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When breaks the daw upon the dreaming
earth, .
The shadows slowly, surely fade away;
The . sleepers wake to work, to joy an
mirt
And Tr ‘the herald of the coming day;
The world, rejoicing in her robe of light,
Rejects the gloomy garments of the night.
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When breaks the dawn—the Resurrection born,
And death’s dark night hath turned to glorious cay,
When countless sons of earth arise new- morn—
BY ANNIE H. IE H. WOODRUFF. a
When breaks the dawn of one. the sad- When hook s the dawn of love, the guilty
dened soul
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The future scans through gay, rose-tinted
.beams; Sie ibe
Away its burdens, sorrows swiftly roll,
And bright and blest™the gift of being
seems; n
Before that sun life’s ills all fade away,
And leave the spirit free, and glad, and’ cay.
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N00 HERE, I have bought you
x Just what you want most
© of anything.” With these
¥ 3 words Gilbert placed “the
grow Dig basket he had brought
upon the chair beside the couch where
Mrs. Ames was lying, removed his
hat, then,. quite out .of breath, went
up to the cook stove from which the
invalid’s living room was supplied
with heat.
The gray haired woman upon the
couch aroused herself, and removing
the cover from the basket, said, “God
bless you, my boy, God bless you,
and grant you the pleasantest Easter
you have ever had.”
“So those fruits and cakes and pies
and other things are what you wanted
the most of anything, are they?” ob-
served Gilbert, with a look of tender-
ness in his usually roguish black eyes.
Mrs. Ames looked perplexed. She
did not know what to tell her young
caller, who had so often cheered: the
loneliness of her life with such pleas-
ant errands from his mother as the
present. That she did want what he
had brought very, very much was a
fact. Indeed, but for the delp that she
thus received from Gilbert's ‘mother,
she would not be able to live without
calling upon the city for help, and
that very morning she was wondering
if she had food enough in the house
to last her ovér the morrow. It would
be a pity if she had not, for the mor-
row was Easter Sunday. But, still,
did she really want that welcome food
more than anything else in the world?
Ah, she knew that she did not. She
knew that there was one thing that
she wanted very, very much more—
that she had been wanting for a whole
year, but should she let Gilbert know?
Should she lessen the pleasure of the
lad’ by telling him that there was
something that she wanted even nrore
than what he had brought.
Gilbert had a dim idea of what was
in Mrs. Ames’ mind, and asked, “Now,
was there something else that you
wanted more than these things?”
“I may as well tell the truth,” said
the old lady to herself, then aloud,
“Yes, Gilbert, tlere is one thing that
I want more then anything else in the
world, and that is to attend church
upon Easter. There is no Sunday in
the world to me like Easter. I was
married on Easter, and on this day
my husband went to his reward above.
It is very, very seldom that I miss
passing Easter at the church, no mat-
ter how sick I may be.”
“Then why don’t you go this year?”
said Gilbert.
Mrs. Ames put back into the basket
the great apples she had just taken
out, and looking toward Gilbert, who
had now drawn a chair up close to her
and seated himself in it, answered,
“But how can a poor old body like me
creep to the church, which is a full
half mile away? Why, it is as. much
as I can do to creep across the room.”
“But can’t you ride?’ asked Gilbert.
“Not without a horse,” answered Mrs.
Ames.
shat is so,” said Gilbert. “And it
js just a mean shame, it is, that even
when there are so many horses in the
city, there is not of em to take you
to church.”
“But we won't talk about that now,”
sgid Mrs. Ames. 1 shoulan’t have
spoken about this, but you see you
made me, and I am afraid that you
will be thinking that I don’t half ap-
preciate what you have brought, but
I Ey Jes, 1 do. What an angel your
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mother is to remember me in this
way.”
“If she is an angel,” said Gilbert,
“I guess I will be getting homé to her
before she flies away.”
“Will you take the basket back?”
asked Mrs. Ames. ..: Fin
“I might as well,” ;answered Gilbert.
Then he began to help Mrs. Ames un-
pack it. :
All the way home Gilbert was try-
ing to discover some plan by which
to get Mrs. Ames to church upon the
next day. “I never heard her say be-
fore that she wanted anything,” ~he
her mind, it is too bad I cannot get
the thing she wants. It is funny, too,
that one who wants to go to church so
much can’t get there, while there are
so many who could go, but you can’t
get em to.”
On reaching home Gilbert carried the
basket into the kitchen, and then went
for his rake to finish up. the spring
cleaning he was giving the lawn. As
he stepped into the stable for thé rake
he saw something which surprised him
very much. You will never be able
to guess what it was, so I will tell you.
