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' was a frontier post;
six companies;
Colonel in command,
and Mrs. Colonel in
command of the
Colonel. The boys
called her"theGer
eraL" Bat Hiss Mary, the
Colonel's daughter,
every officer and man
was prepared to
swear was the love
liest creature on earth.
J Frank Moore, Post Adjutant, a noble
fellow, proposed and was refused.
Then came young Vancamp, just graduated
from "The Point," with no end of ducats
In bank to draw upon, and a family that
was the blue 'bloodiest of all the blue-blooded.
Fierce love he made to Miss Mary, and
"the General" backed him for all she 'was
worth. The young lady showed no dislike
to the lively, eood-Iooking and very
wealthy 'cub," while sho stood somewhat
in awe of quiet, stern Frank Moore.
One evening after dusk the Adjutant
walked up towards tho Colonel's bouse.
When within six feet of the porch he
quickly came to a "rightabout" and made
his way back to the office. Ten minutes
later the corporal of the guard appeared at
the door; with him, on a racking, blown
horse, was a ranchman. There was
news to tell; the Reds were out, two fami
lies had been butchered, their houses
burned and their stock driven off.
Moore went again to tho chiefs bouse
and entered, passing Miss Mary and Van
camp, their chairs very closo together. The
veteran commander was quarantined by
old wounds troubling him afresh. Frank
made his report quickly and received brief
instructions.
"If you have no objections, sir," he said.
1 would like to go out with my troop; of
fice work is rather wearing, and I feel sort
Of rusty."
"Certainlv, my boy. certainly. I'll know
thin srs will be done rightly then. It will do
vou good, too, you do look a little seedy.
I'd go myself if I could, but I'm only a poor
old crippie now. Oivo 'em Hail Columbia,
Moore! But take care of yourself, I can't
get such an Adjutant every day."
"I think the trip would do you good, Mn
Moore," spoice up the General; "and it's
Bol(3er' work," "a good riddance of bad
rubbish!" is what she said, under her
breath.
Thank you. Colonel, I'll attend to all de
tails, and we'll start at once," and he bur
red out, pausing only to say "good-bye," to
Kiss Mary, to hold her hand a moment in
Pis. and to look into her eyes with a deep,
Head y gaze that made her blush and caused
tor heart to beat wildly.
Then there were the calls, the ordersthe
Lasty issuing of rations. "Boots and sad
dles" sounded, and in less than thirty min
ctcs the troops were lost to sight.
Vancamp did not go; a quarter or an hour
before the news arrived he had proposed to
Miss Mary and been accepted. He told her
be would resign from tho army, and pict
tured in glowing language the grandeur and
pleasure of the life they would lead.
The General was delighted, the old
Colonel was not over-well pleased and
growled a little; he wanted his girl to be a
.soldier's wife, and he wanted Frank Moore
la be tho soldier husband. He did not know
rthat his favorite had tried and failed to win
the prize.
Late in the evening, three days after.
came a courier bearing the report of the
i Captain commanding. They had one brush
-with and were now driving the foe.
.All was well, except that Lieutenant
Moore, sent back with the courier, while
.gallantly charging the reds had been se
jriously wounded in the breast.
"Too bad! too bad I" cried the. Colonel.
"The best officer of the lot. I ought not tc
bave let him go."
"Where is Mr. Moore where did you
take him!" he asked the tired, dusty
trooper.
"The Lieutenant is at McCarthy's ranch,
twelve miles up South Fork, sir. He got to
bleeding so and got so weak he couldn't sit
his horse, sir. I had to hold him on for ten
miles afore we got there. He seemed dead
set to hold out and git here with me, sir.
"WHRf DID TOU TAKE HIM!"
but he just couldn't do it. I left him there,
sort of out of his head; but the women
folks is good and kind there and they'll do
all they can for him. sir."
Just then the General and Miss Mary en
tered the room. The trooper stepped toward
the young lady and raised his band in
salute.
"Beg pardon. Colonel and ma'am and miss,
but Lieutenant Moore, when we started
back, wrote a few lines and told me if he
couldn't reach here or died on the way 1
was to take 'cm outer his pocket-book and
give 'cm to you, miss, and nobody else.
Bejjgin' your pardon, Colonel,'' and the
soldier took from his breast a folded paper
a leaf torn from a note-book and handed
it to the astonished, frightened girl.
She opened it and read:
"Mary? I bave been badly hurt. It is a
long, hard ride hack, aud I may die of the
wound or of hemorrhage. You w ill forgive
me when I say once mora that I love you,
and bave never loved any but you. As
things are, as I know they must be after
what I saw the other night, I am not sorry
to die like a man. Vxncamp is a good fei
low. I believe and hope you will be happj-.
