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The Abbeville Press and Banned! * BY HUGH WILSON. ABBEVILLE, 8. C., WEDNESDAY, MAY 27. 1891. VOLUME XXXVI NO, j?| New Quarters IW GOODS I am Not Prepare! to Offer i Reasoaalile Prices lie Largest and Best Selected Stock of Tlfo 4 r>Vi no nwvc VV UlilrJLLOOi \J?VJ\J?LI; JT3E WEXi B1r Silverware, Spectacles, and Gold Pens, And everything in the JEWELRY Lir ever offered to the people of Abbevi'le count Silver and Nickel Watches from $2.50 to? Gold Watches from $15 to $75. Clocks from SI to ?15. t CHAINS. CHARMS. LOCKETS, SLEEVE BUTTONS, COLLAR BUTTON! J SCARF TINS, STUDS, LACE PINS, IJROCHES, EAR RINGS and DROPS, an CHILD'S DRESS BUTTON SETS in GOL and Rolled Plate at the Lowest Prices. Gold Rings, [quality guaranteed from 75 cts. to $10 Sterling Silver Thimbles, Spoons and Fori rery low. The celebrated Wm. Rogers Knives, Fork , Spoons, Ac. Triple plated on nickel Silver. U K. Gold Spectacles and^'.ye Glasses irom 94.50 to Why Injure your eyes by wflrnne chea '< . *la?ses when you can get Pebbles for $2.50 p< pair. It will be to your advantage to call on u should you need anything In the Jewelry lie Repairing neatly done and all work guara* ie?d. Olllce In store of J. C. NICKLES.y^i J. T. Duckett* JEWELER Greenwood, S. C. Oct. J5. 1890. {, ? I STATE OF SODTH CAROLIRi ' COUNTY OF ABBEVILLE. COURT OF COMMON PLEAS. James T. Hester, Plaintiff, against \V. N. Mcrcler, as survivor of the late firm c \V. N. Mercler & Co., said firm bavin been composed of the said W. N. Mercle and one A. D. Smitb, now deceased, D? fendant, Summons. For Relief. ^ (Complaint not Served.) To the Defendant, \V. N. Mercler, as so: vlyor of the late firm of \V. N. Mercler. Co.,8aldflrm having [been composed c the said W. *N. Mercler and one A. I Smith, now deceased. YoU ARE HEREBY SUMMONED ANE iequlred to answer the complaint inth action, which was filed in the office of tb Clerk of Common Pleas, for the saldCour ty on the 14th April, 1891, and to serve] copy of your answer to the said complain on the subscribers at their office at Abbe vllle Court House, South Carolina, wlthi twenty days after the service hereof, ej elusive of the day of such service; an if you fall to answer the complaint wltt ia the time aforesaid, the plaintiff in thi action will apply to the Court for there lief demanded in the complaint. Dated 11th day of April, 1S91. k PARKER & McGOWAN, Plaintiff's Attorney. April 22, 1891 Ot. D. A. ALLEN, Prop. J. F. RICE, Sui ALLEN MANUFACTURING CO " ^ " Clinton, S. C. -MANUFACTURERS OF% r Doors, Sash, Blinds, Mould ing. Brackets, Front Doors, Stair Rails, Newel Posts, Balusters, Scroll Sawing and Wood Turning, Floe Drjei Lite for Builders Contracts Furnished at Short Notice. I'lrst Class Work a Specialty and nl Work Una ran toed. Correspondence solicited and letters of It qniry promptly answered. WRITE BEFORE BUYING ELSEWHERI Best Work. LowCNt Prlccs. v J. F. MILLER it CO. are agents for us, an '? orders given to them will recelvo prompt a . >/. tentlon. March 2, 1891. 12m. f R. H. HENDERSON, Attornev at Law. Greenwood, S. C. /^FFICE over Lee & Bailey's store. Promt Vf attention given to collections. Anril IS. 1K01. Vim* SCHOOL NOTICE. All persons having busines with the School Commissioner, wl And him In his office, all public days an every Saturday In each month nearest tb fnlddle of the month, during the preBentyea Ibr the purpose of registering claims, ac. E COWAN, School Commmlssloner, Abbeville County. i Feb. 4,1801 tf. The Abbeville Land, Loan an Improvement Company, f N ACCORDANCE with Commission < X Secretary of State J. tfc. Marshall dlrecte to the undersigned Board of Corporators the ABBEVILLE LAND, LOAN AND II PROVEMENT COMPANY? Notlce is hereby given that the books abBcriptlon of said company will be openi the office of J. ALLEN SMITH, President, c THURSDAY, FEBRUARY Oth Inst., at tl * Abbeville National Bank. J. ALLEN SMITH, W. C. McGOWAN, P. ROSENBERG, AUG. W. SMITH, E. A. TEMPLETON, R. M. HADDON, T. P. COTHRAN. Board of Corporator -i Abbeville, S.C.i Feb. 5 1881, ? -" v 'PIIE MAIN WHEEL IN A WATCH 1 makes 4 revolutions in a day of 24 hours, or 1,460 in a year. Next, the centre wheel, 24 )e revolutions a day, or 8,7(i0 in a year. The y third wheel 192 in a day, or 59,030 in a year. The fourth wheel 2,110 in a day, or 545,000 in a 18 year. The fifth, or scape wheel. 