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CHAPTER IT.
[continued.]
"Would I know him again?" I replied
rather warmly. "Why, his ugly
face hasn't been out of my sight since
I saw it. Would I know him? Well
just let me get my fingers on his accursed
throat. His own father would
not know him then!"
Mr. Snell's little eyes opened at my
warmth. He was about to reply, when
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Kaiston reiurueu. iur.
folly changed the subject.
On January 9th we saw in the distance
a long, shadowy fringe on the
horizon. It looked like land. I asked
the captain if it was such. He replied:
"Yes, that is land. It is the Island
of Formosa. We are now entering
the China Sea."
The China Sea interested me only
as the stretch of water that then sepaated
us from Hong Kong. As we began
to drew so near to the end of our
journey, I felt a feverish anxiety to
hasten through with our affair.
It had become my habit of late to
meditate on deck at night. Some- j
times Langston and Ralston went.
Sometimes only one or the other
would be with me. Sometimes I went
alone.
On the night of the day we passed
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Ralston was reading, and Langston
was busily engaged in conversation
with an Indian army officer. They
said they would be up later. 1 did
not object to being alone. My
thoughts kept me company. I liked
to stand by the rail and muse over
the possibilities of what was before
us. I knew they were wide and various.
Knowing that my two friends
were coming to join me, I did not turn
when I heard a footstep behind me.
"Fine evening, thees," said the
voice of Mr. Gambok Snell. "Are
you enjoying that moonlight, Meester
Creekmore?"
"I am enjoying the prospects of
landing much more," I replied.
"Vary good. But have you notis,
Creekmore, what a queer light comes
from the Chipa. Sea when the moon
dance in its leetle waves?'*
I bad not lioticed. I leaded over the
rail, and there surely was a peculiarity
in the emerald sheen that was re
fleeted from the water. I bent low,
admiring the pretty effect.
In an instant I was seized from behind
in an iron grip. I turned quickly,
but was at a disadvantage. Before
I could cry out, I received a stunning
blow on the head. Only half
conscious, I felt myself lifted and
shoved over the rails.
A hateful voice sounded in my ears:
"Now you can't identify, anybody,
can you, Crickmore?"
The wipd whistled past my face; I
fell. I felt the waters close over me.
I had been thrown overboard by Gambok
Snell.
I was powerless to utter a sound as
I went down. I struck the water
head first as clean as though I had
taken a dive for sport.
The momentum of the ship and the
height from which I had fallen sent
me deep into the sea. Down?down
I went, until in a half-conscious way
I wondered if I was ever going to
m stop. I do not know how far down I
went or how long it took me to get
there?probably not many seconds?
when I felt a rush of cold water. The
coldness of the water restored my
senses, but I was absolutely powerless.
The rush of the water was
tremendous. It whirled me and
turned me upside down, rolled me
over and over and swept me away like
a piece of paper. It flashed over me
that I was in one of those swift submarine
currents so common in the
south seas. Some of these independent
currents are said to travel at
a greater rate of speed than a mile a
minute. The one that had me in its
grasp was not the slowest of its kind.
What has ever since seemed to me
a most remarkable thing, but which
did not seem at all strange then, was
the fact that I did not lose my presence
of mind. I could 4o nothing, it
is true. I was helpless in the grasp
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this that I held my breath and let the
great force sweep me aloug unresisting.
Since boyhood I had been a good
swimmer. Hours and hours I bad
spent in the water, floating, diving,
swimming under water, and I had, in
my library in San Francisco, several
medals that I had taken in college
aquatic contests. This training now
stood me in good stead.
It was possible for me to hold my
breath under water for some minutes.
But it seemed like five years to me
shooting along under the China Sea.
It was probably just about five minutes
before that icy current let go its
grasp. Feeling the warmer and calmer
waters around me. I shot upward with
a mighty stroke. I felfc, rather than
saw the light through the rapidly shallowing
water as I neared the surface.
I also felt the decrease in the pressure.
A few more strokes and I
breathed again.
I looked around me.
The good ship City of Rio do Janeiro?or
what I supposed to be her?
was visible in the far distance, just a
dark streak and a cloud of smoke
marking her course. It was plain that
no help could be expected from her.
Even if they had been aware of my
catastrophe at once, I was so quickly
carried out of their reach that they
would give me up. I wondered how
Langston and Ralston would learn of
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my loss, ana n tney wouiu suspect
Gambok Snell. I did not think the
latter probable. The fellow was actor
enough to be the first to break the
news of my "accident" and to be at
the eame time the most grief-stricken
person on board.
