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K - A CUP"OF COFFEE. HOME OP THE BERRY 4\D HOW IT IS CULTIVATED. . The Coffee Tree an Evergreen?Its Natural Growth Stunted Artificially?Preparing: the Berry For Market. How many persons sipping their after; dinner cup of coffee have ever given a , thought to the various hands through which it Las passed prior to that moment, or how many have an idea of how it grows and is prepared for market. CoiTcc ) was first introduced into Arabia from Ethiopia as far back as 875 A. D.; next in Constantinople in 1554; Venice 1015, and in London, England, the first coffee house was opened in 1G52. The culture wo* introduced from Arabia to Java in O 1690, and from that date on extended ? ' throughout the East Indies. In 1715 k Louis XIV*. received from the magistrates of Amsterdam a cofTee plant benring r blossoms and fruit, and this is claimcd to be the parent stock of all West India coffees. The coffee tree is an evergreen and Lv grows if unchecked to a height of ; twenty or thirty feet, but cultivated i plants are pruued down low so as to be more easily plucked when the fruit is "'ripe. There is, like ou most tropical plants, a constant growth of blossoms and fruit, but at two seasons of the year the regular blows occur, and at later periods the harvesting is done. The ripe berry resembles a cherry and grows In - clusters close to the stem. It has a | sweet pulp which is palatable, but of no: ! commercial value. Inside of the layer j pulp are the two flat coffee beans, eaehone surrounded by a tough skin, and these j V two surrounded by another skin or \ hull. Sometime? it happens that! * one of the beans doe3 not fructify j when in blossom, and consequently only one seed grows in the berry. Thit one, j> not having any opposition, curls up te round and forms what is known as peaberry coffee. As the berries ripen !?* they become red and dark purple. They ' ??i*a ninkfifi br hand at intervals I 'during the harvest time. To prepare | the seeds for market it is necessary to remove, first of all, the outside pulp. ! This is done by machinery, which con-1 , fiists of various patterns. Some use an ! fr. upright cylinder, in which revolves j another with teeth, that bruises the i ' berries as they pass through. Running 'Water washes away the pulp, which is light and rises to the top, while the ; seeds, being heavy, sink to the bottom and are drawn off. Next comes the drying process, which j is usually contrived in this manner: I There is a large space of bare ground in j front of the coffee house, and here the > berries are spread out during the day ; and exposed to the hot suu. At night | 'they are raked up in piles and covered to protect from the dew. In raking and ' spreading out the coffee small stones aud j lumps of earth get mixed with it, as V* many a grocer has found out to his cost when he has ruined his coffee mill. To prevent this the wealthier planters now use long, shallow pans made of copper, tinder which steam pipes run, and so dry their coffee more quickly and save much rehandlicg. After the berries are thor'ii oughly dried they are run through another machine which crushes and ' bruises up the now brittle skins surrounding the seeds. They are then ' run through a fanning mill which carries off the fragment of shells and sticks and other impurities and leaves only the clean coffee seed behind. These are again run : ?' through machinery which separates the different character of seeds, such as the peaberry from the flat, the large from the " email, etc. The coffee is then packed in ' bags and carried on mule back to the -'shipping port, where it forms part of a cargo for Europe or the United States. The process of harvesting and curing differs somewhat in various countries,- and where coffee is largely raised, as in Brazil, where it is the great staple, new machin ery is constantly being introduced to save labor and simplify the manipulation. : In the island of Java the coffee is placed after it is cleaned on flat shelves ;made ofmats sheltered only from above by a thatched roof, and left to cure. The hot winds sweep through these sheds and thoroughly dry and cure the coffee, and give it that rich dark look which is a ' sign of age iu Java coffee. In New York there is a Coffee Exchange .which to a certain extent regulates the values. Cofpt. fee come3 to us of all varieties and x' grades, but by far the largest quantity ft- comes from Brazil, of whose entire crop j (we consume the greatest part. To sim*. . plify matters there have been adopted certain standards, which range from No. prime down to Xo. 10 common. It is . usuallysold by first hands in cargo lots, so many bags at a certain fixed price. jThese large lots contain different qualities, but the purchaser pays one price for all, and afterward sorts and grades them * himself, and sets his own values on them. Formerly coffees were only sold raw, that is, green, but of late years the business of roasting coffees and putting them up in packages, from one pound up *. "ward3, lias grown 10 oe a vast industry, and has revolutionized the coffee trade in this country. Coffee seems to be an American beverage. Foreigners who v used tea exdusively in their old homeacross the water sooa acquire a taste for " coffee and drop tea. It is a cup that invigorates but does not intoxicate.? New York Graphic. ?; Battle Between a Horse and a D.n? 8. Keiter, of Detroit, Mich , recently imported an English bull-dog wairanted never to open its jaws when once they had closed on an enemy. Keiter was very proud of his purchase and exhibited it frequently to a select circle of friends. Recently the dog was given a corner in the stable where Mr. Keiter also kept a fast pacing horse. Keiter one day locked the two animals in the barn aud went away on an excursion. "When he returned and opened the barn door in the evening he was horrified to find the horse on the lioor nearly dead, while hanging to the under jaw. from which the flesh 1 la???!nr? V\a Ivrvnft nlmnpf iittU UCCli iv/iuj ?ga?ju^ iuv uvuv nnuvci bare, was the bull dog, alive but badly bruised. Mr. Keiter called in his friends and at once' set to work relieving the horse of his terrible antagonist. The dog was choked, kicked, pounded, burned with hot irons, a wedge driven into his jaws, but all to no purpose. Finally an ax was procured aud the dog's head chopped off. Then it was di.flcult to loosen the grip. The horse was got to his feet and an examination made. His skin was torn from his body in many places, where the dog had evidently tried to fasten his teeth, and he was scarred from head tc ,,foot. The dog had evidently had one .hold on the horse's breast, for there a ilarge piece of flesh was torn out. It had been a battle royal. Probably the dog, i after breaking his rope, had wandered into the pacer's stall, and coming too ;;near his heels, had been kicked. He retaliated with his teeth and the fight