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F times! ■ i a■» 1 1 IBK <4® VOL. 44. CRAPE ON THE TRI COLOR. All France Swarms to the Funeral of the MartyreJ Carnot * The Appearance of Paris More Like that of a City en Pete Than One Un der a Fail—-The Oountry’e Love of Pageantry Never More Strikingly Demonstrated. Wreaths Prom Many Crowned—Heads Beside the Cata falque—The Procession a Most em posing One. Paris, July I.—Amidst the intense heat of the sun pouring from a cloudless sky, all Paris and thousands and thousands of people from the provinces, and from the various cities of the continent, witnessed to-day one of the most imposing specta cles the pageant-loving republic of France has ever seen. The streets were thronged from the dawn of day with every species of citizen, from the gutter snipe to the resplen aently attired official, all eager to extract enjoyment from a typical French holiday. It was plainly evident that under the real sympathy and sorrow the French love of pageantry was intensely delighted and satisfied. Genuine sympathy was shown in a hundred different ways, from the bit of crape on the arm or in the buttonhole, to the draping of houses and sending of expensive wreaths to the palace of the Elysee. THE CITY EN FETE. All day yesterday Paris was en fete. Visitors wore arriving and crowds thronged the boulevards until a late hour in the night, purchasing mourning decora tions and inspecting the wreaths, which the florists had placed upon the side walks, tagged with cards bearing the names of the donors, awaiting transporta tion to the palace. Thre case Qhantants and the Punch And Judy shows in the Champs Elysee were jammed with people, and in The palace gardens the bands blared and played all day yesterday to enormous crowds. A great number of persons secured ad vantageous places on the sidewalks last night, and remained in them all night in order to hold them. AU of the windows along the route of the procession were let out at fabulous prices, and in many cases, they were put in possession of care takers until the lessees came to oCcupy them, lest they should be seized by others less fortunate. There was a total absence of stands along the route, though thou sounds of chairs and step ladders were rentihg at a franc a head. EMBLEMS OF MOURNING. Throughout the city, and especially along the line of march, thousands of la borers worked all night decorating build ings with crape and other emblems of mourning. The decorations for the most jpt rt were tasteful and vxpeijsive. Most of the public buildings were heavily draped, and the front of the Pantheon was entirely covered with bla 'k cloth bordered with white. The cathedral of Notre Dame was also draped, though not so profusely as the Pantheon, and an immense tri color banner with crape borders and drapery hung between the pillars of the edifice. The Palais Bourbon, wherein the sessions of the Chamber of Deputies are held, was. profusely decorated with , crape and tri-ci.lored flags at half mast protruded from many of the windows. THE DRAPED FLAG OF THE H BPUBLIC, From thousands of windows and roof, •specially in the poorer quarters of the city, the draped flag of the republic was displayed, and the shops and even the small steamers on the river were similarly dec orated. Omnibus horses carried small French flags in groups of three and four fastened to their bridles and other parts of their harness, and in every other con ceivable way the high degree of taste in French art was displayed in the matter Os decorating. Hundreds of beeraped American flags hung in front of the Amer ican shops, and the stars and stripes were also conspicuously displayed in front of American residences. The street lamps on the line of march from the Elysee palace to the Cathedral of Notre Dame were also draped with crane and were kept lighted throughout the day. The statue of Jeanne d’Arc, in the Rue de Rivoli, held a drooping tri-tolor draped with black, and in front of the opera house were three standards grouped and a line of flags along the balcony fac ing the Place de I’Opern. All of'these decoratfons forcibly recalled the Russian fetes, though these were not nearly so ex tensive. THE PALACE OF SORROWS. At an early hour in the morning delega tions began marching to the Elyse pal ace bearing wreaths and other emblems of mourning. The streets leading to the palace were cordoned with police at 7 o'clock in the morning and those who held tickets of invitation entered through the door of honor, opening into the court yard, the walls of which were completely covered with black hangings, bordered with whit?, together with tri-colors and medallions bearing the letters “R. F.” Over the immense catafalque, which stood in the center of the court yard was spread a black band with two large white letters “C,” and a black canopy, trimmed with silver and with a silver summit, covered the coffin. The catafalque was sur rounded with burial palms and flowers, and the countless wreaths which had been contributed by friends and members of the family. A number of candelabra Were placed around tho head of the coffin, on the right of which were the wreaths sent by President Casimir - Perier, the Czar of Russia, the King of Portugal, the King of Spain, the King of the Belgians, the King ot Roumanin, the Bey of Tunis and the Grand Duke of Luxemburg. On the left of the coffin were the wreaths sent by the Queen of Great Britain, the Queen of the Netherlands, the Queen of Portugal, the King of July, the Emperor of Germany, the King of Sweden and Norway, the King of Servin, the Duke of Madrid (Don Carlos), and the President of the Republic of Venezuela. AT THE CATAFALQUE. Tho catafalque, which blocked the main entrance to the palace, was guarded by soldiers and four nuns were kneeling be hind it. The passage on