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DR. TALMAGE’S SERMON. the genuine hardships 01 the working classes. Text: “So the carpenter encouraged tm goldsmith, and hethat smoot heth with the hammer him that smote the anvil.—lsaiah xli, 7. You have seen in a factory a pio 'o ot mechanism pass from hand to hand ami from room to room, and one mechanic smites it. an 1 another flattens it, and another chisels it. and another polishes it until the work is done. Smithery comes in, carpentry comes in. lour or five different occupations em ployed. Thus was that of the making? of the idols in olden time, and that is what the text refers to. “The carpenter encouraged the goldsmith, and he that smooiheth with the hammer him that smote the anvil." They came together and they con sulted about their work, and they p anncd for each other's welfare, and thev w. re in full sympathy. They wi re in a bad business, for the making of idols is an insult to the Lord Almighty. But I have thought that if men en raged in bad work may cheer and help each other, most certainly all trades, all oc cm-ations that are doing honest work ought to cheer and help ea h other on the way. The Bible goes to the very last minutia. It ■tells us how many dollars Solomon paid for his horses. ’lt tell us in Deu teronomy what kind of a roof we ought to nave on our house. It ap plauds the Israelitish spinsters for their industry and ingenuity. It gives us speci mens of ancient nee He-work, leather making, tanning establishment, p< ttery, brick kiln, city water werks, ship building, and proves itself m sympathy with them all. But very few men r- albethe hardships outside of their own trade or profession. Every man s bur den is the heaviest, and every woman's task is the harde-t. So I find ]>eople everyday wh > think they have got into the wrong trade or o cupation, and the artist >ays: “Oh. if 1 were only a lawyer;" ami the lawyer gays “Oh, if I were only an artist/’ Ami the banker or merchant comes home at his head hot with commercial agitations, and h‘ says: “Oh, if 1 were onlv a mechanic, then I could lie down and sleep, a heal‘hv mind in a healthy body. Here’ I can't sleep.” At the very time the mecl anie is saying: “Oh, if I were onlv a merchant. I could be beautifully appareled everv day. and I could give my children bril liant opportunities, and I could mo ve in an other sphere.” Ea h man underst inding the annoyances and the hardships of his own oc cupation an<l having no full appreciation of th<»e in other trades or businesses. Now, the beauty of our religion is that it teaches us that liod is sympathy with all tradesmen, with all mechanics, with all toilers, whether with brain, or hand, or foot. I pro pose this morning in this series of sermons which I am preaching and shall continue on following Sabbath morn ings to preach on the great labor agitation, to speafe about the genuine h irdships of the working class s. You may not belong to these classes, and yet you are bound as Chris tian men and women to be sympathetic with them, and you are bound as political econo mists to come to the rescue. There was noth ing more beautiful in the life of Lord Shaftes bury than when, an old man, he said in the presen e of an audience, his eyes full of tears: •‘Ladies and gentlemen, as I feel old age ere -ping on me and I know I must soon die, I do not want to die, because I cannot bear to leave this world while yet there is so much misery ur alleviated.” So sad that man. the master of large estates, Lord Shaftesbury. and no wonder that when a presentation was made to him in a public hall a few years before his death, the work ing classes of London shouted until they were hoarse with enthusiasm for Lord Shaftes bury. There is great danger that the pros perous classes of America, because of some of the bad things that have be?n said by the false friends of labor during the last two or three months, shall come to the con clusion that all this agitation is a hullabaloo about nothing. Do not go off on that tangent. You would not submit, nor would I submit without sol emn and tremendous protest to some of the oppressions which aie being practiced unon the working classes of America to-day. You may do your duty with your employes, but I