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*1.00 A YEAR, IN ADVANCE.
GHOSTS.
Br OZIAS MIDSUMMER.
the thought “may be Will-o'-the-Wisp” fhc.ok
bis kiie.B
As fire-flies thence flew about 'mid the trees
And thoughts of ghosts, goblins and demeni
and these
Arrayed for a or a whirl
Bo flll d Joseph s mind with a s»nse of disina>,
As in the ‘deep darkness that foil >wed the day,
He plunged in the blackness that lay in his way
Toward home from seeing his girl.
That church in the hollow and mill on the bill,
Though peaceful and quiet, deserved end still,
Caused up e.nd Joseph to wander or chill,
Caused As lonely him they stood iu the ni lit :
And pucker to unpock* fc a rusty old blade made,
bis lips till a whistle they
Then many shrill lias.a blow, as though not
afraid
If demons came on for a fight.
Yea, caused him to pray nnd forget Mollie dear,
For just then he saw a white specter appear
Which waved its white arms as it came to him
near
And seemed to say. “Xow I’ve got yon.”
He bowed to the earth in a s a mil of praver,
Remembered ihe wrongs he had done every*
Expecting where, die
to in his boots (hen and there,
And feeling contemptibly blue.
But Josej h still lives, for the specter passed by,
As at bis prone figure it heaved a deep sigh
At thinking be d gone to the sweet by-and-by,
His mother would never know how.
Then bellouel a roi< e in lamentable woe.
Which voice ’spite his frenzy Joseph seemed ta
know,
For seen by the light of the fire-flies’ glow,
The ghost was his mother's w hite cow.
Chicago, 111.
- BETRAYED;
-OR-
A DARK MARRIAGE
MORN.
A Romance of Love, Intrigue and
Crime
BY MRS. ALICE P. CARRISTON.
CHATTER VII. -(Continued).
The intellectual superiority of Ellis
ton, refined and insolent as it wns, aided
to blind Siyme, showing him evil which
was not only prosperous but was also
radiant in grace nnd prestice. For these
reasons employer- he most profoundly admired hated his
-admired, imitated, nnd
him!
The magnificent Elliston professed foi
him aud for bis solemn airs an niter con
tempi, which he did not always fake the
trouble to conceal; and Slyme's limbs
trembled wheu some burning sarcasm fell
from such ai lofty height ou the old
would of bis vnnity- that wound which
was ever sore within h m.
What he hated most in his employer
was his easy and unmerited insolent triumph fortune—all nis
immense and
those enjoyments which life yielded,
Without pain, without toil, without con¬
science-- peacefully tasted.
But w-hat ho hated above all. was that
this man had thus obta ning theso things,
■while he, Oscar Siyme, had vainly striven
for Ihem.
There was yet one thing mor. ; he had
looked upon the oung wife of the for
tunato man whose bread he ate, and seen
that sho was wondiou ly. surpassingly
lovely, and, like all who had ever come
with n the mngio circle of her bnneful
influence, ho bad speedily succumbed to
her wheu powers—av e, the time quickly came mad¬
he loved her with a fieice and
dening ■ passion, when he would gladly
have run any risk, committed any crime,
to win a single smile of approval lrom
her beautiful lips.
Of course Cora was not slow to see and
understand the power she had gained
over tho secretary, nnd that one word
from her would make him her willing
slave; but for a time she treated him
coolly, even contemptuously. instrument
But when she wanted an
wherewith to reach the heart of tho man
who had calm'y and deliberately slighted
her proffered love, here was one ready tc
her hand, nnd she scrupled not to make
use of it.
“Take a seat, Mr. Siyme,” Baid the
lady,.hastily throwing the paper on the
floor, “and tell mo wherein the world you
have been ever since last evening.”
“I have, to the best of my poor ability,
Mrs. Elliston,” responded the secretary,
quietly seating himself, “been carrying
out vour plans and instructions.”
“But, prey, is" what has kept you so long?
The girl dead—at least so the papei
states.” and,
“Ah! to be sure the papers say so,
thanks to a rapidly conceived plan of
toy own, which I must say I carried oul
most admirably, her husband thinks so,
too; aud now it only rests with you to
say whether or no he shall ever be unde¬
ceived.”
“Lauding your wonderful abilities
again. I see, Siyme; that’s a particularly
had habit of yours. But no matter—what
do you mean? How does it rest with me:
Please explain yourself. Tell the whole
story, and Login at the beginning, if you
please." Siyme flushed painfully at the rebuke
ho had received, and, moving uneas.ly ic
his chair, ho commenced his story, speak¬ the
ing in a low and rapid tone, bis eyes
while wandering about the partially
lighted room, and never for more than e
moment at a time resting oh the lady'f
face.
CHATTER VIII.
THE SLAVE BE“R A SMALL FAVOR.
“Of course,” the private secretary be¬
gan, “ you know ail about the decoy letters,
and what they were intended to accom¬
plish. Weil, they worked to a charm. 1
sent the one addressed to tbe bridegroom
at about the right moment, and when 1
saw he had taken the bait and gone to tbe
girl on Forty-seventh street. I knew he waf
out of the way for some lime, and sc
thought no more about him, but turned
mv attention to the brute—ha! ha! the
•Bride of less than 8n hour!”
‘Do pray go on with your story, Mr.
Siyme." “Well, the note I prepared for her J
caused to be handed in about twenty
minutes late-, and it wasn t long before it
produced visible effects.
“From my post of observation I saw
her rush out of the house, and almost ffv
in the direction of the Fielding girls
home.” done."
"Ah! well
"I had a carriage ready, and, spring¬
ing inside, directed the driver to keep bet
constantly- in view. He did so. and mar
aged the whole th ng admirably.
“She reached the house on Forty-sev
enth street, and a moment later saw hei
husband issue from t: then she do
the very thing 1 could have wished hei
to do. She questioned the Irish servant-
8 '“The result cf that interview resolution was, at
you may easily gees-\ a uevei
to fcer husband s tact 1 aiam. Ours
“She sent tbe girl for a carriage,
was the first to attract her attention
Hurriedly 1 told the driver to take the
reb and when the lady was safe inside
and the car tige was turn ng the corner, 1
mounted on the rack behind,
®h .t tpamilton 0 MOWl ♦
*Of course, in this way, f never really
lost sight of her for a moment. As she
entered the waiting-room of the Grand
Central Depot by one door, I entered by
the other.
