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reconciled. BT JANE AiDRICK. A Httle wbJff of smoke, co email It scarcely shows againetlthe northern tiky. It bodes no 111 to us, of course, But doc-b to 6ome, for, oh, the grasp it dry. The rising breeze just now springs up. And see, the smoke cloud now is spreading fast. Spreading o'er acres wide, where yards Seemed covered with it but a moment past Faster it e-weeps along, and then It seeme to cross the canyon with a bound, Hie swirling flames lick up ail things That by them in their maddened course ar? found. And there, but newly built, a house Stands in the track the fire fiend must pass, Fastened within that frame glad hopes Were pinioned with each driven nail, alas. Ob, must the work of years go thus, The little saved by early toil and late, From summer's drought and cruel ball ? A strong man stacde and cries, "Ob, bitt<j? Fate.* Knt look the gathering there; brave men From all the country round rush now to save, And see the gleam of ploughshare's st?el Goes tearing up the earth iu mighty wave. These noble men are fighting Came with flame, They'reconqutring; all ie safe! Thank Godi Thank God! For this another time, oh, Lord, Thou'st stayed the scourge of lifted chastening rod. Am one t hp men vho worked thern stood A gray old man with quivering lip a-cur), And shook the strong man'n hand and gasped, You're all right, Bill; come over'n see tbe girl." Ocoh, Neb. BERENICE ST CYR. A Story of Love, Intrigue, and Grime. i BY DWIGHT BALDWIN. CHAPTER III. CONCLUSIVE EVIDENCE. T'S a clear case!" ^ Jp-Qjl* Mat Hyland, one oi '^=s^ JIa t*ie Bhrewdest detec^W^tiveB of the Chicago r force, closed hie ton\ bacco box'with a sharp . y\ click, and looked knowingly at his com ^ i psnioc. ^ 3/1^ r! "What have you deMM|\ JJ 1 /^termined?" J\\j&r / "Several things. ' ^First and chiefest, that this work, and bad work it is, was commenced from the inside." "Impossibie!" "Wait a moment, Mr. Sears. The crime was discovered shortly after 6 o'clock, and the police at once notified. I was ju6t leaving the Twenty-second Street Station when the telephone came in from the patrol box, and was the first to reach the house." "And you found " "Everything in confusion. The old man was dead, and the safe rifled as you see now, the four servants in terror, and the daughter in a fainting condition under the care of a physician." "But why do j ou suspect an inmate of the house? Speak, sir! Thnt old man yonder has been a father to me, and I must be doing something to bring his murderers to justice." "Gently, *ny dear sir. That is exactly T Va1r? VA11 T wuac A. yiv^uoo iv uwi^/ JV V* wvi ? all the doors nnd windows secured, the electrio burglar alarms in perfect working order?not the slightest evidence, in ' fact, that an entrance had been forced." "But John Kedzie, the only man in the louse, has been in Uncle Paul's service v for twenty years. You surely don't " "Not a bit of it But you are wrong. This house had another inmate last night." . "Who, in heaven's name?" "You heard of the tire at the Exposition building?" . "No. But?don't bother with trifles. "Who was here?" "Read that." The detective took a copv of one of the morning newspapers from his pocket and indicated a paragraph in h long article describing the fire of the preceding night. . It consisted of a brief but graphio account of the awful peril of Berenice St. Cyr and her subsequent gallant rescue by an unknown young man, whose bravery was awarded unstinted praise. 'He seems to have driven away in their carriage," commented Sears, when he had completed the reading. "Yes. He is the murderer!" "You don't mean it?" "I surely do. I had read the account before news of the mnrder arrived, and at onoe acted upon thnt theory. The servant, John had shown him * to his room on the floor above. I lost no tim? in getting there." "And you found " "That the bird had flown. The room was without an occupant." "Strange! What does John say?" "I've not bad a chance to question him since?" "There he is now. This way, John." *What is it, Mr. Almon?" asked the servnnt, as, with a look of mingled fear and horror, he approached the doorway i from which, only hu hour before, he had discovered the body of his murdered maBter. "What was this young man's name?" queried Hyland, brusquely. "They called him Winters." "His iirst name?" "I didn't hear that." "Describe him!" "I'd not much in that line." "Do the best you can." "He is tall, straight, well made, has black hair, and no beard, except a mustache. " "Good enough. What else?" "Very bright eyes, and the look of a gentleman. "Iknow him!" cried Sear6. "Indeedl" ejaculated the detective. "Yes. His name ir ( cle "Winters. He was employed for a time by a friend of mine, Mr. Max Morris, who discharged him, something like a month ago. for stealing from hi* cash drawer." "Good! He's our man! No time must be lost: With hie name and description, I can arrest him before roon." "Wait! urged Sears, laying his hand upon the officer's arm. "For what? Time is valuable; seconds