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TILLAGE'S SERMON.
The gates of hell shall
not prevail."
They Swing Inward Society Gets a
Boo ring for Its Unchristian Forgetf ni
nes The Churches filling, bat The;
Csua Sot Stem the Tide.
ETV YORK. June 30,
1S95. In his sermon
for to-day. Dr. Tal
mage chose a mo
mentous and awful
1 tQp,c: "The Gates of
Men." tne texi se
lected being the fa
ll tyg?f Hi miliar passage in
fill XToflh.w IRIX; "Th
gates of hell shall
not prevail against
It."
Entranced, until we could endure no
more of the splendor, we have often
raxed at the shining gates, the gates
of pearl, the gates of Heaven. But we
re for awhile to look In the opposite
direction, and see swinging open and
hut the gates of hell.
I remember, when the Franco-Ger-inan
war was going on. that I stood one
Iay In Paris looking at the gates of the
Tullleries, and I was so absorbed in
the sculpturing at the top of the gates
the masonry and the bronze that I
forgot myself, and after awhile, look
ing down. I saw there were officers of
the law scrutinizing me, supposing, no
doubt, I was a German, and looking
at those gates for adverse purposes.
But, my friends, we shall not stand
looking at the outside of the gates of
hell. In this sermon I shall tell you
cf both sides, and I shall tell you what
those gates are made of. "With the
hammer of God's truth I shall pound
n the brazen panels, and with the
lantern of God's truth I shall flash a
light upon the shining hinges.
Gate the first: Impure literature. An
thony Comstock seized twenty tons of
bad books, plates, and letter press, and
when our Professor Cochran, of the
Polytechnic Institute, poured the de
structive acids on those plates, they
moked In the righteous annihilation.
And yet a great deal of the bad litera
ture of the day Is not gripped of the
law. It Is strewn in your parlor; it is
in your libraries. Some of your children
read it at night after they have re
tired, the gas-burner swung as near as
possible to their pillow. Much of this
literature is under the title of scientific
Information. A book agent with one of
these Infernal books, glossed over with
jdentlflc nomenclature, went Into a ho
tel and sold In one day a hundred cop
ies, and sold them all to women! It
1 appalling that men and women who
can get through their family physician
-ail the useful information they may
Seed, and without any contamination,
ahould wade chin deep through such ac
cursed literature under the plea of get
ting useful knowledge, and that printing-presses,
hoping to be called decent,
lend themselves to this Infamy. Fath
ers and mothers, do not be deceived by
the title, "medical works." Nine-tenths
cf those books come hot from the lost
world, though they may have on them
the names of the publishing houses of
New York, Chicago, and Philadelphia.
Then there is all the novelette literature
cf the day flung over the land by the
million. As there are good novels that
are long, so I suppose there may be
good novels that are short, and so there
may be a good novelette, but it is an
exception. No one mark this no one
systematically reads the average nov
elette of this day and keeps either in
tegrity or virtue. The most of these
novelettes are written by broken-down
literary men for small compensation, on
the principle that, having failed in lit
erature elevated aud pure, they hope to
succeed in the tainted and the nasty.
-Oh! this Is a wide gate of hell. Every
panel is made out of a bad book or
newspaper. Every hinge is the inter
iolned tvne of a corrupt Drintlne-nress.
' Every bolt or lock of that gate is made
i f rf ty e nlntu ft? an llnnloa n nfvia1
In other words, there are a million
-men and women in the United States to
day reading themselves Into hell! When,
In one of our cities, a prosperous fam
ily fell into rufttos through the misdeeds
cf one of Its members, the amazed
mother said to the officer of the law:
Why, I never supposed there was any
thing wrong. I never thought there
oould be anything wrong." Then she
sat weeping in silence for some time,
and said: "Oh! I have got it now! I
know, I know! I found in her bureau
rhat slew her." These leprous book-
i.lir Viav t Vi rfr iin thA ratatnvnaa
of all male and female seminaries in
the United States, catalogues contaln
'lng the names and residences of all the
students, and circulars of death are
mnt to every one, without any excep
tion. Can you imagine anything more
deeVhful? There Is not a young person,
male or female, or an old person, who
"baa not had offered him or her a bad
"book or a bad picture. Scour your
liouse to find out whether there are any
of these adders colled on your parlor
center-table, or colled amid the toilet
set on the dressing-case. I adjure you
before the sun goes down to explore
your family libraries with an inexora
ble scrutiny. Remember that one bad
book or bad picture may do the work
for eternity. I want to arouse all your
suspicions about novelettes. I want to
put you on the watch against every
thing that may seem like surreptitious
correspondence through the postofflee.
