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My tswfesaof left t»ariS and 1 ^eew so busy ih pro-- naHhg fdf my. medical examination that I entirely fofgot his yauthftil fia< aiettt of the ftue'.du Luxembourg. i In the month of November, however, f happened to pass there again. The -little hotel, so coquettlshly aristocratic, had a mournful look. It was closed up« : f The first time t saw the doctor I Basked him about his patient. .His broW ttt once darkened and he hurst out with: j "You must have seen in the papers the arrest, not long ago, of the- famous cosmopolitan swindler whose real name is still a mystery, but who called hlm- fcelf DOh Jose, Comte de Pena-Veja!" Noticing my astonishment, he added: "You don't see the connection, but Jiow could you? It's a strange story. Ijlsten: j "The Cointe do M—— and his wife ihad everything that could make a fam- Jfy happy. They were rich and loved ,each other. The hushand 'Was a retired general of division whose perfect manners had the strong serenity.of those born to command. The 'Comtesse was , somewhat haughty, but imposing. "They had one child, a daughter, born during the Franco-Prussian War, at their chateau in La Touraine.whither the Comtesse had retired. The Prussians occupied the whole country. The General was a prisoner in Germany an-1 i news was obtained with the -utmost difficulty. The child, born under these terrible circumstances; .came .into the world deaf and dumb. In'the clutch of this Incurable infirmity, her .poor little intelligence was very, , toil- somely developed, so that, after long years of effort, the young girl could barely manage to read and write. ' "The General and his wife concentrated all their love on this sore spot of their life. He was admirable, she stoical. They passed their existence with their daughter, winter in the hotel you are acquainted with, summer partly at their chateau, partly at a Norman seaside resort where they rented a villa. t "It was at this seaside villa that the tragedy began. j "As life in such localities exacts :less constraint than in Paris, the infirm /young girl was allowed to go out attended only by a governess. I had recommended long walks, in the whole: some, strengthening sea air. ' "One day It was noticed that she had (grown, sad and languid. The cause of this strange condition was sought for; it was found In the pocket of one of her dresses. It was a laconic note: 'I have loved you since I first set eyes on you. How happy I should be if you would love me a little! 1 This note was signed Jose, Comte de Pena-Veja. i "It was a thunder clap in the villa. • "Never had the parents thought that their daughter could be loved and marry flike the rest. They questioned 'her by means of a slate. She wrote: *I love him land want to be his wife.' The -lather made Inquiries about this Don Jose and the information was deplorable, Fearing a scandal, the family hurrldly departed for Paris. 1 "That winter the young girl had a dry th« cfthfiot tl jtist &M& h6fitt t thl fftOfnlttfe ifi ttdSe niysfgflo-uS Visits, had* 86c1il$led h8f fof th« past ¥he fe&t mtite w'aS s^atM fit the, window, tsfushlnf tft6 lafie of fter IMllffWS with her^fMll btlSt. Hef gentle ffcs was radiant with Joy", 8he khew th&t she 1 Wag going to aee Uoti Jdse, thai soon hothing WdUld separate- hint fi-6m hef any iongef. ft WAS ta hsf father— she knew that tod— shfe owed this happiness. And hef tendef glattde thahked the old soldifif, who felt the teafs tfembllnf on his eyelashes,"Don Jose appeared, as usual, at the turn ef a path In the gardeh! the gefl' eral put oh his hat and was stiffening himself as a preliminary ta going on hla fateful errand. "But, at that moment, a din arose from the street. Instinctively he halted. We hurried to the Window and looked out. "A crowd had formed close to the grating of the Luxembourg. In its midst Don Jose, held bfcr four men, was struggling and shouting. His elegant garments were soiled and torn; his hat was gone and his hair was In confusion. "He was thrown Into a fiacre. Two policemen got inside the Vehicle with him; another sprang upon the seat with the driver. All