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“THE KING’S BUSINESS." Tal mage’s Discourse on the Subject of “Acceleration,” Yesterday. The Difference Between the Creator and Other Kings—The Danger of Putting Off Preparation for “the King’s Business.” iUjMMial to the Indian&oolis Journal. Brooklyn, N. Y., Jan. 4.—Dr. Talraage preached this morning in the Brooklyn Tabernacle on the subjec: “Acceleration.” The opening hymn was: “Aly days are gliding swiftly by, > And I, a pilgrim stranger, Wonld not detain them as they fly, These hours of toil and danger.” Before the sermon Dr. Talmage read passages of Scripture contrasting ancient longevity with the brevity of modern human life. The text waa, I Samuel, xxi, 8: “The King's business required haste.” Following is the sermon in full: The cradle of 1885 rocked on the grave of 1884. All Intelligent people, whether Christian or unchristian, thoughtful about the closing of one volume of time and opening of another. The striking of a clock is always suggestive, but 4he most- tremendous stroke the clock ever gives is when, on the night of the 31st of December, it strikes twelve. I think all of us who have anything to do feel that we must swiften our pace. [Acceleration! In ray text David appears before ItAbimelech without sword, or food, or usual attendants, and gives as his reason for this unseemly appearance that he was on urgent, imperial business, and had no time to properly acoouter or equip himself. “The King's business required haste.” My friends, we are all intrusted with some part of the King’s business; and our great need is to have our speed accelerated. God seems to be a being of infinite leisure. He sometimes takes twenty five hundred years to do one thing, though in six days he put on the world the final touches that made it inhabitable for man. Geologists tell us that uncounted ages passed between the laying of the corner-stone of the earth and its final completion. God took this unimaginable reach of time for work that he could have done in three months. He has plenty of time for everything. With an eternity behind Him and an eternity before Him, there is no flurry, no precipitation, no haste. But so far as we are concerned, what wo do must be doue in briefest time and in quickest way. “The King's business requires haste. ” Christ is our King; King of glory. King of Zion, King of saints, King over all earth, King over heaven. He is a King that shall never die. Where is Louis XIV! Dead. Where is Richard III? Dead! Where is Ferdiuand? Dead! Where is Peter the Great! Dead! At the door of the grave lies a whole sheaf of sceptres. Death sits in the palace of the sepulchre and the potentates of earth are his cup bearers; and, as the old ! blind monarch staggers around his palace, ever and anon he trips on some new-fallen coronet. They sat up Charlemagne in his grave and put a crown on his pulseless temples and a sceptre in his lifeless hand, yet that could not bring back his kingdom. But our Emperor lives. He ox isted before the world was made. He shall continue after it is burned up. King immortal! The French government thought itself rich in having so many palaces—St Cloud, and the Tuileries,-and the Versailles, and the Palais Royal, and the Luxembourg; but our King has the whole earth for His palace—the mountains, its picture gallery; the ocean, its fountain; the sun, its chandelier; the midnight heavens, its oaudelabra; Illimitable forests, its park; the glories of the sunrise and sunset, the tapestry about the windows; the storms, the lightninghoofed coursers dashing up and down the heavens; all the glories of the land, and sea, and sky, His wardrobe; all the flowers of the field. His conservatory; all the fish of the sea, His aquarium; all the birds of the spring moruiug. His orchestra. But, better than all these, the hearts of His people on earth and of his saints in heaven, are the palaces in which He delights to reign. King universal! Like other kings, He has His army and navy. Fighting on His side are the hurricanes of the great deep—as in the breaking up of the Spanish armada; the volcanoes of the earth —as in the burial of infamous Herculaneum; the fire—as when Sodom was deluged-with conflagration; the rooks —as when they crashed their terrors about the crucifixion. The Psalmist counted the flaming artillery of heaven, as it came rushing down the sky, and cried: “The chariots of God are twenty thousand." Elijah's servants caught a glimpse of them among the mountains—a cavalcade of flame. The cherubim on His side; the seraphim on His side; the archangels on His side. King omnipotent!

