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Oao llucdr. 1 and Hloty w M iub era llerelv the Klzht Hand of Fellowship from Dr. Talmag?. A Sermon on tho Flood Alas and Did My Savior Blood and Did My Sovereign Die?" rii Rloml of ChrUt lilt Hon Cieanseth from bin" ow ball W Kmcape If VFe tfeglect So Great liarvest Home. Brooklt. March 1. There wa a gea "Harvest Ha na" la ths Brooklyn Taber nac!e this morning. Oae hundred and ninety new members stood u-- in the aisles and received the right hand of fellowship from Dr. Talmsge, and to each one an ap propriate word of counsel or congratulation wu addresdl Tbl iü a lea the communion member ship ot this church 3,201. Tbe open ing hymn was: Alas, and did my Bavlonr bleed, And did my forereign UleT The subject of tbe sermon was "the Blood," and the text was from I. John, 1. 7 ' The blood of Jems Christ, His 8on cleanaeth ua from all ain." Dr. Tal mage lid: Eighteen centuries ago there 11 red one Jesus. Publlus Lentulus. In a letter to the Roman Senate, deecribea him as "a man o suture some w bat tall; bis hair the color o chestnut full, ripe, plan to the ears whence downward it is more orient, curling and waving about the Shoulders: in tbe midst of his forehead Is a stream or partition of his hair: forehead plain and yery delicate; his face without spot er wrinkle, a lovely led; his nose aid mouth so forked as nothing can he representee!; his beard thicE, in color like his t air, not very long; his eyes gray, quick and clear." He must die. The French army in Italy found a braee plate on which was a opy of his death wan ant. signed by John Zororabel, Kaohasl Robani, Daniel Robanl and Capet, Bonietiraee men on the scaffold tave been rescued by the r ob. No each attempt was reads in this caie. f jr tte mob wie s. a'r st him FiomÖA m. till 3 r. m Jesus burjg a dyine. It was a scene of blood. We are o constituted that nothing is ao exciting as blood. It is not tbe chi'd s cry in the street that so arouses ycu as the crimson dripping from iU lips. In the dark hall, seeing th finger marks of blood on the plastering, you cry: What terrible deed has been done here?" Looking upon this suspended victim of the crew, we thtill wUb the sight of blood blood dripping fron thorn and nail, blood rushing upon his cheek, blood saturating his garments, blood gathered m a pod beneath. There la on crimson word in the text that rouses up our attention and call back that scene: "The blocd of Jem Christ, His son, cieanseth us from all sin." THE BLOOD OT THE CROSS rrta roval blood. Through our democratic preferences, we Biay in theory disregard roval DretentloDs: yet when we see the son nf kin onr liveliest interest is aroused. K a king of an is'ai d. no matter how insignifi cant, visit this )ai d. what throngs torn oni to tea him. It is called an honor to I are in one's veins tbe blood of fie house of Stnart or tf the home of It an burg, is it notnmg vrhen I point jon to the outpouring blood of th Kinar of the Unlvene? In England, the name of Henry was so ereat that its honors were divided among different reigns. It was Henry the Firet and Henry the Second and Ilenry ths Third and Ueory the Fourth and Henry the Fifth. In France, the name o' Louis was so favorably regarded that it was Louis tha First, Louis the Second. Louis the Third, and so on. Bat this King ot whom I anek was Christ tbe First. Christ tbe Last, and Christ the Only. He reigued before tha Cztr mounted the throne of Russia or the throne of Aus'Tia waslifted "King Eternal. Tmmfflrtil! ' Through tte induuenc a cl tha roval family, tbe phi s e-d life desener a cd, and sosie of the kings have been almost Imbecile, ana their bodies weak and their hlooj thin axd watery: bat the crimson life thai flowed upn Calvary had in it the health nf tkm immor'al Oed. a Kinff diio?! Yon remember when one of thedarsof Russia was in his fatal s'.ca that hul'etina were every hour dis natched from tbe prlace. saying; "The King fa hatter ' nr Tim Kinc is worse." or 'Tbe Kin ia dHrioos." or The Kin e rested f aiier through the night," or "The KiDg is dying" aud "The King is deid." Ttc bells tolled it, the ring signa!ed it, the telegraphs flashed iL Tell it now to all tre earth and to all the heavens Jesus, our King, is sick with His lat sickness. Let coiriers carry the awift di'patcb. Hit pairs are worse: He la breathire a !at cream thronen Iiis nooy quivers the last anguish; tbe King is dying; t i m 1 - . ,-1 tna Jvicg is oeaai xe wno come ruuuu .hont the Cross, look ont how yon tread in what tou see be Death. It is rojal blood. It ia said tbat the Unitarians make too much of tn humanity of Christ. I respond that we make too little if some Hxran snrgeon funding urdtr the'Crois had faagbt one droD ct the blood on his hand and analyzed It, it would have been found to hr thetane ulscona. tbe same disk, the ma fibrin, the taoie albumen. It waa un mimtkahle humn bl xd- It is a man thai YiAffa there. His bones are cf the san e nil tf rial as curs, His nerves are sensitive like nm- If it were an angel being dspoiled, I would not feel It so mu:h, for it beiongi to a A,fTrmnt order of belnes. But my FatlouT lea man. and mv whole sympathy is aroused. t in immMiDi how the spikes fl how hot the tamplea burned what deathly sicknese sailed nil heart now muu:iiu iu i jj au nnkcctm from his dying vision metbioi! cf the meaning of that cry for help thai m.v.. hlnod of alt tbe cs cardie witb MwodlniT Oodi why hast thou forsaken me" I go still farther and lay It waa a CP-rtTHXR's 1LC0D. If you aw an entire strauger maltreated h Htm blaod coring away on ihe f aveispat, you would fit! iadigtatt; but If, com in vlnre the street, you saw a company ol ylllians oeatir.g out the life of yoor own brother, tbe eight of his pwku woum "c von msd. Yoa would bound into the ßray At the per" ot losii g yoor life. ou jjoold rush in spying: "Yoa yagabopd;! This lis jay brjther. I dare joa to tonch him aaln. You TTonld fight until you ell iad beside him. That ia your brother maltreated on tbe reix They spit on him and slapped him In she face. How do yoa feel about thstT TTfcüt era your emotione aa you hear the fcOlisj cf Uzzl npea tha leitca fc

