Indianapolis Sentinel, Volume 34, Number 88, Indianapolis, Marion County, 29 March 1885 — Page 9

. 1 0 TWELVE PAGES. INDIANAPOLIS INDIANA, SUNDAY MORNING, MABCH 29, 1885. PAGE2S 9 TO 12

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TALMAGE.

The Toid-rii hp, Love. Forbearance of tüf Creator to the CreUturo. "as One Whom IIU Mother Cocifortetb, So Will I Comfort Yoa." At a Little Child He Loves, Look After ad Leads rh lr. rlmis'i Jiaaday Talk to IIU Urooalyu Congregation. Brooklyn, March 22. After aa ab?eace Gl two week, daring which time he spoke in eoare thirteen cities of the Wett. Dr. Talwage returned to his palpit in the Brooklyn Tab ernscle to day. Before the serxou he ex poanded tome consolatory paaags of Scriptare. The opening hymn was: 'Come, ye disconsolate, where'er yoa latualsh, Come to the marc teat; fervently kneel." The subject of the sermon was: ''The mother of cs Isaiah xvi., 33: comforteth, so Talmage said: The Bible is all," and the text was froai "As one whom bis mother will I comfort yoa." Dr. a warm letter of affection from a parent to a child, and 3 et there are many who see chiefly the severer passages. As there may be fifty or sixty nights.pf gentle, de in one summer that will not cause at much remark as one hail storm of half an hour, 1 j there are those who ate more strack by those passages of the Bible that announce the Indignation of Ood than by those tb.it anonnce Iiis affection. There may ccme to a household twenty or fifty letters of af faction daring the year, and tbey will not make as mach excitement in that home as one Bheritl's writ, and sotheieare people who are more attentive to those passages which announce tue wrath of God 'ban to these which announce Eis mercy and His favor. Ood is a lion, John says in the Book of lleyelation. Ood is a breaker, Micah aanouccea in his prophecy. God is a rock, Goi is a king but hear also that God is Love. A father and his child are walking oat in the fields on a summer's day, and there omes np a thunder storm, and there is a fl ash of lizhtnine that startles the child, and the father asys: "My dear, tbat is Ocd's eye." There comes a peal of thnnde', acd the fa thcraaya: "My dear, that is God's voice." Bat the clouds go off the tky and the sto'm is gone, and the l:gbt floods the heavens and floods the landscape, and the father forgets toiay: Tfcat is Gcd'a jBiuile." The, text bends with great gentleness acd love over all who are prostrate in sin and trouble. It lifts np with ccmpassion. It melts with tenderness. It breatbes open cs the besh of an eternal lullaby, for it announces that God la our mother. ''As one whom his sMJKawe m 9 aa t K mf asv 1 1 1 T ar m t?r vn ' I remark in tbe first place that Gcd has MOTU ER' 8 SIMPLICITY of instrnction. A fatne does not know how to teach a child the A, B. G. Men are not skilled in the primary department, bat a mother has ao much patience that she will tell a child fer tbe hundredth time tbe difference between F and G and I acd J. Some timet it is by Mods; sometimes by the worsted work; sometimes by tbe elate; sometimes by the book. Säe thus teaches tbe child at.d bas no awkwardness of condttcenion in so dolos: So God, oar mother s?to(.s do wn'to oar infantile minds. Though e are told a thing a thousand tio.es and we du cot understaud it, our heavenly mother goes on, line upon line, precept upon pre cspt here a little and there a little. Ood has been tia?hing io.ne o! us thirty years and some of us sixty years one word ot oie syllable, and we do dot know it yet f a i t h, faith. When we come to that word we stumble, we halt, we lose oar place, we pronounce it wrong. Still Gcd s patience is not exhausted. Uod, oar mother, puts ns la the school of prosperity, and tbe le iters are in sunshine and we can not spell them God pats us in tbe school ot adversity, and the letters are black and we cannot spell them. If God wra merely a King, he would punish us; if he were simply a father, he would whio us; but God is a mother, and so we are borne with and helped all the way through. A mother teaches her child chiefly by pic tures. If sbe wants to set forth to her child the hideoasness of a quarre'some spin, in tfn.it nf v vintr a leetnre uroa that tublfC ehe turns over a lesf aid srows the chid two bot a in a wratele and lays: Dies r.o? that lo ok horrible? ' If she wants to t ach tier chili the awfulnets of war she turns over the p'crure book and shows tbe war charger, the hralless trunks of butchered men, tbe wild. aioaontzing, btooshot eye of battle lo'llng under lids of fl a one, and she aays: "That is war!" The child understands it. In a grat mat y books the beet part are ths pictuies. Iheatyleniay be insipid, tbe type poor, bat a p'cture always ettrac's a child's attention. Now God, our mo'her, teaches us almost everything by pictures Is the divine gcodne? to be set forth? How does Gcd, our mother reach us? By an aa tamnal picture. The barns are lall. The wheat stacks are rounded. The cattle are chewing the cud laz'ly in the inn. The or ehardsars dropping tbe ripe pippirsinto the lap of tbe firmer. Tin netuarl wor d, that has been busy all sauimer, seems now to be resting in reat abundance We look at the picture aid say; "Thon crownes- ths yesr with Thy goodness, and Thy paths drop fitness." Oor family conee around the breakfast ta ble. It has been a very cold night, but tb children are ail bright, because .they elpt unper thick cove'lids, and they are now in the warm blait of the open register, atd their appetites make luxuries oat tf the plainest, fare, and we look at the picture and av: Bless the Lird, ob, my soul!" Godishes to vt f rth the fact tbat in the Judgment the good will he divided from tbe wicked. How is it done? Brapxtore. ry . a parade a flsbirg scene. A group of hardy men, long bearded, geared for standing to the waist in water; aleeves rolled up L)n ear tun-il', boat battered as though it bad beau a piayiuate of the tfrm. A mil re: thumping about with the fish, which have jait d'aovored their captivity, the worthlese moss oa nkers and tbe usfnl flonnders all in tbe same net. Tne fisherman pata his band down amid the squirming fios, takis out the moes backers and throws them into the water, and gathers tbe good fish into tbe pail. Sx says Corist. it will be at the end of the world. The bad He will cast awty and tt9 good he will keep. Another picture. OOP. OCS MOTBXB. dstri to c;l fcrtS Cij duty cf tt!htcrl

