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Do- line cxceeded d among for- 7,000 tons {or maller sales. ted for build- ticcable activ- export. shipments for 1,105 bushels, last week, 3,- corresponding ishels in 1898, 07.790 bushels date this sea- 151.455 bush- shels last sea- els in 1898-ga. cek aggregate 5.465 573 bush- ushels in this 45 bushels in 1897. and 2,- uly 1 to date arc 04,240,169 t5 bushels last hels in 1898-00. colporteurs of e Society, of over 2,000 Bi- languages to Deed. es L. McDon- it Fort Wash- afternoon at- yur privates at ipted to place bhed three of which he had ough was tak- etropolitan po- an districts. ed a bank safe re frightened | any booty. a sun festival. the winter sol< festival of. the les the festival other localities Dragon. It is riment and one -malities is the pers: ilways consum- for the illumin- imption of car- 0 is estimated ,000,000 gallons - ® | co . >» | | ol ov «© ww *~ ~~ Dawn of the New Century. If the change of the centuries took | place at cither of the equinoxes— March 22 or September 22—then, since on those days the earth’s axis is at right angles to the plane of the orbit, od | there is equal day and night all over the world, the matter would be very easily decided. The dawn-line would coincide with the date-line, and from pole to pole che first sun of the new century would rise ot the same moment. But, unfortunately, this is not so, and the consequence is that the line of dawn, as it sweeps round the earth, first touch- es the date-line to the south of ths equator, and then gradually creeps up this line till it leaves it far to the north. So the first sun of the twentieth century will rise on the places along or near the date-line in the order of their posi- | tion, from the south upwar | ow there is no land along this line { | from the Antarctic circle to Antipodes | Island, hence this tiny spot of earth | will first see the twentieth century dawn. A few minutes later Bounty Island will | see it. hen it will sweep along the | northeast coast of North Island, New | Zealand; then over Vanuva Levu in the Fiji Islands. Next it will shine on the scattered coral islets of the Ellice group, and after traveling about 9 degrees more to the north the light-tide will touch the crossing of the dawn-line and | date-line at 6 o'clock. Two hours and five minutes will have to pass before it reaches the banks cf the Yarra. In six hours and twenty. | five minutes it will gild the temples and palaces of Calcutta. In nine hours and | fifty minutes it will be flowing over | Lion's Head, and down the rugged sides i of Table Mountain. In twelve hours and twenty-five minutes it will crossed Montmartre and touched the base of Eiffel Tower in Paris. Five minutes later it will have passed the cross of St. Paul's and be flowing up ' Fleet street. In seventeen hours and twenty minutes from the time it cross- ed .the dawn-line it will be flowing round the feet of the Statue of Liberty, and in three hours more it will have reached the Golden Gate. Thence it will cross a stretch of ocean unbroken by rock or islet back to the dawn-line, and so will be accomplished the even- ing and morning of the first day of ihe twentieth century.—Pearson’s Magazine. have Nothing Wasted in Paris. A duty of primary importance is dis- charged by the ragpickers of Paris. Working at night, busy under the gas- light with hoop and pannier, the value of ‘what they collect is estimated at $10,000 a day. Assuredly one-half of | the world does not know how the other half lives, says a Paris correspondent. Of course, the conditions of Paris life are exceptional. The population is very closely packed; the tall houses are crammed with inhabitants, there are no gardens, as with us—there are~but the houses and the streets. The Parisians have a way of emptying all kinds of lumber and refuse into the streets, and then the ragpickers gather in their harvest. <A use is found for everything, and metamorphosis never cease. Rags go to make paper; broken glass is pounded, and serves as the coat- ing for sand or emery paper; bones, after a process of cleaning and cutting down, serve to make nail brushes, tooth brushes and fancy buttons; little wisps of women's hair are carefully unraveled and do duty for false hair by and by. Men’s hair, collected outside the bar-! bers’ shops, serves for filters; bits of sponge are cut up and used for spirit lamps; bits of bread are carbonized and made into tooth powder; sardine boxes are cut up into tin soldiers or into sock- ets for candlesticks. A silk hat has a whole chapter of adventure in store for it. Eritain’s Valnerab'e Spots. This question is somewhat compli- cated by the fact that so long as this country keeps the command of the sea aft parts of the empire are, with very 7 few exceptions, equally vulnerable or invulnerable, says Pearson's Weekly. Tt must also be remembered that so far as the British islands are concerned invasion would not be necessary, since effective blockade would mean starva- tion and surrender in a month or so. Again, no enemy would attempt inva- sion till the fleet had been crippled. Napoleon with 400,000 men was afraid to pass the Straits of Dover, though they were patroled by one old frigate, while Von Moltke admitted that he had eight plans for getting into England, but none for getting out again. Vast areas of our colonies are practi- cally unprotected, but then they are so far away from any possible enemy's base that to invade them would be to tempt disaster with little hope of ade-- quate reward. Of ports which we make some pretense of defending, the most vulnerable are probably Cape Town and Hongkong. heir fortifications bear no comparison to those of the European frontiers, and they are defended mostly by obsolete artillery, which would be hopelessly outranged by the guns of modern battleships and cruisers, just as all but our naval guns were in South Africa by the Boer artillery. Deafness Cannot Be Cured by local applications, as they cannot reach the diseased portion of the ear. There is only one way to cure deafness, and that is by constitu- tional remedies. Tube. flamed you have a rumbling sound or imper- fect hearing, and when it is eutirely closed Deafness: tho result, and unless the inflam- mation can be taken out and this tube re- stored to its normal condition, hearing will be destroyed fo . Nine cases out of ten are h, which isnothing butan in- tion of the mucous surfaces. 