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A HARVEST GHADOAW. REV. DR. TALMAGE TELLS A TOUCH ING BIBLE STORY. The Beauty of Chilhood --Its Po% er Over the Parental Heart-its itissti Trian-t tion From Earth to Heaven --The I-o'ved and Lost. WASHINGTON, Aug. 23.--While the reapers are busy in inany parts of the land and the harvests are being gath ered the scene brought before us in this subject is especially appropriate. The text is II Kings iv, 18, 19, 2): "And when the child was grown it fel on a day that he went out to his father to the reapers. And he said unto his father, 'My head, my head!' And he said to a lad, 'Carry him to his mother.' And when he had taken him and brought him to his mother he sat on her knees till noon and then died." There is at least one happy home in Shunem. To the luxuriance and splen dor of a great house had been given the advent of a child. Even when the angel of life brings a new soul to the poor man's hut a star of joy shines over the manger. Infancy, with its helplessness and innocence. had pass ed away. Days of boyhood had come. days of laughter and frolic, days of sanshine and promise, days of strange questiozs and curiosity and quick de velopment. I suppose among all the treasures of that house the brightest -was the boy. One day there is the shout of reapers heard afield. A boy's 4eart always bounds at the sound of si-kle or scythe. No sooner have the harvesters cut a swath across the field tban- the lad joins them, and the swarthy reapers feel young again as they look down at that lad, as bright and beautiful as was Ruth in the har vest fields of Bethlehem gleaning af ter the reapers. But the sun was too hot for him. Congestion of the brain seized him. I see the swarthy laborers drop thrir sickles, and they rush out to see what is the matter, and they fan him, and they try to cool his brow, but all is of no avail. In the instant of conscious ness he puts his hands against his temples and cries out, "My head, my hea !" And the father said, "Carry him to his mother," just as any father woald have said, for our hand is too rough, and our voice is too harsh,and our feet is too Loud to doctor a sick child if there be in our home a gentler voice, and a gentler hand, and a still er footstep. But all of no avail. While the reapers of Shunem were busy in the field there came a stronger reaper that way, with keener scythe and for a richer harvest. He reaped only one sheaf, but oh, what a golden sheaf was that! I do not want to know any more about that heart-breaking scene than what I see in just this one pa thetic sentence, "He sat on her knees till noon and then died." Though hundreds of years have passed away since that boy skipped to the harvest field. and then was brought home and died on his mother's lap, the story still thrills us. Indeed childhood has a charm always and everywhere. I 'hall now speak to you of childhood, its beauty, its susceptibility to impres sion,its power over the parental heart, and its blissful transition from earth to heaven. -The child's beauty does not depend upon form or feature or complexion or apparel. That destitute one that you saw on the street, bruised with: nkns anduind er char You have forgotten a great many per sons whom you met, of finely cut fea tures and with erect posture and with faultless coniplexion, while you will always remember the poor girl who, on a cold,. moonlight night, as you were pasemg late hiome, mn her thin shawl and barefoot on the pavement, put out her hanid and said, "Please to give me a penny?" Ah, how often we have walked on and said, "Oh, thatis nothing but street vagabond ismi" but after we got ablock or two on we stopped and said, "Ah, that is not right!" and we passed up that same way and dropped a mite into that suffering hand as though it were not a matter of second thought, so ahamed were we of our hard heart With what admiration we all look upon a group of children ozt the play gound or in the school, and we clap our hands almost involuntarily and say, "How beautifull" All stiffness and dignity are gone, and your shout is heard with theirs, and trundle their hoop, and fly their kite, and strike their ball, and all your wariness and anxiety are gone as when a child you] uded over the playground your That father who stand rigid and nn -hei amid the sportfulness of chlrnought never to have been tempted out of a crusty and unre - demable solitariness. The waters leap down the rocks but they have not theI graceful step of childhood. The morn mg comes out of the gates of the east, throwing its silver on the lake and its goon the towers and its fire on1 te cloud, but it is not so bright and beautiful as the morning of life. There is no light like that which is kindled in a child's eye, no olor like that which blooms on ai hild's cheek, no music like the sound< of a child's voice. Its face in thei poorest picture redeems any imperfect in art. When we are weary with til, their little hands pull the burdens] off our back. Oh, what a dull, stale, mean world this would be without the< spotfuness of children! When I fid people that do not like children,< lmmeiately doubt their moral and< hristian character. But -when thei grace ofGod comes upon a child howi -bly attractive! When Sam-< el *to pray, and Timothy be-i 'n to read the Scriptures, and Joseph: owshimnifinvulnerable totempta-1 don, how beautiful the scene! I know that parents sometimes get nervousi when their children become pious, be ause they have the idea that good hildren always die. ,The strange uestions about God and eternity and the dead excited apprehension in the paetal mind rather than congratu 'aton. Indeed, there are some peo 4 pe that seem marked for heaven. pais world is too poor a garden fora them to bloom in. The hues of heav enare in the petals. There is something about their fore heads thatmakes you think that the band of Christ has been on it, saying,; "Let this one come to me, and let it: ome to me soon. While that one: tarried in the house you felt there was an angel in the room, and you thought: that every sickness would be the last, and when finally the winds of death iid scatter the leaves 'you were no more surprised than to see a star come out above the cloud on a dark night, for you had often said to your com panion, "My dear, we shall never raise that child." But I scout the idea that good children always die. Sam uel the pious boy became Samuel the great prophet. Christian Tim othy became a minister at Ephe sus. Young Daniel, consecrated to God, became prime minister of all the realm, and there are in hundreds of the schools and families of this coun try today children who lov-e God and keep his commandments, and who are to be