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THE !.. L C11iD JI.
SERMON OF DR. TALMAGE. IN PA-;
SUNDAY, JAN. - 2.
2he Xsaurpation of Athaha0h-Iemarka&ble
Prese~t~on n.% RtorationL 00 Joas.h.
God wai Never Allow his True Line to
Be Entirely Cut Off.
PAras. Jan. 12.-The Rev. T. De
Witt Talmage, D. D., of Brooklyn,
preached in this city today. He is
making his way home, which he ex
Spects to reach in the early part of
Februarv. Dr. Talmage's text was:
"Jehosh!eba. the daughter of King Jo
ram, sister of Ahaziah. took Joash the
son of Ahaziah, and stole him from
among the king's sons which were
slain; and ther hid him, even him
and his nurse. in the bedchamber
from Athaliah, so that he was not
slain. And he was with her hid in
the house of the Lord six years."-Il
Kings, xi, 2, 3. He said:
Grandmothers are more lenient with
their children's children than they
were with their own. At forty years of
of age, if discipline be necessary, chas
tisement is used, but at seventy. the
grandmother, looking upon the nisbe
havior of the grandchild. is apologetic
and disposed to substitute confec
tionery for whip. There is nothing
more beautiful than this mellowing of
old age toward childhood. Grandmio
ther takes out her pocket handkerchief
and wipes her spectacles and puts them
on, and looks down into the face of
her mischievous and rebellious de
scendant, and says: "I don't think he
meant to do it: let Lim off this time;
I'll be responsible for his behavior in
the future." My mother, with the sec
ond generation around her-a boister
ous crew-said one day: "I suppose
they oight to be disciplined, but I can't
do 'it. Grandmothers are not fit to
bring up grandchildren." But here, in
my text, we have a grandmother of a
THE RESCCE OF JOASH.
I have within a few days been at
Jerusalem, where the occurrence of
the text took place, and the whole
scene came vividly before me while I
was going over the site of the ancient
temple and climbing the towers of the
king's palace. Here in the text it is
old Athaliah, the queenly murderess.
She ought to have been honorable.
Her father was a king. Her husband
was a king. Her son was a king. And
yet we find her plotting for the exter
mination of the entire royal family.
including her own grandchildren.
The executioners' knives are sharpen
ed. The palace is red with the blood
of princes and princesses. On all sides
are shrieks, and hands thrown up, and
strug-le, and death groan. No mer
cy! 'l! Kill! But while the ivory
qoors of the palace run with carnage,
and the whole land is under the shad
ow of a great horror, a fleet footed wo
man, acleroyman's wife, Jehosheba by
name, steaYthily approaches the im
perial nursery, seizes upon the grand
child that had somehow as yet es
caped massacre, wraps it up tenderly
but in haste, snuggles it aginst her,
lies down the palace stairs, her heart
in her throat lest she be discovered in
this Christian abuction. Get her out
of the way as quick as you can, for she
carresaprecious burden, even a young
king. &ith this youthful prize she
presses into the room of the ancient
temple, the church of olden time, un
wraps the young king and puts him
down, sound asleep as he is, and un
conscious of the peril that has been
threatened; and there for six years he
is secreted in that church apartment.
Meanwhile old Athaliahi smacks her
' ' tisfaction, and thinks that
But the six y - expire, and it is
now time for young Joash to come,
forth and take the throne, and to push
back into disgrace and death old Atha
liah. The arrangements are all made
for political revolution. The military
come and take possession of the tem
ple, swear loyalty to the boy Joash
and stand around for his defense. See
the sharpened swords and the burnish
ed shields! Everything is ready.
Now, Joash, half affrighted at the arm
ed trmp~ of his defenders, scared a
the vociferation of his admirers, is
brought forth in full regalia. The
scroll of authority is put in his hands,
the coronet of government is put on
his brow, and the peple clapped, and
waved, and huzaeand trumpeted.
"What is that?"said thaiah. "What
is that sound over inthe temple?" And
she fies to see, and on her way they
meet her and say: "Why. havent you
heard? You thought you had slain all
the rylfamily, but Joash has come
to lih" Then the queenly murder
ess, fatcwith rage, grabbed her
mantle and tore it to tatters, and cried
until she foamed at the mouth: "You
have no right to crown my grandson.
You have no right to take the govern
ment from my shoulders. Treason!
.Treason!" While she stood there cry
ing that, the military started for her
are\and she took a short cut
a back door of the temple, and
ran thogh the royal stables; but the
battle axes of the military fell on her
in the barn yard, and for many a day,
when the horses were being unloosed
from the chariot, after drawing out
young Joash, the fiery steeds would
snort and rear passing the place, as
they smelt the place of the carnage.
'rmE LonD wIL PRERvE HIS SEED.