count in a game of this kind." "Did Mr. St. Cyr treat this Winters kindly?" Thi% question of the young man was addressed to John. "Kindly? I should say 60. He just doted on him, while Miss Berenice " "Never mind her!" interrupted Sears, an anpry flush sweeping his dark bnt rather handsome face. "What did Uncle Paul do?" "Treated him like a son, and gav? him " "Wh^" "The beautiful ring he always wore." ~ iiie one presented ma aeaa boh <3eorge? Impossible!" "No. I'm sure of it. I saw it on hie finger when he told me good-night in his room." "I can't understand it. But what has tie there?" The speaker pointed to the right hand of the dead man, which was fast clinched. in an instant the detective was bending over the prostrate form. "It may contain a cine?a lock of the murderer's hair, a button from his coat, a fragment of cloth. Wait!" "* * ? - ? 1 <?. tk. naa W? DOv (wuor iojivo vu?w ivi vuo oroner?" asked Sears, interrupting the I officer, nfepjvas JjryjnR to.force open .the . fingers which the "rigidity of death had fast locked. "No matter." replied Hylend. "There are enough of ub here to testify to what j we find, and time is everything just now." A moment more nnd a triple exclamation went up from the trio of bended heads. _In the half-open palm of poor Paul St. ? Cyr" lay a "curiously wrought ring, richly t set with diamonds and rubies. i "It's the very rlns:!" cried Almon Sears, a touch of triumph in his hard tones. "I could swear to it any place!" t "And I," added the servant, sorrow- r fully. c "What do you think of it?" asked the young man' of the detective, who was reading an inscription upon the ring. "That it will send Cole Winters to the t gallows!" CHATTER IV. EXCITING SITUATION'S. B "You here?" i; With this question, Berenice St Cyr, tearful, agitated, heart-broken, struggled to a sitting posture upon the lounge where e she had been reclining. "Where else should I be in the midst of this storm of trouble and woe?" returned Almon Sears, aB he seated him- e 6elf near by. "But father told you to come here no t more." c "True, but the charges of ingratitude d which he made against me were entirely p unfounded, as I am now prepared to e prove. Besides, death has revoked the mandate." n The young man bowed his head, and to fc all outward appearances was deeply moved. i "Well, I'm glad you came. Almon. b How can I endure this and live?" c "It is hard, Berenice,'crael. and words t of consolation carry no relief. One small comfort remains, however." j: "1 can't imagine what. For me all is fc dark, the very sun has ceased to shine, t I care nothiDg tor me useir, now. "The murderer of your father is d known!" "What? Where i? he?" v "Not yet in custody, but his arrest ia r certain." o "Who ifl he?" p "His name is Winters?Cole Winters.* "It is false!" f: Tbo eirl ^as on her feet now, her eyes ij flas'mng angrTIyTErough her tears." ' "The proof is conclusive?absolutely ^ damning in its completeness." "Nothing could convince me of any- y thing so horrible." ""ion have great faith in a stranger." n "Ought not the saving of one's life to ^ excite faith? Do you call him a stranger, who won his way to my father's heart?" "And youre?" Bueered Sears. ^ "Aye, and mine, if you will have it so. ^ I thought a moment ago that I had noth-. ing for which to live. I feel differently fi now. The cause, the honor, of Cole Winters Bhall be as my own!" g| Overcome by the violence of her emotions, the girl sank trembling to the sofa. a "When the police arrived," the young man proceeded, seeing his opportunity, ^ "he had left his room and the house. g, The detective in charge of the ca6e has j, just learned that your father gave him a ring last night." "Ab a memento of his deep regard? tine." " "Then tod, loo, admit it?" "Why should I not?" 8 "It was fonnd in Paul St. Cyr'6 deathgrip ten miuutes ago." "Impossib'e!" The fair girl was trembling now, for ehe read truth in the other's triumphant, gleam ng eye?. "In the struggle for his lite he tore it from the band of his assailant and re- ^ tained it, providentially, that the great crime might not go unpunished." Once more our heroine was upon her ( feet. Trembling and irresolute no long- ] er, xaitn snone in ner Dngm mmiuuug i eyee, and love inspired her with confi- , dence. ^ "Mr. "Winters is innocent," Bhe said, . calmly. "I believe, I know it! He is 1 the victim of cruel ciroumstances, or, J worse still, a horrid plot. What possible ? inducement could he hare had?" r "Inducement? The bonds to the value j. of $300,000 in the safe in the library were , worth working for." For an instant Berenice hesitated, her t brow6 contracted somewhat, and a shrewd e expression flitted across her face. c "How could he have known that father G had been so foolish as to place them there?" * "Doubtless he learned it in the conversation last night." r "By the way, Almon, one question, i please." v"Well?" "How came you to know this?" "I?you " a The young man paused in hi6 stammer- t ing reply, and, despite an evident effort 1 at 6elf-control, his face blanched. r "You need not answer, sir. I know ? now mvself." , "HowV" * "While we were talking in the library n 1am* T woo fniinn otovMo/) V?V a TflflflA- r iOOV JL ntw V TT ?vv VJ ? .V?VV- J, tion in the mirror over the fixe place. I t then ascribed it to the wind swaying the shrubbery witnout. I now know that jl , ? ? 