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VOL. VII MANNING, S. C., WEDNESDAY, JULY 15. 1891. NO. 30. GOSPEL OF THE WEAiTHER. DR. TALM AGE PREACHES ON THE COMPLAINTS ABOUT THE RAIN. The Wonderful Imagery of the Book of Job.How the Study of It 1Ha% Made Weak Men Into Infidels -Never Wade Into a MysterY Over Yout Head. BROOKLYN, July 5.-Dr. Talmage's sermon today is on a kind of gospel in which few people believe. The weather is a common object of complaint and fault finding, but Dr. Talmage finds a gospel in it, which today he proclaims from the text, "Hath the rain a father?" Job xxxviii, 28. This Book of Job has been the sub jett of unbounded theological wrangle. Men have made it the ring in which to display their ecclesiastical pugilism. Some say that the Book of Job is a true history; others, that it is an allegory; others, that it is an epic poem; others. that it is a drama. Some say that Job lived eighteen hundred years before Christ, others say that he never lived at all. Some say that the author of this book was Job; others, David; others, Solomon. The discussion has landed some in blank infidelity. Now, I have no trouble with the Books of Job or Revelation-the two most mysterions books in the Bible-because of a rule I adopted some years ago. I wade down into a Scripture passage as long as I can touch bottom, and when I cannot then I wade out. I used to wade in until it was over my head and then 1 got drowned. I study a passage of Scripture so long as it is a comfort and help to my soul, but when it be comes a perplexity and a spiritual up turning 1 quit. In other words, we ought to wade in up to our heart, but never wade in until it is over our head. No man should ever expect to swim across this great ocean of divine truth. I eo down into that ocean as I go down into the Atlantic ocean at East Hamp ton, Long Island, just far enough to bathe; then I come out. I never had any idea that with my weak hand and loot I could strike my way clear over to Liverpool. GOD'S MYSTERIOUS GOVERN-MENT. I suppose you understand your family genealogy. You know something about lour parents, your grandparents, your great giandparents. Perhaps you know where they were born, or where they died. Have you ever studied the par entage of the shower, "Hath not the rain a lather?" This question is not asked by a poetaster or a scientist, but by the head of the universe. To hum ble and to save Job God asks him four teen questions: About the world's ar chitecture, about the refraction of the sun'sways, about the tides, about the snow crystal, about the liehtnings, and then he arraigns him with the interroga tion of the text, "Hath the ram a fath er?"1 With th - scientific wonders of the rain I have nothing to do. A minister gets through with that kind of sermons with in the first three years, and if he has piety enough he gets through with it in the first three months. A sermon has come to me to mean one word of four letters, "help!" You all know tnat the rain is not an orphan. You know it is not cast out of the gates of heaven a foundlin2. You would answer the ques tion of my text in the affirmative. Safely housed during the storm, you hear the rain beating against the window pane, and you find it searching all the crevices of the window sill. It first comes down in solitary drops, pattering the dust, and then it deluges the tields and angers the mountain torrents, and makes the traveler implore shelter. You know that the rain is not an acci dent of the world's economy. You know it was born of the cloud. You know it wats rocked in the cradle of the wind. You know it was sung to sleep by the stOrm. You know that it a flying evan gel lrom heaven to earth. You know it is the gospel of the weather. You know that God is its father. If this be true, then how wicked is our murmuring about climatic changes. The first eleven Sabbaths after I enter ed the mmnistry it stormed, Through the week it was clear weather, but on the Sabbaths the old country meeting house looked like Noah's ark before it landed. A few drenched people sat be fore a drenched pastor; hut most of the farmers stayed at home and thanked God that what was bad for the church wa good for the crops. I committed a good deal of sinin those day s in denounc ing the weather. Ministers of the Gos pel sometimes fret about stormy Sab baths, or hot Sabbaths, 'r inclement Sabbaths. They forget the fact that the same God who ordained the Sabbath and sent forth his ministers to announce sal vation also ordained the werther. "Hlath the rain a father?" INCEsSANT COMPLAINTS OF THE WEATHER. Merchants, also. with their stores fill. ed with new goods, and their clerks hanging idly around the counters, com mit the same transgression. There have been seasons when the whole spring and fall trade has been ruined by protracted wet weather. Trhe mer chants then examined the "weather probabilities" with more interest than they read their Bibles. They watched for a patch of blue sky. They went complaining to the store and came com plaining home again. In all that season of wet feet and dripping garments and impassable streets they never once asked the question, "Hlath the rain a father?" So agriculiurists commit this sin. There is nothing more annoying than to have planted :orn rot in the ground be cause of too much moisture, or hay all ready for the mow dashed of a shower, or wheat almost ready for the sickle spoiled with the rust. How hard it is to bear the agricultural disappointments. God has infinite resources, but I do not ..-fiink he has capacity to make weather to please all dhe farmers. Sometimes it is too hot, or it is too cold; it is too wet, or it is too dry; it is too early, or it is too late. They forget that the God who promised seed time and harvest, sum mer and winter, cold and heat, also or dained all the climatic changes. There is one question that ought to be written on every barn, on every fence, on every rhaistacik, on every farmhouse, '"Hath the rain a father?" s-. If we only knew whit a vast enter prise it is to provide appropriate weath er for this world we should not be so critical of the Lord. Isaac Watts at ten years of age complained that he did not like the hymns that were sung in the English chapel. 