He is very rich, but you must not refuse my
little fortune. I have left all I bad to leave
to j on.
"Tuere is no one living belonging to me,
you are dearest and have a right to take it
from me. Your father has my will, though
he docs not know its contents. He will not
care that I tell you now that I love you.
God forever bless you. Good-bve.
"Fiusk Moore."
The girl dropped the paper and stood
white and still as a statue. The 'General"
pounced upon the scrap and while she was
Aijustiug her eye-glasses Mary's quick
questions drew from the Colonel aad soldier
sail she wished to know.
Vou left him where wtere Is it you left
aim f" she said.
"At McCarthy's ranch, twelro mules up
Anita Fork, mss."
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"Father," and she turned to the Colonel
with an air and tone of command totally un
like her, "father, I must bave the ambu
lance." "Go 1" she ordered the trooper. "Go, tell
them to put the best mules to the ambu
lance; tell Tim he is to drive. Ask Sergeant-Major
Green to pick out ten men as
an escort. Tell them it is for Lieutenant
Moore ad me. Tell them I will never for
get them if they will help mo now. Go !"
"Wh-wh-wh-at, Mary! Why, Mary, my
dear!" spluttered the Colonel.
"Highty-tighty! Saveusallt What's this,
miss! Are you going clear out of your
senses, girl!" boomed the General.
"I am going to Frank Moore. I am going
to him ir I have to walk every step of the
way, and by myself. He's dying, and he
wants me; I know ho wants me; and I'm
going to him in spite of every booy and
every thing on earth!"
'The girl is crazy raving crazy! Colonel,
do you hear her! Why don't you exercise
your authority! You shan't stir, miss, not
out of this house if 1 have to put an armed
guard over you! Colonel"
"Hold your tongue, Betsey!" That's what
the old soldier said to the "General." For
tho first time in her life she heard the
word of command to her from her husband.
Tho girl isright," he continued, "and, by
gad, I love her for her pluck!"
Mary had left the room before this to pre
pare for her trip. Tho Geueral raised a
perfect cyclone, but her usually obedient
daughter was deaf and dumb to commands,
entreaties, arguments, threats and consid
erations of what Vancamp might think, say
or do in regard 'to her actions. The girl
conquered. Tho General, alive to the pro-
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prieties, bundled herself up to accompany
her, and they were ail ready when tho am
bulance drove up, the grizzled old Sergeant
Major himself in command of the escort.
They were soon at McCarthy's.
"I am Mrs. Colonel Martinet," said the
General, loftily; "you have one of our offi
cers here, wounded. I wish to see him."
"Is he alive! Is ho alive!" gasped Mary,
and Mrs. McCarthy looked closely at her.
"Oh! he's oloive, an' I do think he's beth
en a some. I wudn't a give two chips fur
his loife whin theytrung him here. But
I'm a good nurse, tho' I sez et cz shudn't,
an' a bit o' a docthcr, beside. An' I got him
aisy loike, an' th' bleedin' sthopped on
him, an' he's bis ainsis intil bis bead now,
too."
"Can we see him!"
"Sure, wan o' yemoightef ye'U not oxcite
bim ony, an' cheer bim up a bit, fur he
don't seem t' thry on' help himself th' laste
in the wourld."
A motion toward tho door made Mary
dart through it before the General had time
to rise from her seat. Mrs. McCarthy
placed her bulky self in front of the door,
and with:
"Only wan, mim. Icudn'tbo answbera
ble fur th' gontilmen's loife ef I left two
weemin hi to wanst t' be disthracting bim
wid talk."
The General sat down again speechless
with rage and indignation.
Mary entered a large room, on the bed she
saw outlines of a figure; the single candle
gave but little light. She drew near the
motionless body, very white and pinched
the face looked, surrounded by the heavy
beard and thick, black curls of hair. The
eyes were closed. One hand was lying out
side the coverings; sho took it between her
own trembling palms and raised it to her
lips.
The man looked up as though be could not
believe bis senses.
"Mary! Mary! Can this be you! Have
you really come to me, or am I dreaming
again!" he whispered.
"it is Mary. I have come to you, Mr.
Moore Frank ! I came because I could not
help it I felt that I must come to you. and
now I fear that I have done very wrong."
"You could never do wrong, Mary," his
low tones said. "Never, in my eyes or
thought. Your kind heart brought you
here to comfort me while I died. But what
did Vancamp say ! Is be with you!"
