THE H1DDLEBURGH POST.
GEO. W, WAGEXSELLER,
Editor and Proprietor
MiDDLBBCRun, Fa., Sept. 23, 1897.
The Sudan, with its 60,000,000
people, is still without a single Pro
testant missionary who can speak the
language, though three societies are
now endeavoring to begin work there.
London has 14,000 policemen, Paris
has C0OO policemen, New York has
3800 policemen. The ordinary arrests
in New York in a year are 85,000, in
Paris 100,000 and in London 150,
000. The Historical Christians is the
name of a new political party in
Holland. They are moderate Calvin
ists, who favor secular rather than
religions education in the public
schools.
Snys the Thomasville (Ga.) Times
Enterprise: In 1893, 2087 miles of
railroads in Georgia were in the hands
of receivers. Now there are only 97
miles in the courts, and only small
insignificant lines aro represented by
this mileage. Wo are on the up
grade.
Larrikin, a famous Australian
steeplechaser, fell in the Grand
National Hurdle Race uear Mel
bourne, breaking his neck. As soon
as the race was over the crowd broke
in and began to cut up the dead horse
for relics. One man took his tail, an
other the cars, and others the teeth
and hoofs.
The fall of a carboy of ammonia in a
drug store on Park How the other day
caused a crowd to scatter so fast that
there can be no donbt, suggests the
New York Sun, that a similar method
for dispersing a mob -would bo very
successful in times of public disorder.
There would be no broken beads af
terward and no consequent expense for
hospital attendance.
In Austria-Hungary, at the end of
1892, the first decade of postal savings
banks in that country, the number .of
depositors was 913,447, with a total
capital of 29,335,299 florins. .The
average capital during that period rose
from eleven florins "lo'lu'tfty-two
florins. The establishment in every
postoffiee in the United States of a
postal savings bank, with the oppor
tunity affbrdod even small depositors
of investing in United States bonds,
would do much to check discontent,
declares the New York Mail and Ex
press.
Klondike Mines In Quiche.
"The mining claims iu the Klondike
region," reports areturued miner, "are
500 by GfiO feet in area. They ore all lo
cated on gulches, and the 500 feet really
represents the length of each claim,
the COG feet being tukeu crosswise.
Tho idea is to give a man from hill to
hill, and if whut you might call the
walls are closer together than fififi feet,
why, you're just that much short, that's
alL You can't get more than 500 feet
along tho gulch, no matter how nar
row it is. None of them is supposed
to bo under Gftti feet, but where that is
the case you have no claim to anything
more than tho land between two side
lines so far apart." Tho mines are
under the control, so far as any con
trol is needed, of a Mining Commis
sioner, who seldom interferes with any
one, however, for there is rarely any
trouble. At the same time he can in
terfere, and to some purpose, if tt be
comes necessary, for he has any
amouut of power, and what he says
goes. A squad of Canadian mounted
police is under his orders. A couple
of men were shot in the affray in Cir
cle City, on Alaskan soil, some months
since; but in British territory "every
thing is like a church." New York
Sun.
Ant Fir.
SnvnRps, we know, Indulge In suck
luxuries oh grubs and locusts, but for a
civilized white mnuto Utilali up his din
ner with n dish of raw nnts seems toe
nasty to be credible. Yet In Mexico
It U the custom and a custom adopted
by plenty of colonists and visitors.
The ant eaten Is called tho honey nnt
and is perhaps as curious an Insect as
lives. Willi a tiny head and legs. It lins
a huge body ns big as a large pea, and
Ibis Is yellow and swollen with excel
lent honey.
Iu each nest there are .".00 or 400 of
these honey ants, which ure attended
by thousands of others. The honey anU
hung on to the roof of the cells in the
nest while the others feed them. They
are, In fact, living storehouses of win
ter food. An observer says thnt If out
of the honey nnts falls from his perch
n worker will go and pick him up and
replace him. This Is as if a man were
to walk up the face of a cliff carrying
a large buffalo or cart horse on his
back. '"
Another Kind.
"Light," snld tho minister, "Is the
natural symbol of truth." '
"llow about the right thnt lies In
woman's eyes'" asked tho layman.
J wise
A woman doesn't really know .what
criticism is until bo gets married, and
; ' " ' " - '"
WHEN POLLY WAS
When Polly waa my iweetheart
The day went dancing by
As lightly aa tier laughter.
