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Let me hide myself la tbcal
Over tho o"d fos!iioned pulpits there was
sounding board, Tho voire of the minister
rose to me sounding board and then was
struck back ajrain upon the ears of the people.
And the ten thousand voices of earth ris
intr up tin l the heavens a aoimHiniv ),nnivt
which strikn hack to the ear of all the na
tions me pmisol of Uhnst The heavens tell
11s g ory ami uio earth shows his hmdiwork.
1 ne liiblo thrills with one great story of re
demotion. L'pnn a blasted and faded para-
j" no 1 tno iiiib 01 a glorious reitera
tion. It lnnked Upon Abraham from the
ram caught in tho thiukot. It spoke in the
bleating of tho herd? driven down to Jerusa
lem for sacri Hoe. It put infinite pathos into
tiie ;p -ecu ot uncoiicn usnermen, ft lifted
l ain into tha seventh heaven, nnd it broke
upon the enr of St John with the brazon
Trumpets nmi tho d txology of tho elders and
the rus'img winsrs of the seraphim.
Instead of waiting until you get rick and
worn out before you speak tho praise of
1 nrist, w mm your heart is happiest, and youf
step is lightest, a:i 1 yodr foi'tunes smile, and
your pathway blossoms, and the overarching
heavehs dn p upon you thoir benediction,
speak the praise of Jesus.
The old (ireek orators, when they saw their
audiences innattentivo and slumbering, had
ouo word with which Ihoy would rouse them
up to the groatwt onthui.ism. In tho midst
of their oral ions tlicy would 9top and cry out,
'Marathon !" and the people's enthusiasm
would Iw unbounded. My hearers, though
you miy havo been borne down with sin. and
though trouble, and trials, and temptation
may have co:ue upon you, and you feel hard
ly like looking u-, methinks there is one
grand, royal, imp -rial word that ought to
rouse your soul lo in.'inite rejoicing, and that
word is "Jesus!''
Joking the s:iziestion of tho text. I chill
speak to VOU of Christ, our Knitc. T lum.rlr
in the first plaoe, that Christ ought to be the
cranio song, tv nat our mothers sanjr to us
wnen they put U3 to sleep is siiming yet. We
may nave loi-Rottcn the words, but they
weut into the fiber of our soul, and will for
ever be a part of it. It is not so much what
you formally teach your children as what
you sing to them. A hymn has wings and
can fly everywhither. One hundred and
fifty years after you are dead, and "Old
Mortality" has worn out his chisel In r-
cutting your name On the tombstone, your
great grandchildren will be singing the song
which this afternoon vou sine to vour litt.:
guinerea bdouc your knee. There is
place in Switzerland where, if you distinctly
jour vo:ce, mere come oacK ten or fif
teen distinct echoes, and every Christian
Bone sunt; bv a mother in t.hn cut,, nf h-.
child shall have ten thousand echoes coming
back from all tho gates of heaven. Oh, if
uiuiHcramiiTKnan- tno power or tnis sacred
Spell, how much oftener the little ones would
be gathered, and all our homes would chime
wivn line sonzs ot Jesus!
We want somo counteraetinor inflnnnm
Unon Our children. The verv mnmanf.
child steps into the street, be steps into the
path of temptation. There are foiil mouthed
children who would like to besoil your little
" "in not uo to Keep your boys and
girls in the hoi;s3 and make them house
plants; they must have fresh air and recrea
tion. God save your children from the
scathing, blasting, damning influence of the
streets! I knjiv of no counteracting influ
ence but the power of Christian culture and
example. Ho d before your little ones the
pure lifo of Jesus; let that name be the word
that shall exorcise evil from their hearts,
trive to your instruction all the fascination
of music, morning, noon and night ; let it be
Jesus, the cradle song. This is important if
your children gro.v up, but perhaps they
may not Thsir pathway may be short,
Jesus may bowa:iting that child. Then
there will be asoun Hess step in the dwelling,
and tin youthful pulse will begin
to flutter, and little hands will be
lifted for help. You can not help.
And a groat aprony will pinch at
your heart, and the cradle will be empty, and
the nursery will tie empty, and tho world
will b-, empty, and your soul will be empty.
Ito httlo feetstandin? on the atni Kn t,
scattered on the cai pet. No quick following
from room to mo 11. No strange and wonder
ing questions. No upturned face, with laugh
ing blue eyes, cnn:m for a kiss; and a sighing
at nightfall with no one to put to bed, nnd a
wet pillow.and a gi ave,aud a wreath of white
blo;soms on the ton of it. The heavenly
Shepherd will take that lamb safely anyhow,
whether yon have been faithful or unfaith
ful ; but would it not have been nleiiuintor it
you could have heard from those lips the
praises of Christ I never read nnvthin
more beautiful tuan this about a chfld's de
parture. The account said: "Slip folded her
hands, kissed h -r mother good-by, sang her'
hymn, turned her face to the wall, said her
little prayer, and then died."
oh. if 1 could gather up in one paragraph
the last words of the little ones who have
fone out from nil these Christian circles, and
could picture the calm looks, and the folded
bands, and sweet departure, methinks it
would be gtrnd and beautiful as one of hpnv.
en s great doxoiogics!
