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AGAINST BIGOTRY, Rev. Dr. Talmage Discusses a Delicate Subject. SECTARIAN DIFFERENCES. Cautions Parents as to its Ef fects on Their Chi, dren's Religious Prospects. In this sermon Dr. Talnage discuss es a topic which will interest domestie circles everywhere. The text is Gene sis xiii, S: -Let there be no strife, - pray thee, between me and thce. and between my herdrnen and thy herd mcn. Is not the whole land before thee?" Uncle and nephew. Abram a'd Lot. both pious, both millionaires, and with such large flocks of bleating sheep and lowing cattle that their herdmen g'ot into a fight, perhaps about the best pasture. or about the best water privi lege, or because the cow of o nc got hooked by the horns of the other. No their poverty of opportunity, t,, their wealth, was the cause of controversy between these two men. T Abratu the glorious old Mesopotanian sheik. such controversy seemed absurd. It was like two ships quarreling for sea room in the middle of the Atlantie ocean. There was a vast reach of coun try, cornfields, vineyards, harvests and plenty of room in illimitable acreage. "Now," says Abram. "let us agree to differ. Here are the mountain districts swept by the tonic of sea breeze anid with wide reaching prospect, and there is the plain of Jordan, with tropical luxuriance. You may have either. Lot, who was not as rich as Abram and might have been expected to take the second choice, made the first selection, and with a modesty that must have made Abram smile said to him: "You may have the rocks and the fine prospect, I will take the valley of the Jordan, with all its luxuriance of cornfields, and the river to water the flocks, and the genial climate, and the wealth immeasurable." So the contro versy was forever settled, and great souled Abram carried out the sugges tion of the text: "Let there be no strife, I pray thee, between me and thee, and between my herdmen and thy herdmen. Is not the whole land before thee?" Well, in this, the last decade of the nineteenth century, and in this beauti ful land, which was called America, after Ameries Vespucius, but should have been called Columbia, afttr its discoverer, Columbus, we have a wealth of religions privilege and opportunity that is positively bewildering-churches of all sorts of creeds, and of all kinds of government, and all forms of wor ship, and all styles of architecture. What opulence of ecclesiastical oppor tunity! Now, while in desolate regions there may be only one church, in the opulent districts of this country there is such a profusion that there ought to be no diffiulty in making a selection. No fight about vestments, or between litur gical or nonliturgical adherents, or as to baptrismal modes, or a handful of water as compared with a riverful. If Abram prefers to dwell on the heights, where he can only get a sprinkling from the clouds, let him consent that Lot have all the Jordan in which to im merse himself. "Let there be no strife, I pray thee, between me and thee, and between my herdmen and thy herdmen. Is not the whole land before thee?" Especially is it fortunate when fami lies allow angry discussion at the break fast or dinner or tea table as to which is the best church or denomination, one at one end of the table saying he could never endure the rigid doctrines of Presbyterianism, one at the other end responding that s .e never could stand the forms of Episcopacy, and one at one side of the table saying he did not understand how anybody could bear the noise in the Methodist church, and another declaring all the Baptist bi gots. There are hundreds of families hopelessly split on ecclesiasticism, and in the middle of every discussion on such subjects there is a kindling of in dignation, and it needs some old father Abram to come and put his foot on the loaded fuse before the explosion tak's p lace and say; "Lret there be no strxue Ipray thee, between ino and ti and between my herdmen a-l r herdmen. Is not the whole laud be fore thee?" I undertake a subject never underta ken by any other pulpit, for it is an ex ceedingly delicate subject, and if not rightly handled might give serious of fense, butI approach it without the slightest trepidation, for I am sure I have the divine direction in the matters I propose to present. It is a tremen dous question, asked all over Christen dom, often asked with tears and sobs and heart breaks and involving the peace of families, the eternal happiness of many souls. In matters of church attendance should the wife go with the husband or the husband go with the wife? CFirst, remember that all the evangeli cal churches have enough truth in them to save the soul and prepare us for hap piness on earth and in heaven. I will go with you into any well selected theolog ical library, and I will show you ser mons from ministers in all denomina tions that set forth man as a sinner and Christ as a celiverer from sin and sor row. That is the whole gospel. Get that into your soul, and you are fitted for the here and the hereafter. There are differences, we admit, and some de nominations we like better than others. But suppose three or four of us make solemn agreement to meet each on im portant business, and one goes by the New York Central railroad, another by the Erie railroad, another by the Penn sylvania railroad, another by the Balti more and Ohio railroad. One goes this way because the mountains are grander, another takes this because the cars are more luxurious, another th a because the speed is greater, another takes the other because he has long been accustomed to that route and all the employees are familiar. So far as our engagement to meet is concerned it makes no difference if we only get there. Now, any one of the innumerable evan gelical denominations, if you practice its teaching although some of their trains run on a bread gauge and some on a narrow gauge, will bring you out at the city of the New Jerusalem. It being evident that you will be safe inany of the evangelical denominations, .L proceed to remark. first, if one of the married couple be a Christian and the other not, the one a Christian is bound to go anywhere to a church where the unconverted companion is willing to ro, if he or she will go to no other. You of the connubial partnership are a Christian. You are safe for the skies. Then it is your first duty to secure the eternal safety of your lifetime atsociate. Sife impeten:~ >ofur lustana !uipen itentmore importan than