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recent sermon at-Brooklv Her.
Witt Talmaire took the weather
his subject His text was: "Hath
rain a lather?" Job. nxriiL 2fi
He said:
This Book of Job has been the sub
ject of unbounded theological wrangle.
Men have made it the ring in which to
display their ecclesiastical pugilism.
Some say that the Book of Job is a true
history; others that it is an allegory;
other that it is an epic poem; others
that it is a drama. Some say that Job
lived l.bOO years before Christ, others
that he never live at alL Some say the
author of this book was Job; others
David; others Solomcn. The discussion
has landed some in blank infidelity.
Now, I have no trouble with the Books
of Job or Revelation the two most
mysterious books in the Bible because
of a rule I adopted some years ago. I
wnde down into a scripture nassaee as
long as I can touch bottom, and
when I cannot, then I wade out
I used to wade in it until it was over
my head, and then I got drowned. I
study a passage of scripture so long as
it is a comfort and help to ray soul; but
when it Incomes a perplexity and a
ppiritual upturning, I quit In other
words we ought to wade in up to our
heart, but never wade in until it is
over our head. No man should ever ex
pect to swim across the great ocean of
divine truth.
I suppose you understand your family
genealogy. You know something about
your parents your grandparents, your
great-grandparents. Perhaps you know
where they were born, or where
they died. Have you ever studied the
parentage of the shower? "Hath the
rain a father?" This question is not
asked by a poetaster or a scientist but
by the head of the universe. To humble
uud to save Job, (iod askod him four
teen questions; about the world's archi
tecture, about the refraction of the
sun's rays, about the tides, about the
snow crystal, about the lightning, and
then he arraigns him with the interro
gation of the text: "Hath the rain a
father?"
With the scientific wonders of the
rain I have nothing to do. A minister
gets through with that kind of sermons
within the first three years, and if he
has pietj' enough he gets through with
it in the first three months. A sermon
has come to me to mean one word of
four letters: "help!" You all know
that the rain is not an orphan. You
know it is not cast out of the gates of
heaven a foundling. You would an
swer the question of my text in the
iiflirmative. Safely housed during the
storm, you hear the rain beating against
the window pane, and you find it
searching all the crevices of the window
silL It first eowes down in solitary
drops pattering ttie dust and then it
deluges the fields and angers the moun
tain torrents, and makes the traveler
implore shelter. You know that the rain
is not an accident of the world's econ
omy. You know it was born of the
cloud. You know it wus rocked in the
raille of the wind. You know it was
""fBi; to sleep by the storm. You know
is a flying evangel from henven
-tli. You know it is the gospel of
thcr. 1 ou know mat. uoa is
ither. If this bo true, then how-
wicked is our murmuring about cli
matic changes.
The first eleven Sabbaths after I en
tered the ministry it stormed. Through
the week it was clear weather, but on
the Sabbath the country meeting house
looked like Noah's ark before it land
ed. A few drenched people sat before
a drenched pastor, but most of the
farmers staved nt homo and thanked
God that what was bad for the church
was good for the crops. I committed a
good deal of sin in those days in de
nouncing the weather. Ministers of
the Gospel sometimes fret about stormy
Sabbnths or hot Sabbaths or inclement
Sabbaths. They forget the fact that
same God who ordained the Sabbath
and sent forth His ministers to an
nounce salvation also ordained the
weather. "Hath the rain a father."
Merchants, also, with their stores
filled with new goods and their clerks
hanging idly around the counter, com
mit the same transgression. There
have been seasons when the whole
spring and fall trade has been ruined
by protracted wet weather. The mer
chants then examined the "weather
probabilities" with more interest than
they read their Bibles. They watched
for'a patch of blue sky. They went
complaining to the store, and came com
plaining home again. In all that sea
son of wet feet and dripping garments
and impassable streets they never ofnce
asked the question: "Hath the ram a
father?"
So agriculturists commit this sin.
There is nothing more annoying than to
have planted corn rot in the ground be
cause of too much moisture, or hay all
ready for the mow dashed of a shower,
or wheat almost ready for the sickle
spoiled with the rust How hard it Ls
to bear the agricultural disappoint
ments. God has infinite resources, but
1 do not think he has capacity to make
weather to suit all farmers. Some
times it is too hot or it is too cold; it is
too wet or it is too dry; it is too early,
or it is too late. They forget that the
God who promised seed time and har
vest summer and winter, cold and heat
also ordained all the climatic changes.
There is one question that ought to
be written on erry barn, on every
fence, on every farm house: "Hath the
rain a father?" If we only knew what
a vast enterprise it is to provide appro
priate weather for this world we would
not be so critical of the Lord. Isaac
Watts, at 10 years of age, complained
that he did notlike the hymns that were
sung in the English chapel. "Well."
said his father. "Isaac, instead of your
complaining about the hymns go and
make hvmns that are better." And he
did go and make hymns that were bet
ter. Now, I say to you, if you do not
like the weather, get up a weather com
pany and have a president and a sccre
xarv, and a treasurer, and a board of
directors, and SIO.000,000 of stock, and
then provide weather that will suit all
of us. There is a farm that is dried up
for the lack of rain, and here is a
pleasure party going out for a field ex
cip -jn. Provide weather that will suit
jht larm anu iucpiiu't'-'"
rs. I will not take i oi
a BBBBnaaTt ..... ,NT.nariT- There
is oni?wB3"ingK in the universe who
knows Hough to provide for the right
kind of weather for this world. "Hath
the rain a father?"