1 next speak of Christ as the old man's
song. Quick music loses its charm for the
aged ear. Tin school girl asks for a schot
tische or a glee; but her grandmother asks
for "Balerma ' or the ' Portueiiess Hvmn "
Fiftv years of trouble have tamt tho oniit
ml the keys of the music board mu st have
afolomn tread. Tbouch the voice mav ba
tremulous, so that grandfather will not trust
iu in cnurcn, m 1 ne lias the psalm book open
before him, and he sings with his soul. He
hums his gran Ichild asleep with the same
tune he sang forty years ago in the old coun
try meeting house. Some day the choir sings
a tune so old that the young people do not
know it; but is sla ti the tears down the
choek of the aged man, for it reminds him of
the revival see io in which he participated,
and of the radiant (nees that long since went
to dust, and of the gray hailed minister lean
ing over the pu. pit, and sounding the good
tidings of great joy.
I was one Tiinnkgsgiving day in my pulpit,
in Syi-acuse, N. Y., and Rev. Daniel Waldo,
at ninety-eight yeai s of age, stood beside me.
The choir sanj a tun, f said: "I am sorry
theysang that now tune; nobody seems to
know it" "b ess yon, my son," said the old
man. "I heard that B3venty years azo!"
' There was a song to-day that touched the
life of the aged with holy fire and kindled a
glory on their vision that our younger eye
sight cannot see. It was the song of salva
tionJesus, who fed them all their lives
long; Jesus, who wiped away their tears;
Jesus, who stood by them when all else failed;
Jesus, in whose name their marriage was
consecrated, and whose resurrection has
poured light upon the graves of their do
parted. Blessed the Bible in which spec
tacled old age reads the promise: "I will
never leave you, never forsake you!" Blessed
the staff on which the worn out pilgrim tot
ters on toward the welcome of his Redeemer!
Blessed the hymn book in which the falter
ing tongue and the failing eyes find Jesus,
tbe old man's song.
t speak to yon again of Jesus as the night
song. Job speaks of him who giveth songs
In tbe night John Welch, the old Hcotcfc
minister, used to pot a plaid across his bed
on cold nights, and some one asked him why
he put that there. He said: "Oh, some
times in the night 1 want to sing the praise
of Jesus, and to get down and pray; then I
just take that plaid and wrap it around me
to keep myself from the cold." Songs in the
nightf Night of trouble has come down
upon many of yon. Commercial losses put
out one star, slanderous abuse puts out an
other star, domestic bereavement has put out
a thousand lights, and gloom has been added
to gloom, and chill to chill, and stiug to
Sting, and One midnight has soemod to bor
row the fold from another midnight to wrap
itself in more unbearable darkness; but
Christ has spoken peace to your haart, and
you can sing:
Jeans, lover of my soul,
, Let ms to Thy boaom fly.
while tho bltlowa m-srine roll,
Wlille the tempoat still la high.
Bide me, oh, my hsviour! hide
Till the norm of lifo Is past,
Safe into the baven guido;
O, recolve my aoul at last.
Son ITS in the nhrht.l Hnntra In the nictir.l
For the sick, who have no one to turn the hot
pillow, no one to put the taper on the stand,
no one to put ice on the temple, or pauf out
the soothing anodyne, or utter one cheerful
word yet songs in the night! For the poor,
who freeze in the winter's cold, and swolter
in the summer's heat, and munch the hard
crusts that bleed the sore gums, and shiver
under blankets that cannot any longer be
patched, and tremble because rent day is
come and they may be set out on the side
walk, and looking into the starved face of the
child and seeing famine there and death
there, coming home from the bakery, and
aying, in the presence of the little famished
ones: "Oh, my God, flour has gone up!"
Yet songs in the nieht ! Kohl's in the
night 1 For the widow who goes to get the
oacK pay 01 ner nusoand. slain by tne -sharp
hootere," and knows it is the last help
the will have, moving out of a comfortable
home in desolation, death turning back from
tbe exhausting cough, nnd the pale cheek,
and the lusterless eye, and refusing all re
lief. Yet songs ill the night! Songs In the
nignti for the soldier in tbe Held hospital,
ho surgeon to bind un the euu shot fracture.
no water for the hot lips, no kind hand to
brush away the flies from the fresh wound,
no one to take the loving farewell, the ffroan-
Ing ot owners pourea into ms own groan, tne
ilasphemy of others plowing up his own
spirit, the condensed bitterness of dying
away from home among strangers. Yet
songs in the night! gongs m the night!
" Ah I" said one dvinn soldier. " tell me
mothef that last night there was not oha
ciouu oecween my soul and Jesus, bongs m
thenightl Bongs in the night I
The Sabbath day bos come. From the
altars of ten thousand churches has smoked
up the savor of sacrifice. Ministers of the
f;ospel are now preaching in piain English,
n broad Scotch, in flowing Italian, in harsh
Choctaw. God's people have assembled in
Hindoo temple, and Moravian church, and
Quaker meeting house, and sailor's bethel.
and king's chattel, and high towered cathe
dral. Theysang, and the. song floated off
amidst the spice groves, or struck the ice-
Dergs, or floated art into tne western pines, or
was drowned in the clamor of the great cities.
Lumbermen sang it, and the factory girls,
and th.3 children in the Babbath class,
and the trained choirs in groat as
semblages. Trappers, with the same voice
with which they shouted yesterday in
the stag hunt, and mariners with throat
that only a few days ago sounded in the
hoarse blast of the sea hurricane, thev sani
it One themo for tho sermons. One burden
for the song. Jesus for the invocation.
