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RED CLOUD CHIEll
A. O. HOeHaER, Praartator.
RED CLOUD. ... NEBRASKA
Or, m Peril tt tb tartys.
A Thrilling and Romantic Story
of liovo and Adventora.
n James M. Mr.mn.L Arrnoa or -Boors
VBu,""Rshu Joe" akd
, Onoa Stories.
Copyright, J8SB, by the A. K. KtUtxjg -Vr-paper
It was a woman's cry, and rang out in
piteous terror through the aisles of the dim
A young jirl stood with her back against
the trunk of a tree, with extended hands, a
look of terror on her white, beautiful face.
At her feet lay strewn a mass of forest
flowerh, some of them partially woven into
The object of the girl's terror was, re-
vealed in the form of a man, black and licrce
looking, with busby beard, uncouth dress
and the swagger of a low-bred ruffian. He
had pushed his way suddenly into the nar
row glade occupied by the young girl, and
it was a low chuckle from his lifts that
caused her to start to her feet.
"Come here an' let me kiss ou, pretty,"
uttered the man.
Then he began to more toward her. It
was at this moment that slie gave utter
ance to the cry of alarm that opens our
The man was a stranger to Grace I'cnroy,
and his forbidding aspect quite frightened
"jer. even aside from his threatening words.
"Don't touch me, sir," pleaded Grace, in
a low voice. She was too deeply terrified
now to speak loudly or to cry out as flic had
done at the outset.
"Go fur her. Hill. I'll stand toj-er bacft.
Kiss her, and then we'll teo what3ncxt to
And then a necond man, far worse-looking
than the first, pushed into view. He
was ragued, dirty and blear-eyed, his sandy
liuir and heard not haviui; made the ac
quaintance of comb or brush .: months, ap
parently. They were certainly as ill-looking
a pair of tramis as one would meet
within a thousand miles' journey.
Grace 1 Vuroy was now too frightened to
utter a word. Her blood seemed to freeze
in her veins, and a chill stole over every
nerve, rendering her rigid and motionless
a.s a statue.
A irrunt of satisfaction fell from the lips
of the man addressed as Hill, and with a
quick stride ho stood at the side of the
A cry did come to the pallid lips, but this
only served to curago the vicious tramp.
He grated his teeth and shook hr lierccly.
111 Tarn ye," he hissed, at the same time
drawing the paralyzed girl toward hnu.
That moment was an awful one to !oor
Grace IVnroy. A fate worse than death
stared her in the fjce. She rememliered
then the prophesy of an old gipsy that the
family of I'cnroy was destined to go down
iu woe to hual extinct ion. She could see
the wrinkled, hideous lace of t lie hag proph
etess, and it took on the outlines of the
tramp's wicked countenance.
"Don't jell if you don't want to die!"
hissed the ruHl.in. drawing her, unresist
ing now, toward him. His hyeuical grin
was repulsive. His breath fanned her
check. She was ready to faint with fright
when an interruption came that was IkiUi
startling and uiioxjHVted
BjV A sullen fJmrt. awful in its distinctness.
;t "-fell on the ear of Grace l'cnnn Theclutch
"S her arm suddenly relaxed and the giant
tramp sank, limp as a dishrag. at her feeu
Grace reeled and clutched a small sapl.ng
for support. At her feet lay the ruffian,
with bhl upon hn black countenance. A
heavy object had shot from a tree-top ujwn
his head, that object now lying beside him
a short, silver-mounted riltc, tin butt of
which had done oot.lly work
The second tramp was startled.
He glanced aKut in evident alarm, but,
seeing no one. made a sudden move to seise
the rifle. He was not quick enough to ac
complish his design, however. A dark form
hot through the leaves and stood beside tho
prostrate tramp a youth of slander form,
who snatched the rifle from its resting
place and presented the muzzle at the breast
of the discomfited tramp.
"If vou don't care to die, you will move
There was a low sternucss in the voice
that was effective. Tramps are proverbially
cowards, aud this one was no exception.
He retreated suddenly, aud began to beg
" Don't stop to leg." cried tho lwy, snecr
ingly. "The country has no use for mien
vermin, and 1 had as lief shoot you as not.
Tho scoundrel waited to hear no more,
but wheeled and lied at the top of his
speed. Then the rescuer of female inuo
cence faced Grace IVnroy
He was a handsome youth of apparently
twenty. His ace was dark, his black hair
hanging in long, wavy masses to his shoul
ders. His tipper lip was adorned with a
black mustache. His dress was plain, yet
of tine cloth, and his rather small feet were
encased iu heavy shoes.
One of bis hands had a blood-stain across
it where it had been scratched by a twig.
"Miss Penroy. I believe. sani the young
mau. lifting his gray cap with a smile that
reveu)ed rvwsof even white teeth.
"Yes. sir." she answered, opening her
honest gray eyes wide with astonishment.
You are a stranger to me," she con
cluded, after a moment.
1 sup;osc so. Hut few people in and
about Stoncucld. or Lone Hollow, know
Louis Fiugal; even you never heard tho
name 1 venture to say "
"I never did until this moment," ad
mitted Grace, blushing prettily under his
'You may learn more of me in the
future," he said, leaning thoughtfully on
his handsome rifle.
"I hope so. I owe you much. Will yoa
not come to the house! Grandfather will
be pleased to see one who has befriended
bis pet grandchild. It all seems strange to
me. You were up in a tree. I do not fully
understand it even now."
She shuddered and clung more tightly t
tho sapling for support, while her honest
gray eyes regarded his handsome face
I was in the woods gunning, looking for
deer. 1 know that old hunters some
times watch a deer-trail from an ele
vated perch my brother always did, and
he was one ef the most successful Ximrods
in the West."'
'Ac-And were you perched up there watch-
.jr for a deer!" questioned innocent Grace.
""That's about the truth of it," he ad
mitted. " Cut there hasn't been a deer in thaae
woods in years," aad she laughed lor the
I must beg leave to differ with you there.