Sly text ako suggests God's minute
supervision. You see the Divine Soa
ship in every drop of rain. The jewels
of the shower are not flung away by a
spendthrift who knows not how many
he throws or where they falL They are
all shining princes of Heaven. Thej
all have an eternal lineage. They are
all the children of a king. "Hath the
rain a father?"
Well, then, I say if God takes notice
of every minute raindrop. He will take
notice of the most insignificant affair of
my life. It is the astronomical view of
things that bothers men. We look up
into the night heavens, aad we say;
"TnTiL'll W-l.
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"Worlds! worlds!" and how insignifi
cant we feel! We stand at the foot of
Mount Washington or Mount Blanc,
and we feol that we are only insects,
and then we say to ourselves: Thocgh
the world is so large, the sun is 1,406,
000 times larger." "O," we say, "it is
of no use, if God wheels that great ma
chinery through immensity. He will not
take the trouble to look down
on me." Infidel conclusion. Saturn,
Mercury and Jupiter are no more
rounded and weighed and swung by the
hand of God than are the globules oa a
lilac bnsh the morning after a shower.
God is no more in magnitudes than he
is in minutim. If He has scales to weiga
the mountains. He has balances delicate
enough to weigh the infinitesimal. You
can no more see him through the tele
scope than you can see IKm through
the mLscroscopc; no more when you
look up than when you look down.
Arc not the hairs of your head all
numbered? And if Himalaya has
God, "hath not the rain a father?"
When the Christian army was be
sieged at Beziers and a drunken drum
mer came in at midnight and rang the
alarm bell, not knowing what he was
doing, but waking up the host in time
to fight their enemies that moment ar
riving, was it an accident? When, in
one of the Irish wars, a -starving
mother, flying with her starving child,
sank down and fainted on the
rocks in the night and her hand
foil on a warm bottle of milk, did
that just happen so? God is either In
the affairs of men or our religion is
worth nothing tH all, and you bad bet
ter take it away from us and instead
of this Bible, which teaches the doc
trine, give us a secular look, and let us,
as the famous Mr. Fox, the member of
parliament in his last hour, cry out:
"Read me the eighth book of VirgiL"
O! my friends let us rouse up to an ap
preciation of the fact that all the affairs
of our life are under a King's command
and under a Father's watch. Alexan
der's war horse, Bucephalus would al
low anybody to mount him when he
was unhnrnesscd; but as soon as thoy
put on that war horse, Bucephalus, the
caddie and the trappings of the con
queror, he would nllow no one but
Alexander to touch him. And if a soul
less horse could have so much pride in
his owner, shall not we immortals exult
in the fact that we are owned by a
King? "Hath the rain a father?"
Again, my subject teaches me that
God's dealings with us are inexplicable.
That was the orignal force of my text
The rain was a great mystery to the
ancients. They could not understand
how the water should get into the
cloud, and getting there, how it should
bo suspended, or falling, why it should
come down in drops. Modern science
comes along and says there arc two
portions of air of different tempera
ture, and they are charged with moist
ure, and the one portion of air de
creases in temperature so the water
may longer be held in vapor and it falls.
And they tell us that some of the
clouds that look to be only as large as
a man's hand, and to be almost quiet in
the heavens sire great mountains of
mist 4.000 feet from base to top, and
that they rush miles a minute. But
after all the brilliant experiments of
Dr. James Button and Saussurc and
other scientists, there is an indefinite
mystery about the rain. There is an
ocean of the unfathomable in every
rain drop, and God says to-day, as He
said in the time of Job: "If you can not
understand one drop of rain, do not be
surprised if My dealings with you are
inexplicable."
Why does that aged man, decrepit
beggared, vicious, sick of tho world,
and the world sick of him, live on,
while here is a man in middle life, con
secrated to God, hard working, useful
in every respect who dies? Why does
that old gossip, gadding along the
street about everybody's business but
her own, have such good health, while
the Christian mother, with a Hock of
little ones about her whom she is pre
paring for usefulness and for Heaven
the mother who you think could not be
spared an hour from that household
why does she lie down and die with a
cancer? Why does that man, selfish to
the core, go on adding fortune to for
tune, cousuming everything on himself,
continuing to prosper, while that
man, who has been giving ten percent
of all his income to God and tho church,
goes into bankruptcy? Before we make
stark fools of ourselves let us stop
pressing this everlasting "why." Let
us worship where we can not under
stand. Let a man take that one ques
tion "why?" and follow it far enough
and push it and he will land in wretch
edness and perdition. We want in our
theology fewer interrogation marks
and more exclamation points. Heaven
is the place for explanation. Earth is
the place for trust If you can not un
derstand so minute a thing as a rain
drop how can you expect to understand
God's dealings? "Hath the rain a
father?"
