Rensselaer Republican, Volume 22, Number 24, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 13 February 1890 — Page 3

INDIANA STATE NEWS.

Indianapolis authorities leap* scarlet (ever epidemic. I Evansville butchers are opposing the sale of imported meat. Judson Turner, of Seymour, was fatally trampled by a colt on the sth. Timothy-Sullivan, of Muncie, dropped dead on the Ist while engaged at work. Eight business houses at Elwood were burned Saturday, causing a loss of $35,000. Tipton school teachers protest against the use of the Indiana school geographies Terre Haute has abandoned the proj&ct of putting a ball club in the Interstate League.

Mrs. Claire Kyler, of Peru, a woman physician, has been arrested, charged witn criminal malpractice . The paper mills of the diamond , Match Co begins operations at Wabash this week, employing 150 hands. A mad dog ran amuck at Huntington the 4th, biting a number of animals, and also the son of Charles McCaughey. The widow of Emmett Early, a brakeman killed on tho O. & Mv, near Seymour, has been awarded SIO,OOO damages. All engagements of Riley, the poet, and Nye, the humorist, have been canceled because of the inebriety of the former. Jacob Heim, a manufacturer of Laporte, has disappeared. He collected up his book accounts closely' and left his debts un paid.

Nelson G. Hunter, of Wabash, and Daniel McDonald, of Plymouth, are Democratic candidates for Reporter of the Supreme Court. Mrs. George Kellar, of Coal Creek, near Covington, choked to death on the 3d, dur ing a fit of coughing brought on by the la grippe James Robison, a prominent farmer of Lexington township, Scott county, has become violently insane, due to religious excitement. No trace has :yet been found of Willie Affelder, aged thirteen, the son of wealthy parents, who disappeared from Pern over a month age, Mrs, Susan Telking, a widow, of Fort Wayne, aged seventy-three, tired of life, committed suicide by drowning herself in St. Mary’s .River. .Henry Patty, near Geetingsville, while hunting, accidentally shot himself in the head and body, and although able to walk home, he soon died, Adelbert L. Brown, of Laporte, who suddenly disappeared a few days ago, leaving many creditors, has returned to straighten out his affairs. Henry Ratliff, son of Joseph Ratliff, of Marion, died, Friday, making the third grown child out of the family that has died of typhoid fever in the last two weeks. Charles Barrett and family, of Deerfield narrowly escaped cremation, Saturday night, thieves first plundering the store attached to the residence, and then setting the premises on fire.

The Pan Handle Road is introducing new poaches on its through trains, which are lighted by gas from reservois under the floors. The improvement over the old oil lamp is very noticeable. Leo. F. Wilson, of Shelby county, has been disbarred from practice before the Pension Bureau, and.all other bureaus and offices under the Interior Department by j order of Secretary Noble. Burglars entered George Lawson’s saloon at Greensburg,.and after rifling the! money drawer, the faucets of the whisky and wine casks were opened, permitting the contents to escape on the floor. I In the case of John Worrell against Wm. 1 A. Peelle, involving the office of State Statistician, Mr. Peelle was refused a rehearing. This action of the court gives Mr. Worrell a clear title to the office.

Mias Stella Swope, aged sixteen, of Clinton township, Boone county, looked into a gun which “wasn’t loaded.” The ball struck her between the eyes and has not been found, though she still lives. The infant daughter of William Major, apromment resident of Shelby county; was terribly burned on the Bth, while in her mother’s arms, by the explosion of a hanging-lamp under which she was sitting* Miss Mattie McCall. 1 of Bogard Township, Daviess county, is dead, of pneumonia. She was thought to be the heaviest woman in the county, weighing 355 pounds, and yet only twenty-one years old. Thursday, Ezra Gard, sentenced October, 1878, for life from Lawrenceburg, died at the Prison South. He killed his ■wife and tried to cut his own throat. He was one of a family of six deaf mutes, and ■the only one who could apeak and who went wrong. I Vincennes is rejoicing over the fact that Edwin Rierhaus, Sr., will erect ajresidence build one costing $20,000, while the new residence under contemplation by Charles Bierhaua will cost $25,000, all to be constructed at an early date. In a case of poisoning in the family of W. Robinson, a colored preacher at Mitchell, the entire family was taken sick and the minister died. Rat poison had been kept on a shelf above a table and had ufteti down, unnoticed, where bread and meat had been made up for the dinner.