forem~ost among the Christians, and the philantropists, and the refor ..es fhe nevt century. The grace' of God n2ver kills any one. A child will be more apt to grox zp with re hzion thau it will be apt to grow up without it. Length of days is promis ed to the righteous. The religion of Christ does not cramp the chest or curve the spine or weaken he nerves. There are no malarias floating up from the river of life. The religion of Christ throws over the heart and life.of a child a supernal beauty. "Hier ways are waysof pleasantness, and all her paths are peace." I pass on to cousiderthe susceptibili ty of childhood. Men pride them selves on their unchangeability. They will make an elaborate areuntent to prove that they think now just as they did 20 years ago. It is charged to frailty or fraud when a man chang es his sentiments in ,olitics or in re ligion, and it is 11 is determination of soul that so oten 1rives back the gos pel from a man' hart. It is so hard to make avaricemnari4ble, and fraud honest, and pride hunble, and scepti cism Christian. The swcrd of God's truth seems to glance off from those mailed warriors, and the belnet seems battle proof aairist God's battleax. lit childhood -how susceptible to ex ample and to instruction You are not surprised at the record, "Abraham begat Isaac, and Isaac begat Jacob," for when religion starts in a family it is apt to go all through. Jezebel a murderesss, you are not surprised to find her son Jehoram attempting as sassination. Oh, what a responsibili ty upon the parent and the teacher! The musician touches the keys, and the response to those keys is away off amid the pipe and the chords, and you wonder at the distance between the key and the chord. And so it is in life-if you touch a child the result will come back from manhood or old age tellingjust the tune played, wheth er the dirge of a great sorrow or the anthem to a great j-y. The word that the Sabbath school teacher will this afternoon whisper in the ear of the class will be echoed back from everlasting ages of light or darkness. The home and the school decide the republic or the despotism, the barbar ism or the cviiiization, the upbuilding of an empire or the overthrowing of it. Higher than parliament or con gress are the school and the famiiy, and the sound of a clild's foot may mean more than the tramp of a host. What, then, are you doing for the purpose of bringing your children in to the kingdom of God? If they are so susceptible, and if this is the very best time to act upon their eternal in terests, what are you doing by way of right impulsion? There were some harvesters in the fields of Scotland one hot day, and Hannah Lemond was helping them gather the hay. She laid her babe under a tree. While she was busy in the field there was a flutter of wings in the air,-and a golden eagle clutch ed the swaddling band of the babe and flew away with it to the mountain eyrie. All the harvesters and Han nah Lemond started for the clitfs. It was two miles before they came to the foot of the cliffs. Get ting there. who dared to mount the cliff? No human foot had ever trod it. There were sailors there who had gone upthe mast intheday of terrible tempest. They did not dare risk it. Hannah Lemond sat there for a while and looked up and saw the eagle in the eyrie, and then she leaped to her feet and she started up where no human foot had ever trod, crag above crag, catching hold of this root or that root until she reached the eyrie and caught her babe the eagle swooping in fierceness all around about her. Fastening the child to her back, she started for her friends and for home. Oh. what a dizzy descent, sliding from this crag to that crag, catching by that vine arnd by that root, coming down farther and farther to the most danger ous pass, where she found a goat and some kids. She said: "Now I'll follow the goat. The goat will know just which is the safest way down." And she was led by the animal down to the plain. When she got there, all the people cried, "Thank God, thank God !" her strength not giving way until the rescue was effect ed. And they cried: "Stand back, now. Give hir air!" Oh, if a woman will do that for the physical life of her child, what wdl you do for the eter nal life of your boy and your girl? Let it not be told in the great day of eternity that Hannah Lemend put forth more exertion for the saving of the physical life of her child than you, ) parent, have ever put fortnx fcr the eternal life of your little one. God elpyou! I pass on to consider the power which a child wields over the parental heart. We often talk about the in flu ence of parents upon children. I never hear anything said about the in Eluence of children upon their parents. You go to school to them. You no more educate them than they educate you. With their little hands they have caught hald of your entire nature nd you cannot wrench yourself away rom their grasp. You are different nen and women from what you were before they gave you the first lesson. They have revolutionized your RouL rhere are fountains of joy in your eart which never would have been iscovered had they not discovered -hem. Life is to you a more stupend yus thing than it was before those lit le feet started on the pathway to eter iity. Oh, how many hopes, how nany joys, how many solicitudes that ittle one has created in your soul! You go to school every day, a school f self denial a school of patience, in which you are getting wiser lay by day, and that influcnce >f the child over you will increase and hough your children may die, from ;.he very throne of God they will reach lown an influence to your soul, lead ng you on and leading you up until y'o mingle with their voices and sit eside their thrones. The grasp which the child has over he parent's heart is seen in what the arent will do for the child. Storm ind darkness and heat and cold are othing to you if they stand between you and your child's welfare. A great awyer, when yet unknown, one day itood in the courtroom and made an loquent plea before some men of reat legal attainments, and a gentle nan said to him afterward, "'How ould you be so calm standing in that ugust presence?" "Oh," said Erskine, "I felt my children pulling at my shirts crying for bread." What stream will you not swim, what cavern will you not enter, what battle will you not fight, what hunger will you not en dure for your childreni Your children must have bread though you starve. Your children must be well clothed though you g in rags. You say, "My children shal be educated, though I never had any chance." What to you are weary limbs andl aching head and hands hardened and callous if only the welfare of your children can be wrought out by