THE MORNIN' O' THE YEAR
JVhen the winter snow Is meltln', and the When the eaves aro nil a drippln', an' the
furrow iB a-showin', neighbors' hens aro crakin',
An' there's gaps along the fences where An' the shingles that have loosened go
the drifts have broke the rails ; a-flappin' on the roof ;
Ifhen ye smell the spruess an' the brakes on When the frost has put his staff away an' loft
ev'ry wind that's blowin', the roads a-shakin',
An' hearalongthemouutainsldethohounds Ye will find the signs o' nature closely fol
arfolleria' trails ; lowed by a proof.
Then ye bettor pul yer frock on, for the Ev'ry livin' thing is wakin' like as if it had
workin' days are here, a nap,
in' there's no lime left for drenmin' in the And the year seems sort o' hummln' to the
mornit' o' the year. spring child in its lap.
When th«, cows are standin'in the yard,con- When yer voice sounds kind o'holler an'
tented-like, a-chewin', goes thro' the woods a ringin',
jin'the rooster flaps his wings an' crows An' ev'ry sugar house around is sendin'up
upon the barnyard gate ; a smoke ;
When the wind is sharp an' gusty, an' the When the woodchuck sets outside his hole,
showers are a-brewin', and robins aro a slngin',
An' nature's wipin' oft the snow like fig- We can safely be n-tellin' that the heart o'
ures on a slate ; winter's broke,
then it's time to hang the buckots up an' An' ye better git your frock on, for the
tap the trees agin, workin' days are here,
for the sun is crowdin' winter out an'shov- An'there's no place for a dreamer in the
in' summer in. mornin' o' the year.
—Florence Josephine lioyco, in Youth's Companion.
jj PHILIP'S PROMOTION. j>
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Chittenden.
"All right," said Philip, struggling
with his white tie. A servant had just
informed him that his father wished
;o see him in the library.
Philip was arraying his comely self
for the Mortons' party, and as he fin
ished he surveyed himself u moment,
then taking up his gloves he stalked
iown the stairs and into the stately
library where his father sat at a table
writing.
Philip's father was a great railroad
magnate of whom most men stood in
wholesome awe, but his stern face
lighted tip wonderfully as the athletic
figure of his only son came up to his
shair and laid a hand affectionately on
liis shoulder.
"What is it, excellency?" Philip
ksked, and the tones of his voice sent
t thrill of pride through his father's
pulses.
"Sit down, Phil," said his father,
motioning to a chair near at hand.
"Were you in that crowd last night
that nearly wrecked a horseless car
riage and frightened a horse that an old
woman from the country was driving?
She might have been killed if oue of
you—l fancy I know who—(Philip
blushed) —hadn't taken a flying leap
at considerable risk and caught the
horse just in time and stopped it."
"Yes, I was there," said Philip.
"You see, father, the boys took old
Steele with them. He knows all about
motocycles and things like that, but
not much else. But Steele put on airs,
so the boys pulled him off the seat,
and two or three of ns tried to run it.
It really ran us," said Philip,laughing.
"Steele must have had his foot on
something—we couldn't find it—and
you never saw anything go so, father,
never. I really don't know where
they fetched up; perhaps they're going
yet, for Steele turned sulky and
wouldn't let them know where the
brake was."
"I should think not," said his
father, smiling. "Of course, but for
the accident there would have been no
"eal Larm in such a thing."
"Except listeuing to Steele's lan
guage, father; it was electrically blue,
he was so upset in more ways than
one."
"But." went on his father, "is life
never going to mean anything but a
frolic and good time to you, Philip?
You are through school, and it is cer
taiuly time for you to take a more se
rious view of life. You have no idea
of what it means to earn your daily
bread."
"Oh, but you do that for me far too
well, daddy," said Philip, laughing.
"In fact, yon earn cake, too."
"Yes, that's the trouble, Phil, and
as long as you are here it will be
the same lam afraid. My boy, you
must cut adrift and steer for yourself
■while I think."
"When?" said Philip, with startled
face.
"Now," said his father, his voice
trembling a little in spite of himself.
"How much do you owe iu town?"
"Oh, two or three hundred I sup
pose," said Philip, his mind intent on
his father's meaning. "You don't
think I have done anything wrong or
disgraceful, do yon, father?" and
Philip's voice was very anxious.
"No, no, my boy." said his father,
promptly. "No, no, I am not dis
pleased with you in any way, my son.