Molly Olmstead. colored, of Laporte, has celebrated her one hundredth birthday. She has resided in that city fifty years and more, lives alone in two rooms, does her own housework, and is still active on her ,sect aud bright mentally. Her husband and nearly all of eleven children are dead. Arrangements are making at Bicknell for a monster fox drive, covering the larger portions of Vigo and Washington town ships. Kuox county, the ring to oenter on me farm of Samuel House. The date is nxed for February 15, aud it is expected mat several thousand people will join in 4 tne sport. William S. Robinson, a wealthy farmer, -near liruceville, while temporarily deranged, on the sth, committed suicide by .p.acing the muzzle of his gun in his mouth aud touching the trigger, blowing oil the entire top of his bead. Family nfilicUon. coupled possibly with other troubles, the supposed cause. Bartley Mangan, the present and fifth husband of Mrs. Phoebe Quails, iu Fulton CO inty, angered his neighbors by his free \(ires*ious, und has received a “White i' '/ ' -• araing to settle bis affairs and do-

camp within ten days or take the consequences. Mr. Maagan waa a soldier British army for ten, years, and he has published notice that no pretended “White Capa” can force him to retreat, and that if he is attadked somebody will be slain. Indiana patients; G. J. Cline, Goshen fence; S. L. Cowan, Clarksburg, coffeegrinder; J. J. Hamilton and J. W. Hull, New Castle, seed-sower; J. P. Karr, Montioello, removing incrustation from boiler tubes; J. D. Kurtz, water heating apparatus; J. L. Leeper, Fort Wayne, bicycle; W. A. Watson, Lewisville, farm gate.

C. W.Billmyer, who lately came to Muncie, from Shepardstown, W. Va., and started a novelty store, skipped for parts unknown Thursday, after gutting the stock of goods he had purchased of a Cincinnati firm, who have taken charge of the remainder. Billmyer is but twenty-one yefirs of age, and has made many other debts here. A short time ago a rabid dog bit a cdw and a hog for Johu Hard, living five miles east of Brazil. On Wednesday Mr. Bard started into the lot to milk tho cow, when the animal charged on him, striking him *in the breast, knocking him to the ground. He finally made his escape unhurt, and’ went to look at the hog that was bitten He found the animal dead.

Kokomo, Ind., secured two more large factories this week, one for the manufacture of chewing gum, the other a concern for the manufacture of pumps, with a brass foundry in connection. Each will employ one hundred hands. The latter is the fourth factory secured in the past thirty days and the thirty-second since the discovery of natural gas, three years ago. Miners Thursday, while boring for water at the Mattoon City mills, 4 vein of fine fuel gas was opened, at a depth of ninety five feet. Rocks were blown in the air, and the blaze extended five feet above the mouth of the hole when lighted. The gas will be utilized for fuel under the boilers. Work on the large gas-well south of the city continues steadily downward. Warsaw has a society of girls who meet periodically to compare notes upon the charaoter and Conduct of the young men of their acquaintance. They “keep tab” on the boys on their eligible list, noting how often they attend church, whether they drink, smoke or indulge in other wickedness, and strike them from the list as soon as they fall below the requirements. C. M. Lounsberry, of Elkhart, postal clerk on the Northern Pacific line, injured in a wreck last May, will be released from the hoapital and returned to his home this week. Mr. Lounsberry was terribly turned, and his body has been patched with over one hundred pieces of skin, taken from other persons. The company paid him SB,OOO damages, without the necessity of litigation. Jackon township, Blackford county, is in a bad way. Recently the Trustee was compelled to vacate by reason of his bondsmen withdrawing after making good a deficit, and the new Trustee is now met with a contract signed by the old Trustee, authorizing! lightning rods to be erected on sixteen school houses, the cost of which is $1,427. It is claimed that ,$l6O would have been a fair price. M. H. Tyler, a manufacturer of Muncie -charged some weeks ago with bigamy and, /released on SI,OOO bonds, has been re arrested on the original complaint, his firs -wife arriving .from Bangor, Me., to prosecute. Mr. Tyler’s second wife is a daughter of Patrolman Heffner, of MundU, and Tyler’s explanation is that he married the second time believing his first wife had secured a divorce.

