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•L-—" by MRS. NAIM3THAN STARS OF ■NIGHT. at need to ask x wery breeze in >oleon b. morange. uispered; she lox is her heart my own, My glan Pcy> rton o The lashes droned^eiuurY ou: The whisper then was b 0 ’ The world embraced by a sunn Xay half asleep in the tender lig . .. As together we walked alone; ' l S nr The whole world seemed replete w\ What need to question the stars abov, , And ask was her love my own? What were f'e million stars of night! Could they make my future pathway brlgi With their pale and far endeavors? We homeward turned, silent, alone; Jfo need to ask was her heart my own; We were plighted, happy lovers. New York City. WITH EYES IMMORTAL. BY M. J. ADAMS. ’Tls said The dead Beyond this lifo See all our strife, Our struggles long and vain For worldly fame and gain, With eyes immortal; note the days Devoted to ungodly ways—the wanderings astray, foolhardy, blind— Look down and pity loved ones left behind, Yet feel no grief nor know regret, Nor pains the hours of life beget; For peace is all they know. Greater than bliss below, For eternity Poor moi t ils, we, Should sigh To die! Ravenna, Ohio. ft Remarkable Romance. BY EMILY THORNTON. CHAPTER XIV Continued. Sir Reginald was a very unpleasant •sick person. * Os a fiery disposition, he would rate soundly any person who did not instantly .acquiesce to his opinions. This failing, together with his rough • .and ungentlemanly words, often brought tears into the eyes of Ethel, who was entirely unused to such harshness. Often sho would question her own heart, whether it was her duty to remain and bear the many petty trials that .daily arose to meet her. Then she would remember the promise given her aunt, and would try to banish each unpleasant scene from hor mind, by striving to think of some way in which to lead his thoughts into a purer and better channel. “I must have been sent here for some especial purpose in the providence of God, and it may be that it was to be instrumental in saving the soul of this poor man. But how can I obtain the least influence over him, when he is so eccentric and unapproachable. The -only way that seems at all feasible will be to introduce some religious reading, is so rank an unbeliever, and so utterly profane, I fear every effort in his behalf will provq a failure.” That afternoon she found an opportunity to put in force one of her good resolutions. Sir Reginald had asked hor to read the Jaily newspaper. This she had done, and after a tedious hour spqpt in that manner, she took a Bible from the table near by and withjut a word commenced reading the fourteenth chapter of St. John. “Let not your heart be troubled; ye Relieve in God. believe a’so in me. “In my Father's house are many maniions; if it were not so, I would have told you. Igo to prepare a place for sou. “And if I go and prepare a place for sou, I will come again, and receive you unto myself: that where I am, there ye may be also. ” Thus far had she progressed in her yonscientious effort to bring something holy to boar upon the sufferer’s mind, when suddenly the book was snatched <rom her hand, and hurled across the room, while in a tone of thunder, and with wicked oaths, he bade her—- “ Stop that canting, hypocritical work, and never dare read from that old book as fables again in my presence. It is bad enough to lie here suffering, without having religion thrust in my way at every turn. ” “But, Sir Reginald,” pleaded the shocked girl with a trembling voice, -‘a few words from God’s own book, has often proved a source of great comfort to Christians, upon a bed of pain ” “Oh, yes! I know all you wish to say, but I tell you, once for all, it won’t comfort me, for lam no Christian. Ido not believe in that folly, and I won’t have it around." With a sigh of weary resignation, Ethel crossed the room, and picking up •the volume she loved so well from the floor, she tenderly smoothed its rumpled leaves, and restored it to its place on the eq ju. ■ — — /'Stop!” he roared, as it left her hand, said I would not have it around! I warn you it shall not even remain in this room. Carry it instantly away, and never let me hear a word regarding it, or its contents, from you again.” Reluctantly obeying the bold, impious । command, Ethel carried the sacred book to her own apartment, and again resumed her task of reading long political articles and descriptions of races and events that had occurred in the fashionable world, while her soul was yearning to give to the wicked master of this strange old Hall the true bread of life. In one of Dr. Elfenstein’s visits, he hid been presented with a quantity of exceedingly choice flowers, by a grateful patient, and suddenly remembering the dismal life Ethel Nevergail was leading, he resolved to divide them with her. Driving then, first to his own home before seeking the Hall, he selected the most beautiful, and forming them into a; graceful bouquet, drove into the rambl^ with them in his hand. / Belle was in the drawing-room, >hnd saw him leap from the gig, with his^loral prize, so stepped quickly from th# vzlndow that reached to the floor, in Order to attract his attention, supposing, j n her extreme vanity, that he would instantly present them to herself. But, to her deep chagrin, he merely

