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rwm &SKKk '" Wd^k r ■iiXSS?* We solicit articles for this department. The name of the writer should accompany the letter or article, not necessarily for publication, but as an evidence of good laith- Questions and communications relative to agricultural and horticultural subjects, if addressed to Agri. Editor, Drawer N, Milledgeville, Ga., will receive immediate attention. Cabbage Culture. Please let me know which is the best variety of cabbage to plant in this section for a winter crop, and also for the early spring crop; also the proper time for planting of s< dos each crop. I would like also some hints as to manuring and cultivation of the crop. Subscriber. Brunswick, Ga.—Of the numerous va rieties of cabbage, there are few if any more reliable than a well-bred strain of Flat Dutch or Large Late Drumhead. For the southern part of the country the “Florida Sure Header” and the “All Seasons” are also good. A cabbage that has always given us satisfaction is the Fottlers Brunsw’ok. Cabbage seed should be secured from some reliable grower or dealer ’ is willing to war rant them being well bred. Some seeds are very poorly saved and as a conse quence do not head well. Write to Robert Buist, Philadelphia, Pa. It is rather late now to start the winter crop from the seed. For this crop the plants should be set out in June or July. There are some early varieties, however, that it sown no v9 and pushed may be made to head in December—such varieties as Ijttndreth’s Early Drumhead or the Wjn nlngstadt. Late as it is, we would ad vise you to sow the best kind you can get and set out as soon as the plauts get large enough, and keep the crop well cultivated. For the spring crop seeds of some of the above kinds should be sown in Septem ber or early in October. Set the plants out late in October or early in November. Just cultivate enough to keep down any hardy weeds until the cold weather is over, then push them with all the culti vation possible. During the winter apply as a top dress ing any good manure you nave on hand or may get. Stable manure, cotton seed compost, ashes, or a mixture of cotton seed meal and acid phosphate, 500 pounds of the meal and 1,000 pounds of the phos phate. Broadcast the manure evenly. The cultivation should be very shallow after the crop has been well started. The thing is to have the soil highly enriched and top dressing is much the better plan to applying the manure for this spring s crop. There will not be near so much «erof burning the plants. ‘ Bone dust, is rawbone finely ground, is an nailed fertilizer for cabbages, using from 1,000 to 2,000 pounds per acre less if the land is quite rich to start with. It should be harrowed in evenly. In addition to the bone dust use 500 to 800 pounds of cotton seed hull ashes or its equivalent. This is a crop that it pays to manure, for on a very rich acre It is possible to i obtain 50,000 pounds of hard head cabbage not counting waste leaves which make.excel lent food for the milch cows; Nowadays it requires the nicest care and manage ment to keep the crop well protected from its several insects enemies. This done there is no crop that gives the grower more pleasure and profit. Where one has not already done so it is advisable to have an experimental plat of one-quarter acre or less where several varieties of the loading sorts aho tested •ide by side every year for a few years, so as to decide as uSUhe best, kind for our soli and plant out in the fall, another excellent kind is the Improved American Savoy (drum head). It is very hard and hardy, with standing the very coldest weather that it is likely to be subjected to. A good strain of Flat Dutch is hardly surpassed by any new kind, however. Send for a half dozen catalogues from as many leading seedsmen and study their lists, but do not attempt more than six varieties. Grain Prices in August. B. F. M. asks, what was the compara tive price of the several grains during the latter part of August? Taking the prices that ruled at Chicago, the great grain center and market, the following are given: rPer bushel. Wheat M«c Corn...s4\c Oats 3O J i c gy® Since that time corn advanced, and for the first time in many years has occupied the remarkable position of leading all the grains in value, so far as measure goes. Os course, it should be borne in mind that there is a different weight to their respective bushels. While wheat weighs fid pounds, corn and rye each weigh 56 pounds, barley 47 and oats 82. Calculating to weight instead of meas ure the following showing will be made: Per IJ.) pounds, wheat. 1H.4: per tonslß 25 Per 10) pounds, corn. 97; per tonlft to per 100 pounds, oats. 96; per tonl9 20 Par 1 0 pounds, rye. 8»; per tonl7 60 Per 10j pounds, barley, 116; per ton 23 20 Irish Potato Growing In the South. A. P. Farmley, in writing in Home and Farm says: “In the southern states in terest in the Irish potato has been con stantly on the increase since the great discovery that second-crop potatoes, even if not half grown at digging time, make the best of seed When the south was deoendent on the north for seed potatoes, good seed potatoes could not be procured, and when this could be done they were ex pensive. Now it is possible for every farmer in the south to raise his own seed potatoes, and better seed than he could get from the far north. The result of this is. more land in every part of the south is devoted >o the Irish potato, and the acreage is in creasing from year to year. The north, the only part of our country before 1860 we thought could raise potatoes. is now dependent for many months in the year on the south for potatoes. Wherever there are good shipping facilities in the •outh potato raising is profitable. There are inquiries constantly coming from the south about the profits of the potato crop, the markets for the same, the best kinds to plant and the best way to raise second crops. From time to time •11 these questions have been fully an swered in Home and Form, but as long as •ny one of our readers wants informa- tion in regard