Officers of the Indiana Horse Breeding Association were elected on the 4th for 1889. They are: Dr. C. E. Wright, Indianapolis, President; George Campbell, Rushville, Vice-President; Horace F. Wood, Indianapolis,-Secretary; E. J. Robinson,lndianapolis, Treasurer; Board of Censors, M.L. Hare,lndianapolis; N. A. Randall, George W. Morrison, Conaersvilie; J. N.Dickerson, North Vernon; C. L. Clancy, Edinburgh. The indifferent success of agricultural departments of alleged agricultural colleges is one of the notable things in the educational field. Fifteen years ago Purdue University was established as an agricultural school. It has become a State institution of several departments, all successful exoept the agricultural. The annual report of the institution now on file with the Governor, recognizes this condition and laments so few pupils enter the school of agriculture. President Smart denies that the lack of agricultural students is due to neglect or apathy on theparof the management, and attributes it to tbe supposed fact that farmers themselves are not yet alive to the necessity for educating their sons liberally. The total attendance at Purdue has grown to 439. A very peculiar accident occurred to tjie south bound passenger train op the Evansville & Terre Haute railway, Wednesday Evening. While thundering on at the rate of thirty-five miles an hour, the piston rod on the right side of the engine suddenly gave way and flew around with lightning rapidity, one of the ends striking the boiler and tearing an ugly bole in the side causing the steam to escape in huge volumes, and filling the cab. Engineer Morris Hoffman was badly scalded, and, springing backward, he fell from the end, and was, 1 later, picked up, quite seriously injured i Fireman Robert Skinner sprang from the 1 cab, and escaped unhurt. The train run 1 for a mile or two, and stopped of its own accord, as a result of the escaping steam. Trainmen hurried back and found the engineer and fireman. The train was near Evansville, and was pushed in by a freigh ' * rain that followed. } The Supreme Court handed down Tuesday an opinion reversing the judgment in the Qorby and Collett ease. The opinion was written by Judge Coffey and Judges Elliott and Mitchell dissented. It is held that the Governor hae a right to appoin : the State Geologist, and that tbe statute authorizing an election by the Legislature is unconstitutional The opinion covers much the same ground as the opinions in | the cases of the ChLf of the Bureau of Statistics and the Oil Inspector. It, however, modifies and limits some parts of Judge Beokshire’s opinion in one of the previous cases. So far as the decisions ha»e gone the majority hold that the

- Trustees of the Benevolent Institution may be elected by the liegialstue, that the Chief of the Bureau of Statistics must be elected by the people at luge, and that tiie State Geologist must be appointed by the Governor. At a country dance, held at the home of Columbus Dixlender, Friday night, seven miles south of Martinsville, Wiley and Wick Stewart, brothers, got into a dispute over the latter’s right to dance. The former, who was managing the dancei accused Wick of not having paid for admission. Both were drinking, and, after a few words, decided to go out doors and settle the dispute. Wiley drew his knife and plunged it into Wick’s left side jnst below the shoulder blade. He went im. mediately home and told his widowed mother what he had done. Wick was brought home in a buggy and a physician from that city hurriedly summoned. The physician says he thinks the knife blade entered the lung, and that the young man cannot recover. Wiley is still at large. Secretary Metcalf, of the State Board of Health, has been investigating the sanitary condition of the school houses throughout the State. Reports were received altogether from 3,186 schools, which number is only one-third of the total number in the State. Those reported, however, being from all portions of the State, will serve as an index to all the rest. Eighteen percent, of the schooljionsqs are on low, wet ground and need drainage to make them suitable for school house sites. Seventy-one per cent, are improperly ventilated, that is, no provisions are made for ventilation except such as is afforded by windows and doors, and in some instances, as teachers report, by broken glass in windows, broken transoms or cracks in the floor. Twelve per cent, are not properly heated. In 34 per cent, of the houses the black boards are placed between the windows, thus endangering the eyesight of the pupils on account of improper light, and 3a per cent, of these boards have poor surfaces. Thirty per cent, of the buildings have water supplies that are near some nuisance, rendering them unsafe for use. Only in six per centof the houses are pupils required to be vaccinated before entering school; 52 per cent, are reported as having no rules re. quiringpupils coming from families in which there are contagious or infectious diseases to be excluded from the school; 22 per cent, of the buildings are either too small or seriously out of repair; 1,833 pupils are reported as near sighted, owing, probably, to the faulty location of blackboards and the absence of shutters or curtains.

