Marshall County Independent, Volume 5, Number 46, Plymouth, Marshall County, 27 October 1899 — Page 3

TALMAGE'S SERMON.

THE DEER HUNT LAST SUNDAY'S SUBJECT. From the Ulble Text: Palm, Chapter xllL, Verse 1, Follow: "As the Hart I'auteth After the Water IJ rooks. (Copyright by Louis Klopsch.) David, who must some time hav; seen

a deer nun;, points uö nere to a nuniea river of God whicn is fun Gf water." stag making for the water. Th. fas- ßut many of you have turned your cinating animal, called in my text the back upoa that suppiy, and confront hart, is the same animal that in sacred your troublet and you are SOUred with and profane literature is called the your circumstances, and you are fightstag, the roebuck, the hind, the gazelle, ing societyt an(j you are fighting a purthe reindeer. In central Syria, in Bible sujng WOrld; and troubles. Instead of times, there were whole pasture fields drying you into the cool lake of heavof them, as Solomon suggests when he eny COmfort. have made you stop and says: "I charge you by the hinds of turn round an(j lower your head, and the field." Their antlers jutted from lt ls simpiy antler against tooth. I do th long grass as they lay down. No not blame you. Probably under the hunter who has been long in "John game circumstances I would have done Browns track" will wonder that in worse. But you are all wrong. You the Bible they wre classed as clean need to do as tne reindeer does in Febanimals, for the dews, the showers, the ruary and March it sheds its horns, lakes, washed them as clean as the Tne rabbinical writers allude to this sky. When Isaac, the patriarch, longed resignation of antlers of the stag when for venison. Esau shot and brought they say of a man who ventures his home a roebuck. Isaiah compares the money in risky enterprises, he has sprightliness cf the restored cripple of hung lt on the stag's horns; and a millennial times to the long and quick proverb in the far east tells a man jump of the stag, saying: "The lame who has foolishly lost his fortune to shall leap as the hart." Solomon ex- go and find where the deer shed his pressed his disgust at a hunter, who, horns. My brother, quit the antagonhaving shot a deer, is too lazy to cook ism of your circumstances, quit misit, saying: "The slothful man roasteth anthropy. quit complaint, quit pitch

not that which he took in hunting But one day David, while far from the home from which he had been driven, and sitting near the mouth of a lonely cave where he had lodged, and on the banks of a pond or river, hears a jack of hounds in swift pur suit. Because of the previous silence in the forest the clangor startles him, and he says to himself: "I wonder

what those dogs are after!' Then there be twice as many hands lifted as peris a crackling in the brushwood, and SOns present I say many of you would the loud breathing of some rushing declare, "We have always done the wonder of the woods, and the antlers best we could and tried to be useful, of a deer rend the leaves of the thicket, and why we become the victims of and by an instinct which all hunters malignment, or invalidism, or mishap, recognize, plunges into a pond or lake js inscrutable." Why, do you know or river to cool its thirst, and at the that the finer a deer, and the more same time by Its capacity for swifter elegant its proportions, and the more and longer swimming, to get away beautiful its bearing, the more anxious from the foaming harriers. the hunters and the hounds are to capDavid says to himself: "Aha, that is ture it? Had that roebuck a ragged

myself! Saul after me. Absalom after me, enemies without number after me: I am chased, their bloody muzzles at my heels, barking at my good name, barking after my body, barking after my soul. Oh. the hounds, the hounds! But look there," says David, "that hunted deer has splashed into the water. It puts Its hot lips and nostrils into the cool wavo that lasnes the lathered flanks, ai,d It swims awaj from the Cery canines, and it is free at last. Oh. that I might find in the deep, wide lake of God's mer:y and consolaticn. escape trom my pursuers! Oh, for the waters cf life and rescue! AS the hart panteth alter tne water brooks, so panteth my soul alter tnee. O God." Some of you have just come from me Adirondacks, and the breath of the balsam and spruce and pine is still on jou. The Adirondacks are now popu lous with hunters, and the deer are being slain by the score. Once while there talking with a hunter. I thought I would like to see whether my text was accurate in its allusion and as I heard the dogs baying a little way off, and supposed they were on the track of a deer I said to th? hunter in rough corduroy: "Do the deer always make for the water when they are pursued?" He said: "Oh. yes, mister; ou see they are a hot and thirsty anLT.al, and they know where the water is. and when they hear danger in the distance,

