PRESS,
1L1 JDUTU
VOLUME XX.
FRANKLIN
N.. C, WEDNESDAY; NOVEMBER I, 1905.
.UMBElt 44.
1 . MIeL
AND THEN -
Mt won as wrsk ti t.
Meu have lout a strops (a we.
Men have died as brain an wa,
: Three-score years and ten
Of grief and Joy and then
Kternliy!
Meo haTe loved the tame aa wa,
Men hare harbored hnte as we,
Men have longed for roet aa wa -
Three-score years and ten
V Ivb bate and love - and the
. : Eternity!
Ufe Real Lady Hermione.
uy V. n. ineaiatnaer.
The grassy slope hslfwsy down the
cliff inclined tit exactly tno right an
glo. They leaned comfortably back
and watched the tea,
' "I think," said the girl, softly. "U'a
perfectly- wonderful.",
"Tho sea?" he Inquired.
She half turned her head toward
him and smiled.
"Me?" he hazarded, hopefully.
"Perfectly wonderful," she explained
"that no one else has chosen to como
and Bit here this morning."
He pulled bis hat further over hi
eyes. ,
"That wasn't," he remarked, "what
you were going to say; but no matter.
Did you observe that I carried a largo
flat packet with me this morning?"
6he nodded without interest.
"And that there is a wooden post
on the cliff above us?"
"Y-w."
"Tho packet," he explained Iaill7,
"was a placard marked 'Prltato,' and
I nailed it to the post"
She laughed appreciatively. "De
lighted," she said. "First, you lull one
Into tho belief that your remark Is go
ing to be pointless, and then well,
the point suddenly pricks. Not that ii
wasn't a silly thing to do. No one
will take any notice of your By or
der.1 "
"They'll think It's Lord Olanmore's
till this afternoon, when the agent
will enlighten them," be said placid
ly. She laughed again. "But about your
points," she reflected; "I muBt try and
learn your trick of bringing them
out." 1
"It Is the little trade that I hare
learned," he misquoted, modestly.
"That you are learning," she cor
rected. "A dramatist can't have learn
ed all his trade at the age of at your
age."
, "That I am learning then," he
agreed, politely.
She smiled. "You're vastly agreeable
this morning."
As I always endeavor to be," ho
Aaawnmacnvwe.-.. ,
looked at him keenly." He wa
bii hand to push bis hat off
lace. ' 1
'Don't move," she commanded!
ulcklyj "I'm going to draw you." J
Very well." His hand droapafto
ills side and there was a pause.
VJ'Atp you .sure," be demurred, anx
iously, after a minute, "that you can
draw my patrician nose from mem
ory r, ;
"Oh, don't b uneasy," she Bald,
frankly. "I don't want your patrician
nose nor your face at all."
, "My clothes," he suggested, with
gratification, "were made"
"It Isn't your clothes, either," she
broke In. "It's your -attitude."
"Ah. My attitude suggests?"
The incarnation of Sloth," she said,
calmly.
He sat up suddenly and pushed hack
his hat His face was a dull red.
"Oh," she murmured, regretfully,
looking out to sea, "how tactless of
youl You'll never recover that pool
tion." ;. '...,
He opened bis Hps for sharp re
tort; then thought better of It.
i "I'll try," he said, shortly, and lay
back again, pulling his hat oer his
eyes.
For ten minutes the sound of pen
cil and India rubber alone disturbed
the silence. Hamberton had much to
thinlr of. The next half-hour would
decide whether his life was to be one
of easy idleness or of unwilling labor.
He was anxious to know, but he real
ized to a nicety when he ought to
speak. In a little while she would be
gin to be sorry that she had hurt him;
...... Urn (hn
mat wvuiu iro inn muiu.uii
r " " His Hps curved In a smile as he
muugiu vvvr uio iKisuiuu. a iunune
hunter he, without shame, admitted
to himself that he. was but he had
asked for little beyond the fortune.
That Fate should send It through a
yon hi.; pretty and titled' girl ' and
should, withal, add a spice of the un
usual to flavor the whole was, h ac
knowledged, generous.. For the girl
who had spent a month In the same
village with him she at the houee of
her old nurse, he at the Inn calling
herself Eleanor March, was, as be
happened to know, none other thin
Lady Hermione Forbes, possessor'-tn
her own right of an Income of some
thing over fifteen thousand pound.
The knowledge had reached .. him
through the pages of a magazine he
had found at the inn, where his eye
had been caught by a very excellent
likeness of the girl. His conscience
reproached him a trifle, but hi
soothed it He genuinely liked her;
be would be very good to her.
Tbe sound of tearing paper broke
lnon him.
"It's no good," she said, Impatiently;
"I can't get it .Yon can sit up; end
and why don't yon talk?" v
-His eyes smiled. It was the olive
branch for which he had beea wait
ing;. "I went to talk," he said. "But I'm
not sure whether this is the rlgtu
time."
l!be looked at him reflectively. "Yes,
you are," she said. "You know that I'm
always nicest after being-nastiest. Oh,
It's not clever of you," she added, hast
II,; "nearly every one's made that
way." ., , ;
"It's disgustingly hard to take you
in," he observed.' "
She looked at him oddly. "Is It?"
she murmured. , ... .
I'lfleanor," he said, "It's only four
words I want to say. Will you marry
me?"
k
ETERNITY!
Mm bare found to, win the prise.
Men bare almost touched the skies,.
But she woallh or grandeur crleat
"Three-score yeare and ten .
With wealth or fame and then --
Eternity!" . !:'
Men hare fowrtit their base iestrea,
Men hare qn'nrhed tti'lr passions' Brat,
Urn have railed on what Inspires,
Three-seore yeara and ten
' W ith eoul aeenre-and then
: Eternity !