this had lasted but an instant, "I can still see Don Jose, With his eyes full of hate, shaking his clenched fist threateningly In the direction of the hotel as the policemen were dragging him away. "At the same Instant the General uttered a cry: • ' " 'ta.y' daughter!' "He sprang towards ner. " 'Doctor, look!' cried he; 'what alls her?' "The poor child's head had fallen to one side and her face was white as chalk. A slender thread Of blood marked her mouth with a red line. I felt no throb of either pulse or heart. ;" 'The end has come!' I said solemnly. "The Comtesse had sunk on her knees and was weeping,; as she held in hers the dead girl's hand. The General stood as if in a dream, without a tear. With a cold look, he snowed his wife the 'crowd, outside which was talking of what had happened as, It dispersed. " 'It was you who warned the police, 1 said he, 'it was you who prepared that arrest; you have killed our child!' " 'I have saved her!' firmly returned the mothor.'as she still knelt, repeatedly kissing her daughter's hands." * • * • Dr. Rebaud had finished his story. He added: "Don Jose de Pena-Vesa, is accused of the crime of the Rue Rodier and will soon be tried at the Cour d'Asslses." '•',': REWARDED BY ROTHSCHILD. END HAS COME." I SAID' SOLEMNLY, ppugh which made ine uneasy. I was .afra4d of consumption, Tho ensuing jsunftner it was decided on my advice -'wot io quit Paris, as traveling was dan-, ; gerous for the patient, It was then you Jnoticed her at the window. •-I "A detal} strupk the parents. At eer- hojurg, as ehe sat there amid tin,of-her extension ohftir, flashes JJfe would 3uddenly pass through , 4. reaction woujfl be .prodv»ce.d, but wag only temporary, for, after a few the patient would fall back her pillows, more pallid and „..„ ha.n before, • f fj I'ppriner ane of the^e reactions, her jnoiber chanei} , to look out-of-doors. "*" i jTo,se was standing .behind the grat- 'of the 0&t'4en, very handsome and " - 4ressefl, kejepjng his eye ipwar4 the-hotel. \ tfte curtains apcl daughter'J*> another aide of the iiojase', ^ —----- j wa? ----of "He That Glvcth to the Boor LondotU to the Lord." Dining on one occasion with Baron James de Rothschild, Eugene Delacroix, the famous French painter, kept his eyes turned upon his host In so marked-a manner that, when the company, rose to leave the dlnlng-rponi, Baron James could not help asking his guest what It was that so attracted his attention. The painter confessed that for some time past he had vainly sought a'head to serve as a model for that of a beggar he Intended to hold a prominent position In a painting on which he was then engaged, and that, as he gazed at his host's features,'the .Idea suddenly struck him that the very head he desired was before him. With this explanation he ventured to ask the baron whether he would do him the favor to sit for him as the beggar. Rothschild, being a great admirer of art In all Its forms, and pleased to be considered one of Its chief patrons, readily consented to assume a character never before undertaken by a millionaire. The next day found him at the painter's studio. Delacroix placed a tunic round ', his shoulders, put a stout staff In his hand, and made him pose as If he were resting on the steps of an ancient Roman family. .In this attitude he was discovered by one of the artist's favorite pupils, who alone had free access to the studio at all times. Naturally concluding that the model had only just been brought In from spme church porch, and never dreaming the character assumed by him was fa/ frojh the true one, he seized.an opportunity when his master's eyes were turned to slip* a piece of money into the beggar's hand. Baron Rothsclld thanked him with a look, and kept the money. The pupil soon quitted the studio. In answer to inquiries made, Delacroix told the baron that this young man possessed talent, but .no means; that he had, In fact, to earn his livelihood by giving lessons in painting and drawing. Shortly after, the young fellow received a letter statins that charity bears Interest, and that the accumulated Interest on the amount that he had so generously