eath drip, drip, drip? Do you not feel as

tbou?h, with supernatural power, you could rush npon tne mob? Do you not feel as if, standing clot e, with your back against him. and with one good sword In jour hand and a cry to Oed for help, yon could hew down he desperadoes that assailed himr But you can not help. The blood rushes from the victim and there he lane yonr dead brother. What ia more thall I tall lt?you slew him! I charge it first upon tiyself and then upon all ye who hear me to-day the awful crime oi fratricide. Hia blood is on oar hands. Brine; me a layer, quick, that I may wath it off. Show me tbe pool where I may be elf acted of the terrible Btaln. Here it is I nave found It It is tbe fountain opened for all sin; and though sin were as tcarlet it eball beaa snow. It was substitutionary blood. Oar eins cried to Heaven for vengeance. 8ome one must die. 8aall it be us or Christ? "Let it be me." tiid Jesus. You were drafted for the last war, aud some one took your place. You wre in debt, not beine able to meet the obl'gatlin, some one paid It. You can eMily understand ho Chmt went in to fight oar battles and pay our debts. Tbe debt is canceled; the captives are released; the ihackela are broken; tbe prism is opened. Blood paid the price: blood washed away the pollution; blood sealed the agree ment. The blood of Panl that soaked the dust of the guillotine; tbe blood ml Hugh Lalimer that simmered In the fire; the blocd of th hi?h-soulfd juurijrj that rtdd-i.ed the mouths of the lions in tbe Coliseum, have jait as much worth to yoor soul as the blood of Cbrist unless you take this last as extis try, and reel the truth that "the blood of Je us Christ elf aneeth from all sin." Come, then, and get your sins pard ond Id) not ask you to come to a private conies f ssional or to whiter into my ears your o Tenses, but sitting where you are to accept tuis moment the blood cleanslDg First, for that old sin. Da you ask, "What ein do yon man?" I mean that old sin that you committr d years ago. It may have been two yearp, ten years or twenty years. You know when it was. I think that old things are like other debts tbey increase by having the interest added on. They are tenfold greater now, and hate been multiplied by ail of your opportunities of having them pa.d ned. Does tbat old ain present its dnn at the door of your soul to-day? Can yoa not psy it? Does it threaten to carry you to iail? Does It propose to sell yoa out. Better get together all your bonds and mortgages and certificates of stocks and United S'a-.ea securities. Come, let me count them! Not enoogh. Bring all the clever hing you have ever done. Let me count hem? Not enough. Bring all that you possess You say: "l nave orouent every binp!" AlaI that you can not mwt the obligitlou You must die! "No! no! no!' says a vo;ca from heaven. Tne blocd of Jesu Christ, the rojal blocd, the human b ood. the exn-atory blood, cieanseth from all sin. 11 What 1 Is that old sin gone?" Yes, heard it topple over and plash into the depths of tbe sea. It sinks like lead. There t no condemnation in them who are in Christ Jesus. CIRCUMSTANCES AQOBAVATE 81. If a cbiid does wreng, not wittingly, yon excu'e it; but when we do wrong we know t. Erery time a ein Is committed conscience oils a funeral bell. We may laugh and pie end not to hear it. but hear it we must Our sine are against warnings and reproofs aud doub'y aggravated. This man's Bins are more heinous than the transgreaaiors oi that man, because he had a better bringing up Here ia a man who twenty years azo kneeled at a Methodist alter. He went awhile on the rosd to heaven, but then got tired .and put oft it another direction. Where be has been since he began to bacis'ide he and his Ood only know. This I do know, be is wretchedly nnhsppy. There ia no auch neat oi scorpions this tide of hell as the heart of the back elider. He is the last man that ever returns. Tbe publicans and the harlots come in be fore him. Where, O man. is that family alter tbat you once lifted? Where is the closet of prayer tbat you once fie qoented? Are you as happy now aa yom used to beT xour common sense teacnes yoa max the nan who came to Christ and heard the full the express ion of God's love, and then went away to betray tne ixra, must anna ths bitterest gall, and the thunders that at last drive him away will roll and crah with all the accumulated wrath of God omnipo tent: and yet to day my text sweeps a circle of pardon around all these accumulated ins. We may not ba ao:e to nam mem out; hoof j may not he able to trample them ont; hampers may not be able to pound them out; but here Is blood that will wash them out. Come! Come! I take you with my right hand while with my left I ca'ch the warm blood tbat gushes irom toe near, oi Christ and pour it over your soul and )o. the blackness of your sin Is pone loiever! Uli to.it the red hand of Chrlat to day would rub all our sins away Bat you say: " These things are not aporopriate to me. for I ain a moral man. How ab sot your thoughts? loa see my right hand and ycu see my leithana, ana one just as plainly as the other. 60 with tbe sin of tbe heart and tne sin of tbe life one is jostaa plain in Ood'a sight as the other. You bate not been guilty 01 muraer, you say. Are vtu sure at)ont inair nave you ever hated anybody ?Then youara a mm derer I. John til.. 15: "Whoso Jhateih nis brother is a inurdrer." You eay you have never been euilty of theft. Are you svre abovt that? I scknow ecce you have never taaen anything fro u your feltow-man, but have you not taken days and hours that belonged to Oo for your own purposes! it is wrong to st al from a man; it is more nicked to rob Ood. If I could marshal before you ail the sins of tbe best man in this house to day, toi? whole audience would SUXtlFK OUT WITH H0RB0R Sins sza;nt God and man : sins agaimt Sab bstbs scd sscrsments; sins sgiiost body ar rt soul: sins aginst lieht and knowledge; sins azalnst mi aad Calvary : sins aiamst tbe erave aid the resurrection; sins agates' the indfimert: sirs acalnst tbe throne of Ood and thi mansions of clory. 