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ISNE HOLLOW;
Or, The Peril of tbe Penroys.
JV Thrilling and Romantic Btory,
of Lovo and Advaajtura,
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By JAMES M. MEBWXX ATTTHOStor M
Bill," "Fisnr.it Jon" ami
Other Stories.
iCopyrlgU, jssj, bj the A. X. K'dlojg Xewe
paptr Company.'
CHAPTER II. CONTINUED.
In the meantime Fingal walked with a
swift stride dotrn the incline, and soon
stood in the very bottom of the hollow, with
the roof of the old stone house looming up,
gray and grand as some old Rdman pile of
antiquity in the distance.
Here pausing, he dropped the breach of
hU light "Winchester rifle to the turf and
glanced back at the rambling stone building
above.
"Lono Hollow," he muttered, slowly.
"Well named, indeed. It's a lonely place
enough, that's true. I've found the dove
and the cote, now for the hawk who would
despoil it all. I thought to meet him here.
I wonder if that assault on Grace in the
woods was a part of the plot. Patience,
fond heart, wo shall sec. Ha! I hear
wheels. I wonder who comes now. There
can be but little travel on this road aside
from the Stonrflcld stage."
Stepping aside the j'oung man waited
in the shadow of a. bush until a light
vehicle, drawn by a span of grays, came
opnositc.
"One moment, sir," called Fingal to the
single nceujiant, a dark, handsome gentle
man, lifting his cap. '-Thin is for you, I be
lieve." As the vehicle came to a halt Fingal
pressed a folded note into the traveler's
hand; thou, without a word, strode swiftly
away. .As may bo supposed, the ccntlcman
in the vehicle was mystified at the strange
proceeding.
CHAPTER 1IL
" "i hate von!'
The gentleman allowed his horses to walk
slowly up the incline while he opened and
read the note.
"Caitain Stakiiuigiit An eagle watches
the hawk who hovers about the dove-cote.
There is such a thine as diamond cutting
diamond. Itewaro how you press the .in
famous plot you have concocted to ucon
elusion. 1 warn 3 cm that you can not suc
ceed, and that unless you. desist a hemp
cravat may bo your jxirtion. Justice."'
A frown mounted the brows of the Cap
tain when ho had iinished reading. lie
crumpled the note in his hand, and was
about to tear it to f ragnients, when a sud
den thought seemed to strike htm. He
-.prcad out the pajier caretully, then folded
and thrust it into his pocket.
A J "That ha of paper may be of use to me
"' in the future, he muttered, with a clinch
ing of white tci-th.
I'cforo the house he halted, leajnul to the
ground and proceeded to ojk-n the gate. He
lifted his hat to Mr. Vaudible, who yet sat
T?n the broad porch, just adding a new
'-rge to his honest old pipe. y
" I am glad to see you, Captain," cried
Jie cracked voice of.tkorold man. "JMt
lei JTSam to put out your horses. I want
;-to stop for a day at least. ill you do
itJl"
1 have hardly the time," returned the
Y.Bptam.
" Hut : a favor to me! "
As a favor to you, my dear Vaudible, I
will remain," declared the Captain, who
had all along contemplated tins very thing,
'ven without an invitation.
&i:n. the colored stable-boy, was sent to
look alter the Captain's horses, while the
Captain himself occupied a chair beside the
venerable proprietorof I,one Hollow.
For an hour the two conversed, then Cap
tain Starbri;;lit went in to look for Grace
I Viiroy He found her in a cozy room iu one
wins of the old hou-e, a bit of work in her
lap, her fct renting on a hassock, with a
huge cat crouching near, purring softly. It
was a pleasant home scene, atid tin) gallant
Captain paused and gaaed through the half
open door with a queer smile on his dark
face
Grace Pen "oy presented a picture of the
most oMHiisito loveliness ju"t then. The
contour of her face was almost perfect, and
a delicate, rose tint in the smooth, soft
ciieeic. noiiooproiiouneel, while a mass or
trolden hair fell away in abundant waves to
her shoulders. Evidently she was n6t just
now expecting ei'iiipany, and the step in
the corridor without caused her to look up
with a start.
I hope I'm not intruding, Grace," said
Captain Sturbright. pausimi on the thresh
old. She regarded him a trille fearfully, as he
sto.nl framed in tLe doorway, jho picturcof
a handsome man.
Tall, straight as an arrow, with a .dark
faee, hervy mustache, black ojos and in
sinuating smile, he was what mot women
would denominate handsome, lie dressed
richly, sporting a diamond stud, the most
immaculate hucu, and the latest style of
tie. Fascinating he certainly was. VmV'.
of the gentler soa could resist his advances.
T'p to the present tune, however, Graci)
Penroy mig'ot be counted among the fexf.
It might be that the honest faceoT a
young mechanic frjm Stoivlield, a town
wan ten mile awav. had something to tlo
with tho feelings of indifference towanH
Captain JMarhnsnt that animated the
breast of Vand.ble's heiress.
Mr. Starbright hesitated but a momeat
on the ihre-bold of tho room, tlwn entered
and htood over the pretty girl in the sew
in g-chair.
Bu-yas a tke." he said, laughing. "You
would make a wife lit for a mechanic, so
indm-tnous aro yon. and yet it seems to me
hardly lieeosary that you should perform
jNueh work. '
it may not lw necessary, but one must
do something." hc uttered, softly.
"To be sure." admitted he. t-You?o
doubt find it lonely enough ia Lono-lloilow.
1 wonder at your grandfather brinpng you
to such a sjot. It ecms to me hardly fair
to one so voang, and who enjovs society so
well."
'I am not sure that I care to return to
the city. I find this a very pleasant place, I
am sure, and I am in duty bound to please
mothjr and grandfather."
Ot course." -
He attempted to take her hand, but she
suatcbed it away and came to her feet
swiftly, standing aside and facing him with
the hot blood flowing in cither cheek.
How pretty!" he ejaculated, with an
amused laugh at her evident ai ear rasa
ment. "G race, when will you permit me to
be your friend!"
She sakl not a word, but started to lemve.
the room. His familiarity tied evidently
given her deep offense. l
" The little prude," he muttered under TaT
trcth. Then he laid a rather heavv hand
b her owu und detained her in spite of her
1 "fehes.
r
" Grace, sec here; this has gone quite lar
enough," he declared, in a severe tone.
