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REV. DB. TALMA6E. The Brooklyn Divine's Sunday Sermon. R TRXT: "AS a hen gaUtereth Tier chickens Hnder her w?ngs. and ye tooxdd aoi." Matthew xxiii-, 37. Jerusalem was in steht as Christ cams to the crest of Mount Olivet, a height of TOO feet. The splendors of the religious capital of the whole earth irradiate i the landscape. There is the temple. Yonder is the king's palace. Spread out before His eyes ara the porno, the wealth, the wickedness and the coming destruction of Jerusalem, ani He borst into tears at the thought of the ob? duracy of a place that He would gladly have **ved, and apostrophize, saying, " **Ob. Jerusalem, Jerusalem, bow often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens unler her wins?, and ye would not.'* Why did Christ select hen and chicken as a simile? Next to the oppositeness of the comnarison I think it was tn help all public teachers in the matter of illustration to get down off their stilts and use comparisons that ali can understand. The plainest bird on earth is the barnyard fowl. Its only adornments are the red comb in it? head? dress and the watties under the throat. It bas BO grandeur of genealogy. Ali we know is that its ancestors cime from India, some of them from a height of 4000 feet on the ?rides of the Hi malays. It bas no pr?tention of nest like the eag&s eyrie. It has no luster of pramaze like the goldfinch. Possessing anatomy that allowa flight, yet about the last thing that it wants to do is to fly, and in retreat uses foot almost as much as wing. Musicians have written out in musical tonte the song of lark and robin rc<* breast and nightingale, yet th? hen of n. text hath nothing that could ba taken for as but only cluck and cack'-e. . Yet Chirsi rn the text uttered while looking upon doomed Jerusalem, declares that what He had wished for that city was iike what the hen does for her chickens. Christ was thus sim- ? plein His teachings, ani yet how hard it is for us, who are Sunday-school instructors and editors ani preachers and reformer', and those who would gain tba ears of audi? ences, to attain that heavealy ani divine art of simplicity. We have to rna a course of literary dis? orders as children a coure of physical dis? orders. "We come cut of school ani college loaded down with 6 reek mythologies and ont of the theological seminary weighs i down with what the learned fathers said, and we fly with wings of eagles ani flamin? goes and albatrosses, and it tates a goo i while before we Can corns down to Christ's similitudes, the candie under the bushel, the salt that has lost its savor, the net thrown into the sea, the spittle on tba eyes of thc blind man and the ben and chickens. There is not much poetry about this winged creature ot God mentioned in my tex*, but she is more practical and more motherly and mora suggestive of good things than many that fly higher and wear brighter colors. She is not a prima donna cf rae skies nor a strut of beauty in the aisle of the fores:. She does not cut a circle under the sun like the Rocky Mountain eagle, but stays at home to look after family affair-. She does not swoop like the condor of the Cordilleras to transport a rabbit from tte valley to the too of the crags, but just scratches for a living. How vigorously with her claws she pal's away the ground to bring up what is hidden beneath t When the breakfast or dining hour arrives, she begins to prepare tho repast and calls all her young to partake. I am in sympathy wita the unpretentious old fashioned hen. because like most of us, she has to scratch for a living. She know? at the start the lesson which most people of good sense are slow to leam -that the gain? ing of a livelihood imoiies work, ani that successes do not lie on the surface, but are to be upturned by positive and continuous effort. The reason that society, and the church, and the world are so f ntl of failures, so full of loafers, so full of dead beats, is be? cause people are not wise enough to take the lesson on which any hen would teach them that if they would find for theciselves and for those dependent upon them anything worth having they must scratch for it. "Solomon said. "Go totha ant; thoa slug gari" I say, **Go to tba hen, thoa slug? gard." In the O?d Testament God compares Himself toan eagle stirring up her nest, ani in the New Testament the 'Holy Spirit is compared to a descending dove, but Christ, ian sermon that begins with cutting sar? casm for hypocrites lind ends with the paroxysm of pathos in the text, compares Himself toa hen. One day in the country we saw sudden consternation in the behavior of oki Dom? inick. Why the hen should be so disturbed we could not understand. We looked about to see if a neighbor's dog were invading the farm- We looked up to sae if a stormcloui were hoveling. We could see nothing on the ground that could terrorize and we could see nothing in the. air to rofHa the feathers of tile hen. but the loud, wild, af? frighted duck which brought all her brood at lull run under her feathers made us look again around us and above ns, when we saw that high up and far away there was a ra? pacious bira wheeling round and round, ani down and down, and not seeing us as we stood in tue sha low it cam ? nearer and lower until we saw its beak was curved from base to tin, and it had two flames of fire for eyes? audit was a haw?. But all the chickens were under old Dom? inick's wing, and either the bird of prey caught a glimpse of us, or not able to find t&e brood bundled under wing darts i back into the cloud?. So Christ calls with great earnestness to the young. Why, woat is the matter? It is bright sunlight, and there can be no danger. Health is there. A good home is theirs. Plenty of fool is theirs. Prospect of long lire is theirs. But Christ continues to cal), calls with more em? phasis and urges haste and savs not a second ought to be lost Oh. do tell us what is the matter! Ab. now I see. There are hawks of temptation in toe air; there are vultures wheeling for their prey; there ari beaks of death ready to p'un;e; there are clews of allurement ready to clutch. Now X see the peri!. iNow i understand the urgency. Now I see the only safety. Would that Christ might this day take our sons and daughters into His shelter, "as a hen gath? ereth her chickens under her wing." The fact is that the mo3t of them will sever find the shelter unless while they are chickens. It is a simple matter of inexor? able statistics that most of those who do not come to Christ in youth never come at all. What chance is there for the young without divine protection? Teer? ara the grog shops. There are the gambling hells. There