The annual report as to affairs at the Reform School was filed by President Jordan, of the Board of Trustees, with the Governor, Friday. The report contains an historical statement of the founding of the school, and an epftome of the law governing it, and tho methods adopted in the reformation of bad boys. Especial attention is called to the fact that the institution is not an orphan asylum or place for homeless boys. It is intended only for the incorrigible and criminal class, and tbe trustees say it is a crime to commit those who do not belong to these classes. In ten years tbe Governor has commuted the sentences of sixtysthree young men who had been ordered to State prison, and nearly all of these have been saved. ' The trustees commend this practice and advise the Governor to continue it. Tbe importance of having a visitor to look after discharged boys is set forth at length. The average length of time necessary to reform bad boys is stated at two years. The table accompanyin g the report shows that 2,998 boys have been committed to the school since its opening. The cities furnish Reform School boys very much in proportion to population, the number received from eight counties in which are situated the largest cities being as.follows: Marion (Indianapolis), 603; Vigo (Terre Haute). 152; Allen (Fort Wayne), 126; Wayne (Richmond), 91; Cass (Logansport), 91; Vanderburg (Evansville), 35; Tippecanoe (Lafayette), 63; St. Joseph (South Bend), 63, making 1,274, or nearly one-half. The rural counties furnish a very small proportion of the Reform School population, three of them having never contributed a boy. The same fact appears in the State prison reports. There were 201 boys committed last year.

ANNOINTED WITH OIL.

A “Hoodoo” Physician and HU Peculiar Ways Sentenced to the Pen. Professor Alfred Brown,of Westchester, Pa., a “professor of medicine,” was on the Ist convicted of practicing medicine without a diploma and using incantations and ‘hoodoo” methods and sentenced to three year’s imprisonment and S7O fine. The plaintiffs were Mrs. Annie Smith and her father, John M. Burnit. Their testimony showed that Brown came to their home and in professing to relieve Mrs. Smith of pain in her foot annointed her body with oil and gave vent to incantations she could not understand. He also prayed while ascending the stairs backward, cooked eggs and killed one of the chickens by tearing off its head with his hands. He claimed, by means of a notched grapevine, to. repel devils, and, strange to say, the woman admitted that by this process he managed to work some kind of a spell upon her which she was powerless to resist. He received from them nearly S2O in money, birds, bickens and eggs.

AN IMPORTANT DECISION.

The Sdmundi.Foatar Idaho BUI Hold Con. otituUooal. . The. Supreme Court of the United States, on tbe 3d, rendered an opinion affirming the constitutionality of the Edmunds Tucker Idaho test oath, intended to prevent Mormons froto voting. The case came upon an application for a writ of b*> beas corpus, made by Samuel B. Davis who is in jail in Idaho, having been sentenced for unlawfully taking the pro scribed test oath when he was a member of the Mormon Church. The court denies the application for a writ of habeas conpus, holding that polygamy is a crime, and that the constitutional provision guaranteeing freedom of religion is not intended to punishment of any person who. in the name of religion, commits a crime in the eyes of tho law,

HIS JOURNEY OVER.

Eev. T. De Witt Talmags Ones More Ainong His People. The Eminent Divine Tells Abbnt the “Bearlet Thread,” and “The Hones on the Wall”— Welcomed By a Vast Audience. On his return from the long visit to the Holy Land, the first pnlplt appearance of Dr. Talmage was Sunday, Feb. 9, at the Brooklyn Mimic Hall, where he was greeted by a very large audience. His subject was “The House on the Wall,” and his text was from Joshua vi, 23. After quoting the texts “And the young men that were spies went in, and brought out Rahab, and her father, and her mother, and her brethren, and all that she had.” He said: When only a few weeks ago, I visited Jericho, I said, can it be possible that this dilapidated place is the Jericho that Mark Antony gave as a wedding present to Cleopatra! Where are the' groves of palm trees? Where are Herod’s palaces that once stood here? Where is the great theatre from the stage of which Salome told the people that iierodwas dead? Where is the sycamore tree on the limb of which Zaccheus sat when Jesus passed this place? vVhere is the wreck of the walls that fell at the blowing of the rams’ horns? But the fact that all these|have disappeared did not hinder me from seeing in imagination the smash of everything on the fated day, save one house on the wail. That scene centuries ago comes back to me as though it were yesterday.