X want you to understand that impure
literature is one of the broadest, high
est, mightiest gates of the lost.
Gate the seoond: The dissolute dance.
You shall not divert me to the general
subject of dancing. Whatever you may
think of the parlor dance or the method
ic motion of the body to sounds of mu--lo
in ths family or the social circle, I
am not now discussing that question. I
want you to unite with me this hour
-In recognizing the fact that there Is a
dissolute dance. You know of what I
rpeak. It is seen not only In the low
haunts of death, but in elegant man
lions. It is the first step to eternal ruin
.''or a great multitude of both sexes. You
know, my friends, what postures and
attitudes and figures are suggested of
the devil. They who glide into the dis
solute danc2 glide over an Inclined
plane, and the dance is swifter and
swifter, wilder and wilder, until with
the speed of lightning they whirl off
the edges of a decent life Into a fiery
future. This gate of hell swings across
the Axmlnster of many a fine parlor,
and across the ball-room of the summer
mum
watering-place. You have no right m
brother, my sister you have no right to
take an attitude to the sound of music
which would be unbecoming in the ab
sence of music. No Chlckering grand of
city parlor or fiddle of mountain picnic
can consecrate that which God hath
cursed.
Gate the third: Indiscreet apparel.
The attire of woman for the last few
years has been beautiful and graceful
beyond anything I have known; but
there are those who will always carry
that which is right into the extraordi
nary and indiscreet. I charge Christian
women, neither by style of dress nor
adjustment of apparel, to become ad
ministrative of evil. Perhaps none else
will dare to tell you, so I will tell you
that there are multitudes of men who
owe their eternal damnation to what has
been at different times the boldness of
womanly attire. Show me the fashion
plates of any age between this and the
time of Louis XVI., of France, and Hen
ry VIII.. of England, and I will tell you
the type of morals or lmmorals of that
age or that year. No exception to it.
Modest apparel means a righteous peo
ple. Immodest apparel always means a
contaminated and depraved society. You
wonder that the city of Tyre was de
stroyed with such a terrible destruction.
Have you ever seen the fashion-plate.of
the city of Tyre? I will show It to you:
"Moreover, the Lord sal th, because
the daughters of Zlon are haughty and
walk with stretched-forth necks and
wanton eyes, walking and mincing as
they go, and making a tinkling with
their feet. In that day the Lord will take
away the bravery of their tinkling orna
ments about their feet, and their cauls,
and their round tires like the moon, the
rings and nose Jewels, the changeable
suits of apparel, and the mantles, and
the wimples, and the crlsplng-plns."
That Is the fashion-plate of ancient
Tyre. And do you wonder that the
Lord God In his Indignation blotted out
the city, so that fishermen today
spread their nets where that city once
stood?
Gate the fourth: Alcoholic beverage.
Oh! the wine-cup Is the patron of Im
purity. The officers of the law tell us
that nearly all the men who go Into
the shambles of death go In intoxi
cated, the mental and the spiritual
abolished, that the brute may triumph.
