Bloomington Courier, Volume 13, Number 47, Bloomington, Monroe County, 24 September 1887 — Page 2

THE COURIER

BY H. J, FELTTTft.

"BLQOMINGTON".

DIANA

"Bess" Shepherd is receiving considerable attention from the people of Washington, who are now beginning to ..felly appreciate his service to that city. He found At mud and left it marble, but-the great expense required to make the transformation caused him for years to bo regarded as a representative, vicious spendthrift, and he was villiued without stint. ; The last expedition which set ont from Key West to free Cuba from the grip of Spanish tyranny has come to grief It consisted of four men, who

sirall Failing vessel. They were armed to the teeth, and doubtless were brave men and true; but a few soldiers soon scattered them. The incident is a fair

which the average Cuban patriot can be . guilty of.

That man had a -keen- appreciation of the end for which an anti-poverty so- - inofrtr fthrvnlrl. lift rvrftafrort

Henry George suggesting that a fund of $10,000 be raised to provide coal and soup for the New York poor this winter. It was a clincher to the. would-be reformist, which effectually di owned him, though Mt. George returned the crippled excuse that his mission was to abolish poverty not to feed the poor. He might have still further extended his remark by adding that his object was to abolish his own poverty. Of course Queen Victoria has sent messages of sympathy to. the sufferers from the JSxeter theater fire. The Q aeen is very liberal in dispensing condolence of this kind. She is in a position which enables her to' encourage her subjects in this way without interfering with either her leisure or her pocketbook. A secretary writes the messages and the telegraph company forwards them free of charge, in this way the amount of sympathy which the Queen has spread broadcast through her realm in her fifty years' reign can hardly be overestimated

CANNOT BE KEPT DOWN

Christian Character Compels the Woirld to Honor It And a Religious Xlfe is Not to l?e Despised Uprightness and Morality Sure to Win and Ketam KaHpecr.

Possibly a dozen years from now kicking and cuffing Chinamen will not be as popular an amusement in some countries as it is now. China has just added five vessels to her navy. Two Stettin cruisers, armed with powerful -Krupp guns, have a speed pf sixteen knots an hour; two built at filsnick are fitted up 'with expensive engines, and have a speed of eighteen and one-half knots, with batteries of . Krupp and Armstrong guns. The torpedo boat is the fastest vessel of her class ever built, and has . a .speed of twenty-eight miles per hour. Such contrivances will doubtless make Celestials more respected by tHe rations. These seems to be no doubt that a successful process of extracting sugar from sorghum cane has finally been discovered. Commissioner Colman, of the Department of Agriculture, certifies from personal inspection that the experimental works at Fort Scott, Kan., are now turning; out a satisfactory product as regularly and surely as any flour mill is yielding its quota of flour. Unfortunately, he omits to give the definite average cost of production, which is the most important point; but it is to be presumed that the new process bring3 the expense down at least to that of producingsugar from the ordinary Southern cane; or it Would not be pronounced a thorough success.

That must have been a; splendid exhibition of authority and power which the Bri tish Government displayed on the occasion of leading Mr. O'Brien to jail. It took exactly 200 policemen, besides a strong force of military, to escoxt the brave editor who- is fearlessly battling for right and liberty. This intentional display of military power will not awe the people;xnor will the reign of terrorism instituted instituted in Ireland avail much to the English government. Home Kule sentiment is steadily increasing, and if the British leaders were not so blinded by prejudice and self conceit they would quickly renounce this co eicive f olicy, Which can only terminatein causing their downfall. .? -

is said to be making preparations to go to Ireland next month, and take an active part in trie national movement there this fall. During the past year or so the popularity of Mr, Powderly has been steadily declining, and a better way to regain his lost prestige in this country

man oy giving direct support to home rule could not be- devised This consideration has doubtless had some in fluence in deciding the Grand Master, though he is himself a hearty sympathizer' of the cause. Hundreds of the

Irish Knights who have alienated themselves from r. Powderly lately would flock back' again, were it only ;to show :heir gratitude for bis action. ,

New York City- is the recognized headquarters in this country of every description of scheme for the acqnisition of -wealth without labor. An at- " torney whose place of business is in Aldridge Gourtr remarkedr "Amorlg trie novel projects for making money which I have come across recently is that pf speculating in the franchises of interior towns -and cities .for public improvements; Thus two or three men in New York will make a raid on some town to obtain a street car franchise, representing themselves backed by immense capital, which is only waiting an oppor

tunity of investment in street oat tpp

wn securing a trancnise from the town

buwi itjpresemauon tney will come back to New York and peddle it out for $500 or $1,000 or whatever they can get

for it. The result usually is that the

-town gets a street car line with a thirty ponndT rail built on- cross ties, and cheap cars which look very .well when I l m . : ' Vi .

krrnuiy painieu. x' WttOie tning IS sold out in a hurry and some one gets left, while the town itself has a misera

ble street ear line on itshands, Thesame process4; s being carried on in reference" to water works, gas works, electric lighting systems and similar public improvements. There are scores of nun in New York who make a living in jnt such shabby enterprises. There is no way to head them off -except for the authorities in the towns and villages of the country to make closer investigation as to the character of people asking for

