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D. G. SUT Oft, Editor and Prop'r.
DR. TALMAGE’S SERMON.
SON-CHBECEGOm
irreachett at the Hampton*, I.one Island.)
Text: “Other sheep I have, which are not
of this fold.”—John x., Id,
There is no monopoly in religion. The
Kiao of God is not a little property that we
may fence olf aud have all to ourselves It
is not a king's park, at which wo look
through a barns! gat jway, wishing that we
might go iu and sec the deer and the statu*
ary. and pluck the (lowers and the fruits in
the royal conservatory. No; it is tho la
ther’s orchard and everywhere there are bars
that we may let down and gates we may
swing open.
In my boyhood,next to the country school
house, there was an orchard of apples,owned
by a very lame man, who, although there
were apples in the pin e perpetually docaying
by scores and scores of bushels, never
would allow any of us tcrtouc h the lruit. One
day, in the sinfulness of a nature inherited
from our first parents, who were ruiued by
the same temptation .some of us invaded that
orchard,but soon retreated,for the mar. came
after us at a speed reckless of making his
lamene-s worse, ami cried out: ‘ Hoys, drop
1 hose apples, or 1 11 set tho dog ou you 1”
Well, my friends, there are Christian men
who have the church under severe guard.
There is fruit in this orchard for tho whole
world, but they have a rough and unsympa
thetic way of accosting outsiders, as though
they had no business here, though the Lord
wants them all t > come and take the largest
and the ripest fruit ou tho premises. Have
you au idea that because you were baptized
at thirteen months of age, and because you
have all your lifo been under hallowed influ
ences, that therefore, you have a right to one
whole side of tho Lord’s table, spreading
r ourself out and taking up the entire room?
tell you no. You will have to haul in your
elbows, for I shall to-day place on either sido
of you those whom you neverexpocted would
sit there; for, os Christ said to the .Jews long
ago, so he says to you and me: “Other sheep
I have, which are not of this fold.’’
MacDonald, the Scotchman, has four or
fivo dozen head of sheop. Some of them aro
browsing on tho heather, some of them are
lying down under tho trees, some of them
are in his yard; they are scattered around
in eight or ten different places. Cameron,
his neighbor, comes over, and says: “I see
you have thirty sheop; 1 have just counted
them.” “No,” says MacDonald, “I have a
great many more sheep than that. .Some
are here, and some aro elsewhere. They aro
scattered all around about. I have 4,000 or
5,000 iu my flocks. Other sheep I have,which
are not in this fold.”
So Christ says to us: Hero is a knot of
Christians and there is a knot of Christians,
but they make up a small part of tho Hock.
Hero is the Episcopal fold, tho Methodist
fold, the Lutheran fold, the Congregational
fold, the l’resbyterian fold, tho Jiaptistand
tho Pedo Baptist fold—the only difference
between these last two being tho mode of
sheep-washing; and so they are scattered all
over, and wo come with our statistic s, and
say there are so many thousand of the Lord’s
sheep; but Christ responds: “Nn. ■ j.....
a.Vv .. .t, seen more man one out of a thous
and of my flock. They are scattered all over
tho earth, and ‘other sheep l have, which
are not of this fold.’”
Christ in my text was prophesying the
conversion of tho Gentiles with as much con
fidence as though they wore already con
verted, and he is to-day, in the words of my
text, prophesying tho coming of a great mul
titude of outsiders that you never supposed
would come in, saying to you auil saying to
me: “Other sheop 1 have, which aro not of
this fond.”
1. In tho first place, I remark that the
Heavenly Shopherd will find many of his
sheep amid the non-churchgoers. There are
congregations where they are all Christians,
and they seem to be completely finished, and
they remind one of tho skeleton loaves which,
by chemical preparation, have had all the
greenness and verdure taken off of them,
and are left cold and white and deli, ate,
nothing wanting but a glass caso to put over
them. The minister of Christ has nothing to
do with such Christians but to come crnco a
week, and with ostrich feather dust off the
accumulation of the last six days, leaving
them bright and crystalline as before. But
the o.hor kiDd of a church is an armory with
perpetual sound of drum and fife, gathering
recruits for the Lord of Hosts. We say to
every applicant: “Do you want to bo on
God’s side, the safe side and the happy side I
If so, come to the armory and get equipped.
