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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron News-Record, 1893-07-19, Page 111Kp..that;What • let y'ot P' '`,VhOlt.'jt' bAsily and ;prom ,tl are41?edlea . Ppater tiler .e'S Jt" egc�11�'F Pellets. Theyregu.. lltte-.thq system pe',>• fectljt.'•ono or gentle luxe, Live p c4lrecthti $14'09 for ;Cath }rile, If you Suffer frown Constfpatien, Xnill- gestiou, Rli+ops, „At,. taehOi Slok or Billows Headaches, or any derangement of ,the ilver, stomach, or , tale. ''!'hey botwvels,. try,,tlieae 1. Pellets,, bring a permanent. cure. Instead of 8i4octring and weakening tbo systems '..wvlth violence, like the ordinary pills, they'act 311 11 porfeotiy easy.and natural, ''tlwy .'11.'1;ey're the $itlallest, the4asiest. #e tl!keg- .tad the cheapevt, for they're ? t p!uaratttt'ed to give aatisfnetton, or yur "• tnitney -is returned. You . pay only for the .good yAu get. The Huron News -record 1.60 a Year—$1.25 in Advance. Wedges I iy, July 26th 1893. Swnmer411L • • Too late for last week. L. • . L. No. 928 celebrated .at Bly ti' on the 12th. " They were well treated by the brethren of the north and dur- ing'the march were placed at the head • of the procession. Our life and drug; band acquitted itself well. Bro. John \Yatkina makes a model drum major. When i1I1: .and Mrs. Francis Me- Tlveen were going to church on Sunday their horse, while going down Mason',• hall at a rapid g•tit, shied and the occu- pants of the buggy were thrown vio• lently out. They sustained several severe bruises -and abrasions but we are pleased to say no bones were broken. The shafts, dashboard and top of the buggy are badly damaged, but by the pluck of Mr. Mcllveen the horse did 'notget away. Miss Whitley; of Londeshoro, ie the guest of Mrs. Nelson Bingham. That new kind of a fly is playing havoc with the cattle in this vicinity. Mr. and Mrs. Geo. McLaughlan have returned from visiting Mr. Gibson Mahafiy and other relatives in Mit- chell. . Don't forget the I. 0. G. T. open .lodge this. (Wednesday) evening. Silver collection. Mr. Arthur Scott paid a flying vis -t to friends in this vicinity on the 15th. Mr. Thos. Fillips, of London, is rusti6ating•with his brother Will. dur- ing his holidays, Mr. Wm. D_ McBrien left here on Monday,,the 17th th inet., to, take a peal tion in the car -shops in Stratford. We ish the gentleman success and. plenty Mr. A. B. McVittie, of North Bay, is visiting his many friends in this vicinity at present. The northern climate seems to agree with the gentle• men as he has gained considerably in avourdupois since we saw hila last. He brought with hila some nickle and gold ore which he divitled with your correspondent and other friends here and for which we tender him our hearty thanks. • "Butler" has resumed his usnal oc cupation and looks muck better of his outing at "The Forks" Fall, wheat harvest will commence in a few days. The outlook is good. TRUE PHILANTHROPY. To the Editor of The News=Record : Please inform your readers ,that I will mail free to all Sufferers the means by which -I was restored to health end manly vigor after yeare of suffering from Nervous Week- , nese. I was robbed and swindled by the quacks until I nearly lost faith in mankind, but thanks to heaven,1 am now well,vigorous and strong. I bare nothing to sell and no scheme to extort money from anyone whom- soevdr, but being desirous to make this 'certain pure known to all, I will een4 tree and oonfldental to anynne full particulars of just how I was cured. Address with stamps: MR. EDWARD MARTIN, (Teacher). P. 0. Box 143, Detroit, Mich, • —Mr. Lewi Guay, of Levis, Qua, --I :aged 94, danced at his grandson's wed. •ding on Monday. THREE DOLLARS A WEEK .FOR LIFE, • nerd ni hesitance for Brainy People—The . Lnteet Thing Ont. 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Talmage has•ohoseti as his subject for to -day, the *text: . "At evening time it shall be light." Zech. 14, 7. While "night," in all languages, is the symbolor gloom and suffering, it is Often really cheerful, bright, and impres- sive., I speak not of such nights as conte down with no star pouring light front above or silvered wave tossing up light from beneath—murky, hurtling, por- tentous, but such as you often see when the pomp and magnificence of heaven turn out on night parade ; and it seems as though the song which the morning stars began so long ago were chiming yet among the constellations, and the sons oGod were shouting for joy.' Such night the sailor blesses from the fore- castle, and the trapper on the vast prairie, and the belated traveler by the