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HOW SHORT THE SPACE. How short the space, how much to do How few and brief the days of men! So much to learn of talse an : true And only threescore years and ten: So little time to do things well. So much-so very much to know; And while we labor in our cell Theyears do not forget to go. So many things that we may learn If only Time would stay its tide, And once again our Youth return To keep the shadow from our side. But, ah! what cannot be cannot, We'll do the little that we may, And in some Time-ignoring spot Perhaps find what we leave today. COWSLIP GREENS 1Y SOPHIE SWETT. "When I enjoyed my victuals there wa'nt nothing that I thought so imuch of as a mess of cowslip greens," said Mrs. Tibbets plaintively. surveying a huge pan filled with tropical looking leaves and brilliant yellow blossoms. "And the blows carry me right back to East Macedonia and the pretty smells there use to be there in the spring of the year. Seems as if spring hadn't a fair chance here in Potiphar City. Your father used to like a mess of pork and greens-" "Oh, ma, I wish vou wouldnt want such dreadfully vulgar things :" Ad die Luella who was sixteen, had tears of vexation in her pretty blue eves. 'And I wish you could get over Fast Macedonia. The Parkhursts came from there. too, but who would think it? They're the very first people in Potiphar City and-and Augusta wouldn't invite me to the Charity Club tableaux. The reason for the little fine puckers that had been all day between Addie Luella's brows had come out now. Mrs. Tibbetts looked vaguely per plexed and troubled; she dimly com prehended that to have a mother ob livious of grammar and of sotial aspirations made life full of pin pricks for Addie Luella. In Potiphar City one was nothing if not stylish. Fifteen years before, the city had been a strip of unreclaimed prairie; now it was a great lumber town with most of the appliances of civilization anid all the fashions. Hi ram Tibbetts, coming from East Mace donia in Maine, did his share in re claiming the prairie and made a for tune in lumber. "Pa" was quite a magnate of Potiphar City; but of what use was that, demanded Addie Luella, with tears, if ma would be so common and old-fashioned? "I guess you'll have to do your so cil climbin' without your ma," said good Hiram Tibbetts, gaing with p ride upon, his pretty daughter. " Pa" did understand a little. . "It don't seem a mite like Adeline Parkhurst to get so stuck up," said Mrs' Tibbetts, reflectively. "When we was girls in East Macedony, there wa'n't nobody so intimate as Adeline and me; and I named you for her and she named Augusty for me. Enoch Parker and your father are second cousins, too, and it's a dretful clan nish family; they stick to one 'nother through thick and thin. But your father andEnoch had a difficulty about some railroad stocks and hain't never spoke to each other sence; and then their goin' to another meetin', and Adelinegettin' so kind of high flyin'; not but what she's a real good woman and oives away a sight-" "Slie isn't likely to have much to give aay if what I've heard is true." This was Hiram Tibbetts, junior, a boy of seventeen, who had just come in with the importance of a possessor of news. "It's a secret, I overhead pa and another man talki* 'aTbit it. Parkhurst is an awfully tigh place; thythink .he'll'fail; then hi mills e' e16sed; they say he's made an awul struggle to keep 'em open all winter and-don't you breathe it to anybody, but they're afraid there'll be arun on the bank that he's President of; he hasn't done anything wrong, but he lost his head when he began to getinto trouble, and there are doubts about the way some of the bank's money is invested." "Do you suppose there won't be any tableaux, Hi?" asksed Addie Luella, breathlessly. "Oh, 'Gusta don't know anything about it vet, of course, nor her mother either. 'I saw them driving around this morning with that pair of spank ing bays and a new carriage. I sup pose he thinks he must keep up ap pearances." "I'm glad we don't have to," said Mrs. Tibbetts, drawing a long breath. "I declare,.if we have gone such dif runt ways I feel a nearness to Adeline when she's in trouble. Kind of queer that I was thinkin' of her this mornin' I expet it 'twas because seein' them cowslps in a pddler's wagon fetched old times rigt back to me. I run right out an~ bought all he had-and now I don't know as I know exactly what to do with 'em all Your father used to like a mess of pork and greens." Addie Luella sighed heavily; but she helped herself to all the blossoms, and made of h'er boudoir what her friend, Trixy Wainwright, called a symphony in yellow with them, and filled a great bowl with them to deco rate the dinner table. '-Ma" said she loved to smell posies when she was eating: but she didn't like the candles with which Addie Luella persisted in lighting the table; she said candles were old-fashioned in East Macedony when she was a girl, and what was the sense of havin' 'em when they had electric lights? "Pa" looked askance at the cowslip greens; he said he used to like 'em when he was a boy, but he guessed with his dyspepsy he wouldn't resk it. Mrs. Tibbetts looked at the neglected dish of greens and had an inspiration (she kept it private, as she did many of her inspirations, lest they should be frowned upon by Addie Luella). She Dut some of the greens, with a slice~of pork on the top, into a dish of the old clover-leaf chmna that was her mother's-ther seemed to belong in somethingr olfd fashioned-and sent them to Miss Lucretia Lund, who had come from Maine to keep house for her brother. She placed the dish in a dainty basket and slipped a card in side conveying her compliments: that would impart a little air of style to the affair which was desirable in view of the fact that Addie Luella might find it out. "Cowslip greens from Mrs. Hiram Tibbetts; that's what the servant said." Miss Lucretia Lund took the clover leaf china cover off the dish and sniffed daintily. Then she looked across the table at her brother-for the basKet had been brought in while they were at dinner-and made a wry face. "-Of course it's very kind of her, but what queer messes these Western people do have:" she said. For Miss Lucretia was only about thirty, had lived in a Maine city, and never in her life had heard of cowslip greens. "We can't eat them-pork, just think of it: But it seems they're a delicacy: and I think I'll send them around to Mrs. Parker, who sent me that delicious pineapple p reserve; it is so much the fashion here to send dainties about. "Cowslip greens, with my compli ments, to Mrs. Paker, Mike," she said to her servant, and dispatched the basket, all unwitting of the card which Mrs. Tibbetts had slipped into it. The Parkers were dining when the basket arrived;.but the meal was a hurried one, because one of the chil dren ha been taken suddenly ill with tonsmitiI is. .