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FOR LITTLE PEOPLE.
) IT’S QUEER.
Tt’» queer when the world seems steady,
It really Is whirling so;
jt’g queer that the plants get larger,
When no one can see them grow.
It’s queer that the fountain’s water
Leaps high In the sunshine bright,
And queer that the moon can never
Fall out of the sky at night.
It’s aueer that one clover blossom
Is white, and another red.
When the same black earth surrounds them,
The same rain waters their bed.
It’s queer that of all these wonders
We take so little heed.
And that as for feeling thankful,
We seldom see the need.
We scold if the weather’s chilly,
And fret at the hot sunlight;
Don’t like to get up in the morning,
Hang back from the bed at night.
Yes, queerest of all the queerness
Are surely those girls and boys
Who live in a world of beauty.
And rather see woes than joys.
—Treasure Trove.
DOG JACK.
How We Came to Buy Him and What
He Was to the Household.
Bridget's red head was suddenly
thrust in at the dining-room door one
morning as we were seated at the break
fast table, and somewhat excitedly she
began: “And plaze, ma’am, and there’s
a bit of a b'y in the kitchen as would
like to see yez, for it’s with the loikes
of me he’ll have nothin’ to do at all,
sea he!”
Moved by curiosity to know who
this exacting caller could be, I step
ped to the door, and saw a small lad,
holding in his arm what appeared to
be a black furry bundle or muff.
He touched his cap respectfully, and
said: “Mornin’ mum. Would ye like ter
buy a dog?”
“A dog!” I suddenly exclaimed.
I had all my life been afraid of dogs,
and although my husband had expressed
a desire to own one, I had never been
able to overcome my fears and aversion
to such a pet.
“But who has a dog for sale?” I con
tinued.
“Here, Jack!” said the boy, and the
hitherto motionless muff or bundle sud
denly became animated, tumbled on the
floor, and rolling over displayed four
very short little legs, while two bright,
brown eyes glistened, and seemed to
say: “Here lam at your service!” “Rats,
Jack!” was the next suggestion. This
brought about a kaleidoscopic view of
heads, tails, legs, in fact the room
seemed filled for a moment, with these
various members, during which the de
lightful Bridget was tripped up, and
laid sprawling on the floor.
With her usual good-nature she picked
herself up, laughing, and exclaiming:
■“Ah, ma’am, it’s a cunning little baste,
that he is, ma’atn, and it’s koind of
■cheerful to have the loikes of him
around, that it is now!”
As Jack, who already seemed to feel
very much at home, and by his antics
imparted, as Bridget said, a cheerful
air to the hitherto quiet place, my heart
began to soften toward the lively fur
ball, my fears to vanish, and thoughts
•of giving my husband a pleasant sur
prise led me to enter into negotiations
for his purchase.
“What kind of a dog is he?” I asked.
“Ob, mum, he’s an orful knowin’ dog,
Jack is!”
“No, but I mean of what breed is he?”
“Dunno. mum; he’s only jest dog, I
reckon.”
“But why do you want to part with
him, when he's such a good dog?”
“Well, mum, I don't want to part with
him, but it's mam. She made up her
mind this mornin', and when §he wunce
makes up her mind there’s no use o’
tawrkin’. Sez she: ‘Now, that air pesky
pup’s got to git!’ ”
Becoming interested, I inquired the
cause of this emphatic decision. He
proceeded:
“Well, you see, mum, Jack’s an orful
good dog, but he gets tired o' settin’
’round, an’ he’s like any other feller
wot wants to play wunce n’ awhile.
“He never does nothin’ that’s bad, but
he jest happened to git hold of one of
dad’s socks this rnornin’, and what d’
you think—he jest went at it as if it
ware a bone, and cliawred the heel clean
out.
“That riled mam, when she’d jest o’
finished heelin’ an’ a toein’ of that very
sock tLe day before, and when mam's
riled—wh—ew!”
“How much do you ask for Jack?” I
then inquired.