Iiobert J. Burdette.
1 1 ' HH 1 1 H I 1 1 1 1
. For a moment there was silence.
Then she turned to him slowly, and
her voice sounded tired and weak. "I
don't know," she said, hesitatingly.
"It's so difficult to"
He nodded as she paused. Of coarse,
she was thinking of her people, of the
difficulties that would be raised. "Do
not answer now," he said, "I can wait,
of course."
But ahe seemed not to hear him.
"There's a thing," she said, "that's
bothering me. I hardly know bow to
tell you. It It will seem so silly if
there's nothing in It But I must
know for certain. Has It ever struck
you that I am at all like some one
elm?" She looked at him sesrchingly.
She was trying to catch bim; she
had a suspicion, a doubt. Hamberton
was surprised, but he had his features
admirably under control..
"Some one I know?" he asked, with
Interest
"No; at least you llv In London
you may have seen her "
"London," he protested, smilingly,
"Is large."
"Yes." She was watching his face
eagerly. '"But she's in society."
"Really?" He exhibited Just the right
shade of amused surprise. "Is the like
ness very striking?'
She put out her hand tor an illus
trated weekly paper that lay on the
crass beside her, but her eyes never
left bis face.
"You can Judge for yourself," she
she said, slowly. "There's a portrait
of her in this week's Whirligig.' "
He took it from ber without undue
eagerness.
"Ah!" he said, and looked up to
compare the likeness with her face.
"It's marvellous. But for the name
below I could have sworn It wss you."
"Yes, it's rather odd, I suppose,"
she agreed, Indifferently, "though, of
course, I've got used to it But I want
ed to tell you. You see, if you bad
ever seen Lady Hermione, Forbes. In
(own, you might,' quite naturally, have
thought that I was she, masquerading
down here gs th nr of a poor
artist And if I had allowed you
to remain unenlightened" She -did
not finish the sentence. i
"Thank you for telling me," he said;
gravelyj-'-'but, you see, I never did "see
Lady Hermione Forbes in town."
There was the barest suggestion of a
pause before the last two words as
a salve to his conscience.
"Ah," she said, In a colorless sort
of voice, "then I needn't have troublad
to tell you."
"So. now," he urged, gently, "does
It make any difference to your an
swer?"
'Oh," she said, breathlessly, "I don't
know. It all depends on on you."
And, before he had time to give even
a guess at her meaning, she had fled
up the steep path to the village.
He was vaguely disturbed. There
was something that he did not under
stand, he, who prided himself on see
ing farther then the average, and he
picked up the paper she had left be
hind, lnstinctly conscious that the ex
planation lay there. - - -
But the beautiful, mobile face to!d
him nothing. His eye dropped to the
paragraph below:
Lady Hermione Forbes, whose
portrait we give agove, though one of
the most , beautiful and popular glrla
in society. Is by no means as fond of
town life as most of her contempor
aries. This year she has- grown tired
of the whirl of gaiety even sooner
than usual, and is t present passing
her time in her favorite pursuit, cruis
ing in the Mediterranean- with a few
friends of similar tastes.
His eyes were opened at last. What
an abject fool he had been, and how
he had let his imagination run riot.
There was no dlsgulaj, no conceal
ment, no spice of the unususl. The
artist's daughter was the . artist's
daughter, and Lady Hermione Forbes
was cruising in the Mediterranean., It
laughed savagely, and. tried to read-
Just bis ideas. What was the next
thing to be done? He rose slowly to
his feet and" stood still. He must get
back to London, fas supposed, as quick
ly as possible, And Eleanor? The
Eleanor who was really ' Eleanor?
What about her? Was he to say any
thing to her before he went? Some
thing row in- hi throat and seemed
to stick there. He began to realize that
he was the victim of unusual-tenia
tlona. It was characteristic of the
dramatist In him that he should pauje
to analyze them. ! " "
"Somehow," he reflected, Incredu
lously, "I don't seem to want to go. I
want I want Eleanor. Yes, that's lr,
I believe! really believe I don't care
about anything else." He drew a deep
breath. To have lost control of hid
feelings was Indeed, a new sensation.
"I want her Just hex to live for or
die) for, or even" with sudden energy
he dashed up the. path "Oreat Scott?,
this must be the real tiling even to
work for!" .
" . .':
Eleanor never let a fine evening pass
without walking up ths lans till tho
sea came in view. This night was no
exception, although her heart was very
bavy. She did not expect to flnil
Hamberton walling for her, and she
MA not hide her displeasure. 1
"It Isn't fair to lie la wait for rc
like this," she said. '
He made none of the laughing ex
cuses that usually came so easily to
his Hps. -
"I'm sorry."' he said, ' humbly. "I
fjldn't think you'd mind for once."
She looked' at him doubtfully. "What
have yon got there?" she asked, catch-it
Ing sight of something white In his
hand.. .-.....
He held It out to her. "It's the flrat
act of a new play. I've been working
at it since this morning."
.She fell upon it with a little cry ot
delight "I'm so glad glad glad!" she
said. "I'm gong to read It n6w and
here.".. -'."-a -;K;
They sat down on a bank. "What a
blessing there's a moon, she said, con
tentedly. -.. . "
Hamberton nodded, with his head
turned away. She noticed his position,
and it helped her to go on waiting. It.
was proof positive that he was In
sackcloth and ashes. Never, otherwise
would be have denied himself th re
ward ot watching her face as she
read, .v ' , ;s: :"'
''Thank you," she said, when she
had finished, and there was a note ot
exultation in her voice. "I knew you
could do It It's got what tbe others
all lack the human note. What made
you do it?"
' He looked at her desperately. "I
love you, Eleanor, You made me do
It"
She seemed to shrink away from
him, and the exultation in her eyes
turned to pain.
