Pike County Democrat, Volume 24, Number 8, Petersburg, Pike County, 14 July 1893 — Page 6

EJGHT FROM THE CROSS. . 4 ( - Dr. Talmage Talks on the Evening Time of Christian Life. May Have Betn the Darkness and Sorrows of Former Days. At the Keening Time the Light from the Cross Shall Triumph. The following' discourse by Kev. T. DeWitt Talmage was delivered in the Brooklyn tabernacle irom the text: At oveqlng time it shall be light.—Zeeh. hr.. T. While “night,” in all languages, is the symbol for gloom and suffering, it is often really cheerful, bright and impressive. I speak not of such nights as Dome down with no star pouring light from above, or silvered wave tossing up light from beneath—murky, hurtling, portentous, but such as you often see when the pomp and magnificence of Heaven turn out on night-pa-radc; and it seems as though the song which the morning stars began so long ago were chiming yet among the constellations. and the sons of God were shouting for joy. Such nights the

Bailor blesses Irora tne lorecasne, ana tiie trapper on the vast prairie, and the belated traveler by the roadside. Mid the soldier from the tent, earthly hosts gazing1 upon heavely, and shepherds guarding therir flocks afield, while angel hands above them set the silver liells a ringing: “Glory to God in the nighest, and on earth peace; good will toward men.” What a solemn and glorious thing is ■tight in the wilderness. Night among the mountains! Night on the ocean! .Fragrant night among tropical groves! Flashing, night amid arctic severities! Calm night on Roman C'ampagn; ! Awful night among the Cordilleras! Glorious night mid sea after a tempest! Thank God for the nigh$! The moon and the stars which rule it are lighthouses on the coast, toward which 1 hope we are all sailing, and blind mariners are we if, with so many beaming, hunting, flaming glories to guide -US, we can-not find our way into tlm harbor. My text may well suggest that;' as the natural evening is often luminous, so it shall belight in the evening of Aar sorrows—of old age—of the world's history—of the Christian life. "•'At eventide it shall be light.” This prophecy will be fulfilled in .the ■evening of Christian sorrow. For a .long time it is broad daylight. The -sun rides high. Innumerable activities go ahead with a thousand feet, aud work with a thousand arms, and the pickax struck a mine, and the battery made a discovery, and the investment yielded its twenty per cent., and the book came to its twentieth edition, and the farm quadrupled in value, and sudden fortune hoisted to high position, and children were praised, and friends without number suarmef into the family hive, and prosperity sang in the music, and stepped in the •dance, and glowed in the wine, and ate at the banquet, and all the gods of. music, and ease and gratification gath-' «rcd around this Jupiter holding in his so many thunderbolts of power. But every sun must set, and the bright«st dajjmust have its twilight. Suddenly tne sky was overcast. The fountain dried up. The song hushed. The wolf broke into the family fold and carried off the best lamb. A deep howl of ^ woe came crashing down through the joyous symphpmes. At one rough twang of tire hand of disaster the harp strings all