Heaven knows how I will get on with
#ut you—but we won't talk about that
now. Yon have passes on all the
roads. Here is a check for 8500.
Now go out west and begin at the
lower round of the ladder and climb
np. Here is a letter to my friend,the
*uperintendent of the Great Western
& Northern road. He will start yon
*t work. Good bye; don't come home
until you have earned your promotion.
It's all my fault, Pllilip; I haven't
brought yon up just right, but since
your mother's death I haven't been
able to refuse you anything."
There was silence a moment, then
Philip came to his father's side.
"Yon aren't augi v with me then,
lather?" he said.
"No, no, Philip, no,no, only anxious
that you may grow into a manly man.
Good-bye."
Philip put bis boyish head down on
the back of his father's chair a minute,
then went upstairs, rapidly changed
his clothes, packed his trunk and
valises, came dowu and caught the
midnight tra n for the west, and it
wasn't until he reached Topeka that
he found he had left at home his check
for SSOO and had only a little silver and
his letter of introduction to the super
intendent of the great road that
threaded the west like a huge artery.
He found the superintendent's of
fice withont difficulty and presented
him his father's letter.
After the superintendent had read
the letter from his great eastern
friend he looked keenly at the some
what slender, but athletic figure before
him and smiled.
"I have an opening," he said, "but
it is by no means a bed of roses."
"What is it?" asked Philip.
"Not especially hard work, but it is
a lonely spot. There is a cut up the
road about 150 miles. It is in the
mountains, where waslionts frequently
occur. Telegraph poles wash down,
wires are broken, etc. So it is neces
sary to keep a watchman there contin
ually. A railroad tricycle is fur
nished; also a shack where, after a
fashion, one can live. Wages, S3O a
month. Think you can stand it?"
The prospect was not alluring, but
Philip had made up his mind to accept
whatever offered itself without demur;
so he said, "Yes, thanks; I will take
it. I suppose there will be shooting
and fishing iu plenty?"
"Yes, plenty of that, fortunately.
By the way,you will cousider yourself
my guest for a day or two if you would
like—your father is au old friend of
mine."
"Thank you sir," said Philip,grave
ly, "but I will go at once if you
please."
So the superintendent, well pleased
with his new watchman's pluck, fur
nished him with a list of directions,
supplies needed and passes. In the
few hours before his train left Philip
sold some jewelry and bought his sim
ple outfit.
Only one train a day from either di
rection stopped at his station unless
flagged. He was dropped at his new
abode just as night was closing iu,
with supply boxes,gun, camera, valises
—he had left his trunk iu 'l'opeka. He
made many journeys up to where his
little shack,or hut, literally hitng on the
mountain side before his possessions
were landed ou the floor of his one
room. It was cold, but the former
occupant had thoughtfully left a box
tilled with resinous piue knots, and
Philip soon had a tire crackling de
lightfully in the rusty stove and after
a very frugal meal he was so honestly
tired that he slept as he had rarely
slept before, though on a "shake
down" of fragrant balsam boughs
covered with his great roll of blan
kets.
Hunting, fishing and a touch of the
outside world through the books and
papers mysteriously sent him supplied
him with recreation outside of his
somewhat monotonous duties iu the
weeks that followed.
Fortunately Philip thoroughly leved
nature, and the magnificent views all
around him were a source of endless
delight.
"Wheu I've earned my promotion
I'll bring his dear excellency out
here," he thought, "I'll show him a
thing or two that, will surprise him.
The only thing is there is nothing to
do here that will earn a promotion."
However,oue day, far up in the cut,
he was tapping poles and scanuiug the
track over a deep culvert when all at
once he heard voices below him. He
dropped on his face and heard distinct
ly the details of a plan to rob the pay
car which would go through in about
au hour.
Surely this was an adventure at last!
He rau back to the place where he had
left his tricycle just as the mail train,
which had side-tracked for a few min
utes on account of a hot-box, was pull
ing out. "Whoop," said Philip, then
whiz went a rope round the brake on
the rear car, aud Phil and his tricycle
were going down grade tied to the
lightning mail.
He had tied on behind a freight
once or twice before this,and that was
fun, but this beat tobogjjauing and
everything else that he had ever heard
of in the way of speed. His lrout
wheel did not often touch the track,
aud he clung for his life.
