Earlier text: SPIRITUALISM A SATANIC DELUSIONThe Judgment Hastens.
By J. Cross
MULTITUDES of honest Christian people are in error concerning the nearness, the nature, and the duration, of the day of Judgment. It is generally placed far in the unknown future, and regarded as a mere judicial proceeding, similar to that of an earthly tribunal, begun and ended in a day. And the blind guides teach their willing hearers and readers that the world is destined, by a gradual improvement, under gracious spiritual influences and higher forms of civilization, to glide into the kingdom of Christ; and that the earth, by the constant increase and diffusion of gospel light, converting the nations to Christianity, is to be filled with the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea. And the blindly-guided love to be deluded by such soothing strains, forgetting the Master's warning of the midnight approach and the startling summons; and they will not believe that the nations are ripening for doom, and that treasures of wrath are accumulating against the dreadful day; nor can they understand that anti-Christ and infidelity must perish in storms of mingled fire and blood, and all tyrannous thrones of men go down in an earthquake such as never yet rocked the globe, before the full establishment of Immanuel's universal and everlasting reign. And shall we continue to charm the popular ear with songs of millennial joys, when the Judge is even now at the door? Shall we still congratulate the church on her prospective gentle transition into the Canaan of perfect peace and righteousness, while there are seas of blood and continents of flame between her and the promised land? Shall we talk of long ages of tranquility and triumph on this miserable earth, where Satan reigns supreme and sin riots in unlimited license, while the dire prelude of vengeance is thundering over the nations, and the signal-trump of Armageddon is summoning them to the last conflict? Awake, awake, ye heralds of my God, and let the warning thrill the drowsy world—“Fear God, and give glory to him, for the hour of his Judgment is come!” The omens are everywhere—natural omens, and political omens, and ecclesiastical omens—omens commercial, and omens mechanical, and omens scientific and literary—omens in the heavens above, and on the earth beneath—in the air, and on the sea; the Moslem trembles for his approaching doom; and the hoary Mystagogue of the seven hills reels blindly toward the brink of the unsounded gulf; and men's hearts are failing them for fear, and for looking after those things which are coming on the earth; and falling thrones, and dissolving empires, and anarchy and revolution threatening all rule, and Anarchy with crimsoned hands and clotted hair shrieking through the visioned future—all are heralding Him “who shall judge the quick and the dead at his appearing and his kingdom.”—J. CROSS, D. D., in Banner of the Church. THE commencement of this sacred, delightful duty must often be attended by difficulties, where the head of the family has neglected it. “I have never done anything since I became a Christian,” writes one, “which required so much self-denial and which was so truly a bearing of the cross, as beginning family worship. I felt that it was my duty, from the time I devoted myself to the service of Christ, but its performance was so painful, that I shrank from it till day after day, and week after week, passed away without my attempting it. At length conscience remonstrated so loudly, and my conviction that it was a sin to neglect it was so strong, I determined to make the effort to perform it the next morning, cost what it would. It occasioned me a wakeful night. Again and again I implored strength from on high. I was constitutionally timid, and when the morning came was much agitated.” “Before breakfast, I said to my wife, ‘I feel, as if we ought to have prayer in the family. We all have souls to be saved, and need God’s blessing. I am sure you will not object to it.’ ‘No,’ she replied, but the tone in which she said it was not encouraging. When we rose from the breakfast table, it seemed to me the children had never been so noisy before, and it required an effort to request them to keep silence and be seated. They did so, but I felt their eyes were fixed wonderingly upon me. I took the large Bible from the shelf and sat down. I wished to preface the service with some remarks, but could not trust my voice, and I opened the book and read the first chapter that presented itself. I then knelt, and with a faltering voice began to address the Creator. But my hesitation soon passed off. I knew not why it was, but during the performance of this service my soul was so filled with thoughts of God’s goodness in permitting me to approach him, and to place myself and those dear to me under the shelter of his protecting love, that I forgot the presence of others, and poured out my heart in supplications for his blessing, with as much freedom and fervor as I had ever done in secret. When I arose, I perceived that my wife’s eyes were moistened with tears.” “The conflict was over—the duty was entered on—and the peace which follows the consciousness of having done right, came into my heart. Prayer with my beloved ones was no longer a burden, but a delightful privilege; and ere long I had the satisfaction of knowing that the heart of my companion ascended in full union with my own to the throne of grace. I can speak freely in my family of the value and sweetness of this service, and to many of them I believe the hour of prayer has become one of the most highly prized of all the day brings us.”—Sel. Since trifles make the sum of human things,
And half our misery from foibles springs,
Since life's best joys consist in peace and ease,
And few can save or serve, but all may please;
Oh! let the ungentle spirit learn from hence
A small unkindness is a great offense.
