Nebraska Newspapers

    The Sioux County
OURNAL
VOLUME VII.
HAKKLSOX, NEBRASKA, THURSDAY, AUG. 15, 1895.
NUMBER 49.
When My Whip Comes In.
Somewhere, out on the blue seas sailing,
Where the wind dance and spin;
Beyond the reach of iny eager hailing,
Over the bi-eskent' din;
Out where the dark stonii-cloud are lift
ing. Out where tin- blinding fun in drifting.
Out where tin- treacherous sand is shift
ing. My ship in coming In.
Oh, I have watched till my eyes wure
aching,
ray after Weary ilny;
Oh, I have hoped till my heart was break
ing. While the Ion nights ebbed away;
C'ouhl I but know when- the waved had,
toSSd her,
Coiihl f but know what florins had
crossed her.
Could I 1'iit know where the winds had
lost her, -
Out iu the twilight gray! .
lint though the storms hi r course have
altered,
Surely the irt nhe'11 win.
Never my faith in my ship 1mm faltered,
I know she in coming in.
For through . the resiles ways of her
roa in ing,
Throned the mini rush of the wild waves
foaming
Through the while crest of the billtiwt
combing,
My ship is eomiiiK in.
Breasting the tides where the gulls arc
flying,
Swiftly she's coming In:
Shallow ntid deep and rocks defying,
Itravely sire's coming in;
Precious the love she will bring to bless
me.
Snowy th arum she will bring to caress
ni, ' -
In the proud purple of king she will
dress me.
My hIi i p that is coming In.
White in the sunshine her sails will be
glen mini;,
See, where my ship cornea In;
At masthead and peak her colors stream-
in if. ,
1'roudly she's nailing in;
Love, how and joy on her decks are
rhcering.
Munlc will welcome her glad nppearing.
And my heart will sing at her stately
Hearing,
When my ship conies in.
Hubert J. Burdctte.
The Blush Kohc,
Love went roaming one summer day,
Within a garden he chose to stray.
T'nder a swaying rose tree near,
A maiden slept aud knew no fear.
The blossoms above were not more white
Than her fair bosom nuked quite
To love's rapt Raw; one dimpled arm
Pillowed her head, and the mystic charm
That Innocence knows gave to her fai-c .
A beauty greater than Iivc can trace.
"Love's place is here," and bending low,
Ho kissed her fair form, white as snow,
A blush suffusing cheek and brow.
Steals swiftly over the maiden now, (
And a feeling never known before
Kilters her young heart's inmost core.
Innocence gazes in mute alarm.
And steals away while the blush is warm.
"This blush is mine not Iove's," she
said.
Another moment and she had fled.
Passing, she touched the roses near;
They felt the power of her sweet fear.
And the blush she carried away that hour
Fell on them with a secret power.
And the buds that oped to the air that
. night
Were blushing red in the morning light,
Chicago Times-Herald.
Lore's Wisdom.
Love nerer sleeps when sorrow wakes,
And joy the dear one' side forsakes;
As swift as thought his path he takes
Where dangers threat ami lower.
Ills loyal lips forbear the boast,
Yet ere the chime that needs him most
Love knows the hour. '
Lot hath no lack of skill to Bud
Tha wound that needs hi watchful mind;
And soft hi touch as in the wind '
That stirs the spider' lace.
What though the tight be dusk and dim
Dream not the hurt forgot by him;
lxive know tha placa. .
Lot hath no ueed of treasured lore
Nor mystic spell from day of yore
To teach hi band the balm to pour
Upon an aching heart;
Thar la do paag tkat grief ran fed
Bat wltk tender grace to bal
Lev knows the art. !
Hama4 Mlntura Pack, In Boston Trao-
script
TALM AGE'S SERMON.
TALKS OF THE EYE'S MARVEL
OUS CONSTRUCTION.
lie Also Bliows How Mutli Mare
Overwhelming Is the Inleribubly
Searching; Ko of God-Tbe KIm of
the Resurrection fight Kextored.
Wonder of tha Kye.
i Bev. Dr. Tannage, who is still absent
on bis summer preaching tour in the West
aud Southwest, prepared fur lust Sunday
a sermou on "The All Seeing." the text
seleeted being Psalui xciv.. (J, "He that
formed the eye, Bnall he not see?"
