Pike County Democrat, Volume 30, Number 31, Petersburg, Pike County, 8 December 1899 — Page 3

A RIGHTEOUS EARTH Dr. Talmage Discourses on the World as It Will Be. iBprovcmeat In Human Conditions After It Has Iteea Revolutionised for Good—Glories of the Coming Century. [Copyright, 1899, by Louis Klopsch.) Washington. Dec. S. By a novel mode Dr. Talmage in this •discourse shows how the world will look after it has been revolutionized for good; text, 2 Peter 3:13: ’ “A pew earth, wherein dwelletb righteousness.” Down in the struggle to inake the world better and happier we sometimes get depressed with the obstacles to be overcome and the work to be accomplished. Will it not be a tonic'and an inspiration to look at the world as it will be when it has been brought back to paradisaical condition? So let us for a few moments transport ourselves into the future and put ourselves forward in the centuries and see the world in its rescued and perfected state, as we will see it if in those times we are permitted to revisit,this planet, as 1 am sure we will. We all want to seethe world after it has been thoroughly Gospelized and all wrongs have been righted. We will want to come back, and we will come back to look upon the refulgent consum- , mntion toward which we have been on - larger or smaller scale toiling. Having heard the opening of the orchestra on whose strings some discords traveled, we will want to hear the last triumphant bar of the perfect oratorio. Baying seen the picture as the painter drew its first outlines upon canvas, we Will want *to see it/when it is as complete as Reuben’s “Descent from the Cross” or Michael Angelo’s “Last Judgment.” Having seen the world under the gleam •of the star of Bethlehem, we will want to see it when,Under the full sinning of the sun of righteousness, the towers

shau striae is at nuon. Alighted on the redeemed earth, we are first accosted by the spirit of the 'twenty-first century, who proposes to guide and show us all that we desire to see. Without his guidance we would lose our way, for the world is so much changed from the ti.me when we lived in. it. First of all, he points out to us .a group of abandoned buildings. We ask this spirit of the twenty-first centurj’: “What are those structures whose walls are fulling down and whose gates are rusted ou the hinges?” Our •escort tells us: “Those were or.cepenitentiaries filled with offenders, but the crime of the world has died out. Tlieffe -and arson and fraud hnd violence have quitted the earth. People have all they want, and why should they appropriate the property of others even if they had the desire? The marauders, the assassins, the buccaneers, the Herods, the Tsana Sahibs, the ruffians, the bandits, are dead or, transformed by the power of the Christian religion, are now upxiglit and beneficent and useful. After passing on amid columns and statues'e^ected in memory of those who *have been mighty for goodness in the world’s history, the highest and tha most exquisitely sculptured those in honor of such as have been most effectual in saving life or improving life rather than those renowned for destroying life, we come upon another group of buildings that must have been transformed from their original shape and adapted to other uses. ‘“What is all this?” we ask our escort. He ansAvers:

“Those were almshouses, and hospitals, but accuracy in making and prudence in running machinery of all sorts have almost abolished the list of casualties, and sobriety and industry have nearly abolished pauperism, so that those buildings which once were hospitals and almshouses have been=turned into beautiful homes for the less prospered, and if you will look in you will see the poorest table has abundance, and the smallest wardrobe luxury, and the harp, ■waiting to have its strings thrummed, leaning against the piano, waiting foi its keys'to be fingered. “Hospitals and almshouses must have been a necessity once, but they would be useless now. And you see all the swamps have been drained, the sewerage of the .great towns has been perfected, and the world’s climate is so improved that there are no pneumonias to come out of •the cold, or rheumatisms out of the •dampness, pr fevers out of the heat. Consumptions banished, pneumonias banished, diphtheria banished, ophthalmia banished, neuralgia banished. As near as I can tell from what I have read, our atmosphere of this century is a mingling of the two months of May atid •October of the nineteenth century.” And we believe what our escort says, -for as we pass on we find health glowing in every cheek and beaming in overy eye and springing in every step •«nd articulating in every utterance, and you and I whisper to each other «s? our escort has his attention drawn to some new sunrise upon the morning *ky, and wo say, each to the other: "“Who would believe that this is the world we lived in over 100 years ago? book at those men and women we pass on the road! How improved the human race! Such beauty, such strength, suoh gracefulness, such geniality! Fadbes without the mark of -one sorrow! /Cheeks that seem never -to have been \\et by one tear! A race sublimated! A\new world born!” But I say to dim escort: “Did all "this merely happeXso? Are all the ^ood here spontaneously good? How C -did you get the old shipwrecked world •afloat again, out of too breakers into "the smooth seas?” “No, no!” responds our twenty-first century escort. “Do .you see those towers? Those are the towers of elmtches, towers of reformatory in§Ji*mions, towers of Christian schools. Walk with me, and let us onteir some of these temples.” We eater, and I find that the music is in the major key and none of it in title minor. “Gloria In Excelsis” rising ..

