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THE SEMI-WEEKLY SUMTER REPUBLICAN. ESTABLISHED IN 1854, By CHAS. W. HANCOCK, J VOL. 18. The Sumter Republican. Ski-Weekly, One Year - - - ?4 00 Weely, One Year - - - - - 2.00 tS?"I’AYAHLK IN ADVANCEJgJ All advertisements emulating from public dices will be charged for in accordance with an act passed by the late General Assembly of Georgia—7s cents per hundred words for each of the first four insertions, and 35 cents for each subsequent insertion. Fractional parts of one hundred are considered one nundred words; each figure and initial, with date and signature, is counted as a word. The cash must accompany the copy of each advertisement, unless different arrange ments have been made. Advertising Rates. © e Square first insertion, - - - -?1.(0 Each subsequent Insertion, - - - - 50 Lines of Minion, type solid con stitute a square All advertisements not contracted for will be charged above rates. Advertisements not specifying the length of time for which they are to be inserted will be continued until ordered out and charged for accordingly. Advertisements tooccupy fixed places will be charged 25 per cent, above regular rates Notices in local column inserted for ten cent per line each insertion. Charles F, Crisp, lit or nett at Law , AMKRICUS, GA. declfitf B. P. HOLLIS, Attorney at Law , AMERICUS, GA. Office, Forsyth Street, in National Bank building. dec2otf ' E. G SIMMONS, •it tome a at Law , AMERICUS GA., Office in Hawkins’ building, south side of Lamar Street, in the old office of Fort& Simmons. janGtf •J. A, ANSI.EY, ATTORNEY AT LAW AND SOLICITOR IN EQUITY, Office on Public Square, Over Gyles’ Clothing Store, Americus, Ga. After a brief respite 1 return again to the practice of law. As in the past it will be my earnest purpose to represent my clients faithfully and look to their interests. The commercial practice will receive close atten tion and remittances promptly made. The Equity practice, and cases involving titles of land and real estate are my favorites. Will practice in the Courtsof South west Georgia, the Supreme Court and the U nited States Courts. Thankful to my friends for their patronage. Fees moderate. novlltf CARD. 1 offer my professional services again to the good people of Americus. After thirty years’ of medical service, I have found It difittcult to withdraw entirely. Office next door to Dr. Eldridge’s drugstore, on the Square janlttf R. C. BLACK, M. D. Dr. J. A. FORT, Physician and Surgeon, Offers his professional services to the people of Americus and vicinity. Office at Dr. Eldridge’s Drug Store. At night can be found at residence on Furlow’s lawn. Calls will receive prompt attention. may26-tf Dr. D. P. HOLLOWAY, DentisT, Americas, - Georgia Treatssuccessfuliy ail diseasesof the Den tal organs. Fills teeth by the improved method, and inserts artificial teeth on the best material known to the profession. ®*OFFIOE over Davenport and Son’s Drug Store. marllt J. B. C. Smith & Sons, MCM AID BIBS, Americus, Ga. We are prepared to do any kind of work in the carpenter line at short notice and on reasonable terms. Having had years of ex perience in the business, we feel competent to give satisfaction. All orders for con tracts for building will receive prompt at tention. Jobbing promptly attended to. mav2G-3m Commercial Bar. This well-established house will he kept In the same first-class style that has always characterized it. The Choicest Liquor and Cigars, Milwaukee, Budweiser and Aurora Beer, constantly on hand, and all the best brands of fine Brandies, Wines. &c. Good Billiard Tables for the accommodation of customers, mayffif JOHN W. COTNEY, Clerk. Commercial Hotel, G. M HAY, Proprietor. This popular House is quite new and handsomely furnished with new furniture, bedding and all other articles. It is in the centre of the business portion of the city, convenient to depot, the banks, warehouses, &c., and enjoys a fine reputation, second to none, among its permanent and transient guests, on account of the excellence of its ouisino. Table Boarders Accommodated on Reasonable Terms. mayffitf G. M. HAY, Proprietor. L GEORGE ANDREWS, BOOT AID SHOE MAKER, At his shop in the rear of J. Waxelbaum & Co.’s store, adjoining the livery stables, on Lamar St., invites the public to give him tbeir work. He can make and repair all work at short notice. Is sober and always on hand to await on oustomers. Work guaranteed to be honest and good, ajarl^tf NOTICE. The books tor receiving returns of city