THE H1DDLEBHRGH POST.
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GEO. W, WAGEXSELLER,
Editor and Proprietor
Middlebcroh, Pa., Jcnk 21, 1897.
It is estimated that seventy-five cr
cent, of the silks worn by American
women are of American manufacture.
French paupers are provided for ly
the funds arising from a ten xr cent,
tax on theatre tickets. This tax aver
ages $1 0,000, (WO a year.
The Tennessee anti-cigarette law
prohibits the sale or manufacture of
cigarettes in the state. It ulso pro
hibits the importation of cigarettes
from other states.
One of the Kansas courts is wrest
ling with the question whether the
music of a brass baud is a work of
lubor or a work of art. There are
many cases in which it is pluiuly a
work of torture.
The famous rivers of ancient Cirecee,
which are mentioned so often by the
poets and historians of the peninsula,
were mere creeks, some of them
scarcely larger than brooks, and not
deserving the name of river.
Memberships in the New York Stock
Exchange in future may be assessed
for taxes. Justice Beckmau of the
New York supreme court, has decided
that a seat in the exchange is property,
aud that a tux might be imposed
legally.
Manchester and Liverpool, which
are ouly an hour apart by rail, are fight
ing a great commercial duel. Man
chester has spent an enormous sum to
construct a tdiip canal to divert the
trade of Liverpool, and the latter city
has put $l.p,000,000 into a new system
of docks.
Mrs. Max Muller, who has spent
considerable time among the Turks,
pays they do not seem to feel at home
in Europe, but that they are "strong
aud steady and determined to tight to
the bitter end before they surrender
what for 400 years they have called
their own."
Homebody is just out with the sta
tistics of costs incurred by the various
wars during Queen Victoria' reign.
Lord Lytton's Afghan war cost $!I0,
000,000. The 'Crimean war sent the
English taxpayer a bill of $rH0jIMM),-v
000. The expedition to squelch King
Theodore of Abyssinia, cost $15,000,
000, and the scare which was indulged
in by England during the late Russo
Turkish war, and resulted in Disraeli's
"peaco with honor," cost just $:tl,
250,000. Wendell Phillips, like Mr. Moody,
appreciated the power of newspaper
pulicity.says the Portland Oregoniau.
Major Pond tells us that when he was
interrupted and prevented from being
beard once by an unfriendly audience
lie stooped down aud began talking
in a low voice tit the men at the re
wrters' table. Home of the auditors,
becoming furious, called "Louder!"
Whereupon Phillips straightened him
self up and exclaimed: "Go right on,
gentlemen, with your noise. Through
these pencils," pointing to the report
ers, "I speak to 40,0110,000 people."
King (leorgn I of Greece owes his
royal office not only to the favor of his
subjects, but also to the grace of three
of the leading powers of Europe, aud
any change in sovereignty which the
people might desire to make would
have to be approved by these powers,
viz: France, llussiu and England.
When the independence of Greece was
declared, says the Philadelphia In
quirer, the powers selected Prince
Leopold, now king of Belgium, as tho
ruler of the new state. He accepted
the office at lirst.but subsequently de
clined. In 1831 Otho, son of the king
of Buvuriu, was placed on the throne.
He ruled until 181!:!, and in that year
a revolution broke out in Athens, and
he was deposed. A provisional com
mittee, then ordered the election of
another king by universal suffrage,
and Prince Alfred of England, who is
now duke of Haxe-Coburg Gotha, was
elected. An agreement had, however,
been made by France, England and
Russia that no prince of either of
these countries should be placed on
the throne, and his name was there
fore w ithdrawn. On the 30th of March,
18(13, the national assembly of Greece
elected Prince Christian of Denmark
king. The election was confirmed by
the powers on the 13th of July, and
ho ascended the throne and was
crowned as King George.
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A woman In Little Rock the other
day shot four men. Wonder what she
wua firing at
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That pais! over, and this may, too."
SUny sorrows have come and gone.
Pntu haa tarried and then, passed on.
TUat passed over, and this may, too."
This Is the song I would sing to you.
now mar trial na come once more.
Inn ve conquered pain in the day of yore,
xuai over, ana mis may, too.
HELEN'S TWO LOVERS.
Hjt ANNA. SHI3ILD9.
ID he feel tri
umphant? Did
he feel bitterly
ashamed? Was
he glad? Was he
sorry?
