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TRJ-W EEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO S. C.o SEPTEMBER 23 I8S STBIHE M MILLINERY, MILLINERY, MILLINERY Always full in Hats and Bonnets, Flow ers, Feathers, Laces, Nets, Veiling and la test novelties of the season. A competent and experienced mil liner in this depart ment fully posted in Styles, Trimmings, Etc. Special attention given - to Mourning and made up Hats and Bonnets. Renewing Crepe eils, Etc. i. O. BOAG. Goods, cy Goods, otions, White Goods, Carpetings, Oil oths, Iatting, J. 0. BOAGS3. Pianos, Parlor and Ch apej Organs. Fifty new and im proved light-running Faimly wing Machines, vertical and under-feed of th- best makes, different styles and prices. Also, a lot of good second hand Sewing Machines for sale cheap, by J. 0. BOAG. Different Sizea. CLOCKS, CLOCKS, CLOCKS. Family Groceries -> Confectioneries. J. 0. BOAG. Always on Hand Single, Open and Top Buggies and ,'Double-Seated Vehicles. One. Horse Wagons. Singe and double harness. Pianos, Organs, Sewing Ma ehines, Cooking Stoves, Clocks, Buggies and Wagons, are all shipped direct from their va rious factories, therefore no agents expenses or commis sions to be paid for by pur ehaser: The best goods for the lowest prices for cash or good paper, at J, 0. BOAG'S OLD STAND, Chi, Tales Bed-staa. Cradle rietare Faes, Chrmos Baby Car. Ain furniture bought fro faouWiS .o. BOA~r The Brooklyn Divine's Sunadr aernba Subject: "A Bottle of Tears." t 1 TErr "Put thou my tears inato thy bot. tZe."-Psalms lvi., 8. Hardly a mail has como to me for twenty E years that has not contained letters sayin: t that my sermons have comforted the writers of those letters. I have not this summer nor c for twenty years spoken on the platform o' 4 any outdoor meeting but coming down ' have been told by hundreds of -people the same thing. So I think I will keep on trying i to be a "son of consolation. ' The prayer of my text was pressed out of David's soul by innumerable calamittes. but it is just as appropriate for the distressed of I all ages. Within the past century travelers and antiquarians have explored the ruins of I many of the ancient e:tij's. and from the very heart of those buried splendors of other days. r have been brought up evidences of customs i that long ago vanished from the world. From among tombs of those ages have been C brought up lachrymatories, or lachrymais, which are vials made of earthenware. It was the custom for the ancients to catch the tears that they wen't over their dead in a bot tie, and to place that bottle in the gravs of !he departed, and we have many specimns d of the ancient lachrymatories, or tear bottles, in our musuems. When on the way from the Holy Land our ship touched at Cyprus, we went back into the hills of that island and bought tear bot tles which the natives had dug out of the ruins of the od city. There is nothing more a suggestive to Me than the tear bottles which I brought home and put among my curiosi- r ties. That was the kind of bottle that mvtext C alludes to when David cries. "Put thou my tears into t hy bottle." The text intimates that God has an inti mate acquaintance and perpetual remem brance of all our griefs, and a vial, or lachry matory, or bottle. in which He catches and saves our tears, and I bring to you the con dolence of this Christian sentiment. Why talk about griet? Alas, the world has its pangs, ani now, while I speak, there are ' thick darknesses of soul that need to lie lifted. There are many who are about to break under the assault of temptation, and perchance. it no words appropriate to their case be uttered, they perish. I come on no fool's errand. Put upon your wounds no S salve compounded by human qaackery ; but, pressing straight to the mark, I hail you as a vessel midsea cries to a passing cra.t, "Ship ahoy !" and invite you on board a vessel which has faith for a rudder. and prayer for sails, and Christ for captain, and heaven for an eternal harbor. Catherine Rheinfeldt, a Prussian, keeps a boat with which she rescues the drowninz. When a storm comes on the coast, and oth-r people go to their beds to rest, she puts cat in her boat for the relief of the distressed, and hundreds of the drowning has she brought safely to the beach. In this lifeboat of the Gospel I put out to-day, hqping, by God's help, to bring asnore at least one soul that may now be sinking in the billows of temptation and trouble. The tears that were once caught