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A SPRtING SON(.. If ycu were here, spring's beauteous robe Would be, 1 trow, more beauteous still. You peach tree, decked in pink and white, With lace and ruffles out of sight, Would don one other trill. The long soft plumes the willow wears, And silvery blades for baby leaves. Would show a greener tenderness And dreaumier, fairer slenderness, A drooping 'gainst the eaves. The starlike blooms that burst and spread Such brilliarce in our garden beds Would waste more wealth of hue, I ween, If now and then you might be seen Just bending o'er their heads. And all the music spring doth make With stirring leaf and y ung bird throats Would prove a richer poen, dear, If you were here, if you were here, To lend your sweet voice notes. Ab, how adjustment fails to be ! E'en springtime heeds in part the pain And Compensation's pensive task To bring the gifts vwe need, not ask, Will teach us o:ce again. LIZZIE'S ELOPEMENT. BY SUSAN ARCHER wt'ISS. "Liz: Lizzie: Mrs. Blake stood at the foot of tie stairs, with her eves fixed aon the door facing it above. But there was no auwer to her call, nor did the door open. "Lizzie: Elizabeth" she called more sharply this time. But still there was no reply, and she went back into the kitchen with a vexed look, and began to beat an omelet for breakfast. The outer door opened, and Deacon Blake came briskly in from the gar den. "Fine morning he remarked as he looked cheerfully around. "If this - kind o' weather continues there'll be plenty of strawberries in a day or two. Some of em' are beginning to turn al ready. Breakfast ready. Cassie "No," answered his wife, somewhat petulantly; and not likely to be this fifteen minutes. I've had all the work on my own hands this morning." "Where's Liz?' "Not come down yet, and it's near ly 7 o'clock. She's getting lazier every day, and we allow her to have her own way too much." "I s'pose she's tired out with the frolic at Cynthy's last night. Let her have what rest she needs." "She's had as much as is good for her by this time, I guess. Here Pat ty," turning to a small help, who was bustling about the kitchen, very much in everybody's way. "Run up stairs and wake her. She can be ready in time for breakfast, as it's so late togay. Where's Tom?" "Not back from the mill yet Time he should be, said the deacon looking from the window." Patty, in her zeal, dashed up stairs like a small tornado. They could hear her rattling the door knob and calling: "Miss Lizzie: Miss 'Liz'beth Yer aunt says to git up. It's 'mos' seven o'clock, and breakfus' 'mos' ready." No answer came. Then followed an irreoular drum ming on the door, and 'lrs. Blake, with an anxious face, turned to her husband. "Joseph, I hope there's nothing the matter with Liz. Why don't she an swer?" Patty came running down with big eyes "Please 'in, Ican't wake her, and the door's bolted !" Before Patty had concluded Mrs. Blake was half way up stairs, followed by her husband. "Lizzie:" he called in stentorian tones, which would have awakened the soundest sleeper. Then, 'after pusing for an answer, he said, hurriedy: "Cassie have you a key that will un lock this Aloor? No? Then run down qick !-and bring up my basket of His hands trembled a little, as with the assistance of the tools he plied op-' en the door--no difficult task, as the lock was slight. His wife stepped hastily within the room, and uttered an exclamation at once of relief and alarm. - "She isn't here. The bed hasn't been slept in. Why, Joseph, she hasn't been home all night!" Mr. Blake stared round blankly as he took off his hat and wiped the drops from his brow. "Xebbe," he said-"mebbe she's stayed all night over to Cynthy's." "Why should she? It isn't far, and there was nothino- to keep her." "Unless she was sicr-," he suggested, anxiously. "In that case they'd have let us know last night-" Mrs. Blake suddenly paused, and as suddenly sank into a chair. "Joseph, I hope-I hope it isn't that young man from the city-that Or ville Parker, you know." ".Why. Cassandra, she'd never think of such a thing !" "She might. There's no knowing what Liz would do when she's in one of her freakish moods. Parker was desperately attentive to her' when he first came here, but she didn't care to have anything to do with him, so he went over to Ellvra Jane. But lately she seems to have been encouraging -him, and she and Tom had a pretty sharp talk about it Sunday night, when Parker walked home with her from church. I took Tom's side-I never could abide that stuck up city clerk-and Liz got vexed, and said she'd marry whom she pleased, and that if we didn't want her here she could support herself in the city-for that Parker had told her there were elegant young ladies of good families ano. education employed in the stores there." "And what did you say " "Iwas vexed, and said she could go when she'd a mind to; but of course she knew I didn's mean it." "How could she know that: Cas' sie, Cassie, I've warned you more than once or twice ~ that your impatient temper would bring trouble at last. Elizabeth is like what her poor mother was-proud and easy hurt. And she'd not been long- enoug'h with us since her mother died to get familiar with your little irritable ways, and to know that at the bottom there's a good and true woman's heart. Cassie, I doubt but you've driven the poor child off." Mrs. Blake burst into tears. "What's to be done, Joseph: God knows, Lizzie is as dear to me as if she was my own! And I did ho pe." she added,~it' a lower tone"I did hope to be able to call her mine some time. Tom-" And here site choked and burst into fresh sobs. "Yea, yea: Tonm will be dreatdfully Cut up by this," said the old man, slowly shaking his head as the two proce eded down stairs. "-But 1 -wish he'd hurry home now, for until lie comes I hiardly know what's to be done." "Hadn't we better'send ovr' to Cyn-u thia's: Maybe they'd know somiethin g that would serve for a clew, since Liz zie was there last night. No doubt she took the 11 o'clock train for the city. Stay, I'll write a line to Joe and ask him to step to the hotel and find out whether Parker has left there." The hasty line was written and dis patched by Patty, who had all this time looked on with wide open eyes and mouth. "Niw, Paty run for your life," ider mistress, as she gave her the bit of paper. Patty ran ony stop piing once to tell sottebodli' whom si' met that Miss Liiie had run awy'v to get m1ar' rie'd. In ten minutes she returned accott panied by Mrs. Blake's sister. Mrs. Cynthia Harden, and her daughter. Elvira Jane. Mrs. Harden, a portly lady. was all out of breath, and Eivira Jane. slen der and willowy, was pale and agitat ed. ('assandra," gasped M1rs. Harden. as she dropped heavily into a chair. 