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"You have rousedmy interest ; said
Mi' . St , Cyril , "alai here we are at the
Reef House. The service you have rendered -
dered us makes u 11ke old friends ;
come in and let us hear your story. "
Scatc tl fa the parlor , Ralph began :
"I wil ] : tot make it a long story. It
, can jtfat as well be told briefly. And
noty that I cone to think of it , I greatly
wonder that I should speak of it at all.
I Perhaps there mayy be a fate in it.
Years ago. there was a ship wrecked in
a great storm , off the harbor of Port-
. lea ; No living thing came ashore from
it hut. a little child-a girl of SIX or
seven years. I was standing close
' clo ten by the water , and the waves , cast
her tap at my feet. She was unconscious -
scious , but by proper treatrent soon recovered -
covered her faculties , with the exception -
tion of her memory. That never re-
turaed to her. We questioned her
vainJ with regard to her previous life.
She remembered nothing. Even her
name had flown from her. My mother
decided to aaloPt her , and she called her
Marina , because she came to us out of
the eea. I loved her from the moment
the waves had cast her up to me , and
when she was of'suitable age , I told her
my love , and won from her the sweet
confession that it was returned. The
marriage day was set , the guests were
all in waiting. The bridesmaids went
up to her chamber to cal the bride , and
they found her sitting in her chair ,
stacbed to the heart. "
A sharp spasm of pain stopped his ut-
ieranee , but he rallied directly- and
tren t on :
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i "Circumstances led to the discovery
I i of the murderer , though his motive - we
i Ilavo never known. He lies in the jail a
few rods from here , under the sentence
of death. "
Genevieve had listened to Mr. Trent -
t helme's narrative with strangely eager
interests and her brother'secmed iIone
the less Intent.
When Ralphm paused , St. Cyril said :
"Was there no clew , no possible ma ! k ,
by which this child , this Marina , might
have been identified by her friends if
any survived ? "
1 "Yes. upon the right arm , just above
the elbow , there was a small scarlet
cross. It might have been made there
with sonic indelible substance , or it
might have been a birthmark. "
Miss St. Cyril drew the sleeve away
from her snowy arm , and held it out
to Mr. Trenholnte. And lie saw , faintly
glutting through tle white skin , the
' very fac-simile of the cross that had
marred the whiteness of Marina. ' arm.
IIe started back , pale and trembling.
"What am I to think. ? " he said. "You
are the same ! , It is my 1larina comp
up from the grave , or am I dreamingi"
"Neither , " said Miss St. Cyril. "We
were twin sisters. I and your Marina. "
He looked at her in silent amazement ,
Mr. St , Cyril spoke :
"I think Genie is right. It is all so
strange. Our search is ended , then !
But how different from what I had
hoped ! We know her fate ; but she is
deuti-gone from us beyond recall. "
He bowed his head upon the table
while Genie laid her arm over his neck.
"Brother , we are left to each other.
And the fault was none of ours. "
"True. I have muchm to be thankful
for. Mr. Trenholme , you are wondering -
ing over much that you do not under-
stand. My sister and myself came to
this country , not on a pleasure trip ,
but In obedience to a sacred promise
given to the dying. If you have time to
f spare I will make you acquainted with
the saddest part of our familyy history. .
I will tell you why Evangeline St. Cyril .
was on the ship which was wrecked. "
"Phank you , " responded Raplt. : "I
am all attention. I have longed all my
life that the mystery- might be solved.
Would to God that she could have lived
to see this day ! "
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began-Mm. St , Cyril ,
"that my mother
was the second
daughter of Lord
Charles Hiltland ,
an Englishman of
large estates and
unbounded pride.
She was possessed
of uncommon
beauty , and early
in life deveoped : remarkable powers of
fascination. She was educated with
great care , and no pains were spared to
make her as accomplished ac she was
Iovely. She had two sisters and one
brother.
"When Regina , for that was my
mother's name was about sixteen , there
came to Hiltland Manor a young man
named John Rudolph. He came as a
sort of tutor to an orphan nephew of
Lord Hiltland's , whom he had adopted
'into'the family. Rudolph was just the
- . sort of a person to attract the fancy of
a romantic young girl , whose only
glimpse of life had been through the
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highly-drawn novels she had read. He
was gloomy and stern enough for a
hero. He had suffered much in his
short life , and had struggled hard with
poverty , and by his own Indomitable
perseverance had worked his way
through college. His pride was strong
even as Lord Hltland's , and his cunning -
ning craft unequaled. Far back for
some generations his ancestors had belonged -
longed to the gypsy race , and , perhaps
to this fact he owed his dark complexion -
ion , and his great , passionate , black
eyes.