it. Their sorrow is your sorrow, their joy your joy, their advancement your victory. And, oh, when the last sickness comes how you fght back the march of disease, and it is only after a tremendous struggle that you surrender. And then when the spirit has tied the great deep is broken up, and Rlachel will not ie c:>miforted because her children are not, arnd Daivid goes up the palace stairs, crying, "O.. Absalom, may son, thee; 0 Absalom, my son. my son!" There is not a large family, or hard ly a large family, that has not bent over such a treasure and lost it. In the family fold is there no dead lamb, I have seen many such cases of sorrow. There is one preeminent in my memory as pastor--Scoville Haynes McCollum. The story, of his death has brought hundreds unto God. Ile belonged to my parish in the west. A thorough boy, 9 or 10 years of age. Nothing morbid, nothing dull about him. His voice loudest and his foot swiftest on the playground. Often he has come into my house and thrown himself down on the floor in an exhaustion of boisterous mirth, and yet he was a Christian, consecrated to God, keepi ing his en'imandments. That is the kind of chilish piety I believe in. When the days of sickness came suddenly and he was told that he could not get well, he said: "Jesus alone can save me. Je sus will save me. Ile has saved me. Don't cry, mamma. I shall go right straight up to heaven." And then they gave him a glass of water to cool his hot lips and he said: "Mamma, I shall take a draft from the water of life after awhile, of which if one drink he sball never get thirsty again. I lay myself at Jesus' feet, and I want him to do just what he thinks best to do with me." In those days "Rest for the Weary" was a new hymn. and he had learned it, and in a perfect ecstasy of soul in his last hour he cried out: "In the Christian's home in glory There remains b land of rest. There my Saviour's gone before me To fultill my soul's request.. There is rest for the weary, There is rest for you. -Sing. oh, sing. ye heirs of glory. Shout your triumphs as you go! Zions gates are open for you, You shall find an entrance through. There is rest for the weary. "There is rest for you, papa; there is rest for you, mamma." And then putting his hands over his heart, he said, "Yes, there is rest for me." And then, he asked them to read "The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures and leadeth me beside still wate's," and he cried out: "0 death, where is thy sting? 0 grave, where is thy victory I" Only 10 years old. And then he said, "Now I wish you would just turn this bed so I can look once more on the foliage and seethe sun set." And they turned the bed. And he said. "I do so wish that Jesus would hurry and come and take me." They said to him, "Why, are you not willing to await the Lord's time?" "Yes," he said, "I am, but I would rather. Jesus would come and hurry and take me." And so, with a peace indescribable, he passed away. Oh, there is nothing sad about a child's death save the grief in the par ent's heart! You see the little ones go right out from a world of sin and suf fering to a world of joy. How many sorrows they escape, how many temp tations, how many troubles! Children dead are safe. Those that live are in peril. We know not what dark path they may take. The day may come in which they will break your heart, but children dead are safe-safe forev er. Weeping paients, do not mourn too bitterly over your child that has gone. There are two kinds of prayers made at a child's sick bed. One prayer the Lord likes; the other prayer he does not like. When a soul kneels down at a child's sick bed and says. "0 Lord, spare this little one. He is very near to my heart. I don't want to part with him, but thy will be done"-that is the kind of a prayer the Lord loves. There is another kind of prayer which I have heard men make in substance when they say: "0 Lord, this isn't right. It is hard to take this child. You have no right to take i child. Spare this child. I can't eive him up,and I won't give him up.'' The Lord answers that kind of a prayer sometimes. The child lives on and lives on and travels off in paths of wicked ness to perish. At the end of every prayer for a child's life say, "Thy will, 0 Lordi, be done." The brightest lights that can be kin dled Christ has kindled. Let us, old and young, rejoice that heaven is gath ering up so much that is attractive. In that far land we are not strangers. There are those there who speak our name day by day, and they wonder why so long we tarry. If I could count up the names of all those who have gone out from these families into the kingdom of heaven, it would take me all day to mention their names. A great multitude before the throne. You loved them once, you love them now, and ever and anon you think you hear their voices calling you up ward, Ah, yes, they have gone out from all these families, and you want no book to tell you of the dying expe rience of Christian children. You ave heard it. It has been whispered in your ear, 0 father, 0 mother, 0 brother, 0 sister. Toward that good land all Cl:ristians are bearing. This mapping of heartstrings, this flight of years, this tread of the heart reminds as that we are passing away. Under spring blossoms and through summer harvests and across auturmal leaves mnd through the' wintry snowbanks we are passing on. Oh, rejoice at it, hild'ren of God rejoice at it! How we hall gather them up, the loved and the lost! Before we mount our throne, before we drink of the fountain, before we strike the harp of our eternal cele bration, we will cry out, "Where are sur loved and lost?" And then how we shall gather them up! Oh, how we shall e .ther them up! In this dark world of sin and pain We only meet to part again, Blut when we reach the heavenly shore We there shall meet to part no more. The hope that we shall see that day Should chase our present griefs away. When these short years of pain are past We'll meet before the throne at last. ,They shot it Out. GREE~wooD, 3. C., Aug. 27.- A ihooting scrape occurred here this morning on the sidewalk in front of T. K. Thurst & Co's. store, between iaptain W.- K. Frazier, Will Sanders, a nephew of his and Aaron Smith, a :ousin of Captain Frazier, on one side, mnd Capt. Jas. Rogers and Mr. Dick Richrson on the other. Some fifteen yr twenty shots were fired. Captain Rogers was shot through the thigh in two -places. Captain Frazier war shot in the side. The ball was cut out. Kr. Will Sanders was shot in the side, flesh wound, and several balls pass ed through his clothes. Four balls went in Dur-st's store through the door and windows. The front of the stcore and the sign was peppered lively. It is a miracle that no one was killed, as the street was full of people. All the parties live at Ninety-Six, S. C. They all came here to attend a law suit be tween Captain Frazier and Mr. Rich. ardson, and the shooting grew out of it. Captain Rogers and Captain Fra zier are both Confederate veteran and both had been wounded in battle. All the parties wet e' strictly sober. Rep'ui>icatns Split. Fa 'laho, Aug. E.