LIFE. Life's not so bad. Lo ! here and there Life's just and kind. Eotb you and I Are pleasant plaoes, cooling streams, Bask in sweet freedom's golden gleams. Where we may rest and And all fair— All. well, we might take borse and fly Escaped from things we see in dreams. If judged for what we say in dreams. Life's not the worst. We clearly see 80, take the situation round. The generous features of its schemes. We're lucky that it's what it seems. How dreadful if we had to be Life's vaguest law is true und soun 1 Locked up for what we do in dreams! Compared with what we live in dreams. THE TIME SYNDICATE, LIMITED. j An Allegory for the Over-Strenuous. ► Ily Leonard Boyd. Andrew Hunter was a very busy man. He was always working. Andrew Hunter was not poor. His business was n paying concern, but it was one that required it's proprietor's attention, and thus it absorbed more and more of his time, until at last sel dom a night passed when he was not busy late in his office. But Andrew Hunter was not at work now. He was at home and en joying the luxury of a rest. "If I only had more time," he said to himself, regretfully. "As it is, it's perfect slavery." He sat gazing into the fire for some time, until at length he dropped into a sleep. When he awoke the fire was out, and it was daylight. He looked at his watch. Eight o'clock. "Time to think about breakfast and going to the city," thought Andrew, getting up; but lie instantly sat down again and shivered. "I do believe,"said Andrew Hunter, slowly; "I do be ieve I'm ill. I think I'll see the doctor before I start for Mammon Conrt." "Goto bed and stop there," was the verdict of that gentleman. And,despite Andrew's protests, he would hear' of nothing else. At the end of a fortnight Andrew Hunter was once more restored to health and set off briskly, as usual, for his office. He reached it indue time and was about to enter, when he no ticed with surprise that his name had been removed from his office door. "Curious thing!" thought Andrew, as he opened the door aud entered. A strange sight met his gaze. It was the same room; but every desk, every stool, everything else belonging to Andrew Hunter & Co.had vanished; aud, moreover, every clerk in the em ploy of Andrew Hunter & Co. had likewise disappeared. Their place was taken by an entirely new staff. One of the clerks advanced toward him aud inquired his business. Andrew Hunter was staggered. "Is not this Andrew Hunter it Co.'s place?" he stammered at last. "No. Wo are the Time Syndicate of Great Britain," answered the clerk; "but this office was lately occupied by Andrew Hunter & Co." Then it was indeed his own office. But what had happened? Had his brain given way? "Is your mauager in?" he asked. No. The manager was not in, but he was expected every minute. Would he care to wait? Andrew elected to wait and sat down. Presently Mr. Ashmore, the manager of the Time Syndicate, ar rived. "Good day, Mr. " he said. "Hunter," volunteered Andrew. "Andrew Hunter, of Andrew Hunter & Co." "Oh, yes—Mr. Hunter! Very pleased to tee you. What can Ido for you?" "Well, perhaps the first thing you can do is to exx>laiu your presence in the office," said Andrew, in a tone of some asperity. Mr. Ashmore looked at him keenly. "Ah, you are fond of joking, Mr. Hunter!" "Joking? Do I look as if I were joking?" The manager of the Time Syndicate gasped. "But—you say you are Mr. Andrew Hunter—surely you have not forgotten the agreement we entered into for the transference of the office—an agree ment which bears your signature?" "My signature?" echoed Andrew. "It is a forgery,then." Mr. Ashmore looked agaiu at the man before him. He seemed Bane enough. "There seems to be some mistake, or worse," he said, "and one or both of us have been viotimized. But per haps I had better expla n to you the state of affairs. About a fortuight ago I was in want of offices into which I could move at once. About the same time I became acquainted with Mr. Morgan, your manager. He informed me that you intended to move into of fices iu another part of this building. As you were unwell, aud we were in a hurry to take possession, nil the ar rangements were made through Mr. Morgan and he obtained your signa ture to the agreement. Here it is." And, unlocking a drawer, he look out a document, which he handed to An drew. "This is not my signature," said Andrew, decidedly. "But lam utter ly amazed at Morgan's behavior." He spoke the last words in a tone if regret lather than anger. John Mor gan was the last man he would have suspected of double-dealing. He had trusted him entirely, and had recently been conside iug the advisability of taking him as a partner. Iu fact,that morning he had decided on thisconrse, and his