The Exeter Advocate, 1897-3-4, Page 7SOAR LIKE A SERAPH
WHICH IS SVVIFT, ASPIRING, RADI-
ANT AND BUOYANT.
Hee. Dr. Talmage Preaches Upon an Ex-
alted Theme, but He Makes It Practical
and Eseful—The Rustle of Pinions—Di-
vine Velocity.
Washington, Feb. 28.—In this discourse
D. Talmage takes a most exalted theme
and makes it practical and useful to the
last degree. The subject is "Whigs of
Seraphim," and the text is Isaiah vi, 2,
"With twain he covered his face, and
with twain he covered his feet, and
with twain he did fly."
In a hospital of leprosy good King
Uzziah had died and the whole land was
shadowed with solemnity,and theological
and phophetio Isaiah was thinking about
religions things, as one is apt to do in
time of great national bereavement, and,
forgetbing the presence of his wife, and
two sons, who made up his family, he
has a dremn, not like the dreams of
ordinary character, which generally come
from indigestion, but a vision most in-
seructive and under the touch of the hand
of the Almighty.
The place, the ancient temple; build-
ing grand, awful, majestic. Within that
temple a throne higher and grander than
that occupied by any czar or sultan or
emperor. On that throne the eternal
Christ, In lines, surreundirig that throne,
the brightest celestials, not the cherubim,
but higher than they, the most eaquisite
and radiant of the ht evenly inhabitants
—the seraphim, They are called burners
because they look like the. Lips of fire,
eyes ot fire, feet of fire. In addition to the
features and the limbs, whieh suggest a
human being, there are pinions, which
suggest the lithest, the swiftest, the most
buoyant and the most aspiring of all un-
intelligent creation, a bird. Each seraph
had six wings, each two of the wings for
a different purpose. Isaiah's dream
quivers and flashes with these pinions.
Now folded, now spread., now beaten in
locomotion. "With twain he covered his
feet, with twain her covered his face, and
with twain he did fly."
Unamagi ned Celeri ty.
The probability is that them wines were
not all used at once. The seraph standing
there near the thronenverwhelmed at the
insignificance of the paths his feet had
trodden as compared with the paths trod-
den by the feet of God, and. with the
lameness of his locomotion, amounting
almost to decrepitude as compared with
the divine velocity, with feathery veil of
angelic modesty hides the feet. "With
twain he did cover the feet."
Standing there, ov.erpowered by the
overmatehing splendors of God's glory
and utable longer -with the eyes to look
upon them and wishing those eyes
shaded from the insufferable glare-, the
pinions gather over the countenance.
"With twain he did cover the face."
Then, as God tells this seraph to go to
the Sarthese outpost of immensity on
message of light and love and joy and
get back before the first anthem, 1 does
not take the seraph a great while to
Spread , himself upon the air with un-
linagined celerity, one stroke of the wing
equal to 10,000 leagues of air. "With
.wain he did fly."
The most practical and useful lesson
for you and. me—when we see the seraph
spreading his wines over the feet—is the
lesson of humilitiat imperfection. .The
brightest angels of God are so fax be-
neath God. that he charges them with
folly. The seraph so fax beneath God,
and we so fax beneath the seraph in ser-
vice, we ought to be plunged. in
utter and complete. Our feet, how lag-
gard they have been in the divine service!
Our feet, how many missteps they have
taken! Our feet, in how many paths of
worldliness and folly they have walked!
Neither God nor seraph intended. to put
any dishonor upon that which is one of
the masterpieces of Almighty God—the
human foot. Physiologist and anatomist
are overwhelmed at the wonders of its
organization. "The Bridgewater Treat-
ise," written by Sir Charles Bell, on the
wisdom and goodness of God as illus-
trated in the human hand, was a result
of the $10,000 bequeathed in the last will
and testae:I:tent of the Earl of Bridgewater
for the encouragement of Christian liter-
ature. The world could afford to forgive
his eccentricities, though he had two
dogs seated at his table and though he
put six dogs alone in an equipage drawn
by four horses and attended by two foot-
men. With his large bequest inducing Sir
Charles Bell to write so valuable a book
on the wisdom of God in the structure of
the human hand, the world could afford
to forgive his oddities. And the world
could now afford to have another Earl of
Bridgewater, however idiosyncratic, if
he would induce some other Sir Charles
Bell to write a book on the wisdom and
goodness of God in the construction of
the human foot. The articulation of its
bones, the lubrication of its joints, the
gracefulness of its lines, the thgenuity of
Is cartilages, the delicacy of its veins,
the rapidity of its nauseular contraction,
thipensitiveness of its nerves.