roadside, and the soldier from the tent. earthly hosts gazing upon heavenly, and shepherds guarding their flocks afield, while angel hands above them set the silver bells a -ringing: "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace; good- will toward men." What a solemn and glorious thing is night in the wilderness ! Night among the mountains 1 Night on the ocean ! Fragrant night among tropical groves 1 Flashing night amid arctic severities ! Calm night on Roman Campagna 1 Aw- ful night among the Cordilleras ! Glori- ous night 'mid sea after a tempest ! ,Thank God for the night I The moon and the stars which rule it are light- houses on the coast, toward which I hope we are all sailing, and blind mari- ners are we if, with so many beaming, burning, flaming glories to guide us, we cannot find our way into the harbor. My text may well suggest that, as the natural evening is often luminous,' so it shall be light in the evening of our sor- rows -of old age -of the world's history -of the Christian life. "At eventime it shall be light." This proph ecy will be fulfilled in the evening of Christian sorrow. For a long time it is broad daylight. Tho sun rises high. Innumerable activities go ahead with a thousand feet, and work with a thousand arms, and the piclage struck a mine, and the battery made a discovery, and the investment yielded its twenty per cent., and the book camo to its twentieth edition, and the farm quadru- pled in value, and sudden fortune hoist- ed to high position, and children were praised, and friends without slumber swarmed into the family hive, and prosperity sang • into the music, and stepped in the dance, and glowed in the wire, and ate at the banquet, and all the gods of music and ease and gratification gathered around this Jupiter holding in his hands so many thunderbolts of power. But .every sun must set, and the brightest day must have its twilight. Suddeuly the sky was overcast. The fountain dried up, The song hushed. The wolf broke into the family fold and carried off the best Iamb. A deep howl of woe came crash- ing down through the joyous sym- phonies. At one rough twang of the hand of disaster the harp -strings alt broke. Down went the strong business firm. Away went the long-established credit! Up flew a flock of calumnies! The new book would not sell. A patent could not be secured for the invention. Stocks sank like lead. The insurance company exploded. "How much," says the sheriff, ••will you bid for this piano?" "How much for this library?" "How Much for this family picture?" Will the grace of God hold up one in such cir- cumstances? What have become of the great multitude of God's children who have been pounded of the flail, and crushed under the wheel, and trampled under the hoof ? Did they lie down in he dust, weeping, wailing and gnashing heir teeth? When the rod of fatherly hastisement struck them did they strike ack? Because they found one bitter up on the table of God's supply die hey upset the whole table? Did they neel down at the empty money vault nil say: "All my treasures are gone? id they stand by the grave of their ead, saying. "There never will be a esurrection?" Did they bemoan their thwarted plana nd say, "The stocks are down -would od I were dead?" Did the night of heir disaster come upon them moonless, tarless, dark and howling, smothering nd choking their life out? No! No! No! t eventimet was light. The swift remises overtook them. Theeternal onstellatlons, from their circuit about od's throne, poured down an infinite ustre. Under their shining the billows f trouble took on crests and plumes of old. and jasper, and amethyst, and ame. All the trees of life rustled in le midsummer air of God's love. The ight-blooming assurances of Christ's sympathy filled all the atmosphere with eaven. The soul at every step seemed start up from its feet bright -winged o warbling heavenward. "It is good tat I have been afflicted," cried David. The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken way," exclaims Job, "Sorrowful. yet ways rejoicing," says Paul. "And God hall wipe away al tears from their eyes," exclaims Jo n, in apocalyptic inion. At eventime it was light. Light om the cross! Light from the promises! ght from the throne! Streaming, joy- s, outgushing, everlasting light! The text shall also find fulfillment in e time of old age. It is a grand thing be young -to have the sight clear and e hearing acute, and the step elastin, d all our pulses marchingon to th P the ramming of a stout heart. Mid-life d old age will be denied to many of , but youth—we all know what that Those wrinkles were trot