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MABEL ELLIOTT
THE
Banter’s Dauier.
Itj GENEVIEVE I I,MAR,
lather of "A Woird Wedding Might,' 1 “Tho
low of Her L fe," "Tho Stolon Bride*
groom," "Cruel no the Grave,"
"Her Wedding Night,"
Ete., Etc, Ete.
(From the Chicago l.edgor.l
(lI.MTEItX -Continuod
"riomo, return to tho hotol, Mr. Vance,*
tho was saving. “It is getting late, and
papa will miss me."
The man held the boat in abeyance by
backing the oars.
“It is such a delightful night," he re
plied, "and the last of many delightful
ones."
“Hut I have yet to get ready for tho boat.
We leave at mulnight.”
Her comp inioa reVnse 1 tho oars, whi 3
he allowed the boat to drift in the current.
His voice was tender ns ho leaned to
ward the girl. Giulio. watching them nar
rowly, was certain that she shrunk back in
dismay and giilish terror.
“It is our last night here,” pursued the
man. “Let us diift a few moments longer,
w hile I tell you something that has been
on my mind for over a week.”
Into the gill's face came a look of aver
sion. dread, anxiety.
“I beg of you Mr. Vance, to return to
the hotel. See. the current is drifting us
very rapidly, and they sav it is dangerous
to venture ns f.ir down the stream as this.
The man's light laugh strove to culm her
fears, and the boat drifted out of sight of
the two watchers on the shore.
A sigh, deep and earnest, was breathed
by Ginlio os the lively picture he had
Yiewed entranced g'itled from his vision.
“Did you ever s.e a more lovely face?”
he began to histompanion, but interrupted
himself suddenly. “Why, Marcy, man,
what's the matter with yon?”
He might weil ask the question in tones
of amazement and concern.
With pallid lice, fierce, burning eyes,
hate-filled and gleam ng wddly, his hands
clinched, his whole frame convulsed with
•mot.on, Howard Marcy stood a prey to
the most poignant and apparent buttering.
“Vance!” he gasped forth tumultuously.
•It is he, my old-time enemy. After all
these Tears after all these years!”
“Marcy, Marcy! Why are you so agi
tated? You know that man—you have rea
son to fear and dread hi in. Tell mo ”
He did not receive an answer to his ques
tion. At that moment a wild scream from
the river startled both men.
A second, uttered in accents of terroi
and alarm, in a woman’s voice, revived tc
Giulio's mind the picturo of loveliness
he had just seen.
In a spring he wmr on tho i arrow path
lining the shore. His eyes scanned tho
surface of the stream ahead, as he dashed
beyond the curve in its bank.
A startling spectacle met his vision.
Its quick scope took in ot a glance both
figures, in the moonlit lands -ape, he had
seen drifting carelessly with the current a
few moments previous.
The man he had heard addressed as
Vance was clinging to a rock in midstream
The boat, which evidently had struck
this obstruction in the river had over
turned, partly righted itself, and was now
drifting rapidly down the stream.
And clinging to it frantically, in tho wild
est terror and distraction, was the beautiful
girl who had 60 enchanted tho young
graduate, last being carried to apparent
peril and death toward the dashing falls oi
the stream a few rods below.
CHAPTER XL
LOVE’S YOUNG DREAM.
At a glance Giulio realized what had oc
eurred, and a thrill of indignat on and con
tempt pervaded his soul as he 6aw that tho
man Vance, thinking only of his owr
safety, made no effort to brave tho dangers
of an attempted rescue of his former com
panion in the boat.
The quick eye of the young man scan
ned the scone comprehensively. Not un
used to athletic sports, ho discerned that
he might aid the imperiled girl without
delay, if he cou’d gain the central current
of the river down which the boat was
dashing.
The stream was here and there dotted
with half-submerged rocks as it neared the
falls, and one of these the boat had evi
dently struck.
While the man called Vance had dropped
the oars to avow h slow, as Giulio believed,
for his companion, the little craft, unguided,
had dashed against a rock and upset.
The woman had clung to tho boat; the
man, more fortunate, reached the rock.
Thence, with susDenseful eyes and pallid
face, he watched his late charge float to her
death, either finable or too cowardly to at
tempt to gave her.
“Cling to the boat; I will soon reach and
rescue you.
Running along the shore, Giulio, anxious,
excited, shouted these words to the terri
fied victim of the accident.
Apparently she heard him, yet his heart
beat uneasily, as he feared that sho
would release her hold of tho boat.
He reached a point ahead of tho boat,
and with only a grim, lleeting glance at the
falls below, dusked courageously into the
river.
Ho breasted the fierce waves determin
edly. The current was now an eddy, and
it almost swept him into danger.
With intrepid calmness ho met the danc
ing boat as it was boruo with irresistible
rapidity to the spot where he was.
in a flash, amid the wild vortex of wa
ters —for it was a vortex now, seething,
dashing, untrammolcd two faces met, two
pair of eyes reflected into the depths of
each other the emotion the scene had
evolved.
In the gleam of the one was terror, do
■paii; in the other, hope, courage, a thrilling
anxiety that seemed to make peril sweet
amid such appealing loveliness.
Only for a moment, with death swift and
terrible shadowing them, Giulio felt the
quick influence of a woman's glanco, and
his soul fell captive to its witchery.
"Cling to me and you are saved!”
As he spoke his hand grasped the boat.
As if his voice had power to subdue her
terror instantly, the L ightened girl released
her hold of the boat.
It shot down the stream, a dancing
feather to the view. Her arms encircled
the neck of her rescuer, his hand clasped
her firmly, and then her form swayed
downward, b it did not go with the current
any longer.
Supposing her firmly, CCulio’s free hand
had grasped a rock just projecting from
the water.
“Marcy—Howard—quick, this way.”
His voice vm ringing and imperative ns
he shouted ti e words, his eyes scanning the
bank anxiously.
Between it and the rocks on either side
the current he dared not trust himself to
encounter, ran fierce and impassable.
He felt the form in his arms shudder
aDd tremble.
•*Courage!" he whispered confidently.
