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VOL. XXVI, NO 30. IKDIAXAPOKCS, WEDNESDAY MOUSING, MARCH 14, WHOLE 3STO. 1895.

Vor the Bunday Bentluel.J TIIK PRESS.

BT JUDO REID. Great moulder of the public mind, Stern monitor of right and wrong. Yet gentle an the summer's wind Which softly wakes the JEollan song. The Ten Is mightier than the 8word" The Press 1 stronger than the crown. And Mind enthron'd, earth's proudest lord Must kneel before and sovereign own. Wake! wake to life the slumbering dead. Tue heroes of the sword and pen! Of those rrho fought and nobly bled, Restore to life their deeds again : Bring bsck from Rlnai's mount of fire The prophet-ruler, tern and bold From Judah's land the sacred lyre, And David's spear and harp of gold. Restore again old Grecia's land, Where Cad mos wrote and Homer Misg; And bring to life the Bpartan band And let their banners free be flung; lie thinks I hear the martial trtyul Of Athens' great and watlike son. Buch men as him are never dead. The hero of proud Marathon. Come set yonr types, thou wonderous power; Restore again the Rt man throne; Where Virgil's pen enchained the hour And Ccesar dared not calm the throne; Rouse Horace from tils silent sleep; Let Ovid sing of love and wine, And Rome's imperial eagles sweep From Indus to the German Rhine. The German Rhine! that glorious land, Where ürst thy power and might began Which broke the strength of Rome's command, And o'er the world enfranehls'd man. Rich are thy banks with verdant vine; Thy daughters fair, thy sons are brave, And wealth and fame a one combine, And free thy ban tiers proudly wave. Come, deathless power, assert thy throne; Command the wreath of flowers and gold, And claim as right the laureate crown, Which sword and Are assum'd of old; Bring to thy feet thy men ot might. With Faust and ail thy noblest sons. And set the types and shed their light ' On field of fame like Marathon's. "The Pen Is mightier than the Sword," The Press is stronger than the crown; And man Is greater than a lord, And knowledge richer than a throne. Wake, wake to life th-m wonderous power The souls of men who silent sleep, And stamp on Time thy Arm Im prent. And call them from their 'lumber deep. With such array behold the Presa, Proud emblem of the power of mind; Before whom lords and kings confess The sword la weak as summer's wind. The press, pore as the mountain's snow. Stern monitor of right and wrong; Stands stern as is the mountain's brow, Yet gentle as the Kummer' song. For the Sunday Sentinel.! MRS. FLANDERS'S CASE. BT MRS. SALLIE A. RAMAGK. Nobody ever connected the two circumstances; in fact, nobody, I imagine, ever thought of them at all. They were of no importance to any one but the women and children, and they well, they were too poor to be of any confequence anywhere, except In the sight of God. One night last fall a prayer meeting was in progress in a large down town church, and the prayers and Bongs were so fervent and loud that the sound floated out upon the street, and a ragged, dirty woman stopped at the door and listened. Getting a little closer to catch the words that were more gently and softly Spoken, until when the congregation arose to sing, she slipped into the back pew, and then half hidden in the corner peered out On. the scene. The room was warm and pleasant, a soft carpet stretched from the door to the altar, the seats were nicely cushioned, and close by her hand was the song book that was nsed in the church. She was cold and ragged and in every way a miserable looking creature, and yet she enjoyed with keen pleasure the ease and comfort of the pi are. She turned idly, curiously the leaves, hunting for the hymn that was announced, catching a glimpse here and there of a familiar word or phrase unseen and unheard since her childhood. She bowed her head during the prayers, but watched furtively the men who led the devotions. She had heard something like this when a girl; she had repeated Our Father, who art in heaven; she had said ber morning and evening prayers once, but that Was so long ago that It wa more like the memory of a dream than that of a reality. The minister's language she could underStand, and it touched her heart, and losing some of her fault and trespasses with every word, the womanliness, the purity of her early life in a measure returned and she determined to "do better." She was a human being, with bates and loves, with cruel and generous impulses continually warring in her heart, just like the men and women we see every day, pawing and repassing thr m on every avenue of earth. Once In awhile they appeal to us in their struggles. Sometimes we lift them up, but generally we go by on the other side. 8he went out ino the darkness again as he last words of the benediction were said, the same outwardly, the same rags and dirt and unkempt hair, hut with a little ray of light in the heart that had been so full of blackness and sin. This Christ who bad healed sinners, this tired and weary traveler resting by the well and talking to the wo man of Samaria, would not turn her away, She felt and believed with a timid trust that was born of her utter desir and ber longng for something better than she had known. There was one clean, white spot in her heart, one place that the little ray of light shone upon with a clear, steady glow ber lore for ber chlMren, the fsthcrlrti ones

that were all she had worth living for. Her husband, a drunken wretch who died rarirg with delirium tremens, had given her blows and curses until she was used to them.

