Indiana State Sentinel, Volume 28, Number 10, Indianapolis, Marion County, 10 March 1880 — Page 9

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THE INDIANA STATE SENTINEL, WEDNESDAY, MAHCn 10, 1880-SUPPLEMENT.

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 10.

It is about time to cultivate spring chickens and kill spring kittens. Ecbop furnished ths United States last year 20,642,396 gallons of wine. Osr the 1st inst the United States treasury held out of circulation $146,750,753.04 of gold coin and bullion. Isdicatioss are not farorable for quiet In San Francisco, but the probabilities are that the Celestials will have to skip out. According to Mr. Vennor, the heavy snow storms of the season will come after the 15th inst, the heaviest being on St. Patrick's Day and the day following. William II. Vakderbiist, in an address before an agricultural club, lately, advised the farmers, if they would bfcome suddenly rich and own $31,500,00) in 4 per rents., to water theirstock regularly. There seems to be no longer any doubt as to the choice of tie Chicago convention for a presidential candidate. Grant is the man. He could scarcely be more odious, but he is as mach preferable to Blaine or Sherman for a candidate as a canary bird would be preferable to a buzzard for a lady's pet. It ia highly interesting to note the vigorous blows which the Grant, Blaine- and Sherman Republicans are dealing each other. The harmony of the Republican party is like unto that which characterizes the meetings of cat and dogs when they meet in a back yard and contend for the possession of putrid meat. The grand jury has adjourned for the term. They did not find any strength in the charges of the romancists of the Journal and Eaquirer bureau These worthies, however, continue to coin their usual bich of trash, but they have never given their readers the most remote intimation thst the present management of the benevolent institutions are saving $5,000 every month to the people of Indiana. Thk humiliating fact is now universally admitted that the Supreme Court of the United States is completely debauched. It Is simply a Rspublican partisan caucus, in which the majority of the jatfges have their robes so befouled with partisan prejudices as to make the court a thing for flings and jeers, a burlesque upon justice and law, and a stench In the nostrils of al I good people A Washington dispitcb. says that lawyers who constantly practice before the court boast of being able to tell in advance how certain cases will be decided. Unfortunately for the country, the Federal courts through out the country are,. as a general thing, pre sided over by ä set of Republican juJgep.who carry so much partisan hate pressure to the square inch that they can no more do justice in a case bearing a semblance of pariisanism than they can lift themselves -an to the bench by their boot straps, and this is Republicanism in the Federl courts. Lk Drc tells Le Fevre that he would like a permanent Industrial palace, or exhibition cmüülnic, a division of loretary, a a i vision of meteorology, aud a veterinary division, together with large additions to uU division of Meeds, his division of statistics, bis division of botany, his division of entomology, and his division of mlcoscopy. Considering that In one year from to day his official head will be orT, Le Due Is needleeidy agitated for new dl visions. New YorJt 8un. What General Le Due would like is in the interest of agriculture, whether his head a year hence is on or off. The agricultural interests of the country have been shame fully neglected by the Government, while millions have b9en squandered to keep up an unnecessary standing army, to pay for unseaworthy tug boats of war, and to feed and educate Indians. The time has come for a change of policy, and if the farmers of the United States do not Insist upon a change, they are unmindful cf their welfare and of the prosperity cf the country. Le Due's head ia level with regard to the development ot the agricultural resources of the country. THE JOURNAL AND THE EXODUS COMMITTEE. The community was strtled a few days since by the announcement that Judge Martindale had been eummonedlo Washington to testify before the exodus committee. We therefore anticipated a vast upheaval of facts a tidal wave of theories and a meteoric hower of oratory which would lift Windom and Blair out of their boots. But we are cow informed that the judge ia not going to Washington to swear before the exodus committee. We regret this exceedingly. We wanted some member of the committee to draw out the judge upon the Journal's declaration that "Nobody's daughters demand white husbands or none, except those of Democrats." We know, if the judge were examined upon that shameful intimation, that the daughters f Indiana Republicans would marry negroes, he would be in a most lamentable dilemma. He could not deny that the filthy innuendo was published editorially in the Journal December 4, 1870. No Republican lady can read It without blushing crimson. It is in ail regards the most filthy, fou!, unclean. Impure, dirty, disgusting, sickening, loathsome and offensive insinuation against the daughters of Republicans ' ever .' published In . an Indiana' newspapers. It is nasty beyond description." And yet the Journal did say, that "Nobodys daughters demand white . husbands or none, except those of Democrats." "We wanted the judge closely examined upon that abominable "oblique hint" to the detriment of the daughters of Indiana Republicans, and we insist that the judge shall be taken to Washington and ex

