< ,1 CHAPTER M.-fCmmmm.) Cpon returning lo his senses be told me, with great excitement, that he had igaln seen Madeline; moreover, this lime he had hccii a man with her -a man who had placed his hand upon her wrist and kept it there, and so, according lo Oarriston's wild reasoning, became, on account of the contact, visi ble lo him. lie told me he had watched them for some moments, until the man tighten ing his grip on the girl'* arm, endeav ored, he thought, to lead her or Induce her to follow him somewhere. At this Juncture, unaware that he was gazing at a vision, he had rushed lo her assist ance In the frantic way 1 have de scribed- then he awoke, lie also told me he had studied the man's features and general appearance most carefully with a view to future recognition. All these ridiculous state ments were made as he made the for mer one*, with the air of relating sim ple, undeniable farts one speaking the plain, unvarnished truth, and expecting full credence to be given to his words. XII. T was too absurd! loo sad! It was ev ident to me that the barrier between his hallucinations, * dreams, visions, or whatever he chose to call them, and pure iiisaiinj, now u very slight and fragile one, Hut before I gave his ease up as hopeless I determined to make another strong appeal to his rom inon sense, 1 told him of his cousin's visit to me of his Intentions and prop osition. 1 begged him (o consider what consequences his extraordinary beliefs and extravagant actions must eventu ally entail. He listened attentively and calmly. •'Yon see now,'' he said, "how right 1 was In attributing all this to Ralph Carrlston how right 1 was to come to you, a doctor of standing, who can vouch for my sanity.” "Vouch for your sanity! How can I when you sit here and talk such arrant nonsense, and expect me to believe It’ When you Jump from your chair and rush madly ut some visionary foe? Wane as you may be In all else, any evidence I could give In your favor must break down in cross-examination If an Inkling of these things gut about. Come, Carrlston, be reasonable, and prove your sanity by setting about this search for Mlsa Rowan in a proper way.” He made no reply, but walked up anil down the room apparently In deep thought. My words seemed to have had no effect upon him. Presently he seated himself; and, as If to avoid re turning to the argument, drew a book at hazard from my shelves and began to read. He opened the volume at ran dom, but after reading a few linen seemed struck by something that met. his eyes, and In a few minutes was deeply Immersed in the contents of the honk 1 danced at it to wee what had so awakened hi3 interest. By a curious fatality he had chosen a hook the very worst for him in his present frame of mind- Gilchrist's recently published life of William Blake, that masterly memoir of a man who was on certain (toiiita as mad as Carristou himself. I was about to remonstrate, when he laid down the volume and turned to me. "Varley, the painter," he Maid, ‘'was a firm believer In Blake's visions.” "Varley was a bigger tool than Blake,” 1 retorted. "Fancy his sitting •town and watching his clever but mad friend draw epee) iat heads, and believ ing them to be genuine portraits of dea l kings whoa*- forms condescended to appear to Blake!" A sudden thought seemed to strike 4'arriaton. "Will you give me some paper and chalk?" he asked I’poo be r ing furnished with these materials, he seated himself at the table anti began to draw. At least a doaen times he skew hed. with bis usual rapidity, sow object or another, and a doaen limes after a moment‘a conalderalton. threw each sketch aside with an air of dta appointment and began a fresh one At last one of his atiempls seciuml to come up to his rr<|tilrcwruts. *i have II now, ssaeltj?" he < rled. with joy even triumph In his «o!re lie *pew’ some lime in pulling finishing tout he* to the successful sketch, and then he handed i»e the paper. "That la the man I «aw Just now with Madeline he said "When I Itnd hlut I shall And her " Me spoke with all sincerity and conviction I laoked at the paper with I am hound to say, • great amount of curtustly Ns mailer lr«» what visionary source t'aritsiua had drawn bis Inspir ation, bta sketch »a» vigorous wad nat ural *uouah I have already mu aliened his wonderful power of drawing per irntla from metnur i so was wllttag iu gram that he