THE PEOPLE’S BUSINESS. Our King is wrapped up in the welfare of His subjects. The Sultan of Turkey had a rule that, when riding out on horseback, any of his subJeots might approach him and state their wrongs and sufferings; and the people pressed so close up to (die stirrups that it was sometimes impossible for the Sultan to proceed. But we have a more merciful King. We do not have to wait for public occasions. Any hour of the day or night, without introduction, we may press into His palace, tell our wants and secure His help. Going before other kiugs. we must have a court dress, rightly cut and rightly adorned; but beg gars may come before this King in their rags; and the prodigal, filthy from the swines’ herd is immediately ushered in. A pardoning King! A condescending King! A merciful King! O, -Jesus, live forever! It is on the business of such a King that we are ail sent It in the business of bringing the world to God. Compared with it. all other business is a holiday and a sport If a man go into some financial operation by which he loses a hundred thousand dollars, and his house and estate dropout of his possession, and his failure upset the next man, and his the next and the next until the whole land quails under the panic, the disaster is insignificant compared with the ruin of that man who despoils his own soul, and by example takes down another, aud another, until all worlds feel the defalcation. William the Conqueror pulied down forty-six of the churches of God, in order that he might enlarge his park for game. So men sweep away spir itual things, that they‘may advance their amusements and worldly gains But the great day of htornity will reveal the fact that the most important of all business on earth uud in heaven is the King’s business. The King's business is not only important, but Immediate. If we do not attend to it quickly, we will never attend to it at all. Here Is a Christian man expecting some day to be thoroughly consecrated. After a while he will be diligent in searching the Scriptures and in prayer. Meanwhile the day of grace is going, ft frill soon be gone. Out with your Bibles, and to read. Gown ou your knees, and begin

to pray. For the business of the store, and of the shop, and of the field you are neglecting God’s business. Your soul is losing its best, perhaps its last, chance. Up, man! The King’s business requires haste. In the day of the world’s doom what will become of that man who had a thousand Sabbaths and ten thousand opportunities for usefulness, and a million chances of being made better, but comes to the gate of eternity a pauper in Christian experience, and with but one sheaf, though all his life he was walking in golden harvestfields. You have postponed your higher life until God tells me you will not come to it if you postpone it any longer. The King’s business requires haste. There is a great work of comfort to be done. If it is not done speedily, it will never be done. Yonder is a heart breaking. Now is the time to say the healing word. Go next week with your balsam, and it will not touch the casa A man yonder came under your influence, and you might have captured him for God. You will never have another chance at him. To-morrow another man will be under your influence. You will have hut one opportunity of saving him. It may be at 10 o’clock, at 12 o’clock or at 3 o'clock; miss that, and you miss it forever. Do not say: “Wait until the next time." Next time will never come. Be prompt and immediate. The King’s business requires haste. In the city of Basle, Switzerland, it was the custom to have all the clocks of the city an hour ahead of time, for the following reason: Once an enemy was moving upon the city and their stratagem was to take the city at 12 o’clock, noon; but the Cathedral clock, by mistake, struck 1 instead of 12: and so the enemy thought that they were too late to carry out the stratagem and gave up the assault, and the city was saved; and, therefore, it was arrauged that for many years the clock struck 1 when it was 12 and 12 when it was 11. O, man and woman of God, engaged in Christian work, set your clocks on if you want to save the city! Better get to your work too early than come too late. The King’s business requires haste. We are exercising a fatal deliberation. We sit calmly in church, meditating about how to save the world. Meanwhile six millions of people will die this year. You might start the millennium next year, but it would do them no good. What you do for them you will have to do within a twelve-month. What you to do for them yon will have to do this month —aye, this week! Aye, this day! Have you never heard that a neighbor was sick and said to yourself: “I roust go and talk with him about his soul, for 1 know that he is not prepared to leave the world?” But that, day you were busy, and the next you were busy, and the third day you went to see him. You pulled his door bell; a servant came out and you said: “How is he to day?” The answer was: “He is dead.” You say: “It cannot be possible; how long has he been dead?” She answers: “Five minutes.” God have mercy upon that Christian man who comes to do his work five minutes too late. The King’s business requires haste.

DANGER IN PROCRASTINATION. I pray God that my text may be brought home with special power to those in this audience who have never yet sought Christ. As many of the causes that come up in court are adjourned, sometimes because the witnesses are not ready, and sometimes because the plaintiff is not ready, and sometimes because the judge is not ready, until tho bill o£ costs is ruinous and hard to pay —so there are men and women who have adjourned the cause of the soul’s salvation from youth to middle life, and adjourned it from health to sickness, and adjourned it from prosperity to adversity, until there will be an infinite bill of costs to pay. O, procrastinating, deliber ating, halting soul! Let me tell you that the King’s business requires haste! Before you attend to it, your mental faculties may fail. Your intellect works admirably now: but in this country tho ratio of intellects that are giving out is larger every year. Something in the climate urges men on to such extremes and the pressure on active men is so great, that before they are aware of it tho brain softens, or, more suddenly, the mind drops dead from its throne. Pythagoras, studying philosophy, was so anx ious to keep awake and improve all his time that With a string he tied the hair of his head to a beam above, so that the very moment he nodded in sleep the pain would awake him. So there are men now who have such morbid and. unhealthy notions about how much work it is necessary to do, that they never take anvrest. They cannot stand the stress. The most brilliant are in the most peril. What if the mind tliat Godhas given you for high and holy uses should perish before you have found Christ? A heavy fall, an accidental stroke on the head, a sudden affliction for which you are not ready, may kill your intellect and so your last chance for heaven pass away, though you should live on for many a year. In the great populations that occupy the asylums of the country or are carefully guarded in private dwellings, are hundreds of men and women who expected some day to bo Christians They had abundance of time, they thought; but mental disorders dropped upon them before they had decided the matter, and although now they are irresponsible and shall not be brought to account for anything they do under this mental eclipse, yet they shall at last be called into