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MY JOHN IS TALL
The sky is red at eventide, j The morrow will be fair; And 1 shall be a bonny bride, With roses in my hair. My John is tall, and I ani small, But he's my love?I'll give my all To be his darling! "lis hands are brawny, strong his arms, :Tis toil that makes them so; 3ut they can shield me well from harm And every earthly woe. !\iy John is tall and I am small, But he's my love?I'll give my all To be his darling! i The burning sun that browns his skin, And makes his cheeks to glow, Has w armed the honest heart within. And made it constant too. My John is tall and I am small, But be s my love?I'll give my au To be his darling! He owns no pile of worldly wealth, With care to break his rest. But has a treasure in his health, And love within his breast. My John is tall, and I am small, But he's my love?I'll give my all To be his darling! He'll build the fold and fell the trees, And whistle as he goes; And I shall sing as blithe as he, For I'm the one he chose. My John is tall, and I am small, But he's my love?I've given my all ? To be his darling! ?Dr. Harwood, in St. Louis Magazine. The "Professor's" Claim, BY WILLIAM WALLACE COOK. Nance Williams was not beautiful, in the ordinary sense of the word. She was sunburned and freckled, and her nose had too much the suggestion of a snub to be an ornament. But she had fine eyes?not large, but small, expressive and fringed with heavy black lashes. She was a strong limbed, well developed and hearty girl of tweuty-two, or thereabouts, at the time of this story, and was known to the Sky town community as a fearless woman, and no less peculiar than brave. J J 0 CJUa jreuuuur, lUUCCU. vjliu uau uu lcian that any one knew of, aud was all alone 'way out in that Western country, and for a woman to be alone in Dakota in '82-3, and especially "holding down a claim" ten miles from any one, presented a spectacle of self sacrifice and daring rarely exhibited by the gentler sex. But Nance was equal to the emergency. If she had a heart to dare, she had an arm all-sufficient for her protection. She could handle a gun with the skill and case of a professional ranger, and had more than once demonstrated her superb marksmanship. I have seen her break the wildest of bronchos to the saddle, and by a score of similar acts proclaim herself the mistress of the situation. Yet, with all her masculine qualities, she was feminine to the greatest degree in some of the sweeter virtues of her sex. She was ready-witted, bright and tenderhearted, and whenever she came to the store to trade it was a treat for me to draw her out in conversation. She was usually very reserved, but from time to time I gleaned a few facts concerning her early life. She was borne in California. There was a tinge of Indian blood in her mother's veins and her father was a miner ?a "forty-niner-" Her whole life had been thrown in the most rugged surroundings, and I could not but wonder hows he had grown up into her scatheless womanhood. She was a diamond in the rough?I could sde that and I gloried in it, but how she supported herself and wlyr she buried herself away out in that lonely region afar from womankind and | civilization were mysterious to us au. Along in the summer of 'S3 a young fellow from the East came to Skytown and settled down among us. He was a pale, sickly looking individual, slightly built, had blue eyes, curly yellow hair and wore goggles. He was very refined in his language and dress and carried himself . , with such a scholarly air that he was immediately christened "Professor." His father, he told me, had sent him West for his health. He had come to Dakota with the avowed intention of roughing it, and wanted me to advise him the proper method for seeing the greatest amount of pioneer life in the shortest possible time. I advised him to take up a claim, roll up his sleeves and do as we Dakotans did. He followed my advice to the letter. I introduced him to Charley Atwood and he purchased of him the relinquishment of a fine quarter of ground, three miles from town, remodeled the shack a little to suit his convenience, and started in to experience Dakota life. In some manner he became acquainted with Nance Williams, and they grew to become steadfast friends. I knew their friendship was L..1 J! J i. J ? warm, uut uiu uui uicum hivu^ as after events proved. One night, about 8 or 9 o'clock, Nance "Williams came into the store. She did not show much excitement, but her eyes blazed in a manner that evidenced her feelings. She approached me and said in a low tone; "I'd like ter speak with you, Sir. Barlow." She looked sideways at two or three loafers in the store and I knew she desired to see me privately. I was somewhat surprised, but conducted her to my little chubby-hole of an office. "What do you suppose Rice Fielding, Tom Jenkins an' all that gang are goin' 1 ter do to-night?" Her voice shook with passion. "I caunot imagine, Miss Williams,'' j said I in a tone of alarm. "They're over at Spangler's plottin'to beat the Professor out o' his claim!" "You dou't tell me!" "I do, though. You see, the Pro- j fessor is out o' town an' that gang knows 1 it, so they're goin' to try an' steal his J place." "But they can't ." "They say they can. They say they'll j try an give tne tenuertoot a big scare, anyhow. Why, I never heard of such an outrage!" "How do they :'ntend to go to work to get the Prof jssor's claim:" I heard 'em talkia' it all over. Suit! they'd take along a keg o' whisky an' j move into bis shack an' stay there. | They're goin' up to-night. They won't have any time to-inorrow 'cause the Professor'll get back then. You know he went to Jimtown Tuesday. Can't you do somethin', Mr. Barlow?" "The law won't uphold thcin.Miss " She snapped her fingers. "That for the law! I tell you these tellers shan't get into the Professor's jhack if I can help it." She drew herself together like an angry Amazon and her eyes were twin coals of lire. "I be# of you don't be rash, Miss Williams. Remember " There came a chonis of yells from Spangler's. Nance Williams listened a moment. "Hear that," she said harshly,''they're gettin' ready to go. It's time I was movin'. You mark my words, Mr. Barlow, the Professor's claim is safe?Nance Williams say so." She rushed out of the store and away into the night. A few minutes after a horse came past at lightning speed with | Mad-Cap Nance crouching low in the saddle and speeding away on her harebrained mission. Shouts