As the mail cars opened at the side
no one saw him. 'This means death,"
he thought, "if lam thrown off, aud
I think likely it's death if I stay on,
but I must get home before that pay
car comes past. Evidently tlrs i3
either a promotion or a disgrace;
there's no middle track."
The train was slowing up—though
it never stopped—close by Phil's
shack. Unfortunately the tricycle
could not slow up with equal rapidity.
Phil's box containing knife aud pliers
had tumbled off long before, and now
the tricycle tried to climb the rear
car, the rope broke and Phil flew off
and landed near his own shack, for
tunately in a pile of balsam boughs,
while the mail car serenely proceeded
ou its way, leaving behind it a wrecked
tricycle and a winded rider.
Two meu who had been standing in
Philip's door rushed to pick him up,
and when his head stopped "hirliug
around he looked into his father's eyes
and saw the western superintendent
standing near.
At thia surprising event Philip near
ly lost bis b.*eath again, but knowing
there was no tim 9 to lose ho gasped
out the plan he had overheard of de
railing the pay car and then robbing
it, and the car WRS nearly due now.
So the two, each supporting an arm
of the dizzy watchman, helped flag to
a standstill the pay train, and then,
being forewarned, they went cautious
ly ahead, followed by the eastern pri
vate car containing several railroad
dignitaries and the pale young watch
man who had wished immensely to
participate in the capture of the rob
bers.
The capture was effected with neat
ness uud decision, and Philip was re
turned to his own abode, where, after
entertaining his father aud employer
at supper, they sat down before the
tire to talk things over.
"I came out," said Philip's father
with dignity, "to see how you were
getting on."
"Badl.v enough without you, dad,"
said Philip, smiling, his hand in the
old place, "but I couldn't come to see
yon until I had earned my promotion,
you know."
"There was nothing in the plan that
prevented me from coming to see you,
though," said the older man, smiling
up into his son's face. "And I really
think you have earned your promo
tion, and I shall take you home as my
contiden ial clerk "
"There's a bill for a broken tri
cycle—" begau the western superin
tendent, dryly. "Not allowed," re
plied his eastern frieud promptly. "It
was broken in the company's service.
Sou, you are promoted.Chicago
Record.
TRAVEL BY STACE COACH.
How tlie New E iglmulera Went on Their
JotirueyM Many Y«*arn Ago.
In a lecture in the free municipal
course the Hon. George G. Crocker,
chairman of the railroad commission,
told many interesting facts regarding
the early means of transportation in
Boston. During the lirst third of the
pre.seut century stage lines increased
greatly in number aud gave a more
frequent service. The stage coaches
for long distances generally accom
modated nine passengers inside and
four or live on the roof, one sitting
with the driver. The back part of the
roof was reserved for the baggage.
The stages for distant points leit early
—as early as 4a. m., and sometimes
2a. m. It took Mr. Quincy aud
Judge Story four days to get to New
York, aud Mr, yuiucy congratulated
himself iu a letter on living in the
days of quick travel. It took them
eight days togo from Boston to
Washington.
In 1832 there were uinety-tlnee
liues of coaches running out of Bos
ton, some of them making trios twice
or three times a week. The average
number of coaches leaving Boston
each day for poiuts more than six
miles distant was sixty-three. An ex
amination of Badger Si Porter's stage
register showed that in the first third
of this century stages on the main
routes traveled at the rate, including
stops, of four or rive miles an hour.
Iu 1832 the schedule time trip to New
York was forty-one hours, traveling
night and day, or a triHe over live
miles :;u hour.
As the number of stage lines in
c fares decreased, aud in 1832
the fare to New York was sll, or 5
cents per mile. But stage coaches did
uot carry freight, which could only be
carried profitably by canal. As the
great water routes did uot connect
with Bostou, a canal was built at
Lowell to a junction with the Mystic
river, near Boston, and opened for
traffic in 1803. It was used for fifty
years, and was fifty-seven miles long.
After the opening of the Erie canal
this state considered the scheme to
connect Boston with the Hudson river,
through the Hoosick tunnel, at au
estimated cost of $(>,000,000. In op
position came the scheme for a horse
raiiro.n-., and this was much encour
aged by the successful construction oi
such a road by Mr. Bryau from Quiucy
to the Nep:>nset river, for the purpose
of carrying granite with which to build
the Buuker Hill mouument. This
was the first railroad in America, and j
might be called the germ of American j
railroad aud steam railway. Several
horse railroads followed, including
one between Boston and Providence.