Tell me that a young man drinks and
I know the whole story. If he becomes
a captjve of the wine-cup he will be
come a captive of all other vices; only
give him time. No one ever runs drunk
enness alone. That is a carrion-crow
that goes in a flock, and when you see
that beak ahead you may know the
other beaks are coming In other
words, the wine-cup unbalances and
dethrones one's better Judgment and
leaves one the prey of all evil appe
tites that may choose to alight upon his
soul. There Is not a place of any kind
of sin in the United States today that
does not find Its chief abettor in the
chalice of inebriety. There is either
a drlnklng-bar before or one behind,
or one above, or one underneath. These
people escape legal penalty because
they are all licensed to sell liquor. The
courts that license the sale of strong
drink, license gambling-houses, license
libertinism, license disease, license
death, license all sufferings, all crimes,
all despoliations, all disasters, all mur
ders, all woe. It is the courts and the
legislature that are swinging wide open
this grinding, creaky, stupendous gate
of the lost.
But you say, "You have described
these gates of hell and shown us how
they swing In to allow the entrance of
the doomed. Will you not, please, be
fore you get through the sermon, tell
us how these gates of hell may swing
out to allow the escape of the peni
tent?" I reply, But very few escape.
Of the thousand that go In nine hun
dred and ninety-nine perish. Suppose
one of these wanderers should knock
at your door, would you admit her?
Suppose you knew where she came
from, would you ask her to sit at your
dinlng-table? Would you ask her to
become the governess of your children?
Would you Introduce her among your
acquaintanceships? Would you. take
the responsibility of pulling on the out
side of the gate of hell while the pusher
on the inside of the gate Is trying to
get out? You would not. and not one
of a thousand of you would dare to do
so. You would write beautiful poetry
over her sorrows and weep t over her
misfortunes, but give her practical help
you never will. But you say, "Are
there no ways by which the wanderer
may escape?" Oh, yes; three or four.
The one Is the sewing-girl's garret,
dingy, cold, hunger-blasted. But you
say, "Is there no other way for her to
escape?" Oh, yes. Another way Is the
street that leads to the river, at mid
night, the end of the city dock, the
moon shining down on the water mak
ing It look so smooth she wonders If
It Is deep enough. It Is. Np boatman
near enough to hear the plunge. No
watchman near enough to pick her out
before she sinks the third time. No
other way? Yes. By the curve of the
railroad at the point where the en
gineer of the lightning: express cannot
see a hundred yards ahead to the form
that lies across the track. He may
whistle "down brakes." but not soon
enough to disappoint the one who seeks
her death. But you say, "Isn't God
good, and won't he forgive?" Yes. but
man will not, woman will not, society
will not. The church of God says it
will, but It will not. Our work, then,
must be prevention rather than cure.
Those gates of hell are to be pros
trated just as certainly as God and the
Bible are true, but it will not be done
until Christian men and women, quit
ting their prudery and squeamishness
in this matter, rally the whole Chris
tian sentiment of the church and as
sail these great evils of society. The
Bible utters its denunciation in this
direction again and again, and yet the
piety of the day is such a namby
pamby sort of thing that you cannot
even quote Scripture without making
somebody restless. As long as this holy
imbecility reigns In the church of God
sin will laugh you to scorn. I do not
know but that before the church wakes
up matters will get worse and worse,
and that there will have to be one lamb
sacrificed from each of the most, care
fully guarded folds and the wave of
uncleanness dash to the spire of the
village church and the top of the ca
thedral tower.
A cold winter night In a city church.
It Is Christmas night. They have been
decorating the sanctuary. A lost wan
derer of the street, with thin shawl
about her, attracted by the warmth
and light, comes In and sits near the
door. The minister of religion is
preaching of Him who was wounded
for our transgressions and bruised for
our iniquities, and the poor soul by the
door said: "Why. that must mean me;
mercy for the chief of sinners; bruised
for our Iniquities; wounded for our
transgressions. "
The music that night in the sanctuary
brought back the old hymn which she
used to sing when, with father and
mother, she worshipped God In the vil
lage church. The service over, the min
ister went down the aisle. She said
to him: "Were those words for me?
'Wounded for our transgressions. Was
that for me?" The man of God under
stood her not. He knew not how to
comfort a shipwrecked soul, and he
passed on and he passed out. The poo
wanderer followed Into the street.