"His gloomy melancholy touched the
sensitive heart of Regina , and she began -
gan to be kind to him in various little
ways. She gave him books from the
rare old library , she showed him choice
engravings , she asked his assistance
sometimes in her little flower garden ,
and by and by she learned to love him.
I think he , also , in his cold , rude fashion -
ion , loved her , but he was too selfishly
calculating ever to feel a genuine pas-
sion. At one time he so wrought upon
her innocent heart with his pitiful story
of wrong and desolation , and his ardent
profession of , love , that she gave him
her promise to be hiswhcn she became
of age. No sooner had he obtained this
promise than he began to persecute her.
His calls for money were incessant , and
she , poor girl , was obliged to supplyy
them , or to be denounced to her father.
It is doubtful if the rascal would have
risked going to Lord Hiltland , but he
held this terror up constantly before Re-
gina. And she , from loving him , grew
to loathe him.
"By some means unknown to me Lord
Hiltland discovered the situation of
things , and his wrath was terrible.
Rudolph was kicked from the house
like a dog , and Regina was sent to the
continent under the care of a paternal
aunt. WhCe in Paris , my mother first
met Pierre St. Cyril , a young Frenchman -
man of noble family and fascinating
personal appearance. The beauty of
Regina attracted hint powerfully , and
when he became acquainted with her ,
his admiration rapidly deepened into
love. There seemed , for once , no impediment -
pediment to the marriage. They were
of equal birth , both were possessed of
a strict sense of honor , and both ivere
strikinglyhandsome. .
St. Cyril's only fault if fault it can
be reckoned.-vas a severely stern sense
of honor , that could not tolerate for a
moment the semblance of. deception.
Although he had been brought up in
the frivolous Frenchm capital , his heart
was as pure as that of a little child.
"My mother's first error lay IlL the
decision which she took by the advice l
of her aunt , not to make St. Cyril acquainted -
quainted with the episode touching
John Rudolph. She , to do her justice ,
was anxious to speak of it to him , but
her aunt , who was a fashionable ,
worldly woman , treated the idea with
contempt , and won from Regina a promise -
ise never to mention time affair to her
lover. The ambitious woman knew
something of St. Cyril's sensitive temperament -
perament , and feared that he might object -
ject to taking one whom he knew had
at some time fancied she loved another.
"They were married , and St. Cyril
took his wife to his chateau near Au-
vergne. They were very happy. St.
Cyril was the most devoted of husbands -
bands ; they had abundance oL wealth ,
and there seemed to be nothing wanting
to complete their content. At the end
of two years I was there. I think it was
about this time that my mother's real
tt'ouble began. Rudolph sought her
out. By some means he had managed
to ascertain that Mr , St. Cyril had been
kept in ignorance of their old love affair -
fair , and rightly judging that my
mother would sacrifice much before she
would now have it revealed , he came
to her , and threatened her with exposure -
sure , if she did not at once deliver over
to him a certain sum of money. My
mother was terribly frightened , and she
gave Rudolph all the ready money she
possessed. For a while he left her in
peace-but not for long. The dissipated -
pated life ate led demanded large stuns
of money. and he was too indolent to
.work , when ft could be obtained in any
way. His calls upon my mother because -
cause very frequent. She did her best
to satisfy them. She sold all her jewels -
els , and little trinkets which would
turn for money , and gave him the pro-
ceeds. But the more she sacrificed for
him , the more grasping and arrogant he
became. He asked her twice for money
when she had nothing to give. He suggested -
gested her husband's desk. He knew'
St Cyril kept by him large sums of
money , and she could easily abstract
what he wanted without being mis-
trusted. This my mother peremptorily -
rily refusd to do. She would run all
risks rather than steal from this man
who voted and trusted her. Rudolph
ticnt away in fierce anger , vowing ven-
geance.
"About this time twins were born to
nip parents-two girls. They were
named Evangeline and Genevieve , and
upon the arms. of each of them there
was a faint scarlet cross-a birth mark.
