The Plattsmouth daily herald. (Plattsmouth, Nebraska) 1883-19??, July 09, 1888, Image 3

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    THE DAILY ULIltALD: PL'AVi-tf-n.-Wu'JIlASIIA, MONDAY, jn.Y o. l&wo.
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la Some IJt tlie Beelrln Soemi t
Ir-lo minute A Grovel In Almont Every
" fcho The Omnipotent Sympathy of
, Jnut C'hrlat.
ItKooKLY.v. Julv 8. The Hev. T. De
Will Ta inline returned home last week
from a tour of the Chautauqua in Mis
souri, Kansas, Nebraska ami Minnesota.'
' IIo was obliged to cancel very important
Miira-nicnts, Mliich lie deeply itgrtttd.
J lis subject today wus"Sour Kxpcrience?,"
and Ii'ih text: "When Jesus therefore hud
received the vinegar." .John, xir, -iO:
Tholjrigands of Jerusalem had done their
work. It was almost sundown, and Jesus
was dying. Persons in crucifixion often
lingered on from day to day crying, beg
ging, cursing; but Christ had Leon exhausted
- tiy years of maltreatment. Fillowless,
, poorly fed, flogged as Lent over and tied to
V. n low post, his bare hack was inflamed with
' the scourges intersticed with pieces of lead
and bone and now for whole hours the
weight of his body hung on delicate tendons,
ami, according to custom, a violent stroke
under the armpits hail been given by the
executioner. Iiizzy, swooning, nauseated,
feveri.-ii a world of agony is compressed in
the tvyj words: ,4I thirst!" O skies of Judea,
let avirop of rain strike on his burning
tongue. O world, with rolling rivers, and
sparkling lakes, and spraying fountains,
pive Jesus something to drink. If there
lo any pity in earth, or heaven, or hell,
let it now le demonstrated in behalf
of this royal sulTerer. Tho wealthy women
of Jerusalem used to have a fund of money
with which they provided wine for those
( people who died in crucifixion a powerful
opiate to deaden tho pain; but Christ would
not take it Jlo wanted to die sober, and so
J he refused the wine. But afterward they go
' to a cup of vinegar and soak a sponge in it,
i and put it on a stick of hyssop, and then
tprcss it tho hot lips of Christ. You
ray tho wine was an anaesthetic and intended
to relieve or deaden tho pain. But tho vino
par wa3 an iiiMilt. I am disposed to adopt
the theory of tho old English commentators,
who believed that instead of its being an
opiate to soothe, it was vinegar to insult.
Malaga ami Burgundy for grand dukc-s and
duchesses, uud costly wines from royal vats
for bloated iiiiie ials; but stinging acids for
a dying Christ. Ho took tho vinegar.
In some lives the saccharine seems to pre
dominate. Life is sunshine on a bank of
flowers. A thousand bands to clap approval.
In lid-ember or in Januarj", looking aeros3
their table, llcy see all their family present.
Health rubicund, fcjkios flamboyant. Days
resilient. But in a great many cases there
are not so many sugars as ac ids. Tho annoy
fnc, end tho vexations, and the disapitoint-
a . i:- . . -. .. . i . . L:n . t 'I'll rT-.'
( i, a era vol in almost every slum. An Arabian
legend a3 that there was a worm in Solo
mon's stair, gnawing its strength away, and
there ir. a weak spot in every cni thly enpport
that a man leans on. King Georgo of Eng
land forgot all tho grandeur? of his throne
boeause one day, in au interview, Beau
Bmmmell called him by his flrst name and
ailJanl him as a servant, crying: "George,
ring tho lifll." Miss Langdon, honored
all tho world over for her px-tic
genius, is m worried over the evil
reports Ret afloat regarding her, that f-ho
U found dead, with an empty lottle .f pru
fc nctd in her hand. Goldsmith said that his
Jit't. was a wrtehe.1 K'ing. and that all that
nt und contempt could bring 10 it had
lioeirbrought, and cries out: "What, then, is
there formidable in a jailf Correggios fine
Itfiintiug is hung up for a tavern sign. IIo-fu-th
cuiim.t Hell his Lest paintings except
W'Ugh a raffle, Andrew Delsart makes tho
great fresco in the church of the Annunciata,
at Florence, and gets for pay a sack of corn;
an there are annoyances and vexations in
liigJ places cs will as in low places, showing
that in a great many lives the sours are
greater than the sweets. "When Jesus thero
foro had received tho vinegar."
