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VOL. VI.C MEETING IN HEAVEN. WE SHALL RECOCNIZE EACH OTHER IN THE OTHER WORLD. The Eloquent Discourse of Dr. Talmage on the Recognization of Friends and Rela tiTes in BeaT n. Dr. Talmwag! preached to an enor inous outdoor gathering at Wa a, Minn., on Sunday. His subject was, "Meeting Our Friends in Heaven." The eminent clergyman took for his text 2 Samuel, xii, 23: "I shall go to him." His rermon was as follows: There is a very sick child in the abode of David, the king. Disease, which stalks up the dark lane of the poor and puts its smothering hand on the lip and nostril of the wan and wasted, also mounts the palace stairs and. bending over the pillow, blows into the face of a young prince the frosts of pain and death. Tears are wine to the king of terrors. Alas! for David the king. He can neither sleep nor eat, and lies prostrate on his face, weeping and wailing until the palace rings with the outcry of woe. What are - courtly attendants, or victorious armies, or conquered ' ces, under such circumstances? t to any parent are splendid sur dings when his child is sick? en days have passed on. Then in t great house two eyelids are tly closed, two little handsfolded, ittle feet quiet, one heart still. servants come to bear the tidings king, but they cannot make up minds to tell himand they stand door whispering about the mat d David hears them and he and says to them, "Is the dead?" "Yes, he is dead." rouses himself up, washes him ts on new apparel, and sits food. What power hushed pst! What strength was it ed up that king whom grief ethroned? Oh, it was the ght that he would come again to the posession of that darling child. No grave digger's spade could hide him. The wintry blasts of death could not put out the bright light. There would be a forge somewhere that with silver hammer would weld the broken links. In a city where the hoofs of the pale horse never strike the pavement he would clasp his lost treasure. He wipes away the tears from his eyes, and clears the choking grief from his throat, and exclaims, "I shall go to him." Was David right or wrong? If we part on earth will we meet again in the next world? "Well," says some one, "that seems to be animpossibili ty. Heaven is so large a place, we never could fnd our kindred there." Going into some city, without having _.ppointed a time and place for meet ing, you might wander around for weeks and for months, and perhaps for years, and never see, each other, and heaven is vaster than all earthly cities together, and how are you go ing to fnd your departed friend in that country? It is so vast a realm.' John weno up on one mountain of inspiration, and he looked off upon the multitude, and he said, "Thou sands of thousands." Then he came upon a greater altitude of inspiration and looked off upon it again, and he3 said, "Ten thousand times ten thou-1 sand." And then he came on ahigh er mount of inspiration, and looked off again, and he said, "A hundred and forty and four thousand and thausands of toousand." And he. came on a still greater height of in spiration, and he looked off again, and exclaimed, "A great multitude that no man can number." Now, I ask, how are you goingtofnd your friends1 in such a throng as that? Is not this idea we have been entertaining, after all, afalsity? Is this noctrine of fu ture recognization of friends in heav en aguess, amyth, awhim, or is it3 a granitic foundation upon which the soul pierced of all ages may build a glorious hope? InRtense question!4 Every heart in this audience throbs1 right into it. There is in every soul here the tomb of at least one dead. Tremendous question! It makes the lip quiver, and the cheek flush, and the entire nature thrill: Shall we know each other there? I get letters almost every month askingme to discuss this subjet. Iget a letter in a bold, scholary hand, on gilt-edge paper, asking me to discuss this ques tion, and E say, "Ah! that is a curious man, and he wants a curious question solved." But I get another letter. It is written with a trenmbling hand, and on what seems to be a torn-out leaf of a book, and here and there is the mark of atear; and I say, "Oh, that is a broken heart and it wants to be comforted." The object of this sermon is to take this theory out of the region of surmise and speculation into the region of positive certainty. People say: "FIt would be very pleasant i that doctrine were true. I hope it may be true. Perhaps it is true. I wish it were true." But I believe that I can bring an accumulation of argument to bear upon this matter which will prove the doctrine of future recognition as plainly as that there is any heaven at all, and that the kiss of reunion at the celestial gate will be as certain as the dying kiss at the door of the sepulchre. Now, when you are going to build a ship you mxust get the right kind of timber. You lay the keel and make the framework of the very best mate rials, the keelson, stanchions, plank shear, counter timber-kneentransoms, all of solid oak. You may build a ship of lighter material, but when the cyclone comes on it will go down. -Now we may have a great many beau tiful theories about the future world, built out of our own fancy, and they thay do very well as long as we have smooth sailing in the world, but when me storms of sorrow come upon us, and the hurrcane of death, we will be swamped-we will be foundered. We want a theory built out of the solid oak of Gods eternal word. SThe doctrine of future recognition . snot so often positively stated in the Word of God as implied, and you know, my friends, that that is, after all, the strongest mode of affrmation. Your