Pittston Gazette

              Established 1SAO. I TOL. L No. 4. ( Oldest Newsoaoer in the Wvomine Vallev PITTSTON, LUZERNE COUNTY, PA., FRIDAY, AUGUST 25, 1899. A Weekly Local and Family Journal. I Sl.OO a Year ' ilAdTUM. * ZThe Conversion, * 5 — *— | 7t ROBERT BARK.' * Jf [COPYRIGHT, 1899, BV ROBERT BARR. I « will It have over the minds of devout believers in the cbnrch and its power? The trustful monks know that it has been launched against us; therefore are they doubtless waiting for us to oome to the monastery and lay our necks under the fent of their abbot, begging his clemency. They are ready to believe any story we care to tell as to the inflnence of sach scribbling over ns. You, Siegfried, owe me some reparation for this morning's temporary defection, and to you therefore do I trust the carrying out of my plans. pent ot the many wicked deeds you have doubtless done during your lives. Your sentence is that ye be hanged at cock crow tomorrow, which was tbe hour when, if your teachings cling to my memory, the first of your craft turned traitor to his master. If, how ever, you tin of your all night vigil, you can at once obtain release by crying at the top of your voices, 'So die all Christians 1' Thus you will hang youraelvea and ao remove some responsibility from my perhaps overladen conscience. Tbe hanging is a device of my own, of which 1 am perhaps pardonably proud, and it pleases me that it is to be first tried on so worthy an assemblage. With much labor we have elevated to the battlements an oaken tree lopped of its branches, which will not burn the less brightly next winter in that it has helped to commit some of'you to hotter flames gin all ye say be true. Tbe ropes are tied to this log, and at the cry, 'So die all Christians!" I have some stout knaves in waiting up above with levers who will straightway fling.the log over the battlements on which it is now poised, and the instant after your broken necks will impinge against the inner coping of the northern walL And now, good night, my lord abbot, and a happy release for you all in tbe morning." shall be exalted." Turning tb bis own flock, be commanded them to go in and bave some rest after such a disquieting night; then to Gottlieb, when the monks had obediently departed, "Bring me, and you know where to find such, the apparel of a fighting man and a sword." THE SUNDAY SCHOOL. CHRISTIAN ENDEAVOR. BACK FROM ARCTIC SEAS I GREGORY'S FOG HORN VOICE Topic For the Week Beginnlac Ante. 27—Comment by Rev. 8. H. Doyle. ' Torir.—Green pastures; tbe Christian's pleasures.—Ps. xxiii, 1-fl. LESSON IX, THIRD QUARTER, INTER- Oin, at L*ut, It Proved to Be tk« NATIONAL SERIES. AUG. 27 Walter Wellman's Expedition of the Orator. The Twenty-third Psalm is the most widely known and most popular of all the Psalms of David. It is taught to us in childhood, comforts us in youth and manhood, and strengthens us when advancing age speaks of the "valley of the shadow of death." It breathes a spirit of calm and sublime trust in God. It speaks of God's care of the soul under the figures of the Shepherd, who leads His sheep "into the green pastures and beside still waters," and that of the bountiful Host, who annointa the bead of His guest with oil and who causes his cup to run over. And there is included also the sweet peace, profound serenity and trustful happiness of tbe one whom God thus cares and provides. And where in all the world can be found a peace and happiness equal to this peace and happiness of the soul, which may be called the Christian's joy or pleasure? Reaches Norway. Much has bean said about the thunderous voice possessed by the Hon. Pete Gregory, member of the legislature from Osage county. The voice is really a phenomenon, a volcano, a salvo of 18 inch guns. Our good friend Bottom said: "Let me play the lion too. I will roar that I may do any man's heart good to hear me. I will roar that I will make the duke say, 'Let him roar again, let him roar again.' " Bat Quince was fearful that such roaring might affright the ladies, and Bottom hastened to qualify his roar in these fitting terms: "But I will aggravate my voice so that I will roar you as gently as any racking dove. I will roar you as 'twere any nightingale." The difference between Pete and Bottom is that while Ptte can roar like any lion his voice does not attune itself to the roar of the sucking dove nor yet to that of the nightingale.Text of the Lesson. Es. I, 1-11—Memory Verses, 2-4—Golden Text, Ps. eixvi, 3—Commentary Prepared by the Rev. D. M. Stearns. Thus arrayed, be dismissed the old man, and alone in tbe silence, with the row of figures, like effigiea on a tomb, beside him, paced npand down through the night aa the moon dropped lower and lower in the heavens. Then was a period of dark befon the dawn, and at last tha nnoer walla began to whiten MADE IMPOBTAHT DI800VEBIE8. New Lands sad Islands Foaad—Terrible Experiences la the Fro sea North—Famous Correspoadeat la Very Bad Health. [Copyright, 1899, by D. M. Stearns.] 1. "Now in the first year of Cyrus, king of Persia, that the word of tho Lord by the mouth of Jeremiah might be fulfilled, the Lord stirred up the spirit of Cyrus." All is done that the Scripture may be fulfilled, and the Lord does it all. The opening verses of this book are just the closing verses of the previous book repeated and therefore confirmed (Gen. xli, 32) or established, that we may give special attention to them. God had said by Jeremiah that after 70 years He would punish the king of Babylon and restore Israel to their own land (Jer. xxv, 12; xxix, 10). He had also called Cyrus by name more than 100 years before he was born and had said that Cyrus would perform all His pleasure (Isa. xliv, 88; xlv, 1). "There was always something of the monk about you. Siegfried, and you will yet end your days sanctimoniously in a monastery unless you are first hanged at Traves or knocked in the bead during an assault. Draw, then, your longest face and think of the time when you will be a monk, as Ambrose is, who in bis time drew as much blood as ever you have dona Qo to the monastery of Monnonstein in most dejected fashion and unarmed. Ask in faltering tones speech of the abbot and say to him as if be knew naught of it that the pope's ban is on us. Say that at first I defied Tromso, Island of Tromso. Norway* Aug. 18.