MEN OF IRON NERVE.
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THE CALIFORNIA RANGERS OF
LONG AGO.
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Ike bandit* who flourished to Cali for
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•iate* history. • great deal has been
published <alr ulated to throw a glamour
of romantic sympathy about the per
son* of desperate scoundrels wrhose ;
«ni<r real virtue was physical courage. |
Fable and fancy have been particularly .
kind to the memory of that picturesque
cut-throat Joaquin Harriet La. who has j
been painted as a sort of modern
Claude iMtval with the manner of a
Chester-held, the form of Adonis and
tbe heart of * pirate. The real story
nf hi* liie. In Ms entirety, may never j
be written, but here la the true story .
of how Joaquin Harrietts, the most
bated, feared and hated of all the des
prrador* who Ls'.ire in the annuls of
tbe stair, came to his death. It is >
the ftrwt authentic account ever pub
lished of tbe killing of the famous ban- .
dit. as related by the only man now j
living who was an eye-witness of and
n partic ipant in the tragedy.
The facts are given by Capt William
J Howard, the last survivor of the
celebrated California Ranger*, who
followed the bandits for hundreds of
miles, and rotted them in tbe San
Joaquin % alley, where Joaquin and hit
I.* utenant. ~ fhree-Fiugered Jack.**
•ere killed, and the former s head
hacked off with a bowie knife. Capt
Howard la a native of Virginia, served
In the Mexican war. was a member of
tbe Walker flltbustering expedition in
io Nicaragua, and went to California,
where be still reside*, with the earliest
Harrietts a Mexican, was the leader
of a gang of his fellow-countrymen as
hud a* and worse than be himself. Rob
Wry. arson, murder, marked their
tralL Affairs grew so desperate that
man* of tW moot prominent and in
fluential men in the state drew up a
hill providing for the organisation of
n company of twenty men. to be
known ns California Ranger*. Tbe
governor was given authority to ap
point n chief or captain, the latter to
■rlect nineteen other* to complete the
argaaisanoa As the measure was
paused and approved, tbe rangers were
a ranger, who knew Joaquin, pointed
to a tall, athletic young Mexican who
was leading his horse preparatory to
staking him. and exclaimed, “Captain,
there's your man.”
Murrietta was not aware yet of the
rangers' arrival. Capt. Love, with his
eye* fixed on the bandit chief, mo
tioned toward a man who was bending
over the fire, and. in low tones, said
to a romrade, (leorge Chase, “That’s
'Three-Fingered Jack'; if he makes a
move, shoot him!” Ia>ve then moved
quietly toward Joaquin. The man by
the fire had thrown himself down on a
saddle cover. As Capt. Ixive started
to walk away “Three-Fingered Jack”
inserted his “good” hand under the
leather blanket and. suddenly snatch
ing a pistol previously concealed, fired
pointblank at the captain of the ran
gers. Noticing the move. Ranger
liases had leveled bis riCe at the rob
ber. but the latter was too quick, and
Hayes’ gun exploded harmlessly in the
CAPT. WILLIAM J. HOWARD,
air. But it was Three-Fingered
Jack's" last shot, for half a dozen of
the rangers were pumping lead into his
body before he could pull the trigger a
second time.
At the first fire Murrietta wheeled,
took in the situation at a glance,
jumped on his horse and plunged down
the hank of the arroyo. followed by a
volley from the rangers. By this time
alt the bandits were on their feet, fir
ing. Their bullets went wide, how
ever. and after a small show of fight
ing. the entire band scattered in a wild
dash to escape. They were followed
and given no quarter by the rangers.
John White, another ranger, who was
leading one of Howard's thorough
**i surrender;*
g.»e* almost autocratic power. They
wen permitted to take prisoners, try
and eaurute criminals without advice
or interference from the ordinary civil
authorities. Their mission was the
restoration of law and order, the pro
tection of the lives and property of the
peepli of the state.
