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The Sioux County Journal,
VOLUME VIII.
HARKISON, NEBRASKA, THURSDAY, OCT. 24, 1895.
NUMBER 7.
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TALMAOES SERMON.
THE PREACHER MAKES A POINT
BLANK QUERY.
Jehn'a Qneatlon to Jehonadab It Was
Not More Appropriate for That Hoar
and Place tbaa it la for Thia Hour
and Place An Eloquent Discourse.
Ia Tby Heart Right j
Id his termiin lent Kunday Her. Dr.
Talinage spoke directly to the heart of
all who have not yet lofiuitily accepted
the free offer of saltation in Christ Jesus.
The subject waa "A I'oint Blank (Jues
tion," the text being II. KiiiRn ., 15, "I
thino heart right T'
With mettled home at full speed, for
be waa celebrated for fast driving, Jehu,
the warrior and king, return from bat
tle. But seeing Jehonadab, an acquaint
anre, by the wayside, he ahoutH: "Whoa!
Whoa!" to the lathered span. Then lean
ing over to Jehonadab, Jehu salutes him
in the words of the text word not more
appropriate for that hour and that place
than for this hour and place, "Is thine
heart right?"
I should like to hear of your physical
health. Well myself, I like to have every
body else well, and so might ask: Is your
eyesight right, your hearing right? Are
your nerves right, your lungs right? Is
your entire body right? Hut I am busy
to-day taking diagnosis of the more im
portant spiritual conditions. I should like
to htr of your financial welfare. I want
everybody to have plenty of money, ample
apparel, large storehouse and comforta
ble residence, and I might ask: Is your
business right, your income right? Are
yonr worldly surroundings right? Hut
what are these financial questions com
pared with the inquiry as to whether yon
have been able to pay yonr debts to (tod ;
aa to whether you are insured for eternity;
aa to whether you are ruining yourself by
the long credit system of the soul? I
have known men to have no more than
one loaf of bread at a time, and yet to
own a government bond of heaven worth
more than the whole material universe.
The question I ask you to-day is not in
regard to your habits. 1 make no inquiry
about your Integrity, or your chastity, or
your sobriety. I do not mean to stand on
the outside of the gate and ring the bell,
bnt coming up the steps I open the door
and come to the private apartment of the
soul, and with the earnestness of a man
that must give an account of this day'a
work I cry out, O man, O woman immor
tal, is thine heart right?
First we need a repenting heart. If for
the last ten, twenty, or forty years of life
we have been going on in the wrong way.
It is time that we turned around and
started in the opposite direction. If we
offend our friends, we are glad to apolo
giae. God is our best frieud, and yet bow
many of us have never apologized for
the wrongs we have done Him!
There is nothing that we so much need
to get rid of aa sin. It is a horrible black
monster. It polluted Eden. It killed
Christ. It has blasted the world. Men
keep dogs In kennels, and rabbits in a
warren, and cattle in a pen. What a man
Ihat would be who would shut them up In
his parlor! But thia foul dog of sin and
these herds of transgression we have en
tertained for many a long year In our
heart, which should be the. cleanest,
brightest room in all our nature. Out
with the rile herd! Begone, ye befoul"rs
of an Immortal nature!
Turn out the beasts and let Christ come
in! A heathen came to an early Christiun
who had the reputation of curing diseases.
The Christian said "You must have nil
your idols destroyed."
The heathen gave to the Christian the
key to his house, that he might go in nud
destroy the idols. He battered to pieces
all he saw, but still the man did not get
well. The Christian said to him: "There
must be some idol in your house not yet
destroyed." The heathen confss-d that
there was one idol of beaten gold that he
rould not bear to give up. After awhile,
when that was destroyed, In answer to the
prayer of the Christian the sick man got
well.
Many a man has awakened in his dying
hour to find his alns all about him. They
clamber up on the right side of the bed,
and on the left side, and over the head
board, and over the footboard, and horri
bly devour the soul.