8 was "your'face. Yon were listening at the window!" "Berenice! I protest " ^ "You are my father's murder! Begone!" p Almon Sears staggered ss if struck a c sadden, stinging blow. v "Don't deny it!" the girl went' on ^ spiritedly. "It would bat increase my loathing!" P "I cau show where I obtained my in- * formation, if need be," 6aid he, some- s thing of his assurance retnrniog. o "Perhaps 60, bnt I do not require it. a Begone!" There was something quite dramatic in ^ the pose and look of the orphan girl as I she raised her finely formed arm and o pointed toward the door. o Without a word the scoundrel, van- tl quished by the ready wit of a girl in her teens, quitted the apartment. ' "Confusion!" he muttered, as he de- " scended the stairs. "But still I'm in no J danger. She has only a vague suspicion, still I must move quietly." In the drawing-room he found the detective, who was walking up and down Aurnitincr hie arrival "Well?" queried Hyland, laconically. 0 "She agrees as to the ring, and says that there were bonds of great value in . the safe." 11 "I suspected that," commented the of- u ficer. "And Winters?" fri "She knows nothing of him. He res- t! oued her from a position of pome embar- ^ rassment, and so ingratiated himself with ber father as to secure the gift of the t! ring and an invitation to spend the night >' here." d "Good. Ton had better remain in fc eharge, while I set in motion the police a machinery which will soon start Mr. Winters on his journey toward the black- t! cap." 61 Then Hyland shook hands with his g companion and hurried from the crime- b haunted mansion. He lost no time in hailing a cab, and was soon at police headquarters in the mnssive City Hall. n There he made his report, and an hour t later a description of our hero, accompn- t nied by an order to nearrb for him and t arrest himx>n sight, wan in the hands of . half the police officers of Chicago, while numerous detectives were specially detailed to work UDon the case. u Ab for Hyland, he lhad never before a been bo btisy. He felt that the caBe in j, hand was to win him a bigh place in his profession, and the hours fairly flew by. lie had learned much of C ole Winters, 1 his habits and life since his arrival in the t city, but not the slightest clew as to his c movements- since his departure from the ? St. Cyr mansion, some time during the G preceding night. Ab the light of the autumnal day was beginning to fall, be turned into one of P the most disreputable portions of South t Clark street. c While thigking intently of the import* nit case and hie lack of success, he Tame inddenly face to face with a man. "I arrest yon, Cole Winters!" cried be. leizing the latter by the arm with one land, and drawing a revolver with the >ther. It was indeed our hero, but so changed hat to hive recognized him reflected ;reat credit on the officer's sagacity. His clothing was disordered and soiled, lis hair uncombed, his walk unsteady, vhile a curious glittering look was in hi? yes. "Drunk, are yon?" queried the detecive, as he returned the weapon to bis >ocket and produced a pair of handcuffs. "No. I'm not drunk! "Who_ are you?" "An officer of the law. sou are my ruoner!" "What have I done?" "Only a trifle. Last night you robbed , safe in Cain met avenue, after murderng its owner, Paul St. Cyr!" "Merciful heaven!" "That's an old dodge; it never amount-i d to much, and was outlawed long ago." "But I protest " "It won't avail. Hold up your hand!" Hyland released his grip on his prison* >r to adjust the circles of polished steel. Cole Winters saw His opportunity ana ook it. With abound he'left the offier's side and before the latter could un? lerstand what had hnppened. had disapleared from view down a dark and narrow dley. Soon he heard sounds of pursuit, and a loinent later a bullet whistled above his iead. Vaulting lightly over a high board ei.ce, he crossed "a-wide lot, climbed- a rick wall, and, satisfied that he was not bserred, ran into the rear door of a ambled-down three-story structure. His brain was in a whirl, but he real* zed that if he escaped at all it must be >y Hiding in the building, not by trying o leave it at that time. This decision reached, he advanced own the deserted hall. Soon .he saw the outlines of a door, rhich he opened and entered a long oom, once evidently used as a salesroom f some kind, but now Tacant except for iles of rubbish. By t&e time the eyes of the panting uaitive had giown accustomed to the dim ight he was startled by the sound of ootsteps in the hall. Among a pile of barrels stood a large ox, the lid of which was partly open. Inside this Cole quickly ensconce* lmseir, closing ciowu me cu?m, He was cone too quick about it, for allost immediately the door