—Boston Herald.
QUAINT AND CURIOUS.
The skin of au elephant usually
takes about five years to tan.
In Germany a clock has been made
that is warranted togo for 6000 years.
It lias been observed in the hospital;
that nails on amjiutated fingers con
tinue to grow.
Until the reign of Henry VIII, Eng
lish sovereigns, as well as their sub
jects, ate with their fingers.
In the middle of a game of tennis I
in Central India the other day a tigei
bounded into the midst of the players.
A Frenchman has invented a duplex
piano, at which two people can play
on different keyboards at the same
time.
The fastest flowing river in the
world is the Sntlej, in British India,
with a descent of 12,000 feet in 180
miles.
It is estimated that fully two-thirds
of the whole amount of public money
held by the Loudon bauks does not
bear interest.
A custom peculiar to Buddhists i*
that of pandering about the country
with hammer and chisel and carving
holy symbols upon rocks by the way
s de.
The Swedish bride fills her pockets
with bread, which she dispeuses tc
every oue she meets on her way to th«
church, every piece she disposes oi
averting, as she believes, a misfortune
DB. TALMAGES SERMON,
SUNDAY'S DISCOURSE BYTHE NOTED
DIVINE.
Subject: "Parental Heedlessness" Tti<
Vow of Jephthah Typical of Much Tlial
li Distressing iu Modern 1.1 fe—Chil
dren Sacrificed to Worldly Ambition.
TEXT: "My father, If thou hast opened
thy mouth unto the Lord, do to me ac
cording to that which bath proceeded out
of thy mouth."—Judges xl., 86.
Jephthah was a freebooter. Early turned
out from a home where he ought to hnvc
boen cared for, he consorted with rougb
men and went forth to earn his Jiving as
best he could. In those times it was con
sidered right for a man togo out on Inde
pendent military expeditions. Jephtbab
was a good man according to the light of
his dark age, but through a wandering and
predatory life he became reckless and pre
cipitate. The grace of God changes n
man's heart, but never reverses his natural
temperament. The Israelites wanted the
Ammonites driven out of tlieir country, sc
they sent a delegation to Jephtbab, asking
him to become commander in chief of nil
the forces. He might have said, "You
drove me out when you had no uso for me,
and now you are in trouble you want me
back," but ho did not say t.hut. He take;
con mnnd of the army, sends messengers to
the Ammonites to tell them to vacate the
country, and getting no favorable re
sponse, marshals his troops for battle.
Before going out to the war Jephtbab
makes u very solemn vow that if the Lord
will givo him tbo victory then, on his re
turn home, whatsoever first comes out of
his doorway he will offer in sacrifice as a
burnt offering. The battle opens. It was
no skirmishing on the edges of dangers, no
unlimbering of batteries two miles away,
but the hurling of men on the points oi
swords and spears until the ground could
no more drink the blood and the horses
reared to leap over the pile of bodies oi
the slnln. In those old times opposing
forces would fight until their swords were
broken and then each one would throttle
his man until they both fell, teeth to
teeth, grip to grip, death stare to death
stare, until the plain was one tumbled
mass of corpses from which the last trace
of manhood had been dashed out.
Jephthah wiua the day. Twenty cities
lay aaptured ut his feet. "Bound the viotory
nil through the mountains of Ollead. Let
the.trumpeters call uptbesurvlvors. Home
ward to your wives and children. Home
ward with your glittering treasures.
Homeward to have the applause of an ad
miring nation. Build triumphal arches.
Bwlng out flags all over Mizpali. Open all
your doors to receive the captured treas
ures. Through every hall spread the ban
quet. Tile up the viands. Fill high the
tankards. The nation is redeemed, the in
vaders are routed and the national honor
is vindicated.
Huzza Jepbtbah, the conqueror!
Jephtbab, seated on a prancing steed, ad
vances amid the acclaiming multitude#,
j but his eye Is not on tbo excited populace.
Remembering that he had made a solemn
, vow that, returning from victorious battle.