woke. Down went the strong business firm! Away went the long-estab-lished credit! Up flew a flock of calumnies! The new book would not sell. A patent could not be secured for the invention. Stocks sank like'lead. The Insurance company exploded. “How much,” says tb> sheriff, “will you bid for this piano?”' “How much for this library?” “H ow much for this family picture?” Will the grace of God hold up under such circumstances? What bare become of the great multitude of Cod'S children who have been pounded of the flail, and crushed under the wheel, and trampled under the hoof? Did they lie down in the dust, weeping, writing and gnashing their teeth?! "When the rod of fatherly chastisement .struck them, did they strike back? Because they found one bitter cup on the table of. God’s supply, did they upset the whole table? Did they kneel down at their empty money vault and say: ■“All my treasures are gone?” Did they stand by the grave of their dead, saying: “There never will be a resurrection?” Bid They bemoan their thwarted plans and cry: “The stocks are down— would God I were dead!” Did the night of their disaster come upon them moonless, starless, dark and howling, smothering and choking their life out? No! SJo! No! At eventime it was light. The swift promises overtook them. The eternal constellations, from their circult about God’s throne, poured down at iitfinite luster. U nder their shining billows of trouble took on crests, madpanmes of gold, and jasper, and ■amethyst, and flame. All the trees of life rustled iu the midsummer air of <Sod"slove. The night- booming assurance* of Christ’s sympathy filled aatl the atmosphere with Heaven. The awl at every step seemed to start up Aou its feet” Wight-winged joys, warbling heavenward. “It is good that I haw been afflicted,” eries David. “The !Cwrd gave and the Lord hath taken away,” exclaims Job. “Sorrowful, yet always rejoicing,” says St. Paul. “And sOod shall wipe away all tears from their eyes,” exclaims John, in apocalyptic vision. At eventime it was light. Light from the cross! Light -fram the promises! Light from the Hhrone! Streaming, joyous, ontgushzng, everlasting light! The text shall also find fulfillment fin the time of old age. It is a grand Ahing'to be young—to have the sight ■dear and the hearing acute, and the step elastic, and all our pulses marcht»]f on to the dramming of a stout heart. Mid-life and old age will be deainl many of us, but youth—we all finaow what that is. Those wrinkles aware not always on your brow. That

| snow was not always on your head. That brawny muscle did not alvmys hunch yotfr arm. Yon have not always worn spectacles. Grave and dignified. as you now are. you once went coasting down the hillside, or threw off your hat for the race, or sent the hall flying high. But youth will not always last. It stays only long enough to give us exuberant spirits, and broad shoulders for burdencarrying, and an arm with which to battle our way through difficulties. Life’s path, if you follow it long enough will come under frowning crag and cross trembling causeway. Blessed old age, if you let it come naturally. You can not hide it. You may try to cover the wrinkles, but you can not cover the wrinkles. If the time has come for you to be old, be not ashamed to be old. The grandest things in all the universe are old. Old mountains, old rivers, old seas and an old eternity. Then do not bd ashamed to be old, unless you are older than the mountains and older than the stars. How men and women will lie! They say they are forty, but they are sixty. They say they are twenty, but they are thirty. They say they are sixty, but they are eighty. How some people will lie! Glorious old age. if found in the way of righteousness! How beautiful the old age of Jacob, leaning on the top of his staff; of John Quincy Adams, falling with the harness on; of Washington Irving, sitting pen in

hand, amid the scenes nirnseu naci made classical; of John Angell James, to the last proclaming the Gospel to the masses of Birmingham; of Theodore Frelinghuysen, down to feebleness and emaciation, devoting his illustrious faculties to the kingdom of God! At eventide it was light! See that you do honor to the aged. A philosopher stood at the corner of the street day after day, saying to the passers-by: “You will be an eld man; you will be an old man.” “You will be an old woman; you will be an old woman.” “People thought he was cazy. I do not think that he was. Smooth the way for that mother's feet; they have not many more steps to take. Steady those tottering limbs; they will soon be at rest. Plow not up that face with any more wrinkles; trouble and care have marked it full enough. Thrust no thorn into that old heart; it will soon cease to beat. “The eye that mocketh its father, and refused to obey its mother, the ravens of the valley shall pick it out and the young eagles shall eat it.” The bright morning and the hot noonday of life have passed with many. It is four o’clock! five o'clock! six o'clock! The shadows fall longer and thicker and faster. Seven o'clock! eight o'clock! The sun has dipped below the horizon; the warmth has gone out of the air. Nine o'clock! ten o'clock! The heavy dews are falling; the activities of life's day are all hushed; it is time to go to bed. Eleven o'clock! twelve o'clock! The patriarch sleeps the blessed sleep, the cool sleep, the long sleep. Heaven's messengers of light have kindled bonfires of victory all over the heavens. At eventime it is light! Light. My text shall also find fulfillment in the latter days of the church. Only a few missionaries, a few churches, a few good men, compared with the institutions leprous and putrefied. It is early yet in the history of everything good. Civilization and Christianity are just getting out of the cradle. The light of martyr-stakes, flashing all up and down the sky, is but the flaming of the morning; but when the evening of the world shall come, glory to God's conquering truth, it shall be light. War's sword clanging back in the scabbard; intemperance, buried under ten thousand broken decanters; the world's impurity, turning its brow heavenward for the benediction: “Blessed are the pure in heart;” the last vestige of selfishness submerged in Heaven-descending charities; all . China worshiping Dr. Abeel's Saviour; all India believing in Henry Martyn’s Bible; aboriginal superstition acknowledging David Brainerd’s piety; human bondage delivered through Thomas Clarkson's Christianity: vagrancy coming back from