love, and it Is done by a picture. A heap of

wcunds on tbe road to Jericho. A traveler has been fizhtine with a robber: the robbe f stabbed him and knocked him down. Two ministers come along; they look at the poor fellow, bat do cot he p him. A trave'er comes along a Samaritan. He says "Whoa!" to the beast be is riding, and dls mounts. He examines the wounds; he takes oat some wine and with it washes the wounds, and then he takei some oil acd puts tbat in to make the wounds stop smarting, and then he tears oif a piece of his own gar ment for a bandaze. Then he helps the wounded man upon the beast and walks by the side, holding him on until they come to a tavern, lie cars to the landlord: "Here is money to Day the man's board for to c'aye; take care of him; if it costs anytbiLg more cLarre it to me, and I will pay It." Picture: The Gocü ßamaritan: or, Who's Yur Neighbor ? Does God, our mother, want to set forth whs: a foolish thing it Is to go away from the right, and row glad divine mercy is to take bck the wanderer? How is it done? By a picture. A good father. Large farm with fat sheep and oxen. Fine house with exquisite wardrobe. DUcoateoted boy. Goes avay. Sharrers flecca him. Feeds hogs. Gets homesick. Starts back. Bees an old man running. It is his fatnert The hand, torn of tbe huskes, g-ts a ring. Tbe foot, inflamed and bleeding gets a sandal Tne baie shoulder, showing through the tat ters, gets a robe. The s'omach, goawiog irte f with hue gar, geta a fall platter smok icg eith meat The father can not eat for looking at the retarned adventurer. Tears running do am the face until they come to a smile the night dew melting with the morning No work on the farm that day; for when a ba 1 boy repenta and comes back promising to do better, God knows that is enough for one day. "And they began to be merry." r.ctnre Prodigal son returned from the wilderness. S God. our mother, teaches us everything picture 1 Tbesinoeria the lost aheep. Jesus is tbe bridegroom. The useless man is a barren fig tree. The gospel is a great sup per. SATAN, A 80WEE Of TARIF Truth, a mustard iced. That which we could not have understood la the abstract statement. God, our mother, presents to as in this Bible album of pictures, God en graved. Is not the divine maternity ever thus teaching us7 I remark again that God has a mother's favoritism. A father sometimes shows a sort of favoritism. Here Is a boy strong, well, of high forehead acd quick inte'lect. The father says, "I will take tbat boy into my firm yet," er "I will give him tbe best possible edacation." Tbera are instances where, for tbe cultivation of one boy, all the otber have been robbtd. A sad favoritism; bat tbat is not tbe mother's favorite. I will tell you her favorite. There la a child who at two years of age had a fall. He hascerer got over it. The scarlet fever mn tiled his hearing. He is not what he once was. That child has caused his mother more anxious nights than a'l the other children. The last thing sbe does when going out of tbe house is to girea ehtre in regard to him. Tbe first thing on coming in is to ask in regard to Li oi. Why, tbe children of tbe famdy all know that ne is tbe favorite, and say: "Mother, you let him do ju-tt as he pletees, ai d jou give him a great many things which you do not giv ns. He is youravorite." be mother smiles. She knows it "is to 80 hs ought tobt; for if there is any one in the world who needs sympathy moro than another, it is an invalid child, weary on the first mile of life's journey; carry irg an ach ing head, a weak side, an irritated long. 80 tbe mother ought to make him a favorite. God. onr mother, bas favorites "Whom tbe Loid loveib. be cha:teneth; that is, one whom he espfc ally loves he chasteneih. God loves us all; but