they lift their antlers and f luff the bim an the hounds, terrestrial and diabreeze and start for Itacquet or Loon . nUe. am, thpv iaT)Dpd his blood after

crSaranac; and we get Into our cedarshell boat or stand toy tne runway with rifle loaded ready to blaze away." My friends, that is one reason why I like the Bible so much-its allusions are so true to nature. Its partridges are real partridges. us osincnes real ostriches, and its reindeer real remdeer. I do not wonder that this antlercd glory of the text makes ;he hunter's eye sparkle, and his cheek glow, and his respiration quicken. To say nothing of its usefulness, although it Is the most useful of all game, its flesh delicious, its skin turned into human apparel, its sinews fashioned into bow strings, its antlers putting handles on cutlery, and the shavings of its horns used as a restorative, its name taken from the hart and called hartshorn by putting aside its usefulness, this enchanting creature seems made out of gracefulness and elasticity. What an eye. as if gathered up from a hun dred lales at sunset! The horns, a coronal branching into every possible curve, and after it sms done, ascend ing into other projections of exquisiteness. a tree of polished bone, uplifted in pride, or swung down for awful com bat. It i3 velocity embodied. Timid Itv impersonated. The enchantment of the woods. Eye lustrous in life and pathetic in death. The splendid animal a complete rhythm of muscle and bone and color and attitude and loco motion, whether couched in the grass among the shadows, or a living bolt shot through the forest, or turning at bay to attack the ho tnds, or rearing f. r its last fall under the buckshot of tl e trapper. It is a splendid appearance, that the painter's pencil fails to sketch, and only a hunter's dream on a pillow of hemlock at the foot of St. Regis is able to picture. When, twenty miles from any settlement, it comes down at eventide to the lake's edge to drink the lilyTads, and. with its sharp edged hoofs, thatt; rs the crystal of Long Lake, it 13 very picturesque. But only when, after miles of purs ilt, with heaving sides and lolling tongue, and eyes swimming in death, the stag leaps from the cliff into Upper Saranac, can you realize how mu'.h David had suffered from his troubles, and how much ho wanted God when he expressed himself in the words: "As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God." m m m There are whole chains cf lakes In the Adirondacks, and from ono height you can see thirty lakes; and there are said to be over SOO in the great wilderness. So near are they to each other that your mountain guide picks up and carries the boat from lake to lake, the small distance between them for that reason called a "carry." And

the realm of God's word la one" long chain of bright, refreshing lakes; each promise a lake, a very short carry between them, and though for ages the pursued have been drinking out of them, they are full up to the top of the green banks; and the same David describes them, and they seem so near together that in three different places he speaks of them as a continuous river, saying: "There is a river, the

