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FEEAKS OF LIGHTNING. Some Queer Performances at a Summer Resort. More Than Fifty Persons Stunned at Paterson, N. J. During a severe thunder storm at Asbury Park, N. J., a few nights ago, the lightning danc d all about the town on the telegraph and telephone wires Little balls of fire, which changed with great rapidity to all colors and shapes, fizzed and crackled about the telephones in the cottages and hotels. A ball of fire as large as a quart measure played about the telephone in the office of the Coleman House a few minutes after midnight. It sputtered and spit like a cat, finally disappearing after giving forth four or five reports like those of a small revolver. A little fiery ball showed itself about the telephone in the office of the daily Spray, and jumped upon a steel composing stick in the hands of a compositor, hurling it high over the type case at which he was at work. Another bolt ran into the main office of the Western Union Telegraph Company, on Cookman avenue, and partly melted some of the heavy brass work of the switch board. The lightning struck a cottage on Bangs avenue, in West Park, occupied by Benjamin Ludlow and his family. The bolt struck the chimney and bounded off upon the roof, tearing the weather boards from three of the corners of the structure and wrecking the dining-room. The dining-room chairs and table were overturned and the window curtains were torn into ribbons. Two pretty canary birds, whose cages hung from the widow casings, were unharmed, and sang merrily this morning when crowds of people visited the house. Mr. Ludlow and his wife and little daughter occupied the bedroom over the dining room. They were awakened by the clap of thunder, but did not know that the house had been struck until Mrs. Ludlow smelled fire and her husband went down stairs and found great holes in the side of bis house. Parts of the weather boards were separated into slivers, which just hfcld together so that the boards resembled thick straw floor matting. At Paterson, N. J., an inky cloud had passed over the city quietly and was some distance to the east, when," from an almost cloudless portion of the sky there came a flash that made people's hearts stop. The flash was the color or blood, and came down in a zig-zag course till it neared the ground in the vicinity of the Main street bridge, where it broke into two forks and struck on both sides of the river. It struck McLean's mosquito netting factory on the northern side of the river, where it temporarily stunned two female operatives and rendered a score of others hysterical with fright. The building was set on fire, but the flames were extinguished before any damage had been done. oi/la rtf 4-Via ri trar if. V/U UiC OVUbUCJU OIUC VI VUW *?>vt *v struck a brick buildiug occupied by a number of stores and shops. The electricity came down the chimney in the kitchen of Louis Brown, a barber, and Mrs. Brown was knocked senseless. She revived, but for two or three hoars it was necessary to administer stimulants to quiet her shattered nerves. At least fifty persons in the immediate vicinity of the stroke were stunned. Three men, sitting on boxes in front of a grocery store on the corner of Main and River streets, went over backward together. In one of the livery stables on the other side of the street all the horses went down on their knees. In an adjoining blacksmith shop the fire flew over the iron in the must fantastic manner. Nearly everybody living within five hundred yards of the place where the bolt descended felt as if they were lull of pins and needles, and each one is willing to swear that the lightning struck immediately in front of him. For a little while there was a good deal of excitement and alarm. Simultaneous with the lightning there was one deafening crack of thunder. In the. central telephone office every one of ~ ? U..w"Wnf WOOA rlrAt\ruv4 UltJ B1A UUUUiCU SUUITVUO ?? CI C showing that currents had filled all the w:res entering the office. All the telephone operators were affected, some of them being almost knocked off their stools. NEW HAVEN MONUMENT, Imposing Ceremonies at the Dedication of a Soldiers' Memorial. More than 100,000 strangers, not including the military, navy, war veterans, and invited guests were in New Haven, Conn., on Friday, to witness the exercises of the dedication of the Soldiers' and Sailors' Monu. ment at East Rock Park. It wa3 the greatest holiday New Haven has ever known. Business was almost entirely suspended. All the public buildings were profusely decorated with flags and bunting, and so were thousands of private dwellings, not only along the line of march, but in localities far distant from ; where any of the imposing ceremonies took place. Opening exercises commenced Thursday nignt w,tn a reception to Gens. Sherman, Sheridan, Terry, Schofield, Sickles, and other soldiers by the local G. A R. posts. The reception was attended by thousands of people. During the evening there was a brilliant py roiecmuc a:spiay in nasi uock rarK. The parade was the finest ever given in New Haven by far, and many say it was the fcest ever seen in New England. More than ten thousand men were in line, commanded by Brevet-Brigadier General Edwin S. Greeley, United States Volunteers, Tenth Connecticut Volunteers. After a march of five miles the procession reached the Rock, where it was greeted with a salute by the artillery. The exercises at the Bock included an opening address by President Timothy Dwight, of Yale, who presided; invocation by the Rev. Dr. Har*rood, rector of Trinity Church; an oration by the Rev. Newman Smyth,pastor of Centre Cfhurch; short addresses from General Samuel E. Merwin.Town Agent Reynolds,and Mayor York. National airs were sung by the Memorial Guard and a large chorus. The monument was erected by the town and city of New Haven in honor.of her heroes of the Revolutionary war, the Mexican war, the War of 1812, and the civil war. The height of East Rock, where the monument stands, is 405 feet, and the height of the monument 110 feet, making a total elevation of 526 feet above the sea leveL On the corners fVio ruvfoofal ara Krnn7oH flanimc a# Prosperity, History, Victory and Patriotism, nine feet in height, and the shaft is capped with a bronze figure of the Angel of Peace, eleven feet high. Between the statues and on each face of the masonry are baa reliefs commemorating the four great American wars. The monument is of Hallowell granite, and cost $50,500. NEWSY GLEANINGS. There is in Florida a county composed entirely of islands. American oysters are now sold in London at a shilling (35 cents) a dozen. It is estimated that there are 135,000 old soldiers in the State of Kansas. A new Mammoth cave is said to have been discovered near Eminence, Ky. The Government still owns 39,000,000 acres of unsurveyed land in Nevada. There have been nine murders committed by women in the last five months. P Pennsylvania has 8,776 