. "Ah, don't," she said; "please don't"
and made a movement to go.
- "If you wouldn't' mind," he pleaded,
"waiting Just another minute I've got
something that has to be said. To-morrowI
may be a coward as well as a
knave. Will you wait? It won't take
a minute to tell. And and I shall sev
er dare to ask you anything again." '
A stillness came Into her attitude,
and eager expectancy into her eyes.
"Yes," she said. "I'll wait Tell me."
"I've -behaved like a sweep," he said.
"I've deceived you; I've lied to you. I
hated work and I wanted to marry
money to marry you for your money.
And I waa sure ail the time that you
were Lady Hermione Forbes; sure
when I asked you to marry me; sure
when you showed me her portrait. It
was only when I read what was be
low tbe portrait that my eyes were
opened. That's all, I think."
He waited tor ber words of biting
scorn or contemptuous dismissal. They
did not come.
"Quite all?" she asked, in a low
voiced
"Quite; except, of course, that I am
sorry."
She turned to him. "I accept your
apology," she said. "It's rather mag
nanimous of me, isn't It" she smiled,
"seeing that you are getting off quite
unpunished?"
"Unpunished!" he hurst out "Un
punished, when I love you, and" He
broke off short "I beg your pardon."
"I'm awfully glad," she said, "that
you told me before " Shhesltated..
"Before " ' 1 d met" "be
said, quf klay Illy; but
but mt you ru I
"Before I had h ended
qulefir.
What?" He stood up with a Jerk.
I'he next moment he had seen that
her eyes were full of tears.
"Eleanor," he cried, "what have I
done? Forgive me. I didn't dream
you care enough "
She flung him her hands passionate
ly. "I cared," she cried, between laugh
ter and tears. "I cared so much that
I couldn't tell you I knew, because
then I should have despised you; and
how Is it possible to live, despising
the man one loves?"
"Loves?" he echoed, in an awestruck
whisper; "loves? Eleanor! in spite of
that?"
"Not In spite of, but because of.
Don't you see, you've told me, and that
was what I was waiting for. It I had
had to tell you oh, I should have
prayed to die afterwards!"
There was a pause. He was think
ing things over.
"What was It you knew before,
Eleanor?" he asked.
"Everything. That you had seen
that magazine at the inn I left It
there; thai you thought I was Lady
Hermione; that you didn't believe any
thing I told you about myself. So I
thought, if I left that copy ot "Th
Whirligig' for you to see you would
have to believe. I suppose that was
what made you see?".i-.- ......
He nodded, flushing. "Can you learn
to trust me, do you think, Eleanor?"
he asked, humbly. . , , , ....
"Can you learn to work?" she re
turned, 'smiling.
"Eleanor," be said, earnestly, "I
want to work. Somehow, you've made
everything different You won't laugh
It I say I think you've made me dif
ferent since this morning, and I want
good Heavens, how badly I want to
forget the man I was up to this morn
ing!" "I was always waiting," she said,
softly, "for the man you were going
to be."
There was a pause.
''And if," she suggested, tenderly,
"your work should bring us wealth?"
v He straightened himself. "Still t
should work," he said; "you'vo taught
me to despise drones."
A great gladness shone In her eyes.
"That copy of The Whirligig.' " she
said, irrelevantly, "was one I had
printed specially for myself. I had
that little bit about the cruise in th
Mediterranean put In."
He looked astonished. "Why, Elean
or?" "Oh, don't you see?" Her role waa
veii w.
H stared at her silently. "Eleanor!"
he said at last.
She made room for. him beside her
on the bank. "I'm tired," she said,
thoughtfully, "of being called Eleanor,
'lo' Is nice and short for Hermione."
-The Sketch.
Italy' Queen a Poet '
' A German firm is preparing to issue
a volume ot poems written by Queen
Helen of Italy. This book will make
its appearance In the near future. The
poems are said to reveal the fact
that the Queen possesses tho highest
poetic talent, 'One poem entitled
"War" has a direct bearing upon the
present conflict In the Far East The
verses were written In the Queen' na
tive tongue (Montenegrin) and have
' been translated Into German. Chlcagr
Journal; ' .
,Th first rat, It Is said, originated in
Norway. Now Norway has produced
a new kind ft rat ono that carries
Its young in a pouch, Just like a kan-
CRUISE III CHOLERA SHIP
ONE OF TH
MISHAPS OP THE
UNLUC
BENNINGTON.
Chotera Got
board of Her at Hono-
lulu and fo
rhree Months th Rest
of th Worl
Treated Her as a Leper
A Grim
hibitlon by Sharks and
Big Oru
I Wheit Quarantine Waa
Lifted.
"The Ben
you call a liii
gton was never what
ship," said a man who
used to be
the navy, "and the ox
plosion of
er boilers was the climax
of a rathe
checkered history. I made
aboard of her, on the Pa-
one erulsi
clflc statl
loo, and that cruise
doesn't stl
k in my mind with' any
pleasant
collections worth mention-
ing. v, :;i,.;s- ;,'f-.q;.
"That was the cruise when she took
the Asiatic cholera on board down at
Honolulu, back in 1895. That was a
mean business. Not that the ship
was swepU iby the cholera, tor she
wasn't' fail the plugging around
quarantine that she had to do aln
hands In sight ot land tor three
months, and not a chance to get
ashore -v ast a Job that I wouldn't go
through a sain for quadruple sea pay.
"Only oriel hand died of the disease,
an apprentice; but the authorities ot
Hawaii and tail the ships that drifted
In and but of Honolulu and all the
rest of the' Hawaiian ports made a
leper of us,: all the same, on account
of that ontw boy's death, and we all
felt as If vli might Just as well be on
the Island of Molokat, where thoy put
the Kanaka lepers.