The first thought I hand you from
this subject is that the extermination
of righteousness is an impossibility.
When a woman is good, she isap
to be very good, and when she is bad
she is apt to be very bad, and this
Athaliahi was one of the latter sort. She
would exterminate the last scion of
the house of David, through whom
Jesus was to come. There was plenty
of work for embalmers and under
takers. She would clear the land of
all God feariner and God loving pee
ple. She wou a put an end to every
thing that could in anywise interfere
with her- im ial crnminality. She
folds her hancand says: "-The work~ is
done; it is completely done." Is it? In
the sw-addling clothes of that church
artment are wrapped the cause of
,and the cause of good govern
ment. tI'hat is the scion of the house
of David: it is Joash, the Christian -re
former; it is Joash, the friend of God;
it is Joash, the demolisher of Baalit
ish idolatry. Rock himt tenderly;
nurse him gently. Athaliah, you may
kill all the other childr-en, but you
cannot kill him. Eternal defenses are
thrown all around him, and this
clergyman's wife, Jehosheba, will
snatch him up from the palace nursery,
and will run up and down with him
into the house of the Lord, and there
she will hide him for six years, and
at the end of that time he will come
forth for your dethronement and ob
Well, my friends, just as poor a
botch does the world always make of
extinguishing righteousness. Sue
stitionrnses up and says: "I will just
put an end to pure religion." Donmi
tian slew forty thousand Christians,
Diocletian slew eight huzndred and
forty-four thousand Chistians.- And
the scythe of persecuton La been
swung through all the ages, and the
flames '-hissed, and the. guiotine
chopped, and the Ba-stile grro-ned;- but
d,id the foes of Christi~anity extermi
nate it? Did they exterminate Alban,
the first British sacrifice; orZainglius,
the Swiss reformer;. or John Oldcastle,
the Christian nobleman; or Abdallah,
or Sanders, or Cranmer? Ureat woric
o exttrrminationI then ade of it. Just
e](1I' a Vol~. of C'tiris"il do
TILE iMPERISA1LE Mi1LE.
Itdeuitv says: 'T'I just extermi
Uate the Bible," and the Scriptures
were thrown into the street for the
mob to trample on, and they were
piled up in the public squares and set
on fire, and mounLins of indignant
conteinpt were hurled on them, and
learned universities decreed the Bible
out of existence. Thomas Paine said:
"In my 'Age of Reason' I have anni
hilated the Scriptures. Your Wash
ington is a pusillanimous Christian,
but I am the foe of Bibles and of
churches." 0, how many assaults
upon that Word! All the hostilities
that have ever been created on earth
are not to be compared with the hos
tilities against that one book. Said
one man, in his infidel des'eration,
to his wife: "You must not be read
ing that Bible," and he snatched it
away from her. And though in that
Bible was a lock of hair of the dead
child-the only child that God had
ever given thei-he pitched the book
with its contents into the fire, and
stirred it with the tongs, and seat on
it, and cursed it, and said: "Susan,
never have any more of that damna
ble stuff here!"
How many individual and organized
attempts have been made to extermi
nate that Bible! Have they done it?
Have they exterminated the American
Bible society? Have they extermi
nated the British and Foreign Bible so
ciety? Have they exterminated the
thousands of Christian institutions,
whose only object it is to multiply
copies of the Scriptures, and throw
them broadcast around the world?
They have exterminated until instead
of one or two copies of the Bible in
our houses we have eight or ten, and
we pile them up in the corners of our
Sabbath school rooms, and send great
boxes of them everywhere. If they
get on as well as they are now going
on in the work of extermination, I do
not know but that our children may
live to see the millennium! Yea,
if there should come a time of prse
cution in which all the known Bibles
of the earth should be destroyed, all
these lamps of light that blaze in our
pulpits and in our families extin
guished-in the very day that infi
delity and sin should be holding a
jubilee over the universal extinction,
there would be in some closet of a
backwoods church a secreted copy of
the Bible, and this Joash of eternal
literature would come oit and come
up and take the throne, and the Atha
liah of infidelityand persecution would
fly out the back door of the palace,
and drop her miserable carcass under
the hoofs of the horses of the king's
stables. You cannot exterminate
Christianity I You cannot kill Joash!
THE WEAm A=t MAY SAVE.
The second thought Ihand you from
my subject is, that there are oppor
tunities in which we may save royal
life. You know that profane history
is replete with stories of- strangled
monarchs and of young princes who
have been put out of the way. Here
is the story of a young king saved.
How Jehosheba, the clergyman's wife.
must have trembled as she rushed into
the imperial nursery and snatched up
Joash. How she hushed him, lest by
his cry he hinder the escape. Fly with
him!'Jehosheba, you hold in your
arms the cause of God and good ,eov
enent. Fail, and he is slain. Suc
ceed, and you turn the tide of the
world's history in the right direction.
