St. Joseph County Independent, Volume 17, Number 27, Walkerton, St. Joseph County, 23 January 1892 — Page 2

ROYAL RANGER RALPH; - : ob : - ■ The Waif of the Western Prairies, BY WELDON J. COBB. CHAPTER XXlll—Continued. Darrel seized the bandit’s arm and forced him through the doorway. Despard made no resistance as Brown snatched his revolver from his belt. Standing in the darkness near the door was a queer-looking vehicle with a rear grated door. “Get in,” ordered the Sheriff, sternly. “What am I arrested for?” demanded Despard.. “Nexer mind; if you don't want to be lynched you obey orders " “This is an o d treasure wagon, and stout and secure,” said Brown to Darrel. “There is a driver?” “Yes.” “And he has orders to proceed to Miners’ Gulch?” “Exactly. Here is the key to the vehicle. Get tn with your prisoner, arid leave before the miners know of the capture. ” “There was an accomplice of this man. ” “Where is he?” “Escaped. ” “I’ll try and- find him. Drive ahead.” B arrel sprang into the vehicle and closed the door. It shut with a spring lock. Barrel held his revolver ready for use. Despard, sullen and silent, sat glaring fiercely at him The vehicle left the place and started for the mountain roads. The capture of the bandit had been accomplished most expeditiously. Darrel well knew, however, that he must be very watchful of so wily a foe. For over a,n hour not a word was spoken, ai d the vehicle proceeded on its way. There was a small shelf in the forward part of the wagon. Here a little lamp cast dim rays of light over the Interior. “I think I know you at last, ” remarked Despard, finally, in a sullen, sneering tone of voice “Indeed!” “Yes. You are the friend of Eanger Ralph.” “And his avenger.” “You expect to prove me to be his assa sin?” “.Did that of the others —yes. ” “Wheie are you taking me?” “To Miners’ Gulch.” This seemed to alarm and subdue Despard, for he relapsed into silence A casual glance from the rear barred window showed that the vehicle was Slowly treading a dangerous road on the very edge of the mountains. Suddenly he started. He was positive that a figure on horseback had flitted by the vehicle. A minute later there was a shot. It was succeeded by a cry for help and then a fall. . ‘‘Whoa!’' The hor/s-s came to a halt. The voice was/that of Danton. A revolver A thruffi throim;!^. the bars. Its pos- ? s Whoever you are in deadly peril. lean see your every movement. Listen to what I say. ” These words were directed to Darrel. Be clutched his revolver and was silent “Your driver I have disposed of,” spoke Danton. “You are in my power. Despard, who is this man?” “The scout’s friend. ” “Grey?" “Yes. ” “Mr. Grey, you will first hand out the revolver you have in your hand. ” Darrel moved as if to obey Danton’s request. Instead, he raised it suddenly and fired. Danton drew back. The horses, alarmed at the shot, started off. With t’.emendous velocity the vehicle was dragged down a steep grade. Without a driver they dashed madly forward One glance showed Darrel their awful peril. They were so near . the edge of t e precipice that it seemed as if it would go over the edge of the declivity. Despard himself, terrified, sprang excitedly to his feet. A yawning- abyss showed as the wagon struck a tree. Ti e horses broke 100 e and dashed away. The vehicle tottered, crashed, and fell over the steep mountain road. CHAPTER XXIV. A THRILLING ADVENTURE. It was some minutes'before the two men in the locked wagon box could fully realize what had occurred. They knew that the horses had run away, and, the wagon colliding with a tree, they had dashed madly onward, deserting the vehicle. The wagon had tottered on the brink of the abyss, and then, turning, fell downward. Darrel Grey caught one glimpse of the gloomy depths of the valley below, and gave himse sup for lost To his amazement, the wagon whirled downward only a few feet. Then it came to an abrupt halt. Its sudden stoppage brought him and Despard together with a shock. Amid th ■ excitement and peril of the occasion. Darrel thought not of treachery on the pt