"The cholera got on board the Ben
nington that time In a peculiar way.
It all came about through, the ship
ment ot a Icargo of Chinese coolies for
tbe Hnwhlian sugar plantations to
Honolulu on the steamer Belglc.
"On th way down to Honolulu
cholera broke out among them, but
the deattw were put down to -pneumonia
anl nothing was said about
cholera, ifrhe coolies were landed at
Honolulu fand were all huddled In the
Chinese ojiarter.
"Through that quarter runs a creek.
The Chlnjks washed tbelr clothes in
that creel, and It was the creek that
carried the Asiatic plague on board
the Bennjlngton. The way it hap
pened was this:
"The ahlp was anchored not very
far from the mouth of the creek. Tho
weather Was pretty hot, and the men
for'ard of the Bennington were per
mitted tij swim after knock-off every
evening.! They went In one evening
after thj cholera had broken out in
HaawlulJ. ' s4KJhJur)ft''1iami swim
picked up tlrrta for us.
"It was,arCoy named Goebel, from
Georgetown! D. C, who swallowed the
microbe,, orl maybe a bunch of mi
crobes, tha flowed into the harbor
water fromjtue Chinese creek. That
evening whffo he was on watch he
began to grab at his mUdle. They
found him with a ghastly look In his
face and pretty nigh all gone, and
carried him aft to the trick bay. He
lived until about midnight, when he
passed out, dead from as bad a case
of the Asiatic thing as ever climbed
the side of a ship.
"It was mighty curious to watch the
effect of that news upon the men for'
ard. It gave us a fine chance to mark
a dead line of cleavago between the
game, or, rather, the self-contained
men, and th natural-born cowards.
"When all hands were piped, the
men who were there with what you
might call the nerve turned .out same
aa usual, lashed and stowed their
hammocks, and turned to without any
chaw among themselves or any cast
ing of glances aft. The hoy was dead,
and of the Asiatic cholera. Well, what
of It?
"The cholera had a swell chance to
sweep the ship and make her a char
nel. Sure, but what of that, too?
"That was the way' the decent, self
controlled men of the crew, for'ard,
viewed the matter, from' their de
meanor. So they "did their early
stunts, and ate their breakfasts, and
lit their pipes when the smoking lamp
was aglow, and smoked In silence.
Talking wasnt going to help anybody
or anything, and they knew it.
"But the lily-llvers of the crew for'
ard and I am bound to say that there
were few Americans among them
took It in another way. They turned
out shaking rjid - muttering and ex
changing looks with each other, and
blamed It some ot them didn't appear
to be almost afraid to go as far aft
as the hammock nettings on the main
deck to stow their sleeping bags, they
were in such an Inward panic.
"Well, the skipper of the ship
Commander Plgman he was, and no
better one ever ate In t one-handed
mess had the. crew called to quar
ter a bit ahead ot time that morn
ing, and he made us a little talk He
didn't try to minimise the wicked
ness ot cholera, but be said that there
wasn't any danger, He described the
preliminary symptoms of, cholera, and
said that If any of the men felt any
of those symptom during the day
they should immediately report aft to
the sick bay and have the rargeon
look them over. Then be dismissed
the men from quarter. ' "
- - "I give you my word that quarter
hadnt been dver five minutes before
a lot of the cowards were feeling ot
their stomachs and edging aft toward
the sick bay. There wasn't any more
the matter with them than ther is
with me at the present minute of talk
ing, but their Imaginations had them
funked. ' 'V ;
"And, right here, I want to put In a
word about a thing that has been of
ten called a sailors' superstlttlon
tbout tbe sharks hanging about a sh?p
when there is death on board.
"There are plenty of sharks In Hon
olulu harbor, and you can see their
wicked flns shooting along almost any
time you raise your eyes from .the
deck, But they dont group themselves
In schools In that' harbor, and up to
the time that our boy Goebel bad
cashed In never more than one or two
at the outside had crept around the
Bennington.
"Now, I don't profess to explain It,
and I am only stating alacf, but that
morning, while young Goebel 'a body
was on board he was carried ashore
and burled about noon the sharks
around the Denninnton literally swarm
d Thev hung around, qultt-like, as
if waiting, and they dldnt go off
until the body went ashore in the
steam cutter,
"I am not one of the old navy flat
feet, and I haven't got any supersti
tions in me worth speaking of. But
what I am telling: you is the strict
fact
"Well, after the boy's body was put
away In the Honolulu ground the Ben
nington was told to sheer off. She
was put under Indefinite quarantine.
"From then on we had to do slouch
ing around all sorts of v Hawaiian,
ports, looking for a bit of comfort or
cheer, and getting none anywhere,
First, we dropped' Into the roads In
front of Lahalna, on the Island of
Maul. Being badly In need of some
fresh provisions, the steam cutter waa
sent ashore one morning with ; the
stewards with the idea of dickering
with tbe Lahalnaite from a distance.
"The steam cutter hadn't got within
yelling distance of fhe Lahalna land
ing place before a whole bunch of
Kanakas, led by few whites, were
seen lined up there with shotguns In
their hands. Our ship was a blooming
leper In their sight, you see, 'and they
weren't going to let any steam cutter
of ours gets within megaphoning dis
tance of the Lahalna dock. :
"We got. no provisions at Lahalna,
nor .anywhere else. We lolled around
there for a long time, eating Junk
and cracker hash and pretty blue, and
then we slunk up to the rough water
In front of Hanalei, on the Island ot
Lanai, where we rolled and tossed for
a space.
"After thnt we crawled down to
Hllo, the town on the main Island ot
Hawaii, where, after watching us and
Inspecting us and feeling ot ns sus
piciously for a long time they finally
said that we were all right and could
land. That was the end of the miser
able experience.