opened and be eard some one entering. The nnhappy yonng man gave himself p as lost, when suddenly a light gleamed hrough the chinks in the rode box, and e heard some one locking the door. "Now to business!" said a voice, -which tie listening prisoner thought familiar. Peering through a crack, Cole Winters aw three men, two of whom he recogized, one as Max Morris and the other s Almon Sears. "Good!" snid the former. "I want to now exactly bow this St. Cyr matter tands before I take another step in it. t'e business that may cnt off our wind, ou know." With a wildly beating keart onr hero trained bis hearing that he might not kiss one word of what promised to be a tartling revelation. [TO BE CONTINUED. J A Prince Visit* a Workhonse. A manifestation of human sympathy vbich is not without its significance and ralue just now was the visit paid the >ther day by the Prince of Wales to the jambeth (London) Workhouse. It was lot the formal and perfunctory affair vhich such visits usually are, and no varnin^ was given of his coming until a ew minutes before his arrival. The haster of the workhouse said to-day ibout the incident: "Almost the first renark he made after stepping out of his >rougham was: Mind, now, no one cnows that I am making this visit,' inimating that it wm no formal visit, with iverjthing beforehand in apple pie orler. He was here over two hours, and aade a complete examination of the vhole establishment. Visiting first the lining rooms, he passed on to the living nnmc Bi/xmincr rnnmis. r.hildren'a rooms. nfirmary and so on. throughout the milding, making all the while the most earching inquiries in reference to the rrungements, regulations, etc. In fact, he questions he put astonished mc. ?hey were questions which only an exlert, as a rule, would think of asking, nd certainly revealed a surprising :nowledge of the details and practical ainutse of the subject. He appeared larticularly interested in the food quesion and spent a considerable time look g into our arrangements in this repect. He was not quite courageous nough to try any of the fare himself, >ut he examined it carefully. On one ioint he expressed an opinion rather deidedly, but I am not sure whether he rould wish me to make it generally mown?namely, in reference to the supily of tobacco. I pointed out the rooms ' '1 *-1 L.J o mui wnerc tne oia men nau sueir moke and told bim what was the cost f the tobacco provided. Mr. Hedley sked him whether be considered this xpenditure justifiable. I think perhaps had better not give you the exact words f his reply. Nothing seemed to please r interest him more than the sight of tie aged inmates enjoying their beer and moke, from which, perhaps, you can raw your own conclusion."?Chicago lerald. Mulberries fur Animals. On my farm, writes Israel W. Putnam* f Washington County, Ohio, a few cres of land, too much broken for culivation, has for sixty years or more been sed as a permanent pasture; on this sveral old mulberry trees are standingbe common black and white varieties; ave planted none of the Russian, ainking our natives much better. The ruit is eaten by our farm animals, proucing flesh and giving tone to their ealth. I have seen my horses, young nd old, eating the fruit for hours at a ime, and they become fat during its eason; they pick up the berries lrom the round with the upper lip, the ground ecoming baic of grass. Sheep, also, are excessively fond of lulberries, run for them early in the lorning after their night's rest; and he hogs take their rounds from tree to ree. We have a few trees not far from he house; our poultry u?e them and brive well, in autumn, at the time the eaves are falliug, the cattle will keep the oulberry leaves eaten clean'while fresh, nd I have thought that the flow of milk 3 thereby increased, as the sap in the eaf is of a milkish color. A corner of he farm to be kept in permanent pas ure may well be planted to several trees if the different varieties of the multerry; care for them a few yeurs, until nit of reach of the cows' horns; they are if quick growth, an ornament to tho grounds, and the timber is as durable as he locust for fence posts, grown in tho pen ground.?New York Tribune. 1 HAWAII'S VOLCANO. A VISIT TO KILAUEA. WITB ITS ETEKNAL LAKE OF PIKE. A Huge Crater 10,000 Feet in Air, Nineteen Miles Aronnd and 3000 Feet Deep ? A Wonderlal Scene. m- n m ITH the Americanrr \ A w *z'nS Hawaii, W sw New York Recorder, the procession of travelers to the great active vol can0 ^'aue8> Jr?? with its eternal lake of fire?HaleWl *'" J i.' " maumua?situated at an elevation of 4000 feet on the slope of Mauna Loa will be increased enormously. Kilauea is situated thirty miles from Hilo on the Island of Hawaii, the largest and richest of the group. When I visited it it was only to be reached on horse or mule back, over the'most difficult and discouraging of trails, for road, or even track, it could not be truthfully called. The road about two mile3 from Hilo THE GIANT CRATE I pluDges into a dense forest, the tangled beauty of which simply