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druggists, or sent on receipt of price,
vs' Med. Co., Cor. William John Su-,
1talll;li:sal M
HfJtf AU F'c Fatt.8. r-B
to confess there
"Hut there's
he's going by
coming to '
mnyed; "w
Diana Scan
Diana pot to her fort a .u .
to the window. Undo Ansel v
lumbering bv in his rattling W
She took a hasty survey of his ihabDJ
old figure, and turned back into the
room in triumph. She hud caught a
glimpse of a sprig of wild rose.
"Oh, that'.'" the baby's, mother said,
looking over her shoulder. "Uncle An
sel's always picking up floyvers. Well,
ye-es, I suppose so. 1 suppose you'd t all
that poetry."
"Shouldn't call it in his soul, though.
It's in his buttonhole," muttered the ir
repressible. "Yes, that's poetry," Diana nodded.
"I told you so. Everybody has some
somewhere. It doesn't always show as
plainly right on the surface as Uncle
Ansel's. That wns just a streak of good
luck for me. Hut it's olwaya there,
somcyvhere. Show me the soul that
hasn't anv!"
The little woman whose title of honor
was the baby's mother ran over her list
of acquaintance! rapidly and brought
up Miss Senthrilla, Oh, yes, Miss Sen-thrilla.
"Certainly, my dear,'' the baby's
mother said, cheerfully. "I'll show you
Miss Senthrilla. Dob. do you think you
i 1 1 1 1 i take care of this blessed baby
awhile, und not let him dabble his feet
in the yvater pitcher, ns you did before
or play with shingle nails or eat lu
cifer matches?"
"Or dig Oreek roots or let me,
either?" finished The Irrepressible,
gloomily. "Oh, certainly, certainly
most happy to oblige you, my dear sis
ter. Ditch the little chap over here
hold on, give us n liner!"
"And, Dob. you know the bock stairs
and the front stairs ond the cellar
staira "
"I know everything," The Irrepres
sible said, calmly.
"Then I'll go to see Miss Senthrilla
with Diana. It's only a little way. and I
want to prove there's one person in the
world, anyhow, without a line of poetry
in her. Not a line! Miss Senthrilla's
prose from top to toe. That poor, dear
woman never had a romance as big as a
butternut in her life. I've known her
ever since I was knee-high, nnd my nn-ei-stnrs
knew her before me. She's
dear, but she's written in prose."
"Miss Senthrilla? ( un, me iaii,
straight woman with magnificent gray
hair? And lives next to the parson
age?" Diana queried, thoughtfully.
'Why, I know her now, this minute. 1
lon't need any introducing. I've met
her twice since I came. You stay with
dessed baby and keep him from shin
gling himself, or getting drowned in
the water pitcher, nnd I'll go and find
Mica Senthrilla's poetry all by myaelf.
I'd rather go alone, begging your par
Ion "n f no. When I
"Ye.-, .
thrills) crieo e...
lost that for anj
tic Tad's first pair
red ones how mortal ,
was of 'em! Dearie mt,
with his feet straight ou.
em!"
Miss Senthrilla sat with the ti
ton in her palm, and the softene.
in her face. Diana drew her e.
nearer.
Tad? little Tad?" she asked, With
gentle insinuation.
"Why. yes, little Tad my little lad.
Of course, he was Emmy's, but 1 al
ways called him mine. Emmy didn't
mind. Ho looked so much like big
Tad, nnd big Tad was almost mine "
Miss Senthrilla gave a little start,
nnd stole a look nt Dinna in confusion.
Then she straightened her tall figure
and apnko proudly:
"It slipped out, my dear, and 1 enn't
gfstt it back the yvay 1 did little TadV
button. It's got to stay out. I never
'Wt it slip out before. Uig lati was
mine before he WU hmmy B, but ne
srell, he slipped out. It was best. 1
guess. Emmy needed him most, hue
was a pretty, yveuk little thing when
big Tad died she came nnd lived with
me she nnd little Tad. The blessed
little spot o' Biinshine! He wns al
yvnys my Tnd nfter that. 1 bought the
little red shoes."
It was quiet in the quaint, sunny lit
tle room for awhile. Dinna could only
hear a soft, subdued hum of bees in the
honeysuckle vines, and the gentle
click of the buttons tinder Miss Sen
thrilla's finc-crs. The little red shoes!
fhey were a line of Miss Senthrilla's
poetry. The lirsi verse nao ucen uig
Tad's verse, but instinctively UOMU
knew that little Tad had filled all the
other verses. She sat very still and
waited for the rest. Miss Senthrilla
chose another button from the pile. It
yvas covered with faded blossom
sprigged silk.