to these matters we will give it. We are asked to tell the best kind of potato to plant in the south, and we re gret we can answer only in a general way. The kind of potato best for a certain lo cality in the south is to be determined only by an actual experiment. In the north the variety of Irish potato that is suited to one section can be recommended for any locality in the north where it has not been tried with a feeling of confidence that it will do well. But this we cannot do so far as the south is concerned. The potato that does well in Louisi ana may be unsuited to the cli mate and soil of Tennessee. What is called a late potato in Kentucky and Ten nessee and other southern states in the same latitude would not do to plant for an early ctop in those states; but it seems, from the testimony of many 7 cor respondents and potatoes shipped north early in the season, as far south as Mobile, owing to some peculiarity of climate or soil, there is not as much dif ference in late and* early kinds of pota toes as in Tennessee and states north of Tennessee. The Peerless, that would not do in Tenne-see to plant for an early crop, answer every purpose of an early potato in the southern part of Alabama. Jn Kentucky the Puritan, Early Rose, Beauty of Hebron and Thorburn are all favorites, and they are' found to do well in the south. Os this number the Early Rose is the favorite. With many potato raisers in the south, from Tennessee to Texas, the Triumph is preferred to all other kinds. It is productive, extra early and grows well for second crop. The Triumph seems to do well in all parts of the south. The only objection we have to it is that it is not a good potato to ship to the north on account of its qual ity not suiting everybody. Raising second-crop potatoes for seed or winter use is attended with consider able difficulty when the planter is with out experience, and whose neighbors are as inexperienced as himself. We have frequently stated that a potato after maturing is not in condition to grow for several weeks. Its sprouting capacity is daveloped by time. Potatoes intended to plant for second crop should be dug as soon as matured. Put in barrels as soon as they come from the ground, and if any are rejected let it be the small ones, as they are less apt to grow: the largest tubers show sprouts first. After placed in barrels they should be put in a shady place out of the reach of rains. At planting time, which must be determined by the planter, or some one in the neighborhood who knows from experience, they should be cut and immediately planted. Every potato should be cut, little and big. The time of planting varies in different states. The further south we go the later potatoes can be planted. In Tennessee the first of August is the usual time to plant second crops. In Alabama September is the proper time. When, there is any trouble about pota toes sprouting readily when planted, to make sure of a crop, the seed should be sprouted before planted. There are va rious methods of sprouting, but the most approved plan is to cut the tubers, put them in a cold frame six or seven inches deep, dampen well with water, cover with straw and keep the straw well dampened. as soon as the potatoes show signs of growth, plant. The preparation of the soil before plant ing second crop is an important item. Many fail to get a stand because the soil was not properly prepared. The soil should be fine, free from all trash, and damp or moist. If the potatoes are slow in coming up, harrow the land frequently and growth will be hastened. If, when the vines are killed by frost, the tubers are only half or three-quarters grown, do not be afraid they will not make good seed. Potatoes dug in an unripe condi tion make better seed than those fully matured. . The gardeners around Louisville can not always bo sure of a second crop of po tatoes, and they have found a good sub stitute in a late or fall crop, grown from seed selected from a previous year’s crop. Early in the spring good seed potatoes are barrelled and placed in a cold storage warehouse, where, under a low tempera ture (one or two degrees above freezing), they remain in an unsprouted condition until they are wanted to plant, which is the last of July or first of August. Thousands of’barrels of potatoes are put in cooling houses every spring, and the gardeners find that a late crop of potatoes raised in this way is quite profit able. Seed are now high, $8 and $lO per barrel, and but few in the market. As we have frequently said, while we do not believe potatoes raised in this way are as good as real second crops they an swer the purpose and give general satis faction. But there is no use of cold storage warehouses for potatoes in the south. The first crop matures so early and the second crop is planted so late, there is plenty of time between the two for the potatoes of the first crop to get in a condition to grow. A. P. Farnsley. Keep the Good Brood Sow. The tendency among breeders and farmers is toward using too much young stock in the breeding pen, says the Swine herd. With the boar this tendency is not so harmful as with the sow. A boar in his first season Os service will virtually establish his value as a breeder. But the sow must be given a chance. Neither the first litter or the second will fully test her capabilities. It is not uncom mon for a young sow to farrow a very small litter and later raise large lit ters. If you have a good young aow, well bred and a tine looker, don’t sacrifice her if she only farrows two or three pigs the first litter, especially if she is a free milker and a kind mother and her pigs show up good points. Give her two or three more chances. There is no more risk with her than with another young sow, and the chances of her development into a fii’st-class brood sow are good. All admit that aged breed sows produce, as a rule, the most vigor ous pigs, are most prolific and best mothers. And when the expense is figured it will be found as cheap, if not cheaper, to keep over a mature sow as a young and growing animal. Os course the