""vV'hat are you doing here, Meg?"
said the police. "What are you doing
here tonight?" "Oh," she replied. "I
was in to warm myself," and then the
rattling cough" came, and she held to
the railing until the paroxysm was
over. She passed on down the street,
falling from exhaustion; recovering
herself again, until after a while she
reached the outskirts of the city, and
passed on the country road. It seemed
so familiar; she kept on the road, and
she saw In the distance a light In the
window. Ah! that light had been
gleaming there every night since she
went away. On that country road she
passed until she came to the garden
gate. She opened It and passed up the
path where she played in childhood.
She came to the steps and looked In at
the fire on the hearth. Then she put
her fingers to the latch. Oh, if that
door had been locked she would have
perished on the threshold, for she was
near to death! But the door had not
been locked since the time she went
away. She pushed open the door. She
went In and lay down on the hearth by
the fire. The old house dog growled
as he saw her enter, but there wrv
something In the voice he recognized,
and he frisked about her until he al
most pushed her down In his Joy.
In the morning the mother came down
and she saw a bundle of rags on the
hearth, but when the face was up
lifted she knew it, and It was no more
old Meg of the street. Throwing her
arms around the returned prodigal, she
cried. "Oh. Maggie!" The child threw
her arms around her mother's neck and
said. "Oh, mother!" and while they
were embraced a rugged form towered
above them. It was the father. The
severity all gone out of his face, he
stooped and took he'r up tenderly and
carried her to the mother's room and
laid her down on mother's bed. for she
was dying. Then the lost one. looking
up into her mother's face, said:
" 'Wounded for our transgressions and
bruised for our Iniquities!' Mother, do
you think that means me?" "Oh. yes.
my darling," said the mother. "If
mother is so glad to get you back don't
you think God is glad to get you back?"
And there she lay dying, and all
their dreams and all their prayers were
filled with the words, "Wounded for
our transgressions and bruised for our
iniquities." until. Just before the mo
ment of her departure, her face lighted
up. showing the pardon of God had
dropped upon her soul. And there she
slept away on the bosom of a pardon
ing Jesus. So the Lord took back one
whom the world rejected.
CLASP HANDS EIGHTEEN HOURS
Novel Contest of Paul Goldsbury and
Mrs. Welsner of Chicago
Christian science, represented in the
person of Mrs. Welsner, the wife of a
Chicago doctor, and great will power.
In the person of Paul Goldsbury, also
of Chicago, has had a remarkable strug
gle for mastery at Warwick, Mass.
Goldsbury is a native of Warwick, and
is a member of the Moody quartette, so
called because of Its singing at the
Moody meetings during the World's
Fair. Both came here to spend their
vacations, says a special from that
place. The two friends had many
earnest discussions and these culmi
nated in an assertion from Mrs. Wels
ner that, with the assltance of Chris
tian science, she could demonstrate that
her will was stronger than that of
Goldsbury, and she challenged him to
a physical test. He accepted. They
were to clasp hands, and the one that
first unclasped was to be the van
quished. Hands were clasped by the
man and woman, and, incredible as It
may seem, the clasp was not broken for
eighteen hours, and then only by force.
Mrs. Welsner showed little effects of
the long struggle, but the affair caused
such comment that on Monday she
started for Chicago. The claim Is that
she hypnotized Goldsbury.
PRINTER'S INK.
They sell most who advertise most.
And why not?
A true advertisement Is the echo of
actions behind the counter.
Every clerk In your store should echo
In actions and words the ring of your
advertisements.
Curiosity is a keyhole through which
many an advertiser pokes his argu
ment into the public mind.
Advertising to a well-stocked store,
like rain to a thirsty plant, enlivens
and leaves "silver drops" all around.
It is vastly important, both to adver
tiser and publisher, that the best news
papers shall be known and recognized
as such.
A catchy advertisement in an even
ing paper is like a rainbow in the east.
It is a bright pledge of tomorrow's busi
ness sunshine.
