in the wake of a Campania, but of the phosphorescence in the track of a Newfoundland fishing smack. God makes thunderbolts out of sparks, and out of the small words and deeds of a small life he can launch a power that will flash and burn and thunder through the eternities. How do you like this prolongation of vour earthly life by deathless in-* fluence? Many a babe that died at 6 months of age by the anxiety created in the parent’s heart to meet that child in realms seraphic is living yet in the transformed heart and life of those parents and will live on forever in the history of that family. If this be the opportunity of ordinary soul* wh«t u

the obnortunity of thosft wno naw aspoclul intellectual or. social or moiXmat; equipment? o you any arithmetic capable of ' Influence of our good ufoqjgrneious friend who a few days up to rest— George W. Childs oftFl)lladel|>hia? From a newspaper that was printed for 30 years without one word of defamation or scurrility or scandal, and putting chief emphasis on virtue and charity and clean intelligence, he rouped a fortune for himself and then a vast amount of it among the l>oor and struggling, putting his invalid and aged reporters on pensions, until his name stands everywhere for large heartedness and sympathy and help and highest style of Christian gentleman. In an era which had in the chairs ot Its journalism a Horace Greoley, and a Henry J. Raymond, and a James Gordon Bennett, and an Erastus Brooks, and a George William Curtis, and a Irenaeus Prime, none of them will be longer remembered than George W. Childs. Staying away from tho unveiling of the monument he had reared at large expense in our Greenwood in memory of I’retessoi' Proctor, the astronomer, lest I should say something in praise of the man who had paid for the monument. By all acknowledged a representative of the highest American journalism. If you would calculate his influence for good, you must count how many shoots of liis newspapers have been published in the last quarter of a century. and how many people have read them, and the effect, not only upon those readers, but upon all whom they shall influence for all time, while sou add to all that the work of the churches he help build and of the institntlons'of mercy no helped found. Better give up before you start the measuring of the phosphorescence in the wake of that ship of tho Celestial line. Who can tell the post mortem influence of a Savonarola, a Winkelried. a Gutenberg, a Marlborough, a Decatur, a Toussaint, a Bolivar, a Clarkson, a Robert Raikes, a Harlan Page, who had 125 Sabbath scholars, 84 of whom became Christians, and six of thorn ministers of the gospel. Let Vour Light Shine. But mark you that the phosphorescence has a glow that the night monopolizes, and I ask you not only what kind of influence you are going to leave in the world as you pass through it, but what light are you going to throw across the world’s night of sin and sorrow? People who are sailing on smooth sea and at noon do not need much sympathy, but what are you going to do for people in the night of misfortune? Will you drop on thorn shadow, or will you kindle for them phosphorescence? • At this moment there are more people crying than laughing, more people on the round world this moment hungry than well fed, more households bereft than homes unbroken. What are you going to do about it? “Well,” says yonder soul. “I wpuld like to do something toward illumining the great ocean of human wretchedness, but I cannot do much.” Can you do as much as’ one of the phosphor! in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean,creatures smaller than thojpoin of a sharp pin? “Oh. yes, ” you; say. Then do that. Shine! Stand before the looking glass and experiment to see if you cannot get th at scowl of your forehead, that peevish look out of your lips. Have at least one bright ribbon in your bonnet. Embroider at least one white cord somewhere in the midnight of your apparel. Do not any longer impersonate a funeral. Shine! Do say something cheerful about society and about the world. Put a few drops of Heaven into your disposition. Once in awhile substitute a sweet orange for a sour lemon. Itemember that pessimism is blasphemy and thai> optimism is Christianity. Throw some light on the night ocean. If you cannot be a lantern swinging in the rigging, lie one of the tinv phosphor! back of the keel Shine! “Let your light so shine before men that others seeing your good works may glowfy your Father which is in Heaven.” Make one person happy every day, and do that for twenty years, and you will have made 7,300 happy. You know a man who has lost all his property by an unfortunate investment or by putting his naine on the back of a friend’s note. After you have taken a brief nap, which every man and woman is entitled to on a Sunday afternoon, go and cheer up that man. You can, if God helps you, say something that will do him good after both of you have been dead a thousand years. Shine! You know of some invalid who is dying for lack of an appetite. She cannot get well because she cannot eat. Broil a chicken and take it to her before night and cheat her poor appetite into keen relish. Shine! You know of some one who likes you, and you like him, and he ought to be a Christian. Go tell him what religion has done for you, and ask him if you can pray for him. The Failure ot Eulogy. Shine! Oh, for a disposition so charged with sweetness and light that we cannot help out shine! Remember if you'eannot be a leviathan lashing the ocean into fury you can be one ot the phosphor!, doing your part toward making a path of phosphorescence. •Then I will tell you what impression you wUI leave as you pass through this life and after .you are gone. I will tell you to your face and not leave it for the minister who officiates at your obsequies. The failure in all eulogium of the departed is that they cannot hear it. All hear it except the one most interested. This, in substance, is what I or some one else will say of you on such an occasion: "We gather for offices of respect to this departed one. It is impossible to tell how many tears he wiped away, how many burdens he lifted, or how many souls he was, under God, instrumental in saving. His influence will never cease. We are all better for having known him. “That pillow of flowers on thecasket was presented by his Sabbath school class,all of whom he brought tdChrist. That cross of flowers at the head was presented by the orphan asylum which he befriended. Those three single flowers-one was sent by a poor woman for whom he bought a ton of coal, and one was by a waif of the street whom he rescued through the midnight mission, and the other was from the prison cell which he had often visited to incourage repentance in a young man who had done wrong. “Those oiree loose flowers mean quite as much'as the cdstly garlands now breathing their aroma through this saddened home crowded with sympathizers. ‘Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord. They rest from their labors, and their works do follow them.” Or if It should be the more solemn burial at sea, let it be after the sun has gone done, and the captain has read the appropriate liturgy, and the ship’s bell has tolled, and you are let down from the stern of the vessel into tho resplendent Iphoephorescenee at the wake of the ship. Then let some one say, in the wrods of my text, “He maketh a path to shine after him.” One way of being unfair la to compel a merchant to buy tickets you are selling because you trade with him.

