NtC.HTtNGALEA QAtitiful miMt b" th mountain whense ye otiie, ko l bright in the iriiitl.J valleysthe strra-n. w!i'Ti'irtn e learn your song ? Where are those starry woods'.' () might I Wllllder there, , Among the flower, which, in Hint heavenly air, r.onm the year Inns. 'Sav. barren nif those mountains an I spht tin" r.'n n ; Our s 'tig is tlit voi. i' of desire, tli.it haunts niir dreams. A Mime of heart. Whose pining vn .ens illin, forbidden hopes profound. No thing .'ii. I. 'ii.' imr lone sigli '"in sound, l or nil our art. "s.lon nlou I In tli- raptured ear of men Wi i ur niir ilar nocturnal .isn'l : mi l then, S night i withdrawn Frvnthct'wec -springing iii"a!an, hurt ing houghs or May, l'r".i;ii wliii"' the iiiiiiitix r ilil" choir of I ; i y Welcome tile 'III Wit. " Sliort !'o"ms ol l!nliirt Itridgcg. An Old Daguerreotype, A I, KM SIT. P. 1) pushcil liiick his chair frcm tin- tit u -ner-tslile with anger ami disgust in hm fuee. 'i'h iloor hml just Imugcil lit-liiuil a liig. hcartr liov of seventeen, whotll he omilil still see through th" narrow window trudging ntTtowaril the linru. 'I'ht lively whistle that Miiimlcil tlirollgll till' floseil WllllloW seemed to aggravate tho iiihii'h ill I .'in per. Ho walked over to the fireplace, hikI kickeil the smolilermg logs with hit lien TV liont. 'If there's any one thin that rili'H me nil over." he claimeil, angrily, "it's luiviug thnt hoy always setting himself ii to le iu the right, ami everybody else in the wrong!" "Well, he 'most generally is in the right." answercil Catch's wife, clear nig the talilc. It'n remarkable whut a memory Jerry linn, 'specially for ilateH. At the quilting here hint week the women folk were trying to settle when 'twiin ohl Mia' I.ookett dietl, nuil lerry knew to the day. He said 'twas two .lays after Ih'aoon Stone's cows were killeil liy lightning, and that happened un the. thirteenth of Sep tember, just a hundred years to the very day alter Wolfe captured (Jue lce. You can't trip Jerry up iu his tory." "Well," aiinwered her husband, i in patient ly, "he needn't lie ho hussy aliout it. We had a dispute over them naiiiu eow. 1 was telling the new minister about the storm, mid I hap pened to say they was standing under a pine-tree. lie chippy in, 'Why, no, it wasn't, uncle; it was an oak.' 'It waa a iue !' says 1. 'So, it wasn't ; n waa mi oak,' says he. "Just then Hiram Stone rarae by, and Jerry yelled to know which 'twas. Hiram said, 'Oak.' Then Jerry grinned as malicious, aud said, 'I told you ho ! I knew 1 was right !' If ho hadn't lieen in v d hd sister's only child and the iiiniNter looking on " Caleb Mopped iu auger. .Mis. Speed niaile no comment. Shu was loud of her husband's nephew. He had grown to be almost like a son in the live years he had lived with tlietn. They were not old not many yearn older than Jerry; for Caleb's sister had been older than he. Mrs. Speed only Isughed at tho patronizing manners which he some times assumed, to the great iwitioy nnee ol his youug uncle. llut Caleb Speed ! too dogmatic himself to tolerate Mich a spirit iu any one else. "He shan't sit up and contradict me l my own tuble!" Caleb declared. "I'll thrash him first! lie's got to show ine proper respect. He needn't think becHiisc I've given him ad vantages that I couldn't have myself, that he knows it all, and I duu't kuow nytltiiiK !" "Now, Cult b, what's the use? It's only Jerry's way," said Mrs. Sneed, tootiuugly. "Pear me!" she. sighed, us Caleb j went to Ins work. "It's a pity they ! can't get along as they used to. Caleb's so touchy he can't stand any- ! Hung. 1 in '1st tell Jerry to bu more careful." I llut w hen Jerry came into supper I Slid begun Ills lively joking, she tor- got the little lecture she had planned, j " 1 he Sneiie- rt are going to move West uel ',.;, reii-illked Mr. Speed. "Land's cli.-itp, and I gu-ssth 'y need more elbow-room lor s.ic'u a big i Uuiily. (ireeiiville is a mighty thtiv- j nig plsee. t hey sn v. ' I "Von mean I ii sudville, don't you, ll'iele'.'" suggested .It ITV. "I geiierslly my wiiut I mesu, young iiiiin !" was the curt replv. "Well, it's ( iraiidrille, nuyway, per sisted Jerry, feeling iu ll.s pockets. "Jack Spencer is out theru now. I got a letter Iron" him yesterday beg gmv me to go out them to him. Oh, here it is! Look nt the postmark. It is t iraudville ! 