As a stiff breeze sweepeth the clouds
from the sky, so brisk advertising
sweepeth cobwebs from the .hustling
merchant's store.
A long-winded ad containing little
reason, like a bin of chaff with a few
scattered grains. Is not worth the
trouble of looking ovej.
An advertiser's discretion Is not so
much indicated by never choosing a
false medium as by never "putting his
foot in it" a second time.
Mr. Charles N. Kent, a gentleman
well known to many newspaper men
and advertisers, asserts that the dally
papers of Philadelphia set advertise
ments better than those of any other
city in America.
The brightest and most original ad
vertisers of the day are not necessarily
so because they advance new methods,
but simply because they know how to
say their say as If it !had never been
said before.
The French was the enly nation that
acquired a permanent ascendency over
the Indians without serious wars. The
efforts of the French to upraise the
condition of the Indians were earnest,
but all failed.
SILVER MUST RETURN. !
ESSENTIAL POINTS IN DEBATE
CLEARLY STATED.
C. 8. Collins of Little Rock. Ark., a
leading Lawyer Sets Forth His View
on the Ureat Question of the
Day.
I believe I am able, as an outsider
from the rural districts, disassociated
from the confusion that is being inter
jected into the debate, to say how the
controversy is going and how it must
end if the American people are true to
themselves.
"Blanche, Tray and Sweetheart,"
just now, are raising a great noise rela
tive to a variety of conundrums
which have no relation whatever to the
questions in which the American peo
ple have so profound an interest. If
it be true, upon principle, and as an
economic postulate, that the money of
ultimate redemption exercises an ag
gressive influence upon the price level
of commodities and upon the values of
all forms of property, the product of
labor; and if it be true that the strik
ing down of one-half of the money of
ultimate redemption has created an ap
preciating standard of value in gold,
which is unstable (and hence unsound);
then the bimetallists, who are strug
gling to restore silver to the same re
lations it occupied prior to 1873, are
right," and our modern economists, who
are endeavoring to challenge the ax
ioms of the centuries, are wrong.
If they are right at all they are aw
fully right. It then becomes a ques
tion of such vital importance as to
involve, as an economic principle, the
liberties of mankind and the peril of
reducing our people to the condition of
the European peasantry by a law as
irresistible as a problem in mathe
matics. If this question is determined in the
affirmative then the only other ques
tion to discuss will be how can the
American people escape the dire results
of a system fastened upon them, it
matters not how; whether internation
al action is probable or even possible,
and whether "a new declaration of in
dependence" is not only the duty, but
the necessity of the hour, are the ques
tions that should and will absorb the
intellectualities of the people. It serves
no purpose, as the custom of some is,
to attack Mr. Harvey and the "Finan
cial School" as to fancied inaccuracies
in non-essential details. Prof. Laugh
lin and others, I observe, are very bit
ter because they imagine that Coin is
inaccurate in his interpretation of the
act of 1792 in declaring that the unit
of value was placed at 37U grains of
pure silver, and that gold, though hav
ing equal privileges and redemption
power, was required to correlate with
and conform to the silver unit, and not
the silver to it, for the reasons stated
in the book. It has no bearing what
ever upon the momentous question at
issue- It matters not which is right.
At last both agree that from 1792 to
1873, under laws powerful enough to
make themselves dominant throughout
the world, both gold and silver were
money of final payment, and whether in
circulation or not constituted jointly
a measure of value in the markets of
the world.
Since 1873, as we contend, gold alone
has formed that measure. That it is
an appreciating standard, rapidly being
cornered in the war chests and treas
uries of the nations and regardless of
other influences dwelt upon by the
new school (which in all proper cases
are admitted by us) the single stan
dard in gold i3 hammering down the
values of our property and placing
prosperity, in so far as the masses are
concerned, beyond the reach of hope.
