THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS. McCONNELLSBURG, PA. mull lLU5IMriOS5 SYNOPSIS. Krnuitli ririKWulil, nn unsuccessful rUt-r r--uust- tt niMl:illfltlc it'iiilcni-it'H, up wit tk hiH frlt-ml HutnhrMk't- at dinu Uien'' restaurant In N'W url'-ans iin.l 4rlnn that if ttf fssary he w ill htoal to from yinrvliic. lie IiciI.Ih up An.lri'w i;il)hrallli. r .--1 1 i. 1 1 1 of tllo l!nuu Sl'lto lPeirrity. trt tl!H private ollic-e il Hit e-e:ti.-.i with $!'. Iti cash. Hy orlntnal nietlit'ils euu- the hue and i ry antl kihh Aboard the IVlltf Julie tm a U'-rUtuuiil. He uiiexiert.-.lly ronfronm flint lulte Kurn tiam of Wuhliskii. Minn., w ho liail Heeh Mm cash liallirallh'B rlwk In the bank. 4'harlitlte r.M dcnizi-H CriswnM, hut tl' ilr to write to tlulhruith nither than 4lrnuum-e the rtihher tu the t'ttuin. She hs the ttrutal mate P-H'-neil fimn ilrown ln liy Gnwwnht ami 1el.i s'-ndmn her fetter to iall.,raitli. Sin.- talk to (!ri oiil it ml hy liia rnlvl.')' semis her letter f betrayal to (lalhraltll anunymoiiHly. ;rlHol(l Ik anvxtnl on the arilvul of the wt at St. LoulH but em-apes from tils ltijr. CHAPTER VII Continued. McGratli found his handcuffs and tried the key In those upon Griswold's rists. It fitted. "Now ye're fut and hand loose, I'll aay to ye what 1 wouldn't say to a cripple. Wuu Is that ye're not Gavin; je're no more like him than I am. Let that go. Ye've been up to some devil try. Hut that's all over and gone, that'll ye be doliiK next?" GrUwold took a leaf out of the past. Safety in a former peril had grown out of a breakfast deliberately eaten la a cafe next door to the Iiujou State Becurity. "What would I do but tinish my job oa the Julie?" he said, pushing the theory to Its logical conclusion. The mate shook his head. "Ye eedn't do that; the cops might be omliig down here and running you In I again. How much pay have ye drawn?" "Not any." McGrath took a greasy wallet from lis pocket and counted out a deck kind's wages for the trip. "Take this, and I'll be getting It back from the clerk. It might not be good f'r ye to Bhow up at the office." Griswold suffered a sudden return to the meliorating humanities. "I've been calling you all the hard names I could lay tongue to. McGrath, and there have been times when I ould have given the price of a good farm for the privilege of standing up to you on a bit of green grass with no tody looking on. I take It all back. Tou say you haven't forgotten; nei ther will I forget, and maybe my turn will come again, some day." "Go along with you," growled the rough-tongued Irishman, whose very tinduess had a tang of brutality in it. "If you're coming across the naygur. iff an i r hufe McGratli Tried tl-e Key in Those Upon Criswold's Wrist. Hose, anywhere, sind him back tnd tell him I'll see that he gets real money f'r helping us unload. Off with 7e, now. whilst they're catching up with yer runaway cab." Griswold went leisurely, as befitted his theory, and upon reaching the lev ee, turned aside among the freight pyramids In search of his confede rate. Now that there was time to recall the facts he feared that the negro had been taken. He had se cured but a few yards' start In the race, and his pursuer was a white man, able to back speed with Intelli gence. Griswold had a sickening fit of despair when ho contemplated the H)8slbility of failure with the goal al most In. sight; and the reaction, when to stumbled upon the nejro skulking In the shadows of a lumber cargo, was sharp enough to make him faint and dizzy. The negro did not recognize him at first and was about to run away, when Griswold shook off the benumbing weakness and called out. "T'ank de good Lawdl Is dat you II. Cap'm Gravitt? I's dat shuck up 1 couldn't recognize my oT mammy! Tck dlshyer cunjah-bag o' yourn 'fo' I gwino drap hit. Hit's des been liu'uin' my ban's ev' sense I done tuk out wid It!" SAWDUST TO PUT OUT FIRE Probably Most Valuable of Extinguish ers In Dealing With a Small Blaze. We are not accustomed to regard aawduBt In the light of a Ore extin guisher. Ou the contrary, most of us look upon It as fuel for the flames and would never dream of throwing It upon a fire which, we were anxious to put out. Nevertheless It is very valuable In- KJ.m l.'v:'i 11 - CDRnOK5 Griswold took the handkerchief bundle, and the mere touch of It put new life Into him. "Where is the fellow