) front under a box fold. * holes pierce this and the buttons are visible. Beauty ‘‘Don’ts.” Don’t dry our face in a hurry; a quick, anyhow rub coarsens the skin and injures its beauty. Don’t eat your meals quickly; this causes indigestion and a red nose. Don’t worry; other people's trou- bles are quite as bad as yours. Don’t read till midnight; one hour of sleep before twelve is worth five afterward. Don’t shut your bedroom window; fresh air is necessary for health. Don’t expect physics and tonics to keep vou well if you neglect the laws of health and hygiene. - Don’t think you can sit day after day over the fire when you ought to go out for a brisk walk without your complexion suffering.—Home Chat. +S The Privileges of Age. I can remember when I was a young woman how many of my mother’s foibles fretted me, for I was like the rest. I hadn’t reasoned it out any more than most people do, but I held the same immutable opin- ions about the conduct of age. If I had my life to live over again I should know better. I should cher- ish each of my mother’s restless days because I would know that her very restlessness and occasional discon- tent were the signs that life was keen within her, and that I myself had made her restless, because as a too zealous daughter I had in a measure, together with time, taken from her some of the occupation that still by right belonged to her. I would let her have her way on all the minor points of dress and occupation. I would know she had earned her right to disregard the minor conventions, having kept the greater ones all her days.—‘ “An Elderly Woman,” in Harper's Bazar. Shirt Waists in 1907. There is less variety than usual in the shirt waist models for 1907. Three or four leading makers are showing practically the same design —a waist having groups of the nar- rowest tucks, running to collar and shoulder seam, and closing down the The button- They are pearl, as a rule, and not fancy shirt waist sets such as have been seen for some seasons. The materials used are heavy and fine linen, percale, and fine lawns. All the season's shirt waists open in the front. The new note lies in the frilled edges of the front box fasten- ing. On each side of this there is a close, fine, pleated ruching of self- goods, extending not more than . an inch. Some of the maxers are ad- vancing designs for an adjustable front of this kind to be worn over a strictly plain shirt waist. Others are making the box of fine dotted lawn —say, red dots on white or blue dots.—Harper’s Bazar, » The Girl Who Succeeds. She has so much to do that she has no time for morbid thoughts. She never thinks for a moment that she is not attractive, nor forgets to look as charming as possible, She is considerate of the happiness of others, and it is reflected back to her as a looking-glass. She never permits herself to grow old, for by cultivating all the graces of heart, brain and body, age does not come to her. : She awakens cheerfully in the morning and closes her eyes thank- fully at night. She believes that life has some se- rious work to do, and that the seri= ous work lies very close to the home- ly, every-day duties, and that kind words cost nothing. She is always willing to give sug- gestions that will help some less for- tunate one over the bad places - in life’s journey. She is ever ready to talk about a book, a picture or a play, rather than to permit herself to indulge in idle words about another. She is her own sweet, unaffected, womanly self; therein lies the secret of her popularity, of her success.— Woman's Life. The New Neckwear. All of the mew neckwear is soft. Stocks are returning to favor and al- 80 ‘‘chokers’ of folded tulle, chiffon, and fine lawn. An endless variety of jabots is appearing in length from six to sixteen inches. They are of all lace, of lace and muslin, of all black lace and chiffon or all white, and, again, of black Chantilly and chiffon. Even laces colored in soft browns or blues to match a given costume are combined with chiffon in these fancy jabots. Lace barbs are also being revived and are worn by women of all ages to fill in the neck of smart dittle jackets. Brooches are less worn than in many seasons. There are always varieties of lace and stick pins, but the thin la Valli- ere pendant chain, having a central pendant or group of pendants, so popular for decollette dress, is gen- erally preferred as a neck finish with handsome gowns. Beads, too, con- tinue to be much worn, especially those in graded sizes. The long chain of beads known as the sautoir ' is used only with the fan or lorg- nette. ® and young, and, in dull finished jet, Graded beads are used by old | by those in mourning. Bazar. — Harper's GE Curing a Critic. The daughter of a certain states- man has a husband who is disposed to be critical. Most of his friends are men of great wealth who live ex- ! tremely well, and association with | them has made him somewhat hard to please in the matter of cooking. For some time the tendency has been | growing on him. Scarcely a meal at his home table passed without eriti- | cism from him. ! “What is this meant for?” he | would ask after tasting an entree! his wife had wracked her brain to | prepare. “What on earth is this?” he would say when dessert came on. “Is this supposed to be salad?’ he would inquire sarcastically when the lettuce was served. The wife stood it as long as she could. One evening he came home in a particularly captious mood. His wife was dressed in her most becom- ing gown and fairly bubbled over with wit. They went in to dinner. The soup tureen was brought in. Tied to-one handle was a card, and on that card the information in a big, round hand: ‘This is soup.” Roast beef followed with a placard announcing: “This is roast beef.” The” potatoes were labeled. The gravy dish was placarded. The olives bore a card marked ¢‘Olives,” the salad bowl carried a tag marked “Salad,” and when the ice pudding came in a card announcing ‘‘This is ice pudding’ was with it. The wife talked of a thousand dif- ferent things all through the meal, never once referring by word or look to the labeled dishes. Neither then nor thereafter did she say a word about them, and never since that evening has the captious husband ventured to inquire the name of any- thing set before him.—Tit-Bits, Woman Who Played the Market. It is interesting to know that one character, that of Mrs. Collyer; in “Sampson Rock, of-Wall Street,” was directly inspired by the career of a woman whose Wall Street experiences were short and dramatic and full of warning. Lefevre's other characters, even that of the great Sampson Rock him- self, are necessarily composites, al- though composites that display cer- tain traits of some of the best known of the great financiers. But Mrs. Collyer has as a protype a widow from Washington, who ‘‘played the market” with verve and daring; al- though, of course, Lefevre does not make his character follow all the de- tails of her career. The woman came to New York with just $11,000. She knew noth- ing of Wall Street or of stocks when she began. She entered the office of a prominent broker, and said that she wished to open an account. “What references, please?” asked the cashier, dryly—for in Wall Street they look doubtfully upon women in- vestors, for they seldom can be made to understand how the stocks can go the wrong way when they own them. “References? This,” was the la- conic reply, as she 1aid down $11,000. Her good looks, her manner, her readiness, created an instant and strong impression in her favor, and she soon became one of the most fav- ored customers of the house. She had an instinct for success. In deal after deal she was on the right side of the market. Within five months her profits had actually so mounted by ‘‘pyramiding” that the firm’s books credited her with over half a million dollars! Lefevre used frequently to see her, as a Wall Street newspaper man sees so many people; he knew of her suc- cess; he saw. that fortune and risk did not excite her. She was just the same unperturbéd, handsome, self- possessed woman as before. . She dealt with only one house. She gradually, too, let almost all of her : speculations go into one line. “It’s good stock; why shouldn’t I?” she would ask, when her broker re- monstrated. She was dealing entirely on ‘“‘mar- gins,” but refused to see her danger, “Realize on your holdings,” the broker urged. But she would not heed. One day the storm burst. Her stock fell swiftly and more swiftly. For a time she held out; but soon, to cover the ‘‘margins,” came demands that her paper fortune could not meet. Her huge profits, and of course the principal with it, were swept away. She was penniless. Lefevre saw her after she knew she had lost her all. She was walking toward Broadway, just as handsome, just as trim, just as brave, just ag self-possessed as ever. An hour be: fore, and she was worth more than half a million. Now she was worth not a dollar. But she had taken the blow without flinching, and no one} ever heard what afterwards became of her. New York City has added 33,400 families to its pepulation in the last ‘ing from the mouth of God. three years. Subject: The Faultless Christ. Brooklyn, N. Y.