Admit that other influences have co
operated and are now co-operating,
both in accelerating and retarding the
downward tendency. At last the ques
tion must be whether or not there is
such an economic principle as the one
proposed and this old world has waited
through the centuries for "our wise
men of the east" to doubt it. Neither
does it matter whether the act of 1S73
was passed by stealth or not. In the
sense "Coin" states it, whether it was
done designedly or not, the country will
believe it. The American people were
not conscious of the far-reaching sig
nificance of what was being done. Con
gressmen and senators were equally at
fault. It did not appear in the dis
patches, nor was it mentioned or dis
cussed by a newspaper anywhere,
though the same question that is now
shaking the nation. A year or two
ago Prof. Gilmore at St. Louis went
to his room, ate a banana and drank a
glass of chanrpagne and lay down and
died. The chemical affinities between
the wine and fruit formed a rank pois
on in his stomach. He was unconscious
of what he was doing, but it was never
theless poison and cost him his life.
A chemist might have known and dis
cussed the subject, but if he failed to
caution Gilmore as to what would he
the result he was none the less de
ceived. It serves no vital purpose now
to determine how the act was passed.
It was passed and we are now wrestling
with the results.
The spirit of the fathers is awake in
their sons. They are going to solve
this problem for themselves. This time
our wise men will not find it easy to
win by special pleading or to sidetrack
the real and vital issues by such unim
portant and unessential quarrels as the
one3 indicated. Our gold friends will
be held to the question, and no amount
of noise will divert the people from the
effort to master the real truth involved
in the momentous struggle which they
must fight to ttie finish now or never.
C. S. COLLINS.
NOT A NEW ISSUE.
Bimetallism Was the Corner Stone of
the KepuliIIc.
I call the attention of the gold bugs,
the bondholders, and money sharks of
both political parties to hold their e!ws
close to the ground and hear the rum
bling of the mass of the voters who are
coming to the relief of the people frm
all sections of this country and Europe.
This is no new issue. It is an issue
that has been in existence since the
discovery of gold and silver. Both
metals were used in this country from
1792 to 1873.
Mr. Jefferson, when he returned the
report of Mr. Hamilton, said: "I re
turn you the report on the mint, which
I read over with a great deal of satis
faction. I concur with you in thinking
that the unit must stand on both
metals." And there was established the
ratio of 15 to 1, afterward 16 to 1, which
was in full use up to 1873. At the time
the act passed in 1873 demonetizing
silver wheat was selling at $1.29 a
bushel, and has been reduced in price
since then until the drop to 45 cents
and 50 cents a bushel.
It is a well known fact in history
that when the country ceased to use sil
ver as its coin and made it a commo
dity all prices for farmers produce de
clined and the only beneficiaries were
those who deal in bonds and securities,
bankers and money lenders.
The people are beginning to study
the alphabet of finance and are think
ing for themselves, so that those men,
no matter to which political party
they belong, who have advocated a sin
gle standard under disguise and got
the people to follow phantoms and
strange gods must now beware, as the
people are tired of placing them in of
fice, for when they get in office they
neglect the interests of the people and
work to make the few rich and the
many poor. I am satisfied that the tar
iff, that has been the issue in the cam
paigns for eight or ten years, was for
the purpose of deceiving the people
and keep them from investigating the
finance question.
TOM MERRITT.
Salem, 111.
HUNCHBACK'S FIGHTING.
He Lies on ills Hump, Spins Around
and Kicks In AH Directions.
John Ryan is known to the police
as "the hump-backed warrior," says
the Indianapolis Journal. He drinks,
and when drinking he is wild. He has
boasted that it takes three policemen
to arrest him, but yesterday afternoon
Patrolman Giblen sent him to head
quarters much the worse of attempting
to put his boast into execution. Ryan
has a very peculiar manner of war
fare. He lies on his hump, whirls
around, and kicks. His associates all
fear one of his attacks, for he is a
good kicker, and when he gets started
at whirling they say he spins like a
top. The other afternoon Patrolman
Giblen met Ryan on Malott avenue.
