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VOL. V. MAGEDON. N. Y., SATURDAY, APRIL 22, 1893, LOLA PULASKI; OB Ike Victim of Circumstan tial Evidence. I Story of Nihilistic Plotting} and Crimes. BT LBON EDWABDS. CHAPTER XV. TVAN lSERGEIl'S RESOURCES. It was not the tall, lithe Iva n Ber- ger who left tho house, in the furthest recess of which the Nihilists were holding thoir ghostly conclave, but nil old peasant, with the lon g hair and beard that distinguishes that class. Even those parts of the face thai •wore not covered with hair, and the eyes, usually so brilliant and defiant, were changed. The skin was brown and wrinkled, aud the eyes heavy and expression- less. This sudden change showed con eliminate art and tact, and a skill thai would liavo made the young man's fortuno if he could have been induced to exercise it on the stage. Ho was so secure in his disguiso that ho did not go into tho narrow, deserted streets, but walked boldly out through the illuminated boulevards, along which mounted soldiers were riding—• some of them in search of himsolf— and gay sleighs were dashing. Ho walked straight down tho street on which his mother and sister lived, and ho halted across the way from the house, as if he thought seriously of going in. He WHS certainly moved to do so, but as UP stood there lie saw tho door open and two policemen como out. One of the men remained on guard before tho door, and the other walked rapidly down the street. It would not do for Ivan to remain Jong in this position, for the police of St. Petersburg are bot h vigilant and suspicious He again resumed his walking, and this time with the quick, decided gait of a man who had a fixed destination in view. One might think that Ivan Berget would have a horror of prisons, for iJ his identity were suspected he would certainly be incarcerated, but now he hastened toward tho placo where Lola and her father wore in duress. Almost under the walls of tho Novo prison, he entered a low house—it seemed actually si[uat in contrast with the great towering dungeon. Abuvr the dour of this house there was a sign setting forth that refresh ments could lie had within. Tho front room was a cross between a low bar and a ilioap restaurant, and the l'uugh men, crowded about thq stove, looked as if they might have ben recently freod from the prison near by TliebO men saluted Ivan respectfully, though lie looked even rougher thuu themselves, and one of them, pointing to a 1) irk ro'jm, said '\Lance has just gone in there \ Ivan bowed, in acknowledgment ol the informat.on, and went into the back room. It was a low, dingy appartment, with a great many doors and no windows at all Oft\ of this room was another and larger apartment, furnished neatly, il not expensively. It contained a table, a sofa and two chairs. In one cornel stood a largo wardrobe The sulo occupant of this room was Lance, the bearded giant who. it will bo remembered, took the records of all I admitted to the Neva prison One I would scarcely recognise him now, with I his disguise thrown oil' and his linn i and board neatly combed and brushed. Lance met Ivan with a warmth that ! <vas in striking contrast to his ollicial in. inner | Ivan, after shaking hands with 1 Lance, stepped into the wardrobe, and emerged in a fow moments completelj metamorphosed. Instead of the shab bily dressed and rough-looking work- ingnnin which ho seemed upon gomp in, he came out clad in a neat suit ol clot'ics of expousive fabric and fash ionable cut. Lauco produced a bottle of brandy and pushed it tounv/d Ivan, after first helping himself, then he haid. \I've been trembling for you, my gal lant friend.\ \Why so, Lance?\ asked Ivan, as he went through a show of tasting thj lii] uor. \Why so g Why , man, every ofticial in St. i'et 'rsbnrg is looking for you. You are charged with assassinating General Paul, and a great reward is •offered for you \ \But it is a lie I\ \A horrible lie; I know the man who did tho deed,\ said Lance , striking his ponderous thigh with a blow that would have staggered an ox. \Then for God's Bake, tell me [\ex claimed Ivan, leaning forward in his chair and resting one hand on his coni- rado's knee. \I cant; at least not now,\ said Lance, with a shake of his bushy head. \Wero I to do so, I would not bo be- lioved, and then it -would como out that I am a Nihilist. Hav o patience, comrado.\ \But if I am suspected, whv should they hold Lola Pulaski?\ \Becauso there is a strong caso against her. She was found beside tho murdered man, and she ha d in her pos session a rovolver with one chamber discharged. Oh, I tell you it will go hard with hc.r,\ sighed Lanco. as ho dramod his glass and laid it down on tho littlo tablo betweon them with a bang. \It shall not go hard wit h her,\ said Ivan, rosolutely. \I will save herl\ \You?\ \Yes I.\ \But what canyo n do?\ \If it comes to tho worst, I will sur render myself and confess the crime. 1 CHAPTER XVI. IN TH E DARK . \But you are innocent—I know that.\ \Aye Lance, innocent and yet guilty.\ \I do not understand you.\ \The n I will be plainer. Y'ou kno w a certain person drew a prize on New Year's Night?\ \Numbe r three—her coll is tho samo (lumber.\ \I sworo to tako hor plaoe and I pre pared myself for tho work.\ \And she kept you from carrying it ju t \ \How do you know?\ \I know a great deal,\ said Lance , tapping his bulging forehead. \Bu t let m e tell you, comrade, if you do this thing, the sacrifice will not avail.\ \But why not?\ \Becauso the authorities are deter mined to get rid of Lola Pulaski.\ \Y'ou are sure ?\ \I am certain. Count Linwold is at tho bottom of it. I stick close to the prison, but bless you, I have flocks of little birds that bring me the news from the palace. Y'ou know I onco lived there—was once an officer of tho guards, but suspicion fastened on me . Conspiracy made mo guilty of a crime, and I was sentenced to this prison for life. I am as much a prisoner as the worst criminal, though friends had my sentence commuted, so that the pris oner became tho cerberus, tho recorder of. the Nova Jail. Bah!. what is life when a man can't own it? Come, fill up. What! no more? Well , I will drink for the two; brandy is a curse to the whole-hearted, but it is tho friend, tho one true friend of tho outcast with n memory. \ Lanc o filled his glass to tho brim, and drained it off as if it had been water; thou he rose and said, as he glanced at a clock abovo one of the doors: \AVhat can I do for you, comrado?