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Unique Dinner Cards.
A clever set of dinner cards to be
weed for tally cards through an even-
ing card party were painted at one
end, poster fashion, for the girls, with
the queens, and for the men, jacks
and kings. Playing cards were taken
as models, and were found surprising-
ly easy-to reproduce.
And, by the way, a girl who was
clever at originating just such little
cards found a ready market for her
wares. She “gets up” unusual cards
for card luncheons and dinners and
for holiday affairs, trying as hard as
possible (and succeeding wonderful-
ly, too, as her increased orders prove)
to keep away from stereotyped ideas.
A Favored Material.
“Burlinghame” is the name applied
to the coarsely-woven material known
in its lighter weight as ‘“Rajah” silk,
and much-sought-after last summer.
The hopsacking weave, resembling
gunnybagging, is common to both,
and a certain unevenness of the
thread is another effect achieved.
Some threads are coarser than
others, and three of the coarser
threads seem pushed close togeth-
er, after which a finer weave suc-
ceeds in irregular patches.
Burlinghame silk has all the stylish
effect of a “Rajah,” but, being heavier,
is more useful for garments to be
worn in winter and early spring. Op-
en cloaks, evening wraps, separate
bodices and entire gowns are fashion-
ed of Burlinghame weave silk.
Tailor-made gowns are now being
made up in dull raspberry, golden
brown and a grayish blue tint, all
meant for street wear.
Automobile coats of Burlinghame
silk are intended for use on the east
coast of Florida and at Jekyll island,
where one need not fear the icy blasts
of a stern northern winter.
A Way to Shirr by Machine,
With shirring occupying so impor-
tant a position as it does at present
on dresses and blouses and clothes of
every description, a way to do it by
machine is worth knowing.
Of course, it will never take the
place of hand work—nothing could;
but at least it is a fairly good sub-
stitute for many things. - Girdles (and
so many of them require row after
row of shirring) and even dress yokes
and cuffs, are especially good done on
the machine.
It is all a trick of the tension. Loos-
en the lower tension, leaving the up-
per tight, and stitch your rows ex-
actly as if you were doing plain stitch-
ing. When it is all stitched, pull Tae
ioose threads underneath, drawing the
material up until it is as full as you
want it.
Then fasten both ends of your
threads, and your shirring is done, on-
ly about ten minutes having been
needed instead of an hour or two.
But don’t try it on delicate stuffs—
the stitching is sure to show.
With Button Braid.
Very clever and attractive is a
bolero suit of the admirable new flan-
nel-serge.
It is a check, white and a soft
brown, the color effect, being as soft
as the material is in effect. There's
a seam down the center front, and an-
other down the back, each being bias.
In addition to the two-piece circular
skirt yoke there are some tucks, which
adroitly catch in the fulness about the
hips. The skirt just clears the ground
all around.
Decidedly frilly are the fronts of
the little bolero. Not full, understand,
simply ripply, And this to accommod-
ate the lovely little fluffs of lace hid-
den underneath. Additional decora-
tion is in the form of button braid.
And now for the chapeau!
Until our last opening the fair own-
er of this rig knew not where she'd
find it. A turban as to the shape and
a soft medium brown as to color, the
facing of this straw hat is adorned with
three velvet twists—one of the brown,
one of maize, and one of green. The
coq wing at the left side shades
through these colors, and so does the
quaint trio of bows that picturesque-
ly pose on the crown near by.
Fashion Mints for Growing Girls.
Fashions for small folks are never
subject. to the same degree of change
from year to year as are those for the
grown ups, but this season they seem
even more conservative than usual as
to style and cut. However, there are
many little details in trimming and
finish, which distinguish the new from
the old.
The materials for school frocks are
unusually attractive this season. The
checks and small plaids which come
in mohair and a variety of cloths un-
der the general head of “suitings,” and
which are at the zenith of their popu-
worn with organdie and dimity foliage
though most of them are trimmed
with white satin.