judgment for the long years of mental health when they neglected the gospel. What will become of them I leave you to judge. While your reason acts, put it to the grandest use Look out how you carry the magnificent torch of your intellect, lest God put it out in darkness forever. The King’s business requires haste. I would have you regard the text because you may have come near to the end of God’s natience. There can be no doubt that some men in youth, or mid-life, or old age, so aggravatingly reject the gospel that God lets them alone. They slam the door of their soul in God’s face and tell Him to be gone; then when they call after Him to come back He will not come. Eternal affront has been given, end in that book where no erasures are made, the man’s name is put down among the doomed. Cross the line that divides God's mercy from His wrath —step but one inch over, ami you are as badly off as if you went 10,000 furlongs Before the iron bolt fastens the door against you. you had better go in. Before the last boat sails for heaven, you had better get on board. Haste thee out of thy sin into the pardon of God. The King's business requires haste. Have regard to the suggestion of the text, because your life may unexpectedly terminate. Wo are trading on a borrowed capital of years that may in a moment be called in. There is no map of the great future into which we are traveling. No explorer has been ahead and come back to tell us how it is. Each one feels his way along the path, not knowing what moment a devouring lion may come from the jungle. There are so many ways of getting out of life; by fall, by slips, by assassination, by malaria, bv over exertion, by insidious disease, by misplaced railroad switch, by rotten bridge, by fractions horse, by failing wall. No man goes when he expected, nor as he expected. Suddenly the pulses stop drumming the life march. Suddenly the curtain falls, and the lights are put out Wo change worlds quicker than I can drop a handkerchief from one hand into the other. At one tick of the watch wo are in time; the next we are in eternity. What if we die before we are ready! What if, with all our sins unforgiven, we rush into the presence of the omnipotent God, before whom sin is utterly loathsome! Can you imagine the chill of that moment, or tho horror of that undoing? What! twenty, thirty, forty years to repent in, and yet not have attended to it? Beyond the deadline there is no rectification of blunders. In the grave there is no place to pray. The rider on the pale horse spurs on his steed, and in a moment he may be pounding at the gate for admittance. What thy hand findctli to do, do it with all thy might. Do it now. The Ling’s busiuess requires haste. There is a sea-flower called the “opelef* which spreads abroad its petals beautifully; but it is very poisonous, and the little fish that touches it struggles but a moment and then dies, andother petals of the same flower, floating in the water, wrap around the fish and pull it down into the deadly bosom of the flower. That is what is the matter with some of you. Sin is an attractive flower, and it glows and waves beautifully before tho soul; but no sooner do you touch it than you are poisoned and nia?: bv swallowed up, unless we may sweep you away and sweep you in this net of the gospel. Don’t you see that the tides of worldliness are setting against you? Don’t you see that there art iuiiu ences at work to destroy you forever? Haste yc to Jesus, the only refuge. The next moment may be worth to thee au eternity. The Ktug's business requires haste. Hear this music that drops straight from heav

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en: “Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest ” “Art thou weary? Art thou languid! Art thou sore distressed? Come to me, saith Oue—and, coming, be at rost. If I ask Him to receive me, will He say me nay? Not till earth and not till heaven pass away. Finding, following, keeping, struggling, is lie sure to bless? Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs answer—yes!" SENATOR INGALLS. A Pen Picture of the Kansas Member of tbe Lulled States Senate. Washington Letter in Cleveland Leader. There is not a more scholarly roan in the 'United States Senate than John j. Ingalls, Sena x>r from Kansas. He is full of ideas and he expresses them fluently, and in sentences where every word tells. He has a wide knowledge of affairs, and his views are broad and liberal. He is full of pugnacity, and is ready to fight for his rights and those of his party and his State at the drop of a hat. And he fights well, too! The other senators are very careful how they knock the chips off Ingalls's shoulders. His courage is known and his sarcastic tongue can cut like a two-edged sword in heartless repartee. This Kansas senator is a curious looking man, and you would take him for a Boston swell rather than for the practical Westerner that he is. He is tall and thin, with a form as straight as that of a West Point cadet, and clothes which fit as though made by a Broadway tailor. His head is long, his forehead rather high than broad, and his eyes bright and piercing. He has irongray hair, which falls to his forehead in a sort of bang, and his thin mustache and whiskers are of the same color. Senator Ingalls is now fiftyone years old, and is in his prime. He is a Massachusetts man by birth, and comes of old Puritan stock —the best stock in the world if you can get it away from Boston and transplant it in some new frontier soil, where it will have to tight to grow. It was in a little Massachusetts village that Ingalls was born in the first year of Jackson’s second term as President. Here, surrounded by Abolition ideas, hard Puritanical manners and Yankee common sense, he spent his boyhood. He was educated at Williams College, and was there at the same time as Garfield. After this he studied law for two years, and a year later he went to Kansas, which, at this time, was the boue of contention between the North and the South. Massachusetts was closely connected with Kansas in the latter part of the fifties, and four years before Ingalls’s arrival, an emigrants’ aid society had been formed in Massachusetts, to help colonize Kansas in the aid of free soil. This society sent out emigrants and furnished them with arms to protect themselves and their rights against the pro-slavery settlers from Missouri and Arkansas, and in 1858, when Mr. Ingalls moved to Kansas, the whole country looked upon the Territtoy as the seat of riot and lawlessness. Civil war was reigning, towns were burned, and half a dozen different Governors had failed to bring order out of the chaos iuto which the Territory was plunged. Here it was that young Ingalls decided to start his life work. He settled at a little town near Atchison and huug out his shingle. The next year he was elected a member of the constitutional convention; in 1860, secretary of the Territorial Council, and in the year following secretary of the State Senate. In 1862 he was a Kausas legislator, and at that and the following elections was the auti-Laue candidate for Lieu-tenant-governor. He then became editor of the Atchison Champion, and Ben: Perley Poore says that he is better fitted to be a great editor than any man in the country. He was practicing law at Atchison at the time of his election to the United States Senate. His record here at Washington is free from stain, and he sits in the Senate, surrounded by millionaires, an example of what brains and courage can do, unaided by the almighty dollar.