\ \Admi t mo to the prison.\ \What and earn the reward? Come , como, I am not that kind of a man.\ \I must see Lola to-night, and yo n can arrange it,\ said Ivan-, rising and laying his hand on the giant's arm. \Y'ou would subject me to danger.\ \Wher e can wo go'' Wha t can wo do in St. Petersburg without danger ? I ask 3'ou in tho name of our sacred cause to do this thing.\ \I can t refuse,\ said Lance, reach iug out his big, hairy baud and seizing Ivan's. \Now comrade,\ said Lance, as h prepared to accompany Ivan to th t Neva prison, across the street, \I shall test your skill at disguise. For one hour you can take the character of Maux , that hideous devil of a turnkey.\ \I've seen him,\ said Ivan. \Oh ho is one of us. You shall seo him again, and he'll stand beforo you while you make yourself up.\ By this time they were out on the street and making for the roar of tho prison, whoso towering wall roso gri m and blac k before them. Takin g a key from his pocket, Lanc o opened a little door, or gate in the thick wall, closed it again, and pro duced a dark lantern from the breast of his shaggy coat. I t would bo quite impossible to de scribe tho twistiugs and windings, through ponderous doors and along gloom y passage ways by which tho two men entered tho Neva prison, without coming in contact with the officials in <ho front of tho building. Directly under the reception room wore a number of dingy apartments oc cupied b y the turnkeys and subordi nate officials, all of whom were ex-con- victs, though in ltussia this would not imply that they were necessarily crim inals. Leavin g Ivan in one of theso wretch ed apartments, Lance wont out and, after a few minutes, brought back Maux , tho turnkey Tho man seomed to understand what was wanted of him, for, without a word he took off his outer clothing, which Ivan proceeded to change for his own. Prom the pockets of the clothes he ho had laid aside, Ivan produced a beard and whiskers, which, with a lit tle trimming, looked exactly like Manx's. With a little candle grease and burnt cork, livid on by tho aid of a cracked looking-glass, t\ an soon made up Ins face so that even Lanco could not tell the moil apart, and this rosemblaneo extended even to the shuttling walk, and the hoarse, mullled voice. \Now comrade,\ said Lance, after ho had expressed his surprise at the transformation, \you look like Maux , tho turnkey; you walk like him, and you talk liko him, and so far so good. Bu t yo u don't know about the ways of the prison nor the numbers of the cells. Disguises and resemblances are at the best only superficial. Com o with me, however, and if yon should be seen you'll pits* for Manx, whose duty it is to to-night t:> poce all the corridors onco an hour, and seo that none of the poor wretches is trying to eat through granite walls and iron doors.\ \Ha!\ growled Maux, \if I had the Czar and nil his tools in my watching, they'd hardly eat their way out. Curse them, I'd rattle on thoir doors every ten minutes, so that the} - could not even sleep.\ \Patience patience, Maux, and don't talk too loud,\ said Lance, as he took Ivan's hand and left the ding}- room. Throug h damp, gloomy labyrinths they passed, and at length they as cended a narrow stairs, and stood close to cell three. Lanco, leaving Ivan in the shadows, went to tho cell . door, and tapping lightly on tho birs ho whispered: \Are you awake, my lady?\ \Yes \ came the voice from within. \Is that you, Lance?\ \Aye m y lady, it is Lance, the friend, md no' ' jailer I have to-night a friend ' * you.\ \A ••.ojjd?\ \Yes lvau Borger.\ Ms he, too, a prisoner?\ she asked, wiin a gasp. \Not yet, and ho will not be if I can help it. Hist, he comes to talk with you.\ . \Be very careful,\ sho whispered. Lanc e carried a skeleton key that could bo used on any cell in the prison. With this ho opened the door, and leaving 'it open he brought Ivan, ushered him noiselessly into tho cell, closed the door, and as noiselessly wont away. JLt was not till they wero alone in the coll that Ivan realized the great danger in which ho had placed himself, but what will not a man do to bo near the woman ho loves, particularly when she is in trouble, and he thinks he can help her. [TO BE CONTINUED.] NO. 27. TEMPERANCE. THE DRINKER' S ALPHABET . A Is for Alcohol—curse o£ mankind; B is its Bars, with th' Arc h Tempter bo- hind. Cis the Crimes that its victims commit; D is its Drunkards that dio in a fit. E is tho Ease which the stuff may be hadr F is its Families, starving and sad. G is the Graves and tho Gutters it Alls, E is tho Homos that are wrecked by it\ ills. I is tho Ignorauco caused by its use; J is the Jim-Jams it's sure to induce. K is tho Kicks that a drinker must take; L is tho Loafers it's certain to make. M is tho Monoy it robs from tho poor; N's the red Hoses that nothing can cure. O is tho Offsprings i t throws on tho stroot; P is its Prisons and Foorhouso complete. Q is its Quarrels that murders produce; It's the Remorse in tho hangman's hard noose. 5 is tho Shame, Sia and Sorrow it makes; T is its Thirst that, onco formed, never slakes. U's the Unfortunates—trying \Gold Cures;\ Vis tho Vilenessa drinker endures. W's tho Wives that it causes to wcepj; X thoir Xcoss Is o f missry deep. Y is tho Youth wh o begins on \just alol\ Z is his Zebra-striped suit when in jail. 6 let us remark that the only sure way Of escaping the death of a drunkard somo day After sharing his life o f shame, sorrow and sin Is not \leaving ofE.