and yells came from Spangler's, and not long after Nance had gone a drunken rabble rode by the store [ in the direction she had taken. I felt ccrtaiu something of a serious nature [ was threatened, so. as soon as I could leave the store, I saddled my horse and followed. The moon had come out of the purple sky overhead. In her light the landscape was brought out with startling distinctness. for Dakota moons are noted for their intense brilliancy. Tom Jenkins's gaug had a half-hour the start of me and I put my horse to the run in order that I might be on hand with as littlfi dt?lnv as nossihle. As mv horse clat tered over the bridge that spanned the Pipestem, I heard a succession of faint rifle shots from the direction of the Professor's claim. "My God,*'I cried, "the girl will be killed!"and I lashed my horse to greater speed. It had never occurred to me that I would be helpless in an encounter with the drunken rabble. I had thought of nothing but getting upon the ground in the quickest possible time, for it was more than probable that Nance "Williams would be alone at the mercy of the crowd. As I drew nearer and nearer my destination I heard cries from time to time, and my nerves were all a-tremble with excitement and apprehension. When I came close to the Professor's claim shauty, however, I realized that Nance Williams was in no immediate danger for the men, some ten or twelve in number, stood counseling together. From their talk I gleaned that they had met with a disappointment?they had thought that the Professor was in Jimtown, while they had found him in the shack, on hand to protect his property. "What's the matter, boy?'' I inquired, springing from my horse. "It's Barlow," said Tom Jenkins to his associates in a low and not very delighted voice. Then, advancing toward me, he asked: "WTiat do you want, Ike Barlow?" "To see fair play," said I promptly; - < n 1 <111 "what are vop ieuows nere iorr " 'Tain't nothin' to you. You go back to town an' leave us alone." "While I was harranguing Tom Jenkkins, Rice Fielding, his partner, tried to steal up to the door of the house. He had gone barely half way, however, when a rifle was thrust through a partly-open window and fired in his direction. The bullet whistled uncomfortably near him, and Rice retreated with more haste than gracefulness. "No use, Rice." said Tom Jenkins; "the feller means business. There's only one way to get at him, an' that's to burn him out." ' 'Look here," I cried excitedly; 4 'have you men any idea of the crime you arc 1 perpetrating? This outrage " There were several derisive yells from I the crowd and I could see they were too much beut upon mischief to be influenced by me. "Say, Barlow, you know as well as I do that Charley Atwood hadnt't no right to jump that claim in the first place. That there place belongs to me an' Tom, an' the rest of the fellers are goin' to help rae get it back, so you just keep mum an' get outo' the way." Ah, that was the idea! It was a fact the quarter had originally been filed on by Rice Fielding, but he never went near it and made no pretension of living up to the law, consequently it became jumpable and Charley Atwood had taken advantage of this fact. All the while Atwood held the place, Fielding had made no move to get it back, but now that the Professor had bought it a fancied wrong ranked in ; Fielding's breast. In this view of the ' case I thought best not to tell the men 1 they were battling against a woman. The chances were they would consider her more easily imposed upon than the Professor and, pushing to greater extremities, the affair might be made in" '* 1? T Ann nnueiy worse, x ucuiutu iu mu<? uuc i side and watch the affair passively, and J then, when it reached a climax, I would ! do my utmost to protect Nance Williams. Going to the rear of the house where there were no windows or doors through which a rifle could be fired, preparations were made lo burn the building. A billet of wood was saturated with the oil of a lantern one of the men had brought, and, lighting this torch and taking an armful of straw, Rice Fielding approached | to burn the Professor's shack. Before he | could put his plan into operation, how- ! ever, a figure appeared on the roof of the j house. Standing aloft, stern and un-1 daunted, upon tiie flat roof, Nance Will-; iams covered Rice Fielding with her j rifle. "Not another step," she cried warn- | ingly, "not another inch or your a dead i man!" "Good God!" yelled Fielding, "it's Nancy!" There she stood, erect as a statue?a target for a dozen guns! "Nancy Williams," I cricd, "for God's . sake come down." "If they take the Professor's claim | they walk over my fiend body tcr pret it. What are you goin' to do, Rice Field ing?" "Don't shoot, hoys. "Nance, put up your gun?I'll quit. In heaven's name don't stand there." "I'll stand here till every last one of. you gits acrost the Pipestem. Now, you fellers move or I'll shoot anyhow!" Well, they "moved," and I never saw such a dismayed lot of men as mounted their horses and rode toward Sky town. They were not too much inebriated to j realize that twelve men had made war on one woman, and they went back con- j scious of defeat. But what ailed Fielding? At the very ! i climax of his expedition he had weak- j ened. What caused it? Nancy Williams I j happened to be in the store two or three | days after and I asked her. j "Huh!" said she contemptously, "he I wants me ter marry him, an' I'd see him dead an' buried afore I'd stoop so low as j J that after what he tried to do to the j Professor." She paused a moment, and ; I saw a tear steal down her cheek. "I i never liked but one feller in my life, Mr. | Barlow, an' Bill?I've made it up with : him,and he's comin' for me from dear old j California in a tortnight." Two weeks later a bronzed and stalwart miner, from whom Nance had parted after a bitfer lover's quarrel over some misunderstanding, came to Skytown. He stayed a few days, but when he went away he took Nance with him as his wife, and the handsomest of all her wedding presents was a beautiful pair of gold bracelets from the Professor. ?Detroit Free Prm. The General Outwitted. A French General, with plenty of time on his hands, one day stood at the window to watch the people passing in the street. While thus engaged, he noticed one of his officers who was without a sword?a grave misdemeanor! "I'll make him smart for this!" the General exclaimed. "Ten minutes' cross-examination and a month's arrest." The Lieutenant