—Walter Wellman and the survivors of the polar expedition led by him arrived here last evening on the steamer Capella, having successfully completed their explorations in Fran* Josef Land. la the ample, atone paved courtyard the Schloes Qrunewald, with its mysterious, bubbling spring in the center, stood the black baron beside his native hone, both equally eager to be away. Bound the baron were grouped his 16 knights and their;saddled chargers, all waiting the word to mount The warder waa slowly opening the hug* gates that hung between the two round entrance towers of the castle, for it waa never the baron's costein to ride oat at the bead at Mfc. men iDnti\ the great leavaa of the strong gate fell full apart and showed the green landscape beyond. The baron did not propose to ride unthinkingly out and atraightway fall into an ambush. He and his IS knights were the terror of the countryside, and many there wen who would have been glad to venture a bow shot at him had they dared. There seemed to be some delay about the opening of the gates and a great chattering at underlings at the entrance, aa if something unusual bad occurred, whereupon the rough voice of the baron roared out to know the canae that kept him waiting. and every one acattered, each to hie one affair, leaving only the warder, who approached hia master with fear on hia face. baron Impatiently, whereupon several of the menials laid hands on the falling monk and dragged him into the scullery he had left Mr. Wellman has discovered important new lands and many islands. The expedition brings a grim story of arctic tragedy. In the autumn of 1888 an outpost called Fort McKinley was established in latitude 81. It was a house built of rocks and roofed over with walrus hide. Two Norwegians, Paul BJoerrig and Bert Bentzen, the latter of whom was with Nansen on the Fram, remained there. Turning to his men at arms the baron roared, "Well, my gentle wolves, have a few words in Latin on a bit of sheepskin turned yon all to sheep?" And this fact recalls us to a story told by Charley Sheldon of the only time Pete's roar lost its volume and Pete himself became silent and abashed. There were some kind of doings in Osage county, and Pete had been selected as the orator of the day. He wrote a speech that was to be the effort of his life and rehearsed it down in the cornfields on his father's farm. When the day rolled around and the multitude had assembled, Pete faced his audience, threw out his chest and thundered, "Fellow citisensT' Dewn went a chandelier, crash went a window, while all the old fellows sitting abont the stage fell over backward clutching at their ears. Pete paused to give the reverberating air a chance to settle down, and just then Charley Brigga, sitting in the front row, squeaked out, "Louder, plehsel" The effect was instantaneous. The audience went wild and fairly hammered holes in the floor. A foolish grin overspread the face of Pete, and it was plain that he had received a shock that left his mind a blank. He drank something like a bucket of water in a vain effort to recover his voice and equilibrium, but it was plain that "the effort of (lis life" had gone glimmering, and he soon aat down.—Kan- I sas City Journal. "I always said," spoke up the Knight Siegfried, "that no good came of captured monks or meddling with the church. Besides, we are noble all, and do not bold with the raising of a mailed band againat an unarmed man." and amote down the good father who 2. "The Lord God of Heaven hath given me all the kingdoms of the earth, and He hath charged me to build Him an house at Jerusalem.'' The Most High ruleth in the kingdom of men and giveth it to whomsoever He will (Dan. iv, 88). When any one, be he king or peasant, accepts the position he occupies as given him by God and seeks therein to do the will of God, he cannot but be blessed, for God Himself will see to it (II Chron. xvi, 9). There is a house now being builded, even the church of God (Eph. 11, i»-22), and every pastor and teacher and and missionary is authorized to help build up the church, the body of Christ. 1. God is tbe source of tbe Christian's pleasure. He, as a shepherd, leads us into green pastures and beside still waters. He, as a host, anoints our heads with oil and deals so bountifully with us that our cups run over. The joy of the Lord is our strength. The Christian's pleasure is therefore spiritual rather than sensual. It comes from union with God, from blessings derived from God, from service for God, from fellowship and communion with the people of God. -*as reading it, bat add that aa the pious man fell a sickness like unto a pestilence came over me and over my men, from which you only are free, caused, you suspect by your loudly protesting against tbe felling of the monk. Say that we lie at death's door, grieving for our sinB and groaning for absolution. Say that we are ready to deliver up the castle and all ita contents to tbe care of tbe boly church ao that the abbot but aeea our tortured souls safely directed toward the gates of paradise. Insist that all tbe monks come, saying that you fear we bave but few moments to live and that the abbot alone would be a8 helpless as one surgeon on a battlefield. Taunt them with fear of tbe pestilence if they hesitate, and that will bring them." The main party* wintered in a canvas covered hut called Harmsworth House, at Cape Tegethoff, on the southern point of Hall's island, latitude 80. Then was a low murmur of approval among tbe knights at Siegfried'a boldness."Baron von Grunewald, I ask of you that you will release one of ns, who may thns administer tbe rites of the church to bis brethren and receive in turn the same from me." About the middle of February, before the rise of the sun to its winter height. "Close tbe gates t" shouted the maddened baron. Every one flew at tbe word of command, and tbe great oaken binges, atudded with iron, slowly came together, abutting ont tbe bit of landscape tbeir opening had disclosed. The baron flung the reins on his cbarger'a neck and smote tbe animal on the flank, causing it to trot at once to its stable. "Now, out upon me for a careless knave!" cried the baron. "I had forgotten that; it is so long since I have been to mass and suchlike ceremonies myself. Your request is surely most reasonable, and I like yon the better that yon keep up the farce of your calling to the very end. But think not that I am so inhospitable as to force one guest to wait upon another, even in matters spiritual. Not so. We keep with us a ghostly father for such occasions and use him between times to wait on ua with wine and other necessaries. As soon as he has filled our flagons I will ask good Father Qottlieb to wait upon you, and I doubt not be will shriv« with any in the land, although he has been this while back somewhat out of practice. His habit is rather tattered and stained with the drippings of his new calling, but I warrant you you will know the sheep, even though his fleece be torn. And now again good night, my lord." 2. The worldling cannot understand the Christian's pleasure. It iB spiritual and can only be discerned by the spiritual. It is as unintelligible to the inexperienced as the conversation of those who speak in a foreign, unknown tongue. They understand and enjoy it. To us it is unintelligble and uninteresting. Many people of the world doubt the happiness of Christians, because they cannot understand it, yet the joy of one who is saved is more profound, more satisfying and more rapturous than any worldly joy. "Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard, neither bath it entered into the heart of man, what Ood hath in store for those who love Him." The eye, the ear, the heart, cannot discern the Christian's pleasures. "There will be no riding today," be ■aid, bis voice ominously lowering. The qtablewen of tbe castle came forward and led away tbe bones. The 16 knights stood in a group together, with Siegfried at their head, waiting with some anxiety on their brows for tbe next move in tbe game. Tbe baron, his drawn sword in bis band, Btrode np and down before them, his brow bent on tbe gronnd, evidently straggling to get the master hand over his own anger. If it came to blows, tbe odds were against him, and be was too shrewd a man to break himself on a 16 to 1 contest. 