1 blow tne trum . . . ... pet rud call up a I tbe tins of your t ast lue. I ware them here from the past I stamp them up from beneath either tbem ir.t com sanies of hnndrtds: into reeiruents cf thousands; into brigades of ten thousands We have a host larger thaa that of Xerxts Let the iarzeet of the hundred sins be Cap tair over the comtanv. Let the larget of the thou'aad iniquities be Colonel over the raiment Let tbe swarthiest transgression o! vour lifetime be General of all tbe hest T eetber let them wheel aad maich and fire How the couriers of death daeh up aud down the line! How the great batteries of woe belch forth the sulphurous smoke of hell and boom with tbe cannonading of eter nal destruction! The host cf thy sins Innu rnersble. march tne on to capture thy soul. One man azsinst a million armed iniquities. Who can eo forth and meet them? We mutt fall back an i fall down. Are there no allies to hlp? In all the round ot God's unl versa is there to one to take our part? Arise, ve seas, and whelm the hoat! fclrlke, ve liehtnlnKS. aod consume the foal But the wave strikes the beach and falls back, crying: "No help in mel" The lightning sheathes itself in the blaok scabbard of the nVdnight cloud and tars: "No help in mel" But yonder I see a white hotse in hot has e coralne this way. Make room for the

courier. He swings hia sword. Good news!' "a living ua, oecause no mau ou arm oouia Gcodnsis! ThtCapUlnof CalTatlcncsmts'baaigrcataihelookid."

INDIANAPOLIS, INDIANA, SUNDAY MORNING, MAKCil 8, 1885.

to the reicue Fall back, my sins; fall back. my sorrows! Allies of light and love, to arms, to arms! The hoU of our sits scatter in defeat, and our delivered souls shout, "Victory through our Lord Jesus Christ!'1 At the sea ahora you go down on the beach aod into tbe waters, hand in hand, to bathe. None but those who have tried it know the exhilaration. I would tbat we might all join hands and go down by scores and by nun dreds and by thousands to bathe in tbe great sea of God's forgiven ss Let us not stand on the margin and paddle the ripples with our feet, but plunge In until the waves go over our Leads and we come up again wesbeJ clean from all our sins. Cry mightily that the blood of the cress may avail for you. If it eleaese you net, it will plead against you; and all those gaping wounds of Christ through aa nnknown eternity will tuuDt your soul with the thought of what you might have been. Oh, take your feet out of your brother's blood. Go not down, condemi ed at lair, for fratricide and regicide and IMcide. Better for the that Calvary had never torse Its burden aad the lips of Christ had never addreated Uee in invitation If. rejecting all. thou eoest into eternal desolation, tny hands and thy feet bedabbled with the blood of the Hon of God. Oh. ye dying but immortal men! Ye blxd baneht, iudment'bound hearers! Repent and balieve and hear and live! How sball we es cape if we neglect so great ealyatioii? ' Three. We were three who sailed at morn together 'Neath tbe dappled, lustrous, exquisite ikr, Si ntlng a neb out Norm sod lc ballad MauJ, Frlendkhlp and I. Were three who came back at eve together, All sllentlj, creatniuK never a word; PtUt Maud and I in tbe boat were tailing; hat ove wis tbe third! Flora Ellice Stevens. LITT LIS FOLKS. When Mrs. Hawkey e told her Walter that he must not eat the little boy green ap plea be had brought to show her, he said: ' Du, mamma, I an keep 'era to smelcau't I?' Oh, yes," consented his mother, "ycu can keep them to smell as much as ycu like. ' 'But. mamma, I can t smell 'em nearly go (rood unless 1 bite into 'em and smell the in side." In Washington County, Fenna , not long ego, a boy dug up a button bearing tbe in itiala'G. W." on ore side and the ords "Long live the President" oo tbe other. Boen after that tbe lad s little brotter was observed digging near the same spot. "And what are jou looking for, Johnny? ' Raked nis motber. "Oh. I'm Jost trying to find George Washington's button-hole tbat gue with Tom's button." MamieSmlth was incorrigibly good natured. and waa the sort of a ioliy. fun loving, and lovable little chit that ia was next to impos aible to punish when correction was neces sary. After having exhausted other and ordinary available methods, one day htr mother put her in bed .at three o'clock in the afternoon, and kept her there supperless till next morning When Maine came down to breakfast she said, in her sweet way "Msmma. I do wLh yon woold put me to bed every day at three o'clock, I got ao beau tifully rested." A good story ia told of a little boy In a Massachusetts city the descendant on both sides ot sturdy Quaker stock, and the right ol heir of Dleatv of brains. His aunt is a well-known scientific lady, and a professor in a college for women. His three elder sisters have also in succession graduated at college, and with honor. It was natural, therefoie, tbat some iriena 01 tne lamuy sonld sav to the child one day, "I suppose von too are eoine to college by and-by." To which the young person answerea, wun m genuous surprise, "Oh, no. I'm a boy." When little Walter's mother was about to go out to attend an eyening'a entertainment, waiter, who. it might be supposed, bad exhausted all known methods ol keeping her with him as long as possible, begged, as she bade him cood-nieht. teat she would give him a pill. MI think I'm nervous," said he, much to her amusemement. "and i d nae a pill to quiet me." "Oh no, Walter," his mother renlied. seeing through his wish to detain her: "vou're all rieht. Just lie down and be auiet "But. mamma," said he, clineine to her hand and putting on a sol emn expression, "won't you stay and offer prayer?" 