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If stmt by mall Uin immey muatac uompHiiy tbe -otter, Votfrpn fn riRwi; nolumna.lOmmta per Uneaaflb later' tlun, but uo charL'a mail ol leaa tliau 60 ceula. Notlnea of Doatba and Marrlou-ea Inaerted irratta. but extended ObitimiT Notice of Poetry will be charired at tbe rate of 5 ceiita per Hue. : VOL. XL. MONTPELIER, VT., WEDNESDAY, APRIL 11, 1883. NO- 15. 4fn tttt TH t! fill 4JvJv 1 1 ww 1 1 mxtm aONTPBLER. VT. WEDHESDAY, APRIL U, 1883. Sunday School Lesson Rotes. BI REV. J. O. SHERBUBN. April 23: 8aulProa:hinirCUrlst-Aotil:l-31. The indications are that the ordoal through which Saul of Tarsus passed at the time of his conversion was a very try ing ono even to the physical man. The first sentence of this lesson indicates that at the end of tLe three days of blindness and of fasting he was greatly enfeebled, and some time was required in which to regain his ordinary vigor, by the natural methods of reouperation. He remained with the disciples at Damascus, and when able commenced at once to preach Jesus in the Jewish synagogues of the city. Saul was of that make up that it was not to be thought of that he would remain quiet afterthe great change wrought In him, aB he had been one of the most violent perse cutors so, when converted, he becomes one of the most aggressive defenders of Christianity. We can well understand the consternation of the Jews at Damascus, when tbey find that he, whose coming as a persecutor was doubtless known before hand among them, has beoome the most powerful advocate of the new doctrine in all the city. He not only deolared that Jesu was the Son of UoJ. but argued it so convincingly that there was no honest escape from his conclusion?. With his exercise in this kind of work came an increaso of power, as there always does when men faithfully use there powers.until not a Jewish leader in the city was able to answer his arguments. It would be highly gratifying to us if we had some outline of the reasoning Saul used with such effect; for, whenever in his writings we find a chain of argument, every link is perfect, and tho conclusions follow irrisistably. Wo have not such an outline, but we can almost imagine its features, and can well appreciate tho foroeof the conclusions to which it led. As had been their practioe with the Mas ter and with Stephen, when the Jows found Saul's reason ng unanswerable they sought 10 rid themselves of the reasoner. Tbey could kill him as he had helped them to kill others, and thus, at least, cease to hour his conclusive arguments. This was after many days, and the time was some three years after his con version, as we must conolude from G il 1:17. Saul by some means became apprized of tho design of thu Jews, and also of the plan by which they sought to execute it. They watched the gates of tho city, doubtless intending if he passed oui to put some desporadoes on his track who would murder him outside tbe city . The disciples at Damascus were now anxious to save Saul, though at his coming they would have felt relief at his death 6ome of their houses doubtless were builded against the city wall and from one of these he was lot down on tho outside and thus escaped the craft of the Jews. At Jerusalem he attempted to join the company of the disciples, but though throe years had passed, they yet remembered well the fierceness of the persecutions under Saul's leading In former times, and were afraid of him. But B.irnabus, who had known more of him, and perhaps had heard him in Damascus, or the East, gave him a recommend to fellowship and told the disciples what a change had come over his life, and how he had become one of the boldest defenders of the now faith. Re ceived to the company of the believers in Jerusalem no idea of policy, or hope of personal safety could keep him from speaking in the name of Jesus. He used the same powerful arguments, that he had learned to use so well at Damascus, with the Grecian Jews at Jerusalem. They, unable to answer him, went about to slay him. Of this the disciples learned and to avoid a general outburst of persecution, they, probably in secret, escorted him to Cesarea, their sea port, and sent him away to his native city. After Saul had de parted there eame a period of rest from persecution to tho churohes of Palestine ; and this time seems to have been well employed in building up the kingdom of Christ in those parts. It might almost eeem to us that tho exemption whioh they enjoyed was purchased at too great a cost They were obliged to give up Saul, and forego the benefit which must have come from hs vain ible services, but the cause in general lost nothing even in this view, Saul was Busy for the Master somewhere, and striking hard blows for tbe truth wuuiuvo, uo t " ' '"' J church was extended over more territory T 1 . . . I . I. ' . 1. . than if Saul bad remained at Jerusalem, To have remained would probably have been to meet death, and God bad yet a great work for him to do; perhaps also the church in Palestine could best be built Dp at this period by a release from perse cution for a little. God knows the needs of bis church in every locality and in his all-embracing plan cares for her highest interests and works for her greates' enlargement. Some years ago a society was formed in London which called itself tbe "Titus Society " It took its name from Titus, tho Roman emperor, who counted a day lust in which he had not done an act for the good of others- The membersof this society bound themselves to act on this benevolent prin ciple. In tbis they did well; but iheir ob ligation lay back of their pledge.inasmucb as the voice of God in scripture and in tbe love he pours into every regenerate bean is constantly saying, "Do good! Do good!'' There is no need of looking far to find op portunity, since sorrow, suffering, igno ranee, poverty, and Bin are everywhere No one who walks the streets with his eyes open can fail to find some one to whom a kind word, a pleasant smile, a small gift a few words of instruction or of exhortation, or even a cordial grasp of the band, would be a benediction. To encourage such effort the God of love has ordained tbat the satis faction of doing good is greater than that of receiving a favor. In tbe laws of the kingdom of Christ, Is it not written that "il is more blessed to give than to re ceive ?" Exchange. Catching the ErEOF the Speaker. The order of morning business (says Boi Parley Poor, in writing in the April Cen lury of Congress and '-The copital a Washington"), is unintelligible to stran gers, and is merely tbe successive recog nition, by tbe the speaker, of those mem be i s who have obtained from blm a prom o that lliey can have the floor. In keep.n these prom ses, the speaker often pays m heed to mil jbers in the front seats who are endeava ring to attract attention bv cries of "Mit iter speaker!" in every note il ihe gamut, a ccompanied by frantic gestio ulations, an d recognizes some person beyond them. . "I huve been a member 01 tbis bouse ttii ee successive sessions," said an indignant Tennesseeun who bad vain ly tried to ob.ain the floor, "and during that time I bs ve caught tho measles, tin whooping coin ;h, the influenza, but I have never been at le to catch tbe speaker's eye." Tub Horse.