above “Gloria In Excelsis.” Tremolo ■top in the organ not so much used as the trumpet stop. More of Ariel than of Naomi. More chants than dirges. Not a thin song, ihe words of which no one understands on the lip of a soloist, but mighty harmonies that roll from outside door to chancel and from floor to grained rafter as though Handel had come out of the eighteenth eentury into the twen-ty-first and had his foot on the organ pedal, and Thomas Hastings, had come out of the early part of the nineteenth century into the t>senty-first and were leading the voices. Music that moves the 'earth ami makes Heaven listen. But I say to our twenty-first century escort: “I cannot understand this. Have these worshipers no sorrows, or have they forgotten their sor-‘ rows?” Our escort responds: “Sorrows! Why, they had sorrows more than you could count, but by a divine illumination that the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries never enjoyed they, understand the uses of sorrow and are comforted with a supernatural condolence such as previous centuries never experienced.” I ask again of the interpreter: “Has death been banished from the world?” The answer is: “No, but people die now only when the physical machinery is worn out, and they realize it is time to go and that they are certainly and without doubt going into a world where they will be infinitely better off and are to live in a mansion that awaits their immediate occupancy.” '“But how was all this effected?” I ask our escort. Answer: “By floods of Gospel power. You who lived in the nineteenth century never saw a revival of religion to be compared with what occurred in the latter part of the twentieth and the early part of the twenty-first century. The prophecy has been fulfilled that ‘a nation shall be born in a day’—that is, ten oKjftwenty or forty million people converted in 24 hours. In our church history we read of the great awakening of 1857, when 500,000 souls were saved. But that was only a drop of the coming showers that since then took into the kingdom of God everything between the Atlantic and the Pacific, between the Pyrenees and the Himalayas.” The evils that good peo

pie were in the nineteenth century trying to destroy have been overcome by celestial forces. What human weaponry failed to accomplish has been done by omnipotent thunderbolts. As,you and I see in this terrestrial visitation of the coming centuries that the church lias under God accomplished so much, we ask our escort, the spirit of the twenty-first century, to show us the different kinds of churches. So we are taken in and out of the churches of different denominations, and we find that they axe just as different-in the twentyfirst century as they were different in the nineteenth when we worshiped in them. There is unity in them as to the great vg^sentials of salvation. But we entesr the Baptist church, and it is baptismal day, and we see the candidates for membership immersed. And we go into a Presbyterian church and see a group of parents around the baptismal font holding up their children for the christening. And we enter the Episcopal church and hear the solemn roll of her liturgies, and her ministers are gowned and surpliced. And we enter t he Lutheran church, and we hear in the sexmon preached the doetrines-of the greatest of German reformers. And we go into the Methodist church just in time to sit- down at a love feast and give audible “Amen” when the service stirs us. At least 50 kinds of churches in the twenty-first century, as there were 150 different kinds of churches in the nine