"But I know." affirmed the girL "I
have lived at Lone Hollow for years aad
VT And never taw a deer!"
V - Never" 4)
M Yet I have been here but oaeday. ad
bare seen as pretty none as I could warn to
look on. I sat entraaoed watching tat
beautiful creature, eoasauueatly
Her loaf laabea dropped, covering her
gray orbs. She bit her lip in aome caafu
aion. His full meaning dawned an bee
brain, and aha did feel aaaoyea,nd cer
tainly would have awn eCeodedaad not she
owed so mock to the youth before her.
"Never mind. Hiss Penroy," aad bis
merry laugh rang out ptfasantjy. "I did
not mean to give offense, I see that this
fellow ia stirring. Shall I bind him aad
tura him ovr to tt.e authorities for punish
ment, or do yoa prefer to overlook his
Grace regarded the fallen tramp with a
little tremor of disgust and fear.
" I I think I will not punish him farther.
If he recovers he will net forget the blow,
"Of course. We will leave bin to the
tortures of an outraged conscience," inter
rupted Fingal, lightly.
"Are yon sure that ha is not mortally
injured!" questioned tha tender-hearted
"I am sure of it. Even if he was mor
tally hurt who would weep for him!"
"He had a mother once," was Grace's
" Bo had we all," sighed Fmgal, bis light
mood vanishing suddenly. "Bat there's no
danger of harming such a fellow as this
with an ordinary thump; thoir heads are
He bent down and made a brief exami
nation. "No harm done," he said at length, com
ing to his feet. "I believe I will accompany
you home. There's one resident at Lone
Hollow whom I wish to sec."
"A friend f
"No; an enemy."
"I can not conceive of such a thing," de
clared Grace. "I am sure all the inmates of
my home are good people."
"Perhaps you don't know Lura Joyce as
well as I do."
The girl uttered the words in evident sur
prise,. "You have met Miss Joyce, have you
"Never. Wehavo been expecting her at
Lone Hollow, however. She is my cousin, I
"And she has not arrived then!" uttered
Fingal. in a disappointed tone. "1 atn
sorry, for I have a bone to pick with that
young lady. Perhaps I had best not go to
" But grandfather would be pleased to see
you," urged Grace, who was realty quite pre
possessed in the young man's favor, in spite
of the fact that he wore long hair and was
very plain spoken.
After a little reflection Fingal continued
in Grace's company, and tho two in a little
time came iu sight of a rambling stone
dwelling built upon an elevation that occu
pied the exact center of a vast basin, whose
sides were covered with trees and bushes.
AT WISE IIOLMlW.
Aa wo have said, a rambling stone man
sion loomed up on the summit of a mound
that occupied the center of an immense
basin or hollow.
The elevated land was not raised as high
as the surrounding country; on tho con
trary, tho hills about tho basin were fully
up to a line with tho highest jwint of the
roof on the dwelling in tho hollow. It was
fully a mile from tho spot where the girl
and young man stood to the farther side of
the sink beyond tho dwelling.
Tho country presented a weirdly wild ap
pcarauee, not a human habitation being vis
ible save tho stonn house in tho hollow.
A wagon road wound its way down the
side of the hill and iassed up tho elevation
past tho front of the old louse, loslug itself
beyond, but again appearing on the further
rise, cutting squarely through tho low, yet
dense growth of trees on its summit- It
would seem that Grace Penroy had wan
dered some distance from the home roof on
this quiet, cloudless summer day. It was
nothing new for her, however.
"That is Lone Hollow," uttered Fingal,
musmgly. "It is well named, that is cer
tain." " Yes, I think so," returned Grace. The
house is old, having been built by my ma
" Have you lived hero all your life!"
" Indeed, no. Wo have been here seareo
lv more than a year."
" Mother, grandfather and V
" And your father!"
" Is dead," sho answered, mournfully.
' It was an accident. A vicious horse flung
him, and neighbors found him by the road
aide dead that was two years ago."
" Yes. Where were you living then!"
The young man seemed extremely curi
ous, but Grace felt no offense. It had been
a long time since she had met one of her
own ago with whom she could talk, and so
aba indulged herself freely on tho present
We were living not far from Detroit
father's business was in that city. 7
" Indeed 1 Do you liko this lonesome
"At first 1 did not."
" 1 see. You have become accustomed to
tho solemn old place."
" Yes, in a measure."
" Do you often wander so far from home
as to-day ! It seems to mo not wholly safe
for you to do so," persisted Fingal.
"Not often. I am, however, privileged
to do as I please, I expect, when my cousin
comes, 1 shall take immense pleasure in
visiting nil the noted scenes and wild places
in tho neighborhood," declared Grace, with
no little enthusiasm.
"You tell me you havo never seen your
cousin. Certainly you do uot know that
you will like her."
"No, but then I mean to. It certainly
will be her fault if 1 do not," declared
"1 believe so myself," be returned, smil
ing iutothe pretty, flushed face of bis beau
tiful companion. "There are noted spots in
this vicinity, you tell me!"
"Many. Just a mile to the west is Hang
man's Gulch, where 'tis said one of the first
settlers was lynched for murder. Then I
have heard that not far from this hollow is
a cone where at one time old Idle Doty
secreted himself several days from his pur
suers. You see, we live in a romantic re
gion." " I should say so," agreed FingaL I " You
ought to be a poet, or an artist. Miss
Penroy, then you might immortalize tb
They walked on then, descending the bill.
following the wagon road along up the next
incline to the front door of the old mansion.
Oa the porch an old man sat smoking a
pipe. His hair was white as the driven
snow, his face smooth-shaven after the
manner of olden times. His dress was
quaint and old, and altogether be presented
the appearance of one of the revolutionary
He sat in a huge arm-chair as old aad as
quaint as himself, while at his side, lean
ing against his knee, was a heavy cane cut
lrom the native woods.