8. "Who is there among you of all His people? His God be with him and let him go up to Jerusalem and build the house of the Lord Ood of Israel." Here every Individual who la willing is commissioned to go up to Jerusalem and help to build the house; so each individual believer is commissioned to take part in saying to all who have not yet received Christ that He loves them, died for their sins and rose again and will receive them if they will come to Him (Rev. xxii, 17; John 1, 18; 87). "Tell our brothers to come out and tee the justice of the Lord." with the coming day, and the Black baron moaned uneasily in bis drunken sleep. Tbe abbot paused in his walk and looked down upon them, and Gottlieb stole out from tbe shadow of tha door and asked if be conld be of service. He bad evidently not slept, but bad watched bia chief until he paused in bis march. "My lord," be began, when tbe baron had shouted out what tbe devil ailed him, "there has been nailed against the outer gate, some time in the night, a parchment with characters written Siegfried accepted the commission, and the knigbts warmly expressed tbeir admiration of their master's genius. As the great red son began to sink behind the westward bills that border the Rhine Siegfried departed on horseback tbrongh tbe castle gates and journeyed toward tbe monastery with bowed bead and dejected mien. The gates remained open, and as darkness fell a lighted torch was thraet in a wronght iron receptacle near tbe entrance at the oatside, throwing a fitful, flickering glare near the archway and into tbe deserted court Within all was rilent as tbe mined castle is today, save only tbe tinkling sound of tbe clear waters of the effervescing spring as it flowed over the stones and tricklfll down to disappear under the walls at one corner of the courtyard. The baron and bis sturdy knigbts sat in the darkness, with 4. "And whosoever remalneth In any plaoe where he sojorurneth let the men of his plaoe help him." This help was to be with silver, gold, goods, beasts, besides the free will offering for the house at Jerusalem. No one was compelled to go to Jerusalem, but those who did not go. were to help those who did go. So now no one Is compelled to go as a missionary to foreign lands; it must be willing service; but those who do not go must be ready to help those who do go with all that they need. m ABOUT OPEN CARS. "Then tear it down and bring it to. me," cried tbe baron. "What'sall this to do about a bit of parchment V* "Tell our brothers to come out and see tbe justice of the Lord." WALTER WELLMAN. **• ltr» uC Thay BHag Mr. Wellman, with 3 Norwegian* and 40 dogs, started north. It was the earliest sledge journey on record in that high latitude. It to Ik Thslr Tisls. • I that at certain faahio The warder had been loath to meddle with it, fearing that witchcraft which he knew pertained to all written character*. hat he feared tbe black baron's frown even more than tbe fiends wbo had undoubtedly nailed the document on tbe gate, for be knew no man in all At length the baron stopped in his walk and looked at tbe group. He said after a pause in a quiet tone of voice, "Siegfried, if you doubt my courage because I strike to tbe gronnd a rascally monk step forward, draw thine own good sword, oar comrades will see that all is fair betwixt us, and in this manner yon may learn that I fear neither mailed nor unmailed band." When the monks trooped out, haggard and wan, in tbe pure light of the dawn, the abbot asked Gottlieb to get a flagon and dash water from tbe spring in the faces of the sleepers. 8. The Christian's'pleaeures are eternal. "I shall dwell in the bouse of the Lord forever." To be with God forever ia to enjoy God forever. Worldly pleasures soon vanish. Spiritual pleasures last forever. Which are we striving for T On reaching Fort McKinley Mr. Wellman found Bentzen dead, but Bjoerrig, according to promise, had kept the body in the house, sleeping beside it through two months of arctic darkness. Notwithstanding his terrible experience, the survivor was well and cheerful. Pushing northward through rough ice and severe storms, with a continuous temperature for ten days between 40 and BO degrees below aero, the party fouad new lands north of Freedom lain™!, where Nansen landed in 1896. By the middle of March all hands were confident of reaching latitude 87 or 88, if not the pole itself. Tbe baron and his knight returned up the broad stairway that led to tbe Ritter-saale. Most of the torches were carried with tbem. The defenses of the castle were ao strong that no particular pains were taken to make all secure further than tbe stationing of an armed man at tbe gate. A solitary torch burned under the archway, and bere tbe guard paced back and forth. Tbe courtyard was in darkneaa, but tbe tope of tbe highest turrets were silvered by tbe rising moon. The doomed men stood, with the baiters about their necks, as silent aa a row of specters. The black baron was tbe first to come to bis senses and realize dimly, but afterward more acntely, tbe changed condition of affairs. His eye wandered apprehensively to tbe empty noose swaying slightly in tbe morning breese above him. He then saw that the tall ascetic man before him had doffed tbe abbot's robes and wore a sword by his side, and from this be augured ill. At tbe command of the abbot tbe monks raised each prostrate man and plaoed him against tbe north wall. 5. " Then rose up the chief of the fathers of Judah and Benjamin, and the priests, and the Levi tee, with all them whose spirit God had raised, to go up to build the house of the Lord which Is in Jerusalem." Five times in our lesson is the house of God mentioned. It Is the oentral thought. Not Jerusalem, nor the priests, nor Cyrus, but God and His house. So now the great thought in the mind of eveTy preacher and worker and every believer should be the house of God—that is, the church of God— which He hath purchased with His own blood (Acts xx, 28). trances and into the modern open u* thing* of beauty ~ are not constructed to human anatomy, ~ to plan a man "Did not God place ns in this world to enjoy ourselves T" said a worldly young man to a lady who was pressing Chriet upon him. "Yea," she