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THE WATERTOWN HERALD. SATURDAY; JULY.10, 1886. JERE. COUGHLIH, Editor and Proprietor. THE HERALD is issued every Saturday morning in time for the first mails East, West, North and South, and contains all the latest news of importance up till the hour of going to press. 4 TERMS, IN ADVANCE : ONE YEA R * l 50 BIX MONTHS.....;...,. , 75 Office in the Scripture Block (Becoud floor), Arsenal Street, near the City Opera House. s A member of Congress is reported t o hav e said t o some of hi s constituents wh o were sight-seeing in Washington : u Go first to the Smithsonian institution, where you will see all tha t God ever made ; g o thence to th e Paten t office, where you will see all tha t ma n ever made. \ Fro m an examination of several skulls foun d in Nort h an d South America and believed to have belonged t o inhabitants living before th e glacial period, Dr. Kollman concludes tha t the races of that ancient epoch are those of to-day, th e same cranial and facial forms being found, in spite of lapse of time an d change of environment. Manufacturers within easy reach of Niagar a Falls expect to use tha t water- fall soon. A company ha s been incor- porated wit h a capital of $3,009,000 t o develop this scheme. A great pipe or shaft is t o be cu t throug h th e rock close by and parallel wit h th e Niagar a River, 160 feet deep, an d runnin g half a mile o r more bac k from th e falls. I t is said a wheel as bi g a s a man's ha t will supply 200-horse power. Th e cultivation of olives is one of th e undeveloped industries of California. There are bu t four orchards of any extent in th e State, bu t an excellent quality of oil is produced. Thoug h th e olive tree does not begin to bear till it is from seven to te n years old, the fact that when it does begin to bear it continues for centuries, makes its cultivation highly profitable from th e time of fruiting. Trees are i n bearing to-day in Syria whic h were planted before th e Christian era. A statistical expert calculates tha t if 1,000,000 babies started together in th e race of life, 150,000 would dro p ou t in the first year, 53,000 in th e second an d 23,000 in th e third year. A t th e end of forty-five years about half of them would strU be i n th e raze. Sixty years would see 370,000 gray heads still a t it. At th e end of eighty years there would be 97,000 remaining on th e track ; fifteen years later th e numbe r would b e reduced to 228, an d the winner woul d quit th e track forever at th e age of 103. Th e popular impression tha t cutting th e hair short tends to increase its growt h is doubted b y th e Herald of Health. I t says tha t \wome n rarely be- come bald ; yet they never cu t their hair •ff, as d o men. Ma y no t their immunity from a shining pate be partly du e t o th e fact tha t they d o not patronize th e bar- ber, no r wear tight headgear? If, in early life, our youn g me n would look after their scalps, even while they d o no t appear to need attention, i t migh t save them th e trouble of looking after them in sorrow at a later period, whe n it will d o less good. If they d o not, th e time will come whe n w e shall have a race of huma n beings without hair. \ Th e practicability of providing at small expense reservoirs sufficient for storing *j enormous quantities of water for irriga- tion durin g th e summer is shown by a recent enterprise in Nevada . B y th e con- struction of a da m across a narrow cau- jo n in Elk o county a reservoir tw o thou- sand acres in extent has been mad e which, whe n filled to a dept h of bu t thirteen feet, contains 8,500,000,000 gallons of water. Twenty-eight miles of irrigating ditches have been mad e an d enough water stored to supply twenty-six thousand acres wit h all that ca n possibly be util- ized. This serves to show tha t there are man y localities whei e th e construction of storage reservoirs is perfectly feasible at a small outlay, an d that i n this lies in a large measure th e final solution of th e water difficulty. P faLIAGE'nERMQN, Professor Lesley, of th e Pennsylvania Geological Survey, estimates th e amoun t of coal in th e Pittsbur g region a t 80,- 000,000,000 tons. Abou t 11,000,000 tons are no w taken annually from its bed, of whic h two-thirds are bituminous coal and one-third anthracite. Professor Lesley believes tha t the oil an d gas sup- ply will practically cease te n or twenty years hence. T o whic h th e gas journal of Light Heat and Power says: ''Le t it cease. If the ga s supply of nature holds out at a fair rate for te n years there will be a dozen different method s of makin g as good a gas just about as cheap on th e spot as th e natural ga s ca n b e piped for, an d if preferable to pipe th e ne w gases from place to place th e cost will no t be much. A sudde n stoppage of th e natural gas supply will uo t banish th e general use of fuel gas. \ In Germany, says th e Ne w Haven Jour- nal, th e hours of labor average per week, in textile factories, 72 ; i n machine fac- tories, 60. I n France, in testile factories, 72; in machine factories, 60. I n Aus- tria, 66 in each. I n Russia, in textile factories, from 72 t o 84; i n machine fac- tories, 72. I n Switzerland, 66 in each. I n Belgium, in textile factories, 72 ; i n machine factories, 62. I n Italy, in tex- tile factories, 67 t o 90 ; i n machine fac- tories, 72. I n Holland, in textile factories, 72; in machine factories, 64. I n th e United States, 60 i n each. I n Great Gritain, in textile factories, 56 ; i n ma- chine factories, 52, I n Englan d factor- ies generally close at 5:30 o'clock in th e evening and at 1 o'clock on Saturday af- ternoon, while in th e silk factories of Norther n Italy th e factories are open from 5 o'clock A. M. t o 10 o'clock p. M., th e hand s workin g 94 1-2 hours pe r week, or 15 3-4 hours per day, exclusive of meal hours. THE BLACK SERVANTS THE SKY, OF I t is firmly believed b y man y good au- thorities that there are not no w more tha n from fifty to 100 buffeloes* i n th e whole of Montana, outsid e of th e Na- tional Park , where tjarere are probably from 200 t o 300 madL Hunter s lie in wai t outside th e limits of th e National Park , waiting for th e animals to cross th e line, whe n they lose n o time in dispatching the m as soon as possible. A stamped e may occur at any time, which; ma y result in all th e buffaloes no w i n the par k leaving, an d if such were th e case, very