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"Advertising Rates. mom. BATimmt On column (98 fnes) $104. M 1 hree-f ourths column (19H inches)...... t&.w One-half column (13 m-hm fv.ot One-third column (S inchrs) 60. m One-fourth column iit inches) 4n.CH One-sixth column US mci es) 30.W Oneiirhth column (:iw inches) 25 0 One-'leveuth column (is inchei) 20.cn One sixteenth column US Indies) 15. M Oue-twenty-sixth column (1 inch) 9.0C One-thirty-nintu column (V inch) 1j One-nfty-oecoud column () inch) S CO Fractional parts of a year will be charred ai fol lows: Fiht months. t- ths price of full year. Peen S-l'tiis Blx Moths Fit f-lurhs " " " Four 6-1- ths Three " 4 luths Two ll'-ths " " One ' S-lUlis One Insertion. Muth " " . Roadina; notices. 1 cents per Hne each insertion, but u roarse m3ile of less than $l.t0. Probate a'ud t omuiip-oiiers' notirft' 'A in-trtiens) $2..-A. Liberatxonp.Estrays.fcc., (;s insertions) $1.m. ljepal Notices 13 iBsemuiis) lo ceuts ptr line. m D i o me reome oi 3Iy hair is turning grey too fast and I am admon ished in many ways that I cannot stand as much pres sure as I could 20 years ago. Sound judgment die" .totes that I close some of the many branches of busi ness which I have tried for many years to carry on, and I have decided to commence the cutting-ott process by closing out my stock of Stoves, or at least so far re ducing it that some young man with moderate means can step in and buy the balance and continue the busi ness. I well understand that to do this will require a large Sacrifice, but as compared with health, any sac rifice however large is small. I shall therefore commence Thursday, 1887 and continue until the bulk of my stock is disposed of, to Offer My entire Line of STOVES AT LESS THAN COST, some of them MUCH LESS, but every one, with out reserve, at less. I know how little such offers too often mean in advertisements, so let me put myself so squarely on record that there can be no mistake about my meaning. ere is My Square English, vis.: EXCEPTING FOR SECOND-ILVND STOVES, WHICH, BEING TAKEN IN EXCHANGE, REALLY CAN HAVE NO CEItTAIN OR DEFINITE COST, I GUARANTEE THAT EVERY STOVE IN MY STOCK SHALL BE OFFERED AT LESS THAN THE SAME ACTUALLY COST ME IN CASH, WITH EVERY DISCOUNT DEDUCTED. If my reputation for meaning what I say counts for anything ith the people of Lamoille County, and I hope it does. 1 pledge that reputation over my signa ture that my above offer shall be conscientiously and faithfully lived up to until further notice or until I close out this branch of my business. Remember this offer is for cash only. 1 shall ask a profit if I give time, but will make low prices even when time is given. My line of Second-Hand Stoves will be closed out at surprisingly low prices. 1 trust I may be favored with numerous calls from my old friends, for until. this stock is closed out we can certainly make it for your interest to buy, so come, and come quickly, nnd we will do you good. The public's most obedient servant, HYDE PARK, Vt.t Oct. 5th, VOL. XV. NO. 18. lanoule Coil? Occ 6, Guaranty in 18S7. NOT TIIE SMARTEST FOLKS. You may notch it on de pailin's, You may mark it on do wall, Dat de higher up a toad frog jumps, De harder will he fall. And de crow dat fly the awiftes Am da soones' in de corn, And de fly dat am de mcanea' Get up earliest in de morn. De brook dat am de shallo'es' Chatters most upon de way, Andde folks dat am do sillies' Ar de ones have mos' ter say. And de rooster dat am youuges' Am de one dat crow de mos' And de man what am de coward Always make do bigges' boas'. And he am not do greates' man Who totes de bigges' muscle; Nor am she de fines' gal Who war de bigges' bustle. You cannot jedge do kin' ob man 'By de manner ob his walkin', Au dey are not de smartes' folks Who do de loudes' talkin'. Uxcle Zeke, SAVED BY A WIRE. BY CI.ABA G. DQTiT.TTEB. This morning I saw the sun rise; there were broad stripes of violet and car mine across the eastern sky, which fad ed into a golden haze that reached to the zeinth; but while all about me exclaimed upon its beauty, I was silent, for I felt a thrill of anguish, sent by that myste rious chain which links our present to our past. I have forgotten a thousand happy hours, but the suns and storms of more than twenty years have failed to dim those sensations of despair with which I once saw the sky painted in brilliant colors by the rising sun. I was about seventeen at the time, a romantic, visionary boy, with only one very marked taste, and that was a decid ed dislike for hard work. In fact, when I remember myself, I am unable to judge any lad harshly, however preposterous in his ideas, or foolish in his conduct. When my father died he left me, a penniless, friendless orphan, to the care of his brother, my uncle Jabez, whose great ranch in California had been for some time one of my "brags" among my school-fellows. I had had a lonely, cheerless child-" hood, so monotonous that I greeted with lively delight the prospect of a journey by sea no "Overlands" in those days with its promise of tropical scenery and fruit, perhaps of romance and adventure. With still more rapture I looked forward to meeting my cousin Tyler, who was about my own age, and with whom I was quite ready to swear eternal friendship; indeed, unable to re strain my ardor, I sent him a long let ter, which I considered extremely ele gant, having composed it with the great est care; it was signed: "Your-brother-in-arms," after knightly fashions; it was hardly appropriate, for at the time I did not know a rifle from a shot-gun; a pis tol 1 had never seen until 1 purchased one in New York as a preparation for my journey, and then I never dared to load it for fear it would go olf in my pocket. All my golden dreams of adventurous journey and knightly brotherhoood were destined to fade to very dull tints. I was desperately seasick and mortally afraid of the great rats with Which the vessel swarmed and which disputed with me the possession of my cabin; no pirate appeared, no storms blew; I cared noth ing for pineapples, and I was glad enough to stand on firm earth again. As for my cousin Tyler, he did not come up to my expectations by a long way. He was a short, muscular fellow, uneducated, his face burned by the sun to the color of a brick; and his manners were extremely uncouth, not to say re pulsive. His only idea of civility was a broad grin, but when he meant incivility he had a wide variety of accomplish ments. I well remember the shock of our first meeting; though somewhat repelled by his grinnig face, I was determined to like him, and advanced with my hand stretched out, sayingcordially: "Cousin Tyler, I believe!" Without noticing my proffered grasp, lie said in a voice about as mellilluous as that of a buzz-saw: "Yer biggern I thawt yer was." "Why V I asked, dropping my hand, considerably abashed. "'Cos yer said'n yer letter yer was in arms," he replied, with a loud guffaw, that brought the blood to my face with a rush. His laugh was echoed by another al most as harsh, but in a somewhat higher key, and glancing up I saw before me a counterpart of Tyler, only smaller and younger, who was at once introduced to me as "Cousin Tibby, I believe," ner sunburned face was crowned with an abundance of red hair which was partly hidden under a man's hat a