1 kuew 1 was rtht about it. '' .Nettled by the tone and his own! mistake, Mr. Speed took his supper iu i inoodv silence. Tho boy had Uo idea i how Ins habit had grown, or how ' sensitive his uucle had become in re gard to it. ''Why, Auut Lucy," he I insisted, wheu she remoustrated with ' him, "I uever coutradict people uuless I know positively that they ure wrong !" "Maybe," she auswired. "But what real dift'ereuce does it make whet her the weasel kilied live chickens or sit. or that it waa the black pig ami uot the spotted one that rooted up the gardeu? Those are such little things to bicker about, just for the tistisiactiou of Haying, '1 told you Hue imitated Jerry V tone n(t man ner so well that he" laughed httle iieepishly. "Well, I'll Inrn over a new loaf," he promised, "just to please you." Caleb Speed's farm waa in southern Maine, near the co4st. Jerry had grown up with the sound of the sea in bin ears. It had long (ting only a meant nglena monotone to the boy, but it had begtiu to fill him with aome thing of its ow n restless spirit. And about this time the Hp.jncer lwys wore urging him to go West. "No," lie answered; "I owe it to Uncle Caleb to stay here. He was too good to mc when I was little shaver for me so luave him now, when he needs mc. He shall have the beat ser vice I can give him until I am twenty one; then I'll be free to follow you." llut there came a cr ins. Uncle Caleb gave Jerry a sum of money to pay a lull iu town. There waa a five-dollar piece in R roll of bills, aud the gold piece had disappeared. Jerry insisted that he could not hare had the money. "I know. Aunt Lucy, Uncle Cale handed me the roll of bills, and 1 put it down in this pocket, and never touched it till I got to town. Wheu 1 took it out there were the bills just as he had handed theui to me, and md a thing more." "Maybe there's ft hole in your pocket," she suggested. She turned it wrong aide out, but found no place w here a coin could have slipped through. "Well, it's a mystery where it went," she said. "I can't understand it." "Pooh ! It's no mystery," answered Jerry contemptuously. "Uncle sim ply didn't give it to me. "I thought he had it rolled up in the bills, but was mistaken. That's all !" "What do you mean by that?" cried Caleb, jumping up white with auger. "I tell you it waa wrapped up in the bills ami if you eau't account for it, you've either lost it or spent it!" Jerry bounded up stairs to his room, st u lied his best suit of clothes into a little brown carpet bag, and then Hiiired out the contents of an old, long necked blue vase. He had thirty dollars s:ived toward buying a horse of hisowu. Then he marched defiantly down stairs to his uncle. "I never saw or touched your gold piece," he declared, "but I'll not go away leaving you to say that I took any of your mouey!" He threw down a rivs-dollsr bill and stin ted to the door. As he turned the knoli, he looked back at the woman by the fireplace, with her face in her nprou, "Ciood by, Auut Lucr," he said, with a choke in his voice. "You've been aw ful good to me I'll never for get that !" Then he shut the door abruptly, went out into the night. Jt lacked ouly live minutes of train-time when he reached the statiou, determined to go to a cousin ot his father's who lived in Vermont, and write from Vucie U Jack opeuoer tiia be would work his way out West at soon as he could. Tingling with the recollection of uncle's reproaches, the boy sat up very straight and wide awake in the traiu lor a long time. Then his ten sion relaxed, aud for lack of something else to do, he felt iu his pocket for Jack Spencer's letter. As he pulled it from its envelope something else fell into his baud. It was a gold-piece. He could scarcely believe hia eyes as ho sat dropping it from one hand into another. How had tne coin got into tln letter? For a time he could not guess; then the truth suddenly became clear to him, The letter had been iu his breast pocket w hen he stuffed the roll of bills into if, aud the coin must have slipped into tue open end of the envelope as he pushed tho bills down. Wheu he began to search for the money he had changed the letter to another pocket, never dreaming that it contained any thing except Jack's glowing descrip tion of prtme life. Jerry had been keeping his anger warm all the way by tilling himself that his uncle hud been harsh and uu just. He had even pictured to him self with grim satisfaction how shame faced Caleb would look some time w lieu he should come across the coin among hisowu possessions. Aud now he had to think of himself aa the blun derer and the unjust, foolish person. llut now no apology could be too humble. He would get oft' at the next station and take the first train home. Th.' case called for ati iinoie liate reconciliation. Then he reasoned that as he had paid for 1 1 i h ticket, he might as well go mi to his journey's cud