'Well," said his fath er, "Isaac, instead of your complaining about the hymns, go and make hymns that are better." And he did go and make hymns that were better. Now, I say to you if you do not like the 'i eather get up ~a weather company and have a president, and a secretary, and a treasur eand a board of directors, and ten million dollars of stock, and then pro vide weather that will suit us all. There is a man who has a weak head, and he cannot stand the glare of the sun. You must have a cloud always hovering over him. I like the sunshine; I cannot live with out plenty of sunlight, so you must al ways have enough liht for me. Two ships meet in midl-Atlantic. The one is going to Southampton and the other is coming to New York. Provide weather that, while it is abaft for one ship, it is not a head wind for the other. There is a farm that is dried up for the lack of rain, and there is a pleasure party going out for a field excursion. Provide weath er that will suit the dry farm and the pleasure excursion. No, sirs, I will not take one dollar of stock in your weather company. There is only one Being In the uivery who knows enough to provide the right kind of weather for this world. "Hath the rain a father?" GOD IS INFINITE INNINFINITESIMALS. My text also suggests God's minute supervisal. You see the divine Sonship in every drop of rain. The jewels of the shower are not flung away by a spend thrift who knows not how many he throws or where they fall. They are all shininz princes of heaven. They all have an eternal lineage. They are all thechildren of a king. "Hath the rain a father?' Well then. I say if God takes notice of every minute raindrop he will take notice ofthe most insignificant affair of my life. It is the astronomical view of things that bothers me. We look up into the night heavens, and we say, "Worlds! worlds!" and how insignificant we feel! We stand at the foot of Mount Washington or Mont Blanc, and we feel that we are only in sects, and then we say to ourselves, "Though the world is so large, the sun is one million four hundread thousand times larger." "Oh!" we say, "it is no use, it God wheels that great machinery through immensity he will not take the trouble to look down at me." Infidel conclusion. Saturn. Mercury and Jupi ter are no more rounded and weighed and swung by the hand of God than arc the globules on a lilac bush the morning after a shower. God is no more in magnitudes than he is in minutize. If he has scales to weigh the mountains, lie has balances delicate enough to weigh the infinitesimal. You can no more see him through the tele scope than you can see him through the microscope; no more when you look up than when you look down. Are not the hairs of your head all numbered? And if Himalaya has a God, "Hath not the rain a father?" I take this doctrine of a particular Providence, and I thrust it mto the very midst of your everyday life. If God fathers a raindrop, is there anything so insignificant in your affairs that God will not father that? When Druyse. the gunsmith, invented the needle gun, which decided the battle of Sadowa, was it a mere accident? When a farmer's boy showed Blucher a short cut by which he could bring his army up soon enough to decide Water loo for England. was it a mere accident? When Lord Byron took a piece of money and tossed it up to decide whether or not he should be affianced to Miss Mill bank, was it a mere accident which side of the money was up and which was down? When the Christian army was besieged at Beziers, and a drunken drum mer caine in at midnight and rang the alarm bell, not knowing what he was doing, but waking up the host in time to figth their enemies that moment arriving, was it an accident? When in one of the Irish wars a starv ing mother, flying with her starving child. sank down and fainted on the rocks in the night and her hand fell on a waren bottle of milk, did that just happen so? God is either in the atl'airs ofmen or our religion is worth nothing at all, and you hand better take it a vay from us, and istead of this Bible, which teaches the doctrine; gives us a secular book, and let us, as the famous Mr. Fox, the menm ber of parliament, in his last hour, cry out. "Read me the eighth book of Vir gil.~ Oh! my friends, let us rouse up to an appreciation of the fact that all the af fairs of our lite aire under a king's com mand, and under a father's watch. Alexander's war horse. Bucephalus, would allow any body to mount him when he was unharnessed, but as soon as they put on that war horse Bucephalus, the saddle and the trappings of the con queror he would allow no one but Alex ander to touch him. And if a soulless horse could have so much pride in his owner, shall not we immortals exult in the fact that we are o'vned by a king? "Hah the rain a fathery" GOD'S WAYS ARE PAST FINDING OUT. Again my subject teaches me that God's dealings with us are inexplicable. That was the original force of my text. The rain was a great mystery to tie ancients. They could not understand how the water should get into the cloud, and getting there, how it should be sus pended, or fallinir. why it should come down in drops. Modern science comes alor and says there are two portions o1 air of different temperature, and they are charged with moisture, and the one portion of air decreases In temperature so the water may no longer be held in vapor, and it falls. And they tell us that some of the clouds that look to be only as large as a man's hand, and to be almost quiet in the heavens, are great mountains of mist four thousand feet from base to top, and that they rush miles a minute. But after all the brilliant experiments of Dr. James Hutton, and Saussure, and other scientists, there is an infinite mystery about the rain. There is an ocean of the unfathomable in every rain drop, and God says today as he said in the time of Job, "if you cannot under stand one drop of rain, do no be sup prised if my dealings with you are inex plicable." Why does that aged man, decrepit, beggared, vicious, sick of the world and the world sick of him, live on, while here is a nman in mid life, ::onsecra ted to God, hard working, useful in every respect, w~ho dies? Why does that old gossip, gadding along the street about everybody's business but her own. have such good health, while the Chris tian mother, with a flock A' little ones about her whom she is preparing for usefulness and for heaven-the mother who you think could not be spared an hour trom that household-why does she lie down and die with a cancery Why does that man, selfish to the core, go ou adding fortune to fortune, consuing everything on himself, con tinue to prospper, while that man. who has been giving ten per cent, of all his income to God and the church, goes into bankruptcy? Betorc we make stark fools of ourselves, let us stop pressing this everlasting "why." Let us worship where we cannot understand. Let a man take that one question, "Why?" ad follow it far inough, and push it, and he will land in wretchedness