It seems as if between that young king
'bbissassiothere is nothin~g .but
the frail arm of a woman. But why
should we spend our time in praing
this bravery of expedition when God
asks the same thing of you and me?
All around us are the imperiled chil
dren of a great King.
They are born of Almighty parent
age, and will come to a throne or
a crown, if permitted. But sin, the
old Athaliah, goes forth to the mas
sacre. Murderous temptations are
out for the assassination. Valens, the
emperor, was told that there was
somebody in his realm who would
usurp his throne, and that the name
of the man who should be the usurper1
would ben'in with the letters T. H. E.
. D)., anid the edict went forth from
the emperor's throne: "Kill every
body whiose name begins with T. H.
E. 0. D." And hundreds and thou
sands were slain, hoping by that mas
sacre to put an end to that one
usurper. But sin is more terrific in
its denunciation. It matters not how
you spell your name, you come under
its knife, under its sword, under its
doom, unless there be some omnipo
tent relief brouoeht to the rescue. But,
blessed be Go, there is such athingl
as delivering a royal soul. Who will
snatch away Joash?
This afternoon, in your Sabbath
school class, there will be a prmnce
of God-somne one who may yet
reign as king forever before the
throne; there will be some one
in your class who has a cor
rupt physical inheritance; there will
be some one in your class who has a
father and mother who do not know
how to prav; there will be some one
in your class who is destined to com
mand in church or state-some Crom
well to dissolve a parliament, some
Beethoven to touch the wor-ld's harp
strings, some John Howard to pour
fresh air into the lazaretto, some Inor
ence Nightingale to bandage the bat
tle wounds, some Miss Dix to soothe
the crazed brain. some Johin Frederick
Oberlin to educate the besotted, some
David Brainard to change the Indian's
war whoop to a Sabbath song, some
John Weslev to marshal three-fourths
of Christendlom, some John Knox to
make queens turn pale, somec Joash to
demolish idolatry and strike for the
kingdom of heaven.
THE PRINCS IN THlE CRADLE.
There are sleeping in your cradles
by night, there are playing in your
nurseries by day, imperial souls wait
ing for dominion, and whichever side
the cradle they get out w~ill decide the
destiny of empires. For each one of
those children sin and holiness con
tend-Athaliah on the one side and Je
hosheba on the other. But I hear peo
pe say: "What's the use of bothering
children with religious instruction?
Let them grow up and choose for
themselves. Don't interfere with their
volition." Suppose some one had said
to Jehosheba: "Don't interfere with
that young Joash. Let him grow up
and decide whether he likes the palace
r not whether~ he wants to be king or
not. Don't disturb his volition." Je
hosheba knew right well that unless
that day the young king was rescued,
he would never be rescued at all.
I tell you, my friends, the reason
we don't reclaim all our children from
worldliness is because we begin too
late. Parents wait until their chil
dren lie before they teach them the
value of truth. They wait until their
children swear before they teach them.
the importance of righteous conversa
tion. They wait until their children
are all wrapped up in this world be
fore they tell them of a better world.
Too late with your prayers. Too late
with your discipline. Too late with
your benediction. You put all care
upon your children between twelve
and eighteen. Why do you not put
the chuef care between four and nine?
It is too late to repair a vessel when it
has got out of the dry docks. It is too
ers have broken in. May God arm us
all for this work of snatching royal
souls from death to coronation. Can
"'Ou I::A:iai: anV Sull)ImelCr' work tln
that ws wLht Ied MuuLon to rl.-C
his life waid Bornesian cannibals; that
was what sent Dr. Abeel to preach ui
der the consuming skies of China; that
was what gave courage to Phocus in
the Third century. When the mili
tarv officers caIne to put him to death
for~Christ's sake, he put them to bed
that they might rest while he himself
went out, and in his own garden dug
his grave, and then came back and
said: "I am ready;" bA they were
shocked at the idea of taking the life
of their host. le said: "It is the will
of God that I should die." and le stood
on the wargin of his own grave and
they beheaded him. You say it is a
mania, a foolhardiness, a fanaticism.
Rather would I call it a glorious self
abnegation, the thrill of eternal satis
faction, the plucking of Joash from
death, and raiing him to coronation.
GOD'S ALTAR THEY TRIE RyUGE.