made a few passing observations, and walked on, carrying the coveted flowers with him. Biting her lips in keen vexation, sho muttered as sho retreated to the room sho had loft: “I will stay hero and watch for his return. Something seems to tell me that those flowers are for that odious Ethel Nevergail. If they are ” Sho did not finish her sentence audibly, but the ominous look in her eyes told of । bitter feelings that would seek some petty revenge. Ethel was passing through the upper hall to her room, when Dr. Elfenstein ran lightly up, and as he pronounced her name to detain hor she tarried until he cached her side. c “Mlss Nevergail, I do not kaow whethI b”u are as fond of flowers as I am, but may • brought you a few, hoping they “Oh, r y OU i n your lonely duties.” indeed, as q f you , Doctor! They will, are perfect J-ove them dearly. These them highly.” ties and I shall prize “That rose, I th hair to perfection. Aiwill adorn your there. May I?” to fasten it With a pleased blush the ~ bent her head, and with skillful" 1 ? R> r l Earle placed it just above her sm?. rs , white ear, where it nestled lovingly, add- - ing a new charm to her bright young , face. Just as he was finishing, a stop approached, and Belle, who could not re-

pLUUGIDjU, CL 11VI AM'llV, H 11U IVIUU ll'/U 1’ strain her curiosity another moment, as she had heard him pause on the floor above, and then make some remark in a low tone, came upon the scone. Just in time to seo his hand leave tho rose, and to see Ethel turn toward her own room, and disappear with the bouquet in her hand and a gratified smile hovering around her lips. Waiting until sho had seen the Doctor leave tho premises, and Ethel again repair to Sir Reginald’s side, the malicious girl proceeded directly to that room where sho found tho flowers carefully bestowed in a fancy vase upon the dress-ing-case. Seizing them without a moment's hesitation, she turned directly to the baronet’s room. Ethel sat by the bed, and at his request was striving to cool his heated blow by gently moving a fan. Raising her eyes, to her astonishment she recognized her flowers, but before she could claim thorn Helle’s angry voice arrested • her attention. “Sir Regina ,” she exclaimed, “I think j it my duty o inform you that .Miss r Nevergail seems to have forgotten her position as your assistant nurse and paid , i dependent, and seizes every opportunity : ; that offers to carry on sly flirtations with gentlemen. I just surprised Dr. Elfenstein placing that rose in her hair i outside your door, while at the same time he gave her these flowers. Do von

approve of such behavior?" “Approve? No; of course not!" he returned, flying into a passion at once, as she well knew he was sure to do. “.Miss Nevergail, what business have you to conduct yourself in that style? Did I bring you here to form intrigues with gentlemen?” “You certainly did not,” was the calm reply, “nor have 1 done so. Dr. Elfenstein is an old friend, and as such ho presented me with the flowers Miss Glendenning has taken from my room. Being my own property now, I will thank her for their restoration.” So saying, sho reached forth her hand for them. But Belle dre^~A)aek and scorn fully,ro“You shall never have them again, I assure you, as I shall instantly see that every stem, leave and bud is destroyed. If you do not know your place better in this house than to put yourself on an i equality with its visitors, you must be taught. Do you not think so, Sir Reginald?” she added, appealing to him. “Certainly. Just take the trash away and see that it is destroyed. 1 shall myself inform Dr. Elfenstein.” “You will not do that, surely, uncle. He would then bo vexed with me,” Bello hastily exclaimed. “1 will destroy them, since you wish it also, but not until you promise to say nothing to him about it." “Well, have it your own way; but if I do not, perhaps Miss Nevergail will.” “She dare not! she knows it would seem unmaideniy to mourn over the loss of a few flowers that were his gift, in his presence. lam not at all afraid of her doing so.” So saying, regardless of Ethel’s beseeching words and looks, the spiteful girl left the room with hor ill-gotten treasures, and Ethel saw them no more. , Sir Reginald remained exciti J, cross and nervous, for some time after this scene, and poor Ethel found it almost impossible to please him in anything she at tempted. The sight of tho flower sho still wore seemed to aggravate him. although he made no further comments upon the ; subject, but Ethel felt that without a direct command she was not required to remove it. Therefore it remained, and when Dr- , Elfenstein returned in the afternoon for I his usual second visit to the, sick man. । he smiled as his eyes rested upon it. but never was told the fate of the rest of his offering nor hoard of the hard words she had endured on account of his friendly gift. CHAPTER XV. ANOTHER STARTLING ADVENTURE. After Robert Glendenning had been so justly repulsed by Ethel in the grounds of the hall, he felt exceedingly ill-used, and tho more ho pondered over the coldness of this boantiful girl toward himself the more ho felt inclined to punish her want of appreciation of his merits as a handsome, wealthy, and popular young man. Her decided repulse of every overture