there is one weak ard ick and sore and wounded and suffering aoa faint, that is tbe one who lies neatest nd ru ire petually on the great loving hea;t of God. Wby, it never coughs but our Mo her, God heara it; it Lever etirs a weary limb in the bed but our Mother, God knOsrs it. There is no such a watcher as God. Tbe best curse may be overborne by fatigue acd fall asleep in the cbair. but God our Mother, after be eg up a year of nights with a satte: iog child, never slumbers nor sleeps. Oo,'' says one, "I can not understand all that about affliction." A refiner cf silver ence explained i to a Christian lady: "I put the tilver in the fire aud keep refining it and trying it until 1 can see my face in it, and then I take it out." Just so it is that Gcd keeps his children in the furnace till the Divine image may be seen in them; then they are taken out of the fire. "Well." aays some cce, "if tbat is the way tbat God treat His favorites, I do not want to be a favorite." There Is a barren field on an aatumn da just wanting to be let alene. There is a barg at tbe bars and a rattle of whiifleirees and devices The field eajs: "What is tbe farmer going to do with me eo?" The farmer nuts tbe plow in the ground, shouts to tbe horsee, the coulter gcej tearing through tbe sod and tie furrow reaches from fence to fence. Next day the e is a bang at the bars and a rattle of whitllietrees tea n, The field tats: "I wonder what the farmer Is going to do next?" The f am er hitches tbe horses to the barrow and it goes bounding and tearing across the field. Next day there is a ratt e at the bar again, and the fie!d sajs: "What is tbe farmer goti g to do next?" He walks heavily across the field, scattering seed as he walks After a while a cloud con es. The Öeld says: "What, more trouble! ' It begins to tain. After a while the wind changes to the northeast and it begins to scow. Says the field: "Is it not enough that I Lave been t tn atid trampled upon and drowned? Mutt I now be tnowed ucder7 After a while spring comes OUT Or THE GATI 6 or THE SOCTU armth aud glad nets come a ith it. A green scarf bandages tbe gash of the wheat held. and tbe July morning drops a crown of g)ld on the head of the grain. ' Oh," saya the field, "now I know the use of the plow, of the barrow, of the heavy foot, of tbe shower aud of the snow-storm. It is well enough to be trodden and trampled ajd enowed under. If, in the end I can yield such a glotious ha vett. xie that goeth foith and wee f, e h, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him." When 1 see God especially basy in troub ling and trying a Christian, I know that oat of that Christian's character there is to come some esLetal good. A q carry man goes don into the excavation and with strong canded machinery bores into the rock. The rock says: "What do you do that for?" He puts powder in; he lights a fue. There is a thundering crash. The rock says: "Why, the whole mountain is going to pieces!1' The crowbar is plunged; tbe rock Is dragged out. After awhile it is thrown into the artists studio. It says: "Well, now I haie got to a tood. warm, comfortable place at last." But tbe sculptor takes tbe chisel and mallet, and hd dig for the eyes, aud he cuts for the moutn and he bores lor tne ear ana ne tuds it with sand-paper, until tbe rock says "When will this torture be ended?" A sheet is thrown over it. It stands in darkness After a while it is taken out. The covering is removed. It standi in the sunlight in the presence of ten thousand applauding people as they grest tbe statue ol the poet or tne prince or tbe conqueror. "Ah!" says the a one. "now I understand it. I ara a great deal better off now, staading as a statue of a conqueror than I would have been dwn in tha qcxry." Gc3 sj o esq ddtra in