who was chas ing you, Mose?" he asked. "I's nev' gwlno tell you dat; no, sun. Las' time I seed him, he's des t'arlu' off strips up de levee after turnr fel lah." "What other fellow?" The negro laughed and did a double shullle at the mere recollection of It. "Hi-yah! Turrer fellah is de fellah what done tuk my Job. Hit was des away: when I t'lnk dat white man gwlne catch me, thirty, I des drap down In de daikes' cawnch 1 kin tin"; dat's what I done, yas, still, lie des keep on agoln', spat, spat, spat, an' when he come out front de Gineral Jackson over yondeli, one detn boys what's wukkln' on her, he tuk out, an' dat white man des tu'n hlsself loose an' mek his lalgs go lak he gwlne shek "urn plum off; yas, gah!" Griswold suffered another lapse Into the humanities when ho saw the list of ptr-cipants In his act growing steadily with each fresh complication, and he said, "I'm sorry for that, Mose." "Nev' you mln' 'bout dat, rap'm. Dat boy he been doin" somepln to mek him touchous. 'less'n he nev' tuk out dat a-way, no, suli!" "Maybe so. Well, we can't help It now. Here Is the twenty I promised you." "Tank you, suh: tank you kln'ly, Cap'm. You-ttU's des de whites' white man ev' I knowed. You sholy Is." "What are you going to do with yourself, now?" Griswold Inquired. "Who, me? I's gwlne up yondeh to dat resteraw an' git me de blges' mess o' fried fish I can hoi' dat's me; yas, suh." "McGrath says he'll pay you levee wages If you'll come back to the boat and help get the cargo out of her." "lteckon I ain't gwlne back to de Julie; no, suh. Iint'd be gittin' rich too fas' for dis niggeh. Good night, Cap'm Gravitt; an' t'aitk you kln'ly, suh." Griswold went his way musing upon the little object lesson afforded by the negro's determination. Here was a fellow man who was one of the feeblest of the underdogs in the great social fight; and with money enough in hand to give him Ht least a breath ing interval, his highest ambition was a mess of fried fish. The object lesson was suggestive, If not specially encouraging, and Gris wold made a mental note of It for further study when the question of present Faft ty should be more satis factorily answered. CHAPTER VIII. Griswold Emergent. Half an hour or such a matter after the hue-and-cry runaway from the curb In front of the saloon two doors above, Mr. Abram Sonneschein, dealer in second-hand clothing and sweat shop bargains, saw a possible cus tomer drifting across the street, and made ready the grappling books of commercial enterprise. There was little suggestion of the tramp roustabout, nnd still less, per haps, of the gentleman, about the per son who presently emerged from the Sonneschein emporium. A square far ther on be selected a barber's shop of cleanly promise. An hour later, reach ing the retail district, he strolled past many brilliantly lighted shops until he found one exactly to his liking. A courteous salesmen caught him up at the door, and led the way to the des ignated departments. liy this time Mr. Sonnest hein's hes itant and countrified customer had un dergone a complete metamorphosis. No lunger reluctpnt and hard to please, he passed rapidly from coun ter to counter, making his selections with manlike celerity and certainty and bargaining not at all. When he was quite through, there was enough to furnish a generous traveling ward robe; a head to-foot change of gar mentlngs with a surplus to fill two lordly suitcases; so ho bought the suitcases also, and bad them taken with his other purchases to the dress ing room. All traces of the deck-hand Gavltt, and of thy Sonneschein planter-customer having been obliterated, there remained only the paying of his bill and the summoning of a cab. Oddly enough, the cab, when It come, proved to bo-a four-wheeler driven by a little, wizen-faced man whose thin, high pitched voice was singularly familiar. "The Hotel Chouteau? yla, sorr. Will you plaze hand me thlm grips? I can't lave me harrses." The driver's excuse Instantly tied the knot of recognition, and tho man ho had just cremated his former Identities swore softly. All things considered, It was the Griswold of the college-graduate days the days of the Blender patrimony which had capitalized the literary be ginningwho presented himself at the counter of the Hotel Chouteau at half-past nine o'clock on the evening of the Uelie Julie's arrival nt St. Louis, wrote