He removed his pipe when he saw the
two young people coming up the broad
graveled walk, pushing with wrinkled
fingers his glasses high upon his bald
"Eh! It's Grade, and -and. yes. by the
beard of the prophet, it's a young man!
Confound it; confound it, say! One yeaag
man is enough for a girL Haven't I tost
" Grandpa, this is Sir. FingaL He saved
my life, and I want you to thank him, as I
ca not, for the act. Sir. Fingal, Grandpa
Then Grace went in toher mother, leaving
the two gentlemen together.
" Excuse ane,' said Mr. Vendible, as ha
shook the stranger's band without rising,
l've got (he stiffness of old age in my
aad cant got ap aad down as I onea
Piasml hud ha raw carefully
I athair that steed aaar.
dad she mean! raTavr the huxzy ought'
aot to put herself in danger. I've warned
her enough, yes, I have. But there's no end
f trouble ono has with the girls, confound
'em ; yea, I say, confound 'em."
Then Mr. Yaadibla readjusted his glasses.
and petted bis cane gaatly while be resumed
Fingal explained the meaning of Grace's
words, and when he bad modestly told his
story the old man's cane fell with a mighty
crash to tha floor. Up went the glasses
once more, and the pipe was quickly removed
from bis lips.
"Confound it, confound it, f say," uttered
"It isn't really safe for a young girl to go
out unattended," asserted FingaL after a
"No, it ain't, that's a fact I've talked
till all was bine to keep Grace from running
wild in this way, but I might just aa well
talk to a fence-post, had. I'll tell you, mj
young friend, one thing," and the old man
laid bis hand on Fin gal's knee and regarded
him with a queer pucker of the gray lips,
speaking evidently in confidence, "I've tried
to have Grace marry a protector, I have."
Bach a comical look came to the old fel
low's face as to bring a smile to the lips ol
Fingal in spite of his efforts at gravity as
befitted the occasion.
"Could she do that!" queried the young
man, quickly, in order to escape being
"Could she! Could Grace Penroy marry!
Great Mahomet ! Young chap, there isn't a
gentleman in forty miles of Lone Hollow
who wouldn't jump at the chance to wed
Morgan Vendible's grandchild. She's an
heiress, my boy, an heiress to millions.
Confound it, sir, confound it, she ftafl
marry, 1 say, aad at once. I want this
trouble off my mind. This looking after
one girl is a torment, and to think another
Is coming. It'll be pandemonium hero alter
that; yes, pandemonium, say."
Th3 Did man groaned, jammed his glasses
once more over his eyes, resumed his pipe
and began smoking furiously.
Fin gal, felt that lie bad found an original,
and was immensely pleased.
"I suppose," he ventured, "that Miss
Penroy has suitors in plenty, then!"
"Suitors! Young man, why shouldn't
she have! Fortune hunters, though, the
most of 'cm; devilish fortune hunters, and
I'll have none of 'em, none of 'cm, say,
" Isn't thcro one you approve!"
"Yes, there is ona"
Puff puff puff. "
Fiugal waited some moments for the old
man to proceed. He seemed in no hurry to
speak, so the youth broke the silence with:
"Tho gentleman whom you approve is"
" Captain Starbright."
Then the old man removed his pipe and
caressed his companion's knee tenderly.
" You never saw the captain, sir!"
" I never did."
"A gentleman, every inch of him; one of
the old school. You could hang your soul
on his honor and it would be safe, sir,
utterly safe, say."
"And Miss Penroy 1"
"Oh, she hkes him well enough, of
course, but she's a li'.tle backward about
acknowledging it. That's natural, you
know, perfectly natural. Girls of to-day
are so timid."
" To me Grace Penroy seems quite brave,
"Eh! Does she! So you've taken the
pains to notice, have you !" and the old man
shoved up his glasses aud eyed his visitor
from foot to head sharply. Doubtless ho
was wondering if this new-comer was to put
in a claim as one of his granddaughter's
suitors. The young fellow seemed danger
ously handsome, to say the least, and at the
end of his examination the old man frowned.
Iteforo ho could speak again the sound of
wheels fell on the ear.s of the twain. Grace
came out on the steps as a rumbling stage
coach halted, with steaming horses, at the
gate. A heavy trunk was "dumped" from
the rear of the vehicle, and then the driver
cracked his whip Mid the coach relied on.
No one had alighted, and Grace gave ex
pression to her surprise in words:
"I wonder why she did not come. It's too
late now too ask the driver, i supiose. That
must bo my cousin's trunk "
"1 don't think it is too late," uttered Fin
gal, springing up and hastening in pursuit
of tho stage. He was fleet of foot, aud soon
overtook the lumbering vehicle.
"The gal '11 come to'ards night," said
Jehu, In answer to Fingal's question.
"Yaas, the chist was hern. 8he'll be along
with a private rig, 1 was told."
And Fingal brought this information back
to Grace and her grandfather.
"I'd a pesky sight rather she'd stay away
altogether," grunted tho old man.
" ay, grandpa!" cried Grace.
" had, though. Her mother was the
worst femalo I ever saw. She'd a cata
mount temper, and gave poor Jonas, her
husband, no end of trouble. If Lura's any
like her mother 1 want none of her. May be,
though, she's like meek Jonas. If so, it
wouldn't take much of a hand te manage
"Grandpa, remember, that Lura hasn't
any father or mother now, and that we must
bo kind to the orphan."
"Yes, yes, that's true. Grade. We'll b
kind to her, aad she shall have half my fort
uuo if sho behaves herself, say that and
I mean it, do "
The old man had various moods. At oni
time he seemed harsh aud stern, while per
baps the next minute he would bo all syra
pathy aud compassion. He had one soft
spot and that was iovo for his grand
Fingal excused himself and was about t
depart, when Mr. Vandible said, suddenly:
"Boy, I haven't settled with you foi
smashing the head of the tramp who in
suited Grade. How much do I owe youl
Xama your own price now. Don't be bash
ful : I can pay any amount from a dollar uj
Id aauluoa. I can."