replied, "but my pleasure is in my religion." Happy indeed one who could make such a reply. Many professed Christians even find their pleasures not in their religion, but in spite of their religion. What a sad commentary on our Christianity when we have to go to the world for entertainment and amusement! and a joy, bat Bat tbe knight made no motion to lay his hand npon his sword, nor did he move from bis place. cc • generou acai* b« open car bjr how to get 0T«r apace here without brushing vhosa feet form the only . *t- Altruism haa not yet been carried so far aa to impel a man to resign an end seat in an open car. He may have renounced both fortune and friends, but he "No one donbts your courage, my lord," he said, "neither is it any reflection on mine that in answer to yonr challenge my sword remain in its scabbard. Ton are our overlord, and it is not meet that oar weapons should be raised against yon." \ th. I At last thsrt _ broad "My lord abbot," began the baron. ministering 8tiir aDd 0Dl into the coort « ln "B*™ ™ Orn»3d." interrupt- ±32*& hod. *»„« QD y £££££ 25? Abbot -SSXS^iE*. D75 3™®BIPfctCTS iSRStift iSbS£r,£S the%^^**klr" ("7 / ** ta" ®bbot. Conrad von Stern, answers for his Nebno*"--* ; yfafi' ' ""' A Succession of Disasters. "Gottlieb," said tba abbot slowly, "the last office that will be required of you. You took from our necks tbe noosea last nigbt. Place tbem, I pray you, on the necks of tbe baron and his followers." 0. "And all they that were about them strengthened their hands with vessels of Then began a succession of disasters. Mr. Wellman, while leading the party, fell into a snow covered crevasse, seriously injuring one of his legs and compelling a retreat. Two days later the party was aroused at midnight by an icequake under them due to pressure. In a few moments many dogs were crushed and the sledges de- "I am glad that point is firmly fixed in yoar minds. I thought a moment since that I would be compelled to uphold the feudal law at the peril of my own body. Bnt if that oomes not in question, no more need be said. Tonching the unarmed, Siegfried, if I remember aright, you showed no such squeamishnesa at our sacking of tbe Coavont of St Ague* '' "A woman Is • different matter, nr lord," said Siegfried uneasily. The tall windows of the Ritter-saale being of colored glasa threw little light into the aqoare, although they glowed with a rainbow splendor from the torches within. Into the silence of the' square came the sound of song and the clash ai — upon the oaken table. •liver, with gold, with goods and with beasts and with precious things besides, all willingly offered." It must have been a very great privilege to minister to the Lord Jeaus when He wm here on earth, rat we can still minister unto Him by o His people, specially to forth in His name to help i will count It ' XXV, 40). —, brought forth the hoose of the Lord which Bible Readings.—Neh. viii, 10; Pa. xvi, 6, 11; xxxv, 9; li; 13; Prov. iii, 17; xxi, 15-17; Ecel. ii. 1-11; Isa. xxxv, 1-10; li, 11; Math. xi. 28-80; Date viii, 14; xvi, 19-31; PhiL Jv, 4; Heb. xi, 24-26. leg*. 1 to be i I • i The old man, trembling, adjneted the ropes. came down the Blowing God's Hon. stroyed. The members of the "What is the good of all this shouting and blessing and praising and boasting?" A good deal of good, if tb* they managed to tare SSSf bags and some C narrowly escaped with their lives, The baron laugbed, and «o did some of tbe knights, evidently relieved to find the tension of tbe situation relaxing.sobbing the feet of tht _ "Rise, u-y bod, and embrace me," soperior. who (o the emperor and after had brought forth eat of Jerusalem and had put them in the house of his gods." Because of Israel's sin God had Suffered the holy Teasels of His house to be carried to Babylon, but He had His eye upon them even when Belshazzar used them at his drunken feast. He suffered such holy men as Daniel and Ezekiel and others to be carried into captivity for their good (Jar. xxiv, 5). When speaking of Israel, He said, "I have given the dearly beloved of my soul Into the hand of her enemies" (Jer. xli, 7). Many redeemed one* are in greater or less measure In the hands of the enemy, and it may be your privilege to restore some of these vessels to their right plaoe in the house of the Lord. 8. "Even those did Cyrus, king of Persia, bring forth by the hand of liithredath, the treasurer, and numbered them unto Shaahbazaar, the prince of Judah." All Israel was numbered by God. All the saints are known by name.* The Lord knoweth them that are His, and He says to eaoh one: "Fear not, for I have redeemed thse; I have called thee by thy name; thou art mine" (Isa. xllil, 1). Let It comfort you, dear child of Gud, that yon are a numbered vessel and that If He allows you for a time to be in the enemy's hands He still careth for you and will in due time show you His deliverance (Rev. ii, 10; II Cor. 1, 10; II Tim. iv, 17, 18). shooting and praising and boasting and blessing are "in the Lord" and not in ourselves, nor in anybody or anything else. Blowing God's horn may not be blowing onr own. One good it accomplishes is to gladden the meek folks. If they meet or bear of one of these brave and trinmphant persons who bless the Lord at all times, whose months continually praise the Lord and whose souls make their boast in the Lord, it so increases their courage and faith and hope that they are glad. Is it not worth while to gladden meek saints? Surely it is. So, don't get out of patience with the noisy people.— Christian Standard. On Mr. Wellman's condition becoming alarming, as inflammation set in, the God." Im to brave Norwegians dragged him on a sledge, by forced marches, nearly 200 miles to headquarters, arriving there early last April. iour passengers nave uepaneu. On a rainy day, when a would be passenger is confronted by canvas curtains, and when his choice of a seat is made blindly, he may atumble into a seat already fall and be compelled to endure standing the silent scorn of the other passengers. Until humanity has learned to put off all flesh might it not be well to construct open cars with more deference to physical limitations?