V
THROUGH A GLASS.
a,. N hk gooa snip umona
sSss?tJ was not vet half s
day outfron Queens
town, but already
msjestio Mrs. Claf
flia was laid out in
ber steamer -chair,
miserably limp and
sea-sick. She might
as well have been a
mummy for all the
interest she took in
' the watery world
around ber, or all
that her fellow-passengers
took in her,
completely bidden
as she was in her
wrappings of vails and afghans.
But the bright eyes or the yeung girl bc
sido her were observing enough for them
both, and her fair, interesting faco attract
ed the attention of every one who passed
along that side of the deck.
The invigorating salt wind ruffled up ber
soft, light hair, that curled coqucttisbly
under the dark blue Tarn O'Sbanter, and
brought a warm glow to her checks.
The deck was thronged with people tak
ing their morning constitutional, and tho
constantly recurring figures afforded her
much entertainment.
She lay back in her chair watching them,
with no thought of seeing a familiar faco
among them, and was almost startled when
she caught sight of one she recognized.
A tall young fellow in a gray tourist's
suit, sauntered along with bis hands behind
him, looking abstractedly off to sea. Ho
was going by without noticing any one.
She leaned forward a little aud called his
name. "Rob Rob Eustis!" It was spoken
so softly that her companion failed to hear,
but Eustis heard, and came hurrying up to
shake bands, his face glowing with pleas
ure at the unexpected meeting.
"Well, now, tins is jolly!" he exclaimed.
"I didn't think there was a soul on board
that I knew. "Who is that you have hidden
away so carefully!"
"Oh, that is Mrs. Claffiin. She is sound
asleep now. She is chaperoning me home,
you know. The rest of the family were not
ready to coaie. I have another year at
school yet, before they will let me stay
abroad longer than through vacation."
He looked around for a vacant chair, but
seeing noue, proposed a promenade around
the deck.
l hope James Clafllin's mother will have
a good sleep," she remarked, as he piloted
her around to the other side of tho ship.
"Why, what do you mean by that, Kitty?"
he asked, calling her by the old name he had
given her long ago.
"ily chapcroue, you know. She has done
nothing but talk of her sou James ever
tii:ce we left London. He is a model for all
y,zm and would be quite a catch for even a
Crown Princess in her opinion. I am tired
to death of having James and bis virtues
always on dress parade."
'She has been very good to me,"
Kutherine went on, "but James is gctftng
to be such a tiresome old story. Then, too,
she watches mo like a hawk, and seems to
recent any little, friendly attentions and
overtures that naturally grow out of a
sea voyase."
"Eureka!" he cried, with a mischievous,
boyish twinkle in his gray eyes. "I've had
an inspiration! Let's worry tho old lady a
little the balance of this trip, and make her
believe I'm an old sweetheart of yours.
Come on around to her aud present me."
"All right," assented Katherine, with the
same readiness with which she had entered
into their childish games when she was
six and he was ten.
Tho sickening sound of the gong for
lunch had just aroused Mrs. Clafflin to the
recollection that she was pitching around
on the uustablo deep, when Katherine came
up with Rob Eustis.
She introduced him as an old friend, with
a shy, upward glance at him that aroused
dark suspicions m Mrs.- Chimin's busy
-mind.
They stayed and" chatted awhile, rear
ranged ber rugs aud cushions, ordered ber
lunch, and then sauntered off a little way
to lean over tho railing and talk long and
earnestly.
"She's watching us," said Katherine,
after awhile. "I can feel her eyes on me.
There, she's getting ber spy glass out."
SUB CALLED IMS NAME.
" "VThcw! this sun is hot!" answered
Itob. "Let me raise your umbrella. Maybe
she can tell what you arc saying by the mo
tiun of your lips," he added, carefully ad
justing the umbrella to shut off tho view.
'I wonder how madamo likes that. She
can imagine all sorts of sweet glances and
tender words are going on under this thing,
whereas it is tho most platonic of friend
ships, with all sentiment left out."