rt of his companion. The latter seemed paralyzed with terror, and his face was white and craven. “We are doomed!” he muttered, in a frightened tone. “Not at al ,” refilled Darrel. “We are enemies, Dyke Despard, but .or once w<: had better act in unison.” “Anything to escape a fall into that dark aby- ” Despard -huddered as he pointed to the yawning depths below. Th'; lamp in the wagon had been ext ng uDLed by the ^hock < f the fa I, but the ;/ o m ght o.t-lde revealed their Mirroundings p aitoy. Barrel soon learned their r a dt'afMi. The wagon lay on Jt- >:de. aboct ten feet below the edge of the ft cad fa.h-n party on a shelf of ro-k, part y a revs a tre' and the>e up; orted it The hod was a frail <i e .'a-l di-Jodgmetl t u :ght send them whirling to death a I. . - ■' '' Dart'd groped his vay Wth doorand nb,< ked It. “D ' a how yo . U, follow me, will on ly.rin to ma., n no resirtaD'-e?” he aixed i.-.h T/ t t ■an rear i, ti.< ■ .if " Gam p;ed o-P ‘h< <’oor and

clambered over the shelving rock. By careful c imbing he reached the cliff in safety. He aided Despard, who had followed him, to reach the same place. Both breathed relievedly at theft marvelous escape from death. Darrel was once more on his guard, and the relentless captor, as he clasped his revolver in his hand. “March on,” he said, gently, “wo hate lost time. ” He glanced up and down the deserted mountain road. There was no trace of either Danton or the horses that had broken loose from the wagon. “Hold on,” said Despard. “Well, what is it?” “You intend to take me to Miners’ Gulch?” “Yes. ” “What for?" “Can you ask? Your many crimes!” “It will be poor satisfaction to you.” “Why?” “You are losing time. ” “In what way?” asked Darrel. “In seeking revenge on me, you are leaving your friends in danger. ” • -“What friends?” “Ranger Ralph and the girl, Inez Tracey?” “Ranger Ralph is dead.” “No; he escaped at the old hermit’s cave. I saw him. ” “Allowing that, he can take care of himself.” “But the girl. She is a prisoner with the Modocs. See here: I’m willing to help you find her, if you will allow me my liberty. ” “No; I shall place you in safe hands. Then I shall find the girl alone and unaided. March on!” Despard obeyed the mandate, and started down the roa I with a sullen face. The menace of Darrel's revolver was sufficient to make him an abject and unresisting captive. Not a word was spoken as the journey was resumed. Darrel resolved to convey his prisoner to the next mining, settlement, and there make known his crimes, and return to search for the driver of the wagon, who had been shot by Danton. Later, he learned that the driver had escaped with a slight wound. For over an hour the lonely tramp continued. Several times, as they came to where the road was more tortuous, Darrel paused. He imagined he could hear horses’ hoofs in the distance, but finally attributed the sound to some ravine waterway or cataract He was not aware that a wily foe was upon his trail, that Despard’s ac omplice, Danton, had followed them, intent on rescuing the former. As they rounded a point of rocks, Grey started quickly. Too late to avoid a < atastrophe, Darrel e saved to fire at an advancing foe sudden y revealed behind them. It was Danton, and he was on horseback. With a deft movement a lasso shot out from the saddle bow The rope enclosed his form, - pinioning his arms tightly. The revolver fell to the ground. With a cry of fierce delight Despard seized it. Danton gave .the lasso a tightening jerk, secured the other end round his waist, and faced his captive with malignant joy depicted on his evil face. “The tables are turned, my friend,” he jeered. Darrel was silent with discomfiture and xmaaHu,. ■ +/-t snrs 4-lv o - —iffirai'kou Danton. “Some of this man’s friends may be on our trail. Come along, Captain. " J Danton urged forward his horse. Despard walked by his side conversing with him. Darrel was compelled to keep pace with them, secured to the other end of the rope. He could hear enough of the conversation of his captors to knew that they were discussing his fate.

