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The Parson Thziit. ke'd been pre'ching and czhorting For a score of years or so, In a portion of the vneyarl Where the harvesting was sw: Where the temporal eu ucement For his oeaeless dilizence Was a premise of ,our but dred For his 3 early recompense. Unrelenting was the ardor He devoted to th ' ciuse. And though slowly came the d liars Still be labored wihcut pautc: Till one day they came and told him, As he kickedl aginst the pricks, That tbey'r raiad :heir ctlered sipend From four hundred up to aix. Then the good mu sank exhau:ted, As he feebly made reply: "Don't, I pnsy you, men and brethren, Ihus my patience overtry; For to glean the four you've promised Bath so warped nay vital store That 'twould kill me if you taxed me To collect two hundred more." -Boston Courier. TALMAGE'S SERMON. The Sluggard Advised to Study The Ways of the Ant. In this discourse Dr. Talmsge draws his illustrations from a reaim seldom utiliztd for moral and religious pur poses; text, Proverbs, vi, 6 8 'Go to the ant, thcu sluggard, conzider her ways and be wise, which, having no guide, overseer or ruhcr, provideth her meat in the summer and gathereth her food in the harvest." The most of Salomon's writings have perished. They have gone out of exist ence as thoroughly as the 20 books of Pliny and most of the books ofE33chylus and Euripides and Varro ard Qu'nti lan. Solomon's Song and Ecclesiastes and Proverbs, preserved by inspiration, are a small part of his volum'nous pro 3uctions. He was a great scientist. One verse in the Bible suggests that he was a botanist, a zoologist, an ornitholo gist, an ichthyologist and knew all about reptilia. I Kings iv, 33, "He spake of trees, from the cedar tree that is in Lebanon even unto the byssop that springeth out of the wall; he spake also of beasts and of fowl and of orcep ing things and of fi-hes." Besides all these scientific works, he composed 3,000 proverbs and 1.005 s:ngs. Although Solomon lived long before the microscope was constructed, he was also an insectologist and watched and describes the spider build its suspen sion bridge of silk from tree, calliag it the spider's web, and he notic-s its skillful foothold in climbing the smooth wall of the throneroom in Jerusalem, saying, "The spider taketh hold with ler hands and is in king's pilaces." But he is especially interested in the ant sad recommends its habits as worthy of study and imitation, saying, "Go to the ant, thou sluggard, consider her ways and be wise, which, having no guide, overseer or ruler, provideth her meat irr the summer and gathereth her food in the harvest." But it was not until about 300 years ago, when Jan S ammerdam, the son of an apothecary at Amsterdam, Hol land, began the study of the ant under powerful lens that the full force of S.-omon's injunction was understood. The great Datch scientist, in his ex amination of the insect in my text, dis covered as great a display of the wis dom of God in its anatomy as astrono mers discover in the heavens and was so absorbed and wrought upon by' the wondera he discovered in the ant and other insects that bcdy and mind gave way, and he expired at 43 years of age, a martyr of the great science of ins:.e tology. No one but God could havo fashioned the insect spoken. of in the text or given it such genius of instinct, its wis dom fcr harvesting at the right time, its wonders of antentmc by which it: gathers food, and of maneibles, which,] instead of the motion of the human jaw up and down in mastication, move from side to side; its nervous system, its en larging doors in hot weatner for more sweep of breeze, its mode of attack and defense, closing the gate at night< against bandit invaders; its purification of the earth for human residence, itsi social life, its republican government,< with the consent of the governed; its maternal fidelities, the habit of these2 creatures of gathering now and then 1 under the dome of the ant hillock, seemingly in consultation, and then departing to execute their different< missons. But Solomon would not commend all the habits of the ant, for some of them are as bad as some of the habits of the human "see: Some of these small crea tures a' desperadoes and murderers. Now am. aen they marshal themselves into hosts and march in straight line and come upon an encampment of their I own race and destroy its occupants, en cept the young, whom they carry into captivity, and if the army come back without any such captives they. are not < permitted to enter, but are sent forth to make more successful conquest. Solomon gives no commendation to such sanguinary behavior among insect s t any more than he would have comn-t mended sanguinary behavior among~ I men. These little creatures have sometimes wrought fearful damage,e and they have undermined a town ini New Granada, which in time may drop into the abyss they have dug for it. i4 But what are the habits which Solo- I mon would erd ain when he says, "Con. C sider her ways and be wise." First of I all, providernce, forethoiught, anticipa tion of coming neces:ities, I am sor ry to say these qualities are not charac teristic of all the ants. These crea-i tures of God are divided into granivor cus and carnivorous. The latter are not frugal, but the former are frugal. While the air is warm and mnov.ngi about is not hindered by ice or snow-< bank they im~ort their cargoes of food.1 They bring in their carnve.n of provi sions; they haul in their long train of wheat or corn or onts, The farmers, are not more busy in Jaily and August in reaping their harve than are the . ants busy in July and August reapingi their harvest. 'They stack them away; < they pile them up. 