Ryan was bleeding, he was drunk, and
he said he had been in a fight. He
was dirty, and looked as if he had been
whirling. As Giblen approached some
of Ryan's friends came along. They
were asked to take the intoxicated man
home. Ryan said, "Not much," and
his friends backed away as if he might
have been charged with dynamite.
Giblen then said it became his painful
duty to care for Ryan. The latter
walked quietly until the L. E. & W.
tracks were reached, where he made
a halt. Preparing for a fight he said
to Giblen:
"I will not crosss those tracks. One
of us will have to die first, and I'll
kill you before I cross."
Giblen attempted to reason with his
prisoner, but Ryan's reason wheels
were badly clogged by drink. He
began to prepare for a spin. Giblen
seized him, and the hump-backed man
ripped the officer's coat up the back.
Ryan got on his hump and began to
spin and kick. Giblen allowed him to
spin, and the dust hid him from view.
Thinking the matter had gone far
enough, the officer closed in on his
quasi-prisoner. The latter, when
stopped In his spinning and kicking,
began to fight and scratch. Giblen
was hit in the neck, and he thought
it was time to draw his mace. When
Ryan arrived at police headquarters,
twenty minutes later, his ear was Eplit,
his eye was closed, and his cheek was
cut. He said he had enough, and for
a time he was quiet and serene, seem
ing to think he had fought a good fight
and met defeat nobly. When the
doctor came he grew hostile again. It
took three officers to hold him while
his injuries were examined. Bandages
were put on, which he immediately
tore off, and it was finally decided to
allow him to do as he pleased in a
cell.
Cordial Notes of Courtesy.
I wonder whether you are particular
to write notes of thanks very soon
after receiving gifts or acts of cour
tesy. The value of a note of thanks is
greatly increased by its being prompt.
If some friend leaves a bunch of violets
at your door, and you fail to acknowl
edge it until the flowers have faded,
your thanks, when they do come, are
tardy. When flowers are sent to those
who are ill, they, of course, cannot re
pay the courtesy by a little note them
selves, but some one in the family
should do it for them. Your note of
thanks should be very genial, showing
that you are really pleased by the kind
attention and the happier because of it.
Do not be afraid to write warmly and
cordially on such occasions. If stiff and
formal you are unjust both to your
friend and yourself.
Women as Teachers of Science.
It is said that the demand for women
fitted to teach the sciences is greater in
proportion to the supply than in any
other. The girl with a natural taste
for chemistry, zoology, mineralogy, or
astronomy, may now cultivate her spe
cial science with a reasonable expecta
tion that she can "put money in her
purse." Indeed, it seems to be just now
the one field of labor that is not overcrowded.
1OniL.ITY OF THE DOSKET.
lie Used to He Classed Among; tb
Great Ones.
"The donkey, who rather undeserv
edly has become to be considered one
of the "naturals" of the animal world,
was dedicated by the ancients of Bac
chus, while the ass of Sllenus was
raised to a place among the stars.
Apparently he was a more intellectual
personage in early days than he is
supposed to be at present. Amraonl
anus, the grammarian, possessed one
who invariably attended his master'8
lectures on poetry, and would even
leave the choicest luncheon of thistles
to do so. "Wicked as a red ass" ran
an old proverb, which the Copts be
lieved in so firmly that every year they
sacrificed an unhappy animal of the
detested color by hurling it headlong
from a wall.
In an old black letter translation of
Albertus Magnus the donkey figures
in the following extraordinary recipe:
"Take an adder's skyn, and auri pig
mentum, and greeke pitch of reupirit
icum, and the waxe of newe bees, and
the fat or grease of an asse, and
breake them all, and ut them all in
a dull seething pot full of water, and
make it seethe at a slowe fire, and
after let it waxe cold, and make a
taper, and every man that shall see
light of it shall seeme hcadlesse."