The imperial organ of the human sys
tem is the eye. All up aud down' the
Bible God honors it, extruls it, illustrates
It, or arranges it, five hundred and
thirty-four times it is men tinned in the
liible. Omnipresence-"! he eyes of the
Ixird are in every place." Ih 'me' f.ire
'as the apple of the eye." The clouds
"the eyelids 'of the morning' IrreTer
ence "the . eye that jnocketb at. i its
father.',' .Pride "Oh, how lofty are their
eyes!" inattention "the foul's oje in the
ends' of the earth." Divine inspection-
'wheels full of eyes." Suddenness -Mn
the "twinkling of an -eye at the last
triHnp." OKvetic 'sermon "the light of
the 'bod.vv In tha eye." . This- morning's
tmt "He that united the eye, shall he
not sec?" The surgeons, the doctors, the
anatomists and tho physiologists under
stand much of the glories of the two
great Mgnrs ftf the human face, but the
vast multitudes go on from cradle to grave
without any appreciation of the two great
masterpieces. of the Lord God Almighty.
If God hud lacked anything of infinite
wisdom, he would have failed in creating
the human eve. We wander through the
earth trying to see wonderful tights, but
the most wonderful sight that we ever see
Is Uot so wonderful, as the instrument
through which we see it.
It hah been a strauge thing to me for
forty years that some scientist, with
enough eliMjuc'uee ami magnetism, did
not go through the country with illus
trated lectures on canvas thirty i-et
so.ua ro to startle and thrill und overwhelm
Christendom with the marvels of the hu
man eye. We want the eye taken from
nil its technicalities and some one who
shall lay aside all talk about the ptery
goinaxillary fissure, and the sclerotica,
and the chinsma of the optic nerve, and in
common parlance, which you and I and
everybody can understand, present the
subject. We have learned men who have
been telling us what our origin is and
what we were. Oh! if some one should
come forth-from the dissecting table and
from the classroom of the university and
take the platform, and asking the help of
the Creator demonstrate the wonders of
what we are!
The Surpassing Human Eye,
If I refer to the physiological facts sug
gested by the former part of my text, it is
only to bring out in a plainer way tho
theological lessons of the latter part of
my text, "He that formed the eye, shall
he not see?" I suppose my text referred
to the human eye, since it excels all others
in slructure ami in adaptation. The eyes
of fish and reptiles and moles and bats are
very simple things, because they have not
much to do. There are insects with a
hundred eyes, but the hundred eyes have
less faculty than the human eyes. The
black beetle swimming the summer pond
has two eyes under water and two eyes
above the water, but the four iusertile
are not equal to the two. human. Mail,
placed at the head of all living creatures,
must have supreme equipment, while the
blind fish in the Mammoth cave of Ken
tucky have only an undeveloped organ of
sight, an apology for the eye, which, if
through some crevice of the mountain
they should get into the sunlight, might be
developed into positive eyesight. In the
first chapt t of Genesis we find that God,
without any consultation, created the
light, created the trees, created the fish,
created the fowl, but when he was about
to make man he called a convention of
divinity, as though to imply that all the
powers of Godhead were to be enlisted in
the Achievement'.' "Let us tnitke num."
Put a whole ton of emphasis oh that word
"us." "Ift us make man." And if God
called a convention of divinity to create
man 1 think the two grent questions in
that conference were how to create a soul
and how to mi'ke an appropriate window
fur that emperor to look out of.
See how God honored the eye before he
created it. He cried, until chaos was Ir
radiated with the utterance, "lift there be
light!" Jn other words, before he Intro
ducid mun Into this teinplc of the world
he illuminated it, prepared it for the eye-,
sight. And so, after the last human eye
has been destroyed In the final demolition
of the world, stars are to fall, and the sun
is to cense its shining, and the moon is to
turn Into blood. In other words, after the
human eyes are no more to be profited by
their shining, the chandeliers of heaven
are to be turned out. God, to educate and
to bless and to help the human eye, set in
the mantel of heaven two lamps a gold
lamp and a silver lamp the one for the
day and the other for the night. To show
how God honors the -ye, look at the two
halls built for the residence of the eyes,
seven hone making the wall for each eye,
I he seven bones curiously wrought to
gether. Kingly pnlace of Ivory Is consid
ered rich, but the halls for the1 residence of
the human eye are richer by so much as
human bone Is more sacred than elephan
tine tusks. See how God honored the eyes
when he made a roof for them, so thnt the
sweat of toil should not smart them and
the rain dashing against the forehead
sluudd not drip into them, the eyebrows
not bending over the eye, but reaching to
the right and to the left, so that the rain
and the sweat should be compelled to drop
umji the check, Instead of falling Into
this divinely protected human eyesight,
See how Clod honored the eye In the fact
presented by anatomists and physiologist
that there are 800 contrivance in every
eye. For window asTuttrrs, tha eyelid
opening and dosing 80,000 times a day.