-Cowslip ireens dear e., I don't Know What the are." said .1 Mrs. Par ker: "but I am sure they must be very nice. for Miss Lund is a fine housekeeper. We don't care for greens at all: I think I'll send them around to Mrs. Parkhurst: her mother is a very old lady from Maine, is visiting her. and pork and greens are so old fashioned." Mrs. Parker didu't see Mrs Tibbett's card in the basket, and her messenger. who was sent for the doctor at the same time, gave the basket to one of the Parkhurst maids without any explanation The Parklursi family had got to thei after dinner coffee by the time the basket reached ilem. As it had come mysteriousl%. Mrs. Park hurst looked for some token of the donor, and found the card. She uttered an exclamniat ion of sur prise, and her face Ilushed as she read the name aloud. "Augusty Tibbetts: \\ by Adeline -why Adeline: and cowshp greens. in the clover-leaf chiiny that was her mother's --the chiny that Augusty Pritchard had when she married Na hum French: it's just as if 'twas yes tiddv." The wrinkled hands that lifted the clover-leaf china cover trembled visibly, and atearcame near fallino' upon the pork and greens, Grania was childish, the Parkhurst children thought. "I don't see how she came to do it," murmured Mrs. Parkhurt. "It's holdin' out the olive branch, Adeline, and it ain't Christian not to take it so!" said the old woman, bro kenlv. "Life is too short for lastin' bitterness: we was young together. and like own folks: Why, Enoch and Hiram Tibbetts are own folks." Sh "'Mrs. Parkhurst laid her hand on her mother's and glanced warning ly at her husband. "They're the kind that hold a (ruldge-both of then.- she said. in a low tone. Enochi Parkhurst arose and left the table silently. He was a taci turn man by nature, and of late the habit of silence had grown upon him. The old lady said she thought Enoch was burdened: old eves are dimmed to some things only to'be opened wider to others; his wife and the children said he was always so; he had so many business cares. As he closed the dining room door behind him Enoch Parkhurst put his hand to his head. "Hiram Tibbetts: he could save me," he murmured; "he would have done it once-now it is impossible." "Adeline, you'll take me to-morrow to see Augusty Tibbetts, won't you?" Grandma was saying as the door .closed. "When Augusty has come more'n halfway so, seems as if 'twas the least you could do!" "We haven't spoken for so long. and she is--is in such a different set," faltered her daughter. "I would really have liked to have Addie Tibbetts in fhe tableaux," said Augusta Parkhurst, is seventeen-year old girl, whose very plainness was stylish, Addie Luella said. "She would make a beautiful Bluebeard's wife-with her head hung up, you know, her hair is so long and light; but she isn't in our set." "I don't know how Augusta would take it," pursued Mrs. Parkhurst, meditatively. "I should think she had shown you how she would take it, sendin' you cowslip greens on her mother's clover leaf chmny," insisted Grandma. The next da he prancing bays and the new a'gestopped at the Tib betts'.4r. There had been some ,~'lus and angry looks cast after them, as they passed the mill, by workmen who had heard that the bread was soon to be taken from their children's mouth's; but the two occu pants of the carriage were quite obliv ious of such troubles. Grandma, ra diant with delight, holding the basket containing the precious china on her knee, and Adeline Parkhurst, wonder ing whether all her acquired society manner would enable her to be quite at her ease with "poor Augusta," who had never acquired any manner at all. "They are-they are coming here ma !" cried Addie Luella, in a tumult of delight, and earnestly hoping that everybody was looking. "Oh, ma, ma, won't you wait till jenkins opens the door !" she wailed. But Augusta Tibbetts's simple soul and kindly heart had, in an instant, dropped into oblivion the coldness and social slights of years; she threw her large white apron* (trimmed with home-made lace, Adidie Luella's des pair).over her shoulders and hurried down the steps; nothing' less than a sidewalk welcome would do for Ade line and Gran'ma'ma. She was a simple soul but after all she showed herself quick of wit; she felt only a moment's perplexity about the cowslip greens and of that she made no sign. "I won't tell 'em it's all a mistake about my sendin' 'em-not till I have to," she said to herself. "And if I can make Lucretia Lund keep still I don' know as I ever will!" And it may as well be here recorded that Mrs. Tibbetts managed the affair with such truly Machiavellian diplo macy that the little comedy of errors was never discovered by the final re cipients of her cowslip greens. It was a deligbtful call. Adeline Parkhurst for got that she had ac quired a society manner, and Augusta Tibbetts forgot that Addie Luella was being mortified by her bad grammar. They talk of "faraway and long ago." and the broken friendship was cement ed by laughter and tears. Hiram Tibbetts listened in silence to his wife's story of Adeline Park hurst's visit and the renewal of the old friendship; she had felt a little uncer tain how pa would take it, he was one to hold a grudge; but' her delight had to have vent. "Mebbe I shouldn't have felt quite so pleased if I hadn't been thinkin' considerable of East Macedony-as I do come spring o' the year," she mnur iured, apologetically. "And Augusta has sent me invita tion to take part in the tableaux: I'm to be Bluebeard's last wife -not just one of the heads hung up in a row !" cried Addie Luella, joyously. "He's felt her little slights if he is a man. She takes after him in think in' so much of them kind of things," thought Addie Luella's mother. "I've been thiinkin', ma," said Hi ram Tibbetts, huskily, and little a shamefacedly, to his wife, the next morning "['ve been thinkin' that mebbe I'd better help Enoch Park hurst a little. It's so's I can about as well as not--" "I was hopin' you would, pa!" cried Mrs. Tibbetts, joyfully. "It ain't worth the while to hold grudges and -mebbe you was some to blame." There wvere only a few who ever knew how Enoch Parkhurst weathered his financial storm: but the mills did not close and there was no run upon the bank: instead of those catastrophes he seemed to be entering upon a new' era of prosperity, and Potiphiar City felt renewed confindence in the sound ness of its rich men. And Addie Luella really was Blue eared's last wife in the tableaux. Being a simple soul, to whom it is nat ura to share her experiences, Augusta Tibbetts has sometimes wvanted to tell, but she has so far contented herself b~ saying, 'loud, when she was quite alone: "'T was all an overrulin' Providence and them cowslip greens!:"- -Inde nndnt. IN SATANS SERVICE. JONAH OF OLD SOON TIRED OF THE DEVIL'S BUSINESS. But It Took l1terole Treatment to Rring Hin to Hfis Sen e--Dr. T:lm:ge 1)raws lustructive 31oral Le-"'ont Froi .Jonah's 31 iadvant ure In the Mediterranean. NEW YoK. Aug. 4.