Here is a bath in which to get cleanse 1. Here
is a helmet for your brow. Here is a breast
plate for your breast. Hero is a sword for
your right arm, and yonder is the battlefield.
Quit yourselves like men.”
There are some here who say: “I stopped
foing to chur h tea or twenty years ago.”
ly brother, is it not strango that “you should
be the first man I should talk to today? I
know all your case; I know it very well.
You have not been accustomed to come into
a religious assembly, but I have a surprising
announcement to tnake to you. You are
going to become one of the Lord’s sheep.
“Oh!” you say: “it is impossible; you don’t
know how far I am from anything ■of that
kind.” I know all about it I have wan
dered up aud down the world and 1 under
stand your case. I have a still more start
ling announcement to make in regard to you.
You are not only going to become one of the
Ixvrd's sheep, but you will become one to
day. You will go from this service to talk
with some one about your soul. People of
God, pray for that man. “Other sheep I
have, which aro not of this fold.”
When the Atlantic wentto pieces on Mars
Bock and tho people clambered up on the
bea-h, why diet not that heroic minister of
tho gospel, of when we have all read, sit
down and take care of those men on the
beach, wrapping them in Hanaels, kindling
fires for thorn, seeing that they got plenty of
food? Ah! he knew that there wore others
who would do that! He says: “Yonder are
men and women freezing in the rigging of
that wreck. Boys, launch the boat!” And
new I see tho onr blades I>end under the
strong pull; but before they reach the rig
ging a woman is frozen and dead. She
was washed off, poor thing! But he says:
“There is a min to save,” and he cries out:
“Hold on fivo minutes longer and 1 will
save you. Steady! Steady! Give me
vour hand. Leap into the lifeboat.
Thank Oral, ho is savei.” So there
are those here to-day who are safe on the
shore of God's rnorcy, but I sec there are
some who are freezing in tho rigging of sin.
and surrounded by perilous storms. Bull
away, my lads! Let us reach them. Alas,
one is washed off and gone! There is one
more to be save 1. Let us push out for that
one. “Clutch the rope, O dying man! Cluteh
it with a death-grin. St-aly, now, on the
slippery p’aces. Steady! There! Saved!
Have l ’ Just as I thought. For Christ has
declared that there aie some still in the
brake-s who shall come ashore. “Other
sh -op I have, which are not of this fold.”
Christ commands his ministers to be fish
erman, and when I go fishing L do not want
to go among otb»r churches, but into the
wide world: not sitting along a small creek
where eight or ten other oemns are sitting
with hook and line, but, like the fishermen of
Newfoundland, sailing off and dropping net
a■■ vy oqtsi le, forty or fifty miles from
shore Yes. there are non churchgoers hero
who will come in. Next Sabbath they will
azslnheir, the religious service. They are
this moi&ant being swept into Christian me-
,—.— ; b/CTB VC XL
MT. VERNON. MONTGOMERY CO.. G.\.. THEUSDAY. SEPTEMBER 23. 18X11.
nintiom. Tindr voices will bo heard in pub
lic prayer. They will difl iff peace, their bid
Burrounde 1 by Christian sympathies, and Its
ran- o i out by devout iron to bo h tried, and
on their graves bo chiseled the words;
"Pro doits in tho sight of the Ixtrd is the
death of his saints.” Ami on resurrection
day you will gat, up with tho dear children
you have already buried, and with your
Christian patents wh > have already won the
paint. And all that grand and glorious his
to-y begins now. “Other sheep I have,
Which aro not of this fold,*'
2. I remark again: The heavenly shepherd
is going to find a groat many of his sheep
amort! those who aro positive rejectors of
Christianity, t do not know how you came
to reject Christianity. It. nitty have boon
through hearing Theodore Parker preach, or
through reading Renan’s “Lifo of Jesus,’’ or
througn the intldel talk of some yottng man
In your store. It may have boon through
tho trickery of some profestt'-d Christian man
who disguosted you with religion. Ido not
ask you how you became so; but you frankly
tell mo that vou do reject it. Yotl do not
bel'evo that Christ is a divine being,although
you admit that, he was a good man. You do
not, believe that the Bible was inspired by
God, although you think that there aro some
Very fine tilings in it. Yon believe that the
Scriptural description of Idfien was Only an
allegory. There nro fifty things that I believe
that you do not believe.
