and fiery: the seventh, enrysote golden-hued: the eight, beryl;a bluish green: the ninth. topnaz-a pale green mie wii!1th y w he tenth, cry the tweclth. ant hy-,. *ut thes precious stones are only the founda tion of the wall of heaven-the most inferior part of it. On the top oftliis foundation there rises a inighitV wN!l 9f jasperof brilliantt yellow :1nd gorgeous crim.Isol. Stupendous cata ract of color: Throne of splendor and sublimity. You see that the beautiful colors which are the robes of glory to our earth are to be forever preserved in this wall of heaven. Our skies of blue, which sometimes seem alnost to drop with rihness of eolor. shall be glorified and eternized in the deep everlasting blue of that fiery stone which formils the second fou ndation of the hevenly wall. The green that sleeps oil tuebrook's bauk. and rides ou the sea wave. and spreads its bainers on the mountaintop, shall he eternized in the emerald thatt forms the fourth foundation of the heavenly wall. The fiery gush of the niorning, the conflagration of the autuiiinal surset. the electricity that shoots its forked tongue out of the thunder-clord, the flames at whose breath Moscow fell and Etnas burns shall be eternized in the fiery jasper. It seems as if all earthly beauty were in one bilhw to be dashed up against that wall of heaven; so that the most beautiful things of earth will be kept either in the wall, or the foundation. or in the rainbow round ebout the throne. I notice the unspeakable attractive ness of heaven. In other places the Bible tells us of the floor o heaven the waters, and the stones, and the fruits: but now St. John tells us of the roof-the frescoed arch of eterni ty, and the rainbow round about the throne. Get a ticket, and carefully guarded. you go into the royal fac tory at Paris where the Gobelm tapestries of the world are made, and see how for years a man will sit put tting iin and out a ball of colored worsteds through the delicate threads, satisfied if he can in a day make so much as a finger's breadth of beauty for a king's canopy. But behold how my Lord, in one hour, with his two hands, twisted the tapestry. now swungabove the hrone into a rainbow of iniinite glory. Oh, what a place heaven must be! You have heretofore looked at the floor: this morning take one glance at the ceiling. On earth the deluge of sin covers the tops of the highest mountains. I heard an Alpine guide, amid the most stupendous evidences of God's power, swear at his mule as he stun bled in the pass. Yes, the deluge of sin dashes over the top of the highest mountain ranges. Revenge, drunken ness, imp'ety, falsehood, blasphemy, are but different waves of a flood that has whelmed nations. New York is drowned in it, Brooklyn is drowned in it, Boston is drowned in it, Lon doa is drowned in it, St. Petersburg is drowned in it-two great hemis pheres are drowned in it. But the redeemed, looking into the "rainbow round about the throne," see the pledge that all this is ended for them forever. They have committed their last sin, and comibated their last temptation. No suicide leaps into those bright waters; no profanity be fouls that pure air: no villain's torch shall fire thosetemples; no murderer's hanrdrtrike down -these sons of god. They know that for thorn tdeluge of sin is assuaged, for there is a rainbow round about the Now the world is covered with a deluge of blood. The nations are all the time either using the sword or sharpening it. The factories of the world are-night and day manufactur ing the weaponry of death. Throne against throne, empire against em pie The spirit of despotism and freedom at war in every land: despo tic America . against free America, despotic England against free Eng land, despotic Germany against free Germany, despotic Austia' against free Ausxuia. The great battle of earth is being fought-the Armaged don of the nations. The song that unrolled from the sky on the first Christmas night, of "peace and good will to men," is drowned in the booming of the great siege-guns. Stand back, and let the long line of ambulances pass. Groan to groan. Uncover, and look upon the trenches of the dead. Blood! blood! a deluge of blood! But the redeemed of heaven, look ing upon the glorious arch that spans the throne, shall