The old man drew a well-filled wallet
from his pocket and proceeded to open H
with pompous deliberation.
"Why. grandpa!" exclaimed Grace,
shocked at the practicality of the old gentle
man. But Fingal received the offer in good
"Don't trouble yourself. Mr. Vaadibie,"
he said, with a laugh. "I may crave your
hospitality on more than one occasion,
which, coupled with a friendly smile from
Miss Grace, will be ample reward."
"Yes, yes; but, confound it, that's just
what I don't want. The girl's got more
youngsters hinging round her now thaa
she can manage."
"Granapa, why will yon "
"Stop! stop! stop!" commanded the old
man, thumping the boards with his cane.
He leaked very angry, aad poor Grace wan
osmntetely crushed. She dared say no
more, and with a parting word Fingal
"High-strung young buck," muttered tha
old man. after the youn hunter was gone.
"Grandpa." protested the girL "you have
offended the gentleman. I am sure he wi3
never come here again."
"That's exactly right," chuckled Mr.
Vandible, resuming his pipe. "I don't
want him hanging and dangling arouad.
There's that impudent Austin Weutsrord
'11 have to travel the next time 1 see him.
To think of a rtrl havinr OVrw lovers. It's
rperTectly awful, outrageous, wicked, repre
hensible and indelicate I say. Haven 1 1
toldjsau that Clinton Starbright was the
one I approved of, aad the aae yea must
raan You know I have, veu huzzy, aad
Idoa't want any hack talk, either, remam
Again the old man's can made the fioar
jar with its owner's emphatic earnestness.
Grace knew the aid man's moods full welL
As for back talk, she once indulged in it,
but of late bn-1 been wise enough to refrain.
She walked calmly into the hesae aad seat
one of the men servants to brteg te the
trunk that the stag had deposited at the
i fro aa cowrnrcsa.1
tir W- J
MMtt--Pns aMfr waata
OUR OWN GENERATION.
Dr. Talmaf on tha Duty of Oarim
For tha Praaont.
Yfce Daty f Nerving Omr Own CeaeraUea
Keasesatwrlng the Poor The Battla
JTor Bread The lasportaaee at
In a recent sermon at Brooklyn Dr. Tel
mage took for bis subject "Our Own Gen
eratioa," and his text was from Acts xliL
16: "David, afttr be bad served his own
generation by tbe will of God, fell on
sleep." He said:
That is a text which for a long time has
been running through my mind, but aot
antil now has it been lully revealed to me.
Sermons have a time to be born as well aa
a time to die, a cradle as well aa a grave.
David, cowboy and tone "linger and
writer and prophet, did his best for the
people of his time and then went and laid
down on the southern hill of Jerusalem in
that sound slumber which nothing but an
arcbangelic blast can startle, "David,
after be had served his own generation by
Us will of God, fell on sleep."
It was his own generation that he had
served; that in, the people living at the
time be lived. And have you ever thought
that our responsibilities are chitfly with
tbe people now walking abreast of us.
Tbe fact is that you and I will have to
start very soon for our work or it will be
ironical aud sarcastic for any one after
our exit to say of us, as it was said of
David, "after be bad served bis own gen
eration by the will of God, be fell on
Well, now, let us look around earnestly,
prayerfully and in a common sense way
and see what we can do for our own gen
eration. First of all lt us see to it that,
as far as we can, they have enough to eat.
The human body is so constituted that
three timo- a day the body needs food as
much as a lamp nerds oil, an much a a
locomotive need fuel. To meet this want
God has girdled the earth with apple or
onards, orange groves, wheat fields and
)Ceans full ut fib and prairies full of cat
tle. And notwithstanding this, I will un
dertake to say that the vast majority of
tho human family are suffering either
for lack of fond or tbe right kind of food.
Our civilization is all askew on this tub
ject and God can only set it-right.
Many of the greatest estates of to-day
have been built out of the blood and bones
of the unrequited toilers. In olden times,
for the building of forts and towers, tbe
inhabitants of Ispahan had to contribute
70,000 human skulls and Bagdad H0,(Xi0
human skulls and that number of people
were slain so as to furnith the skulls. Out
the two contributions added together
made only 100,000 skulls, while into the
tower of the world's wealth and pomp and
magnificence have leen wrought the
skeletons of uncounted numher of the
half fed populations of the earth, millions
Don't sit down at your table with five or
six courses of abundant supply and think
nothing of that fnmily in the next street
who would take any one of those live
courses between soup and almond nuts
and feol they were in Heaven. The lack of
the right kind of food is the cau.s? of much
of thedrunkennes-i. After drinking what
many of our grocers call coffee, sweetened
with what many call sugar, and eating
what many of our Lutchers call meat, and
chewing what mnuy of our bakers call
bread, many of the hilKiring classes fee! so
miserably they are tempted to put into
their nasty pip what the tobacconist
calls tobacco, or go Into the drinking
saloons for what the rum sellers call beer.
Good eotrce would do much in driving
out bail rum. Adulteration of food has
got to be an evil agninst which nil the
health otlicers mid nil the doctors and
all tho ministers and all the reformers and
all the Christians need to et themselves
in battle array. How can we serve our
generation with enough to ral By sit
ting down in embroidered slippers and
lounging linek in un arm chair, our mouth
puckered up mound a llnvaun of the best
brand and through clouds of luxuriant
smoke rending nlout oliticnl economy
and the philosophy of strikes? No! No!
By finding out who in Brooklyn has been
living on gristle and lending them a ten
derloin beefsteak. Keek out some family
who through sickness or conjunction of
misfortune hnve not enough to eat and do
for tbem what Christ did for the hungry
multitudes for Asia Minor, multiplying
the loaves and fishes. Let us ipiit the sur
feiting of ourselves until we can not chake
down another crumb of cake and begin
the supply of others' necessities.