temptation is great to fit for market sows that will take on fat easily and turn the scale at 400 or 450 pounds. But if ten aged sows will bring the breeder 100 good pigs it is cheaper to keep and breed them than to select out and keep over fif teen gilts that may not bring you more than half the number, and some of which may prove in different mothers. No doubt much of the lack of vigor complained of is due to the too constant breeding of im mature animals. By judiciously ” adding two or three young sows to the breeding pen each year and selling off the aged sows whose usefulness is wanting the highest efficiency can be kept up in the breeding pen at less expense than is pos sible with all young stock. This view is taken by many of the most successful farmers and breeders of the country, and experience will confirm it on the part of all who make the trial. A Few Facts and Figures About Hogs. The value of hog raising is not gener ally understood from an improved hog standpoint, says W. E. Skinner in Farm and Rauch. I would, therefore, request a careful reading of the following facts and figures on the hog, relative to his money 7 producing power. Take one sow and let her produce three pigs twice, a year, which is a very low estimate of her ability, and she has earned you on maturity of these pigs, by the lowest figures of to-day’s market quotation from the Fort Worth Stock . Yards market. $57 in one year by aver aging the hogs at 200 pounds each, raised at a cost that wqul*.ke too low to figure, either by following cattle or full THE WEEKLY NEWS (TWO-TIMES-A-WEEK): THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 6, 1894. feeding. Compare these figures with the cost of raising a steer or cow for market and see where the money is. There is never any let up to the demand for hogs, and the conditions of Texas attendant to the successful raising of hogs is so far superior to the north and west that the northern people would look to Texas to supply them when such shortages occur as was experienced; in the past year in the north and west through the agency or cholera.. I understand that cholera is a thing practically unknown in Texas. This being true, an all-the-year-round crop of hogs would be an assured thing in Texas. Let me ask the farmer if there is any thing else he raises that makes him money any faster? It is not necessary that you raise carloads at a time; raise just what you are able in the room allotted on the farm, and raise them good, and as soon as there is any quantity in the country sur rounding any town, competitive buyers will locate at the most convenient ship ping points, who will buy your hogs and ship them to his home market, where there is always a demand in excess of the supply. As the prices paid at the Fort Worth market compare with prices paid at northern markets, it stands the shippers in hand to ship them to Fort Worth. The small feeder does not need to sell to his home buyer unless he wishes, but can get his neighbors to aid him in making a car of the same kind of hogs as his own, bring them in and sell them himself, and pro-rate the proceeds when he gets home, or send them to some reliable commission man and avoid the necessity of leaving home at all. The Fort Worth market is open to all, the large and the small, and all will be treated with uniform courtesy. The greatest advantage of a home live stock market redounds to the man who is always shaping up some hogs or butchers stuff to market. The Fort Worth market looks to such a man to aid them in making the Texas live stock market one that, will take rank with the markets that now rank the largest in the world. Each day in conversation with the men who loan money, I find they are beginning to real ize what their northern confreres have ■known for some time—that is, that there is no better paper extant than that cover ing money loaned to feed hogs and cattle with; consequently no feeder or farmer need say he has not the feed, or he has not the stock, as money can be procured easily to buy What he lacks. Crimson Clover. In, reply to a correspondent, the West ern Rural says: “Crimson clover is listed in the Hooks as an annual, but from accounts it succeeds better as a biennial. That is by planting in the fall, early enough for some grow’th, with the final crop of hay and seeds the following year, which ends its existence. This plant is a native-of Italy, and is known under the name of crimson trefoil or trifolium in carfiatum. It Was introduced from Italy into England over three hundred years ago, and especially in the south of Eng gland, farmers have used it for ages. They found that it would grow on almost all kinds of land, and they planted it for grass, bedding and hay. In fact, on nearly all farms of the south of England fields of crimson clover will be found. In 1859 the plant was brought to this country and efforts were made to intro duce it. But the farmers did not take to it kindly. The value of clover then as a soil renovator was not understood or ap preciated. Farmers raised cloven, but more as a pasture than for improving the soil. It was only natural that crimson clover should be neglected when the other varieties, established here fpr years, were not looked upon with any special interest. But the clover craze came soon lifter, and from thpt time until the present clover has been raised for its fertilizing more than for its feeding value. It soon became the fashion, it might be said to raise clover, and those who could not raise it on their poor lands sought advice from the agricultural journals. All sorts of soils were tested with clover, and the amount of literature on the subject would fill'volumes. Clover is at the foundation of all good farming, and is an essential crop to keep up the fertility of the soil. It will suc ceed on all good land with fair cultiva tion, and makes an excellent crop for a rotation. But on many poor soils no good clover “catch” can be made until the soil is improved or except under very fine cul tivation. The real difficulty has thus been found in getting a start in clover. The