Indianapolis Journal, Indianapolis, Marion County, 11 October 1891 — Page 18

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THE INDIANAPOLIS JOURNAL, SUNDAY, OCTOBER 11, 1S91.

PRISONER OF ASSIOUT, It was a 6ultry December day at Meilinet Jlabu. Cray haze spread dim over the rocks in tho desert. The arid red mountains twiukled and winked thronga the heated air. I -was weary with climbing the great dry rida from the tombs of .the Km 25. I pat on tho broken arm of a shattered granite Tlameses. My legs dangled over tho side of tho colosjai fragment. In front of mo vast colonnades stood out clear and distinct against the hot, white sky. Beyond lay bare hills; in the distance, to tho left, the muddy Nile, amid green fields, gleamed like a thin silver thread in the sunlight. il A native, in 4a single dirty garment, sat sunning himself on a headless spbynx hard by. He was carving a watermelon with his knife thick, red, ripe, juicy. I eyed it hard. With a gesture of Oriental politeness, he offered me a slice. It was too tempting to refuse, that baking hot day, in that rainless land, though I knew acceptance meant ten times its worth in the end in backsheesh. "ArabiP I asked inquiringly of my Egyptian friend, which is, being interpreted, 'Are yon a Mussulman!" He shook his head firmly, and pointed, with many nods, to the tiny bluo cross tattooed on his left wrist. "Xnsrani," he answered, with a look of some pride. 1 smiled xny acquiescence. He was a Nazanue, a Christian. In a few minutes' time we had fallen into close taltc ot Egypt, past and present; the bad old days, the British occupation, the etiect of strong government on the condition of th fellabin. To the Christian population ot the Mile valley, of course, the adVent of the English has been a social revolution. For ages down-trodden, oppressed, despised, these Coptic schisaiatics at last tind themselves suddenly, intheeudsof the earth, co-religionists with the new ruling class in tbe'countrj-. and able to boast themselves in many ways over their old XJoaletn masters. I speak but little colloquial Arabic myself, though 1 understand it with ease when it is spoken, 'so the conversation between us was necessarily somewhat onesided. But my Egyptian friend scon grow voluble enough for two. and the sight of the piasters laid in his dusky palm loosed the strinr of his tongue to such an alarming extent that I began to wonder before long whether I should ever get back again to trie Luxor Hotel in time for dinner. 'vAn, yes, excellency," my Copt said slow'ly, when 1 asked him at last about the administration of justice under Ismail's rule, "things were different then, before the English came, as Allah willed it. It was stick, stick, stick, every month of the year. No prayers availed; we wero beaten for everything. If a fellah didn't pay his taxes when crops were bad, ho was lashed till ho found them; if he was a Christian, and offended a Moslem official, he was stripped to the skin, and ruthlessly bastinadoed. And then, for any insubordination, it was death outright tanging or beheading, slash, so. with a scimitar.'' And my companion brought his hand round in a whirl with wishing force, as if he were decapitating some unseen criminal on the bare sand before him. "The innocent must often have been punished with the guilty," I remarked, in my best Arabic, looking vaguely across at him. Ab, yes," he assented, smiling. "So Allah ordained. But sometimes, even then, the saints were kind; we got oil unexpectedly. 1 could tell you a strange story that once happened to myself." His eyes twinkled hard.- "It was a curious adventure." he went on; 'the eilendi might like, perhaps, to hear it. I was condemned to death and all but executed. It shows the wonderful ways of Allah." These Coptic Christians, indeed, speaking Arabic as they do. and living so constantly among a Mussulman population, hare imbibed many Mohamme tan traits of thought besides tho mere accident of language, sucti as speaking of the Christian God as Allah. Fatalism has taken as strong a hold of their minds as Islam itself. "Say on." I answered lightly, drawing a cigarette from iny case. "A story is always of interest to ifle. my friend. It brings grist to the mill. I am a man of the pen. 1 write down in books all the strange things that are told ine." My Egyptian smiled again. "Then this talo of mine," be said, showing all his white teeth, and brushing away tho (lies from his sore eye as he spoke, "should be worth your money, for it's as strange as any of the Thousand and One Nights men tell for hire at Cairo. It happened to me near Assiout, in Ismail's day. 1 was a bold young man then too bold for Egypt My father had a piece of ground by the riverBide that was afterward taken from us by Ismail for the Daira. -In our villiage Jived a Sheikh, a very hard man; a Mussulman, an Arab, a descendant of the prophet. He was the greatest Sheikh for miles and miles around. He had a largo white house, with green blinds to the windows, while all the rest of us in bis government lived in mud-built huts, round and low like beehives, lie had date palms, very many; and doums, and donr patches. Camels were bis, and buil'aloes, and ass?s and cows; 'twas a very rich man; oh, so rich and powerful. When he went forth to town he rode on a great white mule. And he had a harem, too; three wives of his own, who were beautiful as the day so girls who had teen them said, lor. as for us, we saw them not plump women every one of them, as tho Khedive's at Cairo, with eyes like a gazelle's, marked round with kohl, and their nails stained red every day with henna. All the world said the Sheikh was h happy man, for he bad the finest dates of tho country to eat, and servants ana camels in plenty to do his bidding. "Now. there was a