meanwhile approached, all unconscious of the impending storm. When he was within earshot, the General called out: "Sir. come up here; I want to speak to you!" The officer looked up and perceived his superior; he remembered that he had left his sword at home, and knew what to expect. Unfortunately there was no means of escape, and he had to face the difficulty as best he might. The Genertiroo Koominn- wi'fK flol IrrVlf. T"Tf> ill O lave tlOO I/LUIU1U^ n *VU VAVXgMV* ? had found an opportunity of enforcing the discipline while smoking his weed. The Lieutenant stepped into the house, and, in passing through the ante-room, he espied the sword of an orderly hanging on the wall. "The Very thing!" he exclaimed, and, buckling on the sword, he assumed an air of innocenec and opened the inner door, saying: "You have done me the honer to call me, General." "Yes, I wanted to ask you? Why, the fellow has a sword," the General muttered to himself, as the smile faded from his countenance. "Whatever waa it I was going to ask you?Ah! I remember now; about your family?your father, how is he?" "If he could but know the interest you take in him he would feel highly flattered; unfortunatly he died twenty years ago!" The Gensral stared at his unwilling visitor in speechless amazement. "Then there is nothing else you have to say to me?" "Oh, no!" the General answered. | "Only never go out without your sword; I should have been compelled to placc you under arrest if you had left it at home." "I'll take good care I don't. See here!" and the young man coolly displayed the arm which was dangling from his waist. "Vpq Tspp it's all ritrht. mv friend. * WWJ ?o ? # you may go." The officer promptly availed himself of the permission. He saluted the General, and on his way through the ante-room hung the sword on its peg. He then left the house. The General had resumed his former post at the window. The next minute he called his wife. "I say, look at that young officcr who is walking away from the house." "I see him distinctly." "Is he wearing a sword?" ' "No?" "There you are mistaken. He looks as if he isn't and has one all the time." The wife made no remark. She was in the habit of taking her husband at his word. As for the officer, he was never a<rain seen in public without his saber. Acts Like a Chicken. A remarkable case of madness, result ing from a wound inflicted by an angrj animal, has recently appeared on the plantation of Joseph Middleton, which lies about three miles from Brazoria, Texas. A colored woman employed by him, while setting a hen to hatch a nest of eggs, wished to place more under her, and raised the fowl from the nest in order to do so. The hen turned on her and gave her a peck on the hand so severe as to break the skin, drawing at the same time a few drops of blood. As the wound healed up without delay nothing more was thought of the matter, the woman only mentioning the occurrence casually to some of the colored people on the place. Some ten days after the hen had pecked her, the woman began to exhibit strange freaks of demeanor, and, from a goodnnfnrnrl AKlirvinrr nroofnrn llflC hppftmp QA fractious and surly that all are afraid to approach her. She refuses all companionship and wanders about the country all day from early morning, only coming to the house for her meals. If any attempt is made to confine her, or to lay hands on her, she becomes violently angry and makes vicious darts and springs toward any one present. For days she has not spoken a word, but keeps up continually a low, chucking noise, most horribly like a hen, and sits by the hour scratching in the earth with her hands and feet. In eating her resemblance to a fowl is displayed in a most remarkable and shocking manner, for her food is taken up by her pecking i at it with all the motions of a chicken's I head while feeding. All who knew her before her madness say that her entire expression has unde~gone a change. This is probably true, for her features now wear a sharpened, eager aspect, and her eyes have a most unnaturally hard and bright look, with a bird-like way of glancing about her. At night she refuses to sleep under a rooft and is generally found hiding about suo* set under some tree or bush, and will vigorously resent with an angry cackle all attempts to disturb her. She is visible growing weaker, and physicians who have seen her say that her death is only a question of a few weeks at most. Colored people about regard her a> one bewitched or "hoodooed," and can not be prevailed upon to approach her, even her husband and children haviurr deserted her. People come from all ove. the country to see her, while she remains to all appearances perfectly oblivious to her visitors, and quietly pursues her clucking and scratching as long as she is not interfered with.?Commercial Advertiser. Light Lost in Windows. The loss of light in passing through a glass has been tested by two physicists of Berlin. A simple translucent but not transparent glass diminished the light twenty-seven per cent.; cathedral glass, both white with a slight ground tint, twclve-and-two-thirds per cent., plain white Rhenish "double glass," ten per cent., and plain thin mirror glass, ten per cent. Ground glass with cut stars and a white glass background, such as is found in house fanlights, obstructed sixty per cent, of the light; and plain ground glass with the background, forty per cent. i I REV. DR. TALMAGE. THE BROOKLYN DIVINE'S SUNDAY SERMON. Subject: "I Mast Also See Rome.*1 (Preached at Rome, Italy.) Test: "/ must also see Home." Acts 19, 21. Here is Paul's itinerary. He was a traveling or circuit preacher. He had been mobbed and insulted, and the more good ho did tho worse the world treated him. But he wont right on. Now he proposes to go to Jerusalem, and says: ''Alter that I must also see Rome." Why did he want to visit this wonderful city in which I am to-day permitted to stand? '"To preach tho Gospel, you answer. No doubt of it, but there were other reasons why he wanted to see Home. A tnau of Paul's intelligence and classic taste had fifty other reasons for wanting to seo it. Your Colosseum was at that time in process of erection, and he wanted to see it. Tho Forum was ovon then an old structure, and the eloquent apostle wanted to see that building in which eloquence had so often thundered and wept, Over tho Appian "Way the triumphal procession had already marched for hundreds of years, and ho wanted to see that. The Temple of Satturn was already an