It is alsurd to suppose that ft man who has
always been well can sympathize with those
who are sick ; or that one who has always
lvcn honored can appreciate tho sorrow of
theso who arc despised; or that one who has
leen boru to a great fortune can understand
the distress and the straits of those who are
destitute. 1 he fact that Christ himself took
the vinegar makes bim able to sympathize
today and forever with all those whoso cup
is filled with frharp acids of this life. IIo took
the vinegar!
In the lirst place, there is the sourners of
letrayal. Tho treachery of Judas hurt
Christ's feelings more than all tho friendship
of his disciples did him good. You have had
many friends; but there waa one friend upon
whom you put especial stress. Yon feasted
him. You loaned bim money. You be
friended him in th dark passes of life, when
he especially needed a friend. Afterward,
he turned upon you, and he took advantage
of your former intimacies. IIo wrote against
von. He talked against you. IIo microscop
ized your faults. IIo flung contempt at you
when vou ought to have received nothing
but gratitute. At first, you could not sleep
at nights. Tljcn you went about with a
sense of having beta scaug. That difDeulty
will never be healed, for though mutual
friends may arbitrate in tho matter until you
fchall shake hands, the old cordiality will
' never come back. .Now I commend top
such the sympathy of a betrayed Christ.
Why, they sold him for less than our twenty
dollars! They all forsook him, and fled.
They cut him to tho quick. He drank that
cup of betrayal to the dregs. He took the
i There is also tho sourness of pain. There
are some of you who have not seen a well
!ay for many years. By keeping out of
draughts, ami by carefully studying dietetics,
you continue to this time; but O, the head
achef. and the sideaehes, aud the backaches,
and tho heartaches which have been
your accompaniment all the way through I
Ycu have struggled under a heavy mortgage
of physical disabilities; and instead of the
placidity that once characterized you, it is
now only with great effort that you keep
away from irritability and sharp retort.
D.fliculties of respiration, of digestion, of
locomotion, make up the great obstacle in
your life, and you tug and sweat along the
pathway, and wonder w hen the exhaustion
end My friends, the brightest crowns
in heaven will not be given to those
who, in stirrups, dashed to the cav
alry charge, while the general applauded,
' and tho sound of clashing sabers ran;?
through the land; but the brightest crown J
in Leaven, I believe, will bo given to those
who trudged on amid chronic ailments which
unnerved their strength, yet all the time
maintaining their faith in God. It is cora
ptiijivtJy easy to fight in a regiment of a
thousand men, charging up the parapets to
the sound of martial music, but it is not so
easy to esJnre when no one but the nurse and
the doctoi Jre the witnesses of the Christian
-fortitude. Besides that you never bad any
.ApaioB worse than Christ's. The sharpnesses
v)t stung tbrgegh qte brain, through hi
bands, through bis feet, through his heart,
went as great as yours, certainly. IIo was
as 'sick and as wary. Not a nervo, or
muscle, or ligament escaped. All the pangs
of all the nations of all the ages compresecd
into one sour cup. IIo took tho vinegar!
There is also the sourness of poverty. Your
income does not meet your outgoings, aud
that always gives an honest man anxiety.
There is no sign of destitution about you
pleasant appearance and a cheerful home for
you; but God only knows what a time you
have hod to manago your privato finances.