The third thought I hand to you
from my text is that the church of God
is a cood hiding place. When Je
hoshe>a rushes into the nursery of the
king and picks up Juash, what shall
she do with him? Shall she take him
t.some room in the palace? No; for
the oflicial desperadoes will hunt
through every nook and corner of that
building. Shall she take him to the
residence of some wealthy citizen ? No;
that citizen would not dare to harbor
the fugitive. But she has to take him
somewhere. She hears the cry of the
mob in the streets; she hears the
shriek of the dying nobility; so she
rushes with Joash unto the room of
the temple, into the house of God, and
then she puts him down. She knows
that Athaliah and her wicked assassins
will not bother the temple a great
deal; they are not apt to go very much
to church, and so she sets down Joash
in the temple. There he will be hear
ing the songs of the worshipers year
after year; there he will breathe the
odor of the golden censers; in that sa
cred spot he will tarry, secreted until
the six years have passed, and he come
Would God that we were as wise as
Jehosheba, and knew that the church
of God is the best hiding place. Per
haps our parents took us there in early
days; thcr snatched us away from the
world and hid us behind the baptismal
fonts and amid the Bibles and the
psalm books. 0, glorious inclosurel
We have been breathing the breath of
the golden censers all the time, and we
have seen the lamb on the altar and we
have handled the phials which are the
prayers of all saints, and we have
dwelt under the wings of the cheru
bin. Glorious inclosure I When my
father and mother died, and the prop
erty was settled up, there was hardly
anything left; but they endowed us
with a property worth more than any
earthly possession, because they hid us
in the temple. And when days of
temptation have come upon my soul I
have gone there for shelter; and when
assaulted of sorrows, I have gone there
for comfort, and there I mean to live.
I want, like Joash, to stay there until
coronation. I mean to be buried out
of the house of God.
0 men of the world outside there,
ietraved, caricatured and cheated of
the world, why do you not come in
through the broad, wide open door of
Christian communion? I wish I could
act the part of Jehosheba today, and
steal you away from your perils and
hide you in the temple. How few of
us appreciate the fact that the church
of God is a hiding place. There are
many people who put the church at so
low a mark that they beg-rudge it
everything, even the few dollars they
give toward it. They make no sacri
fices. They dole a little out of their
surplusa-ge. They pay their butcher's
bill, and they pay their doctor's bill,
and they pay their landlord, and they
pay everybody but the Lord, and they
come in at the last to pay the Lord in
his church, and frown as they~ say:
"There, Lord, it is; if you will have
it, take it-now take it, take it; send
me a receipt in full, and don't bother
me soon again!"
sEEK GODLY SOCIT1Y.
I tell you there is not more than one
man out of a thousand that appreci
ates what the church is. Where are
the souls that put aside one-tenth for
Christian institutions - one-tenth of
their income? Where are those who,
having put aside that one-tenth, draw
upon it cheerfully? Why, it is pull.
and drag, and hold on, and grab, and
clutch; and g'iving- is an affliction to
most people when it ought to be an ex
Kiaration and a rapture. Oh, that God
wuld remodel our souls on this sub
ject, and that we might appreciate the
house of God as the great refuage. If
your children are to come up to lives
of virtue and happiness, they will
come up under the shadow of the
church. If the church does not get
them the world will.
Ah, when you pass away-and it
will not be long- before you do-when
you pass away i't will be a saisfaction
to see your chiildren in Christian soci
ety. tou want to have them sitting
at the holy sacraments. You want
them mingling in Christian associ
ations. You would like to have them
die in the sacred precincts. When you
are on your dying bed, and your litt-le
ones come up to take your last word,
and you look into their bewildered
faces,, you will want to leave them
o'- rer the church's benediction. I
.n't care how hard you are, that
is so. I said to a man of the
world: "Your son and daughter are
going to join our church next Sun
day. Have you any objections?"
"Bless you," he said, "objections? I
wish all my children belonged to the
church. I don't attend to those mat
ters myself-I know I am very wicked
-hut I am very glad they are going,
and I shall be there to see them. I am
very glad, sir; Iam very glad. I want
them there." And so, though you
may have been wanderers from God,
and though you may have sometimes
caricatured the church of Jesus, it is
your great desire that your sons and
daughters should be standing all their
lives within this sacred inclosure.
3Iore than that, you yourself will
want the church for a hiding place
when the mortgage is foreclosed; when
your daughter, just blooming into
omanhood, suddenly clasps her
hands in a slumber that knows no
waking; when gaunt trouble walks
through the parlor, and the sitting
room, and the dining hall, and the
nursery, you will want some shelter
from t.he tempest. Ah, some of you
have been run upon by misfortune
and trial; why do you no~t come into
the abelter? I said to a 'widowed mo
ther after she had buried her only son
-months after I said to her: "How
do you get alona- nowadays?" "Oh,"
she replied, "I get along toler
ably well except when the sun
shines." I said: "What do you
mean by that?" when she said:
"I can't bear to see the sun shine; my
heart is so dark that all the brightness
of the natural world seems a mockery
to me." 0, darkened soul, 0, broken
hearted man, brokeni hearted womian,
why do you not come into the shelter?