Sunday-schools; Ohio 6,751, and New York only 6,584. The lower Danube, which has hitherto been without that fish, has been stocked with 500,000 eels. The Corean - Government is adopting western ideas, and has contracted for three iron steamers. The decrease of the nationa 1 debt for the fiscal year ending June is expected to be about $100,000,000. ^ A young lady killed by lightning at Blue oprings, neo., receutiy, was uu a. spring lounge with her lover. The lover escaped uninjured. Two colored women fought a duel with razors over a sweetheart recently in Columbia, South Carolina. Both received serious and perhaps fatal wounds. The Lee Memorial Association has erected At Lexington, Va., a mausoleum costing $30,000, which contains the remains of Robert E. E. Lee and two female members of the family. ____ The Minister of Spain in Washington has informed the Secretary of State that foreigners visiting Cuba who remain beyond one month isust provide themselves with paa> MANY LIVES LOST. I A Steamer on Lake Michigan Destroyed by Fire. , 1 The steamer Champlain, of the Northern Michigan line, was burned Thursday night, off Charlevoix. The Champlain left Chicago for the north on Tuesday night at 9 o'clock. She was bound for Cheboygan. Most of the passengers on the ill-fated propeller got on before she arrived at Milwaukee, and most of the freight caine from Chicago. The boat left Milwaukee between 9 and 10 o'clock on We'lnesday morning. Between Norwood and Charlevoix, at the mouth of the Grand Traverse bay, when the boat was running ten miles an hour, flames shot up from beneath the engine, driving the ! engineer from his post with his clothes on Are. ' TT" r\l nn rro< 1 itifA ft | nt ran iu tut; uui uv^uio ucvn., .?.vv _ j tank and then returned to his work, hut -was j too late to stop his engineer connect the hose. J The sleeping passengers were arorse-1. Vfusn j life-preservers had been fastened on all, they gathered on the forward deck. Two life-boats and life-rafts were lowered, but the steamer was running so fast that they got away. In ten minutes from the time the boat caught ; fire the passengers were all compelled to jump into the lake. The steward stated that there were fifty-seven persons on board, including the crew. About twenty-two persons lost their lives. THE SUMMER EESOETS. A new hotel is building at Bar Harbor, ' Maine's great resort. | Maxy Philadelphians are in the Catskills . this summer. Saratoga is attracting a great many Bosj ton people this season. j The season at Long Branch promises to be | a busier one than ever. ! Camping out is the fashion at the Thousand 1 Islands of the St. Lawrence. | The hotels at the Isle of Shoals are looking j forward to a very busy season. , The hotels at Nantosket Beach and S wampi scott, Mass., are all open for the season. New mineral springs are still being discovI ered at Saratoga every little while. j Some of the Atlantic City hotels cover as ! much ground as a New York "block." Maxy visitors from the North are expectI ed at the various summer resorts in the I South. i Cresson. Pennsylvania, boasts of one o" ! the few absolutely* pure water springs in. exi istence. I Black Rock, near Bridgeport, Conn., is a 1 favorite half-way house for yachtsmen on ' on their way east. I President Cleveland, Bar Harborites I hops, will spend a good part of the summer at Mount Desert. Watkin's Glen, (New York), is already well into what promises to be the most successful season it has ever had. Cooperstown, N. Y., mourns the loss of some of its most prominent cottagers, who j have decided to visit Europe this summer in* ; stead of Otsego Lake. i Clarendon Springs. Vermont, is one of | the oldest summer resorts in the country. As far back as 1776 people used to resort there to drink the waters. j This promises to be a great mountain season, and the White Mountains will be more . than ever a summer recreation ground for people from all over the country. The Luray caverns, Virginia, have been imnwiroj ciifRr-iantlr- hv nlnnlr and cement walks, stairways, bridges and railings to make every part of them easily accessible without detracting from their natural grandeur. The number of entirely new houses that have been erected in Newport since last season is quite small compared to some former i years, but there have been immense sums of I money expended oa alterations and improve! mentfc MUSICAL AND DBAMATIC, Theodore Thomas will conduct the next biennial festival in Cincinnati Mr. James Barton Key has formed a j business connection with Mrs. James Brown Potter, and will be her personal representative in this country next season. Anton Rubinstein has collected 50,000 rubles toward realizing his plan of founding a national Russian opera at St. Petersburg, to be connected with a new conservatory or musical instruction. It is remarkable how firmly the Americans are "fixing'' themselves on the London stage. There are in London American managers, American actors and actresses,and American plays, and the cry is, "Still they come." Japanese native music is now to be TTiirvirvoornTixrl A will ch/irflir be organized at Tokio, on the model of the Viennese Conservatoire, where Japanese musicians will be trained on the most approved system of Western musical study. A London* correspondent says that j Amelia Groll, the German-American girl of Cleveland, made a successful debut as MarI guerite in "Faust." She is said to have a full soprano voice of pleasant quality, an ex? cellent stage presence and youth and beauty. john S. Clarke,the distinguished comedian, is probably the largest owner of theatrical property in the world, being the sole proprietor of the Walnut Street Theatre, Philadelphia, whichis the oldest theatre in this county; the Opera House, Broad street, in the same city, and the Strand, London. When Edwin Booth's company disbanded for the season several of the ladies cried and the men looked mournful. Last season Mr. Booth's company was the most agreeable on the road, and not a single misunderstanding occurred during the entire tour. Mr. Booth rewarded the stage hands liberally. Adelina Patti appeared before a London audience recently in Albert HalL The programme was of unusual excellence and strength. ratti was most enthusiasticallyreceived. She was recalled again and again. Trebelli was received with equal favor. The violin performance of Nettie Carpenter brought down a storm of applause. Mr. Sol. Smith Russell, the comedian, who has especially distinguished himself in Yankee "character' parts, is to leave the stage after one more season. He has already removed from Boston to Minneapolis, where he is going into trade, and is accompanied by his father-iu-law, Mr. William T. Adams, who is known to boys as "Oliver Optic." General Washington's Farm. General Washington possesses 10,000 acres of land in one body, where he lives; constantly employs 240 hands; keeps 25 plows going all the year, when the weather will permit; sowed in 1787. 