--A valuable horse is the one which will do his work in all kinds of weather, will permit the obildren to fondle him and vill not attempt to kick or run, no matter what may happen when your wife pulls tbfl lines over bim. Such a borse is not to be measured by tbe gold standard. lie is a daily comfort, a per manent joy, nnd a better investment than a life insurance policy. A few days ago we heard a gentleman grow eloquent over a horse which he formerly owned. Tom was a bob tailed bay, not pretly to look at, but strongly muscled, elastio in motion and witf.i a grandly expressive head rising from hin shoulders, lie could strike a gait on the road which would cause the owners of well groomed steeds to open tbeir eyes, and bis wind failed him not when tho race was long drawn out. Through rain and sunshine he made the rounds of tbo city day after day, harnessed to a heavy top wagon, waiting patiently for his master to make business calls here and there. No hitching rein was required for him. Throw the li nes ovor the dash board and tell bim to stttnil, and you were sure to find him after an absence of hours where you had left bim. This is a class of horses that our farmers should strive to raise and ihey can do it if they will only five the subject their ljorsonal attention, aken in time and properly handled by good sense and judgment, there will be no serious difficulty in educating the sen sible horse to such management. Ages ov People Who Marry. Ac cording to the figures compiled by the clerks in the bureau of vital statistics in 204 out of the total number of 11,086 marriages in 1882, the bridegrooms were under twenty years of age. Tbe numbor of brides under that age was 2651. The bridegrooms between 20 and 25 years of age numbered 3922, the brides 1GC2 There was 3382 men married who were between 25 and 30 years old, and 2121 women between tbe same ages. Tbo bridegrooms between 30 and 35 years of age were 1635 in number, and the brides 747. But 880 men and 435 women were married who were botween 35 and 40 veart of afe'e. Tbe old bachelors who became benedicts between 40 and 45 ye us of ago numbered 477, and the women who when married confessed to the same age were 205 in number. Thire wera 276 men nnd 109 women married between the ages o 45 and 50, nnd 150 men and 58 women between 50 and 55. Seventy men and 20 women were married who wero over 55 nnd under 60. The undo jrooms over CO and under 65 num bered 43, and the brides 8. The bridegr. oms ovor 65 and under 70 numbered 10, and tho brides 2. Fourteen men married between tbe ages of 70 and 80, but, no bride acknowledged herself over ilirce score vears and ton. One bride groom was batween 80 and 90 vears of ige. Forty-five men and 68 women refused or tailed to stale tneir ages, me record does not indleate which of the contracting parties in tho above list wore married for the second time. 'A Wrigglino Spiral Evolutionary Ascent." The Rev. Dr. Augustus F. Board, who takes charge of tho Paris Chanel, preached asermon last Thanksgiv ing In the f irst Congregational etiurcti oi JNorwaiK, (jonn., w tie re ne was rjorn. The sermon has been published by request of some who heard it, and well sustains Dr. Beard s reputation as a preucber. lis title is "Ihe Days of Oid and Our Own." In considering the days of old, he says: "There are two theories for tbe beginning of human life. One, that somebow poient dust wriggled itself up throjgh endless transformations into a man, and then went through a like patient process for the mother of humanity ; so that, as it were by chance, in a beastly kind of way, the parentage of mankind began. Speech, it was said, was the evolution of the urisyll abled muttering ot an animal, that, by a happy intelligence in a moment of su preme expression, became a word, and thus grew language. Through gorillabood eame manboooH This theory assumes that man springs from a type of existence below tbe human, and rises by dint ot self-education in the long centuries. Hu man bistorv began in sheer barbarism. and is working up by positive science to the ultimate good. The assertion makes fur a progressive going on of human good by tbe force of natural law; there has been no fall of man, but, on the other hand, a sort of spiral evolutionary scent. The other theory is tbat of the Psalmist and the Apostles whose words are before us. This claims to be more than theory, to be history. I accept the plain teaching that God made man in bis own image, and that we can go no further in past history than to a created perfect man, and a created perfect woman." N. . Observer. Xhe Hypocrite. No man was born a hypocrite. If be were born with tbis faculty to dissemble he would not be (a hypocrite. It would be his nature, and a uypucuiu is one wuu lives wum uo is not. uis religion is a iraua; nis business is a deception ; be makes love to a woman for selfish purposes, and solemnly promises to love her, comfort ber, honor and keep her, in siokness and in health, when, at the same time, he simply means to use bet as a stepping stone for his social or busi ness advancement. Look about you and see how many such there are. Tbe world is full of them. Tbe man who begins by wronging his ite, if he is a consumate hypocrite. alwavs enlarges his field and practices his deception upon the world. After all bis tine vows to the woman woo gave up all else for bim, and clung to him with arms of faith, he neglects her lor "the boys." For the balm of her breath be gives ber the fumes of whiskey, and to sum up a long and bitter story, she sinks quickly into the grave with a broken heart. The pitiless clods that fall upon her coffin lid are no colder than his heart bad been for ber. Now that bis wife has lain down to tbat di careless slumber, your nice man begins to reform. He is seen at church and wenrs a pious air. He takes a great Inter est in the cause of religion, and, being a business man, sees "money in it." He goes to church with great regularity, and every day's experience teaches him tbat religion is a good thing. He gives a nickel to the poor, announces in the paper that be gave a dollar, and thus lendetb to the Lord. lie is opposed to tippling, makes an occasional speech against tbe accursed cup, and, going home, mixes a three-ply toddy for bis larnyx strained in the cause of temperanoe. A KuKhluu Sewlns Woman. What was I to doP Never was a woman placed in such a pitiable condition. I bad b'.en brought to Russia by a New Eugland sewing machine company to run tbeir machines at an- agency of theirs in -itreet in St. Petersburg, where a band some shop had been