Eswing the door wide open. I swing
itfrom wall to wall. Come in! Conmc
in! You want a place where your
trobles shall be interpreted, where
your burdens shall be unstrapped,
here your tears shall be wiped away.
Church' of God, be a hiding place to
all these-gpeople. Give them a seat
Flash sorne lgt trom your Chan
deliers upon their darkness. *With
I some soothing hymn hush their griefs.
0, CIurch (o l, I:t; of heaven, let
me .o tinugh'it! Alt thI in:stitu
of(;4 ai. foundaui n .A isk thxe --ock
of .Aes," its charter is for everlast
ing 'vear-s, its keys are held by the
universal proprietor, its dividend is
lieaven, its president is Grod!
Sure as thy truth shall hst,
To Zion shall be given
The brightest gluries earth can yield.
And brighter bliss of heaven.
God grant that all this audience,
the youngest, the eldest, the worst,.the
best, may find their safe and glorious
hiding place where Joash found it-in
An Automatic SaVings 11ank.
A Liverpool man has invented an
automatic savino-s Unk. When a
penny or two baifpennies are pressed
intothe automatic bank the depositor
pulls out a drawer and finds a printed
ticket bearing a number in duplicate.
He writes his name and address on the
ticket, which he then presses into a
cavity in the machine made to receive
it, keeping the other half with the cor
responding number. Thus, when
those in charge of the automatic bank
clear it of the tickets in order to enter
them in proper forn in their books,
each depositor has the duplicate of his
ticket bearing his nanic and address.
In this way absolute accuracy is ob
tained, and depositors are credited
with the exact amount they have put
into the machine. Each machine is
capable of holding $25 in pennies or
half pennies, the coins being received
in tubes, which are so arranged that
any attempt to pass base coins would
be very easily detected. No second
penny can be received by the machine
until the receipt for the first one has
been duly removed by the depositor.
-New York Telegram.
Mrs. Mona Caird, who started the
"Is Marriage a Failure?" business, has
been studying Buddhism.
There is a young giantess 6 feet 8
inches high, said absolutely to be only
12 years old, on exhibition in London.
She is a Don Cossack.
The fast mail service between New
York and San Francisco has been re
duced to four days, twenty-two hours
and forty-five minutes.
"What a fine thing old age is," said
M. Augier not long before his death.
-One is surrounded with care, atten
tion and respect. But what a pity
that it lasts so short a time."
A sturgeon fourteen feet long was
caught in the Sacramento river, near
Chico, last week. Instead of killing it
the fishermen fastened a rope to the
body and turned it loose in the river to
get fat. They feed it on the entrails
of salmon, and the captive likes the
Little Jim was but a few years old
when there was a wedding in the fam
ily. The aged grandmother kept her
seat during the ceremony. In telling
about it afterward Jim said: "We all
stood up and got married 'cept grand
A novel advertisement appears in a
Gloucester (Mass.) paper. It is from a
property holder, and notifies a certain
gang of hoodlums that he intends to
assert his rio-hts a-ainst annoyance. It
also reminas the"parents of hoodlum
minors that there is a legal responsi
bility for destruction of property, arid
closes with the remark that if the po
lice did their duty there would be no
occasion for the advertisement.
The farmers of the neighborhood of
Hiawatha, Kan., are burning corn for
fuel, finding it cheaper than coal.
Corn is sold~ on the farmt for twenty
cents per bushel, while the average
priec of coal delivered at the farm
ranges- from twenty-one to twenty
three cents per bushel. The Farmers'
alliance brought the attention of the
farmers to the relative prices of the
two commodities, and advised that
half the corn crop be used as fuel,
thus advancing the price of the other
half and saving money in their fuel
bills. The farmers have begun to act
on this advice.
The construction of the canals de
signed to overcome obstructions in the
Tnnessee river at Muscle shoals has
been completed. It was begun by
the government in 1873, and nearly
$4,000,000 has thus far been expended
on the vor-k. The opening of the
canal will give water transportation
nine mne;'bh in the .year from Chat
' o.*-. - Mississippi river.
a . .aoure charitable than
me.a'idon street sweepers do
not to. so. One of them on being
asked for an opinion replied that it was
no use asking ladies for a gratuity;
they never did and never would give
a poor man anything. Another said
that a lady occasionally gave him a
penny when her purse was handy.
And still another said he never heard
of a lady even noticing a poor sweeper.
The marvelous~ growth of the colo
nies is now a familiar story. Certain
ly nothing more remarkable has been
seen in the history of the wor-ld. Dur
ing the fifty years succeeding the ac
cession of her majesty, the area gov
erned by the queen, exclusive of
Great Britain, increased from 1,100,
000 to 8,400.000 square miles- the Eu
ropean population of the colonies in
creased from 2,000,000 to 10.000,000;
the colored population fr-om 9,800,000
to 26,200,000; and the state revenues of
possessions beyond the seas grew from
?24,000,000 to ?122, 000,000 a year.