Release me. sir."
" Not until you look me squarely in the
faco and sav: Captain Starbright, I love
you. "
" Captaia Starbrigat, I fteat jou r?amei
hot from ber red line, and faea ate
to tear herself loose aai sped
The room. "? t"
chapter rr.
cattxtx srtAMMianmru
-sr
Cartas Starbright stood ia the
-. nis roDua had been Dotn unex
pected and deeply cutting. He was not in
the habit of being thus treated by one of
the weaker sex.
"So!" he muttered at lpntrfh. wilh.cm
rtoadk " WelL I did think I had vou in hat
ferwbjecUon, Hiss Grace Penroy;1 Dut.it
juat- require 'a great length of tlnHf'to
change your opinions somewhat. It's that
greasy mechanic for one thing; but I don't
mean that he shall stand in the way long:
I must needs speak with Martha Peuroyyi
suppose. I didn't imagine it wouhlfijg
necessary, but it seems to be ni
after all."
TaB Captara BurbrightwaJ(yaj gtalkfh'
jy. t rom ine room, lnyaotjier and larger
agtc fjppSr e mother of Grate,
I'M 7eelml tie more or less distingmlshed
captain wnn a amuc ol welcome. I
r2 - , . . . '1
jam. renroy was a iaaca woman oi lorry.
Meek as a child, with but little seeming en
ergy left over after the conclusion of her
married life. She could not even be called
an interesting widow. Nevertheless Cap
tain Starhnght imagined she might prove
interesting before the drama ho had inau
gurated was at an end.
"lam glad to see you, Captain ; sit down
and tell mo all the news."
The faded widow pointed to a chair which
the Captain took. Ho had left his hat i n the
hall, and the upper part of his forehead
showed extrcma narrowness under his
black hair.
There was fomething sinister after all in
the countenance of Clinton Starbright, that
was more noticeable on close scrutiny. i
lam here to talk basinesSfTtlrs. PenroyJ"'
declared the Captain, after a short moment
of silence.
"Yes, sir," admitted the widow, meekly.
"In the first place I must say that I con
sider the education of Grace sadly neglect
ed." 'Iamaorry, sir."
"Arcjfoti! I didn't suppose you would
lie," he asserted, a sneer curling his lip. "I
think you are in fault. The girl insulted
me to my face not ten minutes since. What
do you think of that ?"
" I am sorry, sir."
"And is that all you have to ofTer!" he
demanded, exhibiting auger.
"Wliatmore can I say!" questioned the
weak woman, helplessly.
" You might have taught her better, 1
.should suppose. Don't you realize that I
oould blast all your hopes at one 'fell
swoop. I may do it, too, if you don't do
lKJtter in the future. I think you under
stand me."
"There can Ikj no question but what
Grace will inherit her grandfather's prop
erty" "No doubt if her grandfather has any
thing to give," he interrupted, with mean
ing emphasis. "You know, Mrs. Penroy,
as well as I that Grace nor you would re
main one minute under this roof if old
Vatidible knew the truth. As for the in-,
haritiioa, that would go any where but to
Grace Penroy " '
The woman stopped him with a gesture.
"Mercy, Captain, please don't call up
any thing so dreadful."
" But I wish you to understand that it is
not all plain sailing yet," pursued the
Cuptaiu.
"I am afraid it isn't."
"You will find that it isn't," ho prc
cceded. "It is through my coolness and
tact that you and Grace occupy this mag
nificent home."
" I admit it- I feel grateful for your good
offices, Captain."
"Do you(" still sneering. "It is a won
der. Grace I lind less well disposed than
formerly toward ma 1 have lately made
the discovery that a young fellow, a low
iaechaaic, from Stoncneld, calls here fre
quently: in fact that ho and Grace have
been aecn riding out in company. Nbvr
what have you to say to this outrageous
state of affairs!"
"Nothing."
"Nothing! Good Heavens! woman, do
you know whatj-ou say!''
"Well, I am helpless; lean not prevent
the girl's having beaux." declared the widow
in a tone of helpless Imbecility. ,
Then I know what can be done."
The Captain came to his feet and strode
twice across the rich carpet in front of the
lady, his white hands clenched, his eyes
glittering. Then he paused iu front of hir
with a set, wicked look on his face.
"Mrs. Penroy. I know what can be done,
what trfM bo done? I know where the real
heiress to Morgan Vandiblo's fortuno is,
and 1 will turn there for the protlt 1 e
pectod to reap from you and this terribly
particular daughter of yours." J
He glared at her furiously for u oioaiont.
then turned on his heel as if to depart.
"Clinton!"
She called his name huskily. He paused
and faced her with a frown. "Are yeu
coming to your senses at last, woman r'"
"Captain Starbright, you did not mean
What you said just now I The heiress can
not possibly be alive,"
"I did mean it, Mrs. Penroy," he declare!,
emphatically.
"Where is she? Who is she!"
He burst into a harsh, unmusical laughs :
"I am not quito a fool, Mr. Penroy," he
said, deftly. "Do you imagine that 1 would
trijst you further than I have! Not if 1
knowmysclf. It is not too late yet for you
to hold all you have gained ; but it must be
(Hmmgh n different influence than yon' hare"
lately exerted. 1 want vou to help ma with
the hand of your daughter."
"1 havo endeavored to do so, Captain."
Iu a faint sort of way. 1 admit; but a
different line must bo pursued hereafter.
You must forbid the visits of Austin Went-
wordC,'.
" lit might not cease, even then."
, Well, 1 Will assist you a little, and bci
tweeaus'ufetk think wo can put a tleafiirJ
iae young lencw s car main anve mm." Unrealized'
away effectually."
' 1 will listen to j-our plan."
J Tbf Captain resumed his seat.
You
have access to
your daughters
room!
he questioned.
in a confidential
tone.
r Certainly,' she answered.
" Her letters you have seen them!"
"Tney are in her private drawer, which
is always locked, I believe."
" Nevertheless, you can get at them for a
lft'tTTl
t short'tlmer
"Imifrht."
"Certainly you can. I must see some
that have come from this mechanic"
" There may be none."
i "Oont vou believe that. The staart
-nasal every day, and I am confident that
tJrace receives letters. I think we can
manage to break up this little love match,
if you wid do as 1 wish. There is no harm
in trying, at anv rate."