'what is all this I hear: Patty says Lizzies run away to get married: but I can't believe it's true. And then Mrs. Blake explained what had occurred. "She left my house last night about half-past nine." said -Mrs. Harden. growing very red while her daughter became equally pale. "Wasn't Torn with her Elvira Jane: "No, ma. Torn and she quarreled the tirst part of the evening. because she danced with --with Mr. Parker." \:d Elvira .Mane's voice trembled as shle spoke the name. "-I thought so. They've undoubt edly run off together. or perhaps lie's helped to get her off to the city." ""! wouldn't have believed it of Elizabeth:" said Mrs. Harden, with in dignan t emphasis. "I wouldn't have believed it of any girl that she could play such an underhand part. Why she knew that Elvira Jane was as good as engaged to Orville Parker." At this Miss Harden's feelings. hitherto suppressed, became too acute for endurance, and she sat down on the kitchen settee and burst into hys terical weeping. "Don't cry, 'h'vira .ane:"' said her Uicle Joseph kindly. "If the fellow's capable of acting in this way, lie ain't worth sheddin, a tear for." "Thie're'l1 be something to shed be sides tears when .loc conies to hear of it:' said Mrs. Harden savagely. "lie ain't one to see his sister put upon in this way. Joe isn't." Just here there was a knock at the outer kitchen door, which, being opened, admitted two or three of the nearest neighbors, who had come to ebtain information and administer consolation to the family in their trouble. For by this time, thanks to Patty, half the village knew that Deacon Blak s pretty niece, who had made his home so bright in the few months that she had lived with them, and who everybody had decided was to marry his son Tom, had run off and got mar ried to the dandy dry goods clerk, late ly imported from the city. "Well, I'm awfully cut up about it. I'm sure," said Mrs. Peters the wheelright's wife, as she folded her hands on her ample chest, and sol emnly shook her head. "I wish I could say something to comfort you, Mrs. Blake, but I've always noticed that them as you're kindest to has the least gratitude, and adopted children are sure to bring trouble on the fami ly." "As for me, I've been expecting it all along." said Miss Tucker, who was president of the Female Mission and Charity Association. "I noticed the way Lizzie Gray and that Mr. Parker looked at each other in the church Sunday night: and Tom Blake noticed it, too, for lie appeared awful glum. and got up and went out before any body else-almost before the blessing was spoke. I remember .f said to my self, 'if Elizabeth Gray and Orville Parker don't make a runaway match before long, then I'm no saint,'" "If some folks would attend more to the sermons in church, and less to the looks and doings of other folks," said Mrs. Harden, addressing nobody in particular, but looking straight be fore her with a stony gaze, "they'd be considerable more of saints that they are likely to become other ways." Mrs. Tucker glanced appealingly at Mrs. Peters, and put on a martyrlike expression. "I can excuse you. ma'amn," she said, with great politeness, and a compassionable glance toward Elvira Jane, "considering how badl- you must feel about this matter. It isn't many of us can bear disappointments with patience ,and Christian meekness and fortitude." Mrs. Harden's countenance certain ly expressed neither meek-ness nor patience, but her reply was averted by a sudden exclamation from Patty, who was staring out of the window at sun dry curious and inquisitive faces of pasers-'by, peering above the front garden paling's: "Lor,' mtum, they're comning: Mis ter Tom-and Mister Joe. too." Joe Harden was hurrying up the road from one direction itud Tom Blake driving from another. The two young men met at the gate, and after exchanging a few words Tom left his wagon in the yard and they entered the kitechen together. Tom's face was white, while Joe's was as red as his mother's. "Well. Joe." said Deacon Blake hastily stepping forward. Joe answered in a hard, sharp way: "Parker lef't the hotel this morning at five o'clock. He hired a buggy. He didn't say where he was going. but Larry, the milkman, met him near the Meadow Bridge - driving with a lady, who lie is sure wvas Lizzie.'" "But in that case where was shte all night" Joe sternly shook his head. Mrs. Blake burst into a passion of weepmng, Tom. meanwhile, had taken some tming from a small box on the top shelf of the closet, and was closely examining it at the window. "Oh, Tom:"' cried Elvira Jane. "What do you mean to do with that dreadful thing ? Tom made no reply. His lips wer'e firmly set, and he put the pistol into his breast pocket and turned toward the door. "Tom,~ my son :' cried his mother, seizing his arm. "Oh, Joe. stop hiim: There'll be murder somewhere, He'll kill that Parker: "If lie don't." said Joe, deliberately. as he carefully selected a stout hiore whip from a number hanging in the closet-"if lie don't succeed mi killing him, then I'll finish him off myself. Coie alono, Tom:" Evira JSme screamed. and Mrs. Harden and Mrs. Peters made a sud den. elephantine rush and placed their ample forms against the kitchen door. Mrs. Blake threw herself into a rocking-chiair with lotud wailing, and Patty, with tightly clenched hands. mouth screwed up anid ('yes double their natural size, danced abotut the room on tiptoe. 'Stand asidle. mother: There's something trying to get ini here" said Joe. as the door was pus~hed~ from without. And wrenching it open despite tihe resistance of the two stout ladies, ie thrtew it wide, while the ey-es of all the excited group turned thither ward. Everyone utteredI an exclamation. There stood i zzie, bright and 'osv, her liat hanging oni her back by'its strings, her curly hair all dis ordered with the wind, and in hei' hands a little basket, the contents of which were covered over with fresh green leaves. At sight of the unex pected group her face assumed an expression of the utmost astonishment. unt, .startmg up. "-here have you see n : \"W here ha:e I been:" rep eated .i'ie, in a bewildcreti ton&e. * -'i'hy, F 4) the iiieadow-bridge wood. to get itra wherries. And she lifted the le:aves and dis )laved the red fruit beneath. A dead silence ensued. Evervboiy ooked at each other, but no one spoke mtil Miss Tucker inquired half in :reduously: "Who even with you: -Irs. Lamb and the girls. and Frank Labin] and Mr. Parker." an nyer'd LI.ir'.in, unhesitatingly. ( )h. \!r. Parker:" said :Iiss I'uck er. vith a sirniliait smile and toss of her icad. "Yes. It was he who told us, as ,ve camte home last night, about the ;trawberries