THE 60SPEL ARCHIPELAGO
Or. Talmage’s Discourse on the
Isle of Patmos. .
A Continuation of Obiarvatlom Confirm**
tor/ or the Hcrlpluro*—Som*
* Beautiful Thought* Told la
Beautiful Language*
BnooKI.YN, N. V., Not. 8, 1801.—At
overflowing congregation at the Brook
lyn Tabernnclo thin morning attested
the interest the religious public is tak
Ing in tho series of sermons Dr. Tal
mage is preaching on what he saw,
eonlirmatory of the Scriptures, during
his tour from the pyramids to the
Acropolis. This morning's sermon, the
fourth of tho Burie , was on the islands
of tho Greok Archipelago. The doeior
took two texts: Acts 91:3, “When wo
t had discovered Cyprus wo loft it on tho
left hund;" and Revelation 1:1), “I,
John.was in tho islo that is
called l’atmos.”
Good bye, Egypt! Although interest
ing and instructive beyond any coun
try in all the world, excepting the
Holy Land, Egypt was to me some
what depressing. It was a post-mor
tem examination of cities that died
1,000 years ago. The mummies, or
wrapped up bodies of the dead, were
prepared with reference to the resur
reolion day, the Egyptians departing
this life wanting their bodies to be
kept in os good condition as possible
. so that they would be presentable
when they wore culled again to occupy
them, liut if when Pharaoh comes to
resurrection he finds his body looking
as I saw his mummy in the museum at
Boulae, his soul will become an un
willing tenant. The Sphinx also was
to me a stern monstrosity, a statue
carved out of rook of red granite sixty
two feet high and about 143 feet long
and having the head of a man and the
body of a lion. We sat down in the
Band of the African desert to study it.
With a cold smile it has looked down
upon thousands of years of earthly his
tory; Egyptian civilization, Grecian
: civilisation, Roman civilization; upon
the rise and fall of thrones innumer
able; the victory and dofeat of the
> armies of centuries.
But Egypt will yet come up to the
glow of life. Tho liiblo promises it.
The missionaries like my friend, good
and great Dr. Lansing, are sounding a
resurrection trumpet above those Blain
empires. There will be sqine other Jo
eeph at Memphis. There will be some
other Moses on the banks of the Nile.
There will be some other Pypatia to
teach good morals to the degraded.
I Attend of a destroying angel to slay
the first-born of Egypt, the angst of
the4 New Testament will shake ever
lasting life from his wings over a na
tion born in a day. When, soon after
mv arrival in Egypt, I took part in the
solemn and tender obsequies of a mis
sionary from our own land, dying there
far away from the sepulchres of her
fathers, anti saw around her the dusky
and weeping congregation of those
whom she had come to save, I said to
Burself: “Here is self-sacrifloe of the
noblest type. Hero is heroism immor
tal Here is a queen unto God forever.
Hero is something grander than the
pyramids. Here is that which thrills
the heavens. Here is a specimen of
that whioh will yet save the world.”
Good-bye, Egypt! This sermon finds
ub on the steamer Minerva in the Gre
cian archipelago, the islands of the
New Testament, and islands Palinian
and Johannian in their reminiscence.
What Bradshaw's directory is to trav
elers in Europe, and what the railroad
guide is to travelers in America, the
book of the Acts in the Bible is
to voyagers in the Grecian, or as
1 shall call it, the Gospel archipelago.
The Bible geography of that region is
accurate without a shadow of mistake.
We are sailing this morning on the
name waters that Paul sailed, but in the
opposite direction to that which Paul
'Voyaged. He was sailing southward
*nd we northward. With him it was:
Ephesus, Coos, Rhodes, Cyprus With
us it is reversed and it is Cyprus,
Rhodes, Coos, Ephesus. There is no
book in the world so accurate as tho
-divine book. My text says that Paul
left Cyprus on the left; we, going in
the opposite direction, have it on the
right. On our ship Minerva were only
two ot three passengers beside ourown '
pai ty, so we had plenty of room to
walk the deck and oh, what a night
was Christmas night of 1889 in that
'Grecian Archipelago—islands of light
above, islands of beauty beneath! It is I
a royal family of islands, this Grecian I
Archipelago:, the orown of the world's!
scenery set with sapphire and emerald, ]
and topaz and chrysoprasns and ablaze I
with a glory that seems let down out
of eelestial landscapes. God evidently
made up his mind that just here he
would demonstrate the utmost that can
be done with islands for the beautifies
wuu ui unrioiy sceuery.