It was a little black pony, standing as
mused, “and now that she has spoken,
ten
Deve ieanlovely, desp’rate and un-
done—
"| Beholds its dark, vile denizens depart,
Before that glorious, life-giving sun; |
Rejoicing that a dear Redeemer’s love
Hath power to fit it for His courts above.
Joint heirs with Him who washed their sins away;
The shadows that have dimmed so long—so. long!
Shall vanish at the first glad burst of song.
—Ram’s Horn.
And where did he go? Ah, he went
to the first place he had thought of
going when he had first realized that
he had a pony of his own, and that
was to call upon Mrs. Ames. :
She did not live far off, but it took
| him a long, long time -to reach her
house, Why did it? Simply because
he met so many boys and girls he
knew, and he must keep stopping and
telling all where he got the pony. Af-
ter awhile he met Will White, his
chum, and gave him a ride, allowing
him to drive a part of the way.
When he reached Mrs. Ames’ home
he saw her at the window eating one
of the apples he had just carried her.
“Here, Will, hold. the reins,” he said;
as he stopped his pony in front of the
house; “I have an errand here.”
Mrs, Ames, who had seen him com-
ing, met him at the door.
“Here's the conveyance that is to
take you to church to-morrow,” he
said, pointing toward his new présent.
“Why! why! why!” was all that Mrs.
Ames could say, but when she noticed
that Gilbert was waiting for her an-
swer, she said, “at ten o'clock.”
Then she went back into the house
to see if her Sunday clothes needed
any mending, and Gilbert and Will
drove off, choosing the longest way
home for the sake of the ride.
Gilbert drove up again in front of
the little white house the next morn-
ing. The wagon was so low that Mrs.
Ames, in spite of her lameness, could
get into it with out much trouble.
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contentedly in the stall as if that had
always been her stall, while near by
was a little basket wagon, which Gil-
bert was certain belonged to the pony,
and of course both pony and wagon
belonged to him, for he was the only
child in the family.
He rushed up to the pony, patted
her, threw his arms about her neck,
and said, “Oh, you little dear thing.
where did you come from, and what
is your name?’
The pony tried to answer him in
pony talk as best she could, but as
long as Gilbert had never had a pony
before, he could not quite understand
this. So back into the house he ran,
right into his mother’s sewing room,
almost into her arms.
“Oh, mother, where did she come
from? Do tell me quick,” he shouted,
evidently forgetting his low home
tones.
“What?” asked his mother.
“Why, the pony.”
“Grandpa sent it to you,” replied the
mother. “How do you like it?”
“Like it!’ exclaimed Gilbert, “why
no one could have given me a single
thing that I’ would like half so well.
Don’t you want a ride right off?”
“] think I will wait a few days,
thank you,” said Mrs. Dennis.
“But I can’t wait,” said Gilbert, so
back to the stable he went, and soon
had the pony harnessed to the wagon.
He had learned how to harness a horse
when he was on Uncle Fred's farm
last summer, ond he now had no
trouble in harnessing “his own horse,”
as he had already begun to call his
pony. He then drove out of the stable,
along ‘he road in front of the window
where his mother was, so that she
could see him,
She nodded to him pleasantly and
waved her hand, and he gathered the
reins jo one hand so that he could
wave back, Then lhe drove down the
street
OMAR---City of Jerusalem.
Gilbert took the longest way to the
church, so that his passenger could
enjoy the balmy spring air.
“It is so nice to be out of doors
again,” she said, “and this is the first
time I've been out since fall.”
At the church door Gilbert left Mrs.
Ames in care of the sexton, telling him
to take her up in front, since she
was hard of hearing. Then he drove
back home, to walk to church with the
rest of the family.
It was a beautiful Baster service.
Everything went to make it so: the
floral decorations, .the music and the
sweet story of the Resurrection the
preacher told in so simple yet so im-
pressive a manner. All present en-
joyed the service, but none more than
did Mrs. Ames and Gilbert, she, De-
cause this was her first day at church
for a whole year, and Gilbert because
he had been able to bring her there;
then the fact that there was a pony
all his own in the stable at home, ad-
ded not a little to his enjoyment, and
he could not help thinking of this all
the time, even if it was Sunday—yes,
and Easter Sunday.—ODbserver.
The Easter Birth.
Again the flower shoot cleaves the clod;
Again the grass-spear greens the sod;
Agai n buds dot the willow rod.
The sap released within the tree
Is like a prisoned bird set free,
And mounteth upward buoyantly.