-At this season of the year, when a large portion of the community is journeying either by land or sea, IRev. )r. Talmage, who is still absent on his ruidsiiumn'er preach ing anid lecturinlg tour, has chosen as the subject of his sermon for today, "Man Overboard," the text being ,Jonah i. G: **So the shipmaster came to him, and said unto him: What meanest thou, C sleeper Arise, call upon thy God if so be that God will think upon us, that we perish not.'* God told Jonah togo to Nineveh on an unpleasant errand. He would not go. He thought to get away from his duty by putting to sea. With pack under his arm, I find him on his i way to Joppa, a seaport. He goes down among the shipping, and says to the men lying around on the rocks. "Which of these vessels sails today ? The sailors answer, "Yonder is a ves sel going to Tarshish, I think, if you hurry, you nav get on board her. Jonah steps on board the rough craft, asks how much the fare is, and pays it Anchor is weighed, sails are 1-?isted and the rigging begins to rattle in the strong breeze of the Mediterranean. Joppa is an exposedl harbor, and it does not take long fo-' the vessel to get on the broad sea. The sailors like what they call a spanking breeze." and the plunge of the vessel from the, crest of a tall wave is exhilarating to those at home oi the deep. But the strong breeze becomes a gale, the gale a hurricane. The affrighted passengers ask the captain if he ever saw anything like this before. "Oh, yes." he says: "this is nothing Mariners are slow to admit danger to landsmen. But after awhile crash goes the mast, and the vessel pitches so far "abeam's end" there is a fear she will not be righted. The captain answers few questions and orders the throwing out of boxes and bundles and of so much of the cargo as they can get at. The captain at last con fesses there is but little hope and tells the passengers that they had better go to praying. It is seldom that a sea captain is an atheist. He knows that there is a God, for he has seen him at every point of latitude between Sandy Hook and Queenstown. Captain Moody, commanding the Cuba of the Cunaid line, at Sunlay service led the music and sang like a Methodist. The captain of this Mediterranean craft, having set the passengers to praying, go es a round examin ing the vessel at every point. He de scends into the cabin to see whether in the strong wrestling of the waves the vessel had sprung a leak, and he finds Jonah asleep. Jonah had had a weari some tramp and had spent many sleep less nights about questions of duty. and he is so sound asleep that all the thunder of the storm and the scream ing of the passengers does not disturb him. The captain lays hold of him and begins to shake him out of his un consciousness with the cry: "Don't you see that we are all going to the I~ottomn? Wake up and go to praying, if you have any God to go to. Wvhat meanest thou, 0 sleeper ? Arise, call upon thy God. if so be that God, will think up~on us, that we perish not." The rest of the story I will not re hearse, for you know it well. 'To ap pease the sea they threw Jonah over board. Learn that the devil takes a man's money and then sets him down in a poor landing place. The Bible says he.paid his fare to Tarshish. But see him get out. The sailors bring him to the side of the ship, lift him over "the guards," and let him drop with a loud splash into the waves. He paid his fare all the way to Tarshish, but did not get the worth of his money. Neither does any one who turns his back on his duty and does that which is not right. There is a young man who, during the past year, has spent a large part of his salary in carousal. What has he gained by it ? A soiled reputation. a half starred purse, a dissipated look, a petulant temper, a disturbed conscience. The menacles of one or two bad habits that are pressing tighter and tighter will keep on until they wear to the bone. Y ou paid your fare to Tarshish, but you have been set down in the midst of disauietude and perplexity. One hundred dollars for Sunday horse hire: One hundred dollars for wine sup - pers! One hundred dollars for cigars: One hundred dollars for frolics that shall be nameless: Makina' 8400 for his dlamnation! InsteacY of being in Tarshish now, lie is in the middle of the Mediterran ean. Here is a literary man, tired of the faith of his fathers, who r'esolves launched out into what is called free thinking. He buys Theodore Parker's works for 912, Renan's "Life of Christ" for $1. 50, Andrew Jackson Davis' works for $820. Goes to -hear infidels talk at the clubs and to see spiritualism at the table rappin I. Talks glibly of David, the psalmist, as an old liber tine, of Paul as a wild enthusiast and of Christ as a decent kind of a man-a littleweak in some respects, but almost as good as himself. Talks smilingly of Sunday as a good day to put a little extra blacking on one's boots, and of Christians as, for the most part, hypocrites and of eternity as "the great to be," "the everlasting now," or ''the infinite what is it." Some day he gets his feet very wet and finds himself that night chilly The next morning has a hot mouth and is hieadachy. Sends word over to the store that lhe will not b~e there to day. Bathes his feet, has mustrad plasters, calls the doctor. The medical man says aside, 'This is going to be a bad case of congestion of the lungs." Voice fails: Children must be kept down stairs or sent to the neighbor, to keep the house quiet. You say. "Send for the minister." But no; lie does not believe in ministers. You say "Readthe Bible to him." No: he does not believe in the Bible. A lawyer :omes in, and sitting by his bedside writes a document that begins: "In the name of God. Amen. I, being of sound mind do make this my last will and testament." It is certain where the sick man's body will be in less than a week. It is quite certain who will get his property. But what will become of his soul? It will go into "the great to be,"' or~ "the everlasting now," or "the infinite what is it." His soul is in deep waters and the wind is "blowing greats guns" Death cries, "Overboard with the unbeliever:" A splash: lie goes to the bottom. He paid 85 for his ticket to Tarshish when he brought the inidel books. He land -d in perdition: Every farthing you spend in sin satan will swindle you out of. He promises you shall have :20 per cent r a great