and perdi tin We want in our theology fewer interrou-ation marks and more exclama tiou points. Heaven is the place for explanation. Earth is the place for trust. If you cannot understand so minute a thing as a raindrop, how can von expect to understand God's deal ings? "Hath the rain a father?" Again, my text makes me think that the rain of tears is of divine origin. Great clouds of trouble sometimes hover over us. They are black, and they are gorged, and they are thunderous. They are more portentous than Salvator,;or Claude ever painted-clouds of poverty, or persecution, or bereavement. They hover over us, and they get darker and blacker, and after awhile a tear starts, and we think by an extra pressure of the eyelid to stop it. Others follow, and after awhile there is a shower of tearful emotion. Yea, there is a rain of tears. "Hath that rain a father ?" GOD sEES OUR TEAItS. "Oh," you say, "a tear is nothing but a drop of limpid fluid secreted by the lachrymal gland-it is only a sign of weak eyes." Great mistake. It is one of the Lord's richest benedictions to the world. There are people in Black well's Island insane asylum, and at Utica, and at all the asylums of this land, who were demented by the fact that they could not cry at the right time. Said a maniac in one of our public institutions, under a Gospel ser mon that started the tears: "Do you see that tear? that is the first I have wept for twelve years. I think it will help my brain." There are a great many in the grave who could not stand any longer under the glancier of trouble. If that glacier had only melted into weeping they could have endured it. There have been times in your life when you would have given the world, if you had pos sessed it, for one tear. You could shriek, you could blaspheme, but you could not cry. 1Iave you never seen a man holding the hand of a aead wife, who had been all the world to him? The temples livid with excitement, the eye dry and frantic, no moisture on the upper or lower lid. You saw there were bolts of anger in the cloud, but no rain. To your Christian comfort, he said. "Don't talk to me about God; there is no God, or if there is I hate him; don't talk to me about God; would he have left me and these motherless children ?" But a few hours or days after, com ing across some lead pencil that she owned in life, or some letters which she wrote when he was away from home, with an outcry that appals, there bursts the fountain of tears, and as the sun light of God's consolation strikes that fountain of tears, you find out that it is a tender hearted, merciful, pitiful and all compassionate God who was the father of that rain. "Oh," you say, "it is absurd to think that God is going to watch over tears." No, my friends. There are three or four kinds of them that God counts, bottles and eternizes. First, there are all parental tears, and there are more of these than of any other kind, because the most of the race die in infancy, and that keeps parents mourning all around the world. They never get over it. They may live to shout and sing afterward, but there is always a corridor in the soul that is silent, though it once resounded. My parents never mentioned the death of a child who died fifty years be fore without a tremor in the voice and a sigh, oh, how deep fetched! It was better she should die. It was a mercy she should die. She would have been a lifelong invalid. But you cannot argue away a parent's grief. How often you hear the moan, "Oh, my child, my child." Then there are the filial tears. Little children soon get over the loss of par ents. They are easily diverted with a new toy. ~But where is the man that has come to thirty or forty or fifty years of age, who can think of the old people without having all the fountains of his soul stirred up y You may have had to take care of her a good many years, but you never can forget how she used to take care of you. Tnere have been many sea captains converted in our church, and the pecu liarity of them was that they were nearly all prayed ashore by their mothers, though the mothers went into the dust soon after they went to sea. Have you never heard an old man in deirium of some sickness call for his mother? Thefact is we get so used to calling for her the first ten years of our life we never get over it, and when she goes away from us it makes deep sor row. You sometimes, perhaps, in days of trouble and darkness, when the world would say, "You ought to be able to take care or yourself"-you wake up from your dreams finding yourself saying, "Oh, mother: mother!" Ihavo these t'ears no divine origin? Why, take all the warm hearts that ever beat in all lanas, and in all ages, and put them together and their united throb would be weak compared with the throb of God's eternal sympathy. Yes. God also is father of all that rain of repentance. Did you ever see a rain of repent ance? Do you know what it is that makes a man repent ? I see people go ing around tryinlg to repent. They canot repent. Do you know no man can repent until God helps him to re et ? 1low do I know ? Biy this pas sage, "Ilim hath God exalted to be a prince and a Saviour to give repent ance." Oh, it is a tremendous hour when one wakes up and says: "1 am a bad man. I have not sinned against the laws of the land, but I have wasted my life; God asked me for my services and I haven't given those services. Oh, my sins; God torgive me." When that tear starts it thrills all heaven. An angel cannot keep his eye oiY it. and the church of Go:1 assembles around, and there is a commingling of tears, and God is the Father of that rain, the Lord, long suffering, merciful and gra cous. THE GRY OF A 310THiER's HEART. In a religious assemblange a man arose and said: "I have been a very wicked man; I broke mother's heart, I becamne an infidel, but I have seen my evil way, and I have surrendered my heart to God, but it is a grief that I never can get over that my parents should never have heard of my salva tion; I don't know whether they are liv ing or dead." While yet he was standing in the audience a voice from the gallery said, "Oh, my son! my son!" Ile looked up and lie recognieed her. It was his old mother. She had been praying for hm a great many years, and when at the foot of the cross the prodigal son and the praying mother embrace I each other, there was a rain, a tremendous rain, of tears, and God was the Father o these tears. Oh, that God would break us down with a sense of our sin, and then lift us with an appreciation of his merey. Tears over our wasted life. Tears over a grieved spirit. Tears over an injured father. Oh, that 'God