friend travels in foreign lands. .He comes home. He does not begin byaning withon~ to prove that there are such places as London and Stockholm and Paris and Dresden and Berlin, but his conversation im plies it. And so this Bible does not so positively state this theory as, all up and down its chapters, it takes it for granted. What does my text imply? "I shall go to him." What con solation would it be to David to go to his child if he would not know him. The Bible indicates, over and over again, that the angels know each oth er; and then the Bible says that we are to be higher than the angels, and if the angels have the power of rec ognition, shall not we, who are to be higher ihan they in the next realm, have as gu d eyesight and as good capacity'? What did Christ mean, in his conversation with Mary and Martha, when he said, "Thy broth er shall rise again?" It was as much as to say, "Don't cry. ~Don't wear yourself out with this trouble. You will see him again. Thy brother' shall rise again." The Bible de scribes heaven as a great home circle. Well, now, that would be a very queer home circle where the mem bers did not know each other. The Bible describes death as a sleep. If we know each other before we go to sleep, shall we know each other after we wake up? Oh, yes. We will know each other a great deal better then than now, "for now," says the apostle, "we see through a glass darkly, but then face to face." It will be my purified, enthroned, and glorified body gazing on your purifi ed, enthroned, and glorified body. Now, I demand, if you believe the Bible, that you take this theory of future recognition out of the realm of speculation and surmise into the re ,ion of positive certainty, and no nore keep saying, "I hope it is so; I have an idea it is so; I guess it is so." Be able to say, with all the cencen rated energy of body, mind and oul, "I know it is so." There are, in addition to these Bi ble arguments, other reasons why I iccept this theory. In the first place, because the rejection of it im >lies the entire obliteration of our nemory. Can it be possible that we 0hall forget forever those with whose ;alk, look, manner we have been so ] ong familiar? Will death come and 'ith a sharp keen blade hew away ,his faculty of memory? Abraham' aid to Dives, "Son, remember." If ;he excited and lost remember, will tot the enthroned remember?. Again: - I accept the doctrine of turerecognitionbecause the world's xpectancy afirms it. In all lands d ages this theory is received. hat form of religion planted it? ] .1o form of religion, for it is received j mder all forms of religion. Then, argue, a sentiment, a feeling, an nticipation, universally planted, nust have been God-implanted, and 1 f God-implanted, it ir rightfully im- i anted. Socrates writes: "Who I ould not part with a great deal to < >urchase a meeting with Orpheus and ] Iomer? If it be true that this is to )e the consequence of death, I could even be able to die often." Among he Danes, when a master dies his ;ervant sometimes stabs himself that ie may serve his master in the future orld. Cicero, living before Christ's ~oming, said: "0 glorious clay when shall retire from this low and sor- 1 id scene, to associate with the di-, ine assemblage of departed spirits, 1 nd not only with the one Ihave just 1 ow mentioned, but my dear Cato,i he best of sons and most faithful of< en. If I seemed to bear his death 1 ith fortitude, it was by no means] hat I did not most sensibly feel the 1 0ss I had sustained. It~ was because: was supported by the consoling re-< ection that we could not long be eparated." The Norwegian believes t. The Indian believes it. The ] 'reenlander belie'-es it. The Swissi elieves it. The Turk believes it. Un er every sky, by every river, in every one, the theory is adopted; and so I ;ay a principle universally implanted mst be God-implanted, and hence a ight be'lief. The argument is irre ~istible.] Again: I adopt this theory be-. ~ause there are features of moral, ~emperament and features of the < ~oul that 'will distinguish us forever. ow do we know each other in this vorld? Is it merely by the color of i 'he eye, or the length of the hair, or< 'he facial proportions? Oh, no. It1 s by the disposition as well as by atural afnity, using the word in the: very best sense and not in the bad 1 ense, and if in the dust our body. hould perish anid lie there forever, I ad there should be no resurrection, still the soul has enough features andi the disposition has enough features o make us distinguishable. I can mderstand how in sickness a man vill become so delirious that he will iotknow hisown friends but will we be lasted with such insufferable idiocy, hat, standing beside our friends for all eternity, we will never guess who hey are? There is a mother before the throne f God. You say her joy is full. Is it? You say there can be no aug mentation of it. Cannot there be? Her son was a wanderer and a vaga bond on the earth when that good mother died. He broke her old heart. She died leaving him in the wilderne'ss of sin. She is before the throne of God now. Years pass and that son repents of his crimes and gives his heart to God and becomes a useful Christian, and dies and en ters the gates of heaven. You tell me that that mother's joy canrot be augmented. Let them confront each other, the son and the mother. "Oh," she says to the angels of God, "re joice with me! The dead is alive again, and the lost is found. Halle lujah! I never expected to see this lost one come back." The Bible says nations are to be born in a day. When China comes to God will it not know Dr. Abeel? When India comes will it not know Dr. John Scudder? When