his mime In the guest book and deed in certain fire emergencies, es pecially in caseB where little volumes of gasoline or other Inflammable liquids have become Ignited. The motorist In particular will be glad to know that there Is perhaps nothing within reach more effective In such cases. The principle upon which bsw dust works Is obvious. Combustion ceases as soon as there Is not enough oxygen to support IL That Is the rea son that one may extinguish a small fire by simply covering it with a cloth. The sawdust. Indeed, works precisely permitted an attentive bell boy to re lieve him of his two suitcases. The clerk, a rotund little man with a promising bald spot and a per manent smile, had appraised his latest guest lu the moment of book-signing, nnd the result was a small triumph for tho Olive street furnishing house. Next to the genuinely tailor-made stands tho Quality of verisimilitude; and the keynote of the clerk's greeting was respectful affability. "Glad to have you with us, Mr. Gris wold. Would you llko a room, or a suite?" "Neither; if I have time to get my supper and catch a train. Have you a railway guide?" "There Is one In the writing room. Hut possibly I can tell you what you wish to know. Which way are you going?" Without stopping to think of the critical happenlngB which had Inter vened since the forming of the Im pulsive resolution fixing his destina tion, Griswold named the chosen field for the hazard of fresh fortunes, and its direction. "North; to a town In Minnesota culled Wnhaska. lo you happen to know the place?" The clerk smiled and shook his head. "Plenty of time, Is there?" Griswold asked. "Oh, yes. Your train leaves the ter minal at eleven-thirty; but you can get Into the sleeper any time after eight o'clock." Seated at a well-appointed table In the Chouteau cafe, Griswold had ample time to overtake himself In the race reconstructive, and for the moment the point of view became frankly HiIIIb tine. The luxurious hotel, with Its air of invincible respectability; the snowy napery. the cut glass, tho shaded lights, the deferential service; all these appealed Irresistibly to tho epicurean in him. It was as if he had come suddenly to his own again after an undeserved season of deprivation, nnd the effect of It was to push the hardships and perils of the preceding weeks and months into a far-away past. He ordered his supper deliberately, and while he waited for Its serving, Imagination cleared the stage and set the scenes for the drama of the future. That future, with all Its opportunities for the realizing of Ideals, was now safely assured. He could go whither he pleased nnd do what seemed right In his own eyes, and there was none to say him nay. In this minor city of his hasty selec tion he would find the environment most favorable for a rewriting of his book and for a renewal of his studies. Here, too, he might hope to become by unostentatious degrees the beneficent god-ln-the-car of his worthier ambition, raising the fallen, succoring the help less and fighting the battles of the oppressed. Further along, w hen sho Bhould have quite forgotten the Ilelle Julie's deck hand, he would meet Miss Karnham on an equal social footing; and the conclusion of tho whole matter should be a triumphant demonstration to her by their Irrefutable logic of good deeds and a life well-lived that in his case, at least, the end justified the means. The train of reflective thought was brwken abruptly by the seating of two other supper guests at his table; a big-framed man In the grizzled fifties, and a young woman who looked as If she might have stepped the moment before out of tho fitting rooms of the most famous of Parisian dressmakers Griswold's supper was served, and for a time he made shift to Ignore the couple at the other end of the table. Then an overheard word, the name of the town which he had chosen as his future abiding place, made him sud denly observant. It was the young woman who had named Wahaska, and he saw now that his first Impression had been at fault; sho was not overdressed. Also he saw that she was plquantly pretty; a bravura type, slightly suggesting the Uialto at its best, perhaps, but equal! suggestive of sophistication, travel and a serene disregard of chaperonage. Tho young woman's companion was undeniably her father. Gray, heavy browed, and with a face that was