and have a short visit. It would be easier, per haps. t write than ti speak his apol.igy. Jerry soon found his elderly cousin, Tim llailey, w ho happened to be work ing just then iu a new store a com bination of a bookstore and an old fashioned daguerreotype gallery; not old-fashioned then, for it waa before the photograph had penetrated to the rural regions. Tim's rigorous cross ipiestiouiug soon drew the whole story from the boy. "Well, that's easily settled," said Tim. "Just you write to 'em and own up, ffim say you're going to stop with me over Christmas, but that you'll be along about New Year to tum over a new leaf. They'll bring ont the fatted calf when you get back. I know Ca leb like a book. He can't hold spite." Jerry settled himself to write the letter, llut he found himself hard to please, and tore up several drafts. Writing apologies waa not such easy work, after all ! Then Tim put his grizzled head iu at the door, with a beaming smite. ' "Look here, boy, I're got an idee I The picture business ia dull this morn ing, do up aud get yours took. You can seud it along for a Christmas gift. yUa'nt cunt you a cent, either ? gat all my work done gratis, for sending him so ranch trade." Three days after, Jerry dropped in to the potttoflice a little package ad dressed to hia uncle, containing, be side a letter, an excellent likeness of himself. Jerry made in the letter a straightforward acknowledgment of his mistake, and accompanied this manly apology with an earnest jquest to bo allowed to retnrn home. He had grown so homesick for a sight of the old place that he could scarcely see the lines on hia paper. And Aunt Lucy well, he almost broke itown at the thought of all her moth erly kindncKS to him. "Now Ml surely get an answer by Wednesday," he thought, but Wednes day went by, and another week passed, and although he called regularly at the txistofllcr, no word came. "Well. I've done all I could." he said. "It's plain they don't want me back." Tim's sympathetic old heart ached for the boy's distress. He even offered to go up to the farm and intercede in his behalf. "No, indeed !" Jerry answered, defi antly. "I'll never beg my way back. I'm not the kind to go where I'm not wanted." "Maybe they never got your letter." Jerry hootod at. the idea. "No, they don't want to make up. That's the long and the short of it." When he finally started West, Tim Bailey wout with him. Out on the far Western prairies, Jerry struck deep root in the favorable soil, and aa the years passed on, became as much of a fixture as the new towu that bore his name. Year after year he worked on, widening hia fields, improving hia buildings, working early and late, solely for the pleasure of accumulat ing. Tim Uailey had grown old and rheu matic, almost childish, but he still as sumed a sort of guardianship over Jerry. One day he put down his news paper, wiped hisspectacles and scanned the rough, burly-looking man ou the other side of the stove, as if he had been a stranger. "Look here, Jerry," he said, pres ently, "you're getting to look old.snd your hair's alt a turning gray. Now you've got to quit pegging away ho hard and take a holiday, before you get like me, so stiff and I heumatic you can't get away. Why don't you go to the World's Fair? It 'ml be a burniug shame Tor the richest man in Trigg County to miss such a show." Thus it came about that one day Jerry rubbed his eyes in a bewildered way to find himself iu the midst of a surging crowd that thronged the en trances of the r air. He plodded along the Midway Plais ance, his umbrella under bis arm, and his bauds u his pockets; he walked aud stared till late iu the alteruoon. It waa late in May, the spring plowing hail been a good preparation in pedes triauism, but the long farrows, en livened ty by tha pips of a r,nail or the cry of a catbird, had never brought such wesrinexs as Jerry felt now. Ho did not rtali.e lie was so tired until he dropped iuto a seat iu one of the gondolas on the lagoon, and re marked confidentially to tho gondolier that be was "clean beat out." It was the first time Jerry had spoken since he entered the grounds. The man made no reply. He studied the fellow keenly a mo ment, aud then turned to the crowds, surgiug along the bauks in every di rection. Not a soul in all that multi tude even knew his name. A feeling of utter loneliness crept over him, and when the boat lauded he was taying to himself that he would give the liuest colt in his pastures for the sight n a fimiliar face. A few steps farther, an ! he saw one. It was in thj ( lovernntsui building, where an amused crowd were