baffles description. The forest is a true jangle, which fortunately does not shelter any noxious animal, everything of the sort being absolutely unknown on these islands. The only danger is from the path itself, which is a complete slough, through which horses plunge in a most discouraging fashion. After the woods have been passed, you come to an old lava flow overgrown with a shrub called ki. Here we were saluted by a drizzling rain, which lasted all the rest of the way. We were belated, without a guide, and daiknws fell when we were still miles from our destination. The rain continued without ceasing, it grew very cold, and never was a party of travelers more rejoiced to see the gleam of the lights of the Volcano House through the trees. In a momeot we were warming and drying ourselves before the great fire of logs, in a genuine old-fashioned fireplace and were regaled witb a not supper, i wice mat nigot we were summoned from our beds to see a flow, a slight streak of light darting into the night showing where the turbulent lava had burst the bounds of its lake, and flowed out into the beCl of the :rater. There was a mystery about it which subdued the spirit, but did not* prevent us from sleeping very soundly on Che edge of the crater. In the morning (here was a thick mist, but after breakfast it rolled away, leaving the prospects stainless and bare, and we diicovcred :hat the Volcano House was on the very jdge of the crater?a shining black pit a thousand feet deep, and three miles in diameter, opening, so to speak, at one's rery feet. Under the opposite wall of the crater, three miles away, there was an elevation in the floor of the water, and over the top of it hung a faiut bluish cloud. We gazed at it with intense expectation, for that cloud was hanging over Halemaumau, the lake of unsleeping fires. The descent into the crater began shortly after breakfast, the first few hundred feet through stunted vegetation. which disappeared, however, long before the floor of the crater was reached. The walk across the great folds and coils of shining, glossy lava, all looking as fresh as though cooled but yesterday, is a slow one, accompanied with a con* tinual probing with sticks for cracks and treacherous bubbles. We crossed and climbed the hill in silence, expectancy reaching a tension which was rapidly becoming painful, until we stood breathless on the top of the hill and at the edge of the lake. At first we only felt an intense heat, and saw nothing but a sheet of something of a dull red shading into black, perhaps 300 feet wide and THE BURNING LA 500 leet long, stretching between jagged and irregular crags of lava from forty feet to eighty feet in height. There was no time for a shock of disappointment, for the eye had hardly taken in tvitu a cursory glance the features described, when across the wrinkled surface of the lake there shot a liery gieain. The crust of lava began to heave and tremble, then there darte J ilong the surface another line of light, and then another, until the whole mass, which in a moment of inaction had cooled and crustcd over, began to break up like blocks of ice in a spring flood. Tne huge picces of lava tossed and plunged below the boiling surface, until from bank to bank the lake was one mass of liquor. This was hardly the work of an instant. A wave motion soon developed itself. The lava began playing in the center in dery fountains, and dashed against the banks4n great waves,'' tossing forty feet U into the'air a gory surf. It thundered tl upon the cliff upon which we were stand- w ing, and tossed a fine spray higher tban p: oui head. We could hear its dull leaden tl muttering almost beneath our feet, but could not get near enough to the edge to T look over, nor would we, perhaps, have n dared to do p? had it been possible. n: It is singular how small a place fear ti has in one's sensations when standing on the brink of Halemaumau. Travelers U constantly do the most foolhardy things, ii One stands on banks which have been tf honeycombed by the fires, and which v may topple any moment into the abyss, I without a thought of danger or fear. E The tremendous terror and sublimity of li the spectacle one is witnessing so fill the it soul as to exclude the possibility of a ? personal thought. "This is the common tl ?one may say the universal?experience tl of both sexes alike, and this mood is b< doubtless fortified by the (act that there ai has never been an accident at the vol- tl cano of Kilauea, though there have been o: several narrow escapes. - s< The crater of Kilauea is sacred to Pele w who is the goddess of the volcano and a' one of the sublime creations of Hawaiian tl mythology. In ancient days no Hawaii- tl an dared enter the crater without first b sacrificing to the dreaded goddess of m Malmaumau. In 1825, Kapiolani, a 01 ? ai h< I OF HALEMAUMAU. . C( 81 Hawaiian Princess who had embraced Christianity, insisted on proceeding to Q the volcano and defying the wrath of ir Pele. Her husband and friends tried to ij dissuade her, she was met