“She bought a ticket for Cos Cob, and
Xirectly afterward I bought another foi
he same place. Then I was careful tt
keep my eyes on her until the train wax
made up. But, meantime, I had noticed
i very curious thing.”
“Ah! and what was that, pray?”
“Sitting next to her, aid evidently
waiting for (he samo train, was a middle
aged lady with a young gill by her side.
“Now, I am quite sure our friend did
not see this girl at the time, but I could
uot help seeing her; and, wonderful to
relate, she w as not only about Mrs. Cleve¬
land's own age, but looked enough like
her to be her twin sister.”
Cora Elliston aroused herself and
showed a suddenly increasing interest.
“Go on,” she said, eagerly.
“Ah! I thought I should interest you
before 1 had finished,” said the private
secretary, a little dryly.
“Permit me to assure you I have been
deeply lady. interested all along,” rejoined the
“Now pica e go on.”
"These lad es,” Slyrne continued, "went
hut to the train at about the same time
Mrs. Cleveland left the room, and I fol¬
lowed closed after them.
"They found the right car first, and had
taken their places before our friend came
in, and she, after a moment's hesitation,
sat down two seats back of them, while
I, not to loso sight of her, took up mj
station directly opposite.
“Bell, as you have doubtless learned
before this, some great man was about tc
die in New Haven, or further oast, nnd
ns lie wanted his relatives and friends
about him, a special train started with £
number of them from this city.
"It was delayed by some moans neai
Greenwich, nnd the fact was not tele¬
graphed back, as it should have been; so
directly after rounding a curve, wi
plunged into it full tilt, and our cars wen
telescoped, shattered, torn from the
track, and tumbled down a steep em¬
bankment, where they speedily took fire
“By -omo wise dispensation of Divin*
Providence, I escaped uninjured-”
“bee he:e, Siyme,” suddenly interrupt,
ed Cora, with an ill-concealedsueor, "yor
get that cant from the so-called religioui
people "Doubtless you meet when with occasionally. it’s
you are with them
all well enough to mako uso of it, if yor
see fit to do so; but in my presence
knowing you as I do —will you have thi
kindness to forbear?”
Tlio secretary, with a chagrined look,
bowed humbly, and fixed his eyes upor
tho floor.
“Your will is my law,” lie said in a, low
tone, aud then won! on, hurriedly:
"How I over managed to crawl out oi
that burning wreck 1 know not, but I did
do it, and straugely enough, when 1
gained my feet, 1 found Mrs. Cleveland’s
hat in my hand. I then looked around
lo see if I could find any traces of the
lady herself, and presently, not a dozen
yards number away, of I discovered her lying among
a the dead and dying.
“Now, you soc the wonderful likeness
between these two women, had occupied
my mind ever sinca I saw them sitting
so near each other in the waiting-room
stood of the there, depot: and now, all at once, might as I
it occurred to me that I
turn that likeness to good account, pro¬
vide ! the other was dead, as I strongly
suspected “I commenced she was. thorough and
a search,
with the assistance of a brakeman and
one or two uninjured passengers, soon
found her body, so horrible burnod Bnd
disfigured, that it might easily have
passed for almost any ouo’b; but taking
into consideration the liair, her height,
build, and certain features that were un¬
injured, i ud which were common to both,
I was peifectly satisfied that Mrs. Cleve¬
land's own mother would not hesitate for
a moment to declare that the dead girl
wdr her daughter. make
“But, to assurance doubly sure,
after having the real Mrs. Cleveland con¬
veyed away, I burned the remains of a
hat, which I took from the deid girl’s
head, and placed the other by hor side,
and thus, a short, time after, Eugene
Cleveland found the body, and accepted
it as that of his wife.”
“ Ah! ” ejaculated Cora. Then quickly:
“ And whnt did you do with the woman
you took away? ”
“I hired a carriage, and conveyed hei
to the cott ge you ordered me to lease in
Roxbury.” And’she is there now? ”
“
“ Yes, ma’am, and likely to remain
there a long time.”
“ She was injured, perhaps? ”
” Badly. Her right arm was broken,
her hea i frightfully cut, and she received
other injuries.
“ It was some time, of course, before I
could put her in charge of a physician,
and by that time fever had set in. She is
out ot her hea l now, and the doctor says
ten to one she will never recover hoi
eason.”
“She has brain fever, then'?”
* y © s. n
“She may die?"
“It’s rnox-e than likely.”
“H’m- and the—the other; what did
they do with that?”
“i made inquiries afterward,” said
Siyme, slowly, “and found they had
taliou it to Mrs. Cleveland's mother’s, at
Riverside, from whence it is to be buried
to-morrow. I think.”
"Ah!” Then, after a moment’s pause:
“Siyme.” ma’am."
“Yes,
“You must attend that funeral.”
“Attend the funeral! that?” M'hat possible
good can come greatly of like know who the
“I should to
guests will be. What information you
are ablo to gather there may, in a great
measure, shape our course for the fu
ture.”
“Then I will certainly be there. And
now. madam, have you any further com
mands for me?”
“Have vou told mo all I ought t«
know? ’
-j believe bo— unless—”
“Euless what?”
“Why, X am inclined to think, fron
ir j lat f iiav0 j, een a ],j e ( 0 j earn oj a ce i
reached the city, that young Fielding and
[jj g g j s { er aie likely to make quite a stii
5 p,out the liberty taken with tbeir names,
snf j jpg f rl ud practiced upon them the
other night.” If
. -pooh! let them stir. they go *oc
they'll suddenly find themselves
without bread and butter, that’s all. And
3 ow, :-lyme. I think our interview foi
his time is over."