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My Sister Zuleima, be- cause the Saratoga hotels are too in- tolerably hot for endurance; Cousin Herbert Haller, because he is an aesthete, and wants to study nature from a level hitherto untrodden; Mrs. Johnson, because the children don’t recuperate after the whooping- cough; Aunt Sadie, on account of a difficulty with her landlady on the and Uncle Jenks, because he never has visited us and wants to know what my wife is like!” “Dear me!” faintly gasped Mary Haven, looking around her pretty sit- ting-room, draped in pink chintz, fragrant with fresh flowers, and deco- rated with gilt bird-cages, water- broidery; “what am I to do?” “Do?” repeated her husband, who was intent on clipping off the end of his cigar so that it should “draw” satisfactorily. “There is but one thing to do—let em come.” “All at once?” “Yes, all at once.” “And I with only one girl, and the thermometer at 90 in the shade, and the painters in possession of the second-story!” hysterically cried the lady. “Couldn’t be a better combination of circumstances, my dear,” said Mr. Haven. “I don't believe these people care a straw about seeing me,” said Mrs. Haven, ready to burst into tears. “Neither do I,” said her husband. “It’s only on account of their con- venience, the hot weather and the high price of hotels,” added Mrs. Haven. “Hugh, I've a great mind to commit suicide!” “Don’t do that my dear!” said Mr. Haven. “I can suggest a better plan. I was thinking, do you know—" “Of telegraphing to the city for a new force of servants, a box of pro- visions from Minardi’s, and half a dozen cots, with hair mattresses and bedding to match?” eagerly inter- rupted the lady. “Nothing of the sort!” said Mr. Haven, seriously eying the distant landscape through the amethyst rays of cigar-smoke. “Of—moving.” “Moving, Hugh?” “To the little cottage by the lake,” Mr. Haven explained. “Only for a few days, merely on account of the repairs at the house. Paint upsets my digestion, and the sound of a carpenter’s hammer sets my teeth on edge. Besides, Hodge, the contractor, can work a deal faster if we're all out of the way.” “But, Hugh, the cottage is nothing on earth but a camping-out place, with board floors, and not a particle of plaster or paint about it, remon- strated Mary. “What of that, my lov2?” said the imperturbable husband. “Our friends don’t come, as I take it, to admire fresco and gilding, but to enjoy our society.” “They’ll think we live there al- ways,” said Mrs. Haven, with a corru- gated brow. “That is precisely what I wish them to think, my dear.” | “Oh!” said Mrs. Haven. “You follow my meaning?” “I—think--I—-begin—to,” said she, with an amused light beginning to sparkle into her eyes. “Yes, dear, per- haps it would be a good plan to move —just while the repairs are in prog- ress.” And she hurried up stairs, to pack a few necessaries, at once. The cottage by Wiscomac Lake was not an imposing edifice. There was plenty of room in it, such as it was but the floors were of rude pine boards, the windows were undraped, and the furniture was such as was adapted merely to the wants of camp- ing parties who were prepared to “rough it” after the most primitive fashion; and when Mrs. Zuleima Montague Prout drove up to the door, in a wagon heavily laden with trunks, she stared, through her gold eye- glasses, in a most ridiculous manner, at the rude porch of shingles, sup- ported by cedar posts mantled in their native bark. the shutterless vindows, and the unpainted wood settees on the grass. “This isn't ‘The Solitudes!’ said she. “Drive on, man! You have made a mistake!” . | “This ’ere’s where Lawyer Haven's folks live,” said the man, leisurely chewing a straw. “Guess it’s enough of a ‘solitude’ to suit anybody.” | “I thought it was a picturesque cot- tage,” said Mrs. Montagu Prout, in accents. of the keenest disappoint- ment. But at this minute Mrs. Haven her- self hurried to the door. “I think you must be my husband's sister Zuleima,” said she, graciously. “Do come in!” “But where are my trunks to go?” said the fashionable widew, who had dazzled the eyes of the Saratoga vorld with her numerous changes of toilet during the past fortnight. “You can put them in the shed at the back of the barn,” said Mrs. Ha- ly ven, graciously. “I don’t think they will quite go up the stairway.” Makes Hair Grow Perhaps your mother had thin hair, but that is no reason why you must go through life with half-starved hair. If you want long, thick hair, feed it. Feed it with Ayer’s Hair Vigor, the only genuine hair food you can buy. Your hair will grow thick and long, and will be soft and glossy. Ayer’s Hair Vigor always restores color to gray hair; it keeps the scalp clean and healthy, and stops falling of the hair. 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It is rather small; mind a little inconvenience!” floor. “Humph!” soliloquized the thete, looking ruefully around him “this isn’t at all what I expected!” “This!” echoed Mr. Haller. 