in the lachrymatories brought up from Herculaneum and Pompeii are all gone, and the bottle is as dry as the scoria of the volcano that submerged them, but not so -r with the bottle in which God gathers all our r tears. F;rst, I remark that God keeps perpetually the tears of repentance. Many a man has awakened in the morning so wretched fro-a a night's debauch that he has sobbed and wept. Pains in the head, aching in the Ayes, sick at heart and unfit to step into the light. I- grieves, not about his misdoing, but on' about its consequences. God maires no ree- t ord of such weeping. Of allthe milliontoars that have gushed as the result of such m - t demeanor, not one ever got into God's bot tie. They dried on the fevered cheek or were dashed down by the boatel hand or fell into the red wine cup as it came again to the lips, foaming with still worso intoxica tion. But when a man is sorry for his past and tries to do better-whenhe mourns his wasted advantages anoi bemoans his rejection of God's merey. and cries amid the lacerations of an aroused conscience for help out of his terrible predicament. then God listens ;then heaven bows down ; then scepters of pardon are extended irom the throne ; then his cry ing rends the tieart of heavenly compass Ion; then his tears are caught in God's bottle. - Oh. when I see the heavenly S'aepherd bringing a lamh iron the wilderness ; when I hear the quick tread of the prodigal has tening home to fini h a father ; when I see a sailor boy comning on the wharf andhurrying away to neg his mother's pardon for long a negiect and unkzin Iness: when I see the houseless coming; to Go-d for shelter, and the wretched, and tevise. an ithe sin burned, and the passion blasted appealing tar mercy to a compassionate God, I exclaim in ecstasy and triumph : -"dore tears for God's bottle l" A gain, G o: keeps a ten ler rmembrance of all your sicknes-t&-s. How many of you are thorou;;hiy sound in body? Not one out of ten ! I do not e xaggerate. The vast majority of the race are constant subjects of ailments. There is some one form of disease that you are particularly subject to. You have a weak side or back or are snb.ject to headaches or faintnesses or luags easily distressed. It would not take a very strong blow to ehiver the golden bowl of I fe or break the pitcher at the fountain. Many of you have kept oa in life througth sheer force of will. You think no one can understand your ui'tressc's. l'erhaps you look strong. and it is suppose1 that you are a hypochondriac. -They sa;y you are nervous -s if that were notin;! God have mrey upon any man or womnan - that is nervcai~ t At times v-;u st atone in your room. t Frien:is d'o n1 t come. You feel an inde scribable iljiWns in your sufferings, but God i:nows: (o 1 fee~s; GodI compt.ssion ates. He couni the sleep less nights. H: regardis the acuteness of the pain. Hc etimates the hardIness of the breathing. While you pour out the medicine fromn the bottle an-:1 count out the drops, God counts all your falling tears. As you look at tao vials filled with nauseous drafts and at the bottles of distasteful tonic that stand on the shelf. rememb'er that there is a larger bottle than these, which is illied with no mixture b y earthly apothe~caries, but it is Goris bottle', in1 which he hath gathered all our tears. Again, God remembers all the sorro ws ol' poverty. Thereismu'h wint that never comes to inspection. The deacons of the church never see it. The comptrollers oi the aims houses nev-?r report it. It comes not to I church, for it has no appropriate appar& rather to sutier than expcse its bittern-s. Fathers who fail to gain a livelihoo J. -- Ontt they and their children submit to, cn .: , privation ; sewing women, w bo can m .' I the needle quick enough to earn themn sha ter and bread. c But whether reported or uncomplaining,t whether in seemingly comfortable parlor, or In damp cellar, or in hot garret, God's angels of mercy are on the watch. This moment those griefs are being collected. Down onr the back streets, in all the alleys, amid shan ties and log cabins, the work goes on. Tears of want-seething in summer's heat or freez ing in winter's coM' -they fil not anheerled.r They are jewels for heaven's easket. They' I are pledges of divint sympathy. They na tears for God's bottle. Again. tbe Lord prnserv~'a thi r'me i brance of all paternal anxieties. You s"e a man from the most in famous surroundiinsi step out into the kingdo-n of God. He has heard no