question of growing clover is easily solved if the soil is good euough to get a start. The crimson clover seems to come in to solve this latter question. It will thrive remarkably well on soil that will refuse to produce a crop of the ordinary clover. It is a plant that is hard to kill, either bv dry weather or very cold weather. In this respect it is a great gift to the Ameri can farmer. Possessing the good at tributes' of ordinary clovers, it adds to them a hardy nature and wonderful pro ductive powers. Another point of value must be mentioned. The ordinary clovers will not grow successfully on the southern soils, but it seems that the crimson clover can be grown very successfully in the south and west. Further tests in this country, however, are necessary to prove all that is claimed for the crimson clover. Truck Farming. The small farms near cities and towns may be made profitable by being devoted, in a measure at least, to truck farming. To attain to any ‘marked success in this line, however, requires a thoroughness not essential as in some other branches of farm husbandry. A writer in the American Cultivator says: The ques tion of selling the products of the truck farm after they have been raised often requires more study than that of grow ing them. There are generally three ways by which these goods are disposed of. The first is to sell the goods direct at wholesale prices to tfce green grocers, who make a business or distributing them. The second method is to build up a regular trade by having a permanent market stand where customers will come. The third and last way is to have a regu lar route to peddle the goods to whoever cares to buy them. The latter method takes so much time that it actually 7 costs more to sell the goods than to grow them. Very few progressive truck farmers can afford to leave their farms long enough to peddle out all of their produce in this way. They may often get more for the goods, but the question is whether the additional sum will pay for the extra time required. The second method is superior to the ■e physical tution often from unnat 1, pernicious ts, contracted through ignorance g*. or from excesses. “ Loss of manly power, nervous exhaustion, nervous debility, im paired memory, low spirits, irritable temper, and a thousand and one derange ments of mind and body, result from such reckless self-abuse. To reach, reclaim and restore such un fortunates to health and happiness, is the aim of the publish era of a Look, written in plain but chaste language, on the na ture, symptoms and curability, by home treatment, of such diseases. This bixjk will be sent sealed, in plain envelope, on receipt of this notice with ten cents in stamps, to pay postage. Address, World’s Dispensary Medical Association, G6B Main St., Buffalo, N. Y. I IKEDICAL DADWAY’S H READY RELIEF. 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BADWAY A CO., 32 Warren street, New York. third, for a permanent stand m some good city market means that good cus tomers will in time come early to the place and the goods can be disposed of before noon. In this way the farmer can get back to his farm- early in the day ready for loading ud again. .Where a rent has to be paid lor the stand, the question of profit becomes more doubtful. The disadvantages of this system are also numerous.: In order to get to the stand early onp must rise very early in the morning and spend many hours in the air during all sorts of weather. In the fall of the year there will be considerable exposure to the cold, so that one actually runs the risk of injuring his health. The whole sale method of selling the market produce is employed by most of tbe progressive truck farmers, and, on the whole, it seems the most business like. The wholesale manufacturers are willing to receive less profit on their goods and to have some body else distribute them. In this way they are relieved of details and can de vote all of their energies to their one plant. The same reasons apply to. the market gardener. He does not as a rule save by spending all of his time in peddling goods, but some central, trustworthy distributing point should be madq so that be can re lieve himself of all further care about the goods. Wholesale dealers will supply the trade with only a fair profit to them, and this profit is legitimately earned. The difference between the prices for the goods at wholesale and retail is some times very large—almost too large to make farmers believe that everything is honest But retail dealers have estab lished their trade, and their prices do not fluctuate so much as those of the wholesale markets. If any iprodUce de clines in value it is several days after be fore the retail markets show any signs of it, and if the decline is only of short dura tion tbe retail prices will not change at all. The consumers are the ones that lose on one side by this, and the cultiva tors of the soil at the other side. The middlemen make the extra profit, and generally the small retail stores get the lion’s share, still, all things considered, it pays most truck gardeners better to deal with the wholesale houses rather than to attempt' peddle their goods around, or to make separate bargains with the retail stores. Fann Items. It is stated that the hern fly already has thirteen distinct parasitic en.emies, and the promise is good that it will be exterminated before many years. Prof. Goesmann of the Massachusetts experiment station states that a ton of bran contains about sixty pounds more of protein than is contained in a ton of com: also that it is more digestible. During the first five months of 1894 this country shipped to England 166,000 live cattle and 75,000,000 pounds of dressed beef. The total value was over $22,000,- 000. It is a curious fact that eggs of 1 the purest white are laid by the black breeds —Black Spanish and Black Minorca —and these are the eggs that are in most de mand by the fancy tirade. It is their nice appearance that sells fbetn.' It has been wisely and forcible said that grass is essentially a milk, cream and butter food. The