Her moeklnfr, or her eight
She brought the suashlne with her,
A dawn ot new delight.
And let me when we parted
To dream ot her all nlght.i
TThen Felly waa my sweetheart'
I knew no sordid ear:
'What (told oonld keep tu lustre
Beside her glinting hair?
And who was I. to envy
The proudest ot the land,
That felt but lately on me
The touch ot her dear hand!
. Behind a Closed Door, g
OLONEL 'HARRY
Ford was the Dresi
dent of a big bank
in a Western State
and the colonel and
I wereattheehron
ioling of this tale
in New York,
whither w a had
(Cone as chance traveling companions
on a train from the West. It was on
Sunday morning, and as we took it
easy in the handsome apartments he
was ooupyincr. a messenaer oov
brought him a telegram. The message
was from his wife, and tho boy being
a briflfht-eved vmintrstftr. tin elieerfnl
- - " o , .
colonel chatted with him pleasautly a
moment ana gave mm a quarter as lie
departed.
"Doesn't that make telegraphing
come pretty.nignf" l inquired, with
the true Yankee spirit of thrift.
"I used to be one rnvsnlf." hn jni,l
fH explanation, "and nnu M-lianitvni T
see a Drignt-eyed kid like that I warm
UD to mm and fflVfl him Hninetliinir
though not always a quarter. Being
ounaay, ana tna telegram being from
my wife, I do a bit better than usual
and part with all of 25 cents."
'Vo you really mean that you were
once a messenger hoy? ' I asked iu
great surprise, as I looked over tho
elegant man of the world, every inch
a gentleman born, who sat in the big
ohoir by tho window gracefully pois
ing a cigar on his thumb and finger.
"Really and truly," he laughed,
"and if you can stond a reminiscence
this morning, I'll tell you the storv of
my life. Journalists," and he bowed
over the arm of the chair, "I bolieve,
are always on the lookout for interest
ing facta in history and fiction, aren't
they?"
I hastened to assure him that they
were, and after making me swear that
I would keep awake at whatever sacri
fice, he began,
''When I was a youngster of ten,"
he said, "1 wos a messenger boy earn
ing the luxurious salary of three dol
lars a week, all of which I gallantly
turned over to my mother, who" was "a
banker's daughter, though she hnd
been turned out of her father's house
because she had not married to suit
him and her stepmother. Indeed, she
had gone farther and married tho man
who had suited her, and after that,
while her heart was never empty, hhe
and her husband and only sou were
often so, and life was not quite as rosy
tu it might have been. We were bravo
people, though, and with my three
dollars a week we mnuagod somehow
to got along. I iraprovod after a year
or two, and incidentally picked up to
lography, so that when I wus fifteen I
got a place at a small country station
iu Missouri and took my mother there
to live with me on my salary of forty
dollars a month, my father having
dlod a year beforo.
"At sixteen my mother died, leav
ing me alone in the world, and at my
mother's funeral my grandfather re
lented sufficiently to propose thnt he
educate me, which proposal I accept
ed and agreed to take a good business
education. By the time I was twenty-one
I had been graduatod, and my
grandfather gave mo a position in a
bank he owned in a ery pleasant in
terior town, where I showed such op
titude that the old gentleman entirely
forgave me for having been the son of
his disobedient daughter and told me
to go ahead and I should be a partner
some day.
"The next most natural thing in the
world to do was to fall in love, and I
did it forall there was in mythrobbing
heart, and on the evening of the day
I was promoted to the cashiership of
the bauk I asked Kate Vernon to be
my wife. I did it advisedlv, too, for
my grandfather hod told mo when I
married he would givo mo an eighth
interest iu the bank. Miss Vernon
wasn't the most beautiful girl the eye
of man over rested on, and even I was
forced to confess that there was too
much pug in ber nose for classic
beauty, but she was the brightest
young woman in tho county, and the
cheeriest, and I was heels over head in
love with her, which made up for all
discrepancies.
"During all tho time of my experi
euco in the bank I had kept up my
interest in telegraphy, and after Kate
and I hnd settled upon our future
relationship, I had connected her
house with my room at the bank, and
whenever I had the chance I colled
her up and talked love to her between
meals by electricity. I don't know
how muoh of that kind of talk we in
dulged in, but I do know that
Kate became almost an expert telegraph
operator, and oonld easily have made
her living at it had there been such a
neoes'ity.