--Thie two wings of tht. 'Spublicans met in sepa rate conventions tod.:. and etlected prmanent organi;.:Mons af ter which they adjourned till . -ri. ing. W. E. Borrah is permanent C sairman of the silver convention. In the McIinley convention J. F.. Babb, was perma FARIER ELXS VACAT.ION. BY ALICE BIROWN. "It don't seen as if we'd really got rund to it, does it, father?" asked Mrs. Pike. Thet west was paling, and the August iinects stirred the air with their croon ing cliirp. Eli and his wile sat to ether' l the washing bench outside the back door, waiting for the milk t, Cool it'forc it should Ie strained. She was a large. comfortable woman, w ithI an unit lined face, and smot oth, fine au burn hair; he was spare and souewliat leiit, witli curly iron-ri'ay locks, grow ing tin, andI crow's feet about h is deep' set gra eyes. lIe had been smioking the pipe of twilight contentment, but now le took it out and laid it on the bench beside him. 'No: it don't seeni as if 'twas goin' to happen." lie owned. "It looked pretty dark to ine all last week. It's a gfood deal of an uudertakin', come to think it all over. I dunno's I care abtout goin'.' --,h., father: After you've thought aloit it so many years, an' Sereno's gt the tents strapped up, an' all! You mui ost lie erazy!' "We'll",' said the farmer. gently, as lie arose and went to carry the milk pails into tlht- pantry, calling coaxing ly. as lie dlid so: "Kitty: kitty: You had your milk. Don't you joggle, now:" Mrs. Pike caine ponderously to her feet, and followed, with a heavy, sway Ing Imotitin otf one grown fleshy and rheumnatic. She was not in the least concerned about Eli's change of mood. lle was a gentle soul, and she had al wa'ays been able to guide hini in paths of her own choosing. Moreover, the present undertaking was one involv ing his own good fortune, and she meant to tolerate no foolish scruples which iighit interfere with its result. For Eli. though lie had lived all his life within easy driving distance of the oecar, had never seen it, and ever silce his boyhood he had cherished one darilng plan-some day he would go to the shore and canip out there for a week. This, in his starved imagiaa tion. was like a dream of the Acropolis to an artist stricken blind, or as moun tain outlines to the dweller in a lone ly plain. But the years had flitted past, and the dream never seemed nearer completion. There was always planting, haying and harvesting to be considered: and though he was fairly prosperous excursions were foreign to his simple habit of life. But at last his wife had stepped into the van and organized an expedition with all the valor of a Francis Drake. "Now, don't say one word, father," she had said. "We're goin' down to the beach, Sereno, an' Hattie. an' you an' imc, an' we're goin' to camp out." For days before the date of the ex cursion Eli had been solenn and trem ulous, as with joy; but now, on the eve of the great event, he shrank back from it, with an undefined notion that it was like death, and that he was not preparea. Next morning, however, when they all rose and took their early breakfast, preparatory to starting at five, he showed no sign of indecision, and even went about his outdoor tasks with an alacrity calculated. as his wife approvingly remarked, to "for'ard the v'y'ge." lie had at last begun to see his way clear, and he looked well sat isfied when his daughter Hattie and Sereno, her husband, drove into the yard in a wvagon cheerfully suggestive of a wandering life. The tents and a small hair trunk were stored in the back, and the horse's pail swung be low. At length the two teams were ready, and Eli mounted to his place, where he looked very slender beside his tower ing mate, The iiired man stood lean ing on the pump, chewing a bit of straw, and the cats rubbed against his legs, with tails like banners. "W~ell, good-by, Luke," Mrs. Pike called over her shoulder; and Eli gave the man a solemn nod, gathered up the reins and drove out of the yard. Just outside of the gate he pulled up. "Whoa!" he called, and Luke lounged forward. "Don't you forgit them cats! Git up, Doll!" And this time they wvere gone. For the first ten miles of the way, familiar in being the road to market, Eli was placidly cheerful. The sense that he was going to do some strange deed, to step into an unknow n country, dropped away from him, and he chat ted, in his intermittent, serious fash ion, of the crops and the lay of the land. The roadside wvas parched under an August sun; tansy wvas dust-covered, andl ferns had grown ragged and gray. The jogging horses left behind their lazy feet a suffocating cloud. "My land!" cried Mrs. Pike, "if that ain't golden-rod! I do b'lieve it comes earlier every year, or else the seasons are changin'. See them elderberries! Ain't they purple! You jest remember that bush, an' wvhen we go back, wve'll fill some pails. I dunno wvhen i've made elderberry wine." Like her husband, she was vaguely excited; she began to feel as if life would be all holidays. A t noon they stopped under the shadow of an elm tree which, from its foothold in a field, completely arched the road; and there they ate a lunch of pie and doughnuts, while the horses, freed from their headstalls, placidly munched a gen erous feed of oats, near by. At the lunch Eli ate sparingly, and with a preocupied and solemn look. "Land, father!" exclaimed his wife "you ain't eat no more'n a bird!" "If guess I'll go over to that wvell," said he, "an' git a drink o' wvater. I drink more'n I eat, if I ain't wvorkin'." Put when he camne back, carefully bearing a tin pail brimming with cool, clear wvater, his face expressed disap probation and he smacked his lips scornfully. "Terrible flat water!" he announced. "Tastes as if it had come out o' the istern." But the others could find no fault with it, and Sereuo drained the pail. When they were within three miles :>f the sea it seemed to them that they could taste the saltness of the incom ing breeze. The road was ankle deep in dust; the garden flowers were glar ing in their brightness. It was' a new world. And when at last they emerged from the marsh-bordered road upon a ridge of sand and turned a corner Mrs. Pike faced her husband in triumph. "There, father!" she cried. "There 'tis." But Eli's eyes were fixed on the dash board in front of him. He looked pale. "Why, father," said she, impatient ly, "ain't you goin' to look? It's the sea!" "Yes, yes," said Eli, quietly; "byme by. i'm goin' to put the horses up fust." "Well, I never!" said Mrs. Pike, and as they drew up on the sandy tre~et where Screno had previously aranged a place for their tents she added, al most fretfully, turningu to Ihattie: "J dunno what's conme over your father. There's the water, and lhe won't even cast his eyes at it." But Hattie underst >od her father, by some intuition of k 'e, though not of likeness. ''Don't y'ou bother him, rna," she said. "lie'll 'nake up his mind to it pretty soon. Here, 1e's lift out these little things -,:hile they're uniharness A GOLD BOOMERANG. Goldo le ind 13r. A reanh aFree silveir Adv.c'ate. WAsmslNGTON, Aug. 24.