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I THE COBEANS. THEIR QUEER DRESS AXD QUAINT HABITS PORTRAYED. A Land in a State of Perpetual Siesta - Their Ponderous and ExpanI aive Hats?Scclutled Females [ ?Oddly Dressed Hair. Corca is a peninsula of about the same shape as Florida or Italy, and it haugs down into the Pacific (,'cean from the i northeast edge of Chira and the lower J nf linssiim Siberia. Be- I Iptween it and China is the dirty, boister|ous Yellow <ea, which takes a ciay and a I night by steamer to cross, and its lower I coast is about an equal distance from the I western edge of Japan. It has 1700 r miles of sea coast and its western shores | are lined with bold rocky islands. It is I a land of mountains. A great chain ^ winds through it from north to south I and, going by the laud in a steamer, its I coasts look mountainous, bleak and bare. Corea is the only land in the world [ where the huckmandoes not flourish, and ' there are no means of public conveyance v for hire. The nobles go about in chairs, Nbut each owns his own chair or rides his [Own donkey, aud the general means of 'locomotion from one place to another is | Mr. Shank's mare. [ The scenes upon the streets of Seoul, the capital, are those of another world. The whole town seems to have laid otf for a rest, and its queer population takes J a perpetual siesta. "What queer-looking animals those are which squat and smoke in couples or in dozens on the side or at the corners of the streets. They might be Chinese and they might be Japanese, but they are better looking than either. What gorgeous dresses some of them wear, and you look twice to see whether ! the big sugar-loaf hats of horse-hair j which ure fastened to their heads are a j natural part of their person or an article of dress. How many of them dress in white! and their long full gowns belly out at the front and each of their legs looks like a baby in swaddling clothes. They ! wear padded white stockings and the shoes cf the rich are gorgeous in their ' ftmhroidftred decorations. There is one I i of them walking. He swings his arms ! ( as he goes, and his pipe with its long j stem and small silver bowl hangs almost to his knees in his smoking. What a j maze of bright colors and how gorgeous I are the dclicate sky blues, the bright j pinks and the crushed strawberries which come forth from these mud-wailed J thatched huts. The contrast of colors is striking and that of conditions is more 1 so. 2*iew shapes and colors strike your eves at every turn, and had Dean fcwiii i lived here he would have had no excuse j for Gulliver. The hats.are as diirerent as the men and cacli hat has its mean - j ing. Here comes a man in a long gown of gray hemp and his head has a cover- j ing of finely-woven straw as big as a , sun umbrella which comes out and down ! over the shoulders and makes him look I as though his hat was walking off with : him. You wonder what kind of an ani- i mal he is and you peek under as he {)asses. He has a little strap of gray inen stretched between two sticks which he holds before his face and you ' ' . see only his eves and his forehead. This ' is a mourner. For three years after a j man's father or mother dies he is com- j pelled to put on this garb. He: ! must not let his face be seen; he dare not engage in festivities, 1 and he cannot marry. If, at the end of this time or during it, another relative dies, he is forced to mourn thiee years j longer, and in this way would-1:e Benedicts are kept for nine years out of the married state. From the number of these hats on the streets death seems as common in Coreaas elsewhere, and the syakle of old Time cuts down the almond-eyed Corean quite as freely as ' his straight-eyed brother. These mourners' hats are the same as those of the bull drivers. They are merely of finer material, rne Duns ana ; men are the beasts of burden of Corea, and coming up the wide street of the j capital you see many a bullock harnessed j, to rude carts, the wheels of which are fastened together with pins, and which are almost as rude as those sawed out of logs by our early pioneers. Corean hats are by do means inexpensive. The stiff ,' eugar-loaf variety of black horse-hair cost about fclfi apiece when of the best quality, and the Corean men spend more time on the dress of their heads thau they do on any other part of their bodies. ' It is said that from *200 to $300 are sometimes invested in headgear, and every Corean carries a little oiled paper conical cap which looks like an immense lamp shade closed at the top, and which folds up like a fan. When it rains he carefully pulis this over his [ horse-hair hat and ties it under th?j , chin. I have as yet seen no umbrellas ' in Corea, and there were no waterproofs in such shops as I saw. Corean hair is as queer as are Corean j hats, and there is here almost a language -? in hair dressing. Married men wear their hair different from those unmarried, and no matter what be his age, a person ' is not a man in Corea until he has a wifp. ! Boys and bachelor* rank oa the same footing. They part their hair in the middle, and it is braided in a strand /iAttrn v?n ko/*lr tvkon flin Willi'U liau^O v*v/ r? *_i lilt i;uvn. ?i u\.u vuc t^bey is married he has the right to cut off his hair, when it grows again he combs it up into a round hard knot on the crown. This knot is as big around a3 i your wrist, and it stands straight up on the crown of the head like a handle, ! which if the American Indians could hunt in Corea, would be a bonanza in scalping. With their gowns and their long hair \ thus parted in the middle the boys of .-^'orea look like girls, aud the candy sellers and venders, who tarry their goods around in little boxes slung before them by straps about the'r necks, are often taken by travelers as tbe fair i girls of the country. In Corea, however, the high-bred girls ! f are unseen. They are secluded at seven | and after this are seen only by their I brothers, their fathers and husbands. If I they comc out at all in the streets they ! I rome out at nisht and their quarters are P in the back of the house and apart from L the gaze of strange men. <>nly the t common won en, and not the ladie-, are to be seen in the city and these are as L queer as the men. They attempt to hide ' P their faces by throwing a great cloak of green silk over the r heads and holding | this at the neck with the hand, so that A often only one eye can be seen peeping ft out. This cloak is ns long as a lady s A waterproof. It has sleeves on each side, ^Land among the hundreds there is not one HPrJ which the sleeves ever appear to have y been used by an arm. But the whole , I subject of Corean women is too big for this letter, and there are a thousand B strange things about Seoul which I canK not here mention. I have treated to-day H the life of the common people. The nobles have better houses, though they flL(ire all of one story and their furniture scanty.?Frank 0. Carpenter. 