your church re lationhip'? Is not the condition of your compan'on for the next juadrillion of years a milhtier consideration to you than the gratification of your eccle siastical taste tor forty or 50 years. A man or a woman who would stop half a minute to weigh preferences as to whether he or she had better go with the unconverted coniz a-ion to this or that church or denomination has no re ligion at all r d ncver has had, and I fear never wi hae You are loaded up. with wlat 3 ou suppose to ne relig ion. blut y(u are likc Captain Frobish er. who brouglht back froni his voyage of discovery a shipload of what he sup posed valuable minerals, yet instead of being silver or gold. were nothing but commoun stones of the fieJ. to bc hurl ,d out as finalh-useleSS. Mighty God. i all thy rcali is there one man cr wo:uazn profe-sing religign, yet so stolii. so untitted. so far gone unto duath that there would be any hesitancy in surrendering all prefer er cs before such an opportunity of sal vation and heaveuly reunion? If you, a Christian wife. are an attendant upon ny eliurch and your unconverted hus band des' ' t ._o tiere because he does not lk its pireacber, or its music. or its architee~ure, or its uncomfortable cro:wding. and goes not to any house of wv4rship. but would go if you would ac company him somew here else, change your church relations. 'lake your hymbvok home with you today. Say goodby to your frier.ds in the neighbor ing pews aminigo with him to any one cf a hundrrd churches till his soul is saved and he joins you in the march to hea ven. More important than that ring on the third finger of your left hand it is that your Heavenly Father command the angcl of mercy concerning your hus band at his conversion, as in the pyra ble of old, "Pat a ring on his hand.' No letter of more importance ever came to the great city of Corinth, situ ated on what was called the "Bridge of the Sea," and glistening with sculptute, and gated with a style of brass the mag niticence of which the following ages have not been able to successfully imi tate. and overshadowed by the Acro Corinthus, a fortress of rock 2.000 feet high-I say no letter ever came to that g-eat city -f more importance than that leer in which Paul puts the two start ling questions: "What knowest thou, 0 wife, whether thou shalt save thy husband? Or how knowest thou. 0 man. whether thou shalt save thy wife?" The dearest sacrifice on the part of the one is cheap if it rescue the other. Better go to the smallest, weakest, most insignificant cLurch on earth and be copartners in eternal bliss than pass your earthly membership in most gorgeously attractive church while your companion stays outside of evan gelical privilege, Better have the drowning saved by a scow or a sloop than let him or her go down while you sail by in the gilded cabins of a Majestic or Campania. Second remark: If both of the mar ied couples be Christians, but one is so naturally constructed that it is im possible to enjoy the services of a par ticular denomination and the other is not so sectarian or punctilious. let the one less particular go with the other who is very particular. As for myself, I feel as much at home in one denomi nation ef evangelical Christians as an otha, and I think I must have been born very near the line. I like the sol emn roll of the Episcopal liturgy, and I like the spontaneity of the Methodists, and I like the importance given to the ordinance of baptism by the Baptists, and I like the freedom of the Congre gationalists, and I like the government and the sublime doctrine of the Presby terians, and I like many of the others just as much as any I have mentioned, and 1 could happily live and preach and die and be buried from any of them. But others are born with a liking so stout, so unbending, so inexorable for some denomination that it is a positive necessity they have the advantage of that one. What they were intended to be in ecelesiasticism was written in the sides of their cradle, if the father and meother had ca es keen enough to see it. They would not stop crying until they had put in their hands as a plaything a Westminster catechism of the Thirty nine Article. The whole current of their temperament and thought and character runs into one sect of religion ists as naturally as the James river into the Chesapeake. It would be a torture to such persons to be anywhere outside of that one church. Now, let the wife or husband who is not so constructed sacrifice the milder preference for the one more inflexible and rigorous. Let the grapevine follow the rugosities and the sinuosities of the oak or hickory. Abram, the richer in fiocks of Christian grace, should say to Lot, who is built on a smaller scale: "Let there be no strife, 1 pray thee, be tween me and thee, and between my herdsmen and thy herdsmen. Is not the whole land before thee?" As you can be edified and happy anywhere, go with your compnion to the church to which he or she must go or be miser able. Remark ti.e third: If both the mar ried cou ec are very strong in their see tarianismi let them attend the different churches preferred. It is not necessary that you attend the same church. Re ligion is between your conscience and your Gol. Like Abram and Lot, agree to differ. When on Sabbath morning you come out of your home together and one goes one way and the other the other, heartily wish each other a good sermon and a time of profitable devo ttion, and when you meet again at the noonday repast, let it be evident, each to each and to your children and to the hired help, that you have both been on the Mount of Transfiguration, although you went up by different paths, and that you have both been fed by the bread of life. though kneaded by differ cnt hands in different trays and baked In different ovens. "But how about the children?" I am often asked by scores of parents. Let themi also make their own choice. They will grow up with reverence for both the denomina tions represented by father and mother if you by holy lives commend those de nominations. If the father liaes the better life, they will have the more favorable opinion of his denomination. If the mother lives the better life, they will have the more favorable opinion of her denomination. And some day both parents will, for at least one service, go to the same church. The neighbors will say. "I wonder what is going on today,-for I saw our neighbor and his wife, who always go to different churches, going arm in arm to the same