He made every effort possible to release his hands, and had almost succeeded in getting one arm loose, when Danton suddenly halted. “What is it?” asked Despard. “Look ahead. ” “A fire!” “Yes. ” “Perhaps a camp-fire of the Indians. ” “That you must learn. Reconnoiter and see who it is. Despard left them and went in the direction of a glow of light in a thicket a short distance away. Danton sat carelessly regarding Darrel, until Despard returned. The leader reappeared finally greatly excited. “We’re in luck, Banton!” he cried. “What do you mean?” “It is a camp yonder in the thicket” “Redskins?” “No. ” “Vigilantes?” “No. ” “What then?” “A dozen of one of our old bands ” Danton uttered a satisfied ejaculation. He started the horse forward so suddenly that Darrel was thrown from his feet. The latter was at that moment near the edge of the cliff and fell precioitately over it With a yell of fright Danton was dragged from his horse. The astounded Despard saw the two men disappear from sight with a cry of alarm. The lasso, attached to both, whipped around a tree that grew near the edge of the road. Glancing over, Despard saw the two men come together witli a shock. Their weight evenly balanced, they were unable to as end. Darrel had managed toget one arm free. With this he clutched the lasso. For a moment Danton was terrified. Then he discerned a means of escape. If he could lower Darrel and raise himself, he could reach a p ace of safety, lie seized the side of the lasso supporting Darrel and sho. un several feet. Then seizing some twigs growing out of the < lifts, he endeavored to ascend still higher. In a Hash Darrel comprehended his peril. He discerned that when Danton reached the tree across which they were swung, he would cut the rope and send him to ills death below. With, a free hand he seized the foot of Danton. “Let go!” yelled the bandit. “1 will not. Aon will let me ascend first or I will h Id on to you all night. ” “Shoot him!” shouted Danton to Despard. wild with rage. The outlaw leader leaned over the edge of the cliff and leveled a revolver at Parrel. There was a fla h and a report. Barre! withdrew his ha :d from the lasso as a hot, searing sensation coursed his fingers Pcqiard began to pull at the rope Parr-I shot downward and Danton reached the tree There was a flash of a gleaming blade and the lasso was sever -d. P.irre! fell w.ih terrific velocity. Ha

must have fallen some twenty feet when he stopped abruptly. He had fallen into a tree which swayed and gave way with a slight crash. Darrel found that its branching top had split and held him a prisoner in the half-severed cleft. For the present he was safe at least. He glanced ifpward. All view of the top of the cliff was shut out from his vision. Below, far as he could look into the cavernous depths, was darkness and g oom Evidently his enemies supposed lo had been dashed to pieces on the rocks below. His position was certainly a most unenviable and perilous one. To extricate himself from his dilemma he knew that lie must exert unusal caution and ingenuity. Without much difficulty h i released himself from the folds of the lasso and then from the crotch of the tree. A thick furze or underbrush covered the side of the declivity and Darrel determined to descend. He made a loop of the lasso and descended its length clinging to the shrubs. His descent in th s way was a laborious one and it was several hours before he reached the ravine below. He regarded his escape as miraculous, and he was so exhausted that he Hung himse f < n the ground and lay there for some time. He aroused himself at last and traversed the banks of the little stream that ran through the ravine. As he rounded a projecting ledge of rocks, Darrel Grey paused in some surprise. There was a deep indentation in the solid rock. Here a light showed. It proceeded from a small hand damp set on a rock. Its rays showed two persons. One of them was a man fancifully attired, whom he had never seen