[ whatsoever Hrs-t came out of the doorway
of nis home that should bo sacrificed as a
burnt offering, he has his anxious look
j upon the door. I wonder what spotless
! lamb, what braco of (loves, will be thrown
: upon.tho llres of ibe burnt offering!
i Oh, horrors! Paleness of death blanches
j his cheek. Despair seizes his heart. Ills
daughter, his only child, rushes out the
doorway to throw herself in bar father's
arms and shower upon him more kisses
than there were wounds ou bis breast or
dents on bis shield. All the triumphal
splendor vanishes. Holding back this child
from his heaving breast and pushing the
locks back from the fair brow and looking
iuto the eyes of inextinguishable affection,
with choked utterance he says: "Would to
God I lay stark on the bloody plalnl My
daughter, my onlv child, joy of my home,
life of my life, thou art the sacrillce!"
The whole matter was explained to her.
This was no whining, hollow hearted girl
into whose eyes the father looked. All the
glory of sword and shield vanished in the
presence of the valor of that girl. There
may have been a tre.-nor of the lip, as a
rose leaf trerablos in the sough of the south
wind; there may have been the starting of
a tear like a raindrop shaken from the
anther of a water lily. But with ft selr
sacrifice that man may not reach and onlv
woman's heart can compass she surrenders
herself to fire and to death. She cries out
in tbo words of my text, "My father, if
thou hafct opened thy mouth unto the Lord,
do unto mo whatsoever hath proceeded
from thy mouth."
Of course this offering wns not pleasing
to the Lord, especially as a provision wns
mado In the Jaw for such a contingency,
and Jephthah might have redeemed his
daughter by the payment of thirty shekels
of silver. But before you hurl your
denunciations at Jephtliah's cruelty re
member that In olden times, when vows
were made, men thought they must exeoute
them, perform them, whether tlicy were
wicked or good. There were two wrong
things about Jephthnh's vow. First, he
ought nover to have made it. Next, having
made It, It were better broken than kept.
But do not take on pretentious airs and
say, "I could not have done as Jephthah
did." If in former days you had been
standing on the banks of the Ganges and
you had been born in India, you might
have thrown your ohlldren to the croco
diles. It Is not because we are naturally
any better, but because we have more
Gospel light.
Now I make very practical use of this
question when I tell you that the sacrifice
of Jephthnh's daughter was a type of the
physical, meutal and spiritual sacrifice of
ten thousand children in this day. There
are parents all unwittingly bringing to
bear upon their children n class of in
fluences which will as certainly ruin them
as knife and torch destroyed Jephtliah's
daughter. While I speak, the whole
nation, without emotion and without
shame, looks upon the stupendous sacri
fice.
In the first place, I remark that much ol
the system of eduiatlon iu our day is a
system of sacrifice. When children spend
six or sf von hours In school and then must
spend two or three hours In preparation
for school the next day, will you tell rat
how much time they will have for sunsblnt
and fresh air ami the obtaining of that ex
uberance which is necessary for the duties
of coming life? No one can feel more
thankful than I do for the advancement oi
common school education. The printing
of books appropriate for schools, the mul
tiplication of philosophical apparatus, the
establishment of normal schools, which
provide for our children teachers of largest
caliber, are themes on which every philan
thropist ought to be congratulated. But
this herding of great multitudes of chil
dren In 111 ventilated schoolrooms anil
poorly equipped halls of instruction if
making many of the places of knowledge
In this country a huge holocaust. Politics
in many of the cities gets into educational
affairs and whllo the two political parties
are scrabbling for the honors Jephtbab';
daughter perishes. It is so much so thai
there are many schools in the country to
day which are preparing tens of thousands
of Invalid men and women for the future:
EO that, in many places, by the time tlx
child's education Is finished the ohlld l>
finished! In many places, in many oltlef
or the country, there are large appropria
tions for everything else and cheerful ap
propriations, but as soon as the appropria
tion is to be made for the educational oi
moral interests of the city we are strncli
through with an economy thut Is well nlgli
the death of us.
You may flatter your pride by forcing
your child to know more than any other
children, but you are making a sacrlficu of
that child if by the additions to its intelli
gence you are making a subtraction from
its future. The child will go away from
■uch maltreatment with no exuber
ance to fight the battle of life. Such vUil-
dren may get along very well wbilo you
take care of them, but, wbea you are old
or dead, alas ior them II through the
wrong system of eduoation which you
adopted they have no swartblness or force
of charaoter to take care of themselves!