amined as to to what he knots .upoa the subject. We want the judge to tell the committee if he knows of one daughter of an" Indiana Republican who does not prefer a white man to a negro for a husband. Iiis paper has said that "nobody's daughters demand white husbands or none, except those of Democrats." It is true or it is false; if true, we insist that Judge Martindale, who, It is believed, controls the Journal, shall, in open court, establish the truth; if it is false, we insist that the Journal shall take it back and apologize to the da ghtera of Indiana Republicans whom his miscegenation insinuation is so well calculated to offend and humiliate. It ia fair to assume that the population Of Indiana, not including negroes, amounts to 2,000.000. Of thsee, the Republican party being largely in the minority, we conelude 800,000 are Republicans. Of these Re publicans it is safe to say 400.000 are Republican ladies, of whom at least 100,000 are daughters of Republicans of marriageable aje. Now we submit the query; en it be possible, as the Journal has declared, that "Nobody's daughters demand white husbands or none except those of Democrats? We repeat, can it be possible? We are anxious to ha?e Judge Martindale investigated upon the subject. It is of vastly greater importance to the daughters of - Indiana Republicans than the "star service," or the sale of one-third of the Journal, or onehaif of it, to General Tom Brady, or the appointment of Hitt and Snyder to Government offices. The Journal's intimation might lead the pauper neeroes, imported by Republican rascals from North Carolina, to vote the Republican ticket, to conclude that Indiana is a filthy miscegenation State. The vile innuendo Is well calculated to ad vertise the State abroad in a way most offensive to refined and cultured Republican ladies, and Judge Martindale ought to be required by the exodua committee to give reasons for publishing euch an abominable statement. The Sentinel has sought to do justice in this matter to the daughters of Indiana Republicans, and will continue to do so. No partisan considerations shall deter us. If the Journal expected to induce North Carolina pauper negroes to vote the Republican ticket by saying that "Nobody's daughters demand white husbands or none except those of Democrats," we shall rot hesitate to impress upou the minds of the negroes that they have been deceived. We hope Judge Martindale will be required to go before the exodus committee and state to the country why his Journal on the 4th dry of December, 1879, published the detestable innuendo which disgusts Regublican women and which we have quoted and denounced.