12.900 in a day, or 1.72S.200 in a year. The "ticks" or beats of the balance wheel 3SS/J00 iu a day, or 141.S82.000 in a year. The above is mathemcticnlly correct, and should prove to yon that a WATCH is a very delicate and complicated machlne.andshould it be out of order the watch requires the at ? bCUblUU VTA it ? First Class Watchmaker The undersigned offers you all the advan tages that skill and experience can command [] In the repairing of Watclis, Clocks and Jewelry. ENGRAVING 18 any style letter or monogramc executed ?? short notice. All Work Warranted 12 Months. A first class stock of SILVER and NICKEL WATCH IN VEWELRY. SILVER Mr * t> i.-> r?r\r i-> ui'v _a /> Rogers and Bro., -rasaiclWm. Itegers >1TS TT.bWRlS Awn SPOONS. ^%J;uaranteed a? represented or mony led. No charge for engraving goods ^oiight'of me. Place of business in F. F. Dnnbar Sc Go's store. t, E. B. Hennemann, GREENWOOD, S. C, Jan. 30,189J, tf ' DR. E. L. WILSON, TT?TTCTOT Sfi 1?. g *3~0ffice up stairs over It. W. Cannon's store r Aug. 23, 1889. THE Farmers' Bank -OF? ; Abbeville, S. C., > Does Gexeual Banking Business. Buys and sells Exchange and makes Collections. is DEPOSITS SOLICITED. 1 Win. II. Parker, J. T. Robertson, e President. \Jice-Pres. i" Julius I.. DtiPrc, Cashier. a March 5, 18'JO?112m CWis Hot I1101K The well-known Stallion, can be found at . Waller's Stable 1, Greenwood, S. C. 1 TEBMS, CASH. Five Dollars a Single Visit. Ten Dollars a Season. Fifteen Dollars Insurance. Money 2. by Insurance Due as m>ou as Mare is ascertained to be in Foal. PEDIUHEK?Lewis Itedmond Is a Deep Bay, ta Seven Years old, Fifteen and One-Half Hands l~ | High; Sired by Messenger, Grandslre Old uranger, ureal-ijranusiro um .iiamorinu Chief, Great-Great-(irandsiro Mambrlno raymaster. Dam a very line Kentucky More, said to be Jlatr.lHonhm. Fur further Information address W.J, McGEE, Riley, S. C. April 8, 18'?1, ."in * DENTAL NOTICE. Dr. S. G. Thomson, OFFICK IT-STAIKS OX McILWAIN Corner. S Abbeville, S. C, March 1891. tf IMACMURFHY & STORY, ARC 1 L1TKOTS, No. 8 Gray's Piazza, AUGUSTA, GA. ARE PREPARED TO MAKE PLANS and superintend the building of H CHUKCIIES, COUItT II0UKE8, u SCHOOL HOUSES, JAILS, HOTELS. TH KATI* ES, STOKES. DWELLINGS. of June 4,1S90,12m of 4- TJICIIAHI) (iANTT, is now prepared to do X\, all work in his department in the best of manner and at reasonable charges. Monthly at customers shaving, hair cutting and sham>n pooing Si per month. Kiisors honed and put ie In the best coiiditit.u for 25 cents each. Walter L. Miller, Alturiicy :?n?l Counsellor at LaWj AIHJKVILLK, S. V. 1)UA0TICKS IN liO'i'il STATK AND Federal Courts. Spcclal attention giveu , to collections and to investigating titles. Dec. 3,18W). emo. A Prayer. While I trend life's weary path, Give me faith, O Lord, te see In the trials that surround me Naught but Thee. Give mo strength, 0 Lord, to lighten The burdens of the weak around, And to tell the peace to others I have found. When I reach the valley dark. Give me eyes, O Lord, to see In that awful, awful darkness Round me?Thee. When I touch the gloomy river, Hold me that I cannot sink; Hold me, Lord, that I may see Thee On the brink. . Take me to the "many mansions" That Thou bast prepared lor me; There I would abldo forever. Lord, with Thee! A Service of Sons. it- - -XI J T 1 - viiiy me oiuei uay i met a mar whose face and words sent my mine traveling back over the space of years u little mountain hotel in Tennes see. There had been an accident t< to the engine, and consequently mj cousin Agnes and I, wlio were journey' ing across the State, were delayed with other unfortunates, in a village uncompromisingly desolate, and in th( hotel of which I speak. I caunot undertake to describe th< aspect of the little town, or the impres sion it made on my impartient mind. I might say it seemed io be asleep, but that the term would convey too much of an idea of repose and peace. Perhaps 1 may describe it as in a sore ol drunken stupor, but with too little enterprise to be bad. The hotel partook of the character of the place. Ie the ill-smelling "parlor," to which my cousin and I betook ourselves, we found a ?ort of corpse of a carpet and some ancient furniture, among it s piano, of an old style, sadly out ol uine. vv nere ine otner aeiayea passengers were I do not know. The on lj> companion we had in that dismal place was an old lady, evidently a boarder there. Her dres9 was antiquated, but the wrinkled face which smiled from the debths of the largt frilling cap was pleasant and refined, presenting, to my mind, the one relieving feat ure of the scene. Outside it. rained. This did not appear to interfere in the least with the comfort of the loafers who smoked under the "parlor" windows. Agnes, for want of occupation, sat down tc the piano, which was very hoarse and