50 The South is rich in resources, and ' ^ftthe capitalists are taking advantage of | the opportunities wh ch she olfers. ? " >" , t- * Raw Recruits in the German Army. ' The new crop of recruits has been mustered into service in the Prussian Army, and the awkward fellows are having their first experience with the (German Army machine on a salary of five cents a day. One pities the poor meu. Their legs will not stretch nor their arm3 bend at the right time or in the desired direction. Many of them, with hands pinioned to their sides, are started across the parade ground, compelled to take strides of such length aud stand upon one foot so loug that they fall from sheer exhaustion. Frighteued by the stentorian tones of the commander and the laughter which echoes beyoud the gates over such mishaps, they soon become like dumb animals aud repeat their mistakes from the stupidity of fear. But this condition is not lasting. After a few month", the stooped, crooked fellows have become straight as arrows, and the shurtting gait is changed to a swinging military tread. Soon after their arrival the troops are introduced to the s'ghts of the city. Placed in charge of a Sergeant they are led from place to place and listen to lectures upon the sights within. A few days ago a squad of this kind stopped in frout of the National Gallery. '"That," said the ^ergeaut, "is the National Gallery, inside of which are more pictures than all the nickels which you you will receive during your three years' service. I advise you to visit it at the first opportunity. And that," pointing to a statue in front of the beautiful building, "is the monument of His Majesty, Frederick William IV., whom you should all endeavor toemulatc." "Hut," asked a voice from the ranks, "why is the King on horseback without his helmet?'' "Stupid one."' answered the Sergeant, who dare never to be at a loss for an answer if hedevres to retain the respect of his troops, "His Majesty was probably rushing to battle upon his charger, and in the hurry forgot his headgear but grasped his sword." The recruit was satisfied and the s juad moved 011.?New York Tribune. Grade Mixing of Wheat. Grain men are much agitated over the question of grade mixiug in the Minneapolis (Minn.) market. Under the State grain regulations public elevators are not permitted to mix the grades. There are, however, seven private elevators that do a mixing business. They are large buyers of the low qualities of wheat, and take enough of the higher grades to bring the mass up to a certain minumum standard that allows it to pass into the grade it is prepared for. Unei'najo V? a a rlfntxrn thp mf yprs 1U13 UUOIU^OJ JIWJ ....... and the State grain inspectors imo a controversy. All -wheat arriving here from the country that goes into a certain grade is not of equal quality. Whatever is in quality between the minimum, for instance, of No. 1 Northern and the minumum of No. 2 Northern goes into public elevators as No. 2 Northern, making an average of the whole a medium between what is popularly termed "high grade" and ''skin grade." Now, as the mixing houses are used for the money there is in mixing, it follows that J they will naturally raise their product up only to "skin grade." as it * would cost less than to put into it a larger amount of high-priced wheat to bring it up to the medium that should come from a public elevator. The State grain inspectors refuse to inspect frohi a private house "skin grade" grain as of the grade to which it belongs under the minumum rule, but give to it the next grade below. That necessarily makes, in some sense,a double system of grading; that is,a "3kin grade" from a country shipper will pass, but a "skin graae irom a cuy private elevator will not pass. On the other hand, if the rule adopted by the inspectors, or something like it, was not followed, wheat from private houses, with the same State inspection, would be of lower quality than the same grade from public elevators.?New York Times. Death's Mark Among Soldiers. Geueral De Trobriand in "Army Keminiscences," says: A small number of men carry the unmistakable mark of the near approach of death awaiting them. They are not themselves conscious of it, and the number of those who read these mysterious signs is very limited. Sometimes, in camp, I have tried to describe the mark to o i;cer.s around me. I do not remember ever having convinced any one of the truth of my theory. One rainy day I was conversing in my tent with Captain Wilson, Assistant Adjutant General of my brigade. We were then marching on > redericksburg. Lieutenant Colonel Giluly, commanding the Fifth Michigan, entered. He came simply on some detail of service, which was arranged in tive minutes. When he had gone out, *\Now," said I to my incredulous Captain, "here's a chance to make a trial of my theory?Colonel Giluly is marked." The Captain evidently thought nothing of it. But in the tirst battle Colonel Giluly was killed near 1 redericksourg while bravely leading his regiment in a charge. Of all those on whom I have recognized the mark?and they are many?one only may have escaped death. If you ask me in what consists this mark I would find it difficult to reply. This falal seal is imprinted rather on the general manner than on the features. It appears sometimes in the looks, at the bottom of which one divines the trembling of the soul soon about to depart; sometimes in a smile, in whVh appear the fleeting shadows of a el<- id which does not belong to the earth; sometimes in certain movements a3 if worn out; in certain languid acts in -which is betrayed the systems of a task which reaches its end. Sometimes, on the contrary, t'ae linger of death is shown by a feverish energy without reason, forced laughter, jerky movements. Seekers of Physical Injuries. To you know," asked a La Salle street lawyer, that "there are people in Chicago, and for ought 1 know, all over the world, who are waiting and expecting some sort of an nccidcut out cf which they hope to make a fortune in a suit for damages? It is a certain phase of human natuie. I have a good deal of business in that line, and have been generally successful in getting damages, but it is because 1 had jjood cases. The fact perhaps has caused many of the inquiries of which I speak. A mail came here the other day and asked me if I thought he could recover * >ou0 aga'nst a street railway company if he were to fall from a , car and break one of his limbs. His inquiries were such that 1 kaew he was relying upon such a thing as that to make money. "I have a letter fiom a lady -who asks il she goes to a country town and manages to break an ankle in a wooden sidewalk if she can recover damages; if so, how much, and how long would it take before the suit would be eudcd?J "There are people who go out of tl eir way to meet with accidents, and for i\o . other reason on eurth than that of gel- j ting damages. Ir. this money-making j age some men will almost risk iheir lives j for $1000.? Chicaac Tribune. REV. DR. TALMAGE. I THE BROOKLYN DIVINES SUNDAY SERMON. Subject: "A Bright Sunday Versus a Doleful Sunday." Text: "And call the Sabbath a delight ?Isaiah lviiL, 13. There is an element of gloom striking through all false religions. Paganism is a broocl of horrors. The god of Confucius frowned upon its victims with blind fate. Mohammedanism promises nothing to those exhausted with sin in this world but an eternity of the same passional indulgences. But God intended that our religion should have the grand characteristic of cheerfulness*. St. Paul struck the