and his death only relieved her of a burden that she could not regret, and yet she cried over the cold form that had been her girlish ideal of manly grace and beauty. She washed, she scrubbed, she begged for a living, and went hungry and ragged from one day to another, at first hoping for better times, but at last neither resisting nor leaving the current that was sweeping her into the great stream of sin and guilt She called one room in a tenement house home, though the dreary place, with it dirt stained walls and floors, its broken window and gaping door could awaken no regard for the name. Her neighbors were like her, some of them a little better, many a great deal worse; some striving, trying to lift themselves higher, but the majority content with their level and eager to pull the others to it. In the summer the block was known to breed and foster disease, and the deaths were many. In winter the story was the same, only starvation and cold swelled the list. The authorities kept an eye on the locality for thieves and criminals, but not a glance for those who would have been better and would have done better for a little aid. People are generally careful to remember that "God helps him who helps himself," and do not interfere, forgetting that Jesus left his disciples to do the earthly work after He ascended. Mrs. Flanders, or as she was called by her acquaintances, Nan Flanders, kept thinking busily all the way from the church to her own door, and she made some resolutions that at least did her credit, though her carrying any of them out was so problematical that it was best not to be too confident a to future good results. But the next Sunday two children, frightened and trembling, gave their names to a teacher in the Sunday-school, and on the roll of the infant class they were recorded Mattieand Willie Flanders; and the second circumstance stood alone before everybody but a woman sitting alone in a dreary room ia a tenement house. The other pupils looked amazed at the two strangers, and they were rather odd little creatures assuredly. Their clothes were old, but they had been washed and an attempt made to mend thera but it was a failure. They were worn out and neither seam nor patch could hold them together. Their shoes were soles with here and there a stitch holding them to torn, thin uppers. A faded shawl was pinned over Mattie's head, and the red, cold fingers fumbled with the scant fringe. Their mother had borrowed the brimless crown of a bat for Will, and he smoothed the cloth with something akin to pride, and returned the curious glances of the other boys with a defiant look. The children whispered a little, noting the many interesting objects in the room, full of wonder and awe at the strange sights and sounds. Their teacher, after a few songs, and a few verses in the Bible, and the roll call, and the collection, said a few sentences about the lesson, asked a few quettions, and then in response to the superintendent's bell marched the class back into the larger room, and all were dismissed. No one had spoken to Mattie and Will beyond asking their names. Everybody had been so busy about something else. The infant class had 90 members, "one of the largest classes in the city," the teacher said proudly, and no one could exnect her to know anything of her pupils beyond their names; possibly if their parents were among her friends she might recognize a few more particularly. She could not imagine that this one hour, from 2 to 3 o'clock, Sunday afternoon, lifted some of these boys and girls out of the cold and misery and sorrow of their every-day life, and gave them glimpses of something brighter and better. That the story of Jesus, of his love and pity, was the only one that they ever heard that was not calculated to make them more sinful and wicked. That from degredation and woe all the other hours and days of the week, this brief space only was kept pure. The officers of the school could not be expected to remember how few kind words the poor and miserable ever had, and somehow between their onorous duties find time to cheer and comfort, and the "better clast" of scholars remember the home training and precepts, and neither speak to nor notice strangers. They draw themselves as far away as posble from the tiny, shrunken forms and ragged, shabby clothing of the beggar children, trying to keep close in the footirints of their elders. Once in a while there is a child, or rather an angel resting on earth ere winging its way back to heaven, who forgets poverty and wretchedness and degradation, and tries to do some good to other children; one who shares its good fortune alike with all, but keeps ever the best tor the most needy. All winter through the snow, over the slippery pavements, quivering with cold, Mrs. Flanders kept her children going to Sunday school, and at night she would slip in to service, listening, hoping, trying, at last praying. Down in the darkest corner of the pew, the old, faded hood tightly drawn over the addened face, the thin shawl hid ing the weeping eyes, she prayed for merry, for forgiveness", for pity, for love, and though the preacher and the choir and the people knew nothing about it. Jesus came into the poor heart, and if all that wai offered was only a crust and tears, he accepted and blessed. The neighbors saw and wondered at the change. She wa just aa poor, could get hungry- jut m qnlck, needed nit w much

clothing as ever, yet somehow she never grumbled, nor quarreled, nor complained. Her children were clean though their clothing was ragged, and she kept them closer to her, as much as possible drawing them from evil society and influences. Now and then she could get a day's work, and carefully she spent her wages, little or nothing for herself, but all for Mattie and Willie. She got discouraged, down-hearted, sad, but she kept trying, kept praying, and God never forgot to bless and save her. Her ambition has been to get ber children decently dressed for Sunday, and slowly she is accomplishing the task. There is many a dress, many a

coat, many garments hanging up in closets or tossed away in trunks that would protect and warm them, but it is nobody's business to hunt them up, nobody's business to ask if they are needed, and the snow and the cutting wind and cold bite and sting, and that too is nobody's affair but the ones who suffer. The church and the Sunday-school are to unite in raising money to buy a new carpet and a new organ and some handsome chairs for the altar next month, and the bet ter class of pupils are bringing their pennies now to help. Some nights Mattie and Willie go to bed hungry and cold, they lie awake shivering and crying, and their mother almost gives up in despair. Do you blame her? Sometimes she hunts all day for work and goes home at night without a cent. She begs now and then a few cold victuals,but on principle many times she is refused; people "do not believe in encouraging begging." It is beg, or steal, or starve which is it best to do? Though she does not know it, there are kind hearts that will help her, willing hands that will strengthen her. One of the members of the church, who is not very demonstrative, nor prominent in speaking or public work, who, in fact, is regarded by the, zealous as rather a "weak vessel," has heard of the woman and her children, and quietly has determined a plan of permanent relief.' Not of spasmodic alms giving, but giving what is better to an able bodied, honest man or woman honorable work, with fair wages. And yet, before this relief comes before the woman can earn enough to support her what is her condition? She must try to get work. Failing in this, she and her children must beg or steal. We can not afford, say public economists, to educate and keep a race of paupers. We can not allow people to steal, says private and public interest, and we must not allow them to starve, says God. Which must we follow? FASHION NOTES. Dresses are made narrower than ever in. front. The new sleeve for dresses, "La Religieuse," is very wide at the wrist and has only one seam. Suits which for some time have been said to be going out of fashion still remain popular, and will be worn during the coming spring and summer. Milliners say there can be no change in bonnets till the hair is dressed differently, and hair dressers say there can be no marked change made in the arrangement of the hair till the bonnets are different in shape. A drawing string across the back breadths to bold them back is the rule almost without exception on French dresses. Knife pleating still prevails on the newest dresses. Around the bottom of the skirt are two rows of fine knife pleating, each two inches deep when finished; above this is a flat hand of galloon, or of bias brocade, or of plain silk; and by way of heading are two upright pleatings that stand but with more fullness than is seen in the lower pleats. The newest white muslin frills have the heavy scallops wrought in color. For ginghams self trimmings are preferred, in pleated or gathered ruffles headed by bias bands; there are also colored cotton galloons for trimming mch dresses. 8prigged and figured Swiis muslin suits made by this design will have puffs of the material edged with lace and lined with ribbon. Square bows will fasten the front, and many long-looped bows trim the pockets and ornament the back of the polona se. If the polonaise is made of washing material, it is best to omit all linings of the waist and sleeves, as no matter though the dress goods and the lining are both shrunken hy being washed he fore they are made up, they are still liable to further shrinkage when washed a t-econd time; as the two materials are of different quality, they will not shrink precisely alike, and the consequence is the outside is either drawn or w inkled upon the lining, and the fit of the garment is spoiled. There are prospects of shirred sleeves coming into use again. They will be plaiu from the wrist up to the elbow; then come some shirrs, and the upper part of the sleeve will consist of a putting. The princess dress is still greatly varied in trimming, and the greatest addition to it yet made is the extra train. This train is arranged in several ways. One of t'.e prettiest trimmings con sisis of a number of small flounces about an inch deep and closely ruched. For instance, a black velvet dress may be made with a gold colored satin train, with nine flounces of this kind trimmed with lace, with gold worked in. The front of the waist opens, showing a golden colored brocart Lou's XV. vest, trimmed with the tame lace, slightly ruched. The lower part of the sleeves are of broi artand the upper part of black velvet, trimmed with two puffings. Now for even less expensive goods, such as wash poplin, debege, or such materials, a very stylish dress may be made by making a demi-trained skirt, finished with a flounce, beaded by a gall son. A polonaise with whole fronts and French backs is buttoned the full length behind, bat the right side breadth at the back is plaited in deep plaits on the under arm seam, and then the but tons are placed enough farther apart than' the button holes at the back :o take in the additional fullness. A pocket is placed far back on the right side, finished with a bow of gray ribbon. Gray ribbon knots adorn the frost and a fringe to match in color fin ishes it at the bottom. Deep raoresquetaire cuffs, finished wita a hand and button, com plete the sleeve. This U appropriate for any spring won t,

FOR THE LADIES.