Rev. Br. Talmage preached at Brooklyn last Sunday. Subject:, "The Prime Minister." Text: Gen. xii., 41. He said: .... , There are those who affect to despise a religious life. Tney speak of it as a system of phlebotomy by which a man is bled of all his, courage and nobility. They sky he has. . bemoaned himself. They pretend to have no more confidence in him sin;ie his conversion than before his conversion. But all that is hypocrisy. It is impossible lor a,ny man not to admire and confide in a Christian who shows that he has really become a child of God, and is what he professes to bo. Yon can not despise a son or a daughter of .the. Lord God Almighty. Of course half-and-half religious character wins no approbation, Redwaid, the King of the Saxons, after Christian baptism , had two al tars, one for the service of God, and the other for the sacrifice of devils. You may have a contempt for such men for mere pretension of religion, but when you behold the excellency of Jesus Christ come out in the life of one of His Disciples, all

that there is good and noble in your

soul rises. up, into admiration. Though that Christian be as far beneath you in estate as the Egyptian slave of whom we are 'discussing, by.au irrevocable law of our nature' Potiphar and Pharaoh will always esteem Joseph. Chrysostom, when threatened with death" by Eudoxia, the Empress, sent word to her, saying: "Go tell her that. I fear nothing but sin." Such nobility of character will always be aoplauded. There was something in Agrippa and Felix which demanded their respect for Paul, the rebel against government. I doubt not. they would willingly have yielded their office.and dignity for the thonsandih part of that true heroism which beamed in the . eye and beat in the heart of the

-unconquerable Apostle

xne innaei ana wonaimg are compelled to honor in their hearts, though they may not eulogize with their lips, a Christian, firm in persecution, cheerful in poverty, trustful in losses, triumph ant in death. I find Christian men in all professions and occupations, and 1 .find them respected, honored and successful. A man in the cars said: "I would like to become a Christian if I ouly knew what religion is. But if this lying and cheating and bad behavior among men who profess vto be good is religion I want none of it.", . But. my friends,. if I am an artist in Rome, and a man conies to me and asks what the art of painting is, I must not show him the daub of some mere pretender. . I will take him to the Raphaels and the Michael Angelos. It is most unfair and dishonest to take the ignominious failures in Christian profession instead of the glorious successes. The Bible and the Church are great picture galleries filled with masterpieces. . Furthermore, we learn from this story of Joseph that the result of persecution is alleviation. Had it not been for his being sold into Egyptian bondage by malicious brothers and his false imprisonment, Joseph would never have become Prime Minister. Every body accepts the promise, "Blessed are they that are persecuted for righteousness' sae, for theirs is the kingdom : of heaven," but they do not realize the fact that this principle applies to worldly as well as spiritual success. It is true in all departments. Had it not been for JSschines, who brought . impeachment against Demosthenes, the immortal OTation De Corona would never have been delivered. Men rise to high political position through misrepresentation and the insult of the public. Public abuse is all that some of our public men have had to rely upon for their elevation. - It has brought to them what talent and executive force could never have achieved. Many of those who are making great effort for place and power will never snceeerd just because they are not of enough importance to be abused. I go into another department and I find that those great denominations of Christians which . have been most abused have spread the most rapidly. No good man was ever more vilely maltreated than John Wesley. . His followers were hooted at and maltreated, and called by every detestable name tnat infernal ingenuity could invent, but the hotter the persecution the more rapid the spread of that denomination, until yon know what a great host they have become, and what a tremendous force tor God and the truth they are wielding all the world over. " It was persecution that gave Scotland to Presbyterianism, It was persecution that gave, our own land first to civil liberty, and afterward to religious freedom. Yea, I may go further back and say it was persecution that gave the wovld the great salvation of the Gospel. The State hassometimes

said to-tbe Church: ''Come, letme take your hand and I will help you." What

nas been the result? . The Jhurch has

gone back and has lost its esta e of holi mess and has become ineffective.

At otner times the State has said to

the Church: "I willcrush you." What

nas Deen tne result? After the storms

have spent their jury, the Church, so far from having lost any of its force, has

niurtriiaeu aiiu is worui lnnnueiy moi e

after tne assault than before it. The

Church is far more indebted to the op

position ot civil. sovernment than to its approval. The fires of the stake bavo

only been the torches which Christ held

m ttis nand by the light of which the

Church, has marched to her present

position, in tne sound of racks an f J. L T 1- . 1

uifpieuifius ui lormre x near me rum

bling of the wheels of the Gosnel chariot.

fccauoius of martyrdom have been the

stairs by which the Church has ascend ed. .Aqua fortis is the best test of pur; gold.

Aye, my hearers, tou cannot keep an

iniquity qcuet. At just the wrong time

tne sneeD will meat and the oxen will

bellow. Achan can not steal the Baby

lonish garmen t without getting stoned

to death, nor Benedict Arnold betrav

his country without having his neck

stretcned. hook'ovQt the police arrests.

tnese tnieves, these, burglars, thes

adulterers, these assassins. ' Thev. all

thought they-could bury their iniquit y OA ilnr J' Lf3T. i. 1J ' 'i : 1 J

ovf ucop uuwxt tuitii ib w.uiu never come X ' TT . .1

mj rearrecuon. xsuc mere was. som shoe that answered to the print in the

sana, some false keys found m posses sdon, some bloody knife that whispered of the deed, and the public indignation and the anathema of outraged .law hurled him into the Tombs; or hoisted him on the gallows. At the close of the battle between the Daunhin of Franc?

and the Helvetians, Burchard Monk was so elated with the victory that lie lifted his helmet to look off upon the field, when a wounded soldier hurled a stone that struck his uncovered forhead and he fell. Sin will always leave some point exposed, and there is no safety in iniquity. Francis I., King of France, was discussing how it waslbest to get his army into Italy. A maril, the court fool, sprang, out from the corner and said to the King and his staff officers: "You had better be thinking how you will get your army back ont of Italy after once you have entered." -In other words it is easier for us to get into sin than to get out- of it. . Whitefield was ridiner on horseback in a lonely way with some missionary money in a sank fastened to the saddlebags. A highwayman sprang out. from the thicket and put his hand out to ward the gold, when Whitefield turned unon

him nrtrt aaA ttfiVtti lialnrtna ' 4l.-v

Lord Jesas Christ: touch it if vou dare."