Mrs. Clafflin chafed with impatient
curiosity, and bad numerous questions to
ask ber churgo when Rob finally brought
ber back and settled her in her chair.
One day near the end of the voyage be
stopied Katherine on tho stairs. "I'm go
ing to write you a note," he said, hurriedly.
'for the old lady to read with ber spy-glass.
I'll be up on deck in a few minutes. Watch
how she takes it."
Presently he sauntered past them with a
formal good morning, and seating himself
at some distance from them, opened a little
traveling companion of Russia leather, and
began to write.
Mrs. Clafflin grew uneasy. "Is that a ves
sel coming in sight 1" she remarked, after
awhile "It wtainly looks like one."
She caret i.Jy adjusted the glass, and her
eager and slowly swept the horizon. Then
she shifted her chair, partly turning her
back on Katherine, who was absorbed in a
book.
"How changeable tho water is this morn
ing," sbe observed. "Green and gray and
blue such constant variations."
hc seemed lost in thought for awhile
Katherine watched the glass furtively.
"It's aimed pretty straight," she said to
.herself. . ,
T.cb wroto slowly, with long pauses
Trbcrein be seemed deliberating what form
of expression to use, or how best to give
Utterance to bis thoughts; and slow.j,
vordbv word Mrs. Clafflin deciphered it
Ytwastraightforward.manly tetter.
feUiaff of bis love and bi hope, and bis in-
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ability to speak to her instead of writing
on account of her argus-eyed companion,
who evinced such dislike for him.
"I do not ask," he wrote, "for an imme
diate answer. I know you are too young
now to think of marriage, but I want the
sweet assurance that you care for me not
as you cared. .for the old friend and com
rade but as a lever now, and by and by as
something still 'nearer and dearer. Think
about it to-day and I will come to you at
sunset. If you greet mo with a smile, my
Kathleen, then I shall know that 1 may
hope, but if you turn away or I do not find
you In your usual place on the deck, then 1
shall know that tho love that has grown to
be dearer than life is denied me."
Katherine had been down in tho dining
room at lunch for some time when Rob
finished the letter. Mrs. Claffiin never vent
ured beyond its threshold, so sho was tak
ing her lunch on deck by herself when one
of tho stewards came up with a book. "For
Miss Allport," he said. "I thought she was
here."
"Let me have it I will give it to ber,"
she answered.
That evening at sunset Rob Eustis passed
back and forth along the deck. Mrs. Claf
fiin sat alone. "Kathie, dear," she had said
a few minutes before, "Mrs. Espey is very
anxious to hear you sing and I promised you
would favor her this evening. I see hei
r coming now to take you to themusie-room.,:
"My plan is working out beautifully,'
thought Mrs. Clafflin. "Ah 1 1 forgot to tei:
you, my dear, Mr. Eustis sent this to you
yesterday while you were at lunch. It is
the book you were discussing the other
day."
Katherine turned tho pages indifferently.
The note was not there. Mrs. Clafflin bad
slipped out tho sealed envelope Rob had
placed there, intending to replace it just
before landing, when an interview and ex
planation would bo too bite. She dropped it
'CAS I BE OF
ast service
kittt!"
TO-MORROW,
into the traveling bag under her berth
when she went to ner state-room, forgetting
that her's and Kathcrine's were exactly
alike.
Katherine found it, guessed how it came
there and laughed heartily to herself when
she read it, thinking of the consternation
with which it must have been read when
Mrs. Clafflin turned her glass upon it.
Then she re-read it Something in it
moved her strangely, and she read it again.
It did not sound like a jest. A vague un
happiness she could not account for took
possession of her and all the rest of the day
she was absent-minded and quiet.
Now that Eustis was disposed of, Mrs.
Clafflin felt that she could relax ber vigi
lance, and retired to her state-room to su
perintend her packing.
Katherine strolled out to the bow and
leaned over the railing to watch the fasci
nating rise and fall of the foam-tipped
waves. It was almost dark. They would
be in sight of the harbor lights before mid
night. Presently Rob came up beside her. "Can
I be of any service to-morrow, Kitty?" be
asked. "It Is tedious business getting
through the custom-house."
