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REV. DR. TALMAGE.
THE BROOKLYN DIVINE’S SUN
DAY SERMON.
•Subject: “The Pulpit and Press Mad 3
Allies.”
Text: “ The children of this icorld art
in their generation wiser than the children
of light." —Luke xvi., 8.
Sacred stupidity and solemn ineompeteney
and sanctified laziness are here rebuked by
Christ. He says worldings are wider awake
for opportunities than are Christians. Men
of the world grab occasions while Christian
people let the most valuable occasions drift
by unimproved. That is the meaning of our
Lord when he says: “The children of this
world are in their generation wiser than the
-children of light.”
A marked illustration of tho truth of that
maxim is in the slowness of the Christian re
ligion to take possession of the secular print
ing press. The opportunity is open, and has
for some time been open, but the ecclesiasti
cal courts and the churches and the ministers
of religion are for the most part allowing the
golden opportunity to pass unimproved.
That the opportunity is open I declare from
the fact that the secular newspapers are glad
of any religious facts or statistics that you
present them. Any animated and stirring
article relating to religious themes they
would gladly print. They thank you for any
information in regard to churches. If a
wrong has been done to any Christian
church or Christian institution you
could go into any newspaper of the land
and have the real truth stated. Dedica
tion services, ministerial ordinations and
pastoral installations, corner stone laying of
a church, anniversary of a c’naritabb society
will have reasonable space in any secular
iournal, if it have previous notice given. If
had some great injustice done ms there it
not an editorial or a reportorial room in the
United States into which I could not go and
get myself set right, and that is true of any
well knawn Christian. Already the daily
aecnlnr press during the course of each week
publishes as much religious information and
high moral sentiment as does the weekly re
ligious press. Why then does not our glori
ous Christianity embrace these magnificent
opportunities? I have before me a subject of
first and last importance. How shall we se
cure the secular press as a mightier re-en
forcement to religion and the pulpit.
The first thing toward this result is cessa
tion of indiscriminate hostility against news
paperdom. You might as well denounce the
legal profession because of the shysters, or
the medical profession because of the quacks,
or merchandise because of the swindling bar
gain makers, as to slambang newspapers be
cause there are recreant editors and unfair
reporters and unclean columns. Guttenberg,
the inventor of the art of printing, was about
to destroy his types and extinguish the art
because it was suggested to him that print
ing might be suborned into the service of the
devil, but afterward he bethought himself
that the right pse of the art might more than
overcome the evil use of it, and so he
spared the type and the intelligence of all fol
lowing ages. But there are many to-day in the
depressed mood of Guttenberg with uplifted
hammer, wanting to pound to pieces tbß
type, who have not reached his better mood
in which he saw the art of printing to be the
rising sun of the world's illumination. If in
stead of fighting newspapers we spend the
same length of time and the same vehemence
in marshaling their help in religious direc
tions, we would be as much wiser as the man
who gets consent of the railroad superin
tendent to fasten a car to the end of a rail
train, shows better sense than he who runs
his wheelbarrow up the track to meet and
drive back the Chicago limited express. The
silliest thing that a man ever does is to fight
a newspaper, for you may have the floor for
utterance perhaps one day in the week, while
the newspaper has the floor ever v day of the
week. Napoleon, though a mighty man. had
many weaknesses, and one of the weakest
things he ever did was to threaten that if the
English newspapers d'J not stop their ad
verse criticism of himself he would with four
hundred thousand bayonets cross the channel
for their chastisement.
Don't fight newspapers. Attack provokes
attack. Better wait till the excitement blows
over and then go in and get justice, for get
It you will if you have patience and common
sense and equipoise of disposition. It ought
to be a mighty sedative that there is an
enormous amount of common smse in the
world, and you will eventually be taken for
what you are really worth, and you cannot
be puffed up and you cannot be written
down, and if you are the enemy of good so
ciety that fact will come out, and if you are
the friend of good society that fact will be
established. I know what lam talking
about, for I can draw on my own experience.
All the responsible newspapers as far as I
know are my friends now. But many of
you remember the time when I was
the most continuously and meanly at
tacked man in this country. God gave
me grace not to answer back, and I kept
silence for ten years, and much grace is
required. What I said was perverted and
twisted into just the opposite of what I did
say. My person was maligned, and I was
presented as a gorgon, and I was maliciously
described by pei-sons who had never seen me
as a monstrosity in body, mind and soul.
There were millions of people who believed
that there was a large sofa in this pulpit, al
though we never had anything but a chair,
and that during the singing by the congrega
tion I was accustomed to lie down on that
sofa and dangle my feet over the end. Lying
New York correspondents for ten years
misrepresented our church services, but
we waited, and people from every neighbor
hood of Christendom came here to find the
magnitude ol the falsehoods concerning the
church and . concerning myself. A reaction
set in and now we have justice, full justice,
more than justice and as much overpraise as
once we had under appreciation, and no man
that ever lived was so much indebted to the
newspaper press for opportunity to preach
the Gospel as I am. Young men in the min
istry, young men in all professions and occu
pations, wait. You can afford to wait.