Apostrophe to the Foot.
I sound the praises of the human foot.
With that we halt or climb or march. It
Is the foundation of the, physical fabric.
It is the base of a God poised column.
With it the warrior braces himself for
battle. With it the orator plants himself
for eulogium. With it the toiler reaches
his work. With 1 the outraged stamps
his indignation. Its loss an irreparable
disaster. Its health an invaluable equip-
ment. If you want to know its value, ask
the man whose foot paralysis hath shriv-
elled, or machinery hath crushed, or sur-
geon's knife hath amputated. The Bible
honors it. Especial care, "Lest thou dash
thy foot against a stone," "He will not
suffer thy foot to be moved." "Thy feet
shall not stumble." Especial charge,
"Keep thy foot when thou goest to the
house of God." Especial peril, "Their
feet shall slide in due time." Clonnected
with the world's dissolution "He shall
set one foot on the sea and the other on
the earth."
Give me the history of your foot, and I
will give you the history of your lifetime.
Tell me up what steps it hath gone,
down what declivities and in what roads
and in what directions, and I will know
more about you than I want to know.
None of us could endure the scrutiny.
Our feet not always in paths of God,
sometimes in paths of worldliness. Our
feet a divine and glorious inachinez7 for
usefulness and work, so often making
roisateps, so often going in the wrong
direction. God knowing every step, the
patriarch saying, "Thou settest a print
on the beels of my feet." Crimes of the
hand, crimes of the tongue, crimes of the
eye, crimes of the ear not worse than
crimes of the foot. Oh, we want the
wings of humility to cover the feet!
Ought we not to go into self abnegation
before the all searching, all serutinizing,
all trying eye of God? The seraphs do.
How much more we? "With twain he
covered the feet."
All this talk about the dignity of hu-
man nature is braggadocio and sin. Our
nature started at the hand. of God regal,
but it has been pauperized. There is a
well in Belgium ,which once had very
pure water, and it was stoutly masoned
with stene and briok, but that well
afterward became the center of the battle
of Waterloo. At the opening of the battle
the soldiers, with their sabers, compelled
the gardeuer, William von Kylsorn, to
draw water out of the well for them, and
it was very pure water. But the battle
raged, and 800 dead and half dead were
flung into the well for quick and easy
burial, so that the well of refreshment
became the well of deeth, and long after
people looked down into the well, and
they saw the bleached skulls, but no
water. So the human soul was a well of
good, but the arm1s of sin have fought
around 1 and fought across 1 and been
slain, and it has become a well of skele-
tons. Dead hopes, dead resolutions, dead
opportunities, dead ambitions. An aban-
doned well artless Christ shallreopen and
purify and fill it as the well of Belgium
never was. Unclean, unclean.
Relic Vandals.
Another seraphic posture in the text,
"With twain he covered the face." That
means reverence Godwarcl. Never so
much irreverence abroad in the world as
to -day. You see 1 in the defaced stator-
ary, in the cutting out of figures from
fine paintings, in the chipping of mono-
raents for a memento, in the fact that
military guard must stand at the grave
of Lincoln and Garfield, and that old
shade trees must be cut down fax lire -
wood, though 500 George P. Aforrises
beg the woodmen to spare the tree, and
that calls a corpse a cadaver, and that
speaks of death as goiog over to the
xuajority and substithes for the reverend
terms father and mother "the old man."
and "the old roman," and finds nothing
impressive in the ruins of Battlbea or the
columns of Karnac, and sees no differ-
ence in the Sabbath from other days
except 1 allows more dissipation, and
reads the Bible in what is called. higher
criticism, making ie not the word of God,
but a good book with some fine things
in 1. Ireeverence never so much abroad.
How many take, the name of God in
vain, how many trivial things said. about
the Almighty! Not willing to have God
in the world, they roll up an idea of
seatimentelity and humanitarianism and
impudence and imbecility and call 1
God. No wings of reverence over the
face, no taking off of shoes on holy
ground. You can tell from the way they
talk they could. have Blade a better world
than this, and that the God of the Bible
shocks every sense of propriety. They
talk of the love of God in a way that
shows you they believe it does not make
any difference how bad a man 1 here he
will come in at the shining gate. They
talk of the love of God in a way which
shows you they think 1 is a general jail
delivery for all the abandoned and the
scoundrelly of the universe. No punish-
ment hereafter fax any wrong clone here,
The Bible gives two descriptions of
God, and they are just opposite, and they
are both true. In one place the Bible
says God 1 love. In another place the
Bible says God is a consuming fire. The
explanation 1 plain as plain can be. God.
