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YOL. III.?NO. 2. BEAUFORT, S. C., NOVEMBER 29, 1876. $1.50 PER ANNUM. *
1 Clam Soup.
First catch your clams?along the ebbing
edges
Of saline cores yon'll find the precioos wedges
> With backs up lurking in the sandy bottom ;
Pull In your Iron rake, and lo * you've got 'em.
Tako thirty large ones, put a basin under,
And oleave with knife their stony Jaws asunder;
? Add water (three quarts) to the native liquor,
Bring to a boil (and, by the way. the qn'oker
It boils the better, if you'd do it cutely).
Now add the clams, chopped up and minced
minutely,
Allow a longer boil of just three minutes,
nd. while it bubbles quiokly stir within its
Tumultuous depths, where still the moliusks
mutter,
Four tablespoons of flour and four of butter,
A pint of milk, some pepper to your notion,
And clams need salting, although bora of
ocean.
Remove from fire (if much boiled they will
suffer?
You'll find that India rubber isn't tougher) ;
After 'tis off add three fresh eggs, well beaten.
Stir once more, and it's ready to be eaten.
Fruit of the wave ! Oh, dainty and delicious !
Food for the gods ! Ambrosia for Apioius!
Worthy to thrill the soul of sea-born Venus,
Or titillate the palate of Silenus!
THE WHITE LADY.
The Story of a Picture.
There was on exhibition in the Art
gallery of the Centennial the portrait of
a woman who lived in the latter part of
the eighteenth oentury, and the artist
had made an attempt to commemorate an
aotnal incident in her life.
The facts of that life have been gathe*ed
by the arduous antiquary, William
Beck worth Forse, and it is upon the
"basis of his strange but intensely interesting
narrative that Mr. Pettie made
his picture.
From this narrative we learn that Sir
William Richardson lived in Hereford
ouuo v>u nu nucninu fHww oi several
hundred acres, which rau to the base of
the Malvern hill-, and were partly overlooked
by the roma;uH of an old Roman
t f irtross, still to l?o sceu, and which is
kuowu as the " Herefordshire Beacon."
Sir William lost his wife while visiting
the Marquesas islands in 1794, where he
had been sent as a government commissioner.
The lady had but just arrived
and was being br >aght ashoie when the
boats containing her party were attacked
by a large bo.ly of naked savages who
were in the water, and who at the time
had successfully di-armed suspicion of
their intentions by pretending to exhibit
their skill as swimmers.
Lady Richardson, who was pregnant
at the time, was saved from violenoo, and
the savages were repulsed, but the fright
proved too great, and, after giving birth
to a female child, she died.
Heartbroken, Sir William returned to
England a few months later with his
ohild, and, retiring from pnblio servioe,
settled upon his oetate in Herefordshire,
where his daughter grew up. At the age
of eighteen Bhe was beautiful onough to
attraot the attention of all the neighboring
gentry. The reader who has seen
the picture need not be assured of this.
But with all her loveliness she possessed
certain traits of character which
neither education nor association oould
eradicate or modify. Accomplished and
refined, she still evinoed a curious love
of freedom and a strange passion for the
water.
No one in the oounty oonld ascend the
Malvern hills as she, and often her
lather and his companions found her
when still a mere eh:Id, worn ont with
fatigue, in the almost inaccessible ruins
< of the " Beacon."
At the aore oi twenty formal suit was
made to her by a young Lieutenant
Craddock Hampden, the son of one of
the wealthiest gentlemen in St. Albans.
The match was a prosperous one, and
without impediment; the young people
were passionately attached to* each
other, and the parents favored the allianoe.