But, seeing that the secretary still lin¬
gered, she thought it wise to bestow up.
ol: him a little honey; so, with her sweet¬
est smile, she said:
“My tr end, I am verv well pleaded witt
you. The ardent zeal you bave displayed has
in carrying out my^lans and wishes
quite won my heart.
A flush of pleasure mantled the 56cre
I tary's face. Flis lips quivered and hia eyei
lighted up with a new fire.
i “Mrs. Lili-tOD,” he said, eagerly, but ir
j | tremblin'? tone-. I “I hare— I X ask am proving belle;
to you. as l>est can. that no
han to be your Slav But even a slavi
mav now and then kiss tbe hand of hi if
! mistress, vou have not a-- yet granted mi
[ ;o much ss th s favor."
Cor» bit her lips with vexation ant
HAMILTON, HARRIS COUNTY, GA., FEBRUARY 181)1.
suppressed anger, but quickly dissem
bling, she held out hor hand with an¬
other of her gracious smiles, while she
■aid:
"You bave, indeed, earned so poor t
reward. Continue to be faithful it' you
would stand even higher in my regard.’
With a low cry of rapturous joy, the in¬
fatuated secret a’y threw himself upon
his kuees before the woman, and fervent
iv pressed her band to his lips; then, ai
she softly whispered: friend, indeed
‘You must go now, my
you from must,” he slowly arose and stoggeret
the room ns oue drunk with wine.
Ah, if he could only have seen lhai
lame woman the next moment! If he
could only have seen her flushed face, het
sugry, flashing eyes, her compressed lips
js she rubbed the spot on her hand thin
had come in contact with his lips.
Then if he could only have seen hoy
she threw from her the delicately em¬
broidered handkerchief she had used, at
if it had been some unclean tbing, ht
might have doubted her sincerity. He
might even hnve doubted his own great
power of fascination.
CHATTER IX.
AN UNSEEN WITNESS.
Oscar Siyme was perfectly right.
Grace Lester accepted without question
the poor disfigured body, brought to hei
tho morning nfter the frightful accident,
as that of her only nnd well-beloved child.
Her grief was unbounded; yet, ill and
wholly unprepared though she was, super¬
human strength seemed given her to boai
up under the terrible affliction.
The hour for the funeral arrived, and.
ns was to be expeoted under the strange,
and even dreadful, as well ns romantic
circumstances, the little cottage and
grounds about it, were tilled with sympa¬
thizing or curious friends nnd neighbors
The lonely widow, who now deemec
heiself childless, and the unhappy hus¬
band, with a few intimate friends, among
whom were Raymond Fielding, his sister
Meta, Mr. Henley, and old William Raw
ley, and his wife, Hannah, occupied a
little loom by themselves during the sorv.
ices.
In the ( rowdod parlor, where the closed
coffin mantel, occupied Oscar a place had in front of tha
Siyme taken up his
post of observation.
He had selected the corner nearest the
head of tho casket, from whence, without
running much risk of being observed
himself, he could see nil that passed in the
room, elbow as well as note through passed a window
at his nil who entered or out
through the front door.
The assiduous secretary remained until
the servicos were over, and the funeral
cortege had started for tho picturesque
cemetery on tho hillside; then, feclinf
confident ho had learned all his mist rest
would care to know, he took an early
train for New York.
“Ah!” murmured Cora, when he had
made bis report, “it is just as I expected
that Fielding girl was well enough to b<
at the funeral, even if she was too ill tc
be at the wedding. I’m inclined to believ«
that I shall find it necessary to removi
her also from my path.”
Oscar Siyme was watching her face in¬
tently, and while he did not catch hei
words, fully understood, something from displeased her looks
and lone, that hoi
greatly. “I told something that
have you you
would rather not have heard?" he said,
inquiringly. hastily, regarded
She looked up and him
attentively for friend,” a moment.
“Listen, my she at lengthsaid.
“It does not nlease me that this working
girl—this Meta Fielding, bb yon say she
is called, should be anything more to my
husband's nephew than she is at thiB mo¬
ment; and cannot you see that already
she nnd her precious brother are schem¬
ing for the place made vacant, as they
suppose, by the dea'h of Mildred Les
“Ah! It does look like it,” assented
tbo private secretary.
“More than that," Cora went on, hasti¬
ly; “unless something is done, and done
Bpeedily, lonely they will succeed; and for full being of
more than ever now,
grief, as undoubtedly he is, naturally he
will turn to them for comfort nnd sym¬
pathy; and loving him, as I sm sure she
does, it is very easy to see how it will all
end; and it doesn’t please me, Mr. Siyme
—I repe it—it doesn’t please mo at all.”
The secretary looked at her curiously.
“Y'ou must love or hate this man very
much,” ho said, with more than a trace ot
BOS picion in his lone.
Cora raised her beautiful eyes, end
threw upon him a quick, searching
glance.
“Have I not already told yati," she
said, sharply, “that he has mortally of¬
fended me—that I will never forgive him
—never, if I can prevent it, allow him a
sin gle moment’s anil happiness on this earth?"
and her looks tone convinced the
jealous secretary of her sincerity.
“What wouldyou have me do?” he asked,
humbly enough. herself back
She threw into the ehaii
from which she had risen, and resting
her head upon her hand, said, after a
moment’s hesitation;
“I don’t know yet; let me think.”
Then, as if speaking to herself;
“We mustn’t hnve the brother turned
out of the bank; that was a bad move in
Eugene’s case. No; whatever is done now
my hand must in no wise appear. Be¬
sides, it would do him no good publisher to throw
him out of his situation; tho
would give him a better, as readily as he
iid the other.
“No, no; we must manage in some othei
way; and suspicion—well, toward suspicion other must
be directed Borne source.
And there's another thing—Siyme, are
rou listening'?" Elliston."
“Yes, Mrs.
“Well, you must find out it I—that is,
If we nre in any way susi>e>r ted of the plot
that ended in the yonng bride's supposed
death; aud if so, you must find someway
lo free us from the suspicion. I don’t
choose to have it rest on me, at al!
events."
"I don’t think, ma’am, it can he done,’
said tha secretary, slowly, “And now
with regard to the other matter; I believi
I have a plan that will work, and which
I am sure will in no wiBe compromise
you. ”
“Then let me hear it, by all means."