few, if any, would escape. Skins of buffalo heads are no w valued b y taxi- dermists in Dakota at $50 each, from whic h it may be assumed tha t they have given u p all hope of procuring any more Chaplain Edgerton , of th e prison at Sing Sing, sees to i t that th e convicts get no reading matter tha t is liable to con- taminate ttyeir minds. All th e books sent by friends haveeto pass his censor- ship, an d h e has about 6,000 volumes in th e library tha t are i n large part th e re- sults of his careful selections. About three-fourths of the m are good works ot fiction; the others are histories, biogra- phies and philosophic, scientific an d re- ligious works. Most of the real good books, outside of fiction, are quite nice \ and clean. To a considerable extent the Rev. Mr. Edgerto n is influenced in his selection of books, whe n he has not time t o read them, by th e reputation of their publishers. Th e window s of some of th e South street (Ne w Yor k city) ship chandlers ' stores contain this sign : \Marin e oil. \ *'It is an oil specially prepared to smooth an angry sea,\ said one dealer. \Boiled oil or animal oil will do pretty well, but this oil will stand a greater degree of cold withou t congealing tha n ordinary oils. Th e deman d for it ha s recently arisen throug h th e publication b y the hydrographic office of th e value of oil in a breaking sea. I t ha s become the fash- ion to use oil. It i s a singular charac- teristic, bu t many old ship captains boast tha t they are not book *ailor3, and take a pride in refusing to do wha t th e books recommend and in refusing to tak e up iwith wha t they call new-fangled notions. >They ha v e heard about the value of oil lever since whales were first captured of! jNautucket, bu t i t was not th e fashion to iuseoil, and so they let the shim sink.'' Investigations are still goin g on, par- ticularly in France, wit h a view to utili- zing th e heat of th e sun as a source of powe r an d warmth . One of th e most interesting an d practicable method s in this line is tha t devised some time ago b y Professor Morse, of Salem, Mass., th e limitations of which, it is hoped, may be overcome b y future improvements. Thi s device consists simply of a shallow box, th e botto m of which is of corru- gate d iron an d th e to p of glass. This is placed outside th e buildin g in such a position tha t th e sun shines directly upon it, th e hea t rays of th e sun pass throug h th e glass, an d are absorbed by th e iron, heating it t o quite a hig h tem- perature, and, b y a system of ventila- tion, a current of air i s passed throug h th e apparatus an d into th e room to be heated. B y this means th e air was heated, on pleasant days, t o about ninety degrees in passing over th e iron. I t is admitted, however, tha t th e chief diffi- I culty in all these method s of solar heat- ing, as a substitute for the ordinary or ar- tificial means, is yet to b e overcome, J being available only in fair weather ; though , in connection wit h th e custom- ary system, a solar apparatus ma y ef- fect a saving in th e quantity of fuel usually consumed. A Scen e i n London . Leander Richardson in hi s boo k on \The Dar k City,\ as h e calls London, describes this scene in th e British me- tropolis : \On e night I was goin g wit h a coun- tryman of mine throug h one of th e street? leading out of Leicester Square. A burly fellow wa s engaged in th e legitimate English pastime of thrashing hi s wife, whe n th e eye of m y friend fell upon th e scene. H e the n took th e brawny Briton by th e throat an d thre w hi m nearly across the street. Th e bruised aid battered wife slunk away, an d th e husban d came back foaming with rage. A crowd soon gathered, and i* looked as thoug h there would be carnage. Th e mo b urged th e fellow to avenge the iusult of th e for- eigner wh o ha d interfered in his consti- tutional right to beat his spouse. Th e ma n blustered for a few moments, hesi- tated and stood irresolute. A bystander said: 'Wh y don't you 'it 'im, Bill?'. Th e man replied, helple.sly: 'I would, only he's an American, an d he' d 'it m e when I'm down. ' Then h e actually began to cry. Th e crowd looked rather threaten- ing, and my friend picked u p a heavy stone. 'You bet I would!' h e exclaimed; Td kill you deader tha n a herring!' I honestly think that it was one of th e funniest pictures I ever saw. There was not a man i n the crowd wh o could no t have pulverized bot h of us, single- handed , an d if w e ha d been their wives they would probably have done it. Bu t th e mere fact tha t we were Americans, and tha t Americans are supposed to come of a family wh o kill, cleared th e way for us. T o tell th e truth, w e were prett y glad of it. \ A Ghastly Sight. A gentleman from Eastern Oregon gives an account of rather a singular pro- cession h e saw in Umatilla County. I t was an Indian funeral procession. Th e desunet ha d been set upon a horse and a- stick lashed along each side of his body tokeepitinan upright position. Th e head was, not supported in any way, and as th e \horse trotted along th e body seemed to swing in every direction, th e head shaking in a horribly grotesque manner. Th e widow, dressed in her • mourning paint, trotted behind on a lazy cuitan, to which she kep t vigorously ap- plying the whip. As a spectator re- marked : \Th e Indians are dying off for lack of proper medical treatment.\ Whe n one gets sick and is taken charge of b y a medicine man , it is \goo d by, John. \ Text: \An d the ravens brought Him bread and flesh in the morning, and bread and flesh in the evening.\—1 Kings, xvii., 6. The ornithology of the Bible is a most in- teresting study. The stork in the heavens \which knoweth her appointed time.