Take rough misrepresentation as a Turkish
towel to start up your languid circulation,
or a system of massage or Swedish move
ment, whose pokes and pulls aud twists and
thrusts are salutary treatment. There is
one person you need to manage and that is
yourself. Veep your disposition sweet by
communion with the Christ who answered
not again, the society of genial people, and
walk in the sunshine with your hat off and
you will come out all right. And don't join
the crowd of people in our day who spend
much of their time damning newspapers.
Again, in this effort to secure the secular
press as a mightier re-enforcement flf religion
and the pulpit, let us make it the avenue of
religiou- information. If you put the facts
of churches and denominations of Christians
only into the coll nans of religious papers,
which do not in this country have an aver
age of more than ten thousand subscribers,
what have you done as compared with what
you do if you put these facts through the
daily papers which have hundreds of thou
sands of readers? Every little denomination
must have its little organ, supported at great
expense,when, with one-half the outlay.a col
umn or half a column of room might be
rented in some semi-omnipotent secular pub
lication, and so the religious information
would be sent round and round the world.
The world moves so swiftly to-day that news
m week old is stale. Give us all the great
Chmrch facts and all the revival tidings the
next morning or the same evening. My ad
vice, often given to friends who propose to
start a newspaper, is: “Don’t! Don’t! Em
ploy the papers already started ■” The big
gest financial hole ever dug in this American
continent is the hole in which good people
throw their money when they start a news
paper. It is almost as good and as quick a
way of getting rid of money as buying stock
in a gold mine in Colorado. Not more print
ing presses, but the right use of those already
established. All their cylinders, all their
■team power, all their pens, ail their types,
all their editorial chairs and reportorial
rooms are available if you would engage
them in behalf of civilization and Chris
tianity.
Again: If you would secure the secular
press as a mightier re-enforcement of religion
and the pulpit, extend widest and highest
courtesies to the representatives of journal
ism Give them easy chairs and plenty of
room when th<*v come to report occasions.
For the most pa ,- t they are gentlemen of ed
ucation and refinement, graduates of colleges,
with families to support by their literary
craft, many of them weary with the push of
a business that is precarious and fluctuating,
each one of them the avenue of information to
thousands of readers, their impression of the
services to ba the impression adopted
by multitudes. They are connecting
links between a sermon or p song
or a prayer and this great popula
tion that tramp up and down the streets day
j by day and year by year with their sorrows
! mcomforted and their sins unpardoned.
More than eight hundred thousand people in
Brooklyn,and less than seventv-five thousand
in churches so that our cities are not- so
muffi preached to by ministers of religion as
bv reporters. Put all journalists into our
prayers and sermons. Of ail the hundred
; thousand sermons preached to day. there will
I not be three preached to journalists, and
probably not one. Of all the prayers offered
for classes of men innumerable the prayers
offered for this most potential class will be so
few and rare that they will be thought a
preacher's idiosyncrasy. This world will
never be brought to God until some revival
of religion sweeps over the land and takes
into the kingdom of God editors and re
porters, compositors, pressmen and news
boys. And if you have not faith
enough to pray for that and toil for that,
you had V tetter get out of our ranks
and join the other side, for you are the un
belfevers who make the wheels of the Lord's
chariot drag heavily. The great final battle
between truth and error, the Armageddon, I
think will not be fought with swords and
shells and guns, hut with pens, quill pens,
steel pens, gold pens, fountain pens, and, be
fore that, the pens must be converted. The
most divinely honored weapon of the past
has been the pen. and the most divinely hon
ored weapon of the future will be the pen;
prophet's pen and evangelist’s pen and apos
tle's pen followed by editor’s pen and re
porter's pen and author’s pen. God save the
pen! The wing of the Apocalyptic angel will
be the printed page. The printing press will
roll ahead of Christ's chariot to clear the way.