sermon. He has received no 3 startling providential warnin~. What brought him to this new mind? This is t'sj secret-God loke-l over the bottle in which ' He gathers the tears of H" people. al He t saw a parental tear in that bottle which has I been for 40 years unanswered. $Ie said, "Go I too, now, and let Me answer that tear !'' and I or tne palace uome strike up this silvery chime: "God hath wiped away all tear from all faces. Whereore comfort de other with these words." OLI) LETTERS. A rainy dav in the Faill: outside. taE tir is damp and heavy: the rain patters igainst the winidoiw pales and "ver the lead leases which lie so 'thijiklv along the garden walks. Insidr.the iir1elburNIs :heerily in the open grate. :all, throwis , red glow over the sunewhiat glooiivmy room ). Pus s purs coiteitedly fron her ,lace on the hearth-rg, as she (urh hierself up in froit of the fire. prepara. LOry to taking her morning nap. SWhait hall I do?" is niy thoulIt, s I recline liazily in the easy chair, eelin too) indoIlent to read or sew. ainy wetlh..r ahvays has that efirct 'n ne. Sudtr.-nly IY tioiig hts revert t4 I box of (1141 h-tterZ. whiiihi I have beel keeping for just such a day as this. to riad over once more bef e consianim. hem to tile llalit-s. I hg the h* *vhich (onal 1in thel . antd. stirring tit ire into a ligJiter blaze. I Stat mylSi :omfortahv bfru-le it. :md ta:.k a rim the bndle. As I begin to riad it.the iir :i t no eolis halmx %ithl the rli-er a 11(g lii tile pilie wiud which5 'xwli'il I he coast of .\line. A friend rui ng ther tne ui liner h:l wrinen lth tter, whik. all ar LIud h#er 1he..n Lii..4:in~n iie i22 t .1i.1.die har. ih wave low inuimr:r, * t et the he breeze. forget t rainy . :v, and rease t( lear thiit wailing Novembiiier wind, as I ea1d. I see ill imiagination the white aiiped waves of the birail Atlantic as hey dash against tre rocky shores 1f arnouth. Now I am1 gathering sta shells or hunting for hermit crabs aftil :he tide has gone out. or treading thle shady paths, thickly ia rpeted with the Aine tassels whici fall from the trees. roviding, with their interhacing >)ugsl, such a grateful shale from thle loontide heat. I put the letter asile. C eannot burn it yet; I mthst read i' iain before I do. Almost reverently I take up the next i. black-bordered one. Well I knov vhat a burden of sorrow is cntained ir. :hat sheet of paper. A daughltr's rief for the loss of a deary Ioved nother speaks to ie through th'.Se' tear-blotted linWs. Wi tears finii g fy own eves I read the letter throughlu. and tenderly lay it aside; I cannot burn ,hose written thoughts .,hich were born A heart-felt sorrow. A dainty white envelope, traced in ar girlish hand brings a smile to hni saddened face. Well I remenber thit studied expressions which coplloste th1:1 letter. The dear girl A%: .z afraid tht, her staid 'frielid might thimk she w:.. tuo glad in her new-found jiiv. but I could read between the ilies and san% the blushing face which hent over tha dainty sheet of pialper pintig and1 om sidering every word which 5he trIcee thereon, lest she miglt say to) much)11 And now the hand which pnliIned thl(s ords has long since crumbiled ti, dust. and the earthly love which Ilrille] every fibre of her being has been foir gotten in the realization of the greato ove of Heaven. The next letter I take ui 15 beamC~ i rully writtenl. carefutlly comlposed ep istle, containing expressions of regret that soe iintentional (?) remariks of the writer shlould have caused me pain, or have led to anl estrangemlont between us. TIhen follow ai few well chos'en p~hrases en treating meC to forgiie and oret thoise words, though1tle=ly uit tered anid nver since regretted. T M letter falls from my fin1gers into) my' lia . md I find myself wonoiderinirV wlwit.1wr sh ever fully realized the sorrowi tho'r "thoghltlessly tuttered wxords" Lal ~aused the onet to whom~l thley we- id resed, or if she ever retlected that otnds such1 as these caln only be ht aled v time. I pautsed befotre coinin!1 is letter to the now smotuldering lire. [ eel fior the sake of Atuld Lang M ne," unw~iilling to part with it. fir it emsi to connect me woithi a onfce valtuec iendshiip.Ilong since dead. It is2 withi very different feelin that [take~ up t letter written in an unformed. hldish harnd. :isking me to accept the recmpanyin g gift, with tlong wishies or nmy birthday freon my affect~tionte upils; thien followed tile nimesC' care lly wrhitten, each chlis h sinatu re ei truly cha:racteris-tie of thie ont who appy hours tpassed inl youlr compal~ny in mr sunny schioolroom wvill never he for ~otten by mle. and1( ini fancy I seem ti e your bright faces. and hear yitir uappy laughlter as you come triopmug no school, wth a1 eheory "good mlorn ng" for me. I thinku! I m ust pres, re his little mlOernto of a hatppy pa~Sts [lav it aside with the others. As I do o thie clock on the m~ an'. ehimelus out he hour of Tweve.