"No, truly.""
You will help Kiel"
"To the best of my weak ability," an
swered the widow.
"Thatisalllask."
Onco more he came to his feet and passed
to the door. He paused and again turned
back.
I will call again to-morrow." he said, re
suming his seat. " By that time you nay be
aalate-abstract a letter fross the desire
Grace; it must be the last oaeif possible.
Shall need one of her's, too, or a specimen
of her chirography, I wish to makeacopv.
See!" ,f ,-j V"
"Ithinklde.- L.
Another asjestion. What de yeu know p
of Grace's cousin, who ia to visit Lone Hoi-
10W!
ftW little,' returned Mrs. fearov.
rabtfisehorBhaa and is ceasing to BAkeK
aer home here."
"Who invited her!"
JTeeoM gentle
'Your father !"
"Yes. Ofcourselsecoadcdtheeotion. It
really Orace,-wao iaebtatai proaaed
hare rcHslted ia her
doteaoB GBce,aasi he
that sheaeheef ham." r
4Iteeeaseo,the eld fool" retorted Mr.
. theht Iheithe
hat today he
the girl tajfcy particular. I felt angry
cuouk" 10 rjrp nim one."
" I beg of you to be careful. Captain. All
depends ,n him, you know. He is very
licnjpEsfth laataiiimaa mar be mot
Grace toAnaScmtitaamiefvoTir suit
's Bmu&atf tntyrur 'hiursto ad
whatfathcf'wni So or 'say. As be
iws older he is more given to such
Ufrcajjg
It seems so."
There was a trouble deep down in the
heart of Captain Clinton Starbright that
Mrs. Penroy did not sec. and it all came
I from the realizing rense that Lura Joyce
wusxTiniag lononemouowTO iivat wny
1 saauld tba caroisite Ganlaui care lor the
ptajsenceaf a auny girLcten if he lid aot
iila) her! it
Thtmm was goMaa c for Maa Ing. He
would have given bis good right hand to
keep Lura Joyce away from Lone Hollow.
Such a sacrifice would not avail, however,
and Captain Starbright was miserable.
He remained with the ividow until a late
hour, and then left the parlor in evident
haste.
He had mislaid his hat, it seemed, and
had trouble in finding it. Ho went to the
room where he had met Grace some ttmo
before. Neither the girl nor the hatwere
there.
"I left it oa the rack in the hall, lam
sure." ho mattered. "Bomo imp of mis
chief has removed it to bother and vex
me."
And this was true.
At the cud of the hall, near, the front
door,'a door opened 'into a small reception
room on the right.
Captain Starbright stood here now, in
the shadows, debating what course to pur
sue, vexed and angry, when the side door
opened suddenly and a low voice said:
" Captain Starbright, hero is your hat.
It is a pity youdiaveferen detained!"
He turned, "thrilled by4 the voire, and
looked into the laughing eyes of his enemy,
Lura Joyce'
CHAPTER V. S ' ,
MISS JOYCE'S TEM I'ZR.
" Miss Joyce !" exclaimed the Captain, re
coiling as though he had stepped on hot
iron.
She twisted his silk tile on her hand, re
marking: 'Xour hat, please, I did .not mean to
steal iu"
He seized it and drew it low over his
brows. As she stood in the doorway, the
light from a window near revealed her
face aud form quite distinctly. One glance
into the short, round face was sufficient to
proclaim her not a beauty.
Thero was a square set to the lower jaw
not compatible with feminine beauty. Her
complexion would have been exquisite but
for freckles. The square nose, rather after
the style-denominated pug, showed aggress
iveneas,as did the jaw and noutb. Tka
ffruhuad? low and hrDaaVJK-as suraaouated
bjr 'thOrt, crisp, dclant" refl curls that
danced and fluttered with' every turn of her
head. Her form was slender to attenua
tion, and withal Lura Joyce was not calcu
lated at first sight to win tho admiring gaze
of the human male biped.
TU&ro was something in her faco and
movements, however, that demanded a sec
ond look, and when this was given, a third
.weuWf ollow, and then a more pleasing as
pert uppeared, ending at last in fascination.
Captain Starbright had felt this last sen
sation more than once, aud it was stealing
over him now in spite of the fact that he
knew that Lura Joyce was to be his most
bittercnemy in the contest that was to
come. Ho threw off the magnetism with
an effort and said :
C it was you, mischief, who stole 'my
Lmight have known it."
course." h" -
"When did you arrive!"
"Just here. I saw and recognized your
hat as I passed down the hall looking for
Grace, aud so I thought I'd bother you a
little," she said, solemnly.
"Do you mean to say that you haven't
scen.Graceyet!" o i
"1 pma just that Yi' aeo, I missed the
stage, rand so hadftbeomeoniorseback. I
didn't mind that, however, since 1 am a
regular Comanche, and can ride like a a
what is it you call 'em! I have it. a
Centaur." Then she laughed merrily, and,
stepping into the hall, closed the door be
hind her.
They were both in the shadow. He
felt wicked just at that moment, and
raised his hands as though he would
strangle the girl. He seemed to realize that
this was not tbotimeor place for such work
and restrained himself, and muttered some-
, thing commonplace.
i nen ne opened toe outer door and passed
out.
" So you are here at Imc Hollow, ser
pent."' soliloquized the girl, iu a low, mean
ing tone. "Well," I reckon it means war be
tween us, Cuptaiu Starbrigut, and the
sooner it comes to a focus the better for all
concerned."
It was almost night when Captain Star-
bright stepped Tiim the long porch. He
glanced up and down keenly, but saw no
oac. Old Mr. Vandiblo had retired to his
room, but hi great arm-chair stood there,
a reminder of the oKl gentleman himself,
i -Captain SUrbright fiuug himself mto the
capaciou chair nnd with knitted brown
thought over the situation.
h" I must consult .Mother Cnbera," he
muttered. "She will bo able to helu mo ia
this emergency."
A light step startled him. He wheeled
about in his chuir shurply to meet the smil
ing gazu of Lura
"You aiust be weary after your day's
vjgils. Mr. Starbright. I am requested b
Gfrace to ask you' to cotae in out of the
damp. 8he is indeed most solicitous after
ur health."
ah?etl that a hidden sarcasm lurked
beneath her words, rind he felt angry.
t "You have met Grace, then!" he ques
tioned, indifferently.