The Island of Formosa could not be
seen. I judged from the direction iu
which I lay from the ship, that Formosa
was on the other side of her. I
did not know north from south, but I
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knew tliat -when we bad passed Formosa
we bad been south of it. This Ted
me to believe that I had been carried
south by the current. Later events
proved this, although I greatly miscalculated
the distance, and was proboUltr
m.'ctolron in annnnsirxr fhp smokfi
IiXKJIJ UilOlOUVU AAA ? I
saw to be from the ship I had left. I
floated for some little time on my back,
until I had fully recovered my breath.
Then I scanned the horizon, for something
that promised hope of shelter,
but I saw nothing. I thought of
sharks, but, as none were in sight, I
hoped to escape those dreaded monsters
of the deep. So far as swimming
any distance was concerned, I
had no fear. I could without difficulty
remain on top and propel myself
whither I wanted to go. But my great
danger was exhaustion from hunger.
I did not know how long I would be
compelled to sustain myself in the
water, and if hunger made me its vie- j
tim I knew I was lost.
The thing to do, then, was to make
the best speed while I could.
I started off"with a long, easy stroke.
The water of the China Sea is very
salt and gives great buoyancy to a
floating body. My only work was to
propel myself.
Without stopping I swam forward for
about an hour. I was a rapid swimmer,
j but the distance covered was but a
dot in the vast expanse of water. Then
I rested a moment aud raising my
head as high as I could I took another
survey of the horizon. To my
great joy, I saw far away?in the
direction toward which I had been
going?what appeared to be land. I
could see no trees or evidences 01
vegetation of any kind. Probably
this was an island of rock. I had
heard that there were many such off
the Chinese coast. But whatever it
was, it afforded hope; and with renewed
courage I swept the water
again with my vigorous strokes and
started toward the speck. The island
may have been two miles away or it
may have been five. Distance is almost
annihilated in the clear moonlight
of this region. All that I know
of the distance is that I swam about
four hours before I got near enough
to telL what it really was.
I saw the barest rock, rearing its
bald head high above the water. Bock
?nothing but rook. But even that
was something, and I gathered myself
for a final effort. Curling myself up
in a knot I succeeded in getting off
my shoes. Then my coat I flung from
me. I would hare liked to save the
coat, bat I knew it would retard my
progress, and I had a long distance
yet to swim. I was fighting for life,
so the -coa? went with the shoes.
I did not seek to increase my stroke.
I wished, rather, to husband my
strength. It was well I did so. The
rock prayed to be farther away than I
imagined. But, at last, I had the
great joy of being near enough to see
the greenish-white foam from the
waters that broke upon its base. I
had met with no greater danger than
the water itself. I had no doubt that
these southern seas swarmed with
man-eating monsters, but the help of
a Higher Power must have been with
me, for I saw not one.
I reached the rock.
My heart sank within me, for its
sides were as smooth and as pernanrli^nlnT*
nn t.lift swift nf a house.
There was no handhold or foothold.
The frowning stone rose high above
me, cold, inhospitable, pitiless. I
started to swim around it.
The rock covered, I should judge,
if reduced to figures, about four acres,
but it was like swimming around a
continent to me, so hopeless had I
become. There was no other land in
sight. My hope of life hung on this
rock.
At last, having swum more than
halfway round, I found an opening
that surprised me. A gateway was
formed by two jutting crags. This
opening led into an inclosure?a
miniature bay or inland sea, not more
than fifty feet in extent, or perhaps a
hundred, in which the water was perfectly
calm, and would be so in any
weather, for it was absolutely sheltered
from the wind. I weijt through the
gateway, which was about twelve feet
wide. Inside the inclosure I found,
on one side, what appeared to be a
rough steppjng-place in the rock.
On each side was an iron ring securely
fastened.
The sight of%anything that betokened
the presence of a human being in
that waste was something of a shock,
But there was hope in those rings for
me.
By a great effort I reached one of
the rings and drew myself upward.
It was no light task to scale that rock
even by aid of the ring and the roughhewn
step. I put forth my entire
strength. I stretched, reached,
climbed, crawled and glued myself to
tbe rock like a mollusk. I was savicg j
my own life. A man performs wonder- ]
ful feats of strength under those circumstances.
At last I stood on a flat table-rock. |
It was bare and barren. I had found ]
a resting-place, but no more. Not a
sign of sustaining food. I could not
eat rock, and I saw nothing else. I
saw in my luture notmng out a linger!
ing death from starvation. Had I any
j kind of a contrivance with which I
! could fish, I would gladly have deI
voured some of the finny inhabitants
| of the deep without any cooking, but
I had nothing.
I began to despair.
It is not a plensant thing to look
death in the face at any time. It is
simply horrible to see it staring you
out of countenance when you are in
full nri<!KA<;<;inr) nf Kfcrprinnfi
! faculties, and especially so when that
death will'certainly be of a lingering
kind, preceded by the pangs of hunger,
shooting pains of the most violent
kind through the body, a frightful
mental excitemeut and even madness
itself, then exhaustion and death. All
i this I thought of, and resolved, if it
came to the worst, that before my
miad gave tvay I would leap froin the
rock and destroy myself before the
suffering was too great to bear.
