Pittston Gazette

              • srAHUsllKDiaisn. I nidar VoL. XLVi. MO. 51 f UlUCS Newspaper in the Wvuming Valley. PITTSTON, LUZERNE OO., 1DA., FRIDAY. AUGUST 28. A Weekly Local and Fam iljf Journal. To the Children. Children, who mail ray lajr. Thus much 1 have to May: luu'h day and every day lDoaiiaer on the torecustle. Jtlo tneu went to work to man her, but ho did not very easily find a crew. Joo was fastidious in his ideas of seamen, and though some whom he cast his eye upon came very near to his taste it cost him a great deal of trouble to discover the particular act of Jacks he wanted. .tor some moments tne old manor Old Joe and the others listened to him with stern faces. In fact, they rewived his protests and threats as his defense. When he had made an end, Joe Westlake sjioke thus: from the masthead, "and since no good can come off cautioning a corpse, why then, sorry I am that there aren't a company of people arter your kind assembled aboard this craft to witness the execution of my sentence upon you. Last night I heard that the reason of your firing off your guns were to celebrate the hauniversary of your wife's death. I duuno, I'm sure, whether such a practice wouldn't be considered as more criminal and worthy of a fearfuller punishment than even the shooting at a man's flag and degrading the honor of it. But to say more 'ud only be a-wasting of breath. My lads, do your duty." THE SUNDAY SCHOOL^ war's man stood staring up at his wound A BLOW TO FARMERS. CHRISTIAN ENDEAVOR. PENSIONS IN DIM ed flag, idle with wrath and astonisli- Topic For the Week lieginning; Aug. 30. Couimeut by Rev. S. H. Doyle. Topic.—The happiness of bCiaven.-—Rev. xxi, 1-7, 22-27. Do what is right 1 things, in great and small I Then, though the sky should fall, Bun. moon itnd sturw and all. You should have light. ment. lie then in a voice of thunder J shouted: "Plum— Kobbins — Tuck! D'ye see what that there fired little tailor's been and done? Why, junk me, if he lia'n't shot our color through! Boys; load with ball. D'ye hear? Suffocate me, but he shall have it back.  uiy hearts, and go for him!" With ocean alacrity some round shot were got up. a gun was fired point blank at Labor's Retreat and down came a chimney stack, amid the cheers of the crew of the Tom Bowling. ''Now, then," roared old Joe, "over with our boat, lads, and board 'em! Tommy, stay you here and let go the anchor," and in a very few minutes Plum and Robbins were pulling Joe Westlake ashore. LESSON IX, THIRD QUARTER, INTER- "SlojDer — I dunno yonr Christian name and I won't demean myself by asking of it—four of your countrymen —and sorry they are that you should be a countryman of their'n—have patiently listened to what you've had to say. And all that you've said amounts to nothing at all. The haccusation made ag'in yon is one of the very gravest as can be brought ag'in a retired tailor. You're charged with degrading the honor of my flag, and you've been found guilty, and my sentence is that after a sufficient time's !»eeii granted you for prayer and meditation, you be brought up to the place of ■ hexecntion, aboard this here cutter, the Tom Bowling, and hanged by the neck till you're dead." NATIONAL SERIES, AUG. 30. Bryan's Election Would Surely Heaven is the abode of God and His angels, the invisible realm of holiness aiid happiness, where the children of God shall spend their eternity. It is always represented in the Scriptures as a plorioua and a happy place. Jesus (peaks of it as His Father's house, where there are many mansions prepared for those who are His. Paul refers to this inheritance of God as rich in glory, and placed before His mind but one goal, that of the eternal happiness of heaven. John's vision of heaven in Revelation represents it as a place of magnificence and of splendor as well as of iDeace and happiness. Taking all the Scripture says about heaven into consideration, we can say with Isaiah and with Paul, "Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him." The description that John gives of heaven is necessarily figurative. Yet many of these figures speak of the happiness of heaven. Fre« Coin nee of Silver Would , Scale Them Down One Half. Thin, further, 1 would say: Me you tempted, as yoo may. Each day and every day Three at last he found—Peter Plum, Bob Robins and Tom Tuck. Joe was admiral. Plum, coining next, combined a number of grades. He was captain, first lieutenant and boatswain. Robins was the ship's working company, and Tom Tuck cooked and was the all round handy man of the Tom Bowling. Be Followed by a Panic. Text of the Lesson, II Ram. xvlil, 0-17, 32, 33- Menory Verses, 33, 33—Golden 8pent what is trust True thing.-., in great and small I Then, though the sKy should (all. Bun, moon and stars and all. Heaven would show through. Text, P«. I, a—Commentary by the Rev. NO COMPENSATION FOR LOSS PRICES OF FARM PRODUCTS. 1). M. Stearns. H. "And Absalom rode upon a mule." The rebellion of last lesson developed, David tied from Jerusalem, and crossing tho Jordan came to Mahanalm, where he was kindly cared for by Barzillal and others (chapter xvli, tf4-a«). David's army went forth to battle ln three divisions under Joub and Abishal, his relatives, and Ittai the Uitfite. See Ittal's devotion to David In chapter iv, 21, and now see his position as a leader in David's army. Those who are now faithful to Christ in the time of His rejection will be surprised at their appointnionts In His kingdom by and by. 10. "And a certain man saw It and told Joab and said, Behold I saw Absalom hanged in an oak." Evidently the man was no frfend of Absalom's, or be would have released him. Where were all his friends? Every one failed him, and, as he was an enemy to God as well as to his father, he was desperately alone. When God is for us, we are never alone and need never fear though all lie against us. Blessed are those who trust ln Him. Patriotic Men Will Surely Hesitate to Vote for a Change. Life's journey, through and through, Speaking what's just and true, Doing what's right to do Demand for Crops in the Home It was Mr. Joe Westlake's intention to live on board his cutter. Ho furnished his cabiu plainly and comfortably and laid in a plentiful stock of liquor and tobacco. As he was to cruise under his own flag and was indeed an admiral on his own account, he conferred with his first lieutenant, Peter Plum, on the question of a color. What description of flag should he fly at his masthead? They both started with the understanding that nothing under a fathom and a half in length was worth hoisting. After much discussion it was agreed that the device should consist of a very small jack in the top corner, and in the middle a crown with a wooden leg under it, tho timber too being in both Westlake's and Plum's opinion the most pregnant symbol of Britannia's greatness that tho imagination could devise. Robins, with powerful arms, grasped the tailor, who shrieked murder and struggled hard. His struggles were as the throes and convulsions of a mouse in the teeth of a cat He was dumped down on the three legged stool. In an instant Pi-nn lathered his jaws with the tar brush, and picking hp the piece of broken iron hoop scraped little Sloper's cheeks till the lather was as much blood as tar. Then, lifting his leg, he tiltod the stool, and Mr. Sloper fell backward on to the tarpaulin, which, yielding to his w(s{ght, soused him into the water. They left him to kick and splash awhile, fherf pulled him out and ran him forward into the head, where they sccured him to the windlass till the sun shjuld have somewhat dried him. Markets Would