key-note when he said: "Rejoice evermore, and again I say, re joice." This religion has no spikes lor tne feet; it has no hooks for the shoulder; it has no long pilgrimages to take; it has no funeral-pyres upon which to leap; it has no Juggernauts before which to fall. Its good cheer is symbolized in the Bible by the brightness of waters, and the redolence of lilies, and the sweetness of music, and the hilarities of a banquet A choir of seraphim chanted at its induction, and pealing trumpet, and waving palm, and flapping wing of archangel are to celebrate its triumphs. It began its chief mission with the shout: "Glory to God in the highest!" and it will close its earthly mission with the ascription: "Hallelujah, for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth!" But men have said that our religion is not cheerful, because we have such a doleful Sabbath. They say: "You can have your religious assemblages, and your long faces, and your sniffling cant, and your psalm books, and your Bibles. Give us the Sunday excursion, and the horse-race, and the convivial laughter. We have so much joy that we want to spread it all over the seven days of the week, and you shall not have one of our davs of worldly satisfaction for religious I dolefulness." I want to show these men?if there are any such in the house this morning j ?that they are under a great delusion, and ! that God intended the fifty-two Sundays of j the year to be hung up like bells in a tower, j beating a perpetualchime of joy, and glory, and salvation, and heaven; fori want you to carry out tlie idea of the text, "and call the | Sabbath a delight." I remark, in the first place, we are to find | in this day the joy of healthy repose. In ! tbis democratic country we all "have to j work?some with hand, some with brain, | some with foot. If there is in all this house a hand that liar \ during the past year, been stretched forth to some kind of toil, let it be lifted. Not one, not one. You sell the goods. You teach the school. You doctor in the sick room. You practice at the bar. You edit a newspaper. You tan the hides. Vnn nrpAcli the Gosoel. You mend the shoes. You sit at the shuttle. You carry the hod of bricks up the ladder on the wall And the one occupation is as honorable as the other, provided God calls you to it. 1 care not what you do, if you only do it well But vrhen Saturday nis?ht comes you are jaded and worn. The hand cannot so skillfully manufacture; the eye cannot see as well; the brain is not so clear; the judgmeut is not so well balanced. A prominent manufacturer told me that he could see a difference between the goods which went out of his establishment on Saturday from the goods that went out on Monday. He said: "They were very different indeed. Those that were made in the former Eart of the week, because of the rest that ad been previously given, were better than j those that were made in the latter part of the week, when the men were tired out." The Sabbath comes, and it bathes the soreness from the limbs, quiets the agitated brain, and puts out the tires of anxiety that have been burning all tlio week. Our bodies are | seven-day clocks, and unless on the seventh j day they are wound up, they run down into the grave. The Sabbath was intended as a savings bank: into it we are to gather the resources upon which we are to draw all the week. That man who breaks the Sabbath robs his own nerve, his own muscle, his own brain, bis own bones. He dips up the wine of his own life and throws it away. H9 who breaks the Lord's day gives a mortgage to disease and death upon his entire physical estate, and at the most unexpected moment that mortgage will be foreclosed, and the soul ejected from the premises. Every gland, and pore, anil cell, and finger-nail demauiis tue soventu uay tor repose, ine respirauoa j of tue lungs, the throb of the pulse in the J wrist, tho motion of the bone in its socket | declare: "Kemember the Sabbath day, to i keep it holy." There are thousands of men ; who have had their lives dashed out against ! the golden gates of the Sabbath. A promi- I rent London merchant testifies that thirty j years ago lie went to London. He says: "I ( have tluring that time watched minutely, : and I have noticed that the men who : went to their business on the Lord's day, or opened their counting-house.1?, have, without a single exception, , come to failure." A prominent Christian i merchant in Boston says: "Hind it don't pa." i to work on Sunday. "When I was a boy, 1 | noticed out on Long Island there were mer- I chants who loaded their vessels on the Sab- ! bath day, keeping their men busy from j morning until night, and it is my observa- j tion that they themselves came to nothing? j these merchants?and their children came to j nothing. It doesn't pay," he says, "to work ! on the Sabbath." I appeal to your observation. Where are ! the men who twenty years ago were Sab- ! bath breakers, and who have lieen Sabbath breakers ever since? Without a single exception. you will tell me, they have come either to financial or to moral beggary. 1 defy you to point out a single exception, and you can take the whole world for your field. It has either been ti financial or moral defalcation in every instance. Six hundred and forty physicians in London petition Parliament, saying: "We must have the Sab- | bath obeyed. We tan not have health j in this city >md in this nation un- j less the Sabbath is- observed." Those j in our own country_ have given evi- j dence on the same side, 1 lie man wuo wuces down the shutters of his store on the Sabbath | takes down the curse of Almighty God. I That farmer who cultures his ground on the ' Sabbath day raises a crop of neuralgia, and of consumption, and of death. A farmer said: '"I defy your Christian Sabbath. I will raise a Sunday crop." So he went to work and plowed the ground on Sunday, and harrowed it on Sunday, and he planted corn on Sunday, and he reaped the corn on Sunday, and ho gathered it into the barn on Sunday. "There," he says, "I have proved to you that all this idea about a fatality accompanying Sabbath work is a perfect sham. My corn is garnered, and all is well." But before many weeks passed the Lord God struck that barn with his lightnings, and away went the Sunday crop. So great is the moral depression coming upon those who toil upon tiie Sabbath day, that you may have noticed (if you have not, 1 call your attention to the fact) that in cases where the public interest demands Sabbath toil the moral depression is so great that there are but very few wljo can stand it. For instance, the police service, without which not one of our houses would be safe? there are very few who can stand the pressure aud temptation of it. In London, where there are five thousand policemen, the statistic is given that in one year nine hundred and twenty-one of that five thousand were dismissed, five hundred and twenty-three were suspended, and two thousand, four hundred and ninety-two were fined. Now,if the moral depression is so great in occupa- , tions that are positively necessary for tbe j peace and prosperity of society, I ask tou i what must be the moral depression in *'.iose ' cases where there is no necessity lor cs-.Diiatn i work, and where a man chooses wor "iy