through Christ is love. God out of Christ
is fire. To win the ono and to escape the
other we have only to throw ourselves,
body, mind and soul, into Christ's keep-
ing. "No," says irreverence, "I want no
atonement; I want no pardon; I want no
intervention. I will go up and. face God,
and I will challenge him, and I will defy
him, and I will ask him what be wants
to do with me." So the finite confronts
the Infinite, so a tack hammer trios to
break a thunderbolt, so the breath of
hinnan nostrils defies the everlasting
God, while the hierarchs of heaven bow
the head and bend the knee as the King's
chariot goes by, and the archangel torns
away because he cannot endure the splen-
dor, and the chorus of all the empires of
heaven comes in with full diapason,
"Holy, holy, holy!"
Reverence.
Reverence for sham, reverence fax the
old. merely because it is old, reverence
for stupidity, however learned, reverence
for incapacity, however finely inaugura-
ted, I have none. But we want more
reverence for God, more reverence for the
sacraments, more reverence for the Bible,
more reverence for the pure, more rever-
ence for the good. Reverence a character-
istic of all great natures. You. hear it in
the roll of the master oratorios. You see
it in the Rephaels and Titiaaas and
Ghirlandaios, You study it in the archi-
tecture of the .A.holiabs and Christopher
Wrens. Do not be flippant about God.
Do not joke about death. Do not make
fun of the Bible. Do not deride the
Eternal. The brightest and mightiest
seraph cannot look unabashed upon him.
Involuntarily the wings come up. "With
twain he covered his face."
Who is this God before whom the ar-
rogant and intractable refuse reverence?
There was an engineer of the name of
Strasiorates who was in the employ of
Alexander the Great, and he offered to
hew a mountain in the shape of his Inas-
ter, the emperor, the enormous figure to
hold in the left hand a city of 10,000 in-
habitants while with the right hand it
Was to hold a basin large enough to col-
lect all the mountain torrents. Alexander
applauded him fax his ingenuity, but for-
bade the enterprise because of its costli-
ness. Yet I have to tell you that our
.King holds in one hand all the cities of
the earth and all the oceans, while he
has the stars of heaven for his tiara.
Earthly power goes from hand to hand,
from Henry I to Reny II and Henry III,
from Charles I to Charles II, from Louis
to Louis II and Louis III, but from
everlasting to everlasting is God. God the
first,. God the last, God the only. He has
one telescope, with which he sees every-
thing—his omniscience. He has one
bridge with which he crosses everything
—his onitipresence. He has one'hammer,
with which he builds everything—his
osnnipotence. Put two tablespoonfuls of
water in the palm of your hand and it
will overflow, but Isaiah indicates that
God puts the Atlantic and the Pacifloana
the Arctic and the Antartic and the
Mediterranean and the Black sea and all
the waters of the earth in the hollow of
his hand. The fingers the beach on one
side, the wrist the reach on the other.
"He holdeth the water in the hollow of
his hand."
A Measure of the Earth.
As you take a pineh of sal or powder
between your thumb and two fingers, so
tseiala indicates God hikes up the earth.
He measures the dust of the earth, the
original there indicted tig that God takes
all the dust of it I I ti le co ti i t. cs be-
tween the th lU IAVO lin
wrap around your 11,inc1 blue rini,on
live times, ten times. You say it is five
handbreadths, or it is ten handbreadths.
So indicates the prophet God winds the
blue ribbon of the sky around his band.
"He meteth out the heavens with a
span," You know that balances are made
of a bean suspended in the middle with
two basins at the extremity of equal heft.
In that way what vast heft has been
weighed. But what are all the balances
of earthly manipulation ooinpared with
the balances that :Isaiah saw sospeaded
when be saw God putting info the settles
the Alps and the Apennines and Mount
Washington and the Sierra Nevadas. You
see the 'earth had to be ballasted. , It
would net do to have too touch weight
in Europe, or too Much weight in Asia,
Or too inuele weight in Africa or in AMer-
ice, so when God made the mountains
he weighed them. The Bible distinotly
says 50. God knows the weight of the
great ranges that cross the coatinerits,
the tons, the pounds avoirdupois, the
ounces, the grams, the milligrams—just
how much they weighed then, and just
how much they weigh now. "He weighed
the mountains in scales and the bills in
a balanoe." Oh, what a God to run
againstl OJi, what a Clod to disobey! Oh,
what a God to dishonor! Oh, what a
God to defy! The brightest, the inightie
est angel takes no familiarity with God.