The new suits for misses are very
natty and smart when made of check-
ed suitings, homespun, panama cloth
or plain serge. A blouse suit for a
miss of 14 is made of dark blue Pan-
ama clcth; the skirt is gored slightly,
almost plain at the waist in front and
gathered sides and back; the box-
plaited waist blouses slightly all
around over a rather wide-shaped
girdle. of the cloth, which dips slight-
ly in front. The full sleeves are
gathered just above the elbow with
a deep cuff of the cloth. The collar-
less neck and the top of the ruffs are
finished with bands of white cloth
covered with narrow rows of blue silk
soutache and a touch of red soutache.
A red taffeta Windsor tie is passed
through the standing rings on the
edge of the neck in front, the ends be-
ing left flowing.
Guimpe frocks are made of all kinds
of flowery materials, and the yokes
are generally fashioned of fine white
batiste or lawn. They are mostly
trimmed with ribbon of Dresden de-
sign.
System of Beauty Culture.
To 40 women who have a “pose”
there is just one who has “poise.” To 40
women who walk with a locomotor
ataxia jerk of the hips and a snobbish
tilt of the nose, there is just one who
glides along as if walking were per-
fectly natural and no trouble to her.
To 40 women who wear their clothes
as though they were photographers’
models on parade there is just one
whose clothes seem a part of her.
If a woman could only purchase
her gowns and hats, put them on and
then forget them she would be doubly
charming. The average woman car-
ries her frock about in her mind as
well as on her back every moment. If
it is pretty and well-fitting she plumes
herself, gives her walk an extra hitch
and her head a more unnatural tilt,
If the frock doesn’t suit her she is
miserably consclous of it; she keeps
jerking at it here and pulling at it
there, forgetting that the one thing
which can make a bad frock
worth looking at is the good carriage
and unconscious expression of the
wearer.
Of course we can not expect every
woman to have mental poise. We are
not all born with it and very few of
us can cultivate it. The best seme of
us can do is to simulate it by the
adoption of the tilted chin and the
haughty, indifferent Gibson expression.
Yet these things do not deceive any-
body who is worth deceiving.
Physical poise every woman can at-
tain. By physical poise I mean the
ability to walk gracefully and uncon-
sciously, to glide up and down stairs,
to sink instead of to bounce into a
chair, to use her hands as though they
were part of her and not merely
attachments at the ends of her arms.
The first thing to learn in the ac-
quisition of poise is to stand squarely
upon the balls of your feet, not upon
the toes, nor the heels. In high
French heeled -shoes this is next to
impossible yet it is by no means ne-
cessary to wear flat, common-sense
heels in order to accomplish it. If
women could learn to strike a happy
medium in anything they would be able
to select pretty shoes that, at the
same time, would allow them to walk
like human beings instead of like
dancing dolls. If you could draw a
line through the body of the well-pois-
ed woman it would begin at the balls
of her feet, pass through the tips of
hips and shoulders, and end at the
crown of her head.
Did you ever try the little mental.
science trick of walking along with
an imaginary star upon your chest
and an imaginary basket of eggs upon
your head? I know of no better way
to acquire perfect poise than this.
Simply fancy that the star upon the
center of your chest is a real, scintil-
lating thing, and you will find yourself
carrying your shoulders like a mili-
tary man bent upon exhibiting his gold
buttons. They say that a desire to
display his gold buttons, after all, has
more to do with the West Point cad-
et’s perfect carriage than any other
one thing. When you are about to sit
down remember that you still carry
that basket of eggs upon your head
and you will find yourself sinking
gently and gracefully into your chair,
instead of just hunching into it. The
same little bit of mental science will
work wonders in the matter of climb-
ing stairs. One cannot twist, or bend
over, or do any of the other hideous
things women usually do upon a flight
of stairs—with a basket of eggs upon
her head.
These rules are the best of a new
system of beauty culture which has
become popular of late.—Indianapolis
News.
larity can be utilized in a variety od An ordinary watch contains about
ways for school frocks for small girls
Sashes made of two st s of satin
liberty ribbon or of st ribbon are
i
150 pieces, but complicated repeaters;
chronographs, etc., as many as 800, and
in one case 975 pieces
WOMEN IN MOST TRADES
BARRED ONLY FROM SOLDIERING
AND POLE CLIMEING.