the In dians come to God will they not know David Brainerd? I see a soul entering heaven at last with covered face at the idea that it has done so little for Christ, and feel ing borne down with unworthiness, and it says to itself, "I have no right: to be here." A voice from a throne says, "Oh, you forget that Sunday' school class you invited to Christ! I was one of them." And another voice says, "You forget that poor man to whom you gave a loaf of bra and told of the heavenly bread. I was that man." And an other says, "You forget that sick one to whom you gave medicine for the body and the soul. I was that one." And then Christ, from a throne over topping all the rest, will say, "Inas much as ye did it to one of the least of these, you did it to me." And then the seraphs will take their harps from the side of the throne and cry, "What song shall it be?" And Christ bending over the harpers, shall say, "It Shall be the Harvest H amer!" One more reason why I am disP0 ed to accept this doctrine of the fu ture recognition is that so many in their last hour on earth have confirm ed this theory. I speak not of per sons who have been delirious in their last moments and knew not what they were about, but of persons who died in calmness and placidity, and who were not naturally superstitious. often the glories of heaven have struck the dying pillow, and the de parting man has said he saw and heard those who had gone away from him. How often it is in the dying moments parents see their departed children and children see their de parted parents! I came down to the banks of the Mohawk river. It was evening and I wanted to go over the river, and so I waved my hat and shouted, and after awhile I saw some one waving on the opposite bank, and I heard him shout, and the boat came across. and I got in and was transported. And so I suppose it will be in the evening of oar life. We will come down to the river of leath and give a signal to our friends >n the other shore, and they will ive a signal back to us, and the boat omes, and our departed kindred are he oarsmen, the fires of the setting lay tinging the tops of the paddles. Oh, have you never sat by such a leathbed? In that hour you hear ;he departing soul cry, "Hark! look! Eou hearkened and you looked. A ittle childkpining away because of the leath of its mother, getting weaker ad weaker every day, was taken into he room where hung the picture of ier mother. She seemed to enjoy ooking at it, and then she was taken way, and af ter awhile died. In the ast moment that wan and wasted lit le one lifted her hands, while her ace lighted up with the glory of the ext world, and cried out, "Mother!" Zou tell me she did not see her nother? She did. So in my first ettlement at Belleville a plain man aid to me, "What do you think I ieard last night? I was in the room here one of my neighbors was dying. le was a good man, and he said he eard the angels of God singing be 'ore the throne. I haven't much )oetry about me, but I listened and [heard them too.' Said I, 'I have no loubt of it.' - Why, we are tobe taken p to heaven at last by ministering pirits. Who are they to be? souls hatwent upfrom Madras, or Antioch, )r Jerusalem? Oh, no; our glorified dndred are going to troop around us. Heaven is not a stately, formal )lace, asI sometimeshear it described, very frigidity of splendor, where eople stand on cold formalities and o round about with heavy crowns of old on their heads. No, that is not ay idea of heaven. My idea of heaven n more like this: You are seated in he evening-tide by the fireplace, your rhole family there, or nearly all of hem there. While you are seated alking and enjoying the evening hour here is aknock at the door and the tor opens, and there comes in a rother that has been long absent. Ie has been absent for years, you ave not seen him, and no sooner do on make up your mind that it is ~ertainly he, than you leap up, and he question is who shall give him the rst embrace. That is my idea of eaven-a great home circle where her are waiting for us. Oh, will you ot know your mother's voice there ? he who always called you by your rst name long after others had given ~ou the formal "mister ?" You were ever anything but James, or John, r George, or Thomas, or Mary, or 3orence to her. Will you not know -our child's voice ? She of the bright ~ye, and the ruddy cheek, and the uet step, who came in from play ad flung herself into your lap, a very hower of mirth and beauty ? Why, he picture is graven in your soul. It ~annot wear out. If that little one ~hould stand on the other side of ~ome heavenly hill and call to you, ou would hear her voice above the urst of heaven's great orchestra. Enow it? You could not help but ow it.. -Now I bring you this glorious con olation of futurerecognition. If you ~ould get this theory into your heart t would lift a great many shadows hat are stretching across it. When : was a ladlIused to go out to the ~airoad track and put my ear down )n the track. and I could hear the ex ress train rumbling miles away, and oming on; and today, my friends, if e only had faith enough we could ut our ear down to the grave of our ead, and listen and hear in the dis ance the rumbling on of the chariots f resurrection victory. 