streams whereof shall make glad the city of God"; "Thou shalt make them drink of the rivers of thy pleasures"; "Thou greatly enrichest it with the ing into your pursuers; be as wise as next srrinsr will be the deer of the Adirondacks. Shed your horns! But very many of you who are wronged of the world and if in any assembly between the Atlantic and Pacific oceans, it were asked that all who had been badly treated should raise both their hands, and full response should be made, there would uTt and broken hoofs, and an obliterated eye. and a limping gait, the hunters would have said, "Pshaw! don't let us waste our ammunition on a sick deer." And the hounds would have eiven a few sniffs at the track, and tnen darted off in another direction for better game. But when they see a deer with antiers lifted in mighty challenge to earth and sky, and the ek bid look3 as if jt nad been smoothed by invisible hands, and the fat si(les enciose the richest pasture that could Le nibbled from the bank of ris so ciear tney seem to have droppod out of heaven, and the stamp of iu foot dpfies the jack-shooting lan tern aud the rifle, the horn and the hound, that deer they will have if they t d j eak their nccks in tne rapids. So if there were do noble stuff in ycur make-up. if you were a bifurcated nothing, if you were a forlorn failure, you would be allowed to go undisturbed: but the fact that the whole pack is in full cry after you Is proof positive that you are spendid game and worth capturing. Therefore sarcasm draws on you its "finest bead"; therefore the world goes running for you with its best Winchester breech-loader. Highest compliment is it to your talent, or your virtue or your usefulness. You will be assailed in proportion to your great achieve ments. The best and the mightiest Heinz the world ever taw had set after the Calvarf,an massacre. The world paiJ notning to its Redeemer but a Krnfhi fom KT1ae3 and a rrosa. M h , . donc their best . make th world bette. hae had suph a rough time of it that all theIr pIeas. in .infi(.j nation nf th npvt worW an they would if thev could, express their own feelings in the words f the naroness of Nairn at thf of her long life, when asked if she would like to live her life over again: Would you be young again? So would not I; One tear of memory given Onward I'll hie; Life's dark wave forded o'er, "All but at rest on shore. Say, would you plunge once more. With home so nigh? If you might, would you now Retrace your way? Wander through stormy wilds, Faint and astray? Night's gloomy watches fled. Morning, all beaming red. Hope's smile around U3 shed, Heavenward, away! We are told in Revelation, 22:15: "Without are dogs," by which I conclude there Is a whole kennel of hounds outside the gate of heaven, or, a3 when a master poes in a door, his dog lies on the steps waiting for him to come out, so the troubles of this life m'c-.y follow us to the shining door, but they cannot get in. "Without are dogs!" I have seen degs, and owned dogs, that I would not be chagrined to Fee in the heavenly city. Some of the grand old watch-dcs that are the constabulary of the homes in solitary places, and for years have been the only protection of wife and child; seme of the shepherd dog3 that drive back the wolves and bark away the flock from going too near the precipice; and some of the dogs whose neck and paw Landseer, the painter, has made immortal, would not find me shutting them out from the gate of shining pearl. Some of those o!d St. Bernard dogs that have lifted perishing travelers out of the Alpine snow; the dog that John Brown, the Scotch essayist, saw ready to spring at the surgeon, lest. In removing the cancer, he too much hurt the poor woman whom the dog felt Lound to protect, and dog3 that we caressed in our childhood days, or that In later time laid down on the rug in seeming sympathy when our homes were desolated. I say, if some soul entering heaven should happen to leave the gate ajar, and these faithful creatures should quietly walk in, lt would not at all disturb my heaven. But all those human or brutal hounds that have chased and torn and lacerated the world; yea, all that now bite

or worry or tear to pieces, shall bi prohibited. "Without are dogs!" No place there for harsh critics or backbiters, or despoilers of the reputation of others! Down with you to the kennels of darkness and despair! The hart has reached the eternal water brooks, and the panting of the long chase is quieted in still pastures, and "there shall be nothing to hurt or destroy in all God's holy mount." Oh, when some of you get there. It will be like what a hunter tells of when he vas pushing hi3 canoe far up north in the winter, and amid the ice-tloes, and a hundred miles, as he thought, from any other human beings. He was startled one day as he heard a stepping on the ice, and he cocked the riffe ready to meet anything that came near. He found a man, bare footed and insane from long exposure, approaching him. Taking him into his canoe and kindling fires to warm hirn. he restored him, found out where he had lived, ar.d took him