IN THE DEPARTMENTS. One Class of Clerks Who Should Be Protected —But the Clianees Are Against Them. Washington Correspondence Springfield Republican. It is a sorry thing these days to go through the departments and see how real is the fear among the men and women who work hard to earn their living that, after this winter, they are likely to be dismissed at any time. lain now writing about it, not in any way as a politician nor with any reference to its bearing on politics, but simply as a social fact Despite all assurances to the contrary, the majority of clerks expect to see others in their places before the year is out. This they do not ascribe to President Cleveland, but argue that the pressure will be great upon the heads of departments and the President cannot be expected to keep his eyes open to protect every minor clerk whom a dozen Democrats aro waiting to succeed. The most of tliis apprehension comes from Southerners. The Repnblicatis who now hold places assigned to the South will not be so easily tolerated as those from the North. To a large'degree the former are rofugee3. Many of them would hardly dare to return to the States from which they weie appointed. They have no party nor social friends behind them there. A large number are widows, whose husbands fell in the year which followed the war, on account of their* politics. Northern men were murdered in the days of reconstruction and later, whose families came hero and were provided for. It. would be an interesting census to know how many of the black-veiled women who throng the department are somber relics of the bloody terrorism of the kuklux. These people do not expect to be long retained. They do not properly now hail from the Slate to which credited, and the people who will control that patronage have no feeling for their needs. 1 have in mind now a widow from Mississippi, whose husband, an lowa man, was killed a dozen years ago for being a Republican. Since then she has worked hard at a desk, earning $1,200 a year, and educating her children. They are yet hardly old enough to look out for 'themselves, and she spends sleepless nights, terrorstricken at the belief * that in a few months she will bo out of employment Perhaps she will not, but what Mississippian Will lift a hand to keep her in place? It was a forlorn hope that started South after the war to regenerate that section on the New England and Ohio basis. And the colony of widows and orphans who represent it here is to be pitied more than any others who expect to suffer by the change in adrninistiation. These patient, plodding women, with no influence, are among the very first whom I look to see Gov. Cleveland protect, albeit the feeling is so general that they will have to go. Bettor that he should dismiss a few thousand of the men who fill the departments on the score of political backing than that these women should go. Smokers in the White House. Washington .Special to Baltimore American. ' “So the White House is to have another smoker,” said an old attache of that establishment, as he carefully nursed a fragrant Havana, and watched the rime of smoke ascend toward the frescoed ceiling. *’l see that Mr. Cleveland is a smoker. Well, there has been pretty constant smoking here since Grant came in. There was an interregnum, so to speak, under Hayes, who did not smoke, nor did any of his boys: but with that exception the Presidents since Lincoln have all been smokers. “Mr. Lincoln did not smoke or chew. Johnson did so did Grant, so did Garfield, so does Arthur, and so will Cleveland. There were great times among the smokers when Grant came in. It seemed as though everybody smoked then. I remember up in tho President’s room at the Capitol, when he used to go up there to sign bills on the closing daj-s of the session, the smoke was so thick that you could cut it with a knife, as the saying is. No, Hayes did not smoke, but not because of any objection on the part of his wife, for I think she rather enjoyed tho odor of a good cigar. I remember that she turned the cottHge at the Soldiers’ Home upside down one day looking for a cigar for me after I had taken dinner with the family there. She had seen me smoking at my desk, and set out to find some cigars there, insisting tliat 1 should not be deprived of my after dinner smoke, but failed, for somebody had captured all of them. Like the Old Woman. Philadelphia Proee, Hendricks, referring to the Cleveland civilservice letter, says ho is satisfied. Very likely. He had to be. Physicians say that there is no remedy for consumption, and, possibly, in some cases the assertion may be correct We know, however, of many cures made by Dr. Bull’s Cough Syrup, and will guarantee positive relief to the sufferer in every instance t

THE WATTERSON-R AND ALE ROW. A Parallel Cam to This Affair Found in a Memorable Georgia Scene. Atlanta Constitution. The fight between Mr. Watterson and Mr. Randall is one of the most remarkable combats of which sacred or profane history has made record. It is true that Mr. Randall has not taken any part in the fieht, and has not even been present while the fight was going on. But Mr. Watterson says he and Mr. Randall are having a fight, and as Mr. Randall has not formally denied that he is engaged in this terrific struggle, we presume Mr. Watterson is right. It may be that Mr. Randall does not know the fight is goiug on, but we should not consider ignorance on his part an answer to Mr. Watterson's positive assertion that Mr. Randall not only does know of the .fight, but that he is actually engaged in it We therefore assume that there is a fight between Mr. Watterson and Mr. Randall, dismissing this branch of the subject, with the remark that if Mr. Randall really does not know that it is going on, it is his own fault. Mr. Randall is certainly not missed in the fight. The Star-eyed Slugger 'of the West is covering the whole ground himself. We do not see