15 cents each.”” Many people who stop “You are Cousin Herbert, I sup- | to look at them wonder who buys the pose,” said Mrs, Haven, politely. | chickens, and what is done with them. Allow me to show but we are expecting a good deal of company, and I dare say you won't And she left him in a seven-by-nine apartment, under the eaves, where he couldn’t stand upright except just in the middle of the room, and where the three-pained window was close to the aes- Mary Haven had scarcely got down | stairs, and resumed the manufacture Pp p said Adelaide, discon- tentedly. “It ain’t nothin’ but a shanty!” loudly proclaimed Alexander Gus- tavus, the second hope of the family. “There ain’t no paint on it,” said Helen Louise. “Lemme get out! lemme get out!” shrieked Julietta, “and play in that lovely black mud, where the frog- toad is sitting!” Mrs. Johnson sailed in, with a scar- let face and a perturbed look. “I’m afraid, Cousin Mary,” said she, “that we shall inconvenience you. There don't seem to be much accom- modation here.” “Oh, there's plenty of room up in the garret, such as it is!” said Mrs. Haven. smilingly. “Of course, one expects to lead a gipsy life in a place like this, and the lake will be so nice for the little dears to play in, if only they are a little careful, for it’s very deep; and it's so lucky you are here, Cousin Johnson, to help me with the pies and bread, for I'm not a very experienced housekeeper.” “I thought you kept two or three servants,” said Mrs. Johnson, frigidly. “I have only one girl just at pres- ent,” said Mrs. Haven; “and of course, when there's so much com- pany, there's a great deal to do. Oh, there comes an old lady with a sweet, little, yelping dog!” She glanced out of the open door- way. “Goodness me, if it ain’t that in- tolerable cld Aunt Sadie, with her inevitable dog!” groaned Mrs. John- son, as a fat elderly lady toiled up the path, in a scarlet shawl and a black-lace hat. “Bless me!” said Aunt Sadie, pur- ple with the heat and dripping with prespiration, “you don’t never mean to say, Niece Haven, that this ’ere’s the place I've heerd tell of on Lake —what d’ye call it?” “It is where we live at present,” said Mrs. Haven, quietly. “I'm downright sorry I left the tavern at the railroad,” said Aunt Sadie, sadly. “I ain’t used to these unpleasant houses, and I'm ’most sure Trip will catch cold.” Uncle Jenks was the last to come —a shrewd, brown-faced old man, in a gray suit. He looked around him and seemed to take in the situation at once. “No servants, eh?” said he. “Well, it's lucky I came. I'm pretty handy to fetch water, and split kindling, and help round the house; and you're pretty slim, my dear, to do all the work of this house, with only a young gal to help you. So Hugh hasn't done real well in business? I've a little money uninvested myself, and I don’t know as I could do better with it than to lend it to my sister’s son. Thus he spoke, cherry and kind, while Mrs. Montagu Prout fanned her- self on the porch, Cousin Herbert Haller did battle with the mosquitoes and midgets. Mrs. Johnson followed her four children about in ceaseless terror lest they should be drowned, and Aunt Sadie felt her dog's pulse and groaned over the heat. One night at the cottage settled the question of “to stay or not to stay,” in the mind of Mrs. Haven’s guests. “I never slept in such a hot place in my life,” said Mrs. Johnson. “The bed wasn't long enough for me to stretch myself out in, and the eaves touched my forehead,” said Cousin Herbert, sadly. “The owls hooted all night in the woods,” said Anant Sadie, “and kept dear little Trip barking until he was hoarse.” “I wouldn't stay here if you would pay me a thousand dollars a week,” said Mrs. Montagu Prout, thinking of her pink silk party-dresses and twelve-buttoned kid gloves. “Well,” said Uncle Jenks, drily, “it ain’t just the location I should have selected for a summer residence, but 1 ain’t going off to leave Hugh and his wife while I can manage to be useful to them!” So the company departed, with various adieux and insincere protes- tations of regard, and only Uncle Jenks was left. And then Mr. Haven took his cigar out from between his lips. “Uncle Jenks,” said he, suppose we go and see how the carpenters and painters are getting along with the conservatory up at the house!” “At what house?” said Uncle Jenks. “Mine,” said Mr. Haven. “Don’t you live here?” said Uncle Jenks. “Not all the time,” said Mr. Haven. “We only came here to accommodate such of our relatives as merely desire to make a convenience of us.” “Oh!” said Uncle Jenks, a slow smile beginning to break over his shrewd, brown face. And Mary Haven confessed that her husband's advice had proved its own excellence. Uncle Jenks, the only one of the troop who really cared two straws for them, was with them still, the rest had all been frightened away by the rusticities of the Lake Wiscomac cottage. . “And I wish them bon voyage!” said Mr. Haven, calmly. “So do 1,” agreed Mary.—Saturday Night. the eldest, Chickens as Pets in the City, One of the show windows in a down- town store where incubators and small farm implements are sold has been converted into a chicken house, and in this and also in several large coops in the store there are hundreds of tiny chickens pecking at ‘he prepared food, and appearing to be as well contented as they could be if the mother hens were there to watch over them. » A sign over the window coop says that the little chicks are ‘ for sale at They are too small to broil and they are not of the kind known as “fancy stock,” and therefdre are not supposed to attract the attention of the fancier. “We sell them,” said the storekeeper, “to people who take them home as pets for children. In some instances tbey are bought by people who live in the country, and are taken there to raise, but nearly all our customers take the chickens to their homes, and give the chidren who in their summer vacation to own a chicken, but it is safe to say ’ bune. | of raspberry pies, when shouts and children, on a ‘“buck-board wagon’ from the nearest stage station. — | cries in various keys announced the | coming of Mrs. Johnson and her four “Is this Cousin Hugh's home, ma?” Soudan campaign. Enteric Fever Immunes. » | against enteric fever. over that ase fell OR. THLHACE'S SURDAY SERMON Subject: Apples of Gold—An Appropriate got a peep into poultry yards a chance that the chicks housed in this way will never die of old age.