\ It is—NEVER BE GIN. —H. C. Dodge, in Chicago Sun. ALCOHOLI C DELUSIONS. Dr. N. S. Davis, Chicago, says: \1 was taught, like all others, to uso alcohol as a tonic when patients wero sick, to hasten their recovery and proraoto their strength, yet it did not take m e very long to And out hero and thero one already a teototaler, who would not take wine long, nor any kind of alcoholic drink, unless proscribed, just as castor oil—doso by dose—and who, when ho got beyond tho necessity of having it as a medicine, took no more. What was tho comparison? M y patients who refused, or did not take alcohol, got strong quicker and had less tendency to rclnpso thau those who continued its use. Here was tlio first stop, consequently I cair.o soon to cease tho recommending it merely to hasten tho re covery of strength. \As a tonic 1 lound it of no value. While tho patients took it. tor tho first few days or nights, generally not more than a week, tho anaesthetic effect diminished their feel ing of weakness; but thero lies the great de- lusiou. Ono o f the curiosities in alcohol is tho delusion it has upon the world. Tho good old Book did not say in vain that *wino is a mocker, strong drink is raging, and whosoever is doceivod thereby is not wise.' When a littlo alcohol is given, just such as would be considered a tonic, wiiat does it do? Just liko other or chloroform, or any other antithetic, it dulls tho cerebral hem ispheres, and so removes for the time beiug tho consciousness o f aches and pains and wenrinoss, and leaves tho individual at ease. \A little further and it diminishes theso sensations still more, and the body begins t o feel light, and hardly conscious of its own weight. In this stags thero frequently comes the disposition to dance and sing and tho tongue gets looso. It is only tho transition from tho first beginning of diminished con- sciousncts, next ho begins to lose his sense of propriety, and talk as ho would not talk were ho free irom that inQaouce\ A SEARCHIN G QUESTION. Hero is a searching question recently put by the Rev. J. H. Ecob, of Albany, N Y. , to his pcoplo: \Whon I say that the church should consider temperance as one of her proper missions, do 1 mean that sho should extend to her ministers tho privilege o f tree ing their minds on the subject onoo or twico a year, while a long-suffering congregation sits patiently through the operation and goes out saying, 'Our minister is getting to bo quite a tomperauce crank?' No, I do not meau any such thing. Buc that word tem- f ierance covers a certain territory in human ifo whero certain conditions exist. Where temperance reigns wo find homes, schools, churches, cloanliues?, order, peace, right eousness. Whero intemperance reigns wo find saloons, filth, blasphemy, vice, crime, misery. Now, 1 a m not HSKIUC, so feeble and sacriligious a question as, 'dhall tho church ulloiv her minister once or tw.ci a year to speak on such matter*?' bur, 'Saill too church, with a direct an 1 persistent purpose, givo her time, her money, her votes, uer social power, to the righting of these Irightful and destructive conditions o.' uuiuan life-?'' SOCIETY I3IPROVINO The London Queen bos found out that the reason tho heroines of tho old-fashioned romances used to faint upon every slightest provocation was because ladies in real lifo Uohaved in tho samo way; and tho reason that they so behaved was that iu theso times both men and women wero much more un- governod than they are now. In a burst of rngo \men used t o kick their valets, ladies to beat their maids, but now ono cannot ou- joy that luxury.\ Another reason is found m the fact that people in good society drink much less wine aud oeer aud other liquors than they used to, aud are consequently clearer-headoj and loss emotional than they wero then. In shore, \we have learned to control our tempers aud to refrain—the men from rages, and the women from faint- in?,\ and our stories now-a-days so reflect this improved temper, that it is a rare thin ; for tho hero oil ono oc them to knock down another man, or for the heroins to fall over in a swoou. TEMPERANCE NEW S AN D NOTES. For missions, $10,000, OOF; Tor saloons $1,- 200,000,OOP, The war against the saloon is another ir repressible conflict. A saloon keeper's bondsman is a silent partner in his business. Forty-five hundred jails oro required to harvest tho saloon crop . Tho town of Gojumra in Japan is a total abstfneuce place, uud it is said that each housohas a motto on the door: \Frugal in oil things; liquors prohibited.\ What shall we call the business of drunk ard-making? \Liquor traffic\ doesn't quito fit, for in the tr»ue liquor applies to dis tilled drinks only. \Smoon\ doesn't cover the wholo case. JJ3t 's call it the drink busi ness. It is said that one o f the severest liquor laws ever passed is that of tho Dram shop Act in Mississippi. A liquor doaler can only do business in tho front part of tho shop, and it is counted a misdemeanor to put up a scroen. There aro man y and heavy flues for any infringement o f the law. The far and \frontier\ Wo3t does not ap pear to be .peopled exclusively by tough citizens. A t Winnemucca, Nev.. a jury was formed of mon whoso avorage ago was twenty-ssven, who wore ail total abstainers from drink, none smoked cigarettes and none had over chowed tobacco. Tho Belgian Consul at Yokohama calls at tention to tbo notable increaso In the Japanese importation o f alcohol. At first this remarkable importation was credited t o the rapid development of chemistry in Japan, but now it appears that the alcohol, imported mostly fro m Germany, is used for imitating fortign liqueur*. MIDNIGHT IN TOWN THE DARK SIDE OP A GREAT CITY Draw n By Talmogo. Horrors o f tho Nigh t and Awful Fate of tho Gamble r and Drunkard . ' TEXT: \.-lntf the darkness He called night.\— Genesis l„ 5. ' Two grand divisions o f time. The ono of sunlight, tho other of shadow; tho ono for work, the other for rest, the. ono a typo o f everything glad and beautiful, tho othor used in all languages as a type of sadness and affliction and sin. Those two divisions of time may havo nomenclature of human invention, but the darkness held up its dusky bro w to the Lord, and H e baptized it, tho dew dripping from His fingers as He gave it name, \An d tho darkness Ho called night.