"Oh, no, thank you," she answered.
"James will bo there to do every thing."
Then she laughed.
"Mrs. Clafflin thinks she has nipped a fino
romance in tho bud. She thinks you have
proposed to me, that you believe I received
vour note and paid no attention to it, and
that lam ignorant ot the true state of af-
l,uiau" " " "" oww ..-
and port boles.
"No," ho said at length, "her little strata-J
gem was not useless. It brought me face to
face with myself. All that I wrote you that
night in jest I have come out here to-night
to repeat to you in earnest, and a thousand
limes more than that. I know now that I
loved you then, or I could not have written
as I did. I know that this may seem sudden
to you, but it is not sudden. It has been the
slow growth of years, though 1 have been
so long in recognizing it,"
The deep, earnest voice struck a re
sponsive chord in the girl's heart, but sho
would not let him know it.
"Well, Rob," she said, gaily, "you always
could carry out a joko better than any on
I ever knew. I wish Mother Clafflin could
hear you now."
"Oh, Katherine, do be serious," be pre
tested, with adesperate earnestness. "Be
lieve me, sweetheart, it is tho bappmess of
a lifetime I am asking for. Don't you care
for me in the least!"
He bent over her in the darkness. Her
hand rested a moment in his, but tho sweet
willful lips so near his own spoke no word,
-md the night hid the answer he might have
read in ber eyes.
Mrs. Espey passed with her maid.
"Mrs, Claffiin is looking for you," n
said in passing. "She is around on the other
side."
"Wait," pleaded Rob. "Yon have not
answered me. I will see yon to-morrow
:t your home! No; tell me now, Kitty. I
can't let you go without some little won!
of hope."
8he gave him both her hands an instanv
in a quick, impetuous way, and then was
.jone.
Early next morning Mrs. Clafflin stood
with glass in band, eagerly scanning the
tiundreds of people at the docks for a sight
nf James' well-known face, and glancing at
Catherine now and then to wonder how
they would impress each other. She no
ticed her bow to some one- just starting
down the gang-plank; and turned ia time to
see Robert Eustis raise his hat in what
seemed to her a very cool, indifferent man
ner. "He couldn't have been so much fat love
with her as bis letter seemed to indicate,"
she thought to herself, "or he sever would
have gotten over it so quickly. No telling,
though, what it might have come to if I
hadn't interfered. Thank goodness, here
izomes James!" . A.J.F.J..
fairs. But she saw 'through a glass dark- -"'" "" " '' umiij a cnju.
Iy when she turned her lens on us, and her As now then vessels wero accus
little stratagem was useless." tomed to carry a flag. In those days it
Rob did not answer. She stood there a was inscribed with the name of a
moment, feeling a strange restraint in his , heathen deity. A vessel bound forSyra
silcnce. Some unaccountable barrier seemed ; cuschadonitthe inscription "Castorand
between them, and sho could not go on jok- j p0nx. The ships wero provided with
ing as she bad dono before. Presently he , anchor9. Anchors were of two kinds;
Twinwr y thosc tut we" dropped into the sea.
slowlv back and forth. j ., ., A ...
Darkness drew down over the sea, but i and thoso that wcre thrown up onto the
tho light streamed out from the cabin doors i rocks to hold the vessel fast. This last
TO THE HOLY LAND.
Rev. T. DeWitt Talmage Addresses
. the Public Through the Press.
Vesrls of tho Olden Time and the Preent
The Christian Journey Over Lire's
Billow- The Voyage to llraven
Farewell Greetings.
,tcv. T. DeWitt Talmage, D. D., oi
Brooklyn, on his embarkation for the
Holy Land by the steamer City of Paris,
addressed his friends through tho press,
taking for his text Acts xx. 38: "And
they accompanied him unto tho ship."
Following is the sermon:
To the more than i.",000,000 people in
many countries to whom my sermons
como week by week, in English tonguo
and by translation, through the kind
ness of the newspaper press, I address
these words. I dictate them to a sten
ographer on the eve of my departure for
the Holy Land, Palestine. When you
read this sermon I will be in mid-Atlantic.
