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REV. DR, TALHAGE.
THE BROOKLYN DIVINE’S
SUNDAY SERMON.
Subject : *• Woman's Specific Rights.”
Tf.xt; ‘ rhnrr are thnc seorc queens.*—
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'; ne strf,kp - * r *h the
:s*J. ( ‘ f V ' r " f *rii*-( hristinn woman,
or. t.' slave, not a hireling. not a sub
,natr. but a qiHo-n ; ami ill inv text Sol--
non sixty oitheso M,„„ K to male*
, *V' ;* 1 *B‘-ant of Jtw In a former wr
non I 'howoi you that crown U iiJ courtly
ntt-iKlanUaifl imiicnal wmlr. |w wn . „ot
I.wv ,ry to make a qe.*< M: but that K ra<**-s
on n 11,1 “**-*1 ofis will give coronation to
lahowwlyou at some length
1 ’tiian s i>osit ion washighcr in the world
han mans and that although 1,.- had often
,V" '>‘*niwl the right of stiHY.ag... s |„, always
v,,, “ nd always would vote by her infiu
<ia < anil tlmt her chief desire ought to b:
t hat she -hould have gra ■** rightly to rule in
the domimou which she ha* already won. 1
s' l " ”” enumeration of wane of her ri ,r hts
and this morning 1 resume the sul.jeet. ° ’
In the first place, woman has the special
and the Mi[s-rlative right not. again going
in k,o what I have already -aid woman
ini* tliPK|-c|al and mijs'rlativc ri *>'it of hi.-,
nig nud comforting the nick.
\Vhat land, what stre**t, what house has
>•■'l felt tlk* srmtings of disease! Tens of
thousands of Hick ld: What shall we do
with them; shall man, with hisrougli hand
and clumsy f.H.t, g., stumbling m ound the
sick room, trying to soothe the distracted
nery-s and alleviate the piiin* of the tossing
lat lent Idle J otlng timtl at. college may
s-oil at the idua oi Ring under maternal in
fluencea, but at the first, blast of the typhoid
lever on his cheek he says: “Where is
mother; Walter Kc-ntt wrote partly in
satire and part ly in compliment when he said:
* w in in, In our hours of case,
Vnc.Tt.uln, i oy and h int to please ;
When pa,a ami angnish wring Hit* brow,
A ministering aug I thou.
I think the most pathetic passage in all the
ruble is the description of the | ; „7 who went
out to the harvest field of Shunem and got
siinstruck- throwing his hands on liisteinnl, s
nnd crying out: “(h, my head :my head : ’’
and they said : “ < any him to his mother.”
And then the record is “He sat onherki
till noon, and then died.” it is an awful
thing to In- ill away from home in a strange
hotel, once 111 a W Idle men coming-in to look
ni you, holding their hand over their mouth
f"i f*m they will catch the contagion, How
’“Uglily they turn you in bed. How loudly
they talk. How you long for the ministries
"I home. 1 knew one such who went away
trom one of the brightest of homes for
several w.s'ks business absence at the West.
Ate egram came at midnight that he was
on lus death Issl, fur away from home. By
e.\pr.ss train the wife and daughters went
w. st ward; but they went too late. He feared
tint to die, but he was in agony to live until
bis family got there. lie 'tried to lirilie
the doctor to make him live a little
while longer. He said: “I am willing to die
but not alone.” But the pulses fluttered, the
eya s (dosed, and the heart stopped. The ex
press trains met in tho midnight:; wife and
delighters going westward lifeless remains
ot husband and father coming eastward. ()
it was a sad, pitiful, overwhelming
spectacle! When we are sick we want
to lie back at home. When the
lime comes for us to die, wo want to
die at home. The room may be very
humble, and tho faces that look into
ours may lie very plain; but who cures for
t lmt; Loving hands to bathe tho temples.
1/n iiig voices to s|>cak good cheer. Loving
lips to read the comforting promises of Jesus.
In our last dreadful war m m cast the can
non; men fashioned the musketry; men cried
to the hosts “Forward, march!” men hurled
their battalions on the sharp edges of tho
scraped the lint; woman administered tiie
cordials; woman watched bv the dying
com li; woman wrote tho last message to the
home circle; woman went tit the solitary
burial attended by herself and four men with
a spade. \\ o greeted the general homo
with brass bands, mnl triumphal arches,
nnd wild huzzas; but the storv is too good to
b'- written anywhere, save iti tho chronicles
o! heaven, ot .Mrs. Brady, wdio cam‘down
arming the sick in the swamps of tie* Gbit-ha
■mutiny ; .it Aunt** Boss, in the coojvr shop
hospital; of Marg nvt Breckinrid r e w hocanw
to men who lad been for wivks with their
Mounds undressed some of them frozen to
til** ground, and when slit* turned them over
those that had an arm left waved it and tilled
the air wit It their “hurrah :”ot Mrs. Hodge,
who came from Chicago with blankets and
m ith pillows. until the men shouted: “Three
cheers tor tin Christian Commission!