Jesus for the Scripture lesson. Jesus for the
baptismal font. Jesus for the sacramental
Slip. Jesus for the benediction. But the day
will go by. It will roll away on swift wheels
3f light and love. Again the churches will
be lighted. Tides of people again setting
Jowii the streets. Whole families oomiotr uo
the church aisle. We must have one more
lermon. two Dravers. three sano-s. and one
benediction. What shall wo preach to night?
What shall we read' What shall it be, chil
dren! Aged men and women, what shall it
be? Young men aud maidens, what Bhall it
lie? If you dared to break the silenca of this
luditory there would come up thousands of
auick and jubilant voices crvW out. "Let it
be Jesusl Jesus! ..
We sine His birtn the barn thnt sheltered
Him. the mother that nursed H m. the cattle
that fed beside Him, the angels that woke up
(he shepherds, shaking light over the mid
night hills. We sing His ministry the tears
He wiped away from the oyosof the orphans;
tbe lame men that forgot th eir crutches; the
lamsel who from the bier bounded out into
the sunlight, her locks shaking down over
the flushed cheek; the hungry thousand who
broke tbe bread as it blossomed into larger
loaves the miracle by which a boy with
lire loaves and two fishes became the sutler
or a whole army. We sing Ilis sorrow His
Itone bruised feet, His aching heart, His
mountain loneliness, His desert hunger, His
itorm-pelted body, the eternity ot angnish
that shot through His last moments, and the
immeasurable ocean of torment that heaved
p against His cross in one foaming, wrath-
tui, omnipotent surge, tne sun dashed out,
and the dead, shroud wrapped, breaking open
their sepulchres, nnd rushin? out to see what
was the matter. We sing His resurrection
the guard that could not keen Him: the sor
row of His disciples; the clouds piling up on
sither side in pillured Bplondor as He went
through, treading the pathless air, higher
and higher, until He came to the foot of the
throne, and all heaven kept jubilee at the
return of the Conqueror.
1 say once more, unrist is the everlasting
King. J he very best singers sometimes get
weary, and many who sanf? very sweetly do
not sing now, but I hope by the grace of God
we will, after a while, go up and sing the
praises of Christ where wa will never ba
weary. You know there are some songs that
are especially appropriate for the home circle,
They stir the soul, they start the tears, they
turn tho heart in on itself, and keep sounding
after the tune has stopped, liko some cathe
dral bell which, long after the tap of the
brazen tonguo has ceased, keeps throbbing on
the air. Well, it will be a home song in
heaven; all tho sweeter because those who
lane with us in tbe domestic circle oft earth
shall join that great harmony.
Jerusalem, my hsppy home '
Name ever dear to me
When shall my labors have an end
In joy and peace in I lice.
On earth we sane harvest sones as the
Wheat came into the barn, and the barracks
were filled You know there is no sunn time
on a farm as when they get the crops in; and
so in heaven it will bo a harvest song on the
part of those who on earth sowod in tears
and reaped in joy. Lift up your heads, ya
everlasting gates, and let the sheaves come
in I Anzels shout all throueh the heavens.
and multitudes come down tha hills crying:
xiarvesb nomei Harvest nomei '
There is nothing more bewitching to one's
ear than the song of sailors far out at sea,
whether in dav or nisrht. nf thev null awav
at the ropes; the music is weird and thrilling.
So the song in heaven will be a sailor's song.
They were voyagers once, and thought they
could never got to shore, and before they
could get things snug and trim the cyclone
struck them. But now they are safa Once
they went with damaged rigging, guns of
distress booming throusrh tho storm ; but the
pilot cameaboard, and ho brought them into
the harbor. Now they sing of the breakers
past, the lighthouses that showed them where
to sail, the pilot that took them through the
straits, the eternal shore on which they
landed.
Ay, it will ba the children's song. You
know very well that the vast majority of
our race die in infancy, and it is estimated
that eighteen thousand millionsof the little
ones are standing before God. Wrhen they
shall rise up about the throne to sing, the
millions and the millions of the little ones
ah! that will be music for you! Theso p!ayed
in the streets of Babylon and Thebes; these
plucked lilies from the foot of Olivet while
Christ waspreaching about them ;these waded
in biloain; the were victims of Herod's
massacre; theso were thrown to crocodiles or
into the fire; these came up from Christian
homes, and these were foundlings on the city
commons children everywhere in all that
land; children in the towers, children on the
seas of glass, chibtren on the battlements.
Ah. if you do not like children, do not go
there. Thev are in vast maioritv. and what
a song whin they lift it around about tbs
throne! . .
The Christian singers and composers of all
ages will be there to join in thasone. Thomas
Hastings will be there. Lowell Mason will
be there. Bradbury will be there. Beetho
ven and Mozart will be there. Thev who
sounded tbe cymbals and the trumpeta in the
ancient temples will be there. The forty
thousand harpers that stood at th? ancient
dedication will be there. The twn hundred
singers that assisted on that dav will be there.
Patriarchs who lived amidst threshing
floors, shepherds who watched amidst Chat
dean hills, prophets who walked, with long
beards and coarse apparel, pronouncing woe
against ancient abominations, will meet the
more recent martyrs who went up with leap
ing cohorts of fire; and some will speak of
the Jeans of whom they prophesied, and
others of the Jesus for whom they died. Oh,
what a song! It came to John upon Patmos;
it came to Calvin in the prison: it dropped
to John Knox in tbe Are, and sometimes that
one has come to your ear, perhaps, for I
really do think It sometimes breaks over
the battlements of heaven.