huge sombrero; she wore a canvas hunt ing coat, which was anything but spot less, and in her hand she carried a shot gun. "Hullo 1" she said. "You've got along have her? I'm a-going down to the marsh after rail. Want to see me mount?" And without waiting for an answer she ran into the barn, reappearing in a moment mounted astride on the back of a brindle cow. With her free hand she grasped one horn, with her heels she dug hard into the animal's sides, yelling hoarsely, "Get up, Josie I Get along ! Show Boston your paoes !" The sight was so grotesque as the strange steed galloped awkwardly out of the yard, the great hat Happing and the shot-gun swinging, that my breath was fairly taken away with astonishment, and I did not realize until some time after that Tibby, in a moment of inspi ration, had nicknamed me Boston. To this day the name clings to me in the family, as nicknames are apt to cling when they hit tho mark; no doubt my prim manners and formal speech, my soft hands and city-made clothes, made ".Boston" seem peculiarly appropriate. I watched Tibby out of sight, and then looked at Tyler in blank amaze ment, as much at a loss what to Fay or do as if I had been suddenly landed in the midst of savages; at this juncture I was thankful to hear my uncle's voice culling to mo from the door of the kitchen to come and have something to eat. Aunt Jane greeted me with some show of kindness, which seemed like tenderness after Tyler's reception, and im.tantly won my lonely and homesick heart. This affection was afterward modified, though not destroyed, by tho discovery which I made, that, being a Missouri woman, my aunt "dipped" that is, rubled snuff on her teeth with a tooth brush; her expression at such times was so idiotic that I always fled from the room, fearing that disgust would destroy the only link that bound me to my new home. With such surroundings it may be be lieved that I was anything but happy; I who considered myself so superior, became a mark for the uncouth wit of the family, the butt of rude jokes, the laughing-stock of the Mexican shee; herilers. MORRISVILLE AND HYDE My little store of high-school learn ing, my skill in algebra or geometry, gained me no credit on Corralitos llaucho. I could not shoot duck on the wing, dip sheep, or lasso a steer. My smattering of Latin aud Greek went for nothing; unable to speak Spauish, I was voted an ignoramus, for all on the ranch were as familiar with that tongue as with English a necessity, where two thirds of the "hands" spoke nothing else. In spite of all rebuffs, however, I con tinued to assume a great many airs of superiority. I shirked work, wore 'my good clothes, used needlessly elegant language, and behaved generally like a prig. I hated my cousin Tyler, while he, with all hisboorishness, looked rathor kindly upon me; he had a good heart we are excellent friends now aud took no end of pains to teach me the use of fire-arms, in which he excelled. I profited by his lessons but felt no gratitude; if he had saved my life, i would have been with that insufferable manner that made me detest him. But my feeling toward him was mild com pared to what I felt to arard Tibby. I was afraid of her; her sharp eyes, and shall'), vixenish tongue, her marvelous talent for ill-natured ridicule, kept me in a state of constantanxiety; moreover, she could do everything I could not do, and I was constantly being taunted with her superiority. My position became daily more and more unendurable; what real trials I lacked, my imagination supplied; I be gan to believe that they were all in league to drive me to suicide. When my father died he left his af fairs in the utmost confusion. Uncle Jabez had piles of papers sent out to him, and labored faithfully to rescue from the estate a little remnant of for tune for me to begin life on, intending to give me a home with him until I was twenty-one. I had seen just enough of these papers to believe that I ought to have about a hundred thousand dollars; that my uncle was next of kin formed a sufficient reason to my romantic fancy for his de siring to get me out of the way. Poor Uncle Jabez ! in the silent land, whither he has gone, these words can not wound him; that boyish delusion cannot pain him. This idea took such possession of me that every trifling event was distorted to its support. My appetite failed, my sleep was disturbed, and I became so thin and pale that Aunt Jane was seri ously distressed. Finally I made up my mind to run away. Corralitos Rancho was thirty miles from tho nearest neighbor's, and sixty from Soledad ; but the distance did not deter me. I had often seen men at the ranch who had spent weeks in the open air with no other baggage than a shot gun and a roll of blankets. The air is so dry in that part of the country that shelter at night is quite unnecessary, and game of all kinds was then very plentiful. The climax of my woe was reached when Uncle Jabez compelled mo to spend the whole day with the Mexican herders dipping sheepi I hated hard work, the smell of tobacco in the wash made me sick, and the sheep gave me a great deal of trouble,-while my awk wardness amused tho herders. I ate my supper and went to bed in a great rage. The next day I cleaned my fjuu a gift from Uncle Jabez loaded all my cartridges, and stowed away as much ammunition in my clothing as I thought I could comfortably carry, besides pro viding myself with matches and other small articles; My blankets were my own. I had pur chased them in New York at my uncle's suggestion, and had pleased my fancy by selecting a bright scarlet, bound on the ends with a broad blue ribbon. As soon as the family had retired I rolled them up and bound them with a stout strap; for I intended to walk all the first night in order to got a good start, for I did not doubt but that I would be pursued. I slipped steathily from the window, unnoticed even by the dog, and walked briskly until I struck the San Luis road, when I fell into a steady, comfortable pace suitable for an all-night tramp. It was quite dark when I started, but about ten o'clock the moon rose. They retired early on the ranch, and its soft light cheered my drooraing spirits, mak ing me feel less like an escaped convict. I rested once or twice by the roadside, and wished more than anything else that I had something to eat or drink; not because I was hungry, but merely to break the monotony of the march. The dusty road it was the middle of September cut through a wide, tree less plain, bounded on one side by a dim line of mountains, aud broken only by an occasional patch of low-growing shrubs, or by telegraph poles which lifted themselves at regular intervals, like gaunt reminders of a distant civil ization. I remember glancing up at them plac idly, and observing that they had no cross-bars at the top. For many hours I plodded on patiently, making mental calculations as to the number of miles I I should have traversed by daylight. I j thought myself happy to have escaped witli my lile, anil had lew regrets for the fortune which I fancied I was leaviug. As the distance between myself and Corralitos gradually increased, an inex pressible feeling of loneliness and isola tion crept over me, aided by the desolate silence of the open plain; not a living creature did I see, and the only sounds that I heard were