rented. One blustery cold day toward the close of October I 'ound tiie shop door closed, nnd learned to my dismay that our agent bad disappeared ind the machines bad all been seized for rents and debts. What was to bo doneP All tbe money I bad in the world was about equivalent to $12. Wliat was due me I had left in our agent's bands, and 1 felt sure it was lost. I thought of everything iu the twenty five minutes whioh had elapsed bo ween my heart breaking when I found the shop door closed and my rapid walk to my lodgings. Fortunately my room bad been hired for tbe month, and had been paid for in advance. I had at least a roof over my head for a few weeks. An idea sud denly struck me. I had been making an evening dress on tbe machine for a Rus sian lady who spoke English. She had some idea of bnying a machine. In order to expedite the work I had taken to my r om ihe body of her dress, and, having a machine there, had sewed on it of nights. That maahine I would oertainly keep; it would go very little toward the payment of the debt the agent owed me. I hurried home. Perhaps there was a letter with some money in. There was nothing. I must find the lady but how ! She had left no address. She had hardly spoken to me. I thought I heard her say she would come again, and I believed she had fixed on tbis very day. There was bnt one chance in a thousand. I must stand in the street and wait nntil she appeared. I hastened back and took up my position near the shop. I scanned every woman passing by. It was bitterly cold and raw, and tbe winds chilled me. 1 was fiint with anxiety. Had I only known more of the language I would have nsked the policeman to take mo to tbo American consul, to tbe minister. I was in despair. Suddenly a carriage drove up, a footman opened tbe door, and a lady elegantly dressed alighted. I tore across tbe street; it was the Russian lady. With my heart in my mouth, I told her my pitiful story and begged ber to help me. If she wanted a servant, would she only try me? I bad a sewing machine and would make her dresses for nothing if I could only slay with her until I could write to my people at borne; they would send me money, and I could get back to the United Stales. She looked steadfastly at me, then open ed ber porte-monnaie. No, no, I said, I want no money. I cinnot beg. I am not yet so poor as to 8k alms. But do you not remember me? The store is closed. The man who kept it has run away. I showed you the way the machine was worked. Then she scanned me quickly; next cross-questioned me sharply. Where do you live? she inquired abruptly. I told her. Get into thu car riage, she said. I did so. When we were off tbe main street she slopped tbe carriage, got out with me, and we walked to my lodging. I opened the oor. On the table was her basque. It did not seem to inter est her. S 10 picked it up, however, glanced at it a moment, then threw it down. She examined the sewing machine. How long would it take me to become proficient in working this? She inquired as she sat down before the machine and tried the pedals. Is it fatigueing? No, Madam. Oh, would you buy it? How long did you say it would take me to beoome proficient? Two weeks perhaps less. Would it disfigure my hands? She took off her gloves, showed her well-cared for hands, her fingers glittering with rings. Your beautiful hands would hardly be spoiled. Well, then, give me a lesson at once at once. I will pay jou for your trouble. I expressed my gratitude with almost tears in my eyes. I have no material here but anything will do, I said, as I opened my truuk and took out an apron. I will run a tuck across tho bottom it will do no barm. Nonsense. Take tbe waist and begin on tbat But it is quite finished, and my extra stitching would spoil this delicalo cream colored silk. Give it to me, 6aid tbe lady, taking up the scissors und deliberately culling the waist up the back. Now sew me up this, she cried. I took it and as carefully as I could ran the machine, sewing up an ugly gash, but of course, the waiat was spoiled. Now I will try, and she sat down and under my instruction worked for an hour. She was wonderfully clover with her fingers, and seemed to seize tbe peculiarities of the machine at once. At this rate of progress, Madam, you would become quite a good workman in ten days, 1 said approvingly. She made no reply, but worked away for another half hour, crossing and re crossing tbe body with stitchej. It Is not so tiresome after all, she said. To-morrow I will call and you will then take the machine to pieces and show me how it must bo put together again. You will oblige me very articulai ly by not going out to-day. 1 have to thank you for your patience. Keep my visit silent. I hope you have learned that in Russia it is better to keep a quiet tongue. Do not return to the shop. Pray lake this for my first lesson, and she placed on the maohino table a piece of gold. I am very much overpaid, I said. Where are you from? English or Am erican? American, from New Hampshire. New Hampshire! Where is that? One of tbe New England states. I never heard of it. You are a good republican, l suppose.' I hope so. Well, adieu. I felt very much inclined to kiss her. She looked cold and haughty, but my heart was so full of thankfulness tbat, overcoming somewhat the awe I felt, I ventured to take ber band in mine and put it to my lips. She did not withdraw it. Poor child, she said. Next morning early there was a low knock at my door. I opened it, and a woman plainly dressed entered. She did not say a word. She placed a bundle she held in ber band in a chair, and at once went to the machine, took up the bodice, and commenced sewing. You will kindly forget the lady of ves terday, and know me as Elise simply, or rather, as Elise is French, we will Bay Eliza. I want to learn your trade. It is a whim of mine. Do you think that in a month I could earn my bread this way P I offer you a partnership. I can find tbe funds. The contents of the shop will probably be sold out, and you will be able to buy one oi tne machines tor me. .Now, will you take tbis one a partP I bad not a word to say. I brought a wrencn, a screw driver, an on can, and unloosened the working parts of tbe machine, one took tbe oil can and bent over the machine, studying it. I noticed that sbe toucbed witn tier white nngers all ihe grimy parts, until her bands were soiled. It is by no means as complicated as a revolver, she said. I made no comments as I put the work ing parts together. She was very silent, working incessantly on some coarse ma terial sbe bad brought with her. I sat near her teaching ber what ts do. Sbe worked on until it was past noon. Is it not time to eat somethingP It Is , I replied; would Madam partake of my simple meal? Madam 1 I am J'.l'Zi and your nauin is Mary. Mary, I shall be very Kind lo share your food with you if you will lit me. ii you nave not enougu lor two, l will go out nnd buv what is wanted. What