Again, my text makes me think that
the rain of tears Ls of divine origin.
Great clouds of trouble sometimes
hover over us. They are black, and
they are gorged, and they are thunder
ous. They are more portentous than
Salvator or Claude ever painted clouds
of poverty, or persecution, or bereave
ment They hover over us and they
get darker and blacker, and after
awhile a tear starts and we think by
an extra pressure of the eyelid to stop
it Others follow and after awhile
there is a shower of tearful emotion.
Yea, there is a rain of tears. "Hath
that rain a father?"
"O," you say, "a tear is nothing but a
drop of limpid fluid secreted by the
lachrymal gland is only a sign of weak
eyes." Great mistake. Itisoneofthe
Lord's richest benedictions to the
world. There are people in Blackwell's
Island insane asylum, and at Utica, and
at all the asylums of this land who
were demented from the fact that'they
could not cry at the right time. There
have been times in your life when
you would have given the world, if you
had possessed it for one tear. You
could shriek, you could blaspheme, but
yon could not cry. Have you never
seen a man holding the hand of a dead
wife, who had been all the world to
him? The temples livid with excite
ment the eye dry and frantic, no moist
ure on the upper or lower lid. You
saw there were bolts of anger in the
cloud, but no rain. To your Christian
comfort, he said: "Don't talk to me
about God, there is no God; or if there
is I hate Him; don't talk to me about
God; would He have left me and these
motherless children?"
But a few hours or days after, coming
across some lead pencil that she owned
in life, or some letters which she wrote
when he was away from hone, with aa
outcry that appals, there barsta the
fountain of tears, and as the samligat
of God's consolation strikes that foaa
tain of tears, you ad oat that it is a
tender hearted merciful, pitiful aad all
compassionate God who was the father
of the rain.
"O," yon say, "it is absurd to think
that God is going to watch over tears."
No, my friends. There are three or
four kinds of them that God counts,
bottles, and eternizes. First there are
all parental tears, and there are asore
of these than of any other kind, because
the most of the race die ia iaf aacy, aad
that keeps parents asoaraiagaU aroaad
the world. They never get over it
They may live to shout and stag after
ward, but there is alwajrs a corridor ia
the soul that is sileat, though x oace
resounded. Tbea, there are the Dial
tears. Little chfldrea soon get over
the loss of parents. They are easily
diverted with a aew toy. Bat where ia
the man that has eosse to 39, or 49 or M
years of age who eaa thiak of the old
people withoat having all the f oaataiaa
of his soul stirred ap?
Have yoa never heard aa old an ha
delirium of some sickness call for Ma
mother? The fact is we get so ased to
calling for her the Irst tea years of oar
life we never get over it, and when aha
goes away from as it makes deep sor
row. You sometimes, perhaps, ia
days of trouble and darkness, when tha
world would say "yoa oaght to be
able to take care of yourself, yoa
wake ap from your dreasss nadiaf
yourself saying: "O, mother! mother!"
Have these tears bo diviae origin?
Why, take all the warm hearts that
ever beat in all lands aad in all
ages, and put them together, aaa
their united throb would be weak
compared with the throb of God's
eternal sympathy. Yes, God akm
is Father of all that rain of repentance.
Did yoa ever see a rain of repentance
Do yoa know what it is that makes a
man repent? I see people going aroaBd
trying to repent They cannot repent
Do you know, no man can repent until
God helps him to repeat? How do 1
know? By this passage: "Him hath
God exalted to be a Prince and a
Savionr to give repentance," 0! it is a
tremendous hour when one wakes ap
aad says: "lam a bad man: I have not
sinned against the laws of the land, bat
I have wasted my life; God asked me
for my services and I haven't given
those services. O! my sins, God forgivs
me." When that tear starts
it thrills all Heaven. An angel
cannot keep his eye off it and tha
church of God assembles around, and
there is a commingling of tears, and
God is the Father of that rain, the Lord,
long, suffering, merciful aad gracious.
In a religious assemblage a man arose
and said: "I have been a very wicked
man; I broke my mother's heart; I be
came an infidel; but I have seen my
evil way, and I have surrendered my
heart to God; but it is a grief I 2aa
never get over that my parents should
never have heard of my salvation; I
don't know whether they are living or
dead." While yet he was standing in
the audience, a voice from the gallery
said: "Oh! my son, ray son!"
He looked up, and he recognized her.
It was his old mother. She had been
praying for him for a great many years,
and when, at the foot of the cross, tha
prodigal on and the praying mother
embraced each other, there was a rain,
a tremendous rain, of tears, and God
was the father of those tears.
The king of Carthage was dethroned.
His people rebelled against him. Ho was
driven into banishment His wife and
children were outrsgeously abused.