Cud bless tin* women at home,”
then sitting down to take the last,
me sag,*: “Toll inv wife not to fret
about nit*, but to moot me in heaven; tell her
to t■ ain up I lie boys wdiom we have love I so
Mi ll; toll her wo shall mivt again in tin* good
hind; tell her to lioar my loss like the Chris
tian wife of a Christian soldier;” and of Mrs.
Shelton, into whose face the convalescent
soldier looked and said: “Your grapes
nn*l cologne cured mo.” Mon did
tln*r work with shot nud shell, and carbine,
nn I how it **r ; women did their work with
t'Ooks, and slippers, ami bandages, and waiiu
ilriuks, in 1 Sonptun* texts, an,l gent !e strok
ings *it the hot. temples, and stories of that
land w her** thoy never have anv pain. .Men
knelt down over the wounded and said: “On
which s:. 1* did you light;" Women knelt
down over the Mounded and sail: “Where
are you hin t ; M 1 at nice tiling can 1 make
for you to eat; \\ hat makes you ci v;" To
night. hi!i* Hr nu ll urt* sound asleep in our
b*ds, there will be a light in yonder loft;
t' ere m ill be groaning down tli it dark alley;
there will U> cries of distres; in that cellar.
Mon w ill sh'cpaini women w ill watch.
Again, woman has a suporlativo right to
take care ot the jH*or. There are hundreds
.'iiid thousands ot them all over the land.
I Here is a kind of work that men cannot do
1 *r t he p >or. 1 lore emu, s a group of lit tle bare
foot children to tile door of the Dorcas Sivie
tV.lh y re **d to b * clot,hi'd ami provided for.
M Inch in tli > i* directors of banks would
know how many yards a would t ike to make
that little girl a dress; Which of t-iose liias
-1 ulin * hands vmuM tit a hat to that little
girls head ? Which of the wise men
would know how tii tie on anew pair of
s un's. Man sum times gives his charity
in a rough way, and it falls like the fruit
ot a tree in the east, which fruit comes
down so heavily tint it breaks the skull
ot tin* man who is trying to gather it. But
woman glides so softly into th * house of des
titution. and finds our all the sorrow s of the
place, and puts so quietly the donation outlie
1 tide, that all the family come out on tho
front steps as G.*-* departs, expecting that
from under her shawl she will thrust out two
w mgs and go right up toward heaven, from
wiie nee she seems to have come down.
Oh, Christian young woman! if you
would make yourself happy and win
the blessings of Christ, go out among
tin* destitute. A loaf of bread or a bundle of
so-ks may make a homely load to carry, but
the angels of Cod w ill come out to watch,
and the Lord Almighty will give his mes
senger hosts a charge, saying: “Look after
that woman. Canopy her with your wings
and shelter her from all harm;' and while
you are seated in thehous? of destitution and
sufl'ering, the little ones around the room
will whisper: “Who is she! Ain't she beatt
ibu! ;m iif you will listen right sharply you
M ill hear dripping down through the leaky
r* *of. and rolling over the rotten stairs, the
an-el chant that shook Bethlehem: “dory
to Cod in the highest, and on earth
peace, good will to men.” Can you tell
m * why a Christian woman going down
among the haunts o iniquity on a Christian
-vrand never meets with any indignity? I
SiOixi in the chaiH'l of Helen Chalmers, the
*i i lighter of the celebrated Dr. Chalmers, in
to • most abandoned part of the city
V 1 , Edinburgh, and 1 said to her as
1 1 *oxo i out upon the fearful surround
ings of that place: *‘Do you come here
n gilts to hold a service;” “O, ves ”
she said. “Can it be possible that'you
li *. c*r in vt m itli an insult while performing
r* s Christain errand “ Never, c she sam.
“ never. That young woman who has her
lather by her siile walking down the street,
an armed police at each corner, is not so
well detended as that Christian woman who
goes torth on gospel work into the haunts of
iniquity, carrying the Bibles and bread. Cos l,
m itii the rial right arm of his wrath omnipo
tent. wnul 1 tear to pieces any one M ho should
ofe • indignity. He would smite him with
ligh r.iugs. and drowu him with floods, and
i vai.ow him with earthquakes and damn
him with eternal indignations. Soms one
said: “I dislike very much to see that
Christian woman teaching those bad bovs
in tiie mission school. 1 am afraid to
have her instruct them.” “So,” said
another man, “1 am afraid, too.” Sai l the
.lirst: “I am afraid they will use vile language
before they leave th * place.” “Ah,” said the
other man”, “I am not afraid of that. What
THE MONROE ADVERTISER: FORSYTH. GA., TUESDAY. SEPTEMBER *2O, 1887. —EIGHT RAGES.