The man selected to command this
remarkable company was Harry l^ive.
a hernias la strength, standing six
feet in hia aorks. a magnificent man.
wttk curly black hair falling over his
broad shoulders, moustnrhkw of the
name somber hue half covering his de
termined and aggressive chin. l/*ve
was a noted Indian fighter, a veteran
ef the Mexican war. and in all re
spects qualified for his task. He se
lected nineteen men among them
t'apt. Howard, and all but the last
ar. *.4
Briievtnq that Murrietta s audacious
apsrations were the chief inspiration j
to the smaller fry of lawless charac
ters, Capt Love and his fellow-rangers {
turned their undivided attention to the
capture at this hundlt and the break
ing np of his gang But Josqum was
a slippery fellow and managed to evade
the pursuers for many weeks Finally, j
however., word was brought to the
rangers that Murrietta and his band
were camped on the ft. !.oui« Gonzales |
ranch, on the wcat side of the San
Joaquin river. Love and his men made
a forced march to the scene only to
find that their prey had departed But
the trail was still warm, and after a
weary pursuit, on the morning of July
23. 1«U. the gang was brought to bay
between the hills wdst of Kern lake
The Arroyo Cantus flows between
these hills, and on the north side of
the little stream a wide depression in
the land coskcealed what was beyond
A this wreath of smoke was rising
from this direction, and toward that
point Love and his rangers were mov
ing. As they drew nearer to the bank
at the arroyo the rangers divided into
two parties. croaurd the stream and
approached the spot indicated by the
rising smoke from opposite dlrec
.•othlfig but the smoke was risible
3*1 til the high ground was reached, and
then, nut thirty feet away, the pur
suers saw the bandits scattered over
lit square yards, preparing to camp.
Shut Love signaled his men to dis
mount. and the rangers walked delib
araurly up to the campflre BUI Burns.
tired*. seeing the flight of the man
they had sworn to capture, leaped on
his horse and dashed after Murrietta.
The chase continued for three-fourths
of a mile. White’s animal was greatly
superior in speed to the mustang bear
ing Joaquin, and the. ranger was soon
within shooting distance. He fired
twice at the robber, the second time
at close range. Murrietta half Jumped,
half fell from his horse, and, raisiug
a torn and bleeding hand, said in
Spanish. "I surrender.”
V\ bite noted that the bandit was un
armed. He had left his belt of pistols
lying on the ground near the fire, un
conscious of danger. White kept his
man covered, and had just ordered him
to move toward the camping place,
HARRY LOVE. A HERCULES IN
STRENGTH.
when a party of the rangers, hot from
the pursuit and extermination of the
bandits, came galloping onto the scene.
They were excited, angry, reckless.
Under the impression that the robber
chief was resisting White, and not
stopping for inquiry, the men fired at
the wounded bandit. He sank to the
ground, riddled with balls.
In the pursuit of the Mexicans only
two prisoners were taken. As to the
fate of the other robbers, Capt. Howard
remarked, dryly: "None got away;
and we didn’t take any wounded pris
oners." After a consultation, it was
decided to cut off the head of Joaquin
and the “game hand" of "Three-Fin
gered Jack” as proof that these noted
desperadoes had been sent to their long
accounts. Jim Norton took a bowie
knife and hacked off the head of the
bandit chief, which was placed in a
sack with Jack’s hand. The rangers
started for Millerton, the nearest set
tlement, where Dr. Leach pickled the
head of Murrietta.
When it became generally known
that the great bandit, Joaquin Mur
rietta, had been killed and that his
band had been dispersed, the salutary
effect on the lawless element was at
once apparent. The great majority of
the tough characters, warned by the
fate of Murrietta, left central Califor
nia and sought other spheres of useful
ness. And so the California Rangers
were disbanded three months after
having organized. But the terror of
their name had the effect of discour
aging the co-operative robbery busi
nc j for a number of years.
KNIFE BLADE IN HIS EYE.
Had lieru There, I'nnutieed, for Over
Thirty Yearn.