\ My subject is midnight in town. Tho thunder of tho city has rolled out of the air. Tho slightest sounds cut tho night with such distinctness as to attract your attention. The tinkling o f the bell of tho Btreet car in tho distance and tho baying of the dog. Tho stamp of a horse in tho next street. Tho slamming of a saloon door. The hiccough of tho drunkard. Tho shrieks of tho steam whistles flvo milo: away. Oh, how suggestive, m y friends— midnight in town I Thero aro honest men passing up and down tho street. Hero is a city missionary wh o has been carrying a scuttlo o f coal to that poor family iu that dark place. Here is an undertaker going up tho stops of a building from which there comes a bitter cry which indicates that the destroying angel has smit ten tho first born. Hero is a minister of re ligion who hns been giving tho sacrament to a dying Christian. Hero is a physician passing along in great haste, the messon- ger a fow stops ahoad hurrying on to tho household. Nearly all tho lights havo gone out in tho dwelling. That light in tho window is tho light of tho watcher, for tho medicines must be admiuistered, and tho fover must bo watched, and tho restless tossing off o f the covorlid must bo resisted, and tho ico must bo kept on tho hot torn, pies, and tho perpetual prayer must go up from hearts soon to bo broken. Oh, tho midnight in town I What a stupendous thought—a wholo city at rest! Wear y arm preparing for to-morrow's toil. Hot brain being cooled off. Rigid muscles relaxed. Excited nerves soothed. Tho white hair of tho octogenarian in thin drifts across the pillow, fresh fall of flakes on snow nlready fallen. Childhood with Its dimpled hands thrown out o n tho pillow, and with every breath taking in a now store of fun and frolic. God's slumberless eye will look. Let one great wav o of refreshing slumber roll over tho heart of tho great town, submerging caro and anxloty and worrimont and pain. Lot tho city sleep; but, my friends, be not deceived. There will bo thousands to-night who will not sleep at all. G o up that dark alloy and be cautious where yo u tread lest you fall over tho prostrate form of a drunk ard lying on his own doorstep. Look about you lest you feel tho gorroter's bug. Look through tho broken window pane and seo what you can see. You say, \Nothing.\ Then listen. What is it? \Go d help us!\ No footlights, but tragedy ghastlier and mightier than Ristori or Edwin Booth over enacted. N o light, no fire, n o bread, n o hope. Shivering in tho cold, thoy havo had no foo 1 for 21 hours. You say, \Why don't they beg?' They do, but they get nothing. You say, \Wh y don't thoy deliver them selves over to tho almshouse?\ Ah, you would not ask that if you ever heard tho bitter cry of a man or a child when told he must go to the atmsbouse. \Oh you say, \thoy aro tho vicious poor, and theroforo tboy do not demand our sym pathy.\ Aro thoy vicious? So much more neod they your pity. The Christian poor, God helps them. Through their night there twinkles tho round, merry star of hope, and through tho broken window pane thoy seo tho crystals of heaven, but the vicious poor, they are more to bo pitiod. Their last light has gonp out. Yo u excuse yourself from helping them by saying they are so bad thoy brought this trouble on themselves. I re ply, whero I give 10 prayers for tho inno cent who aro suffering 1 will give 20 prayers for tho guilty who aro suffering. The fisherman, whon he sees a vessel dash ing into tho breakers, comes out from his hut and wraps tho warmest flannels around those who are most chilled and most bruised and most battered in tho wreck. And I want yo u t o know that tboso vicious poor havo had two shipwrecks—shipwreck of? tho body, shipwreck of tho soul—shipwreck for time, shipwreck for eternity. Pity, by all means, tho innocent who oro suffering, but pity more tho guilty. Pass on througn tho alloy. Open tho door. \Oh you say, \it is locked.\ No, i t is not locked; it has never been locked. No burglar would bo tempted to go in there to steal anything. Tho door is never locked. Only a broken chair stands against tho door. Shove it back. Go in. Striko a match. Now look. Beastliness and rags. See those glaring eyeballs. Bo careful no w what you say. Do not utter any insult, do not ntter anv suspicion, if you vnluo you r life. Wha t is that red mark on tho wall? ft is tho mark of a murderer's hand I Look at thoso two oyes rising up out of tho darkness and out from tho straw in tho corner com ing toward you, and as thov come near you ycur light goes out. Striko another match. Ah! this is a babe, not like tho beautiful children of your household, o r tho beautiful cbildrcn smilmg around theso altars on bap tismal day. This littlo ono nevor smiled; it never will smile. A flower flung on an awlully barren beach. O Heavenly Shep herd fold that littlo ono in Thino arms! Wra p arouud you your shawl or coat tighter, for the cold night wind sweeps through. Strike another match. Ah 1 is it possiblo that that young woman's scarred and bruised face was ever looked into by ma ternal tenderness? Utter n o scorn. Utter no harsh word. No ray o f hope has dawned on that brow for many a year. No ray of hopo ever will dawn on that brow. But tho light has gone out. Do not striko another light. It would bo mockery t o kindlo an other light in such a placo as that, Pass out aud pass dowu the street. Our cities o f Brooklyn and New Yor k and all our great cities nro full of such homes, and tbo worst time tho midnight. Do you know it is in tho midnight that criminals do their worst work? At half past 8 o'clock yo u will find thorn in tbo drinking saloon, but toward 12 o'clock they go to their garrets, they got out thoir tools, then they start on the street. Watching on either side for tho police, they go to their work of darkness. This is a bur glar, aud the false koy will sson touch tho store lock. This is an incendiary, and be foro morning thero will bo a light ou the sky and cry of \Fire 1 Flro!