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ECHO SONG. r. Who can say where Echo dwells? In some mountain cave methiuks, Where the white owl sits and blinks; Or in deep sequestered dells, Where the fox-glove hangs its bells, Echo dwells. Echo! Echo! II. Phantom of the crystal air! Daughter of sweet mystery! Here is one has need of thee; Lead him to thy secret lair, , myrue onngs ne lor toy uan. i Hear his prayer, f Echo! Echo! nr. Echo, lift thy drowsy head, ' And repeat each charmed word Thou must needs have overheard Y ester e'en ere, rosy-red, ' Daphne down tho valley fled, i Words unsaid, Echo! Echo! , i iv. ' Breathe the vows she since denies! She hath broken every vow; What she would she would not now: Thou did'st hear her perjuries. Whisper, whilst I shut my eyes, Those sweet lies, Echo! T~i _1 l jmjuim ?Thomas Aldrich, in Aiu;ntic Monthly. IN THE EXPRESS" CAE, a messenger's adventures. Even in these days of peace, with every money handler armed for defence, and surrounded by every safeguard, banks are "touched," stages held up, express cars robbed, and the highway robber and the horse thief have no complaints of lack of business. This being the case now, you can imagine the state of affairs during the war, even though you were not a living witness. Along about 1863 the bad men of the times reaped a constant harvest. Money was abundant, every day full of excitement, and embezzlers and absconders outnumbered honest men. And, too, banks, express companies, and other big moneyhandlers were green to many of the tricks j and scheme^ and the idea of buying a irevolver for an express messenger out of ; company fund3 would have been voted down instanter. lie must arm himself, and if he pulled through he was a good fellow. If he didn't, it wis looked upon as "an act of Providence." For two years I had a run on the express between CinciLnati and St. Louis, and between St. Louis and Chicago, and during those years I carried enough money to pay the national debt. On either run it was considered an "off" time when I did not have $20,000, and many and many a time I checked up from $100,000 to $150,000 without being excited over the temporary possession of so i much cash. I carried the old-fashioned portable safe, good enough to keep out the rain, but no defence against a hammer and cold chisel, and I had one of the best Colt's revolvers that money could buy. I was only a year or two over age when I made my first run, stout and ac- | tive, and I think I had a fair share of j nerve and pluck. My first adventure occurred while i making the run between Cincinnati and 1 St. Louis. I had been on the road about i ?nv woo Ire onrl fiho hiiQinpce waq cn hpfLVT 1 that we had to have aa extra man. While j I took charge of the money he looked j after the parcels and boxes, and we had | a whole car to ourselves. My assistant; was named John Goodhue, and he had i been one of the check clerk3 in the freight department of the Cincinnati office. He was an easy going, goodnatured man of forty, much given to taking things easy, but as he was the only man the company could or would spare I had to take him us I found him and make the best of it. Whenever we pulled out of either city we were very busy for the j first half hour. I saw that everything j was properly checked off and accounted for in the line of money and valuables, and then assisted him if he was not al ready tnrougn. it tnus sometimes nap- i pened that I was busy at my safe in the corner for the first twenty miles out, and I that little or no conversation was ex- ' changed between us. On this particular evening Goodhue was ten minutes late at the train, but he took hold with unusual spirit, aud when the stuff was all in we had the car pretty well filled. I was at my safe when the train pulled nut, and I heard Goodhue j moving about and going through the j usual routine. We had nothing to put ! off until we reached a farm thirty miles j away, and then it was something in the line of freight. I therefore took things easy, and was smoking as I did my work. I had on that night, in addition to my own safe and $62,000, a paymaster's safe which contained nearly a quarter of a j million. I was sitting on this and bending over my own when I received a blow on the head from behind. It fell upon ; the left side of my head and glanced to | the shoulder, but it knocked me over i sideways in a heap on the floor. I was not stunned, but it came to me in a : second to "play 'possum.'1 Even while falling I realized that it was a plan to rob the car, and I wondered who Goodhue had behind him. I rolled over on j my back, groaned two or three times, \ and then straightened out, and after a minute I heard a voice say: "Come out, ! Jim?he's settled!" It was the voice of the nan who had , struck me, but not the voice of Goodhue, j I heard a second man come forward, and | then the plot was exposed. iSeither wus j Goodhue, and both were strangers "Guess you've done for him, Tom," i said the last comer as he stood over me. | "Couldn't help it, Jim?he'd have > given us a fight if I hadn't. Now, then, i we've got things coopered. In five; minutes we shall he at Blankville. j There's nothing to go oil, but I'll open ' the door. Sit here on the safe.'' The whistle blew, the train pulled up. j and pretty soon we were at a standstill. 1 The robber opened the sliding door and j stood as cool as you please for two or ! three minutes, and I heard him reply to j the agent that there was nothing to go off. As soon as the train pulled out he ! ihut the door and came over and said: "Open the other door. Five miles from here is the stretch of woods,and we must le re*dy to dump the safes at the word." My revolver was under me, in its holster, aud I was helpless. The first move I made would have brought them upou me, ani they would have beeu certain to make sure work of it this time. I had to let them carry out their plan. but I was forming another. The stretch of woods was two miles long, and between Blank%illc and the next stop was a distance of eighteen miles. The two small stations between were not on our time card. The train sped along at a rate of forty mile3 an hour, and pretty soon out went the safes. Then the men ran out at the end of the car, set the brake, and pulled the bell cord. That was what they did, but I did not wait to spp or Vir>tir it. Thfiv were no sooner clear of the car than I rose up and took a flying leap straight out into the darkness after the money. There was a long pile of gravel on that side, and I struck into this, turned over and 'over half a dozen times, and finally brought up in a potato patch on the railroad strip, badly shaken up, but not a bone broken. The engine was whistling for brakes a mile away, and as soon as I could free ray mouth and