Tha eyelash so constructed that they
bars their, saJactioa as to what shall b
admitted, sarins to the 4ast, "Stay out,"
and saying to the' light, "Come in." I'or 1
inside curtains the iris, or pupil of the.
eye, according as the light Is greater or
less, contractinif or dilating.
The eye of the owl js blind in the day
time, the eyes of souicieaitire are blind :
at night, but the human eye, so.inarvelous
ly constructed, can tsee both by day aud by
nfght. Many of he other creatures of
God tan move' the eye only from side t
side, but the 'hunian eye, so miSrreloifsIy
constructed, has one timscls to iift the eye j
and another muscle tv.lywiTU eye, and
auotJier luine le to ryll it to the right, and
another niucfu to rolf it to the left, and
another musvle pifssing through' a pulley
trt turn it round and nemd an elaborate 1
gearing of six muscles as perfect aw God
could make tuetu. Tlnre also is the retina,
gathering the raysof light and passing tlie
visual impression along the , optic nerve, ;
about the thickness of the lamp wick
passing the visual impression on to the
senorinm and on into the soul. What a
deticafe- lens, what an exquisite screen,
what soft cushions, iwbat wonderful chem
istry of the Luiuau eye! The eye washed ,
by a slow stream of moisture whether we
sleep or wake, rolling imperceptibly over
the pebble of the eye rfnd emptying into a
bonc of the nostril." A'rorttrlvance so won- '
ilcrful that it can see the sun '.fc.lKKl.000
inih-s away and the point of. a piu. Tele
scope and microscope in the same contriv
ance.,.' The astronomer swings and move
this way and that and adjusts and read
justs the telescope until he gets it to the
right focus. ' The micros opist moves this
way 11111I that and adjusts and readjusts
the magnifying glass until it is prepared ;
to do its work, but the huniau eye, with
out a touch, beholds the star und the
smallest insect. The traveler among the
Alps with one glance takes in Mount
lane and the face of his watch to see
whether he has time to climb it.
The Tear Gland,
Oh, this wonderful camera obscura
which you and I carry alsiut with os, so
to-day we take in our friends, so from
the top of Mount Washington we can take
In Xew Knglnnd, so at night we can sweep
into our vision the constellations from
horizon to horizon. So delicate, so semi
infinite, and yet the light coining H."i,lMjO,
(MXI of miles at the rate of 200,000 miles a
second is obliged to halt at the gate of the
eye, waiting for admission until the port
cullis be lifted. Something hurled !).",() K),
IWt of miles and striking an instrnment
which has not the agitation of even wink
ing under the power of the stroke. There,
also, is the merciful arrangement of the
tear gland, by which the eye is washed
and from which rolls the tide which
brings the relief that conies in tears when
some liercnvemcnt or great loss strikes us.
The tear is not an augmentation of sor
row, but the breaking up of the arctic of
frozen grief in the warm gulf stream of
consolation. Incapacity to weep is mad
ness or death. Thank God for the tear
glands, and that the crystal gates are so
easily opened. Oh. the wonderful hy
draulic apparatus of the human eye. Di
vinely constructed of the immortal soul,
under the shining of which the world sails
in and drops anchor. What an anthem of
praise to God is the human eye! The
tongue is speechless and a clumsy instru
ment of expression its compared with it.
Have you not seen it flash with indigna
tion, or kindle with enthusiasm, or ex
pnnd with devotion, or melt with sym
pathy, or stare with fright, or leer with
villainy, or droop with sadness, or pale
with envy, or fire with revenge, or twinkle
with mirth, or beam with love? It is
tragedy and comedy and pastoral and
lyric in turn. Have yon not seen its-uplifted
brow of surprise, or its frown of
wrath, or its contraction of pain? If the
eye say one thing and the lip? say an
other thing, you believe the eye rather
than the lips.
