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RATTSMOtJ'M WmillS HKllALI), THUIBDAV, MAY 10, I8s7. THE THIRD WATCH THE TIME WHEN CRIMINALS DO THEIR WORST. It v. Ir. Talmajta Ehort III Hearer to Give Monty to the Poor leather than Tract ainbler the Most Heart ies of All Evil Ioer. 1 Brooklyn, May 15. At the tabernacle this morning there were the name great throng of people as ukuoI, overflowing the inuin audi ence room Into the corridor, and from the corridors into the street. This, tho largest church in America, in more and more inade quate to hold the people, as tho years go by. The pastor, the Rev. T. De Witt Talmage, D.D., took for his text this morning: "Watch man, what of the nizhtr Isaiah xxi, 3. lie said: Vh!ii night came down on Eablyon, Nineveh, and Jerusalem, they r.eoded care-, ful watching, otherwise the incendiary's torch might have been thrust into tho very heart of the metropolitan splendor; or enemies, marching from tho hills, might have forced the gates. All night long, on top of the wall and In front of tho gates, might be heard tho measured step of the watchman on his solitary beat; silence hung in air, save as some passer by raised the question: "Watchman, what of tho night P It is to me a deeply suggestive and solemn thing to see a man standing guard by night. It thrilled through me, as at the gate of an arsenal in Charleston, the question once smote me: "Who comes there?" followed by tho harp command: "Advance and give the countersign." Every moral teacher stands on picket, or patrols the wall as watchman. His work is to sound the alarm; and whether it be In the flrst watch, in the second watch, In the third watch, or in the fourth watch, to 1 vigilant until the daybreak flings its "morning glories'1 of blooming cloud across the arching trellis of the sky. The ancients divided their night into four parts the first watch, from 6 to 9; the second, from 0 to 12; the third, from 12 to 3; tho fourth, from 3 to 6. I speak now of the city in the third watch, or from 12 to 3 o'clock. 1 never weary of looking upon the lifo and brilliancy of the city in tho first watch. That is the hour when the stores are closing. Tlo laboring men, having quitted the scaffolding and the shop, are on their way home. It re joices mo to give them my seat in the city car. They have stood and hammered away all day. Their feet are weary. They are ex hausted with the tug of work. They are mostly choerfuL With appetites sharpened on the swift turner's wheel and the curpen ter's whetstone, they seek tho evening meal. The clerks, too, have broken away from the counter, and with brain weary of the long line of figures, and the whims of those who to a shopping, seek the face of mother, or wife and child. The merchants are unhar nessing themselves from their anxieties on tfeeir way up the street. The boys that lock up are heaving away at the shutters, shoving the heavy bolts and taking a last look at the fire to sec that all is safe. The streets ore thronged with young men setting out from the great centers of bargain making. Let idlers clear the street, and give right of way to the besweated artisans and merchants. They have earned their bread, and are now on their way home to get it. The lights in full jot hang over 10,000 evening repasts the parents at either end of the table, the children between. Thank God, "who setteth the solitary in families." A few hours later and all the places of amusement, good and bad, are in full tide. Lovers of art, catalogue in hand, stroll through the galleries and discuss the pict ures. The ballroom is resplendent with the rich apparel of those who, on either side of the white, glistening boards, await the signal from the orohestra. The footlights of the theatro flash up, the bell rings, and the cur tain rises, and out from the gorgeous scenery glide the actors, greeted with the vocifera tion of the expectant multitudes. Concert halls are lifted into enchantment with tho warble of one songstress, or swept out on a sea of tumultuous feeling by the blast of bra zen instruments. Drawing rooms are filled with all gracefulness of apparel, with all sweetness of sound, with all splendor of man ner; mirrors are catching up and multiplying the scene until it seems as if in infinite corri dors there were garlanded groups advancing and retreating. The outdoor air rings with laughter and with the moving to of thousands on the great promenades. The dashing span, odrip with the foam of the long country ride, rushes past as you halt at the curb stone. Mirth, revelry, beauty, fashion, magnifi cence mingle