\ The common sparrows, suggestive of tt e Divine Providence. The ostriches of the desert, b y careless incubation reminding one of the recklessness of some parents in regard to their children. The eagle, suggesting the riches tha t take wings and fly away. The S elican, emblemizing solitude. The bat, a ake of the darkness. The night-hawk, the ossifrage, the cuchoo, the lapwing, th e osprey, by God's command in Leviticus flung out of the world's bill of fare. I Wish I could have been with Andubon as he went-through the forests with gun and pencil, bringing down and sketching the fowls of heaven, his unfolded portfolio thrilling all Christendom. Wha t wonderful creatures the birds are. Their Voices this morning seemed like songs of heaven let loose and bursting through the gates. Look a t their feathers, which are clothing and conveyance at the same time. Consider the nine vertebrae of the neck. Consider the fact that each bird has to each eye three eyelets, the third eyelet a curtain for graduating the light of the day. Some of these birds scavengers and some of them orchestra. Thank God for quails' whistle and larks' carol, and the twitter of the wren, by the ancients called the king of birds, because when the fowls of heaven went into a contest as t o which could fly the high- est and the eagle swung under the sun, a wren on the back of the eagle sprung up still higher, and so was called the King of birds. Consider those birds that have golden crowns and crests,showing that they are feather im- perials. Hear the humming-bird serenade the ear of the honeysuckle. Look at.the belted king-fisher striking like dart from sky to water. Hear the voice of the owl giving the keynote to all croakers. Look at the con- dor amid the Andes battling down the rein- deer, when, its eyes destroyed, the poor crea- ture goes tumbling over the rocks. I cannot tell whether aquariam or aviary is the best altar from which to worship God. But in m y text there is an instance that baffles all the ornithological wonders of the world. The grain crop had been cut off. Famine was in the land. A minister of God, Elijah, sat a t the mouth of a cave by the .brook Gherith, waiting for something to eat. Wh y didn't lie go out t o the neighbors? There were no neighbors. I t was a wilderness. Wh y didn't he go out and pick berries! There were no berries, and if there had been, they would have bean dried up b y the drought. One morning this man of God, seated a t the mouth of the cave, is looking up into the pitiless heaven? when he sees a flock of birds approaching. Oh, if they were only partridges and he had an arrow with which to bring them down I But, as they come nearer, he finds they are not comestible, but unclean, and their eatiug would be spirit- ual death. The length of their wings, the strength of their beak, the blackness or their color, the loud, harsh \cruck cruck\ of their voice prove them to be ravens. They fly arouud the prophet's head, round and round, and then on a fluttering wing come to the level of his lip, and one raven brings the bread and another raven brings tha meat, and having discharged their tiny cargo, their wheel away and other flocks of ravens come until the prophet is satisfied and these black servants of the wilderness table are gone. The breakfast bell, and the supper bell, sounded for six months, and some say for twelve months, calling the S rophet up t o get his food, while these ravens ung the sounds on the air: \Cruck cruck, cruck.\ .Guess where they got the food from. Some say that they got i t from the kitchen of King Ahab. Some say that they got it from Obadiah. Some say that these ravens brought the food to their young in the nests in the tree tops, and Elijah had only to climb up and get it. ' Some say the whole story is improbable, and that .this flesh must have been the torn fleBh of living animals, and therefore unclean,or it was car- rion, and then unfit for the prophet. Some say that the word in m y text translated \ravens\ ought to have been translated \Arabs:\ so that the text ought to have read: \And the Arabs brought bread and flesh t o him in the morning, and bread and flesh t o him in the evening.\ Anything but admit the Bible to be true. Hew away at this miracle until all the miracle is gone; go on with your work of depleting; but, m y brother, know that you rob only one man, and that is yourself, of one of the most beau- tiful, comforting, blessed, triumphant lessons of all the ages. I can tell you who these purveyors were. They were ravens. I can tell you who freighted them with { irovisions. God. I can tell you who aunched them. God. I can tell you who told them which wa y t o fiy. God. I can tell you who told them at what cave to swoop. God. I can tell you who it was that introduced raven to prophet, and prophet to raven. God. Here is a passage of scripture Which I ought to give in a whisper lest, ut- tering it in a louder tone, some one might drop down under its power. The passage is this—\He that taketh away from the words of the prophecy of this book, God will take away his part out of the Book of Life, and out of the Holy City.\ Standing then this morning and watching the ravens feed Elijah, I hope the dove of God's spirit may swoop down the sky, and with out-spread wing, pause at the li p of every soul hungry for comfort. On the banks of what river have the great battles of the world been fought? While you are examining th e map of the world to answer that, I will tell you on what banks the great conflict of to-day is being fought. On the Thames, on the Hud- son, on the Mississippi, on the Kennebec, on the Savannah, on the Rhine, on the Rhone, on the Nile, on the Ganges, on the Hoangho. I t is a battle of six thousand years. Eleven hundred million troops are engaged, and the number of the fallen is vaster than the number of those who march. It is the battle for bread. Sentimentalists, seated in arm-chair in pictured study, with slippered feet on damask ottoman, tell us this world is a great scene of avarice and greed. I don't believe it. Take all the necessities out of the case, and nine-tenths of the stores, the shops, the factories, the bank- ing houses of tha earth would be closed to- morrow. I say take the necessities out of the case. Who is that man toiling in Colorado mine, or in New England factory, or count- ing out the roll of bills in the bank, or meas- uring the fabric on the counter? He is a champion going forth for some home circle that needed to be cared for; or in behalf of a church of God that must be supported, or in behalf of an asylum of mercy that must be sustained. Who is that woman bending over the sewing machine, or carrying the bundle, or mending the gar- ; ment, or sweltering a t the wash tub ? That i is a Deborah, that is one of the Lord's heroines going out against Amalakitish want that comes down with iron chariot to crush her an i hers. The great question of this day is not the question of Home Rule, but whether there will be any home to rule; not a ques- tion of tariff, but whether there shall be any« thing to tax. With the vast majority of peo- ple, it is a question of \how sh ill I support my family? how shall 1 meet my wants? how shall I pav my rent? how shall I clothe and shelter and educate those dependentuponme.'