"The crew for'ard got their longed
for beach liberty in watches, the star
board watch first. Now, there Isn't
any need to condone It, for It was only
natural, seeing that the crew had been
cooped up on board ship so long, but
I want to go on record as saying that
the shore liberty In Hllo of those two
watches of tbe Bennington's crew
that time constituted the most whop
ping bluejacket drunk that I've ever
seen In any quarter of the world, and
I've seen some powerful and amazing
bluejacket drunks up and down the
earth, In my time.
"The Hllo authorities swore In slews
and slathers of Kanaka deputies with
the Idea ot curbing the' situation, but
the relaxed and Joyous Bennington
Just chased those Kanakas half
way to tbe top of the volcano of
Manna Loa, which Is about 15,000 feet
high, and up tftsre thoy stayed till all
bands of the Bennington- crew were
yanked oft to the ship by the marine,
guard and the ship pulled back to
Honolulu.
"But it was a bad piece of a cruise,
and the Bennington wss a natural
born sad one. At that, the little old
boulter deserved something better
than to be tossed up by a set ot punk
boilers, and It kind o' hurt to hear
about nor going that way." New York
Sun.
QUAINT AND CURIOUS.
A Sheffield (England) Arm has oi
view In its window a pocketkntfe pos
sessing 75 blades. Each blade has a
local scene engraved upon It
The true worth of a girl In Al
bania is sometlmos readily estimated.
When she desires to marry she col
lects all her money and mounts It
on ber head, so that observers may
note her financial value.
James Carey. Walker of Baltimore,
a blind student for the ministry, ha
performed a remarkable feat of re
ducing to the point system eleven
chapters of the Book of St John, and
Hadley and Allen' Greek grammar
in Greek letters.
The Mundesley (England) parish
council, which struck out a new line
in municipalization by starting a poul
try farm, has realised profits on the
first year' working which are equal
to a reduction in the parish taxes of
a cent and fifth on the dollar.
. , - , . .. -
Organ grinders In Vervleres, Bel
glum, are by law compelled to ap
pear every morning before the police
superintendent and play their instru
ments. The organ which chance to
be out of tune must be set in order
before a license to play on the streets
will he granted. -
A lazy fellow In Topeka, who bas
large family, think of immigrating
to Panama, provided thai he can get
a Job on the canal. Children there
lire on wild fruit and wear nothing.
This saves grocery bills, washing and
mending. Besides, liquor 1 sold in
every grocery store. -
- 1 ' Twasnt HI Nam.
An officious Individual, who probably
had In mind the ordinance ot Councils
requiring all vending carts Bud wag
on to bear the owner' name and
license number, seemed 'to he greatly
concerned recently on beholding . a
vehicle on South Penn 8quare which
bore only a few - undecipherable
hieroglyphics where the nnme should
have been. Approaching the driver,
he pointed to the faded lettering and
remarked:-; "My goodi fellow, do you
know that 'your name Is obliterated"
"Whoa! What's that?" queried the
teamster, -pulling up. "I said your
name is obliterated." "Ydu're away
off." retorted tho driver; "my name Is
O'Brien. Git ep!" Philadelphia Re
cord. " v- i
Mors Liberal.
The Rev. Dr. Fourthly bad delivered
a discourse on maternal Influence..
. At the close of bis sermon the elder
ly member ot his, flock who had list
ened In gTlm silence and with evident
marks ot disapproval on ber stern
countenance arose. '
"I should like to . say a few words
In reply, doctor," he said, "If you
have no objection."
"St, Paul said It was a shame for
womn to speak In church," answered
Dr. Fourthly, "but In my humble Jndj
ryrit be was wropj; on that 'point.
Of ahead, sintcrj"
:?HE PULPIT.
SCHOLARLY SUNDAY SERMON BY
OR. LOUIS ALBSRT BANKS.
Inbjaef i The Coinsaaeloa of Carlftt.
i
Ilrooklyn, N. Y.-Dr. Louis Albert
Hunks, at one time pastor of tbe Han
son Place M. E. Church, where be was
most successful, preached there Bdn
day uiorulng on "The Christ Who is
Touched With the Feeling of Our In
firmities," The text was from He
brews iv:15. 'We have not a high
priest which cannot b touched with
the feeling of our Infirmities, but was
in all points tempted as w are, yet
without sin."- Dr. Bank said: -
"The last part ot this text explains
the first. Christ is in sensitive touch
with ns In the temptation and trials
of life because He ha personally ex
perienced them. He Is not a stranger
standing off on tbe ramparts of heav
en, looking down, though It be ever
so benevolently, upon sorrow and dif
ficulties which He has never person
ally known. Such compassion could
not mean much , to us. But Jesui
Christ perfected Himself as the cap
tnln of our salvation through suffering.
For three and thirty years He wore
our flesh, and tssted our grief, and H
is touched with tbe feeling of onr In
firmities. How much that ought to
mean to us. When we are in any trial
or trouble, and we need comfort, it is
not to the most Joyous and happy, who
have never known what sorrow wss,
to whom we go for sympathy. "
"Some rears ago I was surprised to
receive from a very rich man in a city
where I was then pastor a check, for
a large sum ot money which he said
he wished me to ose among the poor
In my part of the city, and especially
among children who were having a
bard time ot It. I followed his direc
tions and gave him an account ot how
portions of It were used. Still other
sums followed until I was very much
interested in the matter, and won
dered not a little at the cause ot It.
After it had gone on for nearly a year
I received a letter from him inviting
me to take lunch with bim at a hotel.