"Oaa of th other cm atom a nf thnt
MY SWEETHEART.
When Polly was my sweetheart
And vowed she loved me true,
I hadaot guessed the lurking
Of guile In eyes so blue;
Or that a cheek eaa offer
The same deliolous roee
To greet a wooer's eomtng,
And speed him when he goes.
When Tolly was my sweetheart
Oh, Idle time and blind!
Its memories blow backward
With every April wind
Until, if I could suffer
The joy and pain ot yore,
I should not mind ber making
A tool of me once more.
M. E. W., In Life.
ground was a drive that Kate and I
took two or three times a week in a
trap she owned, leaving the bank just
after closiug time, 4 o'clock, and driv
ing for a couple of hours, to end at her
house, where I took supper with her.
On the days when she would telegraph
down thnt she was coming, I would
lock np the money and valuuble papers
in the inside safo-and leave the outer
doors of the big vault open, so the
last man out of the bank could put the
noons away and lock tiiem up against
fire. The man who did this nearly al
ways whs an old fellow, partly deaf,
and a janitor rather than a clerk. One
day, when I had shut up the inside
safe and gono out to join Kate in her
trap at the door, lie sent me back to
wait until she went np town to see a
friend about a church supper they
were interested in. Old Jock, as we
called him, was not nt his desk when I
came back, though I had said good-bye
to him as 1 went out, nor was there
anyone in the batik, and as I sat a mo
ment at my own desk I noticed a pa
per that that hail been left there by
mistake. I got up at once to put it
where it belonged in tho safe, and as I
went into tho vault I did not observo
that all the books had boon put away,
though 1 could hoar old Jock, in tho
little room back, telling his boy about
sweeping out.
"The paper belonged in a pigeon
hole far back in the vault ami high up,
so that I was compelled to go np a
stcpladder we kept there, and about
the time I hud got myself hid away in
tho shadow the big outer door Hwung
to and I could hear old Jock turn the
comliin-ifion out of joint. yelled
out, but it-w'.y too late, even if the old
man's ears had bon sharp, and I
found myself in the disagreeable pre
dicament of being shut up-in my own
safe and no visible means of escape.
At first it struck me as ludicrous;
then it became serious, and iu a few
moments I had gone to thinking as
thoso people think who ore confronted
with tremendous moments in their
lives. I soon decided thnt my only
hope of L'ettill2 out was thr.imli Ti
Vernon, who, when she returned.
would naturally inquire for me and in
this way old Jcck would in 4im Ai-
cover that ho ha 1 shut mo up in tho
vault. How lone- it uniil.l Jia ...,t;i
Miss Vernon returned, or what chance
of tho old mail still being there when
uu cauio now Do-all to demand dis
cussion in my brain, nild for a minute
or two I stood still in the thick dark
ness and listened to mv homi honiinn
Then I romeiiibeved flint.
kept a hammer in a piureonholn iwmr
tho door. n!nl
- o-"i "'wMt x
found it nnd at once begun to pound
on tho door. Immediately a response
came, but. of course. T .li.l m.t
Who WOS L'ivillff it. tlullo-h v-i,lnr,H
tho boy, as the old man could scarce
ly uavu uenrti. This gave me hope,
at once, and I set m a l-emilm- f,.t
on the door with my hammer, to all of
which ciimo iuo respouses from the
outside. But it was not getting out
of my prison, and confinement was be
coming irksome.
"For the first time now I heard
faintly the sound of human voices call
ing to me, but it were as if they were
miles away, and I could not distin
guish whose thev woe tlmnii t
thought I knew Kate's. I answered
dock, out tne place was so thick and
heavy thnt my voice frightened me,
and 1 used the hammer instead of call -in
jr. Vn to this timn T liml nr. h..
oughly realized what my entombment
iuouuv, um now it came upon me that
the only man in town meant mvaaif
who knew the combination had gone
away for a vacation tin tha sun.lu,
and that with the door air-tight, or
pruouoany so, i could not live a very
great while in the vault. rwinU
not long enough to hear from either
ino ciern on vacation or from the peo
ple from whom we had bought the safe
in St. Louis. Indeed, if I stood it for
two hours. I felt I would l.n ,linr
well, for my pounding had filled the
nuie air i naa witu dust, and it was
nearlv suffocating m. Tim nn rutin
from the outside increased the dust,
too, and whilo I could prevent myself
from doing it, and did stop, the very
ioci oi my stopping made those on the
outside Pound harder Aft if r am n mil.
ago me, when, as they thought, I was
losing uope.
