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i 84HE Mfflffl Removing a Man's Kidney to Save his Life. Heroic Treatment of an Apparently Hopeless Case. An Evansville (Ind.) dispatch says: For the last ten months Joseph Whye, of Warrick county, has been an inmate of the Evansville city hospital. He came to the hospital to be treated for an intense jumping pain in his left side, the cause of which was at first unknown. Being carefully watched by the atrr nKvcinions on/1 Viavincr VtAPTI PHVPT1 R KUU1U6 ?es O special course of treatment for what was considered to be Bright's 'disease of the kidneys without avail, there was nothing left !o do but wait for further symptoms. These came after a time in a small swelling which appeared in the left ride, which, after it was hrst noticed, developed rapidly. The case was diagnosed then as an abscess of the kidney, and the accompanying flow of bloody pus which comes at a certain stage of this disease, confirmed it The suppuration was exceedingly Erofu.se, and was kept up by the flow of quid through the kidney. The disease is exceedingly dangerous and the only chance which a person afflicted has is that when the abscess bursts it will not be in the loins, but in such a place as -will be readily drained by the natural outlet. Iu Whye's case, from the symptoms shown, it was considered that the abscess was discharging slightly in the loins, and that in a short time the abdominal cavity would be filled with virulent pus, which was sure to set up a peritonitis which could only end fatally. A consultation was held in the case at which all the local physicians were present, and the conclusion was reached that the only chance under the circumstances which the patient had, was to remove the offending kidney. This rare and difficult operation was performed at the hospital yesterday afternoon. It attracted all the local medical talent. After f>?? Tvnt,if?nt. had been out under the influ ence of an anaesthetic, an incision was made in the abdominal wall just below the umbilicus, about six inches long. Great care was taken not to lacerate the intestines, and a director was used when cutting through the peritoneum. After the opening had been made into the abdominal cavity, the intestines were pushed aside and partly raised so as to enable the surgeon to get at the diseased kidney. The kidney was found to be greatly swollen and adherent in many places to the surrounding tissue. By delicate manipulation the adhering surfaces were separated so that the full extent of the kidney could be readily felt and examined. It was found to be affected in every part by the disease and changed in color. It was hard and soft in spots and its elements were evidently fast changing into pus, a large amount of which was found in the abdominal cavity. This was at once removed. Keeping the neighboring internal organs out of the way, the surgeon gradually worked the kidney upward until it was brought into a favorable position for cutting. The appendage which united it to the other organs was unusually thick, and it required several cuts with scissors to sever it. The kidney was then removed from the body, while the blood spurted from the lacerated arteries into the abdominal cavity. The bleedine Doints were picked up after much difficulty* and the arteries were ligatured, after the patient had lost a large amount of blood from hemorrhage. The abdominal cavity was then carefully washed out with an antiseptic solution and every trace of the irritating pus removed. An examination was made also of the other kidney. It was found in a healthy enough condition to do double duty. The intestines and other organs being properly returned to position, the opening in the abdoman was closed by silver and catgut sutures and the wound bandaged with antiseptic dressings. The patient rallied from the attending shock and appeared to have a chance of recovery. MISS BAYARD'S DEATH. The Secretary'8 Eldest Daughter Expircs Suddenly of Heart Disease. Miss Katherine Bayard, the eldest daughter of the secretary of state, was to have assisted Miss Rose Cleveland, the President's ?ister, at her afternoon reception in the executive mansion on the 16th. When Miss Anne Bayard called Miss Katherine, about 2 o'clock, to prepare for this duty, the silence of death was the response to the voice of that sister. Since her father bocame secretary of state the burdens of social duties incident to this honorable position had mainly devolved upon Miss Bayard, for the mother has been in illhealth for some time. At this season, when receptions are occurring nearly every night, Miss Bayard had made it a rule not to rise until two o'clock in the afternoon, that at least she might have the recuperating benefit -of a long rest after each fatiguing night vine Duaas were ciosea ana tne room was -darkened by curtains that the light of day might not interfere with her sleep. To the warning that she had no time to lose if she intended to be at tho White House at 3 -o'clock there was no reply. The curtain was then drawn aside and the blinds opened to ?id the sister in rousing her. Apparently she was asleep. Her face was warm but there was a stillness about the body that excited the worst suspicions. Her father and the family doctor were hastily summoned, bat the latter decided that the unfortunate young lady had been dead for several hours, caving succumbed to heart disease, to which she had been subject for some time. Hiss Bayard had assisted her father and mother at the secretary's usual Friday nijrht reception during the evening, and when jhe retired complained of feeling tired. Miss Bayard was the only lady invited to receive with Miss Cleveland. When the sad news of her death was received the many ladies who had already arrived at the White House were shocked beyond expression, and the reception was at once postponed. The President also cancelled an engagement to attend a theatre party during the evening, and the White House was ordered closed. Miss Bayard was one of the leading figures in Washington society, her beauty, wit and charming manners attracting much attention at all entertainments where she appeared. She was the pride of her parents, ana her untimely death creates widespread sympathy for the bereaved family. Her burial took place at Wilmington. DeL vim Mm a rrmw .NJtiW oTATLo. A Chance for Three Territories?Position of Senator Voorhees. United States Senator Voorhees, who has introduced bills