in the great metropolitan pict ure, until the thinking man goes home to think more seriously and the praying man to orav more earnestly. A beautiful and overwhelming thing is the city in the first and second watches of the night. But the clock strikes 12, and the third watch has begun. The thunder of the city has rolled out of the air. The slightest sounds cut the night with such distinctness as to attract your at tention. The tinkling of the bell of the street car in the distance and the baying of the dog; the stamp f the horse in the next street; The slamming of a saloon door; the bio cough of the drunkard; the shrieks of the steam whistle, five miles away Oh, how sug gestive, my friends, the third watch of the night 1 There are honest men passing up and down the 6treet. Here is a city missionary who has been carrying a scuttle of coal to that poor family in that dark place. Here is an undertaker going up the steps of a building from which there comes a bitter cry, which indicates that the destroying angel has smit ten the first born. Hre is a minister of re ligion who has been giving the sacrament to a dying Christian, llere is a physician p js ing along in great haste, the messenger a low steps a head hurrying on to the household. Nearly all the lights have gone out in the dwellings, for it is the third watch of the night. That light in the window is the light of the watcher, for the medicines must be ad ministered, and the fever must be watched, and the restless tossing off of the coverlid must be resisted, and the Ice must be kept on the hot temples, and the perpetual prayer must go up from hearts soon to be broken. Oh, the third watch of the night! What a stupendous thought a whole city at rest! Weary arm preparing for to-morrow's toil; hot brain being cooled off; rigid muscles relaxed; excitert nerves soothed; the whilt hair of the octogenarian in thin drifts across the pillow ; f reih fall of flakes on snow already fallen; childhood with its dimpled hands thrown out fftt the pillow, and with every breath taking in a new store of fun and frolic. Third watcih of the night! God's slumberlesa eye wui look. Let one great wave of refresh- in??urobef roll over the- heart of the great "esJin, submerging care, and anxiety, and - Vfrriment, and pain. - ' " - v t the city sieep. iut, my menus, w um ' " ' itvam mil Via ttiruicflna frwnicrhfc V "OU. kmi c ww F fcjl not sleep at alL Go up tat dark alley Ytious where you tread lest you fall i -v vsstrate form of a drunkard lying r; Vxrstep. Loo about arv lest VTurroter'l bus. Loc5 tVjp' the broken window pane and see what yod can see. Von say "Nothing." Then listen. What is it? "God help us!" No footlights, but tragedy ghastlier and mightier than Ris tori or Edwin Booth ever enacted. No light, no Are, no bread, no hope. Shivering in the cold, they have had no food for twenty-foui hours. You say "Why don't they beg" They do, but they get nothing. You say: "Why don't theyMeliver themselves over to the almshouse!" Ah, you would not ask that if you over heard tho bitter cry of a man or a child when told that ho mast go to the alms house. "Oh !" you say, "they are vicious poor, and, therefore, they do not deserve our sympathy." Are they vicious! So much more need they your pity. Tho Christian poor, Ood helps them. Through their night there twinkles tho round, merry star of hope, and through tho broken window pane they see tho crys tals of heaven; but tho vicious poor, they are more to lo pitied. Their last light has gono out. You excuse yourself from helping them by saying they are so bad, they brought this trouble on themselves. I reply, where I give ten prayers for the innocent who are Buffer ing I will give twenty prayers for tho guilty who are suffering. The fisherman, when he sees a vessel dash ing into tho breakers, comes out from his hut and wraps the warmest flannel around those who aro most chilled and most bruised and most lettered in the wreck ; and I want you to know that these vicious poor have had two shipwrecks shipwreck of the body, ship wreck of the soul shipwreck for time, ship wreck for eternity. Pity, by all means, tho innocent who ore suffering, but pity more the guilty. Pass on through the alley. Open the door. "O," you say, "it is locked." No, it is not locked. It has never len locked. No burglar would be tempted to go in there to 8teal anything. The door is never locked. Only a broken chair stands agamst tho door. Shove it back. Go in. Strike a match. Now look. Beastliness and rags. See those glaring eyeballs. Bo careful now what you say. Do not