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8 WHO ATE THE DOG An Incident in the Camp of Ranse Wright's Brigade Tse life of a Midler ts not made up en tirely of fighting, for many of them man age to interject a little fun into it as they go along. The winter of ’C and C 3 will be remem bered by every’ soldiers in Lee s army as one of the most severe they had ever experienced. To the men of Wright's Brigade it was one of peculiar hardship. . for the following reasons. A few days af ter the defeat of Burnside at Fredericks burg. Wright s Brigade, while on dress parade, were ordered for duty to United States Ford, and marched off. leaving Clothing blankets, cooking utensils, ra tions and everything in camp, though the ground was covered with sleet, and a promise of snow at any time. Bivouack ing at Tabernacle church that night, we reached a point half way between Chan % cellorsvllle and Voiced States Ford, when cold and hungry.- we went into bivouac upon the frosen ground. The next morn ing on waking, we found twelve Inches of snow had fallen, furnishing warmth and covering to many who had nothing to cover with. From this point, details of about one-third of each command were made to throw up a line of works from Bcott's Dam below, to the junction of the ■Rapldan and Rappahannock above United States Ford. Generals Lee and Stuart came up a day or two after our arrival, and finding the deplorable condition of the oommend General Lee ordered General ■Wright to empty every wagon and have 'the belongings of the men brought up to our winter camp. The errand was fruit less however, for when the wagons re turned. covered with mud and the stock worn-down, the wagonmastcr reported that everything had been stolen by the troops of other commands, so that his trip amounted to nothing. It would be agi im •poastbiltty to paint vividly the sufferings and privations which we had to endure for the nearly two and a half months we ware on duty there. Each individual had to do duty eof some kind for sixteen out of twenty-four hours, and upon the slim allowance of rations given out. it was wry trying. The country round about us was poor and barren, the few people who ‘tahabited the jungles raised very little, therefore had nothing to sell. Apple-but ter even, considered a necessity in every Virginia home, and usually as common there as “com-licker” used to be in some Georgia counties, could not be had. so they must have been poor indeed; there fore foraging was not tried more than once by the same individual, as there was nothing to forage for. In the early days of March, the brigade was called out and marched to the river and strung out ■long the banks. We waited till Captain Girardeau with an escort of cavalry forded the river, scouted the north side, and re turned reporting the enemy to have with- - drawn to Falmouth. As the snow was about nine inches deep, and a cold norther blowing m our (aces, the wait was not a yieasant one at all. On his return, how ever. with his report, the column entered the *mlne" or mountain road and march ed or sloshed along in the direction of Fredericksburg. Deflecting to the right we finally reached the Telegraph” road, near Mattaporn church.'and after getting in the wrong road an- having to retrace our steps about dark reached the quar ters assigned us the abandoned winter ■{Barters of Toomb’s brigade, on “Hungry Hill.” three miles north of Gulnmas sta tion. Longstreet, with the divisions of Hood and Pickett, having gone on an ex- * pedition to eastern Virginia, left only the divisions of Anderson and McLaws, with those of Jackson, to attend to business in tipper Virginia. This was the occasion of our finding quarters prepared for us. That was one march when every maw In the command was thoroughly tired out and ready to fall down anywhere. "Old Buge. * or “Old Jowls.” as our corpulent . •ommissary. Major Hughes, was indiffer ently called, crnild even ride down the line . without provoking a guy. While many of the huts dug-outs were in an uncom fortable condition by reason of the snow and rain which had beat in them, still they were so much superior to anything we had so far enjoyed that winter as to make each and all of us feel nice. Soldiers, like other children, soon for- STONEWALL JACKSON. KOENTB WANTED—Ftory of Stonewall Jaek . son; * winner for agents; one-half of the publisher's profits go to Gen. Jackson's grand children This work gives not simply his war record but a full story of the great hero's life. The fastest selling book of the year One agent reports & orders first half day; another reports 4 orders first hour; another 7 orders from first 14 calls made; terms liberal; exclu sive territory. Apply to D. E. Luther Pub. Co.. Atlanta. Ga.. sole publishers. ».... , • Matrimonial. 