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OF LIFE AND DEATH. We talked of life and death. She said: Vbicbever of us two first dies Eball come t ack from amon; the dead And teach his friend these niysterlos." She died Inst nlbt, and all this day I swear that things of every kind Are trvlng, trying to convey Koine menage to my troubled mind. I looked up from my tears erewhile; That white roso dying in the cup Was gazing at me with her smile . It blushed her blush as 1 looked up. And when th wind rose at my door It clamored with a plaintive diu Like some poor creature begging soro To be let iu. 1 let it iu. It Mew my Hht out; round my head It whirlO'l, and swiftly iu my car lad whiskered something cro it t'ed; It had her voice, so low, so dear. The looking gloss this livelong day Ilns worn that curious, meaning air; I feel it when I look away Reflecting things that aro not ther. For hours breath of wind lias stlrrod. Yet bends the lamp's flame as if fanned; The clock says o'er and o'er a word. But I O God! can't understand. Gertrude Hall, in The Independent. A MYSTERY. Suppo?o a landsman knew that whenever he left his house ho was under surveillance shadowed by Bomcono who meunt him evil, and was waiting a favorablo opportunity to stab him In the back? Ills feelings need cot be envied. Take tho same instance on the broad ocoan one craft shadowing1 another day and night with evil intent, and you can imagine Jack Tar's feelings no law to appeal to no chance to evade tho grim pursuer. Such a caso happened to me when second mate of an Australian trading schooner, and 6ome of tho queer points about it will never be cleared up. We had picked up a cargo among the spico islands of the I3anda sea, and the in tention was to proceed to Singapore for a market. At an island called Wetta whero we stopped to tako on the last of our hardwood, wo wore offerod a biff price to lake a band -of about fifty natives men. women and children to the island of Timor, lying to the south. This charter Tas made, and we had a pleasant run and no trouble. Oddly enough thero were about a dozen natives at Coepang. which is the chief seaport of Timor, who wanted to go to the east end of the island of Java. They were, as we afterward knew, conspirators who were planning against the govern ment of Java, but they paid us a good price, and we carried out our part of the contract. The difference it made to us was that we must now coast along the big island to Sunda straits, a matter of 700 miles, instoad of voyaging tho landlocked Flores and Java 6cas. While open piracy was unknown, there were many suspicious crafts in those 6eas, and at brief intervals traders were plundered or captured outHrht. Wo had no cannon, but our crew of eight men had muskets and cutlasses and could bo depended on to fight We stood ofT the coast under the land breeze after landing our men at night, and by daylight had an oil ing of twenty-five miles. Then wo headed to tho west We had just done so when we noticod a craft rigged like an Arab dhow coming up astern of us. She was nearly of our eize, but could sail three feet to our two in any sort of wind. Such crafts confine themselves to the coasting trade, and 6oidom make long voy ages. We could not see why this fel low should be so far from the coast, unless on our trail and we soon felt assured that his business was with us. He shortened sail to keep about a mile astern of us, and hung right there all day. His plan is to creep up to us and lay us aboard at night," said tho cap tain, as we talked the matter over. While I can't make out over four or five men on his decks, I'm satisfied that he has twenty or thirty hidden away. " We should have been prepared as well a3 we could when night cam j, but late in tho afternoon a gale came up from the northwest driving us out to sea and we knew he'd have all he could do to manaje his craft even if he dared to keep up the pursuit That he dared wan soon settled, lndoed, his craft was as seaworthy as ours, but the natives of those fclands are not looked upon as proficient naviga tors. We were driving away in tho darkness, the seas pitching us like a cork, and when we lost sight of him astern, we sheltered our lights, broke a point ofthe course we were leading and felioitated ourselves that we would not be insight when morning came. What was our astonishment and disgust to find him holding his old position as daylight came. It did not 6ecm as if he had changed by ten feet How he could have kept it was a marvel to us, as the night was so