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TALMAGE'S SERMON. ^ the bkooklyx divixe ix eox. box, exglaxd. Rnbjcct of UiMCOursc: 'The Phillippi ii 11 Earthquake.*' Text: "Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ\ and f/iou shalt be saved."?Acts xvi., 31. Jails aro dark, dull, damp, loathsome places even now; but they were worse in the apostolic times. I imagine, to-day, we are standing in the Pliilippiau dungeon. Do you not feel the chill? Do you not hear tho groan of those incarcerated ones who for ten years have not seen the sunlight, and the deep sigh of women who remember their father's house, and mourn over their wasted estates? Listen again. It is tho cough of a consumptive, or the struggle of one iu a nightmare of a great horror. You listen again, and hear a culprit, his chains rattling as lie rolls over in his dreams, and you say: "God pity the prisoner." But there is" anott or sound in that prison. It is a song of .ioy and gladness. What a place to sing in! The music comes winding through the corridors of tho prison, and in all tho dark wards tho whisper is heard: "What's that! What's that!" It is tho song of Paul and Silas. They cani ot sleep. They li.ve been whipped, ver.' b dly whip| cd. The lo g gashes on the r bac s are bleedin; yet. They lie flat on the cold j. roun ', their feet fast in woodeu socket-. : nd of course th y cannot sleep. But th >y can sing. Jailer, what are you doing witn these people? Why have they b en put in here? 0, they have been trying to make the world bettir. Is that all? Tlia'- is all. A pit for c'oseph. A lion's cave for Daniel. A blazing furnace for Shadraeli. C ubs for John Wesl y. An auat e:na for Philip M-da othon. A dungeon for Paul and Silas. But while we are sta d ng in tho gloom of that Philippian du geo ), and wo hear tho mingling voices of sob, and groa >, and blasphemy, anu hallelujah, su Idenij' an earth quake! Tho iron bars of the prison twist, the pillars crack off, the solid masor.-y begins to lieave and rock till al tho doors s ing open, and the walls fall with a t rrific crash. Tho jailer, feeling himself respous bio for these prisoners, and feeling suicide to be honorable?since Brutus killed himself, and Cato killed himself, and Cassius killed himself?puts his sword to his own heart, proposing with one strong, keen thrust to put an 1 ena to ms excitement ana agitation, out Paul cries out: "Stop! stop! Do thyself no harm. We are all here." Then I see the 1 the jailer running through the dust and amid the ruin of that prison, and I see him ' throwing himself down at the feet of these 1 prisoners, crying out: "What shall I do? ! What shall I do?" Did Paul an- 1 swer: "Get out of this place before ' there is another earthquake; put hand- 1 cuffs and hopples on these other prisoners, 1 lest they get away?" No word of that kind. \ Compact, thrilling, tremendous answer; an- i swer memorable all through earth aud ' heaven: "Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, ' and thou shalt be saved." Well, we have all read of the earthquakes 1 in Lisbon, in Lima, in Aleppo and in Carac- 1 cas; but we live in a latitude where in all j our memory there has not been one severe ' volcanic disturbance. And yet we have seen ( fifty earthquakes. Here is a man who has < been building up a large fortune. His bid 1 on the money market was felt iu all the cities. | Ho thinks he has got beyond all annoying rivalries in trade, and he says to himself: i "Now I am free and safe from all possible perturbation." But a national panic strikes the foundations of the commercial world, J and crash! goes all that magnificent business 1 establishment. He is a man who has built j up a very beautiful home. His daughters have just come homo from the semi- 1 nary with diplomas of graduation, i His sons have started in life, honest, temperate and pure. When the evening lights arc struck, there is a happy aud an unbroken family circle. But there has been an acci- I dent down at the beach. The young man ventured too far out in the surf. The telegraph hurled the terror up to the city. An AOMfkAnalra cfwiinl- linear tliA fnnn/lntinnQ nP that beautiful home. The piano closed; the curtains dropped; tho laughter hushed. Crash! go all those domestic hopes, and pros_ . . pects. and expectations. So, my friends, wo the shaking down of some great trouble, and thcrot^fc^P? when we wero as much excited as tnis of the text, and we cried out as he "Tiitrf--?_ , ?,*! shall I do? What shall IN do?' ,The same reply that the a^os"e made to him is appropriate to us: "BenWtS1 on tho Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved." There are some documents of so littlo importance that you do not care to put any more than your last name under them, or even i [your initials; but thero aro somo documeuts of so great importance that you write out your full name. So the Saviour in somo parts of the Bible is called "Lord," and in other parts of the Bible He is called "Jesus," and in other parts of. tho Biblo He is called 'Christ," t.ut that tbeie might be no mistake about this passage, all three names come in toIgcther?"the Lord Jesus Christ." Now, who Is this Being that you want me to trust iu and believe in? Men sometimes come to me with credentials and certificates of good / character; but I cannot trust them. Thero is some dishonesty in their