The Algona Upper Des Moines from Algona, Iowa on August 26, 1896 · Page 8
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-> , »-'•- " j ,!^i -£L v ^ « f " 28 aft «ife!rV SfilrflC f to tfciftk He &M fedt Men te* BEKHOE A SMABdW 8M take It, &«a feis s'fg BfimTttef, m« te 18 after a win* tet aftd sipHng of tlHUstiai activity success. Coil* t hate with* tale, ttt .which toy Ca&tallt RoseHbattm, figures td ..„ is to me the chief object ot 3j therefore, 1 have evef sttlv- :-',%a lo fenjdy tuyself, and be present 0' r •Wttefe' hilarity reigned—to have " A l ' If bad time" at every possible opportunity* You cannot Wonder, theti, that I felt it was my duty to move in good so* ciety'r"¥§rrb.av~e'l)eett at some tmtns 66 to arrange my affairs and social relations as to be able to attend most of ,1116 bettor class of private entertainments given iu Chicago during the past two o? three winters. It not only gave hie no small enjoyment, but it also assisted me materially in my business. It was a matter of considerable difficulty to secure an invitation to the Lawrence- reception, but I managed it —no matter how—and it wan at this teceptlon that I made the acquaintance of Captain Rosenbaum. ,1 had strolled into Doctor Lawrence's library, In a wing at the rear of the mansion, on Michigan avenue, to get out of the hot and crowded parlors, in the dim light, was leaning :ainst the" window-casing, idly tap- flngers, "when the wludow- sash a bit" Of metal gleaming in the semi-darkness. I touched it, and found that it was part of a burglar alarm, moving when the window was opened upon another bit of metal, and by cou- ' tact completing an electric circuit of some sort. I am Something of an electrician, and my; interest and curiosity were at once aroused. A brilliant idea suddenly 'flashed in my brain. I unscrewed the tipper bit of metal with my knife, and, after twisting off the wire which led from it into the woodwork, was examining it when I heard a light step at the door. Glancing around, I found standing by the table a tall, dark-skinned man in an-~evenlng dress, with black mustache tfcs idea*, .this Irlfiifii ' AS It liaffpmed, 1 fotlfid fid »flp6r* tflftity t« apflrMcli the wJftddw again, aiid I w&fit hotte WitlHhS bit ol metal stilt m fay packet f hat flight ah attempt was tua.de te rob Bootof Lawrence's house, tfc$ bttft-> lafs eatetihg by the very Wlfidtfw ffeni which 1 had ffemoved the utirglaf alarm. they did hot succeed la Secttf* Ittg a&y plunder, being frighted away ^^ftife cm the; glass with 'my •C';" K i' noticed at the top of •and , imperial,-and long rather curly . l)lacli"halr— j In all suggesting at once the popular idea of his satanic majesty. By one of those Impulses which over- conio us at times, I slipped the bit of . metal Into my pocket and turned toward tbe stranger, whom from his dress and manner'I assumed to be one of the guests at the reception. "I hope I don't intrude," he said, politely. "Oh, no," I hastened to reply; "I am glad some one else can enjoy the coolness here." v "I think I have not the pleasure of your acquaintance," the stranger said, smiling: "as guests of this house, I any valuables wefe found. Now this attempted burglary similar to several father* which had taken place at some of the finest residences in the city, in each case following 6ttly a. day or two after a reception of a ball similar to that at Doctor Lawrence's house. As it happened, itt every similar Instance but, one, I,hftd been a guest at the entertainment, and I had almost begun to fear lest the people who had Invited me should regard me as a bird of evil omen, and cease to "request the honor of my pres-. ence" at their houses. , Probably you are thinking of Captain Rosenbaum in connection with these robberies. I inust -confess that I did not, although I had occasion afterward to associate him more or less directly with all of them. I had met him but once, and for a short time only, and his name did not occur to me until two weeks later, when Russell Dennlson's daughter was married. At the reception, In the evening, I met my friend, the captain,, again, and I found him the same