each side led to the grand stairs. The delegates ar riving, passed silently along these passages after saluting the dead, and found places in tho rooms above. The rooms to the right and left of the cata falque were respectively reserved for the ministry' of the state and tho foreign diplomats, and the representatives of the army and navy, and the courts were also provided with places in separate rooms draped in a manner similar to tho court yard. Other prominent persons and bodies occupied positions m the ball rooms •nd owty where. Tho statuary, chande- SAVANNAH WEEKLY NEWS, __ MONDAYS AND THURSDAYS. ( THE MORNING NEWS. 1 •< Established 1850. Incorporated 1888. > I J. H. ESTILL, President. ) Hers, etc., in all the rooms were covered with crape. Although 9 o’clock was the time ap pointed for the beginning of the funeral exercises—the moving of the procession— delegates were still arriving at 10 o’clock, completely filling the tree-lined gardens , '•'ding the pond and the bird house t en d- The scene in tn*> 11-S' a most brilliant one. Jfltw colored uni forms, their glittering with decorations, mingled with civilians in somber evening dress, becloaked attend ants and judges in black and crimson gowns. There was scarcely a person present who was not in uniform or in evening dress. The presence of a num ber of cars laden with wreaths, awaiting their turn to join the procession, hightened the festive character of the scene, and it was easy to imagine that the gathering was for the purpose of holding a brilliant state festivity. The roar of the surging city and the beating of the drums of the arriving military were faintly heard in the peaceful gar dens. FORMING OF THE PROCESSION. On the west side of the garden, skirt ing the avenue d’Marigny. the procession was seen forming. Spectators were crowding the roofs, windows, walls and pavements, and hundreds of people climbed into the trees in the streets, un molested by the police, who were notice ably few in number, The crowds were remarkably orderly. Wine and water venders did a good business in conse quence of the intense heat. At 10:15 o’clock the band of the Re publican Guards outside played Glazier’s Carnot funeral march, especially written for the occasion, while in the court yard the curate of the Madeline church said the customary prayers, sprinkling the coffin with holy water. .As the bearers lifted the coftiin to the shoulders, the first gun boomed on the Esplanade des Invalides and continued at intervals of two minutes until 101 salves were fired. From the Rue Saint Honore exit down the avenue d’Mariginy and through the Ru Champs Elysee the procession entered the Palace de U Concorde, headed by Gen. Saussier, the military governor of Paris, who was escorted by tfie Repub lican Guards. Ten cars piled full of wreaths followed. The first contained the wreaths sent by members of the Sen ate, composed of orchids and asters, with a mauve back ground. In the second car were the wreaths of the Chamber of Dep uties, consisting of superb roses, orchids and lilacs. These cars were followed by those containing the contributions of the provincial ’authorities and the foreign representatives. Then came a band with muffled drums and then the wreaths contributed by the royaltias, all of which were carried upon trestles by cadets from the St. Cyr Mili tary school and -preceded by the wreaths sent by President Caslmir-Perier. The next in order were the coaches con veying the clergy, which were immedi ately In front of the hearse. THE HEARSE. The hearse was flanked by a guard of honor composed of cadets from the Ecole Polytechnique and was drawn by six splendidly caparisoned horses. The coffin was hidden beneath the folds of silk tri-cotor flags, grouped on the front and back. M. Ca root’s servants in livery came next with the dead president’s family, his three sons walking in the first line, and his brother, Adolphe Carnot, and his cousins and son-in-law behind. Madame Carnot was not present, being completely prostrated by the excitement of the past week. Behind the family of M. Carnot came Prqpident Casimir-Perier in full evening dress, with a broad crape band upon his hat and a diamond studded plaque and the grand cordon of the Legion of Honor across his breast. Following the Presi dent were his secretaries. Behind these were the presidents of the Senate and Chamber, ambassadors, ministers, cardinals, marshals, dipomatic envoys, secretaries and attaches, senators, deputies, personal friends, conspicuous members of the I region of Honor, mem bers of the Institute of France, representa tives of the law courts, the department of public instruction, and the national financial institutions, clergymen of all creeds, prefects of the Seine, Paris mu nicipal council, municipal councils from the provinces, deputations from the army, navy and College of France, repre sentatives of the French and foreign press, notaries, auctioneers, brokers and so on. THE AMERICAN AMBASSADOR. The plain black evening dress of United States Ambassador Eustis was in striking contrast to the brilliant costumes of the other foreigh diplomats with whom he walked in procession. The senators and deputies were in evening dross, and wore tri-colored sashes; the judges were in flowing robes, according to their grade, ermined or of plain black watered silk, etc., and the faculties of the schools of law and letters wore yellow or purple, and the academi cians green embroidered coats and trous ers, and carried swords. A COMPANY OF VETERANS. A company of veterans from the Hotel Des Invalides carried a trestle, upon which was an immense wreath, and were loudly applauded as they passed. The procession passed along the Rue de Rivoli to the Place de Hotel de Ville, and over the Quai-Gesvres bridge to the Place de Notre Dame. As the end of the