When these children were four months
old , the nurse took them out for their
airing one day , in a little carriage , and
while she left them a moment to speak
to a friend , Evangeline was stolen from
the side of her sister. The terrified
nurse knew nothing beyond the fact
that she had left them for a moment by
the side of a fountain is the public gardens -
dens , and on returning to take them
away , had found only Gerevieve-
Ttangeline twos gone !
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"My mother was distracted ! Ths
shock threw her into a fever , and in her
delirious'ravings my father learned the
whole story. Nothing was kept back.
He knew that she had loved Rudolph-
that she had deceived him every day
since their marriage , and that this un-
scrupuous : man had visited her several
times since their residence at Auvergne.
He was a proud and painfully sensitive
man , and his whole soul was outraged.
He fancied himself the most bitterly
wronged .of all the human race. He
grew cruel and relentless toward the
woman lie had so loved. When at last
she returned to consciousness , she
found herself deserted by her husband.
He had gone to the east , he said in a
brief epistle which he left behind him ;
he knew everything. He never wished
to : ook upon her face again. He had
] eft ample provision for her , and begged
her to bring up her children in the paths
of virtue and honor.
"This was a terrible blow to my
mother , but her affection for her children -
dren , and the care she was obliged to
bestow on them , kept her up. She
made every effort in her power to ascertain -
certain the fate of her lost Evangeline ,
but vainly. She never heard from or
saw John Rudolph for ten years. She
wrote to her husband , putting aside all
herr pride for her child's sake-wrote to
entreat him to try and find the lost girl ;
but if the letter ever reached him he
gave it no heed. It was never replied to.
Then she applied to her father in Eng-
land. But he was a stern old man , and
he fancied his pride injuried and his
house dishonored by the fact that his
daughter had been deserted by her husband -
band , and he refused to take any step i
in the matter. So my poor mother was ,
left desolate. Nothing , I think , but her I
strong love for Genie and myself kept
her alive.
"Ten years after Eva was stolen , late
one evening there came to our house a
tall , dark man , whom I now know was
John Rudolph , He was closeted a long
time with my mother , and when she
came out her face was paler that its
wont , and her eyes were red with weeping -
ing , Then I did not know wherefore ,
but now I know that he bad come to tell
I1CI' that Eva still lived ; that she was in
America , and that if she would raise '
him a certain sum he would reveal the
child's exact whereabouts. This condition -
tion she could not comply with , and he
left her in a rage.
"I think the constant worry about
this missing child wore attt my mother's
life. Her days were shortened by it.
Two years ago she received a letter
front my father. IIe was lying on his
death-bed , in an obscure Russian vil-
lage. He confessed how much he had
wronged her , expressed a sincere repentance -
pentance , and begged her to come to
him. He longed so inexpressibly for a
sight of herr face. She was not reallyy
able to undertake the journey , but could
not be dissuaded from attempting it. I
went with her. We found my father
just on the borders of the mystic river , ,
but waiting to see her ere he crossed
.
"It was a soemn scene. He lay on a
great bed , heavily curtained , in a lofty
room , gloomy with shadows ; his face
as white as marble , but for the hectic
f lushes in his cheeks. Ills great , eager
eyes were fastened upon the door by
which we entered lie was watching for
her to come. He started up at the
sound of her footstep , and extended his
feeble arms.
" 0 Regina ! 0 Regina ! ' re cried , piti-
fuly , 'you have come at last ! '
"She went forward , and lifted his
hood to her bosom , and put her taco
against his. She did not weep , but
shook like an aspen , and grew so very
whfte that I feared it would be too much
f or her.
" 'Will you forgive me ? " he cried. ' 0 ,
I have wronged you so deeply ! If you
had only told Ire all that at the very
first ! '
" I know , Pierre , I sinned then ; but
they persuaded , me it would be best.
And afterward , I feared to lose your
love. We have both erred ; let us mutually -
tually forgive. '
tTo nu COSTINUGD. )
HIS WIFE WAS BALKY.
When She Wts Httclted to a Plow SILO
Failed to Fail ! .
A young man with a long , worn out
Prince Albert coat and a pair of purple -
ple pants tucked into his boots that
were incased in mud , walked into central -
tral station this morning , says the
Louisville Post. and asked :
"Are thar 'ary reporter here ? "
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"Yes , " answered Captain Basler ,
"there's about four here , "
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. Well , I'm Clue feller what bought a
wife for $7 last week , and she wouldn't
work , " replied the Rube , "and I got er
divorce to get. These here papers have
writ me up wrong , an' I want er ker-
rection : '
"All right , " replied the Post reporter -
er , "I'll make you a corection. Let's
have your statement. "
"Now , you write it down just as I
say it , " replied the countryman.