property for the year 1883 will bo'closed on the 15th July next. By order Mayor and City Council. D. K. BRINSON, junel3-W Clerk and Treasurer. f SIMMONS j Lregulatorj Yangcment of Liver, Bowels and Kidneys. SYMPTOMS OF A DISEASED LIVER. Rad Breath; Pain in the Side, sometimes the Sain is felt under the Shoulder-blade, mistaken for heumatism; general loss of appetite; Bowels generally costive, sometimes alternating with lax; the head is troubled with pain, is dull and heavy, with considerable loss of memory, accompanied with a painful sensation of leaving undone something which ought to have been done; a slight, dry cough and flushed face is sometimes an attendant, often mistaken for consumption; the patient complains of weariness and debility; nervous, easily startled; feet cold or burning, sometimes a prickly sensation of the skin exists; spirits arc low and despondent, and, although satisfied that exercise would oe bene ficial, yet one can hardly summon up fortitude to try it—in fact, distrusts every remedy. Several of the above symptoms attend the disease, but cases have occurred when but few of them existed, yet examination after death has shown the Liver to have been extensively deranged. It should be used by all persons, old and young, whenever any of the above symptoms appear. Persons Traveling; or Living; in Un healthy Localities, by taking a dose occasion ally to keep the Liver in healthy action, will avoid all Malaria, Bilious attacks, Dizziness, Nau sea, Drowsiness, Depression of Spirits, etc. It will invigorate like a glass of wine, but is no in toxicating bei-crago. If You have eaten anything hard of digestion, or feel heavy after meals, or sleep less at night, take a dose and you will be relieved. Time and Doctors* Bills will be saved by always keeping the Regulator in the House! For, whatever the ailment may be, a thoroughly safe purgative, alterative and tonie can never be out of place. The remedy is harmless and docs not interfere with business or pleasure. IT IS PURELY VEGETABLE, And has all the power and efficacy of Calomel or Quinine, without any of the injurious after effects. A Governor’s Testimony. Simmons Liver Regulator has been in use in my family for some time, and 1 am satisfied it is a valuable addition to the medical science. J. Gill Shorter, Governor of Ala. Hon. Alexander H. Stephens, of Ga., says; Have derived some benefit from the use of Simmons Liver Regulator, and wish to give it a further trial. “The only Thing that never fails to Relieve.”—l have used many remedies for Dys pepsia, Liver Affection and Debility, but never have found anything to benefit me to the extent Simmons Liver Regulator has. I sent from Min nesota to Georgia for it, and would send further for such a medicine, and would advise all who arc sim ilarly affected to give it a trial as it seems the only thing that never fails to relieve. P. RI. Janney, Minneapolis, Minn. Dr. T. W. Mason says: From actual ex perience in the use of Simmons Liver Regulator in my practice I have been and am satisfied to use . and prescribe it as a purgative medicine. Take only the Genuine, which always has on the Wrapper the red Z Trade-Murk and Signature of J. H. ZEILIN & CO. FOR SALE BY ALL DRUGGISTS. HOSMEDJj ffex „ STOMACH _ SITTER 5 No time should ho lost if the stomach, liver and bowels are affected, to adopt the sure remedy, Hostetter’s Stomach Bitters. Diseases of the organs named beget others far more serious, and a delay is therefore hazardous. Dyspepsia, liver complaint, chills and fever, early rheumatic twinges, kidney weakness, bring serious bodily trouble if trifled with. Lose no time in using effective and safe medicine. For sale by all Druggists and Dealers generally. AYER’S Ague Cure IS WARRANTED to cure all cases of ma larial disease, such as Fever and Ague, Inter mittent or Chill Fever, Remittent Fever, Dumb Ague, Bilious Fever, and Liver Com plaint. In case of failure, after due trial dealers are authorized, by our circular of July Ist, 1882, to refund the money. Dr.J.C. Ayer & Cos., Lowell, Mass. Sold by all Druggists. foxjYz’s HORSE AND CATTLE POWDERS No Horse will die of Colic, Rots or Luno Fz* VER, If Fontz’s Powders arc used in time. Foutz’s Powders will cure and prevent Ilo© Cholera. Fontz’s Powders will prevent Gapkr in Fowls. Foutz’s Powders will Increase the quantity of milk and cream twenty per cent., and make the butter firm and sweet. Foutz’s Powders will cur® or prevent almost every Disease lo which Horses and Cattle are subject. FotiTZ’s