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WINE IS A MoCKEn. E

The drink habit is often quickly and easily
formed. How insidiously it grows upon men:
It steals In upon men as slyly as the fox, and
when it gets a man In It's full power It
tosses him about like strong hon. We once
read OF a young rabbit that slipped into 9
garden of cabbages. The garden was tnclosed
with wire fence. The young rabbit had @
good and jolly time in that garden as he
feasted daily on the luscious cabbage. He
had heard Of the danger OF traps and wire
fences, but he did not. seem to see any I'M
mediate danger around him, 80 he concluded
to remain ali summer in that delightful place.
The more he ate Of the cabbage the larger ne
grew. He never dreamed that he might grow
too large to get out through the hole he came
In at But that was just precisely the danger
that was soon to overtake him. he fattened
daily upon the delicious food He soon be-
came as large as q grown rabbit, but the only
hole of escape didn't grow It larger. One
day he heard tho football OF O 1hen coming into
his garden, and he concluded he would slip
out and disappear In the bushy swamp. SO
he ran to the hole he came in at, and 10 and
behold, his body had grown entirely too
large to squeeze out through 1t. Now whatI
All, he is 80 surrounded by the wire net as to
fall an easy prey to the owner OF the garden
He was caught and killed.
The application to the dram drinker Is easy.
Every dram he drinks is putting up the wire
fence of the confirmed habit Of drunkenness.
His appetite is growing insensibly. Like the
rabbit. he has q jolly time for awhile and
sees no sign of danger. After while some
thing occurs which alarms him about his
safety. He resolves to get out of his wire
fence Of dram drinking, but 10 he finds that
his liquor appetite has grown from babe to
a giant, holding him firmly in the grasp.
This simple parable tells the story Of thou
sands who are to-day passive slaves to the
wine cup. "Wine is q mocker," and O cum
ming deceiver.
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it you will be equipped to combat the
Chicago man in all his arguments and
do the triumphant departing yourself,
leaving him disconsolate with the
knowledge that even at pig sticking he
is only second rater.
All the pigs that we stick, of course,
are Western stock, most of them from
. the suburbs of Chicago. They get to
the abattoir, which is on thew bank
of the Hackensack River, by. three
railroads. There are thousand or so
of them in the pens all the time, but
no pig ever stays longer than the time
than it takes him to eat and digest one
square meal. That is long enough for
him to get over the excitement Of his
railroad journey. Then he starts on
another journey, and once he starts he
never stops until the end. The Sun
reporter and the able artist who drew
the accompanying pictures selected as
the representative to be specially
watched in this final journey, a fine,
brown-haired gentleman pig, fat and
good natured, as will be seen by this
portrait.
He came down the alley from the
pen ,Eith forty companions with o
driver armed with a sharp stick and
yelling "Ho. ho! Hay, hay, yo"
after them. Mr.. Pig was slow. The
driver poked him and repeated the
slogan. '.Ho. hol Hay, hay, yo"
which means "Get along; hurry up" !"
At the end of the alley the whole forty
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al, and so on, fabbergasting him by
naming three to his one, and then he
says, "Well, We have got better res
taurants than you have" You name
seven or eight toshis one, and then he
mentions this, that and the other fee
bic Chicago imitation, until finally he
comes to pig sticking, and then you
take off your hat, honestly believing
that he has you whipped on that one
thing. But he hasn't, and he never
has had, and he probably never will.
You don't know that he hasn't merely
because there are. 80 many more pleas
ant things to look at than sbattoirs in
this neighhorhood that you have ue-
elected toinform yourself. Pig sticking
places being Chicago's chief. amuse-
ment houses, the Chicago man can't
very well help being informed about
the business, and he leaves you in
triumph to convince the next Eastern
man that Chicago excels in at least one
thing. o: This story and the accompany
ing Illustrations will fully make up for
your neglect, and when you have read
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TEMPERANCE NEWS AND NOTES.