its pollution at tne call ol caizabetn Fry’s Redeemer; the mountains earning down; the valleys going up; “holiness” inscribed on horses’ bell, and silkworm’s thread and brownthrasher's wing, and shell's tinge, and manufacturer’s shuttle, and chemist's laboratory, and king’s scepter, and nation’s magna charta. Not a hospital, for there are no wounds; not an asylum, for there are no orphans; not a prison, for there rre no criminals; not an alms-house, for there are no paupers; not a tear, for there are no sorrows. The long dirge of earth’s lamentation has ended in the triumphal march of redeemed empires, the forests harping it on 1 vine-strung branches, the water chanting it among the gorges, the thunders drumming it among the. hills,, the ocean giving it forth with its organs, trade winds touching the keys and Euroclydon’s foot on the pedal. I want to see John Howard when the last prisoner is reformed; I want to see Florence Nightingale when the last saber wound has stopped hurting; I want to see William Penn when the last Indian has been civilised; I want to see John Uuss when the last flame of persecution has been extinguished; I want to see John Bunyan after the last pilgrim has come to the gate of the Celestial City; above all, I want to see Jesus after the last saint has his throne and begun to sing hallelujah! Finally, my text shall find fulfillment at the end of a Christian’s life. Yon know how a short winter’s day is, and how HUle work you can do. Now, my friends, life, is a short winter’s day. The sun rises at eight and sets at four. The birth-angel and death-angel fly only a little way apart. Baptism and burial are near together. With one hand the mother rocks the cradle, and with the other ahe touohes the grave. I went into the house of one of my parishioners on Thanksgiving Day. The little child of the household was bright and glad, and with it I bounded up and down the hall. Christmas day

came and the light of that household had perished. We stood, with black book, reading over the grave: “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust." □ But I hurl away this darkness. I can not have you weep. Thanks be unto God, who' giveth us the - victory, at eventime it shall be light! I have seen many Christians die. I never saw any of them die in the darkness. What if the billows of death do rise above our girdle, who does not love to ba the? What though other lights do go out in the blast; what do we want of them whes all the gates of glory swing open before us. and from a myriad voices, a myriad harps, a myriad thrones, a myriad palaces, there dash upon us,'1 “Hosannah! Hosannah!” “Throw back the shutters and let the sun come in,” said dying Seovillc McCollum, one of my Sabbath-school boys. You can see Paul putting on robes, and wings of ascension, as he exclaims: “I have fought the good tight; I have finished my course: I have kept the faith.” Hugh McKail went to one side of the scaffold of martyrdom and cried: “Farewell sun, moon and stars! farewell all earthly delights!” Then went to the other side of the scaffold and cried: “Welcome God and Father! Welcome, sweet Jesus Christ, the Mediator of the covenant! Welcome death! Welcome glory!” A minister of Christ in Philadelphia, dying, said in his last moments: “I move into the light!” They did not go down donbting, and fearing, and shivering, but their battle-cry rang through all the caverns of the sepulcher, and was echoed from all the thrones of Heaven: ‘■O death! where is thy sting? O grave! where is thy victory?” Sing, my soul, of joys to come. 1 saw a beautiful being wandering up and down the earth. She touched the aged, and they became young. She touched the poor, and they became rich. I said: _ “Who is this beaut iful being, wandering un and down the