resolve had been strengthened by the fact that Morgau was a suitor for the hand of his daughter Hose; and, although that young lady did not look upon him with any favor, Andrew Hunter had firmly decided in his own mind that his daughter should marry Morgan, and had intimated as much to her. He even went to the lentrth of banishing all other possible lovers from the house. But Hose was as self-willed as her father, and was re solved not to marry Morgan. Young Harry Preston was more to her mind. Andrew Hunter therefore felt not a little vexed. He was beginning to in veigh asainst his lately trusted mana ger when Mr. Ashmore interrupted him. "One moment. Yoii will find your staff installed in rooms on the filth floor, and Mr. Morgau also, as far as I am aware; for that gentlement has an appointment with me this morning at 11 with regard to the sale of the rest of your life. He said you had re quested him to dispose of it." "To dispose of the rest of my life! What eve- do you mean?" asked An drew, amazed. "Is it possible you have not yet heard of the new way of transferring time from one person to another?" queried Ashmore. Andrew Hunter looked at him in amazement, "No, I have not," he answered. "That is strange. Most people here are now we 1 acquainted with the principle on which we work. It is now possible to tell or purchase time like any other commodity,as a method has been discovered of transferring time from one person to another. Those who wish to get rid of their time sell.and thoso who wish for more buy. Our business is that of time dealers. We buy and sell time. The transaction with regard to the remain der of your life belongs to the specu lative side of our business. Te jple who are tired of living, instead of killing themselves, now simply sell out the rest of their iives for a consid eration." "13ut how does the purchased time become incorporated with the rest < 112 the man's day?" asked Andrew, still somewliut mystified. "Like this. Suppose you buy one hour. You can use that time when ever you will to do so. Now, suppose you have an appointment at 11 o'clock, and that you are detuiued till 11.50, and prevented from keeping it. You simply will time tolly back in your case fir an hour—lo.so. You keep your appointment, and time runs on as usual; but you have had an extra honr let intj your day." "But what about the person who has sold the hour?" "He becomes non-existent for an hou". A person in the non-existent ttate is simply unconscious." "[t is a wonderful invention," re mark d Andrew; "butit seems scarce ly possible." "It is pos-ible, however," returned the mauager. "You can test it if like." "That I intend to do if the expense is not too great. lam always in want of time.' "Ah, it will be just the thing for you! The charges for time are not at all high, or people would not buy it. It is usually about two cents au h ur, so that even the remainder of a life time like yours d. es n« t sell for a great deal. Under the circumstances lam as much surprised as you to account for Mr. Morgan's action. He would hardly, I suppose, run the risk of im prisonment for S7so\ir so." "I cannot conceive why ho should bear malice toward me," said Andrew. "He evidently desires to render me non-existent for the rest of my life. But surely," he continued, "this time transference is a daugerous business if it places a man at the mercy of an enemy in such a way." "You mistake," replied Ashmore, quickly; "it does nothing of the kind; a person cannot be rendered non-existent without his consent. So you were quito Morgan merely represented to me that you intended to dispose of the remainder of your life. He has, as I said, an appoint ment with me here this morning." "Ah, he did not expect me to return till a day or two later. But I must confront him." Mr. Ashmore signified his as=ent,aud led Andrew to a seat near the door, where, screened from observation he could yet see all who entered. Andrew sat down, and the man of months and minutes returned to his room. Presently the office door opened, and a man entered. Andrew Hunter looked up in expectation of seeing Morgan, but he only saw a miserable beggar. Then he expected to hear an appeal for alms, followed by a curt re fusal on the part of the Time Syndi cate, but he was mistaken again. "I hear you buy up lives here," said the beggar. "What will you give me for ruiue?" Nobody evinced any surprise at this question; but one of the clerks, ad vancing toward the man, inquired his age and what portion of his existence he wished to be rid of. "A11I" answered the beggar, fierce ly; "all except one day —one day to spend the money in." "Well, you had better see tli« doc tor at once, to ascertain your probable duration of