\ If God will help me to assist you in the solu- tion of that question, the happiest man in this house will b9 your preacher. I have gone out on a cold morning with expert sportsmen to hunt for pigeons. I have gone out on the meadow to hunt for quail. I have gone down with some'of my friends on the marshes to hunt for reed birds, but this morning I am out for ravens. Notice, in the first place, in regard to these winged caterers that they were seut directly from God to Elijah. '\I have commanded the ravens to feed thee,\ says God in an ad- joining passage. They did not come out of some other cave, they did uot just happen to fly thatway,they did not just happen to meet Elijah, they did not just happen to drop the food into his mouth. They cam a directly from God. The Bible says so. Th-3 sama God who is going to supply you. He is your father. It would take a great while to make calcula- tion of how many pounds of food, and how many yards of cloth you will require during your life, even though you know how many years you were to live. A very elaborate calculation. God can tell without any cal- culation. He has a great family and he has everything methodized, and there is a plate for each one of us if we do not act like naughhty children and kick and scramble and try t o upset things—a plate for each one of us, and we will be served in our turn. God has already ordered all the suits of clothes you will ever wear down, to the last one in which you will be laid out. Gkd has already ordered all the food you will ever eat, down to the last crumb that will be put into your month in the dying saimment. I do not say h e will always give u l just what we would like. A parent must decide for a child. The child might say: \O 'give-me sugar and confections, and nothing else.\ The parent would say: \O that wouldn't be good; that wouldn't be well for you. You must take Something plainer first.\ The child might say: ''Give me nothing but great blot::hes of color in m y garments.\ \O the parent would say, \that wouldn't be appropriate; that wouldn't be beautiful.\ The-parent de- cides for the child what is best for him t o eat, and what is best for him t o wear. Now, God is our father, and we are minors of the family, and he is going to feed us and clothe us, although He may not always gratifv our infantile wishes for sweets and glitter. These ravens did not bring pomegranates from the silver platter of King Ahab for Elijah. They brought bread and meat; the very best thing, the very best food. Elijah was going to have a hard time, and God wanted him t o be stout and strong, and he gives him stout food. They did not bring cake or pie or custard, but bread and meat, sub- stantial diet An d God is going-, t o supply us. He does not promise us the luxuries which sometimes kill the body, but h e prom- ises us food, and yon = have a right to. take courage. God has n o hard times in His his- tory. His ships never break on the rocks. His banks never fail. He not only has the food, but He has the mode of conveyance: not only the bread, but the ravens; and if i n order to satisfy you it were 'necessary, God would send out of the heavens a great flook of ravens, reaching from his gate to yours, so that the food could be flung down the sky from beak to beak and from talon to talon. 1 'Though troubles assail and dangers affright, Though treasures all fail, and foes all unite, Yet one thing assures us, whatever betide, The Scripture assures us the Lord will pro- vide.\ Notice also, in regard to these winged caterers, these black servants of the sky, and in regard to this whole question brought be- fore us^ that nothing could Elijah hoard up as a surplus. The raven did not bring enough one mprning to last a month, they did not bring enough one morning to last until the next morning. They brought enough i n the morning t o last until the even- ing, and they brought enough in the evening to last until the morning. Twice a day. \And they brought bread and flesh to him in the morning, and bread and flesh to him in the evening.\ In other words, they brought just enough. Oh I wish we could all learn that lesson. You know the great struggle of the world is for a surplus. It is not merely enough for this week, or this year, bub i t is for fifty years: it is for a lifetime. You have more faith in the Nassau Bank, the Fulton Bank, the Bank of England, than in the Royal Bank of Heaven. You say: \That Is all very poetic; you can take the black ravens; give me the gold eagles.\ It i n the- morning the food ba exhausted, do not sit down after breakfast and say: \ I don't know where the next meal is t o come from;\ but go out, lookup into the sky, and you will see two ravens, not like the insane raven of Edgar A. Poe, alighting on his chamber door, \Only this and nothing more,\ but Elijah's two ravens, the Lord's two ravens, the one bringing bread, the other bringing meat. Plumed hutcher-and baker. Oh, how good God is, and how great are His resources! When the city of Rochelle was besieged, and the inhabitant were dying of famine, history tells us that he saw washed upon the beach as never before, and as never since, enough shell-fish to feed the whole city. God is good, God is gracious, God is bountiful. In 1555, in England, there was great drought, and i n Essex among the rocks where there has been nothing planted and nothing cultured, history tells us there came up a great crop of peas, enough to fill a hun- dred measures, and there were enough blos- soming vines promising as much more. Oh, God is good, God is gracious. If people would only trust him. I need not go so far. I could go to this audien:e and find 500 instances this morning in your family histories, illus- trating that God takes care of His dear children. The morning 1 left home to earn m y own livelihood, m y father sat on the front seat, and I sat on the back seat, and I felt sad on leaving home, and my father had a way of improving circum- stances, and h e said to me : \De Witt, I a m an old man now, but X want to tell you one thing; I have during the course of m y life come up t o my last dollar; but when that was spent, God always provided. Trust the Lord and you will never want an y good thing.