polite, chatty gentleman, but, as be,fore, suggesting 'Mephistopheles. I encountered him a dozen times that' evening—on the back veranda, in the conservatory, In the garden—till I began to regard him as my evil genius. Particularly did he' hover in the neighborhood of the room full of silverware and Jewelry which comprised the wedding gifts. • ' When I left the liouse the last person I saw was Captain Rosenbattm,. who went out with me and leff m'o at the nearest corner, turning^ .down a side street with a wave of the : liand and a cheery "Good-night, Vance?' I was destined to see my, friend, the captain, once more that night, and it happened in this wise: The moon had gone down, and it was nearly three o'clock in the morning, when, with two friends, I stood in the it-ear of Ruesell 'And WfcM th« Child ttM ***«*«, it ffiii 0ft A IM* Hurt Ha W«m ttai ta fill fttftCf to ttt« ftfcftjiifi 1 *—»«ft«ftd tilaft 4:i8* 10, 86. I TURNED QUICKLY. trust we need no formal introduction ••'•—my name is Captain Rosenbaum." "And I am William Vance; very much at your service, sir," I returned, 'decidedly pleased with my new friend's voice and manner. "I am indeed glad make your acquaintance, Captain I found the captain a very agreeable ^jfellow; a gentleman of refinement and polished and well informed, a y, ready -conversationalist, though de- reserved as to himself, and a of excellent cigars. We dis- bpoks, yachting,, horses, the nominations, the tariff, and the captain shone as a man j<w «,ifl e V eading and depth of thought many lines. | could learn nothing, however, of pwn occupation—be was especially pnt on that point. The captain <sas- y Iftjjf'Hp that he had be,en In N,Kif imt{! recently; Ws> bwsines^jiad bim there on two hours' warn- broughtiinim back us sud- not te)l hpw 8Qpu his i would be disposed of, would go next. '• , »£0 wncwtftin, fellow," be aajd, *'' |( au'd • never 'know - my • plans" Indeed, my ill ;Dennisonfs.-manelon, under the shadow of a large bush. I was still in evening dress, concealed by a dark .'overcoat, and had a soft hat pulled down over my eyes.' In my hand I held a revolver, as did each of my. two companions. In pursuance of my project, it was only a minute's-work to quietly open the door at the rear of the house and the door at the head :of the stairs the room with the wedding gifts. A dim light burned in the chandelier, and at the other side of the room the figure of a man lay on a sofa. I slipped over to his side, and with my revolver close to his temple, signaled to my friends to begin their work. At the first soft clink of the stiver in the bag in which they were guardedly slipping the wedding gifts the room was suddenly flooded with light, and I heard an oath from one of my companions. I turned quickly, and saw Captain Rosenbaum and three policemen standing in the doorway. I had time only to see the captain smile triumphantly and nod in my direction, before my arms were seized from behind, the weapon wrenched from my hand, and with sharp clicks of, locking handcuffs, I was a prisoner. My friend, the captain, then spoke: "Hardly expected to meet me again to-night, eh, Vance? You tried that burglar alarm dodge once too often Twice you played it in Madison avenue, New York, undetected. An account of similar burglaries in Chicago, as reported in the Chicago Record, aroused the suspicions of Chief Conlin, of New York, and he sent me here to try to run you down. I am known in the metropolis as Jack Randolph, of Police Headquarters. You and your pals are my prisoners." That consoling speech from "my friend, the captain," made my blood run cold, and I felt humiliated when I thought of how I had been entrapped by tbe New York detective, As I before remarked, I am now taking a rest from my social duties, I snail atay at thW <^l6^eiy guarded- in« stUutlon-veoinewbat less than eight years, and'there are six indictments, I am told, waiting to be attended to when I.leave. la At least obe happy home in Shunem. To the luxuriance and splendor of a great house had been given the advent of a child, fiven when the Angel of Life brings a new soul to the poor man's hut