always on our brow. That snow was'not always your head. That brawny muscle did of always bunch your arm, You have t always worn spectacles. Grave and gnified as you now are, you once were acting down the hillside, or threw off ur hat forte race,or sent the ball ing sky-high. Buyou will not sl- ays last. It stays only long enough to ive us exuberant spirits, and broad oulders for burden carrying, and an m with which to battle our way rough difctilties. Life s path, if you low it long enough, will come under wning crag and across trembling Ruseway. Blessed old age, if you let it me naturally. You, cannot hide it. u may try to cover the wrinkles but u cannot colter the wrinkles, IfIthe- e has come for you to be old, do not ashamed to be old. The grandest t t c b c t k a D d r a t s a A P c G 1 0 fl tl n Il to tl y a al 8 v fr Li ou th to th an d an us is. y on n no di c0 yo fly ah ar th fol fro ca co Yo 0 be of ngs; int .till the unlyertle are old, 'Qid la)olka4tftins, old rivers, old X149, pfd stars, and ;an old, eternity. nett- do .,.not ht' .aararned to be elft, unless.you are Older t't;tn the lnoutitaiva, alld elder than the tt irk. Low num and Women will lie ! They say they are 40, but they are 80, They say they are 20, but they are 00, They say they aro 00 but they .care 80. Ho+', some people. will lie ! (glorious old ago if found in the Way of. righteouness ! How beautiful the old :ago of Jacob. h)aning oft tho top,of hie staff; of - John Quincy Adams, failing with the harries, on; of Washington Irving, sitting, pe in hand, arnid the scenes himself had made classical; of ,Rohn Angell James t the last proclaiming the Gospel to this masses of Biringhans; of Theodore Frei• ingltuysen, down to feebleness and ema- ciation devoting his illustrious facgltio to the kingdom of God! At eventide it was light. See that you do honor to the aged. A philosopher stood at the corner of the street day after day, saying to the pas- serby "'You will be an old man; you will be an old man. You will be an old woman; you will be an old woman.' People thought he was crazy. I do not think that he was. Smooth the way for that mother's feet; they have not man more steps to take. Steady those totte ing limbs; they will soon be at re.,. Plough not up that face with any more wrinkles; trouble and care have marked it full enough. Thrust no thorn into the old heart ; it will soon Cease to beat. "•Tlie eye that mocketh its father, and refuses to obey its mother, the ravens o1 the valley shall pick it out, and the young eagles shall eat it." The bright morning and hot noonday of life have passed with many, It is four o'clock 1 rive o'clock ! six o'clock 1 The shadows fall longer and thicker and faster. Seven o'clock ! eight o'clock ! The surf has dipped below the horizon : the warmth has gone out of the air. Nina o'clock 1 ten o'clock ! The heavy dew, are falling ; the activities of life's dew are all hushed ; it is time to go to be,i. Eleven o'clock 1 twelve o'clock ! Th p>trlarch sleeps the blessed sleep, the cool sleep. the long sleep. Heaven': messengers of light have kindled bon• tires of victory all over the heavens. At eventime it is light ! Light My text shall also find fulfilment in the latter days of the church. Only a few missiwlariee, a few churches, a few good teen, coutl•ared with the iustitu• tions leprous and putrified. It is early yet in the history of every- thing good. Civi:izadon and Christian- ity. are just getting out of the cradle. Tee liget of umarL%r-stokes, flashing all Up and down the sky, is but the flambe.; 01 the morning; but when the evening of the world shall conte, glory to Gull's conquering truth, it shall be light. War's sword ciat:ging back in the scab - bar 1; Met:tnperanee buried undt.r t thousand bruken decanters; the world's impurity turning as brow heavenwart: for the benediction, ••I3lessed are the pure In heart;" the last vestige of sel- lisitlte; s eltl>.nternc't in heaved-tie.cend- ing chilrities; ell China wets:iipim; D:. Ahearn S tvlour; ail ln.liu holi.,vi.tg in lieury iliurryn's able; abori;inal super_ stitutiot acenow•ledgutg Leavitt Blain- erd's piety; human bou.lt se &itvar •d through Tnouuts Clarkeonh Uhrietf nllty; vagrancy corning buck front n., re lut•ieu at the call or Eltzttbctlt Fry's It slee.tt:r; the mountains coming do vu! tu.