0 heaven! Sweet heaven! You do not spell eaven as you used to spell it. You ised to spell it h-e-a-v-e-n, heaven. But now when you want to spell that word you place side by side the faces f the loved ones who are gone, and n that irridiation of .light and love, ad beauty and joy you spell it out as ever before, in songs and hallelujahs. Oh, ye whose hearts are down un der the sod of the cemetery, cheer up t .the thought of this reunion ! Oh ! how much you will have to tell them when once you meet them! How much you have been through since you saw them last! On the shining shore you will talk it all over. The heartaches. The loneliness. The sleepless nights. The weeping until you had no more power to weep, be cause the heart was withered and dried g~p. Story of vacant chair, and empty cradle, and little shoe only half worn out, never to be worn again, just the shape of the foot that once pressed it. And dreams when you thought that the departed had come back again, and the room seemed bright with their faces, and you started up to greet them, and in the effort the dream broke and you found yourself standing amid-room in the midnight-alone. Talking it all over and then, hand in hand, walking up and down in the light. No sorrow, no tears, no death. Oh, heaven! friends are. Heaven where we ex pect to be. Oh, how different it is on earth from the way it is in heaven when a Christian dies! We say "Close his eyes." In heaven they say, "Give him a palm." On earth we say, "Let him down in the ground." In heav en they say, "Raise him on a throne." On earth it is, "Farewell, farewell." In heaven it is, "Welcome, welcome." And so I see a Christian soul coming down to the river o death, and he steps into the river, and the water .,meIfs to the ankl2. He says, "Lord Jesus, is this death?" "No," says Christ, "this is not death." And he wades still deeper down into the wa ters until the flood comes to the knee and he says, "Lord Jesus, tell me. tell me, is this death?" And Christ says, No, no, this is not death." And he wades still further down until the wave comes to the girdle and the soul says, "Lord Jesus, is this death?" "No," says Christ, "this is not." And deeper in wades the soul till the bil low strikes the lip, and the departing one cries, "Lord Jesus, is this death?" "No," says Christ, "this is not." But when Christ has lifted that soul on a throne of glory, and the pomp and joy of heaven came surging to its feet, then Christ says: "This, oh transported soul! This is death!" A WILD RIDE Passengers on an Express Have a Sensa tion-An Engineer Locked In aMad Fire man's Arms-A Thrilling btory of a Hair Breadth Escape from Death. JAMsvMLE, Wis., July 16.-The passengers onthe Chicago and North western express had a wild ride yes terday while a struggle for life and death was going on between the fire man and engineer. On the floor of the locomotive cab lay Engineer Steve Hobetting, powerless in the grasp of a maniac. The insane man, bis face blackened by coal dust, his lothing stripped from his body, in the life and death struggle, brandish ed a wrench, which he had clutched from the engineer's tool 'box. Both bis arms were in the grasp of the de pairing man beneath him, but the men on the depot platform at Cly man, one of the towns through which he train passed, could see that he bad nearly freed himself, and that in another moment, unless some help hould come, the murderous blow of the wretch would fall. The maniac was Fireman C. L Rastings. Near Watertown he had tepped from the cab to the tender o cool off. He did not return, and Engineer Hotetting reached back rom his seat, pulled aside the cab mrtain, and looked out. As the cur bain moved aside Hastings bounded n from the tender and clutched the gineer about the neck, and threw im headlong to the swaying foot board. There the two struggled as the train dashed on at a full rate of peed. The engine left without fresh fuel, was slowly losing steam, but rushed n at a rate that could mean nothing less than a fearful tragedy at the first switch. As the train swept past Clyman without stopping the passengers and brain crew realized that something was wrong, and a party hurried for ward. Writhing and struggling unong the blocks of coal on the ten ler, they saw the engineer and his maniac assailant. The latter was ,verpowered and taken to-the bag ~age car. A moment after he fain ~ed. Consciousness did not return intl twelve hours had elapsed. The iot weather is given as the cause of is insanity, and there are fears that ie cannot recover. - IN BATTLE A RRAY fhree Hundred Blacks Armed With Win chesters Threaten to Clean up the Whites in Revenge for the Recent Trouble...Quiet Restored.] BiwsEn, July 15.-News from:i Eearse, a township in Barnwell coun y, where the race trouble occurred some months ago, is to the effect that ~here is more trouble between the aces. A man just in from Kearse states that over 300 negroes, armed with new Winchester rifles, had lathered, and that serious trouble was anticipated. One negro had been killed, and several of both races were injured. At 9 p. m. a white mili bary company left this place for the scene of the trouble, and the whites will be remnforced by those from the surrounding counties. No cause is .ssigned for the trouble beyond the bad blood between the races, caused by the riot some time ago. BLACEVILLE, S. C., July 16.