procession left the palace an overweighted limb broke from a tree, precipitating a number of sight seers to the ground. Several of them were hurt, one or two badly. The limb fell with a loud crash, and there was for a time much commotion in the crowd. A inumber ot persons were prostrated by suntroke. including a member of the president'* military household. There were other minor accidents, but on tho whole the day was remarkably free from casualties. AT THE CATHEDRAL. The procession arrived at the cathe dral of Nortre Dame at 12:30 o'clock. Only the tolling of the sonorous bell was heard as the column disappeared slowly within the massive doors. The nave and sides of the cathedral had been draped in black heavily, fringed with silver. The walls were sprinkled thickly with shields bearing the letters “R. F,” (Re public of France), and “C.” (Carnot.) Black banners dotted with white tears hung between the windows. As the procession moved up the aisle the tolling of the bell was gradually lost to hearing amid the pealing of the organ under St. Saen’s masterly touch. While the strains of the funeral march w'ere filling every corner of the great building the line of mourners walked slowly by the crape-covered pulpit. There Casimir-Perier, chief of state, had an isolated seat. On tho left was the clergy and behind sat the delegates in the pro cessions. Monsignor Ferrat, the papal nuncio and personal representative of his holiness, together with the papal secre , taries, attracted the most attention from the galleries for they appeared in all tho glory of thoir Vestments ot office. THE REERESENTATiyEB OF THE CHURCH. The coffin had been placed on the cata falque, surrounded by a forest of candles. Near were the great men of the papal hierarchy Cardinal Languenix, the archbishop of Reins: Cardinal Richard, the archbishop of Paris, and the arch bishops and nishops from Lyons, Sens and Beauvais. Beside them were the Persian canons, curates and the Armenian patriarch. They appeared in all the pomp of the church’s vestments. As they advanced, to tfle catafalque they recited prayers. Opposite President Casimir- Perier’s seat they all bowed and he re sponded with a deep inclination of the head. The priests, high and low. gath ered round the catafalque. The liturgi cal prayers followed, the president stand ing with his head reverently bowed. Dean de I’Escaille celebrated low mass at the high altar. Meantime St. Saens brought forth in wonderful tones from the organ, and the choir sang Gounod’s “Morset Vita,” “De Morselmors Et Vita,” “Dies irae” and parts of “Pio Jesu,” from the organist's requiem mass. At the moment of the elevation of the host the master of ceremonies approached Casimir-Perier ana bowed profoundly, to intimate that he might stand, and the president did so. THE NATION’S GRIEF. When the bell sounded the invitation to meditation the president bowed low, and as the heads of the mourners, tho diplomatists, the generals and the judges sank forward, the scene illustrated im pressively the nation’s grief. The light came but dimly through the stained win dows. The shadows of the heavy black hangings rested upon the whole assem blage, deadening the brilliancy of the uniforms and robes of office. After the short sermon, the Archbishop of Paris extended bis hand and gave abso lution. The bearers took the coffin and bore it down the aisle, the clergy with lighted tapers in hand accompanying it to the door. All the bells in the city were tolling as the procession formed again and moved on to the Pantheon. It was 2:45 o’clock when Gen. Saussiei' and his staff at the head of the column approached tho buildjug. The throng was enormous, but impressively quiet. There were occa sional shou ts for Casimir-Perier, but the president silenced them with a depreca tory wave of the hands. Within the Pan theon a huge black canopy fell from the ceiling to the floor, and under this the body of the dead president was placed. T£e draping was the same as at the fu neral of Victor Hugo. The entire procession had not reached the Pantheon before the funeral orations commenced. DUPUY’S ADDRESS. Premier Dupuy, during his remarks said: “President Carnot gave his life for his country. Ho died for France and for the republic. 'He was struck down in a cowardly manner, and with savage vin dictiveness. The people concerned in this outrage must be reduced to power lessness.” Addresses were also made by M. Challe mel-Laeour, the president of the Senate, and M. Dehahy, the acting president of the Chamber of Deputies. Gan. And’.e.delivered the last speech, and after a march past of the troops, who had taken part in the procession, the casket containing the remains of the mur dered president was lowered into the vault, and all then dispersed. Mme. Carnot remained at the Elysee Palace withhbr daughter and the wives of the members of the military household after the funeral procession had started, and at noon, when mass was celebrated for the repose of the late president's soul, the chapel was draped with black and the widow manifested the greatest anguish as the Abbe Kossinet officiated at the sacred ceremony. t A GRACEFUL DEED BY THE KAISER. Count Munster, the German ambassa dor, informed Premier Dupuy and Foreign Secretary Honoteaux this morning that in observance of M. Carnot’s funeral. Emperor William to-day pardoned the French officers, Degouy and Dagnot, who were arrested as spies off Kiel last year, and were condemned, after a trial at Leipsic, to fortress confinement. M. Dupuy told M. Casimir-Perier of the emperor’s act and tho president said to tell Count Munster that the emperor had, by his consideration, touched the hearts of two great nations. During tho funeral the news spread rap idly. The comment everywhere was that the emperor had done a graceful deed which would allay some of the bitterness between Germany and France. A MOURNING SERVICE AT BERLIN. Berlin, July I.