We often see on a small scale a reckless
nes about the welfare of other which a
gieat warrior expressed on a large scale,
when bis officers weie diosuoding him
from a certain campaign, saying: "'It
would cost two hundred thousand lives."
replying with a diabolism that can never
b forgotten, "What are two hundred
thousand live to me?"
Ko fsr from helping appease tbe world's
hunger, theie ara those whom Itaiab de
scribes as grinding tbe faces of tbe poor.
Yon havj seen a farmer or a mechanic put
a scythe or an axe on a grindstone, while
some one was turning it round and round,
and the man holding the axe bore oa it
harder white the water dropped from tbe
grindstoue, and tbe edge of the axe from
being round and dull, got keener and
keener, and tha mechanic lifted tbe axe
glistening and sharp and with edge so
keen be must caatiously run his finger
along lest while examining the implement
he cut bis band to tbe bone. 8o I have
seen men who were put against tbe grind
stone of hardship, and while one turned
tbe crank another would press tbe un
fortunate harder down and harder down
untit he was ground away thinner and
thinner and thinner, bis comforts tbioner,
his prospects thinner and bis face thinaer.
Aad Isaiah shrieks out: "What mean ye
that ye grind the faces of the poor!" it
is an awful thing to he hungry. It is an
easy thing for as to be in a good humor
with all tbe world when we have no lack.
Bat let hunger take full possession of us
aad we would all turn into barbarians aad
cannibals and fiends.
I am glad to know tbat th time is com
ing, Goi hasten it, when every family in
the round world will sit down at a full
table, and it will be only a qnestioa be
tween lamb and venison, or between part
ridge aad email oa toast, aad out of speaaa
mad out of Nevada silver or California
gold tbe pastry will drop on tongues
thrilling with thankfulness becnase tbey
have full enough. I have ao idea God ie
golag to let the human race stay ta Hi
present predicament. If the world winds
up as it now is it will be aa awfal failure
of a world. Tbe barren place wilt be Ir
rigated. The poaologists. helped of God,
will urge on tbe fruits. The botanists, in
spired cf tbe Lord, will help oa the gar
dens. The raisers of stock will avad
enough animals fit for human food te the
markets, aad the last earthquake that
reads the world will apeet a bsaquetiag
table at which are seated tb eatire humaa
race. Meanwhile, suppose that eaa ef
the eaercy that we are expeadiag ia use
less aad unavailing talk about the bread
eptestioa hou!d be expended in merciful
I have read that the battlefield an which
mats troops met than oa any other la tha
world's bUtorr was the battleaeid ef
Leipsic-ia3.au) man under Napoleoa. 3H.
ft ma under Schwarsberg. Ko, aa. The
giuateet aad moat terrific battl is now bo-
t all tha world over. M is tha
far feed. The ground taw ef tha
m aa af the greet
aa aha Kiag red 1
DoDulace ef Vienna
through and tbey she Ms d, "Bread. Orre
us broad!'' Aad all through tha great
harmonies of musical academy aad cata
dral I hear tha pathos, tha ground toaa,
tha tragedy af uncounted multitudes, who
with streaming eyes aad waa cheeks aad
broken hearts ia baaU of taemslvrs aad
their families are pleading for bread.
Let us take another look arouad to
how we may sew our geaeration. Let
as se as far as possllle that tbey have
eaouch to wear. God looks oa tb human
race aad knows just how many inhabitants
tb world baa. Tb statistics of tb
world's population ar carefully taken ia
civilx-d lands, aad every fw years of
ficers of government go through the land
and count bow many people there are in
th United States or England aud great
accuracy is reached. But when people
tell us bow many inhab tants taer ar in
Asia or Africa, at best it mast b a wild
guess. Yet God knows tb xact number
of peopl on our planet and he has made
enough apparel for each, an 1 if ther be
fifteen hundred million, fifteen thousand,
fifteen hundred and fifteen people, then
there ! enough apparel for fifteen hun
dred million, fifteen thousand, tiftn
hundred and fifteen. Not souchv appar!,
not ragged apparel, not insufficient ap
parel. hat appropriate appareL At least two
suits for every being oa the artb,a summer
suit and a winter suit. A good palrof shoes
for every living niorteL A good coat, a
good bat or a good bonnet and a good
shawl, and a complete masculine or fem
inine outfit of apparel. A wardrobe for
all nations adapted to all climes, and not
a string or a button or a pin or a hook or
an eye waatiug. Bat, alas ! wber are tbe
good clothes for three-fourths of tb
human race? Tbe other one-fourth hav
appropriated tbem. Tbe fact Is. there
needs to be and will be a redistribution.
Not by ansrebistic violence. If outlawry
had its way. it would rend and tear and
diminish until instead of three-fourths of
the world not properly attired. four-fourths
would bs in rags. 1 will let you know
how tb redistribution will take place.
By generosity on the part of those who
have a surplus and Increased industry on
tb part of those suflVrlug from deficit
Not all, but tb large majority of cases of
poverty in this country are a result of idle
ness or drunkenness, either on tbe part of
the present sufferers or their ancestors.
Ia most cases tbe rum jug is the maelstrom
tbat bss swallowed down the livelihood
of those who are in rags. But things will
change, and by generosity on the part of
tbe crowdeJ wardrolws, and industry and
sobriety on the part of the empty ward
robes there will be enough for all to wear.
God has done his part toward the dressing
of the human race. He grows a surplus of
wool on the sheep's back, and flocks roam
the mountains and valleys with a burden
of warmth intended for transference for
human comfort, when the shuttles of the
factories reaching all the way f rem tb
Cnattahoocbie to tbe Merrimac shall hav
(.pun and woven it. And here comes forth
the Hock- mountain goat and the cash
mere aud tbe beaver. Hero are the merino
sheep their origin traces back to the flocks
of Abrahamic and Dnvldic times. In
white letters of snowy fleece, God has leen
writing for a thousand years His wish that
there might be warmth for all nations.