utter any insult; do not utter any suspicion, if you value your life. What is that rod mark on the wall f It is the mark of a murderer's hand ! Look at thce eyes rising up out of tho darkness and out from the straw in the cor ner, coming toward you, and as they come near you your light goes out. Strike another match. Ah I this Ls a babe, not like those beautiful children presented in baptism. This little one never smiled; it never will smile. A flower flung on an awfully barren beach. Oh I heavenly Shepherd, fold that little one in Thy arms. Wrap around you your shawl or your coat tighter, for the cold wind sweeps through. Strike another match. Ah! is it possible that that young woman's scarred and bruised face ever was looked into by maternal tender ness! Utter no scorn. Utter no harsh word. No ray of hope ever will dawn on that brow. But the light has gone out. Do not strike another light. It would be a mockery to kindle another light in such a place as that. Pass out and pass down the street. Our cities of Brooklyn and New York and all our great cities are full of such homes, and tho worat time the third watch of the night. Do you know it is in this third watch of the night that criminals do their worst work? It is the criminal's watch. At 8:!J0 o'clock you will find them in the drinking saloon, but toward 12 they go to their garrets, they get out their tools, then they start on the street. Watching on either side for the police, they go to their work of darkness. This is a burglar, and the false key will soon touch tho store lock. This is an incendiary, and before morning there will be a light on the sky and a cry of "Fire! flrel" This is an assassin, and to-morrow morning there will be a dead body in one of the vacant lots. During the daytime these villains in our cities lounge about, some asleep and some awake, but when the third watch of the night arrives, their eye keen, their brain cool, their arm strong, their foot fleet to fly or pursue, they are ready. Many of these poor creatures were brought up in that way. They were born in a thieves' garret Their childish toy was a burglar's dork lantern. The first thing they remember was their mother bandaging the brow of their father, struck by the police club. They be gan by robbing boy's pockets, and now they have come to dig the underground passage to the cellar of the bank and are preparing to blast the gold vault. Just so long as there are neglected children of the street just so long we will have these desperadoes. Some one, wishing to make a good Christian point and to quote a passage of Scripture, expecting to get a Scriptural passage in answer, Jiid to one of these poor lads, cast out and wretched: "When your fa ther and your mother forsake you, who then will take you up?" And the boy said: "The perlice! the per lice I" . In the third watch of the night gambling does its worst work. Wrbat though the hours be slipping away, and though the wife be waiting in the cheerless home? Stir up the fire. Bring on more drinks. Put up more stakes. That commercial, house that only a little while ago put out a sign of copartnership, will this winter be wrecked on a gambler's table. There will be many a money till that will spring a leak. A member or congress gambled with a member elect and won $120,000. The old way of getting a liv ing is so slow. Tho old way of getting a fortune is so stupid. Come, let us toss up and see who shall have it. And so the work goes on, from tho wheezing wretches pitching pennies in a rum grocery up to the millionaire gambler in the stock market In the third watch of the night, pass down the streets of these cities, and you hear the click of the dice and the sharp, keen stroke of the ball on the billiard table. At these places merchant princes dismount, and legislators, tired of making laws, take a respite in breaking them. All classes of people are robbed by this crime the importer of for eign silks and the dealer in Chatham street Docket handkerchiefs. The clerks of the store take a hand after the shatters are put up, and the officers of the court while away their time while the jury is out In Baden-Baden, when that city was the greatest of all gambling places on earth, it was no unusual thing the next morning, in the woods around about the city, to find the suspended bodies of suiv" '9. Whatever be the splendor of surroundi.:s, there is no ex cuse for this crime. The thunders of eternal destruction roll in the deep rumble of that gambling tenpin alley, and as men come out to join the long procession of sin, all the drums of death beat the