Large bounties to restore we wish in vain,
But all may shun the guilt of giving pain.
—Hannah More. “This is pleasant!” exclaimed a young husband, taking his seat in the rocking-chair as the supper things were removed. The fire glowing in the grate, revealed a pretty and neatly furnished sitting-room, with all the appliance of comfort. The fatiguing business of the day was over, and he sat enjoying what he had all day been anticipating, the delights of his own fireside. His pretty wife, Esther, took her work and sat down by the table. “It is pleasant to have a home of one’s own,” he again said, taking a satisfactory survey of his little quarters. The cold rain beat against the windows, and he thought he felt really grateful for all his present comforts. “Now if we only had a piano,” exclaimed the wife. “Give me the music of your own sweet voice before all the pianos in creation,” he observed, complimentarily; but he felt a certain secret disappointment that his wife’s thankfulness did not happily chime with his own. “Well, we want one for our friends,” said Esther. “Let our friends come to see us, and not to hear a piano,” exclaimed the husband. “But, George, everybody has a piano nowadays—we don’t go anywhere without seeing a piano,” persisted the wife. “And yet I don’t know what we want one for—you will have no time to play on one, and I don’t want to hear it.” “Why, they are so fashionable—I think our room looks nearly naked without one.” “I think it looks just right.” “I think it looks very naked—we want a piano shockingly,” protested Esther emphatically. The husband rocked violently. “Your lamp smokes, my dear,” said he, after a long pause. “When are you going to get a camphene lamp? I have told you a dozen times how much we need one,” said Esther pettishly. “These are very pretty lamps—I never can see by a camphene lamp,” said her husband. “These lamps are the prettiest of the kind I ever saw.” “But, George, I do not think our room is complete without a camphene lamp,” said Esther sharply. “They are so fashionable! Why, the Morgans and Millers, and many others I might mention, all have them; I am sure we ought to.” “We ought not to take pattern by other people’s expenses, and I don’t see any reason in that.” The husband moved uneasily in his chair. “We want to live as well as others,” said Esther. “We want to live within our means, Esther,” exclaimed George. “I am sure we can afford it as well as the Morgans, and Millers, and Thorns; we do not wish to appear mean.” George’s cheek crimsoned. “Mean! I am not mean!” he cried angrily. “Then we do not wish to appear so,” said the wife. “To complete this room, and make it look like other people’s we want a piano and camphene lamps.” “We want—we want!” muttered the husband, “there’s no satisfying woman’s wants, do what you may,” and he abruptly left the room. How many husbands are in a similar dilemma? How many houses and husbands are rendered uncomfortable by the constant dissatisfaction of a wife with present comforts and present provisions! How many bright prospects for business have ended in bankruptcy and ruin in order to satisfy this secret hankering after fashionable superfluities! Could the real cause of many failures be known, it would be found to result from useless expenditures at home—expenses to answer the demands of fashion and “what will people think?” “My wife has made my fortune,” said a gentleman of great possessions, “by her thrift, and prudence, and cheerfulness, when I was just beginning.” “And mine has lost my fortune,” answered his companion, “by useless extravagance and repining when I was doing well.” What a world does this open to the influence which a wife possesses over the future prosperity of her family! Let the wife know her influence and try to use it wisely and well. Be satisfied to commence on a small scale. It is too common for young housekeepers to begin where their mothers ended. Buy all that is necessary to work skillfully with; adorn your house with all that will render it comfortable. Do not look at richer homes, and covet their costly furniture. If secret dissatisfaction is ready to spring up, go a step further and visit the homes of the suffering poor; behold dark, cheerless apartments, insufficient clothing, and absence of all the comforts and refinements of social life, and then return to your own with a joyful spirit. You will then be prepared to meet your husband with a grateful heart, and be ready to appreciate the toil of self-denial which he has endured in the business world to surround you with the delights of home; and you will be ready to co-operate cheerfully with him in so arranging your expenses, that his mind will not be constantly harassed with fears lest his family expenses may encroach upon public payments. Be independent; a young housekeeper never needed greater moral courage than she does now to resist the arrogance of fashion. Do not let the A.’s and B.’s decide what you must have, neither let them hold the strings of your purse. You know best what you can and ought to afford. It matters but little what people think, provided you are true to yourself and family. She Is Unkind to Her Mother.