\ This is an as sassin, and to-morrow morning thero will b o a dead body in one of the vacant lots. Dur ing the dayiime these villains in our cities loungo about, some asleep and somo awake, but when tho third watch o f the night ar rives, their eye keen, their brain cool, thoir arm strong, their foot fleet t o fly o r pursue, they aro ready. Many of these poor creatures wore brought ap In that way. They wero born in a thieves' garret. Their childish toy was a burglar's dark lantern. Tho flr3t thing thoy romom - ber was their mother bandaging the brow o f their father, struck by tho police club. They began by robbing 'joys' pockets, and no w they havo como to Jg the underground pos tage t o the cellar of the bank and are pro- paring t o blast the gold vault. Just so long as there aro neglected chil dren of tho street, just so long wo will have these desperadoes. Some one, wishing to make a good Christian point and to quote a passago of Scripture, expecting to get a Scriptural passage in answer, said to ono o f these poor lads, cast out and wretched, \Whe n your father and mother forsako you, who then will tako yo u up? ' and tho boy said, \Tho perlice, tho perlice.\ In th* midnight gambling does its-worst work. What though the hours be SIIDDIIU: away and though the wire b o waiting in tno cheorloss homo? Stir up tho fire. Bring o n moro drinks. Put up more stakes. That' commercial houso that only a littlo while ago put out a sign of copartnership will this soason bo wrecked o a a gamblor's tablo. Thero will b o many a money till that will spring a leak. A Member of Cougross gambled with a Mombor-olect and wo n $120,000. Tho old way of getting a living is so slow. Tho old. way of getting a fortuno is so stupid. Come, lot us toss up and see who shall have it. An d so tho. work goe3 on, from tho wheezing wretches pitching pon nios in a rum .mind, or that I a m superstitious; but, sir, •ho sat thoro last night just as certainly as yon sit thero now—tho samo cap, and apron and spectacles. I t was my old mother—sho sat there.\ Then ho turned to his wifo and said; \1 wish you would take these strings off th\? bed. Somobody is wrapping strings around mo all tho timo. I wish you wouftl stop thai annoyance.\ Sho said, \Thoro is nothing hero.\ Then I saw i t was delirium. Ho sold; \Just whero you sit no w my mother sat, . . ..., , and sho said, 'Roswoll, I wish yo u would do' i ^. g «,y° tCh . 0S « pltoh -? s P ? n_ bottor - I wish yo u would do bettor.' I said, grocery up to tho millionaire 'Mother, I wish It - gambler in tho stock markot. In tho midnight hour pass down tho streets of our American cities, and you hear the click of tho dice and the sharp, koon tap of tho poolroom tickor. At these places mer chant princc3 dismount, and legislators tirod of making laws, tako a .respite in breaking them. All classes of people aro robbod b y this crime, tho importer of foreicm silks and £^± rl ^^ , Tb ?.3«?s«?f w» raised who°ther , could do better. I try to do bettor, but I can't. Mother, yo u used to help me. Why can't yo u help m o now? And, sir, I go t out of bed, for it was reality, and I went t o hor and throw m y arms around her nock, and I said: 'Mother. I will do bet ter, but yo u must help. I can't do this alone!\' I knelt down and prayed. That night his soul wont t o the Lord that made it Arrangements wero made for tho obso. kerchiofs. Tho clerks of the store tako a hand after tho shutters aro put up, and the officers of tho court whilo away their time while tho jur y is out. In Baden-Badon, whon that city was the greatest of all gambling places on earth, it was no unusual thing the next morning in the woods around that city to find tho sus pended bodies o f suicides. Whatever bo tho splendor of tho surroundings, thoro is no ex cuse for this crime. Tho thunders of eter nal destruction roll In tho doop rumblo of that I had seen him hug convulsively i n his they should bring him to church. Some bod y said, \You can't bring such a dissolute man as that into the church.\ I saide \You will bring him i n tho church? H o stood b y mo when ho was alive, and I will stand by him when he is dead. Bring him. \ As I stood in tho pulpit and saw them carrying the body up tho aisle, I felt as if I could weep tears o£ blood. On ono sido o f the pulpit sat his littlo child of eight years, a sweet, beautiful littlo girl that gambling tonpin alloy, and as mon como out t o join tho long procession of sin all the drums of woo beat the dead march of a thousand souls. In one year in tho city of No w Yor k thero wero $7,000,000 sac rificed at tho gaming table. Perhaps somo of your frionds havo been smitten of this sin. Perhaps somo of you have been smitten b y it. Perhaps thero may be a stranger in the house this morning como from somo of tho hotels. Look out for thoso agents of iniquity who tarry around about tho hotols ami ask you, 1 'Would you ]1 iko to seo tho city?' Yes, \Have you over seen that splendid building uptown?' No. Then tho villain will undertake to show you what ho calls tho \lions\ and tho \olophants\ better moments. He put on her all jewels, all diamonds, and gave her all pictures and toys, and then ho would go away as if hounded by au ovll spirit to his cups and house of shame, a fool to the correction o f tho stocks. Sho looked up wonderingly. Sho know not what it all meant. Sho was no t old onough t o understand the sorrow o f an orphan child. On tho other side tho pulpit sat tho men who had ruined him. Thoy wero tho men who had pourod wormwood into tho or phan's cup; they wero tho men wh o had bound him hand and foot. I knew them. How did they seem t o feel? Did they weep? No. Did they say, \Wha t a pity that such a generous man should bo destroyed?' No. and after a young man, through morbid Did they sigh roper.tingly over' what thov curiosity or through badness of soul, has bad done? \\ ... J seen tho \lions\ and tho \olophants\ ho will be on enchanted ground. Look out for theso men who move around the hotels with