Tho secretary, in a diffident and defer¬
ential manner, drew his ebair a little
rearer, and began to speak in a low and
rapid he tone. continued the lady's face flushed,
As
m.l her eyes sjarkled with eicitemeni
rnd satisfaction.
“Yes, wilf yes, Siyme," she was You saying;
‘that do most admirably. are
indeed • real treasure, and it j»u carry
this through as successfully as you did
the othsr your reward-”
And here she was interrupted by a knock
on the library door.
“Come!” she called, impatiently, card and s
footman entered with a on a silvei
salver.
Cora glanced carelessly a f the card
and then, as every vestige of color lef’
her face, gasped out rather than spoki
the name of Eugene Cleveland!
“Cleveland!” echoed Siyme, in a tom
of consternation. "What can he wan?
here at this time? He must bave eom<
directly from the depot." h» **nts, l
“J don't know what an
snre," murmured (lie guilty woman,
thoughtfully; "I wish ldil.”
“Shull you see him?"
“1 am trying to think what is l ast to do,
If I refuse most likely he will r.ay 1 was
afraid. If 1 see him-- But pshaw! 1
will see him.” And discreetly hastily recalling the
footman, who had retired, she
said:
“Show the gentleman in here.” Then,
turning to the Secretary: “You go into
Mr. Elusion's private room; it will l>«
quite ns well if he doesn’t soe you.”
Siyme, who was of-that opinion him¬
self. hastened to retire, and the door had
hardly clo c od upon him wlieu Eugene
was admitted from the reception-room.
fora slowly lose to receive him.
The young man advanced, and when hi
had nearly reached the table, by the side
of which she was standing, stopped and
regarded her fixedly, yet without speak¬
ing.
F’or a moment Cora boro his close
scrutiny, (lien, feeling that she could not
keep her feet another instant, rapidly said:
“Please take a seat, Rir, and tell mo ot
what chance I am indebted for the houoi
of this call," and, without -waiting foi
him to accept hor invitation, she sank
bock into her own easy chair.
Eugene, however, made no movement
toward seating himself, but advancing
another step and resting his hand upon
the table, he calmly said:
“Mrs. Elliston, I have called to ask von
if you are now quite sn'isiiod with your
• completed work?” under-land you,"
“Sir! I do not an¬
swered the lady, with quivering lips.
"And yet it seoms to me I have spoken
quite “From plainly,” said Eugene, bitterly. this
the night of our interview in
very room yon have pursued me with a
vindictiveness that has never rested nor
slept. And now it hns come to this; You
have caused the death of my wife, and
not only that, but she, poor innocent
child, died, thunks lo you, believing me
unfaithful to her; I, who never wronged
her eren in my inmost thoughts.”
“You have married, then, sinco I saw
you, and your wife is dead?” said Cora,
m a low, questioning tone.
“Yes; but I apprehend there is no neces¬
sity “And'you of telling you about it.”
accuse me of your misfortune
—of her death?” persisted tho lady,
“I do, most positively,” said Eugene,
firmly. “You wrongfully,
do so then. I have
never lifted a finger against, you. I have
not had the heart.” And tho words were
uttered in a mournful, melting tone that,
spito of himself, thrilled the hoaror’s
whole being.
He regarded the woman with a look ol
amazement.
“In that case,” he managed to ask, at
last, “why did my uncle cause me to lie
dismissed from tho bink?"
“Your undo is a poison who does nol
like to have others set up opinions in op¬
light position take to his the own. hundred Ho told you il was
to dollars his wife
ottered you, and yot you refused. Ho re¬
garded that refusal as » direct insult
offered to himself, as woll as an upar
donable slight to me, and iu Spite of all
1 could say or do, ho insisted upon hav¬
ing yon turned away from flic bunk. ”
Eugene continued to regard her fix
edly.
Then you solemnly declare lo mo that
you did uot persuade my nm-le to liavs
mo turned away from the bank'?’’
“On tho contrary, I urged him, even
with tears iu my eyes, to have yon re¬
tained in the place. More thau that, I
showed him how hind it must be for yon
io live on Ihe monger salary you were re-
3eiving, and begged him lo have yon
sdv. need, so that you might live as yon
had been accustomed to from your
youth.” still incredulous,
Eugene Elliston,” wns
“Mrs. he said, “so far as 1
know, besides yourself, I have not an en¬
emy ou earth you remember, yo i told me
you we e my enemy, nnd that, sooner oi
inter, you would make me feel the weight
of your wrnth. Now, then, can vou tell
mo how it is that all my movements were
watched up to the hour of my marr age,
and how, before I hud been married an
hour, 1 was decoyed from the side of my
bride, and how she soon nf orwnrd was
roused to jealousy and induced to flee
from the man who loved her with alt his
heart?"
“I know nothing of all this," said Cora,
sadly. tinued, “Indeed, Mr. Cleveland," she con¬
fixing on him her wonderful eyes,
“since the interview to which you ones
referred, I hnve been ill—a part of ths
limn v<Arv iJJ n
“Can it be possible, madam," ho said,
drawing yet a step nearer, “that I have
wronged'you- that I have accused you
anjustly?” “If really believed capable of
j oil me
what you have charged me with, you have
indeed wronged mo most grievously,” an¬
swered the lady, in the same sad tone,
and with downcast eves.
"Then will you -can you forgive me?”
exclaimed the young man, carried away
by a Willingly—freely," sudden impulse. cried start¬
“ Cora,
ing from her chair. And with an hyster¬
ical sob she threw herself into his arms.
At that moment the door connecting
with Mr. Elliston’s private face, apartment
no Belessly opened, and a as ii
might have been the face of a fiend,
looked out upon the couple, united, to al!
appearances, in n passionate and loving
unbrace.
CHATTER X,
KUOENE llECEIVEB A VISITOR.
Eugene Cleveland left his uncle's house
in a strange state of inind. His head
was dizzy—confused, as though he were
drunk with wine.