teenth century. “But what is yonder row of buildings, majestic for architecture?” The spirit of the twenty-first century says: “Those are our legislative halls and places of public trust, and if you would like it I will show you the political circles, the modes of preferment, the styles of election, the character of public men in this century.” “Thank you,” I reply. “I can easily understand how Gospelization would improve individual life and social life and commercial life, but I would like to sea what it can do for political life.” “Let me tell you,” says 'the spirit of the twenty-first century, “that 1 have read about political chicanery and corruption of more than 100 years ago—the nineteenth century, in which you lived here—but the low'political caucus has gone from the face of the earth, and ttie stuffed ballot box, and the bribery by money and by promise of office, and the jobs got through legislatures and congresses by lobbyists. We have nothing like a Credit Mobilier scandal, or those harbor and river appropriations, the most of which never improved the harbors or rivers, or speeches to kill time and°prevent a vote, or promotion to high place of political accidents, and the only bosses we have now' boss because they have more brain and purity than those who are bossed. The money barrel to buy votes and to decide who shall be elected did not roll into this century. All those in high office in township, state and nation are men superior for intelligence and sagacity and moral equipment and fitness for the posts they occupy. All intrigue and Maehiavelism and temporization are gone. “The last corrupt judge of election was buried 50 years ago, the preacher officiating at the obsequies taking for his text Proverbs 10:7: ‘The name of 'the wicked shall rot,* or Jeremiah 19:22: ‘He shall be buried with the burial of an ass, drawn and cast forth beyond the gates of Jerusalem.’ Our laws are good and well executed. Men do not in our century have to wade chin deep through moral slush in order to gain office. The word ‘politics,* which in your century, the nineteenth, often stood for chicanery and falsehood and billingsgate and moral turpitude and filth, now stands for honor and justice and truth and righteousness. Such

men as were in your congresses and parliaments and reichstags pointed out as exceptions ol statesmanship and patriotism and public spiritedness and eloquence and moral p~wer would not be pointed out now, for all our public men are thus characterized. Politics has been swept, garnished, glorified, ennobled, until nothing more is to be desired.^ Walk through all aldermanic councils and sheriffalitics and gubernatorial rooms and presidential mansions and find the truth of what I, the spirit of the twenty-first century, tell you, who were of the nineteenth century and now come down on terrestrial visitation.” But we cannot stay long here, for it is almost time for us to retrace our \yay heavenward. This voluntary exile must soon end. And, passing out, we go through a national museum, where we are shown among the curiosities an enfield rifle, a howitzer, n hotchkiss shell, an ambulance—curiosit ies of that age, but, alas! no curiosity to us of the nineteenth century, for. some of our own kindred went down under their stroke or were carried off the field by those wheels. “But,” I say to our escort, the spirit of the twenty -first century, and you and I say to each other, “we must go home now, back again to Heaven. We have staid long enough on this terrestrial visitation to see that all the best things fofetold in . the Scriptures and which we read, during our earthly residence have comf to pass, and all the Davidic, Solomonic and Paulinian and Johannean prophecies have been fulfilled, and that the earth, instead of being a ghastly failure, is the mightiest sticcess in the universe. A star redeemed. A planet rescued! A world saved! It started with a garden, and it is going to close with a garden. What a happiness that we could have seen this old world after it was righted and before it burned, for its internal fires have nearly burned out to the crust,, according to the geologist, making it easy for the theologian to believe in the conflagration that the Bible predicts. One element taken ;from the water and that will burn, and another element taken from the air and that will burn, and surrounding planets will watch this old ship of a world on fire and wonder if all its passengers got safely off. Before that planetary catastrophe, hie us back to Heaven. Farewell, spirit of the twenty-first century! Thanks for your guidance! We can stay no longer away from doxologies that never end, in temples never closed, in a day that has no sundown. We must report to the immortals around the throne the transformations we have seen, the victories of truth on land’ and sea, the hemispheres irradiated, and Christ on the throne of earth, as He is on the throne of Heaven.”