being ripe at the meadow >ridge, and said that as he would have .o pass there today he would bring us ioic. And Mrs. Lamb proposed that is her wagon was to go early to the tation, we should all go in it to the strawberry grounds, and it would take as up in returning. Mr. Parker over took us in his buggy. "And, pray," said Mrs. Harden, severely, "how was it that lie offered you a seat in the buggy instead of one f the others! Lizzie hesitated, smiled and glanced toward Elvira Jane. Then she stooped and whispered a word or two in Mrs. Harden's ear, whose countenance in stantiv cleared. :You've given us a dreadful fright. Lizzie." said Mrs. Blake, beginning to cry again, but this time from pure relief and happiness. --Yes," said Mrs. Peters, with a broad smile breaking over her face "yes. we all thought you and Mr. Par ker had run away to get married. Ain't it too ridiculous?" Lizzie looked around, with an indig nant flush sulusing her face. Lncle Joe s:it down and broke into a wild laugh. Even Elvira .Jane smiled, for she had caught Lizzie's whisper. And while they were all laughing Lizzie turned to Torn, who happened to be close beside her, and said with reproach in her tone and tears in her eves: "I wouldn't have believed it of you, Tom!" Tom looked very sheepish as he dis appeared in the closet and put away something in the box on the top shelf. "You see aunty," said Lizzie, standing by her. side, with one arm around her neck and the other rest ing lovingly on Uncle Joseph's shoul der, "I came home so late last night that I had no opportunity of telling you. I was up and dressed early, and while waiting for the rest, I thought I might as well set my room in order. Then I locked the door, to keep you from finding out I had gone; because I expected to be back in time for break fast. You'll forgive me, aunty, won't you?-and you'll let me have some breakfast, becuse Iam so awfully hun gry, and we'll all enjoy the first straw berries of the season." A Cure for Iog Cholera. The following' statement is copied from the Texaslive Stock and Farm Journal: "It is not often that I at tempt to write anything for the press, and it is only now a philanthropic spirit that moves me to write this. Every editor in the United States should copy it, and every farmer should cut it out and preserve it. Why ? -Because it is a sure cure for hog cholera. I have never known or heard of its failure. It is very simple, cheap and easily prepared. Direc tions: Put one-half teaspoonful of pure carbolic acid in a gill of sweet milk and pour down the hog's throat. When the farmer sees any symptoms of cholera among his hogs, especially when one or~ two have died, drive every hog and pig into a vecry close pen. Let one man catch the hog by the ears and set him up wlit his back between his legs, while another man opens the hog's mouth with a stick, and the medicine being in a very long necked heavy bottle, is easily poured down. Care should be taken not to dose the same one twice. T wice the amount will kill, and every hog, sick or well, on the farm shouldf be dosed." A Warning. A Cleveland man died a horrible death the other day. The cause will startle everyone and will act as a warning. The deceased had been writing to his family telling them of the successful conclosion of some busi ness negotiations, and, in sealing the envelope' accidentally cut his tongue on the sharp edge. The mishap seem ed to be such a trilling one that he paid little attention to it. In a few hours, however, his tongue began to swell. The pain, which at first was confined merely to the small abrasion of the membranie, spread and increased in intensity until the unfortunate man fairly writhed in agony. Blood pois oning had set in and, although the best of medical talent was secured, it had gone too far in its fatal work. Within twenty-four hours he was dead. His sufferings in the meantime were terrible. Thoroughly conscious. he. was unable to speak owing to the ter rible swelling. of the tongue. It be came so large that it protruded from his mouth. A Socity Girl's suicide. DU-NKinK. N. Y., May :31.-Miss El ise Coleman, daughter of the late \Wil liam Coleman. a wealthy banker of this city, committed suici'de last night by shooting herself. Miss Coleman was a prminent society woman and spent the early part of the evening calling upon friends. She was to all appearances in a cheerful mode and her friends detected nothing about her actions that would indicate anything wrong. Returning to her home about 11 o'clock, she went directly to her room. A few miinutes later members of the family heard a pistol shot, and hurrying to> the girl's room, foumd that she had blown her brains out with a 42-calibre revolver. Miss Coleman was about 20 years of age and stur rounded with all the luxuries that wealth could provide. Her friend are at a loss to deterniine why she should have taken her own life, but the circumstances indicate premedlita Killed by the 'Couirt". FonT MItt. May 27, -Chias. Brad shaw, a young man formerly employ ed in the cotton mill here, was shot and killed with a Winchester rifle this afternoon by Trial Justice McElhianey in front of the lattei-s otlice on Main street. Bradshaw was a desperate man and was being tried on some char'ge, when ie cursed the cour't, and after being fined, drew lus pis tol and~ defied the town. Mc Flhaner withdrew and armied him self for'protection, and when lhe ap peared at his ollice again, Bradshaw1 opened lire on him, tiring four times without etfec t, whecn the trial justice shot him. It was cleatrly a case of self-defense. CA 4snNTIsou-L:, May :; . A patrty of men supposed to have be-en Beduoins recently attacked, in the vicinity of Jeddah. Syria. the british consul and 1 vice consul and the French consular secretary. The British vice consutl was shot dead, the Russian consul seriously wounded and the French 'IlE ( REAT SOLIDIER. ,EV. T. DE WIT T TALMAE, D. D., TO VETERANS OF T HE WAP. 1e 1'rear4l2e t t tIe TI1:irte-e:.t Ii i gIn ia i1. .oshu:a the Sldlier andI liero The (Cro. in:) of t lic Jorht:--'The (re:at vic'tory. Ther Burial. Bu 'uxi.YN. May 2;. In the Embu "- Memorial chur.ch a large :,udience tssembI lel this even:iing to listen to the muLual sermon of Chaplain T. De Witt falnage cf th" Thirteenth regiment, C. G. S. N. Y. The menbers of the re ;iaent occupied tIe body of tlecliurch. )r. Talmage choose for his subject 'The Greatest Soldier of all Time," he text being Joshua i, 5. '"There hall not any man be able to stand be ore thee all the days of thy life." The "gallant Thirteenth" as this re~ ment is generally and appropriately alled. has gathered tonight for the vorship of God and to hear the annual ernion. And first