“We are not in danger any longer.”
The form of his college friend had ap
peared on the bank opposite to them.
“Get a rope as quick as you can,” ho
shouted to Marcy.
“Can you hold to the rock?"
“Yes, yes, for a short time, at least. Do
not delay.”
liis voice was sharp and anxious. His
eyes rested onco more on the beautiful
face so near his own. In the white moon
light, for a moment, soul flashed forth a
quick intelligence to soul mutually, and
nmid this sirango scene of peril love was
born.
A deep confidence aud trust seemed to
have calmed the girl's wild fears, and (he
terror had left her face as a few minutes
later a dozen forms lined the shore of the
river opposite to them.
Marcy bore a stout long rope in his
bands, and had aroused the people from the
hotel.
Painfully, excitedly, they watched the
rope thrown to Giulio. Ho secured it about
the waist of his companion, and seized it
firmly with his hand.
“Hold steady on the shore," lio cried as
a signal.
Willing hands grasped the rope, as he
trusted himself pace more to the waves, __ J
ino giri clinging to him, ho drifted itg
length down tho stream, anil then boat hit
way shoreward.
"Savod!”
The word broke in a grateful, happy as
piration from the young girl'* lips as ho
lifted her to the bunk.
Her hands seemed to give a thrilling
pressure to his form, her oyos shone u
deep tenderness into his own.
Ih a tho— on short B—ltHUtdsd her.
Solicitous friends bore her dripping form
toward the ho!ek Amid the excitement
nnd confusion of the moment, Giulio
drow to one side, directed two of the men
of tho throng to employ the ropo to secure
tho niau Vance, and started u\uy us he
hoard curious inquiries for the girl’s
rescuer.
“Come," he said to Marry, who stood by
his side, “let us get to the hotol.”
“You do not even wait for thinks.”
“Not in this deplorable plight," laughed
Giulio, lightly, glancing down at his drip
ping attire. “The girl is safe, and the man
who was coward enough to desert her will
be rescued by tho men yonder."
110 did not notice tho pallor nnd anxioty
iu Man y’s face as they penetrated the tim
ber and made their way toward their hum
ble hotel.
llis mind was full of the event of the
hour; tho face of the girl he had saved
haunted him. Ho was strangely silent,
even after he had changed his attire.
Lost in reverie over tho episode, the
stage for the steamer landing was au
noune and before he "as aware of it.
Had ho been alone ho would not havo
gone with it. An almost irresistible lm
j.ll so had come info his mind to delay his
departure until be had learned the name of
the beautiful girl he had so fatetully met -
nnrii he had once more seen that lovely,
haunting face.
Hut he felt embarrassed to explain his
motives to his companion to change their
previously formed plans, an 1 when they
reached the midnight boat a sigh of regret
escaped his lips ns he thought that he was
leaving the spot where he had met th first
woman ho had ever loved.
For love had come to him in thoso fleet
ing moments of peril. It haunted him
now, it made him silent and unsociable, if
drove him to utter abstraction, even amid
the hurry and bustle of the departure of
the boat
There were a large number of passen
gers aboard, but he scarcely noticed the fact.
He paced the deck absorbed, like a man in
a dream.
The sail to the city was like the continu
ation of the fete at the hotel, but to merry
voices and music and Marcy’s occasional
questions ho was almost insensible.
“The moonlignt seems softer, the sky
and all earth more seri ne, since I saw that
lovely face,” he murmured in rhapsody, ns
he wandered to an unfrequented portion of
the deck. “I wonder if my unknown
charmer has given even a fleeting thought
to me since we parted so dramatically?* 1
He tried to cheat his longing soul with
light words and a careless smile.
His face deepened to surprise and
breathless delight a moment later, however.
A faiiy form had softly aroused from a
pensive pose at the rail of the steamer as
he came to that portion of the boat.
A blur of doubt, ecstasy, hopefulness
seemed to cloud his vision as a fair young
face glanced eagerly into his own.
He saw its possessor start forward, ra
diant with pleasure at the meeting, and
then draw b ick in girlish confusion.
It was the girl of the episode at the
river. Every sense of being thrilled at tho
happy fate that had thrown them together
again.
“My friend of the river—a friend indeed
amid my peril, ” murmured tho beautiful
girl, as Giulio lifted his hat in confused
courtesy. “Oh, sir, it was cruel for you to
disappear before I could thank you—be
fore my friends could acknowledge the
debt of gratitude they owed you."
There were actual tears in her eyes as
she impulsively extended her hand. Its
soft c'.asp unmanned him. It disturbed
every formal expression bo might have
spoken. Like one bewitched, he was
mute, as his eyes were fixe 1 upon her
beautiful face.
“We tried to find you; papa sent every
where to locate you; and, amid my terror
and excitement, I lost sight of you. ”
He was embarrassed at the situation, and
hastened to evade her thanks.
“Was your friend rescued in Bafety?" he
asked.
The fair brow shadowed slightly, the
f tir lips curled in womanly scorn.
“Yes, I believe so. Mr. Vance has not
been visible since the accident except to
papa, fie Knows he was reckless In ven
turing so near tho falls. What a dreadful
adventure!" nnd she shuddered in pretty
dismay at tho memory of it “I appear to
be fated to thrilling escapes, for once before,
in a runaway, I seemed doomed to death,
when a stranger savod mv lif*-"
Giulio looked curious at tfie allusion.
The word “otrangor" reminded him that
they were mutually iguorant as to the iden
tity of the other.
He was about to speak, when the girl’s
face brightened vivaciously, and looked
beyond him at anew comer on tho scene.
“Oh, papa! th s is the gentleman who
saved my life at the river!” she cried, tu
multuously.
Giulio flushed with a quick conscious
ness of modesty, and drow aside.
He skirted wildly as the now comer
spoke, in tones of the profoundest amaze
ment and wonder;
“Giulio!"
“Mr. Elliott!”
A cry of surprise broke from the lips of
the young girl.
For a moment she stared fixedly, admir
ingly at her rescuer, memories of the past
living his identity in her mind, and then
she blushed confusedly.