Fall Off. Unto one and all. When you work and when you play, Each day and every day; Then peace shall gild your way Though the sky should fall. —Alias Gary A BURDEN TO THE HELPLESS. F0BE0L0SING ON MOBTGAGES. and Suffering Would hf Inevitable THE H0N0R0F THE FLAG Sloper and his party saw them coming and manfully stood their ground. The three seamen, swuring the boat, forced their Way on to the lawn and maivhcd up to the tailor and his friends. to the Old Soldlen Under a Sytttem That ' 'Murder 1" screamed Sloper. And here (so he afterward swore in court) the unhappy little tailor fell down on his knees and begged Joe Westlake to grant him his life. That Would Be One of the Natural Re- Proponed to Reduce the Purchasing sult# of a Free Silver Victory—Could Power of Their Pension*—A Thing That the Farmers Fairly Blame the Lenders Appeals to th« Pocket book of Kvery By W. PL ARK BUSSELL "What do you mean by firing at my cutter?" roared old Joe. for Desiring to Recover Their Loaned Man In the State. [Copyright, 18B6.] "Chip him under hatches," exclaimed tho old man-of-war's man. And Plum and another, lifting the hatch cover, popped Mr. Sloper down among the ballast again. Money in One Hundred Cent Dollar* Manifold arc the historic interests of the river Thames. There is scarcely a foot of its mud from London bridge to Qravesend reach that is not as "consecrated" as that famous bit of soil which Dr. Samuel Johnson and Mr. Richard Savage knelt and kissed on stepping ashore at Greenwich. One of the historic interests, however, threatens to perish out of the annals. It does not indeed rise to such heroic proportions as you find in the stoiy of the Dutch invasion of the river or in old Hacklnyt's solemn narrative of the sailing of the expedition organized by Bristol's noble worthy, Sebastian Cabot, but it is altogether too good and stirring to merit erasure from the Thames' history books by the neglect or ignorance of the historian. * "What do you mean by knocking down my chimneys?" cried tho tailor, who was exceedingly pale. Before Impending Legislation Would Every human and patriotic citizen looks with the utmost satisfaction upon the munificent provision which the nation has made for the old soldiors, says the Chambersburg Public Opinion. Actual want is relieved, as well as substantial honor conferred, by the pensions granted to the disabled men who bore the brunt of the battle in the contest for the life of the nation. Doubtless there have been pensions given to unworthy and undeserving men, and the bounty of tho nation has been abused, but no right minded and good hearted citizen would ronseut to any substantial reduction of the pensions on account of this abuse, or for any other reason. The system is approved alike by the patriotic sentiment and best judgment of the great body of the citizens. Change the Order of Things? "Who began it?" bawled Joe. "Who fired first? Who's bin and made holes in that there flag of mine! Why, that's the flag of a British sailor, you little withered thimble, you, and duni you, if you don't make me instantly a bumble apology and stump up with the cost of what you've injured, I'll skin yout" And lie threw himself into a very menacing posture. By this time the afternoon had very considerably advanced, the wind had dropped, and it was already dark when the Tom Bowling let go her anchor off Gravesend. The cabin lamp was lighted, and old Joe and Plum sat down to a hearty meal, after which they smoked their pijjos and dipped a ladle into a silver bowl of rum punch of Westlake's own brewing. It Is assumed by the supporters of Bryan and his policy In the agricultural states where his followers abound that the farmers, and especially those who have mortgaged their property, would surely be benefited If Bryan should be elected and the 63 cent dollar substituted for the 100 cent dollar. The purpose of the sllverltes, It is admitted, is to compel all depositors In savings banks, all holders of life insurance policies, all pensioners, and all others who have invested savings by loaning them directly or indirectly to suffer a loss of about half of every dollar which they own upon the plea that these dollars have a value twice as great as they ought to Vave. It is assumed, however, that the farmer will not lose, but will gain. 1. "There was 110 more sea." The sea speaks of separation, of restlessness, of mutation, things which characterize this life, and which cause much of the sorrow of life. With these removed, the cause of sorrow will be removed and happiness will prevail instead. IX. "Behold, thou savest him, and why didst thou not smito him there to the ground!"' • Thus spake Joab to the man who brought the tidings. There was no pity in tho heart of Joab nor any regard for the entr««ty of David, though it may be that he really believed that the death of Absalom was tho only way to the peaoe of the kingdom. After David's death Joab foHowed Adonijah rather than Solomon and was slain while holding on to the horns of the altar (I Kings ii, 28-34.) But long before the sun had time to comfort the shivering little creature Heme bay had hove into sight The helm was shifted, and the cutter ran close into the land, where they hove her to, while Plum and Robins got the boat over. Within a few months of his landing from the frigate ont of which he h:wl been paid Mr. Joseph Westlake was again afloat, but now in a smart little vessel of his own. She had been newly sheathed with copper, and when she heeled over from the breeze as ghe stretched through the winding reaches of the river the metal shone like gold above the wool white line of foam through which the cutter washed, and lazy men in barges would turn their heads to admire her, and red capped cooks in the cabooses of "ratching" col- 2. "He will dwell with them." God will dwell iu the New Jerusalem with His people. What happiness that will bring I How we long to see God face to face, to know more of God. Christ will be there also—another source of the joy of heaven. He has gone to prepare a place for us; that where He is there we may be also. That place is heaven. Where Christ is that is heaven, and there can be no heaven without Him. In the sunshine of His presence there cannot but be everlasting joy, perpetual happiness. At this point one of the tailor's friends slunk off. "My chimney stack is worth more than your twopenny Hag." shrieked Sloper, maddened even into some tcmporary emotion of courage by the insults of the old man-il-war's man. "D'you mean, captain," said Plum, ' 'that the little chap in the hold shall have any supper?" Mr. Sloper was then dropped over the side into the boat, which pulled ashore, landed him and returned, and a few minutes later the cutter was standing for the mouth of the river, leaving the tailor on the Heme bay beach, 40 miles from home without a farthing in his pocket "Well, Peter," answered old Joe, "I've bin a-turning of it over in my mind, and spite of his 'rageous conduct I dnniiu, after all, that it would be right to let him lie all night without a bite of something. Cull Bob." 12. "In eur hoaring the king charged thee and Abishai and Ittal, saying, Beware that none touch the young man Absalom. '' If, then, he would not lay a finger upon Absalom, not even for a great reward, why did he not for David's sake release Absalom from his -peril? Was he afraid of Joab's wrath as well as of grieving tho king, or did he hope that Joab wpuld take Absalom a prisoner and bring mm unharmed to the king? The fear of man bringeth a snare, but to do the right thing, as in the sight of God, requires more grace than many