life," replied the clerk,un coQceruedlv. He ushered the man into the doc tor's room,and turned to meet another customer wbo had just entered—a fashionably attired young man. "Can you let me have about five hours for tonight?" inquired the new comer, iu a languid tone. "I have two engagements, both for tonight, which I cannot possibly miss." "Five hours? Certainly," said the clerk. The languid one departed w/th his five hours, and another customer en tered. This one was going for a holi day, and wished to lengthen it by let ting two or three hours into each day. Then there came a scholar, pale from much study, but yet intent on buying more time in which to continue bis work; then several business men; then an astronomer—a great sight was to be seen that night in the heavens, and he was determined it should be seen by him, not once, but many times. Andrew Hunter's brain began to reel. All the world seemed to le buy ing or selling time, and be, busy man as be was, sat there idle. Suddenly a familiar face appeared. It was no other than Harry Preston. He also had coine <o buy time; but,un like most of the other customers, he vouchsafed no reason for bis purchase. Was it for extra time for making love to Hose? wondered Andrew Hunter. Or was it,perhaps,for time in which to work that lie might win her? As Andrew looked at him he felt sorry for bis stein opposition to bis suit. Hairy bought a good quantity of time and departed. He looked rather pale, Andrew thought, and he re marked the same about the other buy ers of time. After all, was it a good tiling,this time transference? Andrew began to doubt it. Just then a messenger entered bear ing a telegram. Ashmoi e opened it, and, turning to .Andrew Hunter, said: "Two of the South American states are 011 the point of war, and I have just received a wire from an agent of the Syndicate there stating that one of them wants to purchase a large quantity of time in which to get its ar maments up to date." "Surely they will want an enormous amount?" answered Andrew. "That is true. Theyare,uo doubt,ap plying to every large time company ip the world, and prices will go up at once. The state that proposes to make this large purchase is, I am afraid in a sad way. For years past the inhabitants have been selling out time; but, iiu stead 0:' devoting the money to useful purposes,tliev have simply lived upon it, so that not only have their defences become out of (We, but their com merce has decreased greatly." "That is a shocking state of affairs," said Andrew. "But what about their opponents?" "They,oll the other hand,have been busily employed for years past iu de veloping their resources. They are fully prepared for emergencies." "In that case," said Andrew, "there will be little doubt as to the result. The country yo.i first mentioned will go the wall." "I think so, too," returned Ash more. "But what is that noise?" Andrew Hunter listened. It was <i dull, distant roar, like that of an ap pioachiug multitude. It was coming nearer. Suddenly a man burst into the room, hatless, hot and breathless. He was an employe of the syndicate. he shouted, "barricade tho door!" Andrew turue.l to (he man who had just entered. "Is it a riot?" he asked. Tho man looked at him in amaze ment. "Don't you know that s'nee time transference has been introluced here all the small employers of labor find it cheaper to buy time an 1 do more work themselves than employ others? Thousands of people'nave been thrown out of work all over the country, and this i; the result." "lJut why don't they sell part of their time aud live on the proceeds?" "They won't. Tlicy say they want their whole lives, and not a part hedged in by a living death." The noise increased. It grew nearer, nearer. Now the rioters had entered the street; now the foremost of them were at the door; now they were ham mering upon it. Shouts aud yells re sounded. Andrew went to the window and looked down upon the seething mass. The stones fell all around hint; they struck him; Wnt there he stood, rooted to the spot, his eyes fixed, as by some strange fascination, 011 the scene be low, and as be looked, he saw there, down among the wild, howling mob, urging and leading them on, his some time manager aud protege Morgan. He was loused. He was tilled with anger at the sight of him. Seizing a great stone, lie filing it at Morgan with a great shout of rage, and— awoke. It was a dream. The gray light of morning was stealing through the window; the fire was out, and Andrew Hunter wai feeling very ill. He rose aud shivered. It was all as it had been iu his dream, and it was th'.' dread king influenza who had give 1 him his fevered vision. For several days Andrew Hunter was a prisoner iu his room, but here