“My son,” said an aged father to his promising boy, as he discovered his increasing interest in the daughter of his neighbor,—“Weigh well this matter. I am an old man, and have not been an idle observer of the human family during my long life. One misstep taken now may ruin your prospects of happiness for this life; or so mar it as to render life almost undesirable. Many young men have made shipwreck of their peace by unadvisedly and injudiciously contracting an alliance of matrimony with women of bad dispositions.” “Why, father,” interrupted Charles, “you are putting me quite aback by speculating in so serious a manner, upon what I thought so agreeable a subject, as to excite my apprehensions and awaken my fears. I have not designedly kept anything secret from you; my visits to neighbor B.’s have all been known, and never disapproved of to my knowledge.” “No, my son,” continued the father, “you have not acted covertly or unfilially in this matter. This gives me increasing confidence in you. I have noticed, and with pain too, your oft-repeated visits to Mr. B.’s, and have as often desired to caution you, but have been waiting a suitable opportunity. The best evidence, I think, a father can give to his son of his love, and his confidence in him, is the plainness and candor with which he makes known to him his mind upon all subjects. To be honest, then, you must allow me to say that you are mistaken in Miss B.’s worthiness of your affections. She is not the young lady your imagination has painted. I am sure that you would not, upon this or any other subject, act in direct opposition to sentiments you have habitually expressed.” “Why, father,” exclaimed Charles, “you seem more and more serious.” “Have I not, my son, again and again heard you say that you would not marry any young lady who was unkind to her mother, or who was disrespectful to her?” “Yes, father,” hastily answered Charles, “those are my sentiments, and always will be; but I was not aware that there could be any application of them in the present case. Miss B. has always appeared exceedingly mild and pleasant when in my company, and always treated her mother, for aught I knew, with propriety.” “Ah, my son, your affection has thrown a mantle over her conduct. She has wounded her own mother’s feelings in the presence of us all. Old people look at these things dispassionately. Your mother and myself have often spoken, when alone, of Miss B.’s unkind treatment of her mother. We have seen her give her mother glances with her eyes, and make such tart answers, when she was not suited, as to cause our hearts to ache. Miss B. has too much sense, and values our esteem too much to come right out before us, and tell her mother to ‘hold her tongue;’ or that ‘she does not know what she is talking about;’ and such like. But her natural good sense had not power enough over her bad natural disposition to suppress those glances, those intonations of voice, and those short answers which her too sensitive mother understood.” “But, father, Mary has much to contend with. Her mother, you know, is not the most intelligent woman in the world; and this sometimes is very mortifying to her daughter. Mary, having been sent abroad, and becoming educated in a very superior manner, finds it sometimes a very difficult task to put up with her mother’s lack of modern improvements.” “That argument, Charles,” rejoined the father, “if of any weight, goes directly against Miss B., because she should be the more tender and forbearing, kind and respectful to her mother, so as to hide, if possible, her imperfections. It is a hard case, my son, that a daughter, because she has had superior advantages, and become more accomplished than her mother, should set herself above her. In those very advantages and accomplishments should be laid the basis of heartfelt gratitude, respect and affection. What! treat her own mother with unkindness and neglect in company, especially before those in whose eyes she should endeavor to exalt her? Who was it, Charles, that watched over Mary from her earliest infancy, bore with the fretfulness and troublesomeness of her early childhood? Who was it that guarded her health, watched over her by day and by night, and often again, with maternal tenderness and anxiety, listened whether she breathed in health? Who was it, that wept when Mary’s skin was hot, her breath feverish, and her pulse quick and hard? Who was it that bathed her temples, prepared for her every little delicacy, and hung over her as an angel ministering to her wants? Whose eyes were those that beamed with delight as Mary gradually arose from her sick bed, and became restored to health? And last, though not the least, who was it that bowed with Mary at the throne of grace, when her little lips could scarcely articulate, and taught her to lisp the name of Jesus? Was it not her own mother? The same mother she can now treat with neglect and unkindness. Beware, my son! We know Miss B. is unquestionably a young lady of fine talents, and superior education. She has a fine, commanding person. She is of a highly respectable genteel family. All these things are desirable. But she lacks one thing, an amiable disposition—she is unkind to her mother; and my experience has always taught me that an unkind daughter habitually makes an unkind wife.” Going to Press.