shall it beP I dare say I can shop butter man you. win yi u lend mo your shawl, your furs and your overshoes? Before I could say a word she had tin tu all on. Then she laugliod for the first lime nnd curtsied to me. Sister Mary, Sistor Marv, she cried in great glee, our co-partnership begins from to-day. I am lo be capital and you brains. Little sister, good by i shall not begone more than a quarlcr of an hour. 1 was so astonished as to he speechless. In a trice she was buck loaded down with packages. I have a samovar, but it was to heavy for me lo carry. The man I bought it of will bring it here at oico. It is a second hand, but as good as new. 1 see you have a tea-pot. Come, let us enl. I can arrange everything. I nm lo wait on you. luen up came the man with Ibe cupper urn and charcoal, and she made the lire and prepared the meal. We don't drink out of cups when we belong to the people, and we are ol the people, but swallow it in tumblers. Before I conclude my first day's lesson, Sister Mary, let me ask you something. Did you ever read Arabian Nights? It is quite well known in the United Slates. All children read it and Robinson Crusoe, The stcry I wish you to think about is Sindbad, tho sailor, and the old man ape bo could not get rid of. You are the sailor, Sister Mary, and I am the ugly old man ape, and she ruade so comical a grimace that I could not help smiling. 1 assure you that this is my character, and you will never gel rid of me until you break my head. Sister Marv, will you share your supper with me, your bed with me to night, jour breakfast with me to morrow; not for that day, but for ihe next day, and the day alter that? She said this very quietly, as she took my hand in hers. 1 was at a loss now to reply. Wo are lo work together for our livingonly, Sister Mary, n.ako me profi cient. I will be so diligent. But, madam No-Sister Eliza. Sister Eliza, bow is it possible that n lady of means, whose acquaintance I made but yesterday, who awed mo with her grand manners, her carriage, should wish to become a sewing woman? Ask no questions. this, however, 1 promise you. The story of the old man ape is partially true, hut there is a limit to your endurance. In a month from now, I swear to you, your passage home shall be paid, and, besides tliat, there will be given you a handsome sum lor you to start life" with in your own country, only, for God's sake, remomber ibat just us you threw yourself on my mercy I throw myself on yours. 1 believo you have a character und courage. No barm will come o you. I want a refuge, and have found it. In a day I learned to love that woman. All ihe haughtv, proud manner was gone. She waited on mo. She was the first up in the morning. She was always busy. Tbe porter of the house evidently mistook her for one of the two girls who had been in the employ of tho sewing machine company, for one or the other of them had often been in my room. More than once I ventured to ask fur an explanation, but Eliza would place her bund on my mouth so that my speech was interrupted. It distressed me to see how hard she worked, for I felt sure tbat this new life was hurting her. I could sec tbat from tbe pallor. If anything more than another made mo feel sorry it was lor her beantiful hands. Sbe seemed to take infinite pains in spoiling them. They are fillby horrible, she would say, and still 1 think I care for them more than I should if 1 only could get thick, red, rough skin on them. Work came to us in a mysterious way left down stairs with tho porter. By and by a fashionable dressmaker, who made dresses lor tbe court ladies, sent lor me nnd gave me work. As what we had to do was well sewed, and we were always prompt, in loss than three weeks we woie doing a good business. My companion, save for the daily purchases made in the immediate neighborhood for food, never went out. No one called on her: she never received a letter. A few days over tho month bad passed, when one morning as I was running up a seam in a piece of cloth my needle struck something. It was a pieee ol paper. It is lor me, oister Mary, sail Jilizi She took tbe bit of paper, hold it to the stove, appeared to read something, and then opened the stove door and burned it. I did not question her. She worked on cheerfully all day, chatting on indifferent subjects. That night when we were in bed, taking me in her arms, she said : Poor Mary, your troubles, your anxie ties, are now over. To-morrow early apply for your passport. It will cost you to go from here to Liverpool, say, 10, and the passage from Liverpool to ihe United states as muebmore; tbat makes 80, and you will have something to spare. 1 wish it could have been more, but you will have altogether 300, which, after deducting your traveling expenses, will leave you some money to begin your life with again. From me who have learned to love a singularly honest and simple minded woman you have this ring, and she Blipped on my finger a ring, but don t wear it, the diamond might betray me. So far, Mary, vou have run no risk, but next week you might be ruined forever, Tor you have narbored I was speechless with terror. Only a woman, sbe continued, whose own life or tho life of any one else stood in her way she would care no more of taking than would the cook who wrings a chicken's neck. Do not be shocked, Mary, I shall sleep as sweotly to-nigbt as if death did not threaten me. My story as far as relates to you, is soon told. It became necessary for me a month ago to disappear. The simplest chance in the world threw you in my way. Had you been of any other nationality than an Americnn, I would never have trusted you. You might go out now, Mary, and sell me Judas-like for a sum of money which would make you rich for life. I clung convulsively to her and bade ber be quiet. Through my veins, child, there runs the best blood in Russia; but every drop of it I will shed for the oauso. Thank your God for your lowly estate. You must go away to-morrow, and now goodnight. I begged her to come to the United States with me. She said : No, my place is here. I should be useless there. Then she complaino i ol lassltnde and presently went to sleop. I looked at her, ber faoe pillowed on hot arm, broatbing as calmly as an infant, nnd thought her the loveliest woman I bad ever seen. Next morning, out of a package ol some rough material she produoed, as if by magic, a roll ot notes, which, without oounting, she banded to me. Later in the day there ought to arrive somo furs for me, for poor Mary must not cot cold. Now, away with you. Her old manner had returned. Get your passport. Go by Bremen to England or the ice will delay von. Do not wait. Slill I was irresolute. I could not bear to leave her. I sobbed at if my heart would break. Then the knelt to me and Implored mo to go. At last I consented. My passport was given In me at the police headquarters without n word. I returned to our room. As I stood at the landing