before. His companion at a glance Darrel recognized. It was White Fawn, the Modoc princess. CHAPTER XXV. THE OLD HERMIT. Darrel Grey did not at once manifest himself at his discovery of his friend the Indian girl. Instead, he stood silently regarding the two persons he had happened to find so strangely. He was, too, somewhat puzzled at the a tions of White Fawn's companion. The whole dress and manner of the latter were strangely peculiar and grotesque. He possessed a patr archial appearance and wore a white beard coming nearly to his waist. He wore dark spectacles and a strange cone-like hat on his head. His dress was a mixture of civilized and savage, and was ornamented with shells and war-paint. On the rock before him lava small oblong box, from which he had just taken a long reed, which was evidently a mu ical instrument. So fully was Darrel's curiosity aroused at all he saw that he strained his hearing to catch the first words spoken by the old man. “You are all ready?” asked the Indian maiden. “Yes,” replied her companion. “We will see what the science of the old hermit can do toward baffiing our enemies.” Darrel started. “The strange old man must be the recluse, Walford,” he murmured, as he recalled Ranger Ralph’s reference to the hermit. “Am I to wait here?” asked White Fawn“Yes. If I succeed at all. it will be unaided. 1 will bring the girl here, if I her n box which he hud “Leave that to me and my seion'T^ 1 he replied, confidently. “The outlaws’ camp is just beyond the valley, you say?” “Yes. ” Walford, for it was he, left the pla e. Darrel was about to reveal himself and ad dress the hermit, but hesitated from doing so until Walford had departed. (TO BE CONTINUED.] An Invasion of England. According to popular estimate, it requires not less than three generations of wealth to evolve a gentleman from the common herd of humanity. By this standard of measurement Mr. W. Astor (it is not necessary to follow the custom of New York papers and use type enough to spell his entire name) is a gentleman, as arc many other descendants from the traders, smugglers, and fishermen of old Manhattan. His grandfather, who smelled strongly of salted pelts, in which he dealt, has left the Englishspeaking business world the invaluable symbol “O. K.,” which he first used, these letters being the initial ones of the two words, “Oil Korrect,”asthat dealer in hides spelled them. Somewhat to the consternation of New York society, Mr. Astor, he of the third generation, actually contemplates going to London to reside. Now. no one questions his right to reside where it pleases him best, for he is only one of many who look upon America in its newness and rawness as only suitable for mon-ey-making, but as not the place in which toget the best things out of this life. How common the expression, “Europe is the only land in which to live.” The Astors have always been noted for looking well to the interests of the Astors, and the present possessor of the Astor estates may reside where it best suits him, and none need seriously question his taste or resolve. In England, especially in London, a gentleman can always have the society of gentlemen, especially when, like Mr. Astor, he has more than a pecuniary independence. According to the rule above cited, Mr. Jay Gould cannot be regarded a gentleman, and that title can only rest upon his grandson, should a goodly proportion of the Gould wealth be preserved for him, and this long after the ancestral Jay, like the ancestral Astors, has found oblivion in the tomb. Who knows but that the great and powerful families of England a generation or two hence may be the Astors, Vanderbilts and the Goulds. England may manage American breweries, while the “irony of fate” is likely to “even up” this invasion of of our malt interests by furnishing Ihe sea-girt isle with her “first families.” A surgeon in Manchester, Who has operated in 139 cases of can er of the tong ie, reports 119 recoveries and twenty d a ths.