“0, mum,” and the tears came in the
lad’s eyes, “I would ruther have Jack
than any money you kin give me, but
mam, she said: ’You jest ask two dol
lars for that air pup. and if you can't git
it, then git what you kin!’ ” __
In the meantime our only pet. a large
maltese cat. appeared on the scene, and
seemed highly incensed at seeing anoth
er animal receiving the attentions that
she was wont to receive, and although
she arched her back in wrath, and her
tail suddenlyjbecame a waving plume,
Jack, instead of being alarmed, seemed
rather pleased with her appearance, and
ran to her sniffing the air in a friendly
manner, and seeming to say: “What’s
the use now; I’m sure we shall be the
very best of friends!”
After some hissing and spitting on
her part, a reconciliation seemed to be
effected, and quiet was restored.
From that day Jack was installed as
“our dog.” He grew old too fast, and
from the mischievous woolly ball that
he was at first he developed into the
stately and dignified guardian of our
home. His great brown, soulful eyes
Von our hearts, while bis black
and glossy hair was the admiration es
all.
In the meantime a remarkable affec
tion had sprung up between the cat and
himself, and when one morning she
presented us with four little kittens,
Jack’s joy was unbounded.
Ho capered around the basket con
taining the newcomers, and thrust his
cold, black nose into their midst, to
the evident delight of the proud mother.
Later, as the kittens became old
enough to play, his long bushy tail was
to them a never-ceasing source of amuse
ment.
Martyr-like, he would sit patiently,
and slowly wag that appendage, seem
ing glad to be able to contribute to their
enjoyment, while their playful gambols
always seemed to interest hin>.
Often might a tired kitten be seen
sleeping between his huge paWs, never
dreaming that he was its own natural
enemy.
He was taught to keep the hens cut
of the garden, and to them he was al
ways extremely’gracious.
He drove them quietly along, and di
rected them to their own precincts
safely.
But when the old rooster, who was
wont to strut proudly among his flock,
appeared, Jack seemed to have a desire
to humiliate him.
By frantic and excited barking, he so
alarmed that conceited fowl that it was
only after devious and winding paths,
into which he was unwillingly driven,
that the poor bird was allowed to return
in peace to the companionship of his
agitated family.
In one way and another our whole
family came to lean upon Jack.
If any member became low-spirited,
Jack was called in to inspire comfort and
consolation, and his cheerful manners
and lively capers generally brought
about the desired result.
If, when the house was to be left
alone for a time, Jack was called upon
to watch, he was faithfulness itself.
But he had one weakness, he was not
at all patriotic.
On the morning of the Fourth of July,
at the very first sound ot cracker or
cannon, his fears impeled him to seek
escape from the sights and sounds of
the outer world.
He would skulk into the house, and
retreat to the darkest corner, only to
hunt another refuge upon a repetition
of the alarming sounds.
No amount of caresses or coaxings, no
cry of “rats!” or “sic ’em!” could in any
way divert his attention.
He refused the most appetizing bone
and most delicious morsel. He growled
at the kittens, and continued through
out the entire day a most abject and
miserable dog, and acted in a manner
suited to alienate his very best friends.
But when, on the following morning,
he emerged from his hiding place, re
freshed by his fear-imposed rest, and
with an unusual supply of “bark,” he
became again the faithful guardian, the
loving friend, the beloved companion
and pet of the household. —Mrs. J. T.
Greenleaf, in N. Y. Tribune.
AN INTELLIGENT ANIMAL.
Story of a Horse That Liked fake and
Knew His Old Master.
A writer in the Boston Post tells a
story about a horse, which leads to the
wonderment as to how much these ani
mals know. The gentleman says he
went to a large livery stable one after
noon just as a number of men who had
their horses there for safe keeping were
driving from the yard. Among them
was a man with a large gray horse, who
looked about him with an air that
seemed to say: “I know a great deal
about several things; I know more
than you have an idea of.” He had
broken into a little trot, and was evi
dently intent upon getting home as
soon as possible.
Suddenly a man who had beer watch
ing him called out: “Dan, don’t you
want a piece of cake?” Instantly the
horse stopped, pricked up his ears,
looked about him eagerly and uttered
that peculiar “whinny,” which says as
plainlj- as words can: “Where is the
man who spoke just tlysij? is as aid
friend of mine.”