"You aro not going to die, Frank, and Mr.
Vancamp knows nothing of my coming."
"But you have accepted bim? I saw it at
the porch the night wo left I fell you had
taken him. I turned away at once, but not
before I saw him kiss your hand, and you
permitted him."
"Yes, that is true," said Mary, and the
gleom hid her blushes. "I did accept him
I didn't know then. Oh! that's all impossi
ble, impossible now. It can never, never
be."
"Mary, tell me what you mean !"
"I mean," sho replied, in desperation,
"that no power on earth, no amount of fort
une, could make me marry Mr. Vancamp.
I did not know, Frank, until I got your
note, until I heard that you were wounded,
dying; 1 did not know, until then, that such
a marriage could never bo."
"Why, Mary Come close to me and tell
me why."
"Because, Frank, because oh! you .must
know why !" and she hid her face on the
pillow beside his own.
Frauk Moore got welL
Vancamp resigned ard got out
The "General" got hysterics and no sym
pathy. The noble old Colonel got the son-in-law
be wanted. Alex Duke Bailie.
VThj. When It Costs Them Nothing?
"It is difficult to get somo of the Senators
and Representatives to sit for then photo
graphs," says one of the prominent pho
tographers in Washington. "We give them
each a dozen pictures for nothing if they
come and bave a sitting. Of course it is to
our interest to have their negatives on hand,
for we sell them in great numbers. Besides,
they often want pictures taken in Wasting
ton, even atter their terms have expired.
Yet, at the time when we want to complete
our pictorial Congressional record, it is al
most impossible to get them to come and
give us sittings. I sometimes get newspaper
men after them; and that always brings
them."
A Matter of Valuation.
Miss Gladys Hcrbeau "It's not for my
property yon love me, is it, George! You
love me for myself alone?" Mr. Hermann
"Yes, darling." Miss Gladys Herbeau
"For my real worth!" Mr. Hermans
"Yes, dear. BaadsroaaL"-Life.
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THE TEMPTER'S POWER.
Dr. Talmago Discourses on
Temptations of Life.
tho
The Strong- a Uable to Fall as the Weak
The Influence of Woman For Good or
ti1 A Warning Agaluat im
pure Lives.
In a recant sermon at Brooklvn Rev. Tie
Witt Talmage took for his subject: "The
Shorn Locks of Samson." His text was
trom Judges, xvi. 5: 'Eatice bim and see
wherein hi great strength lietb, and by
what means we may prevail againt h'ni,
that we may blind bim to af3:ct him, and
we will give thee every one of us eleven
hundred pieces of silver." He said:
One thousand pounds, or a!out 5.000 of
our money, were thus offered for the cap
ture of n fi int It would take a s-killful
photographist to picture Samson as he
really whs. The most facile words are
not supple enough to describe iiim. He
wain giant and a child; the conqueror
and the defeated; able to s'inp a lion's
jaw, and yet captured by the sigh of a
niniden. He was ruler and slave; a com
mingling of virtue and vie?, the sublime
and ridiculous; sharp enough to make a
riddle, and yet weak enough to b caught
in the most superficial stratagem; honest
enough to settle his dbt, and yet out
rageously robbing soim body ele to get
the material to pay it; a miracle and a
scoffing; a crowning glory ami n burning
"harae. Thare he stands, looming np
above other men, a mountain of flesh; his
arms bumh;d with muscle that can lift
the gate of a city; taking an attitude de
fiant of armed men and wild boasts. His
hair had nevir beeti cut, and it roiled
down in seven great plaits over his
shoulders, adding to his fierceness and
terror. The Philistines want to conquer
i itn, and therefore they mt.se find out
where the secret of the strength lies.
There is a woman living in the valley of
Sorek by the name of Delilah. Thy ap
point her an agent in the case. The Phil
istines ar secreted in the same building,
and then Delilah goes to work and coaxes
Samson to tell what is the secret of hi
strength.
"Well," be$ay, "if you should take
soven green withes, such as they fasten
wild beasts with, and put them around me.
1 shouid be perfectly powerless." So she
binds bim with the seven green withes.