to admit Montana and Washington Territories to the Union, has been asked by a Washington correspondent if he intended to make the admission of Dakota conditional on the admission of Montana, as it has been reported that the Democrats were disposed to do. He replied; "I can speak only for myself. I think the best arrangement that we can make is to admit Dakota, Montana and Washington together. They must all come in soon, and they mignt as well come in now. I do not see j how we can prevent Dakota's coming in. She has a voting population of 80,000, and is certainly entitled to admittance. I thought at first that I should -oppose the division of Dakota, but I do not see how I can. The Territory has an area of five times my own State, and South Dakota will be about as large as Ohio and Indiana. Montana has a voting population of 26,000 and Washington a voting population of 40,000. There are not fifteen congressional districts in the country with the population of Washington, and not a hundred with that of Montana. Dakota is Republican. Montana is Democratic, and I am confident will remain so. Washington is close and may be won by either party. If she comes into the Union by Democratic votes under a Democratic administration, our chances in the new State will be all the better. It seems to me much the best plan to take in these three Territories at once. They are entitled to it, j and politically it will be as fair and equitable an arrangement as can be made." Several prominent Democrats are reported to agree with Mr. Voorhees. Mr. Springer expresses the opinion that the House committee on Territories will report favorably on the division and admission of Dakota unless the party shall hold a caucus upon the subject. In that event it is his opinion that the decision would be adverse. Lowly, Bat Welcome. tThea I have said my quiet say, When I have sung my little song, flow sweetly, sweetly dies the day, The valley and tlx hill along; How sweet the summons, "Come awayf That calls me from the busy throng. I thought beside the water's flow Awhile to lie beneath the leaves, I thought in autumn's harvest glow To rest my head upon the sheaves; But lo! me thinks the day was brief And cloudy; flower, nor fruit, nor leaf I bring, and yet accepted, free And blest, my Lord I come to thee. What matter now for promise lost, Through blaat of sprmg or summer rains? What matter now for purpose crost, For broken hopes, and wasted pains? What if the olive little yields, What if the grape be blighted? Thine The corn upon a thousand tields,? TTnAn a fhrtncnnH hi!l< fchft vine. Thou lovest still the poor; Oh, blest In poverty beloved to be! Less lowlv is my choice confess'd, I love the rich in loving thee! My spirit bare before thee stands, I bring no giftj I ask no sign; I come to thee with empty hands, The surer to be filled from thine. ?Dora Greenivell. RELIGIOUS READING. Urcat Triumphs. "Behold I see the heavens open, and the Son of Man standing on the right hand of God." Thus spake the proto-matyr in the expectation or death. And in all ages have there been those across whose vision, at their dying hour, similar scenes of blessedness have passed. As orbs of light meet our gaze when the darkness of nightfall covers the earth, so do scenes of glory sometimes appear to the Christian when the shadows of evening closes his day of life. "Christ"?"angels"?"beautiful" ? "magnifrcent"?"delightful," wa3 the language of the expiring Dr. Hope. "Home, home!" said Normand Smith. "I see the 2s'ew Jerusalem. They praise him?they praise him." "Now farewell, world," said Rev. Mr. Holland, "welcome heaven; the Day Star from on high has visited my heart. Oh speak it when I am gone, and preach it at my funeral. God dealeth familiarly with man. I feel his mercy. I see his majesty. Whether in the body or out of the body 1 cannot tell: but I see things which are unutterable." I have been," said Walker of Truro, "upon the wings of cherubim. Heaven has in a manner been opened to me. I shall soon be there." "Do you see," said Edmund Auger, "that blessed assembly who await my arrival? Do you hear that sweet music,with which those holy men invite me, that I may henceforth be partaker of their happiness? How delightful it is to be in the society of blessed spitits! Let us go. We must go. Let me go!" "You seem to enjoy foretastes of heaven," said one to H. S. Golden. Oh, this is no longer a foretaste," was the joyful assent, "this is heaven. I not only feel the climate, but I breathe the ambrosial air of heaven, and sooj shall enjoy the company." "If I must die?ami die I must? Let some kind seraph come, And bear mo on his friendly wing, Tft mr in I ItmnA "V Of Canaan's land, from Plagah's top, May I but have a view, 1 Though Jordon should o'erflow its banks, I'll boldly venture through. ?Independent. The First Two Disciples. Memorable as John's testimony was, it seems on the first day to have produced no immediate result But on the second day, when the Baptist was standing accompanied by two of his disciples, Jesus again walked by, and John, fixing upon him his intense and earnest gaze, exclaimed again, a3 though with involuntary awe and admiration, "Behold the Lamb of God!" The words were too remarkable to be again neglected, and the two Galilsean youths who heard them followed the retreating figuie of Jesus. He caught the sound of their timid footsteps,and turning round to look at them as they came near, he gently asked, "What seek ye?" It was but the very beginning of his ministry; as yet they could not know him for all that he was; as yet they had not heard the gracious words that proceeded out of his lips; in coming to seek Him thu3 they might be actuated by inadequate motives, or even by mere passing curiosity; it was fit that they should come to Him by spontaneous impulse, and declare their object of their own free wilL i3ut how deep and full of meaning is that question, and how sternly it behooves all who come to their Lord to answer it! One of the holiest of the church's saints, St. Bernard, was in the habit of warning himself by the solemn query, "Beniardi, ad quid veiiistiV?"Bernard, for what purpose art thou here?" Self-examination could assume no more searching form; but all the meaning which it involved was concentrated in that quiet and simple question, 'What seek ye ?" They came and saw where Jesus dwelt, and as it was then four in the afternoon, stayed there that day, and probably slept there that night; and before they lay down to sleep they knew and felt in their inmost hearts that the kingdom of heaven had cona* that, f.hft hr?n?