1 nm afraid of is that If any of those bovt
should u- a ld word in that presence the
ot.;<-r boys would tear hun to [tie-*es and kill
him on ttn That woman is L*t shel
tered who i-- i-lter** 1 bv the Ldrd (jOd A4-
mighty. anil you n<**-d never f*ar going any
where where (rod tells you to go.
It v-ibx as if the iyOril had ordained woman
for an esjus-ial w<irk in th * i-dliiitation of
chantiea. Harked up by barreLs in which
there is no flour, and hy stoi es in which
tb* re is no fir-*, and by wardrobes in whi'*h
there are no i-lothes, a woman it irresistible;
pa cing on her errand, (■'l saysoher: “You
go into that bank, or store, or shop, and get
Ui<* moii‘*y. She grjes in an-1 get>, it. Tne
man i> h ini fisted, hut she g**ts it. She
not help but get ft. It is tie rood from
ct-niily she shoiil-t g<*t It. No ne si of your
turning vour l*a-*k and [fretending you don’t
1 ear: you do In tr. There is no n*“sj of your
saying you are liegge l to ileath. There is
no ne~l of your wasting your time,
and you might as well submit first
as la -t. You had Is-tter rigid away
t*ik“ down your check hook, mark the
numlier of tli* i*he<*k, fid up the tilauk, sign
your name and hand it to her. There is no
n* lof M.i-ting time, 'i hose poor children
on the bark stns-t have b *en hungry long
enough. That sick man must have some
farina. That consumptive must have some
thing too i.- * his cough. I meet this delegate
i-f a relief society coming out of the store of
■in*h a hard fisted man. and I say: “Did you
get the money {' “Of course.” she says, "I
got the money; that's what 1 went for. The
Ivard told me to go in and get it, and he never
s-uids ine on a fool's errand.”
Again, 1 have to tell you that it is a
woman s sjiecific right to comfort under the
str-sy, of dire disaster. She is called the
weak* r v**ss *l, but all profane as well as
- I “red history attests that when the crisis
coin - she is better prepared than man to
m *et the emergency. Ilow often you have
cl a woman who seemed to be a disciple of
frivolity and indolence,who, under one stroke
of calamity, changed to a heroine. Oh, what
a great mistake tho** business men make
who never tell their business troubles to their
'rives! There conies some great 1 -ss to their
store, -• sune of their companions in busi
n - play A,-in a sad trick, and they carry
tli ■ burden all alone. He is asked in the house
hold ag un and again: What is the matter?
nut lit: In ieves jt a sort of Christian duty
to keep all that trouble within his own
soul. Oh, vour first duty was to tell
your wile all about it. She perliaiis might
not have disentangled your finances or ex
tended y .nr ere,lit but she would have
help **! you lo b *ar misfortune. You have no
right to carry on one shoulder that which is
intende 1 for two. There are business men
here who know what L mean. There came
a <*rf-is in your arrains. You struggled
bravely and long, but after a while there
came a day when you said: ‘‘Here I shall
have to stop,” and you called in your part
ners, and yon called in the most prominent
men in your employ, and you said: “We have
go* t*> stop. - You left tne store suddenly.
You coal 1 hardly make up your mind to pass
through the street and over on the ferryboat.
You felt everybody would be looking at you
and blaming you and denouncing you. You
hastened home. You told your M’ife all about
the alfair. What did she say ? Did she play
the butterfly? Did she talk about the silks and
the ribbons and the fashions? No. She came
up to the emergency. She quailed not under
tho stroke. She helped you to begin to plan
right away. She offered to go out of the
comfortable house Into a smaller one, and
wear the old cloak another winter. She was
one who understood your affairs without
blaming you. A'ou looked upon what you
thought was a thin, weak woman’s arm hold
ing you up, but while you looked at that ai*m
there came int > the feeble muscles of it the
strength of the eternal God. No chiding.
No fretting. Nc telling you about the beau
tiful house of her father, from which you
brought her ten, twenty, or thirty years ago.
You s iid; “Well, this is the happiest day of
my life. lam glad I have gotten from under
my burden. My wife don’t care—l don’t
care.” At the moment you were utterly ex
hausted, God sent a Deborah to meet
the host of the Amalekites and scatter them
like chaff over the plain. There aro some
times women who sit reading sentimental
novels, and who wish that they h:id some
grand field in xvliich to display their Chris
tian [lowers. Oh, what grand and glorious
things they could do if they only had an op
portunity? My sister, you n<*ed not wait for
any such time. A crisis will come in your
affairs. There will be a Thermopylae in
your own household, where God will toll you
to stand. There are scores and hundreds of
households to-day where as much bravery and
courage aro demanded of woman as was ex
hibited bv Grace Darling, or Marie Antoi
nette, or Joan of Arc.