exclaim ing over tlm Deal Letter Kxhibit. Jerry edged along in frout of the case, wondering at tha variety of ship wrecked c.irg.js that had drifted iuto this (Jovcrament haven. A vague pity stirred in him for all th hopes that ha 1 gone iuto the grave of the de.t I letter oftice rins that had never found the fingers tiiey were to have clasped, gifts that might have unlocked loig sileneiM, tokens of frieudship that were never received, uever nckiMw-Iedg? I .ill caught in this snorUd web t!iat no human skill could possibly unravel. Then h saw the familiar face. It smiled out at him from the cas of an old da-uerre itype, till his heart bo gun t i beat .i lur l that ho glanced guiltily arauti !, to see if any one else hear I it. Til t blood rushed to his head, nn I li t ieit dizzy. It was that picture of himself. Ukon so lo;itr ago up in Vermont! He w.ia not likely tt be mistaken iu it tho only picture he ha I ever hd taken in hia life. He chuckled as he recalled the anx ious oiling he ha I given the curly hair to make it lie fiat, the hat rowing hesi tation over his ne.;ktie, the borrowing of the watch-chain that stood out i t such bold relief against hia brocaded vest. How quaint and old-fashioned it looked ! He passed his hand over his grizzled beard with a sigh, for the smooth, boyish face was uot all ho saw. It brought back the whole faded past mo overwhelmingly tht for awhile he torgot where he was. Thirty-three years since he had dropped that little package iu the of fice ! He did not question why the letter had gone astray. He hail lost his boyish faith in his own infalli bility. He had probably mailed it with only half the address, perhaps none. Now he was a boy agaiu, back in Maine. Auut Lucy's knitting needles clicked in the firelight. Uuole Caleb was making him a sled. How warm and comfortable the kitchen felt, aud how good Auut Lucy's donghuuU tasted 1 The crowd jostled him. lie stooJ aa if grow a to the spot, until a sharp nosed woman elbowed her way in front of him, to ace what interested him. She looked inquisitively from the picture to the westber-beaten face above her, and passed nn, none th wiser. There was little likeness be tween the two. Her penetrating glance aronsed him. He came to himself with start, looked hastily around, and thea se'. out fnm tho building, heedless of direction. A kten, raw wiud struck hint as he strode along the lake shore. He shivered and turned up his coat collar. A drizzling mist of rain began U fall. People going by with their un hrellns up looked At him curiously at he plodded along with his own una broils nnder hia arm. Hoon a heavy dash of rain aroused him to the necessity of finding imme diate shelter. A group of Htat buildings was just ahead. 01nncin up he saw the name of his native StaU on one. and hurried in A t.,l..... l vi.i in the huge fireplace, filling the roots with a glowiag comfort that warmec him, soul and body. He drew a chaii close np to it, and spread hia chill; fingers to the flames. Yi l 5 'A... """r"1'"" The sticks against the forelogt burut to embers, and fell into thi ashes. The crane seemed to swinf backward like a great finger, poiatin to the past, as he sat and atared inU the fire. Teople parsing through the rootx saw only a rough old farmer, bit clumsy boots stretched out on thi hearth. They uever dreamed of tht scenes thst passed before him in tht fire. There were glimpses of snow covered pine woods, ot aparklinf trout-streams gurgling in the Jun suLahine, of long stretches of leve s's-ssud where the tide crawled in. The old homeaickness waked again What had they thought of him througl all these silent years? He wondered how they would receive his long-de layed apology. He must write as soon as he got back to the hotel. The raiu had stopped. He stood up and shook himself, then went outdoor again, pulling his beard meditatively, as he wallked toward the gate. It seemed a week since he had entered it. Outside, while he waited for a car, he kept poking the end of his urn brella savagelv into a crack in tht pavement. As ho swung himself to tht platform of a passing car, he turnec ba'.tk for another look at the domei and towers inside the gate. It w as his last look. He had seel enough. He was going back to Unclt Caleb and Aunt Lucy. Youth's Com panion. The Princess sJ the Skoeaiaker. Home time ao there were storiei around that Prinoess Maud, ilaughtei of the Trince of Wales, was not as ro bust as she might bu. In fot it wa hinted thai she inherited a good deal of tha trouble which eventually cul minuted iu the death of her ttucie, tb late Duke of Albany. Home color