( i L DEATH IN THE POL
Dr. TalmaEroTalco3for Hla Subject
t " - aMPol8onod Dinnor. "
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> * . -A Hungry Man Wants Not to Llston
| to the V/ords of a Locturor.
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. 321isba Oatora to tho Stomachoa Before
• . Beginning His Discourse.
Hprclol to Tho Kin M City Tim .
! " Buooklyn , May 12. Tho Rov. T. Do
"Witt Tolmago , D. D. , preached at tho Tab-
ornaclo to-day to a vast congregation , who
nang with grand effect tho hymn begin
ning :
r Mr onl lie on thy suard :
. Ten thounamlfoc * arise
And hosts of ln are prculn ? hard
To draw tlico from tho kloi.
I His subject was "A Poisoned Dinnor , "
f- and his toxt JI Kings , Iv , 40 : "So tlioy
poured out for tho men to oat. And it came
; ' to pass , as thoy woro eating of tho pottago ,
I that thoy cried out , anJ said , O thou man
E of God , Ihcro la death in tho pot. And thoy
* could not eat thereof. "
T Elisha Imd gone down to lecturo to tho stu-
[ -j < lents in tho theological sommary at Gilgal.
IIo found tho students very hungry , as stu-
, _ - • - dents aro apt to bo. It Is very seldom the
I * r * ' world makes largo provision for thoso who
{ • ; , , / -ffivo themselves to intellectual toil. In
\i order that these students may bo prepared
f to hear what Elisha says , ho first feeds
* their hunger. He know-very well it is uso-
less to talk , to preach , to lecturo with hun-
y .gry men.
. \ > So Elisha. < recognizing this common sonso
Vt > principle , which ovory Christian ought to
* I recognize , sends sorvants out to get food
U for these hunso-y students. They pick up
f * somo good hoaltuful herbs , but thoy hapjton
I to pick up also some ooloquintlda , a bitter.
k- .poisonous , deathful horb. They bring all
t ' these herbs , thoy put them into tho boiling
' , > Pott thoy stir tueni up , and then a portion
, wr of this lood is brought to tho studeuts and
their professors , boated at tho table , ono
' • - ' * of tho hungry students begins immediately
to eat , and ho happens to got hold of some
t * of thocoloquintida. Hokncwitbythotasto.
Ho cries out : "Poison , poison ! O thou
r 'man of god , thcro is death in tho pot ! "
s I * . Consternation is thrown over tho wholo
h .group. What a fortunuty thing it was that
I this student so early found tho coloquiutida
. , ' y m tho mixture at tho tablo ! You will by
; reference find this story is precisely as 1
' * havo mentioned it.
f * Well , in our day thero aro crreat caldrons
IL 'of sin and death. Coloquintida of mighty
temptation is pressed into it. Somo dip it
" . -out , and taste , and reject it and livo. Others
J . . . -dip it out , taste it , keep on and die. And
it is tho business of .
I < every minister of. re-
. . | ' * Jigion and every man who wishes well to
f t the human race , and who wants to keep tho
' world back from Its follies and its sufferings ,
to cry out : "Bowarol poison , poison !
; Look out for this caldron ! Stand back !
Beware ! "
I" Sin has dono an awful work in our world.
i It has gone out through all tho asres ,
It has mixed up a great caldron
tf troublo and suffering and pain ,
Ind tho whole raeo is poisoned
! poisoned in body , poisoned in mind , poisoned
In soul. But blessed be God that tho Gospsl
r tf Jesus Christ is the antidote , and where
• ' thero was sin thero shall bo pardon ,
{ . : and where thero was suffering thero shall
be comfort , and where thoro was death
• there shall be life.
- Some time ago , you will remember , I per
suaded you of tho importanco of being
. charitable in judgment of others. At tho
' \ iv-i ' same time I said to you briefly what this
* f " * " - * * " anorning I wish to say with great emphasis ,
/ J that while wo sympathizo with the sinner
* - "J "we must denounco the sin , that while we
I pity tho unfortunate wo must bo vehement
j . against transgression. Sin is a jagged
( thing that needs to bo roughly handled.
! You havo no right to garland it with fine
• phrases or lustrous rhetoric You canuot
8 • catch a buffalo with a silken lasso.
§ T A group of emigrants settle in a wild re
„ % gion. The next day a wild beast comes
g § 3 -down from the mountain and carries off
I - one of tho children. Tho next day a wild
| - . Least comes down from the mountain and
* f-v rg " * carries off another child. Forthwith all
fe2 ? * \ tho neighbors band together , and thoy go
ii | \ / out with torch in one hand and gun in tho
luJ > v • / • other to hunt thoso monsters down , to find
| * f their hiding place , to light up and ransack
I the caverns , and to destroy tho invaders of
r " • their houses. So wo want now not merely
} Tto talk about tho sins and folies of tho world ,
* we want to go behind them , back of them.
k _ _ Down into tho caverns where they hide we ;
I need to go with the torch of God's Word in
j I one hand ana tho sword of God's eternal I
J I Spirit in the other to hunt out and slay .
W9 I , these iniquities in their hiding places. Or ,
\ \ " , to come back to the figure suggested bv mv
L | "text , we want to find what aro the caldrons ;
m\ \ of sin and death from which tho iniquities
mm1 t-of society are dipped out. ;
W f"v. - IIn lue nrst Place , I remark : tnat un-
{ ' • -happy and undisciplined homes are tho cal- '
/ .VJ * drons of great iniquity. Parents harsh and :
fi I • cruel on the one hand , or on the other hand
"Z I loose in their government , wickedly loose
f I in their government , aro raising up agener-
r I ation of vinei's. A homo where scolding |
I I -and fretfulness arc dominant is blood rela- i
. I it tion to the gallows and the penitentiary ! * ]
* v Petulance is a serpent that crawls up into '
. * \ tho family nursery sometimes and crushes 1
M \ * everything. Why , there are parents who 1
m \ oven make religion disgusting to their chil1 1
1 J • dren. They scold them for not loving
m < t 'Christ. They have an exasperating way of '
fm i 'doing their duty. The house is full of the '
tgj \ war whoop of contention , and from such a \
* . place husband and sons go outto die , '
m . ' Oh , is there a Hager leading away 1
, , l Ishmael into the desert to be smitten of the J
uM I " thirst and parched of tho sand I In the '
B I solemn birtli hour a voice fell to theo from '
M - the throne of God , saying : "Take this child J
_ W3 an nurso Jt for me and I "will give theo thy :
j wages. " At even time , when the angels o f ;
K t4 'God hover over that home , do they hear tho
H [ • children lisping the name of Jesus ? O '
1 traveler for eternity , your little ones galh- ]
m • ered under your robes , are you leading them
j _ m on tlie right road , or are you taking them '
1 | ' - * out on the dangerous winding bridie path , :
* j v off Avhich their mexpsrienced feet maj' slip. I
B I and up which comes the howling of the wolf :
Hb I -and the sound of loosened ledgo and turn1 1
Hh I bling avalanche ? Blessed is the familv '
P I raltar at which the children kneel. <
Pj I Blessed is the cradle in which the Chris tain ]
Lrt ' m "jnother rocks the Christian child. Blessed !