<* nf Inner ftpnturinu worn ? J o now fulfilled, that they had besii in the presence of Him who wa3 the de Bire of all nations, the Priest greater than Aaron, the Prophet greater than Moses, the King greater than David, the true Star of Jacob and Scepter of Israel. One of those two youths who came earliest to Christ was Andrew. The other suppressed his own name because he was the narrator, the beloved disciple, the evangelist, St. John. No wonder that the smallest details, down even to the very hour of the day, was treasured in his memory, never to be forgotten, even in extreme old age.? Farrar. Keports frem almost every quarter are being daily received showing conclusive evidence that the liquor element is becoming alarmed at the rapid progress made by the temperance advocates. They have deemed it imperative to organize themselves and prepare for an aggressively defensive campaign. Let them proceed. The more they agitate the more will the iniquitous system be shown up in its true light, and the patriotic public will demand its total extinction.? West Grove (Penn.) Independent. OR MIME SERMON. CHOICE OF A HUSBAND. Text: "The Lord grant you that ye may find rest, each of you in the house of her husband."?Ruth i., 9. This was the prayer of pious Naomi -for Ruth and Orpan, began the preacher. It is an appropriate prayer now in behalf of unmarried womanhood. Naomi, the good old soul, knew that the devil would take their cases in hand if God did not, and so she prays: "The Lord grant you that ye may find rest, each of you in the house of her husband. " I applaud the celibacy of a multitude of women who, rather than make unfit selection, have made none at all. It has not been a lack of opportunity for marital contract on their part, but their own culture and refinement and their exalted idea as to what a husband ought to be have caused their declination. They have seen so many women marry imbeciles or ruffians, or incipient sots or lifetime incapables, or magnificent nothings cm* men who before marriage were angelic and afterward diabolic, that they have been alarmed and stood back. They saw so many boats go into the maelstrom that they steered into other waters. Better for a woman to live alone, though she lived a thousand years* than to bo annexd to some of these musculine failures with which society is surfeited. The patron saint of almost every family circle is some such unmarried woman, and among all the families of cousins she moves around, and her coming in each house is the morning and her going away is the night. In my large circle of kindred, perhaps twenty families in all, it was an Aunt JPhceoe. Paul gave a letter of introduction to one whom he calls "Phoebe, our sister," as she went up from Cenchrea to Rome, commending her for her kindness and Christian service, ancl imploring for her all courtesies. I think Aunt Phoebe was named after her. Was there a sickness in any of the households, she was there ready to sit up and count out the drops of medicine. "Was there a marriage, she nelped deck the bride for the altar. Was there a new soul incarnated, she was there to reioice at the nativity. "Was there a sore bereavement, she was "there to console. The children rushed out at her first appearance crying, "Here comes Aunt Phoebe, and but for parental interference they would have pulled her down with their caresses, for she was not very strong, and many severe illnesses had given her enough glimp;>es of the next world to make her lieavenly-minded. "De Witt," she said to me one day, "twice in my life I have been so overwhelmed with the love of God that I fainted away and could hardly be resuscitated. Don't tell me there is no heaven. I have seen it twice." If you would know how her presence would sootho an anxiety or lift a burden, or cheer a sorrow or leave a blessing on every room in the house ask any of the Talmages. She has tarried at her early home, taking care of an invalid father, until the blood of life hud somewhat faded, but she could interest the young folks with some three or four tender passages in her own history, so that we all knew that it was not through lack of opportunity that she was not the queen of one household, instead of being a benediction on a whole circle of households. At about seventy years of age she made her last visit to my house, and when she sat in my Philadelphia church I was more embarrassed at her presence than by all the audience, because I felt that in religion I had got no further than the ABC, while she had kerned the whole alphabet, and for many years had finished the Y and Z. When she went out of this life into the next what a shout there must have been in heaven from the front door clear up to the back seat in the highest gatfer}\ I saw the other day in the village cometery of Somerville, N. J., her restingplace, the tombstone having on it the words which thirty years ago she told me she would like to have inscribed there, namely, "The morning cometh." Had she a mission in the world? Certainly. As much as Caroline Herschel, as much as had Florence Nightin gale, the nurse of unmea, or urace juornng, the oarswoman of the LoDg Stone lighthouse, or Margaret Breckenridge at Vicksburg or Mary Snelton distributing roses and grapes and cologne in Western hospital, or thousands of other glorious women like them, who never took the marriage sacrament. Appreciate all this, my sister, and it will make yo.u deliberate before you rush out of the single state into another unless you are sure of betterment. It is easier for a man to find an appropriate wife than for a woman to find a gocd husband. Statistics show that in Massachusetts and Now York States women have a majority of hundreds of thousands. It would seem that woman is a favorite with the Lord, and that therefore he has made more of that kind. From the order of the creation in Paradise it is evident that the woman is an improved edition of man. Whatever be the reason for it, the fact is certain that she who selects a husband has a smaller number of people to select from than he who selects a wife. If a man err in his selection he can spend his evenings at the club and dull his sensibilities by tobacco smoke, but woman has no club-room for refuge, and would find it difficult to habituate herself to cigars. If a woman makes a bad job of marital