any room for Mr. Randall, even if he should happen to learn of the conflict and take a notion to go iu. Wherever the Star-eyed has lit, he lias torn up the ground and carried it with him — and as he has been on the jump now for 113 hours without intermission for food or slumber, he has lit promiscuously. Even if Mr. Randall should desire to enter (presuming, of course, that he hears of the fight) and there was a bit of unscratched and unplowed ground on which he could balance himself while he bunched his fivers, he is too badly beaten to rally. Actually, without being present, as far as we can see, without even knowing it, he has been mashed, winded, mutilated, and, we fear, fatally injured. On another scene and in another ring—to-wit, at Washington, in the whisky ring—Mr. Randall downed the Star eyed with a violence that shook even the distant State of Kentucky. But the Star-eyed was present on that occasion, and knew that a fight was goiug on. It was comparatively easy, therefore, to down him. But here he downs" his man without his man being present, or without his man knowing that he was being downed, or had been downed. There is but one other fight of which we have any record that deserves to be mentioned in the same breath with this. % Judge Longstreet, blessed be his memory, opens his inimitable book, “Georgia Scenes,” with a harrowing story. Be it known that the Judge was out for a ride on a pleasant morning, in the “Dark Corner” of Lincoln county. We give the quotation: “Rapt with* the enchantment of the season and the scenery arcuud me, I was slowly rising the slope when I was startled by loud, profane and boisterous voices, which seemed to proceed from a thick covert of undergrowth about two hundred yards in the advance of me, and about one hundred to the right Os my road. “ ‘You kin, kin you'?’ “ ‘Yes, I kin, and am able to do it! 800-00-oo! Oh, wake snakes, and walk your chalks! Brimstone and fire! Don’t hold me, Nick Stoval! The sight's made up, and let’s go at it. my soul if I don’t jump down his throat and gallop every chitterling out ot him before you can say “quit!”’ “‘Now Nick, don’t hold him! Just let the wildcat come, and I’ll tame him. Ned’ll see me a fair fight, won’t you Ned?’ “ ‘Oh, yes; I’ll see you a fair fight, blast my old shoes if I don’t.’ “ ‘That’s sufficient, as Tom Haynes said when he saw the elephant. Now let him come.’ “Thus they went on, with countless oaths interspersed, which I dare not evon hint at, and with much that I could not distinctly hear. “Iu mercy’s name! thought I, what band of ruffians ha*s selected this holy season and this heavenly retreat for such pandemonian riots! I quickened my gait and had come nearly opposite to the thick grove whence this noise proceeded, when my eye caught, indistinctly and at intervals, through the foliage of the dwarf oaks and hickories which intervened, glimpses of a man or men who seemed to be in a violent struggle; and I could occasionally catch those deep-drawn, emphatic oaths which men in conflict utter when they deal blows. I dismounted and hurried to the spot with all speed. I had overcome about half the space which separated it from me, when I saw the combatants come to the ground, and, after a short struggle, I saw the uppermost one (for I could not see the other) make a heavy plunge with both his thumbs, and at the same instant I heard a cry, in the accent of keenest torture, ‘Enough, my eye’s out!’ “I was so completely horrorstruck that I stood transfixed for a moment to the spot where the cry met me. The accomplices in the hellish deed whioh had been perpetrated had all fled at my approach; at least I supposed so, for they wore not to be seen. “ ‘Now, blast your corn shucking soul,’ said the victor (a youth about eighteen years old) as he rose from the ground, ‘come cutt’n your shines ’bout jne agin, next time I come to the court house, will you! Got your owl eye in agin if you can!’ “At this moment he saw me for the first time, tie looked excessively embarrassed, and was moving off, when I called to him, in a tone emboldened by the sacredness of my office and the iniquity of his crime, ‘Come baok, you brute! and assist me in relieving your fellow-mortal, whom you have ruined forever!’ “My rudeness subdued his embarrassment in an instant; and, with a taunting curl of the nose, he replied: ‘You needn't kick before you're spurr’d. There ain’t nobody there, nor han’t been nother. 1 was jist seein’ how I could ’a’ font’ So saying, he bounded to his plow, which stood in the corner of the fence about fifty yards beyond the battle-ground. “And, would you believe it, gentle reader! his report was true. All that I had heard and seen was nothing more nor less than a Lincoln rehearsal, in which the youth who had just left me had played all the parts of all the characters in a court house fight. “I went to the ground from which he had risen, and there were the prints of his two thumbs, plunged up to the balls in the mellow earth, about the distance of a man’s eyes apart; and the ground around was broken up as if two stags had been engaged upon it. ”