the resemblance between the reality and dream ended. Wheu he returned to Memuon (?oiirt he fouad time as impossible to purchase as ever. But he did not regret it. He thought ol all he had seen in his dream; and, besides, Morgan had mauaged so well iu his absence that be trusted him mote than ever, and soon found his trust rewarded by more leisure than he had had for years past. But for all that, and although it is quite settled that Morgan is to be a partner in the firm, Andrew Hunter is not going to insist on Rose marrying Mor gan unless she pleases; and, as liose ► ays, there is Harry Preston to i>« reckoned with there. DK. TALMAGES SERMON. SUNDAY'S DISCOURSE BY THE NOTED DIVINE Bul>Ject: ledgers and Blblw—Thfro l« No War Between Religion hikl Bn»lne*»— Klgkteonsne«s t» » He-enforcement and Not a Hindrance In Lire's Aflalrt. [Oopyrlßht, Louis KlopscU. 1899.] Washington, D. C.—ln this di9cour.se Dr. Talmage argues that religion muy be taken into all the affairs ol life and Instead of Deing a hindrance, »s many think, Is a ro jnforeement. The teit is ltomuus xil., 11: 'Not slothful in business, fervent in spirit, serving the Lord." Industry, devoutness and Christian ser vice—all commended in that short text. What! Is it possible that they shall be con joined? Oh, yes! Tuere is no war between religion and business, between ledgers and Bibles, between churches and counting houses. On the contrary, re ligion accelerates business, sharpens men's wits, sweetens acerbity of disposition, fillips the blood of phiegmatics and throws more velocity into the wheels of hard work. It gives better balancing to the judgment, more strength to the will, more muscle to industry and throws into enthu siasm a more consecrated fire. You cannot in nil the circle of the world show me a man whose honest business has been de spoiled by religion. The indu-trial classes are divided into three groups—producers, manufacturers, traders. Producers, such as farmers and miners. Manufacturers, such as those who turn corn into food and wool and flax into apparel. Traders, such as make profit out of the transfer and exchange of all that which is produced and manufactured. A business man may belong to any one or all of these classes,"and not one is indepen dent of any other. When the prince imperial of France foil on the Zulu battlefield bocause the strap fastening the stirrup to the saddle broke as he clung to it, his comrades all escap ing, but he falling under tho lances oT the savages, a great many people blamed the empress for allowing her son togo forth into that battlefield, and others blame I the English Government for accepting the sacrifice, and others blamed the Zuius for their barbarism. The one most to blame was the harness maker who fashioned that strap of the stirrup out of shoddy and Imperfect material, as it was found to have been afterward. If the strap had held, the prince imperial would probably have been alive to-day. liut the strap broke. No prince independent of a harness maker! High, low,wise, ignorant, you lu one occupation, I in another, all bound togsther. So that there must bo one continuous line of sympathy with each other's work. But whatever your vocation, If you have a multiplicity of engagements, If into your life there come losses and an noyances and perturbations us well as per centages and dividends, if you are pursued Irom Monday morning until Saturday night and from January to January by inexor able obligation and duty, then you are a business man, or y u u are a business wom an, and my subject is appropriate to your case. We aro under the impression that the moil and tug of business life are a prison into which a man is thrust or that it is an unequal strife where unarmed a man goes forth to contend. I shall show you this morning that business life was intended of God for grand and glorious education and discipline, and if I shall be helped to say what I want to say I shall rub s jine of the wrinkles of caro out of your brow and un strap some of the burdens from your hack. I am not talking of an abstraction. Though never having been In business life, I know all about business men. In my first parish at Belleville, N. J., ten miles from New York, a large portion of my audience was mado up of New York merchants. Then I went to Syracuse, a place of immense commercial activity, and then I went to Philadelphia and lived long among the merchants of that city, than whom there are no better men oil earth, and for twenty-five years I stood iu iny Brooklyn pulpit, Sabbath by Sabbath, preaching to audiences tho majority of whom were business men and business women. It is not an abstraction of which [ speak, but a reulity with which I am well acquainted. In tho