While others aio discussing the effect of
high or low tariff or no tariff at all on
wool, you and 1 bad batter see if in our
wardrobes we have nothing that we can
spare for the shivering, or pick out some
poor lad of the street and take him down
to a clothing store and tit him out lor the
m inter. Don't think tbat God has for
gotten to tend ice and snow, because of
this wonderfully mild January aud Felmi
nry. We shall yet have deep snow and so
much frost on the window pane that iu tbe
morning you ran not see through It; aud
whole flocks of blizzards, for God long ago
declared that winter as well as summer
should not coae, and between this and
the spring crocus we may all have reason
to crv out with the psalmist: "Who can
stand t afore His cold?"
Again, let us look around anil se how
we may serve our generation. What short
sighted mortals we would be if we were
anxious to clothe and feed only tbe most
insignificant part of a man. namely, his
Ii.hIv, while we put forth no effort to clothe
ond feed and save his soul. Time is a lit
tle piece broken off a great etornlty. What
are we doing for the souls of this present
generation? Let ms say it is a generation
worth saving. Most magnificent men and
women are in it- We make a great ado
about the improvements in navigation and
locomotion and in art and machinery. W
remark what wonders of telegraph and
telephone and stethoscope. What improve
ment Is electric light over a tallow can
dle! But all these improvements ar In
significant compared with tb improve
ment In the bumuau race. In olden
times, once in a while a great and
good man or woman would com up and
the world has made a great fuss about it
ever since, but now ther are so numerous
we scarcely speak almut tbem. We put a
baloabout the poplof the past, butl think
if the times demanded tbem it wonld h
found we have now living la this year
lsW. fifty Martin Lutbera, fifty George
Washington, fifty Lady Huntlngtons. fifty
Elisabeth Fry a During our civil war
more splendid warriors in North aad South
were developed in four yars than tb
whole world developed In the previous
twenty years. I challenge tbe 4 0X years
before tb flood and tb lgbtn centuries
after tb flood to show me the equal of
charity on a large seal of George Fee
body. This generation of ssen and women
is more worth saving thaa aay of tb 190
generations tbat bare passed off.
Bat wber shall we begin? With, our
selves. That is tb pillar f rota which w
must start. Frescott, tb bliad historian,
tells us bow Pizarro saved his army for
tb rigbt when tbey wer aboet drting
him. With his sword h mad a long
mark on the ground. H said: "My mn,
oa tb north aid ara desortioa aad death,
oa tb south side ts victory; oa the north
side Panama aad poverty, oa the south
side Peru with all its riches. Choo for
Toarsalves; for my part I go ta the south. w
Stopping across the liae oa by on, bis
troops followed and finally his whole army.
Tb sword of God's truth draws the divid
ing line to-day. Oa oa side af it ar sin
aad rata aad data, oa ta othr side a'
pardon aad usefulness aad aappiaess aad
Hava Tea cross from tb wreegsid
to the rigbt sid and your family will
crass with yoa aad your frieast aad
your associataa. Tb way you go they will
go. If we ar aot saved, wa will never
save aay on fee. How to get saved? Be
willing to accept Christ, aad then areepu
Htm instantaneously aad forever. us oa
the rock first aad tbea you will he ah! to
help others upon the sans rock. Mea aad
women have beea savd auicker thaa I
have bean talking about it What,witbaat
a pray? Yes. What without teas to
deliberately think it over? Yes; believe.
That is alL BalWv what? That Jswas
died to save, yea f ram sa aad death aad
helL Will you? D yea? Tea have.
Seme thing make ma talak yea have.
Stew light has com lato veur coaatvrnaacea.
Welcome! Wslmjsns! Mail! Mali: Save
yaurslvoa hew ara yea geiag to saved
ethers? By testimony. TU It to year
family. Tell it ta your basis sas aasaeiaton,
Tall It everywhere- W will successfully
preach no mora ratigioa aad will
fairy talk a more religion thaa
The BMstaf that which yoa do to baaefit
ta seals af thin ganaratiea, you will offset
through- your own behavior. Ga
aad that will iaiuee others to ge
Go right, aaw that will testae etaa
right. Wan ah great eaatonalal
te Pai!ad.aia, ta
sjasvataa anas ap aahung an ircsnvu a
iT-jithirmij iisHliip 111 Tif isisjis
waa a mam af atewrM.tTm Ti sas
at aad amatevma !, ahm
foal Ilk a rtarad pradlflaL
Tw,ty yuafuagu I waat Wet aad iato a
rgioa waar w had ao Sabbath, but to
day aid memories com back to aw, aad I
rsmssrbrr what my glorified mother taught
m about keepiag Saadav. and I sm to
har br vole agala aad fl as I did when
vry evening I knelt by her sld in prayer.
Gentlemen, I vote for tb observance of
tb Christina Sabbath." Aad b cerrlea
vrv taiar by storm, aad wba ta ques
tion was put "Shall w opa the exhibition
oa ntDDSui; is was ubhisi uii'
"No," "No." What
doe right, boldly
on man can do if a
What If w could gt this who! genera
tion saved! These people who are living
with us the same year and amid the sam
stupendous events and flying toward tha
future swifter than eagles to their prey.
W eaa not stop. Tbey can not stop. W
think w can stop. W say: "Com now.
nay friend, lt us stop ni discuss mis
subject." but we ao not stop, i.e yeer,
acei no stop, in umj " j
hour does not stop. Tbe yar is a great
wheel and thr is a band oa that wheel
tbat kef it revolving, and as the wheel '
turns, it turns Zt smaller wheals, which
ar the davs. and then each of these SCS
wheels turn twenty-four (.mailer wheels
which are the hours, and thee twenty
four smaller wbswls turn sixty smaber
wheels, which ar the minutes, and these
sixty smaller wheels turn sixty
still more smaller whewis, which ar
tb seconds, and tbey keep roiling-, rolling,
rolling, mounting, mounting, mouuting,
and swiftening, swiftening, swlfteulng.