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Pretty soon complaints began to come In of missing fowls, pigs, etc., and a bill for the same was handed in to General Wright to foot. The matter becoming troublesome, he determined to get at the matter judicially, and for the purpose appointed Judge Clifford Ander son, a'lieutenant in our company, as In spector. Judge Anderson was not only a learned lawyer and an impartial judge, but a man whose amiable disposition and upright chracter won the respect ®f every man in the command. But the judge in this new position was not to find It a bed of roses. flhe land upon which we were camped belonged to a Mr. Holliday, one of those typical old Virginia gentlemen whose pictures In large gilt frames you can still see hanging qn the walls of their old homesteads, and from those you have known in life, suggestive of the old-time mint jullp for summer or an "egg-flip” for winter discussion. Mr. Holliday had been extremely kind to us all. Many of our sick had’been carried to his house and cared for as If they were his own. • To rob such a man was base ingratitude, but that was what some of them did. In addition to destroying his wood lands, bls rails went up In smoke. Nothing was said about the wood, but when the rails began to go then there was trouble in camp. Judge Anderson tried to ferret out the guilty, but I do not remember that he was at all successful. But he had ac quired the subrtquet of "Old Rails,” and by that designation was generally known. When he would start out from headquar ters In the direction of the camp, some fellow was sure to call out, "Look out, boys! Old Bails is a coming.” Among Mr. Holliday’s other possessions was quite a flock of sheep. These gradually begap to disappear, till Anally one lone sheep was all that remained. Complaint was made. Judge Anderson promptly had them paid for. This last sheep disappeared like the ones preceding had done, also a fine n large New Foundland dog. the family pet. The loss of the sheep was reported and as some indications pointed to the camp of the Third Georgia, thither the judge made his way, announced of course by the usual cry. "Lookout,- boys. Old Rails is. a coming.” Looking into each hut on his rounds, he saw no mutton, nor signs of any. and had turned, baffled from the hunt, when he was accosted by an Indi vidual who seemed to be full of something be was anxious to get rid of. "Say, jedge.” holding his hand over his mouth, "Is you looking for them fellows what stole that sheep?” "Tes, my good man,” replied the judge, “can you tell me any thing about it?” "I can, judge. If you will promise not to give me away.” “All THE GREAT TRIO STILL ALONE. ■ • BY F. H. RICHARDSON. the average citizen had been asked 50 years ago to name the three greatest American states men he would have answered in- IF stantly: "Webster,' Calhoun and Clay.” Put the same question tojthe average citizen today and you would evoke the same reply. » The hold which these three mighty men obtained and have kept on the interest and admiration of the people of thia country for upwards of three quarters of a centery has no parallel in our political history. They were known as “The Great Triumvirate” in the early years of the century now gone, and that distinction still clings to them with apparently no prospect of being lost or modified. Many men of might have thundered tn the forum since the potent voices of these three were hushed; many mas ters of statecraft have swayed the public, shaped legislation, made and unmade policies since these leaders of men rested from their labors, and still there Is co name that we couple with theirs. The passing of several generations, the agitations and achievements of many years that Included the most heroic and most tragic era of the na tion’s history have not availed either to remove one of them from the pre eminence which his cotemporaries ac corded him and in which succeeding generations have acquiesced, or to ele vate any other statesman to a place in that select company. Why is this so? Since Webster. Calhoun and Clay passed away conditions for the devel opment of great powers of leadership have been even more favorable than they were at any time during their lives. Opportunities for the exercise of these powers have surely been far more frequent for their successors than they were for them, and there have