-tlie long morning ias sipped away, and I find that I hav iot accomiplishe-l the work I set myself do. Mv letters lie here just as I found1 hem, and as I gaither them up and p: hem away I resolve that upon the nx ainy day I shaill deostroy. WithoutI read ill. myi old. letters. ID.A I. L Wi.sos. D.XMSO N jiEu. Use rip~e. sweet damson lumt2i, whiih Ire to be stoned and skinned. The~ roportion of sugar is "poundi fo ound,'' and the mixture z- to be~ tewed as for jam. While it is stewingi ack the stones, peel the kernels and trew them among the fruit, to wh ih hey give a pllealsant fla~vor. sa'rgetiv f almonds. The cooking will hie done~ n twienty minutes. woxhen the mliir s poured into moLtd:Is. the top be~l~in overed with white paper which has ien dipped in brandy. This makes a lark rich jelly which will keep fo' nnnths. SEASONABLE RECIPES, PICCALILr. One peek of green tomatoes and one 1 quart of onions, all chopped fine; add i two cupfuls of salt and let them stand o ver night; drain well in the morning, and add one head of cauliflower and one quart of chopped peppers; stir in (w, ounces each of cloves, allspice, cin n:nion and imace, four ounces of must -ird seeds. cover with good vinegar, bteat quite hot, then put in your jar. -id cover them cold. rREsERvED wHoLE rEACHES. The peaches and sugar, of equal rveight. are put into the kettle in layers. 0 is in the case of cut peaches, set over :he tire. and a pint of water to each four pouinds (,f frui. and sugar is added. l'he sirup is brought to a boil, which onli nus for half an hour, when the ie:ches are taken carefully out and put an i iat dish in the sun. The sirup is tj miled down till it is thick and clear, A ,vhn the peaches are put back and C iiiled till they look clear, when the bi Viiole is ready for putting into the di --ms, which are sealed when cool. et wATERMEl.ON ICE. F Take a large, sweet, ripe watermelon; 'it in ;lit. half and with a spool scoop aut the entire center. of comrse, Ieimo in the seetl-d. Put the watermtelon B, into a chopping tray and chop it rather t tine. Add t, it one cup of powdered -uir. and if vou use wine, a table pi)Itontful Of sherry. Turn this into an re-ireai freezer. Pack the freezer, turn the crank for about live minutes, mntil thie watermelon is icy cold and in lhe cond ition of soft s:now. Serve i Caulillwer inmks a ood fritter. ti First boil until partially tender, then lange in cold water aWd break up into sprigs. Dip each in a thick white sauco :o coat it, and let them get cold. Then m1 dip again carefully in fritter batter and is fry a delicate brown. Slices of beet root F May b)e used in the same way; and cu- st umbers, parsniips, celery, and various lther vcgetables may be used for thir Ourpotse. AN EPICULRE.\N DIS[ OF PEACHES. There are but few people who know 1o how to serve peaches and cream in a t manner worthy of that luscious luxury. di Let me tell you how to present the fruit Cl in a manner fit for the gods. To begin with, take two or three large freestone peaches, yellow ones, fair and smooth, for each guest whom you expect to serve. Place them in a vessel and pour very hot water upon them until they are en tirelv covered. Let them remain in the scaldin; water for a half or three. quarters of a minute, and ttn-pour a covering of cold water upon them and add a lump of ice as large as a cocoanut. After they have stood in the cooling bath ten or fifteen minutes lift them out one by one and remove the skin, which "an be done with surprising ease, by start. ing it with a knife and pulling it gently with the lingers, as one does in peeling tomatoes after similar treatment. The only difference is that the skin comes off peaches more easily than it does off tomatoes. When the skins are removed put the peaches into a large earthen n dish, being careful to pile them on top dj one another as little as possible and place the vessel in the refrigerator. Ten min ute's before it is time to serve them lift themi eareftilly, one at a time, into a large cut glass dish-a salad bowl will a~ answer