the cheerful clatter of the machine was heard. Eliza was bending over her work, singing somo plaintive air. Is it all right? she asked, very quietly. Sec, your furs have como. They are very beautiful, and so warm. I have permission to leave. Thank Goil! See my work. I think I could now do without yon. You do not love me, Eliza, I cried. Not love you my sister! I loved my husband he was shot. I loved my only child; in the agony of my grief because bU father was killed from my breast he sucked poison and died. After them 1 love you best. Then for the first time sbe hurst into a paroxysm nf tears. It is because I lovo you lhat I might bo your death. As she wrung my band she felt the ring on my finger. Off wilu it. You wore your mittens at the police office! If Ihey had men it! Quick, let mo hide it. She took off my shoe, and hid tho ring in my stocking. "Should you ever marry, sell the ring, or Ibe stone in it, and you will not bo portionless. Now, off with you. I have made a bundle for you, The rest of your things you will give ma. Here is a photograph of yours you will let mu keep itP I have been happier here with you than for years. She look mo by H e hand, gave me one long kiss closd the door on me, and I never asw her more. My trip homo was withoui an incident. My ilenr nioihor comforted me. Still, there wns some vague feeling of dread. My mind wandered, ad I could do, toward my room companion. Picking up a newspaper when at home, some two weeks after my arrival, I read in tbe toleprapbie dispatches: St. Petiksuuro, Dec. 23. An arrest of great importance has been made. One of ihe chief actors in tbe Nihilistic plots, a Russian princesse, was taken, but only after she had killed one of tho police. Disguised us a sewing machine woman she had hitherto baffled the police. He Learned The Railroad Business. A fresh countryman came to Atlanta a short lime since, lo get a situation on somo of tho many railroads centering here. He gained admittance soon afier his arriv al, nnd commenced tbe following conver sa ion with a railroad official: "I waut to get some work on the rail road." "What can you do?" asked the railroad official. "Ob, most anything." "Cao you run a locomotive?" "A loco.whiit?" usked the inquistive countryman. "An engine, I mean." "Well 1 can't say as I can; but I have rid on 'em, and I could mighty soon know how." "We huva no time to learn you. Prob ably you cm lay track. Have you ever tried that?" "I can't say that I have." Tho raiiroad man studied a while, and remarked: "I don't think you know much about railroad business, but if you want a placejust for the name of it, I'll give you a place as a car couplar. You can report to Mr. C , and he will tell you what to do. It will pay you ten dol lars a week when you learn to do the work." Tue coutryman was delighted; the pay was as large as he had expected.and he was hurried off to hunt up the man he was to report to. About three days after this conversation tb countryman came back to the railroad official. His right band was itr a llug, his left band was black and blue, and ought to have been wrapped up He was dragging bis left leg behind him as he walked, and a piece of his left ear was gone, nnd the left side of his face was a solid scratch. Altogether he looked as though he bad been through a thrashing machine. Ho inquired mournfully if he could get a pa6s ticket to Lincolnion. "You'r net going to quit?'' asked the railroad man. No I ain't going to quit, 'cause I've done quit. I want to go homo. If I stay here a week I won't be able to get home. I'm ngwinol" Atlanta Constitution. How Some Famous Mines were Dis covered In 1868, says a San Francisco paper, a Shoshone Indian, in consideration of a square meal and a bottle of whiskey, guided John Turner, Applegarth and others to the summit of treasure bill, in the while pine district, and there unfolded to iheir gaze the riches of the Eberhardt mine. Some of this ore was so rich that a nail could be driven into it as inlo a bar of lead. From a chamber in this mine big enough to turn a stagu ooach and horses around in over $5,000,000 Was extracted. The Indian has been an impor tant factor in mine discoveries, both in South America and on our own continent. The great wealth of Tabor, lbs millionaire miner of Colorado, arose from $175 worth of "grub furnished by him to some Lead ville miners. These men discovered the celebrated Little Pittsburgh, Chrysolite, and other mines, and brought, into prom inence a camp which has added nearly $10 000,000 to the world's wealth since 1879. In 1879 George D. Robinson was a storekeeper in Leadville, with a stock of goods valued at about $5000. One day be "grub-staked" a minor with $60 worth of provisions. The prospeotor sallied forth and soon after .yard discovered the cele brated Robison mine of the Ten Mile dis trict near Leadville, and Robinson realized $1,000,000 by his trifling investment of the sum of $60. In 1879 southeastern Arizona was given over to the rod and ruthless Apache, and was supposed to be deficient in mineral wealth. But a daring miner, Edward Scuieff.lin, penetrated the region and brought out ihe news of good ore and plenty of it. His sole capital was $150, but to-day he Is a millionaire. His spirit is, however, unsubdued, and, sighing like Alexander for other worlds to conquer, he has sailed to the Arctic, and has there dis covered rich diggings on the bead of the Yukon river. Alaska will receive a thorough exploration this summer. As soon as the oountry is released from the icy embrace of 'winter, the adventurous miners nnd prospectors will strike a bee lino for tbe new couutry. Rock of almost fabulous wealth is exhibited in this city, coming from Alaska, and stories are told of lodges 100 feet wide full of free gold. Who knows but Humboldt's prophecy, that in tae norlh the ereat matrix of gold is to be foud, may bo verified this year? Certain ii is tbat the mines ot bibena have yielded an average of $22,000,000 a year lor me lasi seventy years, anu iiieir pro duct is greater now than ever. In some excavations on the site of the Norman Castle at Bungay, England, the other day, the workmen came to a slab of stone which was fonnd to weigh over half a ton. This, on removal disclosed a spiral stone staircase. At its foot was a vault, 48 feet long by 30 wide, suported on two rows of Norman columns. Judging from tho remains of chain aud fragments of bones nt one end of the vault, it is presum cd it was used as the dungeon of the castle in which it is recorded tbat Sir Hugh Big got prnoliced great cruelties in the reign of King Stephen. In the remainder of the vault wero portions of armor, fine battle axes in wonderful preservation, and a orock or carlbernware vessel containing a large quantity of silver coins, tbo value ofwbicbitis impossible to judge, their weight alone being over 13 pounds. Tbere are some bappy momaota in tbla lone Aud desolate world of oura.tltat well repay The toll of strug-g Hum- throutrti It, and atone For many a long, lad night, and weary day. They come upon tbe mind like eome wild air Of dlitant music, when we know not where Or whence the sounds are brought from, and their power, Though brief, is boundless. tlalUek. Light cares speak ; great ones are dumb. ikneea. The foundation of all happiness, tempo ral and spiritual, is faith in the goodness, the righteousness, and tbe love of God. F. W. Robertson. Horace Bushnell, in speaking of a gen eration of Christian men in this country of a former generation, said, "They went by their consciences as their clock did by ihe tun." I never came to know the condition of such as seemed exceptionally afflicted bul I seemed to see reason for iheir affliction, either in exceptional faultiness of charac ter, or in tbe greatness of the good it was doing them. George Macdonald. True greatness shows it.