The wings of reverence are lifted.
"With twain he covered the face."
Another seraphic posture in the text.
The seraph nmst not always stand still.
He must move, and it must be without
clumsiness, There must be celebrity and
beauty in the Movement. "With twain
he did fly." Correction, exhilaration.
Correction at our slow gait, for we only
crawl in the service when we ought to
fly at the divine bidding. Exhilaration
in the fact that the soul has wings, as
the seraphs bave wings, What 1 a wing?
An bastrument of locomotion. They may
not be like seraphs' wing, they may not
he like birds' wing, but the soul has
w ags. God says so, He shall mount up
.on wings as eagles." We are mule in the
divine imagine, and God has wings, The
13ible says so. "Healing in his wings."
"Maier the shadow of his wings." Under.
whose wings hast thou come to trust."
The soul, with folded wing now, wounded
wing, broken wing, bleeding wing, caged
wing. Aye, I have 1 now! Caged within
bars of bone and under curtains of ile,sh,
but one day to be free. I hear the rustle
of pinions in Seagrave's poem, which we
sometimes sing
Rise, any soul, and stretch thy wings.
I hear the rustle of pinions in Alex-
ander Pope's stanza, whore he says:—
I Mount, I fly.
o death, where is thy victory?
.A. dying Christian not long ago cried
out, "Wings, wings, wings!" The air is
full of them, coming andgoing, corning
and going. You have seen how the dull,
sluggieh chrysalis becomes the bright
butterfly—the dull and the stupid and
the lethargic: turned into the alert and
the beautiful. Well, my friends, in this
world we are in the chrysalid state.
Death will unfurl the wings. Oh, if we
could only realize wlitat a grand thing it
will be to get rid of this old clod of the
body and mount the heavens!Neither sea
gull nor lea., nor albatross nor falcon
nor condor, pitching from highest range
of Andes, so buoyant or so majestic of
stroke.
See the eagle in the mountain nest? It
looks so sick' so ragged feathered, so
worn -oat andso half asleep. Is that eagle
dying? No. The ornithologist will tell
you it is the molting season with that
bird. Not dying, but molting. You see
that Christi= sick and weary and worn
out and seeming about to expire on what
is called his deathbed? The world says he
is dying, I say it is the molting season
for his soul—the body dropping away,
the celestial pinions coining on. Not dy-
ing, but molting Molting out of dark-
ness and sin and struggle into glory and
into God. Why do you hot shout? Why
do you sit shivering at the thought of
death and trying to hold back and wish-
ing you could stay here forever and speak
of departure as though the subject were
filled with the skeletons and the varnish
of Coffins and as though you preferred
lame foot to swift eying?
Oh, people of God, let us stop playing
the fool and prepare for rapturous flight.
When your soul stands on the verge of
this life and. threre axe vast precipices
beneath and sapphired domes above,
which way will you fly? will you swoop,
or will you soar? Will you ay downward,
or will you fly ataward? Everything on
the wing this day bidding us aspire.
Holy Spirit on the wind Angel of the
New Covenant on the wing. Time on the
wing, flying away from us. Eternity on
the wing, flying toward us. Wings,
wings, wings!
Live so near to Christ that when you
are dead. people standing by your lifeless
body will not soliloquize, saying; "What
a disappointment life was to him; how
averse he was to departure; what a pity
it was he had to die; what an awful cal-
amity.'" Rather, standing there, may
they see a sign more vivid on your still
face than the vestiges of pain, something
that will indicate that it was a happy
exit—the clearance from oppressive quar-
antine, the cast off chrysalid, the molting
of the faded and the useless and the
ascent from malarial valleys to bright,
shining mountain tops, and be led to
say, as they stand there contemplating
your humility and your reverence in lile
and your hapPiness in death, "With
twain he covered the feet, with twain he
covered the face, with twain he did fly."
Wings, wings, wings!
He Knew Tennyson. .
Lord Tennyson was a subject of won-
der to many couutry people. His slouched
hat shocked their ideas of propriety, and
his long cloak invested him with a kind
of supernatural mystery.
That they had rather vague ideas of
his occupation is illustrated by the an-
swer of a Freshwater lad to a lady who
asked if he knew Mr. Tennyson.
"Yes," he replied, "he makes poets for
the Queen."
"What do you moan?"
"I don't know wlaat they means, but
p'licemen sees him walking about a -mak-
ing of 'ern under the stars."
Bish.up Wilberforce states that when
walking one day near Aldworth, where
Tennyson had a reeidence, he met a
laboring man, froxn whom 1 occurred to
him to draw some opinion of the poet.