a life-mask of crude strength and ele mental shrewdness, the man had be queathed no single feature to the alert ly beautiful daughter; yet the resem blance was unmistakable. Griswold did not listen designedly, but he could not help overhearing much of the talk nt the other end of the table. From It he gathered that the young woman was lately returned from some Flori da winter resort; that her father had met her hy appointment In St. Louis; and that the two were going on to gether; perhaps to Wahaska, since that was the place name oftenest on the lips of the daughter. It was at this point that the apex of Philistine contentment was passed and the reaction set in. Ho had been spending strength and vitality reck lessly and the accounting was at hand. The descent began when he took him self sharply to task for the high-priced supper. What right had he to order costly food that he could not eat when the price of this single meal would feed a family for a week? After that, nothing that the obsequi ous and attentive waiter could bring proved tempting enough to recall the vanished appetite. Never having known what It was to be sick, Gris wold disregarded the warning, drank a cup of strong coffee and went out to the lobby to get a cigar, leaving his table companions In the midst of their meal. To his surprise and chagrin the carefully selected "pen'ecto" mado him dizzy and faint,-bringing a disquieting recurrence of the vertigo which had seized him while he was searching for his neero treasure-hearer on the levee. In this manner. Its particles adhere bo closely together that they effect ually blanket the burning body upon which they are thrown, thus robbing the fire of the oxygen necessary for Its support. Queer Sights on Cars. You see some queer sights on the street cars here, writes a New York correspondent. Today a well-dressed woman boarded a Madison avenue car, carrying a peculiar looking square tin box suspended from a leather "I've had an overdose of excitement, I guess," ho said to himself, flinging tho cigar away. "Tho best thing for mo to do Is to go down to tho train and get to bed." Ho went nbout it listlessly, with a curious buzzing lu his ears nnd a cer tain dimness of sight which was quite disconcerting; and when a cab was summoned he was glad enough to let a respectfully sympathetic porter lend him a shoulder to the sldewulk. The drive in the open air was suffi ciently tonic to help him through the details of ticket-buying and embarka tion; and afterward sleep came so quickly that be did not know when the Pullman porter drew the curtains to adjust the screen In the window at his lift !5mI I The Porter Knew the Calling of the Red-Faced Man by Intuition, feet, though he did awake drowsily later on at the sound of voices In thu nlsle, awoke to realize vaguely that his two table companions of the Hotel Chouteau cafe were to be his fellow travelers In tho Pullman. The train was made up ready to leave, and the locomotive was filling the great train shed with stertorous hissings, when a red-faced man slipped through the gates to saunter over to the Pullman and to peck Inquisitively at the porter. "Much of a load tonight, George?' "No, sah; mighty light; four young ladles goln" up to de school In Fari bault, Mistah Grlerson and his daugh ter, and a gentleman from de Chou teau." "A gentleman from the Chouteau? When did he come down?" The porter knew the culling of the red-faced man only by Intuition; but Griswold's tip was warming lu his pocket and he lied at random and on general principles. "Been heah ull de evenin'; come down right early afte' suppeh, and went to bald like he was sick or tarr'd or somethin'." "What sort of a looking man Is be?" "Little, smooth-faced, nnrr'-chlsted gentleman; look like he might be" Uut the train was moving out and the red-faced man had turned away. Whereupon the porter broke his simile In the midst, picked up his carpet covered step and climbed aboard. CHAPTER IX. The Goths and Vandals. In the day of Its beginnings, Wa haska was a minor trading post on the northwestern frontier, and an out fitting station for the hunters and trappers of the upper Mississippi and Minnesota lake region. Later, It became the market town of a wheat-growing district, and a foundation of modest prosperity was laid by well-to-do farmers gravitating to that county seat to give their chil