sanctuary." Well, I will tell you what has brought them together arm in arm to the same altar. Something very important has happened. Their son is today uniting with the church. He is standing in the aisle. taking the vows of a Christian. He had been somewhat wayward, gave father and mother a good deal of anxiety, but their prayers have been answered in his conversion, and as he stands in the aisle and the nminister of religion says, "Do you consecrate yourself to the God who made and re is an April shower in the pew where father and mother sit and a rainbow of joy which arches both their souls tnat makes ll differences of creed infinitesi mal. And the daughter, who had been very worldly and gay and thoughtless, puts her life on the altar of consecra tion, and as the sunlight of that Sab bath streams through the church win dow and falls upon her brow and cheek she looks like their other daughter, whose face was illuminated with the brightness of another world on the day when the Lord took her into his heav enly keeping years ago. I should not wonder if, after all. these parents pass the evening of their life in the same church. all differences of church preference overcome by the joy of being in the house of God where their children were prepared for useful ness and heaven. But I can give you a recipe for ruining your children. An grily contend in the household that your church is right and the church of your companion is wrong. Bring sueer and caricature to empha size your opinions, and your chil dren will makeup their minds that reli gion is a sham, and they will have none of it. In the northeast storm of domes tic controversy the rose of Sharon and the lily of the valley will not grow. Fight about apostolic succession, fight about election and free agency, fight about baptism, fight about the bishopric, fight about gown and surplice, and the religious prospects of your children will be left dead on the field. You will be as unfortunate as Chaarles. duke of Burgundy, who in battle lost a dia mond the value of a kingdom, for in your fight you will lose the jewel of salvation for your entire household. This is nothing against the advocacy of your own religious theories. Use all forcible argument, bring all telling il lustration, array all demonstrative facts, but let there be no acerbity, no stinging retort, no mean insinuation, no superciliousness, as though all oth ers were wrong and you infallibly right. Take a hint from astronomy. The Ptolemaic system made the earth the center of the solar system, and every thing was thought to turn round the earth. But the Copernican system came and made the sun the center around which the planets revolved. The bigot makes his little belief the center of everything, but the large souled Christian makes the sun of righteousness the center and all deno minations without any clashing w" each in its own sphere revolving aro1 i it. Over the tomb of Dean Stanle3 Westminster abbey is the passage of Scripture, "Thy commandments arc < ceeding broad." Let no man crowd is on to a path like the bridge Al Sirat, which the Mohammedan thinks leads fr-:'n this world over the abyss of bell into paradise, the breadth of the bridge less than the web of a starved spider or the edge of a sword or razor, off the edges of which many fall. No. While the way is not wide enough to take wiLh us any of our sins, it is wide enough for all Christian believers to pass with out peril into everlasting safety. But do not any of you depend upon what you call a "sound creed" for salvation. A man may owr all the statutes of the state of New York and yet not be a lawyer, and a man may own all the best medical treatise and not bea physician, and a man may own all the best works on painting and architecture and not be either painter or architect, and a man may own all the sound creeds in the world and yet not be a Christian. Not what you have in your head and on your tongue, but in your heart and in your life, will decide everything. In olden times in England before the modern street lamps were invented every householder was expected to have a lan tern suspended in front of his house, and the cry of the watchmen in London as they went along at eventide was, "Hang out your lights!' Instead of disputing in your home about the dif ferent kinds of lanters, as a watchman on the walls of Zion I cry, "Let your light so shine before men that they, seeing your good works, may glorify your Father which is in heaven!" Hang out your lights! You may have a thou sand ideas about religion and yet not the great idea of pardoning mercy. It is not the number of ideas, but the greatness of them. A mouse hath ten offspring in her nest, while the lioness hath one in her lair. All ideas about forms and ceremonies and church gov ernment put together are not worth the one idea of getting to heaven yourself and taking your family with you. But do not reject Christianity, as many do, because there are so many sects. Standing in Westminster hotel, London, I looked out of the window and saw three clocks, as near as I can re member--one on the parliament house, another on St. Margaret's chapel, an other on West minster abbyadthey were all different. One said 12 o'clock at noon, another said five minutes be fore 12, another said five minutes after 12. I might as well have concluded that there is no such thing as time be cause the three timepieces we re differ ent as for you to conclude that there i no such thing as pure Christianityi be cause the churches differ in their state ment of it. But let us all rejioice that, although part of our family may worship on earth in one church and part in another church or bowed at the same altar in a compromise of preferences, we are, if redeemed, on the way to a perfect church, where all our preferences will be fully gratified. Great cathedral of eternity, with. arches of amethysts and pillars of sapphire, floors of emerald and windows aglow with the sunrise of heaven! What stupendous towers, with chimes angel hoisted and angel rung! What myriads of worshipers, white robed and coroneted! What an officia tor at the altar, even "the great High Priest of our profession !" Wihat walls, hung with the captured shield and flags. by the church militant passed up to be church triumphant! What doxologies of all nations! Coronet to coronet, cymbal to cymbal, harp to harp, organ to organ! Pull out the tremulant stop to recall the sufferings past! Pull out the trcmpet stop to celebrate the vic tory! When