by an ancient ^ priestess who pronounced destruction on a her head; but the intrepid woman would ^ not yield. She led her little band of eighty a] followers across the crater, many ot them weak and in iear of immediate death. ^ Then on the edge of Halemaumau she r( proclaimed her faith in Jehova, ' and the c) little band-sang a hymn. The plucky V. JU "THE NEEDLES." woman had broken the power of Pele, whose credit declined. Eilauea is 4000 feet above the sea on ^ Mauna Lua's slope. Ten thousand feet tr higher is the terminal crater of Mokau- ?j weoweo, which is only occasionally ac- _ tive, but tne great periodic eruptions which flood the central part of the island with lava come from the summit crater. The flow of 1856 came near destroying the town of Hilo. It pushed down to, the belt of woods above the village, and I >?rrnn tA #?? if a rxrarr fVirnnnfh Thn ril. UbgUU WW vuv AW IT WJ KMVU^M* *MV lagers were in a state of great trepidation and confusion, iu daily anticipation of the destruction of their homes. The / Rev. Mr. Coan, one of the fathers of the I mission, prayed that the lava might stdp, ) and it stopped?greatly to the confusion l\ of the heathen, and to the fortification \ of the faith of all true believers. Unfortunately, the story has an erilogue which spoils it. The flow of 1881 also * ran directly for Hilo, and penetrated through the whole belt of woods. This time it seemed as though the village was really doomed. The la*a ran fifty miles over woods and hills and every obstacle, ~~ and was now within a mile of the villagers' houses. There was nothing fur- W1 ther to check its progress, and for once the prayers of Father Coan and his church proved inefficient. But an ancient Hawaiian Princess of heathenish propensities and enormous proportions was equal to the emergency. She came with incantations and sacrifices, she threw cu pigs?roa9t pig i9 as dear to the Hawaiian as to Charles Lamb?into the molten 1111 KE OF KILAUEA. lava, and the flow ceased! Another famous Hawaiian crator is tho world renowned Haleakala, or the House of the Sun. This is a huge crater in the top of a ?reat dome like mountain 10,000 feet in height, which, with its vast slopes, constitutes much the larger balf of the island of Maui. An earlj ride or drive over good roads take us from J Wailuku, or, if one prefers a few miles ; A of railroad, from Spreckiesville to l& Olinda, a beautiful spot, high upon the 6 slopes of the mountain, where u is gen- i m erally convenient to pas9 the night. Two or three hours' ride brings one to IB the summit, and then there breaks \i upon the vision, without a moment's y warning, a si^ht never to be forgotten > on earth. Your horse toils up to the edge, and lo! you stand on the extreme verge of an immense black chasm, 10,0UU feet in air, nineteeu miles in circumfercnce, and nearly 3000 set deep.1. Figures cannot reproduce ie impression of boundless sublimity hich the first sight of this great dark it produces. You could put, not indeed ie whole of London into it, but it 'ould contain New York or Paris, here is not a blade of grass, nor a tree, or a shrub, nor a single living thing to litigate the horrors of its awful desola* on. A number of cones varying from 300 :et to 700 feet in height, but all looklg like toys from your station, tell the lie of the fierce volcanic activity of 'hich this pit was once the centre, own in the southeast is the great laupo gap, through which floods of iva once made their hurrying exit, and ; is up through this gap that the clouds ome stealing which finally steal away ie views. At first a-mere fleck, a cloud ie size of a man's hand, then a few mattered detachments come floating in, ad finally great dense white masses roll irough the gap like the solid columns f on advancing army, and spread themilves rapidly before the wind until the rhole floor of tbe crater is snatc&ea way; you look behind and you see that le whole island?the green cane fields, ie hamlets clustering on the mountain's ase, the line of flashing surf which larks the coast and the blue stretch of lean?all t^iese, too, have disappeared i if by" magic, and from horizon to arizon etretches one vast floor of fleecy oud, above which you stand alone on >ur pinnacle, like a god. Only in the southeast two blue and tunded domes are softly floating abore ie clouds, but look so tender and reamily unsubstantial that one thinks a reath would dissipate them. They are ie tops of tbe two mountains of the land of Hawaii, 14,000 feet high, and e seen across forty miles of water. A Quaint Easter Custom. On the western slope of the Alps a irious custom prevails. On Easter Day hundred eggs are distributed over a Tel space covered with sand, and a aung man and a woman execute a dance f the country among the eggs. It is the a written law of the locality that if they lcceed in completing the "branie" ithout breaking a single egg, they bejme affianced, with or without the con:nt of parents or guardians. The royal Lady Marguerite, of Austria, ouvernante of Flanders, was sojournig