Will Spencer
iUr asked himself
f" nC" ' these questions
over and over, wearying of the repeti
tion, aud yet never able to end it by
saying heartily that he was glad and
triumphant, or bitterly that he was
sorry and 'ashamed. The plain fact
stared him ever in tho face, that Helen
Raymond did not love him, and that
Mrs. Raymond had urged his suit, and
exerted her maternal influence and
eloquence until Helen bad consented
to be his wife, telling him very frankly
that her heart was in the grave of her
lover, George Vanhorn, who had been
killed in a railway collision nearly one
year before.
"Mother was never willing I should
marry George," Helen said, sadly,
"because he was poor, and we have
Buffered nil that poverty can inflict.
He was on his way to Colorado, where
his brother had been successful, when
he was killed."
Will Spencer winced, for ho trrw
rich, very rich, but then he put to the
wound that soothing salve, "I will win
her love when she is my wife," that
has wrecked so many lives. It may
come, this love that will not bo hid
den, to a man and wife ofter they are
bound together for life, but the risk is
great, and Will Spencer know it.
Yet he cherished the delusion that
love in the eud would win a return,
and he knew his own love to be strong
and enduring. He had stepped back
when George Vanhorn was met with
such a smile as he could never win,
had kept from pressing his suit
when tho name of Helen's lover ap
peared on the list if the killed in the
account of the railway collision, but
after tho lapse of several months ho
had won Mrs. Raymond to his side,
and so, by proxy, wooed Helen and
won what? a cold, reluctant consent
to be his wife.
Y'et she was not cold, this girl of
twenty, whose heart had seemed
crushed ever since the day when
George Vanhoru's name was recorded
as dead. He could have told how her
eyes could soften with love's tender
ness, her cheeks burn with love's
blushes, her low, sweet, voice tremble
with love's whispered words. He had
won what all the Hponeer gwld, the
riches of long generations, could not
buy.
In the "long ago" tho Raymonds
had held wealth, too, but Helen's
father, to use the expression of his
brother, had "muddled away two for
tunes, Homehow," and had died a pau
per. Helen was hut a child then, and
her mother was sufficiently wise to "fit
her for n teacher," by a course of ju
dicious education, for which her uncle
paid.
And Helen, nervous, sensitive,
quick in feeling, impulsive in speech,
was about as unfit for a teacher as a
girl could be. Htill sho trudged about
in all weather to instruct such pupils
in music and French as she could pro
cure, and helped her mother shoulder
the thousand and one cares of a boarding-house
when she was at home.
Before that fatal railway collision
she was a bright, beautiful girl, with
large, expressive, brown eyes, a voice
of music, the step of a fairy, singing as
a bird sings, from sheer joyousuess of
heart, bringing a jest to all the house
hold worries, laughing merrily over
her own blunders in the culinary de
partment, turning old dresses, renov
ating old bonnets without a complaint,
living on love and hope.
After thnt day she moved about
slowly, her eyes dull aud weary, her
duties met with rigid mechanical pre
cision, her lips compressed, her cheeks
pale, a shadow of her joyous self, i
And it made Will Spencer furious
he could not break this icy calm. All
in vain ho brought her costly gifts,
took her to every place of amusement
where he could coax her to go, was
her openly devoted slave. The few
words of thanks she spoko were dull,
her sinile was on her lips ouly, ami
and her eyes did not brighten. By
no device could he call up one flash of
her old joyousuess. She sang for him,
selecting difficult overtures that proved
her proficiency, displayed a charming
voice, nothing more. Never did she
sing the old ballads that George Van
horn bad loved, when she threw her
heart into every line, aud made her
eyes misty with her thrilling tones.
Yet she was grateful, aud spoke
often of her own regret that she bo
poorly repaid all Will's tenderness.
She tried not to shrink from his
caresses, to give back something of
the warmth of his love, and then, in
t,he privacy of her own room, wept
scalding tears over her owu faithless
ness. Mrs. Raymond was often afraid that
she would yet miss the golden prize
she had partly won, and heartily sec
onded' Will in If is preparations for a
speody wedding. ' It was Mrs. Ray
mond who' went with him to open the
house that he had bought to adorn for
Lis bride, who aided him ia the selec-
A.
S0NC.