occasionally sneezed inwardly. I cannot say that "Chopin's waltzes" sound ed verv natural, but "Old Hundred," which'my cousin tried by the way ol contrast, appeared to give the old lady an idea. She had been wathching the 'player with admiring eyes, and now came over to the instrument and spoke. "I was thinking, my dear," she said hesitatingly," "that if you could siug a little bit, justsome old hymn or something, it would seem real good. Who knows but it might help them pooi boys out there? They're most likely away from their homes and mothers, and it ain't probable that they hear much good music?the Lord's music you know. Agnes looked at me inquiringly. "It seems to me," I replied in a low tone, "rather an odd idea. I can't say that I should like your singing in such a place as this." Doubtless my noise involuntarily showed my disap proval or our surroundings, as noses, will. My cousin looked thoughtful. "Bui Ralph," she said, "if this Is one ol those little opportunities for service, such as we were speaking of last night would it not be the right thing to do?" "My dear cousin," 1 replied, "I do not see any probability of our doing helpful work by singing in this place but do as you think best. No doubt the old lady would enjoy it." "Won'tyou sing with us?" said, Agne3, turning and speaking to her with the deference she would have shown to a queen. "My cousin and I will be glad to sing a little." "Dear child?" said the old lady, "I haven't uo voice for music now. It was used up long ago. When I was young like you, they used to say 1 sung in the choir like a bird. But my old voice is almost through its works here. I'd love to listen to you, though." My cousin turned around, the tears in her bright eyes. Did she see the ' ? ? - < - vision mat passea Deioreniu?u uiuiui of the olden time, with lofty pulpit and high-backed pews, a solemn minister, an attentive congregation, a choir of of young singers, in the simple garb of longago, their sweet voices pealing forth the Psalms of David, their happy "hearts in tune," like his "harp of solemn sound?" Did they consider the weary years, the white hair, the dimness of sight, awaiting them? I think not, for they sang: "Jerusalem, my happy honr.e, "Name ever dear to me!" And my vision vanished, for Agnes was singing it now, aud the wrinkled face was smilingat us, and the old lips were moving with the old words, lor the home had only come uearer through the advancing years ! I have never heard my cousin sing i -1 -t -if- 1 -fi rr l, ^ as sue cuu mat uisiiuiiaumuuuii. i nc crowd at the windows laid aside their pipes aud looked and listened. We sang together many familiar hymus oi invitation and Christian thought, and Agnes sang alone the one beginning : "Softly and and tenderly Jesus is calling, Calling for you and lor me; See, on the portals he's waltlngand watching. Watching for you and for me!" Then came the refrain : "Come home! coino home! Yo who are weary come home! Earnestly, tenderly Jesus Is calling, Calling, 0 sinner, come home 1" I confess I looked with surprise on the interest manifested among the group at the window. As the last sweet strain died away I noticed one young raan, with a face better than most of those there, rub his rough hand quickly across his eyes. Almost immediately afterward the clerk oi the hotel brought us the welcomc news tha*. the engine had been re paired and that "our train would star! at once. The old lady followed us tc the door with tears of pleasure in hei eyes. "You have done megood!" she exclaimed. "And you have doue us good !" Ag lies replied quickly. "UOOCI-U.ye, gruiiuuui, x num. tun bunt willingly to kiss the brow crowned with the whitened hair. 1 never saw her again. I said in the beginning that I re ceully met a man whose lace auc words sent 1113' thoughts back to tha time and place. He was an evangelis and a remarkable Binger. He hac just been singing, with wonderful power this very hymn. ' I well remember," he said, turning to us who were standing near him. "the first time I heard that hymn. It was in a miserable little hotel in Tennessee, where I had been squandering my substance?a real prodigal son. There came one afternoon into the building a little company of people who had been delayed in that forlorn place by a railway accident, and one or two of them began singing around the piano. The lady's voice I shall never forget. She sang one of my mot tier's old hymnsaud then this one, 'Come home.' Wherever I went, the the next few days, I seemed to hear tluit voice, saying, 'Come home.' And the end of it was, I came." "Not the end, sir," I