capitahv-and cover them over at wit fielych'opped ice. Serve with' le tugair andcaml. l FICAsEED EGGS. Boil a dozen eggs hard, remove the ihells and slice; take a cup of white be stocek.seasotn with salt and piepper; brown w ateacup of stale bread crumbs in butter; ni .ut the gravy in the sauce pan and set di on fire; dipt the slices of egg in melted oi butter. then in hour, and lay in the gravy until h ot; take up, arrange on a dish with the fried bread and [pour th' travy vetr. h Par'e and grate enoutghi pinecapiple to st :ake tine pint; add one pound of gran iilated sugar; mtix well and squeeze in the juice of one lemon. To half a1 box of gilatine add half a glass of cold re wat~t ter suak until stoft: then set over a ( ketie tof he' t watter. Beat the yolks of Si tu e"'' wh an egg-hteater and stir tU inti t he 1inutahpplt: when tihe gelatine is melted, add to the pineapptle anid pour all into a dish andt set into a panl of cr'acked ice: stir slowly until it gets sI thiuk: then add (tne pint of whipped k e-":itn: t arn init-> a mo~uld which has at 'I'ver: Itut ~ tinii elth over the top; fit cI the cover down cltosehy over the cloth; pmack tile miould in a mixture of chopped ice and salt. In to hours it wvill be ready2~ to ieve. In thme centre it will nit be' fr ''en, but the outside pC rtiOi vil rez little. PrI:.VITLE SHREDDE1D. - l-- i ri:e. jul'y pineapple, remrove every bitt of the skin antd all the ''eves.' Then lay the fruit on a plat ter, hild it firmnly with the left hand, and with a silver fork tear off the pineapple in small pieces, leaving the core whole. Pitt the shredded fruiit in a serving dish. sprinkle generously with fine granulated sugar, cover and let stand in the ice chest an hour, if possible, before serv Eco-PLAtNT. Egg-plant or summer squash may be ~ caried from the usual mode by cookina ~ somewvhat similarlv. Pare and cut in l dice or 2lice~s. and stew in salted water tntil tender. Drain thoroughly and Season with plenty of butter and a pinch of parsley or sweet herbs, if liked, or a y mere suspicion of onion or garlic may s1 be used. Crumb a baking dish. first ir freely buttered, pour in the vegetable t and cover with crumbs. Dot with but is Ezxperience. She-I love to hear Col. Blowhai Lk of his war experiences. By ti ay. which side was he on? He he other side. She-A confederat e-No: the other side of the A ntic.-,Harper's Bazar. There Is No Telling. Wellington Barr-It is said no iat the Egyptians knew of ti merican continent ages befoi Alumbus was born. Old Mr. Dea )rn-Dear me! How awful! Ah ) you suppose a scandal like tha tn affect the Fair anv?-World air Puck. aIre In It. Herdso-1 don't know whether I a preacher or a lawye:. Saidso y all means be a lawyer. 1Ierdso by? Saidso-A lawyer :rets 5( r untying a knot the preacher Lid only ten for tving.-Exchanga Educational Item. Prof. Absentmind (of Columbi >llege, looking at his watch)-A a have a few minutes I shall be gla answer any question that any or av wih. to ask. Student-Wh me is it, please?-Texas Siftings. From His Point of View. Mrs. Figg-That boy is gettin ore and more like you every day. ] all I can do to manage him. M [gg-It strikes me that those t% atements don't consist a little bi .Indianapolis Journal. For Labor Agitators. Mr;. Snaggs (readinZ)-In tt anet Neptune days are 600 hou. nL-. Mr. Snaggs-What a snap f( e labor leaders to agitate for a r iction of hours! - Pittsburg ronicle. Sarcasm. Dentit-That is wide enougl adamu. I shall stand outside whi] rawing the tooth. -Judge. A Recommnendation. "Are you the woman that wants1 igage a servant, young lady?" st ked. "Yes." "mVelI before we ly furder let me ax yez have yez at tters av recommindation from yt sht girl?"-Washington Star. Anticipatory. She (at the breakfast table, A ny)-Dearest, do you realize th. e are going through the longest tui 1 in the world to-day? He-No, dn't. Waiter, bring me some frit tions, -Truth. Probably an Exaggeration. Snooks-What makes you so glun ou say her father did all he could1 sten your suit Siedgeby-Youc t seem to realize that I was in ti Lit at the time. -Exchange. A Delightful Phenomenon. Popper-That boy of mine is guar phenomenon. Blatchell rearily)-In what way? Popper x years old and never said a brigi iing in h is li fe.-Vogue. And He Was Forgiven. Edythe (playfully)-H~ow dare yc eal a ki s from me, sir? Don't yc aow it is petty larceny? Jack (e iusasticalv)-I call it grand la n.