a star of joy Jhttoes over the manger, Infancy, with ita helplessness and . Innocence, * had passed away. Cays of boyhood had come— days of laughter and frolic, days of sunshine and promise, days of strange questions and curiosity and aulck development. I suppose among all the treasures of that house, the brightest was the boy. One day there is the shout of reapers heard afield. A boy's heart always bounds at the sound of sickle or scythe. No sooner have the harvesters cut a swath across the field than the lad Joins them, and the swarthy reapers foel young again as they look down at that lad, as bright and beautiful as was Ruth in the harvest fields of Bethlehem gleaming after the reapers. But the sun was too hot for him. Congestion of the brain seized on him. I see the swarthy laborers drop their sickles; and they rush out to see what is the matter, and, they fan him as they try to cool his brow; but air is of no avail. In the Instant of consciousness, he puts' his hands against his temples and cries out: "My head! my head!" And the father said : "Carry him to his mother," Just as any father would have said; for our hand Is too rough, and our voice is too harsh, and our foot is too loud to doctor a sick child, If there be In our home a gentler voice and a gentler hand and a stiller footstep. But all of no avail. While the reapers of Shunem were busy in the field, there came a stronger reaper that way, with keener scythe and for a richer harvest. He reaped only one sheaf, but 0 what a golden sheaf was that! I do not want to know any more about that heart-breaking scene than what. I see in just this wofld 1& too for tfieffi t<) blOdm ift. the bu§l of heaven &r% ifi the ptali, There Is lomethlng aoolit thelf fdfehew! that makes ydu thlfik that the hand &f Chflst hfll been. 6n it, say. Ing:, s "Let. this dflg comS 10 Me, anff let it cdme to M6 Be6fl." While that ofie taffied Itt thft hotifie, you felt thete was an aflgei In tile foom, and you thought that every would be the last; and Anally, the winds bf death did icattef tikfe ieftves, you Wets nft mdre surpflsed than to see a staf come out above the cloud oil a dark night; for you ' had often said to yduf eompaftlofi: "My deftf, we shall nevef raise that child.'' But I Bcoitt the idea that good children at* Ways die. Samuel the pious boy, became Satauel the great prophet. Christian Timothy becaltte a minister at fiphestis. Youg Daniel, consecrated to God, became prime minister of all the realm, and there are in hundreds of .the, schools and 'families of 'this country to-day, children who love Qotl r>nd keep his commandments, and who are ,, one, pathetic, sentenced "He sat on her the bidding of J 414 904 see lor, A new bicycle kink has developed,, '^rifler stoppe'd'in front of a store and. after be 'bad dismounted, be took a heavy welght-tbat wag booked just be* bind the «eat, and attached it to a chain wblcji be to,0k fronj bis poofcet, Jje fastened tbe chain and weight to tbe bioycie, aj(ij, apparently fi8*l|fle4 that It was now quite gtfe, he wewt Into tbe i,—New York knees till noon and then died." Though hundreds of years have passed away since that boy skipped to the harvest-field and then was brought home and died on his mother's lap, the story still thrills us. Indeed, childhood has a .charm always and everywhere. I shall now speak to you of childhood; Its beauty, its susceptibility to impression, its power over the J parental "heart, and its blissful transition from earth to heaven. The child's beauty does not depend upon form or feature or complexion or apparel. That destitute one that you saw on the street, bruised with unkind- neas and in rags, has a charm about her, even under her destitution. You have forgotten a great many persons whom you have met, of finely-cut features f and with erect posture and with faultless complexion, while you will always remember the poor girl who, on a cold, moonlight night, as you were passing late home, in her thin shawl and barefoot on the pavement, put out her hand and said: "Please give me a penny." Ah! how often we have walked on and said; "Oh, that is nothing but street