looks that makes me know I shall be cheated if I confide in them. You cannot put your heart's confidence in a man until you know what stuff he is mado of, and am I unreasonable this morning, when I stop to ask you who this is that you want mo to trust in? No man would think of venturing his life on a vessel going ont to sea that had never been inspected. No, you must have the certificate hung amidships, tolling how many tons it carries, and how long ago it was built, and who built it, and all about it. And you cannot expect me to risk the caret) of inv immortal interests on board any craft till you tell me what it is made of, and where it was made, and what it is. When, then, I ask you who this is you want me to trust in, you" tell mo he was a very attrective person. You tell me that the contemporary writers describe him, and they give the color of his eves, and the color of his hair, and they describe his whole appearance as beiug resplendent. Christ did not tell the children to come to Him. "Suffer little children to come unto Me," was not spoken to the children; it was spoken to the Pharisees. The childreu had come with diit&hy invitation. No sooner did Jesus appear than the little oues pitched from their mothers' arms, an avalanche of beauty and love, into His lap. "Suffer little children to come unto Me." That was add; essed to the Pharisees; not to tht^children. Christ did not ask John ho. put his head down on His boson; John TOUld not help but put his head ch eves, such cheeks,. such a chin, such physical condition ancl npwhy, it mast have been completely captivating aud winsome. 1 suppose a look at Him was just to love Him. 0, how attractive His manner! Why, when they saw Christ coming along the street, they" ran into their houses, aud they wrapped up their invalids as quick as they could, and brought them out that Ho minrKf of tiinm ill f h nrn wac cnmnfhinrr so pleasant, so inviting, so cheering in everything He did, in His very look. When these sick ones were brought out did Ho say: "Take away these sores; do not trouble Mo ? with these leprosies?" No no; there was a kind look, there was a gentle word, there was a healing touch. They could not keep away from Hira. In addition to this softness of character, there was a fiery momentum. How the old hypocrites trembled before Him. How the Kings of the earth turned pale. Here is a plain man with a few sailors at His back, coming off the sea of Galilee, going up to the palace of the Caesars, making that palace quake to the foundations, aud uttering a word of mercy and kindness which throbs through all the earth, and through all the heavens, and through all the ages. Oh! Ho nrflo o n?i- ;t ??i*o I* IVTI^ vuiiovt JLSUU aw ??uo uvv vuvnr inacy, or insipidity of character; it was accompanied with majesty, infinite and omnipotent. Lest the world should not realize His earnestness, this Christ mounts the cross. "You say: "If Christ has to die, why not lot Him take some deadly petioTl and lie on a couch in some bright and beautiful home? If Ho must die, let Him expire amid all kindly attentions." No, the world must hear the hammers on the heads of the spikes. The world must listen to the death rattle of the sufferer. The world must feel His warm blood dropping on euch cheek, while it looks up into the face of His anguish. And so the cross must be lifted, and the hole is dug on the top of Calvary. It must be dug three feet deep, and then the cross is xaia on trie ground, and tne suitorer is stretched upon it, and the nails are I pounded through nerve, and muscle, and bone, through the right hand, through the left hand; and then they shake His right hand to see if it is fast, an l they shake IIi:s left foot to see if it is fast* and then they r heave up the wood, hair a dozen shoulders under the weight, and they put the end of the cross to the mouth of the hole, and they plunge it in, all tho weight of His body coming down for the first time on the spikes; and while some hold the cross upright, others throw in the dirt and trample it down, and trample it hard. 0, plant that tree well and thorouzh'y, for it is to bear fruit such as no other tree ever bore. Why did Ohr st endure it? He could h ive taken those roclr ,and with them crushed His crucifiers. He co .Id have reached up and grasped tho sword of the omnipotent Hod and with one clean cut have tumbled them into perdition. But no, He was to di . He must d o. His life for my life. H s life for you life. In on of the European cities a young man died on the scaffold or the crime of murder. Some time after, tho mother of this yon-g ma i was dying, and the priest camv in, and slio made con ession to the pr.est that she was the murdo.e , an i not her son; n a moment of anger she had struck her husband a blow that slew him. The son came suddenly into the room, and was washing away tho wounds and trying to resuscitate his father, when some one looked through the window and saw him,and supposed him to bo the criminal. Thct vninic man died for his own mother. You say: "It was wonderful that ho never exposed her." But I tell you of a grander thing. Christ, the Son of God, died not for His mother, not for His father, but for His sworn enemies. 