WMf Is the song the little ones sing at nightfall •
Ur j when sleep is closing the eyes and loosening '
B \ the hand from tho toy on the pillow. Bless-
' B " " " ed is that mother whose every heart throb '
1 I is a prayer for her children's welfare. '
Hi The world grows old , and the stars will '
n i cease to illuminate it , and the waters to re- '
B fresh it , and the mountains to guard it , and '
B "the heavens to overspan it , and its long 1
H : story of sin and shamoand tho glory and ]
H f % triumph will soon turn to ashes ; but influ-
H i -jS ? . ences that started in this early home roll on (
H g - and roll up through all eternityblooming J
K la all tixc J ° .V. waving in all the triumph , ex-
nS ' ulting in all the song , or shrinking back in-
| | | to all the darkness. Father , mother , which • '
\m \ tvay are you loading your children I 1
m A house took fire and tho owner was very
Vi careful to get all the furniture out. •
, Ho got all his books out. and he
r got all his pictures out , and ho got all his ]
H-aluablo papers out. but he forgot to asK , ,
" " mntilitwas too late : "Are my children ;
H "safe ? " Oh , when the earth shall melt
H -with fervent heat , and the mountains shall ;
D 'blaze , and the seas shall blaze , and the
ffi -earth shall blaze , will your children be
IS isafo ? Will your children be safe ! Un-
\m \ "happy and undiciplined homes are the :
HB . sourco of much of tho wretchedness and
f J sin of the world.
L l I know there aro exceptions to itsomc-
j" • v - times. From a bright and beautiful Chris-
, J tian home a husband or a son will go out to
Bjlf ' -die. Oh , how long you had that boy in your
Hl < praycrs ! Ho does not know how many
I sleepless nights you have snentoverliim.
J I Jle does notamderstand how many tears you
H 1 "have shed for his waywardness. Or , it is
\W hard , after you have toiled for a child , and
II , given him every advantage and every kind-
1 ness , to have him payyoubackin ingrati-
1 tudo ! As ono Sabbath morning a father
I . came to the foot of tho pulpit as I stepped ,
m" out of it and said , "O my son , my son , my
9 son ! " There is many a young man proud of
H K Tri3 mother , who would strike to tho dust
J' ' JB -jny man who would insult her , who is at
m this moment himself , by his evil doing and
, 3iis bad habitssharpeninga dagger to plunge
V - ' pn _ through that mother's heart. A telegram
- in eisfi ; brought him from afar. Ho went bloated
B . \ * ° " "Jind scarred into tho room and ho stood by
SSSa Iiavuid Cl lifeless form of his mother ,
kkopposuves cr hair gray ; it had turned gray in
ilV ilMV iMvJbM H.n > VThose eyes had wept floods of
Mptiie X - . his wandering. That still white
BMv BBBM'J BM' BMa2 irhL Gl3. ono aim niany a kindness and
B B BJB B B B B B BflK'itu > _ T > v a loving invitation and good
koriiV' ai broken bor old heart. Ho
getoclucroom and threw himself on
l l l l l HknnVl obbC(1 outright :
i i i i i i i i i Hknr ! , , 10 \03O lips that had kissed
Hk : .pna\uttered so many kind
m rxnemY wore soalod. Rather
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Jl y r'r iemory come to my
Kt Y M.h3Ve ovcr on
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But whllo somotimos tlioro aro sonB who
turn out very badly coming from good
homes , I want to tell you for your oncour-
ngcracnt it Is a groat exception. Yet an
unhappy and undisciplined homo is tho
poisonous caldron from which a vast mul-
titudo drink their death.
II. I remark that another caldron of
iniquity is an Indolent life. All tho'rail
trains down tho Hudson river yesterday ,
nil tho rail trains on tho Pennsylvania
routo , nil the trains on tho Long Island
road brought to thoso cities young men to
begin commercial life. Somo of thorn are
hero this morning , I doubt not. Do yon
know what ono of your great temptations is
goiugtobo ? It is tho example of Indolent
peoplo in our cities. Thoy dress hotter than
some who aro industrious. Thoy havo
access to all places of amusement plenty
of money , and yet idle. Thoy hang around
our great hotels tho Fifth Avenue , tho
Windsor , tho Brunswick , tho Stuyvo3nnt ,
tho Gilsoy house all our beautiful hotels ,
you find them around thero any day men
who do nothing , never earn anything , yot
well dressed , having plenty. Why should I
walk ? Why should you work ? Why drudgo
and toil in bank and shop and office , or on
tho scaffolding , or by tho anvil , when these
men get along so well and do not work i
Somo of them hang around tho city halls
of our great cities , toothpick in their
mouth , waitincr for somo crumb to fall from
tho ofllco holder's tablo. Somo of them
hang around tho city hall for tho city van
bringing criminals from tho station houses.
They stand thoro and gloat over it really
enloy tho dispraco and suffering of those
poor creatures as they get out of tho city
van and go into tho courts.
Whoro do they got their money ? That is
what you ask. That is what I ask. Only
four ways of getting money only four ; by
inheritance , by earning it , by begging it ,
by stealing it ; and thero aro a vast multi
tude among us who got their living not by
inheritance , nor by earning it , nor by beg
ging it. I do not liko to take tho responsi
bility of saying how thoy get it !
Now , these men aro a constant temptation.
