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B I \ Upon returning to his senses be told
H I r tne , with great excitement , that he had
bbbbBILi J"I again seen Madeline ; moreover , this
ET e \ time he had seen a man with her a
Hf J I man who had placed his hand upon
B I \ "her wrist and kept it there ; and so ,
H I \ according to Carriston's wild reasoning ,
bbbbbbB i \ became , on account of the contact , visi-
Hp 1 J ble to him.
K | ° Kc told me he had watched them for
fl B 3 some moments , until the man tighten-
fl fl \ ing his grip on the girl's arm , endeav-
& If ored , he thought , to lead her or induce
m \ her to follow him somewhere. At this
< # juncture , unaware that he was gazing
B § .at a vision , he had rushed to her assist-
flance in the frantic way I have de-
„ I scribed then he awoke.
PMfa He also told me he had studied the
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B jb man's features and general appearance
B | # * "J"ost carefully with a view to future
bbbbbB J * .recognition. All these ridiculous state-
bbbbbB"b1 J inents were made as he made the for-
nl s iner ones ; with the air of relating sim-
LbbB iflp 'l'0 , " "deniable facts one speaking the
H \mL 3 > laint unvarnished truth , and expecting
B jfl | , fu11 crotJecce to oe given to his words.
HrT rsls Ir t0 ° sad ! It was ev
bbbbbbBJi Mt5fi3&Sfl& ident t0 mB that the
Vl 'J lSlSateSyB j barrier between
bbbbBMTffifflf& im his hallucinations ,
M OT ® | ? dream * * * * ! > ns , or
Wl ' StePl ? wha * fi -hose
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HR. \ vEt ? ? tel /iem' and
flOEi ' lrdtd > I pui - nity'was
H H ) j" ir * and fragiie one.
nfl But before I gave
HfBl his case up as hopeless I determined to
flmake / another strong appeal to his comB -
B mon sense. I told him of his cousin's
B visit to me of his intentions and prop-
PVt osition. I begged him to consider what
K & consequences his extraordinary beliefs
Bl | and extravagant actions must eventu-
H" ! ally entail. Ke listened attentively and
PbV I calmly.
KJ "You see now , " he said , "how right I
Hh \ was in attributing all this to Italph
EI \ Carriston how right I was to come to
BPR l \ you , a doctor of standing , who can
Bl - > - / vouch for my sanity. "
BBE "Vouch for your sanity ! How can I
K when you sit here and talk such arrant
fl B\ . nonsense , and expect me to believe it ?
flWhen you jump from your chair and
Hb- rusn madl3 * at some visionary foe ?
Hh y Sane as you may be in all else , any
B MbC v evidence I could give in your favor
Hkm must break down in cross-examination
Bv if an inkling of these things got about.
M Come , Carriston , be reasonable , and
Hk I > rove your sanity by setting about this
ft1 search for Miss Rowan in a proper
He made no reply , but walked up and
j hk- , - down the room apparently in deep
mL'JtW thought. My words seemed to have
H BJp had no effect upon him. Presently he
B # seated himself ; and , as if to avoid re-
Hw turning to the argument , drew a book
V1 at hazard from my shelves and began
BM to read. He opened the Volume at ran-
B dom , but after reading a few lines
S/ seemed struck by something that met
t his eyes , and in a few minutes was
f deeply immersed in the contents of the
S ) -book. I glanced at it to see what had
HV so awakened his interest. By a curious
H | fatality he had chosen a book the very
Bji worst for him in his present frame of
| B mind Gilchrist's recently published
P life of William Blake , that mastery ]
V memoir of a man who was on certain
h points as mad as Carriston himself. 1
HL , was about to remonstrate , when he laid
f \ down the volume and turned to me.