wai given to these rumors by the fact thai I'rincess Maud was permitted to so cept invitations without her sisters ot mother at seaside houses of certaic members of tho nobility. Medical specialint from Germany have also at times been summoned U atteud upon her I'.oyal Highness, aud for oue season since her debut she diii uot appear st any of the great Cotiti functious. During her visits at som of the seaside country houses th l'rinces-4 has more than once been dis covered in the act of takiug a walk by herself in th neighboring town. On oue occasion, at llourueiuoiitb, sb went into a shoe store and purchased a pair of rubbers, or, as the Kuglisl call them, "goloshes." The store keeper was a little abrupt, atul as tht rubbers wero inexpensive, he declined to sen I tuem home. The I'riiK'i'ss accordingly carried the parcel herself, but within a few minutes sir.; was met by one of hot suite iu search of her, and the dismay of the churlish tradesman wheu he heard who his customer ha I been can well be imagined. He 'iaJ, however, the cool unpcrtiiieiuL t. place tut royal arms with the crest of the Prince of Wales's feathers ubove the shop window, snd inscribed iu larje letter on the plate glass, "i'atroiiizeJ by het Itoyal Highness, the Princess Maud.' This so disgusted her little llighuesi tint she hit I a special injunction served ou the man, which resulted it hi takiug the aruii', eU, ilonu. New York Mail nu I Kxpi;ess. The Fivii;!i .,irr. The French Navy, while it .leiei not embrace as ni -ny vessels in thi ntvy ofOriat Britain, is stronger iu men. The Kritish Navy includes eighty-two armored ships, as against titty-eight for France, aud I'M un armored ships, as against sixty-live fur Frauce. It is also stronger iu gunboats, but the Freuch Navy has more torpedo boats. The total active list in ofUeers and men is: Great Britaiu, 03,4-j'J j I'rauoe, 7rt,2J0. Additional to this are tht Naval Reserves, aggregating 7ti,7(H for Great Uritaiu, as against 01,170 for l'rauce. New York Suu. A (jiteci' and Oualnt Hook, PtiidyarJ Kipling is still seeking th queer and quaint. He is now studying a plan to produce n book divisible iu the middle, like the old-fashioned hymn books, which had the words on the top pago aud the inusio ou tht bottom. Kiplings idea is to have three separate stories iu the one book. The top page will complete one, the bot tom page another, aud the two to gether the third story. While thej will, of course, bear a resemblance tc each other, the plots will be actirelj different, one from the other. New York Mail aud Et press. REV. DR. TALHAGE. rnn Brooklyn divtne's bun DAY SERMON. Subject: "The Bplrltuat Life " Conflicts of Text: "Ai-t Jtwnh trnt Irfl alnnr. nn tfierr trntlM a mnn trilh hint unlil Ihr hrrnk 'H.7 it lUr Iny, Ami trb'it hp nmr that hr ;ir- miHii mil n fninrl nitu tir tmirhnl the hnllntr Kfhm thigh, nwl th hnllmr of ,timh'n thinh "1S on ii jtiimt nt lr trrrftfrH trilh him, A ml e wivt. I si i 'W V. fnr Ihr any brrnkrth. A ml Ii until, I trill mot Irl Ihrr tn rrrriit Hum iHrm "e."- Wetimla Xtxll., i-'2H. The itu rose tntm a traveling herd of eat tin and sheep and goat aint camels. They lire the pnwnt that Jacob sends to gain the trood will nf M- nfl'MnW brother. That nlifht Jacob halts liy the brrtc JaMk. Hut thcr" U no rri dr th wnrv titan, no shluinir lad d"r to let the atiiHs down Into his iln'sm.liiit a lleree nsnlist, that lasts until the mnrnlmr, wnu an unknown vl-ltor. Ihev each trv to t'irowthe other. Tho unknown visitor, to rwenl hlssuimrtor iKwr,bvs touch wrenches Jamli s thhrll honn from Its socket iierhnrx niaimin him for life. As on the morntnir I y the dieters of purple cloud IhIii to ripen Jaiesltlsnnanri'l with whom h has '0 iunt 'ndlnL'. Slid nut one of his ln!i ft s coadjutor. "I-el Din go," cries tin" miiji'l lifting himself up Into isereasing light in any nreaketh! lou see. in the llrst tilaiv. thst fjod allows good '0il sometimes to net Into a terrible smiKtflo. Jacob was a good man, but here he Is left alone In the midnight to wrestle wnn a iremennnoiis inntienen hv the bmk Jabljok. Kor Joseph, a pit: for Daniel, wild lieant den: for David, dethronement and evlle. frtP Jithn tltu lta..lut m .il.ti....Hia tl.. sod the executioner's ax: or Peter, a prison: tor I'sttl, a shipwreck: for John, desolate Patnios; for Vsilitl, miwt insulting eruelty;for Josephine, banishment; for Mrs. Wifonrney, tho ngony of n drunkard's wife: for JohnV-s-ly. stones hurled by an Infuriated mob: for Catherine, the Hcoteh girl, the drowning surges oi tne sea: ror air. Hums, the lmnvi. Inir of the Montreal xinuls'';for John