began. There was hardly a whole bone left in the dog's body.?New York Post. The Nutritious Canary Islands Goflo. The modern elixirs of life seem to lie, not in a wondrous distilment. but in the ordinary grains of which is made our daily bread. A writer in the Popular Science M'-nthly says that one of the first things to attract his notice in the Canary Islands was the healthful appearance and i'ne development of the common people. There is no doubt that they are by birth a superior race, but it is also true that they use a food which, being highly nutritious, must contribute to their physical development. There is nothing mysterious about this article, which is known as golio. It is simply the flour j made from any of the cereals, oy parcn| ing or roasting before grinding. One I cau scarcely pass through any village of | the Canari s without witnessing some step in the preparation of this food. ! The grain is first picked, over, thpn ! roasted above a charcoal lire, and after ward grouud at the windmills which abound everywhere. When it is to be eaten, milk, soup or any other fluid ia mixed with it, without further cooking. Nothing can be more 4'handy" than such j an article of food. The Canarian laborer, j if he goes forth to his work alone, takes ; with him some gofo in a bag made of ) the stomach of a kid; if there are several persons, the skin of a kid is used. When i meal-time has arrived, a little water is j poured into the bag with the gofio, the , mixture is well shaken, and the meal is I prepared without further ado. The Caj narian Archipelago consists of seven ini habited islands, with a population of j two hundred and eighty thousand persons. At least two hundred thousand ! of them live economically on gofio, as their fathers did before them, from time ' immemorial. The food is said to be not only delicious and wholesome for those who are not accustomed to it, but to possess also a tendency to counteract certain digestive ills to which the civilized stomach is heir, thus restoring man, in a .y-wioo..a +r\ rtViTrai^al nf UICUOUIC} UV WUV> |7UJW4VC?? VVUV?4V*VM ? the happy savage. Practical Hints on Disinfection. The following is from "Disease Germs and How to Combat Them," by Lucius Pitkin, in The Century: First?Corrosive sublimate (mercuric chloride), sulphate of copper, and chloride of lime are among our be=t disinfectants, the first two being poisonous. At wholesale drug stores in New York single pounds can be obtained, mercuric chloride costing seveuty-tive cents, the others ten cents a pound. Sccond?A quarter of a pound of corrosive sublimate and a pound of sulphate of copper in one gallon of water makes a concentratcd solution to keep in stock. We will refer to it as "solution A." Third?For the ordinary disinfecting solution add a half pint of "solution A" to a gallon of water. This, while costing less thau a cent and a half per gallon, is a good strength for general use. Use in about equal quantity in disinfecting choleraic or typhoid fever excreta. Fourth?A four per cent, solution of good chloride of lime, or a quarter pint of "solution A" to a gallon of water is used to wash wood-work floors, and wn ilen furniture, after fumicration and and ventilation. Fifth?For fumigating with sulphur, three or four pounds should be used to every thousand cubic feet air space. ! Burn in an old tin basin floating in a tub of water; keep room closed twelve hours to allow the fumes to penetrate all cracks. T hen open a window from the outside and allow fumes to escape into air. Six?Soak sheets, etc., in chloride of lime solution, wring out and boil. Seventh?Cesspools, etc., should be well covered on top with a mixture of lime with ten parts of dry s ind. Eighth?Isolate the patieut iu an upper j rocmfrom which curtains, carpets, and stuffed furniture have been removed. The solution of mercuric chloride must not be placed in metal vessels, since the mercury would plate them. The Growth of Trees. The stems of trees increase in height ! only bv the addition of new cells at the ! top, the old cells remaining tixed in one j position; consequently there can be no I stretching or elongation of the old stem. ! If you will drive a large nail or "spike j into the stem of a tree, it will remain at ! the same height as when driven as long ; as the tree lives. As the branches of ' trees enlarge, the point of junction with j the main "stem may rise or increase in , height through the disposition in wood I on the upper side, but as it is the same ' ' * * -1 T 1 | all around trie orancn, me unuer utauua j will be a less distance from the ground : than when the branch was small and i young. In the matter of growth of our forest trees, we have passed beyond meie theories and deal mainly with facts. The stem of a tree is composed of wood in different conditions. The term "alburnum" is applied to the new or sap wood, through which the crude sap absorbed by the wood passes upward to the leaves where it is assimilated. On j returning, it is distributed over the enj tire surface of the tree, formiDg new layers of wood and bark. This albur! num of sap wood, sooner or later, is ; mostly changed into heart woo:l, assumI ing in most kinds of trees a dark color, I as seen in the red cedar, bleck ualnut, beach and oak; and, although it is in fact dead wood, decay is prevented through its protection from the air by surrounding layers of alburnum. The old or heart wood gives strength to the tree, and prevents blowing down, but is in no other way necessary, for an old hollow trunk may live and thrive for many years, because new layers of wood cells are annually added to the outside, : and through these the nutriment is obtained. ?JS'tiD York Sun. The St. Bernard Dog. Before I saw one I always imagined the St. Bernard to be as laigeas a lion and strong as a bull. The picture in my youthful geography had made these impressions. When a dog that I supposed to be an overgrown setter was pointed out as one of the celebrated Alpine j breed, my cherishcd imaginative strucj turcs went clattering to the ground, j Many a time had I in my early boyhood on a winter's night when it was snowing hard outside, sat before a cheerful fire and thought that was the kind of : weather when the sagacious St. Bernard patroled the mountain passes on the lookout f r storm bound travelers. When some poor wretch half perishing in the snow was found, his freezing blood would be thawed by the dog's warm body and the brandy flask so coni veniently attached to the collar. After regaining strength I su] posed the i traveler would mount the dog's back i and the animal trot off with him to the > monastery. But it was plain that this i St. Bernard (he was a crack too), had he i been large enough to carry a man, could . not trot; he was entirely too straight in the stifles. It is doubtful if he could I have even walked fast enough to keep 1 himself from freezing to death on a real cold night.?Forest and Stream. s Of pig iron we turn out twelve tons, and of steel rails three tons every minute. -K ?