-The prompt and determined action of the white people of Barnwell county pre vented any further trouble at the Kearse settlement. Most of the de tachment of militia who went to Kearse's at the pleading call from the people, have returned from the scene of the trouble: An Associated Press representative saw the Captain of the relief squad, and from him ob tained the latest information from the scene. He said: "I have not the slightest doubt but that there would have been very seri ous trouble at Kearse's had not our squad arrived promptly on the field. The news that aid had been sought and was coming was diffused andthe negroes, if they at any time had des perate intentions, abandoned them, for the present at least. The fight and show of determination on the part of the whites of the county it is thought by all, had its effect upon the negroes and no further trouble is inticipated. The negroes have all returned to their work. Eleven ne groes ambushed several young white men but they all left and cannot be. found. The body of Gantt, the ne gro who was riddled with bullets, was viewed by many of the negroes. There is no excitement in the neigh borhood. The colored women, who are generally the most boisterous, talk quietly about the conflict. If possible the ambushers will be ar rested. Several white men were wounded, but they are getting along as well as could be expected. Kearse is probably fatally wounded. Medi cal assistance from Charleston has WOMEN LAID BRUIN OUT Brave Fight of Two Molus Eiver Matrons - Both Unhurt. VAxCEBoRo, Me., July 17.-There is still a little of the old time pioneer spirit to be. found among the women of the present day who live in the sparsely settled regions in this sec tion. It has cropped out no more plainly than in a thrilling incident at Molus River, a provincialtown, a few nights since, in which two women were the heroines. Roderick McDonald, who lives in one of the remote parts of the settlement, was absent from home, leaving his wife and sister as the sole defenders of his household, and most iaccessfully did they show that they were able to cope with the task. Just at dusk the two women, who were busy about their household duties, were suddenly attracted by a bellowing agg the cattle in the barnyard. ey listened for a mo ment and were convinced that the noises were those of terror among the animals. Without the slightest hesitation the women armed themselves with the only weapons at hand, an axe and a pitchfork. and sallied forth to meet the foe, and a most formidable op ponent they found. Only a few steps had been taken before they saw an enormous black bear, who stood aggressively await ing them. At either side of him lay an ox, which had fallen under his heavy blows, while the rest of the cattle were huddled closely in one corner of the yard, bellowing. piteous ly in their fright. The women lost no time. Mrs. McDonald, excited at the sight of the dead animals, rushed at the bear with a pitchfork and thrust it deep into his neck. A roar of mingled anger and pain followed, and witha sweep of his paw he struck the weapon from her hands and sent it rattling on the other side of the yard. The other womanhad not been idle in the meantime, and as the bear made this movement she struck at him with an axe, disabling one of his forelegs, Mrs. McDonald ran for her pitchfork, recovered it, and the two plucky women then went at bruin with hammer and tongs. Mrs. McDonald worried him with the pitchfork in while her companion did deadly exe cution with the axe The battle was short and sharp, and the bear was dead in a few mo ments. He.was very large and old, and two hunters with rifles would have considered him a good capture. The women had their clothes badly torn, but beyond a few scratches and the fright, suffered no injury. HIS~DYtNG CONFESSION. Dick Hawe's Statemeat About, Killing His Wife and Daughter. The written confession of Dick Hawes, the notorious wife and child murderer, will never be published in book form, as was expected. The following details, which are contained in the confession, clear up some of the mysteries of the crime, and are now made public for the first time. Hawes states in the confession that he did not contemplate the mur ders until Friday night before they were committed on Saturday night. It was then his wife refused to leave the city, as she had promised to do, and the plan of putting her out of the way for good was quickly decided on. Detectives have hunted in vain for the conveyance Hawes was supposed to have used to remove her body to the lake, and his confession clears up that part of the mystery. His wife and children were induced to drink liquor until both were intoxicated, and then, under some pretext, they were taken to the lake and murdered on the banks, and their bodies were thrown in. They were not killed at the house, as it has always been supposed. He says the negro woman, FannieBryant, who was convicted as his accomplice, assisted him from beginning to end, and when the bloody work was finish ed, they swore a terrible oath never to betray each other's secret. The confesfion admits that Fanny Bryant told the truth in her testi mony that Hawes took little May from her house on Monday. night. May would have been murdered on Saturday night, but they could not induce her to drink the liquor, and another plan had to be adopted to get rid of her. In concluding the confession Hawes wrote that he fully deserved the late in store for him, and he wanted no one else to die for his cr-ime. A Dangerous Trick. Commina, S. C., July 14.