'They question when they have enough. They aggre gate a sufficient amot to last tnem < until the next warm season. Wheni winter opens, they are ready. Blowv, ye winter blasts! Bang your ioces from the tree branche2 !Lnbed all the highways uvder snowdrifts! Enough for all the denizens of the hills. Hun ger shut out, and plenty sits within.1 God, who feedeth every living thing, has blessed the ant frill In contrast with that insectile be havior, what do.you think of that large number of prosperous men and women who live up to every dollar that they make, raising their families in luxuri us habits and at death ex:~teting some kind j friend to give their daughterst employ meat as music teachers or twrewriters or government employees? Such parents have no right to child:en. Every neighborhood has specimens of such improvidence. The two words! that most strike mc in the text arc "summer" and "winter." Some peo ple have no summer in their lives. From the rocking cradle to the still grave it is relentless January. Invalid infany folowd by some crippling se edent!or ir 3 ofe; 4aght or:iness of hearing or privation tr disaster or unfortunate Cnvirament m1ke life a pert alwistcr. Bat in msrt lives there i. a period of eummer, al:hough i msy be a short summ.r, and that is the time to prov de for the fu'ure. Ore.o' the best ways of insuring the fsa:ure is to put aside all you can for charitable provision. You put a cram bling stone in the f rndmetion of your fcrtune if you do net in ycu- p'ans re gard the Fuff r'nzs that yo-u =ay al leviate. You will have the pledge of the high heav-ns for your temupcr&I welfare when you help the helple s, for the promise is: "B;essri is h) that considereth the poor. The Lord wi'l delive r him in time of trouble " Then :here is another way of vroviding for the futu-e. If you hav, $1 000 a year incme. cve $100; or $2,000 a year, save $500; or $3 000, save $1 000. Do you say such economy is meanness? I ssy it is a vsster meanness for you to make no prcvision for the futur3 and compel your friends or the world to take care of you or yours in case of be reavement or calamity. Furthermore, go to the ant and con sider that it does not decline work be cause it is insignificant The frigment of seed it hauls into its habitation may be s) small that the unaided eye cannot see it, bat the insectile work goes -:, the earpenter ant at work ah-v ground, the mason ant at work under ground Sime eft hese creatures mix the leaves of the fir and the catkins of the pine for the roof or wall of their tiny abode, and others go out as hunters looking for food, while others in domestic daties stay at home. Twenty specks of the food they are moving toward their granary put upon a balance would hardly make the scales quiver. Al! of it work on a small scale. T'e e is no use in our refu-ing a mission beaanse it is insignificanr. Anything that God in his providence puts before us to do is important. The needle has its office as certainly as the telescops and thc spade as a parliamentarian scroll Y ou know what became of the ma-i in the parable of the talents who buried the one talent instead of putting it to practical ard accumulative use. His apology was of no avail. There is no need of our w.isting time and energy in longing for some other sphere. Thereare plenty of people to do the big and resounding work of the church and the world. No lack of brigadier generals or master builders or engineers for bridging Niagaras or tun neling Rocky mountains. For every big enterprise of the world a doz:n can didates. What we want is private sol diers in the common ranks, masons not ashamed to wield a trowel, candidates for ordinary work to be done in ordi nary ways in ordinary places. Right where we are there is something thiat God would have us to do. Let us do it, though it may seem to be as unim portant as the rolling of a grain of corn into an ant hill. Furthermore, go to the ant and cn sider its indefatigab!enesq. If by the accidental stroke of your foot or the re moval of a timber the cities of the in sectile world are destroyed, instantly they go to rebuilding. They do Dot sit around moping. At it again in a second Their fri.ght immediately gives may to their industry. And if our schemes of uesuiness and our plans of work fail, why sit down in discouragement? As large ant hills-as have ever been con structed will- be constructed again. Put your ftra t in God and do your duty, best days are yet to come. Ycu have never heard such songs as you will yet hear, nor have you ever lived in such grand abode as you will yet occupy, and all the worldly treasures you have lost are nothing compared with the opulence that y ou will set own. If you love and trust the L -rd, Pa~ul looks you in the race and then waves his hand toward a eaven full of palaces and thrones, say ng, "All are yours!'' So that what you al to get in this present life you will ~et in the coming life. Go to work ight away and rebuild as well as you ~an, knowing that what the trowels of arthly industry fail to rear the seep ers of heavenly reward will more than nake up. Pefristence is the lesson of v ry ant hill. Waste not a mo nent in useless regrets or unhealthy epining Men fret themselves down, ut no man ever yet fretted himself up, Wake the obstacles in you way your co djautors, as all those have who have ac tomplished anything worth accomplish nent. John Philpot Curran, master of the 'ols in Ireland, at his first attempt in ourt stammered and sat down in eon usion and for that stammering was Lerisively called "Stuttering Jack Cur an" and b 'cause of his failure in speech as sneered at as "Orator Mum." But e went to work and conquered hknre'f nd then conquered courtroom and great semblages whom he thrilled with his loquence So instead of runningsagainst ~bstacles as against a stone wall he plac d them aslant like steps on which to nount. Pat your trust in God and noth ng can stand be core you. Rittenhouse, he astronomer, at the start was go poor hat he figured out eclirses on a plow tandle. Furthermore, go to the ant and conisd r that if God honors a ins-:et.by mak ng it our instructor in important les one we ought not to abuse the lower or ers of creaticn. It has been found by cientists tlat insects transfixed in the ase of a museum have been alive and in crure for years. How much the insct nd the fowl and the brute may be right y called to suff er for the advancement of iuan knowledge and the betterment of he condition of the human race I do not iow stop to discuss, but he who uselcss y harms any of God's living creation nults the Cr ator. Alas, for the hor ors of vivisection! 