finest grain mix ture ever devised will not answer so well. When the latter is given it should be with the idea of making bone and muscle, while the grass makes the milk. It has come to be pretty well under stood that clover is after all only a bien nial plant, and that the so-called winter killing is mainly death from natural causes. If you do not want to have the clover field die out see that it has a fresh supply of seed every second year at least. In 1857 Australia produced only 30,000,- 000 pounds of wool. Now the production is annually 250,000,000 pounds. The River Plajte country in 1857 produced but' 10,- 000,000 pounds, and has increased to 110,- 000,000 The Cape of Good Hope country in 1857 produced 10,000,000 pounds, and now 50,000,000. Some one claiming to speak from exper ience says that smartweed, boiled with water into a strong decoction and applied to the animals with a sponge-over the en tire body, will effectually keep all fly pests away. The effect lasts about twen ty-four hours, and during that period no insects trouble the animal. - Its efficacy may be easily tested ; the weed grows al- Tnost everywhere, and the fly season is now at its worst. * Do you have headache, dizziness, drow siness, loss of appetite and other symp toms of biliousness? Hood’s Sarsaparilla will cure you.—a'd. A. Counterfeit Bill Afloat. Waycross. Ga., Sept. 3.—A man named Bennett, from near Mill wood, Ga., passed ass counterfeit bill last night in a trade i with Mrs. Cottingham, the milliner. He I had bought a hat and handed Mrs. Cot tingham the bogus bill. He said his name was Tom Watson. -It was discov ered that the bill was counterfeit and the youngster attempted to escape. He left ostensibly in search of a drink of water and started to leave town, but was halted. He had several genuine bills and claimed that the counterfeit bill had been paid to him without his knowledge of its worthlessness. Mrs. Cottingham accepted his explanation and permitted him to go. Trade at Manchester. Manchester, Sept. 2.—During the week a fair business was done for India and China, makers having more orders than for some time. Prices, however, were still near lowest point, especially for low China cloths . and best shirtings The home trade showed im provement with the fine weather, new orders being ' given with greater freedom. Moderate orders were taken for South America and Egypt Yarns dragged in spite of the lessened production. Home buyers continued their hand-to-mouth policy, and of export bun dles only Indian forties sold fairly well at rather better limits. Prices were nominally unchanged throughout. TALMAGE ON THE RESCUE. The Text of His Sermon Taken From Acts xvi., 31. . The Story of Faul and Silas—Put , : Your Trust in the Lord Jesus Christ and You Will Be Saved—Our Savior and the Cross—To Those Hearts Who Are Utterly Broken Down by Be reavement He Suggests the Bternal Balm of Heaven. Brooklyn, Sept. 2.—Rev. Dr. Talmage, who is still absent in the South Pacific, has selected as the subject of to-day’s sermon through the press. “The Rescue,” the text chosen being Acts 16: 31: “Be lieve on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved.” Jails are dark, dull, damp, loathsome places even now; but they were worse in the apostolic times. I imagine, to-day, we are standing in the Philippian dun geon. Do you not feel the chill? Do you not hear the groan of those incarce rated ones who for ten years have not i seen the sunlight, and the deep sigh of women who remember their father’s house, and morn over the wasted estates? Listen again. It is the cough of a' com sumptive, or the struggle of one in the nightmare of a great horror. You listen again, and hear a culprit, his chains rat tling as he rolls over in his dreams, and you say: “God pity the prisoner.” But there is another sound in that prison. It is the song of joy and gladness. What a place to sing in? The music comes wind ing through the corridors of the prison, and in all the dark wards the whisper is heard: “What’s that? “What’s that?” It is the song of Paul and Silas. They cannot sleep. They have been whipped, very badly whipped. The long gashes on their backs are bleeding yet. They lie flat on the ground, their feet fast in wooden sockets, and, of course, they can not sleep. But they can sing. Jailer, what are you doing with these people? Why have they been put inhere! Oh, they have been trying to make the world better. Is that all? That is all. A pit for Joseph. A lion’s cave for Daniel. A blazing furnace for Shadrach. Clubs for John Wesley. An anathema for Philip Melancthon. A dungeon for Paul and Silas. But while we are standing in the gloom of the Phillippian dungeon, and we hear the mingling voices of sob and groan and blasphemy and hallelujah, suddenly an earthquake! The iron bars of the prison twist, the Pillars crack off, the solid ma sonry begins to heave, and all the doors swing open. The jailer, feeling himself responsible for these prisoners, and be lieving, in his pagan ignorance, suicide to be honorable—since Brutus killed him self. and Cato killed himsel, and Cassius killed himself—puts his sword to his own heart, proposing with one strong keen thrust to put an end to his excitement and agitation. But Paul cries out, “Stop! stop! Do thyself no harm. We are all here.?’ Then I see the jailer running through the dust and amid the ruin of that prison, and I see him throwing himself down at the feet of these prisoners, crying out, “What shall I do? What shall I do?” Did Paul answer, “Get out of this place before there is another earthquake; put handcuffs and hobbles on these other pris oners lest they get away?” No word of that kind. His compact, thrilling, tre mendous answer, answer memorable all through earth and heaven, was, “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved.” Well, we have all read of the earth quake in Lisbon, in Lima, in Aleppo, and in Carracas; but we live in a latitude where in all our memory there has not been one severe volcanic disturbance. And yet we have seen fifty earthquakes. Here IS a man who has been building up a large fortune. His bid on the money market was felt in all cities. He thinks he has got beyond all annoying rivalries in trade, and he says to himself, “Now I am free and safe from all possible per turbation.” But in 1857 or in 1873 a na tional panic strikes the foundation of the commercial world, and crash goes all that magnificent business establishment. Here is a man who has built up a very beautiful home. His daughters have just come home from the seminary with diplo mas of graduation. His sons have started in life, honest, temperate, and pure. When the evening lights are struck, there is a happy and unbroken family circle. But there has been an ac cident down at Long Branch. The young man ventured too far out in the surf. The telegraph hurled the terror up to the city. An earthquake struck under the founda tion of that beautiful home. The piano closed; the curtains dropped; the laughter hushed. Crash! go all those domestic hopes and prospects and expec tations. So, my friends, we have all felt the shaking down of some great trouble, and there wap a time when we were as much excited as this man of the text, and we cried out as he did: “What shall I do? What shall I do?” The same reply that the apostle made to him is appro priate to> us: “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.” There are some documents of so little importance that you do not care to put •any more than your last name under them, or even your initials; but there are some documents of so great impor tance that you write out your full name. So the Saviour in some parts of the Bible is called “Lord,” and in other parts of the Bible he is called “Jesus,” and in other parts of the Bible he is called “Christ;” but that there might be no mistake about this passage, all three names come together—“ The Lord Jesus Christ.” Now, who is this being that you want me to trust in and believe in? Men some times come to me with credentials and certificates of good character, but I can not trust them. There is some dishon esty in their looks that makes me know that I shall be cheated if I confide in them. You cannot put your heart’s con fidence in a man until you know what stuff he is made of, and am I unreason able when I stop to ask you who this is that you want me to trust in? No man would think of venturing his life on a The Oldest And the Best “In the Fall of ’93, my son, R. B. Rouzie, had a huge carbun cle on his neck. The doctor lanced it, but gave him no per manent benefit. AVFR’<B I Sarsaparilla was then resorted to, and the re sult was all we could have wished for. The carbuncle healed quick ly, and his health is now perfect.” —H. S. Rouzie, Champlain, Va. The Only Sarsaparilla At World’s Fair. j vessel going out to sea that had never i been inspected. | No, you must have the certificate hung amidships, telling how many tons it car ries, and how long ago it was built, and who built it, and all about it. And you cannot expect me to risk the cargo of my immortal interests on board any craft till you tell me what it is made of, and where it was made, and what it is. When, then, I ask you who this is you want me to trust in, you tell me he is a very attractive person. Contemporary writers describe his whole appearance as being resplendent. There was no need for Christ to tell the children to come to him. ‘‘Suffer little children to come unto me,” was not spoken to the children; it was spoken to the disciples. The children came readily enough without any invita tion. No sooner did Jesus appear, than the little ones jumped from their mothers’ arms, an avalanche of beauty and love, into his lap. Christ did not ask John to put his head down on his bosom; John could not help but put his head there. I suppose a look at Christ was just to love him. How attractive his manner! Why, when they saw Christ coming along the street, they ran Into their houses, and they wrapped up their invalids as quick as they could, and brought them out that he might look at them. O, there was something so pleas ant, so cheering in everything he did, in his very look. When these sick ones were brought out did he say; ‘‘Do not bring before me these sores; do not trouble me with these leprosies?” No, no; there was a kind look, there was a gentle word, there was a healing touch. They could not keep away from him. In addition to this softness of charac ter there was a fiery momentum. How the kings of the earth turned pale. Here is a plain man with a few sailors at his back, coming off the sea of Galilee, going up to the palace of the Caesars, making that palace quake to the foundations, and uttering a word of mercy and kindness which throbs through all the earth, and through all the heavens, and through all ages. Oh, he was a loving Christ. But it was not effeminacy or insipidity of character; it was accompanied with majesty, infinite and omnipotent. Test the world should not realize his earnest ness this Christ mounts the cross. You say: “If Christ has to die, why not let him take some deadly potion and lie on a couch in some bright and 'beauti ful home. If he must die, let him expire amid all kindly attentions.” No, the world must hear the hammers on the heads of the spikes. The world must listen to the death-rattle of the sufferer. The world must feel his warm blood drop ping on each cheek, while it looks up into the face of his anguish. And so the cross must be lifted, and a hole is dug on the top of Calvary. It must be dug three feet deep, and then the cross is laid on the ground, and the sufferer is stretched upon it, and the nails are pounded through nerve and mus cle and bone, through the right hand, through the left hand; and then they shake his right hand to see if it is fast, and they heave up the wood, half a dozen shoulders under the weight, and they put the end of the cross to the mouth of the hole, and they plunge it in, all.the weight of his body coming down for the first time on the spikes; and while some hold the cross upright, others throw in the dirt and trample it down, and trample it hard. Oh, plant that tree well and