"Yes. We are already friends. Feeling
somewhat indisposed she requested me to
call yon and"
"Sit down there, Lura Joyce," he inter
rupted, shortly. "1 wish a word with you.' '
Ho pointed to the vacant chair near. She
accepted it without a won!, and cast a do-
1 aure gunce at hha from under her saadr
Il. '
uruvi.
Why have you coat: to Lone Hollow!"
he demanded, bluntly.
"This is to be my bcxac. hereafter." was
her reply.
.MB , . ...
--our noaci
He seemed angered at the announcement.
fes. Captain Starbright, my home," she
repeated, grimly. "I am Grace's cousin,
and she has kindly iavited me te Ihre ander
the saae roof with her. With a million
more or less at her coaunaudl can see ne
harm in this."
"No," witafrown.
" Now permit me to ask yon one."
She lifted her head, and her short red
curls danced defiantly. He ande ao re
aiark aad she proceeded.
" Now! sir, why ia. It that yea are here!
Answer ase that, please."
" I am aiaiply a gaest."
-"Ktmplyagucst! Dojoaexaectasetehe
lieve that, CUatoa Starhnght f "
" I care not what vouoclieve."
f Thapaose not. Yeu nay, however. -'faufthis
war dance ends," ared the girl,
'safhlNi eassaasis quite uaaeeeasarr. he
asjajbL He remained cool under her
rwithertax gaae. This waa net
the Irst
time the two had croojeg esjArtaT' rOace.
aot a froar'iiemayae ha
court ta ike teryJBai Jcj , '
At the ttaw he aa.lcdHa adhere that
she waa te taherU h targe fteteae, A col
lapse ia'fcer father! iortsae caaae eaeV
denly, aad iauaediatejj after, the. death af
-aaectualer. Then fiatiia 8tar
ket aQ intere$ x.the gki, aad had
u grace io mace sport er her at hie
.... imnniriiTiia
facta, and treat heiag fritmdly aha
to e tae viptsiaa
r. ehadawrethaa eaeeMt
te hare that girTa hate,aaslhe
ithe jd
KVMMsaMUa&ir. .
WKOTE OX THE GROUND.
Dr. Talmage on the Literature of
the Dost.
The Erring Wnmia and Mir ."avloar
Wenilrrl n! Juilmf-ot The Only Writ
laff of Oar Lord the Whole
World a Parable.
In a recent sermon at Brooklyn Rev. T.
De WittTaltuage preached ea tie subject
"The Literature of Ufe Oast." His text
was from John vUL G: "Juu staoped
down and wrote on the groand" He said:
A Mohammedan mosqa staads aea;
wh-re once stood Herod's temple, the
scene of my text. Solomon's temple had
stood there, but Nehuchaduezzsr thun
dered it dotvn. ZoroLalK-P temple bad
stood there, but that had b;tn prostrated.
Now we take our places in a temple that
Herod built because he wot fond of great
architecture aud he wanted the preceding
temples to seem insigniucaut. i'ut eight
or ten modern cathedrals together and
they would not rqual thnt structure. It
coverod nineteen acres. Theru were mar
Me pillar supporting roofs of cedar aud
silver tables on which stood golden cup,
and there were carvings exquisite and in
scriptions resplendent, glittering balus
trades and ornamental gateways. The
building of this temple kept tan thousand
workmen busy for forty-six years. Iu
that stupendous pile of pomp aud magnifi
cence sat Christ, and a listening throng
stood about him, then a wild disturbance
took place. A group of men are pulling
and pushing along a noman who had
committed the worst crime against so
ciety. When they have brought her in
front of Christ they ak thnt he sentence
her to death by stoning. They are a crit
ical, merciless, du ingenuous crowd. They
wont to get Christ into controversy and
public reprehension. If he say "Let her
die" they will charge him with cruelty. If
he let her go they will charge him with
being in complicity with wickedne.
Whichever way he doej they would howl
nt him.
Thn occurs a scene which has not ben
sufliciently regarded. Ho leaves th
lounge or bench on which he was sitting
and goes down on one knee or both knees,
and with the forefinger of his right hand
he b-gins to writo in the dust of the floor,
word after word. Hut they were not to be
diverted or hindered. They kept on de
manding that he settle this case of trans
gression until he looked up and told them
that they might themselves begin the
woman's assassination, if the complain
ant wtaihail never done any thing wrong
himself would open the fire. Go ahead,
but be sure the rasa who flings th. fret
missile is isiBacalafc-." Then he reun?4
writing with his finger in the doit of the
floor, word after word. Instead of look
ing over his shoulder to see what he had
written the scoundrels skulked away. Fi
nally, the whole place is clear of pursuers,
antagonists and plaintiffs, nnd when
Christ had finished this strange chirog
raphy in the dust, he looks up and finds
the woman all alooe. The prisoner is the
only one of the court room left, the judges,
the ftolice, the prosecuting attorneys hav
ing cleared out. Christ is victor, and he
says to the woman: "Wheienrethe pros
ecutors in this caseJ Aro they nil gone?
Then I dischurgo you; go and sin no
more.
I have always wondered what Christ
wrote on the ground. For do you realize
thnt is the only time he ever wrote at all?
I know that Kusebius says that Christ
once wrote a letter to Abgarus, the King
of Edessa, but there is no good
evideiiCO of such a correspondence.
The wises.t being the world ever saw
and the one who had more to sav
than anyone whoever lived never writing
a oook, or a cuaoier, or a pnge. or a para
graph, or a word on parchment. Kotuipg
but this literature of the dust, and' one
sweep of a brush or one breath of a wind
obliterated thnt forever. Among nil the
rolls of the volumes of the first librnrj
founded at Thebes ther was not one croll
ofClnist. Among the TOO.OOO books of tho
Alexandrian library, which by the in
lamous decree of Cnl p!i Omnr were used
as fuel to heat the 4.0JJ baths of the city,
not one sentenco had Christ p 'lined.