When we met he said: 'I suppose you
have wondered at my sending this
money to you, an entire stranger to
me, and at my being so much interest
ed In tbe children of the poor In your
section of the city. But this is how it
comes. My father died when I was a
very little boy. My mother was left
a widow with a large family of chil
dren, all of whom were too small to
be of much help. She bad to work
very hard, but work as bard as she
could, she was unable to procure
enoitsh food and clothing to give us
comfort sll the time. For two or
three years I knew what It was to be
hungry. Msby a night I have cried
myself to sleep in silence lest my
mother should bear and It should make
her feel bad, because I was so hungry.
I could not keep back tbe tears, and I
knew she had no bread to give me.
You would scarcely believe it,' con--tlntUad
the millionaire, 'looking at me
now abtf fcnowjng what you do ot me
that ou moo thanbhe occasion 1
have run and snatched av-'-nst of
bread thrown away from a "wmJforos Im-Af bri
where some teamster had eaten bis pnTCTi s he go
lunch, and rescued It from a dog, ami
sat down and ate It gratefully, and
washed It down with a drink from
tbe town pump.' Then the tears came
into the big man's eye and one rolled
out on bis cheek as he said: 'Now you
know, why I have so much sympathy
for the poor children. It makes me
shiver on a cold night when I think,
ot the boys and girls who have no I
clothing enough to keep them warrri.
For I have heen lu their place, and I
know how it feels. I know bow a bry
feels when he is hungry and cold, and,
God helping me, I shall never lose a
chance to help a boy or a girl that Is
In a hard place'
"As I listened to this big-hearted
man there came into my mind the
Scripture we are studying. He was
able to sympathize with and comfort
others, because he had a fellow feel
ing with their infirmities and their
sorrows.
"So, no one ould be a Bavior tor n
wbo bad not suffered. No one could
hare compassion on tu'lii our weak
nesses who had not himself been
tempted and tried ns by fire. Only a
man who has been hungry, and has
not kuown where to lay bis head st
times, kuows how to sympathise with
others who are In similar experience,
Only he who bas been lu tbe wilder
ness with the devil, tempted on every
side, straggling for his life, knows
how to sympathise and have true com
passion with tempted men and women
to-day. Only He wbo bas been crowned
with thorns, who bas been spit upon
and whipped with tbe scourge, who
has fainted under His cross, knows
real compassion, knows how to be
touched with the feeling of people who
are . lashed by cruel misfortune and
who" are fainting tinder burdens too
heavy for their shoulders.. But Jesus
Christ meets all these requirements.
He knows all about it.
"The Incarnation of Jesus was no
sham, lie wore our. humanity com
pletely, and there never was a more
perfectly sensitive hnman nature, one
more tender and exquisite la human
feelings than that ot Jesus Christ. As
bas been well said, Christ affected
none ot that hart) Indifference In
which some ancient philosophers vain
ly gloried. He felt as a man, and He
sympathised with the feelings of
others. On different occasions we are
Informed that He1 was troubled In
spirit, thst He groaned, and that He
wept. The story of HI agony in the
Garden of Oethsetnane exhibit
striking picture ot the sensation of
Innocent nature oppressed with an
guish. It discovers all tbe conflict be
tween the dread ot suffering on the
one hand, and tbe sense of duty On the
other; th man struggling for a while
with human weakness, and In the end
rising superior and winning victory.
We hear the Savior say, 'Father, if
it be possible, let this cup pass from
Me,' There Is th dread of suffering
natural 'on all our lips, but the next
moment we hear Christ saying, 'Nev
ertheless not a I will, but as Thou
wilt. Thy will be done.' So our
Savior was touched with tbe feellna
of our infirmities. , He was a man of
sorrows, and acquainted with grief
His whole life was an experience o
the ordinary trials and provocation
that lead to evil, and these were soon
tlmea aggravated Into tbe roost In
trnre t'iiiplnilo. He was waile the
target of nil the arrows of Satan. But
though He wit -trmptetl In all point
like s we re. He came off victorious
anil without xiu.
- "These reflection brlitR lo are-tret-iii
to the fact that Christ is Ideally
nerrwt ns a friend mid Savior for its
in the weaknesses and lulirmltles with
watch our lives In this world are fa
n.llinr. We may comfort ouraelres)
w;tli flia nwminoe of several very
Ir.siiirint? ivHwtlons.'
':-'irst-l'hrisr. Itelr.R' loMohed with
(he. fi'i'liiic nl r,r Inllnnitle. will
irnl-'.' a (lisiiiM-liim Iviween what is
M-ak and whiit In willfully ww? In
t .. ,ll'-l!S tV 1' - i! t ' I
Illustration of this In His treatment ot
Hip dlsc-lpte. Iliose three close friends,
i'rter and James and John, whom He
took with Hli.i Into the Garden ot
lieih'i'timne on the lilght of His le
Iruyal. He said to them as the bur
lien of sorrow pressed upon Him: 'My
ztwil Is exceeding sorrowful, even unto
ilealh; tarry ye here and watch with
Me.' And (hen He went awny a lit
tle hy Himself nud fell on Ills race in
prayer, mitl after a lime He came back
wishing thi comfort ot the association
Willi His frienfi. And behold, they
were all naleep. They aroused at His
Ktpp. nud Jesus, said lo I'eter, 'What!
could y not watch with Me one hour?
Watch n ml pray, that ye enter not into
temptation.' Then Jesui, In the ten
derness of His great heart, feeling
sympathy and . compassion toward
the in, begins to apologize for theiu and
explain to them tbelr weakness. The
spirit Indeed Is willing,' He say, 'but
the flesh Is weak.' Was there ever
greater tenderness than that? One
can easily imagine the sarcasm ot Na
poleon or Frederick tbe Great on an
occasion like -thnt. But could any
thing more clearly illustrate the ten
derness of Christ In distinguishing be
tween our weakness and willful wrong
doing? We inny be sure that Christ
will never misjudge, us If we are do
ing the best we ran. Tie knows It
and appreciates It to Its full value.