the qnarrj of Ignorance and im. How to

get him up? He must be bored and blasted and chiseled and ecouieo. and stand sometimes in the darkness. Bat after a while the mantle of affliction will fall off ard his toal will be greeted by the one hundred and fortyfour thousand rnd the thousands of thousands as more than conqueror. 0, my friends, God, oar mother, is j as as kind in oar afflictions as in our prosperities. God never touches us but for our good. If a field clean and cultured is better off than a barren field, if a stone that tai be come a statue is better off than a marble in the quarry, then that eoal that God chastens may be his favorite. Uh, tne rocking of the soul is not the rocking of an earthquake, bat tbe recking of God's cradle. "As one whom his mother comforteth so he will com fort you." I have been told that tbe pearl in an oyster Is merely tbe result of a wound or a sickness inflicted upon it, and I do not know bot that tbe brightest gems of Heaven wilt be found to hare ben tbe wounds cf earth kindled into the jeweled brightness ot eternal glory. I remark that uod has a mother s capacity far attending to little hurts. The father is shocked at tbe broken none or tne child, or at the sickness that sets the cradle on fire with feavar, bat it taxes tbe mother to sympathize with all the little ailments and little braises of the child. If the child have a splinter in the hand, it wants the mother to take it out acd not tbe father. The father says, "Uh, that is notmog, out the mother knows it is something and that a little burt sometimes is a very great hurt So with God, our mother, all our annoyances are . import ant ecough to look at acd sympathize with Nothing with God Is something. There are no ciphers in God s arithmetic. And if we were only gcod enough of sight ae could tee as much through the microecope as throngb a telescope. Those things that may be im palpable and infinitesimal to us, may bs pro nounced and infinite to God. A mathemat ical point is defined as having no parts, no magnitude, it is so small you can not I Cumarine it and yet a matbeuaUcal point may be a starting point for a great eternity God's surveyors carry a very long chain. A scale may be very delicate tbat can weigh a grain, but God's scale is so delicate that he can weigh with it that which Is so small tbat a grain isa million times heavies. Wlrn John Kitto, a poor-boy on a back street of Plymouth, cat his foot with a piece cf glass, God bound it up to succsfsfally that he became the great Chmtiau geogranher, and a commontator known among ail ca Hons. So every wound of the roul. however nsignificant, God is willing to bind up! As at tne first cry of tbe child, the mother rusLe ? o kiss the wound; so God. oar tuotuer.takts the smallest wound of the heart and preest t to the lips of divine syo.patny. "As one whom his mother comfoiteih, 60 shall I comort you." I remark farther, that God has a moth PATIENCE FOR THE EKRINQ. If one does wrong, first his associates in ife cast him off; if he goes on in the wrong way, nts business partner casts cim on; u ne goes on, nts best friends cast him on nis father cans him off But after all others iave cast him him off, where does be go? Who holds no grudge and forgives the last time as well as the first? Wfio sits by the murderer's counsel all through the long trisl? Who tarries the longest at the windows cf a culprit's cell? Who, when all others think ill of a man, keeps on tninking well of him? it is his mother. Uod bless ber gray hairs, if she be still alive; and ble.-s her grave, if she be gone? And b.ess the rocking chair in which she used to sit, and blets the cradle that sbe used to rock, acd bless tbe Bibie she Uiedtoread. So God. our mother, has pa lence for all the erring. After everybody else bas cast a man off, God, our mother. comes to the rescue. God leans to take charge of a bad case. After all the other doctors have got through, tbe heavenly physician comes in. Human sympathy at such a time does cot amount to much. Even the sympathy of the church, i am sorry toeay, often does not amount to much. 1 have seen the most harsh and bit ter treatment on the part of those wbo professed faith in Christ toward those who were wavering and erring. They tried on the wanderer sarcasm and billingsgate and car icatare, and they tried tittle tatt e. There was one thing they did not try, sod tbat was fogivenees. A soldier In England was brought by a Eergeact to tbe Colonel. "What, says the Colonel, "bringing tbe man here agslnt We base tried everything with him. ' "Uh, no," says the bergeant. "there is oce thing you have cot tried. I would like you to try that." "What is that?" said the Colooel. Faid tbe man, "Forgiveness." The case bad not gone to far but bat it might take that turn, and so tbe Colonel said: "Well, yeung rxaD, you have done to and so. What is yoar excuse?" "1 have no excuse, but I am very eorry," said the man. "We have made up our ruind to forgive j on," eald the Colonel. The tears started. He had never been accost ei in tbat wav before. His life was reformed, and tbat was the starting point for a positively Chris ti an life. O, church of GxJ, quit ycur saxcam whsn a man falls! Quit your irony. quit your tittle-tattle ana try forgiyenets. Uod. yoar motner, tries it all tbe time. A man's sin may be like acontinent, but God's forgiveness is like the Atlantic and Pacific oceans bounding it on uotn sides. The Bible often talks about God's baod. I wonder how it looks. You remember disber's hand looked, ) it withered away. tinctly how your mother though thirty years ago It was different from your fatLes hand. When you had to be chastened you bad rather have mother punish you than father It did not hurt so much, and father's hand was different from mother's, partly because it hid out-door toil, partly be cause uoa intended it ent. The knuckles to be differ were more firmly set and tbe palm was cal loustd. But mother's hand wss more deli ca'e. inere -:ere Diae veins runntog through the back of it. Though the fingers, some of them, were pricked with a aeedle, the palm ot it was very soft. Was there ever a pool tlrn Ilka that to take main ont of a wnnnd? S.i fiod'a hand im a mother a hand. What it tnnphea it heal. If it mite ?nn it d. not hurt aa if it were another hand. Oh. von poor, wanderirg soul in sin. it is not a bailiffs hand that seizes you to-day. It Is cot a bard hand. Itia not an unsympathetic hand it ii not a cold hand. It is not aa enemy s band, o, it is a gentle band, a oving band, a sympathetic hand, a toft hand, a mother's band. "As one whom his mother comforteth, so will I comfort you I want to say, nnaiiy. teat Uod baa a mothers way of putting a child to sleep. i on know there is no cradle song like a mother's. After the excitement of the eveniog It is almost impossible to get the child to sleep. If the rocking chair stop a moment tbe eyes are wide open, but tbe mothers patience and the mother a softening manner keep on until, after a while, the angel of slumber puts bis wing over the pillow, Well, my dear brothers and sisters in Christ, tne time wm come wnen we am ne wanting! a a a. a in a. in a to be put to sieep. Tbe day cf our life will be done and the shadows ot the night of death will be gathering around us. Then we want uoa to eootne as, io nasa ns to sleep. Let the music at our goicg cot be the dirge of the organ or the knell of the! church tower or the dramming of a "dead ccarcn," out let it oa tne nutn ox a motner luiiaDy. v soft with