here declare that the mightiest and the largest business firm in America to-dav is Grip, Gouge, Grind & Co. Look, for instance, at the wrongs practiced unon the woman! v toil ers of this country. They have made no strike. They have not lilted their voices. Men have c ied aloud for their rights, but women arc dying by thousands, dying by Inches. The list labor r< p >rt just out con tains a few sentences that I wish to read, •showing what female employes en lure: “Poisoned hands and cannot work. Had “to sue the man for fifty cent-?.” Another: “About four months of the year ■can by hard work earn a little more than three dollars per week.” Another: “She now makes wrappers at one dollar per dozen. Can make eight wrappers per dav.” Another: “We girls in our establishment have the following fines impose 1: For wash ing your hands, twenty-five cents. Eating a piece of bread at your loom, one dollar. Also, for taking a drink of water, ami many trifling things too numerous to men tion, twenty-five cents.” Some of the worst villains of New York and Brooklyn have these women in their em ploy. They beat them down t) the last cent, and then try to cheat them out of that. The woman must deposit one dollar before she gets the fabric on hich to work, and in some cases when the work is brought back it is re jected, an insignificant fault exaggerated, the wages refused and th? one dollar deposit not returned. The Women’s Protective Union of New York exposed this fact: A young woman who had been living on starva tion wages found a better place to work, so she resolved to change, and she went to get her wages that were due. She entered the office of her employer, and he greeted her by say ing: “You are going to leave, are you/’ She said: “Yes: I can get better wages, and I have my invalid father and mother to sup port. and I have to go, and I have come for my wage'.” Th? man looked down and said nothing for a long while. Then she said: ‘‘Are vou not going to pay me?” “Yes,' 1 said he, “I’ll pay you,” and he kicked her down stairs. I never swore a word in my life, l.ut when I read that incident 1 felt in my soul a stirring that was far from devotional! Women getting two-thirds, or getting only half as much pay as men get for doing the same work—doing it just as well, perhaps doing it better, yet getting less compensation. Beginning with the government at Washing ton, women in the national emnl jy, in the government offices getting S9OO for d >ing work for which men get SI,BOO. The wheel of oppression rolling over the neck* of a vast multitude ot women. Some of the largest commercial establishments pushing off into death ami darkness scores of women because of unrighteous wages. Large commercial establishments accessory to these evils. Th»'v know it. Is there a God? Will there be a Day of Judgment.- Some of the largest commercial establishments—if God rise; up to avenge the wrongs of work ing women—will be swallowed down quicker than ever South American earth quake took down a city. Go 1 w.ll take th >se oppressors bftw*en the m s*ones of His and grind them to powder. By what law of fairness or justice do female prinri paL of r bools in some of th * cities get >* x 2s and malepr:n -ir.als for doing the same kind of Work, get $1 ,CSO. < »h. the gr an of woman hood comes through this day's sunlight, not a ory like that of who are suddenly hurled out of life, but a slow, grinding, awful wasting away. Sixty-five thousand sewing girls in New York and Brook!vn. Look at the blanched cheek. Look at the pmched face. Look at that hunger-struck oountenan' e. H‘.-arthat hard. dry. hacking, tnerciless cough. Look at the premature stoop in the shoulders. I once presided at a of . sewin s women in the citv of Philadelphia while I was pastor in that city. 1 here was a great audience. There were gentlemen there who made grand speeches, but the mightiest addre s made that night • was ma le by a sewing woman, uh». uninvit d, cam* up the steps of th ‘ platform, an I throwing aside her 1 faded ‘•hnwi. with a shrivel d arm hurled a thu’ derbo.t < f eloqiienc»into that audience until the r souls t emble I as she spoke out of , ih» honors of her own experience. You take y< u • stand at six or seven o’c’ock in the morn nr in New York at