selection the jrjbability is notwng due a iuneroi can relieve iu divorce cases in court may interest the public, but the love-letters of a married couple are poor reading except for those who write them. Pray God that you be delivered from irrevocable mistake. If you have made such engagement your first duty is to break it. Further, do not unite in maiTiage with a man of bad habits in the idea of reforming him. If now, under the restraint of your present acquaintance, he will not give up his bad habits, after he has won the prize you cannot expect him to do so. You might as well plant a violet in the face of a northeast storm with the idea of appeasing it. You might as well run a schooner alongside of a burning ship with the idea of saving the ship The consequence will be schooner and ship will be destroyed together. The almshouse could tell the story or a hundred women who married men to reform them. If by twentyfive years of age a man has been grappled by intoxication he is under such headway that your attempt to stop him would be very much like running up the track with a wheelbarrow to stop a Hudson River express train. What you call an inebriate nowadays is not a victim to wine or whisky, but to logwood and strychnine ana nux-vomica. All these poisons have kindled their fires in his tongue and brain, and all the tears of a wife's weeping cannot extinguish the flames. Instead of marrying a man to reform him, let him reform first and then give him time to see whether the reform is to be permanent. Let him understand that if he cannot do without his bad habits for two years he must do without you forever. Avoid union with one supremely selfish or so wound up in his occupation that he has no room for another. His disposition is a longlife protest a.gainst marriage. Some are so married to their occupation or profession that the taking of any other bride is a case of bigamy. There are men so severely tied to their literary works as was Chatterfcon, whoso essay was not printed because of the death of the lord mayor. Chatterton made out the following account: "Lost by the lord mayor's death in this essay, one pound, eleven shillings, sixpence. Gamed in elegies and essays, five pounds and five shillings." Then he put what ho had gained by the lord mayor's death opposite to what ha had lost, and wrote under it; "Am glad he is dead by three pounds, thirteen shillings, and sixpence." When a man is as hopelessly literary as that he ought to be a perp?tual celibate. Some of the mightiest men this world ever saw have not patronized matrimony. Cowper, Pope, Newton, Swift, Locke, Walpole, Giboon, Hume, Arbuthnot were single. Some of these marriage would have helped. The right kind of a wife would have cured Cowper's gloom and given to Newton more practicability and been a relief to Lockers overtasked brain. A Christian wife might have converted Hume and Gibbon to a belief in Christianity. But Dean Swift did not deserve a wife from the way in which he broke the heart of Jane Waring first and Esther Johnson afterward, and last of all, Vanessa. The great wit of his day, he was outwitted by his own cruelties. Because most marriages are fit to be made convinces us that they are divinely arranged. Almost every cradle has an affinity toward some other cradle. They may be on the opposite sides 01 ine earcn, out one child gets out of this cradle, another child gets out of that cradle, and with their first steps they start for each other. They may diverge from the straight path, going toward the north or south or east or west. They may fall down, but the two rise facing each other. They are approaching all through infancy. The one, all through the years of boyhood, is going to meet the one who is coming through all the years of girlhood to meet him. The decision of parents as to what is best concerning them and the changes of fortune may for a time seem to arrest the two journeys, but on they go. They may never have seen each other. The may never have heard of each other. , I but the WO pilgrim* -Who started at tb& two cradles are Bearing. After eighteen or twenty or thirty years the two come within sight. At the firs# glance they may feel a dislike and they may slacken their step. Yet something that the world calls fate and that religion calls Providence urges them on and on. They must meet. They come near enough to join hands in social acquaintance, after while to join hands in friendship, after awhilo to join hearts. The delegate from the one cradle comes up the east side of the church witb her father. The delegate from the other cradle comes up the west aisle of the church. The two long journeys end at the snowdrift of the bridal veil. The two chains made out of many years are forged together by the golden link which the groom puts upon the third finger of the left hand. One on earth, may thev be one in heaven. But there are so many exceptions to the general rule of natural affinity that only those are safe who pray for a heavenly hand to lead them. Because they depended on themselves and not on God; there are thousands of women every year going to the slaughter. In India women leap on the funeral pyre of a dead husband. We have a worse spectacle A TvtnwiAn mAmmt ma?*aKin uuou uuau Ui douxoi ita?tt vuigu lauuxuci auio leaping on the funeral pyre of a living husband. Thrust your hand through the cage at a menagerie and stroke the back of a cobra from the East Indies. Put your head in the mouth of a Numidian lion to see if he will bite. Take a glassful of Paris green mixed with some delightful henbane. These are safer and healthier fun than answering advertisements for a wife. Marry a rn*n who is a fortune in himself. Houses, lands and large inheritance are well enough, but the whee of fortune turns so rapidly that throug. some investment all these in a few years may be gone. There are some things, however, that are a perpetual fortune?good manners, geniality of soul, kindness, intelligence, sympathy, courage, perseverance, industry and wholeheartedness. Marry such a one t and yon have married a fortune, whether he have an income now of $50,000 a year or an ? income of $500. A bank is secure according to its capital stock, and not to be judged by the deposits for a day or a week. A man is * rich according to his sterling qualities and not r according to the vacillation or circumstances which may leave with him a large amount of * resources to-day and withdraw them to- t morrow. If