POLITICAL NOTKS. The Louisville Democrat favors the nomination of General Hancock for president, but Rays: If Hancock Is not to be the man, then, It's take Wm. H. Kngllsh, of Indiana, or exUnited States Senator Trumbull. or Illinois. The Aogusla (Ua.) Chronicle says that an Ingenious Ipublican representative at Washington calculates that at least 50 of his party would be supplanted in the House by Democrats, In case of Grant's nomination There is some consolation In that. The Atlant Constitution publishes allst of over 600 names of prominent citizens from all parts parts of Georgia, giving their preference for the Democratic presidential nominee. It is terribly mixed, but the Tilden element predominates to a decided extent, with probably Hancock next. Bayard and Thurman have many also, and many favor Grant. The Cleveland Plalndealers says: The Republican convention of New York nominated an electoral ticket, showing they have abandoned the idea of capturing electoral votes by legislativ enactment. It is fair to presume that the adherents to King Conkllng of New York, remembered the fact that the present Democratic Congress has something to do with the next count, and yielded their desires to their fears. The Columbus (O.) Democrat thinks that nearly one-fourth of the delegate to the Chicago convention have been chosen, and nr.ay be classed as follows: For G ran t. .......... ......... .....132 for Ki m a ndB. ....... ......... . - 10 r or DO MMMIllHiM mni mumm 20 For Htierman 2 We are daily assured by the anti-third termers that the Grant boomers are becoming discouraged. It would be difficult to make out any grounds for discouragement in the above showing. The Louisville Democrat asks: And now what? Why, let the party discard and disregard the personal preferences of both factions, Jump clear over their broils and take men who are not mixed in the quarrels on either the Tilden or the Kelly Bide. In shorli the Democratic party- must not take sides either for Tilden or Kelly. If it ahould, unfortunately and purblindly do so, it will assuredly be defeated overwhelmingly next No v ember. TUden can not be taken without of fending Tammany; Kelly can not be taken without offense to the Tilden-Roblnson set; but they can be united bn Governor Seymour. General Hancock, Senator Bayard, Hon. Wm. English, ex Beaator Trumbull, Judge Field, Hon. 11. J. Hewett, Governor Joel Parier, Speaker KandaU, Hon. J. W. Stevenson, or one of a score or two more names we could easUr mention, not least, among them the Hon. Henry Waterson. The Columbus, 0., Democrat, thinks that the Bherman boom Is wrecked In Louisiana. There is no hope for it there. It came about in this way. Mr. P. B. 8. Pinchback wanted an office. He was ready to pledge the delegation of Louisiana to Sherman for any office. He went to Washington to see about it He stayed there a good while and thought sure he would get to be collector of the port of New Orleans. But the president nominated another man, whereupon Pinch left In gieat wrath, vowing he would declare himself for Grant. Sherman bustled around and got Mr. Hayes to withdraw his nomination and give Pinchback the office. Mr. Hayes was dilatory about it, bat finally did so. He sent the name of P. B. 8. Pinchback to the Senate as collector of the port of New Orleans. It was too late. While Mr. Hayes was deliberating about It, Pinchback declared for Grant. Thereupon the president withdrew bis name. Somebody blundered, and Sherman mourns the loa f Louisiana's delegates. .

TUE FAST YOUNG 31 AN.