*! W- -t- . . "V'V.- . - | CURIOUS CEADLES. = HOW BABIES OF SOME RACES ARE ROCKED TO SLEEP. ; The Queer Chinese Institution?A Lapp Baby's Snow Cradle?A Palm Leaf Bed?Samoan Torture Box, Etc. Different people have cradles peculiar : themselves. and merrv little eves I sometimes look out upon this big, round J ball that swings in the air from some novel houses. There are persons living to-day whose cradles were of the primitive backwoods pattern, being roughly hewn troughs fastened to clumsy rockers. From cradles of this kind have stepped presidents, generals and statesmen, and the frontier rockers, in more than ono instance, have rocked the world. The Chinese have a queer institution which they call the winter cradle. It is shaped somewhat like an hour glass and stauds on end. There is an opening above and below, and the waist, which is contracted, serves to keep the celestial baby on his feet. Day after day little almond-shaped eyes peep over the top of this cradle and little hands play with miniature dragons and other toys till the < I jiurse puts in an appearance. Some of < I these winter cradles are made of wicker ' j work aud are beautifully painted by i Chinese women artists. It is almost im- f possible for one to be upset; but now i and then, when two are placed close to- 1 getner and the occupants declare war 1 and measure arms, two cradles roll over j the floor to noises that "bring down the ] house." c The Lapp baby very often has a snow cradle, for when the indulgent mother attends church she makes a hole in the snow outside and deposits the young Laplander therein. It is no uncommon j sight to see a circle of these snow cradles ] in front of a Lapp chape!, and now and j then a fierce-looking lot of dogs are on 1 guard to keep off the wolves that might 1 meditate a raid on the baby contingent. 1 The Lapp cradle in material diners essentially from that used by the Bushman baby, whose mother digs a hole in the hot sand and chucks him therein in the shadow of some lonely bush. Sometimes the cradle is ready to hand in the 6hape of an ostrich nest, and now and then some feathers left by the mighty bird help to soften the nest of the future Bushman warrior. There is a tribe in the palm region of the Ama on that cradles the young in palm leaves. A single ieaf turned up around the edges by some native process makes an excellent cradle, and now and then it i3 made to do service as a bath tub. Strong cords are formed from the sinews of another species of palm, and by these this natural cradle i3 swunjj alongside a tree, and the wind rocks the little tot to sleep. Long ago the Amazonian mothers discovered that it was not wise to leave baby and cradle under a cocoa palm, for the mischievous monkey delighted to drop nuts down- J ward with unerring precision. An older j child is stationed near by to watch the j baby during his siesta, and the chatter t of monkeys overhead is enough to cause 1 a speedy migration. 1 Patagonian babies are kept in crad les , made of flat pieces of board. Two t pieces of guanaco skin are so arranged < across the cradle that the child is firmly 1 fastened inside, and can be carried thus { suspended from a saddle bow without i danger. In the rtide huts of this people i these cradles are hung, hammock wise, ' f-.n th? rafters, and. amid the smoke that darkens everything, including his very \ nature it seems, the Patagonian infant ( passes his first stages of babyhood. < When the village migrates the cradle is ' swung from the saddle, and in swim- j ming a stream it floats like a canoe on , the surface, while the horse is almost i entirely submerged. Sir Francis Head, | who saw a great deal of Palagonian life 1 I years ago, leaves on record that the Pata- ] ! gonian baby in his cradle is one of the I best-natured representatives of the in- , fant world. i The Samoan cradle, I am sorry to say, is a torture box. So is that used by the Chinooks of the Northwest coast. The baby is lashed to a board with strong thongs. Under the head is a pillow formed of mos3 or iabbit skins, and a piece of wood is placed over the head at an incline and is held in its place by cords which reach to the foot of the \ i queer cradle. The forehead is bandaged ! and the pressure of the inclined board i I gradually flattens the head of the child to the desired degree. Imprisoned thus the Chinook baby parses the first eight j months of its existence. During all this time it is never wholly released, though ' tho various bandages are takeu off at 1 stated intervals from motives of cleanli ness This is Chinook baby raising. , The Satnoans encase their children in torture cradles, face upwards, and im- < pcde the growth of the skull with 1 weights of flat stones. There is no pos- \ sible escape from the crdle, and the Samoan and Chinook babic3 are compelled to begin life in a manner that eavors of heartless brutality.?New York Graphic. Suicide an I the Weitlior. "Any weather," said Dr. Hamilton to a New York Sun reporter, "which lowers the vitality of a person strengthens the disposition to commit suicide. There is nothing very strange about that, odd as it seems, to say that the weather influences suicide. We all know how common it is to feel blue and low-spirited on- dark, muggy days. The depression of spirits at such times in the case of an emotional person?and emotional people I are the ones who commit suicide?may give the decisive and concluding impulse to take his own life. Of course the dark, muggy day alone is not sufficient and does not alone give the suicidal impulse ; it merely forms the last strain on the camel's back. We must suppose that the disposition toward suicide from some of the great causes is present in fo:ce. ' There have been some very queer notions held on '.his point. It was an old slander against Englishmen, which Montesquieu quoted, I think, that Englishmen were more prone to suicide than other people on account of the dark, foggy days of their country's climate. It was as a plausible statement, and was generally regarded as true until an industrious gatherer of statistics proved that in Holland, where there is much more fog and darkness than in England, there is much less suicide. So November, on account of its gloomy weather, ha9 always borne a bad name as the month of suicides; but statistics gathered from all paits of the world show that there are more suicides in May than in November, and that, generally, theie are more sui- | cides in the summer than in the winter I days. "To make a general statement, it is j tipon a day when the dark sky and the ; high temperature are joined when the ' friends of the would-be suicide want to ' look out for him. The warm, humid, j cloudy atmosphere?this is what in-1 fluences suiciae in a very appreciable degree." RELIGIOUS READING. Christian Union. Blest be the holy bands, Uniting hearts and hands, One