dren the benefit of a graded school. Later still enme the passing of the wheat, a re-peopling of the farniB by a fresh Influx of home-seekers from the Old World, and the birth, In Wa haska and elsewhere, of the Industrial era. Jasper Grlerson was a product of the wheat-growing period. The son of one of the earliest of the New York state homesteaders in the wheat belt, he came of age in the year of the Civil war draft, and was unpatriotic enough, some said, to dodge conscription, or the chance of It, by throwing up bis hostler's Job In a Wahaska livery sta ble and vanishing Into the dim limbo of the farther West. Also, tradition added that he was well-spared by most; that he was Ill-spared, Indeed, by only one, and that one a woman. After the westward vanishing, Wa haska saw him no more until he re turned in his vigorous pime, a vet eran soldier of fortune upon whom the goddess had poured a golden shower out of some cornucopia of the Colorado mines. Although rumor, oocaslonally naming him during the years of ab sence, had never mentioned a wife, ha was accompanied by a daughter, a dark-eyed, red-llppcd young woman, a rather striking beauty of a type un familiar to Wahaska and owing noth ing. It would seem, to the grim, gray wolf Jasper. Since the time was ripe, Wahaska did presently burst Its swaddling bands. Commercial enterprise Is sheep-like; where one leads, others will follow; and the mere following breeds success, If only by the sheer Impetus of the massed forward move ment. Jasper Grlerson was the man of the hour, but the price paid for lead ership by the led Is apt to be high. handle. Just as she sat down the car gave a Jolt the lid flew off the tin box and out shot a streak of blurred gray and brown fur. "Hats," called a cheerful man. A dozen shrieks pierced the air and 24 pairs of the latest style shoes climbed up on the seats. But It wasn't a rat after all it was a squirrel, lie went tearing down the car, scurried up the new spring suit of a woman In the corner and made the return trip over the hats of the astonished passengers. Then he dis appeared. Finally a small boy crawled WJien Wahaska became a city, with a chorter and a bonded debt, electric lights, waterworks und a trolley sys tem, Grlerson's interest predominated in every considerable business venture In It, save and excepting the Ruymer Foundry and Machine works. He was president of one bank, and the principal stockholder In the other, which was practically an allied Institu tion; he was the sole owner of the grain elevator, the saw and planing mills, the box factory end a dozen smaller Industries in which his name did not appear. Also, it was his money, or rather his skill as a promoter, which had transformed the Wnhaska & Pine boro railroad from a logging switch, built to serve the sawmill, into an im portant and Independent connecting link In tho great lake region system. In each of these commercial or In dustrial chariots the returned native sat in the driver's seat; and those who remembered hlm as a loutish young farmhand overlooked the educative re sults of continued success and mnr veled nt his gifts, wondering how and where he had acquired them. While the father was thus gratifying a purely Gothic lust for conquest, the daughter figured, In at least one small circle, as a beautiful young Vandal, with a passion for overturning all the well-settled traditions. At first her at titude toward Wahaska and the Wa haskans had been serenely tolerant; the tolerance of the bartarlan who neither understands, nor sympathizes with, the homely virtues and the cus toms which have grown out of them. Then resentment awoke, and with It a soaring ambition to reconstruct tho social fabric of the countrified town upon a model of her own devising. In this charitable undertaking she was aided and abetted by her father, who Indulgently paid the bills. At her Instigation he built an Imposing red brick mansion on the sloping shore of Lake Mlnneduska, named it or suf fered her to name it "Mereside," had un artist of parts up from Chicago to design the decorations and superintend the furnishings, had a landscape gar dener from Philadelphia to lay out the grounds nnd, when all was In readi ness, gave a housewarmlng to which the Invitations were In some sense mandatory, since by that time he had a finger In nearly every commercial and industrial pie