The steamer had stopped during the
Bight and in the morning the ship was
M quiet as this floor when we hastened
up to the deck and found that we had
anchored off the island of Cyorus. in
a boat, which the natives rowed stand
ing up as is the custom, instead of sit
ting down as when we row, we were
noon landed on the streets where Paul
and ’ .rnabus walked and preached.
Yea, when at Antioch Paul and Barna
bus got into a fight—as ministers some
times did, and sometimes do, for they
all have imperfections enough to
anchor them to this world till their
work is done, I say—when because of
that bitter controversy Paul and Bar
nabas parted, Barnabas came back
here to Cyprus which was his birch
fiace. Island wonderful for history!
t has been the prize sometimes won
by Persia, by Greece, by Egypt, by the
Saracens, bv the Crusaders, and last of
all, not by s-.vord but by poD, and that
pen of the keenest diplomatist of the
century. Lord iiecconsfleld, who under
a lease which was as good as a pur
chase, set Cyprus among the jewels of
Victoria's crown. We went out into
the excavations from which Ui Cesnota
has enriched our American museum
wtth antiquities and with no better
weapon than our foot we stirred up
the ground deep enough to get a tear
bottle in which some mourner shed his
tears thousands of years ago and a
lamp which before Christ was born
lighted the feet of some poor pilgrim
on his way. That island of Cyprus lia
cnough to set an antiquari'an wild.
The most of its glory Is the glory of
the hast, and the typhoid fevers that
swept its coast and the clouds of lo
custs that often blackened its skies,
(though ¥200,o< 10 woro expended by the
british empire in one year for the ex
tirpation of these noxious insec's, yet
falling to do tlio work) and the fre
quent chungeof governmental masters,
hinders prosperity. llut when the
islands of the sea come to (lod, Cyprus
will como with them, and the agri
cultural "and commercial opulence
which adorned it in ages past will be
eclipsed by the agricultural and com
mercial and religious triutnphs of the
ages to come. Why is the world so
stupid that it cannot see that nations
ure prospered in temporal things in
proportion as they are pros
pered in religious things. Godliness
is profitable not only for individuals
but for nations. Questions of tariff,
questions of silver bill, questions of re
public or monarchy have not so much
to do with a nation's temporal welfare
as questions of religion. Give Cyprus
to Christ, give England to Christ, give
rtmci mu w yivu me worm to
Christ,and he will glvo them all a pros
perity unlimited. Why Is Hrooklyn
one of the queen cities of the earth?
lieeau.se it is the queon oity of churches,
lilindfold mo and lead me into any city
of the earth so that 1 cannot see a
street or a warehouse or a homo and
then lead me into the churches and
then remove the bandage from my eyes
and I will tell you from what 1 see in
side the consecrated walls, having soen
nothing1 outside, what is that city’s
merchandise, its literature, its schools,
its printing-presses, its government, its
homes, its arts, itsscionces, its prosper
ity, or its depression, and ignorance,
and pauperism and outlawry.
Might came down on land and sea
and the voyage became tome more and
more suggestive and solemn. If you
are pacing it alone,a ship s deck in the
darkness and at sea is a weird place,
ami an active imagination may conjure
up almost any shape he will audit
shall walk the sea or confront him by
the smokestack, or meet him under the
captain's bridge. Hut here *1 was alone
on ship’s deok, in the Oospel Archipel
ago and do you wonder that the sea
was populous with the past and that
down the ratlines llible memories de
scended? Our friends had all gone to
their bertha “Captain,” I said, "when
will we arrive at the Island of Uhodes?”
Looking out from under his glazed
cap, he responded in sepulchral voice:
"About midnight.” Though it would
be keeping unreasonable hours, I con
cluded to stay on deok, for I must see
llhodca one of the islands associated
with the name of the greatest mission
ary the world ever saw or ever will
see, Paul landed th re and that was
enough to make it famous while the
world stands and famous In heaven
when the world has beoomo a charred
wreck
Hut there is one island that I longed
to see more than any other. I can af
ford to miss the princes among the
islands, but I must see the king of the
Archipelago. The one I longed to see
is not so many miles in circumference
as Cyprus or Crete or Paros or Naxos
or Scio or Mltylene, but 1 had rather,
in this sail through the Grecian Arch
ipelago, sec that than all the others;
for more of the glories of heaven
landed there than on all the islands
and continents since the world stood.
As we come toward it l feel my pulses
quicken. “I, John, was in the island
that is called Patmos.” It is a pile of
rocks twenty-eight miles in circumfer
ence. A few cypresses and inferior
olives l ump a living out of the earth,
and one palm tree spreads its foliage.