dividend, lHe lies. Hie will sink all the capital. You may pay full are to some sinful success, b)ut you will never get to Tarsish. Learn how soundly men will sleep in the midst of danger. The worst light lie had, was Jonah. le was : miiber of the church, while thvy were heathen. The sailors were en (aged in their lawful calling, follow ing the sea. The merchants on board. I suppose, were going down to Tar shish to barter, but Jonah, nothwith sta:ding his Christian profession, was flving from duty. He was sound asleep in the cabiii. lie has been nmo tionless for hours--his arms and feet in the same posture as when he lay down-his breast heaving with deep respiration. Oh, how could he sleep: What if the ship struck a rock: What if it sprang a leak: What if the clum sy oriental craft .shiould capsize: What would become of Jonah . So mIen sleep soundly now and amiid perils inlinite. In ahnost every place, I suppose, the Mediterranean might be sounded, but no line is long enough to fathom tile profound be neath every impenitent man. Plung ing a tiousand fathoms (own, you cannot touch the bottom. Eternity beneath him, before him,around him: Rocks close by and whirlpools and hot breathed Levanters; yet sound asleep: We try to wake him up. but . 1. The great surges of warning break over the hurricane deck -the gong of warning sounds through the cabin-the bell rings. "A wake:'" cry a hundred voices; yet sound asleep in the cabin. In the year 1775 the captain of a Greenland whaling vessel found him. self at night surrounded by icebergs and "lay to" until morning, expect ing every moment to be ground to pieces. In the morning he looked about and saw a ship near by. He hailed it. No answer. Getting into a boat with some of the crew, he pushed out for the mysterious craft. Getting near by, he saw through the porthole a man at a stand, as though keeping a logbook. He hailed him. No answer. le went on board the vessel and found the man sitting at the logbook frozen to death. The log book was dated 1762, showing that the vessel had been wandering for 13 years among the ice. The sailors were found frozen among the hammocks and others in the cabin. For 13 years this ship had been carrying its burden of corpses. So from this gospel craft today I de scry voyages for eternity. I cry: "Ship ahoy " No answer. They float about, tossed and ground by tile ice bergs of sin, hoisting no sail for hear en. I go on board. I find all asleep. It is a frozen sleep. Oh, that my Lord Jesus would come aboard and lay hold of the wheel, and steer the craft down into the warm gulf stream of his mercy! Awake, thou that sleep est: Arise from the dead, and Christ shall give thee life. Again, notice that men are aroused by the most unexpected means. If Jonah had been told one year before that a heathen sea captain would ever awaken him to a sense of danger, he would have scoffed at the idea, but here it is done. So now men in strangest ways are aroused from spir itual stupor. A profane man is brought to conviction by the shocking blasphemy of a comrade. A man at tending church and hearing a sermon from the text, "The ox knoweth his owner," etc., goes home unimpressed; but, crossing his barnyard, an ox comes up and licks his hand, and he says, *There it is now--'the ox know eth his owner, and the ass his master's crib,' but I do not know God." The careless remark of a teamster has led a man to thoughtfulness and heaven. The child's remark, "Father, they. have prayers at uncle's house-wvhy don't we have them?" has brought sal vation to the dwelling. By strangest way and in the most unexpeted manner men are awaken ed. The'ardener of the Countess of Huntington was convicted of isin by hearing the countess on the opposite side of the wall talk about Jesus. John Hlardoak was aroused by a dream in which lie saw the last day, and the judge sitting, and heard his own name called with terrible empha sis, "John Hardoak, come to judg ment:" The Lord has a thousand ways of waking up Jonan. Wculd that the messengers of mercy might now find their way down into the sides of the ship, and that many who are unconsciously rocking in the aw ful tempest of their sin might hear the warning: "What meanest thou, 0 sleeper? Arise and call upon thy God!" Again, learn that a man may wake up too late. If, instead of sleeping, Jonah had been on his knees confess ing his sins from the time he went on board the craft, I think that God would have saved him from being thrown over board. But he woke up too late. The tempest is in full blast, and the sea in convulsion, is lashing itself, and nothing will stop it now but the overthrow of Jonah. So men sometimes wake up too late. The last hour has come. The man has no more idea of dying than I have of dropping down this moment. The rigging is all white with the foam of death. How chill the night is: "I must die," lhe says, "yet not ready. I must push out upon this awful sea, but have nothing with which to pay my fare. The white caps! Thme dark ness: The hurricane: How long have I been sleeping? 'Whole days and months and years. I am quite awake now. I see everying. but it is too late." Invisible hands take him up. He struggles to get loose. In vain. They bring his soul to the verge. They let it down over the side. The winds howl. The sea opens its frothing jaws to swallow. He has gone for ever. And whlile the canvas cracked, and the yards rattled, and the ropes thumped the sea took up the funeral dirge, playing with open diapason of. midnight storm: "Because I have called, and ye refused, I have stretch-. ed out my hand and no man r'egarded, but ye have set at naught all my counsel and would none of my re proof, I also will 1aug1 at your calanm ity, I wvill mock when your fear comn eth." Now, lest any of you should make this mistake, I address you in the words of the Mediterranean sea cap tain: "What meanest thou. 0 sleeper: Arise, call upon thy God, if so be that1 God will think upon us, that we per ish not." If you have a God, you had1 better call upon him. Do you say, "I have no God ?" Then you had better call upon your father's God. When your father was in trouble, whom did] he fly to: You heard him in his old, days, tell about some terrible exposure in a snow storm, or at sea, or in bat-] tle, or among midnight garroters, andi how lie escaped. Perhaps 20 years be- I fore you were born your father made sweet acquaintance with God. There< is something ini the worn paces of the Bible lie used to read whicTi makes vou think Vour father had a God. In1 the old religious books lying around I the house there are passages marked with a lead pencil1-passages that make you think your father was not a godless man, but that, onl that dar'ki day when he lay in the back room c dying, lie wvas ready-all