might base i^produced Ike out line of seme face ablell had S*m*whefe situ- k bun Vel ah> shook) it h*«e been this one* Ills drawing fepresentod the three g‘carter fate af a sue an erdinarv man apparently he tsec n forty and Afty vents of age It was n coarse bauinl >11 la cored fats w ik « ragged ruA si hair rwttnd the •ft • |i naa ms1 the tie* af a gentle man, gar even the fac* of a gently nur - fared man and the grttst by n few sunning esiwkee had made ti wear t unity and sullen Ieoh The shetefc, a» 1 write thlH, lie* before me. ho that I am not speaking from memory. Now. there are some portraits of which, without having seen the origi nal, we say, "What Hplendld likenesses these inuat be." It wan ho with Carrla ton'H sketch. I.ooklng at It you felt Mine It was exactly like the man whom It waa Intended to reprnaent. Ho that, with the certain amount of art knowl edge, which I am at least supposed to possess, It was hard for me, after ex amlnlng the drawing and recognizing the true artist's touch In every line, to bring myself to accept thp fact that li was but the outcome of a diseased Im agination. As. at this very moment. I glance at that drawing, I scarcely blame myself for the question that faintly frame* Itself In my Innermost heart. "Could-It. tm possible could there be In certain organization* pow ers not yet. known not yet properly Investigated ?’* My thought supposing such a ■thought was ever there was not dis couraged by Carrlston, who, --peaking as If his faith In the bodily existence of the man whose portrait lay In my hand was unassailable, said: "I noticed that his general appear ance was lhai of a countryman an Ktigllsh ncasant: so In the rountrv I shall find my love. Moreover, It will he easy to Identify the man. as the top Joint Is missing from the middle linger Of his right hand. As It lay on Made line* arm I noticed that.” I argued with him no more. I fep that, words would he hut wasted. XII], DAY or two after I had witnessed wtiai I must rail Carrls ton’s second seiz ure we were favored with a visit from the man whose ser vices we had se cured to trace Mad eline. .Since he had received his In structions we had heard nothing of Ills proceedings until he now called to report progress in tier son. Carriston had not expressed the slightest curiosity as to where the man was or what he was about. Probably he looked upon the employment of this private detective as nothing more use ful than a salve to my conscience, That Madeline was only to be found through the power which lie professed to hold of seeing her in his visions was. I felt certain, becoming a rooted belief of his. Whenever I expressed my sur prise that our agent had brought or Kent no Information, Car ids ton shrugged his shoulders, and assured me that from the first he knew the man's researches would be fruitless. How ever, the fellow had called at last, and, 1 hoped, had brought us good news. He was a gllb-tongued man, who spoke in a confident, matter-of-fact way. When he saw 11s. he rubbed his bands as one who had brought affair* to a successful Issue, and now meant to reap praise and other rewards. Ills whole bearing lold me he had made an Important discovery; so I begged him to lie seated, and give us his news. Carriston gave him a careless glance, and stood at some little distance from us. He looked as if he thought the Im pending communication scarcely worth the trouble of listening to. He might. Indeed, from his looks, have been the most disinterested person of the three. He even left me to do the questioning. "Now, then, Mr. Sharpe," I said, "let us hear if you have earned your money." "I think so, sir," replied Sharpe, looking curiously at Carriston. who, strange to say, heard his answer with supreme Indifference. "I think 1 may say I have, sir," *-en tlnued the detective; "tha* It. If the gentleman can identify these artifice xx het iif ! hi* ladv'i tiroriHrtv " Thereupon he produced, from a thick lettercase. a ribbon. In which wa* aturk a atlver pin. mounted w ith Scotch peb ble*. an orWMWttt tliat 1 remembered having aeen Madeline wear. Mr. Sharpe handed them to I'arrlaton lie exam turd them, and I aaw hi* cheek* flock und hi* eye* grow bright • Mow did yon contr by thta?" he cried, pointing to the allver orttamtni. • I'll tell you pieaently, air Ho you rmogntte l!?1’ "I gate It to Hlai Kuwan nayaolf.” * Then we are on the