chain of love; One life, one hope, one aim, One faith in one blest Name, Our rock, our God the same, Below?above. Cleansed by atoning blood, Washed in one healing flood One God we own; Oars to accept his word, Ours tn nhpv our Lord. Making, with glad accord, Our hearts his throne. The whispering pine and palm Shall blend in one sweet psalm, Dear Lord, to tbee; We seek the world to save? We form one army braveAs thousand drops?one wave, All streams?one sea. ( Glory to God, our King; Saviour, thy kingdom bring, Thy will be done; Exert thy glorious might, Put all thy fees to flight, Triumphant, c aim thy right, And wear thy crown. The Cro?? of Chrtnt. Let the cross of Christ teach us to lcok :almlyonthis suffering world. Life is full >f trials, and it is a perplexing thing to look ?round us and see the race of men groaning inder their burdens. We know but one satisfactory explanation of this strange mys?ry,?thoroughly satisfactory,?which calms ill doubt. The cross of Christ is the explanition. The cross is the distinct announcenent to us, of that wonderful law which fills ill life,?that "through much tribulation we nust enter into the kingdom of heaven." Perfection through suffering,?that is the loctrine of the cross. There is love in that aw.??F. W. Robertson. Work of .Vothen. It is the mothere of today who have in land, as no others can have, the making of :he rising generation. Hence they, more ;han anv or all others out toeether. hold in iheir hands the worlcf's immediate future. They really make that future wbat it must )e through what they make their children, [t is they who mold society, choose rulers, let up or pull down thrones and dominions, Tile the world. There ia no power on earth ike that of the mother in the home. She is 11 ways therein the power behind the throne. 3he uncrowns and dethrones herself when he goes outside this really vast realm, hough seemingly so (mall, to seek a larger iphere, to grasp, if she may, the reins of risible power and authority ? to issert and maintain her rights ind prerogatives among men is equals, to whom, in her own place and phere, she is already the superior?for with ier rests the making of men ia a large legree. Oh, that the mothers of our day vould only strive to be like the mother of rnr blessed Lord, who sought simply to be ier own sweet and lovable self by being that vhich was well pleasing in the sight of the Licrd; who asked for no higher place or vider sphere than her humble home in Nazireth gave her, nor even dreamed that there vas a greater or grander work possible to ier than that allotted her in the motherly ;are and nurture of the holy child Jesus.? Golden Rule. Value of Example. The example of a godly man is a living, itandiug memento to ali around him of Christ, death and eternity. Piety of a high grade not only removes objections, but wins (steem. The irreligious sometimes talk as if /vnncirloroH PhristinnQ nv?r-RPmnuloufl when they stand upon their principles and efuse to yield a sinful compliance with the ipirit and practice of the multitude, when really they think no such tiling. When they tee a Christian truly consistent in his contact, their hearts ore constrained to do him Domage; yet to do homage to the religion he professes. In consistent, personal religion there is something so intrinsically loving and winning that the most wicked profoundly respect and venerate it However far men nay, in heart and life, depart from God, their reason and jonscience will always condemn their course, and with awo and admiration ipprove the conduct of those who follow Christ fully. Would you then inspire the unconverted, with the highest appreciation >f your religion? Would you win hearts for Che Master? Then away from the dust of self-seeking, and put on the shining garments of salvatioh. In this way your piety will become converting; because it is attractive. Personal religion not only removes objections, but is the most powerful annual to the consciences of the unbelieving:. The consistently religious man says to the ungodly, more eloquently and urgently than all others: "We are journeying unto the place of which the Lord said, I will give it to you. Come thou with us, and we will do thee good."?[Chicago Watchman. Infeilor Aini?. The useless man is worthless mentally, and the worthless man is morally useless. A life addicted to worthless pursuits begets remorse and self-upbraidings, which, however angry and stinging they may be, seldom lead to amendment. A life addicted to a useless pursuit so weakens the mind as to make it incapable of vigorous, much less of sustained, effort. Bishop Heber, the author of the famouj missionary hymn, '"from Greenland's Icy Mountains," had a brother whose learning and talents would have secured him fame and influence but for his persistence in misusing them. He was a bibliomaniac, and spent one-half his life?thirty years?in travBling over Europo to collect: rare books. His learning and fortune enabled him to make such an immense collection of rare and valuable works that when he died he owned four lirge libraries in England and seven or eight on the contineut. He cared little to read his books, and seldom visited his libraries, except to place newly acquired volumes on their shelves. At his d alh th?re were found in warehouses scores of boxes filled with books, which he had not found time to unpack. His life was useless, except in saving other bibliomaniacs labor and expens9. After his death, at the sale of his libraries in London, which occupied several week*, rival book collectors bought what they wanted without the trouble of traveling over Europe to find them. Charles Greville tells of a Mr. Gregory, who early in life determined to make a for*" *" * * mt/vltf Kn * 1/4 o m a ff n i_ L UI It? | J Li U1 UC1 buau uo uiiguu uunu u uia^iuflcent house. He lived, worked and traveled for no other object. Wherever he went he sought out useful and ornamental objects for his projected palace. When he had accumulated the fortune which gave him an income of ?12.000 ($00,000) a year, he began to build. He built so slowly and with so much magnificence that his friends suggested that the completion of the palace and his own death might be about the same time. His answer was: "It is my amusement, as hunting or shooting or feasting is the amusement oi other people. In pursuing it, I am led into all parts of Europe and mix with all sorts of people that I may obtain articles to adorn my house or to make it more comfortable If I never live in it, I don't care. I am carrying out the object of my life." A man living solely to build a palace for the purpose of his own gratification. These incidents represent inferior aims in life. It is every man's duty to do the best work of which he is capable, and to exert his best influence. His spiritual influences are his highest interests and the only ones that will last; if he cares for his soul, his conscience will care for his intellect and body. Seek first and above all "the kingdom of God and His righteousness." A true life lives in the happiness it creates, and derives its joy from the service of God and of others. ?