see that the deluge is over. No batteries are planted on those bills: no barricades blocking those streets; no hostile flag above those walls; no smoke of burning villages; no shrieks of butchered men; peace! German and Frenchmen, who fell with arms interlocked in hate on the field of death, now, through Christ in heaven, stand with arms interlocked in love. Arms stacked forever; shields of battle hung up. The dove instead of the eagle: the lamb instead of the lion. There shall be nothing to hurt or destroy in all Gods holy mount, for there is a rain bow round about the throne. Now the earth is covered with the deluge of sorrow. Trouble! trouble! The very fii-st utterance when we come into the world is a cry. Without any teaching, we learn to weep. What has so wrinkled that man's face? What has so prematurely whitened his hair? What calls out that sigh? What starts that tear? Trouble! trouble! I find it in the cellar of poverty, and far up among the heights on the top of the crags; for this bath also gone over the tops of the highest mountains. No escape from it. You go into the store, and it meets you at your counting-desk; you go inta the street, and it meets you at the corner: you go into the house, and it meets you at the door. Tears of poverty! tears of perseention! tears of bereavement!-a deluge of tears! Gathered togather from all the earth, they could float an ark larger than Noah's. But the glorilied. looking up to the bow that spans 1the throne. shall see that the deluge is over. No shivering wretch on the palace-steps; no blind man at the gate of the lh venly temple, asking for alms; no .l ing of the screw-driver on coffin hd. They looked up at the rainlow, and read, in lines of yellow, and red, and green, and blue, and orange, and indigo, and violet: "They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun light on them, nor any heat: for the lamb wvhich is in the mint of the throne shall feed them. and shall lead them unto living fountains of wvaters, and 'God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes." Thank God for the glory spanning the throne! In our boyhood we had a supersti ALL TROUBLES PAST. "THERE WAS A RAINBOW ROUND ABOUT THE THRONE." The si;n of I'omi..e fr'om cod anld W" ha It Teachep. to Men -The Trial. o Chris Van arJ Their Rainbow of Promite. The subject of Dr. Tahuage's Sun day diiscourse was, -All Tr'oubles Pas:~ and the text, Revelation iv.. 3: "There was a rainbow round about the thr one." Following is the ser mon: As. after a night of fearful tempest at se., one ship. more staunch than another, rides on undamaged among the fragments of spars and hulks that float about. so old Noah's ar, at the close of the deluge. iloats on over the wreck of a deal world. Looking out of the windlow oi the ark, you see the plants of houses, and the sheaves of az whea4, and the eai'carases of Cattle., and the corpses of men. No tower is left to toll the burial: no mourners to form in lie of procession: no ground in which to bury the dead. .Sinkog a line twenty-seven feet long. you just touch the tops of the mountains. Ghastliness and horror: The m-':.ui stadofwlkirg" th10 E . 1 a nlod-1 em ship, in ma L and f..y- tos ses helplessly: 11o helm to guide: no sail to 'et: no shore to steer for. Why protect the agony of the good people in such a craft, when they might in one dash of the wave have been put out of their misery? But at yonder spot in the horizon Kwe see colors gathering in the sky; at ust the opposite point in the horri zon other colors are gathering. I fd ttt they are the two hutresses of an are-d bridge. The yellow, the red, the orange. the blue, the indigo, the violet are mingled. and by invisi ble hanids the whoie structure is hung Sin" the sky. and the ark has a tin nmphal arch to sail under. An angel o' lgt swIngs his hand across the Ssky an in the seven prisnatic col ors he aints with pencil of sunbeam $ th everlasting covenant betweeir God and every living creature. God lifted up that great arched bridge, nud st it over 1-Is own head in the heavens. John saw it. for he says: "There I. s a rainbow round about the trooe. I notice that none but thie people iho wee in the ark saw the rainlbow. cast .s shdo-w clear down into the whee-1-0 . Lh people were