Who forls tliat tie slles aw Woe,
In dreary seasons of fog and . In?
To-morrow the wind may sift again.
"That passed over, and this may, too."
God who sendeth the summer dew,"
Ouardeth the daffodil under the snow.
Knring must come, and the winter go.
jnsi pi
aased over, and this mav. too "
Sara M. Haughton, in Youth's Companion.
tion of carpets, curtains, furniture, and
gave him instructions regarding the
kitchen department, of whose needs he
was as ignorant as most young bach
elors. It was Mrs. Raymond who re
ceived au anonymous letter containing
a liberal sum, which she quietly ap
propriated for a trousseau and a suita
ble dress for the bride's mother.
She was a woman of rare tact. Hav
ing won Helen's consent to be Will
Spencer's wife, sho never bothered
her by complaints about her listless in
difference to her lover or her future
prospects. She simply made all the
urraugements for her, without once
admitting a possibility of change. The
betrothal was spoken of on all occa
sions, the preparation of the house,
the selection of the trousseau referred
to in matter-of-fact words that made
Helen feel, as it was intended she
should, that she had walked into a net
from which there was no escape.
And Will Spencer knew it all, and
writhed under the knowledge, being a
frank, loyal man, whose impulses were
generous and honorable, and who
loved Helen with all tho strength of
his heart. Often he asked himself
how he could endure life, if he found
his wife a faithful slave, instead of the
happy compauiou ho hoped to njako
her.
"If sho never loves me!" he thought,
bitterly. "If all my love fails to win
hers, what will my life be?"
He did her justice. He knew that
if his love failed to win her heart, his
gold was powerless to make her happy.
He knew that if her mother died or
could not be benefited by her mar
riage, she would rather beg her bread
herself than be his wife.
While matters stood in this unsatis
factory state, Mrs. Raymond made a
suggestion: "I want you to go away
for a month," she said to him, "and
let Helen miss the constant devotion
thnt she has had ever since your be
trothal. Let her feel that a void has
como into her life, and how dull aud
cheerless it would be if sho lost you.
The wedding day is set for June 10,
and this is April. Stay away until the
5th or titli of June."
It seemed to him good advice, and
he had business in the West that would
till his time profitably. It .gave him
the first really happy moment of his
engagement, when Helen Baid, gently,
yet with a shudder:
"I cannot bear to think of you on
railway trains, Will. Write often, that
1 may know you are safe."
Her lips met his in a tender pres
sure, such as a loving sister might be
stow, but with far more affection than
she had ever before given him. Was
he winning her? The hope made this
unexpected absence endurable, and
for t wo weeks life held more pleasure
than it liail done in all the dnys of his
courtship.
Then enmq a blow, sudden, sharp,
overwhelming! He was in a large
Western city, when, after night, re
turning to his hotel, a mau on crutches
asked for charity. The voice wns
familiar, and, in a shock of horror,
the face struck him. One gasping cry
escaped uim:
"George Vanhorn!"
The man would have hurried awny,
but he followed easily.
"Let me go, Spencer!" the cripplo
pleaded. "1 did not recognize you!
Don't you know I am dead?"
"I know you are coming in here
with me," Will said, gently, substitut
ing his arm for one of the crutches,
and entering the hotel where he had a
room. "Steady, now!" and he led
him, feeling how he trembled, until
ho had him seated in a great arm
chair in his room, and felt his heart
stirred with deep compassion at the
havoc pain aud poverty had made.
He would not let Lis guest speak
nntil he had ordered a supper and
made him comfortable. Then, turn
ing to him, ho saw that ho was weep
ing. "Hoe what a woman you make of
ine!" the poor fellow said. "You
thought I was dead?"
"Yes! All your friends think so."
"It was a narrow escape, and I
wonder why I was spared. Nine mouths
in a public hospital have left me
crippled and incurably ill. . They
would not keep mo after I could get
about on crutches, but I have begged
or starved, and it will not be for long!
I would not let any one know for fear
it would get to to Helen!"
"You want to hide from her?"
"Yes yes! What would her life be
tied to mine? You will not betray me,
Spencer?"
"But you may recover."
"No! I should be only a wreck if I
could, but I cannot. I have internal
injuries that the cold and hunger of
last winter have increased, fatally." '
Will Spencer literally could not
speak. This mau asked of him only
the silence that would give him his
wife. Could' he let Helen remain in
ignorance of this strange adventure the
memory of hor old love might die away
in time.