are the infidelities and immoralities of spiritualism. There ara bad books. There aro impurities. There are the business ras? calities. And so numerous are these assail - meats that it is a wonder that honesty and virtue are not lost arts. The birds of prey, diurnal and nocturnal, of the natural world a**e ever oa the alert. They are the assassins of tin sky. They have varieties of taste. The eagle prefers the flesh of the living animal. The vulture pre? fers the carcass. The falcon kilis with ona stroke, while ether styles ef beaks give pro? longation of torture/ Aniso the tempta? tions of this life are varions. Soma make quick work of death, and others agonize the mind and body for man v years, and some like the living blood of great soul?, and others prefer those already gangrened. But for every style of youth there is a swooping wing and a sharp beak ania cruel caw, and what the rising generation needs is a wing of protection. Fathers, mothers, older brothers and sis? ters and Sabbath-school teacher?, be quick and earnest and prayerful and importun ita and get the chickens Tinder the wing. May the Sabbath-schools of Amer ici and Great Britain within the next three months sweep all their scholars into the kingdom. Whom they have now under caarge is uncertain. Concerning that scrawny, puny child that Jay in ike cradle many years ago, the father dead, many remarked. "What a mercy ii the Lord would take the child V and th? mother really thought so too. But what a good thing that God spared that child, for ft became world renowned in Christian literatura and one ol Goi:s most illustrious servants-John Todd. Remember, your children will remain children only a Iit:ls while. What you do for them as children you must do quickly or never do at all. 44Why have you never written a bookP said some ona to a talents! woman. She replied: "I am writing two and have been engaged on one work ten ?ears and on the other five years-my two children. They an?-ny life work." Ween ths house or John Wesley'* fath?r burned, and they got tbs eight children oat. John Wesley "the last b?fora the TOD. fell in, the father said: **Let us knesl down and thank God. The children are all savei; let tho rest of the place go.*' Mv hearers, if we se ure the nreseat ani everlasting welfare of our children, most other things belonging to os are of but little comparativa importance. Alexander tbs Great alto wed bis soldiers to take their fami? lies with them to war, ani hs accounted for the bravery of his men by th 3 fact th it many of them wera bora ia carno and wara used to warlike scenes from the start Would God that all the children of our day might be bora into the army of the Lord : No need of letting them go a long way on the wrong road before they turn around and go oa the right roil. Ths onl^ time to ga: chickens under wing is while they ara chickens. Hannah Woitall Smith, the evangelist look her little child at two years of age m mt m JJ^**^^ ? when 3? out of the crib an I til l hr: ptaiol I of Christ, and the child b3lievad and gav I evidence of joyful trust, which grew wit her growth to womanhood. Two years ar r not too young. The time will come whe I by the faith of parents children will be bor I into this world and bora into the bosom ( ! Christ at the same time. Soon we paren j will have to go and lea ve our children, t*? j fight their battles now, and we stand b { tween them and harm, but our arm will a j ter a while get wea'v* and we cannot figti for them, and our tongue will be palsie; and we cannot speak for them. Are we g< mg to leave them out in the cold world t take their chances, or are we doing ali ti can to get them nuder the wing of eteru safety? But we all nee I the proteetinr. win?. ' you had known when you ent ire i upo manhood and womaaaool what was ahea of you, would y >u hava dara I t > un?ertas life? How much you hava baaa throng! With most life has" bees a disappo batmen they tell me so. They have not attiins that whicii they exoaefced to' a ttain. Th? have not had the physic.il and mental vigc th ;v expect 3d. or they have met withr? buffs which they did not anticipate. Yo are not at 4 ) or 30 or 63 or 7 ) or 80 years c age where you thought you would be. Id not know anyone except my golf to whoi life has been a happy surprise I never ea peeled anything, and so when any thin came in the shape of human favor or con fortable position or widening field of work was to nie a surprise. I was told in the theological seminary b some of my fellow students that I nev<= would get anybody to hear me preach unie I changed my style, so that when I fouu that some* people did come to hear me it w< a happy surprise. But most people, a econ lng to their own statement, have found Iii a disappointment. Indeed we all need she ter from its tempests. About 3 o'clock on hot August afternoon you have heard a run ble that you first took for a wagon crossin a bridge, but afterward there was a loud* rumban?, and yon said, '"Way, that is thui der!" And sure enouzh the clouds were b mg convoked for a fult diapason. A who] park of artillery went rolling down tl heavens, and the blinds of the windows i the sky ware closed. But the sounds abo v were not more certain than the sounds b neath. The cattle came to the bars an! moans for them to be let down that they miga come home to shelter and the fowl, wbethe dark Brahma or Hamburg or Leghorn ( Dominick, began to cali to its youa< "Cluck?7 "CluckP "Ciuck!" an I take the* under the wagon hon sa or shed, and ha them ail hid under the soft feathers by ti time that the first plash of rain struck" th roof. So there are su iden temptests for OD soul?, and, oh ! how dark is get:?, and threai ening clouds of bankruptcy or sickness c persecution or bereavment gather an thicken and blacken, and some run for shel ter to a bank, pat it is poor shelter, au oraersrnm to menory aavrsers, ana they rai to help, and others fiy nowhere simply b: cause they know not where to go, and the; perish in the blase, but others hear a divin call saying, "Come, for all things are no* ready.