antiquity, and he wanted to see that. The architecture of the world renowned city, he wanted to see that. The places associated with the triumphs, the cruelties, the disasters, the wars, the military genius, the poetic and the rhetorical fame of this great city, he wanted to see them. A man like Paul, so many sided, so sympathetic, so emotional, so full of analogy, could not have been indifferent to the antiquities and the splendors which move every rightly organized human being. And with what thrill of interest he walked these streets, those only who for the first time like ourselves enter Rome can imagine. If the inhabitants of all Christendom were gathered into ope plaiu.and it were put to them which two cities they would fibove all others wish to see, the vast majority of them would vote Jerusalem and Rome. So we can understand something of the record of my text and its surroundings when it says, Paul proposed in the spirit when he had passed through Macedonia and Achaia to go to Jerusalem,saying: "After that I must also see Rome." As some of you are aware, with my family and only for the purpose of what we can learn and the good we can get, I am on the way to Palestine. Since leaving Brooklyn, N. Y., this is the first place we have stopped. Intermediate cities are attractive, but we have visited them in other years, and we hastened on, for I said before starting that while I was going to see Jerusalem I must also see Rome. Why do I want to see itV Because I want, by visiting regions associated with the great apostle to the gentiles, to have my faith in Christianity confirmed. There are those who will go through large expenditure to have their faith weakened. Trt notira InnH T hnro IfnAwn TV>rsnns of very limited means to pay fifty cents or a dollar to hear a lecturer prove that our Christian religion is a myth, a dream, a cheat, alio. On the contrary, I will give all the thousands of dollars that this journey of my family will cost to have additional evidence that our Christian religion is an authenticated grandeur, a solemn, a joyous, a rapturous, a stupendous, a magnificent fact. So I want to see Rome. I want you to show, me the places connected with Apostolic ministry. I have heard that, in your city and amid its surroundings, apostles suffered and died for Christ's sake. My common sense tells me that people do not die for the sake of a falsehood. They may practice a deception for purposes of gain, but put the sword to their heart, or arrange the halter around their neck, or kindle the fire around their feet, and they would say my life is worth more than anything I can gain by losing it. I hear you have in this city Paul's dungeon. Show it to me. I must see Rome also. While I am interested in this city because of her rulers or her citizens who are mighty in history for virture or vice or talents, Romulus, and Caliguli, and Cincinnatus, and Vespasian, and Coriolanus, and Brutus, and a hundred others whose names are bright with an exceeding brightness, or black with the deepest dye, most of all am I interested in this city because the preacher of Mars hill, and the defier of Agrippa, nud the hero of the shipwrecked vessel in the breakers of Melita, and the man who held higher than any on3 that the world ever saw the torch of Resurrection, lived, and preached, and was massacred here. Show xne every place connected with his memory. I must also see Rome. But my text suggests that in Paul there was the "inquisitive and curious spirit. Had my text only meant that he wanted to preach here he would have said so. Indeed, in another place, he declared: '*1 am ready to preach tne Gospel to you who are at Romo also." But my text suggests a sight seeing. This man who bad been under Dr. Gamaliel had no lack of phraseology, and was used to saying exactly what he meant,and he said: "I must also see Rome." There is such a thing as Christian cur ->sity. Paul had it and somo of us have it. About other people's business I have no curiosity. About all that can confirm my faith in the Christian religion and the world's salvation and the soul's future happiness, I am full of an all absorbing, all compelling curiosity. Paul had a great curiosity about the next world, and so have we. I hope some day. by the grace of God, to gp over aud see for myself: but not now. No well man, no prospered man, I think, wants to go now. But the time will come, I think, when I shall go over. I want to see what they do there, and I want to see how they do it. I do not want tol-U'iw'dn? through the ?jates ajar forever. 1 want them to swing wide open. There are ten thousand things I want explained?about you, about myself, about the guverauieub ujl tut* wui iu, auuui wjo, auouu everything. We start in a plain path of what we know, and in a minuto come up against a high wall of what wo do not know. I wonder how it looks over there. Somebody tells mo it is like a paved city?paved with gold; and another man tells me it is like a fountain, and it is like a tree, and it is like a triumphal procession; and tho next man I met tells mo it is all figurative. I really want to know, after the body is resurrected, what they wear and what thev eat; and I have an immeasurable curiosity to know wnat it is, and how it is, and whero it is. Columbus risked his life to find the American continent, and shall we shudder to go out on a voyage of discovery which shall roveal a vaster and more brilliant country? John Franklin risked his life to And a passage between icebergs, and shall we dread to find a passage to eternal summer? Men in L3 witzerland travel up the heights of the Mattcrhorn, w'th alpenstock, and guides, and rockets, and ropes, and getting half way up, stumble and fall down in a liorri- 1 ble massacre. They just wanted to say they had boen on tho tops o? those hi^h peaks. And shall we fear to go out for the ascent of the eternal hills vrhich start a thousand miles beyond where stop the highest peaks of the Alps, and when in that ascent there is no peril? A man doomed to die stepped on the scaffold, and said in jo^: "Now, in ten minutes I will know tho ?reat secret." One minuto after the vital functions ceased, the little child that died ui^uu tviiuw iii'Hc iuuu xmii i*.?:ore he <Iiod. friomls, the exit from this world, or death, if you please to call it, to the Christian is glorious explanation. It is demonstration. It is illumination. It is sunburst. It is the opening of all the windows. It is shutting up the catechism of doubt, and the unrolling of