right track." I i tied. >0 full) "Moon. Mi Sharp* “Too a* ntl*ni«u *r are eort Italy on the rtgk* tiack hut after all It Ian I my laalt if the track dul l lead t laetlt ! where tow with You aoe. wh*a I heart! of tilt miMerton* illaap|e<«ranenr tale The oa* gatt hta interrupter a aplte ful gtaa« Well, air. he aald an you gate me *irl*t laatm. it«n« la : watch a certain gcattmian iueat* I 1 iibated thecae teclruttteb*. of cuorae j although t knew I wae etc a fowl# er rand." I ’ Will tou go an*** tried t'aillatur 1 ' If you know w hefe Mu* How an i* ' any Ml tout Mob M Will hr paid you the 1 iweoceal I hod her " * I dob i any I knob eta ilt whera to rtnd the i*dt hut I tan armo know if I you a tab are to'" ' fell y-ur tal* your ovo oat hut a# I ahettly a* gtcmihle I oatd ceetrtg that act axtttakle f» rad an* preparing h* ggochet attthbfrt "I fonnd there was nothin? to be gained by keeping watch on the- gentle man you mentioned, sir, so 1 went to Scotland and tried bark from there. As soon as I worked on my own lay I found out all about it. The lady wen from Lallendar to Edinburgh, from Ed inburgh to l*ondon. from London to Folkestone, and from Folkestone to Boulogne.” I glanced at Carrlston. All his calm ness seemed to have returned. He was leaning against tne mantel-piece, and appeared quite unmoved by Mr. Hharpe's dear statement as to the route Madeline had taken. "Of course," continued Mr. Hharpe. "I was not quite certain I was tracking the right person, although her descrip tion corresponded with the likeness you gave me. Hut as you are sure this article of Jewelry belonged to the lady you want, the matter Is beyond a doubt.” "Of course," 1 said, seeing that Car rlston had no intention of speaking "Where did you find It?" "It was left behind In a bedroom of one of the principal hotels In Folke stone. I did go over to Boulogne, hut after I hat I thought I had learned aM you would care to know.” There was something In the man's manner which made me dread what was coming. Again I looked at Car rlaton. Ills lips were curved with con tempt, but lie still kept silence, "Why not have pursued your Inqui ries past Boulogne?" I asked. "For this reaeon, sir. I had learned enough. The theory I had coneocte I was the right one after all. The lady went to Edinburgh alone, rlgnt enough; but she didn't leave Edinburgh alone, nor did sbe leave London alone, nor she didn't stay at Folkestone where I found the pin alone, nor she didn’t go to Boulogne alone. Hhe was accompa nied by a young gentleman who called himself Mr. Hmlth; and. whut's more, she called herself Mrs. Krnith. Per naps sne was, as they lived like mail and wife.” Whether the fellow wan right cr mis taken. this explanation of Madeline'!* disappearance seemed to give me what I can only compare to a smack In the face. I stared at the speaker In speech less astonishment. If the lale he told so glibly and circumstantially was true, farewell, ho far as I was concerned, to belief In ihe love or purity of woman. Madeline llowan, that creature of a poet's dream, on Ihe pve of her marriage with (lharleH ('arrlston. to fly, whether wed or unwed mattered little, with an other man! And yet, she was but a woman. Carr Is ton cr Carr, as she only knew him was In her eyes poor. The companion of her flight might have won her with gold. Such things have been. Still My rapid and wrongful meditation* were cut short in an unexpected way. Suddenly I saw Mr. Sharpe dragged bodily out of hls chair and thrown on to the floor, whilst Carrtston, standing over him, thrashed the man vigorously with hls own ash stick a convenient weapon, so convenient that I ft It Mr. Sharpe could not have selected a stick more appropriate for hls own chastise ment. So Carriston seemed to think for he laid on cheerfully some eight < • ten good cutting strokes. Nevertheless, being a respectable doc tor and man of peace, I was compelled to interfere. I held tUrriston's arm whilst Mr. Sharpe struggled to hie feet and. after collecting hls hat and his porketbook, stood glaring vengefully at his assailant, and rubbing the while such of the wales on his back as he could reach. Annoyed as I felt at the unprofessional fracas, 1 could scarcely help laughing at the man's appearance. I doubt the portability of anyone lock ing heroic after such a thrashing. TO SB COSTINUBii. I ItunUlilpH of Trlrj-ra|>h Vote*. "Yes,” said