Why should I toil und wear myself out in
tho bank , or the ofllco , or tho store , or tho
shop , or tho factory ? Thoso men have noth
ing to do. Thoy get along a great deal bet
ter , and that is tho temptation under which
a great many young men fall. Thoy begin
to consort with these men , these idlers , and
they go down the same awful steeps. The
numbor of men in our cities who are trying
to got their living by their wits and by
sleight of hatid is all tho time increasing.
A Now York merchant saw a young
man , ono of his clerks , in half disguiso , go
ing into a very low place of amusement.
Tho merchant said to himself : "I must
look out for that clerk ; ho is going in bad
company and going in bad places ; I must
look out for him. " A few months passed
on , and ono morning tho merchant entered
his store , and this clerk of whom I havo
been speaking came up in assumed conster
nation and said : "Oh , sir , the store has
been on flro ; I havo put out tho firo , but
there aro a great many goods lost , wo havo
hnd a great crowd of people coming and go
ing. " Then tho merchant took tho clerk
bv tho collar and said : "I havo had enough
of this ; you cannot deceive me ; whore aro
thoso goods you stole ? " Tho young man
instantly confessed bis villainy.
0 the numbers of peoplo in these great
cities who aro trying to get their living not
honestly ! And they are a mighty tempta
tion to tho industrious young man who can
not understand it. While these others have
it so easy they havo it so hard. Horatius of
olden time was told that ho could havo just
as much ground as ho could plow around
with a yoke of oxen in ono day. Ho hooked
up tho oxen to tho plow and he cut a very
large circle and plowed until ho came to tho
sarao point where ho started , and all that
property was his. But I havo to tell you to
day that just so much financing just so much
moral , just so much spiritual possession you
will havo as you compass with your own in
dustries , and just so much as from tho morn
ing of your lifo to tho evening of your life
you can plow around with your own hard
work. "Go to the ant , thou sluggard ; con
sider i her ways and be wise. " Ono of tho
most awful caldrons of death to-day is an
indolent life. Thank God that you have to
work.
III. Once moro I remark : that the dram
shop is a great caldron of iniquity in our
time. Anacharsis said that the vine bore
three grapes : tho first was Pleasure , tho
next was Drunkenness , and the next Mis
! ery. Every saloon above ground is a foun
tain of iniquity. It may havo a license and
it may go along quite respectable for a
while , but after a while , the cover will fall
off and tho color of the iniquity will bo dis
played.
"Oh , " says some one , "you ought to bo
easier on such a traffic when it pays such a
large revenue to the government , and helps
support your schools and your great insti
tutions of mercy. " And then I think of
what William E. Gladstone said I think it.
was the first time he was chancellor of the
exchequer when men engaged in the
ruinous traffic came to him and said their
business ' ought to have more consideration
from tho fact that it paid such a large rev
enue to the English government. Mr. Glad
stone said : "Gentlemen , don't worry your
selves about tho revenue ; give me thirty
millions of sober peoplo , and we'll have
revenue enough and a surplus. " *
We might in this country this traffic
Ecrished have less revenue , but we would
ave more happy homes , and we would have
more peace , and we would have fewer pop
ple in the penitentiary , and there would tjo
tens of thousands of men who are now on
the road to hell who would start on the road
to heaven.
But the gnancial ruin is a very small part
of it. This iniquity of which I speak takes
everything that is sacred out of the family ,
everything that is holy in religion , every
thing that 'is infinite in tho soul and tram
ples it under foot. The marriage day has
come. The twain are at tho altar. Lights
flash. Music sounds. Gay feet go up
and down tho drawing room.
Did ever vessel launch on such
a bright and beautiful sea ? Tho
scene changes. Dingy garret. No fire.
On a broken chair a sorrowful wife. Last
hope gone. Poor , forsaken , trodden under
foot , she knows all the sorrow of being a
drunkard's wife. "Oh , " she says , "he was
the kindest man that ever lived , ho was so
noble , he was so good ! God never made a
grander man than he was , but the drink did
it , the drink did it ! " Somo day she will ,
press her hands against her temples and
cry : "Oh , my brain , my brain ! " or she will
go out on the abutment of the bridge some
moonlight night and look down on the glassy
surface and wonder if under that glassy
surface there is not some rest for a broken
heart.
A young man , through tho intercession
of metropolitan friends , gets a place in a
bank or store. He is going to leave his
country home. Thatmornine they are up
early in the old homestead. The trunk is
on the wagon. Mother says : "My son , T
put a Bible in the trunk , I hope-you will
read it often. " Sho wipes tho tears away
with her apron. "Oh , " he says , "come ,
don't you bo worried , 1 know how to take
care of myself. Don't be worried about me.
The father says : "My son , be a good boy
and write home often , your mother will be
anxious to hear from you. " Crack ! goes
the whip , and over the hills goes the
wagon. Five years have passed on ,
and a dissipated life has done its work
for that young man. There is a hearse
coming up in front of the old homestead.
The young men of the neighborhood who
have stayed on the farm come in and say :
"Is is possible ? Why , he doesn't look
natural , does he ? Is that the fair brow wo
used to know ? Is that the healthy cheek
wo used to know ? It can't bo possible
that is him. " The partiits stand looking
at the gash in the forehead from which tho
iife oozed out , and thev lift their hands and
say : "O my son Absalom , my son , my son
Absalom ; would God I had died for thee ,
O Absalom , my son , my son ! "
Lorenzo de Medici was very sick , and
some of his superstitious friends thought if
they could dissolve a certain number of
pearles in a cup and then he uould drinic
them it would cure him of the disease. So
they went around and thoy gathered up all
the beautiful pearls they could find , and
thoy disolved them in a cup , and tho sick
man drank them. Oh , itwas an expensive
draught But I tell you of a more expen
sive draught than that Drunkenness puts
into its cup the pearl ofjmysical health , tho
pearl of domestic happiness , the pearl of
respectability , the pearl of Christian hope ,
the pearl of'an everlasting heaven , and
presses it to tho hot lips.
1 tell you tho dram shop is the gate of heiL
Tho troublo is they do not put up tho right
kind of a sign. They havo a great many
different kinds of signs now on places whore
strong drink is sold. Ono is called tho "res-
taurant , "and an other is called the "saloon , "
and another is called the "hotel , " and an
other is called tho "sample room. " What a
name to give ono of thoso places ! A "sam
ple room ! " I saw a man on tho steps of one
of thoso "sample rooms" the other day ,
dead drunk. I said to myself : "I suppose
that is a sample I" I tell you it is tho gate
of hell.