When he could speak- again he led
the conversation to Helen. He was
very frank, telling George Vanhorn
bow truly he had been mourned, but
saying nothing of his own hopes, aud
it was easy to see' Low. George had
loved her, how utterly self-sacrificing
his eilenee had been. To spare her
pain he had ept from her all knowl
edge of his own suffering.
But his pride yielded to Will's en
treaties to be allowed to befriend him.
He was very weak, very ill, and he al
lowed Will to get him a pleasant room
in a quiet boarding-house, to furnish
him with necessary clothing, to en
gage a doctor; and to take a brother's
place beside him.
And then true, unselfish love triumphed.
"She will never marry me," Will
thought, ruefully, as he folded a long,
long letter, "but she shall not be
cheated out of what little happiness
life may still hold for her."
' He wrote, too, to Mrs. Raymond, a
letter that caused that respectable lady
to grind her teeth, but which Bhe
obeyed, packing her trunk and accom
panying Helen in the journey west
ward. It was Will Spencer who met the
two at the depot, and accompanied
them to the boarding-house, where he
kept Mrs. Raymond in the parlor after
sending Helen upstairs alone. It was
Will Spencer who smoothed away every
difficulty, engaging rooms for mother
and daughter, and quietly effacing him
self. It was far too long a atory to try to
record the three months that followed.
George Vanhorn was resolute on one
point. He would not marry Helen.
He had no hope of recovery, but if the
unexpected should happen he would
not risk ruining Helen's life by bind
ing it to his.
"Oh," she would cry, "what om I
to deserve the love of two such men?
Mother, it humbles me to think how
they love me!"
And by this love her courage was
sustained through the three months,
when she nnd her mother smoothed
George Vanhoru's path to the grave.
Such happiness as could be hers, she
knew that she owed to Will Spencer,
who showed his love only by his care
of the invalid. He never spoke of love
to her, giving her up entirely, but
upon her lover he lavished every kind
ness wealth could procure, or friend
ship dietute. He gave him a brother's
devotion until the last parting came,
aud when ho was laid in the cemetery
Will Spencer took Helen and Mrs.
Rnymoud buck to their home and left
them.
It was three years later when he
came home from n European tour and
called on Mrs. Raymond.
"The old lady, sir, is dead," the
servant told him, an' Miss Helen's liv-
in' in street. Maybe yees didn't
hear she's come into some money from
her uncle, sir, and Mrs. Grady, Bhe's
took this house, sir."
Come into Borne money! Well, she
did not need him. He would wait
awhile. But in a few days a little note
reached him:
"It was unkind to letme hear of your
return by accident. Will you not come
to see me?"
Would he not? And when he went
he could not keep the love out of his
eyes or his voice, and she at last!
Her eyes drooped tinder his gaze, her
cheeks 'blushed for him, her voice
faltered, with tenderness He had won
his bride! And he had noseorethidden
from her loving eyes, no treachery he
would urea.! to havo her discover. By
tho frankness he had thought would
alienate her forever he had won her
true, faithful love, a devotion as entire
as that she had given in her girlhood
to the man he had so nobly befriended.
The Ledger.
The Longest Bridges.
The longest bridge in the world is
that over the Tay, in Scotland, which
is 3'JOO meters 06 feet long; and
the next longest is also in Great
Britain, being that over the Firth or
Forth, 52391 meters 5552 feet in
length. The following table gives, in
meters and in feet, the lengths of the
principal bridges in various countries;
Meters. Feet.
...smo ufiiw
...'i.1'J4 fioM
...1470 i20
...143S 4715
...1325 4S40
Tay. Great Ilrltaln
Forth, Great Ilrltaln...
Moerdvck, Hollaud
Volga, Uussla
Welelisel, Oermauy
Tlioen, Germany, .
....127'J 4172
flmdens (Ellin), Germany. ,.,10'JU
Brooklyn, United Mates 4SS
85S0
1U01
The greatest single span of the Forth
Bridge is 621 meters 1725 feet; of
the Elbe Bridge 420 meters 1378 feet;
of the East River Bridge, 433 meters
1G10 feet.
ISiii'ks I'ulil Dearly for Tlielr Scrap.