The eyes of Archibald' Alexander and
Charles G. I'lnney were the mightiest
part of their sermon. George Whiteticld
enthralled great assemblages with his
eyes, though they were crippled with
strabismus. Many a military chieftain
has w ith a look hurled n regiment' to vic
tory or to death. Martin Luther turned
his great eye on an assassin who came to
fake his life, and the villain lied. I'nder
the-glance of the liiltnau eye the tiger,
with rive times a mini's strength, snarls
back into, the African jungle. lint those
best 'appreciate the value of the eye w ho
have lost it. The Kinperor Ailriun by ac
cident put out the eye of his servant, and
he said to his servant: "What shall I pay
you in, money or in lamia? Anything you
ask inc. I am so sorry I put your eye
out." But the servant refused to ptft
any financial estimate oir the value of the
eye, and when the enqieror urged and
urged .again the .matter he said: "Oh,
emperor, I wut nothing but my lost eye,"
Alas, for those for whom a thick and im
penetrable vail is drawn across the face
of the heavens and the face of one's own
kindred! That was a pathetic scene when
a blind man lighted a torch at night and
was found passing along the highway,
and some oue said,' "Why do you carry
that torch when you can't see?" "Ah!"
saiil he, "I can't see, but I carry this torch
that others may ace mo and pity my help
lessness and not run me down." Samson,
the giant, with his eyes put out by the
Philistines, is more helplesA than the
smallest dwarf with vision undamaged.
All the sympathies of Christ were stirred
when he saw Bnrtimcus with darkened
retina, aud the only salve he ever made
that we read of was a mixture of dust
and saliva and a prayer, with which In
cured tho eyes of a man blind from his
nativity. The value of the eye is shown
as much by Its catastrophe as by its
healthful action. 'Ask the limn who for
twenty years has not seen the sun rise,
Ask the man who for half a century lias
not seen the face of a friend. Ask in
the' hospital the victim of ophthalmia.
Ask the man whose eyesight perished in
a powder blas't. Ask the Bartimeus who
never met a Christ or the man born blind
Who I to die blind. Ask him. .
The Kyee of Ood. ,
The recoil of this question is tremen
dous. Wo stand at the center of a vast
circumference of observation. No priv
acy. On us, eyes of cherubim, eyes of
seraphim, eyes of archangel, eyes of God.
We may not be able to see the Inhabit
ants of other worlds, bat perhaps they
may be able to see ns, . We hare not op
tical Instruments strong enough to descry
thein. Perhaps they huve optical instr.:
uients strong enough to descry us. The
mole cnuuot sec the eagle midsky, but the
eagle midsky can see the niole uiidgrass.
We are able to see mountains and cav
erns of another world, but perha) the
inhabitants of other worlds can see the
towers of our cities, the flash of our seas,
the marching of our prwessions, the
w hite robes of our weddings, the black
siiirfs of our obsequies.
It passe out from the guess into the
positive when we are told in the Bible
that the inhabitants of -other worlds do
come as convoy to this. Are they not. all
nuiiUtcriug spirits sent forth to minister
to those w ho shall be heirs of salvation?
lint human inspection, and angelic in
spection, and stellar inspection, and lunar
inspection, and solar inspection are tame
compared with the thought divine in
spection. "You converted uie twenty
years ago," said a black man to my fath
er. "I low so?" said my father. "Twenty
years ago," said the other, "in the old
Hchoolhouse prayer meeting at Bound
Brook you said In your prayer. "J'hou,
(iod, seest me,' and I had no peace under
the eye of God until I became a Chris
tian." Hear it. "The eyes of the Loi.l
are in every place." "His eyelids try
the children of men." "His eyes were
ns a Hume of fire." "1 will guide thee
with mine eve." Oh, the eye of God. so
full of pity, so full of power, so full of
love, so full of indignation, so full of
compassion, so full of mercy! How it j
peers through the darkness! How it 1
outshines the day! How it glares upon
the offender! How it beams on The peni
tent soul! Talk about the human eye as
being indescribably wonderful how
much more wonderful the great, search-;
ing, overwhelming eye of God! All eter
nity past and all eternity to come 011 that
retina.
The Asterisk.