Years went by, and the king of Car
thage made many friends. He gath
ered up a great army. He marched again
toward Carthage. Beaching the gates
of Carthage, the best men of the place
came out bare footed and bare headed,
and with ropes around their necks cry
ing for mercy. They said: "We abused
you and we abused your family, but we
cry for mercy." The king of Carthage
looked down upon the people from bis
chariot and said: "I came to bless; I
didn't come to destroy. You drove me
out but this day I pronounce pardon
for all the people. Open the gate and
let the army come in." The king
marched in and took the throne, and
the people all shouted: "Long live the
king!"
My friends you have driven the Lord
Jesus Christ the King of the church,
away from your heart; you havo been
maltreating Him all these years; but
He comes back to-day. He stands in
front of the gates of your 6ouL If you
will only pray for His pardon He will
meet you with His gracious spirit and
He will say: "Thy sins and thy iniqui
ties I will remember no more. Open
wide the gate: I will take the throne.
My peace I give unto you." And then,
all through this audience, from the
young man and from the old, there will
be a rain of tears and God will be tha
Father of that rain!
CAUGHT REDHANOED.
The Way In Which Male aad Female Cow
celt la Displayed.
The show windows of the largest
stores are veritable things of beauty,
but a little observation convinces one
that the ceaseless throngs on State
street do not turn their glances or their
stcps windowards altogether as a com
pliment to the window-trimmer's art
It is safe to say that fully one-half the
men and women who give a look, how
ever fleeting, at the show windows do
so to look at their own reflections It
is so convenient you know, and it gives
one such a sense of security to know
that a dress is trailing exactly or a cra
vat is perfectly adjusted. The window
glass is generally most scrupulously
polished, and it is just as good as look
ing at a mirror. And yet nobody seems
to acknowledge openly that he or she
admires the reflected image in the glass
more than the wares displayed behind
it
An incident amusingly illustrative of
this modern symptom of human vanity
occurred one day lately ia front of one
of the large jewelry stores on State
street There sauntered up from the
north a young man who was so well
ordered in his attire that the lack of
conspicuosity about him was al
most painfuL He eased his gait
a trifle as he approached the jew
elcr's window, until he stood before it,
negligently gazing at the window.
From the south there had come U tha
same strip of pavement a damsel whose
violet-bowcrcd bonnet and light-gray
cape proclaimed that she was one of
spring's most glorioas and f ashioaabla
buds She spent a brief moment at tha
window.
In that moment with an anconscioaa
movement born of custom, she raised
her right hand slightly to aa infinlte
simally more accurate adjustment of
her veil, her eyes firmly fixed on tha
pretty image of herself that the glass
reflected. Simultaneously tha young
man. equally absorbed in saaf-apBtea
plation. began a light airy aort of re
touching process to his tie, 'aad waa
about to move away whea same im
pulse drew his eyes farther along the
window. His eyea anH hers ia reflec
tion. He saw her arraagaajt her veil,
and yet coald aot let fall his hand qaick
enough to disgaiae from her eyas the'
fact that he had stepped there eat the
same purpose as she.
Tbea each realised that they were
caught redhaaded, in self-coat rmpla
tion. They moved quickly onward,
she blashmg farioasly, Tn bitiag aia
lip. The eyes of both were downcast;
only as they passed one aaother a
roguish smile was observable oa. tha
lias of both that broadeaedlato atwoad
chuckle after they had passed. Chi
cago Tribune.
Coasia Tom So yoa are net goaag to
marry aim?
Eleanor No.
Coasin Toat Why aot?
Eleanor Well, papa ohjecto to hia
fortune, mamma objects to aia fam9y
aad I object to his character; ami aa-'
sides that ae aaa aot asked mays.
Life.
There are 15C,t7S,87S
Bse at the present tiaM. Of tnia aaaa
ber, there k possibility that on
keeps as good txsan as tha rattier
Jeweler's Circalaj. r sj
DETROIT CELEBKlTIEa
Gran. John PaJJbrd, TJ. a. A-, sad
.Oapt Francis Martin, TJ. a N.
Is the Meet U perstely
Km la America autd the
Latter Atlitlrf yael i's
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'Special Detroit Ofies.) Com-oeAce.l
"Is the general ia?"
Yes he was in. A neat hoasemaid
ushered mc into the library and there 1
found Gen. Pulford enjoying a tete-a-tete
with his charming young wile,
while their noble boy the child of his
old age prattled on the rug at their
feet. Theveteraa extended his usual
genial welcome, and rose to shake hand."
with as much alacrity as if he did not
carry a lot of rebel lead hidden in his
bones.
His friend aad comrade. Gen. O. M
Toe, says of Gen- Pulford:
"A more gallant man than Gen. Pul
ford never walked the face of the earth
and the records show it I was In the
same brigade with him. although not
in the same regiment, but his courage
and gallantry was confined by no regi
mental limits. It wss known and
recognized through the entire army."
Gen. Pulford served through the en
tire war and it is believed that he is the
only man who ever survived being
struck by a solid shot from a cannon.
At Malvern Hill he was lying on his
face with others of his regiment the
Fifth Michigan volunteer infantry,
when a solid shot from a rebel cannon
half a mile away rebounded in the air
HO feet in front and fell on him, strik
ing him on the left side of the head.
