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®he itloEtgcmwj] Monitor.
D. 0. SUTTON, Editor and Prop'r.
DR, TALMAGE’S SERMON. ,
AN ISLAND VISION
Hr. Till mage preached before an overflow
ing audience at tho Thousand Islands, the
I eo; 1; flocking from all tho surrounding
country. Fully 7,0 DO persons were present,
an 1 • Eternal w ith rapt'attention to the rever
end gentleman.
Tu p\s; “I, John, was in tho islo that is
ca i d Latinos.—.l lev. i., '“And the twelve
gat• -.» were twelve pearls.”—Rev. x xi., 21,
” ; ai h.dh linti us among the Thousand
Inlau Is ot tho St. Lawrence,” began tho
pieacher. ‘'Amid tho enchantment of the
K-ciuny some of us are like i’aul when he
sad .'Whether in the body or outof the body
1 cannot toll.' Not hat iug read the geologist s
account of h>w this legion was formed, I
may surmise that after the St. Lawrence be
gan its majestic roll these Is lauds were
dropped into it out of the heavenly lnud
sup -. Jsl uls above us, islands below us,
is tmil-, al around its. lain reminded how j
run h tho islands of the wo. id have had to do ■
with suciel and pofane history. Elba,
from which Napohon started for Ids
Jast struggle; and Ist. Helena, where
ho ended it: island of Guernsey,
wlu-io tl o great souluf ntor Hugo chafed
iaesit-until lepublicauism in Franco drove
ia k" do;;; otism; Islo of Romeo, where
A-lohirmu dud on stood, a flaming evangel;
the id and of Oaprora. where Garibaldi
le ted aftel'th - emancipation of Italy; island
of < yi ro3 . whore B irnabas preached;island
ot lie iut. on which Paul was shipwrecked,
iiini, last of al), but mightier than all and
m ro impressive than all, the' island of
Patinos, of which my text speaks, and from
which St. Juliu, the exiled Ephesian Gospel
i nr, siw the txycive j earliqe gates. If God
will help us we can, from these Thousand
Isles 0.-i ill's Sabi ath morning, see the same I
glittering porta's.
“< )wr subject speaks of a great metropolis,
the cxis eace of which many have doubted.
There has been a vast emigration into that
city, but no emigration front it, so far as our
n: tu al \ ision can des.ry. 'There is no such
city.’ says the uudovout astronomer. ‘I havo
stood in high towers with a mighty telescope
and have swept the heavens, and I havo
seen spols on tho sun and caverns in tho
nioou, but no towers havo ever risen on
my vision, no palaces, no temples, no
shining streets, no massive wall. Them
is no such city.’ Eveu very go id people
101 l me that Heaven is not a material organ
ism, but a graud spiritual fact, and that
tho Li >!o descriptions of it are in all eases to
’ he taken figuratively. I bring in rer.ly to this
what Christ said, und He ought to know. ‘I
go to prepare,’ not a theory, not a principle,
not a sentiment, but ‘1 go to prepare a placo
tor yi ud The resurrected body implies this.
If my ;oot is to be reformed from tho dust it
must l ave something to tread on. If my
band is to bo reconstructed it must have
something to handle. If my eye, haviug gone
cot in death, is to bo rekindled. I must havo
something to gaze on. Your adverse
theory seems to imply that the resurrected
body is to bo hung on nothing, or to work in
air, or to float amid the intangibles. You
may say: If there bo material organisms, .
1 hen a soul in heaven will be cramped and
hindered iu its enjoyments; but 1 answer:
Did not Adam aud Eve have plenty of room
in the garden of Eden? Although only a
few miles would have described tho circum
ference of that place, they had ample room.
And do you not suppose that Uod iu the :m*
men ities can build a pla e largo enough to
give the whole race room, even though Chore
bo material organisms?