1 have no c nfi ence in the morality of a man or a woman who would harm a horse or a log or a cat or a pigeon. Such men vomen, .nder affront, if they dare d rald take the life of a human being. lu cannot make me believe that God ooks down it differently upon the galled eek of the ox or the erue.lly curbed bit >f the horse or of the unsheltered cat le in the snowstorm or the coc kpit or :he bear baitir.g or the pigeon shooting r the laceration of fi:.h that are not ied. Go to the ant, thou miscreant, md see how GAd honors it In the great ollge of the univer-e it has been ap xoioteod our professor. All over the land and all over the wcorld there are over iriven horses that ought to be unbar essed, caged birds that ought :o be pat n their wings in the free air of heaven, Iroes of cattle agonrzed of thirst on :he freight trains w tere they ought to ae watered and crustaesa beirng broiled live that ought to be lifted out of the re. Christ chose 12 apostles for the aumn r~cc in the first century, and you know their names, but in the nine :eenth century he chose his thbirteenth posle, who wrought for the relief of :he brute creation, and his name was Eenry Bergh. In my text the ant is iot impaled, is not dead, but alive, and n the warm fields providing her meat n the summer and gathering her food .the harvest. Furthermore go to the ant and learn he lesson of God appointed order. The eing who taught the ineset how to The i sths inside that little home raid; ate rom the door with as complete ar range-ment as ever the boulevards of a city' raidiated from a triurp.! arch or a fl vowerrd cic'e. And whon they march they keep perfect order. moving in straizht l:aes, turnitig out f.r noth irg If a timber li in the way, t'es climb over i. If there be house or barr in tte way, they march through it. Or der in architeetural structure, ordei in government.. order cf movemint, or der of erpedltion. So let us a11 observ. this Gd appointed rule tni tate satis fa-tion in the fict that thin,,s are notai loyse ends in this world. If there is a d:vine regulation in a c~lony or republic of insects. is there not a divine regula tion in the lIves of immortal men and women? It God car.s for the least of hi; creatures and sh'ws thenm how to pro vide their meat in the summer and gather their food in the baTv1st. will h( not be interes-ed in matter3 of humat livelihood and in the guidance of hu man afairs? I preach the doctrine of i parricular providence. "Are not tw sparrows sold for a farthing, and ye not one of them is forgotten befor Go-.? Are ye not of more value that many sptryws?" L.et there be ord! in ou2r individual lives, order in the fsmily, ord r in the church, order it the state. In all the world there is n< room for anarchy. B.it %%e live in Limes when there ar< so many cla-hirags. T:,ere srems al ms- universal unrest. L arge fortunei sIwallow up tmrll fortuaes. Civiliz, n-itions trying to gobble up barbari< Dations. U ohlaval of creeds and peoplh who once b.lieved everything now be. lieving nothing- The old book thai Mosses began and St. J hnended bom barded frm scientifie obs'rratorie! and college classrooms. Amid all thi disturbance and uncer:ainty that whict many good I e'p'e a ed is not a stimulus, but a sedative, aud in my tex I fina it-divine observa'ion and guidance ol minutest affiire. And nothing is t( God 16r;e or small-planet or ant hill the God who easily made the worldi employing his infnity in the wondroui concruction of a spider's foot. B fore we leave this subj ct let -u. thank God for those who were willing tc endure the fatigues and seif sacrificei necebsry to make rev-lation- of the natural world,. so re-enforcing the Sariptures. If the microscope could speak, what a story it could tell of hardship and proverty and suffering -and perJeverance on the part cf those who employed it for important dis covers! It would tell of the blinded eyes of A. Strauss, of the H abers and of siores of those who, after inspecting the minute objects of God's creation, staggered out tram their cainets witi vision destroyed. This hour is manya professor's study the work of puttin, eyesight on the altar of science is goin on. And what greater loss can one suffer than the loss of eyesight unless t ce less of reason? While the tele scope is reaching farther up and the mii:croscope is reaching farther down, both are exclaiming: 'Tuere is a Gd, and he is infinitelv wise and infinitely good! Worship and worship him for ever!" And now I bethirk myself of the fact that we are cbose to a season of the year which will allow us to be more out of doors and to c nfront the lessons of the natural world, and there are voices that seems to say. Go to the ant; goto the bird, go to the flowers; go to the fieldd; go to the waters.' Listen to the cantatas that drop from the gallery of he tree tops. No ise in the path where you walig the lessons of in dustry and divine guidance. Make natural religion a commentary on revealed religion. Pat the glow of sunrise and sunset into your spiritual experience. Let every star speak of the morning star of the Redeemer, and every atom atic bloom make you think of him who is the R si f Sharon and the Lily of th'e Valley, and every overhanging cliff remind you of the Rock of Ages, and every morn ing euggets the "'dayspring from on high, which giveth light to those who are in darkness," and even the little hillock built by the raodside or in the felds reminds you of the wisdomn of imi tating in temzporal and spiritual things the insectile forethought, "which hav ing no guide, overseer or ruler, pro* videth her meat in the summer and gahroth her food in the harvest.'' John 0. Calhoun's Wooing. Though an ardent lover fretting at time'd slow course until his