earth?” They told me that her name was Death. What a strange thrill of joy when the palsied Christian begins to use his arm again! When the blind Christian begins to see again! When t he deaf Christian begins to hear again! When the poor pilgrim puts his feet on such pavement, and joins in such company, and has a free seat in such a great temple! Hungry men no more to hunger; thirsty men no more to thirst; weeping men no more to weep; dying men no more to die. Gather up all sweet words, all jubilant expressions, all rapturous exclamations; bring them to me, and 1 ; will pour them upon this stupendous theme^ef the soul's disenthrallment! Oh! the joy of the spirit as it shall mouht up toward the throne of God, vshouting; Free! Free! Your eye has _guzed upon the garniture of earth and' Heaven; but the eye hath not seen it. Your ear has caught harmonies uncounted and indescribable—caught them from harp's trill, bird's carol, and waterfall's dash, and ocean's doxolgy; but the Sar hath not heard it. How did those blessed ones get up into the light? What hammer knocked off their chains? What loom wove their robes of light? Who gave them wings? Ah! eternity is not iong enough to tell it; seraphim have not capacity enough to realize it—the marvels of redeeming love! Let the palms wave.let the crowns glitter, let the anthems ascend, let the trees of Lebanon clap their hands—they can not tell the half of it. Archangel before the throne, thou failest! Sing on, praise on. ye hosts of the glorified; and if with your scepters you can not reach it, and with your songs you can not express it. then let all the myriads of the saved unite in ■ the exclamation: “Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!” There will be a password at the gate of Heaven. A great multitude comes up and knocks at the gate. The gatekeeper says: “The password.'' They say: “We have no password. We were great on earth and now we come up to be great in Heaven.” A. voice from within answers: “I never knew you.” Another group comes up to the gate of Heaven and knocks. The gatekeeper says: “The password.” The say: “We have no password. We did a great many noble 'things on earth. We endowed colleges and took care o' the poor.” A voice from within says: “I never knew you.” Another group comes up to the gate of Heaven and knocks. The gate-keeper says; ‘’The password.” They answer: “We were wanderers from God, and deserved to die; but we heard the voice of Jesus—” “Aye! ah!” says the gate-keeper, “that is the passwordl Lift up your heads, ye everlasting gates, and let these people come in.” They go in and surround the throne, jubilant forever.

Ah! uo you wonder that the last hours of the Christian on earth are illuminated by thoughts of coming glory? Light in the evening. The medicines may be bitter. The pain may be sharp. The parting may be heart-rending. Yet, light in the evening. As all the stars of night sink their anchors of pearl in lake, and river, and sea, so the waves of Jordan shall be illuminated with the down-flashing of the glory to come. The dying sonl looks up at the constellations. “The Lord is my light and my salvation: whom shall 1 fear?” “The Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall lend them to living fountains of water, and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes.” Close the eyes of .the departed one, earth would seem tame to its enchanted vision. Fold the hands; life's .work is ended. Veil the face: It has been transfigured. Mr. Toplady, in his dying hour, said: “Light.” Coming nearer the expiring moment, he exclaimed, with illuminated countenance: “Light.” In the last instant of his breathing, he lifted up Ins hands and eried: “Light! Light!” Thank God for light in the evening-. —This earth was intended for a paradise, and the man who rises above his discouragement and keeps his manhood will only .be stronger and better for his adversities. Many a noble ship has been saved by throwing overboard the valuable cargo, and many a man is better and more humane after h# has lost his gold.—Ex.