Once more at purple evening dream
The tender-voiced, enamored stream
Unto the rush renews its theme.
How packed with meaning this new birth
Of all the growing things on earth—
Life springing after death and dirth!
Thou, soul, that still dost darkly grope,
Hath not this, in its vernal scope,
Some radiant resurrection hope.
.| herbs,
“The Tomb Closed
by a Stone.”
We know that the door of the Lord's
tomb was closed by a stone rolled be-
fore the opening. Such a stone was
lately found.
In a garden about a mile north of
the city there was seen a little hollow.
A spade was used to deepen this hol-
low, and a tomb was fords into which
the earth had been fa
TI me of this : yor was rounded
on tlc so that it would roll, and
on the nearly at front of. it was some-
thing written. ‘This writing is what
is called Cufie, but on one has been
able to read it.
The tomb was cut osut of the rock,
and we must go down a few steps to
enter. So Peter and John and Mary
4 are all said to have ‘stooped down and
looked into the sepulcher.”.
The floor was so cut that there was
a seat left on the side, and in the mid-
dle a table was left about six feet by
1 three feet, and rising two feet above
'l the floor.
On this the body would be
laid, rolled in linen with fragrant
and on the seat the friends
would sit when they made daily visits.
After a time the body would be placed
in a eavity, and then the cavity would
be closed with ma%onry.
Somewhat like this must have been
the tomb of Joseph in his garden, and
on some such table the body of the
Lord was laid. The stone was then
put in place, and was sealed by a cord
fastened with wax to the stone and
the wall. Then all was still until the
Divine saying was fulfilled: “After
two days will He revive us; in the
third day He will raise us up, and we
shall live in His sight.”
This as the victory of life over
death, of good over evil. So did our
Lord show that He is *‘the resurrec-
tion and the life.’—Youth’s Companion.
Jingles.
T’ve hunted ali around about
Among the garden rows;
And looked: in every. corner,
But what. do: you suppose?
Though I've asked, everybody,
Not anybody knows
“In what part of ‘the garden
The Easter egg ot grows.
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Little hen, speckled hen,
Eastertide has come again;
Do me a favor now, I beg,
Lay me a pretty Easter egg.
ny,
The little white rabbits, so they say,
Lay bright- colored eggs on Easter Day;
Green and purple and red and blue,
I've seen the eggs, so 3 know ’tis true!
At Easter-Tide.
Music and crowds, and day a perfect flower
A-blossom from its calyx, nights
And_we ‘two, captives of ‘the witching hour,
Lulled in its leash of song and light.
Before the altar, like the morn’s white soul,
The lilies breathe their fragrant prayer;
And all the air is quick with dreams they
toll
From April's fancy-haunted lair.
Dim hopes and thrills, too vague for word
of tongue,
And strange insistent moods of gloom,
As if some strain that Persian Omar sun
Were prisoned in their sweet perfume.
Or were our souls at some far Eastertide,
Of which to-day is still a part,
Before the altar folded side by side
Within one lily’s golden heart?
. —John Dahl White.
— Lord of Life.
Most alorious Lord of Life! that on this
day
Didst make Thy triumph over death and
sin,
And, having harrowed hell, didst bring
away
Captivity ‘thence captive, us to win;
This joyous day, dear Lord. with joy begin;
And that we, for whom Thou didst sin,
May live forever in felicity!
‘And that Thy love. we, weighing worthily,
May likewise love Thee for the same again;
And for Thy sake, that all like dear didst
uy,
With love may one another entertain.
So let us love, dear love. like as we ought:
Love is the lesson which the Lord us
taught.
—Edmund Spenser.
Those Easter Belles.
Those Easter belles, those Easter belles,
Full half of them are wicked sells
That never hear, nor heed the chime
Of church bells—save at Easter time.
Those howling swells, those howling swells,
Now turning out, in swift: pell mells,
Are hastening, bent on nothing else,
But flirtige with those Easter belles.
These Easter belles, those Easter belles,
How many a lie the poet tells
Who his reluctant muse compels
To sing your praises—Easter belles!
—Madeline Bridges, in Life.
EASTER BONNETS.
I went to walk on Easter Day,
In my new Easter bonnet,
And every Daffy by the way
Had one like mine upon it,
EVERY DAFFY HAD ONE, TOO!
With big wide frills and ribbons gay!
Nurse said ‘twas very silly
Cause 1 was ’fraid they all would say
I copied Daffy : 1!
—E. 8. T., in Little Folk
ORIGIN OF THE ARAB HORSE,
Peculiar Marking of This Type. of the
Eastern Steed.