wedding dsy, JohnC1. Calhoun wrote but one letter to his sweetheart--his pretty cousin, Floride Calhoun. All the other ommunications, when the lovers were se8 aated, were made through her moth. er. But shortly before their marriage, "the Great Nullifier," wrote expressing his anxiety for the arrival of the happy day, and the letter recently come to light is published in the Ladies' Home Journal. After giving hearty expression to the soy he has found in her company the letter runs: "It gives me much saisf action that time and absence make no impression on my lcve for you; it glows with no less ardor than at the moment of parting, which must be a appy omen of its permnanent nature. When mere personal charms attract, thle impreesion may be violent but cin nct be lasting, and it requires the per ptual presence of the onject to keep it aive; but when the beauty of mind, he soft and sweet disposition, the amiable and lovable character embell ishe d with innocence and cheerfulness are united to the attractions of personai beauty, it bids deiance to time, Such, my dear Floride, are the arms by wnich ycu have corquorc3, and it is by hese the durability of your sovereignty is established over your subject whom vor. hold in willing servitde. May od preserve you. Adien, my love; my itearts delight. I an your true New Proverbs. "All the world is a camera. 'ILook pleasant, please.'" "Poverty and squalor may be as far part as riches I.nd goodness." "It is as divine a thing to be a good riend as it is to have a goodifriend." "0Oir truly sympathetic friends woud not have us to be in trouble just o give them an opportunity to tell us ow very sorry they are." "A cheerful face is a perpetual sun ise." "if you are cheerful everything yields profi;; if you are gloomy all is loss.' In taiking speak your thought and then Keep still until you've thought again." "While we're 'in clover,' so they say; E a real good time for maing hsy." "The way is never very long f measured with a smile and song." "In this old world in which we live hey 2et the most who most do give." "Words are designed for those who preach, But deeds are for the ones who teach." HONORED AT LAST. Memorial to Henry Timrod U I. vallad in Cnarleston CAPT COURTENAY'S WORK. An Or ginal Poem on Tim-od Read by Mr Henry A Austin, of Niw Yolk, I s Author. A dispatch from Charleston to The State says the Timrod memorial was un veiled with appropriate exercises Wed nef day afternoon under the auspices of the Timrod Memorial Assosiation of South Carolina. Ex-Mavor Courtenay, president of the Timrod Memorial Aisociation, pre sided, and said: Ladics and Gentlemen: We are here assemb!ed to dedicate with public c-re monies, a monument in memory of Henry Timrod. The exercises will now be opened with prayer by the Rev. Bichop Capers, D. D The soldier priest then made an elo quent prayer. (Continuing Capt. Clourtenay said: Mr. Mayor: In behalf of our asso ciation, I thank you for your presence here, and your participation in our proceedings; we desire, also, through you. to thank the honorable city coun el for this ideal site, so freely granted to receive the memorial! "Amour their graven shapes to whom Thy civii wreths belong. Oh! City of his love, make room For one, whose gift was song. * * * Fair City by the Sea! upraise His veil with reierent hand; And mingle with thine own the praise A r d pride of other lands. * * * Our lips of pra' , must soon be dumb, Our grateful eyes be dim; Oh! brothers of ihe days to come, Take tender charge of him " The unveiling ro v awaits your friendly offices. Mayor Smyth unveiled the mmument and accepted it in behalf of tne city of Charleston. Er Mayor Courtsnay, resuming his remarks, said: The chief duty of this commemorative hour is now discharg ed-the unveiling of the memorial of Henry Timrod in its completeness crowned by the sculptor's art-faced with appropriate inscriptions; in its graceful significance as a gift from thousanis (f appreciative ,admirers, rtands secure on its firm base, cut from the granite hills of his native State! The end not only crowns the work, but does something mo:re, "It is the publio rec gnition of literature as a felt in fluence, to be commemorated side by side with statesmanship, scientific in vention and every other form of high public service." The occasion is thus lifted up above the environment of personal memories, which inspired it. and marks a new period in our culture; it declares i~n a forceful way that "the poetic literature of a land is the finer and purer ether above the material ad vance and the events; of its history." We s, mnbol z y, too, our intellectual growth when we dedicate this beautiful art work to the memory of Henry T:m rod! "It is ths poet aind the artist who make baautiful thel temple." Au original poem was then pro nounced by Mr. Henry MAstin, of New York, as follows: Forever fair, forever young, Leaving her lovred 01, mpia hill, The Goddess of the rhythmic tongae Visits her chosen nii. Not with a loni, tempet tuous rush, Or sudden flash of goiden wings Descends the higliese Muse; a hush Of balmy calm she brings. Mysterious as a spectral ship Emerging from a spectral mist, She c mes with fresh, with floral, lip, By winds a'.iroral kitsed, To him she came-that dreamy boy, Knight errant through the vernal camps, Where ja~smines, in their virgin joy, Relume perfumed "lumps." On him she smiled in many a glen By many a wild and weird lagoon, Where erst the songs of Marion'sa men Rang to the midnight moon. She gave him ofther grace antique Of deeds divine, divinely sung; She thrilled him with the surge of Greek And R~ome's m ajestic tongue. leeply he felt that ancient grace, That power, which bade the song outroll. The song of Helen's fatal face And Hector's patricot soul. So deeply-that in after days To his own Troy, beleaguerred long, Serene amid the battle's blaze He sang a clarion song. His Troy went down, but oe'r the hush Of the spent storm >f blood and tears, Sweeter than lilt of lark or thrush Up the resounding