By I. N. Carman
[WM. A. JONES, foreman of the composing-room of the New Orleans Times, died some time since. Just before his death he became conscious for a moment, and in that gleam, dwelling upon the habit of his life, he suddenly exclaimed: “The ads. are all right, Sherman, lock up the forms and let’s go to press.”] Fellow-man, a moment linger
On the dying printer’s speech;
For it bears a weighty lesson,
Our unheeding hearts to teach. Day by day thou art composing
What a universe shall read;
Type to type art ceaseless setting,
As thou addest deed to deed. Ah, how surely life’s full columns,
When the hand that set them lies
Fixed in an unbroken stillness,
Their composer advertise. Soon the forms are locked forever,
Changeless shall th’ impression be;
Scan thy proofs in time, O printer;
Thou art near eternity. Are the “ads.” all right, composer?
Art thou standing justified?
Ready now for the great Judgment,
Its unfoldings to abide? So shalt thou, as night advances,
Greet th’ unstaying Pressman’s call;
Then await the morn eternal,
Publishing thy life to all. —REV. I. N. CARMAN, in Christian Standard. In a remote field stood a large tulip tree, apparently of a century’s growth, and one of the most gigantic of this species of tree. It looked like the father of the surrounding forest. A single tree of huge dimensions, standing alone, is a sublime object. On the top of the tree, for years, an old eagle, commonly called the fishing eagle, had built her nest every year, and unmolested, raised her young. What is remarkable, this tree stood full ten miles from the sea-shore. It had long been known as the “Old Eagle-Tree.” On a warm sunny day, the workmen were hoeing corn in an adjoining field. At a certain hour of the day, the old eagle was known to set off for the sea-side, to gather food for her young. As she this day returned with a large fish in her claws, the workmen surrounded the tree, and by yelling and hooting and throwing stones, so scared the poor bird that she dropped the fish, and they carried it off in triumph. The men soon dispersed; Joseph sat under a bush near by, to watch and bestow unavailing pity. The eaglets at once set up a cry for food, so shrill, so clear, and so clamorous, that the boy was greatly moved. The parent bird seemed to try to soothe them; but their appetites were too keen, and it was all in vain. She then perched herself on a limb near them, and looked down into the nest, with a look that seemed to say, “I know not what to do next.” But her indecision was momentary. Again she poised herself, uttering one or two sharp notes as if telling them to “be still,” balanced her body, spread her wings, and was away again for the sea. Joseph now determined to see the result. His eyes followed her till she grew small, smaller—a mere speck in the sky, and then disappeared. She was gone nearly two hours, about double her usual time for a voyage, when she again returned, on a slow, weary wing, flying uncommonly low, in order to have a heavier atmosphere to sustain her, with another fish in her talons. On nearing the field, she made a circuit around to see if her enemies were there again. Finding the coast clear, she once more reached the tree, drooping, faint, and evidently, nearly exhausted. Again the eaglets set up their cry, which was soon hushed by the distribution of a dinner, such as—save cooking—a king might admire. “Glorious bird!” cried the boy, in ecstasy, and alone; “what a spirit! Others can sing more sweetly; others can scream more loudly, but what other bird, when persecuted and robbed, when weary and discouraged, when so far from the sea, would do what thou hast done? I will learn a lesson from thee to-day. I will never forget hereafter, that when the spirit is determined, it can do almost anything. Others would have drooped the head, and mourned over the cruelty of man, and sighed over the wants of the nestlings; but thou, by once recovering the lost, hast forgotten all. I will learn of thee noble bird, I will remember this, and I will set my mark high. I will try to do something, and to be something in the world; and I will never yield to discouragement.” Swine’s Flesh Forbidden in the Word of God.