a man is worth nothing but money he is poor indeed. If a man have up- s right character he is rich. Property may j am/1 #?a io nf t.hfl TTlAf VWUO Oliu UV iO LUUV^UUVIVU* w* ....... kets. Nothing can buy him out, nothing can sell him out. He may have more money one year than another, but his better fortunes never vacillate. Yet, do not expect to find a perfect man. If you find one without any faults, incapable of mistakes, never having guessed wrongly, his patience never having Been perturbed, immaculate in speech, in temper, in habits, do not marry him. Why? Because you would enact a swindle. What would you do with a perfect man who are not perfect yourself? And how dare you hitch your imperfection fast on such supernatural excellence! What a companion you would make for an angel! In other words, there are no perfect men. There never was but one perfect pair, and they slipped down the banks of Paradise together. We occasionally find a man who says he never sins. We know he lies when he says it We have had financial dealings with two or three perfect men and they cheated us wofully. Do not, therefore, look for an immaculate husband for you will not find him. But do not become cynical on this subject. Society has a great multitude of grand men who know how to make home happy. When they come to be husbands they evince a nobility of nature and self-sacrificing spirit that surprise even the wife. These are the men who sit cheerfully in dark and dusty business offices, ten feet by twelve, in summertime hard at work, while the wives and daughters are off at Saratoga, Mount Desert or the White Sulphur. These are the men c who, never having much education them- i Viavn tiioir enna at Vain Anrl Harvard and Virginia university. These aro the men 1 who work themselves to death by fifty years of i age and go out to Greenwood leaving large estates and geaerous life insurance 1 provision for their families. There [ are husbands and fathers here by . the hundreds who would die for their house- 1 holds. If outlawry should ever become dom- ? inant in our cities they would stand in their doorway and with their one arm would cleave ? down one by one fifty invaders, face to frice, 1 foot to foot, and every stroke a demolition. This is what makes an army in defense of a f country fight more desperately than an army ( of conquest It is not so much the abstract sentiment of a flag as it is a wife and children J and home that turns enthusiasm into " fury. The world has such men by the million, and the homunculi that infest all our communities must not hinder women from appreciating the glory of true manhood. I was reading of a bridal reception. The d young man had brought home the choice of his heart in her elaborate and exquisite ap- a parel. As she stood in the gay drawing-room and amid the gay group tne young man's eyes filled with tears of joy as he thought a that she was his. Years passed by and they stood in the same parlor on another festal occasion. She wore the same dress, for busi- t ness had not opened as bright to the young B husband as be expected, ana ne naa nevei been able to purchase for her another dress, t Her faco was not as bright and smooth as if j had been years before, and a careworn look had made its signature on her countenance. * As tlie husband looked at her he saw the dif- r ference between this occasion and the former, . anl he went over where she sat and said: 1 "You remember the time when we were hen a before. You have the same dress on. Circumstances have somewhat changed, but yotj c look to me far more beautiful than you did then." There is such a thing as oonjugai fidelity, and many of you know it in youi t own homes. I imagine the hour for which j you pledged your truth has arrived. Then Is much merry-making among your young c friends, but there is an undertone of sadness in all the house. Your choice may have been the gladdest and the best, and the joy of the I whole round of relatives, but when a young t. eaglet is about to leave the old nest and is preparing to put out into sunshine and storm C lor itself it feels its wings tremble l somewhat So she has a good cry before leaving home, and at the 1 marriage father and mother always cry, or i, feel like it. If you think it is easy to give up a daughter in marriage, though it be with 8 brightest prospects, you will think different- t ly when the day comes. To have all along watched her from infancy to girlhood, ana v from girlhood to womanhood, studious of Her welfare, her slightest illness an anxiety, and her presence in your home an ever-increasing y joy, and then have her go away to some other home?ave. all the redolence of orange blossoms and all the chime of marriage bells and c all the rolling of wedding march in full diapason, and all the hilarious coogratula- a tions of your friends cannot make you forget v that you are suffering a loss irreparable. But you know it is all right, and you have a re- P membrance of an embarkation just like it t] twenty-five or thirty years ago, in which you , were one of the parties, ana suppressing as possible your sadness, you say "Good-byr I hope that you, the departing daughter, will not forget to write often home, for whatever betide you, the old folks will never lose their interest in your welfare. Make visits to them also as often and stay as long as you can, for there will be changes at the old place P after awhile. Every time you go you will q find more gray hairs on father's head and more wrinkles on mother's brow, and after a s. while you will notice that the elastic step has j( become decrepitude. And some day one of ,, the two pillars of his early home will fall,and after awhile the other pillar of that home fi will fall, and it will be a comfort to yourself, when they are gone, you can feel that while 0 you are faithful in your new home you can v never forget your old home and the first friends you ever had and those to whom you n are more indebted than you ever can be to ?] ?T>w /-.Tin alsa o-rr*?r?t. tn fiod?I TTlPJin VOllT CXL1J VUW v?w ? jl father and mother. . lJ The efforts of the Law and Order * <T league to suppress] the sale of liquor in this town have been not only commend- r< able but successful to an encouraging cx- *c tent. No doubt a consibcrablc quantity of liquor is still sold, but with great can- S1 tion and to regular customers who can ? be relied upon not to expose the dealer. ^ It has been proved that liquor selling can 11 be