all the scrolls of positive and accurate information. Instead of standing at the foot of the ladder and looking up, it is standing at the top of the ladder and looking down. It is the last mystery taken out of botany and geology and astronomy and theology. Oh, will it not be grand to have all questions answered? The perpetually recurring interrogation point changed for the mark of exclamation. All riddles solved. Who will fear to go out on that discovery, when all the questions are to he decided which we have been discussing a 11 our lives? Who shall not clap his hands in the anticipation of that blessed country, if it be no better than through holy curiosity? As this Paul of my text did not suppress his curiosity, we need not suppress ours. Yes, I have an unlimited curiosity about all religious things, and as this city of Romo was so intimately connected with apostolic times, tho incidents which emphasize and explain and augment tho Christian religion, you will not take it as an evidence of a prying spirit, but as the outbursling of a Christian curiosity when I say I must also see Rome. Our desire to visit this city is also intensified by the fact that we want to be confirmed in the feeling that human life is briof, but its work lasts for centuries, inded for ever. Therefore show us the antiquities of old Rome, about which we have been reading for a lifetime, but nevar seen. In our b?> I loved America, we have no antiquities. A shurch eighty years old overawes us with its age. We have in America some cathedrals hundreds and thousands of years old, but they are in Yellowstone park, or Californian canon, and their architecture and masonry were by the omnipotent God. We want to see the buildings, or ruins of old buildings that were erected hundreds and thousands of years ago by human hands. They lived forty or seventy years, but the arches they lifted, the paintings they penciled, the sculpture they chiseled, the roads they laid out, I understand, are yet to be seen, and we want you j to show them to us. I can hardly wait until Monday morning. I must also see Rome. We want to bo impressed with the fact that what men do on a small scale or large scale lasts a thousand years, lasts forever, that we build for eternity and that we do so in a very short space of time. God is the only old living presenco. But it is an old age without any of the infirmities or limitations of old age. There is a passage of Scripture which spealcs of the birth of the mountains, for there was a time when the Andes were born, and the Pyrenees were born, and the Sierra Novadas were born, but before the birth of those mountains the Bible tells us, God was born, ayo, was never born at all, because He always existed. Psalm xc., 2: "Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever Thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to ever lasting, thou arc uoa." juow snore is numan life, what antiquity attaches to its worth I How everlasting is God! Show us the antiquitios, the things that were old when America was discovered, old when Paul went up and down these streets sight seeing, old when Christ was born, I must. I must also see Rome! Another reason for our visit to this city is 1 that we want to see the places where the mightiest intellects and the greatest natures wrought for our Christian religion. We have been told in America by some people of swollen heads that the Christian religion is a pusillanimous thing, good for children under 7 years of age and small brained people, but not for the intelligent and swarthy minded. We have heard of your Constantino the mighty, who pointed his army to the cross, saying*: uBy this conquer." If there be anything here connected with his reign or his military history, show it to us. The mightiest intellect of the ages was the author of my text, and, if for the Christian religion he was willing to labor and suffer and die, there must be something exalted and sublime and tremendous in it; and show me every place he visited, and show me if you can where he was tried, and which of your roads leads out to Ostia, that I may see where he went out to die. We expect before wo finish this journey to soo Lake Galilee and the places where Simon Peter and Andrew fished, and perhaps we may drop a net or a hook and line into those waters ourselves, but ?when following the track of those lesser apostles I will learn quite another lesson. I wan* while/O this city of Rome to study the religion of the brainiest of the apostles. I want to follow, as far as we can trace it, the track of this great intellect of my text who wanted to see Rome also. He was a logician, he was a metaphysician, he was an all conquering orator ne was a poet or the highest type. He had a nature that could swamp the leading men of his own day, and, hurled against the Sanhedrim, he made it tremble. He learned all he could get in the school of his native village, then he had gone to a higher school, and thero had mastered the Greek and the Hebrew and perfected himself in belles lettres, until, in after years, he astounded the Cretans, and the Corinthians, and the Athenians, by quotations from their own authors. I have never found anything in Carlyle, or Goethe, or Herbert Spencer that could compare in strength or beauty with Paul's epistles. I do not think there is anything in the writings of Sir William Hamilton that show such mental discipline as you find in Paul's argument about Justification and resurrection. I have not found anything in Milton finer in the way of imagination than I can find in Paul's illustrations drawn from tho amphitheatre. There was nothing in Robert Emmet pleading for hie life, or in Edmund Burke arraimin? Warren Hastings in "Westminster Hall, lhat compared with the scene in the court room when, before robed officials, Paul bowed and began his speech, saying: "I think myself happy, King Agrippa, because I shall answer for myself this day." I repeat, that a religion that can capture a man like that must have some power in it. It is time our wiseacres stopped talking as though all the brains of the world were opposed to Christianity. Where Paul leads, we can afford to follow. I am glad to know that Christ has, in the different ages of the world, had in His disciplesnip a Mozart and a Handel in music; a Raphael aud a Reynolds in painting; an Angelo and a Canova in sculpture; a Rush and a Harvey in medicine; a Grotius and a Washington in statesmanship; a Blackstone, a Marshall and a Kent in the law; and