busi- j ness on the Lord's day just because he iikes j it, or wants to add to his emolume'.ls? Durinz tho last war it was l'ound out that these J public works which paused on die seventh | day turned out more war materi il than thoso ( which worked all the seven days. Mr. Bag- ; nail, a prominent iron merchant, (jives this ! testimony: "I find we have fewer accidents I in our establishment and few<r interruptions, now we observe the Lord's ('ay; and at the ] close of the year, now that -.ve keep the Sab- j bath, I find that we turn out more iron and j have larger profits tlrnn anv year when we ] worked all the seven days." The fact is, Sabbath-made ropes will break, and Sablathmade shoes will leak, and Sabbath-made j coats will rip, and Sabbath-made muskets i will miss fire, and Sabbath occupations will | be blasted. A gentleman said: "I invented j a shuttle ou the Lord's day. I was i very busy, so I made the model i of that new shuttle on the Lord's day. So I very busy was I during the week that I had to occupy many Sabbaths. It was n. gr^it success I enlarged my buildings; I built rew factories, and made hundreds of thousands of dollars: but I have to fell you that all the result of that work on the Sabbath has been to me ruin. I enlareed my buildings, I made a great many thousands of dollars, but I have lost all, and I charg'e it to the fact of that Sundav shuttle." I will place in two companies the men in thlt com . i '- r-; >; ./ . .. munity who break the Sabbath and the men who keep it, and then I ask you who are the best friends of society? Who are the best friends of morals? Who have the best prospects for this world? Who have the best for the world that is to come? Sabbath morning comes in the household. I suppose tint the mere philosopher would say that the Sabbath light^omes in a wave current, just like any other light, but it does not seem so to mo. It seems as if it touched the eyelids more gently, and threw a brighter glow on the mantel ornaments, and casta better cheerfulness on the faces of the children. and throw asupernatural glory over the old family Bible. Hail! Sabbath light! YYe rejoice in it. Rest comes in through the windows, or it leaps up from the fire, or it rolls out in the old arm chair, or it catches up the body into ecstacy, and swings open before the ioul the twelve gates which are twelve pearls. The bar of the unopened warehouse, the hinges of the unfastened store window, the quiet of the commercial warehouse seem to say : " This is the day the Lord bath made." Rest for the sewing-woman, with weary hands, and aching side,and sick heart. Rest for the overtasked workman in the mine, or out on the wall, or in the swelter ing factory. Hans: up the plane, drop the adze, slip the band from the wheel, put out the fire. Rest for the body, for the mind, and for the soul. " Welcome, Rweet day of rest; That mhw the Lord ari*e; Wc'come to this reviving breast, And these rejoU?ne eyes." Again I remark, we ought to have in the Sabbath the joy of domestic reunion and consecration. There are some very good parents who have the faculty of making the Sabbath a great gloom. Their children run up against the wall of parental lugubriousness on that day. They are sorry when Sunday comes, and glad when it goes away. They think of everything bad on that day. It is the worst day to them, really, in all the week. There are persons who. because t hey were brought up in Christian families where there were wrong notions about the Sabbath, have gone out into dissipation and will be lost. A man said to me: "I have a perfect disgust for the Sabbath day. I never saw my father smile on Sunday. It was such a dreadful day to me when I was a boy, I never got over it, and never will." Those parents did not "call the Sabbath a delight;" they made it a gloom. But there ! are houses represented here this mornin? ! where the children say through the week: "I J wonder when Sunday will come!" They nre anxious to have it come. I hear their ho- : sanna in the bouse: I hear their hosannn in i the school. God intended the Sabbath to be especially a day for the father. The mother ' is home all the week. Sabbath day comes, and God says to the father, who has been bu?y from Monday morning to Saturday night at the store, or away from home: "This is your day. See what you can do in this little flock in preparing them for heaven. This day I set apart for" you." You know very well that there are many parents who are mere sutlers of the household; they provide the food and raiment: once in a while, perhaps, they hear the child read a line or two in the new primer; or if there be a case of especial discipline, and the mother can not manage it, the child is brought up in the conrt-raartial of the father's discipline and punished. That is all there is of it. No scrutiny of that child's immortal interests, no realization of the fact that the child will soon go out in a world where there are gigantic and overwhelming temptations that have swamped millions. But in some households it is not that way; the home, beautiful on ordinary days, is more beautiful now that the Sabbath has dawned. There is more joy in the "good morning." There is more tenderness in the morning prayer. The father looks at the child, and the child looks at the father. The little one dares now to ask questions without any fear of being answered : "Don't bother me?I must be off to the store." Now the father looks at the child, and he sees not merely the blue eyes, the arched brow, the long lashes, the sweet lip. He sees in that child a long line of earthly destinies; he sees in that child an immeasurably eternity. As he touches that child he says: "I wonder what will be the destiny of this little one?" And while this Christian father is thinking and praying, the sweet promise flows through his soul: "Of such is the kingdom of heaven." And he feels a joy. not like that which sounds in the dance, or is wafted from the froth of the wine-cup, or that which is like the "crackling of thorns under a pot," but the joy of domestic reunion and consecration. Have I been picturing something that is merely fanciful, or is it possible for you and and for me to have such a home as that? I believe it is possible. I have a statistic that I would like to give you. A great many people, you know, say there is nothing in the Christian discipline of o VumcohnlH ,n Nbw Hamnshire there were two neighborhoods?the one of six families, the other of five families. The six families disregarded the Sabbath. In time, five of thesa families were broken up by the separation of husbands and wives; the other by the father becoming a thief. Eight or nine of the parents became drunkard one committed suicide, and all came to penury, Of some forty or fifty descendants, about twenty are known to be drunkards and gamblers and dissolute. Four or five have been in State prison. One fell in a dueL Some are in the almshouse. Only one became a Christian, and he after first having been outrageously dissipated. The other five families that regarded the Sabbath were all prospered. Eight or ten of the children are consistent members of the church. Some of them became officers in the church; one is a minister of the Gospel; one is a missionary to China. No poverty among