Two Susquehanna County young
men, a few weeks ago, returned from a
bear hunting trip through Pike County,
Pennsylvania, bringing with them a
pair of locked horns, which they ob-
tainod from an old hunter iu that sec
tion. Tho hunter, in prowling through
the woods, came upon the carcasses of
two Hue bucks, their horns firmly in
terlocked. They evidently had been
fighting, and in too struggle had locked
horns. Being unable to get them sep
arated, and, consequently, unable to
obtain any food, they had starved to
death in that position. One set bad
nine prougs. The horns are so firmly
locked together that it is impossible to
separate them without sawing off one
of the prongs. New York Press.
Made a Carious Apology.
Among the peculiar documents on
file in the County Clerk's office in Al
bany, Oregon, is the following recorded
in volume 1 of miscellaneous records,
which the Albany Democrat gives
without the names, as nothing is
known of the present residenoe of the
parties: "Sweet Home, September 21,
'79. This certifies that I did circulate
a slanderous report against Rev. ,
which was told me on Williams creek,
Josephine County, a report which J. do
not propose to prove, to be a truthful
repert. I know nothing against said
and ought not to have said any
thing and hereby ask pardon." Port
land Oregoni.,n.
SELECT RELIGIOUS EEUIIC.
PRFRNAMT THOUGHTS PRAM THE 1 1
WORLD'S CREATEST AUTHORS. TOPI, FOR SUNDAY, Jrjji
Thinning Ranks-A Prayer Htork Which
II red Heron Voire Which Khali Lin
Lor of Country and God-Made Strong;
by Faith Equality Voder Our Flag.
Another and another wreath
We deck new graves each spring; .
And smaller grows the gray-haired band
Whose hands the garlands bring.
Grave veterans, we follow slow
The dull beat of the drum;
There's one brief march before us now,
Aud, comrades, we shall come
Odm sleep to share, and o'er each grave
The starry Dag we love shall wave !
We mourn you not t the days seem far
Hince side by side, we fought.
And onward to the meeting-place
The way is now so short !
Not many May-times shall we bear
The summons of the drum;
We wait, with unforgotten hearts,
Till, comrades we shall come
Our sleep to share, while o'er each grave,
Thank God ! the sury flag shall wave.
Marian Douglas.
A l'rayer for Guidance.
Father of all, graciously look uon us as a
family now seeking to behold thy fane. As
the morning light is thine, so the blessing of
the whole day must come from thee. Guide
us with thiue eye, we bumblv pray thee,and
give thine angels charge concerning us, lest
at any time we dash our foot against a stone.
Above all grant unto us lnrge gifts of the
holy spirit. We do not pray for bread alone,
but for the bread of life that comet a down
from heaven. For one another and for our
absent friends we would fervently pray. Bless
the old and the young.aud with the sick and
the fainting be thou very gentle. Watch over
those who are full of earu and speak com
fortably to those to whom wearisome days
aud nights are appointed. Huactlfy our
successes, and may our failures teach us
that It is not In man to direct his way. Go
with the child to school and with the man to
business, and may those who stay at home
feel themselves under the constant care ol
(lod. The Lord undertake fur every one ol
us according to our heart's necessity and
multiply unto us his grace, so that beyond
nil our want there may be au overflow of
divinu love. Amen.
The Stin k Which ltre.1 Heroes.
There must come a time, not very far
away, when the chief actors iu the work ol
decorating our soldiers' graves will not be
soldiers who themselves fought for out
country's life, but their children und their
surviving countrymen, for death will have
claimed the last member of the Grand
Army of the Republic A million men were
sent buck to the walks of private, civilian
life when tho rebellion closed, llut thirty
years of time's mowing have cut down the
human wheat then standing in the Held,
until tho sheaves yet to be gathered arc
comparatively few indeed. Let mn assure
you. for your country, and In Its name, that
your heroism in its behalf shall be held in
evnrlHSting remembrance. You may transmit
to your families when you go heuce very
little of mnteriul store; but your part us a
Union soldier in the great lUi'belllon will be
a legacy to them of untold value, and your
children's children to the latest generation
will count themselves honored in having
come from the stock iu which such heroes
were found. ltev. J. IJ. Htitt, 1). I).
Made Htrong by Faith.