He had premised lo spend theovening
with the Fieldings. They had consider¬
ately urged him ho, to all do by so, himself, knowing how
lonely he would in his
iwn doso'ato home.
But ho forgot his promise. friends Ho no
'onger remembered the dear of
Forty-seventh street. his
He went directly to own apart¬
ments, let himself in, threw himself into
in easy chair, and thought not of her
whom he had lost—not of the sad cere¬
monies that had been performed in tbe
little New England villaje that day, but
of her whom he had just left, the siren of
the Fifth avenue mansion—her whom his
ancle called wife!
Ho absorbed was he that he forgot the
flight of time, and when the little clock
on the mantel-shelf struck the hour of
midnight, he Rwoke, as it were, with a
start, and with a guilty feeling at his
heart, slowly prepared to retire.
At length his preparations were made, !
and extinguishirg the light, be got into
bed; but alas, not to sleep.
In spite of him, all that had occurred
from the time Ray Fielding had confessed
io him the loss of the hundred dollars,
down to that very hour, passed in review
before him. like an endless panorama; foi
no sooner was the last act in his uncle’s
library passed, than the first scene with
Ray sprang up again. be
And now, gradually, Elliston—he he once more
gaa to don bt Cora once more ■
began to look upon her as the author of
*!! Li- misery—as the murderer of bis
pure and innocent bride, and tbeD, as be
remembered how he had held her, clasped
in his arms, as again he felt her hot kisses
cd his cheek—his eje», his lips, he shod,
■Jered, apd, shuddering, slept.
[TO BK tOMINUSP.J
REV. IIR. TALMAGE.
THE BROOKLYN DIVINE’S SUN¬
DAY' SEItMON.
Subject: “Tho Bare Arm of God.”
Text ; “The Lord hath made hare Jlis hot'/
arm."— -Isaiah lit.. 10.
It almost takes our breath away to read
some of the Bible imagery. There is such
boldness of metaphor in my text that I have
been for some time getting my courage up to
preach from it. Isaiah, tiio evangelistic
prophet, planet is sounding the jubilate of our
redeemed nnd cries out, “Tho Lord
hath made bare His holy arm.” What over
whelming suggestiveness in that figure or
speech, “Tho bare arm of God I” The peo¬
ple ot apparel, Palestine and to when this day they wear much hinder¬
ing want to run a
special race, or lift a special burden, or fight
a special battle, they put off the outside
apparel, as in our land when a man proposes
rolls a special up exertion his sleeves. ho puts Walk off through Ids coat nnd
our
foundries, our machine shops, our mines,
our factories, and you fill find that most of
the toilers have their coats off nnd their
sleeves rolled up.
Isaiah saw that there must be a tremen¬
dous amount of work done before this world
becomes whnt it ought to lie, and ho fore¬
sees it alt accomplished, and accomplished
bv tho Almighty, not as wo ordinarily think
of Him, but by the Almighty with the sleeve
of His robe rolled back to llis shoulder,
“The Lord hath made bare Ills holy arm.”
Ilian Nothing mora impresses mo in the Biblo
tho ease with which God does most
things. There is such a reserve of power.
He lias more thunderbolts than Ho has ever
flung, uted, more blue light than Ho has ever distrib¬
more than with which He has
overarched the sky, more green than that
with which He has omernlded tho grass,
more crimson than that with which Ho has
burnished the sunsets. Isay it with rever¬
ence, from all I can see, God has never half
tried.
You know as well as I do that many of tho
most elaborate nnd expensive industries or
our world hnve been employed in creating
nrtiileial light. Half or the time the world
Is dark. The moon aud the stars have their
glorious usos, but as Instruments of illumi¬
nation they are failures. They will not
allow you to read a hook or stop the ruffian¬
ism of your great cities. Had not the dark
ness been persistently fought hack by artifi¬
cial means, the most of the world’s enter¬
prises would have halted half the lime, while
the crime of our great municipalities would
for half tha time run rampant nnd unre
bilked ; hence all (he inventions for creating
artificial light, from the flint struck against
steel in centuries past to tho dynamo of our
electrical manufactories. Whnt uncounted
numbers chandeliers of people at work tho year round in
making and lamps and fixtures
and wires and batteries wlcro light shall bn
made, or along which light shall run, or
where light shall poise! How many bare
arms of human toil—and some of those bare
arms are very tired - in tho creation of light
nnd its apparatus, and after all tho work the
greater part of the continents and hemis¬
pheres at night have no light at all, except
perhaps the fireflies flashing their sniali lan¬
terns across the swamp.
But see how easy God made Ihe light. Ho
did not make bare His arm ; Ho'did uot even
put forth His robed arm ; He did not lift so
much ns n linger. Tho flint out of which He
struck (he noonday sun was the word,
“Light.” “Let there be light t” Adam did
not see tho sun uutll the four’ll day, for,
though the sun was created on tho first day,
it took its rays from the (lrst to the fourth
day to work through tho dense mass of fluids
by which this earth was compassed. Did you
ever hear of anything so easy as that? So
Unique? Out of a word came tho blazing
sun, the father of flowers, nnd warmth and
light I Out of a word building a fire-place
for nil the Nat ions ot tho earth to warm them¬
selves them by! Yea, seven other worlds, live of
Inconceivably largorthan our own, and
seventy-nine ! asteroids, or worlds on a
smaller scale The warmth and light for
this great brotherhood, great sisterhood,
great family of worlds, eighty-seven larger
or smaller worlds, all from that one magnifi¬
cent Light. fireplace, made out of the one word—
Tho sun 88(1,000 miles in diameter. I
do not know how much grander a solar sys¬
tem God could have created if He had put
forth His robed arm, to say nothing of an
arm inado bare ! But this I know, that our
noonday sun was a spark struck “Light.” from the
auvil of one word, and that word
“But," says some one, “do you not think
that in making tho machinery of the uni¬
verse, of which our solar system is com¬
paratively a small wheel working Into might¬
ier wheels, it must have cost God some ex¬
ertion? The upheaval of an arm either
robed or an arm made bare?” No ; we are
distinctly told otherwise. The machinery of
a universe God mndosimply with His fingers.