the rustling of leaves in the undergrowth, as some shy wild thing crept back to its hiding-place at sight of mo. I knew that wildcats made their homes under the stunted mazanitas, aud a panther was within the bounds of pos sibility; for the herders not infrequently reported "the sheep raided by them, anil Tyler even killed one whiloI was at the ranch. I cannot say that I felt any fear, but my hearing was on the alert, and 1 car ried my gun ready cocked on my shoul der. I was brave enough in those days far more so than I am now. I ani" in clined to think that most of the reckless courage of youth comes from ignorance. We do not know the value of life, there fore we risk it; we rush into danger be cause we can see neither its length nor its breadth. When excitement is less alluring, and we learn to count tho cost, we shudder in anticipation of the crippled life or the useless death, as the beggar who has found a diamond trembles lest he meet his comrade, the robber. But, though I experienced no physi cal fear, my thoughts were tinged with melancholy. I felt that I was alone in the world, having cut the last tie of kin dred left me. I had the confidence of youth as to the future; but I saw it only as a pilgrim sees fair gardens, when he smells the flowers and hears tho foun tains splash on the wrong side of a blank, hopeless wall. I began to forbode that some hard ex periences were before me. I was also forced to fortify myself against sundry qualms as to the past, and the manner of my flight, by the most violent inward execrations of everybody at Corralitos, except my aunt. Gradually the monotonous dog trot into which I had fallen, the absolute stillness, nnd my abstracted thoughts, j lulled me into a sort of doze; if sleep is possible under such circumstances I should say that I slept. From this state I was slowly awakened by a strange, booming sound, at which I paused aud ! PARK, VERMONT, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 9, 1888. listened with puzzled unconcern, more wondering than afraid. It was then about three m the morn ing; the moon shone brightly, and noth ing higher than bunch-grass grew by tho road for two or three miles; yet I stood still quite two minutes, blinking my nearsighted eyes, before I discovered something dark extending beyond the road on both sides and moving rapidly toward me. Almost another minute passed, when, with a sudden throb of terror, I grasped the truth it was a drove of Spanish cat tle. From an unreasoning impulse of de fending myself, I did the most insane act possible. I swung my gun to my shoulder and discharged both barrels; with horrible distinctness the shots pealed out on the still night air, and the tierce drove, which a moment before had been intent on water or pasturage, now rushed forward with a roar of rage that almost paralyzed me. - It was a terrible situation, a moment of despair, a glance iut' the face of a frightful death. There-Veined to bo no refuge; neither tree that I could climb, nor bush where I could hide, only the telegraph pole, beside which I stood, reared itself above me. I threw down my gun and began to climb; a few knot ty protuberances at the base favored me, and though I had little skill in exercise of this sort, some strange power seemed to give me intelligence and address far bej-ond my nature. Great drops of sweat stood all over me. I felt a ring ing in my ears, as though a thousand gongs were beating; time no longer ex isted for me; every thought, breath, sen sation was crushed into an agony of ef fort, until at last I reached the top of my frail refuge and clutched the wire in my hand . I tried to steady my nerves amid tho horrible uproar, and at length forced myself to look down. Through a cloud of" dust I saw a sea of wide, branching horns, heads tossing, tails lashing, huge bulks bending and rearing. I had hoped that when they saw that I was out of their reach they would move on, instead of which their anger seemed each moment to increase, and they fairly foamed with rage. I could see them look up at me with glaring eyes as they pawed the earth, bellowing with baffled fury. The telegraph pole was stout and well set, but it shook so with their blows aud jostling that I feared each moment that it would fall. Fifteen or twenty minutes had passed before it occurred to me that my red blanket, plainly visible in the moon light, was the exciting cause of their an imosity. It was no easy matter to un fasten "it with one hand, but at length I succeeded, and allowed it to drop to the grouud. I wculd have thrown it some distance among the herd, but in my in secure position that was impossible. They plunged at it and tossed it with horrible ferocity, and in a few moments it was bitten, torn and trampled into in distinguishable fragments. And still they did not move on. They became somewhat quieter after a time; many of them wandered from the road and made short bites at the brown grass; but the majority stood wedged about the pole, looking up at me with relentless hatred, as patient as if they knew the limit of human suffer ing, and were content to wait, being suro of thoir victim. I lived years of torUire in each hour that crept by; the thin wire cut into my hands until they were torn and bleeding from the wrist to the fingers; to relieve them I occasionally rested my elbows on the top of the pole (there was no cross piece), helping the strain on my arms by pressing my knees against the wood, until every muscle in my body was wrenched to the utmost; the pains in my back, especially, were almost insupport able. At first, I was conscious only of terror and of suffering, but as time dragged slowly on my mind began to wander. Scraps of conversation heard in the past and long since forgotten! recurred to me; they were wholly trifling and disconnect ed, but they came back with every tone as clear and distinct as if they had just been uttered, sometimes followed by light laughter, which I recognized as that of childish playmates. One peculiar hallucination took pos session of me. When very small I had seen a boy punished at school until his hands bled freely; ho had cut himself with his sharp knife, and tho blows of the rattan reopened tho wounds; it im pressed me very much at the time, though I had not thought of it for years. Now, however, I could not skako off the impression that I was that boy, and that with my bloody hands I was jlingiug to the rattan, which constantly cut deeper and deeper. Occasionally I would start and realize my situation, looking down with despair on the long, branching horns below, and endeavoring to relieve my rigid muscles by such slight change of position as was possible; then all would grow dim, and again I was tho truant, with bleeding hands, grasping the rod of punishment. I could hear plainly, as I heard that day, the hum of the school-room, the third division droning their geography, Millie Gaines's lisp when she missed on Yuca tan, and then the sudden hush as the blows fell on his hands my hands. At last, in one of my starts of con sciousness, I saw a broad streak of pur ple in the east, while the moon overhead was almost faded out in a thin, pink haze that had spread over the sky. I watched the light grow and the colors change for some minutes, too numbed and hopeless to think; shudderingly, I