—New York Tri- Men over 40 are practically proof Only vne man a victim in the ma mst AN ELOQUENT DISCOURSE. Word May Decide One’s Destiny — The Power of Little Things — Value of Sympathy. [Copyright 1901.7 WasHINGTON, D. C.—In this discourse Dr. Talmage shows an open door for any one who desires to be useful, and illus- trates how a little thing may decide one’s destiny. The text is Proverbs xxv, 11 (re- vised version), “A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in baskets of silver.” A filigree basket loaded with fruit is put before us in the text. What is ordinarily translated “pictures” ought to be “bas- kets” Here is a silver network ba’ © | containing ripe and golden apples, pip- pins or rennets. You know how s h ap- ples glow through the openings of a bas- ket of silver network. You have seen such a basket of fruit on many a table. It whets the appetite as well as regales the vision. Solomon was evidently fond of apples, because he so often speaks of ¢ them. While he writes in glowing terms of pomegranates and figs and grapes and mandrakes, he seems to find solace as well as lusciousness in apples, calling out for a supply of them when he says in another : place, “Comfort me with apples.” Now | vou see the meaning of my text, “A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in bas- | kets of silver. | You see, the wise man eulogizes just one word. Plenty of recognition has there been for great orations—Cicero’s arraign- | ment of Catiline, the phillippics of 1Je- mosthenes, the five days’ argument of Ed- | mund Burke against’ Warren Hastings, Tadward Irving's discourses on the Bible and libraries full of prolonged utterance— | but my text extols the power of one word | whe it refers to “a word fitly spoken.” This may mean a single word or a small | collection of words—something you can | utter in one breath, something that you | can compact into one sentence. “A word | fitly spoken” — an encouraging word, a | kind word, a timely word, a sympathetio | word, an appropriate word. I can pass | right down the aisle of any church and | find between pulpit and front door men | whose temporal and eternal destinies have i been decided by a word. | 1 tell you what is a great crisis in every man’s history. It is the time when he is entering an occupation or profession. He is oppose i i vy men in middle life because they do not want any more rivals, an by some of the aged because they fear being crowded off and their places being taken by younger men. Hear the often severe and unfair examinations of young lawyers by old lawyers, of young doctors by old doctors, of young ministers by old ministers. Hear some of the old mer- chants talk about the young merchants. Trowels and hammers and scales often are jealous of new trowels and new hammers and new scales. Then it is so difficult to | get introduced. How long a time has many a physician had his sign out before he got a call for his services and the attor- ney before he got a case! Who wants to risk the life of his family to a young phy- | sician who got his diploma only last spring and who may not know measles from | searlatina, or to risk the obtaining of a verdict for $20,000 to an attorney who only three years ago read the first page of Blackstone? How is the young merchant to compete with his next door bargain maker, who can afford to undersell some things be- cause he can more than make it up by the profit on other things or has failed three times and had more money after each failure? How is that mechanic to make a livelihood when there are twice as many men in that trade as can in hard times find occupation? There are this very moment thousands of men who are just starting life for themselves, and they need encour- agemept—not long harangue, not quota- tion from profound book, not a page, not a paragraph, but a word, one word, fitly spoken. Why does not that old merchant, who has been forty years in business, go into that young merchant's store and say, “Courage?” He needs only that one word, although, of course, you will illustrate it by telling your own experience and how long you waited for customers, and how joe first two years you lost money, and ow the next year, though you did better, illness in your household swamped the surplus with doctor's bills. Why does not that old lawyer go into that young law- ver's office just after he has broken down in making his first plea before a jury and say that word with only two syllables, “Courage?” He needs only that one word, although, of course, you will illustrate it by telling him how you broke down in one of your first cases, and got laughed at by court and bar and jury, and how Dis- raeli broke down at the start, and how hundreds of the most successful lawyers at the start broke down. Why do not the successful men go right away and tell those who are starting what they went through, and how their notes got protested and what unfortunate purchases they made, and how thev were swindled, but kept right on until they reached the golden milestone? Even some who pretend to favor the new beginner and say they wish him well put obstacles in his way. There are so many men who have all the elements of usefulness and power