Just as the bills run up the wages seem to
run down. But you are not the only one
who has not been paid for hard work. The
great Wilkie sold his celebrated piece, "The
Blind Fiddler," for fifty guineas, although
afterwards it brought its thousands. The
world hangs in admiration over tho sketch of
Oainstwrough, yet that very sketch hung for
years in the shop window because there was
not any purchaser. Oliver Goldsmith sold
his "Vicar of Wakefield" for a few pounds,
in order to keep tho bailiff out cf
the door; . and tho vast majority of
men in all occupations and professions
are not fully paid for their work. You may
say nothing, but life to you is a hard push;
and when you sit down with your wife and
talk over the expenses, you both rise tip dis
couraged. You abridge here, and you
abridge there, and you get things snug for
smooth sailings, and lot suddenly there is a
largo doctor's bill to pay, or you have lost
your iocketbook, or some creditor has failed,
and 3-ou are thrown abeam end. "Well,
brother, you are in glorious company. Christ
owned not the houso in which ho stopped, or
tho colt on which ho rode, or the boat iu
which he sailed. IIo lived in a bor
rowed house; he was buried iu a bor
rowed grave. Exposed to all kinds
of weather, yet ho hail only one
suit of clothes. IIo breakfasted in tho
morning, and no one could possibly tell where
he could get anything to eat before night.
IIo would have been pronounced a financial
failure. IIo had to perform a miracle to get
money to pay a tax bill. Not a dollar did he
own. Privation of domesticity; privation
of nutritious food; privation of a comfortable
couch on which to sleep; privation of all
worldly resources. The ki"ol of the earth
had chased chalioeaout of which to drink;
but Christ had nothing but a plain cup set
before him, and it was very sharp and it was
L very sour. " lie toot tne vinegar.
There also is tne sourness oi ocreavemeni.
Thero were years that passed along before
your family circle was invaded by death;
but tho moment the charmed circle was
broken everything seemed to 'dissolve.
Hardly have you put the black apparel in tho
wardrobe before you have again to take it
out. Great and rpi'd changes n your farur
ily record. You got the house and rejoiced
in it, but tho churtn was gone as soon as tho
crape hung on the door belL The one upon
whom you most depended was taken away
from you. A cold marble slab lies on your
heart today. Once, as the children romped
through the house, you put your Lai.d over
your aching head, and said: ' "Oh. if could
only have it still." Oh, it is too 'still now.
You lost your iatienco when the tops, and
the strings; and the shells were leff amid
flixr; but oh, J'pu would bo willing to havo
tho trinkets scattered all over the floor
again, if they were scattered by tho Fame
hands. With what a ruthless plqwsh&ra
bereavement rips up the heart. But Jesus
knows all about that. You cannot till him
anything nv in regard to bereavement. He
had only a few friends, and when be lost one
it brought tears to his eyes. Lazarus had
often entertained him at his house. "Sow
Lazarus is dead and buried, and Christ
breaks doyn with emotion the conyulsipn
of grief shuddering through all the ages of
lerivementv Christ knows wliat it is to go
through the bouse missing a familiar inniotfi
Christ knovo what it i to see an unoccupied
place at the table. Were there not four of
them Mary and Martha and Christ and
I.azarus? Four of them. But where is
Lazarus ? Lonely and afflicted Christ, his
great loving eyes tilled with tears, which
drop from eye to cheek, and from cheek to
beard, ami from beard to robe, aud from
role to floor. Oh, yes, yes, he knows ail
about the loneliness and the heartbreak. Ho
took tho vinegar!
Then thcro iV tho sourness of the death
hour. Whatever elso we may escape, that
acid sponge will bo pressed to our lips. 1
sometimes have a curiosity to know how I
will behave when I come to die. Whether I
will bo calm or excited whether I will be
filled with reminiscence or with anticipation.