seem to have. The payment of the pensions to the old soldiers is beyond question one of the great financial burdens of the nation, but if it were tenfold weightier it would be cheerfully borne, because it is the meeting of a just, humane and patriotic o bligatlon. Citizens would be unworthy participants of the inestimable benefits conferred upon them by a redeemed and reestablished government if they were unmindful of the cost of the republic in the sacrifice and labors of these men who stood by it in the hour of Its peril. It is absolutely trna I pledge my word for that on the authority of the recurdsof the Whitechapel county court In the year 1851 there dwelt ou the banks of the river Thames a retired tailor. whom I will call John Sloper out of regard to the feelings of his posterity, if such there be. This man had for many years carried on a flourishing trade in the east end of London. Having got together as much money as he might suppose would supply his daily needs, he built himself a villa near the pleasant little town of Erith. His house overlooked the water. In front of it sloped a considerable piece of garden ground. "Say that again, wi.l you?" said Joe. "Just sneer at (hat there flag again, will you?" liers would step to the rail to look, and sometimes a party of gay and gallant cockneys, male and female, taking their pleasure in a wherry, would salute the passing Tom Bowling with a flourish of hands and pocket handkerchiefs. The tailor v. as idiotic enough to repeat the affront, on v. hich, and as though a perfect understanding as to what wiis to 1** done subsisted among the three sail Drs, old Joe, Plum and Robins fell upon Sloper, and lifting liiin up in their arms ran with him to the boat, into which they flung him, paying not the least heinl whatever to his cries fur help and for mercy, and instantly headed for the cutter, leaving the tailor's friends white as milk and speechless with alarm near the cannon upon the lawn. This man, whose surname was Robins, arrived. Joe told him to get a lantern and cut a plate of beef and bread and mix a small mug of rum and water.This is the historic incident of the Thames which I desire to rescue from the oblivion that has overtaken many greater matters. Mr. Sloper, on his return to Labor's Retreat, and when he was somewhat recovered in nerves and health, sued Joe Westlake in the Whitechapel county court, in action of tort, laying his damages at the moderate sum of £60. Mr. Q. E. Williams, for the defendant, contended that the plaintiff deserved the treatment which he had brought on himself, and the judge after hearing the evidence said that although the plaintiff, Sloper, had acted most improperly in loading his guns, the defendant, Westlake, had retaliated too severely, but under the circumstances he should award only £5 damages, without costs. The fanners who follow Bryan have been deceived. While It Is probable that those who would suffer the most severely are the worklngmen, the farmers would stand very near them on any scale that should measure the misery of the people. 8. "There shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain, for the former things are passed away." No leath, no tears, no pain! How much of the sorrow of life is caused by these things which shall have passed away! "You can tell the little chap, Bob," said old Joe, speaking with one eye shut, "that we're only a-feeding of him up ho as to get more satisfaction out of his hexecution tomorrow morning. You can say that sailoring is a rather monotonous life, and that if he'll die game we shall all feel obliged for the hentertainment he'll afford us." Never had old Joe been bo happy in all his life. Of a night he'd bring up in some secure nook, and after having seen | everything all safe he'd go below with Peter Plum, and in the cozy interior of the little cabin, whose atmosphere was rendered speedily fragrant with the perfume of rum punch, which Joe, while in the West Indies, had learm-d the art of brewing to perfection, the two, sailors would sit smoking their yards of pipe clay while they discoursed on the past, one incident recalling an- 13. "There is no matter hid from the king." Well, whatever D&vld might or might not know, we are sure that "all things are naked and opened unto the eyes of Him with whom we have to do" (Heb. Iv, 13). " The Lord searcheth all hearts atyl understandeth all the imaginations of the thoughts" (I Chron. xxvlli, 9). "There Is not a word in my tongue but so, O Lord, Thou knowest it altogether" (Ps. exxxlx, 4). It is even written, "I know the things that come Into your mind, every one of them" (Ezek. xl, 5). Undoubtedly the election of Bryan would be followed by a panic. This Is admitted by the sllverltes themselves. There would be a destruction of confidence and a paralysis of credit. Would not this affect the farmer? Can the farmers isolate themselves and escape the effect of depression that is and must be felt by all other classes, speculators possibly excepted? Even if Bryan should be elected, at least eight months would elapse before the silver standard could be adopted by legislation. The panic which would follow his election would depress the prices of farm products; the paralysis of credit would deprive the grain grower of the sustaining power which "carries" his crops after they have been harvested and facilitates an advantageous distribution of them throughout the year. The demand for these crops In the home market would fall off, owing to the condition of the worklngmen. 4. "There shall be no night there." Night speaks of death and darkness and gloom. It is characteristic of earth, but there shall be no night in heaven. No night of death, because there shall be no death; no night of fear, because there will be no one to molest or make afraid; no night of watching, for none shall be sick; no night of siu, because nothing that defileth shall enter therein. Any direct and avowed proposition to scale the pensions would invoke the disfavor of the people, and the party advancing such a proposal would be rebuked by a most decisive majority of the voters. The pensions are not now in danger from any avowed opposition to them, but in an indirect way they are seriously threatened. The free coinage of silver, if it is adopted, will result in the scaling of the pensions almost one-half. When the silver dollar, with fifty-three cents worth of bullion in It, comes to be the standard and measure of value, as must inevitably-by the result under the free coinage of silver, then the pensioner will be paid the same number of dollars, but the new dollars will be only about one-half the value to him of the old dollars which were exchangable for gold. Mr. Sloper showed good sense and good taste In building himself a little home on the banks of the Thames. All day long he was able, if he pleased, to entertain himself with the sight of as stirring and striking a marine picture as is anywhere to be witnessed. He could have built a house above bridges, where there is no lack of elegance and river beaufyof many sorts, but he chose to command a view of the Thames on its commercial side.