thick from the time it shut in that our night glass could not loc&to him. The gale still held, and we still drifted away into the Indian ocean, and If he meant us harm we had plenty of time to prepare for him. The second night came on bright and clear, and we could not have evaded him by any trick at midnight Tho gals had blown itself out and an hour later we had sail on the schooner and were headed up to the northwest under a chango of wind. The dhow followed our example as promptly as If slgnalod to, but as there was still a heavy sea running, we had no ear of her for several hours to como. Whon morning came she was sticking like a burr in tho same old spot and her grim persistency begun to unncrvo us. Some of the men insisted that she was a "cplrit ship" sailed by dead men, and that her hanging in our w ake was an omen of disaster and death. It was a real relief to see her about 9 o'clock io the forenoon forgo ahead to windward of us. This move was doubtless made to enable them to in spect us. We could make out four or live men aboard of her, but no more, and sho did not sit low enough in the water to prove the presence of much cargo in her hold. A glass or tw wan no uoubt leveled in our direction, and anxious to make a big showing of strength wo kept the men dodging about ns briskly as possible. The stranger must havo concludod that we had from fifteen to twenty men to de fond our decks, and after running a parallel course of two or three hours he dropped back into our wnko and hung there like a wolf in oliaso. So wore the day away, and so came the night The possibility that the dhow was a peaceful trader like ourselves was no longer an excuse with us. , Wo could not say on tho other hand, that she was a pirate bent on our capture, but that was a reasonable view of It and ouo which took a firm hold of everybody ' mind. Had 6he como along up and laid us aboard and had done with it each mun would havo felt relieved and giveu her the best ha could. It was tho waiting the mys tery the speculation in to her inten tions that took the nerve out of our men and made them cany pale faces. The bree.o died out with tho sun, so that when nlsrht had fairly come we were not making over a knot an hour, with a full moon to light up the sou until you could have made out a ship's yawl a mile away. Thoro was no use trying to dodgo tho stranger on such a night, and both watchoi wero kept on deck, with guns and cutlasses at hand for instant use. At about midnight the dhow crept up until his bowsprit was not more than 200 feet from our rudder post iad every man knelt at tLe bulwarks with musket in hand Wo tried our best now to make out how many men ho had on his decks, but wo could tea no one, not oven ono figure. They were either hidden by the sails or sholtered by the bulwarks, He had a hotter sight of us, and, perhaps, seeing that wo wero ready he gradually dropped back to his old position. and there we found him again at daylight To show you how tho presence of this unknown told on the nerve of the men, lot mo say that after breakfast the men sent a spokesman aft to ro quest the captain to luff up and havo it out with him, and if we wero all to have our throats cut to havo it over and done with. This he refused to do, however, telling the men that wo were hoading straight for Sunda and the nearer we got to the coast the less danger there was of an fclla.'k. Wo had only a moderate breeze during the day, and the dhow kept her place as on the previous ono. If she meant us evil Bho would bo pretty certain to at tack us that night as the morrow would bring us almost in 6ight of the coast Darknes did not affect tho breeze, which was about a four-knot one, and we had the same moon light after 10 o'clock. The big silver orb was hardly finger high out of the sea when the dhow began to closo upon us, and now wo felt cer tain that the climax had come. Iarcr and nearer 6ho came, creeping like a shadow of evil, and sho was only a cable's length oil our post quarter, and evidontly all ready to sheer down upon us and lay us aboard, when he suddenly luffed up into the wind, hunar for a moment while her sails sluttod and slapped and then went off to the southeast and was soon out of 6ight and that without our seeing a soul except the man at tho wheel. It was queer enough, as we all agreed, and it was a mystery wo wero never tired of discussing, but her object and identity wo never ascertained. Every man forward will boliove to the day of his death that sho was a spirit ship. New York Sum. The Women Mere