—A (solemn mourning ser vice for M. Carnot was held in the cathe dral this morning. ITALY S TRIBUTE. • Rome, July I.—The whole diplomatic corps accredited to the Vatican and quirinal gathered at 1.1 o’clock this morn ing in the French church, where a requiem mass was celebrated for the dead president of France. King Humbert had delegated the chief of his household toirepresent him and Premier Crispi, the foreign secretary, Baron Blanc and Ministers Farini ana Biancheri were present as representatives of the government. The entire French colony were present. Cardinal Rampolla had in tended to go, but upon learning that Pre mier Crispi would be there he changed his mind. On the government offices all the flags were at half mast. HIGH MASS AT WASHINGTON. President Cleveland and the Leaders in Official Liss Present. Washington, July I.—A solemn requiem high mass for the late President Carnot of the French republic was celebrated in St. Matthews’ church at noon to-day in the presence of President Cleveland, tho diplomatic corps and repre sentatives of all branches of the government. Invitations had been given by the French ambassador, who, with his official family, were there in the ca pacity of the mourners, and the familiar and always touching ceremonial for the dead of the Catholic church took on a deeper significance, because of the cir cumstances under which it was given, and the assemblage of distinguished men. PRESIDENT CLEVELAND PRESENT. President Cleveland and Secretary of State Gresham walked together, followed by Private Secretary Thurber and were given the front pew to the right of the aisle. After them came Secretary of the Nary Herbert and , Attorney General Olney. In tue first pew to the left of the aisle was Ambassador Paten otre in a glittering uniform with the cross of the l.egion of Honor suspen ded by a red ribbon from his collar; his handsome young bride, the daughter of James Elverson, of Philadelphia, wearin" deep mourning, M. De Coinmines’ first secretary of the French embassy, and M. Jules Boeufvo and Marquis De Cham bruu, also of tho embassy. Directly back of the representative of the French Republic sat the ambassadors SAVANNAH, MONDAY, JULY 2, 1894. of Great Britain, Germany and Italy, and back of them the court uniforms of the rest of the diplomatic corps made a block of showy colors in scarlet, blue and green, with embellishments of sliver and gold lace. A touch of oriental qunintness was given bv tho legations of China and Corea, their mem bers arrayed in showy silk robes. After the diplomats were seated a score of officers of the arjny and navy, in blue uniforms with gilt trapping and clanking sworas. Across the aisle to the right, in somber contrast to the glitter of diplomats and military men, were the civil representa tives of the government. Justice Harlan, the only member of the supreme court in the city, who had been a mem ber of the Bering Sea commission, which sat at Paris, and the senators and repre sentatives in congress. Conspicuous among them were Senators Morgan and Sherman of the committee on foreign re lations, and Representatives McCreary, Hitt, Hooker, Geary, Price and Van Voorhis of the committee on foreign af fairs. TH&. SERVICES. Whiled robed acolytes lightod the can delabra which stood in front of the chan cel rail, where the bier rests during funeral obsequies, candelabra which were knotted with crape and standing seven feet apart as though a coffin was between thenj- Then they moved about the altar with their tapers, touching tire to the> candles there. As the first bars of the requiem mass came from the choir loft, a line of priests filed in and took tneir seats at the side. Three o! them wore vestments of black and gold. One was the celebrant of the mass, Father T. J. Ker vyck, the assistant pastor of St. Matthews; Father Brennan of George town University officiated as deacon, and Father Fletcher of the Church of the Immaculate Conception as substitute deacon. From a circular stained window in the roof the altar was flooded with crimson fight, incense fillea the air, the fine voices of the sing ers brought out the full beauty of the solemn hymns, and while the priest chanted the Latin ritual there ws pro found silence, exceptjthe rising and kneel ing of the congregation. After the requiem mass the crucifix was borne before the black draped can delabra and the prayers for the repose of the soul of the dead president were re peated by Father Kervyek. At the close of the services, the congre gation remained standing, while Ambas sador and Madame Patenotre, as repre sentatives of the family, passed out of the church, followed by the president and secretary of state. England’s New Lord Chief Justice. London. July I.—lt is officially an nounced that Sir Charles Russell, who recently succeeded the late Sir Charles Bowen as lord justice of her majesty's court of appeals, has beon appointed to succeed Lord Coleridge, who died on June 14, lust, as Lord Chief Justice of England. POPULISTS AT WORK. The Effort - They Jko Making to Ap pling County. Baxley, Ga., July I.—The leaders of the Populist party in this county are making desperate efforts to organize for the com ing campaign. They are especially at work trying to organize the nogroes. Friday several of them bad a meeting at a negro school house, about four nflles from here. J. J. Robertson, one of the leaders, made a speech abusing tho Democratic, party and Mr. Cleveland, and made special complaint against the “big” salary of the President. Before the meeting closed, some kind of instrument was pro duced, and those present were requested to sign it. Several of the negroes present signed tho document. We do not know what was contained in the paper signed. The leaders of tho’ party met here yesterday and held some kind of meeting, what was done has not yet been made public. A ceriain ne gro who claims to be a leader among his people, said a few days ago that the ne groes who voted, would vote for ' Hines for governor. If the issue is squarely mado in this county between the democratic and tho populist parties, it will go largely democratic. A COWARDLY MURDER. An Augusta Negro Kfllad By a Black He Could Have Whipped. Augusta, Ga.. July T.