AMONG the unclean beasts in almost universal use as food in our time is the swine. We speak particularly of this because of its nature and very common and abundant use by Christians. These profess to receive the word of God as a rule of faith and practice, and yet that very word says of the swine, “It is unclean unto you. Ye shall not eat of their flesh, nor touch their dead carcass.” Deut. 14:8. If it be said that this prohibition is Jewish, and, therefore, not binding upon Christians, then we reply:— 1. The distinction between the clean beasts and the unclean, recognized at the flood, long before the existence of a single Jew, was established upon the very character of God’s living creatures. This distinction received the sanction of law in the days of Moses; not, however, because God would have an arbitrary rule for the Jews for sixteen centuries, but because those things forbidden were of themselves unclean, and abominable for man to use as food. 2. The character of the swine is plainly given as the reason why the Hebrews should not eat of it, nor touch the dead carcass. “It is unclean unto you.” With this agree the words of the prophet, which class swine’s flesh with the broth of abominable things. If it be said that these words were given through Jewish prejudice, then we reply that it is the great God that speaks. He changes not and never speaks from prejudice. Hear him:— “I have spread out my hands all the day unto a rebellious people, which walketh in a way that was not good, after their own thoughts; a people that provoketh me to anger continually to my face; that sacrificeth in gardens, and burneth incense upon altars of brick; which remain among the graves, and lodge in the monuments, which eat swine’s flesh, and broth of abominable things is in their vessels.” Isa. 65:2–4. “For, behold, the Lord will come with fire, and with his chariots like a whirlwind, to render his anger with fury, and his rebuke with flames of fire; for by fire and by his sword will the Lord plead with all flesh; and the slain of the Lord shall be many. They that sanctify themselves, and purify themselves in the gardens, behind one tree in the midst [marginal reading, one after another] eating swine’s flesh, and the abomination, and the mouse, shall be consumed together, saith the Lord.” Chap. 66:15–17. The candid reader, after a careful examination of the chapters from which we have quoted, will entertain doubts as to their application to the Jewish age. In fact, it is evident that they apply to the present age, and that the last quotation, with its threatened judgment for sins, such as eating swine’s flesh, applies definitely to the close of the present age. Dr. Adam Clarke once said that if he were to offer a burnt-offering to the devil, he should choose a pig stuffed with tobacco. And when invited to ask the blessing at the table, he used these words: “Lord, bless this bread, these vegetables and this fruit; and if thou canst bless under the gospel what thou didst curse under the law, bless this swine’s flesh.” God said of the flesh of swine in the days of Moses: “It is unclean unto you.” What change can have taken place to make it clean, and a proper article of food for Christians? Has God changed his mind on the subject? Has man so changed that what was unclean as an article of food for the Hebrews has become clean to Christians? Or, has the change taken place in the nature of the pork? Has the change from the Jewish dispensation improved the nature of hogs? Did the death of the Son of God sanctify the swine? And does the freedom of the world-wide proclamation of the glorious gospel of Jesus Christ give liberty to Christians to eat those things which were an abomination if eaten by the Hebrews? “But, did not God make the swine?” We reply, that he did; and that he also made dogs, cats, rats, mice, and toads; not, however, for Christians to eat. “Then for what was the swine made?” We may not fully understand why God made rats, lizards, hogs, and rattlesnakes. And we are very grateful that we are not obliged to eat all the brutes and reptiles for which we cannot definitely assign other uses. But swine’s grease is used extensively to lubricate carriage and railroad car wheels. And the swine’s nature and taste adapt him to the work of a scavenger, to gather up the filth, and thus prevent impurities in the atmosphere. The swine delights in filth. He revels in it. He is happiest when nearly buried in it, or satisfying his vile taste with most horrible rottenness. If, by chance, he meets a fellow swine that has lain dead a week, until the carcass has become a blackened mass of putrefaction, he will delight his taste, fatten on carrion, and hold jubilee. He devours that with the keenest relish which is most in harmony with his gross nature. And, more, the swine is an absorbent. Through his lungs, and the pores of his skin, he takes in miasma, as a sponge absorbs water. His taste and his smell are in harmony with the most abhorrent rottenness. As a scavenger, the swine takes into his brute system, from the filth he eats, and from the corruptions he delights to breathe, until every particle of him contains the deadly infection. And then, Christian men and women, in their turn, do him the honor to become scavengers to the swine, in serving up the flesh of his abominable dead carcass as an article of food. And how very careful and prudent these Christian people are not to waste any portion of the precious swine. They will use his heels, where issue the grossest secretions from his corrupted blood, and his snout, which never blushed or turned aside when coming in contact with the most disgusting corruptions, for souse. Some will recognize more of the delicious in a roasted pig’s tail than in a pint of ripe strawberries. And lest a precious scrap of the swine should be left, they even use his miserable intestines for sausage cases. The terrible influence of swine-eating upon the human system is beyond description. The word scrofula, which represents a nearly universal disease in our day, the almost endless varieties of the taint of which may be named legion, comes from the Latin word scrofa, which signifies “a breeding sow,” the mother of abominations. And it may be a question whether the word, or the terrible disease signified by it, would have had existence, had man never eaten swine’s flesh. The very character and disposition of the swine accords with his gross habits and diseased flesh. We do not say that the moral evil of swine-eating is proportionate to the physical; but we do say that the very close connection of physical and mental, of matter and mind, would lead one to conclude that the moral evil would run nearly parallel with the physical ruin. At least, the character of the swine is illy complimented by the poor devils, as Christ was about to cast them out of the man from the tombs, who, seeking their affinity, “besought him, saying, If thou cast us out, suffer us to go away into the herd of swine.”—Health Reformer. RELIGIOUS NEWS AND NOTES.