Again 1 remark, it is woman’s right to
bring to us the kingdom of heaven. It is
easier for a woman to boa Christian than for
a man. Why? You say she is weaker. No.
Her heart is more responsive to the pleadings
of divine love. She is in vast majority. The
fact (hat sin* can more easily become a Chris
tian. 1 prove by tiie statement that three
fourths of the members of the churches in all
('hrisfendoiu are women. So God appoints
them to be the chief agencies for bringing
this world back to God. I may stand
here and say the soul is immortal. There isa
man who will refute it. I may stand here
and say wo are lost anil undone without
Christ There is a man who will refute it l
may stand li -re and say there will be a Judg
m lit Day after a while. Yonder is someone
who will refute it. But a Christian woman
in a Christian household, living in the
faith and the consistency of Christ’s
Gospel—nobody can refute that The
greatos: sermons are not preached on cele
brated platforms; they are preached with an
audience of two or three, and in private home
life. A consistent, consecrated Christian
service is an unanswerable demonstration of
Go I s truth. A sailor came slipping down
the ratlines one night, as though something
ha l happen *d and the sailors eried: “What’s
the matter?” He said: “M v mother's prayers
haunt me like a ghost.” Home influences,
consecrated, Christian homo influences, are
the mighti *st of :ill influences upon the soul.
There are inen here to-day who have main
taine l their integrity, not because they wore
any better naturally than some other people,
But because there were home influences pray
ing for them all the time. They got a good
start. They were launched on the world
with the benedictions of a Christian mother.
1 hey may track Siberian snows, they may
plunge in African jungles, they may fly to
the earth's en I—they cannot go so far and so
fast but the prayers will keep up with them.
I stand In*fore women to-day who have the
eternal salvation of their husbands in their
right hand. On the marriage day you took
an oath before men and angels that you
would be faithful and kind until death did
you part, and I believe you are going to keep
that oath; but after that parting at the door
of the grave will it be an eternal separation?
Is there any sit *h thing as an immortal mar
riage, making the flowers that grow on the
top of the sepulcher brighter than the gar
lands which at the marriage banquet tloo led
the air with aroma ? Yes; I stall 1 her *as a
priest of the most high God, to pro *laim the
banns of an immortal union for all those who
join hands in the grace of Christ- O woman,
is your hus!>an 1. your father, your son, away
from God? The Lord demands their redemp
tion at your hands. There are prayers for
you to offer, there are exhortations for you
to give, there are examples for you to set:
and Is iy now. a- Paul said to the Corinthian
woman: “What knowest thou. O woman, but
thou eanst save thy husband P’
A man was dying: and he said to his wife:
“Rebecca, you wouldn't let me have family
prayers; and you laughed about all that, and
you g(st me away into worldliness; and now I
am going to die. and my fate is sealed, and
you are the cause of my ruin!” O woman,
what knowest thou but thou eanst destroy
thy husband? Are there not some here who
have kindly influences at home? Are there
not some here* who have wandered far away
from God. who can remember the Christian
influences in the early home? Do not de
spise those influenc 's. my brother. If you
die without Christ, what will you" do
with your mother's prayers, with your
wife’s importunities, with your sister's
entreaties? What will you do with
the letters they used to write to you. ivith
the memory of those days when they'attende 1
you so kindly in times of sickness? Oh. if
there be just one strand holding you from
floating off on that dark sea. I would just
lik * this morning to take hold of that strand
and pull you to "the beach! For the sake of
your wife's God.for the sake of your mother's
God, for the sake of your daughter's God , for
the sake of your sister's God, com? this day
and be saved.
Ixistly. I M-ish to say that one of the specific
rights of woman is. through the grace of
Christ, finally to reach Heaven! Miry.
Christ's mother, in Heaven: Elizabeth Fry in
Heaven: Charlotte Elizabeth in Heaven: the
mother of Augstine in Heaven; the Countess
of Huntingd *r.—who -old her splendid jewels
t i build chapels—in Heaven; while a great
many others who have never been heard of
on earth or known but little, have gone into
the rs:an 1 peace of heaven. What a rest-!
What a change it was from the small room.
mi tii no fire and one window, the glass broken
out. aud the aching side, aud worn out eyes.
to the “house of manv marsions!” No
more stitching until I*J at night, no more
thrusting Of the thumb by the employer
through the xvdrk To sboW it was not done
quite right. Plenty of Bread at last.
Heaven for aching h*d-. Heaven for iToken
h<-artß. Heaven for anguish bitten frames.