0 w Ned belonged to a political club of small bovs. Thev wore uniforms and carried f" er torches, and he was the great standard bearer for Blaine and Legan. His bister had supposed she could march with them. When her eyes were enlightened, bitterness enteieu her soul. Was she not eight years old? and that was two years older than Ned. Tbe llittle woman rebelled a gainst her lot. Be tween choking sobs she ejscaiated, "I can't march, nor have a torch, nor anything preHy, nor any gocd time, just because I amagirl!" When she came to dinner her great dark eyes were swimming in tears, bbe refused consolation kindly ottered her by her father, and turning fiercely upon him, she excla'med, "You are not a girl, you never were a girl, you never can be a girl. and you never can know what I suffer!" Early Influeuces. The simple lesons which the nursery taught. Fell soft and stainless on tbe buds of thought. And the gull blosbom owes its fairest hue To those sweet tear drops of aflection's dew, Oliver Wendell Holme. WE1S3TK11 A SI) 11 H HEAD. The Picture of a One Time Sickly Hoy Mistaken for a Design for Jupiter. The Century for March. Webster used to drive in his gig from Boston, and sometimes from Hingbam, over tbe 'csd to Marsbfield. On snch occasions troots of children would come nockicg out and follow after him, so great a facination did he have for them. And I have seen eomewbere how a little child, on entering the room where Webster was seated, and, looking up into hia great soft eyes ran instinctively into his arms, as If yearning to get as near as potsible to his great tender heart. As an infant he !s described as a crying baby who worried his parents considerably. He grew up to boyhood pale, weak aad sickly; as he himself often told me, he waa the slimmest in the family. And yet. by doing a boy's work on his father's farm, by indulging a propen slty for out door sports, by leading a temperate and frugal life, he succeeded in building up a robust constitution. It was an iron frame, large and stately, with a great mountain of a head npon it. When Thorwa'sdeen, the Danish rculptor, saw his head in Powers' studio iu Rome he excla'med: "Ahl a design for Jupiter, I see." He would not believe that itwssallrlng American. Since Socrates there has seldom been a head ao massive, huge. The coalheavers and porters of London looked on bim ai one of the great forces of the globe. They recognized in him a native king. Carljle called him "a magnificent specimen, whom, as a logic fencer or parliamentary Hercules, ene would incline to back at sight azainst all the world" And Sydney Smith said he was

GOTHAM GOSSIP.

The Uacclunallan Scenes Tbat Wer Witnessed at the Recent 1 Arlon Ball. I domo Novel Ideas la Regard to lloaiSe Decoration Advanced by a New Art .Prophet. Pioneer Pre New York Correspondence. 1 ! During the last week I have talked a good deal with people about the attitude of Eng land in the Soadau, and I find the general sentiment to be one of rejoicing that she la getting the worst of it. This view prevail not only among the Hibernian contingent. who have reasons of their own for rejoicing ever any dilemma of their "oppretsor," b'.t among Americans generally. "What an Iii defensible attitude, said one of these to njk England invades tbe Soudan country with out cause, spends $ 100,000,000 to merely be g.n tbe war, and denounces the people- w wlo itare defending tbeir native land as 'rebels it is ratner odd toeee tne tnciisn news pers addresalrg America in wheedling tones and appealing for sympathy. We c;n almost hear the song floating across the At lantic: BRITANNIA TO DAMK COLUMBIA. Deirl Dear! hat can the matter be! 1 tear I Dear I Wha . cn tbe ra liter bet Dear! Dearl What can tne mtttr be, Johnny so locgat the Fair I He prowihed to brise me the chastening rtd he f Employs to subdue the Mooammedan's boJy i lie pro-nls-oJ ho promised to fetch sie t'ie Muhdl To tie as a Hare to my chair! Diisr. dearl Why should the journey be Full of disaster, and wby sbouid the touring e ratal to Gordon, haric. btevrart and Burnsby I Why did my Johnny go tbere! t He promised to send me tha head of a croph't, A trinket ot triumph to hanz ou my sof.lt, 2 But. dear mel 1 never see anything of lt. f Aud uotulaz comes back from the Fair I 4 And so aorta, and so on Let us not enlarge upon tie xrievo js eiti atio 1. It is peplexirjj, and melancholy, for the rarty ImmeJia'ety engagfd. If Christ aid Mahomet are lock ii gdoArnlhe armies tLat are being led to tattle :n their tame, the oae for ie''g clis cooqu st a id the other for tbe sacred purpoi of "revet ge," I wonder wbat they thir.k of it! a THS ARION DEBAUCBERT. f Of a 1 the great la's of the yeir, the AriCn of Mocday night as incomrarabiy Vt woist. Tbe masquerade of tbe 'Cercle te l'Harmouie'' was bid 6Eoagh load, immodest, bedizenid and unruly; bat wh4u the Arlon pass d under the wire, the revelers ol the Acaauiy were found to be qui-e distanced. The French ball was not ou'y chaste in comrarieoa it was actually a prude. If old Arion's ghost bad been In n !e of the boxes at tbe Madison Square Garden, Monday night, and whistled on his fingeVs (if ghosts have ficgers). it would not ba re been a .'ot of dolpuins that responded, as bs the shores of Corinth, to h i lute, but bet "s and swarms of living dames and damse s. with frocks short at both ends and trick d out in fantastic toggery. From too at nig it till rive in the morning the reve ry went oi The vast, weather btastn old building whs transformed into a talace of beauty, wih gay decoration, flowers, evergreens and eit trie lights, and the opening snece waa a gy one, when tin great