“But.” S-irue nno might ask “would VOU
make the Sunday newspapers also a re-en
forcement?” Yes, I would. I have learned
to take things as they are. 1 would like to
see the much scoffed at old Puritan Sabbaths
come back again. Ido not think the modern
Sunday will turn out any better men and
women than were your grandfathers and
grandmothers under the old-fashioned Sun
day. To say nothing of other results, Sun
day newspapers are killing editors, reporters,
compositors and pressmen. Every man,
woman and child is entitled to twenty-four
hours of nothing to do. If the newspapers
put on another set of hands that does not
relieve the editorial and reportorial room of
its cares and responsibilities. Our literary
men die fast enough without killing them
with Sunday work. But the Sunday news
paper has come to stay. It will stay a
good deal longer than any of us stav. What,
then, shall we do? Implore all those who
have anything to do with issuing it to fill it
with moral or religious information; live
sermons and facts elevating. Urge them
that all divorce cases be dropped, and in
stead thereof have good advice as to how
husbands and wives ought to live lovingly
together. Put in small type the behavior of
the swindling church member, and in large
type ttie contribution of some Christian man
toward an asylum for feeble minded children
or a seaside sanitarium. Urge all managing
editors to put meanness and impurity- in type
pearl or agate, and charity and fidelity and
Christian consistency in* brevier or bour-
geois. If we cannot drive out the Sunday
newspaper let us have the Sunday newspaper
converted. The fact is that the modern Sun
day newspaper is a great improvement on
the old Sunday newspaper. What a beastly
thing was the Sunday newspaper thirty years
ago! It was enough to destroy a man's re
spectability to leave the tip end of it stick
ing out of his coat pocket. What editorials!
What advertisements! What pictures! The
modern Sunday newspaper is as much an
improvement oh the old time Sunday news
paper as one hundred 'is more than twenty
five; in othsr words, about To per cent, im
provement. Who knows that by prayer and
Kindly consultation with our literary friends
we may have it lifted into a positively re
ligious sheet, printed on Saturday night and
only distributed, like the American Messen
ger, or the Missionary Journal, or the Sun
day School Advocate, on Sabbath mornings?
All things are possible with God,
and my faith is up until nothing
in the way of religious victory would sur
prise me. All the newspaper printing
Presses of the earth are going to be the
.lord's, and telegraph and telephone and
type will yet announce nations born in a day.
'The first book ever printed was the Bible by
Faust and his son-in-law, Schoeffer, in 1400,
and that consecration of type to the Holy
Scriptures was a prophecy of the great mis
sion of printing for the evangelization of all
the nations. The father of the American
printing press was a clergyman. Rev. Jesse
Glover, and that was a prophecy of the re
ligious use that the Gospel ministry in this
country were to mak« of the types.
Again, we shall secure the secular press as
a mightier re-enforcement of religion and the
pulpit by making our religious utterances
more interesting and spirited, and then the
press will reproduce them. On the way to
church some fifteen years ago, a journalist
said a thing that has kept me ever since
thinking. “Are you going to give us any
points to-day?” “What do you mean?” 1
asked. He said: “I mean by that anything
that will be striking enough to be remem
bered.” Then I said to myself: What right
have we in our pulpits and Sunday-schools to
take the time of people if we have nothing to
say that is memorable? David did not
have any difficulty in remembering Nathan's
thrust: “ Thou art the man;” nor Felix
in remembering Paul’s point blank utter
ance on righteousness, temperance and
judgment to come: nor the English King
any difficulty in remembering what the
court preacher said, when during the ser
mon against sin the preacher threw his hand
kerchief into the king’s pew to indicate whom
he meant. The tendency of criticism in the
theological seminaries is to file off from our
young men all the sharp points and make
them too smooth for any kind of execution.
What we want, all of us, is more point, less
humdrum. If we say the right thing in the
right way the press will be glad to echo and
re-echo it. Sabbath s hool teachers, reform
ers, young men and old men in the ministry,
what we all want if we are to make the
printing press an ally in Christian work i;
that which the reporter spoken of suggest:'.,
—points, sharp points, memorable points.
But if the thing lie dead when n*t refi hv
living voice, it will be a hundredfold mori
dead when it is laid out in cold type.
Now, as you all have something to do with
the newspaper press either in issuing a paper
or in reading it. either as producers or pa
trons, either as sellers or purchaser* of the
printed sheet, I propose on this Sabbath
morning, June IT, 1888, a treaty to be signed
between the church and the printing press, a
treaty to be ratified by millions of good peo
ple if we rightly fashion it, a treaty promis
ing that we will help each other in our work
of trying to illumine and felicitate the
world, we by voice, you by pen, we by
speaking only that winch is worth print
ing, you by printing only that which is
fit to speak. Aou help us and we will help
you. Bide by side be these two potent agencies
until the Judgment Day, when we must both
be scrutinized for our work, healthful or
blasting. The two worst off men in that
day will be the minister of religion and the
editor if they wasted their opportunity.
Both of us are the engineers of long express
trains of influence, and we will run into
a depot of light or tumble them off tlie em
bankment.
What a useful life and what a glorious de
parture was that of the most famous of all
American printers. Benjamin Franklin,
whom infidels in the penury of their re
sources have often fraudulently claimed for
their own, but the printer who moved that
the Philadelphia convention be opened with
prayer, the resolution lost because a ma
jority thought prayer unnecessary, and who
Wrote at the time he was viciously attacked:
il My ru eisto go straight forward in doing
what apjiears to me to be right, leaving the
consequences to Providence,” and who wrote
this quaint epitaph showing his hope of res
urrection, an epitaph that I hundreds of
times read while living in Philadelphia:
The Body
of
Benjamin Franklin, Printer
(Like the cover of ail old book,
Its contents torn out.