600 bushels of oats, 700 acres of wheat, and prepared as much corn, barley, potatoes, beans, peas, etc.; has near 500 acres in grass, and sowed 150 with turnips. Stock, 140 horses, 112 cows, 235 working oxen, heifers and steers, aud RAA Tlo V.;? enot aya UW outcjj. i lie 1U11UO awuut ma aiu all laid down in grass; the farms are scattered around at the distance of two, three, four or five miles, which he visits every day unless the weather is absolutely stormy. He is constantly making various and extensive experiments for the improvement of agriculture. He is stimulated with that desire which always actuates him?to do good to mankind. In 1780 he killed 150 hogs, weighing 18,500 pounds, for hia family use, exclusive of orovision for his negroes, which was made into bacon.? From an Almanac of IT'JO. *' The alkaloid solanine,. from the fruit ol the potato plant, is being employed to nliaun nnin find n nnivr>t-!/? in k V11W * V* wvwwv ? % uutvvv.v, *? the place of morphine. It is said that its administration in large doses does not occasion the nausea and vomitting which occurs frequently from the use of this latter. The therapeutic dose is from three-fourths of a grain to four grains, and even 7| grains have been ?dven without anv unpleasant effects. The main factor in the production of consumption is believed by Prof. Hirsch to be overcrowding and bad hygiene. Damp when conjoined with frequent oscillations of temperature predisposes to the disease; but humidity of the air is less important than dampness of soil. Occupation is extremely important, but mainly indirectly, as tending to good or j bad hygienic conditions. KEY. DR. TALMAGE. THE BROOKLYN DIVINE'S SUNDAY SERMON. j Subject: "How to Save the Cities." I Text: "And the men of the city said unto Elisha: Behold, I pray thee, the situation of this city is pleasant, as my Lord seeth; but the water is naught, and the ground barren. And he said: BriiCg me a new cruse, and put salt therein. And they brought it to him. And he went forth unto the spring of the waters, and cast the salt in there, and. said: Thus, said the Lord, I have healed these . waters; there shall not be from thence any I more death or barren land. So the wateri I were healed unto this day.n?2 Kings ii., 19-22. It is difficult to estimate how much of the 1 prosperity and health of a city are dependent I upon good water. . The time when, through I well-laid pipes and from safe reservoir, an abundance of water from Croton, or Ridgewood, or Schuylkill is brought into the city is appropriately celebrated with oration and pyrotechnic display. Thank God every day for clear, bright, beautiful, sparkling water as it drops in the shower, or tosses up in the fountain, or rushes out at the hydrant. The City of Jericho, notwithstanding all its physical and commercial advantages, was lacking in this important element. T^ere was enough water, but it was diseased apd the people were crying out by reason thereof. Elisha the prophet, comes to the rescue. He says: "Get me a new cruse; fill it with salt and bring it to me." So the cruse of salt was brought to the prophet, and I see him walking out to the general reservoir, and lo! all the impurities depart, through a supernatural and divine influence, and the waters are coorl and frpsh and clear, and all the DeoDle clap their hands and lift up their faces in the gladness. Water for Jericho?clear, bright, beautiful, God-given water! At different times I have pointed out to you the fountains of municipal corruption, and this morning I propose to show you what are the means for the rectification of those fountains. There are four or five kinds of salt that have a cleansing tendency. So far as God may help me, I shall bring a cruse of salt to the work, and empty it into the great reservoir of municipal crime, sin, and shame, ignorance and abomination. In this work of cleansing our cities, I have first to remark, that there is a work for the broom and shovel that nothing else can do. There always has been an intimate connection between iniquity and dirt. The filthy parts of the great cities are always the most iniquitous parts. The gutters and the pavements of the Fourth Ward, New York, illustrate and symbolize the character of the people in the Fourth Ward. The first thing that,a bad man does when he is converted is thoroughly to wash himself. There were, this morning, on the way to the different churches, thousands of men in proper apparel who, before their conversion, were unfit in their Sabbath dress. When on the Sabbath I see a man uncleanly in his dress, my suspicions in regard to his moral character are aroused; and they are always well founded. So as to allow no excuse for lack of ablution, God has cleft the continents with rivers and lakes, and has sunk five great oceans, and all the world ought to be clean. Away, then, with the dirt from our cities, not only because the physical health needs an ablution, but because all the great moral and religious interests of the cities demand it as a nositive necessitv. A filthv citv alwavs has been and always will be a wicked city." Through the upturning of the earth for great improvement our city could not be expected to be as clean as usual, but for the illimitable dirt of Brooklyn for the last six months there is no excuse. It is not merely a matter of dust in the eyes, and mud for the shoes, and of stench for the nostrils, but of morals for the soul. Another corrective influence that we would bring to bear upon the evils of a great cities is a Christian printing press. The newspapers of any-place are the test of its morality. The newsboy who runs along the street with a roll of papers under his arm is a tremendous force that cannot be turned aside nor resisted, and at his every step the city is elevated or degraded. This hunSy, all-devouring American mind must ve something to read, and upon editors and authors and book publishers and parents and teachers rests the responsibility of what they shall read. Almost every man you meet has a book in his hand or a newspaper in his pocket What book is it you nave in your hand# What newspaper is it you have in your pocket? Ministers may preach, reformers may plan, philanthropists may toil for the elevation of the suffering and the criminal, but until all th9 newspapers of the land and all i tVip hof)kspl!f>rs of the land set themselves j against an iniquitous literature?until then we shall be fighting against fearful odds. Every time the cylinders of our great publishing houses turn they make the earth quake. From them goes forth a thought like an angel of light to feed and bless the world, or like an angel of darkness to smite it with corruption and sin and shame and death. May God by His omnipotent Spirit purify and elevate the American printing-press! I go on further and say that we must depend upon the school for a great deal of correcting influence. A community can no more afford to have ignorant men in its midst than it can afford to have uncaged hyenas. Ignorance is