A Christian woman, tho Wife of a minister
of tha gospel, was dying in the piraonage
near the old church, where on Saturday
night the choir used to assemble and rehearse
for the following Sabbath, and she said:
"How strangely sweat the chdii1 rehearse
to-night ; they have boeri rehoarsitlg there fof
an hour." "No," said some one about her
"the choir Is not rehearsing to-night" "Yes,"
she said, "I know they are, I hear theiri sing;
how very sweetly thoy sing!" Now it was
not a choir of earth that she heard, but the
choir of heaven. I think that Jesus some
times set ajar the door of hoaven, and a
passage of raptur greets our ears. The
minstrels Of heaven strike such a tremendous
strain, the Walls ot jasper cannot hold ft
I wonder, will you sing that song t Will I
sing it ? Not unless our sins are panloned,
and we learn now to sing tbe praise of Christ,
will we ever sing it there. The first great
Concert that t ever attended was in New
York, when Julien, in the Crystal Palace,
stood before hundreds of singers and hundreds
of players upon instruments. Some of you
may rdmembef the Occasion it was tbe first
one of that kind at which I was present, and
I shall never forget it I saw that one man
standing, and with the hand and foot wield
that great harmony, beating the time. It was
to mo overwhelming. But oh, the grander
scene when they shall come from the east,
and from the west, and from the north,
and from the south, "a groat multitude that
no man can number," into tbe temple of th
skies, host boyond host, rank beyond rank,
gallery above gallery, and Jesus shall stand
before that great host to conduct tin har
mony, with his wounded hands aud his
wounded feet Like the voice cf many
wateis, like the voice of mighty thunderings,
they shall cry: "Worthy is the Lamb that
was slain to receive blessings, and riches, and
honor, and glory, and power, world without
end. Amen and amen !" Oh, if my ear shall
hear no other sweet sounds, mav I hear that!
If I join no other glad assemblage, may I
join that
I was reading of the battle of Agincourt
in which Henry V figured; and-it is said
after the battle was won, gloriously won, the
King wanted to acknowledge the divine in
terposition, and he ordered the chaplain to
read the Psalm of David; and when became
to the words: "Not unto us, 0 Lord, but
unto Thy name be praise," the king dis
mounted, and all the cavalry dismounted,
and all the great host, officers and men,
threw themselves on their faces. O, at the
story of the Savior's love and the Savior's
deliverance, shall we not prostrate ourselves
before him now, hosts of earth and hosts of
heaven, falling upon our faces, and crying:
"Not unto us, not unto us, but unto thy
name be the glory!"
NEW ENGLAND NEWS.
At a meeting of workingrnen and ship
builders, at Wiildoboro, Me., resolutions in
dorsing the shipping bill, intioduced In
congress by representative Cummings of
New York, were unanimously adopted, and a
copy of the same was ordered to be sent to
the representative from this district
About two weeks since a horse driven by
Deputy Sheriff David DeanatTaunton.Mass.,
Was bitten by a dog, which was supposed
to have been mad at the time. On Sunday
tho horse was taken with marked symptoms
of hydrophobia, and after biting itself in a
horrible manner died
Dr. Alexander Fulton, an aged and well
known physician of Ellsworth, Me., died
from paralysis and heart disease.
Hog cholera has broken out in Sooth Bos
ton. Five hogs on tbe premises of the house
of correction havo died from it and fiv
more are at the point of death.
James H. Walsh. SO rears of nee. was
found dead in the roar part of his store, No.
19 Chadwlck street, Highland district, Bos
ton and Medical Examiner Draner decided
that Walsh committed suicide by taking
morpntne.
Stephen Davol, one of the oldest and most
successful cotton manufacturers, died at
Fall River, Mass.. aired 80 rears, after a
short illness with pneumonia. Mr. Davol's
connection with the cotton business dated
back to 1818, commencing: as a boy. and
working up to the top, amassing a large for
tune. He leaves a widow and seven children.
N. M. Matson, representing himself as
agent of the Home Knowledge association,
has victimized many citizens of Taunton,
Mass., by false representations, and an au
thorized agent of the company is now look
ing for him.
The governor hasappointed Thursday,
April 5, as Fast Day.
A contract to build a horse railroad from
Biddoford to Saco and Old Orchard, Me.,
was awarded to a syndicate represented by
J. N. Akerman, H. S. Seeley and Charles B.
Pratt of Worcester, Mass.
John Ramo, a Spaniard, employed at the
rubber shop at New Haven, Ct, while look
ing down the elevator well was struck by
the descending elevator and knocked down
into the pit Ho was taken out alive, but
will probably die, as he was terribly injured.
Two masked burglars entered the residence
of Mrs. Mary Wood and Sarah J. Lewis, on
Old Mill Green, Bridgeport, Ct, bound the
two women, who are sisters, and ransacked
the house, securing $8 in cash, a gold watch,
several articles of jewelry, valuable gold
SDCcimens and a seal sack.
CHEERS) ion THE EnPIIIOR.
Use
Ills Acccft4lon Anaaaaccd 10
. I.awer Ilon.e of the IHct.