"Repent, the Tolce of celestial cries.
Nor longer dare delay.
The wretch that scorns the mandate dli s
And meet a fiery day."
Again, we need a believing heart. A
good many years ago a weary one went up
one of the hills of Asia Minor, and with
two logs on his back cried out to all the
world, offering to carry their sins and sor
rows. Tbey pursued him. They slapped
him in the face. They mocked him, When
he groaned, they groaned. They )ok
their lists at him. They spat on him.
They hounded him as though he were a
wild beast. His healing of the sick, his
sight giving to the blind, hi mercy to the
outcast silenced not the revenge of the
world. His prayers and benedictions were
lost in that whirlwind of execration:
"Away with him! Away with him!"
Ah, it was not merely the two pieces of
wood that he carried. It was the trans
gressions of the race, the anguish of the
ages, the wrath of (iod, the sorrows of
hell, the stupendous Interest of an unend
ing eternity. No wonder his hack bent.
No wonder the blood started from every
pore. No wonder that he crouched tinder
a torture that made the sun faint, and the
everlasting hills tremble, and the dead
rush up in their winding sheets as he
cried: "If It be possible, let this cup pass
from me. But the cup did not pasc
None to comfort.
There he hangs! What has that hand
done that it should be thus crushed in the
palm? It has been healing the lame and
wiping away tear. What has that foot
been doing that it should be so lacerated ?
It has been going about doing food. Of
what baa the victim been guilty? Guilty
of saving a world. Ttll me, ye heavetia
and earth, waa there aver uch another
criminal Waa than avtr auch a crime?
On that hill of carnage, that sunless day,
amid those howling rioters, may not your
aius and mine have perished? I believe
it. Oh, the ransom has been paid! Those
arms of Jesus were stretched out so wide
that when he brought them together again
they might embrace the world. Oh, that
I might, out of the blossoms of the spring
or the flaming foliage of the autumn,
make one wreath for my Ird! Oh, that
all the triumphal arches of the world could
lie swung in one gateway, where the
King of Glory might come in! Oh, that
all the harps and trumpets and organs of
earthly music might in one anthem speak
His praise! t
But what were earthly flowers to Him
who walketh amid the snow of the white
lilies of heaven? What were arches of
earthly masonry to him who hath about
his throne a rainbow spun out of everlast
ing sunshine? What were all earthly
music to him when the hundred and forty
and four thousand on one side, and the
cherubim and seraphim and archangels
stand on the other side, and all the space
between is filled with the doxologies of
eternal jubilee the hosanna of a re
deemed earth, the halleluiah of unfallen
angels, song after song rising about the
throne of God and of the Lamb? In that
pure, high place let him hear us. Htop,
harps of heaven, that our poor cry may
be heard. O my Lord Jesus, it will not
hurt thee for one hour to step out from
the shining throng. They will make it all
up when thou goest back again. Come
hither, O blessed one, that we may kiss
thy feet. Our hearts, too long withheld,
we now aurrender Into thy keeping.
When thou goest back, tell it to all the
immortals that the lost sre found and
let the Father's house ring with the
music and the dance.
They have some old wine iu heaven not
used except in rare festivities. In this
world those who are accustomed to use
wine on great occasions bring out the
beverage and say: "This wine Is thirty
years old" or "forty years old." But the
wine of heaven is more than eighteen
centuries old. It was prepared at the
time when Christ trod the wine press
alone. When such grievous sinners as
we come back, methinks the chamberlain
of heaven cries out to the servants: "This
is unusual joy. Bring up from the vaults
of heaven that old wine. Kill all the
tankards. Let all the white rotted guests
drink to the immortal health of those
newborn sous and daughters of the Itrd
Almighty." "There is joy In heaven
among the angels of Cod over oue sinner
that repent eth," and (iod grant thai that
one may be you!