vM > "Varley. the painter , " he said , "was 1
Kflf a firm believer in Blake's visions. "
| B ? "Varley was a bigger fool than
Hr Blake , ' * I retorted. "Fancy his sitting
BL down and watching his clever but mad t
V friend draw spectral heads , and believ-
f ing them to be genuine portraits of
HHl dead kings whose forms condescended 1
k ) to appear to Blake ! " v
Bk/ A sudden thought seemed to strike
2 Carriston. "Will you give me some
HJEr | ' paper and chalk ? " ' he asked. Upon be-
9fc ing furnished with these materials , he
HAf seated himself at the table and began
Hf to draw. At least a dozen times he
HL . sketched , with his usual rapidity , some
| B object or another , and a dozen times
Bjr after a moment's consideration , threw
Hv each sketch aside with an air of disT -
T appointment and began a fresh one
Kt At last one of his attempts seemed tc
B come up to his requirements. "I have
HL it now , exactly ! " he cried , with joy
Br ! even triumph in his voice. He speni
B U some time in putting finishing touches
_ B to the successful sketch , and then lu
Hfl | handed me the pjjper.
Bi "That is the man I saw just now ,
BB | with Madeline , " he said. "When I fine
liim I shall find her. " He spoke witi
\ all sincerity and convictifa. I looked
h # at the paper with , I am ound to say
B | ' a great amount of cur ty.
HL No matter from at visionarj
source Carriston had L - . rn his inspir-
HSf ation , his sketch was vigorous and nat
IS ural enough. I have already mentioned
Km liis wonderful power of drawing per
B traits from memory , so was willing t <
B - grant that he might have reproducec
M the outline of seme face which hac
Bt somewhere struck him. Yet why shoulc
r - * n have been this one ? His drawinj
Bi \ W- represented the three-quarter face of i
W ' -v aian an ordinary man apparently be
Hf tween forty and fifty years of age. I
Hff was a coarse-featured , ill-favored face ,
Hi with a ragged ruff of hair round thi
| : hin. It was not the face of a gentle
1 /nan , nor even the face of a gently nur
B lured man ; and the artist , by a fev
B gunning strokes , had made it-wear s
B -traits' and sullen look. The sketch , a
I write , this , lies before me , so that 1
am not speaking from memory.
Now , there are some portraits of
which , without having seen the origi
nal , we say , "What splendid likenesses
these must be. " It was so with Carris
ton's sketch. Looking at it you felt
sure it was exactly like the man whom
it was intended to represent. So that ,
with the certain amount of art knowl
edge , which I am at least supposed to
possess , it was hard for me , after ex
amining the drawing and recognizing
the true artist's touch in every line , to
bring myself to accept the fact that it
was but the outcome of a diseased im
agination. As , at this very moment ,
I glance at that drawing , I scarcely
blame myself for the * question that
faintly frames itself in my innermost
heart "Could it be possible could
there be in certain organizations pow
ers not yet known not yet properly
investigated ? "
My thought supposing such a
thought was ever there was not dis
couraged-by Carriston , who. speaking
as if his faith in the bodily existence
of the man whose portrait lay in my
hand was unassailable , said :
"I noticed that his general appear
ance was that of a countryman an
English peasant ; so in the country I
shall find my love. Moreover , it will
be easy to identify the man. an the top
joint is missing from the middle finger
of his right hand. As it lay on Made
line ' s arm I noticed that. "
I argued with him no more. I fell
that words would be but wasted.
XIII.
XIII.DAY
DAY or two after I
had witnessed what
I must call Carris
ton's second seiz
ure we were favored
# with a visit from
the man whose ser
vices we had se
cured to trace Mad
eline. Since he
had received his in
structions we had
heard nothing of his proceedings until
he now called to report progress in per
son. Carriston had not expressed the
slightest curiosity as to where the man
was or what he was about. Probably
he looked upon the employment of this
private detective as nothing more use
ful than a salve to rny conscience. That
Madeline was only to be found through
the power which he professed to hold
of seeing her in his visions was , I felt
certain , becoming a rooted belief of
his. Whenever I expressed my sur
prise that our agent had brought or
sent no information , Carriston
shrugged his shoulders , and assured me
that from the first he knew the man's
researches would be fruitless. How
ever , the fellow had called at last , and ,
I hoped , had brought us good news.
He was a glib-tongued man , who
spoke in a confident , matter-of-fact
way. When he saw us , he rubbed his
hands as one who had brought affairs
to a successful issue , and now meant
to reap praise and other rewards. His
whole bearing told me he had made an
important discovery ; so I begged him
to be seated , and give us his news.