glanced downward. I gcspjl, looked at the glowing sky again, and forced ray senses to awaken; again I looked dowu,"half doubting the herd was gone? During those two hours of unspeak able agony not a sound had passed my lips; now'l uttered a loud cry, and slipped to tho ground. I remember no more? When, days after, I next had a feeble perception of what wis going on about me, the first thing I saw was my aunt Jane's palo and careworn face. Towing Rafts at Sea. A California paper says: The recent attempt and subsequent failure to con vey a raft of 550,000 spruce logs from Nova Scotia to New York City reminds us of propositions which were broached here long years ago in regard to trans porting sawed lumber aud spiles from Humboldt Bay to San Francisco in the same manner. But the idea of moving lumb;'rin that manner, to evade high freights, never met with much encour agement. The fact that two harbor bars that are disposed to bo ugly when they are not positively good had to be passed in tho transit; the further one of slow progress in the matter of towing such rafts, and that a heavy westerly swell was liable to be) encountered at any sea son, finally brought the decision that the'venture would be a dangerous and expensive one. A similar parallel was the project of rafting logs across Eel River bar to the ocean, aud having the raft picked up by a steam tug and towed into Humboldt Bay. That was aban doned alter the first attempt, in which the raft broke up before it reached the oiieaii, the logs being scattered and beached all the way from Mad River to Coosky, on the lower coast of thecounty, by the" currents. It is an acknowledged fact that it is much easier to transport lumber and timber in the hold of a ves sel or on a railroad car than to trust to harbor bars or old ocean's freaks NEWS AND NOTES ON WOMEN. Three million women work for money in this country. There are two women dentists in Lon don. Both are meeting with success. White lambs' wool trims silver-gray suits prettily for young girls and chil dren. There is more trimming than actual bonnet in the latest feminine style of headgear. Hand-painted bolting cloth pillow shams and bedspreads are a new kind or extravagance. Twenty-six new women suffrage so cieties have been organized in Kansas since October 1. Bangles of silver threads are new, and one is supposed to wear at least two dozen on the arm. Women's fashions for stormy days are almost as effective and stylish as those for sunshiny ones. The late Mrs. John Jacob Astor's an nual income was estimated at $100,000 or over, and this entire sum Was spent in charity. Mrs. Frances Hodgson Burnett, who is in Florence, Italy, has received $8,000 from an English magazine for her story, " Sara Creme." Miss Julia Cook has been appointed mediral examiner to a London insurance company. Her duties are confined to women applicants. When passementerie is used upon black dresses, apple green, cherry red, or white silk is often inserted beneath the gimp, with excellent el'ect. f ome new black jackets of English manufacture have heavy ccrd epaulettes, and show a narrow waistcoat of red cloth, bordered with gold buttons. When a girl wears a flower garniture to her party dres she uses the perfume of the flower that form the bouquets, garlands, and parure or spray for the hair. Mrs. Diaz, wife of the Mexican Presi dent, has established an extensive day nursery in the City of Mexico to look after children whose mothers are out work:ng. Many petitions are being presented to the Washington Territory legislature asking the re-enactment of the woman suffrage law, but exempting women from jury duty. Novel boas are made of ice wool in be;ge and gray, the former re-embling otter, the latter blue fox. Made of light blue, pink, or cream, they are a pretty and inexpensive wrap for the throat in the evening. In hats the three shapes most in Paris ian favor are the high-crowned with wide, drooping brim cut narrow at the back ; the wide flat hat, with brim looped high at one side, and the bell-crown, with rolling brim. For day gowns English women much affect the Garibaldi waist not the SKirt like concoction we know by the name, but something with pointed yoke and trim belt, sloping sharply to the hips fiom a long back and a longer front. The very newest garniture is the ten end bow, male of watered ribbon with ten-pointed drooping ends and five or six upright loops closely strapped. It is worn at one side of tho headgear. and off-et by a huge dahlia rosette on the other side, to whose making in alio liciylit of stylo six yards of ribbon are necessary. A German author saying that women in some departments of literature have entirely supplanted men, gives as a rea son that women are carried away with the current of the day. "In art, as well as life, they always follow the latest fashion, are realists of to-day, always sure to appeal to the taste of the mo ment. The women of Paris have adopted for the winter season a waggle in their walk. The art of waggling gracefully in furs is being taught at the best dancing schools. The correct waggle is described as a short step and an undulating sweep. It is sa d to be much more graceful than the mannish stride that prevailed during the summer. " One of the latest novelties," says a notion merchant, " is lace made of steel. It is pronounced by milliners and dress makers to be exquisitely beautiful as a trimming, and they say it is also suitable for ladies' underwear. On ball room costumes it will do well enough, but for picnic dresses there would be danger in a thunder-storm. ;' Wool now outranks silk for street and general wear, and ihis is due to the pres tige imparted to it by fashion, which in time will be reinforced by sense and ex perience, so that woolen materials, healthful, diversified, durable, may also be set down as a safe investment, sure, now they have come in such varied and attractive as well as useful guise, to stay. Mrs. George Gould (nea Edith King don) of New York had a handsome pres ent. It was an ostrich feather fan. The sticks were mother-of-pearl, inl dd with gold. On each was set a tiny gold rose, and in the heart of each rose sparkled a diamond. The ostrich feathers were thick and heavy, each being chosen ex pressly for its position. The whole made the daintiest of toys, aud cost $1,000. Word comes from Paris that women's fashions are veering around to the Direc tory styles. As Olive Logan expresses it: "We shall have Kate Ureenaway for grown ups. The waist under the arm pits if universally accepted as beautiful, will solve at once the terrible problem of how to be stylish and yet avoid tight lacing; that is, it should do so. No waist being outlined no lacing is re quired." Ribbons play a great part in the even ing dress of young girls this season and add an important item to the cost. They are used in cream, gold or small brocaded stripes upon tulle, or alternating with lace to form skirts which hang straight and bodices which are narrowed in at the waist with a little fullness and widen at the top. These lovely skirts are made over others of net or tulle, and these over an underskirt of silk with narrow plait ing and a deeper one of silk and net laid in the interior. A Soldier's Retort. During the summer of 1863, while the hospitals at Canton, Miss., were crowded with sick