been in every section of the coun try political leaders who rose superbly to these occasions, but why Is it that not one of them has made so deep and lasting an impression upon the minds and hearts of his fellow-citizens? If It were proposed now to enlarge "The Great Triumvate” into a Great Quartette of American statesmen would we find a consensus of opinion tn favor of any candidate for the fourth place? It would assuredly be an election with a long list of competitors and. the scattering vote would go far beyond its usual proportions. And yet It would be a rash asser tion to declare that since the days of the three statesmen whom the masses of our people hold to be unrivalled still we have had none who equalled any one of them tn intellectual strength, constructive skill, or the power of eloquence. There have been arms that could bend the bow of Ulysses long after he laid It down and Went on his wander ings. but the popular estimation per sists in refusing to concede so much to the best of them. This continued association and seg regation of Webster. Calhoun and Clay Is undoubtedly due in large measure to the fact that they wefe cotemporaries who were brought into direct and strenuous contention with and sharp antagonism to each other. Each of them represented a different school of politics, a different theory of the constitution, and advocated dif ferent general policies for the govern ment. Each was the idol of a great con stituency and all were held tn high bonor and admiration by the country. Some of Webster’s former followers, it is true, maddened by the poison of fa naticism. would at one time have cru cified him for defending the highest law of the republic against their blind fury, but their assaults neither shook the faith of the country in him then nor diminished his historic stature. Webster, Calhoun and Clay had an other great advantage in living when THE SEMI-WEEKLY JOURNAL, ATLANTA, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 20, 1902. BY E. A. SHIVER, Co. C, 2nd Batt. Ga. Vola., Wright’s Brigade, A. N. V. right, of course I will not,” the judge assured him. “Well, now you go over to cabin "A,” in company X. Third Georgia, and make them fellows take up the floor and you’ll find that sheep, but don’t tell urn who sent you." “No, no,’ of course not.” promised Judge Anderson, who straightway went to cabin’A. Knocking to announce his coming he was admitted only to find the Inmates sitting round a blazing fire, one of them reading to the others from a copy of “Pilgrims Prog ress.” Stating apologetically his business, which seemed so out of place, with such pious surroundings, he was told by one and all that they had not any knowledge’ of the sheep; iri fact did not like mutton, anyway. However, he had heard of the fable of the wolf in sheep’s clothing, and insisted on raising the floor. After many protestations from the devotes of Bunyon. the floor was raised, when lo! beneath was a carcass fresh, juicy and sweet. Ordering one of them to place the car cass on his shoulder, the others to fall In behind, the judge bringing up the rear, the procession wended Its way to head quarters, reminding one for all the world of a medlaval funeral with the men as a detail (Os deacons to see it well done. The carcass in due time reached General Wright’s quarters and the men the guard house. That day the general seemed to have an extra number cf guests, his cook bustled about to get up the condiments; an extra plank made the table more ex papslve, and for all we high privates knew, the dinner was duly enjoyed. The balance of the day no incident occurred of Interest, but that night after tattoo, some lusty lunged fellow called out, "Who stole the dog? Another replied. Company X. Third Georgia.” "Who found the dog?” inquired another. “Old Rails,” chimed In a fourth. "Who eat the dog?” demanded the first interlocutor. “Old Ranse Wright and his staff.” “Bmp-wow-wow,’ came from a thousand throats. Had a strang er dropped into camp about this time, he would have thought it only afvast aggre gation of dog kennels, each bow-wowing for wages. While only those directly in terested were into the joke, the whole command joined in the fun. For quite two hours bow-wows in all keys from bull base to flee treble banished sleep and kept the camp tn an uproar, which the guard was unable to suppress. By some means that night, like in'the case of Paul and Silas, the prison doors were opened and the prisoners came forth, and so far as I remember no further punishment follow ed. Whether the captured carcass was really dog or sheep, I