girl Incur village, a Kusrani like me. 4 beautiful young girl, and her name was Laila. Here eyes were like those of that child thoro Zanohi who carries the etieudi's water-gourd on her head, and her cheeks were round and soft as a grape after tho inundation. I meant to wed her; and she liked me well. In the evening we sat and talked together under the whispering palm trees. But when tha time drew near for me to marry her. and I had arranged with her parents, tht're came a message from the Sheikh. He had seen the girl by the river as she went down to draw water with her face unveiled, and, though she was aNusrani, she tired his soul, and he wished to take her away from mo to put her into his harem. "When I heard that word I tore my clothes in my rage, and. all Christian that 1 was. and of no account with tho Moslems, 1 went up to the Sheikh's house in a very white anger, and 1 foil on my lace and asked leave to seo him. "The Sheikh sat in his conrt-yard, inside his house, and gave audience to all men, after tho fashion of Islam. I entered and epoketohim. Ob, Sheikh,' I said boldly, 'Allah and the Khedive have prospered you with exceeding great prosperity. You havo oxen ana asses, buffaloes and camels, men servants and maid servauts, much millet and cotton, and corn and sugar cane; you drink Frame wine every day of your life and cat the fat of tho land, and your harem is full of beautiful women. Now; in the village where I live is a Nusraui girl, whose name is Laila. Her eyes aro bright towards mine, and 1 love her as the thirsty land loves water. Yet, hear. O Sheikh, word is brought me now that you wish to take this girl, who is mine, and I come to plead with yon to-dav as Nathan the Prophet pleaded with David, the King of the fteni Israel. If you take away from mo my Laila. my one ewe lamb' But. at tho word, the Sheikh rose up, and clenched his tist, ami was very angry. Who is this doe.'ho asked, 'that he should dare to dictate to mel' lie called to his slaves that waited on his nod. Takothis fellow.7 he cried in his anger. 'and tie him hand and foot, and lleg him as 1 b:d on his naked back, that he may know, beiu a Christian, an intidel do, not to meddle with the domestic ntlairs of Moslems. It were well he were made acquainted with his own vileness by the instrumentality f n hundred lashes. And go to-murrow and bring Laila to me, and take euro that tho Copt shall never agam set eyes on her!"' 'Well. ehVudi, at the words. three strong Arabs seized me-lierce sons of the desert and bound me hand and foot, and Wat wo with a hundred lashes of the l:urbsb till my soul was Kick and faint within me. 1 sT.-ooned with the di Horace ami with the severity of the Maws. And 1 win young in those days. And I was very angry. "That nik'ht 1 went home to my own mud lint, with black blood in my heart. s;:d took roaofc.'I with my LrotherVtiigeh how 1 should u'veriL'D 1 hiK in':lr. JV.it hrst 1 sent .vord bv my broth r t. Lnila hut that Luila's lather should brimr her to meet us in the dusk, in very greet secrecy. bv tho bank of the river. In tho gray twilight

she came down. A dababiah was passing, and in it was a foreigner, a very great prince, au American prince of great wealth and wisdom. 1 remember his name. even. 1'crhaps tho eilendi knows him. He was Cyrus F. (juackenboss, and he came from Cincinnati." "I have not the honor," I answered, smiling, at this very unexpected Western intrusion. "Well, anyhow," my Copt continued, unheeding my bin lie, "we balled tho dahabiah and made tho American prince understand how the matter stood. He was very kind. We were brother Christians. He took Lalia on board, and promised to deliver her safe to her aunt at Karuak, so that the Sheikh might not kuow where the girl was trone, nor send to fetch her. And the counsel I took next with my brother was this: In the dead of night I rose up from my hut and pat a mask of white linen over the whole of my face to conceal my features and stole out alone, with a thick stick in my hands, down by the bank of the river. As I went, the jackals prowled around the village for food, and the owls from the tombs I it ted high in the moonlight. "I broke into the Sheikh's room by the 11 at-roofed outhouse that led to his wiudow. and I lockel the door; and there, before the Sheikh could roiue his household, I beat hiru. blow for blow, within an inch of his life, in revenge for my own beating, and because of his injustice in trying to take my Laila lrom me. The Sheikh was a powerful man, with muscles like iron, and he grappled mo hard and tried to wrench the stick from n. and bruised me about the body by Hinging Die on tho ground; aud 1 was weak with my beating and very sore all over. But stili. being by nature a strong young man, very licrco with anger, 1 fought him hard and got him under in the ead, and thwacked him till he was as black and bluo us I myself was. one muss of bruises from head to loot with my cudgeling. Tiiou,-just as his people succeeeded in forcing the door, I jumped out of the window upon the Hatroofed out-huue, and leaped lightly to the ground and darted like a jackal across the open cotton Holds and between the plots of doura to my own littio hut on the outskirts of the village. 1 reached there panting, und 1 knew the Sheikh would kill me for my daring. 'Next morning, early, the Sheikh sent to arrest nte. He was blind with lage ami with etiect of the blows: his face was livid and his cheeks purple. Uy the heard of the Prophet, Athanasio.' he said to me. hittine me hard on the cheek my name is Athanasio. eilendi, after our great patriarch -your hlcod shall llow lor this, you dog of a Christian. You dare to assault the wearer of a green turban, prince in Islam, a descendant of the prophet! You shall suffer for it. you cur! Your base blood shall llow for it!' 