The temperance people OF Muskegon,
Mich, are building $4,000 temple.
The W. C. T. u. OF Pittsburg, Penn, have
had a '.coTee wagon" made to accompany
the city fire department.
One of the most hopeful signs OF the steady
advance of Prohibition sentiment Is to be
found among collegiate young men.
in the present English House Of Commons
there are five Good Tcmp!Grs. and 1t IS be-
licved that the number OF members Who are
total abstaincrs is about sixty.
Mrs. Helen L. Bullock. National W. c. T.
u. Organizer. has added 500 to the member
ship Of the Woman's Christian Temperance
Union during her recent series OF engage
ments in the Southern States.
The w. C. r. u, of North Carolina, have
purchased plot Of ground at Waynesville.
upon which they will erect suitable struc-
ture for tho Mary Allen West School sof
Methods. Miss Willard has contributed S25
to the project.
According 70 Rev. DR.. Dawson Burns, OF
London, who is standard authority on
temperance questions, the Irish spend S11
per head, the Scotch S15.14 per head, and
the English S19.16 per head for liquors
annually This upsets some old and general
notions on the subject Of the drinking habits
Of different Nations.
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on pig death signs. The end of the
track is directly over huge tank of
scalding water. The dropper stands
there. He loosens the hook in which
the pigs leg is fast the moment the
animal is dead. Mr.. Pig was declared
dead in thirty-eight seconds.
At 8 20 :02 he took the next step In
final journey. The picture shows him
entering the scalding water. Two men,
armed with long sticks, are on plat
form by the tub, poking in the water
and driving along the bodies to big
open scoop or lift which is at the end
of the tank. This scoop is worked by
machinery. A heavy weight holds it
down in the water until the body of a
pig poked down from the dropping
point floats over it. Then a lever is
pulled and the scoop comes up. catch
ing the pig and tossing it over on the
scraping board. MIR. Pig reached the
scoop in ffty-eight seconds at 8 :23.
Having been tossed out, two men
seized him by the fore and hind legs.
The hot water had made the hair loose,
and they slide their hands down over
the legs and strip them clean, while q
third man fastens another hook into
the hole in the throat made by the
sticker. Another lever is pulled, and
the chain is wound up, pulling the pig
into the official scraper. Mr.. Pig
entered it one second after he left the
water. The official scrsper from the
outside looks like high boiler. The
interior is lined all around with spring
cups. The pig as he is pulled up
presses these cups apart, and they
press against him hard enough to take
take nearly all the hair off his body.
Mr.. Pig had gone twenty-five feet to
the top of this official scraper in ex-
actly ten seconds.
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efforts to escape. Once in awhile they
get out of the little pen. Once out,'
they are not got back in q hurry.
There is another pen near the small
one, which is filed with pigs. Itholds
three times as many pigs as the other,
and into it the escaping pig goes.
When the small pen is empty it is
filed again from this pen, and this pen;
again is filed from the alley. It is re-
lated that one pig which escaped from
the small pen succeeded in living in'
this other pen whole week before he
WAS finally driven to death. He had
nothing to eat in the meantime.
The movement of the pork toward
town begins at 10 o'clock in the even,
ing. Train load after train load is
dragged into the depot, and then un-
loaded on trucks drawn by four or six
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A Wonderful Piece of Carving.

One of the greatest works of Henry
vorbruggen is the carved pulpit of the
grand parochial church at Brussels I
The whole design is an allegorical
scene. At the base are Adam and Eve,
life size, expelling the angel, while
grim Death himself may be seen how
erine in the rear. The first pair bear
upon their shoulders hollow globe,
the cavity being the place where the
preacher stands while delivering his
sermons. From the globe rises tree
sustaining canopy, which in turn sup
ports two figures, one of an angel and
the other OF a female representing
Truth. Above all this is the Virgin
and the infant Jesus crushing the ser
pcnt's head with @ cross.-St Louis
Republic
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lamps and, gss-jets shown through the
windows of tenements below.
DO you see them2" asked Bloom i'm
patiently.
Il see something white. believe it'a
them"
I'll 20 for them!"
NO! Wait here! I'll be back soon!"
Sears rushed frantically forward, un-
locked the outer door, and rushed forth
You propose to stay and be duped as
have been?"
do II Not much! I can't trust al
with that fortunel"
A moment later and he had rushed
down after his companion. taking the
precaution, however, to lock the door.
'Kyland, Hyland!' cried Cole. Rouse
yourself!"
The detective, thus appealed to, sprang
to his feet, and, with something Of his
old-time intelligence, looked wonderinglJ
around.
Unlock these handouts! Quick, OF
we're lost!"
Hyland looked at the steel bracelets
and began cropping in his pocket.
In moment he had produced small
key, with which he was trying to unlock
the manacles.
In vain his efforts, however. His hands
we're clumsy, his sight seemed defective,
md he was unable to insert the key.
Our hero uttared groan Of anguish as
he realized the utter impotency Of his
unfortunate companion.
Let me try"
At these words, Cole turned, expecting
to see the mocking face of one OF his
enemies.
Instead, however, he was confronted
by the man who had SO strenuously in
sisted that he was near relatiTe-Jerry
Moore.
Without another word the dwarf, who
had appeared from behind the bed where
he had been in hiding, snatched the di.
minutive Key from the nerveless hand OF
moved and thrown the fetters to the floor.
How come you here?" asked Dole, AZ
soon as he had recovered somewhat from
his profound astonishment.
sIfollowed them in. I've been watch
ing 'em all day. I'm slick, am"
whats to be done?"
This way!"
Jerry rushed into the adjoining room,
followed BY Cole, who was half guiding,
half dragging Hyland after him.
Producing number Of false keys. the
guide thrust one of them into the lock OF
q door connecting with still another
room.
He turned the piece of steel around
and paused, with his hand on the knob.
Il wouldn't do this said he, not for
anyone livin' 'cept my own flesh and
blood-little NIFTY Moore"
With this he threw open the door, and
pushed his two companions forward.
The two uttered Simultaneous cry OF
astonishment.
Then our hero sprung forward and
caught in his arms the pale, futtering
form of the girl he loved above all on
earth-the beautiful Berenice St. Cyr.
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TTT::T77T.T7!71 t III.
MR. PIG. 20 :02.