Again, to have a right heart it must be
a forgiving heart An old writer says:
"To return good for evil is Godlike. Good
for good 1 manlike. Evil for good devil
like." Which of these natures have we?
Christ will have nothing to do with us as
long as we keep any old grudge. We have
all been cheated and lied about. There are
people who'dislike us so much that if we
should come down to poverty and disgrace
they would say: "Good for him! Didn't
I tell you so?" They do not understand
us. L'nsanctified human nature says:
"Wait till you get a good crack at him,
and when at last you find him in a tight
place give it to him. Flay him alive. No
quarter. I-eave not a rag of reputation.
Jump on him with both feet. Pay him in
hi own coin sarcasm for sarcasm, scorn
for scorn, abuse for abuse." But, my
friends, that Is not the right kind of
heart. No man ever did so mean a thing
toward us as we have done toward !od.
And if we cannot forgive others, how can
we expect (iod to forgive lis? Thousands
of men have been kept out of heaven by
an unforgiving heart.
Here Is some one who says: "I will for
give that man the wrong he did me about
that house nnd lot. I will forgive that
man who overreached me In a bargain. 1
w ill forgive thot man who sold me a shod
dy overcoat. I forgive them all but one.
That man I cannot forgive. The villain
I can hardly keep my hands off him. If
my going to heaven depends on my forgiv
ing him, then I will stay out." Wrong
feeling. If a man lie to me once, I am
not called to trust hira again. If a man
betray me once, I am not called to put
confidence In him again. But I would
have no rest If I could not offer a sincere
prayer for the temporal and everlasting
welfare of all men, whatever meannesses
and outrage they have inflicted upon me.
If you want to get your heart right, strike
a match and burn up all your old grudges
and blow the ashes away. "If you forgive
not men their trespasses, neither will
your heavenly Father forgive you your
trespasses."
An old Christian black woman waa go
ing along the streets of New York with a
basket of apples that she had for sale. A
rough sailor ran against her and upset the
basket and stood back expecting to hear
her scold frightfully, but she stooped
down and ticked up the apples and said,
"(Jod forgive you, my son, as I do." The
sailor saw the meanness of what he had
done, and felt in his pocket for his money,
and Insisted that she should take it nil.
Though she was black, he called her
mother and said: "Forgive me, mother.
will never do anything so mean again."
Ah, there is a power tn a forgiving spirit
to overcome all hardness. There is no
way of conquering men like that of be
stowing upon them your pardon whether
they will accept it or not.
Again, a right heart is an expectant
heart. It is a toor business to be build
ing castles in the air. F.njoy what you
have now. Don't spoil your comfort in
the small house because you expect a
larger one. Don't fret about your income
when it is $.'i of 4 per day because you ex
pect to have after awhile f 10 per day, r
$ 10,01 K) a year because you expect It to
be $31,000 a year. But about heavciil
thlng the more we think the better.
Those castles are not in the air, but on the
hills, and we have a deed of tlieiu In our
possession. I like to see a man all full
of heaven. He talks heaven. He slugs
heaven. He prays heaven. He dream
heaven. Home of us in our sleep have
had the good place open to us. We saw
the pinnacle in the aky. We heard the
click of the hoof of the white horses on
which the victor rode and the clapping
of the cymbata of eternal triumph. And,
while In oar sleep ws were glad that all
our sorrow were over and burden done
with, the throne of Clod grew whiter and
whiter and whiter till w opened our
eye and saw that it was only the auu
of earthly morning shining on our pillow.
To have a right heart you need to be tilled
with thi expectancy. It would make
your privatioua and annoyance mors
bearable.
In the midst of the dty of Paria stand
a atatue of the good but broken hearted
Josephine. I never imagined that marble
could be smitten into such tenderness. It
seems not lifeless. If the spirit of Jose
phine be diseutabernacled, the soul of the
empress has taken possession of this fig
ure. I am not yet satisfied that it is stone.