in the charming district of Urease, icg among the western declivities of le Alps. She occupied the ancient istle of Brou, which was now alive ith the festivities proper to the day ad the occasion, for serfs and nobles, )ldiers and priests, headed by the fair [arguerite herself, had made themselves iady to receive, with due pomp and sremony, Philibert, the handsome Duke f Savov, who was in the neighborhood anting chamois, and who had scat a )urier announcing his intention to visit ie castle and pay homage to the beauti- , il Princess of Austria. i It was Easter Monday. All the old | en shot at butts with their cross-bows, 11 prizes; all the young, high and low, , meed with the village maidens on the reen. Tbe hundred eggs were scattered, ! scording to custom, and several couples j id come to grief and retired from the i ughing applause of the bystanders, to ] ean the broken eggs from their shoes, j ben a bugle was heard, and Pailihert 'Savoy, radiant with youth and happi- 1 ;ss, appeared on the scene. Bending \ s kne6 before tbe noble' chatelaine he | sought her hospitality. ; As the merry-making grew more enlusiastic, he proposed to his hostess to i ead a measure with him in the j branle," the dance of the eggs. , S A I THE EGG DANCE. "How beaatiful," says the oldFreach riter, "they looked as they stepped rward, hand in hand! 'Savoy and jstrial' shouted the crowd. "The dance was finished, not an egg is broken, and the blushing Marguerite .owed her hand to remain within that Philibert as he said, 'Let us adopt the stom of Bresse.'" Thus were they affianced, and their irriorre font nlrtf-p. HOOn after. " " o" r? Oliver Cromwell's Skull. Some interesting details have just 1 me to light respecting the skull of j iver Cromwell. For several years ( is relic of the protector was in the ssession of Dr. Wilkinson, a mcdical j in living at Sandgate, Kent, who was j >nt to exhibit it with pride to his connporaries. Dr. Wilkinson died in j 32,and the relic passed into tho hands j hia son, and subsequently to one of < 3 grandsons. Mr. H. Wilkinson, of J venoake, who still retains it, and at lose house it may be seen at the prest time.?New Orleans Picayune: ( in Enst;r Reminder. > < TEMPERANCE. ~ my position. I am a little temperance man, Cold water onlv drinking: And sow I'm going to tell you what I have oI late been thinking. I'm totally opposed to beer, 1 hate both wine and brandy. And shun the danger lurking in All kinds of wine?filiod candy. I am opposed to all saloons; ' , I look with detestation On every one, no matter whereThey curse the entire Nation. - ,'s/'V If alcohol will make me strong, I'd like at onoe to know it: Both time and platform I'll divids m With any who can show it. I think it's best to totally Abstain from gin and whisky:' , To drink at all of such vile stuff Is dangerous and risky. I think if we are only firm In this our one endeavor. We'll live to see the drunkard's drink Cast out, and that forever. The harvest soon we hope to reap, And in its fall fruition, "We'll raise in thanks our voices high For total prohibition. EFFECTS OF DRINK ON INDUSTRIES. The indastrial progrees oC many European Nations is materially retards 1 by the drinking habits of wage earners. In England,' Scotland and Ireland' alone Profewor Xeone Livi has estimated that the wag* earning:* classes are spending 1425,003,000 a year In intoxicating drink. A Belgium manufacturer calculates than in lea than two- days each work meir spent more than half of his salary for liquor RHEUMATISM, BJCKR A51D FLkKSXU ;<! ] % Some English physicians have been ooo- ' ^ ducting a series of experiments on a oage full of monkeys to determine the effects of beer and red flannel on rheumatism. Thar clothed some of the monkeys in flannels, and left the others naked, then they gave bfeir to some of the clothed monkeys and some of the naked one*, and noted the effects. They then put the flannels on the monkeys that developed rheumatism, as all the naked ones did that had beer, and reversed tb? processes. As the result of their experiments they declare that beer ha* a decided effect in disposing the system to centraet rheumatism, ana that red flannel has a marked tendency to cure it, or prevent its development. The fact that red flannel is a preventive of rheumatism has lonar been inown, bat nobody could ever tell tHe raftson why.?i*icayune. M8TR0YIKG TAB MOTD. If any man gave you two beautlfal jewels, a diamond fall of Hght, tarn it every way you will see it in its lull light, and a beautiful ruby of blood red, you would m keep those two jewels with all the care and watchfulness in your power. What is yonr intellect and your lnteillgencj compared to that diamond full of light? The reason which (Sod has given you is brighter, mora beautiful, more full of light and more pre* cious than any diamond that was aver found in the eartb. What* do they do who intoxicate themselves with drink? They darken and destroy that diamond. A diamond may be turned into a coal, and they who indulge in intoxicating arink bring their