Itrown of Ldlubiirg, the pMol shot of I.nrd t'laver hotise: tor Huh McKail. !the scaffold; for iJitliiMT. the stake; (or Christ, the eres. Kor whom the rs'kH, tin gibbets, the guillotines, tns tnumtiscrewsr ror the sons and daught era of the Lord bd Almltfhtv. Koine one said to a Christian reformer. "The world Is against vou." "Then." he replied, "I Hin again! ins worm. I will go further and sav that every Chris tian has his simple. This man had hiscom imt Iu Wall street, this one on Ilroad stnit this one on Fulton street, this one nn Chest nut street, this oue on htate street, this one on Lombard street, this one on the bourse With fluancittl misfortune you have had the muiuignt wrestle. iiiHtiiot disasters have Implied into your store I run loft to cellar. What you hnuitht you could not sell. Whom you trusted Hod. The help you expected would not come. Homo Riant panic, with long arms und Krip like death, took hold of you in an awful wrestle from which you have, not yet (tscsiieil, and it Is iineiTtaln' whether it will throw you or vou will throw It Here Is another soul In strtiKirle with some bad apetlti. He knew not how stealthilv it was growing upon Illin. One hour he woke up. He said. I-or the sake of mv soul, tnv family, of my children, and of my (loil, I must stop this:" And, behold, he found himself alone by the brook Jahbok. and It Was mldnik'ht. That evil mipotlte sclzl up nu him and he selrd upon It, und, oh, the horror of the conflict! Wheu once a bad balt bus aroused Itself up to destroy a man and tho man has sworn that, by the holp of inn eiernui noil, lie will destroy it. all Heaven draws Itself out in a lonir line of Unlit to look from above, and hell stretches Itself in mvr- mldons of spite to look up from beneath. I 've "n men rally themselves for such, s struggle, and they have bitten their llw and clinched their lists sad cried, with a blood red eurni-stiii's and a rHlu of scaldiug tears, won nmp mo ; From a wrestle with habit I hnvs soen men rail back defeated. Calling for no help, but relying on their own resolutions, they have couiD into ine struggle, una lor a time It Beemed they were getting the upper hand of their habit, but that habit rallied again its inferual power and llitml a soul (mm its staudlug, aud Willi a force borrowed from the pit hurl it into utter darkness, first t saw the auctioneer's mullet (nil on the pic tures sii i musical instruments and rlen up. holstery of his faniil.f parlor. After awhile 1 saw him fall Into the dtlcli. Then, in the midnight, when the children were ilieamlng their sweetest dreams und Christian house holds are silent with slumber. angel wab'hed. I beard hltn give the sharp shriek that fol- iowi.'u in sian ot ins own poniard. Mm fell from an honored social position, he Ml from a family circle f whieh once he was the grandest attraction, he fell rmm the house of (Jod.st whose alters he had been consecrated he full foievxr! Hut. thank Ood. 1 have olten seeu a letter termination than that. I have seen men prepare themselves for such a wrestling. They laid hold of (imt's help when thu wenf Inl coni'iat. Th') giant mini, rcgaieri i,y mc cup of many I temptations, ca.ue out strong and delimit. I They clinched. There were the writhing ami iii.iiunioiiH 01 a cariui struggle. n il the old giant beg in to waver, and. at last iu tint moonlight alone, with none but iod to witness, by the brook Jnbhuk. the giant tell and the triumpaut wrestler broke the dark ness with the cry: " I'll. inks Iw unto lio.l who ijlveth us th-j victory through our Lord Jesus ChrlHt, I here Is a widow s heart that first was desolated by bereavement mid since hv the anxietias and trials that i-ount In the sup port of a f,.inllv. It iss sad thing tosce a uinucontc ndlng for s llveunooil uuder disauvantsgi's. buttos'e a delicate woman, with helpless little ones at her ha "k, lighting the giants of povertvaud sorrow. i most afls-ting. It was a Ini'inhl.i home, and passtrsby knew not that within those four walls were displays of courage more a .bilirubin than tltus.t' of ItatMiibal crossing the Alps, or tho pas of Tliermopyhe or lialaklava. where "iuto the Jaws of de'ath rode the six hundred." These heroes had the whole world to cheer them on, but there were none to upplauil the ntnlggle In tic humble home, she fought tor Invad. for i-lothiiig, tor lire, for shelter, with nehli.g head, and wak side, mid exhausted strength, through the long night by the tiro ik Jahbok. Could it lie thai noun would give her hclpc Had Hod fur gotten to be graeious? No, contending soul! The midnight air is full ot wings coming to the