-On Sun day night a party of younir negroes fiding John Robinson, a fifteen year old boy, asleep on a bridge near the outskirts of the city, they determined to play a trick on him. A quantity of heavy paper was procured and saturated with kerosene oil, and se curely tied around the naked legs of the sleeper. A light was then ap plied. The boy sprang up and the fames ran up his legs. He screamed for assistance, and a white man liv ing near by, with his hands, tore the burning paper and clothing off. The boy is very dangerously injured, and his~rescuer hadhis hands serious y burned. -Two freight cars loaded with six teen tons of powder exploded at King's Mills, 0., Tuesday afternoon, causing the explosion of the cartridge factory, which set fire to thee 1-round ing buildings, about ten of which were destroyed, and killing six per sons and wounding twenty men and women. --ugo Blindsee, aged 50, and his two sons, Hugo, aged 6, and Max, aged 12, were struck by a train at the crossing at the corner of Pauliva and Kinsie street, Chicago, on Tues day night and fatally injured. The sudden closing of the guard gates penned the unfortunate trio helpless ly on the tracks in front of the comn tng train. -The President has signed th silve bill a iti now in full foi-ce A MOONSHINE MURDER. APPARENT CLEARING UP OF THE AS SASSINATION OE BEN ROSS. "Little Bill" Howard Makes a Confession His Cousin the Man Who Fired the Fatal Shot-Ross Killed for Treason to Block aders. (Greenville News.) The mystery surrounded the kil ling of Ben Ross, in February, 1388, has at last been cleared up by the confession of William L. Howard, who was arrested last week charged with the murder and is now in jail. Ben Ross, the murdered man, was a moonshiner and was a member of one of the strongest and most secret moonshine organizations in the world. It is not known whether a regular organization exists, but it is known that it is next to impossible to convict anyone arrested for reve nue offenses, and that a criminal can hide from the officers for years in the wountain fastnesses. The fate of a traitor is death and this is so well known that not a man dares to com municate with a revenue officer, and if once seen talking to one he is un der the ban of suspicion forever. Every stranger entering the county is a suspect and he had better quick ly prove himself not a revenue officer r a detective. The sheriff and oth er county officers are received with bospitality and the people have often ssisted Sheriff Gilreath in making -rests for ofenses against State law. Dn the most serious charges the man wanted has been known to come to the sheriff and surrender, and if there were others implicated, the arrested nan would go out and bring them in. 1 revenue officer is most bitterly ha ed, and the people consider that the naking and selling of whiskey is a privilege that the United States gov ,rnment has no right to interfere with. They resort to any desperate easures to protect themselves. On the day when Ben Ross was dlled he had been to the city as a witness in a revenue trial before ommissioner Hawthorne. There were a number of people from the ame section in the commissioner's >ffice. Some of them heard Ben Ross ;ay that he was getting tired of the >ld ring and if things did not go bet er he intended to break it up by tel ing the whole thing to the revenue )fficers. It seems that Ross had >een suspected, and his remarks in ;he court room reached his section tlhead of him. While sitting in front )f the fireplace at his home that ight, he was instantly killed by a ;hot throuph a window. Several ar -ests were made, but it was impossi )le to unravel the mystery, and all hose arrests were dismissed at the reliminary hearings. "Little Bill" Howard's confession vas made freely and voluntarily a ew days ago and was written down. le was advised not to make it, but aid he knew what the consequnces ould be. Howard confesses that ie was present when Ross was kil ed and that William K. Howard, dias "Big Bill" Howard, a first :ousin. was the murderer. He says hat "Big Bill" spoke to him a dozen imes about killing Ross'and that he -efused to have anything to do with t. "Big Bill" told him that if he lid not go along with him he would dHl him (Howard.) "Big Bill" had a louble-barrelled shot gun and wan ed him to take a weapon, but he re used. They went to Ross's house, md "Big Bill" went up on the piazza wile "Little Bill" stood near by. Lter the shooting the'two men walk xd about a hundred yards and then eparated, "Big B~ill" going home Lnd "Little Bill" to the house of Mr. doon. As the two men walked away from Ross' house "Big Bill" aid to his companion thathe thought le "got him that time." D~eputy Marshal Fisher has been mohing up the case. "Big Bill" Toward is hiding in the neighbor iood of his home and could not be ound by Sheriff Gilreath on Sunday. [t is said, however, he will surren jer. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ A Wonderful Stone. Krnes-ros, Ga., July 14.-Mr. John EcCraney, hivingnearhere, has found i most wonderful stone. While long on a sandbar in the Etowaha -iver, he saw something shining ith the most brilliant of lights just x one side of him. He stopped his low and went to pick it up. It was I clear white stone, the size of an agg, reflecting in one way all the col rs of the rainbow. Turning it over ie colors took on the character of a spirit level, following each other up through the centre of the rock till all were gathered in one end. Mr. Mc raney has been offered $1,000 for it but refused it. He will take it to tlanta to have it tested. It may be i diamond. It emits a perfectly white light in the dark. What Congress Has Done. The present Congress cannot be sharged with not having done any thing. It has dohe much. Much that will have to be undone, and much that the people will have cause to regret. It has doomed to de struction all that has been accom pished by half a dozen wars and the wisdom of 100 years of statesnan ship. It has done too much. The people should give it an eternal rest, if they are ever again permitted to go to the polls and vote.