eyes of dirt I started down the track. I found the first safe on the edge of the ditch, and the second a hundred feet away beside a stump. I dragged mine down to the paymasters, then got out my revolver and hid behind a stump, and pretty soon I heard the fellows coming down the track. They had brought the train almost to a standstill, and then signaled it to go ahead and jumped. They were hunting along the ditch as they came, and I waited until they were within five rods before I opened fire and jumped up and shouted: "Here they are, boys; shoot them down!" They didn't stand for a second, but ! went off as fast as they could heel it, fol; lowed by my bullets, aud half an hour ; later I had the safes aboard ot a Ireignt train. An investigation proved that j Goodhue was blind drunk on that night. He had accepted an offer to drink with a stranger, and had been plied with liquor until he fell down on the street. The robbers must have known him well, and have also been familiar with our way of working. Who they were we never knew. In November. 1864, when I began the run between St. Louis and Chicago there was scarcely a week that something did not occur to arouse my suspicions. The heft of the money went South, but there was always enough on either run to tempt a robber to take desperate chances. I had a middle-aged steady going man as assistant, and it would have had to be a sharp man who could get the better of him. Now and then, when we were carrying big money for some array contractor,he wasalowed to6end a man along to act as a special guard. These men were generally Chicago detectives or police, and they rode on an order prepared by the Chicago superintendent. One afternoon, about two hours before train time, and while I was at the office, a military-looking man, who claimed to be a paymaster, entered and arranged to express his safe to St. Louis. Its contents were said to be upward of $200,000, and he applied for permission to send two trusty soldiers along in the car. I heard this much without having taken any special interest in the case. When we came to receive our stuff from the wagons there was a paymaster's safe, and a little later on a man dressed in the uniform of a Sergeant of infantry, and accompanied by a private soldier, presented an order permitting them to ride in our car as a guard. While everything was regular, I did not like the looks of the men. They seemed to me to be tough characters, and when I got a chance to speak to Graham, my assistant, I found that he entertained the same opinion and had become suspicious. I therefore gave them the other end of the car and whispered to Graham that we must keep our eyes open. The first tiling we did after the train pulled out was to place our revolvers where we could grab them on the instant, and as we worked over our way bills wc kept a weather eye open for signs. For a time it looked as if we had done the men an injustice. One took a seat on the safe and the other in a chair. Each lighted a cigar, and their conversation, as we overheard a word now and then, related to military matters and was honest and straight. When Graham and I had finished our work wc sat down at the other end of the car and the quartet of us rode in this fashion,with only a break now and then, as we stopped at a station and put off something billed there. Our longest run was between midnight and one o'clock. We then passed two or three small stations without stopping, making the run about nineteen miles. If the men were not what they represented they would show their hands during this run. They appeared to be sound asleep when we entered upou it, and Graham, who sat near me, was nodding iu his chair. They had the end of the car next to the engine, and all of a sudden, while I was looking at them from under the vizor of my cap, both arose, stretched themselves, and as the Sergeant started for my end of the car, the other unlocked the door and admitted two men. Thing9 moved like lightning. Both of us saw what was up, and as we sprang to our feet every man in that car began shooting. I cau't say whether the fight lasted one minute or five, but when it ended I had a flesh wound in the left arm, a rake across the cheek and a bullet hole in my cap. Graham had au car split by a bullet and another embodied in his shoulder, and the car was in darkness. I struck a match, lighted a candle and found wc were alone. Not exactly alone, but safe from further attack. The Sergeant lay dead on his back, shot through the head, and beyond him was one of the men who had been admitted, so near dead that he gasped his last as we raised him up. The door was open, and the other two had leaped from the platform. One of them at least was bsdly wounded, as a trail of blcod proved. The train had made its run by the time we had sized up the situation, and a doctor was put aboard to dress our hurts as wc continued the journey. Both corpses were carried into St. Louis for inquest and identification, but they could not be identified. As you have surmised, the paymaster's safe was a dummy. It dul tint, contain one dollar. The whole job was put up to get hold of express money, and the fellows didn't propose to give us any chancc to save our lives by giving it up. I think that one of the robbers who jumped also came to his death, as a man was next day found at (hat spot who had been cut in fragments under the wheels. Some parts of this adveuture reached the press, but the express company hushed matters up in I every way possible, and in this effort they i were aided by the Government. It was j afterward said that every member ef the I gaug was a Chicago crook, and that the j man who persona cd the paymaster at ; he office wa3 tho Sergeant aboard my ; oar.?2VtfW Yrrk Sun. L ' - - ' * * " ' - V-- ' V v. - . ' '. " . REV. DR. TALMAGE. I THE BROOKLYN DIVINE'S SUN DAY SERMON. Subject: "How a King'? Life Was Saved." Preached in Paris, France. Text : "Jehosheba, the daughter of King Joram, sister of Ahaziah, took Joash the I ; son of Ahaziah, and stole him from among I the Ring's sons which were slain; and they I hid him, even him and his nurse, in the bedchamber from Athaliah, so that he was not slain. And he was with lier hid in the house of the Lord six years.''