Hut the barrenness and gloom and
loneliness of the island made it a
prison for the banished evangelist.
Uomitian could not stand hfs ministry
and one day, under armed guard, that
minister of the Gospel stepped from a
tossing boat to these dismal rocks, and
walked up to the dismal cavern which
w» to be his home, and the place
where should pass before him all the
con diets of coming time and all the
raptures of a coming eternity. Is it
not remarkable that nearly all the
great revelations of music and poetry
and religion have been made to men
in banishment—Homer and Milton
banished into blindness; Heethoven
banished into deafness. Dante wriliug
his Divina Commedia during the nine
teen years of banishment from his
native land; Victor Hugo writing his
Les Miserables exiled irom home and
country on the island of Guernsey and
the brightest visions of the future have
been given to those who bv sickness or
sorrow were exiled from the outer
world into rooms of suffering. Only
those who have been imprisoned By
very hard surroundings have had great
revelations made to them So Patmos;
wild, chill and bleak and terriblo was
the best island in all the Archipelago,
the best place in all the earth for
divine revelations, llefore a panorama
can be successfully seen the room in
which you sit must be darkened and in
the presence ol John was to pass such
a panorama as no man ever before saw
or ever win see in this world, and
hence the gloom of his surroundings
was a help ratlmr than a hindrance.
All the surroundings of the place af
fected St. John's imagery when he
speaks of heaven. St. John, hungry
from enforced abstinence, or having no
food except that at which hit nppeiite
revolted, thinks of heaven; and as the
famished man is apt to dream of boun
tiful tables covered with luxuries, so
St. John says of the inhabitants of
heaven: “they shall hunger no more."
Scarcity of fresh water on 1’atmos and
the hot tongue of St John's thirst
leads him to admire heaven as he says;
“They shall thirst no more.” St. John
hears the waves of the sea wildly dash
ing against the rocks and each wave
has a voice and all the waves together
make a chorus and they rarnind him of
the multudinous anthems of heaven,
and he says: “They are like the voice
of many waters ” One day, as ' he
looked off upon the sea, the waters
were very smooth as it is today while
wo sail them in the Minerva and they
were like glass and the sunlight
seemed to set them on tiro, and there
was a mingling of white light and in
tense flame, and as St. John looked
out from his cavern home upon that
brilliant sea he thought of the splen
dors of heaven and describes them “as
a sea of glass mingled with fire.” Yes,
eated in the dark caverfl of Patinos,
though homesick and hungry and
oaded with Uomitian's anathemas, St
lohn was the most fortunate man on
■arth because of the panorama that
oassed before the mouth of that
cavern.
Turn down all the lights that we
may better see it The panorama
passes, and lo! the conquering Christ,
r"l>e<i, girdled, armed, the flash of
golden candlesticks and seven stars in
his right hand, candlesticks and stars
meaning light held up, and light scat
tered. And there passes a throne and
Christ on it, and the seals broken, and
the woes sounded, and a dragon slain,
and seven last plagues swoop, and
seven vials are poured out, and the
vision vanishes. Ancl we halt a mo
ment to rest from the exciting spec
tacle. Again the panoraqia moves on
before the avern of Patinos, and John
the exile sees a groat city representing
all abominations, Babylon towered,
palaced, templed, fountained, foliaged,
sculptured, hanging gardeus, suddenly
going crash! crash! and the pipers
cease to pipe, and the trumpets cease
to trumpet, and the dust and the
smoke and the horror fill the canvas,
while from above afld beneath are
voices announcing, ‘‘Babylon is fallen,
is fallen!" And we halt again to rest
from the spectacle. Again the pan
orama passes before the cavern of Pat
mos, and John the exile sees a mounted
Christ on a snow-white charger lead
ing forth the cavalry of heaven, the
long line of white chargers galloping
through the scene, the cluttering of
noors, tno clinking' of bridle-bits, and
the flash of spears, all the earth con
quered and all heaven in Doxology.
And we halt again to rest from the
spectacle. Again the panorama passes
before the cavern of Patmos, and John
the exile secs great thrones lifted,
thrones of martyrs, thrones of apostles,
thrones of prophets, thrones of patri
archs, and a throne higher than.all on
which Jesus sits, and ponderous books
are opened, their leaves turned over,
revealing the names of all that have
ever lived, the good and the bad, the
renowned and the humble, the mighty
and the weak, and at the turn of
every leaf the univorse is in rapture
or fright, and the sea empties
its sarcophagus of all the dead of the,
sunken shipping, and the earth gives
way, and the heavens vanish. Again'
wo rest a moment from the spectacle.