MONEY AND BUSINESS. Th« Week's Business and Ueneral On*. lool; Tiiougliout the Country as Shown toy K. (1. Dun & Co-*s Inprovement In Tone and a Better Feeling Noticeable In Most Quarters—Failure for the Week Etc. New Yorij, July 8_E. G. Dun & Co.'s weekly review of trade, published this morning, says: The tone in business circles has perceptibly improved. This Is partly because the tanks have been rendered more hopeful of an early linancial settlement by the calling of an extra session of congress, partly because of some recovery la prices from the sudden depression which followed the decision to close the India mints and partly because crop prospects have clearly improved In spite of dismal reports from some sections. On the whole, there has Wen a little better distribution o» goods to consumers, and perhaps the countermanding of orders given some months ago is not quits ns frequent us it was last week. The mors hopeful symptoms are gladly noted, but while the causes of depression remain, it would be rash to calculate that difficulties will not reappear. Soon large sums of money will be required to more the crops, and in the present state of the money markets some stringency is not improbable. Boston reports a little more activity and linancial relief is expected during the month* Shoe factories are generally closed for repairs and not many buyers arc seen, leather being dull and accumulating. Rubber goods and crude rubber lower. Dry goods are quiet, hut prospects are thought favorable. Cotton mills hold small stocks, but print cloths are dull and lower. Woolens are quiet, spring orders being slow and the clothing trade is quiet, with prices cut to clear off stocks. The demand for wool is a little better, low prices attracting buyers, but building is still restricted by stringency. At Philadelphia a better feeling exists in banking circles and there is considerable trade in manufactured iron at low prices, the business for the half year being large though with scanty profits. Retail trade in dry goods is better and the distribution thus far equals that of last year, but prices are reduced. Wool is depressed and the outlook unpromising. Other trades are reported quiet. Business at Baltimore is generally doll. Trade In hats fair and in fruits and vegetables large. Iron has another drop at Pittsburgh, though many furnaces are closing for redaction in cost of wages. Cincinnati reports little improvement with close money. At Cleveland manufacturing is unusually dull, and few loans are being made. At Detroit the volume of jobbing for the half year equals last year's, but many fall orders are canceled on account of the decline of ore. silver, wheat and wool. Indianapolis reports many manufactures (die and the jobbing,trade quiet. At Chicago the borrowing demand is stilt heavy and banks conservative, and ths outlook depends upon the silver question. Jobbing trade is well maintained for the season and local trade is good, but there is much complaint of collections. Receipts of most products show a decrease compared with last year. ^-East-bound shipments decreased 17 per cent and clearings II per cent. Milwaukee reports fair trade for the season, and Minneapolis the same with reasonably good collections, though the lumber business decreases with financial pressure. At St Paul trade is restricted, but at 1 oth cities a better feeling

prevails, crop prospects being favorable. At St. Louis trade is quiet, but collections very fair, while banks are still most cautious. At Kansas City trade is fair for the season, collections below average and receipts of cattle liberal, but of hogs light. St. Joseph reports collections slow and money very tight, and Omaha reports good grocery trade and other business quiet. At Denver several of the suspended banks are expected to resume, but merchants are countermanding orders and the silver mines have generally stopped. Nashville and Knoxville report a better feeling and Montgomery quiet trade; at Little Rock business is very dull and at Augusta and Atlanta quiet, with money comparatively easy. Galveston reports the situation fairly good in Texas with few failures and prospects of more than an average crop. Banks care for customers, hut discourage new loans. New Orleans notes no improvement, money tight and collections slow, but crop reports excellent, except in overflowed sections. At Mobile banks are more free: at Jacksonville trade is favorable, collections slow and banks cautious.anl at Charleston the tone improves, though money is tight, trade in groceries fair and in other, linos moderate. Nearly all produce markets are higher than a week ago. in spite of more favorable crop reports. money being easier. Corn and oats have risen a fraction and lard an eighth: hogs half a cent lower. Coffee is a quarter higher and cotton has advanced a sixteenth, with gloomy Atlantic reports, while western prospsicts are reported bright. It is believed the strike in the iron works will be avoided at the meeting to-day and a reduction of 8 to 15 per cent, in wages for finishing accepted. The market for pig and steel rails is very gloomy, rail-makers having about reached the end of their orders, fret the consumption of pig has been 350,000 tons larger for th9 half year than for the last half of 189-1, stocks being reduced 125,000 tons. Heavy contracts for iron have been made by agricultural implement works; locomotive works were never busier; the Cramps and other ship yards are well employed. Hardware. stove and other special works are busy with good prospects, and yet prices for pig are quite demoralized by southern pressure to sell, and in general prices of iron prodducts are the lowest ever known. Copper is lower, at a half cent, despite agreement to restrict production and exports. Tin is depressed by the surplus of 9,910 tons and the idea that the new duty may be rescinded. Lead is stiller at the closing of silver mines. Textile manufactures are duller than usual for the season, and the dullness in shoe manufacture is almost unprecedented, many buyers countermanding orders. Money has grown easier, but it is still hard at most points to get accomodations, as banks are preparing for larger demands. Foreign trade shows little change, exports being much below last year s and imports quite large. Stocks are dull and inactive, with some signs of more foreign disposition to buy, bat prices are only a fraction higher. The failures for the week number 324 in the United States, against 138 for the same week last year, and 23 in Canada, against 18 last year.