There is a very sick and sad house in the city of Jericho. What is the matter ? Is it poverty? No. Worse than that Is it leprosy ? a Worse than that Is it death? forsaken her home. By what infernal plot she was induced to leave I know not; but they look in vain for her return. Sometimes they hear a footstep very much like hors, and they start up and say: “She comes!” but only to sink back again into disappointment Alas! Alas! The father sits by the hour, with bis face in his hands, saying not one word. The mother’s hair is becoming gray too fast and she is beginning to stoop so that those who saw her only a little while ago in the street know her not now as she passes. The brothers clinch their fists, swearing vengeance against the despoiler of their home. Alas! will the poor soul never come back? There is a long, deep shadow over all the household. Added to this there is an invading army six miles away, just over the river, coming on to destroy the city ; and what with the loss of their child and tho coming on of that destructive army, I thing the old people wished that they could die. That is the first scene in this drama of the Bible. In a house on the wall of the city is that daughter. That is her home now. Two spies have come from the invading army to look arouDd through Jericho and see how best it may be taken. Yonder is the lost child, in that dwelling on the wall of the city. The police hear of it, and soon there is the shuffling of feet all around about the door, and the city government demands the surrender of those two spies. First, Rahab—for that was the name of the lost child—first, Rahab secretes the two spies and gets their pursuers off the track; but after awhile she says to them: “I will make a bargain with you. I will save your life if you will save my life, and the life of my father and my mother, and my brothers, and my sisters, when the victorious army comes upon the city.” O, she had not forgotten her home yet, you see. The wanderer never forgets home. Her heart breaks now as 9he thinks of how she has maltreated her parents, and she wishes she were back with them again, and she wishes she could get away from her sinful enthrallment; and sometimes she looks up in the face St the midnight, bursting into agonizing tears. No sooner have these two spies promised to save her life, and the life of her father, and mother, and brothers, and sisters, than Rahab takes a scarlet cord and ties it around the body of one of the spies, brings him to the window, and as he clambers out—nervous lest she have not strength to hold him—with, muscular arms •such as women seldom has, she lets him down, hand over hand, in safety to the ground. Not being exhausted, she ties the cord around the other spy, brings him to the window, and just as successfully lets him # down to the ground. No sooner have these men untied the scar- - lot. cord from, their bodies than they look up, and they say; You had better get all your friends in this house—your father, your mother, your brothers and your sis’ters: you had better get them in this house. And then, after you have them here, take this red cord which you have put around our bodies and tie it across the window: and when our victorious army comes up, and sees that scarlet thread in the window, they will spare this house and alt who are in it. “Shall it be so?” cried the spies. “Aye, aye,” said Rahab, from the window, “it shall be so.” That is the second scene in this Bible drama. There is a knock at tbe door of the old man. He looks up, and says: “Come in,’, and lo! there is Rahab, the lost child; but she has no time to talk. They gather in excitement around her, and she says to them: “Get ready quickly, and go witu me to my house. The army is coming! The trumpet! Make haste 1 Fly 1 The enemy! That is the third scene in this Bible drama. The hosts of Isreal are all around'•about the doomed city of Jericho. Crash! goes the great metropolis, heaps on heaps. The air suffocating with the dust, and horrible with the screams of a dying city. All the houses flat down. All the people dead. Ah no, no. On a crag of the wall —the only piece of the wall left standing—there is a house which we must enter. There is a family there that have been spared. Who are they ? Let us go and see. Rahab, her father, her mother, her brothers, her sisters, all safe, and the only bouse left standing in all the city. What saved thorn? Was the house more firmly built? O, no; It was built in the most perilous place-on the wall; and the wail was the first thing that fell. Was it because her character was any better than any of the other population of the city? O, no. Why then was she spared, and all her household? Canyouteilme why? O, it was the scarlet line in the window. That.is the-fourth scene in this Bible drama When the destroying angel went through Egypt, it was the Mood of the lamb on the door poets that saved the Isrealites; and now that vengeance has couae upon Jericho it is the same color that assures the safety of Rahab and all her household. My friends, there are foes coming upon us, more deadly and more tremendous, to overthrow our immortal interests. They will trample us down and crush us opt forever, unless there be some skillful mode of rescue open. The police of death already begin to clamor for our surrender; but, blessed be God, there is s way out. It is through the window, and by a rope so saturated with tne blood of tbe cross, that it is as red as that with which the spies be delivered, then, the scarlet cord stretched across the window Of our escape, wp may defy all bombardment, earthly and Satanic