But I was calm, wonderfully calm,
as it seems to me now as I look back
upon the awful situation. I even
smiled,\with a grim sort of ghastly appreciation
of my predicament.
"If I can't eat," I said to myself
aloud, my voice echoing from the high
rock behind me, "I can at least rest?
and I will."
I stretched myself on the fiat rock,
with no covering but my wet clothes
and the brilliant stars above me.
I was exhausted. I fell asleep.
When I woke the sun was high and
the rock was warm. My clothes had
dried and I was covered with a coating
of salt. My arms ana legs were sun,
and I ached in every inch of my body.
The rough stone had not been a comfortable
bed, but the long sleep had
refreshed me?mentally, at least. I
got up and straightened out the kinks
in my joints.
I was very hungry.
This was the beginning of my slow
death. I realized this, and the bitterness
of despair was upon me. I even
contemplated casting myself into the
sea to end it all.
I had read of Robinson Crusoe. His
was luck, indeed, compared to my
miserable outlook. I would find here
no man Friday to keep me company;
no goats to give me refreshing milk;
no grain to sow and reap in the future;
no ground to sow it in if I did. Hero
was none of the good fortunes of the
famous Swiss family Robinson, who
were cast away on a supposed desert
island, and found ready for their
teaching all the adjuncts of a successful
stockfarm. I would train no zebra
to carry me. I would find no
bread-fruit-tree to give me life. I
would find nothing but death. To all
intents and purposes I was dead.
Nothing known of man could save me,
Eut even a dying man abandons
hope grudgingly. I determined before
the end came to thoroughly inspect
the rock, hoping I knew not What?
possibly to find some food swept there
from a passing ship; possibly to find
something left by a wayfarer like myself;
possibly to penetrate and solve
the mystery of the presence of the
iron rings. ,
I picked my way from the flat rock
upon which I stood, over a ledge of
limestone leading around the little inlet
of water. The ledge seemed hewn
by hand, but not of recent date. It
was above highwater mark. No action
of the tide had done it. And it
was too rough for that. What was
more, I thought I could see the marks
of cutting-tools. I carefully followed
tne leage, wmcn lea 10 a uibyiuu
in the rock, down iuto which?oh,
joy!?some rnde steps were cat.
Down into this pit they led, and
my heart bounded with hope. The
interior of the pit was securely above
the waves, sheltered by the high surrounding
rock. An overhanging wall
kept out the rain. Now I began to
think of Monte Cristo. What if I
found there vast treasures in gold or
silver or precious stones? Well, what
if I did? I asked myself again. I
would simply die in.the midst of it all
unless the lawful or unlawful owners
of it came there and succored me.
There was greater danger of them
killing me. So the discovery of what
might prove to be the hiding-place of
the famed and feared pirates of the
South Seas was not going to help me.
Gingerly I went down the Btone
steps. There were at least one hundred
of them, and I knew, when I
reached the bottom, that I was below
the level of the sea.
CHAPTER Y.
A CHINESE MONTE CRISTO.
I was in the bottom of a great, fannel-like
pit, with a solid wall of rock
around me.
I could see no opening, not even a
hole large enough to put a finger
through. What, then, was the purpose
of the stairs? I sat down on the
bottom step and tried to think. I had
heard and read all kinds of treasure
islands, but I could recall no mention
of any where time had been spent in
hewiug stone steps that led to nowhere.
It might be that the pit was used for
storing goods by the pirates of the
coast, and at this time happened to be
empty. The glimmer of hope I had
felt when I discovered the stairs now
left me, and my hunger came back
with renewed pangs.
What a miserable fate! To die there
alone, leaving no word or sign that
could ever reach my friends to tell
them of my unhappy end!
It was hard to die eo. No one to
care for me in my last moments; no
smooth pillow for my weary head when
the madness of fever was upon me!
Nothing but stone?stone?stonel
[to ee continued. ]
Tho Great Treacle Trick.
The tragedy actually took plaoe in
Liverpool. He was wearing what is
known as a "top-hat," and one many
sizes too large. Entering a shojj
where, among other delicacies, treacle j
was vended, he asked to bo supplied |
with so many pounds of the same.
"Have you got auything to put it |
iu?'fc asked the shopkeeper.
The customer, with an abstracted
look common to forgetful people, replied
he had not, but, as though the
ingenious idea had ju9t struck him,
added: "Never mind, pat it in thi'?,"
at the same time handing over his old
chapeau.
The grocer, sniggering at the ridiculous
situation, proceeded to weigh
out the treacle, and then bent forward
; to count the change for the sovereign
the buyer put down. An instaut later
! and the "customer" had fized the
vendor's head with a sticky prison.