-Cincinnati Enquirer. -During a marriage ceremony e cently in a church at Christiansourg, Va., a goat deliberately walked n and interrupted the ceremony by giv - ing the groom a grand send-off win. his head. The bride fled tothe pulpit for safety. -A special to the Louisville Even ing Times from New Albany, Indi ana, says: The Gosport accommoda tion train on the Menon route colli ded with a freight train at Smith vil, a flag station eight miles south of Bloomington at 8:30 o'clock. Ten lives are lost. --A lettaN from Pension Commais sioner Raumi sent to the Senate. in response to a resolution of inquiry shows that the total number of pen sions at all the agencies was 537,479 i ns ay3 last. DEATH FLEW FAST. SUDDEN AND AWFUL STORM ON A WISCONSIN LAKE. A Steamer Overtaken and Capsized-MIen, Women and Children Thrown Struggling into Raging Water-Awful Scenes of the Tempest-Rescuing Parties at Work. LAZ: CITY, MINe., July 16.-Sunday night just before dark a disastrous cyclone bore down upon this com munity, and in a few minutes nearly two hundred people were killed. What appeared to be an ordinary electric storm was noticed coming from the west, but in half an hour the whole heavens were converted into a lightning lined black canopy of dseath. A little before dark a ter rific wind struck the village, driving every one in doors. Trees were up rooted, buildings wrecked and much damage done in the short time the storm lasted. In a few moments news was abroad that an excursion boat -with over two hundred people on it was capsized in the middle of Lake Peppin. The boat was the steamer "Zawing," which came down from the Lake Diamond Bluff, a small place about seventeen miles north of here, on an excursion to the encampment of the First Regiment of National Guards, which is being held a mile below the city. The steamer started back on the homeward trip about eight o'clock and although there were signs of an approaching storm it was not con sidered in any way serious and no danger was anticipated. The boat was crowded to its fullest capacity, about 150 men, women and children from Red Wing and Diamond Bluff being on board and about fifty people on a barge which was attached to the side of the steamer. When about opposite Lake City the boat began to feel the effects of the storm but the officers kept on their way. The storm increased as the boat con tinued up the lake and in fifteen min tes was at its height. Nearing Cen tral Point, about two miles above Lake City the steamer was at the mercy of the waves whichwere wash ing over the boat, and all was con fusion. The boat momentarily ran on a bar and the barge was cut loose nd the steamer again set adrift into the like. A number jumped over board and swam ashore. As the barge loated again into deep water those n the barge saw the steamer as it was carried helplessly out into the middle of the lake and as they were being tossed about on raging waters were borrified to see th steamer capsized and its cargo of 150 people thrown into theJake. The barge remained-there until they were- drifted near -hore swam ashore. There were a number of ladies who were brought to the beach by strong andready swimmers. As soon as the 4torm struck the boat Captain Weathein gave instruc tions to run the boat into the Wis onsin shore, but it was too late. The waves were too strong to permit the working of the rudder. After the barge was cut away it was carried to the middle of the lake and boats ere lowered by the crew and the more cool headed passengers were evoted to preparations for the worst. A dozen or more secured the few ife preservers that were to be found nd jumped into the water, preferring to take their chances. In five min utes more the waves began to wash into the boat and fill the lower decks hile haistones as large as hen's eggs came down upon the heads of the people, while a huge wave struck the craft on the side at the same oment that a terrific blast of wind, more horribly forcible than the others, came up and carried the boat ver. All of the people on board, 150 or more, were thrown into the water, some being caught underneath and others thrown into the water. The boat turned bottom upwards, and only about twenty-five people were observed floating on the surface. lhese caught hold of the upturned bottom, those first securing a posi tion assisting others. In fifteen min utes more twenty-five or thirty who had obtained safety on the boat could observe no others. After the crew and passengers had made a thorough search in the im mediate viicinity of the boat they be gn a more extensive search. After ward, however, as a flash of lightning lighted the surface of the lake,by the| brilliant light the dress of a drown ing woman or child was observed, but it was impossible for those who witnessed the horrible sight to render any aid. Those remaining began to call for help from the shore. Soon the storm began to abate and in a half hour lights were observed flitting about on the shore near where the steamer had been drifted before help could reach it. The poor crea tures who remained to tell the horrors of the night were again compelled to suffer further horrors of the elements. A hail storm burst with no word of warning, and as they were just be ginning to hope that kaey would be taken off by the citizensof Lake City, the boat again turned over, this time on its side and all of the twenty'-five passengers were hurled into the water and drowned before they could be brought to the boat by those who succeeded in remaining afloat and holding on the ship's side. It RequiresI a Head. A.: "Preaching don't require much head work." B.: "That's what I thought until I read in a paper the other day that a colored preacher had. conquered a stubborn mule by butting him." Very Inliterate. Policemau: "Excuse mc, Major, but isnt that your dog" Maor B.:- "Certainly. Policeman: "You see what the sign says-'No dogs allowed in this parks Major B.: -Yes, but that dog cant read he i~s very illiterate. Good moring, sir. -Nicholas Ostello, the