0, such a Christ as that?so loving, so self sacrificing?can you not trust Hun? I think there are many under the spirit ol God ,\?bo are saying: "I will trust Ilim if you Will only tell mo how;" and tho great quea tlon asked by thousands in this nssemblago is: "How? how?" And while I answer your question I look up and utter the prayer which Rowland Hill so often uttered in the midst of his sermons: "Master, help!" How are you to trust hi Christ? Just as you trust any one. You trust your partner in business with important* thiugs. If a commercial house give you a note payable three months hence, you expect the payment of that note at the end of throe months. You have perfect confidence in their word and in their ability. You go home to-day. You expect there will be food on the table. You have confidence in that. Now, I ask you to liavo tho same confidence in the Lord Jesus Christ. Ho says: "You believe; I take away your sins;" and they are all taken away. "What!" you say, "before I pray auy more? Before I read ray Bible any more? Before I cry over my sins any more?" Yes, this moment. Believe with all your heart aad you are saved. Why, Christ is only waiting to get from you what you give to scores of people every day. What is that? Confidence. If these people whom yon trust lay by day arc more worthy than Christ, if they are more faithful than Christ, if they tiave done more than Christ ever did, then jive them tho preference, but if you really think that Christ is as trustworthy as they fhon rlntl with Him fis fairlv. uOh.M says some one in a light way, "I believe that Christ was born in Bethlehem, and I believe that He died on the cross." Do you believe it with your head or your heart? [ will illustrate the difference. You ire iu your own house. In the morning you apon a newspaper, and you read how Captain Braveheart on the sea risked his life I for the salvation of his passengers. You say: "What a grand follow ho must have been! His family deserves very well of the country." You fold the newspaper and sit down at the table, and perhaps do not think of that incident again. That is historical faith. But now you are on the sea, and it is night, and you are asleep, and are awakened by the shriek of "Fire!" You rush out on the deck. You hear, amid the wriuging of the hands aud the fainting, the cries: "No hope! we are lost! we are lost!" The sail nuts out its wiugs of fire, the ropes make a burning ladder in the night heavens, the spirit of wreck hisses in the waves, and on the hurncnno deck shakes out its banner of smoke and darkness. "Down with the life boats!" cries the Captaiu. "Down with the life boats!" Peoplo rush into them. Tho boats arc about full. Room only for one more man. You are standing on the deck beside the Captain. Who shall it be? You or the Captain? The Captain says: "You." You jump and are saved. He stands there and dies. Now, you believe that Captain Braveheart sacrificed himself for his passen gers, but you believe it with love, with tears, with hot and Ions: continued exclamations, with grief at his loss and with joy at your deliverance. That is saving faith, fn other words, what you believe with all the heart, and believe in regard to yourself. On this hinge turns my sermon; aye, the salvation of your immortal soul. You often go across a bridge you know ftflthing about. You do not know who built IhJbn^Toirtlfl RSt material itismadoof; but you come to it, vWfl walk over it, and ask no questions. And he?8-j?J an arched bridge blasted from the "Rock of Ages," and built by the architect of the w hole universe, spanning the dark gulf between sin and righteousness, and all God asks you is to walk across it; aud you start, and you come to it, and you stop, and you go a little way on and you stop, and you fall back and you experiment. You say: "How do I know that bridge will hold me?" instead of marching on with firm step, asking no questions, but feeling that the strength of the eternal God is under you. 0, was there ever a prize offered so cheap as pardon and heaven are offered to you? For how much? A million dollars? It is certainly worth more than that. But cheaper than that you can have it. Ton thousand dollars? Lass than that. Five thousand dollars? Less than that. One dollar? Less than that. One farthiug? Less than that. "Without money and without price." No money to pay. No journey to take. No penance to suffer. Only just one decisive action of the soul: "Believe ou the Lord Jesus Christ, aud thou shall bo saved." Shall I try to tell you what it is to be saved? [ caunot tell you. Tyu man, no anjel can tell you. But I crm hint at it. For my text brfngs mo up to this point: "Thou shalt be saved." Itineaus a happy life here, ana a peacerui ueain aim a onssiui eternity. It is a grand thing to go to sleep at night, and to get up in the morning, and t i .11 .1? e?1;?? ?n UO QO UU3U1US3 an uay ??? is right between my heart ami God. No accident, no sickness, no persecution, no peril, no sword can do me any permanent damage. I am a forgiven child of God, and He is bound to see me through. Ho has sworn He will see ra6 through. The mountains may depart, the earth may burn, the light of the stars may be blown out by the blast of the judgment hurricane; but life aud death, things present oudthuugK)come, aro mine. Yea, farther thtfTftlia^^t means a peaceful death. Mrs. Hemaus, Mrs. Sigoumey, Dr. Young and almost all the poets have said handsome things about death. There is nothing beautiful about it. When we stand