given to one. whom he supposed to be a beggar was represented by the sum of XO.OQO franc, which was lying av his disposal at the Rothschild'offices. T«W Qf Admiral Monde. (From tbe San Francisco Argonaut.) Whe» William ' B. Cflandler was secretary pf. the oayy, A4miral Meade was commandant of the Navy Yard \n "Vysshiniitpflf T&ey got into trouble somehow, and tbe .commandant way Burampaed, before the sepretary one day on a matter at importance. The secret tary $p)d, the cetanwnftant that M he kept QB, 01' words to that ejfeet, h,e b.e, obliged tp pwujgu him by Ji|m to/sea. "Mr. geerjetsry," said Moafli; W J Ji^n't 'anything tp pay TAMfAWS 66td«ft **«: And Gerd Shall Wipe Ail tiatfis fchftfliM Vll, tiftg aefsss weslefh. piftiSf le, Wild flef6f8,tt$ Id the hub of tfce c«f- Hage Wheel, afld while & long distance ttdffi nay shelter, thei-e catae a Btiddefl shotted, and while the fain Was falliflg In tof* rente, the sun Was shining as brightly as 1 ever daw it shine j and 1 thought, What a beautiful spectacle this is! So the tears of the Bible are bot midnight storm, but rain on pansied prairies in God's sWeet and golden sunlight, You remember that bottle which David labeled as contain* Ing tears, and Mary's tears, and Paul's tears, and Christ's tears, and the harvest of joy that is to spring from the sowing of tears, God mixes them. God rounds them. God shows them where to fall, God exhales them. A census is taken of them, and there Is a record as to the moment when they are born, and as to the place of .their "grave. Tears of bad men are not kept. .Alexander, in his sorrow, had the hair clipped from his .horses'and mules, and made a great ado about his grief; but in all the vases of heaven there is not one of Alexander's tears. I speak of the tears of God's children. Alas! me! they are falling all ,the time. In summer, you sometimes hear the growling thunder, and you see there is.a storm miles away; but you know from the drift of the clouds that It will not come aaywhere near you. So, though, it may be all bright around ,you, there is" a shower of trouble somewhere all the time. Tears! Tears! What is the use of them, anyhow? Why. not substitute laughter? Why not make this a world where all the people are well, and eternal strangers to pain and aches? What Is the use of an eastern storm when we might have a perpetual nor.'weSter? Why, when a family is put together, not have them all stay, or if they must be transplanted to make other homes/then have thorn all live?—the family record telling a story of marriages and births, but of no deaths. Why not have the harvests chase each other without fatiguing toll ? Why the hard pillow, the hard crust, the hard" struggle? It is easy .enough to explain a smile, or a success, or a congratulation; but, come now, and bring all your dictionaries and all your philosophies and all your religions, and help me explain a tear. A chemist will tell you that it is made up of salt and lime arid other component parts; but he misses .the chief ingredients—the acid of a soured life, .the viperine sting of a bitter : memory, the fragments of a broken heart, I will tell you : what a tear is; it is agony in solution. Hear then/awhile I discourse of the uses of trouble. First. It is the design of trouble to keep this world from being too attractive. Something must be done to make us willing to quit this existence. ' If it were not for trouble this world would be, a good "enough heaven for me, You and I would be willing to take a lease of this life for a hundred million years if there were no trouble. The earth cushioned and upholstered and pillared and chandeliered with such.., expense, ao story of other worlds could enchant 'us. •,..'