ex- cept one—courage. If you can only under God give them that, you give them every- thing. In illustrating that one word show them that every man that ever amounted to anything had terrific struggle. Show him what ships Decatur had to fight, and what a mountain Hannibal had to climb, and what a lame foot Walter Scott had to walk with, and that the greatest poet who ever lived—DMilton—was blind, that one of the grandest musicians of all the ages—Beethoven—was deaf, and that Stewart, in some respects the greatest merchant that America ever saw, began in his small store, dining on bread and cheese behind the counter in a snatched interregnum between customers. he open- ing the store and closing it, sweeping it out with his own broom and being his own errand boy. Show them that within ten minutes’ walk there are stores, shops and factories and homes where as brave deeds have been done as those of Leonidas at Thermopylae, as that of Horatins at the bridge, as that of Colin Campbell at Bala- klava. Tell them what Napoleon said to his staff officer when that officer declared a certain military attempt to be impossi- a ble. “Impossible!” said the great com- mander. “Impossible is the adjective of ools!” Show them also that what is true in worldly directions is more true in spiritual directions. Call the roll of prophets, apos- tles and martyrs and private Christians from the time 2ae world began and ask them to mention one man or woman greatly good or useful who was not depre- ciated and flailed and made a laughing stock. Racks and prisons and whips and shipwrecks and axes of beheadment did their worst, yet the heroes were more than conqueror. With such things you will illustrate that word “courage,” and they will go out from your presence to start anew and right, challenging all earth and hell to the combat. Tht word ‘‘courage,” fitly spoken with compressed lips and stout grip of the hand and an intelligent flash of the eye—well, the finest apples that ever thumped on the ground in an autumnal orchard and were placed in the most beautiful basket of sil- ver network before keen appetites could not be more attractive. Furthermore, a comforting word fitly spoken is a beautiful thing. No one but God could give the inventory of sick beds and bereft homes and broken hearts. We ought not to let a day pass without a visit. or a letter, or a message, or a prayer consolatory. You could call five minutes on vour wav to the factory; you could leave a half hour earlier in the afternoon and fill a mission of solace; vou could brighten a sick room with one chrysanthe- mum; vou could put a posi nt to a let- ter that would bring the joys of heaven to a soul; yon could send vour carriage and give an afternoon airing to an invalid on | ness drive their husbands into d | their evenings in clubhouses and taverns | in the fact that they are awfully married. «Before her face her handkerchief she sprea ’ To hide the flood of tears she did not shed.” There are four or five words which fitly spoken might soothe and emancipate and rescue. Gp to those from whese homes Christ has taken to Himself a loved one and try the word “reunion,” not under wintry skv, but in everlasting « ringtide; not a land where thev can be struck with disease. but where the inhabitant never says. “TI am sick;” not a rennion that can be followed by separation, but in a place “from which they shall go no more out forever.” For emancipation and sighing. immortal health. Reunion. or if vou like the word better. anticipation. There is nothing left for them in this world. them swith heaven. With a chapter from the great book open one of the twelve JUST AS HE LEFT THEM. | His toys are lying on the floor, Just as he left them there; The painted things for k ing store, The little broken chair The jumping pig, the whistling ball, | The duck, the gun, tk at The funny looking Chinese | And bucking billy goat. { They lie about, poor, battered things, eo | The rabbit and the fox, The cuckoo with the wings, box, angled string, e J Here lie his k His bow and Because I'm tired ¢ sllowi Around to pick them up. —Chicago Times-Herald. HUMOROUS. | O'Reilly—Do yez believe in Fate? sates. Give them one uole gt Ee be | 0'Hoolihan—Do Oi believe in fate! harp, one flash from the sea of glass, one | x ria latter of the hoofs of the horses on which Sure, how ilse could Oi walk? victors ride. That word reunion or antici- Flatte—Is your boardinghouse up pation fitly spoken— Well, no fruit | to date? Rooms—You bet. A fel heaped up in silver baskets could equal it. Of the 2000 kinds of apples that have blessed the world not one is so mellow or so rich or so aromatic, but we take the suggestion of the text and compare that word of comfort fitly spoken to apples of gold in baskets of silver. Or the man astray may have an unhappy sipation. The reason that thousands of men spend is because they cannot stand it at home. I know men who are thirty-year martyrs That marriage was not made in heaven. Without asking divine guidance they en- tered into an alliance which ought never to have been made. That is what is the matter with many men you and I know. They may be: very brave and heroic and say nothing about it, but all the neighbors know. Now. if the man going wrong has such domestic misfortune be very lenient and excusatory in your word of warning. The difference between you and him may be that you would have gone down faster that he is going down if you had the same low can’t get behind a single week. Wig—Before they married she had him clean out of his mind. Wag— And now he has her clean out of his mind. Customer—Give me one of those home, and that is gnopgh to Tre 2nf nickel pencils. Clerk—Here it is, one. We often speak of men who destroy : ara tical 4 a their homes, but do not say