- ta,tevs going up; "holiness" tu,uriu, d en 'terse s bell,anu silkwork's thread. told brown - thrasher's wing, and s felt's tirr;.r, .tend manufacturt,'t•', statute, and cm -mite's laboratory, :aid king', scop, re. an 1 na- tion's Magna Ciu•ta. Nut a hosp,tal,fur there are nu wounds; not fur aevinlu, for there are to orpt+aus ; not 11 prisms. for there are nu crininals;nut au almshouse, for there are no paupers ; not a to Ir, -lot' there are uo surr•.ws. Te long dirge of eat•th't, lamentation has e•tted in tine tri- umphal march of redeemed umpire.:, the forests harping it on vine -strung branches, tlil: water chanting It atuuug the gorges, the thunders drti:tt n ng it ar.toug the hills, the ocean >;tvine it forth with its organs, trade-wiude touching the keys, and euruciydon's foot on -th.e pedal. 1 want to see John Howard when the last prisoner is refcrnu-d ; 1 want to, see Florence Nightingale when the last sabre wound has stopped hurting ; 1 w'•tit to see William Penn ..lieu the lea Indian !las been civilized; 1 want to .ee John Huss when the last t}atue of perse- cution has beeu extinguished ; I want to see Jolie Bunyan after the lust pilgrim has conte to the gate of the cotesttai city; above all; I want to see Jesus after the last saint has his throne, and beguu tc sing hallelujah You liars watched the calinn'ss and the glory of the eveuing hour. The laborers have conte from the field. Thb heavens aro glowing with an indescrib- able effulgence, as though the sea in de- parting hail forgotten to shut the gate after it. All tete beauty of clowd and leuf swim in the lalte. For a star in the sky, a star in the water; I eaves ai.ove, and heaven beneath. Nut a leaf rustling, or a bee humming, or a grasshopper chirping. Silence 1n • the iueaduw•s ; silence among the hila. Thus bright and beautiful shall be the evening of the world. The heats of earthly conflicts are cooled. Tho glory of heaven fills all the scene with love, and joy, and peace. At eventime it is light! light! Finally, my text shall find fulfilment at the end of the Christian's life. You know how- a short winter's day is, and low little work you c:•tu do. Now, my friends, life is a short winter's day. The sun rises at eight and sets at four. The birth -angel and death -angel flv only a• 'itle .vny apart, Baptism and burial are near together. With one hand the Mother rocks the cradle, and with the otter site touches the grave. I went into the house of one of my parishioners on Thanksgiving Day. The little child of the honseholtl was bright and glad, and with it I bounded up and down the hall. Christmas Day carne, and the lightht of that household had per- ished. ished, Ve stood, with black book,read- ing over the grave, "Ashes to asltes, dust to dust." But I hurl away this darkneas. I can- not have you weep. Thanks be unto God, who giveth us the victory, at even - time it shall be light! I have seen many Christians die. 1 never saw any of them die in darkness. What if the billows of death do rise above our girdle, who does not love to bathe?- What though other light) do ko out in the blast, What do we want of them wh"n all the gates of glory swing open before us, and from a myriad voices, a myriad harps, a myriad throats, d myriad palaces, there dash upon us, "Hceannah1. Hostannah1" "Throw back the shutters and let the. sun come .in," said dying Scoville McCol. tum, one of my Sabbath School boys, You can see Paul putting on robes„and Wings of ascension, as he exclaims; ' have fought the good fight; I have finished niy course ; I have kept tho faith.” Hugh MCKail went to one .side n r - J 'of the seaftold o1' retortndors and cried, '.' : ureal of l rlln, aalopu attcl $ford l f towel! 1wails' ►l- 10- Thendelights watt, to the other dine of the semi olcl , anll cried: "Wolpolno, God orad Father !. Weleotne, sweet Jesus Christ, the Mediator of the covenant ! Welc,ome death Welcotitd glory I" A minister of Christ in Philos delphi.a, dying, said, in his last moments, > inane lttto the ligh"4 I They did not go dowlt dottbting, and fearing, and, etlivering, but their battle -.cry rung through all the caverns of the sepulchre, and was echoed back from all the thrones of heaven, "Q death 1 where is thy sting? 