"Mr. Tennyson lives here, does he
not?" was his first remark.
"Yes, he does."
"He is a great inan?"
"Well, I don't well know wbat you
call great. But he otly keeps one man-
servant, and he doesn't sleep in the
house la—London Answers.
tibe Would.
MISS Yellowleaf—I'd. just like to see
any man kiss me I
MIs Rosebud—What a hopeless ambi-
tion!
A WOMAN CONSTABLE.
The Does Her Work as a Man Doot Ws
The Pet or the Force.
The new woman has broken out in a
new spot. This time it 1 the constabul-
ary of the the city of Allegheny, Pa.,
which she has invaded. MIs Florence
Klotz can scarcely be called, even a wo-
man constable, though for she is only 18
years old. But she's a constable all right.
She serves warrants, summonses and
subpoenas with all the authority and
determination of a male minion of the
law. MIs Klotz's father is an alderman,
whose regular constable was an old man
who had an inconvenient way of being
sick or invisible when he was wanted
fax duty. On one of these occasions,
about two months ago, the despairing
alderman pressed his daughter into sea.
vice. That settled the matter. The girl
constable proved to be the pluckiest,
quickest, most reliable one in town. Her
very first mission was to serve a subpoena
on a fanner living four miles out of
town. Miss Florence put on her bloom-
ers, mounted her wheel and went after
her man. When she came back, tired,
muddy, but triumphant, she found a
crowd in front of her father's office to
welcome her.
"I served them, papa," she exclaimed,
and then, womanlike, she cried, even
though she was a constable.
She says she would rather deal with
100 men than with 10 women. The wo-
naen think 1 is a joke, but the men
think that the law must be obeyed even
xf 1 1 embodied in an 18 -year-old girl.
Before she went into the constabulary
she wheeled, through Allegheny county
getting trade fax her father's candy fac-
tory, Next suminer she and her sister
will ride a tandem, geared to 68, on the
same errand. She is described as slight
and handsome, with raven black hair and
snapping black eyes,
In one ease Miss Klotz acted as coons
seior as well as constable. A butcher had
kicked In the door when be found his
hallway locked up by the baker who,
with his family, occupied the rest of the
house. The locking was by order of the
landlord, who demanded that it be done
at 10 p. ea. The butcher was sued for
malicious mischief. Miss Klotz brought
her mats to court, also served a, score of
subpoenas for witnesses, arranged the
details of the hearing, cross extunined the
witnesses, and finally had the ease dis-
missed on her recommendation that each
of the parties be furnished with keys.
The costs were divided, and the .young
lawyer -constable smiled with delight as
she counted over her share.
The only unruly case she has run
across was a youngster of 14 who refused
to go with her, She took the dileinma by
the horns and the boy by the collar,
tripped him op, and with a handy copy
of 'Pilgrim's Progress" administered a
series of businesslike blows where they
would do the most good. and lecl him
weeping to court. et little jeweled revolver
is her only weapon. It was presented. to
her by a big constable who was filled
with admiration of her pluck. She says
that she doesn't know what she would
do if she ran against an ugly customer,
but she declares, with a snap of her black
eyes, that she would get him. She 1 the
pet of the municipal force, and if she
ever sent word for help the entire retinue
of clerics, heads of departments and un-
derlings would turn out to the rescue of
Constable Florence.—St. Louis Globe -
Democrat.
A. Itrute of a Husband.
The native tendency of women to gad
aboue is variously repressed in different
ages and couutries. In China their feet
are early put in bandages, compressing
them to a point where locomotion is
attended with extremely difficulty. In
other eastern countries they are shut up
in hennas and. guarded by large and
limitary eunuchs. In Africa they are fed
to a point of pinguidity which makes them
practically immovable. The North Amer-
ican Indian handicaps his wife with all
the impedimenta of the family, includ-
ing her papoose. Everywhere restraint is
laid on her against her naturally fugitive
and mobile tendencies. In all these ex-
pedients there 1 a certain measure of
oppression and cruelty, but none of
them equals in this respect the device of
a St. Louis husband who tied a mouse
on the box containing his wife's new
bonnet and thus kept her a prisoner at
home fax ten days. She was ultimately
xestored to her freedom by the captain
of the precinct, who brought around the
stationhouse cat and a warrant fax the
arrest of the cruel husband. His diaboli-
cal ingenuity is not unlikely to incite
imitation here and there among the more
unfeeling plan of spouses incapable of
recognizing the fact that to the female
apprehension the domestic Mouse is an
object of more terror than the sea mon-
ster of Perseus or the dragon of St.