Powders will give Satisfaction. Bold everywhere. DAVID E. FOTTTZ, Proprietor, BALTIMORE* UD, DIVORCES —No publicity; residents of Desertion, Non-Support, Advice and applications for stamps. \V. H. LEE, Att’y, 239 B’way, N. Y. ADVERTISERS By addressing <■ no I*. lioWF.i.l, & t:o., 10 Spruce St., New York, can learn the ex act cost of any proposed line of ADVER TISING in American Newspapers. page Pamphlet, 25c. july-t Insure Against Storms! All should at once protect their property against loss by WIND-STORMS, CY CLONES and TORNADOES, by insuring in the Phenix Insurance Cos. of New York, One of the strongest American Companies. Cash capital §3,300,000. \V. T. DAVENPORT & SON. Lamar i-t., Americus, Ga. Agents. april2B-3m Laundry Starch, Laundry Blue, Laundry Soaps. Dr. Eldridge’s Drug Store, INDEPENDENT IN POLITICS, AND DEVOTED TO NEWS, LITERATURE, SCIENCE AND GENERAL PROGRESS, AMERICUS, GEORGIA, SATURDAY, JULY 7, 1883. VOV/S \V\', TtTHN HACK. THE PAGES, Turn hack the pages with weary years fraught, Where childhood had traced its first happy thought; Feel the wild thrill of the days that are gone, Rich with the glamour of childhood’s first dawn; See the blue Heaven where clouds never frowned; Hear the quaint echoes through forests re sound; Hear the bird’s song with that childish de light; Follow the streams in tlicir murmuring flight. Sad the experience knowledge bestows, Take all 1 know uf the world and its woes; Gladly return all its wisdom and lore Just for a glimpse of my childhood once more; Vain hopes that vanish and leave but de spair, Glittering baubies that hurst on the air. Base gold and trumpery take from my sight None are so dear as my childhood to night. Oh, forthe faith of my childhood I yearn! Gladly life’s knowledge I would return, Doctrines first taught at a kind mother’s knee, Sweeter than all the world’s learning would he, Pure, holy faith in a Heaven above, Happy belief that all mankind is love, Take the man’s wisdom by error defiled. Give me the innocent face of a child. Turnback the pages of a troublesome life. Trace back the wayward years bletted by strife; Usher again the bright hours of yore; Oh, for a glimpse of its pleasures once more. Happy childhood’s innocence long has de cayed, Gome again and this cold heart pervade, Over life’s pages your happy thought trace, Smooth the deep wrinkles once more from thy face. STRVOVY yVRTvWUUY. TABERNACLE SERMONS. BY REV. T. DeWITT TALMAGE The Sermons of Dr. Talmage are publish ed in pamphlet form by Geo. A. Sparks, 48 Bible House, New York. A number containing 26 Sermons is issued every three months. Price 30 cents, $l per an num], THE SIX WINGS. “With twain he covered his face, with twain he covered his feet, and with twain did he fly.”—lsaiah vi, 2. In a hospital of leprosy good King Uzziah had died, and the who.e laud was shadowed with solemnity, and theological and prophetic Isaiah was thinking about religious things, as one is apt to do in time of great national bereavement, and forgettiug the pres ence ol his wife and two sons, who made up his family. He has a dream, not like the dreams of ordinary charac ter, which generally come from indi gestion, but a vision most instructive, and under the touch of the hand of the Almighty. The place, the ancient temple building, grand, awful majes tic. Within that temple a throne higher and grander than that occupied by any czar or sultan or emperor. On that throne the eternal Christ. Iu lines surrounding that throne the brightest celestials, not the cherubim, but higher than they, the most exquis ite and radiant of the heavenly inhab itants, the seraphim. They are called burners, because they look like fire. Lips of fire, eyes of fire, feet of fire. In addition to tho features and the limbs, which suggest a human being, there are pinions which suggest the lightest, the swiftest, the most buoyant and the most aspiring of all unintelligent crea tion—a bird. Each seraph had six wings, each two ol the wings for a different purpose. Isaiah’s dream quiv ers and Hashes with these pinions, now folded, now spread, now beaten in lo comotion. “With twain he covered his feet, with twain he covered his face, and with twain did he Hy.” The probability is that these wings were not all used at once. The seraph stan ding there near the throne, overwhelm ed at the insignificance of the paths his feet had trodden as compared with the paths trodden bj the feet of God, and with the lameness of his locomotion, amounting almost to decrepitude as compared with the divine velocity, with feathery veil of angelic modesty he hides the feet. “With twain did he cover the feet.’’ Standing there, overpowered by the overmatching splen dors of God’s glory, and unable longer with the eyes to look upon them, and wishing those eyes shaded from the in sufferable glory, the pinions gather over tluti countenance. “With twain he did cover the lace.” Then as God tells this seraph to go to the furthest outpost of immensity on messages of light and love and joy, and get back before the first anthem, it does not take the seraph a great while to Bpread him self upon tho air with unimagined ce lerity, one stroke of the wing equal to 10,000 leagues of air. “With twain he did fly.” The most practical and useful lesson for yon and me. When we seo the seraph spreading his wings over the feet, there comes the lesson of humility at imperfection. The bright est angels of God are so far beneath God that He charges them with folly. The seraph so far beneath God and we so far beneath the seraph in service, We ought to be plunged in humility utter and complete. Our feet, hoW laggard they have been in the divine service. Our feet, how many fiaisatepsitHey have taken. Our feet, in how many paths of worldliness And folly they have walked. Neither God nor seraph in tended to put auy dishonor upon that which is one of the masterpieces of Al- 1 For i>yspepsia. Costiveness, l Sick Headache, Chronic Diar rhoea, Jaundice, Impurity of the Blood, Fever and f Ague, Malaria, and all Diseases caused by De- | mighty God—tho human foot. Physi ologists and anatomists arc overwhelm led at the wonders of its organization. The Bridgewater Treatise written by bir Charles Bell on the wisdom and goodness of God, as illustrated in the “Human Hand,” was a result of the $40,000 bequeathed in the last will and testament of tho Earl of Bridgewater 1 for the encouragement of Christian lit- I erature. The world could afford to ■ forgive his eccentricities, though he I had two dogs seated at his table, anfl though he put six dogs alone in an 1 equipage drawn by four horses and at tended by two footmen. With his large bequest inducing Sir Charles Bell to write so valuable a book as the i wisdom of God in the structure ol the human hand, the world could not afford to forgive his oddities. And ihe world could now afford to have another Earl ' of Bridgewater, however idiosyncratic, if he would induce some other Sir Charles Bell to write a book on the wisdom and goodness of God in the construction of the human foot. The articulation of its bones, the lubrication of its joints, tho gracefulness of its lines, the ingenuity of its cartilages, the delicacy of its veins, the rapidity ol its muscular contraction, the sensitive ness of its nerves. I sound the praises of the human foot. With that we halt or climb or march. It is the founda tion of the physicial fabric. It is the base of a God-poised column. With it the warrior braces himself for battle. With it the orator plants himself for eulogiura. With it the toiler reaches his work. With it the outraged stamps his indignation. Its loss an irrepara ble disaster. Its health an invaluable equipment. If you want to know its value, ask the man whose foot paraly sis hath shrivelled, or machinery hath crushed or su-geon’s knife hath ampu tated. The Bible honors it. Espec ial care. “Lest thou dashjjtliy foot against a stone;” “He will not suffer thy foot to be moved,” “Thy feet shall not stumble.” Especial charge: “Keep thy foot when thou goest into the house of God ” Especial peril: “Their feet shall slide in our time.” Connec ted with world’s dissolution: “He shall set one foot on the sea and the other on the earth.” Give me the history of your foot and I will give you the his tory of your lifetime. Tell me up what steps it hath gone, down what declivities and in what roads and in what directions, and I will know more about you than I want to know. None of us could endure the scrutiny of our feet, not always in paths of God some times in paths of worldliness. Our feet a divine and glorious machinery for usefulness and work, so often mak ing missteps, so often going in the wrong direction. Crimes of the hand, crimes of the tongue, crimes of the eye, crimes of the ear not worse than the crimes of the foot. Ob, we want the wings of humility to cover the feet. Ought we not go into self-abnegation before the all-searching, all-scrutiniz ing, all-trying eyes of God? The ser aphs do. How much more we. “With twain ho covered the feet.” All