Tabernacle Sermons. Discourse of Rev. T. DeWitt Talniage, on Sunday Morning, February 39. 'Thayouuger son gathered all together, and took hi journey iuto a far country ."St. Luke xt, 13. 'Doyou remember that sermon on the father's kiss?" said a man as he thrust his arm into the carriage-window at the close of one of my meetings in England. "Do you remeuiber thath sermon on the father's kiss?" I said, "Yes, I remember it." Said Ire: That sermon saved my soul. God bless you. Good-by." I thought then, as I think now, that a man might preach a hundred sermons on the parable of the prodigal son, never repeat himself, have conversions under every sermon, and yet not exhaust the theme. God help us while this morning we turn our attention to one part of this great subject. 3Jv text sots us down in a home cf Oriental m luxuriance. The proprietor of the e&tste is a lordly man. How he got his property, whether by agriculture, or merchandise, or by inheritance, I can not tell; but there was nothing lacking to make the father and hid two sons comfortable. Across the broad acres the flocks grazed, the sheep and goats followed by their bleating young. No sudden occasion of joy could come but they would be ready for it, for there was always the fatted calf ready to be roasted and carved for the banquet. The table on ordinary days, and when there were no visitors, had a surplus, enough and to spare. The wardrobe was filled bo that there must have been a good deal of unrolling and unpacking and takin 5 down of garments betöre they could decide which was the best robe. There were plenty of jewels in that household, and rings fit for the hand of a princess. Fleet-footed hired people served in the house and barn and field some to prepare the food, some to tend the wardrobe, some to butcher the flocks, some to harvest the grain. Amid that luxuriance of park and orchard and cat-tie, the year rolled around, and if any people in all the land ought to bo happy then the lord of the estate and his two sons ought to have been happy. But.as now you sometimes find in the canto family great variety of temperament, and two sons rocked iu the same -radle developing opposite histories, so there was great difference between the two young men of this manor. The older was settled in his habits, fond of farming, incurious about the world, phlegmatic, withal splenetic selfish, jealous, wanting everything to himself. The younger son was of an ardent temperament, wanted to see the world, enthusiastic, inquisitive, ungovernable. That he was frank, I know from the confessions he afterward made. That he was soci.'I, I know from the way he went into society. He was not ashamed to work, for when reduced in circumstances, rather than write home for money, he put himself into the office of a swineherd. But ho was a bad boy. lie was Impatient of restraint. He wanted to get away from the old homestead. He wanted to be his own master. He could not wait until hi father's death to get his property. In England the property goes to the oldest son; in this country the property is generally divided equally among the children But in this Oriental country two-thirds went to the older son and one-third to the younger son. Oli! how impatient to get that one-third was the younger son. So there is an inventory made of the estate. The value of the land so much, the valuo of the wardrobe so much, the valueof the jewels so much, the value of the sheep and cattle so much, the valuo of the notes and bonds so much added up, aggregated, divided into three parts. "Now," says the father to the younger son, "here's your one-third; take it. I am sorry to have you go. You turn your back on a beautiful home. I fear you may fall into perils by the way. I h id hoped you would be my stay in declining years, out I can't keep you if you are not happy." The morning comes for the young man's departure. The servants do not go to the field as early as usual, for they want to see the last of the young adventurer. I think they each one have some little gift to present, however humble perhaps a cluster of grapes or an apple, or a flower perhaps some nice morsel prepared by the house servants and put away in his sack. Right in the doorway stands the father. He thinks of much counsel that he would like to give, but he does not say much. The fact is, he does not want utterly to break down. Oh! it is hard when you'have planned for a child, and educated a child, and caressed him, and patted him, and fondled him, and denied yourself many comforts for him, to have him go away because he is not satisfied with his home. No wonder the old man did not say much; but his lip quivered, and the tears rolled down his cheek, and he said: "Farewell, my son, God bring you back again, that with these old eyes I may see you before I die. Farewell, farewell, my son," and he kissed him. So God would set forth by parable the fact that we have all gone away from home and trudged out into a far country. Our first parents had a magnificent residence. Harvests without any plowing, fruit without any insect to sting the rind, all the beauties and glories of spring and summer and autumn concentrated in one day of brightness and joy and love; but they did not liko it, and they went off into a far country. We have repeated their folly. God is our home. Charles Kingsley, when he was dying, in rap'.ure cried out: "Oh! how beautiful God is. God is our beautiful home; but we do not like Him. All the paternal kindnesses can not keep us back. "We take our portion of blessings, and we trudge on, and we wander far away, bruised, and chased, and hungered, and sick of sin, willing to do anything, though it were filling the swine's trough, rather than to go back home again. All wo like sheep have gone astray. "And the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country." May God this morning overwhelm our souls with the solemn lesson First, I remark that when a man goes away from God he very often goes away . from early religious influences. That was so with this fast young man of the text. You know that he must have had good influences around about him, yet he travels off. And you often now find a man entirely thoughtless, who had a good father, or a good mother, or both. It was not the amount of positive religious talk in the household.butthe Christian atmosphere that pervaded it. That scene often comes

veiy graphically before your soul. Perhaps yon are walking across the cornfield in time