Watching For ratb.fr. There's a little face at the window And two dim pled hands on the pane. And oraebody eyes are fixed upoa The gate at tht end of the lane. The hills have canght the shadow Which herala's the coming night,' And the lane, with Its flowery fringe, grows dim To the watcher's anxious sight. Where ha'f way down, Li Re a glittering crown, A Are fly band have clustered Round an aster's leaf A royal chief A driven herd are mustered. Away behind. With busy mind, But a step that Is lieht and free, And a sun burnt face On which the trace Of a hard day's work you see, Comes the farmer home from toll. Driving ibe cows before him; And the child-eyes, strained at the window there. Were the first In the house that saw him. Ah! would, when the day Is done And I leave my cares behind me, I could have such a pair of winsome eyea Searching the night to find met Two ladies are conversing on the qualities and demerits of their own fair sex. Said one, with a twinkle in her beautiful blue eyes, "I have never known but two women who were really perfect." "Who was the other?" asked her companion, with a smile on her fine thin lip. The Royal Agricultural society offered last ?-ear a 100-guinea prize for the best managed arm in the central districts of England. Twenty-one farms competed for the prite, and one managed by a woman took it. The judges declared her farm to be an exceedingly good example of a well managed one. and in advance of all the others in point of productiveness, suitably of live stock, and general cultivation with a view to profit. Lady Anna Gore-Langton. sister of the duke of Buckingham, governor of Madras, said the other day that men in India were to a great extent ruled by the women, who were very conservative and had a great ob jection to any improvement in their cus toms. The lower class women worked very hard, pulling stone rollers, cutting grass, and in helping their husbands in bricklaying. The natives treated widows very badly; their clot Des and jewels were taken away from them, and they were made as miserable as possible. Matilda Joslyn Gage has been a careful gleaner of facts in regard to the industrial occupations of women, and her "Decade bpeecu ' on the progress of education and the industrial avocations of woman, published in Paulina Wright Davis' history of the woman sun rage movement, is full of valuable information. In this paper she reports women as gaining a pecuniary support as "stenographers, engravers, printers, telegraphers, photographers, cabinet makers, engineers, doctors, druggists, dentists, oculists, merchants, clerks, bookkeepers, payroasters, barbers, real estate agents, insurance agents, etc. - - Temple Bar has an interesting article on "The Influence of Women on Religious Worship, the Stage, and Literature," in which the following passage occurs: "The notion that the world was made principally for women, and for those ' objects which woman have most at heart, has quickly been seized upon by managers, and one usually goes away from the theater with the feeling that it exists either for the purpose of exhibiting what are called female charms or of appealing to those sentiments which are generally supposed to be of a feminine cast. The heroic has been driven from the stage, and the domestic and sentimental have usurped the ground it once proudly trod." It is not now considered tobe any part of the office of the drama to "purify by terror." The hour before bedtime is a very good one for the mother to be with her children. Then she can hear their accounts of the day. The little things that went wrong in school. the quarrels with playmates, the lessons that were bard; and all the happy events, too, can be told then, and she can give sympathy and counsel, as it ssy seem best. Let no little heart go uncomforted to bed. If the child has been nauhty, and mother has been displeased, let bereitend forgiveness. and kiss it into peace before it goes to sleep. The last hour of a child s day should be very near to God. With a feeling that mother loves it, and that the Father above will send the angels to take care of it, it should fall quietly into the soft slumbers of its night. Time enough for grief aud trouble by and by. Do not stay in the house too much on these bright days. Mothers wonder why