\ Was not that a good thing to say t o a boy just starting out i n the world? I have found it true. In my family line there was an incident that I tried to mention, but I only had part of the facts. I have them now fresh from a member of m y own family. There was a great drought up in New Eng- gland, in Connecticut, and the crops were failing, and the cattle were dying for lack of water. . Mr. Birdseye, a Christian man, had his cattle and herds driven down into the valleys to get water. This went on for a while, and finally the neighbors said: \Mr. Birdseye, you mustn't send your cattle down here to use our waters: our waters are fail- ing us; we are all going to die together; do not send your herds and flocks down, here any more.\ So Mr. Birdseye went back to his house on the hill, and h e called his family together, and he called Irs slaves—for slavery was in vogue in Connecticut—and he read a passage of Scripture, and then they all knelt down and { irayed God for water; and the family story s that there was great sobbing and weep- ing a t the family altar b3caus3 the herds were perishing and there was a prospect that the family would die of thirst. They arose from their knees, and Mr. Birdseye took a staff and walked out over the hills, hardly knowing why or where he walked, and going along a place where he had been scores of times, and never noticed anything especial, he saw that the ground was very dark, and he thrust his staff into it, and bored into it, and water flowed forth. He beckoned to his slaves and his servants to come, and he told- them to bring buckets and t o bring pails, and they were brought, and water was taken .to the house, and taken to the barn, and then a trough was placed there and a larger excava- tion was made, and the waters poured in, and in larger volume, and have been pouring in ever since. It is a perennial spring that is pouring now. I call that old great-grandfather Elijah, and I call the brook that started that day and hasbsen running ever since, Cherith, aud the lesson for you and for me is, that when we are in any kind of distress, we must pray and dig, and pray and dig, and dig and pray, and pray and dig. How does that pas- sage go? \fh e mountains shall depart and the hills be removed, but my loving kindness shall not fail.\ If you put God on trial and condemn Him for being guilty of cruelty, to- day I move a new tria l If your biography is ever written. I can tell you what the- first chapter will be about, ana the second chap- ter, and the middle chapter, aud the last chapter, if i t is written accurately. The first chapter will bo about mercy, the middle chapter about mercy, the last chapter about mercy—the mercy that hovered over your cradle, the mercy that will hover over your grave, the mercy that hovers over all ba- tween. N^ \W e may like the shipsVy tempest bo toss'd, On perilous deeps, but caunot be lost; Though satan enrages theVwiud and the tide. The promissjassures us the Lord will provide. ,; My subject also gives to me a more strik- ing and impressive lesson; and that is. that relief is apt t o come in an unexpected and seemingly impossible conveyance. If it had been a robin red-breast, if it had been a musi- cal meadow-lark,iC it h »d been a meek turtle- dove, if it had been a-sublime albatross tha* brought fool to Elijah, I would not have been so surprised; but no, it was a fierce aud inauspicate bird out of which we make one of the most forceful and repulsive words in our language: \ravenous.\ That bird ha* a passioa for picking out; i t is glad to worry the sielc and the slain. With vulturous guzzle it destroys everything it caa put its beak on, and yet for six months, or for twelve months, as soma think, that bird brought Elijah food. Your supply U going to come in a n unex- pected conveyance. You get in some busi- ness trouble an 1 you think some great- hearted man will come around aud will pub his natie oa the back of your note, or ha will statjd by you in sxua great e surprise. No, ha' will not; no, he will not. God will start some old Shylock to help you, a man who never helped anybody. He will be wrought upon in such a way that he will come and help you. Circumstances mo3t ominous will turn out most auspicious. It will not be a chaflinch, its wings aud feathers dashed with white and chestnut. It will be a raven. O, here is where we all make a mistake, and that is, iu regard to the color of God's providences. A white providence comes to us. We say: ''That is a mercy.\ A black providence comes to us, aud we say: \O that is a disaster.\ A white providence comes to us, and we have plenty of money, plenty of friends, large government secur- ities, plenty of mortgages, $100,000, every- thing bright, beautiful and fair. And you have enough anyhow for a hundred years. But a black Providence comes, and this investment fails, and that investment goes under, an i misfortune is added to mis- fortune, until all your property is gone, and then you begin to cry t o God. Now you look for help from Heaven, Now yon see the in- sufficiency of this world; now you are brought very near to God, and your hopes of Heaven are bright. It was tb.3 black Providence that saved you. I t was the white Provi. dence that destroyed you. I t was the Providence so full of harshness and dis- sonance that brought the greatest mercv to your soul. It was a raven; it was a raven. A child is born in your house. Your friends send their congratulations. The elder chil- dren stand with amazed look a t the new- comer and ask many questions genealogical and chronological. Great brightness in that house. Thatlittle one has its two feet planted in the very centre of your affection,and with its two bands it takes hold of your very Soul; but one of the'three scourges of children: scarlet fever, or croup, or diphtheria, blasts all that scene. The chattering, the strange questions, the pulling a t your dress as you cross the room; all that has csased. As the great friend of children comes to the cradle and stoops down and puts His arms arouud your little one and folds it t o His heart and walks away into the bower of everlasting summer, your eyes follow and follow, and you keep looking that way; and when once you thought of Heaven once a week, now you think of it all the time, and you are purer and more tender than you used to be, and you are waiting for the day t o break. Oh, how changed! You are a better man than you were before that trouble; you are a better woman. I t is not egotistical for you t o say it: you are better. Wha t brought that blessing? I t was trouble that cast its shadow on your heart; trouble that cast its shadow on a short grave, and trouble that cast its shadow on yOur home- black- winged trouble. I t was a raven; it was a raven. Dear Lord, teach m y people that it is not the dark Providence that is so destructive as the white Providence, and that \whom the Lord loveth He chasteneth, and scourgeth every one whom He recjiv- eth;\ and that when trouble Comes, it is not because God has a grudge against you, but because he love 3 you and wants to bring you nearer to Him, and lift you u p t o higher ra- diation and on grander platform Oh, chil- dren of God, get out Of your despondencies; fling your sorrows to the winds. God never had so many .ravens a s He has now. Some- times, perhaps, under the cares of life you feel like my little child of four years, who under a childish perplexity said one day: \ I wish I could go t o Heaven and see God and pick flowers.