The eminent naturalist, Mr. Richard
Lydekker, reports an interesting dis-
covery in connection with the origin of
the thoroughbred horse. Recently he
wrote to the London Times asking for
the skuils of pedigree horses for the
British Museum. In explanation of
that request he explains that it was
recently noticed that a horse skull from
India in the British Museum showed a
slight depression in front of the eye,
evidently representing the pit for the
face-giand (like that of a deer), which
existed in the extinct three-toed hip-
parions, or primitive horses. A similar
depression was detected in the skulls
of the races Stockwell and Bend Or
and of an Arab horse. Subsequently,
Professor Lankester and Mr. Lydekker
ascertained that it exists also in the
skulls of the famous racers Eclipse,
Orlando and Hermit. Thus far they
have failed to detect it'in those of any
of the ordinary English and Continen-
tal horses. On the other hand, it exists
in a less rudimentary condition in the
fossil true horses of India. Apparent-
ly, this face-gland rudiment exists in
the skulls of all thoroughbred and Arab
horses, and is absent in those of Euro-
pean horses. The presumption is that
the Arab and the thoroughbred (as has
been suggested on other grounds) have
an origin quite apart from the horses
of Western Europe—presumably from
an Eastern form related to the fossil
horses of India. To convert this pre-
sumption into a certainty requires a
much larger series of pedigree horse
skulls than the British Museum now
possesses, and this is why Mr. Lydek-
ker is anxious to secure as many addi-
tional specimens as possible.
WORDS OF WISDOM:
He who seeks truth should be of no
country. —Voltaire.
Receiving a new truth is adding a
new. sense.—Liebig.
Deliberate with caution, but act with
decision and promptness; —Colton.
The firmest thing in this inferior
world ‘is a believing soul.—Leighton.
Our true acquisitions lies in our char-
ities; we gain only as we give. —Simms.
And let us not be weary in well do-
ing, for in due season we shall reap
if we. faint not.—Bible.
“Don’t be too anxious to show off.
Your friends will have no difficulty
in discovering youy virtues if you have
any.” .
There are many people in the world
who don’t know what they really are
till circumstances show them.—Jean
Ingelow.
“Hast thou an enemy? Make him
thy friend. So hast thou gained a
double conquest, for thou hast con-
quered both thyself and him.”
One thing is clear to me, that no in-
dulgence of passion destroys the spir-
jtual nature so much as respectable
selfishness.—George Macdonald.
If we would be generally good, we
must be careful to be good in évery
small particular, for “generalities are
made of bundles of particularities.”
The way to get the best out of a
man, if he has any reliableness in him,
js to trust him utterly, and to show
him that you do.—Dr. Alexander Mec-
Laren.
Education is the futherance of life,
and education is only when the knowl-
edge acquired gives truer ideas of the
worth of life and supplies motives for
right living.—Bishop Spaulinz-
New Era in India.
Experiments checked by highly
trained officials of the Geological Sui-
vey Department of the Government of
India show that the demand for coke
for the blast furnaces will render proi-
itable the extraction at Indian collieries
of coal tar and ammonium sulphate,
both valuable by-products. Ior this
purpose sulphuric acid factories are to
be set up in Western Bengal to utilize
the hitherto unprofitable deposits of
sulphurous copper ore which have long
been known to exist in the Chota Nag-
pur district.
This means that India is about to
enter the field as a producer of both
copper and chemical manure as well as
of iron and aluminium. Its cheap
labor, abundant raw materials, and
cnormous local markets gives it a po-
sition of great acCvaatage in this con-
nection.
Already Indian coal supplies nearly
all the requirements of Southern Asia,
tc the exclucion of Cardiff coal. Indian
jute mills have secured almost a
monopoly of the supply of sacks for the
grain, producing world. Indian tea is
driving Chinese tea before it from St.
Potersburg to New York. Iron and
steel are alrcady being manufactured
on a small scale in Bengal. The de-
velopraents which are pending have the
history of the past upon their side.—
Londo Mail.
Things Taught by Animals,
The following facts remind us that
many of our human devices are not
original with us:
The woodpecker has a powerful little
trip-hammer.
The jaws of the tortoise and turtle
are natural scissors.
The framework of a ship resembles’
the skeleton of a herring.
The squirrel carries a chisel in his
mcuth and the bee the carpenter's
plane.
The gnat fashions its eggs in the
shape of a lifeboat.
them without tearing them to pieces.
The diving-bell imitates the water-
spider. It constructs a small cell undey
the water, clasps a bubble of waten
between its legs, dives down into the
submarine chamber with the bubble{
displacing the water gradually, until
its abode contains a large, airy room!
surrounded by water.—Detroit Tribune.