said, reaching out my hand. "How often we drop , our little pebbles of service into the I stream, and know not where the 3 widening circljs reach !" men j. una mm or me smgers ox > that afternoon, and the only earthly r one whom he had to thank?that dear . old lady with the crowd of snowy t hair! I hardly think we often find [ two such links in the mixed chain of ; our experiences. God be thanked that sometimes we may see the "working ? together for good" of the plans of the ! only wise One.?Raymond M. Alden, in Conirreeationalist. I KonMVlnnlng:. To win souls to Christ, then, implies ! vastly more than winning them to our opinions, however correct they may 1 be. It implies more than winning them into our Church. It implies and Hin UMtinSniv nf frVto ViAnrf. inviuuvo v uv n iiiuiug vi tuv hvm>< v| I with all its affections, to Christ. In \ other words, it implies and includes : the winning of the whole man?soul, ' body and spirit?to Christ. Otterbein and his coadjutors insisted that a vital ' union to Christ was essential to a true Christian character. Take this vital ' force out of the Church and you will 1 have nothing but lifeless forms and 5 ceremonies. The Church of the Hying Cod is a living Church, with a liv ing ministry ; and the life of this living church comcs from the auicken ing energy of the Holy Spirit upon 1 the heart of each individual member 1 of the Church. Tho souud of the trumpet upon this fundamental doc1 trine should be clear and long. There is no class of men on earjh upon whom so great responsibility j rests as upon ministers of Jesus Christ. . Their work relates to this life and all : there is beyond it. It is a most fear' ful thing to direct a soul wrong. Min! isters do well to remember that almost every time they preach they deliver 1 the last message to some soul. If you knew, my brother, wlieo you enter the pulpit that you were about to preach the last sermon to some un saved soul, I presume you would be very thoughtful. Remember, it may be so at any time you preach. The blood of unsaved souls will be required at the hand of the unfaithful watchman. It is a dreadful thought, 1 one that ought to All the soul of "every one who professes to be called of God to preach the Gospel. The work of winning souls to Christ devolves pre-eminently upon the ministry. For this very purpose they are called into the work. It is God's own arrangement. Why He adoped this plan we may not know. It is, or | ought to be, enough for us to know ; that He wills it so. mis, ineu, win lead us to speak somewhat.of the na' ture auri manner of ministerial work. Every man called of God to preach 1 the- Gospel is naturally anxious to know how he may best succeed in 1 winning souls to Christ. Show me a minister who is not yearning after 1 the souls of the people, and I will show you a man who was either never called to the ministry or has lost the spirit of a true minister of Jesus.? Bishop J. Weaver, D. D. Eminent Men on Wnr. General SkobelefT declared: "I hate war ; it is all that is sickening, odious, and atrocious. No more monstrous or loathsome crime can be imagined than to make war without absolute necessity." General Sherman, U. S. A., said to some youths who were longing for a military life : "You Ihink'tliat war is all glory ; but I can (ell you boys, that it is all hell." The Duke of Wellington, hearing i dm romnrir nf ? sentimental ladv. that "a victory must be such a splendid 1 sight," replied, '"Madam, there is nothing more horrible, except a de1 feat." General U. S. Grant, after his double ; term of ofilce ns President of the United States, said : "Though educated as a soldier, and though I have gone through two wars, I have always been a man of peace, preferring to see questions of difluronce settled by ar1 nitration. It has been my misfortune to be engaged in more battles than any other American General, but there was never a time during ray command when 1 would not have chosen some settlement by reason, rather than the sword. When theDukeof Cambridge asked me to review It is troops at ' Aldershot, I told him that the one thing I never wished to see again was a military parade. I never went into a battle willingly. I never want to command another army." i A Humorous Incident With a .11 >rnl. In the "Life of Bishop Simpson," by Dr. Cooks, there is ah interesting account of Methodism at Meadville, Pa., and the early struggles of the college there located. Reference is also made to the..Establishment of a Unitarian Chu/ch in the town, ! and an amusing incident of the dedicatory services is given. Itisiu the Bishop's