'I cast ruyself down like a slave on the ground before him, though 1 hated him like sin; for it is well to abase one's self in due time before tho face of authority. Besides, by that time Laila was safe, aud that was all I cared about. 'Sutler for what, oh, my Sheikh!' I cried, as though 1 knew not what he meant. 'What have 1 done to your excellency! Who has told you evil words concerning your poor servant! Who has slandered ine to my lord tnat he is so ancry against mef "Take him a way!' roared tho Sheikh to the three strong Arabs. Carry hitu oil to be tried before the Cadi at AhsiouI!' "For even in lumael'.-i day, you see. effendi. before the English came, the Sheikh himself would not have dared to put mo to death untried. The power of life and death lay with the Cadi at Assiout. "So they took me to Assiout, into the mosque of All, where ths Cadi sat at the seat of judgment, and arraigned me before him h week later. There the Sheikh appeared, and bore witness against me. Those who spoke forme pleaded that, as the Sheikh himself admitted, the man who broke into his room, and banned him so hard, had bis face covered with a linen cloth; how, then, could tho Sheikh, in the hurry and tho darkness, be sure he recognized mol 1'crhaps it was some other, who took this means to ruin me. But the Sheikh, for his parr, swore by Allah, and by the Holy Stone of the Kaaba at Mecca, that bo saw me distinctly, and knew it ran 1. The moonlight through the window revealed my form to him. And who elso in the village but me had a grudge against his justice! "The Cadi was convinced. The Cadi gave judgment. I was guilty of rebellion against the Sheikh and against ul-Islam; and, being a dog of a Christian, unworthy even to live, his judgment was that after three days' time I should be beheaded in the prison court of Assiout "iou may guess, etleudi, -whether or not 1 was anxious. But Laila was safe; and to save my girl from that wretch's harem 1 was ready, for my part, to endure anything. 'Two nights long I lay awake and thought strange things by myself in the whitewashed cells of the jail at Assiout. The governor of the prison, who was a European an Italian, he called himself and a Christian of Kouni, of those who obey the Pope, was very kind indeed to me. He knew me before (lor I had worked in his fields), and was sorrv when I told him the talo about Laila. But what would you have! Those wero Ismail's days, it was the law or islam. He could not prevent it. "On tho third evening ray brother came round to the prison to see me. lie came with many tears in his eyes, bringing evil tidings. My poor old lather, he said, was dying at homo with grief. They didn't expect he would live till morning. Aud Laila. too, had stolen back from Karnak unporceived. and was in hiding in the village. She wished to see me just once before I died. But if she came to the prison the Sheikh would rind her out and carry her olf in triumph to his own harem. "Would the governor give me leave to go home just that one night to bid farewell to Laila and to my dying father? 'Now. tho governor, excellency, was a very human man. And though he was a Christian of Koum, not a Copt liku us, ho was kind to tho Copts as his brother Christians. He pondered awhile to himself, and roped his mustache thus; then he said to me: 'Athanasio. yon are an honest man; the execution is lixed for 8 by the clock to-morrow morning. If I give you leave to go homo to jour father to-nizht. will you pledge ine your word of honor before St. George aud the saints to return before 71' - 'LtYetidi,' 1 fcaid. kissing his feet; you are indeed a good man. 1 swear by the Mother of God and all the paints that dwell iu heaven, that if you let tiie go I will come back again a full hour before tho time lixed lor the execution.' And 1 meant it. too. for 1 only wished before 1 died to Bay good-bye once more to Laila. "Well, the governor took me secretly into his own bouse, aud telling me niauy times over that he trusted to my honor aud would lose his place if it were known he had let mo go, he put me forth, with my brother, by his own private door, making me swear on no account to bo late for the execution. "As soon as I got outside I said to my brother: Tell me, birgeh, at whoso house is Laila?' "And my brother answered and 6miled, 'Laila is still at Karnak, where we sent her for safety, and our father is well. But I have a plan for your escape that I think will serve you.' 'Never!' I cried, horror-struck, 'if I am to break my word of honor to tho governor of the prison.' That isn't it,' be made reply. 'I have a plan of my own which I will proceed iu words to make clear to you.' "What happened next would be long to relate, eilendi." But I noticed that the fellah's eyes twinkled as he spoke, like one who passes over of set purpose au important episode. "All I need to tell you now is, thit the whole night through the good governor lay awake, wondering whether or not I would come home to time, and blaming himself in his heart for having given such leave to a mere condemned criminal. Still, eilendi, though 1 am but poor, I am a man of honor. As the chck struck C in the 1-rieon court next morning, I knocked at tho noveruor's window, with tho appointed siMiul. aud the governor rose aud let mo in to my cell, and praised mo lor my hunor, and was well pleased to see me. 1 knew, Athanasio,' lie said, roping his mustache ouce more. you were a man to be trusted.' "At 8 o'clock they took me out into the court-yard. The executioner was thero ulretdy, a great black Nubian, with a very sharp scimitar. It was terrible to look around. 1 wus greatly frightened, 'surely,' i-aid 1 to myeelr. 'the bitterness of drath is pat. But Laila is saved, and I dio for Lsila.' "1 knelt down and bent my he;.d. I fenrrd, after all, no respite waj coming. The executioner tod forth and raited tho s.imitar in his hand. 1 almost thought i heard it swish through the air; I niw the blight g'.eam of tho blada ns it descended. But just at that moment, as the executioner