rescue, she hears it now in the sough of the night wind, in the ripple ol the brook Jablsik thd promise made so long ugo ring ing down the sky, "Thy fatherless children, I will preserve tiiem ulive, and Ltt thy widow trust la Me." Some ou' said to a poor woman, "How islt that iu such distress you keep cheerful" Hhu said: "I do it by what I call cross prayers. When I had my rent to pay and nothing to pay it with, aud bread to buy and u othlug to buy it with. I usitd to ait down and cry. but now I do not get discouraged. If I go along tha Htreot, when I count to a corner of the streut I say :"The Lord help me." 1 then go ou until I come to another crossing of the street, and I again say: "Tbu Lord help me!" And so I utter a prayer at every ero.nlug.aad since I have got into the habit uf suyiug thus- "cross pru.vers" I have henii uldu to keep up my courage." Learn agaiu from this subject that peoiilu sometimes urn suppried to Hud out that what they have been struggling with in the durkneM Is reallv un "angel of blessing." Jauoh found in the inornlug that this strange (lersouae was uot au enemy, but a Ood dis- Catch ed messenger to promise prosperity fur iin aud bis uhildreu. And so many a man. at the oloso of his trial, bos found out that be has been trylug to throw dowu his owu bless ing. ' If you are a I'bristiun mau, I will go back iu your history aud Und that the gruud ast things that have ever buppeail to vou bavsheea your trials. Nothing short of mivtrging. Imprisonment an t sliinw-. have mid Paul what he was w lien Dsvtd wi was fleeing through th. y hts own son. I.. nni ntirsiiiisl In- iti wn . ... prepiimd to Isvome the sweet sin,f,?,. . .... . n" m witw inchrs.. at whleh Joseph ever graduated t ' ........ ........ . i . . ... ' n mm- iiiiiv ii.s.-, n,.- t.-m aim Klllw Jjl,. rert prepared the man of Cr to - . f-s-Flll',.-l, l. atTM ik no wv io g"l ine wueat out of ik. lhiil.l luil M l,n l r. i. i Mil i-r nirivii ii. ll.'n- is no Wflv t- who hsvn had thefr own way. -j-JT brisiil. discontented nfttmi,f "..'..i.- you want to find cheerful f,R ?V ter KiMstnl li ail rendered "W lln t... - - -' ill m. . eit him. They put ur'tl his hmw , . rmsn or laurel leav. uf ami.l i i'-ii'i iiii.i mini, i wimnigive authh,r w-in' nir a tew anvn 01 voiltli Hll Contrast the melare-'holv feeMnir nt " ....... .... 's,n. t ,. ,-sa- M lllla - mi.siuxitiu(-a wnn- iiinnmi-nftiue, wtca b The hilt nt r.inn rleM A thoumnit mereri mwmmi. IWure we rwh tin" henvnnW n.. Or wslk the (nlden slrxi-M Thi let nnr sonirs stwimi I And eri.rrti'sr ii ilr w are man-nuts inroiisti im.nnuiiMi . It Is prosperity Hint kills aud tr..ii!,'. saves. Whilethe Isrneliteswcreonthein,, amid great privations and hardships, this, ha v well. After awhile they prnvi meat, and the sk v ilsrkene.1 with agri'ti 11.. ..A il. II. ... " .miii. nun iit-- .iiiniis it-ii in la-irs s .!....! II m. 1 . . iiiiiu.st nu limine mem, anil ne isrsi'htis aim ate ana sriinen tnemsuives until k ille.1. t)n. my mends, tt Is not hnrdshu trial or starvation that Iniures th niiuiiiiant supply, it Is not the vtiltur trotilile that eats up the Christian's r ine nuai is. it is tne unal s Ynu will . out that your midnight wrestle by thi It .laiamk is wit It tne angel of (tod. coiimi to mess ami save. tnrn again that while wrest ling wilii tm mar i iriumpnani we must expect th win leave its mark upon us. Jacob pre ai but the angel touched him, and his ih "ii-7 i-riaiiH hi. i, i iin wn-ipi, nnil ins ft man went limping on nts way. ws CHrrv throilill tills wnrltl IhA murk U bat. WtiHt whitened your hair Isifore It time for frost What silenced forevsr niii-ii ni I nn ni iitrir v ni vimi nmiuh.. .r. ir is iiiii.aiisn iiih nniriu ni im.i.i huih . ... eu you mat you goiinuilngonvourwav. t nueil hut Iia uiiri.ildMl thul flu.s 1... L. (a-ssivi tttrougli tnu tir.) do not feel as tfny thev once did! I it. nor iia mil ni tiuti.tmn, uriii. iim... nillTIM tint nut nf thai. ilAmininliuiAii 'PI. snilll leu vou fllaf f nev iin lMiin tp.-... toiteheil Im vn tttud'h ilmt io.i eii, se our cradle r I tied of the bright eysiv sweet lips.' t an we stand unmoved ao l iii jesus, wno wept Himseir, lie angry wr us ii we pour our tears Into the irrave th, "l"-u 'w ns ii ui, ii., nu w.iiti. wr. 11, vif Mr was Lazarus more dear to Him than our loved dead to us'.' No We have a right weep, uur icars must come, ton snail d ilrlia Ihain . . 1. 