Carriston gave him a careless glance ,
and stood at some little distance from
us. He looked as if he thought the im
pending communication scarcely worth
the trouble of listening to. He might ,
indeed , from his looks , have been the
most disinterested person of the three.
He even left me to do the questioning.
"Now. then , Mr. Sharpe , " I said , "let
us hear if you have earned your
money. "
"I think so , sir , " replied Sharpe.
' looking curiously at Carriston , who ,
strange to say , heard his answer with
supreme indifference.
- "I think I may say I have , sir , " con-
tinued the detective ; "that is , if the
gentleman can identify these articles
' as being the lady's property. "
' Thereupon he produced , from a thick
lettercase , a ribbon , in which was stuck
! a silver pin , mounted with Scotch peb-
i bles , an ornament that I remembered
i having seen Madeline wear. Mr. Sharpe
i handed them to Carriston. He examined -
. ined them , and I saw his cheeks flush
* and his eyes grow bright.
"How did you come by this ? " he
. cried , pointing to the silver ornament.
) "I'll tell you presently , sir. Do you
5 recognize it ? "
"I gave it to Miss Rowan myself. "
t "Then we are on the right track. " I
5 cried , joyfully. "Go on , Mr. Sharpe. "
i "Yes , gentlemen , we are certainly on
the right track ; but after all it isn't
- my fault if the track don 't lead exactly
1 where you wish. You cee , when I
i heard of this mysterious disappearance
1 of the lady I began to concoct my own
theory. I said to myself , when a young
and beautiful "
"Confound your theories ! " cried Car
riston , fiercely. "Go on with your tale. "
The man gave his interrupter a spite-
'
j ful glance. "Well , sir , " he said , "as
_ you gave me strict instructions to
3 watch a certain gentleman closely , I
j obeyed those instructions , of course ,
j although I knew I was on a fool's er-
j rand. "
? "Will you go on ? " cried Carriston.
x "If you know where Miss Rowan is ,
. saj * so ; your monev will be paid you the
t moment I find her. "
f"T don't say I know exactly where to
e find the lady , bxit I can soon know if
. you wish me to. "
"Tell ycur tale your own way. but as
v shortly as possible. " I said , seeing that
a my excitable friend was preparing for
s another outburst.
* .
"I fonnd there was nothing to bo
gained by keeping watch on the gentle
man you mentioned , sir , so I went to
Scotland and tried back from there.
As coon as I worked on my own lay I
found out all about it. The lady wenc
from Callendar to Edinburgh , from Ed
inburgh to London , from London to
Folkestone , and from Folkestone to
Boulogne. "
I glanced at Carriston. ' All his calm
ness seemed to have returned. He wat ?
leaning against the mantel-piece , UnU
appeared quite unmoved by Mr.
Sharpe's clear statement ns to the
route Madeline had taken.
"Of course , " continued Mr. Sharpe ,
"I was not quite certain I was tracking
the right person , although h r description - .
tion corresponded with the likeness
you gave me. But as you are sure this
article of jewelry belonged to the lady
you want , 1he ; matter Is beyond a
doubt. "
"Of course , " I said , seeing that Car
riston had no intention of speaking.
"Where did you find it ? "
"It was left behind in a bedroom of
one of the principal hotels in Folke
stone. I did go over to Boulogne , but
after that I thought I had learned all
yon would care to know. "
There was something in the man's
manner which made one dread what
was coming. Again 1 looked at Car
riston. His lips were curved with con
tempt , but he still kept silence.
"Why not have pursued your inqui
ries past Boulogne ? " I asked.
"For this reason , sir. I had learned
enough. The theory I had concocted
was the right one after all. The lady
went to Edinburgh alone , right enough ;
but she didn't leave Edinburgh alone ,
nor did she leave London alone , nor
she didn't stay at Folkestone where I
found the pin alone , nor she didn't go
to Goulogne alone. ' She was accompa
nied by a young gentleman who called
himself Mr. Smith ; and , what's more ,
she called herself Mrs. Smith. Per
haps she was , as they lived like man
and wife. "
Whether the fellow was right cr mis
taken , this explanation of Madeline's
disappearance seemed to give me what
I can only compare to a smack in the
face. I stared at the speaker in speech
less astonishment. If the tale he told
so glibly and circumstantially was true ,
farewell , so far as I was concerned , to
belief in the love or purity of woman.