WAS FULL OF HORROR. PARTICULARS OF THE DISASTER ON THE MONON. i _____ ; Section Men Charge that They Had Vainly Applied for a Rall—Caring for the Dead and Wounded—Agents Settling with Victims—Statement of Officials—Services of a Heroine. Many Are Maimed. In all truth the officials of the Louisville, New Albany and Chicago Railroad Company have said that the disaster which overtook their northbound pas- ; senger train north of Crawfordsville, | Ind., was the worst in the history of the ■ road. The Monon has had its share of misfortunes. There were more fatalities at Broad Ripple and at other wrecks on that line, but sone exceeded the Crawfordsville affair in horror, or in whedesale maiming, as the stories heard mid the investigations made at the scene of the accident go to show. Three victims are in the list of fatalities so far. They are Mme. Erina Van Rokay, the danseuse of the City Chib Burlesque Company; Be<n Hamburg, the Cincinnati traveling man; and C. N. Cheek, lumber merchant, of Green Castle. Nellie Hanley of the show company, Mrs. Rosa Evane of Groen Castle, and E. Whitesides, three of the thirty-four maimed victims, will die. In Crawfordsville the wreck caused great excitement. Feeling was strong against the section men, who were reported to have left the rail which caused i the wreck insecurely spiked to the track. | But there came a change of sentiment , when Samuel Burkholder, a respected citizen, reported that in a conversation with one of the section men he had been told that the rail which caused all the trouble had been broken for a long time, and that the section men had applied in vain to the company for a new rail. It was refused, so the section man said, on the ground that the whole line was soon I to be supplied with new steel rails. I The accident occurred at a place that ' Is one of the most dangerous points in the Monon system. A mile and a half I north of Crawfordsville the track crosses a deep ravine on a trestle some forty i feet high. After crossing the ravine the ; roadbed winds around a hill, and 1 follows the bends of the hollow for some distance, the track' being for the most part cut out of the steep side of the ravine. Just north of the trestle there is a point especially’ precipitous, and it was chosen by the fates for the scene of the disj aster. i A hundred yards before reaching the steepest point the train struck a broken rail. The engine passed over safely, but the first car, a mail coach, was derailed. The cars broke loose from each other, but followed the ties until that ; awful declivity was reached. The mail

BURNING OF THE BAGGAGE-CAR.

car turned endwise and roMed down the ! hill. The second car, a combination [ coach, carrying the bagga’ge of the theatrical company, stayed right where ! it was on the track, not even leaving the ties. The smoking ear fell on its side and started down the hill. Three times the car turned completely over. The brakeman was fixing the fire at the time the car left the ; tracks, and, the stove-door being open, ' the live coals flew everywhere among ; the many passengers. The ear was set on lire in many places, and the flames burned the frightened occupants. The car was not broken much, however, and all those in the ear escaped by breaking through the windows before any were fatally burned. Some painful bruises resulted, however, to the people in the car, as they were thrown from floor to ceiling and from ceiling to floor with each turn it made. The car was consumed by the flames after all the passengers had gotten out. Next to the smoker was the ladies’ car, and in it the greatest miseb’ef was done. As it started to roll down the steep decline, as the smoker had done before it, CHAIR-CAR AND LADIES’ CAR FROM BELOW, it found a harder road to travel. Directly in it path was the broken, jagged stump of a tree. The side of the car struck this with terrific force, and the sharp, firmly set timber piercing the side instantly killed Mme. Van Rokey and ! Ben Hamburg. Both victims were mangled in a frightful way and what was left of the drummer was partly carried away in a basket and the rest brought on a stretcher. The other occupants of the car were just realizing that something awful had happened and to feel their own injuries when the car came to a stop against a large sycamore. A moment later 'dowu came the last car, a heavy Pullman coach, with an awful crash, settling down almost squarely on the ladies’ car, crushing the top clear off and exposing the already injured passengers to still greater danger. For an instant after the cars had settled nothing was heard save the crackling flames that were consuming the splintered coaches. Then the engineer blew’ an appealing blast for help, and the screams and moans of the wounded