[Youth's Companion. All Can Understand. Here is a temperance lecture all can understand. It is a copy of a placard hung up in a Kirkville, Mo., grocery store, and reads: "Any man who uiiuna htw .w whisky per day for a year, and pays ten cents a drink for it, can have at our store thirty sacks of flour, 2o0 pounds of granulated sugar and seventy-three pounds of good green coffee for the same money, and get $ >.50 premium for making the change in his expenditures." A federation of all the womon's societies of Chicago ha< been formed under the name of the Federation of Women's Societies, with HLss Frances E. Willard as President. REV. DR. TALMAGE. THE BROOKLYN DIVINE'S SUNDAY SERMON. Subject: "In Good Humor With Our Circumstauces." Text:?t:Be content with such things as ye have.'"?Hebrews xiii, 5. If I should ask some one: "Where is Brooklyn to-day?" he would say, "At Brighton Beach, or East Hampton, or Shelter Island." "Where is New York to-day?" "At Long Branch." "Where Philadelphia?' "At Cape May." "Where is Boston?" "At Martha's Vineyard." "Where is Virginia?" "At the Sulphur Springs." "Where the great multitude from all parts of the land?" "At Sara toga," the modern Eethesda, where the atigel of health is ever stirring the waters. But, my friends, the largest multitude are at home, detained by business or circumstances. Among them all newspaper men, the hardest worked and the least compensated; city railroad employes, and ferry masters, and the police, and the tens of thousands of clerks and merchants waiting for their turn of absence, and households with an invalid who cannot be moved, and others hindered by stringent oircumstances, and the great multitude of well to do people who stay at home because they like home better than any other place, refusing to go away simply because it is the fashion to go. When the express wagon, with its mountain of trunks directed to the Catskills or Niagara, goes through the streets, we stand at our window envious and impatient, and wonder why we cannot go as well as others. Foo.'s that we are, as though one could not be as happy at home as anywhere else. Onr grandfathers and grandmothers had as good a time as we have, long before the first spring was bored at Saratoga, or the first deer shot in the Adirondacks. They made their wedding tour to the next farmhouse, or, living in New York, the celebrated they event by an extra walk on the Battery. Now, the genuine American is not happy until he is going somewhere, and the passion is so great that there are Christian people with their families detained in the city who come not to the house of God, trying togive people the idea, that they are out of town; leaving the door plate unscoured for the same reason, and for two months keeping the front shutters closed while they sit in the back part of the house, the thermometer at ninety! My friends, if it is better for us to gp, let us go and be happy. If it be best for usto stay at home, let us stay at home and behappy. There is a great deal of good common 'sense in Paul's advice to the Hebrews: ' Be content with such thines as ve have." To be content is to be in good humor with, our circumstances, not picking a quarrel with our obscurity, or our poverty, or our social position. There ore four or five grand, reasons why we should be content with such things as we have. The first reason that I mention as leading to this spirit devised in the text, is the consideration that the poorest of us have all that is indispensable in life. We make a great ado about our hardships, but how little we talk of our blessings. Health and body, which is given in largest quantity to those who have never been petted, and fondled,and spoiled by fortune, we take as a matter of course. Bather have this luxury, and have it alone, than, without it, look out of a palace window upon parks of deer stalking Between fountains and statuary. These people sleep sounder on a straw mattres3 than fashionable invalids on a couch of ivory and eagles' down. The dinner of herbs tastes better to the appetite sharpened on a woodman's ax or a reaper's scythethan wealthy indigestion experiences seated at a table covered with partridge, aid venison, and pineapple. The grandest luxury God ever gave a man is healtii. He who trades that off for all the palaces of the earth is infinitely cheated. We look back at vhe glory of the last Napoleon, but who would have taken his Versailles and his Tuileries- if with them we had been obliged to take his gout! '"Oh," says some one, "it isn't the grosser pleasures I covet, but it is the gratification of an artistic and intellectual taste-." Why, my brother, you have the- original from which these pictures are copied. What is a sunset on a wall compared with a sunset hung in loops of fire on the heavens t What is a cascade silent on a canvas compared with a cascade that makes the- mountain tremble, ita spray ascending like the departed spirit of the water slain od the rocks? Oh, there is a great deal of hollow affectation about a fondness tor pictures on the part of those who never appreciate the original from which the pictures are taken. As though a parent should have no regard for His child, but go into ecstasies over its photograph. Bless the Lord to-day, oh, man! oh, woman! that though you may be shut out from the works of a Church, a Bierstadt, a Rubens and a Raphael, you still have free access to a gallery grander than the Louvre or the Luxemburg or the Vatican?the royal gallery of the noondav heavens, the King's gallery of the midnight sky. Another consideration leading us to a spirit of contentment is the fact that our happiness is not dependent upon outward circumstances. You see people happy and miserable amid all circumstances. In a family where the last loaf is on the table, and the last stick of wood on the fire, you sometimes find a cheerful confidence in God, while in a very fine placti you will see and hear discord sounding her war whoop, and hospitally. freezing to death in the cheerless parlor I stopped one day on Broadway at the head of Wall street, at the foot of Trinity church, to see who seemed the happiest people passing. I judged from their looks the happiest people were not those who went down into Wall ??