?II Kings, xi., 2, 3. Grandmothers are more lenient with their children's children than they were with their own. At forty years of age, if discipline be necessary, chastisement is used, but at sev enty, the grandmother, looking upon the misbehavior of the grandchild, is apologetic and disposed to substitute confectionery for whip. There is nothing more beautiful than this mellowing of old age toward childhood. Grandmother takes out her pocket handkerchief and wipes her spectacles and puts them on aud looks"down into the face of her mischievous and rebellious descendant, and says* "I don't think he meant to do it; let him off this time; I'll be responsible for his behavior in the future." My mother, with the second generation around her?a boisterous crew?said one day: "I suppose they ought to be disciplined, but I can't do it. Grandmothers are not fit to bring up grandchildren." But here, in my text, we have a grandmother of a different hue. i I have within a few days been at Jerusalem, where the occurrence of the text took place, and the whole scene came vividly before me while I was going over the site of the ancient temple and climbing the towers j of the King's palace. Here in the text it is old Athaliah, the queenly murderess. She ought to have been honorable. Her father was a King. Her husband was a King. Her son was a King. And yet we find her plotting for the extermination of the entire royal family, including her own grandchildren. The executioners' knives are sharpened. The palace is red with the blood of Princes and I Princesses. On all sides are shrieks, and ' hands thrown up, and struggle and death groan. No mercy 1 Kill! Kill! But while the ivory floors of the palace run with carnage, and the whole land is under the shadow of a great horror, a fleet footed woman, a clergyman's wife, Jehosheba by name, stealthily approaches the imperial nursery, seizes upon the grandchild that had somehow as yet escaped massacre, wraps it up tenderly but in haste, snuggles it against her, flies down the palace stairs, her heart in her throat lest she be discovered in this Christian abduction. Get her out of the way as quick as you can, for she carries a precious burden, even a young King. With this youthful prize she presses into the room of the ancient temple, the church of olden time, unwraps the young King and puts him down, sound asleep as he is, and unconscious of the peril that has been threatened; and there for six years ho is secreted in that church apartment. Meanwhile old Athaliah smacks her lips with satisfaction, and thinks that all the royal family are dead. But the six years expire, and it is now time T~ U ? ~ + JLU1 JTUUUg UUMU IAJ IU1 l/M O.IIU. Ift^O tuu throne, and to push back into disgrace and death old Athaliah. The arrangements are all made for political revolution. The military come and take possession of the temple, swear loyalty to the boy Joash and stand around for his defence. See the" sharpened swords and the burnished shields ! Everything is ready. Now, Joash, half affrighted at the armed tramp of his defenders, scared at the vociferation of his admirers, is brought fourth in full regalia. The scroll of authority is put in his hands, the cornet of government is put on his brow, and the people clapped, and waved, and huzzaed, and trumpeted. ff uai JB iiittt: MIU xxbiifluiau. ?? uau 10 that sound over in the temple?" And she flies to see, and on her way they meet her and say: ' Why, haven't you heard? You thought you had slain all the royal family, but Joash has come to light." Then the queenly murderess, frantic with rage, grabbed her mantle and tore it to tatters, and cried until she foamed at the mouth: "You have no right to crown my grandson. You hare no right to take tbe government from my shoulders. Treason! Treason!" While she stood there crying that, the military started for her arrest, and she took a short cut through a back door of the temple, and ran through the royal stables; but the battle axes of the military fell on her in the barn yard, and for many a day, when the horses were being unloosed from the chariot, after drawing out young Joash, the fiery steeds would snort ana rear passing the place, as they smelt the place of the carnage. The first thought I hand you from this subject is that the extermination of righteousness is an impossibility. When a woman is good, she is apt to be very good, and when Vxn ^ ??< *X 1 I'T* Uo/I on/4 DIlvJ I*) Uuli, OllO JO upu IV UD VCiJ UUU, auu this Athaliah was one of the lattar sort. She would exterminate the last scion of the house of David, through whom Jesus was to come. There was plenty of work for embalmers and undertakers. She would clear the land of all God fearing and God loving people. She would put an end to everything that could in anywise interfere with her imperial criminality. She folds her hands and says: "The work is done, it is completely done." Is it? In the swaddling clothes of that church apartment are wrapped the cause of God, and the cause of good government. That is the scion of the house of David; it is Joash, the Christian reformer: it is Joash, the friend of God; it is Joash, the demolisher of Baalitish Idolatry. Rock him tenderly; nurse him gently. Athaliah you may kill all the other children, but you cannot kill him. Eternal defenses are thrown all around him, and fViio ^lorflrvmon'c wifn Will CTIfltpll him up from the palaco nursery, and will run up and down with him into the house of the Lord, and there she will hide him for six years, and at the end of that time he will come forth for your dethronement and obliteration. "Well, my friends, just as poor a botch does the world always make of extinguishing righteousness. Superstition rises up aud says: "I will just put an end to pure religion." Domitian slew forty thousand Christians, Diocletian slew eight hundred and forty-four thousand Christians. And the scythe of persecution has been swung tnrougb all the ages, and the flames ^hissed, and the guillotine cuoppeu, ana tne rsastiie groanea; out am the foes erf Christianity exterminate it? Did they exterminate Alban, the first British sacrifice, or Zuinglius, the Swiss reformer; or John Oldcastle, the Christian nobleman; or Abdallah, the Arabian martyr; or Anne Askew, or Sanders, or Cranmer? Great work of extermination they made of it. Just at the time when they thought they had slain all the royal family of Jesus, some Joash, would spring up and out, and take the throne of power, and wield a very scepter of Christian dominion. Infidelity says: "I'll just exterminate the Bible," and the Scriptures were thrown into the street for the mob to trample on, and they were piled up in the public squares and set on fire, and mountains of indignant contempt were hurled onjthem, and learned uni versities decreed the niDie out 01 existence. Thomas Paine said: "In my 'Age of ReaI son'I have annihilated the Scriptures. Your Washington is a pusillanimous Christian, but I am the foe of Bibles and of churcber." O, how many assaults upon that word! All the hostilities that have ever been created on earth are not to be compared with the hostilities against that one book. Said one man, in his infidel desperation, to his wife: "You must not be reading that Bible," and he snatched it away from her. And though in that Bible was a lock of hair of the dead child?the only child that God had ever given them?he pitched the book with its contents into the fire, and stirred it with the tongs, and spat on it, and cursed it, and said: "Susan, never have any more of that damn- I aDle siun nere: How many individual and organized attempts havo been made to exterminate tint Bible! Have they done it? Have thoy exterminated the Ameri."