And stript of its lettering and gilding),
Lies here food for worms.
Yet the work itself shall not be lost.
For it will (as he be ieved. appear once more
In a new'
And more lieantitul edition,
Corrected and Amended
By
The Author.
That Providence intends the profession of
reporters to have a mighty share in the
world’s redemption is suggested ty the fact
that Paul and Christ took a reporter along
with them, and he reported their addresses
and reported their acts. Luke was a re
porter, and he wrote not only the book of
Luke, but the Acts of the Apostles, and
w ithout that reporter's work we would ha l '*
known nothing of the Pentecost, and noth
ing of Stephen's martyrdom, and nothing of
Tabitha's resurrect on, and nothing of the
jailing and unjailing of Paul and Silas, and
nothing of the'shipwreck at Melita. Strike
out the reporter’s work from the Bible and
you kill a large part of the New Testament.
It makes nw think that in the future of the
kingdom of God the reporters are to bear a
mighty part.
About thirteen years ago a representative
of an important newspaper took his seat in
this church, one Sabbath night, about five
pews from the front of this pulpit. He took
out pencil and reporter's pad,resolved to cari
cature me whole scene. When the music began
he began, and with his pencil he derided that,
and then derided the prayer, and then derided
the reading of the Scriptures,and then began
to deride the sermon. But, he says, for some
reason his hand began (to tremble, and he,
rallying himself, sharpened his pencil anil
started again, but broke down again, and
then put pencil and paper iu his pocket
and his head down on the front of the pew
and began to pray. At the close of the
service he came up and asked for the
prayers of others and gave his heart
to God: although still engaged in news
paper work, he is an evangelist, and hires a
hall at his own expense and every Sabbath
afternoon pre*ches -Jesus Christ to the peo
ple. Aud the men of that profession are*go
ing to come in a body throughout the coun
try. I know hundreds of them, and a more
genial or highly educated class of men it
would be hard to find, and, though the
tendency of their profession may be toward
skepticism, an organized, common sense
Gospel invitation would fetch them to the
front of all Christian endeavor. Men of the
pencil and pen, in all departments, you need
the help of the Christian religion.* In the
day when people want to get their news
papers at three cents, and are hoping for
the time when they can get any of
them at one cent, and, as a conse
quence, the attaches of the printing press are
by the thousand ground under the cylindt rs,
you want God to take care of you and your
families. Some of your best work is as much
unappreciated as was Mi ton's “Paradise
Lost,” for which the author received s2l, and 1
the immortal poam. “Hohonliiulen,” of .
Thomas Campbell when he first offered it i
for publication, and in the column called i
“Nottces to correspondent’s” appeared the (
words: “To T. C.—The lines commencing
‘On Linden when the sun was low' are not up
to our standard. Poetry is not T. C.'s forte.”
Omen of the pencil * and pen, amid your
unappreciated work you need encouragement
and you can have it.* Printers of all Chris
tendom, editors, reporters,compositors,press
men. publishers and readers of that which is
printed, resolve tiiat you will not write, set
up, edit, issue or read anything that debases
body, mind or soul. In the name of God, by
the laying on of the hands of faith and
prayer, ordain the printing press for right
eousness and liberty and salvation. All
of us with some influence that will help
in the right direction, let us put our hands to
the work imploring God to hasten the consum
mation. A ship with hundreds of passengers
approaching the South American coast, the
man on the lookout neglected his work
nnil in a few- minntes the ship would, i— .v"
been ibuuvi to rimi o-! tJ--» tifcS. But a
cricket on board the vessel, that had made no
sound all the voyage, set up a shrill call at
the smell of land, and the Captain, knowing
that babit of the insect, the vessel was
stopped in time to avoid an awful wreck.
And so, insignificant means nov may do
wonders and the scratch of a pel may save
the shipwreck of a soul.
Are you all ready for the sigting of the
contract, the league! the solemn reaty pro
posed between journalism and eangelism?
Aye, let it be a Christian marrige of the
pulpit anil the printing press. Tie ordina
tion of the former on my head, he pen of
the latter in my hand, it is appreciate that
I publish the banns of such a manage. Let j
them from this day be one in the mgnificent
work of the world’s redemption.
Let thrones and powers andkingoms be
Obedient, mighty God, to Thee;
And over land and strean and mu
Now wave the scepter o Thy rein.
O, let that glorious an he u swell
Let host to host the tr umph tel
Till not one rebel heart remains
But over all the S>v nr -<»igns.
A Western Ex-Mayor in hssia.