A LEPER BURIED ALIVE. The Horrible if ate of an Unfortunate Old Chinaman. fjonsrkong China Mail. In the village of Chlmlong, near Lilong, where the Basel Mission has a station, the following sad evcut lately took place: A man of sixty years of ago was afflicted with leprosy and lived in a hut within the village. The villagers, almost all relations of his. often urged the old man to remove his hut outside the village and live on the hills, to prevent contamination, promising that they would always provide him with food. Howevor, the leper did not wish to leave the village, nor dared his relatives press him to do so. But the dreadful sickness devsloped more and more, and the dread of contamination was increased thereby, so that the relatives actually proposed to the unfortunate man to put an end to his miserable existence. They made him a present of a long coat for a shroud, but the leper could not make up his mind yet to dU> voluntarily. Still from that time he purchased a quantity of opium and kept it in readiness, to be used for cornmiting feuicide whenever he should see the necessity for doing so. Lately It happened that the leper was lying asleep in his hut His son came and wanted to bring him something to eat, but calling into the hut he received no answer from the father. There was soon a gathering of people, but no one ventured to go inside the hut Some stones were thrown at the door, to see if the man took any notice of it. and as there was still no sign of lifo ir. the hut the general impression was that the occupant was dead. It is well known that the Chinese are very much afraid of a dead body, and in the case of a leper this fear is greatly increased. There is also an opinion that the disease is propagated by certain flies feeding on the corpse ar.d carrying the poison of leprosy everywhere, so that even vegetables growing in the neighborhood are considered to become infected, and are therefore destroyed. The resolution was forthwith taken to have the leper buried, and villagers pressed his son to make baste and have the business done. He therefore went to a neighboring village to engage coolies for digging a grave and carrying the corpse out. During the absence of the son the elder of the village came to the scene, and. learning how matters stood, boldly opened the door and entered the hut to convince himself whether his relative was really dead, when, lo and oehold! it turned out that the leper had only enjoyed a sound sleep, from which all the noise, and even the throwing of stones at his door, had not been able to disturb him. Seeing that there had been a mistake, the elder sent at once a message to his son -to inform him that his father

was not dead, and no coolies were needed to bury him. However, the coolies had been engaged for a certain sum of money and came along with the son, ready to do the work which was required of them, or, at all events, to receive the promised pay. After some deliberation the villagers unanimously put it before the leper that, as things had come to this pass, he had better make up his mind and allow the funeral of himself to go on. To this the unfortunate man consented and took leave of his daughter-in-law and two grandchildren, enjoining upon her to feed the two pigs well and also take care of the poultry. A coffin was now provided and the shroud redeemed from the pawn-shop. A fowl was killed and rice and pork provided as a farewell dinner for the leper. Next morning very early the procession started from the hut. First came the coffin, carted by the coolies and behind it walked the leper to his grave, the son and the elder bringing up the rear, carrying the shroud and tho pot which contained the opium. Having moved up a hill to a distance of about two miles from the village, the party halted and a grave was dug. The leper took a last meal and then swallowed the opium. After this he put on the shroud and a pair of shoes and laid himself down in the coffin, when the coolies put the lid on it, without waiting till the leper should have lost consciousness, and lowered the coffin into the grave. MAY HOWARD. Further Facts and Incidents in the Life of the Now Insane Actress. New York Special to St. Louis Poet-Dispatch. May Howard will be well remembered by a great many people in St Louis, as in 1867, or thereabouts, she appeared there in a spectacular piece at Jake Esher’s old People's Theater. She, and a woman named Jean Clare Walters, took the principal parts and created quite a sensation. May Howard was then young and of splendid form. She made up exceedingly well for the stage, being tall and possessing a pair of most beautiful eyes. She was the picture of health, and her cheeks always had in them a crimson touch that needed no artificial coloring. Her hair was black as the raven’s wing, and came down low over her forehead. The lashes of her eyes were long and heavy, and her teeth were as white and clear as alabaster. There was always a sparkling animation about her face thatcharmed those who met her, and few women of this country have played sadder havoc among the male sex. It was while at Esher's Theater in St. Louis that she formed the acquaintance of a gentleman who had but recently come to live in St. Louis, and who afterwards became prominent in St. Louis and Missouri politics. Many a time did they take late suppers together at a restaurant that used to be in the big building at the northeast corner of Fifth and Pine streets, and the names of the two soon came to he constantly associated by the gossips who hung about the theater in those days. A relationship of somewhat dubious character was maintained for several years, and an indignant wife finally came to be a feature of the affair. The upshot of it was that Miss Howard went off to Europe, or somewhere else, and did not return to St Louis till the winter of 1875, when she appeared as a legitimate star at the Olympic Theater. Her repertoire embraced “The New Magdalen,” and other pieces of that class. Once or twice during her engagement, she essayed a male role, playing, perhaps, Romeo, in “Romeo .and Juliet.” The intimacy that was understood to have existed between her and the prominent St. Louisan had been broken off some time before, and it was said she was a very close friend of her manager. But her acquaintance with the St. Louis man was renewed, and with it came tho old intimacy. Her manager grew jealous and suddenly deserted her. Much took place in a <juiet way that the St. Louis public Knew nothing about, and probably never will. Her effort as a star in legiti mate plays was not very successful, and she faded out of sight. The news that she is insane from overexcitement is the first that has been heard of her for a long time.