Z. T. Devore, a Parkersburg (W. Va.)
merchant, owns a dog of superior in
telligence. The dog goes to the store
with theimail every morning, andfrom
it takes the mail addressed to the pri
vate residence to Mr. Devore's home.
Nothing can divert him while-attend
ing to his duties as mail carrier, and
he never makes a mistake in taking
the letteirs to their proper direction.
Every evening he sees to it that the
evening papers are taken to the house,
and if by chance the papers should be
missing, either by being blown away
by the wind or carr-ied off by the-boys,
thie dog makes a raid into some neigh
bor's yard and hvy>othecates a paper,
which" he carries off home.
The Deserviing Poor.
As superintendent of the Provident
association, which seeks to relieve the
distress of the worthy poor, I disagree
entirely with the great mass of matter
nrinted and preached about the men
icant class. This is all to the-effect
that hypocrisy and false pretense are
the rule among the destitute. This I
deny. St. Loums has no mendicant
class, and the hardest part of our la
bor is to hunt up and relieve the class
of poor whom our organization de
sires to benefit. The self respecting
poor man or poor woman in dozens of
instances that come under my notice
every winter shrinks from asking
alms until he or she has reached a
state of destitution that is pitiable, and
which we niever intend should be
reached. They sell everything that
will bring a coin before coming to us,
and then in tears and trembling.
Many of thenm after- awaiting for hour-s
to pluck up courage to tell their sad
stories, would depart with the words
unsaid if we did not look for just such
people. We frequently issue relief
tickets, which are returned but half
used because the head of the family
has found work, and desires not to eat
the bread of charity.-Rev. Edwe'd
Well, eitlr yrSOMETIME
After wN,4Evr is to say is said.
Or i ur :.: m~ di-taceof th! 410h, r Armd
-Andi yho iu .i-lo
Pr ys and faces wan anel wer
With Lif ' a--:r: grief, be-sidev
ITlie ot'. a i~n, sealed with silenc', yet
A.nd yo ir I i miIst liok
Int' th o t-r's grave, or far or near.
And real., ami a book,
Writ in tim" dust. words we made bieer here,
For boLX:. t h- the way
Wh7e. ;. -:.e walk wgetiher, very woon;
One i -1 -.'.;t shall stay,
The oi r tsnt shall see the risingn moon -
Oh! fast. r:st rriend of mine!
Lft up tii- vice I love so muck. and warn
To wring iaint hands and pine.
Tell niw I :inay a left forlorn. forlorn
Say I may 's thr.ugh tears,
Forever fa:ling and forever coa
One ribnW-a fro:n sweet years,
Ono dear dead kaf, one prc'elous ringof geld
Say you unyie t"n: with pain
o son ::n t grace, some timid wish to please.
Some ;:--ook, half vain,
IutE yor ieart some broken sobs like these
-Sarah M. B. Piatt
Yes, sir: I give it to you straight, or
I'm a Chinaman. Foolin'? No. no: I'm
not. I'm not one to fool: I drove a bob
tailed car too long for that! What with
the greenies that put their fares into the
kerosene lamp box and the crooks that
try to get off without paying at all,
and the old gents with principles
that make the driver come in and
colleot "foir their own good," and
the young ladic. that will stop to
kiss each other on the platform, and
the old ladies that are afraid to get
off, and the boys tiat hitch on behind,
and the old gerits that are going to write
to the papers, and the folks that want
twenty-dollar bills changed, and the
folks you run over, and the wagons that
run in)to you, I tell you a bob tail car
driver gets savage after awhile and don't
feel like foolin'.
I was savage that day. There were
two folks in the car-a man and a wo
man-and ,;Ily onm fare in the box. I'd
rung and I'd shouted. but neither of
them attended to me. I laid the missing
fare to the man because of his looks. He
was about as poverty stricken as I ever
saw. Not your laboring man's poverty.
A laborer out of work never looked like
that. It was tramp's rags this fellow
wore, and lie had the hauds of a tramp
too. Under their dirt a tramp's hands
are like the hands of a fine gentleman
same reason, he don't work. This man's
hands were clean, and his face wasn't
bad; but it was more likely he was try
ing to beat me out of five cents than that
the lady was. And if he was a tramp he
had money enough about him-they al
ways have-and after I'd done my best
from outside, I stopped the car and went
to attend to him. The minute I got in I
saw-what it seemed to me sort of queer
I hadn't noticed before-the lady was a
Sister of Charity. She wore a black ben
net and veil, and a white thing under it
around her forehead and under her chin.
Her hands were crossed in her lap. She
was as holy and pure to look at as if
she'd been an angel. I looked at her, and~
then I said to the man:
"I wianit your fare."