Ho search we, Lord, not for some rare
Far visions of thy face;
Iu present loves and Joys and tolls
Let us thy presence trace;
In brave contentions for the right,
Forgivenesses of wrong,
The fears that bote, the (cars that smile,
Weak lives by faith made strong.
Denis Wortmau.
A Voice Which Shall Live.
When the last prayer shall be said over
the last dead comrade and the last requiem
shall be sung over his grave, he will still
speak to the living both of the past and the
future. His voice will be heurd in the loy
alty or his children and In their devotion to
the old Hag. It will be heard in the better
nnd ever-improving free education to thn
masse, and in the more exalted national
virtue which springs from the performance
of nolilo deeds and in the living of good
lives. Today the nation weeps over its
(lend, and strews flowers upon their graves,
llut the air is full of song aud the household
Is full of rejoicing in remembrance of the
blessings which, through their lives, all
honorable peace has brought to our doors.
Long may the Hag that they so nobly de
fended wave over this favored country!
Long may the nation's children gnther un
der its folds and tliug Its colors into the un
tainted atmosphere of American loyalty!
Loug may the people shout and rejoice as
Its every star becomes a star of promise, and
its bright stripes, radiant with beauty, shall
symbolize the sunrise of universal peace!
Itev. John W. Bayers.
Love of Country and offtod.
Love of country, illuminated by obligation
totlod, which made a few Dutch provinces
that were daunted neither by delay nor de
feat, by starvation uor by death, ultimately
victorious over Hpaln and tho sea; which
made the handful of New England farmers
withstand the force of the invaders, though
the snow at v.u l oi.e vut rnuuti.ou i.y
their bare and bidding feet; which Inspired
thousands to leave home and shop
and bank and farm ami school and
fare thn cannon's mouth, until In the grave of
the gentlest of our rulers nil animosities
were forever buried this alone ran 1111 our
yi.'ulh with high motives and sublime ideals,
elevate our press and assure ourctmmeree,
restore our credit and preserve our lame.
llev. F. II. Bmith
God Within Make Godlike Help.
Only let us love God nnd then na tire will
er mpass us about like u cloud of divine wit
nesses, aud all Influences from the earth nnd
'hitigson ihu eatih will be the ministers of
God to do us good. The breed s will whis
per our souls itito piece and purity, and
delight in bcuutiful scenery will pass
late sympathy with that indwelling, though
unseen, hpirlt of whos presence beauty is
everywhere the mauifcMntlou fuint, in
deed, because eurthly. Then not only will
the hum shed upon us light, but from on
high they will rntn down thoiiMhts to make
us noble. God dwells in all things, aud. (ell
iu a mau'a heart, He Is then to be felt In
everything else. Duly let there be God
within us aud then everything outside us
will become a godlike help. .Kutbanasy
Kqunllty I'nder Country's Flag.
The shifting scenes of a forming civiliza
tion shall give place to a consolidated na
tionality; the hardy atd industrious, the ar
dent and Impetuou, the energetic and dar
ing men of all sections and nationalities,
shall be linked In production aud manufac
ture, by commerce and by cheap and swift
communication, and Joined by the feeling of
reciprocal fraternity. Equal rights aud
equal burdens will be equally distributed un
der one flag, on which the stripes shall sym
bolize the tears aud blcol which purchased
the Union, and the stars the hopes which
erown our destiny. Kev. O. II. T'iUany.D.D.
Our voice take a sober tone...,
Aud Innocent mirth is cbustened for the
sake
Of the brave hearts that nevermore shall
beat,
The eyes that smile DO more, the unreturn
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June sa. Royal patience, i r- U 1 J
June Si. Divine patience, l1!
11.14. S7-3L UA
lane 2& Need of patience, n.
June 36. Patlenoa and pride t
6-14, ' a ""J.
BcBiPTras Vr.ssss.-rs. xtthi
6, ; Eocl. vlL 8; lsa. Ms. 15; si .'-fti
v. 14; 2 Thes. Ill 5; 1 Tim. vi. u .J1 J M
lO. 1 lla II fA OA. D.. in alia
Lissun THOUGHTS.
True Christian patience U th.
which In affliction we nnin
divine will and submit entlrel. V. !" 10 4
l'atience Is not without its r... .
harvest of the Lord may seen, CIS' 11
but know that "our light affliction k
but for a moment, worketh for us s'f
sceedlng and eternal weight otelor.' "
We ought to cultivate Chri.n.. 7.
and be willing to submit to anttbln.. 3
sake of the glor, of God; C'H
In tribulation.