And yet you are an ftccomino lating man
Everybody t hat knows you says that of you
If 1 should ask you to do n kindness for mo
or if any one elso should ask of you a kind
ness, you would do it. Now, 1 have a kind
nesstof.sk of you to-day. It is something
that will cost, you nothing and will give mo
great delight. I want you by experiment to
try the power of Christ's religion. If I should
rome to yon and you were very sick, and doc
tors had given you up nnd said there was no
chance for you, mid I should take out a little
bottle and say: “Here is a medicine that will
cure you: it has enro l fifty people and it will
cure you,” you would say: “I have no confi
dence in it!” I would sav: “Won’tyou take
it to oblige mo!” “Well,” you would say, “if
it’s any accommodation to you ni take it.”
Mv friend,will you be just as accommodating
in matters of religion?
There are some of you who have found
out that this world eminot satisfy your snub
You aro like the man who told me after the
se vi-e was over: “I have tried this world
anl found it an insufficient portion. Tell
me of something better.” You have come
to that. You are sick for the need of divine
medicament. Now, I come and tell you of
a physician who will cure you, who has
cured hundreds anil hundreds who were sick
as you aro. “Oh,” you say, “I have no con
fidence in him!" Bat will you try him? Ac
enmmodatomo in this matter; oblige me in
this matter; just try him. I am very cer
tain ho will cure you. You reply: “I have
no special confidence in him; but if you ask
mo as u matter of accommodation, introduce
him.” So I introduce him—Christ, the
physician who has cured more blind eyes,
and healed more ghastly wounds, and bound
up more broken hearts, than all the doctors
since the time of Aesculapius.
Tho Divine Physician is here. Aro you
not ready to try him? Will you not, as a
pure matter of experiment, state your case
before him now? Holding nothing back
fro*" Ui —. Tl ' VOU c«-—-'S i.r.iy ■ f you
not, know how to pray any other wav. kav:
•cm, i,ora uesus winst, tms is n strnngi
thing for mo to do! I know nothing about
the formula of religion. These Christian
people have been talking so long about what
thou canst do for mo, I am ready to do what
ever Thou commnndest mo to do. lam ready
to tako whatever Thou commandest me to j
take. If there be any power iu religion, as I
tlioso people say, let mo have tho advantage
of it.”
Will you try that experiment? Ido not at
this point of my discourse say that there is
anything in religion; but I simply say try it
—try it. Do not take my counsel, or tho
counsel of any clergyman, if you dospise
clergymen. Perhaps wo may be talking pro
fessionally; perhaps wo may bo prejudiced
in the matter; perhaps we may be hy pocritii al
in our utterances; perhaps our advice is not
worth taking. Then tako the counsel of some
very respectable layman as Jolm Milton,
the poet; as William Wilberforco, the states
man: as Isaac Newton, tho astronomer: as
Robert Boyle, tho philosopher; as Locke, the
metaphysician. They never preached or
protended to preach; and yet putting down,
Dno his telescope, aud another his parlia
mentary scroll, and another his ele trician’s
wire, they all declare the adaptiveness of
Christ’s religion to the wants and troubles
of tha world. If you will not take tho
recommendation of ministers of the
gospel, then tako the recommendation of
Highly respectable laymen.. Oh, men, skepti
;al and struck through with unrest, would
vou not like to have some of the peace which
Broods over our souls to-day? I know all
about your doubts. I have been through
them all. I have gone through all tho cur
riculum. 1 have doubted whether there Is a
God, whether Christ ls God. I have doubted
whether the Bible was true. I have doubted
tho immortality of tho soul. I have doubted
my own existence. I have doubted every
thing, and yet, out of that hot desert of
doubt, I have com* into the broad, luxuriant,
lunshiny land of gospel hope, aud peace, and
comfort : so I have confidence in preaching to
you, and asking you to come in. However
often you may nave spoken against the Bible,
or however much you may have caricatured
religion, step ashore from that rocking and
tumultuous sea If you go away adhering to
your infidelities, you will not sleep one wink
to-night. You do not want your children to
come up with your skepticism. You cannot
afford to die in that midnight darkness, can
you? If you do not believe in anything else,
you believe in love—a father s love, a moth
er’s love, a wife's love, a child’s love. Then
let me tell you that God loves you more than
they do. Oh! you must como in You will
conio in. The great heart of Christ aches to
have you come in, and Jesus thi< very mo
ment—whether you sit or stand—looks into
your eyes aud says: “Othor sheep I have,
which aro not of this fold.”