ready. But perhaps your fathier was a bad man- s prayerless and a blasphemer, and you f never think of him now~ without a I shudder. He woi'shipped the world or his own app~etites. Do not then I beg of you call upon your father's t God, but call on your' mother's God. I I think she wvas good. You remember s ,when your father came home drunk c late on a cold night, how patienlt y'ouri prav. She used to sit by the hour iedititing. as thouah she were think ing of some good, warm place. wher: ii. never gets cold and where the bread does not fail and staggering steps never come. You remember her now. as she sat, in cap and spectacles, read ing her Bible Sunday afternoons. What good advice she used to give you: How black and terrible the hole in the ground looked to you when, with two ropes. ihey let her down to rest in the graveyard Al. I think from your looks that I am on the right track: Awake, 0 sleeper and call upon thy mother's God. But perhaps both your father and mother were depraved. Perhaps your cradle was rocked by sin and shame, and it is a wonder that from such a starting you have come to respectabil ity. Tnen don't call updn the God of either of your parents, I beg of you. But you have children. You know God kindled those bright eyes and rounded those healthy limbs and set beating within their breast "an inmor tality. Perhaps in the belief that somehow it would be for the best you have taught them to say an evening prayer, and when they kneel beside you, and fold their little hands, and look up, their faces all innocence and love, you know that there is a God somewhere about in the room. I think I am on the right track at last. Awake, ( sleeper, and call upon the God of thy children: May he set these little ones to pulling at thy heart until they charm thee to the same God to whom tonight they will say their little prayers. But alas: alas: some of these men and women are unmoved Uy the fact that their father had a God, that their mother had a God, and their children have a God, but they have no God. All pious ex ample to them for nothing. All the divine goodness for nothing. All warning for nothing. They are sound asleep in the side of the ship, tlougi the sea and sky are in mad wrestle. Many years ago a man, leaving his family in Massachusetts, sailed from Boston to China to trade there. On the coast of China, in the midst of a night of storm, lie made shipwreck. The adventurer was washed up on the beach senseless--all his money gone. le had to beg in the streets of Can ton to keep from starving. For two years there was no communication be tween himself and family. They sup posed him dead. le knew not but that his family were dead. le had gone out as a 'captain. le was too proud to come back as a rivate sailor. But after awhile he choked down his proudness and sailed for Boston. Ar riving there he took an evening train for the centre of the state, where he had left his family. Taking the Stage from the depot and riding a score of miles, he got home. He says that, going up in front of the cottage in the bright moonlight, the place looked tc him like heaven. He rapped on the window, and the affrighted servant let him in. He went to the room where his wife and child were slcep ino-. He did not dare to wake them for fear of the shock. Bending over to kiss his child's cheek, a tear fell upon the wife's face and she wakened, and he said, "Mary :" and she knew his voice, and there was an indescrib able scene of welcome and joy and tbanksgiving to God. Today I know that many of you are sea tossed and driven by sin in a worse storm than that which came down on the coast of China, and yet I pray God that you n-ay, like the sailor, live to get home. In the house of many mansions your friends are waiting to meet you. They are wondering why you do not come. Escaped from the shipwrecks of earth may you at last go in !It will be a bright night-a very bright night as you put your thumb on the latch of that door. Once in, you will find the old family faces sweeter than when you last saw them, and there it will be found that he who was your father's God and your mother's God and your child ren's God is your own most blessed Redeemer, to whom be glory and do minion throughout all ages, world without end. Amen. Collide in a Fog. MANCHIEsTER, N. H., Aug. 8.--A special to the Manchester Union from Plymouth, N. H.. says: The cannon ball expresed train smashed into a special freight just below Plymouth village about 6 o'clock this morning with frightful results. Engineer Frank Stevens and Fireman Geo. S. Merrill and Henry G. Sines were in stantly killed. Soveral passengers were seriously injured and fourteen new freight cars just from the shops were in pieces as were the locomotives. Plymouth, N. H., Aug. 8.-The railroad accident reported from Man chester today occurred one mile south of here on the Boston and Maine Rail road. The southbound "Caunon Ball" express met on a curve and extra freight, northbound. The crash was plainly heard in Plymiouth. The engines were completely de nolished, both being thrown over a twenty foot emnbankment and reduced to kin'dling wood. The bodies of the dead were fearfully mangled and so scalded as to be hardly recognizable. The killed are Frank Stevens, of Lake Port, engineer of the "Cannon Ball,' George Merrill, of Lake Port, fireman of the "Cannon Ball" Henry G. Sines, of Woodsville, fireman of the freight, Ar-thur Austin, of Haver hill, freight breakman was so badly hiurt he will probably die. The morn was foggy and the "Cannon Pall" was running thirty-live miles an hour relegrphi poles were destroyed for several hundred feet and all but one wire were cut off. Engineer Engineer Eaton, of the freight, had j::st been ransfer'red from the Norther'n to Whiite Mountain division of the Bos-1 .on anid Maine, and was learning tile 'oad between Concord and Woodsville [is escape was miraculous. The firsti ae knew of the affair was a crash md the next instant he was era wlingr 'rom beneath the wrecked locomo-) ives On his hands and knees. Al-( .hough lle is considerably injured, he results will not be serious. Trhe >rders for the movement of the two rains were given by the dispatcher at< moodsville an d it is not known who >lu ndered. Evidently- a Gold iUng. LExINGTox~, Ky., Aug. 8.-" Oh, I :illed the devil with a gold brick," vas the exclamation of W. N. Hurst, en inmate of the Eastern lunatic asy um, when discovered by the attend ents this morning sitting on a bed lugging a brick wrapped in a pillow lip. At his feet was the lifeless body >f another lunatic, with his head mashed to a pulp. The murder had teen committed some time during the tight. Hurst secured a loose brick rom the wall behind his bed. A Fatal Kick. I -. AL., Fla., Aug. 7.