The lower house of the Prussian diet sot on
tbe evening of March 10 to receive the formal
announcement of the accession of Emperor
Frederick to tbe throne. The sitting was
held mainly at the instance of the conserva
tives, in consequence of the failure of Herr
von Puttknmer, vice-president of tho minis
terial council, to notice the event at the
meeting of the house, when he announced
the death of Emperor William. The whole
cabinet, except Prince Bismarck, were pres
ent The president read a letter signed by
the ministers, announcing tho death of Em
peror William and ;the accession of Emperor
Frederick, and also a letter from the latter
to Prince Bismarck, thanking tho ministers
for their devotion and fidelity to his father,
and hoping for their support in the various
tasks which now devolved upon himself. The
president then stated that he would, as soon
as possible, express to Emperor Frederick tho
fidelity and devotion of the house. Tbe sit
ting closed with cheers for the emperor.
THE LABOR WORLD. .
Chicago' is to have an elevated railroad.
There are 12,408 ovens in the Connellsvill
fenn.) coke region.
Bxssemer's steel patents have brought him
135,385,000 in royalties.
The eight hour movement is- asserting; it
self "strongly on the Pacific coast.
It is reported that Lynn, Mass., has up
ward of forty Chinese laundries.
Carnegie's steel works, in Pittsburg.hav
shut down, and tbe men are discharged.
Coai forty-thrco inches thick has been di
covered at Le Roy, Kansas, at a depth of VHQ
feet
It has been stated on good authority that
it will require upward of 2,0H) cars to trans
port tho orange crop of California.
At Irwin, 1'enn., a company has been
organized to manufacture hardware novel
ties, lawn mowers and other machinery.
The Ktna Iron Works at Pittsburg have
closed down indefinitely, the puddlers and
laborers, 300 in number, refusing to go to
work.
Thr sewer pipe manufacturers of the
TTnited States met in New York and stated
that owing to a fall in prices a trust will be
lorraea.
SixcLAtRVTLLE, Chautauqua County, N.
Y., h.ia a gas well 1,000 feet deep flowing
1,00.1.1100 feat of natural gas every twenty
four hours.
Annrjr 1 15,000,000 worth of tile has been
laid ir. Illinois, and the tile, if placed in a
cont.nnous line, would reach around tbe
globe three time.
The Bra'.-)na' Journal says that -the
reason so many brakemen are injured on
some roads in codpling cars fa that brakemeo
are cheaper tliair bumpers, ,
The Italian bootblack at the Produce Ex
chin. New York, pays 500 a year for hi
stuid privilege. He employs nine men and
derives a neat income after paying expense.
Roc ami LUlcs.
Rose for youth with Its mad ambition,
. Lilies for hope that bloom into peace,
Roses for work with Its promised fruition,
Lilies when toil and striving cease;
Waxen trumpet and velvet nest,
The rose or th lily, which Is best? '
Lilies when days slip In dreamy fashion,
Roses when moments are glad and gay.
Roses for hearts in the maelstrom of passion,
Lilies for I roasts that are quiet for aye;
Snowy trumpet and crimson nest,
The rose or the lily, which is best?
Emma C. Dowd, in Youth's Companion.
THE OFFICER'S STORY.
One night recently, while temporarily
whhin ihc-Kaiit of on of our military
posts on the northwestern frontier, I
sought, at the satno timo, diversion of
mind and shelter from tho rain? storm
in the officers' club room. As I closed
(he door, and pulled the visor of rr.y
fur cap from over my eyes, I could tee
indistinctly through the tobacco smoko
with which the room was flllod, a littla
group of officers seated around the al
most red-hot stove.
"Did I ever serve against tho Co
manche Well, somewhat I was a pris
oner of theirs for five days," one of tha
older officers was replying to a question
asked by ono of the youngsters, as I ac
cepted an invitation to draw up a chair
and join tho circlo arouud the stovo.
Ilis reply was followed by a silence that
plaiuly indicated that the others awaitod
the story that they knew must follow.
Tho spcakor was a middle-aged man,
rcmarkubly well preserved for hU years,
and so gmphio was his narrativo that
one could almost bolieva himself an cyo
witness of tho scenes that ho doscribod.
"Yes," continued he, ''I was stationed
down in Indian territory at tho time,
and we wcrb literally surrounded by
Indians, whom our presence alono pro
vented from going upon tho warpath.
Tho Kiowas and Comanches had been
for many yoars tho bittorost enemies, but
early in the spring rumors of pro
spective troublo from both of them were
very prevalent. According to theso
rumors, the two formerly antagonistic
tribes contemplated uniting against
their common enemies, tho whites.
Thoso repeated rumors were promptly
reported to department headquarters,
but as in every caso nothing xanio of
them, an order was issued to tho ofloct
that the next officer making any such
report should be sent to investigate it
aad ascertain the facts before tho report
was forwarded to tho general command
ing the department.
"I was stationed with my company in
a camp somo littlo distance from tho
p03t with instructions to watch the
Comanches and Kiowas, whose camps
were a few miles further on. Attached
to my company were two Indian scouts,
both of them faithful fellows, in whom
I could trust, and when ono morning
one of them cimo to my tent and re
ported that there was certainly going
to bo trouble, as tho Comanches wero
donning their war point and feathers
and endeavoring to induce the Kiowas
to follow their cxampl.', I could do
nothing less than order mound my
horse aad ride up to the post to report
tho matter.
"That very morning the orJor of
which I was just speaking hal been re
ceived, and when I reported what my
scout had told me I received orden to
bring my company into tho post, and,
accompanied by only ono scout, to act
as iuterpretor, to visit tho Lilian camps
and fiud out what I could about tho
projoctod outbreak, and, if possible,
prevent it by moral suasion.