-St. Botolph. Busmness News. rumor of coming pressure caus run on the bank of Florida. -Judg Lo e's Afleged Labor Lost. Wife-Why d id you dance all eve 1 with so many zther men's wive [usband-Why-purely to preve >u from being jealous of any aem.-Smith, (Gray & Co.'s Monthi Gettin; On. Exacting Father--Jamies, how a u getting on with that job of woc litting? Rebellious Son-I'm ma ig about three knots an nour.-I) Talking Dogs. d A common mastiff at Zeitz, in Sax ie ony, bad a peculiar bark, and its - master, a boy, thought there was in ? the noise a resemblance to some Ger t- man words. and having apparently nothing to occupy his time, deter mined to teach the mastiff to speak! The project was difficult, but the patience and ingunity of the boy overcame the many obstacles. The words which the boy taught the dog were about thrty in number, mainly German, but including a few French words also. These words were not used spontaneously, but uttered at the dictation of the young teacher by his canine pupil. The "Dog of Liebnitz," as this wonderful mastiff is usually called, - had a rival in a speaking dog, said to have been exhibited in Holland in 1718, which could pronounce all the letters of the alphabet except "I," "m0," and "n.1 In the following year one Is men tioned at Berlin; and the Bibliotheque e Germanique for 1720 asserts that e there was then a dog who could speak sixty words, and had a very com mendable preferance for short ones, t never attempting more than three s syllables. The late Dr. James Hunt, in deal ing with these remarkable cases, 0 points out that it is not speech in - the real sense of the word, even if - the statements here cited, for there 0 is no evidence of antecedent thought Is determining the choice of words. At the most, the dog gave a c'ever imitation of the human voice, not of man's mental process. But as ani m mals certainly convey information to .s each other, there is still some ground d to hope that an improvement may e yet be affected in the communication between man and his --poor rela tions." Whence Came They? No one knows exactly where the American indians came from, and there are many theories on the sub 0 ject. Man lived on this continent earlier than, or at least as early as, he lived on the European continent, but it is not believed that the In dians are descended from such early "s people. The latest theory seems to s be that the so-called American In dians are descended from Chinese, who In some way reached the west ern coast thousands of years ago. The parallelism between the customs of the Chinese and the ancient Pe ruvians are often very striking; the systems of government of the two peoples were similar; the Emperor and the Inca both claimed descent from Heaven: both countries had ir rigating canalsand in toth countries taxes were paid in kind and stored in ubolic warehouses:- both- _ePftT-4.3 their dead with the same ceremonie:, and built houses much in the same style. Humbolt found in the Mexi can calendar strong resemblances to the ancient calendar used in Tartary, India, and Thibet. The skull of the American, except in its greater length, greatly resembles that of the Chinese. For a number of years many good people believed that the Ameri I, can Indians were the descendants of 0 the ten "Lost Tribes of the House of Israel;" some persons believe so still, but they have not been taught by re cent s -ientidec discoveries. The Ordeal of Boiling Oil. oThe deluded people of the Indian lArchipelago seem to be about as far rbehind the times as were the Salem with burners of 200 Jyears ago, only that they seldom go to the extreme3 Swhich history tells us that our Purl t tan ancestors did. In Ceylon the 2 system of "witch finding" is both I unique and terrible. Some .011 from newly-gathered king cocoanuts is manufactured by one of the friends of the complainant; this is poured into a primitive stone vessel and Sheated to a boiling point. o0 Each of the suspected witches is lo then brought upon the scene, and is te then and there compelled to dip three fingers of the right hand into the seething cauldron, each having a right, under their idea of justice, to a throw the oil remaining upon his e fingers into the face of the complain - ant, who stands near by. While Lt this ordeal is being undergone, a sin gle exclamation of pain on the part o' the suspected person, Is considered to be an admission of guilt; if no such t exclamation is made, the innocence s of the accused is supposed to be es 3 tab'ished. It is said that every tenth r- person on the is!and of Ceylon has maimed fingers, as a result of having met the "Ordeai of Boiling Oil." Her Favorite Subject. Sawdorff-Mrs. Larkin is a great voman to talk about people. Standoff - > es, and her favorite subject is No Help for Him. "So the poor fellow is doomed to an early death." "How doyop make .that out?" "Didn't you say he lived by1) his wits. "-Q~uips, es Admits Her Gunlt. e Miss Highupp-I think Miss Globe trott ought to be ashamed of herself. She says she found the paintings o:' - the old masters dreadfully stupid. s Miss Wayupp-''~o do many others. at Miss Highupp-Yes, but she says s.2. The Flat Habit .