The puff of the dress on the arm seems to
need but the pressure of the finger to in
dent it. The figures at the bottom of the
robe, the r utile at the neck, the fur lining
on the dress, the embroidery of the satin,
the cluster of lily and leaf and rose in her
hand, the poise of her body a she seems
to come sailing out of the sky, her face
calm, humble, beautiful but yet sadat
test the genius of the sculptor and the
beauty of the heroine he celebrates. Look
ing np through the rifts of the coronet
that encircles her brow, I could see the
sky beyond, the great heavens where all
womau's wrongs shall be righted, and the
story of endurance and resignation shall
be told to all ages. The rose and the lily
in the hand of Josephine will never drop
their petals. Believe not the recent slan
ders upon her memory. The children of
(Jod, whether they suffer on earth in pal
aces or in hovels, shall come to that
glorious rest. O heaven, sweet heaven, at
thy gate we set down all our burdens and
griefs. The place will be full. Here there
are vacant chairs at the hearth and at the
table, but there are no vacant chairs in
Iieaven the crowns all worn, the thrones
all mounted. Some talk of heaven as
though it were a very handsome church,
where a few favored spirits would come
in ami sit down on finely cushioned seat
all by themselves and sing tsulins to all
eternity. No, no. "I saw a great mul
titude that no man could number standing
before the throne. He that talked with
me had a golden reed to measure the city,
and it was 12,000 furlongs" that is.
l,ri00 miles in circumference. Ab, heav
en is not a little colony at one corner of
(J oil's dominion, where a man's entrance
depends upon what kind of clot lies he has
on his back and bow much money he has
in his purse, bnt a vast eirfpire. (Jod
grant that the light of that blessed world
may shine uKin us in our last moment.
The first time I crossed the Atlantic the
roughest time we had was at the mouth
of Liverpool harbor. We arrived at night
fall and were obliged to lie there till the
morning waiting for the rising of the tide
before we could go np to the city. How
the vessel pitched and writhed in the wa
ter! So sometimes the last illness of the
Christian is a struggle. He Is almost
through the voyage. The waves of temp
tation toss hi soul, but he waits for the
morning. At last the light dawns, and
the tides of joy rise in his soul and he
aails up and casts anchor within the vale.
Is tby heart right? What question can
compare with this in importance? It is a
business question. Do you not rea.ize that
yon will soon have to go out of that atore;
that you wilL soon have to resign that
partnership; 'tBat soon among all the mil
lions of dollars' worth of goods that are
sold you will not have the handling of a
yard of cloth, or a pound of sugar, or a
pennyworth of anything; that soon, if a
conflagration should start at Central park
and sweep everything to the Battery, it
would not disturb you; that soon, if every
cashier should abscond and every insur
ance company should fn II, it would not
affect you? What are the questions that
stop this side the grave compared with the
questions that reach beyond it? Are you
making losses that are to be everlasting?
Are you making purchases for eterni.
Are you jobbing for time when you might
lie wholesaling for eternity? What ques
tion of the store is so broad at the base,
and so iiltitudinous, and so overwhelming
ns the question, "Is they heart right?"
Or is it a domestic question? Is it some
thing about father or mother or compan
ion or son or daughter that you think is
comparable with this question in Impor
tance? Do you not realize that by univer
sal and inexorable law all these relations
will be broken up? Your father will be
gone, your mother will be gone, your com
panion will be gone, your child will be
gone, you will be gone, and then this su
pernal question wilt begin to harvest its
chief gains or deplore Its worst losses, roll
up into its mightiest magnitude or sweep
its vast circles. What difference now does
it make to Napoleon III. whether he tri
umphed or surrendered at Sedan? Wheth
er he lived at the Tullerics or at Chisel
hurst? Whether he was emperor or
exile? They laid him out in his coffin
In the dress of a field marshal. Did that
give him any better chance for the next
world than if he had been laid oat in a
plain shroud? And soon to us what will
be the difference whether in this world we
rode or walked, were bowed to or mal
treated, were applauded or hissed at,
were welcomed in or kicked out, while
laying hold of very moment of the great
future nnd burning in all the splendor
or grief and overarching und undergoing
all lime and all eternity is the plain, sim
ple, practical, thrilling, agonizing, over
whelming question, "Is thy heart right?"