shall these eyes thy heaven built And pearly gates behold, Thy bulwarks, with salvation strone. And streets of shining gold? Spinish Treat With A guinaldo. As a result of the understanding re cently arrived at between the Spanish minister, Duke D'Arcos, and the presi dent. it is expected that the Madrid officials will at an early day select a commissioner to reopen negotiations with Aguinaldo for the release of the Spanish prisoners held by the insur gents. The efforts of the United States authorities have been f'xtile, not only as to releasing the Spaniards, but also as to Lieut. Gilmore and the other American prisoners. It is for this rea son that the Spanish authorities will be given all necessary facilities for secur THE OLD SOUTH CAROLINA Was the First Railroad Built in the United States. In this railway age the acquisitioa of the old South Carolina railroad by the Southern. which again makes that roar the most important to the city of Char leston, gives the early history of the pioneer road, where once the motive power was the wind. an especial interest. While the South Carolina was not the first railrozd in the world, and possibly not the first in the Unitid States, it was conspicuously first in many particulars. It was the first road ever constructed with a definite plan of operating exclu sively by locomotive power: it was the first railroad to use an American built locomotive; it was the first to use loco motives that were purely the product of American invention: it was the first road in the world to use an eight wheeled engine, and that engine was the first eight-wheeler ever constructed, and was devised by this same road's chief engineer. - Although there were tram roads in America that are said to have ante-dated the South Carolina, still it is doubtful if even that is the case, for the South Carolina company ante-dated by some years the genuine railroad that was opened by that company January 15, 1830, and several circumstances indi cate that the company operated a tram way by horses and sails before the loco tive steam power was inaugurated in 1830. Certain it is that the work on this, the first real railroad in America, was commenced in 1828. Although tramways had been in use in England for a century or two nothing much was accomplished until Stephenson opened up the Manchester and Liverpool rail way in 1S29. introducing thereon the steam locomotive. In his work entitled "Railroads Their Origins and Problems," Mr. Charles Francis Adams says there "is some reasou for believing that the South Carolina railroad was the first constructed in any country with a de finite plan of operating it exclusively by locomotive steam power." There is corrobor.itive evidence on this point in the memoirs of Horatio Allen: "In September of 1829 Mr. Allen became the chief engineer of the South Carolina railroad the construction of which had then been determined upon. On his recommendation the gauge of the r.ad i made five feet. This road was e ampleted and the cost was within his originial estimates, and when finished it was the longest railroad in the world. At that early date the South Carolina Railroad company had to decide wheth er the motive power of the road should be horses or locomotiv.s. In a report inade to the company in November, 1829, Mr. Allen presented an estimate of the cost of transportation by horse power and by the locomotive power. The estimate of cost of locomotive power was based on facts obtained on the Stockton and Darlington railroad, (England). The result of that compari son was in favor of locomotive power and the South Carolina company adopt ed the engineer's recommendation to use that powei. But that action was based not on the experience of the English road, but on the report of the engineer who held that in the future there was "no reason to expect any ma terial improvement in the breed of horses, while in my judgement the man is not living who knows what the breed of locomotives will place at command." This report was made to a full meet ing of the board and the decision for locomotives was unanimous. Engineer Allen says: "It was the first action of this kind by any corporate body in the world." Mr. Adams is authority for the statement that the South Carolina road was opened January 15, 1830, for says he; "On the 15th of January, 1831, exactly four months after the final opening of the Manchester and Liverpool road, the first anniversary of the South Carolina railroad was cele brated with due honor." As to the first engine use'd on this road, Mr. Adams says: -"A queer lookirng machine, the outline of which was suffieient to prove that the inventor owed nothing to Ste phenson, had been constructed at the West Point foundry works in New York during the summier of 1S30 --a first at tempt to supply that locomnotive with the botrd had with asublime confidence in possibilitics, unanimously voted on the 14th of the preceding January should alone be used on the road." The name of "Best Friend" was given to this very simple product of native geni us. In June, 1831l, another locomo tive, the "West Point," arrived at Charleston. Nicholas W. Darrell, of Charleston, machinist, was the firt man to open the throttle and run in the ''Best Friend." This engine lhter ex ploded her boiler. The third engine built was an eight wheeler constructed on the plans fur nished by Horatio Allen, chief en gineer, "and was the first eight-wheel engine in the world." It was narmed the "South Carolina." According to Mr. Allen's memoirs. the road at first constructed consisted of stringers 6x12 inches. on which iron b'ars 2 nches were spiked3. News papers oft Ibe period were not eager for railroad nL o, but in The Charleston Mercury. July 6, 1831, is an account of an enthusiastic meeting of citizens of Knoxville. Tenn., and vicinhity, held June 10th. at which resolutions were adopted recognizing the value to comn mierce of the South Carolina road and urging continuance of the liue to the west, and committees wereappointed to agitate the subject in territory between Knoxville and Columbia. This railroad advertisement appeared in The Mercury July 15, 1S31: "The locomotive engine runs every day for passengers at half past 4 p. m. Parties wishing it at any other hour can be ac commodated by appiying to the engin eer." November 19, 1832, the railroad advertised that the locomotive would commence on that day to make regular trips from Charleston to Branchville (sixty-five miles) and passenger and freight