—The pope received the American pilgrims May 24. —There are 17,000 hymns known to exist in the English language. —There are 1,050 charitable institutions in London, with an income of over $20,500,000. —There is a Young Men's Christian Association at Yokohama, Japan, with 43 members. —An Exchange says that “Spiritualism in the United States has sent 16,000 persons to the Insane Asylum.” —There were 5,661 Bibles and Testaments distributed by the New York Bible Society, during the month of April. —The National Baptist Sunday-School Convention recently met in Boston. Delegates from all parts of the country were present. —Mr. Moody preached 100 times, and Mr. Sankey sang 300 times in Boston, during their recent series of meetings, which continued thirteen weeks and one day. —An Eastern paper says that five hundred Mormons are about to leave St. George, Utah, for Sonora, Mexico, where they have been promised perfect religious toleration and large grants of land. —Father Bollig, a Jesuit who is said to be able to speak fifty-five languages, has been appointed by Pope Pius IX., keeper of the Vatican Library, in place of the late Cardinal Mezzofanti. Bollig is the first Jesuit who ever filled the place. —In the year 1847, when “ragged schools,” as they were called, were first started in Edinburgh, five per cent of the jail prisoners were children under fourteen years of age, or 315 out of 5,734. Three years later there were only 56 out of 5,869, or less than one per cent. —Protestant Christianity is making rapid progress in Mexico. There are at the present time 125 Protestant congregations, 11 churches, and 99 halls of worship. There are free day schools and 28 evening schools, 50 orphanages and 2 theological seminaries. Six presses are employed in the publication of religious matter. —There are twenty-five Bible societies in Germany. The most important one of them is the Prussian in Berlin. It has 162 auxiliary societies that support it. It was founded in 1814, and has distributed more than 4,000,000 copies of the Bible. Besides these the British Bible society is operating in Germany, and has depositories in Frankfort and Berlin. —Rev. Dr. Robert Cotton Mather, for forty years a missionary of the London Missionary Society in Northern India, for upwards of twenty years editor of the Monthly Journal in Hindoostanee, translator of the commentary of the Annotated New Testament, has recently died. At the time of his death he was engaged in writing a commentary in Hindoostanee on the Old Testament. He was one of that school of Indian missionaries who have been deservedly distinguished for their learning, their ability and their extraordinary enthusiasm and zeal. —The Salt Lake Tribune's San Pete correspondent says that a reliable business man of that county writes as follows: The Mormons in this county are not only drilling, but all the white settlers have been ordered out of Thistle valley to make room for the Indians. There are now between five and six hundred of them here, and more are arriving almost daily. Nearly all are well armed. When Brigham Young passed through San Pete a month ago he said he wanted all the Mormons in Thistle valley to move out to make room for the Indians, as he expected to gather 10,000 of them there to do the will of the Lord. It is openly preached here that the Indians will, before the summer is gone, rid the country of every Gentile and apostate. Great excitement prevails among the outsiders, and if something is not done by the authorities soon they may have another Mountain Meadows butchery. Governor Emery has had his attention called to the fact, and is making preparations to move in the premises. —Diaz has been elected president of Mexico. —The harbor at Shediac, New Brunswick, is still blockaded by ice. —During the month of April, 20,739,000 postal cards were issued. —Prince Bismarck has been suddenly recalled by Emperor William. —During the last week rains have been general throughout the State. —Virginia spends over $300,000 a year for the education of the negroes. —Seven persons were crushed to death, May 22, at Chester, Pa., while launching a steamer. —Eighty-six persons were injured by the explosion of a balloon, May 21, at Hull, England. —For nearly 425 years Constantinople has remained undisturbed in the possession of the Turks. —Berlin is the fourth city in Europe and the ninth in the world in point of population; there being 1,000,309 inhabitants. —They