For thirty-two years Mr. A. Dearth,
a barber of Camden, Ohio, carried a
knife blade in the orbit of his left eye
without being aware of the fact and
without experiencing any inconven
ience. Incredible as this statement
may appear, the truth of it was dem
onstrated a few days ago at the meet
ing of the Academy of Medicine at
Cincinnati, where over 100 leading
physicians were assembled, and before
whom Dearth appeared with his physi
cian. At the age of 12 Dearth was
running along the main street of his
native town with an open knife of the
“dog” pattern, such as boys usually
carry, in his hand. Suddenly he stum
bled and fell, striking his face against
a stone. The result was a deep wound
under the lower lid, caused, as the lad
supposed, by the contact with the
stone, since he had forgotten all about
the knife he carried in the excitement
of the moment. For a long time the
wound refused to heal, but nature and
youth finally came to the rescue, and
it began to close without damage to
the eyeball except that the lid curled
inward and left it exposed. His vision
remained as clear as ever, and but for
the slight disfigurement he suffered no
other annoyance. Dearth is now 44
years old, and four weeks ago he felt
an irritation in the inverted lid, which
finally became sore, swollen, and be
gan to fester. When the pain grew un
bearable he went to Cincinnati to con
sult an occulist. Knowing nothing of
the past history of the case, the doctor
proceeded to make a plastic operation,
and in so doing he was obliged to go
into the orbit. Suddenly his instru
ment came in contact with a hard sub
stance, which he at first supposed was
bone. A second exploration, and he
found that the obstruction was metal,
and when he finally introduced the
forceps his astonishment may be imag
ined when he drew forth a knife blade
one and a half inches long.
SWORD OF THE FINEST STEEL.
One of the Marvels of Smith Work Re
cently Seen la Madrid.
From the New York Tribune: “Of
all the cities I have visited in Europe,”
said R. A. Stinson of Boston recently,
"I found Madrid one of the most in
teresting. It has a number of out-of
the-way features that appeal to one.
While I was in Madrid I tried to pur
chase one of the famous Toledo blades.
The old-fashioned two-handled sword
was what I wanted to get, one of those
that were built to cut through armor
and which fulfilled their mission com
pletely. as many a bloody battlefield
in ve ancient days bore witness. I
had to give it up on account of the
expense. They cost from $150 up, but
while I was looking for one a shop
keeper showed me a most scientific
trick. His store w’as very lofty, run
ning up two or three stories, and he
was descanting on the beauties of this
particular sword when, in order to
prove the perfect temper of the metal,
he drove the point into the floor and
bent the blade until point and hilt,
met. He then suddenly released the
hilt and that six feet of gleaming
sword sprang up into the air like a
thing alive. I'p and up it went, al
most to the lofty ceiling itself, when
it lost its impetus and began its de
scent hilt first. It returned almost to
the place whence it started, the shop
keeper catching it by the hilt with
practiced ease and returning it to its
case. I was crazy to try it myself, but
the owner refused to allow me, as he
said I would probably not only wreck
the store, but perhaps injure myself
as well. He told me that if I wanted
to learn the trick I had better practice
it in a large open lot and that a suit
of armor wouldn’t be a bad thing to
wear until I got the hang of it.”
Malevolent Hindoo Idols.
Mystics will be interested in the dis
covery that Mme. Carnot, the widow of
the assassinated president of France,
in her will has left a request to her
children to rid themselves of a certain
Hindoo idol which was in her posses
sion. This idol—a little one, of stone
curiously carved, as are most of these
objects—was presented to Carnot by a
learned friend on his return from In
dia. Carnot then was merely minister
of finance, and did not expect to attain
the presidency. The friend w’arned
Carnot that the legend connected with
the idol was that it assured supreme
power to its owner, and also that the
owner would die a violent death by
the knife. It had belonged to the
dynasty of the kings of Khadjurao, and
the last rajah, having arrived at power
by its means, and fearing the dagger,
sought to conjure death by giving it
away. Interested by this story, Mme.
Carnot accepted the little fetish with
pleasure. M. Carnot attained the pres
idency, and Mme. Carnot wrote at the
time to the friend in India that it was
“all due to the fetish.” Carnot died by
the knife.
Linked Rhyme.
Askit—What's Harduppe doing now?
Hawkins—Writing poetry for sausage
manufactory advertisements. Askit—
Dear me! 1 never thought he would
get down to doggerel.—New York
Press.
THE CHICAGO “LEVEE”
_
BLACK PLAGUE SPOT WHERE
CRIMINALS REIGN.
Wretched “Hypos” Who Herd Like Swine
In Abamloued Structures, and Il»g
1he Pittance That Sustains Them—To
He Pnrilied.