first placo, I remark that business life was intended as a school of energy. God fives us a certain amount of raw ma terial out of which we aro to hew our character. Our faculties are to bo reset, rounded and sharpened up. Our young folks having graduated from school or col lege need a higher education, that which the rasping and collision of everyday life alone can effect. Energy is wrought out only in the fire. After u man lias been in business activity ton, twenty, thirty years, his energy Is not to be measured by weights cj plummets or ladders. There is no height li cannot scale, and there is no depth it cannot fathom, and thero is no obstacle it cannot thrash. Now, my brother, why did God put you In that school of energy? Was it merely that you might be a yardstick to measure cloth or asteeiyard_ to weigh flour? Was it merely that you might bo toetter qualified to chaffer and higgle? No. God placed you in that school of energy that you might be developed for Christian work. If the un developed talents in the Christian churches of to-day were brought out and thoroughly harnessed, I believe the whole earth would be converted to God In a twelvemonth. There arose many deep streams that are turning no mill wheels and that are har nessed to no factory bands. Now, God demands the best lamb out of every flock. He demands the richest sheaf of every harvest. Ho demands tho best men of every generation. A cause in which Newton and Locke und Mansfield toiled you and I can afford to toil in. 0;i, for fewer Idlers iu the cause of Christ and for more Christian workers, men who shall take the same energy that from Monday morning to Saturday night they put forth for the achievement of a livelihood or the gathering of a fortune and on Sabbath days put it forth to the advantage of Christ's kingdom and the bringing of men to the Lord. Dr. Duff visited a man who had inheri ted a great fortune. The man said to him: "I had to be very busy for many years of my life getting iny livelihood. After a wlitlo this fortune came to me and there lias been no necessity that I toil since. There came a timo when I said to myself, 'Shall I now retire from business, or shall I goon and serve the Lord in my worldly occupa tion?' " He said: "I resolved on tho latter, and I have been more indus trious iu commercial circles than I ever was before, and since that hour 1 have never kept a farthing for myself. I have thought it to be a great shame if I couldn't toll as hard for the Lord as I had tolled for myself, and iWI the pro ducts of my faotories and my (wmmerclal establishments to the last farthing have gone for the building of Christian institu tions nnd supporting the church of God." Would that the name energy put forth for tho world could be put forth for God. Would that a thousand men in those great cities who have achieved a fortune could see It their duty now to do all business for Christ and the alleviation of the world's suffering! Again, I remark that business life Is a school of patfence. In your everydoy life how many things to anuoy and to disquiet? Bargains will rub. Commercial men will sometimes fail to meet their engagements. Cash book and money drawer will some times quarrel. Goods ordered for a spcciil emergency will come too late or be dam aged in the transportation. People Intend ing no harm will go shopping without any Intention of purchase, overturning great stocks of goods and Insisting that you break the dozeu. More bad debts on tho ledger. More counterfeit bills in the drawer. More debts to pay for other peo ple. More meanness on the part of part ners in busiLise. Annoyance after annoy ance, vexation after vexatfon and loss at ter loss. How many men do you suppose there are in commercial life who could say truthfully, "Iu all the sales I have ever mude I have never overstated the value of goods, in all the sales I have ever made I have never covered up an imper fection lu the fabric, of all the thousands of dollars I have ever made I have not taken one dlshoneHt farthing?" There are men, however, who can say it, hundreds who can say it, thousands who can say it. They are more honest than when they sold thoir first tierce of rice or their first firkin of butter, because their honesty and integrity have been tested, tried and come out triumphant. Bat they re member a time when they could have robbed a partner, or have absconded with the funds of a bank, or sprung a snap judgment, or made a false assignment, or Dorrowed inimitably without any efforts at payment, or got a man Into a sharp corner and fleeced him. But thoy never took one step on that pathway of hell fire They can say their prayers without hear ing the chink of dishonest dollurs. Can read their Bible