the time will come when the religion of Christ will conquer all the observatories and universities, and philosophy will, through her telescope, behold the morning star of Jesus, and in her laboratory see that "all things work together for good," and with her geological hammer discern the "Rock of Ages." Oh, instoad of cowering and shivering when the skeptic stands before us, aud talks of religion as though it were a pusillanimous thing?instead of that, let us take out our New Testament and read the story of Paul at Rome, or come and see this city" for ourselves, and learn that it could have been no weak Gospel that actuated such a man, but that it is an all-conquering Gospel. Aye! for all ages the power of God and the wisdom of God unto salvation. Men, oretnren ana iamers: x laaiiK you for this opportunity of preaching the Gospel to you that are at Kome also. The churches of America salute you. Upon you who are, like' us, strangers in Kome, 1 pray the pn> tecting and journeyiug care of God. Upofl you who are resident hero, I pray grace* mercy and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. After tarrying here' a few days we resume our journey for Palestine, and we shall never meet again, either iu Italy, or America, or what is called the Holy Land, but there is a holier j land, and there wo may meet, saved by the grace that in the same way saves Italian and i American, and there in that supernal clime4 after embracing Him who, by His sufferings on the hill back of Jerusalem, made our heaven possible, and given salutation to our own kindred whose departure broke our hearts on earth, we shall, I think, seek out the traveling preacher and mighty hero of the text who marked out his journey through Macedonia and Achaia to Jerusalem, saying: "After I have been there, I must also see Rome." Ex-Senator Jones, of Florida, is still in Detroit, where he wanders the streets in the last stages of shabbine3s. He i? said to be penniless, and how and where he lives are a mystery. On ordinary subjects his mind is sound, and on political and other publiu matters he talks intelligently and well, but on the subject of his unfortunate love affair his mind is evidently impaired. He refuses to believe that Miss Palms is married, and talks pathetically about ner. Jones has many friends iu Florida who would like to care for him, and, as he declines to leave Detroit, they would seem to be justified in using any means to re-cue him from his unfortunate plight and restore him to the familiar scenes of his State, where he might be cured of his delusions. The eergs of Pacific island turtles are laid in a perpendicular cavity about a yard deep at the bottom of a great circular excavation, which tho female scrapes by whirling around like a fly with its wings singed and violently plying its flippers. ^There are usually over a hundred eggs in a litter. Hundreds of men wore seen at th& Van Wert, Ohio, fair sucking lemons bought on the ground, and they enjoyed the fruit so much that an investigation was made. When a tip was removed from the end good old rye oozed out. Three lemons would lay a man out as stiff as a mummy. a ) : .. . 2^ ' . r TEMPERANCE. HIS EVENING WALK. The rumseller took his evening walk, Past the homes where his victims dwell; Where pale, weak women, of suffering talk, And children, of hunger tell. He hummed a gay air as he passed them by, Nor thought of their hunger or cold; For little cared he for misery's cry, If it filled his pockets with gold. ?George W. Cook. MILWAUKEE'S "SOUVENIRS." It is generally assuinsed by Milwaukeeites that everyone visiting their city has been drawn there by a love of beer. Accordingly, on the recent arrival of the South and Central American excursionists, the Milwaukee Reception Committee boarded the train bearing their distinguished guests and presented them with souvenirs in the shape of small bottles containing lager beer. The next step, of course, was to hustle the travelers to the breweries themselves. Surely no one will maintain that the dignity of the Republic was not fullv sustained by the beer-loving Milwaukee City Fathers!?The Pioneer. _ LIOUOR DRINKING IN PRANCE. Alcoholism and crime go hand in hand in other countries as well as our own. The report of the last International Congress for the Suppression of Alcoholism, which was held in raris from July 29th to August 1st. 1889, affirms that criminality and mental aberration follow a march parallel with the consumption of alcoholic beverages. It appears that during the last fifty years the consumption of alcohol in France has trebled, the number of lunatics has quadrupled, and that crime and suicide are steadily on the increase. It was stated that the number of I crimes and offences against morals is exactly in ratio with the consumption of alcohol. The one obvious lesson which the French people, aud all others, mu3t needs iearn is the wisdom and duty of abstinence.?Temperance Advocate. SIGNIFICANT FIGURES. The standing armies of all Europe are estimated at 28.000,000. including the reserves, and their co3t at $600,000,000 annually. The United States could assume the support of that tremendous armament, pay tne entire military bill of all Europe out-of our cash outlay for liquor, aud still have 1300,000,000 to spare if tne liquor outlay was stopped. Can we afford to let it go on? It woula be a yet truer comparison to liken these liquor employes to an invading army of 500,000 men. If they were to turn their attention to burglary, and each steal $1800 per year, and out of every ten kill his man every year? which would be unusually prosperous and unusually murderous burglary?still they would not be as destructive as now. For this leaves out all the indirect cost, and we cannot count less than 60,000 deaths from intemperance every year, many carrying the estimate to 100,000. Hence, so far from counting the support of these liquor employes as a deduction from the total drink cost" it is an added item?the support of half a million non-producers. Their work in any productive industry, at a reasonable average for all grades of skill employed, would be $1300,000,000. They would add at least that much to the national wealth, which is now a dead loss, and must be carried to the debit side. THE BEER DELUSION. The claim that beer is a healthy drink is the greatest of delusions. It bloats and makes fat the drinker while sapping the strength of both body and mind. Even beer drinkers are fast finding this out. The Mil- I waukee Sentinel