No more -itting up unt.l midnight for the
coining of tin* staggering st-ps. No more
rough blows aero*- the temples. No more
sharp, keen, bitter curses S-m* of you will
have no reri in this world. It will Is- toil and
struggle and suffering all the v,*ay up. You
willhave to stand at your door ffehting back
the wolf with your own hand, red with car
nage. But (rod has a crown for you. I
want to realize this morning that he is now
making it. and whenever you weep a tear he
s-tflanoth-r gent in that crown: whenever
you have a parig Of body or
soul, he [>uts another gem in that
crown, until, after a while, in all th*
tiara there will lie no room for an
other splemlor, and God will say Whis angel:
“The crown is done; let In r up that she may
wear it. ” Ami as the I/ord of righteousu ss
puts the crown upon your brow angel will
cry to angel: ho is she?’and Christ will
say: "I will tell you who she is. She is the
one that came up out of great tribulation,
and bad her rols* washed and mad** white in
the blood of the Lamb.” And then God M ill
spread a banquet, and Ho will invite all the
prini'ipalities of heaven to sit at tho feast;
and the tables will blush with the tiest
clusters from the vineyards of God,
ami crimson with the twelve manner
of fruits from the Tree of Life ; and waters
from the fountains of the rock will Hash from
the golden tankards ; and the old harpers of
heaven will sit there, making music with their
harps : and Christ will point you out, amid
the celebrities of heaven, saying : “ She suf
fered with me on earth, now we are going to
lx* glorified together. And the banqueters,
no longer able to hold their peace, M ill break
forth with congratulation: “Hail:" hail!”
And there will be handwritings on the wall—
not such as struck the Persian nobleman
with horror—but fire-tipp**d fingers, writing
in blazing capitals of light, and love, and
victory: “God hath wiped away all tears
from all faces!”
Talking of Warßs.
E. L. Akehurst stepped into John 11.
Sheehan <fe Co.'s store the other day and
was waited upon by 11. C Hart, one of
the clerks. While Air. Akehurst was
picking out change to pay his bill from
a quantity of money that he had scat
tered on the top of a show case, Air.
Ilart remarked:
*‘l see that you have one or two large
warts, Brother Akehurst.”
“Yes, I have had them since child
hood.”
“Why don’t you get rid of them?”
was the next remark.
“How can that be done?” asked Air.
Akehurst.
“Easily enough,” said Air. Hart
“Ruu up the stairs to Joe Alonroe, tho
order clerk, in the third story, and he
will take them off ”
“Take them off!” said Air- Lkehurst,
in astonishment.
“Cerainly; you go up anu I’ll tell
him through the speaking tube that you
are coming,” said Air. Hart.
Air. Akehurst went up into the third
story. “Good morning, Dr. Alonroe,”
said he to the druggist. “Air. Hart
sent me up to have my warts taken
off.”
“All right,” said Dr. Joe “I’ll do
it.”
He took hold of Air. Akehurst’s hand,
looked at a large seed wart, put his
lingers on it, looked Air. Akehurst in
the face, and, as the latter remarked
afterward, “we talked and laughed and
laughed and talked like a couple of
youngsters for a few minutes.” Then
Dr Alonroe dropped Air. Akehurst’s
hand and said:
“That wart won’t bother you much
longer.”
No fee was charged, and, after thank
ing Air. Alonroe, Air Akehurst left the
store, and in the rush of the holiday
trade ho forgot the incident that had
amused him for a day. One evening,
within a week, he looked at the hand
where the wart had been located and
found that it had wholly disappeared
and the second one had decreased in size
materially. A representative of the
Observer saw the mark on the spot where
the wart was located. It looked like a
scar resulting from a light burn.
. Mr. Alonroe xvas interviewed, and on
being asked how he operated, he smiled
and said: “Ther is no operation about
it; 1 felt of the wart and talked it off,
as 1 have done probably 500 times a
year for several years. 1 claim no pe
culiar gift in this matter, and suppose
that you have the same power that I
have, if ycu would only develop it. I
have a great deal of amusement in
studying the faces of my patients, who
express al ernate feelings of douot,
hope, and surprise; but the warts go
away, all the same. If you have any
on your hands show them to me and I'll
take them off.” —Utica Odsercer.
A VISITATION OF GOD.
CnUing on Goil to Paralyze Him Tlic Cli,v*-
Irnge Answered.
[From the Atlanta Constitution.]
Douglas, Ga., Jan. 4. “ I hope that
God may paralyze me. ’ were the words
spoken bv AVilliam Burkett. At onoe
his hands dropped to his side, his legs
refused to move, and his eves rolled
wildly around. His prayer was answered,
a he stood paralyzed on the spot, where
but a few moments before he was a mag
nificent type of physical manhood. lie
tried to speak, but his tongue would
not move. Half a dozen men, xvho were
present were rendere motionless by the
evident visitation of the hands of God.