* "fae spirit and the bride sa; come.' * And while t he heavens are thundei ing terror the divine voice proffers mercy and the soul cones under the brooding cir of the Almighty "as a hen gathereth he chickens under her wing." The wings of my tere suggest warmth and that is what most folks want. Tue ric is that this is a c:>ld world whether youtak< it literally or figuratively. We have a bi fireplace called the sua, and it has a verj hot fire, and the stokers kee? the coals wal stirred up, but much of the year wo can no get near enough to this fireplace to ge wanned. The world's extremities are cok all the time. Forget not taat it is colder a1 the south pole than at the north pol?, an? that the Arctic is not so destructive as th< Antartic. Once in awhile the Arctic wil let explorers come back, but the Antartu hardly ever. When at the south pole a shh sails in, the door of ice is almost sure to bi shut against its return. So life to many millions of people at tin south and many million* of people, nt tbs north is a prolonged shiver, bat when ? say this is a cold world I chiefiy mean figural lively. If you want to know what is tai meaning of the ordinary term ol recaivin^ the "cold shoulder," gee out oe money aa; try to borrow. The conversati >n may nave bean almost tropical for luxuriance o thought and speeca, but su ?gase your neces sities and se3 the theraio.ax3t3r di op to 50 degrees below z3ro, aad iutcnt which till a moment before had been a warm room Take what is an uapo.ni'ar position on sou* public question, an i see your friends fly ai chan! before a windmill. As far as myself is concerna?, I have n>: word oi complaint, but I look off day bj day and see communities freezing out mer and women o' who u tba worid is nol worth/*. .Now it takes after ona ?x^d-noa -ai^er anorner. iz D?2D n33 po. alar to a?? prec-ate anldefaase an I execrate aa i lie about some people. Thi; is the bast world I ever got into, bat it ?3 the nieanast world that so ne psople ever got inti. The worsl thing t .at ever happene i to them was taeii cradle, and the best toing that wii? era happen to them wiil be their grave. VYha* people want is w?rmt\ Many years *go a man was fi>atin? down on the ice of the Merrimac, aad great effora were mode t > rescue him. Twice ne got hoi : of a plank thrown to bias and twice h? slipped away froai it, because that end of th: plank was covered w>rh ic?, and he cried out, **For God's s ike, give ma the wooden eui oi the p!?nk this tim?," and thi3 done be wa hauled to shore. Tha trouble is th it in our t ff ort s to save tfce soul there is too mac J co.dness an i *cy forma'ity, and so the im? periled one slips off and floats down. Give it the other end ot the plank-warmth ol sympathy, warmth of kindly association, warmth oi genial surroundings. The world declines to give ir, and in many cases has no power co give it, and hare is wnere Christ comes in. and, as on a cold day, the rain beating and ttl e atmosphere full o: >leet, the hen ciucks he.* chickens Uaier hei wings, and the wa raith o." her own breast puts warmth into the wet feathers and the chilled feet cf the infant group of the barn? yard, so Christ says to those sick and frosted ana* disguste i and f rozan of the world, Com? tn out oi! the March winds of the worlds criticism; come in out of the sleet of ths world's assault; come in oat ot a world that does not understand you and does not wanl to understand you; 1 will comfort and 1 will soothe and"! wdl be your warmth, "ai a ben gathereth her chickens under be: wing." Oh, the warm heart of God is r^adj for all those to whom the world has giver tb? cold shoulder. But notice that some one mml *ake thi storm for the chicken?. Ah! tin hen taxes the storm. ? have watched her nader the pelting rain. I hav* sean hc-r in tba pinch' m% frosts almost fr?->z in to <. eat h or almost strangled in tba water?, a;i ? whit a figh: sha makes for tae vouag nadar win; it a dog or hawk or a tuan come* too ne?r! An 1 so the brooding Christ takes tho storm for us. What flood o? anguish an I te.ir- ' .ai did not dash upon His holy sou;! What Hoakof tortur? did not nierce His vitals! What barbing Ceroerus of hell was not let iut upon Him from the k?nn*>hd Wfo**. fie entire 1. oh, who - irk ta!!. To ?ave oar soais fro TI dstuh an 1 i?: i: Yes, the hen took the storm fer the chick? en*?, and Christ takes the storm for us. Once the tempest ro;e so suddenly tin hen could not gei with her ycunz back fro.a the :ii'.v ground to the barn, and there she is un Jer the fence half dead. And now the rain turns to snow, and it is an awful night, anl in the morning the whiteness about she gills and the beak down in the mud show that the mother is dead, and the young ones come out and cannot understand why the mother does not scratch for them something to eat, and they walk over her wings and cali with their tiny voices, but there is no a ns wer: nz dock. She took the storm tor others and perished. Poor thing! Self sacrificing even anio death ! And does it not make vou think of Kim who endured all for ns? So the win?? under whien we cama forsp?T?tua! sa?'?t .* are .'bo I spattered wittie are nigh*, shatterei win :.*, ?r? temoe-t tom wini*. in ti- He of Wtght I MW fae grav<? o." rYiness E zi betti, who diel whi?e a pr;s>ne:*at Caris? brook oa*tif\ h?r fin :^r on an op?n Bible and pointing to tba worte. "Oomemio Me ail ye that ?abo.-and ar*? heavy !a-iea, aa I I will ^ive you rest.*' Oh, rmi i under the win?s! Bu:. now the summer ?lay alrin-.; : a<-e 1, an 1 the shadow? of the hon ss an i bara ani wagon shed have lengthana !. T.jr farmer, with scythe or ho? OD shoulder, is returning from the field--. Tne orte.i are unyoked. Toe horses are crunching the oat-; at t?e fud bin. The air is bewitche I of honeysuckle and wild briar. Tbe milkman, pail in han i, is approaching the barnyard. fha fowl?.' keeping e->r,'y b'Mir.--, ave collecting their young, "CSttc'sT "Ciuck!" --?Jluci:' and soon all th? eyes of. tlia: faaf.hered nu sery are clcseJ. The bac'ialors of the winga 1 trio* bava asean led to their perch, but th? hen?, in a motherhood divinely appointed, tak; aU the risk of a slumber on the groan', and all night ion? the wings will stay outspread, and the little ones will n^t utter a sound. Thu> at saidowa, lovingly, safely, rom? p?ate./, tua han b.-oois her youu:. ?So. if wo ar?