And now you and I have left our escort as wq, ascend, for the law of gravitation has no power to detain ascending spirits. Up through immensities and by stellar and lunar and solar splendors-, which cannot be described by mortal tongue, we rise righer and higher, till we reach the shining gate as it opens for our return, and the questions greet us from all sides: “What is the news? What did you find in that earthly tower? What have you to report in. this city of the sun?” Prophetic, apostolic, saintly inquiry. And, standing on the steps of the house of many mansions, we cry aloud the news: “Hear it, all ye glorified Christian workers of all the past centuries! We found your work was successful, whether on earth you toiled with knitting needle, or rung a trowel oh a rising wall, or smote a shoe last, or endowed a university, or swayed a scepter; whether on earth you gave a cu]S of cold water in the name of a disciple, or at some Pentecost preached 3,000 souls into the kingdom. “In that world we have just visited the deserts are all abloom, and the wildernesses are bright with fountains. Sin is extirpated. Crime is reformed. Disease is cured. The race is emancipated. ‘The earth is full of the knowledge of God, as the waters cover the sea.’ ‘The redeemed of the Lord have come to Zion with songs and everlasting joy upon their heads.’ *The Lord God Omnipotent reigneth, and the kingdoms of the world have become the kingdoms of our Lord Jesus Christ.’ Let the harpers of Heaven strike the glad tidings from the strings of their harps, and the trumpeters put them in thg. mouth of their trumpets, and the orchestra roll them into the grand march of the eternities, and all the cathedral towers of the great capital of the universe chime them all over Heaven.*’

And now I look up and see the casting' down at the be jeweled and radiant crowns at the sacred feet of the enthroned Jesus. Missionary Carey is casting down before those feet the crown, of India saved. Missionary Judson is easting down the crown of Burma saved. Missionary Abeel easting down the crown of China saved. David Livingston casting down at those feet the crown of Africa saved. Missionary Brainerd casting down the crown of this cgSktry’s aborigines saved. Souls that^went up from all the denominations in America in holy rivalry, seeking which could soonest cast down the crown of this continent at the Saviour’s feet, and America saved. But often you and I, who were companions in that expedition from Heaven to earth, seated on the green bank of . the river that rolls through the paradise of God, will talk oyer the scenes we witnessed in that parenthesis of heavenly bliss, in that vacation from the skies, in our terrestrial visitation—we who were early residents in the nineteenth century, escorted by the spirit of the twentyfirst century, when we saw what my text describes as “a new earth, wherein dwellevh righteousness.” “Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost, as it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be, world without end. Amen*”

THE MORALITY PARTY. Trteka aid Scheme* of the Rtpib. Ueu Method of Flau. eterloar. It has come to light that the God and morality party is not in perfect accord with itself on a question of high financial morality. There is agreement upon the general proposition that there can be no real financial morality without the gold standard, but after that there is divergence. The nature of the difference can best be understood from a statement of facts. In accordance with the general principle that the honor of the nation, its credit and its financial well being demand that all obligations of the United States shall be paid in gold unless other- ! wise expressly stipulated in the contract, and that all possible doubt upon that point shall be removed, the house caucus committee has framed a bill declaring plainly that gold is the sole standard of value in this country and that all bonds and other pecuniary obligations, except as above stated, are payable in go|d. All that looks very direct and straightforward. | Upon, the general principle laid down; there should be no objection to it. But we hear that the thrifty republicans of the senate do object very strenuously. They say that if they should concur in the phssage of a house bill containing a radical gold standard provision “they would destroy one of the best means of refunding the debt at lower rates.” Therefore they “propose to apply the gold standard to future issues and provide at once for new gold bonds at a low interest rate which could readily be exchanged for the present high-rate, short-time coin bonds.” So the house will virtually pass the radical gold standard bill, but the senate will prudently modify it in such wise that the holder of existing bonds will think it prudent to exchange them for new ones expressly payable in gold.

That, is to say, it is very immoral and dishonorable to pretend that existing bonds may be paid in silver, and in order to establish the national credit and remove all suspicion of a disposition to repudiate the just obligations of the nation it is necessary to pass a bill declaring that all the bonds are payable in gold. At the same time it is entirely moral so to frame the bill as to make holders of those bonds think they are liable to be paid in silver, and therefore that the best thing they can do is to exchange them for new ones which are expressly payable in gold. In other words, the republican position is that the existing bonds were intended to be payable in gold, and that this is so certain that it is grossly ilnmoral so much as to suggest that they can be paid in silver without dishonor; yet it rs entirely moral to scare holders into surrendering them in exchange for others bearing a lower rate of interest but expressly payable in gold by playing on their fears that the old ones will be paid in silver. It would seem that in taking this position the republicans give away their case as a matter of morals altogether and take their stand on the lower level of policy. If existing bonds are unquestionably payable in gold it is morally wrong to pretend that they are not in order to frighten holders into giving them up for less than bonds so payable are worth, and if they are not so payable all the republican outcry against those who have proposed to pay them in silver has been mere hypocrisy. If the senate scheme is to be adopted it will be in order for the republicans to descend from their high moral horse.-—Chicago Chronicle. POINTED PARAGRAPHS. -Judging from what Senator Hanaa said in the Ohio campaign the republican party intends, to deal very tenderly with trusts in the campaign next year. The democratic party can do no wiser thing than to take its stand against trusts. It can afford to rest its chances of winning the election on that one issue.—Savannah News..