"This thought came to me with a
shock so great that I almost collapsed.
I cauffht at the sides nf thn vnlllf in
the inky darkness and for a minute
T LniinmA Ji.il.l. .1.1. T"1 1 1 ' .
x ucuiuun uouiuijr B1U&. OllOWing tU18
came almost a frenzy to yell and howl
and claw at the door and scratch at my
face and tear at mv hair. T hnd hoard
of people doing that way and going
j t t l i V r
iubu wueu tost m eaves ana suen places,
and I felt it coming on me in that
dreadful hole. . To add to the horrors
of my situation, the air was m-owinir
rapidly worse and I oonld not stand
9. in tMTnlt jrithont a feng pf
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By V. J. LAMPTOS.
the most profound nausea. It waa the
nausea of despair, if anybody has ever
analyzed just what that is. At inter
vals, notwithstanding the harm of it, X
would grope around for the hammer
and pound on the door, only to choke
more and to hear the muffled thnda or
the responses from the outside.
"Two feet from light and sir and
love and life and utterly shut off from
them all. It was horrible to think of,
and I am sure a thousand times worse
than if I had been entombed in a mine
ten thousand feet deep or had been
buried in the sands of a desert a hun
dred miles from water and green trees.
Slowly I felt my strength going, and
at last I could not so much as respond,
even at long intervals, to the knocking
on the outside, and I sank to the floor
with my bead against the cold steel
wall between the light of the world
and the darkness of death. As I lay
there panting I heard the dull thud of
the beating on the outside, and it anon
came as a beating of time, or rather
eternity; a measure of musio to soothe
me to sleep, and I sank into semi-consciousness
and seemed to be dreaming.
"You know, they say that when a
man is dying under unnatural or vio
lent circumstances all his past life
comes back to him, even in minute de
tail. It did not quite appear to me
that all my life was passing in review
before me in my dungeon, but H did
seem as if the youth of my life had
come back to me, and I thought I was
once again in that little telegraph sta
tion on the Missouri River catching
the clickity-click-click of the instru
ment on my table, and which always
seemed to me as important as a ship's
deck is to an admiral. I seemed to
be hearing the 'calls' of operators all
along the line, but I gave no response,
and then the scene changed, as it does
so suddenly and unaccountably in
dreams, and I was at my instrument in
the bank listening with all a lover's
eagerness for the first call of Kate
Vernon's over the wire I had put up
for her.
"It was very faint and far off, and I
think I must have smiled as I bent my
ear closer to the instrument to catch
the sound, having iu mind my sweet
heart at the other end of tho wire es
saying her first attempt in handling
tho lightning. For a moment it was
vague enough, with its modest little
clickety-click-click, but all at once it
seemed to say something to me. 1
could not distinguish at first, but
presently it took form and I could
catch the 'call' I had tanght her. It
was the letter K, repeated over and
over again, 'just as all operators do
when they want some other operator
who is not nt his desk to respond
promptly. Then it was the clickety-click-click
of the letters that formed
my name, aud I smiled to think that
as a child learning to tnlk says 'mam
ma' first, so Kate wa3 saying first in
this new laugnnge of tho wires that
she was learning the name of her
teacher.
"But there was something more
thau a dream in the sensations I was
experiencing. I could feel that it was
something more than a dream. I
knew that some sonud must be shaping
my dream for me, and without know
ing what I was doing and with an odd
feeling of the very peculiar key we
had put on our instruments I took up
the hammer aud sounded my 'call to
Kate, in response to what I was hearing.
Instantly tho 'call' was repeated and
my name followed. Now I seemed to
throw off the nightmare, and I roused
myself. Striking with the hammer on
the door I called to Kate by name, and
then distinct enough, though muffled,
I heard the clickety-click-click on ,tho
outer door, and Kate was telliug mo in
the mysterious manual of Morse, a
message of courage and hope.
"And what a wonderful strength is
hope. Now that I hnd established
communication with the outside world,
I took great courage immediately,
though I did not understand just what
or bow L was going to do to be saved,
for I confess that I was not very clear
headod at this time. I thought only
of telogrnphing to St. Louis for the
combination, and had actually sig
naled to Kate to o so at once, and I
would try to keep np until word was
received, when to my indignation, she
laughed at me over the wires, that is
the door plate, and told me to telegraph
right then and there to her what the
combination was and sho would do the
rest.