"Oh, papa!” she murmured, shrinking to
his side timidly, “it is the—the boy who
saved my life when tho carriage runaway
occurred.”
“Yes, my darling, and a pretty big boy
now,” laughed tho Linker. “Giulio, Ma
bel, is it possible that it has only taken
four years for you to forget each other?”
He led them to some camp stoois at a re
tired portion of the deck. A momont later
he o\Grwhelmed him with questions, and
expressed his gratitude warmly for his
uoMe heroism in behalf of the imperiled
Mabel.
“Twice you havo saved my daughter’s
life,” he laid, in tones thrilling with the
deepest emotion. “How shall I evor repay
your devotion to the child I love?”
And then tho conversation drifted into
new channels. It had been four years
since Giulio lmd made a brief visit to the
banker’s city mansion during vacition.
Then Mabel had seemod a mere child to
him; now she was a beautiful, accom
plished woman.
How her soft, winning ways, and merry,
melodious voice thrilled him! How tender
was the moonlight, how gently quivered
the waves of the lake! AY hat a night of
nights was that!
It seemed as if all the world was re
vealed in anew guise of beauty under the
witching influence of Mabel Elliott’s mag
netic glance.
She listened pensively as her father told
of how they had been at the summer re
sort for a week, and as Giulio explained
the Grange circumstance < of his coming to
the place that evening.
Then the bunker’s talk drifted to busi
ness, and he discussed the future he had
planned out for his young protege.
“it is anew nope m my life, a glad satis
faction, to see how you have improved the
years at college,” ho said, warmly, to
Giulio. “My boy, life is all before you,
and friendship and gratitude shall open its
most favorable benefits to you. A day or
two of rest at the old mansion to get used
to its ways, and then wo must face the
cares and responsibilities of business to
gether, which reminds me, Mabel, that I
must seo Mr. Vance about some business
before he retires. ”
The fair face fell.
“Is ho on the boat?” she asked, in a con
strained tone of voice. “I thought he in
tended remaining behind?”
“Overwhelmed with grief and confusion
at getting you into trouble at the river, he
did not dare to enter into your angry pres
ence,” laughed Mr. Elliott. “Poor Vance!
he feels very badly cut up over the affair, ”
“And he well may,” replied Mabel, sharp
ly, “for I warned him not to venture where
a boatman's skiii and a swiinm r's courage
might show his deficiency in these accom
plishments.”
She flashed a dazzling glance of mis
chievous admiration at the bewitched Giulicf
as she spoke.
“Giulio will take you to the cabin, dear
when you tire of the moonlight and the
water.” said Mr. Eiliott, as he left them.
“No, papa, Giulio - I mean Mr. Elliott,’
Bhe corrected, blushing deeply, “will get nn
shawl if he will, and not be eru 1 enough
to make me leave this beautifu? scene just
yet.”
(TO BK CONTINTSD,)
REV DR. TALMAGE.
THE ItHOOhL I V lUVJSE'S M’ V
/l | ) .SM/ WO.V,
SnbjcH : “Tho Fuel** Proved.”
Text: “U> are Acta xv., 8,
In the days of Georgs Htepheimon, the per*
footer of the locomotive engine, tin* srtantiNb*
proved conclusively that a railway train
could never Is* driven by steam power suc
cessfully and without peril: hut the rushing
express' train from Ijiver|ool to Edinburgh,
end from Edinburgh to London, have made
all the nation witn—of the splendid
achievement. Machinist* and navigators
proved conclusively that a steamer could nev
er crow the Atlantic ocean; hut no sooner had
they successfully proved the ImjsxsiibiUty of
suen an undertaking than the work was done,
and the passengers on the Cunard and the In
man ami the National and the White Star
lines are witnesses. There went up a guffaw
of wise laughter at Professor Morse's propo
sition to make the lightning of heaven nis er
rand lioy, and it was proved conclusively
that the thing could never lie done; but now
all the news of the wide world by Associated
Press, nut in your hands every morning nnd
night, has made all nations witnesses.
So m tin* time of Christ it was proved con
clusively that it was iuqiosKible tor him to
rise* from the dead. It was shown logically
that when be was dead he was dead, and the
heart ami the liver ami the lungs having
ceased to jierform their offices, the limbs
would Is* rigid beyond all power of friction
or arousal. They showed it to Is* an absolute
absurdity that the dead Christ should efer
get up alive; but no sooner had they proved
this than the dead Christ aros\ and the dis
ciple* lieheld him, heard his voice and talked
w ith him, ami they took the w itness stand to
prove that to be true which the wiseacres of
tho day hod proved to lie impossible; the
record of the experiment ana of the testi
mony is in the text: “Him hath God raised
from the dead, whereof we are witnesses."
Now, let me play the skeptic for a moment.
“There is no God,” says the skeptic, for I
have never seen Him with my physical eye
right. Your Bible is a jmek of contradictions.
There never was u miracle. Lazarus was not
raised from the dead, and the watr was
never turned into w in >. Your religion is an im
position on the credulity of the ages.” There
is an aged man moving in that pew ns though
he would lik** to res|K):id. Here are hundreds
of people with fares a little flushed at these
announcements, and all through this house
there is a suppressed feeling which would like
to speak out in behalf of the truth of our
glorious Christianity, as in the days of the
text,crying out: “We are witnesses!”
The fact is. that If this world is ever
brought to God, it w ill not be through argu
ment, but through testimony. You might
cover the w hole earth with apologies for
Christianity and learned treatises in defense
of religion—you would not convert a soul.
Lectures on the harmony bet ween science and
religion are beautiful mental discipline, but
have never saved a soul, and never will save a
soul. Put a man of the world and a man of
the church against each other and the man of
the world will in all probability get the
triumph. There are a thousand things in our
religion that seem illogical to the world, and
always will seem illogical.
Our weapon in this conflict is faith, not
logic; faith, not metaphysics: faith, not pro
fundity; faith, not scholastic exploration.