dead march of a thousand souls. In one year, in the city of New York, there were $ 7,000,000 sacrificed at the gaming table. Perhaps some of your friends have been smitten of this sin. Perhaps some of you have been smitten by it Perhaps there may be a stranger In the house this morning come from some of th hotels. Look out for those agents of iniquity who tarry around about the hotels and ask you: "Would you like to see the city P "Yes." "Have you ever been In that splendid . build ing up town?" "No." Then the villain will undertake to show you what he calls the "lions" and tho "elephants." and after a younft man, through morbid curiosity or through badness of soul, has seen the "lions" and the "elephants," he will be on enchanted ground. Look out for these men who move er' W "-'j iri sleek hataelw""-- -3 " and patronizing atr, and unaccountable In terest about your welfare and entertainment You are a fool if you cannot see through it They want your money. In Chestnut street, Philadelphia, while I was living in that city, an incident occurred which was familiar to us there. In Chestnut street a young man went into a gambling saloon, lost all his property, then blew hii brains out, and before the blood was washed from the floor by the maid the comrades were shuffling cards again. You oe there is more mercy in the highwayman for the belated traveler on whoso body he heaps the stones, there Ls more mercy in the frost for tho flower that it kills, there is more mercy in the hurricane that shiver the steamer on the Long Island coast, than there is mercy in tho heart of a gambler for 1 is victim. In the third watch of the night, also, drunk enness does its worst The i rinking will be respectable at 8 o'clock in the evening, a little flushed at 9, talkative and garrulous at 10, at 1 1 blasphemous, at 12 the hat falls off, at 1 the man falls to tho floor asking for more drink. Strewn through the drinking saloons of tho city, fathers, brothers, husbands, sons as good as you are by nature, perhaps better. In tho high circles of society it is hushed up. A merchant prince, if he gets noisy and un controllable, is taken by his fellow revelers, who try to get him to bed, or take him home, where he falls flat in the entry. Do not wake up the children. They have had disgrace enough. Do not let them know it Hush it up. But sometimes it cannot be hushed up, when the rum touches the brain and the man becomes thoroughly frenzied. Such a one came home, having been absent for some time, and during bis absence his wife had died, and she lay in tho next room prepared for the obsequies, and ho went in and dragged her by the locks, and shook her out of her shroud, and pitched her out of the window. Oh, when mm touches the brain you can not hush it up. My friends, j-ou see all around about you tho need that something radical be done. You do not 6ee the worst In the midnight meetings at London a great multitude has been saved. We want a few hundred Christian men and women to corne down from the highest circles of society to toil amid these wandering and destitute ones and kindle up a light in the dark alley, even the gladness of heaven. Do not go wrapped in your fine furs and from your well filled tables with the idea that pious talk is going to stop tho gnawing of an empty stomach or to warm stocking loss feet. Take bread, take raiment, take medicine as well as take prayer. There is a great deal of common sense in what the poor woman said to the city missionary when he was telling her how she ought to love God and serve Him "Oh," she said, "if you were as poor and cold as I am, and as hungry, you could think of nothing else." A great deal of what is called Christian work goes for nothing, for tho simple reason it is not practical ; as after the battle of An tietam a man got out of an ambulance with a bag of tracts, and he went distributing the tracts, and George Stuart, one of the best Christian men in this country, said to him: "What are you distributing tracts for now? There are 3,000 men bleeding to death. Bind up their wounds and then distribute tho tracts." We want more common sense in Christian work, taking the bread of this life in one hand and the bread of the next life in the other hand. No such inapt work as that done by the Christian man who, during the las war, went into a hospital with tracts, and, coming to the bed of a man whose legs had been amputated, gave him a tract on the sin of dancing. I rejoice before God that never are sympathetic wrords uttered, never a prayer offered, never a Christian almsgiving indulged in but