\ Ah! m y dear, at the right time you will go and pick thefloWars. Until that time, pray. I suppose Elijah prayed all the time. Tremendous work ahead of him, tremendous work behind him. And what you want ask for. I put i t in the boldest shape, and I risk m y eternity oh the truth of it, when I say, ask of God i n the right way for what you want and you will get it—if its best for you. O, the mercies of God! Some- times we cannot understand them. They come this morning; th3y alight on the plat- form: they alight on the edjes of the galler- ies; they alight on the back of the.pews, bringing food from Go 1 for all your souls. Ravens! ravens! Mrs. Pithy, a well known woman in Chicago, was left by her husband a widow with a half dollar and a cottage. She was palsied, and had a mother ninety years of age to take care of. Ifc was marvelous how that woman got of God, in the wa y of temporal supply, everything she asked for, so that the servant, the hired servant in the house, noticel it and used to speak of it. One morning they arose from prayer and the servant said to her: \Why , you have forgotten to ask for coal, and the coal is out.\ They stood there and asked God for coal, and i n a n hour the door swungopen and the hired servant said: \Coal's come.' A man who had never done that thing before, and never did i t again, hearing that that woman was in straitened circumstances thought it would be a good thing to send coal. You do not understand it. I do. Ravens! Ravens I You have a right, my brother, m y sister, to take God's care of you in the past as evidence that He is going to take care of you i n the-future. Is i t not a wonderful thing that all your life, for two or three times a day, God has given you food? I look upon it as a wondar that all m y life, threa times a lay , God has given me food, save onoe, and then I was lost on the mountains a t noon. But tha t very morning and that very night I met the ~' \ \ \ ' ' leeii trust I now living, and the life which every tick of the watch Oh that you might feel so much t of God that you could trus t Hi for the two lives, the b'feyouare no w livinj and every stroke of the clock informs you is approaching. Look down and you see noth- ing but your own spiritual deformities; look back and you see nothins but wasted oppor- tunity; look forward and you see nothing but fearful judgment and fiery indigna- tion; but look u p and you see the whipt shoulders of a n Interceding Christ, and the face of a pardoning God, and the irradia- tion of a n opening Heaven. Take this food for your soul to-day. I t comas now into all your hearts, and the only question I want to ask is, how many of these people are going to take God for their portion here and their portion hereafter, going to trust Him now, for the food of the body, aud trust him also for the food of the soul? Amid the clatter of the hoofs and amid the clang of the wheels of the judgment chariot, the whole subject will be demonstrated. that petition, bread,\ Give me this day m y daily you inappropriate, because Ho w t o Tel l Counterfeits . Th e Unite d States treasury departmen t has, of late years, adopted for bonds an d currency a peculiar paper described be- low, an d whic h is deemed a stronger protection against counterfeiters tha n tha t used by th e Ban k of England , which has recently been dangerously counter- feited in £50, £100 an d £500 notes. As th e first issue of greenbacks, which were not printed on fiber paper, were most dangerously counterfeited, bu t have almost wholly disappeared from circula- tion, therefore receive the m with great caution, or refuse the m if i n doub t about their genuineness. All other genuine greenbacks, gold and silver certificates an d later issues of national ban k notes are printed on th e government fiber paper ; th e first kin d wl^the fiber distributed i n short pieces, localized wit h a blue tint, detected by pickiu g it wit h a pen ; th e other wit h the fiber in tw o parallel threads, re d an d blue silk, runnin g lengthwise throug h the note, seen b y holding th e note u p t o the light. Th e public are cautioned not to dra w these threads out of th e paper. If in doub t about th e genuineness of any ban k note in the report, refuse it unlest printed on government fiber paper. All national ban k notes not i n this report are genuine, whether printe d on gover men t paper o r not . The counterfeit $10 an d $20 silver certificates are no t printed on govern ment paper. Some of th e counterfeit $5, $10 an d $20 greenbacks (series of 1875) an d $50 and $500 (scries of 1876) are an imita- tion distributed fiber paper. Very dan- gerous. These aro all th e counterfeits on the ne w greenbacks wort h noticing. Better refuse all twenties, fifties an d one hundred s on th e bank s in this report unless printed on th e governmen t paper. All genuine ban k notes have, brown back aud seal, have both kind s of the fiber paper combined ; while th e counter- feit $10, on the Thir d National Ban k of Cincinnati, Ohio, an d th e photographi c counterfeit $5, on th e First National Bunk of Milwaukee, Wis. , have no fiber. These tw o are th e only counterfeits on the brown backs. Better refuse all pieced notes. AH I'nited States currency h iving a brow n seal has the parallel threads or cables. All United States currency printed since 1879 is on government fibre paper. There are i n circulation a great many very dangerous counterfeit greenbacks, dated 1875. All th e genuine of tha t date are on distributed fiber paper. — Detroit Free Press. THE SUMMER' S CALL From the lake's pebbly shore with its soft- ened roar,' , f . Prom the depths of the woods and shadowy vales,.' From the river's glad breast as i t speeds to . its rest,; From the fields and. thi . brooks and the quiet dales, Comes the joyous summer voice, Bids us follow and rejoice; And the hills take up the sound, And the echoes toss it round. \In the smile of my sky the broad ueldsjlie, In the deep cool dells my fern leaves wave, From the tree tops tall m y song birds call And my brooklets flow with ripphng stave. Leave your roots'and curves and signs, Leave your books with learning fraught; I a m older than their lines, I am wiser than their thought. And my pine trees shall sing as they sleepily swing, And m y cloufs shall paint your changing With the flush-tfe the dawn, and the fleece of the noon, And the sunset's gold and crim-ion dies. And for you m y waves shall call, And m y flowerets lift their eyes, * And m y fleckered shadows fall. And my glad bird chorus rise.