‘‘As a conquering army, marching on to
take a city, comes at nightfall to the crest of
a mountain from which iu the midst of the
landscape they see the castles they are to
capture, and rein in- tlieir war chargers and
halt and take a goo<l look before they pitch
their touts for tho night; so now, coining as
Wo do on this mountain top of prospect, I
command ihis regiment of* God to rein in
their thoughts and halt,and before they pitch
tlieir tents for tho night lake one good, long
look at tho gab sos the great city. 1 want
you to examine the architecture of those
gates. Proprietors of large estates are very
apt to have a-.i ornamented gateway, fiome
tiines they spring an arch of masonry; tho
posts of the gate flanked with lions in
statuary; the bronze gate a representation of
intertwining foliage, bird-haunted, until the
hand of architectural genius dropsexhau-t il,
all its life frozen into the stone. Babylon
bad a hundred gates, so had Thebes. Gates
of wood and iron und stone guarded nearly
all tlr- old cities. Moslems have inscribed
upon their gateways inscriptions from tho
Koran. There have been a great many fine
gateways, butChristsethishand to the work,
and for the upper city swung a gate such as
no eyes ever gazed on untouched of inspira
tion. With tho nuil of his own crovs ho cut
into its wonderful traceries stories of pad, suf
fering ai;d of gladness to come. There is
no wood or stone or bronze in that gat-*, but
from top to base aud from side to side it i
is all of )ie:u'l. Mot one piece pieke 1 up !
from Ceylon banks and another piece from |
the Persian Gulf and another from the islaud
of Margarettc; but one solid pta l picked up
from the Leach of everlasting light by heav
enly h v d", and hoisted and sn img amid tho
shouting of angels. The glories of a'abaster
vase and porphyry pillar lade out before this
gateway. It puts out the spark of feldspar
and Bone idun diamond. You know how one I
little precious stone on your Anger will flash. I
under the gaslight. But. oh, the brightness
when the great gate of heaven swings, struck j
th. nugh and dripping wi:h the light of etcc- I
t at noonday.
“Jul.us GVsar paid 12.5,000 crowns for on-; |
"' 1 The goverumc-'t of Portugal boaclo 1
or davl ig apan la -."- • than ao a . . n-o.
patra and* ihilip .1. it.uzl-d tho world’s j
vision wiili preeiou. st Hies But gather all .
the eto e'li -ran I lif; til -in ando Id to them -
all the wealth of the peirl lili<ui--s and it
the n in the panel of one do r and it d >cs u >t
e (ual this magnifi'-enf gateway. An Al j
mighty hand hew 1 this, strong this, polish d
this. Agains.ths gateway on the one -i la i
dash all the splendir; of earthly b-aiity. j
A-gninst this gate on tho other sdo b .-.it !
the s ii'ges ot eternal gl irv. (Jli. the ;
gate: the gate! It str.kes an infinite < h-tnn ■
through e-.cry one that passes it. On - step !
this side of tint gate and wo arc jaspers.
One st p the other side of that gate ael we |
are kings. Tho pilgrim of mrt'i, gong
thn ugh, sees iu th - one lingo pearl all his
earthly tears in crystal. < i gat i of light,
gate of pearl, gate of Heaven, for our weary
souls at last swing open.
When sltall these eyes thy heaven-built walls
And penrlv gates behold.
Thy bulwarks with salvation strong •
An 1 streets of shining goid?
“I want you t > count tho number of those j
gates.' Imjurial parks an 1 lordly manors are •
apttohiva one expensive gateway and tne
oti.-e >a: e ordinary; but look arouu iat these
entrance; t> heaven and count them. One,
two, three, four. live, six, seven, eight, nine, :
ten, e'.e.en. twelve. Hear it ail the earth an 1
all the heavend Twelve gate-! I admit this !
is r.itbrr bard on slaarp e--arianisms. If a .
P.-esbyt rim is big-n-d he brings hisWest
mins e-A sembly ! ath chism and he maxes
a gitiewiy out of that, and he say- to
th • world: “You go h'ough there or stay
on'." If a Meth -list minister is bigoted he
plants t-vo posts and says: ‘Mow you must
i
5 crowd in Between tnose two posts or s'jv
out.’ Or perhspjau Epis ojalian may ay:
t 'Here is liturgy out of Which I mean tjma .o
a gate; go through it or stty out.’ Ur a II ijw
i tistmav say: ‘Hore is a water gale: you go
' through that or you must stay out .’ And s >
in ail our churches and denominations thorn
nre men who make oue gate for the iisrl \e j
and then demand that Hie whole world go
through it. I abhor tills flontractediios- in
religious views. Oh. suiall-so.iW non. w la- i
did God give you the contract for making
gates? I tell you plainly I will not go
in I hat gate. I will go iu at any one of the
twelve gates I choose. Herd is a man wh i
says: 'lean more easily and more cl vsely
approach God through a prayer-book. Isa :
‘M v bivithcr, then use the prnver bo.-k.’
Here is a man who savs: ‘1 b -lievo tli -re is
only oue mode of baptism, ftuit that is im
mersion.’ Thenlsav: ‘L-1 nu plungri you.'