any of them. The homestead is now in the hands of the third generation. Tho?e who have died have died in the peace of the Gospel. Oh. is there nothing in a househo'd that remembers God's holy day? Can it be possibly that those who disregard this holy commandment can be prospered for this life, or have any good nope of the life that is to come. Again, we ought to have in the Sabbath the joy of Christian assemblage. Where are all those people going on the Sabbath? You see them moving up and down the street. Is it a festal day, people might ask? Has there been some public edict commanding the people to come forth? No, they are wor shippers of God who are going to their places of religious service. In what delicate scale shall I weigh the joy of Christian convocation? It gives brightness to the eye, and a flush to the cheek, nnd a pressure to the hand, and a thrill to the heart You see the aged man tottering along on his staff through the aisle. You see the little child led by the hand of it? mother. You look around and rejoice that this is God's day, and this is the communion of saints, "One I/)rd, one faith, one baptism." Some familiar tune gets all the soul aquiver and aqunke with rapture. We plunge into some old hymn, and all our cares and anxieties are bathed off. The glorious Gospel transports us, the Spirit descends, Jesus appears, and W6 feel the bounding, spreading, electric joy of Christian convocation. I look upon the Church of God as one vast hosanna. Joy dripping from the baptismal font, joy glowing in the sacramental cup, joy warbling in the anthem, joy beating against the gate of heaven with a hallelujah like the voice of mighty thunderinss. Eeautiful for situation! The joy of the whole earth is Mount Zion. It is the day and the place where Christ reviews his troops, bringing them out in comDanies and regiments an-1 battalions, ridfnc along the lin?. examining the battle-torn flags of past combat, and cheering them on to future victories. Oh, the joy of Christian assemblage ! I remark also, we are to have in this day the joy of eternal Sabbatism. I do not belleveit possible for any Christian to spend the Lord's day here without thinking of heaven. There is something in the gathering of people in church on earth to make one think of the rapt assemblage of the skias. There is something: in the sonpr of the Christian Church to make one think of the song of the elders before the throne, the harpists and the trumpeters of Goi accompanying tne harmony. The light of a better Sabbath gilds the top of this, and earth and heaven come within speaking distance of each other, the song of triumph waving backward and forward, now tossed up by the Church of earth, now sent back by the Church of heaven. " T)nv of nil the week the best, Ernhlem of eternal rest." The Christian man sta*ds radiant in its light. His bereft heart rejoices at the thoucrht of a countrv where there is neither a coffin nor grave; his weary body glows at the idea of a land where there are no burdens to carry, and no exhaustive journeys to take. He eats ths grapes of Eshcol. He stand? upon the mountain top and looks off unon the promised land. He hears the call of the eternal towers, and the tramp of the numberless multitude with sins forgiven. This is the day which the Lord hath made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it Oh. ye who j have been hunting for Sunday pleasures in the street, and on the river bank, and in the houses of sin. I commend to you this holy i day and holy service! I do not invite you ? - ^ '/ V.'.r-: to swallow a great, bitterness or to carry a heavy yoke: but I invite you to feel in body, mind and soul the thrill of joy which God has handed down in the chalices of the golden Sabbath. With what revulsion and with what pity we must look out on that large class of persons in our day who would throw discredit upon the Lord's day. There are two things which Christian peonle ought never to give up: the one is the Bible, the other is the Sabhath. Take away one. and you take both. Take either, and farewell to Christianity in this country, farewell to our civil and religious liberties. When they go, all go He who has ever spent Sunday in Paris, or Antwerp, or Pvome, if he be ah intellieent Christian, will pray God that the day will never come whpn the Sabbath of Continental Europe shall put its foot upon our shores. I had a friend in Syracuse who lived to be 100 vears of age. He said to me. in his ninety-ninth year: " I went across the mountains in the early history of this country. Sabbath morning came. We were beyond the reach of civilization. My comrades were all going out for an excursion. I said: ' No. I won't go: it is Sunday.' Why. thev laughed. Tliev said: 'We haven't nny Sunday here.' ' Oh. yes.' I said, 'you hnve. I brought it with me over the mountains.' There are two or tnree ways In which wo can war against Sabbath-breaking usages in this day; and the fir3t thin? is to get our children right upon th:s subject, and teach them that the Sabbath day is tLe holiest of all the days, and the best and the gladdest. Unless you teach your child under the paternal roof to keep the Lord's day, there are nine hundred and ninety chances out of a thousand it will never learn to keep the Sabbath. You may think to shirk resnonsibilitv in the matter, and send your child to the Sabbath-school and the house of God: that will not relieve the matter. I want to tell you. in the name of Christ, my Maker and my Judge, that your example will be more potential than any instruction thny get elsewhere: and if you disregard the Lord's day yourself, or in any wise throw contempt upon it, you are blasting your children with an infinite curse. It is a rough truth, I know, told in a rough way; but it is God's truth, nevertheless. Your child may go on to seventy or eiehty years of age, but that child will never get over the awful disadvantage of having had a Sabbath-breaking father or a Sabbath-breaking mother. It is the joy of many of us that we can look back to an early home where God was honored, and when the Sabbath came it was a day of great consecration and joy. We remember the old faces around the table that Sabbath morning. Our hearts melt when we think of those blessed associations, and we may have been off and committed many indiscretions and done many wrong things; but the dav will never come wbea we forget the early home in which God's day was regarded, and father and mother tolci us to keep holy the Sabbath. There is another wav in which we can war against the Sabbath-brenking usages of the country at this time, and that is by making our houses of worship attractive and the religious services inspiring. I plead not for a gorgeous audience cbainher: I plead not for groined rafters or magnificent fresco; but I do plead for comfortahle churches, home-like churches?places whero the church-going population behave as they ought to. Make the church welcome to all, however poorly clad they may be. or whatever may have been their past history; for I think the Church of God is not so much made for yov who could have churchps in your own house, but for the vast population of our great cities, who are treading 011 toward death with no voice of mer?y to arrest them. Ah! when the