Selections.
We take with solemn thnnkfuloes
Our burden up, nor aek it ,
And sount it ioy that
May suffer, serve, or wait forTh
Whrn trill k .
km uone:
A very aged man, who iras spendint
last days in an almshouse, wu uk ,
day what he was aning now. vith . ,
tlful pathos he replied: "Only wsitlcr?
There is a Persian legend which i.n. ..
man who for a thousand years hi w,,l
beside the closed gates of I'uradi,, "
for It to open. He had grown we'srv ,,
bis long waiting, and sought rt for a r.
moments la sleep; but while he ilnt.i
gel opened the gate aud closed it skiu J
his opportunity was gone. "Watch ,1
... " uuur 0Dt L
will come.
Be patient, suffering soul! I hear thr en
The trial lire may glow, but I am auh
I see the sliver and 1 will refrain
Until my image shall upon It shin?
Tatlence! why. It Is the ground ol wJ
Ul on uw . . iu"., . u uuq ii3 , klQ 10 DKIT4
lb U1BKVB UIVU IVUft llftd UUI1. I .
men that ever wore earth about Him ..
BUfTerer a soft, meek, patient, humUe.trJ
mm PMYEMEFI II
EVERY-DAY WARNINGS.
landsy, Jans 27 The Danger cf Silii
Prov. 27, L
Of the three divisions of time art t
certain, except as to past and thsprnn
the future is not ours. In truth, limits
to-morrow to us. If we live to tm it m
call it to-day, just as all the dujstliitlm
passed In our lives.
Having no certainty about tbMuturJ
makes It the I art of wisdom to u the i m
ent to the utmost advantage, Kuidel lij tj
experience or ine past, aud in.inl hv lie
for the future. When each Juv' work
properly don,tlien we are prepared for ti
next.
Whllo the Imperative duly ol the rrnw
day and hour should be perlortM i
should also work with reference to the !
tare; for the duys of our liven are ini
ably linked togetnor, and v. nut Is to in do
to-day is not for to-day ouly, but for i
time.
Be careful to discriminate txHiwn rj
planning for the future and ovun'onlldn
in your expectations as to what yuu KilM
The rleh man who planned lame aiHilii
to his property and promised bimtelf nu
davs of luxurious ease did not lie to v h
Eroject begun. Even though b bad iicl
is plans might have all failed und la iJ
tune m:ght have been swept hwkv.
The possibilities of to-morrow grow out
the oertaiutles of to-day.
Neither boast of to-morrow Dor b M
anxious about It, for In the ilrst 'nH
trust too much iu self and iu the aec iud id
little in the eternal.
Each day should be lived just u H
would have It go Into history. And It 'I
Every mun is a circulating lihrury coilii
lug the record of his own life in detail it
an abridgement of tne lives oi ins snown
How does your life read? t an it re
as an authority, or as an lliustratiiii ol a
yreat truth? B. M. Lewis. ,
The Most I'rerloun hurrilire.
AVe read In old faiuidar story i:i.it. i
day in th') ltomiui forum, the e i.th "H
and a great gulf yawned iu uic utih'
The augurs said that this gulf whMii"'
lone its horrid mouth until it had I'-'"'1
with the most v,?,'ol", tnl,i-' ln ",B
There was doubt as to wind the no-t pr
cious thing might be, when a youm -'i
armed and mounted, rod b M; ("f"
and plunged into the chasm, dc.wiiij!"
there could be nothing so precious a j
vivMti for one u nnnrilrv. l'ria''tiers .U'q
sine.
Only Duty I'murinrd.
What did we do? Onlv o'ir .hity.la!
wns a dntv mote than one herol ' u'ci'T1
had shirked, and a whole i io; le iuM
not forty yeurs, but eighty, in Hi'' wi.'ii'ie'
of preparation before one caa.e
willing to enter iu and pessiss llienw
of liberty that was tho !: i.ajfd B
fathers. It was a plain duty, bat a haw'
Von lelt how plain It was an.i " "
when In the Ilrst gieat chiiuki -in - "
Hull ltun, perhaps you tast-M iw' "'
danger, but tho bitterness of dc:"j'. -
louruee.
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