> >" Bible Society? Have they exterminated the British and Foreign Bible Society? Have they exterminated the thousands of Christian institutions, whose only object it is to multiply copies of the Scriptures, and throw them broadcast around the world? They have exterminate^ until instead of one or two copies of the Bibl in our houses we have eight or ton, and iv pile them up in the corners of our Sabbathschool rooms, and send great boxes of them everywhere. I f they get on as well as thoy are now eoine on in the work of extermination. 1 do not know but that our children may live to see the millennium! Yea, if there should come a time of persecution In which all the known Bibles of the earth should be destroyed, all these lamps of light that blaze In our pulpits and in our families extinguished?in the very day that infidelity and sin should be holding a jubilee over the uni versal extinction, there would be in some closet of a backwoods church a secreted copy of the Bible, and this Joash of eternal literature would come out and come up and take the throne, and the Athaliah of infidelity and persecution would fly out the back door of the palace, and drop her miserable carcass under the hoofs of the horses of the King's stables. You cannot exterminate Christianity ! You cannot kill Joash! The second thought I hand you from my subject is, that there are opportunities in which we may save royal life. You know that profane history is replete with stories of I strangled Monarchs and of young Princes who I linnA hann Anf r\P TrnXT T-Taro i'o fVia uavu ucou puw uuu \jl VUC " a>j , aacio jo tug story of a young King saved. How Jehosheba, the clergyman's wife, must have trembled as she rushed into the imperial nursery and snatched up Joash. How she hushed him, lest by his cry he hinder the escape. Fly with him! Jehosheba, you hold in your arms the cause of God and good government. Fail, and he is slain. Succeed, and you turn the tide of the world's history in the right | direction. It seems as if between that young King and his assassins there is nothing but the frail arm of a woman. But why should we spend our time in praising this bravery of expedition when 9od asks the same thing of you and me? All around us are the imperiled children of a great King. They are born of Almighty parentage, and i will come to a throne or a crown, if permitted, j But sin, the old Athaliah, goes forth to the 1 massacre. Murderous temptations are out | for the assassination. Valens, the Emperor, was told that there was somebody in his realm ! who would usurp his throne, and that the j name of the man who should be the usurper would begin with the letters T. H. E. O.-.D.. | aud the edict went forth from the Emperor's | throne: "Kill everybody whose name begins i with T. H. E. 0. D." And hundreds and j thousands were slain, hoping by that massacre to put an end to that one usurper. But ! sin is more terrific in its denunciation. It j matters not how you spell your name, you j come under its knife, under its sword, under j its doom, unless there be somi* omnipotent i relief brought to the rescue. But, blessed be j God, there is such a thing as delivering a j royal soul? Who will snatch away Joash? This afternoon in your Sabbath school j class, there will be a Prince of God?some j one who may yet reigu as King forever be- ? fore the throne: there will be some one in your class who has a corrupt physical inher- j itance; there will ba some one in your class | who has a father and mother who do not \ know how to pray; there will be some one in j your class who is destined to command in church or state?some Crom- ] well to dissolve a parliament, some j Beethoven to touch the world's harp strings, Eme John Howard to pour fresh air into the zaretto, some Florence Nightingale to band age the battle wounds, some Miss Dix to J soothe the crazed brain^some John Frederick ^/u on in iaj euuuawj tuc uebubteu, &uuio uaviu Brainard to change the Indian's war whoop to a Sabbath song, some John Wesley to marshal three-fourths of Christendom, some John Knox to make Queens turn pale, some Joash to demolish idolatry and strike for the kingdom of heaven. There are sleeping in your cradles by night, there are playing in your nurseries by day, imperial souls waiting for dominion, and whichever side the cradle they get out will decide the destiny of empires. For each one of those children sin and holiness contend? Athaliah on the one side and Jehosheba on the other. But I hear people say: "What's the use of bothering children with religious instruction? Let them grow up and choose for themselves. Don't interfere with their volition." Suppose some one had said to Jehosheba. "Don't interfere with that young Joash. Let him grow up and decide whether he likes the palace or not, whether he wants : to be King or not. Don't disturb his voli- ' tion." Jehosheba knew right well that un- , less that day the young King was rescued,he j would never be rescued at alL 1 tell you, my friends, the reason we don't j reclaim all our children from worldlines3 is , because we begin too late. Parents wait until their children lie before they teach them i the value of truth. They wait until their children swear before they teach them the importance of righteous conversation. They j wait until their children are all wrapped up , in this world before they tell them or a bet- i ter world. Too late with your prayers. Too | late with yonr discipline. Too late with your benediction. You put all care , upon your children between twelve and eighteen. "Why do you not put the chief j care between four and nine? It is too late to repair a vessel when it has got out of the dry docks. It is too late to save Joash after I the executioners have broken in. May God arm us all for this work of snatching royal j souls from death to coronation. Can you imagine anysublimer work than this soul saving? That was what flushed Paul's cheek with enthusiasm, that was what led Munson ' to risk his life amid Bornesian cannibals; | that was what sent Dr. Abeel to preach ; , under the consuming skies of China; that was what gave courage to Phocus in : the third century. "When the military I officers came to put him to death for Christ's sake, be put tnem to oea tnac i they might rest while he himself went out, I , and in Ins own garden dug his grave, and then came back and said: "I am ready;" j but they were shocked