the corner of th? street and see the working worn »n go to their w< rk. Some of them with no break fast ni? rs them with onlv a few crumbs left from the night before, and chewing th >su crumbs as they go along the st re»t. Why do they not ride? Thev cannot afford the five cents for the car. You want to know how Latimer and Ridley looked in the fir?? Look at that woman's fa ‘e.in a worse martvrdom. dying a more agonizing death. Ask how much she gets for making a course shirt and she will tell you six cents and find her own thread? My Lord and my God. have mercy upon the workingwomen of New York nu I Brooklyn. I speak thus fully of the wrongs, rhe sufferings of the fema’e employes of these cities because no one else speaks, or if they do speak I have not heard their voi c for some time. Ah! we understand the suf ferings of :-a undine employes better. Las March, in Missouri, a colored man cam?into my room to made the fire. I said: “Sam. how much do the people got here for wages.” He said, “they get ten dol lars a month.” “Have you a family?” “Yes.” said he, “a wife and < hildren.” Ten dollars a month! One hundred and twenty dollars a year to support a family on! It is only a little door open; that,to an awful scene all over this land, north, south, east and west. It is not a hullabaloo about nothing. There are awful outrages being enacted, and you are not. because of some unwise things that have been said and done, to overlook these things an I forget these things. First of all, there is the hardshin of phys ical exhaustion. There are athletes who start forth in the morning at six or seven o'clock, do their work and return at night fall. and they are a; fresh as when thev started. There are men so constru te 1 that they can turn their back on the shuttle, or on the rising wall, or on the forge after a day's work, and go whistling all th» wav home. But thev are the exception. I have noti'e l that when the factory bell taps for six o'clock th * most of the workman wearily put the arm in the coat sleeve, and they go home r/solve I thev will be che»rv and make their h »me bright and entertain their children, and vet they sit down and in five minutes are sound asleen because fagged out, body, mind and soul, and they rise in the m cning onlv half rested, and there will be no rest for that man’s body, , no real, good rest —until he gets in that nar row spot which is the only complete rest f r the human body. I think they call it th > grave, i Oh. workingmen an I women of Am ri -a, whether you hear my voice, or in some other wav the dis ‘ourse shall come to you, let me sav. if toil has froste I the color from your cheek, if the sn< nt ineity has gone out of vour laughter, if hard work has snbtra -ted the spring from your step and the lustre fr m your eye. let me say it will all soon be over. There is coming a great holi lay. Oh that home, and no long walk to get to it. Oh, that bread and no besweating toil to earn it. Oh. that deep well of ranture,and no heavy buckets t > draw up. To-morrow, above the hiss of the furna es and above the groan of the foundry, and above the rattle of the shuttles, hear a voice, not the voi< e of a taskmaster, not th? i voice of a master, but the voice of an all sympathetic Go 1.1 wish the wearv men an I women cf America would put their heads down on the pillow stuffed with the down from the wings of all God's promises. There remaineth rest for all the people of God. How many tire 1 peopleare there heroto-dav? A thousand? More than that. Two thou sand tired people? More than that. Though all of you were the children of luxurious ease, more than that There is a woman with her head bowed. Why? Ask her. “Oh,” she says, “it has been hard work for me.’’ and as she bows her head, or purs her face in her handkerchief, she says: “Oh. Lord will I ever get rested—will I ever get rested:’ So tired are you. sister, mother? So verv tired? “Oh.