« When the boat reached the cutter, Plum jumped aboard and received little Sloper from the hands of old Joe, making 110 more of the burden than had the tailor been a parcel, say, of a coat and waistcoat or a pair of trousers. Old Joe then actively got over the rail. He lifted the little main hatch, and Mr. Sloper was dropped into the space below, where the darkness was so great that he could not see, and where there was nothing to sit upon but Thames ballast Whether Bob Robins communicated this sptiech to Sloper I cannot say. It is certain, however, that he took the lantern and the tailor's supper into the hold and stood over the little man while 14, 15. "And ten young men that bare Joab's armor compassed about and smote Absalom and slew him." Joab having thrust three darts into his heart while he was yet alive in the oak, his young men finish the work and Absalom is dead. The beautiful but cruel Absalom, who had it in his heart to kill even his own father, Is slain. There was nothing brave or noble in killing a man who could not defend himself, so Absalom may be said to have perished miserably. Truly the way of the ungodly shall not prosper. Bible Readings. —Pa xvi, 11; Dan xii, 8; Isa. xlix, 10; lxiv, 4; Math, v, 1-12 ; Luke xii, 32, 83, 37; xv, 7; John xiv, 1-3; I Cor. ii, 9, 10; Eph. i, 15-18; PhiL iii, 13, 14; I Pet. i, 3-5; Rev. xxii, 4, 5. other, one briny recollection prompting an even Salter memory, until their eyes grew moist and their vision dim in their balls of sight, whereupon they would turn in and make the little ship vocal with their noses. he ate and drank. When the retired THE END. tailor had finished his repast, he asked Robins if he was to be kept locked np in that lilack hole all night without anything to lie on but shingle. Modern Rorvtflui Literature. Two strong complaints are often heard against Norwegian literature. We are told not only by people of Roman stock, with whom the difference of race may cause some difficulty, but also by people at oar awn kin—that it is not clear; that it is ' 'misty." But do people suppose there are mists in a mountain land? Mist comes from the sea and the lakes. Lowlands have mist, but the mountains bar it off and keep the weather clear. In lowlands the imagination is richer in colors and shadows, and has more daring, though indta uncertain—almost adventurous—conceptions. In mountain lands it is clearer and narrower. The power of the mountaineer's imagination is not its compass, but its intensity. His art characterizes more strongly. By characterization I do not think at the endless crowd of details, which often are only another kind of mist, but, generally speaking, a power to put the figure in the landscape and the landscape in the figure—which is of decisive importance for the representation both of races and men. In this respect I believe that no other literature at present surpasses the Norwegian.—Bjorustjerne Bjornson in Forum. "Why did you fire at us tar'/" Baid Bob. Longitude and Latitude. It happened according to the usual methods of time that an Easter Monday came round, which, as we know, was the joyful anniversary of the death of the wife of the retired tailor, Sloper, whose villa, called Labor's Retreat, stood upon* the banks of the Thames near Erith. To fitly celebrate tbis happy day Mr. Sloper had invited three An old pastor, now dead, used to relate the following incident: "There came to me here one day a grand looking fellow. I had not asked whether he did business on the water, for the sea breeze had kissed his brow so often that it had left its mark there. I said, 'Where did you find the Lord?' In a moment he answered, 'Latitude 25, longitude 54.' I confess that rather puzzled me. I had hoard of people finding Jesus Christ in these galleries and down these aisles, but here was something quite different. 'Latitude 25, longitude 54! What do you mean ?' He said: 'I was sitting on deck, and out of a bundle of papers before me I pulled one of Spurgoon's sermons. I began to read it As I read it I saw the truth, and I received Jesus in my heart I jumped off the coils of ropes saved. .1 thought if I were on shore I would know where I was saved, and why should I not on the sea? And so I took my latitude and longitude. * " In his day there was more life in the river than there is now. In our age the great steamer thrusts past and is quickly gone, the tug runs the sailing ship to the docks or to her mooring buoys, and there is no life in the fabric she drags. In Sloper's time steamers were few; the water of the river teemed with sailing craft of every description; they tacked across from bank to bank as they staggered to their destination against the wind. "In boat! Up anchor, and away with us," said Jot; Westlake. "I never fired at you. I was firing for my own diversion," answered Mr. Sloper. The breeze was fresh, the cutter was always an excellent sailer, and in a very short space of time she was running down Long reach with Erith and its adjacent, shores out of sight past the round of land where Dartford creek is to be found. Joe Westlake then called a council. Robins was at the tiller. Plum and Tuck came aft and the four debated at the helm. Under this change of standard there is no compensation to the pensioner for his loss. In the world of trade the change of standard inherent in the system of free coinage of silver is not so important, inasmuch as [frices will be changed in all commodities, and approximately fair compensations cai| be attained and no great injustice be done. But the pensioner has nothing to advance in price. He is in the market with the new dollar under the new system, and finds all prices advanced, and is able to buy with his pension only half as much as he could buy with that which was paid him in the old dollars. "D'you load with stones for your dlvarsion, as you call it?" said Bob. What would be the experience of those farmers who have borrowed money and given mortgages on their holdings, many of whom hope to be enabled to pay off those mortgages at 53 cents on the dollar, perhaps overlooking the fact that they are oonsptrlng to rob the widow and the orphan? According to the government reports, the average life of a mortgage in this country on farm property is about four and one-half years. It Is now stated by western men who ap]Dear to be familiar with the farm mortgage business that a majority of the farm mortgages in force are due; that is to say, that the terms of them have expired and that they continue In existence because the lenders are satisfied with the interest received. 16. "And Joab blew the trumpet, and the people returned from pursuing after Israel, for Joab held back the people." The leader being dead, the back of the rebellion was broken and there was no reason for unnecessary slaughter; therefore the people are recallod from pursuing. In the conllict in which we are engaged we are for our David, God's beloved Son, and He gives armor sufficient to protect us and a sword which will conquer every enemy (Kph. vi, 10-lb). Our great enemy will, however, not be slain by any of us; neither will he be conquered till Jesus comes. "There was no stem's when you came along," cried the tailor. "Why did you aggravate me by firing in return?" "What did you want to fire at all for?" said Bob, almost pitying the trembling little creature as he showed by the lantern light in the cutter's email black hold. Sloper, sitting at his open window on a fine day, would be able to count 30 different types of rigs in almost as many minutes. That he took a keen interest in ships, however, I do not assert. That he could have told you the difference between a brig and a schooner is barely imaginable. The board on which Sloper had flourished was not shipboard—it had nothing to do with starboard or larboard. He was a tailor, not a sailor, and the friends who ran down to see him Were of his own sort and condition. "I've heerd," said old Joe, "of this tailor afore. His name's Sloper. I've never larued why he mounted them guns or where the little rooting hog got his pluck from to fire 'em. But there call be no sliadder of a doubt, mates, that his object in firing today was to insult that there flag." "I was celebrating a hanniversary," answen-d Mr. Sloper, who maltreated his h's us badly as old Westlake, 17. "Anil duty took Absalom and cast him into a groat pit in the wood and laid u very groat huip of stones upon him, and ail Israel lied every one to his tent." Thus they disposed of his body. But where was ho? When Paul was stoned to death and left for dead at Lystray, he himself was enjoying glorious things in paradise. Compare 11 Cor. xli, 3-4, with Acts xiv, 19, and observe the dates. See also Stephen's experience as he was being stonod to death in Acts vii, 55, 5tD, 5U. Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord. To die is gain. But concerning such as Absalom, our Lord Jesus has drawn aside the veil in Luke xvi, 23. See also Rev. xiv, 9-11. And although these things are fearful to contemplate they are written by a God of Love, who is not willing that any should perish (Johniii, 1(D; 11 Peter ill, 0). Absalom In tils lifetime had built a pillar and called it by his own name, but there Is something better than a name on earth. Compare Jor. xvii, 13, and Luke x, 20. In the following verses of our chapter we have the story of one who ran with tidings for the king, and also of one who insisted upon running but who had no tidings, and who, therefore, although be was the fleetest runner, had to stand aside. It is folly to run without being sent and having no tidings to carry. Tho message in the word of God is plain, "That he may run that readeth it" (llab. ii, 2), not as Is often quoted, "That he that runs may read." The idea is, first get your message and then run and tell it. It is the privilege of every believer to be a bearer of tidings, not such as Cushi bore, but glad tidings of great joy for all people. "And what sort of a hanniversary calls for gun firing?" said Bob, holding up the lantern to the tailor's face. The only way In which he could be made whole in the change of standard, would be by a general law increasing all pensions one hundred per cent. The prospect for the passage of such a law is very slender. The difficulty of passing new pension laws involving even the slightest advance in pensions is well known. Hence, the old soldier's prospects under the free coinage of silver are very dark, indeed; old and feeble men are able to keep soul and body together by the slender pensions they receive under the present standard. "Want and suffering are inevitable under a change which reduces the purchasing power of their pensions. Surely patriotic men will hosit&te and refuse to vote for a change which involves such burdens to the helpless and deserving pensioners. He pointed with an immensely square forefinger to the masthead. "It was the hanniversary of my wife's death," said Mr. Sloper, ."and a day of rejoicing with me and my friends." Would these lenders, holding mortgages overdue, take no action if Bryan should be elected? Does not the western farmer see that they would demand payment and that they would foreclose If payment should not be made? Would not the election of Bryan be followed by a general re? sort to foreclosure proceedings on the part of mortgage holders who could legally take such a course? Would even the offer of a renewal of a mortgage upon terms binding the farmer to pay in feold prevent the lender from undertaking to reclaim his money? The Bryan platform calls for legislation which shall prevent the making of such agreements. Could the farmers fairly blame the lenders for desiring to recover their loaned money in 100 cent dollars before proposed and Impending legislation should compel them to be satisfied with 63 cent dollars? "Ne'er a shudder," said Plum. Bob, who himself was a married man, loving his wife and two little girls with the warm affection at the genuine sailor's heart, looked for some momenta (speechless with disgust at the white shadowy countenance of Mr. Sloper, Mid without deigning auotnerword rose through the hatch, which he carefully secured, mid then went aft to old Joe and Plum to raj* irt what had passed. "For why," continued old Joe, "did the smothered rag of a chap wait for us to come right abreast afore firing?" "Ah! that's it, ye see," exclaimed Bob Robins. "There you've hit it, Mr. Westlake." Good For the Jnniors. Sloper was a widower. How many years he hail lived with his wife I can't say. She died one Easter Monday, and when Sloper took possession of hi* new bouse near Erith he mounted some small cannon on his lawn, and- these pieces of artillery he regularly fired every EasfcT MC®day in celebration of what he called the joyftjlest anniversary of his life—from which it is to be assumed that Sloper and bis wife had not lived together very happily. But, though the Whi tech ape 1 county oourt records have been searched and inquiries made in that part of Londou where Sloper's shop was situated, it has not been discovered that Mrs. Sloper's end wm hastened by her husband's cruelty—that, in short, more happened between them than constant quarrels. Yet it must be said that Sloper behaved as though, in truth, as the old adage would put it, his little fignre contained no more than the ninth part of a soul, when be mounted his guns and rudely and noisily triumphed over the dead whom perhaps he might have been afraid of in life, and coarsely emphasized with blasts of gunpowder his annual joy over bis release. A Junior society with a unique history has just been reported to us, says The Golden Rule. The church with which it was connected had a time of severe trial, and the church itself died. The Junior society, nevertheless, continned to live and prosper throughout, and from it a new organization has sprung up and is now thriving. The superintendent pertinently remarks that "it aeerns as if the juniors are really the parents of this church. " When • Tenor Would Not Sing. "The little faggot's game," old Joe went on, "is as clear as mud in a wiuegliiss. He fires with blank cartridge, like as he'd say, 'What'll you do?' What did he want? That we should re- Two years of hard work at Drory Lane satisfied Sims Reeves of his success, and he went off to the continent, bent on having his voice still better cultivated. First he got all he could from Signor {Jordogni in Paris; then he started for Milan, where he placed himself under Muzzucato, then director of the conservatoire. Here he studied hard and led on the whole a joyous life. It wus in the dayB of the Austrian tyranny, of which the English tenor soon had a taste. He had secured an engagement at La Seal a, the most celebrated opera house in Italy, and one night he had to intimate bis inability to sing, owing to a sore throat. The doctor inspected his larynx and declared that he could sing if he liked. He still refused, and a squad of gendarmes accordingly called at his lodgings with a carriage and carried him off to the theater. However, as the old saying goes, yon may take a horse to the water, bnt you cannot make him drink. The led the tenor to the stage, but that wa8 'the extent of their powers. They failed to make him sing.—Gentleman's Magazine. Thc two mll'trs. friends to dine with him. It was in the .