rates were fixed. The railroad regulations, as printed in The Charles ton Almanac, are quite curious. All baggage was at owners risk and not over: seventy-five poun ds all d; no serea n's were admitted ut.less in cha'g- of chil dren exceipt ':- --ent of passengers; smou- - .hhiitd, and "no gun ar >.:23i piece s ball be permitted to enter the ears unless examined by the conduetor. "At the ringing of the bell passengers will be allowed one minute to take their seats. Seats must be en gaged and paid for fifteen minutes pre vious to the hour of departure." A Requisition Issued. Gov. McSweeney Wednesday issued a requisition upon the governor of Geor gia for Spencer Johnson, colored, who is wanted in Aiken county, this State, upon the charge of assault with intent to rape, his intended victim being Gus sic Horne. The offense was committed the 29th of November lact. The Ne gro has recently been located in Geor gia. Gov. McSweeney appointed Sher.. iff Owen Alderman of Aiken county to THE CROPS AND WEATHER. What the Department of Agriculture Says About Them. The following is the weekly bulletin of the condition of the weather and crops of the State as issued Wednesday by Section Director Bauer of the Uni ted States Weather and Crop Service bureau: The week ending June 12th, 1899, was one f torrid heat, with the aver age temperature about 7 degrees per day above the normal, and with an ex treme maximum of 105 degreees on the 8th at Greenwood. There was almost an entire absence of rain during the week until Saturday evening, when general showers began that continued throughout Sunday, and in plases on Monday. The week closed with cooler, threatening weather pre vailing. The hot, dry weather of the greater part of the week was very injurious to crops generally, and some, such as to bacco, rice, corn and truck, were seri ously damaged in places, while cotton was but little affee:ed. Cotton of early planting is doing well everywhere and some is putting on squares freely; late planted is not all up, and some fields have been replowed and planted to corn. The stands of cot ton are generally fair, but the plants are smiller than usual to the season. Sea Island cotton is in splendid condi tion, and some blooms have been noted. Corn was suffering everywhere for rain, and in many places turned ye! low and wilted; old corn in tassel is seriously damaged by drought-in places practically ruined. There is much land yet to plant to corn in the north central and south central coun ties, on red lands. Old corn is being laid by. Insects continue to injure this crop. Tobacco suffered serious impairment especially late settings, many of which died, leaving stands much broken; early tobacco is bboming low. Rice is doing well on low lands, but upland rice withered and died out in places. Late or June planting is nearly finished, Wheat and oats harvest is nearir g completion and threshing has begun, with quite satisfactory yields of wheat, while oats are turning out poor ly, with some exceptions. Spring oats are too low to cut, and are a crop failure. Maturing truck crops were cut short about one-third by the drought. Pas tures and gardens were parched. Much complaint of blight on apple and pear trees. Melons being laid by, but suf fering for rain. The conditions as stated-by correspondents in this bulle tin, have been materially modified by the recent rains, but to what extent is not now known. Pardoned by the Governor. After a lapse of 10 years the story of the famous Yonce murder case in Edge field county is recalled by the pardno Wednesday of Whitfield Murrell one of the young men convicted of the mur der with a recommendation to mercy. At the time of the crime and for some time afterwards the whole State was astir. The capture of Murrell was on ly affected after the most extensive search had been made. He was brought to Columbia finally securely tied with ropes, then seemingly a mere boy. He has been serving a life sen tence. Gov. MeSweeney granted the petition for pardon Wednesday on a statement of the physicians that the young man had developed consumption, on the confessions of Carpenter, con victed along with him, that Murrell, though with him at the time, hid taken no part in the killing of Yonce; and on petitions of the strongest character. Murrell was set free Wednesday even ing and goes to his home with friends and relatives today. During Gav. Till man's administration strong petitions were presented, but the governor re fused the pardon. Senator Tillman's name, however, appears on the petition which aided in getting the pardon. New Lieutenant Governor. Thursday morning the Hon. R. B. Scarborough of Horry county, who by virtue of his position as president pro tem of the State senate, and the ele vation of the former lieutenant gover nor to the office of governor, becomes lieutenant governor. arrived in the city. He had not up to that time taken the oath as required by the constitu tion. At 10 o'clock Senator Scarbo rough went to the State capitol and pro ceeded to take the oath of office before Col. U. R. Brooks, clerk of the State supreme court. Having done so he signed it in duplicate, one copy being left in the office of the secretary of state. Upon taking the oath Mr. Scar borough vacated the office of senator of Horry county; the duty therefore de volves upon him of issuing a writ of election for the election of his success or as senator. He also has to issue a writ for an election in Lexington county to fill the vacancy occasioned by the election of Senator Griffith as superintendenL of the State penitentia ry.