Becareful how you make the child's head
ache or its heart flutter. I hear a great
deal about black man's rights, and Chlua
man s rights, and Indian's rights, and
woman s rights. Would to God that some
b,ody wo *j'd rise to plead for children's
rights! The Carthagenians used to sacrl
floe their children by putting them into
the arms of an Idol which thrust forth its
The child was put iuto the arms o(
the idol, and no sooner touched the arms
than it dropped into the Are. But it was
the art of the mothers to keep the childreu
smiling and laughing until tho moment
they died. There may be H fascination
and a hilarity about the styles of educa
tion of which I am speaking, but it is only
laughter at the moment of sacrifice.
Would God there were only one Joph
thah's daughterl
Again, there are many parents who are
sacrificing their childreu with wrong sys
tem of discipline— too great rigor or toe
great leniency. There are children In fami
lies who rule the household. The niuU
chair in which the infant sits is the throne
and tho rattle is the sceptre, and tho other
children make up the parliament where
father and mother have no vote! Such
children come up to be miscreants. There
is no chance in this world for a child that
has never learned to mind. Such people
become the botheration of the church of
God and the pest of tho world. Children
that do not learn to obey human authority
are unwilling to learn to obey divine au
thority. Children will not respect parents
whose authority they do not respect. Who
are these young men that swagger through
the street with their thumbs in their vest
talking about their father as "tho old
man,""the governor," "the squire." "the
old chap," or their mother as "the old
woman?" They are those who in youth, in
childhood, never learned to respect au
thority. Ell, having heard that bis sons
had died in their wickedness, fell over back
ward and broke his nock ami died. Well
he might! What is life to a father whose
sons are debauched? The dust of the val
ley is pleasant to his taste, and the driving
rains that drip through the roof of the
sepulcher are sweeter than the wines of
Helbon.
In our day most boys start out with no
idea higher than the all encompassing dol
lar. They start in an ago which boasts it
can scratch the Lord's Prayer on a ten cent
pleee and the Ten Commandants on a ten
cent piece. Children are tnught to reduce
morals and religion, time and eternity, to
vulgar fractions. It seems to bo their chief
attainment that ten cents make a dimeaud
ten dimes make u dollar. How to get
money is only equnled by the other art
how to keep it. Tell me, ye who know,
what chance there is for those who start
out in life with such perverted sentiments!
The money market resounds again and
again with the downfall of such people. If
I had a drop of blood on the tip of a pen, I
would tell you by what awful tragedy many
of tho youth of this country are ruined.
Further on, thousands and tens of thou
sands of the daughters of America are
sacrificed to worldliness. They are taught
to bo in sympathy with all the artiflcialtlcs
of society. They are inducted Into all the
hollowness of what is called fashionable
life. They nre taught to believe that his
tory is dry, but that fifty cent stories of
adventurous love are delicious. With
capacity that might have rivaled n Flor
ence Nightingale in heavenly ministries or
made the father's house glad with filial
and sisterly demeanor, their life is a waste,
their beauty a curse, their eternity a de
molition
In the siege of Charleston, during our
Civil War, a lieutenant of the army stood
on the floor beside the daughter of the ex-
Governor of the State of Soutli Carolina.
They were taking the vows of marriage.
A bombshell struck the roof, dropped iuto
the group, and nine were wounded and
slain, among tho wounded to death the
bride. While the bridegroom knelt on the
carpet trying to stanch the wounds the
bride demanded that the ceremony he com
pleted, that she might take tho vows be
fore her departure, and when the minister
said: "Wilt thou be faithful unto
death?" with her dying lips she said:
"I will," iind iu two hours she had de
parted. That was the slaughter and the
sacrifice of tho body, but at thousands
of marriage altars there aro daughters
slain for time and slain for eternity.
It is not a marriage. It is n massacre.
Affianced to some one who is only waiting
until his father dies so he can get the prop
erty; then a little while they swing nround
in the circles, brilliant circles; then the
property is gone, and, having no power to
earn a livelihood, the twain sink into some
corner of society, the husband an idler and
a sot, the wife a drudge, a slave and a
sacrifice. Ah, spare your denunciations
from Jephthnh's head and expend them all
on this wholesale modern martyrdom!
I lilt up my voice against the sacrifice of
children. I look out of my window on a
Sabbath, and I see a group of eblldrou un
washed, uncombed, uu-Christiauized. Who
cares for them? Who prays for them? Who
ulters to them one k'iud word? When the
city missionary, passing along the park
in New York, saw a rngged lad aud heard
him swearing, he said to him: "My son,
stop swearing! You ought togo to tho
house of God to-day. You ought to be
good. You ought to be a Christian." The
lad looked up in Ills face and said: "Ah! It
is easy for you to talk, we!! clothed as you
are and well fed. But we ohaps hain't got
110 cbunco." Who lifts them to tho altar
for baptism? Who goes forth to snatch
them up from crime and death and woe?