they so often have headaches, and why their health fails, and their nervea trouble them. They are sure they have exercise enough. So they have; but it is not al was of the right kind, nor taken in the right way. Sweeping, dusting, scrubbing, baking, putting rooms in order, and so on, are all very well: but one hour of walking in the open air will often give an amount of strength which notuing else imparts. Other occupations fatigue, but there is a tonic and a vital energy in the fresh, pure air outdoors. Take in long breaths, and rest the eyes which have been busy in spying out cobwebs and dust by letting them look on the blue hills, the silvery streams and Ute bare trees lifting their graceful branches against the sky. It niotUer went out-doors more frequently she would not so often have to lament that she had spoken crossly to the children. W ell, Sophronia Ann, I'm glad you've come. A great many things has happened since you was here in house-cleanin' time. You know then I hadn't been near the Methodist chuicli for nigh on to a month; an' all Clarence Centre was a laughin', an tt-making fun of our new minister's wife. How dreadful they did talk 'bout that blue velvet bonnet of hern! At last the women in the church couldn't stand it no longer; so they went to Miss Brown, an' they told her that people thought she were a Injuria' an' a-keepin back the Lord's work by a wearin' sich a wicked, worldly bonnet. An' then says Mine Brown: "Ladies, I should like a new bonnet very much. The blue velvet was my weddin hat, nearly two years ago. Since then my husband has been m poorly paid he has not been able to buy me anything new. 8o I have been obliged to wear this kat summer and winter." Now, Sistr Pipkin she had an old black silk apron jest as good as new, an' she said if the other would take hold an' help she would have a sewin' bee, an make up Miss IJrown a de cent bonnet. I didn't care notmn 'doui me bonnet hutseein' Miss Pipkin waaa-goln to the pains of a-gittiu' np a simper, 1 thot I'd cn an' help 'em. Well, if I do say It, wa wade one of the purtlejt bonnet you em

laid eyes on. There was none of them hifalntin things about the bonnet An' we sentit to hr that very night Nnwr in meetin' next Sunday mornin' they all looked at Miss Brown's seat to see bow the new bonnet looked on her head, but she wasn't there. After the prayer was over, who should they eee but Miss Brown a-coru-ln' up the aide, a-boldin' ber head higher than a kite. An' do you suppose she had on our new bonnet? No. indeed. But she did have one of them black felt hats that come way down over a person's-eyes, an' are ail covtred with black ben's feathers. It looked a great sight wus than her old one. An' the meanest of all was, next mornin, when old By er, the washwoman, came to do Miss Pipkin's washin', she bad on that very same black silk bonnet that we had took sich pains to make for Miss Brown.

ALL SORTS. At Scarborough. A gray sky and a gray sna. All in the wild March weather: A wind that bore down the storm -tor red shore Bnow-flake and spray together: A wreck's jagged timbers, iiharu and brown. That shivered, aiid awajed as the tide went down; Red roots high In the aualnt old town. A headland grim, with a rastltd crown. ao.M WB8U9 oi wuuerea neamer. A gray sky and a gray sea. And a noise like rolling thunder, An the f am new faxt on the bitter blast That ion the wave asunder; A go den sand-reach, long and low, Black rocks that 'mid ages of ebb and flow uard the beautiful bay, where long ago Came ships with the Rven flag at their prow t or Biauguter, lire auu piunaer. A gray sky and a gray sea, And two who stood together With hands closed -clasped aa hands are grasped That are parting, parting forever: Two whote pale lips quivered to say ine words tue world bears everyday. As for all we struggle and weep and pray xoungnearts must oreax in uie'i lever-piay, auu unas are ugni to sever. A gray sky and a gray sea. Where white gulls stooped to hover; Their broad wings flashed aa the great waves aasnea Where by lover lingered lover: Those two may nevermore meet again; uui ine wua Maren wind, witn its cuaxe ana strain. Will for aye recall the passionate pain Of that farewell tryst by the stormy main. When nrswove s drvam was over. Macmlllan's Magatlne. A Mrs. Newton