* ih? L >c i's. ti?a eveb?uT of oar hie wall come, ina heats or tha day wm nave passed. Thare will be shadows, a?;d ^e can? not sea far. Tha work o? Hf a will b? about ended. The hawks of temptation that boorai in the sky will hive eoue ?oth? wojisand folded their wiuzs. Sweet id!euc?s ?viii orne down. Tha air wiil be redolent wita the I breath of -w^ole arbors oi" promises sweeter j than jasmina or evening primrose. The air may be a little cMU, bu*; C ?r'.st will call in, and wa will know tba voie > and heei the call, au 1 we wilt come ander the wings for the ni<>ht-the strong wing-% th? so't wing?, the warm wings-and without fear an 1 in full sense of safety, and then we will rest from suu iowa to sunris?, "as a hen gacber et'a her chickens under her win?." Dear me, how many souls the Lord ha'h taus brooded! Mothers, after watching over sick cradles and then watching af t?rwar ? over wayward sons and daughters, at last themselves taken care of by a motherly Go J. Business men, after a lifetime struggling with the uncer? tainties of money markets, and the change of tar.fiV, and the underseJing or mea who because of their dishonesties can afford to ! undersell, and ye ;rs of disappointment and j struggle, at last under wings where nothing i can perturb them any more than a bird of prey which is ten miles off disturbs a chick at midnight brooded in a carnyard A?y text bas its strongest application for people who were bom in the CDuntry, wherever you may now live, and that is the majority of you. You cannot bear my text without having ali the rustic scenes of the old farmhouse come bael: to you. Good old | davs thev were. You knew nothing mu^h ? of the world, for you had no: seen the ; world. By law of association you cannot recall the orooding hen and her chickens without seeing also the barn, and the hf/mow, and j the wagon shed, aud the house, and the room where you played, and the fireside with the big backlog before which you sat, and the neighbors, and the bur .'a', and the wedding, and the deep snowbanks, and hear the village bell that called you to worship, and seeing the horses which, after pulling ?rou to church, stspd, around taa old ?lan? zo arded meeting house, and those woo sat at either end of the church pew, and indeed all the scenes of the first 14 years, and you think of what you were then and of what you are now, and all these thoughts are aroused by the sight of the old hencoop. Some of you had better go back and start again. In thou ght return to that place and hear the cluck and ss3 the outspread feath? ers and come un 1er the wing and make the j Lord your portion and shelter and warmth, j preparing for everything that may come, ! and so avoid being classed among those de? scribed by the closing words of my text, "at a hen gathereth her chickens under her wing, and ye would noV Ab, that throws the responsibilitr noon us I "Ye would not." Alas, for the "would notsP' lithe wandering broods of the farm head not their mother's calf and risk the hawk and dare the freshet and er pose themselves to the frost and storm, surely their calamities ara aol their mother's fau!t. "Ye would notl" God would, but how many would not! When u. fjood man asked a young woman who had abandoned her home and who was deploring her wretchedness why she did not return, the reply was: "? dare not go home. My father is so provoked he would not re? ceive me home." "Puen," said the Christain man, "I wul test this." And so he wrote to the father, and tha reply cama back and in a letter marked outside "Immediate," and in- ! side saying, "Let her come at once; all is i forgiven." S3 God's invitation for you is j marker ''immediate" on the outside, and inside it is written, "fla will abundantly ! pardon." Ob, ye wanderers from Go 1 and happi- ! ness and homa and heaven, come under the i sheltering wing. Under this call I sea you j turning from your old way to the new way, tba living way, the gospel way. A vessel in the Bristol channel was naarioz tha rooka called the "Steep Hilmes." Under the tem? pest tha vessel was unmanageable, and the only hope was that the tide would chang? ; belore she struck the rocks and went down, and so the captain stood on tba de2k, watch in baud. Captain and crew and passengers were pallid with terror. Taking another look at his watch and another look at the sea he shouted: 'Thank God, we are saved! The tide has turned! One minuta more and we would have struck the rocks." ?Some of you have been a long while drift* ingin the tempest o' sin and sorrow and have been making for tba breakers. Thank God, the tide bas turned. Do vou not feel the lift of tue billow? Tha gr?ce of God that bringeth salvation has appeared to your soul, and In the words of BYaz to Ruth I commend you*to "the Lord God of Israel, under whose wings thou hast come to trust" PROMINENT PEOPLE. THE new Senator from Nebraska weighs 225 pounds. SIR RICHARD OW FX, the naturalist, left an estate valued at about $17,5,CO), which is a little unusual ior a scientist. INVENTOR EDISON'S children by his first wife are familiarly called "Dot" and "Dash," from the characters in the Morse alphabet? ONE of the most prosDarous inventors of the day is George Westinghouse, whose wonder? ni brake bas brought him in a for? tune of $?0,000,000. GENERAL GaAXToncedec ined to se.*v*eas President o: the Panama Canil Company, with a salary o? $23,00*), because be thought its scheme impracticable. PEE?IDE>"T DIAZ, of Mexico, according to common rumor, is worth some thirty mill? ion?, of which twenty are invested in Mexi? can rai'roads, telegraph?- and electric light plants. HASS Vox BuLOtt'i the pianist, who was recently removed toa pr.vate basins asylum iu far -H rrin, shows no siga of recovering his menta! tqui ir-ruta?, am doctors hold out very iittie hop?. FEA:.K VINCENT, who har. left Colombo to continu- his exp.orat-ions io Africa, has al reaoy trave.e i over 330,Ul) miles, aa ?, Though be bas ria l many mre?>r esta jes, he never had a serious accident. MINOT J. SAVAGE; the c ?l9brated Boston div n^, preaches rx emporaaeoudy, but his thou rots are presents l s> well that the stenographer's reports rarely require any editing tor paol cttioa in ooo'<c form. CAPTAIN JOHN ADAM COOPS'*, is the y ono .est veteran of to J Mex.can W*r, hav ng en.iste J at t ;e age o. t wi Ive. H s is also the picn?er horse ear dr. ver of Sin Francis? co, having been in tae business tweaty-aine years 1 Ht clergyman who has continuously oc? cupied one pulpit longer than any other di vji:e in t;;e world is ft:v. Dr. Furness, of rbiia ;e!phia. His a^e is ninety, and for s xty-eight years he bas been pastor ot one church. IT IS not generally kn >wn that M Pasteur, the great F.enca scieutist, is an "unweensed I rac.iuoner,"' aa i cannot even put a lancet into a man's arm? He has to keep a surgeon to c?o i his tor him, in order to comply with th-hw. REAR ADMIRAL STSPHEXSOX, the new comniau ter u? tue Br.tis i iquaaron iu the Pae?nV, has been in Her Misty's navy for lorty years ant saw acc:v? service in the ii'i:j:ea, in Caiua ani during the Indian mutiny. '1 KEY say that Ju Ige Willam Lin Isay, of Kentu ky, recaatly elected United Slates Senator iu mace o? Mr. Cirlisie. rarely uses i an adjective au I does not rely upoa rhet? oric in ms argument, Hi-; appeal is to ?aw .md reason. THE only two natives of Col?ra lo in the House of kepresenvatives ol tiat State are florry Sims, ot Arapaho*, wno was the first white caiid born ia Pu iblo, *n i Celes? tina Gareia, w<io represents : Couejos Cou i iy, and W.JO wo: Mexican parentage. Ex SECRETARY WILLIAM MAXWELL EvAKX?, wno celebrate l his sevanty-dfth M rehila y recently, has long loo'<ed several years ol er i.h .