Hut then, in order to have faith, we must
have testimony, and if SUU men. or 1,000 men,
or 500,000 men, or 5,000,080 men get up ami
tell me that they have felt tlie religion of
Jesus Christ a joy, a comfort, a help, ail in
spiration, 1 am bound as a fair minded mail
to accept their testimony. 1 want just now
to put before you three propositions, the
truth of which I think this audience w'ill at
test with overwhelming unanimity.
The first proposition is : We are witnesses
that the religion of Christ is able to convert
a soul.
The Gospel may have had a hard time to
conquer us, we may have fought it back, but
we w ere vanquished, You say conversion is
only an imaginary thing. We know better.
“We are witnesses.” There never was so
great a change in our heart and life on any
other subject as this. People laughed at
the missionaries in Madagascar because they
preaehed ten years without one convert; but
there are .'iff,oi)o converts in Madagascar to
day. People laughed at Dr. Judson, the Bap
tist missionary, because he kept on preaching
in Burmah five years w ithout a single con
vert; but there are Baptists in Burniah
to day. People laugh* dat Dr. Morrison, in
China, for preaching there seven years with
out a single conversion; but there are 15,000
Christians in China to day. People laughed
at the missionaries for preaching at Tahiti
j for fifteen years without a single conversion,
and at the missionaries for preaching in Ben
gal seventeen years without a single conver
sion; yet in all those lands there are multi
tudes of Christians to-day.
But why go so tar to find evidences of the
Gospel's jKnver to save a soul ? “We are wit
nesses.” We were so proud that no man
could have humbled us; we were so hard that
no earthly power could have melted us;
angels of God were all around about us, they
could not overcome us; but one day. perhaps
at a Methodist anxious seat, or at a Presby
terian catechetical lecture, or at a burial, or
on horseback, a j ower seized us, and made us
fet down, and mode us tremble, and made us
neel, and made us cry lor mercy, and we
tried to wrench ourselves away from the
grasp, but we could not. it flung us flat,and
when we arose we were as much changed ns
Gourgis, the heathen, who went into a prayer
meeting with a dagger and a gun to disturb
the meeting and destroy it, but the next day
was found crying: k Oh, my great sins! Oh!
my great Saviour!” and for eleven yoars
Dreached the gospel of Christ to his fellow
mountaineers, tho last words oil his dying
Ups being “Free grace!” Oh, it was free
grace.
There is a man who was for ten years a
hard drinker. Tho dreadful appetite had
smt down its roots around the palate and
the tongue, and oil down until they were
interlinked with the vitals of the body,
mind and soul ; but be has not taken
-my stimulants for two years. \N hat did
that! Not temperance societies. Not pro
hibitory laws. Not moral suasion. Conver
sion did it. “Why,” said one upon whom
the great change had come, “sir, I feel just
as though I were somebody else.”
There is a sea captain who swore all the
way from New York to Havana, and from
Havana to San Francisco, ami when he was
in port he was worse than when he was on
the sea. What power was it that washed his
tongue clean of profanities and made him a
psalm singer? Conversion by the Holy Spirit.
There are thousands of people in this houso
to-night who are no more what they onco
were than a waterlily is nightshade, or a
morning lark is a vulture, or day is night.
Now, if 1 should demand that, all those
people in this house who have felt the con
verting power of religion should rise, so far
from U*ing ashamed, they would spring to
their feet with more alacrity than they ever
sprang to the (lance, the tears mingling with
their exhilaration as they cried: “We are
witnesses!’' And if they tried to sing the old
Gospel hymn they would break down with
emotion by the time they got to tho second
line:
Ashamed of Jesus, that dear friend
On whom my h >pcs of heaven depend?
No! When I blush be this my slmme,
That I no more revere his name,
ated with all your business ambition, and
since she has gone you have no ambition left.
Oh, this is a clumsy world when it tries to
comfort a broken heart! lean build a Cor
liss engine, I can paint a Raphael's ‘•Madon
na,’'l can play a Beethoven’s “Symphony”
as easily as this world can comfort a broken
heart. And yet you have been comforted.
How was it dono Did Christ come to you
and say : 44 Get your mind of this ; go out
and breathe the fresh air ; plunge deejxT into
business #” No. There was a minute w hen
he came to you-—perhaps in the w atches of
the night, perhaps in your place of business,
perhaps along the street—and ho breathed
something into your soul that gave peace,
rest, infinite quiet, so that you could take out
the photograph of the departed one and look
into the eyes and the face of the dear one,
and say: “It is all right; she is better off;
I would not call her back. Lord, I thank
Again I remark that “we are witnesses” of
the Gospel s power to comfort.
When a man lias trouble the world comes
iu and says: ‘ Now get your mind off this; go
out and breathe the fresh air; plunge deep* r
into business.’’ What poor advice. Get
your mind off of it: when everything is up
turn and with the bereavement and everything
reminds you of what you have lost. Get
your mind off of it! They might as well nd
\i-v you to stop thinking. You cannot stop
thinking, and you cannot stop thinking in
that direction. * Take a walk in the fresh
air! Why, along that very street or that
verv road she once accompanied you. Out
of that, grass plot she plucked flowers, or
into that show window she looked, fasci
nated, saving: “Come, see the pictures.’’ Go
deeper into business! Wiiy, she was associ
thee that thou hast comforted my poor
heart.”
There are Christian parents here who aro
willing to testify to the power of this Gospel
to comfort. Your son had just graduated
from school or college an l was going into
business, and the Lord took him. Or your
daughter ha l just graduated from the young
ladies’ seminary and you thought, she was
going to be a useful woman and of long life;
but the Lord took her and you were tempted
to say: “All this culture of twenty years for
nothing!” Or the little child came home
from school with the hot fever that stopped
not for the agonized prayer or for the skill
ful physician, and (lie little child was taken.
Or the Ual>e was lifted out of your arms by
some quick epidemic, and youstood wonder
ing why God ever gave you that child at ail,
it soon he was to take it away, And yet
you are not repining, you are not fretful, you
ui* not fighting against God.