No urging from his owner could get
the horse to move an inch. The one
who had made the disturbance came
forward, laughing, and explained. He
recognized the horse as one which he
had owned several years before.
The animal’s name at that time was
Dan, and though it had since been
changed, he remembered it instantly,
and also that he was very fond of cake,
and was in the habit of receiving a
piece from the man whose voice he
heard once more after the lapse of
years.
Did not “Dan” prove that he had a
memory?—Pansy.
—Some of the French detectives are
very skillful in disguising themselves.
One in Paris recently made a wager
with an acquaintance that within four
days he would address him four times,
and on each occasion converse with him
for ten minutes, without being recog
nized. The detective won the wager.
In the course of the next four days he
presented himself in the character of a
bootmaker’s assistant, a hack driver, an
elderly gentleman and finally as a
waiter in the hotel where the gentle
man was staying.
Not Wanted for a Wake.
Freedem—Send over six pounds of tea,
will you?
Sandhem— Certainly. Green or black?
Freedem—Blackest you’ve got. I’m
catering for a big colored wedding on
the West
RELIGIOUS MATTERS.
BY PATIENT, QUIET WAYS.
‘•Not by might nor by power.”—Zech. 4: 6.
Just a quiet corner In this world of love and
care,
Just a single atom of Its duties we may boar.
Just a little portion of the work ot man tor
inan.
Just a tiny fragment of the great Creator’s
plan;
Yet the whole Includes each part,
And the loving Father’s heart
Weaves your work and mine
In His grand design.
Trace a mighty river through the mazes of
its course;
In a nook unknown, unthought of,we shall
find Its source.
So the simplest service hath a purpose and a
place—
Neither men nor angels may its wondrous
network trace;
But to God its growth appears
Through the swiftly-gliding years;
By its onward flow
Choicest fruits shall grow.
In a manger cradle lay the humble, holy
Child,
But the world ignored Him; nay, it mocked
Him, It reviled;
Now the world Is asking with a quick and
eager breath
Who is He, this wondrous Child, this Man of
Nazareth?
While by mountain, vale and sea
Thousands bend to Him the knee,
And tlie children sing
Praises to their King.
Count the deeds of mercy on life’s varied
pathways strewn,
All the seeds of promise by the many waters
sown!
Tell the nameless blessings that the passing
moments share,
All the beams ot brightness which the mystic
years yet wear;
’Tis the fulfillment of that song,
Down the ages borne along;
How its glad notes thrill I
“On earth peace, good will.”
Just a few disciples heard the Master’s last
command:
Go and give my Gospel to the sons of every
land.
They were loyal to the message, and the
work begins;
Slowly, surely through the ages, see, the
Gospel wins!
On and on that band of old
Gains new forces manifold,
While their might and sway
Who can doubt, gainsay?
There are lives of noble living never known
abroad,
For this world has heroes whom her crowds
would not applaud.
Not by clash and clamor is the Gospel mes
sage told—
Not by blast of trumpet doth the Father’s
will unfold;
But by patient toil and thought,
Faith and prayer through practice
wrought;
These their fruits wMI bear
Here and everywhere.
—F. E. Pettingell, in S. S. World.
THE ELDER BROTHER.
A Beautiful Story, and True, That Sur
pßH»es All Creations of Fiction.
I want the people who weep over
works of fiction to read this story. I
know that it will interest them. A
great King who lived in a golden palace
had two sons. The younger one wan
dered away in early boyhood. When
far from home he was kidnapped by an
enemy of the King and taken to the
frontier of the kingdom. Then his
captor brought him up in wretchedness
and rags, yet made him believe that he
was happy. He told him that the King,
his father, was a tyrant; that if he
went back this cruel and unnatural
parent would beat him with remorse
less severity. The King's enemy so
wrought upon the fears of the King’s
son that, when messengers came ask
ing him to return and promising him a
cordial welcome, he would not believe
them. He called them liars and cheats
and drove them away.
Os course there were times when the
boy felt lonely and sad. The filial in
stinct was in his heart, and would wake
up now and then. He longed for a bet
ter home than that in which his captor
kept him, but he knew not where to
seek it. for he had no faith in the father
from whom he had wandered. Ho be
lieved what he was told—that the royal
palace was a dreary dungeon.