Anyhow I say: Away with the gate if
rougli iiauel and rotten (Hist- and rust -d latch
when there are twelve gates and they ure
twelve pearls.
“A great many of the churrho-ein this day
avo being doctrinel to death. They hive
been trying to And out all about Gail's de
crees, and they want to know who a' e elected
to be saved ami who ore reprobated to b *
damned, and ill -y are keeping oil di, u *in ;
that subject when there are millions of souls
who need to have the truth nut straight at
them. They sit counting the iiu nbor of
teeth in tho jawbone with which Sanson
slew the I’hili t nes. They sit on the beach
and see a vessel going to pieces iu the
ofling, aud instead of getting into a boat
and pulling for tho wreck they sit dis mssing
the diilereut styles of oarlocks. God in
tended us to know some things aud intended
us not to know others. 1 have heard scores
of sermons explanatory of God’s decrees but
came away more perplexed then 1 went. The
only result of such dis -ussion is a gr. at f • ••
Here are two truth? whi h are to conquer
the world: man, a sinner; Christ, a savior.
Any man who adopts those two tlieoiieiiu
his religious belief shall havo my right Inn l
in warm grip of Christian brotherhood. A
man comes down to a river in line of
freshet. Ho wants to get across. He lias to
swim. What does Uj do? The first Hingis
; to put off his heavy apparel and drop every-
I thing he has in hands. lie must go
empty-handed if lie is going lo the
other bank. And I tell you, when
xvo have como down to the liv ,-r of
death aud find it suit and ra ;ing we will
have to put olf all our soctiriauism and lay
ioxvu our cumbersome creel, and e-npty
atiiKlea put out for tbo other shore. ‘Wlint,,’
say you, ‘would you resolve all the Christian
China ii into one kind of church? Would you
make all Christendom worslirn in tbo same
war. by the same forms?’ Oh, no! You
might as well do i lo that all people shall eat
the eigne kind of food without reference to
appetite, or wear the same kind of apparel
without reference to the shape of tlieir body.
Your ancestry, your temp rament, your sur
roundings, will decide whether you go t»>
this or that church aud ado;it this or that
policy.
"Notice thn points of tho compass toward
whi it these gate s look. They are niton mu
side or oil two sides or on three sides, but mi
lo ir sides. This is no fan yof mine, but a
distinct aiiuoua -em -nt. On tho north Hires
tyit n, oil the south threo gates, onto - east
011-00 gates, oa itu .Vest t!i e > IVn..*
Does that mean? Why, it means that an
nationalit'os are includes! and it does not
make any dillereu o fro n what quarter of
the oii'tli a man comes up; if his heart
•is right tha:o is a gate o'oa before
him. iin tho n rth three gates. That means
nic -cy for i,apian 1 and Siberia and Norway
and Sweden. On the south throe gates. That
means pardon for H.'n lostnnnn 1 Algiers and
Ethiopia. Oi tho < as, three gates. That
means salvation for China and Japan an I
Borneo. < n tho west threo gates. That
minus redemption for America. It docs not
make auy dill or,-nee how dsirk-skiunesl or
how pale fa ed men may bo, th y will find a
gato right before thorn. Thcso plucked
ban mas under a tropical sun. Those shot
across Ru-san snows behind reindeers.
From Mexican plateaus, from Roman cam
puna, from Chinese tea-fields, from Holland
dike, from Socteh Highlands, they como,
they como. Heaven is not a monopoly for a
few pre -ion s soul--. It is not a Windsor Cas
tle for royal families. It is not a small tewn
with small population, but John saw it and
ho noticed that an angel was measuring it,
an l he measured it in this way and then ho
measure 1 that, and whichever "'ay he meas
ured it was l,r>u.i miles, so that Babylon and
Thebe-, and Tyro and Nineveh, and St.
Petersburg an I Canton, and Pekin an I
Paris, and London and New York, and all
tho dead i itie.? of tin past and all tho living
cities of the present ad-led together, would
not equal tho census of Hint great metrop
olis.