*.. > - r u* are, owin; to the iac:: that he was neva- puysr-d'y srrcrj and has ai ways bern a hard worker. THE venerable banker, Binchroeder, of Berlin, wjo died a tew days ago, hied him s*ilf to Ores len on hi-. s?ventietn birth Jay in order to esc ipa any demonstration that his friends might a:va:>.ge in ais honor. But he left a ?530? o ck lor the deserving poor of B IV.:-. IT is r?latel ot J. Sterling Morton, Cleve ian*rs-Secretary o? Agriculture, tnat wheo bi* wire died he ha t a tombstone erected cve.- her grave bearing tier name and th? names ol his three sons. When asked why he had the name- of the bo vs inscribed on the marble, he replie I: ''B ecause, if any of them does anything dishonorable 1 will hive h's name caisell?d from the tomb? stone/' A Costume of RaUIcsaakc-Skm. Peler G ruber, the Rattlesnake King of Ve Gan 20 Countv, bas made the most unique costume any man ever wore. It consists of coat, vest, trousers, hat. shoes find shirt, and is ina?e entirely of the skins cf rattlesnakes. Seven hundred snakes,ai] caught an*! -kiune i b; Gruber dubing thc past live years; provided the matetial for this novel costume. To pre serve thc bnlibocy au i flexibility of the skies in t:je ^re.iusi possible t.'e-?ree, thc snakes "wsre skinned alive, first being .>".:v.te unconscious by chloroform. They wera then rained tn a method peculiar I i<> Gruber, std are as soft and elastic as ivuoleu go?ii?. ILc di Seie?? anide- ! for this ouSait were made by Oil City I tailors, shoemal'vrs sud hatters and the j ro<u ?it i's Ns-utid ai $1001'.-PitXibur^ C^robicie. French-speaking Cannoiaus embrace 2VA per cent, ol thc population ol' Can? ada, .?- * - --. Building for Others. What if I build for others, & And the walls of the building stand Long after I am forgotten By the dwellers within the laud, Long after tbe buildings have crumbled That weie founded upou the sand? What if I build for others, And the building shelters me not, And within the home 1 have bu ikied I shall have no part or lot, And the dwellers who have their homes there Through all thc time shall know me not? Yet when the years shall have faded, And oeneath the roof tree's shade, The children of generations In their childish days have played. And have passed from under the roof tree And vanished into the shade: t?ome dwellers beneath the roof tree, Thinking of when it was new, May say as his thoughts turn backward, Keeping its age in view, "The builder who built this building Builded better tbau he kuew. And I, though I have passed onward, Hearing the Master's call, May know, though it may not matter To rae what the building befall. It is better to have builded tor others Than not to have built at all. -[E. N. Gunnison. in Boston Trauscript. HOW THE ICE BROKE. Bl" EMMA A. OPPER. "They'll never get acquainted," said Mrs. Woodward-"never P "Who-Cal and Lucy?* Mr. Wood? ward queried, absently, busy with his uianagment of the colt. They were going to town on neces? sary business, and Lucy Doti uer, Mr. Woodward's pretty niece, and Calvin Pierce, Mrs. Woodward's cousin, who were simultaneously visit?is theni j . ? Lucy and Calvin left at home. "Of course!" replied Mr?. Wood? ward, who was ambitious and ener? getic and motherly all together. "They will never get acquainted. Cal is so dignified and quiet, and-and all that; and Lucy is so shy-so very sweet, but so shy I They've been here a weed today, but-" ..You're aching to hatch up a ro? mance," said her husband wiih.au un? sympathetic suort of laughter. 4-Lzt 'em alone. Can't a girl and a fellow come near each other without "Joe," 6aid Mrs. Woodward, with tears in her kind eyes, "Cal is such a splendid fellow, and so rich, and Lucy i ?9 a dear girl and a poor school teacher P Her voice broke. "If Uiey could only break thc ice once!" she said, despairingly. Mr. Woodworth raised his brows and j gave the colt a cut. Mr. Woodward j was not a match maker, j Lucy was kneeling by the window j in her room. Her hands dangled otu ! of it. Her deeply blue eyes had a I bright light in them, and her sweet I face was healthily flushed. One week I of new milk aud flesh eggs had done j wonders for her. j How green and shady and dclight ! fal was the yard below I How pict ur ! csque were the barn, with ita wide ! open doors, and the red beehives, and >' the well-house, and thc grape arbor! j lt was a little lonesome though, j Lucy was accustomed to a flat, aud the ! fact lhat the nearest house was a quar : ter of a mile away sometimes startled ! her. Cuele Joe and Aunt Kate were j away this afternoon, loo; they had ! just gone? j Where was Mr. Pierce? Lucy could j hot see him anywhere; Had lie gone j oft** too? Oh, dear! She knew he had. And the h ?red mun was away ! offin the "north lot.*' ! Visions of tramps and other for I midable objects rose before Lucy's 'startled eves. She was trembling* a ! little. She rose and went fluttering j down stairs. Mr. Pierce was not in thc parlor. : She called him timidly,without result. I j Then she stepped to the porch. I ?*Mr. Pierce! she repeated. He certainly was gone. She went j j down the walk and through the east j yard and thc leafy back yard, repeat* j ing her frightened call with tremulous j frequency? ! '-What made him go oiT?" she re i i fleeted, indignantly? --He knew Td j bc nere all alone. He's perfectly-" Horrid trembled on her tongue, but her tongue refused to utter it. A tali, masculine figure was coming up thc j road-a ligure willi a bundie on i;s j back. j A tramp-a tramp, of course! What j ; else? Lucy sprang to wa ni the front j I door. A shrub impeded her, rind she j ! almost tripped on a root. She sped j j on, out of breath, and willi her soft j hair fallen loo*e, anti brought up with j sudden violence nuder the tallest, cnn tree in the east yard. Mr. Pierce sat there serenely smil- j ing, willi a book ince down on hi? i I knee. ..Did von hear me call?" Lucy ' i ' ?rasped. I Mr. Pierce's smile broadened, j "Pm afraid *o," ho murmured, wich a*i ii resistibly drolly-apo?ogei?c gaz*. ! . You did it purposely!" said Lucy, reproachful and incredulous. Mr. Pierce looked the comical em? bodiment of humiliation and remorse. ..You mu't bc tired, racing around like that. Won't you >it down?" he J begged. ..No, I won't ! ' said Lucy severely, j And then they laughed heartily in unison. Thc '.tramp" went past ?lowly-old Mr. Milis, wi h a bag of potatoes on hU back. Lucy pinned up her disordered hair. Us ?oft tints took on golden beauly in thu Hitting sunlight* ..Do sdi down!"' vaid Calvin Pierce. And bc spread his handkerchief on the grass beside him, s-n 1 rather near to him. ..I; was di ead fully inonu of you P iuid I. icy. siuiiiug down inion him. "I know il. I'm horribly sorry, Ho ?ii down." he supplicated. . ?