I go to lie gone a few weeks on a
religious journey. I go because I want
for myself and hearers and readers to
see Bethlehem, and Nazareth, and Jem
suleni, and Calvary, and all the other
places connected with the Saviour's life
and death, and so reinforce myself for
sermons. I go also because I am writ
ing the "Life of Christ," and can be
more accurate and graphic when I havo
liecn an eye witness of the sacred places.
Pray for my successful journeying and
my safe return.
I wish on the eve of departure to pro
nounce a loving benediction upon all
my friends in high places and low, upon
congregations to whom my sermons are
read in absence of pastors, upon groups
gathered out on prairies and in mining
districts, upon all sick and invalid and
aged ones who can not attend churches,
but to whom I have long administered
through the printed page. My next
sermon will be addressed to you from
Rome, Italy, for I feel like Paul when
he said: "So, as much as in me is, I am
ready to preach the gospel to you that
are at Home also." The fact is that Paul
was ever moving about on land or sea.
Ho was an old sailor not from occupa
tion, but from frequency of travel. I
think ho could have taken a vessel
across tho Mediterranean as well as
some of the ship captains. The sailors
never scoffed at him for being a "land
lubber." If Paul's advice bad been
taken the crew would never have gone
ashore at Melita. When the vessel went
; scudding under bare poles Paul was the
j only self-possessed man on board, and,
turning to the excited crew and despair
j ing passengers, he exclaims, in a voice
I that sounds above the thunder of the
tempest and tho wrath of the sea: "Re
of good cheer."'
The men who now go to sea with
maps and charts and modern compass,
warned by buoy and lighthouse, know
notuinj, of the periis of anciont naviga-
tion. Horace said that tho man who
first ventured on the sea must have had
a heart bound with oak and triple brass.
People then ventured only from head
land to headland and from island to
island, and not long after spread their
sail for a voyage across the sea. Before
starting, the weather was watched, and
tho ship having been hauled up on the
shore, the mariners placed their shoul
ders against the stern of the ship and
heaved it off. they at the last moment
leaping into it. Vessels wero then
chiefly ships of burden tho transit of
passengers being the exception; for the
world was not then migratory as in our
day, when, the first desire of a man in
one place seems to be to get into another
place. The ship from which Jonah was
I thrown overboard, and that in which
Paul was carried prisoner, went out
. , ... . ., , - .
Kinu was want ram alluded to when lie
said: "Which hope we have as an an-
hope
cbor of tho soul, both sure and stead
fast, and which entereth into that with
in the vail." That was what the sailors
call a "hook anchor." The rocks and
sand bars, shoals and headlands, not
being mapped out, vessels carried a
plumb line. They would drop it and
find tho water fifty fathoms, and drop it
again and find it forty fathoms, and
drop it again and find it thirty fathoms,
thus discovering their near approach to
the shore. In the spring, summer and
autumn the Mediteranean sea was white
with the wings of ships, but at the first
wintry blast they hied themselves to
tho nearest harbor, although now tho
world's commerce prospers in Janu
ary as well as in June, and in midwinter,
all over the wide and stormy deep, there
float palaces of light, trampling the bil
lows under foot, and showering the
sparks of terriblo furnaces on the wild
wind; and the Christian passengers,
tippeted and shawled, sit under the
shelter of the smoke-stack, looking off
upon the phosphorescent deep, on which
is written in scrolls of foam and fire:
"Thy way, O God, is in the sea and thy
path in the great waters!"
It is in those days of early navigation
that I sec a group of men, women and
children on the beach of the Mediter
ranean. Paul is about to leave the con
gregation to whom be had preached and
they are como down to see him off. It
is a solemn thing to part. There are so
many traps that wait for a man's feet.