There Are Female Hostlers, Boiler:
Makers, Engineers, Teamsters, Min.
isters, Butchers, Undertakers and
Architects—Engaged in 201 Gainful
Occupations.
Of the 303 principal gainful occupa-
tions in which the en of this country
are engaged, it is astonishing to learn
that there are only two in which no
women are found. The reason for
these two exceptions, moreover, lies
through no fault of the fair sex. In
the one case she is prevented by Un-
cle Sam in the other the pronibition is
undoubtedly due to the fact that she
apparently is physically disqualified
from climbing a pole. Thus it comes
about that there are no female sol-
diers nor are there any telegraph or
telephone linewomen in the United
States.
In all other branches of labor, sup-
posedly masculine, the women of the
United States have a free field, and
the statistics gathered by the census
bureau show they are not backward in
taking advantage of it. There are, for
instance, female hostlers, some of
whom may be employed by the 190
women-keepers of livery stables.
There are 193 female blacksmiths.
Moreover, that such arduous work has
not frightened women away is evident
from the fact that ten years ago there
were only 60.
In thre comic journals the boiler fac-
tory has long been synonymous with
the superlative of noise, yet the census
bureau gravely records the fact that
there are eight women steam-boiler
makers at work in this country.
If she cannot climb a pole, shehasat
least summoned up sufficient courage
to climb upon the roof of ‘a house, for
among the persons engaged - in the
business of roofing and slating two
women are recorded. Ten years ago
there were three, and in lieu of more
specific information one can only con-
jecture what may have happened to
the one who dropped out. =
The next time your water pipes
burst how would you like to have a
woman plumber come and fix them,
just ‘for a change? ‘You might have
to hunt around a bit to find. her, for
there are only 126 of her in the United
States, as against nearly 98,000 of her
male competitors; but that she has
evidently found the field a profitable
one is probable, because in 1890 the
women plumbers numbered only 46.
Ten years ago not a female electri-
cian was recorded in this country;
now there are 409 of them. The tech.
nical schools are largely responsible
for this.
Should one desire to have a house
built from bottom to top by women he
would have no difficulty in getting it
done. To begin with, 1041 women
architects stand ready to draw plans,
while there are 167 women stone ma-
sons and bricklayers on whom one
may call to lay the foundations. Hav-
ing progressed thus far, 515 women
carpenters now offer their services—
an emphatic refutation of the ancient
slander that a woman cannot drive a
nail.
These are followed by a modest
company of 45 women plasterers, and
a regiment of 1759 women painters.
The latter, by the way, claim much
greater excellence for their work than
their brother-craftsmen. The same ar-
tistic excellence may also presumably
be claimed for the 241 women paper-
hangers.
For tile work 478 women are at
one’s service, and in marble work 143,
while for such devices as bookcases,
cupboards and the like 67 women cab-
inet-makers are at hand. Even the
matter of grates and furnaces will not
present a serious obstacle to feminine
employment, for 43 women make these
articles and are ready to put them in.
Nor is it even necessary that these
women artisans should buy their ma-
terials from men—not while a round
hundred women lumbermen are act-
ively engaged in business, and while
989 women quarrymen stand ready to;
furnish stone and marble. Moreover,
for the hauling of such material one
may, if he chooses, call on 904 wom-
en teamsters and draymen.
It is on record that there are at
least S4 women civil engineers and
surveyors, and 153 women sailors. In-
deed, on cne of the boats that ply
on the Ohio there is a woman who
carries a master’s license, and only
recently she safely brought her ves-
sel up to Pittsburg from Cincinnati.
In addition to these instances, Uncle
Sam’s bureau chronicles the fact that
there are 1668 women emploves of
steam railroads, and 46 female street
railway employes. What they do is not
stated, but it is expressly declared
that they are not engaged in clerical
work. Closely allied with these occu-
pations are these of stationary engi-
neer and fireman, which, together,
muster 177 women.
