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
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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.)
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