His statement was as follows :
"The balky wife , the wife of Johnnie
Snatt der , the daughter of A. J , Childers , b
has sued fora divorce. Her father
recommended her as a good worker
when I bought her , and when I hitched
her to the plow she failed to pull and
balked. Her father came over where
we was at and offered his mule , but I
objected , as the mule looked thin. I
thought I would try her a little longer ,
but she still failed. I offered to take ]
the old man's wife , as she was the
best trained.
"The old woman is 52 years old. You
could not expect my wife to work as
good as a woman with seventeen years'
training. The old man would not trade ,
so I made him take his girl back. We
parted good friends and I will take her
back trained in a few weeks and pay
double price for her. The old man's
place on the Preston street pike is good
and he has thirty-nine acres : '
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NCE more I ring
the old Gospel bell.
The first half of my
next test is an indictment -
dictment : All we ,
like sheep , have
gone astray. Some
one says : "Can't
you drop that first
word ? that Is too
general ; that
sweeps too wide a
circle. Some mani'ises in the audit -
t ence and he looks over ou the opposite
side of the house and says : "There
is a blasphemer ; and I understand how
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lee has gone astray. And there in another -
other part of the house is a defaulter ,
and he has gone astray. And there is
an Impure person , and he has gone
astray. " Sit down , my brother , and
look at home. My next text takes us
all in. It starts behind the pulpit ,
sweeps the circuit of the room , and
comes back to the point where it started -
ed , when it says , All we , like sheep ,
have gone astray. I can very easily
understand why Martin Luther threw
up his hands after he had found the
Bible and cried out , "Oh ! my sins , nay
sins ! " and why the publican , according
to the custom to this day in the east ,
when they have any Feat grief , began
to beat himself and cry. , as he smote
upon his breast , "God be merciful to
me , a sinner. " I was , like many of
you , brought up in the country , and I i
know some of the habits of sheep , and
how they get astray , and what my text
means when it says : "All we , like ,
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sheep , have gone astray. " Sheep get {
astray in two ways : either by trying to
get into other pasture , or from being
scared by the dogs. In the former way
some of us get astray. We thought the
religion of Jesus Christ put us on short
commons , 1Ve thought there was bet-
ter pasturage somewhere else. We
thought if we could onlyy lie down on
t he banks of a distant stream , or under
great oaks on the other side of some
hill , we might be better fed. We wanted -
ed other pasturage than that which
God , through Jesus Christ , gave our
soul , and ice wandered on , and we wandered -
dered on , and we were lost. We wanted
bread , and we found garbage. The
farther we wandered , instead of finding -
ing rich pasturage , we found blasted
heath and sharper rocks and more
stinging nettles. No Iiasture. Hovr
was it in the club house when you lost
your child ? Did they come around and
help you very much ? Did your worldly
associates console you very much ?
Did not the plain Christian man who
came into your house and sat up with
your darling child give you more comfort -
fort than all worldly associates ? Did
all the convivial songs tau , ever heard
comfort you in that day of bereavement -
ment so much as the song they sang
to you-perhaps time very song that was
sung by your little child the last Sabbath -
bath afternoon of her life.
There is a happy land
Far , far away ,
Whore saints Immortal reign ,
Bright , bright as day.
Did your business associates to that
dayoP darkness and trouble give you
any especial condolence ? Business exasperated -
asperated you , business wore you out ,
business ] eft you limp as a rag , business -
ness made you mad. You got dollars ,
but you got no peace. God have mercy
on the man who has nothing but business -
ness to comfort him ! The world , afforded -
ed you no luxuriant pasturage. A famous -
mous English actor stood on the stage
impersonating , and thunders of applause -
plause came down from the galleries ,
and many thought ft was the proudest
moment of all his life ; but there was
a man asleep just in front of him , and
the fact that that man was Indifferent
and somnolent spoiled all the occasion
for him , and he criedr "Wake up , wake
up ! " So one little annoyance in life
has been more pervading to your mjnd
t han all the brilliant congratulations
and success. Poor pasturage for your
soul you find in the world. The world
has cheated you , the world has belied
you , the world has misinterpreted you ,
the world has persecuted you. It never
omforted you. Oh ! ' this world is a a
good rack from which a horse may
ick Inns food ; it Is a good trough from u
w hich the swine mayy crunch their mess ;
but it gives but little food to a soul
blood-bought and immortal. What is a
soul ? It is a hope high as the throne
of God. What is a man ? You say , "It w
is only a man. It is only a man gone
overboard in sin. It is only a man gone
overboard in bllainPSS life. What Is a
m an ? The battle ground of three
worlds , with his hands taking hold of
destinies of light or darkness. A man !