-Prof Otto Arendt's .tatenent in -Saturday's .J our nal is mylore- tha:n a blow between the eyes to the _-old who are masquerading as inttUrnational bi in:etallists. So foind have they been of quoting Dr. Arendt as a stanch un holder of their views that they have lauded him to the skies, and have held him before the couutry as the oue great authority oil himetallisn before whom they bent in adoration and whose word was fival on the whole subject. Now, too late. they learn that he is a strong advocate of free coinage on the part of the United States as the one measure sure to forc! the hands of Europe's money king:- from the tnroat of silver. What course they can pur sue to back water from the brink of tue logical Niagara before them can not be imagined. The Democratic leiders are swift to see the advantage before them. Dr. Arendt's masterly analysis of the situ ation will be sent to every part of the United States as a campaign document, in both English and German. The Washington Post,a stanch gold paper, but one given to punctiring sham ar guments and false logic reprints Dr. Arendt's article in full th:s morning with an editorial comment. "So much has been said about the opinions and utterances of Dr. Arendt. the famous German writer on finance" says the editorial, "that it occurs to us to reprint in the Post this morning the full text of a letter he has just written to the New York Journal. His world wide reputation as a student of the question, his brilliant attainments, his profound and varied information, all conspire to lend peculiar interest to this product of his pen. Mr. Whitney has just quoted him in refutation of the free coinage heresy. The gold standai newspapers delight in falling back upon him as the most potent des troyer of 'the silver fallacy.' Repub lican and assistant Republican speak ers use him as 'stock' for their more or less inspired outburst. Now, it will be as well to see what Dr. Arendt has to say for himself. "Of course, we are all bimetallists. Mr. Whitney, Mr. Belmont, Mr. Pier pont Morgan-all the really important leaders of the anti-Bryan movement declare with tearful favor that bimet allism is the one dream of their lives, the dearest and the sweetest thought they harbor. What they writhe under, however, what tortures their unselfish souls, is the knowledge that the Uni ted States cannot undertake bimetal lism alone without causing ruin to the noble workingmen and'spreading pe nury among the dearly beloved mass es. Otherwise, the Belmonts, the Mor gans, the Rothschilds,the Bleichrodes, the Lazards, the Ickelheimers, and all the rest of them would welcome bi metallism with an ecstasy too deep for words. "But it is not possible. 'Ask Dr. Arendt; don't believe us, if you don't want to' they say. 'Go and ask sci entists like Dr. Arendt, who have made the subject the study of their lives.' "And so, at last, somebody has ask ed Dr. Arendt, and the prc fessor's re ply is given in full elsewhere in this edition of the Post. We have advoca ted the gold standard, not because England or any other nation has adopted it, but because we consider it as the best standard for ovrselves, and because we fear the effect of free and unlimited silver coiaage upon our do mestic welfare. Dr. Arendt's views, therefore, are of no great consequence to us, but are given to the public sim ply in accordance with our settled policy of presenting facts to our read ers. antagonmzing perversions and fal lacies and castigating humibugs and sharpers wherever we may find them. 'Dr. Arendt says that free coinage by the United States will force bimet lism upon Europe. He predicts an international agreement as the result of Bryan's election and hails that consummation as the vanguard of universal prosperity and peace.-New York Journal. A sensible Republican. While we are bidding farewell to weak-kneed Democrats like Brother emphill, of the News and Courier, and others like him, who have been seduced from party allegiance, we ave occasion to bid welcome to a great many men who are breaking the lines of the other parties and rush ing to 1he Democr-atic army. which is now in the field battling for the rights f the people. J1udge G. M. Robins, nominee of the Republican party for justice of the Supreme Court of Flior ida, is one of the latest accessions to the army of the people. The Atlanta Constitution says Judge Robins has been a life-long Republican, so prom nent in his party that he was nomi ated for one of the most prominent fices of the State. In view of the roposed division of the anti-Republi an vote, which, if successful, would nure to Republican success, Judge Robins had every reason to hope for victory, but like the patriot that he is, e could not accept the platform dopted in St. Louis, and he denoun es that new Republicanism which akes the gold standard its corner stone and which "seeks to immolate the American people on the altar of rganized greed." As a consequence, udge Robins declines his nomination nd declares himself in favor of the lection of Bryan and Sewall. All ver the country there are patriotic nen who recognize in Mr. Bryan the nly hope of the American people, md who refuse to tie themselves to he gold standardism whlch Republi oan success would be sure to bring. here is no doubt that the people will arise asa man an d go ahead in this crk. Landed Three Expeditions. KY WEST, Fla., Aug. 27-Gen. oloff, Col. Nunez, and fourteen thes landed on the south beach this afternoon about 5 o'clock. It is ru nored that they were landed from the steamer Dauntless. Gen. Roloff ttates tham.e has landed three of the Largest er~editions in Cuba during the ast twelve days that has ever landed m that island. Besides the men they landed successfully four thousand tands of arms two million round of oartridges, four cannon, three thou and pounds of dynamite, and plenty f medicine. Roloff states that he ex ets to land four or five more expe itions, but as none of those lately Landed were organized in the United 3tates, he will pursue the same course a relation to tbe organization of the thers. ie says that he does not want o violate any laws of the United states. ie ref .ses to give the landing laces. -- Wouman Funad M turdere~d. SELMA, Ala., Aug. 2f.