prodigal comes into the church, do not stare at him as though he had no right to come. Give him the best seat you can find for him, Sometimes a man wakes up from his sin, and he says: "I'll go to the house of God." Perhaps he comes from one motive, perhaps from another. He finds the church dark and the Christian people frigid (and there are no people on earth who can be more frigid than Christian people when they try), Jand the music is dull, and he never comes again. Suppose one of these men enters the church. As he comes in he hears a song which his mother sang when he was a boy; he remembers it. He sits down, and soma one bands him a book, open at ' Jemsaleni. my happy home, Name ever dear to me." "Yes," he says, "I have beard that many times." He sees cheerful Christian p9ople there,every man's face a psalm of thanksgiving to God. He says: "Do you have this so every Sunday? I have heard that the house of God was a doleful place, and Christians were lugubrious and repelling! Ihavereally enjoyed myself!" The next Sabbath the man is. again in the same place. Tears of repentance start down his cheek; be begins to pray; and when the communion table is spread be sits at it,and some one reaches over and says: "I am surprised to find you here. I thought you didn't Delieve in such things." "Ah!" he says, "1 have been captured. I came in one day, and I found you were all so loving and cheerful here that I concluded I would come among you. iWhere thou goest I will go: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God. Where thou diest *?ill I die, and there will I be buried." Ah: you can't drive men out of their i ns, but you can coax them out?you can charm tbem out. I would to God that we could all come to a higher appreciation of this Sabbath heritage! We can not count the treasures of one Christian Sabbath. It spreads out over us the two wings of the archangel of mercy. Oh, blessed Sabbath! blessed Sabbath! They BfnflP prreat deal about the old Puritanic Sabbaths, and there is a wonderful amount of wit expended upon that subject now?the Sabbaths they used to have in New England. I never lived in New England, but I would rather trust the old Puritanic Sabbath, with all its faults, than this modern Sabbath, which is fast becoming no Sabbuth at all. If our modern Sabbatism shall produce as stalwart Christian character as the old New England Puritanic Sabbatism. I shall be satisfied, and I shall be surprised. Oh, blessed day! blessed day! I should like to die some Sabbath morning when the air is full of church music and tne bells are ringing. Leaving my home group with a dying blessing, I should like to look off upon some Christian assemblage chanting the praises of God as I went up to join the one hundred and forty and four thousand and the thousands of thousands standing around the throne of Jesus. Hark! I hear the bell of the old kirk on the hill side of heaven. It is a wedding-bell, for behold the Bridegroom cometh. It is a victor's bell,for we are more than conquerors through Him who Lath .ovedus. It is a Sabbath-bell, for it calls the nations of earth a&d heaven to everlasting repose. " Oh when, thou city of my God, Stall I thy courts ascend? Where congregations ne'er break np, And Saboatns have no end.'' Temperance News and Notes. A temperance templo has just been dedicated by the \V. C. 1\ U. at Fremont, Neb. Hot milk as a substitute for beer is recommended by the New York Medical Record A native newspaper of India makes this pertinent remark: "Our liquor traffic begins by hanging a sign over the door, and ends hv hnnnrinf a man on a fribbet." Apropos of Continental sobriety,the Gins goiv H'former states the claim that in each I street in Paris out of fifty shops, thirty are probably devoted to tho'sale of wine and alcohol. Francis Murphy, the temperance reformer, persuaded 0500 iridianians to sign the pledge the day before Christinas, Mr. Murphy claims that SO j>er cent, of his reformed men stick to their pledges. At Crescent Beach,Mass., a Loyal Temperance Legion of forty brave boys and girls has just been organized, and none too soon, in view of the fact that there is one sa'oon to every thirty inhabitants in this little seaside village. Dr. Mary McCrillis. a graduate ofthemedi cal department of Boston University, afterward a successful practitioner at Chillicothe, Ohio, has been chosen Superintendent of the i National Temperance Hospital. Dr. Bessie | Cushman, Superintendent of the Department of Health of the National W. C. T. U. has been appointed resident physician. The Woman's Journal of Ottawa,Canada, tells a good'story of white ribbon success. At j 'Ihorold, Ontario, the proprietor of a building centrally located and put up for a tavern, tried four years to obtain a license, but failed because of W. C. T. U. petitions against it. The intended bur-room has now become the head juarters of the W. C. T. U. Ferdinand Schumacher, of Akron, O., is known as the Oatmeal King in the milling world. It is told of him that he is a Prohibitionist of such fixed opinions that when one of his mills was destroyed he distributed 20,000 bushels of scorched grain among the farmers for chicken feed rather than sell it to distillers to be made into whisky. S TEMPERANCE. King Alcohol Mnst Go. Old Alcohol now reigns as King With his satanic rod; He claims from all an offering In homage qs a god. His sceptre is a blighting death, Of all mankind the foe, AH miseries are in his breath. King Alcohol must go. In cities grand he holds his courts? Mnpir vou. his erand saloons, And taxes of all kinds extorts By his well-trained dragoons: At law, religion, he doth mock, These he would overthrow; What deeds internal 'round him flock! King Alcohol must go! Fires may consume, and swelling flood Invade our smiling land; Sword may destroy, and precious blood Of sires and sons demand, But greater curse upon our path Tins tyrant King doth strow. Till rousing all in vengeful wrath, King Alcohol must go! This tyrant claims for sacrifice Our sons of tender years, Nor heeds the swelling griefs which rise, Parental groans and tears: Could demon more afflict our race? Or sink to deeper woei Or more humanity disgrace? King Alcohol must go! Rise, fathers! 