autobiographical notes, and 1 is as follows : One of the distinguished Unitarians of New Eugland came to oiliciatc on ' the occasion, preached an eloquent 1 sermon to a full house, settiug forth in ' a forcible manner the views of his peo^ pie. A well-read man of the Presbyl terian Church had become insane, : and yet was quiet and inoffensive. He wandered about among friends, " >?nd was fond of talking of religion. I By some means he was present in the congregation that day, and listened . attentively to the discourse. At its [ close, risjng from his ueat aud stepping ' out into the aisle, he retfehed out his 1 hand, and said, in a tono of sadness, "They have taken away my Lord, J and 1 know not where they have laid ? " mul loff Hin hi.'KA. Th?i lifter | unce of those simplo w ?rd3, it is said, ' produced a profound impression on the 1 congregation, Scliool-t'hll<lreii and Their Aiumers. Though not exactly a child, perhaps, a lad once appeared before Bishop Wilberforce for confirmation ' the bishop, feeling sure that he had confirmed him before, bent over and said, in a lone tone, "My boy, I think I have confirmed you before." The lad opened his great wide cres and replied, "You be a liar." "What would have happened if Henry IV, of France had not been murdered V" asked a teacher of asfiarp looking hoy. The prompt reply was, "He would probably have died a natural death." In a .Sabbath school, "What did the Israelitics do when they came out of the Red ftea?" drew forth the answer, "They dried themselves." "Where was Iris hop Latimer burned to death?" was immediately arfsvered, "In the fire." While youii;rste:8 appear'to get considerably' "mixed" in digesting their historical information, their ideas of geographical facts are also not frequently, to say the least, original. A young hopeful said that the surface of the earth consisted of land and water. "What, then," afked the teacher,, "do land ami water make?" "Mud," was the instant rejoinder. A volcano lias been described as a "large mountain with a hole at the top and a fire place at the bottom and a "bar is a piece of iron across a river mouth. It prevents navigation, and has to be cut through with a steam edge." FUNNY DEFINITIONS. According to the Schoolmaster, "stability" was recently defined as being "the cleaning up of a stable;'^ and an answer to some question about' insurance had this passage : "The mouey is provided by. the company to defray the expeii"'" of the birth of members in pecuniary distress." In summer, it seems, "the day is longer owing to expansion by the heat:" and that season.itself is ihus explained: "Once a year we have Ihe whole bright side of the sun turned toward us. Then it is summer. The sun is in the solstice and stand still." j "What comes next to man in the scale of being?" inquired an examiner. "His shirt/' was the reply. Asked to give the distinction, if any, between a fort and a fortress, a boy nicely defined them: "A fort is a place to put men in, and a fortress is a place to put wo1 men in." On being asked what the chief end of mau was, another boy, without any hesitation, said, "Theend what's got his head on." A teacher asked a very juvenile class which of them had ever seen a mag1 net. A sharp urchin at once said he had seen lots of them. "Where?" inquired the teacher, surprised at his proficiency. "In the cheese." Being asked what conscience was, a boy replied, "An inward monitor." Asked what a monitor meant, the ready answer was, "An ironclad ves sei." Another lad was asked what he understood by "celerity," and, "perhaps from experience," says the contemporary account, he described it as "something to put hot plates down with." The members of a girl's class were asked a few questions. One was interrogated as to what was meant by "bearing false witness against your neighbor." "It was," said she, "when nobody did nothing and somebody went and told of it." Another was asked how beef tea was made, and she replied, "Buy a tin of beef extract and follow the directions on the lid." "What was warmth - produciug foods?" a third gill was asked. The reply was, "Cayenne pepper and Jamaica ginger." Bert nn<l the Bees. Bert had three buckets of water to bring from the spring. They were pretty big buckets, and the spring was at the foot of the hill. The weather was getting warm, too. He tugged away at the bucket, and got it up : then he lay down on the back porch to rest. "Hello, Bert! sun's not down yet," said his father, coming in to dinner from corn-planting. "I wish I were a big- man," said lazy Bert, "and didn't have to carry water." 