reason, their intellect and thair brain into darknesB. What a wreck and ruin k this!?Sacred Heart Review. "CUKS*8, CORRUPTS AJTD KILLS." The saloon does not give its patrons any equivalent for the money it receives. It takes the har/d earnings of the day laborers and rives that which curses and corrupts and kills. Its business is fraud and rob-' bery with an element of murder in it, Thai liquor traffic is a system of counterfeitu^? /' giving poison for food. Every seller o^ strong drink obtains money under false pre> cences, gets something for worse than nothing. The State ought to nrohibit this crim* inal traffic for the same reason that it prohibits fraud and murder. It is not a valid argument against such prohibitory laws to. say that men will evade them, that "prohibition will not prohibit," Gamblers ana coun-i cerfeiters and murderers evade the law.' "fhou shalt not kill" is a prohibition that has never perfectly prohibited. Therefore, according to the saloon logic, the Tea Commandments ought to be abolished.?Cum* berl and'Pfeebyterian. UlSCUSSI.tB DRC5CEKNKSS AS A DISCA8?. . The members of the Twilight Club met at the St. Denis Hotel in New York recently for their 316th semi-monthly dinner and debats on some subject of the times. The theme for discussion was uTbe Drinking pabit." Dr. T. D. Prouthers, physioian of the Home for Inebriates at Hartford, was the principal speaker. He held that drankenness was a'disease,]and that this was proved by its gradual growth in individuals. As a disease, it must bo treated by scientific means to effect any cure, and the most important thing to be ascertained in treating the drink habit was to find the causes which first in meed a man to drink to excesr, and then by removing these a cure might be accomplished. Clark Bell advocated a law which shonld, put drunkards on the same lege! basis as thej insane, and provide for their confinement! with a view to curing them. A. Willis Lightbourne, speaking from a newspaper man's point of view, said that drunkenness was often caused by overwork,, the effort to accomplish almost impossible, tasks in a short time, and by anxiety. Let j these causes be removed and a cure was pos-! sible. The other speakers all agreed that drunkenness was a disease. CHOOSE, A temperance society is not so much a reformatory for drunkards as it is an army of sober, right-living, liberty-loving men who are doing battle against tko onemies of the State and the destroyer of the home. The battle is now between sober living and drunkenness; between the saloon and the homo; between the church and the liquor traffic. In which army will you cast your lot? The . camps are forming; over one floats the white banner of temperance?in it reigns peace and joy?its soldiere are meu of clean moral lives. It has in its keeping the safety of the Nation; it is tbe defender of good govern, ment; it is the saviour of your homes; it la the salvation of your wives and children; it is the defender of the fair fame of Holy Church. Over tbe other floats the blaclc banner of riot and ruin. Alcohol is ldng there; the saloon-keepers are his servants: poor drunkards are hts victims. Within it aro blasted families, broken-hearted mothers, diseased children, rained home?. In which camp wilt you cast your lot? With which army will you identify your fortunes? For which cause will you say tbe private word and do tbe public deed? Who that deiires well of bis race or country can hesitate? But remember, co-opera:icn, active ami public, is the need of the jour?lending our lives to tae cause whose )bject is the suppression of intemperance, .he establishment of sobriety, the preserveion of home.?Sacred Heart RoVieW. TKUrZRAACE NEWS ACT NOTES. Neal Dow says that thera are 2030 habitual, Irunkards iu Maine. it is snid that Mr. Cleveland bas prelentod sobriety as a test for fitness for jflice. Ten thousand women annually committed to prison for druukenness in Groat Britain is not a pleasant state of alfairs in a Caristian civilized Nation. Mr. Gladstone recently state J that not >nly locil option but Sunday closing of saloons is now recsivin? consideration by! Her Majesty's Government. "All moral qualities dwarfed by drinking) arliisky." That was thoreport of a phrenolo;ist who examined tho negro recently ortured to death in i\iris, Tex. Count Leo Tolstoi, who spent his time and' oi tune n year ago in alleviating tho sufferngs of the starving Russians, now asserts :bac drunkenness was one of the great causes )1 the famine. After a mouth's campaign of intense ex:itement the Woman's Christian Temperinco Union and Prohibitionists of Colum ius, Miss., closed Clio saiooiis uy petition oj. i majority of the citizons. This leaves the :ounty "dry." It is no longer legal to drink liquor in the >tnte of Indiana behind the screens of a aioon, for under a decision jnst rendered at xreeDCdetlo screens In such resorts are da* Mired to be a device of the devil and raustj >e abolished. Of course some no vie is will; >e deterred from drinking because of this; >ro vision.