of lusking, or you smell the ripe apples of the orchard while you are riding past, or youjeome upon a family relic or a profile cut in old style, and you find yourself musingover the past, and you think how, barefooted, you pattef ed along through the furrows your father turned up, and of the hay. race loaded with golden sheaves, and of the brenk that you waded for pebbles, and of voir mother seated at the evening-stand, looking up at you through her spectacles. Ye, you remember the Sabbath morning whn they took you to church, flttd out in garments knit or woven, or faslioned by her own hand. You remember just how the hand looked, the roughness at the end ot the finger lrom the touch of the netdle, the color the blue veins on the back of the hand. Alas I thht hand still forever. And you remember the house of God. You remember just how the tombstones looked around the old meeting house as you went in, and the hum of the bees amid the clover-tops abcut the grave. You remember the man of God in the pulpit. Those psalms and hviins are floating in your memory to-day. "i ou remember the family altar where your parents knelt, sometimes with their sorrows an! their anxieties, tarrying longer than you .oti Id have wished. You remember the evenhg prayer that was taught you. Can it be yo.i have forgotten it? You remember the morning when you left homo to sock your own fortune. You remember as you came to the last turn of the road and looked back at the old farmhouse just how it looked, and wuhed you could cry and have no one know it. Ohi-th.t old scene, that home scene; you will never forget it. You may have been out in the world 40 years, 60 years; ytu can never forget it. God was in that home. Your parents loved Him. They consecrated you to Him at the altar in baptism. They remembered you in their dying prayer. It was their great desire that ycu might be good and Christian and useful. V hen they bowed their heads in the grave, it was in the hope of lifting it up again in the resurrection of the righteous, and joining you in the great home-circle of the saved. Do you think that you will meet them there? Do you pray as much now, at this time, as you did when you were five years of age, six years of age, seven years of age? ' Have you walked in t he path that they marked out for your? Sometimes when you can not sleep, do you think of an early example and the prayers offered for your salvation? 0 Lord I God, of a Christian ances try, have mercy on us. But I remark again, that when a man goes away from God he is very apt to go awav from Christian associations. It was so with the you ni man of tho text; it is so with many. There was a time when you regularly attended the house of God. You were surprised at the words of the chapter this morning, they were so very familiar to you. There was some Presbyterian, or Methodist, or Baptist, or Episcopal church where tho faces were all familiar to you. But somehow you have been wandering away from Christian associations. Your friends are not, perhajs, those who love God and keep His commandments. You are not as much shocked at profanity as you used to be. Perhaps you occasionally indulge in it. Perhaps you have been to places where you once could not have been persuaded to go, or vou have been floating away you squarely face the fact this morning, my brother, that vou have been floating away from God and Iiis people. If you wanted some one to pray for you, you would hardly know whom to ask. If you were sick and dying, and you wanted some one to implore mercy on your soul, you could not ask your rieuds they do not know how to pray. If your little child were dying, and you must fold its little hands over the silent heart, and close the long lashes over the bright eyes, and you wanted some one to talk of Jesus and the resurrection, they could not do it. They have no hope of resurrection. Rather than all their wit and their brilliancy, you would send for some plain Christian man who, knowing nothing else.knows how to talk with God. They can laugh with you, they can sing with you, they can drink with you, but they can not weep with you and they can not comfort you. Oh! have you not been floating away from your family altar, floating away from the altar of baptism, floating away lrom Chistian associations. away from God and away from Heaven. But, I remark again, when a man goes away from God he goes away from happiness. Now, uiy friends, what 1 have already said may be inappropriate to some of you for the reason that you bad no early Christian surroundings; but this remark is true of everv one in the house. Going away from God, you go away from happiness. There is no peace in a life of impiety. Now, my brother, be frank and just confess that when you compare your life as it now is with your life as it once was you are not happy. Do you have any calm contemplation of the grave, in which your body must soon molder, and of the eternity into which your spirit must soon fly? As intelligent men, as common-sense men, you know what a short and uncertain thing life is. Your business partner foil suddenly and fatally sick. Your friend dropped under apoplectic stroke. Walking as you do on the edge of perils, without one item of preparation for the great eternity, are you happy? No. No. No. This world can not make a man happy. Tamerlane conquered half of it, and yet he could not conquer his own spirit. Haman is wretched because Mordecai will not bow to him. Herod is in agony because a child is born in Bethlehem. Ahab goes to bed sick because Naboth will not sell his vineyard. Felix trembles because a plain minister of the Gospel will preach righteousness, temperance, and judgment to come. Henry VIII. is in a rage at Thomas a Bocket. Alexander, wanting more worlds to conquer, is drowned in his own bottle. From the time of Louis XII. to Louis XVIII. there was not a straw-bottomed chair in France that did not stand more firmly than the throne on which they reigned. The frivolities of this lifo can not silence a disturbed conscience, its voice crying, "I am immortal. The stars shall die, but I am immortal. The earth shall flee at the glance of the Lord, but I am immortal." The unpardoned soul, from all its midnight caverns echoes "Immortal! immortal i' Yet a man will take up tho cup of sin and think he has found happiness in it, and while it glitters and foams ia kis grasp he will say, "Aha! I have found it, I have found it,' and the words of Moore break from his lips: Till the bumper fair, Every drop we aprlukle On the brow of car ßoii othea wy a wrinkle." And then he quaffs the bowl to the dregs, but the never-dying worm wound up at the bottom strikes him, and in its dreadful coil throttles his soul forever. Oh! my friends,