In Wahaska. Put there were still obstacles to be surmounted. From the first there had been a perverse minority refusing stubbornly to bow the head in the house of Grlerson. The Farnhnms were of it, and the Raymers, with a following of a f?w of the families called "old" as age Is reckoned in the middle West. The men of this minor ity were slow to admit the omnipo tence of Jasper Grlerson's money, and thp women were still slower to accept Miss Grlerson on terras of social equal ity. At the housewarmlng this minority had been represented only by various ly worded regrets. At a reception, given to mark tho closing of Mereside, socially, on the eve of Miss Margery's departure for the winter in Florida, the regrets were still polite and still unanimous. Miss Margery laughed de fiantly and set her white teeth on a determined resolution to reduce thin inner cltndel of conservatism at all costs. Accordingl;', she opened the campaign on the morning after the re ception; began it at tho breakfast ta ble when sho was pouring her father's toffee. "You know everybody, and every body's business, poppa: who is the treasurer of St. John's?" she Inquired. "How should I know?" grumbled the magnate, whose familiarity with church affairs was limited to certain writings of a legal nature concerning the Presbyterian house of worship upon which he held a mortgage. "You ought to know," asserted Miss Margery, with some asperity. "iBn't It Mr. Kdward Raymer?" Jasper Grlerson frowned thoughtful ly Into space. "Why, yes; come to think of It, I guess he Is the mnn Anyway, he's one of their what do you cull 'em trustees?" "Wardens," corrected Margery. "Yes, that's it; I knew It was some thing connected with a penitentiary. What do you want of him?" "Nothing much of him; but I want a check for live hundred dollars pay able to his order." Jasper Grlerson's laugh was sug gestive of the nolso made by a rusty door hinge. The tilting of the golden cornucopia had made hlm a ruthless money-grubber, but he never ques tioned his daughter's demands. "Going In for the reul old simon pure, blue-ribbon brand of respectabil ity this time, ain't you, Madgle?" ho chuckled; but he wrote the check on the spot. Two hours later, Miss Grierson'B cut ter, driven by herself, paraded In Main street to the delight of any eye es thetic. When the clean-limbed Ken tuckion had measured the length cf Main street he was Bent on across the railroad tracks into the Industrial halt of the town, and was finally halted In front of the Raymer Foundry and Ma chine works. Raymer was at his desk when the smart equipage drew up before tho of fice door; and a moment later he was at the curb, bareheaded, offering to help the daughter of men out of the robe, wrappings. Raymer held the office door open for her. and In the grimy little den which had been his father's before him, placed a chair for her at tho desk-end. "Now you can tell mo In comfort what I can do for you," he said. "Oh, It's only a little thing. 1 came to see you about renting a pew In St. John's; that is our church, you know." Raymer did not know, but he was politic enough not to say so. under the seat and restored the squir rel to Ita owner. "My baby! My baby!" cried the owner of the tin box as she kissed her pet ecstatically. Tho car stopped at Forty-third Btreet. A woman stood grasping the rail her foot on the lower step. "Is this tho regular Madison , avenue car?" she asked anxiously. "No," said the con ductor scornfully, "it's the nut special get right on." Optimistic Thought. Bbamo lasts longer than poverty. "1 am quite at you? service," h hastened to say. "Shall I show you I plan of tho sittings?" When tho sittings were finally do elded upon Bho opened her purse. "It Is so good of you to take time from your business to wait on me," she told him; and then, In nulve con fusion: "I I asked poppa to make out a check, but I don't know whether It Is big enough." Raymer took the order to pty, glanced at the amount, and from that to the velvety eyes with the half abashed query lu them. MIbs Grler son's eyes were her most effective weapon. With them she could look anything, from daggers drawn to kisses. Just now the look was of childlike beseeching, but Raymer with stood It or thought he did. "It is more than twice as much as we get for the beBt locations," he de murred. "Walt a minute and I'll write you a