I that he had made served but to enforc' - I the desire ho felt to subdue her prid^r’ turn her feelings into fawning tion. Robert Glendenning w^ not Ethel had supposed, a disslp^,,, „ . , man, but owing to t> ‘ ' /''prayed of his childhood I^.™ ? n g ? Influ ‘ } n«es and utterly sel^\.^ s a v a ,n ’ reckless will of his ow^ tocothnr , a str . on « mischievot\ s | e ’ . 1 basing, amides of both his uncle by marriage and spoiled sister, he had allowed h "s Wure to become perverted, and drifted him. he WGak Character we now find Immediately after his Last * account of it,, his sister gave him a graphic account of the presentation J »>>? flowers by Dr. boid destruction of them, then concluded by saying: " “She’s a proud', stuck-up thing md t de delight in humiliating he? fe^tngs. I intend to do all I cau

bring her from tho high pedestal 0® Which She has perched and if I [ onlv incense Sir Reginald against 1 o». , so that ho will send her away, 1 shah be delighted. Bob, I wish you would, 1H '-1’ will do all I can to reduce henabom*l inable pride, 1 assure you, though I do not care to have her sent away. She shall, however, repent snubbing me aS she did yesterday.” , “Snubbing you! What do you mean? Did sho really dare to do that'?” “She did, indeed. ” Robert then related his experience with the object of their discussion. ••The idiot! Sho does not deserve your further notice! However, if 1 seo a chance to lower her in Sir Reginald s esteem, I shall do it. If needful, I shall call on you for assistance.” That afternoon the wished-for oppoitunity arrived. Bello happened to bo in her uncle s room a few moments, when sho hoard tho following conversation take place, which gave her a plan upon which to work. Sir Reginald had recwWod a note from a neighbor in reference to some very important private business, which he found necessary to attend to immediately. ■ some intelligent person to see , I 'converse with Mr. Perkins in regard ho explained his ~,' v ’’'^•■■Horo Bello had entered, - ‘“i $ ,

kind .wii - -tL J<l to t hisimpofnl^ wor\ V A?” “I A Amd your wishes perfectln _ can direct me there, I will\ ^^Snco. ” “Yi>n"liad better not go around tho road, as the walk would be full a mile and a half, but go from the rear of the Hall and take a short cut through the fields. There will only be a couple of bars to lower, and the path is direct and plain. ” “Then I will start at once.” “It will only take you until about 5 o'clock to go and return. Please be as quick as possible in getting back, as I shall need you by that time. You understand, 1 wish you to hurry. I,never like a person to loiter when 1 send them upon an errand. “1 will certainly return as quickly as possible,” returned Ethel, as she left the room to prepare for her walk. This, as I said, was Belle's opportunity. Seeking Robert at once, therefore, sho informed him of the errand Ethol hai to transact for Sir Reginald, and his strict injunction that she should hasten back | to his side. “He tokl her the whole work could be ; accomplished by live o’clock. Now, Robert, I think it would provoke him greatly if she were detained until seven. Can you not intercept heron her return, and manage to keep her away?” “Yes, indeed. It will be splendid fun.