pasteboard portcullis f the medieval keep in front of abattlementfd castle a one end was s'owly lifted, and tPe gorgeous processor came gslloplcg ai)d dancing out the Princess CulambiLt, harlequins and clowns, committees. and allegorical cars representing the board ot aldermen, Congress, tie Congo, China and the Soudan, followed by Arion and Prince Carnival. It was an unrolled rainbow of opalescent changeabV nesa, and it seemed as orderly and virtuous as it wai cb&rrning to the eye. Battbtja came the dancing, the drinking, the hafunmapking, tbe carousa. This last assumed its boldest character, of coarse, during tue last hours, and it may safely be said that ao previous public ball In New York in rectfit times I m been so indecent. Full one-hlf were women, and these were graduated rjtl the way from curious and circumspect wive, who went with their husbands, curiovs and semi circumspect wives, who went wHb other women's husbands, respectable grX who got aay from home somehow, add went "just to see, you know," down through all grsdts of the deml monde. Women wlb pretty faces unmasked early. Tne mo ! present were n o-Jtly business men, butma !y professional mci were on hand aod the ewe Ha and dudes turned out strong. If the names M the well-known men who took part in tse groie-que debaucheries were published jit would create roBSternatlon. I am not quie able to tee why such an exhibition should t-e permitted (with Capt. Williaaii iu unifor.'u to lead its fantastic procession) for its tfti dencj is grossly demoralizing. At the Freof h bill, when a nymph was hauled and boos Od up into a proscenium box from tbe floor, it was always Lead first, but at the Arion Ipr attitude seeded a matter of no consequence. The csn can was not danced after 3 o'clocknobo y was sober enough. Women wUo fainted or reeled to tbe floor from too moth charur agne were dsagted into the boxfs, whete men cut their stays with their pr iknives and reyived the"m with more cba ?i pagneor still stronger potions Then tVe dizzy ones returned to the Bacchanaliln orgie below, with their coreaee in a state ?f indescribable disorder The riot of the moi rbg was so gross that even ths newsparv men present (who are accustomed to all sorts of signs and scene) revolted, and declared that such a revelery ought to be prohibited; but their virtuous resolution to expoteji. faded ss the morning light grew stronger, and their reports administered very amiarfle reproof. For the men present were Will street men, club men, leaders of society ad princes of commerce and finance; and is n)t the Arlon a becevclent society, forsooth and how coold It get money to spend in god deed without allowing the gneats to make a sin-offering to Eres? The first drunken reveler staggered out of the garden r.t 2 o'clock to catch a train. Oce of tbe band of thie&s waitiDg outside gently took under his an the swelled head of tbe debauchee, relieved him of his watch and pecketbook, and politely told him which way to go. There we're several instances cf this festive sort. litis estimated by those who stayed to the endI did not. thank you) that cot less than foy intoxicated women were borne off in carriages. Several were perfectly helplete, aVd were carried oat and dumped into the vef i e'es like bales of hay. One, an unmaaijfd little woman with blonde hair, blue eyrs, and a mermaid's avtrereen earment Ja. fought so hard that it took four policemen.' to remove her. and one of them lost a port.oa of h's hirsute decoration, and had his sizal le nose made a candidate for court plaster. Of all our local papers, the Telezram alone e marks (without entering into particulars) that "the Arton bail died of delirium t!e mens." : SOMK VOVXL IDIAS ABOUT AKT. , A young diclple of Delsarta. named 3d mund Kuasall, has excited a good deal of

Interest here In society by his ofT hand talks, at evening "receptions." on the principles of art and decoration. Even people who know

nothing ot art like to bear him talk, ptrtly because it is fashionable ad pirtly because his style is so simple and engaging that what he says anybody can understand He claims to have redoced art criiicisru to a science. The Times said, the otner morning: The method is best known from tbe lectures of Henrietta Crane, its greatest exponent, and through its connection with the Uoee. At an art reception thatevenings3meb:d7 exhibited the paragraph and asked, "What on eartn is 'the tloge 7 ' "It niOit be the Hague," laid one, aliudin? to tbe ereat Du'ch painters." "Perhaps it means James Uozg. tbe English poet," timidly suggested anoth?r. Ob, no!" boldly exe'aimed a third. 'It Is Höge himself Hog, don't you remember? Höge, the greituhuh German painter, you know of the uh eeveral centuries ago. don't tou recollect?" Oh. yes!" "Oh, yea!" "Why, certainly !" They all remembered, for nobody wanted to bere2ardedas densely ignotait "Ob, it's that Höge, is it? they exclaimed. "How stupid tf us not to think of it Deforn!" Then they felt stupid, yet when Russell came, and, being appealed to, (aid there was neve r such a man as Hoe; it :n a misprint for ''stage." I cornered Mr, Russell on Mocday iu hie studio, and said "Tell me something that common people can understand about in terior decoration." "Very well," he tsid "Art is an expression of a man's relation to natui e. A knowledge of art is a question of intelligence, not talent People should study ait as they study English literature to aopreciate the works of others, not necestarily to paint and write poetry. An immense number of people think they are critics because they hare studied the historical atd superficial aspects of art. They know where Michael Angelo was born and when he died, who Leonardo da Vinci was, what king picked up Rubens' paint brush for him, and about the progress of Greek, Roman, Egyptian art. They buy books and photographs, they know facts and details, their minds