3. Again, I remark, that the Heavenly
Shepherd is going to find a great many she p
among those who have been flung of evil
habit. It makes me feel mad to see Christian
pciple give up a prodigal as lost. There
are those who talk as though the grace
of God were a chain of forty or fifty
links, and after they ha/1 run out there
wa,-, nothing to touch a very bad case. If
they were bunting and got ofr the tra' k of
the deer, they would look longer among the
banks and tho bushes for the 1 ,-t game than
they have be.-n looking for that lost soul.
People tell us that if a man has delirium tre
mens twice that he cannot Iso reclaimed; that
after a woman has fallen from her integrity
she cannot be restored. The Bible has dis
tinctly intimated that the Lord Almighty is
ready to pardon 490 times: that is seventy
times seven. There are men before the throne
of God who have wallowed in every kind
of sin: but, saved by the grace of Jesus, and
washed in his blood, they stand there radi
ant now. There are those who plunged in
the very lowest hell of abomination, who for
the tenth time have been lifted up, and,
finally, by the Grace of God, they stand in
Heaven gloriously rescued by the grace prom
ised to the chief of sinners. I want to tell you
that God loves to take hold of a very bad case.
When the church casts you off, and when the
club room casts you off, and when society
casts you off, and when business associates
cast you off, and when father casts you off,
and "when vour mother casts you off. and
when everybody casts you off, your first cry
(or help will lend the sternal God clean down
Into tho ditch ofr Fotfr suffering and shame.
The Good Templars caitiff tt save you, although
they aro a grand institutiotL Tins 8-ms of
Temperance cannot save you, although t hey t
are mighty for good. Signing tho tomperancl
Pledge cannot save you, although 1 believe in
it. Nothing but the gi'acflof the eternal God
can nave you, and that will if yon will throw
yourself ou it. A mail said to itta: “Utiles*
God heljis ino l cannot lie delivered. 1 have
tried everything, rirjbut now 1 have got into
the habit of prayer, dud when I como to a
drinking saloon I pray that G *1 will tako me
Safely past, and 1 pray until lam past. Ho
does help me.” For every man given to
strong drink there at e scores of traps sot,
and no one but the'everywhere present God
enu see that man thrdigh Oh! they talk
about tho catacombs of Naples. «»d the cata
combs of Home, and the catacombs of Egypt
—the burial places under the city u hero the
dust of a great multitude lie —but l toll you
New York has its catacombs, Nashville has
its catacombs, ami New Orleans ils cata
combs, and Boston its enta"ombs, nnd l’liila
dolphin its catacombs, and every town and
city neighborhood its lalacombs. They are
the underground restaurants, full of dead
men’s bones anil nil nil leanness. Young
man, you know it. God help you! There
is no need of going into the net
gallery to see in skilllul sculpture that
Wonderful representation of a man and hi*
sons Wound around with serpents. There
are families represented in this an lienee that
are wrapped iii tlio martyrdom of Ling and
s ale and venom—-a living Lnocoou “f ghast
liness and horror. What are you to do!
Do not put your trust in bromide of potns
(iuin, or iu Jamaica ginger, or anything else
sbnt apotnocarios can mix. l’ut your trust
Duly in the eternal God, ami bo will see you
through. So.no of you do not have tempta
tion every day. It is a periodic temptation
that comes every six weeks, or every three
months, when it seems ns if tho powers of
darkness kindle around about your tongue
tho fires of the pit. It is well enough at such
a time, as some of you do, to seek medical
counsel; but your first and most importunate
cry must be to God. If the fiends will
drag you to tho slaughter, make them
do it ou your knees. O God! now
that the paroxysm of thirst is coming
again upon that man, help him. Fling back
into the pit of hell the fiend that assaults his
soul this moment. Oh! my heart aches to
see men go on in this fearful struggle with
out ‘ Hrrtet. There aro lu re those whose hands
so tremble from di-sq atiou that they can
hardly hold a book; ami yet 1 h ive to tell
you that they will yet prea It the gospel, aud
on communion days carry around t he eonse
cintel bread, acceptable to everybody, be
cause of their holy life and their consecrated
behavior. Tho Lord is going to save you.