I cannot say. But come to the point I must
and you must, Jn tho si thousand years
that havo passed only two persons have got
into tho eternal world without death, and I
do not suppose ' that God is going to send a
carriage for us with horses of flame to draw
us up tho stoops of Leaven ; but I suppose wo
will have to go like the preceding genera
tions. An officer from the future world will
knock at the dwr-pf our heart and servo on
us the writ of ejectment, and we will have to
surrender. And we will wake up after these
autumnal and wintry aud vernal and. summary
glories have vanished from our vision we
will wake up into a realm which has only
one season, and that the season of everlast
ing love. But 3"ou say: don't want to
break Jut from my present associations. It
is ISO chilly and so damp tq gq down the
stairs of that vault. IJoivfc Wuut anything
drawn so tightly over my eyes. If there
were only some way cf breaking through the
partition between worlds without tearing
this body all to shreds. I wonder if the sur
geons and the eloctors cannot compound &
mixture by which this body and soul can all
tho time be kept together? Is there no' es
capo from this separation? None; ab
solutely none. So lock eve r this audience
today tho vast majority of you seeming in
good health and spirits aud yet I realize
that in a short time, all of us
will be gone gone from earth, and gone for
ever. A great many men t umble through
the gates of the f uture, as it were, and we dp
not know where they havo gone, and they
only add gloom and mystery to the passage;
but Jesus Christ so mightily stormed tho
gates of that future world that they havo
never since been closely shut. Christ knows
what it is to leave this world, of the beauty
of which ho was more appreciative thau we
ever could bo. He knows tho exquisiteness
of the phosphorescence pf tho sea; he trod it.
IIo knows tho glories of the midnight
heavens; for they were tho spangled canopy
of his wilderness pillow. He knows about
tho fowls of the air; they whirred their way
through his discourse. He knows about the
sorrows of leaving this beautiful world.
Not a taper was kindlyd in the
darkness. He died physicianless. He
died in cold sweat, and dizziness
and hemorrhage and agony that have
put him in sympathy with all the dying. He
goes through Christendom and he gathers up
the stings out of all the death pillows and he
puts them under his own neck and head: He
gathers on his own tongue the burning
thirsts of many generations. Tho sponge is
soaked in tho sorrows of all thoso who have
died in their beds as well as soaked in the
sorrows of all those who perished in icy or
fiery martyrdom. .While heaven was pity
ing and earth was mocking and hell was de
riding, ho took the vinegar I
To all those to this audience to whom life
has been an acerbity a dose they could not
swallow, a draught that set their teeth on
edge and a-rasping I preach I hft omnipotent
sympathy of Jesus Christ Tho sister or
Ilerscbcl, the astronomer, used to help him
fn Lis work. He got all tho credit; she got
none. tSho used to spend much of her time
polishing the telescopes through which be
brought the distant worlds nigh, and it is my
ambition now, this hour, to clear the lens of
your spiritual vision, so that looking through
the dark night of your earthly troubles you
may behold tho glorious constellation of a
Saviour's mercy and a Saviour's love. O,
my friends, do not try to carry all your ills
alono. Do not put your poor shoulder under
the Apeninnes when tho Almighty Christ is
ready to lift up all your burdens. When
you havo a trouble of any kind,
you rush this way, and that way;
and you wonder what this man will
say about it, and what that man will say
about it; and you try this prescription, and
that prescription, and tho other prescription.
Oh, why do you not go straight to the heart
of Christ, knowing that for our own sinning
and suffering raco he took tho vinegar 1
Thero was a vessel that had been tossed on
tho sous for a great many weeks, and been
disabled, and the supply of water gave out,
and tho crew were dying of thirst. After
many days they saw a sail against tho sky.
They sigualod it. When tho vessel camo
nearer the peoplo on tho suffering ship cried
to tho captain of tho other vessel: "Send us
some water. Wo are dying for lack of water."
And the captain of the vessel that was hailed
responded: "Dip your buckets where you are.