restricted; and we are glad that there are men in Marblehead who are not afraid 0 to hunt down the liquor traffic, in the ^ face of criticism, indifference and opposition. Let the league have the support ^ of a temperance board of selectmen and u we shall see a better condition of things c another year.?Words of Cheer, Marble- P head, Mass. I TEMPERANCE DEPARTMENT.' Song of tlie Drink. Wtth garments faded and worn, Witt eyes that with weeping were red, A woman sat till the boars of morn, Waiting his coming with dread. "WaitI wait! waitl Till tl e heart is ready to sink, And still in a sad, despairing tone, Shesang the Song of the Prink. Drink t drink! drink! While the sun is rising high, And drink! drink! drink! Till tbe stars are in the sky. It is oh! to be carried in strife Away by some barbarous band, Rather than Kve a drunkard's sad wife, In the midst of this Christian land. Drink! drinkI drink! Till the brain is all on fire; TVinlfl JW.I, t I A/1 IUA1 UifUlAl Uilll&l Till he wallows in the mire, Rum, and brandy and gin, Gin, and brandy, and rum, Till in the glitter he falls asleep; And I wait, but be does not come. Oh, men; enriched by the drink, Men whose coffers are filling up, Not drink a alone are you dealing out, But a skeleton in the cup. You sell! sell! sell! Though its victims downward sink, Swallowing at once, with a double gulp, Grim Death, as well as drink. ?Mr*. F. Terwiliger. How Drunkards are Made. At a meeting in Philadelphia, during he week of prayer, one of the speak;rs related this incident: A lad was approached by one of ;hose dispensers of that which deprives nen of their property and destroys joth body and soul, who- solicited him ;o come into his place of destruction md take a glass of lemonade. The boy lesitated, but on being assured that le would get nothing but a glass of lice, sweet lemonade, he was inducetf x> go in. Sure enough, he was offered vhat had been promised him and nothng more. This was repeated several inied", till at length, the trap having >een set, it was now time to spring it. Accordingly, the rum-seller began his rork by dropping into the glass of emonade one drop of strong liquor, in:reasing it so as imperceptibly to form in he lad a taste for it. As the boy never )aid for his drinks, one of the old cusomers of the place asked the landlord vhy he so favored him. He replied by aying, "Do you see that fine mansion ipon th e hill yonder? That belongs to he boy's father, and will probably soon )elong to him, and then in turn it may bcong to me." Fiendish! Horrible! A long-headed, lecp-laid scheme to ruin a family and rob hem of their property; for certainly such i scheme, if successful, could be looked ipon as nothing less than downright rob )ery, and as much a penitentiary offence is any o ther kind of robbery. But are lot all rumsellers alike in this respect? rhey do not care who is hurt, who comes o grief, who suffers the pangs of hunger ind cold, who goes to a home of sorrow md wretchedness, whose children cry for jread, or whose wife is abused, or beaten^ >r murdered, so they but fill their own ;offers and live on the fat of the land.? Ezchanac. The Cider Curse. About the ugliest, sourest, meanest [runkard on the globe, is the cider drunkrd. He does not need to visit saloons, is saloon is down cellar; and he drinks nd guzzles, and scolds and swears, until ie makes his home a hell, and life a mrden to all around him. There are ome who object to drinking rum, or randy, but think there is no harm in Irinking cider. The stimulating and inoxicating principle in cider, wine, brandy, fin, rum, lager beer and all these other ntoxicants, is the same; it is alcohol, ,nd alcohol i9 the same poisonous and leadly agent where it is found. Distil the alcohol out of cider, wine, ?eer or brandy, and what is left would >e simply dish-water. No man would [rink cider if the alcohol was taken out if it. "But sweet cider does not do any rnrt," says one. No; and a man puts a >arrel of sweet cider into his cellar; he [rinks a glass of it, and it is sweet; he akes another glass, and that is sweeter; le keeps drinking and drinking until the >arrel is empty, and the last glass is the weetest of all, and then he is ready to ap a new barrel. You can no more tell rhen sweet cider becomes sour than you an tell when a boy becomes a man, or rhen a pig becomes a hog. The man who commences with sweet ider is likely to proceed to sour cider, nd finish off with rum, gin, brandy, nil t.hfi ratalofrue of alcoholic ' ? o oisons which, ruin mankind and desolate he world. Boys, let cider alone!?Tht Pacific. The Cost of It. The venerable Archdeacon Bardsley has ut the financial aspect of the drink uestion in a very striking way in a peech. He said "Regarding the subjet from a financial point of view, if hey took the Bible, and began with the ret letter, and went right on to the end f Revelation, they would find there rere about 3,000,000 letters. They light then place forty sovereigns on lie top of each letter before they had tie sum spent annually in the country 3r drink. During1 the years 1875-6 and Qiy^f ?.4 OO AAA AAA nrAnn nrvnnf /IrinV v it) tjrtuAj vv/Uj uuv/ nwc iwx uixua.. 'o cart that sum of money they would squire 2,716 carts, each cart being >aded with a ton and a quarter of gold )vereigns. That would give a procesion twelve miles long. The amount of rain used for brewing purposes per ear, if turned to good account, would lake 117 four-pound loaves for every imily in Great Britain. Merchants and thers were crying 'hard times, hard lines,' and complaining of over-producion. This, at first sight, seemed true, ut if the money spent in drink were scd in clothing the poor women and hildren to be found in large towns, overroduction would be done away with. Vnalith Paper. \ . - :f " ./r : v POPULAR SCIENCE. The Indians of Mexico illumine their path by night with a phosphorescent insect which is far more brilliant than our fire-fly. They feed their lights on sugarcane instead of from the kerosene oil can, and increase their brilliancy by dipping them in water. These insects are said to afford light enough to read by. Dr. C. Heitzmann, of New York, an expert microscopiat, claims that, by an examination of the bfood of any person, he can discover whether the blood be pure or not, whether there be any latent impurity or hereditary disease which should render the person an unfit subject for life-insurance or even for matrimony. Somebody says in a London