without thinking of the time when with a lie on their soul in the custom house thoy kissed tho book. Thoy can think of death and the judgment that comes after It without any flinching— that day when all charlataus aud cheats and jockeyß and frauds shall be doubly damned. What a school of Integrity busings life is! If you have ever been tempted 10 let your integrity cringe before present ad vantages, ff you have ever wakened up in some embarrassment and said: "Now I will step a little aside from the right path, and no one will know it, nnd I will come all right again. It is only once." That only once has ruined tens of thousands of men for this life and blasted their souls for eter nity. A merchant in Liverpool got a £3 Bank of England note, and, holding it toward the light, he saw some interlineations in what seemed red ink. Ho finally de ciphered the letters and found out that the writing had been made by a slave in Al giers saying In substance, "Whoever gets this bank note will please to inform my brother, John Dean, living near Carlisle, that I am u slave of the bey of Algiers." The merchant sent word, employed Gov ernment officers and found who this man was spoken of in this bnnk note. After awhile the man was rescued, who for eleven years hud been a slave of the bey of Algiers! He was immediately emancipated, but was so worn out by hardship and ex posure he soon after died. Oh, if some of the bank bills that come through your hands could tell all the scenes through which they have passed it would bo a tragedy eclipsing any drama of Shakes peare, mightier than King Lear or Mac beth! Plato and Aristotle were so oppos9l tc merchandise that they declared commerce to be tho curse of tho nations, ami they ad vised that cities be built at least ten miles from the sea coast. But you and I know that there are no more Industrious or high minded men than those who move in the world of traffic. Some of them carry bur dens heavier than hods of brick, and are exposed to sharper things than the oast wind, aud climb mountains higher than the Alps or Himalayas, and if they are faithlul Christ will at last say to them: "Well done, good and faithful servant; thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things. Enter thou into the joy of thy Lord." We talk about the martyrs of the Tiea mout valley, and the martyrs among the Scotch highlands, and tho martyrs at Ox ford. There aro just as certainly martyrs of Wall street and State street, mnrtvrs ol Fulton 9treet and Broadway, martyrs of Atlantic street and Chestnut street, going through hotter fires or having their necks under sharper axes. Ttien it behooves us to banish all fretfuluess from our lives, If this subject bo true. We look back to the time when we were at school, and we re member tliß rod. aud we remember the hnrd tasks, and we complained grievously; but now we see it was for tho best. B.i-I ness life is a school, and the tasks are hard, and the chastisement* sometimes are very grievous; but do not complain. The hotter the fire the bettor the rodning. There are men before the throue of God this day iu triumph who 011 earth were cheated out of everythtng but their coffin. They were sued, they were imprisoned fot debt, they were throttled by constables with a whole pack of writs, they were sold out by the sheriffs, they had to comprom ise with their creditors, they had to make assignments. Their dying hours were an noyed by the sharp ringing of the dooi bell bv some impetuous creditor who thought it was outrageous and impudent that a man should dare to die before he paid the last half dollar. I had a friend who had many misfor tunes. Everything went against him He had good business capacity and was of the best of morals, but he was one of those men such as you have somotlmes seen, fot whom everything seems togo wrjng. His life became to hlia a plague. When I heard he wns dead, I said, "Good, got rid oT the sheriffs!" Who are thoso lustrous souls before tho throne? When the ques tion is asked, "Who are they?" the angels stnndlng ou tho sea of glass respond, "These are thoy who came out of great business trouble ami had had their robes washed and made wliito in the blood of the Lamb." A man arose in Fulton street prayer moot ing and said: "I wish publicly to acknowl edge the goodness cf God. I was in busi ness trouble. I had money to pay, and 1 had 110 means to pay it.and I was in utter despair of all human help, and I laid this matter before the Lord, ami tills morning i went down among some old business friends I had not seen in many years just to make II call, and one said to me. 