la the first place, carrying out the; idea of my text, we must stretch this scarlet cord across the window ofoor rescue There comes a time when a man is surrounded. What is that in the front door of his soul? It is the threaten ings of the future. What is that in the back door of his soul? It is the sins of the past. He cannot get out of either of those doorways. \lf he attempts it he will be cut to pieces. r < What shall he do? Escape through the window of God’s mercy. Thatsunshine has been pouring in for many a day. God’s inviting mercy. God’s pardoning mercy; God’s all conquering mercy. God’s everlasting mercy. But, you iay, the window is so high. Ah, there is a rope, the very one with which the cross and its victim were lifted. That was strong enough to hold Christ, and it is strong enough to hold you. Bear all your weight upon it, all your hopes for this life, all your hopes for the life that is to come. Escape now through the window. “But,” you say, “that cord is too small to save me; that salvation will never do at all for such a sinner as I have been.” I suppose that the rope with which Rahab let the two spies to the ground was not thick enough ; but they took that or nothing. And, my dear brother, that is your alternative. There is only one scarlet line that can save you. There have been hundreds and thousands who have been borne away in safety by that scarlet line, and it will bear you away in safety. Do you notice what a very narrow escape those spies had? I suppose they cpme with flustered cheek and excited heart. They had a very narrow escape. They went in the broad door of sin; but bow did they come out? They came out of the window. They went up by the stairs of stone; they came down on a slender thread. And so, my friends, we go easily and unabashedly into sin, and all the doors are open; hut if we get out at all it will be by being let down over precipices, wriggling and helpless, the strong grip abovekeeping us from being dashed to pieces on the rocks beneath. It is easy to get into sin, young man. It is not so easy to get out of it. A young man goes to the marble counter of a hotel. He asks for a brandy smash—called so, I .suppose, because it smashes tbe man that takes it. There is no intoxication in it. As the youug man receives it he does not seem to be at all excited. It does not give any glossiness to the eye He walks home in beautiful apparel,'and all his prospects are brilliant. That drink is not going to destroy him, but it is the first step on a bad road. Years have passed on, and I see that young man after he has gone the whole length of dissipation. It is midnight, and he is in a hotel—perhaps the very one where he took the first drink. A delirium is on him. He rises from the bed and comes to the window, and it is easily lifted; so ho lilts it. Then he pushes back tbe blinds and puts his foot on the window sill. Then he gives one spring, and the watchman finds his disfigured body, unrecognizable, on the pavement O, if he had only waited a little—if he had come down on the scarlet ladder that Jesus holds from the wall for him, and for you, and for me; but no, he made one jump, and was gone. A minister of Christ was not long ago dismissed from his diocese for intoxication, and in a public meeting he gave this account of bis sorrow. He said: “I had a beautiful home once, but strong drink shattered it I had beautiful children; but this fiend of rum took their dimpled hands in his and led them to the grave. I had a wife—to know her was to love her; hut she sits in wretchedness to-night while I wander over the earth. I had a mother, and the pride of her life was I; but the thunderbolt struck ber. 1 now have scarcely a friend in the world. Taste of the bitter cup I have tasted, and then answer me as to whether I have any hatred for the agency of my ruin. Hate it! I hate the whole damning traffic. I would to God to-night that every distillery was in flames, for then in the glowing sky I would write in the smoke of the ruin: “Woe to him that putteth the bottle to his neighbor’s lips.” That minister of the Gospel went in through the broad door of temptation ; he came out of the window. And when I see the temptations that are about us in all countries, and when I know the proclivities to sin that are in every man’s heart, I see that if any of us escape it will be a very narrow escape. O, if vvq have, my friends, got off from our sin,let us tie the scarlet thread by wh’ch wo have been saved across the window. Let us do it in praise of him whose blood dyed it that color. Let it be in announcement of the fact that we shall no more be fatally assaulted. “There is now no condemnation to them that are in Christ Jesus,” Then let all the forces of this world come up in cavalry charge, and let spirits of darkness come on an infernal storming party attempting to take yonr soul, this rope twisted from these words, “The blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth from all sin,” will hurl