'tis your vengeful day! Rise, sons, with courage bold! Gird you with might, this tyrant slay, Join ranks, ye youns and old! By all you hold in 'ife mcst dear Aim sure your fatal blow, And hurl this monster from his sphere. King Alcohol must go, go, go! ?National Temperance Advocate. Women and Wine in Washington. "The story published in the Star a'.few days ago," said a retired naval officer to a Washington Star reporter, "brings to my mind several sad cases that have come to my knowledge where the wives of officers of both branches of / the service have become addicted to the excessive use of liquor. In some instances the habit has been cured while in others the appetite became too strong to be resisted and the unhappy victims died from over-indulgence. Of course, other causes for death were given out, such as Dneumonia. heart disease, rheumatism. etc., but those who were acquainted with all the circumstances knew that the women died from whisky. Why, I knew one who, when she had no liquor iu the house, would go to her dressing case and drink the cologne that she used as a perfume." "Why should officers' wives acquire this habit any more than other ladies in society?" asked the Star man. "The cases are not confined to army and naval circles, by a good deal," was the reply; ' but I happen to know more about that class. I remember a sad case that happened in this city some years ago. The wife of an army officer and a lady friend went down to the marine barracks one Monday morning to witness the guard mount. | After this was over they were entertained j by a champagne lunch, at which the officer's wife drank more than was good for her. She did not realize it at the time, nor until she got ready to go home. Then she found that though her head was comparatively clear she was really very drunk in her limbs. She could not walk straight. She called one of the officers to her and plainly told him her condition, relying, of course, upon his honor as a gentleman not to betray her confidence. He called a carriage and took the lady and her friend home. That was all right, but unfortunately about a week afterward the young officer himself got under the influence of liquor at a quiet little gathering, and told the whole story. In the party was a man who knew the lady very well, and was a per( sonal friend of her husband. He immediI ately administered a rebuke to the intoxi cated young man wnicu sooerea mm uouuuo, and then the others were put upon their honor not to repeat the story. He told me that if the husband ever found out that the young man had told the story there would have been a personal encounter. "Two years ago I had a singular experience myself. I was going along F street and stepped into a large vestibule to light a cigar, as the wind was quite high. As X struck a match I was surprised to find a woman sitting on the lower step. She was richly attired, wearing a sealskin sacque, a silk dress, and everything about hes- betokened wealth and refinement. I went to her and found that she was badly intoxicated Just then tbe watchman of the building came up, and we took this woman between us and walked her around the square for threequarters of an hour until she got comparatively sober. Then she took out her cardcase to give me her address, ana I was surprised still more to find that she was tbe wife of an officer whom ] had known very welL I called a carriage and said I would take her home. After we got in she begged me to jdrive around for a while until she was a little more composed I did so, and finally [left her at her own door about midnight. | i She told me that she feared at first I was going to take her to the police station, and that | the idea of being disgraced in that way had a good deal to do with bringing her to her senses." "Do you think the habit is on the increase?" 'No, I do not. On the contrary I don't imilK tcere art? so maaj wuujou ?uu uiuia wine habitually now as there were ten years ago, and I think the number is lessening every year. "Wine and liquor are not so expensively use in society as they were years ago, and the number of houses at which wine and even stronger liquors can be had by guests ad libitum is now very small You notice that every New Year the majority of people who keep open house now provide icoffee and chocolate for their callers instead iof wine and punch, as was formerly the cu3I torn. This is a very encouraging sign, for it ;kdeps temptation away from young men and l.young women. Ah, I have known young girls who acquired the appetite for strong tlrink from accepting the hospitalities of their friends, and some of them from the free use of wine at their own father's table. I remember being at a reception several years ago at which there was the greatest profusion of wine, while bowls of good stiff punch were in every ante-room. One young girl .1 noticed hovering about the punch bowl9 and drank a good deal. I s?w her dancing afterward and came to the jonclusion that she would work off any effect of the stimulant in that way. Later in the evening, however, hur mother came to me and asked me if I wouldn't go and attend her daughter, who had fainted and was lying I on a bed in one of the chambers. 1 went upBtairs and found one of the servants and a lady friend chafing,the voung girl's hands and bathing her head. Her face was flushed, and I at once recognized that she was beastly drunk. "Her mother did not seem to realize the condition of things, and I didn't have it in ray heart to tell her, so I said she must have been overcome by the heat. We loosened her clothes and let her lie there until the party broke up. Then she was sufficiently recovered to be taken to her carriage and sent home. That poor girl is dead now, but I am A- " 'wrtAil +Ka+ if oiifl lmH norpr Hrflnk i nrmiy tuuTiumu i/m?? ... ...... ?? a glass of wine she would be alive to-day. Oh, I could go on for an hour giving sad instances that have come under ray observation, but it wouldn't do any good. As I have said, I am glad that the sentiment of society is changing in regard to the use of wines at large gatherings." She Never Had a Pair. Among many interesting incidents connected with the closing of saloons in Kittanning. Penn., a leading merchant tells the following: A woman came into his store very timidly. She was evidently unaccust.tned to trading. "What can I do for you:" inquired tho merchant I want a pair of shoes for a little girl," she answered. "What number." "She is twelve years old." "But what number does she wear?' "1 do not know." "But what number did you buy when you bought the last pair for her.'" 'She never had a pair in bar life. You see, sir, her father used to drink when we had saloons: but now that they are closed he dcesu't drink any more, and this morning ho said to me, 'Mother, 1 want you to go up town to day and get Sissy a. pair of shoes, for she never had a pair iu her life.' I thought, sir, if I told you how o;d she was, you would kuow just what si e to give me.'' Oh, it is pitilul that the children of this Hepublic must be robbed of shoes a. id bread that a few idlers may be supported. The man who gives his influence in favor rf tbe saloons gives his sauction to this cru;l robbery.? Methodist L'ecorder. The Bristo Gospel Temperance Union of Edinburgh, since its organization in lSS-.has influenced between four and tive thousand persons to sign the total abstinence pledge. 4 -u ' ' ' 'y- "rRELIGIOUS READING. ! It May Not Be. , It may not be our lot to wield ; The sickle in the ripened field; Nor ours to hear, on summer eves, The reaper's song among the sheaves. Yet where our duty's task Is wrought In unison with Goa's great thought, The near and future blend in one, And whatso'er is willed is done. And ours the grateful service whence Coroes, day by day, the recompense: The hope, the trust, the purpose stayed, The fountain, and the noonday shade. And were this life the utmo st span, The only end and nim of man, Better the toil of fields like th&38 Then waking dreams and slothful ease. But life, though falling like our grain, Like that, revives and springs again; And early called, how blest are they Who wait in heaven their harvest day! ?