buried. ad611 4ih. vun thle dead, Laces with a t~rane radiai'e, but they could not see it. So nly those who are at last J ound in CLri' the Ark. will see the pug glories of the throne. ifence you had better get into the As you call your family out at the close of the shower to show them he sign in heaven, so I want you all last to see the grander rainbow Md about the throne. Look saysNoal to his wife, "at that bow in the clouds: and, Shem and look! look-the green, the ellow. the red, and the orange!" I ould not wonder if some of your chl-ildrenin the Good Land should awhile cry out to you. "Look, iok, mother! there is a rain round aboiithe throne!" You ielbetter get into the ark, with all eur faniilies, if you want to see it. T1 notice also that the chief glory of God comes after the rain. .No show -eno rainbow; no trouble, no bright -es'of Christian consolation. Weav -~sare sometimes, by reason of their ~wrk, dusty and rough in their ap 1; and so it is the coarse-clad ps, whose hand and foot swing eiwattle, that weaves the rainbow. 1my Christians are dull, and stupid. sand usekss because they have not disaster enough to wake them The brightest surf that heave es is thrown over the sho' hestorm. You can -e a ouhChristian of sun alone. Then some very lines in tIN n of the rain ,youi e in life the blue orange. 3ingling all of th~e former makes a ot;andit takes all the shades, sadness, and vicissitudes of life ie-make the white lustre of a pure char'acter. gram that his plantation was in dan ger of being submerged by the floods hastened his departure. Only a week afterward I read this announcement in a New Orleans newspaper: "News of the terrible dirowning of Mr. -.-Blackman and his only daughter has just reached this place. It seem that his little girl had been playing near the river, which had r'is en to within twenty yards of the house. Mir. Blackman and his wife were busy packing up, preparatory to removal out of the r'each of the advancing waters, and the little one had slipped away from them una wares. They did not know of the danger she was in until, alarmed by her screams, her father ruished out, only to see her struggling ini the wa ter. He phumged in to save her, and both were drowned. II was pained anid siu'prised by the mournful newvs, and instantly recall ed the forebodings Blackman had imparted to mec that memorable night in the hotel. He had foretold his death. Was. it chanc-or fate. -F. L. STANTON. The Assessed Value of'Witfe. A recent opinion rendered by the Viginia Court of Appeal, sh ows that the law recogniz'es a graded val uation of wives. The complainant had sued for damages for the loss of his wife, who had been killed throuigh the negligence of the defendants. On the trial evidence tending to show that the deceased b ta been a supe ror wife was oft'ecJ, and. presuma bly inthweneed by this, the jur'y gave the comiplain1ant a verdict for .11000. The defendants objected to proof as to the char'acter of the wife, and ear rid the issue to the highest court of the State. The tribunal holds that such evi dence was perfectly proper as means of estimating the damage suffered by the husdand. "If the c'haracter and conduct of she wife." says the Court, "be such that her death will cause but little torrow,' suff'ering and mental anguish to the husband, thien the fair anid just proportion of the damages to beI awarded by the jiury, will be measur ed accordingly. But if on the eon trar," the Court added, "the w~ife he loving, tender and dutiful to her' husband: thriftyv. in du striou s, eco nomical and nrudent-as the evi. dence in this ease pr'oved~ Mr's. Me Connell to be-then he4r price is far above rubies. and the loss of' uch a wife, of such a helpmecet. of such in fluence, of such a blessed aind potentt ministry and comipanionlshipi, is a proper clement of ud~:iges to be cosidred by the jury in 11xim:~ the sol~tium to beC awarded to iil hus band for tearing her from his heart and home.''-Buffa'lo Saturday Ti A TALK WIT- CAPT. TL.MAN. He ~ G ives ' eportr soIIe' of lii vi. e f the Pei-, -was in A: ' i . 9 * to 11!.