But one day a stranger visited this
wanderer. He was travel-soiled. He
was weary. He had evidently come a
long journey. He took the hero of our
story aside and said tc him: “1 am your
elder brother. Our father is so anxious
for your return that he has sent me to
seek and to bring you. He loves you.
I love you. His home is not a dungeon,
but a house of many mansions, and in it
a place is fitted up expressly for you.”
The stranger was so frank and so
kind that he made a deep impression on
the young man. But what would his
master say? He had sold himself to his
father's enemy. He was closely watched
ana could not hope to escape. Possibly,
however, the master could be induced
to let him go. The elder brother agreed
to try. He went to the master and
said: “I would like to buy your slave.
What is the price?” The master sus
pected that he was the King’s son, and
was determined to outwit him if he
could. So he replied: “I will sell the
young man on only one condition, and
that is that you pay for him ten ounces
of blood from your heart.” He meant,
of course, to try to kill the elder
brother, and still keep his slave. But
the elder brother consented to
the terms. He bared his body
and told them to take his
blood. The master was glad enough
to do it. The younger brother looked
on while the elder groaned under the
weapons of his tormentors, then grew
taint, and finally ceased to breathe. He
was now convinced that his brother did
really love him, and he cried: “O that
bo were alive again, for then I would
j 0 UiJJh* While he was
the elder brother opened bls eyes. He
had brought with him from his father’s
house an elixir of life. He had take!}
it just before they began to drain the
blood from his heart. That elixir was
power!ul enough to restore him fully, to
till his veins with new blood and sethis
heart beating. So he rose up as from
the dead. And then the wanderer said:
“I know now that this cruel master has
deceived. I have faith in my brother,
who has come to die for me. I have faith
in my father, who sent him to die. I
will go back with him. I will be a
loyal and obedient son.” And then ap
peared a great army that had escorted
the elder brother, and had waited in
ambush the result of his mission.
Against this power the master was
powerless, and with shouts of triumph
the soldiers accompanied the brother®
to their father’s house.
They found the father waiting to wel
come them. He had a feast prepared at
which his wandering, wayward son was
the honored guest He clothed him in
royal robes. He placed a crown of
gold upon his head. He built for
him a city whose foundations
were precious stones, whose gates
were pearls, and whose streets were
transparent gold. In this city were
trees bearing all kinds of luscious fruits,
and a fresh crop every month, and their
leaves healed all kinds of sickness. So
that there was in that golden home no
pain, or sorrow, or crying, or death. O,
how glad that younger brother was that
his elder brother came and redeemed
him. O, how grateful he was to him
and to his father for all that they had
done for him. O, how happy he was in
that beautiful home!
Now, is there any story in the most
glowing fiction of the day more touch
ing and more wonderful than this?
It exceeds the tales of fairy-land
and the Arabian Nights. And
yet all my readers know that it is
true. It is but a meager epitome of the
story of the cross. It is only a faint and
feeble presentation of the love of Christ
for sinners, and of the love of God in
Christ for those who despise and reject
Him.
And the moral is evident. Readers
of romance, there is no book so full of
what you admire and love as the Bible.
And while other wonder books are false,
it is not only true, but true for you. It
comes with a personal appeal. It tells
not only of a father, but of your father;
of your elder brother, and of the home
that may be yours if you will only be
lieve in the love of Him who died to re
deem you.—Obadiah Oldschool, in In
terior.
The Minlater and HU Work.
A minister is not doing his calling
proper honor when complaining of his
hard work, at least of the laborious re
quirements of his profession. Men in
general dislike the man who is grum
bling over his toil, and set him down as
one who, whatever his proportion of la
bor, is a skulker or mendicant—in some
way inefficient. It is right enough
that people should be made to
feel that the ministry is a work,
and that they who enter upon it
are to be workers,- workers, too, bearing
as many exactions as men in any other
calling, but the information would bet
ter come by what is done rather than
by what is said. A preacher may be
telling of his struggles and toils, re
joicing in them, but usually the infer
ence is that he is begging sympathy,
and wishes to pose as a martyr. A man
in good health and well equiped for
the work of the ministry has no cause
for aught else than gladness and grati
tude. —United Presbyterian.