The solid ground may break through,
and the sea how many dark mysteries
it hides in its bosom! A few counsels, a
hasty good-bye, a last look, and the
ropes rattle and the sails are hoisted,
and the planks arc hauled in and Paul
is gone. I expect to sail over some of
the same waters over which Paul sailed,
but before going X wast'to urge you ail
to embarlc for Heaven. ji 'ji
The Churchis'the drydock whereaouls
are to oe nttea ouuorneaven. malax
ing a vessel for this voyage, the first
need is sc'and timber. The floor timber
, t a
ought to be of solid stuff. For the want
of it vessels that looked able to run
their jibbooms into the eye of any
tempest when caught in a storm have
been crushed like a wafer. The truths
of God's word are what 1 mean by floor
timbers. Nothing but oaks, hewn in
the forest of divine truth, are stanch
enough for this craft.
You must have lovo for a helm to
guide and turn the craft. Neither pride,
nor ambition, nor avarice will do for a
rudder. Lovo not only in the heart,
but flashing in tho eye and tingling in
the hand lovo married to work, which
many look upon as so homely a bride
love, not like looks, which foam and
rattle, yet do nothing, but love like a
river that runs up tho steps of mill
wheels, and works in the harness of
factory bands; love that will not passby
on the other side, but visits tho man
who fell among thieves near Jericho,
nut merely saying "Poor fellow! you are
fearfully hurt," but. like the good
Samaritan, pours in oil and wine and pays
his board at the tavern. There must
also be a prow, arranged to cut and over
ride the billow. That is Christian per
severance. There are three mountain
surges that sometimes dash against a
soul in a minute the world, the flesh
and the devil: and that is a well built
prow that can bound over them. For
lack of this many have been put back
and never started again. It is the
broadside wave that so often sweeps the
deck and fills the hatches; but that
which strikes in front is harmless. Meet
troubles courageously and you surmount
them. Stand on this prow and as you
wipe off the spray of the split surges,
cry out with the apostle, "none of these
things more me." Let all your fears
stay aft. The right must conquer.
Know that Moses in an ark of bulrushes
can run down a war steamer.
Have a good, strong anchor. "Which
hope we have as an anchor." By this
strong cable and windlass hold on to
your anchor. "If any man sin. we have
an advocate with the Father." Do not
use the anchor wrongfully. Do not al
ways stay in the same latitude anil
longitude. You will never ride up the
harbor of eternal rest if you all the way
drag your anchor.
But you must have sails. Vessels arc
not lit for the sea until they have the
flying jib. the foresail, the topgallant,
the skysail, the gaffsail ami other can
vas. Faith is our canvas. Hoist it. and
the winds of heaven will drive you
ahead. Sails made out of any other
canvas than faith will be slit to tatters
by the first northeaster. Strong faith
never lost a battle. It will crush foes,
blast rocks, quench lightnings, thresh
mountains. It is a shield to the war
rior, a crank to the most ponderous
wheel, a lever to pry up the
pyramids, a drum whose beat gives
strength to the step of the heav
enly soldiery, and sails to waft ships
laden with priceless pearls from the
harbor of earth to the harbor of Heaven.
But you arc not yet equipped. You
must have what .seamen call the run
ning rigging. This comprises the ship's
braces, halliards, clew lines and such
like. Without these the yards could not
lie braced, the sails lifted, nor the can
vas in anywise managed. We have
prayer for the running rigging. Unless
you understand this tacking you are not
a spiritual seaman. By pulling on these
ropes you hoist the sails of faith and turn
them every whither. The prow of cour
age will not cut the wave, nor the sail
of faith spread and flap its wing, unless
you have strong prayer for a halliard.
One more arrangement and you will be
ready for the sea. You must have a
compass which is the Bible. Look at
it every day and always sail by it. as its
needle points toward theStarof Bethle
hem. Through fog and darkness and
storm it works faithfully. Search the
Scriptures. "Box the compass.'
Let me give you two or threo niles
for the voyage. Allow your appetites
and passions an under deck passage.
Do not allow them ever to come up on
tho promenade deck. Mortify your
members which are upon the earth.
Never allow your lower nature any
thing but a steerage passage. Let
watchfulness walk the decks asan armed
sentinel, and shoot down with great
promptness any thing like a mutiny of
riotous appetites.