check for the difference and give you a receipt." Hut at the word she was on her feet In an eager flutter of protest. "Oh, pleuse don't!" she pleaded. "If It Is really too much, can't you put the difference In the missionary box, or In the In tho minister's salary? as a lit tle donntlon from ub, you know?" Thus the smull matter of business was concluded; but Miss Margery was not yet ready to go. From St. John's and Its affairs official she passed deftly to the treasurer of St. John's and his affairs personal. Was the machine works the place where they made steam engines and things? And -did the sign, "No Admittance," on the doors mean that no visitors were al lowed? If not, she would so much like to" Raymer smiled and put himself once more at her service, this time s guide and megaphonlst. It was all very noisy and grimy, but if she cared to go through the works he would be glad to go with her. He did not know how glad he was going to bo until they had passed through the clamorous machlno shop and had reached the comparatively quiet foundry. One of MI.ib Margery's gifts was the ability to become for the moment an active and sympathetic sharer In anyone's enthusiasms. In the foundry sho looked and listened, and was unsophisticated only to the cegree that invites explanation. It was a master-stroke of finesse. A man is never so transparent as when he forgets himself In his own trade talk; and Raymer was unrolling himself as a scroll for Miss Grlerson to read as she ran. Tho tour of the works which had be gun In passing acquaintance ended In friendship, precisely as Miss Grlerson had meant It should; and when Ray mer was tucking her Into the cutter and wrapping her in the fur robes, she added the finishing touch, or rather the touch for which all the other touches had been the preliminaries. "I'm so glad I had the courage to come and see you this morning. We have been dreadfully remiss In church Rill wm "Going in fo.' the Real Brand This Time' Ain't You Madge?" matters, but I am going to try Jo make up for it in tho future. I'm sorry you couldn't come to us lust evening. Please tell your mother and sister that I do hope we'll meet, sometime. I Bhould so dearly love to know them, Thank you so much for everything. Good-by." Ruymer watched her os 8h3 drove away, noted her skillful handling of the fiery Kentucklan and her straight seat in the dying cutter, and the smile which a day or two earlier might have been mildly satirical was now openly apprcbatlve. "She Is a shrewd little "strategist," was his comment; "but all the same she Is a mighty pretty girl, and as good and sensible as she Is shrewd. I wonder why mother and Gertrude haven't called on her?" N Having thus mined the Raymer out works, Miss Grlerson next turned her batteries upon the Fnrnhams. They were Methodists, and having learned that the doctor's hobby was a strug gling mission work in Pottery Flat, Margery culled the paternal check bock, agnin Into service, and the cut ter drew up before the doctor's office In Main street. (TO UK CONTINUED.) Chance for Greater Fame. A Now York physician claims to have discovered a harmless bichloride of mercury tablet. Now he may try his hand at Inventing a hnrmleBS un imirlpil run Detroit Free Press. Best Way to Make Coffee. Take an Iron tea kettle, pour In cold water to the amount required, put in coffee freshly parched and ground, set on fire and let It come to a boll slowly. After boiling about five minutes, take off, settle by pouring out a cupful and pouring back again, and then, in about five minutes more, your coffee will be ready coffoe for the gods. Optlmlstlo Thought Today for money, tomorrow for nothing. 11111111 Satan's Present Day Tactics BfREV.J. H. RALSTON Sccntaiy at Cflmtpoodrac Dfvartmeat, Moody BibU uwiuu of ChicMo TEXT Having a form of gndllneaj but dnnylne the powar thereof. II Tlmouif S:C The words of this text have been very properly used ever since Paul first wrote themla application to for mality lu the indi vidual Chrlstlw life, as something possible to realize but out of connec tion with spiritual power. The indi vldual may po sess all there Is It Christian profei. slon, be may prac tice everytnlnj enjoined as to g. dividual religloui life apart froq his public profei. slon, he may be of genial disposition, eminently proper in his conduct, and to the world soim to be deeply spiritual, but at the same time be utterly devoid of power. 