at the idea of taking the life of their host. He said: "It is the J will of God that I should die," and he stood ; | on the margin of his own grave and they be headed him. You say it is a mania, a fool- j hardiness, a fanaticism. Rather would I call it a glorious self-abnegation, the thrill of I eternal satisfaction, the plucking of Joash from death, and raising him to coronation. The third thought I hand to you from my text is that the church of God is a good hiding place. When Jehosheba rushe3 into the nursery of the King and picks up Joash, j what shall she do with him? Shall she tako | him to some room in the palace? No; for i the official desperadoes will hunt through every nook and corner of that building, j Shall she take him to the residence of some j wealthy citizen? No; that citizen would not > dare to harbor the fugitive. But 6he has to , take him somewh?e. She hears the cry / 1 of the mob in the streets; she hears the ; 1 shriek of the dying nobility; so she > rushes with Joash unto the room of the j 1 temple, into the house of God, and then she ! ' puts him down. She knows that Athaliah and her wicked assassins will not bother the 1 temple a great deal; they are not apt to go < very much to church, and so she sets down Joash in the temple. There he will be hearing the songs of the worshipers year after year; there he will breathe the odor of the golden censers ; in that sacred spot he will j tarry, secreted until the six years have nassed. and he comes to enthronement. ] Would God that we were as wise as JV tosheba, and knew that the church of God is ] the best hiding place. Perhaps our parents took us there in early days; they snatched ua I i away from the world and hid us behind the I . I *-t 1 r J. J 1J iU_ n:ui? 4.V.. I 1 uapusiiuu IUHK5 ana tuiliu tuts uiuics auu uuo psalm books. 0, glorious inclosurel We I have been breathing the breath of the golden : censers all the time, and we have seen the lamb on the altar and we have handled the phials which are the prayers of all saints, and we have dwelt under the wings of the (] cherubim. Glorious iivUqmre 1 When my father and mother died, ana . the property i] was settled up, there was harctii^ anything left; but they endowed us with a v^erty ' worth more than any earthly possession, t cause they bid us In the temple. And whefl -j days of temptation have come upon my sou1 r I have gone there for shelter; and when assaulted of sorrows, I have gone there for j. aorafort, and there I mean to live. I want, like Joash, to stay there until coronation. I mean to be buried out of the house of God. Oh men of the world outside there, betrayed, caricatured and cheated of the f world, why do you not com e in through the 1 broad, wiae open door of Christian commun- J ion? I wish I could act the part of Jeho- f eheba to-day, and steal you away from your perils and hide you in the temple. How " few of us appreciate the fact that the ' church of God Is a hiding place. There are many people who put the chruch at so 1 low a mark that they begrudge it everything, ] even the few dollars tney give lowuru iv. They make no sacrifices. They dole a little out of their surplusage. They pay their butcher's bill, and they pay their doctor's , bill, and they pay their landlord, and they oay everybody but the Lord, and they come ( In ac the last to pay the Lord in His church, . and frown as they sav: "There, Lord, It i?; 1 If You will have it, take It?now take it, take g it; send me receipt in full, and don't bother rqft o - - ?train P* ' j there is not more than one man inonnd that aDDreciates what the I Where are the soula that put | ffc*. enth for Christian institutions? on- of their income? Where are those w) put aside that one-tenth, draw upb^-rf cheerfully? Why, it is pull, and drag, and hold on. and grab, and clutch; and giving is an affliction to most people when it ought to be an exhilaration and a rapture. Oh, that God would remodel our souls on this subject, and that we might appreciate the house of God as the great rerage. If your children are to come up to lives ot vircu??ad happiness, they will, coma op .ud4?t cue snaaow ox ids cnurcn. IT cue cflnrcii does not get them the world will. Ah, when you pass away?and it will not be long before you do?when you pass away it will oe a satisfaction to see your children in Christian society. You want to have,them sitting at the holy sacraments. You want them mingling in Christian associations. You would like to have them die in the sacred precincts. When you are on your dying bed, and your little ones come up to take your last word, and you look into their bewildered faces, you will want to leave them under the church's benediction. I don't care how hard you are. that is so. I said to a man of cue world: "Your son ana aaugnter axe going to join our church next Sunday. Have you any objections?" "Bless you," he said, "objections? I wish all my children belonged to the church. I don't attend to those matters myself?I know I am very wicked?but 1 am very glad tney are going, and I shall be there to see them. I am very glad, sir; I am very glad. I want them there!*' And so, though you may have been wanderers from God, and though you may have sometimes caricatured the church of Jesufi, it is your great desire that your sons and daughters should be standing all their lives within this sacred inclosure. More than that, you yourself will want the church for a hiding place when the mortgage is foreclosed; when your daughter, just blooming into womanhood, suddenly clasps her hands in a slumber that knows no waking; when gaunt trouble walks through the parlor, and the sitting room, and the dining nail, and the nursery, you will want some shelter from the tempest. Ah, some of you have been run upon by misfortune and trial: why do you not come into the shelter. I said to a widowed mother after she had buried her only son?months after I said to her: "How 4o you get along nowadays?" "Oh." 6he replied: ~"I "geValong tolerably well ex cept when the sun shines." I said:. "What do you mean by that?" when she said: "1 can't bear to see the sun shine; ray heart is so dark that all the brightness of the natural world seems a mockery to me." 0, darkened soul, O, broken-hearted man, brokenhearted woman, why *io you not coma into the shelter? I swing'the door wide open. I swing it from wall to wall. Come in! Come in! You want a place where your troubles shall be interpreted, where your burdens shall be unstrapped, where your tears shall be wiped away. Church of God, be a hiding place to all these people. Give them a seat where they can rest their weary souls. Plash some light from your chandeliers upon their darkness, with some soothing hymn hush their griefs. 