anything ly Hold ki this mekel 13 ie ad. about the fact that there ave thousands of ustomer—So is the pencil. Ta! ta! wives in American who by petulance and Sillicus—I hate to hear a woman i i i sidorati < ; ' # | fretting and, ingonsiemtion 3nd ook of | continually talking about herself i Cynicus—Now, 1 rather like it. | When she’s talking about herself she | can't talk about other people. | Hoax—Why is the merchant who doesn't advertise like a man | rowboat? Joax—Because he goes | backward, I suppose. Hoax—No; | sales. “If that poet comes in tell him I've gone to Kalamazoo,” said the editor. | “What's up?’ asked the assistant said the editor, wearily; “he made the poet say that a miss is as good as a male.” kind of conjugal wretchedness. Besides that, you had better be merciful in your word of warning, for the day may come when you may need some one to be lenient and excusatory to you. There may be somewhere ahead of you a tempta- tion so mighty that unless you have sym- pathetic treatment you may go under. “Oh. no,” says some one; “I am too old for that.” How old are you? “Oh,” you say, “I have been so long in active busi- | ness life that I am clear past the latitude of danger.” There is a man in Sing Sing penitentiary who was considered the soul of honor until he was fifty years of age, and then committed a dishonesty that star- tled the entire commercial world. Tn mentioning fine arts people are apt to speak of music and painting and sculp- are and architecture, but they forget to mention the finest of all the fine arts, the art of doing good, the art of helping oth- ers, the art of saving men. An art to be studied as yo aly inusie, for it is music in the fact that it drives out moral discord and substitutes eternal harmony. An art to be studied like sculp- ture, for it is sculpture in the fact that it builds a man not in cold statue, but in im- mortal shape that will last long after all pentelican marble has crumbled. : ‘An art to be studied as you study archi- tecture, for it is architecture in the fac that it builds for him a house of God, eter- nal in the heavens. But an art that we cannot fully learn unless God helps us. Ourselves saved by grace divine, we can go forth to save others, and with a tender- ness and compassion and a pity that we could not otherwise exercise we can pro- nounce the warning word with magnifi- cent result. The Lord said unto the prophet Amos; “Amos, what seest thou?” and he 25} swered, “A basket of summer fruit.” Bu I do not think Amos saw in that basket; of summer fruit anything more invitin and luscious than many a saved man hag seen in the warning word of some hearty, common sense Christian adviser, for a word fitly spoken is “like apples of gold in baskets of silver.” So also is a word of invitation potent and beautiful. Who can describe the drawing power of that word, so small and vet so tremendous, “Come?” It isa short word, but its influence is as long as eter- nity; not a sesquipedalian word spreading its energy over many syllables, but mono- syllabic. Whether calling in wrong direc- tion or right direction many have found it irresistible. That one word has filled all the places of dissipation and dissolute- ness. It is responsible for the abomina- tions that curse the earth. Inquire at the door of prisons what brought the offender there and at the door of almshouses what brought the pauper there, and at the door of the lost world what was the cause of the incarceration, and if the-inmates speak the truth they will say, “I'he word ‘come’ brought us here.” Come and drink. Come and gamble. Come and sin. Come and die. Pronounce that word with one kind of inflection, and you can hear in it the tolling of all the bells of conflagration and woe. The chief baker in prison in Pharach’s time saw in dream something quite diffe ent from apples of gold in baskets of sil- ver, for he said to Joseph, “I was also in a dream, and, behold, I had three white baskets on my head, and in the upper- most basket there was all manner of baked meats for Pharaoh, and the birds did eat them out of the baskets on my head.” Joseph interpreted the dream and said it meant that the chief baker should be beheaded, and the birds would eat his his flesh. So many a man has in his own bad habits omens of evil that peck at him and foretell doom and death. —_— eee V A Prescription for Happy Living. Did you ever stop to ask what a yoke is really for? Is it to be a bur- den to the animal which wears it? It is just the opposite. It is to make its burden light. Attached to the oxen in any other way than by a yoke, the plow would be intolerable. Worked by means of a yoke, it is light. A yoke is not an instrument of torture; it is an instrument of mercy. It is not a meant to give pain but to save pain. And yet men speak of the yoke of Christ as if it were a slavery, and look upon those who wear it as ob- jects of compassion. . Christ's loke is simply His secret for the al- leviation of human life, His prescrip- tion for the best and happiest method of living.—Drummond. We live by davs. They are the leaves folded back each night in the great volume that we write. They are our autobiography. Each day takes us not newly, but as a tale con- tinued. It finds vs what yesterday left us; and as we go on, every day is telling to every other day truths about us, showing the kind of being that is to be handed on to it, making of us something better or something worse, as.we decide.