Your homo has got to lie rebuilt. Your phys
ical health has got to bo restored. Your
worldly business lias got to be reconstructed.
The church of God is going Lo lojoica over
your discipleship. “Other sheop 1 have which
are not of this fold."
U fiilo I have hope for all pro lignls, there
are .some people for whom 1 am not so hope
ful. 1 mean those who have boon church
goers all their lives,who have maintained out
ward morality, but who, notwithstanding
twenty, thirty, forty year of Christian ad
vantages, ha\o never yieldo 1 their hearts to
Christ. They are gospel liurdoued. A ser
moi.tiii.. wfr*>.•!, nrum them than the
smiling of the moon ou the city paveffumi.
As Christ says: “The publicans and bal lots
will go into tho kingdom of God before
them. They have resisted all tho importu
nities of divine mercy, and have gone, dur
ing these thirty years, through ino-t power
ful earthquakes of religions feeling, and
they aro farther away from God than
ever. After a while they will lio
down siek, nnd some day it will bo told
they are dead. No hope! But I turn to out
siders with a hope that thrills through my
body and soul. Other sheep 1 have, which aro
not "of this fold.” You are not gospel hard
ened. You have not hoard many sermons
during tho last few years. As you came
into a religious meeting to-day everything
was novel, anil all the services are suggestive
of your early days. How sweet the opening
liymn sounded in your ears, aud how blessed
it is in this place I Everything suggestivo
of Heaven. You do not weep, but the shower
Is not far off. You sigh, and you have no
ticed that there is al ways a sigh in the wind
before the rain falls. There are those hero
who would give anything if they could find
relief in tears. They say: “Oh, my wasted
life! Oh, the bitter past! Oh, the graves
over which i have stumbled! Whither shall
1 fly? Alas for tho future! Everything is
dark—so dark, so dark! God help me! God
pity me 1 ” Thank the Lord for that last ut
terance. You have begun to pray, nnd when
a man begins to petition, that sets all heaven
flying his way, and God steps in and beats
back tho hounds of temptation into the ken
nel. and around about the poor wounded soul
puts tho covert of his pardoning mercy.
Hark! I hear something fall. What was
that! Jtis the bars of the fence around the
sbeepfold. The shepherd lets them down,
and the hunted sheep of the mountain bound
in; some of them, their fleece torn with tho
brambles; some of them, their feet lame with
the dogs; hut bounding in. Thank God!
“Other sheep I have which are not of this
fold.”
When She Spoke.
Bhe was a sweet-faced, blue-eyed
young girl, willi great waves of golden
hair brushed carelessly back from a
noble-looking, snow white brow. Her
ruby lips wore full and sweet. Inno
cence itself was in her great blue eyes.
Fair and sweet was she iu all the purity
nnd guilelessness of her fresh young
womanhood.
Two young men have long been watch
ing her with <agcr interest. Her glori
ous beauty has enthralled them.
•‘What a superb girl!” ‘said one.
“Never was lily fairer! How I w .uld
love to bear her speak. No ‘sweet bells
jangled’ could be like words she must
utter with lips like those and a face liko
that."
She spoke. A friend came down the
aisle, and said carelessly:
“A cold day. Miss D
The full red lips parted slowly, the
beautiful head turned with superb grace,
a smile of seraphic sweetness illuminated
the noble features, soft and sweet and
low was her artless answer:
“Well, I should smirk to twitter
Cold ain’t no name for it .'--Detroit Vre •
A Happy Ending.
Bobby came into the house sobbing an
told bis mother that Tommy White ha
kicked him.
•‘Well, Tommy White is a very ba
boy,” said Bobby’s mother, giving hirn
large piece of cake. “You didu t kic
hirn hick, did you:”
“No," replied Bobby, between bite
“I kicked him first.” —New York. Sun.
The best education that man receiv
n this world is from other men. >
man can learn well from himself alone, i
“ SUB DEO FAOIO FORTITER."
■w Better Things.
Better to snail the violet cool than sip tho
glowing wine;
i Better to lirnffc r hidden brook than watch a
diamond shine.
Better tire kwe of a gentle heart than beauty’s
favor proud:
Better tho rose’s living seed than roses in a
crowd.