"How plain and simple that was,
and I had never thought of it. Neither
had I thought of telegraphing to her
from my prison, and it was only be
cuuse she was a woman that she ever
thought of Bonding word through that
dull door to me with a hammer. She
has sinoe told me that some men nev.er
will learn Anything unless it is ham
mered into them, and I never say a
word. Anyway, when three minutes
after I had told her what the combin
ation was, the door opened and I fell
forward into the fresh air of the world
of sunshine. Kate caught me in her
arms, and it was her voice I heard
faintly and far off as I had heard the
clickety-cliok-cliok of her tapping that
led me back to lite and light and love
onoe more."
"And you lived happily ever after?"
I inquired, after so long a silenoe that
I was surprised at myself.
"My boy," said the banker, earnest
ly, "she has saved my life a hundred
times since that, and I wouldn't trade
her for all the other women in the
world. And when she sees this story
in print," he added laughing, "111
need to have my life saved again, But
she won't do it, I'll bet a horse and
harness."
"She taust draw the line some
where," said I. Washington Star.
' "On the whole," said the aged
weather prophet, "I have found that
the safest course is to prediot bad
weather." "How so?" asked the neo
phyte. "Booause people are much
more ready to forgive you if the pre
diction do- not com true." Ppk.
NO MORE ROBBING NESTS.
Tka GvTtrmninitFmta a Stop to Vrj
matmM Iadostry.
After having been despoiled oi theii
eggs for forty-five years, as regularly
as the laying season came round, the
sea birds that inhabit the Farallones
have been taken under tho protecting
wing of the United States.
No more will the pretty spotted and
mottled eggs grace, the tables of those
who are fond of them, or enable tne
oheap restaurant to advertise "four
fresh ranch eggs, scrambled, for ten
cents."
The edict has gone forth that the
birds mnst be protected, and protected
they will be, for Unole Sam has a habit
of doing such things thoronghly when
he starts to do them at all, and there
is no reason to suppose that he will
make this case an exception.
A year or more ago a rumor reached
the ears of the powers that be at Wash
ington that the great natural aviary on
the island was being destroyed, be
cause during the nesting season thou
sands of eggs were taken from the
rocks and sent to San Francisco and
interior towns to be sold.
In due time a representative of the
Smithsonian Institution, deeply learned
in bird lore, went to the Farallones
and made an exhaustive study of the
subject.
His report wai evidently against the
continnauce of the industry, for after
the customary red tape had been un
wound Head Keeper Beeman of the
island lighthouse received a curt com
munication from the Lighthouse De
partment stating that in future no egg
collecting, except for the nse of those
who made their homes on the desolate
pile of rocks, would be allowed.
Thus perished one of the most pic
turesque industries of the Facifio
Slope and one that furnished the peo
ple of San Francisco with an article of
food not enjoyed by any-other seaport
in the country.
The stopping of the egg-picking
brings to mind the experience of the
first man who embarked in the busi
ness none other than John A. Rus
sell, the veteran and widely known
clerk of the local board of supervisors.
It was in the latter part of 1850 that
Mr. Russell, then a lad of eighteen,
came down from the mines with' a
goodly sock of gold dust and nuggets
that he had accumulated by delving iu
the earth.
He was looking for a profitable in
vestment, and not long after his arrival
hero fell in with the cook of the only
pilot boat that at that time stood
guard at the entrance of the Golden
Gate.
The man had seen tho millions of
sea birds nesting on the rocks, aud
drew such alluring pictures of the
money to be made by landing the big
eggs in this city, where at that time
chicken fruit was not over-plentiful,
that young Russell at last' consented
to furnish the sinews of war for the
enterprise, the oook's contribution to
the assots of the firm to be his labor
and experience in gathering the eggs,
getting them to this city and finding a
market. A stout sloop was purchased
and an outfit made ready at a total cost
of about 83000.
When the egg season arrived the
expectations of the partners were
more than realized. The first cargo
that arrived sold like the proverbial
hot cakes at the prices of early days,
the big, queer-looking eggs tickling
the fancy as well as the palates of the
pioneers.