years. His lyric music echoing flows, Each vital note as crystai-clear IAs dew of morn upon the rose, Or Pity's perfect tear. O Poesy. so quick to thrill And soften e'en a foeman's breast, No comp ass bounds thy scope and skill No South, North, khast yr West. The whole world trembles to thy charms; 1- chastened by thy mystic spell, Art rose a victor over arms When Hermes strung the shell. Measured by outward shows, alone, How sad our Poet's life would seem O'ersmadowed by a cause o'erthrown The chaos of a dream ow narhe i fr g -ief a nd set apart! Nay. whensoe'r the Muse is kind, She makes a hey-day of the heart A \May-day of the mind. Music is eye its own reward, Its own rich recompense is Rhyme; Bright, when the splena or of the swoi d Rusts in the shea h of Time. Thus, now that Carolina coi's No longer on her soldier song; Atrd Peace, with sweet oblivion, falls Upon the "feital guns." The lyrist of her vallant past, The limner of her radiant land, Receives his monument, at last, From Caroina's hand. The address in honor of the poet was next deltvered by Professor Thos. della Torre, of the College of Charles ton. Ex- Mayor Ficken paid eloquent trib ute to the memory of the elder Tim rods, the grandfather and father of the poet. Bish~op Capers pronounced the bene diction. The memorial is a handsome but un pretentious monument. The simnplicity of the memorial accords with the quiet, retiring and modest life of Tirod. The base and pedestal are of Winnsboro granite. The base is five feet squarre, and the pedestal and the base measure pedestal is twenty inches rq'are, on which rests the heroic size bronze bust of Timrod. The buqt is three feet high and weighs about 150 pounds. It is a strik ing likeness of the pnt. The bu t wag designed by Eculptor EIw ird V Valen tine of Richmond, Va., fcm a paint'*g owned by Capt. Courtenay. The buit was cst by the Henry B -nnard Bronza company of New York. The stone work was done at the Charleston yerls of Mr. Thomas H. ReynolIs, who also st the bust The memorial is a worthy ard fi'ting mark to the memory of the South Caro lina poet, and too much credit cannot be given to the memorial association for its dcvoted labors in the rrection of the monument The Timrod Memorial association was organizei in Novem ber, 1898, the object being the restoi a tion to general ciroulation througbout the U2ited States of the charming poems of the South Carolina poet and the erection of a worthy putlic memo rial from the rea'ization of the sale of this authorized edition. It was dc termined t > issue 4,000 copies and to re tail these books at $1 50 a copy. Al most the entire issue was subscribed fir and a sum of money was realiz d sufficient to pay for the monumeit which was unveiled this afternoon and the necessary expenses attending the unvAiling exercizes. A balance ha!i been lef which the association will pu:: to use in caring for the burial lot of the Timrod family in Trinity church yard at Columbia. In this lot lie the re mains of the poet, his mother and sis ter. The lot -has not been properly cared for and the needed attention 'I!! now b3 provided by the Memorial as sociation, and probably a tablet of some kind may be erceted on the lot. The inscriptions on the four bronze panels are appropriate and adequate. Oa the south panel, which may be said to be the front, sirce the bust faces Broad street: Henry Timrod, Boi n in Charleston, 8 C., December 8. 1323, Died in Columbia, E. C., October 6, 1867. The west panel reads as followE: Through clouds and through sunshine. in peace and in war, amid the stress of pove'ty and the storms of civil strife, his soul never faltered and his purpose never failed. To his poetic mission he w s faithful to the end. In life and in death he was "not dieobedient unto the heavenly vision." The east panel states: This memorial has been erected with the pr6ceeds of the recent sale of very large editions of the author's poems by the Timrod Memorial Association of South Carolina. "Genius like Egrypt's monarch timely wise, Erects its own memorial'ere it dies." The lines on the north panel are taken from Timrod's beautiful poem, read in 1867 at the first decoration of the Con federate dead in Magnolia cemet-ry, and are as fo1ows: Pleep sweetly in your humble graves, . Sleep, marty-rs of a fallen cause; Tbough yet no -ne.rble co umna craves, The pi'grim here to Iause. In the seeds of laurel in the arth, The blossom of your fame is blown, And som'ewhere, waiting for its birth, The shaft is in the stone. * * * * * Stoop. angels, hither from the skies! there is no holier spot of ground Than where defeated valor lies By mourning beauty crowned! ARMY SCANDALS. The trial of Capt. James C. Reed, former depot commissary at Manila, who was arrested about a fortnight ago for alleged participation in the com missary frauds, was begun here Thurs day and bids fair to develop into a celebrated case. Capt. Reed is charged with soliciting and receiving bribes, and with other official misconduft. Mr. Sihindler, manager of the Al hambra Cigar Faotory,.testified that in November Capt. Reed had told him that Major George B Davis, who was the deputy commissary before Capt. Reed, but who was sent to the United tates on sick leave and whose name appears upon the books of Evans & Co., Government contractors at Manisls, as the retipient of $1,000, was $2,000 short in his accounts. Continuing Mr. Shindler testified that thesc, having profitable contracts with the Govern ment, were asked to assist in making good Major Davis's shortage. Schind ler gave Capt. Reed $1,050, whioh was 2i per cent commission on the cirgars sold to the commissary department dur ing the time that Major Davis was depot commissary at Manilla An officer named Franklin, who was assistant commissary, testified to the effect that on Marjh 18, and following the direction of a superior officer, he obtained $1,000 from Major Davis and paid'this money over to Schindler. Inspector General Darlington testi fied that during the preliminary inves tigation of