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prosperity in
as then stim-
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of reaction.
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rests for a
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ance did not
the interior
made general
of mercantile
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1 coke and
ation opens
1settle quota-
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en tenor of
tment of this
offered than
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corresponding
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07.790 bushels
date this sea-
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shels last sea-
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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 |
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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.
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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 |
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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.
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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--
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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
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“What!” said Mrs. Haven, almost
in a shriek.
“It’s true,” said her husband.
“They're coming to visit us—every
one of ’em! 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.”
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Mr. Haller arrived later in the day
—a long-haired, sallow-complexioned
young man, in a violet velveteen suit,
followed by a countryman carrying
his portable easel, color-cases, travel-
ing library and writing-desk. He
knocked loudly at the door of the
cottage with the ivory knob of his
cane.
“Can you tell me where Mr.
lives?” said he.
“This is the place,” said the hos-
tess.
Haven
“Walk in! My husband will come in
the evening train.
you to your room. 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.
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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
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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.”
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yer. “Must 1 answer that?” inquired
the feminine witness. “You must”
said the judge. “Truthfully?” “Yes,
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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.”
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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 |
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Literature and art often shake hands.
| Mr. Du Maurier got more fame from
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