The shock threw him up three feet in
the air, split his skull, and pulvcrued
his collar bone. His comrades picked
him up, leaned him against a tree, and
left him there to die.
A day or two after he disappeared
and they telegraphed home to his wife
that he was dead and his body missing.
Two weeks afterwards he was discov
ered in J..ibby prison where he had been
tenderly cared for by his fellow prison
ers, "but he was delirious with pain and
attacked everybody who approached
him.
The prison authorities took the first
opportunity of exchanging the poor fel
low and he was sent to Baltimore
where he lay for two months in the
hospital, never speaking a word. Sud
denly one day he opened his eyes and
took up life where it had left him on the
battlc-tield.
The manacles and chains which had
restrained him while violent were re
moved and the soldier of iron constitu
tion recovered, went back to his regi
ment and lived to have his back broken
and both arms partially disabled in the
battle of the Wilderness, besides being
wounded in tho knee at Boydtown
plank road
Gen. Pulford did some harder fighting
after the war, when he fought the Forty-fourth
congress for the maintenance
of his rank in the army and a pension
commensurate with his shattered con
dition. He finally won. His victory
was established upon this clause in the
report:
"It la considered that ho has risked his per
son, as an officer. In doublo as many encago
ments and actually commanded a regiment In
more batUcs tbsn tho oldest regiment In the
United States army has participated In since
Its original organization In 179V
It docs not often happen that a man
lives to read his own obituary even
once, but Gen. Pulford has had this ex
perience twice in the course of his va
ried life. The first w;w; when he was
reported dead on the battle-field of Mal
vern Hill, the other when he was
stricken down with a stroke of paraly
sis, the result of his wounds, some four
years ago. When he recovered it was
not deemed best to let him know how
0KS. JOHX PULFORD, TT. B. A.
ill he had been. To this end Mrs. Pul
ford burned all the papers, and cautioned
friends not to talk with him on the sub
ject But one day, when his wife was ab
sent, the general sent for a barber in
tending to make a toilet that would
surprise heron her return. The bar
ber, like the most of his class, was lo
quacious. "Well now, gcn'l, you mos' gone of!
dat time," he said, as he lathered up for
a close military share.
"I expect I was, Barnes. Guess I must
have been pretty sick."
"You done bin buried and laid out in
de papers."
"Is that so?" asked the general with
a nervous shiver.
"Yes, sab. Dare was seben or eight
pieces in dc papers tcllcn how you fit de
rebels, and what a great man yoh was
in de wah."
"Barnes." said the general as soon as
he was shaved, "here is a dollar. Go
out and buy me some of those papers
you were talking about"
When Mrs. Pulford reached home
she found the general sitting ap lushed
with fever.
"I aever deserved it Emma," he said:
"I did not know I had so many friends.
really oaght to have died." ,
But Bay of these fine days the general
may be seen walking down Woodward
aveaae, from his hoase oa Charlotte
aveaae, as brisk as any of the yoaager
mea about hha. aad he will entertaia
eight soldier-visitors daring the comiag
grand army encampment to be held in
Detroit in August with their wives aad
families.
And he wears his honors like the
modest man he is. i
Few meeting ' film casually woald
dream that be was engaged in all the
actions of the army of the Potomac, that
Be had participated in twenty-five ea
gagements and had seen eighteen years
of hard service.
There is a chapter of history ia every
artiil of such a life, a lesson of patriot
Jaav which every yoang asaa woald do
arail to commit to memorr. Aad it is
feteasiaed br the fact that Gea. Pal
fartt wao foaght so valiantly for the
atorsaad stripes, was bora ander the
anion Jack; is by birth an Eagiithmaa,
ay adoption aa Americaa.
Oae incident ia coaaeetioa with am
aaaii if j is rather amasiag. When the
arried his present wife he
t abroad oa a bridal toar. aad made
Laadoa his headquarters. Everywhere
ac"weat he was received as aa Ameri
can, oncer, aad feted as sack. It was
the time when aVaalaaga waa content'
tog sis seat at parkameat aad the patift-
teaiaaa
All
fr-m entrance to the hoase. bat a di ver
sion was made la favor of the distin
guished visitor who was presented with
two tickets. At the entrance earriagf
after carriage was taraed away by the
1ti- l.lrw fcrart ivlun n1B Pat
-, ru annrmneed there was a
stentorian cry: "Room for the Ameri
can general's carriage." and he and ha
wife were escorted to teats of honor.
And he U a true American in purpose
aad spirit, a member of the Loyal Le
gioa aad a loyal lover of "Michigan, my
Michigan."
"Ship ahovn
"Ha-l-l-o!"
"What ship is that?
"Purington from America bound to
Java. In need of water."
"Stay where you are!"
This nautical conversation Vok place
on May C. 1S21, between Capt Williams,
of the American merchant-man the
Purington, and the British sloop of wax
Rosalie, commanded bv Capt Marryat
CAPT. FRANCIS MAKTI.f, V. 8. X.
the distinguished novelist who. wilr
tho Vigo, a 74-gun man of war, lay at
anchor in St James bay, being there
for the pui-pose of keeping off all ves
sels coming too near the prison home of
the 6nce great Napoleon.