Better to lovo in loneliness than to bask In
love all day;
Better tho fountain in the hoart than tho
fountain by tho way.
Bettor lie fed by a Brother's hand than eat
alone at will:
Better to trust in God than say: “My goods
my storehouse fill.’’
Better to be a little wise than In knowledge
to abound;
Better to tern'll a child than toil to fill per
fection's round.
Bettor to sit at a master’s feet than thrill a
listening state;
Bettor suspect that thou nrt proud than bo
sure that thou art great.
Better to walk tho real unseen than watch
tlio hour’s event;
Better the “Well done!" at tho last than tho
air with shouting rent.
Bettor lo hnvo a quiet grief Ilian a hurrying
d alight;
Better tho twilight of tho dawn than tho noon
day burning bright.
Bettor a death when work is douo than earth’s
most favored birth;
Bettor a child in God’s gront, house than tlio
king of all tho earth.
—George Macdonald, LL.D.
• ".Tl
BAFFLED.
It was during tho time of powdered
hair and cocked hats—tho year 1781.
OH Philadelphia lay tho twcuty-gun
sliip Ariol, just arrived under command
of Commodore Paul Jones.
Thoro were in tho city many persons
who had never seen that remarkable man,
among them thj subject of this sketch,
Ben. Wilson—it trim, powerful young
Jack-tar of twenty-five, who hail lately
married Susan Gray, a humble hut beau
tiful damsel of eighteen. There had
been Another suitor, also a sailor, named
Thomas Wright, who hated AVilson be
cause Susan had preferred him, mid who,
being of a cruel, malicious disposition,
In Ho liim soinu injury.
Having finished lus term aboard one ot
the vessels in tho harbor, Ben. shipped
aboard tho Ariel, that lie might servo
under tho renowned hero who, with his
craft, tho Bon Iloinmo Richard, had
fought the English frigate Serapis.
Learning that Ben. had shipped,
Wright, who, like the former, had never
seen Jones, also became one of the Ariel’s
crew. Neither, however, could yet get
sight of the commodore, who was absent
—would not be back for a week.
In a few days Wright was chosen to
act in tho place of the boatswain’s mate,
who was at that time ill. His duties besides
blowing on tho call, etc., wore to punish
with the colt—a coil o[ropo from two to
three feet long—and also with the eat-o
nine-tails, usually termed tho “cat,” such
of the sailors as “offended” against the
rules of tho ship, and lie ardently hoped
that ha might jet have a chance to flog
with his cruel lash tire man ho hated for
"timing pretty Susan.
One day some of (lie crew were grant
ed liberty—that ir, to tay, permission to
go ashore. T hey were ordered to return
to tho ship at nine o’clock. The boat
swain’s mate, Wright, and Ben. AVilson,
I were among them, the former on the
watch for tho coveted chance which
might favor his evil designs. Unfortu
nately, Ben. drank, and in a state of par
tial intoxication lie visited, a few min
utes before nine o’clock, when he should
have repaired to the boat, “Tho Dol
phin”--a tavern not twenty yards from
the landing. Ifere the landlord accom
modated him with a glass of brandy,
which th* young man lifted high, Haying
at the same time, in a loud voice:
“A health to Commodore Paul Jones 1"
Then he left the place, not to go to !
the boat, hut Intending to seek some
other tavern.
It was a dark night, but hy tl.o bright
light streaming through the windows of
the house, Ben, could a middling
sized, broad-shouldered man, enveloped in
a shaggy overcoat, watching him witli a
mingled expression of stern disapproval
and amusement on his broad, weather
beaten face.
“Hold their*, my man,” said this per
son, laying a hand on his shoulder.
“AVhat’s your name, and what ship do
you belong to?”
“My name? Why, now, my name is
Ben. AVilson, and my ship is the Ariel,
hut blast me if know what business it is
of yours?”
“It is time you went to the boat. You |
will get yourself into trouble if you don’t
go in time. Bear a hand.”
“Aye, aye, all very well; but I ain’t
ready yet, do you see?”
“Come, you must go!” and the hand j
on AVilson’s shoulder pressed it heavily. J
“Let go of mel” cried B<sn. angrily;
but the other, half smiling, gripped him
yet more firmly.
Then Bon. made a blow at him, which
(ho man parried, when a struggle ensued.