it is blessed. There is a place in Switzerland, I have been told, where the utterance of one word will bring back a score of echoes; and I have to tell you this morning that a sympathetic word, a kind word, a generous word, a help ful word uttered in the dark places of the town will bring back 10,000 echoes from all the thrones of heaven. Are there in this assemblage this morning those who know by experience the tragedies in the third watch of the night! I am not here to thrust you back with one hard word. Take the bandage from your bruised soul and put on it the soothing salve of Christ's gospel and of God's compassion. Many have come. I see others coming to God this morning, tired of the sinful life. Cry up the news to heaven. Set all the bells ringing. Spread the banquet under the arches. Let the crowned heads come down and sit at the jubi lee. I tell you there is more delight in heaven over one man that gets reformed by tho grace of God than over ninety and nine that never got off the track. I could give you" the history, in a minute, of one of the best friends I ever had. Out side of my own family, I never had a better friend. He welcomed me to my home at the west He was of splendid personal appear ance, but he had an ardor of soul and a warmth of affection that made me love him like a brother. I saw men coming out of the saloons and gambling hells, and they sur rounded my friend, and they took him at the weak point, his social nature ; and I saw him going down, and I had a fair talk with him for I never yet saw a man you could not talk with on the subject of his habits, if you talked with him in the right way. I said to him: "Why don't you give up your bad habits and become a Christian?" I remember now just how he looked, leaning over his counter, as he replied: "I wish I could. Oh, sir, I should like to be a Christian, but I have gone so far astray I can't get back." So the time went on. After awhile the day of sickness came. I was summoned to his sick bed. I hastened. It took me but a very few moments to get there. I was surprised as I went in. I saw him in his ordinary dress, fully dressed, lying on top of the bed. I gave him my hand, and he seized it convulsively, and said: "Oh, how glad I am to see you ! Sit down there." I sat down and he said: "Mr. Talmage, just where you sit now my mother sat last night She has been dead twenty years. Now I don't want you to think I am out of my mind, or that I am superstitious; but, sir, she sat there last night just as cer tainly as you sit there now the same cap and apron and spectacles. It was my old mother she sat there." Then he turned to his wife, and said: "I wish you would take these strings off the bed; somebody is wrapping strings around me all the time; I wish you would stop that annoyance." She said: "There is nothing here." Then I saw it was delirium. He said: "Just where you sic now my mother sat, and she said: 'Roswell, I wish you would do better I wish you would do better.' I said: 'Mother, I wish I could do better; I try to do better, but I can't Mother, you used to help me ; why can't you help me now T And, sir, I got out of bed, for it was a reality, and I went to her, and threw my arms around her neck, and I said : 'Mother, I will do better, but you help; I can't do this alone." " I knelt down and prayed. That night his soul went to the Lord that made it Arrangements were made for the obsequies. The question was raised whether they should bring him to the church, bomeboay said You cannot bring such a dissolute man as that into the church." I said: "You will bring him in church ; he stood by me when he was alivo, and I will stand by him when he is ft dead. Bring him." As I stood in the pulpit j and saw tfaem carrying the body op the aicN, I felt as if 1 could weep tear of blood. On one side the pulpit sat his little child of 8 years, a sweet, beautiful little girl, that I hod seen him hug convulsively in hU better moments. He put on her all jewels, all dia monds, and gave her all pictures and toys, and then he would go away, as if bounded by an evil spirit, to his cups and the house of shame a fool to the correction of the stock. Sho looked up wonderingly. She knew not what it all meant Sho was not old enough to understand the sorrow of an orphan child. On the other side the pulpit sat tho men who hol ruined him; they were the men who had poured the wormwood into the orphan's cup; they were the men who hud bound him hand and foot. I knew them. How did thy seem to feel! Did they weep? No. Did they say: "What a pity that so generous a man should be