-State. An Assassin Lynched. A special from Newbern says: At Bogue, 25 miles from here, on the night of the Sth of June, the store of Elijah B. Weeks was burglarized. Weeks was brutally murdered. Detectives traced and arrested Lewis Patrick, colored, as he was about to take a steamer at New bern for Elizabeth City. They found in his possession a razor, shoes and clothes and other personal property be longing to Weeks. Hie was brought nere aud jailed Sunday night. About 11 o'clock last night a body of masked men came here in boats with pistols and pick axes, forced the jailor to de liver Patrick to them and disappeared with himu. The sheriff, with a posse. has been pursuing the mob since 12 o'clock, and returned tonight without finding any trace of them. Opinion pre vails that he will be lynched tonight if he has not already been disposed of. Did Not Change His Mind. Mr. M'eKinley has a nice way of pro mii a ht he thinks will please the particular audience he happens to be ad iressing, and an anything but nice way of breaking his promise when par tisan interests and his party bosses de mand that he should do so. Our own belief is he never changed his mind at all, because he never had a mind not to go over to the spoilsmen, and we think he story of Ohio state Republican con tention readily explains why he "went vver" formally just when lie did. Mc~inley's Latest Flip-Flap. That President McKinley shamefully belied his own pledges and convictions in granting his recent orders giving 4.000 or more offices over to the spoils system just in time to help Hanna out at the Ohio state convention is proven by his record. To his honor be it said he was a friend of the reform he now so viciously stabs ,vhen in congress. In the fac~e of his past record, his clear words and his solemn pledges, how can he defend his present course without anging his hed in sanme? "ALL THE WHILE." We may make new homes in coun' tries Far across the azure sea, And the paths that know our foot steps In a fairer land may be; But though scenes of rarer beauty May our wistful eyes beguile There'll be no home like the old home That we cherish all the while! As we wander through the wide world, Seeking fortune, friends, and fame, Many hands will reach to grasp ours, Many lips will speak our name; But of all the kindly faces That for us will wear a smile, There'll be no friend like the old friend. That has loved us all the while! Other hearts will learn to love us. Making sunshine on our way. Tender links of new affections Will enchain us day by day; But as onward still we journey, Growing wearier mile by mile, There'll be no love like the old love, That has blest us all the while. A BARBERIRY HEDGE. The front porch of the Loyd farm house faced the east. Therefore, at three o'clock on a Sunday afternoon in July, it lay in the cool shadow of the great white house. Seated among the gray cushions of the hammock was Patty Loyd, the only child and the heiress of the broad acres. Patty was a pretty dimpled bionde of twenty. In a soft, white lawn., with her chestnut hair curling away from her low brow, she made a charming picture. The other occupant of the porch was John Manchester, the son of Richard Manchester, whose well-tilled fields joined Loyd farm. He was tall, stal wart and dark, while his thoughtful face betokened a mind alert and cul tured. The air was heavy with the scent of the heliotrope growing on a flower stand at John's right. The beds of geraniums and nasturtiums made glowing bits of color on the velvety green sward. In the branches of a great apple-tree a mother robin chirp ed drowsily to her brood. All was peaceful and free from discord. But there was a serpent even in Eden. As Seth Loyd, the father of Patty, came strolling around the house, coatless and his face flushed with the heat, he bore little resemb lance to the traditional tempter of our common mother. Still, his entrance upon the scene was almost as fatal to peace and harmony. Mr. Loyd sat down upon the steps, fanning himself with his straw hat. "Hew! Hot weather this, John." "Yes, it's good for corn," John re-. plied, affably. He did not particularly enjoy the society of Mr. Loyd, but he was Patty's father. "Yes, but somehow it don't seem to bring on that air piece of yourn over there," pointing off to the north, where a corn-field belonging to the Manches ters was in sight. "Poor lay for crop, that. What ails it? You progressive farmers don't seem to have very good crops after all your talk." The hot blood colored John's cheeks. Mr. Loyd was always sneering at his and his father's farming. Perhaps it would be as well to speak out concern ing the corn. In the young man's vexation he forgot that this disagree able neighbor was the father of the pretty girl opposite. "Oh," he said, defiantly, "that's plain enough. As long as that hedge of yours stands there we can't expect much of crops in the field next to it. Your own suffer some, 6ut the wind favors you." "Eh, what's that? What do you mean ?" and the old man sat bolt up right and glared at John. "It must be your college learnin' has gone to your head." This thrust did not quiet John. His attendance upon the state Agricultural College had before been ridiculed by Mr. Loyd. "I don't think it has. It may have opened my eyes to the cause of what you are pleased to call our failures. You may not know, sir, that research has proven that the pollen of the b..tr berry-bush is hurtful to many growing things. Professor Lutz touched on the subject while I was at college, and I have this summer corresponded with him about this very hedge. He as sures me that it is a damage to my father's farm, and could be so proved in court. Botanists claim that this variety of the barberry, the Berberida cae vulgaris, is-" Here a strange noise interrupted him. It was a cross between a snort and a growl. Only astonishment had kept Seth Loyd quiet thus far. The Latin words, however, restored his power of speech. He sprang to his feet with remarkable agility. consider ing his sixty-five years. "You fool:" he shouted. "You blamed idiot! You never hrd any more brains than your father. rand imt air schoolin' has spiled 'em. It is a lie, every word of it." John, too, arose. Before he could speak Patty's soft voice recalled him to himself. "Oh, papa, how can you, and on Sun day, too! He don't mean it. John. I know he do-n't." John hesitatal. Yes, it was-vrell, injudicious to say the least, to a:.ger Patty's father. He bit his lips and turned half apologetically to the old man, but the mischief was done. "You keep still, miss," to Patty. "As for you, young man. you walk. Don't you never put foot on my farm ag'in. liodge hurt your ornl That hedge has~ always heen :or'eye.sore to yo'ur fa ther. I'll defend it, you scoundrel. Yes, sir, defend it with the last cent of my money and the last drop of my blood." It was useless to attempt to reason with him. His rage increased. John was obliged to obey him and depart. He humbly asked Patty's pardon, and received assurance of her continued friendship, even while her father was ordering him never to speak to hei again. John strode out of the gate and down the road, and Patty, her blue eyes overflowing with tears. took~ refuge in her own room. Seth Loyd strode into the cool. quaint, old-fashioned sitting--room, where his wife was indulging in her Sunday afternoon nap. Mrs. Loyd was a meek little wvomnn who