to Lis home, and found all the village In great excitement. A hundred men were searching for this lost man, and his family and friends rushed out to meet him, and as had been agreed at his first appearance, bells were rung, and guns were discharged, and banquets spread, and the rescuer loaded with presents. Well, when some of you step out of this wilderness, where you have been chilled and torn, and sometimes lost amid the icebergs, into the warm greetings of all the villages of the glorified, and your friends rush out to give you welcoming kies. the news that there Is another soul forever saved will call the caterers of heaven to spread the banquet, and the bellmen to lay hold of the rope in the tower, and while the chalices click at the feast and the bells clang from the turrets, it will be a scene so uplifting I pray God I may be there to take part in the celestial merriment. And now do you not think the prayer in Solomon's song, where he compared Christ to a reindeer in the night, would make an exquisitely appropriate peroration to my sermon: 'Until the day break and the shadows flee away, be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether"? READING OF BOOKS. AYeettlnc Out Alt the Trash Possible In Self-lercnse. The ability to appreciate or the willingness to study a book, a great picture or even a great play is rare, says the Brooklyn Eagle. If the prosperity of art or literature depended upon this cultivated minority art and literature would be sorry businesses. That was the fact not so many generations ago, end poets and painters starved and begged and truckled to unworthy "patrons" all over Europe. It is doubtful if the proportion of strong minds has greatly increased since those unhappy days. There has been, however, an enormous increase in education, and the reading, the play-going and the picture-seeing haMis have grown accordingly. None will pretend that that is not a good thing t r art and literature, and no one lr.it a dyspeptic dictator would contend that these new readers must read the things which the dictator considered best for them. The people who read for education will read only so fast as they can assimilate. They will, perforce, confine themselves to a very s-mall part of the printed output, and will, in selfdefeuse. weed out all the trash possible. They will also read those books which appeal to their own minds and j will speedily Itarn to escape being lured into the perusal of books which are dry husks to them, no matter how vital they may be to book reviewers. This class of readers is small. It is the intellectual aristocracy. Undoubtedly it is a fine thing to have this caste increased. Children should be taught how to read books and that their education stops only with their death-bed. Take Time to He Grnerous. The ant is a pattern of industry and thrift, though very much overrated, but he was a cold utilitarian when he outraged the laws .of hospitality and recommended the poor happy-go-lucky grasshopper, as he had "sung all summer," to "dance ail winter." Ono can fancy the careful, prim, narrow little householder, with an odious air of virtue, freezing out the improvident suppliant. Thrift for its own sake is not wo garner up the grain, it should be that we may scatter it again to bring forth a good harvest. And if any man, even the thriftless, come to U3 beseeching bread, shall we deny him and ask, after the fahl, "Why did you not ; treasure up food during the summer?" i It is a gray day indeed which has in j it no grain of pleasure, no opportunity J for doing good, no sweet moment of I rest. The future is a sort of rapacious Moloch dtmanding humanity to sacrifice, to him the prcsrnt. The miser spends his heart's blood and his soul's peace to pay tribute to the monster; the fool laughs at his claims; but the wise man pajs lim a jiist tithe. Carrie E. Garrett, in the September Woman's Home Companion. rii Jiireii Wor Wlilxkrra. It was pay day in a certain English battalion quartered in Xatal. Private Smith, on receiving his month's "insult," minutely inspected a particular coin, hesitated and coughed; then he saluted and r.d dress d his officer: ' Please, sir," ho said, "this is a bad 'arf -crown you've given me." The cflicer looked at the coin. It was from the Transvaal ynd bore the likeness of Resident Krüger. "Oh, that's all right," ho replied; "the money is quite good; it will pars in the canteen." Private Smith saluted ;.gain. "Of course, if you say so. it's orl right, sir. But it's the firi-t time 1 ever see 'cr majesty wearin' whiskers." Exchange. Tim Itrnson. "Will you have a piece of tho pie, Sir. Goodman?'' asked Robby's mother of the minister. "Thanks, no." "Will yo-i, Robby?" she Inquired. "No, I think not," said Robby, rather hesitatingly. The minister looked at Robby in surprise. "I thought all little boys were fond of pie," he said, "They are," replied Robby. "I could eat that hull pie, but ma said if you didn't taica any, I musn't, and she'd save it Icr tomorrow." What to Eat.