--The body Ot -:ma Keat was found yesterday by party of searchers in the swamp be pond Lake Lanier, It had been stuff d feet foremocst into a hollow log. ue tracks of tho persons were seen leading to the spot Squire Thomas, ho is under arrest charged with the nuder, was seen near the place with ie woman just before her disappear ace. It is supposed she was enticed nto the swamp and murdered. The .nques will ha hbo-nn this aftei-non. tents." Mrs. Pikes mind was diverted b the exieZvn aIes of labor, and she said no more; but after the horses h1d been put up at a neighboring io'use. and Sereno. red-faced with e xertion. had huperintended the tent-raising. liatti slipped her arm through her fatiher' and led him away. "Cone, pa." she said, in a whisper; "le's you and me climb over on them rocks.' Eli went; and when tney had pickel their way over sand and pools to a hea dland where the water thundered below, and salt spray dashed up in mxist to their feet, he turned and looked at the sea. lie faced it as a soul might face Almighty Greatness, only to be stricken blind thereafter; for his eves filled painfullw with slow, hot tears. Hattie did not look at him, but after awhile she shouted in his ear, above the outcry of the surf: "Here, pa, take my handkerchief. I don't know how it is about you, but this spray gets in iy eyes." Eli took it obediently, but he did not speak; he only looked at the sea. The two sat there, chille'l and quite content. until six o'clock, when Mrs. Pike came calling to them froi the beach, with dramatic shouts, emphasized by the waving of her ample apron. "Supper's ready! Sereno's built a burn-fire, an' I've made some tea:" Then they slowly made their way back to the tents, and sat.down to the evening meal. Sereno seemed content, and Mrs. Pike was bustling and tri umphant. "Well, father, what think?" she asked, smiling exuberantly, as she passed him his mug of tea. "Does it come up to what you expected?" Eli turned upon her his mild, dazed eves. "I guess it does," he said. gently. That night, they sat upon the shore while the moon rose and laid in the water her majestic pathway of light. Eli was the last to leave the rocks, and he lay down on his hard couch in the tent without speaking. "I wouldn't say much to father,' whispered Hattie to her mother, as they parted fer the night. "Ile feels it more'n we do." "Well, I s'pose he is some tired," said Mrs. Pike, acquiescing, after a brief look of surprise. "It's a good deal of a jaunt, but I dunno but I feel paid a'ready. Should you take out your hairpins, Hattie?" She slept soundly and vocally, but her husband did not close his eyes. Ile looked, though he could see nothing, through the opening in the tent, in the direction where lay the sea, solemnly clamorous, eternally responsive to some infinite whisper from without his world. The tension of the hour was almost more than he could bear; he longed for morning, in sharp sus pense, with the faint hope that the light might bring relief. Just as the stars faded, and one luminous line pen ciled the east, he rose, smoothed his hair, and stepped softly out upon the beach. Here he saw two shadowy fig ures, Sereno and Hattie. dhe hurried forward to meet him. "You goin' to see the sun rise, too, father?" she asked. "I made Sereno come. He's awful mad at bein' waked up." Eli grasped her arm. "Hattie," he said, in a whisper, "don't you tell. I just come out to see how 'twas here before I go. I'm goin' home-I'm goin now!" "Why, father:" said Hattie; but she peered more closely into his face and her tone changed. "All right," she added. "Sereno '11 go and harness up." "No; I'm goin' to walk." "But, father-" "I don't mean to break up your stay in' here, nor your mother's. Tell her how 'twas. I'm goin' to walk." Hattie turned and took her father's hand. "I'll slip into the tent and put up somethin' for your breakfast and luncheon," she said. So Eli yielded; but before his wife appeared he had turned his back on the sea, where the rose of dawn was fast unfolding. As he jogged homeward the dusty roadsides bloomed with flowers of paradise and the insects' dry chirp thrilled like the song of angels. He walked into the yard just at the turning of the day, when the fragrant smoke of many a crackling fire curls cheerily upward, in promise of the evening meal. "What's busted?" asked Luke, swing ing himself down from his load of fod der corn. "Oh, nothin'," said Eli. "I guess I'm too old for such jaunts. -1 hope you didn't forgit them cats."-Meadow Grass. -Commuter-'"What do you mean by saying that that house is only five minutes from the station? It's fifteen minutes if it's a second." Real Estate Dealer-"When I said five minutes I supposed you had a bicycle."-B~oston Transcript. __ Meets a Fearful Fate. ST. Louis, Aug. 28.-Mrs. George W. Hibbard, known professionally as Victoria Leroy, fell from her balloon today at Clayton, St. Louis county, a istance of 2,500 feet. At 5 o'clock this evening she had ascended about sixty feet when her parachute became detached and fell to the ground. The balloon shot up rapidly. The woman, in an effort to catch the parachute, had partly fallen and was hanging with one arm hooked over the trapeze bar. When the balloon was almost in the clouds a dark skeck was seen to drop from it, and the three thousand spectators groaned in unison. The frantic husband rushed into the tent and seizing a pistol, attempted to shoot himself. He was seized and disarmed. The woman fell one mile north o& the Fair grounds, first striking a tree. Fragments of the body were left in the tree. The Hibbards are residents of some place in Eastern Pennsylva nia. Mr. Hibbard is delirious and may never recover his reason. . Costly Conflagration. SEuLT STE MARIE, Micih., Aug. 2y. -This city to-day experienced the worst fire since August 9, 1886, when the whole business portion of the town was nearly burned out. To day's fire started in North Water street and before it could be gotten under subjection over $300,000 worth :>f property was destroyed. Among tihe burned buildings are the Sioux National Bank block, which cost $100, 000; the Prenziauer block, Chippewa House, Cleveland House, Metzger block, Perry Hotel, postoffice and United States customs offices, tele phone exchange and a number of wooden structures. The loss is about half covered by insurance. "I believe we cannot only elect our state ticket, but that Br'yan and