Madeline Rowan , that creature of a
poet's dream , on the eve of her marriage
with Charles Carriston , to fly , whether
wed or unwed mattered little , with an
other man ! And yet , she was but a
woman. Carriston or Carr , as she only
knew him was in her eyes poor. The
companion of her flight might have
won her with gold. Such things have
been. Still
My rapid and wrongful meditations
were cut short in an unexpected way.
Suddenly I saw Mr. Sharpe dragged
bodily out of his chair and thrown on
to the floor , whilst Carriston , standing
over him , thrashed the man vigorously
with his own ash stick a convenient
weapon , so convenient that I felt Mr.
Sharpe could not have selected a stick
more appropriate for his own chastise
ment. So Carriston seemed to think
for he laid on cheerfully some eight
c- ten good cutting strokes.
Nevertheless , being a respectable doc
tor and man of peace , I was compelled
to interfere. I held Carriston's arm
whilst Mr. Sharpe struggled to his feet
and , after collecting his hat and his
pocketbook , stood glaring vengefully
at his assailant , and rubbing the while
such of the wales on his back as he
could reach. Annoyed as I felt at the
unprofessional fracas , I could scarcely
help laughing at the man's appearance.
I doubt the possibility of anyone look
ing heroic after such a thrashing.
( TO BE CON'TtVnsu.l
Hardships of Telegraph Poles.
"Yes , " said Joseph Donner , super
intendent of telegraph for the South
ern Pacific railroad , "telegraph poles
along the line have a hard time. Par
ticularly is this so out west , where the
poles are costly and stations are few
and far between. Now out in Ari
zona desert the poles are played the
deuce wtih generally. There is a sort
of woodpecker that picks the posts ab
solutely to pieces , thinking there may
be insects inside the wood. They hear
the humming and 'haven't sense
enough to know what causes it. Then
near the hills the black bears imagine
that each pole contains a swarm of
bees and they climb to the top and cbew
the glass insulators to pieces ; but the
sand storms are the things that create
the most havoc. When the wind blows
strongly the sand is drifted at a rapid
rate and the grains cut away the wood
at a fearful rate. It was a common
thing to have an oak pole worn to a
shaving in a day's time , while I have
seen poles just ground in the surface
of the earth during a single storm.
Things are so bad out there that the
company decided to substitute steel
poles for the oak and cedar , but that
didn't remedy the evil at all. The sand
just wore away the metal on each side
of the pole until the center Avas as
sharp as a razor , and all the Indians
used to shave themselves on the edge.
We finally managed to fix things. Just
painted the poles with soft pitch. The
pitch caught the sand , and now every
pole .is about two feet thick and as solid
as a rock. " New Orleans Times-
Democrat.
Not Great Tobacco Users.
Less tobacco is consumed in Great
Britain in proportion to the inhabitants
than in any other civilized country.
Husband "There's one thing I can
say for myself , anyway : I have risen
by my own efforts. " Wife "Never in
the morning , John. I notice that it
takes two alarm clocks and all the
members of the household to get you
up then. " Boston Courier.
TALMAGE'S SEEMON.
"WINGS OF SERAPHfM" LAST
SUNDAY'S SUBJECT. *
From the Text : "With Twain He
Covered His race , With Twain He
Covered Ilia Feet , and with Ttrain Ho
Did Fly" Isaiah 0:2.
N A hospital of lep
rosy good King Uz-
ziah had died , and
the whole land was
shadowed with sol
emnity , and theo
logical and pro
phetic Isaiah was
thinking about re
ligious things , as
one is apt to do in
time of great na
tional bereavement , and forgetting the
presence of his wife and two sons who
made up his family , be has a dream ,
not like the dreams of ordinary char
acter , which generally come from indi
gestion , "but a vision most instructive ,
and under the touch of the hand of the
Almighty.
The place , the ancient temple : build
ing grandr awful , majestic. Within
that temple a throne higher and grand
er than that occupied by any czar or
sultan or emperor. On that throne , fhe
eternal Christ. In lines surrounding
that throne , the brightest celestials ,
not the cherubim , but higher than they ,
the most exquisite and radiant of the
heavenly inhabitants : the seraphim.