“While I speak an ever-increasing throng
is passing through the gates. They are going
mi from Seuegainbia, from Patagonia, from
Madras, from Hong Ixoiig. ‘What!’ you say,
‘do you introduce all the heathen into glory?’
d tell you, the fa t is that the majority of tho
people in those eliun-s die in infancy and tho
infants all go straight into eternal life, and
so the vast majority of those who die iu
China and India the vast majority of those
who die in Africa, go straight into the
skies—they die in infancy. One liun
• sired and sixty generations havo
I been born since the world was
I created, an iso 1 estimate that there must be
15,u00,0j0,00-'D children in glory. If at a con
cert 2,000 children sin g, your soul is raptured
within you. Oh, the transport when l i.n-Kt,-
0)11,0)0 little ones stan l up in white before
tho throne of Go 1, their chanting drawing
out all the s'upendoui harmonies of Dussel
dorf and ls-ip-i ; aud Boston! Pour in
j through th > twelve gates, <) yo roJeeinel,
banner-lifted, rank after rank, saved
battalion after saved batalion, uniil all
the city of God shall hear the tramp,
tramp! Crowd all tho twelve gates,
i Room yet. lioom on tho thrones,
| room in the mansions, room on the river
bank. Let the trunqiet of invitation lie
sounded until all earth’s mountains hear the
: shrill blast and the glens echo it. Lot mis
sionaries tell it is pagoda, and colporteurs
sound it aero s the Western prairies. Kliout
it to the Laplander on his swift sled, halloo
it to the Bedouin careering across the de-ert.
News! news! a glorious heaven anil twelve
gates to get into it! Hear it, O you thhi
, blooded nations of eternal winter!—on the
north three gates. Hear it, >) you bronzed
inhabitants panting under equatorial heats—
on the south three gates.
“And heaven being made up, of course tho
gates will be shut. Austria in and tin first
fate shut; Russia in and the so ond gate shut;
ta 1 y in and the third gate shut; Egypt in and
the fourth gate shut; Hpain in and the fifth
gate shut: France in and the sixth gate shut;
England in and the seventh gate shut: Nor
way in and the eighth gate : hut: H.vit eriaud
in anl the ninth gate shut: H.ndostan in
an 1 the te.-*h gate shut; Siberia in anl tin
eleventh gate shut. All the gates ate clo ed
but one. Now let America go in. xvit-h all
the islands of the sea and all the other na
tions that have called on God. The captives
all freed; the harvests all gathered; the na
tions a 1 saved—the flash.ng splendor of this
last pearl hegini to move on its hinges. Let
the mighty angels put their fhouklers to tho
gate and heave it to with silvery clang. ’Tia
done! It thunders! The twelfth ga'e shut!
“I want to shoxv you the gated:re sir.
There is one angel at each one of these gates.
You say that is right. Os course it is. You
know that no earthly palace or < a t e or
fortress would be safe w itho.it a sentry J a:-
ing up arid down by ni bt an 1 by day, a id
if there were no defenses before lien .en an t
MT. VERNON. MONTGOMERY CO.. UA„ THURSDAY, Al GUST 5, 1886.
♦! a d.vrs set wide o|x>n with no one t> guard i
thorn, al tit-- vici >us of earth would go up 1
after awhile aud all the abandoned ot hell
would go t-p after awhile, aid heaven ;
Instead of bem j a wort i of light and joy j
aud peace and blessedness would is* a |
world of darkne-s a d horror. H>l nm glad
to te 1 you that while tlmse tw- lvogntes stand
open ta let a great multitude iu there are
twelve angels to keep some people out. |
Rubeipienv cannot go through there, nor |
Nero, nor ativ of the debum-lietl of earth wild j
nave not rojiented of their wickedness. If
one of these nefarious men who despised God
should como to the gate, ono of the keepers
would put his hand on his shoulder mid push
him into outer darkness. There is no place |
iu that land for thieves aud liars, and de
frauders, and all those who disgraced their
race and fought against their God. If a
miser should got in there ho would pull up
tin golden pavement. If a house burner i
ill mid get in there lie would set lire to tho ,
man i-hi. If rt libertine should get in there,
ho would w hisper hie abominations standing
on tho white coral of the sea-beach. Only
tlios- who are blood-washed and prayer
lipp cl will get through. O my brother, if
you should ut last come lip to one of the
gates and try to get through, and you had
not a pass written by the crushed band of
the Son of God, the gate-keeper would, xxitli
one glance, wither you forever.
• There w ill be a password at tlie gate of |
heaven. Do you know wlint that password
is? Here comes a crowd of souls up to the
i gate and they say: ‘Let mo iu; let mo in. 1 |
was very useful on earth. I endowed col
leges, 1 built < hurehes and was famous for !
mv charities and, having done so many
tV< ii U-rlul things for the world, now I como
up ta get my reward. -V voice from
W.thin says; *1 never know you.’ An- ,
other great crowd conies up and
they try to get through. They say: 'Wo
were highly honorable on earth and theearth
boavo 1 very lowly before us. We wore hon
ored on earth, and now we come to get our
honors in li -aveii.’ And a voice from with
in says: ‘1 never knew you.’ Another
crowd advances aud .-ays; ‘We were very
moral |Kiople on earth—very moral indeed, ;
and wo come up to get appropriate recogni
tion.’ A voice answers: ‘1 never know you.’