cannot say, but of one thing I am certain, if you wanted (o get into trouble after that all you had to do was to “bark" around Old Ranse a little and you were in 'it, though "growling” was always considered an In alienable prerogative of every man. The Third Georgia boys used ,to say after wards, when they were detailed on an especially hard or dangerous duty, that General Wright had a spite against them. Perhaps he had not forgotten “the dog." Malaria is one of the most Insidious of health destroyers. But Hood’s Sarsapa rilla effectually counteracts its deadly poison, prevents fever and builds up the system. the proportion of men who depend upon others to do their thinking was greater than it is now. Education and Intellectual culture were far less gen eral than they are now, though these accomplishments were carried by a few choice and fortunate spirits to heights and ranges that are rarely attained It does seem, however, that in the era of unrest and passion preceding the civil war. during that terrific struggle and amid the storms of the reconstruction days some statesman would have arisen and won fame that in popular enthusiasm and in perma nency at least would have approximated that acquired by three men in a comparatively peaceful period, a period . that tried souls and appealed Co the highest faculties of leadership but mildly In ’comparison to the sterner call of that later time, the perils, stress and needs that tested American statesmanship from 1860 to 1876. And yet there is not living or on record a single American statesman, north or south, who lived and acted during those more recent years whose name, aims and achievements are now as familiar to the masses of the American people as are those of Web ster, Calhoun and Clay, all of whom had laid long in their graves before the lightnings of war burst forth from the long gathering cloud.. . Ido not include, of course, military and naval heroes, nor presidents, but men whose business was statesman ship only, as was that of Webster, Calhoun and Clay. , • • How long are these three men to sit enthroned in our political Valhalla above their Successors? Perhaps thd time is Ripening for the . advent of the leader to whom we shall concede an equal, or even a loftier eminence than that on which the Great Triumvius now so serenely sit. The living present is presenting is sues which involve the fundamental principles of our government. There is threatened a departure from what was once considered the only safe and prosperous pathway for our interests and our honor alike, for in that day it was our theory'and convic tion that these two must go together. There has never been in our history a better occasion for statesmanship of the highest order, a more propitious time for the appearance of the Mo«es who shall deliver us from political perils xnd« be “the captain of our ex odus into the Canaan of a truer so cial order.” TEETH AND FOOD. A Help In Time of Need. Sometimes bad teeth cause Illness, par ticularly when they are not fit to masti cate food. A man in Ada, 0.. had all of his teeth drafrn; He was sick with Indi gestion and lack of vitality and his teeth were In a bad condition. He expected, with a new complete set of teeth, to re gain his health by thoroughly chewing his food, but he had an experience that is well worth knowing of. t » “Instead of improving I continued to lose strength.” he says, “until I was a mere moving skeleton. I tried a number of prepared foods but none of them helped me until I got Grape-Nuts. The flavor pleased my palate*at once. I soaked the food in cream and got along with It nice ly. Within a few days I noticed that I was not so tired and jaded. Gradually I grew stronger, so I left off all other foods and took only Grape-Nuts. My old time vigor came back and In two months I gained 17 pounds. This was remarkable for I am of spare build. Now I sleep and feel wonderfully well. Inasmuch as I am«doing so nicely with out teeth I have concluded to wait until my gums have finished shrinking before having a set made. I don’t believe I v-ould have gone through the drain on my system had it not been for Grape-Nuts. There is no doubt about the life-giving and nerve-building force of that food. I talk Grape-Nuts to all of my friends.” Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. Journal’s Saturday Sermon : This does not mean at all that the sin ner has had but one opportunity. It may mean that he has had many opportuni ties. He may have many more. But we certainly have One opportunity now. It Is just like God to give a poor sinner time to repent. It Is just like God to give a sinner a chance for Heaven. It Is just like God to send the Holy Spirit to the unregenerate heart to teach that heart the way of everlasting life. But the sinner's time is not today, it Is “tomor row.” He presumes on the unborn op portunity. He Is waiting for the days to come. Yea, he Is waiting for the reas on, first, that he has not got enough of this world. Now, to me. that is a very unplausible and very unsubstantial reas on. “I have not got enough of this world,” and It Is astonishing to note how much of the world it takes to fill a little sinner. It Is astonishing to note how much a little soul can receive and still not be filled. And it Is astonishing what abnormal tastes he -has. what a queer appetite, how low, how grovelling his tastes and pleasures. The world never did satisfy a sinner. History Is against it. Experience Is against it. Christianity is against it. The Book is against it, and the Holy Spirit.seeing that this world can never satisfy the human heart, came down to you and stands before you and says to every man and woman of you tonight unborn Into the kingdom of Christ: “Look higher, satisfaction comes from up yonder.” I read a little story once, of how a young fellow, in some old, dilapidated cas tle with walls badly battered and bro ken, was playing with a party of young men and young women a game at hide and seek. This young fellow, when it came his turn, put his hands on top of an old ruined wall and made a Iqap. and he leaped with great force and energy, and made such a bound as that when he landed, instead of catching on the little ledge of rock just on the outside of the old ruined wall, he went beyond it. and down, down, down the great declivity his ppor body fell, and was mangled by the stones down by the seashore. He did not have enough. He went beyond the pru dence line. He was not wise. He made the leap too far. And so It Is with every ungodly sinner today. You are playing, as it were, hide and seek with your unworldly fellows, and one of these days you are going to leap too far. you are going out of the world and Into another world, and you will still not be satisfied. Jfow. that is the reason that you don't come to God's time, that you doiKt accept the terms; it is because the world with all of It's al lurements, with all of its pleasures, with all of its kaleidoscopic glories are saying: “Take hold of me and taste me, and Hve by me, and have a good time with me,” Yea, tomorrow is the sinner’s time, be cause he is not feeling-enough today. Do you know that a great many people, and very sensible people, and very wise people aw the world goes, have put feeling for religion. If they feel very bad or if they feel very good they think that they are sav4d. Trust not to feeling. I will tell you what these feelings do signify or what they may signify—you are a gteat sinner and you need a great Savior. - Now, I know a poor woman in this town—some of you know her. She has been putting off Jesus Christ, our blessed Savior, for a year, I am sure, for I have known her that long and more, and when sometimes I would venture to speak to her about her soul that poor woman tells me with the saddest face and with the most plfiful tone, “I don’t feel right,” and so wrth her feelings she is groping her poor out of this world and into eternity simply because she Is depending on her feelings. Now. that will not do at all, fop-wo me of the very best Christians who hear me tonight have had feelings of woeful despondency and have come almost into despair. Sometimes you have thought that God Almighty had forsaken you. and no won- | der. Does that signify that the Lord Jesus did not wash you with His blood and save you by His power? Sometimes the man on his dyfhg bed, having been taught by faithless prophets and priests and preachers lies there hug ging the delusive phantom of hope as he lies supinely on his back and says all is clear, all ts right, and doubtless he dies and goes down to hell, feeling it is all right but realizing at last that it is all wrong. Feeling won’t do. And so that is why the sinner puts off till tomorrow, in order that he may get up a better stock of feel ing It is as much as to say before the Lord God, “Give me feelings and you can do What you please with the blood. Let me feel good and happy and let the very fountain of Christ dry up on Calvary’s mountain.” Whether yeu feel hot or cold, good or bad. saint or sinner, be sure that you touch the hem of His garment, that His virtue may run out of Him and come into tou. Again, why the sinner