—Ed Henkle and Henry Nicholl, in company with pther ne groes, were gambling to-day in an old blacksmith shop, on thekiutFrirts of the city, when they got into a t>uarrel and fight, iHenkle had Nicholl down, but said he did not want to hurt him, and let him iup. Nicholl immediately seized a stout piece of timber and knocked Henkle down and beat him over the head several murderous blows, from which ho subse quently died. Nicholl escaped. MEMPHIS IN A GALE. Electrio Wires Down and Steamers Blown From Their Moorings. Memphis, July 1.-—A wind storm of un usual severity swept over Eastern Ar kansas and the western portion of Ten nessee to-night. Telegraph, telephone and trolley wires were prostrated in Memphis and street car traffic seriously crippled. Steamboats were blown from their moorings on the river and drifted helplessly down the river. Coal barges were sunk at Jackson Mound Park. LUCK LUCKY IN LOVE. An Augusta Girl Elopes With a Sa vannah Operator. Augusta, Ga., July I.—Miss Emma Hill, daughter of Mr. Hill of the Georgia railroad, eloped to-day with F. A. Luck, a telegraph operator of Savannah. They were married by Judge Getzen in North Augusta, on the Carolina side of the Sa vannah river. They left for Saviyinah to-n igh t. Friday's Storm in Coffee Oountv. Pearson, Ga., July I.—-Friday the ther mometer registered 100° in the shade from middle of the morning until middle of the afternoon, falling to 90°, where it remained till after dark. At 10 o'clock p. m. a heavy squall came up, accom panied by incessant lightning and thunder, which was for a time ter rific. Reports are now coming in from the country of much damage done. A house was crashed by a falling tree but fortunately killed no one. Much turpentine timber was blown down ; also a great deal of corn. Fences on many places were blown to pieces, or otherwise injured. On one or two turpentine farms, the negro hands with their families went down into their wells which were nearly dry, and used them as storm pits. GARDEN OF THE CHURCH. Talmage Preaches on a Text from the Songs of Solomon. Some of the Flowers Planted in the Garden of Christ—The Roses and Snowdrops Among Christians—The Passion Flower of the Cross the Most Beautiful One in the Garden. Brooklyn, July I.—Rev. Dr. Talmage, who is now nearing Australia, on his round-the-world journey, has selected as the subject for his sermon through the press to-day, “The Royal Garden.” the text being taken from Solomon’s Song's, v., 1: “I am come into my garden.” The world has had a great many beau tiful gardens. Charlemagne added to the glory of bis reign by decreeing that they be established all through tbe realm—de creeing even the names of the flowers to be planted there. Henry IV., at Mont pelier, established gardens of bewitching beauty and luxuriance, gathering ipto them Alpine, Pyrenean and French plants. One of the sweetest spots on earth was the garden of Shenstone, the poet. His writings have made but little impression on the world; but his garden, “The Leasowes,” wilt be immortal. To the natural advantage of that place was brought the perfection of art. Arbor, and terrace, and slope, and rustic temple, and resivoir, and urn, and fountain, here had their crowning. Oak, and yew, and hazel put forth their rich est foliage. There was no life more dili gent, no soul more ingenious than that of Shenstone, and all that diligence and ge nius were brought to the adornment of that one treasured spot. He gave three hundred pounds for it; he sold it for sev enteen thousand. And yet, 1 am to tell you of a richer garden than any I have mentioned. It is the garden spoken of in my text, the garden of the Church, which belongs to Christ, for my text says so. He boughtit, he planted it, he owns it. and he shall have it. Walter Scott, in his outlay at Abbotsford, ruined his fortune; and now, in tbe crimson flowers of those gardens, you can almost think or imagine that you see the blood of that old man’s broken heart. The payment of the last one hundred thousand pounds sacrificed him. But I have tn toll you that Christ’s life and Christ’s death were the outlay of this beautiful garden of the church of which my text speaks. O, how many sighs, and tears, and pangs, and agonies! Tell me, ye Women who saw him hang! Tell me, ye executioners who lifted him and let him down ! Tell me, thou sun that didst hide,ye rocks that. fell. “Christ loved the church, and gave him self for it.” If then the garden of the church belongs to Christ, certainly he has a right to walk ih it. Come then, O, pleased Jesus, this morning, walk up and do wn these aisles, and pluck whr.t thou wpt of sweetness for tHyself. • The church, in my text, is appropri ately compared to a garden, because it is a place of choice flowers, of select fruits and of thorough irrigation. That would be a strange garden in which there were no flowers. If nowhere else, they will be along the borders, or at the gateway. The homeliest taste will dictate something, if 'it be the old fashioned hollyhock, or dahlia, or daffodil, or coreopsis; but if there ba larger means, then you will find tbe Mexican cactus andldark-vemed arbutelion, and blazing azalea, and clustering oleander. Well, now Christ comes to his garden, and he plants there some of the brightest spirits that ever flowered upon the world. Some of them are