Then she claps her hands and says:
"They come the Philistines!" and be
walks out as though there were no imped
iment. She coaxes him again and says:
"Now tell me the secret of this great
strength;" and he replies: "If you should
take some ropes ibat never had been
used and tie me with them I should be
just like other men." She ties him with
the ropes, claps her hands and shouts:
"They come the Philistines !" He walks
out as easy cs he did before not a single
obstruction. She coaxes him again and
he says: "Now if you should take these
seven long plaits of hair and by this house
lom weave them into a w eb I could not
get away." So the house loom is rolled up
and the shuttle flies backward and tor
ward, ahd the long plaits of hair are
woven into a web. Then she claps ber
bands and says: They come the Philis
tines!" He walks out as easily as be did
before, dragging a part of the loom with
him. But after awhile she persuades bim
to tell the truth. He says: "If you should
take a razor or sheais and cut eff this long
hair I should ba powerless and in the
bands of my enemies." Samson
sleep, and that she may not wake
him during the process of shearing, help
is calb'd in. You know that the barbers
of the East have such a skillful way of
manipulating the head that to this very
day they will put a man wide awake sound
ps'eep. I bear the blades of the shears
grinding against ecca other, and I see the
long locks falling off. The sweats, or ra
zor, accomplishes what green withes and
new ropes and bouse loom could not da
Suddenly she clasps her bands and savs:
"The Pbil s'.ines be upon thee, Samson !"
He rouses up with a struggle, but bis
strength is all gone! He is in the hands
of hiseneinirs! I hear the groan of the
giant as they taka bis eys ou', and then I
see bim staggering in h s blindness, feel
ing bis way as be goes on toward Gaza.
The prison door is opened and the giant is
thrust in. He sits down and puts his
bands on the mill crank, which, with ex
hausting horizontal motion, goes day after
day, week after week, month after month
work, work, work! The consternation
of the world in captivity, his locks shorn,
his eyes punctured, grinding corn in Gaza.
In a previous sermon on this character I
learned some lessons, but another class of
lessons are before us now.
Learn first how very strong people are
sometimes coaxed into great imbecilities.
Samson bad no right to reveal the secret
of bis strength. Deli'ah's first attempt to
find out is a failure. He says: "Green
withes will bind me," but it was a failure.
Then he says, "A new rope will bo!d me,"
but that also was a failure. Then he s tys.
"Weave my locks into a web and that will
bind me," yet that a!so was a failure. But
at last you s;e bow she coaxed it out of
bim. Unimportant actions in life that in
volve no moral principle may without in-,
jury be subjected to ardent persuasions,
but as soon as you have come to the line
that separates right from wrong, no in
ducement or blandishmont ought to make
you step over it. Suppose a man has been
brought up in a Christian bousf-hold and
taught sacredly to observe the Sabbath.
Sunday com?; you want fresh air.
Temptation says, "Sunday is just like
other days; now don't be bigoted; we will
ride fcrt'h among the works of God; the
whole earth is His temple; we will not go
into any dissipations; come, now, I bave
the carriage engaged and we will be back
soon enough to go to church in the even
ing; don't yield to Puritanic notions; you
will be no worse for a ride in tbe country;
tbe blossoms are out and they say every
thing is looking glorious." "Well, I wiil
go to please you," is tho response. And out
they goover the street, con.-cionct drowned
in tbe clatter of tbe swift hoofs and the
rush of the resounding wheels. That
tempted man may have bad moral char
acter enough to break the green withes of
ten thousand Philistine allurements, Lu:
he has been oveicome by coaxing.
Two young men passing down this
street come opposite a drinking aloon
with a red lantern hung out from tbe
door to light men to perdition. "Let us go
in," says one. "No, I won't." says the
other; "I never go to such places." "Now,
you don't say you are so weak as that.
Why, I have been going there for two
years and it hasn't hurt me. Come, come
now, be a man. If yon can't stand any
thing stronger take a littie sherry. You
need to see the world as it is. 1 don't
believe ia intemperance any more than
you. I can atop drinking just wkea I
waat to. You shall go. Now, come right
along." Persaasioa baa conquered. Sam
son yields to tbe coaxing and there is
caraival ia htll that Bight aswag th
Philistines and they shout: "Ha! ha!
We're got bim." Those who have the
kindest aad most sympathetic natures are
tbe most in danger.
Again, this narrative teaches us the
power of an ill-disposed woman. In tbe
portrait gallery of B.ble Queens w find
Abigail and Ruth and Miriam and Vasbti
and Deborah, but in tbe rogues' gallery
of a police station you find the pictures of
women as well as men. Delilah's picture
relongs to the rogue's gallery, bu: she
had more power than all Philistia armed
with sword and spear. She could carry
off the iron gates of Samson's resolution
as easily as he shtuldered the gates of
Gaza.