sleek hats—always sleok hats—and patron izing air and unaccountablo interest about your wolfaro and ontcrtainment. You are a fool if yo u cannot sea through it. They want your money. In Chestnut strfcat, Philadelphia, whilo I was living in that city, an incident occurred which was familiar to us there. In Chest nut street, a.young man went into a gam bling saloon, lost all his property, thon blow his brains out, and beforo the blood was washed from tho floor by tho maid tho com rades wore shuffling cards again. You soo there is moro mercy in the highwayman for tho belated traveler on whose body ho heaps tho stones, thero is more mercy in tho frost for tho flower that it kills; thoro is more mercy iu tho hurricano that shivers tho steamer on tho Long Island coast thau thero is morcy in tho hoart of a gambler for his victim. In the midnight hour also, drunkenness doos its worst. Tho drinking will be ro- spectublo at S o'clock in the evening, a littlo flushod at 9, talkative and garrulous at 10, at 11 blasphomous, at 12 tho hat falls off and tho man falls to the floor asking for moro drink. Strown through tho drinking saloons of tho city—fathers, brothers, husbands, sons, as good as you are by nature, perhaps totter. In tho higu circles o f society it is hushed up. A merchant prince, if ho gots noisy and uncontrollable, is taken by nis fellow revelers, who try to got him to bod, or take him home, whore he falls flat in tho;entry. Do not wake up tho children. They havo had disgraco onough. Do not lot them know it. Hush it up. But sometimes it cannot bo hushod up—whoa the rum touches the brain and the man becomes thoroughly f ronzioJ. Oh, if tho rum touches tho brain, you can not hush it up. You do not seo tho worst. Iu tho midnight mootings a great multitude havo been saved. Wo want a fow hundred Christian men and women to como down from tho highost circles of society to toll amid these wandoring anddostituto onosand kindle up a light in the dark alley, even the gladness o f heaven. Do not go from your wall ttllei tables with tho idea that pious talk fs going to stop tho gnawing of an empty stomach or to warm stockingless feet. Tako bread, take raiment, take medicine as woll as take prayor. There is a great deal of common ssnso in what the poor woman said to tho city missionary when ho was tolling her how sho ought to love God and servo Him. \Ohl\ said she, 'if you wero as poor and cold as I am, and as hungry, yo u could think of nothing else.\ A great deal of what Is called Christian work goes for nothing for tho simple reason it is not practical, as after the battle of Antietam a man got out ol an ambulance with a bag o f tracts, and ho went distribut ing tho tracts, and George Stuart, one of tho best Christian mon iu this country, said to him: \What aro you distributing tracts for now? Thero aro 3030 men bleeding to death. Bind up tbelr wounds, and thon dis tribute the tracts.\ We want more common sense in Chris tian work, taking tho bread of this lifo in one hand, and tho bread of tho next life in the othor hand. No such inapt work as that done by tho Christtan man who, during tho war, went into a hospital with tracts, and coming to tho bed of a man whoso legs had been amputated, gavo him a tract ou tho sin of dancing' I rejolca boforo God that never aro sympathetic words uttered, never a prayer offerod, never a Christian almsgiving indulged in but it is blessed. There is a place iu Switzerland, I have been told, where tho utterance of one word will bring back a score of echoos, and I have No; thoy sat thero, looking as vultures look at the carcass of tho lamb whoso heart thoy havo ripped out. S o thoy sat and looked at tho coffin lid, and I told them tho judgment of God upon thoso who had destroyed their fellows. Did thoy reform? I was told thoy wero in tho places of iniquity that night after m y friond was laid in Oakwood cometory, and thoy blas- hemod, and thoy drank. Oh, how merciless men aro, especially after thoy havo de stroyed you 1 D o not look to mon for com fort or help. Look to God. But thero is a man who will not reform. Ho says. \I won't reform.\ Woll, then, how many acts aro there to a tragedy? j beliovo flvo. Act tho First of tho Tragedy—A young man starting oil from home. Paronts and sisters woopiug to have him go . Wago n rising over tho hill. Farewell kiss flung back. Ring tho boll and lot tho curtain fall. Act tho Second—Tho marriage altar. Full organ. Bright lights. Long white veil trailing through the aisle. Prayer and con gratulation and exclamation of \How well she looks I\ Act Third—A woman waiting for stag gering stops. Old garmonts stuck into the broken window pane. Marks of hardship on tho face. The biting of the nails of bloodless fingers. Neglect and cruelty and despair. Ring tho bell aud let tho curtain drop. Act tho Fourth—Throe graves in a dark place—gravo of the child that died for lack of medicine, grave of tho wifo that diod of a broken heart, grave of the man that died o f dissipation. Oh, what a blasting heath of three graves! Plonty of weeds, but no flowers. Ring tho bell and lot tho curtain drop. Act tho Fifth—A destroyed soul's eter nity. No light. No music. N o hope. Anguish coiling its serpents around tho heart. Blackness o f darkness forever. But I cannot look any longer. Woo I Woe I I close m v eyes t o this last act of tho tragedy. Quick I\ Quickl Ring the bell and lot the curtain drop. \Rejoice O young man, In thy youth and let thy heart rojoico in tho days of thy youth, but know no w that for all theso things God will bring yo u into judgment,\ \There is a wa y that seometh right to a man, but tho ondthoroof is death.