Of women machinists there are 571
in the country and they are not sew-
ing machinists either. One of them,
at least, is the managing head of a
factory in Rochester, N. Y., which em-
ploys more than 100 hands and turns
out the heavier grades of iron and
steel work.
Then there are the jolly millers of
the nation. Can you defy tradition
and picture a, woman among their
dusty ranks? You will be compelled
to, for there are no less than 186 of
her.
The census enumerators have run
“lady undertakers.”
taposition to this last-named cla
8119 women doctors in the
may look a bit suggestive. In c¢
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tion with the doctors it may be stat-
ed that the practice of dentistry has
proved sufficiently alluring to draw
807 women into its ranks.
There are 13,852 male artists and
teachers gf art, but their sisters give
them a close rub with 11,031. In the
journalistic field, however, the gap is
large, for while 27,845 men are re-
corded, there are only 2193 women
similarly engaged. The proportion of
women lawyers is even smaller, for
there are only 1010 of them to 113,450
male barristers.
Women preachers, too, are on the
increase, in the ratio of nearly 300
percent in 10 years. Where, in 1890,
they numbered only 1143, there are
now 3373. Their brother ¢lergymen,
by the way, number 108.205.
The female “drummer” is not much
in evidence. There are only 946 of
her— about one-hundredth of the total
number of commercial travelers, but
of that numerous class known under
this generic term of “agents” 10,556
are women. Of the more than 630,000
clerks and copyists, only 85,246 are
women, but in the fields of bookkeep-
ing, the 74,153 women employed rep-
resent nearly half the number of men
similarly engaged. The army of sales-
women is three times larger than it
was 10 years ago, and now musters
150,000, but the men still hold their
own’ with 463,000. The real feminine
deluge has come in stenography and
typewriting, in which 86,118 women
find employment as against only 26,-
246 men. Even the messenger boy's
field has been sadly cut into, for the
6663 girl Mercuries represents a
trifle more than one-tenth of the lads
thus employed.
An occupation that women are find-
ing especially adapted to their abil-
ities and tastes is that of pottery.
The number of women employed in it
has been ‘steadily growing until it has
reached almost 3000. Women do not
even shrink from shooting oil wells if
there is money in it, for 53 are so
engaged.
. Have we frogotten items in the
newspapers chronicling the fact that |
some woman out west has been elect-
ed town marshal or even sheriff? Re-
membering these, let us not be aston-
ished, therefore, when Uncle Sam
tells us that there aré no less than
719 women on‘ duty as night watch-
women, firemen and policemen.—New
York World.
QUAINT AND CURIOUS.
The new railway that is being built
in Arabia will pass close to the rock-
hewn tomb traditionally believed to
be Aaron’s burial place. A buried and
long-forgotten city was discovered re
cently nearby. :
The horse supply of the world is
about eighty million animals. In Eu-
rope there are forty million, in North
and South America twenty-five mil-
lion, in Australasia two million and in
Africa 1,250,000.
Among the curiosities recently pre-
sented to the Maritzburg museum in
South Africa is a chain 23 feet 6
inches long, carved from the trunk
of a tree by ‘‘Knobose” natives, a tribe
in the Zoutspanberg district, Trans-
vaal. The chain is continuous, re-
quiring phenomenal patience and skill
in carving.
The Chinese are very fond of duck
and many dried duck are brought to
this country from China, These
ducks are more sought after by the
Chinese here than our domestic
ducks as they are fed in the ponds
near Pekin and live on weeds that
give them a peculiar flavor that the
Chinese are very fond of but the for-
eigner does not seem to appreciate.
The largest diamond in the world
that was recently found is not of the
crystalline sort used as a gem. If it
were its value would be fabulous, for
it is 17 times larger that the famous
Victoria diamond, the largest of mod-
ern finds, which was sold for $1,500,
000. * Its value depends upon the use
to which it can be put when broken
up, for it is of the amorphous kind,
known technically as a carbon.
Common clear glass, left exposed
in certain desert regions of the earth,
soon changes greatly in appearance
and acquires color, sometimes rose
purple and sometimes amethyst. This
change has been attributed by some
observers to alkaline soils, but others
maintain that such changes occur
where there is no alkali, and that it
must be due to the great activity of
the actinic rays of the sun where the
atmosphere is very clear.