—Chicago Tribune."It to from our holy father the pope." that well oowed district would have the daring to approach the castle, even at night, much leas meddle with the gate or any other of the belongings of the Baron von Grunewald; so, breathing a request to hia patron saint (his neglect of whom he now remembered with remorse) for protection, be tore the document from its fastening and brought it trembling to the baron. The knighta crowded round as Von Grnnewald bald the parchment in his hand, bending hia dark brows upon it, for it oonveyed no meaning to him. Neither the baron nor his knights could read. "What foolery, think you, is this?" be aaid, turning to the knight nearest him. "A defiance?" When Father Gottlieb did bo. the other whispered in bis ear. "Is it your purpose to hang me, baron T" "Comrades I" cried the baron, his face aglow with enthusiasm, all tracea of bia former temper vanishing from his brow. "You are excellent in a melee, but useless at the council board. You see no'further ahead of you than your good right arms will strike. Look round you at these stout walls. No engine that man has yet devised can batter a breach in them. In our vanlta are ten years' supply of stolen grain. Our cellars are full of rich red wine, not of our vintage, but for our drinking. Here in our court bubbles forever this good spring, excellent to drink when wine gives out, and medicinal in the morning, when too much wine has been taken in." He waved bis band toward the living, overflowing well, charged with carbonic acid gas, one of the many that have aince made the region of the Rhine famous. "Now I ask you, can this castle of Grunewald ever be taken, excommnnication or no excommunication T" Siegfried departed on honeback through the cattle gates. "There is a time to weep and a time for action. Now ia the time for action. Unloosen quickly the bonds aronnd me and slip this nooee from my neck." "Was it your purpose to have hanged us, my lord?" Mr. Wellman is still unable to walk and will probably be permanently crippled.growing impatience, in the great Bltter-saale listening for anyandible token of the return of Siegfried and bia ghostly company. At last in the still night air there came faintly across the plain a monkish chant, growing louder and louder, until finally the steel shod hoofs of Siegfried's charger rang on the stonea of the oanseway leading to the caatle gates. Pressed close behind the two heavy open leaves of the gatea stood the warder and his assistants, scarcely breathing, ready to close tbe gatea sharply the moment tbe last monk had entered. "I swear to heaven it was not 'Twas but an ill timed pleasantry. Had 1 wished to hang you, I would have done so last night." After reaching headquarters other members of the expedition explored regions hitherto unknown, and important scientific work was done by Lienteqpnt Evelyn B. Baldwin of the United State* weather bureau, Dr. Edward Hofman of Grand Haven, Mich., and Mr. A. Harland of the United States coast survey. Father Gottlieb acquitted himself of bis task as well as his agitation and his trembling hands would let him. "That seems plausible." The BnC of Iba. "Perform a like service for each of the others," whispered the abbot curtly. "Tell each in a low voice to remain standing just as if he were still bound. Then return to me." The knights all swore, with many round oaths, that their overlord spoke the truth and nothing was further from their intentions than execution. The abbot glanced down along the line, but his face was inscrutable. They could read there neither mercy nor justice. We do not wonder at man because he Is conning in procuring food, but we are amaaed with the variety, the superfluity, the Immensity of human talents. We are astonished that he should have found his way over the seas, and numbered the The expedition killed 47 bears and many walruses. When the monk had done what he was told, he returned to his snpeiror. Mr. Wellman and his companions found no trace in Frans Josef Land of the missing aeronaut. Professor Andree. "Have you access to the wine cellar?" asked the abbot. Look Inward. stars, and called by its name every earth, and atone, and planet, and creeping reptile that the Almighty has made. We see him gathered together in great cities, guided by laws, disciplined by instruction, softened by the fine arts and sanctified by solemn worship. We count over the pious spirits of the world, the beautiful writers, the great statesmen, all who have Invented subtlety, who have thought deeply, who have executed wisely—all these are proofs that we are destined for a second life, and it is not possible to believe that this redundant vigor, this lavish and excessive power, was given for the mere gathering of meat and i drink. If the only object ia present existence, such faculties are cruel, are misplaced, are useless. They all show us that there is something great awaiting us—that the soul is now young and infantile, springing up into a more perfect life when the body falls Into dust.—Sydney Smith. At last he spoke. Whenever you find yourself inclined todwell with more than common seve*- ity of temper on the sins and shortcomings of other men and to be lax and liberal in judging your own faults, you will do well to inquire whether you ar« not in a backslidden state. If you have in any measure overcome the world, the flesh and the devil, you are bound to know how hard the task is and to entertain feelings of sympathy for all that are engaged in the same fight. The best people are the most charitable. Baintliness is tenderness. The immaculate Son of Man had a kind word and a helping hand for all etruggling souls. He did not and does not break the braised reed nor qnench the smoking flax.—Nashville Advocate. "Yes, father." "Whether you hang or no ahall depend upon yourselves." Struck the Right Portland Par Htm. The knight shook hia bead "I am bo clerk," be answered. For a moment the baron was puzzled; then be quickly bethought himself of the one person in the castle who could read Still chanting, led by tbe abbot in his robes of office, the monks slowly marched into the deserted courtyard, while Siegfried reined hia horse doee inside the entrance. "What are the strongest wines f" "By God, then," cried the baron, "and I have aught to say on the point, I shall hang some other day I" The other day Colonel Bleckley, the Missouri Pacific agent here, received a letter from a gentleman at Portland, Or., thanking him for a favor performed hy Colonel Bleckley over ten years ago. The man's name is withheld. He had played the Wichita boom. He had won. But it fascinated him, and he knew he must get "Those of the district are strong. Then there ia a barrel or two of the red wine of Asstnannehansen." "Decant a half of each in your flagons. Is there brandy T" "Yes, father." "Will you, then, baron, beg admittance to mother ohurcb, whose kindly tenants you have so outraged t" "Bring hither old Father Gottlieb," he commanded, and two of those waiting by ran in baste toward the scullery of the place, from which tbey presently emerged, dragging after them an old "Peace be upon this house and all within," said the deep voice of the abbot. and in unison the monks murmured "Amen I" the word echoing back to them in tbe stillness from tbe four gray walls. "We wilL We do," cried the baron fervently, whispering through his clinched teeth to Siegfried, who stood next to him, "Wait till I have the upper hand again." Fortunately the abbot did not hear the whisper. The knights all echoed aloud the baron's pious first remark, and perhaps in their hearts said "Amen I" to his second. "Then mix with the two wines as much brandy as yon think their already drunken palates will not detect. Make the potation stronger