-Secretary Gage condemned as “sentimental agitation” on Monday the demand he yielded to on Wednesday. Result; Speculators were enabled to clean up, by a rise in stocks in Wal* street, just $48,921,340. Whiles this action,* which necessitated a sudden change of front, has been severely criticised, Secretary Gage accepts the full responsibility.—Toledo Commercial. --“Hanna must go!” is the watchword. It was uttered in whispers at first, but now it is shouted through megaphones. But Mr. Hanna has a deaf ear for such voices and President McKinley keeps his mouth shut and looks wise. It is not forgotten that the president acted like a rock for Alger up to a certain time and then turned him down because the pressure to dismiss him “for the good of the party” became too strong.—Cleveland Plain Dealer. -If hostile politicians in Hanna’s party attempt too persistently to drive him from the helm McKinley’s sense of obligation may be appealed to by the man who, more than anyone else, brought him out as a candidate for president and secured his nomination and election. An appeal on this ground made to the president cannot go unheeded without laying “the chosen instrument of destiny and duty” open to a charge of unrequited affection and base ingratitude.—St. Louis Republic. -It will be remarkable, now that the people have given the republican leaders a free hand in congress, if they shall not proceed to hang themselves. The Nicaragua canal project, the shipping subsidy speculation, the temptation to loot our new island'possessions and the danger always incident in a full treasury and a practiced and hungry army of schemers who have fattened upon government largesses and discriminations will make the coming session of congress perilous for the country. Who, now that Tom Reed has retired, can hold back the plunderers^— Philadelphia Record. |r '

BOND MANIPULATIONS H#w the Administration Shapes Things to Help Ont Speculators. . For the first time in ten years the gov* eminent is about to reduce its bonded debt. That is gratifying, of course, but the circumstances under which the operation is to be performed do not speak very forcibly for the intelligence of our' financial policy, however f eloquently they may tell of the astuteness of the individuals who profit by it. The secretary of the treasury has offered to buy bonds to the amount of $25,000,000 to ease the money market* He proposes to pay 112ya for four-per cents, of 1907, or 111 for five per cents, of 1904. That would release from $27,750,000 to $28,187,500, if-the bondholders should avail themselves of the offer to its fullest extent. Looking at the matter merely with reference to the present point of time, the secretary’s proposition is advantageous to the government. .The money is lying idle in the treasury, and by using it in this way we shall save about $1,000,000 a year in interest. But how does that money happen to be in the treasury. It is there because this administration and its predecessors

issued bonds for it. The fo^r per cegts. for which Secretary Gage is now offering* 112% were originally issued at par. That is to say, the government proposes to pay back $1,128,750 for every $1,000,000 it received, after having already paid $S80,000 in interest. On some of the other loans the showing is even worse. Four years ago President Cleveland sold $62,315,400 of-four per cents, of 1925 to the Morgan-Bel-mont syndicate at a fraction over 104. If the government should try to buy back any of those bonds to-day it would have to pay ISO1/-. It is not enough for the government to buy or sell bonds whenever it suits the convenience of Mr. Morgan and the interests he represents —it must also buy dear and sell cheap. Suppose instead of this clumsy bond arrangement we had a postal savings bank with $1,900,000,000 of deposits. Then, if the government had more money on hand than it needed, and wanted to get some of it into circulation, all it would have to do would be to reduce the rate of interest. As the interest went down the deposits would flow out. When the process had gone on long enough it could be checked by simply fixing the rate of interest at the point at which deposits equaled withdrawals. Or suppose we had the interconvertible bond system. There would be no premiums then and no losses to the government on purchases and sales of bonds. When money became so scarce that it was worth more than the two per cent, paid by the government the holders of bonds would simply take them to the treasury and receive notea at par. When they had no further use for the notes they would take'themto the treasury and get bonds. Thus the money market would always be easy, and the government would never be forced to chaffer for its own securities. The $1,046,048,850 of bonds we had outstanding when Secretary Gage made his offer cost us $40,347,S76.80 a year in interest. Under the other arrangement^ the annual interest charge would'be less than $21,000,000 atthe outsid,^, and might run down to nothing, if the demand for currency were sufficient. What does the democratic party think of currency reform as one of the issues of next year’s campaign ?—N. Y. Journal.