are eimply guide booka Such people would be par alyzed if, parsing an unmarked pictare, you shoald ssy. This was painted by Teniers,' or This was the work of Van Oitai.' " "But, excuse ine," I interrupted. "Yes, 1 know," he said. "About interior decoration. Very well. All room decorations shoald be simply a background forour salves. We now make our decorations too pictorial. Most rooms that are c tiled decorated are mere museums a transfer of ob jeots from a store to the drawing-mom. Each thing tbat salutes the eye says, 'Look at tue. I am beautiful. I cost money. I am the latest style. Esch one challerges special individual attention, like th objects Iu a museum. This is fatiguing. This is what makes a museum or picture gallery or large store eo wearying. A dwelling hous is for rest, and its decoration should be sub servient to restfidness Delssrte said the best gestures are those which are never seen, but only felt The best dressed woman is she whose attire is not noticeable. The best furaish?d room is that iu which, if you are tired, you can sit for half . . a a ... an nour without noticing anything. miRioR rcRxisinsGs. "The primary thing to ta considered Is our walls. Tbe wall is the material environment It is to our parlor what the sky and air are when we are out of doorr. The ceiling should be suggestive; never pictorial. It should not tempt us to twist our necks to look at it. It is no place for pictures, and It should bear no frescoes, except of conventional lines and forms all the old masters to the contrary notwithstanding. What do we care that Michael Angelo painted his enormous and complicated frescoes on the walls of the Sis tine chapel at the command of an ignorant and luxurious pope? Perhaps the artist knew batter at the time. The ceiling should never be obtrnsive and aggressive, as it always is when it bears frescoed human figures or fruit or flowers to pull It down. It must stay back and away from cs. XO MORE CHANDELIERS. "Oar chandeliers must go from private parlors, I mean. This Is not merely paint ing above us. but it is sculpture. Appar ently a chandelier pulls the ceiling down several fret. There are three places in a drawing room which we can make conspicuousthe portal, the mantel and the sofa which takes the place of the throne. Here we may decorate. Bat we stupidly tnaxe our most prominent ooject a mere brass ma chine, put there to give us light Just because it throws such a flood of light it be comes our most conspicuous object dwarf ing ailke mantel, portal and sofa It fills up the center of the room, throws light on the tops ot our heads where we do not want it. aod casts black shadows, giving to people under and aronnd it a haggard look. I should want my ceiling, my walls, my car pet, to ba subdued in color and texture to stay away from me, to tbat the threa spots I have mentioned might be msde dramatic rhelighticg machinery should be made sub ordinate, instead of being allowed to play the title role. Oar gas jets sboald be side brackets From two Brooklyn raausiout where I haye spoken, tbe chandelier have been removed, to the enormous aesthetic sain ot the rooms. Yesteraay I was in a ro m furnished by the late Colonel James risk; it was fifteen feet square, and in tbe center hung an enormous chandelier of twenty burners and 250 crystal pendants! The lady who inhabits that chandelier has been to my talks. So she said, apologetic al y: 'I would remove it, but it cost fliOO!' it reminds me of the lady who, being con verted, and resolved to cive up the porno and vanities of this wicked world, virtuously tore cu ner ribbons and ostrich feathers and gave them to her sister! Well, what were we talking about? oh, yes; In our surround ings we must avoid detachment and separa tion. The harmony of correspondence 1 much more beautiful than the harmony ol contrast. The crudest idea of effect in fam ishing rooms is to put something dark be hind everything that is light, and something that is itkbt behind everything tbat is dark m?re'y detaching and separating the object f rem its background. This Ip bad. Tne col ors and objects should blend. A room should be like a fine orchestra, where the music comes to you in one sweep, not broken and detached, not from note." CARPETS, CHINA, ETC In reply to a question concerning these things, Mr. Russell went on; "We have no independence of judgment; that's one trouble. We go to a csrpet or china store, and tbe merchant ssje, 'That is what you want. This is the latest thing juit out, going to- be a craze.' That settles it. The question whether it Is worth having or not seems secondary. Put a piece of Seyrer or Dresden china before a man and tell him it is bad, and he will answer you, 'Why, this is Sevres; this is Dresden; this is the finest ware in tbe world.' It Is perfectly moulded, perfectly fired, perfectly glazed, perfectly colored, and with a decoration that has no more relation to the thiDg decora'ed thaa if we stack a postage stamp tbere Venus rising from the sea is a soup-plate! Should tbere be no human figures and no pictures on plates and cups? No. none. Tbey do not belong there They belong on our walls. Decoritiors haTe the whole range of expression in line and color lett tbem, leaving alone the domain of picture-making. f ever have a portrait on a plate, amass no naag aa a piaque. A plct

ure on a wall, separated by a frame from its surroundings, Is isolated. It can chocss its own laws, but decoration must be subordinated to the purpose of the thing decorated. Most cf our china decoration is of the order of a child who sticks decalcomania on ob jects and thinks it beautiful. No wonder, with such wretched models, thatcrszy quilts are the rage intelligent and cultivated and refined ladies almlfssly patching together bits of silk and satin, beaded, painted and embroidered an order of work which moet ot our maniacs woald repudiate with acorn.