Be sure to look out of the forecastle
for icebergs. These are cold Christians
floating alnnit in the Church. The frigid
zone professors will sink you. Steer
clear of icebergs. Keep a log book dur
ing all the voyage an account of how
many furlongs you make a day. The
merchant keeps a day book as well as a
ledger. You ought to know every night,
as well as every year, how things are
going. When the express train stops at
the depot, you hear a hammer sounding
on all the wheels, thus testing the safety
of the rail train. Bound, as we are,
with more than express speed toward a
great eternity, ought wo not often to
try the work of self examination?
Be sure to keep your colors up! You
know tho ships of England, Russia,
France and Spain by the ensigns they
carry. Sometimes it is u lion, some
times an eagle, sometimes a star,
sometimes a crown. Let it ever lie
known who you are, and for what
port you are bound. Let "Chris
tian" lie written on tho very front, with
a figure of a cross, a crown and a dove;
and from the masthead let float the
streamers of Immanuel. Then the
pirate vessels of temptation will pass
you unharmed as they say: "There
goes a Christian, bound for the port of
Heaven. We will not disturb her, for
she has too many guns aboard." Run
up your flag on this pully: "I am not
ashamed of the Gospel of Christ, for it
is the power of God and the wisdom of
God unto salvation." When driven
back or laboring under great stress or
whether now changing from starboard
back to larboard, and then from lar
board to starboard look above tho top
gallants, and your heart shall beat like
a war drum as the streamers float oa tho
wind. The sign of the cross will make
you patient, and fSe crown will make-
jUg-ad. ,- ; , ,v
Before you gain port you will smell
the land breezes of Heaven, and Christ,
the pilot, will meet you as you come
into the Narrows of Death, and fasten
to you, and say: "-When .thou passest
through the waters I will be with thee;
and through the rivers, they shall not
overflow thee." Are you ready for such
a voyage? Make up your minds. The
gang planks are lifting. Tho bell rings.
All aboard for Ifparpn! This world i-i
not your rest. Tho chaffinch is the si!-
liest bird in all the earth for trying to
make its nest on the rocking billow.
O, how I wish that as I embark for tho
Holy Land in the East, all to whom I
preach by tongue or type would embark
for Heaven! What you all most need is
God, and you need Him now. Some of
you I leave in trouble. Things are go
ing very rough with you. You have
had a hard struggle with poverty or
sickness, or persecution, or bereave
ment. Light after light has gone out,
and it is so dark that you can hardly
see any blessing left. May that Jesus
who comforted the widow of Nain and
raised the deceased to life, with His
gentle hand of sympathy wipe away
your tears! All is well.
When David was fleeing through the
wimerness. pursued oy ms own son. nu
was being prepared to ln-come the sweet
singer of Israel. The pit and the dun
geon were the best schools at which Jo
seph graduated. The hurricane that
upct the tent and killed Job's children
prepared the man of L"z to write the
magnificent poem that has astounded
the ages. There is no way td purify tho
gold but to burn it. Look at the people
who have always had their own way.
They are proud, discontented, useless
and unhappy. If you want to lind cheer
ful folks go among those who have been
purified by the fire. After Rossini had
rendered "William Tell" the five hun
dredth time a company of musicians
came under his window in Paris and ser
enaded him. They put upon his brow
a golden crown of laurel leaves. But
amidst all the applause and enthusiasm
I'ossini turned to a friend and said: "1
would give all this brilliant scene for a
few days of youth and love." Contrast
the melancholy feeling of Rossini, who
had every thing that this world could
give him, to the joyful experience of
Isaac Watts, whose misfortunes were
innumerable, when he says:
The hill of Zion y eUU
A thousand satreil eweets
Before we reach tlie heavenly fields
Or walk the goMen sttvels.
Then let our sonns annum).
And every tear be dry:
We're marching through Immanuel's
pround.
To rmrcr worlds on high.