The Purington was, however, per
mitted to stop for tho purpose of ob
taining wood and water, and in defer
ence to the American flag, but scarcely
had the captaiu and his mate, Mr. Mar
tin, then a young man, stepped ashore,
than the wind, which was blowing a
gale, caused the ship to slip her anchor
and she was blown twenty miles out to
sea.
She did not return for several hours,
and young Martin was given an oppor
tunity of seeing the solemn and lonely
burial of the man who for years had
been held a prisoner there by tho Eng
lish nation.
"He died at Longwood, a part of the
island which is 2,.'00 feet above the level
of the sea," said Capt Martin yesterday
in an interesting chat on this subject
"and ithas always Iwcn thought that Sir
Hudson Lowe, who was governor of the
island, sent him up there to hasten his
death. He died in a small frame house,
and his remains were placnl in a plain
wooilcn coflln and carried to the grave
in a rough hearse. The palllwarcrs
were the officers of his staff, loyal
Frenchmen who remained with him in
exile. An English military band pre
ceded the hearse, playing the 'Dead
Marchr and several companies of sol
diers follow cd. The grave was leneath
a willow tree in a spot selected by him
self. His own chaplain read a hurried
service. The soldiers fired a volley over
his grave, and the band marched away
playing a quickstep."
There had been a great deal of excite
ment; the English soldiers could hardly
conceal their joy at tho death of thcii
prisoner, as thej- were now allowed tc
return to their own country.
Capt Martin said that his mind was
greatly impressed with the lonely spec
taclo and pageant of death under such
circumstances. He liclicvcs that if
Napoleon had surrendered to Russia he
would have been treated as a distin
guished prisoner of war.
"Everywhere on the island I heard
him praised for his fortitude, his cour
age, and his courtesy to all about him.
and many incidents were related of hit
sufferings, anil the cruelty of Gov. Lowe
toward him."
Capt Francis Martin. U. S. N., is a
hale and hearty veteran of ninety-one
years, being born in New York, state
in 1800. He has all his faculties at their
best beyond a slight deafness, and
reads historical and biographical books
daily He lives with his agreeable
family at 1..9 First street Detroit and
is one of the picturesque landmarks of
the past which arc left to. adorn the
boundaries of the present
Mas. M. L. Ratxb.
toat in a Woman' rocket.
It is seldom that a woman lose any
thing in the pocket of her own dress,
but such a thing actually happened to
a very clear-headed and methodical
young woman whose residence is la
Italtimore. but whose comings and go
ings encompass nearly very civilized
quarter of the globe. Some time ago
Mrs. C missed her pocketbook, contain
ing a considerable sum of money A
careful search through her own cory
establishment failed to disclose it
whereabouts. The household servants
were all well known and trustworthy,
aad there vere no circumstances that
even suggested theft The loss wa
discovered mwd after a visit to tht
city. aodadvertiAeraents were sprinkled
plentifully among the newspapers. The
msvsiag pocketbook persistently con
tinned to be missing in spite of all ef
forts to discover it After awhile the
circumstance of its loss was forgotten.
A newly-planned trip necessitated the
overhauling of the younjr woman
wardrobe, and by the nresl accident
the lost article was found rcposiag in
the pocket of a handsome traveling
dress. "Why, it seems to me that 1
felt in that pocket whea I was search
tag." exclaimed it owner, looking at
hex husband with a wby-dkin't-yoB-tell-me
expression apoa her face. "Yes.
dear." said he sympathetically. "I
know that I felt forlf N.. Y. Trssc.
Tfcey Ar MBVerat.
Tbey are an awfully patient people
fas this town." he was saying to aa ac
quaintance is a Park row car.
"In what respect?' queried the other.
"Why. I've been on these horse ears
fifty times when a tram got in the way
and bothered "cm half to death. I ex
pected to sec the driver heave a brick
bat but be always took it as easy aa
Yea: fve seea the sae thing.
Do yoa suppose we'd stand that hi
town? i ot roach. Why, 1 was on
the Tbas going over to the depot the
other day whea we avet iiaak Joha
stoa leadia hia red cow to the river.
" Git oC the faee ef the glober hol
lered Bill llayae. the driver.
- I woatr says Hank.
-With that Bill pat the horses aad
wagoa right at him. The cow was
knocked into Joe Tamer's aedfe fence.
with her neck broke, aad Oaak got so
auzed aa with the off fare wheel that
aa aad to have fear doctor? piece haa.
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The amirlren Ctr WsOat al4 to lie Fj
Utif Ta aae.lt.
Dr. J. C Kellogg, of lUtUn Creek.
Mich., spoke at the Washington high
school to the girls of the schoor duriag
his visit recently.
He opeaed his remarks by announc
ing that he was gotag to aay aorae rery
unpleasant things about younc ladle.
Notwithstaadisg their gonti-looktng
face, he said, most of them are crippled
aao deformed.