violets, unconspicuous, but sweet in heaven. You have to search for such spirits to find them. You do not see them very often, perhaps, but you find where they have been by the bright ening face of the invalid, and the sprig of geranium on. the stand, and the window-curtains keeping out the glare of the sunlight. They are, perhaps, more like the renunculus, creeping sweetly along amid the thorns and briars of life, giving kiss for sting, and many a man who,has had in his way some great black rock of trouble,has found that they have covered it all over with flowering jasmine running in and out amid the crevices. These Christians in Christ’s garden are not like the sun flower, gaudy in the light; but whenever darkness hovers over a soul that needs to be comforted, there they stand, night blooming cereuses. Butin Christ’s gar den there are plants that may be better compared to the Mexican cactus—thorns without, loveliness within—men with sharp points of character. They wound almost every one that touches them. They are hard to handle. Men pronouce them nothing but thorns, but Christ loves them, notwithstanding all their sharp nesses. Many a man has had very hard ground to culture, and it has only been through severe toil he has raised even the smallest crop of grace. A very harsh minister was talking with a very placid elder, and the placid elder I said to the harsh minister: “Doctor, I do wish you would control your temper.” “Ah,” said the minister to the elder, “I control more temper in five minutes than you do in five years.” It is harder for some men to do right than for others to do right. The grace that would elevate you to the seventh heaven might not keep your brother from knocking a man down. I had a friend who came to me and said: “I dare not join the church,” I said 1 :. “Why?” “Oh,” he said, “I haveisuch a violent temper. Yesterday morning T was crossing very early at the Jersey City sorry, and 1 saw a milkman pour a" large amount of water into the milk can, and I said to him : ‘I think that will do.’ and he insulted me, and I knocked him down. Do you think I ought to join the church ?” Nevertheless, that same man, who was so harsh in his behavior, loved Christ, and could not speak of sacred things without tears of emotion and affection. Thorns without, but sweetness within— the best specimen of Mexican cactus I ever saw. There are others planted in Christ’s garden, who are always ardent, always radiant, always impressive—more like the roses of deep hue that we occasion ally find called “giants of battle,” —the Martin Luthers, St. Pauls, ’Chrysostoms, Wickiiffs. Latimers, aua Samuel Ruther fords. What in other men is a spark, in them is a conflagration. When they sweat, they sweat great drops of blood. Whey they pray, their prayer takes fire, when they preach, it is a Pentecost. When they fight, it is a Thermopylae. When they die, it is a martyrdom. You find a great many roses in the gardens, but only a few “giants of battle.” Men say: “Whydon’t you have more of them in the church?” I say: “Why don’t you have in the world more Napoleons, and Humboldts, and Wellingtons ?’♦ God gives to some ten talents, to another one. In this garden of the cburch, which Christ has planted. I also find the snow drops, beautiful but cold looking, seem ingly another phase of the winter. I mean those Christians who are precise in their tastes, unimpassioned, pure as snowdrops and as cold. They never shed any tears, they never get excited, they never say anything rashly, they never do anything precipitately. Their pulses never flutter, their nerves never twitch, their indignation never boils over. They live longer than most people; but their life is in a minor key. They never run up to “C” above the staff. In the music ot their life they have no staccato pas sages. Chrisfrplanted them in tbe church, and they must be of some service, or they would not be there; snowdrops, al- , ways snowarops But I have not told you of the most beautiful flower in all this garden spoken of in the text. If you seo a “century plant,” your emotions are Started. You say: “Why, this flower has beei, a hun j dredyears gathering up for one bloom, and it will be a hundred years more be fore other petals wjll come out.” But I have to tell you of a plant that whs gath ering up from all eternity, and that nine teen hundred years ago put forth its bloom new to wither. It is the Passion Flower of the Cross! Prophets foretold it. Bethlehem shepherds looked upon it in the bud ; the rocks shooks at its burst ing, and the dead got up in their winding sheets to see its full bloom. It is a crim son flower-—blood at the roots, blood on the branches, blood on all the leaves. Its perfume is to fill ail the nations. Its touch is life. Its breath is heaven. Come, O, winds, from the north, and winds from the south, and winds from the east, and winds from the west, and bear to all the earth the sweet smelling savor of Christ, my Lord . His worth, if all the nations know. Sure the whole earth would love him. too.. Again: The church may be appropri ately compared to a garden, because it is a place of select i’ruits. That would be a strange garden which had in it no berries, no plums, no peaches or apricots. The coarser fruits are planted in the orchard, or they are set out on the sunny hillsides; but the choicest fruits arc kept in the garden. So in the world outside the church Christ has planted a great many beautiful things—patience, charity, gen erosity, integrity; but ho intends the choicest fruits to be in the garden, and if they are not there then shame on the church. Religion is not a mere flowering sentimentality. It is apractical.li/e-gtviug, healthful fruit—not posies, but apples. “Oh!” says somebody, “I don’t set? what your garden of tho church has yielded.” Where did your asylums come