What lias enabled you to stand all the
trial? “Ob,” you say, “I took the medicine
that God gave my sick soul In inydistn-ss
I threw myself at the feet of a sympathi/ing
Uod, and when I was too weak to pray or to
look up, he breathed into me a |**ni* that 1
think must be the foretaste of that Baaveii
where there is neither a tear, nor a farewell,
nr a grave.” Come, all ye who have tieeu
out to the grave to weep tlmre—come, all ye
comforted souls, get up off your kueen. Is
there no |lower in this Gospel to sooth* the
heart' Is there no jmiwic m this religion to
quiet the worst paroxysm of grief! There
comes up an answer from comforted widow
hood and orphanage and childlessness, say
ing: “Aye, aye, we are witnesnel”
Again, I remark that we are witness, s of
tho fact that religiou has power to give com
posure in the last moment. I shall never for
get the first time I confronted death. We
went across th* cornfields in the country *
was led by my father s hand and we came to
the farm house were the lsn*avement had
come, and we saw the crowd of wug.ms and
carriages; but there was one carriage that
especially attracted my boyish attention, and
It had black plumes. Isold: “What's that/
what's that ? Why those black tassels at the
top?'' and after it was explained to me, I was
lifted up to look upon the bright fare of uii
aged Christian woman, w ho three days before
iiad ijotUml in triumph. The whole scene
made an impression 1 never forgot.
In our sermons und in our lay exhortations
we are very apt, when w e want to bring illus
trations of ilymg triumph, to go beck to some
distinguished personage —tea John Knox ora
Harriet Newell. Hut I want you for wit
lireseH.
1 want to knew if you have ever seen any*
hing to make you believe that the religion of
Christ can give composure in tho final hour.
Now, iu the courts, attorney, jury and judge
will never admit mere hearsay. They de
mand that the witness must have seen with
his own eyes, or heard w ith his own ears, ami
so I am critical m my examination of you
now , and l want to know whether you have
sren or heard anything that makes you be
licve that the religion of Christ gives comfort
in the final hour.
“Oh, yes,” you say, “I saw my father and
mother depart. There was a great difference
in their and athbeds. .standing by the one we
felt more veneration. By the other there was
more tenderness.” Before the one you bow ed
per hare in awe. In the other case you felt as
if you would like to go along with her. How
did they feel in that last hour! How* did they
seem to act! Were they very much fright
ened: Did they take hold of this world with
both hands as though they did not want to
give it \ii>f “Oh, no,” you say, “no,I remem
ber as though it were yesterday; sue had a
kind word for us all, and there were a few
mementoes distributed among the children,
and then she told us how kind we must U* to
our father ;r his loneliness, and taen she
kissed us goodby and w ent asleep as a child in
a cradle."
What made her so composxl? Natural
courage? “No,” you say; “mother was very
nervous. When the carriage inclined to the
side of the road she would cry out. She was
always rather weakly." What, then, gave
her composure? Was it because she did not
care much for you ami the pang of parting
was not great? “Oh,” you say, “sheshowerd
upon us a wealth of affection; no mother ever
loved her children more than mother loved
us. Sho showed it by the way she nursed us
when wo were sick, and she toiled for us until
her strength gave out.” W hat, then, was it
that gave her composure in the last hour?
Do not hide it. Be frank and let me know.
“Oh,” you say. “it wag because she was so
good. Bhe made the Lord her portion, and
she had faith that she would go straight |o
glory, and that we should all iieet her at last
ut the foot of the throne.”
Here are people who suy: “1 saw a Chris
tian brother die, and he triumphed.” And
someone else: “I saw a Christian sister die,
and she triumphed.” Someone else will say:
“I saw a Christian daughter die and she
triumphed." Come, all ye who have seen
the last moments of a Christian, and give
testimony in this cause on trial. Uncover
your heads, put your hand on tho old family
Bible from which they used to read the
promises, and prorate in the presence of
high heaven that you will tell the truth, the
whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
With what you have seen with your
own eyes, and from what you have
heard with your own ears, is there l>ower in
this Gospel to give calmness and triumph 111
the last exigency ? The response comes from
all sides, from young, and old, and middle
aged : “We are witnesses ! ’
You see, my friends, I have not put before
you an abstraction, or a chimera,or anything
like guess work. I present you affidavits of
the best men and women, living and d*ad.
Two witnesses in court will establish a fact.
Here are not two witnesses but thousands of
w itnesses—on earth millions of witnesses, ami
in heaven a great multitude of witnesses that
no man can number, testifying that.there is
jMiwer in tin's religion to convert the soul, to
give comfort in trouble, and to afford com
posure in the last hour.
If ten men should come to you when you
are sick with a| palling aioknew. anil say
they had the same sickness, nnd took a
certain medicine, and it cured them, you
would probably take it. how, suppose ten
other men should come up and say; we
don't btlieve there is anything in that medi
cine Well,” I say: -have you ever triedit!
-No I never tried it, hut don t believe
there is anything in it.” Of course you dis
credit their testimony. The skeptic may
come and say: “There is no power m your
religion!” “Have your ever tried it. no,
no” “Then avaunt!” Let me take the tes
timony of the millions of souls that have been
converted to God and comforted in trial and
solaced in the last hour. We will take then
testimony as they cry: e are
Some time ago Prof. Hemy, of Washing
ton, discovered anew star, and the Bdings
sped by submarine telegraph, and all the
observatories were watching tor that
new star. Oh, hearer; looking out through
the darkness of your sou , thou
see a bright light beaming on thee? W heie,
you say, “Where? How can I find ltf Loo*
along by the line of the cross of the Son of
God. Do you not see it trembling with all
tenderness and beaming with all hope? It is
the Star of Bethlehem.
Deep horror then my vitals froze,
Death struck, 1 ceased the tide to stem,
When suddenly a star arose—
It wan the Star ol Bethlehem.
It is easier for you all to become Christians
than it is to stay away from Christ and heaven.
When Mine. Sontag began her mucical career
she was hissed off the stage at Vienna by the
friends of her rival, Amelia Steininger, who
had already begun to decline through her
dissipation. Years passed on, and one day
Mine. Sontag, in her glory, was riding
through the streets of Berlin, when she saw a
little child leading a blind woman, and she
said: “Come here, my little child, come here.