the mother of hydra-headed crime. Thirty-one per cent, of all the criminals of New York State can neither read nor write. Intellectual darkness is generally the precursor of moral darkness. I know there are educated outlaws?men who, through their sharpness of intellect, ore made more dangerous. They use their fine penmanship in signing other people's names, and their science in ingenious Durgiarles, and their Hne manners in adroit libertinism. They go their round of sin with well-cut apparel, and dangling jewelry, and watr?hf? of nitrhtenn karats, and kid cloves. They are refined, educated, magnificent villains. But that is the exception. It is generally the case that the criminal classes are as ignorant as they are wicked. For the proof of what I say, go into the prisons and penitentiaries, and look upon tne men and women incarcerated. The dishonesty in the eye, the low passion in the lip, are not more conspicuous than the ignorance in the forehead. The ignorant classes are always the dangerous classes. Demagogues marshal them. They are helmless, and are driven before the gale. It is high time that all city and State authority, as well as the Federal Government, appreciate the awful statistics that while years ago in this country there was set apart fortyeight millions of acres for school purposes, there are now in New England one hundred and ninety-one thousand people who can neither read nor write, and in the State of Pennsylvania two hundred and twentytwo thousand who can neither read nor write, and in the State of New York two hundred and forty-one' thousand who can neither read nor write, while in the United States there are nearly six millions who can neither read nor write. Statistics enough to stagger and confound any man who loves his God and his country. I\ow, in view of this fact, I am in favor of compulsory educaj tion. When parents are so bestial as to neglect this duty to the child, I sav the law. with a strong hand, at the same time with a gentle hand,ought to lead these little ones into the light of intelligence and good morals. It was a beautiful tableau when in our city a swarthy policeman, having picked up a lost child in the street, was found appeasing its cries with a stick of candy he had wught at the apple-stand. That was well done, and beautifully done. But, oh! these thousands of* little ones through our streets who are crying for the bread of knowledge and intelligence. Shall we not give it to them? The officers of the law ought to go down into the cellars and up in the garrets and bring out these benighted little ones, and put them under educational influences; after they have passed through the bath and under the comb, putting before them the spelling book, and teaching them to read the Lord's Prayer and the Sermon on the Mount: "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven." Our city ought to be father and mother both to these outcast little ones. As a recipe for the cure of much of the woe, and want, and crime of our city, I give the words which Thorwaldsen had chiseled on the open scroll in the hand of John Gutenberg, the inventor of the art of printing: "Let there be light:" Still further: Reformatorysocieties are an important element in the rectification of the public fountains. Without calling any of them by name, I refer more especially to those which recognize the physical as well as the moral woes of the world. There was pathos and a great deal of common sense in what the poor women said to Dr. Cuthrie when he was telling her what a very good woman she ought to be. ' Oh," she said, "if you were as hungry and cold as I am, you could think of nothing else." I believe the great want of our city is the Gospel $.nd something to eat 1 Faith and repentance fcre of infinite importance; but they cannot satt J | isryiW empty rtomach I Yo*0 have' teg*. | in this work with the bread of eternal to*.' lJ your rigbfe hand, and the bread of Ik.! life in jour left hand, and then you can ttfttsfc them, imitating the Lord Jesus Christ, who first broke the Bread and fed the multitude ! in the wilderness, and then began to preach, recognizing the fact that wnile people are [ hungry they will not listen, and they will not repent. We want more common sense in the distribution of our charities; fewer magnificent theories, and more hard work. Still further: The great remedial influence is the Gospel of Christ. Take that down through tne lanes of suffering. Take that down amid the hovels of sin. Take that up amid the mansions and .palaces of your city. That is the salt tbat can cure all the poisoned fountains of public iniquity. Do you know that i in this cluster of three cities.New Vork.Jersey City and Brooklyn, there are a great raulti tude of homeless children. You see I speak more in regard to the youth and the children of the | country, because old villains are seldom rei formed, and therefore I talk more about the little ones. They sleep under the stoops,in the burned-out safe, in the wagons in the streets, on the barges, wherever they can get a board > to cover them. And in the summer they sleep all night long in the parks. Their destitution is well set forth by an incident. A city missionary asked one of them: ' Where is your home?" Said he: "I don't hare no home, sir." "Well, where are your father and mother?" "They are dead, sir." Did you ever hear of Jesus Christ?" "No, I don't think I ever heard of Him." "Did you ever ! hear of God?" "Yes, Tve heard of God. Some of the poor people think it kind of lucky at night to say something over about that before theygo to sleep. Yea, sir, I've heard of Him." Think of a conversation like that in a Christian city. How many are waiting for you to come out in the spirit of the Lord Jesus Christ and rescue them from the wretchedness here! Oh, that the Church of God had arms long enough and hearts warm enough to take them up! How many of them there are! As I was thinking of the subject this morning, it seemed to me as though there was a great brink, and that these little ones with I cut and torn feet were coming on | toward it. And here is a group of orphans. 