Who to-day will go forth and bring them
Into schools and churches? No, heap them
up, great plies of rags and wretchedness
and tilth. Put underneath them the (Ires
of sacrifice, stir up the blaze, put on more
ragots, and, while we sit in the churches
with folded arms and iudift' u rence, crime
und disease and death will goon with the
ugoniziug saoritlce.
During the early Frenoh revolution at
Bourges thore was a company of boys who
used to train every day as young soldiers,
and they carried a flag, and tbev had on
the flag this Inscription; "Tremble,tyrants,
tromblel We are growing up." Mightily
suggestive! Tills generation is passing off,
and a mightier generation is coming on.
Will they be the foes of tyranny, the foes
of stn and the foes of death, or will they
be the foes of God? They are coming
up! I congratulate all parents who are
doing their best to keep their children
away from the altar of sacrifice. Yout
prayers are going to be answered. Your
children may wander away from God,
but they will come back again. A voice
comes from the throne to-d&y, encourag
ing you—"l will be a God to thee and to
thy seed after thee." And, though when
you lav your head in death there may bo
some wanderer of the family far away from
God, and you may be twenty years in
heaven before salvation shall come to his
heart, he will be brought into the king
dom, and before the throne of God you
will rejoice that you were faithful. Come
at last, though so long postponed his torn
ins. Come at last!
1 congratulate all thoae who are tolling
for the outcast and tho waudering. Your
work will soon be over, but the influence
you are setting lu motion will never stop.
Loug after you have been garnered for
the skies, your prayers, your teachings
und your .Christian influence will goon
und help to people heaven with bright
inhabitants. Which would you rather
see, which scene would you rather
mingle in in the last great day—
beiug able to say, "I added house to
lioutie and land to land and manufactory to
manufactory, I owned bulf the city, what
ever my eye eaw I had, whatever I wanted
J got," or on that day to have Christ look
you lull in the face and say, "I was hungrj
hnd ye fed Me; I was naked and ye clothed
Me; I was sick and in prison ye visited Ma
iuHSinuch as ye did it to tiie least ot thes»
Llj bretiu«3, ye diJ it to Jit}"
A TEMPERANCE COLUMN.
THE DRINK EVIL MADE MANIFEST
IN MANY WAYS.
Fooling the Taxpayers—An Address by a
Brilliant Scotchman That Teems With
Telling Points—lf I'on Want to Be
Healthy and Strong Don't Drink Rum.
We will talk of Taxation, and smile as we
see
3tlll how easy to fool the poor taxpayers
We will tell how the bar and the brothel
have paid
The high taxes that on the poor voter we
laid;
For the dcllar we show he will vote for the
dive
That, so long as it lives, on his pocket must
thrive;
But we never will tell him—we haven't
the tongue—
Thus to save by the ballot is waste at the
bung!
Yes, we know that the tolls whlcn in taxes
we take
Come at last (or at first) from the many
who make
By the bar aud the brothel their man
hood a lie;
But so long as the tax (or the license) is
high,
Then the millions we get from the sin am'
the Bhnmo
Shall begild all the voice and efface all the
blame,
And the men who pray loud fortho com.
ing of Christ
with gold to our guilty success be
enticed.
We are proud of the millions! But what o»
the men
And the women who pay? They shall pat
us again! r 1
We will fatten on sin and will thrive upon
vice,
While we hold the Stated virtue for sal<
at a price.
The saloon shall remain with its festering
crime.
And the brothel shall fume with its terribl*
slime;
They may ruin young meu, butos long as
they puy
We will share in their profits, their bid
ding obey.