wonuld muove upon this audience with a great wave 01 religions emotion. The king of Carthage was dethroned. His people rebelled against him, lHe was driven into banishment. His wife and children wvere outrageously abused. Yeara went by, and the king of Cartha go made many friends, lie gathered up a great army. IIe marched again toward Carthage. Reaching the gates of Carthage the best men of the place came out barefooted and bareheaded. and with ropes around their necks cry in fo mercy They said: "We abused you and we abused your family, but we cry for mercy." The king of Carthage looked down upon the people from his chariot and said: "I came to bless, I didn't come to destroy. You drive me out, but this day I pronounce pardon for all the people. Open the gates and let the army come in." The king marched in and took the throne, and the people all shouted, "Long live the king!" My friends, you have driven the Lord Jesus Christ, the King of the church, away from your heart; you have been maltreating him all these years; but he come back to-day. le stands in front of the gates of your soul. [f you will only pray for his pardon he will meet you with his gracious spirit and he will say: "Thy sins and thine iniqi ties I will remember no more. Open wide the gate, I will take the throne. My peace I give unto you." And then, all through this audience, from the young and from the old, there will be a rain of tears, and God will be the father of that rain! MORE DEVASTATION. A Cyclone In Mississippi and a Storm in Texas. NEW ORLEANS. LA., July 7.-A Times-Democrat, Madison Mississippi, special says: A cyclone struck this place about 11 o'clock yesterday. It was preceded by a fearful rumbling sound that came from the southwest. Disas ters are reported as follows: H. E. McKay's plantation, destroyIng negro cabins, killed Wesely Young, colored and, wounded several others, Pr. J. H. McKay's building was wreck ed. The storm than passed across the rail road levelling telegraph poles. The residences of Glascock and Brown were first reached in town. Both houses were wrecked, and much of the furniture was destroyed and stock injured. The Presbyterian church and school building were completely swept away and on.A. M. Jones' place outstanding buildings were destroyed and stock was injured. Trees, orchards and shrubbery were ruined. Pas ing out of the town to the northwest, the cyclone completely de stroyed two colored churches and the residence of Handy Lee, colored. GALVESTON, TEX., July 7.-The storm which raged here Saturday night and Sunday culminated Sunday even ing about 9 o'clock. A driving south southwest wind, accompanied by rain, caused much of the lower portion of the city to become practically inundated. At 7 o'clock the wind reached a velocity of fifty-five miles per hour. The electric light plant was useless, and the darkness, added to the fury of the storm, made anything like travel impossible, and ca'is3d many to fear a repetition of the storm and flood oi 1885. The most damage done was along the gulf beach where the terrific force of thE surf carried away almost everything within its reach. The breakwater in front of the Beach hotel was completely wrecked and destroyed. The electric railway tracks were undermined and carried on the shore. At the east shore end, wiech is ex tremely low and flat, the heavy sea did much damage. Buildings were greatly. damaged. In many mstances the occu pants were compelled to ascend to the second floor to avoid the water. On the bay side of the city, or east end, small boats were called into requisition for travel, but boating was dangerous and but few attempted to get about in that way. Much uneasiness is felt for the steamer "Franklin" from the Blue Fields, (the banana fields of Nicaragua) due since last Friday. The occupants of iPagodas and many of the beach resorts had to be assisted here by means of life saving lines. Throuah out the city houses were blown down, and steps and stairs were carried away, People were blown against houses and fences, and fractured arms\ were the re sults in several cases. A mass of twist ed poles, timbers and debris o .cupies an army of workmen today. Taken in all, it was the most disastrous storm which Galveston has seen for years, and it will take thousands of dollars to repair the damage. Cantweli is still Supervisor. CHARLESTON, S, C., July 2.-Judge Wallace rendered his decision in the Cantwell case this af ternoon, speaking briefly but emphatically on the points of law, lie reviewed the case as made out against Cantwell, and als3 the au thority of the governor to remove. It was in the power of the governor to ap point, with the approval and consent of the Senate, and it was also in his power to remove, with exactly the same con ditions. They must be contemporane ous. There was a special act by which trial justices, auditors and treasurers could be suspended, pending a meeting of the Senate, but no general law. On the letter of the governor about the two ofices, the judge said that the law had been decided unconstitutional in the Supreme Court relating to appointive ofices; that the discharge of the duties of clerk of the county commissioners did not at all conflict with those of su pervisor; that they were not incompati ble; and that he must grant the prayer of Mr. Bryan in favor of Mr. Cantwell. -State. ________ Fell Into the Glowing Crater. R OME, July 2.-YesuviuS has rene we d its volcanic activity. and the torrent of lava rushing down the mountain side is rapidly increasing in volume. Yester day two Brazilian tourists ascended the mountain, and had just reached the sum mit and were standing on the verge of the crater when they were suddenly en veloped in a dense cloud of smoke which rushed out upon them from the volcanic depths. When the outburst had sub sided it was found that one of the gen tlemen had become asphyxiated and had fallen into the mouth of the crater. His companion was only saved by the presence of mind of the guide who had accompanied them. As the sulphurous smoke puffed out from the crater's mouth he rushed forward and oragsed one of his patrons out of danger, but was unable to save the other. i. .he vic tim of the accident was Dr. Silva Jar din, of Rio Janeiro, Brazil, a journalist. ie fell a sheer distance of 17U feet into the glowing lava of the crater. The Itata Case. SAN DIEGo, Cal., July 5.