0 fathers and mothers, what do you think of these fatherless and motherless little ones? No hand at home to take care of their appa;rel, no heart to pity them. Said one little one, when the mother died: "Who will take care df mv clothes now?' The little ones are thrown out in this great cold world. They are shivering on the brink like lambs on the verge of a precipice. Does not your blood run cola as thf y go over it? And hers is another group that come on coward the precipice. They are the children of ?esotted parents. They are worse off than orphans. Look at that pale cheek; woe bleached it. Look at that gash across the {prehead; the father struck it. Hear that heart-piercing cry; a drunken mother's blasphemy compelled it. And we come out and we say: "O ye suffering, peeled and blistered ones, we come to help you." "Too late!" cry thousands of voices. ''The path we travel is steep down, and we can't stop. Too late!" And we cs.tch oar breath and we make a terrific outcry. "Too late!1' is echoed from the garret to cellar, from the gin-shop and from brothel. "Too late!" It is too late, and they go over. Here is another group, an army of neglected children. They come on toward the brink, and every time they step ten thousand hearts break. The ground is red with the blood of their feet. The air is heavy with their groans. Their ranks are being filled up from all the houses of iniquity and shame. Skeleton Despair pushes them on toward the brink. The deatn-knell has already begun to toll and the angels of God hover like birds over the plunge of a cataract. While these children are on the brink they halt, and throw out their hands, and cry: "Help! help!" O Church of God, will you help? Men and women bought by the blooi of the Son of God, will you help? while Christ cries from flio (lMvom- "Snvii tViom frnm fnin<r Hnwn I am the ransom." I stopped on the street and just looked at the face of one of those little oaes. Have you ever examined the faces of the neglected children of the poor? Other children have gladness in their faces. When a group of them rush across the road, it seems as though a spring gust had uuloosered an orchard of apple blossoms. But thes: children of the poor. Thero is but little ring in their laughter, and it stops quick, as though some bitter memory tr. ppea it. They have an old walk. They tlo aot skip or run up on the lumber just for thf pleasure of leaping down. They never bathifd in the mountain stream. They never wadtd in the brook for pebbles. They never chafed the butterfly across the lawn, putting their hat right down where it was just before. Childhood has been dashed out of them. Want waved its wizard wand above the manger of their birth, and withered leaves are lying w here God intended a budding giant of battle. Once in a while one of these children gets oat. Here is one, for instance. At ten years o f age he is sent out by his parents, who say tD nim: ''Here is a basket?now go off acd beg and steal." The boy says : 441 can't steal" They kick J him into a corner. That night he puts his swollen heid into the straw; but a voice comes from heaven, saying: ''Courage, poor boy, courage!" Covering up his head from the beastia itv, and stopping his ear-3 from the cursing , he gots on, better and better. He washes his face clean at the public hydrant. With a few pennies got at running errands, hi gets a better coat. Rough men. knowing that he comes from a low street, say: "Back with you, you little villain, tot! ?e place where you came from." But that night the boy says: "God help me, I can't go back;" and quicker than ever mother flew at the cry of a child's pain, the Lord responds from the heavens: "Courage, poor boy, courage!" His bright face gets him a posit: on. After a while he is second clerk. Years pass on and he is first clerk. Yeare pass on. The glory of young manhood is on him. He comes into the Arm. He goes on from ono business success to another. He has achieve! great fortune. He is the friend of the church of God, the friend of all good institutions and one day he stands talking to the Board of Trade, or to the Chamber of Commerce. People say: "Do you know who that is? Vliy, that is a merchant prince, and he wiis born on Elm street. But God savs in regard to him something better than that: "These are they which came out of great tribulation, and bad their robes washed and made white in the blood of the Lamb." O, for some one to write the history of boy heroes and girl heroines who hj.ve triumphed over want andstarvation, and filth and rags. Yea, the record has already been made?made by the hand of God; and trhen these shall come at last with songs and rejoicing, it will take a very broad banner to hold tne names of all the batiefields on which they got the victory. Some years ago a roughly-clad ragged boy came into nty brother's office in New York, and said: "Mr. Talmage, lend me five dollars." My brother said; "Who are you?" - * ?'? -J- T A The boy replied: "i am noooay. uiuu mo i five dollars." "'What do you want to do with five dollars?" "Well," the boy replied, "my mother is sick and poor,and I want to go Into the newspaper business, and I shall get a home for her, anu I will pay you back." My brother gave him the five dollars, of course, never expecting to see it again; but he said: "When wil you pay it?" The boy said: "I will pay it in six months, sir." Time went by, ana one day a lad came :!nto my brother's office, and said: "There's your five dollars." "What do you mean? What five dollars?" inquired my Urottier. "Don't you remember that a t>oy came in hero six months ago and wanted to borrow five dollars to go into the newspaper business?" "0, yes, I remember; are you the lad?" "Yes," he replied, "I have got along nicely. I have got a nice home for my mother (she is sick vet), and I am as well clothed as you are, and there's your five dollars." O.was he not morth saving? Why that lad is worth fifty such boys as I nave sometimes seen moving in elegant circles, never put to any use for God or raan. Worth saving! I go farther than that, and tell you tliey are not only worth saving, but they are being saved. One of theso lads picked up from our streets, aud sent West by a benevolent society, wrote East, saying: "I am getting along first rate. I am on probation in the Methodist Church. I shall be" entered as a member the first of next month I now teach a Sundav-school class of eleven boys. I get along first rate with it. This is a splendid country to make a living in. If the ooys running around the street witi a blacking box on their shoulder, or a bundle of papers under their arms, only knew what high old timas we boys have out here, they wouldn't hesitate about coming West, but come the first chance thev get." So seme by one humane and Chris ?am/4 ortma Kir aTinfhop nro >-ui. I LltUl YiblUai/IUUl, uuu ov/auw wj imivvuvi ^ wtv w infir rescued. In one reform school throuzb which two thousand of the little ones passed, one thousand nine hundred and ninetyfive turned out welL In other words, only five of the nwo thousand turned out badly. There are thousands of them who, through Christian societies, have been transplanted to beautiful homes ail over this land, and there are many who, through the rich grace of our Lord Jesus i Christ, have already won the crown. A little 1 I girl was found in the streets of Baltimore and ) I taken into one of the reform societies, and they said tocher: "What is your namef' She said: "My name i3 Mary?" "What t j your other name?" She said: " I don't iw." So they took her into the reform ftfck. *7. anc* ^ they did not know her last ,i?m they always called her "Marv Lo3t," sincef 1 bad 1)6611 picked up out of the 9treet. But 3h(*fc'rew on) after awhile the Holy Spirit caav.1 ber heart, and she became a Christian cl'Ud, and she changed her name; jind when an> 'body asked