*’ says someone, “all this is gone through with: with the invention of the sewing machine all the hard work of the needle disappeared.” No, no. Thousands of people are dying amid sewing machines. Th > needle has killed more than the sword. But who can take the statistics of women crushed under the *-ewing machine—being crushed now? A Christian man passing through the streets of Now York saw a house of a good deal of destitution. He went in, and there was a woman with a sick child, and he was telling her what a good woman, she ought to be. and how she ought to have faith in God. “Oh, sir,” she said. “I have no God. I work from Monday morning to Sat urday night, and I find no rest. I n?ver hear anything that does my soul any gaol. I haven’t any bonnet to wear to church ou Sunday. I sometimes kneel down to pray, but I get up very quickly, and I say to my husband: ‘My dear, there’s no need of my trying to pray, it don't do any good. And lam so distra : te 1 I can't nray. I can't pray.’ And then, sir, to go right on from year to year and know there is nothing brighter ahead, and to see this little one getting thinner and thinner, and my poor man almost broken down, and to feel that wo are not getting any nearer God, but all the time getting further and further away from Him. Oh, sir, I wish I was ready to die!” May God have mercy on the working classes of America. The awful groan conies this dav through American society. Then they are the hardships that come from privation of taste and sentiment. There are working people who have beautiful homes, but vou know they are the exception. The most of the working classes live in crampj I apartments, and they live where they do not want to live, but where they have to live. I can think of but few things more distressing than for a woman to have a fondness for art, for pictures, for sculpture, for music, for beautiful skies, for glorious sunsets, and yet never be able to raise adollar for an oratorio, and never be aide to buy her way to the country wh>*re she can see the blue expanse of th/heavens an 1 hear the birds sing, and never have a picture, while sometimes men of affluence have works of art for which thev have no appre nation, and they buy their libraries by th3 squa e yard, an 1 the pictures they have on their walls are miser able daubs that the artists are glad to get out of their studios. Y< t I know men and women who will reign in the Kingdom of Heaven finally as artists who cannot have a good picture, and they cannot In a- a sweet sound, and they cannot play upon a beautiful musi cal instrument. Oh, ye who are so hindered in your taste and your sentiment, let me •■■ell you to look up. The Kin 5 of Baby ion had a hanging garden that has excited the admiration of the centuries. You have a better hanging-garden than that All the h avens ar.- t_> be yours, for they be long to your father, and' what belongs to vour father belongs to you. All these ap prehensions and the<e oppressing surround Ings of the working classes are powerfully described by one of the English writers when he says: “To l>e a joor man's child and look through the rails of th * playground and envy richer boys for the sake 01 their many bo >ks, and yet to be doomed t > ign trance; to be appren tice! to some harsh stranger and feel forever banished from a mother s tenderness an l a sister’s love: to work when very wear. and work wh n the heart is sick and the head is sore: to se -a wife or a darling child wasting away and not be a »le to get the best advice; to hope that better fool or purer air mizht set her up again, and that io xl you cannot buy, that ar you must never h q>e to breath •; to b * oblige I to let her die: to come home from the daily t usk some even ing and s-e h *r sinking; to sit up all night in hope to • atch again those pre nous words you might ha’, e hear 1 could you have afforded to stav at home all day. but neve:- hear them; to have n > mourners at the funeral an I even have to carry on vour sb-aide/ through the merry st eet; the light deal coffin: to see huddled into a promis -uous hole the dust which is so dear to you and not venture U) mark the spot by plante 1 flowers or lowliest stone; some bitter winter or some costly spring to bart r for food the cloak or th- curious enp beard. or the Henry’s Commentaries on which you pride yourself as the heirhxim of a frugal family, and never be able to rwleem it; to fed that you are getting old, nothing laid aside and present earnings scarce suffi cient: to change the parlor floor for the ton story, and the top story for a single attic, and wonder