—J. F. W. Ware. —_— Heaven's chimes are slow, but sure to strike at last; Earth's sands are slow, but surely dropping through; And much we have to suffer, much 0, Before the time be past. —Christina Rossetti. If the springs of our action flow from molehjll altitudes, our life will but dribble through meanness like a neighboring street: vou could loan a hook with some chapters most adapted to some partienlar misfortune. (Go home to- dav and make out a list of thines you can do that will show sympathetic thouehtfnl- ness for the hardly bestead. Tow many dark places you mirht llumine! Tow many tears you could stop or. if already started. yon could wipe away! How much like Jesus Christ yon might get to be! So sympathetic was He with begeary. so helpful was He for the fallen and so stirred was He at the sieht of dronsy, epilepsy, paralysis and ophthalmia that, whether He saw it bv the roadside, or at the sea heach. or at the mineral baths of Bethes- da, He offered relief. Cultivate genuine sympathy. Christlike sympathy. You can- not successfully dramatize it. False svm- mathy Alexander Pope sketches in two lines: some wretchel gutter of the street, in- stead of leaping upwards like some strong pure, fountain whose source is | in the eternal hills.—Canon Farrar. Make sure that however good you | may be, vou have fault that, how- | ever dull you may be, you can find out what they are; and that, however slight they may be, vou would better make some patient effort to get quit of them.— Ruskin. Short of Material. The historical romances have ex- hausted about all the history on hand and the authors will soon be obliged to make ninety-day drafts on the Asker—What is your understanding of the Golden Rule? Does it “Do unto others as you would ‘like to be done by?’ Bizness—No; my interpretation is: “Do unto other as you would ‘be likely’ to be done by.” “What is your age?’ asked the law- | | | | editor. “Oh! it's the compositor again, | | | | | | mean; yer. “Must 1 answer that?” inquired the feminine witness. “You must” said the judge. “Truthfully?” “Yes, » | truthfully.” “0, weli if I must I must,” | she said resignedly. “My age al secret.” “I can’t have lost all my good looks,” | sald Miss Northside to her best | friend, Miss She ide, “for 1 can | still obtain a seat a crowded street- | car.” “Oh, well,” replied Miss Shady- side, “you know the men will give seats to old age as well as to youth- ful beauty.” CHILDREN | | a [ IN HOLLAND. Little Lads and Lassies in a Schevenin- gen Kindergarten, Wandering through the crooked | streets of the little fishing village of | Scheveningen, from which the famous | Dutch watering place takes its name, I hear many shouts of laughter issu- ing from a garden inclosed by high walls. The gate was open and by one of the sweetest sights I have ever witnessed. About 20 little Dutch maids and lads, there ages varying from three to six years, were enjoy- ing a game of ordinary American tag, | while a little attendant of about 12 | years stood by, busily knitting while she watched them. A bell sounded. They all fell in line behind the little | Knitter and walked -demurely, two by | two, in a serpentine line around the | garden and disappeared in a long hall, | at the door of which each child took | off its little wooden shoes and held them in one hand behind its back, | says a writer in the Washington Star. | In the meantime the principal came | out and invited me by signs to enter. | In the hall I noticed the little sabots | laid orderly, side by side. There were three halls in this kindergarten. In | | man is really an extravagant in THE DISCOVERER OF Lydia E. Pinkham'’s Vegetable Compound The Great Woman's Remedy for Woman’s lis. No other medicine in the world has received such widespread and unqualified endorsement. No other medicine has such a record of cures of female troubles or such hosts of grateful friends. Do not be persuaded that any other medicine is just as good. Any dealer who asks you to buy something else when you go into his store purposely to buy Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, has no interest in your case. He is merely trying to sell you some- thing on which he can make a larger profit. He does not care whether you get well or not, so long as he can make a little more money out of your sickness. If he wished you well he would without hesitation hand you the medicine you ask for, and which he knows is the best woman's medicine in the world. Follow the record of this medicine, and remember that these thousands of cures of women whose letters are constantly printed in this paper were not brougiit about by “something else,” but by Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound, The Great Woman’s Remedy for Woman’s lis. Those women who refuse to accept anything else are rewarded a hundred thousand times, for they get what they want—a cure. | J 5, : peeped in. My curiosity was rewardend srrorar—= stick to the medicine that you femow is Best. When a medicine has been successful in restoring to heaith more than a million women, you cannot well say without trying it, ‘I do not believe it will help me.”’ If you are ill, do not hesitate to get a bot- tle of Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound at once, and write Mrs. Pinkham, Lynn, Mass., for special advice. It is free and helpful. is the same good, old-fashioned medicine that has s d the lives of little J children for the past # It is a medicine o cure. It has never been known to fail. Letters like the foreg are coming to us constantly from all parts of the country. If your child is sick, get a bottle of FREY’S V E R Wi i F U GC = VERMIFUGE, a fine totic for children. f Do not take a substitute. your druggist keep it, send 2 cents in s! cS. F Baltimore, }d., and a Chinese Expected Disas’er This Year. Of the 1,120,000 deaths in Germany in Though professing to know nothing 180, 110,200 were caused by consump- beyond the domain of sense, the China- | tron. the supernatural, writes Sir Robert Hart in & be mailed you. Best For the Bowels, each were 50 children, between the the Cosmopolitan. Times and seasons, / ages of three and six years—the girls | 100, have their meanings for hin. gn in gowns to their ankles, held out in | 1808 the eclipse of the sun on the Chi- balloon fashion with haircloth petti- | for. New Year's Day foreboded calam- | 3 : grea | ity, especially to the empire, and in Sep coats, little white shawls pinned over | (imher that year the empress dowag the shoulders and caps covering their | usurped the government; then, as chan straight yellow locks. would have it, this year, 1000, is one At this free kindergarten the chil- | which the intercalary month for dren of the fisher folk, many of them Chinese vear is the eighth, and an eig fatherless, derive all care and atten- | I"tCr¢ hid prs a 5 : n . . 