Archibald Hampden spent much
of his time at Sir William Richardson's
house. He appears to have been a
rather austere Puritan, and no doubt
connected with the Hampden stock of
Warwickshire, for he figured extensively
in what were known as the " hop
troubles" of that year, taking sides
vigorously against the oommon people
of the oounty, and himself leading a
troop of gentry against a riotous gathering
of the hop pickers. Although these
- . troubles were speedily repressed, a
great deal of anuoyanoe was inflicted
upon the lead owners for a long time
niter in roveuge, and no one suffered
more then the Hampdens. At this
time arose the first stories of the "White
Woman of Watford." They were regarded
as are the.su perstitiaua legends
of the common people generally, and no
special significance attached to them nntu
Sir William's barn was one night
burned, and several of the hop pickers
insisted that it was set on fire by the
" White Woman of Watford," and then
it was insisted upon by the elder Hampden
that this was a convenient myth
upon which these people foisted their
own mischief. Others, however, with a
love of mystery, made patient inquiries
long after concerning the white woman,
and the results may be found in Sheldrake's
" Ijegends of St. Albans."
Here we come across the ghoetly tradition
of a beautiful spirit that walked
the banks of the Wye at night. She
was seen by belated travelers returning
through the wood that bordered the
Richardson domain, but she always
vanished into thin air on being dis1
covered.
One summer night the eider Hampden,
while sitting in his library with his
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sod, who had just ridden oyer from Sir g
William's, where he had spent the eye- e
ning with his intended hride, was in- fi
formed by his keeper that he had seen I
the "White Woman of Watford " and *
that two of the ricks were bnrning. d
With his usual promptitude the old man t
monnted his horse, and, accompanied j
by bis son and the keeper, all armed, t
set out to pnnish the ontlaws. They I
were re-enforced by Sir William on the 1
way. There was a foil moon, but it was
obscured at interyal*with clouds. They *
pursued the course of the Wye, which li
is thickly wooded where it passes the t
Hampden and Richardson parks. On a
reaching the yalley at the foot of the I
hills the keeper, while in a lonesome t
p aoe, swore that he saw the white f
woman and warned them to go ro fur- I
ther. The irascible old trooper rated f
him soundly for being a superstitious s
nnlfvnnn Knf nn fKyeofo Artnl<l ?
him to continue the hunt. His words, n
as preserved by tradition, were: e
"You're flghtin' agin Heaven, and (
the blood will be on yourselves!" t
This warning only served to still fur- t
ther incense Hampden, who believed a
neither in wraiths nor fairies, and he
swore to put a bullet into the white b
woman that would test her spiritual na- i
ture if he came across her. They had r
not proceeded far when they heard the i
sonud of distant singing. Dismount- i
ing, th6y crept through the copse to the i
stream, and then picked their way as p
noiselessly as possible along its margin, t
All at onoe one of the party uttered an a
exclamation and pointed through the e
trees: t
"We are bewitched," he said; "look s
Jrou I" The moon poured its silvery I
ight through the vista, and they say, t
or ihonght they saw, the figure of a c
woman intermingling with the light as 8
thongh it had been born of it. Old o
Hampden was not the man to suffer this f
coil?be lifted his gun and fired. The
apparition vanished, nor could they dis- s
oov. r any trices of it. Satisfied that it f
was in part an illusion, they set out to creturn.
They had not proceeded far, I
before the figure reappeared. This
time it was at a greater distance, and 1,
wis leaning apparently against a tree, t
Tlx v t tood a moment dozed with its q
lustrous beauty ; one only of the party o
was unable to perceive anything, and o
he boldly denied its existence, and when t
the others described its position and i
wb' reabouts he suddenly and defiantly p
discharged his heavy weapon at it. As si
he did so the moon disappeared, and
they were in darkness. They were,
however, re enforced almost immediately
l y a nnmber of the peasantry nt
| viai;vr;u ?>j vuo uwino-ui bUCH ^UUn, All _
the gentlemen were now in favor of 11
abandoning what they believed a wild ?
goose cbaae. Not so the Humpden ; he c
alone insisted npon clearing up what he ?
declared had been too long a mystery
| and a nnisanoo to the oonnty. Form- A
the men into two parties, which were to ?