“After a while i see another throng ap
proach the goto add one seems to be s|K>kes- ,
man for all tho rest, although their voices ,
over and nnon cry amen! anion! This ono l
stands at the gate aud says: ‘l-et me in. I J
was a wanderer from God. 1 deserve to die. i
1 have come up to this place not because I do- |
serve it, but boeatiso 1 have heard that there
is u saving power in the blood of Jesus.’ Tho j
i gat oket-|ier says: ‘That is the password, Jesus! ;
I Jesus!’ and they pass iu and thoy surround i
the throno and the cry is: ‘Worthy is tho |
j I amli that was slain to receive power aud
i riche; and wisdom and strength aud honor
| and glory and blessing.’ Oh, when heaven |
| is all done and tho troops of God shout:‘The
! castle is taken!’ how grand it will bo if you i
and 1 are am n; them I Bleised are all they
who enter iu through the gates into the city. ”
Cat-Nips.
A man of Tioga County, Pennsylvania,
is raising thirteen foxes on the bottle.
Seldom Wilcox, ot East River, conn.,
saw a fox and her young ones run into a
| hole in the ground. lie lay down close
j to the hole, and after long waiting the
j fox stuck her head out. lie seized her
| by the neck and captured her.
A family moved from Newark to Cam
den N.J.MaylO. Fourteen days later, while
a box was unpacking, the family cat was
| found lying tint upon its side with a quan
j ty of bed clothing piled on toji of it.
| The cat had evidently gone to sleep in
j the box tind had not wakened until after
1 the lid was nailed on. The animal was
thin and tired looking when it came out, ;
hut it soon recovered its spirits.
Some remarkable cats arc entered fur
the cut show in New Haven Ot. There are
:t full dozen or more five or six toed cats.
Striped Beauty, a tiger-cat, weighs four j
teen pounds. Dick, a maltose, follow s i
like a dog. A jet black eat w ith eight
toes on each fore paw weighs twenty
three pounds. Jack, owned by the men
of steamer!!, of the New Haven Kin-
Department, lias one yellow and cue
blue eye.
A cat at Bethlehem, Pa., was chased
up a high tree .by a dog. She remained
on one of the topmost branches for sev
cral days. The neighbors gave her food
by tying ii to a long fishing-pole mid
holding it up to her. Finally a iniiri
climbed the tree to capture the cat. After
| chasing her about the tree for some time
lie procured a saw and sawed off the
| branch on which she had taken refuge.
The cat fell to the ground and then ran
away.
M illing to “Go One Eye On It.’’
In the winter of 1861 the Seventh
Georgia Volunteers lay in camp ut (Jen
terville, Va. The hoys hud learned to
“run tho blockade” with the excellent up
nit-jack so abundant in that neighbor
hood, and the oarnp was kept constantly
well supplied.
One day, General Joseph E. Johnston,
thinking the applejack had taken the
place of water long enough, seized all the
applejack in camp and town, and had it
carted to the river ond tho heads of
the barrels knocked in, preparatory to
pouring the contents into the stream.
The General then, after ordering the bar
rels emptied, thinking to intimidate his
men, drew his sword with the threat,
that he would cutout the first man’s eyes
who attempted to drink a drop of it.
An Irishman at once stepped from the
ranks of the company, and, covering one
eye with his hat, said :
“Bejabers, General! I guess I’ll go
one eye on’t.”
The General was beaten. He walk' d
away without another word.
Os course there was a laugh and hur
rah, aud it may Ik: that some of the hoys
went more than one eye on it while the
General’s order was being executed.
Hank Insanity.
Bagley—“l can’t imagine what has be
come of that $lO bill.”
Do Baggs “Have you lost $10?”
“I don't know. Iliad an awful head
ache yesterday aud can't remember what I
did. I was ”
‘‘Oh, I remember now! Imw you pay
• Ponsonby $lO that you owed him. That’s
where rour money went.”
“There! 1 was sure I was out of mv
head 1” Call.
“SUB DEO FAOIO FOETITEII."
Fortran].
Push on, brave heart, nor yot despair,
Though dark and dreary seem the way,
Thy sun will shine from skies as fair
As ever graced tho coming day.