The panorama moves on before the
cavern of Patmos, and John the exile
beholds a city of gold, and a river
more beautiful than the Rhine or the
Hudson rolls through it, and fruit trees
bond their burdens on either bank,
and all is surrounded by walls in
which the upholstery of autumnal for
ests, and the sunrises and sunsets of
all the ages, and the glory of burning
worlds seem to be commingled.
My friends, I would not wonder if
you should have a very similar vision
after a while. You will be through
this world, its eares, and fatigues and
struggles, and if you' have served the
Lord and have done the best you could,
I should not wonder if your dying bed
were a Patmos. It often has' been so.
I was reading of a dying boy who,
while the family stood round sorrow
fully expecting each breath would be
the last, cried, “Open the gates!”
Open the gatesl Happy! Happy!
Happy!” John Owen in his last hour
said to his attendant, “Oh, brother
Payne! the long wished for day is come
at last!” Rutherford, in the closing
moment of his life cried out, "I shall
shine, I shall see him as he is, and all
the fair company with him, and shall
have my large share. I have gotten
the victory. Christ is holding forth his
arms to embrace me. Now I feel!
Nov* I enjoy! Now I rejoice! I feed
on manna. I have angels’ food. My
eves will see my Redeemer. Glory,
glory dwelleth in Immanuel’s land!"
Yes, ten thousand times in the history
of the world has the dying beff been
made a Patmos. You see the
time will come wherf you will,
0 child of God, be exiled
to your last sickness as much as John
was exiled to Patmos. Yoii will go
into your room not to come out again
for God is going to do something bet
ter and grander and happier for you
tu an he has ever yet done! There will
be such visions let down to your pillow
as God gives no man if he is ever to re
turn to this tame world. The appar
ent feeling of uneasiness and restless
ness at the time of the Christian’s de
parture, the physicians say, is caused
by no real distress. It is an uncon
scious and involuntary movement, and
1 think in many cases it is the vision
of heavenly gladness too great for mor
tal endurance. It is only heaven
breaking in on the departing' spirit.
You see your work will be done and
the time for your departure will be at
hand, 'and there will be wings over
you and wings under you. and songs
let loose on the air, and your old father:
and mother gone for years will descend
into the room, and your little children
whom you put away for the last sleep
years ago will be at your side, and
their kiss will be on your foreheads,
and you will see gardens in full bloom,
and the swinging open of shining
gates, and will hear voices long ago
hushed. In many a Christian depart
ure that you have known and I have
known there was in the phraseology
of the departing ones something that
indicated the reappearance of those
long deceased. It is no delirium, no
delusion, but a supernal fact. Your
gionneu lovea ones will bear that you
are about to come aud they will say in
heaven. “May I go down to show that
soul the why up? May I be the celes
tial escort? May 1 wait for that
soul at the edge of the pillow?”
And the Lord will say, “Yes.
Yon may fly down on that mission. ”
And I think all your glorilied kindred
will come down,' and they will be in
the room, and although those in health
standing around you may hear no
voice, and see no arrival from the
heavenly world, you will see and hear.
And the moment the fleshly bond of
the soul shall break, the cry will be,
“Follow me! Up this way! Ily this
gilded cloud, apast these stars, straight
for home, straight for glory, straight
for God!” As on that day in the Gre
cian archipelago, Patinos began to
fade out of sight, X walked to the
stern of the ship that I might
keep my eye on the enchant
ment as long as X could, and the voice
that sounded out of heaven to John the
exile in the cavern on l*atmos seemed
sounding in the waters that dashed
against the side of our ship, “Behold
the tabernacle of God is with men.
and he will dwell with them, and they
shall be his people and God himself
shall be with them and be their God,
and God shall wipe away all tears from
their eyes, and there shall be no more
death, neither sorrow nor crying,
neither shall there be any more pain,
for the former things are passed
away.”
Frank McBeth, a jealous Dead wood col
ored man. Is under arrest for attempting
to murder his mulatto ghl consort
A LITTLE CAME <JF BLUFF.
Sow • ^Millionaire Purposely Wrecked a
Ball way Trade. t
“See that man over there?” said a
imminent Detroit lawyer to me the
»ther night as we were standing in the
•otunda of the Fifth Avenue Hotel,
jointing as he spoke to a tall, smooth
ihaven, powerful-faced man who had
'ust entered. “He doesn’t look ranch
like a man who would deliberately
wreck a train, does he? But he dia,
all tiie same, less than ten years ago,
:o niv personal knowledge.