and wounded soldiers, the ladies visited them daily, cairying with them delicacies of every kind and did all they could to cheer and comfort the suffering. On one occasion a pretty miss of sixteen was distributing flowers and speaking gentle words of encouragement to those around her, when she overheard a soldier exclaim: "Oh, my Lord!" Stepping to his bedside to rebuke him for his profanity,she remarked: "Didn't I hear you call on the name of the Lord: I am one of his daughters. Is there any thing I can ask Him for yon?" Looking up into her bright, sweet face, he re plied :, "I don't know but what there is.'' "Well,'' said she, "what is it?" liaising his eyes to hers and extending his hand, he said: "Please ask Him to make me His son-in-law." Detroit Free Pre. Indiana's Religious Phenomenon. Pascal Porter, the Indiana "boy preacher,'' is only 11 years of age and rather dull looking. He is a plain coun try boy, with little or no education, yet in his lectures and sermons he uses lan guage equal to that of the most cultured orators of the day. lie displays a won derful knowledge of lhe fccripturcs and uses sound logic. BroAlyn Emj'e. SUNDAY'S SERMON. ONE OF UKV. DK. TALM AGE'S STERLING DISCOURSES. Subject: "Broken Promises of Mar riage." Text: ,lIhor:e opened my mouth unto the Lord, and I cannot gro&aeAr." Judges xi., 35. General Jephthah, the commander-in-chief of the Israelitish forces, is buckling on the sword for the extermination ot the pestifer ous Ammonites, and looking up to the sky lie promises that if God will give him the victory lie will put to death anil sacrifice as a burnt offering the first thins that comes out Irom the door of his homestead when he goes back. The hurrahing of triumph soon runs along the line of all the companies, regiments and divisions of Jephthah's army. A worto beaten ent my than tliose Ammonites never strewed any plain with their carcasses. General Jephthah, fredh from the victory, is now on his way home. As he comes over the hill and throu. h t he valleys the wnolo march homeward for his men is a chear, but for him a greater anxiety, for he romenibers his vow to slay and burn the first thing that comes forth from his house to greet him after his victory. Perhaps it shall be the old watch dog that shall first come out, and who could got heart to beat out the life of a faithful creature like that as he comes fawning and barking and frisking and putting up his paw against his master in merry welcome after Ion.; absence.' No: it was not that which cams forth to muet Jephthali. Perhapi it might be a young dove let out from its cage in the General s home which, gaining its liberty, may seem to rejoice in the public pi uiness and flutter on the shoulder of the familiar head of the household. But who could have tha heart to slay such a winged inno cent? No; it was not that which came forth to meet Jephthali. Or it may be some good neighbor that will rush out to greet, him after having first been in to tell the family of the near approach of the General. But who could slay a neighbor who had come on the scene to rejoice over the reunited household? No; it was not that which came forth to meet Jephi hah. As he advances upon his home the door opens, and out of it co;ne3 one whose appear ance under other circumstances would have been an indescribable joy, but under tha pledge of a sacrifice becomes a horror which blanches his cheek and paralyzes his form and abrost hurls him flat to the earth. His chilil, hisonly child, his daughter, comes skip ping out to greet him, her step keeping time to a timbrel which she shakes and smites. Did ever a conqueror's cheer end in such a bitter groan? .No wonder D.re in two of his masterpieces presents the scene. And Han del made it the last and climacteric work of his life to put this pathetic and overpowering circumstance in an oratorio, seven months toiling amid its majestic harmonies until his eyesight gave out ; and, as though the sad scene of Jephthah's daughter's sacrifice were too much for mortal vision, the grand old musician was led blin I into the orchestra for the first rendering of "Jephthah." All the glories of victorious war are blotted out from Jephthah's memory, and his banner is folded in grief, and his sword goes Lack into tha scabbard with a dolorous ciang, and tho muf fled drum takes tho place of the cym bals, and the 'tremolo" the place of the trumpet, and he cries out: "Alas! my daughter, thou hast brought me very low,' and thou art one of them that trouble me ; for I ha ve opened my mouth to the Lord, and I cannot go back." During two months amid the mottntaiii3 without shelter, the maidens who would have been at her wedding ranged with Jephthah's daugh ter up and down, bewailing her coming sac rifice. Commentators and theologians aro in dis pute as to whether that girl was slain or not and as to whether if she were slain it was right or wrong in Jephthah to be tho execu- tioner, a question into which I shall not be diverted from tho overran storing considera tion that we had better look out what we promise, lettfr lie i-aiilinns wliat tmiaioment; we make, better that in regard to all mat ters of betrothal anil plighted vow we feel the responsibility, lest we have either to sac rifice the truth or sacrifice an immortal being, and we be led to cry out with the paroxysm of a Jephthah: 'd have opened my mouth unto the Lord, and I cannot go back." There is one ward in almost all the insane asylums and a large region in almost every cemetery that you need to visit. They are occupied by the men anil women who are the victims o broken promises of marriage. The women in those wards and in thoso mortuary receptacles are in the major. t.y, becaus3 woman lives more in her affections than do:?s man, and laceration of them in her c isj is more apt to be a dementia and a fat ility. In sonu regions of this and the promise of mar riage is considered to have no solemnity or binding force. It was only made in fun. They may change their min t. The en5a;e ment may stand until some one more attrac tive in perso'i or opulent in estate appears on the seen:?; then the rings are returned and the amatory letters and all relationship ceases. And so there are ten thousand Jeph thah's daught-rs sacrificed as burntofferings. The whole subject ne?ds to be taken out of the realm of comedy into tragedy, and men and women need to understand that, while there are exceptions to the rule, once having solemnly pledged to each other heart an t hand, the forfeiture and abandoment of that pledge makes the transgressor in the sight of jloil a perjurer, and so tha day of judgment will reveal it. The one has lied to the other; and all liars shall have tlr-ir place in the lake that burneth with fire ani brim stone. ai a man or woman mase a promise in the business world, is there any ob igat on to fulfill it? If a man sign a note for five hun dred dollars, ought he to pay it' If a con tract be signed involving the building of a house or the furnishing of a bill of goods, ought they stand by that contract? "Oh, yes," all will answer. Tnen I ask the further questions: Is the heart, the happi ness, the welfare, the temporal and eternal destiny of a man or woman worth as much as the house, worth live hundred dollars, worth anything? The realm of profligacy is filled with men