0 grave ! where is thy victory ? Sing, my soul, of joys to come." I saw a beautiful being wandering up and down the . earth. She touched the aged, and they became young. She touched the poor, and they became rich. I said, "Witois this beautiful being. wandering t?p and down the earth?" They told me that her name was Death. What a strange thrill of joy when the palsied Christian. begins to use his arm again! When the blind Christian be. gins to see again 1 When the deaf Christian begins to hear again ! When the poor pilgrim•puts his feet on such pavement, and jo.ns in such company, and has a free seat in such a great tem. ple ! Hungry teen no more to hunger ; thirsty omen no more to thirst ; Weep. ting men no lnot'e to weep ; dying men no more to die. Gather up all sweet words, all jubilant expressions, all rap. turous exclamations; bring them to me, and I will pour them upon this stupend- dous theme of the soul's disonthrttlutent t Oht the joy of the spirit as it shall mount up to the throne of God, shout- ing, Free 1 Free ! Your eye Itas gazed upon tate garniture of earth and heaven; but the eve hath not seen it. Your ear hag caught harmonies uncounted and in- describable—caught them from harp's trill, and bird's carol, and waterfall's dash, and ocean's doxology ; but the ear hath not heard it. How did those blessed ones get up into the light? What ham- mer knocked off their chains ? What loom wove their robes of light ? Who gave them wings? Ah! eternity is not long enough to tell it; seraphim have not capacity enough to realize it—the mar- vels of redeeming love! Let the palm wave; let the crowns glitter; let the an- thems ascend; let the trees of of Lebanon clap their hands—they cannot tell the half of it. Archangel before the throne, thou fallest! Sing on, praise 012, ye hosts of the glorified; and with your sceptres you cannot reach it, and with 3 -our songs you cannot express it, then let all the myriads of the saved unite in the exclamation, "Jesus ! Jesus! Jtsus!" There will bo a password at the gate of heaven. A great multitude come up and kpock at the gate. The gatekeeper says, '"The password." Tltey say, "We have no password. We were great on earth and no we come up to be great in heaven." A voice from within answers, "I never knew you." Another group conte up to the gate of heaven and knock. The gatekeeper says, "The pass- word." They say, "We have no pass- word. We d:d a great many noble things on earth, We endowed college., and took care of the poor." A. voice from within says, "I never knew you." Another group conte up to the gate of heaven and knock. The gatekeeper Bays, "The password.". They answer we were wanders front God, and deserv- ed to die; but we heard the voice of Jesus—" "Ay! ay!" says the gatekeep- er, "that is the password! Lift up your heads, ye everlasting gates,and let these people come in." They go in and sur- round the throne, jubilant for ever. THE FUNCTION OF SLANG. Specimens of the Stang of the Western I'h.Irts. There is a more soldierly frankness, a greater freedom, less restraint, less re- spect for law and order, iti the West than in the East ; and this may be a reason why American slang is superior to British and to French. The catcliwords of New York tray be as inept and as cheap as the catchwords of London and of Paris, but New York is not as important to the United States as Lon- don is to Great Britain and as Paris is to France ; it is not as dominating, not as absorbing. So it is that in America the feebler catchwords of the city give way before the virile phrases of the West. There is little to choose be- tween the 'how's your poor feet?' of Lon- don and the 'well, I should smile,' of New York, for neither phrase had any excuse for existence, and neither had any ho pe of survival. The city phrase is often doubtful in ineaning and obscure in origin. In London, for example, the four-wheel cab is called a `growler';— why? In New York a can brought in filled with beer at a bar -room is called a 'growler', and the act of sending this can from the private house to the public - house and back is called 'working the growler';—why? But when we find a western writer describing the effects of tangle -foot whisky, the adjective explains itself, and is justified at once. And we dis- cover immediately the daringly condens- ed metaphor in the sign, "Don't monkey with the buzz•saw;" the picturesqueness of the word buzz -saw and its fitness for service are visible at a glance. So we understand the phrase readily and ap- preciate its force when we read the story of "Buck Fanshaw's Funeral," and are told "that he never went back on his mother," or when we hoar the defender of "Banty Tim" declare that • " Et one of you taches the boy He'll wrestle his hash tonight in hell, Or my name's not 'rinnan Joy." To wrestle one's hash is not an elegant expression one must admit, and it is not likely to be adopted into the literary language; but it is forcible at least and not stupid. To go back on, howev-r, bids fair to take its place in our speech as a phrase at once useful and vigorous. Froin the wide and wind-swept plains of the West canna blizzard, and although it has been suggested that the word is a survival from some local British dialect, the West/still deserves the credit of hav- ing resdued it from desuetude. Ffom the logging Damps of the Northwest came boom, an old again, but with a' new 'meaning,' 'which the language promptly accepted. From still further West Came the use of sand, to indicate staying power, backbone—what New England knows as grit, and old England asluck (a far less expressive word). Froin the Southwest came cinch, from the tighten- ing of the girths of the pacekrmules, and tro by extension indicating a grasp of any- thing so firm that it cannotget away.