\ —Rochester Post-Express: Coyote-catching is gettin g to be : quite an industry in Oregon. A bounty is paid for their scalps, an d there are many peo- plewh o mak e a living b y ^hunting them . A QTJEEB PATIENT. A DOCTOR'S STORY. I a m a doctor. I live in Ne w Yor k City, an d in one of th e most crowded localities. I a m not ashamed to say I live there, because I find it a better place for a youn g physician's practice than th e more fashionable streets. My patients were little shop-keeper^ poor mechanics, laborers an d even beggars. Th e jatter, of course, paid m e nothing, thoug h they showered blessings on m e by th e bushel. Th e poorer they were the oftener they sent for me, an d on. th e smallest pretenses. - . I ha d been in m y present office tw o years, and ha d never ha d a patient from the more aristo ratic circles, when one night I w T as startled by a violent rin g at my bell, an d having just composed my - self for a nap, after a har d day's work, I can't say th e summons was agreeable. However, I ra n t o m y windo w a t once an d cried: \Who is there ?\ A voice answered : \Onl y I, doctor. It' s an urgen t case. Please come dow n to th e door. \ Th e tone of th e answer surprised me . Th e form \only I \ was still more aston- ishing, for gramma r was not a favorite accomplishment in tha t neighborhood. Tha t a lady spoke I felt sure—a lady of education an d refinement. I hurried dow n stairs an d opened th e door. There stood an elderly lady dressed i n mourning.4 He r face, thoug h wrinkled, was very rfne i n feature. He r hair was arranged in elegant puffs unde r a handsome bonnet. She pu t ou t th e smallest of hand s in a fine black ki d glove, an d said, pite- ously: \Ar c you th e doctor? \ \Yes I said. \The n come wit h me,\ said she, \Don' t delay. It' s life or death. Come.' Irhurried o n m y overcoat, caugh t u p m y umbrella, an d offering m y ar m t o th e old lady, walke d dow n th e street wit h her. \Yo u mus t b e m y guide, madame, \ I said. \I d o no t kno w where you live. \ She instantly gay e m e a street an d numbe r tha t surprised m e still more. I t was th e most aristocratic quarter of th e city. \Who is ill, madame, \ I inquired— grow n person or a child?\ \A youn g lady—m y daughter, \ sh e said. \Suddenl y .?\. \Yes suddenly. \ she answered. \D o you kee p a gig? \ Yo u should hav e ha d it ou t if you do . We woul d have been able t o g o faster.» \I kee p no conveyance,\ I said. \Perhap s yo u are poor,\ she said eagerly. \Certainly no t rich, I said. \Cur e her an d I'll mak e you rich, \ she said, in a sort of suppressed shriek— \cur e her an d I'll give you anythin g you ask. I don't care for money. I' m rolling in gold.\ Cure he r an d I'll shower it o n you. \ \Yo u are excited, madam, \ I said. \Pra y b e calm. \ \Calm! \ she said—\calm ! bu t yo u don' t kno w a mother's heart. \ W e reached th e street she ha d indi- cated, an d were at th e door of one of its finest mansions. Th e old lady ascended the steps an d opened th e door wit h a latch-key. A low light burne d in the hall, another i n on e of three parlors, th e furniture of whic h was drape d an d shrouded in white linen, \Wai t here, sir, if you please,\ she said, as sh e led m e into one of these. \I'll see if m y daughte r is prepared for your visit.\ An d wit h a sweeping courtesy, she glided away. Doctors are not used to bein g kep t waiting long. I waited wha t I though t a most unreasonable time in those gloomy parlors, whe n a step, very different from the old lady's was heard upon th e stairs, and a stout, short, red faced woma n bustled into th e parlor. \I be g your pardon, sir,\ she said, in a singular tone ; bu t m y lady, th e lady who brought you here, is very nervous, and was needlessly alarmed. She begs your acceptance of th e customary fee, and there is n o ne: d of your services.\ Thu s speaking, she hande d m e a five- dollar gold piece, courtesied an d opened the door for me . I bowed, expressed my pleasure tha t the patient was batter, snd departe 1. It was a queer sort of adventure, bu t rather amusing tha n otherwise; beside, I ha d my fee. I went hom e Slid slept soundly. I arose early next morning an d made a visit before breakfast. Returning, to m y astonishment, I found sitting in m y office the lady of the night before. She aro^e as I entered. \Wha t mus t you thin k of me? \ she said. ' 'But no matter. My daughter is very dear to me, an d I hiv e heard of your skill. She is worse again. Can you call sometime to-day, as early as possible, at my house?\ \ I will be there in an hour, \ I said. The old lady took out her purse. l, I a m a n Englishwoman, \ she said. ' T retain English habits. In m y da y th e doctor received hi s fees on th e spot. It was in ordinary cases a guinea. Will you receive it.now?\ I did no t kno w what to say, bu t she laid th e gold piece on the table an d de- parted. I eat m y breakfast and made m y wa y to th e old lady's house. I rang th e bell. The door was opened b y the stout female who ha d dismissed mo th e night before. \Th e doctor,\ I said, by wa y of ex-, planation. \Ah! ' said she. \Ha s missus called yeuinazain? \ \Yes \ I answered. \There's no need, I assure you, sir, \ she said. >T can ? t really as k yo u in . There's no one ill here. It's a whi m p i missuses. I' m a better judg e of illhes r tha n the . No need of a doctor. \ \But since th e lady called m e I mus t see th e patient,\ I said. \Be g your pardon, I've orders t o admi t no one, \ she answered, an d shu t thedooi softly in m y face. I left th e house, of course, partl y ia dudgeon, partly in amazement. Could there be some plan o n th e par t of this old woman to kee p medical assist- ance from some unhipp y patient whos e deat h would serve her purposes? I asked myself this question for several days ; then I forgot th e matter. Tw o weeks passed by, whe n lo ! th e old lad j again. She walked into m y parlor, dressed at before, as greatl y agitated, as carefullj polite. \Sir \ she said* \agai n I trouble you; My poor, poor d aughter ! Come a t once.