I look with hearty alvation into the faces of the veterans who though now not in active service save the same patriotic and military mnthusiasm which characterized them. hen, in 1S6:1.tley bade farewell to home and loved ones and started for .he field and risked all they held dear yn earth for the re-establishment of :he falling United States government. "All that a man bath will he give for 'is life." and you showed yourselves willing to give your lives. We hail you: We thank you: We bless you. he veterans of the Thirteenth. Nothing an ever rob you of the honor of hay ng been soldiers in one of the most tremendous wars of all history, x war with Grant and Sherman and Hlancock and Sheridan and Farragut an one side and Lee and Stonewall Jackson and Longstreet and Johnston :n the other. As in greek assemblages, when speakers would rouse the audi ?nce, they shouted "Marathon'" so if [ wanted to stir you to acclamation, I would only need to speak the words, "Lookout Mountain." "Chancellors ville," "Gettysburg."' And though through the passage of years you are forever free from duty of enlistment, if European nations should too easily and too quickly forgot the Monroe doctrine and set aggressive foot upon this continent, I think your ankles would be supple again, and your arms would grow strong again, and your eye woulde keen enough to follow the stars of the old flag wherever they might lead. And next I greet the colonel and his staff and all the officers and men of this regiment. It has been an event ful year in your history. If never be fore, Brooklyn appreciates something of the value of its armories and the men who there drill for the defense and safety of the city. The blessing of God be upon all of you, my com rades of the Thirteenth regiment! And looking about fora subject that might be most helpful and inspiring for you, and our veterans here assembled, and the citizensgathered tonight with their good wishes. I have concluded to hold up before ;you the greatest soldiers of all time-Joshua, thehero of my text. He was a magnificent fighter, but he always fought on the right side, and he never- fought unless God told him to fght. In my text he gets his military euqipment, and one would think it must have been plumed helmet for the brow, greaves of brass for the feet, habergeon for the breast, "There shall not any man be able to stand befo' thee all the days of thy hie." "Oh,' you say, "anybody could have cor' ao'e with such a backing up as that." W'hy, my friend, I have to tell you that the God of the universe and the Chieftain of eternity promises to do just as much for us asefor him. All the resources of eternity are pledged in our behalf, if we go out in the service of God, and no more than that was offered to Joshua. God fulfilled this promise of my text, although Joshua's irst battle was with the spring fresh t, and the next with a stone wall, and the next leading on a regiment of whipped cowards, and the next battle, against darkness, wheeling the sun and moon into his battalion, and the last against the king of terrors, death -five great victories. For the most part when the general >f an army starts out in a conflict he would like to have a small battle in >rder that he may rally his troops and et them drilled for greater conflicts; ut this first undertaking of Joshua vas greater than the leveling of Fort Pulaski, or the thundering down of 3ibralter, or the overthrow of the Bastile. It was the crossing of the Jordan at the time of the spring fresh t. The snows of Mount Lebanon had just been melting and they poured :lown into the valley, and the whole caley was a raging~ torreint. So the Canaanites stand on one bank and they look across and see Joshua and theIsrealites, and they laughed and say, "Aha: aha: they cannot disturb as until the freshets fall; it is impossible for them to rcach us." But, after awhile they look across the water and they see a iovement in the irmy of Joshua. They say: "What's he matter now? Why, there must be a panic among these troops, and they ire going to tly, or perhaps they are 'oing to try to march across the river iordan. Joshua is a lunatic." But Toshua, the chieftain of the text, looks t hisarmy and ci'ies, "Fo-ward march mnd ther' start for the bank of the Jordan. One mile ahead go two priests carry ng a glittering box 4 feet wide. It is he ark of the covenant. And they ~ome down, and no sooner do they ust touch the rim of the water with heir feet than by an almighty ftt Jordan parts. The army of Joshuai narches righot on without getting their1 eet wet over the bottom of the river, i path of chalk and broken shells and aebbles, until they get to the other Sank. Then ther' lay hold of the ole'I mders and tamar-isks and willowsand >ull themselves up a bank 30 of 4() 'eet high, and having gained the otheri >ak they clap their shields and their1 :ymbals and sing the praises of the 'sod of Joshua. But no sooner have they reached the] >ank than the wvaters begin to dash nd roar', and with a territic i'ush they reak loose from their strange anchor' g. Out yonder they halted. On this ide the waters roll orf toward the salt ea. But as the hand of the Lord God s taken away from the thus uplifted vaters-waters perhaps uplifted half a nile-as the Almighty hand is taken1 tay, those waters rush down, and ome of the unbelieving Isrealites say: Alas, alas, what a mnisfortune: Why I ould not those waters have stai~d. arted: Bec'ause perhaps we may want o go back. <U Lord, we are engaged n a risky' business. Those Canaanites t nay eat'us up. How if we want to go 1 >aek: Would it not have been a morer ~omplete miracle if the Lord had part-' d the wvaters to let us come through udlt kept them parted to let us go back f we are defeated :" Mv friends, Goela nakes no provisionI foi- a Christain's1 etreat. He cleairs the p~ath all the way o Canaan. To go back is to die. Ther ame gatekeepers that swing back the methytine and crystalline gate of thei ordan to let Israeal pass through nowr wing shut the amethstine and crystal me gate of the Jordan to k-een the Is- f *:;;liter from)l going back. I decl:;re it you(:1r hearing today, victory aitead, r 10 f iet (e'p in the rear. Tri unnh:' aheaml, ( aSunu ahead; bhind1( (-; atli am(n d:il rkness and w e :usl i. iut you say. "Why didu't those 1.auite"s, whlei. they had such a .slendid ciane-standing on the top I the bank 1or 40 feet high, complete d emonish those poor Israelites down ni the river:" I will tell you why. God a d inade a promise and he was going LO keep it. 