her what her name was, she said; used to be Mary Lost; but now since I bar0 become a Christian, it is lilary Found." ..... For this vast nmititude, are we willing to | gpo forth from this mc>rning s service and see j what we can do, ensplo.vhig all the agencies I | have spoken of for too rt^t^cstion of the poisjned fountains} We live in a beautifiu city. The lines have Ltflen to us in Sleasant places, and we have a goodly eritage; and any man who does not like a residence in Brooklyn, must be a most uncomfortable and unreasonable man. But, my friends, the material prosperity of a city is not its chief glory. There may be fine bouses and beautiful streets, and that all be the garniture of a sepulchre. Some of the most prosperous cities of the world have gone down, not one stone left upon another. But a city may be in ruins long before a tower has fallen, or a column has crumbled, or a tomb has been defaced. When in a city the churches of God are full of cold formalities and inanimate religion; when the houses of commerce are the abode of fraud and unholy traffic; when the streets are filled with crime unarrested and sin unenlightened aad helplessness unpitied?that city is in ruins, though every church were a St. Peter's, and every moneyed institution were a Bank of England, and every library were a British Museum, and every house had a pDrch like that of Rheims,and a roof like that o' Amiens, and a tower like that of Antwerp, and traceried windows like those of Freiburg. My brethren, our pulses beat rapidly the time away, and soon we shall be gone: and what we have to do for the city in whicn we live we must do right speedily, or never do it a ; all. In that day when those who have wrapped themselves in luxuries and despised the poor,shall come to shame and everlasting fttntAtnnf. T hnru if. mnv ha oniri nf vnn aid me that we gave bread to the hungry, a] id wiped away the tear of the orphan, and u pon the wanderer of the street we opened the brightness and benediction of a Christian home; and then, through our instrumentality, it shall be known on earth and in heaven, ttiat Mary lost became Mary found 1 TEMPERANCE. Corn-Whisky. Old Farmer Bently strode through his field Right early one clear spring morn, Deep wrath in his look, As his hard fists he shook, For the crows had been pulling his corn? Had been pulling his sprouting com. He pondered and pondered on ways and means Of thwarting his wily foe; Then suddenly rose, As one who knows Just the very best way to go? The very best way to go. Next day as the birds swarmed over his field The farmer laughed in his glee; "That grain scattered round So thick on the ground Will teach you a lesson," said he? "A lessson will teach you," said he. The crows crammed and gorged themselves, cawing for joy, Till "corned" in more senses than one. And doleful their plight And crooked their flight When the farmer came out with his eun? Came out with his well-loaded pun. The slaughter was great, but the birds that escaped Came no more to that old farmer's call; The crow is no dunce. He gets drunk but once, Do we know more and get drunk at all?? Know more and get drunk at all? Christian Responsibility. Archdeacon Farrar, in a late sermon preached in Westminster Abbey upon "Christian Responsibility." said: "The aggregate of those who, on any single day, waste their means, rob their families, and destroy themselves in our thousands of gin-shops is far vaster than the number of those wno come to worship God in His house. Can we wonder if on every side the Stygian pool of lust and drink plaster its banks with mud? We send our bishops to be martyred in Central Africa; but there is work which every one of us ought to be doing at our very doors. You have a fellowship, every one of you, in this solidarity of evil. You cannot wipe off from your souls as with a wet cloth, as though it was no concern of yours, the stains left by the sins of others. From each one of you radiates invisibly an interminable V - a ?L.-.L 4.1 J necwors, ot wmuu iuo impin^c?.Lo-i. quences, if summed together, are incalculable. But if it be so m evil, if it be some cherish hatreded of yours "which shall strike a murderous blow in another century, in another hemisphere, it may be; if some inner vileness of yours may be the ruin of souls yet unborn; if your idle words, if your unhallowed deeds may develop quite naturally into consequences at which now you would shudder, so i$ it also, thank God! with any good you do; it may put on white robes and go forth as an angel to bless the world. Oh! if we could all, every one of us, ba made to feel how awful is our common responsibility for the general evil, how urgent is our individual duty to labor for the common good, we should see in a regenerated world the fulfilment of the olden prophecy; God would pour out His Spirit upon all flesh; our sons and daughters should prophesy, our old men should see visions, and our young men should dream dreams, and in London and in Eng[ land, and in all the world, there should be deliverance, as the Lord hath said." Two Opinions of Whisky. COL. BOB INOKRSOLL'S A PROHIBITIONIST'S OPINION. OPINION. I send you some of I send you some of the most wonderful the most wonderful ] I whisky that ever whisky that ever ! drove the skeleton filled with snakes the from the feast . or boots- of men, or 1 painted landscapes in painted towns In a ' < the brain of man. It cardinal red. It has ' is the mingled souls the mingled souls of ; of wheat and corn. In corn and strychnine it you will find th?! In it you will find the sunshine and shado ?v | moonshine that made , that chased each i the Marshal chase the I Atror Killnarv I ahoHowu nvfiP Wftsfc fields, the breath of ern hills, the breath June, the carol of the of flame, the whistle lark, the dews of of police, the hoodnight, the wealth of lum wagon and thirty ; summer and au- days in prison for tumn's rich content, thinking you could all golden with im- fight. Drink it, and prisoned light. Drink you will hear the it, and you will hear voice of comrade? the voice of men and singing "When'Johnmai'rtana oinorincr t.h<? I nv Comas Harchinsr "Harvest Home," | rfome," mingled with mingled with the the laughter of the laugnter of children. I boys. Drink it, and Drink it, and you will j you will feel within feel within your I your head a sense of blood the startled j swelling ? the boozy dawns, the dreamy bliss of many high old tawny dusks of many j sprees. For sixty days perfect days. For this liquid Are has forty years this liquid been within the meek joy has been within and mild-eyed demithe happy staves of john, longing to oak, longing to touch scorch the throat of the lips of man. man. ?St Louis Globe-Democrat. Culinary Temperance. The kitchen is often the stronghold of the drink habit in this country, from the fact that a great many of our inherited and imported receipts give flavorings of wine or brandy, to say nothing of rum, gin, or whisky. These are often carelessly