oonverge from opposite sides of the 11
stream' a half mile lower down, a
tboy set out once more. Another inoi- ?
dent, however, modified the leader's ^
plun and added to the disinclination of ?
the men to go on. When they returned a
to their horses it was found that the ani- *
mal which had been ridden by the elder r
Hampden had broken loose and disap- *
peared, in con equence of which the k
gentleman was forced to continue the ?
hunt on foot, which he did at the head 1
of the villagers. v
About half a mile down the stream *
was a ford; the place was known as *
" Ht. Allan's Well." Young Hampden, ,
who had preceded his party some die- ?
tanoe, reached the well alone, just as the ^
moon emerged from the clouds and lit j.
up the 6oene brilliantly. No sooner had a
his horse crossed the little river and ap- c
proaohcd the blasted oak that overhangs j.
the well than he was struck dumb with ?
amazement and horror, for lying there e
as if dead, with the blood oozing from ?
her white breast and her long hair j
wound about her as if to shield her,
was the daughter of Sir William and ?
the woman he was to make his w>fe.
For a moment he believed himself to be j
the victim of some cruel incantation. .
but the voicea of the approaching vil- ,,
lagers warned him. In a few momenta |i,
they would be upon him. With the "
alacrity and courage of a true gallant,
hia instinct was at onoe to save her from k
exposure and danger. He lifted her
upon his horse, stripped himself of what
clothing wonld answer the purpose, and R
thus draped and guarded he led his l
precious but nnoonscious burden noiseIesHly
away from the pursuers.
Twice the pursuing party came so
near them that it was only by the most
adroit maneuvering that he escaped. .
He heard them shouting his name E
through the woods, but he passed on |
and succeeded in getting his charge *
safely home and in preserving the secret ?
from the world.
Shortly afterward they were married E
and the stories of the "white lady" D
grew, and spreading, attracted the at- *
tentton of the ohroniolers.
This in substance is Forse's nam- ?
tive. And it has pleased the world to
accept it as a pretty story of somnambuHsm.
fi
Pettie adopted the current legend, [
and reproduced from an old miniature j
the portrait of the Lady Hampden. For f
the purposes of art and poetry the story E
migni properly enough De mk where ^
these workeis have brought it But
there ii another and a curious physiological
side to it
Tjady Hampden died in 1838, and it r
appears that one c! bar daughters in- i
herited hear peculiarities. c
There is in the Warwick Register i
of a succeeding year a onrions aooonnt a
of an accident which befell a lady living c
npon the borders of Warwickshire. Her a
node body was fonnd in a neighboring 1
rove one morning, and the post-mortem
xamination decided that she died of
right. This was the daughter of Lady
lampden. In preparing the papers
rtiich were subsequently published unler
the title of " The Night Side of Naare,"
Mrs. Crowe, for some reason, reacted
one wnich, in attempting to
hrow a new light upon "The White
jftdy of Watford," brought to the suraco
a number of extraordinary facts.
This paper, prepared by a physician
rho has since become eminent in peycongic
scienoe, was afterward read before
bo British Pneumatological Society,
nd is at present a part of their archives,
t purports to show that the origin of
he stories of the " White Lady of Watord"
and the oause of the death of
jady Hampden's daughter are to be
ound, not in an apparition, nor yet in
omnambulism, but in what he calls
utimania, and he proceeds to give a
lumber of cases similar to that already
inrrated, in which an irresistible desire <
amnnnfinor nftpn ta rlia/moxxt fn frrua fVia
>ody from its conventional covering,
ias given riae to the most ridiculous
nd unwarranted stories.
He also declares that while this mania
Las ofteneet manifested itself in women,
b is not neoessarily associated with imHodeety
or indiscretion. It is an organic
mpnlse which is in some way oonnected
rith the health of the individual, and
oay be transmitted through a whole
feneration. He says that several mem>ers
of the Hampden family were well
ware of Lady Hampden's nocturnal
ixoursions and that they did not attempt
o interfere with them, but merely toqfc
noli precautions as prevented her exK)sure.