-While driv ng home last nighlt, Mr. Samuel How il's horse, which was attached to a oad cart, began kicking, one foot triking Mr. Howell in the head and r'acturing the skull. Mr. Howell will robably die from the etl'ects. Ut' in New Jersey it costs a negro ' wenty years in the penitentia'y to C ill a student. JIohn S. ('ohlis, who a hot and killed Firedrick I hl, tile P'rin- I eton student, was convicted of murder' a the second degree and sent to tihe c enitntiay twnty ears MURDERS HER HUSBAND. rhle Terrile D-!ed of an l'nfaithful wife :Lawl Hler P1aramnour. SPAR~TAN:Uciu, S. C.. Aug. 3.-The mystery of the murder of J. 0. Carson is to be cleared away, and before morning a youngman by the name of Green, and Mrs. Carson, may be ap preliended. as warrants have been is sued for their arrest. The killing is one of the blackest that has ever oc curred in this county and the direct cause which led to th'e deed is far more black than the crime. It is rumored that Mrs. Carson and Green have been on intimate terms for some time and, that Green became jealous of her hus band and killed him to get him out of his way. It is said that the suicide theory is all a myth and that it was aranged to shield the murderers. SPAIaN-1snU, S. C., Aug. 5.-Mrs. J. 0. Carson, Ed Green and J. B. Page have been arrested for the mur der of J. 0. Carson, and if Judge Lvnch does not take hand in the case Judge Benet will, perhaps, be called upon to sit upon the most horrible, cold-blonded murder case that has ever been tried in this State. After the killing Green fled into North Carolina, but on Sunday night was captured and broaght back, getting off the train at Landrum's. There they were met by a mc 11 of about 150 who were eager to lynch. Green on the spot and it was with the greatest difliculty that the of ficers prevented it. An investigation was begun today at Fingarville. There is an enormous and excited crowd present. The feel ing is most intense. Threats of lynch ing are heard on all sides and the sit uation .s serious. Page has turned State's evidence and told the story of the killing. He says that on that fatal night he slept at Gireen's house and that Green and Mrs. Carson went over to Carson's home and on Green's return he said: "Me and Mrs. Carson have kiled Carson and if anything ever cames from it 1 will give you S1O to swear that I slept with you all tonight." Page's story. in the main, is true yet it is thought that he took a hand in the killing as some of his clothes. all bes:neared with blood, were found at his house. The prisoners will be brought to jail tonight if they can es cape the hands of the mob. Sheritr Dean and a posse have just left here for New Prospect, the scene of the killing, to protect, if posible, the prisoners from the hands of an excited mob of 600. Later-The sheriff and posse have just arrived in charge of Mrs. Carson and her paramour. E. J. Green. Had it not been for the timely arrival of the sheriff and posse they in all prob ability would have been dangling at the end of a rope. Both woman and man were very nervous and refused to make a statement. A large crowd is now collected about the jail. No trouble is feared now that the murder ers are within prison walls. Excursion Rates. The South Carolina and Georgia Road announces the following rates to Atlanta on account of the Exposition, which is soon to be opened in that city. Tickets will be on sale Septem ber 5 and 12, and daily from the 15th to December 15, limited to return be fore Januarv 7. for .-1.3.95 for the round trip. After September 15 tickets good for a fifteen day trip to Atlanta will be sold for $10.25 for the round trip. On the same date a third kind of excursion ticket, good for one week, will be sold for $7.20 for the round trip. The South Carolina and' Georgia Road will also sell excursion tickets to Louisville on account of the National Encampment of the Grand Army of the Republic, which is to be neld in that city this year. These tickets will be on sale from September $ to 11 for $15.30 for the round trip, and they will be good for a return passage until October 5. Rcund trip tickets will be sold over the same road from September 13 to the I 6 to Knoxville on account of the battlelild encampment of the Sons of Veterans, which is to be held next month. These tickets will be good for the return trip until October 10, and will cost but $8.50. The dedication of the Chickamauga: and Chattanooga National Park at: Chattanooga next month is another even~t on account of which the South: Carolina and Georgia Road will sell1 excursion tickets. These tickets will be on sale September .16 to the 19, limited to a return trip on or before October 13~ for $S.95. Cornering the Orange Crop. . ] J acKSONVILLE,Aug. 7.-The British steamer Jason, Capt. Frazier will sail from here tomorrw for Jamaica, car eying a cargo of orange box material and also many expert orange pickers and packers. These orange picker and packers are the employes of Wil lianms & Hubbard of the Boston Fruit ompany, which has cornered the Ja aica orange crop for three years to ome, or until they expect that the Florida trees' will be in bearing again, and knock out trust prices. A shrewd iece of business was done by this oncern. The moneyed men of the ountry and the business men thor >ughly alive to apoint of vantage, hur ied over to Jamaica immediately after he Florida freeze and secured leases f a large number of bearing orange troves. These leases were obtained for a period of three years. The boxes ii the Jason are thieirs and will be sed to pack the first part of the crop, vhich will be ready for shipment in eptmber. The beauty of the orange g-oves in Jamaica is that they bear ~wo crops a year, one in September md the other in March. They do iot bear as prolifically at a time as he orange trees in Florida, do, but in tyear produce fullyvas many oranges.t here is now on board the Jason Eng ish material to manufacture into 50, )t0 boxes. Asthese are filled, the Jasont till come back for more. She will robably bring back on her return oyage the first shipment of Jamaica ranges, which, on account of theire ~ariness, ought to command fancy )riceS. - - I The D~eadly Boilt. PIEMoNT, Aug. 9- A 14-year-old I on of Samuel Campbell. a prosperous a armer residing about f our miles fromv ire, had a miraculous escape from in- c tant death during a thunder shower b. esterday afternoon, lie was on his o av from his home to this place. lie 1 vas riding on horseback. and when h ear the suburbs of town a bolt of ti ightning struck him, giving him a y evere shock and rendering him un- si onscious and tearing and burning 4 nst of his clothing from his body. tl i'he horse that he was riding was in- C trntly kill. Young Campbell was v iscovered by some people soon after it s