copied, even by our religious papers, and as carelessly practiced by religious people. If they have their atten- < tion callea to the matter, they may say that the heat drives away the alcohol, and nothing but the taste remains, never seeming to think of the absurdity of supposing we could taste the stuff if it was not there. But thfs taste itself is the very thing to be feared? whether it creates in cmidren a ram mar icy with the liquors used, and thus makes them in after years a prey to the drink habit; or whether it re-awakens in the reformed man the appetite which has done him so much mischief, and which has been with so much difficulty subdued.?Julia Colman. The W. C. T. T. of Massachusetts sent an earnest personal letter to each member of the House of Representatives, urging his presence, attention and vote in favor of the Constitutional Prohibitory Amendment, at the special session called for thq consideration of tnat measure. ??????JMM? ? CLEVER CANINES. GOOD STORIES SHOWING THE SAGACITY OF DOGS. A Black and Tan and a Poodle Tricking Each Other?A Dog Outwits a Lady?Puss Pnnlafiort F!fr? Tipple was a black and tan an White a black poodle. They were great friends, but their friendship did not make them unwilling to overreach each bther. A new dog kennel was built, and on it each dog cast his eyes longingly. As soon as the workman had left, White ran in. Tippie barked tfppealingly before it, bat in vain. White uad lost all desire for play. Now both) dogs dearly loved a tramp to bark a-t. Tippie, discoaraged with all legitimate efforts tcr dislodge White, ran t& the front fence and barked ferociously at an evident tramp. White listened until he cotfld stand it no longer. Bounding out of the kennel he ran up and (fawn hehind th? fence in furious search. Meanwhile, Tippie made for the kennri. White saw and appreciated Tippie's rase. Chagrin kept him quiet a little whale; then he, too, discovered a tramp.. Bat Tippie listened to him unmoved. White, however, had his resources. Goinjj to the place where they were regularly fed, he appeared to be eating. There was no exultation, not even a discreet wag of the tail. Tippie saw him and in an instant was at his side, when off went White like a shot and took possession of the dog-house. Tippie came back sadder and wiser. In vain he ran and' barked at imaginary tramps. In vain did he gulp imaginary food. White watched him complacently from the kennel. At length Tippie discovered a noble white bone. This he dragged to the rear of the kennel, where he gnawed and growled with frantic delight. White could stand it no longer. As he bounded around the kennel one way, Tippie took the other. Having regained the kennel no persuasions could tempt black and tan out of it that day. From Staten Island come two good dog stories. A dog-loving family has a remarkably intelligent pet. Discussing his wit, one day, it was proposed to send him upstairs "for his mistress's wrap. But, first, one of the ladies went upstairs, laid the wrap on the floor, and sat down on it with her sewing. The dog was sent, and quickly found the wrap. Vainly he tugged at it, first on one side, and then on the other. Discouraged, but not dismayed, he paused for a moment, when, suddenly making a dive, he seized the v J x J - sewing in nis teem, aim ran lowaru uia fire. His opponent, now off her guard, ran after him to rescue her work. This was enough; the dog dropped the sewing, ran for the wrap, and bore it in triumph to his mistress. Another dog was much annoyed by a neighboring cat. This cat was accustomed to lie in wait for him and, from a gate post near a corner, to spring down upon his back and claw him. One day, having repeated her usual trick, the dog quietly disappeared round the corner. After some time he came back, his tail high in the air. Sure enough there was the cat on the gate post, and, as usual, down she pounced. But she was scarcely down when another dog bounded round the corner, sprang upon her and whipped >ipr annnHlv. Evirlentiv the helnless do<? J ' ~ W X O had called in aid. Bruno is a dog, a cross between a St. Bernard and a Newfoundland, a handsome fellow, but not regarded as of high intelligence. He is very fona of carrying an umbrella. One day, going out to walk, he was given the umbrella to carry. It was on a country rtfad, and Bruno, going off on an excursion of his own among the high grass of the meadow, came back without the umbrella. Everything that could be conceived was done to make him go in search of it. But never did he seem so stupid. He wandered about helplessly, and was apparently unable to understand what he was desired to do. The next day, however, he made amends by going over to a neighbor's,stealing an umbrella, and bringing it home with great pride. ?New York Epoch. The Living Earth. In a paper published in the Indian Engineer, an illustration is given of tht life that dwells in nature, the phenomenon of earthquake! being cited. The peculiar terror of an earthquake lies mainly in the suddeness of its approach. Volcanic eruptions are usually preceded by vast rumblings, or jets of steam, 01 other unmistakable tokens. Hurricanes and cyclones, in like manner, have her aids that announce tneir coining. But | with an earthquake there are no premonitory symptoms. The great earthquake which took place at Lisbon iu the year 1775 found the people engaged their ordinary occupations. All the shocks were over in about five minutes. The first shock lasted about six seconds. In that brief space of time most -.f the houses had been thrown dowu, and thousands of men, women and children crushed beneath the ruius. At times the ocean lends fresh terrors to the scene. Thus at Lisbon a wave of water over >ifty feet high rushed in among the houses, and covcred what still remained. In the island of Jamacia on a similar occasion two thousand five hundred houses were buried in three minutes under thirty feet of water, Recent delicate scientific experiments have disclosed the fact that the surface of the land is never absolutely at rest for more than thirty hours at a time. Thus those great earthquakes which make epochs in history are merely extreme cases of forces that seldom sleep. A Urr Rain. A ministerial friend sends the following story, with the assurance that it is true, and he has reason to hope that it is new: "Several years ago," he says, "I was rained in one day in a little town in western New York, while riding across the country from the home of one cousin to that of another. Mine host of the little wayside inn where I was spending the day had just been telling me of some of the eccentricities of a traveling preacher named Slatterly, who sometimes stopped at the'place, wheu the door of the waiting-room where we were sitting 1 opened, and Slatterly himself entered. The landlord and the three or four villagers who were sitting idly about the room greeted him respectfully by name. f Slatterly greeted them in return, but : with scarcely more than a nod, as he 1 stalked over to the stove. Leaning his dripping form over it he muttered, as he spread out his hands to the warmth: ' Wet rain, wet rain." "Did you ever sec a dry rain, Mr. Slatterly?" asked one of the loungers. Now Slatterly stut- ; tered, and his reply, which was a ques- | tion, came slowly: "D-id you ever read your b-bible?', "Why, yes." "Well, air von r-remember where it ia record-d-ed that it r-rained fire and brim' I stone?"