this talk about the dignity of human na ture is braggadocio and a sin. Our nature started at tho hand of God re gal, but it has been pauperized. There is a well in Belgium which once had very pure water, and it was stoutly masoned with stone and brick; but that well afterward became the centre of the battle of Waterloo. At the opening of the battle the soldiers with their sa bres compelled the gardener, William von Kylsom, to draw water out of the well for them, and it was very pure water. But the battle raged, and 300 dead and half dead were flung into the well for quick and easy burial, so that the well of refreshment became the well of death, and long after, people looked down into the well and they saw the bleached skulls but no water. So the human soul was a well of good, but the armies of siu have fought around it, and fought across it and been slain, and it has become a well of skeletons. Dead hopes, dead resolutions, dead am bitions. An abandoned well unless Christ shall reopen and purify and fill it as the well of Belgium never was. Unclean, unclean. Another seraphic posture in the text —“With twain he covered the face.” That means reverence Godward. Nev er so much irreverence abroad in the world as to-day. You see it in the de faced statuary, in the cutting out ol figures from fine paintings, in the chip ping of monuments for a memento, in the fact that military guard must stand at the graves of Lincoln and Garfield, and that old shade trees must bo cut down for firewood though fifty George P. Morrises beg the woodman to spare the tree, and that calls a corpse a cad aver, and that speaks of death as going over to the majority, and substitutes for the reverend terms father and moth er, “the old man” and “the old wo man,” and finds nothing impressive in the ruins of Baalbee or the columns of Karnac. It has no reverence for the great, and sees no difference in the Sab bath from other days except that it ql lows more dissipation, and reads the Bible in what is called higher criticism, making it not the word oi God but a good hook with some fine things in it. Irreverence never so much abroad. How many take the name of God in vain, how many trivial things said about the Almighty. Not willing to have God in the world, they roll up an idea of sentimentality and humanitarianism and impudence and imbecility and call ■it God. No wings of reverence over the face, no taking off of shoes on ho ly ground. You can tell from the way they talk they could have made a bet -1 ter world than this, and that the God of the Bible shocks every sense of pro priety. They talk of the love of God in a way that shows you they believe it does not make any difference how bad a man is here, he will come out the shining gate. They talk of tho love of God in a way that shows you - they thiuk it is a general jail delivery for all the abandoned and the scoun drels of the universe. No punishment hereafter for any wrong done here. The Bible gives two descriptions of God, and they are just opposite, and they are both true. In one place the Bible says God is love. In another place the Bible says God is a consuming fire. The explanation is plain as plain can be. God through Christ is love God out of Christ is fire. To win the one and escape the other we have only to throw ourselves, body, mind and soul into Christ’s keeping. “No,” says ir reverence, “I want no atonement, I want no pardon, I want no interven tion; I will go up and (ace God, and I will challenge Him, and I will defy Him, and I will ask Him what lie wants to do with me.” So the finite confronts the infinite, so a tack-ham iuer trys to break a thunderbolt, so the breath of human nostrils defies the everlasting God, while the hierarchs of heaven bow the head and bend the knee as the King’s chariot goes by, and the archangel turns away because he cannot endure the splendor, and the chorus of all the empires of heaven comes in with full diapason, “Holy, holy, holy!” Reverence for sham, rev erence for the old merely because it is old, reverence for stupidity, however learned, reverence for incapacity, how ever finely inaugurated, 1 have none. But we want more reverence for God, more reverence for the sacraments, more reverence for the Bible, more rev erence for the pure, more reverence for the good. Reverence a characteristic of all great nations. Yon hear it in the roll ol the master oratorios. You see if in the Raphaels and Titians and Ghirlondjos. You study it in the ar chitecture of the Apoliabs and Christo pher