Ben. fought Ills best, but the titan nt
length succeeded in grasping him round
the arms from behind, in which position
AVilson was literally carried to within a
few fathoms of the boat, when, seeing a
number of the sailors approaching, the
stranger released his hold, and laughing,
made off in tho darkness. Ere Ben.
could pursue, tho coxswain and several
other seamen arrived on tho spot and
drew him to the boat,
“It’s lucky you canto when you did,"
said the coxswain. “AVe wouldn’t havo
waited for you many seconds longer.”
“I wouldn’t have been hero if old
Nick or somebody liko him hadn’t
brought mo, ” was tlio reply.
“A citizen, probably," said tho other,
laughing. “AVe all said that some ono
had hold of you, but couldn’t make out
who it was in the darkness.
“Just then tho boatswain's mate,
AVright, who had been an unseen wit
ness of tho struggle toward its termina
tion, but who, in the gloom, had not
been ablo to obtain a good view of tho
stranger's face, made his appearance,
coming from the same direction in which
the man had vanished.
“It was I,” lio whispered to tho cox
swain, who brought AVilson. “Ho at
tacked ino near the Dolphin, bccauso I
requested him to go to the boat. Iliad
to let him loose when I got him most
here; and run, as you saw me, for I was
afraid he would stab me.”
“Ila I” said tlio coxswain, “it will go
hard with AVilson for striking a boat
strain’s mate. Ho will ho court-mar
tialed and Hogged."
“Inin afraid so," said the hypocrite,
while in liis heart lio congratulated him
self on this occurrence, which so well
favored his evil designs.
The boat’s crew were soon aboard,
when AY"right lost no time in reporting
I that lie hud been attacked and struck by
AVilson. This tlio latter denied, of
course, saying it was u citizen and a
stranger with whom lie had ills combat,
but he was not believed, and was, there
fore, ironed and put into tlio brig to
await tho sentence of a court-martial.
The court-martial was held tho next day,
when Jones arrived on aboard, AVilson
being still kept in tho brig, wheneo lie
could not s e the commodore. There
was a singular expression in the face of
Paul Jones when the court-martial was
ended, and the sentence of tho prisoner
—a hundred lashes on tho bare back
with tho cat was pronounced. The
next morning was appointed for tho ex
ecution of the sentence. When the time
came, the boatswain gave a long blow as
at his call and shouted:
“All hands ou deck to witness punish
ment 1”
Tho master-at-arms brought up tlio
prisoner and took oil Jiis irons. On one
of the gratings, placed just forward of
tho gangway, lie was made to stand, his
feet being fastened with a rope and his
hands secured, wide apart, to tho bul
warks. There ho stood, his back bared,
his cheek red with anger and shame, his
eyes flashed indignation at the unmerited
punishment lie was about to sillier.
Along came AVright, scarcely able to con
ceal his exudation as ho drew tho cat
from its sheath and lovingly stroked tho
strings.
“Go cn, boatswain’3 mate,” said the
captain.
AVright lifted the lash on high, but
at that moment tho voice of Paul Jones,
who now appeared, boomed liko thunder
on his startled car:
“Hold? Avast, you rascal!”
And he stepped round, so that AVilson
coul l sec him. The young sailor looked
up at him with a start, then colored,
then turned pale.
“Commodore," ho stammered, “I —l—
my God, sir!—l was a little in liquor on
that night, hut I recognize your face. It
was you who took hold of mo there by
the Dolphin tavern, and carried me al
most to tlio boat. Aye, aye, sir, and
God knows I would not liuve struck at
you had I known who it was—that it
was Commodore Paul Jones,”
“Enough,” answered tho latter; “I
forgive you.”
Then lie turned his eagle-eyes on
AVright, who turned deadly pale and
cowered, trembling like a leaf.
“The court-martial was a mere farce,’’
continued Paul Jones. “I wanted to
see if this rascally YVright would really
have the heart to carry out his accursed
falsehood. Now cut loose that man
AVilson and put AVright in his place.
Give him a round dozen, then let him be
broken and put in the after-guard. Ilis
chief punishment will be that of his hav
ing made an enemy, by his dastardly
conduct, of every man aboard this ship!”
Tho commodore’s orders were obeyed.
AVright, with every man ngainst him,
after Aids, led such au unhappy life
VOL. I. NO. lits.
aboard tho Ariel Hurt ho attempted on#
Bight to desert from the ship. When in
the wntor he was seen by a marine on
guard nnd ordered to oome back, but not
obeying, he was shot through the head
nnd killed.