No line can measure him. No limit can
ound hint. The archangel before the
throne cannot outlive him. The stars
shall die , but he will watch their es-
tinU tishtnent. The world will burn ,
but he will Paze at the conflagration.
Endless ages will march on ; he will
watch the procession. A man ! The
masterpiece of God Almighty. Yet you !
say , "It is.only a man : Can a nature '
the that be fed on husks of the wilderness -
ness ? { it
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SuhstanL'aI comfort w11 [ not grog
On Nature's barren soil ;
All , s e can boast tilt Christ we know , o
Is vanityy and toil.
Some of you got astray by looking
for better pasturage ; others by being
scared of the dogs. The hounds get over T
Into the pasture-field. The poor things
8y in every direction. In a few momenta
they ar'tarn of the hedges and they do
are plasheG of the ditch , and the host
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sheep never gets home tinlesh the farmer -
mer gets after it. There Is nothing so
thoroughly lost as a lost sheep. It
may have been in 1557 , . during the
financial panic , or during the financfal
stress in the tali of 1573 , when you
got astray. You almost became an atlte-
ist. You said , "Where Is God that lion-
eat men go down and thieves prosper ? "
You were cogged of creditors , you were
dogged of the banks , you were dogged
1 of worldly disaster , and some ot you
went into misanthropy , and sonic of
you took to strong drink , and others
of you fled out of Christian association ,
and you got astray. Oh ! man , that was
the last time when you ought to have
forsaken God. Standing amid the floundering -
dering of your earthly failures , how
could you get along without a God to
f comfort you , and a God to deliver you ,
and a God to help you , and a God to
save you ? You tell me you have been
through enough business trouble almost
to kill you. I know it. I cannot understand -
derstand how the boat could live one
hour In that chopped sea. But I do not
know by what process you got astray ;
some in one way and some in another ,
and' If you could really see the position
solo of you occupy before God your
soul would burst into an agony of tears
and you would pelt the heavens with
the cry , "God have mercy ! " Sinai's
batteries have been unlidtbered above
your soul , and at times you have heard
it thunder "The wages of sin is death. "
"All have sinned and come short of
the glory of God. " "By one man sin
entered into the world , and death by
sin ; and so death passed upon all men ,
for that all have sinned. " "The soul
that sinneth , it shall die. " When Sebastopol -
bastopol was being bombarded , two
Russian frigates burned all night In
the harbor , throwing a glare upon the
trembling fortress ; and some of you ,
from what you have told me yourselves ,
sonic of you are standing in the night
of your soul's trouble , the cannonade ,
and the conflagration , and the multi-
placation , and the multitude of your
s orrows and troubles I think flutist make
the wings of God's hovering angels
shiver to the tip.
But the last part of my text opens a
door wide enough to let us all out and
to let all heaven in. Sound it an the
organ with all the stops out. Thrum it
o n the harps with all the strings atone.
With 'til the melody possible let the
heavens sound it to time earth and let
the earth tell it to the heavens , "Time
Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of
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us alt. " I am glad that the prophet did
net stop to explain whom he meant by
"him : Him o [ the manner , him of the
bloody sweat , him of time resurrection
throne , him of time crucifixion agony.
"On him the Lord bath laid the iniquity
o : us all. " "Oh ! " says some man , "that
isn't generous , that isn't fair ; let every
rnan carry his own burden and pay his
own debts. " That sounds reasonable.