Sewall will carry the state of New York, I feel certain of this." Thus said Senator Edward Murphy, Jr., to Anthony N. Brady and a number of friends. These gentlemen went to Long Brancla to se cure the New York junior senator's opinion on the situation. In the many years that Senator Murphy was chair man of the Democratic state commit tee lhe proved himself unequaled in his correctness regarding future poli tical results in this state. During his chairmanship lhe cond ucted only one losing campaign - and in that he pre dicted defeat, It was the Maynard cam pn.n Siandering the South. In hh: gold standard speech in New York las;' week Bourke Cockran, who up to tho time lie made that speech claimed to be a Democrat, took ocea nion to use the folloxing languare i refervice to the friends of silver in the West and South: Men of New York, toilers of Am-ri ca, guardians of your own homes, will you allow your rate of wages to be af fected (Cries of "Nev r," "Never") by any man who never has paid wages at all if he could pet out of it'? Will you submit to this conspiracy between the professional farmers, the farmers who cultivate the quarre!s of their neigh bors, farmers who labor with their jaws, Populist agitators of the West and the unreconciled slaveholders of the South? This is a conspiracy be tween professional farmers who want to pay low wages and the unreconciled slaveholders who would like to pay DO wages at all. (Applause.) Here is the real root of this conspiracy. In commenting on Cockran's tirade the Augusta Chronicle says it is an in suit to the men of the South and the West which they will not soon forget, and one which they will promptly and elfectively resent. When Mr. Cock ran insults the majority of the Demo cratic party with the assertion that they are made up of "farmers who la bor with teeir jiws a.d the unrecon ciled slave holders of ,he South who would like to pay no wages at all," he allows prejudice to run riot with his reason. le demonstrates, too, that down in his heart he still holds his prejudice and hatred of the South, and that he only needed a congenial audience before which to speak his real sentiments. Cockran was speaking when he uttered the above slaider, for the party in national politics this year that is supported in this State by such newspapers as the News and Courier and a few of its "me toos." In this day of peace and reunion it comes with poor grace from a boasted Demo cratic leader to be insulting Democrats of the South, who, year after year, have loyally supported the candidates offered by Democrats of the North; and we much mistake the temper- and self-respect of Democratic masses all over the country if they do not resent the persistent references to their Pres idential candidEte by Mr. Cockran, as a "Populist." Mr. Cockran is an ora tor, and he may have pleased his mil lionaire employers, but he will find he has affronted the masses of the Demo cratic party, South and West, and ce mented them together more strongly for Bryan and silver coinage. Those Patriotic Bankers. The "patriotic" banks not only took special precautions to be able to get back their paltry "loan" of $18,000, 000 from the United States Treasury whenever they wanted it, but they have been and are adopting syetemat ic means to place the Treasury and other sources of money supply entire ly at their own (the national banks') tender mercies. The followine ex tract from an article in the New York Journal will make clear how thebanks do it: "The scarcity of greenbacks in the hands of the public was illustrat ed by an incident which occurred yes terday (Saturday) in an office at No. 10 Wall street. There were present six persons, including E. R Holden, a banker of Colorado, who said: 'Gentlemen, I will wager that there is not a man in this party who has other money than silver or silver certiflcates in his possession.' There was a prompt turning out of the contents of wallets and pockets. While at least three of the party had in excess of $100 in bills in their possession, every bill' was a silver certidicate. Mr. Holden then~remarked: 'I. have observed for several weeks that all my money was in silver certificates. Finding that several of mny friends had noted the same thing, I accompanied one of them to a well known bank in Wall street, where he presented a check for $2,000 to be cashed. The larger por tion of the money was paid in new silver eertifncates and the balance in national bank notes. People aretak ing in such a narrow way about the dreadful result of Mr. Bryan's election and what infinite harm silver will do. They seem to forget that the only me dium now in circulation among the people is silver or silver certiticates. If we depend for our currency on gold or its specific form of circu'ating note there would be hardly a dollar in the country except the holdings of the banks or the Treasury Dep.rtment." Altgeld Waxes Wrotn. SPRINGFIELD, 1ll., Aug. KI.-Gover nor Altgeld tonight gave out an openi letter addressed to ex-Uougressnt Forman, in reply to the recent letter from ex-Congressman Formant to him, making charges against his integrity. The Governor states that Mr. F~or man emerged from the brush while he was away from home and made in sinuations against him and attacked two dead men.- He says he makes it a rule to not notice personal attacks upon himself, as the calumnniators in time are buried in their own slime. EHe terms the letter of Mr. Formwan as being made up of malicious, false and danderous trash which has been re peatedly published and branded as false and does not call for any further no tice. He brands every allegation Forman makes as false and malicious, and states that iForman knew he was stat ng falsehoods when he wrote the de unciatory letter. The Governor states that Forman wanted the posi ion of Commissioner of the Southern Penitentiary, Mr. Browning of Duquin pplying for Forman, which was re fused on account of the Governor aving no confidence in Forman. his made Forman angry and called forth the letter. Valuable Plantations Burnjed, HAvASA, Aug. 26.-It is is reporte d ere that the insurgents recently urned over 30 coffee and cocoa plan ations in the province of Santiago de uba. Among the larger plantationsi urned were . the splendid estates of1 Aurora, Sompatia and Dolorita. It is stimated that more than $1,000,000 worth of property was destroyed. hese estates were owned by Freach itizens who were not sympathizers ith the insurgents, but who remain ed neutral from the commencement >f the troubles in Cuba. Tilm an Challenges' Harrison. WasHrsaros,. A ug :N -The Demo-C :ratic cong ressional - .