always managed to fan the flame of her hus band's anger by her ill-timed efforts to extinguish it. When his story was told, she said, tearfully: "Oh, Seth, I jest wouldn't. Like as not, the Manchesters will go to law, and how it would sound for folks to say you was arrested," This only made matters worse. Mr. Loy brought his ha itother with rj wisn tney'a try it. I'll show Dick Manchester who's got the most money, him or me!" "Oh, father, don't talk so," and Mrs. Loyd wiped a tear from her cheek. "I 'most know Patty likes John. and I wouldn't have our girl's heart hurt for all the hedges in the country." This remark was the one thing need ed to raise the passion of Seth Loyd to white heat. Notwithstanding his long trusteeship in the little church near by' he ,wore, with an awful oath, that Patty should have nothing to do with the Manchesters. As for John. he also acted unwisely. He went straight home, and finding his father lying under the great walnut trees which shaded the lawn, he told him the whole story. Richard Manchester was a much younger man than his neighbor. John was an only child, and as the boy had been motherless since his birth, there was little his father had denied him. But as he listened, the face of the elder man grew hard and stern. This was not the first trouble between Seth Loyd and himself. Manchester's more pro gressive ways of farming had always been ridiculed by the old man, and more especially had this been the case in the iast few years since these very ways had begun to bring in large re turns. The hedge had already been a source of dispute, as it took the place of a line fenc'e, and had, when small, often been passed over and trodden on by Manchester's cattle. "I think I've stood enough from Seth Loyd," Mr. Manchester, senior, said, firmly. "I believe I'll test the matter of the hedge in the courts, although I am opposed, on general principles, to lawing. You kept Professor Lutz's letters, didn't you, John?" "Yes, sir, but-" "But what?" the father asked, im patiently. "I hope old Loyd did not frighten you?" "I don't think I am afraid." John an swered, smiling a little. "But there's Patty." "Patty? Oh, yes, I see. Well, John, I'll go a little slow for your sake, but Seth Loyd will never overlook what happened to-day." Time proved the truth of Richard Manchester's words. Seth Loyd let no opportunity of annoying his neighbor go unimproved. Several times hot words passed between the two men. John and Patty met at church and in various social ways. There was little chance for conversation, and John determined to see the girl alone and come to a definite understanding with her. Fortune soon favored him. One sunny afternoon he was drilling wheat. As he turned his team he caught a glimpse of a trim little figure in dark blue strolling leisurely along the road only a few rods from him. John tied his horse to a convenient tree, hurried across the field, leaped over the fence, and stood leaning against the trunk of a beech when Patty approached. She started, but the look o" joy in her eyes did not escape John's notice. "Come, Patty, and sit down here," he said, imperatively. "I must talk to you, and there's no telling when I can see you again." Patty obeyed unquestioningly, and he took his place at her side. The sunlight peered down at them through the screen of silver-green leaves, bring ing out glints of brightness in Patty's hair, and in the goldenrod in her lap, and .a squirrel paused to eye them cur iously; but they heeded none of these. There, once more, the story of love was told, the story each retelling of which is the crown of some life. "Yes. I love you, John," Patty said, her cheeks aglow. "but papa will never, never consent, and I dare not oppose him." They talked for a long time. John wished to go straight to Seth Loyd and tell him of the engagement, but Patty would not consent. "We must wait," she said. "Any more trouble would break mamma's heart. I don't know how it will come out. but. John. I will always be true to you." With this John was obliged to be content. Patty bade him a tearful farewell and went on her way. He sighed as he went hack across the field. Surely it was hard that two young lives should be overshadowed by-yes, by a barberry hedge. John smiled and threw back his shoulders proudly. H~e would wait patiently for a time, but in the end Patty should be his wife. The autumn wore away, and still the trouble about the hedge increased. Mr. Loyd was plan-ling to set another barberry hedge betsveen his farm and mancnester-s. When Richard Man chester learned this he consulted a lawyer, and the trouble was farther from a peaceful settlement than ever. On a frosty morning late in Novem ber Mr. Loyd started for the corn field, which lay at the extreme back part of his large farm. He was not feeling well, so he hitched a horse to his cart and drove back along the lane until he reached the field where the huskers were busy. Hitching the horse to the fence, he went forward to inspect the work. W'hen Seth Loyd drove back along the lane he was in a bad humor. There was no use in closing his eyes to the fact-his farm was not doing as wvell as when he was able to personally give it his attention. "Everything is going to ruin," he muttered, shivering as the r'aw wind smote his face. "If I jest had a son: Not but Patty's a girl any man might be proud of. but a boy would look after things for me. There, I believe the top's blowed plumb off of that stack of clover-seed. I told Collins it wasn't right, but you never see a hired man you can tell anything these days." Hie drove his horse through the open gate and aeross the field in the direc tion 0of the stalck. The young horse threw up her head impatiently at be ing turned aside from her way to the barn. This field was the one separated from the Manchester farm b~y the disputed hedge. Seth Loyd glanced com placently at the neatly trimmed shrubs. "Looks pr'etty well in spite of Dick Manchester's grumbling. I'll show him-hey, there. To'psy: Whoa! Whoa, I say:" A flock of his own :urkeys had taken refuge under tihe harierry hedge. The patriarch of the Ilock. a huge bronze gobbler, adlvanced inl front of the horse, his wings s pred' and his shrill voice raised. Topsy shie:1. The angry voice of her master and the jerk of the lines added to her excitement. A moment later she was running wildly across the field, with Seth Loyd vainly pulling at the reins and shouting for help. The old man was sorely frightened. Directly at the