He looked at me-hungry eyes lie had
-and says he:
"I paid five cents into your box-isn't
that' right, driver?"
"All right, if you did it," said I.
Then I went down toward the lady. It
was my duty, but I found it hard to do.
I stood before her feeling as queer as
ever I did in all my life, and all I could
"Madam, shall I take your fare?"'
She did not answer me, but pointed to
a paper somebody had left upon the seat
-a common newspaper.
"Give it to him," I seemed to see her
say with her lips-and by "him" I saw
she meant the tramp.
Now, a paper left in the car belonged
to me, and I'm a man with a temper,
and at my wages the price of a paper
was something; so, what do you think,
then, of my going and handing that
paper over to that tramp, as meek as
"Hers," says I, poking it toward him.
"It isn't mine," says lhe.
But my eyes were on the sister all the
'-The lady says you must take it,"
Now, she hadn't said anything; she
had only lifted her hand.
"What lady?"' said the man, taking
"The sister there," said I.
Theni all of a sudden, while I looked
at her, the seat the lady had been sitting
on was empty! She hadn't got up on
her feet or moved. She just wasn't there
any more, and I got Out to my horses
again as quick as I could. Men do go
out of their heads from overwork, I'm
told, and I began to think I was going
out of mine. I did not dare to look back
into the car until the man inside pulled
back the slide and spoke.
"Driver," he said, "give me your
name and residence."
"What for?" I asked.
"No harm." said he.
"Do you mean to try to get me into
troubley' I asked, knowing that there
were "spotters" about and making up
my mind that this was one in disguise.
"1 tred my best to get that lady's fare,
butI couldn't be rough to a sister."
"I saw no lady. What do I care about
the:fares?" said the man. "If you give
me your name you'll not be sorry for it.
He spoke like a gentleman, for all his
"Oh, well, I'm not ashamed of my
nam-it's Jim Brown. This car is No.
-, and if you want me you can find
"All r. i; " lie said; and [ saw that he
ha f. - '*' paper .qu:'- -I a
fastening it up in his coat, pinning it
with a black headed pin.
At the next corner he got off.
That night I went to Dr. - -, as kind
a mau as ever lived. I knew he wouldn't
char'ge me for an opinion. I told him
"Now, doctor," I said, "if I'm looney,
out with it!"
"No, no, Jim," said lie; "very sane
men have optical illusions now and
"I don't want any more of 'em," said
I. Collecting fares of optical illusions
"I should say not," said the doctor.
"ut my o'pinioni is that you turned
your back a inuiit' and that the woman
got oil .: wic ot payting her fare. Prob
ably she was not a real Sister of Charity.
The city is fulhl of frauds. She made
you taike the paper to the man to give
herself a chancee. See now?"
I didn't sie: but w hat can you do
wet-. folks are so .-i:-.ihle' they can't be
live' any thin.:?
"'Twa~sn't like that -thecre she was
anti the~re she wasn't," said I. "That's
how~ it was."
''if it haippt'ns again. comtie to me and
I'll write you a prescriptioni and make
So I tfanked him kiny and weml,
away, an. 1 di!n't happen again. And
weeks; wnt on- and it was winter,
and a .1s Gr(nland, and passen
olI fellow tha w:wn-ti the horses ua
alw:yis had a jei- for everybody, I
Larl in llnm C:_l1 .1.
eli I n . . - .Ji. sail sonie one,
:tnd 1 went I ut into the street, and the
nman t hat1jZ';1 (h'l a(l ine ointed to a
gentlemn-about as tine a looking one
as ever I kn 11w-ad h.:. tihe gentleman,
walked up to me.
"It's your dinner time, fan't t" said
-Yes. sir." said I. "i've got a few
mlinutes left.'' 4
"Cone along, then," said he. He
walked me into a restaurazit close by the
stables, and said: "Call for what you
want," and I named it. Then said he:
"You don't remember me. Jim Brown?"
"'No. sir," said I.
"You gave me a paper about six
months ago," said he. "A newspaper.
I asked your nanio
"Oh, oh!" said I. -No, sir, I didn't
know you. I begin to see the likeness,
"I know," said Ie. "I was pretty
wpl down on my luck, then. See here"
-he unbuttoned his coat, a seal skin,
bless you. anti took out of the breast
pocket a new spaper-"read that," he
said, pointing to where it was folded.
I read it. This is what it said:
"If Ferdinand Melrose will return
home all will be forgiven by his dying
father," and after that where he was to
inquire for "further particulars."