sounded forth from the wreckage piteously. One of the victims, bleeding from many cuts, climbed the hill and started toward Crawfordsville, calling loudly for help. Farmers and men cutting ice in a stream near the wreck hurried to the rescue. The disaster developed a heroine. Miss Helen Watson, formerly of Louisville, daughter of H. S. Watson, local agent of the road at Crawsfordsville, who helps her father at the depot, was one of the first to hear the alarm. She hurried to the scene, running the entire two miles, and, being the only woman unhurt, she was of infinite service, giving her cloak to one helpless sufferer, soothing others, and working in the cold blasts as hard as any man. The dead and wounded were carried to Crawfordsvile and cared for. The people of the town offered many gentle services. Another costly and almost equally horrible accident came near filling out a day of misfortune for the Monon. Just before midnight the wrecking-train pulled into Crawfordsville from the scene of the day’s disaster. Nine men were sleeping in the caboose of the wrecking-train at the station, which was lying on the main track, when sudMOw LOOKING DOWN THE FM3ANKMENT. denly around the curve came a through freight at full speed with twenty-live cars heavily loaded. The last three ears of the wrecking train were completely demolished, and some barrels of oil assisted in making a terrible conflagration. But no one was hurt. Agents of the road appeared in the city soon after the accident and were busy settling claims for cash where they could, and refusing to settle where the passengers were unreasonable in their demands. Claim Agent Houston had a satchel full of greenbacks which he distributed in lots of $lO to SIOO. All affirmed that there was no defect in the road or roadbed. “There are many things about thio wreck I don’t understand,” said Mr. Kretzinger. “The roadbed was in just as good condition as it possibly could be. As a proof of this, I might say tiiat the roadbed was that firm that in the whole hundred yards of track that was dragged over by the trucks after the cars left the

' track, and before they fell down the hill, | not a single tie was disturbed from its ; place, so firmly are they laid and so per- ■ feet is the ballasting.” “The wreck,” said General Superintendent Collins, “was the result of a broken rail, but how the rail was broken I do not know. I have not seen the | pieces, to know’ whether the rail was dei fective or w hether it was the work of i frost. The rails were of the best of । steel, and I think frost did the work. I do not see that it could possibly have been avoided by any precautionary measures. It’s just what would have happened on any road, but it occurred on about the worst spot on the whole line, and it is a wonder to me that there were so few fatalities. In my thirty years of railroading I never saw a worse wreck.” CHASE OF THE WALRUS. Hunted for Its Oil, Which Is Inferior to the Whale’s. The oil of the walrus is the principal result of its chase, but this oil.is inferior to that derived from seals, and less in quantity in proportion to the creature's bulk, the largest seldom yielding over 500 pounds, writes Ernest Ingersoll, in Frank Leslie’s. It is useful for the same purpose as whale oil, and the most of it goes, presumably, to adulterate the better product. No statistics are at hand, ’ but the amount taken must still be very’ considerable, since ail whaling vessels go prepared to save such walruses as they come ac:oss. They’ have special boats for the chase of the sea horse. The hide is little valued at present in America, almost its only use lent as a covering for polishing wheels and as chafing gear on shipboard. Anciently’ this was the material out of which the English made their ships’ cables, and Othere sailed away to the arctic seas, in the time of King Alfred, lor tlie purpose of bringing back this necessary’ adjunct to the King’s vessels. In Europe the hide finds a market in Russia, where it is tanned into a spongy'leather, principally devoted to harnessmaking. Formerly this supply was largely derived by Russia from Siberia and Alaska. “As long as the weather remained cold and dry thewearof this material was highly satisfactory, but woe to the ‘Kibitscha’ if caught in a rainstorm. The walrus harness then stretches like India rubber, and the horses fairly leave the vehicle far behind sticking in the mud, though the traces are unbroken.” irg VnONG doing be ° ins with wrong thiak-