''Itwas a perilous undertaking, I
very well know; for if my scout had
spoken truly, there was little probability
of cither of us coming back with our
hnir on. But orders had to bo oboyod ;
eo, early in tho afternoon, wo set out,
"The Indian was very dubious about
tho result of our trip, assuring mo that
what he had said was true, and that
ho best fate that we could hone for
was to be taken as prisoners, and held
until peace was once again declared.
Late in tho evening wo drew near to
the Comancho camp, nnd long before
we came in sight of it, the sound of
tom-toms nnd savage yells reached our
cars.-
"Tho scout here stopped and urged
our going back, saying that it was all
our lives were worth to enter the camp
at such a timo, but I told him
that I must obey my orders and go
ahead, and that if ho so desired ho
could go and tell lm comrades that he
was afraid to follow the whito chief,
and had run away. I caa see the fellow
yet, as ho straightened up on his pony
and replied:
" 'Spotted Dog would lie if he said that
he was afraid. Ho only wanted to save
tho white chiefs scalp, and will follow
him wherever ho dares to lead'
"For a few moments we rode along in
silence, until, upon coming suddenly
around the baso of a low hill, our eyes
fell upon a sight that I shall remember
as long as I live. On tha si lo of the
camp towards us a huge firo had been
built, near which a post was planted in
tha ground. Dancing around both was
a horde of yolling, howling demons,
their barbarous arms and ornament
sliinirg, and the hideous outlines of their
panto I faces showing clearly in tho
ruddy firelight. They were having their
famous war dance, and going through
th ceremony of striking the post in
which each warrior ablo to bear arms
and willing to go on the warpath strikes
his tomahawk against tho post to illus
trate the marnrr in which ho will elenvo
tbe skulls of J. svf uttnat j enemies.
"As soon as we wero discovered by
them, we wore surrounded by th howl
ing lavages, pulled from our horses, and
in less time than it takes to tell it wera
landed within tha living circle. Tha
Indians danced around us, brandish
ing their tomahawks and spears, and
seeing how near they could coma to us
without injuring ui, la vain I made
tho 'peace sign,' and in Tain my inter
preter protested that our object was
simply to pay a friendly visit. A grand
council was at once ordered to decide it
it would not be an appropriata and fit
ting course of procedure to inaugurate
their campaign and show their contempt
for tho military by burning a white
officer at tho stake and turning the war
dance into a scalp dance in honor of the
occasion. 7.7'
"It was decidedly a case of 'packed
jury,' and, although ono or two feeblo
voices wero raised in our behalf, the
popular verdict was against us, and it
was decided to hold the scout a prisoner
and to tortura me on the spot. Tho
scout's interpretation of the words and
the busy preparations of tho Indians in
formed mo of tho verdict at tho same
time, and I spent the few moments that
remained in instructing tho scout to
escape as soon as possible and report at
tho post all that had happened.
"My recollection of my sensations at
that time is very vague. I was stunned
at the suddenness of the calamity that
was about to overwhelm me, and I re
member a feeling of anger at the order
on account of the provisions of which I
was to die a horrible death for no other
reason than that of having dons my
duly.
" But I didn't havo long to think even
of that, for as soon ns all was ready, the
two bucks acting as my guard caught
hold of me, and half led, half dragged
mo toward tho stako. Tho yolling
savagos closed in around mo with every
cvidonco of pleased anticipation. As
they wero about to bind me to tho stake,
and tho last ray of hopo seemed gone, a
powerful form made for itself an open
ing through tho crowd, and in a mo
ment I saw standing besido me Black
Kettlo, tho head chief of tho Kiowas.
At his back wero 80 or 40 of tho most
influential members of his tribo. I had
a short timo boforo performed an act of
kindness for this powerful chief, and I
now waited in breathless suspenso to see
how he would return it The Co.
manches paused for a moment, and thon,
maddened at tho interruption of their
gentle pastime, thoir yells becamo more
and more blood-curdling, while toma
hawks and spears fairly rained about
me.
"Black kettle said nothing, but, tak
ing up one corner of his blanket, he
held it out to mo. Tho grip with which
tho proverbial drowning man grasps at
a straw isn't a circumstance compared to
the way in which I clung to the dirty
edge of that Indian's greasy blanket
ai long as -otnex ivcttio permuted mo
to thus protect myself uadcr tho shadow
of his wing I knew that I was safe, for
the Comanches would not dare to harm
the protege, and theroby secure tho en
mity of the great chiof, whose tribe they
were exerting every cuort to secure as
allies.
Strong words and arguments fol
lowed the interruption, but finally re.
suited in my going off, still clinging to
tho skirt of B'ack Kettle's gnrment, and
I was quartered in that chief's lodge,
whero I could consider myself safe until
final disposition should bo made of me,
"Fivo of tho longest days and nights
of my lifo were spent under Black Ket
tle's roof. I had to partako of dog soup
nnd the other vile messes that ho offered
me, for fear of offending him by de
clining. At all tinie3 tho air was filled
with yells and tho sounds of tom-toms.