—Preaching at the Irving Square Presbyterian Church on the theme ‘“The Faultless Christ,” the Rev. Ira Wemmell Henderson, pastor took as his text Luke 23:4, “I find no fault in this Man.”” He said: This honest answer of Pontius Pi- late to the statements of the lying multitude is the testimony of all men who study, with insight and under- standing, the career of Jesus Christ. Put to any test and judged by whatso- ever standard you-'may will, the Mas- ter of ‘us all will be found without flaw, fault or spot. Measured by any rule you may suggest, Jesus meets requirements to the full. Does your ideal of manhood demand more than mortal men reveal of virtue and of worth, there the Savior stands to supply your soul's desire. Do you ask for weight of mind or depth of thought, who can outmatch Jesus? Do you seek for clarity of vision and for spiritual force—there is none like Him. For downright manliness and for that hallowedness of heart which marked Him as divine, none can compare with the Son of God. Each of us must declare Him fault- less, all of us must admire and should “imitate His perfectness of life. Ppntius Pilate pronounced Jes- us free of guilt after a limited dis- cussion of Jesus’ regal claim. In this day and hour millions of men, after careful analysis and close scru- tiny of His life and claims, glory in His perfectness and hail Him Son of God and saving Lord. Shall we not do honor for a moment to this self- declared Messiah, whom we have crowned as King? To the faultlessness which Pilate ascribed to Him let us add the testi- mony of St. John, who has preached Him as the fulness of truth and grace. Faultless, the possessor and the re- vealer of divine truth, powerful in His wealth of grace, so was our Lord. For His excellency in these three winning virtues let us pay Him hom- age now. “Then said Pilate to the chief priests and to the people, I find no fault in this Man,” Faultlessness is perfection. To be without fault is to free from defect. As the Ital- ians would phrase it, to be faultless is to be lacking in nothing. Jesus was a faultless mgn—only such could have been the mouthpiece of the convincing oracles which the Savior brought from God. Faulti- ness, which is but another name for falseness, was apart from His na- ture. Jesus made no pretensions. He was just what He claimed to be. Sincerity rang from His every word and made eloquent His every deed. Deceit and deception were not in His line. Often the Lord sent His truth home veiled with well chosen words. But at no time did He use deceit to gain His ends. True enough it is, that plain statement of the truth made Him so many enemies at times, that it is a wonder that, now and then, He did not pare the truth to. save Himself friends. But no, the Christ was not on earth to trim or to cut the truth to suit those whom it hardest hit. His mission was to preach the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but.-the truth, as com- The Savior was no trimmer. Oftentimes His words laid bare the soul secrets of the men to whom He spoke. Now and then, He cut them to the very quick. But because their hearts were hard was not His fault. His was the blameless, faultless life and theirs were the hearts that were dead in sin and to shame. Without guile and without guilt is the judgment of our minds and hearts upon this man in whom Pilate found no fault. John tells us in the verse which we just read that Jesus was full of grace. Grace is graciousness, loveli- ness. Coming to us as the dispenser of the love of God freely bestowed upon men in sin Jesus exemplifies in His own life that gracious loveliness which He preaches. Pure, gentle, noble, upright, kind and true, Christ is a joy to eye and soul alike. To gaze into His face must have been to walk with God to those who under- stood. And those to-day within the unhindered influence of the Master may bear upon their own faces the marks of inward loveliness of life. The power of transforming grace will change not only the spiritual nature of a man, but also will re- -mold and transfigure the very feat- ures of his face. A countendnce that is hard with sin will mellow into gentleness and peace through the yielding of the soul to the Savior. That quiet charm of manner which must have been our Lord's, and which is the badge of Godly living which many Christians bear, may be the possession of each of us, do we want it. You know the gracious cast of countenance I mean. That quiet, holy, saintly look which fills the faces of many men and women in whose hearts the spirit moves. Who does not want it? Grace is kindness. Maltbie Bab- cock put it well when he said “kind- ness is recognizing another's Kkin- ship.” Jesus saw the same ances- try in other men which made Him a Son of God. Seeing the need of dy- ing men, His kinsmen, our Lord yearned to give them life forever- more. Not His own convenience, but their need, moved Christ to ac- tion. Personal ambition crept into His soul but once, only to be sacri- ficed forthwith to human need. Sa- tan offered power, but Jesus hun- gered after souls. Satan preferred money, the Savior chose men. Kind- ness proved the inner grace of Christ. And a Christly kindness exercised by each of us will not only makes us friends, but will also cause us to grow in grace. Grace is good-will. This is not to imply that we arc merely to have a hope that the man next to us may gain success through the expenditure of his own effort. Good-will that counts for anything