Boston Turns on Sullivan. Boston Post. Isn't it about timo some notice was taken of Mr. John L. Sullivan in a different way from that to which he has been accustomed? He is Siting to be about as unbearable a thug as ere is to be found in the haunts of crime. He has the reputation of spending most of his time, when off “professional’' duty, in getting drunk and picking quarrels with those around him, slapping the faces of waiter girls, and insulting the public generally, and still he goes right on making himself a nuisance with impunity. It is quite possible that Sullivan is the phvsical superior of any man iu Boston, but it ought not to follow that he is superior to law. He naa been a demoralizing influence from the beginning of his career. He has helped to crystallize and focalizo more crime than almost any other man of his age, and ho seems to have a natural aptitude for criminality himself. Are our authorities afraid of him, or what is their excuse for allowing him to roam at large and do as he pleases, like an irresponsible bull or ownerless cur? The Proof Will Be Forthcoming. St. Louis Globe-Democrat. Mr. St. John, in his efforts to vindicate himself, dutches at technicalities but dodges the facts. He alludes to an interview, in which the editor of the Globe-Democrat is represented as saying that ho knew of the existence of letters which proved the facts against St. John; and thereupon he boldly calls for the production of the letters. The editor of the Globe-Democrat, in the interview referred to, spoke of “evidence’’ which he knew to exist—not of “letters.” The evidence does exist, and it is overwhelming in its character, too. In good time it will come out. Advice to Mothers. Mrs. Winslow's Soothing Syrup snould always be used when children are cutting teeth. It relieves the little sufferer at once; it produces natural, quiet sleep, by relieving the child from pain, and the little cherub awakes as “bright as a button.” It is very pleasant to taste. It soothes the child, softens the gums, allays all pain, relieves wind, regulates the bowels, and is the best known remedy for diarrhoea, whether arising from teething or other causes. Twenty-live cents a bottle. _ Thousands of Injunctions.— The cold-catch-ing community, thousands ot them, are serving per emptory injunction on their coughs and catarrhs, in the shape of daily and nightly doses of Hale's Honey of Horehound and Tar. The paroxysms are silenced in forty-eight hours. Sold by all druggists. Pike’s Toothache Drops cure in 1 minute. Durickb’s Salad Dressing and Cold Meat Sauce. The finest mayonaise for meat, fish and vegetable salads, and a superb table sauce. It far surpasses any home-made dressiug. Everybody likes it CATARRH SANFORD’S RADICAt CURE, The Great Balsamic Distillation of Witch-Hazel, American Pine, Canadian Fir, Marigold, Clover Blossom, Etc., For the Immediate Relief and Porm&nent. Cura of every form of Catarrh, from a Simple Head Cold or Influenza to tho Loss of Smell, Taste and Hearing. Cough, Bronchitis uud Incipient Consumption. Relief in five minutes iu any and every case. Nothing like it. Grateful, fragrant, wholesome. Cure begins from first application, and is rapid, radioal, permanent, and never failing. (hie bottle Radioal Cure, one box Catarrhal Solvent and Sanford’s Inhaler, all in one package, forming a complete treatment, of all druggists for #l. Ask for Sanford's Radical Cur©. Potter Drag and Chemical Cos., Boston. jjptefek Sj BB Collins's Voltaic Electric Plasgg Mi sffa g HBal ter instantly affects the Nervous pJB Hlh System and banishes Pain. A I V 111 perfect Electric Battery aimS ra wav oined with a Porous Plaster for T ANARUS“ 1/111 25 cents. It annihilates Pain, if Qnrmnia MrDUf Vitalises Weak and Worn Out WFIRfSI NEJiV£ parts, strengthens Tired Masoles, prevents Disease, and does more in one half the time than auy other plaster ia the world. Sold everywhere. •