The doctor ha devoted fifteen rear
to the study of the human figure. He
has made 'measurement of the Mexi
can, the Italian. German, and French
peasants, aad compared she Ue of their
walftU with tboe of Aascrlcaa girl,
sod ha roae to the coocluka that the
average American woman i deformed,
that her waist is too small for her body.
He had compared the wafct measure
ment with the height and. a a reult
of 1,200 measurement, found that the
aTerage wait measurement i only 59
per cent of the height The average,
waist of the American woman i 2 to
iuche. The waist of the Venn de
Milo is 7 per cent of the heljrht With
such a waist a that a woman could
draw a gtod big breath.
The waist of a woman, he aakl. ouht
to !e larjfer than a man, because her
liver is larger. He aid "a smaller
heart but a larger liver," but not plead
ing the young ladies by this remark he
added. "Only in quantity. In quality It
is otherwise."
The doctor akl that those organ
which should be above the waist line
are so pressed down by tight clothing 1
a to make women deformed.
He called particular attention to the
fact that although a woman doubled in
weight the measurement of her valst
didn't increase at all
While in Washington Ir Kellogg ,
measured the waistsoftnelro little girls
in a private school aud found the small
est waist was 2S inches. The average
was -4 inchrn; one was 'ii"i inch und
one 'X'ti inches, and tho' waist, he
said, will tccome smaller as the girU
grow older.
These restriction of the waist ru
many other deformities, such as hollow J
cheat, drooping and round shoulders, j
Dr. Kellogg did not see any reason j
why women shouldn't le as strung as ;
men. The doctor spoke of the Sn iss
women who carry heavy burdens on I
their shoulder up ami down hills, and
said that they are among the healthiest
women in the world j
He showed by diagrams that the same
evils occasioned in womeu by tight j
clothes were to l found in men who I
wore belts. N. Y. Commercial Adver
tiser. ABOUT AMBER.
llnw the Mtihmsrln Tr-tnlnc-l t'lrat Cam
Iti I I'mmI.
The masses of nintxr thrown by everv
storm on the strands of Jutland and
Scania, although neglected by the first
settlers upon them, attracted the eager
attention of their pulrher building
successors. The submarine product
cast at their feet by the waves served
not only for the adornment of their
persons living and dead, but for their
protection against .supxtsid malefic
influences, nnd, gradually Incoming
known to distant peoples, was bartered
in the growing trade centres of the
south, for objects fraught with tho shf
nilicance of a new era.
The truflieassumcdlanre proportions
To the diffusion of the fossil trum of
Jutland from Ligurin to Thrace eor
responds an equal surprising' plenty of
bronze and gold in Scandinavia, where,
too, finds of wrought amlrr and of the
objects purchased with it suggests a
reciprocal relation, scarcity of the first
attending on plentifulnessof the second.
Not even In those remote tims was it
jxrssible at once to have a cake and lo
eat it Alotit the sixth century It. (
the Etruscans entered the market A m
ber occur in the oldest tombs at i er
vetri, and its exchange for bronze ware
explains the stamp of Ktruscan design
imprecd upon many object now in
the Copenhagen Museum. Although
the materials for their construction
wen' imported, the discovery of the
molds in which they were cast proves
conclusively the weapons and imple
ments of the bronze age in the north to
have been of home manufacture. Their
remarkable Iteauty and elatioration tell
of an advance in taste ensuing hjkih the
development of commerce they prang
from, while the system of ornament
adopted in them letray an Oriental
origin. Its elements were prnliably
rooted In religious symbolism fire for
example, being denoted by the xigz-ag:
the sun, by the double spiral character
istic of Danish bronze work, although
found as well on the pottery of the !
hive tomtis of Mycenic - Edinburgh
Review.
A I'n'qnr tlrraaing'-finwn. j
One of the latest novelties in the way '
of dressing gowns is the Chinese rol'. I
It simplicity i its chief charm. The ,
goods mnl lie narrow and cut in two
straight pieces the length of the figure
and sewed to the neck lwth front and
back. A small gore is p!cd in the
breadth next to the back A traight j
piece of the goods is thn served t- J
getber and placed from the shoulder to
the gore to form the sleeve. Wlen
made from white or blue crepe lined .
with shrimp-pink ilk it b a jrettT and J,
unique dresing-gown. The half-leeve. t
falling back, reveals jnt enough of a
dimpled arm to be enticing, and the soft
fold of the goods clinging to the neck
presents quite a fascinating elTcct If
desired, the front piece can be. crus-d. '
and a silk cord and tael ti"d loosely '
around the waist jauntily holds it in its ,
proncr place. N. Y. World. f
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If Ttr3 rtvt ia buy Ir rWes prmti
Yi ran trv cmratertm!, iturst, Ar
Uoe, cjwl aVtttas trma auVfUri
dealer, at wtut ar ca3 "eit pr, trot
le 9rMf rntntJ as!RT tnti aore,
act are wrTta more
If yec 4 cl l c"BwV tiTr ih i
e"af Bjednrlce Jra caa tmy fee User r
rrntee4 ia ever raw ut b-aCt r ear,
or jw bare jour cxme t?k i
But ytn WW crt itf rraw ervi I
tarvMica Unccit mruiTt UMrtiet i
sreai. and at Vstm) utuierta l ias
UUUbed prices
Ir rtree Wn MHeaJ tMrTrr
(lfe resMsly fer alt dtee axiMtMC tfs
a VorpUl llrer, or Ustrsre Wb.