-- Harper's Magazine. ' Llies Itapplf'y /nettle Out, The tube+shaped polyp can be turned inside out without Impairing Ha vitality. $ometiniea it willencoded in rederrling the process; but if not it **gips itself to itil' inverted and �i jj vet happily 'ly as it nothing had happened, • - 'Iroblebg •eolarcd, Pray what to the use et th)a striving tar goat,: , ft alt entitle woe +sad sti>'trsett It% wyt) la veto were, when,etin well laden 5)tere's.1lo. eaub ,huts-sssttaaee3? me letterer is simple when Iasi uo^'tit:ernee) - 1 es studial the ease through and through. The lesson I've found 50. be castle leetne4'; Tito "It" andehc "ta'iten"are 1100 true. CASE,OF SOMETHING ELSE ., Suppose yohr name to be Richard Roe. 1 Suppose you were required• legally to itleq.ttty yuureelf as. Richard Roe, hqw %% mild you go at it? You: would, of course, bring forward people who !lad known. you for Treaty, toe noir.t of your birth, the statements of parent, or rela- tive,;. It looks as if it wutllu boat vet•y easy thine for any Mau to satisfy the law that he is himself. But it isn't. 1f the law demanded full proofs of identities, - non, not more than one man out of five could furnish them. Take any, ten of the most proiniuent men in the United States to -day, and f would be the work of weeks and weeks for them to furnish indisputable proof that they had a legal ri ; ht to the names they bear. There was a legu1 story in. tno papers a few months ago relating the difl1culties.of an heir to some property in Ciucinnnti. He was 28 yeara old, had been kuown.to a score of people since childhood, and •yet it took hire over two years to prove that he was toe person he claimed to be. Otte day nearly a quarter of a century ago 1 awoke from a troubled sleep to find myself iu a hospital ward in Pniladel• T ltia. The nurse explained that 1 had Leen there two .weeks. 'lhe,tolice had round 1110 on the street at midnight un- cuusciuus and evidently the victim of a rubbery. 1 had been struck on the head with a sandctub. During the first two d.tys 1 had been lice one dead. During the next five or six' I bab- bled as crazy people often do. I had at length come to myself. My head was as cleat as a bell, and I realized the situation iu all its details. 15 was 1 o'clock in the afternoon when the nurse came over to the and talked for about five minutes. it was It o'clock when the doctor and a detective cause. laming the interval I had slumbered again. The doctor expressed his satis- teethe, that I gad putted through all r:;.;t:t, and elided that the police had two 111011 its custody who were suspected of being my ;assailants. The detective had come to make surae: int;uiries. 'rite ratan toots oat notebook and pencil and began: "Your 1111111', 1110./Se?' I opened Illy lips to pronounce it, but Name 1:0 word. .M3- nano, hail giros from me. 1 11,113, hove olio, of course, Ina what %YRS it? The uflieer was wait• ing to write it down, but I could nut give it to hint. "It'll conte to you iu a minute." after a queer loot: at the doctor. •• 1'i here du you, live when at !gene?" "At—at. 11'11x, at" -- Where did 1 live?? Tile name of the place was on trey tongue when he asked, mit it suddenly went out of my mind, nur could l recall it 10 save my life. ••1 took you fur a stranger," said the ofiicer, ••but perhaps you are a resident of toe city. Can you tell ? This is Philadelphia, yeiu know." "Philadelphia ! Philadelphia'." I re- peated. "1 never heard of the place before. I.s it a city or a village?" "A large city." "•I may 'stave lived here, but I can't say." Du you remember having any trouble ti itb auybpdy." • •No.,, •'What is the last you can remember?" I closed my eyes and groped for the past. I could go no further back than 1 o'clock of that afternoon. Ween 1 told them this, the look that passed between the two meat frightened me. They saw it in my face and the doctor kindly said: "There, boy, never mind. You aro all right. In a day or two everything 'will" be clear to vou." When they had gone away a creat fear fell upon ate. Who was 1? Where did 11 ve? Where were my parents and relat,ves? The doctor had said boy " in' speaking to