.. '■■■ BURIED IN A COAL PIT THIRTEEN MEN PROBABLY DEAD IN A MINE. • "Workmen Had Goaa Into Old WorMaa* to Mako Bepaln and Wore Sod deal j Overwhelmed-Moat of tho Victim* Had Wive* and Children. Keiult of a HIS Cave-In. Plymouth, Pa., was Tuesday the scene of the worst mine accident that has occurred in the anthracite region in eight years. In December, 1885, twenty-two men perished in No. 1 mine in Nanticoke by a cavo-ln. Thirteen men mot their death in the same manner in Gaylord slope In the Kingston Coal Company's mine Tuesday morning. Tho mon, who were all expert miners, entered the mine to prop up the roof, which was falling in. It was dangerous work, but big wages were offered, and in these slack times there wore plenty monos who *ere willing to take the risk. In propping the roof timbers about four feet in length are used. The men had just begun work when a terrific crash was heard. In an instant the men must have scattered like rats, but they were too late. Tho roof covering an area of 500 yards had crashed in. The supposition is that thd men were caught in the fall and mangdod out of recognition. At first there was great hope that they might be alive, but there is little now. This hope is based on-the fact that'the roof where the mon were at work is still intact and that they are hemmed in by the debris which fell on all sides of them. But even If they did escape injury the chances are that they will never be rescued alive and starvation must be their fate. Immediately after the disaster-occurred a rescuing party made up of expert ipinei's was organized and they descended the shaft at once. In the face of death the rescuers worked nobly to clear the main gangway in order to make a passageway to reach the spot where the thirteen mon were at work. Every minute the noise of falling rock could be heard throughout the mine, but the rescuers kept bravely at work. Shortly before noon a loud, rumbling noise was heard and another big section of the roof caved in right in front of the rescuers. The latter were then compelled to flee for their lives. The Gaylord mine, where the accident occurred, has not been operated for years. The old pillars supporting the roof had become weakened. This caused the surface to press down, and when the rock and coal overhead was disturbed tho least it began to “squeeze'' and then finally tall in. The accident makes eleven widows and thirty-one orphans. Inside Superintendent Picton, whose son was in charge of the missing party, says he will not give up hope until the dead bodies are brought out. A RELIGIOUS WAVE. Almoct I'npnrSlleled In It* Extent, Swe*p luff the Southweat. The fact has. often been noticed and commented upon that a religious wave of greater or less degree of power always follows a period of financial depression. This winter furnishes no exception to the rule. The reports since the close of summer, although coming from widely separated pointe and scattered over several months of time, have nevertheless shown that a religious revival, almost unparalleled in Its extent and force, has been and is now • * [sweeping over the country. In order to ascertain the effect of this revival in what is usually considered St Louis territory, a leading newspaper of St Louis'recently directed a number of its correspondents in the States of Missouri, Illinois, Kansas, Arkansas and Texas to report the number and results of religious revivals in the evangelical churches of their respective counties since the first of last Septembers The results of this inquiry, although not as complete as was desired, owing to the inability of a great many correspondents to get reports from the country districts, tlfb unwillingness of some of the ministers to furnish information and other causes, the object is nevertheless fully attained in the interesting reports which follow. These show that in 177 counties of the States named there have been during the past five months 53,991 conversions and ■ 49,010 accessions to the churches. Os the total, 61 counties in Missouri report 20,216 conversions and 17,071 additions to the churches; 51 counties in Illinois, 15,852 conversions and 14,247 additions; 32 counties in Kansas, 8,574 conversions and 8,227 additions; 23 counties in Texas, 7,100 conversions and 7,345 additions; 10 counties in Arkansas, 2.249 conversions and 2,120 additions. The average per county is in the neighborhood of 300 in all of the States. The denominations which have benefited the most by means of these revivals report the following accessions: Methodist, 21,840; Baptist, 7,577; Christians. 6,902: Presbyterians, The miscellaneous additions are 3,231; unclassified, 6,560. .A SOCIALIST VILLAGE. One I* Now Bailiff Established In th* State of Michigan. A village is being established on a tract of land not far from Grand Blanc, Mich?, wjiich will be governed on purely socialistic principles. The members will every one engage in labor, the proceeds of which will, at the end of each year, .be divided according to the necessity of each. No one will ever be in want Os work, as industry is one of the first requisites for members pf the community, In religious or political opinions each member can satisfy himself so long as he complies with the usages of enlightened people generally. The pecuniary qualification neoes< sary for joining the community is the payment of. SIOO into the common fund fey each head of a family. . At present this membership numbers 211 families. fund amounts to $21,000. Four hundred and fifteen acres are now owned by the community. A basket factory has been alreaxly established, and a broom factory and large dairy uro now being built. From all over the country applications have been made for membership, and it is believed that many more will yet join the community. Every care is taken, of course, to enroll only Jrespectable and worthy oersons; If others, by chance, should be taken in they will be dismissed after proof is given of their unsuitability. The community is being formed by S. S. Gibson, to whose father the large estate thus used originally belonged. The place will fee called Gibsonville and promires, in return, to Irecome a large and successful expositor of socialistic doctrine. MlscelUnnoa* Item*. It certainly takes very little to make vain people happy. A fool is a great man who can raise a tempest in a teapot. The crank methods are naturally more or less revolutionary. Envy is one of the most oxpeoaiva exercises one can Indulge in.