gets behind the working brother and helps him ahead. It is the spirit of assistance, not so much the roar of applause, that we want.. Gobd<will becomes concrete and an aid most when it re- | solves itself into: loving. helpfulness. | A good round of applause may put heart into the Christian who is work- ing hard for Christ, but ready assis- tance from the brethren who watch so sympathetically the progress of his toil will be most a benefit to the harvester of souls. Love for men in sin, and words of approval for those who are breaking Satan’s shackles from off their lives, are all well enough so far as they go, but unless the love and approval are expressed in willing aid, they are not most of use. God always felt and always does feel for men, the Father ever has a good word for those who are leaving sin behind, but the gift of Christ to point to us the way, and the sending of the spirit ‘who shall send us on ahead toward God, are more necessary and grateful to our hearts than all Jehavah's words of praise. Approbation, applause and approval are good; well wishings and godspeeds are full of incentive to any man; but that good-will which assists and aids and helps to clear the way to material success or to God is the good-will which most brings us cheer. Good-will is willing helpfulness. Faultless, truthful, graceful was the Lord of our lives. And it is be- cause He was without spot or blem- ish or reproach; because He was the incarnation of divine virtues; be- cause He showed grace that is suf- ficient unto our salvation, that we crown Him King. Had the Christ not been without blame; had He not been the living expression of the truth that He was; had He failed to evidence a helping grace, our hearts could never hail Him as divine. The first appeal of Jesus to our minds is His faultlessness in the dis- semination of the truth of God; the next appeal is the absolute consisten- cy of His actions with His words. The spiritual facts which Jesus brought to men deserve and fasten their attention. For depth in philos- ophy, for insight into the furthest reaches of human life; for clearness of application of divine truth to the needs of men; for explication and unfolding of those words of wisdom which point us to a fuller life in God, the Master is incomparable. Many of the teachings of Jesus were not new in substance, many of His ut- terances may be paralleled in the writings of the Old Testament and in the teachings of not a few philo- sophic leaders of the world’s great faiths. But Jesus magnified and sanctified all the old material that He touched, by the way He spirit- ualized it and turned it up toward God. Many of the more prominent of Jesus’ thoughts were not new in sub- stance to the men and women of His time; most of them felt and admit- ted the force of His message no doubt, so far as they went with Him; But the central facts are these: that Jesus breathed new life and impart- ed new meaning to their old beliefs; and then lived entirely the life He preached. Jesus was faultless, full of grace and truth. His faultlessness implied no blame at all. His was the fulness of grace; that is to say, He not only brought men assurance of His power to save, by word of mouth, but also proved by deed His potency and ef- ficiency. Full of truth, He lived that life we should expect. He demon- strated the worth of His own teach- ings by His own allegiance to them. Believing that sin was shameful, He lived a blameless life. Preaching free forgiveness and the possibility of a richer life through the grace of God, He proved His own possession of the grace He claimed to be the need of men. To Him truth is eter- nal and is to be obeyed. Claiming to know and to reveal entire truth Jesus never balks His own Dest words. How different are we. We hate sin, we want grace, we love truth is fact. And we who have tried truth. But yet we hug the wrong; we shut the heavenly glory from our hearts; we block and balk by action the truth we try to preach. Jesus is faultless. His grace is real. His truth is fact. And we who have tried the power of His grace to reform our lives ‘and to renovate our souls are sure that only as we live His truth are we able to be found without a fault. Full worthy was our Lord to be our Savior and to receive our trust and faith. The beauty of His mes- sage and His life are past compare. Nowhere do we find another such a man. On His divine side He is su- preme. As a man He is the manifes- tation of the humanity of God. Christ not only spake things but lived them. The spirit of adoration that bound the twelve to Jesus should make us learn to love Him more. Entering into union within Him we may pro- gress into faultlessness and grow in wealth of grace and the knQwledge of the truth. Dr. Parkhurst has said a true word when he calls attention to the fact that ‘Christians grow by addition, not by subtraction.” When first we