what change will be next" I have had a great many beautiful flowers given but the most beautiful bouquet I ever had given was last week—-three flow ers and three or four leaves—around this bouquet the words: “Thank you, from a workingman. "If you are here to-dav, I thank you. Now, I cannot spend any more tim»this morning in talking al>out the hardships of the working classes, for I have two or three words of gran I an I glorious good che a r. One is. that all those sorrows are going to be alleviate I and extirpat'd. How. I cannot now sav. but just as certainly as there is a God in Heaven, a G»xl of just ice and love and mer‘V. all these wrongs are going to be righted. Politicians cannot do it, worldly organizations cannot accomplish it, but the L »nl God Almi rhtv will do it. In some way I believe He will soon do it. I want to encourage you also bythe th night that the greatest hindrance against all tailin' tation and against all evil is plenty to do- When a man commits a crime where doo; the police detective go to find him? Not amid th* du< f factories, not amid the men who have on their overalls, but among the people who stand w ith their han Is in their pockets in front of the saloons, or the taverns, or the restaurants. I saw a pool of water in the country anl 1 said to it: “Thou fetid filthy, slimy thing, whit doesa’l this mean?” “(>h," says the pool of water. “I have st »pp kI here. lam going to stay here.” But I siy to the water: “Did I not, see you dance in the summer shower?” “Oh, yes,"says the water, “I came down from God shining like an an gel.” I say to tho water: “Did 1 not see you drop like a g ‘in int > a casket of gems and tumble over the ro *k?” “Oh. yes. I went over cliff and through me id »w.” Dill not see yni busy with the shuttles and the grist, inihs?” “Oh. yes. 1 used t» work for my living, but. I have stopped, and I a n going to stav here. I am disgusted with th ■ shuttles an l the grist, mills, lam going to sto >. A •(* ir<e I of God am I and sh inn<»d of man, and I a n going to stop.” Thank God every div if you have hard work. It is the niiAiti 'st preventive against all evil. Sin, the o’d p rate b *ar downlon those vessels that have sails illy flapping in the win l. Th•» a-row of sin has tough work to get through the 1 lather of a working ap on Make the anvil, mak' th? rising wall the fortressin which vouc.au hides and from which you shall fight down the temptations of thisl fe. Thank God morn ing, noon and night, Sun lay and weekday, if you have plenty to do. Another encouraging fa *t is that your children are probably to have better oppor tunities than those brought un in luxury. People brought up in luxury find by twelve ye irs of age they are goin g to be wealthy and there is no struggle and sometimes they go out into dissipationsand they ar • many of them useless to society. There are business men to-day graining, grasping, grasping, what for? To get enough money to spoil their children. Fifty years gather ing up. The boys scattered it in five years. The lord of prosperity and luxury, he may pass out of the gat? and go into dissipation and die. The son of the porter at the gate learns his trade, gets a good physical consti tution, starts out and wins great success. Who is that man to-lav stan ling in some mighty place for God anl the truth? llis mother laid him u ider the shadow of a tree while she spread the hay. The mightie t men to-day, in State and National Legislatures, are those who ate out of iron spoons and drank out of coarsest earthenware, and every step in life has been a forced inarch. Thank God that you have plenty to do. It is going t»be a gre it thing for you and a great thing for your children. Trouble is not going to damage you if you put vour trust in Go I. The clip per likes a stiff breeze. Th * sledge nammer Goes not hurt the iron it pounds into shape. Trouble is the b ‘st hone for sharpening keen razors. Robert Burns was a shepherd. Pridoau swept out at Exeter College. Gifford was a shoemak r. and for the son of the foiling man and woman there is large moral and worldly success if he trusts God and keeps busy. I cheer all workingmen also by the fact that they have so many more opportunities for information than were afforded to th-ir