with brandy as the night wears on. When' they drop off into their drunken sleep, bring a flagon to the guard at the gate and tell him the baron sends it to him." 9. "And this is the number of them: Thirty chargers of gold, a thousand chargers of silver, nine and twenty knives." The small number of vessel* of gold oompared with those of silver suggest that the most precious vessels are comparatively few, not that one redeemed soul is of more value than another, for the value of the precious blood of Christ is tho value of every redeemed soul, but those who arr willing to be utterly abandoned to Him, separate from everything He does not delight in, are comparatively few. away with his money or he would not get away at all. So, under inspiration, he rushed into Colonel Bleckley's office one morning and said sharply: A simultaneous shout of "No, never!" aroee from the knights. The baron stood looking grimly at them for several moments. Then be said in a quiet voice. "Yes, the castle of Grunewald can be taken. Not from without, but from within. If any crafty enemy can sow diseension among us, can turn tbe sword of comrade against comrade, then falls the castle of Grunewald. Today we have seen bow nearly that has been done. We have now against us In tbe monastery of Monnonstein no fat headed abbot, but one who was a warrior before he turned monk. 'Tis but a few years since that the Abbot Ambrose stood at the right band of tbe emperor as Baron von Stern, and it is known that the abbot'i robes are but a thin veneer over tbe iron knight within. His hand, grasping tbe cross, still itches for the- sword. The fighting archbishop of Travee has sent him to Monnonstein for no other purpose than to leave behind him tbe ruins of Grunewald, and his first bolt baa ahot straight into our courtyard, and for a moment I stood alone, without a single man at arms to second me." man, partly in tbe habit of a monk and partly in that of a scullion, who wiped hia hands on tbe coarse apron that was tied around his waist as be was hurried forward. "Here, good father, excellent cook and bumble servitor, I trust your residence with us has not led you to forget the learning you put to aneh poor advantage in tbe monastry at Monnonstein. Canst thus construe this for us T la it in good, honest German or bastard Latin T" "It ia in I*tin," mid tbe captive monk, glancing at it in the other's hand. "Give me a ticket to Portland." Colonel Bleckley looked at him coolly and asked: Then tbe silence was rudely broken by the ponderous clang of tbe closing gates and the ominous rattle of bolts being thrust into their places and tbe jingle of heavy chains. Down the wide stairs from tbe Bitter-saale came the clank of armor and rude shouts of laughter. Newly lighted torches flared up here and there, illuminating the courtyard and showing, dangling against tbe northern wall, a score of ropes, with nooses at tbe end of each. Into the courtyard clattered tbe baron and his followers. The abbot stood, with srms folded, pressing a gilded cross against his breast He was a head taller than any of bis frightened, cowering brethren, and his noble, emaciated faoe was thin with fasting, caused by his never ending conflict with tbe world that was within himself. Hia pale countenance betokened hia office and tbe church. But the angry, eagle flash of his piercing eye spoke of the world alone and tbe field of conflict. Tbe baron bowed low to the abbot and aaid: "Welcome, my lord abbot, to my bumble domicile. It has long been the wish of my enemies to stand within its walls, snd this pleasure is now granted you. There is little to be made of it from without." "Maine or Oregon 7" "Will you absolve me. father, for the"— "I don't give a darn which." Colonel Bleckley reflected. His commission on a ticket to Portland, Or., waa $2.50 more than his commission on a ticket to Portland, Me. He said to the man: The abbot spoke a word or two to the monks, and they advanced to the pinioned men and there performed the rite sacred to their calling and to the serious situation of the penitents. As the good brothers stood back, they begged the abbot for mercy to be extended toward the new converts, bnt the sphinxlike face of their leader gave no indication as to their fate, and the good men began to fear that it was the abbot's intention to hang the baron and his knigbta "It is no falsehood, Gottlieb. I, the baron, send it I came hither the Abbot Ambrose. I am now Barm von Stern, and if I have any influence with onr mother chnrch the abbot's robe shall fall on thy shoulders if yon but do well what I ask of yon tonight. It will be some compensation for what I fear thou hast already suffered." God's Favors. God multiplies His favors. Day by day and hotir by hour they come trooping along according to existing need. So continuous and opportune are mercies and bounties that often take them as matter of conrse, attribute them to secondary causes and fail to trace them, with due intelligence and gratitude to their divine source. Never ought the Hand that feeds us and the Heart which responds in love, sympathy and kindness, be forgotten or unacknowledged. Goodness ever deserves recognition.—Presbyterian.'I'h* Shekel Israel. 10. "Thirty basons of gold, silver bason* of n second sort four hundred and ten, and other vessels a thousand." There is another helpful lesson of a different kind to be learned from these vessels. If the golden vessels be taken to represent the most talented or the most used vessels before people, then to be perfectly happy to be a vessel of a second sort or one of the other thousand not described might be equally glorifying to Qod, but might require more grace to tike a lowly plAfle, but in Math, xxv, 80-88, the one who made good use of two talents received just the same commendation as the one who made good use of five. "I get more for a ticket to Portland, Or., and I'll send you to Oregon." That which we work for and win by earnest effort la doubly our own and carries with it its wisdom. Thus a man who Inherits a fortune seldom puts It to the best or wisest uses. In order to learn the wise and beneficent use of money, one must have toiled for it coin by coin, must have some time suffered the want of It. A man born with a golden spoon in his month never tastes either pain or happiness as these are known to the common man. He has not felt the great danger of desire which gives to fulfillment its exquisite flavor. Not having struggled in the fight, he knows nothing of the joy •f victory.—Carrie B. Garrett in August Woman's Home Companion. "Go ahead," said the man. So that man got away from the boom and went to Portland, Or. Out there he went into business and now owns one of the big establishments of that city. He ascribes his lucky strike to Colonel Bleckley, and his recent letter was one of gratitude that he had not sent him to Portland, Me.