This reads curiously onough,
>ut when the doctor declares that she
onld not have lived if she had not been
allowed to take this bath of freedom,
tur astonishment is softened into pity
or the eccentrio invalid.
How far the misadventure with the
avsges in the Marquesas may have inLuenced
the progeny of the Hampden
en safely bo left to Dr. Oliver Wendell
lolmes to determine in fiction.
Those who are interested in an entirey
new field of psychologic inquiry?who
invo often experienced in sleep the ex[ui-ute
delight of wandering disrobed,
ir iu waking hours have, at the seaside
?r elsewhere, been lifted into new condiions
of existence as the elements oome
q contact with the body, will find in the
apor just alluded to a curious mass of
nggeation.? World.
An Exciting Ride.
The ride from San Antonio, Texas, to
11 Paso is one of the most stirring bits
f travel to be had in America. The
ouveyance is a four-horse stage ; coachh
are ohanged three times; and beyond
loncho, which is 216 miles north of San
Lntonio. Bronco mules are under har
oss. The mnle is a fiery, untamable
ittle animal, possessed of all the spirit
nd speed of a racehorse, and all the long
offering and patience of a Spanish jao^.
l correspondent of the St. LoniH Republican
gives this acconnt of " Lize "
nd "Murphy"?a dun and a sorrel?
hat have done splendid service on this
oad: Until the four-horse ooaches
per? put on, their tasV was to draw a
nick-board twice a week a distance of
ixty five miles. The journey was made
n a single night, without water and
rithout food or rest, except an hour at
aidnight at Van Horn's well. When I
?turned from Mexico totheStates these
vo little mules pulled mysolf, another
tassenger, some three hundred pounds
>f mail and baggage, and the driver the
listance named. The driver cheered
he solitude of the night with many
necdotes of their performances, and at
mr request, and aided by us, frequently
t ried to stop them between the staions.
Onr attempts to do^o were inffectual,
for the more we wonld pull the
lister they would go. Some two weeks
iter Gen. Cabell was the only passener.
and tbi propensity of " Laze " and
1 Murphy " to ran was so great ho oonidured
his life in serious danger. He
rewhis si ^shooter and kept it cocked,
etermined to shoot one of them through
lie head if they ever left the road. But
saving the road is something the mules
ever do. They are trained to keep the
oad, and to stop only at stations. They
now an Indian by the smell, and the
rackling of a stick by the roadside
lakes them dart. In case the driver
hould be shot from the box they wonld
eep on to the station all the seme.
American Heats In Europe.
Prof. Bonchardat, one of the memwrs
of the Paris oonneil of hygiene and
alubrity, has recently directed publio
Mention to some of the foreign preerved
meats imported into Franoe as
wing unfit for human food, and in
a any cases positively dangerous. He
aentions especially a kind of ham im>orted
from Cincinnati, which is usually
nveloped in a cloth saturated with a
ellow substance, which, on examinaion,
proved to be ohromate of lead?a
leadly poison. Prof. Bouohardat suggests
that if the American purveyors
>refer to have a yellow envelope around
he alimentary substanoes they export,
he ohromate of lead may be disoarded
or come other yellow substanoe?turoeric,
for instance, which is known to
>e entirely harmless,
Oamfaish cokpiinckmts.?"I would
ather vote lor the devil than for yon,"
raa what an American sovereign told a
andidate just before the election. ''Bat
n ease yoar friend aboard not oome fornurd,"
said the nnabaaned aspirant for
rfBoe, " might I then oonnt npon yonr
ssintanoe ? The glass glanoed from off
lis ohoek and he passed out.
HIackbeard, the Pirate.