'But you would have to plant corn, and sow wheat, and cut and reap and thresh and grind,"'laughed his father. "I don't mean to work when I am big," grumbled Bert. "Then you'll be a drone," said his father. "What is a drone?" asked the little l ui'jr. "A bee that won't work ; and don't you know that the bees always sting Iheir drones to death, and push their bodies out of the hives?" The futher went ofF to wa9h for diuder, and Bert dropped to sleep on the. steps and dreamed that the bees were stinging his face and hands. He started up and found that the sun was shining down hotly upon him, stinging his face and hands, sure enough. He hurried down to the spring and finished his job by the time the horn blew for dinner. "Father," ho asked, while he cooled his soup, "whatmakes the bees kill their drones ?" "God lauglifc them," answered liis father; "and, one way or another, God makes all lazy people uncomfortable. Doing with our might what our hands find to do, is the best rule for little boys and big men ; and I would not be surprised if the angels live by it, too."?The Occident, S llow to I?c a Happy Old .Maid. To have so much to do that there is no time for morbid thoughts. To never think for a moment tiiat you are not attractive, and to make yourself look as charming as possible. To be so considerate of the happiness of others that it will be reflected back to you as from a lookingglass. To never permit yourself to grow old, for by cultivation all iho graces of heart, brain and body, age will not come uoon vou. To believe that a life-work has been mapped out for yon, that it is near you, and to do that which your hamls find for you. To remeaibpr that the happy old Uiaid is the one member of a family who, not having any other claims on her, can be CJod's own sunshine to those in sorrow or in joy.?JCxfhc,njj:c. The man who can drink whisky a whole lifetime without being hurt by it, is very apt to be not much account or anything else* . .. . . - /. 5iA titiS i i-' r... - \ :SL Calling: the Angels. "'Deed mamma, we didn't mean to be fussy," said one of a bright-eyed little group, pressing round the mother's knot'; "but we'd so many of us together, luut if one of us says just a leensy-weensy mad word, ail the rest must say one too, and then how can we stop ?" "I think I know a good plan for getting stopped," said mamma.? "There are some little sweet-voiced angels that just hate fusses, and, if you will call one of them, he will fly right away with the ugly words." "But 0 Mumpsie! how can we call them ?" asked another of the little folks. "Listen.now, and I'll call one;" and flip lrinfhpr lieirnii to sincr vprv soft 'y? "There Isnlinppy land, Far, far nwuy." In u minute, five little voices joined her?, ami when they had sung the last 'aye,' every face was bright and smiling. The next day that mother heard an angry ciaitter in the nursery, and presently otWr thin little voice piped up,? Y-.' Little drops of water, Little grains of sand." The verses were suug all through, but some of the voices kept up the debate as well. No sooner had "drops of water" died away, than another voice begau, 'Where, oil! where are the Hebrew children?" and as none of them could keep from singiug that chorus, no more fussing was heard. "But it took two of the angels, mamma. for that iob." said one of the bovs afterwards. City nncl Country. The cit.v person, it is well known, is often as much a "greenhorn" in the country as the country person is in the city. A girl who had been accustomed to certain city squares and exclusive parks, whose high-barred gates were closed at a fixed hour every night, made her first visit to the country. She was being taken about through ihe lanes and fields by her mother, when the sun pet "Say, mamma,'' said the little girl "haven't we got lo go In? What time do they close the country, anyway ?" It was a city boy, too, who, when taken with him by his country cousin while he dug some potatoes, watched the proccss of unearthing the tubers for a moment with great wonder, and then remarked : "Is that where you keep your potatoes? I should think it would be more convenient to Keep tnem in oarrels, the waj we do." The "country greenhorn" in the city has this advantage over the "city greenhorn" in the country, that he does not put on airs of superiority on all occasions. It was a city boy in the country who, beiug taken to a peachtree full of ripe aud delicious fruit, and invited to help himself, remarked, somewhat loftily: ' No, I thank you, I never eat them until they are canned !" Domestic Thnndervtorms. i ? vv u iiiiYU ucuiu u usaci icu iuai a quarrel