from ’ and your hospitals I and your insti tutions of mercy? Christ planted every one of them; he planted them in his gar den. When Christ gave sight to Bartl meus, he laid the corner stone of every blind asylum that bus ever been built. When Christ soothed the demoniac of Galilee, he laid the corner stone of ovary lunatic asylum that ever been estab lished. When Christ said to the sick man: “Take up Thy bed and walk!” he laid the corner stone of every hospital the world has ever seen. When Christ said: “I was in prison, and ye visited me.” he laid the corner stone of every prison reform association that has ever been The church of Christ, is a glorious garqGn, audit is full of fruit. I know there is some poor fruit in it. t I know there are some weeds that ought' to have been thrown over tho fence. I know there are some crab-apple-trecs that ought to be cut down. I know’ there are some wild grapes that ought to be uprooted; but are you going to destroy tbe whole garden because of a little gnarled fruit? You will find worm eaten leaves in Foun talnbleau, and insects tha t sting in the fairy groves of the Champs Eiysees. You do not tear down and destroy the whole garden because there are a few specimens of the gnarled fruit. I admit there are men and women in the church who ought not to be there: but lot us be just as frank, and admit the fact that there are hundreds and thousands and tens of thousands of glorious Christian men and women, holy., blessed, useful, consecrated and triumphant. Their is no grander collection in all the earth than the col lection of Christians. There are) Chris tian men in the church whose reli gion is not a matter of psalm singing and church-going. To-morrow morning that religion will keep them just as consistent and consecrated on “ex change” as it ever kept them at the com munion-taole. There are women in tbe cburch of a higher type so character than Mary of Bethany. They not only sit at the feet of Christ, but they go out into the kitchen to help Martha in her work, that she may sit there too. There is a woman who lias a drunken husband, who has exhibited more faith, and patience, and courage than Hugh Latimer in the fire. He was consumed in twenty min utes. Her’s has been a twenty year’s martyrdom.* Yonder is a man who has lain fifteen years on his back, linable even to feed himself, yet calm and peaceful as though he lay on one of the green banks of heaven, watching the oarsmen dip their paddles in tbe crystal river ! Why, it seems to me this moment as if Paul threw to us a pomologist’s catalogue of the fruits growing in this great garden of Christ—love, joy, peace, patience,charity, brotherly kindness, gentleness, mercy— glorious fruit, enough to fill ’all the baskets of earth and heaven. I have not told you of the better tree in this garden, and of the better fruit. It was planted just outside Jerusalem a good while ago. When that tree was planted, it was so split, and bruised, and barked, men said nothing would ever grow upon it; but no* sooner had that tree been planted, than it budded, and blossomed, and fruited, and the soldiers’ spears were only the cluos that struck down that fruit, and it fell into the lap of the na tions, and men began to pick it up and eat it, and they found in it an antidote to all thirst, to all poison, to all sin, to all death—the smallest cluster larger than the famous one of Eschol, which two mon .carried on a staff between them. If the one apple in Eden killed the race, this one cluster of mercy shall restore it. Again, the church, in my text, is appro priatelj’ called a garden, because it is thorougnly irrigated. No garden could prosper long without plenty of water. 1 have seen a garden in the midst of a des ert, yet blooming and luxuriant. All around was death and barrenness; but there were pipes, aqueducts, reaching from this garden up to the mountains, and thrpugh those aqueducts the water came streaming aoivn and tossing up into i beautiful fountains, until every root, and | leaf and flower were saturated. That is ! like the church. The church is a pardon in the midst of a great desert of sin and suffering; it is well ir rigated, for “our eyes are unto the hills from whence cometh our help.” From the mountains of God’s strength there flow down rivers of gladness. There is a riter, the stream whereof shall make glad the city of our God. Preach ing the gospel is one .of these aqueducts. The Bible is another. Baptism and the Lord’s Supper are aqueducts. Water to slake the thirst, water to restore the faint, water to wash the unclean, water tossed high up in the light of the sun of righteousness, showing us the rainbow around tbe throne. Oh ’ was there over a garden so thoroughly irrigated? sou ( WEEKLY, (2-TIMES-A-WEEK) ®1 A YEAR. ) . X S CENTS A COPY. ?N() 21 I DAILY, «10 A YEAR. 01. i *** A*» p I WEEK! ’ . ' < '*' \ A-- < know the beauty of Versailles and Chats worth depends very much upon the great supply of water. 