and the villain fell back emntv handed

into the thicket. Oh, the power of can-

science. It ol tended it -becomes God's

a "imioier. iu nut muuk inat

you can hide any great and protracted sin in your hearts. In an ungiiarded moment it will slip off of the lip, or some slight occasion may for a inonient set ajar this door of hell that you wanted to keep closed. But suppose that in this life you hide it, and you get along with that transgression burning in yonr heart as a ship oh fire within for 'days may hinder the flame from tnirsting out by keeping down the hatchways, yet at last in the judgment that iniquity will blaze out before the throne of God and the universe. Furthermore, learn from this subject the inseparable connection between all events, however remote. Lord Bastings was beheaded one year after he had caused the death of the Queen's children, in the very month, the very day, the very hour, the very moment. There is wonderful decision in the Divine judgments. The universe is only one thought of God. Those things which seem, fragmentary and isolated

are onlv umerent parts ot tnat one

great thought. How. far apart seemed these two events Joseph sold to the Arabian merchants and the rulers hip of Egypt. Yet you see in what a mysterious way God connected the two in one plan. So all events are linked together. You who are aged can look hack and group together a thousand

things in your life that once seemeJ isolated. God can trace a direct ancestral line from the blue jay that last year built his nest in a tree behind the house to some one of that floek of birds which, when Noah hoisted the Ark's window, with a whirl and dash of bright wings went out to sing over Mount Ararat The tulips that bloomed this summer in the flower-bed were nursed of last winter's snow-flakes. The furthest Btar on one side of the universe could not look to the furthest star on the other side and say: "You are no relation to me;" for from that bright orb a voice of light would ring across the heavens responding: " Yes, yes, we are sisters." Sir Robert Peel, from a pattern he drew on the back of a pewter dinner-plate, got suggestions of that which led to the important invention by which calico is printed. Nothing in God's universe swings at loose ends. Accidents are only God's way of turning a l eaf in the book of His eternal decrees. From our cradle to our grave there is a path all marked out. Each event in our life is connected with every other event in our life. Our loss , may be the most direct road to our gain. Our defeats and victories are twin brothers. The whole direction of your life was changed by something which at the time seemed to yon a trifle, while some occurrence which seemed tremendous affected vou liut little. That one great thought of God goes on through the centuries, and nations rise and fall, and years pass, and the world itself changes, but God still keeps the undivided mastery, linking event to event and century to century. To God they are all one event, one history, one plan, one development, one system. Great and marvelous are Thy works, Lord God Almighty! Furthermore: We learn from this story the propriety of laying up for the future, l)uring seven years of plenty Joseph prepared for the faniine,and when it came he had a crowded store-house. The life of most men in a worldly respect is divided into years of plenty and famine. It is seldom that any man passes through life without at least seven years of plenty. During these seven prosperous years your business bears a rich harvest. You hardly know where all the money comes from, it comes so fast. Every bargain you make seems to turn $nto gold. You contract few bad debts. You are astounded with large dividends. You invest more and more capital. You wonder how men can be content with a small business, gathering in only a hundred dollars where you reap your thousands. These are the seven years of plenty. Now, Joseph, is the time to prepare for famine, for to almost every man there do come seven years of famine. You will be sick; you will be unfortunate; you will be disappointed; you will be old, and if you have no store-house upon which to fall backjyou may be faminestruck. We have no admiration for this denying one's self of all present comfort and luxury for the mere pleasure of hoarding up, this grasping for the mere pleasure of seeing, how large a pile you can get, this always being poor. and cramped, because as soon as a dollar comes in it is sent out to see if it can't find another dollar v to carry home on its back; but there is an intelligent and noble minded forecast which we love to see in men who have families and kindred dependent upon them for the blessings of education and home. . God sends us to the insects fora lesson, which, while they .do not stint themselves in the present, do not forget their duty to forestall the future. Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways and be wise, which having no guide, overseer or ruler, provideth her meat in the summer and gathereth her f oodjn the harvest." Now, there are two ways oi laying up money; the one by investing it in stock and depositing it in banks and loaning it. on bond and mortgage. The other way of laying up money is giving it away. He is the safest who makes both investments. But the. man who devotes none of his gain to the cause of Christ, and thinks only of hiB

LEFT IN 11 PIT,

own comfort and luxurv, is not safe, I

don't care how his monev is invested.

But above all lay up treasuresin heaven,

They never depreciate m value, Thev

never are at a discount. Thev are al

ways available. You mav feel safe now

with vour nresent vearlv income, hn

wnat will such an income be worth after

you are dead? Others will get it. Per

haps some of them will quarrel about it

before yon are buried. They will be 1 1 a I j rnt

nguti gum tnat you are ueaa. rney are

only waiting for you to die. What then

will all your accumulation be worth if you could gather it all into your bosom

and walk . up with it to heaven's gate?

It. won 14 nut purchase your admission;

or, it allowed to enter, it could not buy

you a crown or a roue ana tne poorest

saint in heaven would look down ane

say: "wnere aiu mat pauper come

from"

Finally, learn from his subject that in

every famine there is a store-house. Up the long row of building, piled to Jie

very root with com, comes the hungrv

multitudes, and Joseph commanded that

i heir sacks and their wagons be tilled.