George OP an army with banners.—New
York Tribune.
A Scotch Examination.
A friend who is just now engaged upon
the Cambridge local examination, in the
course of which he has looked over 7,500
geography papers, sends me, says a cor-
respondent of The Scotsman, emne flow-
ers culled from a mostly arid waste. On
the subject of monsoons the young peo-
ple are exceptionally erudite. "Mon-
soons," writes one, "are the natives of
Australia. They have no calves." "Mon-
soons," writes another, with fuller know-
ledge and at greater length, "are a
mountain range. They are inhabited by
the funniest people in the world, who
have about six heads and no eyes. They
are cannibals and feed on their fathers
and brothers and spend a dreary life, do-
ing absolutely nothing." Asked to des-
cribe the position of Armenia, a small
boy writes: "Armenia is between the
Ufrates and the Tigress' —a way of put-
ting it that seems to suggest flotation
through the small head of the echo of the
phrase about being "between the devil
and the deep sea." "Armenia belongs to
Russia" writes another authority, "and
the massacres of Christians are now be-
ing carried on there." The "and the" is
delicious.
Strangers in Faris.
Figaro complains that Paris is quite
without strangers. The big hotels and
restaurants are almost empty. The rich
Euglishaten, Germans, .Austrians and
Russians are nowhere to be seen. Only
tho Belgians remain true to "the heart
of the world." This is attributed partly
to the reaction after the great outlay for
Christanas and New Year's and after the
brilliant fetes fax the czar. But Figaro
considers the evil state of affairs to be
due principally to the fat that the
numerous travelers to the Riviera from
Germany, Austria, and Russia, who form-
erly passed threugh Paris, now use the
new direct lightning express" from
Vienna, Berlin and Ste Petersburg.
BENEFIT OF ATHLETICS.
Opinions of 'University Presidents as to
Their Value to St udeats.
Three university presidents have re-
eently given public expression to the
opinion that general athletics in modera-
tion are of great benefit to the t tudent
body and of questionable value if carried
to excess.
There is no new light revealed in this
opinion nor is the statement applicable
to athletics oniy. It has equal pertinence
to any branch of human endeavor. But
it suggests the thought that there would
be less occasion for disquietude if college
faculties addressed themselves to internal
remedies rather than to public bulletins.
The physician who stops short with a
diagnosis of a case gives no relief to the
sufferer. We have had before us the
analysis of the athletic situation for cer-
tainly the past five years, , and the best
skill obtainable continuously employed
administering such medicine as the
disease seemed to require and the, patient
could endure. If the highest skill in
university life has not been enlisted, it
was not for want of seeking or because
authority vvas lacking had. the inclination
to offer its advice been stirring. •
In approaching this ethietic question
two faots must be accepted as a basis fax
present discussion and an earnest of the
f u t u re possibilities :—
Firs t—Wholesomely conducted athletics
are proved by experience and. universally
acknowledged by all intelligent men to
be beneficial to the human race.
Seeond—Each year of the last five has
shown au emphatic. improvement over the
preceding one in the provisions of rules,
in healthful management and in the
education of the partieipants along the
lines of spore for sport's sake.
If any one can support with evidence a
denial of these facts, I should be glad to
give him the freedom of this department.
Meanwbils athletics in general, and
football in particular, have been bitteely
assailed. by met who because of ignorance
could not, or, because ot bigoted preju-
dice would not, reeognize their merit.
There has been on exhibition a tendency
to damn athletics because of their evils
rather than save their good by a correc-
tion of those evils. Logically carried out
it all departments of lite, where evould
such a policy land us. I wonders Mean-
while, too, the belief in wholesome
sport, wholesomely conducted, has re-
mainea unshaken.—Elarper's Weekly,
New Color Pbotography.
If reports just received from Paris are
to be trusted, the problem of photography
In colors, upon which so many skilled
and learned photographers have been
working fax years, has at last been solved
by two French scientists, M. Villedieu
Chassage, who developed a process sug-
gested by Dr. _Adrian Miehel Dawn. The
inethod 1 a simpits and inexpensive one.