How deplorable th influence of such in
contrast with Rebecca and PLoaba and
Hulda and Tryphona and Jentlia's daugh
ter and Mary, the mother of J. sas. Whil
the latter glitter in the firmament of God's
world i'e cor s'ellations with steady,
cheerful, holy light, the former shoot like
ba!efu! meteors across the terrific heavens,
ominous of war, discs'er and death. If
thero ;sa ilivino power in tbe cool mo
ther, her fcj bright with purity, and un
selfish lovt I earning from her eye. a
gentleness that by paiigj and sufferings
and holy anxieties bash-enmellowingand
softening for miny a year.u tiering itself in
every syllable a dignity that can not be
dethroned, united with th playfulness
that will not be checked, her hand the
charm that will instantly take pain out of
the child's worst wound,her presence a per
petual benediction, her name our defense
when we are tempted, her memory an out
gushing well of tears and congratulation
and thanksgiving, her heaven apahu wav
ing and a coronal; then there is jut ns
grnt an influence in tbe oi posite direc
tion in the bad mothrr.herbrowleclouded
with uigoverned passion, her eyes flash
ingwiibununctifiedfire,her lips the fount
ain of fret u!ne sand depravity, ber ex
ample a mildew and a blasting, her name
a disgrace to coming generations, her
memory a signal for bitterest anathema,
her eternity a whirlwind and a suffoca
tion and a darkness. One wrong headed,
wrong hearted mother may ruin one child,
and that one cLiId,cr.wii up, may des'roy
a hundred people aud the buinlred blr.s a
thousand, ai.d tbe thousand a million.
The wife's sphere is a realm of hrnor
and power almost unlimited. Wbut a
blessing was Sartli to Abraham, was De
borah to Lapidotb, was Zipporah to
Moses, was Huidab toShallum. Ttieie are
multitudes of men in the marts of trade
whose fortunes have been the result of n
wife's frugality. Four bands bave been
achieving that estate, two at the store,
two at the home. The I nrdens of life are
comparatively light w hen there are other
bands to help us lift them. The greatest
difficulties have often flunk away because
there were four eyes to look them out of
countenance. What care you for harJ
knocks in the world as long as you have a
bright domestic circle for harbor! One
cheerful word in the evening tide as you
come in has silenced tha clamor of unpaid
notes and tbe disappointment of poor in
vestmenss Now and tben a grandchild comes and
they look at bim with affection untold and
come well nigh spoiling him with kind
ness. Tbe life currents beat feebly in
their pulses and their work will soon be
done and tbe Master will call. A few
short days may separate them, but, not
far apart in the time of departure, they
join each other on the other side the flood.
Side by side let Jacob and Rachael be
buried. Let one wi.Iow overarch their
graves. Let their tombstones stand alike
marked with the same Scripture. Children
and grandcHNIren will come in the spring
time to bring flowers. Tbe patriarchs of
the town will come and drop a tear over
departed worth. Side by side at the
marriage altar. Side by side in tbe long
journey. Side by side in their graves.
After life's fitful fever they slept well.
But there are, as my subject suggests,
domestic scenes not so tranquil. What a
curse to Job and Potiphar -ere their com
panions, to Abab was Jezebel, to Jehoram
was Atbaliab, to John Wesley was Mrs.
Wesley, to Samson was Delilab. Woile
tbe most excellent and triumphant ex
hibition of character we find among the
women of history and tbe world thrills
with the names of Marie Antoinette and
Josephine, and Joan of Arc and Maria
Theresa and hundreds of others, who have
ruled in the brightest homes and sung the
sweetest cantos, enchanted tbe nations
with their art and swayed the mightiest
of scepters, on the other hand the names
of Mary I., of Eigland; Margaret, of
France; Julia, of Rome, and Elizabeth
Petrowna, of Russia, have scorched the
eyes of history with their abominations,
and their names, like banished spirits,
have gone shrieking and cuising through
the world. In female biography we find
tho two extremes of excellence and crime.
Woman stands nearer tbe gate of Heaven
or nearer the gate of hell. When adorned
by grace she reaches a point of Christian
elevation which man can not attain, and
when blasted of crime she sinks deeper
than man can plunge. Yet I am glad
that the instances in which woman makes
utter shipwreck of character are compara
tively small.
But, says somo cynical spirit, what do
you do with tho3o words in Ecclesiastes
where Solomon says: "Babold, this bave
I found, saith tbe preacher, counting one
by one to find out tbe account; which yet
my soul seeketb, but I find not ; one man
among a thausand have I found; but a
woman amongall those have I not found?"
My answer is that if Solomon bad behaved
himself with common decency and kept
out of tbe infamous circles he would uot
bave bad so much d fliculty in finding in
tegrity of character among women and
never would bave uttered such a tirade.