The London Lancet finds that the
chestnut is the most digestible nut,
and can not only take the place of the
potato, as in France, where chestnuts,
boiled and mashed like potatoes, make
a delicious dish, but in reality they
are a more perfect form of food. Ac-
cording to the Lancet’s analysis of the
potato and the chestnut, the latter
contains less water, more proteid,
more fat and starch, but less mineral
matter than the potato, and iS more
digestible than the latter. Like the
potato, also, its nutritive and diges-
tive qualities are greatest when baked
or roasted.
His High Hope.
The ambitious young merchant ca-
ressed the shapely hand of the heir-
ess.
“Dear little hand!” he murmured,
absent-mindedly. “So delicate! So
And yet I hope some day to
see it lift the heavy mortgage that’s
on my store!”—Chicago Tribune.
The electric railway mileage of ths
. blind faith.
THE PULPIT.
AN ELCQUENT SUNDAY SERMON BY
THE REV, E. E. NEWBERT,
Subject: Reality in Religioo.
Indianapolis, Ind.—The Rev. E. E.
Newbert, of this city, thrilled and de-
lighted a large congregation last Sun-
day with an eloquent sermon, entitled
“Reality in Religion.” He took for
his text: “The hour cometh, when
neither in this mountain, nor yet in
Jerusalem, shall xe worship the Father.
The Lour cometh, and now is, when the
true worshipers shall worship the
Father in ‘spirit and truth.” John iv.
21, 23.
"These are great words. 1 do not
come, however, to interpret them. I
quote the text because of the spirit it
breathes: ‘I quote it as a protest
against the limitation of worship, as an
answer to the creeds of Christendom.
I quote it because it denies formal re-
ligion, and places emphasis on truth
and life. It does us good to come upon
a thought like this, maybe half for-
gotten. And to find it, after having
been made to believe in the little words
of a sectarian faith, is like coming out
of the fog of the lowland to the hills,
to find the sky clear and the sun shin-
ing. Or it is like following a foul
stream to find its source in a mountain
spring. Indeed, it is refreshing to
throw off our load of belief and fear
and doubt, and think for an hour of
life as it is. It is inspiring to think of
religion as without bounds or name or
divisien, just a splendid ideal of life
and a daring thought of the eternities.
In passing, I think of a great picture
and its poor copy. I turn from the
copy, badly done, to the original. Its
setting is the quaint life and quiet
scenes of Galilee. At once we think
of the night prayer in the hills and the
teaching on the mount, the central
figure that of a man who speaks to the
people of the realities of life. But we
must not linger with the picture. It is
enough . to catch its spirit. Life is
swift, and its course is onward. Re-
ligion is a present reality. It is every-
where abroad in the life of the modern
world. In worship? Yes. In good
living? Yes. ‘Hunt for religion in the
beliefs of men, and you lose it. Bind it
and bound it, and you have only husks.
Live it, and you know it for what it is.
Go where life goes, go where the great
world’s work is done, and you will find
real religion. ' Is the church its audible
voiee? Then it should bear the live
coal upon its altars. It should be in
love with truth and in touch with life.
It should be modern, with a message
to modern man. It should lead, com-
mand, advance. It should worship.the
living God, not learn ritual or mumble
over relics in the sepulchre of the dead.
So long poorly taught, we can hardly
think of religion apart from the church,
its rites and dogmas. Baptism, for in-
stance, awaits us at the outer gate.
Shall it be the condition of our passing
through? Does the kingdom of God
wait for baptism? Is the rite a vital
part of religion? Men have been bap-
tized; but what of humanity? What of
the round world? Are the unbaptized
outside the gate? Baptism? Oh, go
out some summer morning, and stand
uncovered in the fields. Wait reverent-
ly for the sunrise. Be tenderly affec-
tioned toward the world. Be thankful
for life and not afraid of death. Let
nature be to you a sanctuary, the world
a holy place. Invite the dew of the
morning to wet your head; and in that
hour of stillness, reverence and joy, you
will receive a baptism, the end of all
novitiate and probation.