The career of B lack bee rd throws
curious light upon the manner in whic
the colonies of his Britannio majesty
King George II., were governed. BLi
friend, the governor of North Oarolim
m:?de no scruple of convening a ooui
of vioe admiralty at Bath Town, whic
condemned his captures as lawful prize*
although he had never held a oommii
sion in his life.
Blackboard was a typical pirate, poi
sensed with a mania for getting marriec
His friend, the governor, after the mat
ner of the plantations, married him t
his fourteenth wife, a young creature c
sixteen, whom he treated scandalously
It is not on reoord that Blackboard, lik
Bluebeard, slew his wives. On tho coi
trary, he had, at the period referred t<
about a dozen living in various plaoei
Obviously, he was a man of domesti
instincts, modified by a roving life, an
liked to have somebody to welcome hii
"homo wherever he was. His eognome
of (Blaokbeard was derived from th
large quantity of hair which, like
frightful meteor, covered his who!
face. In boarding, the pistol was th
favorite weapon of the rovers, who a
ways wore two or three braoe in a sil
sling, hung rather round the neck tha
over the shoulders. Armed thus, th
freebooter was nearly as well off as :
he had possessed a revolver. He ha
only to oook and fire, drop one pish
and seize another ready to his nanc
without the risk of losing his weapom
This relianoe on the pistol was, doub
les*, one reason of the suooess of th
rovers in olose fighting. To add tern
to his appearanoe, Blackboard "stuc
lighted matches under his hat, whiol
appearing on each side of his faoe, h
eyes naturally looking fierce and wil<
made him altogether such a figure thi
imagination cannot form an idea of
fury from hell to look more frightful.
He was a frolicsome fellow, this Ca]
tain Teach, in his grim way. One da?
being at sea and a little flushed wii
drink, ho determined to make an ii
feruo "of his own," and to that es
went down into the hold with two <
thiee others, end, having filled sever
pots full of brimstone, set them on fii
and was very proud of having held 01
the longest against suffocation. A]
other evening, being in a pleasant moc
drinking and playing oards with a fe
choice kindred spirits, he blew out tl
light, and, crossing his hands under tl
table, fired his pistols, laming ono mo
for life, and when asked the meaning <
this, said, "if he did not now and the
kill one of them they would forget wl
he was."
One eerie story of Blaokbeard and h
crow runs thus : " Once upon a cruii
they found ont that thev had a man c
board more than tHteir crew; saoh a 01
was seen several days among thee
sometimes below and sometimes c
deck, yet no man on the ship could gii
en acoonnt who he was or from when<
he came, bnt that he disappeared a li
tie before they were cast away in the
great ship; bnt it seems they verily b
lieved it was the devil."
Like many other great men, Blac
beard did not improve npon aoqoain
aoce, and his fftiends, the planters, i
last got tired of his sooiety. Redrei
from the governor of North Carolii
was hopeless, and the governor of Vi
ginia was applied to. This gentlemt
at onue sent Lieutenant Maynard, wii
a oonple of sloops, to capture the p
rate. A desperate fight ensued. Aft
some hoavy firing, Blackboard, afh
hurling on to the enemy several " ne
fashioned sort of grenades"?casabottli
filled with powder and slugs?boardc
him, but this time met his match, ax
fell dead, after reoeiving twenty-fln
wounds, fighting like fury to the las
His head was cut off and hung to tt
bowsprit of the victorious sloop.
iur.in>
wav* V ?UV IJKVilVUl
Danbar's wife listened to a Ion
political disc fission while riding do\n
town in Detroit, and at dinner she r
marked to her husband:
"Well, eight or nino days more wi
decide the election."
"In a measure," was his guardc
reply.
"I'm awfol glad," she continue*
" Yon oommenoed going ont nigh
about the first of Maroh, and you'i
kept it up ever since. I'll be one hapf
woman about the eighth of Novembe
We'll have cheerful fires, games, oon
fort and "?