[By John G. Whittier. History of a Noted Hymn. MlssHavergal one day in the spring of 1878 (about a year before her call home), while walking around her garden at Leamington, said to her nurse, "I want to tell you of the gentle way by which the Lord led one to himself whom I have long known. He had for years avoided all services. Bat in the first year of this leading he began to come to the church, sitting just inside the lobby. The next year he sat just inside the church. The third year he oegan seating these who came, and took a comfortable seat himself. A short time after this I went by invitation to stay with bis family. As I alighted from the carriage he met me at the door and said, 'Miss Havergal, [ hope you have come to be a great bleating to us.' On his saying that, I went straight to my room and asked God to give me every soul in that, house, and before I left my prayer was answered. Ten in number they all became anxious aboat their souls and found peace. The night this traruk pired I was so overpowdered I could not sleep. As I lay awake the lines of the hymnTake my life and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to the; Take my moments and my days, Let them flow in ceaseless praise. passed through my mind, and I put them down in pencil. The next morning I was ; writing to Rev. , the head of the Irish Society, and I enclosed these penciled lines. He had, strange to say, just been preparing an address on consecration which he delivered to several hundred people. In the . ; middle of his discourse he read these lines aloud. After the service a gentleman cam? to him and asked if be might have them printed. He did so; and thus within three weeks after they had passed through my mind thousands of copies were circulated in -t England and Ireland.''?{Times of Refresh* k* The First Offer. Not long since, as a clergyman was visiting one of his parishioners, who was a man of business, the following conversation substantially occurred: "It is true," said the \ merchant, "I am not satisfied with my present condition; I am not 'of a settled mind in religion,' as you express it. Still I am not utterly hopeless; I may yet enter the vineyard, even, at the eleventh hour." "Aht . your allusion is to the Saviour's parable of the loitering laborers, who wrought one boor at the end of the day. JBut you overlooked the fact that these men accepted the first offer." "Isthatsor "Certainly; they said to the Lord of the vineyard, 'No man bath hired us.' They welcomed the first oiler immediately." "True, I bad not thought of that before. But, then, the thief on the cross, even while dying, waf | saved." "Yes, but it is likely that even he had never rejected the offer of salvation, a* preached by Christ and his apostles! Like > t Barabbas, he had been a robber by profession. In the resorts to which he had been accustomed, the gcspel had never been f>reached. Is there not some reason to be* ieve tbat he, too, accepted the first offer." "Why, you seem desirous to quencn my iasc spark of hope." "Why should I not? Such. hone is an illusion! You have really no promise of acceptance at some future timet. Now is the accepted time! Begin now!" "How shall I begin?" "Just as the poor leper did wheu he met Jesus by the way and committed his body to the Great Physician, in order to be healed. So commit your soul to him as a present 8aviour. Then serve him lrom love. Th? next, even the most common duty of life that you have to perform, do it as a service to him. Will you accept the first offer? Your eyes are open to the periL Beware of delay?beware." "You are right; may God help me. I fear I have been living m kind of dreamy delusion on this subject."-? [Times of Refreshing. ? ;:'ll Praise. We should not always be thinking of 1 what we can get from God. If you have a very dear earthly friend, you feel that you mn?t. anoxU of his oreatness or kindness. Do you not often say how much you care for him? Do you not remind him sometimes how kind he was to you when you were in trouble, howgood he was when you were ill! , In fact you praise him. Then learn, too, "'fv to praise the great Heavenly Friend; praise Him for His goodness to you, for His love. His holiness. In heaven I think there will be no prayer, no asking for anything. Why? Because we shall have all we need. But there will be glad songs of praise, and selfish people who think of nothing but asKlng for whit they can get, would not care for those. Learn here to love and praisa, that you may be able 10 take part in it there. The only worship which reaches God in Heaven is that which o mes from our hearts; merely to S'jy or sing words of praise and prayer is no use at all. There is an old legend which illustrates this. A number of holy, God-fearing old men agr?ed once that they would live together in a hut just outside a large forest, and would spend their time in doing acts or kindness to the sick and poor who lived around them. Every morning they met together to worship God, and as they bad no church to go to, they held their service under the green trees of the forest But they were quite old, they could not sing well, so how were they to manage the musical part of their service? This difficulty they settled by agreeing to read all of it, except the Te Deum. "That glad Psalm of praise we must sing," they said to each other. And so morning after morning they sang, "We praise Thee, 0 God;" and tbeir voices were so cracked and harsh and out of tune, that the little birds even would fly away when they heard the discordant sounds. One day a tall, fair youth came to the door of their hut and said he wanted to join them. Finding he had a beautiful voice, they gladly agreed, for, thought they, "he will help us with his singing." The next morning, as the Te Deum began, the boy's voice rang out clear, and sweet and bell-like, and the old men stopped singing to hear him. and the little birds flew back to listen. But that evening an angel flew down from Heaven and said, "For six months songs of praise and gladness have reached the throne of God from this forest: today there was silence, why is this?" And then the old men fcuud that the ycuth had been thinking only of his beautiful voice while he was singing, and tney remeninereu mat iuoj, iuu, uau much admired his sweet notes that they had forgotten all about God or the words of praise that were being sung. And that wa? why no sound had reached the throne of God; for He only hears the praise that comes from our hearts.?[From Heart and Lives Given to Christ Be thou like the bird perched upon some frail thing, who, although ho feels the branch bending beneath him, yet loudly sings, knowing full well that he has wings. The Doctor Responsible. A prominent business man of Kansas City, Mr. ?. C. Bennett, has brought suit for divorce against h:s wife, a leading society woman, alleging that she has become an habitual drunkard and nas been expelled from Scott's Sanitarium, the St James Hotel, and other public places, for drunkenness. Mrs. Bennett acknowledges the truth of the charges,and ;-ays she contracted the love for liquor by taking it at first as a medicine,prescribed bv her physician. ?Medical Eva. The New York Tribune, referring to the illegally license! liunor shops of Alaska, savs: "The result of the immunity to these grog-shops is a great spread of immorality among the natives who will sell their offspring or wives for whisky."