j delayed, a loud commotion aiCND in the i outer court. I raihed my bend ar.d llMeued. Wo hoard a voico cry. 'in Allah's name, let me in. There must be no execution!' The gate opened wide, and into the inaer court-yard thero rode, with long strides, a

great white mule, and on its back, scarcely able to sit up, a sorry figure! "lie was wrapped round in .jnvdages and swathed from head to foot li:. v a man eore wounded. His face was bru..-Ml and his limbs swollen. But he upheld one hand iu solemn warning, and in a loud voice attain he cried to the executioner: ln Allah's name, liassau, let there be no execution!' "The lookers-on, to right and left, raised a mighty cry and called out with ono voice: The Sheikh! The fcbeikb! Who can have thus disfigured him!' "But the Sheikh himself came forward in great pain, like one whose bones ache. and. dismounting from tun mule spoke aloud to tho governor. In Allah's name,' he said, trembling. Tet this man go; he is innocent. 1 swore to him falsely, though I believed it to he true. For see, last night, about VI o'clock, the self-same dog who broke into my house before entered my room, with violence, through the oDcn window. He carried in his hands the 'self-same stick as last time, and had his face covered, as ever, with a linen cloth. Aud I knew by his figure and his voice he was tho very same dog that bad previously beaten mo. But before I could cry aloud to rouse the house, the intidel had fallen upon ma once more, aud thwacked me, as you see, within an inch of my life and covered mo with bruises, arid then bid me take care how 1 accuse innocent people liko Athanasio of hurting me. And after that he jumped through the open window and went away ouce more. And I was greatly afraid, fearing the wrath of Allah if I let this man Athanasio be killed in his stead though he is but an intidel. And I roso and saddled my mule very early, and rode straight into Assiout to tell yon and the Cadi f had borne false witness, and to save myself from the guilt of an innocent soul ou my shoulders.' "Then all the people around cried out with one voies. A miracle! a miracle! And the Sheikh stood trembling beside, with faintness and with terror. "But the governor drew me a few paces apart, "'Athanasio. you rascal. he said, half laughing, 'it is you that have done this thing! It is you that Lave assaulted him! You got out last night on your word or honor ou purpose to play this scury trick upon

us " KfTendi,' I made toiswer. bowing low, 'life is sweet. Ho beat me, unjustly, lirst, and would have taken my Laila from me. Moreover, I swear to you, by Zt. George .and the mother of (lod, when I left tho prison last night 1 really believed my father was dying.' "The governor laughed again. 'Well, yon can go, you rogue.' ho paid. The Cadi will soon come around to deliver yen, but I advise you to make yourself searce as last us you can, for sooner or later this trick of yours may be discovered. I can't tell upon you or I would lose my place. But you may be found out for all that. Go at once up the river.' "That is my hut that you see over yonder, eilendi, where Laila and I live. The Sheik is dead. And tbo English are now our real lords in Egypt." Orant Allen, in Btrand Magazine. OFFERINGS OF THE POETS. The Hongs His Mother Sang. Beneath the hot Midsummer sun The men had marched all day, Aud now beside a rlppliug sticam Ul on tho gras they lay. Tiring of games and Idle Jests, As swept tho hours alon. They called to one who mused apart, 'Come, lriend, give us a song." lift answered, "'y, I cannot, please; The only soups I kuow Are those my mother used to sing At home, long years ao." "Sine ono of those." a roujrh voice cried, "Wc are all true men here. And to each mother's son o? us A mother's songs are dear." Then sweetly saug the strong, clear voice. Amid unwonted calm: 44 4Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lambl " The trees hushed all their whispering leaves, Tho very stream was stilled. And hearts that never tnrobhei with fear With tender memories thrilled. . Ended the gone, the singer said. As to his feet ho rose, Tbanks to you all; trood niKhr.my friends; Ood grant you sweet repose." Out spoke the captain: "Sing one more." The soldier bent Ids head: Then nnilliic. us ho glanced around, "You'll join with me." he said, "In singing this famihar air, Sweet as a bncle-call, AU hail tlie power of Jesus' name. Let angels prostrate fall.' " Wond'rous the spell the old tune wrought; As on and on he sane, Man after man fell Into line, Aad loud their voices rang. The nleht winds bore the grand refrain Above the tree-tops tall; The "everlasting hille" called back, in answer, "Lord of all." The songs are done, the camp Is "till, Naught but the stream Is heard; But. ah! the deptb3 of every soul By thoso old hymns were stirred. And up from many a bearded lip Kises, iu murmurs low, ,. The prayer the mother taught Ler boy At home long years ago. E. V. Wilson. The Heart Never Grows Old. The neart never prows old. How pleasant the thought as locks grow gray, And one after another the scutes decay. And lriend after friund drops out by the way The heart never grows old. The heart never grows old. Age's hand to its duties we tremblingly fcring, Its foot cliu.srs to earth, a poor laltering thing, Its voice tries, so sadly, the old songs to sing. The heart never grows old. The heart nover grows old. What of the absence of life's primal power! The flight of ambition, that dream of an hourl The lo of delights tbat youthful skies shower! The