Or what of the ordination of a min-
ister of religion? Does the candidate
stand in the apostolic line? Has he
had the hands of a bishop on his head?
Has he been consecrated by a rite
which separates him from his fellows?
Is his office holy? Are such questions
of grave importance? Or do they con-
cern anybody in this busy world but
the ecclesiastic? Indeed, what is a
minister of religion more than a man?
Or what can ceremony add to a man?
Not by any miracle can a priest be
made a man if he be not first a man.
Fools and knaves have been ordained
to the priesthood, but neither bishop's
hands nor the most sacred rite can
make a fool learn wisdom, or teach a
clown to be serious, or put an honest
soul into a knave.
And then there are the apostolic peo-
ple. These form an exclusive set in
the kingdom of God, a sort of chosen
people. They have gone through the
gate, and have shut the gate behind
them. Nothing of ceremonial or belief
has been left undone. They have taken
out insurance for eternity. But what
of humanity? What of the round
world? Where stand the majority of
men and women? In the winnowing of
souls, why so few grains of wheat? As
I try to answer, even in part, I think
of those who are doing the world's
work. I think of the men and women
who are fighting the world's battles
and winning its victories. I think of
the shoulders beneath the ponderous
wheel of progress, now rolling on, now
down to the hub in the mire. I think
of those who are lending a hand in the
gigantic world struggle for the suprem-
acy of righteousness. I think of those
in the vanguard who light watch-fires
on the hills, who are educating, human-
izing, liberating. Or 1 think of the
gentle hands, the swift feet, the tender
hearts, the.angels of mercy and peace,
in whom dwell sweetness and light.
Who are they? By what name are they
called? To what church, if any, do
they belong? Idle the question, im-
possible the answer. Sufficient is it
that they establish a Christian civiliza-
tion. No, not an exclusive set, not a
small division of humanity, but these
lovers and comrades and workers who
walk together, constitute the kingdom
of God. If this be not so, woe unto the
world, hopeless our human lot!
Humanity has made many experi-
ments, and from failure learned wis-
dom. All that the ecclesiastic would
to-day teach has been tried, and it has
failed. At least for 1000 years the re-
ligion of dogma and ceremonial ruled
the world. These ten centuries are dis-
tinguishable by the supremacy of a
For 1000 years men knelt
to the ecclesiastic, and in death turned
to him as the arbiter of their eternal
destiny. I do not forget that this ab-
solutism of the- church forbade prog-
ress. I do not forget that it made
scholarship a dangerous calling, that-it
set a price on high intelligence, that it
stamped every new thought as heresy,
that it burned the thinker and hated
the truth. And all this was done in
the name of religion.
It was done in |
defense of {he faith. It was done for
holy church and God. The experiment,
however, was a failure. The abso-
lutism of the church was checked.
Humanity broke the fetters that bound
it to little things, and the awakening,
wondering world started for freedom.
We boast a modern age, we talk of
democracy, we proclaim the rights of
men, because, in the bitter conflict,
mediaevalism lost. It lost in art; it
lost in lit ture; it lost in science: it
lost in politics; it lost in religion. The
triumph was not of a party; it was a
triumph for humanity. The destiny of
the round world was involved. The
Old World principle. was hurled back;
the New World principle appeared. The
mediaeval ages ended, the modern be-
gan. The worst stage of religious
nightmare was lifted from the mind
and conscience of mankind. Yet think
of what might have been! Think what
might have been, had mediaevalism
triumphed! Think what might have
been, had dogmas silenced reason!
Think what might have been, had the
absolutism of the church and the Old
World principle continued supreme!
Let him who easily forgets think
what might have been. Manhood suf-
frage and manhood religion are not
ideals of mediaevalism. They are
ideals of freemen, wrung from tyranny
and paid for with a great price. Only
the man who forgets, values as a small
thing our heritage of religious liberty.