now and then in a family is not a bad tiling?that it purifies the domestic atmosphere, rendering it pleasant and salubrious for sometime to come; iu short, that it is to the household air what a ihundergust is to the general element. whoso reasons thus is a simplet^D. Eye-lightnings are neither agreeable wlien ''the sparks of fury" are Jbeing projected nor as they flash through the recollection, and tongue thunder reverbrates through the memory for many a long day after the storm. It is an egregious mistake to suppose that sharp words spoken in anger are soon forgotton. They often cut deep, aim in sume uiiaes tiro nuuuus ncvci entirely heal. Crimination and recrimination were never yet freely and frequently indulged in by man and wife without begetting enmily between them, or, to say at least, without destroying their esteem for each other. Marriage does not change humau nature, and it is not human nature to love anybody one is continually quarreling with. Pettish wjvea and surly husbands are advised to make a note of this; also all happy pairs fresh from the altar who desire to Keep happy.? Ledger. too* Wliat Came of One Woman's Prayers. Sometime in the last century a poor woman in England, of whom the lr maiuo Knt- liffla o cmn onH she poured out her prayers and her tears for his conversion. But he grew reckless and dissipated and profane. He engaged in the slave trade on the coast of Africa, and was perhaps as hopelessly abandoned as any pirale who ever trod the deck of a slave trader But at last, when all hopes had nearly expired, bis mother's coaseless prayers were answered. He was converted, and finally became one of the most eminent ministers in London. That man was the celebrated John Newton. John Newton, in turn, was the instrument in opening the eyes of that moralist and sceptic, Thomas SGott, afterward the distinguished author of the commentary qn the ^ble. Thomas Scott had in his parish a young man of the most delicate sensibilities, and whose soul was l(touched with the finest issues, but he was a dyspeptic, and sorrowful and despairing." At times he believed there was no hope for him. After long and repeated efforts Dr. Scott persuaded him to change the course of his life. That yot\ng man was William, the household Christian poet, whose sweet, delightful hymns have allured hundreds of wanderers, and the most po'uted, to thn. "Fountain filled with hlooil, Drawn from linmanuel's veins," Among others whom lie had influenced to turn from the "broad road" was William 'Vilberforce, a distinguished member of the British Parliament, who gave the deatn blow to the slave-trade in Great Britain. Wilberforce brought Leigh Richmond to see the "better \yay,n who wrote the "Dairyman's Daughter," which ha* been read with the devoutest gratitude and blinding tears in many languages all over the earth. All this. indescribable amount of good, \yhtoh will be re(Imilili'd nnrl ri'ikimlipntrwl llirnmrli nil ouii ho traced buck to the fidelity Of John Newton's mother, that billable. unheralded woman, whoyj history is almost unknown. Vou are not pleading God, unless you are a happy Christian, ',In Extremis." ? ' BY EDGAR L. WAKEMAN. 5 Let the little world pass by; 1 Strive, and wait! *jM Truih wl.l slilne above lie 1 Soon or into. g If th> hurlls uioUhI?well, . JbflH Donotlear; Thougit to thee Invisible * *JS Hopelsnexr. 1 Dcsiih is Nor. There Is but Lifet IlateoMiurt'of direst t-lrlfie 1 Let I ho little woi Id pa-.s by; ..-jM Strive, and wuitl 1 Wounded <ue, aiiir and high, 8 t*ca the great a God of. Mercy! All thy loss 2 Through the Passion of the Crocs, 1-&&M And Thy pain, 1 In Self's dcatir, Is, glowing, born 'i&gm Manhood whole, 9 And the Keturrectlon Morn Vjm| Of thy son I! I . The Otber Side. f Jaivd Lincoln, an nneducoled who ii.ul made within a few yemgJfcB large fortune by spicula! ion, whll?3a driving out to Central Park pawed^l Mr. Crou.se, a plainly dressed, mld-^l die-aged gentleman who wasjoii I ' ''Tliut .man," be nuid to his . wlfiyY'|| "belongs to one of the oldest families in New York. His grandfather wu;J one of the .signers of the Declaration.-A] He has been brought up in the midfft of refined and scholarly people*- He jQ belongs to a set into which f cannot enter. I would give half that I aBBa| vvowh for his start in life." ,i ] In the meantime Mr. Crousc laolniijflH at the carriage aud its soraptnoo^jj equipments, and thought, "If I hdpfl a some of that man's money how Jpalflgjaj uuiiiiuita x uuuiu uuug imv uur Dowu one of the leafy avenues *-|fl mun sauntered thoughtfully, wha0'JSj name is known throughout,thepo)lDt?'