He sees every battle w( mnke, evea
when we are defeated, and knows the
motire behind every blow that ll
struck In Ills name. lie will never
reject or look with Indifference or con
tempt on any effort we muke to serve
Him because of our Infirmities which
make us to blush. What. we speak in
words are not the Only prayers Christ
hear, but every secret aspiration and
longing for goodness or for helpfql
service Is a prayer wliTeh He hears
and answers. There Is uo eloquence ot
human Hps that can compare with th
penitential lean shed In secret, spring
ing from sincere meditation upon our
duty to God. and heartfelt longing that
we may render Him truer service.
"Second-Jesus, knowing our infirm
ities, will not allow us to be burdened
heavier than we are able to bear. He
will not allow us to be tempted In
such a way that there Is no escape tor
ns. He will not permit lis to be load
ed, unless we bring It on ourselves hy
our own :n. with unnecessary trou
bles. His measure aliotit burdens I
Infinitely trmler: 'Come tinlo Me all
ye that Injor, and are henry laden,
and I wilt give you rest. Take my
yoke npon joii. and learn of Me; for
I am meek and lowly lu neart; and ye
shall Hud rest unto your souls. For
My .vuko la easy and My burden is
IlKhf
"And In regard to temptation, we
hove, the direct promise that His
grace shall he sufficient for us. and
that In every temptation He will make
a way for our escape, so that both
In our sorrows nnd In our danger
Christ, touched with the feeling of
our Infirmities, stands ready to com
fort and defend us. We shall go no
path so lonely or uncertain but we
may Hud marks to show us, if we
really seek for 4heiu. that Christ has
heen over the way first. Alexander
Maclaren recalls the .customs of pio
neers lu trackless Innilr iniv nfiir
one fclendij)rsW'-Tfirough pathless
rant a uraucn ever and
goes, that those who come
after may see the traces of his hav
ing been there, nnd may know that
they have not lost the trail. So when
we are Journeying through the murky
night, nud the dark woods ot affliction
ami sorrow. It Is a precious thing to
lind here nnd there a broken branch
or a leafy stem lient down with tbe
trend of Christ's foot aud the kindly
thoiigliffnlness of His hand ns He
passed, and to reniPiiilier thnt the path
tit trod He lias hallowed, and that
there are lingering fragrances and
hidden strengths In the remeinlirance
that He was tempted In all points like
ns we are, bearing grief for ns. bear
ing grief with ns, hearing grief like us.
'Tblrd-As angels comforted Jesus
In His sorrows, so He will succor ns
In our trials and weaknesses. How
tenderly Jesus prayed for us before
He offered Himself iiion the rross as
nil atonement for our sins! In that
tender prayer In which He expressly
stares that It was not only for His dis
ciples, but for all who should believe
on Him through their. words to th
end of the world, and' therefore In--ui'es
us, the Savior prays: "Now I am
i:o juore In the world: hut these are In
ilu world. Holy Father! Thine they
were, ami Thou fnvcft tlieni Ale. Keep
them through Thine own nnme.
.;!(( !fy them Ihroiigii Thy truth.
Kee; them from fhe evil one, that they
may be where I am, and may behold
the glory which Thou hast given Me.'
Mow tender Christ wss to people in
places duriug His earthly mur
iairy! Recall His Journey to visit
Martha and Mary when tbelr brother
I jiznrns wusf dead. . Remember the
kimlnrts to the poor woman wbo
touched His garments as the crowd
pressed about Him. Remember the
woman 'who brought her box of
precIou ointment ns He sat at the
feast in tho house ot Simon, who wet
His feet 'With her tears and wiped
them with the hairs ot her head. In
nil these, and lu multitudes of other
rases how conspicuous the tenderness
nnd sensitive compassion of Jesns
Christ In comforting those who are
tried and troubled.' Knrely there could
be nothing more ' attractive to us.
Nothing which could more perfectly
appeal to our confidence and to out
faith than the character and the story
of Jesus our Savior as set forth In the
Word of God." , - . . , ; , ,
: ' ' Marrow tl"a tSaalaat.
. It ti easier to take the narrow than
' he broad way. It you go to destruc
tion yon must leap over the Bible,
over the Church ot Christ, over the
prayers of parents and friends. Yon
innst leap over the love of tlx Savior
Himself. Evan Robert. "
DIAMONDS WHILE YOU WAIT.,
Valuable Crystals Mad In Laboratory
f Prof. Molssan. - . "
The art of making diamond ha
heen given a step forward through a
study of the diamond-bearing meteorlo
Iron of Canon Diablo. In a section ot
this famous meteorite Prof. Molssan
has found numerous diamonds both
black and transparent together with
graphite and phosphorus and sulphur
combined with iron. He ba also
made experiment to determine the
effect ot silicon, sulphur, and phos
phorus. Iron wa fused with a large
mass of sugar In a crucible In an elec
trlo furnace. A soon aa the molten
iron bad become saturated with car
bon partly .from the sugar a small
proportion of Iron sulphide was Intro
duced, and the crucible was plunged
Into cold water. With rapid cooling
as an essential, the carbon crystal-
llzed out from ths cmiler of the mas.
The Iron jfulphM considerably In
creased tl' yield of d' .-"'lid crystals,
as did ' Co :irmf I- t i ' -.phorns
t- 1 -- . i.
RUFE'S OCCUPATION.
Some folks don't have so aperlal gift.
They batter dl around an aliift,
An' rii'w ths teat tttey kin, an' say, a
"I wish tew ajiKidoesa 'twan't thla way-
Hut Itttftis Jlnklna. I recall.
Ha wasn't billt that way at alt : "
lla had a sift that s soma renowned,
: . The gift of sett la' round.