by the white and rigid features of those whom we love, and they give no answering pressure of the hand, and no returning kiss of the lip, we do not want anybody poetizing arouuu about us. Doath is loathsomeness, and midnight, and the wringing of the heart until the tendrils snap and curl in the torturo unless Christ be with us. I confess to you to an infinite fear, a consuming horror, of death unless Christ shall be with me. I would rather go down into a cave of wild beasts or a jungle of reptiles thau into the grave, unless Christ goes with mo. Will you tell me that I am to be carried out from ray brighfcbome, ami put away in the darkness? I cannot bear darkness. At the lirst coining of the evening I must have the gas lit, anu the further on in life I get, the more I like to have my friends arouud about 1110. And am I to be put off for thousands of years in a dark place, with no one to speak to? When the holidays come, and tho gifts are distributed, shall I add no joy to tho "Merry Chr stmas" or the "Happy No v Year?" Ah, do not point down to tho t ole m tue ground, the grave, and call it n benutiul place; unless there bo some supernatur il illumination, I slm 'tier back from i . My w.iolo natu o revolts a it. Dut i ow this gl rious lamp is lifted above the grave, an I all the darkness is gone, at?l tho way is clear. I look into it now without a single shudder. Now my anxiet/ is no' about death; my anxiet is that I mav live aright, for I know that if my life is consistent when I come to the last hour, and this voice is silent, and these eyes are closed, and these hands with which I beg for your eternal salvation to-day are folded over the still heart, that theu I shall only begin to live. What power is there in anything to chill me in tho last hour if Christ wraps around mo the skirt of of His own garment? What darkness can fall upon my eyelids then, amid the heavenly daybreak? 0 death, I will not fear thee then! Back to thy cavern of darkness, thou robber of all tho earth. Fly, thou despoiler of families. With this battle ax I hew thee <u twain from liemlet to sandal, the voice of Christ sounding all over tin earth, and through the heavens; '"0 death. I will be thy plague. 0 grave, I will be thy destruction." To be saved is to wake up in the presence of Christ! You know when Jesus was upon earth how happy He made every house He went into, and when He brings us up to His house how great our glee. His voice has more music in it than is to be heard in all the oratories of eternity. Talk not about banks (lashed with efflorescence. Jesus is the chief bloom of heaven. We shall seethe very face that beamed sympathy in Bethany, and tako the very hand that dropped its blood from the short beam of the cross. 0, I want to stand in eternity with Him. Toward that harbor I steer. Toward that goal I run. I shall bo satisfied when I { awake in His likeness. Oh, broken hearted rneu and women, how sweet it will be in that good land to pour all your hardships, and bereavements, and losises into the loving ear of Christ, and then have Him explain why it was best for 3Tou to bo sick, and why it was best for you to bo widowed, and why it was best for you to be persecuted, and why it was best for you to bo tried, and have Him point to an elevation proportionate to your disquietude here, saying: "You suffered with Mo on earth, come up now and be glorified with Mo in heaven." Some one went into a house where there ] had been a good deal of trouble and said to the woman there: "You seem to bo lonely." I i?Xr? 11 ?1 ,- l l.r II LIT , rr.r.r.TT ics, ouuaaiu, x ulu ivuuj. uvn ummij in the ramuy?" "unly myself." "Have you had any children?" "I had seven children." "Where are they?" "Gone." "AH gone?" "All." "All dead?" "All." Then she breathed a long sigh into the loneliness, and said: "0, sir, I have been a good mother to the grave." And so there aro hearts here that are utterly broken down by the bereavements of life. I point you to-day to the eternal balm of heaven. Aro there any hero that I am missing this morning? 0, you poor waiting maid! your heart's sorrow poured in no human ear, lonely and sad 1 how glad you wiU bo when Christ shall disband all your sorrows and crown you queen unto God and the Lamb forover! 0, aged men and women, fed by His love and warmed by His grace for three-score-years-and-ten! wiU not your decrepitude) change for the leap of a hart when you come to look face to face upon Him whom, having not seen, you love? O, that will bo the Good Shepherd, not out in the night and watching to keep off the wolves, but with the lambs reclining on the sun lit lull. That wiH bo the Captain of our salvation, not amid the roar, ana crash, and boom of battle, but amid His disbanded troops keeping victorious festivity. That will bo the Bridegroom of the Church coming from afar, the bride leaning upon His arm while He looks down into her face and says: "Behold, thou art fair, zny lovel Behold, thou art fair." flow the "Joke Was Evened. We had a new master in W Academy, New Hampshire, says R. Redwood, in the New York Mercury, when I was a pupil there not many years ago, with whom we promised ourselves some sport, before we got through with him the first morning he faced us in fVio auc-Yitnm TTo woo n. mndpratp. sized, rather delicato man, with a mild, defensive air that seemed to appeal to our