puts off till to morrow is, he wants- more time. He wants more time to pray. Now, I want to be charitable to the sinner. I don’t want to make any untruthful or unkindly accu sation or any merciless charge against the sinner tonight. I tell you that accord ing to observations and in my humble judgment hundreds and thousands of hon est and earnest and yearning and misera ble sinners want to know Jesus Christ, ‘and yet they cannot see nor cannot be lieve, somehow or other, that they may have Him today. Walt till tomorrow, that I may have time to pray. V ait till tomorrow, that I may have time to weep .for all of my sins. I received a letter the other day from a minister in Augusta. Ga., and in that letter he said substantially this: "There was an old-time conversion in my church last Sunday night, and every one there believed that that man knew the Lord Jesus Christ. He cried out for mercy, and then found peace to his soul.” But now it is not fair for the flnite man to say just how the Infinite shall save him; it is presumptuous, it is not right to say that God Almighty shall same every man or woman or boy right precisely af ter the same fashion. God can save one man without a tear in his eye, and God saves another man with his heart all broken and bleeding and his tears run ning like rain. God can save one, and He comes into the Kingdom of Christ shout ing the praises of God and happy as he can be; but God saves another, and he stands as stolid and as solid as a rock with ntot one single muscle moving—sim ply, humbly trusting in the Eternal. Now. that is God’s way. Walting for time is but waiting for your doom. Walting for time is waiting for the gates up yonder to close and the doors down here to receive you behind them. Walting for time is but to pro voke God Almighty. Walting for time is to make him at last draw the sword from the scabbard and strike you through. There was a council, as the old story goes, in hell. His Satanic majesty gather ed up all of his co-laborers. and every devil from hell gathered in that council, and there the red flend of your soul and mftie began to ask questions. “How shall we deecive the people in yonder world and get them here?” One man said: "I will go back yonder and I will tell tHb people of the world that there is no God.” The devil moaned and shook his head and said: “They will not believe you, for there is a God and sinners know it." One said: "I will go into the world and tell the people therp that there is no hell.” The devil moaned again and said: "But sinners know that there, is a hell. You cannot dtecive them with "hat”; and then there rose one other fiend and cried out lustily: "I will' go and tejl them that there is time enough," and all the dgvils shouted and the very corridors of the pit rang out, and the devil said “go” and the messenger went, and ever since The Sinner and His Opportunity. X TEXT—“Behold, now is the accepted time! Now is the day of salvation.”— X 11. Corinthians. 6th chapter and latter portion of second verse. v BY REV. J. C. SOLOMON, D. D., $ Pastor of the Woodward Avenue Baptist Church. * * ♦ * + K f * fl£s»fl T * §& ’ * + * +• B > •> S'; » _ Jr t i* * ffiSste, ' ■ ¥ * SUB : <■ * IE3 I * •? * + - 1»fl + i UH > * REV. J. C. SOLOMON, D. D. + that day, men and women have been be lieving that lie to their soul’s, damnation, that there is time enough. It is the very thought, the very thing that is making the demons in heli rejolee, if demons in hell can nejoice at all. My second division is "God’s Time.” God’s time is now. First, there is no promise of another day. In all that book, from lid to ltd, there is not the promise of tomorrow, but everywhere it is now; it is today; it is the present. Let me illustrate: I have an insurance policy on my house now tfiat is out tomorrow at 12 o’clock, and if I go down here to pay the pre mium on that house, or that policy, at 1 .o’clock tomorrow evening, and my house catches on fire in the meantime between 12 and 1 o’clock mind you, I do not get one dollar of that insurance company’s money. I am not entitled /to a!ny. For I have 16t dne precious hour pass and in that hour of neglect my home is in smoke and ashes. You may today, sinner, have Jesus. "Now ib the accepted time.” But if tomorrow you stand before the great eternal, and stand before Him you may, in vain may you cry out: “Let me pay the premium now. Let me make a set tlement now—just one night has passed, let me make it this morning, but God, as-merciful as he is, and as loving as he is, and as long suffering as he is. will mock and laugh in your face, and