0, Church of God, gate of Heaven, let me go through it I All other institutions are going to fail; but the Church of God?its foundation is the " Rock of Ages," its charter is for everlasting years, its keys are held by the universal proprietor, its dividend is Heaven, If a la flrvrl I Bore as Thy truth shall last, To Zlon shall b o given The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. God grant that all this audience, the youngest, the eldest, the worst, the best,may find their safe and glorious hiding place where Joash found it?in the temDle. An officer of one of the accident insurance companies asserts that the records show that every freight brakeman in the United States stands one chance in three of being killed within a year. Doubtless some sucl/frightful risk and employers' negligence was explained to the President or he would not have inserted his allusion to railroad car-couplings in his annual message. But if this is true, if there is any such rate of mortality among fi-ninrV)f Krotflmnn if. in tima that snmfi "<-*6"" " > -- ? public expression of the popular feeling on the subject was made. It seems incredible. The papers report an uncommon number of cases of men who become suddenly insane and attack their wives and children with murderous intent. The omission of an unmistakable sign of homicidal mania, whereby the victim might be secured before disaster occurs, seems to be an oversight of Providence. Come to think of it, though, the sign may be there in each case, if the unscientific mind could but i<oq/1 if. The recently published "Report on Marriage and Divorce in the United States" has established some important facts about divorce. During the past twenty years 25,371 couples sought divorce after a married life of twentyDne years and upward, while 267,739 children were deprived of the care of united parents. There is but little divorce among foreigners coming to this country. One-third of the inhabitants of Oklahoma are women, many of them having gone to set up in business for them themselves. One vouDpr woman Prom Arkansas City walked to tfe new | Territory when it was opened, slept all night on the ground, got a fine "claim," and raised delicious potatoes and corn on her farm, which adjoined one taken up by her father. Alfred N. Hazzard, 73 years old turned up in New Haven recently, much to the surprise of his son, Alfred N". Hazzard. Mr. Hazzard deserted his family in "Western New Yorl forty years ago, and after wandering ibout the West has become wealthy ind returned to his son. As he puts it, he has come iiome to cue. Dom Pedro stands i*ight up on his lignity. He does not want any solaco a the shape of a Brazilian pension as retired Emperor, hut v.ill demand hat his regular salary he kept up just V^ame as if he hadn't been exiled. Cliis may called imperial lerve. Exvlorer Stanley o^^.e to a riend: "I dread each frbX^ettirn to Surope because each friend ask^g ag loon as the first talk is over, vhen are you going back to Africa \ This question always operates upon ne like a red rag shown to a wild bull." Tub cannon used at Columbia, S. 2., in firing the Davis memorial salute sxploded. The cannon was that used in iring the salute when South Carolina jeceded from the Union. It was fished jut of the river some years ago, where it had been thrown when Sherman's army was about to enter the city. The schoolma'ams of St. Paul not long ago were instructed to give occa- J sional instruction in plain and fancy sewing to the girls under their charge, and the horrible fact came out that few if any of the teachers could do any kind of sewing whatever. RELIGIOUS_READING. LOVE IS L5GHT. My little ^irl, so brave by day, Grows timid as the shadows fall? I cannot charm her fears away; My reasons have no force at all. She pleads with all her childish might, That she may have a light. I calm her fears. and stroke her hair: I tell her of tLc angels near? Of God, whose love is everywhere, And Christ, to whom each child is dear. Shs hears, bat only clasps me tight, And begs me for a light. But when I say it cannot be, And strive to make her understand Just why, she makes another plea? That I will stay and hold her hand. She whispers, as we kiss good night, "That's better than a light." And thus, content, she falls asleep. My clasp grows closer on her hand; Musing: Gol doth his wisdom keep In childish lips. I understand, That, in that other, darker night, 'Tis love that makes it light. I, too, have shrunk in childish dread From that dumb darkaess that doth creep And thicken round the dying bed, And, fearful, felt I could not sleep Without a light. I understand, 'Tis light to hold Love's hand. ^ ?Cj. Ct. vneverwn, BEMOANING THE PA8T. It is not unusual to meet people who are always bemoaning the past. There are many such who spend more energy in thinking what they ought to baVe done, and chiding themselves for not having done it, than in thinking what they ought to do, and planning how to do it. Life is reaily too short for this sort of thing; there is too much to be achieved in the present and in the future to justify continuous dwelling on unimproved opportunities in the past. It is alwavs in oraer and in time to turn over a new leaf to begin again, to make stepping-stones of the s;ns and errors and mistakes of the past, remembering them only so much ana so long as to learn how to avoid and overcome them in the future. "Oh, if I could live my life over again," says one, "how differently I would act." But you cannot live it over again. The only "thing you can do is to live today as well as you can, to straighten your lines of action, and see that they all point up ward, away from the wrong, toward uie right. Time spent in mere ldla regret is worse than wasted. The atmosphere of regret is debilitating, enervating, asphyxiating. It should be avoided by us as we would avoid malarial atmospheres an I those saturated with infection. A great purpose will lift one out of regrets, and failing a great purpose, many smaller ones will accomplish the same end. In such a world as this there is always enough affirmative, positive good to be done to oc cupy all one's time ana thought, all one's capacity of doing and willing.?Exchange. FIRESIDE RELIGION. The home underlies both commonwealth and church, and we cannot look for good citizens or good Christians from any other quarter. The parent is the pastor of the "church in the house." God ordains fathers and mothers to this high office; "first to show piety at home" was one of the Great Apostle's injunctions, and another was for wives to be "keepers at home." There may ovon ho suph a thino' as letting their lieht shine in a female prayer-meeting, while* it smokes very sadly among their own household. This is the time of the year for the cultivation of family religion. It is the season of long evenings and of