IUtirrrttt.
Dr iTercc Favevit l'recnptMa it
remedy for weeiaa chrv e5iee
aad dcraagecxnit!. ft (V fv tUar
Ir Ptarc-1 Plrrt !Vl-u noul
Bed helUlt$e Uver !Mt. UmtwfrUt,
Dr tsaffe Cavarra llrel,y,
, rprni per StUe.
The eesui&e rartttess mc3ttue9L tf
had cat at tteM prHx- Hut rosKf
la fcmvi&r. tiseta. ? re tW " y-m
git Tlerc value rtvrrrt or Ucre" aa
jar at alL
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aa ap Ue KaflUnr Mi Tafe "14
cauae ae ia a atoecey, I rtroasso, Wab
i&ffton Hlsr
rtckalrSrr.
ExcuraleoUu co Ue "briar " jelnv
evtamereial UmnU )ut&rr ia U
trwpK-, mariner, miners cstrrsU U Ve
far Wet, provide yur-ive l-tree nnh
the En--t (Wen ajTiat fttce, tw r'
fecln of a Wcttl&C. CUr. buavatteonl
diet and cspcture rn cxuik Tb r.ii
know it a Hmirtter' tttiaol UtUr,
aorrrcta for dtict,,u ll.uur, oi.
tiveae and r&ettmaUis:
I kt Ut tiro rtsunp at FValtjrHta
Even tbe tenia were warlike. " "lltr ra (
taatf" "iTh), tbey were made of driUlnff
lowen ClUien
Wart the fair atn l dlasnrsj wita
uply eruption, w two til, carttnaelr and
Mrr make ltf mlrrabie. vb-n lite Mtawe
)tcm feel weak aad treble mud tun ex
Utenre 1 pditifui, tta itt betitato but cttt
wenoe at once a ua ef Dr Joba Hatt'aHaraa
jrlla. It Will ante out all bkl l4jrur
ity and make juu H aud Lm.uk
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Mi men tie their tores very carefully, .
but Irt their tooruea run lovtxi ILtai '
Horn I
lKxoTafferfron iek bedaehe a rntimeal
longer It is net neceary Carter" Ijltle
Liter lili will cure joil ! one HtUe
ill. Htaall price. ttnan dwMX titaal pdt
fXts'T whittle uutd jvu're oat ut the
0 Anu then, ii m wrcet t, no wo
will be mad aNrtit IV - N Y Herald.
llEAtTT marrtsl br a bad ce-mpJetlnn may
be retored b Oieun Sulphur Nmp
UUI Hair ana U tukur Ijc, :o irst. j
IVmi and mca both havo uwtaer ant
but adctf haa a lit tomettme IUebraai.il '
HecqrUer '
Toon little eblM rH.e den I lwk wc!
Hbeilen't eat ndl I'uj.. neeti a U
of Ir Hull Worm lelrei
Is order Xa flight flic uccfuUr a er i
hi. to mukc a gol it.atty- Itank tmt anient
buffalo Kxpre. '
Tmr who wih to prwlkie oooneiny
ftliouM buy Carter's little, lrer Hlu t
forty pliu in a via:, unly uue jhII a div
"W'ur di they aaj rts a a irnnl'"
llecauw a run ! rok uro "- Pock.
Tlis boat roufti nuslicinf I l'l' Cnre
for Consumption hsid verj where sr.a
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Stntnjtfd out
lIoo(l-Kison of i;verv name ami
Bat urr, by Ir. I'lexcc's (toltlcn ,Mel
ical Discoverv.
It's a nietficine that Utrt from
the beginning. It routes very or
gan into healthy action, purifies ami
enriches tht- blood, and through it
cleanse anl renew thr whole y
Unix. All Hloo-1, Skin, am! Scalp
Dieae. from a common blotch
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Carbuncles, Sore Kyc, foitn or
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Tumors, and Swelling, it's an uno
qualctl remedy.
Don't think it's like the arapi
rilla. They claim to : good for
the Wood in March. April, and Mar,
M Golden Medical Discovery work
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not only claim to do good it
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Here is something from Mr Fmnk
A. Hale, proprietor of the Dc Witt
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meet the world as it come and goes,
and are not .slow in sizing people
and things up for what they are
worth. He says that he has !ot a
father and several brother and sis
ters from Pulmonary Consumption,
aad is himself frequently troubled
with colds, and lie
Hereditary often cough enough
to make htm Mck at
Conaurnptionhisstoaach. Whca-
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cold of this kind he ucs Bochces
German Syrup, and it cure bias
every tot Here is a man who
knows the full danger of !urx trou
bles, and would therefore be mot
particular as to the tacrfidac bensed.
Whit is his opinioa ' JJstcu ! " I
txse nothing but Bockccs Gemaa
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roe that it is the best cosgix syrup
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