vagabondism;" but after we got a block or two on, we stopped and said: "Ah, that is not right;" and we passed up that same way and dropped a mite into that suffering hand, as though it were not a matter of second thought, so ashamed were we of our hard-heartedness, ,WIth what admiration we all look upon a group of children on the play-ground or in the school, and we clap our hands almost involuntarily and say: "How beautiful!" All stiffness and dignity are gone, and your shout is heard with theirs and you trundle their hoop, and fly their kite, and strike their ball, and all your weariness and anxiety are gone as when a child you bounded over the play-ground yourself. That father who stands rigid and unsympathetic amid the sportfulness of children, ought never to have been tempted out of a crusty and unredeemable solitariness. The waters leap down the rooks, but they have not the graceful step of childhood. The morning comes out of the gates of. the east, throwing its sil* yer on tbe lake and Its gold on the towers and its fire on the cloud j but it is not so bright and beautiful as the morning of life! There ia QQ light like .that, which is kindled in a child's ^ye, up color like that which blooms en a child's cheek, no music like tbe sound of a 9bJl4'i XStce.. ||s, facejn. tbe poorest picture redeems an/ imperfection JR art, When we are weary wltb tell, tbeir little bands-pull tbe burdens off our back, Ob, what a dull, mean world tbte would be with" out tbe sp9rtf«Jnep 9* children. When I fln.4 people that dp not like children, I immedlatajy 4oubt their jnora.1 and character, But when tbe of 0g4 wmn upon » obild, bow Unspeakably attractive. When gamue] tp, pray, a»4 Tim«tby begins ao<J Joseph to 'te uj ? ecene! j ijervgyg to be foremost among the Christians and the philanthropists and the reformers of the next century. The grace of God never kills any one. A child will be more apt to grow up with religion than It will be apt to grow up without it. Length of days is promised to the righteous. The religion of Christ does not cramp the chest or curve the dplne or weaken the nerves. There are no malarias floating up from the river of life. The religion of Christ throws over the heart and life of a child a supernal beauty. "Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace." , I pass on to consider the susceptibility of childhood. Men pride themselves on their unchangeablllty. They will make an elaborate argument to prove that they think now just as they did twenty years ago. It is charged to frailty or fraud when a man changes his sentiments In politics or in religion, and it is this determination of soul that so often drives back the Gospel from a man's heart. It is so hard to make avarice charitable, and fraud honest, and pride humble, and scepticism Christian. The sword of God's truth seems to glance off from those mailed warriors, and the helmet seems battle-proof against God's battle-ax. But childhood; how susceptible to example and to instruction! You are not surprised at the record: "Abraham begat Isaac and. Isaac begat Jacob;" for when religion starts in a fainily.-lt Is apt to go all'through. Jezebel a murderess, you are not surprised to find her son Jeho- ram attempting assassination. Oh, what a responsibility upon the parent and the teacher! The musician touches the keys, and the response of those keys Is away off amid the pipes and the chords, and you wonder at the distance between the key and the chord. And so it is in life; if you touch a child, the results will come back from manhood or old age, telling just the tune played, whether the,dirge of a great sorrow or the anthem of a great joy. The word that the Sabbath School teacher will this afternoon whisper in the ear of the class, will be echoed back from everlasting ages of light or darkness. The home and the school decide the republic or the despotism; the barbarism or the civilization; the upbuilding of an empire, or the overthrowing it. Higher than parliament or congress are the school and the family, and the sound of a child's foot may mean more than the tramp of a host. What, then, are you