- cO i M'r. Ti lhu-ru. who is au en iu:i: : a inran. a d shor e . : ]fl (nwt II< the politivs o-f ihm! :I tira n k n who wHsel'ei himhin (1tuuphIg thn (aI. He -m fe ,ed itat Col. Y -. .. h li farer.: d Ir. n v y. .li -Thinther is nidx't re -uion b''ie s . o i to i i . ire. ae bot a!t and on ot C.:-l (1ran wil ao Ed t : ie al Iny phi. orm. T ll Alla ino to , Spitar poto. n iskt' themlo. oinet to spkf, tco, i I an IW Iwre. caonine mr. Tehihi. "Whait do yon thlinlk cf lolb's artv of friends he saw a brood of oung birds on the ground which a torm had blown from their nest. He lismounted from his horse, and after a aborious search found the nest and placed the birdlimgs snugly in their ittlc home. When he reached his ompanions and was chided by them or his delarv. he said: "I could not have slept to-night if I had not given those birds to their mother." In the social relations of life he was . a most exemplary man. He was a de voted husband. an indulging father, an obliging neighbor. and a faithful friend. Mrs. COl. Chapman, a lady who lived for a time in his family, pays this tribute to his private life: "Hie was all that a husband, father, neighbor should be, kind and affectionate to his wife and child, and pleasant to all around him. Never did -I hear him utter an unkind word." "His devotion to his wife and children." says George W. Julian, "was as abiding anl unbounded as his love of country." The strong attachment always mnani fested by him for his frieuds has often been remarked. -Rich and poor, great and humble, all were equally dear to himu and alike the recipients of his re gard and love. The Prince he treated like a man, the humblest man he treated like a Prince. Nothing in his career exhibits the greatness and noble ness of his character in a loftier degree than the cordial and unaffected manner at Washington, in the midst of wealth, and splendor, and refinement, in which lie was accustomed to receive and entertain the plain uncultured frieods of other days. A giant in stature and a lion in strength and courage, he possessed the gentleness of a child and the tende ness of a woman. The sufferin even of a stranger, would fill his with tears. and the death of a would overwhehn him. In hi ear his mother died, and fo his heart was desolate and he be consoled. In his 50th year sister, a lovely, fragileAower, blooming into womaan-Iood, dro and died, and life seeiaed purpos to him again. Of his four children, two died while he was living-Eddie, a fair-haired babe. and his beloved Willie. When death took these hissor. row was unutterable. The ultimate death of his young friend, the gallant Col. Ellsworth, at Alexandria, anf the death of his life long friend, the lamented Edwin F. Baker, at Ball's-Bluff, were bl ws that staggered him. At the death of his good friend, Bowlin Greene, he was chosef to deliver a funeral address. When the hour arrived and he stepped forward to perform the sacred task, his eyes fell upon the coffin of his dead friend and for a time he stood trans fixed-helpless and speechless. The :nlv tribute he could pay was a tribute of his tears. When he turned for the last time from the bedside of the beautiful Ann Rutledge, his betrothed, it was with a broken heart and a mind dethroned '"O: I can never be reconciled to have the snow, the rain, and the storm beat upon her grave," was the pitiful bur den of his plaint for weeks. Reason.. after a timc returned, but his wonted gladness never; and down throug~h all Ehose eventful years to that fatal April night when his own sweet life-blood nowly oozed away, beneath thaut spark ing surface of feigned mirth drifted ~he memnory and the agonies of that ~reat !Zn'ef. At th~e commenemnent ofthe Southern onlicet in pleading tones he said: 'We are not enemies. but friends." And at its close, notwithstanding all the cruel, bitter anga'ish he had endured those fog long years of fratricidal strife: "'With malice toward none, with charity for all," he died, and many a brave Confederate deplored The deep damnation of his taking When Stonewall Jackson d' toching tribute to his g said: "Let us forget his his fresh-made grave." ness of the night en a the peninsula he bent trate form of ai dying South, and, while the down his furrowed him with words of sy the dim rays of a lante from his lips a message and sent: it by a flag oft enemies' lines to be trans home. The narration of his man kindness and mercy while at ton would fill a volume. He