Within a few days contracts with a
number of hotels had been mado at
lucrative rates, and the sloop made all
hasto back across the twenty-three
miles of water that intervened between
the gate and the lonely rocks, at that
time inhabited only by seal hunters.
Several cargoos of eggs were landed
at on average profit of $1500 a trip,
and the vessel and her fitting out
were soon paid for. San Francisco
Call.
I'olion Ivy.
Should you chance to come across
children with their little faces puffed
out and spotted, do not flee from them
while laboring under the impression
that they are viotims of measles, scar
let fever orscarlatina. It's an odds
on chance, as horsemen say, that
they've only been out to one of the
many local parks enjoying themselves
and that they had come into contact
with ivy poison. Notwithstanding
the faot that park gardeners and labor
ers aro always on the qui vive for this
detestable vine and destroy it when
ever met with, it is constantly spring
ing up in unexpected places, and is
disagreeable, though not daugorous,
in its effects.
i Whilo many persons are impervious
to the effects of poison ivy, and many
handle it freely, it is a well known fact
among scientists that others are
affected by it even though they do not
touoh it, and are blotohed and swollen,
even if only the wind from the direc
tion of its lair blows upon exposed
parts of their body. The poison is
exceedingly painful, but it is quickly'
cured by the application of another
poison a deadly one sugar of lead,
dissolved in water. New York Com
mercial Advertiser.
A Fortune In Sea Otter.
The schooners that have been oul
after sea otters have struck a second
Klondike. The season is only hall
over, but according to reports from
Captain Smalries of the schoonci
Theresa four schooners have uettod
about $03,000 in the aggregate for three
months' work. Sea-otter skins are
worth in the English market about
$1000 each. Aooording to private ad
vices, on July 8 the Herman had
eighteen skins, the Rattler twenty, the
Eppinger seven and the Kate and Ann
eighteen. ' Every hunter on each ol
these vessels will have as much money
coming to him when his sohoonei
reaches port as though he Had made a
suooessful trip to the Klondike. San
Tf C-'U ' ' , v ,
PREGNANT THOUGHTS FROM THE
WORLD'S CREATEST PROPHETS.
trilhla Chriat'a Told -Love the H,th
eat Attrtbnle-Ood'a Garden a flan f
Laber-Kocky Trntha av Bare Rrfaa
Keep Open for Ood'a Hmrai
I nave a life wfth Christ to lire,
But till I live it must I wait
Till learning can clear answer give
To thla and that book's Matey
Z bave a life in Christ to live,
1 bave a death In Christ to die.
But must I wait till acience give
All doubts a lull reply?
Nay; rather, while a sea ot doubt
Is rising wildly round about,
QuestioDinK ot life and death auj j0
Let me but ernep within '
Thy told, O Christ, and at thy feet
Take but the lowest seat
And hear thine awful voice repent,
In Reutleet accents, heavenly sweet
"Come uuto me and rest;
Believe me and be blest."
-J. C. Shalrp.
Lot tbe Highest Attribute.
"If he oould but return!" we say, '-There
was so much I did not do that I mlKht have
done. Ho much I could have sail that uw
be can never Know:" wait! wbeo th(,,
we loo go, not to return, we ennuot know
where they are nor what manner of life in
theirs. Hut some things we do know, nn,
If we remember and think about them thev
may neip us 10 kdow more, ne know that
as we grow in spiritual life ourhlgher.beiti-r
teeliugs aud emotions endure and grow creal
er,while tho lower drop away, like the lownr
leaves ot a plant wheu the plant has no u
for them. Vie know that through whatever
changes this spiritual lire puns8,tlit) uIkIifm
feeling in It love must grow purer nul I
stronger as this life progresses. And sinoe
ocneve in an unending me, it seems to fol
low that we shall grow more loving nMl
wise wim eucu Hsrent 10 a ami niglier ittut.,
uiuru iuiu its jviwiTg .110 luviuj;, longing
inouguin in me umiru ui uiueni towaru un.
We cannot think of our dead, who have n
cended to a higher state of the name niini
ual lifo, as more Ignorant thun we are. Xhry
are no longer bound by our human limit
Hons, and they are wiser, more loving, be
cause ot their higher place. They am
quicker to percoive ana respond lo our lor-1
Ing. yoaniing thoughts-the thoughts (bit
flood our spirits and fill our eyes s.i we re. I
memnnr mem. lane comrort I Thev lowi
us. They do not forget. They know'nll ilio
lovewe.uiu uut bpeim nuu 01 W'llt'n our I
hearts are lull now I ilnrpcr s litizar.