Who is that you are leading by the hand?
And the little child replied: “That’s my
mother; that's Amelia Steininger. She used
to boa great singer, but she lost her voice,
and she cried so much about it that she lost
her eyesight.” “Give my love to her,” said
Mme. Sontag, “and tell her an old acquaint
ance will call on her this afternoon.”
'J'lio next week in Berlin a vast assemblage
gathered at a benefit for that poor blind wo
man. and it was said that Mme. Sontag sang
that night as she had never sung before. And
she took a skilled oeculist, who in vain tried
to give eyesight to the poor blind woman.
Until the day of Amelia Steininger’s death
Mme. Sontag took care of her ami her daugh
ter after her. That was what the queen of
song did for her enemy.
But, oh! hear a more thrilling story still.
Blind, immortal, poor and lost—-thou who,
when the world and Christ were rivals for
thy heart, didst hiss thy Lord away—Christ
comes now to give thee sight, to give thee a
home, to give thee heaven. With more than
a Sontag’s generosity he comes now to meet
your need. With more than a Soil tag’s
music he comes to plead for thy deliverance
A Funny Parrot.
Brockton, Mass., lias a funny parrot.
The Gazette of that place says of the
bird: This parrot is the propci ty of City
Marshal Bailey, and is eight years rid.
She makes life a burden to Hover, the
j>o 1 ico dog, by whistling at him. She
also makes tho officers laugh whenever a
prisoner is brought in, by exclaiming:
1 Here's another drunk I” Polly enjoys
perfect freedom, and is never kept in a
cage. She perches on a stick driven
into one of the wooden posts. Quite
frequently Polly flies across the room to
the window, and every one who passes
„ad fails to say: “Good morning
Polly,” is sure to hear from her parrot
ship. The other day, an elderly lady,
well dressed, happened to pass by
the station, having on a peculiar-looking
hat. Polly exclaimed: “Shoot the hat 1”
The wearer of the head gear turned
around in amazement to. find out the per
son who uttered such insulting remarks,
but she failed to see Polly. The woman
had only started again when she was
told to “Go along, you old sinner!”
This sentence made the woman angry.
She walked up as far as the police sta
tion door, and there she beheld Polly,
who greeted her with a long, loud laugh.
That woman hates ytarroti."
M. VxT.T.re, a Fiench chemist, has
invented an improved kind of cement,
possessing durability and the cold ap
pearance of marble, so that a wall set
w ith it not only becomes impermeable
to moisture, but pan bp polished and
mads beautiful.
WOMAN’S WORM).
I’LKAHAXT MTI.lt ATCItH FOR
FEMININE KKADKIW.
A Bouillon Girl.
Her dimpled cheeks are |*il
She's a lily of tin* vale,
Not a rose.
In a muslin ora lawn
Hhe is fairer than the dawn
To her beaus.
Her boots are fflim nnd neat
Hhe is vain about her fret,
It is said.
Hhe amputate her r's.
But her eyes are like the stars
Overhead.
On a balcony hi night
With a fleecy cloud of white
Hound her hair—
Her grace, ah, who could paint!
Hhe would fascinate a saint,
I declare.
Tin a mailer of regret,
She's a bit of it coquette
Whom I sing.
On her cruel fwitli she goes
With a half a dozen beaus
To her string.
ut let all that pass by,
x her maiden momenta fly,
Dew em|M‘arled.
When she marries, oil my life,
Hhe will make tin* dearest wife
In the world.
—Society Yen* by American Winters.
Matrimony in Greenland.
The preacher is invariably resorted to,
both by young men and maidens, as the
matrimonial agent. A young man comes
tp tho missionary house and says to him:
*1 want to marry.” “Whom?” asks Gy:
missionary. “Have you any one in
mind?” “Yes,” answers the lover, “but
she will not have me. I want you to
speak to her.” “Have you not spoken
for yourself?” “Many times, but sho
always says‘No.’” “That is nothing,”
says the pastor, “you know the ways of
maidens. Does she like you?” “It is
difficult to find out. She will tell you.”
The pastor accordingly sends for the girl,
who comes willingly enough, knowing
what the message means.
“Well, my daughter,” he observes, “it
is time you should think of marriage.”
“I never mean to marry” is her invariable
and conventional answer. “That is a
pity,” sa)s the minister, “because I have
a good husband for thee.” “Who is
he?” she asks. The missionary then
tells her his name—although she
knows it as well as he does —and launches
out into the lover’s praise. lie is strong,
good-looking, kindly; lie caught two tine
whales when his companion took none,
or whatever else can be said to his re
pute. After the catalogue of his merit!
has been rec ited the girl replies, “But I
think him a good-for-nothing.” “Ah,
well,” says the missionary, “thou art
not wise. There is no lad that can fling
a harpoon as he can. I shall soon find
him a wife.” He then wishes the girl
good day, affecting to believe that the
interview was o/er. But she is sure to
linger, and after a blush and a sigh she
whispers; “So it is particularly your
wish, Herr Pastor? I do not quite like
him,” with a deep sigh, “but if you—”
At this point she virtually hands over the
business to the minister, who has to tell
her that she knows she loves the lad;
that she would not have come if she had
not thought of accepting him, and that
nothing is wanting but to ask the bless
ing of God upon the union.
The marriage, curiously enough, usual
ay takes place upon the very day on
which the bride has emphatically pro
tested that she will not have the bride
groom.—Manchester (Eng) Courier.
A Queer Amusement at Newport.
Anew and very original device, com- j
bining amusement with instruction, has
recently been introduced at Newport
among the early arrivals at the cottages.
A certain number of young ladies, most
ly debutantes, meet at the house of one of
their number once a week. The hostess
produces a story or sketch of some kind
especially prepared by her for the occa
sion. The girls seat themselves around
a table whereon arc pens, paper, ink,and
several French dictionaries. A gentle
man with a bald head and a waxed mus
tache is generally announced at the be
ginning of the seance. This is Professor
de M., the fashionable French teacher,
lie bows to each of the ladies in turn,
and then sits quietly down in a corner
to read his Figaro. Meanwhile the host
ess begins to read her manuscript aloud
very slowly, and pausing for a second or
two at the end of each sentence. The
others seize the pens and paper and write
down a French translation of the article.