\ Indian Self-Murder and Self-Torture. \Cases of suicide, especially by hang ing, aro rare \mong the Indians,\ said Major A . V. Leiben, of Pierre, South Dakota, to the Star ropresontativo at tho Oxford. \The only instance that I know of where an Indian maiden com mitted suicido occurs to me. Indian girls, like other maidens, fall in love, and it is not always requittod. In this case she wa3 jilted by a Sioux brave, and she thereupon hanged herself. Indians believe that if they dio by hanging thoy will not enter the happy hunting grounds, which makes this caso tho moro remarkable. Her lover married another squaw and the dramatic taking off of his first flame did not apparently cause him. much remorse. Indians torture them selves to show their grief, and tho' mother of this maiden hacked her body and limbs with a knife in great gashes until ovory step sho took was marked with blood. Speaking about self-torturo inflicted by Indians reminds rao of tho horrible to tell you this morniug that a sympathetic | sight ono witnesses when a bravo wishes „„„ „ „„„ n ™„„ „,„„ „ , „ „_ ^ demonstrate his fitness to go upon tho warpath and becomo a full-fledged jvar- Boforo this honor can bo obtained word, a kind word, a generous word, a help ful word uttered in the dark place of tho town will bring back ten thousand ochoos from all tho throues of heaven, Aro thoro in this assemblage this morning those who know by experience tho tragedies of midnight in town? f am not hero to thrust you back with ono hard word. Tako tho bandage from your bruised soul and put on it tbo soothing salve of Christ's gospel and of God's compassion. Many havo como. see others coming to God this morning, tired of sinful lifo. Cry up tho news to heaven. Set all tho bells ringing. Spread the banquet under tho arches. Lst tha crowned heads como down and sit at tho jubilee. I tell you thoro is moro delight in heaven over one man that gots reformed b y tho grace of God than over ninety and nine that never got off tho track. I could givo you the history i n a minute of ono of tho best friends I over had. Outside of m y own family I never had a better friend. He welcomed me t o m y homo at tho west. Ho was of splendid personal appearance, and he had an ardor o f soul and a warmth o f af fection that mado mo love him Uko a brother. I saw men coming out of tho saloons and ? ;ambling hells, and they surrounded my riend, and they took him at tho weak point, his social nature, and I saw him going down, and I had a fair talk with him, for I never yet saw a man you could not talk with on the subject o f his habits if you talked with him in the right way. I said to him, \Why don't you give up your bad habits and be come a Christian?' I rotnembor no w just how he looked, leaning over his counter, as ho replied: \I wish I could. Oh, sir, I should like t o be a Christian, but 1 have gone so far astray I can't got back.\ So the timo wont on. After awhilo the day of sickness camo. , I was summoned to his sickbed. I hastened. It took mo but a very few moments t o get there. I was sur prised as I wont in. I saw him In his ordinary clotnes, fully dressed, lying on the top of the bod . leave him my hand, and he seized It oonvufsively and said: \Oh how glad I am to see you I Sit down thero.\ T sat down, and he said: \Mr. Talmage, rior. nn Indian brave must prove his worthi ness. This i3 how thoy do it: They cut two deep parallel gashes in tho muscles of the chest. A thong of raw hide is inserted in the flesh and tied in a loop. This is then fastened to a bent sapling sufficiently strong and elastic to raise the Indian off his feet. Hero ho will hang suspended by the thong several feet above tho ground, writhing and twisting in his agony, until tho thong tears itself out of tho bleeding flesh and he falls to tho ground, sometimes in- sonsiblo from- pain. Frequently tho ^ of tho tortured man are not sufficient to tear asunder tho quivering flesh, and ho hangs thero until ho be comes insensibto and is cut down. Squaws and braves aro seated around him in a circle, wailing and howling and beating drums. This terrible ordoal onco passed signifies that tho brave has tho necessary courage to bo entitled to promotion as a warrior. T o see one or more, and sometimes there aro half a dozen, Indians hanging suspended by thongs through their flesh without manifesting their suffering by cries of pain, surrounded by the members of their tribe, is a sight that indelibly im presses itself upon one's .memory.\— Washington Star. Ono of the smallest pieces of monoy at Venice Is called gazette; and as the literary newspapers, which wore pub lished in single sheets as early as tho Sixteenth Century, were sold for a ga- jK^^M^^r 55 ^1 I zette e4ch ' ^papers were called, fro m don't want yo u to think I am out of m y I thence, gazette, or gazettes. SUNDAY SGHOOL. LESSON FOB SUNDAY, APRIL 2 * \Job' s Confessio n and Restoration,* Job xlil, 1-10 Goldon Toxt : James v, 11. Commentary 1. \Then Jo b answered tho Lord and said.\ After a time tho throo man ceased ta answer Job, because he was righteous in nil own eyos and justified himself rather than God (chapter xxsii, , 1, 2). Then to the end of chapter xxxvii w o havo the wise and weighty words o f Elihu (the name signifies \God Himself) speaking on God's behalf (xxxvi., 2), t o which Jo b makes no reply: From xxxviii., 1, t o xli., 34, Jehovah spealcs, and now for tno first timo sines tho thro< frionds stopped, with tho oxcoption of ohap- tor 3d., 3-5. Jo b makes reply, but wo shall hoar him as an entirely different man from tho one who mado roply to Eliphazand th< others, giving them as good as they gave him. 2. \I know Thou canst do everything, and that no thought can bo withboldeu from Thee.\ It is a good and helpful thing to believo that God can do everything,and that nothing is too hard 'or wondorful for Him (Jor. xxxii., 17). Sarah stumbled herq and so did Moses and tho tea spies and'hosts of others (Gen. xviii., 13, 14; Num. xi,, 21. 23). Let us also boliovo that no purpose ot God can bo frustrated (Ps. xxxiii., 11; Isa. ' xvi., 24),and since His ways and thought are. as far abovo ours as heaven is above th« earth (Isa. lv., 8, 9) let us away with ours; however attractive to ourselves.and bo filled with His, which aro sure of accomplishment. 