doing for the purpose of bringing your children into the kingdom of God? If they are so susceptible,* and if this Is the very j best time to act upon their eternal interests, what are you doing by way oi right impulsion? There were some harvesters in the fields of Scotland one hot day; and Hannah Lemond was helping them to gather the hay. She laid her babe under a tree. While she was busy In the fleld, there was a flutter of wings In the air, and a golden eagle clutched the swaddling band of the babe, and flew away with it to the mountain eyrie, All the harvesters and Hannah Lemond started for the cliffs. It was two miles before they came to the foot of the cliffs. Getting there, who dared to mount the 'cliff? No human foot had ever trod it. There were sailors there who had gone up the mast In the day of terrible tempest; they did not dare risk it, Hannah Lemond sat there for awhile and looked up and saw the eagle in the eyrie, and then she leaped to her feet, and she started up where no human foot had ever trod, crag above crag, catching hold of this root or that root, until she reached the eyrie and caught her babe, the eagle swooping in fierceness all around about her. Fastening the child to her back, she started for her friends And for home. 0, what a dizzy descent! .sliding tf#m this crag to that crag, ctaching by that vine and by that root, coming down further and further, to tbe> most dangerous pass, where she found a gpat and some-kids. s,he said: "NPW I'll follow the goat; tbe goat will r know Just which,is the (safest way. down;" and she w&u led by the apimai parish in the West. bid, tiothlfig dull about hltt. loudest and his foot swiftest dfi the Dlaygfouttd. Often he has came Into my hotis6 and thfdW himself ddwn ofi ihe floor 1ft an exhaUstidfi of boisterous fhirth; aid yet fae wad a Chfistlati, cofl* secfated to God, keeping his comfflafid* meats. That is the kiftd of childish piety 1 believe in, when the days of sickness catne suddenly and he was told that he could not get well, he said: "Jesus alone cah save me. Jesus will sate me. He has saved me. Don't cipy, mamma, i shall go right straight up to heaven." And then they gave him a glass of water to cool his hot lips and he said: "Mamma, I shall take a draught from the water of life after awhile, of which If ohe drink he shall never get thirsty again. I lay myself at Jesus' feet and I want him to do just what he thinks best to do with me." In those days, "Rest for the Weary" was a new hymn, and he had learned it; and in a perfect ccstacy of soul, In his last hour, he cried out: IB the Chrlstlnn's home In glory There remains n land ot rest! Them my HnHor'a gone before ma To fulfil my soul's request; There la rest for tbe weary, Tliere Is rest for you. Sing, 0 sing, ye heirs of glory, Shont your triumphs us you go; Zlon'« gates ore open for you, Yon shnll find tn entrance through. There la rest for the weary. The brightest light that can be kin- died, Christ has kindled. Let us, old and young, rejoice that heaven is gathering up so much that is attractive. In that far land we are not strangers. There are those there who speak our name day by day, and they wonder why so long we tarry. If I could count up the names of all those who have gone out from these families into the kingdom of heaven, it would take me all day to mention their names. A great multitude before the throne. You loved them once; you love them now; and over and anon you think you hear their voices calling you upward. Ah, yos, they have gone out from all these families, and you want no book to tell you of the dying experience of Christian children. You have heard it; it has been whispered in your ear, 0 father, 0 mother, O brother, O sister. Toward that good land all Christiana are bearing. This snapping of heartstrings, this flight of years, this tread of the heart reminds us that we are passing away. Under spring blossoms, and through summer harvests, and across autumnal leaves, and through the wintry snow-banks, we are passing on. O, rejoice at it, children of God, rejoice at it! How we shall gather them up, the loved and the lost! Before we