COLUMBIA GEM OF

rhird and Final Yacht Race for America's Cup Won Against Shamrock.

The better boat, the better crew, the better skipper, in a racing, tumbling sea, have made the America's cup a resident of these hospitalle shores for another year at least. Such in brief is the story of the final race for the cup on Friday. The result will give satisfaction to all lovers of yachting, even to those who prayed for the Shamrock and Lipton's victory. For the triumph is not marred by a single criticism, not a single complaint, from the dpfeated foreigners. A better-kept course there never was nor more honorable dealing i between man and man. In the eleven times that the two yachts have gone to sea to battle for the cup there has not been one untoward incident upon which Lipton, Hogarth or their men could hang a single regret. It is beyond all dispute that a faster yacht than the Columbia has not been built. The marvelous Ken of the mind of the blind Herreshoff is not to be disputed tonight. The agony of waiting is over. The end of the race was so decisive, came about under such conditions, favorable, if anything could be favorable, to the Shamrock, that Sir Thomas Lip'on could only exclaim, "We were fairly beaten the cup has been handsomely held!" Game man that he is, he too must turn his face toward that bourne of defeat to which previous cup defenders sent Ashbury, Gifford, Cuthbert, Sutton, Henn and Dunraven all challengers, all losers. The technical story of the Columbia's third and final triumph is as follows: The official time of the start was: Columbia, 11:01:33; Sham rock, 11:00: 34. The Shamrock had certainly the better of the start, and with such a breeze blowing over her taffrail it seemed as if her chance had come to show her speed in a run down before the wind. In setting the Columbia's spinnaker the boom had been slacked so far forward that at 11:30 the sail lifted over the headstays by the force of the wind. For a moment it looked as if the sail would be split, but by careful handling of the guy it was brought back to its position in a few minutes. Those who expected to see the Columbia walk right away from the Shamrock were disappointed. Five minutes passed, ten, fifteen, and there was no noticeable difference in the positions of the boats. The green yacht maintained her lead, her spinnaker remaining exactly where it was put, and spilling the wind into the staysail, jib. and baby jib topsail, which sails had been carried from the start. Capt. IJarr, at 11:11, finding that the Columbia was not overhauling the Shamrock to any extent, had the working topsail set. The spinnaker continued to behave badly, living over the headstays twice in the next twenty minutes, thereby losing seconds of time for the yacht. The course of fifteen miles to leeward was to bring the yachts down off Asbury Park for the turn. When they passed the lxng Hranch pier, at about 11:50, the Shamrock was leading by an eighth of a mile, Columbia sailing directly in her wake. Columbia took in her forestaysail at that time, leaving only the jib as the headsail. At 12:15 the Columbia, which had been steadily gaining on the Shamrock, passed her to port, taking in the working topsail as she did so, so as to be ready for the windward work. Her spinnaker came in at 12:18, and the jinamrock's was doused thirty seconds later. It was to be close work at the turn. Both skippers held on to their spinnakers to the last moment, and there had been no chance to round in either yacht's mainsheets. The official time at the outer mark was: Columbia, 12:19:00; Shamrock, 12:19:17. The Columbia's elapsed time from the start to this point had been 1:17:25. Shamrock's 1:18:43, showing that in the fifteen mile run before the wind the Columbia had gained 1:18. The yachts were only seventeen seconds apart at the turn. This was Indeed clcse work after a fifteen-mile spinnaker run. Leaving the mark to starboard, the Columbia luffed widely around it, while the crew hauled aft the main sheet. The Shamrock's captain waa forced to make a still wider turn. Then, luffing up sharply, he tried to cross Columbia's wake and capture the weather berth., Skipper Parr, however, had a weather eye out for such an emergency. He gave the white sloop a "North River" luff, placing her well out on the Shamrock's weather bow. It took about five minutes to get tho sheets trimmed and for both yachts to settle down to business on starboard tack. Capt. Hogarth gave the Sham-