the ca mmissary scandals Capt. Reed admitted to him recovering money from Schindler and others and gave as an excuse that the money so recovered was intende.l t) cover Major Davis's beef shortage. Lieut. Richard H. Townley, of the navy, at present superintendent of- the Manilla Nautical School, testified that as the result of a conferency with Capt. Reed he went to see Castle Brothers, contrators, who supplied the ecm-nis sary department with vegetables, etc, and asked them td'give the Captain $2,000 and 10 per c !nt. commission on ali the sales. Castle Brothers demurred to this propotition. Lieut. Townley again went to Castle Brothers and this time only asked them for $2,000. Cas tle Brothers were reluctant to hand over this sum, and Lieut. Townley ex plained that Capt. ?Leed was in a posi tion to advance the interests of the firm and that it would be a 4vantageous to Castle Brothers to oblige him. Lieut. Towniey testified that he lurther ex plained to Catle Brothers that Capt. Reed might allow them the use of Government lighters and possibly be less rigid in the inspection of goods purchased. Lieut. Townley said that he thought Capt. Reed was doing a noble thing in attempting to protect the character of a brother officer. He also said that such transactions were not customary in the navy. When cross-examined Lieut. Town ley said, rather sheepishly, that he was not so sure he was doing right in tak ing the witness chair. Col. Charles A. Woodruff, chief of the subsistence department in Manilla, explained the circumstances of Capt. Reed's appointment and described the duties of the depot commissary, not knowing whether the accounts of M~ajor Davis were correct or not. He ex plained that on December 30 Castle Brothers aroused his suspicions by in. timating that money was being collected by an officer of the commissary depart ment. Later Col Woodruff sent for Capt. Reed, who admitted receiving re bates for the purpose of covesring the delinquenies of Major Davis. The testimony of Col. Woodruff is nfinished and othier witnesses are $ Tragedy of Yet Wing i By Julia Truitt Bishop. * (Copyright, 1904 by Authorisyndlcat.) IT WAS a gray day. with rain about to fall. Miss Harvey fluttered in at the door of the Chinese Mission. clad in gray and pink, and with a be witching childishness in her eyes, which she hoped ight not lead to the undoing of Fung Yet Wing, who was waiting for her at his own espe cial deal table. Yet Wing had a smile of his own, and greeted her with it. What Yet Wings smile meant Miss Harvey did not know, for she had been teaching him only two years; and to learn anything about the pupils of the Chinese Mission one must take time. Yet Wing's books were in a neat little pile before him; his white cuffs vere linked with gold buttons, his immaculate collar was brought to gether with a satin tie, which was adorned with the pretty wishbone pin she had given him for a Christ mas present. Miss Harvey always looked him over complacently, until she came to the braid of long black hair which was coiled in a neat little coil at the top of his head, with a shaved area all around it. Miss Har vey always felt that her hold on Yet Wing lacked -omething of complete zie-,s -.l~e thai ;uil of hair-topped him off so conspicuously. "Oh, you are always early, Yet Wing!" she cried, looking at him just a little. These Chinese wer4 so pe culiar, andshe was in a flutter when she thought of the danger. It would never do to encourage anything like that-but now, were they to be blamed so dreadfully, if once in awhile-they-well, if they really learned to love some pretty girl whc chanced to be their teacher? Neither was the girl to blame for being pretty. Not that Miss Harvey would have this happen to her-oh, not for a thousand worlds. She would die of mortification, she said to herself as she puffed out the pink silk vest a little more and glanced at Yet Wing. "Yeh-me come ea'l-1y," he said with the same smile. "Me lakkee lea'n." In another minute Yet Wing was laboriously getting through the Bible lesson for the day, each word going off with a sharp explosion, not unlike a train of fireworks: "An'-Jesiss-entled - an'-pass' flou'-Jelicho. "An'-bee-hol'-dewass-a - man name'-Zacchou-us - whiss - wass de chief-amoung--de - pullicanss an'-he-wass-lich." The fireworks exploded all along, down to the end of th-e lesson. "Now do you know what that means?" asked Miss Harvey. "No-me not unnestan' Engliss," said Yet Wing with calm readiness. Miss Harvey did not understand what it meant, either, so she put hez head to one side and cried archly: "Oh, Yet Wing, what shall I do with you if you don't try to under stand? Well, here is your reader come now, read this." Yet Wing bent his celestial coun tenance over the -book and set- au other train of explosions going: "Once-dewass - a - man-who had-a-" "Now spell that next word," com manded Miss Harvey. in the cooing, kipxdergarten voice -she had found so effective with him. "P-l-e-t-t-y," spelled th'e pupil. "Plitty." "And do y-mu know what that means?" chirped the teacher. "Yeh-like you," said Yet Wing, his smile widening into a grin. "Like me! The idea!" cried Miss Harvey. It had come at last-just as she feared. This was the Chinese method of informing a girl that sh& was beloved. She had unwittingly ruined Yet Wing's peace of mind. How anxious she had been to avoid this, all the Sundays she had come here against her brother's wishes, to sit beside the little deal table and teach Yet Wing to read Bible lessons he did no'. understand But while Yet Wing's poor little foolish dream was destined to be crushed, why should she wound him unnecessarily? Why should she not be as kind to him as she could be un der the circumstances? She looked at him gently, yet with melancholy. Perhaps she would ask him next Sunday for her sake to cut off that braid of hair. It would make her glad, and yet sorrowful, too, to know that he would do it without a moment's hesitation. There was something so pathetic about this hopeless love-a