A negative is taken on a gelatin plate
which has been treated with a $olution
of certain salts, fax the present kept
secret. The negative 1 developed and
fixed in the ordinary way, and looks like
any other negative. From it a positive is
printed on sensitized paper or on a gela-
tin lathe if a transparency is desired,
plate or paper having previously been
treated with the unknown solution, The
positive looks exactly like an ordinary
photographic) print or transparency and
shows no trace of color. It 1 then washed
over with three colored solutions, blue,
green and red, and 1 takes up in suces-
sion the appropriate color in the appro-
priate parts, the combinations of the
colors giving all varieties of tint. Thus,
iu a landscape the trees take on various
huee of green, the sky becoxnes blue, the
flowers show their proper colors, the
bricks and tiles of the houses are red,
and so on. In a portrait flesh tints come
out well, and the different colors of the
costume are accurately given. The gen-
eral appearance of the picture is that of
a colored. photograph. Looked at from a
distance 1 would be taken fax one. In-
speeted under a high magnifying
power it 1 seen that the colors follow
the detail in a manner hardly possible
tor hand work.—New York Tilnes.
Tile Devil's Corkscrew.
The geologists who have been in con-
vention In Washington were interested to
the point of excitement in certain gigan-
tic fossils fetched from Nebraska by Pro-
fessor E. H. Barbour. There are lots of
them in that state, where they are popu-
larly known as "devil's corkscrews." In
Sioux county they may be seen project-
ing from the sides of cliffs. In the ag-
gregate • there are millions of them.
Scientists are puzzled to tenow what the
strange thing are—whether they should
be referred to the animal, the vegetable
or inineral kingdom.
These freaks are otherwise lettown as
"fossil twisters." They are of enormous
size, sometimes measuring 40 feet, but
the most remarkable thing about them is
the symmetry of their structure, which
is absolutely mathematical. As weathered
out from the cliffs they are always per-
pendicular.
What are they? As to this there are
several theories. Some think they are
fossil gopher holes—the underground.
homes of rodents related to modern
gophers, which lived perhaps 2,000,000
years ago. Another theory is that geysers
made them, another that lightning
caused them, but Professor Barbour is
certain that they are fossil plants and
that they grew, great forests of them, in
water ages and ages ago.—New York
Journal.
The Demand for Thermometers.
A dealer in thermometers said that
under ordinary conditions the sales of
thermometers were about 10 per cent.
greater In winter than in summer. There
were more people and more buyers in
town in winter, and he thought, too,
that people were more interested in the
temperature of winter weather than in
that of summer. If there should be a
prolonged spell of very hot weather in
summer, the sale of thermometers would
increase enough to make it equal with
the usual sale in winter. .A. like cold
spell in winter, however, would. increase
the sale in that season, so that take it
altogether the average sale of thermome-
ters was greater in winter than in sum-
mer.—New 'York Sun.
An Interesting Man.
In some respebts the most interesting
contractor in the world is Lorin Farr,
the man who has helped to build six
Mormon temples—those at Kirtland, O.;
Nauvoo, Ill.; St. George. Utah; Logan
and Manti and, greatest of all, the snag-
nificent Sat Lake temple, which oust
millions of dollars. Mr. Farr is 77 years
old, a native of Vermont and a devout
Mormon. He has a strong, rugged face,
with a fine "Galway fringe" of whiskers,
In 1868 and 1869 he built 200 miles of
the Central Pacific road on the stretoh
between Ogden and a point near Hum-
boldt Wells.
TWO MONTHS TO LIVE
THAT WAS WHAT A. DOCTOR TOLD
HR. DAVID MOORE.
The Remarkable Experience of One Whe
Was an Invalid ror Tears --Six Doctor*
Treated Rim without Benefit -alto owes
His Renewed Health to Following eh
Friend's Advice.
From the Ottawa journal.
Mr. David Moore is a well known. and
much esteemed farmer living in the
county of Carleton, some six miles from
the village of atichraond. Mr. Moore has
been an invalid. for some years, and
physicians failed to agree as to his ail-
ment Not only this but their treatment
failed to restore hbxz to health.. Mx.
Moore gives the following account of his
illness and eventual restoration to health.
He says: "My first sickness came on me
when I was 61) years of age. Prior to that
I had always been a strong and healthy
man, I had a bad. cough and was grow-
ing weak and in bad health generally.
went to North Gower to consult a doctor
who after examining me said, Mr. Moore
I am very sorry to tell you that your
case is very. serious, so much so that I
doubt if you ean live two months. Be
said my trouble was a combination of
asthma and bronchitis, and he gave me
tome medicine and some leaves to smoke
which he said might relieve me. I toot
neither because I felt sure I had neither
trouble he said, and that he did not no.