“Wben David, inspired consider in a night heavens, song, the says work so- of
I Thy
Thy fingers.”
A Scottish clergyman told me a few weeks
ago of dyspeptic Thomas Carlyle walking
out with a friend one starry night, and as
the friend looked up and said, “What u
splendid sky!” Mr. Gurlyle replied as he
glanced upward, “Sad sight, sad sight!"
Not so thought David as he read tho great
Scripture of the night hoavens. It was a
sweep of embroidery, of vast tapestry, God
manipulated. That is the allusion of the
psalmist to the woven hangings of tapestry
us they were known long before David's
time. Ear back iu the ages whnt enchant¬
ment of thread and color, the Florentine
volvets of silk nnd gold and Persian carpels
woven of goats’hair! It you have been in
the Gobelin manufactory of tapestry in Paris
—alas, now no more!— you witnessed won
drous things as you saw the wooden needle
or broach going book and forth nnd In and
out; you were transfixed with admiration at
the patterns wrought. No wonder that Louis
XIV bought it, and It became a possession of
tho throne, and for n Jong while none but
thrones and palaces might have any of its
work! What triumphs of loom! What
victory of skilled fingers ! Ho David says of
tho heavens that God’s fingers wove into
them the light; ttint God’s lingers tapestried
them with stars; that Gods fingers cm
broidered them with worlds.
How much of tbo immensity of the heavens
David understood Ido not know. Astronomy
was born In China 2800 years before Christ
was born. During the reign of Hoang-Tl
astronomers were put to death if they made
wrong calculations about the heavens. Job
understood fbe refraction of (he sun’s rays
and said they were “turned as the day to the
seal.” The pyramids wore astronomical ob
servatories, and they were so long ago built
thnt Isaiah refers to one of them In his nine
teenth chapter and calls it the “pillar at the
border.” Tim first of all the sciences born
was astronomy. Whether from knowledge
already abroad or from dlre-t inspiration, knowledge of it
seems to me David had wide
the heavens. Whether he understood the
full force of what he wrote. I know not. but
the God who inspired him knew, and He
would not let David write anything but truth,
and therefore all the worlds that the tele
scope ever reached or Copernicus or Galilei
or Kepler or Newton or Laplace or Herschel
or our own Mitchell ever saw were so easily
made that they were made with the linger-.
As easily as with your fingers you mold the
uiar’ rc}'* or the clay or the douzh to partio
shapes, so He decided the shape of
our world, and that it should weigh six sex
Hirin'*, TZlTtttr color—the
white to the ruddy to Aidebaran, the
yeiiow to Pollux, the blue to Affair, marry
ing some of the stare, as the 2400 double stars
tss^s^s^sass's^s’ss: preparing what
becomes brighter or dim.
worlds ™ud’worlds 1 Worlds 0 :'* 8,'‘ma^That aboTe worids ^Worlds* be
arithmatlcs are
of no use In the calculation •’ But He counted
them as Be mad* them, aqd He mad* them
VOL XXIII. NO. 7.
with TTis fingers! Reservation of power!
Suppression of omnipotence! Resources as
yet untouched! Almtghtiness yet undemon
strated ! Now, T ask, for the benoflt of all
disheartened Christian workers. If God ac¬
complished so much with His fingers, whnt
can Ho do when He puts out all His strength
and when He unlimbers all the batteries o!
His omnipotence? The Bible speaks again
and lignin of (toil's outstretched arm. but
only once, and that in the text, of the Imre
arm of God.
My toxt makes it plain that the rectifica¬
tion of this world is a stupendous under¬
taking. It takes more power to make this
world over again than it took to make it at
first. A word was only necessary for the
first creation, but for the new creation the
unslceved and unhindered fore arm of the
Almighty! The reason of that I ean under¬
stand. In the shipyards of Liverpool or
Glasgow or New York a great vessel is con¬
structed. The architect draws out the plan,
the length of the beam, the capacity of ton¬
nage, tho rotallon of wheel or screw, the
cabin, tho rnastH and all tho appointments of
I bis great palace of tho deep. Tho architect
finishes bis work without any perplexity,
and tho carpenters and tho artisans toll on
the craft so many hours a day, each one
doing his part, until with flags flying, and
thousands of people huzzaing on ihe docks,
tho vossol is launched. But out on tho sea
that steamer breaks her shaft and Is limping
slowly along toward harbor, when Caribbean
whirlwinds, those mighty hunters of tho
deep, wounded looking out forproy pitch of ships, surround
that vessel and it on a rocky
const, and Rho lifts and falls In tho breakers
until every joint is loose, nnd every spar is
down, nnd over}' wave sweeps over tho
hurricane deck ns she parts midships.
Would it not require more skill and power
to get that splintered it than vessel required ofT the rocks
nnd reconstruct it origin¬
ally lo build Iter? Ayo ! Our world that
God built so beautiful, and which started out
with all the flags of Edenlc foliage and with
the chant centuries of paradisaical pounding bowers, in the skerries has boon of
sixty
sin nnd sorrow, and to get Iter out, nnd to
get her off, and to get hor on tho right way
again will require more of omnipotence her. thau
it required to build her and launch So
I am not surprised that though in the drv
dock of one word our world was made, it
will take the unsleeved arm of God to lift her
from tho rocks and put Iter ou the right
course again. It is evident from my text
and Us comparison with other texts that it
would not bo so great an undertaking to
make a whole constellation of worlds, nnd a
whole galaxy of worlds, and a whole astrono¬
my of worlds, and swing them in their right
orbits ns to lake this wounded world, this
stranded world, this bankrupt world, this
destroyed world, aud ronko it as good as
when it started.
Now, just look at the enthroned difficulties
in the way, tho removal of which, the over¬
throw of which, seem to require tho bare
right arm of omnipotence. There stands
heathenism, with its 8(10,000,000 call them victims. Brahmans I
do not care whether you
or Buddhists, Confuolans or fetich Idolaters.