generosity to make his life less of a burden to him than we had made that of his predecessor. He appeared to fear we would carry him out of the building or spring some sort of a mine under his feet for the first few days, and he eyed Wilkins Sharp, our ringleader in all mischief, with a sort of care, as though he felt completely at his mercy, Things moved on with half-hearted uncertainty for about a week. The master held such a lax grasp of the reins of authority that we expected to make him step down and out within a few days at the furthest. His reading of a lengthy chapter from Chronicles or Deuteronomy every morning before prayers was a grievance which the more active spirits determined to redress. "We knew there was fun on hand, of what nature the majority of us were j ignorant, when we went into the class I l'nnm /vno mnrninir in the Kpnnnd Wfifik. I A loud bray greeted us, which we answered with shouts of laughter. A donkey stood in the master's place at the desk before the operr Bible, with a huge pair of rusty-rimmed glasses ! straddling his nose and a ludicrously solemn expression of countenance, as if he wished to bear the honors thrusjr' upon him with becoming dignity^"""'^ - were all in ouv- seats trying to smother 'TlI&'Tlrirtii, when the master came in. He walked up to the desk as usual, and seemed to look right through that animal without seeing him. "Behold thy brother!" staring at him from the board made no impression on his optic nerve. He stood upon the right of' the desk, looking down upon us without a word. As we watched he seemed to rise inches beyond his usual height. His eyes fairly i blazed behind his glasses. His mild, defensive air changed to such masterly aggressiveness that we fairly quaked before him. Presently he brought his glance round upon Wilkins Sharp and concentrated it on his face. Those orbs of flame seemed to scorch him. His face 1 reddened, as if he had been pulling j chestnuts out of the fire. -| "Wilkins Sharp, come here!" said the I master. Wilkins obeyed with a look of bra- I vado. j "Bide that donkey out of the room!" Wilkins did not move to obey with vilnoritv "Do you want a lift?" inquired the j master, and in a Hash, by some dexterous movement of arm and boot that j fairly dazzled us, Wilkins was "boosted" upon the creature's back and was on his way to the door amid a roar of laughter. We looked at the master. Ho had relapsed into his usual calm. "Xow that we are rid of the donkey and his brother," he said, as he turned over the leaves of the Bible leisurely, "we will read the third chapter of j Leviticus." ! I . I Found Wauling. If a servant obeys orders as far as he j can, and does his work correctly as far I as he goes, what more can be expected ? j And yet the result is not always satisfactory, even to reasonable employers. The Boston Courier has a story of a woman who osvn a very large and handsome dog, of which she is very fond, and perhaps a little proud. The other ! day she sent him out to the stable to | be weighed, confiding the operation to ! 1. 1 . U new NtU \ Hill/, WI1U luuivt'll M?/vu I/11U powerful animal with considerable awe, and apparetly with some real affection. The man was gouo a surprisingly long time, but at last reappeared, and announced that the dog weighed one hundred and twenty pounds. "Onehundred and twenty pounds!" repeated the lady. "Are you sure you weighed him right? Ilo must weigh more than that." "Oh, yes, marm : sure an' I weighed him right, but I could't get him all on the scales." A Sign Which Failed. Young Husband?"Seems to mo, my ' dear, this chicken is pretty tough." | Young Wife?"I know it is, and I can't understand it at all. I picked it i out myself." "Did you examine it closely?" "Indeed I did. I looked in its mouth the first thing, and I. could see it hadn't ! even cut its first teeth yet."?New \ York Weekly, ' j LINCOLN'S MURDER. Graphic Recital of the Ausassinatioa in the Theatre. lYom the "History of Lincoln,? by Nicolay and Hay, in the Century, wo quote the following: ''Holding a pistol in one hand and a knife in the other, he (J. Wilkes Booth) opened the box door, put the pistol to the President's head, and fired; dropping the weapon, he took the knife in his right hand, and when Major Rathbonc sprang to seize him he struck savagely at him. I Major Rathbonc received the blow on his left arm, suffering a wide and deep wound. Booth, rushing forward, then placed his left hand on the railing of the box and vaulted lightly over to the stage. It was a high leap, but nothing to such a trained nthicte. He was in 1 he habit of introducing what actors call sensational leaps in his plays. In 'Mactieth,' where j he met the weird sisters, he leaped from a rock twelve feet high. He would have I trot safer' nwav but far his spur catching in the folds of the Union flag with which the front of the box was draped. He fell on the stage, the torn flag trailing on his spur, but instantly rose as if he had received no hurt, tlicugh in fact the fall had broken his leg, turned to the audience, brandishing his dripping knife, arid shouting the State motto of Virginia, 'Sic Semper Tyrannis,' and fled rapidly across the stage and out of sight. Major Rathbone hud shouted, 'Stop him 1' The cry went out, 'He has shot the President!' From the audience, at first stupid with surprise and afterwards wild with