dyspepsia ' Causes its victims to be miserable, hopeless, confused, and depressed in mind, very irritable, languid, and drowsy. It is a disease which does not get well of itself. It requires careful, persistent attention, and a remedy to throw off the causes and tone up the digestive organs till they perform their duties willingly. Hood’s Sarsaparilla has proven Just the required remedy in hundreds of cases. 41 1 have taken Hood’s Sarsaparilla for dyspepsia, from which 1 have suffered two years. I tried many other medicines, but none proved so satisfactory as Hood's Sarsaparilla.” Thomas Cook, Brush Electric Light Co* New York City. Sick Headache “For the past two years I have tren afflicted with severe headaches and dyspepsia. I was induced to try Hood’s Sarsaparilla, and have found great relief. I cheerfully recommend it to all.” Mas. K. F. Ann able, New Haven, Conn. t Mrs. Mary C. Smith, Cambridgeport, Mass* was a sufferer from dyspepsia and sick headache. She took Hood’s Sarsaparilla and found it the best remedy she ever used. I Hood's SarsaparUta ' Sold by all druggists. #l; six for $6. Made only by C. L HOOD & CO., Lowell, Mass. , lOO*Dosed One Dollar\>* mmmmmmmmmmmm—mmmmmmmmm—ammmmrn AMUSEMENTS. VDIGKSON’SJf BfiMpaPEEAHpdSe Three Nights, commencing MONDAY, Jan. 5, witk Special Wednesday Matinee—First Appearanoa in thig City o£ THOMPSON’S OPERA COMIQUE Cl Os THIRTY FrV'E ARTISTS, in MillockerY Charming Opera, "THE BEGGAR STUDENTT As produced at the Cassino, New York, for over 200 nights. GRAND DOUBLE ORCHESTRA—EIGHTEEN PIECES! Note the prices: Reserved seats, 50c and 75c; admission, 15c and 250. Box-ghe now open. Thursday, Friday and Saturday, and Saturday Matinee, January 8, U and 10, MINNIE PALMER in “I SWEETHEART!" W f'fp'Regu’ar Houseprices. 'Sfflr plan displayed on Tuesday morn-

|||||g|||| Tuesday and Wednesday Evenings, Jan. 6 and 7, Matinee Wednesday Afternoon, HOWARD ATHEMUM SPECIALTY CO. , , Presenting the Farcical Comedy, THATJSAD BOY!” Three Nights, commencing Thursday, January 8L HARRY LACY’S “ PLANTER'S WIFE" CiITIH Jan. 12, 13 and 14-THE WILBUR OPERAOOMs PANY. Prices, 15, 25, 50and750. COLLEGE AVENGE RINK. Altai* Tliis Week. Wednesday, Jan. 7—Speed Race of Three Miles bt tween CHESTER SPAIN aud E. D. STOUT. Friday, Jan. 9—A contest for a Medal, for the bed) amateur fancy and triok skaters of Indianapolis. WIGWAM RINIL TO-NIGHT! TO-NIGHTI Monday, Jan. 5, FIRST OF THE SERIES OF GREAT RACES BETWKKH Daniel O’Leary, the Champion Walter of the World, AND A.. B. CUTTER, For a purse of $300.00. O'Leary is to walk five* eighths of a mile against Cutter skating one mile. MERIDIAN RINK tel M Prize anil Grim Carnival, FRIDAY EVENING. JANUARY 9. DIARIES FOR 1885. Pelloubet’s Notes for 1885. Blank Books and Memorandum Books, at BOWEN, STEWART & CO.’S, No. 18 W. Washington St. ——— —n Administratrix’s Sale of Real Estate. Notice Is hereby given that, by virtue of a deoree of the Marion Circuit Court, on THURSDAY, JANUARY 15, 1885, At ten (10) o’clock in the forenoon, at tho law ofitoa of Baker, Herd & Hendricks, No. 23 South Pennsylr vania street, in Imliauapolis, Marion county, Indiana, the undersigned, as administratrix of the estate of William H. Morrison, late of said oounty of Marion, deceased, will sell at private sale, to make assets to pay the debts of said estate, and for not lees than tha appraised value thereof, the following described real estate, in Marion county aud State of Indiana, to-wib Lot number twelve (12). in square number sixtyfive (t>s), in (he city of Indianaiadis, the interest to be sold is the absolute title, including both the interest of said estate and the widow’s interest, and to be sold as free of incumbrance. Tho lot is situated at the northoast corner of Meridian and Maryland streets, and has upon it a substantial four-story brick building running from Meridian street east to the alley at the east end of the lot. The building contains :wo largo business rooms, one occupying the north half and the other the south half of the lot. The properly can be sold as a whole or in two parcels, each of tha north and south halves constituting one paroel. The terms of sale are, in case of sale of the whole lot to one purchaser, not less than ten thousand (10,000) dollars cash, and, in case of sale iu pared*, not less than five thousand (5,000) dollars cash, to in either case the residuo to be paid in tho last maturing not later than eighteen (18) month* from day of sale, the deferred payments to be evidenced by the purchasers’ notes, bearing six (0) per cent, interest from date, and attorneys’ fees, and waiving relief from valuation ami appraisement laws, the defer red pay meats to bo secured by mortgage upon the property purchased. If the property, or auy part of it, is not sold on the day named, it will be for sale at the same place on tha same terms, continuously from day to day till sold. An abstract of the title may be seen at the olfioe 0 1 Baker, Hord & Hendrick* at any time. Persons desiriug to purchase ail or any part of the property, or desiring further particulars, should call upon or address the attorneys above named. MARY MO HUDSON, Administrate!*

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