Ever since my childhood I bave beard
speakers admiring Diogenes, the cynical
philosopher who lived in a tub, for going
through the streets of Athens in broad
daylight with a lantern, and when asked
what be did that for. said: "I aro look
ing for an honest man." Now I warrant
that the philosopher who bad such
a hard time to find aa honest man
was himself dishonest. 1 tbink be
stole both tbe lantern and tbe tub. So,
when I bear a man expatiating oa the
weaknesses of women. I immediately sus
pect bim and say there is another Solo
mon with Solomon's wisdom left out
Again, this strange story of tbe text
leads me to consider some of tbe ways ia
which strong men get their locks shorn.
God, for some reason best known to Him
self, made tbe strength of S imson to de
pend on tbe length of his hair; when tbe
shears clipped it bis strength was gone.
The strength of men is variously distrib
uted. Si metimes it lies in physical de
velopment, sometimes in intellectual at
tainment, sometimes in heart force, some
times in social position, sometimes iar
financial accumulation; aad there
is always a sharp shears ready
to destroy it Every day there
are Samsons ungianted. I saw a
yoaag man start ia life under the
most cheering advantages. His acato
miad was at horns ia all scientific dossia
ioa. He reached net only all ragged at
tsiasatats, bat by delicate spprscisUoB at
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coald catch tha tinge of th cload aad tbe
sparkle of the wave and the diapason of
toe lauaaer. us waisea ioria in me bhu
and shoulders above others in mental
statara He could wrestle with tfanta in
opposing systems ot philosophy and carry
eff the gates of opposing schools aad
smite tbe enemies of truth hip and thigh
with great slaughter. Bat be began t-
tamper with brilliant free thinking.
Mod rn theories of tbe soul threw over
him their blandishments. Skepticism was
the Delilah that shore bis lecks off and all
the Philistines of doubt and darkness and
despair were upon him. He died in a very
prison of unbelief, his eyes out.
Far back in the country districts just
where 1 purposely omit to s y there was
born one whose fam will last as long as
American institutions. His name was tbe
terror of all enemies of fre government.
He stood, the admired of millions; tbe
nation u-icovered in bis presence, and
when be spoke Senates sat breathless un
der thA n!L THm ntnttnr nontnt frnilil
government attempted to bind him with
green withes and weave h s locks in a
web, yet ho walked forth from tbe thrall-
dom, not knowing he hid burst a Loud.
But trom tbe wi-in cup there arose a de
stroying spirit that came forth to capture
his soul. He drank until his eye grew
dim and bis knees knocked together and
his strength failed. Exhausted with lifo
Imig dWsiaations, be went home to die.
Ministers pronounced eloquent euioi
tims, and poets sang, and painters
sketched, nnd sculptors chiseled tbe ma
jestic form into marble, nnd the world
wept, but everywhere it was known that
it was strong drink that came like the
infamous Delilab and his locks were
shorn.
Krum thft TaTanri nt Crtmtt (hMraatartail
forth a na.ure charged with unparalleled
energies to make thrones tremble and con-
vulso tbe eartb. Piedmont. Naples. Ba
varia, Germiuy, Italy, Auuria and En
gland roo up to cmsh the rising man.
At the plunge of bis bayonets bastiles
burst open. The earth groaned with the
agonies of Riv.di, Austerlitz, Saragossa
and Eylnu. Five million men slain in his
wars. Crowns were showered at his f -et,
nnd kingdoms hoisted triumphal arches
to let bim pass undr. and Europe was
lighted up at tbe conflagration of consum
ing cities. He could almost have made a
causeway of human hones between L'sbon
and Moscow. N power short of omnipres
ent God could arrest bim. But out of the
ocean of human blood'there arcs) a spirit
in which the conqueror found more than
a match. The very ambition that bad
r.-ck-'d tbe world was n-tw to be his de
stroyer. It grasped for too much anil in
its efforts lest all. He reached up aftor
the s-epter of universjl dominion, but
slipped and fell back into desolation and
banishment. Tbe Am-rioan ship, dam
aged of thi? storm, to-day puts up in St.
Helena and the trew go up tos-e the sp t
where the French exile expired in
lonelinr si and disgrac. the mightiest ot
all Samsons s'lorn of his locks by ambi
tion, that most merciless of alt Delilah.