heart never grows old. The heart never grows old. In it grows, immortal, a flower from above, It is borne i:p for aye on the wlugs of a dove, For older or younjrer it tlirilletli with lore. The heart never grows old. JoalahR. Adams. Weaving Son;. Run, shuttle, run! The war 1ms claimed my son; My daughter!) lovo has wrecked her life; The pal.y smitten my good w lie; Hun, shuttle, run. Fly, shuttle, fly! J Nor bread nor gold have I: My daughter's hahe will hungry be; A cotiiu black will compass me; Fly, shuttle, fly. Btay, shuttle, stay! My hreast aches to to-day. The wind Is cold; frost hides the panes; Ko ember burns; the darkuess gams; Btay, shuttle, stay. From the Oerman ct Carmen Sylva. A Haunting Thought. If the wind is the breath of the dying, As ancient legends say, What rebel mhu. defyiug, Sweeps down the storm to-dayf What fruitless, mad regretting Uttered that lingering walll What life of war and tempest Is spilled upon the gale! If the wind is the breath of the dying, Across this sea of lieht. What saintly soul, reply ine, uoes out to (iod to-nlghtl Whom does this moonlit zeDhyr Uplift on its white breastl What spirit, pure and patient, In rapture sinks to restl Elizabeth Staart Pbeips. A Love Sonjr. E'en as the lark, soft sinking to Its nefd. bo einks my heart before thy centle trace; E'en as the lark soars high in heaven's quest, Co soars my heart to meet thy perfect face. E'en as that (Tower, tbo run-godcalls his own, Turns for his suiUo. t o turna my heart to thee; Iilit)S can't auaie nor misery atone. All that thy love has given unto me. Hear me. beloved, hearken and hear me. Nay ; not frown, but smile thou and cheer me; Lite is not life, vrltn thy Hie i.ot near me, Hear me, beloved, hearken and hear. Robert O. McKay. m m AU In the Parable Line. Washington Mar. It was in tho Sabbath-school class and little "Liz'beth'' bad bfen listening with much interest to thn rcripturul illustration of the shepherd and his siiep. "Now," aid the teacher, "tell me who takes caro of the sheep!" "The fihepherd." answered the class in chorus. "That is right; and who else!' There was silence for a moment. Then a little hand was raised with "1 know, teacher." "You may tell." And Liz'heth answered with sincere emphasis, "ilobeep."

HEADING FOR SUNDAY. Tho After Time. Thcie eometh a time for laughter. And joy for the day and j ears; But ever there cometh after A time and : place for tears. Weary of revel and riot, bick ol the worldly strifo. Cometh the peuc. the quietThat quicken tie founts of life. And the epirit is disenchanted With Joys that s:re bitter-sweet. And the soul which for rest Lad panted r ails down at the Master's l et; Tho world and its ways seem lonely. And love at the best seems loss What help i there then but only To ciin; to the crimson cross 1 To cling to the cross that blossoms With blood for the erring shed; On the teuderest of tender bosoms To pillow the weary head; To feel the love that is glowing From the heart that is quick to heat With even th harsh uail going Iu the beautiful scarred white feet. O bird by the stonn winds driven. Where never a sweet bird cities. From the wild anl the cnry heaven ily homeward with weary wiugs; And j o that are worn and weary. Who faint by the way and fall. Fly fat from the darkness dreary To tho Hock that was cleit lor ail. Atlanta Constitution.

International Sunday-School Lesson for Oct. 18, 1891. Washing the DiscirLE.s' ief.t. (John xiii, lrlT.) (JoMtn Text. Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus. (I'ail. ii, 5.) HOME READINGS. M. Washing the disciples' feet.John xiii, 1-17. Tu. A leson in humility Markix. j:t-37. W. The lowest peat l.ufce xiw 7-11. Th. Humility in prayer Luke xvii:, i-l 4. Fri. Warning against pride.... Matt, xxiii. feat. Mobility of service Mark x, yr-4.". tsuu. 1'eter's exhortation 1 Feter v, l-o COMMENTS ON TIIII LESSON. Iter. E. P. Brown, In tLe Ram's Horn. Many duties may appear hard, thankless, and of no very great consequence now, but they will appear glorious when we conio to hear tho Master call attention to them from heaven. Nothing that is done for Christ is little, and everything done for liim has much to do with making us like liim. The one to whom wo render the service may never thank ua for it. but Jesus will. There may be many a Judas who will take what we do as a matter of course, and care no more for our acts of love than the swine for pearls trampled under foot, but Jesus sees it all and has it written down in the books of God as something that was done for liim, and pome day in the beautiful streets of glory, before all the angels and the throno of white, we will hear from His mvn lips the reward of love: "Well done thou good and faithful servant, for when you did that you were doing it unto Me." Another thing, whenever anything seems especially hard that you are called upon to do for your brother it will be putting the hand of God under the burden if you will think over what Christ has done yon. and so warm your heart with gratitude that the service will become a thank oSering. In this way all selfishness will be killed in your heart, and instead of looking for a reward the deed will bo performed in thankfulness for what Jesus did lor you. "if I, then, your Lord and Master, havo washed your feet; ye also ought to wash one another's feet." As if the Lord had said, what I havo been to you, try in the best way you can to be to others. Whenever you get a chance to do needful things that you wouldn't want to do for pay. do them out of love for me. "For I have given you an example that ye should do as 1 have done to you. 7 Do this, ,aud men will see in you something that will make them want to know me. Tho wr.y to bo a true disciple of Christ is not to take a bucket of water and go around looking