them back defeated forever. Still further: We must take this red cord of the text and stretch it across the window Of our households. When the Israelitish army came up against Jericho, they said: “What is that in the window?” Some one said: “That is a scarlet line.” “O,” said some one else, “that must be the house that was to be spared. Don’t touch it.” That line was thick enough, and long enough, and conspicuous enough to save liahab, her father, her mother, her brothers and her sisters—the entire family. Have our households as good protection? You have bolts on the front door and on the back, and fastenings to the window, and perhaps burglar alarms, and perhaps an especial watchman blowing his whistle at midnight before your dwelling; but all that cannot protect your household. Is there od our houses the sign of a Saviour’s sacrifice and mercy? Is there a scarlet line in the window? Have your children been consecrated to Christ? Have you been washed in the blood of the atonement? In what room do you have family prayers? Show me where you are accustomed to kneel. The sky is black with the coming deluge. Is your family inside or outside of the hrkl It is a sad thing for a man to reject Christ; but to lie down in the night of sin, across the path to heaven, so that his family come up and trip over him—that is terrific. It is a sad thing; for a mother to reject Christ; but to gather her family around her. and then take them by the band and lead them out into paths of worldliness, away from God and heaVen, alas 1 alas! There may be geranium and cactus in that family window, and upholstery hovering over it, and childish faces looking out Of it, But there fiTSS* scarlet thread stretched across it. Although that bouse may seem to be on the beatßtreetin all the town or city, it ia really op the edge of a marsh across which sweep most poisonous malarias, and it has a sandy foundation, »ncl its splendor will oom& down, and great will be the fall of it A home without God. A prayerless father! An undevout mother! Awful! awful! Will you keep on, my brother, on the wrong road, and take your loved ones with you ? Time ia so short that we cannot waste any of It on apologies, or indirections, or circumlocutions. You no we to Vour children, O father, O mother, more than food, more than clothing, more than shelter -you owe them, the example of a prayerful, consaerafc. ed, pronounced, out-and-out Christian lifoy,. You oahnot afford to keep it away from; them. ) . .. Tj ,Si