"Oh , " says some man , " 1 am kind , lam
indulgent to my family , I am right in my re
spects , I am very generous , ana I havo too
grand and generous a moral nature to bo
overthrown in that way. " Let mo say that '
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tho persons who aro In tho most peril havo
tho lightest hearts , the bost education , tho
brightest prospects. This sin choosos tho
fattest Iambs for its sacrifice. Tho bright
est garlands aro by this carbunclcd hand of
drunkenness torn off tho brow of tho poet
and tho orator. Charles Lamb , answer 1
Thomas Hood , answer I Sheridan , tho Eng
lish orator , answer I Edgar A. Poo ,
answer ! Junius Brutus Booth , answor.
Oh , como and look over into it whllo I
draw off tho cover hang over it and look
down into it , and sco tho seething , boiling ,
loathsomo , smoking , agonizing , blaspheming
bell of tho drunkard. Young man bo mas
ter of your appetites and passions. Thcro
aro hundreds might I not say thousands ?
of young men in this houso this morning
youncrmenof fair prospects. Put your
trust in tho Lord God and all is well. But
you will bo tempted. Perhaps you may this
moment bo addressed on tho first Sabbath
of your coming to tho groat city , and I give
you this brotherly counsel. I speak not In
a perfunctoryway. . I Bpeak as an older
brother talks to a younger brother. I put
my hand on your shoulder this day and
commend you to Jesus Christ , who himself
was a young man and died whllo yet a
young man , and has symnatny for all
young men. Oh , bo masterf by tho graco
of God , of your appetites and passions !
I close with a peroration. Ministers and
speakers aro very apt to closowith a peror
ation , and thoy generally roll up somo
grand imagery to express what they havo
to say. I cioso with a peroration mightior
than was ovcr uttered by human lips. Two
quotations. Tho first is this : "Who hath
woe ? who hath babbling ? who hath wounds
without cause ? Thoy that tarry long at tho
wine , they that go to seek mixed wine. Look
not upon tho wine when it is rod , whon it
moveth itself aright in tho cup. forat tho last
it bitoth liko a serpent and a'ingeth liko an
adder. " This is the other quotation. Mako
up your mind as to which is tho moro im
pressive. I think tho last is the mitrhtior :
"Rojoice , O young man , in thy youth , and
lot thy heart cheer thee in tho days of thy
youth , and walk thou in tho sight of thine
own eyes ; but know thou that for all theso
things God will bring thee into judgment"
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A Blind Bridal Pair.
Every pleasant evening' , in that hour
just before twilight which we all love
to idle away with inconsequential
thoughts and observations , thero
passes my window a couple that great
ly interests me. The lady is but a
young girl it seems and she has such a
pretty face , so white and peaceful ,
with something of sadness in it , some
thing of joy.
She has greieycs that stare strange
ly at you , and at tho sound of her
companion's voice their lids are drop
ped and the long , graceful eyelashes
fall upon her cheeks. Tho man re
minds me of one of the old Sax
ons. He is big and strong and has the
curly golden hai ? and the big blonde
beard of that race of men. His com
panion hangs on his arm and yot ho
seems to depend upon her as much as
she on him , for they cling very close
ly indeed together , while ho carefully
picks their way out with a light cane.
Both aro blind. I inquired about
them the other day. Neither ever
saw the light of day. Neither can
ever know how glorious the sunlight
i3 , how prettily blond the beautiful
hues of the flowers , how grand all na
ture looks. Neither ever saw the oth
er ! and yot they are a bridal pair.
They only live in a world of dark
ness and each other. They met long
ago , became devotedly attached to
each other and were married. And so
now every evening , when the weather
is fine , they go out for a little stroll
and as they slowly , carefully walk
past my window I think : ' "It is a sad
and yet pretty sight a blind bridal
party. " Toledo Blade.
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Torture in Bokhara.
The report that the amir of Bokhara
has ordered tho abolition of torture in
his kingdom , in honor of the czar's es
cape from death in a railway accident ,
will suggest painful memories to Eng
lishmen. The commonest form of tor
ture in Bokhara is confinement in the
"black well , " where the luckless victim
is devoured by vermin. This was the
fate of Stoddart , who was afterwards
put to death along with Connolly by
the present amir's grandfather. Other
cruelties , too , were practiced by "tho
butcher , " as he was fitly called. Men
were thrown down from high walls or
towers , "were flayed alive , or roasted in
ovens. Mr. George Curzon , at the last
meeting of the Eoyal Geographical
society , showed a photograph of the
tower from which criminals are still
flung , and he expressed a hope that this
barbarous punishment would before
long be abolished. Torture is by no
means uncommon in the Indian native
states ; indeed , Sir Lepel Griffin de
scribes it as a recognized form of judi
cial procedure. He mentions the caso i
of a ruling chief who was openly ac- J
cused of having the acrid juice of
chillies squeezed into the eyes of reluc
tant witnesses. "He was an old gentle
man , " Sir Lepel saysof the most soft
and courteous manners , and the idea
that chillies could be objected to as a
means of judicial investigation did not
seem to have occurred to him. " St.
James Gazette.
The Largest Wheel Ever Made.
The largest wheel of the kind ever
made in this country , and probably
the largest of any kind , is now in
course ' of construction at the machiuo
shops of the Dickson Manufacturing
Company , at Scranton , Pa. It is what
is called a sand wheel and is being
made for the Calumet and Hecla Cop
per Company , of the Lake Superior
xegion. The great wheel will be 53
feet in diameter and several feet wide ,
and the Dickson Manufacturing Com
pany will get § 70,000 for it. It is be
ing built around a twenty inch hol
low shaft of gun metal and it will
weight between 150 and 160 tons when
completed. When the great wheel is
put in place at the copper mines it
will be made to revolve slowly by
means of enormous cogs on tho sur
face of its circumference. These cogs
are being cast in segments and will
weigh many tons in the aggregate.
On each side of the mammoth wheel
there will be fifty buckets , each of
which will hold about one hundred
gallons , and these buckets will elevate
the washings and dump them into a
sluiceway. After the great wheel has
been built up and the finishing touch
es have been put on it will be taken
apart and shipped. Every picee will
he mumbered , so that there will no
trouble in putting the wheel together ,
and it will take eight or ten cars to
transport it Philadelphia Record.