reports i'teodore ttooseveit, former member of the New York Legislature, as saying: "Do you know," said Mi*. Roosevelt, holding up his glass and looking through the amber-hued liquid, "that there is not a thought in a hogshead of beer; that there is not an idea in a whole brewery? I mean," continued the New York politician, "that nothing of merit was ever written under the inspiration of lager beer. It stupefies without invigorating, and its effect upon the brain is to stagnate thought. Do not imagine that I am a temperance orator. I am simply comparing stimulants. Some of the brightest of literary efforts have been made while under the influence of spirituous liquor, taken by the poor, overworked author to avoid a complete physical and mental collapse. I shall wait to see if any man can write anything who has a drop ol' beer in his system." Bon fort's Wine and Spirit Circular, which good authority in this case, speaking of the discrimination of the Government in favor of beer, says: "ir we were getting a Dester Deer mere would be room for some toleration of this governmental favoritism; but, unhappily, the quality of American beer is steadily deteriorating, and already there are thousands of well-informed people who scrupulously refuse to touch it on account of its injurious effects."' Again it says: "It is notorious that our brewers seldom drink their own beer or the product of any other brewery. At the places which they frequent and at which they take their msals, or at public picnics and summernights' festivals wnich are attended by brewers, it is generally noticed that these men drink anything but beer. If beer is healthy, why do our brewers refuse to drink beer?" The Scientific American says: "It is our observation that beer-drinking in this country produces the very lowest kind of inebriety, "closely allied to criminal insanity. The most dangerous class of ruffians in our large cities are beer-drinkers. Intellectually, a stupor amounting almost to paralysis arrests the reason, changing all the higher faculties into a mere animalism, sensual, selfish, sluggish, varied only with paroxysms of anger, senseless and brutal." TEMPERANCE NEWS AND NOTES. I Five thousand children are connected with the York (Eng.) Band of Hope. The Church of England has just compelled all its clergy who hold brewery stock to sell it out. Cbvi?jer must be pretty bad for boys, when a .I,- >y only five years old had to be treated in a Berlin hospital for delirium tremens. The greatest treasure of a nation is manhood. Anything that destroys that is an immeasurable curse. And that is the size of the liquor curse. The W. C. T. U., of Montreal, Canada, reports 1000 children in that city under the influence of special temperance teaching in loyal legions and bands of hope. Dr. B. W. Richardson says: "Not one of the transmitted wrongs, physical or mental, is moi e certainly passed on to those yet unborn than the wrongs which are inflicted by alcohol." Mrs. Mary C. Leavitt. of Boston, who is on a temperance advocating tour around the world, has lately been the guest of John Bright's sister, Mrs. Lucas, in London. Mrs. Leavitt has traveled 70,000 miles since she set out in 1884. ^he Rev. Dr. Lorimer has returned to Chicago after a considerable tour in Europe. "In London," he says, "what struck me as most important was that there are no open salhons on Sunday, excepting for about an hour in the middle of the day and an hour at night." Rccent statistical reports of the causes of insanity, observed in the insane hospitals and asylums of England during the ten years from 1ST" to 18S". show that cases of insanity among men arise from intemperance, whereas the entire number of cases due ! to all kinds of mental trouble was only j lo.-'VH. John Roach, an old campaigner who draws j a pension from the British^ Government, boasted in a Tonawanda (N. Y.) saloon that he could beat the world drinking whisky. On a wager Roach drank a quart of rye in just j two and one-half minutes. ne csnea ior ? | pint more, but before it was measured he I dj-opped dead. We cannot all do as we would Iikoto do in j this world. Our feline pets may give us hy| dropbobia as well as our canine. Now, al! Though it is imp*-:)cti-altle to inuzzie cats, we do not on that account hesitate ;o muzzle I dogs. So, also, though we canuot altogether I suppress private drinking, we can prohibit I the common sale of drink. In appearance the beer drinker may be the picture of health, but in reality he is most I incapable of resisting disease. A slight inj jury, a severe cold, or a shock to the body or i mind will commonly provoke acute disease,. i ending fatally. Compared with other inebriates who use different kinds of alcohol, he is more incurable and more generally diseased, j Tho price of whisky was reduced ten to j fifteen cents a gallon during tho past year and a further reduction of three cents has taken place recently. This is due to the success attending the efforts of the whisky trust, and makes the poison even more accessible to those who have, through drink, al- j ready nearly reached the bottom of their- j fortunes. j H mm IeligiousjeadinH in n ,:Give me this day, dear Lord," I cried, "Some blessed station near Thy side; "Some work in very deed for thee, That I may know Thy need of me." y S Thus pleading, praying, up and down./ '* I wandered, searching field and town.. - .'j 1 Intent on task, the very best, . i Eluding still my eager quest. And morn to noonday brightened: night Drew slowly toward the fading height, Till I, low kneeling at the throne With empty hands made weary moan: "Thou hadst not any room for me! No work was mine, dear Christ, for Thee!" Then sudden on my blurring sight Swept majesty and love and light. The Master stood before me there , In conscious answer to my prayer. He touched mine eyes, In shame I blushed, In shame mv weak comolainine hushed! For, lo! all day, the swift hours thronglk The work. Christ-given, for me to do. In mine own house had slighted been, And I. convicted so of sin. Could only lift my look to His, The grace of pardon ask for this. That I wandered far and wide, Instead of watching at His side; That I had yet to learn bow sweet The home tasks at the Master's feet. ?Margaret E. Sangsttr. -4m THE POWEK OF COXVICTIOtf. This is the greatest need of the world. Has this'power departed? Has it, in any Jga serious decree, diminished in its practical effects? We should not answer these and kindred questions with undue haste. Oar