They are called burners because they
look like fire. Lips of fire , eyes of fire ,
feet of fire. In addition to the features
and the limbs which suggest a human
being , there are pinions , which suggest
the lithest , the swiftest , the most buoy
ant and the most aspiring of all unin
telligent 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 cov
ered his feet , with twain he cov
ered his face , and with twain he did
fly. "
The probability is that these wings
were not all used at once. The seraph
standing there near the throne over
whelmed at the insignificance of the
paths his feet had trodden as com
pared with the paths trodden by the
feet of God , and with the lameness of
his locomotion amounting almost to
decrepitude as compared with the di
vine velocity , with feathery veil of
angelic modesty hides the feet. "With
twain he did cover the feet. "
Standing there overpowered by the
overmatching splendors of God's glory ,
and unable longer with the eyes to look
upon them , and wishing those eyes
shaded from the insufferable glory , the
pinions gather over the countenance.
"With twain he did cover the face. "
Then as God tells this seraph to go to
the farthest outpost of . immensity on
message of light and love and joy ,
and get back before the first anthem ,
it does not take the seraph a great
while to spread himself upon the air
with unimagined celerity , one stroke
of the wing equal to ten thousand
leagues of air. "With twain he did fly. "
The most practical and useful lesson
for you and me when we see the ser
aph spreading his wings over the feet ,
is the lesson oC humility at imperfec
tion. The brightest angels of God are so
far beneath God that he charges them
with foils' . The seraph so far beneath
God , and we so far beneath the seraph
in service we ought to be plunged in
humility , utter and complete. Our feet ,
how laggard they have been in the di
vine service. Our feet , how many mis
steps 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 won
ders of its organization. The Bridgewater -
water Treatise , written by Sir Charles
Bell , on the wisdom and goodness of
God as illustrated in the human hand ,
was a result of the $40,000 bequeathed
in the last will and testament of the
Earl of Bridgewater for the encour
agement of Christian literature. The
world could afford to forgive his ec
centricities , 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
footmen. With his large bequest in
ducing 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 af
ford to have another Earl of Bridgewater -
water , 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 in
genuity of its cartilages , the delicacy
of its veins , the rapidity of its muscu
lar contraction , the sensitiveness of its
nerves.
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 war
rior braces himself for battle. With it
the orator plants himself for eulogium.
With it the toiler reaches his work.
With it the outraged stamps his in
dignation. Its loss an irreparable dis
aster. Its health an invaluable equip
ment. If you want to know its value ,
ask the man whose foot paralysis hath
shriveled , or machinery hath crushed ,
or surgeon'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
laou goest to the Iioa- of God. "
Especial peril : "Their feet shall slide
in due time. " Connected 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 thuu •
I want to know. None of us could en
dure the scrutiny- Our feet not always
in paths of God. Sometimes in paths
of worldliness. Onr feet , a divine and
glorious machinery for usefulness and
work , so often making missteps , so
often going in the wrong direction.
God knowing every step , the patriarch
saying , "Thou settesU z print on the
heels of my feet. " Crimea 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-scrutinizing all-
all-3earchiug , - ,
trying eye of God ? The seraphs do.
How much more we ? "With twain he
covered the feet. "
All this talk about the dignity of
human 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 stone and brick ; but
that well afterward became the center
of the battle of Waterloo. At the open
ing of the battle the soldiers with their
sabers compelled the gardener , William
Von Kylsom , to draw water out of the
well for them , and it was very pure
water. But the battle raged , and three
hundred dead and half dead were flung
into the well for quick and easy burial ;
so that the well of refreshment be
came the well of death , 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 armies of sin have
fought around it , and fought across it
and been slain , and it has become a
well of skeletons. Dead hopes , dead
resolutions , dead opportunities , dead'
ambitions. An abandoned well unless
Christ shall reopen and purify and fill
it as the well of Belgium never was.
Unclean , unclean.