oldest citizen of Massachusetts, died on Sunday, aged 108 years. He was an rihman anrd a stalwart Democrat. Effect of Heat Upon Crops. The weather is beyond man's con trol. He can neither make it hot or cold, wet or dry. But he can modify these in part or more strictly speak ing, can modify their effects, and he can rrange and regulate his opera tions with reference to them. Inthis consists the real skill of the farmer, and upon it depends his success. At tention is called to this matter now, because the wide-spread heat of late has borne heavily on the crops, and farmers have a most excellent oppor tunity of noting the effect that dis tance or the lack of distance between plants has had upon the crops. Not only his own crops but those of his neighbors are open to his inspection. As he travels along the road, on any mission whatever, let him keep his eyes open and look carefully forfacts bearing on this matter. People must look for ideas, as well as for things, if they expect to find them. The ob servant man has no better eyes than other people, but he has an active brain behind his eyes that is con stantly interpreting the facts he sees, bringing them together and estab lishing their relations. Whenhesees a stalk of corn or cotton suffering from heat, he does not stop with the thought simply that heat has done it, but proceeds to inquire whether the effect of the heat has been increased by the character of the soil, by the manner in which it was prepared and was cultivated-by the kind of manure applied and by the manner in which it was applied, by the great er or less quantity of soil from.which the plant culd draw moisture to-re place that which the heat is taking from its leaves. He notes that plants growing by the side of streams or on damp -soils make finest growth when the sun is ottest. Mere heat alone then is not the trouble; heat is good when ac sompanied with other needed things. mong all these other needed things ttention is now directed to the dis ;ance given plants. As you pass bout note the condition and appear ince of crops that have been planted t different distances. Note the ef ect of wide and narrow rows and of lifferent spacing in the rows. The most advanced farmers now plant in ,vide rows-three and a half to four eet. The old timers plant in two o two az-1 a hali feet iow's. Proba >ly both easses exist in your neigh borhood. Note hoiv their respective rops have stood the intense heat. All the different modes of planting Ld cultivating crops which you may ee, are so many experiments that -ou may study to advantage. Neigh >orhood clubs, that hold meetings ,t farms of members, that inspect and catechise, a2 e most admirable .gencies for increasing knowledge. If not a member of such a club, m pect for yourself every farm along >wner whenever you have opportu ity.-W. L. Jones in Atlanta Con titution. A Modern Need for Sleep. There is not one man or woman in [0,000 who can afford to do without even or eight hours' sleep. 'All those stories written about great men and women, who sleep only ~hree or four hours a night, n.ake very interesting reading, but I tell ~-ou, my readers, no man or woman ever yet kept health in body and nind for a number of years with less Lhan seven hours' sleep. Americans eed more sleep than they are get ing. This lack makes them so nerv us, and the insane asylums so popu Lous. If you cannot get to bed till [ate then rise late. It mnay be as hristian for one man to rise at 8 as it is for another to rise at 5. I coun el my readers to get up when they ire gested. But let the rousing bell e rung at least thirty minutes be ore your public appearance. Phy sicians say that a sudden jump out f bed gives irregular motion to. the ulse. It takes hours to get overa too sudding rising. Give us time~ fer you call us to roll over, gaze at the world full in the face, and look before you leap.-Talmage in the ome Journal. The Old MIan Looked Ahead. Chicago clerk-I would like to ave the day offtomoirow. Employer--Why, you are rather : soon about asking for holiday. You aven't been working here but a week. Clerk-I would not ask, but I'm to:. be married. Employer-Tut! Take two hours t dinner to-morrow; that's plenty of time. If you can do that I won't mind letting you offa week when you go to get your divorce.-Memphis Avalanche. All the Comforts of Home. "Now, here is an advertisemaent that looks promising," said a young man who was looking for lodgings. "What is that ?" "It says 'all the comfortsof home.'' "Dont chance it. It means that you can smell onions frying in the kitchen, be invited to help amuse the baby and have the pleasure of hear some weak-voiced girl play and sing hymns on an organ all Sunday after noon."-Louisville Courier-Journal. -Dr. Charles K. Barlow, one of th leading dentists of Poughkeepsie1 N. Y., has taken no food of any kind except a glass of milk or a cup of cof fee each day for forty-five days. When he began fasting he weighed 243 pounds andmeasured forty inches around the body- He no .v weighs 201 pounds and measures thirty-sixinches around th.e body. -Jay Dould has given about two acres of land in Broadway, Irvingtonl- 1 ox-the-Hdson, to the Protestant Episcopa and Prebyterian churches For a lofi" time these churches hav~e vainly endeavored to get possession of this property. Mr-. Gould bought it and gave it to them mn equal parts. as it lies between the two' churches. -Two freight cars loaded with six teen tons of powder exploded at Kings Mill, 0., late Tuesday after noon, causing the- explosion of. a cartridge factory, burning severat houses and killing six persons and and wounding twenty men and wo -men.-ro nthe wounded have since