there is no peace away from God. The

, sweetness of sin, like the honey gathered irom the rhododendron, makes that man mad who eats it. As the Persians planted a red flag wherever a tiger had slain a man, bo I lift a warning this morning against all sin in the places where men have been destroved. The fact is that the soul is too large a craft to sail up the shallow stream of sinful pleas. ure. Going away from God you go away from happiness. Now my invitation is to all those who have wandered away to come -er -m . . nact, l do not invite the righteous; I invite the prodigals. I have seen your dis quietude. You may think that the Lord does not want you back. He does. He sends me out this morning to say so. He wants vou to come back. I come on the bended knees of my soul, and I beg you to quit mat wilderness. Christ puts one hand on His bleeding side, and he puts the other nana on Iiis bleeding brow; then lie 6tretches forth His hand blood-tipped and says: "Come unto me, all ye who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest' The Holy Spirit has moved upon your heart, and if I should ask those this morning who would like to rpturn to their Father's house by repentance and faith, there would be many hands lifted, I think. You would be willing to start now, but you know not which way to take. God help me to show you the way. Throw yourself on God; say to him, "I am a sinner, save me; I am a prodigal, give me rest; I make no apology for my crimes; I plead the sacrificial blood of the Son of God." God will not shut the door against 'thai poor soul. Famishing and dearth and death in the wilderness, but rest, perfect and everlasting rest in God. "Though your sins be as scarlet, thev shall be as snow." tfhere is a fable which says that Mahomet rode on a ete! called Albarak from Jerusalem to Mecca in one night. . The steed had eyes like jacinth, and the fable says at every step it went as far as the eye could reach. But oh! with what swifter step cometh the rider on the white horse, cometh to pardon, cometh to bless and cometh to save. There may be those here who, as I have said, have wandered off from early religious influences, and I would like to charm them back by some beloved memory. Oh! if your parents could come and sit by your side to-day how they would urge yuu to God. If I could sing, I would sing one of the old songs with which they blessed your youthful life. Would to God that the family altar might sneak, and the family Bible that comforted them in their old days. I plead by those anxious tears and by those dying supplica tions, l ea, if they can hear my voice, I would that they might come out on the battlements of Heaven, and give emphasis and weight to the plea I now make from the door of their sepulchers. If with such a Christian ancestry you reject God,how can you escape? But there are others perhaps who have no such blessed memory of early days. You came into life without any benediction, and you have trudged along under all these disadvantages. I want to tell you this morning that though you may be a stranger in church, though you may be a grievous wanderer God is ready this moment to give salvation to your bruised spirit. Oh! prodigal, come home. In the next hundred years you can not find an hour so fit for your coming as this, it is such a blessed hour. God calls so tenderly to your soul, our hearts are so warm to greet you, everything is