-U. S. Marshall Guard says he wilt seize the Itata today. The officers of the Itata offer to pay $500 penalty for sailing wihout clearan.:e papers, and it is re ported here that orders have been re eived from Washington to accept it and discharge Ollicers Mauzel and Tejeda. The United States District Attorney is now preparing papers upon three charges: First, clearance without prop er papers; second, kidnappjng a depaty United States marshal; third, violating the neutrality law. He will take pos session of the Itata immediately upon her release by the customs officers. He says t le action is against the vessel and not against the men. Mauzel and Tej eda went to Los Angeles yesterday to nonsut with their atorney. A RAILROAD MASSACRE. AWFUL DESTRUCTION OF LIFE AT RAVENNA, OHIO. A Passenger Train Run Into from the Rear bj a Freight Train, Train Fright fully Wrecked and Set on Fire-Num bers of the Dead Roasted to a Crisp. RAVENNA. 0., July 3.-The worst railroad accident ever occurring in this vicinity happened at 3 o'clock this morning. The horrible calamity has fairly appalled the town and neighbor hood. Twenty people were killed and their bodies burned to a crisp. More than that number were injured. The charred remains of the dead were taken from the ruins of the demolished pas senger train as fast as the flames could be subdued uy the townspeople who rallied to the rescue. Such terrible sights as were witnessed in the early morning hours madethe people almo.st sick. An express, loaded with sleeping pas sengers, was run into by a freight train while the express was at a standstill in this city. The wreck of the passenger train was terrible and complete. To add to the condition of the unfortunate pas sengers who were imprisoned in the de bris the train caught fire and was con sumed. In this way death fairly swept through the wrecked train. By day light twenty bodies, nearly all of them charred in a horrible manner, were tak en out. Twenty-three injured had also been rescued. A large number of the killed were glassblowers who were on their way east from Findlay. The freight train that telescoped the express is the dressed meat express from Chicago, and was running about thirty miles an hour when it struck the pas seiger train. The accident was due to carelessnees in leaving a switch open. The passenger train, which was the vestibule express with eight coaches from Cincinnati to New York, on the New York, Pennsylvania and Ohio Railroad, was forty-six minutes late, and the engineer was trying to remedy the fault in the engine when the fast freight was sighted in the rear. A brakeman was sent back. but the heavy freight train of twenty-four cars could not be stopped on the down grade in time, and it crashed into the rear of the passenger train. The rear coach contained forty-six passengers, all glass-workers recently emp:>yed at the Richardson Glass Works in Findlay. who were on their way to their homes in New York State. The car was completely demolished, and a terrible slaughter occurred. George Holman, the engineer of the freight, said to a reporter: "I cannot see that I am to blame. Oh,my God,if I could have got sand I could have stopped the train, but the rails were wet and the sand would not take. I was not warned in time, and could not see the lights on the rear of the passen ger, owing to the darkness and fog. I reversed the lever as quickly as possi ble, and with the fireman jumped from the train, sustaining a severe fracture of the right hand." Mr. Holman seems to think that the man of the passenger train, Fred Boynton, could have flagged from a greater distance. The fire department of Ravenna was soon on the scene, and extinguished the flames, but not before terrible havoc had been wrought. Besides the victims in the rear coach, four passengers in the Pullman car next forward were killed. Two men and one woman were burned to death in this car, while their bodies were partly out of the xindows, their at tempts to escape having been fruitless. One woman was heard screaming hor ribly while being burned, but she could not be reached. T wo headless bodies of men could be seen caught in the out rigging of the locomotive inside the telescoped car, and another dead body was suspended from the cow-catcher. The brakeman who was sent back had got only about fifteen yards before he met the freight train. The scenes here at the wreck this morning w er e heart-rendering. A nurse girl, whose name is unknown, and a baby about a year old, which she was caring for, were burned to death before the very eyes of the horror stricken spectators. Heroic efforts were made to save them, but they were apparently bound down by the broken timbers of the car. The poor girl pleaded piteously for somebody in mercy to kill her. Tr e flames almost enveloped the car and repeatedly drove the rescuers away. Finally the workers were compelled to fall Lack and aban don the girl to her awful fate. This was but one of the awful scenes being enacted. When the great freight locomotive ploughed through the rear coach, it mangled into unrecognizable masses of fesh and bones several of the passen gers. Their deaths, horrible though they were, were easy compared to that of some of their friends. When the locomotive had come to a standstill, tive forms were seen to be pinioned between the head of the boiler and the torn and twisted timbers of the coach. Two were undoubtedly dead or unconscious, but the other three weakly swayed their bodies and waved their hands in an agonizing endeavor to free themiselves from tneir frightful position. Quickly the debris of the coach caught fire, and in a few minutes the forms of the poor fellows were enveloped in smoke and flames. ANCT HER RAILROAD DISASTER. Fifteen Persons Killed and Fifty-Eight Injured. CIIARLEsToN, M. Va., July 4.-The greatest dtisaster in the history of this community was the wrecking of a Kan awha and MIichigan train at Farm, a village eight miles north of this city. this morning. There is a trestle there thirty-five feet high, which caught lire at some time during the night from an unaccountable cause, probably from a cinder from an engine passing about midnight. While the bridge was not consumed, its foundations were so bad ly damaged as to render it unsafe to crss. No notificatian of the fact was received here, however, and the train, the Iirst of the day, attempted to cross it as usual. The engine, ten(er and baggage car passed over safely, but the two coaches went through. Engineer 'at Connor seemed to realize the situa tion and pulled open the throttle, in the hope of pulling all over safely, but it whs too late: Both coaches were crowded ,*and scarcely any one in them ecpdinjury. The station is three miles from the nearest telegraph oflice, but as soon as possible a relief train was sent from this city, which returned about 2.15 p. in., bearmeg the dead and wounded. One of the most pathetic incidents of the accident was that of the annihila tion of the Welcher family. Mr. Welch er, his wife and little child were on their way to Point Pleasant to visit friends, being their first trip outside of the city for y-ears. Mr. Welcher was instantly killed, and his wife was brought here a few hours later so badly injused that she died shortly after her arrival. Their little child, aged two years, was somewhat bruised and bleed ing, three fingers of its right hand bing cu onff. The cars were crowded, and it is a wonder that there were not more fatal ities. Scarcely ar y one in them es caped unhurt. The list of injured numbers 58: killed 15. HANGED FOR HIS CRIME. Brabham, the Negro Murderer of an Ital ian. Will Kill No More. CnARLOTTE, N. C., -July '.