are having a drought in Brazil. It is feared but a small portion of the crops in the upper provinces will be saved. —There was recently a violent hail and thunder storm in portions of New England. In some places the crops are much damaged. —One thousand barrels of adulterated vinegar, lately received at Washington from Chicago, have been seized by order of the Board of Health. —Thirty persons were recently drowned by the wreck of a vessel plying between Adelaide and Albany Isles, off the north-east coast of Australia. —The Permanent Exhibition at Philadelphia was formally opened May 10, in the audience of 75,000 persons. President Hayes and ex-President Grant were present. —The steamer Collier, of Harrisburgh, collided with the schooner Marietta Tilton, of Cross Rip, on the night of May 16. The schooner was sunk in a few minutes. Five lives were lost. —General Grant and party arrived at Queenstown, May 27, and started for Liverpool Sunday evening. —The rolling mill at Youngstown, Pa., was burned on the night of May 26. Loss, $100,000. Three hundred men were thrown out of employment. —The boiler of the steamer Sidonian, exploded at sea, killing the captain and six others. It is the first accident of the kind which is known to have occurred on board an Atlantic steamship. —The investigation of the New York Custom House shows that twenty per cent more men are employed than there is any call for, and a large proportion of them are incompetent and inefficient. —A hurricane swept over the village of St. Hyppolite, Canada, a short time ago. The new Catholic church and several houses were blown down. Two men were killed, and two badly wounded. —Creswell, North Carolina, was recently destroyed by fire. But little insurance was held in the town by property-holders, and the greatest distress prevails. All the mails in the postoffice were destroyed. —About 500 brickmakers at Haverstraw, N. Y., struck for higher wages May 23. The men went from yard to yard compelling those willing to work for present rates to join them. May 24, they were caused to disperse by the militia. —President Hayes recently unveiled the statue of Fitz Green Halleck in Central Park. In the absence of John G. Whittier, his ode written for the occasion was read by Gen. J. G. Wilson, and an address was delivered by Wm. Allen Butler. —The heaviest bell in the United States is in the tower of the new church at Notre Dame, Ind. Its weight is 15,400 pounds. When raised only one foot from the ground it was heard a distance of twenty-four miles. This mammoth bell was cast at Le Mans, France, some years ago. —St. Stephen, New Brunswick, was on the 14th inst. visited by a destructive fire which swept away the greater part of the business portions of the city. Five wharves were burned, the railway station, telegraph office, 46 stores, 40 dwellings and many other buildings. The total loss is estimated at $250,000. —A terrible storm visited Marion, Ind., May 21. Houses were unroofed, trees uprooted and fences destroyed. A brick church nine miles north of Marion was destroyed, which was at the time filled with people attending services. The roof was uplifted and the walls fell in, burying the inmates. One man was killed, and ten or fifteen seriously injured. —An official French document recently made public, which purports to give only the real estate held by, or in trust for, the ex-Empress Eugenie and her son, rates the Paris property at $1,065,000, on which there are mortgages to the extent of $240,000. Her other estates are valued at a like sum, on which an incumbrance of $200,000 exists. Other members of the Bonaparte family also hold a large amount of property in various countries. The personal property of the imperial exiles is variously estimated, varying from $5,000,000 to $15,000,000. —The Harvard college library now has 227,650 volumes, and Yale 114,200. The Harvard library has doubled in the last 20 years, and has received several munificent presents. Charles Sumner gave it during his life, 350 maps, 1300 volumes and 20,000 pamphlets, besides leaving it his own library of 40,000 volumes at his death. Charles Francis Adams gave it in 1866, 48 English works relating to the rebellion. The library has 178 of Jared Spark's manuscripts, and the manuscript and books used by Prescott in writing “Ferdinand and Isabella.” Some of the manuscripts date back to the 12th and 13th centuries, and one to the 9th. Obituary Notice.