8atan's Modern Tactics, nut there Is an application of the words other than to the Individual man. Satan, the malicious adversary of man since his creation, is working today as vigorously as ever and ht makes use of the best mothods with in hla power. In the earlier days o( Ignorance and superstition he worked through terror. He threatened men who would not follow him with death, oftentimes In Ita most painful and re volting form, and as long as thli method worked, for Satan Is a pra? matlst of the finest type, he employed It. This tnothod prevailed throurt many centuries with varying succeai At the close of the middle ages Satan used this method through the corrupt Christian church because Into that church Ignorance and superstition had crept and were dominant, so that auto da-fe, wheels of torture and other horrible physical torments were nied to make men yield the truth In Christ Jesus. The method of force was not always physical torture. Satan hu entered the Intellectual field and hu tried, by force of human wisdom, to compel men to give up the truth, to we had the days of dolsts, skeptics and Infidels of various kinds. Thte, however, are rarely bofore us now and anyone that would pose as aa open infidel and an opposor of the essentials of Christianity, would hate a small following. The Form of Godliness. Satnn has changed his method, hut has the same malice and Is deter mined to ruin the souls of men and women. He does this through emla sarins on the earth who have taken on them the form of godliness. Never In tho history ot the world have them been so many men and societies pro fessing to be the teachers of the truths of the nihle as today, and yet many of these are simply the emis saries of Satan. Paul tells In ! Cor. 11: 13-15: "For auch are false apos tles, doceltful workers, transformtnf themflelves Into the apostles of Christ. And no marvel; for Satan himself Is transformed into an angel of light Therefore It la no great thing If his ministers alaobe transformed as the ministers of righteousness; wtioss end shall be according to their works." Those men, and sometimes women, pose as teachers of the Word and tako to themselves great virtue b causo they denounce other professed teachers of the Word as Insincere, anl thus secure a very large followlni In many cases. Many of theso aeon to be vory sincere themselves and at tract many from churches where pos sibly the pastors are not true to the Word of God and are merely preach ers of ethics, or possibly are castlnj doubts on the authority and Integrity of the Holy Scriptures. Suggested Remedies. What Is the remedy for this evil? We must first test the systems wheth er they possess the power of God or not. This, in Its last analysis, nica"1 a holy life and an equally holy spirit and hore the acid test must bo wel comed. Of the modern Satanic d luslons there Is hardly one but breaks down at this point. In all cases tha founders of these delusions are not right with God, and are soon known not to be right with man. From the days of the nrostlei W the present time thore has been a faith once for all dollvered to th saints that has not changed. If a person has been reared In ths Baptist, Episcopalian, Methodist, Pr bytorlan, Lutheran, or, lndeod, in an? one of several other communions, h has certain great truths on which these bodies agree. He may be unfor tunate enough not to have a fullh'"1 pastor, but he has the teachings o! his church, often In printed form, which Is substantially true to the go pel. Let "him hold to these whatever may bo the Issue. , -Of course, the best answer to the1 doluslons la. a comprchensivo knowl edge of the BIblo, but many Chris tians who do not have this knowl edge, and consequently cannot ue are deluded by these teachers. Whe" these false systems are presented to the Christian he should steady hi self a little. He may not be able to meat the argumonts that are nurlw against hlm, and they are sometime from the Bible Btandpo'lnt. Standi"' firm and asking God for liolp, ho wW soon got his feet and be on ground. ' Faith First Requisite. The first word of a Christian l "I know," tut "I believe." J" l"t fesses not a science, but a faith, he accepts not a theory, but a creed.- Henry Waco, ffS.".ta..-r.'-iaif ,
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