The eyes with which we look into each
other's face to-day suggest it. It stands
written twice on your face and twice on
mine, unless through casualty one or both
have been obliterated. "lie that formed
the eye, shall he uot see?" Oh. the eye of
God! It sees our sorrows to assuage
them, sees our perplexities to disentangle
them, sees our wants to sympathize with
them. If we fight him buck, the eye of an
antagonist. If we ask his grace, the eye
of an everlasting friend. You often find
iu a book or manuscript a star calling
your attention to a footnote or explana
tion. That star the printer cnlls an as
terisk. But all the stars of the night are
asterisks calling your attention to God,
an all observing God. Our every nerve
a divine handwriting. Our every muscle
a pulley divinely swung. Our every
bone sculptured with divine suggestion.
Our every eye a reflection of the divine
eye. God above us, and God behind us,
aud God within us. What a stupendous
thing to live! What a stupendous thing
to die! No such thing as hidden trans
gression.
A dramatic advocate in olden time t
night in a court room, persuaded o ."
innocence of his client charged 't
murder ami of the guilt of the w
who was trying to swear the poor T i
life away that advocate took up . .1
bright lamp and thrust them close t. ,e
face of the witness and cried, "Mil.' it
please the court and gentlemen of (In
jury, behold the murderer!" and the man,
practically under that awful glare, con
fessed that he was the criminal instead
of the man arraigned at the bar. Oh,
my friends, our most hidden sin is under
a brighter light than that. It is under
the burning eye of God. He is not a
blind giant stumbling through the heav
ens. Ha is not a blind monarch feeling
for the step of his chariot. Are you
wronged? He sees it. Are you poor?
He sees it. Have you domestic perturba
tion of which the world knows nothing?
He sees it. "Oh," you say, "my affairs
are so insignificant 1 can't realize that
God sees me and sees my affairs." Can
yot) see the point of a pin? Can you see
the eye of a needle? Can you see a mote
iu the sunbeum? And has God given
you that power of minute observation
anil does he not possess It himself? "He
thnt formed the eye, shall not he see?"
A I.ccend.
But you say: "God is in one world,
and I am in another world. He seems
so far off from me, I don't really think
he sees what is going on iu my life." Can
you see the sun Kr),000,JO0 miles away,
and do you not think God hns as pro
longed vision? But you say, "There are
phases of my life and there are colors
shades of color in my annoyances and
my vexations thnt I don't think (rod can
understand." Does not God gather up
all the colors and nil the shades of color
Iu the rainbow? And do you suppose
there is any phase of any shade in your
fife he has not gathered up iu his own
heart? Besides that, I want to tell you
it will soon all be over, this struggle.
Thnt eye of yours, so exquisitely fashion
ed and Htrungand hinged and roofed, will
before long be closed In the last slumber.
Loving hands will smooth down the silk
en fringe. So he giveth his belovei)
sleep. A legend of St. Fortobert Is that
his mother was Mind, and he was so
sorely pitiful for the misfortune that one
day in sympathy he kissed her eyes, and
by mirac le she saw everything. But it is
not a legend when I tell you that all the
blind eyes of the Christian dead under
the kiss of the resurrection morn shall
gloriously open. Oh, what a day-that
will be for those who went groping
through this world under perpetual ob
scuration, or were dependent on the hand
of a friend, or with an uncertain staff felt
their way, and for the nged of dim sight
about whom it may be said that "they
which look out of the window are dark
ened" when eternal daybreak comes in!
What a beautiful epitaph that was for a
tombstone in a European cemetery:
"Here resses in God, Kntrina, a saint,
H5 years of age and blind. The light was
restored to her May 10, 1N40." , ;
Alclbladcs had a cunning trick of re
membering people' children, and often
greatly pleased fond fathers by allud
ing to their sons, whom he would in
quire after by name. It was said of
blm that be knew all the boys and
young men In Athena, and was, conse
quently, Immensely popular among
them.
ICC CREAM 18 AMERICAN.
European Don't Know How to Make
It -Their bo da H.Ur a Failure.
Ice cream Is pre-eminently an Ameri
can specialty. All the Atlantic passen
ger Mteainera plylug between this port
aud Kurope taktt aboard lu New York
a BUttiok-ut sujiply of ice cream for the
voyage back to New York a well a for
tho outward journey, despite the fact
that the cost of the article 1 greater
here than abroad, and that it :s expeu
alve stuff to keep. The round trip oc
cupies at least three weeks, and the
cream has to bint that period, one Week
of which the ship la tied up ill dock,
with the Ice cream eating up Ice in Hie
refrigerator at a prodigious rate. When
the autumn rush homeward seta lu und
the Hteainers aia crowded to the limit,
the amount of Ice cream thus carried
from this port and kept for two weeks
for use on the return voyage is 11 big
Item In the provision account Many
kinds of provisions and suppjlea are
cheaper in Europe than here, and of
th.we the steamers lay In a double stock
at the Kuroneuu ports. Ice cream, too,
Is cheaper In Europe, but It bus the fatal
disadvantage that It is not Ice cream
as the American regards the article.