so calm. I give you the children's hymn: ' come to Jesu, coma to Jems, j aft now. II will mt you. He will aave 70a, jait how; Oh! believe Him. Ohl believe Him, jaet now. Don't reject Him, don't reject Him, Just now." "Ohl" says some one, ''it is only a question of time." But when? I tell you now is the time. I have stood in this place and presented these truths to men of whom it was said afterward that it was their last offer of mercy. I have stood in the pulpit and looked into the face of a young man and invited him to Christ, and before the following Sabbath we had put him away to his last sleep. Every time the clock ticks a soul rushes into eternity. I have prayed God that this truth might go straight to the mark, and make you think and make you feel. You see your duty as plainly as you see me. You want to be saved. No man can come as near the gate of the kingdom as you are, and give it up without awful risk. God only knows which one of this auditory shall this morning fatally and forever quench the spirit. I was reading of a ship that was coming from California during the time of the gold excitement. The cry of ''Firel fire!" was heard on shipboard, and the captain headed the vessel for the shore, but it was found that the ship would be consumed before it reached the beach. There was a man on deck fastening his gold around him in a belt, just ready to spring overboard, when a little girl came up to him and said, "Sir, can you swim?" He saw it was a question whether he should save his gold or save that little child, and he said, "Yes, my darling, I can swim," and he dashed his gold on the deck. "Now," he says, "put your arms around my neck; hold on very hard; put your arms around my neck." And then the man plunged into the sea and put out for the beach, and a great wave lifted him high upon the shore, and when the man was being brought to consciousness he looked up; the little child, with anxious face, was bending over him. He had saved her. It. was a beautiful rescue. But between us and the shore of safety there is a deep flood. "We can not swim it. Christ, the Lord, comes to the rescue. He takes us upon His shoulder, He plunges into the wave of blood and tears, and a billow of human hate and infernal wrath hurls Him dead upon the beach, but we go forth safe and free. Ohl the matchless sacrifice of the Son of God. This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptance, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners. "For einoera, Lord, Thon camet to bleed. And I'm a sinner vile indeed; Lord, I believe Thy grace i free, Ob! magnify that grace In me." Very Embarrassing It must have been tremendously embarrassing to that nice young man out at Bowling Green, Kentucky, who escorted the preacher's fair daughter to church Sunday night, and arrived Tate, to hear the reverend gentleman read from the Bible as the couple marched up the aisle. "My daughter is grievously tormented with a devil," which verse occurs in an account of a New Testament miracle. The whole congregation snickered, and it would be hard to tell which felt worst, the preacher his daughter, or her escort. "We hear sound furthest just before a storm, when the atrr.ospere is lightest. Two reasons are given for this phenomenon; one is, that the air being moist, has more than its normal conducting power; the other is that the low lying strata of clouds confine the sounds to the earth.