for muddy feet to wash, but to be his disciple in spirit: always willing and ready to do in kindness and love the things that others need from you. Thoughts for the Day. In jealousy there is more self-love than love. La Rochefoucauld. The society of good people is always good societ-. -Julia Ward liowe. To be trusted is a greater compliment than to bo loved. Macdonald. We are slow to believe what, if believed, would hurt our feelings. Ovid. There is a gift beyond the reach of art, of being eloquently silent. Ilovee. Pea lamp in the chamber if you cannot bo a star in the sky. George Eliot. I never judge a man by the length of his creed, but by the breadth of it. Uncle Ezek. Every noble life leaves the fiber of it interwoven forever in the work of the world. Ruskin. Conscience is harder than our enemies, knows more, accuses with more nicety. George Eliot. It is always safe to learn, even from our enemies; seldom 6afe to instruct, even our friends. Colton. No soul is desolate so long as there is a human being for whom it can feel trust and reverence. George Eliot. Be content with ench things as ye have, for Ho hath said, I will never leave thee nor forsake thee. lleb. xiii, 5. If thou art rich, thou'rt poor; For like an ass, whose back's with ineots bound. Thou bear'et thy heavy riches but a journey, And death unloadeth thee. w , , , . , . . Shakapesre, Oh, good friend, that soul Hath done with sadness which knows Christ aright; Not as fear reads, but as quick lovo reveals. God's lovo runneth faster than our feet To meet us stealing back to hiru and peace; And Kisses dumb our shame; nay, and puis on Tte best robo, bidding angels bring it forth, W'LiJe heaven makes festival, for uugel's meat Is happiness of man. Ed vt in Arnold. FASHION'S VAGARIES. Beautifully braided pocket-flaps on each side of the plain skirts are odd and decorative, but don't for the world spoil your gown by putting in a pocket. Chiffon is still a very fashionable garniture, aud is used for ruffs, flounces, soft blouse fronts, and as tinted linings to white lace waists and skirts made without seams. A narrow edge or roll of fur or a two-inch band of feather trimming are two kinds of effective dress decoration tbat are highly popular with Trench designers of tailor gowns. Some of the new capes of velvet for dressy evening wear aro very elegant aud picturesque in appearance, and confer great distinction on the wearer if she be tall aad slender. Braiding is as mnch liked and is ns fashionable as if this was the first season of its introduction. Whole gowns and wraps are covered with it, and it appears upon some of the most stylish and expensive of imported costumes. Every 6hade of beautiful color is worn. Heliotrope, brownish yellows, soft pinks, shaded reds, and greens, and blues, pinkish grays that aro much more becoming than are pearl grays- all contribute to the wardrobo of womankind this talk A new French gown has the the fullness in tho back made entirely by a single boxpleat interlined with wiggin to keep it in shape. The pleat is rather narrow at the top and expands at the bottom. Other gowns live tu0 hack fullness made by three flounces swt one above the other. These aro especially pretty made of velvet. Some of the new rouud-wnisted dresses are tiuished with sharply pointed bretelles that reach Mow the waist-line front and back. Many are embroidered ut the edge, others covered with straight rows of gimp cr braiding in arabesque pattern, and again the bretelles are made of velvet studded with nail-heads. The full sleeves and collar are always of the same material and trimming as tho bretelles. Silk velvet comes to the fore this season as a fabric pre-eminently adapted for tiinimir.g the new dress materials. Velvet skirts are also hignly fuhionahlo once again, an.l are worn L-ne;;th opeu-frontcd coats of satin brocado tl at havo vests of white or ecru silk, embroidered and imiLed with a lace frill that coes around tlu neck of th high collar, and in j&boted all the way down the Hunt of tho vest. A New York importer is exhibiting some very rretty wool . delaines which are specially designed for gay house dresses and tea-gowns for cool weather wear. The fabrics are as lino as French challie, but the grounds are dark or black and brocaded

with small brilliant flowers with and without foliage. These inuko charming teagowns, and the tea-gown is still a highly popular dres-. It is not likely that it will ever go wholly out of style, it is too graceful, too comfortable, too picturesque to be forsaken. Corded silks in dark wine-color, mignonette green, chestnut brown, strawberry, black and gray are much used for elegant house dresses made with seamless French waists, crowed diagonally with nun'a folds of the Mlk. The sleeves are very lull, and tho lull skirt is gathered to tho waist with a creater portion of the fullness in the back. A length of velvet ribbon is brought from under the arms to a noint in front, whereit is tied, falling in long ends and loops to the skirt hem. One new idea for Tests is a heavy raised design in velvet ond silk cut work, and another in arabesque pass? raenteries. Both these are detachable, as are many of the mor handsome of dress decorations. Other odd waistcoats have bright red grounds with black or golrt stripes, and tometitnes all threo colors appear. Occasionally tho stripes run across tiie figure. Airain. young ladies mako use of very lare silk bandauna handkerchiefs brilliantly colored. They are arranged with a part of tho 'kerchief under each arm and one turned under at tho belt. The fourth poiut, at the throat, is cut away in a rounding fchape. the edges turned in and shirred to tit the neck with, a tiny up-standing ruliie. Worn beneath tho loose-fronted jacket, a blouse-like etiect is the result.