At night I was led forth to amuso my
captors, and in order that thoy might
gloat over my misfortune. They made
me dance and sing and go through all
kinds of ridiculous performances. Each
uuy 1 coum seo mat mo luowas were
more inclined to join tho Comanchos,
and I shuddered to think ot what must
necessarily happen when they would
put on the war paint. I had somo hopo
that Spotted Dog had escaped, and that
troops would soon come to my assist
ance, and yA I feared to have them
come, for I had assisted too often in the
capture of Indian villages not to know
that if the troops wero successful they
would in all probability find mo dead
and scalped.
"On tho fifth day my worst fears
seemed about to be realized. The
squaws were busy tearing down the
tepees and packing up their belongings.
Long lines of them leading their laden
ponies were soon filing out of camp and
going off. I knew that this meant war,
and that the women and children were
getting out of tho way. Black Kettle
had not been near me all day, and I
was almost wild with suspense when,
lata in the afternoon, he appeared,
decked out in all his savage finery. He
told mo that after long deliberation, ho
and his chiefs had decided to be allies
to the Comanches, and that he had
pleaded for my lifo ia vain, but that
thcrs was some, hope yet. Ho ordered
me to follow him, which I did.
"Outside of his lodge stood my horse,
saddled and bridled, and with all of my
belongings jut as I hid left them. H
led me and I led the horso down to the
edgo of the water, where were collected
all ot the warriors of both sides and
their ponies. I was then informed that
I wouid be allowed to cross the river
and gain thj underbrush on tho other
side, after which Black Kettle' pro
tection would have to cease, and the
whole two tri m would cnirniro in a
The word wa givon, my revolver wat
handed to me, and I plunged ia.
"The river was not wide, but rery
doep, and quit swift I slipped off my
horse, and, tnklng hold of his tail, al
lowed him to tow ma slowly across.
During tho few moments of crossing, my
brain was very active, and when tha
horse scrambled up the bank my plan
was formed.
"It was by this time almost dark, and
whon the horsa reached the top of tha
bank I stopped him, and tightened
the saddle girth in full viow of the In
dians, who, true to their word, waited
for ms to disappear in the underbrush be
fore taking to the water. Tha moment
I struck the brush a yell from hundrod
of Indian throats reached me, and the
bullets cut tho brush all around me.
"I loaped from my horse and with
my pistol barrel gavo him a whack over
the back that I knew would send him
on a gallop clear to the fort I know, too,
that the Iudian would follow his trail,
so 1 slipped as quietly as possible up a
side coulee and hid until tho Indians
passed mo, when I mado tracks for an
other fort about twenty-five miles dis
tant. "My ruse proved successful, for the
Indians, thinking, of course, that I
would try to get home, followed my
horse's trail, and loft me unpursued, I
traveled all that night, and reached my
destination just as tho bugles were
sounding reveille. On the day follow
ing I went back under escort to my
proper post
"Much to- my surprise, upon my ar
rival there, nothing had been heard of
Spotted Dog, and it was not until
months afterward that I found that the
faithful fellow bad been shot by the In
dians while trying to obey my instruc
tions to escape.
"This was not the only time that Bl ack
Kettle befriended me, and when Gen.
Custer and his command returned from
their winter campaign that ended with
the battle of tho Wichita, it was with
genuine sorrow that I learned of tho old
chiefs doath." New York Sun.
Foods Digested With Tea and Coffee.
Experiments havo recently been made
by Dr. Frazer on the action of tea, cof
fee and cocoa on stomach and intestinal
digestion. Ho concludes, according to
science, that it is better not to eat much
of meats at the samo time as infused
beverages are taken; for it appears that
their digestion will in most cases be re-'
tarded, though there are possibly ex
ceptions. Absorption may be rendered
moro rapid, but there is a loss of nutri
tive substance. On the other hand, the
digestion of starchy food appears to ba
assisted by tea and coffee; and gluten,
the albuminoid of flour, has been seen
to bo the principlo least retarded
in digestion by tea, and it only
comes third with cocoa, while
coffee has apparently a much greater re
tarding action on it. From this it ap
pears that bread is tho natural accom
paniment of tea and cocoa whon used as
the beverages at a meal. Perhaps the
action of coffee is the reason why, ia
this country, it is usually drank alone or
at breakfast, a meal which consists much
of meat, and of meats (eggs and salt
meats) which nro not much retarded in
digestion by coffoo. 3. That eggs are
the best form of animal food to be taken
along with infused beverages, and that
apparently they nro best lightly
boiled if tea, hard boiled if
coffee or cocoa is tho beverage 8.
That the casein of the milk and cream
taken with the beverages is probably
absorbed in a large degreo from the
stomach, and that the batter used with
bread undergoes digestion more slowly
in tho presence of tea, but more quickly
in the presence of coffeo or cocoa; that
is, if the fats of butter are influenced
in a way similar to oleine. 4. Thnt
the use of coffeo or cocoa as excipients
for cod-liver oil, etc., appears not only
to depend on their pronounced tastes,
but also on their action in assisting tho
digestion of fats.
Eskimo Endurance.
HVo look upon 30 to 40 degrees below
zero, which our northern neighbors oc
casionally see, as a temperature that is
about tho limit of human endurance
with any degree of comfort (and
probably it is with even our best
methods of combatting it), and so wo
stand aghast, writes Lieut Schwatka,
when we hear of the Eskimo out sledg
ing and hunting at 50, 60, and even 70
degrees below zero, forgetting all tho
time that these people have a clothing,
which is proportionately much warmer
than their lowest temperature is colder
than ours; and this, too, with cqml if
not less weight than in our clothing.
They are, therefore, better prepared to
endure it than we can possibly be.