'There shall not. any man be able to stand before thee all the lays of thy life. But this is no place for the host to stop. Joshua gives the command, "Forward. march :" In the distance there is a long grove of trees. and at the end of the grove is a city. It is a city of arbors, a city with walls seem ing to reach to the heavens, to but tress the very sky. It is the great metropolis that commands the moun tain pass. It is Jericho. That city was afterward captured by Pompey. and it was afterward captured by Herod the Great, and it was afterward captured by the Mohammedans, but this campaign the Lord plans. There shall be no swords, no shields, no battering ram. There shall be only one weapon of war, and that a ram's horn. The horn of the slain ram was sometimes taken, and holes were punctured in it.and then the m-isician would put the instrument to his lips, and he would run his fingers over this rude musical instrument and make a great deal of sweet harmony for the people. That was the only kind of weapon. Seven priests were to take these rude rustic musical in strumentsand they were to go around the city every day for six days--once a day for six days. and then on the seventh day they were to go around blowing these rude musical instru ments seven times, and then at the close of the seventh blowing of the ram's horns on the seventh day the peroration of- the whole scene was to be a shout, at which those great walls should tumble from capstone to base. The seven priests with the rude mu sical instruments pass all around the city walls on the first day, and a fail ure. Not so much as a piece of plaster broke loose from the wall-not so much as a loosened rock, not so much as a piece of mortar lost from its place. "There," say the unbelieving Israel ites, "didn't I tell you so? Why, those ministers are fools. The idea of goino around the city with those musical instruments and expecting in that. way to destroy it: Joshua has been spoiled; he thinks because he has overthrown and destroyed the spring freshet he can overthrow the stone wall. Why, it is not philosophic. Don't you see there is no relation be tween the blowing of these musical instruments and the knocking down of the wall. It isn't philosophy." And I suppose there were many wiseacres who stood with their brow knitted, and with the forefinger of the right hand to the forefinger of the I'eft hand, arguing it all out, and showing it was not possible that such a cause should produce such an effect. And I suppose that night in the encamp ment there was plenty of philosophy and caricature,and if Joshua had been nominated for any high military posi tion he would not have got many votes. Joshua's stock was down. The second day the priests blowing the musical instruments go around the city, and a failure. Third day, and a failure; fourth day, and a failure; fifth day, and -a failure; sixth day. and a failure. The seventh day comes, the climacteric day. Joshua is up early in the morning and examines the troops, walks all around about, looks at the city wall. The priests start to make th~e circuit of the city. They go all around once, all around twice, three times, four times, five times, sixth times, seven times, and a failure. There is only one more thing to do, and that is to utter a great shout. I see the Israelitish army straightening themselves un, filling their lung's for a vociferatioi such as was never haeard before and never heard after. Joshua feels that the hour has come, and he cries out to his host, "Shout, for the Lord hath o'iven you the city :" All the people %egin to cry, "Down, Jeri cho, down Jericho:" and the lono' line of masonry begins to quiver ana to move and to rock. Stand from under. She falls. Crash go the walls, the temples, the towers, the palaces; the air is blackened with the dust. The huzza of the victorious Israelites and the groan of the conquered Ca naanites commingle, and Joshua standing there in the debries of the wall hears a voice saying, "There shall not any man be able to stand before thee all the days of thy life." But Joshua's troops may not halt ere. The command is, "Forward. march :" There is the city Al; it must be taken. How shall it be taken A scouting party comes back and says, "Joshua,we can do that without you; it is going to be a very easy job; you just stay here while we go and capt ure it." They marcha with a small 'egiment in front of that city. The men of Ai look at them and give one ell and the Israelites run like rein leers. The northern troops at Bull Run did not make such rapid time as these Israelites with the Canaanites after them. They never cut such a sorry tigure as when they were on the retreat. Anybody that goes out in the battles of God with only half a force, instead of your taking the men of Ai, the men of Ai will take you. Look at the church of God on the re treat. The Bornesian cannibals ate up Munson the missionary. "Fall back," said a great many Christian people. "Fall back, oh. Church of God: Borneo will never be taken. Don't you see the Bornesian cannibals have eaten up Munson the mission ar Tyndall delivers his lecture at he University of Glasgow. and a 'reat many good people say: "Fall back, oh. church of God. Don't you ee that Christian philosophy 1s going o be overcome by worldly philosphy all back :' Geology plunges its crow bar into the mountains, and there are a great many people who_ say: "Sci mtific mnvestig-atio. is gomgG to over :hrowv the Mosaic account of the ca :ion. Fall back :" Friends of God ave never any right to fall back. Joshua falls on his face in chagrin. [t is the only time you ever see the )ack of his head. He falls on his face md begins to whine, and he says: "O Lord God, wherefore hast thou at all )rought this people over JIordan to leliver us into the hand of the Amor tes, to destroy us: Would to God we iad been content and dwelt on tihe ther side of Jordan: For the Canaan tes and all the inhabitants of the land hall hear of it and shall environ us 'ound and cut off our name from the ~arth." God comes and rouses him. How loes he rouse him: By compliment try apostrophe: No. He says: "Get ee up. Wherefore liest thou upon liv face :" Joshua arises. and, I war -a'ntrou, with a mortified look. But is old courage comes back. The fact vas that was not his battle. If lie had een in it he would have gone on to ictor'y. He gathers his troops :around ii and says, "Now let us go up and :apture the city of Ai: let us go up 'ight away." They march on. He puts the major ty of the troops behind a ledge of -ocks in the night, and then he sends tcomparatively small battalion up in out with a sho:. Tlis battalion in striatagenm fi bac :1k :and fall back. and whet all tht 11+-11 of \i h:nve left tie city :nd :r" in priiisi f tis. , scattered or s(' in l yi. iV sea tti',red latt:ilion..losh ua stands on a roce I s." his locks flying in tihe uBaid as 1't" points his siear towardi th dooied city'. arid that is the signal. Thbe ien e'insh out from behind the rocks and take the city. and it is put to the torch, and then these Israelites in the city march down and the flying battalion of Israelites return. and between these two waves of Israelitish prowess the men of Ai are destroyed. and the Israelites gain the victory. and while I see the curl ing smoke of that destroyed city on the sky. and while I hear the liuzza of the Israelites and the groan of the Ca naanites. .losliua hears something louder than it all ringing and echoing through his soul, "There shall not any man be able to stand before thee all the days of thy life." But this is no place for the host of Joshua to stop. "Forward, march!" cries Joshua to the troops. There is the city of Gibeon. It has put itself under the protection of Joshua. They sent word, "There are five kings after us; they are going to destroy us; send troops quick; send us help right away.