And ever keep before thine eyes *
The heroes of the mighty past;
l Think how thoy struggled for the prize.
Anti thou shalt surely win at last.
! |Push on, as so mo bravo swimmers do.
Over storm-capped waves of life,
Strike out against the undertow,
And como off victor in tho strife.
Push on, and win a lasting name
Tho nat ions of tho earth among,
Nor stoop to uso ms steps to fame
i Thy follow-mcn who round you throng.
I Push on, and when thou galn’st the day,
Hoinembor those bravo words of mine;
Bear up beneath each darkened ray,
Tliy sun is waiting but t-o shine
With tenfold glory from above.
That hour is darkest next the dawn*
Rueeoss is certain. Do not soar.
But lot the watch ward be Push on.
—Jack (Sardiner in Detroit Free Dress.
THE SQUiKE’S AFPLES.
“Pucli pretty apples!” cried Linnet
Dcssoir, ecstatically. “With red checks,
just us if a fairy pencil had painted them,
and delicious, bloomy streaks hero and
there 11 should like to copy them on a
plaque or a pancßor something, if only
one could lie sure of reproducing those
delicate tints of rosotnnd white!”
“Well, I-dechire 1” said Rose Hebron,
I the country cousin, whom she was visit-
I ing, laughing with a merry, thrusli-liko
j laugh, ns the two girls sat on a moss-
I enameled boulder under tho boughs of
| tho lady-apple-tree, with hero and there
a yellow leaf fluttering dreamly down at
' tlieir feet. “Who would dream of such
i a poetical description,applying to the ap
ples that grow in Squire Sand ford’s or
| chard?”
“Wasn’t it good of him to allow us to
, gather them?” said Linaict, trimming the
I side-leaflets oil a lovely branch of yellow
j golden-rod.
“I shall not believo that they are ab
solutely ours thogprli,” declared Hose,
“until I see them in the old apple-bin at
home.”
“Why not?”
“Oh, Squire Cedric is eccentric!” Rose
answered, carelessly.
“Cedric? Is that his name?”
“Yes. Isn’t it an odd relic of tho
Saxon times?” laughed Hose.
“It’s a very romantic name,” remarked
Linnet, wrinkling her brows in pretty
consideration of the epithet.
“V/c isn’t romantic,” observed Rose.
“Isn’t lie? But why not?”
“He’s so old 1 Thirty, at least 1” Rose
responded, with an emphatic nod of the
! head.
“Horrid ogre!” said Linnet, who was
in her seventeenth year. “Come, Rosey,
let’s go home. I’m as hungry as a canni
| bal! Gathering apples is suck hard work !”
She skipped ahead, with her yellow
tresses floating behind, like stray strands
of sunshine, and her white dress him!ling
over the drifts of perfumed leaves that
carpeted the path.
Rose followed, with affectionate eyes
of admiration.
“What is the difference between mo
and Linnet?” she asked herself. “My
dress is white also; my hair is as golden
as hers. Why is it that she is like a
dancing sprite I, a plodding human be
ing?”
Poor little Rosy! She <1 id not realize
that Linnet Dcssoir had grown up in an
altogether different atmosphere; that Lin
net, had unconsciously modeled her dress
from the graceful robes which her father,
the artist, kept to drape his lay-figures;
that her eye had been trained, her taste
cultured, in every possible point.
“He’s only a poor struggling artist!”
Farmer Hebron had been wont contemp
tously to observe, when he saw ]iis broth
er-in-law’s name among the lists special
ly honored by the Academy of D'-sign.
“He’s a good follow enough,” Eugene
Dcssoir airily remarked, when his agricul
tural connection hupp ned to lie men
tioned. “But he hasn’t an idea be
yond his own fat cattle 1 He don’t live;
he only vegetates!”
Linnet, however, the bright, mother
less young beauty, was a great favorite of
the kind-hearted Hebrons; and when she
had so enthusiastically admired the beau
tiful pink-aad-whitc lady-apples on Squire
Sainlford’s tree, Mr. Hebron bad gone so
far out of his way to ask the squire for a
barrel.
“Just to please the little girl,” said he.
“She (kinks a deal of pretty things.”
“She is quite !welcome,” said Squire
Sandford, with format politeness. “H
you will send a barrel to the tree to-mor
row, Mr. Hebron, it shall be filled for
four niece.”
And when the squire said this he pict
vred in his mind’s eye the aforesaid uioc c
as a romp of eleven or twelve, with
shingled hair, freckles and pretcrnatural
ly long arms.