"Stop thief!" the latter screamed,
but before he could grope his -.vay to
the street the eccentric purchaser
had possessed himself of the contents
j of the till and walked luisurely
I away.
lue treacie run uu.wi it> uw .-,
| anil passers-by were too much
amused at the grocer's "strange
freak" to prcmotly render ''first aid."
-Tit-Bits.
A Prize For a Hardy Yellow Roue.
Mr. Luther Burbar.k, whoso first
achievement in hybridizing produced
the Burbanb potato (which is the
standard potato of the world), is now
experimenting atPhis Santa Rosa ranch
in au attempt to produce a yellow
rose sufficiently hardy to live outdoors
all winter in New England. If
he succeeds, an Eastern florist wil1
pay him 310,000 for the secret.
8 THE REALM
2-v-^ trvs* ?ar^ ^-v"^ rf-v*
New York Citt (Special).?Nickel
gray taffeta, shoeing corded stripes of
wedge wood blue, is here delightfully
combi ned with blue satin in that popular
shade. The waist and sleeves
A POPULAR BLOUSE WAIST.
are made on the bias. The backs fit
smoothly and may be made with or
without the centre seam. The fronts
are arranged over fitted linings that
close in centre. Their front edges
are deeply nnderfaced with the plain
satin and rolled back to form pretty
pointed lapels, the back edges extending
over the under-arm gores of'the
lining. Single side pleats are laid at
the shoulder seam, which give graceiul
fulness over the bust. A double
box-pleat is formed in centre of the
woof, which is sewed to the
right front lining, and closes over on
the left. A standing collavof the plain
satin, to the top of which a scalloped
flare portion is joined, completes the
neck, and the wrinkled stock of ribbon
may be worn or not, as preferred.
The two-seam sleeves have a becoming
fulness gathered at the top, the
wrists being finished by scalloped
flare cuff portions of the plain satin.
Some handsome combinations can be
developed by the mode, as the vest,
jcollar and cuffs may be of lace, tuckling,
corded taffeta or other contrasting
material. When made of pique
I or other cotton wash fabrics, the linj
:
WOMAN'S "WA.I:
ing may bo omitted and the vest portion
closed under rever.
Waists in this style made of black
or colored satin, taffeta, peau de soie
or poplin, may have the collar with
plastron finished separately and made
adjustable with hooks and eyes on
Imf.V* qi/Ioa nf frrvnf Thia qIIawq
introduction of other separate fronts
with stock collars, which imparts
charming variety to dressy wa'sts.
To make this waist for a woman of
medium size will require three yards
of material thirty inches wide.
Canity Mude at Home.
Gray crepeline de soie and white
tuck-shirred chiffon-are charmingly
combined in the large illustration, the
trimming of ruched satin ribbon being
in a darker shade of gray. Dame
Faslyon revels in dainty fabrics this
season, and the fact that chiffon yoking
in this and many other styles can
be bought all ready for use makes
home dressmaking an easy accomplishment.
Fitted linings support ]
the over-fronts and back, that show
prettily scalloped edges in tlie latest
design. Tbe fronts may be arranged
over the yoke portion of plastron, and j
together closed invisibly at the left ;
shoulder, arm's-eye and under-arm j
seams, or they may open in the centre j
and the full plastrou only close at tbe j
shoulder and arm's-eye, as shown in j
the small sketch. The sleeves are
faced at the top with the truck-shirred
chiffon, the material being shaped and
trimmed in scalloped outline, to harmonize
with the waist. The lining j
backs are faced in deep-yoke effect, |
the over-backs shaped and trimmed to I
match the fronts, having a slight fnl- >
uess, which is drawn snugly to the \
waist line. The skirt comprises live
gores, which are shaped in pointed I
outline a: the lower edge, and to \
wbicli is joined a full circular flounce !
that reaches over half-way to the belt
in the back. A smooth-fitting adjustment
is rendered by the shaping of,
the gores over the hips, and the ful- J
ness in the back is arranged in flat
underlying pleat9 that meet in the
centre over the placket, where they
are closed with silk buttons and loops.
The flounce flares in gracelul ripples
all around, the fashionable dip being i
given in the back with perforations j
that shape to rc-und length.
Stjligh combinations bj the mode.
OF FASHION. I
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may be curried oat in plain ami dotte
or figured silk or satin foulard, the
flounce of skirt matching the yoke
and caps of sleeves. An exceedingly
dressy black gown had the waist,
sleeves and upper portion of skirt of
jet spangled net, the shirred yoke,
tops of sleeves aDd flounce being of
plain iJrusseis net, trimmed wimruou
ings of the net and satin ribbon. Folds
of turquoise-blue velvet showed at the
top of tbe pointed collar and under
faced tbe flariup wrists. Tbe mode
suggests possibilities for remodelling,
which are always acceptable to borne
dressmakers.