- Joshua has a three days' march more than double quick. On the morning of the third day he is be fore the enemy. There are two long lines of battle. The battle opens with great slaughter, but the Canaanites soon discover something. They say: "That is Joshua: that is the man who conquered the spring freshet and knocked down the stone wall and destroyed the city of A. There is no use fighting." And they sound a re treat, and as they begin to retreat Joshua and his host spring upon them like a panther, pursuing them over rocks, and as these Canaanites with sprained ankles and gashed foreheads retreat the catapults of the sky pour a volley of hailstones into the valley, and all the artillery of the heavens with bullets of iron pounds the Ca naanites against the ledges of Beth horon. "Oh," says Joshua. "this is surely a victory:" "But do you not see the sun is going down Those Amorites are going to get away after all, and they will come up some other time and bother us and perhaps destroy us." See, the sun is going down. -Oh, for a longer day than has ever been seen in this climate: What is the matter with Joshua? Has he fallen in an apoplectic fit: No. He is in prayer. Look out when a good man makes the Lord his ally. Joshua raises his face, radiant with prayer, and looks at the descending sun over Gibeon and at the faint crescent of the moon, for you know the queen of the night some times will linger around the palaces of the day. Pointing one hand at the descending sun and the other at the faint crescent of the moon, in the name of that God who shaped the worlds and moves the worlds, he cries, "Sun,'stand thou still upon Gibeon; and thou, moon, in the valley of Ajalon." -And they stood still. 'Whether it was by refraction of the sun's rays or by the stopping of . the whole planetary system I do not kn- .:, and do not care. I leave it to the Christian scientists and the infidel scientists to settle that question, while I tell you I have seen the same thin'. "What " say you, "not the sun stand ing still?" Yes. The same miracle is performed nowadays. The wicked do not live out half their day, and the sun sets at noon. But let a man start out and battle for God, and the truth, and against sin, and the day of his usefulniess is prolonged and prolonged and prolonged. John S ummerfield was a consumpt ive Methodist. He looked fearfully white, I am told, as he stood in old. Sands Street church in this city, preaching Christ, and when he stood on the anniversary platform in New York p leading for the Bible until unusual and unknown glories rolled forth from that book. When he was dying his pillow was brushed with the wings of the ang'el from the skies, the messeno'r that G*od sent down. Did John ~ummerfield's sun set? Did John Summerfield's day end? Oh, no! He lives on in his burning' utterance in behalf of the Christian ch~urch. The sun stood still. Robert McCheyne was a consumpt ive Presbyterian. It was said when he preached he coughed so it seemed as if he would never preach again. His name is fragant in all Christen dom, that name mightier today than was ever his livimg presence. He lived to preach the gospel-in Aber deen, Edinburgh and Dundee, bitt he went awa-y very early. He preached himself into the gr'ave. Has Robert MCheyne's sun set? Is Robert Mc Cheyne's day ended: Oh, no! His dying delirium was filled with prayer, and when he lifted his hand to pro nounce the benediction upon his fam ily and the benediction upon his coun try he seemed to say: "I canno't die now. I want to live on and on. I want to start an influence for the church that will never cease. I2 am only 30) years of age. Sun of my Christian ministry, stand still over Scotland." And it stood still. But it is timie for Joshua to go home. He is 110 years old. Washing on went down the Potomac, and at Mount Vernon closed his days. Well ington died peacefully at Apsley House. Now, where shall .Joshua rest? Why, he is to have his ;rreat est battle now. After 110 years he has to meet a king who has more sub.iects than all the present population of the earth, his throne a pyramid of skulls, his parterre the graveyards and the cemeteries of the world, his chariot the world's hearse-the king of' ter rors. But if this is Joshua's greatest battle it is going to be Joshua's great est victory. He gathers his fr'iends around him and gives his valedictory, and it is full of reminiscence. Young men tell what they are going to do. Old men tell what they have done. And as you have heard a graiiafath er or a great-grandfathier, seated by the evening tire, tell of Monmouth, or Yorktown, and then lift the crutch or staff as though it were a musket, to fight, and show how the old battles were won-so .Joshua gathers his friends around his dying couch, and ie tells them the story of what lhe has been through, and as he lies there. his white locks snowing down on his wrinkled forehead. I wondei' if God has kept his promise all the way tirouh-the promise of the text. As he lief jthere he tells the story one, two or three times--you have heard old people tell a story two or three times over-and as lie answers: "I go the way of all the earth. and not one word of the promise has failed. not one word thereof has failed: all has come to pass. not one word thereof has failed." And then he turns to his family, as a dying parent will, and says: ''Choose now whom you will serve. the God of Israel. or the God of the Amiorites. As for me and my house, we will ser"ve the Lord." A dying parent cannot be reckless or tioughtless in regard to his children. onsent to part with them at the door f the tomb we cannot. By the cradle in which their infancy was rocked, by the bosom on which they first lay, by the blood of the covenant, by the God of Joshua, it shall not be. We will not part. we cannot part. Jehovah ireb. we take the at thy pr'omise, "I will be a God to thee and thy seed if ter thee." nDead the old chieftain must be laid RgQYALPtw L MKIN POWDER Absolutely Pure. A cream or tartar raging powder Highest of all in leavening strength.