Joseph Donner, super intendent of telegraph for the South ern raeitle railroad, "fe)egn*pii poles along the line have a hard time. I’ar ticularly in this eo out west, where the poles are costly and station* ane lew and far lietween. Now out In Ari zona desert the poles are played the deuce wtlh generally. There Is a sort of woodpecker that pick* the posts ab solutely to piece*, thinking there may be insects inside the wood They hear the humming and haven't sense enough to know what cause* It. Then near the hills the black bear* imagine that each pole «ontalas a swarm of bees and they climb to the tap him) rliow the gluaa insulator* to pieces, hut the sand storms are the tb ugs that create the must havoc. When the wind blows »trough the sand la drifted at a rapid rate and the grains cut away ih* wood at a tearful rate It was a roaiuiott thing to have au oak pole worn to a •having In a day's time, while I have **» poles just ground la the »»> fact af the earth during a single »te«ni Thing* are mi bad out liter# tba* the company dmld«tl u* •ubMItilt* at## I ! pole* for the uak and cedar, bur that didn't re awed) the evil at alt The waad ltt»l wore swat the metal Iia each aid# of ih# pals until ids rwatsr wss as sharp as a rotor and alt 'be Indian* used lo shave Ihemorlvea on I be »d§# Wc dwell) m*m«ged to D« ibisa* tw#i palUted lb# pole* With »#fl pitch l b# pitch taught the Mbit sad now #i#f» pot# la about loo levri ihl* b sad a* solid aa a rtnh" \«» Ort#ab> rimu liras i— rsi be# Street iNkene I eeve. Ism tukeott Is tiHtwntil tw tiregi j litilain in proport it a to Ih# inhaOHahta > than la ah) ath#f IvitUed i«gMt|, littahaad Thar* * no* thing I -as •g) lor nt)«#ll eatw«t | bavt ri»a nt mi it#a vNurts M ile '\*t*r in the ansrwlog Johb I both# lb#I ,t take* too eUim tie e# and all t te hi«tubers of th# kt to*hold tu a** ) »t | then lhMit>« I'cmiti TALK AGE'S SERMON, j "WINCS OF SERAPHIM" LAST SUNDAY'S SUBJECT. From the Tear: ‘‘With Twain He Covered Hie Face, With Twain He Covered Hie Feel, anil with Twain He Did Fly- Isaiah « : 1. N A hospital of lap- j rosy good King l'z- | zlah had died, and j the whole land was shadowed with sol emnity, and theo logical and pro phetic Isaiah wms thinking about re ligion* thing*, as one Is apt to do In time of great na tional bereavement, and forgetting the presence of his wife and two ton* who made up his family, be haa a dream, not like the dreams of ordinary char acter, which generally come from Indi gestion, but a vision most Instructive, and under the touch of the hand of the Almighty, Tbs place, the ancient temple: bund ing grand, awful, majestic. Within that temple a throne higher and grand er than that occupied by any czar or sultan or emperor. On that throne, the eternal ('brief. In lines surrounding that throne, the brightest celestial*, not the cherubim, but higher than they, the most exquisite and radiant, of the heavenly Inhabitants: the aerapblm. They are called burners because they look like tire. Ups of fire, eyes of Are, feet of Are. In addition to the feature* and the limb* which suggest a human being, there are pinions, which suggest tbe Ilthest. the swiftest, the most buoy ant and the most aspiring of all unin telligent creation a bird. Each seraph had slz wings, each two of the wings for a different purpose. Isaiah’s dream quivers and flashes with these pinions. Now folded, now spread, now beaten In locomotion. "With twain he cov ered bis feet, wllh twain he cov ered his face, and with twain he did fly.” Tbe probability Is that, these wings were not all used at once. Tbe seraph standing there near the throne over whelmed at the Insignificance of tbe paths his feet had trodden as com pared with the paths trodden by the feet, of God, and with the lameness of his locomotion amounting almost to decrepitude as compared with the di vine velocity, with feathery veil of angelic modesty hides the feet. "With twain he did cover the feet.” Standing there overpowered by tbe overmutchlng splendors of God’s glory, and unable longer with the eyes to look upon them, and wishing those eyes shaded from the Insufferable glory, the pinions gather over the countenance. "With twain he did cover tbe face.” Then as God te)Js this seraph to go to the farthest outpost of Immensity on , message of light and love and Joy, J and get back before the first anthem, it does not take the