" Charlotte," solemnly interrupt
the husband, " can't you understar
this thing ? The election will occur o
the seventh prox., of oourse. Aft*
that date I must help count up the r
turns, verify them, put our clubs j
training for the next oampaign, examii
the lies of the opposition, and so fortl
and it may be next April before I g<
through. You must have patienoe, f<
everything is working all right."
What oould she do but burst ini
tears ??Free Press.
Mosey Ho Objeet to Him.
I "Winter is drawing nigh," mused
(Thicacn nh**n wVlilA inmnina v.
garments one keen edged morning.
." Yen, winter is drawing nigh," he r
peated, as he gazed ont npon the frosl
sidewalk, "and I most immediate
lay in snpplies for the oold weatherorder
np ooal, provisions, new furnito
for the noose, new upholstery, new en
tains, a new sleighing rig, a new salt i
clothes for myself, new dresses and fn
for my wife, fresh set of diamon<
1 apieoe, eto.
Then he looked into his pooketboc
and disoovered that he had jost $2 I
his name in the world.
Bnt ho sent ont vhe orders jost tl
! sarre.
A TEMPERANCE MESSAGE.
a
]j A littler from John K. (Jonah to the Young
, People of the C'onatry.
[i
is My Dkar Young Friknds : I have
>i been requested to send a message to the
rt Sabbath-schools in behalf of the total abb
stinenoe cause. I wish I could write to
?, yon all that is in my heart on this great
i- question, but my time and ability are
limited, and my message must be short.
J* We are sometimes told that total abI,
stinenoe is not temperance. What is
i- temperance ? Lot me give you a short
o reply. Temperance is a lawful gratifioa>f
tion of a natural appetite. Is the apper.
tite for intoxicating liquors a natural
e appetite f No. Therefore temperance
is total abstinence from intoxicating
>, liquors as a beverage.
3. This principle is a sensible prinoiple.
io When you are as old as I am, you will
d regret many things you have learned in
n the past ; but you will never regret that
n you did not learn to use intoxicating
ie liquors. I have never met a person, nor
a do I believe that you can find a person
le in the world, who would say: "I am
ie fifty years of age, and I never drank a
I- glass of liquor in my life, and I regret
k that I did not learn to drink it when I
n was young." No. When you meet one
lA VTTV?r\ Vioa UAWAV dvanlr 4-^*11 o ?*AM* II T
VTUV uuu UUIUl uiauat UO WOiiO JUU. X
if am glad of it," or " I am proud of it"
d A man once called on me, and said:
>1 "Mr. Gongh, I want to tell you some
1, thing. I am not a reformer. I care
s. little for reforms, or missions, or Snnt
day-schools. They aro all very well in
ie their way, bnt they are not in my line.
>r I have been an actor since I was
ik eighteen, and I am now forty-throe, and
i, I never drank a glass of ale, wine, or
is spirits in my life. What do you think
1, of that ? I am prond of it ?"
it Dear ohildren, yon would be shocked
a if yon oonld read some of the letters
" that lie in my desk, that have been
p- written to me by persons in all grades of
U sooiety?young men, old men, lawyers,
h physicians, ministers of the gospel,
a- teachers, mechanics, clerks, and some
d ladies?who have acquired the appetite
>r for strong drink. One says : " Dives in
al hell never longed for a drop of water as,
re with all the power there is in me, I long
it for a drink. Another says : "Is there
a- any hope lor me on this side of the
d grave ? Another says : " God knows
w how near I have been to self destruction
?e throngh drink," and so on.
ie One poor man, actually holding my
n feet, cried out: " Oh, Mr. Gongh ! help
jf me out of this hell. Drink is my cnrse."