At 8 :23:10 he was seen swinging out
and coming down tail first on the end
of the chain. The picture shows him,
and it also shows what happened inthe
next few seconds. He was seized by
the scuttlers. They were armed with
hand cups. While boy unfastened
the chain and hook from his throat,
the scuttlers ran their hand cups over
him, taking off what hair there was
left. They were still at it when the
hook was loose, and Mr.. Pig began
sliding down the inclined and slippery
boards He slid to the BARRIERS or
shavers. 1t is their business to shave
off all the bristles that haven't come of
with the hair.
Mr.. Pig didn't stop with them.
They had knives which operated with
incredible swiftness. As he slid by
the knives reached every part OF his
body and every bristle was shaved OF.
At the end of the inclined plane
stood two men known as hangers up:
When Mr.. Pig reached them one seized
him about the body and held him
down while the other fastened wood
brace with hook on the end between
his hind legs in such manner that the
legs we're spread wide apart. The
hook and brace were equipped with a
wheel which was on another suspended
track, and as soon as Mr.. Pig was fast
he began another ride of twenty feet
to a platform on which stood two men
with knives. He was split and dressed
in three seconds after he reached them,
and at 8 "a 10 he had passed the men
and had reached the washer.
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dashed through little opening to a
very small pen, in which stood man
with an armful of hooks handy. This
was exactly 8 o'clock 21 minutes and
% seconds. The man grabbed hook
with remarkable dexterity he had the
chain attached to the off hind leg and
the hook attached to winding chain.
A man who worked the winding chain
pulled the lever. Mr.. Pig emitted a
squeal thet was heard across the river.
The second picture shows him at
8 81 :23, just one second after his por-
trait was taken. As he went up, the
chain swinging free, he banged against
the side of the building. Perhaps it
stunned him, but it wasn't meant to.
He stoppe squealing a moment. At the
top of the hook, which was around his
lec, was another hook, in which there
Mas a metal wheel. AS he came even
with the man at the lever the upper
hook was fitted to u sloping track sus-
pended from the roof, and along this
track Mr.. Pig started head down.
All this was good deal quicker than
it takes to tell it, for at 81 "a, two
seconds after his portrait was taken, he
was opposite the official sticker, who
stood on a raised platform, and, as Mr..
Pig came along, grabbed him by the
ear, twisted him into proper position,
and jabbed the keen bladed knife Tito
his throat at just the proper point to
sever the main artery. Mr.. Pig emitted
q soueal more terrific than any before,
the official sticker let 60 Of his ear, and
he started down the track again kicking
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he waited then Just q second. until the
next victim was ready. Then he was
pushed on ten feet further. Hi.
weight had been registered above. A
man with long iron hook and handle
fastened the hook to the wood and
dragged him out of the building on q
third suspended track to waiting car
where you see him at 8 "a 20 at the
end of his journey, as pork. Exactly;
three minutes elapsed from the time
his first portrait was taken until the
artist caught his last. That beats Chi
cago, and the work was good deal
better done, for in Chicago they don't
clean the hair from the legs, and the
washing is not as perfect. r
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MR.. FIG, :23 10.