seraph a great while to spread himself upon the air with unimuglucd celerity, one stroke of the wing equal to ten thousand leagues of air. "With twain he did fly." The most practical and useful lesson for you and me- when we see the ser aph spreading his wings over the feet, is the lesson oC humility at Imperfec tion. The brightest angels of God arc so far beneath God that he charges them with folly. The seraph so far beneath God, and we so far beneath the seraph in service we ought to be plunged in humility, utter and complete. Our feet, how laggard they have been In the di vine service. Our feet, how many mis steps they have taken. Our feet, In how many paths of worldllness and folly they have walked. Neither God nor seraph intended to put any dishonor upon that which Is one of the masterpieces of Almighty God—the human foot. Physiologist and anatomist are overwhelmed at the won ders of its organization. The Bridge water Treatise, written by Sir Charles Bell, on the wisdom and goodness of God as Illustrated In the human hand, was a result of the 940,000 bequeathed In the last will and testament of the Bari of Bridgewater for the encour agement of Christian literature. The world could afford to forgive his ec centricities, though be bad two dogs seated at his table, and though he put sis dogs alone In au equipage drpwu by four horsea and attended by two font mi'll With it 1M IttrtfM I saw* liases* u during Sir Charles H«|| to writ* «<> valuable a book un Ihe wisdom of Hod In the structure uf Ihe human baud the world could afford to furgtv* bla oddities. And the world could now af ford to have another Karl of llrtdge water, however Idiosyncratic, if hr would induce route other Sir Charles Hell to write a booh on the wisdom and goodness uf (tod in the construction «| Ihe human foot. Iks articulation of Its bones, ihe lubrication of Its Joint*, lb* grscefttlnesn of its line*, the la penalty uf Ms cnrtilsp**. the delicacy of tie veins, ihe rapidity of Its muscu lar oat radios the senalttveaeaa »f n» Wee vs* I sound the pi alecs uf th* human foe* With that w* halt or climb ur march It la th* foundation of th* physical labrn It la the baa* ml a Hod pulsed column With it the war . Hoc bra-vs htm*elf lor battle With tl lb* orator pt«wu himself fits eutugium With It th* toiler reach** hi* work j With It lk« out taped stamps his Ib 11* hat toe It* !*>•« ah Ineparabls die aster. Ha haaith an invalwahis equip, sesat |f y«u watt* lu know Its thlus. tak the man *< everlasting Owl. While the btereirhv of heaven bow the heed and bead the hues aa the King's rharlut goes by. ead the archangel turn* away because he eaanet endure the splendor, end tbe chorus of oil the empties of heaven comes to wltb full diapason. "Holy, boly, bolvf* Reverent# for sham, revere*** for ibe old merely be. ause it l« aid. rever ence for stupidity, however learned, revere bee fur incapacity however An* ty inaugurated. I bare none Hut we weal mare revet*nee fur Had more raver* me fur tb» aaeramaau. move revert pee fur the Hr trie mueo revet •pc# for (be pure, mute reverence far lb* avwvd Hevereme a character mtt* of all great nature* Von b*ar It in the rail Of the Warner •rilariM You see It lb tbe N vpbssta and Titian* aad Obirtabdaioa You study H la the at rhimture of the hhaltah* aad t'bits'u pb*r Wtees Hu not be Aippaat about Ood lb* bat |»lr about death lv> not make fua ef the Htbte Hu bat de ride the Eternal The brightest and k mlght'est seraph annot lock ;ma bashed upon him. Involuntarily the wing* conic up. "With twain he cov ered Ms fare • * • As you take a pint h of salt or powder between your thumb and two fingers, sc Isaiah Indicates God takes up the earth Me measures the dust of the earth, the original there indicating that God takes ail the dust, of all the con tinents bet won the thumb and two lingers. You wrap around your hand a blue ribbon five times, ten times. You say It b five band-breadths, or It Is ten hand-breadths. Ho Indicates the prophet Gist winds the blue ribbon of the sky around his hand. "He meteth out the heavens with a span.” You knew that balances are mad* of a beam suspended in ihe middle with two ba sins ai I he extremity of equal heft. Ia that way whaf a vast heft ha* been weighed Hut what are all the bal^ a nee* of earthly manipulation com pared with the balances that Isaiah saw suspended when he saw God put ting