Ex-Mayor John Black was a ’Change
for the first time since his rurn from
Europe, and was the centre • a group
of acquaintances most of theicon hour
as he told of his travels iithe Holy
Land. “We had a nice triji said he,
“and everything went smoolv except
an incident at Moscow. Meow is "a
fine city, with 500 Catholic caches and
not a scliooihouse. I wen out one
Monday morning, and notid in the
principal streets a number of-irls and
women lying drunk. I did r like it,
and audibly expressed the opon that
such a thing would not be Gated in
any other city on the face of e globe,
and that a nation that would.ow such
a disgraceful exhibition out to be
swept from the face of the ear Some-
body explained to me that t day be
fore was a great feast day an- holiday,
and that in the eye of law wen might
get drunk on these oecash without
falling under royal displeire. The
next morning the Chief of Ice came
to my room, aud said that had been
instructed by the Govemmeto arrest
me for seditious utterances, told him
that he couldn’t arrest me; 11 was an
American citizen, and coushow my
passport. As he seemed tppreciate
the force of my reasoning, ‘dered up
a bottle of champagne, while and his
men drank. When he wasing away
he asked me what repore should
make to the government the case,
and when I told him to tellrato go to
blazes, he went away appttly pleas
ed.” Mr. Black says thie saw no
country in his travels »1 to the
United States. — Miltcaukexontin.
Kind to His LittlOy.
“Mother writes that shed be here
to-morrow for a short visif dear.”
“Very well,” he replied! as he left
the house he patted his litfoy on the
head kindly and said :
“Bobby, didn’t you rtn to buy
you a tin whi-tle and a d the other
day ?”
“Yes pa.”
“We i, I will bring tlito you to
niirlit. ” — New York Sun.
Customer (to barber)- here, my
friend, you are shavinbes of mv
face.
Barber—Yes, sir; but slices are '
very thin. '
A VENETIAN IDYL.
BT PKRTINAX,
Miss Julin whtl# at homo and tn her teens
Was aefltir in a lot of curious scenes.
Her fifteenth uutal morn had scarcely fled
Ere she did love a man she oould not wed.
He was an Abbe who taught her to sing.
Formed like an athlete, gentle as a king.
Julia admired him; the yam, wayward child
Thought he would love her if on him she smiled;
But all her arts were exercised in vain.
She stamped her feet when he tried to explain.
Her mother came unto the pair in haste.
Scolded Miss Julia, but admired her taste,
Dismissed the Abbe with a simpering frown.
And talked to Julia, while she smoothed hei
gown:
“Know you, Miss Julta, this man is a Priest?
You should respect our honored church at least)
Priests cumiot marry, for the church allows
No lax observance in her votaries' vows."
But Julia cried, and begged, and called him boy.
And like a child, would have no other toy.
The Abbe's share in the aflfalr was learned,
And by decree in cloister was interned.
Miss Julia's moral nature took a spurt—
She for three weeks was scarcely known to flirt,
But ere a month had journeyed o'er her head
With the gav lion Falvio she was wed.
W ho pins his faith to a coquette’s conceit
Hath for his pains regrets and her deceit.
LILLIE EDDLES;
OB,
ABDUCTED BY TIE BUSH
TO
A Story of the War in
the Southwest.
BY ARV’DE 0. BALDWIN,
CHAPTER V. — f Continued. J
This news was startling. Then they had
| already been planning to rob him. He
could almost have shot the scoundrel that
stood before him for his impudence, but
his better judgment prevailed and he
answered him quietly but grimly: “I’ll try
and be there when you come.”
“Well, well,” thought our young friend,
“the fellow is pretty well mixed. He seems
to think I am an old man—lggles, or some
thing else. They want my property and
money, do they? Perhaps they will get it,
perhaps not We will see.
"If you are going to the river you had
better go with me. I'll show you the way.”
And he turned his horses up the road again
in the direction from whence he came. 1
“Aint yer gwine ter take yer hoss hum?”
asked the stranger suspiciously.
“If Woodsiey isn’t there it is hardly worth
while to take his horse there to-day. When
he wants it he can come for it. ”
“Whar does yer live, stranger?”
‘'Ou the Wire Road, a few miles north.”
“What’s yer name?”
“Inquire for Tom Jones,” said John,
evasively. Then, seeing they had reached
Cross Hollows, he told the stranger to take
the right-hand road leading directly down
the hollow aud he would! in a reasonable
time, reach the river.
The prospective bushwhacker took the
road designated, and without a parting
word, or a look behind, went on out of
sight, down the valley.
John Eddies thought the gang would
hardly welcome such a specimen as this to
their ranks. It was true he was a back
no doubt would do any
deviltry they im s in require of him, and he
might be of some use about camp; but his
mind was dull and not capable of planning
the schemes that would bring success, nor
had he secretiveness enough to keep silence
when it seemed necessary. After the
stranger had left his company and before
he had traveled a mile, he was startled by
the sharp report of a gun and the whistle
of a bullet past hi'«ead in too close prox
imity to be pleasafPor desirable.