He'd set aa' set as' art so' set.
An' wlirn Ton rt 'suoae 'at be mlfht sat . .
Home tired of It, he' set aoott ssora -I'lion
a bi In I'erklna' store ; , ,
An' t fr whlttlla'. waal. I a&r 4' i
He waa a whltller, anyway,
tils aliavln'a rorered up th grmM, v.;
While he was settlu' rouod.
The drought ulfht coma his crops , tat
knock.
But Riitiis didn't feci the shock :
Ills bouse mlsjht rot it did, In fact-' '
llut aim he did his settln' Set:
A flood might come his barn ter (IsJra,
lint II of us whittled jest tbe same,
An' when his erlttera all waa drowaed
lla Jeat kept settln' round.
Ole Itearh gripped ttnfa ferarennore -
lie found him settln' In the store '
An' where he went course 1 don't koowf
It might be high. It might be -low :
But ef wa foller roe an' yew , , .
I'd like ter bet a plunk or tew -
That Unfits 'III at last tie found
Jest merely settln' round. v v
Ban rranclsco Call.
IUST FOR FUN
Emerson Aren't you mistaken,
mamma, In regard to the location of
my mind? Life.
Mrs. Whlttler Lowell ij disobeying .
me, Emerson, you were doing wrong,
and I am punishing yop to Impress It
upon your mind! -. - .
The Artist What effect do you think
a war between Norway and Sweden
would have on the world at large?
The Editor I'm afraid there would be
a universal strike of linotype opera- '
tors and proofreaders. Puck.
Governess (looking over geography
papers) What's this? "The ffbTle ot
Lancashtre are very stupid!" Where
in the world did you get that Idea
from? Pupil Out of the book. It say
that Lancashire is remarkable for Its
dense population Punch. .- .
Newitt No; of course IlaUheller
doesn't keep house. He Just has apart
ments at his club. Wronnds Ho
doesn't know what life is. . Why, half
the fun of going to your club Is lost
unless you've got a home to stay away
from. Philadelphia Press.
"Do you not love," said the Cadav
erous Boarder, "to explore to Unknow
able? To wring from Chaos the secret
of its Indwelling Entity?" "You Jtiat
bet I do!" answered the stenograph
er, smiling sweetly. "Will you please
pass the hash?" Cleveland Leader.
Miss Hiram Often InBert this adver
tisement for a girl, but, for goodness'
sake! dojXtHlSJ4elp Wanted oye
erk No. Mrs. HlflHIf ttfM No,
that implies that I expect to do most
of the work myself. The last girl 1
got this way held me to thatPhila
delphia Press.
Tbe man behind the white apron In
dignantly asserted himself. "I won't
be ordered around as if I was a slave,"
he exclaimed. "I'm aa good as you,
It's no disgrace to be a waiter!"
"Maybe not," said tbe dyspeptic guest,
"but it's a disgrace to be such a waiter
as you are." Chicago Tribune. .
Mr. Kornersloon I've halt a mind
to start for Dawson City, Sarah. Here's
a fellow went up there six months ago,
and has Just got home with (15,000 in
his pocket Mrs. Kornersloon But
that would never do for you, John.
You can't even get borne Saturday
night with your little fifteen dollars:
Judge. :"
"Why do you put that young man
forward so prominently T" asked the
politician. "Do you think he hi quali
fied to be a leader in public affairs?"
"No," answered Senator. Sorghum. .
"Sometimes a man goes to the front
under tho impression that he is a
leader, when he is " merely a cow-'
catcher, to keep the track . clear and
receive the bump." Washington Star.
"Pardon me, sir' said the waiter
to the diner who was about to leave,
"but haven't you forgotten something
sir?" "Well, If I have you may keep
It for your honesty," growled the man
who belonged to the Anti-tippers' club.
"Thank you, air," answered the wait
er. "Yon left this pocketbook on your
chair slipped out of your pocket, I
suppose. Again I thank you, sir."
Chicago Daily New. -.
A Violin Trick in Pari. ;
Enjoying the cool of the evening J
front ot hi sausages, a pork butcher
of the Latin Quarter : wa spoken to
by a piteous Italian boy with a violin.
Mother and sister were supperless in
their garret, and not a o bad th
poor little musician made that day. It '
he left hi violin a a pledge, would
not the nork.l'utcher let bim have n
string or ausaTftThe eornj)B.Bslon
ate tradesman agreed at tinco, ana
the boy, handing over hi Instrument, -went
off with a plentiful supper. The
next day a well-dressed man, happen
ing to look In at the shop, saw the
violin, examined it, and started back
In surprise. Did the pork butcher
know what a treasure he had? It was
a Stradlvarlua, worth any amount.
Having heard the story of th Italian
boy, the amateur proposed that the
tradesman Should buy the Instrument
If he rot It tor HOf. it would be dirt
cheap, and the amateur himself could
sell It tor him afterward for 10 times
that amount The boy came to pay
for hi sausages and claim the violin.
"Sell It!" he exolaimed, when asked
by the pork butcher; "never, for it
was his only treasure left him by his
grandfather, to whose grandfather It
had belonged before that" At last,
however, having gone home to consult
his mother, he agreed, and, embracing
his beloved violin, with tear In his
eyes, parted with It for 4. The suit
posed amateur never turned up. Tho
pork butcher took the violin to a deal:
er, who pronounced it to be worth 2s.
lid.
Superstitious.
"Mother, what sort of a slsn Is It
when you dream that you are
rled?" '
"Tfiy S!-y that dreams hy ( '.
trarl'.!t, i. y tl-'sr .' . . .
"M,tti.r, I'll lii afraid lo s. lo p"
now." cifv -i-l I'lnln I'- '-r.
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