"It came off rav wedding dress," Miss
Senthrilla said. "Yes, my deur, mine.
It was Emmy's nfterwnrd, but it wns
mine first. There were pink posies all
over it, nnd pink wna my color. 1 hnd
r.inlr bonnet strings to mutch. Dink
wnsn t Emmv's color, but Emmy
didn't mind. You couldn't find nny-
thing Emmy didn t look becoming n.
Slie cut off the ends of the bonnet
atrings they were so long and made
little buttery bowa under tho brim,
nnTt in the face. Hie laa always o
mired those little bowa. Little Tad had
Am in nlnv with afterwards. Emmy
T a " , , . .
t off the buttons, too, ana ne naea w
ind in a tin dish."
aa poring over the
, for tome
where thr
i ad asked me
ndcrncnth. 1
e it is. Here's
button out to
r smile quivcr
, not Miss Sen
C! no lack ol
n It.
lelf. They were
pants 1 Fewed
. on the seam, for
I to always make
Emmy didn't
rie me! I used to
. and 1 could hear
ng in the other
u too."
ivl button lay in
i. nd she snyv jt
! ill fluttered in DOT
u ought to hnve seen
t pants! This town
h lo hold him I" 'cm!
, r your head end see
,i ihe yard, strutting,
ecdful short and
in those little bits
tscanie clean down
t. He learned to
day wearing punts
itesa. I'.efore, Iie'd
I2mmy didn't like
'ad usrd to go down
i so she wouldn't
t down behind the
I. no Raid, with a low
;l Miss Senthrilla.
one other verse to the
Diana put her gold
. ti on the buttons in
:s lap nnd cried when
And Miss Senthrilla's
andered over the girl's
talked.
is on little. Tad's soldier
nr. it's tarnished now,
!, it was bright enough
were two rows of 'cm
i of bis COOt, and some on
sewed 'em all on strongc
nt so flimsy when h
blue suit home. Lttl
uiur soldier in those bn
jy were becoming to 1
i so proud of them!
dm the lust time whe
ng awaj Kmmy t
' ou Dluc mouni
boys' go down the
can see a greot way
lue mountain, and I
ss, too. 1 was ce
vhich was little Tut1
out of sight.
I sayv tne nnd Wat
.'hen I saw the sun
i bruss buttons,
v deur, 1 lost my
t dnyl I coul-
He CfttH brass 1 ,iwu - -a's
hand cuught a dim light
glow in the west where the
going down. Miss Senthrilla'B
ised over it tightly,
nt to tuke enrj of him, when he
t, but I didvi't get there soon
This little button WRS' all 1
if my little soldier Tad. Some
,ho was kind had cut it oil for
mmy let m keep it. For years,
ir, I kept it in n little box of pink
i, but I gyit nfraid, by and by,
oiks would Hnd it after 1 died, nnd
l was romantic. So I put it in
ivifli the other buttons. 1 think
1 forgotten it but 1 hndn't for
n little Tad.
never told anybody all this before
just slipped out to you, my dear.
iiv one remembers my little Tad
, it's Just ns Emmy's boy not
e. But be yvas mine.'
hen Diana trot home the baby's
nn thee met her nt the door curiously.
"Vh! he's asleep! well?
Dinnn :j eyes were reddened, und her
lively littjle face had a subdued softness
in it. l'he bnby's mother regarded it
in Ktirnr'tRe.
"Well? did you And Miss Senthrilla's
poetry'.'"' she questioned, in a yvhisper
Her own face wns unbelieving.
Diana caught the little woman's
hands in iters with an Impetuous ges
lure.
"Yes, oh, yes, 1 found it!" she cried
softlv. "I found it in her button box.
Housewi fe.
Uiisn 1st the Interactional Serf
Jstaaary 7, lOOO The Rlrtb
Christ Lstke 2i4-14.
GOLDEN TKXT.-Thou shalt
name Jesus, for He shall save !
from their sins. Mm. 1:21.
THE LESSON TEXT
4. And Joseph also went up fl
out of the city of Ncsart'.h, I
unto the city of David, wtl
nethlehcm (because ho was
and lineage of David):
5. To be taxed with Mary
wife, being great with cl
6. And so It wuis that, w
there, the days were acc
she should be delivered.
7. And she brought for
son, and she wrapped h
clothes and laid him In s
there was no room for t
8. And there were In
shepherds abiding In
watch over their tlocl;
9. And lo, the angc
upon them, and the g:
round about them!
afraid.