Upon the heart of Chicago a fester
ing sore 1ms been fastened for more
than forty years. It has fed upon the
city and has waxed strong. For more
than a generation it has been looked
upon with complacency and toleration
as a thing which must be, and now
the official surgeons of Chicago declare
they are about to cut it off, root it out
and destroy it, and leave the spot it
has so long infested strong, healthy
and fair to look upon. This canker,
which feeble efforts extended over
many years have failed to cure or to
restrain in its development, is the
“levee.” It is that black plague spot,
GARROTIXG A VICTIM,
more than a mile long and more than
half a mile wide, which Chicago has
turned over to the outcast, the scarlet
woman and all the army of thieves
and satellites which come in her train.
Now it has been placed under the ban.
The demands of commerce are imper
ative that the valuable ground occu
pied by these dives and bagnios and
the motley crew of outcasts, male and
female, who have made the place a
stench in the nostrils of Chicago must
go elsewhere.
The “levee” is almost as old as Chi
cago. Gray-haired men of today, who
went to Chicago as striplings in eager
quest of fortune in the days before the
civil war, found the plague spot in the
very heart of the ramshackle wooden
town, which was wiped out by the
great fire of ’71. It was not where it
is now, along Clark street and what
was once called Fourth avenue, but
over to the west, on what is now Fifth
avenue, but was then called Wells
street, south as well as north of the
bridge, they found the resort of vice,
misery and crime.
Then came the great fire, which
6wept the whole outfit away in a night.
In the ruins of some of those dens
many a lost soul shrieked in vain for
mercy, roused from a drunken slumber
by the rushing flames. Many an out
cast was incinerated on that fateful
night on the “levee” drunk and hope
less. But the devastation of the flames
carried away only the dens and broth
els. When the fiery breath had passed
away the denizens who were awake
that night and had fled in terror to
places of safety, crept back to the ruins
of their old haunts and again took pos
session of them. The old red curtains,
the old painted faces, the vice and
crime which are as old as the human
family, came back again.
Probably nowhere else in the world
are so many characters of divers kinds
gathered together as in the foul, ill
smelling, unclean district of the
"levee.” There are hundreds of peo
ple gathered there nightly in out of
the way lofts and dens who make their
living by their wits in other parts of
the city and flock there under cover of
darkness to revel in the cheap delights
of bad whisky, cocaine or morphine.
Beggars, confidence men, mendicants,
thieves of every grade from the porch
climber to the pickpocket spend their
leisure hours sitting around the
“levee” saloons. When the police of
the Harrison street station “want” a
certain crook they go to the “levee”
and get him. If he is not there to
night, he is up to some crooked work,
EJECTING A “PENNILESS.”
and will be there tomorrow night. But
they get him.
In two barns not far from Harrison
street, dirty, abandoned old structures,
which the owners do not waste enough
thought on to destroy, live about forty
“hypos.” They are the trembling
wretches, male and female, who are
given over body and soul to the use of
cocaine or morphine in hypodermic in
jections. They are so numerous in the
••levee” that they are regarded as a
class in themselves by the police, and
called “hypos.” They live solely
for the pleasure of “shooting” the drug
into their emaciated bodies. They beg
on the streets for the money to pur
chase brief forgetfulness of their mis
ery. That accomplished, they want
nothing more. Men and women, filthy,
ragged and repulsive, herd like swine
in these two barns at night, and scat
ter forth in the daylight to beg the
money for the precious morphine.
There are about forty panel-houses
in the “levee,” houses to which a
stranger is lured for the sole purpose
of robbery. The women who do this
work are sharp and clever in selecting
their victims and in escaping after do
fng the work, but several of them have
recently been indicted and sentenced,
and that has had a quieting effect on
the others, at least for a time. It is
extremely difficult to convict the wom
en who operate the thieving places, as
they move around so constantly that
the victim is seldom able to point out
the one who fleeced him after he dis
covers he has been robbed. When a
pocketbook is taken, the proprietors of
the panel-house and the woman who
got the money disappear and a new set
take their places, so that the stranger
is dumfdunded when he leads the po
lice to the house, and discovers a num
ber of indignant women, who vow they
never saw him before and threaten to
arrest him for slander. When he goes
home the robbers return, and business
goes on as before.