BITTER : TTOBCS.

Bitter wordi, how deep tke? rankle, ) Striking like a deadly dart. When the Upa wa love Lava harUd than Through the armer of the heart, Fraught with folly, toon repeated . Thoogb they may U, yet they lis ', , 'Mid the heart's bright blooming rote. Like a enake that will not die. Oft their ating wa etrive to banish. But, alaa! it is In vainBitter words when onoe they're tpokaa. Never after lote tbeir pain; , r ; i Kever after lose their angnlsh; , Never after loa their dower, '- Jost a touch, howe'er they're hidden, Brings again I ha old-time power. Many a heart has loet its treaaorae," -Many a hart lta heaven shore, For the word of hitter meaning, . Cometh from the lips wa love. . Bitter worda; oh, bitter, bitterKeep them cloee within thy breast; "; Thy may mar a whole Ufa's maalc, . . And destroy a whole life's reet. ' FASHION NOTES.

"Waistcoats are going out of rogue a if Satin bridal toilets are still in fashion. " ' Guimpe is again a fashionable trirnming, . ! Among new goods woolen moires appear. Tulle continues to be the preferred bridal veil.

Buttons with invisible eyes will be much used. "White faille is again in vogue for bridal dresses. The bonnet of the day and hour ia the flat turban. Five o'clock tea is the fashionable party in Lent. Beads of every color aDDear In bonnet decorations. Silk muslin crowns for bonnets will be much worn. The Fanchon is th ... Ö . chip bonnets. Iiubv beads rla aa I V.o. latest novelties. Square handkerchiefs of bright colored striped foulard are twisted into pretty dress caps for ladies, and fastened on the head with " large Spanish pins or bouquet of artiflcial flowers. All fashionable coiffures in "Enrnr aim worn low on the neck. Bridal drsses are mar! MMi in V.o 1, and with elbow sleeves. The fashion of wearinir rxiwder in tha for evening toilets is to be revived. Sleeveless habit corsacea of velvet or tatis. are worn over ball bresses of tulle or gauze. The fez shape for ladies indoor cans. either for morning or evening wear, is much used. Heliotrope and cream will be the fash ionable contrast of color for earlv anrintr millinery. Twobououets are now alwava anld to gether one for the hair, and the other for " the corsajre. Tinted cearl and enamel button a Viav eyes in the middle so deeply indented that they are invisible. Lilac flowers of two kinds and ahaA ar fastened together with a silver ribbon for corsage bouquets. T'nflFWl or rtlenttwl nltilrnTii VA Kl.n. of waistcoats, but thev are unbecoming tn " any but slender figures. Ecru lace of the Kama b.Ti4a aVa Ynl4cloths and French buntings that they trim will be much used this season. Ecru of a darker and riener 1u1a tVian nf former seasons appear in most of the latest importations 01 spring dresses. Litrht woolen and silk and wool mutoriili will be more fashionable for full dresa even in the summer than silk itself. A great canache of feathers. rf twn nr three ostrich feathers, placed far back on the 1 v . .... leu Eiaeoi tne Donnet, is very stylish. The high flaring Valois collar. k6tt ia placo with wire, is found among new styles . of neck garniture on the richest toilets. Ladies' moraine: and evenine caps are made of figured tinted foulards and satins in preference to lace or tulle, and the fez-shape is preferred to all others. The latest novelty in dress erooda is ecru cotton, thicker than the heaviest unbleached muslins of last summer, and with bavadere stripes of bright shades of blue, scarlet, yellow , and blank. Over these bayadere domestics are some times draped the cheese cloths of last summer. ' 1 At a large charity ball lately riven in Paris there was observed & large proportion of black satin toilets, the most distinguished being that of the Countess of Bechevet, described in the London Queen thus: 'The skirt cut i with a long train, was trimmed in front with motifs of passementerie, representing the cactus flower. The pistils of each flower were marabout feathers, mixed with jet. There were draperies on each aide of the skirt, and the low bodice had epaulettes, and narrow row ot lace tor short sleeves. The epaulettes, or rather shoulder straps were diamonds, inasmuch as these were arabesoues of small bril liants on a black velvet foundation. The lace of the sleeves was embroidered with jet, likewise the trimming on the bodice and the bordering to the basque. A band of black velvet encircled the throat, and a single dia mond star served for headdress." Something New In Courtship. In the TransvalL when a young man roes courting, the young woman brings into the room with her a candle, which sets oa the table. "While it is burning he has an opportunity to plead his suit, for no decisive answer can be giveffuntil it is burnt out. If the girl has her mind made up 6he brings ia a very short stump of tallow and the light soon flickers away; but sometimes the damsel, after bringing in a full-sized candle, has been known to snip off a piece of it slyly or blow the light out. If the customs of the Boers prevailed in this country what a pretty opportunity a coquette would have for hovering about the candle with a pair of snuffers, gentle snipping off a piece of the wict every few minutes, while ber swain was stating his case, and going as near to quenching the important flame as she could. Of course continuous and close snuffing would in du time put out the candle, but ia the meantime the hopeless lover's condition would be.atrangely tantalizing.

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