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Sunday School Lesson Rotes.
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'
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
"Ob, most anything."
"Cao you run a locomotive?"
"A loco.whiit?" usked the inquistive
"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
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
Though brief, is boundless. tlalUek.
Light cares speak ; great ones are dumb.
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.
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
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
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
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
"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
"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
"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

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