?Bosion Record. .... [ RELIGIOUS_READING. : Though He Slay Me, Yet Will X Trust in Him. Oft by trials overborne, Baffled where I strove to do, Not the way I would have gone, Thou, dear Lord, bast led me through; ? Yet, believing, I can say. It waa beet?ihis very way. Aua co-morrow cin I doubt What Thou ordereet will be best? Darkness may be round about, Faith may meet ita sorest test; But the past must lend a ray 0f assurance for this day. Not in -rain Thy grace has wrought Secretly, against my will, Bringing me to think this thought, *> And to trust thy mercy still; Trusting, as I surely may, ( Just because of yesterday. Nay, forgive me! poor Indeed Is the Caith whose backward gaze Seeks for signs that it may plead In behalf of coming days. Strengthening timid hope to say* "He was gracious yesterday." Ah, tow little do we know Of tby mercy's magnitude! How oar faith should burn and glow Witbthe thought that Thou art good I And in adoration say, ' I will trust Him, though He sUy." Once then didst bestow a sign That forever should suffice: Showing forth the Lore Divine In that one supreme device. Though all elseshonld pass away, Faith shall find that sigh its stay. Come; (hen, darkness, suffering, loss; Come'temptation, sorrow, death; By that sign the holy Crow, Faith forever conquereth; And foretasting Life can say, *1 will trust Him though He slay." "Htirwar in the ?atc." v in tne midst or recent religious interest a little girl said to her backslidden father, "Papa js still half way in the gate. If I was in his place I wouldn't want to stand half way in the gate, I should think he'd be cold out there. I would cither come clear in or go clear out, wouldn't you tn There was only one gate of entrance to the Tabernacle, even as there is only * one way of access to the Father. 4'I am the door," said Christ; "by me if any man enter in he shall be saved. No man cometh unto the Father but by me. The pious Jew could never have presented his offering if he had lingered at tho gats, and would have hindered others from coming. Before his gift could bo laid upon the altar he most come through the gate with the living animal unblemished and perfect in every part. And so before we can offer unto the Lord ''an offering in righteousness'* we must not only come through that "new and living way" provided, the blood of Jesus, b it we must coma bringing our bodies "a living sacrifice^ holy and acceptable unto God." The "half way" professor not only cannot draw nigh unto God himself, but is a perpetual stumbling block to those who would enter the "straight and narrow way." Those only who fully enter here the ?mmS mmm 1 A n rt ? ? /I Any\A*fl1 gate oi apiruuiu privilege auu u^puit^ nity can be sure of baring at the last an abundant entrance through the gates into that city whose builder and maker is God.?^Messenger. Itrantlhil IJlojlratlon*. A minister called upon a poor woman, intending to give her help, for he knew that 6he was very poor. With his halfcrown in hand he knocked at the door, but she did not answer. He concluded ; she was not at home, and went his way. A little after he met her at his church, and told her be had remembered her need. ' I called at your house, and knocked several times: I suppose you were not at home, for I had no answer." "At what hour did you call, sir?" "It was about noon." "Oh,dear," she said, i"~ . <lI heard you, sir, and I am so sorry I did not answer; but I thought it was the man calling for the rent." I am asking nothing of you in the name of God 6r man. I make no requirement at your hands. I come in God's name to bring you a free gift, which shall be to your present and eternal joy to receive. The Lord Jesus knocks with a hand that was nailed to the tree for such as you are. .... He that is a black sinner, he is the kind m?n .Tesus Christ came to make white. A great artist had painted part of the city in which he lived and wanted for historic purposes to include in the picture some of the characters well-known in the town. A crossing sweeper, unkempt, ragged, filthy, was known to everybody, and there was a suitable place tor him in the picture. The artist said to him. "I will pay you well if you will come down to my studio and let me take your likeness." . i He came round, but he was sent about his business; for he had washed his face, and combed his hair, and donned a respectable suit of clothes. He was ~" needed as a beggar, and was not invited in any other capacity. Even so, the Gospel will receive you into its halls, if you come as a sinner, but not else. * * The weakness of your faith will not destroy you. A trembling hand may receive a roval gift Great messages can be sent along slender wires. Think more of Him to whom you look than of the look itself.?(From "All of Grace," by C. H. Spurgeon. It. will never cease to be one of the marvels of Christianity that her antidotes are the sa-r.e in every clime, every age, every bosom. J ust as the chemist can infallibly pronounce on the action of the ac:ds he throws into his crucible, their corrosive and solvent, it may be, transforming power-so in the gospel crucible, cast the human heart in its every form and type, that of the degraded African, the effeminate Hind'oo the ferocious New Zeaiander, the repro bate European, the Gospel of fhrist, by a heavenly alchemy, melts that heart, I'ssolves the pride of reason, the power ?i superstition, the curse and misery of vice! It is the only universal balsam, 'the Healer of the nations 1"?[R. J. Macduff. Labor i? swee'er. for Thou hast toiled. And care is light, for Thou hast cared; Let 110: our works with sell bo soiled, Nor in unsimple ways ensnarai. Through life's long day and death's dark night, 0 gentle Jeiu<! be our light ?[F. W. Faler. The Cost of Drink. The national bureau of statistics shows, says an exchange, that on the $700,000,000 which annually passes into the tills of the rer.* i ? f nnVo ?T1 (T lifflinni 1T1 thW COUntTV M?UCIO \JL. ? ^ there is a profit of 133# per cent. If poor people had to pay such a tax as that on bread there would be a rebellion. But when a man tosses off a glass of whisky and pays fiv? cents for the drink and seven or eight cents to the barkeeper for the trouble of handing it to him, he generally thinks the barkeeper an awfully gooa fellow, and is ready to fall on his knees and thank him into the bargain. Mrs. Martha J. Tunstall, President of Indian Territory W. C. T. U., and herself a Cherokee, has recently organized fifteen local unions, most of them consisting, as sha writes, "of both white and red."