All night long Linnet Deasoir dreamed
of the lady-apples, and when the sun
rose, a sphere of rubied fire, above tho
eastern hills, she jumped out of bed and
dressed herself with haste.
“I can’t sleep another minute,” said
she. “It’s just the very sort of morning
to walk out across the woods and look at
the lady-apple-tree, with the little spring
gushing out so close to its roots, and tho
blue asters, and thickets of golden-rod,
by the stone fence. I won’t wake Rosy.
Rosy was up late last night, putting la
bels on the quince jelly. I’ll let her
sleep, and go by myself 1”
But Miss Hebron was no more of a lag
gard in the morning than was her city
cousin. At seven precisely she knocked
at Linnet’s door, but the bird had flown.
“How provoking!” said Rose. “But
I’ll follow her. She must have gone to
try to make that sketch of the old mossy
rock close to the lady-apple tree I 1 won
der if she knows that my father has pas
tured Ajax in the adjoining field?”
“Ajax” was a savage, beautiful bull,
who was at once tho pride mid torment
of Farmer Ih-bron, and a thrill of terror
came into Rose’s heart ns she made all
speed to follow the dewy track of Lin
net’s footsteps over the grass.
As she reached the belt of woods close
to the apple-orehard, she paused in dis
may at the sound of a sweet, high pitched
voice.
It’s Linnet!” she involuntarily ex
claimed. “And she’s scolding some
body. Dear me, whom can it be? Sure
ly not Ajax 1”
“You are a thief!” she could hear Lin
net exclaim—“a robbcrl Let that bar
rel of apples alone, I say. I don’t care
whether you are Squire Sandford or not.
That barrel of apples is mine!”
And as Rose drew near, she could see
this dimpled young Amazon resolutely
- defending the barrel of apples, with her
single strength, against Squire Sandford
and his stoutest farm laborer.
She stood there, with one slight hand
on the red-cheeked fruit, which was
brimming over the barrel-hoops, and lie
fore her the tall squire and his herculean
aid-de-camp were helpless.
“If you will allow mo to explain ”
i pacifically began tho squire.
“I will allow nothing!” declared Lin
net. “I repeal, thcso apples are mine I
Touch them, at your peril!”
Thus far the young heroine was a con
queror. But alas I in that very moment
of victory Nemesis was at hand. There
was tho dull sound of trampling hoofs,
then a sullen bellow, and Ajax himself,
bursting through a weak spot in the
i fence, was upon them.
Linnet Dcssoir collapsed, so to speak,
at once. She forgot her heroism, her
; dignity—everything but her danger, and
flew, for rescue, to Squire Sandford,
shrieking:
1 “Save me! save me!”
The farm-hand dogged behind the
wagon; but Squire Sandford never
; quailed, but held her resolutely in his
■ arms.
“Do not lie afraid,” he said, almost as
: if lie had been speaking to a frightened
child. “Nothing shall harm you, little
i one!”
For an instant, filings look very block;
then Squire Sandford spoke gently once
i more.
“Do not hold my arm so tightly,” said
he, “Let me get at my revolver. I must
shoot the brute 1 No, don’t be so terri
fied. Do not you hear mo say that notli
■ ing should harm youV'
And then the problem resolved itself,
as problems often do. Ajax, butting his
, huge head against the barrel of lady-ap
ples, sent them rolling in all directions,
and caught bin horns in the barrel itself,
1 effectually blinding him. He set off at a
wild gallop down the hill, bellowing as
he went, and there he met his fate in the
shape of two or three men with a run
ning noose of rope and a good stout
i chain.
“Hello, pet!” shouted Farmer Heb
ron’s voice. “What’s the matter? Who
hasn’t fainted, has she, squire?”
, And Linnet, realizing that she was safe,
blushingly withdrew from Mr. Sand ford’s
sheltering arms, and ran to her uncle.
“I am ho much obliged to you, sir,”
she whispered. “And please—pleas' -
don’t mind what I said about the
■ You are r/ai/e welcome to the—
' “Hey? Apples I” sta' Mr ’ ,Icbron
“Why, Linnet d^y° u know tbat *
carted the fciirr<:l of a Pl ),c * tl,ilt tho
squire y ou borno liU,t ni B ht -”
Mnnet grew crimson all over, and fled
to Rose's faithful breast for consolation.
I—l shall never dare to look that man
in the face again,” she bewailed herself.
■ “Oh, dear —oh, dear, what mv*t he have
thought of me!”