n Yes; dear children, the cry comes from
to the inmates of lunatio asylnms: " Drink
is my curse;" from tlio State prisons,
is " Drink is my corse;" innocent victims
?e ?wives, mothers, children?"Drink is
in my curse;" from the burning lips of
ie the dying drunkard oomes the despaira,
ing cry: " Drink is my curse." There
>n aro broken hearts, blighted hopes,
'e blaokened characters, crashed intellects,
so and lost souls as the resnlt of strong
it- drink, and not a single individual but
ir rejoices in his escape from it.
e- Is not the total abstinence principle
aa?.u;k1A 0 <1 T>~& -11 ?X- a.
uuiimuiO T UUb CV11 W11U UI1UIL UU IIUL
k- become drunkards." I know that; bat
t- if fifty young meu begin to drink, some
at will assuredly bo ruined by it. Then,
ss there is a risk. Now we all desire safety
ia and security. Suppose you desired to
r- travel from New York to Chicago, and
m there were two lines of road?one on
!h which there were accidents constantly
>i- occurring; on every train some disaster,
sr passengers killed and wounded; in short,
Br a very risky road; and on the other,
w never sines its opening had there been
bs the slightest accident. Which road
>d would you take t If you are sensible,
id and regard your own welfare, you would
re take the safe one. Suppose some one
t. should tempt you to take the risky road,
ie by telling yon how much more beautiful
the cars were and what a jolly company
you would find on board the train.
You would say: " I care not so muoh
for gaudy cars and jolly company as for
'8 my safety. I want to be safe." Now,
^ it is your safety we seek, when we urge
e* yon to abstain entirely from strong
drink. There is no certainty that you
111 will become victims if you begin to indulge,
but there ia a risk.
borne say : "I can govern myself ; I
have a mind of my own." What would
yon think of a captain of a steam vessel
tfl who would put on a fall head of steam,
re and then knock down the man at the
^ wheel? Or of the oonduotor on a railr*
road, who would let on the steam and
a" then disable the engineer ? You would
say he was a reckless man. The steamer
? or th? AnffinA miahf. aot thronah vithnnt.
accident, bat it might go crashing to de>n
etruotion. So when a person, uaing that
91 which weakens the power of his will, de?*
pends on his weakened will to serve him
111 ?using that which warps his judgment,
J? and then depends on his warped judg3?
ment to guide him?using that which
et affects his self-oontrol, and then trust his
51 derang d self-control to keep him from
, danger?he is reokless. Simply because
some men drink and do not become
drunkards, can you t I once saw a man
stand on a small platform outside the
spire of a ohnroh, and look down on the
a pavement one hundred and fifty feet beis
low. Because he did it, oan you f Think
of these things before yon run the risk
e- and remember what the risk is.
ty Onr principle is lawful. We have been
lj told it is oontrary to the Scriptures.
? One gentleman said to me : " If you can
rs And a command in the Bible, 'Thou shalt
r- abstain from intoxicating liouors as a
of beverage,' I will abstain ; but not till
rs then." Dear children, we want you to
Is love the Bible, to obey the preoopts of
the Bible ; but in view of the evils of in>k
temperanoe, and in view of its cause, we
to ask of the Bible only a permission to let
liquor alone. We lay our hand on this
le blessed book and ask : May we abstain f
You do not searoh the Bible for a oom
mand: Thou shalt abstain from gambling;
from dog fighting ; from horse racing ;
just in proportion to your love for
the Bible will you abstain from these
things, because "they are detrimental to
the best interests of society aooording to
Bible principles. Therefore, since intemperanoe
is caused by the use of intoxicating
drink ; since in proportion to
the use of such jlrink drunkenness increases
or diminishes ; and since the
most that oan be said for thin drink is
that it is a needless luxury, and that the
world would be better and purer without it
?therefore, you say, I will abstain, and
give the weight of my influence, as long
as I live, on the side of abstinence,
sobriety and purity. This is in accordance
with the teachings of the Bible.
How many of us, who are growing
old, wish we could be boys again!