'Why, I am so glad to see you! Walk in. We have some monoy 011 our books due you a good while, but we didn't know where you were, aud therefore not having your address we could not send It. We are very glad you have come!'" And tho man standing in Fuitou street prayer meetiug said, "The amount they paid me was six times what I owed." You say it only happened so? You are un believing. God answered that man's prayer. Oh, you want business grace! Com mercial ethies, bn-lness honor, laws of trade are all very good in their place, but there are times when you want something more than this world will give you. You want God. For the lack of Him some that you havo known have cousented to forge, and to maltreut their friends, and to curse thoir enemies, anil their names have been bulletined among .scoundrels, and they have been ground to powder, while other men you have known have gone through the very same stress of cir cumstances triumphant. Thero are men here to-day who fought the battle and gained tho victory. People corao out of that man's store and they say, "Well, if thero ever wns u Chris:ian trader, that Is one." Integrity kept the books and waited ou the customers. Light from the eterual wouid flashed through the show windows. Love to God nnd love toman presided in that storehouse. Some day people going through the street notico that the shutters of the window are not down. The bar of that store door has not been removed. People say, "Wliat is the matter?" You go up a little closer and you see written on the card of that window, "Closod ou account of the death of one of the firm." That day all through the circles of business there Is talk about how a good man has gone. Boards of trade pass resolutions of sympathy, nnd churches of Christ pray, "Help, Lord, for the god ly man ceaseth." He has made his last bargain, he has suffered his last loss, he has ached with his last fatigue. His chil dren will get the result of his industry, or, if through misfortune there be no dollars left, they will have an estate of prayer nnd Christian example, which will be everlast- j Ing. Heavenly rewards for earthly dis cipline. There "t!i« .vlcked cease from j troubling and the weary are ut rest." | A TEMPERANCE COLUMN r HE DRINK EVIL MADE MANIFEST IN MANY WAYS. A Warning to Thou Who Take a Drink When Fatigued—Alcohol Cannot Ad«l to the Reserve of Energy Stimu lant* Never Increase Brain Capacity. Dr. George Hershell, of London, has re feutly written a book entitled, "Health Troubles of City Life," that is very highly praised by London critics. In one of the* Jhapters devoted to the study of stirnu 'nnts he says: "Stimulant" never increase the natural sapacity of the brain. Tbey can only ab stract for the purposes of work in hand *omo °f the energies which are solely needed to repair and to restore a brain which has already been taxed to the furth est limit which Is consistent with health. To remove the sense of fatigue caused by overwork by the consumption of alcohol is to close one's o.ars to the voice of nature. P'Jii weariues'i of the brain is a protest against further exertion until recuperntion has been obtained by rest; and if the weary feeling is deaileued or destroyed by ad- ■ ventitlous means, nature will exact her oenalty. "When the overworked man of business. , hnvinit been on bis legs nli dav, and feel, i Ing lit to drop, with a sensation of 'all goneness' about the region of his stomach rouses himself with whatever he is in the I habit of taking, be it whisky, champagne, or even tea or coffee, he does not add one I atom of force to bis stock of energy, al- I though he fancies he does, but having put I to sleep his sense of weariness, simply ap propriates some of his reserve for the pres ent necessity. He has accepted a bill ut i ?!iort date to which a ruinous rate of in terest Is attached, and his resources will aot allow him to make many repetitions of he experiment. His account at the bank t>f life will soon be overdrawn. Alcohol Minnot add one iota to his reserve of nerv )us energy, but it may delude him Into ex lausting it. Tho busy man should once 'or all rid himself of this fancy that he can . ■reate by artificial means an abnormal 'tore of brain power. HiS cannot enl irge ] '.he limits which nature has set up." New Chair For Iterea College. I The will of George P. Clark, of West Ac ton, Mass., was filed for probate at East Cambridge. It contains a bequest looking ; toward the foundiug of a professorship in j Heron College for teaching young men and i women the dangers of the alcoholic ana to | }acco habits. The testator says: "Having for many years been witness of : the terrible demoralizing effects and al < most endless amount of suffering and ; wretchedness caused by the use of alcoholic i drinks, i"'id having seen the baneful and | r-tuperyiug influence of tobacco upon tho i human system, and also because I feel the | need of having iu every college a professor whose duty it should be to warm youug | men and women therewith connected of 1 the great injury they do their own bodies | and to humanity by the use of theso | poison l ", I have for some years beeu sav ing what little money I could from my j small salary, with the hope that I might i some time be instrumental in the province | AR God of preventing the moral J>U 1 intel | lectual wreck of some able and gifted young j man ei* woman." filiations For the Thoughtful. The liquor truffle is really as much a fact ! In the world, as we know it to-day, as the ■(.