But of course Mr. Sandford considered
: it only right and proper to call that cve
' ning, and inquire how Miss Dessoir
found herself; and really the meeting
was not half as embarrassing as Linnet
i had fancied it would be.
VOL. I. NO. 22.
They lmd a good laugh about Ajax
and the apples; and Linnet confessed
how dreadfully frightened she had been.
“And with reason,” said Squire Band
ford. “There was a second or two in
which wc were in very serious danger.”
“lint you will forgive me about tho
apples?” said Linnet, with pretty, coax
ing earnestness.
“Oh, yes, I will forgive you about tho
apples I” Sijuiro Sundford laughingly
returned.
And in that moment Linnet thought
what a very pretty color his eyes were,
decided that ho couldn’t possibly bo
thirty years old.
* + + £**♦
“Isn’t it strange," said Hose Hebron,
“that we have lived neighbor to Bipiiru
Sundford all these years, and he has nev
er been more than ordinarily polite to
me? And here comes Linnet, and quar
rels with him at five minutes’ notice, and
calls him all sorts of names, and now
they are engaged to be married, and /
am to be the bridesmaid.”
“Notat all strange!” said Miss Dcaaoir.
“To mo it seems as nice anil natural ns
possible. But you are mistaken about
his ago, Itosy. lie is only twenty--nine.
And if ho were a hundred and twenty
nine, I should love him all the same.”
“Os course,” said Hose; that is what
nil engaged girls say,”— Helen 4<'oreat
Omvet. >
Turkish Public Amusements.
The public amusements of the Turks
consist of meydan - oyixmoo, kara-g'eot, and
the meddah. Meydan-oyoonoo is a sort
of low burlesque, acted by men only and
without a stage, the changing of cos
tumes being ellecteil behind a tompora
ry screen. The kara-g’eoz is the Turk
ish “Punch and Judy,” rendered in
shadows, a white sheet being stretched
across one of the angles of the room di
agonally, forming the base of a triangle,
behind which the performer takes his
stand, and by the force of a strong light
casts the “shadows of coming events” on
the sheet, And tho meddah is the fa
mous story-teller of the East. The ab
sence of works of fiction, and the general
ignorance of the people, who do not
oven know how to read, make tho narra
tives of the meddabs quite acceptable to
tho public, who flock to hear them for
pastime, for the love of the marvellous is
too powerful in the warm and imagina
tive nature of the p 'oplo of that sunny
clime to remain without some develop
ment. Hence their popularity. Then,
again, these meddahs are not destitute of
dramatic power, entrancing their atten
tive audiences by the magnetism of high
ly wrought fiction, exaggerated descrip
tion, and effective mimicry. Indeed,
some of them have acquired a renown for
their specialty. Ki/.-Ahmed, or Lady
Ahmed, is so named on account of his
successful ability in “taking off” the la
dies, and Pidjomin is noted for the “pa
thetic.” They exercise certain coup <l«
theatre ol their own, and are by the ex
cited fancies of the people invested with
a genii like power, as they condense into
a passing hour the scenes of an eventful
life, or detail the enchantments of fairy
doin. In fact, these meddahs occupy
the Oriental lecture field, and on festive
occasions provide a most welcome part of
the entertainment. Their tales, general
ly vulgar, to suit public taste, arc often
not devoid of some good moral, and
their comicalitias hold up some popular
vice to public derision, llarpcr ’« Umar.
doing to Sea in a Flat boat.
Recently the pilot at Eadsport on the
Mississippi river, noticed a singular
looking craft, with two sails and a jib,
making its way down the jetties to sea,
but paid no particular attention to it.
There was a heavy sea on at the time,
and when she ha I got about five miles
out into the gulf the pilot boat Under
writer caught sight of her, and, seeing
that she was in danger, went to her as
sistance.
(tn reaching the strange craft it was
found that her rudder was broken, "j J 0
she was unmanageable— fl^boat(
was an old-fashioned Qn(l a jib The
with two shining out of the gcams,
had no bulkheads or strengthening
braces, or any similar device of marine
architecture. Tho only living things
aboard were one man, his wife, two ehil
dren, and a dog.
These adventurers were all the way
from some interior point in Arkansas, on
their way to Florida, without knowledge
or even chart, chronometer, or other
maritime appliances. There was no
water aboard, and but little provisions.
Tho captain of this nondescript must
have been reading some dime novel, and
thought he could hitch up at
night, get water and provisions, and go
ahead whenever he desired. He had, he
said, been six years building this craft.
The people aboard were r*#cued from
death, and brought to the city.