—Wichita Eagle. "Then translate it for us, and quickly."Father Gottlieb took tbe parchment handed to him by tbe baron, and as bis aye acanned it more cloaely be bowed hia bead and made tbe aign of the cross upon his breast Gottlieb hurried away as the knights were already clamoring for more wine. As the night wore on and the moon rose higher the sounds of revelry increased, and once there was a clash of arms and mnch uproar, which subsided nnder the overmastering voice of the black baron. At last the abbot, standing there with the rope dangling behind him, saw Gottlieb bring a huge beaker of liquor to the sentinel, who at once sat down on the stone bench under the arch to enjoy it. "Now—brothers," said the abbot, with a long pause before he spoke the second word, whereupon each of the prisoners heaved a sigh of relief, "I said your fate would depend on yonr,selves and on your«ood intentions." They all vociferously proclaimed that their intentions were and had been of the most honorable kind. Craihlas Oat Competition. A woman in St. Gall went to Zurich recently and bought 5,000 pair of cheap Swiss shoes, had them shipped to St. Gall and then placed in the local papers an advertisement to this effect: "Telegram! Five thousand pairs of shoes of Swiss mske will be sold by me cheaper than the same articles can be sold by any one else." "Cease that mummery," roared tbe baron, "and read without more waiting, or the rods upon thy back again I Who aanda ua this t" 11. "Brought up from Babylon unto Jerusalem." This is the remark made of all the vessels. Babylon is a reoord of self exaltation from the tower of Babel in Gen. xi, where they said, Let us make us a name, to Rev. xvii and xvlii, whore they dare to make war with the Lamb. Jerusalem or Zion is the city of Qod, She city of peace, where our Lord was crucified, by whose blood peace was made. Many blood bought ones are captives in Babylon, living for self and to make themselves a name instead of magnifying the name of the Lord. Given to Christ that God may be glorified in us, let us live to complete His bodv. the ohurch.  The Valoe of a Good line. Secure a good name to thyself by living virtuously and humbly, but let this good name be nursed abroad and never be brought home to look npon it. Let others use it for their own advantage. Let them speak of it if they please. Bnt do not thou use it at all but as an instrument to do God glory and thy neighbor more advantage. Let thy face, like Moses', chine to others, but make no looking glass for thyself.—Jeremy Taylor. In the Moonlight. "It la from our holy father the pop*," Mid the monk, forgetting his menial position for the moment and becoming onoe more the scholar of the monastery. The sense of bis captivity faded from him aa he realised that the long arm of the chnrcb had extended within the impregnable walla of that tyrannical castle. 0"®"D Delta ajv, ahe loved the moon, For whe» It shone we'd stroll and spoon; How 'tla approved on different ground; In mooniifht buglira don't come round. The knights looked at one another in silence, then cast their eyea to the stone oaved court, all too shamefaced to attempt reply to what all knew was the troth. The baron, a deep frown on bis brow, gaaed sternly at the cbopfallen group. "I trust that is true and that yon shall live long to show yonr faith by your works. It is written that a man digged a pit for his enemy and fell himself therein. It is also written that as a man sows so shall he reap. If yon meant us no harm, then your signal shouted to the battlements will do yon Ho barm." Finally all riot died away in the hall except one tbin voice, singing waveringly a drinking song, and when that ceased silence reigned supreme, and the moon shone fnll npon the babbling spring. The police immediately pounced upon her and demanded for the commune a tax of $100. Then the cantonal authorities appeared and required another tax of $100 for tha state, this combined tax jriving the woman permission to sell B.000 pairs of shoes in one tenth's time. The "Baron Grnnewald," said tbe abbot, "I and my brethren are come hither on an errand of mercy and nnder the protection of your knightly word." The baron raised bis eyebrows in surprise at tbis, and, taming to Siegfried, he said in angry tones: "Socb was tbe effect of the first shaft abot by good Abbot Ambrose. What will be tbe result of the second T" Gottlieb stole silently out and told the abbot tbat all tbe knigbts were stretched npon tbe floor and the baron had his head on the table beside bis overturned flagon. The sentinel snored npon bis stone bench. "Good. And what has oar holy father tbe pope to aay to usT Demands he the release of oar excellent scallion. Father Gottlieb?" woman's objections were overruled, and she appealed through the various channels until the matter was laid before "There will be no second," said Siegfried. stepping forward. "We mast sack the monastery and bang the abbot and his craven monks in their own cords." "For God's sake, my lord," screamed the baron, while all his followers groaned aloud. The abbot, nnheeding, raised his face toward the northern wall and sbonted at the top of his voice: "My idea of the masses," said the cheerful idiot disgustedly, "is that the •m' stands for thousuuds and the other letters stands for themselves."—Chicago Times-Herald. The Muiim. Forfgetfnlneaa of Self. bundesrath. the highest authority in the republic. This body, after long deliberation, decided against her and upheld the The bant shoulders of the old monk straightened, his dim eye brightened and hia voioe rang clear within the echoing walla of tbe castle courtyard. "It la a ban of excommunication against thee, Locd Baron von Grnnewald, aad against all within these walla, excepting only those unlawfully withheld from freedom." A devout woman once wrote thns: "In my own family I try to be as little in the way as possible, satisfied with everything, and never to believe for a moment that any one means nnkindly toward me. If people are friendly and kind to me, I enjoy it; if they neglect me or leave me, I am always happy alone. It all tends to my one aim—forget fulness of self in ojder to please God."