When Aliss Rhodv Bufke t saw the con
dition in which her father was brought
home she screamed and fainted, and
died a few days later.
.For years Air. Burket had been a ferry
man at the Hawkinsville road crossing
of the Ocmulgee river. He was of giant
physique, with long gray locks, and
especially noted because of the brace of
revolvers which he kept strapped to his
waist. He was a great hunter, and the
ferry being in the midst of a swamp, he
was convenient to an abundance of game.
From those who lived around him it is
learned that he was fearfully profane.
AVhenever he sighted game, and was
called off from it by an alarm from the
ferry, he would pour out such a volley
of oaths as would make the flesh of or
dinary men crawl. It was while in one
of these profane spells that he cursed his
Creator, and wound up ivith the expres
sion above quoted.
The news soon spread through the
country, and scores of people called to
see the victim. He was at fir-t com
pletely prostrated, but subsequentlv was
enabled to take a few steps, when he
xvould fall. When spoken to he replies
in an iaarticulate mumble, and acts in
the most idiotis manner. The physicians
can ascribe uo natural cause for his af
fliction, but admit that it is a visitation
of God. The preachers in the neighbor
hood have used the incident in tneir er
mons with great effect.
Like Poor Firework?.
“Araria.” said Podgkins, who has a
family of grown-up daughters, **our
girls seem like poor fireworks.”
‘‘Like poor fireworks, John? How“’
“They fail to go off.”
AN APACHE PAID.
NINE INDIANS BESIEGE ONE
WHITE MAN IN HIS RANCH.
The \\ hit-e Man's Brave Defense?—
The Redskins Hastily With
draw Alter Losing Three
Out of Theif* Number.
recent letter from Tucson, Arizona,
to the New York says: Old Jell
Sampson, whose ranch was in the track
taken hy the last gang of’ renegade
Apaches, cfitne into town this wick,
thereby proving that the general belief
that his hair had been raised on the raid
was unfounded.
Jeff escaped the red raiders, but he had
a close call. In fact, lie came in to have
an Apache bullet dug out of his thigh.
He did not know the Indians were'off
the reservation, and their appearance in
the vicinity of his ranch was a surprise.
He and a man named Watkins were out
looking after cattle one morning when
the}* saw nine Apaches come out of an
arroya upon the mesa uot more than five
hundred yards away. It required but one
glance to satisfy Jeff that the redskins
were out for mischief, aud as there was
no cover behind which to fight with any
chance of avoiding their bullets, he veiled
to Watkins to gj for the ranch, anil dug
his heels into ht* flanks. The
Apaches yelled a followed, and a race
for life began. , ,
Sampson’s ram r s an adobe house, sur
rounded by a stockade corral, and once
inside he could stand off a bjgger band
of Indians than the one at his heels. It
was five miles to the corral, and the white
men’s horses were uot in the best condi
tion for such a race. The Indian ponies
gained on them gradually, and as the
range decreased, the Apaches opened tire.
But they could not shoot accurately, and
their bullets went wide of the mark un
til, when within a mile of the ranch, a
chance shot caught Watkins between the
shoulder blades, and he pitched from
the saddle dead.
Sampson pulled up U.ig enough to sec
whether A\ utkins was merely wounded
and disabled, intending to help him in if
possible, or to put a merciful bullet
through his brain if he was wounded
past help and liable to live long enough
to be tortured. AVhen he saw that Wat
kins was dead, ho resumed his flight,
but the Apaches had gained on him dur
ing his delay, and, when within fifty
yards of the corral, a ball broke one of
liis horse’s legs, and he had to jump from
the saddle and run for his life. He
reached the stockade, sprang inside, and
swung the gate to its place, but a bullet
got in before the gate was closed and
buried itself in his thigh. It was a forty
four calibre revolver bullet. Sampson
threw the heavy bar into the socket,
drove in a pin to make it fast, and ran
into the adobe, while the Apaches yelled
and fired their guns outside.
In the house lie was all alone, but lie
had arms, ammunition, and plenty of
food and water, and was confident that
he could stand a siege if the band should
not be re-enforced. He tied a suspender
around his thigh and twisted it w ith a
stick to stop the bleeding, keeping an
eye at the loophole to be prepared for
tricks. The Apa< *.es rode around the
corral, whooping :* '**. yelling and look
ing ior a weak spoi.i Sampson held his
Winchester ready and waited for some
thing to turn up. In a moment there
was loud whooping on the north side of
the corral. Sampson did not pay any
attention to that. lie watched keenly
the south side, and something turned up
there. The heads and shoulders of two
painted scamps turned up over the stock
ade. They stood up in their saddles and
so reached the top. Jeff turned the
Winchester loose, and one of the pair
fell to the ground with a broken shoul
der. The other disappeared unharmed.