lo rescue an erring soldier boy from aws of death and fill a mother's e with tears of joy. He loved to dispel the clouds of sorrow from a wife's sad heart and warm it with the sunshine of happiness. He loved to take the child of poverty upon his knee and plant althin its little breast the seeds of eon Iidence and hepe. Glorious apostie of huma . . When shall we look upon his like again? So honest, so truthful, so just, so charita ble, so loving, so mereiful! Law was his God, justice his creed. and liberty his heaven. It he sinned, mercy prompted hinm. In the presence of such a religion how contemptible your puny theologians and their narrow creeds appear: Born in a western wild, dying in a Nation's Capital, its honored chief, en shrined in th:e hea:rts of an admniring word, Abraham Liueol a stamb;s to-day the gentlest, purest, noblest character in human history. Millenniums may' pass away, unnutmbered geCnerations come and go ereedts risc and fall, but divne faith of freedom's martyr. am faith based upon immut..ble law, eternal justice, universai liberty, a faith formu ated not i'n perishable words but in immortal deedls. will live on through all the year's to come, a torch of hope to every son of toil. i. Stay of Proceedings. The St. Joseph (Mo.) Nces tells the ollowing story: The judge of one of St. Joseph's courts went to his home :he other afternoon, and becoming ac uainted with some flagrant net of his F-vear-old bo', summoned the lad into us presence. "Now, sir, take off y-our coat!'' he ;aid sternly. "I am going to give vou wiping that vou will remember as one as vou live.' "If it'picase your honor," said the bv. "we desire to ask for a stay of roeeings in this case ur.tai wc~ ean repare and 1i1e an apppieat)in for a ,hange of vernue to mother's court. )r appcation will ba .me on the >lef that this court has formed an pinion regarding the guilt of the de endant which can not be s:::ken by videce, and is therefore not compe nt to preide: in the case." Stay granted, and boy allowed "0 ents for attoruey's fees. Appointment Re~minduer. .A new conitriva:yhng he-a applie( watches eal;k~ d :a --antinnt r tinder." A smia i diali I> set into th 'atch's face upon wih ente can 5 JUST LIKE WOMEN. .x 'w. nn~o~c'n Strua:;1ie Over a Sim pie T.rzgraph Me3nae -ra y;i o'ngvr. They wer'e )retiv and tyl1iv dressed. A. car a to ath , Iourteeth street en Taile' of Wiii.LrdIs HIotel. awaiting heir pl1eas:ur e. It could only be Sup )osed(i that teirV were in very distress l fi 1nncial straits. Ih1ev sat .:t a ta in the reception 'oom of Wil's, devising. concoct Iu' an'(d iIstitutin a telegraph ines a'ge to send to some friend. The elder )ne did the writin- and scratching and -ewritmw: which lised up six or seven tern Union bfankis. The younger nleae11 closely over the scrivener --We will be there to-morrow. That was what they wanted to say. That was what they iid say in the very irst writin!. .But," FiId the younger, "if we say we are coing? -hioie we shall both have to sign it." Carrie and I will be there to-mor row." That was thc r-eslIt of much men tal effort spent in comiposing and Much physic:al exertion spent in eras Mig '"1 guess that will do." said the oungcr, and two seened to breathe with that freedom which tells of great responsibilities unshoullered. "Hold on." said the elder. at the cioor. "What?" asked the other. --Carrie and I will be there to-mor row." One, two, three, four, five, six. seven-only seven words." "Well!" -Why we have to ray as much for seven words as we do for ten." Here was more dilicultv. It would never do pay for ten words and send only seven. That would be a reckless ai wicked waste. 'ihey proposed many ways to lengthen it, but each time they talked of a new message on their ingers they found they had either too few or two many words. -Psimw!" sait the younger one; "why didn't. I think of it before? I have it.' Have vou? Have vou?" "-Why,of course!" Leave it just as it is and add -Yours. very truly."' If the young lady had had an inspir ation she could not hare looked prouder of it; and as for the older one. she simply looked on the sweet face before her as that of a wonderful be inI. 