predecessors. Why, Plato paid $1,300 for one book. Countess of An’ou paid 200 sheep for one book. Gerome ruined him-elf finan cially by buying one copy of- Origen. But hear now th? printing presses co, the cylinders of the Appletons, the Harp'rs, th 3 Lippincotts, the Peter sens, the Ticknors, anl you ran buv for fifty cents more than Benjamin Fraiklin knew. Every workingman in Brooklyn lias a newspaper ora book. Passing along at ni rht fal I the workingman sees a book in th ‘window an l it is five dollars, s > exquisite is the bind ing. “Oh,” he says, “1 wish I could have that book.” Just wait for a few months an l you will getall the value of that bo )k,all the read ing of thatbook in pamnh’ets for ton ennts. Put ten boys of the comm >n schools of B •» >k lyn on one ben h and ten of the ol l phil >s >- phers on another bench rijit onp >s te. and the boys could examine the old ph'los )ph • s, and the old nhilo:sophe”s could notoxamine the boys. Here comes un an ol I philosopher and he says to a lad of seven years: “What is that?'’ “That is a rail load.” “What is that?” “That is the telegraph.” “What is that?” “That is the telephone.” And after it is all explained to him, h<* savs: “Well, I guess 111 go bark to mv pillow of dust. I am hewi'derel, my head is t■irnrl.” Oh, think God, working men and women of America, that veu liaveso many opportuni ties of information. . T lank God. And it is no more true for you than it is forth >se in othe-’ professionother occupations, other business men— thank God that a’l th ;se trials are preparative for Heaven. “B *h -Id. I bring you glad tidings of great joy,’ that Christ, the car jenter of Na<areth. is the workingman's Christ. You get His love into your heart ana y»u can sin; on the wall amid the hailing of the storm, and in the shop amid the shaving of the p ane, and in the mine amid th 1 pjunging of the crowbar, and on the ship’s de k just before you climb the ratlins Christ counts all your droos of sweat. He who counts th? hairs of the hea I < o int; the drops of -oveat. Are you weary? He will give you rest, Are you sick? He will give you heilth Are you sold? He will wrap around you the warm mantle of His everlasting love And then it is all introductory and prefa tory. See those bright ones b<* » ,, o the throne. “Se?.” you say, “they must !>♦* the royal family of Heaven.” Th *y dress like princes, they walk like prin • s. they are princes. None of thecommqn[>eo ple among them. Ah! vo l make a mG’ake, you make a mistake. That bright spirit be fore the throne toiled as hard as she could on earth an 1 earned onlv two shillings a day. That bright spirit before the throne -wii. .ho foil-d amid the Egyptian brick k “is. That bright spirit before the thr ;ne— why, h r < r inken father 1 irne I her out into the midnight cold an I she froze into heaven. That great arr 1 • be fore the throne. who are they? Wuy, of them a 11? up fro n t!io Birmmgha n n lq some from Lowell carpet factories, an l they a r< * so radiant now. I wish vou could h -ar their song The sing in su h perfe t n ord as though they ha I been all eternity prac t i<-in r. If you could only bear their s >ng. whv, it would make the p lgritn’s burden so |i rht, it would make the pilg im s journey so short. I ask what is that sweet song, and th ■ ’“11 me it is th z ‘s »ng of the ransomed woj kng p : ople. And then an angel comes i:p and points to them and -ay-: “Who are they? who are they?' and a voice answers: • These are th<y who came out of great trilai >‘iyn and had their robes washed and rnad“ white in th° blood of the Lamb. Hallelujah! A men!” It is not only possible that a j>< or man in his » f ruggies for bread is ol’.en happier than a rich man wi;h plenty, But it 1- a fact Everything in this world has i s drawbacks, including wealth and rais ing chickens. ■ _—— —~ " ■ Cherries were known in Asia as fai back as the seventeenth century. CHILDREN’S COLUMN. Ten Uttla Toea. Raby is clad in his nightgown white, Pussy cat purrs a soft goo I night, And somebody tolls, for somebody knows, I'he terrible tulo of ten little toes. RIGHT FOOT. Phis too took a small boy, Sam, Into the cupboard after the jam; This little too said, “Oh, no, no;” This little too was anxious to go; This little too said, “ ’Tisn’t quite right;” This tiny little too curled out of sight. LEFT FOOT. This big too got suddenly snubbed; This little too got ruefully rubbed: This little frightened toe cried out, “Bears I” This little timid toe, “Run upstairs!” Down came a jar with a loud slam! slaml This little tiny toe got all the jam. liy Major Want to Church. I once visited a pleasant country-house, the owner of which had a powerful anil sagacious dog called Major. This dog was highly prized by his master and by the people of the neighborhood, lie had saved many lives. Once when a swing rope became entangled around the neck of a little girl, Major held her up until help came. One day the butcher brought in his bill for Major’s provisions. Major’s mas ter thought it altogether too large, and shaking the paper angrily at the dog, he said: “See here, old fellow, you never ate all that meat—did you?” The dog looked hard at the bill, shook himself all over, regarded the butcher with contempt, and then went back to his rug, where he stretched himself out with a low growl of dissatisfaction. The next Sunday, just ns service began at the village church, into my friend’s pew vaulted Major. The Major kept perfectly quiet until we all arose for prayer; then hi' sprang upon the seat, stood on his hind-legs, placed his fore-paw, upon tile front of the pew behind, and stared gravely and reproachfully into the face of the butch er, who looked very niueli confused, and turned first Ted and then pale. The whole congregation smiled and tittered. Major’s master at once took the dog home. But the butcher was more con siderate in his charges from that time. Evidently he felt mortified and con science-stricken. — St. Nicholas. A Hard Boy loved to go to market with his mamma. She let him carry her pass book for her. It always made Roy hap py to help his mam ma. Now, a pass-book is made of clean white paper. Each day the store keeper writes in it the list of the things which are ordered. At the end of the month he sends in his bill, and the one who buys looks it over with the book. In this way no mistakes will be made. One morning Roy saw at the grocer’s a fine black cat sitting on a pile of boxes. He gently stroked her. Tabby seemed to like it, for she purred loudly. Before summer was over she knew Roy well. She always ran to meet him as soon as she saw him. Roy’s papa told him one day that they were all to go across the ocean to stay n year. At first Roy was glad. His tongue never tired with talking about it. But by and by a terrible thought crept into his curly head. He must leave Tabby. That night he cried himself to sleep. But Roy was not the boy to waste time in useless fretting. He soon dried his eyes and set about thinking of some way out of his trouble. It was only when he saw Tabby that the tears would come. At last Roy woke one morning with a light heart. He had made up his mind xvliat to do. He asked nurse to take him for a walk. When he was ready lie took his mamma’s pass-book and hurried off to the place where Tabby lived. Roy offered the book to the grocer, as he had seen his mamma do. Tabby rubbed coaxingly against him as he said-. “Please, sir, I’ll take Tubby. You may put her on the book.” Then he lifted the cat in his arms. “Not so fast, my little man,” answered the storekeeper. “We could not part with Tabby at any price.” Roy’s bright face clouded. He put Tabby down and his tears fell on her pretty fur. Then he gave her one good by hug and walked manfully out of the shop. When his mamma heard about it she kissed him and said : “Mamma is sorry, dear. But you must learn that money cannot buy every thing. Besides, we do not always know what is best for us. We could not take Tabby with us; so she is happier where •he is.” When Roy came home again one of Tabby’s kittens was waiting to welcome him. —C. Emma Cheney. Ho was Competent to Speak. Bagley —My dear, I think I will take to the lecture field. Tie-re is a heap of money to be made in the business. Mrs. B. (scornfully) Indeed 1 What line will you take? “I haven’t determined. Something about animals would take - birds, for in stance.” “Birds, by all means, Mr. Bagley. Nighthawks, for instance, or oaJs—any thing, Mr. Bagley, that turns night into day as you do.”