I will do it. If I cannot keep her in any other way I will force hor into a phaeton I and take her off upon a ride." “Do; then I will inform his lordship I that she was seen riding with soiu< i strange young man.” “Ila, ha! good; and if sh ■ says it was I this chap, 1 will deny it in full." “And I will come in to prove an alibi. j When’ will you meet her.’" । “Just, the other -■lde <>f the Perkins J wood. I will have a horse and phaeton ' waiting m this side. There is a woodman's road there that leads to tin’ main road; wecan take that, and have a jolly long ridel But 1 shall have a fuss to getj her into ihe vehMo. I s? _ < si 1 ~ 1:1 LAukx.wig g.tyly nvo thoqSn In pro*^, ' poet, the two separated to juit in son o j the mischief they had browed. Poor Ethel left the house without a suspicion of what awaited her: glad, in fact, that sho could thus enjoy a stroll after the confinement of that elose, hard day. The way was perfectly direct, but sho saw at once that it wa> lonely, though ' very beautiful. Crossing several fields, she at length entered quite a dense wood, but a small : path had been cut directly through, and the whole way was wild and full of interest. The atmosphere was made dblielous with a woody, spicy fragrance from mints and woodland treasures of all varieties, and the whole combination was ! so new to her experience that she really i enjoyed every step of th< long walk. Arrived at the place sho sought sho found Mr. Perkins at home, ami soon explained the cause of her visit, ami trans- ■ ..eted the business with which she had j been intrusted. This completed, she turned her face homeward. All went well with her until she approached tho woods. At the entrance she found, on consulting her wat h, that it was quarter past : four. “I shall reach tho Hall just about five.” she thought, "ami so please sir Reginald. I would not have liked being late, after i what he said. ” Suddenly sho was startled by a sound ; at her side, then, to her surprise and j chagrin. Robert Glendenning stepped directly in her path. “My dear Miss Nevergail, this is a delightful meeting in a delightful place. Where may your curiosity have taken you to?” “My curiosity, Mr, Glendenning, took me nowhere. I have merely been to transact a matter of business for Sir Reginald, and am now on my way home. Being in a hurry, I would be glad to pass on.” "Nnr so i( **44 । girl (don't shtftOA my pretty pretty); surun, A UP/} know you are this romantF linger awhile in some one tq • now that you have wood.’c’ r Tt~ p njoy the beauties of tho •vith you?”

“ N , o ’ Glp » dp nning,” was the digl “I cannot linger a moment. ‘ n Reginald desired my immediate roant cannot keep him waiting.” ‘Nevertheless, my sweet creature, ho 1 wait; for you cannot return just now, as I intend for once to fully enjoy your society.” J J So saying, the bold young man atempted to take her hand, to draw it under his arm. Snatching it instantly away, Ethel ™on him a stern look, and ordered him to stand aside. hpedin S h . er in the least, ho impuntly slipped ins arm around her waist exclaiming: ’ “Perhaps you would like this way of ’ 11 makcs 110 diffo ™nce Shaking off his arm, Ethel pushed him aside indignantly, then with rapid stops pressed onward. [to be CONTINUED.] Nothing external constrains tho gods but their own eternal will makes for them a law. Never do the gods repend of their first intentions — Anon.

THE SUNDAY SCHOOL.' THOUGHTS worthy of calm reflection. A TlepSant, Interesting;, and Instructive Y'X®B<^Unnd Where It May Ke found—A .Learnei Concise Review of the Baui*. ' The leion for Sunday. January 11, may befoumim Kings 12: 25-33. / introductory. This lesson in -Idolatry in Israel” will be | valuable to us according as we apply it to I ourselves. The tendencies toward Idolatry

iln America, and in Christian America at | that, are foe marked to be overlooked. The i teacher should warn against these dangers and.UMlut out. from Israel’s carter where thd bad Issue begins. The eccentric Non- . such professor has a two-fold division for text work which we regard as most wise and ! sagacious. It is. briefly stated, flist, cut । out your garment then put it on. In our i •■Explanatory” we endeavor to do the first, 1 and In our «Exposltory” the second. It is > to the teacher and pastor, however, that we must look to make it tit. 1 WHAT THE I.ESSON SAYS.

(Jeroboam. A widow’s son. (1 Kings 11: nm 1 21'1) 'llie responsibility put thus upon him th” . diitbtlAs helped to develop his strong char--3 mfcr. 4 Shechem. Its name inean^ 1 Strong also in historical Vestige. _ AbaLaw niade it Gen. 12 ugu. Josh. 21: 21. ’ 4. Wmulgatlon of the -I HTI 1... 1 New Testament,