rock a good, hard full, hoping to outfoot the Columbia. The wind was now blowing at least twenty-five miles an hour, and there

was a lump of a sea on sufficient to make the racing craft do some rather heavy diving. They heeled till the greater portion of their weather bulges were exposed. At 12:32 the Shamrock's topsail was taken in. She was then throwing spray in clouds across her deck, making, if anything, worse weather of it than the Columbia. Capt. Hogarth put her about at 12:40, and one minute and thirty seconds later the Columbia went about. This was about twenty minutes after they had rounded the outer mark. The Columbia was then between a quarter and a half-mile to windward, and the same distance ahead of the Shamrock. She was increasing her lead every minute. Both tacked to starboard at 12:."7. Holding this tack for twenty-one minutes thej- came about to port, the Columbia having been steadily outpointing the other. At 1:19:05 she went about to starboard for a short board of five minutes. Shamrock, however.made the short board to port, and tacked to starboard at 1:24:30. During the next fifteen minutes the Shamrock made three tacks and thr Columbia two, and at 1:40. when the Columbia tacked to port, the wind had fallen lighter for a short time. At 1:43 the Shamrock, then on the starboard tack, sent up a small club topsail. The wind soon freshened.canting a couple of points westerly. The Shamrock, having split tacks with the Columbia, was heading inshore on the starboard tack when the shift came. Hogarth at once put the Shamock about, and took advantage of this slant. It was noticed when the Shamrock came about to the port tack at 1:4! that her position had been considerably bettered, partly perhaps by reason of her carrjlng the club topsail, making her foot faster, but chiefly because of the shift of wind, which she apparently got a few minutes before the Columbia. At any rate, when the Columbia tacked to starboard at 1:5G, she met THE SPECTATORS' FLEET. the ShamroLk on the other tack, heading to the northward, and it looked doubtful for a few moments if th American boat could cross the other's bow. Capt. Ran did not give Hogarth the chance to find out, but tacked to port at 2:02:30, leaving the Shamrock on his weather quarter about a quarter of a mile away. Roth were then heading well up for the lightship and the finish. At 2:32 the Shamrock made a short hitch inshore of about a minute. The Columbia also made a short hitch of two minutes to port, going about finally on her last tack to starboard at 2:37:10. She dashed across the finish line on this tack three minutes later, fetching by the lightship, which marked the lee end of the line, with plenty of room to spare. Every man aboard waved his hat or sou'wester as he stood up close along the weather rail a moment after the whistle blew. The Shamrock crossed the finish line on the same tack, after tacking close to the committee boat's stern. Sir Thomas LIpton's yacht finished five minutes seventeen see-onds after the Columbia. She was defeated in this race, the final one of the series, six minutes eighteen seconds actual time, and six minutes thirty-four seconds corrected time. The l.Iffly Modern Srhoolhor. From the St. Ionis Post-Dispatch: It is time for school again. The American schoolboy is usually willing enough to see the school doors open in the fall. He has little to fear and a great deal to anticipate. If he behaves himself he knows that school lifo is full of pleasurable experiences. The schoolreiom is not a prison nor the tcneber a bogey. It was not always so. On both sides e.f the Atlantic, not so many years ago, Shakespeare's picture (f the whining schoolboy returning to school was true to life, because tho school was conducted altogether by the rule of force. When Jacob Faithful went to school, as Capt. Marryatt relates in the veracious narrative of Jacob's adventures, he had teachers, ore of whom is thus described: "Mr. Knapps was a thin, hectic-looking young man, apparently nineteen twenty years of age, very small in all his proportions, red, ferret eyes and without the least sign of incipient manhood; but he was very savage, nevertheless. Not being permitted to pummel the boys when the Domine was In the schoolroom, he