8. \Who Is ho that hidoth counsel with out knowledge? Therefore havo I uttered that I understood not; things too wonderful for mo tbat I know not. \ Tho words ol Jehovah bad taken hold of him (chapter xxxviii., 2, S) and laid him low, exposing his folly. Elihu bad spokon wisoly when he said, \We cannot order our speech by rea son of darkna»\ (chapter xxxvii, 19). And tho Holy Spirit through Paul assures us tbat \in us—that is, our flesh—dwelleth no good thing,\ and \wt aro not sufficient of our selves to think anything as of ourselves\ (Rom. vif., 18; I I Cor. iit, 5). 4. \Hear I beseech Thee.and I will speak. I will demand of Thesau d declare Thou unto mo.\ Job had talked thus foolishly (xiii., 22), and God had given him back his own words (xxxviii, 3, xl., 7), and it would seem tbat Job now quotes thorn in deep hu mility and self condemnation, for he had already said: \I will lay mlno hand upon my mouth. Once havo I spoken, but I will not answer. Yea, twice, but I will proceed no further\ (xl., 4, 5). 5. \I have heard o f Theo by the hearing of the ear, but no w mine eye seeth Thee.\ It is t o bo f e.-j-'.d tbat much hearing of the Gospel is inertly a hearing by tho ear. In fact. Ho who is perfect in knowledge (xxxvi., 4) told us in the parable of the sowor that it would b o so. The question for us Is, \How do I hear?' For tho Saviour tcache3 us t o \take heed ho w we hear and what we hear\ (Mark iv., 24, Luke viii., 18). As to seeing God, it is written, \Blessed aro the puro in heart, for they shall see God\ (Math, v., S). But God said t o Moses. \There shall no man soe Me and live\ (Ex. xxxiii., 20}. And yot again i t is said, \Theysow Godand did eat and drink\ (Ex. xxiv., 11) The koy to these sayings is probably found in John i., 18. 0. \Wheroforo I abhor myself and repent in dust and ashs3.\ This is a wondrous chango from chapter xxix., where in reply ing to Bildad and singing his own praises hs uses tho pronouns I, Me, M y about 50 times. In the presence of Go d the holiest men are made to feel ashamed. Isaiah said, \Woo is for me, for I am a man of unclean lips.\ Daniel said, \Al l my comeliness was turned to corruption in me.\ Au d evon John fell on his face as ono dead (Isa. vi„ 5, Dan. x., viii.; Rev. 1., xvii.). The righteousness of Christ makes ours to appear as dross and filthy rags (Phil, iii., 8; Isa xliv., Oj, while tho serving of Christ makes ours to appear as not worthy of mention. The languuge o f tho self emptiod man will be in the line of this verse, or that of Paul, when ho says: \Not I, but Christ, wholiveth in me.\ \Not L but tho grace o f God, which was with me\ (Gal. il., 20; I Cor. xv., 10). It is God who worketh in us both t o will and to do o f His good pleasure, and it is our place to let Him, yielding ourselves fully t o Him (Phil, a, 13; Heb.xiii., 20, 21). , 7. \And it was so that, after the Lord had spoken theso words unto Job. the Lord said to Elipbaz tho Temanite, M y wrath is kindled against theo and against thy two • friends, for ya havo not spoken of Me right, as M y sorvant Job.\ Wo are t o give an nc- count of our words, and if by our words wo horor God He will honor us (Math, xli'., 30; I Sam. ii., 30). What a word is hero for every teacher and preacher—do we say what is right of God? Do wo honor Him, telling of His salvation from day to day? Is it His righteousness and this only that we preach? Do we magnify His grace and in every way by word and deed exalt tho Lord Jesus Christ. 8. \Therefore take unto you now seven bullocks and seven rams, and go to M y ser* vant Job and offer up for yourselves a burnt offeiing, and My servant Job shall pray for you.\ Tbere is no forgiveness of sin with out the shedding of blood, for it is the blood that mnkotb atonement for the soul (Heb. ix., 22, Lev. xvii., 11). But, blessed be God, there is forgiveness for all who como in truo penitence Not b y tho blood of bulls and goats, but by His own blood. He hath ob tained eternal redemption for us (Heb. ix., 12). Observe also ho w H6 deals with those who touch His servants—thoy must obtain forgiveness from God, and they must also be humbled beforo those servants of God whom they havetouched. Let the afilicted aud persecuted rojoico in Isa. liv., 17, and in great quietnsss and confidence commit their case to God and lot Hi m seo to it. 9. \So Elipbaz tbo Temanite, and Bildad tho Shuhito, aud Zophar tho Naatnathito went and did according as tbo Lord com manded them. The Lord ulso accspted Job. \ Note tbo graca of Go d to these men afid how Homado known t o them tho way of tho forgiveness of sins. But it would have\ availed nothing if they had notdono as com manded. Many know the way of life who do not accept that life, and many moro who aro true servants o f God, as Job was, waste much precious timo in fruitless talk. 10. \And tho Lord turned tho captivity of Jo b when he prayed for his friends; also tho Lord gavo Job twice as much as he had before.\ The rest of tho chapter is tho de tailed statomontof which this is a summary: Ono hundred and forty years ot lifo, twice tho allotted span (Fs. xc, 10), the same number of sons and daughters (cnaptcr i, 2), which, those gone before, would make the double? A s t o all his cattle, they were lic- erally doubled. Then see In verso 11 how all his relations aud acquaintances brought him presents and comforted him. So being triel ho camo forth a s gold . His latter end being blessed moro than his beginning is sugges tive of lsraol's latter day glory.—Lesson Helper. OAINTNG aBOOTTD. TerencW. Powderly,',.who as the officii head o f tho Knights of. Labor, has dono much to Interest worldngmen In tho'temperance reform, says: \Ton years'ago'tho^causo ,of temporance was not as respectable as ltls to-day, be causo thoro wero no t so many respectable .'or frightened. hissing o f geese nor the throwing of rotten eggs bos stoppod o r oven' delayed the.mtirch ot temperancejimong\ therrorkers.\ THE great Hornet Dam, near San Jacinto.-' Cal., isflnishod to a height of 110 feot «nd - is filled with water to a height ot ninety feet. The lake is nearly two mile» long, the ' '-SVtfZ widest place being throe-quarters of a mUV,,' makinz • surface area of nearly 75Qaor«»>i