\ ^ * •Madam,\ I answered, l 'It' is th e phy- sician's duty, as it should b e hi s pleas- ure, to obey such calls, bu t you are awar€ tha t I have been sent from your doo l twice without seeing th e patient? Allow m e to ask you a question: Ar e you thf mistress of tha t housed\ \Heave n know s I am, \ said th e old lady. \I have lived there for forty years. I ow n it. I a m the only person unde r tha t roof who ha s th e righ t t o giv« a n order.\ \And the person \who sent m e away V' \M y ol d servant, Margaret. \ \Di d she d o i t a t you r orde 1'?\ \No , sir ; i t was a piece of presump - tion. Bu t Margaret means well. Sh« loves us?\ \Then , madam, if I accompan y yo u 1 shall see th e patient?\ \Assuredly sir.\ I pu t o n m y ba t again, an d w e wen t out of th e house together. A t th e dooi of her mansion, th e old lady paused. \Don' t min d Margaret,\she whispered* \She means well.\ The n she ascended th e steps. A t th e last one th e door wa s opene d to us by th e woma n I ha d twice seen be- fore. \Th e doctor mus t see m y child, Mar- garet,\ said th e o' d lady. Margaret stepped back. \Wal k in. sir,\ wa s all she said. Th e old lady beckone d m e t o fellow her. I di d so. She went up-stairs an d opened th e first door w e came to. I t wa s a n empt y bed-room. She closed it wit h a sigh. Th e next room into whic h she led m e wa s also empty. So were all th e others. I n effect w e visited six apart- ments, only one of whic h seemed to be regularly occupied as a sleeping apart- ment ; an d a t last th e old kdy turne d to me with a strange glitter i n he r eyes. \Stolen \ sh e said; \stolen—some* bod y has stolen m y girl. Sir, d o you kno w I thin k it mus t be Satan? Then a steady step crossed th e sill. Margaret came ia an th e old lady, burst- in g into tears, suffered he r t o lead he* away. As I made m y wa y dow n stairs Mar - garet rejoined me . \Yo u understan d it now, n she said. \Yo u sea m y mistress is no t i n he r right- mind? \ \Ido indeed,\ I said. \Sh e ha d a daughte r once, \ said Mar- garet, \an d th e girl—a pretty creature of sixteen—ran away wit h a ba d man . She came bac k hom e one day an d begged forgiveness; he r mother turne d he r from the door in a fury. Tt wa s night. Th e rain an d hail beat dow n on th e poor thing , aa d th e win d buff etted her. There is n o knowin g wha t happened to he r tha t night ; bu t th e next morningr sh e lay dead in th e police office. He r moth - er's address was pinned to he r baby's- clothing, an d they brought he r home . Fro m tha t awful day, sir, m y mistress—- wh o in her remorse and delirium, called in twenty doctors to bring he r dea d daughte r to life—has always been do - ing what she has done to you. I tr y to - keep th e sec.et generally, bu t some fiud it out, an a other* thin k od d things of us. I though t I woul d let you kno w th e truth . If she contrives to come again to you, yo u can always promise t o call, an d so be ri d of her . \Poo r soul! She ha s nobod y in the world bu t m e now. She's punished for her hardness, at an y rate, an d you'll ex - cuse he r conduct. \ I bowed. I could say nothing. Mar- gare t opened th e door for me, audi walke d ou t into th e fresh air. As I looked bac k upo n th e house, wit h all its elegance, it seemed to m e t o hav e a haunte d air, as thoug h th e ghos t of th e poor girl still hovered about it. \Go d only know s ho w man y fearful secret r such splendid homes ma y a t times shu t in, \ I said to myself, an d I turned my bac k upon i t gladly. I have never seen th e poor old lady since that hour ; probably Margaret ba^ kep t too close a watc h upon her . A Captiv e Child' s Story . Th e full story of a little white girl rescued from hostile Indians in Arizona, b y Mexicans, throw s considerable light o n th e manner in whic h th e redskins mar k their trail. Trinida d Nerdan, aged te n years, th e rescued girl, says tha t durin g he r captivity th e ban d wa s almost con- stantly traveling, bu t always stopped fo r meals. They ha d plenty of tortillas, coffee, beef, an d nearly every day, beef- steak, of whic h she was always given, plenty. She never saw any one killed, but often heard firing, an d was told tha t it was buck s killing beef. She never saw- soldiers nor any one durin g he r captiv- ity. Th e nearest she came t o seeing anybody was one night whe n th e Indian s passed so near Magdalena that she hear d th e ban d playing iu th e plaza. From; what th e child further states ttie Indians must have carried her over a large region of country. A t one time they were i n th e mountains, where she saw a larg e numbe r of squaws. On another occasion the bin d camped on th e to p of a hig h mountain where they mad e a bi g fire an d smoke. O n th e following night a grea t number of Indian s came in an d a mai i n I command, evidently Geronimo, sent • the m away, five an d six together, in fif- , t en or twenty different \directions.. Sh e ! think s there were about thirty in the ban d ! she traveled with, bu t she wa s always } kep t in th e rear, an d could not tell very 'accurat'l y th^ir number nor wha t they did. She was well treated au d given E lenty to eat every day. Th e greatest afdship she experienced wa s bein g i cornpsllcd to ride bareback da y after da y - throug h brush a id over a rough country . i She says that when th e Mexicans at- i tacked th e Iudiunsa t Saracachr, th e mai n , ! body ha d gone o a ahead, an d only about seven or eigh t of th e ba'id were present. Th e Indians seldom spoke t o her durin g her stay with them. Th e squaw woul d not let \the youn g me n come near her . Libertie s With th e Alphabet : Curious liberties are taken wit h th e alphabet: Th e honey-dealer robs his B . The fisherman despoils th e C. Th e pugulist will black your I. Th e billiard player chalks hi s Q. Th e grocer adulterates his T. Bostoa Bulletin,