thoroughly, for it is to bear fruit such as no other tree ever bore. Why did Christ endure it? He could have taken those rocks an d with them crushed his crucifiers. He could have reached up and grasped the sword of the Omnipotent God and with one clean cut have tumbled them into perdition. But no; he was to die. He must die. His life for your life. In a European city a young man died on the scaffold for the crime of murder,. Some time after the mother of this young man was dying, and the priest came in, and she made confession, to the priest that she was the murderer, and not her son; in a moment of anger she had struck her hus band a blow that slew him. The son came suddenly into the room and was washing away the wounds and trying to resuscitate his father, when some one looked through the window and saw him, and supposed him to be the criminal. That young man died for his own mother. You say, “It was wonderful that he never exposed her.” But I tell you of a grander thing. Christ, the Son of God, died not for his mother, not for his father, but fob his sworn enemies. Oh, such a Christ as that—so loving, so patient, so self-sacri ficing—can you not trust him? I think there are many under the influ ence of the Spirit of God who are saying, “I will trust him if you will only tell me how,” and the great question asked by many is, “How? how?” And while I an swer your question I look up and utter the prayer which Rowland Hill so often uttered in the midst of his sermons, “Master, help!” How are you to trust in Christ? Just as you trust any one. You trust your partner in business with important things. If a commercial house gives you a note payable three months hence, you expect the payment of that note at the end of three months. You have perfect confidence in their word and in their ability. Or again, you go home to-day. You expect there will be food on the table. You have confidence in that. Now, I ask you to have the same confidence in the Lord Jesus Christ, He says, “You believe;! take away your sins; and they are all taken away. “What!” you say, “before I pray any more? before I read my Bible any more? before I cry over my sins any more?” Yes, this moment. Believe with all your heart and you ana saved. Why, Christ is only waiting to get from you what you give to scores of people every day. What is that? Confidence. If these people whom you trust day by day are more worthy than Christ, if they are' more faithful than Christ, if they have done more than Christ ever did, then give them the preference; but if you really think that Christ is as trustworthy as they are, then deal with Him as fairly. “Oh,” says some one in a light way, “I believe that Christ was born in Bethle hem, and I believe that he died on the cross.” Do you believe it with your head or your heart? I will illustrate the dif ference. You are in your own house. In the morning you open a newspaper and you read how Capt. Braveheart on the sea risked his life for the salvation of his passengers. You say, “What a grand fellow he must have been! His family deserves very well of the country.” You fold the newspaper and sit down at the table, and perhaps do not think of that incident again. That is historical faith. But now you are on the sea, and it is night, and you are asleep, and you are awakened by the shriek of “Fire!” You rush out on the deck. You hear, amid the wringing of the hands and the faint ing, theory: “No hope! No hope!” We are lost! we are lost! The sail puts out its wing of fire, the ropes make a burning ladder in the night heavens, the spirit of wrecks hisses in the wave, and qn the ■hurricane deck shakes out its banner of smoke and darkness. “Down with the life boats!” cries the captain. “Down with the life boats!” People rush into them. The boats are about full. Room only for one more man. You are standing on the deck beside the captain. Who shall it be? You or the captain? The captain says, “You.” You jump and are saved. He stands there and dies. Now, you believe that Capt. Braveheart sacrificed himself for his passengers, but you believe it with love, with tears, with hot and long-continued exclamations; with grief at his loss and joy at your de liverance. That is saving faith. In other words, what you believe with all the heart and believe in regard to yourself. On this hinge turns my sermon; aye, the salvation of your immortal soul. You often go across a bridge you know nothing about. You do not know who built the bridge, you do not know what material it’ is made of; but you come to it, and walk over it, and ask no ques tions. And here is an arched bridge blasted from the “Rock of Ages”’ And built by the architect of the whole uni verse, spanning the dark gulf between sin and righteousness, and all God asks you is to walk across it; and you start, and you come to it, and you stop, and you go a little way on and you stop, and you fall back, and you experiment. You say, “How do I know that bridge will hold me?” instead of marching on with firm step, asking no questions, but feeling that the strength of the eternal God is under you. Oh, was there ever a prize proffered so cheap as pardon and heaven are offered to you? For how much? A million dollars? It is certainly worth more than that. But cheaper than that you can have it. Ten thousand dollars? Less than that. Five thousand dollars? Less that that. One dollar? Less than that. One farthing? Less than that. “Without money and without pricb.” No money to pay. No journey to take. No penance to suffer. Only just one decisive action of the soul: “Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved.” , Shall I try to tell you what it is to be saved? I cannot tell ybu. No mari, no angel, can tell you. But I can hint at it. For my text brings me up to this point. “Thou shalt be saved.” It means a happy life here, and a peaceful death and a bliss ful eternity. It is a grand thing to go to sleep at night, and to get up in the morn ing, and to do business all day feeling that all is right between my heart and • God, No accident, no sickness, no perse cution, no peril, no sword