Chinaman-f or a lady of her station-and she must be so careful not to encourage him. Her brother would be so angry-and he had such a high temper, and was so disgustingly brutal when he be gan to talk about-about the things she did. But she would always say that it was not her fault, and it was not Yet Wing's. -It was simply one of those things that could not be helped. "It lainin'," said Yet Wing, whose oriental eyes were turned toward the window. "It rains every Sunday," said Miss Harvey, gently. "I shall have to wait until my maid brings my um br-ella and cloak." "What he' name?" asked Yet Wing, with the guileless directness of his race. She smiled sadly. He was in terested in everything that pertained to her. "Her name is Annie,"said Miss Har vey, softly. "Here is the hymn, now, Yet Wing--'At The Cross.' Now sing your best-for my sake." In response is which timid plea Yet Wing was presently throwing great unction into: ''Ala-a-at an' did, my tiavileed, Angd my slovel die? Woulu he lelote lat secled heal Fo' sluch a wollas I? Atte closs, atte closs, wha'ee fluss saw lelite--" Yet Wing frowned mightily while he sang, for this English was truly a devilish language, and was not to be sung without great enlargement of the mouth. It was all gone through with, even to the jerky concert of "Ou' Fader who aht-in-hreben--" and Miss Hiar ey and her- maid were hurrying homnew~ard through the rain. Miss harvey justly felt that she must con fidie in some one or die. "It has come about just as I feared, Annie," she said. trag-ically. "My pupil has--ha:: lost his mind, I suppose-and is half erazy about about Me! Did you ever- hear of any thing so absolutely preposterous? Think of it! A--a Chinese laundry an! Wouldn't my brother be furi ous?" "Well, faith, an' it 'ud be a great savin' of laundry bills," said Annie, who was from up Belfast way, and liodern Medious. ?irst Burglar-How ye gittin' o6t Second Burglar-Bully! Doin' ir' rate. Robbin' doc- rs now. I jus'ring th' bell late at night, an' tell 'em Mrs. Astorbilt is fallin' in a faint, an' they mus' run fer her life. "Bah! You're way behind the tim'es. Quick as a p'liceman sees a man run .tin' at night he arrests 'im as a sus picious character. Ivwait till they grab th' doctor, an' then I go in an' rob th' house."-N. Y. Weekly. Interchange of Confidencle. "And now, my boy, don't have any secrets from your father. What are your college debts? Don't be afraid to tell me the sum total, to the last cent." "I won't. father. The whole amount is $5,327.50." "I thank you for your confidence, my boy, and I will be equally frank. You may pay those debts the best way you can."-Chicago Tribune. A Cameo. The carpet Is bobbing And flapping on high, The strawberry's throbbing In dumpling and pie. -N. Y. Herald. HEIGHT OF CARELESSNESS. "Heavens! Where did your parrot learn to swear so horribly, Mrsu Jones?" I "Oh, I forgot *to take him from the room while Mr. Jones was looking-for. his collar button."--Chicago Ameri can. Grappling-Irons of Success. Life is uphill all the way If you climb, and wish to stay Where you are, you'll have to use, Like all linemen, well-spiked shoes. -Det'oit Free Press, End Not Yet. in Sight. .Yeast-I just saw your wife in the other room. Crimsonbeak-Talking? "Yes; I heard her say, as I passed, that she had arrived at a conclusion. "Well, she hasn't done anything of the sor . She's talking yet."-Yon ker's Statesman. A Brute. "Well," she asked her old bachelor brother, as she took the baby away from him, "what do you think of the dear little darling, anyway?" "Oh, I dunno," he said, "I gues. mebby it'll do to raise." - Chicago Times-Herald. -- Silent criticism. "She is very nice and all that; but she is altogether too critical." "I assure you she never speaks o you but in the kindliest way." "P'raps so; but every time'I see her she gives me the impression that my frock doesn't fit!"-B'ooklyvn Life. " April 26th was a sacred day to the entire Southland. ,I . was set apart for a memorial o the brave men who gave upal in defence of their homes and u" principles. We fully agree with the Augusta Chronicle -wheni it says "there has been too much of apology by southern men, politicians and business men seeking northern favor, for the'i position of the south in the war6 for southern independence. WeQ hear too much about southern0 men having fought for prin pies 'they believed to be right The inference is that while we now know they were wrong, nevertheless our fathers were < honest because they 'believed' the south was right. This is rot. The people, of the south believe today the south was. right, just as much as they, believedin the sixties, and fair-minded men at the north are conceding it. While southern men may frank ly accept the arbitrament of arms, and believe that it is bet-. ter to have one great united re- - public than to have two rival governments in this country; and while the right of secession' may have been irrevocably set tled, this does not determine that in 1801 the southern states. went to war for wrong princi ples, or that in deciding to with draw from the Union thy were rebels. The loyalty oi southern men to the reunited country needs no argument. It is not in dispute. But in order to be loyal now, it is not necessary to be disloyal to the memory of the brave men who fought and died." Negroes Terrorized. Three negroec were round dead Tt urs lay miornina near the crbin in : hfeh .De-. puty Sheriff Eidwards was kiill d Suday night, ten miks south of Selma, Ala., Ed Daiwson, a nephewof Henry Dawson, -in whose hcuse Edwards ws killea, was found dead in thie pu',lic road, ve hicles having to dr ive out of the road to pass. The other two were shot in the cabin. They are suppesed to have been implicated in the murder oi Edwards. The negroes are terrorized and are fl'ee ing to Selma. After all, it turtns out that the man under arrest at OxfordI. Misgi., was not the much desired M. R. Regee. Mr. Newbold, when he left, stated tnat he did not believe that the Mississippi authorities