At tho World’s Fair in Chicago last summer
thoso monstrosities of religion tried to make
themselves respectable, but tho long hair
anil baggy trousers and trinkoted robes of
their representatives cannot hide from tho
world file fact that those religions are tho
authors of funeral pyre, and juggernaut
crushing, and Ganges infanticide, aud Ob(J
nose shoo torture, and the aggregated mas¬
sacres of many centuries. They have their
heels on India, on China, ou Persia, ou
Borneo, on three-fourths of tint acreage of
our poor old world.
J know that the missionaries, who are tlm
most sacrificing and Christlike men and
women on earth, are making steady nnd
glorious inroads upon these built up abomi¬
nations of the centuries. All this stuff that
you soe in some of tho newspapers about the
missionaries us living in luxury aud idleness
Is promulgated by corrupt American or Eng¬
lish or Hcotch merchants, whoso loose be¬
havior In heal lien cities has boen rebuked by
tbo missionaries, and these corrupt mer¬
chants write home or tell innocent and un¬
suspecting visitors in India or China or the
darkened islands of file sea these falsehoods
about our consecrated mlsslonaires. who,
turning their backs on home and civilization
and emolument and comfort, spend their
lives in trying to introduce Ihe mercy of
the (gospel among the downtrodden of
heathenism. Home of those mer¬
chants leave their families in America
or England or Heotland and stay for a few
years in the ports of heafheniem while they
are making their fortunes in the tea or rice
or opium trade, aud while they are thus
absent from home give themselves to orgies
of dissoluteness such ns no pen or tongue
could, without the abolition of all decency,
attempt to report. The presence of tho mis¬
sionaries. with their pure nnd noble house¬
holds, in thoso heathen ports is a constant
rebuke to such debauchees and miscreants.
If satan should visit heaven, from which ho
was once roughly but justly expatriated, realms
and he would write home to the pan
demoniac, his correspondence published in
Diaholos Gazette or Apollyonic News, about
what he had seen, lie would report the
temple of God nnd tho Lamb ns a broken
down church, and the bouse of many
mansions as a disreputable place, and
the chertibim suspicious of mor
h)s. Hill never did like holiness, and you
had better not depend upon Satanic report ot
Hie sublime and multlpotent lands. work notwith¬ of our
missionaries In foreign But
standing all that these men and women of
God have achieved, they feel ami we all feel
Hint If the idolatrous lands are to he Chris¬
tianized there needs to be ii power from tho
heavens that lias not yot condescended, aud
we feel like cryiugout iutho wordsof Charles
Wesley :
Arm ot tlw Lord, awake, awake!
Tut on Thy strength, the Nation* nhake!
only tho Lord .. s arm t .. hat . is .
Aye, it Is not
needed, the holy arm, the outsl rot died urm,
but the bare arm 1
There, too, stands Mohammedanism, with
its 176,000,000 victims. Its Bible Is the Koran, a
book not quite as large as our New Jestn
ment, wbicli was revealed to Mohammed
when in epileptic fits and resuscitated from
these fits lie dictated It to scribes. i “ 18
read to-day by more people than any other
book ever written. Mohammed, the founder
of that religion, a polygamist, of hiR with religion superuu
Ity of wives, the first step on
tho body, mind and soul of woman, and no
wonder that tbo heaven of the Koran m an
everlasting Modem, an infinite seraglio,
about which Mohammed promises that each
follower shall have m that the place wives seventy-two he had
wives, in addition to a I on
earth, but that no oil woman shall ever
enter heaven. W hen a bishop of England
recently Mohammedans proposed that the to nesi let way tnom of
saving was
keep their religion, but engraft upou
| it some new principles ecclesiastical ” on V Ghris- joke,
tianity. ho perpetrated an laugh who hae ever
i at which no man can domestic wretchedness
seen the tyranny and
which always appear where that reBgfon
gets foothold. It lias marched a - ro88
, to set Its ffithy
nents and now proposes up
and accursed banuer in Ameriea, and wha.
it has done for Turkey it wouM like to do
for our Nation. A rehglon that brutaUy
treats womanhoodoughtneverto be fostered
in our country. But there never to ia re
ligion so absurd or wicked that t did;not get
disciples, and there are *Li„hin
America to make » *“rge dis of
Mohammedanism. This corrupt religion r Mi men has has
been making notwithstanding steady progress all , the splenata Undid
y*»a». and ^' ]
work done by the an
and the Blisses. and the \ an Dy*w,a:artne
ThomXs«d^ world
men of whom the was n<
there it stands, the giant of s.n, Mohamm
danism, with one ! [ °° l °“
suttusns urJssASSt Christ
penduous blasphemy: “God is grt^t and
Snd women of God m the mission fields wh*w. toll
until the Lord tura^from
are all hoping for is tpm asupen ia
, the heavens, as yet unseen, something
stretched down out of the skies, iomething
like an arm uncovered, the bare arm of the
God of Nations!
There stands also tho arch demon of alco¬
holism. Its throne is white and made of
bleaohed human skulls. On one side of that
throne of skulls kneels in obeisance and
worship democracy, and on the other side
republicanism, nnd the one that kisses the
eanoerous nnd gangrened foot of this despot
the oftenest gets the most benedictions.
There is a Hudson Itiver. au Ohio, a Missis¬
sippi of strong drink rolling through this
Nation, but as the rivers from which I take
my llguro of speech empty into tho Atlantic
or the Gulf this mightier flood of sickness
nnd insanity nnd domestic ruin and crime
nnd bankruptcy and woe empties into the
henrts, ami tho homes, and the churches,
nnd tho time, nnd the eternity of a multitude
beyond 'all statistics to number or describe.