-The hanging of Brabham, the negro who murdered the Italian Mocca, took place at 10:44 this torenoon. A day or two ago he expressed a desire that his execution take place about 11 o'clock that he might take din ner "in hell," yet lie changed his irrev erent mood this morning and had a con versation with three clergymen, to whom he confessed repentance and hope or pardon. He met his fate with firmness in the prosence of about 200 persons. le n;ade no remarks to the crowd himself, but Rev. P. P. Alston, the colored clergymen, at Brabham's request said that he had confessed his guilt of the crime for which he was to be hanged, and that he was also guilty of the rob bery which occurred at the Buford house some days before the murder. Brabham, however, declined to betray an associate in the robbery, who, he said, was in possession of some of the stolen goods. le refused to go further in his confession. le bade farewell this morning to all his comrades in jail with the exception of Caldwell, who had twice assisted Sheriff Smith in defeating his attempts to escape from jail. le had, however, on the previous day included Caldwell in his iarewell. le ate nothing since yesterday morn ing, and also declined stimulants, which were offered him. He slept well last night, and seemed to have goo. control of himself when he was brought to the scaffold. le was the seventh victim who has been hanged on the same scaffold. The drop was cut, and the fall was -four and a half feet, which did not suffice to break his neck. Death ensued in eleven minutes. The hanging caused much interest here through the brutality of the crime, threats of lynching which followed, and a conflict between whites and blacks in the neighborhood of the jail in which he was imprisoned. The fact that he has only recently made a des perate attack on Sheriff Smith with his shackles, which, but for the intrepidity of that oflicer and the interference of Caldwell, a prisoner in jail for gam bling, would have proved successful, added to the public interest in the af fair. There was no race feeling, however, the justice of the sentence having been acknowledged, quite a number of wit nesses being negroes. A novel feature of the occasion was that tickets of admission to the jail, issued by the sheriff were eagerly sought, being peddled around at from 50 cents to Z5 each. The crime for which Brabham was executed was committed last April. le entered the small store of an Italian named Mocca, where calling for a glass of cider, he drew a car coupling pin, concealed under his coat and dealt the death blow while Mocca's back was turned drawing the cider. This occur red at 11 o'clock at night, and Brabham today, said he had the pin concealea un der his coat from 4 o'clock on the pre vious afternoon, awaiting his oppor tunity. The Davis Monument. NASHVILLE, TENN., July 2.-Capt. John W. Childers, chairman of the com mittee from the Southern Press associa tion, delegated to collect a fund and at tend to the details of erecting a monu ment to the memory of Jefferson Da vis, is just back from a meeting of the committee at Atlanta. He says that the committee feel much encouraged at the progress of affairs. About S20,000 have already been raised, but before the actual work is com menced on the monument they expect to raise $50,000. Active measures will be taken at once in soliciting for the fund. It was decided to select a general agent to look after collections, whose name will be announced in a tew days. The committee determined to request President Screws, of the Southern Press association, to call a meeting of the association at Nashville not later than October. At this meeting the committee is to report $50,000 raised, that will insure the erection of a monument, to submit plans and specifications, and to receive full instructions. An Honor Declined. Cotu3mBA, S. C.. July 2.-Previous to the appointment of Dr. Dabcock as Superintendent of the Lunatic Asylum, an account of which appears elsewhbere, the position was tendered to Dr. WV. II. .Nardin of Anderson, who declined the honor in the following letter: ion. B. 1R. Tillmal, Governor, Co lumbia, S. C. DEARt Sir: Your esteemed favor of the 27th inst to hand. Please accept my thanks for the honor conferred up on me by your seh-ction for the high and zesiponsible position tendered, and it is with regret that 1 amn forced to dle ine the honor, first from a seiiss of my unfitness for the position, and second the unwillingness to raise my growing family thus surrounded. With highest esteem and hoping you may nd one more worthy. I am with respect yours truly, Terrile Storm in G.ermiany. ]3E~RLIN, July 2.-A terrible storm of thunder, hail and rain passedl ovcr a lare part of Germany, last nighit, caus ing immense dlamaige to property and loss of life in the villages of suchtellon. near Dusseldorf and Sittard. In the Crefeld district. also near the Dusseldorf, many houses were com pletely wrecked and the immates buried in the ruins. Thirteen bodies have al ready been recovered. The toriado caused terrible des truc tion throughout the lower Rhine dis trict. Riflemen's hall at Crefeed was lifted from its foundations andl carried clean away. The circus was blown over and the pavilions were dlamaged and thei. contents shattered. Several at taces sustained injuries. MIurderr~us Nes|70 Killed. SAvasNNA, Ga., ,July 8.-Osnus Lee, colored, ran amuck the Eastern part of the city to-night and attempted to kill half a dozen people, amnongz them Po liceman Andrew Clayton, whom lie shot twice through the body. Policeman Neidlinger ran to the re'scue and as he came up Lee snapped an empty pilstol in his face, having emptied the cham bers ill attempting to kill Clayton. Neidlinger returned the lire, killing Lee instantly with a bullet through his heart. Found Dead in Bed. AorsTrA. Ga., July 8 -Julius Neil son, a young lDane who has been over live months in Augusta, was found lead in his boarding house to-day with ive wounds in his stomach, three of which were fatal. lHe had been unwell and it is not known whether it is a case f uniide nr murder. HORRORS OF THE ELECTRIC CHAIR. Terrible Work of the Deadly Current on the Victims. IEW YORK, July 8.