Another seraphic posture in the text :
"With twain he covered the face. "
That means reverence Godward. Never
so much irreverence abroad in the
world as to-day. Yon see it in the de
faced statuary , in the cutting out of
figures from fine paintings , in the chip
ping of monuments for a memento , in
the fact that military guard must
stand at the grave of Lincoln and Gar
field , and that old shade trees must be
cut down for firewood , though fifty
George P. Morrises beg the woodmen
to spare-the tree , and that calls a corpse
a cadaver , and that speaks of death as
going over to the majority , and sub
stitutes for the reverent terms father
and mother , "the old ' man" and "the
old woman , " and finds nothing im
pressive in the ruins of Baalbec or the
columns of Karnac , and sees no differ
ence in the Sabbath from other days
except it allows more dissipation , and
reads the Bible in what is called higher
criticism , making it not the Word of
God but a good book with some fine
things in it. Irreverence 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 sentimentality and humanitarianism -
itarianism and impudence and imbecil
ity , and call it God. No wings of rever
ence over the face , no. taking off of
shoes on holy ground. You can tell
from the way they talk they could have
made 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 dif
ference how bad a man is here , he
will come in at the shining gate. They
talk of the lm-e of God in a way
which shows you they think it
is a general jail delivery for all the
abandoned and the scoundrelly of the
universe. No punishment hereafter for
any wrong done 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 is love. In another
place the Bible says God is a consum
ing fire. The explanation is plain as
plain can be. God through. Christ is
love. God out of Christ is fire. To
win the one and to escape the other
we have only to throw ourselves body ,
mind and soul into Christ's keeping.
" " "I want no
"No , says Irreverence ,
atonement , I want no pardon. I want
no intervention : I will go up and face
God , and I wilt challenge him. and I
will defy him. and I will ask him
what he wants to do with me. " So
the finite confronts the infinite , so a
tack hammer tries to break a thunder
bolt , so the breath of human 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 turns away
because he cannot endure the splendor ,
and the chorus of all the empires of
heaven comes in with full diapason.
"Holy. holy , holy ! "
Reverence for sham , reverence for
the old merely because it is old , rever
ence for stupidity , however learned ,
reverence for incapacity however fine
ly inaugurated , I have none. But we
want more reverence for God , more
reverence for the sacraments , more
reverence for the Bible , more rever
ence for the pure , more reverence for
the good. Reverence a characteristic
of all great natures. You hear it in
the roll of the master oratorios. You
see it in the Raphaels and Titians and
Ghirlandajos. You study it in the ar
chitecture of the Aholiabs and Christo
pher Wrens. Do not be flippant about
God. Do not joke about death. Do
not make fun of the Bible. Do not de
ride the Eternal. The brightest and
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mlght'CBt seraph cannot look una- jXi
bashed upon him. Involuntarily th mi ;
wings come up. "With twain he cov. Bit
ered his face. " • * • I | |
As you take a pinch of satt or powder | l |
between your thumb and two fingcra. N
go Isaiah indicates God takes up the | Jfl
earth. He measures the dust of the illj
earth , the original there Indicating that J f !
God take3 all the dust of all the con- | , lj
tinents between the thumb and two | fl
Angers. You wrap around your hand I II
a blue ribbon five times , ten times. - il
You say It is five hand-breadths , or it 4 |
is ten hand-breadths. So indicates the I
prophet God winds the blue ribbon of , I
the sky around his hand. "He ineteth I
out the heavens with a spaxu" You I
know that balances are made of a beam j I
suspended in the middle with two ba- II
sins at the extremity of equal heft. la gfl
that way what a vast heft has been | B
weighed. But what are all tfce balances - $ M
ances of earthly manipulation compared - '
pared with the balances that Isaiah '
saw suspended when he saw God putting -
ting into the scales the Alps and the -
Appenines and Mount Washington and I
the Sierre Nevadas. You see the earth ; H
had to be ballasted. It would not do 'H
to have too much weight in Europe , or H
too much weight in Asia , or too much . B
weight in Africa , or In Americaso S
when God made the mountains he
weighed them. The Bible distinctly H
says so. God knows the weight of the H
great ranges that cross the continents , H
the tons , the pounds avoirdupois , tho- H
ounces , the grains , the millegrammcs- H