Oh, the cradle of the grave will bej told him it had always seemed just so to me. a the pillow of all the promises.) "I seat it to myself this morning," he ex - itatzlzz roÄtd IziQ thit list'plilatdj ltlsxay prtTiUclcttx' ,

number l want this to os the cradle socg:

"As one whom a mother comforteth, so will I comfort you." "AUet la Jesus! Far from thee Tby kindred and their graves may be: Bit thine is still a blessed sleep, r rom wulca noae ever wake to weep." AScofchman was dying. His daughter Nellie aat by Lis bedside. It was Sunday ev eniog, and the bell of the church was ring ing, calling tbe people to church. The good old mau. In his dying dream, thought that be was on his way to church as he used to be when be went in the sleigh across the river; and as tbe evening bell streck up. In his dy ing dream he thought it was tbe call to church. He said: "Hark, children, the bells are ringing; we shall be late; we must mate tbe mare step oat quickly." He shlv ered. and theo s&ld: Pall the buffalo robe up closer, my la;s It is cold crcssiog the river; but we will soon be there." And he smiled and said, "Jost there now." No won der he smiled. The old men had got to church. Not the old country church, but the temple cf the skies. Just accroea the river. How comfortably did God bush the old man tosleep! As one whom bis mother com forteth, so God comforted him. The Loat llattle. To his heart it struck auch terror that he laughed a langh of scorn Tbe man 12 tne soldier's doublet, Wlta the sword so bravely worn. It strnek his heart like the frost-wind To find nl comrades fled. While tbe battle-field was guarded By the heroes wbo lay dead. lie drew Ms sword In the sunlight, Acd called with a long halloo, "Dead men, there is oue living bhall fctay it out wltb you I" He raised a rapped standa This locely aoul in war. And called tbe foe to oatet dy 6bout8 ttey heard afar. Tbey galloped iwiftlj toward him. Tbe oanner floa'ed wide; It sack; be sank beside it Upon his sword and died. Hoe Ltawthorne Latbrop lu Harper's Magazine. - i . MTrLJL FOLKS. ' How old are you, my little man?" asked a gentlen an of a tot who was less than four years cf age. "I'm not old," was the indignant reply; "I am almost new." Mr. Chancery Depew In Irelavd met a boy whipping a donkey. One of tbe traveling party said, "Boy, stop beating your brother." Qalck as a flash came the reply, "I won't, father." "Mamma," cried little Willie, "I want in errand. O, I must have an errand !' "Why. child, what do you mean?' "O, Harry's liiiunii eaid he had gone down town on an errand, and I want one to ride on too." "Why, Allies dear, is that the way to begin your ditiLer? ' asked a mother of 'her little daughter, ad she bean with tbe pie ins.ead of tbe bread and butter. "Weil, I de clare, mamma, I was going to eat my dinner upside down, wasn't 1?" Ratiocination : Small Gertrude (five yeais old Mamma, I quite agree with yoa. Mam ma Wby, icy child, what does agree mean? S. G. When two persons think alike. Mam ma What does disagree mean? 8. G. When one penon thinks alike. A little boy, a resident of our Tillage, when parsing t-ur -prominent undertaker, was rather reticent in answering his queries, but when bis mother asked him if he did not know the gentleman, he answered: "Yes, tbat is tbe man who takes dead people to Heaven." Little Mamie, when five years old, had a Det kitten which she loved almost to death. One day Miss Kitty leaped from the doll carriage in which ehe was snugly tacked, to repreeent a baby, and raa under the shed where her little mtstrers could not reach ber. Every means was resorted to, to persuade her to come forth, but to no avail. At last little Mamie became vexed, and, with a last peep at MUs Kitty, who was busily washing her face, said, "You think you're pretty nice, don't yer? but I don't wash my face with my feet, anyway!" A five year-old of our acquaintance was once invited, witn tne rest or tnexamiiy. to take tea at the house of a fr lead. The head of the family had taken pains to pro cure a tempting supper for his guests, and when all were seated at the table and it rane five-year o'd s turn to be helped, the host said: "Well, Johnny, what will yoa have?" Johnny looked over the table a min ute and then made this crushing reply: wnen i am at noms sua aon ureiDjiaiDg v aw.fjA .. . . gcol to eat on the table I have crackers and ixj.ia., buu 6 " . , 1 W m ry t I n n A o a I'll hBV. Miikan mnn I mlla COW. A New Dollle -we ve goi a new ooiue at our uouse, we is: ui iuK.jr cAU.iuc JB'J " very tender years whils on a visit to Mother wife a the oiber day. Why, that s real nice. Is it a pretty dol lle?" asked Mrs. M. "Oh. no. it ain't putty a bit, bat It's alive!" Precept and Example. Detroit Journal, j "Papa, what is meant by always hitting the nail on the head in dtily life?'' 11 siiuuij uuo. iui auu. tuat juu uwuiu come directly to the point In all your dealiog" I with 'he world.' "But how, papa? ... "weu. let me see. aumi m, i nav tu ttun out to tne anea anu get me a uau, bii . J 1 I nammer, anu a pine uioca. nere iney are, papa. ... -ery roou. uw i wui piaue ub uuita

on my xnees so. inen i wnt noia tne nain,. . h.iia. in v .rwi K.

"aj "DK i?CM('! ?.uw lu.? direcuy on tne neaaana it win enter in block. af..f r-u V"" : I. n,V. -.r1' without "lfc"uelfc Jwu r. n" Are you reaay inysonr "Yes, papa "Then go!" !" "Put that arnica bottle back in its place and then spend the rest of the afternoon fill ing the wood box. If I catch you shirking P" baste yoa within an Inch of yOUreiie. ta v : . m UOVOUUeart But, papa was tbe blow wasted?' I or enioua Aiaa ror uaa memories. sew York Letter to Boston iransctipi j Thurlow Weed Weed used to strengthen his memory by recalling in the evening and narrating to bis wife everything that bad happened to him during the day the men I he had met, what they eaid. etc. E. r. TJn der hill, court reporter, of Buffalo, N. Y. bas another way of jogging bis memory quite as original. He sends postal cards to himself, From the office in the daj time he dispatches poital cards to himself at home reminding bimeelf ot things to be attended to in the evening. These arrive at home and find him ia due coarse of mail, and serve their pur w . i l . a pos. in tne evening ana morning ne ad dresses a card of memaranda to htmie I at the office, and again mattere that need to be attended to are prevented from creeping off into his forgettery. 1 was at nis omce the other coon when a postal-card was brought In by the carrier. "Great Scott! I'd almost forgotten that I" he said and handed it s me. evermore ngure stumps," i read, and

LUCK AND OMENS.