—Catholic Universe. "Is it so? Pledged you my word for the safety of tbeee men f "I can now unbar the gate," said Father Gottlieb, "and we may all escape." action of the local authorities. "Goodl" cried tbe baron, nodding his head in approval. "The worthy abbot, however, trusts not only in God, but in wslls tbree cloth yards thick. The monastery stands by the river and partly over it. Tbe beeieged monks will therefore not suffer from thirst. Their larder ia as amply provided as are the vaults of this castle. Tbe militant abbot understands both defense and sortie. He is a master of siegecrsft inside or outside stone walla. How, then, do you propose to sack and hang, good Siegfried?" The knigbts were silent. They knew tbe monastery was as impregnable as the castle—in fact, it was tbe only spot for miles aronnd that had never owned the sway of Baron von Grnnewald, and none of them were well enough provided with brains to venture a plan for its successful redaction. A cynical smile played round the lipa of their overlord as be saw tbe problem bad overmatched them. At last be spoke: "So die such Christians I" varying the phrase by one word. A simultaneous scream rose from the doomed men, cnt short as by a knife as tbe hnge log was harled over the outer parapet, and tbe 17 victims were jerked into the air and throttled at the coping that ran around the inner wall The good monks groaned and fell npon their knees. The whole matter hinges upon the that it is not considered for the get "Tbe reverend abbot is mistaken," replied tbe knight, who had not yet descended from bis horse. "There was no word of safe conduct between us." A Hyperbolic Hypothesis. Tbe atmosphere above ui is, alas. Naught but a great transparent burning glaas. And every mortal aa he hopeless strays Feels that on him are centered all the rays Of the red sun which hangs above ua there All pitiless wit$ his Incessant glare. And just behiiK) the sun there stands the sky, A vast reflector that no beams may fly Backward tn chilly space Its torce to lose. Klght leela the stored up heat day (ailed to uae. And, like a mighty kiln, tbe universe Fire* up again at dawn, while mortals nurse Their tiny woes, for now they seem to be Mo more than luckless animalculae. The earth, a ball of mud, is made to spin That it may bake alike through thick acD fhin, Until some day its turn shall (Wit to stick in soma vast structure as a spheroid brick. —Washington Star. welfare that one firm should advertise "Not so," replied tbe abbot. "We come here to convert these men to Christianity, and onr task is still to do." sell at a lower price than any otWr firm, onr individual affairs is incessant, li "Safe conduct is implied wben an officer of the chnrcb is summoned to administer its consolations to tbe dying," said tbe abbot. The monks all seemed frightened at this and wished themselves once more within the monastery, able to say, "All's well tbat ends so." But none ventured to offer counsel to the gaunt man who led them. He bade each bring with him the cords tbat had bound him, and without a word they followed him into tbe Ritter-saale and there tied np the knights and their master as they themselves had been tied. some cases it is dne to onr sense of 1 ing lost in the crowd, of the insignj cance of an individaal, no matter "Which means thyself, worthy father. Bead on, good clerk, and let ua hear It to tbe end." important, in comparison with the Thus did tbe Abbot Ambrose save the souls of Baron von Grnnewald and bis men at some expense to their necks. lions of human beings whom God mi As tbe monk read cut the awful wards of tbe message, piling curse on cane with sonorous voice, tbe baron aaw hia trembling servitors torn pale, and even hia 18 knights, companions In robbery and rapine, fall away from him. Dark, red anger mounted to bis t em plea. Ha raised bis mailed hand and amote the reading monk flat acroes the mouth, felling the old man prone npon the stonea of tbe court. "All trades," remarked tbe baron suavely, "have their dangera, youra among the rest, aa well as oars, if my follower bad pledged my word regarding your safety, I would now open tbe gatee and let you free. As be has not done so, I shall cboose a manner for your exit more in keeping with your lofty aspirations." Hold sorrow till its most selfish aspect passes, till it tnrns its religions side to yon, till time and experience and faith do their work, till yon feel not its gloom, but its glory; not its cross, bnt its crown. Do not through any device lose its sanctifying influence, the greatest loss the soul can meet.—J. F. W. Ware. Hold Sorrow. have equally in mind with oni In other cases it is dne to gen humility, to the conviction that we, onr best, are too hnmble to recei' But Calliope, the muse of epic poetry, looked very weary. "Kunston!" she repeated bitterly. "Wouldn't that jar you! Why, it's worse than Hobson, if anything! Such name*!" Here she glared at Mars, the god of war, who hastened t* disclaim any responsibility, indicating that if anybody was to blame it was tbe Parcae, or Fates.—Detroit Journal. More Trouble For the Haw. special divine aid. Bnt God Hi; has taught ns the contrary. It is a characteristic of His infinite nature that He is able and willing to interest "Carry them out," commanded the abbot, "and lay tbem in a row, their feet toward the spring and their heads under the ropes. And go you, Gottlieb, who know the ways of the castle, and fasten the doors of all the apartments where the servitors are sleeping." Himself in every one of His created beings, and that He literally does this. It is only acting the part of a trne believer, therefore, to appreciate that divine leadings are vouchsafed to ns for onr following, nor does experience fail to confirm the fact Thousands of believers have borne witness to it in emphatic language. Moat of ns, who have been Christians for any considerable time, have bean conscious of it—Con- WAJ Saying tbis, be gave aome rapid orders. His servitors fell npon tbe unresisting monkB and bound them hand and foot. They were then conducted to tbe northern wall and tbe nooaea there adjnsted round tbe neck of each. When tbis waa done, tbe baron stood back from the pinioned victims and addreaaed them: Accounted For. She—He says he loves me, yet he has only known me two days. The Only Religion "That Is my answer to our boly father the pope, and whan thou sweareet to deliver it to bim as 1 have given it to thee the gatea are open and tbe way clear for thy pilgrimage to Rome." But the monk lay where he fa" and ■■••■orog.  Her Friend—Well, perhaps that's the reason, dear.—Philadelphia North American.Christianity is the only religion with a child in its system of salvation, and therefore it is the only religion for childhood.—William T. Ellis. b War Dels army iwith Gen. l In Hong Manila, in When this was done and they gathered once more in the moonlit courtyard, tbe abbot took off bis robes of office and handed tbem to Father Gottlieb. laying significantly, "The lowest IMH KM that OBUrn wd in tro* The Worm Taraa. tne ms deck ol roar of ildo, on the r, and in tba i. Bonanza An east Tennessee editor, who was recently paid a grindstone on an advertising account, announces that he is going to uBe it to grind the life out of the first wise guy who comes to his sanctum to tell Maa all about how ta ruaasvipa;er. Sox In Eatinar. "We mast meet craft with craft. If the pope's ban cast such terror among my good knigbts, steeped to the gaunt'tta in Wood- what affect, think joru When a young girl loses her appetite, she eata no more than a bird. When a young boy loses his appetite, he eats no aaor* than a grown man.—Detroit JouraM. _ . .  The Wonder of It. *en "It ia not my intention that yon Knowledge can never. take tbe wonder out of God's world.—Professor ! Qanna A Smith. IX IX