Such is Chicago's “levee,” without
parallel in the world from many stand
points. A grimy, festering place of
evil, without a redeeming quality, it
now looks as though it would be wiped
out at last, after its thirty-five years
of triumph over law and order and de
cency. And when it is gone, Chicago
will wonder why it was so long tol
erated.
AN IDOL DEVIL-HUNTING.
CnrioQg Ceremony Tracticed In China to
Heal a Sick Woman.
A gentleman writes from Wuhu,
China, under a recent date: “An old
woman here had been ill for some time
and the priests were called in to decide
what was the matter. Their decision
was that she should be shut up for
three days, as the devil was around.
They also decided that the devil must
be caught and destroyed. So they sent
over the river and secured the services
of the noted idol, Ri-Lunguang, the
second dragon king. He reached here
safely in the regulation Chinese chair
with four bearers, and they began first
of all to find out where the medicine
was to heal the old woman. This was
done by going round and round until
they were too dizzy to stand, and the
way the idol fell showed the direction
in which they were to hunt. They
searched half a day. At last, nearing
a dirty pool of water, the idol took a
lurch, and away the whole lot went
head first into the pool. They came to
the conclusion that the elixir of life
was in here, for they waded around
that pool for half an hour or more
and time after time fell in. Once they
lost the idol for a time in the water.
They put him in a tub, but oh! sad to
relate, the idol was too heavy, and
down went tub. idol and all. After
some time they rescued him and
brought him to land. After this they
asked the idol for further instructions
and he told them by nods that they
must search for the devil. The idol
added that he was in the pond. So
they got a broom and swept him out,
and he ran for a graveyard near by.
They soon located him on the top of a
grave, and then they drove pitchforks
into the ground and poured a circle of
lime around. Then a fisherman’s net
was spread out over the grave and the
net was rolled up with the forks, and
Mr. Devil was safely tied up inside. He
was led off in triumph to a neighboring
field, which the idol had pointed out.
and in which there was a strawstack.
'this they quickly ignited and threw
the net, devil and all in, and with
great shoutings and burstings of fire
crackers he went up in smoke.”
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SHOT OUT OF TURN.
How Did He Know the Other Fellow
AVoald Do It?
A former member of the Gordon
highlanders, the regiment which has
distinguished itself so highly in the
present war in South Africa, relates
the following anecdote in connection
with one of the Gordons who fought
in the Anglo-Boer war of 1881, says
the New York Commercial Advertiser.
Just before the battle of Laing’s Nek
the highlanders and a force of the
Boers were lying, under cover, oppo
site each other. The highlanders had
been ordered to remain still and hold
their Are. Persumbly the Boers had
received similar commands, for, with
the exception of one burgher and one
Gordon, who could not refrain from
taking pot shots at so much of each
other as they could decry, the men
on both sides were silent. For some
time the Boer and the highlander re
ferred to conducted a duel. First the
Boer would bob up from behind his
shelter, fire at the highlander’s cover
and drop out of sight. The highlander
would jump up, reply, and then hur
riedly hide himself. About twenty
shots had been exchanged in that way
when exclamation of pain burst from
the lips of the highlander. His left
hand had been shattered by one of the
Beer’s bullets. “That serves ye richt,
MacKenzie,” said his sergeant. “Ye
waur tell'd tae be quiet.*’ “Hoot,
mon,” replied the highland; “hoo did
I ken he was gan’ tae shoot oot o’ his
turn?”
Investor* Hunt Their Money Rack.
Four additional attachments have
been issued against the Investors’
Trust, at Philadelphia, a get-rich-quick
concern, the office of which has been
closed and the officials missing since
the disclosures regarding the Miller
syndicate of Brooklyn. The complain
ants are Hannah Lovering, Somerville,
Mass., who claims to have been de
frauded to the amount of $200; Lucy A.
Harmon. Somerville, Mass., $150; F. C.
Bishop. Fairmount, W. Va., $200. A
letter received from F. M. Lovering of
Somerville by a private detective who
is investigating the Investors’ Trust
states that in that town and Charles
town there are hundreds of victims
who hold stock in the trust to the
amount of $100,000.
Anonymous tetter* and Poisoned Candy
Because he made certain charges in
the choir at the Lafayette Methodist
Episcopal church at St. Louis, Mo.,
Frank L. Shaw, chairman of the music
committee, has received two anony
mous letters of a threatening character
and a box of poisoned candy. The let
ter advised him to remain away from
the church.