Some of the Strange Fancies of Public Men. Garfield's Belief that a Certain Court of Conduct Would Lead Him to tbe White House Secretary Chandler Counts White Hort-Thud fetetens ricked Up Pins. New YerkSun.1 One of the stories current about President Cleveland before the election wai that he had no doubt about the result, and when llVa.l wVitt saM Tth it'a ..at mn 1nfaJ V aw 9 J U4 tXJ J aUWSSk Wl t . 1 . mis may ne apocrypnai, nut it expresses a common v'ew tbat Mr. Cleveland believes firmly in his good angel and trusts to her. But if this be correct, the President will not haye far to look to find them of fores of character and public repute who guide their conduct to a greater degree than they would care to admit by equally unreasonable, or rather unreasoning. Influences. The whims, saperttitions, freaks, or whatever they be called, of many men of good, hard common sanse.who have become conspicuous in pub lie or business life, are more potent forces than would be supposed. The experience of sach alienists as Dr. Hammond or the late Dr. George M. Beard would, if published. make a most curious aud interesting story. For these physicians there ta no surprise when a shrewd and wealthy financier of successful politician hesitatingly confeetes that he is controlled by some fancy that seems cbildlih. but Is cone the less potent They meet so many such cases that they are inclined to think that if almost all men would make confersion they would admit that come kind of fancy or belief had poscession of them. Dr. Beard once said to the writer tbat one of the most successful financiers of Wall street had con fef ted to him he was convinced that if be walked on the right hand of Bread way block between Houston aod Prince streets he would meet tome terrible ca'amlty, either in bmdnets or personally. This banker was accustomed to walk dqwn Broadway for exercise, on the right hand side, and whs:. he reacched Houston street he crossed over, walking the blcck to Prince on the left hand then be would cross btck again perfectly content. Satisfied that the seemißg convic tion was a mere whim, he onco, by force of wilt, went on a few steps on the block, but he suffered such a;ooy of fear that he gave it up. and crossed tbe street. Another of Dr. Beard a patients, a wellknown lawyer, who lived in Brooklvc. wculd never cross the ferry unlets he could get to a certain spot on the rear deck, eo thst be could stand with one foot on tbe b'g irou clamp. He believed that if be failed t do eo he would meet witn mitfjrtuue of s.uie kind. Tbat man acceptable to eentimentshould be dominated by these hallucinations, asDr Beard called them, is more easily explain able than the cases of men of praclia' hsrd sense with no nonsense abont tbetn. Yet Dr. Beard asserted that in bia practice he did cot see tbat one c ass was lets liable to notions than the oiLr. President Garfield, for instance, who was of a keenly suceptible temperament, bad a profound conviction that the figure 19 would be associated strik ingly with tbe events of his career. He was earn on tbe 19ih ot the month, and died oo the 19ih. It was known by Garfield's frif n ithat he was firmly convinced tbat he would one day become President. Sooie incident tha, happened while he was in the army fixed the conviction in his mied that be Grayed from the path the omen pointed out. would become rresiaent, provided be never a a a a-k 1 a . . . a His friends, not knowing just whit the omen was, were satisfied that in obeying its die tates Garfield's otherwise inexplicable coune in somethings of compsritiyely petty conse quence found explanation. Speaker Carlisle is as practical and unsen timental in temperament as Gardeld was the ftBn,si. f, f!.,ii,i, a .i .min.t.,) h. one nolIon. if not bv more. He will nezin . . . , . . . . . - no new tmnz on ridav. wnen be came Itrt Wathintrtrm tri mftn?. hi mnvai fnr th iup - mioui(, a jrcai auu a usu oku, ur ai o k.. ; - . . . l l l I .1 van Ana Htff I . t.v f h.n rt a nan t ort m n f t tn h ---rwvintm r .m.nr h? f-ira Itannearathct he had male all of h ar rangements to leave Covington Friday night; bat on the evening of that dav jasi as be was about to start he remembered tbat it was Friday, and he at once deferred hisdeparture He couldn t bave been Induced to start that night. It is believed in Well street that the cool. imperturbable Jim Keene suffers torture from the fear tbat poison somehow or other h inin ÄRT,hini, n , !innM f,,rm lh.t ha drinks, not intentionally put tbere, but (k1F, k, ,MMn anrt . a tpnnl'l Tint 1 ra drink a g!a88 of water, wineorcoflee without going through some sscret performance that wards off ths danger. Commodore Vanderbllt wai a firm believer inw ftnH inoVtr man hnHhiAU nmmA I " w J VIA. MO ' ' - Jdo m WM -hrewd enough to aae that lnckv men generally did their beat to msk- th?m--.iTei inCkv. Senator Miller, of California. perfect faith that any business he goes into will be successful because he is Incky. He bAS had fifteen yeare of confirmatory er perice. Before that every thing he attempted to do do turned out unfortunate, and he firmly believes that a single, simple little incident, unconsciously done wane ne was Collector of the Port of San Francisco, changed his luck. Mr. Blaine, with all his common sense. will never turn back to enter his house after he has quitted it, in case he has forgotten inmpthlnc nftt tUut nntil ha ha waiter! , w B, - -- i .ftvnirMnn th H.cii t ar..1 K i. nnt free from - - other halnctnationa. if that ia the name for theae mental nhnnmm Who wo.d think thft t Raf.r.trv fihend neP woui,i permit himself to be bothered by such visionary influences as counting white horses for luck? He counts every one that I he s es until he reaches thirty-nine, and then he begins over again. Speaking of this - ones he said he had often wondered wbv he did so. for his reason told him that it was nonsense; yet he felt uncomfortable unless he d?d When President Arthur weat to Florida with Mr. Chandler, the party arrived at Jacksonville in the even ling. Tbe President entered a carrisge drawn bv four horses, and in a moment the boom- - 1 in of a cannon frightened them and started I . - them oa m run. Mr. Chandler stood up in his car r ige, well frightened He saw that one ot the horses attached to the Pres dent's carriage was white, and counted it. making the thirty ninth, all by an instantaneous pro cess of the mind. Inarairceot tbe honest I were quieted down. Mr. Chandler said that to 1 his judgment told him tbat there could be I no possible connection between his counting

the boms, which he had felUd to do wheniof Judge of the Suprume Court, though hejlmti;n cut the Gordian knot IfazcT CO 1 he first saw it, and the prevention of a run a-' had been cofirmed by the Ssnate of the Unl-jman cow, Nortn or South, re -rets this cz Itrsy witt Ii Prciitat, tnd jetwmehowhe td Sutca. gaaci&tioa.