The world has been biasted. Ever

green thing lias withered uncer the

torch of sin. From all continents ami

islands and zones come up the .groan's of

dying millions. Over tropical smcero ve, and Siberian nee-hut and Hindoo

ungle, the blight has fallen. The fun-

jine is universal. But, glory be. to Go dl

mere is a great siore-nouse. Jesus

Christ, pur elder brother, this day bids

us come in from our hunger and beg

gary, Jind obtain infinite supplies of

grace enough to make us rich forever.

Many ot you have for along time been

smitten of the famine. The world has

not stilled the t h robbi n g o f y our . spi ri t

r . . j-

x onv conscience . somen mes rouses vou

up with some .suddenness and strength

that it requires .the most gigantic de

termination to quel ' the disturbance.

i our courage quakes at the thought of

the future. Oh, why will you tarrv

amid the blastings of the famine when such a glorious store-house is open in

fcr.ou's mercy i

licssoiis of fix peri e nee.

Oiimlin World.

Editor An y thing

startling

Omaha

to-day?

NeWs Editor No, not afcingle railroad

catastrophe since yesterday.

'Humph!" "Yes, things are dull now. Yon see

it's between seasons."

"Between seasons?7 '

"Yes, the summer-excursion sejison is about over and the car-stove Heason hasn't opened vet."

It, was past noon when I started for the home of my betrothed. But my horse was good and I rode hard. I might lie at Trevesy by nightfall. There was a sprinkle of snow on the ground, and a feathery shower fell lightly around me, of which I thought nothing till sunset. The short, dark day was over at 5 o'clock, and at that hour a sharp wind sprang up and the snow began falling thickly. I felt somewhat blinded by the big flakes, ever flying downward and onward and around me, like a cold, patient army, whose onslaught could never be stayed or driven back. Still I pushed on, though tho beast I rode shook and trembled and strove, in his dumb way, to reason against my headstrong will. And now, with some dismay, I suddenly perceived by the sinking oi my horse even to his flanks in heaped snow, that, bewildered by the

whiteness, he and I had lost tho road. It was but a rough one at the best, for I wasiu a wild country where mines wert many and men few. Extricating my poor steed from the drifted snow wherein he floundered, I rested him a moment and shouted for help. Again and again my cry came back to me, following on the wines of the cold wiud, but no other sound broke the deathly stillness of the night. Oh, for the saying light in some charitable window 1 But there was noneonly snow and darkness, darkness and snow all around. Ithought.it terrible, and yet in a little span of time from this I would have deemed it-paradise to be lying lonely in the heaped snow upon this dreary moor. I put my horse to a sharp canter, aud he went about a furlong blindly, then stood still, snorting with terror. I strove to urae him on, but he refused to obey either whip or spur. Seeing no reason for my horse's fright or stubbornness, I spurred him sharply, and urged

him w ith angry voice to obedience, His wonderful obstinacy compelled me at length to dismount, and, with drawn sword in my hand, prepared for hignway man or footpad, I dragged him onward by the bridle. Upon this he made one hasty plunge forward, then stopped, and at the same instant the earth went from beneath my feet and I fell fell I knew not whither, down, down into the deep darkness, unfathomable, terrible as the great pit. I can scarcely say that I thought as I fell, yet I knew I was going to death knew k was descending one of those unused shafts that lie on many a Cornish moor knew that my bones would be unthought of in its dismal depths forever. But even at that instant my flight was arrested, and I hung in mid air, clinging by my hands to what I knew not. It was my sword, which I had forgotten that I held. By a miracle it had thrust itself, as I fell beneath the earth and the rocks, in the side of the shaft, and, jammed fast it held me up. I cannot explain how this occurred, I only know that it was so. As the cry for mercy escaped my lips the mercy came. My sword caught in the inter

stices of the rock and I was held up, my feet dangling over the abyss, and my hands clingihg to the hilt of my good blade. It was as firm as a wedge; I could feel that in spite of my trembling. Yet my position was horrible. To remain thus, to hold on, was torture unutterable, but to yield, even for a moment, was death. There was no hope of relief even for hours; there was no possibility of relief of posture; there was nothing but strong endurance and courage to carry me through. I waited, I suffered, I prayed. It was a night to me of fire. The winds blew and the snow fell, but the cold touched me not. I had fallen too deeply in the shaft for that, even if my tortured blood could have felt it. Morning broke at last, ud hope grew with it. At intervals I had called aloud through the night, and now with scarcely an intermission I raised my voice in cries for help. I did this till weariness stopped me, and I rested in agonized hope of a voice in reply. There was none. No sound reached me. I was in my grave.' alone. I called again, again, again. -I husbanded my voice. I drew in my breath and shouted with the strength of despair. There was no an

swer.

The sun traveled upward, and I knew it was high noon, though to ire the stars were visible likewise; yet the midday rays shone somewhat into the shaft and showed me how I hung. The pit was quite perpendicular; it sloped slightly from my feet upward, aud I had found rest for one foot on the ledge of the ock. Oh, the ease of my anguish from this merciful rest! Tears sprang to my eyes as I thanked God for it. The sun had shown me that to climb out of the pit unaided was impossihle,so I called for help again, and called until my voice failed me. I ceased to call, and nieht fell on me again. As the hours crept on a kind of madness seized me; phantoms Bprang up

from the pit and tempted me to plunge below; horrible eyes glared on me. But worst of all was the sound of water a purling rill flowing gently in my very ears, trickling drop by drop in sweetest music, horribly distant. Water! To reach water I would willingly die; but I kuew it was madness, so I resisted the fiery thirst that would have me release my hold and perish. Water! Yes there was water at the bottom of the shaft, fathoms deep below my feet, but I could only reach that to die; and there was tlie water on the fair earth, fathoms above me water I should never see again. I grew dizzy sick blind. I should have fainted have fallen died; but as I leaned my head against the rock, I felt as though a cold, refreshing baud was laid upon it suddenly. It was water! It was not madnesss it was water, A tiny stream trickling

through the bare wall of rock, like dew

from heaven. I held forth my parched

tongue and. caught the drops as they

fell, and as I drank my strongth was re

newed, and hope and the desire for life

grew warm within me again. And yet on this the second night of my imprisonment I cared not so passionately I

looked not eo eagerly for succor. My

limbs were numbed, my brain deadened; life was ebbing toward death; a

shadow at times fell over my eyes, and

if I still held to the hilt of my sword, if

my feet sought still the ledge that rest

ed them, they did it mechanically from

habit and hot from hope.