If any girl is obliged to pause, stop, and
reflect, or, worse still, if she be forced to
hunt up a word in the dictionary,, she, of
course, loses time and her translation suf
fers accordingly. When they have all
finished the papers are submitted to the
professor, who proceeds to pronounce
judgment upon their merits and demerits.
A luncheon is afterward served, and the
young lady at whose residence the class
meets provides the prizes, one for the
best and one for the worst translation,
the latter reward being known as “the
imbecile,” and consisting usually in
some ridiculous object. The person most
to be congratulated in the course of this
unique entertainment is certainly the pro
fessor, who receives $lO for each seance,
derives from it some amusement if he
happens to have a sense of humor, ami
lias little or no work to perform. Mail
and E.r}>re*x.
Fashion Notes.
Ostrich feathers are a conspicuous
feature on hats.
New handbags have straight handles
tipped with metal, which unscrews and
proves to be the stopper of a scent bottle.
Jackets of light weight fancy cloth in
fine checks, and lined with plain silk or
shot surah, are employed for wear on cool
days.
Homespun costumes usually have a
decoration of hussar braid and buttons
extending from the top to the edge of
the skirt.
Three gathered flounces are used upon
the back breadths of thin dresses in place
of draperies, eacli flounce having from
twelve to twenty tucks.
Flower necklaces are sometimes worn
with dressy toilets. These are arranged
with pendent sprays and buds falling to
the depth of a low bodice.
Narrowed shirred tucks, with the
thread which lucks them drawn to
gather tlie tucks, are used to form a yoke
upon the belted waists of thin dresses,
and also a pointed yoke-like space upon
the front of the skirt just below the belt.
What is known as India batiste is the
material for some very pretty summer
gowns. It is in self colors or in a va
riety of beautiful patterns upon a neu
tral ground. This latter makes charm
ing toilets with the plain batiste for the
skirt.
A unique bonnet was made of wisps of
hay. The foundation was in capote
shape, and the wisps were neatly laid on
so as to cover it entirely. The edge was
s putting of velvet, and many loops of
ribbon and a cluster of grasses completed
the trimming.
Traveling dresses for brides are of
glace mohair made up of watered silk, or
rows of narrow ribbon are used to trim
the kilt skirt, ora single wide row is
used as a border, and as a facing for
jabot drapery at the back and upon the
pointed apron.
The ever popular sailor suit is worn by
small boys who have just put on trous
ers, on all occasions. Pretty suits of this
description for summer wear are of white
lincu or serge, with a blue, square cor
: ered sailor collar showing a shirt of
blue aud white stripos and entirely dis
pensing w ith u white collar, iu genuine
lailor stj’lo.
A Long Sleep.
Tho fortnight's sleep of tho French j
commercial traveller, ChulTat, which i
created such a sensation in London, Lng
and, last Spring, has been completely
eclipsed by a Huvsiau sailor at tho \\ id
ton workhouse, near Liverpool. NN in
stuff sky was brought to tho workhouse
in a sleepy condition, und ut once went
off into a pleataut doze, which lasted
three weeks, when he woke up apparently
much refreshed. On awakening, W in
stoffsky was quite convinced that he had
only taken his usual night’s rest. He had
been fed regularly, und his general con
dition of health was excellent.
More than 2,000,000 glass eyes are
made every year iu Germany and Switzer
land, and ono French house manufac
ture* 1100,000 of them annually. The
pupil is mado of colored gluss, and
sometimes red lines are painted oil the
inner surface to simulate veins. The
largest number of these eyes are bought
by laborers who are exposed to fire, and
are consequently liable to lose an eye.
“Poo! Kuih lu Where Angela Fear to
Trend. ”
So Impetuous youth is often given to folly
and indiscretions; and, at a result, nervous,
mental and organic debility follow, memory is
impaired, sclf-confidcnce is lacking; at night
bad dreams occur, premature old age scorns
jetting in, ruin is in the track. In confidence,
you can, and should write to Dr. K. V. Pierce,
of Buffalo, N. Y., the author of a treatise for
the lum-fit of that class of patients, and de
scribe your symptoms and sufferings. Ih* can
cure you at your home, and will send you full
parti ulars by mail.
Halvarino, of Florence, Italy,who \vuis the in
ventor of spectacles, died in 1818.
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On account of their Inability to digest food,
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Coarse brown paper soaked in vinegar and
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Is there no physician there?”
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Bronchitis is cured by frequent small doses of
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Dull, heavy hcn.lnche, obstruction of tho nasal passages .lis.
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IMV Llt SIT Y, A tin iltu, t.ii. One of the beat
school* in the C’ounlrv. Send ror Circular*.
ni-JJ. Dill*. Great English Gout and
8188 S llllSi Rheumatic Remedy.
Oval Box, it i ; round, 1 1 1* ill n.
RCMCIfIIiC to Soldiers end Mein. Sendforcir
culars. No fee unlea* successful.
■ E. n. ii ELSTON cA CO.. Washington, P. C.
flDBHI! Bablt Cured. Treatment sent on trial.
U l Iy HI Humane Remedy Cos.. I .uFayette, Ind-
GOLD is worth per pound, Pettit’s Eye Balvs
SI,OOO, but iH sold at 25 cents a box by dealers.
William Ramich, Esq., of Minden, Kearney County,
RnilQ Nebraska, writes: “I wus troubled with boils tor
UUILO thirty years. Four years ago I was so afflicted wn
nilDCn them that I could not walk. I bought two bottH*
UvfiLUft 0 f Dr. pjoree'a Pleasant Purgative Pellets, and toox
one ‘Pellet’ after each meal, till all were gone. i>7
that time I hud no boils, and havo had none since. I nnvc mw
been troubled witli sick hcadacho. When I feel it. coining ofy
I take one or two ' Pellets,’ aud am relieved of the headache.