A Sure Sign.
Briggs—Do you know, I really be
lieve that Miss Whipperly is fond of
me?
Griggs—What makes you think so?
Briggs—She told me the other night
I was the most disagreeable man she
ever met.—Puck.
THE SUNDAY SCHOOL.
■
LESSON IV. JANUARY 28
MATT. 3: 13. 4: 11.
The Baptism and Temptation of Jesus
—“This Is My Beloved Son, In Whom
I am Well Pleased"—Matt. 3: 17—
Prepare for the Best Life.
13. "Then oometh Jesus.” Probably in
January, A. D. 27. after John had been
rpreaching six months; from Nazareth, his
home in "Galilee,” being about 30 years
old (Luke 3: 23). ‘ To Jordan.” Probably
at the ford near Jericho and not far from
Bethabara (John 1: 28). "To be baptized
of (by) him.” Why did Jesus wish to be
(baptlzed? It showed where Jesus stood in
Relation to the preaching of John.
, B. "John forbade him.” The imperfect
(tense in the original implies that John
fwas abotit to forbid him. as Ft. V.. “would
(Dave hindered him.” “I have need.” I
am the sinful but repentant one. I am
the inferior, only the doorkeeper, the pre
parer of the way.
15. “Suffer.” Permit. “Thus it becom
eth us to fulfill righteousness.” For the
reasons given above (v. 12). It was the
right thing to do.
,16. "Went up straightway out of the
water” and up the bank of the river. He
was praying as lie went (Luke 3: -1). Thus
it was when he was transfigured. "The
heavens were opened.” In Mark. R. V.,
“rent asunder.” All that had hidden
from him ihe view of his heavenly home
and his Father above was rent asunder,
and he saw into the very heaven of heav- ,
ens.
17. "Lo, a voice from heaven.” Three
times during our Lord's earthly ministry
was heard a voice from the heaven: (li
at his baptism: (2> at his transfiguration
(Mark 9: 7); <3) in the courts of the tem
ple during Passion Week (John 12: 2S).
"This is my beloved Son. in whom 1 am
well pleased.” Thus God endorsed him
and his mission, and showed to the Jew
ish nation that he was the Messiah. It
must also have strengthened and con
firmed the human Jesus as to his nature
and his work.
1. “Then was Jesus 1**«1 up of the Spir
it.” Tt was just after his baptism anil he
was full of the Holy Spirit (Luke 4: 1>
It was some impuls*- of thiS Spirit that
impelled him to go (Mark 1:12). “Into
tlie wilderness.” Where in solitude he
could be absorbed in intense meditation,
and tight for himself the great battle with
temptation. Mark says he was with the
wild beasts” ti. e. without human com
panionship or help). “To be tempted of
the devil.” For the whole forty days, ac
cording to Luke. It was not merely one
sudden assault. The three temptations
were either a summary of the whole forty
days’ experience, or the final assaults at
the close.
2. “Fasted forty days and forty nights.”
Being tempted all the time (Mark. Luke).
He was probably thinking, praying, plan
ning. "He was afterward an hungered.”
When the reaction has begun, hunger as
serts its claims with a force so terrible
that (as has been shown again and again
in human experience) such moments are
fraught with the extremes! peril to the
soul.—Cam. Bible.
3. “The tempter came to him." In this
hour, when his desire for food was
strongest, and hie powers of resistance
weakest. “If thou be (art) the Son of
God.” if you really are God's Son, and
hence are possessed of miraculous pow
ers. “command that these stones.” prob
ably pointing to one of the small round,
flat stones lying near him. which looked
like their loaves, “be made bread.” and
thus satisfy your hunger, and at the same
time prove that you have the powers of
,the true Son of God.
4. "It is written.” In Deut. S: 3, quoted
from the Greek translation. "Man shall
not live by bread alone.” By food for the
body.
5. “Taketh Mm tip into the holy city."
Jerusalem, literally, or in spirit- “On a
(the) pinnacle.” or rather, wing, "of th?
temple.” "Herod’s temple had two wings,
the northern and southern, of which the
southern was higher and grander, hence
probably the wing."