It is prosperity that kills and trouble
that saves. While the Israelites were
on the march, amidst great privations
and hardships, thev behaved well. Af
ter a while they prayed for meat and the
sky darkened with a large flock of
quails, and these quails fell in great
multitudes all alout them: and the Is
raelites ate and ate and stuffed them
selves until they died. Oh! my friends,
it is not hardship, or trial, or starvation
that injures the soul, but abundant sup
ply. It is not the vulture of trouble
that eats up the Christian's life; it is
the quails! it is the quails!
1 can not leave you until once more I
confess my faith in the Saviour whom I
have preached. He is my all in all. I
owe more to the grace of God than most
men. With this ardent temperament, if
I had gone overboard I would have gone
to the very depths. You know I can do
nothing by halves.
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
I think all will be well. Do not be
worried about me. I know that my Re
deemer liveth. and if any fatality should
befall me. I think I should go straight.
I have been most unworthy, and would
be sorry to think that any one of my
friends had lieen as unworthy a Chris
tian as myself. But God hats helpwl a
great many through, and I hope he will
help me through. It is a long account
of shortcomings, but if He is going to
rub any of it out. 1 think He will rub it
all out. And now give us (for I go
not alone) your benediction. When you
send letters to a distant land you say
via such a city, or via such a steamer.
When you send your good wishes to us,
send them via the throne of God. We
shall not travel out of the reach of your
prayers.
Thrre U a scene where spirits blend.
Where fnend holds intercourse with friend;
Though sundered far. by faith we meet
Around one common mercy seat.
And now, may the blessing of God
conic down upon your bodies and upon
your souls, your fathers and mothers,
your companions, your children, your
brothers and sisters and your friends!
May you be blessed in your business and
in your pleasures, in your joys and in
your sorrows, in the house and by the
way! And if during our separation an
arrow from the unseen world should
strike any of us may it only hasten on
the raptures that God has prepared for
those who love Him! I utter not the
word farewell; it is too sad, too formal
a word for me to speak or write. But
considering that I have yourhand tight
ly clasped in both of mine, I utter a
kind, an affectionate and a cheerful
good-bye!
GREETED IN
SPANISH.
The Delegates Meet With
Novelty at
Louisville. Ky.
Lotrisvii.i.K, Ky., Nov. 3. A band in
the rotunda of the Gait House yesterday
morning played that dreamy Spanish
air. La Paloma, and thus were the All
Americas excursionists awakened to be
gin a round of hospitalities in this city.
At the Board of Trade Hon.
Harvey Watterson, gray-haired, seventy-six
years old, yet erect and
sturdy, with Governor Buckner and
ex-Governor McCreary received the
visitors. President Cornwall, of tho
Board of Trade, presented Hon. Harvey
Watterson as one who fifty years ago
was the American Minister to the
Argentine Confederation. The aged
Southron was cheered as he stood
upon his feet, and as he began speaking
the face of every Spanish-American
brightened with gratification- For the
first time since the journey began tho
men from the South were listening to
words of greeting in their own tongue,
Spanish.
The Yantic has been ordered to con
vey to Santiago de Cuba Lieutenant
John A. Forris and party, organized to
determine the difference in longitude in
West Indies during the coming wiater.
FARM AND FIRESIDE.
A well trained shepherd do? is
good piece of property. An untrained
one is of no value about sheep or cattle.
The gooseberry is such a favorito
fruit th:lt ts season can never bo tow
J long. To secure fruit some weeks later
5 than is produced in the ordinary quar-
i ters, si number of bushes should bo
planted behind or against a north wall.
Once in a while a cheap cow makes
a good return to her owner, but that is
not the rule. Tho rule is that cheap
things nro the mot expensive in. the
end, and cows are not ati exception to
tho rule. That does not mean, how
ever, that a man should invest a for
tune in u cow.
Examination at the Delaware ex
periment station of moderately pure
clover seed, with but a tritle more than
ona per cent, of impurity by weight,
showed that it contained the seeds of
plantain, ragweed, smariweeu ami iox-
, tail gs hl 6l,,ii0icnt quantity to put
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inches apart if tho clover seed wero
sown eight pounds to the acre.