foot of the hill which Topsy was descending at breakneck speed was a narrow gully in which stones and refuse had been thrown. There the cart would be overturned. rtaoin dath an-aited him unoiess the sne was stopped. A mnn leaped over the hedge. strong hands caught Topsy's bits, and John Manchester's voice bade Mr. Loyd dismount. He did so, catching his foot and fall ing headlong. By the time he had re gained his feet the men who had been working in the field with John had reached the spot. One of these held the horse by the head, the rest were gathered about a figure which lay prone upon the ground. "Eh, what's the matter?" Mr. Loyd asked, making his way forward. "That brute of a horse has about killed John." one of the men said. "His arm is broken, besides that hurt on his head, and I don't know what else." John Manchester opened his eyes,s and supported by one of his compan ions, struggled to a sitting posture. Although suffering severe pain, he smiled faintly when he met the gaze of Seth Loyd. "Hope you'll excuse my trespassing," he said, in a hoarse voice. "I really forgot under the excitement of the moment that you had forbidden my coming on your premises." The words died away on his lips, and he sank back, pale and speechless. Seth Loyd's wrinkled face worked piteously as he turned to the group of men. "He hain't'dead, is he? 'Cause if he is, 'twas me and the barberry hedge that killed him." It was late the next morning when John Manchester woke from a troubled sleep. The doctor had pronounced his injuries serious, but not dangerous. Some one was sitting close by his bed, and he slowly turned his aching head t'o see who it was. "How are you feeling, dear?" and Patty bent over the pillow. "You here, Patty! Oh, my darling, what does it mean?" "Hush, you are not to talk. Papa sent me here to help take care of you. It's all right, John. He, he said," and the blushing face dropped low, "that you must get well enough for a wedding on Christmas. That isn't all. See, John," and she darted to the window and raised the shade. The barberry hedge was in plain sight. John saw the teams and hired men of Mr. Loyd hard at work pulling up the shrubs by the roots. "Papa said to tell you and your fath er that the barberry hedge and the trouble it made were things of the past," Patty said, slipping her soft hand into that of her lover. Japanese Imitation. The Japanese are almost universally condemned by writers for the imita tion practiced by them of late years of western literature, art, science and invention. And yet this imitation seems natural and right. Imagine, if possible, the nation of Japan leaping across the civilization of hundreds of years in half a century. Think of her emerging from the darkness of the middle ages and standing suddenly forth in the light of the nineteenth century. Would it not have been worse than madness for her to have said, "This new civilization is better than ours, yet we will not imitate it. We will retain our originality, and per-' haps in ages to come we shall reach the enlightened state now enjoyed: by the rest of the world."~ But fortunately the Japanese did 'not say this, but gave themselves up to the acquisition of the wonderful stores of knowledge opened to them. DISE ASE IN COSTLY STONES. Opals, Tnrquoises and Pearls Are Suscepti ble to a Sort of Consumption. "When I bought this stone a, fns months ago," said a young woman, drawing from her tapering finger a large opal ring and handing it to a fashionable jeweller, "it was remarka bly brilliant and translucent and glit tered with a dozen beautiful lights, but now Its fires are gone and It is nearly opaque." The jeweller scrutinized the stone through a powerful glass. He found it lifeless, cloudy and void of refulgence. "The stone is sick," he replied. "Sick!" repeated the young woman, dismayed and astonished. "Yes, madame," continued the jew eller. "Your opal is afflicted by a dIs ease common to its kind, as well as to various precious stones. Unfortunate ly no one understands the nature of the disease, so your stone is Incurable. It will never regain its Iridescence. "Opals, turquoises and pearls are ex tremely susceptible to a sort of mineral consumption, which impairs their vital ity and value," explained the jeweller, as the young woman sadly departed. "The development of this disease is in dependent of extcrnal influe:nces or neglect. The germs of destruction are born within the stones. Topazes, gar nets and amethysts are frequent suf ferers from the attacks of the myste rious sickness, and even the magnifi cent pigeon blood ruby, the fiery sap phire and the costly emerald are occa sional victims. T'he diamond is the only known immune. "It is easy to detect sickness In stones. In some the lustre 'begins to wane slowly, and imperfect scintilla tion Is noted. In others there is a distinct alteration in color, many stones becoming dark and hazy, a few gaining in transparency, yet plainly revealing loss of sparkle and those prismatc qualities which add so much to the value of many gems. "We do not know positively that this disease is contagious. Nevertheless it is a substantiated fact that apparent ly healthy stones placed in constant juxtaposition to diseased gems often 'fall sick' without any explainable cause unless it is that of contagion." One way to Get a Wife. The editor of' the Cynthiana (Ky.) Democrat has adopted a novel means to procure a wife. Hec advertises thus: The Democrat offers a special premium of $50 for the handsomest and most charming old maid between the ages o thirty and forty-five years, who ap pears at the street fair. The winner is to become the bride of the editor and promptly return the $50. The entries are to assemble at the Star grocery on Friday morning at 11 o'clock, where they will be entertained by Messrs. Bush, Walker, Blair and Monson until the editor arrives to make his selection. No biting and scratching allowed. A Fit Subject. The artist stopped suddenly in his walk and st'idied with interest the ab ject, misshapen creature who was beg ging for alms at a street corner. The poor man's legs were bent outward at right angles at the knees, he had a great hump in his back, one arm was only 'half the length of the other, his lower jaw projected nearly an inch be ?nd the upper, his hair was fiery red, and his eyes were at cross purposes. "My friend," said the artist, with a glow of enthusiasm in his pale face, "here Is a sovereign. Come with me to ny studio; I want a model for an art