Have you within you n repenting heart,
an expectant heart? If so, I must wrl'e
upon your soul what (ieorge Whitefii !d
wrote upon the window pane with h'.
diamond ring. He tarried in an elegmit
house over night, but found that there
was no God recognized in that house. Be
fore he left his room iu the morning with
his ring he wrote upon the window pane,
"One thing thou lackest." After the
guest was gone the housewife came and
looked at the window, and saw the in
scription, and called her husband and her
children, and (iod, through that ministry
of the window glass, brought them all to
Jesus. Though you may to-day be sur
rounded by comforts and luxuries nnd
feel that yon have need of nothing, If
you are not the children of (iod, with the
signet ring of Christ's love, let me In
scribe upon yonr souls, "One thing thou
lackest"
A red-polled cow at Whlttllngbam,
England, has yielded milk continuously
since abe ceased calving, Ave years ago,
her record being 13,734 quart of milk
of the flrat quality. No other cm Ilka
thia Is known.
GOWNS AND GOWNING
WOMEN GIVE MUCH ATTENTION
TO WHAT THEY WEAR.
Brief Glancea at Fancies Feminine,
F'ivolons, Mayhap, and Tet Offered
in tha Hop that that Heading Prove
Baatfal to Wearied Womankind.
Ooaaip front Gay Gotham.
ALF of what baa
been and now la
being said about a
general change of
fashions at tbls
season Is unrelia
ble, or at least
premature. Time
was when fash
ions were not
even reported
from the Euro
pean capitals un
til about a year
behind hand.
Now, however,
any move towards change la reported
here a soon as it la even rumored
abroad, and the models of "the newest"
come over while the original of the
model Is really the newest on the other
side. Still, this country Is about a year
backward In actually accepting the new
Idea. A few folk who bring over their
gowns appear In the latest novelty, and
a very few advanced folk who believe
In having new stuff cut well ahead of
the fashion do likewise, but the fashion
does not become really a generally ac
cepted affair till at least a year later.
Then Its beauty la recognized, it be
comes the right thing, the fashion last
popular becomes auddenly "out," and
we are In the swing, though a year late.
A Jacket bodice that combines greens
In cloth and velvet appear beside
lit SATIN A WISB CHOICE FOB TIIK
I THEATER.
' the Initial nnd Is worn above a skirt of
i dark green cloth that Is godet In back,
'plain In front and trimmed at the bot-
torn by a narrow band of wwil seal top
ped by Jet. The bodice Is In Eton style
of dark green velvet Its long, pointed
revers are of plaid silk and reach far
below the waist line. Collar and vest
' are also of plnld silk, and sleeves are
j of the cloth with long velvet cuffs gar
nished nt the wrist with three buttons.
It Is said that hand-painted muslins
and tissues will be used over silks for
elaborate evening gowns. Thnt sounds
well, and In rase a woman can do the
painting herself there Is no reason In
the world why she should not have one
of these gowns. Otherwise they must
be counted among the extravagances
of an extravagant season. But satin
will be the chief material for evening
wear, no other fabric so beautifully
adapting Itself to the rich folds of the
pleated trains to be worn. A theater
dress of hortensla colored satin Is the
artist's next contribution. Its slightly
trained skirt being pirated .at sides and
back. The waist hooks invisibly In
back and has a deep 1830 yoke of the
same shade of silk mulk lined with
silk. It Is alike back and front, show
ing two box pleats at the sides of the
deep point formed by the trimming,
which Is a band of darker velvet liber
ally embroidered with wax beads and
spangles. The sleeve puffs begin below
the shoulders anil nre. held by bauds of
SIIOUl.DKR Hl.Ol'K WIDELY KXTKNDBD.