You aro in the mouth of tho Amazon, and
there are scores of miles of fresh water nil
around about you, und hundreds of feet
dec-p." And theu they dropped their buckets
over the side of the vessel, oud brought up
the clear, bright, fresh water, ami put out
tho tire of their thirst. So I hail you today,
after a long and perilous voyage, thirsting as
you ore for pardon, and thirsting for com
fort, and thirsting for eternal life; and I nsl
you what is the sa of your going in that
death struck state, while all around you is
tho deep, clear, wide, sparkling flood of God's
sympathetic mercy. O, dip your buckets,
and drink, and live forever, "Whosoever
will, let him come qncl take of tho water of
life freely,"
Yet my utterance in almost choked at tho
thought that there aro ieople hero who will
refuse this divino sympathy; and they will
try to fight their own batttles, and drink
their own vinegar, and carry their own bur
dens; aud their life, instead of being a tri
umphal march from victory to victory, will
le a hobbling on from defeat to defeat, uiitil
they piako f'.na surrender to retributive dis
aster. O, wish I could texlay gather up in
mine arms all tho woes of men und women
all their heart aches all their di.-uppoitit-ments-nll
their chugrics and 3ust tak
them right to the feet of sympathizing
Jesus. Jlo took 15 vinegar.
Nana Sahib, after ho had lost his last battle
in India, fell back into tho jungles of Ihera
jungles so full of malaria that no mortal
could live there, Ho curried with him, also,
a ruby of great luster and of great value.
IIo died iu thoe jungles; his body was never
found, and tho ruby has never yet been re
covered. And I fear that today there are
scme that fall back from this subject
into tho sickening, killing jungles of their
sin, carrying a gem of infinity value a price
lesi; soul-to be lost f oi-evt r. O, that that ruby
might flash in the eternal coronation. But no.
Theic aro some, I fear, in this audience who
tmn away from this offered mere, and com
fort, aud Divine sympathy; notwithstanding
that Christ, for all who would accept his
grace, trudged tho long waj-, and suffcr-ed the
lacerating thongs, and received m his face
tho expectorations of the filthy mob, and for
the guilty, and the discouraged, and, he dis
comforted of tho race, tCfk the vinegar.
Slay Gcd Almighty break the infatuation,
t,ini cad ypu out into tho strong hope, and tho
good cheer, and the glorious sunshine of this
t riumphant Gospel.
Paper Iulp from Cotton Stalks.
For several weeks there hayp been on, ex
hibition in tho office of tho clerk of the supe
rior court samples of pulp made of the hulls
and stalks of the cotton plant. The pulp is as
white as snow, and, can bo. ppnyei ted into tho
finest writing papr. it is regnrded as valu
able, and is the product of parts of the cotton
plant hitherto doomed valueless. Tho pro
cess by which it is made is new. It is a pro
cess by which the ligneous substances of the
hulls and seed are dissolved. Bj this process
over 50 per cent, of tho filler is extracted
from tho hulls, which have been regf.yxleci as
fit only for fuel in the mills or. for feed and
fertilising purposes, and w hich wore sold for
4 a ton. These, converted into pulp, will
be worth about ?40 a ton. From tho tilks
usually left to rot in the fjel i this new pro
cess utilizes abpat 33 per cent, of fiber at a
very small expense.
It has been settled that thera are fertilizing
properties in tho pil of the cotton seed, and it
is asserted that the fiber, will not decompose
for six 3'ears and cannot bo used as, ft ferti
lizer. This is why the woody matter elimi
nated from. t- stalk and hull is much more
valuable as a decomposing fertilizer than, tho
entire seed By the samo process the ramio
plant and its troublesome cpusin, the bagasso
stalk, Is met and overcome. By tho decorti
cating process the fiber was. crushed and toru
out by a slow am! expensive process. In tho
new prx:esa tho ligino is simply dissolved
out, and the snowy films of the ramie and
the tawnier threads of tho sugar cane are
coaxed out as easily as the infantile kitten to
its milk. Atlanta Constitution.
Sho Sent J1?T Kaby Home,
Mr. Brent Good, president of the Lyceum
Theatre company, told at a dinner party tho
other evening this story of a lady who was
determined to witness the play of "The
"I was at the Lyceum the other night,
standing alongside our treasurer, when a
well dressed ladies enter-ed and handed their
tickets tp the doorkeeper. One of them had
a baby in her arms. I firmly but, I trust,
politely told the mother that no babies were
allowed in the house. She expostulate!, but
I asked her how she, if alone, would like to
have a noisy baby in an adjacent scat. The
argument prevailed, but sho said., that her
money must be returned. It was pyqniptly
given hpr au4 se went and stood outside
with her babe in her arms as if reflecting.