can do me any permanent damage. I am a forgiven child of God, and he is bound to see me thrdhirh. He has sworn he will see me through. The mountains may depart, the earth may burn, the light of the stars may be blown out by the blast of the judgment hurricane; but life and death, things present and things to comp, are mine. Yea, further than that—it means a peaceful death. Mrs. Hernans, Mrs. Sigourney, Dr. Young, and almost all the poets have said handsome things about death. There is nothing beautiful about it. When we stand by the white and rigid features of those whom we love, and they give no answering pressure of the hand, and no returning kiss of the lip, we do not want anybody poetizing around. about us. Death is loathsomeness, and midnight and the wringing of th'e heart until the tendrils snap and curl in the torture, unless Christ shall,be with us. I confess to you an infinity fear, a consuming horror of death, unless Christ shall be with me. I would rather go down into a cave of wild beasts or a jungle of reptiles than into the grave, un less Christ goes with me. Will you tqll me that lamto be carried out from my bright home and put away in the dark ness? I cannot bear darkness. At the first coming of the evening I must have the gas lighted, and the, farther on in life I get the more I like to* have my friends round about me/ And am I to be put off for thousands of years in a dark place, with no one to speak to? When the holidays come, and the gifts are distributed, shall I add no joy to the “Merry Christmas,” or the “Happy New. Year?” Ah, do not point down to the hole in the ground, the grave, and call it a beautiful place; un less there be some, supernatural illumina tion I shudder back from it. My whole nature revolts at it. But now this glor ious lamp is lifted above the grave, and all the darkness is gone, and the way is clear. I look into it now without a single shudder. Now my anxiety is not about death; my anxiety is that I may live aright, for J know that if my life is con sistent when I come to the last hour, and this voice is silent, and these eyes are closed, and these hands with which I beg for your eternal salvation to-day are folded over the still heart, that then I Shall only begin to live. Whas power is there in anything to chill me |n the last hour if Christ wraps around me the skirt of his own garment?. What darkness can fall upon my eyelids' then, amid the heavenly daybreak. O Death, I will not fear thee then. Back to thy cavern of darkness, thou robber of all the earth. Fly, thou despoiler of families. With this battle-ax I new thee in twain from helmet to sandal, the voice of Christ sounding all over the earth and through the heavens: “O Death, I will be thy plague. O Grave, I will be thy de struction.” To be saved is to wake up in the pres ence of Christ. You know when Jesus was upon the earth how happy he made every house he went into, and when he brings us up to his house in heaven how great shall be our glee. His voice has more music in it than is to be heard in all the orators of eternity. Talk not about banks dashed with efflorescence. Jesus is the chief bloom of heaven. We shall see the very face that beamed sympathy in Bethany, and take the very hand that dropped its blood from the short beam of the cross. Oh. I want to stand in eternity with him. Toward that harbor I steer. Toward that goal I run. I shall be satis fied when I awake in his likeness. Oh, broken-hearted men and women, how sweet it will be in that good land to pour all of your hardships and bereave ments and losses into the loving ear of Christ, and then have him explain why it was best for you to be sick, and why it was best for you to be widowed, and why it was best for you to be persecuted, and why it. Was best for you to be tried, and have him point to an elevation propor tionate to your disquietude here, saying, “You suffered with me on earth, come up now and be glorified'with me in heaven.” Some one went into a house where there had been a good deal of trouble, and said to the woman there, “You seem to be lonely.” “Yes.” she said, “I am lonely.” “How many in the family?” “Only myself.” “Have you had any children?” “I had seven children.” “Whereare they?” “Gone.” “All gone?” “AU,” “All dead?” “All.” Then she breathed a long sigh into the loneliness, and said, “Ph, sir, I have been a good mother to the grave.” And so there are hearts here that are utterly broken down by the bereave ments of life. I point you to-day to the eternal balm of heaven. Oh, aged men and women who have grown in grace to three score years and ten! will not your decrepitude change for the leap of a hart when you come to look face to face upon him whom having not. seen you love? Oh, that wiU be the Good Shepherd, not out in the night and watching to keep off the wolves, but with the lamb reclining on the sunlit hill. , That will be the captain of our salvation, not amid the roar and crash and boom of battle, but amid his disbanded troops keeping victorious fes tivity. That will be the bridegroom of the Church coming from afar, the bride leaning upon his arm while he looks down into her face and says, “Behold, thou art fair, my love! Behold, thou art fair!” ATTACKED IN A STREET OAR. A Negro Attempts to Strike Judge O’Byrne for a Reprimand. . Edward Monroe, colored, will be before the recorder this morning on the charge of attempting to strike Judge D. A. O’Byrne. Judge O’Byrne boarded a City and Suburban street car on Liberty street bound for the market Sat urday afternoon. Monroe got on shortly after and proceeded to squeeze himself in beside a lady on a front seat, although there was plenty of room further back. Judge O’Byrne thought the negro was purposely crowding the lady and spoke to him about it. The ne gro made an impertinent reply and Judge O’Byrne ordered him to move his seat. This the negro refused to do and at tempted to strike Judge O’Byrne. The car arriving at the market shortly after, Judge O’Byrne called upon Foliceman Sam Davis to arrest Monroe, which the officer did with a great deal of pleasure. 3