Sears, of England, arises to dispute the authorship of the novel called "Kismet" with Miss Dudu Fletcher, of America. Philadelphias have paid $8 500 for a house to be used as a home for aged couples. The institution will be open to all sects, and applicants must be over sixty. Miss Rosalie Poe, the sister of the poet, who died in Washington several years ago. once told a bookseller of that city, to whom she went and asked perniiss'on to borrow a copy of her brother's poems, that everything belonging to Poe had been taken from her by certain parties for a mere pittance, $10 or $12, and afterward sold at high prices to English publishers. - A Texas newspaper informs its readers what kind of people they want in that state. They have twice too mauy doctors and nineteen times too manv lawyers. In fact they propose to "swap off" lawyers at the rate of 40 lawyers for one northern farmer. They would like a few more good preachers, and a great many less poor ones. But the great want is farme s; "five million good farmers" will receive a welcome within the borders of Texas. But they want "earlv rising, hard working, sober, good managing men." That the late Canon Kingsley was devotedly fond of plants of all kinds none who knew him or have read his books will doubt Eversley rectory is literally covered w tu vegetation, consisting of magnolias, wistarias, Japanese honeysuckle, ceanothus, roses and ivy. That garden, which is of but small extent consists ot a mixed border of hardy flowering plants and creepers, seen on the right of the picture, and a solitary circular bed on a gnus plot at the opposite end, filled with similar plants. A factory lad joined a burial clab in Man chester, England, and informed his sister, a lass oi 15, that if be were to die the family would get $30. The girl came to the con clusion that his death would be a good in vestment for the family, so one morning she got some vermin poison and seasoned tne can of tea which be carried to bis work. It gave so eculiar a flavor to the tea that after tasting it, he emptied tne can. tie men tioned the circumstance to bis parents at night and they discovered a sediment of vermin poison in the can. The girl, when arrested, confessed her guilt 'I did put the poison in the bottle." she said with sweet simplicity. "I thought it would kill him, and we needed the ounai money." The worst and most lasting effects of the buxiness depression are not seen upon the surface. They lie deep in social life, and are not easily traced. Unfortunately, there is as yet no perfected system of statistics of marriages, divorces, births, abortions, the causts of sickness and death, prostitution, theft, and other crimes. Such statistics would throw stronger light upon the sub ject of human progress and decay than any other facts, and H is to oe regretted mat our census report, admirable go far as it goes, dot s not deal in these importai.t figures. Individual investigators have collected valued social statistics of localities, but there has been no attempt at a general system. One day to Charlotte Cushraan came an affected lady, who aid. with the evident desire to exhibit her very superficial learning:: "My dear Miss Cushman, do you read Emerson?" "No,' replied the famous aetn S4 bluntly, without the least attempt to appear wise. "Is it possible you do not admire Emerson?" with a look of utter astonishment. "Quite possible." Miss Cushman said no more at the moment but afier a little ste launched forth into a beautiful and dratu&tio recitation. Her finished rendition ol everal of Emerson's most brilliant apothegms was simply magnificent, ending with,. "Be yourself; do-not imitate every great man la unique," using the words as if they were her own, and uttered aa onlv Charlotte Cushman could utter them. Her purpose was obvious. The lady had not recognized a single line of ber "favorite author." "Why. I thought you did not read Emerson," said one. "Nor do I; but I have looked through him." May Chamberlain, a pupil in the normal school at Geneseo, N. Y., who failed to pass the reaulxite examination at the completion of the first year, and was troubled with fear that she would have no better success, swallowed strychnine on Wtdneaday, and died immediately. She was ' but twenty yean old.

THB LAXD or ORKAHS.