excitement and horror, two or three men jumped on the stage in pursuit of the flying assassin; but he ran through the familiar passages, leaped upon his horse, which wus in waiting in the nlley behind, rewarded witli a kick and a curse the callboy who had held him, and rode rapidly away in the light of the just-risen moon. "The President scarcely moved; his head drooped forward slightly, his eyes closed. Colonel Rnthbone, at first not regarding his own grievous hurt, rushed to the door of the box to summon aid. He found it barred, and on the outside some one was beating and clamoring for entrance. He opened the door; a young officer named Crawford entered; one or two army surgeons soon followed, who hastily examined the wound. It was at once seen to be mortal. It was afterwards ascertained that a large derringer bullet had entered the back of the head on the left side, and, passing through the brain, had lodged just behind the leit eye. By direction of Jtathbonc and Crawford, the President was earned to a house across the st rcet and laid upon a bed in a small room at the rear of the hall, on the ground floor. Mrs. Lincoln followed, half distracted, tenderly cared for by Miss Harris. Rathbone, exhausted by loss of blood,- fainfed, and was carried home. Messengers were sent for the members of the Cabinet, for the SurgeonGeneral, for Dr. Stone, the President's family physician; a crowd of people rushed instinctively to the White House and, bursting through the doors, shouted the terrible news to Robert Lincoln and Major Hay, who sat gossiping in an upper room. They ran downstairs. Finding a enrriageat the door, they entered it to go to Tenth street. As they were driving away, a friend came up and told them that Mr. Seward and most =f the Cabinet had been murdered. The news was all so improbable that they could not help hoping it was all untrue. But when they got to Tenth street and found even/ thoroughfare bjocked-Jhy_the., swiftl; gathering thousands, agitated by tumuit o is Qxcitcmeut, they were prepared for 'lie ivorst. In a few minutes all who h jl'b .-en sent for, and many others, were rwithnrorl.in flip HhIa r?]ijimhnr_ where the Chief of the State lay in his agony. His son was met at the door by Dr. Stone, who with grave tenderness informed him that there was no hope. After a natural outburst of grief young Lincoln devoted himself the rest of the night to soothing and comforting his mother. "The President had been shot a few minutes past ten. The wound would have brought instant death to most men, but his vital tenacity was extraordinary. He was, of course, unconscious from the first moment, but he breathed with slow and regular respiration throughout the | night. As the dawn came, and the lamplight grew pale in the fresher beams, his pulse began to fail; but his face even then was scarcely more haggard than those of the sorrowing group of statesmen and generals around him. His automatic moaning, which had continued through the night, ceased; a look of unspeakuble peace came upon his worn features. At twenty-two minutes after seven he died. Stanton broke the silence by saying, 'Now he belongs to the ages.' Dr. Gurley kneeled by the bedside and prayed fervently. The widow came in from tjie adjoining room, supported by her son, and east herself with loud ontcry on the dead body.'" * "" Japanese Children's Toys. Surely the children of Japan roust have a far better time than any others in the world, since the grown people in that faraway land arc such pleasure lovers, and the very tovs_ the boys and girls have to play with are such ingenious inventions. In no respect has the originality of contrivance so characteristic of the Japanese exhibited itself more markedly tban iD their playthings. No European would ever have imagined, however remotely, the least absurd of them. The Japanese kite represents in itself, in its endless modifications, the solution of aerial problems unguessed at by Ben Franklin. Curiously enough, no AngloSaxon boy can flv such a kite; to accomplish the feat requires an instinct essentially Japanese, or Chinese if you will. A youthful Oriental, without specific instruction, thinks nothing of setting of! out of the nursery window half a dozen paper birds of varied plumage, with strings attached to them, some of them so contrived, maybe, as to give voice to chirps like those of chicken cocks and other fowls before the breeze. Of course, the kite itself is a Chinese invention, and probably the same is true of the top. Anyway, it was a gentleman of Japan who first conceived the notion oi a nest of tops that should all fly out and spin when the papa top was set agoing, and similurly it has been with all sorts 01 other implements for adolescent entertainment. The Standard "I regard Hood's Snrsapurllla as having paused above the grade of what are commonly colled patent or proprietory medicines," said a well-known physician recently. "It .'s fully entitled to be considered a standard medicine, and has won this position by Its undoubted merit and by the many remarkable cures It has ofTocted. For an alterative and tonic it has neve: been equaled, and physicians are glad to have their patients toko so reliable and trustworthy a medicine." X. B.?If you decide to~take "IToOi 'j^Tifsipa^llla ' do not be Induced to buy any other. ^-N Hood's Sarsaparilla | Sold by all