trembled whenh thought what might have

happened. The lae Secretary Folger all his Ufa believed tbat there was a charm for him in the number S. He laughed at it, bat let it dominate him. Such a hard headel oli statesman at Thaddens Stevens cherished tbe hallucination tbat there was luck in picking up pint. He never passed oce, if he saw it, without picking it up, getting the point before him. It baa been said of Mr. W. W. Corcoran that he will notett down upon a chair until he has first raised it up. Tbe alienists say there is no special cure for these mental phenomena, and as a gen j eral thing there is no need for any, as tbey are harailees, and by no means indicate mental disease. Tbe work of the alienists liea in the recognition of the tendency of the hallucinations to increase, or becorco pre dominant, as is the case in some forms of in clpient insanity. THOUGHT AMU 4KITISIBXT. We look before and after. And pine for what la not; Our slncerest laughter With some pain Is fraught; Our sweetest tongs are those That tell of kaddett tnought. -Shelley. Happiness is a perfume that one can not sbed over another without a few drops fall ing one's self. A child becomes for his parents, accord ins A a 1 J A. I to me euucaiion ne receives, a messing or a chastisement. J. Petit Senn. The sunbeam is composed of millions of minute rays: so home-light mast be consti tuted of little tendernesses, kindly looks. sweet laughter, loving wjrds. "Poverty is uncomfortable, as I can testify : but nine times out of ten the best thine that can happen to a young man is to be tossed overboard and compelled to stnk or swim for himself " James A. Gartmd. Tbere is a time for everything, For darkness, solace, grief. Tbe Father aendeih which Is best. And for every itn relief. "Men that do anything in the world mast be men of strong convictions. It wont do to go through life like a hen. era wing, and lift ing up one foot, and not knowing where to set it down." Mrs. 11. B Btowe. Luther says: "The humau heart is like a millstone; whsn you put wheat under it, it grinds the wheat into Hour; If you put no wheat under it, it still grinds, but then it is itself it grinds, and slowly wears away." There are few men who really make the best of their circumstances. Most of us are far lees happy than we might be If we had learuei the divine art ot wringing the last drop of good oat of everything Alexander Maclaren. Fame la what yoa bave taken; Caaracter's what yoa give. When to this truth you waken, Thea jou begin le live," We must Lope not to be mowers And gather the ripe gold ears, Until we hare first been bo wen Aud waterei tne soil with our tears. lllce Cary. Some men live Intensely. Their lives are short, but tbe measure of their service is complete; tbey do not pause, they bave no Sibbatb dsya, with an unwise prodigality they extend their whole force within a brief hour. A rich man has no right to give so profanely as to cut off the ocstsion of liber ality in others The strong man ought not to be at liberty to do so much work with his own hands ai to re oder unnecessary the labor of others. Joseph Parker. President Cleveland's Inauguration. I March 4. 1SS5.1 What constitutes a state 7 Not arms, norarta, stout sioews.nor the will tbat makes them strong; It U uubuilded in heroic hearts, self-circline from a more toaa spheral song. neiore it. lit a iiRDt clouds, tne years disperse, Carting to-day abo?e this stately dome, nniu whose piuared balls the bours rehearse More tragic isauis taaa di8pjjpld Some. teaold jo i Kraulte shaft tbat cleaves tbe skies Kar seeu beyond the circuit ot tne bills; And catnere i here a bosi with reverent etas. Wbobe oeDins unsunned tbe light of Freedem file 4nd ne whom these bave chosen if not great, Ureat though taelr choice, who were, aud are, tbe state. -R IT. Stoddard in Harper's Weekly. Mit 4. STUKK AT C AMD SfaNlOSI. Two Strange Stories Told by Willi am P. Wood, Ex Chief or Detectives. Washington Gazette. 1 Sometime after the execution of Mrs Surrett President Johnson sent for me and requested me to give my version .of Mrs. Surrti s connection with the assaismation of President Lincoln. I did so, and I believe be was thoroughly convinced of the inno cence of Mrs. Surratt. He aured me he sincerely regretted that he had not given Mrs. Surratt the benefit of executive clemency, and strongly expressed his detestation of what be termed the "infa jions conduct of Stanton" in keeping these facts from him. I asserted my uncaangeable friendship for Mr. titanton ende.' all circumstances, end while I regretted the courss adopted by the Secretary of War towards Mrs. Surratt, I would never hesitate to perform any act of kind ness for him. President Johason commended me for my devotion to friends, and the sub ject of association was never afterwards dis cos ed net ween him and myself. The great War Secretary of tbe Union was no longer in power, tie was a plain citizen of our lie public, broken in health and tottering be tween life a id death. the Republican leaders bad, after much pUaiing. icdocdd President Grant to name Mr. Stanton for a judge of the Supreme Court. The Benate promptly confirmed the nomination, but Graut, for some reason best known to himself did not put his signlture to tbe commlsiion, or If he did sign the comruissioo, he did cot forward It to Mr. Stan ton. It was at this time the latter sent for me. and I called at his residence on K street When ushered into his presence I was startled at his woe-begone aud wretched appearance. He inquired if I knew tbe reason wby tbat man (meaning President Grant) withheld bis commission. 1 told him. Then we drifted in our talk to the executions herein referred to, and he rebuked me for not making greater effort to save the woman that was hanged. He said he would have trusted hia life in my keeping; that I would have save! him the torments of hell had I been more persistent in my efforts. I reminded him of my call on President Johnson to plead for mercy for Mrs Sarratt, and that I was met by L C. Baker at the entrance of tbe President's bouse, and Baker produced an order over nis (oiantons; signature which set forth that I should not be permitted to enter the building or communicate with the President. "loo true," he responded, "and the Surratt woman haunts me so that my nights are sleepless and my days miserable, and Grant aids my enemies by refusing to sign my commission, which would afford me temporary rel.ef and perhaps prolong my life He will not do it, and. Wood, this is ar -i & 1 v f a at Jait the end." Pisciog his hand to his head he continued: "lean not endure tbe pressure; I am dying, dying sorely, dying no!" A few parting words were exchanged be tween us. and the following day tbe death of Edwin M. Stanton was publicly aa nounced. lie never received nis commission

CAlli'-LUK.