FRIGHTENED REPUBLICANS. Reanlts of the Late Elections Creating Mach Uneasiness In Their Ranks. Evidently the republicans, no mattei how much they may whistle to keep their courage up, are pretty thoroughly frightened over the results of the recent elections. J ! Idealizing the fact that Bryan, lias gained ground rapidly afid that even McKinley’s home state is in danger, the republicans are now talking about ati early convention. Tiecalling the history of the last presidential election and the amount -of time, money and printing it took to stem the tide Of Bryan’s eloquence, the republican national committee is said to be unanimously in favor of calling the national convention together early in June. Another “campaign of education” must be fought, the trusts must be got in line and “milked” to the last drop in the way of contributions to the corruption fund and' documents “explaining” the policy of i imperialism must be prepared, and it takes time to do all this. Of course, a long campaign will disturb business, but the republicans will have al|the business they can take care of in an endeavor to make the people that there are no trusts in this and that trusts are a good anyhow. yvill also be required to demonstrate that the declaration of independence is an ^antiquated document not worth regarding by advanced' thinkers and ardent imperialists such as make up the firm of Hanna, McKinley & Co. Therefore an early meeting of the national republican convention is to be called by the frightened members of the McKinley cabal.—Chicago Democrat. -The men "with dinner buckets, who are the professea objects of Mr. McKinley’s tender solicitude and in whose behalf he advocates the policy of protection, help to pay the enormous profits enjoyed by the producers of tin plate, amounting in some instances, to 100 per cent. Thus theContributions to the republican campaign fund are ^swelled by the wage earners, who are compelled to pay more than is just for everything they use for the benefit, as MjBsHMeKinley puts it, of American la* ’bor.—Kansas City Star.

HER WEDDING JOCKEY BY FRBD MYRON '"OI.IIY. ATTY HEMPSTEAD paced to and fro, spinning, one September morning more 1 than 100 years’ ago, her slim, slender figure set off by the white dimity short gown and the calimanco petticoat, and her long golden curia tossing with every movement of the springy feet and white arms. Patty was a pretty girl, as pretty aa any of the giria of our day. And Patty had much the same ways that our giria of to-day have. She enjoyed pretty gowns, and pretty hats, and she knew quite well what suited her best in the way of ettire. Of course she had not the almost endless varieties of cloth to select her gowns from, but from those she had she selected the most suitable, and always looked her very best if her clothing could enhance her charms of form and manner any. •. Of course so pretty a girl could not help but have many admirers, even had she wanted to, and it is not recorded that Patty wanted to. But of all her admirers, she had one that she favored, and it was of him that she was thinking as she paced to and fro before her spinning wheel, and wondered what she should wear at the coming ball. ° One after another of the soft rolls of wool disappeared, until the spindle was laden with a spherical bunch of yarn white enough to be used in knitting a pair of | stockings for Patty’s own slender feet; then i suddenly the whirring and the singing ceased ! .simultaneously, and the girl, she was only