Ice 1ms come to be less of a novelty
on the table in Europe in recent years,
mainly, doubtless, because of the in
sistence of the thousand of Americans
who make Europe their summer play
ground. Icp cream, too, you can get In
most of the bis cities, even in England.
But it usually lucks the main, indefina
ble iitinlities that make it so attractive
at home. Europeans may talk about
the inimitable bouquet of their wines,
but the bouquet of American ice cream
is beyond them. This is not a matter
of natural advantages and facilities,
us is claimed for the wines and other
things, for Switzerland is full of ice;
topped mountains and her valleys filled
with cows.
A varied and wcent experience with
the let: creams of Europe induces the
conclusion that only the "sorbetto" one
gets 011 the piazza of StMark's in Ven
ice approaches the delicious perfection
of the ordinary everyday ice cream of
America. Perhaps this is because the
Venetians themselves eat Ice cream,
whereas in most other European cities
it la regarded as an outlandish concoc
tion, prepared only for the peculiar
palate of the stranger. It is a far cry
and. a strange one, from St. Murk's to
Madison square, but the delighted ex
clamation of a group of American girls,
ordering Ice cream there as they had
doue all the way down from London,
"Ah; this is something like!" covered
the distance in no time.
One liiuls occasionally a solitary soda
fountain In Europe nowadays, but the
soda water, like the Ice cream, Is unsat
isfactory and saddening. Something is
wrong, either with the syrups, the soda,
or the mixing of them. The drink is
either froth without flavor, or flavor,
without fizz, or something else equally
disappointing. It Is almost always
shadow without substance, and always
a foreign oddity. There Is the consola
tion In regard to soda water, however,
that there are substitutes for it, unsatis
factory, perhaps, but still wet, while
there Is no substitute for ice cream.
There is nothing like the abundance
of "soft drinks" to be had in Europe
that one can get In any American town
or village. In England there are the'
peppery ginger ale, bottled lemonade,
and various mineral waters, while on
the continent there Is the everlasting
sherbet. In Italy aud other southern
countries one can get perhaps half a
dozen different fruit syrups, which are
served in small quantities in large
glasses, the waiter filling up the glass
from the water bottle. The country folk
of the north make various sorts of light
beers from roots and herbs, but these
cannot be had at'public places iu cities,
as birch beer, root beer, sarsaparllla,
aud the like can be got In the I'nlted
States. Of course the universal use of
beer and wine accounts to a great ex
tent for the lack of variety In "soft"
drinks. A more comprehensive reason,
perhaps, Is that no other people on earth
so persistently drench themselves with
drinks, in all seasons and at all hours,
as do Americans. Anything like the
scene of a big soda fountain in any
American town on a su miner's day is
not to be found in any ortier country.
New York Sun.
Delightful and Not Costly.
To those who can compass It, what ia
more delightful as a holiday recreation
than a driving trip through a beautiful
I country? Four people of congenial
' tastes who are not afraid of minor In.
j conveniences, and whose mood Is hide
1 pendent of the- weathtr. can Und real
' Iileastire In this way, and at not too
hea vy a coat. The first necessity In un
1 dortaklng such a tour la a pair of strong
willing horses, who can easily go twen
ty miles a day on ordinary country
nmds; the second a driver who thor
oughly understands tlielr management
and oare. The carriage should lie light
and strong. The best for the purpose
Is what Is called In gome places a
"mountain wagon," a vehicle with a
box body, all open under ' the seat,
with strong running gear and stout
springs. If yow prefer a covered car
rlage, this wagon may have a canopy
top and curtains that fasten on at will.
For traveling neceasltlea you should
take for the horses a watering pall and
pong with which to wash ' their
mouths. Then there must be two hal
ters, two litiU aud two blankets which
can be rolled tightly aud put under one
of tho Keats. It is also wise to carry
a wrench, g punch, a can of axle greasa,
some extra bolts aud nuts, and strap
and strings to use lu caso of accident.