I think sometimes I was not in ihy

right mind. I was among green fields

and woods: I was gathering flowers: I

was climbing mountains; and from these visions I invariably awoke to

darkness darkness above, around

darkness below, hiding the abysei that

hungered greedily for my life. And no

friendly face, no voice, no footfall near. Not even a step, t hrough all these slow,

slow hours. If passing peasant through the day had heard the lonely cry rising

from the depths, he had set it down to ghost or pixy, and had passed on his frightened way regardless. And now that night was Uearing on, and no rescue. 1 could not live until morning I knew that. My mind wandered again. My mother was waiting for me; I must hurry home; but I was bound by a chain, in outer darkness, and I was going to die. There wag no Christian in all the land to succor me I was forgotten and forsaken, left in the pit and I would unclasp my hands and fall and die. No, I would call again once more "Help! help! Mercy! help!" As my fainting voice died in the dark depths and quivered up the glimmering sky, I felt hope die with it, and I gave

up all thought of life. I turned niv eyes toward my grave below, and murmered with parched lips: "Out of the depths Itave I cried unto thee, O Lord!" The little rill that had saved my life hitherto still trickled on, and its silvery murmur, as it cropped on the rocks below was the sole sound that broke the deathly silence around me. My prayer was over, and I had not relinquished my hold. I was stronger than I had deemed myself. I would cry out again, "Help! help! help!" I stopped. I listened. A sound was floating on the wind. Coming, coming, joining the drip, drip, drip of the rill then dying, then returning. Listening with my whole being, I recognized the sound. Bell church bells chimes chiming in the New Year. uO, God, have mercy on me! have mercy on me!" Bells ringing in the new year bells chiming in the ears of friends, telling of sadness and hope bells clashing in at merry intervals between music and laughter, loving greetings, kisses and joy. Will no one in my father's house take pity on me? Am I missed nowhere? The bells chime a feasting and gladness, and I am here hanging between life and death. The jaws of the grave are beneath me, mv joints are broken and the bells chime on. Would it not be a good deed on this New Yeax's day to save me? i4Oh, feasters and revelers, hear me! "Help! help! It is Christmas time. Help, for Christ's sake, good people!" The bells float nearer and drown the drip of the trickling water, and I cry "Help! help!" saying, "Now will I call till I die." A film grows over my eyes, but my voice is strong and desperate, as I shout, " Christ mastde! For Christ's sake, help, good Christians!" A great light a flash of fire! Fora moment I deem it death; gazing upward I see, amid a glare of torches, faces O they Mere angels tome eager faces peering downward. And close to me swings

a torch, let down into the depths; its light falls on my haggard face a great shout rends the night sky. "He is here! he is snfe! he lives!" I cannot speak, though my lips move, and my heart stands still as I see one, two, three daring men swing themselves over the abyss miners, used to danger and in a moment stout arms are around me and I am borne upward, car

ried gently like a child,placed an instant

on my feet, and then laid tenderly down on the earth. 1 am so wTeary, and faint, and worn, that I lie with closed eyes, never striving to say a word of thanks. "Go not so near tho brink, madam, I entreat!" I hear a voice cry sharply. Then I open my aching lids, and between me and the shaft kneeJs a white figure; between me and the sky there bends a whi te face, and tears fall down upon m y brow fast and warm . It was my betrothed, Florian. But even

when she stole her little hand in mine

mine so cramped and numbed thai; it gave no response to her tenderness and even when she stooped and pressed her lips to my cheek,! could not breathe a word to thank her. Yet Florian, dear wife, let me tell thee now that from the depths of my happy heart there rose a hymn of joy, audi understood from that moment that thou wert mine, and I owe mv life to thy love. Then thy sweet lips breathed words that fell upon my soul like manna words of tenderness and pity that made the torture of those slow hours in the pit fade away, eo mghtv did this reward seem for my sufferings. I was carried to Trovesky. and as the men bore me along, you walking by my side, I heard them tell the tale of my servants' fright when my horse returned home alone, and how they came to

your father for tidings of me. Then they whispered of the painful search through the day aud night, the tracking of my horse's hoofs upou the snow, and

the story of the scared peasant; who all night long had heard the cry of tortured ghosts issuing from the earth. And the sad story seized upon my Florian with deadly fear, and turning back upon the black moor she tracked the hoof marks until they stopped upon the brink of the forgotten shaft, the shaft of the worked-out mine, well named the Great Wheal Mercy.

There I was found and saved by her

I had loved so long. And, dearest, as I.

slowly came back to H'e that New Year's morning and faintlv whispered to you of my pent-up sorrow, you, in your great pity, thinking of my suffering in the shaft, poured out all your maiden heart And your loviner words, my Florian, were sweeter to me than ever the thrilling Spring had been in the Great Wheal Mercy So in a month you were my wife, and now I sit by a happy hearth, and looking down on the happy faces of my wife aud child, I thank God for that crowning mercy thy love, dear one

w men saved me on xxow tears iay from a dreadful death in the shaft of the Great Wheal Mercy.