embroidered velvet, and are finished
at the elbows with ribbon bows. The
ends of the ribbon belt reach nearly
to the hem of the skirt. Belts with long
ribbon ends are now plentiful, and their
effect Is very graceful, furnNhlng
rtllef from the severity of the round
belt so long worn. Very pretty one
for the girl who still wears a shirt
walat and a plain skirt are of wide
plaid silk ribbon. The plaid te In the
brightest colors and la often the only
touch of color about the gown. This
is one of the little novelties that are
really dressy and not a bit common
yet
Puffs on the sleeves are being set
lower, but at the same time the line
following without angle the line of the
shoulder Itaelf Is still recognized as
artistic and generally becoming. In
deed, the best taste seems in favor of
exaggerating the effect of width across
the shoulder by the lengthening of the
shoulder line, but the deflection of its
angle by any violent and arbitrary
change of direction is avoided. A de-
SET A-HPAKKLE BY ITS HUMMING.
flection downward, however, is not
offensive, while the hump upward
that was endured with complacency
a little while ago Is not to be tolerated.
An unusually long extension of the
shoulder slope Is effected in the next
costume sketched, which Is of violet
peau de sole made with a plain, wide
skirt. The waist has fitted lining and
a fancy yoke, where the silk Is shirred,
as shown, and la ornamented with
wide Jet galloon. In black the silk is
merely gathered to the yoke with
only a little fulness. The sleeves have
oblong epaulettes of passementerie
and Jet finishing with Jet fringe in
bac and front, and the stock collar
and draped belt are of a darker shade
of velvet.
Magnificent trimming of all descrip
tions Is offered, and spangles and tinsel
are combined with as much artistic re
gard for color and effect as was ever
bestowed on Jewels. The result Is that
such trimming deserves more consider
ation than waa ever before granted to
It, and that a beautiful gown is not
vulgarised but enhanced In effect by
the employment of such ornamenta
tion. The scheme of trimming display
ed In the next picture employs like rich
ness and U elaborately contrived, but
the result Is entirely tasteful, with no
suggestion of being overdone. The
A FOI'lLAU COLLAR FINISH
material Is a silk in oue of the newly
fashionable blues. The waist has a
wide center boxpleat ornamented with
three fancy buttons and all the rest is
covered with deep crcum guipure out
lined with black buttonhole twist. At
eltlipr side of the center pleat runs a
black gauze ribbon spaupled with Jet,
and the same Is used for the tabs,
which extend all around.
Jacket effect is produced by collars
that hang In front of a pair of wide
flat tabs and that take the lines of the
loose fronts of a short Jacket, t'nder
these tabs the puffery and flummery
of the bodice goes on appearing In
blouse fashion between the tabs. All
this puffery may be of any color and
material without the least regard to
the color and material of the tabs, but
the sleeves may match the tabs and the
collar may match the skirt. Collars
like that In the final picture give a
dainty finish and are much used. This
one Is of white satin appllqued with
black braid, and finished In front with
talis of pleated chiffon. This collar
and Its tabs constitute, with a belt and
big bow of black satin, the entire
scheme of .trimming for this dress,
which Is made of changeable crepoi.
showing black and green.
The large bats mean big bows of rib
bon or velvet
Robert Louis Stevenson' Dam Is
one to conjure with, bat It would bo
have been so had he done no better
work than the 'Fables.' It Is a pKy that
they were ever published. Fortunately'
for his reputation It can stand a great
deal of strain," says Richard Henry
Stoddard.