As to Wilson, the fact of his having
strucK, under tho influence of liquor, a
man, who proved to bo Commodore Paul
Jones, had such an effect on him, that,
never after that, greatly to the joy of his
pretty wife, Susan, would he touch an
other drop of alcohol.— New York New».
Chocolate.
Chocolato is a kind of hard paste, tho
principle part of which is the pulp of tho
oocoa or chocolato nuts. The cocoa,
from which it comes, is a tree that has
been brought into groat prominence only
in comparatively recent years, although
for many generations it has been exer
cising benefleient influences upon mil
lions of tho human raco. The Spanish
word is coco,signifying nut. The cocoa
nut palm growsin warm climates,and at
tains tho height of from CO to 90 feet.
The stem is similar to an apothecary'#
mortar, being of equal diameter at each
end, but tapering somewhat in tho mid
dle. The bark is smooth, of a palo
brown, and tho treo generally inclines on
one side. Tho fruit is shaped like a
cucumber, green while growing, then
changing to a blush rod color with pink
veins, and contains from 20 to 30 nuts.
Tho calyx of the c#coa nut palm is com
posed of five sepals; the petals are five,
lengthened into a strap liko form at the
apex. Tho stamens are five each with
doubio anthers, and a horn
liko appendago between each fila
ment; the style is filiform with alive part
ed stigma, tho fruit a five celled capsulo
without valves, tho seeds embedded in a
soft pulp, and thick, oily, wrinkled
cotyledons. The species chiefly used in
tin; manufacture and chocolato
arc cacao, nnd tho fruits aro collected
from both wild and cultivated plants,
tho si/.o and form of which vary with tho
species. The cacao tree is cnrefully cul
tivated in many of the settlements of
Spanish America, and particularly in
Mexico, where,we learn from Humboldt,
it was extensively reared so long ago as
tin; time of Montezuma, and, whence,
indeed,it was transplanted into other de
pendencies of tho Spanish Monarchy.
The names by which tho plant and tho
food prepared from its seed are recog
nized in tho present time an derived
from tho Mexican language. The Mexi
can wonl chocolate is derived from tho
sound of tho stones as they crash to
gether in the primitive method adopted
by them for bruising tho bean and in
corporating tho sugar and vanilla, and
from this comes the English word choco
late. The seeds of tho cacao wero mado
use of as money in Mexico in tho time of
the Aztec kings, and this use of them is
still partially continued. Hut the Cacao
tree is not confined to Mexico. It is ex
tensively grown in Central America, Bra
zil, Peru, Venezuela, Caraccas, Ecuador,
Demernra, Guayaquil and Surinam; it
is also extensively cultivated in Trinidad,
Grenada, and is found in some of tho
other West Indian Islands, but that
coming from Caraccas being considered
the best.
Electric Alarms in Vineyards.
Mention was made some timo since in
these columns of tho use of an electric
alarm in vineyards, by which warning of
the approach of a low degree of temper
ature at night was at once communicat
ed, in time to permit of tho lighting of
prepared bonfires, in order to ward off
all danger of damage from frost. By tho
method described it was necessary to
keep a number of men under engage
ment, so that when tho alarm was given
no timo might bo lost in getting the fires
started. This has proved the most ex
pensive part of tho plan, but a Glen El
len viticulturist has, by an ingenious in
vention, entirely obviated this difficulty.
Attached to the frost bell of the ther
mometer are wires leading to the heaps
of combustible mutter kept in constant
preparation. A little gnn cotton is put
in each bonfire, and when the tempera
ture reaches thirty-three degrees a spark
is at once communicated to the cotton,
and the bonfire is lighted without the
intervention o-f human agency. The in
vention is a valuable one, 03 thereby a
great saving is effected. — San Francisco
Chronicle.
Stating a Problem with Exactness.
“Bessie, if there were three apples on
the plate, and you took one, how many
would be left?”
“If Fred was here, mamma?”
“That wouldu’t matter.”
“Yes it would, mamma.”
“Well, with Fred here, then.”
“Mamma there wouldn’t be any apples
left.”
“Why not, Bessie?”
“’Cause Fred would take tho other
two.” — Philadelphia Call,