-« and fall •<! the tides or the pressure of : the atmosphere are, and it must be treated is such. Storming anil raging and shriek- I ing do not stop the tide from coming in i lnd they will not stop the sale of liquor so | ong as the conditions are as they are to i lay. The problem is one which demnnds | irofouud study. What is it that draws I nen to saloons? What are the social con j litions which give the saloon its awful ; lower over the lower classes? Why have ill our methods so far proved Inefficient to | irive the abominable traffic out of exist ?nce? What is the relation between the • j moon Bud politics? What is its exact re ation to crime nnd poverty and disease? lnd then, how shall such a system ol i hings be dealt with? Theso are questions ; vhich must be met and investigated with he sumo precision and penetration which , :o toward solving the other great problems j )f tho world.—American Friend. j The Temperate Porto Rlcnno. | Writing from Porto Rico, Mr. Frank G. I Carpenter, the well-known newspaper cor ! "espondent, pays a tribute to tile temperate labits of the Porto lilcans as contrasted vith the Americans. He savs, "The chief i -ates of intoxication are among our sol liers, and I have, so far. seen ten drunken ! imericans to one Porto Rlcan." It is to >e hoped that contact with our American mstoms wilt not cause the natives of Forto i ilco to ahandon temperance, as the Mexl i '.ans are doing, according to Mr. Guernsey, I inder the influence of American dwellers n that republic. Evil* of Alcohol. The German doctors have succeeded In irousing educated people to organize so cieties for study of the alcohol problem. ..ectures are given and a monthly magazine ! las L'een started to oppose the drinking ! ;ustoms. There is also a German Total Ibstinenoe Society of eighty physicians, i vliose chief work at its last session was to ; lemand instruction in the public schools ihowiug the nature and effects of alcohol lpon the human system. i t Value or Good Habit* In Baseball. j "I never drink beer, whisky or chew to j jacco," said Pitcher Nichols, of tho Boston National League Baseball Club, the other I lay at Cincinnati. "I scarcely know what ntoxlcating liquor tastes like. I hive been ! Mtching professional ball about eleven j irears. I can pitch a game every third day, , lnd in a pinch can pitch every other day. i i'es, I attribute my powers of endurance 1 :o my habits." Over 10,000 Saloons in Ohio. j A statement, completed by the Auditor ! t>f the State of Ohio, shows that there are 10.874 saloons, a gain of 693 since the July statement of last year. The total revenue I from the saloous is $548,118.G9 per annum. The beer and whisky license in Ohio costs j 1250 a year. French Drunkarils. Dr. Laborde, a French physician, In a brochure on the subject, declares that un less measures are taken at once to prevent It the French working class In a few years will become habitual drunkards. The Crusade in Brief. An anti-saioon man working for a pro suloou party will get left. The saloon is the devil's church, and tb» rum-ruled politicians are his evangelists. Boston congratulates Itself oa a marked decrease In drunkenness during tho last three years. The saloon business of the United States s is directly chargeable with a total of 0f,43£ murders between 18S6 and 18'JG. It is ver Itably the sura of viiUiinies. A saloon keepe: is never so happy as when his spirits ire steadily going down. If you hate the saloon as you ought tc hate it, people who know you know you do Scotland has 146 parishes without pau pers, poor rates or public, houses, the nb sence of the last, perhups, accounting lot that of the first two. In a recent treatise on alcoholism by Trull, It is Mated that In England seventy five per cent, of all cases of pauperism art due to driiik, and in Germany, ninety per cent. The Southarn Pacific Railroad seems tc be able tc accomplish that which salooo sympathizers say the Government cannot uo, namely—stop liquor selling on its own premises. — 1
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