‘‘Who is heP Well, that’s Michigan’s
newest millionaire, James M.‘Ashley
Jr.-*--Jim’ Ashley, as they call him
out there—the grand mogul of the To-*
ledo and Ann Arbor railroad system.
Uo started out twelve years ago with
out a dollar, and in that time has built
*nd equipped 400 miles of railroad,
and. without freezing out a stock
holder or cheating any one out of a
penny, now controls it, and is worth
*2.000,000 if he’s worth a nickel. How
did he do it? Simply byacombina
lion of brains, grit, and ‘gall.’ For.
while his tongue stutters like sin, I
don’t believe that his brain has missed
a cog since the day he was born.
“Speaking to me not long ago of
how he came to go into railroad build
ing, he said: “W-when I c-c-came out
of c-e-collego and s-s-saw the power
that m-m-money gave to those who had
ii, I m-m-made up m-my mind that I
w-w-wanted some of it, and I g-g-guess
I’ve g-g-got it.’ And he has.
"But I started to tell you about his
wrecking that train. It was about six
years ago, and Jim was in a tight spot,
financially, and he couldn't get any
rnoro town bonds until he had got his
road running forty miles aheeaof the
terminus at that time. You see. he
hud received upwards of $150,000 in
bonds from towns ahead, which he had
already hypothecated, but thev all
contained a provision that they’were
to become utterly worthless unless he
ran a train into the towns that issued
them by a certain prescribed date. If
they were thus defaulted, of oouifce
those who held them would swoop
down upon him and drive him into
bankruptcy; and every cent he had
made so far he had put into the read,
for ho was playing for a big stake or
pone at all. Well one fine morning,
while Jim was moving heaven and
earth to get through on time, and just
ns his graders were preparing to put
his tracks across that of another road
that intersected it, Jim was served
with an injunction restraining him from
crossing the other road. Of course the
whole thing was a bluff, the manage
ment of the rival road well knowing
that it would be dissolved at the hear
ing, but they knew how badly Jim
was pinched, and they fondly hoped
that the loss of that (150,000 would
ruin him, so that they could gobble up
his line for a song. * Jim read the in
junction through, sat down on a stump,
scratched his head, and looked at the
high embankmeut of the other road.
Suddenly an idea struck him, and as
poon as the sheriff disappeared he pro
ceeded to put it into execution. The
pext day the trainman of the rival
road reported to the management that
Ashley was tunneling under their
track, after shoring it up so that it was
perfectly safe for their trains. Down,
went the sheriff and ordered Jim to de
mist, only to be coolly informed by him
that:.
‘“The injunction only r-r-restrained
from c-erossing the other track, and
g-g-goiug under w-w-wasn’t c-crossing
by a d-damned sight.’
“The sheriff didn’t dare to interfere
with him, with the 400 navvies at hist
back, and so went back to the county^
seat and telegraphed to the Governor
for troops to uphold the dignity of the
law. The governor ordered two corns
ponies of troops to the seat of war, and
so telegraphed the sheriff, all uncon
scious that Jim had tapped the tele-:
graph wires and was getting ready to
receive them. In order to get to the
tunnel, their nearest route was to come
by rail and strike Jim’s roatl about
twenty miles from it, and then run
down his line to the fleM of battle.
When they reached the junction the
train stopped, andi the Major in com
mand got out to' see what was the mat
ter. He found an engine in the ditch
and a pile of broken fiat ears thirty
feet high on the track, while Jim sat
on the top roil of an adjacent fence,
serenely smoking a corn-cob pipe and
calmly surveying the wreck. You see,
he had deliberately taken his oldest
engine, hitched thirty dilapidated flat
cars to it taken up two rails at that
spot, and then, after telling the train
men to get out of the way of splinters,
had run the train back up the track, a
mile, pulled the throttle wide open,
jumped off and sauntered leisurely
ilown the track to look at the rain*
and witnesa the discomfiture of hif
•nemies.
hat s the mutter here, Mr. Ash
ler P*’ asked the Major, as, in company
■with the conductor of the militia train,
he approached the silent Sphinx on the
fence.
“•H-h-had a w-w-wreck,’ said Jim.
“When will you get it cleared off?”
asked the Major.
‘■•Well.’ said Jim.“my m-m-men are
pretty busy up the track, and I r-r
reckon it’ll be about t-t-three days.