*ril go iu and get my scarf,v i Lucy. "My dress is thin." Mr. Pierce went, too, and took arin to help her up the porch steps. ..Hello!" he ejaculated. The front door had blown shut their faces with a resounding bang "Xow we're caught!'' he cried, gi fully. "That door locks when shuts, Miss Donner. Xow what you going to do?*' Lucy tried it. She was snail considerably; but Mr. Pierce did see it, her face being turned away. "Dreadful!"' she cried. "And want roy scarf, and my hat, and rest of my box of candy, and a do; things. 1 must have them!" ..The back door is locked, Pm c tain. They always lock it when tl go away," said Mr. Pierce. "I* sec." The back door, when they read it, was locked. "We'll have to sit under the el till they get home," Mr. Pie averred, "or get through a windon "Wc must get in," eaid Lucy, < cisively, "and get the door op< They may not be home till suppi time. We must!" ..Your word is law,'1 said M Woodwards cousin, with etnpha and a look. "Thank you," said Mr. Wood wan niece, faintly blushing. '.The front windows are locked Mr. Pierce observed. ..! saw Ki lock them/' "And this one is rather high," si Lucy. . "Rather," he agreed. "I shon need a hook-and-ladder." ..You might try the pin try wi dow," Lucy suggesled. ..It's too b to make you, but-" ..Iiis nothing," said Mr. Pie? gallantly. "The pantry windot All right!" The pantry window was not locke but it held a wire screen. Mr. Pierc standing on his toes, strove to r move it, and failed. -.Wai:!" he said. He went to the barn and came ba< with a woodeu box and a h immer. It was a serious undertaking. I hammered and pulled for five mi mes, bruising his fingers and frow ing. ..I'm so sorry!"1 Lucy murmured. .Oiot at all," Mr. Pierce responde? with cheerful haste. The screw hf yielded. "Xow I can vault in, think, without any trouble." "Don't vault imo the pies," sai Lucy, catching sight of them on shelf within. Mr. Pierce sprang; Lucy heard soft, ominous crash. She was not looking, however. St turucd and ran swiftly arouud til house and straight in at the froi door; then, after a short, iustiuctiv pause before the hall mirror, th walked demurely imo the pantry. '.Oh, dear!" she said, sinking int a chair, in spasms of helpless laugli ter. Mr. Pierce stood in the middle o the pantry, still and straight and un smiling. A tin pan had rolled into corner, and a fair share of its con tents had rolled there, too-eggs eggs crushed, eggs cracked and egg uninjured. And Mr. Pierce bore th shocking marks of them on his here tofore immaculate lrowsers-*yes, ovci on his coatsleeves and his shining cuffs ! "1 am sorry P' Lucy cried, aghast and yet in obvious straits to suppresi her laughter. "It wasn't your fault," Mr. Piere? rejoined, promptly. "I miscalcuialec and landed in (he eggs-that's all Why-why''-his face grew suddenlj blank. ?-How did you get in, Mis? Donner?*' he gasped. Oue hand fluttered tremulously tc Lucy's laughing lips. "I brough the front door," she fal? tered- "lt wasn't locked; ihe catcli is broken and doesn't work. Bul when you said we were locked out. 1 thought I wouldn't dispute you. I-1 didn't dream you were going to get into the eggs!" lier restrained mirth bubbled forth. ..Well," said Mr. Pierce, slowly, "we are even, Miss Donner, aren't wc? We'll call it square, shan't we?" Ile looked at her rather long-so long that Lucy grew pink. Then he took a piece of apple*pie from a plate on a shelf aud ate it. His eyes were shining and twinkling. "I didn't know Miss Donner-Miss Lucy," ho said, ..that-you'll excuse mc-that you had so much fun in yon. I've been rather afraid of you all this j time. Do you know it?" ..And I of you," Lucy answered, all j but interrupting him, and feeling as i though a big cloud had rolled past and ?eft uuspecked brightness. And when Mr. Pierce held out his ; hand, half laughingly, half seriously, but withal, rather greedily, she laid , hers in it. A delightful, mingled odor of cof ; fee and frying potatoes and toasting , bread greeted Mr. and Mis. Wood? ward when they drove into the yard at a quarter of 6 o'clock. Lucy came io lue kitchen door. "Supper's ready," she said. ..Thanks to me!*' said Mr. Pierce, lookiug out over her shoulder. "My goodness!" Mr*. Woodward uttered. # But her husband chuckled. "I guess the ice is broken," he ob [ served-"cracked, any now." ! Mrs. Woodward drove on to (he i bri ru with him for the purpose of say ! ing something. j ..Joe.'-' she said, tremblingly, "I j believe-1 do believe-that they have begun to like each other! If (hey rould-if they would! Oh, Joe!" Joe looked back at the pair in the ! doorway willi careful contemplation. ..Yes, 1 know the signs." he said, ; quietly. "Yes, dear, they have begun. : And I don't mind owning that Pm a j iiitieglad myself.'Vr-[Saturday Night. Modern Education. In a late pamphlet on literature for children, G. E. Hardy, principal of a New York grammar school, says that modern education does not develop the moral sense, s.nd that "fifty years of popular educatiou have had little or no perceptible regenerating influence on our people.''' He reports that over eighty per cent, of the convicts in Sing Sing and Auburn prisons are public school gradu?tes, and that prisons and reformatories are full of them. Who ever expected anything oise? replies the New York Independent. No one has ever claimed that an educated man?s necessarily amoral mau, that ihoae who have gone through a. public school are thereby insured against the penitentiary. AU that has been claimed is that the training which they there gel in discipline of the will and in intellectual aptitude will make them less liable to commit crime. The very statistics which Mr. Hardy gives tells against him. Eighty per cent from the public schools is not a very large figure where nearly every one, it would be supposed, would be from the public schools. If uearly twenty per cent, are Hi?rate, does any one pretend that twenty per cent, of the population aro illiterate? Tiie illiterate clement must have con? tributed vastly more than its share of crime. In a late number of the Inde? pendent A. Tolman Smith showed that in Pennsylvania the illiterates supply eight times their proportion of criminals. And the English statistics arc equally strong as to thc influence of education in London in preventing juvenile crime. Where Authorities Differed. The reading class was standing in a stiff row upon the floor of an Indiana schoolhouse, and a bright lillie fellow was drawling a paragraph about a Ro? man massacre. Thc president of the school board wa9 present on his regular tour of in? spection, and he pompously requested ihat thc boy "read that verse again." The "verse" was read again. ..Ah! hm!" said the g ?eat mau in a loud voice. "Why do you pro? nounce lhat word massa-kcr?" The boy was silent. "It should bc pronounced massa kre,'1 continued the great man, with a patronizing smile. Thc boy remained quiet, but tho teacher finally spoke: '.Pardon, me, sir," she said, "but tiie fault is mine if the word was mis prouounccd. 