I have not time to enumerate. Evil a-
sociations, sadden successes, snendrifl 1 ho next day the hole was again found
habits, miserly proclivities and dissipa- to bo tilled and he got over .'!U "coi
tion are the names of some of tbe shears 0RJ This w;is with thc w:istefi:l pan.
with which men are every day made , , ... , .. ;.
powerless. They hve strewn the earth And so it has been ever since,
with tbe carcasses of giants and filled the ' Now the sand is taken out by tho
great prison bouse with destroyed Sam- wagon load during low tide, but is al
sons, who sit grinding the mills of wavs replaced bv the high tide. This
despair, their locks shorn and their eyes fa .Jll the more remarkable as. though
ut- If parents only knew to what tempta- , , , -,. .
t.oas their children were subjected they the deposit extends for some distance,
would be more earnest in their prayers being fifteen miles long, and extending
and more careful about their example. No indefinitely out under the .vater. it is
young man escapes having tin pathway very shallow closo to tho shore, being
of sin pictured in bright colors to him. t bat about tvvo feet tlick-, and ut the
Theflrsttime I ever saw a city-it was fl fOUr feet. Tho sand is dark
the citv of Philadelphia I was a more r . , ,.,.,,. ,-
lad. 1 stopped at a hotel ami I remember ?"y in color, and is highly magnetic;
in the eventide a corrupt man plied me when seen under water it appears to
with bis infernal art. He aw I was green, consist of myriads of blood-red rubies.
He wanted to show me the sights of the presenting amost beautiful appearance.
!W,?vepalntethtPfl?0fsinrUn,l,!it,! Since the discovery a method of
looked like emerald, but I was afraid of I "" ,-,,-,
him. I shoved back from tbe basitisk. 1 washing lias been devised which taves
made up my mind he was a basilisk. I about ninety per cent, of the gold and
remember bow be wheeled bis chair round tho lucky men who took up claims
in front of me and with a concentrated literally under the ocean arc making
and diabolical effort attempted to destroy ' rapidly. At low tide the sand
my soul; but ther were good angels in .,,,.. , , , ,
the air that night It was no good resolu- shoveled into wagons and hauled
tion on my part, but it was tbe all en- above high water mark, where tho
compassing grace of a good Gnd that de- J aluice boxes are placed. These con-
livered me.
uewarei beware: u young
man!
There is a way that seemeth right untc
a man, but the end thereof is death. If !
all the victims of an impure life in all
lands and ages could be gathered to- i
gether. tbey would make a host vaster
than that which Xerxes led across the
Hellespont, than limour led across India,
thnn William tho Conqueror led across
Encland. than Abou-Bekr led across
Syria; and if they could be stretched out !
in single file across this continent 1 think j
the vanguara oi xne nost wouiu swna on ,
iUO WBLU Ul U7 A CIMl. V.II,IU JOfc U7 cat
guard stood on tbe beach of tbe Atlantic
I say this not because 1 expect to re
claim any one that has gone astray in this
fearful path, but because I want to utter
a warning for those wbo still maintain
their integrity. The cases of reclamation
of those wbo bave given themselves fully
up to an impure life are so few, probably
you do not know one of them. I have seen
a good many start out on that road. How
many bave I setn come Lack? Not one
that I now tbink of. It seems as if the
tpjll of death is on thnn and no
human voice or the voice of God
can break the spell. Their feet are
hoppled; their wrists are handcuffed.
Tbey bave around them a girdle of
reptiles bunched at the waist, fastening
them to an iron doom; every time they
breathe the forked tongues strike them
and they strain to break away until tbe
tendons snap and tbe blood exudes; and
amidst their contortions they cry out:
'Take me back to my father's house.
Where is mother! Take me home! Take
me home!"
Do I stand before a man to-day tbe locks
of whose strength are being toyed with,
let me tell you to escape lest the shears of
destruction take your moral and your I
nlaUnal SntsfTV-irV TlAm Btt SBaaA Wtf-hOTW 9
spiritual integrity. Do you not see your
sandals beginning to curl oa that red hot
path? This day in the name of Almighty
God I tear off the beautifying vail and
the embroidered mantle of this old hag
of iniquity, and I show yoa the ulcers
and tbe bloody ichor and the cancertd
lip and the pan log joints and the mace
rated limbs and tbe wriggliag putrefac
tion, and I cry out. O, horror of horrors!