The Sentinel "XX" Hraad Contributor in Quaint Anecdote. The Pomp, Pride and Circumstance of Volunteer Kcglnitat Squirrel Blflee va Kufitld-Licnses furUttlDf Out of Caiup t he 8eutlDtla aiidtb CanteenContrabands. Written for tbe 8uuday Sentinel. You remember, old soldier, when the eacamocs came to you to volunteer. They were raiting a regiment at the county seat. Tha country was aglow with patrioliim. Those colors of the sky had been fired on. Yoa stood at the garden gate and exchanced da gnerreotypes with your sweetheart. Before you got back, the one jou carried was wet with your brood. Did the girl keep the other? I tope she did. Tbere were a thousand and forty of yoa In camp. Lank, lean, ungraceful, they were. The officers, as a general thing, were not superior to the men. The backwoods famished tbe larger quota. The most of the men could "wing" a squirrel with a rifle. How would they shoot the Enfield? I tried them once. I selected sixty crack shots, each one Of whom with the ordinary rifle could have hit a squirrel in the head in the highest tree in Indiana. The mark was a huge regula tion target To see the effect of the-ehoot-ing, I eat on a fence fifty feet to the one aide of the target. One ball strack the fence near where 1 sat; We had tbe romance then I changed my position, everything to learn. It la of history how thete gawky shortly afterward formed countrymen tquare on the doable quiclc, or, to the call of the bogle, epread out like a fan ii the skirmish drill, laid down, got up, advanced. rallied, or retreated. Before this result was obtained, an inspector came a regular army officer. He reported tbat one of our regiments was "a herd of wild animals." Possibly, the enemy found that out ahortly after he did. How popular the sutler was at tbe begin ning! The quantities of custara pie, bologna sausage, sardines, that he disposed of on credit were fabulous. But after the first pay-day, when these dainties had to be paid for, nobedy was sorry that John Morgan had captured his mules and wagons. There was a singular fascination for carrying things. Knapsacks protruded with pictures and keepsakes, albums, and books. On the first march these things grew heavy. At tbe bfginnitg. a regiment was like a circus, mere was a wagon to esch company, two for headquarter, one for the band, four for the Quartermaster. Itbsppened shortly alter that we gt down to no wagon at all. Every six men carried a skillet and a coffee pot It was rather curious that we got along ab jut as well In that condition as when we were runnirjg a circus. The men had a passion for boots. Ths first march cured them of tbat predilection. The army shoe, which does not irritate the ankle, soon proved its superiority. Every rider fincied that ne must have a fine horte. A tew rides on a prancy steed which kept his rider aud bias if in a lather. demolished that theory. Tbe hone that would aud could walk as slowly as the men was eoou at a premium. There were many devicts to get out of camp. Oae man gravely assured me tbat his moiher-in-iaw had come from Indiana to visit Liai, and he wanted a tats 1 pronounced tnat falte on its face. History has made no record of such fondness on the part of a motber-in-law. In the camp, tbe rapidity with which men made themselves comfortable was marvelous. Tbe tent would have walls and a chimney in a few hours. The fragrant pots um would bake before the fire, and the chicken hang dangling and turning on a string. How little it takej to aause a body of men deprived of their natural protectors, womeu! I have seeu a rabbit destroy tbe gravity and the discipline of a regiment on dreta parade. Once I said to a Captain, who had faced hia company the wroug way, aad was marching away from the balance, "to report when fie got to New Orleans." This j-ke was so uprcarioosly received that I repented, and never joked agtin. Ina regiment, that shall be nameless, the sentinel in front of the Colonel's teat was called in aod told by the Colonel that he was to be called at four o'clocx and to transmit that order to his successor. The sentinel noticed, that, hanging on the hilt of the Colonel's sword, was a canteen, which looked to be full. Soon, It was apparent that the Colonel was asleep. The sentinel then went in and took a good polL When be was relieved, be communicated the order and the information he had acquired. There were fjur sentinels during tne night. Toe la t one finished the canteen and called tbe Colonel. Tne Colonel shook the caateen, and sadly laid it down, with the remark that that b anked Lieutenant Colonel had been there and drank up his whisky. Down in Alabama there was usually a Court Martial running. There we're no courts except what the army famished. Their trials were very interesting. I remember that tha Court Martial was usually held over what had been a groceiy. I aooa found oat why that locality had been selected. galarly these ot us who had friends on the guard were summoned to testify as witnesses. We found, always, tbat we were to be examined as experts only, and our testimony related to the particular brand cf whisky that was produced that morning. It is needless ta say that we all voted in favor of Bourbon and against the white article of that locality. On the contraband question each fellow wax his own judge. No ood y knew what the general policy of the Government was the uovernment aia not itseii know and no body cared. I very early adopted the rola that I would not order a negro to be given up unless his master could prove hisiovaltr. Oa the other baud I would not keep the na gro ii ce wanted to go. Bat, singularly enough, neither of theci contingencies ever happened no master ever proved his loyally, and no. negro ever wanted to go. Tbe result was that there wu no end of distinguished confederates waiting on the ofiiers or men. Each darkey as ha c iqs waa bapt zsd by a new naaie. We had Bsauregatd, Lee, Johnson, Polk aad numbers of others. Orders would sometimes come to send negroes to headquarters. Bat these were never construed to apply to negroes whi were emplsjei. 8o tbey drill oog with the army uutil fioally tha Pro

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