Wrens. Do not be flippant about God. Do not joke about death. Do not make fun of the Bible. Do not de ride the eternal. The brightest and mightiest seraph cannot look unabash ed upon Him. Involuntarily the wings come up. “With twain he cov ered his face.” Who is this God be fore whom the arrogant and intractable refuse reverence? There was an engi neer by the name of Strasicrates who was in the employ of Alexander the Great, and he offered to hew a moun tain in the shape of his master, the Emperor, the enormous figure to hold la the loft hand a city of 10,000 in habitants, while with the right hand it was to hold a basin large enough to collect all the mountain torrents. Al exander applauded him for his inge nuity, but forbade the enterprise be cause of its costliness. Yet I have to tell you that our King holds in His one hand all the cities of the earth, and with the other all the oceans, while He has the stars and heaven for His tiara. Earthly power goes from hand to hand, from Henry I. to Henry 11. and llenry 111., from Louis I. to Louis 11. and Louis III.; but from everlasting to ev erlasting is God: God the first, God the last, God the only. He has one telescope with which He sees every thing: His omniscience. He has one bridge with which He crosses every thing: His omnipresence. He has one hammer with which He builds ev erything: His omnipotence. Put two taole-spoonfuls of water in the palm of your hand and it will overflow; but Isaiah indicates that God puts the At lantic, and the Pacific, and the Arctic, and the Antartic, and the Mediterra nean, and the Black sea, and all the waters of the earth in the hollow ot Ilis hand. The fingers the beach on one side, the wrist the beach on the other. “He holdeth the water in the hollow of his hand.” As you take a pinch of sslt or powder between your thumb and two fingers, so Isaiah indicates God takes up the earth. He measures the dust of the earth. The original there indicates that God takes all the dust of all the con tinents between the thumb and two fingers. You wrapt around your hand a blue ribbon five tirae.s, ten times. You say it is five-hand breadths, or it is ten-hand breaths. So indicates the prophet, Ged winds the blue ribbon of the day around his hand. “He ■i etetli out tho heavens with a span.” You know that balances are made of a beam suspended in the middle with two basins at the extremity, of equal heft. Iu that way what vast heft has been measured. But what are all the balances of earthly manipulation com pared with the balances that Isaiah saw suspended when he saw God put ting into tho scales the Alps and Apen nines and Mount Washington and the Sierra Nevadas. Y r ou see the earth had to be balasted. It would not do to have too much weight in Eu ope, or too much weight in Asia, or too much weight in Africa, or in America; so when God made the mountains He weighed them. The Bible distinctly says so. God knows the weight of the great ranges that cross the conti nents, the tons, the pouuds avoirdu pois, the ounces, tho grains, the mille grammes—just how much they weigh now. “Ho weighed the mountains in scales and the hills in a balance.” Oh! what a God to run against. Oh! what a God to disobey. Oh! what a God to dishonor. Oh! what a God to defy. The brightest the mightiest angel takes no familiarity with God. The wings of reverence are lifted. “With twain he covered the face.” Another seraphic posture in the text. Tiie seraph must not always stand still. He must move and it must be without clumsiness. There must be celerity aud beauty in the movement. With twain he did fly.” Correction and ex hilaration. Correction at our slow gait lor we only crawl in the service when we ought to fly at tiie divine bidding. Exhilaration in the fact that the soul has wings as the seraphs have wings. What is a wing? An instrument of locomotion. They may not be like seraph’s wing, they may not be like bird’s wings, but the soul has wings God says so. “He shall mount upon wings as eagles.” We are made in the divine image, and God has wings. The bible says so. “Healing in his wings.” “Under the shadow of his wings,” Under whose wings thou hast come to trust.” Folded wing now, wounded wing, broken wing, bleeding wing, caged wing. Ah! I have it now. Gaged within bars of bone and under curtains of flesh, but one day to be free. I hear the rustle of pinions in Sea grave’s poem which we sang at the be ginning of the service: “Rise rnysoul and stretch thy wings.” I hear the rustle of pinions in Alex ander Pope’s