All Nations are mauled and scarified with
baleful stimulus, or killing narcotic. The
pulque of Mexico, (he cashew of Brazil, the
hasheesh of Persia, tho opium of China, the
guavo of Honduras, tho wedro * of
Russia, the soma of India, the aguardiente
of Morocco, tho nrak of Arabia, the mastic
of Hyrla, tho rakl of Turkey, the beer of Ger¬
many, tho whisky of Hoot land, the ale of
England, tho all drinks of America, are do¬
ing their best to stupefy, inflame, dement,
impoverish, brutalize and slay the human
race. Human power, unless re-enforced
from the hoavens, can never extirpate (he
evils I mention. Much good has been ac¬
complished by the heroism and fidelity of
Christian reformers, but tho fact remains
that thoro are more splendid men and mag¬
nificent women tills moment going over the
Niagara abysm of inebriety than at any time
since file first grape was turned into wine
and tho first hoad of rye bognn to soak in a
brewery. When people touch tills subject,
they are apt to give statistics as to hew many
millions are in drunkards’ graves, or with
quick trcBd marching on toward them. The
land is full of talk of high tariff and low
tariff, but whnt about tho highest of nit tariffs
in this country, tho tariff United of $000,000,000
which rum put upon the You Htatcs jn
1801, for that is what it cost us? do not
tremble or turn pale when I say that. The
fact is wo have become hardened by stn
tistioe, and they make little impression.
But if some oue could gather into one
mighty luke all tho tears that have boen
wrung out of orphanage and widowhood, or
Into one organ diapason all the groans that
linvo been uttered by tho suffering victims
of this holocaust, or Into one whirlwind all
tho sighs of centuries of dissipation, or from
the wicket of one Immense prison ha ve look
upon us the glaring eyes of all those whom
strong drink has ondungeonod, desolation. we might
perhaps realize the appalling forever blast
But, no, no, the sight would
our vision ; the sound would forever stun
our souls. Oo on with your lempc-runeo
literature; goon with your tempernuce plat¬
forms; go on with your temperance laws.
But we are all hoping for something from
abovo, and while the bare arm of suffering,
and the Imre arm nT invalidism, nnd the hare
arm of poverty, and tbo bare arm of domes¬
tic desolation, from which rum hath torn the
sleeve, are lifted up ill beggary and suppli¬
cation and despair, lot tho bare arm ot God
strike the breweries, and tho liquor stores,
and tho corrupt politics, aud Ihe license
laws, and the whole inferno of grogshops accursed all
around the world. Down, thou
bottle, from the throne ! Into tho dust, thou
king of the demijohn ! l’archud bo thy lips,
thou wine cup, with tires that shall never bo
quenched! But I have time to specify tho manifold i
no
evili that challenge Christianity, Ami I
think I have seen in some Christians, and
read in some newspapers, and heard from
some pulpits a dishearten mont, as though
Christianity wore so worsted that it is hardly
worth while to attempt, to win I his world for
God, and that all Christian work would col¬
lapse, and that it Is no use for you to teach a
Halibuth class, or distribute tracts, or exhort
in prayer meetings, or preach in a pulpit, that ns
satan Is gaining ground. To rebuke
pessimism, the gospel of smashup, l preach the
this sermon, showing that you uro ! on What
wluniug side. Go ahead ! Fight on
I want to make out to-day is that our ammu¬
nition is not exhausted ; that all which lias
been accomplished has been only thoskirm
Ishlng before tbo great Armageddon ; that
n»t more than one of the thousand fountains
of beauty in tho King’s park has begun to
play Innumerable ; that not more than one brigade •it tho
hosts to bo marshaled by the
rider on the white horse has yet taken the
field ; that what God has done yet has b»nn
with arm folded In flawing robe, but that
fhetimo is coming when lie will rise from
His throne, and throw off that robe, nnd
come out of the palaces of eternity, and come
down the Btairs of heaven with all conquer¬
ing stop, and halt In the presence of expec¬
tant Nations, and flashing His omniscient
eyes across the work to be done wid put
hack the sleeve of His right orm to the shoul¬
der and roll it up there, and for the world's
final and complete rescue make bare His
arm. Who can doubt the result when ac¬
cording to my text Jehovah does His
best when the last reserve force of omnipo¬
tence takes the field; when the last sword
„t eternal might leaps from Its scab
bard? linrd? Do von you know know what decided
the battle or Hedan? Tho hills a thousand
feet feet high high. Eleven hundred cannons on the
hills. Artillery on the heights of the Givonne, heights
and twelve German batteries on
or Ln Moncello. The Crown Prince of Hax
ony watehed tho scene from the heights of
Malry. Between a quarter to G o’clock in
the morning and 1 o’clock in tho afternoon
of Heptomber 2, 1870, the hills dropped host the tho
shells that shattered the French iu
valley. The French Emperor and the 86,000
of his army captured by the hills. Ho in this
conflict now raging between holiness and
gin “our eyes ore unto the hills.
Down here In tho valleys ot earth wo must
he valiant soldiers of the cross, but the Com¬
mander of our host walks the heights and
views the scene far better than we can in tlm
valleys, and at the right day and tho right
hour all heaven will open its batteries on our
side aud the Commander of the hosts ot un¬
righteousness with all his followers will sur¬
render. and it will take eternity to fully cele¬
brate the universal victory through our Lord
Jesus < IhrLst. "Our eyes are unto the hills. ’
It Is so eertalntobe downthroughthe accomplished that field Isaiah glass
In my text looks already
of prophecy and speaks of It ns ac¬
complished. and I take my stand where the
prophet took his stand aud look at it as all
done. “Halleluiah, ’tis done.” Keo! Those
cities without a tear! Look ! Those con¬
tinents without a pang. Behold Those
hemispheres without h sin Why, those
deserts, Abrabian desert, American des¬
ort, and Croat Sahara desert, are all
irrigated into gardens where God walks in
the cool of the day. The atmosphere that
encircles our globo floating not one dimpled groan,
All the rivers and takes and oceans
with not oue falling tear. The climates ot
the earth have dropped out of them the
rigors of the cold and the blasts of the hep.t,
and it is universal spring! Let us change
the old world’s name. Let it no more oe
called the earth, as when it was reoking with
everything pestiferous gold malevolent, - ■nr
leted with battlefields aud gashed with
graves, but now so changed, so aromatic
with gardens, and so resonant with song,
and so rubescent with beauty, let us call n
Immanuel's Land or Beulah or mfli-nnial
gardens or paradise regained or heaven good,
And to God. the only wise, the only
the only great, be glory forever. Amen.
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