Then Jeff jumped to the north window
and clipped the car of a gentleman from
San G’arlos who was getting over the
fence.
His activity discouraged that plan of
attack, and there ivas a lull in the storm
of howls for a few minutes. Then be
gand the sound of chopping at the gate.
Two of the party were evidently trying
to hack through, to the bar with their
hatchets. Jeff reached for his Spring
field, that carried a heavy ball and ninety
grains of powder. He listened to the
the chopping until he located the spot
where the blows fell. He judged that the
Apache was probably right-handed, and
was standing just behind the ten-inch
gate post. He drew a bead on the post
and pressed the trigger. The chopping
ceased, and Jeff subsequently found
that the ball went through the soft wood
and bored a hole in the abdomen of one
of the choppers, if anybody will go to
the ranch Jeff will point with pride to
that hole in the post.
That experience made the Indians wary
of indicating their positions near the
stockade, and tho seven remaining war
riors withdrew out of range to think
things over. Jeff kept his eye on them
until he saw them dismount and disap
pear behind chimps of cactus, and then
he watched with redoubled vigilance for
A.c next move in the game.
For an hour all w as quiet, and Jeff had
time to bandage his wounded thigh in
better shape and bathe it in cold water.
On the slope of a low hill that was visible
over the corral from the window of the
adobe was a stump big enough to shelter
two men, if they were careful. Jeff
chuckled when he saw two Apaches
crawling around to get behind that
stump. It was distant about 300 yards,
ad Jeff had used it as a target so often
that he knew its exact range and the ele
vation of his Winchester sight necessary
to reach it He did not try to prevent
the redskins from getting behind it. He
wmnted them there.
They got there all right, and then
worked their little game. About 200
yards to the left of the stump the rest of
the gang gathered in a hollow, and by
waving their head feathers above shelter
tried to draw Jeff's fire, and induce him
to expose himself at the window*. He
saw the game, and fell in with it to the
extent of taking a random shot toward
the hollow. As soon as he fired he threw*
another cartridge into the chamber by
the lever, and drew a bead on the edge of
the stomp. An Apache head was poked
out as he expected, and a Winchester
ball went through it. quite unexpectedly
to the owner of Alie head.
Then Jeff took the Springfield, so as
not to disturb the sights on the Win
chester. aud practiced drop shots into
the hollow* until the five Apaches were
glad to get out of it on their stomachs.
An occasional thud of a bullet into the
stump kept the fellow behind it reminded
of the advisability of not show ing up.
At last this band moved back to where
they had left their horses, mounted aud
prepared to leave, but it was evident that
they wanted to get the buck from behind
that stump. Jeff was determined that
he shouldn’t get away. The band rode
down within long rifle range and opened
a rattling fire on the adobe by way of
diversion. Jeff wouldn't be diverted.
He kept his eye to the Winchester sights,
the sights on the stump, and his finger
on the trigger. The Apache in a trap
concluded to make a bold break, and
sprang from benind the stump ou the op
posite side to the baud. That was just
w here Jeff expected him to appear, and
he hadn't got three feet from the stump
when ttie Winchester cracked. The
Apache bounded into the air and pitched
forward upon his head with a hole clear
through hi* body.
That ended the siege, and the six live
Indians hastened out of the neighbour
hood, one with a broken shoulder, taking
one scalp anil leaving three unhandsome
corpses as the f***ult of their raid on Jeff
Sampson's ranch.
Trials of a Consul.
A young fellow, writes an attac.o* to
nn American Consulate in England, un
mistakably a Bowery boy. swaggered in
aud demanded to be sent home. I found
he had no claim, and denied him. He
was persistent, and finally insolent, and
told inc he knew the ropes well; that he
was too fiy for me; that he knew “de
Government give me S3OO a year to send
de boys home, and I didn't send 'em to
swag de tin.” I called the bouncer, a
necessary appendage to a seaport con
sulate, for whom the Government ought
to make an appropriation, and had him
thrown out. But he was the acant garde
of an army. Within two hours five
fellows, one after another, and, with cun
ning effrontery, or insolence, according
to their natures, informed me that they
knew all about it; that the fewer I sent
to the States, the more money I made, and
that I had better not carry it too far.