•ear 1851, when the class of society to .vhich Mr. Sloper lielonged was not so centeel in its habits as it has since become. In other words, Slojier dined at J o'clock. Had he survived into this age lie would not have dreamed of dinng at an earlier hour than 7. "Smite me," cried the old man-ofwar's man, after listening to Bob, "bufc If this wus furrin parts instead of Lun- turn his civility with grape? Of course. That if it should come to a difficulty he'd have the law on his side. Not being able to aggravate us iuto shotting our guns, what must he turn to and do but load with stoue—and look at that flag! Riddled, mates. I'll not speak of it as sp'iled, though a prettier and a better bit of bunting was never mastheaded. Sp'iled ain't the word. Disgraced it is. *' A MOTTO FOR WORKINGMEN "We Don't Want Any Fifty-three Cent Dollar* in This Town." "We don't want any 63 cent dollars in this town!" God's Plants. We are as yet only the roots of a future beautiful plant The best man or woman is only a shoot a little way out of the ground. We are God's plants, God's flowers. Be sure that He will help us to unfold into something serenely fair, nobly perfect, if not in this life, then iii anot her. If lie teaches us not to be satisfied till we have finished our work, He will not be satisfied until He has finished His.—James Freeman Clarke. His friends were of his own sex. Sloper did not like the ladies. His friends' ■ailing matters not They did business u the east end of London and were all liree thoroughly respectable tradesmen n a small way, wanting perhaps in the nuscle aud depth of chest and burricuui ungs of Joe Westlake and Peter Plum, tut all of them able to pay 20 shillings in the pound, to give good value- for rvotnpt cash and desirous not only of fresh patronage, but determined to a man to merit a continuance of the same. What would be the effect upon the farmers, whether silverites or advocates of honest money, of the inevitable panic conditions and this foreclosure movement? And if the silver standard should be adopted by legislation eight months or a year after the election of Bryan does the farmer think he could then borrow more money without great difficulty? Does he think, on the whole, that the agriculturists of the United States can gain anything by a policy of robbery and repudiation, which would make us detestable the world over? The voice that thus greeted the Bryan procession as it made its way through Huntingdon, Pa., gave utterance to an undying truth. voice. "Degraded," said Plum in a deep The sentiment was true in Huntingdon and it is true in New Yorjj. We don't want any 53 cent dollars in this town to pay to our policemen, our firemen, our street cleaners, our laborers on the public works of the city, our wage ~ "Ay, and degraded," cried old Joe, with a surly, dangerous nod. "That t.hero little tailor has degraded the honor of our flag, What's to be done to lit uiik dumjwd, di/wn on the three (egged non river, poisoned if I wouldn't yardarm the little fagot in rale earnest. What! miike a joyfuijhanniversary of his wife's death, and fire off gnns that the whole blooming country may know wliat a little Ixast it is. Sit yon down, Bob; there's a glass—help yourself. This is what we mean to do," and he forthwith related his scheme for the morning to Kobins and Plum. (stool. 32. "And the king said uuto Cushi, Is the young man Absalom safe?" The king's one thought was for bis erring son more tliun for the welfare of the kingdom. As Joab said, "I perceive that if Absalom had lived and all wo had died this day, then it hud pluused theo well" (chapter xix, 0). Does not David's love for this bad sou shadow forth the love of God, who loved us even when wo were dead in sins? (Eph. ii, 4, 6.) Ho# grout the love that would die for His enemies I "Behold what manner of love." "Hereby perceive we the love of God." him?" earners of all kinds and conditions. When Sloper and his friends had dined and the bottle had circled until, like quicksilver in the eye of a hurri•nue, the contents had sunk out of sight, he party went on to the lawn to fire oft he guns there in completion of the triunphaiit celebration of the ever memDrable anniversary of SI per's release. After a pause Plum said:' 'Bring him up and sit in examination on him. Try him fairiy and convict him." The recording angel is now making the final entries for this year of grace. The record is almost closed. Whatever changes, alterations and additions had best be made will have but small time for the completion of the eternal register. This annual account must stand for eternity and will be one of the witnesses in the day of judgment. Who is willing to let all the unfavorable past remain irrevocable?—Lutheran. Closing the Books. The sort of dollar that the city of New York wants for its workingmen is the 100 cent dolla^ William Jennings Bryan and his supporters, on the other hand, propose to pay wages in a cheapened dollar, a dollar with 47 cents of its value clipped off. Now, in the east end of London, not above 20 minutes' walk from Slojfer't old shop, there lived a sailor named Joseph Westlake. This man had served when a boy under Collingwood; had snielled gunpowder at Navarino under Codrington; had been concerned in several dashing cutting out jobs in the West Indies, and was altogether as hearty and worthy a specimen of an old English Bailor of the vanished school as you oould ask to see. They opened the hatch and pulled little Sloper off the Thames ballast into daylight. He w:is exceedingly white and trembled violently, and cut, indeed, a very pitiful figure us he stood on the quarterdeck of the Tom Bowling, surveyed by her owner und crew. He was a short man and spare, and Tom Tuck grinned as he looked at him. There are many farmers—a great many, we believe—who see clearly how great would be the Injury inflicted upon our agriculturists by the election of Bryan. These should strive to enlighten those tillers of the soil who have been misled by hired agents of tho mine owners and other demagogues.—New York Times. "Pardner," said Derringer Dan, "you'll excuse me, but I'll have to quit you. I ain't a-playin no more poker this evenin." Reasonable Doubt. "Of all the people interested in silver," says Bland of Missouri, "the agricultural people and the laboring people are the ones who have the most at stake." It was precisely at this hour that the Tom fowling, with Plum at the helm ind Joe Westlake in full rig marching up and down the quarterdeck, came leisurely rouuding down Halfway reach before a pleasant northerly breeze of n-iiid blowing over the flat, fat levels of Barking. The Tom Bowling, opening Jenningtree point, ported her helm and floated in all her pride of white canvas and radiant metal and fathom and :i half of Bhiuing bunting at lier masthead into Erith reach. They smoked hard and roared out in great peals of laughter. The bulkheads of a little ship such as the Tom Bowling are not, as may be supposed, of very formidable scantling. There is no doubt that Sloper in the hold heard these wild shouts of laughter which the muffling of the bulkhead and his own terrors would render awful to him, and we may be sure that as he lay in the blackness harkening to those horrid notes of merriment, he feared and perspired exceedingly."But you have a lot of chips yet," remarked the young man from the east 33. "Oh, my sou Absalom; my son, my sou Absalom! Would God X bad died lor tbnu, O Absalom, my son, my sou!" Five times he says "my sou." Here is abundance of grief, for the number five in Scripture is associated with abundance. David kuew that lie was ready to meet God, but Ahsulom was not, and the thought of seeing him no more forever was heartrending. Hut it Is to be feared that he was like Kli, houoring his sou above God (1 Sam. ii, £»)• We must with God eveu though we stand agauist those who uro very dear to Us. After the death of Absulom the kiug did uot at ouce return to Jerusalem, not till all Judah as one iimn iuvlted him back (chapter xlx, 11-14). Is our Lord wondering why we do nol ory, ''Eveu so, come. Lord Jesus!1" (Hev. xxii, UU.) "I know it, and I'm goin to cash 'em in too You look like er tenderfoot, an ye talk like one, but I've heard o' people that got bunkoed and Ixmght gold bricks even ef they did read the newspapers an orter know better. " She Knew the Worst. And he should have added that they are the ones who will suffer most if free silver shall prevail. "I suppose you're aweer,'r said old Joe, "that in shooting at my flag and wounding her you've degraded the honor of it? Are you aweer of that?" "Bweetheart, you deem me good," I said The Cheery Christian. As I took Bessie's soft, white hand. "You think the life that I have led Has been quite perfeot, pure and grand. The cheery, helpful and responsive Christian is if great valne. The pastor comes to rely upon him at all times. His example is contagions. Old and young are drawn to him. In the Sabbath school and prayer meeting he is an important factor Everywherehis presence Is welcomed and his influence felt.