of One Opinion. At a meeting called in memory of tho lata Lord Lytton, 'Owen Mero dith. " at which favorito quotations from the dead author wero to bo handed In in writing, every woman present gavo the following: "The heart of man is like that dolicate weed Which requires to bo trampled on boldly indeed, Ere it give forth tho fragrance you wish to extract; Tis a timilo. trust me, if not new, exact." All tho men in the crowd gave in tho quotation commencing: "O, hour of ell hours, blessed hour of our dlunersl We may live without friends, we may live without books, But civilized mai can not Uv9 without cooks. We may live without love what is pas sion but pining! But where is the maa that can live with out dininjff" Verily, the poet knew how to touch tho dl'Jcrent chords of the human hcart Indianapolis Journal. Hot the Job 4. rather seedy looking chap drifted into Bernardsvillo some time ago and asked a carpenter for some work. He said he had a knack in that Una The carpenter looked at him keenly, and then handed him a sharp hatchet and told him to put a point on a stake. Tho newcomer did it rapidly and well. That'll do." said the carpenter, though you forgot something." "What's that?" "You didn't hit a stone and spoil the edge of the hatchet" Crack! went thehatchet on a stone, ruining the edge. " "Well begracious!" exclaimed the carpenter. "Say, young fellow, I didn't mean that but you do know how to obey orders, and I'll hire you." Newark Sunday Call. University Periodicals. Among the periodicals now pub lished by the Johns Hopkins univer sity in Baltimore are the - American Chemical Journal the American Jour nal of Mathematics and the American Journal of Philology. A large num ber of the professor of tho university are contributors to those pcriodlealo. RELIGION mil TO-DAY. DR. TALMACE TELLS WHAT IT SHOULD DE. A Sermon From the Tet "Whether, Thereore, Ye Eat or Drluk. or Whatso ever Te Do, Io All to the Glory of God A Message for the Day. r.nooiu.YX, N. Y., .Tan. 24, 1802. Dr. Talmage's sermon this morning was on the topic on which he is never tired of insisting, and which, more than any other, constitutes his message to this generation tho application of religion to the affairs of daily life. His text was taUen from I. Corinthians 10:31: "Whether, therefore, ye eat or drink, or whatsoever yo do, do all to the glory of Clod." When the aprstle, In this text, sets forth the Idea that so common an ac tion us the talcing of food and drink is to be conducted to the glory of (Jod, he proclaims the Importance of religion in the ordinary affairs of our life. In all nges of the world there has been a tendency to set apart certain days, place, and occasions for worship, and to think those were the chief realms in which religion was to ac t. Now, holy daj's and holy places have their impor tance. They give opportunity for especial performance of Christian duty, and for regaling of tho religious appetite; but they cannot tako the place of continuous ex ercise of faith and prayer. I purpose, this morning, to plead for a religion for to-day. In the first place we want to bring the religion of Christ into our conver Batlon. When a dam breaks and two or three villages nre overwhelmed, or L..1 earthquake in South America swal lows a whole city, then people begin to talk about the uncertainty of life, and they imagine they are en gaged in positively religious conversation. No. You may talk about these things, and have no praee of God at all in vcur heart. We ought every day to be talking religion. If there is anything glad about it, any thing beautiful about it, anything hn portant about it, we ought to be con tinuously discussing it. I have noticed that men. just in proportion as their Christian experience is shallow,- talk about funerals, and grave-yards, and tombstones, and death-beds. The real, genuine Christian man talks chiefly about this life, and the great eternity beyond, and not so much about the in significaut pass between these two res idences. My friends, the religion of Jesus Christ is something to talk about with a glad heart. It is brighter than the waters; it is mere cheerful than the sun shine. Do not go around groaning about your religion, when you ought to be tinging it or talking it in cheer ful tones of voice. How often it is that we find men whose lives are utterly in consistent, who attempt to talk re ligion, and always make a failure of it! My friends, we must live religion, or we cannot talk it. If a man is cranky, and cross, and uncongenial, and hard in his