think upon it the statement seems to be but half the truth. But do we consider for a moment we will find it fair. The accretion by the Christian of spiritual power will drive sin out. There will be no room for evil. The life that is drawing close to God has no need to subtract sin. Let the heart pay strict attention to the work of soul culture and satan will sub- tract himself. Most of us spend so much time in subtraction that we never learn to add. Keep increasing the measure of soul force that is yours and sin will make itself a minus quantity. Try to do what you know you ought to do and you will find the problem of how to escape sin is lightened of itself. All things in the last analysis must be brought to the test of Jesus Christ. He is our Savior and our one example. He is the test of our fit- ness and the pattern for our faith. ‘His grace may be ours; the appropri- ation of His truth is the business of : the Christian. The vigor of our grace and truth is the measure of assured success. Our faultlessness will be judged of men and God by the sam- ples we are of the influence of the life and word, the truth and grace of Christ. You Are Sufficient. God never sets one of His servants to undertake any task without first sufficiently qualifying him for that task.—Scottish Reformer, |. MILLIONS OF SUFFERERS IN NORTHERN CHINA - - INTO WHOSE FACES DEATH STARES DAILY Facts That Will Aid Generous Americans in Appreciating Conditions Impossible In This Land of Plenty. “ i “s - - By E. When Vesuvius showers hot dust and ashes or pours out molten lava, when San Francisco’ shudders and writhes. into consuming flame, when Kingston passes out of order into chaos in the earthquake throes, the heart of Christendom beats in sym- pathy. Thousands of dollars are in- stantly ready to the hands of the af- flicted and the stricken. This is as it should be. For more than three months the region in Northern China, known as “Kianpeh’’ (meaning ‘“‘north of the ! river,” the river being the Yangtse), has been in the grasp of famine and | famine-bred disease. All the calami- i ties named in the opening paragraph, + if rolled into one stupendous horror, could not have caused a tithe of the suffering the forty days’ rain and the consequent floods wrought- upon the 40,000 square miles (an area nearly as great as that of New York State) of affected territory with its 15,000,- 000 of people. Before new crops can R. JOHNSTONE. and exposed to the cold of ‘winter night and day, week after week, yet, somehow, one picture suggests the other. Just so, when a refugee mother accosted us this morningand asked us to accept her child as a gift, imagina- tion brought instantly to view the preciousness of the American children I know. “Incidents could be piled upon in- cidents; every one of these 30,000 refugees incarnates a story—a story of a home abandoned; of toilsome journeys to this southern district in the hope of finding a pittance of food to allay that awful gnawing of hun- ger; of the eager hunt for a sheltered nook in a doorway; of being driven from spot to spot until at last a few feet of bare earth are secured out among the graves with the other refugees—a space no bigger than a Chinese grave suffices for an entire family; of the daily and nightly hud- dling together in one mass for the sake of human warmth; of the search — Courtesy Christian Herald. TREES DENUDED OF BARK, WHICH IS EATEN BY THE STARVING CHINESE. be raised the death list will be ap- palling—will be greater by a hun: dredfold than that chronicled in Na- ples, San Francisco and Jamaica. Death and anguish of body and mind will reign in Kianpeh for months, despite the most sympathiz- ing efforts. But Americans can miti- gate suffering and lower the death rate by contributing the smallest tithe of their possessions. One dollar will prevent one death for one week. That warm-hearted readers may appreciate, as far as possible at this distance, conditions that amaze the onlooker and call forth his deepest sympathy, I append extracts from the most recent letter of William T. Ellis, a trustworthy and capable corre- spondent of the Christian Herald, on the spot. Mr. Ellis writes after a tour through a camp of 30,000 starv- ing refugees, and later will tell of other greater camps where the con- ditions are worse than those he por- trays: “Little more than an hour ago I saw two women, presumably mother and grandmother, wailing over the tiny coffin of a child that had been part of grim famine's daily toil. “Tt is all so horrible, so overpow- ing, so haunting, so heartrending, that one cannot write of it in an or- derly fashion. It seems as if only the repeated cry of ‘Help! Help! Help!’ can be fashioned for the ears of the prosperous American people, to whom God has given a year of plenty, while the poor of China per- ish from want. “Out of the awful mass of suffering a succession of individual