Then she returned and requested that a dis
trict messenger be called. A rather stuall
boy responded to the summons, and the lady
handed him her baby and requested him to
take it to her house somewhere in Ilarlem.
The little boy looked grewsome, but he un
dertook the tki ud I presume performed
it safely. When he had gone the determined
woman returned, purchased a ticket, and
saw the show." New York Evening Sun.
Cautions for Talkers,
Savon is the perfect number, arid if the
following seven rules wero faithfully ob
served, they would do something toward
making a perfect man.
Beforo thou openest thy mouth, think,
I. What thou shalt speak,
S. Why thou 6houldst speak it,
3. To whom thou art about to speak.
4. Concerning whom or what, thou art
about to speak.
5. Wtat will result therefrom.
C. What benefit it can produce.
7. Who may be listening. Youth's Com
panion. -
Newspaper Comment Coucrrnlng; Men of
Note 1'ernonal Mention.
Mr. Walter Bcsant is a small, animated,
bright eyed and block haired man, fond of
tho theatre, claret and a pipe.
Riaz Tasha, the new prime minister of
Egypt, is a Mohammedan. His predecessor,
Nubar Pasha, was an Armenian Christian.
Longfellow, tho poet, was once a member
of tho old "Portland Rifles," and paraded in
a brilliant green uniform. But he soon
found that Lij natural vocation was to sing
rather than fight.
Tho father of Mr. Blackburno, the great
chess player, is a professional phrenologist,
aud predicted of h:s son, when the latter wes
a child, that ho would become exceedingly
proficient in chess,
Paul Rajon, tho celebrated etcher, died in
Lis country seat at Anvers-sur-Oiso several
weeks ago. Ho hid just returned from a
very successful trip in America, where ho
had etched many portraits, including that of
Mrs. Cloveland
Last fall a bug flow into tho ear of nenry
Bolton, of Frederick township, Montgomery
county. Pa., rendering him entirely deaf on
that side. A few days ago tho bug dropped
out and his hearing almost immediately re
turned. King Kalakaua, tbo versatile monarch of J
tho Sandwich Islands, has written a learned
treatise on the Diametrical Physiognomy of
the Earth. The article is based on olserva
tions cf the volcanio phenomena for which
tho Hawaiian group is noted.
Uncle Elias Harper, of Blakely, Ga., is 04
years old, but still quite halo and active, lie
is a veteran of the w ar of 1S13 and preserves
as a keepsake n Spnii::.'i ! !!:.r, l. J i..
1777, the first money ho received for his ser
vices. Mayor Fitler, of Philadelphia, is a roje
maker, and ho sometimes exhibits to his
friends a curious rope cablo that ho keeps in
his office. It is made of hangmen's 1'ojtes,
each strand having been taken from a roe
by which some joor criminal's neck was
Count Mauriiro Esterhazy has licen put un
der guardianship to check his inad extrava
gance. Ho owns, free and clear of ineiiia
branees, moro tlian :i"-!0,(iK) acres of land ir.
Hungary, and can travel in n straight 'ino
more than fifty miles without ;jtiitting his
fy'jibrin Storke, an eccentric old cobbler i
Jefferson, Ga., who still keeps at hi" trade
although S!) years old, is a verau 0f thret.
wars, 1 Ie beat n dri in Jackson's army at
the battle Z New Orleans, fought in the
'. -exican war and served with credit through
tho war of the rebellion. Dcspito his ad
vanced ago he makes as good a shoo as anj
shoemaker i:i the state.
While the emieror of Brazil was ill in
Milan his estimated excuses were 4(X),0(X
francs. The regular hotel bill was 1 ,CK
francs a day, but on account of his illness
other guests had to leave, and for thirty-five
days the cost was I3.",C00 francs. A physician
from Paris made two trips to Milan for
40,fl(i0 francs, two Italian doctors wero paid
1,"00 francs a day, and he had to give a lot
of fees.