-The Evening World, in its soorting edition, eays: The body of Murderer Harris A. Smiler was brought to this city this afternoon. The body' had been claimed by Smiler's widow, the woman he married and de serted for the woman whom he atter wards murdere1. The body was taken from the train to the undertaking estab lishment at 265 West One Hurdred and Twenty-fifth street. Three or four hun dred people were gathered there to wit ness the arrival of the body. By a pre vious arrangement with the undertaker, an Evening World reporter was in wait ing at the rooms to see the body of the executed murderer. The coffin was taken to the basement by the undertak er's assistants, and the lid was quickly taken off, exposing the dead man's face. The reporter stood close by, and was horrified at the sight that met his eyes. Smiler's face had been burned and seamed by the electric fluid until it pre sented the appearance of having been broiled. The hair on the front of the head, the moustache and eyebrows had been singed and burned off. The face was furrowed and scarred as tLough with a hot iron. TI.ese marks were not those o1 a dissecting knife or scalpel. They were palpable burLs. Pressing closer to see tnue dead man's fhce plain er, the reporter attracted the attention of the undertaker's assistants, and they seized him by the shoulder and com pelled him t-> leave the place before any other portion of the body was exposed. In reply to repeated requests to be al lowed to see the body, the rep rter was informed that no one but the undertaker and his assistar.ts would be permitted to see It until it had been fully prepared for buriai. It was learned through one of the undertaker's Essistants that Smiler's left lecr was burned to the bone and the eyes were badly burned. A Terrible Tale of the Sea. LONDON, July 7.-A dispatch from Auckland, New Zealand, reports that the bark Compadre, bound from Calcutta for Chile, recently caught fire at sea. After an ineffe.ctual effort to subdue the flames the captain steered his course for bluff Harbor, a seaport of the province of Otaga, New Zealand. He had suc ceeded in bringing his burning vessel to the mouth of the harbor when a tremen dous hurricane o;6rtook her. The ex hausted crew spent their last energies in attempting to keep down the raging fire and at the same time force the un fortunate bark to face the tremendous winds and seas which beat upon and rushed over her. It was, however, all to no avail. After a desperate struggle with the opposing elements, the Com padre became waterlogged and was driven with iearful force upon the rocks of the desolate and uninhabited Auck land Islands. After incredible suffering, the crew of the bark succeeded in swim ming ashore. Here, in one of the latter years of the nineteenth century, the miserable tren were forced to spend 103 days and nights, suffering the extremest wretchedness of exposure and starvation. On the one hundred and fourth day of their being cast away their distress sig nals were observed by a passing sealing essel, and the sorely tried sailors were taken off in safety, but in a distressing condition of weakness and emaciation. During their enforced stay on the island one of their number wandered into the bush and was never heard of again. It is supposed that suffering drove the man mad. Look up Your tax Rteceipts! COLUMA, S. C., July S.-Accord in2 to the reports made to the Secretary o~ State the agents of the sinking fund and land agents are doing splendid work in their respective fields. Dr. A. E. Williams, the agent for Beaufort, Colle ton and Hampton, was in the city to-day to make a monthly report. His terri tory is very large and the greater part of his time is spent in making the rounds. Secretary Tindal made the interesting and suprising statement to-day that Dr. Williams had discovered and is now rec tifying fully three hundred errors in tax receipts, tax executions, etc., and in re claiming lands to the State. In a case called to attention to-day executions were levied and collected against a tract of land in Colleton in which the owners held receipts but were not entered on the treasurer's books. This is shown to be not the fault of sheriff or treasurel, but of the carelessness of the deputies who were charged with the collection of taxes. This is only one of a great many of the same' kind. It is evident that the State must be out the amount of such unreturned cellections. Secretary Tin dal says that it is paying the State well to employ these agents, and that the way they are workimg is very satisfac tory to the property owners. Williams left here to-day for Wailterboro and will continue his work the followingz week in eauort.-News and Courier. Plant Less Cotton. At a meeting of Maribor iCounty Al hance held at Bennettsville, on July 3, 1801, the following resolutions were passed: Resolved, First. That we pledge our selves to plant only ten acres of cotton to the noise in 1892, provided we can et the co-operatin of the ca'tton State, so as to decrease the productio'i of cot ton and so obtain a due reward for our labor. Second. That we request the State Alliace to call for a convention of the cotton growers of the South, irrespect ive of class or color, to meet at - not later tnan December drst, next. to consider the same. J. LI. THOMAs, J. J. LANE, Seretary. President. Broke Her Spine. BosTON, July 6l.--On Saturday last Mrs. .Jennie C. Crockett, aged thirty four, of Boston, a professional balloon ist under tbe name of Nellie Wheeler, made an ascension from the grounds of the WVaverly Land Company as a means o Eadvertising a land sale. At a height of 1,200 feet she grasped her parachute and descended. Whed about thirty feet from the ground she became fright ened at the prospect of landing in a greenhouse, and letting go of the handle, fell on her back, breaking herf spine. She cannot survive, Mrs. Wheel er had made many successful ascen sions. She is the mother of a boy of twelve. Her husband is said to live in Providence. RI. I. A Female Aeronaut Killed. CLEVELAND, July 4.