The travelers will have to go iu light
inarching order a to clothes. For the
men, clothes of light weight of some
neutral thade of browu or grey, flan
nel shirts and soft felt liau are the
most comfortable and serviceable. For
the ladles, skirts of wiry sergeor some
other dust-shedding material, and
waists of either wash ma-terial or dark
colored summer silk. Their hats should
shade their eyes and have simple trim
ming which can be easily brushed
clean. Each person needs an extra
coat or wrap and a mackintosh.
The Poisoned Cup.
From the days when Cleopatra light
ly dropped poisoned rose leaves into
the wine-filled cups of the enemies she
h 1 doomed, poison has been the chosen
agent of women bent on murder. The
secret of these ancient poisons has not
been transmitted to us. It is only of
the compounds used by Luorezia Bor
gia that we have formed some accur
ate idea. There Is little doubt that the '
beautiful Duchess Fenars employed a
while powder resembling sugar, which
was an arsenical preparation. The fa
mous aqua tofana was only a variation
or adulteration of the same drug. In
the middle ages the female poisoners
operated 011 different systems, but al
ways In graceful and elegant fashion.
Catherine de Medicis met death in dain
ty perfumed gloves. Iu the seventeenth
century, an epoch when poisons were
freely used, they were currently called
by the cynical and Ironical appellation
of "pomlre a succession." Madame de
Brinvillier.s and La Voisin used an Im
mense quantity of this "inheritance
powder," which placed many a fortune
within their grasp. The trial of the
former caused great scandal, although
she persistently refused to give any
explanation or to betray her accom
plices. "If I spoke," she repeatedly de
clared, "the whole town would be com
promised." The woman Voisin was less
reticent, admitting that to her trade in
poisons she had added the profession
of witchcraft. She paid alie penalty of
her crimes and was burnt at the stake.
To-day arsenic Is exploded; modern
science has made It too easily discover
able in the bodies of the victims; In
fact, mineral poisons are only resorted
to by the ignorant or by passionate,
reckless women, who have not the pa
tience to wait for the slower effects of
vegetable poisons, and wish to accom
plish their purpose as quickly as possi
ble. A Reconstructed World.
We all think we could remodel this
disjointed old world greatly to the ad
vantage of humanity at large and our
selves iu particular, if we only had the -power
to exercise our ability. If you
had your way every poor girl should
marry a "rich man, aud he should love
all the family, and set up all the boys'
in business, and see that all the girls
were comfortably fixed in life. If you
had your way there should be work
for everybody, and good wages should
be paid. There should be no famines.
Coal should be cheap. There should
be no more rainy winters. 1 You should
have all the days sunshiny, and let It
storm nights when honest people were
lu bed, and it would lie no bother. Bur.
glars and stock brokers, and abscond-
Ing cashiers of banks should be con.
verted, and sent beyond the seas to im
prove the condition of the heathen,
either spiritually or physically, as could
be mutually agreed upon. You would
have, if you had your way, less waste
of , public money, less taxes, less fat
government otlices. Oh, if you had
your way, you would bring about a
great many changes, and everybody
would find fault with them, just as we
do with things now; aud nobody would
be suited, and you wouldn't be suited
yourself, but you don't think so, and
you never will, because the chance to
convince yourself will never be offered
you. ,
A Menace U the Book Trade.
A movement has been beguu in En
gland which may possibly have a very
widespread and Important influence.
A philanthropist, for the better Incul
cating of public taste, Is bringing out
editions of English poets at the low
cost of two cents per volume. The first
Issue was Macaulay's "Lays," the sec
ond "Marmion," the third "Childe Har
old." The fourth Is to bo "Selected
Poems from Lowell," und Iyongfellow
will soon follow. This revives the ques
tion debuted long ago whether it Woulil
not be cheaper for a public library to
give away luniks than to Incur, the ex
pense of a staff of iieople, so as to keep
account of the volume going out or
coining lu. Statistics on this subject,
laised on the one hand on the average
current expense! of existing libraries,
and on the other hand 011 tlte produc?
tlon of the cheap editions mentioned,
would be of great Interest
Industrious Hen.
Edward Atkinson says 10,WX).(X)0,000
eggs are laid In this country In a year.
They are worth $140,000,000. ,
- Cheap Kaomcb.
The feeding eipenaaa of the aairaaii
In the Loudou Zoo are $600 weekly.
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