If I have an obligation and I have the
means to meet it and I cone to you and
alit you to settle that obligation , you
rightly say , "Pay your own debts. " If
you and I , walking clown the street-
Loth hale , hearty and well-I ash port
to carry me , yon sayy rightly , "Walk
an your own feet ! " But suppose you
and I were in a regiment , and I waa
wounded in the battle and I fell uncon-
cious at your feet with gunshot fractures -
tures and dislocations , what would you
do ? You would call to your caln-
rades , saying , "Conroe and help , this
man is helpless ; bring the ambulance :
let us take him to the hospital , " and
I Would be a dead lift in your arms ,
and you would lift me from fire ground
where I had fallen , and put the in the
ambulance and take me to the hospital
and have all kindness shown me. Would
there be anything bemoaning in m }
accepting that kindness ? Oh ! no. You
would be mean not to do it. That is a
what Christ does , If we could pay our
debts , then it would be better to go up
and pay them , saying , "Here , Lord ,
here is my obligation ; lucre are the
means with which 1 Wean to settle that
obligation ; now give the a receipt , cross
ft all out" The debt is paid. But the
fact is we have fallen in time battle ,
w e have gong down under the hot fi ; e
of our transgressions , we have been
wounded by the sabres of sin , the are I
h elpless , we are undone. Christ comes.
The loud clang heard in the sky on that
Christmas night was only the hell , the i o
resounding bell of the ambulance. t
Clear the way for the Son of Gad. He
comes down to bind up the wounds , and
to scatter the darkness , and to save the
lost. Clear the way for the Son of God.
Christ comes down to us , and we are
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the tips of his fingers. He does not lift
> with one arm. He comes down upon
his knee , and then with a dead lift he
raises us to honor and glory and im-
mortality. The Lord bath laid on him
the iniquity of us all. " Why , then , !
ill a man carry his sins ? You cannot
carry successfully the smallest sin you
ever committed. You might as well put ;
the Appennines on one shoulder and the
Alps on the other. How mach less can
you carry all the sins of your lifetime ?
Christ comes and looks down in your in
face and says : "I have come through
all time lacerations of these days , and
through all the tempests of these of
nights ; I have come to bear your burdens -
dens , and to pardon your sins , and to
pay your debts ; put them on my shoal-
der , put them on my heart : "On him
the Lord bath laid the iniquity of us
all. " Sin has almost pestered the life
out of some of you. :1t times it has I
made you crass and unreasonable , and I
has spoiled the brightness of your
ays and the peace of your nights. ; 4n
There are men who have been riddled
f sin. The world gives them no soI I
lace. Gossamery and volatile the
world , while eternity , as they look for- . w
card to it , is as bloc' : as midnight. 1 in
hey writhe tinder the stings of a conscience -
science which proposes to give no rest
hero and no rest hereafter ; and yet they of
not repent , they do not pray , they do a
not weep , The do not Fealtzs that just +
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the Position they occupy is the positiaII '
occupied by scores , hundreds and thousands - t
sands of melt who never found any
hope.
Some one comes lucre to-day and I
1 stand aside. He comes up three steps.
He comes to this place. I must stand
aside. Taking that place he spreads
abroad his hands , and they were nailed.
You see his feet ; they were bruised. ,
He pulls aside the robe and shows you
his wounded heart. I say : "Art thou
? , „ Yes , „ he Fays , , rrte"i } with
the world's woe. " I s y' : "Whence
comest thou ? " He says : " 1 came from f
Calvary , " I say : "Who comes with
thce ? ' ' He says : "No one ; I hnre trodden -
den the wine-press alone" I say : "Why
comest thou here ? " "Oh ! " he says , "I
canto hero to carer all the sins and sorrows -
rows of the people. " And he kneels. ii
He says : "Put on my shoulders all the
sorrows and all the sins. " Anct , con-
s cions o [ my own sins first. I tape them
and put them ant he shoulders of tficr ' '
Son of God. I sat : "Canst tlatr bear .
a ny more , 0 Christ : " fie says : "Yes ,
more. " And I gather up the sins of all
those who serve at these altars , the otli-
cers of the church of Jeans Christ-I
gather up all their sits and I put them
on Christ's shoulders. and I say : "Canst
titan hear any mare ? " Ire says : "Yes ,
more. " Then I gather up all the sins
of a hundred people In this house and I
put them an the shoulders of Christ ,
and I say : "Canst ikon bear more ? "
He says : "Yea , more. " And I gather
up all the sine of this assembly , and' ,
put them on the shoulders of the Sou
of God , and I say. : "Canst thou bear
more ? " "Yea , " he says , "more. " But
he is departing. Clear the way foriiint , ,
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the Son of God. Open tto ! door and fen
him .pass out. He is carrying outr sins '
and bearing them away. We shall
never see them again. He throws them ,
down into the abysm , and you hear the
l eng reverberating echo .of their fall.