O, God! If oar generation is going Ilk
that and w ar going with them, waken
us to tbs short but tremendous opportunity.
1 confess to you tbat my one wish is to
serve this generation not to antagonize it, ,
not to damage it, not to rule It, Imt to
serve it- I wuum use lo ao someiumg
towards helping unstrap IU load, to stop
its tears, to balsam its wounds and to in- (
due it to put foot on tbe upward road .
tbat baa aa Its terminus, acclamation
rapturous and gates pearllne, and garlands
amaranthine and fountains rainbowrd
and dominions eathrowned and coroneteil,
for 1 can not forget that lullaby In the j
closing words of my text: "David, alter
be had served bis own generation by tb
will of God. fell on sleep "
And what a lovely sleep it was! Un
filial Absalom did not trouble it. Amhi-
tious Adouljah did not worry it. i'er.e- i tnij0! tunny now forms, but all aru long
CU.ln,KuU"!:Kn5.ltTrrOWlt'K Kx,VlVl enough to completely cover the fact
not fill it with nightmare. Since a red- , .
beaded bov amid bis father's flocks at
night he had not had such a good sleep.
At seventy vears of bkd he lav down to i
it. He has bail many a troubled sleep, as '
in the caverns of Adullnmor In the palac I
at tb time bis enemies were attempting j
his capture. Hut this was a peaceful,
aleep aoa m sleep, a restful sleep, a glori-
ousalerp. "After h had srvrd his gen- .
ration by tbe Mill of GU be fell on
sleep." O, what a good thing Is sleep after
a hard day's work ! It takes all the achtng
out of the head aud all the weariness out
nf tbelimbs and all the smarting out if
the eyes. From it we risa In the
mornlriK and It is a new world. And
If we, like David, serve our generation. sr
will at life's close have most desirable and
refreshing sleep. In it will vanish our last
fatigue of body, our last snrruw of suuL
Away with all your gloomy tnlk about
departure from this world. If w bat
served our generation It will not ! put
ting out into the breakers, it will uot In-ttn
tight with the King of Terrors; it will l.st
going to sleep. A friend writing me from
Illinois says that Kev. Dr. M lngat, pres
ident of Wake Forest Colbge, North Car
olina, after a most u.efui llfe found his
l..f iImw An aartli hi III, ttlll,st flair, anrl
that in his last moments te seetued to b- , k'owrn N velvet of two colors. wy black
personally talking with Christ, as friend . nnd emerald grvvti. or gmv and coral
with friend, saying: "O. how delightful ( r:l, with rich gold pn-iMmcntcrics or
It is. I knew you would be with m when . ;h roinr. vkP. cuffs nnd pocket-,
the time came, an 1 I knew it would ! J ," m . .
sweet, but I did not know it would I- ! yoke of passomnnWlo aro tho
as sweet as It Is." The fact was, he had . only trimmings sown on tho new ao
erved his generation in the gospel m n-( cordion-plalted cloaks. Over this is
Istrv. and bv the will of God he fell
lit tho museum of Grennwich Hoipltal,
England, there is a fragment of a bok
that was found in the Arctic regions am d
tho relics of Sir John Franklin, who hud
perished amid the snow ami ic and the
leaf of that piece of n look wm turned
down at the words: "Whn thou psset
through the waters I will bj with thee."
Having served his generation in the rause
of science and discovery by the will of
God. he fell on sleep.
Why will you keep us all so nervous
talking about that wh eti is only a dormi
tory and a pillowed slumber, canopied by
angels' wings? Kp! Transporting
sleep! And what a glorious awakening.
You aud I bav sometime been thorough
ly bewildered after a loag and fatiguing
journey; w hav stopped at a friend's
bouse for tb night, and after hours of
complete unconsciousness w have opened
our ya, tb bigh risen sun full
in our faces, and before w could
fully collect our faculties. bar
said: "Whr am I; who boas is
this, and who ar these gardeas?" Aad
then It has flashed upon us In glad reality.
And I should aot ndr tf. after w hav
served our generation aad. by tha will of
God, fallen on aleep. tb dp sleep, th
restful sleep, w should awak in blissful
bewilderment aad for a llttl whit v:
-Wber am 1 What plac is this Who
bung this upholstery What fount! as ar
tho tossing in th light Why, this looks
Ilk Heaven! It is. It is. Why. ther is a
building grander than all th castle of
earth bavd into a mountain f sp!ador.
that must I th palac of Jos.
And look ther at tho walls l!nd with
a foliag mar beautiful thaa aay thing I
varsaw before, aad tho who ar
walking dowa tho aisles of verdure.
Prom what I hav beard of tam tho twe
arm in arm mast b Mo and Joshua,
him of If oaat Siaal and blm of th halting
sua over Ajalass. Aad tho two walking
arm ia arm must a John aad Past th
oa so gentl aad th othr ao mighty.
Aad ta two with th rob a brill last
as thoagh mad out of th coold ot? lass
of martyrdom mast b Jeaa Hues aad
"Bat I must aot look aay loagar at the
gardens cf beauty, bat examine this behd
ing ia which I hav jat ewakea-4. 1
leek out ef th wiadow this way aad thai
aad up aad dowa aad f nd that it la a ansa
sia f laaawas sis la which I am stop
piag. At! it wiadews f agat aad it
coloaaad of porphyry aad als barter.
Why, I woaw if tai I aot ta of
maay maasioa' cf which I ad to read!
It ia.it is. Tbr mast U maay of my kia
drd aad trie is la tula very asaaaloa.
Hark! who ar tha vote, wheat
ar tho beuadlag ft; I open th
dar aad , aad Ie! tay ar eosai.
through all th corridor aad up aad aowa
all ta stairs, r long ehat slrd.
Why, thr is father, ther 1c santar.
mmr ar th ehUdrsa, All asst? agala.
Ally seat again. All f a tegthr agala.