shall declare to" you that you had the opportunity; now you will have His wrath. And if other days Should come the heart may be less Inclined towards Jesus. I do not believe that any .of you are going to die today. I won’t hold out any false promises or any Inducement. I would .not like you to stake your hope of Heaven or Eternity on that declara tion, but somehow or other I don’t feel MYTH OF BURIED TREASURE BETRAYED BY SHOOTING Through the shooting of a fashionably dressed Italian at the Tout Paris, a drug store on Fuencarral street, Madrid, Spain, has x come to light a remarkable story of theft and buried treasure near Savannah, with an Atlanta man oddly connected with the whole affair. The treasure is stated as aggregating >650,000 secured by a Colonel Eduardo Zamera, an alleged officer of the Spanish army at the beginning of the late war. The Atlanta man was to unearth the buried gold and receive 25 per cent for, his services. * Needless to say, the whole thing was an elaborate confidence game, but one re markable for its cleverness and for the varisemblance with which it was sur rounded. Overtures looking to the unearthing of the treasure were made early in January to R. H. Carpenter, whose business ad dress is No. 845 Equitable building. Mr. Carpenter was highly amused with the proposition, but for the sake of the joke continued the correspondence. But a few days since, however, the shooting of this Italian at the Tout Paris led to an offi cial examination of the premises, when M. and Madame Guignal, the owners of the place, were found to be active partici pants in a gigantic confidence scheme, the same, ih fact, as inspired the letter sent to Mr. Carpenter. The bait was glittering for the expense of a bagatelle of 52,000. Mr. Carpenter was to receive 25 per cent eff 5650,000. The first letter came early in January and read as follows: MADRID, Spain. “Dear Sir: Having been referred to you by Frey Diego de Lara, Prior del Con vent© de San Pedro de los Naturales, I propose to you a means of helping a poor girl and ourselves as well. The Cuban war and my high official position gave me the opportunity of making 1650,000. Being in prison and without friends, I am in need’of an honest man who would unearth the burled treasure for 25 per ceht Os his findings. Your duty would be to ccipe to Madrid arid pay the expenses of my pro- I HANDSOME WATCH FRFF lISII A Solid Gold Ladies’ or Gents’ watch costs VSHHf from $25 to SSO. Don’t throw youj- money away. 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New York City. ‘ 1 V in my heart that any of you are going to pass into Judgment from this room tonight, but -s»y you live till tomorrow and you had another opportunity of re pentance—suppose you live another week, good. Suppose you live another month, that is fine, suppose you live a year—five ten years, glorious. Let me tell you— hear me-.for I am a man who has had experience 1n leading sinners to Jesus, as the years go over your heads and heart#, ydu are going to find yourselves less in clined towards Jesus Christ than you are inclined--tpnight. Men are not always in spiritual feelings. The Holy Spirit does not. always knock at a sinner's heart with, the saifie degree of force or power. The Holy Spirit is long,-suffering and tender and fmi of mercy, but the Holy Spirit sometimes gives up sinners to their ideals and to thedr.dreams. and .leaves them for ever. * I read a little story some time ago of a | wealthy -iariner whq lived In Texas. He was theCMm of a Methodist minister, a very rich man. a man who was noted for his kindness and for his benevolence, and had only ©he public sin which the people knew of. arid that was profanity. One day, in a very sweet and glorious revival, the -.Holy Spirit came to that man’s heart with great -power.' But he shook off. the conviction; he wrestled with God and moved out of that revival and went to his sick bed with the Holy Spirit, as it were, knocking at his heart, and there he lay, crying out with awful agony, both in his body and in bis soul. Finally, when the doctor could not avail, and when the min ister's prayers were helpless and when his wife’s consolations gave no comfort, he just fixed bis eyes as on space, open ed bls mouth wide, his eyes bulging from their sockets, and cried out with the most awful and the most unspeakable agony, just two words, "My Godf’and went down to the grave, reeking in the wildest de spair, simply liecause he had neglected his opportunity and put the day of salva tion off until tomorrow, and when tomor row came his doom came. To wait