called Sy char ^John 4: i>)Tx«bJjfity of 5,t00. now occupies the spot, e^lt Penuel, 1. e., bupt up. strengthoj This Is that I’enu jl or Peniol (face (O where Jacob wrestled with Jehovah v !: 30, 31). j WHAT THE I.KSSDN TKACHES. gll fhallthe kingdom return. He Is bei to doubt so soon. And right here "A M a | ,?wn downfall. Peter walked the hit .bravely and lustily till he took It । , n ? • y f ro ni his Muster and fastened Im hjCiself and his own efforts. Then d<» thou of little faith, wherefore }lll nt ioubt?”—that tells the secret of bq n tjjlL It is the weak point in JeroWe |C'hracter. He was a strong man. | ,l e a ll to rule, with splendid possiblliH< There was the trouble. ■ sei thought and effort upon hlmI liu lgf° r K ot that all he was or could ; th, was hrough the purpose and by I OTI JO of God, meekly accepted. He thi that promise made to him back “On the field.” ••And it shall be, If I I-* hearken • • • that I will be with t>e build thee a sure house.” it shall tic Is saying In miserable skepl’n ^Tjw shall the kingdom return. ' t with the kingdom does begin to r • i ]_• om him Iwcause of ids unfaith. >, bn ® careful, lest with the very next in after we say -thy kingdom come,” ( ] Lord’s prayer, we be found saying m fully, self-dependently. now shall the ’ .>m return; and what shall 1 do to nt it? Right here we lift an alien p. Greg< ry nt Rome, Henry VIII. in nd. was each a Joroloum In bls w ay. I this became a sin. No, it was not lutt. das a sin. it just became one—that

I |IM 11. So do all “ins arise. Eve did not 4 l that the taking of the apple should bo Iu isgres^lou. It speedily became such, , ust and disobedience Isctring their In, fruit. Al raham did not Intend that Fevarlcatlon. whereby bis wife should .j^led his sister, should be a .-In. It was a word of comenlenee. it • nabled I^Kim and Ids wife, forsooth, to live, for (^■ne being, comparatively unmolested, (.^enemies' country. But it soon beIfla sin. and Abraham was rebuked for before the eyes of the heathen, as . •■God's people are to-day . Solomon dl<l atw^end that his adoption of tho fashions Tnistoms of the rations should be a 111 1® to God. He jndy wished to esjj | his realm, uni 1 rv|f ‘ ’ . ... ... o„ w * letter fruits of such compromise. . T cigar, the first glass, the first “•^M^^nrds -O. no, they were not meant ■ntw///Just lor ammement, or to pass u ! J hour, or to make one's self agreeabl to u le [H-vple of the world. But this has become sin. fearful sin. An appaHt trilling departure from Cbristly tf^Mand ami apostolic procedure. Just for P b 'ase. Alas. alas, the “•ttfiXas put upon God’s own Zion. vi u unt>» Han. They go the whole road. ‘Ji , 11 inch, and it will presently be an ’lien Lot starts down the way toward ^"■he dues not stop till he reaches tie । *' n ® ® the lliiv. Presently we find him le.i»u, pitching tents and verily dwellthe city of destruction Perhaps - , ' rl 'k*m fixed upon Bethel us a slight departs. then yielded a little further to < oncU lte t | l( , n()r thern tribes, giving them a PWsiona! or perhaps a tentative place of lot. Jpg, ODe which could be used In ‘ extremity w hen It was exceedingly (Intlev or painful to push the way do n to 1,10 * J her • .ty. Now behold lie sees the '"‘'’Pkireferrlng the farlhist point. They hav<y,o||y swung off. They ate thoroughgo.nj ititmllnarian-. Doubtless it was a ’.w' 1 । kindly thought that first suggested 1 11 c iptism and all other substitutes for the tn an( j original ordinance. Now see, v '‘ ?*ihel Is not enough. The confederate<TT^eSl j Israel have gone clean over to Dan And they verily think by so doing '|. ur *lp God. Worship it may be. through 11 s Ldusceiision, but O, why not come aC k ®hlon? Thus only unity. heed la Bethel tho priests. Yes, ? | ,U | I ' l i '‘l wa y s find priests to watch the tl^t I es ' Elrst a sinful departure. Then t lat *‘6l rture organized, for we read that ma^ a house of high places.” Now ho put- ill rlests there to establish and perpc h t > iniquity. There Is never an T . dS "° pronounced and atrocious but ta. .1 p rient priesthood can be found to S’ ' , ^parent sanctity' and so t > misleaii ihe. elcct Motmonism has done xilely, L t with ull lts vicloiisne-s it has never l en p r iestless. Indeed, Its high priests avo fostered and promote! its ’Uisdoing Man . pla( , od pHes’s. Jeroboam'S brotherh 3d of tho high places, beware c f them. n j y servants whom God anointed aro t 0 |j o trusted. “By their fruits y<%hall know thinwg' ,0, that the priests a d p r opheta were jl A God’s men, tojead t. straying aoi^BireSk to God's MMLL -farted ’ 1 1 rlll er than 1 , halted part Ber«M^^muier also, bn ^^4 altar to-day way; ■■Anglicanism has^®^fg. unur | a somc^e up among the So hefered upon tho altar which he ha" made, en are always ready to do that. Let th make their own altar, and how