— Presbyterian. "We don't want, any 53-cent dollars in this town" is an excellent election motto for every New York workingman who does not want to see his'earnings diminished by the success of the free silverites.—Now York Sun. HtD had been shot in the leg. He carried a great war over his brow. He wu as fall of yarns a* a piece of ancient ship's biscuit of weevils. He swore with more oaths than a Dutchman, sneered prodigiously at steam and held the meanest opinion of the then existing race of seamen, who he said never could have won the old battles which had been the making of this kingdom, Whether under Howe's or gallant Jervis' or the lion hearted Nebcin's flag. "You came in my way. I was shooting for my hentertainment,'' answered Mr. SlojDer. "But ere we wed, my darling Bess, I tell you frankly that my ways Have been quite devious. I confess I've spent wicked nights and days." "I really don't quite follow you." "You're a retired tailor, ain't you?" "I had four nine spots a little while ago." said Joe "Nay, say no more," quoth Bees, demur*. "I know It all—1 know the worst. Tour mother told me, and I'm sure Yoq told her D11 your follies first." Sloper sulkily answered yes. "Did you?" Another Firm Goes l?uder. Just as she came abreast of Labor'* Retreat a gun was flmL The whiti powder smokeclouded the tailor's lawn. The thunder of the ordnance smote thC ear of Joe Westlake, who, dilating his nostrils and directing his eyes at Sloper's villa, bawled out: "Peter, that's meant for us, my heart! Down helium! Slacken away fore and aft! Pipe all bands for action!" "Have you any acquaintance with the i'lWS which are made and Diurwided for British seamen when it happens that their flag's degraded by the haction of a retired tailor?' said old Joe. Somewhere at ajxrot 8 o'clock next morning the Tom Bowling was got under way, and when all hands had breakfasted, Joe Westlake took the tiller, and Plum, Robins and Tuck went to work to construct the machinery for the retired tailor's execution. They filled a big tub with water and covered it loosely with a tarpaulin. Close against this tub they placed a three legged stool. Alongside this stool upon the deck was a tar bucket with a tar brush sticking up in it. They also pri cured and placed beside this tar bucket a piece of rough iron hoop. At the time that these preparations were ci nipleted the cutter was running through the Warp, which is some little distance past theNore light The river had widened into the aspect of an ocean and over the Ixiws of the craft the water stretched boundless and blue as the horizon of the Pacific. "Sartin. An ye didn't do a thing but say ye'd stay out Then I had a flush, an ye said the same. I got four kings an a ace, an ye laid down yer hand ez usual." Media, Pa., Aug. 24.—The lirin of Rhodes Brothers, limited, whose mills closed at Llewellyn and West Branch, on account of the depression in the textile trade, caused by the silver craze, have had heavy judgments entered against them in the common pleas court. What oould I say? This trustful lamb Had learned that onoe I teased the oat And twloe or thrioe had stolen Jam. How oould I deal with faith like that? —H. 8. Tomer. One Who Lovea tTa. Oh, that we could think of Ood as we do of a friend, tut one who unfeignedly loves un even more than we do ourselves !—Bax te^ "That waft remarkable," The country had no further need of his services on his being paid off out of his last ship, and he was somewhat at a loss until, happening to be in the neighborhood of Wapping and looking in upon an old shipmate who kept a public house, he learned that a lawyer had been making inquiries for him. He called upon that lawyer and was as founded to hear that (luring his absence from England a fortune of £1S,000 had been left him by an aunt in Australia. Mr. Sloper, instead of answering, cast a languishing eye? at the river banks, which were fast sliding past, and requested to be set ashore. " 'Remarkable' don't seem ter quite cover the ground fur me. Pardner, I don't Bay yer workiu one o' these here Roentgen ray outfits on me. All I say is that I ain't a-pluyin no more poker this evenln."—Washington Star. Treea. Set oat trees: adorn the homestead; I77B - lH!»(i. Shame, recreant freemen, shame I Doth freedom's heart 110 longer beat. Is freedom's name no longer sweet. That listless in her home ye stand While comes a cry for helping hand, While Spanish wolf, with fangs agleam, For Cuban lamb doth roll the stream. And shackles clank and headsmen stand For those who dare love native land? Newbubg, N. Y., Aug. 24.—John Reilly and Thomas Cody. Employed at the briokyard at Dutchess Junction were killed by the fast north bound express on the Hudson river railroad near that place while walking on the track. Reilly and Cody had been drinking after they started for home 011 the railroad track. Two Killed by a Fwt Kxpress. Where the Load Will Rest. "It jlon't answer his purpose to speak to the p'int," said Plum. Make It pleasant all around; Let the elms and oaks and maples It was Mr. Beecher who said that if you roll a rock down a flight of stairs it will bump each step in turn, but when it gets to the bottom it will rest there. If a silver basis briugs misery, the misery will not seriously affect the rich man. who can pay double for everything without feeling it, but it will hurt the poor man beyond computation. The rock will strike every step or class in turn, but when it gets down to the working classes it will stay there and they must hear the burden. Silver is the poor man's will-o'-the-wisp, and it will lead him into the bog. A gold basis is the only safe business basis, but you don't want to find that out through disastrous experience.