A small puff of smoke rose siow’y from
a clump of brush about a hundred vurds to
the left.
The distance was too great for him to use
his weapons with any degree of accuracy,
even if he could have seen the would-be
assassin who tired the shot, which he could
not, so he continued on more rapidly. Per
haps another hundred yards was gone
over when again the crack of a rifle was
hoa:d, and the animal he was riding lunged
wildly forward. °
I ~ Tbe frightened animals did not need fur
ther urging, but instantly broke into a mad
run which they kept up until the Eddies
plantation was reached.
■ < T k e Paating foam-coverdd animals were
taken to the stables, and then, for the first
time J obn saw that his animal had been
struck by the last shot.
Blood was trickling down his leg from
two holes in the flank—the entrance and
exit of tne deadly missile. The wound was
but a deep flesh one, but it was painful
nevertheless, for the suffering animal was
yet restiess and trembling from its effect.
— ..uuura oueci,
M hen evening came “the horses were
driven into the corral, and the more valu
able ones taken from there to the large
burn, which was well secured.
1 he negroes were assigned quarters. Some
were gloomy and morose over the mystery
that surrounded them, while others were
enjoying themselves with their ulmost un
lun.ted freedom.
When everything was complete for the
warm reception of the bushwhackers it was
late. The lights were extinguished and
Biienee stole over the huge mansion, and
everything seemed at peace and rest. It
was the calm that precedes the storm.
• siorin.
1 he night wore away, and when morning
came the inmates were thankful that they
had been unmolested. The watchman re
ported i hat nothing unusual had occurred
during his watch. Some of the household
built up nopes on the report, but were soon
doomed to disappointment.
Early in the day another visitor stopped
at the plantation. He rode dheetlv to the
stables and dismounted. John Eddies
watched the rider from the time he entered
the grounds until he disappeared within
the barn. In a few minutes he appeared
again, and with him one of the stable
nanus .ending the horse that Eddies had
started to deliver to Woodsley, ou the pre
vious day, but failed to do so.
He tied the animal near the one on which
he came, and proceeded to the house. John
met him on the porch.
He had the oily smile of the educated
scoundrel, and saluted Eddies with that
courtesy possessed by the polished people
of the South. F
“Good morning, Mr. Eddies; a fine morn
ing, sir.'’
“Good morning, sir.” said John, coldly.
I trust I find you well, sir?”
“Quite well.”
And the ladies?” he inquired.
.“ l do,l t kn °w thr.t their welfare need
interest you, sir. ”
The soon come when the
friendship of Edom Woodsley will be de
sired, even by the Eddleses. ” And he still
smiled.
CHAPTER YL
A SHOT IN season;
“I trust we shall never need such friend
ship.
“When you do need my friendship and
assistance, please remember that that
friendship has been spurned.”
“How does it happen that you do not
come here of late without insinuating
trouble, and that you have great influence
when such trouble comes? Now I demand
of you an explanation. ”
“It is strange, indeed, that a man of the
intelligence of John Eddies cannot see the
turmoil in our land! Does it not seem to
you that the sincere friendship of any man,
under such circumstances, is desirable?”
“Y T ou will please answer me one question
‘Do you know of any danger imminent to
myself, family or property?’ ”
“How cau I tell when any one person is
likely to suffer more than any other?”
“Have you any cause to believe that we
are likely to be raided soon?”
John eyed the man before him to note
the expression of his face, but he could see
no trace of the villainy within. A tran
quil look of innocence overspread his coun-
Umance.
“It would be surprising if yon were not
visited in a short time," was the evasive
answer.
“I asked you a question.”
“And I answered it ”
“I want no evasions now; answer me di
rectly; do you know that we will be
raided?”
“How could 1 know?”
“Answer me!”
“Well, then, I do not.”
The two men’s attention was now called
to a lone horseman riding slowly up the
carriage-way. When ho came opposite
them he stopped. He carried a gun, and
the butt of a pistol showed beneath his
coat. He reversed the position of his gun,
so that the muzzle was directed townrd the
men, but he did it in such a careless man
ner that at anv other time it would have
been unuOuecu.
“Morning, gentlemen.”
“Good morning,” was the ready response
of the two men in unison.
“Does a man by the name of Eddies live
here?” the new-comer asked.
"That is my name,” John replied,
xnen I want you. I have authority ic
take you. ”
“What authority?”
“ The authority of my superior. ”
“ Who is your superior and what is the
charge?”
“Captain Inglers; and the charge is horse
stealing. ”
“Is Captain Inglers a militarv on mm an
der?”
“Yes; headquarters on the river.”
John now knew who the man before hint
represented, and he knew that once in the
hands of the bushwhackers his life would
be jeopardized. His mind was made up.
“You report to Captain Inglers that I do
not recognize military authority, and that the
charge is false.”