"Select Conversation with an I'nde".
is the title II (I Wells has aiven to a
series of discursive cu&ta, which often
degenerate Into monologues, with an
old gentleman who has come back from
bouth Africa, where be attained a cer
tain afflueuce, and now expresses bis
views upon British society and the
British woman. The essays ar all
amusing, and there Is a thin thread of
story running through the series. An
Idea of the range of the con vernations
may be gathered from these headings,
taken at random: "The Theory of the
Perpetual Discomfort of Humanity,"
Tbe Art or Being Photographed," "On
Social Music." "On a Tricycle," and
"The Pains of Marriage." ,
"In view of the attempt made by a
few publishers In Canada to take from
the English authors the great advan
tage derived from American copyright,'
the report of the duties collected by the
Dominion Government on the reprints
of British copyrights will be Interest
ing. In 1X), It was 070. a sum far
short of the money paid for one success
ful work by the Americans; In 1892, It
was 573; In 1803, It was 364; while
last year It only reached 276. For thl
paltry sum English authors are asked
to give up what now constitutes a
fourth of their entire profits all they
derive from the United States." And If
they did, It might be a good thing for
American authors.
In his own name, as befitting more
serious work, Donald G. Mitchell ha
been laboring at a series of books on
English literature and history, and now,
In his 74th year, It Is completed. Thl
has been accomplished by the publica
tion of "Queen Anne and the Georges"
In the series on "English Lands, Letters
and Kings." The book Is made up of
chats on the literary lights since the
close of the Elizabethan period, and
they read so pleasantly that one can
scarcely believe that they were origin
ally lectures delivered at a woman's
college-as we learn from the dedica
tion to Mrs. Grover Cleveland, who was
a member of the author's classes. The
first chapter begins with a considera
tion of Berkeley, "an Irish bishop,"
and discusses Richard Bentley, Isaac
Watts, Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
and Pope; and In the succeeding pages
come wise and annredstK-o
about RlchardRon and Fielding, Dr.
-uuusou, nosweii and Goldsmith, Miss
Burney and Hannah Moore, Sheridan
Chatterton and Sterne, Cowper, Maria
Edgeworth, Beckford and Burns, Rog
ers, Colerldg. Lamb and Wordsworth,
with many lesser lights noted In be
tween. How to Induce Respiration.
A method of Inducing respiration by
means of ice applied to the Hps has
been discovered by Dr. Berthold Beer,
a German physician. The mucous mem
brane of the lips and of the month I
rubbed slowly with a piece of Ice, the
rhythm of the motion corresponding
as much aa possible to that of normal
respiration. In the cases observed by
Dr. Beer the result was a return of
respiration, very strong at first, but
with the continued application of the '
ice becoming very regular, quiet and
deep. The Ice used tn this way Is said
to have, moreover, a general sedative
effect and the author baa employed this
quieting action with success in the
treatment of cerebral troubles. Dr.
Fogcs, of Vienna, has obtained equally
favorable results with this treatment
In two cases of asphyxia. In all cases
It is a method that may bo employed
for several hours at a time, as It la
harmless for the patient and easy for
the physician. It also offers other ad
vantages owing to its sedative action.
Relat ive Strength of Wood and Steel
Dr. Robert II. Thurston, In a recent
article, discusses various materials In
which comparisons of Interest are
made. At the outset he give the fol
lowing generally accepted figures: Cast
iron weighs 444 pounds to the cubic
foot and an Inch square bar will sustain
a weight of l(!,.riOO pounds; brons.
weight 525 pounds, tenacity 86,000;
wrought Iron, weight 480, tenacity M,
000; hard "struck" steel, - weight 490,
tenacity 78,000; aluminum, weight 168,
tenacity 26,000. A bar of pine just a
heavy as a bar of steel an Inch square
will hold up 125,000 pounds, the best
ash 175,000 and some hemlock 200,000
pounds Wood is bulky It occupies ten
or twelve times the space of steel.
Indicates a Coming Republic.
The brutal butchery of 100 Invalid
Insurgent soldiers by the Spanish
troops at a hospital In Santiago d
Cuba Is about tha surest Indication of
a coming Cuban republic that has been
developed by tha rebellion that far.
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