tae. \Vas 1 a boy or an Dill man? I dared not repeat the ques- tions to myself. I determined not to ti.iui of the ,natter, and after a little I put it away and was soon quite at ease. There was a general strangeness about the room, of tourer, but all objects were perfectly familiar to ate. There were six other patients, and their conversation was intelligible. I don't remember that anything was talked during the next three days ,u-hich worried me to under- , Land. '!'hen the detective caine again. I could remember no more titan before. Name, age, home—everything previous to the bluty had gone from my memory. I was sitting up 111 bed, and he drew me to the window and said : •• Does the street look strange or familiar•?" " I-1 can't say." " Do the carriages, cars and pedes- trians interest you? Anything novel .in the sight ?" •' 1 like to look." Ile had hunted through my clothing to Mid some clue, but nothing was secured. Ile said it appeared to him as if the garments had been shade by a vil- lage tailor. My socks he was sure were hone knit, while my shoes were custom make. Ile overhauled my body for scars or ,narks, but none was to be found. In fear I asked hitn.nty age, and his answer rolled a great burden off my ntiud. '• Well, the doctor and fare agreed dint you are about 17 years old," he re- plied. "You are a strong. healty boy, and after you get out of hero I think everything will come back to you. Don't worry abuutit, however. 18111 sure 1 have got the two men who robbed you, but, of conrse, they will be set at liberty. As near as I can figure they took $14 from you. I will come again in a few days, and perhaps next time you can tell me more about it." The newspapers got hold of the case and published full details, but no one earns in search of a missing boy. When I was able to ride out, I was taken around the city, but nothing was either strange or familiar. One day the doctor pronounced 150 different names in hopes he might strike my family name, but if it was among them I did not remember it. He went through the list of given names but -all were strange to me. Among the callers a the hospital to see me was a wealthy old man, who had become 'interested in the case from a scientific standpoint. When ready to lettrd''the hospital he offered tne a tem- porary horna and I accepted. He had a line }tome an the Germantown road, and I' was received into the family. He gave me a name, and after, I had been' called by it five or six titres it Wet ae familiar . as if I had always borne it. From the vcry first liay he began making experi•' merits anti testa. When Imp/ a harp in the (roust] it worts an object of curiosity. It was the Sante with ti mu'sie bob, and any other. thing8.` It Watt arguect'froin • k}lir ,lit t whsti l4, lag $t b0$s'coiu' tai, d ad .hie .ehoak � • .wera • bi.only. thought Awl ohly .desia e4�l4pt had no strep the l 0, wga like- €t ?t!4atl •. who, living; in the stip; goes rnttj. the ':old, lgto tjae North where tbere.at n» — un, w118re hti blood' grows palitd'IS•u d091i'e f>.ttla, ' . lint one day he and gardiper were•teft • in. the camp alone, for l ardiner. 1 4 heeri thrown from his horse+ -or a'Oth�. lits lime fell and rolled Qvei ltitnr.> end . Flood made aft. exGtise to stay, lIe went down to iho c4•e.ek apd, lgyell with h i p knife, and tit whispered, red murder land, enunseiled death to him, .And,gperhoa the sky was blue and the west !!ytpd was. sweet, ilnd the creek',! watery pltsseil by' 11101 sldwly, At nope, he ina4e, dinner. for himself and for Gardiner ; but ha found no common. knife' to'eat with. -.. "Use your bowie," said Gardiner, And Flood used it. And as he sat eating in front of the other cowboy, the strength canie hackle hint.' And Gardiner caught his eye and • w iondered at. it, for he could not Under., stand. There was a strange look in the young fellow's face. The look was fax- off, and his lips moved at times as if he w as talking to someone or to something, "What's upf". said Gardiner; and Flood looked at him again. And then Gardiner understood. But he was lame, hila leg 'was nearly bet 'ken, and he had left his six-shooter in his belt in the little tent -it was ,ten yards away. So Gardiner looked down; and said coolly: r ` I wonder when the other boys are coating back? About time for them to turn up I should think, if they ain't going' to make a long day of it. Where the devil's my tobacco?" --and lie pulled out a plug. Flood sat there with the knife in his hand. He had stopped eating, and was muttering, and itis right arm twitched. and los baud closed tight on the handle e;f the bowie, "Lend us your knife," said Gardiner. And Flood rose up. He took it in his left hand as though lie would hetet it handle foremost to Gardiner. But as hu handled it lie saw the notches, and he ran his thumb -nail ,neje them again—and theme was still the empty one -the unnamed nott;h. And the next monteut he named it • Gardiner."