IjC V Lil UKHXV V • • ........ ...... ..... easy tb^crifice! Altars of fashion, altars of selfness, altars of worldliness—sin’s altars , but O. how many are making offering feme of them toilful and painful and to tkery giving of the life. And yet what de it amount to? Sacrificing upon ,ho alt which he had made, so goes tho wild, recons world. And alas, too often, so goes m church. How far lilgh-chuich-ism is tjo in this country, as In England, no one lows. But. it has gotten as far as Bethel ready and some of its priests aro alreadjlifting their eyes toward popish Dan Jit not time for a protest, a Protestant pr.est? Lord, thine altars, we weep for thin altars? VORDS OF WISDOM. Thee is nothing more contagious than examp/ To hviDJ a sorrow with some one is to lighten jt The hear} that has never suffered has never loV»d. No MAX ever goes willingly where his heart lines not lead him. The way to do a great thing is never to neglect any little thing. Ale the reward love over asks is the privilege of doing its best.

A THIRST FOR BLOOD. A MINNESOTA MAN STARTS IN TO BUTCHER HIS FAMILY. ( art Reher, a Wilkin County German, Shoots His Wife, His .Son, anil His Daughter, and Then Blows His Own Brains Out—Mrs. Reher Dead and tho Son Expected to Die—Family Quarrels tlie Cause of the Tragedy. [Fergus Fall (Minn.) dispatch.] The chapter of horrors which has > marked the closing year in Minnesota is ’ not yet complete, and the tragedy which ' took place a few miles southwest of Car-

lisle, Wilkin County, in some respects •_ • caps all others of recent date in its horH na 1 Tor and utter brutality. Yesterday t,)t|j h 0 | family of Carl Reher consisted six persons. To-day the father and^g^. mo thor are dead, the son is hovering oix *•, the edge of the grave, and one dauj’^Wuter is dangerously wounded. Carj^ 3’Heher was a German aged nearly^ ’^o, who lived in a cabin on “the Half ' «,,» as they are called, in Wilkin Con 1 about twelve miles ^rom this ctiL. n y. jus family consisted of

wil nrtv , aged 49; his son Henry, 25; and ’ ,1" daughters, aged 22,16, and 14. Reher was a taciturn, moody man. who was held in much fear by his neighbors as a person of unbridled passions and dangerous deposition. His son Henry has served a term in tho penitentiary for

(*iuTfarTerr ’\7l luuicirv* — perhaps tho less said the better. For tho last three years there have been bitter family quarrels which often resulted in violence. Against any outside interference, however, the family always united as oso person, as in the case of the arrest of Henry Reher for horse-stealing, when the others did all they could to shield him from the law. A few weeks ago, after an unusually violent family broil, Carl Reher quit the house and went to Elizabeth, a German village eight miles from here, where he opened a shoe shop, and has since worked steadily until last night. Saturday night ho got a ride with a neighbor and went home. Tho rest of the horrible story of Iwst night's crime was learned from the lips of his dying wife and his daughters. Reher entered his homo on the flats at about 9 o’clock in tho evening. All the members of tho family were there, and jumped up in surprise at the unexpected appearance. He walked to the table with apparent unconcern, and laid down several small bags of candy and a largo bottle of whisky. “These are Christmas presents for you, and I have got some more,” he said, and stepped into a leanto at the back of the house, used for a woodshed, and a moment later reappeared at the door with a self-cocking revolver in each hand. These lie leveled and began tiring. Tho first bullet was