Four hundred pigs are killed every
hour Of the twenty-four at this pig-i
sticking establishment. That is more
than six a minute, and only one sticker
works at time. he isa champion. i
Not the least interesting thing about
the business is the blind stupidity with
which the pigs rush into the fatal PEN
and the quickness with which they dis
cover their mistake and make vain
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CHAPTER Xxx.

stAnt our hero was by his side. DE, too,
bad of late been sadly shorn OF his
strength, but between them the task was
easily accomplished.
This done. the detective stopped over
began tearing up the carpet.
A moment later he had removed small
section of the flooring and disclosed an
opening beneath, into which he began
cropping with his hand.
A moment later he uttered a crv OF
pleasure. and held up buudle Of folded
pspers, held together by q rubber band.
These Cole sa2erly examined.
They're the bonds - fifty-nine OF
thAmE cried he.
THAT'S eoodl' said Hyland
Where did you procure themp"
; That's what bothers me. I'm trying
to think. but somehow I can't.
A shade of disappointment crossed our
beIo's face. BE hsd fondly hoped that
the finding Of the bonds would quite re,
store the officers shattered nina and
provide the means for his own vindlca-
tion from the awful charge resting upon
b'm like q hideous funeral pail, and
bring to justice the real murderers.
Nobody thinks y stole them, guessP"
queried the detective.
Eerta'njy NOT.
Cole Winters had no sooner said this
than he realized that he had made o
serious mistake. The anxious look dis
appeared from the face of his companion,
md, as he sank heavily to seat upon
the bed, something of the vacant express
sion which had marked his appearance at
the hospital took its place.
The explanation was not hard to find.
The suggestion of The bonds had revived
spark of memory, which had been
uuickened by the thought that his honor
might be involved.
The finding of the bonds had removed
the cause Of anxiety, and at the same
time the stimu!ant which had half
reused the clouded mind from the
lethargy that had possessed it.
But YOU know mo, don't you, Hyland?'
asked Cole, trim mphantly.
II do: but won't tell. You must find
that out for yourself. Don't bother me!'
With o groan OF despair. the unhappy
Young man threw the bonds upon the ia,
bic and began pacing nervously up ano
down the limited confines OF the apart
nent.
hs paused and looked, half pityingly,
half resentfully, at the unfortunate mar
from whose train-that which renders
reasoning possible-memory had we'll
nigh departed.
Suddenly he paused in his walk ant
looked at the bundle of bonds, for tn
possession of which q dastardly murde
had been committed.
"Of what use are they now?" he mused
bitterly. Their rightful owner is gone
and his daughter has been sent to Joll
him! Of my vindication and the conse
auent exposure and downfall OF AlmoI
Seers there seems no possibility. The
enemy has triumphed! He will, under the
will extorted from Berenice, hold the en-
tire visible estate Of Paul st. Cyr, but
these bonds snail not be his!"
He ciutched them more firmly in his
hand, raised them above his head. and
rushed towards the flaming gas-Jet as he
spoke.
The face at the transom had eeas ed
smiling now, and look of vexatlous
rage had settled upon it.
AS, in desperation and. dispalr,. Cole
Winters sprang forward to carry his i'm
pulsive resolution into instant execution
Almon Sears leaped lightly to the floor.
T.ng-a-ling-ling.
With the bonds Of such enormous value
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TEMPERANCE.
THE GREATEST CURSE.

THE GREATEST CURSE.
At last It biteth like Sci pent and stingeth
like an adder-Alcoholic Poison.
The g1ssat gorgon Of misery and incubus on
our Observation-Disclosures Poison.
The great destroyer of mutual confidence,
and corrupter of judicial ntegrity-Alcohohc
Poison.
The extinguisher of beauty and destroyer
OF manly. .yieor-Alcoholic Poison.
The prolific enemy of affection and blight
of happy homes-Acohohc Poison.-Dem-
orest's.
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The next picture shows him there.
Gallons of water from big hose were
squirted into him. He went on a loot
further. Another man with knife
scraped him outside and in and sponged
him. He slid on ten feet, and boy
stopped him at a point on the track
which was attached to pair of scales.
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-u the truth about the st. Cyr mur-