Among all the iufinitu.le of vo'umes now
standing in tho libraries of rMiuburgh,
the llritislt museum, or Iterlin or Vienna,
or the learned repositories of all nation,
not one word written directly by tint
finger of Christ. All he wroto he wrote in
lust, uncertain, shifting, vanishing dust.
My text says he stooped down and wrote
on the ground. Standing traicht uo a
man might write on the ground with a
staff, but if with his fingers he wou!t
write in the dust he must lnd clear over.
Aye, he must get at least on one knee or
bo can not write on the ground. 1J not
surprised that he stooped down. Stoop
ing down from crtitle to barn. Stooping
down from celestial homage to niob-cratic
jeer. From residence above the stirs to
where a star bad to fall to designate his
landing place. From Heaven's front door
to the world' back gate. From writing in
round nnd silvered letters of constellation
and galaxy on the M119 scroll of Heaven
to writ.ug on the ground in the dust which
the feet of the crowd had left in Herod's
temple. If in Januarv vou have ever
stepped out of a Trince's conservatory
that had ilexican cactus and maguolias
in full bloom into the outside air ten de
grees below icro, you may get some idea
of Christ's change of atmosphere from
celestial to terrestrial. How raany
Hesvens there are I know not, but there
are at least three, for Paul was "caught np
into the third Heaven." Chiit came down
from the highest Heaven to the sec
ond Heaven, and down from second
Heaven to first Heaven, down swifter than
meteors fell, down amidst stellar splendors
that himself eclipsed, down throne h
clouds through atmospheres, through ap
palling space, down to where there waaao
lower depth. From being waited oa at the
Lanquet of the skies to the broiling of fish
for his own breakfast on the bsnks of the
lake. From emblazoned chariots of eter
nity to the saddle of a male's back. The
homsge cherubic, seraphic, arcuangelic,
to the paying or 62 1 ent of tax toCaar.
From the deathless country to a tomb
built to hide human dissolution. The ap
lifted wave of Galilee was higb, bat Hs
had to come down before with His feet He
could toech it. aad the whirlwiad that
rose above the billows higher yet. bat He
had to com down b;fore with His lip He
coald kiss it into quiet. Bethlehem a
stooping dews. Raaareth a
down. Death between two barrier
stooping down. Yes. it was ia consonance
with humiliations that had gone before
aad with abnegations that came after
when oa that memorable day ia Herod's
temple He stooped aad wrote oa the
groand.
Whether the words He was writing were
in Greek, or Latin, or Hebrew, I can aot
say, for He knew all those langaages. Bat
He is still stooping dowa aad wtte Hie
anger writing ea the groand ; iathe winter
in letters of crystals, in the spring in let
ters of lowers, ta eammer in goiden let
ters of harvest, ia antnma ia letters of
f re oa fallen leaves. How it wonld sweet
en up aad enrich aademfetaasa this werai
coald we see Christ's calixrapay all ever
it. This world eras aot lung eat Into
pace theasands ef yean age and then
left to leek, eat far itself. It Is etiU aader
the dirias care. Christ eertr for a haif
second takes His hand off it. or it woald
eoa be a shipwrecked worid, a defeat t
werid, a dead werlsL "Let there he tight."
waa said ia the hacfaaiag. Aad Christ
staads eater the wintry shies aad aays.
Let, there .he aaewAahea to enrich the
earth: aad aader the cosds of spring aad
aaya. Cease ye bteeeems sad amfcoroewli
swings them ia the hazy air. No whim of
mine in this. ''Without Him was not any
thing made that was made." Christ writ
ing on the grounl. If we could sen His
hand in all the passing seasons, how it
would ibnmlne the world All verdure
and foliage would be allegoric, aad again
we would hear Him say as of old. "Con
sider the lil.ei of the field, how they grow;"
and we would not hear the whistle of a
quad or the cawing of a raven or the
roundelay of a brown thresher without
saying, "Behsld tbe fowls of the air. they
gather not into barns, yet ycur Heavenlr
Father fedeth them;" and'a Dominic hn
f tbe barnyard could not cluck for her
brood, yet we would hear Christ saying as
of old, "How often would I hare gathered
thy children together. va as a ben gath
ered her chickens under her wings;" and
through the redolent hedges we would
hear Christ saying, "I am tho ro-e of
Shsron;"we could not dip the seasoning
from th salt-cellar without thinking of
the divine suggettion, "Ye are the salt of
the earth, but if tbe salt have lost its savor
it is fit for nothing but to be cast out and
trodden under foot of men."
Let us wake up from the stupidity and
take the whole world as a psratde. Then
if with gun and pack of hounds we start
off he fore dawn nnd see the morning
coming down off tbe hills to meet us. we
would cry out with the evangelist, "The
day spring from on high hath visited
us;" or caught in a snow storm, while
struggling home, eyebrows and brard, aud
apparel all covered with the whirling
fiaktrs, and we would cry out with David,
"Wash me and I shall be whiter than
snow." In a picture gallery in Europe
there is on the ceiling an exquisite fresco,
but people having to look straight up, it
wearied and dizzied them, and bent their
necks almost beyond endurance, son great
looking glass was put near the floor and
now visitors only need to look eail3down
into this mirror and see the fresco at their
feet. And so much of all the Heaven of
God's troth Is reflected as in a mirror, and
the things that are above us are copied by
things all aroutid u. What right have we
to throw away one of God' B.bles, aye,
the firt Bible He ever, gave the race?
We talk about tho Old Testament and the
New Testament, but the oldest Testament
contains the lessons of tbe natural world.
Some people like the New Testament so
well they discard the Old Testament.
Shall we like the New Testament and tbe
Old Testament so well as to depreciate the
oldest; namely, that which was written
before Motes was put afloat on the boat of
leaves w'hich was calked with asphaltum;
or reject the Genesis and the Itevelatioa
that were written centuries before Adam
lost a rib and gained a wife? No, no;
when Deity stoops down and writes on
the ground, let us read it. I would have
ao less Appreciation of the Bible on paper
that comes out of tbe patter mill, but I
Would urge appreciation of the Bible in
the geranium, tbe Bible in the aspbolel,
tbe Bible in the dust. Home one asked an
ancient Kng whether he bad seen the
eclip-e of the sun. "No," he said, "I have
so much Io do on earth, I have no time to
look at Heaven." And if our faculties were
all awake in th-stu ly of God. we would not
have time to go much further than the
first grass blade. I have no fear that
natural religion will ever contradict what
we call revealed religion. I have no sym
pathy with the followers of Aristotle, who
after the telescope was invented, would
not look through it, let it contradict some
of the theories of their great master. 1
shall bo glad to put agaiust one lid of the
Bible tbe microscope, and against tbeothor
lid of the Bible the telescope.
But whsu Christ stooped dowa and
wrote on tho ground, what did be write?
The 1'barisecs did not stop to examine.
The cowards, whipped of their own con
sciences, fled pell me!!. Nothing will Any
a man like an arousod conscience. Dr.
Stven, in his "History of Methodism."
says that when Kev. Benjamin Abbott of
Otdn times was preaching, he exclaimod:
"For aught I know there may be a mur
derer in this house," and a man rose in the
assemblage and started for the door
and bawled aloud, confessing to a
murder he had committed fifteen
years before. Aud no wonder these
I'harisees, reminded of their sins,
took to their heels. But what did Christ
write on the ground? The Hible does not
state. Yet, as Christ never wrote any
thing except that ouce, you can not blame
us for wanting to know what he really did
write. But I am certain that he wrot
nothing trivial or unimportant. And will
you allow me to say thnt I think 1 know
what he wrote on the ground? I judge
from the circumstances He might have
written other thing, but kneeling therein
the temple, surrounded by a pack of hypo
crites, who were a self nppointel constab
ulary, and having in his presence a per
secuted woman who evidently was very
pouitent for her sins, 1 am sure be wrota
two words, both of tbem graphic and
tremendous and reverbrating. And the
one word was hypocrisy and tbe other
word was forgivenoss. From th way
these Pharisees and Scribes vacated tbe
premises and got out into fresh sir. a
Christ, with just one ironical sentence,
unmasked "tbem, I know tbey were
tirst-cinss hypocrite. It was then as
it is now. Thy raoie faults and in
consistencies people have of thIr
own, the more severe and censorious are
they about tbe faults of others. Here
they are twenty stout men arrestinr and
arraigning one weak woman. Magnificent
business to be engaged in. They wanted
the fun of seeing her faint away under a
heavy judicial sentence from Christ, aad
then alter she has lieen taken outside the
city and fastened at the foot of a precipice,
the Scribes and Pharisees wanted the
atifaclioa of each coming forth aad
dropping a big stone on her bead, for that
was the style of capital punishment that
they asked for. Some people have taken
the responsibility of saying that Christ
never laughed. But I think as He saw
those men drop every thing, chagrined,
mortified. He mast have laaghed. At any
rate, it makes me laagh to read of iu Alt
of these libertine, dramatizing iadigaa
tlon against imparity. Blind bats lectur
ing oa optics. A flack of crows oa their
war np from a carcass, denoanciag carrion.
Yes, I think that oae word written oa
the groaad that day by th f tiger of
Christ was the aerfeJ ward hypocrisy. Bat
i am sure there was aaother word ia that
dust From her eatire manaer I am ears
that arraigned womsn was repentaat. She
made ao apology, aad Christ la bo wise
belittled her sin. Bat her sappUoatery be
havior aad her tears moved Him. aad when
He stooped dotra to write oa the groaad. He
wrote that mighty, that Impulal, word
Forgiveness. When oa Slaei Ood wrote
the law. He wrote it with flager of Hght
ateg ea tables af otoae. each word eat as
by a chisel iate the hard granite smrfaea.
Bat when He writes the effeaea af this
wemaa He writes It In dast so that It caa
ha easily rahhed eat, aad whoa
ef it.0, He waa mereifal Christ! I
readiag ef a legend that is told fas tbe far
Bast abeat Him. He waa walkiag threagh
U stream ef a city aai Be sew a crowd
aroaada dead deg. Aad esse ansa asisl
"What a laatasems object to that deg?"
-Tea." said aa ether, "hie
aadbleediag. -Yea." set
his hide woaM aet he ef aay
his careeee ia dreadraL"' Taea Christ
etaadiag there, aafcl; "J
carnal the whitsaiss ef his
the siiili,moiodtytao idea that aay ems
a dead deg. seed: -Way. this asaet t
JeeeeefNssBrsth" fterrcred ami eee
vietodtac c waatasmy. Serely this legend
of Christ tefjaa. emaagh ne ho brae. Kmd-
leeaa mau jbh vsaaae aasitrcavaassA assMas.
cnt into monumental granite wi'h the let
ters that tbe storms of a thousand rears
can not obliterate. Bishop Iiabingtoa bad
a book of onlv three leaves. Tbe first leaf
was black, tbe second leaf red, tbe third
leaf whitss Tbe black leaf suggested sin;
the red leaf atonement; tbe white lest
purification. That U the whole stcry.
Gcd will abundantly pardon.
I most nat forget to say that as Christ,
stooping down, with His linger wrote on
the ground, it Is evident that Hi sym
pathies are with this ;xn tent woman,
that He has no sympathy with her hypo
critical pursuers. Just opposite to that Is
th-world habit. Why d.du't these un-
cieaa maris!? bring one 01 their own
namb.T to Christ for excoriation
and
capital punishment? No.no; tbry oxer-
a woman. And so the world has bad fur
offending women scourges an 1 objurga
tion, and for just one offense she becouws
an outcast, while for men whose Hvsm have
oeta todomic tor twrutv ve.nrs the world
swing oen iU doors oi brilliant welcome,
and they may sit in Legislatures and Sen
ates and I'arliaments or on thrones. Un
like the Christ of my text, the world
writes a mau's mUdrnicanur in dutt. but
chisels a woman's offense swtb great
capitals upou ineffaceable marble. For for
eign Lords and Princes, whose names can
not even te mentioned In respectable
circles abrca.1 because they are malkiug
. ...... .......i, .....j ... "w.'",
lacarottos of abomination, our American
princesses of fortune wait, and at the first
beck sail out with them into the blackn,,..
of darkness forever. And in what are
called h Kber circles of society there is
now not only the imitation of foreign man
ners, but an imitation cf foreign disso
luteness. I like au Englishman aud I lik
an American, but the sickest creature oa
earth is an American playing tbe en
glishman. Society needs to be recon
structed oa this subject. Treat them
nnse. masculine crime aud fcminiiio
crluw. If you cut fie one In gritnite, cut
them both ia granite, if you write the'
one iu dust. tile the other in dust. No, '
no. says tbe world; let womtn go down I
and let man go up. What u that I hear J
!?lr.hmRAntot.h Kal fver at in.dnlgl !
Him rni.n Tnr i m ifiiv m ,ir .. m. -
lation and all Is still? Never mind: It is
. ............. ..m...... m v, lintl.U' (
only a woman too d scout aged to live.
Let the mills of tbe cruel world grind
right on.
Hut while I speak of Christ of the text.
His stooping down writing in the dust, do
not think 1 underrate tho literature of the
dust. It is the most solemn and tremend
ous of all literature. It is the greatest of
all libraries. When I.aj ard exbuuied
Ninevab he was only opeiiiug the doer of
iU mighty dust. The excavations of Pom
peii have only been the unclasping of the
lids of a volume of a Nation's dust. When
Admiral Farragut and bis friends, a faw
years ago, vUited that resurrected city
the house of Ha! bo, who bad been one of
its chief citizens in its prosperous days,
was openoJ and a table was spread in that
bouse which 1,10 years had ten buried
by volcanic eruption, and Farmgut and
hi guest walked over the eiiulkit mo
hales and under the beautiful fresco, and
it almost seemed like betng entertained
by th ns a who eighteen centuries ago
had turned to dust O, this mighty liter
ature of the dust! Where are tbe remains
of Sennacherib and Atttla and Epamlnon
das and Tamerlane and Trojan
nd
Philip of Mncedon and Julius Ca-.ar!
Du,t! Whers the herpes who fought on
both sides at Chreronra, at Hastings, at
Marathon, at Cressy, of the tlO.OXl men
who fought at Agincourt, of the ''0,0J0
men who faced death at Jena, of the 0,
()0 men whose armor glittered in the auti
at Wagrain. of tbe I.OjO.OOO men under
Darius at Arbella, or the 2.0I1 MO men
under Xerxes at Thermopylae Dust!
Where are the guests who danced tho
floors of tbe Alhambra, or the Persian
palaces of Ahasasru? Dust! Wham
are the musicians who played and
thn orators who spoke, and the
sculptors who chiseled, and the architects
who built in all the centuries eicept our
ovvur Dust! The great library of the
world, that which baa the widest shelves
nnd the longest aisles and tbe most multi
tudinous volumes and the vastest wealth,
is tbe underground library. It Is tho royal
library, the continental library, thebrtnit
phere llhrnry, tbe planetary library, tb
library of the dust. And all these library
cases will be opened, and all these scrolls
unrolled and nil th-s volumes unc)ael
and as easily us in your library or mine
we take up a book, blow tbe dust off it,
and turn over its pages, so easily will the
l.ord of the Resurrection pick up out of
this library of dust every Tolum of human
life and opn it and read it and display it.
And the volants will b rebound to be i-t
iu the royal library of th self destroyed.
O. this mighty literature of th dust ! It
ia not so wonderful, after all. that Christ
chose, instead of an inkstand, the impres
sionable sand on the floor of an ancient
ten; pie end Instead of a hard pen, put
forth his forefinger with tbe same kind of.
ni.-rve. and muscle, and bone, and flh
and wrote th awful doom of hyocriy
aad full and complete forgiveness for re-ps-ntaat
sinners, even th worst.
And now I can brltern that which I read,
bow that another kept burning a candle
in the window every night for ten years,
and one night very late a poor waif of the
stre-l entereJ. The aged woman said to
her, 'Sit down by tbe fire," and to
stranger said, "Why do you keep that
light in the window The aged woman
sail: "That is to light arjt wayward
daughter when be retnrna. Since she
went away ten years sgo, my hair has
turned w bite. Folks blame m for worry
ing aboot her. but you e I em her aaother.
and sometimes, half a doten times a sight,
I open the dous and look oat lata
the darkness and cry. "Lied!
Llsxie!" But I mast aot tell yosj
any more aboat my trouble, for I gars,
from the way yon cry. yos havs trouble
enough etyoor earn. Why. bow raid end
tickyoaseem! O. my! caa it be Yes,
yea are Lixxie, my own lost child. Thank
God that yea are bees again T" Aad
what a time of rejoicing there was ia that
heeee that night! Aad Christ stooped down
aad in the ashes cf that hearth, now
lighted ap not astvre by the great biasing
logs than by the joy of a reaalted house
hold, wrote she same liberating words
that He had written mors taea slgaTesa
baadred years ago ia the dast ef tbe
Jerusalem temple. Forgtescjcss! A word
broad eaeagh aad high eaoagh te let ease
threagh it all th armies ef Heaven, a
millkta air last, ea whMobcrsaa, asMtril te
nostril flaak to flaak.
The
f Eurasaa.
Great Eritaia has tha larfet savy.
although Italy has the grsjrateet ships.
Great Britain ha 14 obaoiete Inwciada.
9 aooheoet coast-guard LtmcUsl
reaeels aad 50 eea-gwfag . Fraace ha
IS obsmlerte, 14 camat guards atw-ohea-lete
aed 31 scsigeiag ireraclasis. Italy
kaa S oheolete aad 12 amvgolag iroa
clads. Fifty British vessseht caa steam
verl2 kaota aa aexir aad leas taaa SCh
SI Fretach caa steam over 12 aad iaa
tama le kwoto: If Italia, ever 13
laatbxnl9kaHa. OTUrstwheeas
ef ita twlag liaai.Tasli aariar
that can pearxoi 5 ischaa aad upward
of irac. Great Brhaia mas SSlH aer
cwjaff. Fraace XT per eaen. Italy l.
per oeafc brat af the whale mini
earryiag It iachaa aad aver fat coatalef I
wasssr-iiBc aimet. urmu snxaia aa
ii.71 perceat. Frames; SS.SS per eeat
aad Italy ll.WL-X. T. Ssa.
-Fesxrh
tr aiauhaBamaj
MISCELLANEOUS.
Shelby County. Missouri, ha
minister who for usefulness break tho
record. In one daj hJtvechel tw
sermons, married two couplos and aet
thro broken rib-.
Ono of the Lirffe prlrat lan4
holtling in tho world U tho llaffgin es
Carr ranch In California, it conuiaa
40i.(a acre-, covers Gld eqtiana miles,
and is over twenty-five miles stjuATrt.
A little girl living-in Moon towa-
shiu. Pa., died from eatinz too many
I cheetnut-v
Shortlv after eating loom
t h, complained of severe pains
I . . ,
about
could"
rv.-wrh her she was dead.
A Maine historian says that in old
tlIxu.;, the tine ladles of liiatport.-
ihea
I a very tray, flourishing town ui! to
ncquirt' beautiful complexions by lcoj-
Ing with their heads out of the win
dows in foggy weather.
- It is odd. observes the New York
Tribune, that m?cugrs on the elo
.ntl road will twist about, strain
' their tuvk-. and ev.'ti rico up from.
i their seats in order to eoonoltvk i!sn
luutr n-ins 1 u mun --- - --
on tll? 8.j4irw,llk, when they have ti
. .. t.. ,,;- ,, tt-i.
. Cor'xvl lJmc la lhr Wn WMi
ui
h
1 jHvket.
A Kansas City jtutUv of the -s
decided that a woman whwo huOwnd
feed- her on pancakes exclusively for n
whole week has a proper, ground for
legal complaint a'gninst him. and that
an effectual wav U bring uch n hus
band to time i to put htm under bonds
: . . r . ... 1. ... it-.. ..
V . 1 .v. v
-A dowti-town restaurant ha thrxvi
young women iu its craploy. Ojm U
rnhier. tho other is bookkeejwr, mid
to,. ,1,.,. n ehargo of the cake ami
IHJIlflH.lIlini.rvlieIru,M.ut. I.-u.t Christ-
.-.-- --.
m:w tlicM: young tames wiox' -jri-e
the proprietor by giving liitu
their photograph in a group. 'Hio
proprietor gave the group to an nrtl-t.
who made a, lithograph of tho same,
nnd this wan altachl to n neat calen
dar which the liinch-hou.-e gives U
each of im patrons. It takes a Chicago
mini to get there. Hundred of young
men are trying tho bakery for the pur
pose of getting 11 calendar. XVtt a bad
dodge, and the young; women eem a
proud over the echeme of tho proprie
tor a he In. Chicago Mall.
- Tree of tho palm family have
larger leaves thnn any others. The
Innja pnltn. which grows on the banke
of tho Amazon, huvo leave which
reach n length of from thirty to fifty
feet, and arc ten or twelve feel in
breadth. Specimen of the leaves of
the Tnllpot palm, n native of Ceylon,
huio been met with thnt aro twenty
feet long and eighteen feet broad.
. ii . ... ... -..
I The-e leaves nro uim1 by the untlvoa
to make tent, nnd form very clilclont
shelters from the mln. The leave of
the doublo cocoanut palm nro often
thirty feet long and several fe-'t wide.
When tho wind I strong they clah to
gether with n noise thnt may be henrd
nt u gn'.it dUtatux. Only one leaf U
pnKltict'il e.eh ynr. ntnl they mv eo
rtrtiily attached to tho stem of tho troo
and-o ctrong in thoniKclx'ce that a matt
innv r-lt on the end of ono and roch. t
ntnl fro in perfect safety
FATHER NICHOLAS. ,
A Ituulas Art Ufa trsrrisitlsi ( a talsie
Itnsslau Tjrpsv
I watched this priejt oa he was go
ing the rounds of thn peasants houses,
collecting -our cream and eggs, on the
la.-t day of the Lent prceedimr Sc
Peter nnd St. Paul's day.
1 could not understand at flrt what
he was doing Clad In nn old c.fi-ock.
the white underwear plainly cxpd
b'nvnth it. the old man carried a pall
in one hand nnd a woodm bowl In tlx
other; going fim houn to hiue. ho
would knock at the door of each, atut
peep in at tho window. At first I
thought he had been kept out Into and
wa asking for a night's lodging. Rut
no: after knocking vainly at one peas
ant' hotie. ho pa.ed on to another,
nnd then still to n third. Kventually
women carrying trifling donations b
g ait to come out from thi bark yard.
some making getur"s which cwrnd
to explain why it m that t ho donation
was so small; some to kWs the prieV
lmnd; sons others to simply bow u
him nnd pour their sour enmrn Into M
pail, laying down a couplfj of egg Ia
the bowl. The priest did not one Ion
patlenc. and such (cjhwdU as did not
answer his summons at his first knock
lirought out their offering to him on
hi. return trip. In place of sour crrarn
I ent him out a ruble of roon-y: and
tho gwsl man put down his pail, and
taking off his hat. crf-yl himself
thrice at the church.
Fathor Nicholas did not complain of
th; jx-asants. but rersarited to nv that
they were much weighed down by
poverty. "No little money 1 sprat ora
drink, and that Is a truth," be would
say. "but then, if we let th hofidnys
out of th count the only days hs
tbey might be taking a drop too mmsh
one has to wonder. iade--d. what it
is that they only lir upon Poorly,
very poorly off ar our pevaaabrr
VaretUl Vereetchagin. la Hars-r'a
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THOUOHT CCNCCNTpA'flOl.
Concestratkta of t&Mght aad effort
U a measure of p rental power. The
asaa who can put hiateelf w bally aad
absolutely iala th esse nfeisg which V
asaads bU atteatloa for the tiaae haiag.
has more power for that aaethiag taaa
if be ere twice or tea tiav ta aaata
be ia. aad divided hie eergfe tm
tfuaga. er tea. aoeerdiagiy.
the a who compaeaea avMt ia
arorld. doiaUa graaTtif. rarkty af
thL. aad datag thsna all well, i ia
variably the vaaa whaUead to tsat
ocsstaJaa; Matiamvaad gteea hJameetf
sp thai while be Udswsg H.aalfh
had erwal.g earn ha1sW to Hve her.
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aiaUacsarisaTMKaiacelee while aie
aeegaMag aa give. aJstawaatliato a i
thvi-ssealiarfcljUamW. arwaa!
himeeif a ii ha aaated to get tMe
wag eotsc ia war ia arder V geaaa
-.marer-jtolail aaaarai
iaaay aphin af
r. ia fatt. at
far taw aext thiag jaa aa to 4m. ie by
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