tired at his son, but missed its mark. The young man staggered back, and threw up his arms to protect himself. The second ami third bullets struck him in the arm, which was shockingly mangled. The fourth bullet was aimed at his oldest daughter and entered her shoulder. Tho lamp was extinguished by tho fifth shot, which entered tho body of Mrs. Reher. By this time tho whole family was in a frenzied state, and all made a rush for the door. Re).er dropped Ills revolvers and drew a huge carving-knife. As Henry Reher reached the door ids father plunged tho t nlf® AulO__hb son’s back, penetrating /bugs. In spite of this ghastly wound the young man'mounted his horse and rode two miles to tho house of Henry Schomann, the nearest neighbor, who at once went to Carlisle and telegraphed this city and Wahpeton for surgeons. Tho three daughters got safely out of the house and scattered to hide themsolves in a haymow and outbuildings. Mrs. Reher was left alone in the house with the butcher. He attacked her fiercely with the carving-knife and stabbed her again fnd again. Sko fell, apparently dead, and he went to find his daughters ami finish his work. Ho did not succeed and returned to the house. His wife was gone. The youngest daughter, who watched the scene from the haymow, describes what next occurred. Her father appeared at the door with his dripping knife still iu hand. The moonlight lit up the landscape brilliantly, and ho saw his wife crawling painfully on her hands and knees fifty yards away. Ho ran to her and again fell upon her with fiendish ferocity and plunged his knife again and again in her prostrate body. Then lie returned to the house. Half an hour later several neighbors, wbll armed, arrived. The three daughters were still in hiding. They had heard a single pistol shot, but no other sound. The neighbors entered the house and found Reher stone dead with a bullet in his brain and a rope around his neck. He had thrown the rope over a beam and put the noose around his neck, and as the noose tightened he had blown out his brains. Ho lay there with his own bl< od mingling in a pool with that of his wife and son. Mrs. Reher also lay on the floor. She had crawled back into the IwfflD and lay almost by the side of her d£ . rusband. She had only strength to tie . .e story of the awful tragedy, ami then died. Her body and limbs were hacked full of holes, any one of half a dozen of which would have been fatal. Dr. Thomas N. McLean, of this city, arrived three hours later, and shorll y aftei'wayd. | U|'. Xrip“^frf tmi a'l it TT uni' of Henry 'Reher and his sister. Tho former had lost a great quantity of blood and his injures are so severe it is thought he cannot survive. The girl will probably rea cover, though her wound is dangerous. 'VMKgrything in and about the cabin was blood and the scene was ono

of the moBSL^ 1 y that CoUld b 0 lIU * agined. Except the freqW* p * uarre!s 111 f lO family there was no ^*nown cause for Reher’s action. He was uMf a heavy drinker and according to th^^eighbors with whom he rode home he was ^L^ectly sober the night of the tradegy. T/mt the deed was premeditated is shown by the fact that he brought with him from Elizabeth three revolvers, all fully loaded, and the rope which he used to hang himself with was entirely new, bought only the day before in Elizabeth. Items ot Interest. Rochefort’s list of duels up to date numbers twenty-three, in seven of which he was wounded. Sitting Bull’s language w r as a compound of pure Sioux and mongrel English, in which a number of French words were mixed. The latter had been picked up from the post-traders. Miss Florence Windom, the daughter of the Secretary, is more than an amateur artist. She has been studying in Boston for some time, and has done work which critical judges have pronounced more than ordinary.

LAID THE INDI ’ A ns LOW. 3t p TERRIBLE BAT'y QN pORCU _ PINEJ CREEK. A» Big Foot’s Ba ’ 06f d A i ro „ s t Wiped from the Face ot the |UU. F Kart ] l _^| lo Soldiers Follow Them »'“ l p a p Knl Every Man( Woman and Child th jjan Be Found—Over a Hun.t, dred U aws ami Papooses Killed. , [Omaha dispatch.] Thr<l| / r ,q ow i H g ]i as j us t been received froruOK Ri ville, Neb.: nj-The > irtictilars of a battle with In- । ‘1.'.,, inns on Porcupine Creek have just been

received here. Big Foot s band, which was captured yesterday under a military guard, was within eighteen miles of tho ag icy when orders were received from Gen. Brooke to disarm them and send them at once to Fort Omaha. When the demand for a surrender of arms was made the Indians replied by opening lire. The soldiers returned the fire, and a terrible slaughter took place. The entire band of warriors, consisting of 120 braves and over 150 squaws ar/i papooses, was killed. The loss of tliA soldiers was comparatively small, but several were killed, including Captain Wallace, of the Seventh Cavalry, and large numbers were more or less seriously wounded.” From the camp on Wounded Knee Creek comes the following: : Ahput a dozen of G lO warri£|2^jj^