accident. lie was carried to his ei omie in an uinconscious condition. r. Donald wen-t out to attend him nd spent all night in trying to revive IJ imn and relieve him as much as possi- it le from his sulrer'ing. The doctor tc n tertains very little hopes of his recov- i rv. The bolt struck his left shoulder ri nd extended, downi his breast oveir b i stomach and bowels and down his d: ght leg. Young Campbell regained c msciousness at a late hour in the ti The Gold Man B'4aten. The Chicago Inter ( )ceau. whose editor was one of the witness-s to the Iiorr larvey debate oil the thiaicial question, is of the opinion that lar vey, who represented silver, used Horr. the gold representative, up pret ty badly. The Inter Ocean says the discussion was not a stormy one, but it cleared the atmosphere and was. generally speaking. to the benefit of both sides to the controversy. Mr. Itorr made as good a case, probably, as any one could for the single stand ard gold advocates. He presented some points with remarkable force and clearness and pushed every point for all that it was worth. He undoubted ly had the advice and suggestion of the best informed men of his way of thinkinz He may not have convinced any of the double standard men or any of the extreme silver men, but he showed them that there were two sides to the controver sy. and in doing this and in putting his side of the question befoie men who were disinclined to read argu ments in favor of a single standard he accomplished one of his purposes, but in another particular, according to the Inte: -Ocean, "Mr. Horr failed utterly. It is stating the case mildly to say he was a great disappointment to the gold men. He did the best lie could, but he failed to make his case. He failed to satisfy even -the men most inclined to see him at his best. He came West with the idea that he would demolish Mr. Harvey and discredit 'Coin's Financial School.' le did neither. Mr. Harvev stands after the experience of this 'debate stronger with his friends and certainly stronger with his opponents. He has met the issue squarely, but treated the whole question in a serious, dignified way, has demonstrated that he has at his command a wonderful amount of in formation, that he is as conscientious and painstaking as any collector of statistics of the day, and that he is hon estly and earnestly in favor of file policy represented in his book. The debate, it must be remembered, was as to the reliability of the statistics pre sented in 'Coin's Financial School' and as to the force of the arguments made in that book. The statistics stand almost unimpeached, and the arguments have been made stronger instead of being weakened. Mr. Har vey has been introduced to a larger audience than he had before. In his book Mr. Harvey was in the position of a man talking without interrup Lion; in the debate he met an antago nist reg-arded as more able than him self ana certainly more experienced in debate. He has acquitted himself as well in this position as he did in the book and this is sayin~g a good deal." This is the testimony of a man who was right on the ground and heard the debate. It shows that the silverite beat the goldite. A Goldbug Absurdity. In his recent anti-silver speech at Gainesville, Ga., Secretary Hoke Smith reiterated a manifest absurdity when he stated that there was an aval ache of foreign silver waiting to swamp our mints if we opened to silver. As one of his instances, and all are like it, he mentions India as possessing ,950.000.000 of coined silver, which the Indian banker and merchant will be eager to recoin into silver dollars, with the object of exchanging the sil ver dollars thus procured for our gold coin. Supposing, says the New York Mercury, we concede these preposter our figures of India's coined silver, it must be remembered that her silver rupees constitute the whole of India's money. Gold mohurs are coined in India' upon request but are not a legal tender. Suppose they be made a legal tender, the mohur or fifteen rupee piece, contains eaxactly the weight of pure gold that the one rupee piece contains of pure silver. Which is to say, India's coin value of silver is one-fifteenth her coin value of gold, while our coin value of silver is about one-sixteenth our coin value of gold. Hence, if Indian merchants or bankers contemplate recoining their silver ru pees into our silver dollars for the pur pose of exchang'ing. these silver dollars fo u odco, they must deposit at our mnint sixteen of their silver rupees for enough of silver dollars to yield thiem the gold that will coin into one 15 rupee piece. Inasmuch then as their 15 rupee gold piece is the exact equi v'alent -in their legal-tender money of 15 silver rupees, these astute Indian bankers and merchants must be ex Dected to sacrifice one rupee in 16 voluntarily, to satisfy Secretary Hoke Bmith's prediction, with nothing ;ained by them in coined money by he exchange. This is not a'p roceed ig of bankers or merchants or indivi :luals anywhere outside of lunatic asy ums. India being every year the ereditor in her foreign trade with all nations, the balance of trade is every year in favor of India is against the United States and the several states of Europe. There Lore, unless the Indian banker or mer 3hant can be imagined to fulfill Secre tary Hloke Smith's prediction, a sacri lice of 1 rupee in 16, at a loss of about 1S cents on each $7.70, India will not be denuded of her silver nioney in or ir to swamp our niints. 'And, final y, while the Secretary is alarming us with the cataclysm to result from the light of our 667,000,000 of gold, he eaves us to assume that a similar light of India's money, or the flight >f $:300,000,000 more of India's money ~rom India, will occasion no distress or money there. -By what hocus-po :us such exactyl similar causes are to 4ect so divergent results Secretary loke Smith does not, as yet, make -ear. A Remarkabule Fact. Prof. Anton Berg, of this city, call dour attention the other day to a re narkable fact recorded by a Swedish iewspaper. It looks impossible, but hie iiewspaper from which it was tak n vouches for it, that there has lived n the world two half-sisters, daugh ers of the same father,.who died one tundred and seventy years apart. This is a statement that all would oubt unless the facts were given to orroborate it. Here are the facts: ~he English Secretary of Foreign Af airs, Charles James Fox, married in 654. He had a daughter born to him n 1655, the child dying the same year. n the course of time his wife died also nd in his old age he married a second rife, and the youngest of the children f this marriage was a girl who was orn in 1727. She lived to the ripe Id age of ninety-eight years, dying in1 25, her death thus occurring one undred and seventy years from the< me her half-sister died in 1655. It is< ry possible, as this Swedish paper isys, that the youngest daughter sawi ~ueen Victoria, and it is also possible iat the eldest daughter saw Oliver 'romwell. The most daring novel -riter would hardly go so far in his nagination as the facts above record-t 1.