—Morley Roberts, in The Lunettes Situ. New lroecl,er Sayings. The name mother is the watchword— the talisman of life. Indeed, it is the wiry ulri"el. tint ).it of prayer,. when tite mother e•t 1..1n;latu 1. As the 0 tt''eolic devoittly prays through the Virgin Mary, suyouand I pray devoutly through our mother i not lICUause we really oelieve she i, rt me di:11 r, but because we—want to terve sm:0 sense or'syit:ptttlty up there. and the la tila•r has it. We get a told on the beyond through her. Your mother—she is. a deur. noble, heroin soul ; bat ties wumau herself`is- but tt spark that spring out of the bosom of (hod. Blessed is the child that is brought un at the inuthesh l..)ee, wil:e!t is Gu.l's altar on earth. A had woman is the wvorst th'ng in this world. and a good woman is the best thing iu this world. Take good eels- of disatrreea.hle duties. Attend to these fiat. Never select the things that you want to do, and shirk upon others the tl:in;ga that you do not want to do. Wherever yon are, choose the disagreeable things. You will get your pay in your u:auhood. You cannot grow in any other way so last.— You may be angry, with So:te shiftless man who is willing to put on you work that he ought to do, you may you feel that there is injustice in it, but .you cannot afford to be unfaithful lee -lime somebody else is.—From Henry 'Ward Beecher's "Un- printed \Verde" i11 tne Ladies' hone Journal. A Good Dog Story. A Harlem family oil going to Europe left their house in charge of an old man who was to look after it during the absence of the family. They also left behind then) a large flog. There was tin arm chair in the back room in whi •h the dos, frequently took a nap. T.e old man also found the chair very oorn- fortable, but as he did not feet like tak- ing any risks he re e•red . to strategy. Ho would go to the window and mew like a cat. The dog would then jump out of the chair and rust teethe window 'to hark at the cat, whereupon the old gentleman wout1 quietly take pcsset-sion of the chair. One day when the old gentleman was in the chair the dog canto into the room. Taking, in the situation, he put his four haws o11 the window -sill and barked furiously. The old gentleman, thhalcing there was ecmebcdy in the yard, got out of the chair 1.u1:iedl; u,,ai wc:.1 to the window, to see who wwo- in the yard, whereupon the dog jumped into the chair and kept possession of it, growling ominously whenever the old num carate near hint. There was nobody at all in the yard. nth! S:zed }'1s1 tory from Abroad. There Was landed recently at Strom - upas, Orkney, a halibut of extraordivary °intet>sions. nu•nsueing six feet ten inches in length and weighing no less than 245 pounds, The fish was discover- ed by two lady. It was observed ou the rand apparently asleep, and as they had no appliances with them with which to attempt a capture 11,1ey returned ltome to acquaint their lather. Armed with a hind of harpoon, to which a line was at- tached, they went, back to the place and found the huge fish lind not moved. Carefully watching an opportunity, the father succeeded in planting the harpoon in the hack of the halibut. The -weapon entered the spine and rendered the tisk powerlt_ss, but on account of its size and weight it was only after considerable dif- ficulty that it was got on board. It proved a splendid specimen of the hali- but and was in a first-rate condition. In its stomach was found a variety of small • fish, which .weighed upward • of six pounds. It was at once carefully pack- ed and despatched by steamer and rail to the London market.—London Field. The Paradise et Philatelists. It may not be generally known that Paris is the great postage stamp market of tho world, and that there are more men who gloat over a black Bermudas or; go into ecstasies over ayellow something else, than in any other capital. There is a regular Bourse held every Thursday and Sunday in a corner of the Champs Elysees, where hundreds of men, women and boys congregate with their patikages of stampn for sale and exchange. There is almost as big a gabble of tongues go- ing on there As ht the regular Bout'se,and so great has the throng become that the • authorities contemplate roofing in that particular part Itis said that thousands ' of francs change hands thete tevery Mill. kot daY.