HCMOi: OF THE DAT. Deceiving Her. tnilth & Cray's Monthly. Miss fccadds (coyly) Do you love me for my intrinsic worthf Mr. Hunker Yes, dear, I love you for your pa value. A Judgment. Tramp Madam, I'm slowly starving to death. Hired Girl Serves ye right. Ye haint fit to die all tu onct like decent folks. Open to Kemirk. ruck. "That is Talmage. is it? Is he a man of culturo;' "Well, judging from appearances, I fancy that at some time iu his career he used to eat with his knife." Couldn't Stand It, Turk. "What bas become of KobinsouF "He has gouo out to Halt Lake City to live. He spent two months of last summer At a summer resort, and when he came back home it was too tame for him." Uoho to the Occasion. Tnek. ITnson Downes Last evening I was in troduced to a girl worth three millions. Kowne de liout Great Caisar! What did you do? Upson Downes I asked her if sho believed in "love at first sight." His Hope. Life. She A third of all the poetry in this book is written by that dear Mr. Chauter, and the bulk of it will live. He Yes, 1 hop so. I don't care to como across it in the other world, too. Where the Dentist Hurt Him. Kltliinoiid llfpiattr. Dentist (kindly) Xow does this burt youf l'atient I don't mind j-ou working on the tooth so much, but if you will just eass your sleeve-button out of my right eyo I'll be much obliged. It Was Already Starved. Life. Playwright In this scene the starving baby is rescued from the handsof tho bloodthirsty villain. Manager (doubtfnlly) But where can we get a baby to impersonate the part? Playwright (eagerly) You can have mine. Left Town. CH'tMerana Famlahc-r. Messenger Boy (in Chicago) Is this Mr. Calumet's house? Well, tho tailor sent me around with this coat to have him try it on. Servant Mr. Calumet is not in the city. Messenger Hoy When will he bo back? Servant 1 don't know. He's gone up on the roof. Now and Then. Puck. Father Come, now, my son; stop beatiug about the bush. Will you bring the coal? Old Uncle John When I was a boy I didn't beat about the bush much; if I was slow about doing an errand the bush had a fashion ol beating about me. He Didn't Wonder. Kew York Press. "I do not sleep well at night," said the lawyer to his physician. "Which side do you lie on!" T can lio on either; it doesn't make any d inference." Yes. I ou ght to have known that. I don't wonder that you can't sleep." Work by the Hour. Ju!ge. Healthy Wilyum 1 hear our friends de brakemen hez struck. Weary Walkers Wot hez dey struck ferf Healthy Wily um Dey's struck for shorter hours. Weary Walkers Well, I allers did think sixty minutes wuz too long ferone hour's work. But Joy ever Kills. Clothier snd FurnlBher. "My dear grandson," said the loving grandmother, as she gently stroked the boy's f nir hair, "1 tind my sight is falling me. and 1 fear that ere long I shall no longer be able to knit the nocks which 1 have sent you so regularly during the past live years." "Oh, do not say so. my dear grandmother," exclaimed the yonnz man in a passionate outburst, as the light of a great joy brokoover his face. "This is too, too much. I tuunot bear it." lie lVai Agitated. Clothier and Furnisher. "Mr. Pendash," said the fair young creature, "it is plainly evident to me that .von aro greatly agitated over something this evening. Will you not," she added, earnestly; laying aside her gum for tho nonce, "disclose to me the becret of this strange, this mysterious influence which seems to surround you!" "Since you ask me," said the young man, nervously changing chairs, "I will tell you all. The fact is, at this moment I have on a brand new suit of camel's hair underclothing.", Robbj's Version of It. Emlth A Crcy's Mcnthlr. "lino'.'' exclaimed Kobby, as he jumped out of a dark corner. "Oh. how you startled me!" said the agitated curate. "How funny! Tbat reminds me of the first thing the grasshopper 6aid to his Creator." mused Hobby. "It's very strange I never beard of that. What was the first thing the grasshopper said to his Creator!" asked Mr. Maidenhtorte, interestedly. "(.; ood Lord!" How you made me jump!" was Kobby'a respon&e. The Self-conscious Girl. Brooklyn Eag'.e. Tho young man 'who, when, in company, does not he em to know what to do with his hands and elbows, wo have all seen, and he has amused us somewhat, but as an interesting study he is stale iu comparison with the teH-conscious young woman in the street-car or elevated train. She is in a state of painful uncertainty as to what to do with her eyes. In the belief that everybody is looking at her she makes ne of numerous devices to avoid meeting the imagined gaze of her vis-a-vis and of those on either Bide, until her iidaettmg and constant changing of position do attract the attention she fear?. Whichever way she turns her head she is apprehensive of meeting some dreaded eye. and in her nervousness, even keeping her own eyes bent upon the lloor does not allord tho relief she seeks. Now. all this is hiinply the result of vanity, pure and himple, and it is a str.niwre thinr.but a solemn fact that it is, as a rule, the least attractive girls who work themselves Into a conniption lit in endeavoring to avoid noti e that they ultimately attract by their gancheries. The pretty and well-dresed girl is usually (and naturally, if Rhe bo a lad.vi nelt-posrsed. and her deportment may bo studied und copied with great profit by the giggling or blushing bits of femininity whose self-conceit renders them uncomfortable in almost any company but that of their looking-glass.