A mighty rearm la the land of dreams. With steeps that hang In the twilight sky. And weltering oceans ana tral.lng streams. That gleans where the daeky valleys lie. Bnt over its sfcadowy border flow Hweet rays from the work of endless morn. And the nearer mountains eatch the glow, And flowers na the nearer fields are born. The souls or the happy dead rvpalr From their bowers of ligut to that border land, And walk In the fainter glory there, With the souls of the living hand in hand. One calm, sweet smile, in that sftadowy sphere From eyes that open on earth no moreOne warning word from a voice otice dear, How they riae la the memory o'er and o er. Far off from those hills that shine with day And fields that bloom in the heavenly galea. The laud of dreama goes stretching awav To dimmer mouuUlui and darker vales. There lie the chambers of guilty delight There walk the specters of aullty fear. And soft, low voioea that float through tn nicht Are whispering sin in the hopeless ear. Dear maid. In thy girlhood's opening flowers, Bcarce weaned from the love of childish piay; The tears on whose cheeks are bat the showers That freshen the early bloom of May! Thine eyes are closed, and over thy brow Pa thoughtful shadows and joyous gleams. And I know, by thy moving lips, that now Thy spirit strays In the laud of dreama. Light hearted maiden, oh heed thy feet! Oh keep where that beam of paradise falls; And only wander where thou mayest meet The blewttedoives from its shining walla. fk shalt thou ome from the land of dreams With kve and peace to thia world of strife; Aud the light which over the border stream Shall lie on the path of thy dally life. W. C. Bryant. THE STATE. Rushville has a one-armed drayman, Petersburg is gloating over a $10.000 slander suit Ghosts are said to be wandering about the streets of Waterloo. Elizabeth Cady 8tanton will lecture in Mitchell about the 23d inst La Porte has borrowed $2,000 to pay the interest on her water bonds. Columbia City is going to invest $10,000 for steam fire engines. A good move. meets at New Castle March 30 and 31 The eity-dade of Knightstown have bought a "hook and fire apparatus" at a cost of $325. The Bluffton Chronicle says large prepa rations are being made there for building in the spring. South Bend Register: The city has only about $1.000 in the treasury. But then it can borrow more. Twentv new masonia lodges have beon es tablished in the state since the meeting of the last grand lodge.. Decatu Pees: - A-dmnken mob ot radi cals paraded the streets Saturday nightshouting for Returning Board Hayes. Vincennes 8un: The recent cold snar will retard the growth of the wheat some, but will not materially injure the crop. South Bend Tribune: Lots of frozen qnails were found after the snow drifts had melted from the helds, in some parts-of the county. Rushville Jacksonian: Luther Benson will lead the religious services at the Metho dist church to-night, and possibly for the re mainder of the week. New Albany Ledger-Standard: Farmers are beginning a wholesale slaughter on the worthless nogs that are running through the country killing sheep. Franklin Democrat: The failure of the First National is having a very depoeseinr effect upon business of all kinds. N trade, no confidence and no money. Lagrange Register: The state line don't amount to much; our officers walk over it wuh prisoners from Michigan without a requisition from the governor. Fort Wayne Gasette: The treasurer of a certain organization in this city has dfec imped with the funds of the concern. Amount, between U and $&U. Huntington Democrat: A tramp, in the calaboose took an overdose of belladonna, a few nights ago. aud had a desperate wrestle with death. He overcame the grim monster at last Salem Independent: Out ia Franklin township, this county,, there is a guk-h rich in gold, rrospecting is now going, on. Won't somebody, write to Pre lessor Cox, our state geologist New Albany correspondent Louisville News: Deputy County Clerk. Ben T. Tuley yesterday issued a certified eopy of a mar riage license issuea in l03. to. junta u. uaniel and Mary Brown. T Litatla Ttf-lti stskol Tariff TTi ftimA wUnAMa AJdtajr C b 13 W f aa . . w i j-a v w a ax.cxTx. s were examined by th prooecuiiiNft and 69 A Ka iifiintiA tsa trtn TTaiiit.itaaii eTWA hlin. IUI lliv uvjirsov jm sue Ah v sjr - cv uwu dred and two people ought to be able to give consiuemDie ugui upon. a suojeci. Warsaw Union:. The revivals ttl religion are steadily pressed forward and the sinners are yielding t the irresistible a-paeals ot tne righteous and elect Ttu good werk should go on until tl last unbelievee ia counted ... . . . . - i i in. AJl we asc is nonew retuctuiig Doaras. New AlhMiy corrrspondsnt Louisville , News: Christian 8earutn, ol JeflVrsonville,, , tarries long aver the flowing boi, ar.d as i result last night cnchifei to take h't strychnine- straight which he did to tlaeamount ol five grains.. It a some time Im fore the pison began to take effect Ihriatrian (th old sinuer) meantime absolutely refusing to taKe tse antidote preocribvd ky Drs. Graham and Fonts. Finally, however, they succeeded n doeing him. and t last advices, from mr neighboring cj ty the would be suicide was ready for knUher spree A terribW and fatal accident occurred on tSe farm of Mr. Horatio Genutjg. on the CWlestown road, to miles eat of New Albany, Wednesday afternoon. M.T. Geiiung's little fcve-year-dd daughter, in company with a small brother, went ir4to a field and built a fire, and plating rtround it, the daughter's clothes toot fireandKn wrapped hev body in flames.. The mother ran to her relief and succeeded in Extinguishing the fljiues, but not until the child bad been terribly burned. Dr. Theo,, Meurer was called In and did all that tuedVi-al skill could sugtmt to alleviate the. atiff.'rinss of the little uc, bat death relieve, brr tnTi tw tortursv