* A*? Koir KrATT fVio n n TiP iirwt, iUI IUDJ unu VU kuti! VI VI? vuw w w fcy of the dollar they expected to make; nor Ihe people who came out of Wall street, fni they they had on their brow the anxiety of the dollar they had lost; nor the people who swept by in splendid equipage, for they met a carriage that was finer than theirs. The happiest person in all that crowd, judging from the countenance, was the woman who sat at the apple stand knitting. I believe real happiness oftener looks out of the window of an humble home than through the opera glass of the gilded box of a theatre. I find Nero growling on the throne. I find Paul singing in a dungeon. I find King Ahab going to bed at noon through melancholy, while near by is Naboth contented in the possession of a vineyard. Haman, Prime Minister of Persia, frets himself almost to death because a poor Jew will not tip his hat; and Ahithophel, one of the greatest lawyers of Bible times, through fear of dying, hang} h mself. The wealthiest man, forty years ago, in New York, when congratulated over his large estate, replied: "Ah! you don't know how much trouble I have in taking I care Of it." Byron declare i in ms hours that he had never seen more than twelve happy days in all his life. I do not believe he had seen twelve minutas of thorough satisfaction. Napoleon I. said: "I tarn with disgust from the cowardice and selfishness of men; I hold life a horror; death is repose. What I have suffered the last twenty days is beyond human comprehension." While, on tho other hand, to show how one may bo happy amid the most disadvantageous circumstances, just after the Ocean Monarch had been wrecked in the English channel, a steamer was cruising along in the darkness, when the captain heard a song, a sweet song, coming over the water, and he bore down toward that voice, and found it was a Christian women on a plank of the wrecked steamer, singing to the tune of "St. Martin's:" Jean?, lover of my eonl, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still Is high. The heart right toward God and man, we are happy. The heart wrong toward God and man, we are unhappy. Another reason why we should come to this spirit inculcated in the text is tho fact that all the differences of earthly condition I are transitory. The houses you build, the I land you culture, the places in wmtu juu I barter, are soon to go into other hands. However hard you may have it now, if you are a Christian the scene will soon end. Fain, trial, persecution never knock at the ioor of the crave. A coffin made out of pine boards is just as good a resting place as one made out of silver mounted mahogany or rosowood. Go down among the resting places of the dead, and you will find that though people there had a greater difference of w orldly circumstances, now they are all alike unconscious. The hand that greeted the Senator, and the President, and the King is still as the hand that hardened on the mechanic's hammer or the manufacturer's wheel. It does not make any difference now whether there is a plain stona above them from which the traveler pulls aside the weeds to read the name, or a tall shaft springing into the heavens as though to tell toeir virtues to the skies. In that silent land there are no titles for great men, and there are no rumbling* of chariot wheels, aud there is never heard the foot of the dance. The Egyptian guano \ - -yf: i :-;V' ' -v which is thrown on the fleAte in the east tot the enrichment of the soil is the dost raked out from the sepulchers of kings and lords and mighty men. Oh the chagrin of those men if they had ever known that in the after ages of the world they would hare been called Egyptian guano. Of how much worth now is the crown of Caesar? Who bids for it? Who cares now anything about the Amphictyonic council or the laws of Lycurgus? Who trembles now because Xerxes crossed the Hellespont on a bridge of boats? Who fears because Nebu- , chadnezzar thunders at the gates of Jerusalem? Who cares now whether or not Cleopatra marries Antony? Who crouches before Ferdinand, or Boniface, or Alaric? Can Cromwell dissolve the English parliament now? Is William, Prince of Oranee, King of the IMafhavlnnHs? Wn nnt Hnw?vnp milph Elizabeth may love the Russian crown, she 1 must pass it to Peter, and Peter to Catherine, and Catherine to Paul, and Paul to Alexander, and Alexander to Nicholas. Leopold j puts the German scepter into the hand of l Joseph, and Philip comes down off the Span- j ish throne to let Ferdinand go on. House of i Aragon, house of Hapsburg, house of Stuart, house of Bourbon, quarreling about everything else, but agreeing in this: 'The fashion of this world passeth away." But have all these dignitaries gone? Can they not be called back? I I have been in assemblages where I have heard I the roll called, and many distinguished men have answered. If I should call the roll today of some of those mighty ones who have gone I wonder if they would not answer. I will call the rolL I will call the roll of the Kings first: Alfred the Great! William the Conqueror 1 Frederick Hi Lous XVII No answer. I will call the- role of the poets: Robert Southeyl Thomas Campbell! John Keats! George Crabbe! Robert Burns! No answer. I call the roll of artists: Michael Angelol Paul Veronese! William Turner! Christopher Wren I No- answer. Eyes closed Ears deaf. Lips silent Hands palsied. Scepter, pencil, pen, sword, put down forever. Why should we struggle for such baubles? Another reason why we should culture this spirit of cheerfulness is the fact that God knows what is best for His creatures. You know what is best for your child. He thinks you are not as liberal with him as-you ought to be. He criticises your discipline, but you look over the whole field, and you, loving that child, do what in your deliberate judgment is best for him. Now, God is the best of fathers. Sometimes his children think that he is hard on them, and that he i* not as liberal with them as he might be. Bat children do not know as much as a father. I ?? mUrr tt/"im own nnf. lortrolir offlnnnl;. tail WCil JWU nuj J VU (U V UV? AUt gvtj and why you have not been grandly successful It is because you cannot stand the tsmptation. If your path had been smooth, yoo would have depended upon your own surefootedness; but God roughened that path, so you have to take, hold of nis band. If the weather had been mild, you would have loitered along the water courses, but at the first howl of the storm yoa quickened your pace heavenward sod wrapped around you the warm robe of a Soviour's righteousness. "What have I done?" says the wheat3heaf to the farmer; "what have I done that you beat me so hard with your flail?" The farmer makes no answer, but the rake takes off the straw, and the mill blows the chaff to the wind, and the golden grain falls down at the foot of the windmill After awhile, the straw looking down from the mow upon the golden grain banked up on either side the floor understands why the farmer beat the wheatsheaf with the flaiL Who are those before the throne? The azt?wer came: "These are they who, out of great tribulation, had their robes washed and made whits in the b'.ood of the lamb." Would God that we could understand that our trials are the very best thing for us. If we bad an appreciation of that truth, then we should know why it was that John Noyra, the martyr, in the very midst of the Same, reached down and picked up one of the fagots that was consuming