Is not an experiment; it has been tested, end Its enormous sale is due solely to Its merit. It is made on honcr, and pood banta Claus, but insist on having only SANTA CLAUS SOAP. N.K. FAIRBANKS CO.. Mfrs..Chicso.7l! OUT OF THE ORDINARY. It takes a million pounds of ink every 3-ear to print Uncle tarn's paper money and reveniio stamps. The only pauper in Tucker county, Virginia, is hand some 1 j' lodged. The poorlarm cost Sl'.ouo, and he has it all to himself. The State of Massachusetts has arranged to aid the lCo small towns tbat have no free public libraries in their etlort to secure them. It is estimated that no fewer than seventy thousand girls sie employed in the pub l:c houses aud drinking bars of the United Kingdom. A farmer near Ilolden. Mo., who lost a porcelain nest-egg, found it six weeks after in the stomach ol a black snake which he had killed. Twice as many crimes are committed in Paris by persons between tlya ages of fifteen and twenty as by thoie between twenty and forty. : A human voice speaking in the open air, when it is calm, can be heard at a distance of 400 feet; the report of a musket. 10,000, and heavy guns, 470,000 feet. A farm iu East Cowdoinham, Me., is worked by a farmer of eighty-two years, helped by his wife of eighty, and a family of eight middle-aged children. More than 15,000.000 feet of lumber will be used in the construction of the huge building for manufactures and liberal arts at the Chicago Exposition. A hundred and ninety-nine pounds of potatoes from a single pound of seed! That is what a Howell Trairie, Ore., farmer raised this year. And he wouldn't tell a lie for a single pound of spuds. According to an Australian paper 500 Chinamen muke an excellent living in Sidney as professional gamblers, their gaius being so considerate that they are able regularly to remit large sums to China. "Convent hair'' is an article well known to the trade and highly prized. When a young woman takes the veil in the Roman Catholic Church, her hair is cut oil" and tho tresses are sold for the benefit of the convent. There is only ono woman doctor in Sweden, but several other women are studying medicine, though the time necessary to qualify seems apnalliu g. It takes nine years from the date of the first examination. Thero are 1 SI, 000 foreigners, in Paris, or one-tenth of the entire population. Among these the Belgians lead with 45,000; next the Germans. ST.COO; then the Swiss. l!5,0tXL and Italians -'1,000. Then conies Luxembourg and next Great Britain with 13,000. Fahrenheit divided his thermometer into 212 degrees between zero and boiling point. and the way ho hit on the 212-degree mark wus this: Ten thousand volumes of mercury at tho Fahrenheit zero mark make 10..12 volumes at thn boiling point. If a plant happens to get frostbitten before it can be taken into the house it should be kept out of the sunshine, and be well watered. This will most likely revive it. Sprinkling the leaves and shading the plant are the best means of repairing damages. It is not definitely known who brought the first wheat eed to America. Wfien this continent was discovered the only cereal that grew here was maize. Wheat was introduced into Britain by the Romans, and it can be traced back for nearly four thousand years. The Jericho. Jaila & Jerusalem railroad, through the Holy Land, is progressing very slowly. The Turks are very itietlicient contractors. They perform the easier parts of the works first, and then a rain-storm comes along and washes it all away, and it becomes necessary to begin anew. A ledge of stone has been discovered at ; Chcoto, Ore., which as yet no oue has nsen ' able to identify. The rock is of a sandstone formation, having a greasy touch, and is susceptible of a high polish. It can be sawed or shaved with a knife, but when exposed to the action of fire becomes hard. , A gun to fire under water has been invented, and one for the United States ship Destroyer is in course of construction at Bethlehem, Fa. Tho experimental gun is to be thirty-five feet long, and will throw a projectile twenty-hve feet in length, containing 400 rounds of nitro-glycerine, 1,000 feet through the water. The battered hull of Xelscn's famous flagship, the Victory, which will be exhibited at the world's fair, is 126 jears old. Ths exaet spot where Nelson fell is marked on tbo deck, and in the cockpit will bo a number of Mme. Tussaud'a wax figures representing in a realistic way the death of the Admiral, scrrounded by hisothecrs. The wealth of New South Wales, public and private, is oflicially estimated at oiK,700.000, which is an average of 017. or SJ.5S", per head of population. Since 1S1 there has been an increase of about 100 per cent, in the total wealth, and 45 per cent, in the distribution per inhabitant, a ratio of increase which the statisticians declare to be without precedent in any part of the world. On a Now Jersey hillside, on Oct. 4. the thermometer marked and within a space of 500 feet chestnuts were falling fast, buckwheat was ready for the reaper, the hickory was droppiug into shell-barked fruit while the jack rose gave forth all the fragrance of June, the geranium was in all its beauty, and a lot of strawberry and raspberry vines exulted in as tine ripe fruit as they produce in their usual season. An Indian, in North Dakota, who recently received a large sum of money, determined to put ou a style betitting his changed condition ot life. With this idea he invested iXX or 400 of his monev in a hearse, which some livery-stable keeper made him believe was just the thing for a family carriage. With a pair of big-bellied ponies to draw it. he is perfectly happy driving about perched on the seat and his s'luaw and papooses squatting inside. She Got Her Chicken. Ilsrter's Bazar. T want some moro chicken," said four-year-old Frances at tbo dinner table. . T think you have had as much as is good for you, dear." replied Frances's mamma. I want more," And Frances pouted. "Vou can't have more now; but here is a wish-bone that you and mamma can pull. You pull one side nnd I'll pull the other. and th got "1 Frances, promptly. She got it this time. Ithj mes of Childhood." KJclsrd Malcolm Jolin D. in Liri'.aeott. In poetry what we want and what w need most of all is for our hearts to b touched. This is absolutely necessary towards the enlightenment of our understandings, admitted that that is an end r.s important, l'oetry must, genuine pot-try will, nut nsnot only in intelligent n l iti nship'but also in generous sympathy with its themes, whether these be nature or m.inkind. whether a:e, or youth, or childhood. This is what Mr. lviley has douoin all of his poetry, especially in his "Kbymet of Childhood."

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