derstand my ease. Two days later I went
to Ottawa and consulted one of the most
prominent playsleians there. He gave a
thoreugh examination and pronounced
my ailment heart trouble, and said I was
liable in my preseut condition to drop
dead at any moment. I decided to remaixs
in the city for some time and underge
his treatment. Ho wrote a few lines on a
piece of paper giving my name and place
of residence and trouble, to carry in my
pocket in ease I should die suddenly. 1
did not seem to be getting any better
nosier the treatment and floaliy left the
city determined to consult a doctor nearer
home. I was again examined and the
idea that I had heart disease was scouted,
the doetor saying there Was many a Irian
followng the plow whose heart was in a
worse shape than mine. I remained
under the, treatment of this doetor for a
lortg tinge but got no better. Then my
case was made worse by an attack of la
grippe, which left behbad it a terrible pain
in my neck and ehouiders. Thie became
so severe that I could not raise my head
from my pillow without putting my
head to it aud lifting it up. I doctored
oa. until 1 was trying my sixth doctor,
and insteai of getting better was getting
worst.. The last doctor I had advised me
to wait until the beat of summer was
over vhen he would blister me for the
paths in my bad( and shouldere, whicb
be felr sure would relieve it. I was on
my way to Richmond to undergo this
blistering when I met Mr. Geo. Argue,
of North Gower. who told me of the won-
derful mire lir. Williams' Pink Pills had
wrought in lem, and advised me strong-
ly to try them. I went On to Richmond,
but heaved of going to the doctor's
bought some Pink Pills and returned
home and began using them. Before I
had finished my seeond box there was to
room as doubt that they were helping
me. I kept on talsing the Pink P111, and
my mallet-. whieh the doctors had failed
to successfully diagnose, was rapidly leav-
ing me. The pain also left nay neck and
shoulders, and after a couple of months
treatment I became strong and healthy.
I am now in my 77th year and thank
God that I am able to go about with a
feeling of good health. I still coutinue
taking the pills occesionally, feeling sure
that fax a person of my age they are an
excellent tonic:. After the failure of so
much medical treatment I feel sure that
nothing else than Pink Pills could have
restored me to my present condition."
Dr. Willituns' Pink Pills create new
blood, build up the nerves, and thus
drive disease from the system. In hund-
reds of eases they have cured after all
other medicines had failed, thus estab-
lishing rhe claim that they are a marvel
among the triumphs of modern medical
science. The genuine Pink Pills are sold
only in boxes, bearing the full trade
mark, "Dr. Williams' Pink Pills for
Pale People," Protect youreelf from im-
position by refusing any pill that does
not bear the registered trade mark
around the box.
How Good HaInts Come.
It is as easy to do well, as 1 is easy to
do ill, when we have the habit of so do-
ing. But the habit of ill doing requires
less effort than the habit of well doing.
Even without effort we fall naturally
into the way of being wrong and doing
wrong. Going down hill 1 always the
easiest way of going. But well dobag re-
quires effort; for it 1 up -hill work. As
Hooker says: "The constant habit of
well -doing is not gotten without the cus-
tom of doing well; neither can virtue be
inade perfect, but by the manifold works
of virtue often practised." — Sunday
School Times.
DEAFNESS CANNOT BE CURED
by local applications as they cannot reach the
diseased portion of the ear. There is °toy one
way to etre deafness, and that is by constitu-
tional remedies. Deafness is caused by an in -
named eondition of the macotat lining of the
Eustaebian Tithe. When this tube is inflamed
you bave a rumblthg. sound or imperfect bear-
ing, and when it is entirely closed, Deafness is
the result, and unless the inflammation can be
taken out and this tube restored to its normal
ondition, hearing will be destroyed forever •,
nine eases out of ten are caused by ,eatarrh,
which is nothing but an inflamed condition of
the raueous surfaces.
We will give One Hundred Dollars fax any
case of Deafness (caused by catarrh) that cannot
he eared by Hall's catarrh Cure. Send for cir-
culars, free.
F. J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, 0.
darSold by Druggists, 75e.
A Piercing Remark,
"Don't you trouble. I'll see you through
all right."
After which consoling assurance the X. -
ray turned its basilisk .glance on the
tailor-made givl and fairly gloated. •
Try would be a gross injustice te
confound that standard healing agent—
Dr. Thomas' Eclectric Oil with the ordin-
ary negnents, lotions and salves. They
are oftentimes inflammatory and astring-
ent. The Oil is, on the contrary, emin-
ently cooling and soothing when applied
externally to relieve pain, ana povverfUlly
remedial when swallowed.
• Well in fel med.
The Donor—Now, clot% go and spud
that in the nearest saloon. The Recipient
—Na, sir, dere's a better one around de
corner.