A-
pleasant little fox hunt, wi h me as fox. week. Epoch.
A New Lease.
"Miss Clara,' he said, "can I speak
with your father for a moment before I
go?
"Certainly, Mr. Sampson," replied the
girl, blushing, and with a wildly throb
bing heart she sought the old man.
"Oh, papa," she began liter, as the
front door closed, "what did Mr. Samp
son wantT'
"I'm his landlord you know. I let him
his bachelor apartments, and he wants
another three years' lease." New York
Sun.
Considerable Attention.
Book agent (to boy): "Sonny, do
your folks pay much attention to things
of a literary nature?"
Boy: Ycssir; pa does. I saw him
lift a book-agent over tho fence last
Twilight-Land.
Here we are In twiligH-landi
Creakety-ereak,
Rocking chairs to (very band '
Sway and swing and squeak;
Here is neither park nor street;
Bare are the little twinkle feet;
White are the gowns and Inoaa,
No place here for ball or bat,
No need now for coat or hat,
None for stockings or shoos.
What are the stories of twilight-land?
Hark, ah, bark!
Call the sweet names vrliore they stand,
Waiting in the dark;
Cinderella and little Bo-Peep, '
Who lost her sheep, her pretty sheep;
Jack Horner, bold Boy Blue,
And the three bears living in tbe wood, '
And tbe wolf that ate Red Riding Hood,
And the spinning pussy, too.
The little children in twilight-land
Are still as mice,
And the story-teller must understand
She's to toll each story twice.
The orickets chir, the stars' eyes wink,
Perhaps the man in the moon may think
Them saucy in their play;
But, whatever is heard or said or done
Each sleepy, weary little one
Gets rested for next day.
For the pillow is whito in twilight-land
And white the bed,
And tbe tender, loving mother's band
Is laid on the drowsiest head.
And list, the tune she hums and sings.
As with soft croak the rockor swings,
How far away it seems!
That tune that lullaby ah, me!
They are leaving twilight-land, you see,
For the stiller land of dreams.
Youth's Companion.
HUMOROUS.
Bound to work The apprentice.
The age in which to marry The pu-sbn-ago.
Carpenters should alway3 bo given to
speaking the piano truth.
When wintor dies, spring refuses to
"kindly omit flowers."
Brand-new Fashion Item. Brown
lynx is tho favorite fur for sausages this
year.
"A Tight Squeeze," ono of tho latest
novels issued, has already achieved a
remarkable leap year popularity.
Tho Mexican raids across the border
aro to be avenged. Tho American
tramps are invading that country.
There is a man in Kansas City who,
it is said, can eat ninety oggs at a meaL
This muit be the fellow tho hons are
"laying for."
A New York man advertises to re
store oil paintings; but the man who is
to restore umbrellas has not yet gone
into business.
A maid on economy bent
Wished to give a swell luncheon in Lent,
Dried apples with water
She served; but it taught her
A howling swell brings discontent
In her remarks to parliament the
queen started off: "My lords and gen
tlemen." Even tho queen is beginning
to see that thcro is a distinction be
tween her lords nnd gentlemen.
Dr. Pellet: "So Scalpel set yout
broken arm?" Patient: "Yes, sir."
Pellet: "Whit woro his charges?"
"Twenty dollars." Pellet: "Robbery,
sir; downright robbery ! I'd havo am
putated it for $23."
Husband (groaning): "Tho rheuma
tism in my leg is coming on again."
Wife (with sympathy): "Oh, I am so
sorry, John. I wanted to do some shop
ping, to-day, and that is a sure sign of
rain."
When a woman hears tho crash of
china in tho kitchen, her look of de
spair and her shiver of anxiety are only
equalled by thoso of a big-eyed, short
haired dog on the middlo of a wind
swept skating pond.
Thcro are times when a man should
not give up his scat in a street-car to
even a lame woman. That time is when
twolve men aro packed liko sardines on
one sido of the car and four women have
spread themselves to take up evory inch
of room on the other.
When the victim had unwrapped tho
bund lo of supposed counterfeit money,
for which ho bad paid $500 in good
bills, and found simply tho end of a
pine plank, and not even planed at
that, he quietly remarked "All a board,"
and started back to Arkansas.
"I have nothing to say to you, sir,"
said the man in tho prisoner's coll to tho
clergyman who had called to offer con
solation. "I am entirely ia tho hands
of my attorney." "May heaven help
you, my friend," said the minister with
deep feeling, as ho turned to go.
While a surgeon was administering
tho vapor of ether to a patient, upon
whose foot he was about to operate, the
man, who had grown rather restive
under the preliminary process of inhala
tion, begged tho operator to cut away, -as
he was tired "sucking nothing out of
a bottle, and getting drunk upon it"
The waiter expostulates with tha
guest for summoning him by a snapping
of the fiagers with the remark: "Ara
you calling .'or tho dog, sir?" "Good
ness 1" exclaimed the guest, "are you a
miud-readcr!"' ''Why do you ask?" in
quired the waiter. "Why," returned
the guest, "I was about to ask for sau
sage." A man who is making a will.
You surely can say that he's willing;
But if he has to pay a big liquor bill,
He certainly must have been swilling.
Though a coiner don't work in a mill.
You surely can say that he's milling;
Though a clerk is no farmer, if he works at
till.
You surely can say that he's tilling,
And a man who makes liquor, works at hit
still,
While at night his cross babies he's stilling.