"Well, I am Ferdinand Melrose," says
the gent lenian. "The black sheep of my
family. Long ago my stepuotber made
mischief between my father and mrself.
lie forbade me his house, and I rather
went to the bad. No matter for my
story. Besides the fare you inquired
about I had only a bottle of laudanum in
my pocket. I was going to the Central
park to take it. I should have slept my
self out of life into eternity, and the cty
would have seen to my funeral if you
had not given me that paper. I went to
the place mentioned..and found, as I ex
pected, that 'money had been left in a
lawyer's hands to take me home. When
I got there I found that my asepmothat
had been dead three years, and that my
father bad been attacked by a disease
that must be fatal. We were reconciled,
and when he died I found myself a ricA
man. I had kept Jim Brown's address,
and I feel that I owo him something."
"Nothing at all," says L "The lad,
the sister-told me to give it to you."
"What lady?" said he.
"I'd like to know myself. said I, and
then I told him my storr.
"It is strange," says he. "I could
swear that I was the only passenger
at the time. I felt so miserable and
so shabby that I purposely waited for
an empty car. And another thi' is
strange, Jird Brown," said he. "We
have a ghost in our family. A nun
is said to appear now and then, always
to do good. And my fatlier declared that
while he was ill she appeared to him
three times, always pointing to my por
trait, which hung in his bedroom, and
always conveying to him in some way
that it was his duty to search for me.
In fact, she was the cause of our recon
I couldn't say anything. Neither of
us spoke about the thing again; but
when he insisted on starting me in the
eating house line I wasn't fool enough to
refuse, and, as you see, I'm not a bobtail
car driver any longer.
No, I haven't seen anything quweer
since that time, and I can't say I'm anx
ios; but whether the lady was a ghost,
or what the doctor called an optical do
lusion, it's certain that she only did good
to all concerned. Bless her for comning!
-Mary Kyle Dallas in Fireside Coam
ODDS AND ENDS.
The circus elephant Empress was
sold at auction in Philadelphia. She
In a handful of clover plucked in
his yard, Edward Koehler, of Bethl
hem, Pa., found fifty-four leaf stalks.
Twenty-six thousand per'sons were
present ~at the opening performance
of Barnum's show in Lonadon.
The continual use of Persian insect
powder will drive moths away from
furniture. Its frequent renewal is
necessary until all are killed.
The widow of the late King Luis ci
Portugal will r'eceive a yearly allow
ance of $64,000. which will be reduced
one-half if she lives abroad.
The electric bells of a certain hotel
are accompanied by the printed in
struction, "Press'the knob if you want
the waiter three times."~
Evangelist Moody recently reccived
a draft for $2 500 for the government
from a Canadian smuggler converted
at one of his meetingi.
At Cincinnati a horse backed over
the bank and fell down a declivity ol
100 feet, dragging his cart and driver
with him. The driver did not get into
the watei-, but the horse plunged into
the river and swam across to Cvg
ton, detaching the vehicle from him
Three men being unable to drive or
drag a 400 pound pig from its pen 'at
Reinhold, Berks county, Pa., they
called in the assistance of John Berk
e, a giant in strength. He deliber
ately picked the kicking porker ul:
ad carried it out unaided.
Mrs. Bland, the poet and novelist,
better known as "E. Nesbit," is de
scribed as a very pretty woman with
soft brown eyes, and a delicacy of look,
dress and carriage which belongs to
the old osthetic days, wich, in her
costumes at last, Mrs. Bland revives.
Patti, the div inc singer, receives the
largest wages cever paid an artist, hu
man or div inc. She is paid $3,500
every night sh'e sings in the Alberl
Hall, London. Even with this and
the expenditure of $5,000 for each con
cert. her managfers are able to show
~rofit of from $2,000 to $3,000 per
Fifty years ago there were probbly
not more than 90,000 to I00.000 acres
of fruit land in Great Britain. In
172, the date of the first reliable rec
ord, it had increased to nearly 170,000
acres; and Mr. Whitehead, a well
known authority, estimates the present
acreage at about 214,000 acres.
Unacquainted with the game birds
of this country, a newly arrived Ger
man near Scranton shot a barn yard
turker under the impression that it
was a wild fowl. He took it home and
ad it cooked, and was about to sit
lown at the dinner' tale to eat it when
be was arrested for killing his neigh
Baron Hirsch, one of the richest of
the French bankers, who was black
balled a few months ago by the Paris
lockey club, is a bout to take his house
hold to England. He thinks of buy
ing Houghton hall, one of the most
nagniicent of English places, near
3an drigham, for ?:300.000. The baron
.s reputed to be worth ?10,000,000.
John Eenson, a Rice couniy (Minn.)
arer performled a mios t remnarkab le
*eat on a lake two iles north of Fari
at recently. On looking out of his i
sindow he saw a bevy- of wild ducks
vying to extricate themselves from
ie ice which had frozen about theiri
egs during the night. Seizing a corn<
mtter, he rushed to the lake and
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