To make this waist for a woman ol
medium size will require one and a
half yards of material forty -four inche;
wide. To make the skirt will requitt
five and a half yards of eame-widtlj
material.
Duck Outlnc Skirts.
Duck skirts are essentially outing
skirts,and should never under any circumstance
be made long. They are
either built to clear tbe ground 01
short enough for golfing and the
wheel. It is futile to depend uooa
tnein ior wnat may db rermea a
"dressy" function. The very latest
duck skirts are cut with a little fulness
in the back, which is laid under
pleats. The outing or golftskirts button
at one side of the front seam. The
sailor hat continues to be the most upto-date
for sporting purposes, and the
newest shape differs little from that of
last season. As the season advauces
fewer linen collars are seen, and chiffon,
lace and net stocks and neckties
are worn with shirt waists.
Whito Pique Skirt*.
Skirts of white pique with tunic
overakirt o? white embroidery are
novelties of the season. They are worn
with bodice of embroidery, or of
pique, with revera or vest of embroidery,
or are used on separate skirts
with shirt waists. Theyaro effective
worn with the little scarlet jackets
that will be as popular ou beach and
piazza as they are on the links.
Waist Willi Unique Shaping.
Polka dotted foulard in dove-gray
and black made this handsome waist,
the collar, yoke and cuffs being edged
ifellff
ST AND SKIHT.
with stitchcd bias folds of black satin.
A stylish feature of the waist is the
unique shaping of the yoke and collar.
Two box pleats are formed in each
front, a third being taken up on the
right front edge, which laps over the
deep hem on left, closing with studn
j or buttons in centre. Three backward
turning pleats are laid on each side of
I centre back, which are joined to the
j top to a straight yoke liuing, the plaits
J being overlapped closely at the waist
! line with pleasing effect. The box
j plaits at shoulder edges of front arc
i brought together and joined to the
front edges of lining yoke, the yoko of
i mateiial with its rounded edges bciug
arranged to overlap the pleats in front
and back.
The neck is completed with a band
in regular shirt waist style, and tho
stock collar is made separately to close
i:i centre back. The shirt waist
sleeves are correctly shaped, being
both stylish aud comfortable. Gathers
adjust the fulness at top and bottom,
! slashes at the back being finished
j with laps in the nsi al way.
The cuffs have rounded corners aud
i close with link cuff buttons.
Attractive waists may be mado by
this pattern of silk, fine woo! or cotton
wash fabrics and the regulation
BOI-rL^ATKP SHIRT WAIST.
lineu collar may be substituted for
the stock, if so preferred.
To make tbis waist for a lady of
medium si/,* will requite three ami
oue-half yRvds ofmlerial thirty iuclies
wid?.
j DP-TALMAGES SERMON.]
SUNDAY'S DISCOURSE BYTHE NOTED
DIVINE.
subject: "Yon Can't Cheat God"?Ife Will
Welsh Oar Acts With Perfect Ualances
?Opportunities Measured Against Sins
?Personal Responsibility For Errors.
[Copyright, Louis Klopsch, 189?.]
! Washisotox, D. 0.?In these days of
noral awakening this pointed sermon by
| Dr. Talmage on personal responsibility beI
fore God will be read with a deep and sol:
emn interest; text, Daniel v., 27. "Thou
I art weighed in the balance and found
j wanting."
Babylon was the paradise of architecture,
| and driven out from thence the grandest
| buildings of modern times are only the
I evidence of her full. Tbe site having been
i selected for the city, 2,000,000 men were
employed In the rearing of her walls and
: the building of her works. It was a city
I sixty miles in circumference. There^vasa
trench nrll around tbe city, from which the
material tor tbe building of tbe city bad
been digged. There were twenty-flve
gates on eaoh side of the city; between
every two eates a tower of defense springing
into the skies; from each gate on
the one side, a street running straight
through to tbe corresponding gate on the
other side, so that there were fifty streets
fifteen miles long. Through the city ran a
branch of the river Euphrates. This river
sometimes overflowed itfl banks, and. to
keep it from ruining the city, a lake was
constructed into which tbe surplus water
of the river would run during, the time of
freshets, and the water was kept In this
artificial lake until time of drought, and
then this water would stream down over
the city. At either end of the bridge spanning
this Euphrates there was a palace?
the one palace a mile and a half around,
the other palace seven and a half miles
around.