— Philadelphia Call. The Mos! Perfect Instrnmciit World. Used Exclusively at the “Grand Conservatory of music," OF NEW YORK. Endorsed by all Eminent Artists. LO »' t‘KICKS! EASY TKKMm AUGUSTUS BAUS&CO.,mfBs. 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Manufactured by PFANSCHMIDT, DODGE & CO., 248 & 250 West Polk St., Chicago, 111. nuiwm * i - r.::—TTuntrii- jr.uaM® Are the Finest in the Worll ' These Extracts never vary. SUPERIOR FOR STRENGTH, QUALITY, PURITY, ECONOMY, ETC. Made from Selected Frnlta end Sploei, Insist on having Bastlno's flavors AND TAKE NO OTHERS. SOLD BY ALL CROCERS. EASTIITE & CO., 41 Warren St., New York. SORRVILLE CHAMPION COMBINED Grain Acknowledged by Tiiri'alicmirn to be The King! Rememl’er we make lhe nnly'l'ivo.Cyllmler Crnln Tbrether ami < lover lluller Diet will do the work ot two wp.ir.ile rnrmhhiee. Tlio Clover llullr r le nr.ta elmplrr attachment but e wparato bulling’ cylinder con.lructed ami opera ted upon the mont approver! eclcntlflc prlncfplen. Hue Ibewideet wpnrnfli>g capacity ot any machine In tho market. !«. compact, ilurable, u<ee but one bolt ami require. l<-«. potver mid ba-, fewer working part, tbaiinny oilier macblne. Mo almplo liiroiolrix lion ilia! it is,-itaily under ■ toot). Wi l thrcali protecily all kluda of uraln, peav, timothy, flux, clover, etc. Send for circular, price Ilrt. ,1c , of Tbreeli re, Englnee, Haw Milla and Grain Kegfrlcra, and be euro to mention thia paper. A gen la wanted. Addreaa THE KOPPES MACHINE CO. ORRVILLE, O. amaiwniE *?LIN!MENT nrr-CUREa —Diphtheria, Croup, As’hrnn, Bronohitia, Neuralgia, Biieumatinm, Bleeding at Hoarr./ti.' ki I flur-nari, H.-i'Kiug CourFi, whooping Cough. Catarrh, Cholera Morbua.DyHeotory. Ct run io JJiarrra:;i, F Mncy TroaoKU. ar d Hpinoi pircMrs._Pamjphlet f roe. Dr. I. 3. Johnson A Co.7Boi*foa, Mam. PArOO’ S Pi LLS TlvMPißa were a wonderful dianovery. T’o uthera like f’.irtn In the world. V/iff poaitiveir cure or relieve all manner of diMaae. 7'uc informal \n around each box H worth ten tinea «Ofct or a box or r>: a. Pin lo i’ about them and you will aiwaya be thanitfu!. Oah bill a d<A«e. liJuMratod parnpni* t fr' f Bo’d everywhere, or went t>y mail for 26c. In wtampa. Dr. I. fl. jOHNMON AiCO 32 C.R. Ht. Rmton. MlftKE HENS LfiO /j ■< | a- - Rubbing! No Rarkarhe! No Sore Fingers! H'orniNb'd nos to Clothri. Auk your Grocer for it. 1f ho cannot s*np» ply you, one cake will bo mnlicd mica on receipt of six two cent, utsmp* for pnatage. A bountiful nloloro<l ’‘Chromo” with three butt*. Heal ers and Grocers should write for particulars. C. A. SHOUOY & SON, ROCKI'Onn, ILL. DURKEE'S (jfSICCATfQ ■I | . nil 1 iCDMPLETE FLAVOR OF THE PLANT RAND ■spices MU STA R D SALAD DRESSING F LA V ORING KF ■ I QAKING POWDER X I?Hh LIE^ R ESAu CE ® |BATS.FISHBv GENUINE INDIA “S® ‘CURRY POWDER W - «- 1.-THEs; ? AWRENGE PURE LINSEED'OIL n MIXED rAINTS READY FOR USE. Tlie Beat Paint Made. Guaranteed to contain no water, benzine, b ary tea, chemicals, rubber, ssbeotos, rosin, gloss oil, or other similar adulterations. A full guarantea on every package and directions for use, so putt any one not a practical painteAjan use It. Handsome sample cards, showing 88 beautiful shades, mailed frepjon application. If not kept by you* dealer, write tp .us. Bo careful to ask Mr “UE LAWRENCE PAINT!/* ■nd do not take any othdr said to be •• as good M Lawrence’s.*' iW. W. UWRENOE t 00./ PITTSBURGH. PA. /T'WvV BEFORE paint l>y ou Hiiouid Y'-v-s,; X' zeAV'Ylt/ examine '■"At vXva x WETHERILL’B \ ffff I'ortfolloof xXwi^ > T'- Z Xz > Z o,d •'■’■"hloned Zz’ nomen,QirniTiAnno Cot'agen, Huburban Besl<leii« s, 01e.,c01/ / ' ,z 7> *-A orcil to match />- Z” kfcjA hba.l. sos Xl and showing thp . 'a* —latest and most es- Sjfx ” fective combination We tntr r,f <!O * Or ® It* house ante. tb. painting. e/,bi<nts Ifyouraealor nna not of every 0,1 r Portfolio, »i*k him p*' ,k >K« | to iwikl to us for one. You uTi sc’l ean then seo exactly how ah. Ab i '6' *>- your bouse will upixar READY- ‘ ' when flnlxherl. MIXED \ f\ Do this ami use'‘Atlas” PAINT ' zaJ < Ready-Miaed Paint and in ‘ M ; burn yourself Mitbifnctiou. Mr:!.'.! A Guarantee. J HGeo.D.Wetherill&Co. SX/JkinA f 7-1 WHITE LEAD and PAINT ,/vAi? I jj MANUFACTURERS, / LfiSe North Front Bt. PHLLAO’A, PA.