..-u the truth about the st. Cyr mur-
der mystery came out, Cole Winters be-
came the lion of the hour. He retained
the reportorial star. and entered ct once
upon the active life of journalist, in
which he is bound to rise.
Our fair Bersnice mourns her fond old
father most sin cerely, and will ever cher
ish and keep green his memory. This
would lie sad and gloomy place were
grief never assuaeed and tears never dried.
Time will. no doubt, accomplish both foI
her, and the day is not far distant when
Cole Winters will lead her to the altar.
Let us wish them all the happiness de-
served by two truthful. sincere. and low
ing hearts.
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There's Money in Hogs.

There is money in hogs this season.
A farmer near this city not long ago
sold $50 hogs, averaging 173 pounds
each, at II cents per pound. This
means the sum of $184S for that small
band of porkers. This is as much as
the steadiest laboring man saves in
three years.-Visalia (Cal. Delta. d
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A CHJRCHYARD REVERE
BIZ L. d. MURPHY.

Who has not spent Sabbath eve
In some lonely churchyard still,
with the war1n sun shining gently down
Der woodland, vale and hill;
And felt that nameless something
That weird. mysterious spell
Which round the cities OF the dead
Forever seems to dwell
No sound breaks the throbbing silence
Save the note Of turtle dove,
Floating down from it's lofty perch hard by
Like a wall for lopg-lost love-
Here sleep the mighty ones Of earth
Meth many costly stone,
Here many lie in unmarked graves,
Uncared for and unknown.
As stand beside an old mans grave,
With grass and weeds o'ergrown,
note the changes time has wrought
In the long years that have flown
The little shrub placed by loving hands
Beside his lonely bed,
Now widely spreads it's sheltering arms
Above his moulderinG head.
Where now are they who stood around
BIS cold and l.eless clay?
Some are sleeping near by, perhaps,
And some are far away.
Faded end gone like the flowers md the grass,
But If any yet remain.
Tino has bound up their wounded hearts
And soothed the cureless pain.
Near by Is another. pew-made mound,
Tho grave Of a little child;
its spirit gone back from whence it came,
BY this sinful world undefled.
Who can tell what hopes lie buried hero
Meath this tiny heap OF earth?
How desolate now some fathers heart,
And the mothers who gave 1t blrthl
Tho little rose-tree planted here
Has not vet cast the leaf;
Times healing balm has yet no power
To soothe their bitter grief.
When wo think how many stricken ones
Have dropped the scalding tear,
What depths Of grief and sorrow
Lie monumented here.
wo are wont to ask, Is there any good
In such misery and woe?
Why comes 50 much OF sorrow
To poor morta1s here belowP
But IN tho light that comes from heaven
The gloom from the church-yard hiep;
And we SEQ that it's only gateway
To homo beyond the skies.
Our Father well knows that each human hear
has within it pure fount concealed;
But. like tho rude quartz, must oft be crushet
and broken
Fro their deep-hidden treasures they'll yield
Thsse terrible trials which our lives seem t.
Arc only in mercy given;
They prepare us more bravely ife's battle K
And % dwell mid the glories of heaven
KANSAS CITY, NO.
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PIG STICKING.
QUICK WORK AT AN ABATTOIR
NEAR NEW YORK.
Turning a Squealing Western Hog
in Three Minutes Into
Clean-shaven Candi-
date for Market.

WRITER in the
New York Sun
says: We can
beat Chicago at
her own specially
pig st i C k ing.
You know when a
Ch i C ago man
wants to make an
Eastern man feel
small he begins by
saying, ''We've got
more big hotels
than New York
has. p" You men
ton the Waldorf
and the Savoy, the
Plaza. the Imneri-
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BERENICE ST. CYR.
A Story Of Love, Intrigue,
and Crime.
BY DWIGHT BALDWIN.

ASSING be-
hind the bed,
Hyland began
p u 8 hing it
away from the
We'll.
He soon de-
S j 8 t 9 d, and
looked help
|lessly at his
'co m psni n.
His " on n d
and s d b 8 g.
quent illness
had weakened
his once pow
erful muscles,
and much Of
his boss I e d
strength had
vanished.
Tn O n \ n
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Gladstone is said to be great be-
lever in the efficacy of eggs for break
fast, of which he psrtskes heartily.