stanza, where he says: “I mount I fly, O death where is thy victory,” A dying Christian not long ago cried out, “Wings, wings, wings!” The air is lull of them, coming and going, coming and going. Vou have seen how the dull, sluggish chrysalid be comes the bright butterfly, the dull and the stupid and the sluggish turned into the alert and the beautiful. Well, my friends in this world we are in the chrysalid state. Death will unfurl the wings. Oh, if wo could only realize what a grand thing it will be to get rid of this old clod of the body and mount the heavens, neither sea gull, nor lark, nor albatross, norlalcon, nor condor pitching from highest range of Andes, so buoyant or so majestic of stroke. See that eagle iu the moun tain nest. It looks so sick, so ragged feathered, so worn out and so half asleep. Is that eagle dying? No. The ornithologist will tell you it is the moulting season with that bird. Not dying but moulting. Vou see that Christian, sick and weary and worn out, and seeming about to expire on what is called his deathbed. The world say he is dying. I say it is the moulting-season for his soul—the body dropping away, the celestial pinions coming on. Not dying, but moulting. Moulting out of darkness and siu and struggle into glory and into God.— Why do you not shout? Why do you sit shivering at the thought of death and trying to hold back and wishing you could stay hero forever, and speak of departures as though the subject was filled with skeletons and the varnish of coffins, and as though you preferred lame foot to swift wing. Oh, people of God, let us stop playing the fool and prepare for a rapturous flight. When your soul stands on the verge of this life and there are vast preci pices beneath and sapphired domes above, which way will you fly? Will you swoop or will you soar? Will yon fly downward or will you fly up ward? Everything on the wing this morning bidding us aspire. Holy spir it on the wing. Angel of the new cov enant on the wing. Time on the wing flying away from us. Eternity on the wing, flying toward us. Wings, wings, wings! Live so near to Christ that when you are dead people standing by your lifeless body will not soliloquize, saying: “What a disappointment life was to him; how averse he was to de parture; what a pity it was lie had to die; what an awful calamity. Rather standing there they may see a sign more vivid on your still face than the vestiges of pain, something that will indicate that it was a happy exit—the clearance from oppressive quarantine, the cast off chrysalid, the moulting of the faded and the useless, and the exultant ascent from malarial val leys to bright, shining mountain tops, aud to be led to say, as they stand there contemplating youv humility and your reverence iu life and your happi ness in death: “With twain he cov ered the feet, with twain he covered the face, with twain he did fly. Wings! wings! wings! A Very ISasliftil Husband. The Boston Herald tells this story of a Boonville lawyer: “The follow ing incident in the early married life of a lawyer of a village in New York State, who is as well-known for ex cessive bashfultress as for eccentricity and good nature, has never before ap- peared in print. So bashful was he that after bringing his lady-like and accomplished bride from the northern part of the county, instead of introduc ing lur to his acquaintances, after the manner of proud young husbands of the ordinary stamp, he actually almost hid himself and her most intimate friends. To get him to go to church even was a task that his wife, mother and sisters found so extremely difficult that they could only succeed by de claring that he was ashamed of his bride. On one occasion a lecture was to be given which his wife particular ly desired to attend. Our friend, iu response to her request for escort, told his wife that he knew that she would not like the lecture, and for his part he should enjoy staying at home with her much better. She persisted, and he exhausted argument to prove that she would not find the lecture enjoyable. At last the true reason of her husband’s disinclination to go out flashed over 1 the wife’s mind, and she said: “Well, lmy dear, yon can never convince me | I OUR DOLLARS PER ANNUM. NO. 82. that I don’t know, but we had better stay at home; if you should be seen out with me too much at night it might create a scandal.” They went to the lecture. A MOMENTOUS QUESTION. The House Reporter Gives His Views ox a Point in Sidewalk Et iquette . Chicago Tribune. “Society