talirgs, and then be gins to talk about Christ and heaven, everybody is repelled by it. Yet I have heard such men fcay, in whininr tones, "We are miserable sinners;" "The Lord bleEsyou;" "The Lord have mercy on you;" their conversation interlarded with such expressions, which mean nothing but canting; and cant ing is the worst form of hypocrisy. Again I remark: we must bring the religion of Christ into our employ ments. "Oh," you say, "that is very well if a man handles large sums of money, or if he have an extensive traffic, but in my thread-and-needle store, in my trimming establish ment, in the humble work iu life that I am called to, the sphere is too small for the action of such grand heavenly principles." Who told you so? Do yon not know that (od watches the faded leaf on the brook's surface as certainly as he does the blaxing sun? Ami the moss that creeps up the side of the rock makes ns much impression upon God's mind as tho waving tops of Oregon pine and Lebanon cedar; and the alder crackling under the cow's hoof, sounds ns loud in God's ear as the snnp of a world's conflagration. When you have anything to do in life, however humble it may seem to be, God is always there to help you to do it If your work is that of a fisherman, then God will help you, as he helped Simon when he dragged Gennesaret If your work is drawing water, then he will help you, as when he talked at the well curb to the Samaritan woman. If you are engaged in the custom-house, he will lead you as he led Matthew sitting at the receipt of cus toms. A religion that is not good in one place is not worth anj-thing in another place. The man who has only a day's wages in his pocket as certainly needs the guidance of religion, as he who rattles the keys of a bank, and could abscond with 8100,000 hard dol lars. There are those prominent in the churches who seem to be, on public oc casions, very devout, who do not put the principles of ChriRt's religion into practice. They are the most inexor able of creditors. They are the most grasping of dealers. They ore known as sharpers on the street They fleece every sheep they can catch. A country merchant comes in to buy spring1 or fall goods and he gets into the storo of one of these professed Christian men who have real ly no grace in their heart, and he is completely swindled. He Is so overcome that he cannot get out of town during tho week. He stays In town over Sun day, goes into some chnrchj to get Christian consolation, when, what is his amazement to find that the very man . who hands him the poor box in the church is the one who relieved hira of bis money! But never mind; the deacon has his black coat on J now. He looks solemn, and goes home talking about the "ble.scd sermon." If the w heat in the churches bhould be put into a hopper, the first turn of the era i.k would make the chaff fly, I tell you. Some ofthe.se men are great stlckleo; for gospel preaching. They say,"You stand there in bands and surplice and jrown, und preach preach like an ungel, and we will stand out here and attend to business. Don't mix things. Don't get business and religion in the same bucket. You attend to your matters and we will attend to ours." They do not know that God sees every cheat that they have practiced in the last six years; that he can look through tho iron wall of their firo proof safe; that ho has counted eyery dishonest, do'lar they have in their pocket, and that a day of judgment will come. Thesse inconsistent Christian ln-rn will sit on the Sabbath night in the house of Gcd, singing, at the close of the serv ice, "Bock of Ages Cleft for Mt," and then, when the benediction is pro nounced, shut tho pew-door, and say, ns they go out, "Good-bye, Boligion. I'll be back next Sunday." I think that the Church of God and the Sabbath are only an armory where we aro to get weapons. When war comes, if a man wants to light for his country he does j not go to Iroy or Spring. leld to do battling, but he goes there for swords and muskets. I look upon tho church ofi Christ and the Sab bath day as only the place and time where and when we are to get armed Christian conflict; but the battle field is on Monday, Tuesday, Wednes day, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. "St. Murtin's," nnd "Lenox," atul "Old Hundred" do not amount to anything unless they sing all tho week. A ser mon is useless unless we can take it with us behind the plough and the counter. The Sabbath day it worth less if it last only twenty-four uours. There are many Christians who say 1 "We are willing