“You don’t deny the charge, do you?”
“I certainly do.” •
“But there is the horse now, in vender
yard!”
“The owners of that animal are the
thieves who stole two negroes from me a few
days ago, and that is one of the horses that
they rode home upon,”
This explanation did not appear to have
much effect on the horseman. He ap
peared more interested in the capture of
John Eddies thin in the recovery of the
animal.
“I was ordered to take you, and I propose
to do it—dead or alive!”
“You propose doing more than you are
able to perform. ”
‘ You 11 see!” And the stranger grasped
his gun more firmly, and quickly raised it
to his face. As quick as he was John was
yet quicker. Ho quickly sprang aside and
it was well he did so, for that instant he
saw a blaze of fire stream from one of the
barrels and felt a puff of air against his
fece. The echo of the report had hardly
died away before auuther one, quick and
frp, ia the direction of the stables, again
ke the stillness, and the strange man’s
i tievv into ihe air as his hands went up
He reeled a moment in the saddle, then
tumbled headlong to the ground! The man
lay gasping for breath, with one hand held
again; t his side.
«rhe men on the porch looked in amaze
nt at each other, for the shot and its
effect was utterly unexpected by them.
In a moment the remainder of the house
hold appeared upon the scene, and the pale
faces of the ladies told of the terrible fright
they had experienced.
Woodsley’s face was ashy-white. His
bravado had deserted him. His politeness
had vanished. Crestfallen, he dropped his
head and tried to sneak a wav.
“Halt.' fc!top there!” It Was John who
spoke, and he quickly stepped in front of
:ne departing man.
“You dost intend to detain me, sir?"
\v oodsley anxiously asked.
“Yes. You will ’remain here the rest of
the day, at any rate. ”
Woodsley reached for his pistol
Eddies drew his,
“Betterlet that be.”
Woodsley glared ferociously at his
enemy.
“Why ain I thus forcibly detained here?”
he demanded. “A day of reckoning will
avenged 0 ’^ 0 ’ thi3 iu3nlt wiU be
Hold up your hands. Hold them up'”
Henry, said John, after Woodslev had
su lenly complied with his command,
please relieve Mr. W oodsley of any arms
he may possess. ” J
Henry Arno, who had stepped from tho
house, came briskly forward and soon
m possession of a heavy seven-Shot revol
ver one of the latest pattern. The arm was
untarnished showing that it had been a
recent purchase.
• r * goes finely armed, it seems, ”
trouble” 110 ’ appears he anticipated
M oodsley’s teeth ground together and a
curse escaped his lips.
Jeff now put iu an appearance. He came
almost unnoticed. A broad grin of inno-
Edom Woodsy “ h 9 ap P roached
“Yer hoss am done ready. Marse Woods
ley. And be took off his hat and bowed low
his wooly head.
repffedL Way ’ CUrßed “***“•" he angrily
(TO EE CONTINUED.)
STANLEY BROUGHT DOWN.
The Great Explorer Fatally Wounded and
by 'l6siil6
A despatch from St. Paul de Loando, Afri
ca. says: “Several deserters from Stanley's
expedition of relief to Emin Pacha, have
reached Camp Yambunga. They state that
]*/v er tn l^t er - Si l ,g the Upper Aruwhimi Stan
trV int ?. a rough mountainous eoun
wno d w - th . ,i . ens 6 forests. The natives.
I™?? reports spread bv the
dlsputed the passage of the expedition,
an . there was continuous fighting: Stanlrv
y W T ,ded b - T an He --
compelled several times to construct camps in
order to repel attacks, and was obliged tons a
l mfn S p r ' h P ro L‘sions that were intended for
thT or n 3, ,T b< ? attached to
the force had all died or disappeared. The
onnhir S i eS r lrnatetbatthe caravan had lost
one-third of its men, and they sav that many
Europeans. UliUUing "'" e deluding the
„,'' Staale 3 r was encamped nursing his wound
,t n deserters left. /Ie was suiTounded
uy hostiles and was unable to send news to
Emm or directly to Yambunga Major
Barttelot had returned to Yambunsra, where
lie was awaiting the men that Mr. Ward was
™ U £ C ?n ng a powerful expedition tc
go to the relief of Stanley.”
SOME MODERN WONDERS.
THE FINANCIAL MARVELS OF THE
LATTER DAY WORLD
TJ*e Rothschild Family—The Rank
of England—The American Treas
ury Surplus, Railroads, etc.
The financial wonders of the modern
world, immeasurably greater than the
vaunted engineering marvels of the
ancients, may be classified as follows:
1. Raising the American civil-wai
funds: In five years’ time the United
States government raised a grand total
of |5,011,818,908. The largest idebted
ness at any one time was in August,
18(55, when the national debt was $2,-
845,907,626. These great war loans
were obtained by a nation hitherto
known only a peaceable people, and one
unfamiiiar with the science of finance on
a grand scale. The loans were mainly
taken at home—that is, in that part of
the nation not in a state of armed insur
rection—and their prompt subscription
and subsequent liquidation; as far as it
progressed, form one of the most re
markable chapters in the monetary his
tory of the world.