Tho wife of ^ebuobadnezzar bad been
born and brought up in the country, and
in a mountainous region, and ehe could
not bear this flat district of Babylon, and
so, to please bis wife, Nebuchadnezzar
built in thq midst of the city a mountain
inn faat ViIr?V? TKla mAnnfoln woo Km 11* nnf
into terraces supported on arobes. On the
top o! these arohes a layer ot Sat stones,
on tbe top of that a layer of reeds and bitumen,
on the top of that two layers of
bricks closely cemented, on the top
of that a heavy sheet of lead, and on
the top of that the soil placed?the soil
bo deep that a Lebanon oedar had room
to anchor its roots. There were pumps
worked by mighty machinery, fetching
up the water from the Euphrates' to
this hanging garden, as it was called,
go that there were fountains spouting into
the sky. Standing below and looking up,
it must have seemed as if the olouds were
in blossom, or as though the sky leaned on
the shoulder of a cedar. Ail this Nebuchadnezzar
did to please his wife. Well, she
ought to have been pleased. I suppose she
was pleased. If that would not please her,
nothing would. There was in that olty
ulso the temple of Belus, with tower*?one
tower the eighth of a mile high, inwhioh
there wua an observatory where astronomers
talked to the stars. there was in
that temple an image, just one image,
which would oost what would be our 150,000.000.
t>b, what a olty! The earth never saw
anything like it. never will see anything
like it, aud yet I have to tell you that it is
going to be destroyed. The king and his
princes are at a feast. They areal! intoxicated.
Pour out tbe rloh wine into the
chalices! Drink to tbe health of tbe king)
Drink to the glory of Babylon! Drink to a
great future! Athousand lords reel Intoxicated.
The king seated upon.a chair,- with
vacant look, as intoxicated men will*-with
vacant look stared at the wall. But soon
that vacant look takes on intensity, and
it Is an affrighted look, and all the
princes begin to look and wonder what is
the matter, and they look at the same point
on the wall, and then there drops a darkness
into the room that puts out tbe blaze of
the golden plate, and out of the sleeve of
the darknesB th?re comes a finger?a finger
of the fiery terror cirollng around and circling
around as though it would write, and
then it comes up and with sharp tip of
flame it inscribes on tbe plastering on tbe
wull tbe doom of the king: "Weighed in
the balanees and found wanting." The
bang of heavy fiats against the gates of the
palace is followed by the breaking in of
the doors. A thousand gleaming Knives
strike into 1000 quivering hearts. Now
death is king, and he is seated on a throne
of corpses. In that hall there Is a balance
lifted. God swung it. On one side of the
balance are put Belshazzur's opportunities,
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Belsbazzar's sins. The sins come dowu.
His opportunities go up. Weighed in the
balances?found wanting.
There has been a great deal of cheating
In our country with false weights and
measures and balances, and the Government,
to change that etiite of things, appointed
Commissioners, whose business it
was to stamp weights and measures and
balances, and a great deal of the wrong
has been corrected. But still, alter all,
there is no such thing as a perfect balance
on earth. The cbalu may break or some
of the metal may be clipped or in some way
the equipoise may be disturbed. You cannot
always depend upon earthly balances.
A pound is not always a pound, and you
may puy for one thing and get another,
but, in the balance whioh is suspended to
the throne of God, a pound is a pound and
right is right and wrong is wrong and a
soul is a soul and eternity is eternity.
flm\ hflfl n bushel nnd a Der
feet peck and a perfect gallon. When
merchants weigh their goods la the
wroDg way, then the Lord weight the
goods again. If from the Imperfect
measure the merchant pours out what pretends
to be a gallon of oil, and there is less
than a gallon, God knows it, and He calls
upon His recording angel to mark it. "So
much wanting in that measure of oil." Tht 1
farmer comes in from the country. He
has apples to sell. He has an imperfect
measure. Ho pours out the apples from '
this imperfect measure. God recognizes
it. He says to the recording angel, "Mark I
down so many apples too few?an imper- I
feet measure." We may cheat ourselves, I
and we may cheat the world, but we can- i
not cheat God. and in the great day of '
judgment it will be found out that what 1
we learned in boyhood at school is correct; >
that twenty hundredweight makes a ton, '
and 120 solid feet make a cord of wood. No
more, no less, and a religion which does <
not take bold of this lite, as wallas tUelife <
K> come, is no religion at all. '
But, my friends, that is not the style of '
balances! amtospeakof to-day; that is not '
the kind of weights and measures. I am
to speak of that kind of balances which ^
weigh principles, wtlgh churches, weigh
men, weigh nations and weigh worlds. J
"What!" ycu say. "Is it possible that our
world Is to be weighed?" Yes. Why, you
would think if God put on one side of the
balances suspended from the throne the 1
Alps and the Pyrenees and the Himalayas [
and Mount Washington and all the cities J
of the earth they would crush it. No, no! ?
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on the whito throne to 6ee the world
weighed, nud on ono side will be the
world's opportunities and on the other side
the world's sins. Down will go the sins
Hnd p.way will go the opportunities and
God will say to the messengers with the
torch: "Burn that worldl Weighed and
found wanting!"