1 have taught thc class lo pronounce it 'massa-ker.* " ..But why?" insisted the great mau, as a look of surprise was followed by a look of pain upon his hcuign fea? tures. "1 believe that Webster favors that pronunciation," said thc teacher, meekly. "Impossible," said the great man. The dictionary was brought, and the president of the school board turned over its leaves unlit he found the word. There was a breathless si? lence a? tie looked up. "I am astonished, madam," he said at la?t, "ihat Daniel Webster should have made such a mistake as that. "- [Har? per's Young People. Stampeding Oxen? "Many people who have been much OM the plaius in the ante-railroad days have seen stampedes of mules and horses,*' remarked L. T. Otero of Sauta Pe, to a group of friends at the Laclede, "but by far the worst stam? pede is that of terrified oxen. "When tliey are loose they will, if frightened, run over a precipice if it comes in their way, but if stampeded when hitched to wagons very few will es? cape. Once when on the Cimarr?n one of my ox teams became frightened, what at I never knew. The six oxen started off at breakneck speed, aud the contagion was imparted to two other teams. The men tried to stop them, but they might as well have tried to check a mountain torrent. Thc oxen went on right across the country, with the heavy wagons rat? tling at their heels, and ran until near? ly half of them fell dead from ex? haustion. 1 used to think that a blooded horse was the only animal that would run itself to death, but after my experience I learned that it was no uncommon thing for a fright? ened ox lo do/'-[St. Louis Post-Dis? patch. Not a Substitute. When orange marmalade was first introduced, il was quite extensively advertised as an "excellent substitute for butter." A New Haven fishwife seeing the advertisement thought she would try a jar of the article. Next morniug she presented herself to tho shopkeeper in a state of great wrath. "You auld villain!" she exclaimed; ?'what did ye mean by selling inc that stuff last nicht? I nceriy poisoned oor John wi't." i ??Hoo wos that, ma'am?" "Hoo wos that ? Did ye no say it was a substitute for butler ?" "Yes." j "Weel, then. I used some o't to fry j a bit of fish wP, and it made us a1 as sick as cuddies!"-[Tit-Bits. Strategy, Small Boy-Mamma wants you lo send her up two barrels of those apples she was lookin' at. Dealer-All right, sonny. "Say, couldn't you pour the two barrels into one big barrel?'' "Eh? What for?** "Then she couldn't get it lhron?!i the door of the lock closet."--[Goou News. Farmers in Marin County (Cal.) are complaining of a weed which tho cows cat and which gives a peculiar taste lo the milk, so much *o that in some districts thc milk is unpalatable. STRANGE STEALING. Queer Ways of Thieves Described by a New York Official. I _?__ One Chap Arrested 25 Times For Pilfering Coats. Davids. Web, who has been clerk and official stenographer of thc Court of Special Sessions in the New York Tombs Court since 1866, recalls in thc Sun of that city some interesting re minieccnes of peculiar and ingeuious forms of theft which have come under his observation during that time "The Court of Special Sessions? has tried more thau 150,000 cases," said Mr. Vitch, "during the twenty-six years that I have beeu conuected with if, and 1 have kept a record, with a ruuniug comment, of ail of them, some of which are peculiarly interest? ing. ??There was one disreputable-look? ing old mau, a wiry, keen old fellow with a pinched and shrunken face, who was brought up not less than tweuty-five times fer thc same offence. He was never known to steal auy thing but coats. He would hang around where a gaug of workingmen were paving the streets, and when they had laid aside their coats he would point to a particular one and say to some little fellow: "Oh, sonny, bring me my coat over here, will you?" and thc boy, thinking he was one of the work? men, would bring the coat to him. ??At Thanksgiving and Christmas the turkey thief plies his trade, iu which, by the way, he develops un? usual ingenuity. The most frequent case that has came up of this charac . ter is of the thief who carries a hooked pole on his shoulder, and as he passes a grocery store deftly captures his turkey,and whistling, j auntly swings ou by. It is more difficult now than formerly to work this racket, how? ever, as grocery men have learned to keep a sharp eye on the man with the pole. '?A number of cases have been brought to our notice of clever knaves who impersonate policemen and arrest defenceless peopie, and then extort from them all the money they can get. One man kept this up for months be? fore he was arrested, and worked the scheme in every part of the city. He would even let them off for fifty cents, or a quarter, if he was convinced that this was all he could wriug from them, and most people rather tuan have any trouble would pay him. He was al? ways particularly shrewd in selecting his victims. '?During public parades the shop thief is always ready to lake advan? tage of the excitement, and frequently j gets in his work in beau! i ful style. ! One man was arrested a number of times for stealing from a counter, at the same time purposely distracting the atteution of the shopkeeper. He was known to raise a great noise in the street, and then disappear in the crowd with a ham or a turkey. ??There is an old Greek who keeps a small store on Duane street who has developed great skiil in appropriating whatever is brought into the store, replacing it with something of inferior value. Oniy yesterday two girls went into the store carrying a basket con? taining a conple of chickens; upon leaving they discovered that the bas? ket was much lighter, and upon in? vestigation found that their good chickens had been exchanged for scrawny dies. ??The stage thief, I believe, has been written up a number of times. He confines his operations to the Fifth avenue stage. He always chances to get a seat next to the nickel box, and politely oilers to accommodate passen? gers by placing their fare iu the box. He is a very suave gentleman, and al? ways manages iusicad to let the money drop into his pocket." Foot-Binding in China. Still further proof that the Chinese woman is not a