|t|| as a brilliant magazinist. One of Lie foremost men' Ln .Wal! 3 Street rode past him. The manr hav*. Jal ing met at the club, bowed l&. each ,:$] other. "Ah," thought the. novellBt,^] "if I could live without writing* aoy^M thing but checks!" , "lliat fellow is famous !"-:thoogbt yl Dives on horseback, with an envtooi$8 sigh. He had in his pocket-book yellow newspaper clipping in jrhiclt'ig his name occurred as having aside a$j? few remarks at a dinuer. ,?t Dives thought of this clipping: and -| said to himself, "What happiness it' ?| must be toseeone's name in prii&evera-la day! How much ftner a gift~than'; % moucy is fame." The mini iter's wife, whom somebody ^ I had taken out to drive sawone of VSjfgm parishioners pass a woman who ittltd in an exclusive fashionable clique, it thrill almost of envy distaraed her calm breast. How pleasant it must'be'^a to live in a social atmosphere puxe and ^ j refined, to escape all that is volgar~/| 1 and painful in life! . * . ::;JM The other woman'* eyes grew troubled as she looked wistfully- info j the serene face of the clergyman'^? "O, to have her faith!"!? shftjll thought, "When sickness and deaU^faB come, to know where to turn as- ^ does! To live always apart from worry and pain of the world, close to f| So each man and woman went on \y||l separate way, envying the other. the great mistake iu life is, that' eaeh^ tff us overrates the peculiar blessings:>J| which God has bestowed upotf out :,1*| brother, and is blind to toe1'good ] which He has given to us. Gracious aud Gritty* 'Si Rev. A. J, Jarrell, In 1887, I attended a, great camp yi meeting in Georgia. J was runniny v'ti an experience meeting one morning '< when I noticed a big-hearted farmer- ^ very restless on my left. I said to him "Brother, you want to talk?I'll stop all others and hear from you dow."7jS| He sprang to his feet, "Brother JarrelL I do want to talk. I want to tell what I have never told a living soul before., Across that alter sits my wife*-she |gl knows nothing of the secret purpose I am going to tell. I was converted be* fore the war, but lost all my religion in the army. I became wore? than ever had b?n. I came home, bat m*?>|| dear wife was still as true as 8tee). I M hated the Churoh?J hated the Bible-* I was harder than a rook. Years wenV by and all the time there was between my wife and me. I bate<| M her religion and she seemed to love ^ more, even than she did me, Nov man ever had a better wife. .? >?|8 Now I come to my secret purpose., fig I determined I would sweep all that Bible nonsense out of my boHae/~3n Every lime I would try to settle it for good, I would run right up against her ^ pure life, aud I oould not get an inch *| further. .Again and again, I failed. At last I said, if T can just unsettle ^jjj her, I will know it is all a sham. I picked my chanoe. Children all1 out ^ save a baby in her lap. I said, "Wife . ? we have been very happy together* We used to think and feel and ?j)t . "js just alike and we were so happy. it is so different now. You oelfcVe in that old Bible; I know it is hot true. A You believe in praying and serving J God : I know that it ia all sham. Kow J let us throw that all aside, let tfs be ;j| happy like we once were," She said not a word while I was talking. When I was done she leaned forward?her eyes kindling as she spoke, like I had so often seen them* : j 'Husband, I am very sorry I have #ot been a hotter wife to you. I (God spares me, I will do better. I will work these fingers down to ti?e 8tumpe for you?but hear me? [?aiU die in-mjf '$2 tracks before I will yield, one inch from., 'j my Bible or my God." ' ' Brethren, when she said that the ^ lightning struck me?the old time conviction. She had got grappling i hooks into me and jerked me clean i over to her side again. I am thete to? day?happy ou my way to hQftYea. /. That good wife did it." I went back the next year to. the same camp meeting, I missed him. _J Second day I missed him. Third day I said, "Where Is my Brother White?'1 "Have you not heard? He died sbo?*? "J ing Utsi January, and blessing hfek ; good wife, who saved him from ruin by her heroism."?Guide to Holiness* itiro >v?s * ?. Mrs. Tt'i*-au: "You dou\know how mni'li I iini ?>nmviniv 1 w\fnc?Mr Wat&r* jviiet'slecturers on ffereulanetim. 80 clear >?nd w.ic'.vov they're positive rev| clations! *' I Mr.'-. ivv>My ? "lid me see?who Mas Iiproulaiiyum, my dear?" Mrs. Tessnti; "I haven't quite made "* lout yet, hut he was either one jf-ri: I those Rom:n\f*(|ues, or a Gaul, or [something of that kind. There's 1 another lecture to-morrow after* yoou,"