Aad a ww sMhraia each sr with Mm
cry. 5vr mor a fartT ta at this.
th alcoves, th hallways et and r
a ta war, Svr mr t tart.
5vr mor te part,' The ear grad
friday: Coa eat with a aad saw
.' Aad seen af teaa haasims
f a aad seas fthm akaalsa
biaii a wa start 4om th ivory stair
wap. Aad w snawt rrmmg up aa of m
Cage of aaewat Urmi. t niwast sasan
tatara. hat haviag a rwaamaaat radiant
wma at ahss a' a
Icrywt: 'Wh I a aad ah
Tata 1 ta ar an last af aS
ta IDag f IsrswL kk David, waaafam
ate gsawatisa by tha whU
af MI aa
had - ate iwinw tha w taere wa a ga asm cf aaa
FANCIES OF FASHIOI.
a Krr IVady
A Dlrectoire iWlugot- la aa dlScult
to make at aa a tailar gowa.
Double tdveIuabcoma U lead
ing feature In long mantle.
Card ca.se of embossed elWer and
cbjusrd gold are again la faror.
rlowcr garniture nra ngnta in xavor
fop jow.npCjtt cveolujr g-
I I-argx silver belt buckle are worn
1 with wide ribbon and velvet beiU.
The "be-bo waist Ut Un rtrni J "
Directory and Kmplre bodices.
Black lacs? prince drce com
among lata l:njortatlnn of Pari
The Kmplre ah Is th- prominent
frrturv in the stylo of tho moment.
,mo 0j lnc Utfwrt woolen gown
Juf. . ud Virvi:lorj
Jersey are now manufactured ia
every color, with, draught or cbes
The big. bewildering-. p!cturtquo
hat on a common-place, uaploturvaque
girl is a sorry sight.
Yellow rrtnaln tb most popular
color for aosh curtains and i!rnrrios
for glass doors and light portlerv.
In addition to thr tea gown we now
hnve morning, house, afternoon, and
runt in co and violin gowns.
Tho long clonk with long. losc
slervcs. over another pair that St tho
arm. Uthe favorite wrap of the caon.
Nettle" and "box" am tho two
latot shades of green. Tho French
call theo two shades ortse" and
One of tho prettiest novelties of th-i
ballroom are shoes of whit Wld alth
chased metal hcole of silver or gold
Tho long, slender, silver-headed
walking stick grows iu the fhionabl'
fnvor of vouu
" women who acct
The long vail
grow in favor. It
and drapo the throat.
Thickly plaited ruches of pinked
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UK, oalieti cmcorvsu uj i.- vnu..
nrv mniie to irnu mo whwhi ut uim
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tlubd turbans of gaure. nre agnln In
fashion for dressy toilet at home rr
captions, the opera and dinner pnrtle-.
Thotlolin gown is made with a full
ftraight skirt, n loo round walt
Kinded with a sling sah of ioft folds
niul the slesjsea arw loose puffs to tho
The rhort jacket with a fur collnr
und cuffs and l.nj'l lined with fur
thrown buck from tbe walatcont Is af
fected by rtyllsh young wninii. mar
ried mid single.
KiishloMiblo women assert their tas'.o
for wnlklng in wool attin Instead of
i!k by wimrtng felt hats trimmed with
wool braids mul pinked cloth bauds
A favorite combination for n ta
orn in the cold vet weather a points!
should, r cape or a collar of some rich
(ireen is frequently combined with
blue, but to do this ucresfiilly thcro
must ! a decided difference In tho
depth of tho two colors. If tho blue ia
pale the green must l dep. and vlco
versa, nnd. in fact, thl rule hold" iod
for all inharmonious color combina
tions. Klack armure, moire and SIcilllonno
am the silks that an worn for accontl
or light mourning by tho ladle who
go to receptions and receive t home.
The correct neckwear with such
dressca Is plaited black crepo llsj or
plain black uet and black replx-d or
Ono of th latent us- to which o
trirh plume are applied is U form
two long onea Into a brrtlw around
the V neck of an evening gown. A
handsome diamond or "Parisian nor
city' jewelled pin or brooch la uaod Ut
la-stcn ths two feathers at the bottom
of the V In front of thn bodice.
White India silk gowns, with IHrec
lory Rnvers and broad Empire h of
violets or heliotrope velvet, are much
worn this seaaoa by debutante at th
opera, or for dinner, or "at borne
evenings. The correct corsage bou
quet for such gown ar hunche of
Parma violet, mingled with heliotrope).
In some dree the petticoat I of a
contrasting color, but It I only re
vealcdwhea the draperie are lifted by
tbe breeze or the action of the wearer
when walking: it reappear, of court,
in the narrow waistcoat and the llniftg
of tbe dep pocket Sap, tha rtvers.
the?" cuffs and collar ef the gown. JWsn
time the IHrertoirv sash or belt of
such a gown la lined and piped with
the color of the petticoat.
Among ms sash curtain and drapery
stuffs found !n the upholstery d'part
mesU of tbe larg dry goods store,
are printed French nainsooks that
Imitate the colore! China silk draporiew
used for such purposes. The Calah I
silken aad tb coloring sad d4ga
precis!? like the ilk stuffs, bet tfe
prk U only Aft cents th yard
With the aad ether drapery stuff at
3-h low price it I c8panoab ta
leave on' room bar aad open doors
aad kalie uncartainesi. N. T Sua.
Prea richer raVrsrt JsVdJc! (la a
hospital My pve frWad, ! Wcrye
set with a brrrihm arcldewt oa taw
railroad, aear Smith' Cr4g.
rntSamt Y; I was throw tfty f.
aad give sj tor dead.
"So I heard; and waea ja rrstaaa
CBcktifss vera were gnxSag i
big rack w&kfc centals! aa aiier
taaemstat ef my temaea femcr."
"Well, yea have ae
ftWjaaaef death, aad 1
far a .atIMiaL-S, T. Waaklj-
aha artist says.
ay ahearraf an
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