labor-bu ide ned slave we find in the custom of fool-binding. This heathenish attempt to improve on God's best work of creation i6 said by one tradition to have begun wi?h P'an Fei, a eoncubiue of the Cn'i dy? nasty, 501 A. D., and by another lo havebeguu with Ya* Ntang, a beauti? ful concubine of the last emperor of the Southern Tatty dynasty, 075 A. D., whose feet were "cramped in the sem? blance of a new moon." Tr.Klition also says that it originated with a beautiful princess who hail club-feet, and by resorting to this method com- j plctely concealed her deformity. Still another tradition says it was resorted to by a crusty husband lo keep his ? wife from "going a-gadding," and as it worked so well, it was resorted to by oilier?, until, becoming a fashion, j it was adopted by ail. Wherever the citetom may have originated, it is but ? little worse than thc cns lom of ladies ! lacins in civilized countries, :.ud adds as little in beauty to the pcrsou on j whom it is practised. The best evi j deuce attributes it to Yus Niaug. j The evils of foot-biuding -as, in I deed, the evils of anything that inter* I feres with the natural development of I what God pronounced good-could not perhaps bc exaggerated, but the pain counected with it might be, and perhaps has. been. There is paiu, great pain, when the feet are first bouud; but if we judge from what wc see about us every day, namely, j iittle girls at play, and little begger- ! girls running after tis on the street ! i kegging for a cash-for the beggars j j bind their feet- we are compelled to j gay ihut il looks as it' thc jain con- ; I nee-ed with it not severe. lt is ? { perhaps somewhat ?itu i lat' to that con- . necieil with thc straightening ol' a cub-foot: and ns th?' bauchiges are! not taken oil at night, lhere is per- j haps not much mere nain suffered ; i from it during a whole lifetime than that suffered by our ladies who wear tight boots. While we would not exaggerate the pains of foot-bindiug, it is only just to say that nothing can be said iu its favor. It no doubt adds to the wo? man's beauty in the eyes of the Chinese, for it j? an all but universal custom, but it fakes away all her grace of movement and much of her usefulness. She is compelled to walk on her heels, her knees being entirety stiff*. It impairs lier usefulness es? pecially among the country people, for she helps to plant and harvest the grain ; but as a mother, which is her principal business, it matters little whether she can walk or not. In? deed, wealthy ladies usually have a woman on each side of them to sup? port them ; though this is the result of fashion as much as of weakucss. [Harpers Bazar. Whims. Children are supposed to be the most whimsical creatures in the world, and yet there have been grown men who were quite as much so as any child that ever lived. The writer knows a little girl who cannot go to sleep unless she has a piece of rubber held between her thumb and fore? finger, which some persons cousider to be whimsical iu the extreme; but what have these to say of Haydn, one of the greatest of composers of music, who could not put two notes together until he had dressed himself iu his best suit and had his hair powdered, and who declared that without a cer? tain diamond ring, the gift of Freder? ick ll. of Prussia, on his finger, he could not begin to work, since he could not summon a single idea into his head? Other composers have been equally whimsical Of Cluck it is said that when he felt himself iu a humor to compose he had his piano-forte carried into a beautiful meadow, where, with a bottle of champagne on either side of him, he was able to do justice to his muse. Another writer of music, Sarti, could compose only iu a dark room, lit by a single candle. This peculiar? ity 6howed itself in his work, for most of it indicates that he was a man of gloomy imagination. The best work of Paisielio was com? posed while that genius was in bed; and Sacchini declared that he uuver had any moments of inspiration except when his two favorite cats were sit? ting one upon each shoulder.-[Har? pers Bazar. Wonders of Olden Times. Nineveh was fourteen miles long and eight miles wide, the whole city surrounded by a wall 100 feet high, so thick as to furnish ample room for three chariots to be driven abreast around the top. Babylon was fifty miles witliiu the walls, which were seventy-five feet thick and of the same height as those of Nineveh. This mouster wall had twelve openings or gates., which were closed by enormous brass shutters every evenin? at sun? down. The Temple of Diana at Ephesus, which was about au even hundred years in building, was 460 feet to the first support of thc roof. The largest of the pyramids was origi? nally 481 feet high and 853 on the sides, the base covering eleven acres. The stones, which are in 208 layers, average sixty feet in length. One ac? count says that 350,000 worked for twenty years in fashioning the Titanic pile. The famous "Labyrinth of Egypt0 contained 300 rooms or cham? bers and twelve hails. Thebes, Egypt, at the present time, presents ruins twenty-seven miles in circumference. The remains of many of the buildings, such as columns, arches, etc., are of such gigantic size that no known mod? ern machiuery would be equal to the task of taking them dowu, to say nothing of putting them in their pres? ent positions.- [St Louis Republic. Statistics of Statesmen. In 1 he House of Representatives the man with the longest name is Archi? bald llendetsou Arrington Williams of North Carolina. The heaviest man is John W. Rife of Pennsylvania. A special chair is provided for his use. The handsomest man is Ailan Cath? cart Durborrow, Jr., of Illinois. The homlicst man is William F. Parrctt of Indiana. The oldest man is Eduard Scull of Pennsylvania. He was boru in 1818. The youngest man is Joseph W. Bailey of Texas. He was born Octo? ber 6, 1863. The best dressed man is Henry H. Bingham of Pennsylvania. The wittiest man is Thomas Brack? en Reed of Maine, The tallest man is Newton Martin Curtin of New York. His height is 6 feet 6 inches. The shortest mau is John R. Fel? lows of New York. The thinnest man is James D. Rich? ardson of Tennessee. The richest man is Jehu L. Mitchell of Wisconsin. His wealth is esti? mated at from $25,000,000 io $35, 000,000. The best story teller is John M. Al? len of Mississippi. - [Washington Post. Why He Left. Big Sister-1 don't sec why Mr. Nicefello should have left so early this evening. Little Brother-I gue*s he went home lo couut his money. "Count his money?" "Of course. I told him you wa9 wondering how much he had." [Cood News. Thc number of papers iu London far exceeds i he number in New York Citv.