5 % fortune. 1en such a month las tion, They mre taught by the same curred, that year the Emperor Tung | methods used in Germany. All | Chih died, and accordingly the popular | seemed bright and happy. In one | mind was on the outlook for catastrophe | room they -were singing quaint little | in 1000, and perhaps the.people were | nursery rhymes about boats. So one | morbidly willing to assist fo'iz-lore to little fellow made me understand by i | n the | | fulfill its own prophecy. walking across the floor, rolling Hie a sailor, and then going through the | motions of rowing a boat and pulling | in nets. He, with great glee, made me understand that he would be a fisher- Art and Letters Hobnob Together. Literature and art often shake hands. | Mr. Du Maurier got more fame from | “Trilby” than from Punch, and the late to send them to their seats and end | Christ,” the principal characteristic of our fun. { which was that it expressed very much | more humanity than divinity.— New | Yor Herald. The Gentle Reader. What has become of the Gentle Reader? asks Samuszl M. Crothers in | Britons Must Attend Church. malicious contrivance for making |the Atlantic. One does not like to| Few people may be cognizant of the | work hard; it is a gentle device to | think that he has passed away with Lf ois | eistenc il ” 3 5 > Se Cie LA | fact that there is in existence an act ot = 3 . ard labor light. It is not stagecoac % > weekly st : x : | A 10-ct. can of Libby's Premier pis dnd g the stagecoach and the weekly news | parliament which provides that persons | y letter, and that henceforth we are to | be confronted only with the ston) glarcof the Intelligent Reading Public. | or fine. The statute dates from the pe- Once upon a time, that is to say a gen- | riod of the protectorate, but that it is eration or two agn, he was very highly | rarely enforced is proved only too con- esteemed. To him books were dedi- | clusively by the very sparse attend- cated with long rambling prefaces and | ances which take place at so many of with episodes which were their own | Our public places of worship. Dis- | whish encircles the earth is equal to Y . man when be was > big,” Stretching | William Page seemed to take more | frorhiee opie praise 2p his RIMS smoking an imaginary | pleasure in the “Sonnets” of Shakes- | Cough Syrup Quick, So pipe. This amused the children SO | peare, which he would quote by the | Refusesubstitutes. Get Dr. Bull's Couge much and made them shout and laugh | hour, or as long as he would find lis- | so loud that the teacher was obliged teners, then in painting his “Head of | | who fail to attend divine services on | Sunday shall be liable to imprisonment | No matter what ails you, headache to a cancer, you will never get well until your bowels are put right. Cascarers help nature, cure you without a gripe or pain, produce easy natural movements, cost you just 10 cents to start getting your health ack. OCAscarers Candy Oathartic, the genuine, put up in metal boxes, every tab- let has C.C.C. stamped on it. Beware of imitations. Dresden is to have, in 1903, a ‘city exhibition,” at which all German towns of over 23,000 inhabitants are to be v represented. PurNam FADELESS Dye produces the fast- est and brightest colors of any known dye stuff. Sold by all druggists. A scientist says the weight of the air At 81,000 cubes of copper, each or "are a ¢ Sin toat and lum; Dr.ou: Bl | BY’S Soup makes six plates of the best soup you ever tasted. If there was a way to make soup + better, we would learn it— but there isn’t, 8 Oxtail | @ Tartle Mullagatawny Mock Tartle excuse for being. In the very middle of the story the writer would stop with | | tinctly it is a law that may be trans- | Chicken gressed, though it is to be hoped that | Tomato readers will not take advantage of the | om; Chicken Gumbo Vegetable a word of apology or explanation ad- | p,owledge thus afforded them and st dressed to the Gentle Reader, or at the very last with a nod and a wink. No matter if the fate of the hero be in suspense or the plot be inextricably away from church altogether.—Pear- v's Weekly. The Best Prescription for Chills involved and Fever is a bottle of GROVE'S TASTELESS y * = CHILL Toxic. It is simply iron and quinine in “Hang the plot!’ says the author; | a tasteless form. No cure—no pay. Price 50c. “I must have a chat with the Gentle . Toi Reader and find out what he thinks Nearly 75,000 tons of corks are need- about it.” ed for the bottled beer and aerated wat- And so confidences were inter- STE consumed annually in Britain, changed and there was gossip about the universe, and suggestions in re- gard to the queerness of human na- ture, until, at last the author would jump up with, “Encugh of this, Gentle Reader; perhaps it's time to go back to the story.”’——Atlantic Monthly. Dyspepsia is the bane of the human sys- tem. Protect yourself against its ravages by the use of Beeman’s Pepsin Gum, July is a month of thunderstorms in Hungary. 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