him, and kissed it, and said: "Blessed be God for the time when I was born for this preferment" Tbey who suffer with Him on earth shall be flo/i oriJ-.h TTIm 111 hAftvan. Be content then, with such things as you have. Another consideration leading: us to the spirit of the text is the assurance that the Lord will provide somehow. "Will he who holds the water in the hollow of his hand a low his children to die of thirst? Will he who owns the cattle on a thousand hills, ami all the earth's luxuriance of grain and fruit, allow bis children to starve? Go out tomorrow morning at 5 o'clock in the woods and hear the birds chant. They have had no breakfast, they know not where they will dine, they have no idea where they will sup; but hear the birds chant at 5 o'clock in the morning. "Behold the fowls of the air; for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor father into barns, yet your heavenly ather feedeth them. Are you not much better than they?" Seven thousand people, in Christ's time, went into the desert They were the most improvident people I ever heard of. They deserved to starve. They might havo taken food enough to last them until they got back. Nothing did they take. A lad. who had more wit than all of them ' put together, asked his mother that morning lor some loaves of bread and some fishes. They were put into his sacbeL He went out into the desert From this provision the seven thousand were fed, and the more they ate the larger the loaves grew until the provision that the boy brought in one sachel was .multiplied so he could not have carried the fragments home in six sachels. "O," yousay, "times have changed,and the day of miracles has gone." I reply that, what God did then by miracle, He does now in somo other way, and by natural laws. "I have been young," said David, "but now I am old; yet have I never seen the righteous forsaken, nor His seed begging bread.1' It is high time that you people who are fretting about worldly circumstances, and who are fearing you are coming to want, understood tnat tne oain or the eternal God is involved in the fact that you are to have enough to eat and to wear. Again: 1 remark that the religion of Jesus Christ is the grandest influence to make a I man contented. Indemnity against all financial and spiritual harm! It calms the spirit, | dwindles the earth into insignificance, and | swallows up the soul with the thougnc or heaven. 0 ye who have been going about from place to place expecting to iind in change of circumstances something to give solace to the spirit, I commend you, this morning, to the warm-hearted,earnest, practical, common sense religion of the Lord Jesus Christ "There is no peace, saith my God, for the wicked," and as long as you continue in your sin you will be miserable. Come to Christ. Make Him your portion, and start for heaven,and you will be a happy man?you will be a happy woman. Yet, my friends, notwithstanding all these Inducements to a spirit of contentment, I have to tell you this morning the human race is divided into two classes- those who scold and those who get scolded. The carpenter wants to be anything but a carpenter, and the mason anything but a mason, and the banker anything but a banker, and the lawyer anything but a lawyer, and the minister anythiug but a minister, and everybody would be happy if he were only somebody else. The anemone wants to be a sunflower, and the apple orchards throw down their hinsnmq because thev are not tall cedars, | and the scow wants to be a schooner, and the sloop would like to be a seventy-four pounder, and parents have the worst children that ever were, and everbody has the greatest misfortune, and everything is upsiao down, or going to be. Ah! my friends, you never make any advance through such a spirit as that. 1'ou cannot fret yourself up; you may fret yourself down. "Araid all this grating of tono31 strike this string of the Gospel harp: "Godliness with contentment is great gain. We brought nothing into the world, and it is very certain we can carry nothing out; having food and raiment, let us therewith be content." Let us all remember, if we are Christians, that we are going after a while, whatever be our circumstances now, to have a glorious vacation. As in summer we put off our garments and go down into the cool sea to bathe, so we will put off these garments of flesh, and Jtep into the cool Jordan. We will look around for some place to lay down our weariness; and the trees will say: "Come and rest under our shadow;" and the earth will say: "Come and sleep in my bosom;" and the winds will say: "Hush! while 1 sing thee a cradle hymn;" and while six strong men carry us out to our last resting place, and ashes come to ashes and dust to dust, we will see two scarred feet standing amid the broken soil, and a lacerated brow bending over the open grave, while a voice, tender with all affection and mighty with all omnipotence, will declare: "I am the resurrection and the life; he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live." Comfort one another with these words. Rev. Joel Swurt/, D.D., of Gettysburg. Pa., proves by the testimony of the biographers of Luther that he was not the author of the familiar couplet: "Who loves not wine, w;feand song, mnnim a fool his whole life long," but that it originated in 1775, two h;:n.Ir3rl rind ninoty-two years aft9r Luther's dcutu. ; -ri gr ' - ' . ?' r i _ . 1^-%'k ! TEMPERANCE. . I ? *, "4| Found Dead. "Found dead by the roadside, Augustus Hall* With a bottle clasped to his frozen breast-j ! He died from drink, where he chanced t*>J, fall"? j Ran the coroner's verdict?and this was all;) God only knows the rest. ~ Where was the soul, once brave and stronf As he staggered along the broad highwayv Where was the Mentor of right and wrong,\ As he babbled a stave of the drinking song] Heard in a den that day? "Fire la vief as the maudlin swell Went trembling out on the startled all An echo marked, from the frozen dell, *KLa vie?la vie!" he reeled and fell, Where to, he did not caret The wind, in the leaflet tree tops, beat The onward march of a wintry storm, But the snow came down with silent feet And tenderly spread a winding-sheet " ... Over the human form. \ m... t J ut_ il, _!,/> tliA mnmfnir! iUCJ IUUI1U fiLUU bUOIOr TTUCU UUO iuv4uu?5| light Shone over the woodland far and free, Still and stark, in the shimmering light With his lips apart as, yesternight, He sung, "Vive la vieP' This human wreck itthia rag# and grime, I The lowest and least of his fellow-men ^ Had never committed a penal crime? \ Was followed and flattered, in manhood's] prime. For eloquent tongue and pen. He had led the van for truth and right, , But, alasl he fell, where thousands yield; \ Fell, with the goal of his hope in sight, \ Fell, in the strength of his mind and might?? And sleeps in letter's-Field. The terrible sin, may God forefend, Of the man who never stops to think He may dig a pit, and shape