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Pittsburg Chronicle: The salient

titres of a regatta are the yachts. iitisburg Chronicle: A ticklish positionthat of the fly on a bald head. After this smash up in the wheat ring it is a great relief to learn that "beans are firm." Harper's Basar: The only people who keep dairies any length of time are those who keep them for sale. A canal boat captain committed biucide yesterday,but otherwise the American Navy was still intact. You can not always judg;c by appearances. Disappearances are oftentimes more trustworthy grides to judgment. Only eighteen ropies of American college papers are subscribed for in Italyi And yet the Italians are fond of chestnuts. Henry S. Ives has no reputation as a writer, but there is a steady demand for his books. It is a pity that such gems

should be out of print. Col. Higginson has written a paper on a- new kind of bonds the "New England Vagabonds." They are coupon bonds-cut off 1'rom society. Packing up to go . out ol town. The trunks were being fastened. Mrs. Be-

Madison, joyously: "Ah, what lots ot fun we shall have when we get back toNew York." Chicago Inter Ocean: A lot of people who sigh and groan and talk about the "dreary outlook" only need to have their windows washed with a bit of soap

and dried with a flannel rag. The richest man in Philadelphia is said to be Isaiah V. Williamson. He started on nothing, and now at eightyfive he does not know what to do with his money at least that is what iis heirs will probably think after he is dead. Somewhat Strange ,. There is a watch in a Swiss Museum only three-sixths ol an inch in diameter, inserted in top of a pencil-case. Its little dial indicates not only hours, minutes and seconds, but also the days of the month. There is a mule on the property of th Proctor Coal Company, near Jelico, Tenn., giving nearly two gallons of milk per day. She is milked regularly night and morning by the stable boy. She has been milking for two weeks and bids fair to beat the Jersey record. A neat little story conies from Wat son Springs. Ga., to the elfect that during a recent freshet a watermelon patch ws washed down the river, and a citizen saw half a melon floating along with a good-sized pig sitting in one end and eating out of the other as placidly as if in a pen. The story comes from Salem, III., of a flock of 110 sheep that were overtaken in their pasture by fire. They at once made for a knoll in the field, and there bunched themselves, with the lambs in ths middle, and began moving in a circle, treading the weeds and grass into the dry earth until the fire was out. At the grounds of the Texas State Ffir at Dallas there is exhibited a freak of nature, it being a bullock with the hind half of a calf grown out of is right shoulder. The parent lies on his right side to give the calf a chance to rest its weary legs. The musculcx action of the calf seems to be independent of its parent A citizen of Arthur village, Canada, fell from an unguarded bridge into the water, and was saved from drowning by the exertions c f Mrs. Drake, who risked her life in the act. She caught a severe cold, and haa been an invalid ever since. The man recovered $3,000 from the town, but not a cent oi it has gone to the woman who saved his life. A cat gave birth to two kittens in hiir 's nest in San Antonio. One of the oldest matronly fowls qi the establishment, after a violent fight with the mother of the kits, drove her off and tcok charge of the young felines. The hen cuddled them to her breast, and when she clucks the kittens have learned to hover under her wings for protection, m Mark Hoi) bins' Extravagancy. Cosmopolitan. Adjoining the Stanford mansion in San Francisco is the striking Norman castle of Mrs. Mark Hopkins Her husband was the financier of the railroad company, but he wore himself out by constant 'application, and for several months before his death he had forgotten his own identity. Just before the loss of memory he had begun the construction of this supurb residence. One day his medical attendant took him to to the top of the hill, where he saw the work of building going on, when the millionaire turned to him and in a querulous tonu asked, "Wh it infernal fool is wasting money on. such a house a& that?" He died soon after. His widow who was a poor New England girl when Mr, Hopkins married her, inherited all Ids wealth. She still retains her shares in tho road, and her

adopted son is one of the rising young ) men in the railroad office. Her coun

try home is at Great Barrington, Mass., Where she has built a costly .summer residence. She is regarded as the rich

est woman in America, as she has a

fortune of at least $40,000,000, of which

she does not spend half the income.

LAMENT Ol? A HOLD, Useful in jwtany Ways it is Often Unappreciated and. in Trouble. I am a hole. I'm a sociable, goodnatured hole, and although I have been pretty nearly everywhere, I can't help feeling rather dazed at having sneaked

into print. But I hope you won't think any the Ifess tff me for that. You will find a great many worse things in print than holes.. My importance in tho world is greatly under-estimated. People never think of me until they need me to crawl into. And when I do offer my services I am repulsed with scorn. A man will dig two days to produce m when he. wants a well in his garden, and yet when, he" finds me right in his pocket he is not satisfied,land gets rid of me as soon as

possible. I am a very modesl hole too. I al-

ways try to seciuae myseii rrom tne public gaze. Last summer I hid in the surf at Atlantic City, but a big fat man, who was going to bathe fell right into me, and instead of apologizing as a gentleman should, commenced to swear at me. I then squeezed myself very small and took refuge in the bottom of an ocean Bteamer, thinking I would be out of sight there, but I was found out and driven away by the ship's carpenter. We holes lead terrible lives. All the great inventions of the world are largely indebted to holes for their

utility. Cannons and rifles would be entirely useless if there were no holes o put the ammunition in, and even then would be harmless if they couldn't make holes in what was shot at. Yet nobody ever gives us holes credit for our usefulness. On the contrary, whenever a man gets into trouble he blames it on us aud says he is "in a hole." Although I look very innocent fit the bottom of a flower pot, I am exceedingly dangerous when I start out on my travels, I once stopped over night in a tin roof to study astronomy, but it lained very hard that evening, and a man asleep in a room underneath got wet-

He jumped up in a rage and actually begun blaming me, as i f I, and not the rain, .hd wet him! A plumber came next day, and the man chuckled and thought he was rid of me. . But he soon learned differently. I ran along under the bricks as he went to his office that morning, and the mud squirted all over him at every step he took. I then hid in one of his1 back teeth, and he nearly went wild. The dentists couldn't dislodge me, and the tooth had to come out. I took pity on him after that and let him alone. Well, I have an engagement at the bank to-night, as some, professional friends of mine -want to get into a safe deposit vault, and they will need my services and a little gunpowder to accomplish their purpose. So I must bid you good-bye. But you will always find me during the summer at the small boy's corner of the ball ground fence.