mount our throne, before we drink of the fountain, before we strike the harp of our eternal celebration, we will cry out: "Where are "our loved and lost?" And then, how we.shall gather them up! 0, how we shall gather them up! ' In this dark world of sin and pnln WB only meet to part again; But'when we reach the heavenly ahore We llici'O Bhull meet to part no more. The hope that we ahull see that dny Should t'linse our present griefs away; When these short years of patn are pnat .We'll meet heforo the throne at last. Queer Wills. A Russian who died in Odessa last year left 4,000,000 of rubles to his four nieces but demanded that, previous to receiving the money, bhey should work for fifteen months 'either • as chambermaids, washerwomen or farm servants; this in his .opinion being a salutary discipline likely to chasten any foolish, pride the'y might be tempted to foster in their minds. A Sussex publican took an odd revenge on a nagging wife whose sharp tongue 'had given him many a bad quarter of an hour while he lived. On his death ahe found that to receive any benefit from his will she must walk barefooted to the market place each time the anniversary of his death repeated Itself. Holding a candle in her hand, ahe was there to read a paper confessing her xmseenily behavior to her husband during his life and stating that had her tongue been shorter her husband's days would in all probability have been longer. By refusing to comply with these terms she had to be satisfied with £20 a year to keep her off the parish," The restrictions imposd on widows and other legatees with regard to matrimony are often arbitrary and sometimes smack of cruelty. A husband, in one case reported recently, left his widow an an,- nual income of £1,000, wliloh was to be reduced to £800 In the event of the lady 'marrying again. Another reduction of £200 was to be made on the bjnfch of the first child of the s«cond warrjafe, and every additional chjjd wae to Involve the further ,Jpss of i|l(JO down to the plain, When she got there, an tbe people cried: "Thank Gpd, thank Qod!" ber strength not giving way until tbe rescue was eflteeted. An4 tbey cried: "8ta»4 back, now. Qlye her airf ' 0, if a woraaft will 4s tbat for tbe physical Ufe at bey child, what will you 4*' tor tJw Ptepaaj jif e g( yo«r boy great d. fty Q f §$enitty tbat put forth Kom*n Great Roman fanjiuep ta^e a* in tbeii' private charjtjes'asin picture galleries or ctiapejs, Prtnc* Porla, i» toe rttitu.to which is, und»r tfce store of the 9f St, Vincent de J*aul f <lr$d o.id men, Ionia family's institute is a. home and, jBf icfcooj for sisty Qrpba and Jpfaat se.hjp.oJs f<jr 650 by the ftu,eh.e,sg« pf M Ifiathgf fetgl, thiffi with tfe§ wfeli-Matte aft f^g. famt Undtdd awaye bs km ia a by the fif§ before It la used When ifdfilnf t always wear did, kid gi6ve8, &»d you will many «6f<5 places On the gteel that 18 8*U6sed t6 the may be kefit fraffi tmt by edpal tout nerres upoa t Idh, Md beawvous, Hoods Sarsaparilla The One true Blood frurlfler. All di-uggists. *t. Hood's Pills are alwftyjfellable. 2Bcen£ EDUCATIONAL. THE UNIVERSITY OF NOTREDAMiT JTotro Dnme, Indiana. 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Lands 050,000 Acres Farm Lands, 4,000,000 Acres Grazing Lands, to Kansas, Nebraska, Colorado, Wyoming, Utah. Excursion, Bates for Homeeeekere, Faro Refunded to Piu-cU«wer«. REDUCED PRICES-TEN YEARS TIME ONE.TENTH DOWN. B. A. McALLASTER, Land Coiiimlssiooer, OMAHA, Mr, p. B. Boss, Spencer, Iowa, Hied Ilia first »p- plloall on Way 11,18W), and It w»s ullowed Augjiat; 4, JS?' S h J 8 »PPllo»«on wiw i>endjn(f (n the Patent Offlo o 85 days, only, »ndwa« oonsVUerpd by the PW- Uw tuteroatcdtoberathor rapid worlt. Mr, Bow 11 lo d l)l« beponrt anplio^Mon July in, 1890; It WM acted upon July'« \mt w»* amended .Twly «t. "W, »n d allowed August 6.1890. TUls »pulW«0» w»» pendlfli In lUe Patent orHoe SS d»yV only, wjd In .w!thoi|tdo«bt tbp quickest tliue In wbloli cliaiilwl patent erernnw B«f»nj!»ed; .smeo Jot M 6 »o^? y WB 9 8ftm * ^N * ot Jr ° »PW»f ^'THE MIDDLE §0PXB" ^XXX'^^ 9 ^^'^^

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