-clf in Ignoring or quickly forgetting personal injuries, when meaner natures would be kopt in unrest by them. The less of a man one is, ibe more he makes of an injury or an insult. 'J ho more of a man ho is. the less he is disturbed by what others say or do against him without cause. He who diffuses the most happiness and mitigates tho most distress within his own circle is undoubtedly the best friend to his country and Ihe world, since nothing more is necessary than for all men to imitate his conduct, to make the greatest part of the misery of tbe world cease in a moment. Robert Hall. On the whole, I would bid you stand up to your work, whatever it may be, and not be afraid of it not in sorrow or contra diction to yield but pushing on toward the goal. And don't suppose lhat people are hostile to you in the world. You will rarely find anybody designedly doing you ill. You may feel often as if the whole world is obstructing you, more or less; but you will find that to be because the world is traveling in a different way from you, and rushing on its own path. Tliom as Carlyle. You are disappointed. Do remember, if you lose heart about your work, that none of it Is lost ; that the giod of every gcod deed remains, and breeds, and works on forever; and that all that fails and is lost is the outside shell of the thing; which perhaps might have been better done, but, better or worso, has nothing to do with the real spiritual good which you have done to men's hearts, for which God will surely repay you in his own way and time. Clmrles Kinqsley. Church Drift Wood. There are church members who are spoken of in clerical parlance as "drift wood," because they do nothing but drift with the current. Many of tbem are washed from the sterile banks of worldliness into ihe church hxr tbe tidal waves of revivals, and so long as the flood lasts they do very well and give promise of usefulness; but when the flood subsides there is a corresponding subsid ence oi tneir enthusiasm. Out with these negative souls! Give us positive characters in the church : members with tbe snan and courage to breast the current, and to strike bravely out in every good work, and for the truth. Above all, deliver tbe church and her ministers from old water soaked logs, who lie stranded on the beach, immovable, except when tbe waters of the sanctuary rise to the revival freshet mark. Inlelligtncer. The man who would rob widvars and orphans of their little all tb&ir only com forts is a knave, so pronounced by the voice of mankind. The man who would lake away from bis sick and distressed or dying neighbor, bis only relief from pain, his harmless quiescent, or who would, even for an honest debt, take from him in his djing hour bis only blanket, would be brairded as a heartless wretcb. Just this tho atheist attempts to do. If a belief and irust in God is a delusion, and the atheist's doctrine be true, tbe delusion is an inno oent one, which makes tbe victim an hon est man while be lives. It barms nobody, not even tbe deceived person himself, and thousands of widows and orphans, sick and dying, have testified to the comfort it has brought them. What less than a knave, theu, is the active at.ieist, who would rob the widow, tbe orphan, the sick. tbe bereaved, the dying of this innocent comfort ! Christianity deserves that supreme respect and devolion which men give to a power which wholly overmasters and dominates them, or it is a failure and an imposition. If it is not everything, it is nothing. Talk not of its salutary influence on minds of a certain order, or of its tendency to foster certain amiable virtues, or of its wholesome social restraints. If it cannot compel your respect it will not accept your patronage. If it does not meet the needs of all minds, and all minds equally; if it does not foster every virtue equally and to the utmost; if it does not ennobie and empower society as well as restrain It, Christianity has not the power it claims. Jesus of Nazareth stands for power, as well as for meekness and love. It is a total and fatal misconception of bim which keeps this quality in the background. Tbe very gentleness with which he exercised his power is an evidence of its might. Nol as the warrior with battles and eon fused noise and garments rolled in blood does he assort bis sway over men and society, but as light and gravitation pervade nnd subdue nil things tbrongbout the universe. It was a mark of Jewish stupidity and narrowness to demand power in the Messiah and not be able to see it. No less is it a mark of Gentile stupidity in our times to mako the same mistake. His power was not like that of the Crcsars. Napoleons and Bismarcks, artificially built up, dependent on tbe uncertainties ot a nostot capricious wills, and in the last resort on physical force which he disdained; it was centered in himself and went forth from himself as virtue went forth to heal the sick. Not only was there power in his word, com manding wind ana sea, diseases and devils and even death itself; not only in his frown, by one look sending men backward till they fell to the ground; not only in bis denunciation visited so heavily on the imperious Pharisees that they ran the risk of being stoned by tbe people, there was power above all in his gentleness. In his love, his blessing. Such love as hit can come only from a nature divinely strong True religion is not a mere sentiment, a mood of the fancy, a leaping up of the heart when one beholds a rainbow In the sky, a pensive feeling when one bean tbe winds sigh or sees the leaves fall, tbe religion of the swallow and the lamb. It is a deep conviction of bl whole soul, to which all bis faculties bring their share, and in whioh tbey all harmoniously and joyfully consent. Few of us know the power there is in a conviction, because few of us huve convictions of our own. One can begin the Christian life and go a Utile way in it bv following tbe convio tions of others, of mother, of father, of pastor, of catechism, of church; but be cannot go far, be cannot be