the end Of a ruin life, when he asks-a friend To take a social drink. , Srtvrrh T Rn/^nn In VrtM /?AMin/in(dA. I John B. Gongli on Two Caps. John B. Gough, the great temperance lecturer, did more perhaps than any other one to educate the public sentiment against tho rum traffic. In one of his lectures he used the following language, referring to a cup ofl cold water as the cup of blessing, and to tho wine cup as the cup of horrors: THE CUP OF BLESSING. "There is no poison in that cup, no fiendish spirit dwells beneath these crystal drops to| lure you and me and all of us to ruin; no spectral shadows play upon its wavelees mir-J face; no widow's groan nor orphan's tears, rise to God from those placid fountains: misery, crime, wretchedness, woe, want, anal roes come not within the hallowed precincts] where cold water reigns supreme?pure now, as when it left its native heaven, giving vigor to our youth, strength to our manhoodJ and solace to our old age. Cold water isl - beautiful, and bright, and pure everywhere.) In the moonlit fountains and the sunny rills; in the warbling brook and the giant! river; in the deep, tangled wild wood ana thd' cataract's spray; m the hand of beauty or on the lips of manhood?cold water is beautiful everywhere. THE CUP OF HORBOBS. "Rum! There is a poison in that can. There is a serpent in that cup whose sting is madness and whosa embrace is death. There dwells beneath that smilling surface a fiendish spirit which for centuries has been wan?( dering over the earth, carrying on a war oft desolation and destruction against mankind, | blighting and mildewing the noblest aHeo tions of the heart, and corrupting with ita foul breath the tide of human life, and1 changing the glad, green earth into a lazar house. Gaze on it! But shudder as you gaze! Those sparkling drops are murder in " disguise; so quiet now, yet widows' groans! and orphans' tears and maniacs' yells are in' that cup. The worm that dieth not, and tho; fire that is not quenched, are in that cup. J "Peace and hope, and love and truth, dwell not within that fiery circle where dwells that desolating monster which men call rum, corrupt now as when it left its native hell, giving fire to the eye, piadness to the brain and ruin to the soul. Rum is vile and deadly and accursed everywhere. The poet would liken it, in its fiery glow, to the flames that flicker around the abode of the damned. The theo-. logian would point you. to the drunkard's, life, and thunder in your ears the drunkard's doom, while the historian would unfold the dark record of the past, and point you to the fate of empires ana kingdoms, lured to ruin1 hv tho siren sone of the tempter, and sleep-' ing now in colH obscurity?the wrecks of what was once great, grand and ^glorious.' Yes, rum is corrupt and vile, and deadly and: accursed everywhere Fit type and semblance of all earthly corruption! ".Base art thou yet, as when the wise man warned us of tby power and l>ade us flee thy enchantment Vile art thou yet, as when thou first went forth on thy unholy! mission?filling earth with desolation and: madness, woe and anguish. Deadly art thou' yet, as when thy envenomed tooth first took! hold on human hearts, and thy serpent tongue first drank up the warm life blood ofj immortal souls. Accursed art thou yet, as when the bones of thy first victim rotted in! a damp grave, and its shrieks echoed along! the caverns of helL Yes, thou infernal^ spirit of rum, through all past time hast thou been, as through all coming time thou shalt be, , . ACCURSED EVERYWHERE. 1 ' 'In the fiery foundations of the still; in the seething bubbles of the cauldron; in the kingly palace and the drunkard's hovel; in the rich man's cellar and the poor man's clo?et; in the pestilential vapors of foul dens, and in the blaze of gilded saloons; in the hand of beauty, and on the lip of manhood* rum is vile and deadly and accursed everywhere. "Rum, we yield not to thy unhallowed influence, and together we have met to plan thy destruction. And by what new name shall we call thee, and to what shall we liken thee when we speak of thv attributes? Others may call thee the chilu of perdition, the base born progeny of sin and Satan, the murderer of mankind, and the tiaetroyer of immortal souls; but I this night will give thee a new name among men and crown thee with a new horror, and that new name shall be the sacramental cup of the rum power; and I will say to all the sons and daughters of earth: Dash it down! And thou, rum, shalt be my text in my pilgrimage among men; and not alone shall my tongue utter it, but the groans of orphans in their agony and the ?! ' ? " HoanlnMnn shall nrO cries UL Y? 1U\/ rr O lit vuvia uvwV.Mv.?_ claim it the enemy of home, the traducer of childhood, and the destroyer of manhood, whose only antidote is the sacramental cup of temperance, cold water!" Ram's Work In Africa. Rev. Horace Waller, at the important Conference on Foreign Missions held in London recently, says that the degradation of the wretched tribes of West Africa has reached a depth that is appalling," and testifies to having seen hundreds of native girls lying in a state of intoxication round the wagons of spirit-sellers. Dr. Clarke, speaking of South Africa, corroborated the statement but used the word thousands instead of hundreds. Mr. Moir, of the African Lakes Trading Company, wrote: "I have seen boys and girls of fourteen and fifteen getting ^ their wages in rum. In fact, there are parts of tho country in which there is practically no other currency. It is enousrh to arouse the most placid spirit to read that the merchants of Mauritius send their refuse rum, worthless in any other market, to the recently converted island of Madagascar, and, despite the entreaties of rulers and people, force upon them a trade which ha3 done much to nullify the work of the Christian missionaries." _ Confession of a Drnnkard. I had position high and holy. The demon tore from around me the robes of my sacred office and sent me forth churchless and Godless, a very hissing and byword among men. Afterward my voice was heard in the courts. But the dust gathered on my open books, and no footfall crossed the threshold of the drunkard's office. I had money ample for all necessities, but it went to feed the coffers of the devil which possessed me. I had a home adorned with all that wealth and the most exquisite taste could suggest. The devil crossed its threshold and the light faded from its chamber*. And thus I stand, a clergyman without a church, a barrister without a brief, a man with scarcely a friend, a soul without hopeall swallowed up in the maelstrom of drink. Of 3000 convicted criminals exam ned by a French medical man, M. Marambet, mora than half were drunkards?that is, seventynine per cent, of the vagabonds and mendicants, fifty per cent, of the assassins, fiftyseven p3r cent, of the in?e:idiaries, and | seventy-one per cent, of the robbers. . V'. - ' - _ _ -r*