10. And tho atvge:
not, for, behold, I
of great Jcy, whlcl
11. For unto yuu
city of David a
the Lord.
Vi. And this sh
rliall nnd tho b:
clothes, lying lr
13. And sudd
angel a multl
praising God -
14. Glory be
on earth, per
NOTKF
While th'
of Jesus,"
the Oosp
that evei
ied will
pel in l
1:1-4;
Christ
annur
SS; a
38; -1:30
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Lu
MORGAN'S RIFLEMEN.
WarrlorH Who Won the Respect and
Admiration of the Great
Washington.
When NYnshineton, one day riding
along his lines, saw the fringed hunt
ing-shirts of the Virginians approacn-
iug, the reserve ol Ins nnturally unde
monstrative nature broke down. "At
the sight lie Stopped 1 the riflemen drew
nearer, and their commander, stepping
in front, made the military salute, ex-
elniniinrr: 'CeiKial, from the banks
f h Potomac!' Washington dis
mounted, came to meet the battalion.
nnd friiiiicr down the line with both
arms extended, shook hands with the
riflemen one by one, tears rolling down
hi checks as he did so. He then mount
ed, saluted, and silently rode on."
The riflemen were at once employed
ns sharpshooters, and kept the enemy
continually in hot water. Hitherto the
British outposts had been safe enough
within stone's-throw of the American
lines, but they now found, to their cost.
that it was almost certain death to ex
pose their heads within 200 yards of u
rifleman. So frequent became the re
tarns of officers, pickets and artillery
,n en shot nt long range that Edmund
Uurke exclaimed in parliament: "Your
officers are swept off by the rifles if
they show their noses!" In the Brit
t.t, enmn the riflemen were called
"shirt-tail men, with their cursed twist
H anina: the most fatal widow-and-or
Van makers in the world." Harper's
tzine.
of JosCpu, is- -ou) (descendant) of
Hcli, the intention evidently ueiug
tr. remove the false Impression that
Joseph was his father. And this cor
responds with the statement in uie
Talmud that Mary, the mother of
Jesus, yvas the daughter of lien.
The Annunciations. Aaeharins, tne
priest, to whom the annunciation ot
Johns birth yvas made, belonged to
the eighth in order of the 24 courses
into which the priests were divided.
Each course served only twice during
the year, and no one wns permitteti to
nll'er incense the second time until
each one in his course hnd had bis
turn. It yvas probably, then, the first
time that Zucfiarias had fulfilled this
holy service.
The object in relnting the nnnuneia
tinn is to show. SS the Apostles'
Creed has it, that Jesus Christ, (iod's
nnlv Son. was "conceived by the litiy
(ihost. born of the Virgin Mary." The
annuncintion to Zachnrias declared
the mission of John the Baptist, that
to Mnrv nnnounced the nature, the
name and the mission of Jesus, that to
Joseph declared the divine conception
of Christ. His name and His mission.
The Thanksgivings. Notice the in
spired thanksgiving of Mnry (I.uke
I'iA-Ul nnd of Zacharias (Luke 1:07-
7U), the first known as the Magnificat,
and the other the Henedictus, from
the first yvords of each in the old
Lntin version.
The Incarnation. The great tele
aennes of our day are so made that the
observer does not look through the
tube directly at a star, but Btudies the
reflection of the stnr in a smnll mir
ror. This device haa made possible
the great enlargement of the tele
scope, and thus revealed a wealth of
information inaccessible to feebler in
struments. The ancient philosophers
and sages sought for tied much ns the
old astronomers scanned the henvens
with their little tubes. They discov
ered much that yvas valuable, but nt
the best their results were dim and
uncertain. Dut in the incarnation we
have "the express image" of the Fa
ther reflected in a human life. Here
yve may discern and study nil nis nt
tributes. No man can look directly at
the sun; none could gaze upon the un
veiled glory of Uod. Hut though no
man hath Been Ood at any time," yet
the onlv begotten Son, yvho is in the
bosom of the Father, He hath declared
Him" (John 1 : 18). Adapted from
Henry Van Dyke.
PRACTICAL.
In coming to the world ns a babe,
the Son of God became man, one with
us. Jesus is our Elder Drother.
In becoming man. the Son of God
became subject to our temptations, sc
that He can succor tne tempted.
In becoming man. the Son of God
showed how great is the divine loe
for us. It wos love that sought our
lore.
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The sly shadow steals away upon the
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