a man of power until he reachcB convictions of bis own. Tbey may coincido with tbe convictions of millions who have gone before him ; they must do so in the main ; but tbey arejbisown, the resultof processes that have gone on in his own being, the conclusions to which every element in bis nature holds itself pledged. The Chi istlfin has also the power thai comes from faith. He has faitb in hh convictions and is willing to stake all or, their truth. But be has also faitb in his faith. He believes In God ; be believes in Jesus Christ; he believes thiit God through Chiist has wrought great things and put great possibilities within his reaeb and he believes in his bolief. Ho trust it. Tbe Christian has, furthermore, the power lhat comes from love. The man who is full of the love ot God is a bold, strong, valiant man. As in a lower sphere, tho love of wife and children, of home and country, enlarges a man's nature and gives him worth and potency in the state, so in the highest sphere the love of God as manifested in Christ and the love of all those for whom Christ died imparts to the true Christian character, breadth, magna nimity, energy. And il is the special and distinguishing feature of Christianity lhat it elevates, dignifies aud emphasizes beyond all other qualities this oie quality of love. We arc to-day, to some extent, in tho same condition as Paul was. Inas much as there are insinuations to the contrary, we too assert with some warmth. God has not given us the spirit of fear bul of power. President Buckham. Readiness. Hardly any failure of sue cess in life is more important than readi ness. There is all the difference in the world between tbe ready and the unready man. One person may be able to do belter than another if he can only get the time for preparation, hut be is at a vast disadvantage as compared with him who has such command over bis powers and resources as to use them promptly, on the instant and without notice, when the occasion comes. His talent or bis erudi tion may not be so great, but it is more effective practically because it is once avail able. Many really able and learned men are at a loss when suddenly called upon either lo speak or act; sballow and supei licial men easily undo them in affairs because they are masters of whatever abilities or acquisitions they happen to onsess. The primary object of all intellectual training should be f icilily and promptitude in tbe exercise of tho menial faculties. A discipline wblch insures thi is the most valuable element of culture. Tbere are supreme moments in every man s career when quick nnd wise decision is ot incal culable value to bim, worth more than the patient and faithful toil of years. Shakespeare tells us of tide which taken at the flood leads on to fortune. Tbe dom inant force of the civilizition of to-day is the genius of hurry. This is true spirit of the age. ueaseiess movement is an aoout us. Tbe times are earnest, eager and impetuous, and be who hesitates, if not thereby lost, is certain to be leu behind, The Man Who Shot Ellsworth. I asked a man from Alexandria that curi ous old town, once a part of the District of Columbia, but now sleeping on the Potomac five miles away from the district line whether his town contained any old people. "Thousands," he said quickly. "Who was the oldest?" 'Jackson, the fellow who shot young Ellsworth, the zouav. Knew him well. Very eccentric fellow. Cut down tbe first federal Mi" unfurled in Virginia during tbe wartimes. It was some months before hostilities broke out, and down at Occoquan, just below Alexandria, among some abolition ists, who bad lived on Occoquan creek for many years, and maintained their princi ples right in tbe midst of a hostile com munity. I respected them for it. because I believed them to be sincere. But tbey were always a thorn in the side of the men around 'hem. When war was im minent these men bold a meeting and planted a pole with tbe Union flag nt the top as an evidence of their attatebment to the federal government. When Jaskson heard this be swore like a Keller lor nve minutes, and then he got a crowd of loaf ers together and went, down to Occoquan. tie out tne leaerai poio uown wnu ms own hands, and announced grimly that be would split the pole of any man who put it in place again, men ne marunea nis men back to Alexandria, and they drank all night in honor of their achievement Oh, 1 remember mm very wen mm and his pickled ears." "What bis own ears?" "No, his ennmy's. He cut them off with a sharp knife and put them in pickle. I remember them standing in the front window of his hotel in an old- fashioned thick glass bottle, Oh, he was a terror, was Jackson, and it did not sur prise me when he shot Ellsworth. But it pined me and everybody else in Alexan dria except a few hot heads." Tnit Light. Tbe sun is the sourse of nlllifflandliBrht.it caused everything to see and to exist which is in this world. Even the oil which we burn hag been called "fossil sunshine." because it is formed from the vegetation wnicn drew its life from the sun ages ago, and has preserved It for us. The sun is the source of light and of life. Jesus Christ was call ed the light of the world, and It is further said that tbe light was tho life of man. One of the errors of unbelief is lhat it holds that the moral character ot man does not necessarily depend upon this light for iU life, but holds that he may be a strictly moral man from his own conscience; for getting that he may be thus unconsoionsly using the light and beat of tbat snn of life, stored up in his mind and conscience, while forgetting and denying its origin. There are dead virtues as much as there are dead works, and there are consciences whose action is simply tne unexpended mnmnntnm of influences long since with drawn. There are many coin of good work current among men. though tne tnraracrintion is so effaced tbat their origin is forgotten. In passing through tbe oonntry you may nave noiicea me light which grows in dead wood ; It is like other light, but it has no warmth, no life in it; and just as there is a light in this dead wood so is there a light of death as well as a light of life in our moral natures, which man sometimes flaunts in the face of God as the troe light. The electric light, bright as it is, throws a shadow in the sunlight; and so must all human knowledge, however high, throw a shadow before him who is tbe truth and life. We can draw from the Bible alone all the virtues of life, they are all oonceal- ed in its words, and in them manifests itself in all the forms ol truth, Holiness and godliness, and has been filling them for ages, from patriarch, prophet and apostle, and lying in them, like the sun's light and beat In tbe ooal, waiting to be used to give light and warmth to those who seek it. tLfmpttanrx The Child's Cry. "An infaut orrinr In tbe nitrtit, An intaut crying for tn& llKUt, Aud with no lauiruaxe but a cry." The world