present field of Christian labor may be encompassed about with peculiar difficulties, such as require patient continuance in welt-, j j doing in an extraordinary sense. Time jB may be requisite in order to break t&e~V crust of selfishness and indifference that has ^ come upon the souls that we would save. Marked exhibitions of this divine power .4* may seem to a weary worker to be wanting in a community, when in reality it is pree- ' ent. Under such circumstances let 08 never give way to discouragement. We rejoice, however, when there cornea to our notice some wonderful change suddenly wrought in a depraved heart by the ; Holy Spirit. Without doubt, coula we know how widely and effectually He is /?? working among men,innumerable instances of this kind would rebuke our unbelief. INSPIRED BT THE GLORY OP JEHOVAH. The Rev. William Tennent of the Presbyterian church, after preaching one Sabbath morning, walked into the woods to spend rho miss inn was ri?flp<*t.irnr on fhfl infinite wisdom of God as manifested in all his works, and particularly in tie wonderful ' method of salvation throueh the death and sufferings of His beloved Son. This subject, suddenly opened upon his mind with such a flood of light tbat his views on the glory and the infinite majesty of Jehovah were so ^ great as to overwhelm him; and he fell almost lifeless to the ground. When , he had revived a little, all he could do was to raise a fervent prayer that God would withdraw himself from him, or he must perish under a view of His ineffable glory. Overstaying his time, some of the elaera" went in search of him, and found him prostrate on the ground, unable to rise, and incapable of informing them of' the cause. They raised him up. and after a time took him to the church. He remained silent for a considerable time, earnestly supplicating Almighty God to hide Himself from bim, that ne might be enabled to address His people. He then spoke to them as a man inspired. LOVE FOR THE SAVED. Traveling down the Ohio river on 'a steamer, a gentleman passenger's attention ^ was called to the pilot, who was a coarse \ f looking man. "The captain informed he said, "that three weeks ago, as the boat \ was eoing through the rapids, the pilot called mm to taue tne neira. ae naa just seen a boy struggling for life in the rapids. He sprang into a mere skiff, and ventured himself among the boiling waters without an oar, and saved the boy. I went jup to the brave man and spoke to him: 'Do you ever see the boy whom vou saved?' 'Yes,' v he answered, ' at every trip he comes . down to the boat to" see me.' 'And how do you feel when you see him ?' 'More than I can tell you,' he replied, 'more intense interest than in any of my own seven at home, for whom Ihave run no risk.'" How true it is that "there is joy in heaven over one sinner that repenteth more than over ninety and nine just persons who need no repentance." How must Jesus regard those for whose rescue from everlasting * deith He has given His life? Will He not regard them with more interest than the angels for whom He runs no risk ??Christian Wilncu. WHICH ? Shail the glad, tender story of the coming of the royal Babe to find and redeem Mis little ones of earth be brought before our children at the comine Christmas time? Or shall we celebrate the advent of merry Santa Claus or Kriss Kringle? The question ought not to be a difficult one for a company of Christian teachers to decide. And yet it will be discussed?not presented in just this form indeed?and in far too many cases Kriss Kringle. or Santa Claus. will carry the day! Practical busi- * nesssens) will "rule. "We must have as good an entertainment as our neighbors, or tne people won't come, and the thing must be made to pay." hut suppose the question of dollars and cents be dropped, and the matter be approache I from the other-world point of view, will not some of the recitations and col'oquies and "broom drills" and spectacular effects be dispensed with? A beautiful young girl was found by a midnight missionary in a wretched dance house. Terrified at* her own rapid descentAy? she was glad to listen to a friendly voice.x "What led you from church and Sunday . school and sweet home life to the stage?' a ked hex friend. "I learned to love the stage when a Sundav school girl. They always called upon me to take part in the Sunday school entertainments," was the unexpected reply. A little girl of five years, who has recited in public many times already, was heard to refuse to appear on one Sunday-school occasion. "Do vou think I am going to speak before such a small audiencer" saia me uttie maid, indignantly. Is it mat'er of small import or not to nourish pride, love of dress and display, and vain self-satisfaction in young hearts? Would that Sunday-school committee* on entertainments would "think upon these things!" ?Sunday-school Journal. It is a great and marvelous thing to be a Christian, and God lays more stress on that than on the sacrament. For the Christian is not made for the sake of the sacrament, but the sacrament was instituted for the sake of the Christian.?Luther. Our children, relations, friends, honors, houses, lands and endowments, the goods of nature and fortune, nay, even of grace itself, are only lent. Jt is our misfortune, and it may be added, our sin, to fancy they are given." We start, therefore, and are angry when the loan is callcd in. We think ourselves masters, when we are only stewards, and forget that to each of us it will one dav be said, Give an account of thy stewardship."?JJitbop fforne. TVTPHXATIUXAL CONVENTION'. , rfturwa&w For some time anions the temperance men in tliis city there has beeu mucn talk of an international Temperance Convention. to be heid here in 18'J2 during the World's Fair. We are glad to see that the National Tempera tier Advocate, is urging the project. By all means have the leaders from all over the world come together and compare methods and exchange ideas. It will do good. The National Temperance Society is the origani zation to push the project to success. Let it' take the lead, and we will all give a helping . hand.? Voics. ' N ' SLUM SALOONS." "Slum saloons?" Are there any other,pray? Is the shop where a job is finished worse than any other where it is begun or passed along? Is it the last step in a flight of stairs any worse in character than those above it? Lj a thief in broad cloth any less a thief than in rags? Let us away with these distinctions. ^ They are all slum saloons.?Day Dawn.