paper thai the highest velocity yet imparted to a cannon hall is 1,626 feet per second, equal to a mile in 3.2 seconds. The velocity of the earth at the equator, due to rotation on its axis, is 1,000 miles per hour, or a mile in 3.6 seconds; thus, if a cannon ball were fired due west and could maintain its initial velocity, it would beat the sun in [ its apparent journey around the earth. An area of about four and one-half square miles forms the nucleus of the whole oil-bearing region of the Caucasus, j The naptha-bearing beds consist of sand, I calcareous clays, marls, and in places compact sandstone, often of great thickness and penetrated by bands of pyrites. As in Pennsylvania,the naphtha is in some places associated with salt water, which gives much trouble in driving bore holes. The plateau is on a level of about 140 feet above the surface of the Caspian; and a depth of 700 feet below that great lake has been reached by the borers. The apparent phenomenon by which the sun and moon in rising or setting seem greatly enlarged, says Stroobart, in the result of causes, both purely physiological? one, the greater sensitiveness of the eye to angular magnitudes near the horizon; the other, a direct effect of the feeble light in the enlargement of the pupil, which, it would seem, tends to magnify objects, even when artificially produced. Thus it is shown by experiments that the distance between two luminous points within a room suffers the same apparent change as in the constellations, when, without altering the distance from the eye, the altitude is gradually increased. It is stated in a foreign exchange that a company is about to establish large works at St. Petersburg for the purpose of making rails from paper. The paper is subjected to great pressure, and it is said that the material is extremely durable, and can be produced at one third the cost of steel rails. A further advantage would be in their lightness, not only on account of the saving of the cost of carrying and lay ing, but also because they could be made in longer lengths than is the case at the present time, therefore the number of joints will be fewer, and consequently less oscillation to the carriages, and the wear and tear to both permanent way and rolling stock reduced to a minimum. A greater adhesion also would be offered by these rails to the driving wheels of the engine, and the working expenses reduced accordingly. How to Pop the Question. I have in my possession a postal card on which is the inquiry: "Which is the best way to pop the question?" I have had talks with several hundred men in my time on this very point. These talks partook very largely of the character of experiences, and I may say that I have yet to hear of a single happy connubial union that sprung out of a purely commercial proposal. Nor have I known anything good to come of a marriage springing from a proposal that had been carefully prearranged. The happiest I have known were those which grew out of a moment that seemed created on the spot for the very occasion. A man may have loved a woman ten years without having such a moment as this burst upon him?though I wouldn't give much for a love that couiant come -to a head sooner. But if it is love, the moment will come. It may be in the subdued light; or on the steps of the portico; or on the gate; or in the solitude of the forest, where only a bird is swinging and singing in the tree-top, or somewhere by the sea. The place is of no consequence necessarily, but it ought to be secluded to some extent; where the words are in unison; where, when you say something, no matter what it is about, it will touch the invisible wire and send a current of life into her soul. If she does not respond by look or word you can depend upon it, young man, that you are on a cold trail. But if she does! Then put on some more fuel; as it warms, fan it, and as the flames brighten her cheek, and her eyes sparkle as if they were breaking into fragments?and her words wreath about your own, so that your hand is as gentle in its stroke as the step of a fairy?so that she has to look up at you from under the silken lashes? then! If you are not moved by this time to forget where vou are and who you are?an<I if you do not say it then? you deserve to be a toothless bachelor, and you run the risk of making one woman miserable all the days of her life. But there is no fixed rule for it. And when it is over?long years after, maybe when you are sitting by your fireside and the winds of a cruel winter are sounding death taps on your window, if you cannot go back to the place and the time, over and over and over again, and sit down by it, and feel something like incense stealing its way into your soul, God pity you, in your winter of loneliliness, for you didn't pop to the right woman.?Chicago Herald. The Sailors and the Hen. Sailors are usually credited with a good deal of superstition. The following story from the Eastport (Me.) Standard, is a case in point. The steamer New Brunswick, of the International line, recently had a succession of bad voyages. Head winds and storms were encountered on the trips between St. John and Boston. She was due in Eastport on Friday, but did not reach that port until Sunday noon. The sailors ana some of the officers at last concluded that there was a Jonah on board and began to look for the cause of the steamer's ill-luck. It seems that some time ago the steamer's freight included a coop of hens. During the passsage one of the hens got out and as the owner could not get her back into the coop without danger of letting others escape, he gave the hen to one of the deck hands, who kept her in a box on the main deck. There is a superstition among the sailors that if a hen is carried under a tub, bead down, the vessel will encounter head winds as long as the hen Onnr?liirUnrr tVint ? Vtpn in ft lmr I 13 ilUUUlCi. VWUUiUV4*?40 v~,.v %. V ? was just as ill an omen as a hen in a tub, the crew began to mutter and the deck hand was compelled to put his hen ashore. Since that the steamer has had favorable weather and the crew are happy. Boston Traveler. The statisticians now tell us that the reputable M. D.'s in the world now number 190,000. " '^Ifl BULLDOG AND BEAR. | A CONTEST THAT ENDED DISAS* , J TROU8LY FOB BRUIN. A Bear Under a Barn?Whipping: a Mongrel Gnr, bat Unable to Shake off a Brute of Another Sort. Farmer Ira Howland, whose farm Is M about four miles north of Tobyhanna, saw some big tracks in the snow back of his wagon barn yesterday morning, says a re- > /? centScranton(Penn.) letter to the New York Sun. The front of the building -T: rests on a wall not more than six inches from the ground7 while the back side of it stands on stone pillars three feet or more above the ground. The tracks, which were unmistakably those of a large bear, showed plainly that the animal had gone under trie building and was their concealed when Farmer Howland made the unexpected discovery. It was quite $ dark underneaith the barn, and as Farmer Howland 'stooped "? - - i !