B-but it’s only twenty miles to the end
of my t-t-track, and you c-can walk it
in a day if you’re in a h-h-hurry.’
“Of course the soldiers didn’t care tc
hoof it that far. and when, after a long
detour thnt took them at lest twelve
hours, they arrived at the seat of war
they found the track laid through and
two of Jim’s engines tooting defiance
at them from the other side, so they
turned around and went home again,
aud Jim's bonds were saved.
“Doesn’t look like a man who had
over deliberately wrecked a train in
time of peace, does he? But he has
though.”—N. ¥. Star.
Central, Africans.
- S3” swindle appeared in itnrope.
Prominent persons receive letters dated
at the military prison in Madrid pur
porting to come from the late secre
tary of the Egyptian mahdi, who knows
where 4,000,000 of francs -are conceal
ed. He asks a small sum to satisfy
the creditors who keep him in prison,
in return for which he will tell where
the treasure is.
The Modern Journal.
Great Newspaper Proprietor (who
haa made a fortune in trade and then
bought a daily for some reason no fel
low can find out)—This is Saturday,
isn’t it? I want a forty-page paper for
tomorrow.
Editor (meekly)—But, sir, the whole
force, if furnished with brand-new
shears, couldn’t get out more than
twenty pages on such short notice.
G. N. P. (authoritatively)—Let the
other twenty pages be filled with ad
vertisements.
Editor—But, sir, we haven’t the ad
vertisements.
G. N. P.—Go out and buy some, then.'
Cake and Bread Language,
Little Dot—Oh, I just love cake. It’s
awful nice.
Mamma (reprovingly'—You should
not say you ‘love’ cake; say ‘like. ’ Do
not say ‘awful;’ say *very. ’ Do not say
‘nice;’ say ‘good.’ And by the way,
the word ‘just’ should b.e ommitted,
also the ‘oli.’ Now, my dear, repeat
the sentence correctly.
Little Dot—I like cake; it’s very
good.
Mamma—That’s better.
Little Dot (with an air of disgust)—
Sounds as if I was talkin' ’bout bread.
MjriUrhi of Navigation,
Sweet Girl (in a rowboat)— What it
this place in the back of the boat for?
Nice Young’ Man—That is to put an
oar in when you want to scull the
boat. Rowing requires both oars, one
on each side; but in sculling one oai
only is used. That is placed at the
back and worked’with one hand.
Sweet Girl (after meditation)—I wish
you would try sculling awhile.
Seeking imormatlon.
Sister's Little Brother — Was you
born with a silver spoon in your mouth
Mr. Poorchappe?
Mr. Poorchappe (sister’s caller)—“I
fear not. Why do you ask?
Little Brother—I thort mebby you
was. Everybody says you’re awful
spooney.
A few days ago two girls, both handy
with a rope or gun, were riding along
the highway in Rocky Canyon, when
unexpectedly they met a bear, says the
Wilbur Register. They did not faint
or even offer to run. On the contrary,
they drew straws to see which would
get the first hug. They ha^ often
heard of the hugging qualities of a
bear, but had never had an opportunity
of testing the truth of the statement.
During the controversy, however, the
bear “took a tumble” and climbed a
friendly tree. Of course the girlB could
not condescend to climb a tree, so one
of them rode several miles after a rifle,
and in a few minutes after her return
the bear was lying on the ground dead.
Colonel Pug Jones and Colonel Dave
Nicholson are the two Dromios of St.
Louis. They each weigh about 300
pounds and attend the same theater,
eat at the same restaurant, bet on the
same horses, get left on the same base
ball g%me and otherwise daily pool
their separate fortunes.
General Hayes is expected to visit
South Carolina in November. If he
goes to Charleston he will be the first
ex-president to visit that city since
ex-President Polk stopped there in 1848
when on his way home to Tennessee.
""Walt Whitman, James Russell Lowell.
Julia Ward Howe, Edwin P. Whipple, W
W. Story. Ur. J. G, Holland, Herman Mel*
yille and Thomas W. Parsons were all
born in the year 1819.
Bun or Ohio, City of Toledo, )
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—Mr. Depew tells the latest of his In
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business level to the plane of after-dinner
speaking by reading Macaulay's essays.
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When she was a Child, she cried for Castoria,
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—Mme. Nevada's little daughter Mlgnon
when asked by a visitor how she managed
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with my dolly, but usually I meditate over
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—A Black Hills miner recently discov
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aver (7,090 worth of gold iu two days. I
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