—II i A been ?ea . .1, all the rest of them jerked guns from under their blankets and began pouring bullets into the ranks of the soldiers who a few minutes before had moved up within almost gun length. Those Indians who had ng guns rushed on to the soldiers with tomahawk in one hand and scalp-ing-knife ib the other. Their first volley was almost as one man, so that they must have fired one hundred shots before the soldiers fired one, but how they were slaughtered after their first volley! Some, however, succeeded in getting through ti’i lines and away to the small hills to tWwouthwest. The firing lasted half an I r. The list killed and wounded soldiers, so far as >' n now be ascertained, is as follows: Bar Killed- Wallace, commander of IC troop: S to Cook, B troop. Wound^P 'ather Crafts, Catholic priest, n^^Jy wounded —lungs; Private Fra | ’Dewis, B troop; Private Stone; Private Sullivan. IC troop: S. IL Smith, K troop; Corporal Clifton, IC troop; Davis; Hazelwood; Tooaey; Lieut. Garlington; Sergt. Lloyd; Interpreter P. F. Wells: Lieut. ICinzie; Trumpeter James Choedenson, mortally; Sergt. Carnell; Private Zetter, A troop; Sergt. Dyer Hoduncar; George Elliot, K troop; Sergt. Ward, B troop; Sergt. Hotchkiss, mortally: Hipp A. Cook, I

troop; Private Attains, a troop; corporal Newell, B troop. This is only a partial list. About a dozen more are reported lying as if dead, but no more ofiiccrs arc killed, while twenty-five or more are wounded. Many of the wounded will die. Capt. allace was tomahawked squarely in the head. Lieut. Kinzie received but a slight wound in the chord of the ankle. The troops were at a great disadvantage, fearing the stating of their own comrades. The Indi^Amen, women and children ran to the Mjuth, the battery firing rapidly as they ran. Soon the mounted troops were after them, shooting—them down -on every-hand. "‘Phw — engagement lasted fully an hour and a half. To tho south many took refuge in a ravine, from which it was difficult to dislodge them. The killed and wounded solders on the field and vicinity numbered about fifty. Just now it is impossible to state the number of dead Indians. There are many more than that) number killed outright. The soldiers are shooting them down wherever found, no quarter being given by any one. The field was one of great confusion, horses running in every direction and men well-nigh frantic during the engagement, owing to the unfortunate way they were placed. The troops are still firing from the camp and pursuing the Indians in every direction. To say that it was a daring feat, 120 Indians attacking 500 cavalry, expresses the situation but faintly. It could only have been insanity which prompted such a deed,* Before night it is doubtful if either a l£ick or squaw out of all Big Foot’s band will be left to tell the tale of this day's treachery. A Pine Ridge dispatch says: “Tho agency is in indescribable confusion. JLieut. Preston is here with sad news. The Seventh Cavalry attempted to disarm Big Foot’s band at Wounded Knee. The scouts had secured some of the arms when the Indians opened fire. From twenty to thirty are reported dead and wounded, nearly all in Companies 1 and । K. The Indians were wiped out by tho , cannon and rifles. The Indians here are fleeing ov&r the ridges in every direction, > only to get the women and children out of the way. Firing has commenced. । The police are now engaged on the west side of the agency. Unless troops arrive before morning there may be sad news, as we only have the infantry here, with one Gatling and a heavy battery. Troops are expected from the railroad by morning. It is hoped they will arrive in time.” Bits of Pleasantry. You need help to raise a laugh, but you can heave a sigh alone. — IndianapoUs Journal. —— ' • “u The heroism that can wear old clothes until able to buy new is said to be the most lonely feeling on earth.— Ham's Horn. The Lord knew what was best for man’s peace of mind when he failed to put eyes in the back of his head. — Atchison Globe. _ 1 ~ — U —

It has been ascertained at last why Dr. Koch’s lymph should pay a duty.' It interferes with home consumption.—New Haven ‘Register. The man who said that “All’s fair in love or war” is undoubtedly the man who got the best of it in both cases.—• New Orleans Picayune. a “I must go see that performance.” \Why?” “It must be wonderful. The stihr actress, according’to the bills, issuppor^ed by her husband.”— New York Henu^ We mite to see girls throw’ kisses. The average girl is such a thundering bad shot. — Biwjhamton Leader. “Many at the Christmas table?” “Eight of u&. Father, mother, and the five^chiidren.” “That’s only seven.” “Yes, but the turkey was ate.” — Philadelphia Times. Brown —Tell me, do you think that Hobbs ever says what isn’t exactly true? Fogg —Well, I should not like to charge Hobbs with untruthfulneks; but if he himself believes one-hundredth part of the stories he tells he must bet the most credulous man alive.—Boston Transcript,