.' ' ' -. We would say: "Let well enough alone. If you want to die and have your body disintegrated in the dust, and your soul go out on a celestial adventure, then you can go, but this world is good enough for me!" You might as well go to a man who has just entered the Louvre at Paris, and tell him to hasten off to the picture- galleries of Venice or Florence, "Why," he would say, "What is the use of my going there? There are Rembrandts and Rubens and Raphaels here that I haven't looked at yet." No man wants to go out of this world, or put of any house, until he has a better house. To cure this wish to stay here, God must somehow create a disgust for our stirr roundings. How shall he do it? He cannot afford to deface his horizon, or to tear off a fiery panel from the sunset, or to subtract an anther from the water-Illy, or to banish the pungent aroma from the mignonette, or to drag the robes of the morning in wire, YOU cannot expect a Christopher Wren to mar his own St, Paul's oatbedral, or a Michael AngeJo to dash out his own "Last judgment," or a Handel to discord his "Israel in Egypt," and you cannot expect God to spoj} the architecture and music of his own world, How, then, are we to be made willing to leave? Here is where the trouble pomes in. After a ww» has ha4 a good deal of trouple, he says) >( We,l|, I am-ready to go,-, Jf therie la a, bouse Wh.QSJJ>0 < Q|4»eg ' ll, Jfcej? Jg ,®n the t«tt iiJBii now wtifefa fig e. The old stSfy, "Ifi tfef fctUfcttlas Sod mm& the heaves jft^WH&fW^ dwr iftrt- tnfilMtti Mif.it ttftfSft w the othef sWfy, "t saf & nSW hefttefi and ft &6w eafth." fhd did* ttan'S hafad tfembiws as H tuffie bvef thifi ftpbcalyptic.leaf, atid fie fill ttt take dlit HIS hanaket-Chlef to wije to Sp-eltadleS. That took flf fteveiatiofl is & prospectus tiaw of .the country into- whidh he is eooii to Iftml" gfate; the", etJtifttfy in which he h&s-lota already ifljd out, and avenues opened, and mattddfis built. Yet thefe kfg p§6ple hef£ ta whem this world is brighter than heaven, Well, deaf gauls.'l do not'blftffle you, It Is natural, But after awhile you will be ready to gs, • It was not -until Job had been worn out with bereavements that he wanted to see God. tt was not until the prodigal son got tired living among the hogs that he wanted to go to his father's house, tt is the ministry of trouble to make this world Wbfth less and heaveh Worth more. * Again, it is the ttse'o! trouble to make Us feel our dependence upon God. Men think they can do anything until God shows them they can do nothing at all, We lay out great plans, and we like to execute them. It looks big. God comes and takes us down. As Prometheus Was assaulted by his enemy, when the lance struck him it opened a great swelling that had threatened his death, and he got well. So it is the arrow of trouble that lets out great swelling of pride. We never feel our dependence upon God until we get trouble. I was riding With my little child along the road, and she asked me if she might drive. I said, "Certainly." I handed over the reins to her, and I had to admire the. glee with which she drove. But after awhile we met a team and we had to turn out. The road was narrow, and it was sheer down on both sides; She handed the reins over to me, and said, "I think you.had better take charge of the horse." So we are all children; and on this road of life we like to drive. It gives one the appearance of superiority 1 and power. It looks big. But after awhile we meet some obstacle and we have to turn out, and the road is narrow, and it is sheer down on both sides; and then we are willing that God .should take the reins and drive. Ah! my friends, we get upset so often because we do not hand over the reins soon enough. ' It is trouble, my friends, that makes us feel our, dependence upon-God. We do not know our own weakness or God's strength until 'the last plank breaks. It'is contemptible in us when there is nothing else to catch hold of, that wo catch hold of God only. Why, you do not know who the Lord is! He is not an autocrat seated far up in a palace, from which he emerges once a year, preceded by heralds swinging swords to clear the way. No. But a Father willing, at our call, to stand by us in every crisis, and predicament in life. I tell you what some of you business men make me think of. A young man goes off from home to earn his fortune. He goes with his mother's consent and benediction. She has large wealth, but he wants to make his own fortune. He goes far away, falls sick, gets out of money. He sends for the hotelkeeper where he is staying, asking for lenience, and the answer "he gets is, "If you don't pay up Saturday night you'll be removed to the hospital." .