-i. Ik. /] *3 down ana peereu iuwj mc uain.iicoo, i*o -r.vss fancied that he heard a noise like that ^ made by a beast chewing food. He got ? a shovel and uncovered a heap of snow- f buried stones near the corner of the #jm building. Then he took a stone as large as his fist and hurled it under the barn. An angry growl from the darkness start- ^ led the farmer, and he hastened away to summon Hank Chase, his hired man, and to call the dog. Chase was driving a load of wood through the lane, and, when he heard the voice of his somewhat frightened em- > ployer, he stopped the team, wound the lines around a stake in the sleigh, and r'-%3? ran to the bam. A minute later a large, shaggy, mongrel dog came bounding into the barnyard to see what was wanted of him. Farmer Howland told Chase that there was a ferocious wild animal under the wagon barn, and Chase got a long pole off the fence to poke the animal with. M Farmer Howland told him to hold on a a minute, and then he took the dog to 3* the side of the barn and said: "Fetch him outr Tige?fetch him out, DA A * VVShW The shaggy dog rushed under the bam as brave as a lion, barking as he went, . and the farmer got down on his hands and knees and looked after him. An in- 'M stant later the dog ceased to bark, and the farmer imagined he heard it struggle. ; He continued to tell the dog to "fetch 'im out." The only thing that came out just then was the dog. He could not bo made to go under the barn again, and ia ^ a few minutes he crawled around into . the barnyard, lay down at the foot of ';1 the stack of straw and died. As soon as the dog had abandoned the conflict Chase began to poke around under the barn with the pole. While he ^ was doing this, Farmer Howland hurried to the fence and got another pole and be- ~-h gan to poke, too. The only response for : some time was a series of growls and grunts. They kept poking away, however, and the next thing Parmer Howland knew was that a black monster had sud- :.i:| denly emerged from the darkened space V ^ under the barn and tumbled him nead over heels into the deep snow. The surprised farmer scrambled to his feet in time to see Chase bring his pole down on the bear's back without harming the bear *? x1? ' x liia T\A1A ?'?xgi XII lULb vuooc \jLxyyy\ssM. m? j^v*v when he saw what the animal was, and ran around the corner of the barn to find a place of safety. Farmer Howland undertook to do the same thing, but the bear had been poked so much that he was angry through and through, and he gave vent to some of his rage by knock- , ing the farmer down again before he had - .0 time to get away. Chase ran to the barn and got a pitch- S fork, with which he prodded the bear, making him more angry and desperate than ever. Chase kept on sticking the fork into the bear's hips until he broke it, while Farmer Howland, whose clothes had been badly torn, was fast becoming exhausted from the violent exercise. The ?? hired man was hustling around to find another weapon when he saw Hobart , Allan and his big bulldog sauntering up the . |j road.. "For God's sake, Allen, hurry up here - Ajj with your dog and set him on that bear % back of the barn 1" yelled Chase. Allen ran up and followed Chase to the rear of the barn, with his faithful bulldog at his heels. Allen took in the situation at a glance, and in a low tone he said to his dog: * V&j "Take him by the nose, Savage 1" As quick as a flash the bulldog ran be t ween "Farmer Howland and the bear, and then turning half way round on his hind legs round on his hind legs, he seized the bear by the nose and settled his .teeth . firmly into the flesh before the bear had ' vJ a chance to defend himself. Farmer Howland, all out of breath, became now simply an interested spectator. The bear groaned with pain ana made several desperate efforts to shake the dog loose, but he might as well have undertaken to shake all his hair off, for the dog had gofc a hold that could not be broken. The infuriated bear lifted his head and yanked the dog from the snow, and then lowered his head quickly with the apparent intention of knocking the life out of him, but Savage still had his teeth set deep in the bear's nose. Then the bear rolled over three or four times and tried to crush the &>g under his big body, but Savage was too agile for that game to be played on him, and to the nose he clung. Allen watched the struggle for ten minutes or so, when, fearing that the dog might get fatally hurt, he pulled out a big revolver and shot the bear through the heart. The dog could not be loosed ^ his grip until the bear had been dead for some tiiufi. Workingr Children in Germany. According to the Connertative Monthly (German) there are in Germany no less than 460,474 children under fifteen years of age supporting themselves. Of these 148,262 are engaged in manufacture, 28,629 of them being girls. There is scarcely a branch of industry in which children are not employed. In mines and salt works alone, 5,500 children are employed. Brick, porcelain and glass works employ 5,744 more children, a large proportion of whom are employed at homo in glass blowing, a kind of work especially hurtful for breathing ap paratus which is still in process of development. In spinning mills there are 6.942 children. The figures touching the spinning industry are very complete, and the conclusions which inevitably follow from them are terrible. Beside the 6,942 child spinners, there are 84,000 persons ronging in age from fifteen to twenty years, 31,000 in the years between twenty and thirty, and but.15,700 between thirty and forty. The majority of these workers are women. The natural consequence is the fearful mortality of children in spinning and weaving districts such as Silesia, a mortality which has increased of late jears. Buddhism has not only many votaries in uos Angeles, Cal., but is said to be rapidly spreading there. uisr>'',