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so lame that at times
1 was hardly able to
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humanity knew the value of Doan’s
Kidney Pills they would use nothing
else, as it is the only positive cure I
know.”
For sale by all dealers. Price 50
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Mystical Numbers,
The philosophy of Pythagoras was
founded on numbers, and the so-called
mystical numbers have always inter-
ested thinkers. Nine, for instance, is
one of them. A cat is said to have
nine lives. There are nine crowns
in heraldry; possession is “nine
points of the law.”. The whip for
punishing evil-dcers has nine tails,
the idea being that flogging by a
trinity of trinities is more efficacious.
The hydra has nine heads. Leases
are for 99 and 999 years. The angels
were cast out of heaven, and nine
days they fell. There would seem to
be some mystical charm in the num-
ber nine, else it would not be men=
tioned in so many curious onnections.
At least it is pleasant to imagine so,
—Boston Globe.
Matrimony and Hygiene. 3
A scientific gentleman interested im,
the progress of the race has just sugs’ >
gested that a bride produce to the
bridegroom =z health certificate, and
vice versa. On purely reasonable
grounds there may be something to be .
said for this, but the romantic char=
acter of a proposal ‘subject, my dar-
ling, to your producing a clean bill of"
health,” is worth a passing smile. One
does not envy the medical man—a
public official, it is understood—who.
will have the duty of telling an im-'%
pasioned Romeo that his digestive ar- .
rangements are inadequate for matri-
mony. 1
Church Steeples Barbarous.
The Rev. Dr. Forbes, secretary of
the Board of Church Extension of the
Methodist Episcopal Church, has re-
cently spoken as follows: “Steeples
are relics of barbarism, and were
used to point to heaven when it was
thought the world was flat. Now that
it is known that the world is round,
they point the wrong way, and should
be demolished. There is enough
money wasted in church steeples to
pay the debts of the entire country.
Pastors should get rid of their bells
and chimes and use the money spent
for these articles to supply Sunday
schools with libraries.”
Reared Among Indians.
Senator Menefee of the Oklahoma
Legislature spent most of his boy-
hood days among Indians. His father
died when he was 18 years old, and
the child was adopted by Fistrunner,
a chief of wwe Caddos, with whom he
lived for about seven years. In that
time he became one of the most ex-
pert bareback riders in the Wichita
mountain country.
Milk Saloons of Warsaw.
The town of Warsaw may be called
the milk producers’ Eden, although
the milk consumers’ Eden it
certainly is not. There is
probably nowhere such a “milk
town” as this. Restaurants are
but little frequented. On the other
hand, the public frequent the dairies
in great number, to chat with friends
or read the newspapers, to the ac-
companiment of a black or white cof-
fee or a glass of cold or warm milk.
To close a bargain or to talk busi-
ness, the milk saloon is resorted to;
chess and billiards are likewise to
be played in these recognized places
of public resort. But, in spite of this
enormous consumption of milk, the
supply is most wretched; in fact, it
bs say bad.—Chicago Jour-
nal.
HONEST CONFESSION.
A Doctor’s Talk on Food.
There are no fairer set of men on
earth than the doctors, and when they
find they have been in error they are
usually apt to make honest and manly
confession of the fact.
A case in point is that of 'n eminent
practitioner, one of the good oid school,
who lives in Texas. His plain, une
varnished tale needs no dressing up:
“I bad always had an intense preju-
dice, which I can now see was unwar-
rantable and unreasonable, against all
muchly advertised foods. Hence, I
never read a line of the many ‘ads.
of Grape-Nuts, nor tested the food
till last winter.
“While in Corpus Christi for my
health, and visiting my youngest son,
who has four of the ruddiest, health-
iest little boys I ever saw, I ate my
first dish of Grape-Nuts food for sup-
per with my little grandsons. I be-
came exceedingly fond of-it and have
eaten a package of it every week since,
and find it a delicious, refreshing and
strengthening food, leaving no ill ef-
fects whatever, causing no eructations
(with which I was formerly much
troubled), no sense of fullness, nausea
nor distress of stomach in any way. :
“There is no other food that agrees
with me so well, or sits as lightly or
pleasantly upon my stomach as this
does. I am stronger and more active
since I began the use ol Grape-Nuts
than I have been for ten years, and am
no longer troubled with nausea and in-
digestion.” Name given by Postum
Co., Battle Creek, Mich.
There's a reason.
Look in each pkg. for the famous
little book, “The Road to Wellville.”
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