I nis degradation of taste comes from our having been demoralized for generations with pictures on the ceiling, pictures on the carpet, pictures on rugs, pictures on porcelain, where they don't belong inharmonious, unrelated, unprincipled. Yes. the word unprincipled applies to art quite as much as to character; as art Is more subtle in its influence than most peop'e, and a bad thing will doue is Infinitely more dangerous than a good thiDg badly done. I have seen sorr.e Limog s ware delicate pottery witb artificial flowers molded and ttuck on exquisitely done, if it wore worth doing, but the fijwera at their beat were absorb excrescences. The more are artistically done, the worse they are." I was so much interested in this talk tbat I repeat it in the belief that others will be. I shall keep watch to see whether the chandeliers "go." W. A. Croffct. (Jain and Loss. He from the window looked to see The landscape rushing by; It came along -he picked it up lie Ciught i. in his eye Wrathfnlly he Jsrkei in his bead To dig for the stinting cinderBut who sball print ths words tin sid, as his hat Cew out of the winder? mm" Written for the Sunday bentluel. 80DTH AMERICAN ALT . The Para n a HaJt driver's Cord-. na -Ball-roading-The People San fedro.etc. Catamauca, Dec 27, 1831. Considering the terminus, the road from Baenos Ayres to Catamarca can hardly be classed with the straight and narrow way; nevertheless the manner of reaching the secluded capital of this remote prosince, the views on the jour ay, and the trial that beset the weary traveler are entitled to some notice. I left the national capital tnreeo clock p.m., one dy about ths middle of September. The raiay season was not yet over. The country appeared a vast swamp, and the pampas grass which has ever been associated with rny Idea ot these particular South American plaines was nowhere visible As the rail road was very low I was con stautly fearing the train would be swamped, and was heart ily glad when, near aanset, the change was made from the cars to the steamer, at Camp awa, a landing ou the Parana River seventy miles to ths northwest of Baenos Ayres. The views on ths river, composed chiefly of low muddy banks which hide the low plains beyond, are anything but picturesque, and leave the traveler little reason to regret making the trip at night. About nine o'clock next mornirg the .boat arrives at Bosario. The Parana, including all its many channels, is said to be thirty miles wide at this point, and the number of yes eels in s:ght indicate a seaport of no little importance. The hack drivers at the land ing mostly Italians are worsa than those of Niagara, if that be possible They talk and gesticulate In an incomprehensible manner, and make the stranger feel that in some way he has injured them; but how ever difficult it may be for tbe stranger to understand tbem and their jargon of Italian ana Spauish, they seem ro possess almost superhuman power in setting posseeslon of the stranger and his baggage and In knowing exactly where he wants to ko and how. So far as sieht teeing is concerned until six o'clock the following day, the hour for the departuie of the morning tram for the in terior, an.rds ample time. Iiosario is the largest city in the Province of Santa Fe and third in size in the Republic with a population of nearly 40.0U0. A flight of two or three steps at tbe corners and crossings of some of the streets, result of grading after tha sidewalks were laid, neither adds to the beauty of the town nor the comfort of the pedestrian. Neither being the capital of the province nor the seat of a bishopric, it can not boast of the number of fine buildings church, national, and provincial that mmy towns of less size possess. In fast its chief attraction lifs in its commercial ad vantages, derived fiota its location on the Parana, its railroad connection with the In terior, and its surrounding valuable ' estancias." Leaving by the morning train gives an opportunity of seeing some of these extensive stock farms. League after league. cattle and grass, with here and there a dwel ling. The air is delightful, but as the day advances, tbe light becomes painful to the eyes, and It is quite painful to keep up till the brf atfast hour eleven o'clock. (In any and all parts of this country, it verges on the impcsiible to get anything to eat except coffee and a roil before eieven.) It is said tbat a good repast is set before the hungry traveler at this statiou. It may be for some people, bat I don t believe a North Amen can would ever be tempted to eat too much tbere. The bountiful repast above mentioned cenclcded, tbe cars aain in motion, after assuring oneself that there is uothing to be seen but cittle and grass, the best thing to do is to adopt tbe custom of the country (or rather try to) which is to take a com fortable position (an impossibility) and sleep (another lmpo-aibiltty) until the arrival of the train at Cordova Here both traveler and train put up for the night Cordova, a very interesting city, with a population of forty thousand, is one of the oldest cities iu the Republic, having been founded in lo3. Among numerous at tractions it boasts of a university older than Harvard, tbe INat-onal Ooservatory, and a beautiful cathedral in the Byzantine style. From the railroad going north, a fine view of tbe town can be had. Its situation on the hill-tide, tbe plazas, the one story houses with queer tile rofs, the many churches and convents with their towers and glittering domes surmounted by crosses, the blue hills or rather mountains ot Cordora not far dis taut forming a background, altogether make a very pleasing picture; and the leasurely traveler does not regret the several daya delay flat casts his lot in such pleasent places From this point to Tucuman, the present terminus of the road, there are but two trains a week. A hot. dusty, dreary ride all day shut up in one of those inconvenient English apartment cars, in the morning through uncultivated Jaods tbat produce an unlimited quantity ot the algarooa and the cactui of different species: in the afternoon over saline plains. As the sua rises higher and higher and tbe light becomes more In tense, one by one the blinds are lowered, and the car becomes apparently a sleeping car. Recreo is joyfully welcomed. The train is switched oil Into the woods for the night and the tired, hungry traveler invaribly enJoys the miserably poor food and limited ac-