™" t""™" ii M rg> c. W. Brown, of Wapakoncta, OMj
IHP HpST says: “Your‘Pleasant Purgative Pcllcti ar*
■ il. loi without question the best cathartic crer
PiTfIUDTIP sold. They are also a most efficient
UAlnfinilb. for torpor of the liver. Wo have used tw®
111 11 T-rmtm i■ f or years in our family, aud keep them u*
tho houso all the time.’’
~ „ Prof. W. H apsnf.fi, the faraoui
iINTPID AGONY lst . ot BUaea, N. r„ writes: 8 "Vo
UfIIUUJ MllUnr years ago I suffered untold agony tu
rnftai PiTIDDU chronic nnsal catarrh. Mv fa ,, * , 'A J
rnUhl JftlfinHH. cian gave me up n3 ineurnble, and
J must die. My ease was such a na
flint every day, towards sunset, my voice would becomes > l
I could barely speak above a whisper. In the morning niy _
ing and clearing of my throat would almost strangle me. a vraU
use of I)r. Sage’s Cntnrrh Remedy, in three months, i
man, and the euro has been permanent.”
""77""“*"™“"! Thomas J. Rushing, Esq., 9909
Constantly If - VC.
■i I ferer from catarrh lor three jcoo*
h&WKING ANII I Lines I could hardly breathe, ana "J* tW
BAWMHU Anil B Btant w hawkinp and spitting. £ t f h % u *l>
SPiTTINf) I lust eight months could not *"V“ e J )U jd W
Or! I I Ifll]. I the nostrils. I thought nothing tn tr y
tw * ,B 1 done for mo. Luckily, I was ndvl*a
Dr. Sage’s Catarrh Remedy, and I am now a well inn • ufSc
lieve it to be the only sure remedy for catarrh no w ‘ rie jjce
tured, and one ims only to give it a fair trial to e F 1
astounding results and ti permanent cure.”
' T n Eli Robbinf. Runyan P. 0.. Cofu™
Three Bottles
Cube Catarrh.
IwmipiiiT that it helped her; a third hotO*.
a permanent euro Sba Is uow eighteen year* oia
MS hearty," ' r
Oono wh.ra tho
Kit* ore nun. but "Roron o H
them, t leant out Hutu. Mins i," j
Huk, Flit*,, Moth, Antn's""
Bed bn*., In*ft, potato It! ■
Hkmtliß. wenoel, (fopherm <I
jk taSwu.-Hjass
HEN LICEI
" Korun ON Hath— Ih a * H
arul driftro) ,r of Urn Uov. ilif .Ol
• Koran on Rath - to a pall of
keen It well Htlrrcd im ,pp| T Jr t LT^,H
" a-b thr Whole Interior of the lIrJZ.
nnd onlßldit of the ihwLh. The r ur . i?
find cotnpleto. ggi
\fSx fir lmlf tilt. Content, ,' ( JSWH
box of "Rocoa oh RatAIJB
/mam*, cultural Klir) to l I/,
4 5 "d*" l r"h.cr to two i ( ,*,, B
TVv of plotter, c r wbot lI,rJSH
J \ .locked M uJh &B
upon thorough mlxinff
to completely dbtrlbute the tol*on PmSH
It on plnLtH, tree, or shrubs when HaiT"■
nit, nnd Is quite elTeetlio when mlx.si’B
lime, dusted on without moisture w ilif '■
Its concentrated state it is the
and strongest of all Hu* Poisons;
as nlKivo io comparatively harmless to ■ H
mala or persons, in any quantity thr. sul
take. If preferred to use in liquid formt,Sß
spoonful of the full strength r, Kornii os R,
Powder, well shaken. In a kea of
applied with a spnnkhne pot, sprat sjrjjl
or whisk broom, will be found very tfrivu, ■
Krep it well stirred up while using KnUvfl
all l iruggistA and Storekeepers, is? 2Sc All ■
K. 8. Wiua Chemist, Jersey City j ll ■
U Dost Cough Hy run. Taatea got >d. H I
FrJ in time. Bold by druggists. W ■
Kk^EEßEiMaa|l
Pincers anil public speak- I
era will find Piso's Cure for I
I Consumption the best inedi- C
cine for hoarseness ami to |
| strengthen the voice.
Children will t:\kc Piso's
Cure without objection, be
cause its taste is pleasant.
Thousands sufTer from
a short hacking Cough, who
might be cured by a few
doses of Piso's Cure.
Sold by druggists.
m ■
Tfj CUritS WHtflf ALL ELSE FAILST g|
U Dost Cough Syrup. Tastes good. Dse HI
in time. Sold l>y druggist*. S t
|jI MARLIN repeats
BEST IN T ]
teed perfectly 1
curate and absolutely WUltw
safe. Mado ia all sizes for
large cr email game.
BALLARD
Cfillery. Hunting and Target Rifles.
bead for Illustrated Catalogue.
Alarllu Fire Arms Cos., New Haven, Com. *
Central University
RICHMOND, KY. Next Sessio-* opens &ep 4 i
Full Kacnlty, thorough instruction, ho*ltlij J 0 ®* 1 *
modern to expense, tor in form 11 Hon nnd CttWfJ
apply to la. 11. Illaiitnil, IE I*-. Chancellor.
GOLDSMITH SULLIVAN"
Fitten Building. Atlanta, Ga M' nt practical CnN
South Bent ct urse at leant coot. Send forcaw-S"
Alllllii Morphine Habit Cured In W
VflPllSSfl “> 2D <*>• No pay till n>r*
VI I will Dr J. Btephrns, l.el>anon.Olbt>
ffk P lo BN a day. Sample* worth tl-M, Flttt
3kLines uot under the horse’s feet. }) rite
IP It? Brewster Safety Rein Holder Cos., Hofly. W
RH ______ -aJft
TST CURES WHERE ALL ELSEfA?IS7" By
BBS Best Cough Syrup. Tastes good. Lso E]
X-cJ Id time. Sold hy druggists
r pviri
A. N. 17 Thirty-Five,