-The Times and Democrat. Ox Sabbath the 21st., Dr. J. B. [awthorne, of Atlanta, began a spir ed crusade against the growing cus >m among women of. riding bicycles t .miong other things he said those who 1 de thie wheel arc possessed of per-i mnal devilIs. The following Thurs y a bevy of young ladies fr-om the ty went out to Manchester wherei e doctor resides and treated him to a t 'glabcyl l&voaioe. POWDER Absolutely Pure. A cream of tartar naxmg powder. Highest of all in leavening strength.-La - test United States Government Food Re port. Royal Baking Powder Company, 106 Wall St..N. Y. THE HOUSE OF LORDS. Personnel and Powers of Great Britain's Unpopular Legislative Branch. The English house of lords (or peers) consists of the whole peerage of Eng land and of certain representatives of the peerages of Scotland and Ireland; but, according to the St. Louis Post Dispatch, many of these last have also English titles which give them seats in - the house. As, for instance, the duke of Buccleuch, a Scoteh peer, sits as earl of Doncaster, an d the dluke of Leinster, an Irish peer. as Viscount Leinster. According to the latest official list, ex clusive of twelve minors and one baron, whose claim is not established, the present house of lords is composed as follows: Five princes of the blood, two archbishops, twenty-one dukes, twen ty-two marquises, one hundred and fifteen earls, twenty-five viscounts, twenty-four bishops, three hun dred and four barons, sixteen Scot tish representative peers elected for each parliament, and tweni-y-eight Irish representative peers elected for life. In all, five hundred and sixty. All peerages are now hereditary, but until 156 there were occasional crea tions of life peerages. In that year, however, it was decided that such peers could not sit in the house, and since then none have been made. Peerages are lost by attainder for high treason, and an attainted peerage can only be restored by act of parliament-not by the' crown. The house of lords may originate legislation of all kinds ex cept money bills, which must come from the house of commons. The for, mer has also a veto power upon the legislation of the latter, and can throw out any bill -from the lower house, nc matter how large a majority it has re ceived there. It is this veto power which, more than any and everything else, makes the house of lords unpopu lar with the great mass of voters. STRANGE DISCOVERY IN AFRICA Balzac's DressinZ Gown in the Wardrobe of the King of Dahomey. Unlooked-for things have been fcand in unlikely places, says the Illustrated London News, but there has probably been no discovery more remarkable than that of Balzac's dressing gown in the possession of the king of Dahomey. Monarchs are rarely literary, and his dusky majesty, one would think, was the very last of them to have set much value upon the personal relic of a nov elist, however distinguished. Never theless, the French found it in the royal apartment at Abomey. There were some ingenious theories founded . upon this circumstance. One of the amazons. it was thought, might have been a novel reader, and had sent to l'aris to secure the interesting mement to, and, on the affair coming to the knowledge of hier s'overeign, had hastened to say she had purchased it for his own shoulders. For, indeed, he always wore it upon state occasions. It was not a dressing gown, such as literary persons in this country are wont to wear (of second-class flannel worn at the edges), but of purple vel vet embroidered with gold. As a mat ter of fact, it had been given to Balzac by sonic of his admirers and after his death had be<.. bought by a dealer in curiosities. who had placed it, with other showy articles, on the West A frican market. It is sad to think how a plain tale will "put down"-that is, k'estroy the materials of a fine ro Fatal Boiler Explosion. The Holly Hill correspondent of the News and Courier says a distressing acident occurred Thursday afternoonL week at the saw mill of Mr. Peter ims,an estimable citizen, living near hat place, which has since resulted. in one death, and may result in one or two more. Suddenly, without appar etly cause and without warning, thee boiler exploded with terrific force,. felling to the ground beneath falling ron and timbers and scalding water Mr. Fletcher Minms and his young :rother, Joel, sons of Mr. Mims, and. a negro boy, who were at work round the mill. The bodies of all of hem were cut, mangled and scalded; by the boiling water in a frightful mianner. Little Joel, who was severe y cut about the head and renderedi umconscious, lingered until Saturday fternoon, when he died. His funeral ervices were held at Target Church Sunday afternoon amid the tears of a. hrong of people. He was a sweet empered boy and universally belov ed. The young man is in a critical ondition, and it is feared he cannot ive. Many were the wishes for his ecovery and restoration to his young ife, formerly Miss Helen Claasen, f Charleston. The casualty is pecu iarly distressing in that these were he only sons of Mr. Mims. THE work of construction at the Ctton States and International Ex osition is rapidly approaching corn sletion. Several of the buildings ave been completed and accepted by he Exposition management from the ontractors. The work of installation an the Electrical Building has already een begun, and the Machinery Build og wil:. be ready for the exhibitors ext week. The parking is almost nished, and the grounds and build .gs are begining to resemble the comn ~leted Fair. The water from the city rater works was turned into the lakes uring the past week. WHAT is a mnaa to behieve about the ilver question ? The gold papers say aat thle silver case is passing and that ree coinage has no advocates now. n the other hand, it is claimed b3 the ther side that silver is growing in . opula:Sty every day, and that it has o0 opp)olenlt3 excep~t oflice holders, ankeris and ffoney lenders. The av eage :nan will have to wvait until the ~lection of 18%t, before lie knows the mtiment of the people on the ques on. THE: assassination of Stephan Stamn uloif', ex-p rime minister of Bulgaria, as created a considerable sensation. ulgaria is the storm centre of Wes ra Europe. It is an independent rovince, but Russia, Austria, Ger any, Great Britian and Turkey are 1 interested in that government. either wishes the other to gain un ue iniluence over the rulers. Stamn loif when prime minister was the