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commodatlons placed at his dl'poeaL The 2 "vir.chacs." a midni, ht visitor that surpasses anything in that line that the United? Statt s produces, flourishes at J.ecrea. J)uring the day it lives in the rafters. At night 3 it comes down, as all persona acquainted' with tbia part of the country will testify. It "'. is a poisonous insect, and ibe lodeer who "4 has any consideiation for the comfort of his fellow creatures.will decapitate all the "via t; chncas" tbat he can catch. Another morning like tbe preceding and ? the railroad part of the journey ia at an en L In the day and a half's ttaveling the only re- v , , . . . . . . . . . . . . net 1 rem monorony is to De louna at tne sva; tions which boest of one respectable looking ? building the apot with its bread plans, I V. think the piszza must have been built lor the ; : convenience of the passengers, as they all 1 alight and promenade beneath Its friendly . shade while the engine Is emiloyed clearing the track. The village coneists of a cluster of low, thatched, one room dwellings. K 0 email that if oce did not see the beds outdoors, be would wonder wbcre this mass of humsnity flocking from all tbe points of the ccnipats, found ehelter. The peop'e are c a mixture of Spanish and Indian in some a trace of the African tall, elender, erect, very graceful, oval face, with black eyea that ' eeem capable or but one expression curioeity. The women, many ot them bare footed. wear a calico dreis made court train, and a shawl foldtd lengthwise thrown over the? black hair. The man's dress is more pictur v eeqae, white canvas shoes, (nil white cotton trousers over which from the bread leather J belt at the waist is looped fantastically 1;' square tbawi generally striped and of very bright colors, atd the "poncho" hanging from the fchociders. A broad brimed hat-, and a nurderi-n looking knife complete the costume. Vry often one or more of the ß rich country men will be seen in the crowd, f with riding boots ai d spurs instead of tha .' can ras eboes. and his "poncho" of the uncolor d vicuna wool for the manufacture of -which thin part of the Republic is noted. At San Pedro the most noticeab'e object Is ' the dusty old diligence, wth its ten or more ; innocent looking mules. For fear I may ex agcerat. I'll rot attempt to lay how long It takes tbe conductor, riders, passengers and mules to make up their minds to start, xtor how many times the boot is packed and i strapped and then unstrapped and unpacked S again. The adtge tin.e and tide wait tor no roan has co effect on the average Argentina. -When he is ready to move be moves, but not very rapidly. This deliberation is psrtlca-v larly observable among the workiog claaa. . We finally start, aud that vtry suddenly. v With the first n ove we all go forward intosomebody elsVs seat, but we tattle back again into onr own, and after two or threa -successive lurches w e accommodate ourselves f to the motion and are reaJy to enjoy the .- ride. J There Is no charge in the scenery until wa i reach the mountains. The night is passed In a mud hat, lo floor, no windows. The only opening is the one, doer by which the room ? is entered. The furniture, wbat little tbera 2 is, is mostly of home manufacture. Tha v bedhead is a rough wooden frame with strips T of hide nailed crosswise and lengthwise over it, somewhat after the fashion of the rope bedstead. To the stranger this extraordinary : hotel appears more extraordinary after he 4 has settled his bill and learned that the land-1 lord is worth over fifty thousand dollars. The road over the mountains is n'-axacj; evei, out 11 is as smooth as a newly laid v Nicholson pavement. At the outer edge oi? the most dange.ous turns are walls of ma- V sonry eeveral feet high, to prevent the mules and riders from experimenting with any short cuts. In the summer, a great many flowers are found on the slopes. The moet common amot g them is the scarlet verbena, which can be seen growing among the stones in all unshaded parts ot the road. After crossing the mountains we see again cultivated lands, the first since leaving Cor' dova. Ail the moisture ia supplied by lrrl gallon asd in the neighborhood of the -? streams are small fields of maize and wheat, y. and larger tracts devoted to the culture of the vine. The manufacture of wine la one of the few industries cf this province, and on the road from Eau Pedro to Catamarca, In ; the winter and spring are met drove attar drove of mules laden with the casks of wine. The dome of the Catamarca charch, the temple of the Virgin of the Valley, can ba seen from over the desert plains for two or three hours before resching the city. For the last few leagues the sand seems to grow deeper and deeper. All within the coach are worn out with the dust, the heat and the long journey, long in hours rather than In miles. As the last rays ol the sun disappear behiEd the western mountains, tbe riders. driver, passengei s and mules arouse them selves, the driver gives a grand flourish ot his whip, the mules increase tbeir speed, the old diligence rattles over the . boulders. swings aronnd the corner and draws up be fore the diligence orace, where tbe traveler, I 1.1 J . .1 A. 1 - . . I ou covereu wivu uust mat uis own suoiuer would not recognize him, is set down among - five hundred no. perhaps one hundred of -the dirtiest servants that the sun ever shone " on. A. E. W. IBVINO ON AMERICAN AUDIENCES. Their Impartiality and tlulcknes to Discern. the relets of the Flay, inenry Irving, In tbe Fortnightly Review. The dominant characteristic of tbe Ameri can audience seems to be impartiality. They do not sit in judgment, resenting as positive offence lack of power to convey meaningsor divergence 01 interpretation 01 particular character or scene. I understand tbat when they do not like a performance they simply go away, so that at tne close of tbe evening the silence ot a deeerted house gives to tha management a verdict more potent than audible condemnation. This does net aoDlr to questions of morals, which can be, and are, as quickly judged here as elsewhere. On this subject I give entirely the evidence of others, for it has been my good fortune to sse our audiences seated till the final falling ot the curtain. Again, there Is a kindly feeling on the part of the audience toward the actor ii an individual, especially if be be not a complete s '.ranger, which Is, 1 presume, a part of that recognition of individuality which ia so striking a characteristic in American life x and customs. The thorough enjoyment at the audience is another point to be noticed. 1 Not only are they quick to understand and : appreciate, bat there seems to be a genuine ! pleasure in the expression of approval. American audiences are not surpassed iu quickness and completeness of comprehension oy any tbat I have yet seen, and no aotor need tear to make his strongest or hia 1 most subtle euort, lor such is sure to reoeiye instant aod full acknowledgment at their ' hands. Ladies and gentlemen alike ara mostly in morning dress, distinguished la 4 appearance and guided in every respect by a I renne a aecorum. ine sight is generally pic-1 turesque. Eren in winter flowers abound.? and the majority of ladles have bcuiaetj eitner carriea in tne nana or fastened on the shoulder or cordage. At matinee performances especially, where the larger proportion of the audience is composed of ladies, the eflect Is not Was pWuiing to the olfactory aensea than to the eye. Courteous, patient, enthusiastic, the American audience ia worthy of any effort which tbe actor can make on its behalf, and he who has experienca cf theni would be an untrustworthy chronicle if he failed, or even hesitated, to bear-wit neas to their Intelligence, their taste and their generosity,

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