\r. Tropiloor-I have rented a cot r tage for the summer. Mrs. Topfioor d I t berc an elevator in it?-Exchange. e- Dn. McGLYNN Is reported as de claring that "Hell is a state. If so, herr Mont I iust the man to carry it. OD, this work ot training children for God! :t is a tremendous work. Some people think t easy. They have never tried it. A chilil s placed In the arms of tho young parent. It s a beautiful plaything. You look into the' iughing eyes. You examine the dimples in he feet. You wonder at Its exquisite orzan Sm. Beautiful plaything! But on som. iightfall as you sit rocking that little one a -oice seems to fall straight from the throne >f God. saying: "That child is immortal! 'he stars shall die, but that is an immortal! iuns shall grow old with age and perish, but hat is an immortal !" Now, I know with many of you this is the hiet anxiety. You earnestly wish your bildren to grow up rightly, but you f'nd it ard work to make themn do as you wish1. [ou check their temper. You correct their vaywardness in the midnight your pillow is ret with weeping. You have wrestled w:th zod in agony for the salvation of your ehil Iren. You ask me if all that anxiet y h-s een ineffectua!. I answer, No. Go1 ui erstanIs your heart. He understan-is hw.v iard you have tried to make that daughter lo right. though she is so very petulant and eekless, and what pains you have bestowed a teaching that son to walk in the path of iprightness. though he has such strong pro livities for dissipation. I speak a cheering word. Go I hear.1 every ounsel you ever offered Him. God has nown all the sleepless nith:s you havo assed. God has seen every sinkin; of your Lepressed spirit. God remembers your rayers. He keeps eternal record of your axieties. and in His laebrymatory-not such s stood in an ancient tomb, but in one that lows and gitt)rs besides the throne of Gol -holds all those exhausting tears. The grass may be rank upon your graves nd the letters upon yoar tombstones de aced with the elements before the nivine sponse will come, but He who hath d' lared, "1 will be a God to thee and to thy eed after thee,-' will not forget, and sorn Lay in heaven while you are ranging the telds of light the gates of pearl will swin - ack, an] garlanded with glory that long rayward one will rush into your ou. tretched arms of welcome and triumph. Tne tills may depart, and the earth may burn. nd the stars fall, and time perish, but Go I rill brziak Eis oath and trample upon His iromises-never! never! Again, God keeps a perpe' ual remembrance if il beranvements. These are the tria's hat cleave the soul an i throw the red hearts if men to be crushed in the wine press. 'roubles at the store you may leave at the tore. isrepres.ntation and abuse of the rorld may leave on the street where you ound then. Tho lawsuit that would swallow. -our hon-st ao-mmulations may be left in the ourtroo:n. -But bereavements are home roubles, and thers is no caape from tnem. uou will see that vacant chair. Your eye rill catch at the suggestve p!cture. You cannot fly in the pres'nce of such ills. .ou go to Switzerland to get clear of the:n; ut, more sura footed than the mule that kes you up the Alps, your troubles climb the tiptop and sit shivering on the gla ters. You may cross the seas. but they can utsail the swiftest steamer. You may take aravan and put out aiross the Arabian des rt, but they follow you like a simoom, rmed with saf'ocation. You plunge into i he Mammoth cava, but they hang like sta ictites from the roof of the great cavern. hey stand behind with skeleton flag.ers to ush you ahead. Taey stand before yoa to row you back. They run upon you like ckless horsemen. They charge upon you rith gleaming spear. They seem to come aphazard, scattering shots from the gun of careless sportsman, But not so. It is goo I ira that sends them just right, for God is