For some time past Mr. W. D, Howells has
abandoned pen and pencil in his litwary
conijxisitions, using tho tjpo writer instead
Mr. Howells sits .back If-istireiy in his chair,
thinks out bi train of thought, carefully
fashions hs sentence and p.s each is- com
pleted transmits it to paper, striking the ke-s
with ono hf.nd. Many other authors are fol
lowing Mr. Howells' example, but for a long
timo there was a prejudice among literary
people against the typo writer. They imagined
that work done with it was stifled and formal.
This opinion has since been abandoned by
many writers.
A curious story nnent tho Japanese em
peror's opinion of dancing is told by The
Tokio pc-tnp.Cv That journal relates that re
cently a minister of state, while in audience,
touched upon tho subject of dancing, whero
upon his. majesty expressed the opinion that
the prevalence of such a voluptuous custom
was a sure indication of tho decay of the
nation. Tho state minister in question, hear
ing his majesty express such strong viows on
tho subject, upon retiring from iWn presence
immediately gave private, orders to those en
gaged in tho consty-malon of tho new palace
to dismo.utlo iho dancing saloon in tho new
builalng, which was already completed.
Mr. W. H. II. MVJi ray has started on an
exploring Ry,d hunting expedition in tho
most Secluded and least visited regions of the
Itockics, north of tho Canadian line. He will
bo gono about six months and intends to
cover uUtvut iifiOO miles in the saddle, visiting
regions as yet unexplored. Tho Canadian
government has granted him tho protection
and assistance of the mounted police and tho
Hudson Bay company has given his expedi
tion its support. An experienced artist will
go with him for the purpose of procuring
illustrations " to accompany his letters for
the press and his magazine articles. A great
part of his explorations will bo in tho valley
of the Peace river, of which even the Cana
dian government knows almost nothing.
This region lies about (5 clegs, north of the
Canadian line and east of the Selkirks.
A Cowbrjys Kali in Mexico.
The salon de bailar, a room 2310, v.'ith its
hard mud floor, ia irrigated to prevent dust
and cleared of everything but a few benches.
(Jandltjs are stuck along and on tho wall, the
women huddle together at ono end of the
room f.nd the men stand and squat about at
tho other, everybody rolling and smoking
cigarettes. Tho baud of four pieces turns it
self loose and joy is unconfin.ed. Men and
women are supplied with a judicious amount
of mescal; very rarely is anything served to
eat tid daylight. The Mexicans are born
dancers, and many of their graceful, stately
figures might well be copied by our American
masters. Dancing is interspersed by volun
teer singing, accompanied by the guitar when
tho songs are by women. The songs of tho
men are of such a character that they cannot
havo cor need any accoaripaiqment, every
line ending with i chorus, in which every
body joins, and at times fine harmony ia ren
dered. At 2 o'clock a. in. everybody is feel
ing jolly; at 3 in a fighting mood; at 4
o'clock only the sober ones are dancing, espe
cially the loyers; at 5, as the first glimmer of
dawn comes creeping over the mountains, the
band winds up with tho lovers' "danza."
The last sweet woixls are w hispered in the
senorlta's ear, and the company disperse f or
an hour's sleep.
Six o'clock sees a reunion of tha xiwpunchi
ers, heavy eyed and a bit ulky. A nop-i
showing up at that hour is carefully noted,
and at the next dance the delinquent is sent
on duty night herding. Not much work is
done that day. The men who ride the lines
are out, but invisible asleep probably in
some canyon. Chihuahua Cor. New York
World -
A Huge Machine.
In a work on meteorology Camilla Flam
marion declares the -atmosphere to be a huge
machino, on which every living thing is de
pendent. There are in this machine neither
wheel work, pistons nor cogs, nevertheless it
does the work of several millions of horses,
and this work has for its end and effect the
preservation of life. A rfonsaw Traveler. uJ
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strongly agitated and the election of a
l'reteident will lake place. The people of
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Political, Commercial
and Social Transactions
of this year and would
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