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Not Always Speedy.
"Who was that young man , Kitty ,
that you tried to lot out of tho hentse
some time this morning without my
hearing you ? "
"That , pa , was Charley Curve , the
ball pitcher. He's ever so nice , and
he's got a terrific speed. " ,
"Has he ? He doesn'tshow it in go
ing home. " Chicago Herald.
Too Much Befininff.
Proud Mother "Don't you think my
little son looks very refined ? "
Blunt DoctorYes , indeed ; looks
as if he could be knocked over with a
feather.New York Weekly.
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SELIM THE FAITHFUL ,
OR A PERSIAN LOVE STOR7-
The Star of His
Heart--Tho-Shadow-of-
the-Sultan'e-Hand--Tho Fidelity
of Trus Love.
One midday , a little less than 200
Sears ngo , the people of tho town of
( i ( aishapur woro concluding the noon
prayer which each devout Moslem re
cites beforo eating his second meal.
It was in that prosperous period
whon the expulsion of the Turks from
the province of Eborassan was almost
an old story ono of the many legends
of patriotic conquest told of tho war
like Shah Abbas and when the newer
invasion by as fierce a foe was as yet
in tho undreamed-of-future.
The brilliant sun , now right over
head , drew a burning line along the
middle of lengthy streets , whose pro
jecting roofs and overhanging balcon
ies of latticed wood kept then : at all
other times of the day in completo
shadow. Through tho open gates
could be seen to the east of tho city a
stretch of dusty desert. From the
north and southwest broken hills ,
clothed with gently swaying trees ,
conveyed a pleasant suggestion of
coolness to the thirsty townsfolk. Re
flected from these burning lines and
spots where the sun could intrude ouly
at high noon , tho light gleamed on tho
softly shadowed , richly colored walls
of tho prosperous persian city. From
the lustrous tiles of purple porcelain
encrusting gorgeous mosques , on whose
walls tho name of Allah was blazoned ,
linked with a thousand epithets , even
to tho rags of beggar and peddler ,
chastened color glowed everywhere.
But the focus of the city's heaped gor-
geousness was in tho great market
with its many bazaars , where the pul
sations of the business were even now
slackening into tho repose of noontide ;
for it was then too hot even for an ac
climatized Oriental to woik , and , the
hour having been proclaimed , labor
rapidly subsided.
A little longer than else whoro its
hum aud clatter hung about the stalls
wheio fruit and other kinds of food
were sold. In the bazaar of the brass-
workers the change from clatter to
hush was sharply defined. Mostof tho
brass-workers went home to pray aud
eat , and then to sip collee and smoke
in the company of their wives. A few
who were lazy , or whose homes were
distant and unattractable , bought food
at the cook-shops and carried it to the
ritall of a popular merchant who kept
coffee and Kalian or hubble-bubble
ready for all comers.
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A IAHGE EGYPTIAN LAD.
One man ro-o from sitting on his
heels , put aside tho lantern ho had
been hammering at all the * morning ,
and reached down a covered bassin of
curds and a lump of bread from a
shelf , tplacing them beside the spot
where he was in the habit of sitting.
Then he looked out of the front of his
little shop as far as he could see up
and down tho market , his large dark
eyes moving with slow reluctance , as
though to prolong the illusion that
something that ho knew would not be
there might have been conjured thith
er by some friendly sprite.
His search ended , he hooked a cur
tain across the open front of his booth
and hid himself and his doings from
sight. Yet , though he had put away
his ostensible employment , the lantern ,
he must havo gone to work again on
something , after a very hasty meal ,
for , from behind the curtain , came
clear tho sound of his solitary hammer ,
tap , tap tap , tap , tap. Greedy of
money perhaps , grudging the rest that
others freely took ; but no one , it
seemed , troubled themselves very
much about him he was only Selim
the unsociable. There was nobody of
any account just now to be interested
in his movements ; the brass-workers'
bazaar contained besides him only
dogs and boys , and only the boys were
awake ; the dogs were as sound asleep
as good Moslems , lying all together in
a heap , with heads resting on and
ba % ks against each other , and legs
sticking out very straight in every
direction. They complained a good
deal in their sleep , having perhaps only
time in their slumbers to realize the
full pathos of the numerous kicks and
disappointments that they underwent
when awake. Now and then one
would start and turn over , and there
would como fierce snarling snaps from
those whom he disturbed.
The boys were left to look after
the various shops while the owners
were away , a boy being the only thing
that can remain energetic through an
Eastern noonday. They were mostly
noisy , squabbling little Persians ; but on
the stops of the largest and wealthiest
boothwherein there was a store of jew
els and jeweled work , sprawled a large
Egyptian lad a picturesque black
guard from Cairo , in crimson fez and
white garments , with a pair of turquo
ise-encrusted pistols stuck in his waist
shawl. He affected a superiority over
the rest , and smoked his hubble-bub
ble with a grown-up air as he reclined ,
disdaining the whispers and amuse
ment about him. As a big boy the
others accepted his pretensions ; had he
been a man they would probably have
conspired to make his life a burden.
They conversed in snappish whispers ,
interrupting one another continually ;
he smoked lazily , rolling from time to
time a crafty eye in the direction of the
booth of Selim the unsociable , at
tracted by the restless tap-tapping that
went on within.
A raid was being concerted on the
fruit and sweetmeat bazaars ; three of
the strongest and sharpest lads were to
execute it , whilst the rest of the boys
looked after the brass workers' shops.
A few final directions and explana
tions , and the three boys sunk stealthi
ly out of sight , concealing their faces
as much as possible.
Then silence reigned in the brass
workers' bazaar except for the ham
mering of Selim. His hammer struck ,
it could be heard now , at irregular
intervals. A fellow craftsman could j
have told that Selim was finishing some
piece of work , turning it over and
over , giving a skillful stroke just now
and then where it was needed ; now
stopping to use the file on a rough
edge , or the knife to chip off a piece
of the pitch bed on which it had been
beaten out , and fragments of which
Btill clung to its intricacies.
A distant barking and shouting an
nounced that the raid was beginning.
