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She Jtlontgoiiierg Jtte niter* 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,