18, exclaimed: "Mother, what shall I wear? Do tell me; and only think, it’s.to-morrow night.1’ Many a woman has asked Jmgsame question before and since Patty Hempstead’* day, but certainly none ever-Telt a greater solicitude and anxiety. The occasion she referred to was a ball and reception that was to be given the officers of the Frepch fleet at the assembly rooms by the citizens of New London. Lafayette, Rochambeau and the rest of that brilliant coterie were expected to be present; but Patty thought more about a Certain pung naval officer named. Reuben Saltonstjlll than shd did of any of those foreign dignitaries. It was during the dark days of the revolution, and money was scarce in the colonies, except among a few of the richest families. In this case, however, it was not owing to any lack of means; for Squire Joshua Hempstead was one of the heavy citizens of the seaport town. The trouble was there was nothing to buy. ' For days and days they had been expecting at Elifathan Popplewait’s wharf a ship from Europe laden with a quantity of shawls, muslins, silks and laces, as well as more material necessaries, but they waited in vaiitf. The bail was now close at hand, and if tne Mary Ann should come in that very day it would be too late to manufacture any of its cargo into a ballroom dress. "There’s your old India muslin,” suggests Mrs. Hempstead. “Ittaight be—” “Don’t speak of it; I wouldn’t be seen in that dress again for all the world,” said Patty, almost with tears in her eyes. “I would sooner stay away from the ball.” “Do you remember the white satin petticoat, made with the long train, that I was married in?” asked Mrs. Hempstead, thoughtfully. “Why, that is the very; thing. Why haven’t wo= thought of it before? The train can be festooned so that it will not em-^ barrass me when dancing.” fv^f' “Now, if you only had a jacket or short gown to wear over it, I don’t see why you wouldn't be fixed,” observed her mother, as she pulled out a drawer of-Vt&s big chest and proceeded to unfold the satin petticoat that had not been worn for years, and waa quite as good as new. “I have it! I have it!” shouted Patty, springing away with such a whirlwind of a rush as to startle quiet Mrs, Hempstead. She returned in a short time, carrying in her hands a sky-blue satin waistcoat heavily embroidered with silver thread. “What in the world are you going to do with that, Patty Hempstead V exclaimed her mother. “It is your grandsire’s waistcoat, child, the very one h* wore at the court of George II. when he was presented to Queen Caroline.” •

for black As she father’s Goa left at the < Ana l, Lol. Hempstead s granadaugnter, will wear it at the reception of Marquis de Lafayette,” said the beautiful girl, her face all aglow. “See, a few snips of the shears will make it all right.” It would be impossible to tell how many limes Patty tried on that satin waistcoat, adaptj^g it to the outlines of her graceful and how, little by little, her careful gs transformed the' old-time relic jaunty “jockey” or jacket that might ced any lady at the;ri>urt of hia George III. ?£?;>:■ ', • * you can imagine Miss Patty, when ball night arrived, dressed in her white petticoat and the sky-blue waistcoat, air drawn high over a cushion and alto fall in ringlets behind, where*it by a string of pearls (also an a bunch of asters at one side, on her hands, and a band of round her white throat, waiting in the Ball for her a box addressed to her was Patty opened it with eager fingers, for she recognized the handwriting, and after unfolding wrap after wrap of tissue paper, finally came to an elegant gilt and ivory fan, its edges ornamented with swan’s down and the face embellished with pink and yellow shepherds and shepherdesses. ;J |g|? That stately assembly has passed into history, and- we have not the time to reproduce in detail the glories of that evening, and how the two distinguished men, Roehambeau and Lafayette, both toasted the bright eyes of Miss Patty in the spiralstemmed champagne glasses of the day. It was all like a dream of enchantment to Patty, and she was more than satisfied. She did not Lave a single rival, not even Polly Shaw, and when she danced a minuet with Lafayette everybody asked who that beautiful girl was. ‘ “How lovely you are to-ni|;ht, Pat tv?” whispered the lieutenant, as he led her away from the marquis, her cheeks still flushed from the compliments of the gallant Frenchman. “And where did you get that elegant dress?” Patty tapped his lips with her fan. “Ungallant, you should never ask a woman how she dresses. The prince never asked Cinderella.” “True, but he might never have lest her if he had, and been to the trouble of hunting for the mate of the silver slipper.** “Well, I will tell you, but not to-night," she whispered. And Patty did tell him not long after, and when he heard the story her lover answered: "Well, you never looked so handsome in your life as in that dress, and your grandfather’s waistcoat shall be your wedding short gown. It is my wish.”'?;': So it happened that Patty Hempstead wore her grandsire’s waistcoat on her bridal day, and there are those living to-day who remember bearing old people say that she was the most beautiful bride they —Boston Globe. J) 1