--As Mine. Zo etta Bentley was making a balloon as ejsion at 'Elyria, 0., to-day, a strong gust of wind caught the air sbip and dragged the trapeze upon which she was sitting through the trees. She was ot able to retain her hold, arid fell to the ground, a distance of sixty feet. She was instantly killed. Every rib in Shrd was broken. SWEPT BY A CYCLONE. DEATH AND DESTRUCTION IN LOU ISIANA'S CAPITAL CITY. The Factory and Hospltal.of the Peniten tiary Demolished-Ten Persons Killed and Thirty Injared--Danage in the City. YEw ORLEANS, July 6.-A cyclone at Baton Rouae this morning brought death and destruction to that city. The steamboat Smoky City was blown to pieces there being nothing left of her but the hull. Several of her crew were bad ly injured. Two squares in the east side ot Baton Rouge were destroyed. The cyclone passed over the lower portion of the town, unroofing houses, tearing up immense trees and carrying missles along the air for many blocks. The governor's mansion was directly in the path of the hurricane, which made a clean sweep of every chimney and clear ed the front lawn or its large trees. The roof of a handsome residence belonging to Mr. Marsh, was carried away, and other damage done to the place. The boulevard is one mass of trees that have been torn up by the wind, and the street is filled with pieces of house tops and other timbers of almost every descrip tion. The penitentiary walls were blown down and ten persons killed and thirty wounded. The factory building was de molished and the hospital of the peni tentiary blown down. What household goods have not been carried away by the wind have been ruined by the water. Streets and cel lars are flooded, and it is feared that some persons have been drowned in the lower part of the city. At the penitentiary the scene was a terrible one. Without any warning the walls of the factory, in which 100 con victs were at work, were crushed in as if they bad been mere pasteboard. The guards were helpless, and as most of the men at work were either killed or wound ed, little could be done toward extricat ing the aunfortunate victims until help arrived-from the main prison building. To add to the horror of the situation, the ruins caught fire from the fuanace in the engine room, but owing to the heavy rain which was falling the threatened holacaust was averted. The rescuers went quickly to work and began the task of extricating the dead and dying from beneath the ruins. Of the foree at work when the storm struck the build ing, it was discovered that ten had been killed and thirty seriously injured, and all the others more or less bruised. This was not the worst. The hospital of the penitentiary in which was lying a number of maimed and helpless con victs, was leveled ta the ground by the fury of the storm. The work of res cue from the factory building, where a larger number of lives ivere in danger, diverted attention from the unfortunates in the hospital, and it was not until most of the working force had been res cued that the prison officials found time to turn their attention to the hospital. Here the work was even more difficult than at the factory, owing to the weak ness of the inmates, who were unable even to give the rescuers an indication of their presence in the debris by shouts. The work therefore, proceeds but slow ly. Up to noon, however, it is believea that most of the patients have been res cued. The rain is still falling in torrents and shows no signs of abating. The storm approched from a south western direction and swept a path three hundred feet or more In width diagon ally across the city, levelling everything as it went. The southern portion of the city, styled "Catfish Town," suffered great loss and damage to property. It is the greatest loss Baton Rouge has ever sustained, whether from a cyclone or a fire. The total damage done will reach several hundred thousand dollars. Fell Two Hundred Feet. NEW LIsBoN, 0. July. 4.-Fully 8,000 people were assembled here today to see Prof. Brady, of Cleveland, make a balloon ascension and parach ttleap;.., When the word was given an~d the bal loon shot upward, the multitude..~A horrified to see ama.Mg1ed downward im~~med below the car of the ba-loo - ?he man whose leg was entanclen~ i.1 a rope disentangled.himself and d'oped to the parachuw, striking it in such a way that the knife cut the rope, detached the parachute from the bal loon, and he and the aeronaut fell to the ground with great force. The upper man fell about 200 ieet and was instant ly killed. The parachute broke Brady's fall, but he was seriously, though not fatally. hurt. The name of the man killed was Willham Hlennessy, a resident ofthis place, who was helping to inflate the balloon. He was nfty years old and leaves a widow and four child.zen. Died Clutching his Gold.. SAN JOsE, Cal., July 6.-Prof Herman Kotinger, who up to t wenty years ago was the leading violinist on the coast, and well known as a writer of prose and poetry, died yesterday in a squalid hut on Colfax street. Lie was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, ac quired by a lifetime of miserly. But one child, William Kottinger, was pres ent at the death. When the old man, in his death throes raised himself in bed, the son rushed to his side. His father, mistaking the act, with a frenzi ed yell waved him back, and clutching at the bed clothes pulled them Dack, dis closing to view a quantity of gold coin. He mad a grab at it with both hands, and, with the bright pieces in his fin. gers. fell back with a gasp and expired. A Sad Accident. BLACKvILLE, S. C., July 2.-Mi. James McDonald, a highly respected and well-to-do citizen living about a half mile from Elko, went this morn ing with a party to Capt. W. W. Willis's mill on a fishing expedition. About 10 o'clock lhe and his two grown daughters went out into the pond in a boat, and while paddling up the pond the boat struck a tree, throwing out the younger daughter lie immediately jumped overboard to save her when they both went to the bottom and did not rise again. The daughter left in the boat managed to get the boat out and re ported it. The bodies have not yet been recovered, but they are being searched for.-News and Courier. Asu Bad as a Battle. SYDNEY, N. S. W., July 6.-The Brit ish war ship Cordelia, Capt. Harry T. Grenfell, ten guns. 2,280 tons and 2,420 horse power, has just returned to this port after a most disastrous trip to sea for target practice with her big gains. Capt. Grenfell reports that.while prac ticeng with one of the Cordelia's six inch ureechi-loading guns the latter ex ploded, killing Lieut. Win. B. Hillyar, Leut. Gordon and four seamen and ounding three midshipmen and ten seamen. The Cordelia is a single screw :orvette, built of steel and iron, cased with wood. She is attached to the Au stralan station.