and women as a result of the wrong answer to that question. The most aggravating, stuiendo is au 1 God de fying lie is a lie in the shape of a broken espousal. But suppose a man changes his mind, ought he not back out? Perhaps here an 1 there may be a case, but not once in ten thousand times. What if I change my mind about a promissory note and decline to pay it, and suddenly put my property in such shape that J'ou could not collect your note? How would you like that? That, you say, weuld be a fraud. So is the other a I rami, and punish it God will, certainly as you live, and ju-t as certainly if you do not live. I have known men betrothed to loving and good womanhood resigning their engagement and the victim went down in hasty consump tion, while suddenly the recreant man would go up theaisleof a chnrch in a brilliant bridal party, and the two promised "I will'' with a solemnity that seemed insurance of alifetimo happiness. But the simple fact was, that was the firstact of a Shakespearean drama en titled, "Taming the Shrew." He found out when too late that he had not married into the familv of the "Graces" but into tha fam ily of tne "Furies." To the day of his death the murder of his first betrothal followed him. The Bible extols one who "swe ireth to his own hurt and changeth not." That is, when you make a promise keep it at all hazards. There may be cases where deception has been used at the t.me of eng igement, and extraor dinary circumstances where the promise is not binding, but in nine hundred and ninety nine case? out of a thousand engagement is as binding as marriage. Hubert Burns with all his faults well knew the force of a marital engagement. In obedience to some rustic idea he, standing on one sid i of the brook, Ayr, and Mary Campbell on tho other, ihey bathed their hands in the water and then put them on tho boards of the Bible, makiag their pledges of fidelity. On the cover of the Old Testament of that bonk to this day, in llobert liurns's handwriting, may lie found the words: "Leviticus, xix., 12: Ye shall not swear by my name fasdv; lam tho Lord." And on "thi cover of tho Now Testament, in his own handwriting: "Matthew, v., Hi: Thou shalt not forswear thvself. but shalt perforin unto the Lord thine oat lis." Kiinposo n ship captain olfei-s his services to take a ship out to sea. After he gets a lit tle way he comes alongside of a vessel with a more beautiful flag, and w hich has perhaps a richer cargo nnd is bound for a more at tractive port. Suppose ho rings a bell for the engineer to slow up. and the wheel stops. No I see the capt.aiii being lowered over tho side of the vessel into a small boat, and he crosses to the gayer and wealthier craft, nn 1 climbs up the sides, nnd is seen walkin r tho bridge of the other s'up. I pick tip his resigned speaking trumpet ami I shout through it: " Captain, what does this mean? Did you not promise t t.iko this ship to Southampton, l'nghmd '." "Yes," savs the enpta'n. " but I have, chanced mv mind and 1 have found I can do b' tt-r. mil 1 am going to t ike clrirjre here. T shall S' lid ha 'k to you nil the letters I got while ina'i igin r tha! ship and evei'vtiiiu ; f got from vour sliip. and it will be nil right." Yen tell m 'that the wovst f te fo1- such a captain as t hat is too good for him. But it is just what a man or woman rloes who promises t" take one through the voyage of life, across tne ocean of earthly existence, and then breaks the promise. The sending back of all the letters and rings and necklaces nn 1 keepsakes cannot make that right which is bi the sight of God, and ought to be in tho sight of man, an everlasting wrong. What American society needs to be taught is that bethrothal is an act so solemn and tremendous that all men and woman must stand ba-k from it until they are sure that it is right, and sure that it is best, and sure that no retreat will be desired. Before that promise of lifetime companionship any amount of romance that you wish, any irdor of friendship, any coming and going. But espousal is a gate, a golden gate, which Dne should not pas. unless he or she expects never to return. rjiigagement is the porch ot which marringe is the castle, aud you have no right in the porch if you do not mean to pass into the castle. The trouble ha always been that this whnlo sub ject of affiance has been relegated to tne realms ot trivotitv and lose, and con sidered not worth a sermon or even a serious paragraph. And so the massacre of human lives has cone on and the devil has had it his own cruel way, and what is mightily needed is that pulpit and platform and printing press all speak a word of unmistakable and thunderous protest on this subject of in finite importance. We put clear out into thin pC'iy and light reading the marital engage ments of Petrarch a id his Laura, Dante and his Beatrice, CiaUeer and his Philippa, Lorenzo de Medici nnd his Lucretia, Spenser and his Rosalind, Waller and h's Sa char issa. not realizing that it was tha stvla of their engagement that decided their happi ness or wretchedness, their virtue or their profligacy. All the literary and military and religious glory of Queen Elizabeth's reign cannot blot out from one of the most conspicuous pages of history her in famous behavior toward f-'evmonr and Philip and Melville and Leicester anil others. All the ecclesiastical robes that Dean Swift ever rust'ed through consecrated places cannot hide from intell gent p ople of all ages the fact, that by promises of mar riage which he never fulfilled, he broke the heart of Jane Waring aftar an engagemn'. ot seven years, and tha heart of Stalla after au engagement of fourteen years, and the poetic stanzas he dedicated to their excel lences only make the more immortal his own perfidy. ' But suppose I should make a mistake,' says some man or woman, "and I find it out after the engagement and before the mar riage?" My answer is, you have no excuse for making a mistake on this subject. There are many ways of finding out all about the character and preferences and dislikes and habits of a man or woman, that if you have not brain enough to form a right judgment in regard to him or her, you are not so fit a candidate for the matrimonial altar as you are for an idiot asylum. Notice what society your especial friend prefers, whether he is industrious or lazy, whether she is neat or slatternly, what books are read, what was the style of ancestry, noble or depraved, and if there ba any unsolved mystery about the person under cousideration postpone all promise untd the mystery is solve:! Jackson's Hollow, Brooklyn, was a partof the city not built on for many years, and every time I crossed it I said to mysdforto others, why is not this land built on? i found out afterward that the title to the land was in controversy and no one wanted to build there until that question was de cided. Afterward I understood the title was settled, and now buildings nre going up all over it. Do not build your happiness for this world on a character, masculine or feminine, that has not a settled and undisputed title to honor and truth, and sobriety and kindness and righteousness. Oh, woman, you have more need to pause before making such an important promise than man, boeausa if ycu make a mistake it is worse for you. If a man blunder about promise of