Coil's Garden I'lace for I.almr.
The true Idea of tbe rest of Tnrailie is got I
that of a long lazy dream. An old Christian
pnluter onee painted a series of piettiriy in I
tne um or a siitntiv si-noiar, one nrr-l
sonts him in liU study, hard at work with I
books and pen; another utiows him, .i I
and woak ana in, receiving lit laJtenm-l
munion; another depicts his death: aiiiltliul
the artist paints tne saint in rani'liw.l
Hut when you I00K nt It, he 1 oa-k id his
study, going on wltn ins old work! Oo v
the'llues of ago and sorrow Imvoionel
out of his face, and with great xkill tbnl I
nainter bos succestod that tho (lltlloulol I '
and trouble of his labor huvo ia.el swav I
that tho toil is no longer painful, kit pUr I t
lov. This is a verv beautiful IhotiL-ht. (mil. I I
irarden of rest is no Dlnce of slothful eaul
and pleasant, useless dreams. The rc-t imd- I
slsts in the removal ot pain nnd dillieultjol r
work, not in having nothing to do. It air
even be possible, ns the painter faiHed.tj I'
go on with the work which interested us 03 I
earth, but without its labor and sorrow : to 81
work like Adam in Eden, with neither sir 0
of brow nor weariness of brain. I'rofetsorl I G
Kbuttlcwortb. Jn .Sunday Magazine
Itorky Truths a Safe l!efue,
In almost every Christian's eiKrvil
comes times ot despondency and glouii.
when there sooms to be a depletion oi te
spiritual life, when the fountains that uhJ
to burst ana sing witu water are gruwn or,
when love is loveless and hope hoHw.
and enthusiasm so utterly dead nnd mrn
thut it is hard to believe thnt It ever luel.
At such times there is nothing for in to il
but hold with eager bauds to the birr,
rocky truths of our religion, ns a m-
wreoked man hangs to a stroiijr, nifH
cliff when the great rotiring wave ami C
the little eddies nil together are trying
Bweep him back into tho deep Ite
when the tide turns, and wo can Iwl'l out'
selves lightly where we onee had to km
lieavllv. when fuith grows easy and 0
aud Christ aud responsibility and 't"rM
aro once more the glory ana ueiigntoi m
days and peaceful nights, then certus.
there is something new in them- "
color, a new warmth. Tho soul hns caul
a new idea of Ood's love's when ittm':
only been fed but rescued by Hmi. liih
Jirooks.
Keen Open for Cind'a McusenifH
Have von ever read n beautiful little!"
"Eximetiitlon Corners?" It tells ef a tal
who prepared a city for some ol bl n
subjects, ftot inr iroin mem wen
tr.rnlimicAa vhnra evnrvt lihn? lllt'V Cr4
need was annulled If thev but sent in tH
requests. Butonono condition they M
be on the outlook for tho answer, m 'J
when tho king's messengers cam wijij
answer to their petitious.they UiuM aWJ
be found waiting and ready to rwJ
them. Tho sad storv Is told ol oi
pouuing one, who nover eiw "
too unworthy. One day n j
Iho klnir'a atorehouses. aud there,
amazement, he saw, with hi" J'""J
them, all the packages that lradi"n
up for I1I111, nnd sent. iiiere
ment of praise, and the oil of Wfj
eye-salve, and so much more; they bii-n
to his door, but found It closed, tw J
nn thn nntlnnk. Prnm thnt time 0llD'rl
the lesson Mlcali would teaeh u: "'
look to the Lords I will wait for th" J
my salvation; my God Will hear -Andrew
Murray.
Frearhlng and SermonUlnl-
To pronch the sermon Is a mean. j
sermoniaer It is an end. To tti
the sermon Is an opportunity: t"tll'f!
User it Is a task. Honoetho preaob'
free man and a moster; tho s. rmenL
ubject and;a slave. Tho pre
something to sayt tho sorinoui'ir ,
something. The preacher bears In "
a great glowing ideal of what J'"'
have His people bos He feels with t
sympathy and keenest sorrow h'w '
of this they oomo.nud, impelled lyB
aud a burning desire to lift his J
It. lie seurones tne Boripwree iui -
snail express it, ami araws y-
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