destroyed." No. Did they sigh reentingly over what they had done? No; they sat there, looking as vultures look at tho carcass of a lamb whose heart they have ripped out. So they sat and looked at tho coffin lid, and 1 toll them the judgment of God upon those who had destroyed their fellows. Did they reform? I was told they were in the places of iniquity that night after my friend was laid in Oal wood cemetery, and they blasphemed and they drank. Oh! how merciless men are, especially after they have destroyed you. Do not look to men for comfort or help. Look to God. But there is a man who will not reform. Ho says: "I won't reform." Well, then, how many acts are there in a tragedy? I be lieve five. Act tho first of the tragedy: A young man starting off from home; parents and sisters weeping to have him go. Wagon rising over the hill. Farewell kiss flung back. Ring the bell und let the curtain fall. Act the second : The marriage altar. Full organ. Bright lights. Long white veil trail ing through the aisle. Prayer and congratu lation, and exclamation of "How well sho looks!1' Act tho third: A woman waiting for stag gering stejw. Old garments stuck into the broken window-pane. Marks of hardship on the face. Tho biting of the nails of bloodless fingers. Neglect, and cruelty, and despair. Ring the bell and let the curtain drop. Act the fourth: Three graves in a dark place grave of the child that died for lack of medicine, grave of the wife that died of a broken heart, grave of the man that died of dissipation. Oh! what a blasted heath with three graves! Plenty of weeds, but no flowers. Ring the bell and let the curtain drop. Act the fifth: A destroyed soul's eternity. No light. No music. No hope. Anguish coiling the serpents around the heart. Black ness of darkness forever. But I cannot look any longer. Woe! woe! I close my eyes to this last act of the tragedy. Quick ! Quick ! Ring the bell and let tho curtain drop. "Re joice, O, young man, in thy youth, and let thy heart rejoico in the dnys of thy youth ; but know thou that for all theae things God will bring you into judgment" "There is a way that seemeth right V a man, but the end thereof is death." ALL SORTS. Ex-President Hayes has quite recovered his health, and now takes long walks, accom panied by his devoted wife. More than 6,000,000,000 pounds of fish were brought to the wharves of Portsmouth, N. H., during the past winter fishing season. J A "jubilee coffin" is being advertised in London. A "jubilee drink" had previously made its appearance. Sir Willian Armstrong's new gun to resist torpedo attacks is a thirty pounder, and de velops a muzzle velocity of 1,900 feet per second. Amateur mesmerists put a boy to sleep in Poughkeepsie, JJ. Y., not long ago and left him in it, being unablo to awaken him. A week's illness from nervous prostration was the result. Marmalade and cold chicken Is the newest wrinkle of some of the epicurean members of fashionable clubs. Some lunatic writes to the papers recom mending sea biscuit, soaked in port wine, as "good for consumptives." A New York lady gave the baker of an At lantic City hotel $50 for his receipt for making delicious muffins. Gail Hamilton has temporarily injured her eyesight from over reading. President McCosh declares that since he abolished secret societies at Princeton there has been better order, less drinking and less opposition to the faculty. The Jews are rapidly acquiring land in Russia. They do not cultivate it themselves, but sublet at a great profit Mr. Mackay frequently sends his wife from America a dozen or more cans of terrapin, with which she delights her guests in Paris and London. "Walt Whitman and the poet Tennyson have corresponded during tho past fifteen years. According to a writer in The Chicago Re porter only 10,000,000 pounds of bogus butter were made in this country in 1SSG. Fastidious Philadelphians contend for lime juice instead of lemon upon tho "real im ported" sardine. Gen. Sherman smokes a light domestic ci gar, limiting himself to three a day. Gen. Sheridan puffs imported, three for half a dollar. The throat affection from which the Ger man crown prince suffers is not unlike, in some of its symptoms, that of which Gen. Grant died. It is a very serious affair. The present cashier of the National Traders' bank of Portland, Me., is Edward Gould. He has been cashier continuously for fifty -three years, and is over 80 years old. C. D. Hare, of Detroit, Mich., is the pos sessor of a document that he believes to be the original copy of Gen. R. E. Lee's fare well order to the army of Northern