A TELL-TALE MARK. Bad, Bo d Clem JLee’s Dirty Coat Sleeve Caused ms Arrest. Baek in the days when the stagerobbing business was in full bloom, wites a Westerner, one of the worst men in Virginia City, Nevada, was Clern Lee. He and three other fellows ran a gambling den in a room over my saloon and they were a very bad crowd. Late one Sunday night the four of them came into my place and asked me to mix them up two bottles of cocktails. Clem had on a light overcoat borrowed from Charlie Dexter, the Town Clerk. When I had filled their order Clem and his partners went out, mounted their horses and rode out of town, Clem on a horse that he had bon owed from the Chief of Police. They went in the direction of Washoe, fairly Hying over the thirty-four miles distance between Virginia City and that place. At Washoe they had four good horses staked out, and it did not take them long to shift saddles, try my cocktails, mount and start off a-gain. In those days the stage companies had good stock, and when the Reno stage came along six horses were making it spin Four men sprang into the road and one of them shouted to the driver to stop. The driver could not pull up short, and the men had barely time to spring aside and avoid the wheels. Clem Lee leveled his revolver and fired, and one of the leaders fell dead. The other horses tumbled over the one that was down, and the stage was stopped, but not before a deputy sheriff on the box had pulled a gun and sent a ball through Clem’s partner, Dick. The passengers’ valuables were secured and the messenger relieved of his box. Tlien the stage drove oil. The three gamblers Juried their dead pal, mounted their horses, rode at a desperate speed back to Washoe, changed horses there and pushed on to Virginia City, where they arrived at 9 o'clock in the m orning and went to bed. They felt pretty safe, as nobody would suspect them of having made such a trip in so short a time. But there was one little circumstance that was insignificant in appearance and fatal in fact. When Clem Lee sprang aside to avoid the stage he raised his right arm and covered the driver with a pistol. The forward wheel of the coach grazed the under side of his arm and ground into the sleeve a streak of mud that nothing could wipe out. A lady in the coach was looking out of the window. and as the coach passed Lee she saw the mark made by the wheel on his coat sleeve.

When she reached Virginia City’, and with the other passengers, was questioned by a detective, she said: ‘■Look for a man with a wheel mark on the sleeve of his light overcoat. That mark was made by a nj^dlyturning wheel and no brush/yMwa? made that will take it out strol' ng through cred him in. Os course it I) >xter long to remember who had his coat on the night of the robbery, and the three gamblers were captured and and sent to prison. One of them was the son of a famous philanthropic millionaire of Washington. JiHlaism and Christianity, Over the signature “.Josephus” we find the following in Century: “Deep in the heart of Judaism is enshrined a sacred, an immortal word —duty— which makes of man a moral being and links him to the moral source of the universe. Deep in the heart of Christianity is enshrined a sacred and immortal word—love—which makes of man a spiritual being and links him to the divine source of all life. Humanity needs both these words in order to become the perfect creation it was meant to be. The one gives the conscience, the other the heart of mankind; the one is I’m masculine, the other the femini element ol the world. Judaism gives the Ten Commandments, and Christianity the Beatitudes. But only the two t>gethei can yield the perfect ideal—the lo v e that is simply the highest duty, rnd duty that is lost in love. And, in order to come into this closer, higher union, into the faith which makes humanity whole, and not a thing of parts, and the truth which makes men free, fixed and formed codes must disappear; the outer framework of history and theology must fall away, aim spirit be left free to seek spirit. Then, and then only, will life have its /hole meaning, as part oi a larger life whose beginning and end are hidden from mortal vision. Religion will have its full sway, and yet there will be none who persecute, and none who are persecuted, ‘for the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the Lord, as the waters cover the. sea.’ ” Chinese Sunnistitions. Chine. * gold miners in California do not talk at their work, as they consider it unlucky, and for the same reason they’ do not like s o be addressed by’ visitors. At Rock Springs, Wyoming, the Chinese miners in the coal mines considered it very unlucky to speak before breakfast. They’ would not move any of the dishes on the breakfast table for fear of bad luck, but let the dishes remain where they .ire placed. A Chinese man who visited them, and pas-ed a night at one of their cabins, says that when he commenced to talk in the morning, on getting up, no one answered him. and it was afterwards explained they wore afraid of bringing bad luck. The work in these mines is very dangerous, and accidents are of frequent occurrence. There is a man in St. Louis who has a wonderful memory. It is thought the city’ will eventually employ h : m to remember the Sabbath-