ae archer. This summer many of you will espicially el your grief as you go to places where once ou were accompanied by those who are one now. Your trouhies will follow you to 2e seashore and will keep up witit the light ing express in which you speed away. Or, trrying at home, they will sit beside you by ay and whisper over your pillow night after .ight. I want to assure you that you are or left alone and that your weeping is heard a heaven. You will wander among the hills and sey, Up this hill last year our boy climbed wit reat gles and waved his cap from the top," r ' Tnis is the place where our little girl put e in her hair and looked up in her aother's face," until every drop of blood in our heart tingled with gladness, and you hanked God with a thrill of rapturo and you ook around as much as to saty: "Wno ashed out that light? Who filled this cup rith gall? What blast froze up these toua ais of the heart?'' Some of you have lost your parents within he last twelve months. Their prayers for 'out are ended. You take up their picture ,d try to call back the kindness that once ooked out from those old, wrinkled faces ,d spoke in such a tremulous voice, and ] 'ou say it is a good picture, but all the while : 'ou feel that, after all, it does not de justice, n you would give almost anything-you rould cross the sea ; you would walk the arth over-to hear just one word from those ips that a few months ago used to ca1ll you y your first name, tnough so long you your elf have been a parent. Now, you have done your best to hide your frief. You smile when you do not feel like t. But though you may deceive the world, lod knows. He looks down upon the mpty cradle. upon the desolated nursery, LpOn the stricken home and uOn the roken heart, and says - "This is the way :thrash the wheat ; this Is the waty I scour ify jewels ! Cast thy burden on My armn. id I will sustatin you. All those tears I iave gathered into My bottle !" But what is the use of having so many ears in God's lachrymatory? In thatt great asket or vase, why does God preserve all tour troubies? Through all the ages of( sternity, what use of a great collection of ears ! I do not know but that In so.ne dis ant age of heaven an angel of Go:d may loo't io the bottle an fin.d It as empty of tears t the la'chrynals of earthenware du: upf rom the ancient city. Where have tuhe tem r ;one? Wnat surite of hell ha.ch bom~ in;'a 1 g God's palace and hath robbe~tu' la-:ary gatories'? None. Theses ws:- satn -ti.l - orrows, and those tears were chany?d ito earls that are now set In the crowns and 'obes of the ransomed. I walk up to examrnne this heavenly co r >et, gleaming brighter than the su:1, and ry, "From what :iver depths of heaven wvyr.: hose gems gathered?" atnda thousau I voi -s 'eply, "These are trajns:nuted tears iroT od's bottle." I see septers of light 1 tretched down from the throne ofT those whzo n earth were trod on of men, aul in every cepter point and inlaid in every ivory stair > golden throne I behold an indeserboable1 ichness and luster and cry, "Fro-1 when' I .his btreaoning lisit-thes': flasiinz paar!s? y nd the voi"es of the elders before the rtnrone. -, a of t::" martyrs under the altar, and o; he irei an- forty and four thousand 1 .l!::rt on the glassy sea exclaim, "Trans- 1 .e.1 teacs 'roi God's bottle." Let t he ages oi heaven roll on-the story f earths pomp and pride long ago ended he kohinoor diamonds that make knmes aroud. the precious stones that adorned Per Ian tiara and flamed in the robes of Baby-I onian processions forgotten ; the Goiconda nines charred in the last confiagration, but Irm as the everlasting hills and pure as the ight that streams from the throne, and' right as the river that flows fromn thbe eternal a 'ock, shall gleam, shall sparkle, shall flame rever these transmuted tearm of God s ..ottle. Mawh'ile let the empty la-bry'atory of :'ven stnd for ever. Let no hau.l tou':'; it. I et no wang strike it. Let no collision ericek t. Purer than beryl or chrysoprasus. Let t stand on the step of Jehovah s throne and1 inder the arch of the untading rainbow.C ~assing down the corridors of the pala'e, he reje.''d a. earth rh'L glance at it :nd hink of all the eatrthly troun~les fro-n wiiz' hey wcro delivered ant say, each to enei :C 'That is what we heard of on earth." "Tbrut I1 what the psalmist spoke of." "There once were put our tears." "That is God's bot le." And while standing there inspecting .hla rihat lnlmM~ yasa of heaven the tcre