marriage, or go on to an unfortu nate marriage, ha can spen t his evenings away, and can go to tho club or the Republi can or Democratic headquarters, aud absorb bis mind in city or State or national elections, or smoke himself stupid, or drink himself drunk. But there is no place of regular ro ' treat for you, oh woman, and you could not tako narcotics or intoxicants and keep your resnectability. Before you promise, pray nnl tliink nnd study nnl a lvio. There will never again in your earthly history be a nine wneii vuu su riiu "ii ne?a mxi. It seems "to ine that the world ought to cast out from business credits and from good neighborhoods those who boast of the numb?r of hearts they have won. as the Indian boasts of the number of scalps he has taken. If a man will lie to a woman nnd a woman will lie to a man about so important a mat ter as that of a lifetime's welfare, they will lie about a bill of goods and lie about financ 8 and lie about anything. Society to-day is brimful of gal'nnts, and man milliners, and sarp?t knights, and coquettes and thosa most Godforsaken of all wret:hes Arts. And they go about drawing rooms and the parlors of watering places, simpering and bowing, and scraping and whispering, and then re turn to the club rooms if they be men, or to their special gatherings if fiey be women, to cliatter and eriggle over what was said to them in confidence. Condign punishment is a-t. to come upon them, and they get paid in their own coin. . I could po'nt you to a score whom society has let drop very hard in re turn for tlrir bass tratli.; inhuman hearts. As to su ch ram, they walk around in their celibacy, after their hair is streaked with gray, and pretending they are naturally short-sighted when their eye3 are so old in stn tat they need the spactacles of a sep tuagenarian, an eyeglass about No. and think they are bewitching in their stride and overpowering in their glances, although they are simply laughing stocks for all mankind. And if these base dealers in human hearts bt females, they nre left after a while severely a one, striving ju a very desperation and agony of comet cs to get back to the at tractiveness they had when they used to brag how many masculini affections they had slnught"red. Forsaken of God and hones: men and good women aro sure to be all such masculine and female triflers with human isnd yet immortal aifections. Oh man, oh woman, having plighted your troth, stick to it' And here my idea widens, and I have to sav not only to those who have made a mis tak ; in solemn promise of marriage, but to those who have already at the altar been pro nounced one when they aro two, or in diver s tv of tastes and likis and dislikes nre neither one nor two but a dozen make the best you can of an awful mistake. And hen let me answer letters that coma from every State of the American t'nion, and from across the sea, and aro coming year aft, r year from men nn I women who nre terrifi -ady alliance.l and t:ed tog the;- in a hard knot, a very hard knot. The letters run something bkn this: "What ought I to do. my husband is a drunkard." "My w ife is s-gid-about and will not stay at home.' "My companion is ignorant and hates book' and 1 revel in them. " "I like music and n piano sets my husband craiy." "I amfotii of sccial life and my companion 'sa recluse.'" -'I am trying to be goo 1 nnd my life long as sociate is very bad. What shall I dor My answer is, there are certain good reasons for divorcemant. Tho Bible recognizes them. Good society recognizes them. But it must be the very last resort, and only after al reasonable attempts at reclamation an 1 ad justment have proved a dead failure. When such attempts fail it is generally because ot meddlesome outsiders, and women tell the wronged wife how she ought to stand on her rights, and men tell tho ronged husband how ho ought to stand on his rights. And let husband and wife in an unhsppy mar riage re'ation stand punctiliously on their rights, and there will ba no readjustment, nnd only one thing will be sure to them, and that is a hell on earth. If you are unhappily married, in most cases I advise you to make tho best you can of an awfully bail bargain. Do not project vour peculiarities more than is necessary. Perhaps you mav have some faults of your own whi h the other party in the marital al liance may have to suHer. You are in the game yoke. If you pull aside the yoke will only twist your neck. Better pull ahead. The world is full of people who made mis takes about many things, and among other things about betrothal and mar riage, and yet have been tolerably happy ami very useful. In the strength of God, and by the grace promised in every time of ned for those who seek it. conquer the disadvantageous circumstances. I am acquainted w ith lovely women married to contemptible men, and genial men yoked with termagants inspired of the devil. And vet under these disadvantages my friends nre useful and happv. God helps people in other kinds of martyrdom and to sing in tne name, and he will help you in your lifelong misfortune. Remember the patience of Job. What a wife he had! At a time when he was one great blotch of eruptions, ami his property was destroyed by a to n.ado. nnd, more than all, liereavanient ha I come nnd the poor train needed all wise counsel, she advises him to go to cursing and swearing. She wanted him to poultice his boils with b'asphemy. But ho lived right on thronsth Ins marital disadvantages, recovered his health and tor tune and raised a splendid familv, nnd the elosin- paragraph of the Book of Job has such a" jubilance that I wonder people do not of fener read it: , T , "So tho Lord blessed the latter end of Job more than his Iwrinnin r. for be had four teen thousand sheep an 1 sis thousand camels, nnd a thousand yoke of oen. and a thou s.m 1 sho ass-s." He had 'also seven sons and tiirea daughters. And he called the riAmft of thA firaf .Tmim-v fin 1 thft IHms of the second Kez a, and the name of tho third Kerenlmi)pu''h. And in all thu land we'eno women found bo fair ns the daughters of Job, and their father gave them inheritance among their brethren. Alter this uvea jou hundred and forty years, and saw his sons. nnd his sons' sons, even four generations. So Job died, being old and full of days." Now. mv badly married friend of either nx, if Job could stand it by the help of God, then you can stand it by tne same uiviuo reinforcement You have other relations, oh, wonjan, beside the w'fely relation. If yon aro a mother, train up your children for Go.i and heaven. If you nre a member of church, help move on its enterprises. Yotk can get so much of the gra -e of (Sod In your heart that all vour home trials will geem in significant How littla dfTereni-e does it make what your unrighteous husband calls you, if God calls you his ch Id and you nre an heiress of whole kingdoms bayond the skv? Immerse yourself in so ne kind of outsids usefulness, something that will enlist .your prayers, your sympathies, yo ir hand, yo ir needle, your vo ce. Get your heart on fire with love to God and the d g nthra'Imcnt of the human race, and the troubles of your home will be blutte 1 out in the glory of your consecrated life. I cry out to you. oh woman, as Paul exclaims in h s let ter to the Cor inthians: "What knowrst thou, oh, wife, whether thou thalt