The very smallest boy in the bazaar ,
vj he sat trembling on the steps of the
> ooth he guarded , opened his eyes to
their full width , and looked burdened
with guilt. The cap he wore was made
of an old piece of stuff that had once
been green , and in the badinage of the
drass market he was called the des-
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cendant of tho prophetTho sound of
blows was distantly audible , tho shout
ing became less , and louder , and less
again , as the pursuors followed tho
marauders about tho intricacies of tho
market.
At length the pursued regained tho
brass bazaar in a moment their spoils
were hidden away , and themselves
disposed in attitudes of tranquillity and
meditation. A few minutes later a
couplo of men with sticks appeared ,
looked round the bazaar , scorned re
assured and then again suspicious , and
finally addressed themselves to the
Egyptian. Ho looked at them craftily
as ho delayed his answer , relishing the
suspense of the other lads. It would
havo amused him greatly to hand them
over to a beating , but it was more
natural to lie , so his reply started the
pursuers on a further search.
Then the spoils were divided , the lad
from Cairo continuing to smoke in a
lofty mannor. Tho portion of sweet
meat allotted to tho green-capped boy
attracted his attention. "Como hero , "
ho called , "grandson of Mohammed
( on whom be peace ) . " The other boys
felt it , as he obviously did , a conde
scension that ho should adopt their
nickname , but dignity can bo resumed
"
at any moment and"sweetmeats pass
away irrevocably , and he know no
other name for the child. Tho "grand
son of Mohammed" approached the
Egyptian , proffering a moderate gift
with his right hand , and concealing the
bulk of his trcasuro in his left benind
his back. When he came within reach
the Cairenc dropped his pipe stem and
grabbed both the child's hands ; tho
right surrendered its gift , tho loft re
mained closed , until it , too , yielded at
a threat from the other's dog-like
teeth. The little boy retired in tears
to his booth , and tho laughter of his
comrades was an act of homage to tha
Cairene's rough joke. Tho descendant
of the prophet continued to sob on his
shop steps , the others chatted , the
Egyptian munched and smoked ; So-
lini's tap-tapping went on with steady
irregularity.
And now came silently into tho
quiet bazaar a man who seemed fas
cinated by the sound of the unsociable
lantern-maker's hammer. A man evi
dently in tho habbit of eavesdropping ,
for he did not draw attention to him
self by looking round to seo if he were
the object of it , but walked quietly to
Selim's booth , drew the curtain
stealthily a little aside , and looked
eagerly in His eyo was caught and
heid by a piece of work that lay on the
craftman's lap a large nnd beautifully
proportioned perfume-holder of brass ,
of that rich colored oriental brass with
much copper in it that is far mellower
than tho sharper yellow amalgam of
western civilizations. It was pierced
in lace-like designs , the piercing itself
a monument of patient art ; the un-
pierced portions were incised with deli
cate scrollwork , with strange or beau
tiful figures , and with graceful inscrip
tions whose characters were fantastic
ally interlaced. Tho stranger drew in
his breath at the sight of the treasure ,
and his eyes glared wolf-like with tho
longing to clutch and possess.
Think with me a little , you westerns
who read this easterm story , what the
perfume-holder means. With you the
word "scented" carries a half reproach
the scent-holder is a toilet requisite ,
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DREW THE CURTAIN STEALTHILY ASIDE-
an almost degraded thing. You kuow
scent , but 3'ou do not know perfume ;
you lack the dry fresh air of Persia ,
and perhaps tho nostrils of the Persian.
In the homes of the east the pierced
perfume-holder stands in its honored
place , containing its mixture of preci
ous matters that , like the heart of the
lover , will be sweet as they burn and
fade. Charcoal from the brazier is
sprinkled on tho perfume , and each
passing breath fans the rich incandes
cence.
To lie and dream awake in the cool
air of the zenaua , and when some
large-eyed , silent-footed girl has passed
through the room , to watch the delicate
blue curls of scented smoke jet sudden
ly out from the brass vessel and slide
Eassionately after her , and , havinglost
er , spread and spread in widening
circles until they strike your sense with
deliciousness , is it not to behold the
very image of love ? or the poetic
love that inspires in throbbing verse , in
verse that affects not the cruel-hearted
one whose gracious movement has
drawn it from the burning soul ; yet is
not purposeless , since it sweetens your
life and mine. If you have read those
stories of the east that are rendered
into your own tongue , you will remem
ber how they wander and digress even
in the very stress and emergency of
the story , and you will pardon an ori
ental , though disorientalized , if he di
gresses when most , if it ever can , his
story should interest you. Even to a
Persian born and bred there is no re
turn to eastern tranquillity alter tast
ing the feverish scramble of your won
derful , boastful , mistaken civilization.
There is no healing for the rabies of
hurry that hns infected tho blood , and
if my soul linger for the purpose of a
tale about. Khorassan 1 will henceforth
remember that the fingers and the pen
are hastening in London.
It was with no thought of such as
sociation with it that the spy gazed at
Selim's masterpiece. In the east , as in
the west , there are men with whom
every conceivable thing has its ono
value in mouev. He was a merchant ,
in many things that foreign traders
valued , and , though a cruel and un
scrupulous man , had the gift of always
having the law and minions on his
side , tho result , perhaps , of his accu
rate assessment of their money value.
After awhile Selim became unensily
aware of his presen.ee , and looked up
swiftly , disappointment filling his face
as he - realized the bearded and ill-
omened countenance that gloated over
"Has Allah made the day too short
for you , O , Selim , that you labor in
time of rest ! " said tho merchant , stew
ing down his eager look into a sodden
Selim's answer was given like the
throw-up of the head with which a
well-bred steed tosses away a caress
from an unaccustomed hand. "There
is no rest to be found , O merchant , in
spying into what other men would
iy ;
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kcop hidden , which concornw you as
littlo as whothor I work or rest at mid
day. "
Selim had a cloth besido him , in
which ho would havo ooncoalcd his
"work had not tho merchant porcolvcd
it beforo he was aware of him. He did
not hido it now , but paused in his ham
mering and looked to tho other to go.