"On him the Lord bath laid fire iniquity
of us all. " Will you let him take your
sins to-day ? or , do you say , " [ will take
charge of them myself , I will fight my
own battles , I will risk eternity on m }
avn account" ? I know not holy near
some of you have come to crossing the
l ine. A clergyman said in his pulpit d ,
one Sabbath : "Before next Saturday
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night one of } u ' audience will have
passed out of life. " A gentleman said
to another seated next to him : "I don't
believe it ; I mean to watch , and if it , ,
doesn't come true by next Saturday
night , I shall tell that ciergymuami hits
falsehood. " The man seatcc next to i
him said : "Perhaps it wilt be your-
s elf. " "Oh ! no ; the vibe ; replied : "i 1
shall live to be an old man. " That
night he breathed his last. To-day the !
Savior calls. All may corr. , . Gad
never 1gushes a man off. God never
destroys anybody. The man jumps ail , j
he jumps off. It is suicide-soul suf. 1
tide-if the man perisheu , for the in- 4 '
t m.ation 's , "witesoeye : wit } , let hint' f' 1
come ; ' whosoc : cr , whosoever , whose
ever'
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W hile GodSnvtes ; ( , how blest titc dr. ,
Ilow sweet the Gospei' $ charming pound ; '
Came , snntr ! , haste. 0 : lsa.tc assay
While yet a pardoning God b toind. N
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Rev. Dr. Ferguson , at a gathering of
the Scottish Temperance league , to
Glasgow , pertinently said : "flue visit 4
of the three :1trm an chiefs has been a
great blessing and a great help to the ,
temperance cause. 'l'imey have been
being through our land giving object
lessons in this , that 'the gospel is the
hotwer of Cod unto salvation to every
one that belieweth , ' whether he be black
o r white. I could use of them the words
of the Sorg of Solomon : 'They are black
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but comely ; comely with meeltnesswith >
humility , Christian comeliness , and
also temperance firmness. What better
can I call it than temnel a ce mission-
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teach us , and to teach the queen and
M r. Chamberlain a great lesson in pro-
hibition. I thin ] ; that the lesson has
gone to the heart of the country with
this impression , that if we prohibit '
drink in lying Khama's territory should
it not be ; trohibt ed at home ? " i
CHIPS FOR CAPTALISTS.
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The shipment of frozen salmon from t y
British Columbia is found to be a com-
rnetcial success. )
Fifteen coal companies in Iowa have ,
rganized to beep up prices and reduce
he cost of production. 1
A charcoal iron furnace s a
which is sa ii -
to be the largest } n the world , is note J' t
bean ; built at Gladstone , .Bich. - -
Within four years etv York has
spent $3.000,000 for asphat pavements at ' " ' -
rices per squ.re yard ranging from
2 .99 to 83.14. t
South Africa produced 6,960,114 . of a " „
gold lastyear , an increase of nearly f3- -
000OOD over 159 : , and of over f ? , D0,000
over 159. .
Negotiations. are reported in progress '
fpr time organisation of "an excelsior
trust , comprising thirty manufacturers
operating chiefly in Wisconsin , Iowa , Ii- '
Iinois , Indiana , Ohio and Michigan. "
In its industrial items Bradstreet's
reports -
ports that a Louisville dispatch says r
that a firm In that city has succeeded in
forming a trust of all the cotton mills /
Alabama producing Osnaburgs , a y
staple in the
dry goods trade onto re- ,
sembliug duck.
It is said that "tae recent settlemeti-
the wage question by the Southern
Railway ] mss caused so mach dissatia- l , '
faction that there Is
a possibility of an '
extended strike on time part of the Amer _
icon Union , which } n the Tennessee des.
tract has had a large increase In tnem
lrprchin.
ABOUT VJO MEN.
Twenty-one neighboring farrmtaouses
North Paris , .lie. , have s eat our l
twenty-four schoolma'ams.
New black }
ace butterfly
evening bonnets -
nets are studded with ' '
tiny''rhinesto ns. { ,
ith very- brilliant effect. ' ,
There are said to be
over 1,000
women
New York , who , in one
tray or another -
other , make their living
by their '
pens.
It is said that the
ex-Queen
Isabella
Spain 1s the godmother
of more chit- ' .
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dren
than any' other n , t I.
world , , amen , n tht3 ,
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