editor in?” A rather thin young man with very tight pants, high collar and a round cloth cap, the style worn by bycicle riders, had opened the door of the edi torial rooms and propounded the above question. “No,” said the horse reporter, “the society editor isn’t in. Did you want to see him.” “Oh, awfully,” was the reply. “I wouldn’t have missed seeing the soci ety editor for anything. What 1 wanted to tell him shout was very im portant—really and truly it was.” “Is Beatrice Perkins going to Muk wonago for the summer again?” asked the horse reporter; “because if its any thing about that, or “South Side so cial circles will be iu a flutter over the approaching nuptials of a prominent belle and one of our prominent busi ness men,” any of us can attend to it just as well as the society editor. Both sentences are kept in type.” “No, it’s nothing like that.” “Nothing about several well-known society young men on the North Side are about to organize a riding club, is it? We’ve gut all that ready too, but we generally wait till about the middle of June before piintiug it. Then it means that some dry goods clerks are going to hire mustang ponies for one consecutive evening aud spend the bal ance of the summer getting over it. I know all • about North Side riding clubs.” “I never ride,” said the young man. “I wouldn’t advise you to, unless you take along a postage stamp to make you sit quietly on the horse. “What 1 want to know,” said the young man, “is whether in walking with a lady a gentleman should offer her his right arm or make it a rule to have tiie lady on the inside of the walk, no matter which arm she takes in accomplishing this result. We’ve had an awful argument about it over on Ashland avenue, and Chollyandl nearly had a serious quarrel.” lie’s my room mate, you know. We’ve been awfully friendly ever since he lent me his mauve colored pants two years ago. Last winter I gave him a lovely pair of dove colored silk suspenders, aud when my birthday comes lie’s going to give me a real sweet pair of silk stockings with my monogram on them. I wouldn’t for anything in the world have any trouble to occur between Cholly and I, be cause we’ve been in the threads togeth er for nearly a year.” “In the what?” “In the threads—in the thread department, you know—and we think everything in the world of each other. I hardly ever buy a lemonade without asking Oholly to have some of it. But we’re awfully puzzled about this mat ter 1 told you about. Cholly says the gentleman should always offer the lady his right arm, but I don’t think so. I’m going to take a splendid young lady out for a boat ride in Union park next Wednesday evening, and that’s how we came to talk about it.” “Well,” said the horse reporter, “this what-shall-we-do-with-our-girls business is a pretty complicated matter. There are a good many things to bo considered, and the best authorities have decided that no absolute rule in regard to what arm a lady shall take when walking with a gentleman can bo laid down. It depends a good deal on the gait of the girl. I have seen some shy, demure please-do-not-say-piano leg-when-I-am-arouud young creatures that would carry a man all over the sidewalk if he happened to walk them in front of a millinery store and had them hitched up on the off side; and then there are others that walk in a corn-on-my-little-toe style. They’re daises. They sort of drift down the street sideways, like a one-legged duck and keep stepping on your aukles, and acting as if you were the first of a flight of stairs that they would like to climb but couldn’t. A nice, square-gaited girl, that goes straight ahead and doesn’t lunge around and make you think every minute that she's going to break her check rein the next dive, will do well enough on either side, bur with the lien-in-a gale-of-wind kind it’s bet ter to keep them on the left side all the time, because you can feud ’em off more naturally.” “Then you think either way is al lowable?” asked the young man. “Certainly. When did you say you were going out with this girl?” “Next Wednesday.” “Well you’ll have time enough be fore then to have your legs dipped over” “Have what?” “Have your legs dipped over. When people make candles, you know, and any of them are spoiled, they just put them iu the mould and dip them over. I guess likely yon can find some can dle moulds on the West Side and im prove your appearance considerably.” No child can be healthy if worms abound in its stomach. Send for Shriner’s Indian Vermifuge, the reliable remedy.