indoor occupations. The question "What shall I do with my evenings?" comes up in the minds of tens of thousands of sons and daughters; and unless parents help them to settle it wisely the devil will help many of them to settle "it in a way to be sorry for. The strongest counter -attraction to dangerous evening resorts is a cheerful and happy home. If wives were wiser in this direction, there would be fewer husbands in the clubroom or in the saloons. If all parents would try to make home bright and winsone,there would be fewer sons in the theatre, the public billiard-room, and the drink-cursed haunts. I know a Christian gentleman who has fitted up a billiard-table in his upper story, and engager in a friendly game with his own boys there; be lets them go occasionally to some nublic amusement where he can go with them. I fear that there 13 more than one godly father, who prays and gives money for the conversion of the heathen in China or Africa, and yet does not seem to be winning his own children very successfully towards a Christian life. He fires at too long range, and neglJ?jts the religion of his own hearthstone. "There's no place like home" for training character. But we must anchor our children to it if we would make it a good training-school. Kindle it up; make it look bright. More than once in these columns I have advocated an open fire a3 a "means of grace." Beside such a generous widemouthed fireplace I rejoice to have passed the autumnal and winter evenings of my boyhood. And how I pity the thousands of young men who, leavi g such rural firesides, have no such evening attraction in the rather cheerless lodging houses of our great cities. If many of them drift into dangerous evening r. sorts, it is not to be wondered at. Here lies one of the strongest pleas for such places of wholesome resort as the "Young Men's Christian Associations" provide. But I am not speaking of the homeless now; I am exhorting those who control the home to make it the safe anchorage, the training-school, the house of worship, and the spiritual birthplace and rearinc-place of their children. No school like this when it is well kept. The fireside of I)r. Lyman Beecher on Litcblield Hill, Connecticut? as he describes it in his charming autobiography?was worth as much for educational purposes to his eight or nine children, as any school or college which they ever entered. Books of the right stamp were read there and were discussed by the family. Questions were debated there, to the great sharpening of their wits; some of them were about theological problems. Pleasant games were played during the long evenings, and sometimes the merry-hearted old Boanerges brought in his violin, as a source of entertainment to the liresidc group. Music is one of the sweetest and purest of home enjoyments; and it is to be regretted that so many mothers discard the musical attainments of their girlhood amid the cares of maternity, or the demands of that inexorable gobbler-up of time and thought called "society." No parent ought to Jay aside his or her musical accomplishments. More than one wise father lias anchored his boys at home by practising with them on tlie flute, the violin or the piano. Of the great vital matter of household worship?which, 1 fear, is not as generally observed as formerly?I have no space to write. The lowliest thatched cottage or logcabin, such as the Missionary Goode 1 < nee described among the New England hills, or such as the Missionary Paton describes in his recent autobiography, is a safer place for a child's soul than the most elegant and cultured mansion that has no family altar. Again lot us remind Christian parents that thev are the nriests and the pastors of the home-Hock. No installation of minister yer a church is more solemn in Its nature, ' *e imperative in its duties, more farftBonVJj?In 'ts sP'"lual influence. When ff iQ:nn-vdaugliter gets weaned from home, friim Iiodg ? prelude to being weaned weaned ^"rom fpn version. ?nd uftimttely ChrisnnhXed^ea- A cheerful, happy, Ee of idN. is the best earibfy Father's house 011 high^^kin Tf?T\?llr Ciiyter. D. If., in Theodore L. EXPOSING THKMSELVfc. The various branches of the liqtftx have a refreshing way of telling the "TCd? about one another occasionally. The & York Tl'inc and Spirit Gazette quotes a statement that a certain prominent life insurance company will not insure any lager beer brewer or employe of a brewery, ''because they die before they reach the age that mciirnnr>A rnmnfinifis call the A ST 6 of 6X l>ectancy.'' And the Gazette ad3s this reinnrk: 'This would seem to bear out the assertion so often heard that in apj>earance th<j boer'rinker may be the picture of health, but in reality lie is most incapable of resisting disease." Therefore drink whisky, is, of course, our spiritous contemporary's inference. Common sense says, shun all forms of alcohoiic poison.?The Voice. _ TEMPERANCE. 1 MEASURES TO ADVOCATE. Bad ventilation of mines and worksh^H weakens the constitutions and paves the wj for beer and whisky. Let every temper an J advocate support the workingmen m tmH effort to improve the condition of mines and! workshops. Measures like these are no9 something which temperance people may feefl free to support or not to support as they sefl nr. jl ney are a leal essential part of tUfl temperance movement. ?Richard T. "Ely. STATISTICS OF THE TEMPERANCE UNIO|?j The annual report of the National man's Christian Temperance Union for l^H - just published, shows a total membership^? 1889 of 142,348, a gain of 3831 over the to|H paid membership of 1888. This does not elude members who, for any reason, failed to pay their dues on time, nor the lei^H number of unreported unions, honora*^ members and Loyal Temperance Legion* which, together with the 142,348 paid members, make the total membership and support ' of the Woman's Christian Temperance Union at least 200.000 and doubtless nearer 250.000. A SAD HISTORY. There is a man over seventy years of age*" living at a cheap lodging-house on the New uowery, New York. He waa formerly worth over $100,000, and his family and connections are very wealthy, but they have i disowned him entirely. On the first day of each month the proprietor of the lodginghouse receives $5 in an envelope, with the brief direction: "This is to pay for Mr. 