druggist;:. <1; six for $1 Preparedoaly j by C. I. HOOD & CO., Apothecaries, Lowell, Man. 100 Doaes One Dollar I I, No Angels for Them. Early last summer aNew-Englander moved out to a small town in Arizona and announced his intention of opening up a first-class grocery. He had a number of bills posted up, dwelling particularly on the fact that the business was to be square and above board. Just as he was getting ready to open shop a deputation of citizens waited on him and asked the new-comer if the statement on the placards were made in good faith. * You mought as well give us the hull truth about this thing," said the leader. "You mean to say there hain't goin' to be no water in the vinegar?" "That's what I mean, sir!" replied the stranger, a little surprised. "Nor no sand in the sugar 1" "Ain't there goin' to be beans fn the coffee?" "Most decidedly not, sir!" "Nor chicory, nuther?" "Never, gentlemen; I give you my word for it." The crowd seemed nonplnsed for a moment, and the leader held a short consultation, at the end of which he turned and said: "Say, stranger, we've concluded that you air a suspicious character. But first let mo ask you if your cigars are goin' to be loaded ? with cabbage, you know ?" "Not while I " "That's all we wanted to know. We give you twenty-four hours to leave town,' an' you better leave. When we're in need o' angels we'll drop you a postal card. Good day stranger." And the deputation filed out. Pretty Girls in Cages. One of the pretty sights in the Treasury is fifteen or twenty handsome ladies in cages. Pretty women are not bo Bcarce in the department that when they get hold of one they put her in a cage, but the ladies referred to occupy their little prisons in accordance with an old custom. The Comptroller of the Currency has decided to revive a system in vogue some years ago by putting a safeguard around the counters of money and isolating them in little iron cages. They are put in their prisons in the morning, large piles of notes are given them, and there they sit all day long counting the currency as last as their nngers can move. The only communication the ladies have with any one outside nf their cages is through a speaking tube connecting them with the Chief of the Bureau. The ladies, naturally, don't take to this arrangement very kindly.? Pittsburg Commercial's IVashinalon letter. A fire-pkoof pocket- book is one of the latest inventions. It is probably intended to prevent money from burning holes in the pockets of the owners. His lan'-guage is the best guago to measure a man's character. Kinged Another Man's Wife. " You scoundrel," relied young Jacob Groen, At his good neighbor, Brown? " You kissed my wife upon the street? I ought t? knock you down." " That's where you're wrong," good Brown replied, In accents mild and meek; " I kissed her, that I've not denied, But kissed her on the cheek? and I did it because she looked s > handsome? tho very picture of beauty and health. What is the socret of it?" "Well," r. plied Green, "rince you ask it, I will teli you; she uses Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prescription, i accept your apology. Good night." "Favorite Prcscription" is tiieonjy_rempdy Jov. -the?delio-*te-4e? rangement* and wcaRri-sses of females, sold by druggists, under a positive Guarantee or giv- 1 In,' satisfac.ion in every case, or money paid ' for it returned. 1 For biliousness, sick headache, indigestion and constipation, t ike Dr. Pierce's Pellets. A sheet of enrx one pound in weight wii support the lody of a man in w-iter. How'* Tills! Wc offer One Hundred Dollars reward for any case of catarn that cannot be cured by taking Hull's Ca'arrh Cure. I). J. CHENEY & Co., Props., Toledo, 0. We, the undersigned, have known F. J. Cheney for the Inst 15-years, and believe him perfectly honorable in all business transactions, and financially able to curry out any obligations made by'their firm. West & Truax, Wholesale Druggists, Toledo, Ohio. Walding, Rinnan & Marvin, Wholesale Druggists, Toledo, OMo. E. H. Van Hoe>en, Cashier Toledo National Bank, Toledo, Ohio. Hall's Catarrh Cure is taken internally, acting directly upon the blood and mucous surfaces of the fvstein. Testimonials sentfiee. Price 75c. i er bottle. Sold by all Druggists. A good marble saw cuts about two and a quarter inches o. oidinary mar le every minute. Tourists, Whether on pleasure bent or business, should takeon every trip a bottle of Syrup of Figs, as It acts most pleasantly and effectually on the kidneys, liver and bowels, preventing fevers, headaches and other forms of sickness. For ' sale In 50c. and $1 bottles by all leading druggists. ev,? o t:mA first Russian newsDaper was edited and managed ty Peter the Great. If you wish to do the easiest and quickest week's w ashing you ever did, try Dobb.ns's Elec-tric Soup next wash-day. Follow the directions. Ask your grocer for it. Been on the tBaurkwti'l years. Take no other. When a woman wants the earth, it is with Iho view of g.vinx it to some man. Oregon, the Paradise oi Farmers. Mild, equable clltnat.