'Carrie and I will be there to-mor row. Yours, very truly," was the mes sage that -went through some operators bands yesterday afternoon. ATTAR OF ROSES. How It Is rrepared and How American Roses Wasto Their Sweetness. "Here y'are, gents! Here y'are!" velled the street fakir. "Here v'are, gents! The real genuine otter of roses, right fresh from the otter. the only living animal beside the musk-ox that gives up perfume for the hankychif! Here v'are! Otter of roses, fresh from the otter! Five cents a bottle!" A young mn:IrL in the crowd became Seized with an idea, says the N.Y. Sun. He went to the nearest drug store. ;How much is attar of roses a bot tie?"l he asked of the druggist. "It'll cost you $100 an ounce," said the drug man. "-The genuine India attar of roses is worth $100 an ounce." "Got anv?" asked the visitor. "Not to-day," said the drugist. "We're are just out." "What makes it cost so much?" "Well, one reason is,'' replied the druggist, "it takes 50,000 roses to make a single ounce of attar. If you can buy 50,000 roses for less than $100. then maybe you can knock the price of attar down. Attar of roses, young man, an't milked out of cows." It is made in India, although, if they only know it, they' could make it just as well in California. The sanm4 rose grows there from which th attar is distilled in India. I have seen huge hedge-rows near Sam ona, in California, so dense with these roses that the odor from them, on a warm sultry day, caused a felinz of peculiar faintness and oppressioi to the passer-by. This is the effect of the attar, which is dis tilled by the heat andl moist air, and is held suspended, as it were, in the at mosphere. "There is money in that cause of faintness and indolence, but in this country not only the sweetness, but the great value of the flower, is wasted on the desert air. In northern India ;he roses are regularly cultivated. They are planted in rows in the fiels, and require no particular care. When they begin to bloom they are plucked from the bushes before midday. The work is done by women and children, who seeir to regard it more as a pleas ure than a pursuit of labor. The rose leaves are distilled in twice their weight of water, which is then drawn off into open vessels. These are allowed to stand over night, being covered up with cloths to protect their contents from dirt and insects. In the morn ing the surface of ti.' water will be covered with a thin oily film. This is the rare attar of roses. It is skimmed oil vwith at inue feather and dropped in to vitals. This process is continued daily until the roses cease to bloomn. I don't see why any essenc or oil that requires the distilling of 5' i roses to till an ounce b)ottle hag' *t to have a good price set u-' Mn't you think so?" The Late John Jacob Astor. The following story. ilustrating the Astor philosophy in m oney' matters. is told of the late. John Jacob Astor, says the N. Y. Eccningj Su, by. the m:an who was the other attor in the scene. "I went to Mr Astor. lhe said. "with a business proposition wich demanded an investnient of i$100.000 on his part. Wal~ie lisiening to the putn he kept groping and feeling about on the flool for something ho seemed to have dropp::d When I had tinishedi he said readily: 'All right, go on with the affair;"I'll furnish the money.' At that instant a man entered to tell himu that one of his buildings had just burned down. "'That happens nearly ev'erv day,' he said, with the utmost unconcern, and went on feeling about with great care for that something on the carpet. "I finally asked him what he had dropped. -'Why,' lie said, raising his head and looking as woebegone as a small boy. I dropped 10 cents here a few moments go and I can't find it. if a man's uildings buru down. they~ are gone ud he can't help it and lhe is bound to et themi go. But a mian who deliber ttely thr.o'ws away 10 cents because he von't take the t'triule to lindl it is net o be for'giv'en. A Stern Reatlity. "You will flotce." said the manager f th ecompany, as he stepped in front f thei curtiu. 'that the~ pro'grammle la eee the send and third et.I' thi ca.s'l'here wil be no sup ositioIa T!: e '. ferl f this om:: na P'--ion of the age. :a~ atiii l be about even yei'r e can t.et the miat The lira ron i mulcan, wvhich a Sbeing bailn now, :s having put in an udder v.eighi ng twet-twov tonie, the~ t: