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THE DELUGE OF SIN.
Or. Talxnasre on the Flood That
Threatens the World.
Cfcriat the Mighty SwImim That to
colas; Soals Front the Waters of Evil
Bis SmeriBcM For Maaktad
Trastlas; the Lord.
In a recent sermon at Seattle, Wash.
Ter., Rev. T. De Witt Talaage. of Brook'
2yn, took bis text from Isaiah xxv. 11:
"He shall spread forth his hands in the
Midst of them, as he that swimmeth
spreadeth forth his bands to swim" He
said:
At this seaioa of the year awltitudes ef
people Trade into the ponds aad lakes and
rivers and seas. At first patting ant can
tfcjasly frcm the shore, but having learned
the right stroke of arm and foot they let
the waters roll over them and in wild glee
dire or float or swim. So the text will be
very suggestive: "Ho shall spread forth
bis hand in the midst of them as he that
wimmeth spreadeth forth his hands to
swim."
The fisherman seeks oat unfrequented
ooks. Yoa stand all day em the banks of
river in the broiling sua mad fling oat
year line and catch nothing, while the ex
part angler breaks through the jangle and
goes by the shadow of the solitary rock,
and in a place where no fisherman has
been for ten years throws out his line, and
comes home at night, bis face shining and
his basket fulL I do not know why we
ministers of the Gospel need always be
fishing in the same stream and
preaching from the same text
that other people preach from. 1 can not
xnderstand the policy of the minister
who, in Blackf riars. London, Eng., every
week for thirty years preached from the
Epistle to the Hebrews. It is an exhil
aration to me when I come across a thme
which I feel no one else has treated and
my text is one of that kind. There are
paths in God's Word that are well beaten
by Christian feet. When men want to
quote Scripture they quote the old pas
sages that every one has heard. When
tbey want a chapter read, they read a
chapter that all the other people have
been reading, so that the Church to-day
is ignorant of three-fourths of the Bible.
You go into the Louvre at Paris. You
confine yourself to one corridor of that
opulent gallery of paintings. As you
romeout your friends say to you: "Did
you see the Rembrandt?" "Ho." "Did
you see that Rubens?" No." 'Did you
mo that Titian?" "No." "Did you see
that Raphael?" 'No." "Well," sayi
your friend, "then you didn't see the
.Louvre." --
7w, my friends, I think we are too
?aiucu apt to confine ourselves to one of the
great corridors of this Scripture truth and
so much so that there is not one person
out of a million who has evr noticed the
all-suggestive and powerful picture in the
words of my text This text represents
God as a strong swimmer, striking out to
push down iniquity and save the soals of
-men. He shall spread forth His hands
la the midst of them, as he that swimmeth
spreads forth his hands to swim." The
figure is bold and many-sided. Most of
wj-oa know how to swim. Some of yoa
learned it in the city school where this
. arris taught; some of you in boyhood, in
- tbo river near your father's house; some
-of you since you came to manhood and
womanhood, while summering on the
beach of the sea. Yoa step down in the
wave, you throw your bead back, you
Siring your elbows to the chest, you put
the palms on your hands downward and
. and the solos of yoar feet outward, aad
yen push through the water as though
you bad been bora aquatic. It is a
; grand thing to know how to swim,
?.ayt only for yourself, but because yon
-will after awhile, perhaps have to help
others. I do not know any thing more
stirring or sublime than to see some man
like Norman HcKenzie leaping from the
ship Madras into the sea to save Charles
Turner, who had dropped from the royal
yard while trying to loosen sail, bringing
him back to the deck amid the hazzas of
-the passengers and crew. If a man has
not enthusiasm enough to cheer in sach
circumstances he deseives himself to drop
into the sea and bavo no one help him.
Tbo Royal Humane Society of England
was established in 1774; its object to ap
plaud and reward those who sboald plack
tip life from the deep. Aay one who has
performed such a deed of daring has all
the particulars of that bravery recorded
In a public record, aad on his breast a
medal done in bine, and gold, and bronz;;
anchor, and monogram, and inscription,
telling to future generations the bravery
of the man or woman who saved some one
from drowning. But, my friends if it is
uch a worthy thing to save a body from
the deep, I ask yon if it is not a worthier
thing to save an immortal soul? And yoa
shall see this hour the Sob of God step
forth for this achievement. "He shall
spread forth bis hand in the midst of
them, as ho that swimmeth spreadeth
.forth bis bands to swim."
In order to understand the fnll force of
this figure, you need to realize, first of all,
that onr race is in a sinking condition.
"You sometimes hear people talking of
-what tbey consider the most beautiful
words in our language. One man says it
is 'home," another man says it is the
word "mother," another says it is the
-word "Jesus." but I will tell you the bit
terest word in all our language, the word
-most angry and baleful, the word satur
ated with the most trouble, the word that
account for all the loathsomeness, and
the pang, and the outrage, and the har
.rowing; and that word is "sin." Yoa
spell It with three letters, and yet those
three letters describe the circumference
aad pierce the diameter of every thing
3ad in the universe. Sin! it is a sibilant
irord. You can not pronounce it without
giving the siss of the flame or the hiss of
Xbe serpent Sin! And then if you add
-&iree letters to that word it describes
every one of us by nature sinner. We
fa&vo outraged the law of God, not occa
sionally, or now and then, but perpetual
3y. The Bible declares it Hark! It
thunders two claps: "The heart is de
ceitful above all things and desper
ately wicked." "The soul that sin
aetb, it shall die." What the Bible says
our own conscience affirms. After Judge
3organ bad sentenced Lady Jane Grey to
-death bis conscience troubled him so ranch
jfor the deed that he became insane, and
all through his insanity be kept saying:
T&ko her away from me! Lady Jan
Sroy. Take her away! Lady Jana Grey."
Zt was tbe voice of his conscience. And
no man ever does any thing wrong, how
ever great or small, but bis conscience
brings that matter before him, and at
..every step bf bis misbehavior it says:
Wrong, wroag." Sin is a leprosy, sin is
paralysis, sin is a consumption, sin is
nollutioa. sin is death. Give it a fair
. Stance and it will swamp yoa. bady. mind
and soul forever. In this world it only
jsives faint iatimatioa of iti viraleaca.
Yoa see a patient la its fin stages of
typhoid fever. The cheek is somewhat
flushed, the hands aomewbat hot pre
ceded by a slight chill. "Why," you say,
"tvpboid fever does not seem to be much
of a disease." Bat wait until the patient
has bson six weeks uader It, aad all bis
energies have been wrang oat, aad be is
too weak to lift his little flager, aad his
intellect is gone, thaa yoa see the full
havoc of tbe disansa. Now, sin in this
world is an ailment which is only in its
very first stages; bnt let it get under full
way and it is an all-consuming typhoid,
O, if we could see our unpardoned sins as
God sees them, our teeth would chatter
and our knees would knock together, and
our respiration would be choked, and oar
heart would break. If your sins are un
forgiven they are bearing down on you,
and yon are sicking sinking away from
happiness, sinking away from God, sink
ing away fiom every thing that is good
and blessed.
Then what do we want? A swimmer!
A strong swimmer! A swift swimmer!
And, blessed be God, in my text we have
him announced. "He shall spread forth
bis bands in the midst of them, as he that
swimmeth spreadeth forth his hands to
swim." Yoa have noticed that when
a swimmer goes out to rescue any one he
puts off his heavy apparel. He must not
have aay such impediment about bim if
he is going to do this great deed. And
when Christ stepped forth to save us He
shook off the sandals of Heaven, and His
feet were free; and then He stepped down
into tbe wave of our transgressions, and
it came up over His wounded feet, and it
came above the spear stab in the side
aye, it dashed to tbe lacerated temple, the
high water mark of His anguish. Then,
rising above the flood, "He stretched forth
his hands in the midst of them, as be that
swimmeth spreadeth forth bis hands to
swim."
If yoa have ever watched a swimmer,
you notice that bis whole body is brought
into play. The arms are flexed, the bands
drive the water back, the knees are active,
the bead is thrown back to escape strangu
lation, the whole body is. in propulsion.
And wben Christ sprang into the deep to
save us He threw His entire nature into
into it all His Godhead. His omnis
cience, His goodness, His love, His
omnipotence head, heart, eyes, hands
feet We were far out in the sea and
so deep down in tbe waves and so far
out from shore that nothing short of an
entire God could save us. Christ leaped
out for our rescue saying: "Lo! I come to
do Thy will," and all the surges of human
aad satanic hate beat against Him, and
those who watched Him from the gate of
Heaven feared He would go down under
the wave, and instead of saving others
would Himself perish; but putting His
breast to the foam and shaking the surf
from His locks. He came on and on until
He is now within tbe reach of every one
here. Ev e omniscient; heart infinite, arm
omnipotent Mighty to save even to the
uttermost O, it was not half a God that
trampled down bellowing Gennesaret It
was not a quarter of a God that mastered
the demons of Gadara. It was not two
thirds of a God that lifted up Lazarus into
the arms of his overjoyed sisters. It was
not a fragment of a God who offered par
don and peace to all the race. No. This
mighty swimmer threw His grandeur. His
glory, His might. His wisdom, His omnip
otence aad His eternity into this one act
It took both hands of God to save us both
feet. How do I prove it? On the cross,
were not both hands nailed? On the cross,
were not both feet nailed? His entire nat
ure was involved in our redemption!
If yoa bave lived much by the water
you notice alio that if any one is going
out to the rescue of tbe drowning he must
be independent, self-reliant, able to go
alone. There may be a time when he must
spring out to save one and be can not get
a lifeboat; and he goes out and has not
strength enough to bear himself up, and
bear another up, he will sink, and instead
of dragging one corpse out of the torrent
you will have two to drag out When
Christ sprang out into the sea to deliver
us He had no life buoy. His father did
not help Him. Alone in the wine press.
Alone in the pang. Alone ia the dark
ness. Alone in the mountain. Alone in
the sea. O, if He saves us He shall have
all tbe credit; for "there was none to
help." No oar. No wing. No ladder.
When Nathaniel Lyon fell in the battle
charge in front of his troops be bad a
whole army to cheer him. When Marshal
Ney sprang into the contest and plunged
in the spurs till tbe horse's flanks spurted
blood all France applauded him. But
Jesas alone! "Of the people there was
none to help. All forsook Him and fled."
O, it was not a flotilla that sailed down
and saved us. It was not a cluster of
gondolas that came over tbe wave. It
was one person, independent and alone,
"spreading ont his bands among us as a
swimmer snreadeth forth his hands to
swim."
Behold them to-day, the spectacle of a
drowning soul and Christ tbe swimmer.
I believe it was 1818; when there were six
English soldiers of the Fifth Fusiliers
who were hanging to the bottom of a cap
sized boat a boat that had been upset by
a squall three miles from shore. It was
in tbe night, but one man swam mightily
for the beach, guided by tbe dark mount
ains that lifted their top through the
night. He came to the beach. Ha found
a shoreman that consented to go with him
and save tbe other men. and they put out
It was some time before they could find
tbe place where the men were, but after
awhile they heard their cry: "Help!
Help!" and tbey tare down to them, and
they saved them, aad brought them to
shore. O, that this moment our cry might
be lifted long. loud and shrill, till Christ
tbe swimmer shall come and take as lest
we drop a thousand fathoms down.
If yon have been mach by water, you
know very well that when one is in peril
help must come very quickly, or it will be
of no use. One minute may decide every
thing. Immediate help the man wants, or
no help at alL Now, that is just the kind
of a relief we want The case is urgent.
imminent instantaneous. See that soul
sinking. Son of God. lay hold of bim. Be
quick! be quick ! O, I wish you all under
stood how argent this Gospel is. There
was a man in the navy at sea who had
been severely whipped for bad behavior,
and be was maddened by it; and he leaped
into the sea, nnd no sooner had he leaped
into the sea than, quick as lightning, an
albatross swooped upon him. The drown
ing man, brought to his senses, seizei hold
of tbe albatross and hld on. The flutter
ing of the bird kept him on tbe wave until
relief could come. Would now the dove
of God's convicting, converting and sav
ing spirit might flash from the throne up
on your soul, and you. taking bold of
its potent wing, might live and live for
ever. I want to persuade you to' lay hold of
this strong swimmer. ."No," you say, "it
is always disastrous for a drowning man
to lay hold of a swimmer." There is not
a river or lake but has a calamity result
ant from tbe fact that when a strong
swimmer went out to save a sinking man
the drowning maa clatched him, threw
his arms around bim, pinioned hit arms
and tbey both went down together. Wben
yoa are saving a maa in the water you do
not want to come up by his face, you want
to com up by his back. Yon do not want
him to take bold of you while yoa take
bold of bim. But; blessed be God, Jesus
Christ is so strong a swimmer. He comes
not to our back, but to our face, and He
ask us to throw around Him the arms of
car love and then promises to take us to
tbe beach, and He will do it Do not trust
that plank of good works. Do not trust
tbat shivered spar of your own righteous
ness. Christ only can give you transporta
tion. Turn your face upon Him as the dy
ing martyr did in olden dnya wben be cried
ont: "None but Christ! None but Christ!"
Jesus has taken millions to tbe land, and
He is willing to take you there. O, what
hardness to shove Him Lack when He has
been swimming all the way from tbe
throne of God to where you are now, and
is ready to swim all tbe way back again,
taking your redeemed spirit
I bave sometimes thought what a soec
tacle the ocean bed will present wben ia
the last day tbe water is all drawn off. It
will be a line of wrecks frcm beach to
beach. There is where the harpooners
went down. Tbers is where the line of
battle ships went down. There is where
the merchantmen went down. There is
where tbe steamers went down a long
line of wrecks from beach to beach. What
a spectacle in the last day when the water
is drawn off! But O, how much more sol
emn if we had an eye to see the spiritual
wreck and the places where tbey foun
dered. You would find thousands along
onr roads and streets. Christ came down
in their awful catastrophe, putting out
for their souls, ''spreading forth bis
bands as a swimmer spreadeth forth
bis bands to swim;" but they tbrnst
Him in the sore heart, and they smote His
fair cheek, and the storm and darkness
swallowed them up. I ask you to lay hold
of this Christ and lay hold of Him now.
You will sink without Him From horizon
to horizon not one sail in sight Only one
strong swimmer, with head flung back
and arms outspread. 1 hear a great many
in the audience saying: "Well, I would
like to be a Christian. I am going to work
to become a Christian." My brother, you
begin wrong. When a man is drowning,
and a strong swimmer comes out to help
him, he says to him: "Now, be quiet
Put your arm on my arm or on my shoul
der, but don't struggle, don't try to help
yourself, and I'll help you ashore. The
more you struggle and the more you try
to help yourself tbe more you impede me.
Now be quiet and I'll take you ashore."
When Christ the strong swimmer, comes
out to save a soul, tbe sinner says:
'That's right I am glad to see Christ
and I am going to help Him in tbe work of
my redemption. lam going to pray more
and tbat will help Him; and I am going to
weep extravagantly over my sins, aad
tbat will help Him." No. my brothers, it
will not Stop your doing. Christ will
do all or none. You can not lift an ounce,
you can not move an inch in this matter
cf your redemption.
This is the difficulty which keeps thou
sands of souls out of tbe Kingdom of
Heaven. It is because tbey can not con
sent to let Jesus Christ begin and complete
tbe work of their redemption. "Why,"
you say. "then is there nothing for me to
do?" Only one thing have yoa to do, and
that is to lay bold of Christ and let Him
achieve your salvation and achieve it all.
I do not know whether I make the matter
plain or not I simply want to show vou
that a man can not save himself but that
the Almighty Son of God can do it and
will do it if you ask Him. O, fling your
two arms, the arms of your trust and love,
around this omnipotent swimmer of the
cross.
That is a thrilling time when some one
swamped in tbe surf is brought ashore and
is being resuscitated. How the peo
ple watch for the moment when
he begins to breathe again, aad
wben at last be takes one full
inhalation, and opens hi- eyes upon the by
standers a shout of joy rings up and down
the beach. There is joy because a life has
been saved. O, ye who bave been swamped
in tbe seas of trouble and sins we gather
around you. Would that this might be tbe
hour when yon begin to live. Tbe Lord
Jesus Christ steps down. He gets on His
knees He puts His lip to your lip and
would breathe pardon and life and Heaven
into your immortal souL- God grant that
this hour there may be thousands of soals
resuscitated. I stand on the deck of the
old Gospel ship amid a crowd of pas
sengers, all of them hoping that the last
man overboard maybe saved. May the
living Christ this hour put out for your
safety, "spreading forth his hands in tbe
midst of you as a swimmer spreadeth his
bauds to swim."
Ingenious California Girls
For some time past it has been the
custom of a number of young ladies
employed in a dress-making shop to
repair to the Capitol grounds at the
noon hour to partake of their lunch
eon. They invariably sat beneath &
large cedar tree, the wide branches of
which afforded a generous shade.
Several young men about town ob
served this fact and almost daily they
could be found shortly before twelve m.
lounging under a tree not far distant
from that beneath which the ladies
sought shelter. This was. of course,
annoying to the young ladies and each
of them has provided herself with a
large parasol, all of which are opened
when the grounds are reached and
placed around in a circle. This forms
a perfect corral three or four feet in
height, within which tho young ladies
can partake of their lunch and recline
at ease free from the prying eyes of
the curious young men. Sacramento
(CaL) Bee.
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The sight of a mother and child
who are quite inseparable, not merely
through the mother's solicitude or the
child's helplessness, but through gen
uine preference for each other's soci
ety, is one of the most beautiful in the
world. Motherhood, beautiful under
all circumstances, takes an added em
bellishment from an affectionate com
panionship of this sort Standard.
A sure method "You s-s-s-say
you c-can t-toll a f-fellerh-h-howt-t-to
av-v-void stut-tut-tuttering' f-f-for
wo-w-one d-dollar?" "Yes." "W-well,
h-h-h-eero's y-your d-d-d-doll-ollar.
H-how c-can I av-v-void stut-tutier-ing?"
"Don't talk." Harper's Bazar.
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A book recently appeared, entitled
"Lectures to Married Men." It did
not sell, as there was no demand for it
the present supply being ampia
KING OF THE SKY.
An Essie's Deanorato Ifcht fnt
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laoerxy.
F any person whe
doubted tbat t
wounded eagle wasx
desperate customei
for a man to tackle,"
said Lewis Williamt
of Berks County,
Fa., to a New Yoru
Sun reporter, -'could
have witnessed as
encounter that I bail
withoneonceon the
Bluo Mountain, ia
Tulpehocken Town
ship, he would have
had his doubts re
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moved in short order. 1 had been losing a
good many chickens one fall, and supposing
that they were being carried off by foxes I
set a trap for Reynard. The morning after
setting the trap I went out to look for it, and
it was nowhere to oo seen. It had beer,
chained to a small stake iu tho ground, and
the stake was also missing.
"Believing that the fox, although its cun
ning hod not saved it from tho trap, hod
been smart enough to pull up the stako ic
some way, and thcu make off with trap
chain, stake and all, I made a pretty thor
ough search in tho woods around about
there, but could not find any trace of fox oi
missing property.
"As I was returning home I heard i
great commotion among a big liock of crow?
in tho woods a quarter of a mile up the
mountain. The crows were cawing in sucb
curious chorus that their cries could have
been beard for a mile. The birds were
circling around the tree tops in one par
ticular spot, and frequently a number of
1 them would dart viciously down through the
j trees toward the ground. I was curious tc
j know what could be causing this unusual
; proceeding among the crows, for they are
i birds that do not fool their time away for
nothing. I walked up the mountain, and as
j I approached the spot where the crowcir-
cus was going on, the tumult among the
j crows increased. When I arrived within
I easy gunshot of the spot the flock withdrew
i to a more distant part of tho woods and
: chattered in a way that left no doubt of
J their having been intensely disturbed by
j some unpleasant experience,
j "I walked on, and had taken but a few
j steps when I heard a sound as of a chain
I being dragged along on tho ground, and in
j stantlv concluded that it was the chain ol
my missing trap. I momentarily expected
to see the fox, hampered by the trap on his
leg, come into sight, believing that he had
been attacked by tho crows, who had dis
covered him in his crippled condition. Im
agine my surprise, then, when, instead ol
the fox making his appearance, an enor
mous bald eagle strutted out from behind a
big tree, dragging the trap, chain and stake
Tho jaws of the trap were fastened on one
leg of tho great bird.
"I had with me an ordinary shot-gun.
with which I hod expected to kill the fo
if I fo and it in my trap. When the eagle
saw me it rose with great difficulty frotr
the ground, owing to the log, and flew to
ward the top of a tall, dead tree. I firec
at it The charge hit the eagle in one of its
wings and brought the bird to tho ground.
The eagle was such a splendid speeimer
that I resolved to capture it alive. I ap
proached it with no thought of having anj
difficulty in accomplishing my purpose ii
the handicapped and crippled condition of
tbe bird, but I found that I didn't know a?
much about bald eagles as I thought I did
for in spite of the crippled wing and the
burden of the trap and chain, the eagle
rushed upon mo and attacked me witt
such fury that I turned and fled from the
woods.
"At the edge of the woods I stopped, anc
at first thought I would go bock and shoot
the eaglo, but my desire to have it alive wot
so strong that I determined to make ever)
effort to capture it I hurried home and got
a stout rope and an empty feed-bog. On m
! wav back to the woods I noticed that the
pmws rhi;h had first attracted mv atten
tion to the spot werchovcringoverthe place
where I had fled from the maddened eagle,
j and from their peculiar cries and frantic
I actions I inferred that something of moment
j to them had occurred. I found that such
i was indeed the case. Tbe crows knowing,
j by the wonderful instinct they possess, that
the eagle was wounded and crippled and,
hating as they do all large birds, had
swooped down on the eagle and attacked it
in its disabled condition. The attack bad
! been disastrous to the crows, for when 1
! reached the spot five of the sable assailants
lay dead near their enraged Joe, and several
ot ners were dragging themselr es away to es-
CHE ATTACK HAD BEEN DISASTBOCS TO THE
CBOWS.
sape further damage from his terrible beak,
and one free talon, uttering the harsh cry
which they only utter when wounded or in
trouble.
"The eagle no sooner saw me again than
he rushed toward me with all the force at
his command, hampered and crippled as he
was, and forced the lighting at once. I had
made a noose in one end of my rope. As
tbe eagle came tearing toward me, his
sound wing raised several inches from bis
side, tho wounded one dragging helpless
and bleeding on the ground, his powerful
hooked beak thrown open, the feathers on
his neck bristling like the hair of an angry
bull, and the chain clanking as he dragged
the heavy trap on his leg, he was a start
ling picture of intense hate and unbounded
fury. I bad never faced so fierce a pres
ence, nor could I have imagined one. I
knew that by the plan I had formed for
capturing tbe eagle I could quickly over
power him if I could manage it successfully ;
so I stood my ground, and when tho im
mense bird was almost near enough to
strike me with bis beak I quickly tossed the
noose over bis head. It slipped down over
his wing, and I drew it close by a sudden
and strong jerk. I then ran to one side and
tied the other end of the rope to a sapling.
The eagle was now shorn of the great help
of Its once powerful wing, as it had been
of the use of one of its enormous talons by
tbe trap. Yet he pulled the rope taut and
shook the sapling from root to top in his
Sorts to get at me. As he thus strained at
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tbe rope I succeeded ia slipping the feed-
bagdown over his head, and then clasped
j the eagle around the body, supposing that
ha was now at my mercy.
"But." although bunded, ninioned aad
. doubly crippled, the eagle was still uncon-
' qucred. As I stcod clasping the great bird,
endeavoring to secure the mouth of the bag
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free talon, with oae fierce downward stroke
ripped my clothing from me and made twe
deep furrows in my flesh clear to the waist
The blood streamed from the wound, and,
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home as fast as I could go. Tho eagle was
trapped, shot bound and incased in a bag,
and still he held the field. .
"On reaching home I found that my wound
was bad enough, but nothing to be fright
ened about but it put me out of the notioc
of further contest with the eagle. I sent m
I STOOD MT OROUXD.
boy to whore a couple of men were threshinf
buckwheat for me in a distant field to tell
them to go and finish the capture. Tbej
went and succeeded in overpowering the
ugly bird, and brought him triumphantly in.
followed nearly all the way by the flock ol
crows, whose cries were easily Interpreted
into shoutsof rejoicing over the downfall ol
tho ter ri bio foe that had played such havoc
with their over-confident companions. The
eagle was released from the trap and his
sweep of wing measured. It was nearly
eleven feet from tip to tip. He was tied to a
.strong stako in the yard, but his terrible
tamper forbade all attempt to care for the
frightful wound the trap hod inflicted on hi?
leg and for tbe broken wing. He refused
to cat and died in three days. His stuffed
figure is now in a Philadelphia museum."
A "PIZENOUS" EDITOR.
How lie Abnsmt a Disappointed Native et
the Bine Urn State.
NEdayon old fellow
from Cedar Blufl
neighborhood came
into the office of the
Franklin (Ky.) Pa-
2?? ll!JattS
wanted to see the
editor on mighty im-
portant business.
"I am the editor,"
said a maa, stepping
forward.
"My namo is All
bright," the visitor
remarked, "Luke P.
AUbright"
"Glad to meet you.
, Mr. AUbright Whatcaa I do for you?"
1 "Wall, I sent here the other day and had
. somefuneralticketsstruekofffurmywife.'
I "I hope the job suited you, sir.7'
I "Wall, yes, the job was all right, but it
turned out that my wne wa'n't dead."
"Ah!"
"Yes,aKL I bad dun paid for the tickets
and was about to send them out when the
old lady come to. So, you see, I ain't got no
use for the tickets."
'Of course not"
"And I 'lowed that I mont get you to take
'cm back."
"Why, my dear sir, I can't do that"
"Wall, but you see they ain't no use tc
me. Wouldn't like to send out a lot of
funeral tickets for my wife when she's in
fa'r health with an average appetite. It
wouldn't look exactly right, you know."
'That's all very well, but I don't want
them."
"Wall, send me yo' paper one year fur
them, any way."
"No, sir, I won't do that"
"Wall, then, say six months."
"No, I won't won't send it to yon ten
minutes."
"Now here, mister, I'm ont a dollar and
forty cents on you. I tellyou what take me
to dinner with you and we'll call it square."
"It's square already so far as I am con
cerned." "I have seed a good many men. Mister
Editor, but you air the most pizenous fellow
I ever struck. Good day. Ef I ever ketch
you out in my neighborhood I'll waller
vou." Arkansaw TJraveler.
She DMa't Want aa AageL
"I promise you one thing," said the
beautiful maiden as she bung to bis coat
lapel, "I promise yon this, that when I am
your wife I shall study your comfort"
"You will, my darlingi"
"Ah I won't I!"
"And in what way, my sweetheart!"
'Well, I'll never bake bread myself, but
always get it from the bake-house."
Glorious!"
"But in return for that"
"Yes!"
"And for all my wifely love"
"Yes J"
"And that I shall seek to promote your
comfort in every thing"
"Yes!"
"You will give up your clubs and your
associates who keep you out late at night,
and devote all your attention to me, cherish
me, love me as you love me now, think me
is sweet and as beautiful as you think me
qow you will do all that!"
"By Jove, I wili!"
Then, George, I reject you."
"What!"
"Yes, I reject you. I want to marry a
nan, not an angeL" Boston Courier.
Both Liberal Men.
Parsimony was written all over bis face.
He entered the store, walked up to the pro
prietor and said:
"Mister, I've two yearlin' calves out yan
ler. I want to sell 'em, an' you can name
jer price, too. I'm a liberal man, I am."
Liberality was written all over the face of
:he country store-keeper. It is talismanic
with country store-Keepers. He looked at
-Jje merchandise and said :
"I don't won't no calves; but FU take
:hcm on the hoof for tea dollars apiece. Are
rouwillin'!"
"Oh yes, pcrfick, perflck willin'. That's a
?ood price, I s'pose. I'm a liberal man, I
un."
He had just bougnt them for four dollars
from the wayward son of the storekeeper,
rhey had not been branded. This transac
uon shows the origiaol branding calves is
Arkansas.
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FARM AND FIRESIDE.
Watering troughs by tho roadside
at convenient distances are highly ap
preciated by travelers, and are sura
( indications
of kind and
nospitama
farmers,
j Fruit that
is a little green is best
j fnw
jeily.
This is especially bt for
Srapes. "as they may be used when the
skins are only turned red. I tnmic
j much of tho complaint about jelly not
-ttini wll i caused bv the fruit
,; -riia Tlnmo
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Pum.lisrt Puddinsr: Tho velks Of
eight eggs, one-half pound of bread
crumbs, sugar to sweeten, four applc3
pealed and chopped small, grated rind
of one lemon, one pint of milk; mix
all togethor and steam in a buttered
mold two and one-half hours; serva
with sweet sauce. Yankee Blade.
Chopped beet and minced parsley
in alternate rings are often used as a
garnish for a salad, and with a border
of the same on top. the dish is quita
decorative. Naturtium blossoms give
a pleasant flavor, and a row of them
adds much to the appearance of a dish
of lettuce.
Fertilizer for house plants: Potas
sium carbonate, potassium phosphate,
magnesium carbonate, sodium silicate,
of each one part: potassium nitrate,
two parts; in two thousand parts of
water. A little of this solution poured
occasionally about the roots is said to
favor greatly the growth of housa
plants.
Tho American Agriculturist, in an
exhaustive article on the cultivation of
oats, says the reasons why the average
yield of oats is so low are weeds, wet
and undrained land, starvation, poor
tilth and lato sowing, and adds: "A
very large proportion of our land is so
wet in the spring for want of under
draining that it is not in fit condition
to plow until it is too late to sow oats
with any reasonable expectation of get
ting a large yield."
Speaking of weeds, a Western jour
nal says: "It is a most costly mistake
to let them grow till light cultivation
will not destroy them. Among small
plants no cultivator is better than a
good sharp-toothed rake. Stir the sur
face every few days with this, and the
labor and cost of cultivation will ba
reduced by half, and the better growth
secared will be surprising to one wno
I has never tried the plan of killing the
weeds in their early youth.'
Raspberry Sirup: Mash and press
w" spoon some very rpu rasjjoer-
i ries, let them stand a few hours iu a
' cool place, then strain them. Allow a
haif poiina f sugar to each pint of
Jto and l it at once. Let it boil
i', ,.-,,, , , . .. ,.
i lowy "r half an hour: skim it well, or
when you bave taken it from tne tiro
give it a stir, and any scum will sink
to the bottom. When quite cold fill
small dry bottles, cork them well, using
only new corks. Stand the bottles up
right in a cool place. A little tine and
fresh salad oil poured on the top before
corking is said to insure the keeping of
the sirup any length of time. Medical
Classics.
RAISING GOOD HORSES.
Tk Heft Profitable- Industry for Van
lam V UU ! y
wan w aw aa
Just now there is no one crop
J-
duced on the farm that begins to pay
the profit realized from well-bred,
horses. The farmer is invited to look
over the whole field and then say if it
is not so. Nor is the demand all for
one kind by any manner of means. All
that is called for is something good; ba
it roadster, carriage or draft The day
of the scrub in horse-breeding has
passed, that is to say. the demand all
along the buying line being for some
thing good, the producer, the farmer
breeder must, in order to meet the
market, produce what is wanted, if ha
wishes to breed and sell at a profit.
There is room for all the good breeds
known to American farmers because
they each have a place which they can
fill to advantage. The farmer who
trots off to town with a span of 1,300
pound Percherons or Clydes shows not
alone his good sense but his thrift,
because when called upon they will
pull a heavier load over the road, be
it good or bad, than a pair of little
miserable scrubs. On the same prin
ciple the man who has a pair of Cleve
land bays in front of his barouche or
carriage, has style, pluck, courage and
grit They can get over the ground at
a ten-mile pace for hours without feel
ing fatigue, and then after feeding and
a bit of rest turn around and go back
again. And what is true of these is
pre-eminently true of the American
trotter in whom we have a concentra
tion of courage and vim, a plucky and
enduring fellow that will measurably
go as fast as the road will permit, and
never give up so long as the power of
endurance lasts.
But let us be friendly one with tho
other. Every man to his taste. We
do not all care for trotters, some even
believe it sinful to breed a horse that
can outstrip his neighbor on the road,
much more show him on the race track.
Sinful men have queer views of other
men's practices, but tolerate their own
with a graciousness tbat is both "child
like and bland." They forget the old
maxim, "there are none good," but are
carried away with a species of right
eousness unknown to any but them
selves. Be it then our duty to breed
only the best, seeing that whatever we
produce of that character is wanted at
paying and profitable prices, and that
it is the horses' turn just now. Once,
it was hemp and tobacco, then it was
Shorthorn cattle; these were for a short
time overshadowed by the Herefords.
then the black (Toddies came to tho
front until we exhausted the beef cat
tle supply. The noblest Roman of
them all has the field to-day, and the
demand is for crood horses. Colman'
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