What lon Can’t Do.
You can’t find a poorer man than the
one who has no Bible.
You can’t find a blinder man than the
one who will not see.
You can’t find a richer man than the
one who loves God with all his heart,
and soul, and mind, and strength.
You can’t find a busier man than the
one who loves to do good.
You can’t find a meaner man than the
one who splits hairs with God.
You can’t find a sicker man than the
man who is sick of sin.—Ram’s Horn.
TO THE POINT.
Sententious Sayings by the Editor of the
—Kain's Horn.”
Actions are ideas in motion.
Never speak slightingly of any body
Never ridicule the faults of children.
The man who does nothing is nothing.
If the heart is pure the life will be
all right.
Our duty to God is measured by our
ability.
Great haste can never overtake a lost
opportunity.
Immovable men like Job, make the
devil uneasy.
Never pray for any thing you are not
willing to work for.
Travel toward the light, and you will
never walk in shadow.
The shortest cut to wealth is through
the lane of contentment
It is when afflictions come that the
promises of God shine like the stars.
The richest people are those whose
treasures can not be buched up or stolen.
The devil as a devil never gained a
soul. It is only when he appears as an
ant'd of light that he is dangerous.
There is no sin in desire, unless it is
permitted to have its own way. Wrong
desire overcome is an evidence of virt
ue.
In the service of God there should be
no half-hearteckness. You can’t get any
music out of a harp when the strings
are loose. * —-—■
FLFTY-FLRSTCONGBESB.
Flrat Session.
Washington, July 2.—Senate—Mr. Plumb
from tho Committee on Public Lands reported
■the Senate bill Io provide for the delivery of
hand patents to their rightful owners, and asked
for* its immediate consideration. Passed. It
dinwts the Secretary of the Interior to send to
the Jteeorder of Deeds In each city in which
lands jao patented He, lists of tho land patents
In thAt county that have been In the general
land office uncalled for for twelve months.
After debate the Senate receded from tho
amendments, and the legislative bill now goea
to the President for bis signature. The steam
ship tonnage and mail subsidy bill wus consid
ered until 5:10 p. nx, when the Senate ad
journed.
House—TLe Federal election hilt passed the
House to-night about lf> o'clock, the time be
tween that and!2p. ni„ when deboteeloaed, be
ing consumed by roll-call.'* on dilatory motions.
The test vote—yeas 141| nays 155—waa on
Springer's motion to lay the bill and pending
amendments on the table. ft' was the first mo
tion made, and developed tie fact that them
was a majority of six members for tM passaw*
of the bill. Mr. Springer changed lii» vole its
order to move for a reconsideration, hut! that
did not change tho teal majority, which varied
from six to seven all the afternoon and evening.
There were twenty-two KepuMioans tuid Dem
ocrats who did not vote on the first call, r lost
of them being present but paired. No Demo
crat voted with the Republicans. Two Itepub
'leans voted with the Democrats,
Washington, July 3.—Senate.— Message*
from the President as to Indian lands in Kan
sas; a* topostai and cable communication be
tween the United States and the Latin-Ameri
can States; as to the celebration of the fourth
centennial of the discovery of America, and au
to agreement between the Cherokee Commis
sion and tho lowa Indians in the Indian Terri
tory, were presented and referred: Several
bills were reported and placed on the calendar,
Resolutions were offered calling forinformatlon
in regard to the manufseture at soldiers' tomes
of articles for sale in competition with private
enterprises, and in regard to Pacific railroad in
debtedness. The subsidy bills were discussed,
until 4:50 p. tn,, when the Senate adjourned un
til Mbnday.
House —Mr. Lodge (Mass.) asked fbr a re
print of the Federal election bill, as- passed
with marginal notes. Mr. Dorsey (Neb.) asked
consent to offer a resolution requesting the
President to return to the House the bill ex
tending the time of payment to purchasers of
land of the Omaha tribe of Indians in Nebras
ka, but objection was made. Mr. MfcComas
(Md.) presented the conference report on the-
District of Columbia appropriation bill. After
debate and pending a vote on the conference
report, the House at 1:45 adjourned’till Mon
day.