1 came to the latter place (Chatsworth) one day when strang ers are not to be admitted; but by an inducement, which always seemed a* applicable to an Englishman, as an American, I got in, and then the gardener wont far up above the stairs of stone and turned on the water. I saw the gleaming on the dry pavement, coming down from step to step, until it> came so near I could bear the musical rush, and all over the high, broad stairs j it came foaming, flashing, roaring down, until sunlight and wave in gleesoma wrestle tumbled at my feet. So it is with the church of God. Everything comes from above, pardon from above, joy from above, adoption from above, sanc tification from above. Oh! that now God. would turn on the waters of salvation, that they might flow down through bis heritage, and that this day we might each find our places to be “Elims,” with twelve wells of water, and three score and ten palm trees. Hark! J hear the latch at the garden gate, and I look to see who is coming. I hear the voice of Christ: “I am conte into my garden.” I say:“Come in, O Jesus, we have been waiting for thee; walk all through these paths- Look at the flowers; look at the fruit; pluck that which thou wilt for thyself.” Jesus comes into the garden, and up to that old man and touches him and says: “Al most home, father; not many more aches for thee: I will never leave thee; I will never forsake thee; take courage a little longer, and I will steady thy tottering steps, and I will soothe thy troubles and give thee rest; courage, old man.” Then Christ goes up another garden-path, and he comes to a soul-in trouble, and says: “Peace! all is well. I have seen tho tears; I have heard thy prayer. The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor* the moon by night. The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil; he will preserve thy soul. Courage, oh! troubled spirit.” Then I see Jesus foing up another garden-path, and see great excitement among the leaves, and I hasten up that garden-path to see what Jesus is doing there, and lo! he is breaking off flowers, sharp ana clean, from the steam, and I say: “Stop Jesus, don’t kill those beautiful flowers.” Ho turns to me and says: "I have come into' my garden to gather lilies, and I mean to take these up to a higher terrace, and for the garden around my palace, and there I will plant them, and in better soil, and in better air they shall put forth brighter leaves and sweeter redolence, and no frost shall touch them forever.” And I looked up into his face, and said: “ Well, it is his garden, and he has a right to do what he will with it. Thy will bo done”—the hardest prayer a man over made. I notice that the fine gardens sometimes have high fences around them, and I can not get in. It is so with the king’s gar den. The only glimpses you ever get of such a garden is when the king rides out in his splendid carriage. Itjisndt so with this garden—the king’s garden. I throw wide open the gate, and tell you all to come in. No monopoly in religion. Who- , soever will, may. Choose now between a desert and a garden. Many of you have L tried the garden of this world’s delight. You havefound it has been a chagrin So it was with Theodore Hook. He made all the world laugh. He makes us laugh now when we read his poems; but h® could not make his own heart laugh. While in the midst of his festivities he confronted a looking-glass, and he saw himself, and said: “There, that is true. I look just as I am—done up in body, mind andopurse.” So it was with Shenstone, of whose garden I told you at the beginning of my sermon. He sat down amid those bowers, and said: “I have lost my road to happiness. 1 am angry, and envious, and frantic, and despise everything around me, Just as it becomes a mad man to do.” Oh, ye weary souls come into Christ’s garden to day, and pluck a little heart’s-ease. Christ is the only rest and the only par don for a perturbed spirit. Do you not think your chdnce has almost come? You ■ men and women who have been waiting year after year for some good opportunity in which to accept Christ, but have post poned it five, ten. twenty, thirty years, do you nqt fpel as if now your hour of , deliverance, and pardon, and had come? Oh, man, what grudge hast! thou against thy poor soul, that thou wilt not let it be saved? I feel as if sal vation must come now to some of your i hearts. Some years ago a vessel stuck on the rocks. They had only one lifeboat. In! that life-boat the passengers and crew | were getting ashore. The vessel had foundered, and was sinking deeper and deeper, and that one boat could not take the passengers very swiftly. A iittlo girl stood on the deck, waiting for her | turn to get into the boat. The boat came i and went—came and went—but her turn f did not seem to come. After awhile she ; could wait no longer, and she leaped on ■ the traffrail, and then sprang into the sea, crying to the boatman: “Save me ( next! Save me next!” Oh, how many ! have gone ashore into God’s mercy, ana 1 yet you are clinging to the wreck of sin. ' Others have accepted the pardon of! Christ, but you are in peril. Why not, j this morning, make a rush for your Im- j mortal rescue, crying until Jesus shall I hear you, and heaven and earth ring with j the cry, “Save me next 1 Save me next !** BAYOU SARA ABLAZB. Almost the Entire Business Portion Wiped Out by Eire. Bayou Sara, La., July 1. —Almost tho ensire business portion of Bayou Sara was destroyed by fire to-day. A list of the houses burned follows: Myer's Cen tral hotel and general store, Freyhaus* opera house and vacant store, Joseph Sterns’ livery stable, store and residence, G. P. Littenger’s saloon and residence, John Laßoye’s bakery and confectionery store, A. Harris’ store and express of fice; B. Farrell’s variety store. Ben Mauer’s saloon, store and residence, Mann & Levy’s large general store, Rich i ard Veal’s eating house, Phillip Pettig’s ! barbershop and news room, A. C. Weil s variety store. Sparks carried by the wind set fire to and caused the destruction of Col. Thomas Irvine’s residence, and also tho i old railroad depot on the river front. No j estimate of the loss or insurance has been I made yet. New Postmasters. Washington, July I.—The following new postmasters have been appointed: In Georgia- Fain, Union county, B. N. Dyer, vice J. P. Collins, removed ; Manor, Ware county, J. H. Miller, vice B. M. James, removed; Prescott, Echols country, > W. H. Starling, vice M. Williams, re- I signed. j In Florida—Potsdam, Dade county, Broster Hitching, vice Otto Stupman, re signed, Killed by Sunstroke. Pensacala. Fla., July I.—Capt. Gullich sen, of the Norwegian bark Alette, died suddenly to-day of sunstroke.