-, certain and abundant crops. Pest fruit, grain, gran and stock country in the world. Full information free. Address Oregon Im'ivrnt'u Hoard. Portland. Ore. The coming man will fly when the coming broom is alter him. Jlsfllicted with sore eyes use Drpuiuo Thomptoii'tEyeWmer.Dniggistssell ati>c.per bottle The boy who is left unmolested in the pantry is like y to st.ike a puld.ng. R'cb, flagrant, fine, "Tansill's Punch." Necessity is the mother of conventions. THE GOOD OFFICE OF: {7% 7T, Is well illustrated in ' /sAlk" ,he curR of neuralgia. T4.1? g H ft I lift the chief symptom of which is, an intcrmit/Y]) 1**-^ .J* ting pain which follows v J V M \w 1 the course of the nerve J (f 111 affected. Gt. Jacobs Oil S V^.?X.? by gentle rubbing and applied frequently, will cure NEURALGIA. 196 Snckett St., Brooklyn, N. Y., Jan.31,1889. I was taken with neuralgia in sido and suffered 6 months. I was given up by doctors, but was cured by St. Jacobs Oil. MICHAEL McGINN. At Druggists and Dealers. THE CHARLES A. VOGHLER CO.. Oaltimore. Md. AFTER AU OTHERS FAIL CONSULT DR. LOBB 3'2!? North Fifteenth St.. Philadelphia, Pa., for the treatment of Blood Poisons, Skin Eruptions, Nervous Coin plaints, Brlkht's Disease, Strictures, Impotency and kindred diseases, no matter of bow long standing or from what cause originating. tyT>n days' medicines furnished by mall rnrr Band for Book on HFKC'I A I>lncn?ea. fntCs i proscribe and fu'lyendorse Big (? as thi only J&Er Com In >4fT) specllle for the eertal .euro AffiFl TO & oaTD. of this disease. OjjgQ G oar??te?a not tafl o. H. INUBAII AM. M. D., ftni oaawSultturs. u Amsterdam, N. Y. % HQ Strd only by th? Wc bare Fold Big G for fu many years, nnd It has VStJTtai ^:alai given the best of aalls\Hl Oinelnnstl AJSmI faction. Ohlo^^w D. It. i)YCHF. c OOj. ^ Y 81.00. Sciu by Drues'lsts. i * 4 \ ^ '*?V ^WMWWM * COPYRIGHT/ ' ' W' ' 1' - ' '<559 i r. / M THE HEAVY END OF A MATCH. / f Mary," said Farmer Flint, at the breakfast-table, as he asked for a second cup of coffee, " I've made a discovery." "Well, Cyrus, you're about the last one I'd suspect of such a thing; but what is it?" " I've found that the heavy end of a match is its light end," responded Cyrus, with a grin that would have adorned a skull. Mary looked disgusted, but with an air of triumph quickly retorted, "I've got a discovery, too, Cyrus. It was made by Dr. R. V. Pierce, and is called 'Golden Medical Discovery.' It drives away blotches and pimples, purifies the blood, tones up the system, and makes one feel brand-new. Why, it cured r Cousin Ben, who had consumption, and was almost reduced to a skeleton. Before his wife began to use it, she was a pale, sickly thing, but look at her: she's rosy-cheeked and healthy, and weighs one hundred and sixty-five pounds. That, Cyrus, is a discovery that's worth mentioning." The farmer's wife was right, for the " Golden Medical Discovery " is in fact the only medicine for purifying the blood and curing all manner of pimplis, _ " \ blotches, eruptions, ana other Skin and Scalp diseases. Scrofulous Sores end Swellings, and kindred ailments, possessed of such positive curative properties as to warrant its manufacturers in selling it, as they are doing, through druggists, under a positive guarantee that it will either benefit or cure in every case, or money paia lor it win De reiunaeu. it aiso cures oroncmai, xuroat and Lung diseases. . Even Consumption (which is Lung-scrofula) yields to its marvelous curative properties, if taken in time and given a fair trial. For Weak Lungs, Spitting of Blood, Shortness of Breath, Bronchitis, Asthma, Severe Coughs, and kindred affections, it is an efficient remedy. Don't be fooled into taking something else, said to be "just as good/ that the dealer may make a larger profit. There's nothing at all like the "Discovery." It contains no alcohol to inebriate; no syrup or sugar to derange digestion ; as peculiar in its curative effects as in its composition. It's a concentrated vegetable extract Dose small and pleasant to the taste. Equally good for adults or children. World's Dispensary Medical Association, No. 663 Main Street, Buffalo, N. Y. CATARRH?THE HEAD' matter of how long standing, Is permanently cured by DR. 8AGE'S CATARRH REMEDY. 50 cents, by druggists. <umiu | GRATEFUL?COM FORTINQ. t mSiJffi 1PTTS .COCIA "By a thorough kn>wledge of tho natural Uw< I I'rlce Hr^m^ <.ci&Cfiu whloagoverntheoperations of digestion and nutri- , 1 1 l?B>Mnc\tS2iro.0xl\ra Hon, and by a careful application of tho due properApplyBalm into each nostril tlea of well-selected Cocoa, Mr. Eppi has provided nTimoo U Warren It. X i" utA.l our breakfast tables with a delicately flavoured \*l- ._ '2 ' * erage wbich ma." save us many heavy doctors' bl Is. _- ? _ It Is by the Judicious use of such articles of diet > 1*" "SH S**f 5 ^ 8 that a constitution may be pro lua'.ly null; up until Gj a 8*> H R*5 I fl 1 fJB Bus 5^ strong enough to resist every tendency to ol'easo. Bs' Ebb H ? I fl W Saw Hundreds of subtle maladies arc Coatlnc around us Wwied in terry Connty. 8brewtfaiiDMtecsnceriBiDaoU.ni ready to attack wherever there Is a weak point Id tor 8tcrti Service. ExpcrltLet not neceiitrr. p rrtletlart Dee. Wo may e8capc many a fatal shaft by keeping OUTGraanan Detective Bnrean Co. Uira'.lIlaciiaitLO. selrc'B we" fortWod with pure blood and a properly _ nourished frame."?"Civil iuirince Gazette. ~T : '' . ... . _, Made simply with boiling' water or milk. Sold (INFORMATION ? h NHAfl. Good only in half-pound tln^ by llrocors, labelled thus: l***S'a,tKls' low,frlccs. easy tenna, JAMES EPFS & CO.. 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