" 1 A Witty Speech.
on "*e "management" 01
public houses, at the recent Scottish Tern
perance Convention, James Guthrie, J. P..
of Brechin, made as many points ns' there
are prickles on a porcupine, as well as en
isled 'apt alliterations' artful aid." Here
is an interestingspecimen or two*
"If you want the life that Is long, if you
wish to be healthy and strong, and happy
as you go along, then don't drink. This
dealing In alcohol from the babe to the bar
and onto the gallows, begins with destruc
tion, tends to destruction, and ends in des
truction. It ruins both customer and seller
ana while It may be a legalized trade i«'
not a legitimate one. This is not trade; it
is swindle. Pharaoh's daughter took a lit
tle prophet out of the water, the publican
takes a big profit out of the beer. Alcohol
is certainly good for cleaning silver es
pecially out of a workingman's pocket'. As
to the public management of a public-house
for the public benefit, it is false. The only
way to reform the truffle is to manage to do
without it. We want management to ex
tinguish; they want management to perpe
tuate. Tiereis nothing easier than to be
lieve a lie, unless to tell one, anil half the
truth is sometimes worse than a whole lie.
A liar may be reformed, but not a lie un
less you reform it off the face of the earth,
I have no personal objection to the publi
can. We are told to iovo our enemies but
wo are never told to like them. So, though
I love the publican as a man, I may linto
him as a publican. Yet lie claims compen
sation. Zaccheus also believed in compen
sation. Now, Zaccheus was a publican.
, " was the other way round. He called
it restitution. That shows a mig'jtv differ
ence between Zaccheus and our modern
publican. That is not the only differeuce
for, as you know, Zaccheus was really i!
factor; he collected the taxes. Our publi
can is a malefactor; he creates the taxes,
The one lived off the taxation of the people
the other makes his living oiT the intoxica
tion of the people. Further, wo read about
Zaccheus that he was a little man and
climbed a tree, and then made haste to
comedown. But none of these things are
true of our publican friends of to-day.
They are big men, do not climb trees, and
K e\er up a tree they don't come down Iu
a hurry. One distinction, more important,
I liiiveiorgot, Zaccheus, you remember
could not get forward for the press; that is
more and more unlike the publicau of our
time, for we see by every newspoper, that
instead of not getting forward for the
press, why, it is the press nowadays, that
puts the publican forward."
It Pays to Exclude Saloons.,
The trustees to whom Mr. G«orge Pea
body entrusted 42,500,000 for the purposes
of building dwellings for London artisans
have guided the scheme with marked ability
»nd success, and there are now between
SOOO and 6000 dwellings accommodating a
population of 20,009. Although these peo
plo are so thick on the ground that they
aumbor 725 to the aero (a mean density
nearly thirteen times that of London gen
»rally), the death rate is nearlv three to
1000 below that of London, while the infant
mortality is twenty-two per 1000 births be
low that of London. The birth rate, too.
!s nearly five In the thousand above that of
>ll London. As for the financial success ol
Ihe scheme. It Is sufficient to say that the
;iroflts last year were $160,000, even after
ieducting 450,000 voted to the I'rince of
Wales' Hospitul Fund.
The secret of thi3 remarkable success Is
jndoubtedly duo largely to the fact that
the trustees have rigorously excluded
licensed drinking sa'oons from this com
munity.
Gin and ITandcufls Go Together.
When Sir William Branforth Griffith was
Governor of the Gold Coast, Africa, he paid
» visit to King Qaamin Fori, and that
monarch preferred one request, namely,
:hat Her Majesty's Government would in
struct the merchants of Addah to pay for
palm oil in cash instead of in gin, to which
the Governor replied that he could not in
terfere with the course of trade. King after
King preferred the same request, but each
in turn received the same answer, and on®
3t the native chiefs, with sore heart over
flowing with the bitter irony which baffled
purpose speaks, replied: "Send us, with
your gin, a plentiful supply of handcuffs;
they both go together."
Shots at the Rum Evil.
It is in the distillery that the devil finds
bis best artillery.
Before the devil can be chained, the sa
loon door must be bolted.
Temperance is not everything, but in
temperance mars everything.
You may vote to "let the saloon alone,"
but It will not "let you alone."
W'hen you talk of the responsibility of
kudo Sam In the liquor traffic, remember
U. S. spells us.
The fact that saloonkeepers are willing
to pay u high license is a confession that
their business is different from all others.
The use of screens is a confession that ft is
worse than all others.
Mrs. Barnes. General Secretary of the
Young Woman's Branch World's "Woman's
Christian Temperance Union, says there
are Y organizations In Japan. China, India,
Korea, Australia and South Africa.
Between the ages of twenty and thirty,
where ten totul abstainers die, thirty-one
moderate drinkers die. Between the ages
of thirty and forty, where ten total ab
»taln?rs die, forty moderate drinkers dia.