-La test United States Government Food Re. Fort. Royal Baking Pow der Company. 106 Wall St.. N. Y. - there are other insects that affect fruit trees, and that the remedy for the San Jose Scale will prove of equal value in destroying the Agrilus sin nantes and all species of the genus A DEFENDER OF SILVER. Senator Blackburn's Answer to Carlisle. _ The Secretary's Change. LAwRENCEBURG. Ky., May 25. Senator J. C. Blackburn, who was ad vertised to answer Secretary Carlisle here today, was greeted by a large au dience. He spoke substantially as follows: "They were not satisfied to let Mr. McCreary, Mr. Buckner, Mr. Brown and myself fight this battle on its merits, but they imported a man who is grv-ter than is Jorn the Bap tist t' drive back this silver craze as they cal it. Now understand that what I am -oing to Fay about Mr. Carlisle will be said in the kindest terms possi ble. I do not mean to complain of Mr. Carlisle for coming here to his own State to speak. He has the right to come. It was not necessary for, him to apologize for coming. "I do not know-in what capacity the - gentleman came and spoke-whether he came as a citizen of this grand old commonwealth or as Secretary of the Treasury. But God knows I am will ing to believe he came in the capacity of the Secretary of the Treasury to di tate to his people what to do about this all-important question. But no. matter how he came or who he is, I have the right to answer him, and that is what I am going to do. It may be called sacrilege for me to reply to so great a man, but I would reply to the President should he come down here and take issue against me. (Ap plause.) No man can get so big in mind or body but what he can be an swered." Mr. Blackburn went on to show what he termed Mr. Carlisle's incon sistency in saying in Covington that he had never been for free silver. "If the speech he made in 1878 was not a free silver speech," said Mr. Blackburn, "what was it? He let his speech go for seventeen years without saying anything against it; now he comes out and says it was not a sd ver speech. Well, then, we will be lieve Mr. Carlisle and not his speech, and I will go on and give you a little proof that is proof. On the 7th dayof November, 1877. Mr. Carlisle while sitting by' my side in the House of Representatives, voted for the Dick Bland bill, which as you all know, was a silver bill out and out. I do not ask you to take my word on this vote Ibut look on pages 143 and 144 of Jour nal proceedings of the Forty-fifth Congress, book No. 1,093. Only five years ago the Sherman bill passed. I voted against that bill; so did Carlisle, yet he is making the same old hpen Sherman made then. Now I kow-' you will say showing hisinconsistency does not answer hfis argument. know that, and I am now going to anc swer his argument, every point of itc. "I thought when the mighty Car lisle came they were -going to threw new light on this- sub'ect, but did not. He did not advance a singl new idea. First, he makes theaset~ that if you have free 'coinage of silver you will put the cot'ntry on a-silver basis and would drive all the gold out of the country. This is not true. We have tried it once, and when we qnit we had three dollars to every one do1 lar ini gold more than when we-began. He says this country would be the dumipingoground for all silver bullion.' He is oft there, for ours is the only na tion under the sun that has silver bull ion.' The Speaker wvent into every point of the Carlisle speech and was gener ously applauded. Mr. Blackburn then, paid his respects to the administration, saying: "I am. reatly handicapped, but let Messrs. Cleveland, Carlisle and all the rest take the stump and I will win this race in spite of the whole combination.' The Mother Must Rtest. We doubt not that many a reader of these columns feels herself men taarv reduced to the flatness and thin nosof gold-leaf merely through the long hammering of her daily duties, - pursued year in andl year out, with out iany remission of consequence, so' that mind and heart and being have so long borne the recurring strokes: of this to be done at this time and ins this way, and that to be done at that time and in the other way, that th~/e mother of the house feels herself to. be imore than an animate and affec tionate sheet of writing paper. But does the queen of, the house hold really owe all her duty to the. household,' and not aun to herself? And if she feels that it is the first, is not she a part of the household, too,. and so with a rioht to as much con sideration as t'ie others receive? What, for intance, is the state of the household going to be if she over works or neglects herself till she sick ens and dies! Or what is it going to be if her health gives out slowly, and she is an invalid on the hands of those who cannot quite take care of them selyes: She ought to see that in look ing out for herself she is really look ing out for them also, since it is to be doubted if there is any one in the wide world who can exactly fill her place in regard to them, even if life has no longer much attraction for her person- - ally. In order to preserve -her health~ andl to preserve her intellect there must be seasons of rest, the strained~ chord must be let down, so that i shall not snap. Why Physicians L'se an 'E. A woman of an investigating tu of mind started out the other day dscover why physicians begin their prescriptions with the letter "R.Well. she found out, but it took time and caused her trouble. It seems that dur ing the mviddle ages, when astroloy was in fashtion, a character very much like our "R" was the sign of Jfupiter, the p~reser~ver of healthi. The physi cians. being then equally devote to . the science of medicine an~d astrology, invariable began their prescriptions with the following words: "In the name of .Jupiter take the following doses in the order set down hereinaf te. In the course of time this for mula was abbreviated, until at pre ent only theL letter "R~ remains to teach usthat the medical art was once out. Handle him very gently: that sacred body is over 110 years of age. Lav hirn outh stretch out those fuet that walked dry shod the parted .or (dnal. Close those lips whic h ielpe-d blow the blast at which the wal Is of Jericho fell. Fold the arms that lifted the spear toward the doomed city of Ai. Fold it rioht over the heart that exulted when tie