is tilled with such voices. From the drunkard's hovel und tbe pau pers garret they come, ibe wail of tbe sick child, the moan of the hungry child, tbe piteous sob of tbe hungry child, the world has not been so greatly renovated as yet tbat these have been silenced. Are we ever indifferent to tbem? Not perhaps directly. Few such hard hearts and such heavy ears a-, 10 pass by on the other Bide when snch subjects of pity meet them. But every greal philanthropy is an appeal for the children. The missionary cause is a plea for the Hindoo child about to be cast into the Ganges, nnd for the Chinese female infant about to ' e strangled beoause of no nse to its parents. The tem perance cause is a plea for tbe wretched, half-starved child of tbo drunkard. The cnuso of God is always the oiuse of tbe children, to save whom Chr st'sarms were so tenderly stretched out. If we are ever inclined to be indifferent to these appeals, because in the hapyand comfortable faces of our own children we see nothing to remind us of the misery of tbe world, let us beware. All children are ours to pity and to save, if we are Christ's. In Btooping down to rescue another's wo may be rescuing our own. Tbis is tho great law of Christ's gospel : "Inasmuch as ye did it unto these ye did it unto me;" and in doing il unto him we do it unto our own household. Let the following narrative, told by a plain man, declare its own moral : "My name is Anthony Hunt. I am a drover, and I live miles and miles away upon the western prairie. There wns'nt a home wilhinsigbt when we moved there, my wife and I ; and now we haven, t m tny neighbors, though those we have are good ones. "One day, about ten years ngo, I went away from home to sell some fifty head of cattle, fine creatures as ever I saw. I was to buy groceries and dry goods before I came back, and, above all, a doll for our youngest Dolly. She had never had a store doll of ber own, only the rag babies her mother bad made her. Dolly could talk of nothing, and went down to the very gate to call after me to ' buy a big one." Nobody but a parent can understand how my mind was on that toy, nod how when the cattle were sold, the first thing I hur ried off lo buy was Dolly's doll. 1 found a large one with eyes that would open and shut when you pulled a wire, and bad it wrapped up in paper, and tucked it np under my arm, while I had the parcels of calico and delaine and tea and sugar put up. "It might have been more prudent to stay until morning; but 1 felt anxious to get b:tek, and eager to hear Dolly's prattle about ber doll. I mounted on a steady going old horse of mine, nnd pretty well loaded. Night set in before I was a mile from town, and settled down dark as pitch while I was in the middle of Ibe wildest bit of road I know of. I could bavo felt my way through, I remembered it so well; although, when the storm that had been brewing broke, and pelted the ruin in torrents, I was almost live miles, or may be six from home. I rode ou as fust as I could. "But, all of a sudden, I heard a little cry, like a child's voice. I stopped short, and listened. I heard it again. I called and it answered me. I couldn't see a thing AH was dark as pitch. I got down and felt about in the gras9, called again, and again I was answered. Then I began to wonder. I'm not timid; but I was known to be a drever, and to have money about me. It might be a trap to catch me unawares, and rob and murder me. I nm not superstitious, not very; but how could a real child be out on the prairie in such a night at such an hour? It might be more than human. The bit of a coward that bides itself in most men showed itself to me then, and I was half inclined to run away. "But once morel heard that cry; and said I, "if any man's child is hereabouts, Anthony Hunt is not the man to let itdie." I searched again. At last I bethought me of a hollow under the hill, and groped lhat way. Sure enough 1 found a little, dripping thing, lhat moaned nnd sobbed as I took it in my arms. I called my horse, and the beast came to me, and I mounted, and tucked the littlo soaked thing under my coat as well as I could, promising to tke it borne to mammy. It seemed tired to death, and pretty soon cried itself to sleep against my bosom. "It bad slept there over an hour when 1 saw my own windows. There were lights in tbem, and 1 supposed my wile b id lit them for my sake; but when I got into the door-yard, I saw something was the matter, nnd stood still, with dread I ear of heart, five minutes befoie 1 could lift tbe latch. At last I did it and saw tho room full of neighbors, and my wifc amidst them, weeping YYT:en she saw me she hid ber face. ' Oh, don'i tell him," she said : "it will kill bim!" What is it, neighbors?" I cried. "And one said, "Nothing now, I hope. What's tbat in your arms? ' "A poor lost child," said I. "I found it on the road. Take it. will you? I've turned faint." And I lif ed the sleeping thing, and saw the face of my own child. my little Dolly! "It was my darling, and none other. that I had picked up upon tbe drenched road. My little child had wandered out to meet "daddy" and doll while her mother was at work ; and Dolly they were lamenting as one dead. I thanked Heaven on my kneis before them all. "It is not much of a story ; but I think of it often in tbe night, and wonder how I could bear to live now, if I bad not stopped when I heard the cry for help upon the road, the little baby cry, hardly louder than a squirrel s chirp. It ts much of a story. It is a story in which tbe great moral of tbe world's redemption lies wrapped up. It is a story which translates for us the deepest mean ing of tbe cross. In exposing bis life lo danger this man found and restored the life that was dearest to bim. "Ho that loseth his life shall find it." Rev. A. J Gordon, in the Watchword. Mining with Lime. Tho new method of mining coal by breaking down with compressed lime, which was first spoken of last summer, has now passed beyond the experimental stage, and its utility has teen demonstrated beyond question. The operation consists in drilling shot holes in ibe root ot tbe coal, Into which cartridges of specially prepared limestone are intro duced. By forcing water on to the lime stone steam is generated, and this, with the expansive force of tbe lime, completes the work of disintegration. The advan tages of this method of coal mining are that the risks and dangers which inevita bly accompany tbe use of gunpowder or dynamite are abolished and tbat tbe coal is obtained in large masses, thus saving the waste incurred by blasting with ex- Sloslves. Coal, when broken fine, is eteriorated in usefulness and price by upward ot 4U per cent, but much of tbis waste is saved under tbe new system, since a greater proportion of tbe product is "large" coal. Where the miners are paid according to the large coal they mine, tbe new invention will Increase their income without alteratlng the rate of wages.