Burton, in his "Anatomy of Melan
choly," mentions as a valuable amulet,
"a ring made of the hoofe of an asse's
right foot carried about." A tract
written by a certain "A. B." in 1505,
entitled "The Noblenesse of the Asse,"
is exceedingly laudatory of that ex
cellent animal. "He refuseth no bur
den; he goes whither he is sent with
out any contradiction. He lifts not
his foote against any one; he bytes
not; he is no fugitive, nor malicious
affected. He doth all thinjrs in good
sort, and to his liking that hath cause
to employ him." But what chiefly fills
the worthy author with admiration is
the donkey's voice his "goodly, sweet
and contiuuall brayings," which form
"a melodious and proportionate kind
of muslcke." Gentleman's Magazine.
seisin a the pope:.
Day and Place Where Visitors Are
Allowed to See Him.
"How can I see the pope?" is one of
the first questions asked by many vis
itors for the first time in Rome. On
the seventh day of February Is the
anniversary of the death of the late
pope, when a 'requiem mass is cele
brated by Leo XIII., or by a cardinal
officiating for him in the Sistine
chapel and is the greatest function of
the year at the Vatican, the pope al
ways celebrating the mass. To be
present Is a great treat, the pope being
carried in his chair on a platform sur
rounded by his Swiss guard, cardinals,
bishops and others, wearing his tiara
and blessing the people as he passes
through the crowd. The bestowal of
hats on the cardinals recently created,
and the ceremony of the beautification
of new saints, these are the few func
tions at which those who have b-en
able to obtain tickets have the privi
lege of seeing the holy father. In at
tending any of these functions, ladies
must be in black, with veils on their
heads, no gloves; gentlemen In full
dress suits, no outer garments or hats
allowed in the chapel. Those persons
who have Influence with a cardinal
can sometimes obtain the privilege of
being present at the private chapel,
which holds about fifty persons, on a
Sunday morning when the pope cele
brates the mass. After the mass a
few receive the holy communion from
the holy father, then a priest cele
brates mass, immediately after which
those who have received the holy com
munion are received in turn by his
holiness, kneeling before him and re
ceiving his blessing. He holds a short
conversation with each person, and
Is very kind. The ceremonies arc all
in charge of the master of the Camere,
through whom tickets are obtained
Churchman.
IMPROVED WOOD PAVEMENT.
It Is Filled In "With Asphalt and
Wears Exceedingly Well.
With all the advantages possessed
by wood and asphalt as materials for
road paving, it is believed that In cer
tain states of the weather they be
come extremely slippery and are a
fruitful source of accident, but Lewis
Clement has invented a non-slipping
wood paving of a simple and inexpen
sive character, which is claimed to
remedy this defect. It consists in pre
paring the wood blocks before they
are laid by boring a few holes in them
and filling the holes with a hard-setting
substance, composed of crushed
stone, bitumen and Portland cement.
The compound is cleared off level with
the surface of the blocks, and when
they are laid the roadway is covered
with a series of rough spots which. It
is stated, arrest the foot of the horse
in any condition of the weather and
prevent the animal from slipping.
Philadelphia Times.
The Diamond as a Friend.
"That's my silent partner." said
Tody Hamilton, when I called atten
tion to the fact that he always wore
his big diamond beneath his vest.
"A good diamond." he explained, "is
about the best friend in need a trav
eling man has. You may think it Is
a case of vanity, but it Isn't at least
It Isn't with a majority of men who
wear them on the road. A diamond
Is the most convenient form of porta
ble property, and the least fluctuation
in value. You may get out of money
In some far-away town, be robbed on
the road, lose your money, or blow It
in on a spree; there you are. Your
diamond of the value of $150 will
stand you In for $100. You couldn't
get more than $50 or something like
that on a watch worth $250 to $400.
So you'll see most traveling men wear
ing a good stone. It Is a silent of spe
cial partner, and stands by a man at
the right time. Circus men and theat
rical people save their money in dia
monds. They see a gocd many ups
and downs, and if they didn't put
their surplus cash Into gems they'd
let it all go and have nothing for a
rainy day. An actress can this way
both, save her money and be using it
at the same time in her personal
adornment." Pittsburg Dispatch.