By W. M. HEALEY
“I will ransom them from the power of the grave; I will redeem them from death.” Hosea 13:14. DIED, of consumption, near Dixon, Solano Co., Cal., May 15, 1877, Sister Dora Perry, aged fourteen years and ten months. Sister Dora embraced the present truth last winter, and has fallen asleep in the hope of a part in the first resurrection. The funeral services were held in the tent at Dixon, and words of comfort and hope were spoken by the writer to a large congregation, from Rev. 20:6. “Cursed be he that doeth the work of the Lord deceitfully,” (margin, negligently). Jer. 48:10. $2.00 EACH. V S Northey 4-13, A Hansen 4-15, F A Brown 4-16, Geo Hinkins 4-16, Wm Bonds 4-13, J Crandall 4-20, A H Wills 4-20, Wm L Vance 4-20, S Rider 4-20, E H Tefft 4-14, E G Witter 4-17, G G Green 4-13, Josiah Witter 4-20, Mrs B A Allen 4-5, Mrs L N Miller 4-20, Mrs Geo Squire 4-16, Mrs H Andrews 4-20, Dexter Daniels 4-7, Thomas Guffy 3-11, W W Conklin (on 8 copies) 3-25, Sarah E Barr 4-20. $1.50 EACH. Mrs J W Beckwith 4-20, Samuel Baker 4-20, Mrs P Dallas 4-20, S Alwin 4-20, Russel Grant 4-20, Isaac Schenck 4-20, A W Bunyan 4-20, Mrs Alice White 4-20, Joel Morey 4-20, A J Gardner 4-20, Solon Greenwood 4-20, Edwin Howard 4-20, E S Gamble 4-20, J H Cottrell 4-20, Alanson Brown 4-20, Henry Marsh 4-20, Mrs J F Hardiman 4-20, P S Gaskill 4-20, Sarah A Huyett 4-20, Lizzie Walker 4-16, Frank Leininger 4-20, Mrs Mary Wilson 4-20, John Tretter 4-20, Wm Wallace 4-20, R R Clubb 4-20, Ella O Osborn 4-20, Mrs E M Fuller 4-20, C O Putnam 4-20, Ira G Demson 4-20, L E V Coon 4-3, E B Potts 4-20, Thomas Whitford 4-20, Wm H Todd 4-20, Geo H Cook 4-20, Philip H Creasey 4-20, J C Blair 4-20, Higley McEnterfer 4-20, Charles Anderson 4-1, Wm Bradley 4-20, Ash R Rice 4-20, Antoinette Gillett 4-20, Mrs Amelia Shield 4-20, John Gibbs 4-20. R McFadden 20c 3-20, Lillie Train $12.00 (8 copies) 4-20, Mrs A T Hibbard 1.00 3-44, S H Peck 1.00 3-30, W H Dewall 1.00 3-44, Mary A Tartar 75c 3-44, E A Curtis 50c 3-31, Hiram Patch 21.00 (14 copies) 4-20, E B Gaskill 7.50 (5 copies) 4-20, J J Cottrell 7.50 (5 copies) 4-20, Wesley Taylor 75c 3-44, J Q Foy 6.00 (4 copies) 4-20, Maria West 3.00 (2 copies) 4-20, Mrs Clara Bryant 6.00 (on 8 copies) 4-3, Mrs O P Johnson 1.00 3-44, A Poulsen 50c 3-36, Wm Burgess 1.00 3-44, Samuel Sisson 75c 3-44, Nellie F Heald 3.00 (2 copies) 4-20, J M Rannells 4.00 (8 copies) 3-36, John Hatch 12.00 (8 copies) 4-17, W H Hafer 18.00 (12 copies) 4-20, Mary Miller 12.00 (8 copies) 4-20, Mrs E G Potter 10.00 (40 copies) 3-28, W B Dailey 1.00 (6 copies) 3-22, Martha Parks 75c 3-44, W M Society 37.50 (25 copies) 4-20, F H Chapman 1.00 (on 8 copies) 3-23, A E Marvin 1.00 (8 copies) 3-25, Silva Ferrin 50c 3-32, Ella Warren 27.00 (18 copies) 4-20, James Stiles 18.00 (12 copies) 4-20, A T Bucknam 1.00 4-4. Cash Received on Account.
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