into the si ales ihe Alps and tha Appenines and Mount Washington aaet the Hlrrre Nevadas. You see the earth had to hi ballasted. It would not do (o haw loo much weight in Europe, or too miuh weight in Asia, or too much weight in Africa, or In America; so when God made the mountains be weighed them The Bible distinctly says so. God knows the weight ol the great lunges that cross the continents, the tons. th< pounds avoirdupois, the ounces, the groins, the mlllegrammes ---Just bow much they weighed then, and Just how much they weigh now. "Jle weighed the mountains In scales and (be bills In a balance." Bee that eagle In the mountain nest. It looks so sick, so ragged-feathered, so worn-out and so half asleep. Ia that eagle dying? No. The ornltbol rifikt will (All wm It la (ha moult In tf season with tbal bird. Not dying, but moulting You see tbnt Christian sick and weary sod worn-out and seemtntf about (o expire on what is called bis death-bed. The world ssys he Is dy ing. 1 say It Is Ibe moulting season for hie soul tbe body dropping sway, the celestial pinions coming on. Not dying, hut moulting. Moulting out ot darkness and sin and struggle Into glory and Into Ood. Why do you not about? Why do you sit shivering at the thought of death and trying to bold hack arid wishing you could stay here forever, and speak of departure as though the subject were filled with skeletons and tbe varnish of coffins, end ss though you preferred lame fool to swift wing? O people ol (Jod, let ua stop playing the fro) and prepare for rapturous flight. When your soul stands on the verge of this life, and there are vast precipices beneath, and sapphlred domes ubove, which way will you fly? Will you swoop or will you soar? Will you fly dowi rd or will you fly up 1 ward? Ever, thing on the wtng this day bidding us a-pire. Holy Spirit on j ihe wing. Angel of the New Covenant j on the wing. Time on the wing, flying | nway from u*. Eternity on the wing, j flying toward us Wings, wings, wings! Live so near to Christ that when I you me dead, people standing by your j lifeless body will not soliloquize, say ; ing: "What a disappointment life was tc him; how averse be was to depart ure; what a pity it was he had to die; what an awful calamity.” Rather standing there may they see a sign ' more vivid on your still face than the vestiges of pain, something that will Indicate ihat It was a happy exit—tbe i clearance from oppressive quarantine, the cast-off chrysalid, the moulting of ! the faded and the useless, and the as I cent from malarial valleys to bright, shining mountain-tops, and be led t# say. as they stand there contemplating 1 your humility and your reverence in ! life, and your happiness in death; | "With twain he covered the feet, with twain he covered tbe face, with twain I he did fly.” Wings! Wings! Wings! brave Children. The Denver Republican quotes air Interesting story of childish heroism, related by Mr Hpearman, attorney for the department of Justice at Washing ton. He has been taking teatimony concerning miiuf Indian depredation ilalRiH. In taking such testimony, ha hay*. 1 frequently hear interesting stor ies concerning early frontier life. I re meml>er one case in particular, one of the most remarkable eahlbttiona of courage in uu eight-year-old boy that 1 have ever beard of. It occurred near the loan ot Beaver, in Utah. A ranch *tr utta< ked by Indiana, and a man a bo wa* vlulling the ranchman was killed and foi a while It ueemtd aa It the whole (tarty, wife and children would tall a prey to the aavagee. Thu houm wn* *utrounded by the Indiana, and the people within defended them •elve* a* Iwul they could, but the rau. tiuiar watching hia opportunity ; lowered hi* Utile boy and bla daughter, who wa* but twelve years of age. from | lh* back window and told them to try and make their way to the aituw uaoU j wived and with preeeatv »*f mind and i bravery which I think r*a>*'hahte for I 4 • hlld «t I Lai age. the boy laid hie : «t»l*t to lo.io* one ante of the < anoa ■ and he would follow the other an < | that in mi* the Indian* iknuM itg.t one of Ike Ml lh* other Uilgbl uui B obeervuet t he ehlhitea goi *af*ly i* Heat. * Let* a party wee »rgaata*d whhb Iu-hmu it. the rwurti* of the iueteg*. Ai he beginning of wuhdtew helium the iwg» cue** uuhi iteeh iha ranch A da» « tun has hat eieaelly da> *i aaeeng ta# the igat haadreu »,*,*