This the merchant ovideutly did not
intend to do without tho porfumo-
holder , at which ho continued to cast
greedy glances. He oflorod a price for
it , which Selim rcfusod ; ho raised his
offer , and tho craftsman told him that
this work of his was not for sale. Still
the merchantlingorcd incredulous ; toll *
inga tale of a rich islander from far
in the northern seai. for whom
his friend Marco , tho Venetian , was
buying such samples of Eastorn crafts
manship as this piece of Selim's. That
artificer was proof against even tho
wealthy islander ; in whom , by tho way ,
lie no more believed than the importu-
nato merchant did that a pieoo of un
sold brasswork was notforsalc. Sohm ,
wrathful as his persevorance , drove
him away at last by wrapping and
locking up tho perfume-holdor and
successively pressing on him ovory
ether piece of work and they were
not many that ho possessed. Tho
woald-bo customer at length departod ,
saying aloud that he would come again
when Selim might bo more in tho mind
to do business. And Selim , opening
his shop , set to work again on tho lan
tern that had occupied him iu the
morning.
Tho merchant paused for a few min
utes , when out of Selim's sight , but
still in the confines of tho brass-work
ers' bazaar , and , with a lowering and
complexioned face , seemed to call on
unseen powers to attest a mental vow.
Tho Egyptian lad watched from tho
steps of tbe big shop the merchant's
pantomime of irrepressible passion ,
and seemed to ponder tho possibility
of profit following such observation.
In spite of his simple attire there was
a suggestion of wealth about the mer
chant's person , for , howovor artfully
disguised , tho rich man stands revealed
to him who lusts for gold.
A strident voice from outside tho
brass market proclaimed that the noon
day rest was ended.
Unhurrying tho workers returned
to resume the day's task. The meas
ured body of clattering sound rose
again , half way towards silence in its
soporific influence on tho ear , like the
continual busyness of insects and birds
in a wood.
Then came a buyer , and thero was
one hammor tho loss at work and two
tongues the more ; tho more buyers ,
buyers' friends and sellers' friends ,
and gradually the chattering gained
upon tho clattering.
Selim , so intent when all had been
resting , seemed more thoughful and
less active now. Tho mere work-a-day
lantern that he labored at appeared to
grow distasteful to him , the blows of
his hammer followed ono another with
less eagerness ; once he covered his
eyes with his hand , clasping his fore
head convulsively as though it ached.
It was a glaring hot afternoon and
the bazaar was full of noise. Presently
through the din of trading penetrated
other sounds from outside the market.
The shouts of a moving crowd and the
sounds of their feet , and beating of
drums and gongs , and , from time to
time , loud trumpet blasts. Loiterers
decamped to join the throng outside ,
buyers were carried away by their
curiosity to see what was happening in
the street , and some of the sellers fol
lowed them , first charging their friends
who remained to keep a protecting
eye on th ir wares. The news dif
fused itself through tho market that it
was the marriage procession of a great
man no less than the son of the late
King , dignified by the present Shah
with the title of The-Shadow-of-the-
Sultan's-IIand , though the low rank of
his beautiful mother prevented his
having airy claim on the throne.
Selim hardly heard the gossip that
buzzed about him ; he was too much
occupied with his own thoughts ; the
shouted news that interested his neigh
bors made his head ache , that was all.
Nobody asked him to mind their goods
for them his reserve had made him
condemned as unsocialable , and if he
had cared to go. there was no one he
could ask to protect his little store of
bras1 ? lanterns and the like. He had
no wish to leave his shop ; what was a
prince's wedding to him that he should
rejoice at it ? But he wa3 relieved by
the emptiness of the bazaar and the
comparative quiet about him. He laid
aside the incomplete lantern and look
ed at his left hand. Round the little
linger of it was wrapped apiece of rag ;
Seiim unwound it , repealing a littl
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SELIM UNWOUND IN.
strip of hammered bras3 that circled
the finger like a ring. It had been
twisted together while on the linger ,
and pressed it so tightly that the flesh
was red and inflamed on each side of
it. It must have hurt him constantly ,
and the which he
rag-wrapping , pres
ently soaked in water and replaced ,
was ' necessary as a bandage.
His thoughts went away to her whose
present to him was this little circle of
pain to the hour when she had care
lessly given it to him , and then back
to the moment when he had first seen
her ; the moment when his soul was
born.
And again at the recollection , as
then at the reality , his breath paused
and his heart stood still with wonder
ing delight at her lovliness and the
depth of ner eyes.
Except thoso eyes her face was
always veiled , as she used to pass
through the brass-workers' bazaar al
most daily on her way into the market.
But , when she came to appreciate the
homage of Selim's obeisance , to return
his salutation , even to linger for a few
moments beside his little stall , the veil
would yield to view some rounded
contour of olive cheek or dimpled hint
of the neighborhood of lips.
One day oneof such days as come
perhaps in a happy lifetime she came
to make a purchase of Selim , and lin
gered for an hour , plaj-fully making
him toach her the way he wrought in :
brass , asking the use of the grounds of :
lead or of pitch and of all the little
punches and dies with which he imi i
pressed the ductile metal. One lit- j
tie die , freshly made and never 3
yet used , Selim showed her ; a i
die that dinted a tiny whorl i
pattern. She tried this upon a shred 1
of brass , Selim shielding with his own
the little hand that held the tool , lest
sho should miss her stroke with the
hammer and crush Jher tiny fingers. ]
Once and again she did miss her aim
and the hammer fell smartly on Selim's
hand , so glad to be wounded to pro
tect the precious little fingers it sur1 1
rounded. Having finished this sport ,
she relinquished the die to Selim , aud :
he swore he would ubo it on no other <
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work than for a gift for let * , raillri '
and not scorning to taliove is his ea 1 i
nestnoHs , sho told him where an < HfcJL- ! > ,
relative dwelt at wlfoao houso ho niigfffi f < '
leave the present for her. Then , wMU *
the playfulness of a child , sho took tlfjSB /
shred of brass and bent it round Selim A |
finger liko a ring , and without the- \ - -
pincers brought tho onds tightly to- %
gothor and fouled them over , looking j &
mischiovcously in tho strong man's * & > - '
faco to sco if sho could make himjvW i
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After this a few words wire v oxohang mj Jr--- *
ed , Solim's happy , modest soul foast- v *
ing the whllo on the lustrous eyes that a
told him tho wholo story of Paradise. 1
Then , too suddonly , too soon , tho com * j
bination unknit itself and ho was loft I
with a novor-dying imago in his soul. f
On that day ho had named hor for him- 1
self tho Star of his Heart and had pro-
TIIE STAR OF HIS IIEAUT. 'M
jectcd and begun tho perfume-holder , a1
laboring at it over since in all sparo a
hours. Ho has seen hor again an she '
passed , less frequently of late , not at J
all tho last two weeks , but the ex- | |
quisito interview had never boon re- | j
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Selim took out the littlo punch-liko . m
tool that dinted tho whorl pattern , ami J
reaching his largest file , slowly defaced ?