This was getting interesting, and the
next applicant for part of the hoard that
I was robbing the poor of was closely
questioned. After a long and searching
inquiry I found that an old sailor whom
I had the day before refused a sixpence
for beer w as buttonholing every old cast
away and beach comer on the quays and
saying: “Go to the Yankee Consul if you
want a soft berth. He gets a lot of
money to send poor fellows to the States,
and he's pocketing most of it; but if
you shove him hard enough lie’s bound to
send you.” This was an ingenious venge
ance, wasn’t it? And it gave me
trouble for months. Indeed, after a
year a “Boston boy,” as he, with visible
swelling, informed me, seemed utterly
heart-broken that he had been misin
formed in the streets about his chances
of getting home. He earnestly begged
a shilling to get some supper, which I
gave him. He left n\e y and, as I acci
dentally noticed through tho window,
joined a particularly indurated old shell
back. 8o I followed them, and, as I
supposed, they sought the lirst bar. I
went after them and quietly demanded
my shilling back, under pain of prosecu
tion for 'obtaining money under false
pretenses; but the Boston boy noncha
lantly informed me that he was being
treated by the other fellow, and that my
shilling was sale in Ills pocket, wdiere it
should remain. While I was hunting a
poliQeman he got away.
Bread Making.
A barrel of good flour should make
from 270 to 285 five-cent loaves. Many
bakers blend four brands, as tw*o Minne
sota springs and two Indiana winters,
before they get the right alloy. Others
use only one grade of spring and two of
winter wheat. These make the best
brands of fancy bread. Formerly yeast
was made of malt, potatoes and hops,
and is extensively used. Fancy bread
bakers use a patent yellow* compressed
yeast. It is popularly supposed that
bakers use alum extensively in order to
whiten their bread. That is not the fact.
There is no necessity for the use of alum,
aud it is uot used in the trade. There
are about twenty large steam bakeries in
New York, wdiicli give employment to
several hundred men. One of these, a
noted Broadway establishment, makes a
specialty %of Vienna bread and does an
immense business. Vienna bread is
made in air-tight ovens, of the
best grade of flour, and milk is used in
stead of witter in mixing the dough. In
baking, the steam settles back on the
bread instead of escaping. This makes
the outer crust thin and tender, and
gives the bread a peculiar rich taste and
pleasant aroma. What is knowm to the
trade as “steam” bread is another recent
invention. It is made of the very finest
of flour and baked in air-tight pans,
which inclose it on all sides. It is thus
baked iu its ow n steam, and possesses a
flavor peculiarly its own. One very large
bakery in New York is devoted solely to
the production of aerated bread. It is a
steam factory, and the bread so made is
extremely light and spongy. The inven
tion is an English one, but has been in
use here for years. When the dough has
reached a certain consistency, it is run
into ;m air-tight cylinder and strongly
impregnated with carbonic acid gas.
This creates the lightness and sponginess
wdthout detracting in the slightest from
its nutritious qualities.— Milling World.
The Joke Put On the Lawyer.
Leslie Coombs, a great friend of Henry
Clay, and a popular stump speaker, used
to tell a good story about Counselor
Higgins. lie w*as exceedingly adroit in
defending a prisoner, and would some
times almost laugh clown an indictment
for a small offense. A fellow (one
Smith) being on trial for stealing a tar
key, the Counselor attempted to give a
good-humored turn to the affair. “Why,
gentlemen of the jury,” said he, “ this is
really a small affair; I wonder any one
would bring sucli a complaint into court;
if we are going on at this rate we shall
have business enough on our hands.
Why, I recollect when I was at college
nothing was more common than to go
out foraging. We did not get the
poultry too often in the same place, aud
there was no harm done, no fault found.”
Notwithstanding this appeal, the jury
convicted the prisoner. After the court
rose, one of the jury, a plain old farmer,
meeting the Counselor, complimented
hi* ingenuity in the defense. “And now,
Squire. " said he fixing a knowing look
upon him, **l should like to ask you a
question: which road do you take in go
ing home, the upper or lower?” “The
lower,” answered the Counselor. “Well,
then, it’s no matter; I only wanted to
observe that if you were going my way I
would just jog on before and lock up mv
henhouse.”* — Ben: Perley Poore.
Pulque Plants.
Tifferesting examples of the agave
Americana, the variety of the century
plant from which pulque is made, are to
be seen in the windows of a Boston store.
These plants, says the Boston Herald , are
but infants, however: in Mexico they
grow to enormous size, something like
eight to ten feet high, and the flower
stalk, with its clusters of beautiful pure
white blossoms, shoots up to a height of
twelve to fifteen feet. The plant blos
soms when seven years old. or so: that is,
if let alone. On the pulque plantations
it is not permitted to blossom; when the
flower stalk begins to form it is cut away
and a large, cuplike cavity made into
the soft heart of the plant, which fills
with the sap and is emptied once or twice
a day. This sap, fermented, foreis the
popu ar Mexican beverage callec pulque
pronounced puil-kehj.
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Will Reopen Monday, Sept., 19th, 1887.
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