-'.'. The young man sends to a comrade in the same building. No help. He writes to a banker who 'was a friend of his deceased father. No relief. He writes to an old schoolmate, but gets no help. Saturday night comes, and he is moved to the hospital. Getting there, he is frenzied with grief; and he borrows a sheet of paper and a postage-stamp and he sits down, and he writes home, saying: "Dear mother, I am sick unto death. Come," It is ten minutes of 10 o'clock when she gets the letter. At 10 o'clock the train starts. She is 'flve minutes from the depot. She gets there in time to have flve minutes to spare. She wonders why a train that can go thirty miles an hour cannot go sixty miles an hour, She rushes into the hospital. She says: "My son, what does all this mean? Why didn't you send for me? You sent to everybody but me. You knew I could and would help you. Is this the reward I get for my kindness to you always?"" She bundles him up, takes' him home, and gets him well very soon, Now, some of you treat God just as that young man treated his mother. When you get into a financial perplex- Ityi you call on the banker,, you call on the broker, you call on your creditors, you call on your lawyers for legal counsel; you call upon everybody, and when you cann9t get any help, then yon go to God. You ?ay; "0 Lor d i I come to thee, Help me now out of my perplexity." And the Lpl'd comes, though it Is In the eleventh hour. He says: "Why did you not send for me before? As one whom his mother com- fprteth, so will I, comfort you." It is to throw us back uppn Gpfl that wo have this ministry P£ tears. Again, }t IB tbe use of trouble to capacitate us |«r the p$ee of sympathy. The prjests, 'under, the o}fl di?J>e»saT se.,t apj^rt'by having water the}}', kinds.' fjeet, and Sprinkling, of tears i|g$ Re fepj^ te ,th,e oJUce prgspgr, *! tj that. t» *»tt?«ft toii, gfcs *mm all atful nil b-^h Waftifl-g Ifi tnat ysafft. - At 4 ; d f ei&ck Ifi, th§ ift&n-tfoli SoMe'bne knocks at I&4 «ddt»- w&fitiftg ' feffad. 3h« kftewa «t HfedtitUat, ¥« ef Ififee tiffieS in ntf'lif"fi;»h8 Y «!ame id nef ksl Idafi At 10 d'cfWk th&t night she goes dver to sit up With sdme one sevefely siek. ghe kndWS all dtidtrt ft. she knows all abeut fefefs and • pleurisies and bfdken bones. She has been dsetdffhg all her life, spread" ing Blasters and pouring out bitter drop's and shaking Up hot pillows and contriving things to tempt a poor ap* t»etite\ boctofs Abernethy and Rush and Hosack and Harvey were great doctors, but the greatest doctor the "world ever saw is an old Christian woman! Dear me! t)o we ttot remember her about the room when we were sick i.n our boyhood? We'- there any one who could ever so touch a sore with* out hurting it? Where did Paul get the ink with which to write his comforting epistle? Where did Cavid get the ink to write his comforting psalms? Where did John get the ink to write his comforting Revelation? They got it out of their own tears. When a man has gone through the curriculum/ and has taken a course of dungeons and imprisonments and shipwrecks, he is qualified for the Work of sympathy. When I began to preach, my sermons on the subject of trouble were all poetic and in semi-blank verse; but God knocked the blank verse out of me long ago, and I have found that I cannot comfort people except as I myself have been troubled. God make me the son of consolation to the people. I would rather be the means of soothing one perturbed spirit today, than to play a tune that would set all the sons of mirth reeling in the dance, • I am a herb doctor. I put into tho caldron the Root out of dry ground, without form or comeliness. Then I put in the IJose of Sharon and the Lily of the Valley. Then I put into the cal- drpn some of the leaves from the Tree of Life, and the Branch that was thrown into the wilderness Marah. Then I pour in the tears of Bethany and Golgotha; then I stir them up. Then I kindle under the caldron a fire made out of .the wood of the cross, and one drop of that potion will cure the worst sickness that ever afflicted a human soul. Mary and Martha shall receive their Lazarus from the tomb. The damsel shall rise. And on the darkness shall break the morning, and God will wipe all tears from their eyes. Have you any appreciation of the good and glorious times your friends are having in heaven? How different it is when they get news there of a Christian's death -from what it is here! It is the difference between embarkation and coming into port. Everything depends upon which side of the river you stand when you hear of a Christian's death.