In tbe stillness of this Sabbath hour J lift
a warning. Remember it is aucb tasier
to f Jim bad habits than to get clear of
them; ia one minute of time yoa may get
into a sin from which all eternity caa not
get yoa out
O, that th voice of God's truth might
drown the voice ef Delilah. Come into
tbe paths of peac, aad by the grace of
pardoning God start for tbraes of honor
aad domiaioa apoa which, yoa stay nl ;a.
rather thaa travel the road to a daageon
whrr the destroyed grind lathe mills ot
despair, taste lecaasheraaai tair yts,
est
I REAL GOLDEN SAND. ,
n&. ,
M .. j0aaj a raying Qaaatltles
i California iiearn.
j visitors to tho Cliff House, in Sam
. have notIced SOveraI
ra"-'31-". '"- " c .
Chinamen at low tide gathering ui th
black sanu on tne oeaun aim loaums
into wheezy old wagons drawn by
hordes still more wheezy. Tho curious
onlooker on asking what they intenilet"
to do with the itid would be told that
there was a small amount of jrold dust
iu it. and that the Chinamen extract, it;
that the amount of gold was very
small, anil that nobody but Chinamen
could make a living at the work. Until
a few weeks ajjo that was the only
known instance of the poetical im
agery of "golden santls" beiii prac
ticallv demonstrated.
Kut now, at. what is called the I.om-
poe ruininp;district. about two hundred
men aro makinjr Iargu wa-es by wash-
jnjr the sea-beach sand. Lompoe heaeb.
lies about fifty mile north of Santa
Harbara. and is just northward of Point
Conception. A mountain chain, called
locally the Santa Ynez. skirt the coast
for many miles in the rejriou. with but
otio break in it. and that is where the
Santa Ynez river breaks through tho
mountains and reaches the ssa. Where
the river empties is the northern ex
tremity of a black sand deposit which
extends for about lifteen miles south,
and abruptly terminates. At high tide
the sea entirelv covers the beach, and
breaks against tho foot of hih bluffa
of elav, &andstonc. shale, limestono
and a blue conglomerate rock. This
is constantly beinjj uudermined aud
washed away.
This black sand is found to bu very
rich in gold, but at first it was very
dillieuit to extract it. as the dust wsuj
so very line. The discovery was made,
in tho latter part of March, and the
"rocker" and "pan"' were used with
some sticces-. but it was discovored
that but a small percentage of the gold
was obtained. A peculiar fact, and one
which gives the district a certainty of
being permanent. U that the sea re
places the sand as rapidly as the miners
cart it away. This was illustrated oti
one of the first day's workings. At low
tide, when the deposit was uncovered
by the receding tide, a miner drove a
stake in his claim, and from the sand
at tho bottom of it washed out ti."l
colors." Ou the next day when tho
tide went down, the hole he had made
the day before was found tilled up. and.
in a short time, at exactly the same
spot, he washed twenty more 'colors.'
tain a succession of mercury covered
i plates, which catch nearly if not all
if -li-& rtt 1nct Ii fci iu nvnncTi'idtr
. ; , . ' . , . -
fine. in fact almost microscopic, but is
very pure, and is readily sold at the
high price of 1'1 per ounce.
The beach is all taken up and thero
are no claims on the market. About
two hundred men arc working claim:
of their own and several companies
have been formed and are working'
cla;ms that havc n purchased. Tho
Santa Barbara Black Sand Mining Com
pany in March put four men at work
on their claims, and in four weeks re
ceived from them $1,500; this, was be
fore the introduction of the improved
sluice boxes. The men. however,
average between $5 and $10 per day.
Various theories are adduced to ac
count for tho deposit. The most gen
erally accepted one is that there is a
rich gold ledge which crops up- in tho
bed of the ocean some distance out,
and which is ground by the action of
the sea and carried by tho Japanese
current, which sweeps in at that point,
to the California corL Another opin
ion, held by sonic ot the miners, is
that tho gold cr.mes from tho bluff,
which, at every high tide is washed
away to some -extent. But the most
persistent and .careful prospecting has
so far failed to disclose the slightest
depositor gold in the soil or the stone
which compos- 2 these bluffs. Another
plausible thec.ry is that the gold comes
flown the Sar ta Ynez river. A tribu
-.
tary of that 'river, called the San Eraig-
dio, passes through a very rich placer
mining cou ntry. Against this theory,
however, i s the fact that tho sand of
both river 3 yields no gold. The fact
that each high tide replaces the de
posit as fast as it is removed lends
color Vj the idea of there being a
wonderfully rich submarine gold
mine.--Los Angeles (Cal.) Cor. X. Y.
Tribune.
Swell to the Last.
Poah Cholly's dead."
"Dead? How?"
Stawvation."
Starved?"
Yes. He wore such tight collars
me couldn't swallow anv thiny."Har.
mar's Bazar. )
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