But I must become more individual and
more personal in my address. Some people
say they do not think clergymen ought to
be'personul in their religious address, but
ouKhc to deal with subjects in the abstract.
I do not think that way. What would you
think of a hunter who should go to "the
Adiromlacks to shoot deer in the abstract?
&b, no! He loads the gun; he puts the
bmt of It against bis breast, he runs his
eye along tbe barrel, he takes sure aim,
and then crash co the antlers on the rooks!
? v*. it mimf- trt hfl hnnfi?rn for thrt
ami 3'J, u ITV tvu>?? ?v .
Lord, we must take sure aim and fire. Not 1
In the abstract are we to treat things in
religious discussion.?. If a physician comes
into a sickroom, does ho treat disease in
the abstract? No. He feels the pulse, I
takes the diagnosis, then he writes the c
prescription. And if we want to heal souls t
for this life and the life to come, we do not 1
want to tre&i them in the abstract. The s
fact is, you and I have a malady which, if I
uncurea by grace, will kill us forever, i t
Now, I want no abstraction. Where is the I \
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DUlin? AVnere IS tue pnysiciaur
So God will weigh churches. He takes a
great church. That church, great according
to the worldly estimate, must be i
weighed. He puts It on one side the bal- 1
ances nn<l the minister and the choir aDd fl
the building that cost Its hundreds of thou- v
sands of dollars H6 Duts them on on* c
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side the balances. On the other side of the
scale He puts what that church ought to
be, what Its consecration ought to be, what
its sympathy for the poor ought to be,
what its devotion to all good ought to be.
That is on one side. That side comes
down, and the church, not being able to
stand the test, rises Id the balances. It
does not make any difference about your
magnificent machinery. A church is built
for one tling?to save souls. If it saves a
few souls when it might save a multitude
of souls, God will spew It out of His mouth.
Weighed and found wanting!
So we perceive that God estimates nations.
How many times He has put tb?
Spanish monarchy into the scales and
found it insufficient and condemned itf
The French empire was placed on one side;
of tbe scales, and God weighed the French
empire, and Napoleon said: "Have I not
enlarged tbe boulevards? Did I not kin*
die the glories of the Champs Elyees? Hava
I not adorned the Tuilerles? Have I not built
the gilded opera house? Then God weighed
the nation, and He put on one side the
scales the emperor and the boulevards and
the Tullerie9 and the flhumns F.lvaees and
the gilded opera house, and on the other
side He puts that man's abominations,
that man's libertinism, that man's selfishness,
that man's godlesB ambition. Thi?
last came down, and all the brilliancy of
the scene vanished. What is that voice
coming up from Sedan? Weighed and
found wanting!
People say there is a day of judgment
comiDg. My friends, every day is a day of
judgment, and you and I to-day are being
canvassed,'inspected,weighed. Here are the
balances of the sanctuary. They are lifted,
and we must all be weighed. Who will
como and be weighed first. Here is a
moralist who volunteers. He is one of the '
most upright men !n the country. He
comes. "Well, my brother, get In?get
into the balances now and be weighed."
But as he gets into the balances I say,
"What is that bundle yon bave along with
you?" "Oh," he says, "that Is my reputa
tlon for goodness and kindness and charity
and generosity and kindliness generally!" v:
"Ob, my brother, we cannot weigh tbatt
We tire going to weigh you?you. Now
stand in the scales?you, the moralist*
Paid your debts?" "Yes," you say, "paid
all my debts." "Have you acted in an
upright way in tbo community?" "Yes;
yes." "Have you been kind to the poor?
Are you falthfol in a thousand relations in
lite?" "Yes." "80 far, so good. But now,
before you get out of this scale I want to
ask you two or three questions. Have your
thoughts always been right?" "No," you
say; "no." Put down one mark. "Havo
you loved the Lord with all your heart and
soul and mind and strength?" "No," yo?
say. Make another mark. "Come now, ba
frank and confess that in 10,000 things yoa
have come short, have you not?" "yes."'
Make 10,000 marks. Come now, get me a
book large enough to make the record of
the moralist's deflclts. My brother, stand
In the scales, do not tty away from them. I
put on your side ihe scales nil the good
deeds you ever did, all the kind words you
ever uttered. But on the other side th?
scales I put this weight whlah God says I
must put there?on the other sldethe scales
and opposite to yours I put this weighty
"Bv the deeds of the law shall no flesh Itv?
log be justified." Weighed and found want* ~?""
lng! ,
Still, the balances of the sanctuary ar?
suspended and we are ready to welgli nny*
who come. Who shall be the next. Well,:
here Is a formalist. He comes And he gets
Into tbe balances, and as be gets In I se?
tbat all bis religion is in genuflection and
in outward observances. As be gets into,
tbe scales I say, "What Is that you have in
this pocket?" "Obi" he says, "tbat ia a
Westminster assembly catechism." I say;
"Very good. What have you in the other
pocket?" "Obi," lie says, "tbat is the
Heidelberg catechism." "Very good.