to serve God. but we do not want to do it in the-ie spheres about which we are talking; and it seems so insipid and monotonous. If we had some great occasion, if we had lived In the time of Luther, if we had been Paul's traveling companion, if. wo could serve god on a great scale, we would do it; but we can't in this every day life." I admit that a great deul of the romance and knight-errantry of life have disappeared before the advance of this practical pge. The ancient temples of Bouen have been changed into store-houses and smithies. The residences of poets and princes have been turned into brokers' shops. The classic mansion of Ashland has been cut up into walkiug-sticks. The groves where the poets said the gods dwelt have been carted out for fire-wood. The muses that we used to read about have disappeared before the emigrant's axe and the trapper's gun, and that man who is waiting for a life bewitched of wonders will never find it. Again, we need to bring tho religion of Christ into our commonest trials. For severe losses, for bereavement, for trouble that shocks like an earthquake and that blasts like a storm, re pre scribe religious consolation; but, busi ness man, for the small annoyances of last w eek, how much of the grace of God did you apply? "Oh!" you say, "these trials are too small for such ap p'ication." My brother, '.hey are shaping your character they are souring1 your temper, they art- wearing out 3'our temper, they are wearing out your patience, and they nro making you less and less a man. I yo into a sculptor's studio, nnd see him shaping a statue. He has a chisel in one hand and a mallet in the other, and he gives a very gentle stroke click, click, click! I say, "Why don't you strike harder?"' "Oh!" he replks, "that would shatter the statue. I can't do it that way, I must do it this way." So he works on, nnd after a while the features come out.and everybody that enters the studio is charmed nnd fascinated. Well, God has your soul under process of develop ment, nnd it is the little annoyances nnd vexations of life that are chiseling out your immortal nature. It is click, click, click! I wonder why some great providence does not come, and with ono stroke prepare you for heaven. Ah, no. God says that is not the way. And so he keeps on by strokes of little annoyances, little sorrows, little vexations, until at last you shall be a glad spectacle for angels and for men. You know that a large fortune may be spent in small change, and a vast amount of moral character may go away in small depletion. It is the little troubles of life that arc having t moro effect upon you than great ones. A awarm of locusts will kill a grain-field sooner that the incursion of three or four cat tle. You tay, "Since I lost my child, since I lost my property, I have been a different man." But you do not rec ognize thp architecture of little annoy ances that aro hewing, digging, cut ting, shaping, splitting nnd interjoin ing your moral qualities. Bats may sink a ship, One lucifcr match may send destruction through a block of store-houses. Catherine dc Mcdicls got her death from smelling a poisonous rose. Columbus, by stopping and ask irg for a piece of bread and a drink of water at a Franciscan convent, was led to the discovery of tho new world. And there is an intimate connection between trifles and immensities, be tween nothings nnd everything. I compare our indifference, to the bru-e; but perhaps I wronged the brute. I oo not know but that, among its other Instincts, it may have an in stinct by which it recognizes the Divine hand that feeds it I do not know but that God is, through it, holding com munication with what we call "irra tional creation." The cow that stands under the willow by tho water-course, encwing its cud, looks very thankful; and who can tell how much a bird means by its song? The aroma of the flowers smells like incense, end the mist arising from the river looks like the smoko of a morning sacrifice Oh, that we were as responsive! Yet who thanks God for the water that gushes up In the well, and that foams in the cascade, and that laughs over the rocks, uml that patters in the showers, and that claps its hands in the sea? Who thanks God for the air, the fountain of life, the bridge of sun beams, the path of sound, the great fan on a hot summer's day? Who thanks God for this wonderful physical organ ismthis sweep of the vision this chime of harmony struck into the cai this soft triad of u myriad ddightt over the nervous tissue--this rolling o! the crimsoa