-n ittee furn- - shed the Southern A os-?ted Press 1 wth -he folio sing telegram: today ad- - ressed to ex-Priesident Harrison: t "Hion iurjamaiu Hlarrison, New ork City,. N. Y. I have just spent a week in Penn ylvania speaking to many thousands. our specch in New York last night ttacks me specilcally. anid I would e pleas' d to meet you in joint d-b'.ite efore a northern audience, preferably1 at Indianapolis. "B R. TIr.L ' THE New York Journal says, in its eport, that there was a feature oj r. Cockran's aadress which causedi is admirers and supporters some larm, and that was wherein he began ttacking the farmers. He declared hat the silver agitation was but ai onspi racy of the farmers. As he said bis a hand reached out and pulled his oat tail. Just whose hand it was( ould not be told from the press seats, >at it looked strangely like that ofr 'erry Belmont. Mr. Cockrian paused, >ent his head, listened to a fe w wis- l ered words, and then begun a eulogy OYAL POWDER Absolutely Pure. A cream of tartar baking powder. Hi-hest of all in leavening strength. -Latest United States Government Food Report. RoYAL BAKING POWDER Co., New York City. A fjouvert's Bet. NoELESvILLE, Aug. 25.-The Hon. James L. Evans of this city, for four years a congressman and a lifelong Republican. has come out for free sil ver. Mr. Evans has b-en eneaged in the grain business in Noblesville for 40 years and has .Iways voted the Ri publican ticket, but he says he will give Bryan his cordial support in the present campaign. He has the fol lowing unique offer posted in the office of his greatelevator: "I will contract to buy all the No. 2 wheat you have raised in 1896 at 60 cents per. bushel, providing Bryan is elected, and with him a free conage congress; or I will sell you all the No. 2 wheat you want at 50cents per bushel, providing McKinley is elected." In an interview today Mr. E-ans said: "I will made money on either proposition. If Bryan and a free coinage congress is elected wheat will go above 70 cents. If McKinley is elected and the gold standard in con tinued I can duy it for less than 50 cents." Among other things he added: 'While in congressI servedon the committee of coinage, weights and -neasures, and I think I then learned just what free coinage of gold and sil ver means. The experience of years since then has only strengthened my convictions. Free cainage is the only hope for our farmer friends. We cannot have prosperity on con stanly falling prices. There must be a restoration of the price of the products of labor before we can hope for a revival )f business and a return of proseriY e long ousiness experience of Mr. Evans has taught him that labor is the basis of all prosperity, and whea ever the prices of the prducts of labor aie low, business languishness all along the line in every avenue of our commercial development. BritishGans Boom. LONpN, Aug. 27.-The foreign of fiee has receiveddispatches from Z azi bar stating th- LIs usurping sultan, Said Khalid, ha-ring refused to surcen der this morning in accordance wiLh the terms of the British consul's ulti matum, the palace was bombarded by the warships in the harbor and after the bombardment was captured by the British sailors and- marines who had been landed by the war vessels. Said KJnalid was made a prisoner and will be deported to India. The dis patches don't mention the loss on. either side. A later dispatch says that Said Khalid and hisleading adherents made their escape and took refuge in the German consulate. Still ~later dispahes say that at noon, the palace and the old custom house were a blazing mass of ruins. Sharp firing continues on the on; skirts of the city, where a force of British marines with 400 loyal Zanzi baris are on. the Homain road. Other sailors and marines are bringing in the prisoners hnd colleefting the dead for burial. During the bombardment of the place, tsa. eteamer Glasgow, which was owned by the Late sultan and carried a number of guns, was fired upon by the British warships and immediately sunk. Dispatches from Zanzibar say that the bombarding of the place lasted 50 minutes. The fir ing was done by the warshipsBRaccoon. Thrush and Sparrow. The followere of Said Khanlid were strengthened be hind barricades and kept up a steady fire upon the British soldiers and marines until their positions were car ried. Dtahed [ato the orowd. RUSHVILLE, Ind., Aug. 28.-A moat t~hrilling race track runaway, in which [t seems simply miraculous that sev eral people were not killed, oce -rred at the fair grounds yesterday. .As it s, eight persons ar, njured, t wo very eriously. It was the last balf o; the second heat of the 2:50 pace. Mamnie Wools collided with the sulky of Cz r. 'he latter tore down thehomestretcha without a driver. Mamnie Wood, rac ing at a gallop, started toward the gap at the end of the track. Fully 2;000 persons were crowded near this gap. Lto this crowd, with a fearful pace, lasheo the terrielled race hor~se, tramp - ling muner foot women and cuild~ren. Bor two nundred fee. tirough the :rowd the horse dashed on until it be-. ame entangled among the ..eats and elL The sulky was brokea .into a radred pieces. Great exceement was~ aused by the runaw' and-the cro Nd tampeded, men en and childrena naking a fi ic rush to get away. Many were knocked down and brun. ad, but not seriously. Predicting Ten Cent Cotton. The Macon Telegraph says a gentle nan from Selma, Ala., who was in liat city recently was heard to make a iporting bet, to the effect tbat cottoz. Would go up to ten cents before the ist of next November. He could 2ave found several takers, but one was mough to satisfy him. He gave as is reason for making the bet that he ad seen the cotton all along the road >etween Selma and Macon, and that he hot weather was "giving it thun ler." For a radius of seven miles rom Macon, he said, the cotton had >een burned up by the heat. At any -ate it is a fact that the heat is unset ling the market and that -There are ortunes to be made and lost in cotton ust about this time. We do not know ihether cotton will go to ten cents or iot, but one thing is very certain and hat is the crop is extremely short. Den cent cotton would be a good thing or the farmers and we would hail it ith joy. Timman Rands on'. WAsmIsGTON, Aug 28. -- Tillman assed through Washington this morn ng on his way home from Penusyl ania, where be has been making peeches. lie had a conference here with 1)emnocratie managers. the -e be ng a big demand for ham among 'ennsylvania miners. Tillman told a rentemian , a the train that "before 'od" he had taken no part in the race >etween i-:rle and Elaas but iati natta that hie had advisedl l)uncan to t i out of the race. lHe etimiated that m wouild be hands oif in theC next pr rary between EaLe- and Evans, if br- w-, tb ancthe- - state.