A HOWIa FOR BliOOlK Herr Most and New Tork AnarciiiBts maud War.

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An audience of 3,500 anarchists and socialists assembled at Cooper Union,

New York, Monday night, to prdtBfel

against the hanging of the condemned

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.Woman's Wages. St. Louis Globe Democrat.

The best prices'now paid to the sew

ing women is $1 per dozen for white shirts, from 12 j to 18c for men's pants

arul 7c for boys' summer waishj. Proba

bly tne best paying on tne common

class of work is shirts, and that keeps

one at work from early dawn to late at

night to make ' 50 or 75c per day. The

fact is th most active sewers can not

realize more than $15 per mouth by the

most diligent application to work.

These figures are much reduced to what

they were in former years, yet the retail prices of clothing aro really just the same as they formerly were.

Chicago anarchists..

eluded several wonien who objected to ' . .i . ''11 : iTV -'111 -vr-i l

anarcnistic uoCTruie. wpsier yrwauwi

was choaen chairman. In his opening; speech Vrooraan quoted'' the Bible:, toshow that Mcjes slew a man whom he found committing v wrong, and MiBB Jones rose up and hoo"Thnee heo v ;

for the Bible." Vrooman continued by: eaying that if the Chicago brothren hjf said anything that was wrpntfJfcwas ric reason why they shouio' hang. "If I

tney nang wj ose men in, ynuaquy yuvmf, he added, "they can hang every rnam

who speaks here to-night.7 U?here waff a great conspiracy ' among tfie iullngr classes to crush the labor moyeinenti Justice; not mercyy was demandfedfVrooman presented, a set of WMoIutiorisr , at the close of his speech which metwithV the appro val pf the crowd. They con--. demned the sentence of the Anarchists as murder and a crime againnt civiliasation, the culmination ol a conspiracy to crush free speech. The working men of America would be untrue to themselves if they allowed such an jpntraee -to be prepei rated. - A contributi6 followed irom the audience. nettpgOO

for the cause.

But this hereof the ntfht was Moafer. His speech followed. ;f 'Friends and An

archists." said he, "is H urJa

have free speech in this country? What are these men guilty pf? Are the j thieves or murderers? Cries of 'Kb;. no.' They fought against the uiurderV ing police and robbing capitalists; Seven policemen Jrere killed". They want seven of our brothers' livesa life for ai life. You cannot allow that lianng to lake place. Arm yourselves, and for ; everjr drop of blood that is .fihed from'. . our friends let it cost a human life. I anv not alone an Anarchist, bnt also a

revolutionist. The, capitalist shaft be the first to suffer. No one stall escape' his just dues. The twelve jurors, tho judges, detectives, spies, will not sleep very soundly at present. lit them be-- ' ware. Wild yells and cheers from Uief crowd. The time is approaching whenv we will be forced to use fire-arms. Itmust come, so be prepared! Bedlam cheers, L warn them not to take the' lives of our martyrs in Chicago. I der mand that they fee set free. :; jLet there . be a social revolution." , ' V ' ' Editor Shevitch and others, .node speeches of a similar character. ;

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Order, Order, air. .1 tin kins. Hawesvilto (Ky.) Plaiudealer.? If Jim Jenkins don't atop shooting our windows out there'll he trouble; this is no rented house and windows cost money. If ho wants to shoot at ns he must come inside.

Bismarck is a Distiller. The discussion of the spirit monopoly has let to the disclosure of the fact that Pi ince Bismarck is ponco rned in distilling on a"large scale. He owns distiller-

leti at varan, ..uibuov ana vvenaiscnPttddiger, th? annual output ot whicn is estimated at 600,000 litres. His interest in the monopoly led its projectors to ask him to join the directory which he declined to do on account of hia official position. The Progressists consider the failure ol the scheme an indirect check on the distilling plans of Prince Bisnnarck.

five men,retreated 500 Ailes and lived ten months without fire & harmony and in good order. Discipline was somewhat relaxed, but when in emergencies it was necessary to enforce it his orders were always obeyed, though it was sometimes iu doubt when the orders were issued. Some of his men were foreigners, many of them of littleeducation, but in three years he did not see a blow struck; The newspaper stories of frequent quarrels among the men were baseless After the frozen hands and feet had dropped from one unfortunate man it was ordered he should receive two of the scanty rations, and though everyone was suffering from hunger there was no grumbling, certainly not openly, on account of h e care for the cripple. A Startling1 Statement. Quite a stir has been created in official circles by the publication of a letter addressed to the Commissioners of the District of Columbia by R. A. Fish, Assessor of the District, in regard to the

payment of taxes by the national banks of the Citv of Washington. .From this

letter it appears that these banks have

never paid a dollar into the treasury of

the District, though the assessment lists

show that $30,000 per annum for the

past twenty 'four years, making an af

rearage of nearly seven and a half millions, not including interest and penal

ties accruing under the law. ' Not only

the national banks have escaped, but all

the banks aud banking firms have been

able to stave oflf taxes. The same can be said of all the railroad, , steamboat and other large business corporations of the District ' Three Moods of Three Girls. Detroit Free Press. . . . ' . Three pretty little girls drove down Woodward avenue yesterday afternoon in a low phaeton. Two were dressed in white and one in pink. There were other vehicles on one side of them and a street sprinkler wetting the pavement for a breadth of twenty feet on the

other. Tne gins could not turn out,

the driver of the street-sprinkler did not shut off the water, and the conse

quence was that the "girls' dresses were thoroughly saturated, as if they had

been caught in a shower. (sne girl

laughed, another looked down at her

pretty but soiled pink dress and burst

into teavs, and the thira young lady made faces at the driver, of the

sprinkler.