1... . tl fall Into (bids bottle. Aftlleted Olieii hi died liecii'iio they could not weep. Thui loil for the sweet, the mysterious Hi that conies to us in tears'. Under th gentle rain the (lowers of com put forth the bloom, (tod pity that drv. withered. wirelM all aoiisiiuiliig grief that wrings its hands hoi ipiickhut cannot weep! We may have fouuil th, commit of the cross, and vet ever after sh,n ffllf.t In l.n ,l,,b l..ri, an. I 1... II. a l.. n I. , , bok we were trouble touched. and aunounco the approach of the day da wo No one was ever more a lad to see the mom Ing than was Jacob after that night of strug gle. It Is appropriate for pUUf bropieb iiuu i urinuHim 10 cry.oui wnn taw. i the text: "The day breaketb." The worl prospects are brislitenlng. The church I nrisr is nsinir nnin irs slreneiniocrn inn imr as iuv -tj"j. v vnr ns tnu suu buu le hie as an anny of bnnno;. Chip your hands, all ve rsoiils the ibi iireanetn. I ne iiigoines nt tne rami art perishing. The time was when wa were tol that it we wanted to go to heaven we mu be Immersed or sprinkled, or we musthelieJ in tue perseverance of the saints, or in fsl ing away from grace, or a liturgy or no liturgy, or they must l Calviuists Armiiiians In order to reach heavii. W have nil come to eonf't-s now that these ar nonessentials in rullgiou. During my vaeatiou one summer I was in a rresbyterian audience, and it was Hacrs mental day, and with greatful heart I receiv ed the Holy Communion. Ou the next Hali but 111 was In a Methodist church und sat at love fast. On the following hahhath I wns iu an Kpiscopal church nnd kuHt at thealtr and received thi) consecrated bread. I da not know which services I enjoyed the must l believe in tne communion of saints and In the life everlasting." " The dav hrenkelh.' As I look upou this audience 1 see manv who have passed through waves of trouble that came up higher than tu"ir girdle. In (iod's name I tir x'lnlm ress-itlou of hostili ties. Vou shall not go away saddened ami broken-hi'nrted.Ood will lift your burden, (tod will bring your il"ud to life. ' Ood will statl.'h the heart's bleeding. I know lie will. I.Ik as a father pities his children, so the Lord ptTies vou. I no pains ot earth will end. 1 Its tomb will burst. The dead will rise. Tho morning star trembles on a bright. ming skr. The gati-s of the oat b'gin t swiug open. 1 he day tir tnk:th. I.utiier and Mlaneiitiion were talking ! gi'thcr gle ittilly aliout the prospts'ts of the h irch. 1 hey could sec no hope of deliver ance. Alter awhile Luther got up aud sail to Melanehthon: "Come. Phillip, l t us suu the (orty-"ith psalm of David, 'Ood is our refuge and strength, a very pleasant help m trouble. Therefore will not we fear, though the earth 1st removed and the mountain h arrie 1 Into the nildsl nf the .sea, though th waters thereof roa' and be troubled, though the mountains shuke witll tlx' swelling there- it. M'latt. D 'ath to niiinv, nav to all. Is ustnigglean l a wrestle. We have ninny friends that it will be hard to leave, I care uot how blight our future hope is. It is a bitt.ir thing to look upon this fair world und know that wa shut. never again we its blossoming spring. Its fall ing iritlts, Its sparkling springs, mid to sav farewell to those wPh whom we plaved in hiidli ood or eouiis.iliii in manhood. In that night, like Jacob, we may have to wnsll, but Oixl will not leave us unblessed. It shall not be told iu heaven that a dying soul cried uiiio won tor ueip, pin was not ueiivereo. The lattlc ) may lie turned to keepout thosun. or a hook set to dim the light of the midnight taper, or the room may Ik) tilled withthecrius of orphanage and widowhood, or the church of Christ may mourn over our goiug, but II Jesus culls all is well. The s'.roug wrestling by the brook will cease; the hour of death's night will puss along - 1 o'clock iu tho morn ing: i o'clock in tla morning: 4 o'clock In the morning, Tho day hreaketb. Ho I would have It when 1 die. I am in no grudge against thU world. The only fault I have to llut with the world Is thnt it treats tue too well, but when tbu time comes to go I trust to lie ready, my worldly affairs all set tled. If I huve wronged others, I wnut then o im sure of their forgiveness. ' la the hist wrestle, ntv arm enfeebled with sickness und my lies I faint, I want Jesus beside uie. If there lie bauds ou this side of tho flood stretched nut to hold mo back, I want the heavenly baud st rote lied out to draw me for ward. I'heu, oh, Jesus, help me ou aud help tue up. t niearliig, un doubting, may I step right out into the light and 1st able to look back to my kin J red and friends who would detaiunie here, exclaiming. ''Let ma go ; let me go. The duy breuketb !" -t Over 00,000,000 eoplo Muk French. Chlc.uro has 344 eliurchiM ami I OSS tne ml society loilgea.