the die , casting the remainder of tl o 1
tool out into the markot. T ic har.ih ;
scraping of the file had made hU head j
ache tho more ; ho pressed h s hand to
his brow , and then with a sigh took up ' *
the lantern again. In the moment "f
beginning to work he fell ns ! < up Hi' J
was sitting on his heels , his head full f
forward tin ii ill's chin rested ou In • | 9
breast ; his left hand was curved round ji
the incomplete brass latitorn that l.vy M
on his lap , the hand of his slack riglis | 1
arm lay on the ground boaicle him hold- - - jfl
ing his hammer. jH
Far away flew his soul into tho warm ' 1
.ind kindly world of dreams to m • t 4 %
her ho had so often met thei ' W Himii. j |
her knowledge. And ri' w it h'-i-humI , ji
with the strangeness to u l.al m a -
dream , that the consciousness was his , ' *
that sho was tho seeker aud le was * /
where ? IIo could not tell , but hu ]
or somo one saw that she found tho ,
- , and caressed it for
im , touching it with the fruit velvet
of her cheek ; letting the silk of her i
hair fall over it liko the blessiug f | .
Allah. For a moment the hammered SI
brass became the s'ul and the senses t
of Selim , and felt and thrilled at her V
touch. The moment passed and then
tho voice sai 1. "But Selim , wht ru is
Selim ? " and the dreamer but it ap
peared to Selua that it was another ,
not himself sontoutglo look for liitu ,
saying to hor and to the voices , "I will
find Selim , I know him by the ache in
his finger ; " antt wandered among a I
the sorrows and pains of the world un
til ho came to a pain that he knew.
And beginning with that ho toiled and m
worked in a strange dream pr > • os 0
half piling of ihings that would fall m
and crumble as they were piled , half m
creation by maro will to build up ' &
Selim. 9
And , when the building process was i 0p > -
finished , there for one moment was "x
Selim complete , sitting in his shop in
the bazaar with a hammer in his
hand , and an unfinished lantern in hi.s
lap ; and no Starcf his Hei.rtanywhere ,
but the bazaar full of people iJisciids-
ing the marriage procession , and somo
laughing about a ridiculous fellow who k
had fallen asleep. j
In a moment tha bazaar vanished , : r. *
a glimpse of the street through a door-
way when the dar. * c.irtaut falls : tcro-j * ;
and there again xras tho lovyiv lady |
There , too , was Selim now ; he n-meni-
bered himself by tiie pain in his linger.
He had a great mace in his right hand , | |
and was armed lil-e the mighty Rus- § T
tern , and the hand that aehed rented
on his shield. A company of devil- ;
roared against htTj , ami : nB iii tss * in
were two balans lii/r j3 a < > \ ni -i > .u > : .a
the White Djmon that lli : tcni v.n - .
quished. But the sweet huh' , w > < v
ioved him too mu.-'i ' i'n fe. uf..r h.n >
v
bent and kissed I : a vo ucii tl hand ,
and the two white hat n- , t > -n-d n i /
scorn , and Seiim hcav. d u h.s maee. t
and prepned for ! > . . • 11 f
And suddenly h' V'd-f , : nd w.h r
his little < diop in the b 7. > t .i tin. . .
satirical cr < wd wereg.i..nr : ti him. < W
he had muttered t nd m ved in s s
sleep. In the niidrl of tae l. r u * ;
smiled the crafty uierehant , : t d : i Iii-
tle behind grinned th < j b" "gv \ * < ftoir. j
Cairo , watching h' th h.m and Seli-n.
"O my Selim , " said tho me.reha.nt. *
"do you spin you. * dream.from j
the juice of the poppy-head or tho j
wine of Shiraz , or ai > ; you an e-iter
of hashi'-h , that you < ? o thiotigh in
this little booth more ad'.entures than
Firdusi has ever sun . ' * The crowd
laughed , aud as Selim collected his
senses to reply the merchant cont nued ,
"A poor old man such as I can divuni , f
too , not of ladies' lip ? and of battle. f
but of mere buying am : selling A3 I -j J
slept after my bread at midday 1aaSp " k
dreamed that Selim had a rare pcr ' " 5 " H
fume-holder to sell me , and th.it I * H
bought it , and sold it again to Marc6 jfl
the Venetian , to the great profit of my 9
Selim and myself. ll\va I stumbled 7 |
on the truth in a dream , mj * friend ? "
"I have no perlumc-1 older toell t
you , " said Selim ; "I havo but the. % I
things you see on mj * shop board. " ' .
This the merchant made him repeat so
that all could hear it ; a'id ' even tnuri
began at him again
"But dreams are sent from Allah ' '
"Some dreams are from Allah , iner- ;
chant , but not your' ; there is my ni"r- ,
chandise ; if you will buy I will g v \ \
you good worth , for I need monuy t. > - | h
morrow ; if not , leave m < * , in the name J j
of him on whom be peace. " > % }
The merchant did ar length lur : of
Selim's delicate haadiwor : : . wh ; . : i he.
seemed as covetous to p • • -s as ho
was loath to part with his ' ? : < > iii. - * *
[ CONCLUDED NEXT WKiI. . | if *
She Was O'er Sr.ztp. \
Not long ago a yonntr mm in Koek- / . -f
ford , 111. , was coaxed to write hu ji tmo , ' < |
in a yemg ladj-'s album. Now ho v f
would like to get his signature bek : , Jjl
as the young lady has begun srtiit , tZ
against him for S30U , claiming that she 91
hold3 his note for tiir.t s.mi. It is * 9
thought that the lady tilled a note for " * , < 9
the sum just over h's signature and % 9
then tore the leaf out of the albusr. . / " " fl H
Capacity Grsat. I l
Mrs. Hobson'Your husband is very rjH H
fond of fox hunting , is he not , Mrs. , H
Vancouver ? " H
Mrs. Vancouver "Yes , indeed.very. H
Mrs. Hobson "How many bars can 1 |
he take ? " Ml
Mrs. Vancouver "I don't know ex- HI
actly , but I have heard it said that his. Hi
capacity at bars is very great. " A.l
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