No Further Comment Needed.

Otagp 0.) Witness. . ..

A paper asked: "Js. there a wife in

in the citv to-dav who makes her hus

band's shirts?' The following answer was received by return of post: "I do, but be won't wear 'em.

Greely and the Arctic Explorers. New Bedford, Mass., dispatch Aug. 20. Gen. Greely was given a reception by the Boaid of Trade here to-day . After remarks by the President, the General said there wa3 probably no place better able than New Bedford to appreciate the difficulties of an Arctic exploration He spoke modestly of his own services and wished to say that though engaged in dangerous duty his men had done their best to obey all orders. - and carry out the spirit of instructionSi He went because he was sent. The men under him did their best. The scientific and geographical work laid out for the party was accomplished in a satisfactory man ner. When they were forced to retreat from their original camp he was ; fearful that discipline might not be maintained. In the British navy it is the rule that- on a sinking ship discipline is abandoned. He was happy to say

that his command, originally of twenty-J iy heard tbere during the meteor's felL

ifm fc ..-Its-.

Fall ot Immense Mewora. ' An immense meteor fell on the line of the New Brunswick railway within six. miles of V anceboro, Maine,Fnday night. It is sunk deep in -the earth raUd y et pro-" jects ten and one-half feet f above- the ;

surface. It is of the color of burnt rock; 4

When it fell it was verv hot; The falfc

ing of the meteor, could be seen 200 mile away. ItCiOubtecUy' oi -immense f!p size! ,. ,"'v. v'"":.-"-j... ' A dispatch from Barrington, N. S., , Saturday, lalsVrrtsj the fall of m g

"meteor as large as an elephant, xna&y night.' It went into the ocean; Its fall

was accompanied by a most ytvid uluiafcr'y nation of the whole city. There, was sudden and almost dazzling fiash,lasting CWi for a couple' of-mpments, then alk was Sffi oyer. At Barrington darknes3 preyentr .'fill

ed the prosecution of any search, as tho appearance was not follo wed by any unusual phenomenon! Th 5 meteor ; was also seen at Lockport, .Shelburne Yarmouth. Ambers and other towns in dif

ferent parts of the Province. A . Bridgewater' dispatch says that when first ' womfM it appeared to be a laie falling star,but before it reached the earth it burst into fl small stars of exceeding brilliancy.which ill

illuminated theheavens in a truly grand ; f

style. A hissing sort of noise was plai n-.

A, Lonknorfc fh natch eavs' the meteor

was followed, a few minutea fiiteiits diifl-

appearance, by a sound reseni)

of distant thunden

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' . . McGlynn Makii ContoM on. ',, v Rev. Dr. McGlynn made an address before the New York Association: of ' 'M Methodist Preachers Monday- morning, which lasted an hour and a hft:,J?M and was listened to; by 500? rnmwters i and others. Dr. McGlynn referred to ; S his excommunication ;for preaching. W the Christianity I- was brought Up in,w and after referring to th peculiar posi- ; tion in which he found himself-in fo a body so distfhctivelv' ropreaehtatiye

of the Protestant religion, he presented the Henry George land theories, and denned them as representing tiie cause of ' humanity. When the speaker, hadi concluded a gentleman offered a resolution of thanks to lr. McGlynn for his able .

eloquent ana instructive auress, . auujj

"wishing him Goi speed in his efforts to diffuse the doctrine of the fatherhood of God and the4 brotherhood rof man." This created great con fusion, and after a turbulent scene, -which one clergyman characterized as resembling a bee? gair' den, the 1 resolution was amended by a clause that allowed the members to reserve the rightof an indiviual opinion concerning land e6ries, then

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National Ols till era. . y " The Natipnal: Association in session at v Cincinnati,; adjourned lasttWednedayt j A long list; . of resolutions were adopted. The resor ;N" : lutions declare that though in favor of $ temperance we. are opposed to prohibi- ; tion, general or local; whether Bought to be accomplished by-direct statute or by . eyhorbitantv andproscri and are Opposed to i t because we believe it to be wrong in principle, impossible rof enforcement and, promotive of the worst forms of deceit and hypocrisy." '.'' The resolutions then endorse the tax or ' license system. A protest is urged against- ;

making the question .partisan or politit --'f :

cal. It is further resolved tuat we ee-- .;"

teem the business in which we are engaged "as liouptable !-.idd BB.himjv-' 'J. 1 other mercantile pursuit, and we pledge M

ourselves to do all theses things which ' h-oneat and honorable men may do to ' M

secure themselves the- protection to. -iV-

which the vast capital and far-reaching y dependencies of our husineHS entitle

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Among novelties in dogfaTnishingB come waterproof eovers-with rioods ec- 4 tending oyer tlie head, and travelling

d uster?s with breaat pockefsff or puggy 's -3 1 A-

raiiroau noses,