- If you stand on this side of tho river, you mourn that they go. If you stand on the other side of the river, you rejoice that they come. Oh, the difference between a funeral on earth and a jubilee in heaven — between requiem here arid triuriiph there — parting here and reunion there!. Together! Have you thought of it? They are together. Not one of your departed friends in one land and another in another land; but together, in different rooms of the same house — the house of many mansions. Together! I never more appreciated that . thought than when we laid away in her last slumber my sister Sarah. Standing there in the village cemetery, I looked around and said: "There is father, there is mother, there is grandfather, there is grandmother, there are whole circles of kindred;" and I thought to myself, "Together in the grave— together in glory," I am so impressed with the thought that I do not think it is any fanaticism when some one is going from this world to the next if you make them the bearer of dispatches to your friends who are gone, saying: "Give my love to my parents, give my love to my children, give my love to my old comrades ;who are in glory, and tell them I am trying to fight the good fight of faith, and I will join them after awhile," I believe the message will be delivered; and I believe it will increase the gladness of those who are before the throne. Together are they, all their tears gone. My friends take this good cheer home with you. These tears of bereavement that Course your cheek, and of perse- cuUon, and of trial, are not always to be there. 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Sulla como In ft colors, black, blue, brown mixed, medium and dark grey mixed. Give ano of boy, chest measure under coat, size of : cap, and color preferred. Also state Dame of express ofljoe to which,garments are to be sent. Remit in any form except cash. All goods may bo returned at our expense if not satisfactory,. Suit from same cloth $3.00. Game colors, made same, coat and uants only. Splendid boys cult, tuot all wool) for ttJUO,' ' Full line men's and boys' suits and overcoats. Chlldrens cloaks 83.75 to *20. Ladles cloak*; jacket* and capes In all tho reliable grades. Wearing apparel of every description at facto y prices. Bend 2 stamps for samples and fall and winter catalogue. THE ST. JAMES COi, •TacUion and Dearborn 8ts,, ' CHICAGO, LDOD POISON Primary, See. -, ^ _-,—, ondnryorTer* tlary ItJ.OOO foiSON pormonentlr cured In 16 to86 days. You can be treated at homo f or enme price under snmo guaranty. If you prefer to come hero wo will con- • tract toimyrallroaclfareandhotulbllla.antl noohsree, If we full to cure. If you hnvo taken naer- oury, fodlde potash, and still have aches and pnlns, Mucous Patches In mouth, Sore Thront. Plmplos, Copper Colored Spots, Ulcers on any part of the body, Itttlr or Eyebrows falllnjr out, tt is tbl» Secondary 1»LOO1> POISON wo cuuraritee to cure. We solicit the most obstinate oases and challenge th« world for a Snse wecitr.n<>tcure. ThtS d|*eiue has alwaytr affled thn skill of the most eminent physl- ulans, 8000,000 capital behind our uncondU ttonnl guaranty.' Absolute proofs sent sealed on appltontlon, Address COOK 11KM1CDY CO,. 807 Maspnlo Temple, CHJCAUO, JJ*. , ' Out out and send this, adyertlsenjent. A SPECIALTY tlnry ItJ.OOO fOiSON Do You Want a t«» 999 FAR A —IN- Alabama, OR ANY QTUEft , „. .., v ., ,tg »ft4 Ivo^e par pjwrtpttv*>^mpb|»tp wmWlegp; pjte^op, tffiQ '—— r -**-•"*

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