THE SEAS

played the tyrant most effectually when he was left commanding officer. The noise and hubbub certainly warranted his interference; the respect paid to him was positively nil. His practice was to select the most glaring delinquent and let fly his ruler at him, with immediate orders to bring it back." This instructor had other very unpleasant habits, and the Domine was nearly as much of a savage. Dickens' picture of Schoolmaster Squeers was too often true to life. The schoolboy of today has fallen upon pleasant times. If he fails to appreciate that fact it is because he has had no opportunity to compare his lot with that of the schoolboy in generations past and gone. LIFE ON A BATTLESHIP. Captain Ii Wry Formal, but Otlivr Officers Ar Frr. First of all, of course, comes the captain, who. in spite of the dignity and grandeur of his position, must at times fel very lonely. He lives in awful state, a sentry (of marines) continually guarding the dcor, and although he docs unbend at stated times so far as inviting a few officers to dine with him, or accepting the officers' invitation to eline in the wardroom, this relaxation must not come too often. The commander, who is the chief executive officer, is in a far better position as regards comfort. He 'omes between the captain and the actual direction of affairs; he has a spacious cabin to himself, but he takes his meals at the wardroom table among all the officers above the rank of sublieutenant, and shares their merriment: the only subtle distinction made between him and everybody else at such times is in the little word "sir," which is dropped adroitly in when he is being addressed. For the rest, naval nous is so keen that amid the wildest fun when off duty no officer can fel that his dignity is tampered with, and they pass from sociability to cast-iron discipline and back again with an ease that is amazing to a landsman. The wardroom of a battleship is a pleasant p'ace. It is a spacious apartment. taking in the whole width of the ship, handsomely decorated and lit by electricity. There is usually a piano, a good library, and some handsome plate for the table. It is available not only for meals, but as a drawing room, a common meeting ground for lieutenants, marine officers, surgeons, chaplains and senior engineers, where they may unbend and exchange views, as well as enjoy one another's society free from the grip of the collar. A little lower down in the scale of authority, as well as actually in the hull of the ship, comes the gunroom, the affix being a survival end having no actual significance now. In this respect both wardroom and gunroom have the advantage over the captain's cabin, in which there are a couple of quick-firing guns, causing those sacred precincts to be invaded by a small host of men at "general quarters," who manipulate those guns as If they were on deck. The gunroom is the wardroom over again, only more so that is, more wildly hilarious, more given to outbursts of melody and rough play. Here meet the sublieutenants, the assistant engineers, and other junior officers, and the midshipmen. London Spectator. Knslanri Iitett !r-at din. From the Ivondon Telegraph: Our Woolwich ceuTospondent writes: "The royal gun factories at Woolwich have just turned out a gun with a range so much in excess of any previous ordnance that the government range at Shoeburyness has been found insufficient for ascertaining its maximum range. When lired for the first time the shot went out to sea, miles beyond the targets. Though the range of the new weaj)on has not been actually measured or calculated, artillerists estimate it at fifteen miles, or about ten miles more than that of the latest rifle small arms. The government at the present time possesses a measured range at Shgeburyness of 10,000 yards; and though in actual practice very few shots would be fired at a longer distance at sea (owing to the curvature of the oaith), the government has elecided to purchase an extensive strip of coast land eastward of the present range, and as this would necessitate waiting a long time before the trial of the new gun could be proceeded with, it lias been shortened about twelve inches, so that it can be tested under existing conditions. When the government range has been lengthened, the maximum range of the new weapon will be accurately ascertained." Firt Industrial l'lpo it ion. Perhaps the first industrial exhibition on record was held in 15C9, in the Rathhaus of Nuremberg. A catalogue published at the time thus states the purposes eif the exhibition: "It shall bring before the public all innovations in the trade of the whole world in modern times, together with domestic art production."

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