Washington, July 7.—Senate.— The con
ferees on the part of the two Houses this af
ternoon reached an agreement on the points of
difference on the silver bill. The conference
report on the consular and diplomatic appro
priation bill was presented and agreed to.- Mt.
Morrell moved'that the Senate proceed to the
consideration ot the tariff bill. He said that
after the tariff bill was taken up it could be
laid aside informally until the two shipping
bills were disposed of. After debate the
vote was taken on Mr. Morrell’s motion’
and the result waSj'yeas 16, nays 24—no quorum
voting. Then there was a call of the roll, to
which forty-nine Senators responded. The vote
was again taken and the Senate refused to
take up the tariff bill—yeas 20, nays 23. The
Federal election bill came over and was laid
on the table. After a brief executive session
the Senate ats:4op, m. adjourned.
House.—The Speaker had but just ordered:
the reading of the journal when Rogers, ot Ar
kansas. arose and made the point of no quorum
being present. All tie counting the Speaker
was able to'do couldmot make more than nine
ty-one members in sight out of the 330 that
ought to have been Here. The roll was called
while tbe Sergeant-at-arms went In search ot
absentees and the outer doors of the House
were locked to keep those inside on hand until
a sufficient number could be found to make up
a quorum. Finally 167 members were corralled
and the journal of Saturday was read. A.joint
resolution was offered for the recall of a
certain land bill sent to the President, but
finally withdrawn, the Democrats refusing to.
vote. Senate bill to forfeit certain land grants
was considered until sp. m., when the House
adjourned.
Washington, .ruiy-8 —Senath.—The confer,
ence report on the silver bill was taken up, and:
Mr. Vest stated the reasons why he should vote
against the report.. Mr. Sherman defended
and explained the uonference report. The bill
was discussed until 3 p. m. when eulogies on the
late S. S. Cox, of New Y’ork, were delivered;
HOUSE—After prayer by the Chaplain, Mti
Rogers (Ark.), made the point of order that
there was no quorum present. The Speaker
was able to count but 122 members, andi on
motion of Mr. McKinley (O.), a call of the House
was ordered. The call having disclosed tpe
presence-of 1841 members, more than a quorum,,
the journal of yesterday’s proceedings was read.
The bill for the admission ot Wyoming was *
passedl The bill to prevent collisions at sea.
was considered and passed—l2s to 45. A' rule
to give the judiciary Committee four days was
crowded out by the land forfeiture bill. Pend
ing action on a conference report on a prlvato
bill, the House adjonrned.
News Items.
The tests- of the new cruiser Pbilkr
delphia have proved the vessel satisfac
tory, and' it will be accepted by the Gov
ernment.
Edward A. Lucius, of Cincinnati*
sent to> the Franklin County jail for
tampering with a registered letter, was.
discharged on a pardon by President
Harriisan-
TiiiHitE is a report of a, remarkable
rich, find of gold near Juarez, Lower
Caliiifernjia.
The German, Italian and English
Governments have agreed to establish
an, international court oft justice at Zan
zibar..
I'B is stated that Lord Salisbury de
chines the honor of a dukedom, for bis
services in bringing about the Anglo
German agreement.
Tuk National Sulphur Company has
been incorporated in. Kentucky. Capital*
SI 0,000,000.
Thk Bank of Hairtford, Hartford, Wis.,
has suspended payment. Deposits, SSJO,-
00<k liabilities unknown,
Kii.kain says ba has challenged Sul
livan to a finish fight, London prize ring
rules.
Patrolman Chas. Weber, of the Cin
cinnati police* committed suicide bj
shooting himself with a revolver.
Ransom Bethune Welch, professot
of Theology at Auburn Theological
Seminary, Clifton Forge, Va., and 4
leading literary man, is dead.
Colonel Jones S. Day, of New Al
bany, Ind., fractured his jaw-bone in
crushing a peanut shell. The bone had
1 become very much by a cancoc*.