pictures come trooping before my vision. There was the man, too weak to stand erect, who bore on his back, as older brothers carry babies in China, his blind old mother, the mere skinsand- bone framework of a woman. They wanted help and pleaded for it in the thin whine of the utterly miserable and I dared not give them so much as a copper! “Or that mother, hard-eyed and rigid, who stood against a wall with her six children gathered about her tattered skirts, staring out uncaring on a company of living refugees who are a more melancholy sight than the thousands of ancient graves among which they are encamped. They had been fed; one portion of thin, watery rice porridge for them all, and now they must wait in the cold for an- other twenty-four hours before they can be fed again—and even then, some stronger ones may push them aside and steal their turn at the meagre relief. “Strange incongruities flash into one’s mind as he walks about among these. 30,000 refugees. As I passed this morning an old, old woman, cov- ered only by a few rags, who sat on the cold bare ground, sharing her small bowl of rice with a babe of twelve or eighteen months, evidently her grandchild, who sat on her knees, I thought of some grandmothers whom I know in. America—sweet- faced, comfortable and kindly, whose ' evening of life is made pleasant by the love of children and grandchil- dren, and who know not the word want. And I recalled some naby friends—sweet, ruddy little dears, wrapped in the finest linen, with wardrobes upon which love has lav- ished its generosity, and whose food is a matter of careful consultation with physicians and friends. Of | course I cannot imagine these deli- | cately nurtured babes in dirty tatters 1 for dry grass with which to make a tiny fire; of the morning struggle for a portion of the government rice and of that indescribable, terrible, primi- tive duel between life and starvation which the Chinese so dauntlessly en- dure. ’ “In all this, I write of the best, and not of the worst. This is only the first outpost of the famine district.” Speaking of the causes of the fam- ine—already comparatively well known in this country—DMr. Ellis says: ‘Heavy summer rains, the over- flowing of the banks of all streams and of the Grand Canal, simply: flood- od the country and made of promising rice and grain fields only a desert waste of water. The crops were ut- terly ruined. It is of interest that in this section of China wheat and inaize as well as rice are grown; that is why cornmeal and flour, the former even the more acceptable of the two, is the popular form of relief. The Chi- nese live closer to actual starvation than it is possible for a Westerner to comprehend; they are always poor. So the failure of the crops—not to mention the destruction of their homes by flood—at once placed them in a state of-actual destitution which can only be relieved when the wheat crop is harvested in July. Mean- while, owing to lack of seed, only half of the spring wheat crop has been - planted.” : There are too grewsome stories of cannibalism to write. Suffice it that horrer is piled upon horror’'s head in Kianpeh until the call for outside help is as imperative as it is justified. These sufferers, under ordinary conditions, are frugal, cleanly, hon- est, hardworking. 'I'hey can wring a mere livelihood from their petty fields in the best of times by the hardest kind of work and in the mass are noted for morality and decency of life. Already the Christian Herald, of New York, has sent $35,000 in cash for the alleviation of suffering, and has pledged itself to the State Department in Washington to fur- nish at least $200,000 more. It can only do this with the co-operation of the American people. Hence the plea for contributions, the transmission and expenditure of which is guarded most carefully—as was the case with the funds provided from the same source for the famished in Finland, India, Russia, Japan and Cuba. African Hospitality. Hospitality may be considered as one of the characteristics of not only the Veis, but of the whole African race. It is considered the duty of every citizen to entertain strangers without the smallest compensation. Places of rest stand open, and when these are found occupied by strangers a man goes and tells hig wife, who will send her servants with water for the strangers to wash their feet, for, as they wear no shoes, they naturally need such an accommoda- tion. Afterward rooms and cloth wrappers are given them, food is brought from all quarters or they are invited to eat with the people. They continue to be so provided for even if they stay months. Their garments are also washed and returned to them. On leaving they generally make a small gift to the wife of the host, though not more than two or three coin nuts or two or three Eng=- lish pennies.—Century.
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