just how much they weighed 'then. M
and just how much they weigh now. H
"He weighed the mountains in scales' M
and the hills in a balance. " M
Sec that eagle In the mountain nest. H
It looks so sick , so ragged-feathered , H
so worn-out and so half asleep. Is- H
that eagle dying ? No. The ornithol- H
oglst will tell you it is the moulting H
season with that bird. Not dying , but H
moulting. You see that Christian sick. H
and weary and worn-out and seeming H
about to expire on what is called his H
death-bed. The world says he is dy- H
ing. I say it is the moulting season. H
for his soul the body dropping away. M
the celestial pinions coming on. Not H
dying , but moulting. Moulting out oC | |
darkness and sin and struggle into H
glory and into God. Why do you not H
shout ? Why do you sit shivering at l H
the thought of death and trying to hold > H
back and wishing you could stay here < H
forever , and speak of departure as H
though the subject were filled with j H
skeletons and the varnish of coffins. ' 1
and as though you preferred lame foot H
to swift -ing ? H
O people of God , let us stop playing |
the fcol and prepare for rapturous |
flight. When your soul stands on the |
verge of this life , and there are vast j/ / H
precipices beneath , and sapphired j H
domes above , which way will you fly ? j H
Will you swoop or will you soar ? Will I j J
you fly dowi rd or will you fly up- i H
ward ? Everything on the wing this | H
day bidding us aspire. Holy Spirit on H
the -ing. . Angel of the New Covenant i H
on the wing. Time on the wing , flying I |
away from us. Eternity on the wing. | |
flying toward us. Wings , wings , wingsl ) j H
Live so near to Christ that wnen f M
you are dead , people standing by your . H
lifeless body will not soliloquize , saying - | H
ing : "What a disappointment life was jj H
to him ; how averse he was to departure - |
ure ; what a pity it was he had to die ; |
what an awful calamity. " Rather ' ' |
standing there may they see a sign , j H
more vivid on your still face than the ' ' . B
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vestiges of pain , something that will ' ' aBBBBBBBafl
indicate that it was a happy exit the ! 'aBBBBBBBafl
clearance from oppressive quarantine. H
the cast-off chrysalid , the moulting of H
the faded and the useless , and the ascent - H
cent from malarial valleys to bright. |
shining mountain-tops , and be led to- j H
say , as they stand there contemplating H
your humility and your reverence in H
life , and your happiness in death : M
"With twain he covered the feet , with H
twain he covered the face , with twain j H
he did fly. " Wings ! Wings ! Wings ! H
IJruve Children. H
The Denver Republican quotes an |
interesting story of childish heroism , |
related by Mr. Spearman , attorney for |
the department of justice at Washing- j f
ton. He has been taking- testimony |
concerning some Indian depredation H
claims. In taking such testimony , he H
says , I frequently hear interesting stor- H
ics concerning early frontier life. I remember - H
member one case in particular , one of HH
the most remarkable exhibitions of H
courage in an eight-year-old boy that H H
I have ever heard of. It occurred near H f
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was attacked by Indians , and a man , H
who was visiting- the ranchman was. H
killed , and for a while it seemed as if" H
the whole party , wife and children * H
j would fall' a prey to th < e savages. Th'r j H
house was surrounded by the Indians. H
• and the people within defended themselves - H
selves as best they could : but the H
ranchman , watc-hisg his opportunity. H
lowered his little boy and his daughter. H
who was but twplve yf > ars of age. from H
• the back window and told them to cry j H
; and make their way to the canon and bbbbbbbbbbbB
follow- down to Beaver , where they |
| could obtain help. Tb" children sue- bbbbb bbbbbI
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bravery .vhich I think remarkable for M
a child of that age. the boy t < d his H
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one of them the other migiv : not be - b I
observed. The children got safely to H
Beavc . where a party was organized H
which hastened to the resue of the BbbB
besieged. At the beginning of thebbbbbbbbbbbbH
siege the Indians lud heard the chil- sbbbbbbb BbI
dren in the house , and missing their bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbI
voices , the alert savages discovered bbbbbbbbbbbbH
that they had gone and endeavored tobbbbbbbbbBLbI
overtake them ; but being unsuccessbbbbbbBbbbB
ful. and knowdcg that help would soon H
arrive , they withdrew before the res- LbbbbbbbbbH
cuers could reach the ranch. |
A day's work has been steadily de % H
creasing for the last hundred years. ' H