had gotten Reese. The authorities there were so positive, how ever, that the governer thought it alslut ly necessary to at least send ome one to see whather it was the man wart-d. A Bloody Battle. A dispatch from PekiD, dated May 1. - says that a bloody battle has ezourind between the Rusi:ans and Chinesenesr Mukdn. The Ru~sians lost 60 in kill ed and wounded. Four Russian officers were killed, atd among the wounded was Gen. Zsrpifzki. iss .iarvey' just Indignation kept her scornfully silent Until they had reached home and gone into the side door. While Annie shook out the wet umbrella and stood it in the rack, Mfiss Harvey glanced out of the win dow and suddenly screamed and sat down, clasping her hands. "Look, Annie!" she cried; "look out of the window! Can that be is that-Yet Wing?" "It looks like the bilious heathen," said Aite, indignantly, after a hasty inspection of the figure that stood pensively under an awning on the opposite side of the street. "A pret ty subject he is, to stand himself up in front of people's houses! Shall I go out an' shoo 'im away, Miss?" "Oh, that would be too cruel!" moaned Miss Harvey, walking up and down and wringing her hands des perately. "Oh, what shall I do? Was there ever anything so unfortunate? He may begin to follow me about town-and perhaps sing under the windows-he nas a very good voice but think how it would look. Oh, how unfortunate I am, to have perhaps if I had wpkn plainer clothes to the Mission-but now the harm is done, and I will never for give myself, never!" . "Well," suggested Annie, with an eye at the crack of the curtain, "your brother'll be home pretty soon, an' it's my belief that he'll throw the brassy heathen over the courthouse. An' anyway, the neighbors are rais in' the windows, now." Miss Harvey screamed. "Oh, Annie," she cried, "go and call him over and tell him that he must not stand there, looking at the house that way. Tell him that it troubles me-Me-and then I know he'll go." Annie's trim figure <isappeared; and Yet Wing's teacher heard a sound of voices, which presently grew louder. She listened. Annie was saying with spirit: "You just wait till I get Mike Fin ney a-holt o' you, you slantin'-eyed-" And at this point Annie came back, her face crimson. "Them that wants the Chinaman can have him," she cried, indignant ly. "He's settin' there oi the steps like he meant to wait for the crack o', doom, an' if your brother comes he'll think doom's cracked." This horrible possibility decided Miss Harvey. She puffed out the pink vest, dabbed both eyes- with a little lace handkerchief, and went droopingly to the door. Yet Wing still sat enthroned on the steps, placidly looking at the rain. "Yet Wing," she murmured, weak ly. Yet Wing arose and smiled. "Sle comee back?" was his enig matic question. "Yet Wing, you must go away," whispered Miss Harvey. "You must not come to my house any more. I am very sorry for you-I hope we will be friends-I shall still teach you, Yet Wing-" "You go alay!" retorted Yet Wing, whom the gods had made mad. "Me come mally pletty gu'l-An-nee--she tleach me. Me no likee you fo' tleachee-you too old. Me lait fo' Annee." When Miss Harvey went back into the house where Annie was holding the fort behind the sofa armed with a broom, she walked very straight and her look was severe. "Has he gone?" questioned Annie, tremblingly. "He has gone," rep),ied Miss Har vey, dily. "Annie, you need never come to the Mission after me again -never again. I find that you have a most unfortunate influence over those men. That poor, ignorant Yet Wing-there is no telling what harm has been done to him. He seems quite demented. Tell my brother he needn't wait dinner for me-I have a headache." And Miss Harvey went to her own roorm, and locked the door, and sat down in the corner furthest from the mirror. Wounded Vanity. A woman cries ten times out of wounded .vanity where she cries once out of really wounded feelings. And each one of the ten times does her good. Let your wounded vanity sfiart all that it will, for vanity is a kind of "proud flesh" of the human soul that has to be treated with sharp caustic every little while to keep it from be coming an excrescence that will dis figure the whole character.-Ladies' Home Journal. Feminine Sincerity. Ted-He stutters so badly it took him over half an hour to propose to her. Ned-What did she say to him? Ted-Oh, this is so sudden.-Judge. Antiquity of the Saying. "Black yer boots?" grinned the young anthropoid ape. "Go on!" growled the cave man. "Don't try any of your monkey shines on me!" The phrase then began to thunder down the ages.-Chicago Tribune. Niew Light on an Old Text. "Pa," said little Oscar, "what is meant by flying in the face of Provi dence?" "Asking a widow to marry you when you don't mean it, .my son," replied the ire.-Town Topics. By the Old Arch. Ethel-There is nothing easy about popping corn. It is very hard. Dick (who has been trying to say something)-Not half as hard as pop ping the question. - Chicago Daily News. Au Far as She Could Go. He-What do you thir~k of this talk about a family being able to live on $2.50 a week? She-No, Arthur, I don't believe it an be done. But I will gladly be a sis ter to you.-Chicago Times-Herald. A Blow for Nude Art. "How do you like my statue of Meditation?'" "I don't like it; the girl is stand ng there looking silly when she omght to be getting on her clothes." hicago Record. Right Up to Date. Elmhurst-What time is it by your watch? Corona-I can't really rely upon my watch. It has been keeping rag-time lately.-Brooklyn Eagle. Quite Sociable. "Did you ever notice how polite the eho is?" "No. How?" "It always returns your call." Philadelphia Press. A Superfiuouse Convenience. "Why has a man 20 pockets and a oman none at all?" "Because if she had 40 pockets she would still carry her purse in her land."-Chicago Record. Frankly Explained. "Why did you hit the complainant ~vith a fence picket?" the judge asked. "Because, sorr, Oi didn't have time to pull up a post," answered the ac.