2. The Bank of England: This famous
institution, founded in the year 1694,
grew in time to be the governmental
agent of the British nation, and the chief
financial power of the world. Its pres
ent total capital is something over SBO,-
000,000 and its deposits are more than
$150,000,000, Its notes are current in
every civilized country, and whenever
the Bank of England changes its rate of
interest quotations are effected at every
financial centre of the world. The bank
practically manages the entire public
debt of Great Britain, and though it has
occasionally suspended specie payment is
regarded as an impregnable institution,
beyond the serious effect of all mortal
vicissitudes.
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3. American railroads: Since the first
railroad was built in the United States
there has been a total investment up to
the end of the year 1887 of over $8,600,-
000,000, and the earnings for last year
were about $900,000,000. During the
year new lines costing about $300,090,000
were constructed. The total length of
lines now finished is something more
than 145,000 miles, or nearly one-half of
all the entire world. The total capital
stock of all the roads is over $4,000,000,-
000 and the furfded debt about $3,830,-
000,000. Evidently the American rail
way system is entitled to a place among
the financial marvels of the age.
4. Paying the German war indemnity:
The German government early in 1871
exacted from Prance an indemnity of
five milliards of francs, or about one
billion dollars, as a penalty for having
precipitated and having been defeated in
the war then just closed. Five years,
with interest at 5 per cent, annually until
it was paid, was allowed for its settle
ment. But French patriotism responded
so thoroughly that the whole vast sum,'
amounting, principal and interest, to
nearly $1,130,000,000, was raised by
popular subscription and paid in little
over two and a half years.
5. The American treasury surplus:
The United States government is unique
among nations in that its present legal
income is some $50,000,000 more than is
j required for all its expenses, including
interest on the public debt aud the requi
site contributiou to the sinking fund.
The excess of receipts over all expendi
tures has gone on uutil there is now a
surplus of almost $200,000,000. the dis
bursing of which and the correct check
ing of further additions thereto create a
problem in governmental finance as im
portant a 9 it is unprecedented.
6. The Rothschild family: Thehistory
and status of this family must be in
cluded among the financial wonders of
the world. Early in the present century
Anself Rothschild was a fidrly prosper
ous banker in-Frankfort. He had the
confidence of William, elector of Hesse-
Cassel, to such aD extent that when the
latter was driven from his principality
by Napoleon he intrusted some $5,000,-
000 with Rothschild. The latter in
vested this honorably and wisely, turn-”*
mg it over in trust in due time to his
children, who seventeen years later paid
it back with yearly interest at 2lj per
CCffh to the elector when he returned.
The five children managed great bauk>
l£‘ h p US .- 8 in Frankfort, Vienna, Lon
: , ’ a , ns Naples, and became so
rich and influential that a European gov
ernment could hardly venture to engage
m a war if the Rothschilds were be
lieved to be unfriendly. The combined
wealth of the family has never been
known, but recent imperfect estimates
place it at something like $800,000,000.
Ibis 18but an approximation, however,
die only thing known for certain being
that the Rothschilds are the richest
family that ever existed. Chicago Times
infective Vision in Iromvorkers.
. bas bee “ discovered by investiga
tion that a large percentage of the men
employed as heaters in the iron mills of
I ittsburg are more or less troubled with
defective vision, the nature of their wo--k
compelling them to gaze for protracted
periods upon the intensely dazzling 2i°-ht
of metal at white heat. The meiTinter
viewed had worked in the iron mills for
periods ranging from three to twenty
years, and with very slight differences
their powers of vision had all been af
fected in the same manner. They are
unable to distinguish small ob eets at
any considerable distance. One was en
tirely unable to read the print in any or
dinary newspaper, another pointed out a
clock with a dial a toot in diameter, and
said he could noc see the hands ten feet
away. With one the trouble was perma
nent and unvarying, while others’ eyes
were restored to their normal condition if
they stopped work a month.
The reporter, on looking into one of
their blazing heaters, could distinguish
only a blinding glare, scarcely inferior
to the dazzling light of the sun itself;
yet these men must be able to see clearly
the white, hot masses of metal through
the flames of the gas that is burnin <y all
around them. The difficulty of doing
this may be compared to that which
would be experienced in trying to per
ceive one light through another, yet the
experienced heater dees it with as much
ease as if the hot iron were so much wood
floating in water. They say that no de
gree of proficiency can be “acquired in
less than three months’ time, and that
since the employment of natural gas the
difficulty has become mu h greater, and
the effect upon the eye more pronounced
Philadelphia Prise.