—Kit tanning Free Press. A second gun roared upon the lawn that sloped from the tailor's house, and almost as loud was the shout that Westlake delivered to all hands to look alive and bring the guns to bear. The Tom Bowling was thrown into the wind und brought to a stand abreast of Labor's Retreat Plum took a turn with tin helm and went to help at tlie ami in a few minutes the three of a crew, with Westlake continuously bawling out orders to bear a hand and load again, werf actively enguged in firing blank at the enemy on the lawn. With the evergreens abound; Let the home be so attractive "Listen now," said old Joe, shaking his forefinger close into the face of little Sloper. "When a retired tailor degrades the honor of a seaman's flag by a-shooting at it and a-riddling of it, the law ns made and purwided si ts forth thiH, that the insulted sailor shull collect his :rew and in the presence of all hands jiass sentence after giving an impartial bearing to what the culprit may have lo say in bis defense. Now, you durned little powder burner, speak up jmd own what made you do it, and then I'll pass judgment." •D That the boy that is today. When he Bhall arrive at manhood An Intensified Slight. He had present*C1 his petition nt the back door, aud, though repulsed, was not despondent It had been slummed in his face, but he knocked again. And in foreign lands may Btray, Turn with longing heart and loving To his home these hills among, Thinkinir how the trees are thriving Which he helped to plant when young. Shame, recreant freemen, shame! Holds memory not the Frei Oman's sword Unsheathed to check the Hessian hordeV Are hearts so cold that ye forget Pulaski, SteuU n, Lafayette? Do can noli shuts of royal liege Not echo down from Yorktown siege? Is freedom's cause less dear than then, Or lacks the uew world worthy men? Joe Westlake 011 this took a little house in the Stepney district and endeavored to settle down comfortably as an east end gent, but his efforts to ride to a shoregoing anchor were hopeless. His mind was always roaming. He had followed the sea, man and boy, for hard upon 60 years, and the cry of his heart was still for water—water without rum —water fresh or salt—it mattered not what sort of water it was so long aa it was—water. Death of a Retired Clergyman. "If you don't get away from here," the woman said, "it'll be the worse for you." Set out trees along the highway; Place them thick on either side; In the present Joyous springtime. Every one his part provide; Set out walnuts, chestnuts, beeches Where the playful squirrels ootne. In the hemlocks, firs nnd spruces Bhall the song birds find a home. Let their branohes, growing, twining, Forming arches o'er the way, Shield the horse and screen the rider Through the long, hot summer day; Thick green leaves the golden sunshine Hiding while the dog star reigns. Then, when autumn paints them gayly. Carpeting the hills and plains. Springfield, Mass., Aug. 24.—Rev. Theodore J. Clark, aged SI, a retired Congregational minister, died suddenly ol heart trouble. He was pastor of a Cum mlnKtou church 17 years aud later liven lu Berndston, Ashtlcld and Nortlifield. "I'm goiuaway, ma'am," he replied. "I'm goin away. I jest wanted ter bring somethin ter yer mind." They opened the hatch and brought the tailor on Needless to say, he had not slept u wink all night. Who, "Well, I don't want anything brought to my mind " Shame, recreant freemen, shame 1 Is freedom's flag a tiyin&yet. Or are its stars of promise set? Have they gone down to eternal night Who battled for the sacred right, Or do those souls of matchless worth No longer walk this groveling earth? Must freedom's sword lie still and rust? Glows there no tire in patriot dust? The Whltney-Vanderbllt Wedding, It might have lieen that Mr. Sloper and his friends were a little tipsy. It might have been that they were irritated by their feu de joie being interrupted and complicated, so to siDeak, by the cutter's artillery. It is certain that they continued to load and discharge their guns as fast as they could sponge them out, while from the river the cutter maintained a rapid fire at Labor's Retreat In an evil moment, temper getting the better of Sloper's judgment, he loaded one of his pieties with stones, and the gun was so well aimed that on Joe Westlake looking aloft he beheld his beautiful flag of a fathom and a half in hoke. accustomed to a feather bed, could snatch even ten minutes' sleep when his couch is Thames ballast? Sloper's eyes were bloodshot, and his countenance haggard. He looked inconceivably grimy and forlorn, aud Bob Robins felt sorry for the little creature till ho recollected on a sudden the man's reason for letting off his cannons. Tuck took the helm, awl old Joe with a solemn countenance and slow gait rolled forwivrd to where the apparatus was sta- Newport, K. L, Aug. 24.—Mrs. Cor nelius Vanderbllt states that the wedding tomorrow of Miss Gertrude Vanderbllt tc Harry Payne Whitney would be a quiet affair, only family and immediate friendtbeing present. "What's your game4? What d'you mean to do with me? Where are you carrying me to?" cried the owner of Labor's Retreat. "None of your nonsense, you know. This is what's called kidnapping. It's indictable. You may find yourself in a veiy unpleasant predicament over this business, I can tell you. You profess to know who I am. D'you wunt to know what I'm worth? You'd better put me ashore, I say, and stop this nonsense, I don't mind a joke, but this is carrying a lark too far. Why," he Bhrieked, "here we are a-drawing on to Northfleetl You'd better let me go." And go he went uu,  "I can't help that I ain't a-goin away tell I've awakened ye ter a full sense o' what ye're doin. Ye read 'bout what a wrong thing it is fur ter hev a man ask fur bread an ter give 'im a stone?" Failure Assigned to the Chicago Platform Indianapolis, Iud., Aug. 34 —The Howe Pump and Engine works, of this city, has gone into the hands of a receiver, assigning as a reason that the Chicago platform destroyed the company's business. So, as Joe Westlake found that he couldn't rest ashore, he looked about him and after awhile fell in with and purchased a smart little cutter, which he rechristened the Tom Bowling, out of admiration of the song which no sailor ever sang more sweetly than he. It was perfectly consistent with his traditions as a man-of-war's man that,having bought his little ship, he should arm her. He equipped her with four small parronades and % pivoted brjan jix Set out trees, upon the common. Ashes, lindens, poplars, birch; Set them out around the schoolhouse; Place them thick about the church; Have the children's playground shaded And the publio walks as well. And the Joys from these arising Coming ages glad will tell. These shall live and grow and gladden While we molder 'neath their leaves. Let us, then, improve the present- Leave behind us prioelese trees. -Jlnaia G- Marshall House, slumbering freemen, rouse 1 If still ye guard that bell which spoke Ami tyrant chains forever broke, If still ye venerate the great Who built the glory of our state, Make haste to unroll that sacred chart Which blunts the point of despot's dart. Spaniards learn 'tis freedom's war On islet broken from our shore I Bouse, slumbering freemen.^mse! —New York Mail and Express. Drowned In Mount Hope Ray. ' 'Well, that's purty bad. But ter hev a man ask fur bread an givin 'im a stone pales inter insignificance alongside o' the oucharity ye're guilty of when he asks fur custard pie an ye give 'im the marble heart."—Detroit Free Press. "Yes." Fall River, Mass., Aug. 24.—Alexander Eustis, aged ;10, of Taunton was drowned by the capsizing of a sailboat in Mount Hope bay. Four companions, alsc from Taunton, were rescued. There are 83 miles of streets in Pittaton, 14 miles In West Pittston and many more In Exeter, Bngbeetown and Yatesvllle These streets all lead to G. B Thompson'* real estate office, where yon will ao to buy, ■ell or rent stows, dwellings, offices, etc.. * *0 place loans on real aetata. West Plttaton Borough. tioncd Bnrglars In Rhode Island. "Now you see your fate," he exclaimed, lifting up his eyes as though he beheld a ruixj with a nuoat daiutlioif W00N60CKET, R. I., Aug. 24.—The residence of Mrs. Ella F. Perkins on Prospect street, was entered by burglars and $800 worth of jewelry and clothing taken. Pudding dtabes 4c. ▲. Qomperts. j Doisd boxes matches 4o. A. QompMtz.