To feed calves and young stoe'e
hay and have them weigh no more iu
April than they do in November, is t
loso hay aud labor: and to feed a dairy
that is unproductive on good hay ami
grain and make the protit from dairy
ing off of the grass next season, on low
prices, is quite as unprofitable. If tho
cows are to go unproductive let them
do so in grass and fly-time. Mako the
harvested crops pay a protit.
Kubbing will shrink flanmds. there
fore a board never should bo used.
Make u very hot suds with Caslilo soap
and about a tcaspoonful of borax. Soak
the flannels in this for a short time,
then wash by rinsing them well in this
water, rubbing very lightly with tho
hands. When clean, rinse in boiling"
hot water, then in another water with
a very little Castile soap suds, and dry
quickly out of the wind.
The Ohio Poultry Journal tells us
that fowls do not moult alike, nor do
they moult at tho same time annually;
tho usual season, however, is from
June to September, while in some
cases it runs to Christmas. Young and
healthy fowls, fed largely on nitro
genous food, mouit early in the season;
old and debilitated hens moult late
Hens must have the material for mak
ing rich blood and feathers before thoy
shed their old feathers.
Oyster Fritters: Drain off tho
oyster liquor, boil and skim, and to a
cup of it add a cup of sweet milk,
threo eggs. salt, and Hour for a fairly
thick batter. Have hot butter or beef
drippings ready in a kettle; stir tho
oysters into the batter whole, and drop
into the hot fat by tho spoonful, one
oyster to each spoonful of batter. The
oysters should lie large and plump.
Let tho fritters fry to a delicate browu
and servo piping hot.
ABOUT COMBED HONEY.
How to Car for It So That Wilt Urine a.
CSood lrlce.
Too much of the honey which is sent
to market brings a low price because
it has been poorly cared for. These
practical hints from the Iowa Homo
stead ajro worth noticing:
In the fir-it place, there is no hurry
about taking it off the hives. The lice
can care for it more cheaply, and even
if it is not quite so white as when taken
off earlier, flavor is improved by per
fect ripening, which, to my mind,
more than compensates for tho slightly
darker shade which the comb presonts.
If taken off during warm weather it
will sometimes be spoiled by the larva
of the bee-moth. Tho worms can be
fumigated with sulphur in a tight box
or room, but this is seldom necessary,
and is not practiced to any extent by
the best honey producers. If cob!
honey is produced by the best methods
there will be scarcely any pollen cell
in it. and in the absence of these the
moths do little harm. A worm is sel
dom seen in surplus honey unless there
is pollen in some of the cells. When
honey is taken off the hive, if in small
sections containing only one comb
each, it can bo held up to the light and
every cell of pollen detected. If these
are kept by themselves and used or
sold first, the rest will be compara
tively free from moths.
Honey should never be kept in a
cellar neither comb nor extracted.
That is the worst possible place for it.
It will gather moisture or "sweat" and
soon become "off flavor,' if not posi
tively sour. Store it in a dry. warm
room, if possible (safe from mtce).then
it will keep ten years. It will not
granulate so soon in a warm room, and
its flavor will improve. I now have
some that is three years old, and is not
candied, but is so thick that it will not
run. Extracted honey can not bo kept
in too warm a room.
A Remedy for Insomnia.
The abuse of the eye is the crime of
the age. I am prepared to demonstrate
that at least nine-tenths of the prevail
ing sleeplessness of which we hear so
much is duo to nervousness directly
traceable to the optic nerve- We are
wearing our eyes out over books and
desks and types, and the effect shows
itself not only in the appearance of the
organ itself, but in its retroactive effect
on nerve and brain. I have discovered
a remedy for sleeplessness, and for the
reason I havo never known it to fail I
am fortified in my opinion that the
whole trouble arises from the over
strain of the eyes Take a soft cloth
say a piece of napped towel and fold
in it two small pieces of ice at a dis
tance apart to exactly cover the eyes
when the cloth is laid across them.
Then lie down, adjust the cloth with
the ice over the closed eyes and you
will be asleep in a very short while.
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