's lodging for one month." The old fellow is not allowed to touch one cent of it, u it is an assured fact proved by experience l hat if the $5 were placed in his nandslt would go at once for rum. He has a s<id history. GOOD COOKING VS. WHISKY. Mrs. 8allie Joy White has contributed ftj very interesting series of articles u> WideAwake, on "Cooking in the Public School*,"* the conclusion of which is given in a recant^ number. Referring to results realized from the experiment in Boston, she says: "If you could see into some of the homes, and know what amount of comfort has come to them since the girls have learned how to cook well, you would be soon convinced thftiT] there is a moral as well as a practical ridOM the matter. At least one man has beea lecH to give up his practice of going dally tra the saloon at eleven o'clock, for the drink whisky to "set him up," by the nice cup dH chocolate and the corn-cake which bis uttM daughter gives him for breakfast, in place^ lie used to^ave. Tt is^ much easier to be gooa wnen one is comiortaniy reattmn when 0)i4 is put off with insufficient and illy-cooked food." LIQUOR IK SOLDIERS' HOMJtS. The United States Government * few years aeo adopted the system of licensing sutlers m the various homes for disabled, soldiers in the country to sell liquor to the inmates. It was believed that by furnishing! good liquors it would prevent the old soldiers^ from being poisoned bv the vile compound* they purchased outside at saloons In the neighborhood. The Woman's Christian! Temperance Union claims that this ajpgtaJ has proved a failure. They say that the! privilege granted has been abused, and that! hundreds of old soldiers, able to buy as muchl liquors as they choose, have been made con-' firmed drunkards by the system. Mrs. Sarah A. McClees, Superintendent of the soldiers? , and sailors' branch of the Union, has taken up the work of having this system abolished. She is in possession of a mass of testimony obtained from inmates of the various homes nmuu goes w snow mo brum ui me unions claim. Mrs. McClees bos been engaged in this work for three years, and hopes in the end to obtain a Congressional investigation into the charges which the union makes. DUBLIN'S ARCHBISHOP SPEAKS. This year occurs the centenary of the birth of Father Matthew, the great tomperaaot advocate, and it is proposed to celebrate the event by the erection of a statue in Dublin. The Roman Catholic Archbishop of that city, in a recent public address, warmly approved the project, and added these significant remarks: / I "But if the erection of a statue in our streets were to be the sole, or even the chieA work of the coming celebration, I, foron^ as I have already publicly declared, 4S99W have no part whatever in a proceeding that I could look upon only as a piece of childi^ folly. [Loud applause.] If we are to haven statue erected in Father Matthew's honor, lefl us first of all, before the day on which that} | statue is to bo unveiled, take what steps we ! can to secure that it is not to confront us as > a standing reproach. A reproach it must be i j if it is to stand there amongst a people who ' have turned aside in indifference, if not in 4 contempt, from the path into which it was the 1 mission of his life to lead them. If we are to j have a statue, as of course we are, let us do { all that lies in our power to guard it from j the profanation of looking down upon the I drunkard reeling along t'ae street in which it I stands." LIQUOR-DRINKING IN THE CAPITOL. It is cause for regret that, while, by reso| iution, the sale of intoxicating beverages is prohibited in the restaurants of thecapitolat [ Washington, beer is openly sold, ana other : liquors may undoubtedly be had on call. There is no "bar" in cither, and no stand-up drinking, but fermented liquors are freely served at the tables. The Washington Post makes the statement that "drinks are served j as openly in the House aud Senate restaur! ants as at any place in the city of Washington." This may be somewhat too unqualified, ; but that much liquor is now sold in these, the I nation's restaurants, there is no doubt. The Post affirms that this liquor-selling in I the restaurants, as a matter of fact, is really I I for the convenience of the drinking public, 1 ana adds that: iuo committee-rooms form safe aud convenient places in which to keep and drink liquors, and there are dozens of Senators ana members who drink with some degree of regularity who never have done so in either the House or Senate restaurants, j but who invariably depend upon the private resources of the committee-rooms. No one ] but the members of the committee and iu omployes have keys, and it is much more satisfactory to take a quiet drink of liquor that one knows is good than to be jostled about in crowded restaurants, where curious ' eyes are ready to report every thing that the;* see to criticise in the conduct of a pubuS man." There are certainly some total abstain^ ers among our honorable Senators and Repr$- ( gentativos, but it is feared that they are in a minority. The Congressional Temperance Society still has a useful field of labor with the total-abstinence pledge, apart from all matters of lezislation.?National Advocate. TEMPERANCE NEWS AND NOTES. Of $75 recently distributed in an English village in privately marked coins, all but f!J0 were found the next day at the public I houses. In the new State of Washington the license fee ranges from $350 to $1000 a year, and yet the saloon is the most insolent institution in the land. Bishops and brewers, ministers and maltsters, deacons and distillers, rectors and rectifiers, must be separated and set against one another. It is estimated that in ninety per cent, of all cases coming before the Police Justices of New York city the fault may be traced to the use of intoxicants. The Cincinati W. C. T. U. proposes to hang , four dozen Japanese wall pockets in the f hotels. deDots and barber shoos of the citr ? and to koep them supplied with temperance literature. The Rev. Dr. William Henry Furness says . that he is still smoking cigars daily at the ' age of eighty-eight. He says that instead of causing intoxication smoking takes the place of drinking. 1 t A correspondent wants to know whether ' 'brandy and wine are not useful for culinary purposes. Well, they are certainly successful in disguising poor cooking; our advice to housewives is, ao not usa brandy aud wine, f but learn to cook. ? Voice. ] Beer has become a very popular beverage I in Japan. The importations from Germany fl increased from 880,699 bottles in 1886 to 2,- 1 601,227 bottles in 1888, but since then the im- I oprts have decreased, owing to the establish- ' - it of nativA hrfiw?rii? n-\mei "Miing, Penn., a prominent politician has been seth%ui Peltzer, who is a brewer, mentior sellingTftjfcLthirty days' imprison^ bantupt. The Court Te^n^Jt.18 and his creditors have issuei^&L agahst his property. ? Vard McAllister telis a reporter that the>i atimpt of the New York Police Coinmia-m siners to prevent the serving of wine tu, hU f ball would have been, if successful, 1 low at republican institutions." It <alem Constable who warned a rebeljfl^H I prisoner that he was shaking the Ccm^HH wealth ?! MasaachuaetLa. - ?_ _ Jfl H