longer .than now is to risk too much. Is to risk God's wrath, is to risk your hdpe of heav en, is to risk an eternity of happiness. Oh, sinner hear me today, you cannot afford to take any risk upon this all im portant question of seeking the soul’s salvation. If Qod Almighty had wanted to say tomorrow, He would not have said today. If God in His infinite wisdom knew that today was not the best time for you, sinner. He would have said: "I will give you a chance for tomorrow.” Let the finite pay attention when the Infinite speaks. Let the hapless sinner who expects mercy accept it when the'Almighty gives it. Let the man who has no power to rise on wings of faith to meet his God in judg ment, simply crouch at his feet and say, “Lord, I believe, help thou my unbelief!” Oh, do not risk it tonight, do not risk it. I beseech you. I beseech you through the love in my heart, through my own hope of heaven, with ail of the Christian fellow ship which is my joy. I beseech you to day to be reconciled Io God. One night may fix your doom. One night may seal your despair. Come iww. come, try God. Take him at his word. Put your soul on him, and if God deceives you today I ask you, in all fairness and honesty, to Call this speaker a liar* and say God Is a de ceiver, and the church is a myth, but If God accepts you, then praise him, praise him, praise him, and go your way rejoic ing that ever he thought of you and gave himself for you. cess by gaining possession of a satchel of mine that was seized at my arrest, in a secret pocxet of which is a diagram of the ground on which the gold is hidden. “If you accept I will send instructions and proof of my statements. Send me the following cablegram: ’Spain, Agapito Aranas, Madrid. Accepted.’ Your obe dient servant, COLONEL ZAMORA.”' This was novel, at any rate. 80 Mr. Carpenter entered into correspondence with the colonel, and in due time received another letter, setting forth'the whole affair with great particularity. The story was: ' Colonel Zamora explains that he was sent into Mexico to secure provisions for the Spanish army, and by clever finance managed to clear >650,000 in gold. On re turning he was sammoned before a tri bunal to render an account, but he was lucky enough to have a trusted servant, who Informed him that he was to be ac cused. Thus warned, he hurried to Sa vannah and burled the money near that city, enclosing it in crystal bottles and these again In cases of zinc and ebony. He then made a drawing of the spot, which he put in a secret pocket of his valise. He was in due time accused, and was at the time the letter was written languish ing In a Spanish prison. His daughter, he continued, was a recluse at the convent mentipned in the first letter, the prior of which, being acquainted in America, had furnished him with Mr. Carpenter’s name. The priest’s card was duly enclosed. Mr. Carpenter’s, duty would be to come to Spain with >2,000, w|th which the valise would be purchased when auctioned, and thus the buried treasure could be recov ered and Zamora's daughter would get three-fourths of it. However, at .a later date of the negotiations the colonel naive ly suggested that to save tne expense of a trip to Madrid Mr. Carptener could re mit the >2.000. Together with the final letters came newspaper notices of Zamora’s trial and Imprisonment and other fictitious proofs of the truth of the wonderful-tale. Among fpureWMskJl f Direct from J ■Distiller to I Consumer's J K Fnll Q aart »-/jf 1 111 u ■ IM Express ■ Saves Middlemen's ■ Profits. Prevents B Adulteration. JrVkbmL CT CT COR thirty. 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Ga. the other papers sent was a tiny pictured card, eut into odd shape, the other half of which would be furnished by the emis sary of ZamorL On the card was • printed: “Sacred Virgin, accept my offer ing to Gpd and sanctify it with thy grace.” The examination of the drug store kept by the Gulgnals in Madrid revealed to the police abundant evidence in the shape of papers, together with plates to print the alleged newspaper articles, to show that this little was intimately Connected with a world-wide swindle. Needless to say, when the negotiations reached the stage where money was to be .paid out .Mr. Carpenter smiled and left , off sending cablegrams and letters. •' 1 ■- Somebody Is unkind enough to call at tention to the fact that • about thirty •years ago Senator Hoar was not such a stickler about the - consent of the gov erned—as, for instances, when he sup ported every tyrannical measure that was attempted to be forced upon the South.