6. “If thou be the Son of God.” Thus
planting a doubt in his mind. “Cast *hy
self down.” Not into the valley of Hin
nom. but into the court of the temple
among the crowds. “For it i« written,”
in Psa 91: 11. Septuagint (Greek) version
then in common use. “The devil can cite
Scripture for his purpose.” “He shall giv*
Jus angels charge.” etc. Satan's mean
ing is. You can do this act in perfect
safety, for you rest on God's promise,
which cannot be broken, and you honor
God by your perfect confidence in his
Word.
7. "It is written (Deut. 6: 16) again."
On the other hand, as explaining the
words you quote. "Thou shalt not tempt
the Lord thy God." That is, "distrust
God or test his power presumptuously.”
A case is described. Ex. 17: 1-7.—Lutheran
Com. It is to demand that God should
fulfill his promises to those to whom they
are not made, and in circumstances in
which they do not apply or else appear
to have dishonored his Wcri.
S. "The devil taketh him up,” probably
in vision or imagination, as there is no
mountain from which can be seen with
the natural eye "all the kingdoms of the
world, and the glory of them." Not only
the splendid courts and cities like Rome,
but the kingdoms of literature, art and
culture in Greece; the “barbaric pearls
and gold” of the Orient; and possibly a
vision of the future.
9. “All these things will T give thee.”
In a measure Satan did have these things.
Christ later called him the "prince of
this world." On everything he had
stamped his seal. “If thou wilt fall down
and worship me.” Satan does not mean
a bald act of worship, a bending in out
ward reverence to the grim king of dark
ness.
10. "Get thee hence. Satan." It was
by this proposal that Satan revealed him
self. This was the Ithuriel’s spear that
made everything it touched appear in its
true nature, as Milton represents it in
the temptation in Eden. “For it is writ
ten (Deut. 6:13), Thou shalt worship the
Lord thy God.” The first and great com
mandment. There is none other worthy
of worship, and there is no other way of
gaining the true kingdom of God.
11. "Then the devil leaveth him.” "For
a season” (Luke 4: 13). He was tempted
again and again: at last in Gethsemane
and on the cross. “And. behold, angels.”
Spiritual beings: probably in visible form
on this occasion. "Ministered" most nat
ually means "supplied him with foods.”
as in the case of Elijah (1 Kings 19: 5):
and with all spiritual support, comfort
and companionship.
WITH THE SAGES.
Tears are the ever enduring proof of
humanity.—Schiller.
It is the cause, not the death, that
makes the martyr.—Napoleon.
The next dreadful thing to a battle
lost is a battle won.—Wellington.
Your own reason is the only oracle
given you by Heaven.—Thomas Jef
ferson.
He is a fool who cannot be angry;
but he is a wise man who will not.—
Seneca.
Nothing can be more unphilosophical
than to be positive or dogmatical on
any subject.—Hume.
There are no perfect' women in the
world; only hypocrites exhibit no de
fects.—Nnion de Lenclos.
There is a great discovery still to be
made in literature, that of paying lit
erary men by the quantity they do not
write.—Carlyle.
Between levity and cheerfulness
there is a wide distinction; and the
mind which is most open to levity is
frequently a stranger to cheerfulness.
—Blair.
TOMBS BUILT TO LAST.
Energy of the Egyptian* Was Devoted
to Death.
To the Egyptian death was but th»
beginning of a career of adventures
and experiences compared with which
the most vivid emotions of this life
were tame. He lived with the fear of
death before his eyes. Everything
around him reminded him of that
dreadful initiation into the mysteries
of the tremendous after life for which
his present existence was but a prep
aration. His cemeteries were not hid
den away in remote suburbs; his dead
were not covered with mere grassy
mounds, or a slab or stone. The whole
land was his graveyard; its whole art
was of the mortuary. "Are there no
graves in Egypt that thou hast brought
us into the wilderness to die?" asked
the Israelites in derision, and we may
believe that Moses winced at the sar
casm. Egypt is the land of graves, and
the whole energy of the people that
could be spared from keeping life to
gether was devoted to death. The
mightiest tombs in the worid—the
pyramids—were raised upon the deaths
of multitudes of toiling slaves. The
hills were honeycombed passages and
galleries, chambers, pits, all painfully
excavated in honor of the illustrious
dead, and sculptured and painted with
elaborate skill to make them fit habi
tations for his ghost. Wherever he
looked the Egyptian beheld prepara
tions for the great turning point of
existence. The mason was squaring
blocks for the tomb chamber; the pot
ter molded images of the gods or bowls
or jars, to be placed in the grave for
the protection or refreshment of the
ka. exhausted with the ordeals of the
under world; the sculptor and painter
were at work upon the walls of the
funeral chamber, illustrating the
scenes through which the ghost was
to pass, or depicting the industrious
life of the departed. The very temples
which cluster along the levels beside
the Nile were in the hills behind. The
sacred lake, now the weedy, pictur
esque hunt of waterfowl, was then the
scene of solemn ferryings of the dead.