tide through artery and vein this drumming of the heart ou our march to immortality? We tak all these things as a matter of course I was preaching one Thanksgiving day and announced my text "Oh, give thanks unto the Lord; for he ia good; for his mercy endureth forever.'' I do not know whether there was any blessing on tho sermon or not; but the I text wont straight to a youn? niant heart. Be said to himself, us 1 read the text: " 'Oh, give thanks, unto the Lord; for ho Is good Why, I have never rendered him nny thanks. Oh, what an Jugrate I have been!" Can it be, my brother, that you have been fed by the good hand of God all these days thut you have had cloth ing and shelter and all beneficent sur roundings, and yet have never ofVered j your heart, to God? O, let a teuseof the divine goodness shownyou in 1 he every day bles: ings melt your heart; and if you have never' before uttered one j earnest note of thanksgiving, let this be the day which shall hour your song, i What I s;iy to one, I say to all of this audience. Takethispractic.il religion 1 have recommended into your overy- j day life. Make every day a Sabbath, ivnd every meal a sacrament, nnd every room you enter a Holy ol Holies. We all have work to do; let us be willing to do it We all have sorrows to bear; let us choerfi By bear them. We all have battles to fight; let us courageously fight them. If you want to die. right you must live right Negligence and indolence will win the hiss of everlast ing s:orn, while faithfulness will gather its garlands, and wave Its sceptre, nnd sit upon its throne, long after this earth has put on ashes, and eternal oges have begun theix march. You go home to-day, and at tend to your little sphere of duties. I will go home, and attend to my little sphere of duties. Kvery one in his own place. So our every step in life shall be a triumphal march. and the humblest footstool on which we are called tc sit will be a conqueror's throne. Good Sweet Ilorse-Mest. Joseph Hausinan of Mailison, Wis., killed a nice fat horse the other day and passed some of the meat around among his friends without telling thero what it was. Among those who were called upon to express an opinion was a city butchei who was asked to speak ns an expert The dish was set before him and he ate heartily. He sn id that he could tell any kind o.meat thut was brought to him; that there was an unmistakable flavor in meat which a man w ho had been in the butchering business as long as he had could detect. He praised the meat before him as to flavor but said it was a tiille coarse, indicating that it was not taken from the best part of the beast. "Then you know, do you. just what kind of meat you are eatir g!" "Yes, sir." Well, tell us wlat it Is?" "It is a cut of i-oast from a steer's nek," said the diner. Upon being informed of the real na ture of the meat he expressed great sur prise that it shcild be found so similai in flavor to bovine flesh and ihis was echoed by all the others. A DrramliiK Hoc:. Col. Mnnnerlvi lives in Atlanta, Ga. fle owns a pet dog that is somewhat ol a somnambulist. Severul morning ago hn was taking a nap on the up-stairs front porch of the' Arlington hotel, when lu- fell to dreaming. Ho jumped hur riedly up and sprang for the baluster, As he reached ti e top he discovered that he was not o . the proi-.nd Poor and made desperate t fforts to regain his tnuance. IJut it was too late. In his grcbt effort to stick to the baluster he turned completely over and came down with a thud. He arose tarefiilly,looked al around with a deeply injured ex firession and, finding that no one was aligning at his misfortune, walked thoughtfully away. Ue fell about twenty feet. Dont's for J5ac!iolors. Don't remain ns you tire any longer than yoa can help yourselves. Don't think a bahc oris the best form of man. Don't presume upon your indepen dence. Don't be too "palavering" with the women. Don't forget that you are growing old very rapidly. Don't try to hide that bald spot or the streaking gray hairs. Don't try to prevent yourselves loving little children. Don't button yourselves up in your selves. Don't be a bachelor, that's all. lias Fasled Nearly Tw o Years. For over BOO days Mr Ellen Wnch ter of Whitehall, Lehigh county, Pa., has kept alive without sw allowing one crumb of food or one drop to drink ci any kind whatsoever. Nearly two years ago publicity was fi-st jrfvtu to tho strange afftvtion of Mrs. Wuchter's throat, w hich prevents absolutely the slightest symptom of swlloving. She has since then been