five kings fell. But where shall we get burnished granite for the headstone? I bethink myself now. I imagine that for the head it shall be the sun that stood still upon Gibeon and for the foot, the moon that stood still in the valley of Ajalon. THE SAN JOSE SCALE. The Insect that is Destroying our Fruit Trees and How to Kill It. The following interesting article on the San Jose Scale. the little insect that is playing havoc with the fruit trees throughout the South, is from the pen of Prof. J. C. Hartzell. Jr., who has given considerable study to the subject. and will be found very interesting. It should be read by all our readers, but especially by those who have fruit trees. The Professor says: TIv attention has been called to the blight that is affecting the fruit trees in this section and destroying a large per cent. of the trees in a majority of the orchards. Several theories have been advanced as to the cause of this blight, but I am of the opinion that none that I have heard is. correct. I have examined a number of fruit trees, mainly -peach, pear and plum, in the field, and twigs and undevel oped fruit in my laboratory. and have reached the conclusion that the cause of the trouble is the San Jose Scale (Aspidiot us perniciosus Cornst.) This insect has been the scourge of western orchards for many years and has caused the loss of hundreds of thous ands of dollars to fruit growers in that section. In August, 1893, it made its appearance in Charlottesville. Va., and up to that time it had not been known in the eastern part of the Uni ted States, but since then it has spread over nearly all of the Atlantic States and is causing great consternation among nurserymen and farmers. It attacks the pear, peach, plum, apple. currant, rose, quince, gooseberry, and raspberry, and the only way its first appearance can be accounted for is that it undoubtedly infested nursery stock that was shipped to eastern nur serymen and by ther distributed throughout the severa. States. The trees upon which it was noticed in Charlottesville had been received from a New Jersey nurseryman who had received them from California, and of course when once ini roduced they spread like "wild-fire' i.nd it does not take long for them to go from one State to another. Its work of destruc tion has been noticed from British Columbia to Florida, and so great have been its raviges that the Govern ment has been making vioorous efforts to check the spread of the insect and to inform the Agricultural Depart ment of the several Eastern States as to the best method of procedure. So destructive are these an Jose Scales that it behooves the farmer to act promptly if he wishes to save his fruit trees, and the realization of this fact has prompted me to write this article to enable him to realize the danger which threatens the loss of thousands of dollars. In the first place the insect is very inconspicuous and eyen experts faji at times to discover it, although of course its work of destruction can be seen. In the second place absolute exter mination can not be expected for it has come to stay and it mhust always be watched and fought if' it is to be checked and if we would save our fruit. The insect is viviparous, that is, gives birth to living young, and there fore does not lay eggs. During the winter it hibernates in the nearly full grown female condition and about the middle of May begin to give birth to living. young and continue to do so for about six weeks. The newly hatched larvie, after crawling about for a few hours settle down and com mence at once to form a scale. In two days the insect becomes invisable. be. ir4 covered by a pale, grayish-yellow sheld, with a projecting nipple at the centre. This mnpple is at first white in color. T welve days after hatching the first skin is cast. The males at this time are rather larger than the females and the latter have lost their eyes entirely. Six days later the males begin to change to popa, while the females have not yet cast the second skin. At this time the females are so tightly cemented to the scale that they cannot be remov;ed without crushing. In two or three days more the females cast their second skin or twenty to twenty-one days after hatch ing. At twenty-four days the males begin to issue, emerging from their scales. At thirty days the females are about full-crrown, and the embryonic young cane seen within their bodies; at from thirty to forty days the larva beain to make their appearance. 1 have taken the above description fronm the report on the insect by T. W. Howard, Chief Entomologist in the U. S. Department of Agriculture. These insects produce a peculiar red dening effect upon the skin of the fruit and tender twings and can only be detected by close examination with a lens, and in winter theyvso complete ly cover the twigs by~ overlapping each other that it is almost impossible to discover them. The infested leaves turn purplish-brown, but do not have a tendency to fall. If a twig be scraped with the finger nail, a yellow ish oily liquid will appear, resulting from the crushing of the bodies of the insects. It requires a v-ery powerful microscope to distinguish the insect itself, but the scale can be seen with a lens. I will now give two remidies that have proved very effective in the des truction of -the scale: T wo pounds of whale-oil soap dissolved in one gallon of water, or resin, 120 pounds; caustic soda 30 pounds: fish-oil 15 pints: water suflicient to make 100 gallons. These insecticides must be sprayed upon the trees and it will be found necessary to make five or six applications during the summer and it will be found that a large majority will be killed. Out of eight different remedies in 29 differ ent proportions tested by the Govern ment,the two just mentioned was found to be the best. These remedies will cost about eight cents per gallon and if it is necessary to use any quantity fruit growers may not be disposed to use,but it is as Prof. Howard says: "It is safe to say that trees attacked by the scale will not reu rate without act ie remedial work-, and the choice therefore remains to the fruit-grower between loosing his trees and apply ing one of these washes, expensive as they may seem. One gllon of either remedy will be round sufficient to treat live averagze trees, and one man can treat it.;o hun dred and fifty in a day. The resin wash will be found to *destroy thme scale in a more advanced stage of development than the whale-oil Soap) solution, while its work is more rapid. Both however have their good quali ties. The resin wash, although qjuick er in its action. is readily washed otf by the rains, while the other is more rsistant. n cnclsion I wish to say thft