Death of Justice Blatchford of the United State Supreme Court. Newport, N. J., July 8.—Justice Samuel EL Blatchford died at his cottage in Greenough place at 7 o’clock last evening. Death had seemed most probable for three days, but it was not until last evening that the family realized it was at hand. From that hour Justice Blatchford sank rapidly, passing away as if asleep. Mrs. ltlatchford and Appleton Blatchford, the only son, also Dr. H. F. Kankin, his physician, were with hnn when he died. Justice Blatchford arrived at his cottage about June 13, and three weeks ago yesterday suffered two slight paralytic strokes, from the effects of which he did not rally. No arrangements for the funeral have yet been made. ” french Joe, w Illinois Farmer, I.oa«s 113,900. Ci.AP.KSvii.i.15, Mo., July 7.—French Joe, a farmer living about 8 miles from here in Illinois, having no confidence in banks, carried his own deposits in various places about his premises. Thursday night three parties called on him, and after beating him frightfully to compel him to tell where his money was hidden, drew out nearly JS.000 and departed. He describes his assailants as two negroes and a white man. There is little hope of capture, as they had a good start of the officers.

MOMENTS OF PERIL. I The Closing Session of the Christian En | dravor Convention In Montreal Threat- : ened by a Mob of Fifteen Thousand ■ French Canadian catholics, the Result ol ! Ill-Timed Kemarks—The Men of the I MUltla Rally for the Protection of the Endearorera anti No Violence was Done. Montreal. Can., July 10.—The clos- j lag scenes of the Christian Endeavor i convention on the inside of the Drill hall last night were characterized by much warmth and handshaking, kissing among the women delegates who l had formed friendships in the city and the singing of “Ood Be With You Till j We Meet 4jrnin.” It was very im-! pressive. Outside, the scenes were equally impressive in another way. j Thousands of people were congregated j on the Champe de Mars and Craig j street, in front of tMe building and east ' and west. The elements of a riot \ were there in full force. The talk j about the Californian's ill-timed re- ; marks had spread all over Montreal. I and in the crowd were many who were j bound to avenge the insult whieh thev consider inor^ than personal, for j French-Canadian Roman-, Catholic re- | ligion comes in before anything. Then i there were thousands assembled who ! had resolved to protect the Christian ! Endeavorers when they left the hall. I The antagonistic elements in the crowd kept at a respectable distance fr6m J each other awaiting the opening of the doors at the close.