compelled, owing to her peculiar condition, to go without any apprec'able nourishment, nnd reat interest by the medical profession is CTinccd concerning her case nnd her probable fate. All tho nourishment she gets Is by absorption. Lout Ills False Teeth. II. B. Ashelman of Wrst Superior, Wis., wears a set of falsw teeth, wii.h a fold plate, in his mouth ordinarily, but e forgot his teeth while drinking a glass of water the other morning, and now wears them in his stoma -h. His physi cians are non plused, but Asheiman feels no ill results yet. The vexing question of this vexing axe Is -How d.d Noun and Lis family survive that long dump spell without Dr. ltuM's Cough Syrup? The best thin? out a conflagration. lly dauphter was trouMed with neuralgla In her uhi'Ic and back and was cur;l by Sal vation Oil. I endorse this remedy full and cheerfully recommend It. (1. FlKEIt, 100 North l'oppletou &L, liultlnioro, Aid. ! Better late than never going to bed. I.rnrn Khorthnnd by mall. Positions cured by V. it. VUuttvf, Oawrgo, X. Y. Every doz has Its day and every dogma. I.nne'i Family Mrdltrlnr. Mores the Bowels euch day. A pleatant herb drfcik A lazy man steals from himself. FITS.-Ali Hii.Mu.a freebyOR. SMSS'S CMT Kerve KeMtitr-r. Noi ltftiu-r arhtil'iy'nuhe. War rHlnus euro. 'J'nvit io irtifl 1 uO trlitf Kitt'o f ru to t'ltciucit. bend to Dr. Kllue.'J.I Artbrt.. l'UUa.,l'a. There Is nothing so bravo as lovo. Bfeciiam's Tim. euro bilious anl nerv ous illness, lictcham's I llls sell wo!l be cause tticy cure. 1!j cents a box. Talent and genius hav many q-inrrcls. For Throat Ilsoan niwl Tough UBO llHOWN'H lUtONCHIAI. TllorilKS. LiUoftll rea'ljtfood things, they are lmltotod. 'I'ht genuine are noiU vnlj in buze-. Why Is necessity like somo lawyers? hi cause It knows no law. GOING IN THE SPRING. The cultivators of what tho New York Sun calls the stunted grain-fields of tho Kast will bear with mixed feel ings the reports of the yield that has been gathered from the farms of the Northwest. Far seeing men, a long time ago, predicted that which we now see happening in the cointry north west of Lake Superior. The yield this year nas been good in many places in the western part of the con tinent, but amongst the largest returns reported are some from Mani toba and the Saskatchewan. Over their own signatures a number of far mers have answered questions put to them by a circular from the looal Gov- ernment, giving precise details as to the acreage under crop, the quantity f seed used, and the amount of grain harvested. The replies f some show over 50 bushels per acre, but this Is erceptional. There are many over 40 and a great number have averaged 30 of wheat, with heavy yields of oats and barley. The truth appears to be, and the New York Sun explained tho reason, that the soil of Manitoba and the adjacent provinces is except ion ally r'eh and specially adapted for mixed farming by ieasm of t adaptability to wheat, and from the rich grasses that grow to luxuriantly throughout the country. And the authorities of these provinces have acted wisely in offering their land free to those who choose to settle on it; for the measures -they have udopted for assisting new comers, nnd in making no distinction, between Canadians isnd other people. The railways, too, by giving purchasers of land a free ticket westward, have shown an appreciation of the sit nit ion. The spring will see many availing themselves of the chance offered them. Me Want hams and If Address ot Every ASTHMATIC P.llar.-ildilams.U.O CURED TO STAY CURED. buffauo. h.y. WANTED The addreines of all auldlers WllU HUM f.SI FADED S let r4 1 C? C ' number of acres than ! uUliUICriO anl made limit proof oo HOMESTEADS. lhj:.'.n,fT!S. W E. MOSES. P. O. Im KfiJ. Denver. ColuraJu. n L-1 If you want a FKE IT FARM along the lino oi r.'i.y iu MANITOBA, ALT1ERTA or tho SAiiKAT CUKWAN, apply for particulars to L. A. HAMILTON Land Cnmmlulnnrr, WINNIPEG Tt Cores Coughs, Colds, 8or Throat, Croup, Whoop isf Congo, Bronchitis aid Aithma Aecrulntar to Consumption la tm rtt. mil a tar rtlf It adtarocd stages. rt . You, will sea the excellent effect after taking ths first dor. PoM Mmmnhi Large DotUes SO eta. and 11.00. Itcurcalnfluenia. WANT IT1 CURES RHEUMATISM, Pains in Chest, Side or Back Siiralzl, llftttdnrli. V.te. WE REFUND MONEY if 8 Cottlos does not euro you or I bottle does not give you benefit. mITi I I'r-r Uuttle, 25 eta. if 61oltltfl, II. YOUR DRUGGIST HAS IT. 310. 400 DOTTLES Sold In New Knzland tstatea In 1801. YE WARRANT IT! X??:m , , ' YOU JkIKG OF PAlfc