The temple walls were covered with
the terrors of the judgment to come.
The houses of the living, indeed, were
built of perishing mud, but the homes
of the dead made to the gods who ruled
their fate were made to last forever.
On these all the strength, the science
and the artistic skill of the ancient
Egyptians were cheerfully lavished.—
Saturday Review.
The Richest American Indian.
Although once the possessor of a
■ vast continent, the American Indians
are today a poor people. Except in a
few cases where they have separated
from the mass of their race and adopt
; ed the life of their white neighbors.
; their accumulations of property cut a
comparatively small figure in the total
wealth of the country. A rare excep
tion to the rule is found in the person
of Dr. Acland Oronhyatekha. a Cana
dian Indian, who has gained both
wealth and fame by force of his genius
and business ability. Dr. Oronhya
tekha's good fortune began in 1860, at
Brantford. Ont., when he, a lad of 19,
chanced to meet the prince of Wales,
who was then making a tour
of America. The prince was so
impressed with the brightness
of the young man that he
invited him to England and gave him
an education at Oxford university.
Oronhyatekha afterward studied medi
cine at Toronto university, graduating
therefrom in due course. He was high
ly successful as a physician, but his
best fortune came in connection with
the Ancient Order of Foresters, a fra
ternal benefit society which he organ
ized and carried to success. He lias
been the chief official of this order for
years, and is said to receive a salary
of $10,000 a year. He owns a magnifi
cent house and entertains sumptuously.
Mrs. Oronhyatekha is a great-grand
daughter of the famous chief, Joseph
Brant,who figured largely in the Indian
troubles of early days. She is a woman,
of noble character and many accom
plishments.—Leslie’s Weekly.
Proof Positive.
Walls have had ears since curiosity
began; now it seems they have eyes,
too, if we may generalize from th»
story of a contemporary. A well
known photographer of New York re
cently had his country house over
hauled. A new skylight was added,
and alterations were made in the roof.
The men took their time and did not
overwork themselves, but this did not
prevent the roofer from presenting a
bill almost as “steep” as his call
ing. When the owner of the house
expostulated, it was explained to him
that the men had to be paid for their
time, and they had spent several days
on the job. “No wonder,” said the
photographer; and then he produced
a number of snapshot photographs
representing the men on the roof of
his house as taken from the attic win
dow of an adjoining building. Some
were sitting smoking, some were read
ing newspapers, and other were lying
on thgir backs. “Why,” said the as
tonished roofer, “these are my men!”
“Exactly so.” replied the photogra
pher, “and they are earning my
money.”
One Woman's Good Work
It is not much over twenty years
since a retired San Francisco teacher
lamed Miss Austin conceived the idea
that she could make the then barren
plains of Fresno blossom like a rose
jnd bear fruit abundantly. Under the
nspifotion of that belief she began the
cultivation and curing of the raisin
grape. As a direct result of the ef
forts of that one woman Fresno coun
ty this year has profited in one indus
try alone to the extent of 11,000,000.
which is reported to be the value of
the season’s raisin-curing there. Al
most all of the other industries which
have since been developed in Fresno
county have been the indirect out
growth of the successful experiments
made by Miss Austin in raisin-making.
One of the latest developments is the
proposed construction there of a fruit
cannery to be the largest in the state
ind to serve as a substitute for the
me now existing, which gives employ
nent to 600 persons during the
'ruit-canning season.—San Francisco
Chronicle.
The pugilist makes his money hand
jver fist.
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