Why ? Because we see so many things
to regret, so many wrong turns we have
taken. To be a boy, with life before
yon, with the clean page on which to
write your record, with opportunities
coming that you can improve?what a
position, what a privilege ! To be an
old man, with a record all stained and
blotted, knowing that no mortal hand
oan clean the page; with opportunities
unimproved, and lost never to return?
this is dreadful!
A wicked man, who had been a stage
driver, was, during the last few days of
his life, very uneasy, an 1 on his deathbed
he oonstantlv moved his feet, and
looked distressed. When asked by his
wife : " Harry, what is the matter?" he
said : "Oh, I'm on an awful down
grade, and I can't find the brake." Dear
vonng friends, your feet are on the
brake. Keep tbem there. Ton have,
under Qod, the future in your power;
your destiny in yotr own oontrol. Remember
there is no one evil in the world
before which so many fall, as the evil of
intemperanoe.
I most earnestly desire that the youth
of our oountry, especially our Sabbathscbool
scholars, shall give all their influence
against this great evil. May
God help you to avoid the perils in
life's journey, and the traps that are set
for your feet, so that from your place of
safety you may reach out your hand to
help tho tempted who are struggling in
their chains, and may by self-denial be
enabled to "fulfill the law of Christ,"
by helping some poor burdened soma
into the higher life of purity and freedom.
A Mother's Words,
A mother on the green hills of Vermont
was holding by the right band a
eon sixteen years old, mad with love of
the sea. And as ho stood by the garden
gate one morning she said :
" Edward, they tell me?for I never
saw the ocean?the great temptation of
a seaman's-life is drink. Promise me,
before you quit mother's hand, that you
will never drink."
"And," said he (for he told me the
story), * I gave the promise, and I went
the globe over, Oaloutta and the Mediterranean,
Ban Francisco and Capo of
Good Hope, the north pole and the
sonlh. I saw them all in forty years,
and I never saw a glass filled with sparkling
liquor that my mother's form by
the gate did not spring up before me,
and to-day I am innocent of the taste of
liquor."
Was not that sweet evidence of the
power of a single word T Yet that is not
half.
" For yesterday came into my counting-room
a man of forty years."
JVU AUUW U1UV
" No/'
" Well,"Baidhe, "Iwas onoebronghfc
drunk into your presence on shipboard;
you were a passenger ; they kicked me
aside; yon took me to yonr berth and
kept me there till I had slept off the intoxication
; then asked me if J had a
mother. I said I had never known a
word from her lips. You told me of
yours at the garden gate, and to-day I
am master of one of the packets in New
York, and I came to ask yon to come
and see me."
Plow far that little candle throws its
beams t That mother's words in the
green hills of Vermont I Oh ! God be
thanked for the mighty power of a
single word 1
Election Jokes.
A noted practical joker got into a political
discussion with a crowd of Democrats,
and offered to bet $100 that he
could name a city in the United States
of 10,000 inhabitants in whioh not a
singlo legal vote wonld bo oast for Tilden.
" Are yon in earnest!" asked a Democrat.
" I will put np the money now," was
the reply.
"Well," said the Demoorat, "I'll
jnst take that bet to teach you a lesson.
Fools can be taught sense.
The money was placed in the hands
of a bystander, ana, as the party were
separating, the joker called the betting
Democrat aside and whispered to him :
" If yon had thought a minute before
vou took me un vou would have remem
bered that Washington has over 10,000
inhabitants."
From the faot that suffrage is not extended
to the residents of the District
of Oolumbia the joker insists that he
need not wait until after election to have
the bet decided.
Another johe that has been repeated,
ly played upon innocents here is an assertion
that even if Tilden is eleoted the
> Republicans will not allow him to lie inaugur
ted on tho fourth of March.
After the viotim has become sufficiently
i excited he is informed that tho fourth of
' March next oomes on Sunday, and either
Mr. Hayes or Mr. Tilden or Peter
Oooper will have to wait until Monday
beforo being inaugurated.?Graphic.