What Is that you have under your arm,
standing in this balance of tbefsanctuary?"" .
"Obi" he says, "that is a church record.'*
"Very-good. What are those books on your
side the balances?" "Ob!" he says, "those
are 'Calvin's Institutes.'" "My brother,
we are not weighing books, we are weighing
you. It cannot be tbat you are depending
for y<ur salvation upon your
orthodoxy. Do you not know that th?
creeds and the forms of religion are merely
the scaffolding for the building? You cer
talnly are not going to mistake the scaffolding
for the temple. Do you not know
that men have gone to perdition with a
catechism In their pocket?" "But," says
the man, "I oross myself often." "Abl.
that will not save you." "But," says the
man, "I am sympathetic for the poor."
"That will not save you." Says the man,
"I sat at the communion table." "That
will not save you." "But," says the
man, "I have had my name on the
church record." "That will not save you."
"But I have been a professor of religion
forty years." "That will not save yon.
Stand there on your side the balances, and
I will give you the advantage?I will let
you have all the creeds, all the church records.
all the Christian conventions that
were ever held, all the communion tables
that were ever,built, ou your side the balances.
On the other side the balances I
must put what God 9ays I must put there.
I put this 1,000,000 pound weight on the
other side the balances, 'Having the form,
of godliness, but denying the power there*.'
ot."A Weighed and found wauting!
Still the balances are suspended. Axe
there any others who would liko to b<
weighed or who will be weighed? Ye9$
here comes a worldling. He gets into the
scales. I can very easily see what hit
whole life is made un of. Stocks, dividends;
percentages, "buyer ten days," "buyei
thirty days." "Get In my friend, get Into
these balances and be weighed?weighed
for this life and weighed for the life ta
come." He gets in. I And that the two)
great questions in his life are, "How
cheaply can I buy these goods?" and "How
dearly can I sell them?" I find he admires
heaven because it is a land of gold,
and money must be "easy." I find, from
talking with him, that religion and the
Sabbath are an interruption, a vulgar interruption,
and he hopes on the way to'
church to drum up a new customer!
ill the week he has been weighing
fruits, weighing meats, weighing ice,
weighing coals, weighing confections,
weighing worldly and perishable commodities,
not realizing the fact that He himself
has been weighed. "On your side the
balances, 0 worldly! I will give yon full
advantage. I put on your side all the
banking houses, all the storehouse?, all
the cargoes, all the insurance companies,
ill the factories, all the silver,all the gold,
ill the money vaults, all the safe deposits
-all on your side. But it does not add
lit ?ha vnrv mnmntlt ten ftrft
;oDgratulating you on your line house and
jpon your princely incomo God and the
ingols are writing in regard to your soul:
Weighed and found wanting!'"
WOMEN RAISE $40,000 IN A DAY
Ran Street Cur* nud Bmlneas Placea In
Sioux City to Help a College.
The street railways, the soda water lnlustry,
most of the restaurauts and th?
>pera nousa were run by .society women of . '
Sioux City, Iow.\ a fewdays ago in the lnerestsof
3Ior.ilngsldeMethodist Episcopal
College.
The institution has long been in need of
lew buildings and increased acccmmodaions.but
President Lewis refused to plung?
t in debt even for this purpose. After th?
>u.Hiue5s men thought they had exhuusted
ivery meaus in their power of soliciting i
unds the women took the matter up. A.
veek has been devoted to the task of se'.urltiz
subscriotion. and for the day th?
itr^et car lines "and opera house and soda
vater and restaurant man placed their
ilnnts at the wonen'a disposal.
Everything over actual| operating ex>enses
went to tho women. Tue latter
ve< e not too particular in making change,
inri several thousand dollars were realzed.
In all about $40;000 will be turned
>ver to the college by men and women,
fbe workers represented all denominaions,
as the college is regarded as a beneIt
to tbe city, aud the various charchea
ire equally interested In its success. j
A Launch For Gospel Service*.
A launoh bearing the name of Christian
Jndeavor, built of steei, was recently dedH
:ated by tlie Golden Gate Christian Ea< j
I T7 nfftn ut Co.. r> Thl 1
1CUYV1 ??l uau A lUliLICWi
auuch baa a seating capacity for fifty per?
ons, and a speed of twelve miles an hour*
t Is to be used in visitiDpr vessels in thi
>ay, carrying persons to hold religious ser?
ices. ,
Memorial Chapel For Stanford.
A 4275,000 memorial chapel is to b?
,dded to the Leland Stanford University
t is expected that it will be one of tb?
Inest religious edifices in California. II
rill be erected by Mrs. Stanford in memory
if ber bueband tiia late San**or Stanford

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