Only the man who forgets is indifferent
to religious progress. Only the man
who forgets can receive unmoved the
suggestion of a revival of a dogmatic
faith and an ecclesiastical absolutism
which ever has meant bondage, ignor-
anee, superstition, fear, and stagnation.
Only the man who forgets can be mis-
led by the mockery of form or the
quackery of belief. Only the man who
forgets can deny the logic of the new
learning or turn his back on reason and
experience, his face toward the past.
As truth is above price, as liberty is
worth its cost, as freedom is precious
to every man. I urge on this generation
that it forget not, neither be indifferent
to religious progress. In the name of
freedom, in the name of truth, I plead
for manhood religion, for the simple
truth, for the honest thought, for the
supremacy of character. I plead for
the modern learning, which emanci-
pates the world, which crowns every
man a king and anoints every man a
priest. I plead for the modern living,
sane and gladsome and wholesome. 1
plead for the modern age, splendid in
achevement, rich in promise. F plead
for modern man, who has come so far
and done so much. I plead for the
modern religious idea whose support
is the truth that makes men free.
The Infallible Hands.
A lady, who had been three or four
years away from her childhood’s home-
and settled in one of her own; was
taken seriously ill. Her mother, with
all a mother's solicitude, was anxious
to be with her daughter at once, and
hasten®d to her bedside. She found
skilful physicians in attendance and a
trained nurse in charge; there was
really nothing for ler to do—nothing
that she could be permitted to do. Day
after day she made brief, silent visits
to the sick room, even her presence
could not be allowed long, and went
away powerless to aid. The minister-
ing was in wiser, more efficient hands
than hers, and she could not be trusted
with it—would not have dared to trust
herself with it.
“But it seems strange,” she said
sadly one day, “that even I, her mother,
can only stand aside nd do nothing.
There never before was a time when
‘mother’ wasn’t the one to help and
comfort; it seems as if it ought to be so
still, and yet I would be afraid to do
anything but keep hands off and trust
to a knowledge and strength that is
greater than my own.”
It is the same in many a spiritual
crisis through which we see our dear
ones pass. We long to shift the bur-
den, to lighten the trials, to bestow the
coveted gift; but the Great Physician
holds the precious soul in His hands,
the hands that will make no mistake,
and we can only stand aside and trust
Him.
Lent to the Lord.
The Rev. George Gilfillan, the emi-
nent divine, was distinguished for his
generosity and largeness of heart. On
one occasion he met a member of his
church whom he had not seen at wor-
ship for a long time. Reminding him
of the fact, the minister asked what
was wrong.
“I did not like to come in a coat I
am ashamed of—it is so bare,” an-
swered the man. :
The minister instantly divested him-
self of his own coat, and handed it
to his distressed parishioner.
“There, my man, let me see my coat
every Sunday until it becomes bare,
and then call back.” ‘
The worthy divine then returnéd to
his studies in his shirt sleeves; and his
wife, observing him, asked what he
had done with his coat.
“I have just lent it to the Lotd!” was
Gilfillan’s noble answer.
Imstruments of God.
Evan Roberts, the miner of only
twenty-six ye of age, whom God
has been using so wonderfully*in what
has come to be known as the “Welsh
Revival,” is a man of great simplicity
and modesty. At one large meeting
he went out because the expectancy
and curiosity had become too great.
That meeting proved to be one of the
most mightily influential gatherings
of any held in the region. When Mr.
Roberts left, a young girl rose, and, as
if inspired, demanded of the people:
“Whom are you after, Evan Roberts, or
Jesus Christ?”
Who, after all, is Paul, or Peter, or
Apollos, or Augustine, or Luther, or
Wesley, or Moody, or Evan Roberts,
but a minister by whom men believe?
God’s Doing.
It is net by regretting what is ir-
reparable that true work is to be done,
but by making the best of what we
are. It is not by complaining that
we have not the right tools, but by
using well the tools we have. What
we are, and where we are, is God's
providential arrangement—God’'s do-
ing, though it may be man’s’ misdo-
ing.—F. W. Robertson.
plaints. Sweetness and
od when they bear thee
Cruelty and wrong are
’ force thee to the bosom
is evil unto who