save thy husband.'" And if you cannot save him you can help in thn grander, mightier enterpr se of helping save the world. Out of ths awful mistake of your marriage rise into tho sublimest life of self sacrifice for God and suTering humanity. Instead of S"ttling down to mope over your domestic woes, enlist your energies for the world's redemption. Some parts of Holland keep out the o-ean only by dykes or walls of s'out masonry. The engineer having these dykes in ch irgu was soon to be married to a maiden living in one of the villazes, the existence of which depended on the' strength of these dykes. And there was to be a great feast in one of the villages fiat app-oachin? evening in honor of the coming bridegroom. That dav a great storm threatened the destruction of the dykes, nnd hence the destruction of thousands of lives in tha villages rhol tered by that stone will. Tho ocean was in full wrath, beating azainst the dykes. and the tides nnd the term were still rising. "Shall I go to the fe ist." savs the engineer, "or shall I go and hein my work men take cara of the dyk"s? " "Take care of the dvkes," he said to himself; "I must ani will." As he appeared o 1 the wall tin men working there were exhausted and shouted: "Hera comes thi engineer. Thank God! Thank God!" The wall was giving way, stone by stone, and the engina T had a rone fastened aroun 1 his body, and some of the workmen had ropes fastened around their bodies and were let down amid the wild surges that beat tli a wall. Everything was giving way. ".More stones!" cried the men. "More mortar!" But the answer came: "There is no more!" "Then," cried the engineer, "take off your clothes nnd with them stop the holes in the wall." Aud so, in the chill and dark ness and surf it was done, and with the workmen's apparel the openings in the wa'I were partialiy fillel. But still the ti le rose, and still the ocean reared itse f for more awful strokes, and for tho overwhe'ming of thousands of lives in the vil'ages. "Now we have done all wo can." said the pngineer; "down on your knees, my men, nnd pny to God for help." And on the trembling an 1 parting dykes they prave I till tlio wind changed and the sea s lbsided. and tlw vil lages below, which, know-in r nothing "f the peril, were full of romp .and dance and hilar ity, were gloriously siv-o.d. Now, what wj want in this work of walling back the oceans of poverty and drunkenness and impurity au 1 sin is tha help of more woman' y and man'y hands. Oh how the tides coma in! Atlantic suig) of so row after Atlantic surge of sorrow, and the tem pests of human hate and satanic fury are in full cry. Oh, woman of manv troubles. what ara all the feasts of worldly d"'i;ht, if they wera offered you, compare 1 with the oppor tunity of h -lping buil I aul sunpirt barriers which sometimes seem giving way throu :1 man's treachery an 1 the worlds assault? Oh, woman, to the dykes! Bring prayer, bring tears, bring che rful wnrls! Help! Help! Aud having done n!l. knea! with us on tho quaking wall until the God of tho wind nn I the sea shall hmh the on? and silence tho other. To the dvk"s! Sisters, mothers, wives, daughters of Amer'ca, to thi dykes! Tho mightiest catholico l fo- nil the wounds and wrongs of woman or maa is comol te absorption in ths work to rescue others. Savo some man. some woman, sonis chil l! In that effoi't you will forget or ba helped to bear your. own tr a's, and in alitt'e while God will take you up out of your disturliel and harrowing con 'm il relation of earth into a heaen all the happier be -ause of pre ceding distress. Wh n Quern Elizabeth of Kngland was expiring it was urrnng'd that the exact moment of her death should lie s'gnaled to the people by the dropping of a sapphire ring from a window into the hands of an officer, who carried it nt the top of his sjieed to King James of Scotland. But your departure from the sjeno of your earthly wws, if you are readv to go, will not b ' the dropping of a sopphira to the ground, but tha setting of a jewel in a king's coronet Blessed be His glorious name forever! The great Sioux Reservation in Da kota, which tho liawes bill proposes to open to settlement, has about twenty one million acres. A iiosiON' paper receutly printed nearly a page of short letters from noted persons all over the country in reply to a circular sent out containing the following queries : 1. What, in your opinion, is the reason for the ,-rcat interest in juigihsiii nnd piiuliisU takou bv tne American and English people? 2. What ia the morel eltect ot it upon our VOUii men? ;'. Do you ttiink that boxin? Is a proper art t the. physical traiuiu ' of young men ! If not, n lm: would you substitute for it ? Nearly all the replies aro condem natory of prize-fighting, but Dr. Ham mond and some others say the practice affords useful examples of manly cour age, skill, endurance, and fortitude under physical suffering. Tho replies to the first and second questions made interesting reading, and show a wide variance of opinion. Condensed, some of them are as follows : Iiev. liobert Collyer: "Your first question mis leads. You should have said 'the great interest in pugilists and pugilism taken by some people in England and Amer ica,' and the answer to that would be: Because such people nourish brutal instincts like thoso of the old Romans, overlaid by a thin veneer of civility, and the modern pugilist takes the place to them of the ancient gladi ator." George William Curtis: "I suppose that the savage is not yet wholly worked out of the blood." Key. Minot J. Savage: "Because thero is so much 'human nature' in tho American and English people. What is there that all men have always loved quite so much as a contest, and the ex citement of seeing which would win?" Historian James Farton : "Tho recent revival of interest in prizo-fights may be a reaction against overculture in special directions, which tends to effeminacy and the diminution of the human animal. We have one Emer son, and possibly that necessitates one Sullivan, although it was Emerson himself who said that the first condi tion of a successful life is to be a good animal." Dr. William A. Hammond: "I am of the opinion that the great in tereet in pugilism and pugilists taken by the American and English people is inherent, and is due to the hereditary transmission from ancestors who al ways within the historic period have taken pleasure in rough sports and personal combats." Josiah Quincy:' "The survival in them of ancestral sav agery." Bill Nye: "I believe the in terest in pugilism hero and in England to be largely due to the fact that neither of us has had a full blown war for some time, and I consider the indi cations to be hopeful. Some day arbi tration and pugilism will tako tho place of tfrina-visagod war. Tne Aire ot Keison. "What is that bell for!" asked Undo William. "liecitations," replied Nephew James. "Then yon must le ave nie." "Oh, no; I don't attend recitations." "Oh, you just attend lectures?" "No; 'at least, I haven't attended any vet." "The campus is quite deserted," said Uncle William. "Yes," said Nephew James; "it's study hour." "Then you want to go to your room." "Oh, no, I don't study " "Well," exclaimed I nele William, who is a weak-minded, old fashioned old man, "what do you do?" "(Jo to college," said Nephew Jumes. linnlette.