Now, as I stand here, you do sot see any hands outstretched towards me, and yet there are hands on my brow and bands os both toy shoulders. They are hands of parental benediction. It is quite n good many years ago now since we folded those hands as they began the last sleep on the banks of the Raritan in the village cemetery; bnt those hands are stretched out towards me to-day. and they are junt as warm and they are jnst as gentle a* when I sates her knee at five years of age. And I shall never shake off those hands, tdo not want to. They have helped me so much a thousand times already, and 1 do not expect to have a trouble or a trial between this and my grave where those hands will not help me. It was not a very splendid home as the world calls it; but we had a family Bible there, well worn by tender perusal; and there was a family altar there, where we knelt morning and night; and there was a holy Sabbath there; and stretched in a straight line or hung in loops or festoons, there was a scarlet line in the window. O the tender, precious, blessed memory of a Christian home! Is that the impression you are making upon your children ? When you are deaid—and it will not be long before you are—wheu you are dead, will your child say: “If there ever was a good Christian father, mine was ou& If there ever was a good Christian mother, mine was one!” Still further: we want this scarlet line of the text drawn across the window of our prospects. I see Rahab and her father, and her mother, and her brothers and sisters looking out over Jericho, the city of palm trees, and across the river, and over at the army invading, and then up to the mountains and the sky. Mind you. this house was on the wall, and I suppose the prospect from the window must have been very wide. Besides that,l do not think that the scarlet line at all Interfered with the view of the landscape. The assurance it gave of safety must have added to the beauty of the country. To-day, my friends, we sit in the window of earthly prospects, and we look off towards the hills of heaven and the landscape of eternal beauty. God has opened the window for us, and we look out. We now only get a dim outline of the inhabitants. We now only here and there catch a note of the exquisite harmony. But blessed bj God for this scarlet line in the window. That tells me that the blood of Christ bought that home for a soul, and I shall go there when my work is done. And as I put my hand on that scarlet line, everything in the future brightens. My eyesight gets better, and the robes of tbe victors are more lustrous, and our loved ones who went away some time ago—they do not stand any more Witb their backs to ns, but their faces are this way aud their voices drop through this Sabbath air,saying with all tenderness and sweetness: “Come! Come 1 Come!” And the child that you think of only as buried—why, there she is, and it is May day in heaven; and they gather the amaranth, and they pluck the lilies, and they twist them into a garland for her brow, and she is one of the May queens of heaven. Odo you think they could see our waving to-day? It is quite a pleasant day, pretty clear, and not many clouds in the sky. I wonder if they can see us from that good: land? 1 think they can. If from this window of earthly prospects we can almost see them, then from their towers of light 1 think they can fully see us. And so I wave them the glory, and I wave them the joy, and I say: “Have yon got through with all yourtroubles?” and their voices answer: “Goto hath wiped away all tears from our eyes.” I say: “Is it as grand up there as you thought it would be?” and the voices answer : “Eye hath not seen nor ear heard, neither hath it entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for those that love him.” I say: “Do you have any more struggle for bread?” and they answer: “We* hunger no more.” And 1 say: “Have you been out to the cemetery of the golden city!” and they answer: “There is nodeath here,” And 1 look out through the heavens, and I say: “VV here do you get your light from nights, and what do you burn in the temple?’’ and they answer: “There is no night here, and we have no need of candle or of star.” And 1 say: “What book do you sing out of?” and they answer: “The Hallelujah Chorus,” And. I say: “In the splendor and magnificence of the city, don’t you ever get lost?” and they answer: “The iamb which, is in the midst of the throne leadeth us to. living fountains of water.” O how near they seem. Their wings—do you not hear them? And alt that tnrougn tne window of our earthly prospects, across which stretcheth the scarlet line. Be that my choice color forever. i* it toe glaring for you* Do you like the blue Decause it reminds you of the sty, or the green because it makes you think of the foliage, or the black because it has in it tbe shadow of the night? I take the scarlet because it shall m-ike me think of tho price that was paid for my sonl. O the blood! the blood! the blood of the Lamb of God that taketh away the sin of the world. I see where von are. You are at tbe cross roads. The next step decides everything. Pause before you take it; but do not pause too long. I hear the blast of tbe trunmet that wakes the dead. Look' out! Look out! For in that day, and in our closing moment oo earth, better than any other defense or barricade, however high or broad or stupendous, will be one little, thin,scariet thread in the window.

Lighting a Pipe with Ice.

Last winter quite a little excitement was caused among a party of skaters on the Serpentine river, England, by one of the party making a lens of ice and lighting the pipes of the others. This reminds the writer, says the St Louis Republic, that this curious experiment was first brought before the public by Dr. Scoresby, who, when in the polar regions, to the great astonishment of his comp inions, who did not understand why the ice did not freeze the solar rays, performed the same remarkable feat It may also be worthy of remark that Prof. Tyndall when a tutor in the Royal institution, on several occasions set tire to little heaps of gunpowder with rays from an electric arc concentrated on the powder by a lens of ico. His explanation was that although ice absorbs rays of certain waves of light and is gradually melted thereby, other waves do not absorb, ' and these latter produce the beating effect at the focus of the lens. It is wholly a question of the relative motions of the molecules of frozen water and the motions of the waves of light

The Widow Had Just Said No.

‘•Life is a game,” said X T pson Downes, reflectively. “I thought it was draw and I drew for a queen, but it seems to be euchre for me.” “In that case." said the lady, consolingly, “you will have to go it alone.” “Yes, and what is worse.” said Mr. Dowhes, “I can’t take my partner's best card.” “I always knew you were a horrid mercenary * thing. ” reifta.rk:ed th@ widow, as she cut out of the room and left Mr. Downes to shuffle sadly on hit lonesome way.—Puck. •. . ‘ V ‘ '. ■ '