Vir ginia. In England single women and widows have had full municipal suffrage for eighteen years. Mr. Gladstone says that they exer cise it "without detriment and with great ad vantage." Duplicated Bridal Present. A social problem, which has been for years a weighty one, has at length met a solution in Washington How can the duplication of bridal presents be avoided! At a recent wed ding at the capital the friends of the bride sent her mementoes in the shape of cash. Ten dollar gold pieces, in sums ranging from $20 to $200, were considered appropriate and welcome presents. The young couple could thus buy what they chose with the money. That such' a precedent will moet with the recogni tion it deserves is doubtful. There is some thin? unsentimental about cash which will doubtless offend the esthetic taste of society. Eit t j thosa who have at their marriage been ovcrvl ;lmed with hala dozen after dinner coDa s, eiht ot ten salad dishes, six or sevc i c'l limps and innumerable cut glass i'.-a of $10 gold pieces appeals ffcinatfon. Young people T not be grasping, but they eenGment that they y.of boodle over wi. al ore i da r SHAKER BOY' S II. 4 14 1: 11 HOY is it Dark Bay pacer, 15 hands liih, wcif-'iiiitf 1,200 pounds. His close, compact form and noted reputation for endurance make him ouo of the best horses of the day. lie lias u record of 2:2, am I paced the fifth heat of a race nt Columbus, Ohio, in 2:21. lie was bred in Kentucky, Hired by GenT Ringgold, and his dam was Ticiunsch. He lias already ot one colt in the 2:!10 list a marvelous showing for a horse with liis chances and Mumps him as one of the foremost horses in the land. The old pacing Pilot blood is what made Maud S., Jay Eye Sec, and others of lesser note trot. The pacer Blue Bull sired more trotters in the 2:"0 list than any other horse in the world, und their net value far exceeds all horses in diss county. Speed and bottom in horses, if not wanted for sporting purposes, are Mill of im mense benefit in saving time and labor in every occupation in which the horse is employed. It is an old saying that "he who causes two blades of grass to grow where only one grew before is n public benefactor;" wliv less a benefactor he who produces a horse, which, with same care and expense, will with ease travel doudo the diMancc, or do twice the work of an r.rdinary horse. It costs no more to feet? and care to raise a good horse than a poor one. The good are always in dcinnud, and if sold bring double or treble the price of the common horse. SHAKER HOY will stand the coming season in Cass county, nt the following places and times: W. M. Loughridge's stable at Murray, Monday and Tuesday of each week. Owner's stable, one mile east of Kijht Mile Grove, Vedncsd ay and Thursday. Louis Korrell's, at the foot of Main Mrert, IMattsniouth, who has a splendid and convenient stable fitted up for the occasion, Friday and Saturday. TERMS : To insure marc with foal, $10.00, if paid for before foaling, and if not, $12.00. Care will be taken to prevent accidents, but will not be responsible, if any occur. Any one selling mare will be held responsible for fees of service. JOHft! CLEIVlJV10f3S. Hardware, Stoves or Tinware WITHOUT FIRST SEEING. GOODS AND OBTAINING riUCKH AT You cannot fail to find what yon want at our store. Ho please call before goin;; elsewhere, at the Uolding Building, Main Street. Plattsinouth, Neb. Sign of the Padlock, 0tt 29 ,885 JOHN S. LUKE Jonathan IIatt J. W. JVIaktijis. WHOLESALE A1TD RETAIL COTYHEATi!AiWEin PORK PACKERS and diSaleks in BUTTER AND ECJGS. BEEF, PORK, MUTTON AND VEAL. o r" TIIE BEST THE MARKET AFFORDS ALWAYS ON HAND. Sugar Cured Meats, Hams, Bacon, Lard, &c, c-2 of our own make.' The best brands of OYSTERS, in cans and bulk, at WHOLESALE AND RETAIL. Meat UNION Bill Market, Having moved into our new and elegant zooms in Union Block, we conVn iv invit those wanting the best of every kind of Meat to call on us. We can a v you Mutton, Pork Veal Beef, Ham Bacon, FISH- ALL KINDS OF GAME IN S'L ASON. And everything else that is usually obtainable at a FIBST CLASS ZMLIE.A.T MARKET. COME AND aiVB US A TRIAL. One door south of F. G. Fricke & Co.'s Drug Store, Sixth Street, P!attsmouth, Neb. Li UMBER! RICHEY Corner Pearl and DEALERS IX Lumber, Lath. I L.UUII BTJILDIITG- IPAIFIEIR,; lowest Bates. Terms Cash F. G. (SUCCESSOR TO Will.keep constantly on hand Drugs and Medicines:? Wnll Pnnpr t'l so ' Wall Paper I j PU BLOCK. X IfJflBElR! BROS., Seventh Streets. ALL KINDS OF Sash uuou; L2? Blinds, CKE & CO. I 7 J. M. ROBERTS.) a fall and complete stock 8