Among the Protestant cffewd were nearly a thousand militiamen in plain clothes and the opposing crowd consisted of the lower classes of FrenchCnnadians. principally quarrymen from Corte St. Luc, or others of a like stamp. Occasionally the volunteers and; their adherents fell into line and marched around the block enclosing the Champ de Mars, itad the opposing crowd did likewise, marching aronnd the block to the west of Champ de Mars. They eyed each other jealously and each moment the bitter feeling increased, in evidence of which partisan tunes were shouted by thousands of lusty voices, and pandemonium reigned. This was the situation when the doors of the hall were thrown open. Everylsjdy expected a riot, the delegates emerged from the hall and turned to the west end. Instantly the volunteers formed a cordon at the edge of the sidewalk, and white handkerchiefs were produced and held aronnd their necks. This was the distinguishing badge, no one without it could approach the Endeavorers from the opposite side of the street, and slowly and with out any manifestation of alarm the delegates proceeded. Then came a burst of so>.g. “At the Cross” rolled ont upon the air, and the result was something wonderful. Almost perfect silence fell upon the crowd. The Frenchmen on the Champ, de Mars stood silently gazing af the procession of Endeavorers, which marched to the time of the piece of music they were singing. All emerged and passed out of the dangerous locality in safety. Then the militiamen, who had moved slowly after the crowd, turned right about face and marched down east to a short distance below the Drill hall singing “Onward, Christian Soldiers, Marching as to War.” They were greeted with some jeers from the crowd that angrily watched them, but no blows were exchanged. As they again turned and marched west the multitude melted away, the blockade of cabs and street

cars passed on and closed the scene, and the Christian Endeavor convention was at a peaceable end. It wws at one time intended to dismiss the Drill hall meeting' by the real door, but President Clark, on assurance from the military that they would amply protect all the delegates, caused the front doors to be used. Before pronouncing the benediction he told the assemblage that the soldiers would protect them and that no violence need be feared at the hands of the mob) which numbered 15,000. A FURIOUS SQUALL. Results In the Drowning of Four Persons in Luke Michigan. Chicago, July 10,—A furious wind and rainstorm swept over the city between 5 and 6 o'clock last evening and caught many a craft on Lake Michigan. Four persons are known to have been drowned, and in several cases boats were capsized and narrow escapes from drowning were had. By the capsizing of the sailing yacht Chesapeake near the life saving station, nine persons were thrown into the water and four them were drowned. The bodies were not recovered. The Chesapeake, was a well-built yacht, and was owned by the Avery brothers, William and Fred. The former was captain, and is counted skillful in handling a sailboat. The party had been out during the afternoon, and had been enjoying the pleasant sailing. Wllfen the storm struck them they were unprepared for its sudden fury, and before^anybody had time to prepare for the emergency they were all in the water. Some were able to swim, but others were not, and before assistance arrived four lives had been lost. The Avery brothers and Gray swam to the assistance of Miss Compton and succeeded in getting her back to the yacht, where she clung until Capt. McKay of the tug Turrence, who witnessed the disaster came to their assistance. Miss Compton and Gray were unconscious when rescued, and they were taken to the life saving station. Wrecked by a Defaulting Cashier. Ogdkn, Utah, July 10.—Oscar E. Hill, eashier of the Commercial national bank, has been discovered to be a de faulter in the sum of $54,000. The discovery was made on Saturday, when Hill was forced to make a showing of the status of the business, but the matter was kept quiet until last night. Experts run over the books yesterday and discovered the crookedness of Hill to cover a period of six years. That he had been able to elnde the government inspector and the directors for so long is an evidence of one of the most adroit steals in the history of banking.

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HORSESHOE PLUG. EVERYBODY CHEWS IT'l Regis Leblanc is a French Canadian store keeper at Notfe Dame de Stanbridge, Quebec, Can., who was cured of a sever: attack of Congestion of the Lungs, by Boschee’s German Syrup.. He has sold many a bottle of German Syrup on bis personal recommendation. If you drop him a line he’ll give you the full facts of the case direct, as he did us, and that Boschee’s German Syrup brought him tiroagh nicely. It always will. It is a good medicine and thorough in its work. €►

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